#this is diff than what I’m used to from them but like. yeah it’s not like something I’m obsessed with?
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oh boy anon, you’ve activated my trap card. GET READY FOR A SEBASTIAN CHARACTER ANALYSIS ESSAY BELOW LMAO
ok so first off I know im obvs biased, but I don’t actually think my seb is that ooc, AND PUT DOWN YOUR PITCHFORKS IMMA EXPLAIN WHY. but im also gonna explain why I don’t think the other more friendly and lighthearted renditions of seb are ooc either. bc theres so many aspects of seb we get in the game that can be interpreted in so many diff ways, and so this is how i see it/landed on MY rendition of seb:
PROTECTIVENESS/POSSESSIVENESS: this is one of the main aspects of him, imo. his entire questline is about wanting to cure anne, and how he’s not giving up, and how he believes that HE is the only one that can do it, because “she’s MY sister!” seb is super tunnel visioned and has a one-track mind when it comes to this, and I headcanon that he’s this way because of their parents deaths. he’s the brother, the boy, he’s gotta be strong for his sister, and ofc when their parents died, he tries to comfort her and be there for her/be the rock, and it happens again when she’s sick. shes his sister, his responsibility, and he’ll die before he gives up on her and her safety.
SO, I just transfer all those aspects over to a romantic relationship instead. you just replace “shes my sister” with simply, “she’s mine/my gf/my wife/etc.” and in the same way I think seb tries to be strong and reliable and protect anne because he’s the brother, I think seb would be the same way in a relationship, because he’s a boy and she’s a girl and its 1890 and he’s chivalrous and he just sees it as his responsibility. I think the death of his parents and his dynamic with anne has baked this sort of mindset into him, and its even MORE intense in a romantic aspect, because then hormones and puberty and sexual tension and attraction is involved (plus the fact that seb in my fic is 17, so he’s older and has even stronger raging hormones and testosterone LOL.
JEALOUSY: who can forget the lines “between the two of you, I’m starting to feel left out” and “ominis simply needs a moment with you and he’ll change his mind. is that it?” the first one is more playful but I feel like the second one really showcases sebs brand of jealousy, and how biting and uncharitable it can be.
AGGRESSION/VIOLENCE: yet another iconic line with: “fine. but ominis knows, I won’t step back from a fight.” LIKE... the fact that apparently ominis knows this means its come up more than once…and im not saying seb is some unruly aggressor who flies off the handle at anything, but he defs has a capacity and is willing to get violent if HE believes the situation calls for it—basically the same way he feels about the dark arts. he felt justified using imperio to protect anne, and taking the relic to save anne, and so he would have fought ominis to get out of the catacomb. and with MY seb, while he doesn’t go picking fights with any boy who looks or gets close to clora, he’ll definitely be willing to beat up or lay hands on a creep who bothers clora/who is in the process of bothering her LOL.
SO YEAH, that’s pretty much it, and I’ll be the first to admit I definitely ramp up these traits further because he’s older in my fic and i think these traits would only get more intensified with age + being in love and also bc IM A TWILIGHT GIRLIE!!! what can I say. there are so many moments in my fic where you can just replace seb with edward and it wouldn’t seem out of place tbh LMAOO so blame twilight, it was a formative experience for me BAHAHA
BUT like I ALSO said, I don’t think peoples more lighthearted interpretations of seb are ooc either. because even all my earlier above examples, you can just focus on diff aspects of them. like his tunnel vision and obsession to cure anne? instead of seeing it as over the top protective and possessive, you can just view it in a more wholesome determined selfless sort of way. like I said we got so many nice little bits and ingredients of his personality that we can turn into anything we want, really👌just pick which flavour of seb u like best and use what we got in game to create it HAHA
AW TYY QUEEN BAHAHA💖 and aw im always so honoured when ppl tell me they consider my stuff canon that’s like the best compliment I can get, tysm 😭 and im glad you like my fic and art so much (enough for your friends and family to unfortunately know💀 LMAOO)
im adding your ask to this because it kinda ties into my seb essay. LETS GET INTO WHY A SWEET BABY ANGEL WOULD LIKE SOMEONE LIKE SEB. the answer ISSS: the same reason WE’RE also all into him I guess?? BAHHA
ok but to start off im gonna defend my seb, not only cause of what you said anon (i dont want you to feel like this is targeted to you!) but also bc I got an ask recently asking me to summarize seb and clora’s relationship since all they see from my art is that “they fuck and seb is possessive” LMAO, and I feel like ppl who JUST see my art and don’t read my fic have a warped image of my seb.
this may be shocking but I don’t consider my seb a red flag LMAO. I joke about how hes more of a pink flag tbh, but even THAT i dont even really believe, and don’t even consider him overly possessive. like yes he keeps an eye on her when shes hanging around other boys, but I feel like that’s normal (esp for 1890) and all of his most possessive moments have been when theres been a threat to cloras life/coming from a place of love and protection (especially since clora is so self-sacrificial, she’d have killed herself by now if not for seb LOL) so to me id actually put Sebastian as being PROTECTIVE as his first and foremost trait, followed by the possessiveness.
and yeah he gets jealous, but unless a dude is actively trying to get with her/hitting on her/harassing her, he’ll otherwise just kinda be unhappy about it/let it play out/ watch on unhappily LOL.
and even when lawley was blackmailing clora and getting in between her and sebs relationship and lying about how close he and clora were, seb demanded answers from CLORA on what was happening between the two of them, but he didn’t touch lawley or tell him to stay away. bc seb thought that was what clora wanted, so he let her drift away. if he was TRULY a red flag, in this instance he would have just beat up lawley for taking what was "his"/not allow clora to leave him/immediately go to lawley instead of clora, and tell him to stay away despite what clora might want. (and clora even WISHED seb had interfered and done this. she was like 'why is he letting me drift away and go off with lawley i WANT him to fight for me...but she couldn't actually say anything thanks to the blackmail)
clora doesn’t just 'put up' with sebs more possessive and protective behaviour though, she actually likes it HAHA. just bc shes a precious baby angel, we all like a bad boy, even back then. just look at jane eyre, and how popular the dark and brooding and assholey mr. rochester was.
she tells seb at one point that she likes those things about him, even his immature competitive side, and his darker sides, and that he shouldn’t try to hide them or change himself because she accepts them. and even putting aside all of the stuff they’ve been through together that has bonded them (like the main canon quests + annes curse and then CLORA being cursed, and then clora being kidnapped and seb saving her) clora thought seb was roguish and charming and witty and intelligent and good looking from day 1. add to the fact that he’s just so devoted to her in everything he does, that even if he CAN get a bit overbearing at times, how could you NOT fall for someone like that😩 someone whose possessive behavior just stems from wanting to protect you and love you and want to keep you safe and cherish you like DAMN…. GET ME A SEB, TOO. WHERES MINE!!!😭😭
clora also realizes in ch 32 WHY seb is so protective of her (the trauma with his parents and wanting to be there for anne) and that she accepts it, and enjoys it, and that she might even MISS it if seb were to ever get less protective of her/might get lonely LOL, and then sebs like "i’ve "spoiled you, have i?"
so YEAH I don’t think sebs protectiveness and possessiveness goes into any toxic territory or red flag territory PERSONALLY (and the time that it DID get toxic was because of the relic, and clora DID put her foot down)
but my normal seb? whose dream in life is to whisk clora away into a tower and lock her up to keep her safe and keep her all to himself, but that he’d never ACTUALLY do because he knows its insane and unreasonable but jokes about wanting to do it anyway bc he would if clora agreed? clora finds that endearing and cute and is touched by how much he loves her and wants to keep her safe.
IN CLOSING: I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOUR AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER👩❤️💋👨👩❤️💋👨👩❤️💋👨
#LONG ASS SEB ESSAY#this was so therapeutic to write i hope that people who dont read my fic now understand my seb a bit better#like i said i feel like he gets a bad wrap/people think hes super ooc from his canon just based on my art alone#sebastian sallow#i wanted to write this ever since that one ask where they were like what do they do other than bang and be jealous HAHAHA#ANON MY FIC IS 500K WORDS THEY DO A BUNCH OF OTHER STUFF TRUST ME#and even when seb is super possessive and protective im still usually on his side LMAOO#like just based on my art you defs might think seb is unreasonable but#for the ppl who actually read my fic they know clora is on like a self sacrifice speedrun LOOL#forget team edward and team jacob its team seb and team clora#and im usually a girl's girl but sorry clora im usually with seb and his logic when it comes to keeping u safe LMAOO#sebastian sallow x oc#ask
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Operation: Protect The Kid
Brotherly Jake Seresin x Reader
Warnings:past child abuse, confrontation happens, religious guilt tactic is used against the oc, insecurity/self doubt,reader is 23—jake is 36, Jake protecting his wingman/woman idk, sprinkle of curse words, mentions of alcoholism
Summary: “I’d never thought…I was worth being protected and saved. Since I was a little girl the only two words I knew were unlovable and broken”. Tilliy sighed, placing her head on Jake’s shoulder.
ofc:Tilly Lewis/ i couldn’t think of a callsign.
AN: this is the fic from the poll, i’ve started like 3 diff fics and finished half way trying to nail a brotherly jake. I made Tilly’s and Jakes age gap bigger, even tho cannoically I feel like Jake way younger than 36, and also i feel their relationship is bro/sis whilst also being mentor/mentee— since Tilly probably graduated like year or two ago. Enjoy reading ❤️ :)
- kinda short/kinda long, idk if i like the ending
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Everytime I look in the mirror, I see the little girl who gotten beaten for just breathing and teenage me getting knocked around for looking in their direction.
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It was small things at first. Smackings across the face, belt marks covering her ass, soap in her mouth each and everytime her parents deemed she talked out of turn. It’s normal— Tilliy thought as a little girl, it was drilled into her head like that..not until her freshman year of college she spent thirty minutes in her dorm crying after a child abuse seminar did she realize it wasn’t.
“Matilda Patrice Lewis, you look at me when I’m talking to you”. a belt ripped across her back. “I don’t love you sweetheart, and to be honest no one ever will”.
“Don’t cheat” Hangman smirked handing her a poolstick, before he walked away to get another beer.
They noticed Tilly first, before she could even get a chance to hide. She ignored the feeling of danger lingering around her, shrugged it off as guilt from the uranium mission still in lingerin. Its been so long since Tilly had to protect herself that she forgot the feeling of hatred and anger getting closer.
“Sunday’s is for worshipping god, not for drinking with the devil Matilda”, Tilly inhaled heavily—she hoped that voice didn’t belong to her, quite honestly Tilly had long gone forgotten her mother’s voice only time she remembered it is when she’s was having a bad day. Like always her mother had a way when with commanding attention to herself, Tilly could feel her mother’s anger—it was getting thicker and thicker by the minute.
“Matilda, dear I recognize those ugly back scars from anywhere”, Yeah because you and dad put them there, Tilly so badly wanted to say but her inner conscious reminded her father was behind her mother—and he never hesitated to beat the shit out of her.
Tilly had no choice but turn around, she always did feel cowardly under her mother’s gaze.
“Oh Matilda we’ve been waiting for you come home”, her eyes glistening with the tears, her shoulders close to shaking— if only she meant it, if only her mother’s sadness and her father’s grimy face were actually sincere. Too many lessons nagged at Tilly’s face, the memories of beatings coming back at full speed. “How can we love someone so broken?”.
“Inhale and exhale.. Tilly, your parents have no control over you any more… you are free”, Doctor Mandy words echoed in her mind.
“You left us alone Matilda, we didn’t know if our daughter was okay”, her father spoke, “Do you not love us?”.
Tilly shrinks back at that, does she love them?, do they finally love her?
She feels someone step behind her, she immediately realized who it was his cologne is a dead giveaway. Hangman. Tilly slighty caught his stance out of the side of her eye, protective and angry.
“Are you okay Tilly?”, before she got a chance to speak she was cut off by her mother’s harsh words. “Matilda, her name is Matilda— Tilly is too childish for a twenty three year old woman”.
“With all do respect ma’am Tilly, Is what she wants to go by and I fully respect it”. Jake says with a fake smile, any chance too show off his teeth.
“We weren’t speaking to you boy”, her father bit out, and Tilly could see his alcohol rotted teeth, three to five packs of beer a day coming back to bite him in the ass.
“I’m Jake Seresin, Tilly’s bestfriend and wingman” Jake held up his hand, not giving either a chance to speak a word. “You two, should be proud of your daughter because despite being shitty parents, Tilly made sure she didn’t become like y’all”.
“We—”, her mother tried again.
“I’m not done”. Jake crossed his arms over his chest.“You too need to listen, Tilly owes you both nothing… she had a choice to walk away from you both and yet here she is for some damn reason hearing you too out”.
“Goodbye Matilda” her father says and her mother look almost disappointed that Tilly didn’t fall for her trap again. They didn’t give Tilly a chance to answer, they both turn on their heel. The sound of the hard deck door closing was the best sound she’s ever heard.
“Thank you”, Tilly says and its barely above a whisper.
“No need to welcome me kiddo”, Jake drapes a arm over Tillys’s tender shoulders, easily relaxing her. ”You have my six, I have your six”.
“C’mere kiddo” Jake softly commanded, his eyes are softer than ever, “I love you Tilly”. Tilly fell into his embrace— she finally allowed herself to breakdown, the nagging pain of a little girl who had only wanted to be loved was far too much to hold back this time around.
“I’m sorry Jake”, she whispered into his chest.
“For what Tilly?”, he’s rubbing his hand up and down her back.
“For…not being brave enough to stand up for myself” a sob falls from her mouth. “Im so sorry”.
