so i got body shamed again today. oddly enough though, it was pretty funny and it boosted my confidence? it got me thinking though, i think some more fem plus size reader x sidon drabble is in order. i know its a bit vague but i know you can come up with something great, you always do!
TIA <3
"Are you sure you're okay, Y/N? I'm sorry to keep asking . . . you just seem, not like your usual self."
Anyone else would have annoyed you with the question by now. In some ways, you are annoyed that you can't hide from him when you want to. You are halfheartedly picking at a wildberry muffin as you sit with Sidon in his chambers during teatime. The prince picks up the kettle of green tea and fills your cup since it is below half-full, and you smile at him in thanks.
"Oh, my prince. I am just feeling so frustrated," you say. You nervously twist your rings around on your fingers. "I got a report back from the doctor that is troubling me. Of course, he puts every issue on my weight and eating habits, saying everything would get better if I improved them. But then he doesn't really give me any solid advice for doing that, and sometimes, it feels like the 'your weight' or 'your eating' is just a catchall for lazy diagnosis."
Part of your first instinct is to hide after you've said the words. You feel that Sidon has bigger problems to worry about than what troubles you, and you worry that maybe he will agree with the doctor and think you're just being defeatist.
The prince leans toward you slightly, his mouth in a straight line and compassion reflected in his gaze. "Is this why you have hardly touched any food today?" He gestures at your partially eaten muffin.
"I guess it is, yes. I don't have much of an appetite." Just then, your stomach reveals your lie by emitting a very loud growl.
Sidon picks up his napkin from his lap and places it on the table, then stands and walks toward the door.
"My prince? Where are you going?"
"To get you some real food, of course, Y/N. What would you like? Pasta? Sandwiches? Something else? Don't be shy - my staff love you. They'll be happy to whip up anything you like."
Clearly, he is not judging you, as you'd feared, but he also takes fussing over you to a whole new level. Seeing the look on his face, you realize this is a battle you can't win and give a quiet sigh. "I guess sandwiches would be nice."
He disappears for several moments and then returns with two heaping platters of sandwiches cut into the perfect triangles, looking straight out of a tea party with the Queen of Hearts in Alice in Wonderland.
"We have cucumber, tuna, ham, and peanut butter and jelly. On separate sandwiches, I mean. All of that at once might be unappetizing," he chuckles and sets the platters down, then resumes his place across from you.
You choose a triangle from the smorgasbord and chew it thoughtfully. Sidon picks several triangles and finishes them all before you're even through your first one.
"I'd like to talk to your doctor," he says finally. "I wonder what he'd say about me. I love food. No offense, but I could pick you up with my little finger, Y/N. You know that, right?"
"It's different for you, though." You appreciate his attempts at cheering you, but you can't seem to break through your fog to meet him. "You're supposed to be big, my prince. Like your father."
He's working his way through a peanut butter sandwich and has to pause for a moment. "What if you're supposed to be big, too?"
Finally, that gets a smile from you since now you're imagining yourself in King Dorephan's form.
"Maybe. I guess it could be genetics. Still, it seems like I'm doomed from a health perspective," you say.
"Don't say that, Y/N," he answers gently. "Perhaps you should get a second opinion from a different doctor; this one seems to have truly worried you. If nothing else, maybe another could at least give you better advice." He pauses to eat another couple of sandwiches. "Would you want an appointment with my physician? Obviously he doesn't specialize in Hylian health, but maybe he knows someone who does. And he can still check all the basic things to make sure you're all right."
You turn toward the window as a wave of emotion comes through you. Sidon always has ways of surprising you, making you feel cared for in ways that no one else has. "I . . . would like that," you answer when you know you can do so without crying.
"Consider it done, then." He stares at the uneaten sandwiches and pushes the plates toward you. "The rest are yours. I've got to go to training soon."
You don't feel quite as shy as you select another triangle.
"Who knows, maybe you should train with me, Y/N. You might be a warrior in my guard someday, besting us all." He winks at you.
"Somehow, I truly doubt that," you say after a giggle, "but thank you for saying it."
