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m1ckeyb3rry · 11 months ago

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Omg megumi and Yuta are my favs after Inumaki LMAO (I’m Lowk salty that we did not get ANY lore exploration of Inumaki but maybe it’s better that way so he stays alive atp)

No the hating mainstream things to be “unique” is so eugh honestly like just because somethings mainstream doesn’t mean it’s basic…but exactly I’ve definitely lost the spark with jjk I think it just got too confusing? And I was losing the essence of the story and idk I know geges said before that that they’ve wanted to end jjk earlier but something about the editor saying no…? I feel like sometimes the lack of motivation kinda peeks through with how the story was done….which I get because writers block/art block and just burn out in general is so real I just wish circumstances were different lmao…

Also yeah the “jjk has the best female characters” ideation…hmm..it’s def better than the blatantly sexualized ones but at this point it kinda feels like a bare minimum/low standard thing that they ARENT sexualized like in most shounen content that makes people say this (i agree like wtf happened with yuki we barely saw her honestly?? Don’t get me started on tsumiki i was expecting them to take a route where maybe she’d actually wake up and play a more conscious role but what the hell was that)

NO LITERALLY im all for analysis and leaving some things open ended but idk in jjk it was just excessive that it turned into confusion like…the constant guessing and insane analysis that needed to be done to clarify things or try to parse things together is not my favorite…agreed that the story should not have to rely on deep level analysis to be understood!

Yeah I’ve definitely lost my emotional ties with jjk its just like well I got this far i might as well see how it ends

LMAO WIGGLY that made me think of a worm on a string but I see what you mean! One track soccer mind doesn’t give much room to explore lolll but it was executed very well hehe

LMAOO it’s the pipeline of shitting on side characters to loving them but I can’t with his hair cut…also don’t think he’s ugly like I guess he’s objectively relatively good looking? But yeah I never fully saw the appeal (it’s funny because I know a good amount of people who prefer him to Rin when I’m the opposite lol) and the Gojo aura LOL

THE ACCURACY IS INSANE the way I would have never known if you didn’t mention it (I don’t think I would’ve even noticed if I wrote it) the fact checking goes crazy LMAO but I love it honestly the research def gives the story more depth and feel to it rather than just a one shot/story that kinda just floats in the void of the universe or something…gives it ties to reality and an actual grounding in the world! (This was worded so badly lmao)

It’s always Karasu….I think it’s partially also because some manga scenes of him are a little goofy because they give him that smile that almost cuts across his entire face to give him that kinda evil looking smirk….and the anime style kinda striking that awkward balance of maintaining those features but not putting enough detail to go full asshole def makes it a little goofy LOL (but in art they put more effort into like the S2 trailer/teaser visual he looks great with all the shading)

And LMAOO IKR!!! I always think back to that I’m like KURONA WAS 4??? Bro wasn’t even on the field in the u20 match so I was Lowk a bit shocked haha, iirc Kiyora was also 5?? Like the discrepancy makes me laugh ik people probably developed during the second selection but the drastic change always gets me

Your tag with the arrow has me feeling idk why I found that so funny LOL

Also SHSHS drowsy allergy medicine is the worst…I hope you weren’t having a severe reaction or anything and also that you feel better soon!!!

-Karasu anon

there’s def a lot of areas where there could be more lore (rika’s character page is so odd??) just because of how many characters there are i think!! but i do feel like the story is wrapping up so some things might just be left as questions. or not, who knows!!

yeah there’s def a cycle of like thing gets popular -> everyone loves it -> it becomes so over saturated that people start hating on it to be different -> it becomes overhated -> in a few years everyone realizes it wasn’t that bad. the biggest problem w the “hating as a trend” is that it takes away from legitimate criticisms of the work, as fans will lump it into general hating for no reason.

besides just analyses being so important for even basic comprehension of the plot, i’ve noticed a lot of the storyline is dependent on random interviews gege has done. like nobara’s death only being confirmed because of an interview years after it was written is RIDICULOUS to me (even though i already thought she was dead tbh but there was enough speculation in the fandom that it obviously wasn’t clear enough in-story). things like interviews and character pages should give you fun additional information that can help you expand on a character (oh rin likes horror games!! karasu is scared of the water!! etc etc) but it shouldn’t be the MAIN source of KEY info on a character. idk i think a lot of people love what jjk could be at this point and not necessarily what it is.

YESS i honestly was not super pleased by the female characters in jjk!! they are cool, and they COULD be well written, but they aren’t. i think in terms of its contemporaries, demon slayer does female characters better than jjk (again, not saying they’re perfect because they aren’t, but, say, shinobu is a stronger character to me than even maki).

jjk is a sunk cost fallacy for me HAHA i’ve been into it for over 2.5 years now so i have to see how it ends but i don’t really care atp what happens 😭 i’m like an unbiased outsider…idk it’s sad i wish i could’ve stayed invested but i only even know leaks are dropping because my social media blows up whenever they do.

OMG i also think rin is better looking than sae but i find sae easier to write for some reason?? idk why 😫 like sae is canonically only interested in soccer at least rin likes horror stuff but honestly between the two of them it feels easier to separate sae from soccer than rin?? if only marginally so hahaha. sae occasionally expresses regret at only knowing abt soccer so i feel like he’d be more willing to open himself to new experiences if sufficiently prodded whereas rin is SO invested in soccer (because soccer = his relationship w his brother) that he doesn’t even seem like he could have a proper friendship w someone let alone an actual relationship 😔

it really is always karasu…i do think manga can get away w exaggerating certain features (ex karasu’s smirk) that anime can’t so they have to figure out a way to balance it — maybe it’s the static nature of manga vs the motion of anime?? although karasu hasn’t been smirking much in pxg vs bm 😕 give my boy his swag otoya back!! HAHA but i also think he was such a background character in that one scene of season one that they just didn’t gaf abt him. he’s looked really good in all of the s2 promotional material so i have faith he will be done well!!

KURONA AND KIYORA MY RANDOM AHH KINGS 🙏🏻 they came outta nowhere but they’re slaying atm…ig the hundred goal thing only tested a very specific aspect of playing soccer?? like shooting without anyone on you which doesn’t really translate to an actual game 🤔 like in bllk vs u20 they needed defenders and midfielders who wouldn’t necessarily score but were integral to the game 👆🏻 plus they didn’t all go in at the same time so better players like tabieitaken and shidou were ranked lower than randoms like tokimitsu probably just because they entered later 🤷🏻‍♀️

it wasn’t that bad!! i just got like overwhelmingly sleepy because i haven’t taken any in forever so i just crashed instead of staying up longer like i usually so haha. but i’m hoping to get the one shot out soon!! it’s pretty dumb but more karasu content is more karasu content 🤩

#answered asks #jjk spoilers

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lorekeeper-backset · 1 year ago

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4 & 5? 👀

Took me a while to find this one cause ask games get buried so quickly on my main. I've really gotta start tagging those.

[Original Ask Game]

4. Pairing that makes no sense to you?

Listen, I am in no place to judge other people's pairings. I ship Hubert and Bernadetta for the goddess' sake. That and I don't want to accidentally attract shipping discourse. Eugh.

5. Favorite platonic pairing?

Oh this is a fun one.

Calem and Serena, easy answer. Am I cheating by choosing characters with no canon personalities? Maybe but they're so fun to write.

Hmm... who else...

Oh! Femshep and Garrus! Listen, I love Garrus as much as the next guy but I find the bromance between him and Shep much more fulfilling than the Romance. Also I didn't want to watch any of the sex scenes so I avoided romancing anyone.

Courtney and Tabitha are also a good one. Real besties. If you say mean things about Courtney, Tabitha gives you extra work.

Arven and Penny. I headcanon them both as Acearo but they both bounce off eachother really well. I love "Hates eachother but also would kill for eachother" friendships.

There's more but I'm blanking right now.

#backset blabbers #pokemon #mass effect #ask backset???

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22degreehalo · 2 years ago

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eugh and I am STILL struggling with what to do with fandoms on this tumblr

I know that everyone reblogs that post about how if your moot changes fandoms that's a-okay and you'll either accept or block this new spamming of some random character you've never heard of before. But I can't help feeling a bit bad about it.

TBH secretly, and I feel rly bad about it, but... I actually don't like it when people spam stuff I don't know anything about on tumblr. (Or reblogging the same post 5 times. Sorry.) It's just... empty clutter on my dash, which I too often use as a sorta dopamine IV for if I'm in desperate need of brain stimulation. (Not as much as I used to but still.)

But maybe that's just because I'm too hesitant to block tags. I'm finally starting to block fandom tags now and like at first I felt really bad like 'of all the fandoms you chose to block, that one?!' but now that I've done a few it's easier. It's not that I hate to see it it's just it interrupts my dashboard's flow.

But also just. I really do think that compared to most people the fandoms I go between tend to vary REALLY widely. Most people will go from e.g. fantasy video game fandom 1 to fantasy video game fandom 2 or whatever and there's a good chance fans of one will like the latter. And I know this sounds very 'I'm so quirky lolz' but just. objectively. I am pretty sure that Star Trek TOS -> Homestuck -> Little Busters! -> Supernatural -> American Revolution RPF -> Ensemble Stars! -> Fire Emblem (especially Genealogy of the Holy War) is. an unusual list of Main Fandoms.

And partly that is my brain's inherent craving for novelty. I *need* a certain level of Different Things, vaguely defined. Which explains why I tend to gravitate towards fandoms with a lot of different quirky characters (like Homestuck, Ensemble Stars! etc.) or Visual Novels, where each route registers as a Different Story in my brain so it's like I get five Different Things for one.

So I'll have, like. ONE fantasy game I play. But then I need to mix it up with other really different things. So I can get a multitude of vibes. Same thing with my fanfic: I'm constantly trying new things, and can't really get motivated to write something unless I feel like I couldn't easily read it somewhere (thus my total lack of creative motivation while I was into Supernatural).

