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finn-nelson-for-the-win · 5 years

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The Good Life: Chapter 2

Hello, my lovelies! I’m really pleased to see that y’all seemed to like the initial chapter of this story and I’m really liking the way that this story is coming along as I’m writing it. It may take a little while for this story to get to the real fun stuff, but I promise that once we get a lot of the basic plot laid down in the first few chapters, this story will be a lot of fun to read, so please be patient.

Need to get caught up on the first chapter? The Good Life: Ch1

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The Good Life: Chapter 2

After adding another few songs to the queue on the digital jukebox next to the bar, Rae walked back to the table in the pub where the rest of her mates were sitting and arguing over something that had been said while she had stepped away from the table. “Ugh, I’m gonna be sick,” Archie scoffed as he turned away from the sight of Izzy and Chop kissing across the table from him, “please save me from this saliva-filled make out fest unfolding right in front of me!” “Oh Archie, let them have their fun! It’s just a little harmless kissing,” Rae replied with a chuckle as she took her seat at the end of the table next to Chloe. “Perhaps, but when you’re single and have no one to kiss it’s easy to feel left out of the fun.” Archie replied, receiving a chorus of agreement and reassurances from the rest of the table. Their conversations resumed as they continued drinking and catching up on what had been going on in their lives since the last time the gang all met up at the pub last month. “Oh yeah! I’ve been meaning to ask ya, Rae, how is the apartment search going?” Chloe asked when there was a lull in the conversation. “You’re looking for a new apartment? Is there something wrong with your current one?” Izzy asked in concern. “Yeah I’ve been looking for a new place to live since January. My current place is just too expensive and the location isn’t great for work and Uni, so I’m trying to find something closer.” “How’s it going then?” “Not great. For the area I’m looking at, the cost of a studio or one-bedroom are as much or more expensive than what I’m paying now. If I want to pay less money for the area I want to live in, I’ll need to find a roommate. I’ve been looking online and asking coworkers if them or their friends needed a roommate or anything, but I just don’t wanna get stuck living with some complete rando that I’ve never met, ya know?” Rae sighed and took a long sip of her drink before setting it back on the table. “Yeah, that makes sense,” Izzy replied.

“Do you need to find a roommate? What if you were able to find a place just for you where you could afford the rent?” Archie suggested.

“I suppose that would be an option, but I dunno...I’ve lived on my own for almost a year now and it has its benefits, but I don’t think I want to keep living all alone. It’s probably not good for me,” Rae added with a humorless chuckle.

“What do ya mean it’s not good for you?” Izzy asked quietly.

“So, what do you think you’re gonna end up doing?” Chloe asked a bit louder, leaving Izzy’s question to remain unanswered.

“My current lease ends in a bit over a month, so at this point I might end up just going with one of the few people I’ve met with already that seems halfway decent to be my roommate, since I don’t have much time left to be picky. I just wish that I knew someone that was looking for a roommate so it would take all of the weirdness of living with strangers away.” Rae said defeatedly as she gulped down the remainder of her drink.

A few seconds of silence passed between Rae and the rest of the gang, no one really knowing what to say, until the sound of a throat clearing distracted everyone from the dull roar of the other pub patrons around them. “I could be your roommate,” Finn said with a shrug as he reached forward to grab his pint off the table and take a drink. “You what?” Rae asked in surprise. “I said I could be your roommate, Rae. If you’d wanna have me as a roommate that is.” “I didn’t know you were looking to move out of your Da’s house, Finn!” Chop said.

“Yeah, where did that come from?” Archie added.

“I’ve been thinking about moving out and getting my own place for a while now, which is why I’ve been taking extra shifts at work, but I didn’t know when the right time was.”

“But why now, specifically? And how come I’ve never heard you mention anything about it until now? The last time I heard you say anything about moving out was when we were still in college and you were trying to prove that you could be independent and not rely on your da all the time,” Archie replied with an accusatory edge to his voice.

“Does it really matter how long I’ve been considering moving out? I didn’t mention anything because I haven’t really been looking for any specific places and I wanted to decide if I should live alone or with a roommate or a few roommates,” Finn replied defensively but he couldn’t stay upset for long before a smirk spread across his lips, “I’m sorry I didn’t ask ‘Uncle Archie’ permission to move out on my own.”

Everyone groaned at the mention of Archie’s old nickname for himself but the tension that had been present before had thoroughly dissipated. “Back to what we were talking about before...Would you wanna live with Finn, babes?” Chloe asked with her eyebrows raised in question.

“I don’t know...maybe? I’d prefer living with someone I know and I don’t have much time to find other people,” Rae turned her attention towards Finn more directly, “I think we get along well enough that we might actually make pretty decent roommates, don’t ya think?”

“I think so, yeah.”

“Okay, cool...well then, I guess I found myself a new roommate!”

The gang cheered and Finn gave Rae a small smile across the table, but Chloe sat beside Rae with her arms crossed and looking between her best mate and her best mate’s soon-to-be roommate with a look of uncertainty tinged with concern.

“That calls for a celebratory drink, don’t ya agree? I’ll go order us all another round!” Chop replied as he clapped Finn on the back and shot Rae a wink before walking away from the table to place their drink order.

When the gang had grown tired of the pub, they all decided to walk downtown to one of the few chip shops that would still be open this late at night. Archie stood at the door holding it open for the gang to walk into the chip shop, but Rae was stopped just as she approached the door.

“Hey, Rae! Can we chat out here for a minute? Just the two of us?” Chloe asked by placing a hand on Rae’s shoulder to gently pull her away from the rest of the gang.

“Uh sure,” Rae replied with a shrug as she walked back to stand beside Chloe.

“What did you wanna talk about, Chlo?”

“What the fuck just happened back there, babes?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well as of about an hour ago you were still struggling to find a roommate and now you’re planning to share an apartment with Finn?”

“Yeah, I guess so! It’s crazy how well that worked out, huh?”

“No kidding! It seems like it all worked out a little too well, if you ask me.”

“Oh, come on, Chloe!”

“No, Rae, I’m serious! Why is it that none of us have ever heard Finn mention moving out of his da’s house until tonight? Archie had a really good point. Why did he choose now of all times to move out?”