“Oh…Tilly, you’ve been brave for too long— you need to know there someone in your corner”. he pressed a kiss into Tilly’s head.
“Ok”
“Come on kid, lets go back to my place”. Lets go home.
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Trevor: A Small Gathering
Another chapter that's more slice of life than smut.
Ashton arrives at Simon's place with his new friend in tow.
CW: shrunken men, size diff, macro/micro.
(P.S. Ya boi's got Linktree and Bluesky now)
[First Chapter] || [Previous Chapter] || [Next Chapter (Early Access)]
“I’ll get it!” Trevor said in response to the sound of a knock at the door.
“How many times are you going to keep making the joke?” Simon asked the tiny figure that was riding in the folds of his hood.
“Until it stops being funny,” Trevor replied.
“Yeah. You’re a real comedy genius,” Simon replied dryly as he got up from his desk to go answer the door.
“Do you think it’s Devon?” Trevor asked.
“Most likely. None of my friends said they were swinging by,” Simon replied.
“Are you jealous that I’m so popular?” Trevor teased.
“I’m jealous that neither you nor any of your friends have jobs,” Simon countered.
Trevor didn’t have time to trade yet another barb. Simon was already at the door and was pulling it open, but even had Trevor begun to say something, his comment would have been cut short but what he saw waiting for him on the other side of the door.
“Who the fuck are you!?” Trevor shouted.
“Woah. You really are tiny,” The man standing on the other side of the door said upon spotting the tiny figure peeking out from inside of Simon’s hood.
Simon cupped a hand over his tiny boyfriend to hide Trevor from view and glared suspiciously at the newcomer. Simon was not nearly as tall as the new arrival, but he was a bit stockier. Simon’s lithe, runner’s build stood in stark contrast to the slim, gangly build of the new arrival.
“Do I know you?” Simon asked.
“Probably not,” the guy said. He turned slightly so that Simon could see the pack that was slung over his shoulder. Simon glanced at the pack and quickly realized that it was not the pack that the guy was showing him but the passenger!
“Devon!?” Simon gasped.
Devon was perched atop the guy’s backpack and was using the handle as a makeshift seatbelt. Devon looked up at Simon and waved.
“You must be Simon,” Devon said.
“You hadn’t met before?” The gangly, punkish looking guy said to his small passenger.
“Not directly, anyway,” Devon replied.
“He’s friends with my boyfriend,” Simon added.
Simon nodded slightly to gesture towards the crook of his neck where Trevor was standing. Simon relaxed his defensive posture a bit and moved his hand so that he was no longer hiding Trevor from view. Trevor wasted no time in spotting Devon and waving his arms to get his friend’s attention.
“Hey! Devon! Hey!” Trevor shouted.
Devon glanced towards the noise and gasped when he caught sight of his friend.
“Wow… You’re… wow…” Devon murmured.
Devon had known that Trevor would be smaller than him. He had heard the new reports. He had even seen the numbers in the paper. On a statistical level, Devon knew that Trevor was a bit short of two inches tall, but seeing it was another matter altogether! Devon was so used to being around people that towered over him like skyscrapers that seeing someone who was so small that Devon could scoop them into his arms like a teddy bear nearly broke his brain.
While Devon was busy stammering, Simon turned his attention to the guy who had brought Devon to his apartment.
“You should have lead with you’re Devon’s friend,” Simon said. He extended a hand towards the newcomer and added, “I’m Simon, by the way.”
The guy took Simon’s hand and shook it. “Ashton. And I dunno if I would say we’re friends,” he said flatly.
Simon cocked an eyebrow questioningly and glanced back towards Devon.
“I’m surprised your mom didn’t bring you,” Simon said.
“I… didn’t want her to…” Devon said sheepishly.
Simon still had an eyebrow cocked, but now he tilted his head like a confused puppy. “… but you came with someone you barely knew?” Simon asked.
“I found him on his way and offered to help,” Ashton said.
“Did you try to come here by yourself?” Simon asked.
“Yes…” Devon admitted.
Simon visibly tensed up but said nothing in reply. There was a heavy silence as Simon just stared at Devon. Devon recoiled slightly from the intensity of his stare, but before he could say anything, Ashton intervened.
Ashton raised a hand as if to tell Simon to back off. “Don’t be mad at him,” he said.
“I’m not mad. I just had a half-second heart attack thinking of all the ways that could have gone terribly wrong,” Simon replied.
There was an awkward pause. Devon didn’t know what to say. He barely knew Simon, but Simon’s response was both strangely reassuring and a bit mortifying.
Ashton, meanwhile, wasn’t sure if he should say or do anything. He didn’t really have a horse in this race, did he? And yet, he wanted to step up to bat for Devon, but what would he even say? It wasn’t like Devon needed Ashton to defend him.
Simon broke the silence. He nodded over his shoulder and said, “Come on. Let’s continue this inside.”
“If it’s all the same…” Ashton began to say.
“If you don’t have anywhere you need to be, I’d like it if you came in. Let me thank you for your help. I’ll get you a drink, and I’ve got some pizza in the oven. It’s more than I can eat by myself, and I doubt these two will eat much,” Simon said, gesturing towards the tiny guys that were riding on his and Ashton’s shoulders.
“I don’t need anything,” Ashton replied.
“Too bad,” Simon said.
Ashton was taken aback by this response. He was so caught off guard that he couldn’t even formulate a reply.
“You did something nice for us. Now let us do something nice for you,” Simon said and gestured once more for Ashton to come inside.
Ashton chuckled in response. The original plan was to get Devon to safety and then politely dip, but it didn’t sound like Simon was going to give him the option. Ashton wasn’t one to accept hospitality when offered. Most people offered to do something less out of the goodness of their heart but rather because of some stale social contract, but there was something about the cut of Simon’s jib that Ashton found amusing. This wasn’t the fake politeness that Ashton had expected at first. Simon seemed to have a genuine desire to do something nice. Ashton was also admittedly curious about not just Simon but Simon’s little friend too. Trevor was so tiny, and yet Devon had said Simon was Trevor’s boyfriend?
Ashton followed Simon into the apartment. The apartment itself was nice but small. The main room was split into a reasonably sized living room and a small kitchen. There were two doors leading off from there which Ashton could only assume lead to the bedroom and bathroom.
Simon gestured for Ashton to take a seat on the couch which Ashton did. Simon then reached up to the passenger on his shoulder and waited as Trevor scampered onto his palm. Once Trevor was safely in position, Simon reached down and held his hand towards the table so Trevor could step down and scurry over towards the cellphone which was sitting face up in the center of the table.
“Hey! Set Devon down!” came Trevor’s voice from the cellphone speaker.
It took a second for Ashton to process what had just happened. He was surprised to hear Trevor’s voice, but quickly realized that Trevor must be using the cellphone to magnify his voice.
Ashton didn’t say anything, but he quickly held his palm up for Devon to climb aboard similar to how Simon had done for Trevor mere moments before, but Ashton’s passenger was much larger.
It was strange for Ashton to even think of Devon as being large. Devon was barely bigger than an action figure, and yet, Devon was far larger than Simon’s tiny boyfriend. To Trevor, Simon’s palm was the size of an Alaskan King mattress, but for Devon, Ashton’s palm was more of a papasan.
Once Devon was safely deposited on the table, Ashton took a seat on the sofa nearby and sat back and watched. Ashton couldn’t hear what the two tiny guys were saying, but it was still interesting to watch. Devon had sat down cross-legged on the table and was listening intently as Trevor excitedly rambled on about something. Trevor’s exaggerated motions and mannerisms made it clear that he was extremely excited and happy to see his friend for the first time in months.
“How was the trip? Why did you come with that guy? Why didn’t you text us back? We would totally have come and got you,” Trevor fired off questions one after another.
Devon was too overwhelmed to answer any of the questions. He raised his hands to try and get Trevor to calm down so that he’d have a chance to say something. “Woah, woah, woah. Calm down. One at a time,” Devon said.
“Sorry. It’s just been so long, and then you suddenly show up with this guy?” Trevor said, nodding to the giant figure that sat silently nearby.
“It’s… a long story…” Devon replied.
“Well, we’ve got some time before food is ready,” Trevor said.
“I suppose we do… and I guess it’s not really that long of a story… it’s just… kind of embarrassing…” Devon replied.
“Yeah? Those are the best kinds of stories,” Trevor said.
“It’s stupid. I know, but… I wanted to try to make it here by myself,” Devon said.
“Oh…” Trevor said softly.
“What’s with that response?” Devon asked.
“It’s just… I totally get it. I mean, look at me. I went from six feet to two inches in an instant. My old shoes are the size of a house! I used to help Simon get stuff from the top cupboard. Now I can’t even reach the bottom one.” Trevor explained.
“Huh… I didn’t think any of this bothered you,” Devon said.
“I don’t know if I’d say it bothers me… It was a huge change, and I’m still adjusting, but…” Trevor’s words trailed off and he looked off towards the kitchen.
Devon glanced in the direction that Trevor had looked. Simon was on his way back with a couple of cans in his hands. Simon handed one to Ashton and set the other one on a coaster not far from where Trevor and Devon were having their conversation. Devon glanced over at the can.
Sitting next to Trevor made Devon feel not as puny, but the can instantly reminded him of how small he really was. He used to be able to knock one back with ease, but now a can weighed more than he did. At Devon’s current size, it looked more like a podium than a beverage. Now that Devon was seated, the soda can was slightly taller than he was, but if he were to stand up, the can would reach just below his chest. The thing was big enough around that he could sit on it like an oversized bar stool.
“I used to drink these…” Devon murmured in awe at the massive can.
“And I used to crush them on my forehead,” Trevor replied.
Devon glanced down at his tinier friend and cocked an eyebrow. “So that’s what happened. I just figured you were dropped as a kid,” Devon replied.
“RUDE!” Trevor shouted.
“That was needlessly bitchy, wasn’t it?” Devon replied awkwardly.
“Yeah,” Trevor huffed.
Trevor was now leaning against the side of the cool, metal can which just served to make Trevor look even tinier. Trevor was barely bigger than the UPC! The world around Devon was often extremely daunting due to the sheer size of everything, but Trevor was maybe a quarter of Devon’s size! If things were huge to Devon, they much be absolutely massive to Trevor! Just thinking about how enormous everything must appear to the tiny Trevor made Devon start to feel a little lightheaded. Even just imagining it gave him vertigo!
“Sorry. The only people I’ve been speaking to lately have been my mom and Rex. With mom, everything’s an argument, and with Rex, everything is just me bitching about my mom,” Devon said.
“It’s fine. I wasn’t even upset. What’s a bit of ribbing between friends?” Trevor replied.
“I guess…? I still feel like the vibes were a bit off,” Devon replied.
“You’re overthinking it. Let’s focus on something more fun, instead,” Trevor said.
“Oh? Like?” Devon asked.
“How was the trip? Who is the guy? What’s the last thing you’ve heard from Rex?” Trevor fired off rapid fire questions.
“Again. Again. One at a time…” Devon sighed.
“Fine. Who is the guy?” Trevor asked.
“His name is Ashton,” Devon replied.
“I heard that part, but who is he?” Trevor asked.
“He’s someone who offered to help when I needed it,” Devon said nervously.
“And you trust him?” Trevor asked.
“Yeah…?” Devon replied.
“Great!” Trevor replied.
“W-what?” Devon yelped.
“Yeah. You need people you can trust. Even Simon clocked him as a good egg, and he’s a great judge of character,” Trevor explained.
“I… don’t know why, but I was expecting to have to do a lot more to defend myself here,” Devon said.
Trevor shrugged. “I already said I get it. This apartment’s the size of a theme park and I still go stir crazy, and that’s with Simon and his friends helping me out. I’ve got a … support network? That feels like a weird way to put it…” Trevor murmured.
“Could you try to be just a little bitchier? I don’t know how to reply when you’re being nice,” Devon said with a laugh.
“Well, I’m already little, but I can work on the bitchier,” Trevor sassed back.
“I’m glad to hear getting shrunk didn’t ruin your sense of humor,” Devon laughed.
“Gotta keep it light,” Trevor replied.
“Right. I could use your optimism,” Devon said.
“Yeah! It’s not all bad. You know I’m a fan of big dicks, and now all the dicks are huge!” Trevor said with a laugh. He held his hands far apart as if he was showing the size of the marlin he had just caught.
“You sound like Rex!” Devon laughed.
“I totally stole that line from him!” Trevor replied.
“Don’t let him hear you say that. He might get butthurt,” Devon replied.
“Oh, he totally heard it. He’s the one who told me to say it,” Trevor replied.
“Oh? You have him on conference call or something?” Devon asked.
“Nah. Nothing so high tech. Let’s just say I’m wearing a bug,” Trevor replied.
“And that’s not high tech?” Devon asked, but no sooner had the words left his lift than the realization started to dawn on him. Devon watched in awe as Trevor lifted a finger to his ear and a nearly imperceptibly tiny figure hopped of Trevor’s ear and onto Trevor’s fingertip.
“What… the…” Devon murmured in awe.
“Want to talk to him? He’s been talking my ear off all afternoon,” Trevor said and lifted his finger up towards Devon.
“It can’t be… Rex!?” Devon gasped in shock.
“The one and only!” Trevor replied.
“Well… no… I suppose there are a lot of guys named Rex, but this is the only one mite-sized,” Trevor rambled.
“He didn’t tell me he’d be here today!” Devon said.
“Oh yeah. It was supposed to be a surprise. So… Surprise!” Trevor cheered.
“Well… hand him over… I guess I shouldn’t keep him waiting…” Devon stammered.
He had not prepared for this. He was barely emotionally prepared to see Trevor, and Trevor came up to Devon’s knees. Rex on the other hand was barely even visible even to the already pint-sized Devon.
