Obsidian Blade

I just read this super sad post about this girl who’s asexual and married and everyone is basically telling her that she doesn’t deserve her husband/she’s just a prude/she should just do it anyway. So I want to tell you all right now that if people tell you this, or if they tell you you’ll never have a relationship, it is BULLSHIT. My husband is asexual and I’m not. He’s sex repulsed, we don’t have sex, we never have. And it doesn’t matter to me. You know what does? He does. His mental health and wellbeing matter to me. Because he is my best friend and he’s one of the smartest, kindest, funniest people I’ve ever met. And he’s had people tel him that he’s broken and it makes me SO ANGRY because they are WRONG. Being different doesnt mean you’re broken. If you don’t like sex/don’t want it/etc. Do not let anyone tell you that you’re inferior because you’re not. Do not let anyone convice you that you’ll never have a relationship because they’re wrong(if you want one). You are not broken, and it will be okay.

This made me feel really good. Remember this, for all my ace spectrum friends out there

The amount of pressure from society to have sex is incredible. We’re told it’s linked to relationship health and if you’re not willing to do every damn thing you’re labeled a prude. It’s incredibly disheartening, especially considering how one’s libido can change over the years even if you’re not ace. Nice to see a supportive piece from a partner.

a team of magical girls, each granted powers based on their obscure music genre of choice

but no can you imagine like the main char who’s p much a giant nerd who plays vidya and knows nothing about music just that she likes video game music except she discovers her powers based on 8bit and gets recruited into the team at first she’s the weakest of them all w/ her powers being p much basic pew pew lasers but she’s fast and doesn’t need a lot of windup before she can go at it and that’s really important because her teammates need her to distract the enemy to buy time for them to compose their melodies (and then she discovers her latent powers to p much emulate the abilities from any video game whose ost she’s memorized) then there’s the classical chick whose weapon is a conductor’s baton and you’d think she’d abhor fighting and be all elegant and shit when really she just revels in epic orchestras and is tossing everyone into walls w/ the beat of the drum and there’s just so much violins (lol pun) when she’s involved also the strategist who doesn’t really fight which is fine b/c her analyzing is bomb, but then when the battle gets serious she just spends half the time standing around on the sidelines posing or w/e and 8bit’s freaking out b/c ‘wow we’re getting our asses kicked here what do you think you’re doing’   but then classic goes ‘now!’ after luring the opponent into position and the bass just fucking /drops/ and suddenly the brainy tactician is just battering and pounding away w/ dubstep

i like you

casually digs this out of the grave to point out that seanan mcquire reblogged this post holy shit

and the girl who’s originally a villain but becomes good can be horror

the punk/scream girl who just causes earthquakes by stomping her foot ,windstorms by screaming, and lightning with every guitar riff

the emo grunge that’s elegant af and fights like a fucking ballerina, beating the crap out of people with her legs

OMG

Casually reblogging my favorite fanvid of all time. I think my favorite part is when Alfred says Jason doesn’t have parents and Bruce batglares at him, omg. So precious!

"Um no you never did. But do tell." As she listened to Obsidian’s brief quip she nodded. A childhood that reminded her much of her own except Cas killed to survive she was an animal born with a red ledger she carries, but Obsidian was tainted, tainted black by another. "And what happened?"

“Lady Talia, Ra’s al Ghul’s daughter and the current leader of the League of Assassins, called me to her office and told me that I was going to kill a king. He was actually a petty dictator, but that’s beside the point. I was six, telling me he was a king was just easier. At the time I was actually pretty thrilled to be trusted with such an important mission, even though the only reason I got the job was because no one else could fit through the vents to get to him. Long story short, I literally stabbed him in the back and I got a lot of praise from my caretakers. Over time, I started getting more and more missions, and because I always got praised for my kills, I never thought I was doing anything wrong. In fact, I enjoyed myself. Until, on a mission when I was fifteen, I had to kill the target’s family too.” Obsidian shuddered. “He had a six-year-old son, who asked me why I had to be so mean to his mommy and daddy. He called me a monster. I got out of the League after that, spent a while on the run. I never did manage to get out of the business, though. I just got choosier about who I kill.”

"We really ought to sit down and tell each other whatever we’re willing to about our pasts. To be honest, I’ve been avoiding this, but since you’ve been essentially living here for a while, it’s only fair that you know why I’m up at four in the morning half the time."

Cas nodded leaning back in her chair as she deeply inhaled. “I know I’ve been avoiding it too. But I’ve told you more than you have to me. At least you know why I’m up all night, but tell me what keeps you up at 3 in the morning.”

Obsidian sat down with a sigh. "Yeah. Let's get this over with. Have I ever told you how I came to be an assassin? I don't think I have. I was taken in by a mid-ranking member of the League of Assassins when I was about four years old. They trained me. Then, when I was six, I got my first mission."

REBLOG IF YOU APPRECIATE YOUR RP PARTNERS AND JUST LIKE TO THANK THEM FOR PUTTING UP WITH YOU.

IVE DROPPED LIKE 46 THREADS SO FAR AND THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT IM SO SORRY SOMETIMES PEOPLE EVEN WRITE ME STARETERS ANS I NEVER RESPOND BECAUSE IM DUMV M SO SORRY PLEASE TAKE THIS CAKE

My muse just took a poison that was meant for your muse and is dying. How does yours react?

Obsidian kept an eye on her surroundings as she walked, hand on her purse. Her eye caught on the man sitting on a park bench, swinging his legs restlessly. He looked...grumpy, for lack of a better word. She put on her friendliest smile and went to talk to him. "Hello. Is something wrong?"

"I’ll make spaghetti, then. Do you like mushrooms?"

All she did was nod her little white haired head in response. It wasn't like she had any objections to the meal of choice. “So what did you want to talk about?”

"We really ought to sit down and tell each other whatever we're willing to about our pasts. To be honest, I've been avoiding this, but since you've been essentially living here for a while, it's only fair that you know why I'm up at four in the morning half the time."