“I think you’re both reading way too much into all of this. I mean, what kind of ulterior motives could Finn have for asking to be my roommate?” Rae looked over and saw Chloe was about to speak but she waved a dismissive hand to stop her, “on second thought, I don’t wanna know.”

“I’m just looking out for you Rae.”

“I know, and I’m thankful for you trying to protect me, but I think you’re worried needlessly. It’s not like Finn is a total stranger. He’s been part of the gang since long before I joined and he and I are fairly decent mates. Even if we didn’t get along so well at first, we’ve gotten to know each other over the years and we get on really well now. I feel like of my possible roommates, he’s my best option.”

“I hope you’re right, Rae.”

“I have no idea what to expect from living with Finn or how this will all work, but I’m sort of okay with that. I’m looking forward to some much-needed change in my life!”

“Just know that I’ll always be just a call or text away if you need me. And I expect to be informed of any and all apartment decisions the two of you make during this whole process!”

“As if there was ever any question that I’d do that!” Rae replied with a roll of her eyes, “now come on! I’ve been craving some greasy fried food all week and there’s a plate of chips calling my name inside there!”

Chloe and Rae chuckled and shared a quick hug before the pair walked into the chippy and joined the rest of the gang at the table they were sitting at as they waited for the food they ordered to be prepared.

A/N: I’m fairly certain that exactly nobody was surprised to find out that Finn volunteered to be Rae’s roommate because if you all are anything like me, we’re all thirsty bitches and just love any type of scenario that puts Finn/Rae in the same settings hahaha. Both Chloe and Archie seem a bit unsure about Finn and Rae living together...do you think they know something that we don’t????

DUN DUN DUUUUNNNNN (sorry, I have a bit of a flair for the dramatic lol) Rest assured, this story will have a bunch of fun twists and turns based on some real life events, so hopefully this story won’t become too cliche.

I’m not sure if anyone noticed, but I’ve decided to start posting all of my writing on my AO3 account as well, since who knows how long Tumblr will stay afloat and I’ve used that site before and quite liked it. I’ll still be posting here on Tumblr, of course, but my goal is to at least have all my writing backed up on AO3 at some point just to be safe!

Anyways...until next time: Stay awesome, my friends! :)

#mmfd #my mad fat diary #mmfd fanfic #my mad fat diary fanfiction #my writing #finn-nelson-for-the-win #The Good Life #the good life: ch2

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illegiblewords · 5 years

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This will be coming up in queue later but I need to talk about this.

I’m fucking fascinated by Solus. Like there is no other word for it. One scene and I was basically watching him slackjawed going WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT THE FUCK.

WHAT THE FUCK.

Magnetic personality, loves the sound of his own voice, massive troll, a particularly bloody game of whack-a-mole waiting to happen...

All of these things are very much a draw, but on top of that I have some family line questions and ascian questions that I did not have previously and I feel like this might explain something?

For one. For ONE.

Solus fuckin’ boinked a chick at some point in the past and I’m willing to bet some serious cash that his line has spotty ascian trends cropping up. I’m pretty sure this is why Zenos just happened to inhabit some poor rando elezen. It might also contribute to his antisocial personality disorder symptoms too, frankly. Ascians seem to not quite follow the empathy thing in general so it might be hereditary as mental illness can be. It also wouldn’t shock me if being part Ascian and part Garlean resulted in kind of weird physical makeup tbh, which would explain why Zenos is confusingly strong and durable.

But on top of that I just... it didn’t really occur to me that sex was even a thing for Ascians. They’re body hopping red mask critters hellbent on bringing back the god of darkness, chaos, and jazz. But apparently they do reproduction sometimes?

???????????????????????????

And Varis has been aware of this for a while and idk if his uncle was aware of this too and was Zenos aware and ????????????????

Zenos also had to get resonance implanted though because he still couldn’t manipulate aether as a Garlean but then he also turned into a fucking dragon primal what are the metaphysics of this if he is also part Ascian???????????????

Are all Ascians Garlean or is Solus special??????

Is this why Varis has a funny shaped third eye? Did the gene skip him? Is Ascian a recessive trait?

Omg.

Is Zenos going to pull a weird if Elidibus tries to murder the Warrior of Light using his body because the Warrior of Light is his violence soulmate and is not allowed to be killed?

How many little Solus’s are running around? Is he the one tru ho among Ascians or does he have competitors?

How many times has Varis killed him so far?

How many times has anyone killed him so far?

THOSE POOR FUCKING GUARDS JESUS CHRIST.

But yeah what the fuck Solus.

#solus zos galvus #a prelude in violet #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #garlemald

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onesparrow · 6 years

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An essay on why Mama Mia is about a bunch of sirens and takes place in the same universe as Kingsman

Buckle your seatbelts kids, and let me tell why all the leading ladies in Mama Mia are sirens and how this applies to Kingsman. (and James Bond, sometimes)

So it’s the 80’s and Kingsman is keeping tabs on MI6, as they do, when they see that they’ve sent 007 to Greece of all places. Merlin assumes that this is because of the very bizarre reports they’ve been getting about possible mind control drugs, and when 007 is reported being seen with Donna (Meryl Streep), he sends Harry out under the guise of Harry Bright.

Off he goes, discovers that there are, in fact, no drugs, and comes back. All is fine and dandy, no one is any the wiser of the siren thing, and nothing happens for twenty years or so. But then Harry gets an invite to a wedding, Merlin catches wind that 007 is also going, and yeah that’s a little suspicious, so Harry gets sent back off to Greece.

“Remember that Harry Bright is not spontaneous and a dork,” Merlin reminds Harry as he ships him off.

Queue Mama Mia, the movie, and Harry getting dragged into a bunch of song and dance routines while Merlin makes sure to record every second for posterity. Merlin eventually figures out that it’s not mind control drugs, it just so happens that Donna and Co are sirens and are much more powerful in numbers than they are on their own. Both Donna and Sophie are a good deal stronger than Donna’s friends, but that’s neither here nor there. They also have zero interest in using their powers for any purpose except for seducing the occasional person and throwing really wild parties. So he tells Harry to ride it out, which is why Harry pays for part of the wedding (with Kingsman money), and also claims to be 1/3 of Sophie’s dad even though there is no way that she’s his because Kingsman has all their agents on birth control. Even though there is nothing worth seeing (from a Kingsman perspective), Merlin has Harry stay for the rest of the wedding, James Bond gets married, and Harry has a brief fling with that Greek dude because why the hell not.