Anyway the point of it is. I'm just too aware that my followers are real people, who presumably followed me for something they enjoy seeing on their dash. Probably just agreeing with my opinions in general. And in general I like to reblog things that I think people will. Like. Not in a 'This'll Do Numbers' way but in a 'I like contributing positively to a community' sort of way I guess.

But it's also a matter of post type. I mind much less when people write heaps of text posts or whatever about their stuff; sometimes it's fun to see analyses even of things I know nothing about, and I can feel their passion shining through. It's much more cluttery when people do heaps of e.g. fanart reblogs without commentary.

But then that's what sends me into stasis whenever I see a post I like and want to reblog but I feel like I have to Write Something Good Enough in the tags. Which is an inherently very very silly idea I know lmao. But it was honestly a bit freeing several months (years????? timye.) ago when I allowed myself to just hit reblog with no tags at all.

IDK like look I want to just be free and make my blog filled with nice things that I like but just like with masking I can't divorce myself from the context that these are things I'm sharing with real people. And maybe it's just a loneliness in me that because my tastes are so absurdly specific and radically Different it's hard to find other people who'll really relate to more than one or two of them.

Anyway thanks for coming to my TED Talk, this one's called 'thoughts about this blog I've had variously for the last five years or so which is funny because at some point that'll be more than half the life of my presence on tumblr lmao'

#part of me wants someone to just tell me to reblog whatever #but part of me thinks that's sad #like they don't Care about what I reblog #and it was silly of me to think they wanted anything from me #I'm dumb!!! I'm so dumb!!!!!!!!!!!!!#long post

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mystxmomo · 15 days ago

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Normally I morning after reblog silently but I really like some of the tags I got on this one that I wanna highlight directly.

#also just wanted to share my feelings on this#something about media portraying women as inherently good or evil#youre either lolth or eilistraee'#and so eilistraee's solitude is seen as a good thing#these thoughts are more appropriate for the eilistraee post tbh#also sibling tragedy is so painful to me... especially when its out of their control @albweado

YEUP. To kind of support what you're saying - I promise the lead-in I'm about to talk about here is relevant, so stick with me.

Now, I wanna say. A lot of what I'm about to talk about IS speculation. As mentioned before, I actually do respect Ed Greenwood as a creator. I know a lot of people like to give him shit, but I genuinely think he's an incredibly creative person who seems concerned with making his sandbox world as inviting to people as possible, and he's always seemed incredibly receptive to queer people coming and and telling him certain things were coded weirdly and has changed the writing to be more inclusive for those criticisms.

It's important to me to establish that because I don't want to give the impression that I hate this guy. I think he already gets a lot of really strangely targeted backlash from people. This is strictly a media analysis "How does art reflect the artist from a reader standpoint" y'know.

A lot of people, when criticizing drow from the outside, tend to give the worldbuilding shit because I think they tend to assume that the Lolthsworn society is a statement about the creators fear or woman in power. But I think when you look at a common trend on how "Good" is handled in the Realms, his real world politics (At least from the era) probably fell closer to Eilistraee's and I'm able to say this because when you look at how like. Mystra is handled and goddesses like Lurue, theres this equating of "Good" with (as I mentioned earlier in the post) a very specific aesthetic of womanhood.

Now, I still don't think this is a good thing. I think that this view has a lot of those views have clear roots in the second-wave feminism of the era and I see a a lot of neo-paganism spirituality echoed here - as someone that existed on the outside of that circle for a while. In an attempt to empower woman, both of these communities actually ended up crutching on very sexist ideas of woman vs men (to the point that the Radfem/Terf movement has it's roots in the second wave feminist movement, which. Eugh.) and have a very limited idea on what woman are allowed to be.

Something else Abra (The tagged screenshot provider) and I discussed about Vhaeraun and Eilistraee while talking about their dichotomy is that they're very evidentially influenced by the reactionary/counter-cultural movements of the 60's/70's, with Vhaeraun being kinda reflected of the more violent anarchy commie movements and Eilistraee being more inspired by the peaceful hippie reactionary movement. And those two things also ended up being very gendered by outsiders, even if they often attracted equal amounts of men and woman in their own communities. They also, despite being both leftist movements, tended to have a lot of infighting between the two of them.

Anyway all of that is to say. Yeah I think you're absolutely right. I think at one point, this might have been something inspiring to people in the communities roleplaying in these spheres, but a lot of the movements that I'm talking about (The movements that inspired the framework of the realms) have a very specific idea of womanhood in their head and how "good" and "bad" woman hold themselves, even in their attempts to be empowering for woman. But we know now in the good of 2025, that these movements were incredibly exclusionary and only allowed a certain kind of woman to feel empowered through them. That's kind of what I was talking about in my Eilistraee post, when your activism has an aesthetic, real world people (And in the real world those people were often Poor, Trans, and/or POC) that aren't comfortable matching to it are going to be left behind.

And thats just something reflected in media and worth examining and criticizing.

[...] #to add to the golden child/scapegoat conversation. I think Lolth's 'favor' falls under 'which child can be controlled?'#and then that's where her attention goes.#Vhaeraun can be controlled so she keeps him around. Eilistraee has too much of Corellon's influence and so must be stamped down. @happy-amateur

Also yes. This ones going to be a little less long don't worry, lmao.

Though I will say, a lot the coding with Eilistraee isn't even "She needs to be stamped down." A lot of the coding seems to be "I don't even think she's worth my time. She's so stupid and naive. [patronizing tone] Look at how cute it is that she's trying to keep up with us. [Me and My son, the two actually in competition and worth being a threat.]"

And I think this is something that for one, Vhaeraun did pick up on about his sister [And got cut up as a result of], but two that is eventually going to come and bite in the ass. In truth, I think Lolth is kind of a fucking idiot. I think she has more intelligence than like, the average mortal because she is a member the divine, but I don't think she's actually very smart or good at schemeing. Her societies and power structures are actively falling apart under her hands, and maybe she gets a moment of amusement out of it, but I don't think she's giving as much credit as she should to what her childrens influence can create outside of her.

Hmhmhm. Eitherway, I think you're right. That she had more access to Vhaeraun and was able to control and influence him more is what made him into what he is, and as such what made her favoritism towards him what it became. I think Corellon is more of a classic emotionally abusive asshole, and Lolth is incredibly enabled by that. And I think thats reflected on a historic scale on a divine level. Corellon, What do you MEAN you're going to blame the entire group of mortal people you left to be influenced by your insane and evil Ex because you couldn't handle killing her. Dude! DUDE!!!!! YOU did that. YOU gave her the power to do that.

(Thats assuming you go by the more popular idea of elf history. There's actually been a few different frameworks of the history offered up, and I tend to limit my analysis to only one because I like the niche it enables me to fill.)

hi hiii

so. what if. iiii. enabled u to be autistic on the internet again :3c

i wanna hear your thoughts on eilistraee and vhaerauns relationship! the nitty gritty, the dynamics, how they think of each other vs how they act, and how thats changed over time+how its reflected in their church

im ADORING all your posts on it if i could id print them out and eat them 🫶

Okay. So this is officially the third part of my "I need to go crazy on some character analysis" Saga. My analysis on Vhaeraun is Here, and my analysis on Eilistraee is Here. I recommend, if you're stumbling across this post in the wild as tumblr tends to do, reading those two first so that you have an idea of how I see these two characters and where the basis of my argument for their characterization comes from. If I need to reference something from either post, I'll quote it here. But y'know. Need be said.

Okay so.

I believe this post is going to the most subjective of mine. I am going to try and pull up canon screenshots from War of the Spider Queen, The Lady Penitent, and Evermeet, but unlike how you kind of get told directly how the drow gods behave and hold themselves and a lot of things end up getting built on them, I would argue so many hands have touched DnD and so many interpretations of their relationship have sprung up over the books that it's hard to give a truly simplified "This is how they see one another."

Water is wet statement, relationships are complicated.

Anyway. Given what my thesis is, I am going to be talking a fair bit about abusive family dynamics in this one as well. My goal for this (and any character relationship I do, really) if to try and keep it very fair. I think a of people make the mistake when talking about Eilistraee and Vhaeraun's relationship of picking a side. Like this idea of one of them being right and one of them being wrong and needing to "Fix" the other. And I don't think that's true at all. I think to be able to understand why they feel the way they do about one another and why their relationship is the way it is, you need to respect both of their characters individually.

(Granted, I think this should be true of any relationship you're writing for in fiction. If I can preach for a second, I think even if you don't like a character, you have to be able to respect the character to properly portray them.)

Final note before I get into this. Everyone thank @abracadav-r again for being on screenshot duty. The posts wouldn't get done nearly as fast without them, they know exactly where to find these little moments.

So. That all said. Lets get into it.

I've made a smaller joke post about what I think their dynamic is like before here. But now that you're giving me the opportunity to do so, I will go indepth about it. Yes.

I'm kinda of the opinion that Eilistraee is more incorrect about Vhaeraun than Vhaeraun is incorrect about Eilistraee (But also that this is the result of DND Canon not being entirely fair to Vhaeraun.)

Let's get the discussion about my thesis about the Elven Pantheon being an analogy for an Abusive family on a divine scale out of the way first, because it's something I've mentioned a few time's, but only every really shorthanded. And I think here, in the discussion about relations, is a GREAT place to start and actually explore that.

Now. I should probably start by saying, I don't think this was intended by DnD. Like, I think when they were originally making this lore, it was the intention to just make a justifiable evil worth killing. DND came out of a time of the romantic fantasy, the very Tolkien and Fairytale esc ideas of good and evil and have this classic hero's journey power fantasy ideal to it. Other people have gone into depth about that origin with far better sourcing and dissection than I can ever hope to, but basically: DnD is absolutely (as all art is) a product of it's time and of the community it stemmed from.

However, I personally think those themes and ideas are a little outdated, and a modern audience (myself being the modern audience) tends to be more enthralled by very nuanced interpretations of good and evil, and find indepth character driven narratives more engaging. And I think that for what this mythos has become over the course of it's 60+ years of evolution, you can reinterpret the narrative to be a fascinating depiction of a mythos that echo's the abusive family structure.

