just reread whump au for the nth time now, and it suddenly occurred to me what in god's name would've happened if dipper just straight up kicked the bucket right after saying, "i love you."
i can't imagine bill's reaction would've been a good one. i'm getting chills just trying to picture it, honestly.
in fact, just the image of dipper dying in general, and seeing the aftermath of that from bill's pov, has my whole body breaking out into goosebumps.
awesome.
also, let's just assume that bill hasn't yet figured out the whole reincarnation thing in this scenario aha
(i just really like angst okay? lmao)
Oh man, Bill? Oh Bill. Bill.
He would be very, very upset.
Also this is a good opportunity for the ol' classic:
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why does this fandom act like dany never suffered again after she gains her dragons? i saw an improperly tagged post on my for you page here and in the tags people are genuinely saying that after dany births her dragons, she never experiences sexual violence or oppression again unlike sansa who has to use her "ladies charms" to survive. i couldn't believe my eyes as i read tag after tag explaining why dany is a girlboss who never experiences anything bad after agot. what is wrong with tha fandom?
It's cause! A subsection of Stansas have adopted the show's (misogynistic) logic that suffering = deserves a good ending, so they want to play the suffering Olympics so Sansa ends up looking the most deserving of a happy ending. They're constantly downplaying other female characters and their trauma to fit their logic. Dany has dragons -> which offers her protection -> which means she hasn't suffered as much as Sansa. Arya has a sword -> which means she can fight back -> which means she hasn't suffered the same way Sansa has. Cersei has power -> which means she has control over her circumstances -> which means she hasn't been victimized the same way Sansa has. And so on and so forth. It's nothing but thinly veiled misogyny based on fundamentally misinterpreting the books cause the story being told doesn't make their favorite look special enough for them. Even a cursory glance at the books would prove these takes incorrect but something tells me they haven't taken the time to actually read them.
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What's interesting about witnessing the shift in Tom and Shiv's relationship, is that for the first 3 seasons Shiv got to live in comfort of being her father in the relationship. She was in control. She was the emotionally detached one, keeping Tom at a distance from her inner vulnerable self like her father does to her and her siblings, despite Tom always appealing to that side of her, bearing himself and wanting that intimacy. She held all the power, and in holding all the power she felt secure that she wasn't going to be screwed over (like her dad did to her mum) and abandoned (like she felt her mum did to her). She could escape the fucked up divorce her parents had by being the embodiment of power (her father),,, which, like a lot of children of a messy divorce, she wanted to avoid such a thing for herself at all cost, and pride herself on her marriage and choice of partner instead of getting help for the trauma and damage she'd carried since childhood. Shiv was safe. She was secure. Like her dad, she had her own dog to kick to test its loyalty and feel secure and reassured every time that dog came back to her side.
But then the dog did bite back. Tom did betray her. The man she viewed as beneath her, all worshipping, and in her eyes nowhere near as smart as her, outplayed her and betrayed her and won over the approval of the very man that she'd been emulating. And now she's not her father. She's the last person she ever wanted to be. She's her mother. She's the one on the receiving end of Logan through Tom, making the divorce messy and difficult and painful by using the same tactics he did with her mother, something that gets to her easily and makes her extremely upset to the point where she's verging on tears. Tom is the one at Waystar + ATN. Tom is the one saying "uh huh." To her.
She thought that she could escape her mother's fate by being her father. By being cold and distant and emotionally closed off. By being the one who kicked the dog. She let her trauma and fears rule and guide her into making decisions and behaving in harmful ways (to Tom and herself) that she thought would protect her and never let her be hurt. And none of it worked. Because despite it all, she became her mother.
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I reached tag limit on that one but I wanna talk more about the two realizations I had during it (but also I'm super tired and this will be short)
First the Judaism thing cuz. Huh. I guess I do actually do a bunch of stuff I didn't even mention all the little ways it defines my routines. It's been over three years and I still don't have a rabbi and my ADHD makes it so bloody hard to even get the bare minimum progress done by writing a freaking email. Which leads to the ADHD self hating spiral we all know and loathe. But at least I keep kosher. At least I wear my kipa. At least I say Mode Ani and Hamotzi and Shehakol (and other applicable brakha on the very rare occasion that I actually eat a plant that still looks like a plant). At least I color code my kitchen and separate meat and dairy. At least I wash my hands before bread and at least I don't travel on Shabbat and at least I let little pieces of Judaism shape my days. I have a long way to go and I'm going much slower than I like. But. I'm not where I started. Where I started, keeping kosher, even just excluding pork, seemed impossible. Now it's my daily routine I don't think about.
Secondly and less significantly I suppose. I think I described my NPD the nicest way I've ever heard thanks to that post. It's about love actually. Yes I'm constantly in need of attention and acknowledgement of my abilities and yes I have unfair hierarchies in my head that always put me on top and yes NPD interferes with my ability to function in various ways. But! It's about love actually. Many of my friends throughout the years have seen me as very affectionate and to some I've been very very affectionate. Why? It wad narcissism. They paid attention to me and praised me and I loved them. If you give me attention I am full of love. And what is attention anyway? I like it in weird ways and more than others but most people want and need it to some extent because social animal. And that's love too, isn't it? NPD is about love actually (JOKE. EXAGGERATION. MANY PARTS ARE NOT SO NICE THAT'S WHY IT'S A DISORDER I AM NOT TRIVIALIZING THE DISORDER) (personally I am the epitome of a "sore loser" if you make me lose and I can't blame you for cheating or claim I wasn't trying I will want to kill everyone in the room and then myself and that part is barely an exaggeration I cope by never ever competing at anything I can lose)
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