Devon reached out a finger for Rex to climb aboard. As Devon watched the miniscule figure scurry across Trevor’s fingertip and onto his own, Devon’s mind was reeling. Devon was so small that the coffee table was the size of a basketball court. To Trevor, the table would be more like a football field, but to Rex!? It must be the size of a city! Just imagining something as simple as a coffee table stretching on for miles made Devon feel light-headed.
Devon lifted his finger up towards his eyes so he could get a better look. It was definitely Rex! He looked much the same as he had before The Incident albeit with longer hair… oh, and he was much, much, Much smaller.
Rex was now the size of a grain of sand. He was the size of a speck of dust. Even atop Devon’s shrunken hand, Rex looked to be the size of an an aphid. Devon began to feel light-headed again as he tried to comprehend just how huge he must appear to his now speck-sized former fuck buddy. Rex was now so tiny that he could sit atop Trevor’s finger as if it was a beanbag chair. Rex was so tiny that even Devon’s fingertip was the size of a kiddie pool. If Rex were seated atop someone like Simon’s finger, just the fingertip would be like riding a parade float.
Rex had told Devon that he had shrunken below a millimeter. Rex had even joked that he had to be below half a millimeter, but they lacked the equipment to properly measure him. It was one thing seeing a number in their chat thread and another thing to see a man so small he could ride a sesame seed like a surfboard!
Devon was no slouch below the belt. He knew that he had had a nice hog before he had shrunk. Rex used to love to take the full length of Devon’s fat cock in the bathroom between classes, but now, Rex was so tiny that Devon’s fat cock could take the full length of Rex’s body!
Devon had to fight back the imagery. The whole experience was already so surreal, and the daydreams about dipping Rex like a sounding rod were making Devon’s cock rapidly stiffen in his slacks. The light, thin fabric of Devon’s custom clothes was not designed to hide boners especially not one as big as Devon’s own!
Even though Devon knew he had a proportionally huge dick, it was hard for him to think about anything on his as “big”. He was shorter than a Barbie! He was maybe eye level with her tits! And yet… he was a goliath compared to the figure that now rode atop his fingertip.
Devon wasn’t sure how long he was paralyzed by his thoughts, but eventually he became aware of a voice calling out to him.
“Are you ok?” Trevor asked.
“Uh… yeah… it’s just… this is a lot to take in. Sorry…” Devon murmured.
“It’s fine. Take your time. I kinda get how you feel, but Rex has been looking forward to talking to you for a while. He’d been talking my ear off all afternoon,” Trevor said.
Devon glanced once more at the tiny figure on his fingertip and then back to Trevor. “How do I talk to him?” He asked.
“Well, he sits in my ear like an earbud, but you’re so big he may be able to fit into the actual canal. Just lift him up to your ear, and he’ll find somewhere to get comfy,” Trevor explained.
Devon winced as images of Wrath of Khan flashed through his head, but he tried his best not to show his trepidation. The last thing he wanted to do was freak out his friends.
Devon lifted his finger up to his ear as if he was about to push in an ear plug and then waited as the tiny figure climbed aboard. Devon could feel Rex climbing into his ear. It felt like he had an ant or a gnat scurrying around in there. Devon shuddered despite himself. It took ever fiber of his self-control to not instinctively slap at the tiny bug that was running around in his ear, but eventually, the sensation of the nearly microscopic man scurrying around faded and Rex’s voice came through.
“Devin! Dude! Who’s the new guy! You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend!” Rex shouted. Rex’s voice sounded like it was coming in from down a long tunnel… which, technically it was.
“What? A boyfriend? Oh!” Devon sputtered.
“Spill the deets! What’s his name? Is he nice? Have you fucked yet?” Rex asked.
“You’re worse than Trevor!” Devon protested.
“Answer the questions!” Rex shouted.
“Fine! I don’t know him that well. I just met him today. He seems nice, but I don’t know if there will be anything after today,” Devon replied.
“Well, he seems into you. Do you know his name?” Rex asked.
“Seems into me?” Devon yelped.
“Totally! I was watching him check you out while you and Trevor talked. You should go for it,” Rex said.
“I literally just met him,” Devon protested.
“So? You trusted him enough to have him come with you,” Rex replied.
“That’s… well, there were extenuating circumstances…” Devon said.
“Extenuating circumstances like… he’s hot and he wants you to play with his nuts like a beach ball,” Rex said with a lecherous chuckle.
“How are you so horny!” Devon scoffed.
“What? I’m the size of an ant’s left ass-cheek. I have to live vicariously through my friends!” Rex retorted.
“With how much you talk about enjoying Trevor’s cock, I thought you’d be getting more action than!” Devon replied.
“Oh, I get lots of action! Trevor’s fun to play with, but you should see what Simon’s working with! I can spend all afternoon scaling those slopes and still not reach the summit!” Rex said excitedly.
“Jesus… all you think about is dicks!” Devon scoffed.
“Yeah? So, what’s new? Seriously, though, you’re missing out. I bet if you ask him, he’d whip it out and show you. It’s even bigger than you are!” Rex said.
“… fuck… is it really that big…?” Devon murmured.
“Yeah! It’s a solid foot of fat cock! What are you now? Six? Seven inches!?” Rex asked.
“I’m not that small!” Devon protested. Devon was about to counter with something more, but truth be told, he wasn’t sure how small he was. Sure, he had been measured when getting fitted for clothes, but he always intentionally ignored the rulers being placed next to him. Being placed beside a simple household ruler was a surreal experience in and of itself, but held in place by a giant hand while they scratched notes on a sheet of paper he was lying atop was a new degree of mortifying. Still… Devon was sure that he was over seven inches… at least he hoped he was… he dreaded finding what his actual height was. He hoped that he was eight inches, but he knew that that was wishful thinking. Still… seven inches is pretty good, right? That’s bigger than most dude’s dicks! But… not as big as his own dick used to be. It was so strange to think that his whole body was now smaller than just his cock used to be.
Devon’s silent introspection was derailed by the sound of laughter. One voice was echoing in his ear canal, but the other was coming from down by his feet. Devon glanced down to see Trevor doubled over with laughter.
Trevor’s rudimentary garments were not doing a good job of covering all the saucy bits. Devon could catch a glimpse of a bit of balls as well as Trevor’s tiny taint and the underside of Trevor’s ass cheeks. Despite how embarrassed Devon was still feeling, he couldn’t deny how good Trevor looked. Trevor had always been buff, and shrinking had done little to diminish his physique. Trevor may now be shy of two inches tall, but the dude was yoked.
“Haha… sorry… I’m honestly surprised it took Rex that long to start talking about Simon’s dick,” Trevor said when he finally stopped laughing hard enough to talk.
“He really is incorrigible,” Devon said with a sigh.
“Yeah, but that’s why we like him,” Trevor replied.
“I guess,” Devon scoffed.
“To know me is to love me!” Came the voice from inside Devon’s ear.
Devon grabbed the bridge of his nose and shook his head, but almost immediately he stopped when he heard Rex shouting.
“W-woah!” came the cry from inside Devon’s ear. “Warn me next time! I barely had time to grab onto a hair!” Rex protested.
“Uh… sorry…” Devon murmured.
It was hard to believe that as small as Devon was, Rex was so much tinier that even just Devon shaking his head was enough to send Rex toppling ass over ears.
Devon briefly recalled the last time he and Rex had fooled around. The two of them had ducked into the supply closet in the chem lab. Rex had gone ankles to ears and Devon pounded his ass like a man possessed.
It had felt fantastic – far better than using his hand. Far better, even, than using a fleshlight. There was something amazing about feeling another guy’s ass clenching his dick. Sadly, it was something he’d never feel again. There was no one else out there close to his size. The closest person to Devon’s size was his lab partner that day, and Devon wasn’t that desperate.
“So, how much of that convo did you hear?” Devon asked, once again turning his attention towards Trevor.
“Just your part, but Rex has a one-track mind. It’s easy to fill in the blanks,” Trevor explained.
“No doubt…” Devon replied.
“And… it was kind of obvious what he was talking about…” Trevor said.
Devon glanced down at his smaller friend and cocked an eyebrow questioningly. Trevor silently gave a nodding gesture towards Devon’s crotch in response.
Devon glanced down and gasped. The tent in his pants was painfully obvious. Even had his dick not been so big, the wet splotch that had formed atop the bulge would have given him away.
Devon instinctively plopped his ass down on the tabletop and shoved his hands over his crotch to hide his shame, and as Devon did so, he could hear the sound of a faint voice in his ear shouting, “fuuuuuuccckkk!” Devon could actually feel Rex land with a light thud inside his ear canal.
“A little warning!” Rex cried.
“Oh, shut up. You’re fine,” Devon grumbled.
“I know! I’m fine as fuck, but I still enjoy hearing it!” Rex sassed back.
“I’m so sorry,” Devon said to Trevor.
“Why? It’s natural, and I was enjoying the view from down here,” Trevor said with a laugh.
“You’ve been spending too much time with Rex,” Devon said.
“Or maybe you’ve been spending not enough,” Trevor and Rex said in near perfect unison.
“Jesus fucking christ…” Devon moaned as he rubbed his temples.
“Either way. I’d gladly help you out with that,” Trevor said.
“Wait. You mean… Actually… dammit…” Devon muttered. He went through like eighteen different emotions in the span of five words. Devon didn’t want to admit it out loud, but he hadn’t gotten off in ages. It was hard to get the time and the tranquility he required when his pen had a baby monitor the size of a big screen TV in it. There was no telling when his mom would choose to chime in. The last thing he wanted was for her to see him choking the chicken. Add onto that the fact that Rex was constantly sexting him, Devon had been blue balled for weeks. To make matters worse, he now had a nearly naked, incredibly hot guy hanging out with him, and a fully naked, equally hot guy whispering sultry nothings into his very ear canal!
Devon refused to admit it, but seeing how much smaller Trevor was than him was exciting, and seeing how absolutely tiny Rex had become was its own flavor of fascinating. Rex had suggested all kinds of crazy acts the two of them could try when they finally met face to face, and try as he might, Devon could not get those acts out of his mind. Rex had the uncanny ability to get Devon to consider new things, and the even more amazing ability to get Devon to actually try them! Devon had no doubt in his mind that Trevor and Rex could do amazing things to his dick, and part of him wanted to disrobe and let them do it right now… however, Devon was less keen on doing so with an audience. Ashton seemed nice but was still very much an unknown quantity in this equation.
It was at this point that Simon walked back into the room with a tray of pizza. He had had enough sense to slice the pizza and move it off of the sheet it had been cooked on, but it was still very hot. A fact that Simon quickly announced to all four of the guys hanging out in his front room.
“So, what do you think?” Simon asked as he handed Ashton a plate.
“It looks good. Did you make it yourself?” Ashton asked.
“It’s just a storebought. I was asking about the guys,” Simon said with a laugh.
“Oh. Well. I don’t know what to say. I’ve just been watching them this whole time and trying to wrap my head around it all,” Ashton replied.
Simon sat down next the Ashton on the couch and said, “It can be a bit of a shock.”
“I guess it’s weird for me to be saying something. It’s not my life,” Ashton said.
Simon shrugged and said, “It’s not not your life.”
Ashton turned and gave him a quizzical glance.
“What’s that look about? You’re talking like this doesn’t affect you at all, but you’re here. You didn’t have to help Devon. You didn’t even have to acknowledge that you saw him. It’d be so easy to just pretend nothing happened,” Simon said.
“I couldn’t do that. There’s too many ways things could have broken bad,” Ashton said.
“Yeah. It’s easy to forget since Trevor is so outgoing and puts on a brave face, but it’s scary for someone of his size. That’s why it’s good that they have people like us looking out for them,” Simon said.
Ashton rolled his eyes. “I don’t have it in me to be someone’s keeper,” he said.
“Good,” Simon said flatly.
Ashton was once again taken aback. He shot Simon another quizzical look.
“They’re people, not pets. You don’t keep them,” Simon explained.
Ashton gave an annoyed grunt. “That’s not what I meant,” he said.
“But that’s what you said,” Simon replied.
Ashton gave Simon another incredulous look. His eye twitched slightly with annoyance.
“That’s what we call a micro-aggression,” Simon said.
There was an awkward pause as Ashton took in what Simon had just said. Eventually he managed to say something in response. “Was… that a joke?” He asked.
“Yep,” Simon said.
“Was all of that just a lead up to a punchline?” Ashton asked.
Simon gave an iffy hand wiggle and said, “Eh. Little of column a, little of column b. I meant most of what I said, though. They are people and they do need more help than they let on… but I suppose that can be said about everyone.”
Ashton gave a soft chuckle. “I didn’t expect a philosophy lesson when I came here today,” he said.
“Not philosophy. Just courtesy,” Simon said.
“Either way, I’m still trying to take it all in,” Ashton said.
“Well. You’ll have plenty of time to do so… if you’re interested in hanging around some more,” Simon said.
“With you?” Ashton asked.
“With me. With Trevor. With Devon. Mostly Devon. He really needs more friends… and… I’ll be honest with you… I’ve been a bit nosey today because I wanted to get a feel for what kind of guy you are,” Simon said.
Ashton chuckled. “I did get a kind of overprotective parent vibe from you,” he said.
Simon leaned in and furrowed his brow and in a deep, grumpy voice he said, “what are your plans with my daughter?”
The two of them shared a laugh at this. Ashton soon chimed in with, “Your son calls me daddy too.”
