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facioleeknow · 4 months

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The art of pleasure ch.1

Caress ° Bang Chan

When one girl in your class makes fun of you for being a virgin at a party, you are left distraught. It's only natural that you decide to whine about it to your best friend, Bang Chan; but he does more than lending a shoulder to cry on, he comes up with a solution. He and his 7 friends will help you and teach you all about the pleasure of the flesh. What could go wrong?

Genre: College AU, SMUT 18+ ONLY wc: 1431

Warnings: fraternity skz, inexperienced reader, experienced chan and stray kids, kissing, frat party, a bitch, insecurities

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A/N: Hello, thank you so much for the support on this series!! This chapter is pretty tame BUT IT IS THE FIRST, so don't worry about it!! Channie girls don't worry he's gonna get some later ;)

Another semester. Another party at the only frat house on campus, it was nothing out of the ordinary. The usual room filled with flowing alcohol and the usual people, dancing to the usual songs. You’re sure it might be the idea of fun of some of the people that surrounded you but not yours, obviously not yours. That was why you were the only unusual thing in there. You weren’t a party animal, you weren’t so extroverted as to go to a party to have fun. Unfortunately it was also your best friend’s birthday who happened to be the president of the fraternity, so you really couldn’t have said no to his invitation.

The scene in front of you shifted. A drunk girl started approaching you.

“Oh my god, Y/N! You’re here, I’m so happy to see you,” the girl, from one of your classes, threw her arms around you and squeezed tightly. The feeling of her foreign body pressed against yours made you shiver uncomfortably.

“Oh, c’mon Y/Nnie, loosen up a little!” Alice said with a sly slime. Before you could commit murder in cold blood in front of your whole year, your two (out of three) friends pulled you away into a more secluded area of the room. In front of you laid a messy circle of people, intently focused on a spinning bottle.

‘Yuck’

“I can't believe people still play spin the bottle at their old age,” Shuhua mumbled as disgusted as you.

“You read my mind,Shu.”

“Omg Y/Nnie! You want to play spin the bottle? Wouldn't it be embarrassing tho? Since you're a virgin at your big age,” Alice fell into a fit of giggles, soon followed by her friends.

“God, she cannot be serious,” you whispered to your friends while you all collectively side-eyed the bitch. And that was exactly what she was, nothing other than a bitch. But then why was your face burning in shame and your heart racing? Why were your palms sweating so much? You shouldn't have been that affected but you were.

For the whole night you couldn’t help but think about Alice's words, because no matter how spiteful they were and how much of a bitch she was, they were also true. You were a virgin “at your big age”, but that had never bothered you until you had entered college. Never in your life had you seen so many people get involved with each other and in some ways you felt pushed aside and in the dark about this magical new world that everybody had already discovered, everybody but you.

The red solo cup in your hands wrinkled slightly under your fingertips as you squeezed it. You shouldn’t have been thinking about those things, why were you hyperfocusing right now?

“You’re supposed to collect the cups, babygirl, not strangle them,”a masculine voice pulled you out of your train of thoughts. Bang Chan, the birthday boy and your best friend. You and Chan had known each other since your first year of college, he had saved you from making a fool out of yourself the first day and walked you to your lecture hall. Since then he had stuck by your side and helped you make some new friends even if you were extremely picky with people.

“Ew, Christopher, I told you not to call me that,” you grimaced at the cringey name. He just giggled.

“I know, but I like annoying you too much,” another giggle. A small smile threatened to break your “angry” facade, this carefree side of him was a rare sight and the fact that he was showing it to you was making you giddy.

His warm hands snatched the trash bag away from you before clasping around your smaller ones.

“Seriously, what is going on?”

Lying wasn’t an option, he was way too observant for his own good, he always knew when you lied even when you didn’t yourself. You scoffed.

“Just something Alice said,'' and with that you tried to grab the bag from behind him to resume your job. No movement, he had an iron grip on you.

“What did she say?”

“Just her usual nagging, you know how she is,” you tugged and tried to get away from his grip to no avail.

“Tell me,” he wasn’t asking and that was obvious to the both of you.

“She said that it’s embarrassing to be a virgin at my big age.”

Chan finally let your hands fall to your sides and in exchange wrapped his arms around you and squished you against his chest.

“Bitch, she shouldn’t have been here, she wasn’t invited,” his chest rumbled with his words, “I’m sorry Y/N, I hope you know she’s in the wrong.”

With your arms wrapped around Chan and your face squished against his chest, with the gentleness of his voice caressing you, you found it hard to lie so you just stayed silent.

“Oh baby, don’t think about it, okay? She’s wrong and there is nothing wrong with you. Let’s go to bed, I can clean up tomorrow morning.”

For the whole night you tossed and turned with always the same thought in you mind, hoping not to wake Chan who was sleeping soundly next to you for once.It was no surprise that early in the morning you felt exhausted, your limbs were heavy and your mind was foggy, but you still couldn’t fall asleep.

“Did you sleep at all? I heard you move around a lot,” Christopher groaned next to you, his arm lazily draped over your middle.

“Sorry,” you tried to utter in your half dead state.

“I had an idea while I was sleeping,” he dragged your body against his and started to gently rub your arm to ease you to sleep. You only hummed in response.

“You should let me and the kids teach you about sex, you know us and we’re good people, we would never push you to do anything. We can take anything at your own pace, we’ll teach you well,” he spoke like he was saying the most natural thing in the world and not suggesting you get passed between him and his other seven friends. Sensing your confusion, Chan gently shushed you and started rubbing your arm again.

“Think about it, we can talk about it when you wake up.”

A witty response was about to come out of your mouth but darkness enveloped you like a hug. Chan hugged you tighter to his chest and sighed. ‘That went well’, he thought.

When you woke up, a blinding light was filtering through the window. Damn Christopher who never closed the blinds.

“Good morning,” the said man chirped happily from next to you. The moment you laid your eyes on him, the conversation from that morning resurfaced to your mind. The frantic beating of your heart sent a shot of adrenaline through you.

“I take it you remember what I asked you,” he put his phone back on his nightstand to fully give you his attention.

“Chris..” you started but he swiftly interrupted you.

“We’re not doing it out of pity, we are all attracted to you, we wouldn’t make it awkward and if you refuse it’s gonna be like it never happened,” Chris answered all of your questions like he could read your mind. You were confused, your heart (and your vagina) wanted to say yes but your head told you to refuse.

‘Fuck it, stop thinking.’

“Okay, let’s do it.” Chris stayed silent, only your synced breaths could be heard in the room. The tension was thick and full of desire.

“Can I kiss you, pretty girl? Just a kiss and you can stop me anytime you want.”

“Yes, please.” With that Chris pulled you in his lap in mere seconds and attached your lips together. He wasted no time and pushed his tongue in your mouth, still his movements were gentle and slow just like yours were slow and hesitant. His whole persona dripped in gentle dominance, it made you hot and sweat and made your pussy throb. His hands roamed your body and tentatively groped around, testing your limits. Your lips moved more and more confidently the more time they were attached to Chan’s.

Your lungs burned from the lack of air but you didn’t care, you were drunk on his touch, his taste, you were drunk on him.

Chan was the first to break the kiss and immediately giggled when you tried to kiss him again.

“Patience baby, we have a lot of time.”

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pomefioredove · 1 month

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Hey Dove~

I was reading through the different headcannons and the mute reader really caught my attention. Could you possibly do the Vice Wardens (including Ruggie cuz he's basically second in command anyway) with Yuu that has a speech impediment? Basically they stutter/stumble on words, get them mixed up, pronounces them wrong, and maybe forgets certain words. And obviously with new arcana and magical words (and the weird ahh names some of these characters have) they can get pretty frusterated or embarressed.

You always have such good headcannons!! Feel free to throw in any other characters that you like to the mix as well!!

OH this hits close to home too. I stutter and mispronounce things when I do speak, so I'm using that for reference

twst x mute reader

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ reader with a speech impediment

summary: as described type of post: headcanons characters: trey, ruggie, jade, jamil, rook, lilia additional info: romantic or platonic, reader is gender neutral, reader is not specified to be yuu

see, I don't think Trey would say anything about it

he's not one to criticize strangeness

that would be rude, first of all

second of all, there's no such thing as "normal" at NRC

(even so, some people may point it out, but he's not one of them)

he doesn't have any trouble understanding you, either

he grew up with younger siblings who pronounced owl as "awa" and kitty as "shishi" until they were six

he's certainly patient

and he knows how to use context

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

honestly? Ruggie didn't even... notice?

for a while, he just thought you talked fast

he knows how it goes; you get excited or nervous or whatever, and you end up stumbling all over yourself

no biggie

then one day you come up to him all sad and teary, apologizing for a speech impediment he didn't even know you had, and he's like...

...oh! no!

of course he's not annoyed!

Ruggie's an adaptive guy, after all. when he wants something, he'll bend backwards for it

you think a little stuttering is gonna stop him from being friends with you?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

much like Trey, Jade doesn't say anything

he just watches you talk

and smiles

like this -> :)

it's not that he's particularly concerned about being rude, he's just...

observing

humans are such fascinating creatures, he thinks

he learns all of your quirks just by listening to you

which words you have trouble with, which ones you mix up and forget, which consonants you stumble over...

he teaches himself your language

and he becomes a sort of translator for you

any time someone is rude to you, he'll come out of nowhere and tell them everything you said in the exact order you said it

weird, but nice

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

to put it plainly, Jamil has bigger problems

whether or not he can understand you doesn't really matter to him

it's not his job to worry over you

then, you come to him asking for help, and...