Merlin does a bit more research on sirens, and discovers the following;

Sirens are pack/school/pod whatever creatures and their powers are amplified in a group setting. The more of them there are, the more convincing they are, and can pretty much get entire crowds to join in. Since humans are also group based creatures, once there's a large enough group doing an activity, others are likely to jump in even if they aren't as easily effected. (like in flash mobs! there's always randos joining in)

Their powers are centred in suggestion, and since song is a really great way to get people to remember things, singing always works best for sirens. Plus makes it easier for other sirens to be in sync, vs just shouting things at random.

While sirens did use to bash ships onto rocks and lead men to their deaths, they only did so to protect their own territory. But now there’s laws against that, and also things like wifi. Sirens like youtube videos of baby animals just as much as the rest of us.

Sirens can’t really use their powers on each other; it’s just very tempting for other sirens to join in when they’re singing. There’s a certain pull there, but it’s easily resisted.

The siren gene is passed down on the mother's side, but not all sirens are female; there are male sirens, but they're a lot rarer just since there is a guarantee that female offspring will be sirens, but there's only a 50/50 shot that the male one will be. Female offspring are also more common, occurring 75% of the time.

And now let’s get back to Kingsman under the cut.

Because you know who is a siren? Michelle Unwin, that’s who. I have evidence for this, but we’ll get to that later so bear with me. Like I said before, sirens are highly social, group based creatures; so when Michelle fell in love with Lee, it was VERY difficult for her to leave her family. But she loved him, there were tearful goodbyes and promises to visit the little coastal town she was from, but it wasn't on any main rail lines and they were busy with baby Eggsy and then Lee had to go off and join Kingsman and die. So while Michelle used to sing to Eggsy when he was a baby, she gets too depressed after Lee’s death and is trying to keep the two of them afloat, so she stops singing entirely.

Once Dean comes around, Michelle hasn't sung in years, because any songs of grief she would have sung for Lee would have been group based, as all siren songs are, and she hasn't been around any other sirens in years. She's too buried in her grief to consider going back to her family, and has lost contact anyhow, and then she meets Dean and she’s stuck there.

She's not 100% certain that Eggsy is a siren, but she forbids him from ever singing along with anything. Probably under the guise of 'Dean will hate it' or something, maybe even going as far as to telling him that Dean had complained about the quality of his voice (which is MASSIVELY taboo in siren culture, to tell another siren that their singing voice isn't up to par; that's just not a thing. It's not something you can ever say with any breadth of kindness) Eggsy is a good kid though, so he doesn't sing, even when he gets the urge.

He doesn’t sing at all until Daisy is born, and even then he’ll only sing when it's just the two of them, and only when she's upset. But even then it's super quietly, and only bits and pieces of a song. Daisy will always calm down when he sings, will just stare up at him and wave her tiny fists around happily or just go to sleep. Since Daisy is female, she’s for sure a siren (it's why Michelle was so terrified, when she called Eggsy in hysterics and demanded he come home from the army; she couldn't protect a baby from Dean by herself if she started to show her abilities). Singing and talking happens around the same time for baby sirens, and in the same way you can't forbid a baby from screaming or crying, you can’t forbid them to start singing if they get the urge. Since Eggsy sings to her, sometimes, she still has that social aspect that keeps the siren powers ‘awake’, even if it's weak. So her cries don't bring everyone running, but it does keep Dean and his men from trying to do anything unfortunate to keep her quiet. Sometimes they'll start to push past it, but once they get close enough to her crib she'll shriek loud enough that the 'back off' message is just strong enough to get them to leave her alone. Even baby sirens aren't helpless.

Side note; sirens have larger lung capacities which they use for singing, and are great swimmers because their preferred habitats are islands and they’d swim out to crash ships to protect them. Which is why Eggsy can hold his breath so long in that water test in comparison to the others.

Here’s how this ties back in properly to Kingsman; Valentine’s tech were based off of siren song. Originally, they were trying to reproduce it to the point so they could, like sirens, suggest a specific idea. That proved to be too complex though, so they settled for just suggesting a certain emotion, and then amp that frequency the hell up. So when the devices go off, Michelle has been suppressing her siren abilities for a solid seventeen years or so, so she gets drawn into it though. Daisy though? Daisy has been using it on and off, and she’s nearly a toddler when V-Day happens. Toddlers are entirely capable of the feeling of anger, and at the very least she should be throwing a temper tantrum, but instead she just sits in the bathroom and gets upset while her mother goes berserk and tries to murder her. Latent siren powers, huzzah!

Anywho, the rest of the Kingsman film goes as scripted, Eggsy becomes Gwaine, Harry comes back from the dead, neither Roxy nor Merlin die, Eggsy does not move out of Harry’s house, time passes, Harry and Eggsy get together, etc etc. I should mention that I have not seen Mama Mia 2 yet so we’re just going to ignore everything that happens there, but Harry gets an invite to Greece. Merlin insists that not only does he need more data points on siren abilities, especially post V-Day, Harry needs a vacation, and MI6 is there so he has to go. Harry points out that James Bond lives there with Donna, and therefore it doesn’t count as MI6 having a presence. Harry argues until Merlin mentions he’ll be sending Eggsy with him as backup, and suddenly Harry is thrilled to see his 1/3 daughter.

Both Eggsy and Harry work on some resistance training against siren song best they can, which is pretty easy because Harry has been actively been working on it since V-Day. Meanwhile Eggsy is a. stubborn as all hell b. has spent nearly his whole life resisting the urge to sing, which is half of the deal. They get to Greece, and Sophie IMMEDIATELY takes a shine to Eggsy, and is absolutely thrilled that Harry found someone to be happy with. Eggsy thinks Sophie is great, and that dorky Harry Bright is adorable. After the first few days though Eggsy is fairly stressed because he’s surrounded by several very powerful sirens and keeps resisting their siren songs, AND Harry keeps getting viciously hit on by everyone. I mean they're hitting on Eggsy too, but he doesn't notice because he's too busy being territorial; there is a very tan Greek man who keeps making doe eyes at Harry because they shacked up last time. (fun fact, greek dude from Mama Mia is also a siren, Merlin is cackling in the background)

The power keeps building as the third day goes around, and that night is when the party REALLY starts. Sirens feed off of group emotions, which is why they’re always so quick to cheer each other up, since otherwise you can end up bumming out everyone in the vicinity. It’s also one of the reasons that Valentine’s tech worked so well; the more people got involved, the more powerful it got. Anyways, by that point Eggsy’s jealousy has built and he’s fairly worn down by the constant barrage of “let’s throw a rager and flirt with everything that moves” mood the sirens have been throwing off the entire day. So when the karaoke thing starts, and Sophie goads him into doing a song, Eggsy is like “Yeah fuck it who cares if my voice is shit I am getting my ass up there here goes”.

