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josnhoes · 9 months

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Platonic!Yan batfam with young adult reader. Part 2

[Part one]

Note: Reader is 18-22 years old. Gn reader

Content warning: being treated like a child, being looked down on, stalking, obsessions, soft yandere but still a yandere, reader has memory issues and it's ambiguous as to why, drugging, mentioned abduction, delusional batfam, batfam as a whole basically view you as a child younger then Damien despite you being older

Focuses on Tim Drake

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For the following week you'd noticed one or a few of the bat brood following you in the evenings. You weren't sure *why*, but it did make you feel a bit safer so you didn't complain. It was Gotham, any sense of safety was welcome.

The small book shop and coffee place you worked at didn't get a ton of customers. It was a hole in the wall style place, sometimes it got new customers but a majority we're regulars. There were also a few college students who used the late hours to buy a single coffee, then use the free wifi to do class work. Today's shift had you on coffee duty.

The bell chimed, signaling a customer or what you *hoped* was a customer. You looked up and were flabbergasted to see Timothy Drake, the co-ceo of Wayne enterprises. Normally you didn't pay much attention to CEOs of anything, but the Waynes were like the poster family for Gotham. One way or another you learned their faces and the names.

As he approached the counter you did your best to smile and not seem nervous. "Hello sir can I help you today?"

The look he gave you almost seemed to be taking you apart peice by peice; assessing you down to your soul. "I'll take a large coffee and as many shots of espresso as you can legally give me. For here."

You supposed today was going to be one of those™️ days. "Of course sir. Feel free to sit where ever you like. Would you like something to eat too?"

"No thanks." He seemed to soften now and once you gave the total he paid with a nice tip. Though he chose the spot closest to you to work. Probably because that was the best area for wifi signal you supposed.

You got his order out fast since it looked like he needed caffeine more then oxygen at this point. As you placed the drink down you had the urge to talk to him but decided against it.

Tim had been having a trying week. He could balance his nightlife and the company fairly well; but the addition of you had been a problem. He didn't know what it was about you that pulled him and his family in. He'd gone over your entire life that he could find multiple times now, and nothing ever changed. No secret identity, no shady acts, aside from some strange tumblr activity you were clear. Mind you all activity on tumblr was weird as he came to see. The entire batfam either made accounts just to follow you, the ones had them already followed you too.

The family adored you and he...was no exception. He tried to be, the way his family was spiraling and for one civilian was alarming. But he couldn't fight it. You were special. You *needed* them to keep you safe. You obviously couldn't be trusted to do it on your own, just today you forgot to lock your home.

While yes it made putting the cameras in your home easier, it also meant that you could have gotten robbed or worse. You'd admitted to being spacey at times online, made a joke of it but it was dangerous.

He finally took the time to sip on the coffee. It was good, better than most places he had. You clearly knew your way around the machine. Would you make him coffee in the mornings? Tell him to have a good day as you called him your favorite big brother? He needed to know.

The more he watched you, the more he worried for you. What if you got hurt? Not even in a rogue attack but in general. You obviously cooked for yourself, and cleaned. Knives and chemicals? Too dangerous for his baby sibling, and he hated knowing if something *did* happen you might be alone.

He'd speed up the family's preparations for you. You'd fight them at first so they had to prepare a special room. But you'd see how well they cared for you, how much they all loved you, and everything they could provide. Hopefully the room will be ready soon.

#platonic yandere batfam #platonic yandere #yandere #batfam x reader #dc x reader #yandere dc

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d4rkpluto · 6 months

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i've returned to post about a particular subject i've been fighting to or not to post, because i used to consider this person the closest person in my life and i even considered her as a best friend and a sister.

and we have fallen out and apologised to each other many times, but perhaps whenever we argued it was life telling me that she is not supposed to be in my circle. and you could be wondering why am i bringing this up and telling tumblr this but im telling tumblr this to be aware of @couerardent and her scamming behaviour.

couerardent also known as MYSTIICWINTER OR MYSTICWIINTER.

talk about WORSE SERVICE I HAVE EVER GOTTEN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

[other people have come to me and spoke about how bad her services were, but i tried to overlook it because i really cared for her, lessoned learn]

i have always been empathetic towards ardent and her money situation, but there are moments when excuses turn into reasons to not do something. on august, i sent alex money because she needed it, but she also said in return she will give me 4 packs she usually gives her clients and she told me she would give me my money back.

first pack is "tell me your story."

second and other packs she hadnt told me what they were but she informed me that i'll be receiving them weekly since august, and now its november.

at first i was empathetic, since i used to be close to ardent, i knew she went through a lot of stuff at home, so i was patient. until august turned into september, and september turned into october and then october turned into novemeber.

and slowly i became annoyed, [as i should] because her services arent even long or good, as someone who gives chart readings to other people that consists more than fourteen pages, the effort to write that would take long, but ardent doesnt even give five pages for her services, three at most, so why is it taking her so long?

previously, she has joked to me about scamming other people, but would put the blame on them and not want to take accountability until they start using threats to expose her, i think she deleted the making fun of scamming them but here is some of it:

and when i would message her for updates about my reading because it'll take months, she would ignore me and even change her pfp on tumblr or discord, until i reach out to her on more platforms to get her attention.

and what would annoy me even more is that she would talk about how she never has something to do or would focus on other stuff knowing she needs to get my reading done lmao and this would be like 1-2 months after i was supposed to receive any of it lol.

worrying about the layout for almost 3 months PLEASE.

i have received 1/4 readings, and that was now almost 2-3 weeks ago, we should've been on my 2nd or 3rd reading by now, the only reason i have received 1 reading is because i did threaten to expose her if she didnt send the money or reading my way, because even i had some issues because living in london has gotten really difficult and i have been trying to support my family as much as i can, but im doing better right now.

its all about the principle. and she has none of that. and even attempted to victimise herself and behave like she was in distress whenever she got called out about her behaviour.

she lost track of time, the time being 3-4 months lol.

and when i was speaking to her she ignored me for a bit again ha, it was almost comedic. for almost two weeks she didnt try and check what i was speaking about.

she has gotten ill, but this was still months after.

and i have remembered, she has used much of her earned money to fund for her nose job but also uni, but during the moments it was best to pay me back was at the job she said paid her well, she informed me that when she gets paid by her job she'll pay me back, and she never did and ended up quitting the job.

[the unfairness i was speaking about is how uni her country dont do student finances, she's from romania, because they do in the uk it was just a surprise].

i asked her recently on how i was supposed to receive a reading but she didnt reply but change her pfp on whatsapp and discord, again.

if there is any confused people comment please because i did this half asleep lmao

#tarot #tarot community #pick a pile #pac #romance #astrology #pick a card #pick a photo #future spouse

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whomstress · 5 months

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What it Takes to Feel Real (Part 1)

(Part 2)

Just wanted to explore Jax's more vulnerable side. Gooseworx here on tumblr said in an ask that everyone in the circus including Jax has a reason for why he turned out the way they are when asked if he was just an asshole or was it the circus that made him worse.

And though that's pretty vague I wanted to explore that! So here's a little bit of angst. Don't worry next chapters wholesome break!

‘This isn’t real,’ Jax tries to remind himself every day. It’s one of the things that keeps him sane. He could do anything he wanted here, and none of it would matter when he got out. All the bad behavior, pranks, and things he did just crossed the line. All of them really didn’t matter because, in the end, even if they could feel simulated pain, he literally could not do any real damage to anyone in here.

Wherever their real bodies were, they were much more in danger there than any loony toon charade he could do here. Caine tries to convince them that everything is constantly changing. But nothing ever changes. The same tent, the same sky, the same 90s digtial hell hole every damn day for years. Characters come and go, which is the only exception, except it’s also not. After all this time, he can tell who has it in them and who is going to crack. Only a matter of time is the real surprise before they’re tossed and forgotten with the rest of the cast. Heh “cast”, “characters”, he hated when he realized that’s all he sees them as now.

Knowing he can just do anything and everything he wants to when he wants to without any real-world consequences was something that somehow kept him sane. He probably says something about his psyche, but he doesn’t care to dwell on it. Sure, he was never a nice guy. For whatever reason he was here, he secretly knew he was the one who deserved to be here the most. Whether or not he’d admit it to anyone or himself was another story.

Still, the thought made him bitter. Why him? Yeah, he was a jerk and only got worse in here, but he knew he wasn’t a monster. Well, at least before. He's done some seriously questionable things since he’s been here. Some in private, some in public, and, to be honest, he didn’t care anymore. He knew what everyone thought about him. They think he’s a pest; oh, then he’d be a pest. Everyone here has gotten worse in their own way. Just cause he copes differently to stay alive, they had no right to judge him. None of them were better than him.

Except, one. Ragatha. The light in this tent. She stayed bright when others crumbled to the dark around her. She doesn’t even remember how many years she’s been here anymore, but he knows Kinger and her have been stuck here longer than anyone else. There had been several times he almost broke like everyone, but unlike everyone, Ragatha came to check on him. No matter what kind of asshole he’d been that week to her, trust him, sometimes it got bad. If she saw he was struggling, she’d put everything aside not to lose another “friend.”