...well, he's flattered

he can't deny he likes that you come to him for guidance before anyone else

because of this, (and because he had to learn how to control his own tongue when he was little), he takes pity on you

whether your goal is to work on your speech, or to simply feel less anxiety about it, he's there

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

is it cliche to say that Rook already knows exactly what you're thinking?

perhaps, but it's true

he's mastered the art of observation

he can read your thoughts in your expression, your body language, even the slightest twitch in your lips gives you away

he just knows

you don't have to be a good speaker, or a speaker at all, to communicate with Rook

(and he can do all the talking for you if you'd like, he'd probably enjoy that)

and, of course, he is of the opinion that there is beauty in everything

you don't need to be perfectly clear and concise for him to like you

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

now, I can't guarantee that Lilia won't tease a little

only in good fun, of course

and only if you respond in kind

but he does find it rather cute when you mispronounce something, or mix up your words

he won't correct you or interrupt you, either

he'll step in to help if you're really struggling, of course, but he thinks of you as capable

he does remind you to take breathers when you're getting too anxious about it, though

he cares <3

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #queued #trey clover x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #jade leech x reader #jamil viper x reader #rook hunt x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader

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chocolatepot · 4 months

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Hi! Can you elaborate on "Fuck GRRM's committment to 'historical realism' without knowing anything about medieval social history"? I would love to know about what GRRM gets wrong about medieval gender roles, specifically.

So Cersei learns at an early age that she has no agency, her only value is producing heirs and is barred from traditional routes of power so she has to use underhanded methods such as influencing men with sex or using underhanded magical means. I would love an explanation on why this doesn't reflect medieval queen consorts and noble women irl.

Sure! The basic summary is: GRRM "knows" the things that everyone "knows" about the middle ages, which are broad stereotypes often reflective of a) primary sources that deserve a critical reading rather than being taken at face value and b) the judgements of later periods making themselves look better at the medieval period's expense.

As Shiloh Carroll argues, building on the work of Helen Young, “readers are caught in a ‘feedback loop’ in which Martin’s work helps to create a neomedieval idea of the Middle Ages, which then becomes their idea of what the Middle Ages ‘really’ looked like, which is then used to defend Martin’s work as ‘realistic’ because it matches their idea of the real Middle Ages.”

Since you're mainly interested in Cersei here, I'd strongly recommend a book: Queenship and the Women of Westeros: Female Agency and Advice in Game of Thrones and A Song of Ice and Fire, edited by Zita Eva Rohr and Lisa Benz. It's an excellent read and speaks to exactly what you're asking about. The tone of the book is very positive and non-judgemental when it comes to GRRM and his depictions of women on the whole, but I think some of this is rhetorical positioning to not seem like "mean angry academics jumping on fiction for not being accurate," as the actual content turns the reader to thinking about how much agency and power medieval queens had in different European societies and how little of that worked its way into GRRM's worldbuilding.

It's true that women typically didn't inherit titles and thrones in their own right, and that they were usually given in marriage for political/dynastic reasons. However, they weren't seen as brood mares whose only duty was to pop out sons: both queens and noblewomen had roles to play as household managers, counselors, and lieutenants, actively participating in the ruling of their domains and in local and international diplomacy (women in political alliances were not just pawns sent to a powerful man's bed, but were to act as ambassadors for their families and to pass information back and forth), and they had to be raised with an understanding of this so that they could learn to do it. Motherhood was very important, don't get me wrong, but it's a mistake to assume as pop culture does that a wife's foremost duty being to provide heirs for her family meant that she was ONLY seen as a mother/potential mother.

Catelyn is a great example of what was expected of women in these positions. But in the books, Catelyn is basically the only woman who inhabits this role, and the impression given is that she's exceptional, that she's just in charge of the household because she's so great at it that Ned allows her to be his partner, and that he listens to her advice because she happens to be a wise person in his orbit - and also that Ned is exceptional for giving so much power to a woman, because in the world of ASOIAF, it takes an especially good man to do this. In GRRM's view of the medieval world, realpolitik and the accumulation of power are the most important things, so men in Westeros are extremely unlikely to give up any authority to their wives, even though this is historically inaccurate.

Cersei, on the other hand, is supposed to be a more realistic depiction of what would happen to an ambitious medieval woman. There's a chapter titled "Queen of Sad Mischance: Medievalism, “Realism,” and the Case of Cersei Lannister" in the book I've rec'd, and it deals with why this is problematic extremely well. (This is the source of the quote at the top of this post.) In it, Kavita Mudan Finn argues that Cersei embodies pretty much every medieval trope for the illegitimate wielding of power by a woman. She underhandedly gets people killed for opposing her, she seduces men into doing her bidding, she advances her family's interests and her own at the expense of the realm. She's made sympathetic through fannish interpretation and Lena Headey's performance, but in the text she's an evil woman doing evil things. Even when she gets to be regent for her son - a completely legitimate historical position that allowed women to handle the levers of power almost exactly like a king - she continues to do shitty things and not be taken seriously because she's just not good at ruling.

But even before then, from a medieval perspective she had access to completely legitimate power that she didn't use: she'd have had estates giving her a large personal income, religious establishments to patronize (giving her a good reputation as a pious woman and people she'd put in high positions being personally loyal to her), artists and writers to patronize as well, power over her household, men around her listening to her counsel. That she doesn't have that is a reflection of GRRM either deciding these things don't really exist in Westeros in order to make it a worse world than medieval Europe and justify Cersei feeling she had to use underhanded means of power, or not knowing that they were ordinary and unexceptional because he has a good working knowledge of the politics of the Wars of the Roses but little to no knowledge of social history beyond pop culture osmosis, and, imo, little to no interest in actual power dynamics.

There are a lot of books I'd recommend on this subject. There's a series from Palgrave Macmillan called "Queenship and Power" and nearly all the books in it are THE BEST. Theresa Earenfight's Queenship in Medieval Europe is a very readable introduction to the situations of queens in European societies across the continent. She also has a book, Women and Wealth in Late Medieval Europe, that also addresses non-royal women's power. I'm also a huge fan of English Aristocratic Women, 1450-1550: Marriage and Family, Property and Careers, by Barbara Harris, which really emphasizes the "career" aspect of women's lives as administrators and diplomats.

#medieval #asoiaf #queens #queenship #history #middle ages

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wayfayrr · 4 months

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"Wait no you're not supposed to get hurt."

First of the 400 follower raffle winners!!! took a little longer to write than planned but it's here! This is for @the-moon-files and it's masc!human!reader with the chain, it doesn't touch on all of the hcs I have for humans/hylians but it's made very clear that there is a difference :3c

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“Um, [name]? Are you sure you don’t need a potion, that gash you got on your leg seems like it’ll get infected if you don’t use a potion or anything other than bandages.”

“Thanks for the concern sky but-”

“Yes, I know most potions don’t work for us. It’s why luv and bertie spent so long perfecting recipes that have any positive effect.”

Us? US? After months of traveling with the chain, having to explain new differences between me and them sky decides to drop a bomb like this???? Is he messing with me or something? My face must have said exactly what I’m thinking considering he pulled back with a nervous giggle.

“I forgot to mention it, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, yeah you did. It would have been very nice to know I’m not the only human here earlier.”

“Sorry, I was so happy not being the only one anymore that I forgot… to actually tell you. But really can’t this whole thing wait until we’ve dealt with your injury?”

That’s fair, I’m still a tad bitter over it but I can understand. He’s got a look of guilt and concern on his own face now, his hands twitching and half reaching for the gash on my leg before pulling back reluctantly. Begging for my permission to help with puppy dog eyes glancing back and forth simply begging for approval. Hopefully he hasn't noticed that it's a bit worse than just a gash.

“If you’re sure that it won’t just be a waste of supplies then go ahead I guess.”

“I’m certain it’ll help you, not as much as it would the traveller or the champion but it’ll help.”

The potion feels strange in the wound as he goes about applying it, it’s almost similar to antiseptic but with less of a sting. Not anything like what I thought with how the other links down them like it’s honey or something, maybe they just taste a lot better than they feel. Maybe they’re just different for humans. No way to really tell. Before long he’s finished with that though, moving on to simply bandaging it.

“Skyyyyyyyy you’ve been over here hogging his attention for ages when are y- oh I…”

It seems wind didn’t notice the reason sky’s been ‘hogging’ me then, does that mean that sky was just watching me in the battle. Probably just cause he’s enamored by not being the only human now, nothing to look into beyond that. I’m overthinking it.

“[name]? When did - Twi said humans are invincible, how did you - how did they - You’re alright right?”

“I’m alright kiddo, sky’s just been helping me with some of his own potions.”

“Wait twi’s been saying what?”

Seems Sky’s just as shocked as I am, he wouldn’t have said anything otherwise, so this isn’t commonly known. Or true but that’s another thing. Was it his attempt at getting wind to not be so wound up that most potions and magic is about as effective on me as carrying water in a sieve. But that just means that if something were to happen, like maybe y’know - right now, he’s going to get more messed up than otherwise. Twilight wouldn’t do that, he’s a bit dense sometimes but he loves the sailor like a brother. Does that mean this is just something he believes himself? He grew up in ordon it’s not impossible.

“Wind please when did Twilight say that?”

“He said it when we found out [name] is a human, why are you so bothered by what twi is saying about him?”

“I think sky is just worried about any rumours going around, no need to snap at him for it.”

“Yeah, just worried about rumours, yeah.”

“Well if anyone should be worried about those ‘rumours’ it should be ME - what if… what if you got hurt worse… we wouldn’t be able to - we wouldn’t know… even if we were to use a potion it'd just blend in with your blood and we could miss places...”

The exact reason why twilight shouldn’t have told wind this is happening right now, and I don’t know how to comfort him. He’s crying and stressed over me getting hurt despite sky-treating it, despite me being fine. It’s not like it’s just wind upset either, I don’t think I’ve seen sky so stressed in all the time I’ve known him. It’s almost like he’s been caught in a lie, wait now that I think about it his ears look hylian, has he not told the chain either? Too many questions and not enough time or words to get all the answers. And he knows I want them.

“I- I’m going to tell wild that he’ll need to make some more potions. I’ll send twi over as well if he’s not busy with anything else. Your leg should be fine now, just don’t move too quick or take the bandages off unless it’s to replace them with clean ones.”

And now sky’s gone, leaving me with an overwhelmed wind. Who looks honestly more confused over Sky leaving the way he did than upset over me being hurt, which is somewhat of an improvement I guess? It’s better than having him stressed out over a little gash.

“Was it just me or was sky-”

“Really nervous? I’m sure he’s got a reason to be kiddo, who knows maybe he’s just anxious over me getting infected.”

“INFECTED!?”

Oh, I should not have said that, it’s like wind didn’t even consider that that could possibly happen. And now I’ve sparked his worry all over again.