Simon had almost recovered from his previous bout of giggling, but Ashton’s response made him laugh even harder than before. Simon’s laughter was so infectious that even Ashton let out a little chuckle. Their laughter was so loud that it even distracted the three guys on the table from their antics. Trevor glanced up to see what the commotion was. Devon, meanwhile, was glad to have the attention drawn away from him and his boner if even for a moment.
After a moment, Simon’s laughter began to die down. Simon took a second to catch his breath and then began to speak once more. “Yeah, but on the subject of over-protective parents, Devon’s mom is a real Piece of Work. Like, an absolute See You Next Tuesday,” Simon said and rolled his eyes.
“The way you say it, I’m amazed she let him out alone,” Ashton said.
Simon snuck a quick glance over at the table. When he was sure that Devon wasn’t watching he nodded to Ashton, tapped the back of his wrist where a watch would be, and then nodded towards Devon. Ashton followed Simon’s gesture and noticed the device on Devon’s wrist. It was a small device by normal standards, but on Devon’s tiny arm it looked like the kind of oversized doohickey you’d see in a 90s Saturday morning cartoon.
“Tracker” Simon mouthed silently.
Ashton grimaced. The mere thought of having to wear a tracking device disgusted him. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be monitored everywhere he went.
“Maybe I should have a word with her,” He grumbled.
“Don’t. You’ll just make things harder on him. It took us this long just to get him permission to leave his neighborhood,” Simon said.
Ashton grumbled again. “I hate not being able to do anything,” he said.
“I’m surprised you even care. Didn’t you two just meet?” Simon asked.
“Should I not?” Ashton scoffed.
“That was supposed to be a compliment. Few people would care enough to help a stranger and even fewer would stick around to make sure everything worked out,” Simon said.
“You’re the one who told me to stay!” Ashton replied indignantly.
“Yeah, but you didn’t have to,” Simon said.
Ashton narrowed his eyes. His expression was somewhere between glaring angrily and curiously appraising the guy he had just met. “I really cannot tell if I should like you or punch you,” Ashton said.
“I get that a lot,” Simon replied.
Ashton wanted to counter with something, but he couldn’t formulate anything to say. Simon was an infuriating combo of both incredibly sweet and thoughtful while also being sly and calculating in his comments. Ashton had picked up early on that Simon was testing him, but Ashton was now realizing that the testing had never stopped. Ashton suddenly felt like he was under the microscope, which was ironic considering that there were a couple of guys near him that would both fit in the palm of his hand.
Ashton just sat there and glared skeptically at Simon. Simon flashed him a smirk that was both friendly and taunting. There was a brief moment where the two of them silently acknowledged that they each knew that the other knew that this was a mental chess game, but before the silence could get awkward, Simon hopped up from the couch and said, “food’s getting cold. Eat up!”
After that, the conversation was pretty tame. Ashton and Simon munched on pizza and discussed general life events such as what they were studying and how close they were to graduating. The conversation occasionally returned to Trevor and Devon and what it was like living with little guys like them.
As they ate, Ashton had half a mind to make a quip about the pizza. It was by far the thinnest crust he had ever encountered. It was nearly paper thin, but before he said anything, he noticed that Devon and Trevor were also eating. Devon had pulled off a chunk from the tip of a slice of pizza. It was nearly the perfect size for him. Trevor, meanwhile, was chomping into a pizza crumb which appeared to be the size of a slice of birthday cake in his tiny hands.
Ashton shot another quick glance at Simon. Simon was sitting back with a slice of his own and was contentedly watching his friends enjoy themselves. Simon had clearly thought this through. Ashton couldn’t help but smirk. This was a guy he could learn to like.
Eventually, the pizza was consumed and, with the help of Trevor’s speaker, the group had managed to have some conversations and just enjoy hanging out as a group of friends. The vibe was so mellow that it was almost possible to forget the size disparity… almost.
Still, it didn’t last long. Eventually, Trevor’s phone began to buzz, and the flurry of messages made it clear that Devon was expected home.
“Tell her to let you stay!” Trevor cried.
“Fuck no. I was lucky enough to get her to agree to this today. I have to prove to her that there’s no need to worry or she’ll never let me out again!” Devon replied.
“This blows!” Trevor grumbled.
“We all agreed to the curfew,” Simon replied.
“It still sucks!” Trevor whined.
“It does, but I’m still glad I got to come today,” Devon said.
“We’ll have to do it again soon,” Simon said.
“Definitely!” Devon said.
Simon began to get up. “Let me grab my jacket,” he said, but Ashton motioned for him to stop.
“I can take him home,” Ashton said.
Simon narrowed his eyes at Ashton in a silent, almost imperceptible warning.
“I won’t start any shit when I get there!” Ashton protested.
“If you say so…” Simon replied.
“You don’t mind?” Devon asked excitedly.
“Not at all. It’s sort of on my way, anyway,” Ashton replied.
“Great. Well then, go ahead and text her back, Trev,” Simon said.
“Sure thing!” Trevor announced with a playful salute.
Simon turned and held his hand out to shake Ashton’s hand. “Hey. It was nice meeting you. Feel free to call me anytime if you need something,” Simon said.
As the two of them shook hands, Simon gave Ashton’s hand a tighter squeeze for a split second. His eyes gave a quick glance towards Devon. There was an implied “look after him” that Ashton quickly picked up on. Ashton returned the squeeze and nodded.
Ashton knelt down beside the table and held his hand out for Devon to climb aboard, but before Devon could hop on, Trevor shouted, “Wait! You still have Rex!”
Ashton and Devon both glanced over towards the phone that Trevor was standing atop.
“Rex?” Ashton asked.
“Of, fuck!” Devon sputtered.
Ashton watched in awe as Devon reached up and held his fingertip to his ear almost as if he was about to go digging for earwax, but rather than shoving his fingertip in, he just held it there for a moment. As Ashton watched curiously, he became aware of an almost imperceptibly tiny form hopping out of Devon’s ear and onto Devon’s fingertip.
Ashton had heard that there were a few people in the lab that day who had been reduced to microscopic sizes, but he had never considered what that might mean until today.
Devon turned and knelt down to hand off his passenger to Trevor and said, “He’d been in there so long, I started to forget that it wasn’t just my conscience that I was hearing.”
“You must have a filthy conscience,” Trevor said.
“Look, I haven’t even been able to jerk it in ages,” Devon said.
“Next time you stop by, we’ll have to help you with that!” Trevor teased.
Devon’s face immediately turned several shades redder. “I- But- S-shut up!” He sputtered.
Trevor was too busy laughing to say a proper goodbye, and from the looks of the spec in the palm of his hand, Rex found the exchange to be equally hilarious. Devon turned with a huff and stomped across the table towards where Ashton was still waiting. As he made his way, Devon tried his best to regain his composure… and to hide the tent in his pants.
Ashton hoisted Devon up onto his shoulder and asked, “You ready?”
“As close to ready as I can be,” Devon replied.
The pair gave a wave goodbye and made their way towards the door. Devon was a bit bummed that the night was over, but he was already excited for the next one!
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TWST BUT ITS MY STONER HCS FOR THEM I GUESS
guys I don’t know how to make the text a diff color how do I do that. NVM I FIFURED IT OUT
Anyways um my hcs for twst gang on whether or not they smoke b. C I’m high rn & I want to
HEARTSLABYUL
Riddle: u look me in the eye & tell me he hasn’t tried taking a hit at least once. He broke the rules like once when he was younger he’s definitely done it again. Trey & Chenya offered him a hit once btw I was there. I think it was just a one time thing for him tho, he did it once & decided he didn’t like it so he hasn’t done it since
Ace: not a stoner and has not smoked before, but deffo wants to. If u asked him to join a sesh he’d be like hell yeah & then be internally shitting himself bc it’s his first time smoking. Gets the munchies when he’s high (bro would luv Taco Bell btw)
Deuce: somehow I think he hasn’t yet. wants to try it but also a lil nervous abt it idk. would only smoke with ppl hes totally comfy with (ace, yuu, u get it)
Cater: trying to fight off the demons telling me he’d be a stoner but like. I just feel like he Could be ynk. Actually. I think he’s the type to only have hit pens before. I think he has a pen. Bro probably suddenly panics and pats down all his pockets going “where’s my pen”. I mean this in the most endearing way I luv him okay
Trey: also fighting off the demons telling me he’d be a stoner. I thinkkkk……I think he would not be a stoner but he’d be so chill w someone being like do u wanna join a sesh. I think he’s used to chenya smoking so he’d be so good at babysitting anyone who needs to be watched if they get a lil too high ynk. the big brother instinct kicks in & he’s like “okay you need to Sit down” (and sat I will be🫡)
SAVANACLAW
Leona: oh man. Oh man. Leona’s a stoner & I know bc I smoke w him btw. it just feels right ynk idk I just think he needs Smthn to keep him sane at that school and I just think part of it is weed. He shares w ruggie sometimes bc they’re actually bestest friends in the whole wide world obvi.
Ruggie: I think he picks up for whenever leona buys another ounce. He’s like walking thru the halls of nrc w an ounce on him & if anyone asks him abt it he’s just like haha idk what u mean. really only smokes w leona but will always say yes to a sesh if he’s invited. Deffo gets munchies & cooks up some banger meals for him & whoever he’s with. Coughs like a mf tho. He’ll be like choking so bad & leona has to be like “r u good”.
Jack: no. He’d just side eye someone if he smells weed on them. The way dogs do ynk. That’s all
OCTAVINELLE
Azul: no 1 azul hater tries to make hc for azul that doesn’t include being mean to him challenge. Level impossible. um . He um . I think no, he definitely watches the tweels get high & goes what the hell.freaks. but I don’t think he’s ever rlly felt compelled to smoke anyways
Jade: o ya. Ya. Hes so a stoner. I do think he prefers shrooms & grows his own but he enjoys getting high from anything natural 🫶
Floyd: u look me in the eye & tell me this freak isn’t a stoner. He’s probably stoned more days than not esp during class idfk. He gets rlly quiet if he gets high enough tho. He just has many thoughts.
SCARABIA
Kalim: another one I’m split on idk. I rlly think it could go either way. Ummmmm ok he smokes occasionally & gets a lil paranoid whenever he’s high enough but knows how to just 🤫 sit quietly with his thoughts and talk himself thru it
Jamil: stoner. Same reasons as leona I think, he just needs smthn to decompress sometimes. will NOT smoke w kalim bc he feels the need to babysit him always. Probably smokes every night after kalims asleep just so he doesn’t have to worry abt anything 🙏
POMEFIORE
Vil: not a stoner but will occasionally smoke. weed has health benefits but the actual smoke will fuck up his vocal chords if he does it enough so he only does it sometimes 🤫
Rook: no. As much as I want to say yes I feel like he’s enough of a freak to enjoy being sober all the time ynk. He’s probably like *french accent* “augh non✨smouqing marajuanna will dull my senses✨I preghfer to stay aleghrt and awaghre at aull times” idk
Epel: oh this kid has been smoking since middle school for sure. He’s made an apple into a pipe once. Doesn’t smoke as much as like leona or jamil but he’s definitely up there. Vil isn’t super fond of the smell of weed so he has to sneak around outside to do anything (unless vil joins).
IGNIHYDE
Idia: this man has never touched weed in his life. He starts getting paranoid before his first hit. I don’t have much to say abt him I don’t know. Oh I do feel like he’s done acid tho?? Idk. He gets nervous abt weed but he just kinda popped a tab once & went on a journey & was fine abt it.
Ortho: um nuh uh. Can he um….would he even be able to….like..inhale…………..sry um anyways. He is not allowed to do drugs anyways
DIASOMNIA
Malleus: He’s gotten high before but he got so paranoid & then hungry & then he passed out for 12 hours so he’s not fond of it. I think if yuu asked him to join a sesh he’d agree tho. He’d be like “haha. Childof man. Of course I will smoke with you. And nothing bad will happen.”
Lilia: HELLLL YEAH HES A STONER. Oh he’s sooo a stoner he knows his shit too he has like five different strains & he’s like do u want this one or this one or this one. Is so so good at taking care of ppl too. Has been thru it all so🫶would be very good to smoke w if it’s ur first time. Also very big advocate for no peer pressuring. Always makes sure everyone’s comfy & not freaking out.
Silver: not a stoner definitely but he’s probably smoked like once or twice. Probably takes the best naps after. But took a bong rip once & did not have a good time. Too much too fast. The room was spinning & he had to lay down.
Sebek: so not a stoner but has smoked one(1) time when mal did. he got so quiet & in his head & ppl kept being like “😟are u okay” bc he wasn’t yelling. Lilia was good abt checking in on him. He was fine he just had so so many thoughts in his brain.
Ok that’s all ty 4 reading🤞🤞
Anyways remember if ur gonna be under the influence of anything 2 stay safe, stay smart, & if soemone tried to peer pressure u into anything then bite them rlly hard🫶
#oh god#I DONT ACTUALLY HATE AZUL HES JUSY FUN TO MAKE FUN OF OKAY#sry abt the horrid french accent I typed in btw#anyways#this is very much just me rambling also sry if they r bad#do we think the profs smoke#idk#I think I’m funny#twst#oh my goddd I am Not tagging each individual name sorry gang#heartslabyul#savanaclaw#octavinelle#scarabia#pomefiore#ignihyde#diasomnia#hcs#twst hcs#twisted wonderland
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Two-For-One Disability Month Special: Undertale Oneshots
Happy Disability Month guys! Don't forget that July is Disability Month by the way. I have lots of headcanons for Disabilities in UT/DR so I *may* post more of these unless I get too distracted. LMao. Enjoy the stories!
