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Tbh I have a lot of complicated feelings about the whole OceanGate thing and I'm not really a fan of how this is being treated as The Evergiven 2, but as it becomes more and more likely that the sub suffered a critical failure and imploded days ago my main thought is that visiting the Titanic's wreck should be in the same category as climbing Mt. Everest; a pointless, unfathomably dangerous, disrespectful excursion that should not be allowed, or at least regulated and reserved for experts who know what they're doing to conduct research and/or matinance.
I mean like at this point I don't even think the average person should know where Titanic is. What is the benefit? All it leads to is death and the disruption and/or potential destruction of a mass gravesite that also doubles as a unbelievably valuable historic artifact that will not be around forever. Why the hell are people just allowed to go down there?? We don't let people go rub their hands all over the Mona Lisa, and that wouldn't even kill anyone, why can billionaires just go tromping around in far more deadly and fragile locations, especially ones where hundreds of people have already died?
But yeah idk there's no real point in adding my input to the discussion and I kinda don't want to comment on it beyond this anyway, but the whole situation sucks and def makes it clear there are simply some things people should not be allowed to do no matter how much goddamn money they have.
#I just do not understand rich people's obsession with going to space and climbing everest and shit like that#you have so much money and the only thing you can think to do with it is get yourself killed for what??#bragging rights???#and we should jusy let you do this even if it's hella disrespectful or destroying things that should be preserved????#I s2g Glass Onion was a fucking prophecy#also don't take this as me saying these people deserve to die I don't have a say in who lives and who dies#and I don't believe in the death penalty#I just am baffled at the lengths rich people will go to for bragging rights#it's like they really do believe the world should bend to their will#and they should be allowed to do whatever they want bcs they have money#and yeah they did have reason to believe this was safe I will not deny that at all#I don't think this is as much of a fuck around and find out thing as people say it is#even poor people put our lives at risk doing dumb shit sometimes#I just think it's like....idk there's a difference between going on a shoddy carnival ride#and thinking you have a right to go see the wreck of the titanic#idk anyway I'm rambling more than anything this is just infuriating and tragic and stupid and I hate it#but we can learn from it at least#and what we should learn is 'you can't just do whatever you want bcs you have money'#people shouldnt be allowed to just put themselves in these sorts of situations#oceangate#titanic#current events
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Helloo hope all is well! I was hoping to put in a request for a Xavier x Addams/reader and have it be like that once scene from Titanic where he draws her in the necklace doesn’t have a to be smut of course but still that longing of intimacy
Thank you for taking the time to read this 🙏
yes, i can definitely do that for you!
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pairing: Xavier Thorpe X fem!Addams reader summary: Xavier paints you warnings: mentions of n00dity, mentions of sex note: the reader isn't actually specified as an addams. also he calls the reader sweetheart because i feel as though he's the type of guy to say that.
THANK YOU ALL FOR 600 FOLLOWERS, MEANS SO MUCH AND I LOVE YOU ALL. 💋
you sat in Xavier's shed on a small couch you made him put in there for you, watching him as he stroked a canvas with his brush. the way his hand was flexing while moving the brus along the canvas sent you to somewhere you couldn't explain.
something about seeing him so focused on painting made you want something from him. something you didn't want to say out loud.
you were staring at what would be a painting and thought of what it would be like for him to paint you like that.
you started to imagine him focused on painting you instead of all the other things he's painted and immediately felt weak. but you shouldn't. You and Xavier weren't exactly dating, but you guys weren't just friends either. you two were in a confusion position in your relationship and you didn't want to wreck what you two have.
although you would never say it, you wished he would paint you.
after a while he finished his art and stood staring at it, still contemplating whether he liked it or not, you stood up from the small couch and stood next to him
"I love it" you told him
he looked down at you and smiled softly, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and side hugged you
"something about it doesn't seem...right" he confessed with a sigh
"I think it looks perfect" you said
he chuckled before placing a kiss on your head, gently stroking your hair.
"well then, if you like it I like it." he shrugged
it was quiet for a moment, standing next to each other comfortably
"it's getting late, we should probably head back"
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you thought back to last night and got excited to watch him paint again
"you must get so bored just sitting there watching me paint almost ever day" Xavier stated, opening the door to his shed.
"I like it" you said with a small polite small
"do you want me to teach you to draw or something, get you more involved or something so your not just sitting there?" he asked
"well there is" you paused for a second "something"
"and what would that be" the corner of his lips raised to form a small smirk
"you could, well, you could-" you cut yourself off, too nervous to say it
"I could?"
"you could paint me?" it sounded more like a question than a statement
his face brightened up and the smile on his face grew wider
"you want me to draw you?" his eyebrows were raised, he seemed a bit taken back but his face said he loved the idea
"that's what I said, yes" you nodded, walking in the shed as he held the door for you
he closed the door after him and stood there looking at you with a smug smile on his face
"don't get me wrong, you look beautiful, but I don't want to paint you in your school uniform" he chuckled lightly
"I wasn't exactly planning on wearing this" you said, looking down at your uniform
"well what are you going to wear then?"
"nothing" you said quietly, shrugging.
Xavier gulped down a lump in his throat, he felt himself become hot and his hands went a bit clammy, he wondered if he had heard you right
"what do you mean nothing?"
you took your blazer off and placed it on the chair in the corner
"unless you would like me to wear something else" you sighed
"no, no you can wear nothing, I'm happ-fine with that, just take your clothes off. and I'll get ready" he turned around and begun digging through his supplies
you felt a bit nervous again, you wondered if he felt uncomfortable about this. but you were already half way through this.
Xavier had a small smirk on his face as he set his stuff up, knowing that right behind him, you were getting undressed.
"I'm ready" you said standing behind him, ready for him to start
he turned around and smiled when he saw you, you noticed that his jaw was flexing while he tried not to explore your bare body with his eyes
"do you want to sit on the couch, that would be more comfortable" he suggested, pointed to the couch behind you
you nodded before going back to sitting down
"try a more natural potion" he said looking at how you positioned yourself oddly
you moved yourself on the couch to a better spot but apparently that wasn't good enough because you walked up to you and moved you himself
"there, that's better" he stood straight and walked back to his canvas.
"so just stay there, try not to move a lot" he told you before picking up his paintbrush.
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Xavier kept looking back at you every second. he told himself it was to help him with the painting but he already has the scene imprinted in his brain that he didn't need to look back at you anymore.
he was just taking his chance to admire you in such state, and he did so while biting his lip or licking his lips, thinking about touching you.
you two made small talk until he was almost done. he looked at the clock on the wall and noticed the time.
"it's basically done, I'll just finish the details tomorrow" he sighed and put down his paint brush, wiping his slightly sweaty hands on his pants.
"can I see it?" you said sitting up on the couch
"wait no, stay there" he said taking off his jumper and hung it on the back of the chair
"I still have something to do" he said.
you then grew confused about what he meant by that, he had said he was done for tonight and that he would finish later, what else would he need to do?
he walked closer to you on the couch and looked down and you with a smirk on his face. he placed a hand on the back of the couch and climbed on top of you, a knee placed between your thighs and the other on the other side.
"what do you need to do?" you said. you weren't clueless, but your mind was foggy and too up in the clouds for you to notice what was happening.
he licked his lips while staring down at you, moving his knee closer to your heat
"you"
the tone in his voice make you nervous and become flustered, you wanted to say something but you couldn't muster the words.
"did you seriously think you can lay there in front of me naked for almost two hours and I wouldn't do anything about it?" he chuckled lowly. his hot breath fanning against your blushing face
you stayed silent, staring up at him longingly, feeling a wet patch begin to form between your legs.
"god your in for a long night, sweetheart" he smirked at you.
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hope that was good enough
#xavier thorpe#xavier thorpe x reader#smutty#imagines#wednesday addams#netflix wednesday#wednesday 2022#wednesday series#xavier thorpe oneshot#xavier thorpe headcannons#request#feel free to request
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JJK 251 delivered one of the most intense fights till now, and honestly, I can't wait to see it animated! (if I'm still alive 10 years from now, that is lol).
That said, I need to write a little about this chapter because it has been eating me out since Thursday, and the HQ scan release is MAGNIFICENT. So let’s go!
Yuta used Cleave on Sukuna!
But, alas, he wasn’t the one to eat Sukuna’s finger. It was prolly Rika.
I don’t think anyone would think it makes sense that Yuta - second only to Gojo, the strongest modern sorcerer - could be the one to eat the King of Curse’s finger. While he IS powerful, it is still so risky to think he could ingest a piece of Sukuna’s soul and keep it inside himself for God knows how long.
Also, if a human had eaten one of his fingers, it seems a bit unlikely Sukuna wouldn’t have noticed somehow, as the cursed object holds a part of his very soul.
On the other hand, Rika hasn’t fully manifested. It seems an odd thing since this battle is even more dangerous and important than all previous battles Yuta had since his 2vs1 with Geto. Which may be just a wild speculation, but that has me thinking that maybe - just maybe - he hasn’t allowed her to fully manifest because she ate the finger. Like with the finger bearers at the beginning of the manga, Sukuna would know it is there, and he could target Rika more fiercely. Perhaps get to even retrieve it.
But this is speculation only - and I hope we will be sure of it in the next chapters.
It’s good to remember tho that it was Rika who ate Uro’s arm, not Yuta. And I doubt Yuta himself could have also eaten Hana’s and Inumaki’s arms…
Yuta was right in thinking that Sukuna would be surprised at being hit by his own technique.
However, something pretty nice happening here is that Sukuna looks pleased at tasting his own technique.
You know, we are well aware by now that Sukuna is a hedonist to the fullest. So I’m actually pleased that, rather than being really pissed off for getting a taste of his own medicine, he really experienced this little moment in a way that couldn’t show better how a being can be more self centered lol
I mean, his smile as he says ‘I see. Quite the meal.’ or "Oh, I get it. You ate it." feels like he is amused at tasting some of the power his own technique holds. I can hear Suwabe-san making it sound like he is having a foodgasm. And Yuta’s face turning worried is a sign that he oughta move to his next attack against the King of Hedonism ASAP.
Yuji and Yuta’s hand-to-hand-fight with Sukuna is beautiful, my god.
Sukuna is a good +4m tall muscle-built four-armed TITAN GIANT. Yuta and mostly Yuji are making him bend, making him bleed, making him blind by spitting blood on his cursed eyes, and FUCK - THIS FIGHT IS GOLD!!
