#& if that means blowing things way out of proportion & making headcanons out of the most inconsequential things then SO BE IT

[crazylittlejester]

i don’t know if this is something Jojo is doing on purpose, or if it was an intentional detail but i grabbed and ran away with it, or if I’ve just completely read far to into things and entered the realm of just making shit up, but Warriors and his little crooked smile are so GODDAMN important to me and I am shaking him like a squeak toy (gently)

(big yap/analysis under the cut)

disclaimer, i just have a lot of thoughts, probably way too many thoughts, and 97% of them are about Wars so I might be insane, and what you’re about to read provided you’ve stuck around so far might be the equivalent of your high school english teacher yelling with tears in their eyes about how the curtains were blue to “symbolize her sadness”. also my apologies for weird spelling mistakes or oddly misspelled words, i am dyslexic 💔 but with that being said:

Warriors to me comes off as someone who’s constantly acting larger than life. He masks a LOT in front of the chain, he acts overdramatic and a bit ridiculous on purpose, and to an extent he just is a bit ridiculous, but his reactions to things are sometimes blow way out of proportion or are just larger than life in a comedic way where it just seems like he’s doing it intentionally. He comes across as a very extroverted, talkative person, and he seems like he’d honestly be a bit loud too (whether that’s who is REALLY is or what he’s REALLY like is a yap for another post). His (physical) image and the way his character/personality is perceived by others both seem like things that are not his CORE values or the things that mean the most to him, but they do seem to be at least a LITTLE bit important to him just based on how he presents himself and the way he acts. And to an extent, the whole thing with him caring so much about his looks is canon in LU, with that one sketch of him and Legend where he’s looking at his eye in a reflection of a shield and Legend says “alright break it up you two” being the first thing that comes to mind (which is in the post “Mirror Shield”, click the name for the link)

To me, from what I’ve seen and from my perspective, there are very few times we see an actual genuine smile from Warriors, and when we do it tends to be in moments where he’s not in the spotlight, he’s not trying to command the center of attention, and/or the focus is NOT on him. It tends to be moments where he just seems genuinely happy or at peace, and those seem pretty rare. He smiles a LOT, but the majority of his smiles seem big and flashy and performative, and not that that means he’s not happy AT ALL in any of those moments, but those smiles seem a lot more controlled and closely managed because he’s aware of the attention on him and therefore thinking about how he’s perceived. (I’ve made some posts in the past and I’ll probably make others in the future about how I think Warriors puts on this “Captain” or “Hero of Hyrule” persona because of how an entire war was started because a sorceress found him beautiful, and how he feels like him being just him isn’t really good enough for that and how he feels like he needs to fit in and look/act/seem like the legendary heroes he’s being compared to. He’s created this idea of what he COULD be and that’s what he presents to others, fake it till you make it and all that, but thats another yap for another day)

However there are these little moments where we see him smile, and the same one side of his mouth is pretty consistently always just a little bit higher no matter which way his head is facing (here’s a few examples):

@/linkeduniverse, from the 2023 monthly art, “January- Cold Sunrise”

@/linkeduniverse, both from “Dawn pt. 2”

And the thing that really started this whole headcanon of mine that his REAL smile is crooked was this specific part of Dawn pt. 2 where Warriors sees that Twilight is gonna be find for the first time after most likely worrying about him and being up all night:

That middle panel, to me at least, is probably the most genuine expression of a positive emotion we’ve seen from him this entire time. No one’s focus is on him, no one’s really looking at him, he doesn’t have the pressure of being the center of attention on him, and honestly even if that WERE the case, the genuine relief that hit him once he was Twilight was gonna be okay probably would’ve been enough to get a genuine smile out of him anyways. But the second he walks into the room officially, he kinda, for lack of a better way to put it, announces his presence and starts “acting” again (also from Dawn pt 2):

And while that same one side of his mouth does seem a bit higher and not very straight, it’s definitely more even than it was just five seconds previously

Now, acknowledging there is an art style, and that I also just might be insane, but Warriors’s smiles for the most part (when they seem controlled) appear to be a Lot straighter and more even to me than when it’s a more genuine moment and he doesn’t seem like he’s “acting” so much (and just a note: it certainly isn’t EVERY time, but in general, in moments like these his smile seems consistently straighter unless he’s just flat out smirking. and im not saying it’s PERFECTLY straight either, just noticeably more even). When he’s being more dramatic or intentionally obnoxious or the attention is on him, it really does feel like his smile is more controlled: here are just a few examples, obviously this isn’t every single time he’s smiled in all of LU

@/linkeduniverse, from “Swords”

@/linkeduniverse, from “Shady Escape pt 2”

@/linkeduniverse, from “Divine Dark Reflections pt. 8”

@/linkeduniverse, both from “Magic Sword”

am i looking too far into a little thing? probably. am i insane? yeah. but i just really love the idea that when Warriors is truly, genuinely happy, the part of himself that he tries to hide, the sweet and caring person he hides underneath all the dramatics, that true self he’s probably kept hidden away since the start of the war who’s been buried under insecurity and hidden because of the fear that who he is just isnt ENOUGH peaks through, and that person comes out through his happiness in the form of his smile. and yeah it does probably mean nothing and Jojo might not have done any of this on purpose, but i’m crazy, and Warriors’s crooked little smile is so so important to me *insert image of a guy crying face down on the floor because unfortunately i’ve hit the image limit*

[kanatajelly]

general yandere headcanons - wanderer

wanderer - genshin impact

warnings: general yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of physical and verbal abuse, mentions of murder (not darling), spoilers for the 3.3 archon quest

word count: 1888

what kind of yandere are they?

The yandere archetype that this man takes on really depends on the point in his life in which he meets his darling, I think.

Pre-Fatui Kabukimono would definitely be a very clingy yandere. He has a deep fear of being abandoned again like his mother abandoned him, so he would latch onto anybody who he cares for and refuse to let them go. He is desperate for affection of any kind, so it would be rather easy to make Kabukimono obsessed with you at this point in his life.

The Fatui Harbinger Scaramouche would lean more on the possessive side. Unlike the desperate boy known as Kabukimono, Scaramouche doesn’t put any trust in anybody anymore, due to the numerous betrayals that have hurt him in the past. If he gets attached to someone, Scaramouche would want everyone to know that they are his and his only. He would probably be a little controlling as well.

Scaramouche as a yandere is also most definitely sadistic. He wouldn’t do anything to severely injure or kill his darling (because what fun would it be if they died?), but he would definitely be one for physical punishment if his darling did anything wrong. He would probably find some kind of sadistic enjoyment in the punishments as well.

Finally, post-Fatui Wanderer would still be possessive, but in a less intense way than Scaramouche. The Wanderer may even allow his darling some small freedoms. However, he would still be very much paranoid about being left behind, which he likely wouldn’t admit unless you caught him in a very vulnerable state.

I feel like one thing that all the incarnations of this man share in common is jealousy. It doesn’t matter if you met him as Kabukimono, as Scaramouche, or as the Wanderer, he would still be extremely jealous of other people, especially other men. Scaramouche would be more mean about it, probably even physically harming his darling or the person who made him jealous if it got too bad. Kabukimono and the Wanderer may be less likely to practice physical harm, especially Kabukimono, but they would still get jealous. I can imagine Kabukimono outputting his jealousy as verbal abuse, while the Wanderer would likely bottle it up and avoid his darling for a while until they either figured out what was going on and confronted him, or his emotions died down somewhat.

how do they treat their darling?

Kabukimono would treat his darling as the one thing keeping him from crashing down, which is partially true. This boy has been hurt so much and he isn’t very used to living by himself, so he can easily break down when there is nobody close to him. However, due to his desperation for connection, he blows this out of proportion, which leads to his extremely clingy nature.

Like I mentioned above, Scaramouche would be controlling of his darling’s actions, because he believes that if he keeps them on a tight leash, it will lessen the chance of them abandoning him. Physical punishment would probably happen often. The thing I can imagine him doing the most is shocking his darling with his Electro powers. He might also leave bite marks and/or bruises on his darling to show his possession over them.

I also feel like Scaramouche would expect his darling to worship him, especially after he undergoes the process that turns him into Shouki no Kami. He likely wouldn’t worship his darling very much, but it is clear that he cares about them in some twisted form.

The Wanderer is… an interesting case. Now that he is finally free from Dottore’s manipulations and can decide his own fate, the Wanderer would be much more forgiving than Scaramouche. He now understands the importance of freedom, and as I mentioned earlier, he would likely give his darling some small freedoms, like going out on their own ever so often. 

However, that being said, the Wanderer still has a strong obsession with his darling. That means that his possessiveness and jealousy are not gone. Even so, he would deal with it in a somewhat healthier way. Unlike Scaramouche, who would regularly physically abuse his darling, the Wanderer would probably not resort to violence unless his darling did something that really made him snap. That being said, physical violence towards his darling may be off the table, but violence towards others… not so much.

I can see the Wanderer being a feral cat (especially because the 3.3 fairytale literally represented him as a cat). He’s untrusting of pretty much everyone, but for those who have managed to get close to him, he clings onto desperately and fiercely protects them. If anyone were to hurt or try to take away his darling, the Wanderer would lash out. He’d resemble his Fatui self within those moments.

In terms of kidnapping, Scaramouche probably would kidnap his darling, but how fast he does so depends on how much they stretch his patience. Kabukimono and the Wanderer likely wouldn’t, the former because he wouldn’t quite have the means to do so, and the latter because he understands the concept of freedom better than he ever did.

what kind of person would they obsess over?

No matter if it’s Kabukimono, Scaramouche, or the Wanderer, this man would probably obsess over someone who is very kind and selfless.

Kabukimono would obsess over a person because they may show him some sort of kindness. No matter how trivial that kindness would be, Kabukimono would become fixated on it and eventually develop an emotional attachment to that person. This boy hasn’t really been shown much kindness in his life, so I think he would take anything he can get.

Scaramouche would probably still yearn to receive kindness from others deep down in his twisted self. However, he would bury this feeling, and convince himself that he obsesses over his darling because of the satisfaction that comes with possessing and breaking the spirit of someone so benevolent. 

I imagine the Wanderer being more open about his feelings than Scaramouche, but he would still probably not admit to anyone that he genuinely admires his darling’s kindness. Though, it would come out in his most vulnerable moments, in the dead of night while his darling is sleeping, and nobody else is around them… The Wanderer would absolutely be the type to watch them sleep, and he would do it with a fond smile on his face.

Another type of person that I think could attract him is a person with a fiery streak. I think this goes especially for Scaramouche and the Wanderer, and a little less for Kabukimono. 

Scaramouche would take a lot of sadistic pleasure in tormenting his darling, and if his darling fights back, it just makes it all the more fun. It gives him a motivation to be more harsh with his treatment of them, which feeds into the aforementioned sadistic pleasure. Though there is a bit of a fine line here, because if his darling is too eager to fight back, then it would just annoy Scaramouche instead. He does want some sort of submission from his darling, so if they act defiant over every little thing, he definitely would not like that.

I think that the Wanderer would appreciate someone with a fiery and free-willed spirit. He admires their boldness a lot, but never admits it. He’d probably enjoy some light banter between him and his darling, since it makes his days more interesting, but like Scaramouche, there’s an upper limit to how much banter he can tolerate. Too much gets him irritated, and irritation is more likely to bring out violence in the Wanderer.

are they aware of their actions? how dangerous are they?

Kabukimono would be a rather delusional yandere, I think. At the same time, he likely wouldn’t realize that what he was doing is unhealthy. He just genuinely wants to be with his darling, why is that such a bad thing?

Scaramouche and the Wanderer are definitely quite lucid, though. They would both know that their actions and thoughts are unhealthy, but I don’t really think either of them would care. Scaramouche, especially. He would take pleasure in seeing his darling squirm because of his actions. This goes for the Wanderer too, but to a lesser extent.

In terms of danger, Scaramouche is definitely the most dangerous incarnation of this man. The Harbinger is dangerous both towards others and towards his darling. If someone tried to come between him and his darling, Scaramouche is definitely not below killing them. Conversely, although he wouldn’t kill his darling, the physical abuse and isolation are enough to pose a danger to their well-being.

The Wanderer probably ranks second in terms of danger, moreso towards others than toward his darling. I’m not convinced that he would jump to killing someone if they interfered like he would have done as Scaramouche, but that person definitely isn’t getting away without a beating.

Kabukimono isn’t very dangerous. Although his obsession would develop much quicker than Scaramouche or the Wanderer, Kabukimono makes up for this by being the least likely to resort to abuse and murder.

what is their most dangerous trait? how far would they have to be pushed to bring it out?