He didn’t want to be her friend. For the longest time, they didn’t even like each other. She saw him as an annoyance, and he saw her as just another cog in the machine he got to mess with. He did have to admit that she was the most attractive one there. Probably because she actually had a human body, sort of at least, and so what? Kill him; he had a thing for redheads! However, again, that’s the furthest it went.

Out of everyone in this dump, she was the least annoying and funniest to mess with. Unlike Gangle, who’d cry like a baby, and Zooble, who’d try to beat his ass, she had a range of responses. From completely blowing it off to the cutest, least-threatening little pout to jumping in his arms to get away from a centipede, her reactions were always the best.

He found out the hard way. Things do change here. They got closer; it was the stupidest moment for her, but she saved him from falling straight into the basement when Caine wasn’t looking. The scene was straight from that movie for 5-year-olds, where she held out her hand for him and asked him if she trusted him. He looked at her and then at the pit of hell below him and said, “Yes.”

She grabbed him, nearly falling in herself, and when they were safe on the ground, she cried her eyes out into his fur, holding on to him like she was the one that was almost killed. Maybe it was from the shock, or maybe he was just too damn tired at that moment to push her away, but he let her cry in his arms. Shedding the tears for him, he vowed to stop letting him feel himself years ago. After that, things were different. It didn't matter anyway, he reminded himself; it wasn’t real.

He hated it, but he soon realized that whenever she called them friends, it annoyed him again, but in a different way. He didn’t want to be her friend, and he knew why. He tried to keep his feelings under wraps, still pranking and trying to play it cool, but of course she saw right through him. She knew something was "wrong,” and she wouldn’t leave him alone, no matter how much he pushed her away. Finally, he snapped; he’d purposely been avoiding her for days. Ignoring her and running the second he saw her face. He knew it was lame, but she was driving him nuts. It worked, or at least he thought it did.

He finally came home hours after everyone was asleep, only to find her literally on his doorstep. Rolling his eyes, he kicked her awake and told her to leave, but she didn’t blow it off like most times; she blew up instead. She started yelling, but he really wasn’t in the mood to make a scene and tried to leave her to go into his room. To his surprise, she pushed his door open and slammed it behind them. He joked about how she finally grew some before she came up and got in his face, chewing him out. She was telling him she cared about him, and it wasn't right; he was just ignoring her after all the progress between them. Although he did kind of deserve it, it still pissed him off, and with a wicked smile, he moved closer and closer into her space, making her back into the door and teasing, "Oh, you wanna kiss me so bad right now."

It was a joke. He wasn’t serious. None of this was. Another one of his games to get her to back off. But she didn’t. She didn’t back down, even though he could see how her face was red as he had cornered her against the wall. She still had fire in her. The one that kept her sane His eyes dilated into small squares while watching her expression. They’re practically chest to chest, and he can practically feel her heartbeat every time he takes another large breath to keep his cool.

With her this close, he catches her eyes dart to his lips, and he follows her lead. ‘This isn’t real,’ he reminds himself, and it almost works, almost. Well, at least that’s what he’d tell himself later. But when he looks up at her face, it’s flushed as red as her hair, and she cracks his final resolve with the most alluring and sensual, hushed, “Jax.”

He breaks. Not just a little bit but into a million pieces as his lips crash into hers. The only thought he can process is why he hadn't done this sooner. For the first time since he’s been here, it all felt real. Her lips, his heart that Caine swore he didn’t have roaring in his ears, his lungs gasping for air when they parted for a moment only to crash back together. He was a fucking knock-off bugs bunny kissing a life-size ragdoll in bad 3D animation, and he felt as existent as the memories he had of the life he didn’t mean to leave behind.

Her little gasps and whines, whimpering the only name he ever remembers against his mouth while wrapped in each other's arms, make him feel the most alive he’s ever felt. This damn circus will take it away from him again. He knows this; it’s hell for a reason, but he’ll savor all of it he can. All of her. Even if it’s just for a moment, even if it doesn’t happen again, he can pretend. This isn’t real, but God, for once, he wishes it was.

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #jax x ragatha #tadc ragatha #jax tadc #ragatha x jax #mia writes #bunnydoll

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uraichievents · 1 year

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Monday, June 26th, 2023 - Sunday, July 2nd, 2023

General Info

What is UraIchi Week?

It’s a week-long fanworks event to promote the Urahara Kisuke x Kurosaki Ichigo ship. There’s no sign-up, it’s just for fun, and everybody can participate. Completed works and wips are both acceptable, and any type of fanwork (fanfic, fanart, gifsets, etc.) is welcome. NSFW and/or potentially trigger-y content is allowed, although please remember to tag your works properly.

The ship itself can be written romantically or platonically so long as it stars these two characters together in some way. Poly ships are also fine so long as Ichigo and Kisuke are still the focus of the fanwork. And crossovers and fusions are also allowed even if it isn’t one of the given prompts for the event. Basically, anything goes, and the only criteria is that it has to be UraIchi-centric.

Posting:

For those of you with Tumblr, you can tag your stuff with #UraIchi Week 2023 in the first five tags of your post. I’ll be tracking that tag so I’ll see it and reblog it to this blog. (If it’s been a few days since you posted and I still haven’t reblogged it, something probably went wrong, Tumblr’s not always reliable, so just shoot me an ask about it and I’ll reblog it.)

For those of you with AO3, I will create a collection a day or two before the event starts, and you’ll be able to add your work to the collection when you post. (I’ll toss up a notice for everyone once the collection is up.)

And of course we have our Discord server (link is on the sidebar) so if you want to come and talk about what you’re working on or you just want to chat, feel free to join us there!

At this point, the UraIchi Server has definitely gotten a lot bigger than just UraIchi, but we do still have channels dedicated to UraIchi events.

~ Themes

The votes are in and tallied so here are the results that everyone’s been waiting for! It’s your choice whether or not you want to make a fanwork that includes all the themes of that day, or a fanwork for each theme, or a fanwork for just one. You can make something for each day of the week or just one or two days. And if your fanwork doesn’t fit any of the themes, there’s a Creator’s Choice option on the last day so feel free to bring your own ideas to this event. All prompts can be interpreted any way you want as well, it’s entirely up to you, any extra bits I’ve added is just to help get those inspiration bunnies hopping.

An extra note about the sentence prompts: feel free to change the tenses and pronouns as it suits you. If you’re inspired by a sentence prompt, then of course you should include it in your fic (as opposed to the quote prompts which are just inspiration in a general-theme-of-your-work sort of way), but if you need to change the tense from present to past, or if you’re doing a genderbend fic and need to change the pronoun, that’s perfectly fine.

And now here are the prompts:

June 26th, 2023 - Day 1: the passage of time is a game-changer, for better or for worse

Time Travel AU / Dimension Travel AU

"At this point, I've died so many times, once more isn't going to make a difference."

Post-Canon AU

"This isn't your responsibility." / "It isn't yours either."

June 27th, 2023 - Day 2: o if only the dead could speak— you would hear the stories they could tell, of the terrible things we did for love

Loyalty Kink

"Him or the world? That's easy."

Oaths / Vows

"Everything I've ever let go of has claw marks on it." - David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

June 28th, 2023 - Day 3: is there really so great a difference, between man and martyr and monster?

vs. Gotei 13 AU

"You could at least keep your pet killer on a leash."

Mafia AU

"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you look when considering violence?" - Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

June 29th, 2023 - Day 4: i was never human to begin with (you made sure of that)

Feral

Eldritch/Horror/Supernatural Elements AU

Binding Contracts

"Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?" - Friedrich Nietzsche

June 30th, 2023 - Day 5: our love was forged across battlefields (we fought for every bit of it, every single day)

Soulmates AU

"I want you to stay. Am I still not being clear enough?"

Arranged Marriage AU

"We accept the love we think we deserve." - Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

July 1st, 2023 - Day 6: redemption or destruction— which one will you be to me?

Touch-Starved Character(s)

"I've forgotten how to be kind."

Mask

"I desire the things that will destroy me in the end." - Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

July 2nd, 2023 - Day 7:

Creator’s Choice!

#psa #uraichi #bleach #uraichi week 2023 #uraichi week

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gougarfem · 4 months

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i don't know how to make this post, or if anyone really still follows me (tumblr has a new algorithm so i'm pretty sure you have to be active for posts to show up, i'm mad about it). i haven't been active on here in a long time, because. i wish there was a prettier way to say this but i had to make the decision to retransition. i've had severe dysphoria ever since i can remember, and was diagnosed with GID as a child; it's persisted and only gotten worse over time. i've been in therapy ever since my diagnosis with a variety of providers, most of them not particularly trans-inclusive, who did not try to push transition on me and instead helped me unpack my trauma and my feelings around my body (i've spoken about my experiences with GIDS in previous posts, that's a whole different story). detransition and therapy did not do for me what it's done for other dysphoric women, and i reached a point where i had to consider whether it was worth living miserably for the sake of being true to my biological sex or whether i should take the easy road and try to pass as male to wider society. i took the easy road, and i'm not proud of it, but life is short and my choices feel so limited despite everything i've done to work through this.

i still hold true to my radfem beliefs, even though i'm going through a process that seems to contradict them. i feel like i've betrayed this community, and i so badly wanted to be living proof for younger dysphoric girls that it does get better, that you don't need to pretend you're a man, but for some unknown reason the only way i feel okay is by doing that very thing. if you followed me for my detransition content, i'm so sorry, and i'm more than happy to answer questions about my decision, dysphoria/transsexualism in general, and what it means to try to survive in a society that shows few signs of change for women. i really hope people here are open to discussion, because this is the most lovely, supportive and critical environment i've found online, and i truly enjoy hearing your views and opinions.

take care and have a wonderful day <3 thank you for reading

#lav.txt #detransition #transition #terfs do touch #radfems do touch #radfems do interact #radblr #dysphoria

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tismrot · 7 months

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AZI’S ROLE IN CROWLEY’S FALL, more meta (guilt, angelic hierarchy, etc)

I saw a long meta post about Azi feeling responsible for Crowley falling (but Tumblr bugged and I can’t find it again) and I’m here to expand on that.