Details I gotta highlight:
This is the second time Yuji survives Cleave at point blank, showing how much his endurance is up in such a crucial moment.
It was so smart of him to spit blood on Sukuna’s face. Reminds a little how his lil brother Kechizu spat his cursed blood on him back in s01 times.
Yuji’s determination to save defeat Sukuna and save Megumi with ‘heal up, heal up, HEAL UP’ makes me wanna chomp on wood T_T (C’mon baby, you can do it!)
Count on Sukuna to keep looking amused as he is being wrecked to the bones lmao. But also, this means he is thinking, analyzing, plotting, and soon preparing to counterattack.
The way Rika grabs him by the leg and throws him at Yuji’s soul shaking kick IS PERFECT.
The beating is so well delivered that, in fact, Sukuna is pushed to a deadly gamble.
I love when Sukuna gambles. He does it so many times throughout the story that I don’t think anyone can actually be surprised to see him doing this again in this chapter.
And I really mean it, cause not even our MCs are surprised. They had a solid plan of what to do once they had pushed Sukuna to the point they wanted: aka, releasing the HWC to try using Space Dismantle while tanking Jacob’s Ladder.
In less than a blink, Sukuna is 3/4 immobilized.
Rika, half manifested, gets his upper arms while Yuji goes for the lower right.
Yuta, though, goes straight to his guts, and bravely shoves his hand inside his belly mouth while Sukuna's only free arm goes straight to his head.
The cost for such a risky attack? A Cleave delivered directly on his bloody head.
But Yuta’s RCT doesn’t fail him. And he also still gets to rip out the Cursed Tongue - leaving Sukuna to have only one way to chant curses now. Confirming their suspicions that the King needs to use hand signs and chants or both to use “Space Dismantle”, which is an opening they can take an important advantage of to both use the domain's sure hit and reach Megumi.
This page made me scream!
The sight of Sukuna’s cheek exploding is bloody horrible.
Yuta tanking another slash attack shook me.
But Yuta coming up at the fucking King of Curses absolutely confident he can face him off FEARLESSLY is even more gobsmacking. I love my son!
ALSO: DID YUTA REALLY USE DISMANTLE ON SUKUNA’S ARM RIGHT HERE????
Also, the fact that Sukuna’s output is low to that point is both a sign that 1) his deadly efficiency is truly getting compromised by the biggest jjk team jump this manga had to this day, 2) Yuta and Yuji really leveled up to an impressive stage!
I don’t think we have ever seen Sukuna getting so overwhelmed and shocked.
Yuta’s next sword attack happens simultaneously with Yuji’s blood manipulation attack, and Sukuna loses his free hand while he realizes Yuji in fact just used his spitted blood to blow half his face off, rendering unable to speak.
A little thought I want to share though is that, while it has been long hinted that Yuji is able to use Blood Manipulation in any form after eating his brothers and training with both Choso and Noritoshi, I still have a little doubt whether the piercing blood attack in chapter 247 really comes from Yuji or not.
From the pov in 247, PB comes from somewhere really high and far from where Sukuna is. And in chapter 244, we see Mei Mei and Momo observing the battle from a tall building not too far away. I could see Choso being taken somewhere safe up to and despite being heavily wounded, still trying to help his lil brother. But also, I can picture Yuji rushing up some of the destroyed buildings to locate Sukuna and Higuruma, and desperately PB Sukuna to buy some time until he gets there.
I mean, if it had been really Yuji, I half expected Sukuna to have a lil flashback not only of the moment Yuji spat on him, but also from when he was attacked back in 247. That would solidify the fact he shockingly realized Yuji is using BM. So I will wait for a clear confirmation...
This talk is pretty interesting and important.
We discovered through Yuki’s search that:
Even when souls mix to some degree, they don’t become one single soul.
Choso can’t feel the OG soul of the human whose (his) body belongs to, and that’s why he asks if Yuji and Sukuna aren’t a special case. A fair question that made me think Choso could actually give back his body to the guy if he knew the poor man was trapped inside.
Yuji explains that CE plays an important role in the case of cursed objects and non-sorcerers then. Yet, no matter how deep a living soul may sink, it won’t merge or disappear in such cases.
Choso proposes another special case: since Yuji said, “in general level things are unmergeable”, what if Megumi and Sukuna are different tho? What if that could happen to them?
Yuji proceeds to say he added the “general” thing cause he had dealt with Mahito. Also, uniting souls transform them into other separate being. So as long as a soul CT like Mahito’s is NOT at play, then the merging of souls can’t happen.
And trusting fully in Yuki’s search, Yuji promises he will shake Megumi’s soul awake.
And after learning all of this, I wished for real that Yuki had not died so prematurely. The fact she was a former Star Plasma Vessel, that she could hear the voices of the souls Tengen had absorbed throughout the millennium, and that she had now Maki, Yuji/Sukuna, Choso and Mahito to deepen her research on souls and find a “scientific way” for how to break free from CE, BUT she never could do it… is a PAIN. We can’t undo what GG did, tho, so let's move on to the next topic.
Angel’s technique is special.
But it has a well defined role in the story: one that is NOT what some ppl think.
In an incarnated body, there is the mix of one’s technique + the personality + cursed object. So, since Angel’s CT can eradicate CTs, they can erase Sukuna. As they all want to save Megumi, tho, they will need to do the same thing Hana tried back in chapter 213: using the attack to FIRST weaken the connection between Sukuna and Megumi so Megumi’s chances of surviving the brain damage are better, and THEN move on to finish off the King of Curses.
And here I want to point out how absurd it is for anyone to expect a MINOR side character to end the history of the final MAIN antagonist of this series. Because, truly, unless you are being really disingenuous or purposefully kidding yourself just to hate and badmouth JJK, one cannot be serious over Hana EVER standing a chance against Sukuna. Even more with one of her arms torn off by the King himself.
And that’s why Yuta - the one second only to Gojo - is the one side-handling this freaking final battle.
Sukuna is damn right roughen and wrecked.
Yuji has one of his arms, Rika has two arms + a bite on his shoulder, his free arm is handless, his main mouth is half blown, and his belly mouth is tongueless and dripping blood.
There is a seriousness to his features that is different though. I mean he is the king of smiles, but he is deadly serious right here...
He KNOWS what is coming. He has chosen to gamble his endurance power against Yutangel’s Max Jacob’s ladder. So he is definitely mentally preparing to receive one of the hardest blows on his unstable (connected to Megumi) form.
And then Sukuna takes it.
His reaction is highly different from last time though, and it’s kinda obvious why. In chapter 213, he had just barely taken over Megumi’s body as well as he was at 15 fingers. Here he is in his incarnated true form, 19 fingers + his very mummified head in.
That said, the way he only growls/grunts/gasps tanking a DE’s sure hit from someone with a CE around the same as his own is impressive. Not only that, but also another crystal clear hint that he is the fucking King of JJK for a reason. You can’t break him easily. You can’t beat him conventionally. You can’t kill him until his last drop of CE is gone, until his brain is incapacitated, until his self-serving wish to keep existing - even if meaninglessly - is obliterated together with his cursed soul. As long as he holds the overwhelming power to exist, he will keep existing.
Knowing the enemy is NOT down yet, Rika chomps her mouth on Sukuna’s shoulder again as she holds his arms again while Yuta butchers his lower right arm in half, buying the time Yuji needs to fuel the special punch that he hopes will shake Megumi’s soul awake from the depths of this nearly unkillable monster. And if my eyes are not deceiving me, I think that - by the shape of Sukuna’s tattoo - Yuji hits him in the middle of his chest. Right over his heart.
Megumi’s breakdown deserves an analysis of its own.
But, yeah, IT HURTS.
As Yuji is shaken by Megumi’s state, though, the inevitable happens.
Sukuna, following his gamble of tanking and surviving JL to throw the WCD, does exactly that. The chants come on the page on a background a little similar to how his DE first appeared in animation. It’s eerie, cursed, and we know shit will happen on the next page…
Using what seems to be the arm Yuta had slashed in half (or is it the hand Rika was holding before), Sukuna strikes ALL his enemies with a seemingly WCD.
Way too close to him, Yuta takes the bruntest of it - the slash rips/slants his abdomen (letting we peek what is probably his liver), his back and his ring fingered hand (strongest way of connection with Rika) is severed from his wrist. Rika is slashed all over her face, the lower jaw which had bitten onto Sukuna’s shoulder is cut off and falling, her monstrous hands all cut and bloodied when they release Sukuna. Yuji is slashed on his forehead, across his face, and by the blood trajectory, from his collarbone down to abdomen.
There is NO WAY THO that Yuji is dying like that, though.
So before we find out how Yuji - and prolly Yuta too - will survive this attack, it is important to notice here that Sukuna does not say “Dismantle” when he unleashes this attack on them. And, YES, chants ARE important in JJK. (I know a lot of ppl will complain about this, especially since “Gojo died with this attack!”, but I’m just saying what is drawn in the manga.)
Sukuna is back to his menacingly smiling aura as Yuta’s domain starts crumbling on top of him.
But while he is RCTing his injuries and tasting what seems to finally be the end of this cursed battle day, he is struck by the sneakiest signature attack of the modern era.
Maki Zenin, the demon with zero cursed energy, pierces his heart - and soul - with her Split Soul katana.
If I said I haven't screamed at this whole sequence, I would be a liar. This was absolutely INCREDIBLE!
Now I hope GG won't switch the pov back to Hakari x Uraume, but I feel like he might as well do again T_T
Anyway, I just had to write all this to say how PERFECT Gege is weaving Gojo's pupils battle against the greatest King of Curses!!
#jjk 251#jjk meta#or kind of lol#i just needed to get this out somewhere or it would bug my mind until next chapter#which will happen in TWO WEEKS T_T#ryomen sukuna#yuta okkotsu#itadori yuuji#maki zenin
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so @darlingofdots's awesome Temeraire!universe historian post mentioned the wreck of the HMS Allegiance and I have been thinking about where it is literally all day.
Not just where as in "somewhere in the South Pacific" (because duh) but also, specifically, how deep, and therefore how the wreck would be studied.