“hey I didn't mean to -”

“If you can get infected we've gotta be extra careful and and - [name] we've gotta tell time before he pushes you way too hard and something else happens.”

“Nothing else is gonna happen, I'm fine I promise you that.”

How long is he going to be pouting over me getting injured, it’s not a big deal, I’m not going to die or anything.

"What're you two doin' that's causin' Sky to act up like some cuccos durin’ a lightnin' storm?"

“IT’S CAUSE [NAME] GOT INJURED, HIS LEG GOT CUT.”

His ears drooped faster than wolfies tail would start to wag if you offered him some pets. Which proves the fact that twilight wasn’t telling wind a lie to make him concerned for no reason, he genuinely thought that humans couldn’t be hurt. I - don’t really know what to think now, I mean it is good that it wasn’t him lying intentionally but how long has he lived with humans, how long has he had to learn that this isn’t true??? He’s what 24? Has Rusl or no one else gotten hurt in any of those twenty-four years?

“Ya - ya got hurt ‘nd didn’t tell?”

“Well sky was helping me and then-”

“Neither of ya thought ta tell? Y’ain’t think I shoulda known?”

Is - is he going to start crying? I knew twi was pretty soft-hearted but to start crying over me not thinking to tell him about just a small little cut into my leg? Why’s he so personally offended that he wasn’t told any sooner, does he really care so much about someone he’s only met recently?

“I mean, I thought that’s what sky was going over to you for?”

“I well yeah, yer right, that’s part of why he did.”

“Hey are we missing the point!? [Name] got HURT when you said humans were near invincible!”

“That really isn’t the important thing right now wind, I think twi only said that so you wouldn’t worry about me. Right?”

Go along with it, see on my face that I’m trying to get you to go along with this so that wind doesn’t get more stressed and just go along with it. Please. If he doesn’t then I will never be able to move on from this, and I don’t think that anyone would appreciate being lectured for something that you genuinely have no control over.

“Right?”

“Ah righ’, wind you know I were only sayin’ that so you wouldn’t worry, yeah?”

“Oh sure you say that now, but before it was all ‘Humans were blessed to be invincible by the spirit ordona because of the goddess hylia’s hatred of them.”

“Aigh’, and I was tellin ya that so you won’t worry.”

Well wind clearly doesn’t believe him, he doesn’t sound certain of himself either to be honest. But the sailor seems to be done stressing over it now, ran himself out of energy it seems. Nuzzling into my side with a pout.

“Come on kiddo, it’s not worth a grudge with one of your big bros.”

No response, But a very disappointed twi now. Offended from me not apparently telling him fast enough or whatever, which just feels like a weird reason more than anything. Besides even that it’s not like he’s known me long, he really shouldn’t be as bothered as he is.

“Wind please, I don’t think it’ll do me any good staying on the floor like this either.”

“...f’ne.”

Hinting at something worse happening did just the trick as I hoped and got him up onto his feet, while giving me the silent treatment as twi helps me to my feet. Just gotta hope that the break won’t get any worse now that I'm standing. Or noticed. I’m already lucky enough that sky didn’t pick up on it, because I know that the second anyone learns it’s going to pull us all to a halt. Hell for all I know he’s hiding that he saw it to go tattle on me to time, never would have known that he could lie so well so I can only hope he won't use it like this. But what do I know, he could do anything just to get some extra sleep in.

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elswing · 19 days

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in defense of elrond

it is ironic that elrond keeps accusing galadriel of being too blinded by pride while he's fallen equally victim to being blinded by his own frustrations. neither of them are being particularly rational about the situation because they're both hurt and feeling betrayed, and i think elrond's remark about how galadriel only sacrificed herself to save the ring instead of the company perfectly encapsulates that—because, yeah, that is a fair interpretation of it, but she did just tell him five seconds ago that she was only there to protect them, a fact that exists simultaneously with her possessiveness over nenya.

it isn't One Or The Other, just like both of their opinions on the rings, because in actuality they are both right about them. elrond has a limited perspective on it, but from his pov he is completely justified in hating the three feanorian crafted shiny magic jewels that everyone around them covets (🤨). all he knows is that sauron had a hand in making them and no one can possibly know how much influence he has over them because the true art of his craft is subtle. as in, you don't know it's happening to you until you're suddenly slapped with the consequences of it. it is equally fair of him to be suspicious of galadriel herself, because it is impossible to rely on whether she now believes herself to be free of his corruption when she never knew it was there to begin with. also, again, for emphasis—she knew sauron walked among them, she knew he'd helped make the rings, and she let it happen anyway. that doesn't exactly inspire trust, especially when it's the exact antithesis of the point she's trying to prove to elrond and she hasn't done anything to try and rectify that breach of friendship except offer an apology that does sound quite empty given she is still championing the rings.

on the other hand, galadriel is the one who spent time with sauron all this time. galadriel is the one who befriended him, and while even we as the viewers can't be sure which parts of halbrand were an act and which were genuine moments of connection, the main point is still clear: whether she wants it or not, they understand each other. even without their friendship, you can't spend thousands of years dedicating your life to hunting someone down without them becoming familiar to you in some way, and i think there is a specific manner of vulnerability that loss and grief gave her and it just tore her wide open for all sorts of habits and traits to take root. she became so devoted to her vengeance against sauron that the lines between identity and purpose began to blur.

i am not of the opinion that galadriel loves sauron (or vice versa, but that's a whole other post), as fascinating as their dynamic is to me. i do think that she is a passionate individual who was made for love and boldness, and losing everything she did was never going to mellow her out or slow her down. in her, vulnerability takes the form of rage, and it is there, in that twisted, not-quite-galadriel version of herself, that sauron was able to find a reflection.

there is no way elrond can possibly understand any of that, even despite suffering similar losses, because that's just not who he is. galadriel has the better intuition on sauron's manipulations, and she has a far better understanding of the depth of them, so of course her opinion should count here.

the issue is that they're both too raw and hurt that neither of them are willing to say "okay, so we BOTH have good points here. let's hear each other out instead of waiting for one of us to see reason and blindly agree with everything the other is saying"

i think it should also be noted that galadriel does end up being right about the rings' capabilities as a force for good, especially since the One to control them hasn't been forged yet. as unlikely as it might seem to elrond, her intuition isn't leading her astray here. we just haven't reached that point in the story yet (nor have we reached the point where galadriel begins to humble herself to the elves and seeks to redeem herself like morfydd mentioned, but i have a feeling they're getting into that now. after all, she did give nenya up to the guy who hurtled face-first off a cliff hoping to destroy them, so that's gotta count for something. baby steps!)

#elrond #galadriel #rings of power #trop #trop spoilers #mine

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Buddie 617 meta

I’m gonna be honest here, this was one of the funniest 911 eps to me. I loved how this ep showed us both Buck and Eddie completely sucking at dating. It was very obvious in Buck’s case, what with each attempt to have quality time with Natalia being ruined by one of his past decisions, but then when he called out Eddie for also sucking at it, Buck wasn’t wrong. Eddie’s attempts seem half-hearted at best. First off, if he really wanted to date, then Tia Pepa’s help and dating apps are actually not that awful as options. Magic might happen there as well. The right person could even stand out more against a sea of not so great choices, turning the dreary experience into a colorful, magical one. But even when Eddie tries on his own, his attempts are LAME. Seriously, there are pastime activities that offer way more potential to start a conversation, and maybe a romance, than the ones Eddie chose. Not only that, these are not his actual hobbies, where he knows he’ll find someone who likes the same thing he does (the way he shares so much with one tall firefighter that we’re all thinking of right now. Eddie’s also being dumb about wanting it to “just happen” as if that’s not exactly what he got with buck. Also, just a friendly reminder that Buddie have been dating for almost 5 years, and they are GREAT at it when it’s with each other).

On top of that, we for real got a guy checking Eddie out (hi, hello, should I start a collection of him checking and being checked out by guys?) as well as him witnessing a woman he was looking at being embraced by another one. Why the hints at being surrounded by queer people? Your guess is as good as mine, but I’m here for it no matter what. ;D Now, I’ve talked before about the ongoing theme of Buddie’s dating life being intertwined in terms of when they start dating someone, or of why they break up, but now in addition to them dating at the same time, we also see them simultaneously sucking at it? Yeah, that takes the connectedness of their dating life up a notch. ~~

Which brings me to one line that grabbed my attention in this ep. THE line that offers the explicit resolution for the most important romantic plot here is the one from Gina, the insurance lady, to Chimney, about not regretting the attempt. Yes, even when the result is bad. That’s what Madney will embrace. One of the biggest obstacles to Buck and Eddie, besides their obliviousness, is the fear of ruining the good thing they have by attempting to take it to the next level. But here we have Chimney being reminded by Gina that it’s worth it, to try. Because the good thing you can have, if it works out? Is worth it. And you never have to live with the “what if” of it all. Now look at Buck and Eddie being once more adorable morons together on the job! Imagine the moment when they stop running around and let themselves try taking it to the next level, because they realize no matter what the result will be, they would never regret the attempt. ~~

Speaking of Buddie paralleling one of the canon couples on the show who were acting lovey dovey in this ep, the way Bobby described what made him and Athena happen reminded me of Buddie connecting. In both cases, there’s an intense and upsetting call, after which one of our first responders turns to find support (Buddie promising to have each other’s back) and comfort (Eddie wants to go grab something to eat together) in the other one. ~~

I did not miss Taylor Kelly, and true to form, she was back because she’s advancing her career by exploiting her personal connection to Buck and the exposure to the 118 it provided her. I’m pretty sure this basically buries any option of any showrunner ever trying to re-set these two as a romance, since it echoed and reinforced Buck’s decision to break up with her. It WAS funny to see her and Lucy cockblock Buck (I do think Lucy’s tone with which she spoke of their past also closes the door on anyone ever trying to set her and Buck up as a serious couple), but what I found to be funniest is that Buck tells Natalia he was trying to figure out the perfect place for their date, and then he took her to the bar where he kissed Lucy. A bar reminiscent of the one where he hooked up with Taylor. Possibly a spot where he hooked with other women during his Buck 1.0 stage based on how it’s THE hang out place for the 118 and we know Buck had no issues hooking up anywhere back then. Natalia, hon. This is not a good sign for your r/s with him. ~~