Copying and Pasting from my Eilistraee Essay:

It is of my opinion that, when you look at the Eilistrae-Vhaeraun Dynamic and how they were treated by Lolth and Corellon, you're looking at a classic Golden Child/Scrape Goat dynamic. This is important to mention here because I do think that's important context within how Eilistraee (the person) see's and understands the world, and where her mind is at when it comes to the perception of her sense of self. To VASTLY oversimplify about how emotionally abusive family structures work by a lot, when you look at emotionally abusive families with siblings, you tend to find a pattern where one child ends up getting the bulk of the favoritism and affection (The golden child), while the other takes the bulk of the abuse and tends to take a of blame and is seen as being deserving of the abuse (The scrapegoat.) I'll get a little bit more into the specifics of what that means for their relationship in a later post.[*] Now. Calling her the Golden Child, but I don't think being the Golden Child is strictly a good thing. In a lot of ways, I think a lot of golden children end up very emotionally stilted, and I think you kind of see that in Eilistraee. She HAS to be the perfect one. And she's had this expectation to be The Good One placed on her shoulders since she was young. Golden Children are often blinded to the abuse their siblings face because they themselves are not subjected to the same kind of abuse.

[*] And well. It's that later post!

In emotionally abusive families, siblings tend to be pitted against eachother, either unintentionally as a result of the Golden Child being the subject of a parents time, attention, resources, and affection, or as a purposeful attempt on the part of a parent to put divides in a family. In the real life world, it is more often the first. I think a lot of people think Abusers are more like Lolth where there's an intentional "I looked at you and from the day you were born decided to make your life hell."

But I would argue the tricky thing about abusive family structures (Especially with parent-child situations), is that more often then not, the abusers love the idea of the person they're abusing. To them, what they're doing is love. It is very rare that an abuser is this knowing evil schemer that actively sits and thinks to themself that "That's my least favorite child, they don't deserve my attention."

(Though, as a small side tangent not immediately related to the fictional character, you might see this logic manifest more in the way finances are weaponized in abuse, especially see in America where college is more expensive and therefore often used as a control tactic. IE; My wonderful son wants to go into STEM, why would I waste money by giving it to my son who wants to do art college. Because people get comically evil about money.)

Instead, emotional abuse is often more insidious. It's... I'm going to put the blame on everything that goes wrong on my son (Who I left in the hands of his physically abusive mother to have his arm constantly bent behind his back by her) I can't bring myself to believe that my daughter would ever want to scheme against me. YOU could have been good once, but you're evil because you're not happy, you're too moody, you're too violent. I'm not even going to give you the chance or the environment to grow, because it's just in your nature to be evil, and because you are evil because you were born evil that all that goes wrong is your fault.

You know. That kind of logic.

So. Eilistraee was Corellon's Golden Child. She was the free spirited happy one. She was the one that loved to hunt and dance. She was the good one.

(But often, when a scrape goat leaves the family, the golden child becomes the new target.

Y'know. Like..

Corellon gave up on the idea of trying to turn his son Vhaeraun to abandon his ways. He vowed to kill Vhaeraun if he ever tried to hurt his sister. Nevertheless, the Masked Lord did threaten the Dark Maiden's life, without known action against him on Corellon's part.

Corellon's servant Solars claimed that, with this act, Eilistraee had exhausted her purpose, because the willing had been saved, and the unwilling cast down as a necessary sacrifice.

The in-story context for this being honestly worse and kind of containing bad racial implications:

“Her soul was destroyed,” Felarathael said solemnly. “But before she died, she saved many. She cleansed the taint from hundreds of drow who might otherwise have been condemned.” “But the rest!” Lashrael wailed. “Thousands! Hundreds of thousands! No hope of redemption for them, with Eilistraee gone. Condemned to darkness and despair, forevermore!” “Another necessary sacrifice,” Felarathael said without a trace of emotion. “Else the game would have been lost.”

This, to me, is the framework of Vhaeraun and Eilistraee's relationship.

Likewise, the Masked Lord nurtures an abiding hatred of Eilistraee. The Dark Maiden always held Corellon's favor more than her hateful brother, and she thwarted Vhaeraun's early efforts to bring all the Ilythiiri (southern, dark-skinned elves) under his sway, enabling Lolth and Ghaunadaur to make great inroads among those who would become the drow.

I'm under the impression that Eilistraee doesn't know Vhaeraun. She has this idea of who he is in her head seemingly both based on the what their father thought of him, and as a result of being an outsider looking at the things he did at the hand of his mother. (And again, let's be clear and establish in this post. That wasn't WHOLLY Lolth. Vhaeraun did play his part. But I don't think Eilistraee see's that, I think she strictly see's an eager climb for power) And then she makes a lot of assumptions about his motivations based on the idea of him she's made in her head that reaffirm that idea.

On the other hand, I think Vhaeraun understands exactly the kind of person his sister is, because it's really not that hard to understand who Eilistraee is. She really does just mean well. While I consider her to be a lot more guarded and lonely then people tend to give her credit for, I don't think she's being insincere with her wants and wishes and you don't have to doubt what her intentions are. Instead, the ways that I think Vhaeraun is often wrong about how well she can handle herself and how strong her allies are by 4e, and what that could mean for drow as a whole. Because he's so willing to discredit her as a threat, he doesn't pay attention to her, and because he doesn't pay attention to her I don't think he realized she'd gotten friendly to people like... Mysta the goddess of magic.

And being realistic, even if he had known, I don't think he understands the weight of her being friendly TO people like Mystra because he himself only ever makes allies, not friends amongst gods.

Now. The reason I capped that whole screenshot above is actually because it contains a very interesting bit of framework that I think proves this. Even back in the 2e source books, the phrasing of these things matters. If it was a matter of Vhaeraun thinking that something was the case, they would have mentioned it. However, the specific way that it's set up in that passage is: "It's not that Vhaeraun thinks Eilistraee's involvement in circumventing his climb to power allowed Lolth and Ghaunadaur to gain power. Her involvement DID allow Lolth and Ghaunadaur to gain power."

And I don't think she's aware of that. But Vhaeraun is.

To further this, we're to copy/paste a passage from Sacrifice of the Widow. Now. This is from the perspective of a Vhaeraun worshiper, and it holds as much bias as Eilistraee's priestesses have towards him. But. Because it correlates with metatextual information we have from all the way back in 1998, I'm inclined to say it's not a full dishonesty, just a biased truth.

The dance might have been beautiful, had it not been a violation of the sacred order. Had Eilistraee not interfered, Vhaeraun might have united all of the darkelves under a single deity millennia ago, but Eilistraee had proved as greedy as Lolth and had stolen the females away from the Masked Lord’s worship. She’d taught them to exclude males from her circle, to subjugate and revile them instead. Vhaeraun’s followers had learned a bitter lesson. Females could not be trusted.

Compare this to how Eilistraee speaks of Vhaeraun's influence in Evermeet: Island of the Elves.

Like... Eilistaee. There are bigger threats out there than your brother But. She's so blinded by her history with him that she can only ever see her brothers influence is a bloodstain on the land.

As I mentioned in my other post, I think Eilistraee is a biased narrator in this scene. I don't think Vhaeraun wants his sister to die for the crime of existing. I think his feelings on his sister are way more complicated than his feelings on either of his parents. And we know when Vhaeraun explicitly wants someone dead, because the text would have told us that.

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So, to understand Vhaeraun and Eilistraee's relationship, I do think we need to talk about The Masked Lady.

Given how much of DnD is oral tradition and people building on concepts that the games give to us, I think people feel more comfortable engaging with some of these things through the wiki and building off of the idea of the ideas they get from the wiki without searching out the original source. And to be clear, this isn't like, judgement for doing that. Nevermind that the IP is older than I am twice over, that a lot of old blog posts are only acceptable through niche internet archive links, and that a lot the source books are neither applicable to 5e or still within print. I'M personally guilty of doing it all of the time.

Instead, the point I'm making is because of how the realms is set up and how people engage with DND, not a lot of people know when plot point comes from a source book, a blog post, a prose book, an official magazine, when something was fan-submitted and made canon, or Ed Greens personal twitter/discord. They all kind of merge together to create a collective canon. I think, as a result, a lot of people end up engaging with these concepts with the same amount of abstraction. But the thing about The Masked Lady is that they're like. A book character. This isn't just a concept that was placed out into world abstractly, they're a fully fleshed out character within The Lady Penitent.

This is important to us and our purposes of engaging with these characters on a more transformative level rather than at a dnd table. Being a character, we can look at how they behave and what the actual intent of their portrayal was. And I want to show you a few things, because I have an argument I would like to make given that portrayal.

A voice called to them: a voice that was neither male nor female, but both. A moment later, it became a pool of utter silence. Then song, then silence. Opposites, twined together, yet somehow harmonious. Side by side, the awarenesses that were Kâras and Valdar drifted to the place where the song-silence was coming from. It caught them like leaves and swirled them up toward itself. They drifted in front of an enormous face. Moonlight bathed the face’s upper half in shining radiance; the lower half was shadowed in utter blackness. A glint of blue danced across eyes the color of moonstones. Masked Lord, Kâras asked. Is it you? A feminine laugh rustled the mask. Masked … Lady? he ventured. The chuckle deepened, became male. Hands moved to the blackness that was the deity’s mask. Fingers gripped its edges. Kâras tensed, and felt the eager anticipation of the awareness that was Valdar. The mask lifted. Kâras wept. So did Valdar—and as he did, Kâras saw into the other Nightshadow’s heart. The emotions that had prompted their tears were as different as moonlight from shadow.

“Masked Lord,” Kâras prayed. “Is it your will the breach be opened? Have you—” He hesitated, then forced himself to say it. “Have you allied yourself with the Ancient One?” This time, the god answered. Not in words, but in the distant peal of a hunting horn. That alone wouldn’t have convinced Kâras; it might have been one of the priestesses, signaling the others. But as the horn sounded, a rectangle of darkness with two eyeholes appeared in the air a short distance away, within the tunnel leading to the ruined temple. The bottom of this “mask” fluttered, as if the mouth behind it were lending its breath to the hunting horn’s peal. Dots of angry red blazed where the eyes would have been. That decided it. Kâras wouldn’t run. He’d fight.