Because a lot of archaeologically significant shipwrecks are pretty shallow, since they're the wrecks we can dive to, either on normal air scuba tanks or mixed gas. The Uluburun shipwreck off Turkey, for example, sits between 44 and 61 meters deep, which is right on the edge for air diving. The archaeologists could only be at the bottom for 20 ish minutes at a time, two times per day, with careful decompression timing as they went up to avoid the bends and not-insignificant amounts of nitrogen narcosis at the bottom. Mixed gas goes deeper, 100 meters or so for some of the more available ones. (there's a Phoenician shipwreck off the coast of Malta that's about 110 meters deep, and was excavated by technical divers) Beyond that it's just commercial divers laying oil pipelines with the super $$$ gas at depths of up to 500 meters or so. Anything deeper than that is the domain of submarines and robots.
and really, all of that ^ paragraph is just tangential set dressing that I added because I like shipwreck archaeology, because knowing the Allegiance went down in the middle of the South Pacific meant it was always going to a be a submarines-and-robots wreck. The middle of the Pacific Ocean is uh. deep. but I wanted to find out exactly how deep.
so the map from Crucible of Gold puts the sinking at a little under 50°S and a little over 121°W, which the NOAA bathymetric data viewer says is just about 3000 meters deep
Since that's an extremely boring screenshot, here's the CoG map overlayed on a bathymetric map:
It's actually on a bit of a ridge there! which is why it's at 3000 meters and not deeper.
We do find and investigate wrecks at that depth and deeper these days. The Titanic is at 3800 meters, and it has been investigated extensively (though we also have a recent pretty major news story about why thats still difficult and uh, very dangerous) The USS Samuel B Roberts was found at 6895 meters, and perhaps most relevantly, the search for Malaysa airlines flight MH370 turned up two 19th century shipwrecks at 3500+ meters deep, over 2000 kilometers off the coast of Australia.
One of those wrecks was a wooden ship from either the 1870s or 1880s, and though, being wood, it was pretty badly decayed, its cargo (coal) and metal features (anchor and water tanks) were still extant. On the Allegiance, that would also include her guns and her metal keel (which would probably be the identifying feature TBH, the keel marking her as definitely a dragon transport)
That wreck is probably the best parallel to the Allegiance in other ways, being a wooden sailing ship with a wreck not only very deep but also very remote. It also probably went down due to an explosion, just like the Allegiance. They were common on coal-carrying vessels, and the sonar images showed the cargo was scattered across the seafloor like something catastrophic happened.
The Allegiance would be more remote than its real-world parallel, but anyone looking for it would be hunting for it specifically and would be armed with probably a decent idea of where she was when she went down, seeing as there were survivors who would have been very keen to remember where they were so they could know how close they were to land. Plus, much like the Titanic (though not to the same extent) there'd probably be funding to investigate the Allegiance once found, as she had a part to play in major political turning points on at least three continents. People tend to be interested enough to throw money at that sort of thing.
So, there you have it. It would take a pretty serious effort to find her, though not an impossible one, and once found she'd be investigated by shipwreck robots, which would bring back pictures and samples of her metal remains, with organic matter being mostly absent by the time she was found.
#temeraire#shipwreck archaeology#thank you darlingofdots for the excuse to go down this rabbit hole#you are so correct that in-universe historians would be SO excited for this wreck to be found
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what is 1994 estonia? (Gen, interested)
You've activated my trap card, I'm afraid. '1994 Estonia' refers to the September 28th, 1994 sinking of the passenger ferry MV Estonia in the Baltic Sea. Out of the 989 people on board, 852 died, and 137 survived.
As previously stated, my offputting special interest is disasters, and I've probably done more research on this specific disaster than any of my other "favorites". To me there are a couple of things that are particularly horrifying about this sinking, and to explain I'm going to do a little compare and contrast between the Estonia and a much more famous wreck - the RMS Titanic.
Details under the cut. If you don't want to read a detailed description of why this sinking was so awful, please don't click.
The first piece of the horror to me is the fatality rate. When Titanic sank, around 68% of the people on board were killed, and women and children had a reasonably high survival rate. This is undeniably horrific. On the Estonia, however, the fatality rate was closer to 86%, and very few women, children, or elderly people survived. There are a couple of reasons for this, which I'll go into a few bullet points down. They include:
The cause of the sinking. Titanic got in a fight with an iceberg and lost, resulting in a series of ruptures along the hull line and progressive -- but predictable -- flooding. Estonia, on the other hand, was what's known as a roll-on, roll-off ferry, meaning that the bow of the ship is able to lift up in order to allow cars and trucks to drive on at one port and drive off at their destination. During a storm the night of September 28th, 1994, the bow of the ship took such a beating from the waves that it came loose and fell completely off. This caused catastrophic and unpredictable flooding in the ship's hold.
The list. If you've seen the movie, you know that while the bow of Titanic eventually lifted out of the water, it didn't develop much of a list -- a tilt to one side or the other. When Estonia's hold flooded, it took on a significant list to starboard (tilted sharply to the right). Imagine you're staying at a hotel, hanging out in your room. Then, without warning, your room tilts sideways. Now the floor of your room is at a 30-degree angle. Objects in your room have fallen over, or fallen onto you. You're disoriented and possibly injured, but you decide that it's time to get out of your room, and out of the hotel, as quickly as possible. But with every passing second, the tilt of the floor beneath you continues to increase. Think about how quickly your environment would become difficult or impossible to navigate. Now imagine that while this is happening, you're surrounded by 988 people who are also trying to escape. How fast do you think you'd be able to get out? On the Estonia, escape to the outer decks was only possible for the first 5-10 minutes of the sinking. Anyone who was inside the ship past that point went down with it.
The conditions inside. Making it out to the deck of the Estonia required quick reaction time, even quicker movement, and a lot of arm strength. When the ship listed, it rendered the staircases impossible to use normally, and people who survived had to pull themselves up along the rails. Most people couldn't. Survivors reported panic among the passengers, as well as seeing people who were injured and in need of help, but being unable to help without losing their own lives. To me, the one of the most haunting stories from this aspect of the sinking is one of a man who was helping his girlfriend and parents to escape. When they realized they couldn't pull themselves up the stairs, they ordered him to save himself -- and he did.
The conditions outside. While Titanic sank on a relatively calm night, Estonia sank in the middle of a storm, which meant the weather conditions were a threat to the people who were able to escape the interior of the ship. The list made it impossible to launch most of the lifeboats, and while there were life rafts, some of them didn't inflate properly. Many people ended up in the water with nothing but a life-jacket, and some survivors went without. It took several hours for help to arrive, and in that time, many people drowned or succumbed to their injuries.
The time. It took Titanic almost two hours to sink -- time for people to escape, time for the band to play, time for those who couldn't escape to accept their fates in whatever way was possible for them. The Estonia sank in 35 minutes.
To sum it up, while more people died in the Titanic sinking, a passenger or crewmember on the Estonia had a much lower chance of survival, due to the nature of the sinking and the speed at which it occurred.
Part of what draws me to this particular disaster is that it combines so many of my greatest fears. Drowning, being trapped in a small space (such as a cabin), not having enough time to escape but having more than enough time to know I was going to die. Something else is the sheer number of obstacles survivors had to overcome in order to escape, and just how many chances there were for things to go wrong. And then there's the question -- if you're with a loved one, and only one of you has the ability to escape, do you stay or go? The Estonia sinking is my worst nightmare, and I come back to it over and over again, hoping I can learn something that will make it less senseless, less bleak, less flatly and inescapably horrific. I haven't found it yet.
Thank you for the ask. If you've read this far, I very much apologize for ruining your afternoon.
Sources:
Final report on the MV Estonia Disaster of September 28 1994
A Sea Story
#asks#anons#if anyone's interested (which I doubt) I'll do breakdowns of my other “favorites”#but I would not recommend asking me to do that#sorry anon#please don't hate me
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McKiwi's Fic Recs
(Stephen Strange / Tony Stark)
These are all completed. Some are multi chapter. Most have very little smut, if any at all, so if you like that kind of stuff, you’re on your own. AUs are included. If I felt the characterizations were too off, it’s not here. If grammar was unacceptable, it’s not on this list. All of these have Stephen as a main character. These are organized by word count and genre. I've tried to include a little bit of (almost) everything. If you have any suggestions, feel free to reblog with those.
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"Daydream" by InkDippedFingertips: [1052 words / Hurt/Comfort] It wouldn't be easy at all, Tony thought, to walk away.
"Say A Slow Goodbye" by InkDippedFingertips: [1086 words / Angst] No more suffering.
“The Truth” by ironstrangle: [1368 words / Hurt/Comfort] Wong is relieved when Stephen Strange gets hit with a truth spell. He'll finally tell Tony what's going on, right? Little does he know, that's not the only confession he makes.
"Do No Harm" by thedevildinosaur: [4691 words / Canon Divergence] Stephen Strange is a doctor. Stephen saved the universe. He is not the kind of man who ruthlessly kills his enemies. Tony can say that with confidence, because he knows Stephen Strange even better than he knows himself.
"Lost and Found" by flyingonfeatherlesswings: [12976 words / Canon Divergence] Stephen finds himself back on the streets after the new Sorcerer Supreme, Karl Mordo, decides that Strange breaking the natural law cannot be forgiven. For the IronStrange Midsummer BigBang.
"A Hard Man Humble" by Anonymous: [15282 words / Hurt/Comfort] “A loop like Titan?” Tony’s sensors are instantly on alert, hand in the air. Looking at different timelines, future after future after future that would now never come to pass. Enough to break a man, or his mind, if Thanos and his minions didn’t. That much devastation and death. “Red alert?” “No,” says Strange in a distant tone, caught in some memory. “It’s me. Stuck on the wrong track.” He snaps out of it. “It threw me towards –” You.
“Arriving Somewhere (But Not Here)” by Imagined: [15817 words / Alternate Universe] “It wasn’t so bad,” Stephen says. “I thought you hated it there?” “Parts of it, maybe. Not everything.” Wong slowly nods. A lamp flickers above their heads; with a snap of his fingers, Stephen brightens it again. The yellowish light seems all the more pronounced for it, casting shadows over Wong’s face. “I don’t regret that I never got the invitation to Ilvermorny,” Wong says eventually. “I would’ve wanted one at the time, I think. But that is what the Sanctum is for. It catches those who fall through the cracks - the unwanted and unseen of the magical world. They would’ve taught me things that would take a lifetime to unlearn. I see that in you, too.” Or: When he is twelve, Stephen Strange gets an invitation letter to the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is only the start of a life spent studying and defying one kind of magic - the one that Stephen seems to belong to, and yet cannot make his own. That is, the road to becoming the Sorcerer Supreme is a long and meandering one.
