#also i want to write more for these three 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

[eloise175]

{Mild rant moment}

I need to get this out of my system, after a talk I had with some mutuals of mine (happy to say we all agree on this), and it contains novel spoilers, I warned you. No this post does not contain humor or jokes like my usual posts, it is just me giving a take on what exactly is going on in the Vadd fandom because some people seem to be reading a completely different novel/manhwa than most, like @seirclys mentioned, and I couldn’t agree more.

I often see people defending Ecklies, (or whatever the hell you wanna call him), saying ‘but he’s innocent/ poor baby🥺👉🏻👈🏻’ sis- this man is anything but innocent/innocuous/oblivious , this man is SMART.

I’m not saying this as a compliment, he is smart because you see how well he hides his real intentions and twisted nature, from when he literally betrayed his fellow people; brought Yvonne (aka Leila) back to the duchy after everything Penelope did for him, effectively backstabbing her, because he wanted to make her solely depend on him, (obsessive nature).

He tried to kidnap Penelope when she turned down his offer to ‘run away together’ and decided to ‘follow Leila’ (kinda?) so he could have Penelope by his side

Still like @seirclys mentioned in a similar post to this, do you really think that Leila would’ve let Penelope live when she is the only one that can actively stop her schemes and defeat her? Not a chance, keep dreaming.

Also- another thing I see, that makes me want to violently bang my head against the nearest solid surface for the sheer stupidity of it, is ‘he has wasted potential/the author did him dirty/ the author made a mistake-bad choice when they made Callisto the male lead’

1. What wasted potential are we exactly talking about?? Where? Please enlighten me.

•Every story plot is thought through before being published or written. Every character has their role, and in his case, Ecklies was designed to be the ‘twisted/ dark/ obsessive character’ (kinda like an antagonist) from the very start. Otherwise we would’ve seen a very different outcome, don’t you think?

2. Stop saying that the author did a mistake or a bad choice! That’s disrespectful.

•The author has put in much work in the novel, and then someone random comes and takes a shit on that. Literally one of the most disrespectful things I’ve seen people comment. The author made that choice, respect it. You don’t like it? Don’t comment and move on, or write your own original story- Wattpad and Ao3 are free, who knows maybe a lot of people will like your story.

3. Callisto was created to be the male lead. Every character fills their purpose and role.

•I know I jest around a lot when it comes to Callisto, but jokes aside, he really did do some fucked-up shit and his ways weren’t really ‘it’ the first time he interacted with Penelope, but we see him have a growth (humanly speaking), and we learn why he did what he did, can’t say that I approve of some of his ways, but he actually had a motive. He also has something called character development, what some like to ignore completely.

Another good example of character development we see in the story is Reynold, who might not be the best, but he has a nice redemption and growth throughout the arc of the story. That is how you make a character redeemable. (Can’t say I forgive his actions, but at least he tried to make amends for the shit he has done).

What makes me really laugh is seeing ‘Ecklies is innocuous baby and Callisto is the bad guy’. Again- are we even reading the same story anymore?? Ma’am- Ecklies makes Callisto’s crazy moment look innocent. What are you talking about?? At least Callisto didn’t try to kidnap Penelope, nor did he backstab her. Need I remind you that Callisto was literally on the verge of death but he still put Penelope first and was willing to let her go because that’s what she wanted?? Now THIS is real love.

-And reminder that Ecklies followed/stalked Penelope around for three years (in the side stories) because he wanted to kill her:

How can you really say that he’s the good guy after this??

And for the ones who keep on insisting that it was Penelope’s/ Syieon’s fault because ‘she used him’ you selectively decide to remember that. Ecklies also used and tried to manipulate her.

They used each other. With Syieon choosing to raise his favorability because he was the apparently ‘easiest target’ out of the five morons that are the male leads, to Ecklies that hated everything that Penelope/Siyeon was and wanted to make her rely on him only so his twisted tendencies could thrive. You see how toxic all this trash-fire is? Would you honestly like that?

I say that Penelope did a good choice when she rejected him, I would too. Ecklies scares me shitless and in her place, I would be terrified of him. He literally can kill her at anytime even without meaning to. He just needs to lash out ONCE, even unintentionally, and it’s game over for Penelope.