One word: persistence. Kabukimono/Scaramouche/Wanderer would go to any lengths to keep his darling with him. He’d go to the ends of the earth to find them, and he’d tear up anything in his way if need be.

Scaramouche is definitely the one to be most afraid of here. He has so much influence in the Fatui that he can use to find his darling should they ever escape. Unlike the other Harbingers, he doesn’t care much for the Tsaritsa, so I can also see him ignoring any orders from her if his focus is on finding his escaped darling.

Speaking of escape, that’d be the thing that triggers his intense persistence. If his darling ever succeeded in leaving him (somehow), he would go absolutely crazy. Like I already mentioned, Scaramouche would use the Fatui to find them. 

On the other hand, Kabukimono and the Wanderer don’t have many connections that they can use to find their darling, so they’d have to do it themselves. This is really not much of an issue for the Wanderer, since he has his Vision to aid him if the need for combat arises. 

However, in Kabukimono’s case, he really doesn’t have much going for him to help with the search, other than his friends on Tatarasuna. While they may help him at first, they would likely tell him to give up if they absolutely couldn’t find his darling. But he would search for his darling anyway, even if it left him hungry, sick, or injured. He’s that desperate. I do think there is a point where Kabukimono would give up, but it’d be when the pain of being left behind becomes so intense that it’s soul-crushing. So… not anytime soon after his darling’s disappearance.

Overall, this man’s persistence is nothing to be laughed at. If he puts his mind to it, he will find his darling again, no matter the consequences, and drag them back to him even if they are kicking and screaming the whole way. Do not underestimate him.

[icedragonlizard]

I really genuinely feel like Susie has gotten way too much vitriol for the whole ordeal of Meta Knight being turned into Mecha Knight.

Truthfully, I don't think the Mecha Knight situation was really quite as bad as some people make it out to be. After you beat him the second time, he breaks out of the armor and quickly flies off. You don't even see scars on his face right before he flies off. He effortlessly flies off.

Some people say that Susie "destroyed" Meta Knight's body and just ruined his life. If that was really the case... then after you beat him the second time and the armor falls off of him, don't you think he would've just sat there crippled and helpless? And that his face would look ripped apart? Neither of those were the case. He quickly flies off, gets the Halberd up and going, and generally has no issue helping Kirby battle Star Dream. He then continues to get the Halberd flying around Popstar at the ending cutscene of the game before the credits.

Meta Knight is literally fine at the end of Planet Robobot! He seems to have walked off the mechanization pretty damn quickly. Immediately after breaking free of the armor, he performed a bunch of exercise without any trouble doing so. He seems to be living life just fine after the incident. I don't buy into the headcanon of him having tons of medical trauma as a result from being Mecha Knight... because otherwise, don't you think his design would've been permanently altered post-Robobot? His design has not been changed at all from it. He was not totally destroyed and ruined by being Mecha Knight.

Now, I understand people in the fandom adore angst (as do I!) and that the Mecha Knight situation does pump out some good angst for fanon content, such as fanfictions. But canonically speaking, the whole ordeal is greatly exaggerated by the fandom. Some people seem to act like it's the worst and most messed up thing that ever happened in the franchise. If I'm being honest, I don't think the Mecha Knight situation was any worse than when Hyness sucked the life force out of the mage sisters, used their bodies as weapons and then sacrificed them (and himself) in order to summon Void Termina.

I mean, to be fair, what Susie did to Meta Knight was pretty messed up... but I think people blow it out of proportion. Like said above, Meta Knight came out of it just fine. And really, there's a lot of pretty messed up shit that happens in the series. I think what Dark Matter did to King Dedede was pretty messed up... it formed a giant eyeball in his stomach, and then turned his stomach into a set of jaws. And this happened in two different games! Also, Francisca literally has a collection of frozen dead people stored in ice cubes... you can't tell me in a straight face that's not messed up. Because it absolutely is!

The level of how much Susie gets demonized by the fandom is just absolutely ridiculous. And some of the worst demonization I've seen of her is purely for Mecha Knight. I have literally seen people say that Kirby should've killed Susie for turning Meta Knight into a robot... bruh, Kirby literally rushed over to Susie to see if she was okay after she got blasted by Star Dream when she seized the machine's controller. You think he would've done that if he had any intention of harming her for Mecha Knight? Kirby doesn't want to hurt people if he doesn't have to! You will never, ever see anyone saying that Kirby should've killed Taranza for kidnapping and possessing King Dedede.

I'm not calling for people to say that, by the way. I do not at all wish to demonize Taranza, but it's just kind of sickening to see the absolute double standard that the fandom has for Taranza and Susie. People literally pretend that Taranza did nothing wrong while screaming about how much of a horrible monster Susie is. In reality, these two characters are very much on the same boat in a lot of ways. They were both minions of corrupt higher-ups and they both committed atrocities in the name of the corrupt higher-ups that they were trying to save. Their atrocities were very similar. Now, Susie's are technically worse because hers were on a bigger scale compared to Taranza's, but it's still incredibly hypocritical to justify one and demonize the other.

I suppose I should also bring up the Star Allies skit of Susie chasing Meta Knight, since people love to use that skit to try to say that he's still 'canonically' scared and/or traumatized by her. I'm pretty sure these skits are not meant to be taken seriously. And if you're insistent in acting like this skit is truth, then how about we do the same for all the other skits? In fact, there's literally another skit where Kirby, Meta Knight and Susie all pose together to basically showcase the 'Planet Robobot team', and Meta Knight doesn't appear to be bothered at all by Susie being right by him in that particular skit.

Now, to be fair, I myself have the headcanon where Meta Knight gets angry at Susie for turning him into a robot and initially hates her for it, but it's not permanent. In my interpretation, his disdain for her slowly chips away and there becomes a point where he's... okay with her. If anything, I feel like he was just really humiliated for being kidnapped and turned into a slave, and while I imagine he did technically feel some hurt for being turned into a robot, I certainly don't imagine it "ruined his life" or permanently messed up his body, or that he'd forever hold a colossal grudge against Susie over it. In my headcanons, he at least lets Kirby pursue a friendship with Susie.

Overall, I feel like people exaggerate Mecha Knight, and that the amount of negativity that Susie has received for it is unfair. Now... let me make myself clear here... it's fine if you don't like Susie. If she unnerves you because of the whole capitalism, colonization and greed themes of Planet Robobot, then that's perfectly understandable. I get that. That's fair. But I really, truly, think that many of her criticisms aren't so valid. I could go on about how I think people make wrong claims about her, like they claim that she's still just as evil as she was in Robobot and that she doesn't care that her father is dead, because I do not believe either of those things being true, but that's for another time. I think the Mecha Knight situation is the most absurd part of her discourse entirely. I've seen people demonize her just because of Mecha Knight, and say she's unforgivable literally just because of that. Dunno about you, but I find that to be ludicrous.

I think how the Kirby fandom treats Susie is as tragic as her backstory.

[514ko]

YNaM Retrospectives — Chap. III

          And we’re back with another Retrospective!  Just baaaaarely managed to squeak it out tonight.  I have ambitions to do these weekly until I’ve caught up, but I’m working on other stuff in between, so we’ll see how well I can keep to it...

          As usual, here’s the chapter in question:

          So without further ado, onwards into the scene I dislike most in all of YNaM!

          Okay, I’m being dramatic.  99% of it is just me being miffed by how I characterized Satori in the first scene.  She’s legit one of my top five favorite characters, like I absolutely love her, but man this scene reads like character bashing to me now.  And I wasn’t going for that!  I was going for a really explosive, biting sort of feeling from Satori, but I must’ve, like, completely forgotten the meaning of the word nuance???

          Like, okay, the story needs to have an antagonist.  Someone whose actions are extreme enough to warrant Koishi being the way she is.  Plus, someone to stop Koishi and Flandre from just getting all buddy-buddy immediately.  There’s gotta be social pressure somehow, someway.  That’s just how it is in romances.

          But I swear I just OOCed the heck out of poor Satori to do it.  I mean, I do that with all the characters to some extent (Koishi’s entire personality is inherently OOC, after all), but as I said in the last Retrospective, I still want to make them recognizable as themselves!  But Satori’s just kinda mean-spirited in Chap. III, and as smug and haughty as SA Satori is, she’s not, like, mean.

          I don’t even know if this is, like, a significant problem for people or it’s just me and I’m just blowing it way out of proportion, but I do genuinely regret it lmao.  But the nice thing about a serialized format is that, when you do something like that and realize it before the end of the run, you have a chance to rewrite things and fix them.  So I’ve since rewritten a lot of things, and hopefully fixed them lol

          If this bothered you, even just a little bit, hopefully next chapter of YNaM will explain some things…

          Anyway, scene 2 was kind of a spur-of-the-moment, worldbuilding sort of thing.  It really didn’t change much from draft to final; I just needed a scene in which Flandre learns about Koishi’s mind-reading.  I don’t have much to say about it; it kind of just exists.

          It did give me a chance to show some of my Flan headcanons, though.  Like, for instance, that she’s actually really smart, and knows a bunch of stuff from just idly reading all day.  A book of Old English linguistics might be super dry and boring to us, but for a vampire stuck in a room all day—well, it beats staring at a wall.  Though frankly, if you actually do find Old English linguistics, I applaud you.  You’re much stronger than me.

          Another funny thing—when I showed this chapter to a friend, they were like “oh, one of your favorite characters is Patchouli, right?”  Aaaand nope!  I don’t even like Patchy.  I mean, I don’t dislike her; she’s just not super interesting, I guess?

          And the final scene…  I don’t really have much to say.  It’s still among my favorite scenes I’ve ever written, YNaM or otherwise; I’m still super proud of it!  It’s also probably one of the most personal, so even just rereading it is a little tough.  So I’ll say this—it’s the closest I’ve ever come to capturing that particular feeling into words.  It’s far from perfect, but I’m still really proud of it, and at the time it represented the achievement of a personal goal I’d held for myself for a long, long time.

          I think that, in any creative field, it’s important to be self-critical, even perfectionistic sometimes—if chasing the dragon is motivating to you, it can be a great way to grow.  But I think it’s equally important to be able to look at what you’ve created and find something of worth within it, even if it’s just to point at it and say “oh hey, that bit was kinda cool.  I’m gonna try doing more of that!”  And it's difficult to do that sometimes, really difficult, especially when you're in the pits. But if you are able to find that balance, I think your relationship with your work becomes way healthier, and you can actually build some self-confidence that way. I used to loathe my work, thinking that in order to share it with others it had to be some arbitrary shade of perfect. But as I got older, I started letting go a bit--and my writing got way better for it. And besides, at the end of the day, it's just 2hu fanfic, like--I take it kinda seriously, but in the end that's all it is looool

[pianostarinwonderland]

I’m seeing some drama pop up around the new event concerning Rollo, I hope the fandom will act maturely and not to blow things out of proportion this time around.

Ask 3: On a separate note, the amount of discourse surrounding him has the fandom divided and it’s kinda funny (as long as we’re not harassing anyone over diff opinions). Like some ppl love him and some hate him. My only thing is that bc he hasn’t done anything diabolical to warrant any major hate from me so he’s cool, and idk if ppl notice but twst characters are not direct copies of the villain they’re inspired by. They take notable characteristics sure but for some they change it up so much that they have two different characters. Hades is outwardly confident and has not problem socializing w ppl, now compare that to Idia. They’re pretty diff with the only exception is that they can talk fast when they want and are cocky, but w Idia it’s in spurs. Also with Vil, they were able to make a pretty static, run of the mill Evil Queen villain into a hard working, role model-esque celebrity. Either way his uniform be popping off and I would not mind wearing it. Plus their school get nice magic rings so that’s a win too.

Ask 4: tho most of the fandom, so far from what ive seen, has just been headcanoning him as a ripoff scaramouche from genshin - violently cold, the grinch, a highschool mean girl, homophobic (thats a meme i think), and aggressively catholic (i dont disagree with that due to what villain he's based on but no way to know for sure just yet). all that. like stereotypically those themes, despite us not even having a proper introduction from him yet/not having seen enough of him to see how he's truly like (we only have a few frames, non translated i dont think). the fandom just see's 1 pic of character with a frown/neutral expression and goes wild with it.. which makes me kinda sad :( just cuz their based on a villain doesnt mean their batshit evil- that goes for a lot of the cast already.

Putting the last 2 asks as text here since they are both part of much longer asks that I want to give a separate post to respectively.