Speaking of which, there’s an ex who didn’t come back in this ep, but her spirit loomed large over Buck and Natalia IMO, and that is Ali. The reason why she and Buck broke up after 218 is because at the end of the day, she couldn’t accept the choices he had made in his professional life (hoping he would move on from firefighting). In the same way, Natalia revealed in this ep that she can’t accept Buck’s choices in his personal life. A small reminder the only partner we’ve ever witnessed truly seeing and accepting Buck, in every aspect of his life, has been Eddie. ~~

Another funny thing about this (911 is a comedy, y’all) is how Natalia flees the second she comes across Kameron. I mean, this is in addition to the hilarity of the death doula’s first name connecting her to birth and to all things natal, yet she flees the second that she sees a pregnant lady. Because if this is Natalia’s reaction when it comes to a bio kid that Buck explicitly said he is not going to raise, what would she do once she realizes he co-parents a fully grown kid? (and a very sassy one, too. LBR, Natalia doesn’t stand a chance in a show down with either Diaz boy) ~~

Much like Natalia doesn’t seem like the right fit for Buck based on this ep (or based on 616), neither does Marisol. Can I point out the fact that Eddie’s disapproval in the last ep of Buck dating Natalia applies here, too? They both met these women on calls. Second, Eddie wanted it to happen naturally, which is why it’s so lame he tried through all sorts of activities that he’s not ACTUALLY into and wouldn’t continue doing past the initial stage of meeting someone else. And that holds true for Marisol as well. We saw that her brother and her are very into DYI, which I guess was meant to lay the groundwork for Eddie running into her in a DYI shop. But the thing is, Eddie himself isn’t into this! Sure, he can do it, because as a single dad he’s had to, but it’s not something we’ve ever seen him being passionate about. He’s only at this store because of Christopher’s project. And then once more, just like he steps away from Pepa’s help, dating apps and chooses the wost places for a chance romantic connection, he walks away from Marisol even when the whole scene plays out as if she’s the climax of his search throughout this whole ep. This might all hint that despite initial appearances, just like the people he came across while golfing and hiking wouldn’t be the right fit, Marisol wouldn’t be either. Even more importantly, just like Ana at first appeared like she would be perfect for Eddie in 312, starting out in a “it just happened” sort of way and with supposedly being fated because she happened to guess correctly that Eddie stands for Edmundo, this thing with Marisol might look in the moment like it’s exactly what he was looking for, but it will fizzle out as well.

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I’m sending this again because it might’ve been eaten by tumblr. (this is meant for hazbin but if you wanna write about a different fandom go wild!)

I like the idea of a Reader who is obsessed with not being humanoid. Maybe they purposely get themselves hurt by angelic weapons so they have to replace body parts. They’re so infatuated with being ‘upgraded’ that they don’t even realize someone is in love with them.

idk i just like the idea of it :p

I think I might've briefly covered this idea before but I keep thinking about a computer Reader who is in a relationship with... Jesus I can't decide anymore, any of the applemedia boys individually or just all three lol, where you're a computer/bot person and one day the boys come home and you're just. Completely different

You're all happy and excited to show them how you've changed your body, or maybe you discovered you have new powers all of your own, and the change in your appearance, at least to them, is... significant. Your head might be a completely different shape. Your voice may even sound differently. You might even be taller than before.

Just the idea of you all but racing to the door because you're so happy to show them this thing you think is so cool, or maybe it's a surgery you've saved up money for and worked REALLY hard for, and just... picture their smiles literally falling off of their faces (except Alastor but, it's as close to a grimace as he can manage). They're looking at you with clear shock, and it breaks your heart instantly. This is you, and your body, and who you are, and they... they don't like it? Even if they come around and apologize to you, your trust has been broken, and maybe even for extra drama, they catch you cheating on them, because since you no longer feel comfortable with any of them, you need the approval and touch of someone who DOES find you desirable

I've actually also mostly had the inverse of your idea a lot tbh, where Reader has a very tech-y box-like computer head and is a lot like Vox, but you hate your Sinner body so so so much that you find a way to make a new one. Alastor and the rest meet Fake You which is basically just a significantly more humanoid robot that you got looking shockingly like the old human you via some magical technological knowhow, and your real body is just, intentionally hidden away in your closet, plugged into an outlet or something, and you occasionally have to let your fake body recharge and cool down, which is 'sleeping' in your bed

Like I know I'm mentioning different ideas at once, but can you even imagine it. You're dead and you're getting massive body dysmorphia because you have this giant fucking weird head and all the parts of you that made you YOU are no longer flesh and bone but something else, something entirely different, and you're so incredibly disgusted and disdainful of this change that you can't even look at reflections of yourself? Then you find out how to make this, fake secondary body you can basically just transfer your consciousness into, and it's basically like a game avatar you can customize however you want, and you make it look basically exactly how your human body used to look, maybe with some slight Hell based alterations so you don't draw too much attention like horns and a different skin color, and while all of that is kind of a form of denial, it helps you cope with the trauma of being dead

Now imagine you're now basically living every single second inside of that fake body. It's not designed to eat. It's not designed to sweat. It's not designed to cry. But you're so extremely disgusted by your true form that you do basically everything but the absolute essentials in your new body, being in it basically 18/7 (cause God knows you're not letting yourself sleep and fully recharge either; can't risk anyone finding your secret while you're asleep)

I'm serious. Just imagine what would happen if you were awkwardly forced into this situation where your 3 very pushy soulmates are constantly basically forcing their way into your apartment, and you never want to eat in front of them, you forbid them from entering your bedroom, you don't cry in front of them, and one of them eventually basically completely ignores your boundaries and wanders into your bedroom, which is not only a complete depression cave but then they find the actual you, sleeping in the closet, on the floor, not even on a bed. There's little bags of trash laying around you like this, this living device you have become never leaves this small, cramped room. Maybe you've even cut a hole in the door and installed a slot where you just pass food and trash back and forth and you hate your true body so much you don't even let it leave the closet, even have it locked from the outside or you're pushing a piece of furniture in front of the door or something

Like literally, all three men awkwardly cramming themselves in your small walk in closet to crowd around "your real body" in awe while the fake you is getting upset and telling them they need to leave, you hate them, you don't want to be with them, whatever you think might make them leave, and they're just, looking down at your body that you've been keeping in the closet, sleeping on just some laid out blankets like some kind of shitty futon, and you show signs of being damaged, almost like something has been hitting and kicking your body in fits of rage, even showing outright signs like self harm like scratches or scrapes or cuts on your body with a box cutter from your job still on the floor nearby. This closet is so cramped, with no light sources inside of it besides maybe some candles, and you've moved all your actual clothing into boxes or drawers outside the closet to completely commit the small space to being a depressing, dark prison

and then your tummy growls and, that does it, they're instantly demanding you tell them how to "transfer you" back into your original body so you can get something to eat, and quickly making it pretty clear that they're not very receptive to the fake vessel you now inhabit. You did all of this because you hated being this, this weird fucking robot, going through all these lengths to get this body that made you feel mildly human again, but then your actual soulmates just, want the body you cast aside, and yes while they are technically objectively correct that you shouldnt be coping like this, in your eyes you see them rejecting "the real you", which is the artifical you you've constructed that looks like your old human self, and are instead choosing this, monstrosity you absolutely hate that borderline disgusts you to be, and you're also feeling like they aren't being considerate to your feelings. They're SO UPSET that you treat yourself like this that once they forcibly disconnect you and force your soul and energy back into your true body, they confiscate if not outright DESTROY your little decoy, which ALSO completely breaks your heart, and they're all, weirdly fetishistic and sappy and doe eyed as you sit there on your closet floor crying tears of frustration and grief and anger from your stupid boxy head because 1. They've never seen you cry before and 2. This is the first time they're basically officially truly meeting "their real soulmate" and seeing and hearing you completely unfiltered (hostile cussing and all)

I just really like how Hazbin has a lot of fantasy and magic in it which really expands the possibility for the kinds of stories we can think about and have fun with and all of you are clearly having fun too, sending me asks way more quickly than I can answer them. We're all having fun here for sure

#yandere hazbin hotel #yandere x reader #vox x reader #alastor x reader #sinprompts #hh

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blakeswritingimagines · 1 year

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You Broke Me First

Summary: Doing his best to woo you and capture your attention which never seems to work, does Aemond turn to Alys Rivers leading everyone to believe that's his new beloved only to have her work her magic so he can finally have his way.

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

You hummed to yourself as you walked through town feeling like you needed some alone time, which led to the thinking of going to your favorite hidden spot away from almost everything which was a small lake surrounded by tall flowers and grass where you couldn't hear much going on in markets or anywhere the farther you got. Having forgotten all about helping what seemed to be Prince Aemond during the last few days choosing to not think much of it which was exactly the opposite of how the prince was thinking since he couldn't get you out of his mind not knowing how to go about it until he went out looking for you. He had been thinking of nothing else but you. You were like a siren calling to him and drawing him to you. He will find you and claim you for his own. And he will not be gentle.

As Aemond was trying to focus retracing his steps to look for you, he would suddenly see the exact person that he had spent so much time thinking about. He could not believe his eyes as he saw you walking toward an area near a lake. He could not believe that he was lucky enough. Were you thinking about him? It made Aemond nervous, but excited at the same time. Thinking maybe he should go and talk to you. But what would he say? Aemond knew he had been so intrigued by you as he sought you out. He followed from a distance as you made your way to the secret spot. In his mind, he was already picturing spending time with you alone and what the two of you could do together. He watched you walk into the secluded area, taking note of every curve and crevice in your figure. He had to suppress a sly grin from forming across his face as he made his presence known to you. “Is this your secret spot?” he purred. You jumped in surprise at the sudden sound of Aemond's voice. Your heart beating fast, you looked up at the prince as he approached. Your lips parted to speak but a sudden sense of fear overwhelmed you. Instead, you just nodded your head in response. Turning suddenly towards him again speaking delicately. "Why… Yes, it is. How did you know? I wanted to be alone here. It is peaceful and serene. No one bothers me." You spoke with a faint smile on your face, as you looked down at the ground shyly.