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guys look real picture of my handwriting when there’s 5min left on the exam
okay….I’ve seen people on discord searching up pictures that matched the alchemical diagram Jekyll drew up here…
unfortunately I am a dumbass and don’t really give any fucks about that. I’m more. focused on the fact that. that fucking brain structure. its all split up wrong. Jekyll. Jekyll why were you drawing fantasy maps on the brain what were you trying to accomplish.
GUYS GUYSGUYS GUYS QUICK GET THE CAMERA. GET THE FUCKIN CAMERA. DO THINE EYES DECEIVE ME??! JEKYLL AND FRANKENSTEIN ARE…BONDING??
ok but. oh my gosh. they’re actually pretty cute when they’re not at each others’ throats about science!!
okay Jekyll’s prooobably going to open the door and start giggling and brainrotting over fucking chemistry notes with his childhood idol but. it would be funnier if he just slot it through the gap under the door for her to read. and they just spend the next 10 minutes arguing over Jekyll’s handwriting.
but what might also happen is Frankie goes into the lab to see for herself…and going off the wip Sage posted on Xitter, might just help Jekyll find the ingredients needed to make the potion that would fix this mess.
at any rate these two are slowly gaining insight of each other and Frankie finally thinks Jekyll’s worth some of her respect!! guys. I am. so normal over their bonding sessions.
imagine Creature just standing in the corner waiting for them to hurry up and finish the character-developing conversation so they could just leave already. probably not even far off from the truth.
thats it folks! thanks for reading :D
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I really hope Mizu and Taigen never end up together. I don't exactly dislike Taigen's character but I don't see him with Mizu. It would be so forced to me. "he bullied you in past and now likes you" trope is so shitty in my opinion. So overused, so boring, so cliche. It's doing nothing to me.
I don't see Mizu with Akemi either. As much as I want Mizu with a girl (mostly because I need a confirmation that she's indeed wlw), I don't think they're compatible. I don't see Mizu with anyone at this point. I don't think she needs a love interest. Not all characters need one, plus her past would make sense why she wouldn't want it.
Anyways, if Mizu does end up with Taigen I'll be very disappointed. I lied a little bit when I said I didn't dislike him, he is very annoying to me. He's not bad, just annoying, uninteresting and unfortunately very boring. He does nothing for me as a character.
Walmart Zuko mixed with Shang with a bald spot (I'm jealous over pixels what the fuck is my life)
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soo disappointed that they removed arachne’s funeral. i get that they had to cut many things to fit the film’s run time, but i was so surprised when they didn’t put it. because i took it as a pretty bold event, displayed to highlight how far the capitol would go to remind the district of their control and power. so urgent for them, that they would even surrender to blowing the what should’ve been a respectable funeral of one of their own out of proportion for propaganda use.
even snow saw it as such, that so many soldiers have died in the war, and yet they passed with such little recognition and honor compared to the girl who died stupidly as a “casualty of cheap laughs.” there was a speech from the president and dr. gaul, overstated praises and exaggerated claims, fabricated statements inching to lies, battalion of peacekeepers, quartet of horses, pulling the tributes in the cage for a show. how the gore of brandy’s body displayed hung in the air, dangling from its hook, causing more horror than the respect one would’ve expected for a funeral.
what grated me the most when i was reading this was that, from what i got, the capitol was still on shaky ground with the economy, especially with the ruins of the war still evident in every corner, so many things to fix. and yet they still spent what they had on this, just to show the people in the districts things they had already known from their starving stomachs and overworked hands—that they lost, and the capitol won.
and they did this twice, again for didi and pollo’s funeral. with what was left of the fallen tributes sickly paraded behind them.
i just keep thinking how these carefully put together events only show how the capitol truly had no genuine respect even for children of their own. their sympathy was only used when they had a political goal of their own, if there was something to make a propaganda out of. to sway the masses’ views and their perspective and will the spotlight on them to bring on their crocodile tears.
how, when it comes to medias and gaining sympathy and feeding fear and terror to the opposition, the capitol spares no expense, showed both in the hunger games, and even their own students’ funerals.
this just emphasizes the main theme of this entire series, how children were always the ones at the most disadvantage when it comes to war, and are so often used and exploited by the reigning governments, no matter what side are they on. really really wish they could’ve kept this one in honestly.
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