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My argument about The Masked Lady is this: Despite taking a lot of Eilistraee's visage and Churches Iconograpy, When you look at how The Masked Lady behaves in practice I would argue that this isn't actually strictly Eilistraee. The Masked Lady feels like a new character that is both Vhaeraun and Eilistraee..... but also Neither Vhaeraun and Eilistraee. In that strictly esoteric kind of way, by merging their aspects together they've created a new god made of their parts.

And on one hand, you can read some of this as Eilistraee Masquerading as her brother to try and get his church to work with hers, but on an authorial level? I don't know if that was the intent. For one, I don't actually think Eilistraee is good at being manipulative, she's too well intentioned. She'd have fallen apart under the weight of that lie.

Granted, I do think with both of them being in there Eilistraee is more "in control." Vhaeraun is absolutely ""Dead"" in at least some ways. The piece he puts down representing himself is destroyed in the Sava game, Eilistraee ends up with his mask, and Lolth is able to show off his corpse in the astral plane.

But even all of that aside, I'm tapping in both Ed Greenwood's thoughts for this and something from Faiths & Avatars.

(I'm going to copy this summary from the FR wiki page on dead powers because, as always, it's quite good at summarization. But as always, I've double checked Faiths & Avatars to be sure)

Sometimes, the memory and personality of a deity was separated from their power and true form at the moment of their death, typically by the interaction of the magical turbulence of their death with the magic of a powerful relic or artifact into the same area. In such cases, the deity remained awake but imprisoned, in a sense, though vastly uncomfortable with their much-reduced state.

As such, I think during The Masked Lady era, three things were true simultaneously.

There was a part of Vhaeraun that was dead. That's the part of him on the astral plane. And even that part of him seemed to hold mild consciousness. But I also think a part of him was trapped by Mystra in a dream, and another part of him existed simultaneously within his sister creating a new entity as The Masked Lady, in the same way that Eilistraee seemed to both exist as herself AND The Masked Lady separate from herself as she's playing the Sava game. Because these are gods. Their existence does not exist in singularity.

But. Why does this matter to Vhaeraun and Eilistraee's relationship. Why do I think this is an important talking point for them.

Because I think the fact that they exist together implies a level of respect and understanding towards one another. This is not how this would have happened if they truly hated one another. What happened with Vhaeraun and Eilistraee seems closer to what happened with Zandilar the Dancer and Bast (Absorbed and became Sharess) or (Sehanine Moonbow, Aerdrie Faenya, and Hanali Celanil) > (Came together to become Angharradh and notedly, can separate to spent time apart as times have changed.)

This feels like. Notedly different, compared to what happened with (for example) Ulutiu and Auril, where he got entirely subsumed by her.

For a moment, they were one god. And they could have only synergized as one if they understood eachothers intentions well enough to agree to be one.

It's worth noting before I get into this section. Both the idea that Vhaeraun didn't actually die and was put in ⋆ ˚｡⋆⊹❇Mystra's Dream Prison <3 ❇⊹⋆ ˚｡⋆ and that upon returning to life he started working with Eilistraee are not actually ""canon"" to 5e. They are, like many things, Ed Green-ism's that a lot of people (myself included, because I do actually think he's an incredibly creative person with good character building ideas) take as canon. Despite taking it as canon, I think it's worth mentioning that there is no official source material to pull from for these ideas, because unlike the masked lady, these two ideas exist as concepts to be built off of rather than media to be examined.

We can only logic and reason what happened between them and how it's changed their relationship using everything else we have.

Posted from the FR wiki:

"The Grand History of the Realms explicitly says that Vhaeraun's assassination attempt failed and Eilistraee killed him. However, Ed Greenwood suggests that Eilistraee didn't actually kill her brother. The Dark Maiden defeated Vhaeraun with the indirect help of her ally Mystra, as the Weave frustrated the Masked Lord's magic while enhancing Eilistraee's. The goddess temporarily took her brother's portfolio, and trapped his sentience in the Weave, where it was enfolded in a dream by Mystra. The Lady of Mysteries did this to ensure that the two drow siblings would survive the cataclysm that she knew was coming—the Spellplague—in which she would be "killed" to renew the Weave and magic would go wild. After Mystra and the Weave were completely restored in 1487 DR, the goddess of magic could finally give Eilistraee her own lost power and do the same with Vhaeraun, after having awakened him from his dream."

It was one of Ed Greenwood's ideas to have the two deities reach a reciprocal understanding, and to make the personal enmity between them was no more. More to read here

So here's my take on this situation.

I think a lot of people like to paint the "Mystra and Eilistraee put Vhaeraun in Dream Prison" Situation in a very limited light. In the same way Eilistraee tends to get romanticized as a wholly good and Vhaeraun demonized as a firm evil, it tends to get boiled down to the idea that Mystra and Eilistraee managed to convince him to be "Less Evil."

But, I don't know. To accept the Mystra/Eilistraee tag team as something wholly good, you have to also accept the sentiment of Vhaeraun as someone who is evil and needed "fixed," and I don't think that's ever been the case. As I think my multitude of arguments have implied, I have never been under the impression he's an actual evil.

As such, it's always felt little bitter-sweet to me. I think it's more impactful if they just managed to rub off on eachother due to their time spent together as one. I think it was especially a turning point for Eilistraee, given how many changes came to the structure of her church as a result of that merger. She understands why he uses the tactics he does, she understands that what he's doing is coming from a place of (what I would argue) is sincere love for the drow as a whole, and I think she got a little bit more of a nuanced understanding of the uhh Sexism. I also like to think she understood his experiences more, and that his love doesn't come through the same lens as hers.

Likewise, I think Vhaeraun came out of that understanding that he was stretching himself thin. I think that he learned that he NEEDS to be able to rely on others, he NEEDS to start trusting the outside world more. While he's more accepting of drow as they are now, I think his goal has always been to put them back in power to the extent that they were when he had worship from the Ilythiiri. But, thats not the world they live in anymore. Even if he did pull all the drow from the underdark, they could not and would not manage to be that. I think he comes out of The Masked Lady era understanding that to get the drow away from his mother and to coexist is stability in itself. They don't need to rule to be powerful, they just need to coexist.

You know. It's choosing to forgive. We can't change what we were, but we can start this relationship over and grow something new from it. And sometimes, that might be enough.

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And ALSO I think they had to start getting along, because it really didn't take their churches THAT long to start meshing together when they fused as the masked lady.

At the word “died,” the priestess glanced down at the male. The cleric didn’t look good; his eyes had fully rolled back in his head and his skin was turning gray. Halisstra reached out and lifted the priestess’s chin, forcing her to look away. “It’s only a weak venom,” she lied. “You have plenty of time to heal him. Plenty of time, still.” “Yes,” the priestess repeated softly. “Plenty of time.” Her eyes reminded Halisstra of another priestess who’d succumbed to Halisstra’s bae’qeshel magic, years ago. Seyll had stared just as trustingly into Halisstra’s eyes a heartbeat before Halisstra plunged a sword into her. And yet Seyll had told Halisstra, as she lay dying, that no one was beyond redemption—not even Halisstra. She’d been wrong. This priestess had a wide mouth and creases at the sides of her eyes that could only have come from frequent laughter. The frown of confusion looked out of place on her forehead. The slight bulge of her stomach hinted she might be carrying a child. Halisstra hated her.

Come on guys, The Masked Lady hadn't even existed for half a decade and there was already pregnancies. We don't know what their churches are like 100+ years out. But, for as much as Ed emphasizes the infighting of the churches (And I have no doubt in my heart there ARE factions who refuse to mesh, that's canon to the text) we are inevitably met with 1-2 generations where the combined churches are all that they knew. Vhaeraun and Eilistraee had to work together, because I think as much as they're their own people with thoughts and opinions and experiences, they are also a reflection of their worshipers.

I think, to summarize what I think Vhaeraun and Eilistraee's relationship is like in a few paragraphs

With the way their relationships are described, I think Eilistraee was the golden child and Vhaeraun was the scrapegoat in the earlier parts of their childhood. They become reflections of the parent that favors them, because those were the parents that acted as their main influence. Eilistraee saw Vhaeraun as a reflection of her mothers evil, and Vhaeraun saw Eilistraee as undeserving of the favoritism their father gave her.

This view of eachother was cemented when she followed him to Toril. She saw him and his power as an evil and bloodstain, unhelped when he exiled her (probably out of spite and due to the grudge he had as a result of the earlier years). As such, she worked to undermine the influence he had. And when that allowed their mother and Ghaunadaur to take hold, it was the same kind of evil to her.

Her enabling them to take that power worsened the grudge Vhaeraun had of her, because he knows he isn't the same kind of evil as Lolth or Ghaunadaur, and them having that power worsened things for everyone.

This grudge between them kept itself in the legacy of their churches, all the way until The Masked Lady Era. The Masked Lady era was one where they actually managed to come together for a similar goal. It was the first time they were truly about to understand eachothers motivations, experiences, and perspectives, and the first time that divide between them and their communities truly lessened.

And when they finally came out...? I mean. That's going to change anyone. I think not only their relationship changed, but they sort of managed to change eachother a little.

I don't know. I think their relationship is complicated and messy and such a product of their parents influence on them. There is no forgiving Lolth, and there really shouldn't be forgiving Corellon (though, dnd might disagree with me on that.) But I think theirs one that could eventually heal. Out of all of the relationships in the Dark Seladrine, theirs feels the closest to being one that can be refounded on equal ground and with respect towards one another, especially as drow return to the surface and find more acceptance (even outside of their communities.) Because they are to me, two sides of the same coin.