“Survivors of the Wreck of Time” by amethyst-noir: [16199 words / Hurt/Comfort] Stephen had been in love with Tony Stark for so long, and through so many different timelines, that the feeling had become a fixed part of his being, something that was just there, fully intertwined with his very soul. Something that was treasured, something that gave him strength and comfort when he needed it, something he held close to his heart without even consciously being aware of it. (Sometimes a timeline has to bend and twist to make things that are supposed to be happen.)
“We’re Not In Kansas?” by Catxtopia: [17448 words / Alternate Universe] It was turning out to be a relatively lovely end to a hectic day. So naturally the universe had to throw a wrench in there somewhere. Said wrench came in the form of a strange flying object shooting out of the sky. (Or: Iron Man 3 AU, where Tony crash lands in Nebraska and meets a small town doctor by the name of Stephen Strange)
“If You Want Blood (You’ve Got It)” by twobettafish: [19290 words / Alternate Universe] Mystical threats always need to be dealt with, even if doing so requires Tony Stark's help. (Sometimes, though, those threats can be kind of stupid.)
"theme of wonder" by graveltotempo: [23889 words / Alternate Universe] When Thanos, the Mad Titan, breached the walls of the Underworld, in a bid to kill Hades and make Persephone his own, the King and Queen of the Dead cast a spell. A spell of time and souls, so that their love would be everlasting and so that they never would be without one another. So that their soul and immortal spirit would continue to reincarnate into different human bodies for cycles to come, and so that they could always find each other, not matter when or where. And for centuries, through the fall of Alexandria and the Salem Witch Trials, through the rise of the Ottoman reign and the fall of the Roman Empire, it works. Until Persephone wakes alone in a cave, surrounded by ash, smoke and sand, and Hades wakes alone in Kamar Taj, drenched in water and with blood on his sheets. Both alone. And as the Infinity Stones start popping up around them again, and the oddness of this cycle continues, they know that the reckoning is approaching, that the end is near. That the Mad Titan is once more at their door.
"Sometimes Goodbye is a Second Chance" by Aelaer: [37524 words / Canon Divergence] In 2018, the world almost ended. The world almost ended on a surprisingly frequent basis, Stephen had discovered in the last two years. But this time, this time the solution seemed just as bad as the problem itself with five years lost and so much suffering in the interim and the years after. So Stephen pushed himself farther than he ever had before to see if he could find something else: a solution that was less cruel, less harmful, less impacting to both Earth and the universe as a whole. He found it sometime after approximately 22.3 million futures.
“Stop-Loss” by twenty3: [41363 words / Canon Divergence] Tony Stark killed himself on a Monday morning. Peter Parker found his body. Stephen Strange was the first person he called. After the devastating loss, Stephen makes a decision. To use the time stone. To go back and fix things. To fix Tony before he can make the same choice to end his life. It doesn't work. So he tries again. And again. And again. It was his fault the world had lost him. It wasn't going to be his fault it stayed that way.
"A bargain with a dragon" by Mermaid_in_space: [46992 words / Alternate Universe] In a time of need, only one Tony Stark would be stupid enough to strike a bargain with a dragon, to ensure the future safety of his father's kingdom. Little does he know that the prize will be the one thing he treasures most. A Prince!Tony Stark / Dragon!Stephen Strange fantasy AU
“By the End of Today” by Imagined: [53835 words / Canon Divergence] For Stephen, Thursday doesn’t end. He is stuck reliving the same day and over again. This by itself is already something of an issue, especially with the Time Stone destroyed and well, and Stephen having little to no clue as to who is behind it, and why he’s the only one who can remember what is going on. Unfortunately, there is no easy way to destroy time loops. Surrounded by people unaware of the situation, Stephen has to navigate his friendships and feelings to hunt down the cause of the green light that keeps restarting the loop, and put an end to the endless Thursdays. It might’ve been a little less complicated, had Tony Stark not been connected to the time loop.
“14,000,605 Pieces of a Soul” by CookieCloud: [57371 words / Hurt/Comfort] After the Snap has been reversed (and everyone survived), Tony's life isn't working out as planned. Things with Pepper are not going well and the Avengers are still split up. Also there is the small problem of Tony's judgement being clouded by the effect of Wanda's mind spell. At the same time, Stephen is struggling to come to terms with all of the futures he experienced in the time stone. And that's already without the spiritual effects they've had on him. But maybe, they can help each other.
"A Crown of Thorn and Shadows" by Golden_Asp: [58465 words / Alternate Universe] Anthony Stark, King of Blood and Darkness, ruler of the Unseelie court, did not expect to find Prince Stephen Strange of the Seelie chained up in his torture chamber, cold iron being driven into his hands. Stephen Strange, a Seelie healer, never dreamed of finding himself in the court of nightmares, being cared for by the king that the Seelie called a monster. They must work together to find the traitors in two Faerie courts that have not spoken in over six hundred years and reclaim Stephen's memories before the courts descend into war once more.
"Time After Time" by lantia4ever: [64186 words / Alternate Universe] Months after dealing with Dormammu, the Time Stone offers Stephen a deal – it will fix his hands so he can once again be a doctor. For a price. A balance. It's everything Stephen could ever wish for and the price is laughably insignificant - so he accepts. After all, what could he possibly ever love more than becoming a doctor again? Written for the IronStrange BigBang 2019 \o/
"...and dance by the light of the moon" by atypicalsnowman: [69972 words / Hurt/Comfort] Stephen was in trouble. Big trouble. The kind of trouble that even Tony with his nearly limitless resources couldn't get him out of. He's never been a praying man, but they need a miracle. He’s not sure about God, but Thor always said wonderful things about his mother. At this point, Stephen needs a goddess’ intervention, so Tony sends up a prayer and hopes. The good news is, Frigga hears Tony’s prayer and decides Stephen needs the help of a guardian angel. The bad news is the angel she sends is Loki.
"Looks Like Bending Time" by FriendlyNeighborhoodFangirls: [74899 words / Alternate Universe] The dawn sings in Stephen Strange’s ears when he is born. The dawn and the fields and the souls of his mother and father and the watch his sister buys him on his ninth birthday—it all sings, countless melodies written into the universe. There are songs and there is the boy, and there seems to be no way to separate one from the other. Stephen listens and pretends he cannot, and he lives in safety as a surgeon and a success. But he can only hide from the unknown for so long. The search for answers leads him into a dance of spies and realms and conspiracy, side-by-side and saving a man with a song like a falcon spreading its wings. There is a watch and a suit of impossible armor and a lurking serpent seeking power from the shadows. And always, there is the song. What is silence, really?
"Time-Lost" by Bravehardt, Foxglove_Fiction: [107078 / Alternate Universe] Reoccurring nightmares kept Tony up at night; dreams of those closest to him dying over and over again in an endless cycle - haunting him and depriving him of sleep. Reaching his breaking point, Tony consults Stephen to help rid himself of these nightmares. It seems as though Stephen might be closer to Tony than he initially thought - or hoped and the barriers between patient and doctor relationship are starting to blur. Neither of them could have predicted that some of the dreams they have both been subject to are more than simple dreams but possibly fragments of memories from a life long passed.
#doctor strange#stephen strange#tony stark#iron man#marvel#doctor strange fanfic#stephen strange fanfic
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Irondad fic ideas #136
Infinity war AU where when Tony sent Peter down to Earth, instead of following him to space Peter actually went back down
Maybe one where there has been a bit longer since Homecoming than in canon? This might work better with slightly aged up characters. Rhodey's POV where he and Peter know each other pretty well.
Peter meets up with Rhodey and tells him about what he saw. The Avengers come in. Peter is presented as Spider-Man.
Everything might go wrong so they need to know they have someone left to protect the people if something happens to them, and who is better for that than Peter, right? Also, Tony would absolutely kill all of them if something happened to the kid on their watch. So obviously, Rhodey tries to bench Peter, who is very much not happy about it
Rhodey tells Peter that Tony would want him to be safe and Peter is like: "I live in New York do you really think that I'm safer home than in here?" and, "He'd want me to help people and I can't do that if all of us are dead"
Peter sees that the Rogues' battle things are absolutely wrecked and says, "I'm good with tech. I can fix things, let me fix something" which leads to everyone else in the room having huge flashbacks because literally who is this kid.
Peter fixes Redwing!! And channels major Tony Stark energy that leaves the other in shock.
Best part of this is how The Captain America is in the room and Peter asks permission from Rhodey.
Maybe we see in the end how Tony and Stephen come back to Earth instead of leaving to Titan. That would have possibilites for a longer fic too.
(We need more of these kinds of AUs honestly because one of the main reasons why the Avengers lost was because they weren't together. Yk, the power of friendship and all.)
This fic idea was submitted by @venusthewhiteishplanet !!!
#LOVE this#irondad fic ideas#irondad and spiderson#placing this in the queue for the irondad community as a little treat <333#iron dad and spider son#peter parker#tony stark#james rhodes#rhodey#infinity war au#queueueueue#fic ideas still postponed but you can send asks if you want i just won't see them for a while#see announcements
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Wrecked
Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader
Summary: Your grief swallows you whole, leaving you with nothing but a bleeding heart. How can you escape this?
Warnings: angst, sadness, heartbreak? mentions of death, grief and loss, alcohol
Word Count: 865
a/n: I wrote this little something while listening to the Subtract album from Ed Sheeran. ☺️ But this lil' oneshot is especially inspired by 'Eyes Closed'. I also included a few lines of the lyrics. Hope y'all like it! 💛
Tagging: y'all in the comments, 'cause tumblr seemingly doesn't like to tag you guys anymore... 🙄
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Life wasn't the same anymore. Not since Ragnarok happened. Not since Thanos happened. In the blink of an eye, the power-hungry titan had taken everything from you. Everything which meant something to you. Loki. The person you loved most in all the nine realms. But Thanos? Thanos just killed him like it was nothing - and with Loki died a big part of your heart, mind, body and soul, too. You had desperately tried to hold him back, stop him, make him not do what he wanted to do - but of course he didn't listen to you and did it anyway. He had to. You knew that now. You understood - but that didn't ease the pain in the slightest.
Since that day, you felt numb. Nothing more than grief, pain and emptiness running through your system. You lived your life like a robot; running on autopilot. Day in, day out it was always the same. Get up, sometimes have a shower, have breakfast, go to work, get home, eat, try to overcome your loss, go to sleep and repeat. Everybody told you that time heals all wounds. Not for you. The wound was deep. Way too deep to ever be able to heal completely. Life without him was just so difficult. It was a fight every day. His love gave you strength, happiness, vitality, energy and so much more. And suddenly your source of life was gone. Snap. You didn't even have the choice to say goodbye. So many unspoken words, feelings and emotions. Now it was too late.