Since the next part is coming out today and I have some time on my hands, I think it’s about time I give my thoughts about the elephant in the room regarding Rollo. I think the discourse died down a bit for the time being, but with the next four parts that will still come out from today till November, it's not impossible for it to revive depending on what happens next.

To sum up what has been happening in the fandom, there are a lot of mixed responses with TWST Frollo becoming real. Some are very excited about this, but others are uncomfortable due to the racism that Frollo aims at the Romani people. A few Romani people on Twitter have apparently spoken up about their sentiments and discomforts, and the discourse started from there. It doesn't help that the Kohaku article "The Disney Villains Game is Having a Horny Racism Controversy" fanned the flames further.

For starters, my stances and sentiments are very similar to @raven-at-the-writing-desk’s, which you can find over here. As the anons in asks 3 and 4 have stated, we don't know much about Rollo enough that we could make a fair judgment. Even if this event concludes in a month, I think we'll come out of it with more questions than answers since it seems pretty clear that he will make an appearance in main story (what with him having a formal introduction and an official voice). We don't know yet how much he'll resemble Frollo, nor do we know how much traits he'll share with Quasimodo. Something important to consider is that nobody in TWST is truly evil. Rather, they're people who have their shitty sides and good sides, who have made shit choices and good ones, and I doubt this will change with Rollo. All that I have to say on this matter is (a) to not define Frollo, and thus Rollo, for the racism they exhibit, and (b) to not jump into conclusions and assumptions about a character we barely know.

As for the racism, I think that the problem itself is not the presence of racism but how the racism is presented. It's one thing for racism to be presented. It's another thing for the racism to be glorified, and it's yet another thing for the racism to be condemned. If TWST glorifies Rollo's racism or even just ignores it, there's going to be a problem there. But if Rollo's racism is condemned (via the characters' disgust, etc.), then it will depict racism in a bad light. And so far, TWST has been pretty good with depicting that racism is a no-no, particularly with Sebek's way of talking to humans (Silver and Riddle would reprimand him for the way that he speaks. You can see this in chapter 5 and in Riddle's robe story). Either way, I believe that Frollo's racism should not be swept under the rug and should be something that is addressed here, especially considering the conflict that is being set up in chapter 7 with the whole fae vs humans thing.

I really do get the worries. Even I'm waiting for the next part with scrutiny because I want to see how they will handle Rollo. But I think we should be less rash about our judgments and see what happens first. Let's also be careful of where we get our translations from too since we do have some sketchy ass tlers around. If you need any clarifications on what happens in the event, ask any trustworthy tler or even me. But as the first anon said, I hope we're all mature about this and not blow things out of proportion. ^^;;

[uniformbravo]

the fang saga continues

first of all flashback to the extremely romantic date we had in my brother’s town like a week before he left

the moonlight..... the flowers.... the cherry blossoms i fuckin CANT this image is Too Good (ALSO LOOK AT HIS SWEATERRRR i kno its just one of the default patterns bUT FUC IT LOOKS SO GOOD ON HIM AAAAA WHY DID HE TAKE IT OFF :((((( )

also look at this one where fang’s givin me Them Eyes

TENDER

this fuckin killed me also FANG U CANT JOKE LIKE THAT U KNOW WE USED TO BE NEIGHBORS IN THIS VERY TOWN.............. its all good now tho ofc

anyway yesterday he was officially moving in so i went in to say hi and

BAPY......... i assume hes so tired bc after leaving my house the day previous he had nowhere to stay and jsut like idk stayed up howling at the moon all night waiting for his whole ass house to be delivered lkjsdkgkng

so i let him be for a while bc He Deserves It & planted some flowers in front of his house in the meantime bc im CUTE like that

& it’s so funny bc after the previous day w/ him illegally sending me letters & visiting my house before he even moved in bc he loves me THAT much & just couldn’t WAIT to see me again this is the first thing he says to me on moving day

RUDE!!! he said GET OUT GKJSLDKFD

but hes just Playin look how cute he is actually

HES CUTE & WE’RE BESTIES....... this is like in anime when two characters r calling each other jackasses n trying 2 kill each other & some onlooker goes “aww u two must be so close :)” THATS ME N FANG except then we cute as hell

fast foward to the next day (today) & he’s officially part of The Crew (thats what we the population of tamarisk call ourselves) so i can talk to him outside n shit

hes lookin for pitfalls but he has a net out instead of a shovel WHY is that so endearing 2 me....... also just the entire sentiment is so sweet i am GOING 2 die fang ur so cute bye

they kiss....

I DIED this line is most likely bc he was about to bring up a public works project he wanted me to build BUT I THINK ITS RLY CUTE to imagine that bc we used to be neighbors in my brother’s town (in which my bro was the mayor) & now suddenly he’s moved to this new town where I’M the mayor he’s not used to thinking of me that way yet so he has little slip up moments like this..................... GOOD HC *pats self on the back*

also he asked so earnestly about the project i was like “YEA ANYTHING 4 U FANG <3 <3 <3″

but then

fang i love u but what do i do w/ this. please u just got here & this is like the first thing u do is request this gkjdkfdgksdfk

LASTLY i spiced up my room upstairs by firstly hanging up the shirt fang mailed to me as it is now a VERY important and significant item

and this last part isn’t fang related BUT i added to my lil wart jr shrine too, put up the two sweaters he gave to me once (that i hc he knitted for me)

and also i ordered a mama panda to replace the one that he sent me once that i accidentally sold bc i forgot i got it from him, very tragic (but i hc that somehow thru the power of fate & destiny the very same one that i sold back then made its way back 2 me thats right this is the same exact bear he gave me that day thanks god and anime)

ANYWAY thats all i got for today i luv this game goodbye u__u

[elysianslove]

please for the love of everything holy, give us attack on titan dick headcanons like you did with jjk and haikyuu 🤲🏻🤲🏻

i've been waiting for this one and i love your fics sm,, you're literally one of my fav bloggers ily <33

havsjdd ONE OF MY FAVE SERIES YES,,, i can’t just do all characters so i did the ones i’m most familiar with (aka mains 🤧) if you want others lmk!!

as always, this is purely for fun!! i don’t intend to be crazy realistic :)

other works; haikyuu captains, setters, middle blockers, aces and jujutsu kaisen

ATTACK ON TITAN DICK ANALYSIS

levi ackerman

as much as this hurts, he’s probably barely average. i mean, to be fair, he was extremely malnourished as a child, but i’ll be generous and say he’s 5.2 inches. such a pretty cock :( like it has a dark golden/brown tan to it, with a pink tip. also idk why but something tells me levi has a birthmark on his dick. don’t ask, he just has like this cool, brown splotch right beneath the tip. anyways, it curves up and inwards, i’m so sure. the girth and length are proportional, and he’s relatively veiny!! cute, thick balls too. is being clean shaven a thing in that universe? if it is, consider it done obviously.

eren jaeger

he has a big dick idc. just so hung i cannot. eren dick print is immaculate i will cry. fat cock, 6.8 inches, veiny as fuck. like thick veins you feel them when he’s inside of you. the shaft is just the tiniest bit darker than his skin, and the tip is dark, angry red, especially he’s all hard and wet. doesn’t really curve, to be honest, maybe a little to the right. oh and he has fat balls. heavy balls. breeder balls. he cums and his balls are still so full — insanity. doesn’t shave at all though like it’s so unkempt <//3 likes to shove your face down when you suck him off as if to make a point <//3

armin arlert

omg his dick’s so pretty. like sososo pretty. pale shaft and the cutest pink tip. like it’s kind a pastel pink but then he’s hard and it gets even darker, like a dark pink. it flushes so gorgeous when he’s hard and dripping for you. he’s like 6.3 inches, and it curves at the tip a little. more veiny than you’d imagine actually!!! his balls and tip are extremely, over the top, sensitive suck on them and he’s gone. oof and if you suck and then blow cold air? he might pass out. obviously clean shaven! sometimes he forgets tho but same way he doesn’t care if you are, you don’t care if he is either. nothing screams thoughtful like armin after all.

jean kirstein

HES SO BIG HELP. idk the timeskip.... he screams bde..... horsecock jean..... 7.2 inches bye. literally mouthwatering pretty, just a tan, bronze-ish shaft, prominent veins, dark pink tip that gets all bright when it’s wet. longer than he is thick but he will rearrange your guts absolutely. stick straight, doesn’t curve, isn’t sensitive so he’ll straight up cockwarm you whenever wherever (cockwarm any of your holes which one is available rn shawty). he trims, and there’s the hottest happy trail from beneath his belly button down to his crotch. when he stretches and it shows fhdbdhcjf

connie springer

my boy has an average dick <3 just 5.6 inches, good girth, good length, no curve. actually it’s kinda fat.... kinda.... might be a stretch taking him.... it’s okay he lives between those thighs anyways. pale pink tip that doesn’t darken all that much when hard, golden shaft, prominent veins. he’s clean shaven because he’s scared you’ll leave him if he wasn’t </3 forgot once and had a freak out session the moment he undressed till he realized it wasn’t that big of a deal.

reiner braun

HOLT FUCK PLEASE. HIS DICK IS SO BIG STOP. he’s 7.7 INCHES NO TAKESIES BACKSIES. hole splinter. pussy/bussy destroyer. cervix kisser. tummy bulger. golden shaft and a dark pink tip. literally so veiny. so much girth you cannot. cannot imagine. just size kink with reiner pls. heavy balls that have so much to give, but baby’s so easily sensitive <3 kind of clean shaven? depends on his mood? the time he has? whether you’re 100% for/against it or 50-50, etc.

bertholdt hoover

why do i get the feel, the vibes if you will, that he has such a big dick. like it shocks people when they see it. he’s probably hella long like 7 inches long, listen i cannot explain it he just has a big dick. dark shaft and the deepest red for a tip. not that veiny, but curves nicely to the right. extremely sensitive balls oh my god. will cry if you overstimulate him <3

niccolo

sasha’s so lucky <//3 big dick i know it. 6.7 inches and it’s gorgeous, with a golden tan to the shaft that flushes out to a bright, pale pink tip. when he’s hard it gets a blush pink/red so pretty. kinda veiny, kinda not. like it’s alright! he has amazing orgasm control his dick‘s tip will be purpling but you have to cum a million times before he‘s okay with cumming. trims, so not 100% clean shaven.

porco galliard

such a fat dick. it’s like 5.1 inches but it’s so fat you will cry taking it. the stretch burns oh my god. also he has no concept of prep so please, teach him. mauve/pink-ish tip, just a light tan shaft. it’s kinda flushed all over tbh, darker at the tip, lighter the longer you go along his shaft. curves to the right a little! doesn’t believe in being clean shaven sorry <//3

kenny ackerman

sorry am i allowed to do him? dilf! or gilf? 🤔 idk i just know his dick is huge. massive. 7.5 inches. so big. the tip is such a dark red, the shaft is dark and tan. hella, hella veins. like so much. not clean shaven obviously. im not gonna say anything else i dont wanna taint my dignity even more.

[shotorozu]

Hi! Before anything I wanted to lyk I've read through some of your work and you've easily become one of my favorite writers :) I was wondering if you could do a bit of a comfort post? If not that's totally okay! If so, could it be hcs for Bakugo, Shinso, and maybe Aizawa (but not in like a relationship kinda way for him, like a student opening up to their teacher) telling them about being gender fluid? What would be their reactions? How would they adjust to the name change and using different pronouns? I recently told my bf and he didn't seem too up for it, eventually I told him to use my given name and she/her, kinda bummed lmao. I totally understand if you don't want to write for this, tysm either way! Have a great night/day :) (I'm so sorry this is so lengthy lmaooo)

reader coming out as gender fluid

character(s) : bakugou katsuki, shinsou hitoshi, aizawa shouta (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name, D/N = deadname] gender neutral, quirk not specific

headcanon type : hurt-comfort, fluff (x reader; platonic)

note(s) : first of all, i’m sorry about what happened with your boyfriend, if he cares about you, then he should’ve been supportive. it’s disheartening knowing that you decided to have him address you by your birth name, and by she/her. it should never be that way, especially when you felt comfortable coming out to HIM as gender fluid.

anon, i really hope this post gives you comfort, and if you want to talk— my dms are open!