Yes - Azi feels guilty because he’s done so many worse, more indulgent things than Crowley ever did in Heaven. It’s likely that Crowley doesn’t even know exactly what he did - he hung out with the wrong people and asked questions, he says, but that sounds more speculative hindsight to me. He’s vague because he actually doesn’t know. I think it was simply his attitude; his refusal to mask his disappointments and opinions. While one question might have runneth his chalice over for the Metatron and God, he was always on his way to damnation.

Aziraphale knew this, since we know they knew of and cared for each other before Crowley’s Fall. The extent of their relationship is unknown, because Crowley seems to have some soap opera amnesia, just like Jim - to be fair, trauma can do this to you. Make you not remember your ‘childhood’.

The thing is, Aziraphale can get away with everything Crowley couldn’t because FIRST of all, Crowley was the archangel Raphael. He was up there with Gabriel and Michael. One sassy question from him and all of Heaven might crumble. Aziraphale, on the other hand, is just a principality, an angel tasked with suggesting humans - predominantly prophets - do good/God’s will (literally, look it up). The lowest order. In office terms, Crowley is the bosses’ favorite creative director, while Aziraphale is a street salesman trying to make you subscribe to some shitty phone plan. It doesn’t really matter if Aziraphale asks questions because nobody cares what he thinks anyways. He is only allowed miracles that help him sell phone plans, metaphorically. Raphael’s miracles create galaxies, literally.

SECOND of all, neither the Metatron nor God are omnipresent or omniscient. Not even in Heaven, but certainly not on Earth. We saw the spy photos of Azi and Crowley throughout time. They don’t have any clue about Earth and rely on the same type of intel the spies on the benches in London send their respective governments. Most, if not all of Aziraphale’s transgressions happen on Earth. Heaven doesn’t really know Aziraphale does anything worse than eating sushi and occasionally bumping into a dude who they later, after the not-apocalypse, learn is Crowley. Remember how Gabriel didn’t recognize Bildad? Yeah. The spy photos of Azi and Crowley throughout time was, to Heaven, pictures of Azi and *some guy*.

Why does Aziraphale, with his low rank and limited miracle abilities, feel guilty? For the same reason you felt guilty when the bullies bullied your friend and you just stood there. You couldn’t have stopped the bullying, you might have just gotten hurt yourself - but due to your own immaturity and fear, you did nothing. Aziraphale is always afraid of Falling, not just because of Hell or sulphur or damnation, but because Falling reminds him of his cowardice, and that if he had done the right and good thing and stood up to the bullies, him and Crowley could have been traumatized, but honest lovers for 6000 years. He HAS to fear Falling, because deep within him somewhere, if he doesn’t fear the Fall, he might WANT it too much, because it would allow him to be with Crowley.

EDIT: Crowley might enjoy watching Aziraphale indulge in earthly pleasures not just because of the whole “evil” temptation demon-thing OR because he’s desperately in love… He might also enjoy watching Aziraphale eat and drink because he knows Aziraphale can get away with it, and wants him to have good things? Maybe.

WHO WOULDN’T FALL FOR BILDAD?

#crowley #good omens fandom #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale #good omens 2 #ineffable spouses #innefable husbands #crowley edits #ineffable divorce #ineffable husbands #crowley good omens #good omens meta #good omens fic rec #good omens tv #good omens season 3 speculation #good omens theory

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ask-fgod · 11 months

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A look at a self worse/better than you.

Ink, the God of Creation, was selfish although he refused to admit it to anyone. Prism, is the complete opposite. Let's see what happens when these two are allowed to interact. Kinda a gift to Im_Sorry_Buddy, kinda just me messing around with two blorbos. A crossover between the tumblr blog @/ask-fgod and the fic For the Forgotten Ones.

One-shot under the cut.

Ink had always noticed that mirror. Never interacted with it surprisingly enough, even though he's usually a curious kind of guy.

And a kind of guy who wasn't really scared of anything, but something about it made him uneasy, even though it's just a mirror. Literally just a plain old mirror.

Looking at it made him feel watched. Like someone was observing him, even though like he said, it's an object. He doesn't like repeating himself, but it's a stupid old mirror.

But that's the thing. It's a mirror that's been floating there for who knows how long. It was there when he first came to this place, which was when he was only a few days old.

And he's… uh…

He doesn't know how old he is now, but it's a lot. A lot a lot. Tons. Hundreds. Thousands. He would even say it's like a millena or two.

The mirror was there though. Throughout all of time. He didn't even remember creating it. Whichever being who brought him into existence might've left it for him as a gift or whatnot.

Well, it's not a good gift, that's for sure. It's just a mirror. A creepy old mirror. Curse whoever made him, that's the worst gift he ever could've gotten.

But it's been long enough avoiding it, he supposes. Might as well take a closer look at it.

Ink walks from universe to universe, taking his sweet precious time making his way over to it. The universes are close enough to where he can just walk from each to each, so he might as well.

With each step, the anticipation fills Ink's lack of a soul. It feels like someone is waiting for him, even though the mirror is just an inanimate object.

Despite the mirror's lack of a brain or soul, that someone Ink feels seems like they've been waiting for quite a long time to speak with him. About what, he doesn't really know.

He's read stories about reflections leading to other universes. Hell, he's even made universes that have plotlines revolving around that.

Hey! Speaking of that, he's on one of 'em right now! Hi mirror universe he forgot the name of! Ink waves at the door leading to the universe's inside. How ya doin'?

Maybe he should take a visit and see how everyone's doing there! Do a lil' check-up.

But he was doing something, wasn't he? What was it…?

Oh, right! That mirror. He's pretty close to it now, enough to where he can see his reflection in it. He also waves at his reflection. The reflection doesn't wave back.

Huh. Maybe the mirror is like, a cursed item. If so, pretty uncool of his creator to give him that. He's just a little silly guy, he doesn't deserve cursed items.

The guy in the mirror (that looks a lot like him but a tad different) is probably gonna come out and deck him in the face. Or try to. He isn't gonna give him the chance.

Ink pulls out Broomie from his back. He has to be prepared for some evil doppelganger tryna steal his place. Or whatever the guy in the mirror is.

Might be some evil clone of him that's like Roro and Berror that destroys stuff. His beautiful creations, his beautiful stuff.

"Hey, you!"

Huh.

"Get over here, you greyed-out idiot!!!"

Whuh.

"You hear me, don't you!? I have alotta things to say to you!!!"

Whozzat.

Ohhhh… That voice must be his evil mirror doppelganger ganger.

Makes sense, it sounds so much like him but less silly and full of joy.

Also why did he call him greyed-out. He's been called an idiot before, but not greyed-out.

Maybe evil doppelgangers like him have their own weird insults. Doesn't make sense, but it's something.

…Oooh! Maybe he could use that for a new AU idea!!!

Ink approaches the mirror, waving one hand up in a greeting, and another hand wrapped around his dear Broomie, with a big ol' smile on his face.

"Heya there my evil mirror reflection doppelganger that I have just only checked out today! How ya doin'?" He asks his alternate.

The said alternate bangs on the mirror, a small paint figure walking out of it and kicking Ink's leg as hard as it can. Which isn't hard.

"Are you insane???" The Ink in the mirror responds angrily. "How can you be like this when your whole world is falling apart!!!"

Ink leans on the mirror casually. "Doppel, bud, Doppel short for Doppelganger… I have no idea what ya mean."

"Of course." The other Ink, now dubbed Doppel by the Ink outside the mirror, "You would act like you don't know, because you're the one causing it!!!"

Ink just stares at him like an idiot, like he doesn't know what he's talking about. He does, though. "Who told ya that, buddy? Error? Blueberror? Nightmare? They're all wrong, ya know. Covering their own butts for what they're actually causing."

Doppel points a finger at the mirror, right at Ink. "Monochrome, you know exactly what I mean! I've seen your universe, I've been observing it for I don't know how long! You're making too much, and abusing that power most Inks don't have, and your place is going to die from it!"

Ink looks from the left to right and sits down next to the mirror, leaning on it still. "Whaddya just call me?"

"Monochrome, because that's what your universe looks like, and that's what you deserve to be called. You're an embarrassment to all Inks throughout the multiverse!" He responds.