"And you are sure you don't want to come?" Natasha asked, giving you a compassionate look. You shook your head. "No, I, uh, I think I'll just go to bed. It's been a long day." The red-haired woman nodded. "Alright. I can't force you to come with us - and I won't." She placed a hand on your arm and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Just know that hiding away in there won't help or make it better either." Nat was right - and you knew it; but you just couldn't bring yourself to join the team's activities and trips. Instead, you flopped down on your bed and stared aimlessly up at the ceiling, like you did so often. Could he see me now? Laying here and thinking about him? Does he think about me, too? What would he say, if he'd see me like this? So many thoughts were running through your mind; penetrating your mind and vanishing a few seconds later again. It was so heavy... Dealing with the difficult cards life had dealt.
Sometime around midnight - the others were still out, clubbing, you decided to head to a bar, unable to find sleep. Maybe a few drinks helped. Wouldn't be the first time that you tried to drown your sorrow and grief in alcohol. So, you slipped in your jacket and some shoes, before you made your way outside, leaving the Avengers compound behind yourself and heading for the next best bar. Unfortunately, your muscle memory worked way too good; body controlled by your heart, resulting in your feet leading you to this one bar... The bar you used to go to with Loki. Of course, you thought with an eyeroll; feeling the familiar pain shooting through your heart - like pierced by an arrow. You wanted to turn around and leave, but you couldn't. So, you stepped through the door of the bar - and that was when it hit you again. Hard. You saw it coming. Of course, you did. But what were you supposed to do? Memories of all the good times spent here with Loki flooded your mind, causing tears to well up in your eyes, which you blinked away quickly. Alcohol. You were here for the alcohol. Not to cry.
Hesitatingly, you sat on one of the bar stools, ordering the strongest drink possible. Only a few people were left, due to the late hour. Soft music played in the background. You didn't pay attention at first, but the more time passed, you couldn't help but listen - only bringing back even more memories. Every song reminded you that Loki was gone; and you felt the lump forming in your throat once again. You sat here alone - and you'd be forever.
Everywhere you looked, you saw him. His handsome face, smiling at you. You saw him, when you looked beside you, where he was seated on the barstool beside you, hand wrapped around his drink. You saw him when you looked across the room to the door, strolling inside the bar, dressed in black slacks and a black shirt with rolled up sleeves. You saw him when your eyes settled on the dance floor, on which you and him spent so many nights, dancing away until dawn.
Taking a big sip of your drink, you closed your eyes, tears free-falling and let the music swallow you whole.
Everything was changing - you knew that. It was a natural thing. A part of being alive. Yes, everything changed. But nothing was the same anymore - except the truth was now that Loki was gone.
Divider by the wonderful @fictive-sl0th <3
#loki x reader#loki laufeyson#loki x female reader#loki x you#tom hiddleston x reader#loki x y/n#loki fanfiction#loki fluff#loki laufeyson x reader#loki#Spotify
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ASK GAME ! ASK GAME ! ASK GAME ! which as I chant out loud sounds like I'm saying "ass game" ... same difference honestly sksksksk
Hiii for the violence ask game (love being a hater) I wanted to know 1, 2, 3 and 23 for whatever fandoms you feel the most passionate about
I wouldn't say that I love being a hater, but I do love being right lmao
also I am feeling spicy so these are gonna be for different fandoms
1 - the character everyone gets wrong
JASON. MOTHER FUCKING. TODD
especially the fandom interpretation Titans version, but like damn
(even other canons get him wrong, and Titans did him so right and people refuse to acknowledge it)
(I could also say Lori Grimes, and Andrea Harrison, and Dick Grayson, and Michonne Hawthorne, and even Gar Logan tbh but this is the rant I am picking)
white cis fanboys just see him as the violent revenge perpetrator - distilled rage, 'the bad sibling', the criminal, the cool one, the gunslinger. fucking whatever
but I am not even so big on a lot of women's interpretation of comics Jason - as some big soft cuddle bug who just needs to be treated softly and cuddled uwu, someone who rip out the throat of anyone who looks at you the wrong way and basically acts like a big bad doberman guard dog in your life (someone possessive and angry and jealous in a love life). again - no
Jason is one of the most emotionally complex characters and the only people who truly understand him are me and Curran Walters.
Jason is a wreck. he was set up to fail - his backstory of poverty and sadness isn't just about giving him some revenge to seek or making him a more conventional criminal, it's his emotional core. everything that has ever happened to him in his life makes him who he is, and so many people don't understand those layers. (so many people don't even acknowledge the differences between him and Dick before Jason became Red Hood). Jason is depressed, he's insecure, he thinks that he's nothing but a problem in other people's lives.
he uses violence as a tool because it's all he's ever known. in a relationship, he would be difficult to connect with because no one has ever truly tried before. he wouldn't be instantly loving - he would be guarded as hell.
I could go on a long time, but anyway - Titans Jason is largely a thing that the show got right and so many people refuse to acknowledge it because they just want to mock Curran's looks and it makes me want to bash my head into things
2 - a compelling argument for why your fave would never top or bottom
I have to do it to em - Spencer Reid would never be a fucking dom. NEVER
(also I know that bottom and top aren't synonyms for dom and sub but I think this ask game was created with mostly mlm ships in mind, so I am talking about this in a dom/sub context because I mostly write and consume x reader fics with bdsm dynamics)
Spencer is a sub. anybody who says that he is a dom, even a 'soft dom' is fucking lying to themselves because they have a particular fantasy that they want him to fit into. even later seasons Spencer would never be a dom
just because someone has rage and acts intimidating towards someone they consider an enemy doesn't mean they would ever feel the confidence to actually be dominant and in charge in bed. that man is walked like a dog constantly by other people in his life, and the only time he 'takes control' of a 'romantic' interaction is when he is with Cat - someone he also considers to be an enemy, an unsub that he can psychologically control. see the pattern?
3 - screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr
I have discussed this before, and I wish I had a screenshot because without proof it almost doesn't seem real
someone saying that Spencer loves Henry more than JJ does - in a massive post where they listed all the reasons that JJ 'ruined' Spencer's life (which just gobsmacked me)
that post was a huge inspiration for the JJ/Spencer friendship scenes in [REDACTED]
I just cannot believe that the fandom is so fucking detached and unrealistic about JJ
23 - ship you've unwillingly come around to
...Richonne
this is in large part from what I have seen about The Ones Who Live spin-off, and I recently realized that the title of the spin-off comes from a scene where Michonne punches Rick in the head in order to literally knock some sense into him, so I fucking love that (and it seems like that's what the whole show is - her literally forcing sense into him after he's become detached from reality due to being held hostage by whatever the fuck that group's name is)
and I think The Thrifty Typewriter really put their relationship into terms that I was struggling with. so many Walking Dead ladies were relegated to nothing but being 'the love interest' once they became a love interest to someone. and if they were struggling with what to do with a female character, they turned her into a love interest for someone
Andrea being paired with a Governor, Rosita not getting more interesting storylines until after she parted from Abraham, Sasha being with Bob and then Abraham and then dying (although I think Sasha has a lot of interesting emotional beats, I see the point in saying that), Jessie (who could have had so much potential outside of just being a love interest for Rick, especially when they clearly had Richonne in mind), Lori's entire existence, etc.
So my huge problem with Richonne is that Michonne was so interesting before she got with Rick. And after she got with Rick, she lost all of her interesting traits, and she was stripped down to 'Lori 2.0'. Pregnant housewife character who stays at home and almost never fights. Rick was spotlighted and she was almost never around until Rick drowned. And I think I loved The Ones Who Live because it gave her back a lot of her fire and her autonomy as well as adding more to the romance, so it was the best of both worlds. (And it really made me come around to the pairing.)
And another huge problem I had with Richonne is the same problem I have with Dickkory - people who ship them act like the entire show was created to drive the ship. And the shippers get really annoying because they act like all the other interesting characters and plot lines do not exist. They act like the producers and writers made the show as a vessel to carry the single ship when that is clearly not the case.
For Dickkory, people boil Dick and Rachel's entire relationship down to 'omg, she is Dickkory's child' - which is very annoying. And for Richhone, people act like Andrea just does not exist, when she pulled Michonne out of a very dark place - Rick did not do that. Michonne said so herself. Andrea is a very important character in Michonne's story.
Anyway - I do like Richonne a lot now. More than I ever expected I would
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“Is everyone ready? Okay, let’s go.”
With a signal from their angelic captain, the task force left their cars and started down the street, towards the towering skyscraper on the next block. They drew swords and arc spitters as they drew near, taking up positions on either side of the swinging double doors. The captain herself elected to hover above the squad, and shouted up at the building with a magically amplified voice:
“Mr. Stone! Give yourself up immmediately!”
“Go away, Jillard,” came the booming reply, seemingly from somewhere on the top floor. “I have paperwork to do.”
“You mean to make your workers do! Which brings us to the laundry list: you are under arrest for violation of labor laws, tax evasion, conspiracy to-”
Stone’s yawn earned an outraged growl from Jillard. She motioned down to her team to attack, but none of them moved, much to her frustration.
“What are you waiting for?” Jillard hissed, stopping the voice spell. “Go!”
A squad man shook his head up in response. “Sorry, ma’am, but I don’t think that’s a very good idea.”
“And why not?”
The squad man blinked. “Oh! Right! You just came out of the statue, sorry! See, Mr. Stone is…”
The groan of steel and the rumble of concrete drowned out the squad man’s explanation. Jillard turned towards the building, just in time to see it uproot itself from its foundation. The sprawling basement served as makeshift legs, and it used two connecting skybridges and the smaller, adjacent buildings to steady itself. On the roof of the main building, a stone helmeted face came to life, eyes glowing green as its face formed a condescending smirk.
“Would you care to read out the rest of that list?” Stone grinned.
“Er…maybe later.” Jillard landed on the sidewalk beside her men, and motioned for them to fall back. “I see your point. I’ll bring some more angels next time. And maybe a wrecking ball or two.”
[Imo they missed a golden opportunity to give Titan some flavor text referencing “too big to fail” or something.]
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Break Me Slowly|Part 17|Yandere Levi x Evelyn
(A/N: Back into the writing game, keeping the chapters going and coming out hopefully on schedule. If they take a bit longer then they do but we'll see what happens! Also I'm making a lot of lore about the Titans so bare that with a grain of salt :) And Erwin is still alive for all this so it'll be kind of interesting to see what his output would have been if he was still alive)) WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, vaguely implied suicide, etc.