Aemond could feel his heart racing as he saw your reaction to his talking to you. He was surprised that you had spoken at all, to be honest. The fact that you hadn't run away was a good sign. Aemond took a moment to look around at the beautiful scenery of the lake, which made him calm down somewhat. "This is a very peaceful and serene spot, that is true. Do you come here often?" Aemond said as he looked back at you. Aemond chuckled as you seemed to show a mixture of surprise, confusion, and embarrassment at him being here and even walking closer toward you. He looked around for a moment, soaking in the scenery. You were right. It was quite peaceful here. No wonder you like this place. He thought he might like it here as well. Aemond turned his attention back to you as your smile caught his attention feeling his heartbeat pick up. "It is quite the beautiful place," he replied. "I came to find out more about you." You tilted your head slightly, with a curious smile on your face. "What do you wish to know about me?" You looked at Aemond shyly, almost in a childlike way. The way you were looking at him made you look adorable and so little making Aemond think you needed him. You seemed to be innocent in your way of thinking. You were not like any other Aemond had seen before.

"I wish to know everything about you," Aemond said matter-of-factly. "But let's start with your name. What is your name?" Aemond did not want to overwhelm you, but at the same time, he wanted to know more about this enchanting commoner in front of him. He had never come across anyone quite like you. This can't be a coincidence. He had been looking for you high and low, and now here you are. You seemed a little overwhelmed when Aemond said that he wished to know everything about you. It took a couple of seconds for your mind to process this information. "Oh, but I'm just a simple commoner, my lord. Why would you want to know anything about a nobody like me?" Your tone was a little playful at the end, as you continued speaking with a smile. Aemond chuckled at your question. He was attracted, fascinated, and yet confused by this commoner. He could not understand why you were trying so hard to make yourself seem so unimportant. You were so beautiful, mysterious, and enchanting to him. You were nothing like the others he was used to talking with. "I want to know everything about you because I am interested in you," he replied. "Does that answer your question? Or have you already lost your train of thought, Commoner?" He said as his words were laced with humor.

You laughed as Aemond teased you. You couldn’t help but be drawn in by his wit and charm but knew better than to actually think something could happen between you both. You looked up at him, your stomach tightening out of embarrassment slightly. "No, my Lord. I have not lost my train of thought. I am just shocked by your interest in me. I am just a commoner, a nobody. The fact that a prince like yourself would care about knowing anything about me is perplexing." You spoke with a slightly shy smile and looked down at the ground again. Just look at you, Aemond thought. I can practically hear your heart beating. "Is it really that shocking?" Aemond asked, hoping you would look up at him again. "You have been all I've thought about ever since we met. There is nothing perplexing about it." Aemond could see the embarrassment in your eyes, but he decided to press a little bit. You seemed shy, but he knew he could get you to crack. "Why are you here by yourself at the moment?"

Looking at Aemond with a slight smile on your face. "Oh, well… I come here because it is calm and tranquil and no one bothers me. I get to sit here alone, by the lake, and relax. No one will come and bother me or judge me here. It is just nice to be alone." Your shyness and sweetness combined made you look even more attractive to Aemond. You must have some reason why you want to be alone, Aemond thought. But he had a feeling that it was much more than what you were telling him. He could see your beauty in the light. It was almost too perfect. "I understand what you mean by being alone," Aemond said, moving a little closer to you. "I find that there is nothing better than being alone in a private and serene place such as this. What if I were to tell you something, and you would have to promise not to tell anyone else." You raised your eyebrows slightly in curiosity. Aemond seemed to be moving closer to you, and speaking quietly, with a slightly mysterious tone to his voice. You couldn’t deny that you were intrigued by what he was about to say. "Okay, what is it, my Lord? I promise, I will not tell anyone else." You spoke quietly, with a faint smile.

Could this beautiful, mysterious commoner actually be interested in me as well? Aemond wondered to himself as he took a deep breath "I came here to find you. You may not have known it, but I have been thinking of you since the day we met, and I was looking for you," Aemond said, as his voice got slightly lower. He looked at you, and could feel his heart beating hard. "I have never been so attracted to anyone in my life, and you are the only one on my mind." Your heart skipped a heartbeat when Aemond stated that he had only been thinking of you since your first meeting. You were speechless for a few moments as you took your time to process this information. As you tried to understand how you were feeling at this moment. A slight smile appeared on your lips, as you spoke. "I… wow." You still seemed to be a little speechless, you still seemed to be processing Aemond's words before slowly nodding your head as you started walking away. Wait a minute. Aemond thought as he watched you walk away. Why are you leaving? Does this mean you are not interested? What did I do wrong? You were leaving without looking back, which meant you were either shy, embarrassed, or truly disinterested. However, Aemond did not want to give up this easily. He followed you a short distance behind and called for your attention. "Hello? Commoner? Where are you going?" He said, as his tone grew slightly more desperate.

"Oh," You suddenly turned to Aemond when you heard him call out your 'name'. You seemed surprised that he wanted your attention. But Aemond's tone also seemed different this time, it sounded more like he wanted to talk to you more or wanted for you to stay. "Um…" you looked down at the ground and sighed. "I was going to go home." You said clearly since you had started thinking there was no point in talking with him anymore. As time continued to pass the prince kept going out of his way to gain your attention and affections from telling you how he viewed you, giving you gifts he figured you would like, to very detailed letters that sent shivers down your spine from how much the well-put-together and normally graceful prince sounded like a crazed animal who wanted to sink his teeth into you, Aemond was becoming more and more frustrated with you as the days passed. He could not figure out why you did not want to speak to him. He had tried everything: being polite, being forceful, being friendly, etc. In the end, nothing had worked. You would always leave.

He was starting to think that maybe you just did not like him, or maybe you were nervous around him for some reason. He did the only thing he could think of and went to a trusted associate. He went to Lady Alys Rivers. As Aemond walked up to Lady Alys' chamber, he thought that maybe she could help him figure out why the commoner was so shy and reluctant. He would tell her everything that he knew about you, in hopes that she could give him information or advice on how to best approach the situation. He stood in front of Lady Alys' chamber and knocked on the door, waiting for her to answer. Lady Rivers opened the door and stepped aside to allow for Aemond's entrance. She had been expecting the prince today, having prepared herself for his arrival. "Please, come inside my prince," she said, gesturing to his seat in front of her. To Alys, Aemond seemed a very handsome young man, even being younger than her, she could easily see why so many people were attracted to him, both men and women. "You are here about a matter, I presume?" She said in a serious tone.

Aemond could tell that Alys wanted to get down to business, and he decided not to waste any time. He sat down in front of her and began speaking, with a serious expression on his face. "Yes, I am here because there is a matter that has me rather perplexed. I have had a meeting with a beautiful and mysterious commoner, who claims to wish to go unnoticed. I find that she does not wish to speak to me, yet her behavior contradicts her words. I am confused and I seek your guidance, my Lady." He looked at her, waiting for her response. "Would you be able to share more about this woman?" Alys asked, trying to get the fullest picture of the situation before giving her advice to her prince. "How did you meet her? What has she done? Has she done nothing besides avoiding your words?" She continued, trying to get a clearer picture of the situation. She seemed quite interested in this woman, who was a commoner of all things.

Aemond was a little surprised that Alys showed this much interest in the commoner. It made him feel that he had made the right choice in seeking her help. He decided to tell her the full story, from their first meeting to her avoiding his words, up until the moment when he came to see Lady Alys. He wanted to be as accurate as possible so that Alys would have all the information necessary to help him understand the situation and figure out what to do next. He hoped that she would be able to provide him with some advice or guidance. Clearing his throat as he took his time to speak "I was at a brothel due to my incel of a brother and she had stopped anything from happening….I've become crazed with the idea of her, taking her, owning her. I need her now." Alys's eyes narrowed, studying the prince carefully for a moment before she spoke. She had not been expecting this story at all, she was under the impression that the commoner had done something to draw the attention of her Prince, not that her Prince had found her near a brothel of all places, this changed the situation a lot.

"And this whore refused to do anything for you?" Alys asked directly, not bothering to mince her words towards the Prince. "You are smitten by this woman?" Alys asked in a curious tone. She could tell from Aemond's words that he was quite taken with you, more than she thought he was. He was clearly enamored with you, despite not knowing anything about you. She looked at him and took a moment to think, before speaking again. "What is her name? I want to know more about this woman." Alys asked. Aemond felt absolutely angry when Alys immediately referred to you as a whore. It seemed a little harsh, even by his standards. He took a deep breath to gather his thoughts but was quick to speak again. "Her name is… I do not know at this time." That was the truth, of course, since you had refused to even tell him your name. "She prefers that I just call her a commoner it seems," Aemond spoke in an irritated tone, knowing Alys would not be pleased with this answer. Aemond was still thinking over the choice of words that Lady Alys used when speaking about you. She had called you a ‘whore.’ Aemond didn’t understand why that word had to be used. It seemed so disrespectful, and he had grown protective of his commoner sweetheart. "No, she didn’t do anything! She wouldn’t even speak to me. She is shy and innocent, like the Maiden herself. I find that fascinating."

"Hmm," Alys said, raising her eyebrow at this turn of events. She found the whole thing quite amusing, but also quite interesting. It seemed like the Prince was truly in love with you, considering how defensive he was of you even without truly knowing you. "So let me get this straight," Alys started, trying to fully grasp the situation. "You met this commoner near a brothel, she helped you not follow through with Prince Aegon's idea so to speak and now you want her for yourself?" She asked. She really hoped that this was not how the situation was, because if it was, she had some bad news for him. "She wouldn't even speak to you?" Alys asked, her confusion only increasing with every new detail. "And yet, you have grown absolutely obsessed with her, for no particular reason." She tried to not sound too judgemental, but at the same time, it was very hard not to. He had grown obsessed with a commoner who he had seen in a brothel and had refused to speak to him, that had to be a new low, even for a Targaryen Prince. Aemond was starting to get a little annoyed by Lady Alys' assumptions. She assumed that he had become obsessed with you purely because you had helped him in a brothel. What she was saying made him sound like he had only a perverted interest in you. He felt the need to clarify this with her. "No, it is not like that. The fact that I met her at a brothel is meaningless to me. I want her for other reasons. And she did not speak to me because… because she is a commoner, and she fears punishment for associating with me."