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Part One: ASL Discussion with Frisk
“We shall have to discuss this properly, but in exchange for magic, we can probably promise to supply you with basic protection and rights,” one of the State Leaders was telling Asgore as the two of them busily chatted about integrating monsterkind in with humanity. Frisk knew humanity had suffered a lot recently, with plague, failing crops, and rebellions. The chance to fix some things up using magic wasn’t something they would want to miss out on.
Meanwhile Papyrus was gazing at Frisk curiously. “HUMAN…I CAN’T HELP BUT NOTICE THAT THIS HUMAN DOES NOT TAKE PAUSES WHILE SPEAKING.”
Frisk was a bit surprised. “Yeah,” they said. “I have–a stutt–er.”
“OH! THAT–REALLY EXPLAINS EVERYTHING!” put in Papyrus, looking a tad embarrassed.
“Huh. You were so quiet, I never really noticed,” commented Undyne.
Toriel smiled down at Frisk. “My child, do you know sign language?”
Frisk frowned and shook their head. “I always–wanted–to learn–but I–never found–any–one–who–could teach–me.”
“Human sign language may have changed since I found that book in Waterfall, and I’m sure monster sign, which originated from human sign, will have developed some accent differences…” Toriel began speculating, sounding like an excited teacher taking on a new project.
“Accents?” asked Frisk, curious.
“Yes! Different places have many differents sign language accents and accessories. Quite charming, is it not?” Toriel grinned. “Sign language is also much like a different language. There is a difference in sentence structures to English. Did you know, when referring to an event that happened, you will use the front of your body as a timeline? If you put your hand close to you, it happened in the past. Far in front of you, will happen in the future. And in the middle, something that is happening.”
“Wow–! I–didn’t–know that–sign was–so diff–erent!” This was interesting.
“Human sign?” Alphys had been listening to this conversation with interest. “Maybe I could learn!”
“You know what?! LET’S ALL LEARN!” shouted Undyne excitedly. “Frisk freaking freed our civilization! (While we were all trying to kill them.) The least we could do is learn sign so they aren’t constantly struggling to make a single SENTENCE!”
Frisk hopped up and down. “Yes yes–yes yes–yes yes–YES!”
“SANS?” put in Papyrus.
Sans was watching Frisk’s fun with amusement.
“DO NOT BE A LAZYBONES! YOU HAVE TO LEARN WITH US! IT WILL BE FUN!!! BESIDES…IF YOU WILL NOT, YOU KNOW I CAN PICK YOU UP AND CARRY YOU TO LESSONS! NYEH HEH HEH!!!”
“sure,” agreed Sans easily. “i’ll learn it.” He winked at Frisk. Frisk gave him fingers-guns in return.
“Is that human sign?” asked Toriel, forgetting that Frisk couldn’t sign in her sudden distress. “Oh dear, I must be further behind than I thought…”
“No,” stated Frisk while the entire group erupted with laughter. Except Asgore, who looked over curiously and, when Undyne explained the situation, seemed just as confused as Toriel.
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Part Two: Crutch-User Chara
Asriel glanced at Frisk, who seemed unconcerned, swinging their legs back and forth. It was all fine for them, thought Asriel. They had raised the dead before–him. But humans seemed so much more complicated than monsters. Chara had fallen to the ground, legs unable to support them, briefly after getting their body back.
A nurse hurried down the hall and approached the siblings. “Are you Frisk and Asriel Dreemurr?”
“Yes!” exclaimed Asriel, jumping up with an energy that surprised even himself. “Is Chara okay?”
The nurse smiled. “She–whoops, they are fine. However, their legs get worn out very easily. They’ll be using either crutches or a wheelchair most of the time.”
Asriel nodded, anxiety pricking his heart for his best friend. Chara had always loved gymnastics, and pulling off stunts of physical derring-do. Would Chara be upset they couldn’t move anymore?
“Would you like to visit them, children?”
“YES!” gasped Asriel instantly, as Frisk nodded excitedly.
“All right, I can take you to their room.” The nurse took Asriel and Frisk’s hands and companionably walked them down the hall, in the elevator (letting Frisk press the button), and down another hall and did these halls ever end? Asriel wasn’t usually an impatient person, but he really wanted to get to Chara, soon.
The nurse knocked. “Come in!” called Asgore.
Asriel tapped his foot while the nurse spent what was only a few seconds that felt like hours searching her keychain for the correct key before unlocking and opening the door. Frisk and Asriel burst in.
Chara glanced at them. “Hi guyssss!” they shouted enthusiastically. They didn’t seem particularly put off by their crutches, and were swinging themself around the hospital room at an alarming rate, dodging furniture by a hair's breadth and always one step ahead from Asgore, who was trying to catch them.
“Chara, please stop!” begged Asgore. “You’re too fast for me to catch and I fought in a war!”
Chara cackled as they swung themself around the hospital table and got knocked over.
Asgore squealed and situated Chara back up on their crutches. Chara wasn’t put off by the failure and went right back to running.
“No more!” ordered Toriel in her firm voice, so Chara rolled their eyes, stopped, and then grinned at Asriel and Frisk. “Frisk! Azzy! Look at these things! I think I might be moving even faster than before I got them!”
Frisk clapped their hands in enthusiasm. “Cool!” commented Asriel as Chara started running again.
Toriel and Asgore cornered Chara while Toriel picked the human child up and said “When I said no more of that, I meant it.” But she was smiling so hard. Everyone could tell she was ecstatic at Chara’s return.
Asriel found himself giggling. He had forgotten how…fun Chara was. Humorous, zealous, energized, and so full of life. As a flower, he had forgotten all that and idolized Chara, erasing their real self. Chara hadn’t been Chara, Chara had been the voice inside of Asriel’s head he used to judge himself. And of course he would have to sit Chara down and make sure they knew that murder was bad, manipulation was bad, but…
Asriel smiled as Toriel and Chara started exchanging leg puns. This was a good day.
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happy thursday hoes. time for some law and some order
Well fuck…what an opening..
“but there are definitely still traces of blood” girl… that hammer is COATED wtf…
I would like to point out that the way Kate runs her squad is the legit way that squads run. The CO (whether it be captain, lieutenant or sarge) is gonna stay in the office, they’re piled up with paperwork, the brass, putting out fires, they’re not out in the field…. Like svu. Ugh. I’m already not prepared for svu tonight, I’ve been watching through velasco’s eps and his older seasons were so good, esp compared to this year…
So we’re really doing this Ukraine surrogate/adoption plot line again, hey?
(I mean it is slightly different so far but like, it’s the same idea, right lol)
Samantha crushing it in the wardrobe dept as per usual
I like this new DA so much more than mccoy. Sorry not sorry.
I haven’t been paying too much attention to what’s going on (surprise) BUT, wtf does this case have to do with the grand jury that was taking place at the beg of the ep? With the girl all “he doesn’t know I’m here, right?” like, that girl was the murder vic? Or am I on crack? What is the connection?!
Uugggh… saaaammm my baby just needs a HUUUGGG
Okay, im actively not watching Toronto, see ya in an hour for svu.
Starting off with some personal, at home comfort. This is what we’ve been asking for forever (now give us rollisi at home pls).
OHHH GOD WHY ARE WE ALREADY BACK TO THE MADDIE SHIT FFS.
“I googled you”
Oh booooyyy are we in for it now. HOW MUCH DOES NOAH KNOW?! CAUSE LORD KNOWS HE PROBABLY FELL DOWN A PIT OF NEWS ARTICLES.
NO
WHY
WE DO NOT NEED TO BRING WL BACK TO THIS SHIT LET US HAVE SOME PEACE PLS.
Okay so we finally did get noah discovering where he came from. Woof.
Olivia kinda sucks at parenting sometimes. Like… he’s a kid, he’s an *adopted* kid who already knows about gramma Sheila and ellie… he’s gonna be curious, he’s gonna wonder, also what kid HASN’T snooped through their parents private things? Like yeah it’s not ideal… it’d be best for him to ask you a question and you slowly reveal into things or whatever but we all know she just would’ve shut him down right away anyways.
Lowkey love those heart lights in noahs room, ngl.
I’m not gonna lie. If it was olivia I’d be more concerned about him knowing/reading about William lewis and all the shit that went down than finding out johnny d was his dad…
You know what I think? I think this would be a great time to call you bestie amanda and have her over for a bottle of wine while you talk this through and see what jessie knows about her dad/how amanda’s gonna approach that. Also like, does billie just think sonny’s her dad or does she know? LOL. But will that happen? Obviously not.
Okay you know what, carisi is the second best bet so I’ll take this.
Olivia really needs to catch a fucking break
Carisi you sit like a whore. But we already knew that.
Is there not a way to trace this call? Or like, I know the phone is about to die but like…find my iphone even works on dead phones…use the stepmoms phone rn to find out where she is. Easy fix. Use your brains.
Man… parents on these shows are always so fucking trusting of their kids and they think they know everything about them. Like...what world are we living in?
Awweeee lil carisi back in cop mode!
Girl… you barely looked in that one, that’s not clear
Me: where do I know this actor playing the step mom from?
Checks imbd: ah. She’s been on svu as a diff character before. Of course.
We love a good parent who immediately offers up all their money to pay ransom of their kids bff with no question.
I swear to god it wasn’t raining 5 seconds ago.. I get that these are likely filmed on diff days but that really came outta nowhere
Olivia’s drenched and velasco’s barely wet… wtf lol
Oh god she’s really about to go feral isn’t she? Like, even velasco’s nervous af.
That’s exactly what I knew he was gonna say. Like, liv should’ve just said she was dead.
Okay what about the other three perps? Where are they?
JESUS FUCK. Velasco… be mean to me. yell at me.. degrade me. jfc.
Okay I love that when she told Velasco to put the perp in her car he was all “uh… that a good idea boss?” kinda unsure thing but as soon as she started going feral he was just all “yup. Okay. I know how to do this.” And was totally on board. That’s my boi
“youre lucky im not in IAB anymore” damn right bitch.
That’s a cozy ass looking sweater liv has on and I want it
He already knows about ellie…why are we starting there?
I can’t wait until this conversation sparks a “hey… can we go see grama Sheila? Is she still sick?” and liv THEN has to explain that gramma Sheila is in fact in JAIL because she kidnapped him
Okay… that episode was honestly really good. It was a nice balance of the at home/personal lives and the case.
OC time.
Pls god have a last time on cause I do not remember what was happening… baby bro joe was doing heroine? That’s all I remember
Is this his apartment or elliots apt? it looks similar but also I like it better lol.
Bernie is a blessing to this show.
Elliot all “an intervention?” as if they didn’t host one for him like two years ago?
Also I JUST watched the ep with Muncy’s brother this week and that actor is baby boy joe stabler so this is throwing me off.
Is this an apt or a hotel? CAUSE ITS GORGEOUS!! HOW TF ARE THESE STABLER MEN AFFORDING THIS SHIT IN NYC?!
“we don’t do that…” jet. Another fucking legend on this show
SO glad Bell’s back.
Clearly im not paying attention to this ep in case anyone’s wondering (and yes, it is because it’s a stabler ep…)
Leave it to stabler to be there less than 5 mins before beating someone
OH MY GODDDDD BELL LOOKS SO FUCKING GOOD IN THAT BLUE SHIRT
Thank god bell had bobby with her cause homegirl had a cane last week, there’d be no way she should be on a foot chase rn. Lol
Omg jet and bobby UC yet AGAIN. I fucking love it.
Jet being absolutely the person that likely annoys the hell outta her, love that.
#law and order svu#svu#law and order#law and order special victims unit#law and order spoilers#spoilers#svu spoilers#law and order organized crime
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Hey, I hear you’re out of ideas 😏😏😏
What ab a Sodapop x reader (or pony or Darry ig cuz they live in the same house) with a girl next door kinda trope ??
Like she just moved next door and theres immediate chemistry 💪 or yknow, whatever you want ur the writer LMAO
You can do headcanons if you want (I very much like ur other hcs😎) or write it however way you wnat
or don’t, ur choice LMAOO
Omg I literally love you. bc I was just on the brink of death and you just saved me. I will DEFINITELY ask that for you. I’ll do sodapop first then pony and Darry you’ll get 3 diff versions?? MAYBE THO ofc they won’t be on the same page but still. Maybe I’ll do a Dallas one too but buck will have to make a room for you too bc yk..yeah anyway I hope you like it and PLEASE private message me bc I LOVE your energy but tell me that your the one that made this request so I know it’s you. <3 and PLEASE I want to hear more requests from you.
Sodapop x next door! Reader (before and when you are dating) ❤️
So basically, you moved in and he was like ‘who da fuq is movin in?’ In his head LMFAO
He ignored it, thinkin it wasn’t important.
Then he saw you through your window..
He looked at you for a little.
Not wanting to be creepy tho but he still couldn’t help looking at you.
He saw you outside when he was at the park, dude..he’s still a teenager yall think he not gon play on that swing set? Think again.(LMFAOOO)
Chile anyway. You were 2 swings down from him.
And he would look at you and look away when you would look at him.
You decided to make a small convo.
“..uh my name is y/n. I just moved here 2 days ago.”
He was kinda shocked that you said something to him.
“I know. I saw the moving truck outside. You’re my neighbor. I’m sodapop.” He said with a smile. (His smile ahgdjsnsh)
“That’s a cool name.”
“Thanks I like your name too.”
Y’all ended up playing tag (STOP! I DONT LIKE THIS GAME! 💀)
This is the best he has felt in a while since sandy left.
Y’all ended up being friends, talking about anything, playing at the park.
The park was y’all’s daily thing.
Especially at night. (Idk why but parks just hit diff especially when your friends are there lol)
You would notice him blush when you looked at him.
Best believe that y’all write on paper and tape it to y’all’s windows. (Yes. I used to like Taylor swift when I was 10 leave me alone)
If you go to school he would wake up just to say bye to you before you left.