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Evelyn ran through the woods, ignoring the pounding in her ears as her heartbeat increased with each step. Where Levi was now she wasn't sure, she wasn't sure why she cared all that much. If she had an ounce of sense she would get rid of the child and be done with Levi, hope he died in whatever fresh hell awaited him in the forest. So then why did she care now? Why deep down was she hoping he'd be okay? There was something wrong with her, he was getting to her, maybe it was something he did, something that affected her like this.
Unexpectedly, a wave of guilt washes over her. This is what she wanted, she had begged, pleaded with Eren oh so long ago to get rid of Levi for her. She remembered sneaking out when that fool of a housekeeper, meant to be her guard, wasn't looking. They had met in secret, the three of them, Floch, Eren, and her sorry self. She was so desperate then, so desperate to escape. Eren could have been just another person who was going to turn her in to Levi, but he'd believed her. They both had.
"So what are you going to do about it?" Eren had asked.
"I don't know anymore, I've tried to escape, but he always knows where I am." She had been crying, hands raking through her hair as she tried to keep herself in check.
"But you don't have the guts to kill him. To put poison in his tea and be free. You're a slave."
Those words hurt, but they were right. She was a slave, something she could fix but she could never get the courage to actually do it. Her mind was conflicted with the reality of what he'd done to her versus the fond memories of childhood friendship. No matter how bad it got, she didn't think she could just kill him. If it failed....she probably wouldn't live to try it again.
"You're right, but I just can't do it. I'm too scared Eren....what should I do?"
Eren goes silent for a moment, thinking of how he wanted to go about things. Although they were never close, she knew Eren had a strong sense of justice, he had told her that his plan was to destroy Marley in a small scale Rumbling so that their biggest threat would be gone. That's what he needed her for, the conflict with Marley had taught her a lot when it came to the Titan she was too cowardly to use. Something regarding being the direct descendant of Ymir, a branch of the original daughters, the youngest who allegedly was shunned from the line of royalty and reduce to nothing more than a peasant. From what Eren had said that's what Evelyn's titan was, the original Titan of Ymir, separate from the Founder, a gift to the youngest. Now of course records were lost and things were jumbled, for all she knew Eren could be making it up to hide his true purpose. But for her freedom she would just have to trust him.
"Regardless of your situation, Levi's a problem. He could wreck everything we're trying to do." He pauses, formulating his thoughts. "I'll adjust the original escape plan. Maybe put a bug in Erwin's ear that Levi should be the one to guard him. He might be Humanity's Strongest, but it's impossible he could kill that many Titans and Zeke without a scratch." He stares her dead in the eyes. "I'll make sure he dies. But in return, I want you to swear your undying loyalty to me and the Jeagerists. Hange, Erwin, Levi, everyone important trusts you, we need someone higher up on the inside. Can you do that?"
Relief had rushed over her, thankful that soon it would be over, she would be free. She could go back to having a life, one free from his control and oppression.
"I swear it Eren, whatever it takes, I'm with you."
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Evelyn had meant it, back then. She had meant every word of what she said, determined to laugh on Levi's grave once Zeke was finished with him. Distract him long enough to give Zeke a head start, she had done her part of the job, now in a few short minutes Levi would be dead and she would be free.
So why did it hurt so much?
Why did every bone in her body ache to turn around and tell Zeke it had all been a mistake, she didn't mean it, to carry on his escape plan and let Levi live. Hatred burned in her heart, by why was the flame so small? Maybe it was fear of raising their child without a father, needing his support to live comfortably.
And yet, money and support were the last reasoning she came up with when it came to why she didn't want him dead.
It was him, purely him, where else would she have what he gave her? Not just wealth and stability, passion. Raw, needy, passion.
It was against her will, it was nothing she wanted, but if her body didn't crave it like he said, why had she been touching herself to the thought of it at night? Mimicking his fingers and movements, but it wasn't enough. He was primal, an animal, a monster even, so why did she wish for all of this to be over so he could throw her onto their bed and bend her over to use as he pleased? It was just the hormones, it had to be. This man hurt her, took everything, and yet she hoped he lived to be thoroughly fucked.
Evelyn shook her head to clear her head, reasoning there was nothing wrong with having basic needs that despite everything, he was able to fill. Nothing more than that. Just need. She could come to grips with this, being great in bed was reason enough to hope he didn't die, how would she get off without him? This was the explanation she stuck with, pushing down the other feelings, hoping they buried themselves as she reached her horse, riding back to where she came, glancing more than she liked to admit at the scene behind her.
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Shiganshina was just how she had left it, in chaos. All of those who didn't support Zeke and Eren were being rounded up, stripped of fancy titles and positions because they had been drunken fools. She hadn't faced Erwin and Hange yet, and frankly she didn't want to. Erwin could burn in hell for all she cared, but with Hange it was different. She couldn't blame her entirely for buying into Levi's lies, she trusted him, and Evelyn wasn't known to be the most mentally well, so when he told Hange that Evelyn had suffered a break down after the battle for Wall Maria it was believable. Still her feelings were mixed.
But it had to be done, according to Floch, who had been keeping them under lock and key, they had both been told of the reality of their situation, but not about Evelyn's loyalties. This was probably for the best, she should be the one to break it to her former closest friends that she had switched sides.
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Before she saw them she heard it.
"Where's Evelyn!? Did you do the same thing to her too!? She's been through too much already Floch, Levi said she was already fragile, are you really wanting to drive her to doing something tragic!?" Hange was screeching, while Erwin was calmly silent.
Floch smirked. "Actually, she's here, we brought her in."
Hange quieted down. "Well that's better, I swear if you gave her that tainted shit- or threatened her- if she has one of those black or red armbands Floch so help me-!"
She cuts herself off as Evelyn steps into the room, staring them straight on. "Hange, Commander."
Both of their gazes went from her face, landing on the white armband tied on her bicep.
And for the first time in her life, Evelyn saw the great Commander Erwin Smith's face contort in fear and horror.
#break me slowly#levi x oc#attack on titan#levi ackerman#levi aot#levi x reader#shingeki no kyojin#yandere levi#yandere levi ackerman#yandere levi x reader
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Ah okay I have an idea for Jasper's mental health journey in Eventually.
I've got two meta reasons for why Jasper should be mostly-mentally-stable. The first is Hunter, obviously; the kid's going through it, and he needs this new parental figure in his life to be, like, okay. As delightful as Jasper's breakdown in MH has been, it would be super bad for everyone involved if his mental health was anywhere near that point in Eventually. The second reason is CAMILA, who just became a mother of 6 and absolutely does not deserve to also be shoehorned into playing therapist for a grown man. I love the idea of Camila and Jasper being friends, and Camila deserves to have a friend who, while definitely traumatized, is also mostly on top of his shit. Once he's no longer unconscious on her couch I think Jasper would be a huge help around the house and with the kids and he and Camila should be the responsible adults supporting EACH OTHER, so we don't want him to be a hidden wreck or a ticking time bomb.
So the first few years after his "death" Jasper reads parenting books as a coping mechanism. It helps him visualize where Hunter's at in his development. Every so often he thinks "he's probably taking his first steps right now" or "he should be speaking with a few words per sentence by now" and it's sad but it helps.
But eventually the baby books run out (is there really much of a market for them past, like, age 5?), and also Jasper is well aware of the fact that he left his child in an extremely bad situation. He knows what Belos is capable of, and while he has hope his kid PROBABLY won't ever see his own spinal cord, he's not stupid enough to think that being called "nephew" will actually protect Hunter from all of it. Child abuse is a thing, and it's a thing that's usually perpetrated by, y'know, family members.
There aren't any books entitled How To Unindoctrinate Your Estranged Child Soldier, but that doesn't stop him. He reads everything he can find on the subject and learns about allllll the things. Physical abuse, emotional abuse, gaslightning, manipulation, CSA. (He hopes to the Titan he won't need to know about that last one, but then he wonders if it'd be preferable to, like, being beaten to the edge of death and dragged back from the brink with healing magic multiple times, and then he just feels awful that he's even trying to decide what the "better" sort of abuse to endure would be.)
And pretty regularly he happens upon a paragraph that is, like, scarily relevant to his own lived experience and he needs to reevaluate some things. Maybe he tries to brush it off, but the more he interacts with Hunter, the less he's able to do that.
Book: Believing that love is transactional is, in fact, a sign of trauma, and not good or healthy.
Jasper: …haha, right, okay.
Hunter, at their next fight: I am LOYAL to Emperor Belos, I OWE him, and I HAVE to keep working hard so he'll LOVE me!
Jasper: Oh my Titan okay yeah this is really upsetting to hear and deal with, actually.
Sometimes after their fights Jasper has to just…go lay down and stare at the ceiling for a while before re-reading his self-help books and grumbling while he takes notes like ugh, FINE, they were RIGHT. He and Hunter end up working on their issues after their reunion because they see themselves reflected in each other and they HATE it.
Jasper: Look, I'M not important. YOU'RE the one who's important here and I WILL sacrifice myself for you.
Hunter: Dear Titan this is infuriating.
Luz: Now YOU know how it feels.
Hunter: Maybe it'd be better if I'd just died, that way I'd stop causing problems for everyone I love.