#There were other good tags on this post and an especially long novel left by majorasnightmare (original asker) that I saw #But I have to get up and drive to meet up with a friend so we stop here for now

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tibtew · 2 years ago

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*sigh* something something the two-dimensionality of saeru's characterisation is a writing flaw, not a feature, and trying to pass it off as a feature whilst berating anyone who sees it as a flaw is uh. A Choice

#like we all know jin's writing isn't exactly stellar #kgpr got popular because of the characterisation of the Protagonists #but jin writes saeru poorly. I've never believed otherwise #he only really tried to do something interesting with the character in the manga... but saeru was always more of a symbol. which is Boring #but again #not the Main Point of kgpr so it's not a big deal #but that isn't to say that making saeru interesting weakens the narrative???#just that the story functions without him being overly complex and stuff #some of themes however are so Fucked by his character it's so sad #could write a whole essay about how shit the whole idea of monsterhood becomes when saeru is presented the way he is outside of the manga #that entire spiel seto has about “real monsters” in novel 8 is so eugh #I'd love to pretend that's just his perspective but it's so clearly word of god #I also feel like shutting down arguments in favour of deeper characterisation with “well he's a metaphor for trauma”#inadvertently oversimplifies trauma #I have more to say but I'm tiredddd #txt #not tagging and shit because I don't want people in my notes arguing with a wall #idc if you like your saeru simple I just hate the fact that people frame it as right/wrong thing #I think when people complain about complex saeru weakening the narrative they're more so annoyed that some fans #want to give him the same sort of complexity the protags have #like I promise you I'm not trying to turn him into a hero here lol I just think jin couldn't write him very well #and there are things to explore with the little things jin Did write #idk why the concept of even thinking about those things annoys some people sm #“he's a murderer” he's a narrative tool within a story. some guys in a corner brainrotting over him won't make Your blorbos less interestin #or make his actions widely justified/glorified #I Promise

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marshmellowtea · 2 years ago

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tbh i feel like my interest in willmartha would skyrocket 200% if it wasn’t treated as the fandom’s Golden Fluffy Healthy Ship

#not gonna tag this cuz i’m just taking aloud but this is about the who’s lila characters if you couldn’t tell and we’re curious #like honestly i still think i wouldn’t be that interested in it even without that baggage #martha just. does not interest me lmao and i think they both have more compelling dynamics with other characters #but in the fan content i see for it it feels like. super idealized?#which honestly that one its own is fine. whatever. doesn’t interest me cuz i like mess lol but there’s nothing inherently wrong with that #it’s just when it’s put up against willtanya that it. causes an issue for me #cuz as much as it seems to have died down i can tell at the beginning the fandom had a lot of hostility toward tanya #and agaibst willtanya as a ship #and obviously. i’m a huge fan of both of those things #and it puts a bad taste in my mouth when i get the vibes that willmartha is meant to be this cutesy healthy (better) alternative #both from a willtanya pov but also a ‘you don’t have to think a ship is healthy to enjoy it’ pov #and also from a ‘willtanya doesn’t have to be unhealthy and under better circumstances it could’ve worked you guys are just mean’ pov #i just #really really hate this idea of martha getting pushed forward like ‘see?? here’s will’s REAL perfect partner!! they won’t have any strife!!#when first off all any relationship would have some form of strife #and second of all is just a really boring interpretation of a ship i already feel super bored by #idk if any of this makes sense i’ve just been thinking about this rn hfhfdhvdg #in some alternate universe i could see myself theoretically liking this ship but eugh #the presentation of it bothers me idk idk #marshy speaks

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gladerwolfstarkimagines · 3 years ago

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The Cafe Part Two: Camilo visits your family cafe and quickly becomes a permanent fixture, slowly altering the nature of your relationship

Part One Here

Part Three Here

Part Four Here

Tag list: @xdyledz @stuckindreamland06 @vampireviel @goddesslilithmoriarty

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Camilo opened the door to the cafe and let his tia go first before he followed. You spotted the pair as soon immediately. "Julieta" you called and Camilo turned to see you smiling widely at them, you hadn't directed a smile at him in years and he was surprised how nice it felt to not have you glare at him as soon as you saw him. He shook away that annoying thought and focused on what you were saying. "Thank you both so much for bringing these, we've been super busy lately" you said taking the trays from them. Julieta nodded looking around the packed cafe "the sun has really brought everyone out huh?". You nodded "you have no idea! Papa is cooking so much food and mama and I barely finish serving one customer before another arrives". Julieta paused "would you like some help?". You paused "ow no don’t worry it’s fine really, you guys are already so busy". "We’re never too busy to be a good neighbour” Julieta smiled “plus it would bring back old memories". You frowned "are you sure because you really don't have to!". "No we will stay and help" Julieta said and Camilo froze "we?". "Yes we so you might want to drop it now" and she disappeared into the kitchen. You looked at him confused and Camilo stopped channelling his gift with a sigh. You actually gasped before you rolled your eyes "I should've guessed, of course you haven't outgrown your childish pranks".

You were referring to Luis, a guy Camilo pretended to be years ago to mess with you. There was a rumour you had a crush on Luis and Camilo wanted to embarrass you by getting you to admit it in front of everyone. So he became Luis and asked you out...just as you were about to reply the real Luis walked in. You worked out it was him and you were furious, you caused such a scene the two of you were called into the head teacher's office and Camilo was suspended for a week. To make matters worse the stunt actually got you and Luis together, having the opposite effect. The two of you had dated for just under a year before you dumped him a few months ago. Nobody knew why, you didn’t give a reason but everyone was very shocked. Luis was seen as the golden boy and every girl seemed to go weak for his looks but for whatever reason it hadn’t been enough for you.

"Well you loved it so much the last time I did it" Camilo replied sweetly and you glared "eugh you are the worst! Why don't you just go home seeing as neither of us wants you here". Camilo was miffed by that and so wanting to annoy you he shook his head "nope, I promised my tia I would help and so that's exactly what I'm going to do so like it or lump it". You sighed "fine if you insist, you're on clean up duty" you said throwing a rag at his face. Camilo caught it and glared "hey no fair! Why do I have to do all the dirty work?". "Well do you know how to make coffee? Or how to use the cash machine? Or the table numbers?". Camilo shook his head and you nodded "exactly so you're doing clean up" and you flicked your hair hitting him before you stormed away.

You and Camilo got through the day with glares and sighs directed at one but the hilarious thing was Camilo had been a hit! Always one for a chat the customers seemed to love him and he got the biggest tip of the day much to your annoyance. Camilo still had a smile on his face, remembering how angry you’d looked as he and his tia walked home. Then it was all ruined. "I want you to go back tomorrow" tia Julieta said suddenly and Camilo jumped "why! y/n hates me and I already have chores". "I'll get the others to do your chores and as to why, because it's the right thing to do. You know y/n's family is a lot smaller than our own, they struggle to manage that place on their own and they can't afford to hire someone to help. So I want you to go back and help over the summer period. You don't have school so this will give you something to do". "I have something to do, it's called avoiding y/n all summer so I don't have to see her dumb face". "You know many people actually think she's very beautiful, you disagree?" his aunt asked. Camilo was caught off guard and paused "I...she's...it doesn't matter what she looks like she's not pretty on the inside and that's all that counts". Julieta shrugged but wore a mischievous grin because Camilo was blushing.

So Camilo trudged back to your cafe the next morning and pushed open the door. The bells jingled happily and he glared at them. You were behind the counter and your eyes flicked up to him. "My tia said..." he started when you cut him off "I know my mother explained, you can start by sweeping the floor". "What, you're not going to throw a tantrum or attack me?". You rolled your eyes "we're not all as dramatic as you Camilo". "Actually you are" he responded and you glared "the brooms over there" before disappearing into the back room.

With this Camilo started working at your cafe every other day. Despite his initial horror at being around you Camilo adapted to his shifts at the cafe and found it wasn’t the worst, definitely better than stopping crying babies from screaming. You largely pretended he wasn’t there and he was fine with that, frosty silence was better than an argument. The days actually went by quickly and the weekdays were Camilo’s favourite because it was a lot quieter and his shifts were less frantic. However as school was out a few kids from school were there and one frequent visitor was your ex Luis. Camilo found this rather odd. Why would you go to your ex-girlfriend’s cafe? Especially after she’d just dumped you but the reason soon became obvious. Every time he saw you Luis would ask to speak with you privately. Camilo was watching the same thing unfold today as it did most days and saw you brush Luis off as usual. You told him no and asked what he wanted to order but Luis kept pushing it. Camilo paused seeing you grow more and more frustrated. Your father was in the kitchen and your mother wasn't here. Nobody was here to help and Camilo wondered what he should do. Finally Luis gave up and stormed out. You sighed and turned around to find Camilo staring. "What?" you asked storming past him and Camilo rolled his eyes. Just when he felt sympathy for you, you knocked it away.

Luis’ visits became more frequent and he also became more and more persistent. If Camilo tried to serve him he’d just ask for you and ignore him. On one such day Camilo told you Luis was refusing to be served and you sighed going over. There was nobody else in the cafe so Camilo went in the back trying to minimise what he could hear. He was sorting all the spices when he heard raised voices. He rushed back into the room to see Luis standing up yelling at you. “You won’t even listen to me that’s why I’m getting so mad!” Luis cried and you rolled your eyes in disgust. “You’re the one who isn’t listening. I’ve told you countless times we’re not getting back together and that I want nothing to do with you. Wrap your thick head around that!” you cried and went to walk away but Luis grabbed your arm. “Let me go!” you cried but Luis shook his head “no not until we talk, you owe me that!”. “I don’t want to, let go of me!” you cried trying to get away but Luis held on tight. That was the last straw for Camilo. No matter the war between the two of you Camilo hated seeing anyone upset or hurt so his instinct kicked in before he was even aware of what he was doing. "Hey get off her" Camilo called and Luis’ eyes filtered over Camilo before going back to you. "I heard he was working here, did you do that on purpose? To make me angry?". "I had nothing to do with it" you replied finally ripping your arm from his grasp "how leave". Luis didn’t move towards the door and actually went to move closer to you but as he took a step forward so did Camilo. Luis noticed and smirked at Camilo "I'm a head taller and way stronger than you, do you really want to do this?". Camilo shrugged and transformed into Luis using his gift "and I'm a Madrigal, so do you want to do this?" he asked. The two boys stared at one another and you went to step in between them when Luis glared. "Whatever, I'm done with this and you!" he said pointing a finger at you "you'll regret letting me go" and he stormed away. The door jolted shut and Camilo looked at you unsure what to do. "Are you okay?" he asked and you jumped at his voice. "I’m sorry" he said and you shook your head "it’s fine...I'm fine'. Camilo nodded "hopefully he'll stay away now". You nodded “hopefully” and Camilo nodded before going to clear a table. "Thank you" you said so quietly Camilo didn’t think he’d heard you right. Until he turned around and you shied away from his gaze like it burned. Camilo didn’t want to make a big deal about it so he just nodded. "No worries" he said swiftly and carried on as if nothing had happened.