"And these other reasons are…?" Alys inquired, raising her eyebrow slightly, it was almost too good to be true. She could not believe that the prince really fell for a commoner like you that easily, but, it looked like he was really telling the truth. "If I may ask, what is so special about this commoner?" She did try to keep up a serious disposition while asking, but the question had come out too naturally. Aemond knew perfectly well that what he said next was going to sound ridiculous, especially coming from a royal prince. However, he was tired of keeping his feelings about you locked up. He decided to be completely transparent and honest with Lady Alys, even though he knew that her reaction was going to be filled with disbelief. "She is beautiful. I could not help but be completely mesmerized by her look the moment I saw her. I feel this strong attraction towards her, this overwhelming need to speak to her and become closer to her, despite her refusal to speak to me." Alys's eyes went wide, she could not believe that the prince was being so truthful about his feelings for you. Most of the time, princes never fell for commoners, they always married nobles in order to preserve their royal and noble blood. "I see," Alys responded, trying as much as she could to seem unphased by the situation. "Have you told her this? Have you shown her this 'overwhelming need' that you feel for her?" She asked.

Aemond thought that perhaps Lady Alys would laugh at him or judge him for what he said next. However, he also felt an overwhelming need to be completely honest, which is why he was responding to her question in such a way. He shook his head from side to side, in a 'no' response, as he spoke. "No, I have not. The commoner girl seemed to be too scared. She doesn't trust people at all. I wanted to let her know how I feel somehow, but I don't know how I could do that if she will not even entertain my words." Alys raised her eyebrow at this new information, she had not expected him to say no. "I see," she said again, this time in a way that showed a touch of amusement, "so let me ask you this, my Prince, what do you know about this commoner girl other than what I have just heard here?" She asked, still curious about this whole situation. She could not believe that the Prince had gone to such lengths just because of a pretty face. Aemond thought of his interactions with you. He knew almost nothing about you, which was precisely what made you all the more intriguing to him. The fact that you tried to stay alone and out of the way, made him even more curious about you. It made him want to find out more about you, but that seemed impossible, as he couldn't speak to you at all.

"Well…" He thought for a moment, trying to remember everything he knew about you. "Apart from what I've already mentioned, there is really nothing that I know about her." "Then how can you be so sure she will reciprocate your feelings for her?" Alys asked, still unsure about this whole situation. "What if she simply wants to stay out of your way?" She said, raising her eyebrow ever so slightly, she could not imagine a commoner refusing advances from a Prince so easily. Aemond shrugged his shoulders in a slightly helpless fashion. "I don't think she even has a choice in this matter. I am a Prince, and she is a commoner. Commoners cannot deny the advances of royals. She may not wish to be with me now, she will grow to care for me, just as I do with her. That is how it is meant to be." Alys tilted her head slightly, still trying to understand his logic. She could not believe the Prince would have chosen to think about you in such a way. She saw you as someone beneath him by just virtue of your birth, something that Alys could never truly understand. "And what if she rejects your advances?" She asked, still feeling slightly amused by this. She could only imagine the prince's reaction if this would actually happen, even though she believed the odds of that happening were extremely low.

Aemond nodded his head as he heard Alys out before letting a smirk take place on his lips, shaking his head as he knew that's why he came here but leaned back in his seat crossing one leg over the other "That's where you come in, you'll be helping me make her love me." He spoke with nothing but certainty in his voice since he and everyone else knew of Alys and her use of magic. Alys was surprised to see so much faith and confidence from Aemond regarding you, but she could also not help but feel slightly flattered by his comment. It was true that she was considered the most skilled witch in the Riverlands, and she believed she would be able to help him if you had been blessed by the Old Gods."Very well, my prince. I believe I can help you charm this commoner," Alys said, raising her eyebrow slightly to emphasize her confidence in the situation. Aemond's eyes lit with excitement at the sound of Alys' words. His dream, to at last finally take the commoner as his seemed to finally become a reality. Aemond could not contain his joy, and he started to speak eagerly to Alys, with a wide, relieved smile on his face. "Thank you, my lady. I appreciate all the help that I can get with this situation." Aemond paused and spoke cautiously. "What exactly do you plan to do?"

Alys smirked slightly, seeing the expression on Aemond's face and seeing just how eager he was to have this situation resolved. She did not believe that it was going to be easy to charm a commoner into falling in love with a prince, but she was one of the most powerful witches in the Riverlands, and with the aid of the Old Gods, anything was possible. "You will leave the charm to me, my prince," she said, raising her eyebrow and speaking in a commanding tone. "You must simply provide me with some more information about her, such as her full appearance. I believe our best bet at this point will be to try and use something to help her see you in a different light," Alys said, tapping her chin as she took a moment to consider the situation. This whole thing seemed ridiculous, but she was willing to help the prince with it. "We would need to find a way to give the girl a glimpse of your inner feelings for her," Alys continued. "If she is a faithful woman to the Old Gods she will understand the power of blood magic and the importance of our lineage, I think." Aemond was intrigued by Alys' plan. He had no issues with her using sorcery, as long as it could help him get a chance with you. Aemond began telling all about the girl's appearance, in the most detailed way possible. "Very well, she is very beautiful. My lady. I know that she has beautiful glowing skin and long hair with different shades when the light hits it. Her eyes are beautiful, yet her gaze is soft and enchanting. She is petite, but her curves are like none you've ever seen. I don't think any painting could ever come close to her beauty."

Aemond nodded in understanding what Alys was proposing. He wanted to see the commoner girl so much, that he would do anything to make it possible. He was willing to help however she asked. Alys was one of the best witches in the realm, and he trusted her to get the job done. "I will tell you all that I know about her and about our past meetings, My Lady," Aemond said with a warm, charming tone. "If you succeed, I will be forever indebted to you." He spoke confidently, fully hopeful that Alys would succeed. Alys let out a slight chuckle at the description of the commoner, especially the part about your curves. As far as she knew, Alys had heard very few things about this commoner, and yet the prince spoke of you as if you were a goddess. She wondered what you actually looked like. Alys listened to the prince's words carefully, taking notice of every detail he said, so that she could do her best in the task he proposed to her. She was confident that she could help the prince, she was the best witch in the Riverlands after all, and she would not fail him.

Alys had spent the last few days searching for a spell that might be able to help the prince with his commoner issue, after much thought, she decided to try and use a blood magic spell. According to ancient scrolls, this type of magic allowed a witch to give somebody a glimpse into another person's thoughts, feelings, and desires. This could hopefully show you how Aemond truly felt about you. With this, the witch prepared the spell and found the commoner that the prince had asked her to help him with. She was hoping there would be some positive results out of this. Alys walked outside her chambers, a small smile on her face as she spotted you sitting in a chair not too far from her chamber door. She would have to be completely alone with you for the spell to work, making it even harder to accomplish. "Oh, dear…" Alys said in what she hoped was a calming tone, stepping near you. "My apologies for the sudden appearance, I am Alys Rivers. I was wondering if you would be so kind to let me take a seat?" Alys said, politely asking for your permission. You, who always kept to yourself, heard Alys's voice. You looked up with a startled expression and were slightly startled to see someone approach so close to you. You looked up at Alys with an uneasy expression, but you didn't show any outright signs of disapproval and nodded your head slightly, meaning that you were okay with Alys taking a seat right next to you. You took a moment to process everything that was happening, trying to figure out what Alys wanted and what her intentions were. You were curious, but also slightly suspicious.

"I hope this is not too sudden for you, but the reason I am here today is because I am very interested in you," Alys said, looking you straight in the eyes as she spoke softly. "If I may ask, what is your name?" Alys said, hoping for a response, she needed to know your name if the spell were to be successful. "I only ask because I believe we would be a good match together," Alys said, smiling to try and ease any nerves you might be having. You were a little confused by what was happening. A stranger had approached you and asked if she could sit next to you, and then after a few moments of silence, Alys spoke to you again, saying that she was interested in you. At first, you thought that Alys was referring to herself and that she was flirting with you. With this revelation, all of this became even more confusing. All you wanted to do was to be left alone. "My name is Y/n…" You said with a nervous voice.

"Y/n, a beautiful name for a beautiful woman," Alys said in a calm tone. She was not at all surprised that you had misinterpreted her words, after all, many women felt the same way. But she could not let you continue with this misinterpretation, as it would not benefit anyone. "I meant that you would be perfect for Aemond," Alys explained, looking straight into your eyes. "I have seen how he looks at you, I know how much he wants you. Let me show you…" You listened intently to what Alys had to say. The situation was starting to make a lot more sense now. Still, you were still quite suspicious of this whole thing. You wanted to see how Alys would show you Aemond's feelings towards yourself. You were curious if it would end up matching with what Aemond had described to you. So, you just nodded, not saying much else, waiting for Alys to show you. Alys's eyes widened for a moment before they narrowed in concentration. As a witch, she found the connection between you and Prince Aemond fairly easy to find. "Look there," Alys said, motioning toward your mind. "See how his thoughts about you are all-consuming, he can think of nothing else. He is in love with you and he would do anything for you." Alys said in a calm, gentle tone, hoping you felt some relief hearing about how Aemond truly felt for you.

You were shocked by what you saw in front of your eyes. You were seeing all these visions and thoughts from Aemond, which all indicated that Aemond was feeling something deep and strong for you. This was so overwhelming for you, to see someone feeling like that towards you, that you felt your heart started to race. You never imagined that anyone would think about you that way. Alys's spell was starting to work, and it made you slowly realize what Aemond really meant when he mentioned how he felt for you as you slowly started to feel Alys's spell take over as you started to feel fond for the tall prince. Alys could see that her spell was working, not only were you shocked at the feelings of Aemond, but you were also starting to feel the same too. "See what I mean?" Alys said, smiling at you and giving you a calming look. "Prince Aemond loves you, and he would do anything for you. You and him are perfect for each other." Alys continued, feeling slightly proud of herself for the work she did. "Now come with me, my Prince is waiting for you," Alys said, hoping you would decide to go with her.