"Ohhh…" Ink looks on with a thoughtful expression. "Wait, there's other Inks? That's cool! So this thingys like a communication device?"

"Yes, but-"

"Can I talk to an Ink other than you?"

"You're avoiding the topic, aren't you!" Doppel raises his arms up in frustration, exasperated. "Just admit it! It's not like there's anyone else here that's going to hear you!"

Hmm… Should he? Doppel is right, there isn't anyone here. And there never will be anyone else here, due to him being the only one that has access to this place.

Still, his pride though…

'What about his pride?' He thinks back to himself. If anything, he would have even more pride by showing Doppel how powerful he is.

It's only the other's fault that he doesn't see it the same way.

"Fineeee…" He says childishly. "Ya got me, Doppel bud. But 't's not really like you can do anything about it, can ya?"

Doppel sighs. "You're right, Monochrome. I can't. But I can at least warn you. Which you clearly aren't listening to, but at least I tried!"

"Warn me about wha?"

"Y- You-" He groans, exasperated. "Warn you about your whole multiverse dying! Your Error and Blueberror can't keep on going forever, y'know."

"Uh." Ink stares at him, looking behind from where he's sitting. "Ya they can. They're immortal. If I can create this much, then the two of them combined can surely keep up, you get me?"

"No Monochrome, I do not get you. I do not get you at all. I have to ask you a question, do you think they enjoy destruction as much as your creation?" He asks.

"Ye-"

"Tell the truth."

"Yes."

"Tell. The truth."

"I said it, I think they do!"

"Monochrome, so stars help me." Doppel tiredly looks at Ink, an expression emoting his frustration clear on his face.

Ink makes a face similar to a cat, his ovalike eyes round with faux-innocence. "Trust me, I realllllly do think they like it!"

"You're me, Monochrome. I'm you." He pauses. "I think I'd know well enough when you aren't being honest. I think even you can tell that your Error and Blueberror are unhappy about what they're being forced to do."

"But Berror is pretty murder-happy i'nt he? He's killed me on multiple occasions." The other proudly proclaims. "So why wouldn't he be happy killing people other than me?"

"Because you suck. Next."

"I don't suck!"

"Yes, you do."

"No, I don't! I'm a cool little silly guy who has never done anything wrong or immoral in his life! Trust me!" Ink insists.

"I do not trust you." Doppel strikes back. "Anyways, how about Error? He rarely lays a finger on your smug little body."

"You're small too!"

"You're avoiding the question again. Answer it." He commands Ink.

"Well…" He pauses, thoughtful. Thinking with that little small brain of his. "Roro just likes me more, I guess!"

"I doubt that. Error's just more of a pacifist than anything."

"Then why does he-"

"He only kills because you force him to. I thought we already established this, Monochrome."

"Well… Hmm… How do I know that?" Ink laughs. It's hard to tell if he's laughing at the situation he's in, laughing at Doppel, or just laughing in general. It doesn't really matter, he's laughing anyways.

Doppel, meanwhile, isn't amused by this.

"Hey, you greyscale little liar! This isn't a laughing matter! You wanna know how you know that?"

"Hm… hehehe… bet, I guess." He giggles.

Doppel inhales, then exhales, calming himself. He has to, or he will find a way to strangle this little self-serving… self-serving… stars, he can't even think of an insult.

Well, it's not like he deserves one.

He begins his question. "You know how Error fell into the void? Like, on purpose?"

"Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything? He's back now, right?" He unseriously remarks.

"Well, I've looked at other multiverses… and some are very similar to yours. So similar, like they stem from the same concept."

"Your point being…?"

Doppel hovers over him, trying to look as threatening as possible. He has to get this through the other's thick skull that he could've had it worse. "Error could've dragged you in there with him if he was a quote on quote 'worse' person. You'd both be gone if that was the case. And I don't think in your multiverse a magical deity would be willing to save someone like you."

Ink stares, silent. He looks up at all the universes jam-packed together, stares behind him at Doppel through the mirror, stares at Broomie who is sitting right beside him. A thought crosses his mind.

A thought of if that really could've happened.

But before he even has the chance to read through what Doppels statement implied, he laughs.

"You really think I'm gonna believe that?!" He giggles. "You gotta be joking me. I would never leave myself open to an attack like that, even if that ever were to happen!" Ink snorts, falling onto his back in laughter. "People love me, they'd protect me from getting dragged into there. And Error knows not to do that to me, cuz he knows that I'm the one in charge, y'know?"

Doppel just stares at him incredulously.

Ink continues. "Dream would defend me, all my creations would defend me, everyone other than Nightmare, his gang, Error, and Blueberror would protect me! It's like… uh… five? Six? Four? Against tons! I'm not gonna fall into the void, even if I did I know whoever made me would get me out, you do realize that, right?"

Doppel still stares.

"Are ya… huff puff… Wow that's a lot… Yeesh you gotta be… puff huff… More threatening and real than that to make me doubt myself!" Ink rolls over on the floor, onto his side, grabbing his non-existent stomach.

"You're insane." Doppel states. "What are you even doing this for, anyways?"

"Cuz I like it, Dop-Dop! It's not gonna go downhill anytime soon, so why should I stop when I have all the support on this side of the multiverse!?"

"Because it's hurting people???" He says, incredulous yet again. Yet again? He's been incredulous for almost this whole conversation. "Is that all you care about? Fun? Attention? Being the hero?"

Ink sits up, finally gotten all the laughs and giggles out of his system. "I don't wanna say you're right, but I don't really wanna say you're wrong, either. Just leave, you aren't gonna change my mind."

Doppel glares at him. "At least I tried. It's your own fault if this backfires on you, one way or another. I hope I never see you again."

With that, Doppel disappears from the mirrors reflection, leaving Ink only to stare at himself.

Like he always is. Focused on himself.

Never even thinking of consequences.

Never.

#mod kris #fgod #forced god of destruction #ftfo #for the forgotten ones #ink sans #ink!sans #fgod ink #fgod!ink #ftfo prism #ftfo!prism #utmv #undertale au

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demonofnowhere · 10 months

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Time’s Time: Time for Thomas (don’t interrupt him) & Time for Stelle (interrupt me ASAP)

* now, i once had a lovely introduction to this post. i did, honest. it discussed how twitter has gotten worse and worse, and how if things went well i will do my best to post more thomas stuff here, and even briefly mentioned what this post is actually about. . .

* then firefox crashed. * being new to tumblr, i had not saved a draft of my post. in fact, i found out you could save drafts mere minutes before firefox crashed. i thought to myself “wow! what a nifty feature!”, and then proceeded to not save it. this almost happened twice actually. i managed to save it the second time thankfully. i’m still livid though.

* thank you stelle, you are a really useless idiot.

* therefore, we’re not going to have that nice introduction. the only things you need to know from that post is that you can find me on Twitter (@DemonOfNowhere) for more of my usual infodumping, and that i’ve ditched my usual typing quirks in favour of making this post readable for you all. let’s get straight to the point instead. * greetings, i’m stelle, demon of nowhere (name change pending?), and it is unfortunately time for thomas.

Doesn’t it feel strange to see me type normally? With dignity? With even the slightest amount of respect for myself? Err, ahem, I mean... Thomas! I love Thomas. I love the ending of “Stepney’s Special” for Thomas.

Thomas tries very hard to maintain a very professional profile on his branch line. It’s likely something he picked up from Gordon, if his attempts to imitate him whilst he was younger are anything to go by (note “Thomas’ Train”). If you get in Thomas’s way, he kicks up such a fuss and holds it against you until either one of your gets a taste of Sudrian karma (”you” being Percy in this situation, usually). This all means that when Thomas is shunted to allow Stepney, a newcomer, fly past him with one measely coach while Thomas, Annie, Clarabel and their passengers crossly wait for him to pass, Thomas gets cross.

Really cross. Super cross. He holds it against Stepney and is still fuming by the time the next morning arrives.

Thomas spoils the effect of it very quickly though. Of course he does, he’s Thomas and he’s stupid. All Stepney had to do was give one compliment and next thing he knew, Thomas was telling him EVERYTHING about his branch like an eight-year-old telling their parent all about their cool new toy they got (don’t let Mattel hear about this). Stepney calls Thomas an expert once, and away Thomas goes, not only to stroke his own ego a little, but also just because he’s too happy to ramble about his prized branch line (which Percy and Toby clearly think is hilarious, based on the illustration...). He’s a bit like me in that sense; we like to ramble about things no one cares about, but we can’t stop ourselves. Please help me.

One of my favourite parts of this exchange is the following line: “Ah well,” said Thomas modestly.

“Modestly” is the funniest words ever used to describe Thomas the Tank Engine. You and I of course both know that, despite his good heart, he is anything but modest.

Now, there’s something else I’d like to talk about here too. If you’ve read my ramblings before, you know that I cannot type for five seconds without bringing up something else that I didn’t mean to bring up but brought up anyway. I’m silly like that.

If Thomas got mad at Stepney for interrupting his branch line’s timetable once...

...How would he feel about having a whole train that has to do everything in its power to NOT interrupt the usual services?