Things didn’t really change much after that but it did feel like Camilo had seen a different side to you. He’d seen your vulnerability and even when you snapped at him Camilo couldn’t always retort back at you. And as he stopped snapping back you slowly stopped trying to encourage him to argue with you. It didn't mean the two of you were now best friends but you weren’t always at each other's throats anymore. There were actual moments of peace where the two of you worked in harmony together. You seemed the trust him more and in the lunch rushes you actually let him help you and started giving him more responsibility. Although you’d never admit it Camilo thought you liked having help in the cafe and he was actually growing to enjoy the cafe environment when one customer ruined it all. Your parents were having a day off so you were working in the kitchen while Camilo took orders. It was a weekday so should be quiet but there was a sudden rush and the two of you were a little unprepared, scrambling to stay afloat. Camilo was trying to go as fast as he could, taking orders, sorting drinks, clearing tables but there was only so much focus he had. So when a customer flagged him down to tell him the drink was wrong he was rather flustered. He didn’t really understand what the customer meant by “my juice is wrong” and just decided to get him another glass. Camilo put it in front of the customer and apologised for the error before rushing away. Before he could go a few steps however the customer grabbed his elbow. “It’s still wrong I asked for no pulp”. Camilo blinked again unsure what the customer meant. “I’m sorry?” he asked aware you’d just rang the bell for an order to be taken to table 7 and conscious that table 3 still needed their cheque. “My drink has pulp in it! I asked for no pulp, twice now” the man said raising his voice “how much clearer can i be? Get me a drink without the pulp!”. Camilo was still very confused, he had no idea what pulp was or why it was angering this man so much but he was too anxious to ask. “You don’t even know what pulp is do you?” the man asked “how stupid are you?”.

Despite how he acted around you Camilo really didn’t like confrontation. Sure he said sarcastic comments to his family and was willing to help you with Luis but in situations like this where the anger was completely focused on him he actually got pretty nervous. So having this large older man yell at him felt very intimidating. Mixed with the fact everyone in the cafe was watching him Camilo just wanted to curl up and disappear. Camilo was stuttering as the man continued to berate him, insult after insult, when he heard footsteps. "Hey leave him alone" you called and the man paused as he saw you. "Y/n who is this idiot you have working here?". "He’s not an idiot and I'll ask you to lower your voice. There’s no need to get angry". "But he didn’t even know was pulp or no pulp meant" the man cried still outraged. "So?" you asked "you've just acknowledged he’s new and you’re annoyed he doesn’t know everything. Plus even if he wasn’t new that’s no reason to treat him like garbage. Now I'd like you to apologise to Camilo or leave". "Camilo?" the man said, the name ringing a bell but you didn’t let it drop "yes apologise to Camilo”. The man glared "who are you to demand something of me girl?". Camilo paused worried for you as this man stood up but you didn’t even flinch. "My family own this cafe and I've worked in it since I was 7. It will one day be mine so I can tell a customer who is being rude to get out if I want to. Now about that apology...". "Screw your apology" he glared "you just lost a customer!" and he stormed out.

You ignored the stares from the other customers and turned to Camilo "are you okay, would you like some time in the back?". He nodded and disappeared there. Breathing deeply he tried to calm down but he still felt panicked and he wanted more than anything not to shift. He had this habit of shapeshifting into weird things whenever he was scared and he hated it. It always made him feel like a freak and so he tried to calm down but he took after his mother with his strong emotions. His panic got worse and worse until he couldn’t help it and he turned into the weird baby head. He was pretty distraught but also grateful it happened in here and not out there...then you appeared. Camilo cringed expecting you to run away or you gasp in shock. Instead you just put the tray down and walked closer "Camilo it's okay, you're safe now just sit down and breathe". Camilo took in some deep breaths and didn’t even realise you’d come to sit next to him until you touched his arm. "You're okay, I'm here with you there’s no danger. Breathe in and out, in and out" you coached him and Camilo rode out his panic attack. His head turned back to normal and he looked down embarrassed. It was a while before he could speak and when he did he just uttered one word "sorry". "Don’t apologise" you said softly "you were not at fault and anyone would react that way. The first time a customer screamed at me I burst into tears in the middle of the restaurant. It happens and you're not weird or weak". This was the longest conversation the two of you had in years and although Camilo didn’t like being vulnerable it didn’t feel as awful as he’d imagined it would around you. He nodded "thanks y/n". "No problem" you said and smiled before you seemed to realise you had a lifelong war against Camilo. You stood up and moved away quickly "come out whenever you're ready or head home if you’re not feeling it. Whatever you want" and you disappeared

Camilo took a few more minutes and then he came back out. You looked at him and gave him a slight nod. He nodded back and got back to work. That evening before he left you said goodbye to him and he said it back. It was the first time you’d exchanged simple pleasantries since you were kids and Camilo didn’t realise how much he’d missed it.

After that week it dawned on Camilo that your relationship had definitely changed. You’d both defended one another in different situations and saw the struggle the other went through. You’d been forced to unite and realise the enemy wasn’t really each other and it never had been. There was a small budding friendship there which Camilo enjoyed. The two of you had stopped arguing with one another and were civil possibly even friendly with one another. It was a nice change and one Camilo utterly did not expect but he was pleased with it nonetheless and excited to see where it could go.

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I can never decide if Camilo is a glowing ball of confidence or a mess of anxiety. Tbh I think his confidence is a bit of an act (I mean he is the middle child and I spread from experience) so I think he’s actually a lot more sensitive than he lets people know but keeps up the act because he’s Camilo! He’s the fun cheeky Madrigal who makes everyone smile he can’t be sad or insecure...why is this making me upset 😂😂

Anyway thanks for all the support! Part three will be out next week!

#camilo #camilo encanto #encanto #encanto camilo #camilo imagine #camilo x reader #encanto imagine #camilo madrigal #camilo madrigal imagine #camilo mardigal x reader #encanto camilo imagine #julieta #encanto julieta #madrigal #madrigals #encanto the madrigals #the madrigals

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solarstellarstar · 3 years ago

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#Muse answer to basic Q&A ✨

Made by @mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat - thank you vv much for tagging <3 (tagging @vynsloveblogger and @the--igarashi--family to do this WOO)

Lets go~★

What's your name? Is there a meaning behind it?

"I was born with the name Setsuna Fumika. My surname comes from my mother! ...I heard that 'Setsuna' can mean star, I think that's totally fitting!~"

Any prefered Alias or nickname that you'll like to be called as?

"I chose Solar as my stage name and to be honest, I prefer it a teeny bit more than Setsuna. It's not that I hate the name or... the person I used to be but I feel more comfortable as my idol persona Solar."

What kind of person do you think you are?

"I have a lot of potential to rise as an idol! And I consider myself extremely lucky because if it were for any other circumstances... I probably wouldn't be here. Oh, that's what Lunar said. I don't wanna seem cocky or anything."

When is your birthday? How do you celebrate it?

"The sixteenth day of May! This means I'm a Taurus! I honestly don't know a lot about astrology but it sounds pretty cool. When I do have enough funds, I could hold a massive celebration but for now it's just a small party in my room with my closest friends."

What's your age?

"Everyone needs to hear this: SEVENTEEN. Because if I get asked one more time to act like a literal baby just because it seems 'cute' I'm going to LOSE IT- Come on... why can't you all understand I'm grown? I'm... not a child anymore..."

What's your gender?

"I really love expressing my feminity with different outfits such as dresses, miniskirts and high heels... but I don't mind wearing a suit and tie from time to time."

How tall are you? Are you satisfied with your height?

"Listen closely: a hundred and seventy-nine centimetres. Aha!~ It's such a blessing being so tall, I wish I got a picture of Subaru-kun's face when he realised I was one centimetre taller than-

What you looking at? I-"

[Scrambles to hide her shoes]

"My height is natural! I'm not cheating! Stop it!!!"

*PLEASE STAND BY*

Where did you come from?

"Dunno. I guess I just... spawned."

// solar that's probably not what they meant

"OH! I meant- I was born somewhere in Japan but my dad forgot to tell me which city. We didn't move into Kaminishi until I was thirteen."

What charm do you suppose that you possess?

"Don't you think I'm adorable? Look at me- absolute cuteness!~"

// admin is currently cringing. wtf solar you literally said you weren't a child four questions ago

Do a voice impression, will you?~

"Ehh... my voice is significantly higher than those I know- it's worth a shot. Ahem!"

"Please... can you... step on me? It's going to... hurt... and I like that... a lot."

[Immediate regret.]

Name one of your favourite activities, can you?~

"Other than singing and dancing, I do love picking outfits out for myself. Seriously, my closet is really large! And I do have a huge collection of shoes."

How do you greet someone in the morning?

"Uhm... I wake up extremely early. Early as 5am because... I am really busy and I'm sure no one would like to talk with me at 5am, ehe."

What's the last thing you say to someone before going to bed?

"Sweet dreams~ Maybe... I'll appear in them!-"

"Eugh... that was incredibly cheesy..."

Favourite possession (item)?

[Sets her feet onto the table, proudly showing off her high heels.]

"Saying I love them is an extreme understatement. They're really fashionable and even though they might look tall, they barely change my height! I'm pretty much the same height without these."