I know that people like it because it’s fiction, but there is something that attracts/appeals you for you to like it, and this brings me to the question- would you really like to have a relationship like that? Please stop romanticizing toxic/abusive relationships, be it fiction or not.

I also noticed that there are a ton of other different manhwas that have the male lead do similar things to Callisto, however people seem to fly over that completely. Why is that you may ask? I’ll tell you- it’s because Ecklies is good looking, and appeals aesthetically to the reader. His good looks can’t compensate for what he did.

DISCLAIMER: I don’t care what you ship, just stay out of my little bubble and keep your hate and spite to yourself. The real problem manifests when:

-people romanticize toxic/abusive/obsessive relationships and push it onto others, sometimes actively being rude to other people for the ships they like.

-go out of your way to make a good character look bad only to make your favorite pass as ‘baby/cute/innocent’ (who is considerably worse). And politely, stop looking for excuses to make a character look terrible just because you dislike them.

-take a shit on the author’s hard work; again, go write your own story if you don’t like it.

-spread misinformation and false spoilers that mislead others.

Yes, this is absolutely a *side-eye* to someone. Idc.

With this I conclude my rant for the moment- might update later.

[mimikyuno]

What was irama like at school? Since he's entering Sanremo again I want the tea ☕

omg i forgot mentioning this on tumblr like 2 years ago so at first when i read this ask i was like HOW DO YOU KNOW alsgslsghj

THIS GOT LONG so i’ll put it under a read more cut sorry alahslsh i love talking about good old filippo maria

but anyway he was kinda chill. we were classmates only for a year and a half but he and i were friends actually! basically he had to repeat the first year of high school so he switched to my school, was there for a year and a half and then switched to one of those school that do “two years in one”. last i heard from him he told me he failed the two in one and started a three years in one but then we drifted apart and that was gosh. over 10 years ago? being a little lesbian helped me get close to him bc everyone had a massive crush on him or anyway was intimidated by him so i think he liked that i was a bit weird (autism) and uninterested in him, especially since we went to a school with mostly girls; in my class the first year we were 27 girls vs 2 boys (him being one of the 2).

im pissed at him bc before he switched schools he lent me his one piece mangas (first 5 volumes) and i lent him my woodstock dvd and he just switched schools without warning any of us and he never gave me the dvd back 😤 and i had Just returned him the first volume of one piece which is very hard to find lmao

the best story i have from high school with him is that as i said we were kinda good friends (again why i was also upset he just. switched schools without saying anything to me or anyone else? i mean we still talked after he left but only via text and only sporadically for a year or so) and during one lesson he passed me a paper where he had written a song and he was like “you’re good at writing what do you think of my lyrics?” and i told him they were quite tacky and he got super offended 😭 in retrospect now that he’s a famous singer it’s hilarious to me

as for how he was like as i said, he was chill. honestly because he mostly slept, especially during the first 2-3 periods alsgslsg once our teacher called his parents to discuss this bc she was like “i think your son is doing drugs” and honestly she was right he was smoking soo much weed he was high 24/7 and he was the one who gave 4 of my classmates their first weed. i was there every time bc i hung out with him after school a few times and GOD CHRIST the last one was ugly but also one of my party stories even before he was famous.

WE WERE GONNA STUDY ENGLISH okay! he needed help in correcting the spelling and finishing a presentation for english class so after school we decided to go find a bench and study. as i mentioned above? 90% of the student body was girls, and they all crushed on him. so as we exited school we ran into a former classmate who was repeating the first year (were in the second at the time) and she decided to tag along. filippo just had to smoke before we studied, and he rolled a joint for our friend too. he had this bad habit of always rolling way too much weed (especially for first timers! got another classmate to throw up in class) and this girl straight up FAINTED on us. it was terrifying guys 😭 here we were, 15 and 16 and freaking out about her actually getting seriously sick and having to tell the police we had weed on us alsgslsgsl luckily it all resolved nicely and withou adults involved. he called his girlfriend of the time who ran there on her scooter and helped us take care of Fainted Girl. the most hilarious part of this story to me is that Girlfriend told filippo off and he was just like a little puppy literally this -> 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