Meanwhile Harry is also concerned because he’s been living with Eggsy for a year now and has never heard him sing, not even at Daisy’s birthday party where everyone sang and he just mumbled along. So he’s viciously texting Merlin about how he thinks that Eggsy has been effected and is going to make a fool of himself or something against his will, and please delete the recording as soon as it’s over, and then never bring it up. In the meantime Eggsy has vaulted up onto the stage, still stubborn and scowling, but once he gets up there he realises that he’s on a makeshift stage and has never sung anything before in his life. But he commits, because Sophie is giving him a thumbs up, and he’s not going to climb back off the stage now, is he?

Sophie puts on ‘Lay All Your Love On Me’ and while Eggsy is a little shy for the opening line or two, by the time the chorus starts he’s completely into it. By the second chorus the rest of the sirens have joined in, and Eggsy has jumped off the stage so that he can confidently put himself in Harry’s lap and is generally radiating such a strong ‘back the FUCK off’ vibe that he’s cleared a good sized circle around them. Donna is thrilled and is shouting things like “YOU TELL EM BOY” and Sophie is cackling because she’s placed bets on whether or not Eggsy had siren blood in him and will be collecting good money that night.

Harry is entirely shocked at first, and Merlin is 50% thrilled because this will be so useful and 50% pissed off because how did they not know about this earlier?!

The rest of the trip goes very well, aside from some shenanigans about whether or not James Bond is James Bond (Harry and Eggsy both swear that they’ve met James Bond, but Eggsy insists that that’s not him, because James Bond is blonde and blue eyed and together with MI6’s version of Merlin, and that’s how they figure out that James Bond is as much of a title as Galahad is), Sophie and Eggsy bond and she gives him a bunch of super secret siren tips that Merlin really wishes he hadn’t overheard. There’s singing, there’s dancing, etc etc.

Once Merlin gets over the things he heard and Eggsy and Harry get back to HQ, he already has a bunch of tests for Eggsy lined up. Which is how Eggsy and Roxy get locked in a sound proof room while Merlin hangs out on the other side of a sheet of soundproof glass with a mic and a cup of tea while Eggsy tries to get Roxy to join in on a duet of a Spice Girls song. That then inspires Merlin, and Eggsy finds himself staring down Roxy saying "tell me what you want, what you really really want" in various intonations to see if they could possibly use Eggsy's abilities as a truth serum. ((The answer is no, in part because Roxy can’t stop laughing))

They discover that Eggsy's powers mostly extend to people who are either susceptible to a good mental push (like drunk people, or those of particularly weak constitutions) or people who are letting themselves be pushed (like Harry, if they're alone and he's feeling like indulging Eggsy's brattiness). But as Merlin puts it "Unless we have an influx of targets hanging out in karaoke bars or greek islands, I don't know that it'll come up often”.

Oh and when they need more recruits Eggsy nominates Sophie. She’s been taught to fight by James Bond in the past few years so she has a leg up there, but she passes with flying colours and joins Kingsman.

Anyways thanks for coming to my TED talk on why Harry Bright is just Harry Hart’s cover and Eggsy and the ladies from Mama Mia are all sirens.

#kingsman #hartwin #mama mia #this is the most ridiculous thing i have ever thought up probably #harry hart #eggsy unwin #i've been thinking about this for months #it's so self indulgent #anyways we just need more eggsy singing #and why not make him a siren #my stuff

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elevanetheirin · 7 years

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Queue the hate anon’s and reblogs.

Ok, here’s how I see the Chantry explosion in Kirkwall, at least the first time I played DA2. Keep in mind that I went pro mage and was SOOOO pissed at the beginning of DA:I because it appeared that “the Inquisition of Old” was actually all about oppressing mages again and I was like WTF all that work and now you’re saying the mages SHOULD be hunted and shit?

Anyway. The rando blood mages in Kirkwall aside from Decimus are predominantly from a specific rogue order or wackos. Meaning 99% of the mages who are SUPPOSED to be in Kirkwall are just your typical mage.

Meredith and the Templar order were already out of order and extreme on their treatment of mages even before the Deep Roads expedition, the idol and further in just brought it all to a head. Even if the Chantry rejected Alrik’s idea, they continued to allow Alrik to be a Templar in a city with a Knight-Commander who despised mages. If you side with Meredith she will tell you the story of her sister and how her sister accidentally set their house on fire or something and killed her family, therefore ALL mages are a threat even if they don’t know it. A common belief in Thedas. Karas is out looking for the Starkhaven mages and he wants to kill them because they DARED to attempt to leave. Even though HE doesn’t know about Decimus. There are Templars through out Meredith’s command who are deciding that anyone who is kind to a mage should be put to death. The whole city is freaking insane and on top of that you have the mages Leliana says are a rogue off shoot of one of the fraternities .

Meanwhile you have Grand Cleric Elthina, who isn’t just in charge of Kirkwall but as the codex states is in charge of a region/district as a Grand Cleric and is just under the Divine in chain of command. She’s doing NOTHING. Absolutely nothing to help ease the tension with the mages and the Templars. She’s standing around waiting for the Maker to decide, but she’s supposed to be the Maker’s supposed chosen and speaks for the Maker. So her choice is to let Meredith go too far, which she admits she’s too harsh, but that Orsino isn’t helping matters with his vocal-ness.

In Kirkwall, Anders/Justice is right. There is no compromise. We spent like 6 years in Kirkwall waiting for someone to step in and do SOMETHING. Meredith has now gone from a let the Templars do what ever they like to mages because it’s what they deserve to ruling the entire city and being even MORE insane since the idol was added to her sword.