Jasper: *deep breath*
At some point in the Human Realm Hunter has a bad mental health day and locks himself in the basement, and Camila finds Jasper sitting at the kitchen table and she's like, you okay? And he's like, I've read a lot about this, but all my books and notes are back in the Demon Realm and I feel like I'm flying blind and have no idea what I'm doing. And she's like, actually that's pretty par for the course when it comes to being a parent. And he's like, oh really? That's kinda reassuring, thanks. I'll just wait and see if he wants to talk about it later.
omg.... eventually!jasper is like... he's so isolated, he doesnt have anyone he trusts and he doesnt have a single person he'd call a friend. he's fallen back on the same thing he did under belos in a way- there is one single driving motivation in his life and absolutely nothing else matters. whether it was serving the emperor or saving hunter, he HAS dedicated everything inside of him to one single person at a time. probably not great, but! he could be doing worse. also, MH jasper is having a lot of breakdowns, but its also been less than two years for him lmfao. for eventually!jasper its been sixteen!! hes had a lot of time to gather his shit together
im actually imagining the isolation is less like. immediately of a problem because hes fairly used to it. he only ever had one friend before and he didnt much trust him either, not with his secrets. so being alone is... well, just what hes used to. hes also probably like. deeply in hiding wherever he is. he doesnt have magic and his face is all fucked up and if word got back to belos about it, he would totally suspect if not outright know.
ive kind of got this mental image of- you know at the end of the time travel episode when belos goes into his little cave house and its. like. hes got normal house stuff in there. like he has shirts hanging to dry on the cave walls. sure theres like evil grimwalker stuff in there too but its the domestic items i find hysterical. so like. im imagining jasper has found himself a nice secluded cave to bunker down in but also hes had sixteen years to straight of domesticate that place. there are definitely couches in there. hes got a CB. hes probably got running water and hes stealing electricity from the neighbors. and cable. and then just books fucking everywhere. jesus christ. theyre everywhere. what else would he fucking do with his time; hunter isnt allowed out of the castle on weekdays. that is. so much time to just Do Nothing.
he probably does hang out with the CATTs on non hunter missions too, if only because some of them will fuck over belos which he actively wants, or has no impact on the hunter situation either way, but improving his relationship with the CATTs before he inevitably pisses them off again is always a good idea. also, its something to fucking do.
god yeah just. camila with this bizarre man in her house. hes not having breakdowns, he doesnt like not understand that other people have feelings, hes mostyl together, hes just fucking weird. he hasnt been around people for this long in basically his entire life. hes not wearing a mask and hes never spent so much time without a mask in his entire life. hunter is here???? hes spent 16 years trying to save hunter and uhhhh shit i did it. i am not entirely sure what to do now. turns out you can spend sixteen years planning out this reunion and then it all go out the window immediately. also hes been living in a cave and hes forgotten basic rules of being in a house sometimes. hes very POLITE and gracious to camila especially like, i imagine both him and hunter frequently thank her and offer To Do Anything She Needs and its like. so fucking funny to see them both just Like That.
omg hunter gets to actually meet hawk hunter. "haha yeah he saved my life. hes like three hundred years old and he cant talk. look at this gnarly scar hes got. he bites me a lot"
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Wisteria- Gallirei Short fic
Summary: Porco has the hanahaki disease :')
'Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where someone begins coughing up flower petals because they have unrequited feelings for someone.'
Disclaimer: I suck at fluff this is my very first attempt, I think D:
Word count: 2k
WİSTERİA
''The world must be strongly reminded of the threat that the island poses. To tell the story, we need...''
While Zeke kept ranting about the Tybur family, Reiner's eyes were tracing the couch where Porco always sat.
For some unknown reason, he was not present in the meeting,yet it was very atypical of him to miss such an important one. Reiner knew how persistent Porco could get when it's came to his warrior duties.
Maybe he was on an another mission?
''Exactly,Pieck! That's what we'll do!''
Reiner slipped out of his thoughts with Zeke's sonorous voice. He sat still and silently watched Zeke as he dismissed everyone since the meeting was over.
''Was Porco sent off on a mission?" This seemed like the only possibility to Reiner.
''Not really. He's been sick for a while now,but his disease got worse. He should be resting.''
Sickness? Since when titan shifters can get sick?
Reiner thought Porco was slacking.
After all, he didn't really care about becoming a warrior,it was enough for him if he got his brother's titan.
''Titan shifters don't get sick," he spoke his mind.
''Usually,but this is a rare one. He chose to have surgery anyway. He should be fine in a couple of days.''
Zeke's bored voice made it sound like an insignificant issue,but Reiner felt the way his blood froze in his veins. He never thought a titan shifter could need surgery.
''Is it about his inheritance?'' Reiner knew what happened to incompatible titan shifters very well. Even to think of this possibility made his heart sink.
''I don't think it is. But why don't you pay a visit? He can use some support to...heal.''
''Y-yeah.'' Reiner was sure as hell that he was the last person on earth Porco would like to see right now.
But Reiner also knew that he was going to think of him for the entire day if he didn't visit him,maybe even at night too.
So he didn't fight with himself, as his feet instinctively took him to the warrior's dorms.
It was interesting how their doors were face-to-face but they rarely interacted with each other; and they fought side by side, but Reiner was sure Porco would kill him on the spot if he had the chance.
Reiner surely knew why,and he never expected an another way.He was unforgiveable for everything he had done. But he couldn't help but getting hurt every time Porco looked at him with disgust.
He wished,he craved for things to be much simpler;like they were kids again. But he knew it was impossible.
He gathered up his courage to knock on Porco's door. He didn't remember ever doing that. And he knocked again when he didn't hear his voice.
''Porco it's me, open the door.''
Reiner wasn't even sure if Porco was in his room until he heard a violent cough from inside,then Porco's weak scream.
''Go away!''
''I came to see you dumbass.''
''I don't want to see you, though.''
Reiner wasn't sure how much he could keep up with getting refused all the time whenever he made a friendly move,but he decided on a last shot.
''Zeke sent me.'' Even though his voice was barely audible,in the end he heard Porco's footsteps through the thin door that separated them.
When Porco finally opened the door, Reiner's eyes almost popped off from his skull. He surely saw him wounded on the battlefield countless times,sometimes even with missing limbs and bleeding like a river. But he never saw him this...weak?
Porco was always proud, no matter how much he suffered. But the man in front of Reiner was wrecked.
He was barely standing up straight with the assistance he got from the door. His eyes were puffy and red; his hair and clothing were a disheveled mess. But what worried Reiner the most was that he was breathing so...shallow.
Soon, Reiner heard his cracked voice.
''What does he wa-?'' but before Porco could finish his sentence, he started a coughing fit. Reiner wasn't sure if he could stand still, so he decided to hold him and dragged him inside to lay him down on the nearest couch.
''Nothing; he wants nothing. I just wanted to make sure you're alright.''
Reiner saw the way Porco's eyes light up with anger,but he was coughing too violently to even answer him. So Reiner rose up from the couch to bring him some water.
But when he got closer to Porco's bed, he saw that the floor was completely covered up with purple flower petals, ,and even some flowers were on his bed.
''Porco, what the h-... No!" Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Porco spitting off a whole flower from his mouth. He swiftly grabbed a glass of water and ran back next to him.
But Porco didn't stop without coughing a couple more, and then Reiner realized the blood on the purple petals.
''Alright,just...try to breathe. God,what did you eat?''
Reiner had never seen anything like this before,he wasn't sure what to do while he grabbed Porco's shoulders and tried to comfort him.
''N-not like that idiot,they grow in my lungs!''
Porco's hazel eyes were clouded with tears as he tried to breathe, and his face was red from all the struggle.
''W-what?! Are you going to be alright?'' Reiner looked up to him, then at the purple flowers on the floor,covered with his blood.
''Yeah, I'll have surgery tomorrow. I must hold on unt-''when he started an another fit,Reiner got under his arms to angle him towards the floor. He desperately watched Porco as he kept spitting flowers from his mouth,but with every single cough, more and more blood came out of him.
When Porco was done he breathlessly rested his head on Reiner's shoulder.He was trembling with exhaustion.
He barely whispered, "You should go," with his shaky voice, but couldn't help but getting buried deeper and deeper into Reiner's arms. He felt like he could die if Reiner stayed with him for five more minutes.
On the other hand, he never felt this relaxed in his life,despite being on the edge of death. Reiner was like catnip for him.
He loved to be near Reiner in any way possible, even though they didn't speak. He loved to be in Reiner's arms,he loved that Reiner came to see him. He loved that Reiner was worried for him.
He loved Reiner.
And it was killing him.
But he was going to be alright after tomorrow,right? Once he gets rid of the seeds in his lungs,Porco was never going to love him again. Finally, he could hate Reiner for his brother's death, like he was supposed to.
And Reiner was going to forget all of their happy memories together. Porco wasn't sure if they had any to start with,but he could recall one or two from their childhood.
Things were going to be much simpler,like Porco always wanted.
But something within him wanted to hold onto his feelings,despite knowing that was wrong. He guiltily valued those precious memories too. But he wasn't even sure if Reiner remembered them at all.
''I'm not leaving you like this dumbass. I didn't even understand what the hell is wrong with you.''
Porco came back to his senses after hearing Reiner's nervous voice.He could feel Reiner's arms on his back as he held him closer.
''I wouldn't do the same for you, though.'' As soon as Porco finished his sentence, he began to cough again,but more frantically this time. Reiner's white shirt was full of blood as he tried to hold him.
''G-go! Get out,noug-'' Porco pushed Reiner's arms and got out of his grasp as he kept struggling to breathe. He shoved a hand down his throat to pluck out a huge bloodied flower that was closing his trachea. But more and more came out before he could take a single breath, and he fell to the floor,wrecked and desperate.
''I don't care if you'd do the same or not. I told you I wasn't going anywhere.'' With every single gush of blood from Porco's mouth, Reiner's heart ached; he couldn't even think of leaving him alone, even though he didn't know what to do.
Reiner kneeled beside Porco to take a better look at him, but he seemed like he was drowning in his own blood,and supposed to be purple flowers.
''R-reiner!''Porco cried out with a broken voice. He couldn't see anything through the tears dripping down from his chin.
''I lo-ough y-''
"It's alright, don't force yourself, just focus on breathing.'' Reiner held his head with his hands as he tried to comfort him.
''N-no! Noug- I love you! I-I... always did!'' Porco barely blurted out in between his bloody coughing fit,but as soon as he did, he stopped coughing and managed to take a deep breath. He was sure that he evaded his incoming death by millimeters,finally speaking up his mind.
But judging by the look on Reiner's face, maybe it would be better if he died, just...died.
Reiner's hazel eyes were looking at him with pure shock as he kept holding Porco's face close. Porco readied himself for the incoming ridicule.
But it didn't come.
Instead, the surprised look on Reiner's face softened, and he softly smiled back at him. ''I love you too.''
After Reiner's confession,deafening silence creeped into the room. Porco never thought his feelings were going to be accepted,let alone reciprocated. But since his coughing has stopped,he knew Reiner was genuine.
''I love you, but I... I just can't forgive you.'' Porco murmured with a soft voice as he moved out of Reiner's grasp.
Porco didn't know what to do with his feelings,let alone Reiner's. He was really unsure if they could have somethings,like anything at all, after what they had been through.
"If not for you, my brother could live.'' Porco whispered through his gritted teeth. Tears began to burn his eyes again.
''Don't forgive me then. Even I don't forgive myself.''
When Porco saw Reiner's bitter smile,he hated how everything was so complex.
If only love could be enough to fix everything.