BUT THE BEST PART was when Girlfriend ordered him to go to the store to get Fainted Girl food because she was starving and he ran and came back with ham 😭😭 like. prosciutto cotto in busta. his girlfriend and i laughed sm we started almost crying alshalag OF ALL THE SNACKS HE COULD HAVE BOUGHT! but fainted girl slurped that up like crazy and he was acting all smug. his gf and i kept laughing. then WHILE HIGH he drove me on his white vespa (yeah, he was That kind of guy) to where my mom was gonna pick me up and yeah. that was the last time we actually hung out before he switched schools. memorable. the ham part still makes me laugh when i think of his high face holding it alshsks his girlfriend and i were CRYING

sorry this got long but honestly i have even more stories he was chill but also a bit insane. the main reason i dislike him is that he was always quite arrogant. he came from a rich family and everyone crushed on him which gave him such an annoying ego. and the fact that he switched schools without saying anything was a tad rude, especially bc at first he didnt even answer my texts for a couple of weeks. we thought he died LMAO but no he just didn’t value us in the class enough to grace us with information or a goodbye. the fact that he came from a rich family was honestly probably the reason he got into sanremo giovani in the first place anyway. i wont say who his daddy works for bc idk if it’s public information and i dont wanna spread any rumours but. trust me im quite sure he got in bc of connections. all my former classmates and i agree on this lol. he was just a spoiled, arrogant kid who was also quite fun and chill. it just pisses me off how he gets fame and money probably thanks to his family! also how he never gave me my dvd back, im autistic i remember these things alshslsgsj oh and again, im autistic and rly care about these things but we were talking about ww2 in class once and i mentioned that my family at the time was part of the antifascist partisans and after class he was like “your family killed people how are u proud of it?” and i was like EXCUSE ME?! first of all they killed fascists who were like. trying to get people deported and were killing civilians. but he was adamant that being part of the resistance was as bad as being a fascist and that never sat right with me. but he was also 15/16 so i hope his mindset changed. ANYWAY YEAH. good old filippo

[outoftheblue-if]

Hello Vahnya! This game has me very much intrigued already and I've spent like half an hour on this page devouring all the asks lmao I can't choose between Isobel and Clara 😅!

I read the RO ask with the ROs looking through the MC's unlocked phone lol and had an idea: how would they react to finding poetry or something written by the MC for them (like it specifically has their name in it 😋) in the phone? Crushing stage for the increased heart rates please😉.

P.S.: I also very much appreciate that you no longer have the game as gender locked female, as a straight guy there's some really good IF content that's gender locked female, I sometimes feel like I miss out. Tysm for making MC gender selectable. 😇

Hi anon! ✨ Ahh, I'm so happy to hear you like what you've seen so far! I do so love it myself when I find a new WIP to devour lol! And you are so valid for that. I can't choose between any of them, I love them all 🥺 👉🏻👈🏻

I'm really happy with my decision to make MC gender selectable too. I feel so much better knowing my story is inclusive to everyone, and I honestly think it's made the story more interesting as it allows for more intriguing dynamics. It also has the added bonus of being a challenge for me to get out of my comfort zone with my writing, which is great! Win win! 🤎

As for your question/scenario, it was so cute I had to answer this straight away. Let’s say William knows how to read at this point lol

Isobel: Surprise flashes across her face, and she has to double check to make sure she's reading correctly. That it is in fact her name featured in your written words. The words that seem so... sincere. Heartfelt even. As she rereads them again, they send a pleasant jolt of exuberance through her body, and it takes her by surprise. She’s never really felt this kind of emotion before, this crazy rush, this yearning, and she can't seem to shake it off. She’s not even sure she wants to...

Knowing that you took the time to write this, and even kept it secret... She can't help but think that your affections are not only true, but perhaps even... deeply felt? The thought makes hope flutter inside of her, and no matter how much her rational brain tries to swat it down and away, she can't deny the way her heart soars in her chest. It’s surprising and new and terrifying, but despite it all, she feels... happy.

Max: The moment they start reading your heartfelt words, a sharp pain stabs at their heart and they swallow back the tightening of their throat, as they move to put away the phone, not wanting to read about your feelings for someone else. But then, they spot three familiar letters and they blink several times, certain that their eyes are playing tricks on them. They jerk the phone closer to inspect the text, their breath stuttering in their chest when they see the word written clear as day. Max. Their name. It’s their name! 