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bakugou katsuki

he wasn’t so sure on why you were acting all skittish all of a sudden, and he just wished you told him what was up

as much as he doesn’t want to admit it, katsuki really hates seeing you this down— and if only he could ‘kill those pesky emotions!!’

after a long day at school, katsuki decided to demand an immediate answer, on WHY you were acting like this

you express your concern, and even though katsuki’s rough words say otherwise— he’s willing to help (as much as he could)

but he wasn’t expecting you to come out as genderfluid

the entire pronoun thing had him confused, and it wasn’t in the “huh?? why would you want that?” type of confusion

it was rather like the “i thought they/them were plural pronouns?” confusion, but don’t be misguided! a quick google search fixed it up, and now he gets it.

with the name thing,, it took him two tries for him to get it right— but he’ll treat you like royalty if he accidentally slips up. he doesn’t mean to disrespect you

out of everyone here— he would be the most confused at first, since he hasn’t had anyone come out to him in like,, ever

katsuki feels so honored to have you feel comfortable enough to come out to him.

everyone is so intimidated by his short-tempered demeanor, to the point that no one has shared such an important, and personal detail to him

he’ll pull you in for a hug, large warm hands rubbing your back— and he’s trying to be gentle, okay?

“you really thought i was gonna say some bullshit about this, huh?” was what he first said to break the silence “i could care less about what you fucking identify with, you’re still you.”

and he means it

if anyone disrespects you, he’s blowing them up into space— enraged that anyone would try to disrespect you.

katsuki’s also very quick to correct someone if they ever deadname you “IT’S Y/N, NOT D/N!”

rip to them

shinsou hitoshi

as soon as he notices that something’s wrong, his eyes will be on you— and only you.

he wishes he had some sort of mind reading quirk— he wants to know what’s on your mind, just so he could help you

hitoshi doesn’t want to be pushy, so he can only wait for you to come to him— but he will leave subtle hints that you could tell him anything that was on your mind.

so that’s when you decide to tell him your worries, and everything— feeling that you’re ready to come out to him as gender fluid

a small genuine smile will grace his face, pulling you into a loose embrace— “thank you for feeling comfortable enough to tell me.”

the next thing he does is ask you if you want to go by anything else— just in case you do want to be addressed differently.

you’ll still be his kitty anyway, so it’s not like this change would negatively affect him.

you’ll never catch him slipping up

i’m sure he’s probably familiar with different types of identities— so gender fluidity isn’t a stranger topic to him

so because of this, he adapts pretty easily— cooperating with the new revelations with ease

rip to anyone that has the audacity to deadname or misgender you, it’s not something he takes very lightly similar to bakugou and aizawa

he’ll understand if it’s a innocent mistake, but he still won’t be pleased with the offender— that’s strike one for him

i swear— his glare will make anyone shart their pants in a second. it’s ruthless

hitoshi won’t hesitate on using his quirk on anyone that purposely disrespects you— and for once, he doesn’t care about what others will say about him.

they shouldn’t have disrespected you 🤷‍♀️ just saying

if you wanted to buy clothes that were a lot more gender neutral, he’s perfectly fine with that too!

hitoshi doesn’t care if you strip him of every single penny and dime that was in his wallet for hoodies and sweatpants.

he just wants your happiness to be at it’s highest at all times— because a happy Y/N makes a happy hitoshi <3

aizawa shouta

even though he has to take care and supervise 23 growing teenagers, he still manages to notice if something’s wrong with one of them it’s impressive!

of course— aizawa’s a busy man, and he’s constantly tired. but, it would make him feel a lot better if all of his students were content with themselves

so seeing you down was something he noticed since the moment you came in

it’s not like he could FORCE you to tell him what was wrong, that’s not the approach he’s looking for

and besides, if you told him that everything was fine, then he couldn’t really push it. his concern didn’t really die down though

a few days later, aizawa decides to talk to you again— basically consenting you to come talk to him when the time’s right

but he didn’t see this coming

so that’s when you decide to come out to him first, spilling out your concerns, and the worries that plagued your mind— worried that people wouldn’t accept your new identity as a gender fluid person

now, aizawa has met a lot of people in his life. from different ages, people with different quirks, and of course— different identities

he asks you why you decided to tell him first, and you told him that it’s because you felt comfortable knowing he knew first

“thank you for telling me, Y/N” he thanks you calmly with a comforting hand on your shoulder “i’m proud of you.”

he asks you if you want to go by a different name, and he’ll make sure to start calling you by that name (even though he calls all of his students by their last name)

oh, and he immediately switches pronouns! i know that should be expected but,, it’s so natural wow

of course, he won’t out you to anyone if you’re not ready to come out to the rest

and because of how natural the pronouns switch is, no one notices it when aizawa started addressing you with they/them

but if you’re ready to come out, he’ll be there— silently making sure that everyone accepts you.

okay but he’ll get so defensive if anyone misgenders you or dead names you— his capture tape will start floating, and his eyes will shine red

which is weird because.. who has the guts to dead name/misgender AIZAWA SHOUTA’s student?? anyone that does that in front of him is INSANE

in short, he’s very supportive— he won’t blow it out of proportion, because he knows how uncomfortable that’d feel if he did

but he’s glad to know that you decided to share such a important detail to him— aizawa might be always tired, but he wouldn’t dare to forget such detail

you’re his student after all, he cares about you lots— if you’re content with yourself, then that’d bring him inner peace

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[the-cult-of-russo]

Hi!! So i just read your billy headcanon about him and reader arguing and it was so good! I loved how thorough you were and i liked how the stages are so accurate to his personality! What do you think him and reader would argue about?

Once again, my brain is total chaos. It's my chaos and I understand it but trying to get it down for others to make sense of makes my head hurt lmao

First of all, I'm gonna do two sections. One for things that Billy would start a fight over, and one that you'd pick a fight over. Basically, things you do to upset him enough to cause a fight and then things he'd do that upset you enough to cause a fight.

If you haven't seen my other headcanon about how Billy acts during a fight, find it here. I reference his Stages of Rage in this so it'll make sense if you've read it.

Also remember this is my Billy.

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Billy:

Billy can be impulsive and he has a temper. That being said, he's learnt really well over the years how to push it down. He's got good at stuffing his anger in a box and dealing with it another time somehow. Sometimes people wouldn't even know just how pissed he is. Yet with you, sometimes you do things that drive him to the brink of insanity and he finds it hard to deal with it.

The thing with Billy is, any negative emotion turns to anger. He doesn't know how to cope with it otherwise. And the things you'd do to cause him to fight with you don't actually make him genuinely angry. They've made him upset, hurt, or scared. All feelings he loathes to feel and they morph into anger instead.

The first thing that would cause him to fight with you is jealousy. Its not that he doesn't trust you because he does. He trusts you explicitly. But for all of his outward bravado and confidence, he has a lot of deep rooted self worth issues stemming from his childhood. Those disgusting feelings of not being good enough, of not being worthy of love or happiness, of not being wanted. All of those have been buried down inside of him yet you seem to bring them out kicking and screaming.

He's terrified of you leaving him. He finally has something special, worth every bit of pain he's suffered. He's finally found happiness. He feels like he's got to cling onto you desperately, fingers bloodied as he clutches you so hard like you might float away the second he let's up.

So when you and Billy are out with friends and you go up to the bar, he watches you with a dopey smile because he can't help it. But it gets wiped off his face the second some asshole approaches you. He knows it's ridiculous when the green eyed monster rears its head, he knows because although you smile at the man, it's tense. It's a polite but awkward smile as you shake your head and clearly tell him you're not interested.

Yet Billy's chest hurts. Because what if you see something in this man you don’t see in him? What if this guy is the one who steals you away from him? What if this is when you open your eyes and realise how worthless he is and you leave him?

He's aware his brain is being overdramatic yet he can't help the anger building inside of him. The defense mechanism of turning his pain and terror and sadness into something he can deal with.

And he doesn't want to cause a scene around all of your friends. So he goes the rest of the night being quiet and a little distant. You know somethings wrong and have a good idea what. But Billy suddenly feels miles away.

As soon as you get home, he let's it loose, unable not to. It sometimes starts with The Snark, passive aggressive comments about the man at the bar and how you should have gone home with him. 

But he gets angrier.

Because you don't get it. You tell him nothing happened and that he's being stupid but you don't fucking get the agonising fear that's crippling him because he's not good enough for you. So The Loudmouth stage begins because if he's wounded, he's gonna wound you right back.

But somewhere along the way you see through the anger. You see the pain in his glossy eyes, hear the tremor in his voice. Suddenly you hear everything he isn't saying. Instead of yelling at him that he's being dramatic or stupid, you switch tactics. You reassure him. You tell him he's the only one for you and you soothe his wounds by trying to get him to see that.

Although he still doesn't believe it, he likely never will, it does bring him back to earth. And of course he says sorry for the remarks he made but you know he was only lashing out because he was hurting.

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The other thing that will get him to fight with you is also because of fear. If you put yourself in situations where you could possibly get hurt, even if it's something small like walking home in the dark, he flips his shit. He hates it, doesn't understand why you'd be so reckless. And while sometimes he's being overboard with it, too overprotective, he doesn't see it that way.

Billy's been through a lot, seen a lot of shit, done even more. He knows how dark this world gets. So if you ever put yourself in danger, even a small bit by being reckless, you're damn right he's gonna lash out at you. He goes through every stage of rage (except the last) if you try and defend your actions because he can't fathom the fact you aren't seeing his side with this. Why you won't let him just protect you. If he had his way, he'd put you in a bubble to keep you safe.

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Other than that, there isn't much else you do that causes him to really fight with you. He's not petty. He's not the type to pick a fight over mundane stupid shit like you leaving your clothes all over the bedroom. Even if it does annoy him since he's such a neat freak.

Anything that you do that elicits those awful negative emotions are what gets to him.

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You:

Billy's flirting is certainly a bone of contention. And while it doesn't happen often and it's never really serious since you two got together, sometimes it slips out of his mouth like it's second nature to him. Because it is. An example of this is at an event. He pays a flirty compliment to a senators daughter thats been eyeing him. He doesn't even know he's done it, doesn't seem phased until he sees your face. But he's at work, important business and schmoozing to do and he doesn't want you to cause a scene.

But waiting until you get home only annoys you more. It was an offhand comment and you know deep down he didn't mean it. But it still hurts you because he's with you. And you knew damn well if you did that to him he'd lose his shit. But you patiently wait until you get home, giving him the cold shoulder the whole way. And he knows what's coming. It's happened before.

But the thing with Billy is that he gets defensive if he feels backed into a corner. So when you whirl on him the second you get home, he pushes right back. He thinks you're blowing it way out of proportion and honestly, if you'd approached him calmly about it, he'd apologise right away and tell you he'd do better. But the fact you’re yelling at him has his back up so he can't seem to find it in himself to see it your way at all.

At first you don't tell him the real reason why it hurt you. You're just pissed. But as the argument unfolds you blurt out why it stung so much and his anger gets sucked right out of him. He watches you, devastation on his face as he realises you don't feel loved enough, that you think he'd go behind your back, that he'd find someone else. That notion is absurd to him, like he'd ever do such a thing when he has everything he ever wanted with you. But knowing he's hasn't shown you enough how much he cares wounds him deeply.

So he comforts you, promises he'll make it up up you and it won't happen again and he makes sure to make time to make you see just how much he loves you and only you.

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Another thing that tends to get you upset at him is Anvil. Billy works a lot, too much most times. The amount of times he's coming home when you're already asleep or has to cancel plans with you starts to weigh on you. Building up until you explode about it.

But once again, Billy feels backed into a corner. Anvil is way more than just a company to him. It's a physical manifestation of how far he's come in life. It's proof that he's come all this way and he's done it all on his own. Anvil is like his baby.

And if it ever came down to picking Anvil or you, yes he'd pick you. But deep down he might end up resenting you for it. Because Anvil is an extention of him and his work makes up who he is. You knew this when you met him. It starts to feel like you're trying to change him and that gets right under his skin. Because if you want to change him, then you don't love him as he is. And that shit hurts.

He's already tried his best to placate you over Anvil. He works less, only staying late if its imperative he does and he tries his best to make time for you. He knows it's hard and he's away more than you'd like but he's fucking trying. So it feels like a smack in the face when you do this, like you can't see how much he's ready done to try and make a life where he can have both.

He works hard to keep the company the best it can be, he has to. But he also works hard for you. Because one day he wants to buy a big house and possibly fill it with children with you. He wants to show you the world and give you everything you've ever wanted. So it makes him feel unappreciated.

He feels stuck between a rock and a hard place every damn time this argument comes up because he doesn't know what else to do. He's trying his hardest to juggle Anvil and you and sometimes it feels like you're making it hard for him. He can't change who he is and if you can't handle it then it kills him. Because he knows if you can't deal with it then eventually you'll leave and he thinks he might just die if that happens.