In notes of Ffarquhar’s layout, the land cruise enthusaist train is noted to be scheduled in-between regular services, and mustn’t disrupt traffic. This is implied to be more difficult than it ought to be, partially because rail enthusiasts are rail enthusiasts and getting them back into the coaches is a miserable experience for the station’s secretary, and partially due to shunting arrangements at Ffarquhar that are absolutely mind-boggling (a document I wrote up of Ffarquhar’s timetable, according to the Awdry DVD, can be found here!).

The moment the Bloomer, or whoever the enthusiasts’ engine happens to be, arrives, he has to square his fancy saloon coaches away to make room for Thomas, Annie and Clarabel’s next down service. So, imagine for me, what happens when Bloomer indulges the enthusiasts’ interest in him at the platform for a little too long, only for Thomas with his grumpy little face to huff into the station yard and start angrily shouting at Bloomer to Get Out Of His Way Or Else The Fat Controller Will Find Out And You Will Regret That.

Now, we of course know little of Bloomer, but I’ve always thought of him not quite as an old grandpa, but rather a showman who takes a lot of pride in his theatrics on a railway filled mainly of engines still in regular service. Bloomer doesn’t get to appear publicly very often, but when he does, he’s going to make it worthwhile. He’s going to bask in the spotlight for as long as he can, impressing everyone who is lucky enough to draw eyes on him, and he’s certainly no pushover. If Bloomer wants to spend time talking to the enthusiasts about his past life (though he has to keep SOME secrets, of course. Part of the act, a bit of mystery is always fun), then he’s going to spend as much time as he can doing just that -- which he always does.

This drives Thomas insane. A WHOLE TRAIN THAT COULD THROW ALL OF HIS TIMETABLE, ALL THAT HE’S WORKED FOR, OUT THE WINDOW SO EASILY? WHAT. The poor guy. He and Bloomer would be the ultimate enemies, egomanaics for different reasons that will forever butt heads while the other Ffarquhar engines would wish they’d just shut up for two seconds.

He cheerfully and dutifully shunts Annie and Clarabel along from the carriage shed... then he sees Bloomer’s ugly mug taking up the platform. “YOU,” Thomas hissed, grounding to a halt, “YOU’RE not supposed to be here.” “Ah,” Bloomer smiled sweetly, “Thomas my boy, I most certainly belong here. It’s part of my act for me to be right here, right now. ‘Tis merely part of my script.” “Right now!?” scoffed Thomas, as Annie and Clarabel chattered quietly behind, “Right now, you and your ugly great houses on wheels are meant to be by the cattle dock! Never mind your ‘act’, my Timetable is much more important! You always talk such nonsense.” “And you always talk ever so much, yet say very little,” mused Bloomer, “A script would do you well, improv is clearly not your strong suit, Thomas my darling. For such a famous little engine, you never seem to respect the life of a shining star. What a waste, what a waste. We Enthusiast Engines have far more than timetables to worry about, boy; we have fans to please.” Thomas wanted to retort, but was interrupted by a shrill, long blast of Bloomer’s whistle. “I hope you all enjoyed the first part of the show!” Bloomer called to his passengers, as he began to back away, “We shall return after our intermission, and I have no doubt you shall all be there to witness the Grand Finale of today’s display! Make sure to be there at 6 o’clock sharp. After all, Time’s Time.” Bloomer winked in Thomas’s direction. Thomas’s face was redder than Bloomer’s paint, and he had practically vanished behind a thick cloud of steam. “What a horrid engine!” he grumbled to Annie and Clarabel when he finally made it to the platform, “He thinks the whole railway revolves about him, and expects everyone to work at HIS pace! The shame of it, the shame of it...” Annie and Clarabel really thought it all rather ironic.

This is all made funnier by the fact that once the enthusiasts’ train leaves Ffarquhar for the junction, it crosses Thomas with Annie and Clarabel going up the line at Elsbridge. Thomas has yet another chance to start bickering with Bloomer, especially when the Ffarquhar secretary likely couldn’t get the stragglers into Bloomer’s coaches in time (and Bloomer of course didn’t help her one bit). Their next rowl shall be exciting stuff for all involved -- except Annie and Clarabel, who have tried reasoning with Thomas the whole time, but haven’t quite been able to get through to their stubborn engine.

Now, realistically, I had planned to do a bit more talking rather than writing a whole scene. However, much like Thomas, improv isn’t my strong suit, and I hadn’t at first planned for this to be a Bloomer discussion, and perhaps this has gone on for long enough. Whoops!

What have we learnt today? Well, personally, I’ve learnt that I probably need to get the hang of writing these posts. This probably hasn’t worked out super well. Those of you who are more familar with this site are probably cringing so hard at me right now, and you’re entirely right to do so. For shame, me, for shame...

Usually, I like to round these off with a nice, poetic conclusion about what we’ve discussed today... but really I didn’t know that this post was going in the direction it went into. I mainly wrote this to get my foot in the door and finally post something of substance here. Apparently my second to most popular post here is talking about how fucking funny Terence the Tractor here. Can we change that please? Terence the Tractor is funny but... I can do better than that...

Well, no, no I can’t.

...

You know, I meant to start using my typing quirks again at the end of the post.

But now we’re here, and it doesn’t feel right for me to start using them.

...

I’m doing an awful job at ending this.

...

Maybe Terence the Tractor IS the best I can do.

Hmm.

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1, 3, 4, 7, 8, 9, 10, 12, 14, 16, 22, 23 for the choose the violence asks 🔪

1. the character everyone gets wrong

Faragonda. People either think that she's secretly a villain or that she's a meek, old grandma. The villain part is really annoying because people act like Faragonda sending the Winx on life-threatening missions is a writing choice made in regards to showing her character when it's a writing choice made for the sake of plot. The writers don't care how Faragonda comes off if they can get their little plot with getting the Winx to save the day work. It's true about everything. How come she spies on the Winx but never does it when they actually need help and she could save them but at the cost of interfering with the plot? Her seemingly keeping the Agador box (4x01) is just the writers being lazy with coming up with a new design for something that will be on screen for 10 seconds. Honestly, name one of her "shady" actions that cannot be explained as a plot convenience. The other side of the spectrum is honestly just... Are you blind? She clearly has a lot more backbone than people realize, yet when that's noticed, it somehow makes her a villain. I am tired.

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

Somebody implying that Daphne is at fault for getting killed by the Ancestral Witches because she chose to sacrifice herself for Bloom and she could have just let her baby sister get murdered if she'd wanted to save herself. What even???????? *flips table*

4. what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

I block over too many wrong opinions or just a few opinions that are Very Wrong TM. So it's usually that. I don't try to remember what exactly made me mad.

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

Roxy, kind of. I don't hate her but every time I see someone whining about her not being part of the later seasons and bemoaning the fact that she was supposed to be the seventh Winx but then dissapeared, I start to hate her... until I distance myself from that part of fandom. I think Roxy has much potential in her quality of being a foil to Bloom, someone with a very similar backstory but completely different feelings on magic and being a fairy. However, the writers are so hellbent on making her Bloom 2.0 that they completely ignore the differences between the two that they themselves wrote in and the fandom just makes all of that worse when they try to shove Roxy everywhere and force her into the same mold that the Winx fit into. Roxy should have gotten to decide for herself and instead of going to Alfea should have stayed at home with her long-lost mother. Morgana was literally the queen of the Earth fairies. I bet she could have taught Roxy everything she'd learn at Alfea and more, considering that Earth seems to have a different branch of magic altogether that probably differs from the curriculum at Alfea. Plus, that way she could have spent some time with the mother that is a stranger to her and she could have found her own path instead of being forced into something she clearly didn't want just to be like the Winx and, more importantly, Bloom.

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

The idea that SotLK is a better movie than Magical Adventure. The way that Bloom makes headway in her search for her parents is so fucking random. We never learn how the Winx found Hagen, the English dub cut the part where Daphne explains why she now thinks that the Roc might have survived when, for 20 years, she believed it to have been destroyed, and the Book of Fate is the literal fucking worst plot device ever. It straight up tells them that Marion and Oritel are in Obsidian. Don't even get me started on the whole mess that happens once they get there or the search for the key to Obsidian. And the theme - if it can even be called that - is a joke.

Magical Adventure suffers from the fact that the scenes have to be in a certain sequence to make sense and keep the suspense but that sequence makes the story feel like two movies mashed into one. However, the two segments are not bad at all. Sure, there are things that don't work (ugh, that montage with the suitors - what were they thinking?!?!?!). But the movie tries to focus on Bloom's relationship with her birth parents, which the first movie completely skipped over. Bloom and Sky are actually somewhat likable. We see the Winx without magic which hasn't happened since when? Season 1? The Ancestral Witches are actually scary when they possess the Trix and the fights are interesting and creative. Plus, there is a coherent theme about how parents' actions affect their children (there was another nuance here that I can't remember now because it's been a while since I watched it).

Anyway, Magical Adventure supremacy.

9. worst part of canon

I already talked about all the bullshit in SotLK and besides I really hate what they did with Zenith. The source of most technological advancements and, of course, they made the whole society be logic-based and emotionless. I. Cannot. Stand. It! They should have made Zenith's technology come from a place of empathy, of wanting to improve life so much for everyone that they become too focused on their work and don't notice how they isolate themselves from everyone else, including each other. It would have been so much more interesting and they could have kept Tecna as a logic-driven person, who's not good with feelings because that's just who she is. She'd fit even better with Winx if she comes from a planet so dedicated to helping everyone else that they neglect themselves and their emotions.