And would wait for you to come back the whole time.
You almost made him want to go back to school. LMFAO.
And if you don’t go to school you will go to the DX with him and hang out with him while he works on cars or at the counter.
Y’all laugh so hard when y’all are at the park and at the DX..y’all almost got in trouble once lmfao.
Y’all talk about LITERALLY anything.
The boys catching on to his act and realizing that he likes you. Aw cute.
He finally tells you that he likes you.
Y’all are at the park laying in the grass.
And you say “Hey you know I like hanging out with you..”
He looks at you and says “and I like you.”
He realized what he said and looked away while blushing.
You didn’t know what he meant by that.
And you didn’t want to just assume that he had a crush on you so you asked.
“In what way?”
He looked at you and smiled.
“More than a friend. I’m in love with you and I understand if you don’t feel the same wa-“
You cut him off with a kiss. AHH so cute!!
“Is that a yes?”
“Soda..be fuckin for real.(LMFAO) Of course it’s a yes I just kissed you dummy.”
He sneaks into your bedroom through your window and cuddles with you.
Constant “I love you’s” from him.
The gang loves you.
You hang out with them all the time.
They just hope you’re not like Sandy.
You prove them wrong when they find you two in his room play fighting and giggling and kissing back and forth. And when they hear “I love you” wars.
They know your not like her. Duh. We ain’t fake.
Sodapop loves you with his whole heart.
This boy has so much love for you that when your away from him he actually cries.
The boys try to comfort him but if they ain’t you they can see theirselves out. There’s 👉the door 🚪.
When you come back the boy literally make you catch him and kisses you all over your face.
He is such a sweetheart please take care of him. He loves you so much. <3
#dallas winston headcanons#dallas winston x reader#sodapop headcanons#johnny cade#johnny cade headcanons#johnny cade x reader#sodapop x reader#ponyboy curtis#ponyboy headcanons#ponyboy x reader
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why am i so firm about discussing casual homophobia lately and why am i so passionate about it and bi vs gay mike discourse and why is the discussion of the past few days important? (if ur gonna read any of my discourse posts read this one)
em do not start talking about peoples’ biases towards gay men and how the idea that homosexuality is rooted in gender presentation/in the way that one presents oneself also ties into transphobia and defining gayness around a set of standards beyond literally other than “what gender people are attracted to/a gay dude for example being into dudes but not into girls” is a slippery slope towards bigotry and erasure because it not only cements the idea that there is a “right way,” to be gay, but also reinforces the ideas found in books like “a parent’s guide to preventing homosexuality,” where things like “wanting to look and act like the opposite sex,” and “always having playmates of the opposite sex,” and “sensitivity and a focus on colourful clothes for boys and coldness and a focus on monotone clothes for girls,” are used as “traits of homosexuality”/are the framework through which homosexuality is defined, and “attraction to the same sex/same gender/anything like that” is not mentioned even ONCE in the book, it has been ENTIRELY REMOVED from the definition of homosexuality in that book. which then aligns with terf rhetoric because then, by THAT definition of homosexuality (a definition that actually aligns far more with trans kids/when gender identity than with sexuality), terfs can claim that trans kids and trans people as a whole aren’t actually trans and rather are actually homosexuals brainwashed to be trans/pretending to be trans because they’re afraid of getting homophobic backlash for being a cis gay (because they’re defining gayness outside of attraction & defining it around presentation, especially gender presentation and using the definition for transness as the definition for gayness) which is then used to demonize and endanger trans people and deny them their legal rights/completely roll back the existence of those rights, let alone deny people access to existing rights.
(this ramble isn’t even rlly sparked by the bi vs gay mike discourse although it’s a larger idea that applies to that discussion in smaller ways. this one is bc I have been watching caelan conrad videos again and one of the vids mentioned “a parent’s guide to preventing homosexuality” and that sent me down a rabbithole abt defining homosexuality and defining being trans and transphobic talking points and the diff between cis queer transphobes and cishet transphobes and how cis queer transphobes tend to define gayness as strictly by sex/focus too much on Same Sex attraction and ignore gender whereas cishet transphobes especially more older conservative ones tend to define gayness without talking about attraction and instead focus on gender presentation/use a large part of the definition for being trans as their definition for being gay)
but yeah this is why I am such an absolute stickler about casual homophobia and narrow viewpoints of gay men and the idea that gayness is comprised of certain traits beyond who you’re attracted to, because it’s a rhetoric that also ties into transphobia and is literally used to justify child abuse and bigotry and removal of trans rights. I’m not saying that’s how people on here are using it but I AM saying that such reasons are why people should be Aware of it because even spreading it unintentionally creates a place for that sort of bigotry to grow/subtly reinforces it even unintentionally. Casual homophobia and biases towards gay men doesn’t necessarily mean that somebody hates gay people/inherently hates gayness- instead it means that somebody has a warped and biased and inaccurate view of what gayness IS & that inaccurate view on a larger scale is a slippery slope towards full-on hatred and bigotry, as people start seeing gayness as being defined as something other than what gender somebody is attracted to and instead start seeing it as other factors/defining it by other traits and actions and therefore start outwardly hating gay people based on THOSE inaccurate traits rather than based on who they’re attracted to- which is why I see so many non homophobic people being like “why on earth are people so upset about who somebody chooses to love,” and the answer is that it’s because it’s deeper than that, it’s not JUST about who somebody chooses to love, it’s because those outright homophobes are operating with a definition of gayness that goes beyond who somebody loves and hilariously often doesn’t even include that as part of the definition (see: the book “a parent’s guide to preventing homosexuality”), and so casual homophobia paves the way for outright homophobia because causal homophobia sets those inaccurate standards for what gay people are/what gayness is defined as, which are then then same inaccurate standards that bigots use as reasoning to hate gay people.
this is a large part of why I am so passionately firm and even a bit of a dick about people trying to compare the presentation of Mike and his sexuality to the presentation of Will and his sexuality and seeing Mike through a Will Lens and using that to say that Mike isn’t gay because those comparisons are almost NEVER about comparing their attraction to men/attraction to girls (which is the ACTUAL thing that makes somebody gay is their sexuality/attraction) but rather are about comparing that list of stereotypes between them & about pointing out why Mike seemingly doesn’t “fit” with that list and then the BIG issue is using that fact that Mike doesn’t fit with that list of traits/stereotypes/how he’s presented differently from Will as evidence that Mike is not gay. It is a fundamentally flawed and frankly harmful (even unintentionally) viewpoint because it sends the message that mike’s gayness (or any gayness) is defined by elements OUTSIDE of one’s attraction. That is where it becomes harmful. That is where it becomes a problem for me beyond “agree to disagree with analysis,” because the rhetoric that’s being used in that case is not only tangibly harmful for both trans and gay people but is ALSO completely analytically and factually invalid and false, as gayness is not defined by anything other than one’s attraction.
So yeah. This is why I am so absolutely deeply firm on this and why I have very little patience for people who dig their heels in and claim that what they’re saying isn’t homophobic and cry “biphobia” (when what I am saying is NOT biphobia and their claims of biphobia have zero proof or merit) and play the victim. I’m not so mad about people accidentally spreading casual homophobia (hell I’ve ABSOLUTELY had my OWN biases to overcome in that regard) as I am about people trying to act like what they’re spreading WASN’T casual homophobia and misconstruing what I’m upset about and saying “well if thinking mike is bi is automatically homophobia then thinking mike is gay is automatically biphobia” which is untrue and is also not what I’m saying at all because I’m SAYING that I’ve seen a LOT of bi mike arguments that ARE casual homophobia AND that I’m upset about people denying (with NO evidence to back up their denial) that it’s casual homophobia. I’m not even as upset about the casual homophobia being spread as I am about the outright refusal to admit that it IS casual homophobia/bias about gay men/defining gayness through a lens of presentation/as being defined as anything other than who somebody is attracted to. And the fact that people are denying that it’s casual homophobia/refusing to admit that that’s what it is just points even MORE to the fact that it IS casual homophobia because once you have a skewed definition of homosexuality (skewed being defining homosexuality as anything other than who somebody is/isn’t attracted to), then you also automatically have a skewed definition of homophobia because the definition of homophobia is based on the definition of homosexuality, and if you’re seeing homosexuality as something that (even partially) is defined as anything other than SOLELY being about who somebody is attracted to (ie some people may agree that it’s about who somebody is attracted to but then ALSO have unconscious biases about what traits they think indicate an attraction to men/lack of attraction to women/indicate homosexuality, such as Lonnie thinking that will is gay because he wears bright colours and is sensitive), then your definition of homophobia is also skewed, so of COURSE you don’t think it’s homophobia, because you frankly don’t have a firm, complete grasp on what homophobia IS due to the way that your own biases/casual homophobia have skewed your definition of homosexuality/your perception of what makes somebody gay.
Defining/seeing gayness as a set of traits or as anything other than who somebody is attracted to/using anything other than who somebody displays attraction towards as indication that somebody is or isn’t gay is casual homophobia/indicates that you have a biased viewpoint towards gay men (gay people as a whole but I’m using gay men for this example/post). And like I mentioned before, this can manifest like it does with Lonnie and even with Joyce and with the bullies because they think that certain things that are unrelated to attraction (dressing in bright colours, being sensitive etc) is what indicates attraction to men/being gay.
However, in the context of ST, saying “hey I think Mike is gay because we saw this gay flag imagery next to him,” ISNT casual homophobia and rather is still defining homosexuality relative to who people are attracted to because it’s a show where they’re using that imagery to point out that mike IS attracted to men. Saying that “hey, mike’s clothes from the costuming dept remind me of freddie mercury/of the gay flag” isn’t casual homophobia because it’s still tied to references of who mike is attracted to-being into men bc it’s a reference to a man who was into men/is a reference to the gay mens’ pride flag which is abt gay men, especially since this is a tv show and so the imagery is all very intentional and queercoded. and so for example, saying “look at mike’s dragon poster! that can indicate him being gay bc it indicates an attraction to men and then we can combine that with his lack of attraction to women to prove that he’s gay,” isn’t casual homophobia even though having a beefy drgaon poster doesn’t make somebody gay, that point about the poster indicating mike’s gayness isn’t saying “everyone with a drgaon poster is gay/having that poster alone indicates that you are gay,” but rather is saying “this is a tv show with set design and the analysis is still rooted around mike’s attraction & the definition of gayness is still attraction-based, but this element (the dragon poster) is something that the production is using to demonstrate that attraction to us, especially combined with mike’s other actions in the show.”
Lonnie and and the bullies weren’t pointing out “hey Will’s clothes are like freddy mercury’s and he’s queercoded” LMAO, they were saying “bright colours = gay” and they’re characters In The Show so they don’t have access to the meta stuff/production stuff the way that we do.
Anyway yeah there’s ur rant! So for anyone who is mad about me mentioning homophobia regarding bi mike arguments, please listen to what I’m ACTUALLY saying because it’s something that goes beyond ST analysis & into the real-world and is something that is important to be aware of and I would LOVE if some people could set aside their victim complexes or fear of being wrong/making a mistake for the sake of actually understanding what I’m saying, actually understanding casual homophobia, and being aware of it so that you don’t spread it because it’s not even me trying to control your analysis or weaken it, because casually homophobic arguments have no basis in the show even from an analytical standpoint, morals and irl harm aside, as the show mocks homophobia/casual homophobia (ie the idea that people think will is gay bc of his bright clothes) and paints those people who think that way in a negative light, so then the show itself is not going to present/support elements that are actually genuinely casually homophobic.
#em rants#byler#putting this in the main tag bc I want to and bc I think it’s really important and summarizes my feelings on the whole issues
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These Dreams
Chapter 7: Not Dreaming (Ao3) (must be signed in)
For @dukexietyweek 2023 Day 7 - Soulmate
Word Count: 1583
Rating: T
Characters: Remus, Virgil
Warnings: ftm Remus, genderfluid Virgil, mtf Virgil, sexual themes, horror mention, soulmate dreams
After a long year of earning a PhD and several strange dreams, Remus decides that he’s earned a treat and goes to meet his favorite horror author, little does he know that the hot stranger on the subway researching soulmates is a lot more connected to her and him that they’re willing to let on.
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It had been one hell of a year! Remus was finishing his last semester and getting his PhD, despite his sleeping troubles and crazy dreams. He was gonna therapy the shit out of people! And to celebrate he was going to a book launch and signing. And yes, it was tame and boring, but it would be worth it to meet the woman behind his favorite horror stories. He’d been dying to meet her for years!
Remus truly hated the winter and bundling up, especially when it got too warm on the train. There was nowhere to put his trenchcoat if it got crowded! Still, he was happy to people-watch as the subway rolled down the track, stopping to let people on and off. There were so many different kinds of people on public transport, from odd old ladies to bros to musicians to edgy kids. And sometimes there were people who just stood out.
He was sitting away from the doors, holding his messenger bag in his lap, excited to get his favorite novel signed. Breath of Filth was probably Violetta Hoffmann’s masterpiece. He was bouncing his leg with anticipation as the train pulled to a stop. Just three more stations and he would be right outside the bookstore.
And that’s when his heart stopped. He was used to edgelords coming and going, but the man that stepped on the train with a backpack was eerily familiar. Remus swore he knew him, from that pallid complexion to the purple in his hair. And then that person decided to sit next to him without saying anything.
“Hey, where’s a snack like you headed?” Remus hummed once the train started moving again.
“Uh, why would I tell you?” he asked. His voice was so deep and rumbling. Remus swore he might swoon like a fool, or his brother…same diff, really.