These arguments get explosive because of all the emotions it makes him feel and sometimes you don't speak for days after. Both of you miserable as you miss the other. Deep down you know he's trying his best and you feel bad because you know how much these fights upset him. Eventually you apologise. You knew Anvil was his world before you met, knew how hard he worked. You don't want to change him and if you're honest with yourself, he's done a damn good job of making sure there's a place for you in his life. And maybe you never imagined you'd settle down with a workaholic, to miss them all the time, but it's worth it.

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The last thing is how Billy's past seems to have a way of haunting you both. You were well aware of his nature before you met, he'd been pretty upfront about it. But sometimes it's hard when you're at an event with him and one of his past one night stands are there or you both run into one in the street.

This doesn't cause a full blown argument. If anything it's more one sided and Billy soon learns you've been taking tips from his Stages of Rage handbook when you use The Snark on him. You can't help it. The bitter jealousy that creeps in. But he doesn't fight back because for once he's a little ashamed of his past behaviour. He never wanted to settle down, didn't see the point. But that's because he hadn't met you yet. But now he sees your face everytime he's approached by a past lover and it hurts him. It makes him worry that you'll leave him one day.

So he accepts the anger and passive aggressive comments you throw at him because he feels like he deserves them. But his unwillingness to fight back has you sobering up pretty quickly. Because you know realistically it's not his fault and you can't hold his behaviour from before you even met over his head. It comes from insecurity and its not fair to lash out at him. And you hate how sad he seems when you do this to him. So you say sorry and make it up to him.

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The last thing I'll touch on is his last Stage of Rage that mentioned in my other post. The Snowstorm. I said how this meant you'd done some really bad. Like maybe even break-up bad. This is where he turns off his emotions because you've hurt him that much. I wanted to give an example of what might cause him to do that.

The biggest one of course would be you cheating on him. It would be a knife right through his heart. He'd want to forgive you for the fact he loves you more than anything but betrayal isn't something he takes lightly. Couple that with him already having self worth issues and feeling not good enough for you and you have a very broken Billy on your hands.

Maybe in time he could move past it after some separation and a lot of thinking. But this would be the worst thing to happen to him.

[joannasteez]

Hey lovely! Could I request a little something for Jax? It could be a headcanon or imagine, it’s up to you. But could it be about the reader is Angel and Ez’s little sister, and she’s in love with Jax?

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 {𝐇.𝐂}

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Jax Teller x Reyes!Reader

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: The emotional direction wasn’t specified so I kind of just went with what came to me, by the way, This is my very first request!!, so hope whoever sent it in enjoys ❤️

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Angst. Fluff. I also suck at simplifying things so this is another long head canon, apologies if that sort of thing bothers you all lol.

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It amazed Felipe at times, scared him even, at how similar you looked to your mother Marisol. The spitting image of her; a younger, but slightly taller, reincarnation. But you were your fathers child through and through. The toothless yet warm endearing smile, the sharp intuitiveness, placid nature, and just through the black center of your eyes, enough experience to cover a few lifetimes. It’s what the Reyes men feared the most, that uncanny familial trait that forces you to bury such soul crushing pain, to turn cold to things that warrant warmth. Your father has it, your brothers as well, Ezekiel more than Angel, and so do you.

You had it now, that calm, collected demeanor, as the guys brought in a bleeding Jax Teller through the entry doors of the lodge. He was barely conscious, eyes dim, limbs heavy, and blood staining all along his color drained skin and the aged leather of his kutte. If you were anyone else you’d be alarmed, startled by the amount of blood and frantic men, but you were you, having seen too many things that resembled such a scene to let even a shudder pass through you.

“Get the kit, we need you to sew him up but he’s lost a lot of blood.”, Bishop says briskly, filled with worry, and your feet move faster than your mind can comprehend, snatching the kit laying near by and pacing to the bedroom where they have Jax. His head elevated by pillows, Both Ezekiel and Angel hot on your tail waiting for you to give them directions.

There’s a poorly wrapped cloth that lays against the wound, and just as you peel it back you pressurize the wound with a gauze. “I need gloves”, you say.

Angel’s a bit taken back, the President of the Sons original charter is on the precipice of death and you’re talking about gloves. “We don’t have time for that”.

“Just get the fucking gloves Angel”, you clip. Tone harsher than it’s meant to be, but he takes no offense and moves quick for the gloves before coming back.

You’re cleaning Jax’s skin once there on, wiping away all the blood that pours from him. A needle in your hand, eyes steady. “This is gonna hurt”.

Jax is sweating, teeth clenched at the piercing sting of the needle. “You sure you know what you’re doing?”

Did he really just ask you that? “I guess we’ll just have to find out”, you deadpan.

“Y/N”, Ezekiel warns.

The situation isn’t funny, a man’s life is on the line but still, you want to laugh at the audacity. “What?! He’s got a bullet in his abdomen and he’s worried about if I know what I’m doing”.

There’s silence now, a heaviness that settles to suffocate the whole lodge it seems. A dread of existential proportions that looms like a phantom in the waning rusted gold of the setting sun. The stillness is calming as you work, slipping the fine needle through his paling skin with a frightening ease that forces a worried look to Ezekiel’s face, Angel’s as well. Mayhem has consumed them all, men who laugh in the face of death everyday are doubling over, overwrought with fear, and here you are, unaware of the dark silhouette that threatens to form over Jax’s body, inching over the walls, creeping slowly as they tease whispers of death through the wispy blow of the wind.

Your brothers leave after while, called out by Bishop and Chibs who are talking over possible scenarios for revenge.

“Can you stay after this......... please?” It’s barely a whisper, and it’s drawled, but you hear the need in his voice.

It compels you to say “Okay”.

When you’re finished you wipe at Jax’s skin again, fingers trembling just the slightest as your mind catches up with your body, or is it the other way around? You’re not sure, but the two have surely had a crashing reunion and now you’re exhausted at such a fast build and fall of adrenaline. You’re thinking now, at the side of the bed, of deeply buried memories because the blood reminds you, it always does. All you see is Marisol, and your vision is blurred, eyes glistening with warm tears that comfort your skin, thumb shaking as you push the wetness away. She’s so lovely in your mind, a bright silhouette framing her and she’s so beautiful, so light and gentle. The aura of her, just from a thought, it makes her presence palpable again, till you remember she isn’t really there. Because it’s just a memory. A timeless mirage of sorts that ungrounds you from reality.

You breath, looking to the clock to find that it’s been three hours already. Three hours of you looking through your memories for your mother, Marisol. It’s purposeful, must be, why the need to think of her is so strong in this moment of all moments.

It’s infuriating, that you weren’t there, you couldn’t save her, but you were here now and you saved Jax. That counts for something right? It had to.

He’s awake again, and you’re not sure how but he is. Must be the force of his will that has his eyes opening, fighting against a sleep that feels too much like forever. “You alright?”

His eyes are a near lifeless blue but still they’ve got shine to them. “I should be asking you that, you’re the one that got shot”.

“Why the tears darlin’ ?”

You’re not up for a personal deep dive, never have been really. “Don’t know what you’re talking about”.

He smiled, noticing your reserved demeanor. “They we’re probably tears for me, I saw how worried you were earlier”, he jokes sarcastically.

You roll your eyes. “Why’d you want me to stay?”

“Didn’t want to die alone, if I did”.

You shake your head, fully convinced of otherwise. “You weren’t gonna die”.

He gives a weak smile. “I know that now since we’re talking, unless this is a dream, or some purgatory shit then I’m screwed”.

You chuckle at his dazed rambling and it makes his weak smile a little stronger as it spreads. Amusement looks good on you. Pretty. “There it is”, he says. Talking about your little smile.

There’s a stretch of silence, and it’s contemplative for Jax. Flashes of the incident from moments prior running through his mind. He’d just met Galindo for the first time, shook his hand, exchanging pleasantries. They’d talked business and at the end all parties seemed happy with the results, but it made him wary. How well everything was going, something somewhere was bound to go wrong, and yeah maybe he was a bit too pessimistic in the moment but it proved him right. The Sons and The Mayans were riding back to the lodge when the Lobos attacked and he can’t remember much after that, just feeling more than alive and then a little ways from death. His father calling him and then his mother, and he almost answered. He’s glad he didn’t.

“I’m sure you know as much as I do, you see a lot of shit when you live this life. Seen more guys than I can count take a bullet, and more times than none I’ve been the one to give it to them”. He’s quiet, contemplative. On the rise of something that resembles an epiphany. “After a while they just become faceless y’know, nameless, just kill #52 on someone’s list. That’s what it felt like, I was about to be on somebody’s fucking list and that shit is scary”. He turns to you then. “And then the next thing I know I’m in here, with your pretty ass standing over me saving my life. I thought I was in heaven”.

You roll your eyes, it’s delirium from the blood loss, making him say things he doesn’t mean. “Even with a bullet wound, flattery gets you no where Teller”.

“Tell me what does”.

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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 & 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

He’s warm under your skin, heartbeat a sweet song that pulses a quiet steady rhythm into your ears. It’s a comforting thing, soothing and mellow like the fiery cool blend of a setting summer sun.

You feel his hand, cool rings caressing the nape of your neck. “You awake baby?”

You move against him, to let him know that you are and a hand pulls gentle at your chin. “Let me see you darlin’ ”

Your body pulls up atop of his, bare chest moving along his and toward him so that you’re face to face, legs tangled together. His hands reach to caress your face, touch a gentle flame that burns to light your skin. It’s the first time you’ve seen him in the morning for weeks, the club stealing him away every moment it could, screwing around with the days you’d set aside to see each other. He grins, loving the dim set of your sleepy eyes. “Hi”.

“Hi”, you say. Tone rasped, sleepy.

There’s a glimmer in his stare, a dazzling sparkle that lives just over the grayish blue of his irises. You don’t identify it, what the warm glint means, for fear of being wrong, but somewhere inside, you know it’s love. It looks to pure to be anything else. He’s grinning again, all nostalgic like. “I was thinking just now, about that day when you patched me up. Best day of my life”.

You scoff. “You almost died”.

“But I got to meet you”.

You’re shaking your head at how lovey dovey he’s being. “Always with the flattery”.

“I’m serious, I fuckin’ love you. More than I ever thought I could”. He rolls you both over easy, his lean build on top surrounding you, fingers still caressing idly against your face and yours drawing along his tattooed back. He kisses you, patient and deep, as if to savor this moment. Staining his memory with the soft pliant flesh of your lips, the airy moan that resonates from your chest, and the lulling skim your nails give the gold of his hair. Forget the Irish and their guns, the Cartel and their H and everything that isn’t this. If he could, he’d stay with you here. Just like this. Forever.

He’s at your neck now, teasing you with tongue wet kisses and stingless nips, but something comes to mind. A wary thought that’s bugged you for a while. “When are we gonna tell my father about us. I want you to meet him”.

He looks to you, confused. “You don’t wanna tell your brothers first?”

“Ezekiel already knows. Found out the first time we met back up to see each other”. You’d thought you’d been sneaky enough that night, leaving after everyone fell asleep, but Ezekiel was always a couple steps ahead it seemed, following you out of Santo Padre a few hours to a bar where you’d met up with Jax. The conversation with him was easier than you expected, but still he was wary, and how couldn’t he be. You were his baby sister. He’d worry till his last breath. “... and I told Angel a couple of weeks ago. Couldn’t really get out of explaining how I had your rings laying around”. You couldn’t remember much of what that admission to him entailed, besides the look of disbelief he had, and then the screaming, and then eventually the forced calm of his expression when he realized that there was nothing he could do about it. It was still unbelievable to him, you weren’t that little girl anymore, no matter how much he wanted you to be.

You were grown, beyond capable of making your own decisions. But boy did it scare you having to tell Felipe.

“Whenever you want to tell him I’m ready”.

His sureness makes you smile, wide and bright, laying a kiss to his rosy lips. “I love you too Jackson”.

[thotsforvillainrights]

Hi, I doesn't want to bother u or some but I would like to request for toya setsuno with fem s/o that have a ex boyfriend that really abusive (like punching, slapping her face, choking, cursing, humiliate and another negative things) and s/o was now like pretend like nothing happened to her bc of her past and she doesn't want anyone to worried about s/o and keep smiling. S/o is very loyal person do anything for someone that she love and keep those person smile

I'm so sorry if u not up for something like this I just love angst and toya need more love from us and I'm sorry if I have a bad English actually English is not my first language. Feel free to ignore this if u want 😊

(Please, you are not bothering me. Feel free to request any time. I apologize for the wait! Btw, your English is just fine! I can understand you and hope that I have correctly given you what you wanted. Also I’ve made the reader neutral so mostly everyone can fit into this if they wanted ^_^ Thank you so much!)