10. worst part of fanon

Blorboifying Valtor. I'm sorry but if you think you want a real-life Valtor, you need to go outside and touch grass. Not to mention that Valtor stans in general seem to have a very distorted view of him. This man has the temper and anger management of a fucking toddler. The only reason why he manages to remain collected and calm a lot of the time is because pretty much no one can stand up to him and pose a threat to his plans and his ego. At the same time somehow people completely miss the fact that he's vain and self-centered and clinging so desperately to his charisma and skills because he knows that deep down he is nothing more than a monster that was created to be a tool for the Ancestral Witches and he hates that. He's practically in constant denial mode about how truly sad his existence is.

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

Krystal! She's already at a disadvantage because she's introduced in season 5 AND is instantly shoved in the bullshit drama between Helia and Flora. I have seen people hate on her and call her a shady bitch when all she's done is be overexcited about seeing Helia and managing to defeat the Winx at volleyball and then realizing that maybe the situation came off wrong to Flora and trying to talk to her and tell her that Helia only loves her and he and Krystal are just friends. She's just an excitable teen and she's not at fault for Helia acting weird as fuck and introducing Flora to her as his "friend" as if they haven't been dating for 3 years. Smh. #JusticeForKrystal2kforever

14. that one thing you see in fics all the time

Giving alien features to the girls. Like, I get it but it's always surface level because in the end it's so much easier to work with humanoid characters that you don't have to invent a whole new biology for. It seems completely pointless and usually doesn't come into play a lot. It feels like it's added more for diversity points rather than because it's fun or interesting.

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

Making Flora a drug dealer. The "Flora does recreational drugs" take honestly feels like people are desperately trying to make her interesting because they don't like her as she's portrayed on the show. And the idea of "Flora is okay with parts of nature that are dangerous and volatile" somehow always seems to lead to "give Flora a gun" when the two have nothing to do with each other. Flora wanting to protect all nature as it is is one of her defining traits. It feels like people are trying to erase her gentleness because they think that a mild-mannered character is worthless. Honestly, the show doesn't help. They make her empathy come down to "don't hurt it" even when the "it" in question is trying to kill her friends. They could have improved on that by letting Flora specialize in restraining spells that don't hurt the creature they're used on so that she can protect her friends and stick to her beliefs.

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

The Company of Light. Even the writers ignore it because a) they did not think it through when they added that backstory and created several plot holes, b) they never did anything with it (for the last time - where's the fucking spin-off?!?!?!?!) and c) they constantly make all of the Company members appear incompetent and weaker than they are for the sake of the plot and letting the Winx in the spotlight. Give these people screen time! They are interesting and important! *cries*

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

I guess Blicy. I just didn't understand why Icy would want to date Bloom but I read a really good fic and I can see it now.

#winx club #ask #her-majesty-wears-jeans #opinions #this is me on my way to kick a hornets' nest #winx faragonda #winx valtor #winx flora #secret of the lost kingdom #magical adventure #winx krystal #winx roxy

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frombirkhallwithlove · 1 year

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#BREAKING: Earlier this week, I "pranked" @camillasgirl and sent her a "media request", asking for an interview to mark her 10th anniversary as a royal blogger and it turns out I'm better than the Royal Rota because: I got my interview 🤭

Meanwhile, I've outed myself and, luckily, we're not getting divorced 😂 Instead, darling will be answering some of the most lovely and thoughtful questions some of my followers on Instagram sent in an exclusive (!) live later today (we're not sure about the time yet but we'll definitely save and share the link here it for you to catch up whenever you can!).

Here are the questions my darling will be answering in our Insta live later today:

1. What made you start your blog in the first place? Was there a certain event? And why did you choose Tumblr as a platform (and not e.g. Twitter, Facebook, ...)?

2. "Camilla's Girl" is such a sweet and unique name, a brand really - where did it come from?

3. What was blogging like 10 years ago compared to what it is like now? What has changed for the better and what used to be better in the early years?

4. What was your personal highlight in all of those years? Any particular tour or engagement that particularly touched you (and why?)

5. What initiative of Camilla’s is your favourite?

6. What has most surprised you about this 10 year journey you have been on?

7. Is there anything you would change about the way Camilla and her team go about stuff?

8. Has there ever been something you did not post? What was it and why?

9. Why do you think our darling Queen has only worn the Delhi Durbar Tiara once?

10. Did meeting her in person inspire you to new ideas for your amazing blog?

11. What are you most excited about in the Camillaverse for the next 10 days / months / years?

12. Which is the first memory of Camilla you have and when did you start growing interest for her? And what was the moment that lead you to decide to open a page about her?

13. What are you enjoying most about blogging about Camilla?

14. How do you handle online hate? Has it gotten better or worse in the past 10 years?

15. If you could invite Her Majesty for dinner, what would you cook?

16. What is the most important thing that you have learnt from Her Majesty all these years?

17. How could you be so dedicated to your blog for 10 years? Apart from HM what inspired you?

18. What would be any other person/ topic you would blog so passionately about?

19. What is your favorite quality you’ve observed of Her Majesty during your time covering her?

20. How do you handle online hate?

21. As the perception of Camilla has changed a lot during these last years, do you feel the approach with other people has changed too? Do you think it's simpler now or harder to interact with others?

22. What is the main message you would like to tell to the world by your blog?

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pastafossa · 1 year

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so i've asked briefcasejuice about this already but i'd also like your take too - since you're part of the daredevil tumblr fandom council and all ...

I'm writing this scene and one of my ocs asks matt if he can handle spicy food and i wanted him to explain this whole thing about pain receptors in his mouth being "sensitive"... and how he hated pineapple because of the bromelain...(the substance that breaks up the protein in your mouth, that's why it's tingly)

and then my oc asks about like regular "body" pain since touch is after all one of the senses of his that have been heightened, and he explains something along the lines of even if the feeling of pain is heightened -- his body isn't actually weaker or more sensitive - so while he gets injured like anyone else he feels the pain of those injuries differently (more). over time he has gotten used to it but its still something he's working on as he hurts himself worse with every fight.

WHAT I'M GETTING AT is that i came to @briefcasejuice about this because they're very knowledgeable about matt stuff and comic matt especially, and they told me it did sound pretty accurate - so now i guess i just want to know -

how do you interpret or view matt's sensibility when it comes to pain - and if it came up in TRT (which maybe it did and i forgot oops?) how would you write it out?

and btw - congrats on the mango thing!! what's next on the fruit discovery journey 🤨 (what else can i be shocked that you didn't try)

Ok first of I love the idea of a Daredevil tumblr fandom council, because now I've got the image of all of us gathered solemnly to talk about DD fandom topics and headcanons like

Second off, ooooh this is a good question. I can't remember if I've ever gotten deep into it in TRT, although it'll probably come up eventually. But I absolutely agree with @briefcasejuice, and with your take on it. This seems right, for a couple reasons, including my own experience with pain.

So a lot of this is based on my own issues (and one of the reasons I relate really strongly to Matt's sense of touch, touch starvation, and pain, and when writing generally include him being comforted and going near comatose beneath gentle touch). Without getting too specific, due to chronic pain and health problems, I experience something called allodynia - "pain due to a stimulus that does not normally provoke pain." Basically, my nerves are all spun up to 11 and even light sensation often reads as pain, regardless of whether I'm actually hurt - Matt's comment about 'cotton feels like sandpaper on my skin'? I get that, cause rough fabric's painful to me (another ex: put icy hot on my skin once, just about clawed it off my arm because I was convinced something had gone wrong and it was burning me). And on bad days, even very soft fabrics or, hell, a breeze, any sensation anywhere I have nerves feel like bits of glass grinding into a burn. Best explanation I have for a really bad day. And we know Matt's sense of touch is heightened. So I often think he feels a lot like me, and how you described it feels right.

Everything hurts more, even if you're not being hurt more, and even if your body's strong enough physically to take whatever's being done. Physically, there's no reason his body can't handle cotton sheets, or a food with acid, and God knows the man can take a punch. Functionally, his body is fine. But his nerves don't act that way. They send way more signals than they need to, and sure, this helps if he's trying to use them to his own advantage, but it also means he's left wide open to a far higher degree of pain from stimuli that most of us would consider more minor (pineapple, in this case) along with the pain we all regularly avoid.

Does he mostly block it out? Yes. Especially on a day to day, to the point where he may actually miss smaller injuries because he's focused on tuning out other, larger pains. I know I do - your brain eventually just goes 'oh new baseline and I still need to live so Imma put everything below it into the background so it doesn't stop us doing what we need to'. I hug people, I touch things that are rough, I use hot water with the dishes, and if I focus on it, I remember that it hurts a bit, but I've learned to tune that out for the most part. Much like me, Matt's dealt with this for years, so while he does what he can (soft sheets, avoiding certain foods, wearing certain types of clothes), he's gotten used to a lot of the day to day stuff he can't avoid, though like you said, as the injuries pile up, it just gets worse and worse as that pain stacks. Some of it might be tempered by surges of adrenaline and endorphins (why I theorize he can fight even when injured - tune it out thanks to all the practice, PLUS fighting so ferociously that his body pumps him up until he can ignore it, at least until he crashes afterwards, and crashes hard), but he's definitely feeling it far, far worse.