Joy bubbles up in their chest, threatening to overwhelm them, and they allow themselves to relish in it as they read your words over and over again, but this time the words fill them up with a glowing warmth and happiness, the likes of which they never dared to dream they’d be allowed to feel, especially about you. Could it be... that you feel the same? The thought leaves hope fluttering inside their chest, and they swallow back an entirely more pleasant tightening of their throat as emotion washes over them. Gently they put the phone back where they found it, feeling giddy and unable to restrain the grin on their face as they leave the room to go find you. 

Clara: The moment she lays eyes on the text in front of her, Clara forces her eyes closed, worrying her lip as she tries to fight the urge to open her eyes and read it. She’s already snooped way too much in your private things, and she can just tell that this is going to be something super private. She really shouldn’t peek, she already feels wretched. Making up her mind, she moves to put the phone away, when her eyes dart down of their own accord and in that short flash she recognises her own name, making her freeze. 

Without her permission, her eyes immediately trace along the text to take in your candid words and her heart soars in her chest when she realises that these tender words you’ve written are indeed for her. Blood rushes to her cheeks and she clutches the phone to her chest as the words echo in her head, leaving her giddy, feeling almost drunk with happiness. She gently puts the phone back where she found it, feeling slightly bad knowing that she clearly wasn’t meant to see it, but the buzzing happiness that comes from knowing you feel the same way she does is infinitely stronger.

Richard: Richard’s eyes land on the written words and automatically begin to read, but he quickly clenches his jaw, screwing his eyes shut, as he recognises the tender emotions you’ve detailed in your written words. He feels a stabbing pain in his heart that he tries to shove off, knowing that you’ve written these words for someone else. He doesn’t want to read them and know your feelings for this person, but he can’t stop his eyes from opening once more to finish it. He must be some sort of a masochist. He allows his eyes to carry on, but freeze up as his eyes register his own name. His jaw goes slack, his heart fluttering in his chest. Could it be…? 

He rereads the words, intently focused, while his eyes keep flashing down to where his name is. Just to make sure he hasn’t read wrong. But it’s there. Richard. His name. These words were meant… for him? The thought makes his spirits soar, and a warm, glowing sensation spreads through his body as he rereads the word again and again, savouring them. His relief is so great, his joy so profound, that he has to stop himself from doing something rash. He wants to run off to find you, so he can pull you into his arms and jubilantly spin you around, before burying his face in your neck. But that can wait. Know that he knows how you feel, he suddenly feels calm. Like he has all the time in the world to wait for you. 

William: William begins to read your words, but his hand immediately clenches around the phone as he realises what exactly he’s reading. Anguish squeezes at his heart, and he tears his eyes away, wanting nothing more than to throw the phone away so he can pretend this doesn’t exist. He doesn’t want to know this. Doesn’t want to know your feelings for someone else. The feelings that will never be aimed towards him. But a part of him needs to know. If nothing else, he needs to know who this person is, needs to know that they’re good enough for you. But who could be good enough for you? He almost skips over parts of the text in his haste to find out, and he has to retrace his steps, eyes widening incredulously as he takes in the unmistakeable seven letters of his own name. William. 

He tries to quell the soaring hope in his chest, the sparks of happiness that alights his insides as he allows himself to consider it… Could it be…? Could it truly be possible that you feel the same? That these eloquent, heartfelt words were typed out so diligently with him in mind. Him? What could have possibly drawn you to him? He can scarcely believe it, he wants so desperately for it to be true, it makes it hard to breathe. Surely not. Surely you don’t… But it’s no use. This tiny sliver of hope is enough to make the dam of emotions, the intense and overwhelming yearning for you that he’s tried to bottle up for so long, to come bursting out of the seems, knocking the breath from his lungs. He allows himself to entertain the dream of the life you could have together, of having you by his side, of being happy, and he feels the sudden urge to find you. He needs to know. If there is any chance at all, any possibility whatsoever, that the likes of him could make you happy... well, then he would be a fool not to try.

Thank you so much for your ask and your lovely message! ✨🤎