As the spell was taking effect on your mind and body, you started to feel things for Aemond that you had never experienced before. You had never thought that you could feel such a strong pull towards a person. You were starting to understand Aemond's sentiments now. You wanted to be with him, to make him happy. Suddenly, you were snapped out of your trance when Alys said that you should follow her and meet Aemond. "Yes, I understand." You responded, feeling extremely overwhelmed. "I'll follow you." It was true, you had now fallen in love with Aemond, and that was more than clear from your eyes. Alys smiled as she saw how her magic was finally working. "Perfect," she said happily, "My Prince will be glad to know that you and him can now be happy together." Alys stood up, extending her arm out to you, "Come, he is just down the hall waiting to see you." Alys offered you one last smile before slowly moving away. You both would have to make your way to Prince Aemond's room in order to meet the Prince, and Alys believed this would not go unnoticed. "Come, my Prince is waiting," Alys said with a slight bow, expecting you to follow her.

You could not hold your joy, feeling that you were close to finally being with your one and only love. When Alys stood up and extended her arm to you, you did not hesitate to accept it. Taking Alys's arm, and standing up, feeling Aemond's presence near now. Suddenly, it felt real. You could see him now. "Yes, I'll come with you." You replied with a bright smile on your face. You were eager to meet Aemond, the man you were in love with. Alys could see the joy in your eyes, and the way your grip on her arm slowly tightened, made her feel somewhat proud of herself. She had not expected you to fall for Aemond this quickly, but then again, the power of love was often stronger than she had initially thought. Alys was glad you had not been afraid to accept her offer. Soon, you both finally made your way to Prince Aemond's room, and Alys turned towards you as she gave you a last reassuring look for a moment as if to say "it is safe to be here." From there, Alys opened the door to the room, motioning for you to step inside.

Taking a deep breath and stepped inside the room, ready to meet Aemond, the man that you loved so dearly. Your heart was beating like crazy. You could hardly believe that this was happening. That you would finally see him again. You looked at Alys with a nervous look, not wanting to disappoint anyone, knowing that Aemond had been wanting you as much as you now wanted him. So, you took your last moments to prepare yourself, putting a smile on your face, to look as beautiful as possible for him. Aemond was looking over some scrolls when the door to the room suddenly opened. He did not pay much attention right away until he saw the beauty walk in. Oh my… He thought to himself the girl that he had been trying to talk to for months was now standing in front of him. You looked absolutely amazing. He could not believe his eyes. Did Lady Alys accomplish her task? Did it all actually work? Aemond was waiting with his breath hitched in his throat when he saw you smile at him. He could see the nervous look on your face, but he was excited just the same. You came here. You actually came here. Aemond turned to you and approached with a small bow, not wanting to waste any time. "Hello," he said to her as he got within speaking distance. "I am so happy that you came. I think you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Feeling extremely embarrassed but also extremely happy at the same time. You couldn't help but let out a giggle when he complimented you. Alys's blood magic spell had worked just as she expected it to, and you were starting to believe that maybe you were meant to be with Aemond. But the fact that he was also showing interest in you was making you even more nervous. "You really mean it?" You asked Aemond after a while, feeling a little hesitant to accept this wonderful compliment. Noticing and feeling stunned by how handsome Aemond was. You had never seen anyone that was as charming and handsome as he was. You were taken aback by Aemond's words, feeling as if someone hit you on the head with a baseball bat. You were not expecting this, in your head, you were screaming. This had to be a dream; no way this was real. "Of course I mean it." Aemond stepped closer to you, his eyes taking you in as he observed your beautiful face. He could not believe how lucky he was. He had never met anyone quite like you. You were not like any of the wealthy, noble girls that he had become accustomed to talking with. There was something about you that made him want to be close to you, and you were making it quite easy for him now. Perhaps this isn't a dream after all, he thought to himself.

Aemond smiled at the response. You were starting to warm up to him finally even if it was the magic's work, and that made his heart race. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. You are truly beautiful. "Yes, I mean it," Aemond said in a soft tone, wanting to see you become more flustered. "In fact, I don't think I have ever meant anything more than when I am speaking to you. Let me tell you something. I have never felt this way with anyone before." You got slightly embarrassed when Aemond got closer to you, but also incredibly happy when he spoke to you in such a sweet tone. Feeling as though he could hear your heartbeat going crazy, feeling the blood rush through your veins. This was the moment that you had been looking forward to for months, and it finally happened at last. "I…" You didn't know what to say, just standing there in complete silence, feeling lost in Aemond's charming words and gaze. You had never received so many compliments before, and seeing that the Prince's attention was all on you, you couldn't help but feel your legs becoming weak and dizzy all at once. You couldn't believe that something like this was really happening. You almost felt as if you were in a dream now. "This is incredible," you said, your voice becoming soft. You could not believe your luck in meeting a Prince like Aemond, who treated you with so much respect and admiration. You felt butterflies in your stomach at the thought of speaking with him in such a pleasant manner.

You truly are perfect, Aemond thought to himself. He was still in shock that he had finally gotten to be with you without having to chase after you anymore. He saw how happy you were, and it made him happy as well. I am so lucky to have met her. What would my life be like if I had not met her? He took your hand and stepped closer as he spoke gently "The fact that you are here with me, alone is incredible to me as well." He said the last part in a playful tone. Could it really be this easy? Aemond thought to himself. It was so effortless. After all of his attempts to win your affection, here he was, finally with the girl of his dreams. He had to contain his emotions, and he took a deep breath as he moved even closer to you. "My lady, may I be so bold as to ask you for your hand in marriage" Aemond had you right where he wanted you, and he could not see himself doing anything else but spending every waking moment with you. Hearing Aemond talk about marriage as if it were something normal made your heart beat a little faster. You felt a heat in your belly was burning from embarrassment, but not in a bad way. Instead of feeling afraid or nervous like you felt up until now, you were starting to feel butterflies in your stomach. The idea of marrying the Prince was something that was never considered by you, but now that he had just asked you for your hand in marriage, you suddenly seemed all for it.

You felt incredibly happy to hear Aemond ask for your hand in marriage, feeling that this moment was going to happen to them sooner or later. You smiled widely and then nodded your head, accepting his proposal. "Yes, I will marry you, My Prince." You said in a soft voice, feeling deeply happy. You had always dreamt of this day coming and now, it was finally happening. You couldn't wait for it to finally be true.

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project-sekai-facts · 10 months

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i recall some kind of theory or pointing out of the fact that tsukasa's focus sets have had him getting less and less authority each time, and with the role of a minor character, it seems to have been intentional

oh i remember a lot of players on JP and KR side pointing that out when Phoenix released! and yeah I think it's definitely true

he went from king -> commoner -> jester/circus performer (for the king) -> a shadow

actually i have a lot of thoughts about his new card and i doubt this set will get an official blog post so i might just ramble a bit. (ftr: haven't read the event yet, sekai.best isn't updating and i surprisingly haven't really found anything from looking through JP/KR side either). specifically, i have a few thoughts about tsukasa being a shadow in this card because it's actually way more than that. oh to be a media student

first off the costume name: phantasmagoria. according to wikipedia, this was an old form of horror theatre that involved projecting scary images. (it's quite interesting actually you can read the article here). the effects in phantasmagoria productions would be done using magic lanterns, the ones you slide a disc with a picture into so it projects it onto a wall. usually, they'd use rear projection, where the lantern is placed behind the surface it's being projected on (so the surface would usually be smoke or some sort of semi-transparent screen) to keep up the illusion (rear projection is how old movies did backgrounds for reference).

now here's where the light in the card comes into play. for starters, rear projection clearly isn't being used here because he's on the stage-thingy (that will be relevant later). also instead of the light shining at him as if he were the subject being projected, it's shining down on him. while partially this was definitely done in part for composition cool points (the composition on this card is so fucking good actually it has nothing to do with symbolism but like holy shit), it's very reminiscent of a spotlight. as i said, i haven't had the chance to read the event yet but i'm assuming this will connect with him having to play a minor role (or play the shadow as the gacha says) and still putting himself in the spotlight.

i like that idea actually because if you link the fact he's standing in the spotlight that means he is still casting a shadow. it may appear to the viewer as if he's the centre of attention - he's right in the light, literally hitting all the composition marks to make him the sole focus of the card - but he's still just a shadow in a larger phantasmagoria. and actually, the spotlight sort of goes around him, he's pretty much cast in darkness despite being in the light and i love how that reflects him being part of a smaller role or "shadow". he stands in the spotlight and puts on a great show no matter if he's truly the star.

lastly: the pose. now look at this 4koma where he does a bird pose:

familiar? while in this 4koma he's meant to be imitating an eagle, i can't help but notice some striking similarities in how he's posed.

also the gacha has a feather! specifically a black one. unfortunately since there are no actual birds on the cards, nor are there feathers, I can't tell you exactly what bird he is meant to be..,

although if you wanted to really grasp at straws then his last event was called Towards the Phoenix at the Sky's Edge the play from that event was called Happy Phoenix and both the play and the lead role in it are incredibly significant to Tsukasa personally and he ended up cast as the lead role in that play and even though the lead role isn't the phoenix that bird is still significant to him in some way.

also going all the way back to the original point of his class decreasing with every set i think while yes in this set he has been reduced to nothing more than a prop, or even less so a mere shadow, but at the same time if you chose to go with that incredibly reachy phoenix idea, it's a comeback. the phoenix rises from the ashes, tsukasa can be reduced to nothing and still be the star owning the spotlight, the most powerful one in the room. hell, he's still on a stage despite everything. i think it's super neat actually that despite this being him at the lowest rank, he's actually in the place where he belongs.

i believe i've only briefly mentioned it in passing on this account before, but theatre is his life. above all else Tsukasa is an actor and the stage is where he thrives. i think it's so interesting how with each set he loses authority, but he also gets closer to being on the stage. the king is at (well, near) his castle where he leads (link to WMS), Torpe is at his piano where he performs (link to Dazzling Light), the Jester is at the circus where he performs, and then you get the one that's hardest to define as any set character. it's not a king or a pianist or jester, it's just some performer on a stage. this time there's no character, and it's not just "some performer" because this is tsukasa. it's still another role, but this time the role is, as the event synopsis states, more "real". this is tsukasa where he belongs, he never needed any sort of power or to play the role of another performer in order to shine because he himself is a performer at his core. Torpe is a performer, but Torpe is not Tsukasa. Tsukasa is Tsukasa, and Tsukasa is a performer. Something like that.

sekai.best please update

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bedoballoons · 11 months

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Since this ask is a little specific, I'll let you choose the characters. Basically, the characters of your choosing with a winx fairy reader. If you don't want to do it, you don't have to.