“I dunno! Because I’m not like those guys in the Matrix and because you like me more than you like anyone else on the train!” Remus giggled and shimmied. The guy rolled his eyes, but he smiled slightly.
“Pharmacy. Bookstore.”
“Really? Me too! Ooh! Are you going to the signing? Vi Hoff is signing copies of her new book! She doesn't make public appearances, so this is extra special! Are you into horror stories?” Remus gushed and held his bag to his chest.
“Yeah. Are you bringing another book?”
“Mhm! It’s my favorite, probably her best work yet! But I’ll let you know if Once Upon a Nightmare measures up once I read it! I’m excited too. Apparently it’s about soulmates who lost their souls and they’re tormenting this young couple living in their house. I hope there’s lots of blood and zombies and horrible body disfiguration! She writes them so beautifully!” Remus rambled. He was gushing so much that he didn’t notice the stranger was blushing.
“I heard she isn’t signing anything other than that book. Hate to break it to you.”
“That’s okay! Meeting her is more than enough,” Remus beamed, “Even if she’s a raging bitch, I’m too stoked to let that get me down!”
“Why’s that?” he questioned as the train came to a stop and the announcer droned the name of the station.
“I just finished my PhD, and there’s no way I’m not getting that document now!”
“PhD?”
“Yeah! It took forever! But when you’re set on poking brains, it’s worth it!”
“Psychology?” the man asked, half expecting Remus to be a mortician or forensic specialist.
“Yeah! What do you do?”
“I research and write. It's nothing special."
"Are you researching something like medieval torture or fucked up mythology?"
"What?"
"I dunno, you shrugged it off so you're trying to hide it, which means either it's juicy or you're not confident. I'd rather think it's juicy than a hottie, like you, isn't confident!" Remus said brightly.
"I'm researching soulmate myths and trends in fiction."
"Like the eye color thing and the red string? That's so cool! What's your favorite one?" Remus gushed.
"Uh, soulmate dreams," he winced and rubbed his neck.
The train came to a stop before Remus could ask for more details. He and the stranger got up and got off. He was determined to keep up the conversation.
"What are soulmate dreams?" Remus asked as they climbed the steps. They made their way across the street to the bookstore in silence. This guy was hesitant, probably not used to talking about his interests.
"Uh, it's an old myth," he finally responded as people rushed past them, "Basically if you're near your soulmate, you'll share dreams."
Remus paused once they were above ground and looked at the stranger. He was avoiding eye contact and blushing furiously. There was something so familiar about him.
"That's pretty cool! Maybe you can tell me more about it after the signing, since you have to go to the pharmacy first and stuff. We could grab coffee, uh—I never got your name. I'm Remus!"
"I'll find you inside," he said shyly, "And you can call me Virgil, or Virge."
That name hit Remus like a piano in an old cartoon. He knew that name. He knew that face. His mind was fucked up but there was more to this guy. He needed to know more!
"Okay! I can't wait!" Remus beamed. Virgil tilted his chin and hurried off to the pharmacy next door. Normally Remus would take that as a sign that someone was too nervous to say no, but this time he was hopeful.
He headed inside and skipped past the line of people waiting for the illustrious horror author. He had his eye on another book by his old professor that he just couldn't find anywhere.
But luck was on his side! He found the book and paid for it just as Violetta Hoffmann showed up and sat down. He was quick to get in line, even if he was near the end.
From his vantage point, Remus could admire her without losing his mind. Vi was really pretty, with long dark hair and strong arms on display—arms with tattoo sleeves! He was there as a fan, but he was having a straight moment. And it only got worse as he got closer to the front of the line.
"It was so nice to meet you! I can't wait to read this story! Thank you so much!" the teen girl in front of him gushed and hugged her signed copy to her chest.
"Of course. And don't stop writing your story, it sounds cool," Vi said and the girl ran off.
Remus stepped forward, realizing that he wasn't last in line. Vi looked up at him with a smirk and motioned him closer. Remus got a better look at her ink and his heart thundered in his rib cage. He knew that tattoo pattern—he had a drawing of it!
"I thought you might've decided to leave," Vi hummed and signed the next copy of her book on the table.
"Me? But I never—" Remus started but froze when he saw her face again. He knew that face from his dreams!
"Subway," she said quietly. A grin split his face.
"It was nice meeting you, but I have to sign a few more books, and I have plans after this I don't want to miss," she said and handed him the book.
"Thanks! Me too! I'm meeting him here after this!" Remus giggled and skipped off to find a seat in the cafe to read. He didn't miss the soft blush on her face as he left.
Remus was excited and comfy with his jacket on his chair, a coffee in front of him, and completely engrossed in Once Upon a Nightmare. It was such a good story with just the slightest hints of the terror in store! He was just finishing up chapter one when someone cleared their throat.
"Is this seat taken?" Virgil asked when Remus looked up. He was holding a coffee, back in his jeans and hoodie, without any hair extensions or make up, except for the eye shadow. Remus marked his page and grinned.
"Only if you take it!"
"Thanks," Virgil muttered and sat down.
"So, soulmate dreams," Remus mused and marked his page. Virgil winced and rubbed his neck.
"Yeah."
"Is there any chance you're having them? I'm starting to think I might be. I keep seeing this total babe with these gorgeous blue eyes and this deep rumbling voice."
"You know what, I have. A little gremlin of a man keeps showing up," Virgil chuckled, and flipped his bangs.
"He sounds sexy!" Remus laughed, "Unless you're looking for something platonic."
"Romantic?"
"Not necessarily, but I don't mind a little intimacy and a lot of bumping uglies and smoochies!"
Virgil snickered and shook his head. Remus was cute. He scooted closer and gently grabbed Remus' chin, getting the impish little man to look at him.
"I know this is a little sudden, but can I kiss you? I keep waking up before I can."
Remus shook his head and grabbed Virgil's face.
"Not if I kiss you first!" he jeered and pulled Virgil down to meet his lips. It was instant, the euphoria and connection came easily. Remus was melting inside.
Virgil moaned softly and pulled Remus closer. Remus never wanted the kiss to end. It was almost magical. He didn't know how much he believed in soulmates, but he did know that he wanted to make Virgil a huge part of his life.
#dukexiety#remus sanders#virgil sanders#sanders sides#ftm!remus#mtf!virgil#genderfluid!virgil#dukexietyweek2023#day 7#sex mention tw#horror mention tw
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https://www.tumblr.com/youturningintodust/735765266414387200/yes-this-is-rape-culture-done-by-women-well?source=share
invert in op's bio
honestly the invert stuff is whatever to me bc i guess she’s a gnc lesbian so it’s like.. that was what they were called back then. if she feels it’s more succinct and fitting than terms nowadays, that’s fine, her choice. as a term it’s tied to homophobic ideology but i cant assume that’s her point in using it.
i personally don’t like the strap fixation online or in lesbian spaces, because it has made me & many other lesbians feel like weirdos tbh like. we feel like there’s sth wrong with us for NOT liking that but i guess she’s speaking from a diff perspective here, so that’s fine too.
i disagree with framing it as “butch/femme sex” & i dislike the assumption that there being a masc & a feminine woman within the same relationship means we’re having sex a certain way. it’s rly not like that and it sucks when ppl assume that butches can’t possibly enjoy reciprocal sex and only want to give instead of receive any sex acts. or, perhaps less damaging imo, that feminine women only want to receive and not give. it’s just… not the case. how we present to the world doesn’t say much about how we have sex.
the idea that not liking the fixation with strap that can be found in many spaces for women into women is tied to the idea that u need to “use your vagina (penetratively)” is also odd to me. there’s definitely lesbians who don’t enjoy receiving any penetration but enjoy receiving oral for example, or clit stimulation, or some form of rubbing like tribbing or scissoring or w/e else. idk why theres this assumption that it’s either u wear the strap or u get penetrated?? like. it’s not that rare for lesbians to not enjoy or want penetration, actually. maybe its rare to never want any form of penetration, but that’s also not that rare nor is it limited to butches??
but yeah if someone expresses only wanting sex in one way, to guilt trip them in any way or shame them in any way for not wanting to have sex the way YOU approve of is rapey and gross. she’s right about that.
idk why she’s acting like topping being “alien” to lesbians is normal tho…most of us enjoy reciprocal sex, meaning we are mostly vers. if a woman acted like topping is a totally weird thing to do, i reckon most women would not be compatible with her.
again rly hate the equating of female masculinity with being a stone top! she means stone butches, she should say that. it’s more common among butches, but it’s neither exclusive to butches to only want to have the type of sex she describes nor do all butches fit that standard either.
i’m sure what she describes exists but honestly the phenomena i’ve noticed more often is the opposite where people expect butches to not want to be penetrated or not want to have sex acts done onto them… i agree w her ppl who feel entitled to do that to butches are awful tho.
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Are you familiar with the concepts of ship and let ship? Don’t yuck my yum? Don’t kinkshame? It’s okay to vehemently disagree with other fandom pairings/scenarios/etc., but posting screen shots that openly shame other users for their preferences is very unkind.
I’m genuinely sorry that you were triggered. It would have been easier to use the block button than to create a post saying “Wyler people are gross” and specifically calling the screen-shotted user garbage.
At the very least, please keep any shaming off the general fandom tags. I would have preferred to not see any of this and I don’t even ship Wyler.
It's not kinkshaming to call someone who said that they hoped that a beloved character in fandom was "ripped to shreds" 🗑️.
Context, hun. Did you completely miss the part of the post where I said I had no hate to the OP/the potential for that story? It'll be a good story if real justice is served. The little screencap was served not against its OP, but to the sentiments that it incurred in the comments. Violent stalking/murdering someone else's boyfriend is acceptable to that person, and that's just rank.
I've posted before that I cannot stand Wyler. Fuck That Monster is my 'vehement disagreement' with that, and I am open to that story... I'm not open towards shitty comments about murdering Joel just because Wednesday was dating him. I would love to read that stalker story for justified comeuppance, but I can't say that's what it'll be about given the comments. The real diff there is that my hope as a reader is for real justice to happen while there are people like the 🗑️ poster who hope, as a reader, for INjustice to happen (since there's a real injustice towards two characters being happy only to have one other be gross, inappropriate, and threatening to their happiness). I would have said that poster was 🗑️ regardless of their chosen ship for having posted comments like that, but so far I haven't seen anyone in the popular ships who post 🗑️ like that...because they don't tend to be 🗑️.
Thick skins only grow in the face of adversity. This fandom is full of the thinnest skins imaginable because somewhere along the line, people got the idea that no one's ideas or comments are open to any criticism; that 'staying in a lane' is the way to drive, even though we're seriously all on the highway to Hell here together (especially in this fandom, let's not sugarcoat that). Why do you think that I don't give a flying 💩 about what anyone says about Wenovan and can defend it (maybe not to everyone's liking since they cannot conceive of AB Wednesday having such strong agency at her age/regurgitate whatever the moral line is atm)? Because I've been through that war before. It's nothing new to me.
Senseless death is already happening in realtime in this world. Don't be 🗑️ and wish death upon...how did the Millennials call it before Gen Z became teens...a precious cinnamon roll like Joel just because Hunter Doohan [in a role that was, by general real world consensus, a milquetoast character] makes your panties wet. Yeah, sure, write whatever the Hell you want, it's all fiction. But it still isn't immune from crit, just as the show itself isn't at all immune to crit.
My story isn't immune to crit either, but not one greyface anon has actually read it to criticize WHY things don't work within or don't make sense to them (those are actually in the comments at AO3, and I've responded to them... like the fan who didn't like AB Wednesday in love, even though that's...what she's been LOL). It's just all general "ew gross" or "it's illegal!" or some inane broad brush about the premise with nothing to react on its substance. "But I don't have to read it to know that it's wrong!!!" ... 😐 ...If I am willing to read a Wyler with the above premise to see where it (hopefully) ends up, I think others could be as open minded.
But anyway
If you seriously yum a murderous stalker over love--even while that's 'cute' in this fandom given the solidly frozen misanthrope that is our favorite heroine--then I can't help you. There's something broken there. 🤷🏽♂️ Wenclair and Wavier are at least based on 💕 love💕, so I guess that we've got that to be thankful for.
As for tags, for real? As if the tags on this shit app actually work? 💀 You said you don't even ship Wyler, but I'll give 'em a new tag anyway: Wyner/Wyners. Because that's what it all sounds like rn. Wyners whining about why they can't have nice things because ✨Hunter is so dreamy✨, and no one should ever be called 🗑️ just because they hope for a universally loved character to die a bloody death.
#wednesday#wednesday addams#shipping#whining#greyface qs#anons#wednesday shipping#waaaaaah don't tag us 😭😭😭#these fucking tags are shit to begin with#what the fuck are you complaining about#wednesday ships#wyler people#wyners#do NOT come for joel or i will come for you#joel glicker#bullying joel#actually this is bullying joel on steroids#yes let's bully the nerd because that's cool
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go to breakfast!!!!! fuck them kids (/j) maeda deserves good naps-
Maeda, narrating - Honestly, I feel… oddly well today, just in general?
Maeda - It’s weird…
Maeda - Ah well. Feeling put together never killed anyone.
~*~
Tsurugi - Good morning, everyone!
Tomori - Good morning~
//No one else responds.
Tsurugi - …
Tsurugi - 안녕하세요ㅗㅗㅗㅗ~
Tsurugi - …
Tsurugi - I don’t… know why I thought that would warrant more of a response.
Tsurugi - …Aaaanyways.
Tsurugi - Oh!
Tsurugi - Right, yeah. So… there’s another floor opened up, since we had another murder.
Tsurugi - I didn’t get around to investigating this one yet, so there isn’t anything set up…
Tsurugi - Which means it’ll just be like when we first investigated the school!