So I basically think it's likely, especially when pain is stacking, that he's just made a bunch of calculations for his everyday life on what's worth the pain and what isn't - certain foods? No point. Cotton sheets? No point. There is no benefit, and so he comfortably avoids it, whereas going out to fight he generally always sees as worth it since there's a tangible benefit. Those calculations at least are something we all do every day - we decide the pain of a tattoo or working out or that sour candy is worth it cause it gives us something we like. Matt just takes it up to 11. I can absolutely see him taking something like, say, pineapple - tingly and acidic - and not only feeling pain when eating it but also just literally running the mental math and going, 'yeah not worth it' because he's in enough pain day to day thanks to injuries and other things he can't avoid.

In summary: you're right and I headcanon Matt operates much like someone who's been dealing with allodynia for a while, which means he'd feel more pain from stimuli even if it's not hurting him, so he chooses things in his day-to-day to avoid and then just throws himself into the pain on big things and hopes the endorphins and adrenaline will help him tune it out.

LASTLY THANK YOU ON THE MANGO! I cannot BELIEVE I went so long without knowing how fucking delicious they were. New fruits I haven't tried that are on my list now that I realized I need to find if there are MORE DELICIOUS UNKNOWNS LIKE MANGOS: boysenberries, figs, grapefruit, guava, kumquats, passionfruit, papaya, prickly pears, and satsumas!

#daredevil #matt murdock #headcanon #allodynia #this is how i treat matt's dealing with pain anyway #i know it's not exact so i often make some adjustments #but there's just things he's said or done that resonate too much for my brain not to go 'like me??? matt is like me???'#which is strangely comforting #and so i've used a lot of personal experience to fill in the gaps on how he might operate in his day to day #and how he might function #in that he's YES more sensitive to pain even if there's not technically more pain #he just FEELS it more and his nerves TELL him it hurts more even if it's NOT hurting more #on the up (down?) side he can probably stand getting stitched up easily because he's felt way WAY more pain so it barely registers #because he's so used to tuning out even more pain so his brain's used to filing that away #BUT #when his concentration is down or he's tired that gets harder #same during injury stacking which'll only get worse as he gets older #either way he'd look at shit like pineapple and just go 'uh no that hurts I'll pass' because there's no good reason to eat it #we joke about matt's catholicism making him suffer and I joke about it too but #i think in reality he'd do these subtle little avoids for stuff like this unless he was REALLY depressed or in I Am Stick mode #or just has a good reason #and on some bad days he probably can't stand being touched tbh and would barely be able to drink room temp water (cold = pain)#at least it means the reverse it true - he'd absolutely melt beneath gentle touch or pleasant things or fleecy soft fabric #and sometimes even on bad days if you touch him *very* gently he'll tolerate the pain because he knows #that the oxytocin he gets from affectionate touch helps dull the sting just a little #(i realize this sounds bad ya'll can hug me if you see me at the con i won't turn them down i like hugs they're worth the sting)

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astridthevalkyrie · 4 months

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do you actually agree that fics depicting child r*pe should be allowed? do you not think that having media as that so accessible can de damaging? like i’m actually seriously asking not trying to give attitude

sorry i just pulled an all nighter so if this sounds incoherent it's because i haven't slept for the past 22 hours. thank you for seriously asking and not giving attitude lol

it's not about what i think should or shouldn't be allowed. fics depicting that aren't exactly my cup of tea. i don't read them, i don't write them. but authors are going to write dark content, whether that be fanfic authors or published ones. i've written dark stuff that might be totally fine with one person, but not fine with another. your local library might have stuff that makes the worst of ao3 look tame. dark content has existed and will always exist. the problem is, as that post put it, is saying authors can't or aren't allowed to write disgusting things means that now anything anyone dislikes can be labeled a disgusting thing. the slippery slope of authoritarianism.

there are published books that i would never ever want a child to accidentally happen upon, but it is the job of their parents to monitor what their kids are getting access to, the job of the librarians or booksellers to organize things in a way where it's not just open and easy for kids to read. the same thing applies with fics, it's parents' jobs to monitor their child's internet activity, and saying that children can access something is not a good enough reason to say that it means that the writer should never have brought it into existence.

fic writers have a responsibility to tag their fics and if you see someone incorrectly tagging (if you're on ao3 PLEASE be aware that "no archive warnings apply" is very very different from "author chose not to use archive warnings") or it's purposely misleading to get people to click and be traumatized, then yeah, in that case, it's absolutely the author's fault. send in a report!

but if a person as an adult sees warnings, registers them, reads the fic that has exactly those warnings, and then proceeds to say the author shouldn't have written it....it's just so much effort for a mistake on the reader's part. fic is about making yourself happy. why are you reading things that make you upset?

i was 13 or 14 when i joined tumblr. i was 10 or 11 when i started reading fanfic. at that time i barely saw minors dni stuff. i read smut, including dark fics and art that absolutely left me scared to sleep at night. not once did i ever tell the author they were at fault for writing it. i knew what i was about to read. i knew what i was consuming. it was on me and me alone (and i suppose my parents for not monitoring my internet activity). i have two younger sisters who both read and write fic. they weren't online for ff.net and they don't go on wattpad. their fanfic experience is almost entirely ao3 and the first thing they do when they go into a character or fandom tag is take out tags they don't like.

and i'm not naive. they have both most certainly read fics that they shouldn't have read. teenagers always do. i obviously did. very few teens see a minors dni and actually just stop reading the fic. but again—if the author has done their due diligence, on sites that are not meant for kids (tumblr and ao3 both), sites where freaks were promised to be allowed to be freaks, they are not responsible for minors who come into their space.

so that's one part of the argument. the other is the debate over whether writing fictional dark content makes someone as bad as actually participating in that dark content. this is an age old debate. the first time it got really big after i joined tumblr was around the time voltron 2016 came out, when people were being called pedos for shipping shiro and keith. it's gotten much worse since tiktok has become a thing. there are other people who have talked about this and explained it better than me, you can delve into the tags for "anti" or "anti anti" or "proship/antiship" or whatever it's called now.

but calling someone who ships, say, eren and levi in aot, a pedophile, is absolutely off the walls insane. first off, a loooot of people shipping age gap or adult/minor relationships are very likely to be minors themselves. secondly, it absolutely diminishes the meaning of the word. it's the same thing with incest. i've seen people say that shipping characters who are best friends is the same as incest. it's.......not. and you might think, well, yeah, that one's ridiculous, but the stuff that i'm arguing against are legitimate. and i get it. but like i said before, slippery slope. people equating someone's fictional interests to them as a person spells a very bad future for fandom.

i think a lot of this started when people were like "oh your ship is just the character you relate to and the character you have a crush on." and i'm begging people to realize that is not the case at all. a ship can be that, but it can also be "their color palettes compliment each other." it can be "they never interacted but i think they'd be interesting to see together." it can be "oh that makes a hot pair." it can be "oh this would make both characters miserable and i love it muwahahaha."

so just. please reserve the word pedophile for real-life-harming-children-and-minors pedophiles. not for people who write about fictional characters engaging in morally dubious or criminal acts. they are not the same level of crime. i think people need a reminder about why pedophilia is bad—it's because it harms children and minors, not because it disgusts us. and incest is an even more tricky subject when it comes to fiction so i'm not going to delve into it, but in the same vein, fictional incest ≠ actual incest.

i wish i had blogs to recommend that could explain this better, but you're better off just going through the tags (and anything you can find on fandom and specifically fanfic history) because my brain is super fried. and since i am not an expert i'd like to not answer more questions about this, i'm a bit too old and tired for the anti vs anti anti debate, thanks. i hope this helped 👍🏽

#ao3 #tw rape #tw child sa #tw incest #fanfiction

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Sorry to turn your blog into the dog pound ask game but just to offer up an alternative read, while I think there are plenty of times Kendall was not a good or even decent big brother I actually didn’t read the dog pound as super sinister because I think it’s actually kind of (at least conceptually) a common game kids actually do play at that age. While I understand the interpretative view that harmless things that are normal in other families are often twisted funhouse versions in the Roy family, I think there’s a valid reading that this wasn’t one of those times. While S3 was airing Kieran Culkin gave a great interview where he talked about dog pound and described it as something rewritten in Roman’s mind. (“The dog-cage moment, Roman had rewritten it as he had been bullied by Kendall. I don’t think he ever was, but I think there was something in him as a kid that felt like a victim that as an adult he has tried to process and make into something else.”) Apparently, he and Jeremy agreed on that interpretation, and I think that’s a fair way to read it (noting of course everyone is allowed their own interpretation and there is no one/right/best way to interpret a scene). Personally, I viewed the hug and sibling brawl in S4 as variations on a worsening lifelong theme – semi-new steps in a progression as opposed to one-to-one evidence of how the characters behaved in childhood but that could totally just be me…anyway, happy to provide a link to the Kieran interview if anyone is interested. I just feel that in all the dog pound discourse I almost never see anyone reference Kieran’s take on it which I do think is interesting as it really goes to that whole “what even is the past” thing the show likes to play around with but in a slightly different direction than I usually see on tumblr.

