it’s no secret that there isn’t a TON to go off of when observing falin’s characterization (esp since she’s more of a tool for the narrative, and the personality that we do get from her is from other characters’ perspectives). but i’m very curious to know your thoughts on the “even if it means hurting someone else, i want you and my brother to live, marcille” part. imo, it’s probably the closest we’ve gotten to seeing her as flawed and deeper and more complex than we are initially led to believe.
plus i trust your analyses on these characters :)
ambrosiagourmet already did an analysis on that panel which was my basis for formulating falin's characterization when i was first getting into dungeon meshi and i honestly don't think it can be topped/ i really have nothing more to add to this:
"Going back the The Panel, I don't think its a coincidence that the only time we see Falin (well, non-chimera Falin) willing to do something that could hurt someone is when any potential pain will be far away from her. If she got someone hurt or killed by teleporting the party to the surface? Not only would it be far out of her sight, but she'd be dead before she had to deal with any consequences of that action."
"So many people that Falin loves have hurt her. There are understandable hurts, like Laios leaving the village, or Marcille not understanding the food. And there are bigger, far less justifiable hurts - like her parents neglecting her throughout her childhood, and sending her away to be alone at the magic academy.
It doesn't seem like Falin has ever confronted any of it directly."
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Jerry lifts his head and the world swirls dangerously around him. He grips onto the arm of the couch until the worst of the feeling passes, then smacks his dry mouth and tries to form it into words.
“Do you…” he trails off, rolling his tongue around his mouth before trying again. “Do you ever wonder about… having a vagina?”
Next to him, Rick snorts.
“Jerry, ‘wondering’ is what people who are too dumb or lame for ‘experiencing’ do.”
“Oh.”
Jerry is taken aback. He stares into space as his drunken brain stumbles its way through the logic.
“Wait. So are you saying…” he strains until he swears he can feel the cogs turning in his head. “You’ve ‘experienced’ having a vagina?”
“Impressive deduction, Jerry.” Rick’s sarcasm is obvious even through Jerry’s haze of inebriation.
“But…” Jerry flails his arms around as if they might be less clumsy than his words and nearly knocks a beer can off the coffee table. “You have a daughter.”
“If I didn’t, do you really think I’d be tolerating your presence?”
“That’s not what I mean.” Jerry gestures vaguely again. “How… how-”
“Ugh.” Rick drags a hand down his face and shoots a portal into the floor in front of him, shrugging himself off the couch and into it. Jerry stares blankly until Rick reappears in front of him with a disturbingly gelatinous purple gun.
Then, Rick drops his pants to reveal his dick and balls.
“Rick!” Jerry splutters, averting his eyes.
“Relax, Jerry, everyone else is asleep.”
Rick twists some sort of dial on the gun and aims it at his genitals, encasing them in a glowing light that obscures Jerry’s view for a few seconds. When it dies down, Rick’s penis is gone, replaced by a bush with the hint of labia poking out from the bottom. In Jerry’s astonishment, the first thought that comes to his brain is that the carpet does, in fact, match the drapes.
When he glances up to Rick’s face, he’s greeted with the exact same expression of unimpressed contempt Rick gives him in any other situation, with no hint that this situation is in any way unusual.
Rick clicks the dial one notch and Jerry’s attention snaps back to the gun. This time, Rick’s genitals revert back to their original form - or at least, Jerry assumes it’s their original form. He’s not familiar enough with Rick’s cock to know.
“Comprende?” Rick snarks.
Jerry nods mutely, his mouth hanging open.
Rick unceremoniously re-dresses and plops back down into the sofa, flicking on the TV and making a point of turning the volume up. Jerry takes this as a sign that the conversation is over.
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I’ve been rotating this idea over and over in my head but since I’m prone to genderbending fandoms I like or looking through the lens of their struggles in being transgender but -
How would the Royal Bastard or All the Bastards AU work if Regis was a woman?
One headcanon i personally have is that, in regards to Lucis Caelum women who love another women, the magic of the bloodline sort of adapted? So that a child could still potentially be conceived???
If they were to sleep with someone, and then that person slept with a man, part of the LC’s magic is sort of imprinted on them/their body - and if their fertile/ovulating/whatever, their magic is also imprinted on said egg.
Via wishy-washy Magic, regardless of the father, that baby is a Lucis Caelum and has two moms now, oops. The magic goes “Mine Now”. (My thought process is that, if Noctis can break down items to make poison elemental flasks, the magic literally mimicking the effect, then the magic can also mimic dna or something like that. Is six in the morning now and I didn’t sleep, so coherency is beyond me).
Alternatively, a more romantic (?) idea is of the couple’s body pressed tightly together - and through a sort of phenomenon like sharing one’s magic with another person, the Lucis Caelum imparts one of their eggs (I don’t know, warping? Ritual magic?? Unitentional Magic??? Maybe they have a breeding kink) into their partners body.
Just, bodies wrapped around each other and heads pressed together, and maybe - if they’re able to get married (or maybe barred from getting married) and wistfully talking of childbearing (if that’s something they want, looking into surrogates, what that might mean for the line of succession if they’re Crown whatever, etc, etc) - just pining for something that might be out of reach.
I don’t know maybe this is all science and weird, but the idea wouldn’t stop plaguing me so I dragged it here to drop at your inbox.
Sorry for writing so much, so I’ll end it here. If read this all the way through, have a cookie for reading this mess of sleep-deprived rambles.
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VERY INTERESTING if there is one thing I’m interested in its Gender Fuckery and Fuckery with Gender so I’m all here for Lady Regis
Also now I REALLY WANNA write a reveal thing with lady Regis who knew that there were some stories of queer couples in her bloodline being able to have children but didn’t think much of it until Ace shows up
Ace: uh
Regis: *error 113 queen not found*
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