Maki - Right back to square one…
Kobashikawa - …
Iranami - …
Uehara - Well, yeah… but fuck, there’s some positive here, something we’ve… gained, right?
Tsurugi - I…
Tsurugi - …Never… never-mind, sorry…
Tomori - …
Tomori - As the game keeps going, we learn more and more about the situation we’re in.
Tomori - The mastermind keeps slipping up, we know that, right?
Tomori - Really, we’ve only been here a few days… not more than a week, right?
Tomori - But already, we know that the people behind this have details about our personal life’s, enough to make those videos-
Tomori - We know that they were able to either take control of Hopes Peak, or make an accurate replica,
Tomori - …Oh!
Tomori - Kurokawa was upset because she was worried about her brother, right?
Tomori - We have a whole classmate who didn’t get trapped here, which… that’s gotta be good news, right?
Ōtori - …He could be the mastermind.
Taira - Does that thought comfort you? Do you enjoy accusing others?
Ōtori - What, is it not suspicious that he didn’t get captured with the rest of us?
Taira - It’s like the slightest thing sets you off… couldn’t that be used to argue that you’re the mastermind?
Taira - It’s about as much proof as you had when you accused me, Ōtori.
Hatano - Can we… not fight?
Maeda - I… I mean, I think it’s fair for Taira to be upset still, about what Ōtori said…
Ōtori - Maeda?!
Maeda - What?
Ōtori - …Nothing. It’s… nothing, I guess.
Taira - No, what did you have to say?
Ōtori - It’s… just a bit surprising to me that Maeda agrees with you. That’s all.
Hatano - Oh, but I’m diff-
Hatano - …Ah.
Hatano - Ahaha… yeah, never-mind, I get it…
Iranami - …?
Hatano - I’ll… explain it to you later, Ira. Not now.
Maeda - …
Taira - …Maeda.
//She snaps her fingers, getting Maeda to look up from the table.
Maeda - Yeah, Taira?
Taira - …
//She stares at him for a moment, before focusing on her food.
Taira - Has anyone heard from Mitsuhiro?
Tsurugi - …
Tomori - …I was the one to check on him today.
Tomori - He’s just fine, he simply decided not to join the group this morning.
Taira - I see. Did he give you a reason why?
Tomori - I didn’t ask.
//Tomori watches Taira for a moment, before sighing to herself, and turning to speak with Tsurugi.
//With that, everyone breaks off into their own conversations;
Iranami seems withdrawn as ever, with Hatano affectionately poking at her, entering Iranami’s space as she pleases to try and make her smile. Hatano taps her spoon against Iranamis plate, before offering Iranami some of the fruits she’d placed on her own plate.
Kobashikawa has, for the first time they’ve been here, shown up in his pajamas. He’s been staring at his mug for some time now, though he finally looks up as Ōtori nudges him, responding to Ōtori’s concerned look by resting his head against Ōtori’s shoulder.
Maki sits at one of the shorter ends of the table, and is casually eating without interacting with any of the others, as per usual. If she wanted someone to sit next to her, she’d probably take her feet off the sole chair by her side.
The opposite end of the table is left completely empty, due to Higas absence. Tomori is left free to lean across the table, holding hushed conversation with Uehara, who fidgets with his rosary, and Tsurugi, who…
…seems to be more out of it than usual.
Taira hasn’t taken her eyes from her food since she looked at you. She seems casual.
She’s ignoring you.
What did you do to upset her?
~*~
Tsurugi - …
Tsurugi - Hiya, Maeda.
Tsurugi - It’s okay if you can’t chat, but can you give me some sort of a response? Just, a sign you hear me?
…?
{Advance}
#dra#yuki maeda#kiyoka maki#kizuna tomori#ayame hatano#kinji uehara#haruhiko kobashikawa#satsuki iranami#akane taira#teruya otori#tsurugi kinjo#chapter 3#daily life#GUESS WHOS BACK#daily life 3#danganronpa another
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2, 8, 36!
2: what team do you hate the most
The famous 2, united and ev. Now my hate towards United is diff than that towards Everton, Everton are the little brother that are so fucking annoying also this club is not successful in any aspect I pity them sometimes also I don’t get why people support them. United I’ve got like 0.01% respect for them just because they have a successful past but I hate them so so so much can’t even describe it
like sometimes if I look at a picture of them on the pitch or at old Trafford I feel like my eyes are getting poisoned and that im doing something illegal
Also when I was young I used to think their stadium’s name is old trashford because my father always used to say that so I grew up thinking it lmao
8: fav European player?
Gonna forget the lfc players because I can never choose one fav from the squad and I’m gonna say outside of liv which is him
Quite the shock yeah you’d never expect it in a million years
36: who was your first fav player
Torres with a side of Gerrard
First heartbreak as well thanks Nando
#I don’t hate city just these couple of years because they’ve been our main rivals b ikr other than that idc about them#like they aren’t even our rivals
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Vent o’clock: People need to understand that shipping will and mike is fine, but it’s truly (and I’m sorry to say this to Mike and will fans) not gonna happen. Not only is it too late to develop a relationship like this in the last season of a show. But also, There has been no indication AT ALL of mike returning wills feeling and a script that however way you interpret it isn’t proof because the millions of people who need to know these indications aren’t gonna read the script, if they were to want to drop hints at this “developing relationship” they need to make it clear for everyone not 1% of the audience who read the scripts. Moreover, people seem to interpret mikes insufferable (I don’t personally find him insufferable but I can see how other maybe do) character traits on him being secretly closeted which I know for a fact is not the case and NOT because I think it’s impossible for mike to be gay and there can only be one gay character in the whole show but because and talking from a writing stand point it would be too late in the show to establish it (look at how much it took them to establish will). What’s so annoying to me and what I see people putting as *proof* is whenever anyone talks about wills sexuality they always take it as confirmation to mike and wills relationship and it’s what started the *queer baiting* nonsense. Like wills SEXUALITY is established not mike and wills relationship, I swear I’ve seen people use Noahs interview from when he confirmed his sexuality and being in love with mike as proof for byler and it’s like ??? This is actually disrespectful to will, that his own sexuality and him coming to terms with it is always lumped with a non existent relationship (smh) And the main reason why they won’t happen is because they’ve always and I mean always said that Mike and eleven is their main couple they want them to be Superman and lois lane or iron man and pepper potts, leia and Han it is very clear that they want them to be like that iconic sci-fi couple that can be remembered till the show ends and years to come (whether they successfully make an iconic relationship it’s not the point but I’m talking about their intention). Anyways that’s my rant, I’m just so annoyed that people think that people who want eleven and mike to stay together are just “Milevens” like I’m not a shipper and I don’t care I’m just a fan of the show but my social media has been full of byler content and I’m just confused like there’s a difference between interpretation and just blatant delusion. Byeeee thanks for listening xoxo
Yeah I mean all of this discourse very much exists only inside the fandom bubble, I think that’s the most important thing to remember. No matter what our opinions are, we’re all weirdos that spend a lot more time than the average Joe talking about stranger things. That’s the first thing to remember lol.
Genuinely I do not think anyone outside the fandom really saw what went down in season 4 and thought mike has feelings for will. The “mike fighting homosexuality” theory very much exists only in the fandom space… nobody outside of tumblr/tik tok saw will crying in 4x08 and mike not even noticing and thought “damn mike is in love with will but just can’t acknowledge it.” I think a good portion of the GA was annoyed with mike bc they’re protective of will and thought he was a bad friend (and imo they’re wrong lmao but that’s a diff issue) but to the millions of ppl watching this show, the issue of “will mike and will get together?” is nonexistent.
Truly everyone is entitled to their opinion, I think that needs to be reiterated. There’s nothing weird or wrong about shipping Mike and Will. But I do get that it has gotten a little out of hand, post vol 2 especially, so I get the need to vent. Like some people have been disrespectful and frankly a little wackadoodle in the way they’re treating others. So long as everyone stays in their lane and nobody annoys me with their opinions (e.g. reblogging my gifsets with ur paragraphs long b*ler analysis in the tags), I’m cool.
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okey… starting a diff post for this but
im gonna tell about them but first um.. be mindful of uh
pokemon abuse and death
read at your own risk, ermm yeah
ive mentioned them before, vaguely, but the year i became champion a … lot was going on in my region . professor sine’s new pc box program had been implemented most everywhere to allow anyone to access their boxes remotely instead of going to Pokémon centers to take your pokeballs out you know , because everything had been turned into digital data
well soon after me n my friends sascha and jony set out for our gym challenge this group came up called team Eden. and they were just about everywhere and they seemed pretty harmless at first cause all they talked about was , like, training their Pokémon in humane ways and how that made them better than everyone else . we kind of just ignored it , but eventually something happened with the new pc box system … it had been taken over by team eden and they had made the pcs unusable. you couldn’t retrieve your Pokémon, and even worse, the pcs were tied to the Pokémon centers themself to allow Pokémon to heal inside their digital pokeballs — so you couldn’t heal your injured Pokémon without restores or potions . a lot of Pokémon couldn’t get help and ended up dying , as well as a lot of mons stored in pcs ended up disappearing.
what happened was that team eden had used the flaws in the pc to edit their own pokemon’s stats, hurting them , AND to genetically modify two legendary mon using data from other mons- killing them in the process- to create a Pokémon stronger than arceus . I don’t know why they did it . but Sascha left me and jony to join team eden at that point and he ended up becoming the trainer for one of these pokemon . it was called polybius I think . but it didn’t turn out the way eden wanted it to, i think, cause it was always in pain and Sascha told me it dissolved any pokeball he tried to keep it in except for a master ball . so the only way you could keep it was against its will .
the other pokemon, Hieroconas, turned out ok.. but it was confused and didn’t know how to exist and was freed from team eden headquarters by a grunt who took pity on it, iirc… and i don’t really like talking about this part but i think it’s important to educate people about the tragedy of genetically modified pokemon . we already know about type:null and mewtwo but nobody knows about the polyhiero incident.
well. i was with Hieroconas for a while before I could finish my gym challenge; i never caught it, i just kind of hung around with it before I knew what it was because my Pokédex said nothing about it . i was too scared to go to Pokémon centers and the team eden grunts had gotten vicious in cities looking for it (which.. i DIDNT even know I HAD). and I learned that it didn’t know how to fight without a trainer instructing it ; but there was this move it had , Breaker, it was described in data to always hit but only work on one Pokémon as an instant ko
AGH THIS IS GETTING TOO LONG i just wanna make sure the full story is there . And people in my region like to pretend it never happened . This wasn’t that long ago ! Two years is not a long time! The team eden tower still stands in ka’dako!
Well anyways I’ll hurry this up and say that I had to instruct Hieroconas in a battle against Sascha who had polybius . And the way that thing sounded when it moved and it’s cry i really don’t think I’ll ever forget it was just so WRONG everything about it . Well. Breaker works only on Polybius and it killed it. I’m kind of glad about it, not to be dark, but at least it was put out of the misery it never asked for
Hieroconas is somewhere on a preserve now i think . I hope it’s okay.
Here’s a picture of their pc icons I took from a team eden computer
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Your takes on Rishi Sunak read exactly like you're a tory if you were British 😳 yes he's poc, yes he's the first poc to be pm in this country, but that means fuck all when his policies are going to affect much of the persons of colour in this country negatively. But wow its a huge moment because representation Matters?
This is what happens when you think the entire world revolves around you and your country 😭
I literally responded to the post from the perspective of someone who lives in a POC country 😐 you cannot assume that just bc someone is a POC they will automatically care about the poor + POC. If that was the case, my country and many other countries similar would not be suffering the way we are … we would not have over 60%+ of our population living in poverty, shitty education policies etc.
Also, assuming that he should just care about POC bc he is a POC is just another form of identity politics + populism (or wanting a populist president). The EXACT SAME THING YALL SHAME MODI, BOLSONARO, TRUMP etc + their voters for 🥲 obvs not as extreme, but still identity politics.
People in general are individualistic and selfish… their own interests will always come first. If you think ANY politician … no matter the party is diff … I’m calling indoctrination 😭 you’re out here fighting for your l*ftist besties and your besties are out here dining with your ‘enemies’.
Also, when did I say representation matters? I literally LOL bc it’s such a ???? Who would have ever presumed that we would have such a full circle moment lmao???? I personally don’t care about representation, I care about the most qualified and appropriate person having the job - once again stemming from the issues in MY COUNTRY!! Y’all always want to compare the west to the global south but now it’s problem when we do it? Let’s not act like y’all don’t come to our countries and talk about how ‘cheap’ stuff is here etc. without taking into consideration OUR lived experiences.
Also, wtf should I not be impressed by his academic credentials ?? It’s impressive af … especially considering that almost all of my leaders are liberation leaders, who have no qualifications for their position. Which in turn has resulted in rolling blackouts, lack of water, high unemployment, unequal affirmative action policies (in a sense that it’s created an elite group of POC rather than helping the majority), and a failing education system with a 30% pass rate.
So yes, education does not equate to worth, but having people who actually studied something relating to their field and getting the job had me SHOOK bc the conversation is such a contrast to what’s happening in my COUNTRY. But I once again forgot, I have no right to talk from the perspective of my country 😭👍🏽👍🏽 the entire world revolves around your country!! My bad <33
Tho, one thing that has pissed me off (I didn’t think it would bc im not the most in tune with my Indian culture or religion), is how anti-Hindu are lot of these posts calling Rishi out are. But yeah … your identity politics is selective yeah? 😵💫oh and how can I forgot, people that aren’t from the west have no right to feel attacked when people demonize them 😔👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽 we just need to agree to however ppl treat us bc our politicans are poc 👍🏽👍🏽
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