~Walls~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

There was something wrong. 

There was something very wrong and he knew it.

You always tossed and turned in your sleep a couple of times every month. Sometimes you’d wake up crying without thinking that he saw, but he always did. Others times he’d catch you drifting off in thought and looking as if you’d seen a ghost. Toya wasn’t a rocket scientist, but he damn sure was observant. This was especially true when it came to person he loved the most in the world: you. Every little tic never went unseen by him. Even the event last Monday of you breaking into silent tears and thinking your were successfully hiding it from him. He saw it, every single time. There was something wrong with you and he couldn’t keep letting it slip like this. The only reason he didn’t check on you by now was his very own fear. He worried this must be the result of him upsetting you in some way or other. Why else would you be acting like this? Another point would be the fact that you told him everything (or so he thought). You told him whenever you feel sick, or when you want to go somewhere. You tell him things openly so what else could be the reason for hiding from him like this? 

“You aint got a lick of focus right now and that’s making our group look like shit.” Hojo’s voice complained distantly. Toya shook his head and zoned back into the task at hand. Hojo leaned over him and watched him struggle with work a bit more before sighing and grabbing his shoulder to pull him around face to face. “Alright, you’re either drunk or your mind isn’t on what it needs to be. Come clean so we can get this work done and I can go to the bar with Deidoro already.” Tabe moved from his spot to listen to the conversation as well. Setsuno sighed and looked down at his hands. “It’s Y/n. For most the time in our relationship she/he/they’ve been normal but sometimes for a couple of months things get a little out of place. Y/N seems almost unhappy and I think it might be because of me maybe.” Hojo sighed and swatted away the imaginary metaphorical grey cloud hanging above Setsuno’s head. “Listen man, you are one of the most good people I know. Sometimes I question how you even belong in the yakuza at all. With that being said, you’re also one of the most anxious people I know. I’m talking about how you take something and snowball it out of control with your anxiety. So Y/N’s acting weird sometimes, so what! That doesn’t mean she/he/they’re upset with you. I mean y/n would’ve told you by now right???” Hojo’s words were making a heap of sense now. “Talk to them.” Tabe added his point. The men were right after all. Toya tended to blow things out of proportion far too often. Perhaps it was damage done on his psyche by his distateful ex that led him to think like this. Either way, he made the plan to take the logical approach and actually have a talk with you when he got off of work.

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You stood in the kitchen sobbing into the over mitt when the sound of the front door unlocking quickly made you stir into action. As he opened the door, you tossed the mitt onto the counter and began rushing to the bathroom. “Hold it!” Toya raising his voice made you pause in your tracks. Having only negative experiences with a man raising his voice has caused some interesting responses in you that you hated. You felt like a trained dog sometimes. “Y/N, please...please turn around and look at me.” After a long pause you complied, silently cursing under your breath and turning to look at him with teary swollen eyes. “Damn it, I knew there was something wrong and I still took this long to ask you.” He rushed to you and began wiping the stray tearsc from your eyes. “I figured you must hate me by the way you’ve been acting lately but I thought I’d first ask to make sure. Just say the words and I promise I’ll leave you be. Anything to make you happy, even if that means leaving you despite my love for you.” 

“What? NO! I don’t want you to leave me please don’t! What are you talking about???” Your eyes began watering again at the thought of a wonderful man like him walking out of your life. “What am I talking about? I mean I’ve noticed how you’ve been acting lately and it makes me so sad to see you so distressed Y/N. You never tell me anything about it, even though you’re honest about most things. It’s breaking my heart watching you hide how you feel from me. I only figured it must be because I’m doing something that’s making you unhappy with the relationship.” The conclusion he came to was making you sad. Had he really been watching all this time? If so, had you really been making him feel like this the whole time? “Y/N your walls are too high even for me to scale. Do ya think you could drop a latter at least?” He joked with you lightly, the soft look in his eye welcoming you to gently open up even just a bit. You sighed and finally began to come clean to him. 

(READER TW: abuse talk)

“My ex Hotaru was a monster in human skin. Around everyone else he seemed perfect, but in private it was a different story. The first few weeks of dating he even had me fooled that he was perfect. As time went on, he was beginning to get angrier and angrier at the smallest things. I couldn’t hang out with any of my friends, I was barely allowed to see family with him around. He controlled my phone and internet usage, and often did cellphone checks nearly everyday to make sure things were to his liking. Every little fuck up would result in him putting his hands on me. If I missed a spot cleaning up, he would punch me in a spot where the bruise could be covered up. Burning dinner? That was the first time he slapped me so hard my teeth/gums bled. I lost the keys one morning and he ended up being late for work. He rushed out that morning because he wanted to be on time. I thought everything was fine for once, but when he returned he nearly killed me by choking. That really cool birth mark under my arm that you talk about? It’s no birth mark, it a spiral branding he did on me using his old car cigarette lighter. He would beat me by mornings and curse me out by night. I had even suspected he was cheating on me. Well eventually my suspicions were proven to be right. I should have been sad the day he packed up and left to be with his affair lover, but on that day instead of crying in pain, i rejoiced with my tears. It wasn’t until I met you that I learned what real love looked like. You’ve shown me a real relationship and for that I am forever grateful to have you. So no, please don’t leave me!”

You broke down and began sobbing into his arms as he wrapped them securely around you. He rocked you side to side a bit, and rubbed your back gently. When you had finally let out some of your pain, Toya pulled away to kiss each of your tear covered cheeks. “I’m so proud of you for opening up about your pain. Please don’t hide these things from me Y/N because no matter how well you can fake a smile, you’re still human at the end of the day. Letting so much trauma sit on top of your conscious like that is not healthy.”

“I just hide it because I know how much you’ve been through too. Although it doesn’t mirror my experience in intensity, I still want you to keep smiling so I hide it just to stop myself from bringing you down too. I love you and I’d do anything for you.”

“Well you’re right about it not mirroring me for sure. You win the award for shittiest ex.” Toya lightly joked with you. “However, I’m best at smiling when I honestly know that you’re happy. To be happy, sometimes we need to let out the toxic things that make us unhappy. Keeping all of that in must be making you sick by now. If you’d truly do anything for me, make sure to always tell me how you feel. Okay love?” He looked at you with such pure honesty in his eyes that you felt a weight being lifted from your chest. “Okay.” You agreed. He smiled and pulled you into a tight hug, silently ensuring you of his faithfulness and support no matter what you may be going through.

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[multifandomhellhole]

Jason the Toymaker headcanons?

sweetie NEVER ask me about my favorite characters or you will get a whole essay...im sorry but I couldn’t help myself

-narcissist and once again wasn't diagnosed as a kid, which led to the warped idea that he's just heavy on self love.

-very bipolar but was never diagnosed or treated which is why it's so bad as it is

-craves validation and praise but at the same time sees himself above others

- canon mommy/daddy issues but for me I feel like hes got way more day issues than mommy.

-since he's well over 100 years old he has given up on keeping up with trends and all that( seeing him try and work a phone is hilarious)

- flirts a lot but doesn’t mean any of it...will never actually date since hes afraid of being so close with another person and it takes too much effort to baby his other plus he's the definition of a child in a human body so all he really wants is attention, not love.

- due to this he is a virgin? Idk before becoming a monster he had had sex but it's been so many years since he's been human it's like it hasn't happened and was forgotten. that the girls just became a faceless blur under him. Now it seems mundane,, and boring. And even terrifying. the idea of having himself so exposed to another once intimate and for the fact that he's no longer human?.

- he satisfies his occasional needs with special toys in a specific sound proof room(sex toys in his secret sex dungeon basically)

- secretly finds sex jokes funny and dark humor as well. he won’t laugh tho cause god damn his laugh is not attractive to some.

- full blown cackle with snorts, red faced, tears and wheezes. also has a habit of throwing his head back so watch out.

-NEVER mention Amelia

- even the name Amelia makes him have war flashbacks and trigger a full blown internal freakout. Unfortunately she is a face that's forgotten in the noisy child filled day but haunt him in the fall of night and in that bloody workroom.

- he usually is in his toyshop which I believe is in a pocket dimension??? kinda like howls moving castle there are a few set houses he can appear in. One he can no longer travel too which was where his workshop originally stood which was renovated l, repossessed, modified and eventually destroyed over the years.

- he actually is hurt when his chosen rejects him and usually cries after killing them. But is shallow to the point he forgets them as soon as he finds a new chosen. like a child breaking there favorite toy and finding a new one on the shelf.

- british accent...kinda self conscious of it since he pronounces things differently and it serves a reminder of his past and childhood, its not as heavy as it was years ago but it's still there.

-his first toy was a wooden seahorse sculpture that he made, so he naturally has a nostalgic affection towards seahorses

- since he was a model student in school he is very book smart and also tries to impress others with his general knowledge 

- very creative and loves to share it with others,(to hear their praise of course..)

- he HATES the way his angry form looks..if you look in his work room you'll find most mirrors are just short of his face. So that he can only see the finished dolls and not the monster that made them.

- he hates children since they wreck everything they touch, but loves how creative and imaginative they are. 

- sometimes sells his toys for money then later steals his toy back or kills them if they were a bad customer.

- he often studies his music box, reflecting on how odd and monstrous he is, how his life had become and how different it would have been had he not revealed all he had done to Amelia.

- childish..very childish in the way he argues and picks on irrelevant things or blows things out of proportion

- will NEVER say sorry l, even as a kid teachers had to practically force it out of him as he'd always find away to say the victim was at least partially wrong.

- could care less about  how he's making others feel but if even someone slightly offends him he will be a bitch to them for at least a week (if there of higher power than him)

- lowkey could sing well if he tried

- has picked up a few languages in his many years of existence

- he does beauty routines and practices high hygiene maintenance. His baths hang on the longer side due to the fact that his rage form smells like rotting flesh and wax and lingers a bit. Even when his normal it doesn't hide the fact that he's rotten inside and the smell is still underlying

he is also very self cautious in his appearance and constantly tries to appear elegant and mysterious. embarrassment is the quickest way to make him hate you and envy's those who are truly self confident 

- music box plays the favorite melody of whoever listens to it, but for jason it sounds distorted and incomplete

-he hates fire and is lowkey afraid of it since it burns wood, cloth, cotton, paper, literally everything in his workshop minus his tools and plastic.(and his music box is wood as well and his little puppet of him inside is made of cloth and other flammable materials)

-fascinated with art and loves to delve into deep convos about it. He knows art from many different periods and has a few originals hanging arounf.

- when hes passionate about a subject or excited he tends to speak faster and faster while gradually getting louder and louder. he either stumbles on his words and gets pissed storming away or he realizes that hes now practically screaming and gets embarrassed(his parents always lectured him because of how excited he could get when enjoying a conversation)

- talks to his toys alot...

- he has a habit of spacing out while looking at people...he has one of those gazes that pierce the soul so when that does happen just get up or move to avoid feeling watched .

-candypop is his friend... he will never admit it tho

- likes classical and victorian music since he grew up with it but also likes popish shit like maroon 5, lady gaga, rihanna, etc. 

- he hates being in public with no makeup since people can see all his imperfections and practically dying in embarrassment and shame

-he hums while he paints and works

- randomly has rage fits and fucks everything up and sounds like a wild animal,then cries while rocking back and forth. he has a special room for these occasions 

[walviemort]

Fairy Godfather, part 1

Summary: The fairies have asked a monumental favor of Killian: be the surrogate for their babies—all nine of them. He's been pregnant before, but this? This is a whole other level. What has he gotten himself into? And just how big will he get?

A/N: As usual, the muse has gone off and done whatever it wants to do, rather than, y'know, work on a WIP. Alas. The idea for this came about when I sent @sancocnutclub​ this picture of a woman who was supposedly pregnant with 10 babies; it has since come out as a hoax, but dang—her BUMP. Subsequent doodling and headcanoning brought about this story (also partly inspired by a conversation with SherlockianWhovian a while back), and here we are! I should note that this also takes place after a couple of past one-shots, which can be found here and here. Hope you like it!

rated T / 3k words / AO3

Of all the requests put in front of Killian in his long life, this was by far the oddest.

“You want me...to carry babies...for how many of you?” he asked, trying to wrap his head around the query.