When Anders blew up the Chantry, I am not going to lie, I fucking Cheered. Yes, people died, but you know what? People were dying all over Kirkwall because of the treatment of the mages and ANYONE they knew or loved. Refugees in Darktown were starving while the Chantry and the city did nothing but continue to harbor hate and discourse between the refuges and the citizens of Kirkwall. 6 years in and you’re still called a Dog Lord. The Templar Order was shit in Kirkwall, the person who was supposed to be in control of the Templar Order based on Chantry rule (Elthina) was doing fuck all and the mages were all being punished. In Act 3 if you listen in the Gallows, Templars and Tranquil talk about how Meredith has called to Val Royeaux for the Right of Annulment. LONG before Anders blew up the Chantry. She was already planning to Annul the Circle because of things mages OUTSIDE the Chantry were doing. She wasn’t even worried about punishing the Templars for their attempt to oust her, other than firing them but the mages, the mages had to die.

The whole while Elthina is refusing to act, she’s refusing to even contact the Divine and tell her the truth. Elthina asks you to LIE to Leliana so there won’t be an exalted march, but she doesn’t tell you to mention that Meredith is at fault. Even in DAI Cassandra states that while there were issues in Kirkwall the Knight-Commander’s actions brought it to a head.

So fucking yes I agree with Anders. All the rest of Thedas aside, Kirkwall was a fucked up city with fucked up rulers and fucked up Chantry personnel. It’s a damn shame that people within the city died, but let’s be honest, why were those lives so much more important than the lives of the Mages in the Circle? Children are there too, and Mage refugees within the Circle from at least 2 other Circles. If someone had DONE something it would be a different story but NOTHING was being done. The deaths of those didn’t out weigh the deaths that were coming even if Anders hadn’t blown up the Chantry. Meredith had already...called..for..the..right of annulment. The Chantry explosions was an excuse to move ahead without waiting for the approval of Val Royueax the fact that she chooses to annul the circle even if you kill Anders, and even if you side with her only proves she was looking for a reason to do so and the Templars all go along with it until she wants to kill the Champion, not because she wants to kill MAGES but because she wants to kill ONE SINGLE PERSON named Hawke. (Cullen refuses to kill the mages if you side with the Templars but only once he issues the command to NOT kill the mages to the Templars stand down. Not a single other Templar questions the murder of innocent mages simply because the Knight-Commander says they should)

That’s all...

again...queue the hate

*note even though I just played I can’t remember exactly how many years from the time you get to Kirkwall until the end of the game, 6yrs was an estimation I do not need it to be corrected. Thank you*

#Chantry Explosion #Dragon Age 2 #Anders #Meredith #Elthina #Karas #Alrik

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petitalbert-blog · 7 years

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So I'm still - still! - having panic attacks and self harm incidents courtesy of being harassed by the tradcraft mean girls last month, and it's bumming me out. (Don't send unprovoked insults and attacks to strangers; you don't know what they are going through or how it will affect them.) It's feeding into a lot of thinking I'm doing at the moment about the broken promise of the internet. How it does do all this cool stuff like link me with ideas and strangers and make me feel a part of global communities and invested in all sorts of people doing odd stuff. And yet also, it's always at the risk of assholes showing up and shredding you, and there's nothing you can do to prevent that. I think pagan tumblr has an especially bad crowd, but just in this last month I've put up with the same bullshit from like - my ferret forum. My origami forum. My artist trading card community. None of these are me picking fights with people, they're just people deciding that it's fun to stir shit with strangers on the basis of a 100 word post. The last time this happened badly, I had been out of the crisis ward for 2 days - so I messaged the person to say look, this isn't on, I don't want this kind of interaction online and they said "sorry im just tired" as if I wasn't still vomiting every time I consumed liquid. Part of the frustration for me is, for abuse related reasons, I know how badly this stuff fucks me up and have spent the last few years trying to change my relationship with the web to minimise it - I've unfollowed everyone who does it, stepped back from political blogs and conversations which tend to invite this kind of assholery, unfollow or block people instead of disagreeing with them, ghost-blocked a tonne of irl friends who behave like this online, and dumped anyone whose behavior extends to this in person. But no one can really stop drive-by hostility coming to find you. I'm thinking a lot about the Internet As Abuser. Bear with me. I find it hard to differentiate between voices on the internet, as I think most people do. You're not interacting with faces, just with text. I open my inbox and I don't know if I'm going to find supportive and kind messages from strangers, or strangers screaming in my face and telling me to die. Funnily enough, I'm frightened of reading my notes. Have been for years now. It's a pervasive sense of unsafety. It's the same person being unpredictably a source of comfort and a source of terror. It's not being able to defend yourself against it in any meaningful sense. Most of the people I chat to on tumblr are cool people who are lowkey my friends and who I've learnt a lot from. And three three or four times a year You know, it's just so normal. I've actually got a bit in my about where I say "please don't send me hate mail", but obvs no one takes the time to read that. It's normal to treat strangers like this and, if you're a really cool witch, it also boosts your "no one fucks with me" cred and nets you followers. Boy do I love being used as a box others use to clamber on top of. It's also mirroring problems I'm having in real life. Like, I'm afraid to leave the house or go anywhere or talk to anyone because I'm afraid of being attacked. So I spend a lot of time socialising on the internet instead where I - I'm too afraid to read my notes or my inbox or interact with anyone because I'm afraid of being attacked. I'm thinking about "creepy bus stop randos" as a comparable model for internet harassment and how to end it. To wit: three or four times a month ill be on a bus and some bloke will decide we are going to have a conversation, deliberately misread my body language, and saying "please go away and leave me alone" only makes things worse. Comparable in the sense that: 1) being in public is not consent to have conversations with you and 2) the onus is on the person starting the conversation to figure out whether their conversationee is into this kind of interaction and, if you're not sure, err on the side of not doing it. and 3) If the person seems to be uncomfortable, back off rather than inviting all your mates to have a go. I can't opt out of strangers getting in my personal space online or irl, and it bothers me a lot. I don't leave the house most days. And online, it causes problem like - far from hating creatives, I'm literally a full time working artist and author reliant on the web for work, except I'm too frightened to answer my work email or even look at it, and to update my brand blog or insta, and interact with people as I'm supposed to; I'm too frightened to work, but one can't opt out of the internet and be an artist these days. So it goes. My attitude is supposed to be "oh just ignore bullies and do your own thing", but like - this is the third time this week I've been alone and had this panic attack and ended up bloody. It's absolutely a Problem, a problem without end. Like, I don't have a good relationship with the web. I know that. It's just unavoidable; people in my life don't take requests like "I need zero access to the internet" seriously, and you need it to do anything nowadays. This is what happened for me in political environments too. For a while it was like - I hate how all the loudest voices here are mean bitches, I'm going to try and model a kinder sort of politics - and now it's just - I don't care about the collective, and if people want to create a mean environment then they deserve it. I just want the world to leave me alone. This is just the latest in a long series of hobbies and communities and environments where you're welcome only so far as you don't step out of line, and you accept people being mean without complaint. I don't want my existence to be series of standing up to bullies, I want people to be kind as a matter of course. I think this is a roundabout way of saying I'd like to start an old school blog and start putting my posts there instead. There's a post on my queue which I don't know is posted yet or not about the internet of my youth, how 90s html website culture and 00s blogger/WordPress culture were slower, quieter and more generous than the speed and the nastiness of interactive social media like tumblr and so forth. Those older blogging forms were shouting into the dark - you rarely got responses or knew who was reading, and as much as I love the interactions I have with friends online and the support I've had from strangers, I actually don't think that is enough compared to the constant, constant, constant terror the dark side of internet comms has for me. (Even livejournal - batshit as that was - had more ability to wall your content and make rules about interaction in your space than here.) It's my birthday today and all I've done is cry, and cut, and hyperventilate because a small power-hungry clutch of internet bullies have worked out that being performatively mean for their followers is a great way to drive traffic to their content and self-validate the power of their craft by having a fan club and picking on people who can't fight back. I can't get the feeling of panic out of my skin; I can't differentiate the voices on the internet enough to feel like 6 billion people on the planet all hate me personally, and that everyone I encounter is just waiting for an excuse to use me or hurt me or get the knives out; I can't face participating in another club or hobby or trying to meet new people because it's just going to be this same thing where everyone is nice until you get targeted by the big kids and have to accept it or leave; this is my 18th year in therapy, and there's nothing promising on the horizon to help me cope with these fears any better. But like, that's just humans for you.