Ah right, that's a valid point too. Tbh I think I do tend to pick and choose when I factor an actor's interpretation into my reading, and maybe even some part of me is weirdly overcompensating for being a Kendall girl by fixating on him doing fucked up stuff.

At the same time though, while I do believe things had gotten much worse than they'd ever been after Logan's death because of how he and Roman had both differently felt compelled to fill that hole, I don't really see it as all that unprecedented either. Like, there was him brushing off Roman being upset about Shiv saying one day he's got to fuck something, Kendall saying "he loves it" and that he's probably jerking off over it, there was the "who'd you suck off to get out" when Roman came back from the hostage situation, the famous "you're not a real person", etc.

But also, I think part of how I view Kieran's take is that Roman is recasting Kendall as the primary aggressor in their childhood because he happens to be a safer target of his anger than Logan or any of the other people who may have hurt him or made him feel inferior. After all, he did feel comfortable enough with Kendall as a little boy being taught how to pee standing up. So it's not that he was ever purely an abusive presence in Roman's life, but these things are rooted inside of them and come out whether they mean it or not.

#roman roy #kendall roy #the roy family sickness #succession

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DON'T KNOW HOW LONG IT'S GONNA TAKE TO FEEL OKAY [500 words | post season 2] a/n: i know I said rwrb is next, and it is but this is a little tumblr exclusive because i was in my feels after seeing this gifset, and yeah this happened. title from the best day by taylor swift. for @panicatthediaz- happy birthday ty dear <3

FATHER'S DAY 2019

Eddie stares down at the mug on the table. He’s almost too scared to touch it.

Christopher had been so excited when he had offered him the gift bag, haphazardly packed with tissue. A carefully hand drawn card tucked inside of it.

When he had carefully unwrapped the mug inside,he swallowed past the lump in his throat as he read the words:

WORLD’S BEST DAD

Chris had excitedly told him how he and Buck had ordered it on one of the days they spent together while he was at work.

And that some how made it worse.

Buck let Chris think that. Worse, Buck believed it too.

Eddie had once seen one of these that had WORLD’S OKAYEST DAD emblazoned on it, and he’s not even sure if that’s appropriate.

He’s still staring at it when his phone buzzes on the table.

Buck’s name flashing across the screen. He answers because he knows Buck won’t give up until he does.

“Everything okay?” he asks upon bringing the phone up to his ear.

“God you are such a dad,” Buck replies, and he can hear the smile.

“That didn’t answer my question, Buck. You aren’t stuck in the bathtub again are you?”

“No, no. I’m fine. Just calling to make sure Chris got your present to you.”

He swallows again. And stays silent.

“Is everything okay with you?” Buck asks after the silence stretches just shy of too long.

“I just- I just want to know why?” he settles on.

“Why what Eddie?”

He can tell it’s genuine, not in the dumbstruck way that Buck does sometimes, but filled with curiosity and concern.

“Why would you buy that for him, to give to me?” he finally gets out and immediately bites his lip, “I mean world’s best dad, really?”

“Eddie-”

“At least get me one that has some truth to it,” he quietly snaps.

“Eddie we did!”

“Buck-”

“Eddie, are you telling me you don’t think that you are even the slightest bit of a good father?”

“Well it’s true.”

He hears Buck take a breath and most likely adjust himself on his couch.

“ I let him get hurt, again.”

“Eddie, it isn’t your fault his mom died. You are without a doubt in my mind one of the best fathers I know. And I know about fathers that don’t try Eddie, and you do more than try, you succeed. And no parent gets it one hundred percent right, but you have gotten damn near close. And you love him unconditionally, and he loves you. In his eyes you are the best dad he could ever ask for.”

“I left him,” is all he can say next, because there is no refuting that. And Buck can’t deny the truth.

“What he remembers is that you came back.”

He rubs a hand over his face and looks at the mug again. And maybe he doesn’t believe it all. But he can accept that to Christopher, he is the world’s best dad.

#aj writes stuff #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911versefic #911fic #usermoonlight #tuserksn #tusercourty #tuserzee #thatbuddie #userceecee #usersharky #usercombat #useroliii #useryb #tagnic #userweres #bitchhans

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lizhly-writes · 1 year

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hoooo okay, i’ve learned one thing and that thing is i can absolutely be counted upon to write a tumblr post when i should be doing something else. it’s like a terrible, terrible treat for me.

today’s procrastination tumblr post: a mdzs au, because man have i been lost in the sauce.

so. let’s start with mo xuanyu.

mo xuanyu and his cultivation skills: well, they can’t have been very good, if he’s still here at his shitty aunt’s place, could they. if he was good, he could have taken off to be a rogue cultivator; if he was good, he could at least stop his cousin from so badly beating the shit out of him. his life has gotten fucked six ways to sunday and maybe it’s depression and maybe it’s madness and maybe it’s helplessness in the face of an inevitable march to failure, but either fucking way? he can’t do shit about it.

but you don’t need to be good at cultivation to be good at demonic cultivation. is he good at demonic cultivation? irrelevant. doesn’t matter. all he needs to be is good at one thing; all he needs is a steady hand and a supply of blood, and he’ll wring out every drop of it, everything he has for this one ritual. he sinks his fingers in his own resentment and drags it out, shoves it in every carefully painted stroke on the ground.

that beautifully nightmarish array he’s drawn out? he lights that fucker up.

it fucking kills him.

good. correct. this is only right. this is the expected outcome.

except it isn’t, because after that he opens his eyes.

it takes him years to truly comprehend exactly how he’s fucked up. this is not because he is stupid; this is because he’s a baby. his brain doesn’t have enough storage, enough processing power, enough focus. you know how it is.

that’s right. mo xuanyu is reincarnated.

this isn’t what he wanted, and once the full force of exactly what has happened to him hits him, he bursts out crying. great heaving sobs like his heart’s been torn out, like the world’s wronged him. a child’s body isn’t good at emotional regulation. you know how it is.

he is quickly found, quickly held, quickly soothed, because in this life, he is not an unwanted bastard. he is a child born of love; his mother presses kisses to his forehead and his father sings him lullabies, and it has been a long time since he has been this warm.

he thinks of the revenge he was aiming for. did he successfully summon the yiling patriarch? no way to know for sure whether this reincarnation of his was an intended side effect or a fuckup of such monumental proportions that literally all it did was kill him.

that said: it’s not like he can do anything about it, because he’s a literal fucking child. an unusually intelligent child, because he has the memories of an adult man, but a child, nonetheless. he has to set aside revenge for now. key words: for now. we can’t forget this is the guy who fully intended to sacrifice his own soul to kill his family super fucking hard. it takes a certain amount of resolve to do that, and that can’t be so easily brushed away.

but for now, he is a wanted child, held carefully close, to be protected and cherished. his mother tells him that he takes after his father, with his quiet, serious nature; his father tells him that he takes after his mother, with his intelligence and cleverness. he makes new memories, full of laughter and life and light. he is loved. there is so much love that he feels drunk with it.

this is perhaps the happiest he’s ever been. the future looks so wonderful, so bright.

so of course, it doesn’t last.

his father dies and his mother dies and mo xuanyu ends up on the streets, and this is worse, this is worse than his old life, this is exactly the fate he was trying to avoid back when everyone called him mo xuanyu, except now he’s a little kid and he can’t do shit.

at least he’s not being cursed at and run off for being cutsleeve lunatic. it’s such a little thing, though. is it worth it? is it worth living?

not at all.

but his mother. his father. they wanted him to live well, they wanted him to live happily. even if he can’t accomplish that much... he should at least make the attempt, shouldn’t he?

(and doesn’t he want to see if he managed to summon the yiling patriarch after all? doesn’t he want to see if the mo family all died in the end?)

so he tries. he tries and he tries and he tries. what’s the best way to get food? who can he steal from to get what he needs? who does he need to run from, who can he run to?

if he cries just right, if he laughs just right, if he smiles just right, if he lives for just long enough --

he gets good at it. the right kind of demeanor, just the right kind of pitiful face to get coins thrown in his begging bowl. one day he gets it perfect, he gets more coin in one throw than ever before from a rich man, and he thinks: I’m going to eat big tonight.

“thanking honored sir for his generosity!” he says, making sure to look the right kind of grateful, the right kind of pathetic.

the rich man smiles back at him. “it’s nothing,” he says. and then: “what’s your name?”

it’s a bit of an odd question. no one has wanted to know mo xuanyu’s name for a while. still, there’s no harm in giving it, so mo xuanyu goes to answer.

do you know what name i’m going to put in his mouth? for all that he still half-thinks of himself as mo xuanyu, his loved mother and father gave him a name, too.

“i’m wei ying!”

#mdzs #modao zushi #mo xuanyu #mxy #liz rants #everything #mo xuanyu should have paid more attention in history class #hey has anyone written this idea before?#it feels like it's probably been written before

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