The tense silence was shattered by Porco's dry coughs. He spit out some purple petals again,but he knew he was healing. It was a slow process. For now, he was grateful that he wasn't drowning in his own blood.
Reiner got out of his intrusive thoughts for the sake of it. Porco was still sick, and he had an upcoming surgery.
''Your room is a mess,you can spend the night in mine.'' he said, and took out his keys while checking out the blood on the floor. He thought staying here would be unsettling for Porco.
''Aren't you coming?''
Reiner lifted his head off the ground to look at Porco standing beside the door.
''You said you weren't going to leave me alone.''
Porco didn't feel like telling him that he had been spitting flowers for weeks now just because he was fighting with his feelings. This could wait.
Reiner paying a little attention to him wouldn't hurt either.
They didn't have to figure it all out tonight.
''Y-yeah. I can take the couch?'' Reiner offered him reluctantly when he saw Porco stripping down,ready to jump into his bed.
"It isn't contagious, idiot.'' He rolled his eyes and held the cover open for Reiner.
"If you say so.'' Reiner shrugged and took off his white shirt. Soon he was lying right next to Porco with his back turned on him.
''You know what,I hope it is contagious and you go through the same too.''
''What?! You said you loved me five minutes ago, and now this?''
''Yeah.'' Porco slithered closer to Reiner and threw an arm and a leg over him.
Next to his smaller frame, Reiner stuck out like a big stuffed toy,but they both had their best sleep in a while without any nightmares.
Afternotes: Reiner is too dumb to know what a hanahaki is xD I love such complex ships <3
#gallirei#attack on titan#shingeki no kyojin#aot#snk#porco galliard#reiner braun#reiner brainrot#reiner aot#reiner x porco#porco x reiner#aot porco#porco galliard x reiner braun#reiner braun x porco galliard
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2 — 3:09 am
Ah.
Oh dear...
Sebastian would be hiding behind places that he was small enough for. Before ranting and moving in that small space
"the fact of the matter is, it doesn't matter what we perceive them to be!-" Sebastian would pace around as he shook, voice being low but loud enough for Eddy to hear him, being to young and already seeing what happened after Vermillion vs Aurien.
"The reports say hundreds of guards saw them! And those who were there say they saw them fighting other aliens! Covered in Aurien's blood!" He had a hard time saying her name, but that didn't really matter as he would keep on talking-
"And that means they saw that weird creature get swarmed by the guards as well!" Guards watching other guards getting into trouble isn't anything new for Sebastian to see. But he most definitely should start getting quiet.
He's getting too loud, shuddering a bit too much that the bells on his hat (that mimic rabbit ears, moreso lop rabbit ears) start to make some noise continuously.
".... I .. I don't know why they are after both of them! I- to put it plainly, I thought they would've seen that bird the same as them and only go after the girl! But no!" Sebastian tried to calm down as he went around and around again and again. "The guards saw them the same way they saw the other human beings! As their prey! Their competition, their pet!" He cooled down for a moment, before the anger came back; "and it doesn't matter how else you may look at it! That is an irrefutable fact!" He seems to be talking to himself now. Yelling to himself about this whole turn of events.
....
Sebastian doesn't really know that much, actually. He just wanted to join Eddy in their time here.
But this seems too rough, to nerve wrecking! How does it even do it? (Sebastian wants to be like that some day)... Sebastian then became more guilty.
He couldn't stand the fact that he just screamed right now. They are supposed to be hiding! He should be quiet. And the fact that his outfit also makes noise with the bells that are attached to the ears (why did 'Pere Noel' give him these types of clothes? It feels like they know something... A clown and pierr-rot mix.... like some weird play on words or so, having one of his hands scratch at the curly strawberry blond hair that is visible thru the hat and hood given to him....)
...he hopes he doesn't get found. Taken or anything-! (That would be humiliating..)
That would be the worst thing ever.
...
..
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Maybe when they go back to AREPH, he can have a little break and have fun with the friends he made there-! Instead of just- being here... (Even if he did wanted to be here before. The curiosity did certainly kill him, and how he's meek then ever... A little mouse caught in a hole- a rat; a pest.)
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Taken from Armin Arlert -Attack On Titan (before season 3). I think his voice is fitting for a younger Sebastian
Eddy; @bluemoonscape / Solei: @solei-eclipse / Aurien: @apriciticreveries
Timeline; it's a "what if Sebastian never got kidnapped and then adopted" type of thought but I guess also mixed with 'before he gets kidnapped' type of thing.
#time diary(?)#audrey/kellie's time diary#alnst oc: sebastian#alnst oc: solei#alien stage ocs#alnst ocs#alien stage oc#alnst oc#alien stage season 39#alnst season 39#alnst season 40#alien stage season 40#alnst oc: aurien#vermillion vs aurien#alnst oc: eddy#random burst of creativity hits#kellie's art.
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branwen please share with us some more BNFs/JoLa tea ☕️ thank you kindly x
I’m probably going to regret this but I couldn’t resist lol.
I actually feel bad for a lot of the BNFs, including JoLa. The end of GoT wasn’t really fun for most of them, and most of them have left the fandom. JoLa has pretty much abandoned her tumblr, and good for her honestly. I think she’s a very silly, even over sensitive person, but she genuinely believed that she was going to be right. She hates being called a BNF and denies she ever was one, which is par for the course for her. She would alternate between denying she was invested in jonerys as a ship and commissioning jonerys fanart.
Her takes on Dany were honestly pretty hilarious in their tone deafness, which led to a lot of joking about her in my circle. She was really, really into Tyrion, which, uh, okay. The “curtain of light” theory has become pretty infamous now, and I cannot emphasize enough how seriously it was taken by some of the BNFs on tumblr. Big BNF poorquentyn (is he still around? Didn’t he convert to Jonsa at one point?) responded a lot to JoLa and nobodysuspectsthebutterfly back in the day.
I’ve screenshotted some of my favorite posts, most of which are from like 2015-2018.
I mean come on, Dany and Jon bang and have baby Drogo to save the world beyond the curtain of light? SPECTACULAR. I wish I was on those drugs.
And it’s amazing because on one hand I’m like “yes! The power of love as humanity’s greatest strength is a theme of ASOIAF!” And on the other hand I’m like “and where do Dany and Tyrion come into this at all????”
Beloved, read a single Sam chapter, I’m begging.
My personal favorite is how she justifies Dany ditching Meereen after she’s wrecked the place. Look, slavery was an inherently unsustainable system, and Dany did everyone a favor by wrecking everything and then flinching off.
Which, like yes, Dany did a good thing by trying to end slavery but also it’s a millennia old system??? It’s pretty stable, and Dany hasn’t really done a great job implementing change, and things are going to be way worse after she leaves, and any positive changes aren’t going to come at her hands. (and also has she really ended slavery? really, really?)
The Titanic comparison????? AMAZING.
Dany is the lifeboat come to save the entire world.
The best part is by far the tags
NEVER SAY THE BNFS DIDN’T GIVE US ANYTHING.
I loved these tags so much that one of the lovelies on the Jonsa discord made me this back in the day.
SHE’s SHOOTING STAR<3
THERE ONE MOMENT, GONE THE NEXT BUT FOREVER WONDEROUS TO BEHOLD
Who needs permanent political change, long lasting growth, and tree planting when you could have her <3
She can’t stay and actually fix any problems, she has a continent to set on fire and a curtain of light to fuck under.
It’s crazy how such wildly different interpretations can come about from the same text, and it’s rather satisfying to me personally that I am in fact not crazy and what I was seeing the narrative is actually there.
The Tyrion humping and the refusal to acknowledge that maybe magic nukes bad actually are what cracked me up to no end.
Yes, the real enemy is the cold, but also maybe Fire and Blood is not the end-all be-all solution???? Like, just think about it for more than five seconds. Did the chapters about the destructiveness of fire mean nothing to you? Did WF, the home of the heroes at the heart of the story, going up in flames ring no bells???? Did Arya’s escape from a fire described like a dragon, where she desperately kissed the mud when she realized she was still alive not set off any alarms???? Literally anything that has to with trees??? No? Okay.
I cannot even begin to unravel her Bran takes, so I’m not going to try.
And lest I forget, JoLa also supported Sansan and even Creepyfinger at various points, sooooooo. I took her assertions that she’s a big Sansa fan with a pile of salt.
But nobody go harass JoLa’s account please. The only reason I’m talking about this is because it was literally years ago at this point, and she’s moved on and I’m reminiscing about the horrible old days. JoLa was actually a pretty civil and nice person (I think it was nobodywhosuspectsthebutterfly who was the combative one), if very silly and wrong.
#I don't even want to talk about JoLa's Tyrion takes because they make my head hurt#the Dany ones just make me laugh#Branwen answers
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I have a fic idea that I really want to read!! I don't really know it really fits your style but I thought I'd share it anyways so here we go.
- Infinity war AU where when Tony sent Peter down to Earth, instead of following him to space Peter actually went back down
- Maybe one where there has been a bit longer since Homecoming than in canon? I just think that it might work better with slightly aged up characters. Rhodey's POV where he and Peter know eachother pretty well.
- Peter meets up with Rhodey and tells him about what he saw. The Avengers come in. Peter is presented as Spider-man.
- Everything might go wrong so they need to know they have someone left to protect the people if something happens to them and who is better for that than Peter, right? Also, Tony would absolutely kill all of them is something happened to the kid on their watch. So obviously, Rhodey tries to bench Peter, who is very much not happy about it.
- Rhodey tells Peter that Tony would want Peter to be safe and Peter is like: "I live in New York do you really think that I'm safer home than in here" and "He'd want me to help people and I can't do that if all of us are dead"
- Peter sees that the Rogues' battle things are absolutely wrecked and says "I'm good with tech. I can fix things, let me fix something" which leads to everyone else in the room having huge flashbacks because literally who is this kid.
- Peter fixes Redwing!! And channels major Tony Stark energy that leaves the other in shock.
- What I like about this is how The Captain America is in the room and Peter asks permission from Rhodey.
- Maybe we see in the end how Tony and Stephen come back to Earth instead of leaving to Titan. That would have possibilites for a longer fic too.
(I've always wanted to read these kinds of AUs because for me one of the main reasons why the Avengers lost was because they weren't together. Yk, the power of friendship and all.)
INCREDIBLE AMAZING THANK YOU
#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#this is SO GOOD?????#excited for everyone to see this#sorry it took me so long to get back to you#i am still on tumblr timeout#but this was really important and good#i'll put it in the queue as a fun treat for everyone to find#tytytyty
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