// admin: 🗿

Why not talk about your hairstyle a little?~

"These? These are totally real."

[Places both hands on both space buns]

"A lot of people assume that these are just hair extensions- they're not! I guess I just do have long hair... and I have to use a lot of hairsprays. Also, space buns became a signature thing for me ever since I was seven years old! My dad didn't know how to style longer hair so I did it myself. But... it wasn't until I got to school that these actually got fixed and tidied. My hairstyle now is just a combination of that and my hair down. I really like how I look in both, so why not combine?"

Any unique characteristics on you?

"I don't really know... because I don't wanna come off as cocky. But other people do say I'm... airheaded? Is that really true?"

Do you have a special nickname to call someone?

"Only Lunar and Hiromi knew this- but I do refer to someone 'Kamineko' from time to time. It's a codename... aha! The reason why is a secret!!"

What's your favourite colour and why?

[Stares blankly at interview camera]

"It's flipping burgundy."

[Obvious sarcasm.]

What do you enjoy doing?

"Running through the rain together with someone that's close to me. Yeah, it sounds like something straight out of a movie but the adrenaline rush is super fun!"

What's your special skill?

"Flexibility!~"

"It's super useful during dance routines, I think my skill makes them look even better!"

Demonstrate a short love confession! I dare you~

*Cue slow music*

"You're a giant inspiration for me and for some reason... I can't think straightly when I'm around you. You just have been so caring from the start and you were always looking out for me."

[Clasps both hands together]

"Please give me the honourable chance of becoming your girlfriend! I promise... I can make you the happiest person in the world!"

"You mean everything to me... Senpai!"

[Record scratch]

"...Wait. Please cut that ending out of the final recording! You're not going to show it- are you?! I just got carried away- it's only a hypothetical situation!! I'M NOT CRUSHING ON-"

*PLEASE STAND BY*

Your favourite food, and why?

"Purin. The reason is simple: it's yummy."

Your favourite drink, and why?

"...strawberry soda is nice."

Any favourite book?

"Does this count? It's technically a play but I absolutely loved studying A Midsummer Night's Dream!"

Any favourite genre of movie? Hmm, why?

"A good romance drama is the best type to binge-watch! Even if they're just fictional, romance media actually give me a lot of inspiration and ideas-"

Favourite music? Why?

"It's too difficult to just settle on one music genre. There are so many I adore and I personally love to scream sing songs in my room... but the main type I perform is jpop."

What's your weakness?

"Why would I reveal that?"

// admin here. her weakness is loud noises and obviously: fluffy romance.

Anyone that you respect?~

"Lunar, Hiromi and Kou-senpai all have aided me in different ways on my journey to be an idol. They're all so talented and... personally, my talent can never even come close to theirs. I wanna know if there is a way that I could repay them..."

// admin here. i wish i could list my entire follower list here but fortunately there is so many of you that I cant fit you all into one post <3

Do you have a wish?

"I guess... debut as an idol and become a star? Becoming an inspiration to others with bravery and confidence sounds ideal for me. Perhaps I could use that confidence to reveal how I really feel..."

#// this was so much fun! ty <3 #solar fumika #basic q n a #diabolik oc #diabolik lovers oc #dl oc #long post

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dpimagines · 3 years ago

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The Sharpest Lives; Wade Wilson (feat. Nathan Summers) part three of [?]

PART ONE / PART TWO

author's note: In honor of the lovely @ghostlyvenus-selfships reblogging and appreciating part two, I figured I could go ahead and post part 3 a little early so she and the rest of you can meet Cable sooner.

tag list: @peculiar-persephone @fuckyouandtheboatyoucamein @yomama-umbridge @dee-vn @ghostlyvenus-selfships

same trigger warnings as parts one and two, let me know if I need to add more! <3

You eventually find yourself at Sister Margaret’s, taking shot after shot, chasing it with just enough blood to keep you high, but not enough to completely wear off the effects of the alcohol.

“Don’t be taking too many jobs of our jobs away, now,” someone remarks.

“I know, I know,” you chuckle. “Just stopping by for a drink and maybe a couple of jobs. Kinda got pissed and trashed my laptop.”

“Living with that asshole will do that to you,” Weasel scoffs from behind the bar. “Where is your handsome husband, by the way?”

“What do you get when you combine an elephant and a rhino?”

“What?” Weasel asks, bewildered by the subject change.

“Elephino!” you answer both questions, and he snickers.

“You two really are a match made in Heaven,” he sighs. “Or maybe Hell, considering you’re here when I know you’re not supposed to be. I’m cutting you off.”

“Come on, dude, at least I actually pay off my tab,” you whine.

“That is true…” he muses. “What kinda job were you hoping to take?”

“I don’t know. I hate to take the bigger jobs from these guys, but I…”

“Need something a little more? I’ve got one everybody’s too scared to touch. Edward Fredricksen. Apparently some mutie in foster care was sent to his school or whatever. Got adopted by her super rich aunt and uncle. They’ve got loads of cash, so they don’t care to sue. They just want him dead.”

“That sounds ideal. Why’s everyone so scared?”

“Well, Mr. Fredricksen is kind of a big deal. Lots of security, lots of press praising him for ‘fixing’ mutant children, that sort of thing. But, that shouldn’t be a problem for you, should it?”

“Not at all. Thanks, Weasel. Mind if I pay our friend in the basement a visit?”

“Not at all,” he obliges.

“Don’t tell Wade. He doesn’t want me drinking anymore unless he’s having one of those days,” you inform him.

“With what you two are going through? That’s just cruel,” Weasel hisses in sympathy.

“Wait,” a man at the bar you hadn’t really noticed chimes in. “When you drink that blood, you don’t feel pain?”

“Somebody’s a little late to the party,” you remark. “Yeah. It’s kind of my thing. Drink blood, heal a little and gain any special abilities of the person it came from. That’s why these guys don’t want me to come around here too often.”

“You really should stop drinking that blood. It made it harder to find you.”

“Find… Me? Wait, you’re not saying you’re… But it just started, like-“

“Yesterday?”

You nod.

“We have a lot to talk about. Mind if I accompany her down to the basement?”

“Why would I care?”

“She’s clearly not the strongest between the two of us, I could easily overpower her,” the strange man says, but he sounds angry.

The whole bar roars with laughter, you included.

“Dude, I’d rip your heart out and eat it while it was still beating before you could even lay a finger on me. We really do have a lot to talk about.”

You lead him behind the bar and down the stairs. He’s silent as you descend the creaky stairs, but too in his head to follow your lead fully. He steps through a rotted spot on one of the stairs, but you catch him in time.

“I- Eugh, what are you doing? It feels weird,” he grumbles.

“That’s what she said,” you snort. “Holding your foot up by your veins. Hemokinesis. Next time I’ll just let you fall. I should’ve.”

“Is that any way to talk to your soulmate?”

You scoff.

“Picked a real shitty time to show up. My wife just died.”

“Oh, I- I’d say I’m sorry, but I know that doesn’t do much. Mine just did, too, and the last thing I’d wanna hear is an apology. It’s kind of my fault.”

“Mine was kinda my fault, too. Watch where I step and step there, okay? I should’ve warned you,” your tone softens, and you offer him your hand. His hand is cold, and you realize it’s metal. You can feel the way your touch sends tingles through it, Francis’ blood is starting to wear off. “I- I’m sorry, what… That’s rude, uh…”

“I should’ve been paying attention to that in the first place. And it’s a virus. You won’t get it just by touching, but, uh, I wouldn’t attempt eating my still-beating heart anytime soon.”

“Noted,” you reply. “You don’t have to hold my hand, if it hurts.”

“It’s alright. It feels good more than it hurts, but… You can’t feel that, can you?”

You shake your head.

“Y/N! Is that you? Who’s that with you? Oh, please tell me it’s Wade, I’ve really missed him,” Francis taunts.

“He seems friendly.”

“He’s not. That’s why we keep him chained up down here,” you say. “I can explain later.”

You weave yourself between stacks of boxes until you’re met with Francis, restrained in every way possible. After all, it wouldn’t hurt him to dislocate his bones and get out of traditional restraints.

“Stay at least six feet away at all times,” you warn your new friend.

“Aw, Y/N, don’t be a bully, introduce me.”

“Whatever, Francis, this is…”

“Nathan.”

“This is Nathan. Nathan, this is Francis.”

“Did you get sick of Wade this quickly? Did you and Vanessa run off together and leave him? I never did understand why you two stayed, such beautiful women wasted on a slob like that.

“But, I suppose there was more benefit for you. He’s immortal! A little fuck and suck every now and then in exchange for a pint of blood doesn’t sound so bad. You just take it from me.”

Speaking of… You push the blood from a less critical vein out, letting it refill the cranberry juice bottle before sending a few drops of your own blood in his direction to seal the wound and keep him just alive enough that you can continue to do this for as long as you want.

“Wow, not even a word to defend your precious soulmate. Things really have gone down the drain. Ah… Someone finally got to her, didn’t they? You had to have known it was only a matter of time. He’s just too reckless.”

“Shut up, shitbag,” you give in and respond, but you don’t let him push you more than that.

“Oh? Really? I was just trying to see what would stick. Poor girl. I don’t feel pain, but I’ve always pitied you being stuck with that loon.”

“Is he really that bad?”

“Nathan-“ you try to warn him.

“Oh, the worst. Such a pathetic creature. You should scoop her up and take her away from all this mess. Did you know that when they met, he rejected her? Told her to buzz off. If it wasn’t for Vanessa, he wouldn’t have even given her a second glance.”

“This douchenozzle is evil, you can’t listen to a word that comes from his mouth. I was seventeen when that happened. He was just trying to keep me safe,” you defend Wade.

“He loved her more,” Francis insists. “That’s why you let her die, isn’t it?”

“I didn’t let her die, he did!” you finally snap, but then your pain melts away. You look at your hand, squeezing the heart that’s in it. “Aw, shit. Wade’s gonna be so pissed at me. Damn it. And I already like you too much to kill you like I told him I was going to. This sucks!”