“Nine,” Blue answered matter-of-factly. “Normally, it wouldn’t be so many, but we’re past due for a brood. There was just no one around who we thought could handle it.”

“And he can?” Emma was at his side in the booth at Granny’s, where Blue and Tink had requested to meet with them. Their daughter, Hope, was sitting in the high chair at the end of the table, making a mess of some oatmeal. 

“It helps if they’ve given birth before,” Tink replied. Well, he had done that—not intentionally, but he had been the one to carry and birth Hope, who was 10 months old now.

And while it had ended up being a beautiful experience, he obviously had reservations. “Yes, but that was only one baby—and you genuinely think I can handle nine?”

“We do,” Blue confirmed. “And we’d obviously provide as much help as we can.”

“It also wouldn’t be like a normal human pregnancy,” Tink added. “No morning sickness or cravings, or anything like that.”

“No, I’d just be massive,” he sighed; memories of his own perceived whale-like proportions toward the end of his pregnancy with Hope were still fresh; this had potential to put that to shame.

“Well, fairy newborns are smaller than the average human infant—less than 4 pounds. But yes, you would go full term.” Blue was awfully clinical in her statements.

Killian glanced down at his midsection, which had yet to fully regain its previous flatness, and he doubted it ever would. Especially not if he agreed to this. “I’m really your only option?” he asked again. “What about David?”

“It’s too soon,” Blue answered. David gave birth a couple months prior to their daughter Ruth, and as promised, Killian was at his side. However, he’d had to have a C-section, which slowed his recovery a bit compared to Killian’s. “And it must be done at the upcoming winter solstice, or we’ll have to wait another few years.”

Killian was about to suggest that until Tink jumped in. “Plus, you kind of still owe us for the whole hat thing.”

“That was the Dark One and you know it,” Emma snapped back, but they both knew Killian still harbored a fair amount of guilt over that. It was a low blow on their part, but not undeserved. 

She most likely saw the acceptance in his eyes when they exchanged a glance, but he also saw she wasn’t quite there. “Does it really have to be a guy?” she enquired, turning back to the fairies. “I mean, there are lots of women here who meet your criteria, too.”

“It does,” they said simultaneously, though Tink at least looked somewhat apologetic. 

Emma was ready to protest again, but he put his hand over hers on the table and told her with a look that it was okay. She reclined in her seat while he turned back to the pair. “I’ll agree, but with one condition: you’ll have to help pick up my slack—around town and at home,” he said evenly. He was sure he’d get to a point when it wasn’t feasible for him to continue as deputy, or at the library, or even keep up with Hope, who was dangerously close to walking. 

“Actually, one more,” Emma added. “He’s not on the hook for any, like, actual fatherhood, right? You won’t be coming after him for child support or anything?”

“No, he's simply the surrogate,” Blue confirmed. 

“And we’ll definitely help out—whatever you need,” Tink added. 

Emma gave him a tentative but supportive look. “Then I’ll do it,” he told them. 

“Excellent,” Blue stated with less enthusiasm than he expected. “We’ll send you more information soon, but the most important thing is to be at the convent next Saturday. Green,” she then turned to Tink, “come; we have much to do to prepare.” (Which was a polite way of asking her to slide out of the booth first.)

Tink rolled her eyes and stood up. “I’ll text you,” she said, and the two flitted out of the diner.

Killian and Emma were silent for a long moment after they left, other than making sure some oatmeal actually ended up in Hope’s mouth. 

Emma started to clean up the baby and then said, “I know it’s too late now, but are you sure about this?”

“Not entirely,” he confessed, “but they were right—I do owe them.”

“You don’t,” Emma said matter-of-factly, “even though I know you think you do.” She wiped the mess off Hope’s face. “But if this will finally relieve some of that guilt, then I get it, and I’ll support you.”

“Thank you, love,” he sighed, and pressed a kiss to her temple. “I’m going to need it, I think.”

“Oh, you are,” she said wryly. “And you should probably start planning how you’ll tell my dad.”

“Bloody hell,” he cursed, then dragged a hand down his face. “He’s going to be relentless.” What had been playful ribbing during their respective pregnancies was likely about to be amplified. 

“Maybe you can talk to Belle? See if she knows anything on what to expect? Pun not intended.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea,” he agreed, then followed Emma as she slipped out of the booth. He pulled Hope from the high chair and settled her in his left arm, then grabbed her diaper bag and slung it over his shoulder. “Guess we’ll pick her brain now. See you later.” They kissed farewell and headed off to their respective jobs that day—Emma at the station, Killian at the library, where he’d taken something of an assistant librarian position (and could keep an eye on Hope and her “cousin” Gideon in between reshelving and assisting patrons).

Belle was surprised when he told him about the morning’s turn of events, but then got an almost academic excitement. “I can’t say I know much about their physiology, and I didn’t know this about their reproduction, but let’s see if we have anything.”

She dove into research while he took care of normal library functions, but by midday, didn’t have much to show for it. 

“They’re so secretive! Obviously their existence is documented, and there’s mention of someone other than Blue being in charge at some point in the past, and that their young mature faster than average, but that’s it. What did they tell you?”

“Not much,” he answered, relaying what little he’d been told. “But they did call it a ‘brood’, so it sounds like multiples are common. Just not quite so many.”

“Do you think they’d let me take notes?” she wondered. “It’s not like there's any research journals on magical beings I could submit a paper to, but more for my own study.” 

“If they don’t let you, I won’t do it,” he commented. “Do you still have everything from last time?” She’d done quite a bit of documentation on his first pregnancy, considering it was the product of a misunderstood spell.

“Of course; David’s, too.” Then she laughed. “Of all the things I imagined becoming an expert in, magical male pregnancy was not one of them.”

“Someone had to,” he countered.

“That’s true!”

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The rest of the week was fairly uneventful, save for a text from Tink telling them when to arrive at the convent, and to make sure he ate lots of greens and wore something comfortable (which he took to mean stretchy). And they assented to Belle’s presence, too, which didn’t change anything but did make him feel more at ease.

David was something between amused and horrified about what Killian had agreed to, but ultimately glad they hadn’t asked him.

The afternoon of the solstice, before they headed to the convent, Belle took some notes and measurements of Killian as a baseline for her study—and honestly, he was kind of glad, if the proportions on this were going to be as overlarge as he expected. “How big do they make those maternity pants?” he asked Emma as Belle was making note of his waist size (not significantly larger than it used to be, he was at least proud to say). 

Emma’s eyes grew large. “I don’t know; I think the fairies are gonna have to help with that one.”

“Let’s hope that’s a ways off, then,” he settled. 

They dropped Hope off at Snow and David’s on their way to the convent, where they were greeted by Blue herself. She ushered them in without a word, and a couple other fairies were there to gather their belongings, before Blue guided them further into the building. Killian was both surprised and not to see that they were all in their traditional attire, though he was a bit shocked that they were all still large and not the miniscule size they were known for. Belle had had a similar question a few days ago; they’d ask at some point. 

They were led into a large, candlelit room, where Tink suddenly appeared in front of him. “Drink this,” she commanded, holding a mug of steaming liquid, “and take off your shirt.”

“Is that necessary?” he asked as he took the mug.

“I mean, I already know what’s under there, so I wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t,” she countered with a wink.

He complied with a sigh. The drink was a potion of some sort, he gathered almost immediately; a warm, tingly feeling took over his body as he drank it, eventually settling in his stomach, which made sense. Weirdly, though, when he removed his tshirt, there was a slight glow under the skin of his abdomen. (Belle was off to the side, furiously taking notes; Emma was next to her, trying to keep a straight face and surreptitiously taking pictures.)

Blue was watching a clock, and when it struck a seemingly random time—the peak of the solstice—she began chanting in a tongue he didn’t quite recognize, with others gradually joining in and forming a circle around him. The glow under his skin got brighter, especially in his midsection, although he didn’t feel any different—yet.

“Human,” Blue finally addressed him. “You have agreed to be the vessel for our young. Do you promise to protect them with your life, and care for them until they are ready to join our world?”

“I...yes,” he answered, as confidently as he could manage. “I will.”

Blue continued briefly in the foreign tongue, as did the others. “Now, let the gravidation commence.”

One of the fairies approached him with her hands cupped as the rest continued to chant; she was dressed all in pink, and he thought he’d seen her spending time with Grumpy on occasion. As she got closer, he saw a small ball of pink light pulsing her palm that she was murmuring to, until she was close enough to touch him. 

And she did, guiding the ball of light toward his navel and then—it disappeared inside him as she pressed her hands against his stomach. He felt a small twinge inside as it settled within, but no pain—just a spark. The glow from his midsection briefly took on a pinkish hue, but then returned to the white color it had been emanating.

Each of the nine fairies did the same thing, one by one. He did wonder how it was decided who would be reproducing, given that there were far more than nine fairies present, but that was another question for a later date. They appeared before him in all colors of the spectrum—purple, seafoam, navy, yellow, fuschia—and then Tiger Lily’s deep orange joined the array of hues, followed by Tink’s bright green.

Blue was the last to approach, and her orb seemed to be the biggest of them all, which he supposed was no surprise. However, her hands lingered on his abdomen and she continued to chant, the intensity and volume increasing as everyone’s voices joined in.

He suddenly felt a slight cramp within—still nothing painful, but like his insides were being gently rearranged, which they probably were. Then his stomach glowed brighter, casting all the colors of the fairies whose offspring he was now carrying around the room.

“Gods above, watch over this man; let he be exalted among the fairies, and let no harm befall him nor our bairns,” Blue called out with a sense of finality.

The glow grew brighter, until it was too bright for him to look at, but then was gone in a flash. The fairies gave a collective hum that seemed to resolve the ceremony, and then began to file out of the room, although Tink approached and wrapped him in a soft robe.

He felt...he wasn’t sure. Content, at the very least, but also like he might float away were it not for the sensation of a weight within him holding him down. His hand drifted to his midsection, and if he wasn’t mistaken, it was ever so slightly rounder than it was before he arrived; with nine babies in there, he supposed that made sense. He couldn’t feel any sensations of kicking yet, but it was probably too early—and honestly, he still kind of tingled all over. The analytical side of him wondered where they would be considered in their development relative to a human fetus—and if they’d even show up on an ultrasound.

“How are you doing, Captain?” Blue was still in front of him, but in the afterglow (literally) of the spell, he’d lost sense of anything else around him.

“I’m good,” he answered. “Possibly too good.”

Blue gave a small, knowing smile. “That tends to happen. Come, let’s sit; you must have more questions.” She gestured toward the door the fairies had exited out of and then moved toward it herself, expecting him to follow.

Emma was suddenly at his side, and Belle not far behind. “You okay?” she asked, brow furrowed in concern.

“I seem to be,” he replied. “Have I ever told you how bloody beautiful you are?”

She grinned, amused. “Many times. What was in that cup?”

“Potion of some sort,” he shrugged as she started pushing him in the direction of the door. “Why?”

“Seemed like some really potent potables,” she quipped. Yeah, he did feel a little drunk.

He somehow ended up on a very plush couch, with Emma on one side and Belle on the other, sitting across from Blue, Tink, and Tiger Lily. Someone gave him a glass of water, and there was food on a coffee table, but he wasn’t much hungry. 

Honestly, he was mostly fascinated with the stained glass windows in the room, and with inspecting whatever was going on in his stomach, until he did hear Belle ask a pertinent question:

“So why men?”

“Well, we’re all women,” Blue answered. “It does take two.”

“But I thought you said he was just a surrogate,” Emma countered. “Are these actually his babies? Because we didn’t agree to that.”

“No, they’re not; I suppose in modern terms, you’d say that we reproduce asexually. But nature still seems to demand the involvement of a man and a woman. So that’s why a willing male carries the brood.”

“Are there always so many?” Belle asked.

“No; usually only 4 or 5. But no one was available at the last solstice.”

Killian didn’t really pay attention to the next several questions regarding fairy reproduction—he’d read Belle’s notes later when he was a bit more focused—but he did eventually get to interject one of his own: “Why are you big right now, though? And why aren’t the babies going to be tiny?”

The fairies chuckled—he supposed his statement wasn’t as coherent as it sounded in his head—but still replied. “Shrinking is an acquired skill,” Tink said. “That’s why we weren’t small when we didn’t have our powers,” she explained, nodding at Tiger Lily. 

“But once we learn, it’s our preferred size,” Blue added. “It’s easier to do our job then.”

That made sense. 

“So, what else can he expect,” Emma asked. “I know you said it’d be different, but how much?”