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busyfish · 7 years

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Nerd alert

So I play world of Warcraft.

Like pretty seriously.

I follow class metas, spend a lot of time on the ptr, sim my gear, parse on dummies, min max, and I’m in a progression raiding guild.

As a matter of fact I’ve been like into that sort of thing since I was a teenager.

I was even into competitive pvp in the other mmo I used to play and was super focused on my mmr and my leaderboard spot.

Like I even cried the season that I was in the running for top 96 when I was 4th best scoundrel instead of 3rd because I couldn’t spend the last 3 hours of the season grinding games like the dude that just edged ahead of me.

The way it worked was the top 3 rated players of each class in the game got like uniquely recognized for the season.

Only 96 players in the whole region could get the reward and I missed out by like 18 mmr.

So I take this stuff really seriously.

(Maybe too seriously but I digress)

So tomb of sargeras has been the most frustrating experience for me this xpac.

Legion hasn’t been kind to our guild but it wasn’t nearly as bad as this raid tier.

We lost both our tanks, our back up tank and 2 of our regular dps all around the time we started heroic progression.

Normally losing like a person or two isn’t so bad because we can fill those spots with randos and keep on.

As a matter of fact, one of our regulars was formally a rando who kept showing up for our raid night and hanging out in discord.

But this time we lost not one but 2 tanks.

And though losing the back up tank as well sucked, she was kind of bad and greedy with loot so it wasn’t too bad.

Anyhow starting a random group without tanks is miserable.

Not only were we losing about an hour of our 3 hour raid time to waiting for tanks to pop up, but if anything went wrong (this was progression time so like it wasn’t an easy ride through the raid) most people would give up and we’d have to sit in queue and wait for another fill in.

This raid is so mechanically focused too that having good and alert tanks is a necessity to getting through the instance in a timely and clean manner.

Also, the last 2 bosses hit so fucking hard, you really need to be on your toes if you’re not like absurdly overgeared. Or a bear tank. Bear tank is dumbstrong.

Anyway I’ve been a rogue for the vast majority of the tier.

I normally dps. It’s just what I do. It’s what I’ve always done.

It’s just the most interesting part of the game to me because there’s so much behind the scenes you can do to like really make the most of your damage contribution.

However I did play a Druid, though a moonkin, for most of emerald nightmare and nighthold so I had a decently geared Druid that could maybe tank.

So I decided to do it.

I was really nervous because I haven’t tanked in like 5 years.

I also don’t talk in discord and I was worried I’d cause issues with that.

But surprisingly I can macro most of what needs to be communicated in the game and we actually started progressing really quickly after i and one of our healers made the reroll to tanks.

However, I was really bored with the bear and I didn’t like playing moonkin in the mythic plus we were doing.

So I decided to play my rogue for mythic plus and then log into my Druid for raiding.

And let me tell you, that was so stressful to me.

Having to keep up with like 5 gear sets and like leveling my artifact on 2 different characters, which required me to log in and play 2 different characters, do all the same quests on 2 different dudes, it was just draining.

And it was really causing me not to enjoy the game.

I pvp on horde casually but I have a really geared paladin that I just love.

I love her so much. Retribution is really fun and it’s fairly competitive.

So I thought oh hey, maybe I should reroll to paladin and tank the raids in prot and then just swap to Ret for dungeons.

Instantly, I was enjoying the game again.

I didn’t have to repeat all the same stuff to progress my character because I could share gear, artifact power and all that stuff on just my paladin.

Ret and prot even have the same stat priority.

Anyway, this is the last week of tomb of sargeras.

This is the last week or get the ahead of the curve achievement that’s removed from the game next Tuesday.

It’s not like a huge deal but it’s something that matters to me and it mattered to my guild because we’ve had so many issues with our roster.

We wanted to still be able to say we finished the raid on heroic before it was gone.

And last night on our first real night to devote to the final boss, we killed it.

I even got my soul of the high lord legendary ring after defeating the boss.

I’m really really glad that we got this achievement and that thankfully this last raid should go so much smoother since both me and my other tank won’t flake out.