“Uh… Don’t worry about it, doll. I’ve got a truck, I’ll run to the hardware store I passed on the way here to get you some buckets to put what’s left of his blood in.”

“Doll? What are you, fifty?”

“Forty-six...” he mumbles, looking a bit hurt.

“Oh, I- I should probably say I’m sorry. It’s sweet, it is, I’m just…” You squeeze Francis’s heart again, for emphasis. “Not really with the whole sympathy thing right now.”

He chuckles at that.

“I’ll be back,” he tells you, leaving you to sit with another corpse.

He comes back, but not with buckets. With jars. Lots of them.

“I just thought, y’know… Somethin’ prettier, or whatever stupid shit. I don’t know,” he grumbles, and you giggle.

“Oh, you like to play the big tough guy, but you’re a little softie, aren’t you? That’s just adorable. Thank you, this was… This is very thoughtful,” you commend him, swiftly emptying Francis’ remaining blood into the cute round jars.

“So, uh… How old are you?”

“Twenty and three-quarters!” you chirp.

“And how old is that Wade guy?” he asks.

“He’s thirty-four.”

“You’re a bit young. We all go out on a date, people are gonna assume you’re our daughter before they assume you’re our girlfriend.”

“Yeah, I guess, but soulmates are soulmates, y’know? I’m his wife. Not legally, unfortunately plural marriage isn’t legal unless everyone involved is a soulmate to at least one other person in the group, and Vanessa… She didn’t have a soulmate.”

“But it felt like she was yours, didn’t it? That’s how I feel about my wife… Felt.”

“It’s okay if you still feel it. Neither of us’ll be mad at you.”

“Thanks,” he sighs. “You’re- I think I’m glad I met you first.”

“Wade probably needs you more than I do, right now. Where’d you come from?”

“About fifty years into the future. The guy that murdered my wife, he’s just a kid, now, but… He kills somebody. It changes him. I had a different plan before but, I’ve come up with a better one…I think you can help me. That somebody he kills is Edward Fredricksen. So, all you’ve gotta do is kill him first,” Nathan says. “I assume that won’t be a problem.”

You’re still using Francis’ heart as a stress ball, and you drop it, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

He chuckles, though, before helping you put the jars of blood in an empty crate and nudging you away when you attempt to pick it up.

“We should head back up. I’ll inform Weasel of the body, he can handle it,” you decide. Nathan follows you up the stairs and you do as you said you would. Nathan places the crate carefully in the backseat.

“How’d you get here?”

“Walked from my apartment. I don’t wanna go back there, though, uh… Hm.”

“I have a hotel room. You’re welcome to stay with me, but, uh… There’s just one bed.”

“What is this, a fanfiction?” you giggle. “That’s fine, I don’t mind if you don’t mind.”

“A fan wh- Never mind. Yeah, c’mon.”

The drive is a comfortable sort of quiet, and you decide to take a moment to observe your soulmate. You haven’t really looked at him, and-

Oh no.

He’s devastatingly handsome.

You quickly look away, watching the city you reside in fade into an unfamiliar area as the moon gets higher in the sky and your pain slowly inches back in.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “That’s…”

“Yeah,” you murmur. “I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry. You… You’re gonna feel better, one day. We both will, at least in terms of grief. But this chronic shit Wade and I have, it’s… Why you? It’s just cruel.”

“If you think Wade’s pain is bad now…” you snicker.

“What? It’s been worse?”

“Yeah, when… Francis… I don’t know if it’s my story to tell, but Wade got his powers through human experimentation. He got diagnosed with cancer, and they… Manipulated him into it. Those experiments… I woke up at midnight on my sixteenth birthday screaming, and it didn’t really stop for about… Seven months? I didn’t meet Wade until about a year after that, though.”

“And he had the nerve-“

“I was still underage.”

“All the more reason to keep you close, to protect you!” Nathan argues.

“Vanessa saw it that way, too. She convinced him to at least spend time with me, y’know, apologize, all that. But, I liked her better than I liked him, I still do, even if I love them equally,” you laugh. “Guess that should’ve been a hint that we were meant to have a third.”

“She sounds really wonderful.”

“She was,” you sigh. “I-“ you start, but you’re cut off with a sob. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Nathan murmurs. His eyes are on the road, but he offers his metal hand to you. You take it, feeling the pinpricks travel up and down.

“Maybe it’d be different if I’d gotten to say goodbye,” you confess. “Easier.”

“I know the feeling. I was out on a mission, and when I got back… Everything was ashes. My wife, my… My daughter.”

“The anniversary of when they met,” you choke out. “I- I got her a necklace. It was opal, it was her birthstone, and Wade had saved an arcade token from their first date. She got her IUD taken out. We were… We were gonna be a family,” you whimper. “I never- I’ve never had a family. And then… Wade had been late, a job, but… But those men… Why didn’t he take care of them? They… They shot me first, in the spine, and then her, and Wade gave me some of his blood, but… But why didn’t he give her mine, first? Maybe I would’ve been fine, but even if I died, it would’ve…”

“It would’ve been better than this.”

“Finally, someone understands,” you whimper. “Finally.”

“I- I understand,” he admits, but you feel a “but” coming… “But, I’m glad you’re here. I’m glad we’ve met. And I hope you don’t mind, but when I meet this Wade fella, I’m gonna have to break his fuckin’ nose. Soulmate or no, he’s put you through too much. You…” His eyes drift to your hands. “You can definitely handle yourself, but that… That doesn’t mean he shouldn’t wanna protect you.”

“His style of protecting me is what got Vanessa killed,” you remind him.

“Exactly. Those men… If I’d known about Russell, I would’ve killed him. He knew about those men, and… Laziness.”

“I guess. I just wish I’d been stronger for just a second longer, I could’ve-“

“Shot in the spine, doll. Shot in the spine,” he insists.

“I was out for a while, and then… He’d already had her cremated and sent to her family. Apparently that’s what she wanted, but-“

“That is beyond fucked. I know that Francis guy is an asshole, but he kinda had a point. You- You deserve a lot better than him, better than either of us.”

“I- Thanks. But I am a mass murderer, you picked up on that, right?”

“Sweetest mass murderer I’ve ever met,” he remarks. “Cutest, too.”

You giggle.

“Are you seriously flirting with me right now?” you ask, but you’re not angry, simply… Amused. “Might be a waste of your time, though. You’re headed back to your wifey after this, right? The whole point is saving her, and- And your daughter.”

“You’re more her type than I am. I was gonna wait to ask, but… I want you to come with me. It doesn’t have to be a relationship right away, but… Think about it.”

“I don’t see why not,” you go ahead and answer.

“I said, ‘Think about it,’”

“I’m a quick thinker,” you retort, and he scoffs, turning right to the motel parking lot.

“It’s a bit of a mess, I’m sorry. Wasn’t exactly expecting a lovely and talented assistant for this magic show,” he jokes, unlocking the door to let you both in before locking it behind him.

“You think I’m lovely?” you wonder as you take off your jacket and drape it over a chair, half-joking yourself.

“Of course I do,” he seriously answers after turning to face you.

“Jeez,” you say, because it’s all you can say, looking up at him with widened eyes and an agape mouth.

“What? It’s not like you don’t hear it all the- I’m gonna kill him.”

“Hey, he just doesn't normally use that kind of word, he still compliments me!” you insist.

“Wait… Wade, hitman, immortal, crude… Is our soulmate fucking Deadpool?!”

You shrink back, and he immediately looks remorseful.

“Uh, um… Yes?”

“I’m sorry, that just… Complicates things a little.”

“You’re tellin’ me,” you scoff, taking off your shoes.

“Right…” he sighs, tossing beer cans off the bed and into the bin, his few bits of laundry to a pile in the corner, and his weaponry into duffle bags. “You should get your beauty sleep. I gotta say, if you’re this pretty running on bitterness and fumes, I might just drop dead at the sight of you with a real smile.”

“Well, you can rest assured that that won’t be happening for a long time,” you remark, forcing the blood away from your cheeks and your heart’s beating to steady.

“That’s okay,” he says softly. “I don’t- I don’t make it a habit to bring women’s pajamas with me wherever I go, but those jeans, they don’t look too comfortable in the first place…”

“If you wanted me to undress, you could’ve just asked,” you flirt. “You could do it for me if you want.”

“I- Uh- Fuck-“

You cackle, unbuttoning your pants and chucking them at the laundry pile.

“That easy, huh? You’re almost as bad as Wade.”

“Do you want to walk?”

“Please, something tells me you’re gonna be inside him more than you are me.”

“Doubt it. You…” He gives a sigh that isn’t even really a sigh, more like blowing air. “I bet the only reason Deadpool and I could ever get along is you.”

“You’re too kind. Is it okay if I take my bra off?”

“Psh, yeah, I want you to be comfortable.”

“Yeah, I know, it’s just… You should be comfortable, too.”

“Y’see? Sweetest mass murderer ever,” he reminds you. After you temporarily discard your bra, you have a realization.

“Mind if I borrow a shirt? It’s a bit, uh…” You look down at the tank top you were wearing under your jacket, nipples hard due to the air conditioner blasting. “Chilly in here.”

He looks confused before sparing a glance downwards and quickly taking off his tee shirt, giving it to you.

“I’ll turn around,” he says sharply.

“Nothing you’re not gonna see eventually,” you mumble, allowing him the excuse to peek a little before changing shirts.

“Mind if I take off my pants, too? Not the best for sleeping.”

“I don’t mind, as long as you’re wearing underwear,” you consent. He nods, discarding his pants in the same laundry pile before rejoining you in bed.

He turns the TV off before the lamp.

“Don’t be shy, now,” he teases, pulling you into his side.

“You didn’t seem the cuddling type.”

“Didn’t you say I was a secret softie?”

“I was a little less sober then,” you remind him in return.

“Fair enough,” he admits, and that’s the end of the conversation for the night.

The two of you sleep fitfully, but every time either of you wakes up, the other is there to snuggle and whisper reassurances. It’s as perfect as it can be in these circumstances, and while that’s not saying much, it says everything.

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