I don't mind! However I haven't watched the Winch series in a very long time so if these aren't exactly like them I apologize! I hope you enjoy and thank you so much for your request!

P.s. This was so nostalgic for me, I remember watching Winx alot growing up and even having like my first set of ships between the fairies and their significant others 😋

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂

{༻~Winx~༺}

CW: Fluffy! Made the reader have a different fairy magic include as many as I could! (Pet names: Lyney: Mon amour,

(Includes: Lyney, Tighnari, Xiao, and Freminet!)

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𑁍༄Lyney: <Fairy of light>

"Lyney...are you alright? I know this isn't what you were expecting.." You chuckled nervously, feeling your face heat up as he stared at you wide eyed, watching your dazzling wings sparkle in the sunlight, it was a lot to process to say the least. "You're...a fairy? Like what you read in books? You'd think being a magician I'd be better at handling things others don't normally understand, but I must say...this is definitely throwing me for a loop."

"Well to be more accurate, i'm a light fairy. I can use light magic...I also have a more optimistic personality." His gaze started to make you shy, suddenly you regretted showing him...what if he couldn't accept it.

"A light fairy, you know that suits you. You do radiate a type of light, I noticed that even before you showed me your wings. In a sense, you're a true being of optimism....that's beautiful. Mon amour, may I ask a few more questions?"

𑁍༄Tighnari: <Fairy of nature>

"Does being a nature fairy mean you are naturally more gifted with plants and animals?" Tighnari sat in the bright green grass, watching you with dazed eyes that constantly flicked to your wings. He'd asked so many questions, if you were born a fairy, were your parents fairies, did you know others like you, but he still able to actually wrap his head around your secret.

"I think I'm pretty good with plants, they certainly grow nicer when I'm around and I have control over some...as for animals..I mean I was able to start dating you fox boy~" You giggled teasingly, trying to loosen him back up to his usual self..hoping you hadn't just absolutely shocked him to the point of no recovery.

Thankfully your words helped, "I'm fennec fox boy thank you very much. If you're going to call me a furry at least be specific."

𑁍༄Xiao: <Fairy of music>

"Is that why...your music is soothing to everyone? Why you're able to convey so much emotion in your songs?" Xiaos hand was gently holding yours as the two of you swayed your feet off the edge of the Wangshu Inn railings, watching the night sky with your wings finally out in full view..your true self exposed for him to see.

"I'm not really sure if that's why...all I know is, I have a deep connection with music. I can feel what every note means, hear songs of joy, sorrow...any emotion clearly just through the melody. When I make music...I try to put that into it, make it so everyone else can hear it as well as I can... especially you."

"I can...it makes me feel calm. Thank you for that."

𑁍༄Freminet: <Fairy of waves>

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"You're a fairy of waves? Like...one with the o-ocean?" Freminet looked away from you, the blush on his face steadily growing darker everytime he caught glimpse of your wings...of you. It was like he saw you in a whole new light, his love for the ocean...for water itself and now you were apart of that as well. It was like a dream he didn't know he wanted to come true...had just done so. You were undeniably the most perfect fit for him now.

"One with the ocean...I don't know if I could say that entirely...but I do know that..the second I met you I could tell you understood how the sea felt. That you were like me when it came to it's waters and the creatures within, I was hoping that finding out my secret...wouldn't be to shocking that you'd no longer want to spend time with me."

"A-all I want to do is spend time with you. We should g-go diving together, talk about everything the ocean has to offer...I want to know more about you. T-to relearn everything a-about the one i-i...l-love."

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

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artist-issues · 7 months

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I’ve enjoyed a lot of your thoughts on Disney movies and I was wondering what you thought of the movie Enchanted(assuming you have seen the movie xD)? I rewatched it recently and I really enjoyed it(I personally like that even though Giselle does evolve throughout the movie, her wish of finding true love stays the same) so I was curious to know your thoughts :)

LOVE

Enchanted.

Morgan is the kid that represents Disney’s audience. Robert is the well-meaning parent of that kid, who is missing the point of the Disney movies. Giselle is the Disney movie.

I love it. It’s so good. It ranks right up there with Mary Poppins, in my mind, as Disney getting itself right.

Disney has been accused of two things, prominently. On one side, you have people being like “oh Disney doesn’t have any courage to do new things, they’re just bowing to whatever the culture says, they’re remaking everything, etc.” That’s nowadays.

But in the early 2000s, when Enchanted was released, it was much more punk rock and edgy and popular to criticize Disney for not being “feminist” enough, for having characters who are stupid or silly—“what, they fall in love in just one day? What, they sing about their feelings? Look at all the dippy magic in their movies! Ha! Corny! Cheesy! Kiddie! Gag me!”

But then Disney whips out Enchanted.

Enchanted is Disney saying “Yeah our princesses have undying faith in love, and to them, magic is normal, and that’s a good thing, and our world needs more of it.”

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Giselle is this character who is (at first glance) the typical Disney Princess: that is, she’s all about faith. Having a dream of the special someone you’re destined to be with is one thing, but believing he’s out there in real life and you’ll find each other? You kind of have to believe in a higher power (fate, destiny, a horse, a wishing star, God) making that happen to get there. And then, what comes with faith, is this positive, joyful, innocent happiness that she carries everywhere.

When she meets somebody new? She trusts them to help her. When she calls to vermin? They answer her and befriend her. When she gets lost? She trusts her friends or her Prince will come find her. No need to be suspicious, to pretend to be something she’s not, or to despair; everything will work out, because life is full of wonderful things happening, and she knows that love exists and that love is often directed toward her—so why worry?

That’s so Disney. (The REAL Disney.) “Maybe something wonderful will happen.”

Enchanted celebrates that ideology by having her teach it to a guy who is from our world—and he’s basically the opposite of Giselle in every way.

He’s been hurt by someone he thought loved him (his ex wife.) He works with people who used to trust each other and spends all day helping them legally dismantle their once-loving relationships. He has his own girlfriend, but he is way too uptight and controlling to take the next step with her—because he’s afraid. Afraid, afraid, fear, fear, the opposite of faith.

Giselle has that belief in the good, the beautiful, the true, in the world. Robert has zero belief. He thinks that kind of faith is just going to get everyone hurt by the cold hard ‘real’ world. But she teaches him that the most real things in the world are the good, the beautiful, the true…

She really does love him truly, there really is magic, and those two facts really do have power. That he’s the one who hasn’t been seeing things 100% “how they are,” because he leaves love and faith out of the picture.

…and we have to talk about what he teaches her. Which is that there’s something worth getting angry about and protective of—before him, none of her beliefs were challenged. I really think by getting angry with him specifically because he refuses to take that leap of faith and believe in anything (which is exactly what his current girlfriend is angry with him about), she realizes that she can be angry with him, that she can disagree with him—and like him anyway. That it’s a choice, to love someone—which is what everyone thinks fairy tale princesses don’t have, and they couldn’t be more wrong.

Meeting a man and finding out enough about him on your first day to love him isn’t “boy meets girl, therefore they must end up together.” It’s her, knowing what is good, being insightful enough enough to see it in him even in a brief interaction, and then what ladies and gentlemen? Choosing to love him. So there’s Giselle, proving us all wrong about fairy tale princesses again.

I think it’s so good, because while he does help her to think more deeply and realize things about herself, he doesn’t change that joyful, faithful part of her. He just deepens it. It’s like a real life object lessons why “compare and contrast” is such an effective way to exercise your belief in something. Giselle believes in true love. Robert doesn’t. But she’s never met someone who doesn’t. By interacting with someone who’s trying his best, but is getting it wrong, she has a better appreciation for what she already knew was right.

I mean you could say “no she just realized that she has a right to be angry, women don’t have to be positive all the time” but that’s totally out of context. What’s she angry about? She’s angry that he keeps refusing to have faith, when she knows it would be good for him. It’s anger, for something worth being angry about.

And the songs are so good.

“That’s How You Know” is such a good song to refute critics of Disney Princesses and explain faith. Faith is believing what you know to be true and acting on it regardless of how you feel in the moment. In ‘That’s How You Know,’ Giselle is proving that princesses do actually need that truth component to have faith. It’s not blind faith.

It’s Ariel saying “I know humans are good because Truth 1: they make beautiful things, Truth 2: I saw one risk his life to save an animal, so I’m going to choose to love him.”

It’s Belle saying, “I know the Beast looks vicious, but Truth 1: he’s kind, he gave me a library and my freedom, Truth 2: he’s saved my life, and even though I’ve seen him break furniture and fight wolves, I’ve also seen him try to eat with a spoon and dance with me gently, so I’m choosing to love him.”

It’s Jasmine saying “I know this Prince Ali lied to me once already, but Truth 1: he saved my life and shared that he knows how I feel, and Truth 2: he keeps showing me the new things I want to experience without letting me get hurt in the process, so I’m going to trust him.”

It’s Snow White saying “I know I’m homeless in the woods and my only caretaker is trying to murder me, but Truth 1: I’m engaged to a Prince who promised to give his heart to me, so I’m not going to act despairing and fearful.”

Before the song starts, Robert is assuring Giselle that his girlfriend Nancy knows he loves her. But he doesn’t tell her all the time. He doesn’t do anything to show her. Because that would be vulnerable, and he’s a self-protective guy. Self-protection is the opposite of selflessness, and selfless action is love. So Giselle is telling him, “you have to do something, love is an action, and that action shows Nancy a truth she can base her faith, faith in your love for her, on.”

Not to…over-analyze a really catchy song.

But they’re all like that. This is the whole movie. The whole movie is Giselle being the Disney movie, walking and talking, proving the people who don’t get Disney movies wrong.

It is that deep!

And guess what? Robert, the guy who doesn’t get Disney movies? He falls in love with Giselle, the walking talking Disney movie. So there.

We haven’t even talked about the villains or Pip or Edward or Nancy, but they’re all amazing, they’re all perfect for this movie, but I’ll save it for another post.

I love Enchanted.

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