“Well, the size, obviously—and you will still gain weight to support that,” Blue explained. “Increased appetite is to be expected, but no cravings or anything like that.”

“Your hormones will be altered, similar to a normal pregnancy,” Tiger Lily added. “But that just helps the body prepare for birth.”

“Bloody hell, what will that be like?” he wondered aloud. 

“Nowhere near as difficult,” Blue laughed. 

“Wait—if my hormones are affected…” He trailed off, remembering how much those threw him for a loop last time—particularly, certain desires. “I can still have sex, right?”

Emma covered her face with her hands at his blunt question, but it was important. 

“Of course,” Blue said plainly. “Do whatever you need to—within reason, of course.”

“Although, don’t forget—you’ll be at least twice as big as last time,” Tink reminded. “At least. That might make it harder.”

More difficult, maybe, but it hadn’t altered either person’s desires the last time around. He turned to give Emma (what he thought was) a salacious look, but she just burst into giggles. 

“Just—listen to your body,” Blue finally said. “For everything: rest, food, activity. The spell you drank will last the whole pregnancy and keep things going. We trust you, though.”

“I’ll guard them with my life,” he said, suddenly emotional, covering his stomach with his hand. 

“Aaaand there’s the hormones,” Emma commented. “Come on; let’s get you home.”

He was suddenly very sleepy. “Aye; that’s a good idea.”

“Yes, he’s going to be tired the next couple of days,” Blue added. “But otherwise—see you in 40 weeks.”

Emma wrapped her arm around him, said goodbye, and poofed them straight back to their bedroom. He was nearly asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, but had one last thing to ask Emma.

“You’ll still find me sexy when I’ve got a big, huge belly, right?”

She kissed his forehead. “Incredibly so. Sleep tight.”

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[cosmicbrowniefan]

she/her, 5’3, my hair is black and wavy and my eyes are brown but a very dark kind of brown, i’m figuring it out but i guess i lean towards guys more… i am mostly an introvert but there are definitely days where i’m super talkative and just feel like hanging out with people, i’m observant, a good-listener, also known for being booksmart — most people think i’m a genius but i don’t feel that way at all —, i’m reserved and i only open up with people i truly care about, i’m also an optimist and have a pretty good hability to make fun of everything and just lighten the mood, i feel it’s important for you to know i’m a moon-observer kind of person, which inevitably makes me a night person, my hobbies include: knitting, reading, watching films, buying cds (because i love listening to “physical” music when driving, spotify doesn’t hit the same you know) and, eventually, drawing, i don’t like people that are unnecessarily loud, nor people that are rude for no reason, i love dogs and the sea

i ship you with...

steve harrington!

how you met: definitely through nancy! you couldn't believe it when she said that steve was actually *not* the douchebag that he was in high school anymore, and frankly, it took a lot for you to get over that speed bump. however, you began hanging out with him, jonathan, robin, and nancy together, and you realized that he certainly wasn’t anything like he used to be.

his first impression of you: he thought you were a bit stand-offish at first, and honestly, you were, because you were cautious of him. but he knew how he used to be and understood that you might need some time. steve also thought that you were a bit intimidating with how smart and witty you were, but that just made him even more intrigued to get to know you better.

how you got together: you guys weren’t fighting. you didn’t like to fight, you liked to educate others. one day, steve was being a bit of a prick, complaining about something nancy was apparently doing that really wasn’t a big deal whatsoever and that he was blowing out of proportion. you let him say his piece and listened to what he was talking about. when he was done, however, you simply said “you’re being rude and you need to rethink what you’re saying here.” it was simple, not demanding or angry or anything like that. steve fell silent and thought for a few minutes before admitting that yes, you were right, and maybe he just slipped back into his old habits for a second. he thanked you for always holding him accountable and making sure he was the best person he could be. and that’s when he nervously said that he knew he wanted someone like you by his side all the time, to which you responded, “are you asking me out, harrington?” when he confirmed that he was, you said, “okay. sure, then.” and that was that.

what he likes most about you: as weird as it might sound, steve likes that he had to prove himself to you. you’re not a sheep, you’re not a follower, you’re your own person and he likes how you stand up for what’s right and how you always value kindness and compassion over everything else. the fact that he had to show you that he’s changed proved to him that you take this seriously and that you’re not a pushover or like anyone he ever went out with in high school. physically, he really likes your hair, and always says you’re his biggest competition for best hair.

what you guys enjoy doing together: you guys like going on walks together! you’ve made it a thing where you go out (whenever your schedules line up), and you walk your dogs together. after that, you go home, have something to eat, and go out driving in the old back roads/woodsy areas for a while. then you come home and watch a movie together (you guys alternate who chooses). it’s your favorite little tradition you have together and it’s just perfect domestic bliss.

bonus headcanon: steve knows that you like the moon and night a lot. he wants you to know how much you mean to him, too, and how much he appreciates you keeping him in line and making him a better person and making him feel valued and loved. for your anniversary, steve takes you on a (cliche, but you love it anyway) moonlight picnic, where he gives you a starmap of the night you became official.

[warlordgab]

NaLu analysis: Hype Vs. Hype?

After getting NaLu crumbs too small to make a proper analysis about them, chapter 65 of the sequel is giving us a lot of material!

Whether fans and/or shippers realize it or not, this subject is pretty relevant for their respective fandoms. The excitment, and the anticipation surrounding current scenes or future events in their favorite stories is something that gets them invested in manga/anime.

When it comes to pairings, there are two kinds of hype. There's the hype created by the way a story unfolds, and there's the fanhype, which consists of fans getting overexcited and blowing things out of proportion because their favorite character(s) did something...

If we talk about the first kind, Fairy Tail is now a special case given the author's twitter activity.

Back in 2017, Mashima made a draft of NaLu's daughter, and later twitted a finished version of the possible children of both NaLu and Gruvia. At that time, they weren't part of the official story. But, chapter 65 of the Fairy Tail sequel changed that a little bit...

...Team Natsu is back at Edolas, and they found out their (now older) alternate versions married with kids: Edo Natsu and Edo Lucy had "Nasha"

While Edo Gray and Edo Juvia had "Greige," the Gruvia son:

Why did the Edolas version of NaLu and Gruvia give us offspring, while Earthland Lucy is still embarrassed at the prospect of a romantic relationship with Natsu, and Earthland Gray is pretty embarrassed about having a kid with Juvia?

After the events of the Tenrou (Sirius) Island arc, Most of the main cast of the titular guild spent 7 years "frozen" in time. Meanwhile their Edolas counterpart didn't undergo such a experience, so they're 7 years older thatn their Earthland counterparts, and then and during that time span, Edo Natsu and Edo Lucy married and had Nasha.

But, several readers probably figured that much. So, what does this have to do with hype?

Well, we know the author had been making a lot of NaLu twits...

...and he’s been doing it for ages, long before the idea of a manga sequel.

Flashfoward to chapter 25, and we get introduced to Fairy Nail. An alternate version of the Fairy Tail guildmembers, in which Nack (Natsu's counterpart) and Lucia (Lucy's counterpart) are in a very spicy relationship. And Gruvia is canon there too.

Now, we got to chapter 65, and we see Edolas NaLu happily married with a child. There’s a clear pattern here, but the Edolas version of the pairing brings something new to the table

If we take into consideration the fact Edolas didn't have an Acnologia-like event, we can conclude that during the span of those 7 years, each relationship evolved, reached marriage, and had kids who may be within the range of 5-6 years of age. You can probably figure out where am I going with this

While it's true that only two alternate versions of NaLu are canon, if we combine all of these elements, and all this teasing, we see that Mashima had been building anticipation in the readers. He's creating hype

If we factor Gruvia, the fact Gray already admits he wants to improve so he can be with Juvia shows we're getting closer to the relationship upgrade their Edolas counterparts had, which probably happened 7 years ago. What makes this so hype is how it revolves around the story put into context.

How is this different from fanhype? While this NaLu and Gruvia hype had been deliberately created by the author himself. Fanhype exists because of the exaggeration of interactions and moments without any actual meaning.

This kind of hype is developed by those who wank their favorite character and/or premise, blowing everything around them out of proportion.

And chapter 65 not only gave us NaLu/Gruvia hype. It also has a couple of panels that several wankers exaggerated as something romantic for a pretty weak premise. 

When Team Natsu returned to Edolas, Lucy found herself completely naked, and Gray offered his coat so she could cover herself...

...this panel was hyped as a romantic gesture even by several NaLu shippers. But, is it really something unique or special?

It's certainly not unique for we've already seen Lucy far more often with Natsu's clothes in the manga:

The sequel:

And even in Mashima's twitter:

So, it's not something unique. Still, shippers couldn't care less about these other moments; they prefer to build their own hype around Gray's coat while completely dismissing the fact NaLu's daughter (and Gruvia's son) became part of the story.

The coat is not the only thing shippers love to wank. They relished on Gray blushing when hearing Lucy was naked, and claimed his reaction is a proof of his desire for Lucy. An argument that completely ignores the characterization, story, and context provided until now

Let's backtrack to the chapter 26. Right before making the promise to improve himself for Juvia, he had a strong reaction at seeing the naked body of Juvia's lookalike, not only he was blushing, he was also far more expressive here:

I can even mention shippers using commonalities or one-chapter gags to try proving their premise is valid. But, that would be overkill. And that leaves one final question: difference between story-based hype and fanhype?

Hype created by the author is based on the progression and/or development of one or multiple elements within their work's narrative.

While fanhype is based around moments taken out of context and blown out of proportion.

That's why the Nasha/Greige hype is real, and the hype created by shippers is only a bunch of headcanons foreign to the story.

[thefirsthogokage]

Watching 911, S5 EP5, the Buck and Taylor scene.

I know a lot of people were mad about Taylor saying "maybe you might want to consider not everything is about you." But my god did people kind of blow this out of proportion, which I honestly should have expected because so many people hate Taylor so much.

Buck knows not everything is about him. Taylor knows Buck doesn't think that. But she does know he kind of gets dramatic and sometimes DOES think things are about him, even when they aren't. It's a phrase people commonly use, sometimes even when they know it isn't entirely true. It's not the best phrasing she could have used, but honestly, maybe she's a bit ADHD too (and that leads to impulsiveness and not best phrasing. Believe me, I know. She also seems to hyperfocus on things when she's thinking about them, and can ignore people while doing so, and just admitted she thought someone else's bad mood was because of her. Also all ADHD things.).

Why do I bring this up? Someone made a Twitter thread at one point bringing up all reasons they - as an ADHD person - think Buck has ADHD. I completely agree with them. EDIT: apparently Oliver said he was going to headcanon that going forward. Don't have the proof though

Buck's problem in this scene (as I hinted at in my Taylor commentary in the parenthesis) is also a very ADHD problem - thinking things are about you when they aren't. We are also easily effected by other people's bad mood at times, especially if we think we caused it. That's totally ADHD! I can't remember what it's called, but it's a thing.

Buck also has this way of being a bit big or dramatic and making certain things seem like he thinks it's about him when it's not and possibly when he knows it's not. Hence why Taylor's comment actually isn't out of place (but again, maybe a little harsh in the phrasing, not in the delivery, but like I said, I wouldn't be surprised if she had ADHD as well). It's an ADHD thing. I totally forgot about that but I DO tend to come off as being dramatic at times, sometimes when I don't mean to (and sometimes in purpose, in a way).

I honestly thought these moments where Buck seemed to be a bit much were Oliver having not great acting moments, but even if they are, they actually very much fit things my ADHD-having self have done.

Buck really is a detailedly written ADHD character, holy crap.

So, yeah. I still don't hate Taylor and I'm really annoyed with those of you that do and are trying to find every little reason to do so and then posting things that out her in a bad light. Sometimes you even make Buck out to be a saint when they BOTH did something not great.

And I'm also sick of this show for using female characters that aren't main cast as literal hate magnets and sometimes dumping bad characteristics on them so that everyone hates them. First Connie Britton's character definitely after she left the show. Then Ana (but fuck that actress for considering herself an honorary Latina/Hispanic and therefore eligible to go after Latina/Hispanic roles and steal them from actual Latinas/Hispanic women) and Taylor. Hen's mom during her first episode. And now the new dispatcher. Fucking sick of them making most of this women's that aren't Carla or Hen's wife bad people. And I'm fucking sick of shippers finding every damn way to nitpick a female character just because you see them as an obstacle for Buddie. And I'm sick of the writers kind of giving people openings to do that. Granted, not all the openings are there that people claim they are, but ffs, you guys can be just plain mean.