We’ve been in the same guild together since the other game we used to play.

I’ve known these people for years and it’s been really neat to like sort of have a space to like not feel like a total weirdo and make small accomplishments like this.

Anyway, I’m pretty happy.

I know that like this been long winded and like probably doesn’t make a lot of sense to a lot of people but I feel pretty accomplished.

And I’m glad I was able to like make a big contribution to our poor little guild.

#wow rambling #world of warcraft #lots of words

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ffxivtankitude · 7 years

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Why?

So I queue up for 50/60’s as a Warrior and I get Amdapor Keep. No big deal, figured I’d take it slow since I hadn’t tanked this place legit in a loooooong time. Pull the first group, stun the one that is trying to summon and the healer runs ahead and says “Pls pull more than one group” So I was like okay whatever and I take the mobs into the hallway and grab the second group. Again in chat I see “Pls pull more” from the healer to which I reply “I’m not comfortable pulling more than this cause I don’t have a lot of tanking experience” I have PLD to 70 and WAR to 59 so I’m not that great at warrior cause I’ve been doing PotD. The healer runs ahead of me and pulls everything in the hallway and the next room back to me and I’m forced to take everything off of her and try to survive. I’m popping cooldowns, Holmgang, Anticipation and Convalescence to try and stay alive. After the pull I start getting irritated and mentioned that I wasn’t okay with her running ahead and pulling more to which she replies “Too bad, pull more to make this go faster” Now I’m normally not a petty person but I wasn’t in the greatest mood today cause of some personal stuff going on so I decided to start being petty. I pulled 2 groups at a time that I knew I could handle and what ever the healer ran a head of me and grabbed I’d leave alone, even after my group was dead. She started getting mad and yell at me in chat about how terrible of a tank i was and how i don’t deserve to tank if i’m going to do stuff like that. So I just let her drag what ever she pulled to me and not take it off of her. We finished the dungeon with her swearing at me telling me to “kill myself and unsub”. I love rando’s so much… >.>

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All that this makes me do is go: WHHHHHYYYYYYY!?

Cause seriously, why can’t people understand that their tank isn’t comfortable with doing somethings? Especially when they’ve already made it pretty damn clear that they aren’t comfortable doing anything more? You’re not alone in this kind of treatment either, Rose and I get it a lot, but since Rose is my healer she doesn’t pull this stunt with me, DPS do though.

But that’s beside the point, this healer is a total bitch and a half for pulling that bullshit with you. I’m sorry you had to endure her stupidity. Hopefully you reported her for harrassment since that is literally what that was, especially when she started to tell you to kill yourself because you wouldn’t endulge her e-peen fueled ego.

- Mod Myth/Blade

#FFXIV #Tank horror story #submission

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ghosty-schnibibit · 7 years

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AAAAAAAAAA LIVEBLOG AAAAAAAAAA

i am... so scared and so excited oh my god. i feel like i'm gonna cry i'm so freaked out. i've only been in this fandom for about four months but it's been a blast guys, i love all of you so much

well that was really cryptic

aww sterling :’(

battlefest!!!

KLARG KLARG KLARG YEEEEEAH

GRAHAM HOLY FUCK, JESS YES

wait so everyone knows now??? holy shit that's amazing

AND THE FEAR IS GONE

EVERYONE KNOWS JOHANN'S MUSIC NOW, I'M... MY BABY ; _ ;

I'M SCREAMING THIS MUSIC IS AMAZING, I HAVE NOT FELT THIS KIND OF EXCITEMENT SINCE THE FIRST TIME I WATCHED CASCADE

WHAT NO

FISHER AND JUNIOR OH NO

travis can always be counted on for levity in dramatic times and i appreciate that a lot

"nothin much lizard"

oh no oh no oh no

THE ROYAL BEASTS OH MY GOD

FIGHT! THAT! BEAR!

griffin you're gonna rip my fuckin heart out aren't you

the bear sounds vaguely like gundren lol

"like a safe word or...?" PFFFFF

i love that travis is staying true to young ipre magnus being a bit of a cocky bastard

taako time, woohoo

lup my baby omg

YES PORTAL THEORY IS CORRECT, YEEEAH

god they’re so fucking cute with each other, i love these twins so much

PLEASE OPEN THE ASTRAL PLANE AND GET TO KRAVITZ PLEASE

YAY :D

JUSTIN PLEASE DON'T FUCK UP THIS ROLL

YEEEEEAH THANK YOU RANDOM NUMBER GOD

OH NO

OH NO NO NO NO NO

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

GRIFFIN I AM SO WORRIED FOR MY SON

UPSY???

"STRANGE AND DEMENTED MONSTER" WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THANK YOU ISTUS

FUCKING OVERWATCH I'M SCREAMING

WHAT IS THIS, WHAT THE FUCK

"i know, i know, listen" oh my god what the fuck is this griffin what the literal fuck

"i am pretty well fucked" SAME

"I KNOW WHO YOU ARE" AAAAAAAAAAAAA

I'M SCREAMING THE FUCKING TACO PLOT

and now we cut to merle

this is so fuckin cute i'm dying

merle are you just forgetting the whole "kiss my ass you sanctimonious bastard" thing or are you really that forgiving

JOHNNY BOY

merle i love you so much

"i'm not really in charge here anymore" what the fuck

oh my god what the fuck

"i needed to say goodbye to someone" oh my god i'm gonna cry

OLD FRIEND AAAAAAAAAA

OH I NEED TO DRAW THIS SO BAD

what in the world is chess thing, i feel like this has a lot of significance that i'm not grasping yet

aaand we're back to magnus

OH SHIT NO PLEASE LET MY GIRLS BE OKAY PLEASE

MAGNUS MY BABY BOY I LOVE YOU PLEASE BE OKAY

"you see gratitude in the fading light in his eyes" :’(

"HELP" I'M SCREAMING

AVIIIII YES YES YES

NO DOGS ON THE MOON AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HOLY SHIT WE ALL THOUGHT THE MAN WREATHED IN FLAMES WAS GUNDREN AND IT WAS JUST A RANDO IN A TACO TRUCK WHAT THE FUCK

WAIT IS THIS THE FUCKIN BOND HE MADE IN TESSARALIA

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT A TACO IS" I AM LOSING MY SHIT

OH MY FUCKING HELL ISTUS WHAT THE FUCK

i was legit worried griffin was going to teach me how to make a taco step by step for the next ten minutes

i have spent the last five minutes dying of laughter and crying what the absolute shit, griffin what the fuck i love this

ISTUS IS THE ENTIRE AUDIENCE R/N

WONDERLAND ROUND THREE YES YES YES YES YES

I AM SCREAMING SO MUCH OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK

JUSTIN LAUGHING IS SO GREAT

LUP OH MY GOD

"OH YOU DON'T NEED TO ROLL FOR THAT SON" YEEEEEAH

KRAVITZ KRAVITZ KRAVITZ YEEEEEEEEEES

whoop, back to merle now

this is so sweet, i feel like this is just clint being really mushy and i love it

oh shit, this is sad as fuck

welp, i'm really scared for merle right now

OH SHIT IS JOHN DOING A HEEL FACE TURN???

NOPE NOPE NOPE THIS IS SCARY AS SHIT NO NO NO NO NO

"alright" GRIFFIN PLEASE DON'T KILL NATURE DAD PLEASE NO

MERLE PLEASE REMEMBER THE ISTUS REWIND BALL PLEASE

YEEEEEEEEEEAH PAN IS BACK YES

ZONE OF TRUTH

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING OH MY GOD

I'M FUCKING DEAD

"HEY BOSS" M E R L E

I LOVE THIS OH MY GOD

"YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MY MERLE" :’)

WAIT ONE FUCKING MINUTE... THERE'S GOING TO BE ANOTHER PART OF THE FINALE??? HOLY FUCKING SHIT THIS ISN'T THE END END???? OH MY GOD I'M SO EXCITED

what's about to happen griffin

this music is scaring the shit out of me

OH MY GOD MAVIS AND MOOKIE NO

NO NO NO DON'T YOU DARE KILL MAVIS, NOT MY BABY

THE TREE THE TREE THE TREE

I KNOW THAT MUSIC QUEUE ANYWHERE

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

SLOANE AND HURLEY YES YES YES

OH MY FUCKING GOD OH MY GOD YES YES YES HE BROUGHT THEM BACK!!! HE BROUGHT MY GIRLS BACK!!!!! YES YES YES YES YES THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING

thank you travis once again for the levity

KILLIAN I LOVE YOU

noelle what the fuck are you doing

NOELLE NO

"no one deserved it more than you" MAGNUS I'M GOING TO CRY

i’m... noelle my baby ; _ ;

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"I DON'T WANT IT TO BE COLD AND WEIRD" K R A V I T Z

I'M FUCKING SCREAMING THIS IS THE BEST FUCKING THING EVER I'M FUCKING DYING

KRAV MY BABY I'M JUST

JUSTIN WHY DO YOU HAVE TO RIP MY HEART OUT EVERY DAMN EPISODE I AM JUST SOBBING

i literally just walked around my room cleaning random shit for about 15 minutes because i was too scared to continue listening

GRIFFIN "I'M GONNA GIVE THE GAYS EVERYTHING THEY WANT" MCELROY

LUP I LOVE YOU

HE MADE A DEAL WITH LEGION!!! I KNEW IT!!!!!

OH MY GOD FUCKIN... TAAKO I FUCKIN LOVE YOU

LUP OMG

the mentel image of merle fuckin care-bear staring the hunger with his eye is hilarious beyond words

CASSIDY FUCK YEAH

YAAAAAY OMG ALL THE FAVES ARE BACK

"i gotta conjure up my byork voice" griffin ilu

OOOOOH MORE OF THE PROPHESY

"well, that's a big boy" ROSWELL

THAT'S THE PURPLE WORM MUSIC OH MY GOD

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING THE PURPLE WORMS OH MY GOD

THIS IS THE MOST AMAZING THING I'VE EVER HEARD IN MY LIFE GRIFFIN THIS IS AMAZING

"i fought a big bear" oh magnus

"saw my boyfriend" taako i love you more than life

"i like that guy" MERLE ARE YOU FORGETTING THE WHOLE CRYSTAL ARM THING

"i thought he died" ANGO

lucas i love you oh my god

oh my god this is so fucking cool

davenport no oh my god

LUCRETIA LUCRETIA LUCRETIA

THEY NEED TO SEVERE THE BONDS AROUND THE HUNGER

I AM GOING TO CRY SO MUCH I WANT THIS HAPPY END TO BE REAL, PLEASE GRIFFIN

I LOVE THIS I LOVE THESE CLEVER FUCKS

LUCRETIA WAS ALIVE IN THE HAPPY ENDING!!!!! I'M NOT WORRIED ANYMORE I’M JUST REALLY FUCKING EXCITED

MAGNUSSS MY BABY

"don't try to manufacture my character growth" oh taako

OH NO OH NO OH NO WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS

trying to tell myself it'll be okay because lup was in the happy end too but i'm still so fuckin scared

ANGO MY BABY AAAAA

"we were all in a pretty dark place" B A R R Y

i love that they're all derailing griffin's scene saying goodbye to everyone this is hilarious

LUP MY LOVE

oh no its the terrifying music again

YEEEAH SLOANE AND HURLEY AGAIN

A SQUAD OF TOM BODETTS

welp, now i'm gonna have to listen to the flop house podcast episodes :/

THIS IS AMAZING

JOHANN MY BABY ; _ ;

YES

I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY AND EXCITED

#TAZ #the adventure zone #taz spoilers #HOLY FUCKING SHIT #IT TOOK MY FIVE HOURS TO FINISH LISTENING BUT HOOOLY SHIT THAT WAS SO GOOD

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ferix-writes · 7 years

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I always imagine that perhaps Ignis has some kind of really irrational phobia? Like, he's always so cool and collected, there has to be something that frazzles him? Like, maybe he's scared of thunder and his bros have to sooth him through the night! Just think it'd be cute!

This is a really cute idea, anon! I chose a fear of roller coasters instead of lightning, because what better way is there to cope with your own fears than to push them on to your favs? I hope you enjoy!

This is pretty much gen, but there are hints of pairings at the end if you squint.

Ignis Scientia hated rollercoasters.

It was a totally unfounded, irrational fear, but it hadplagued him for most of his life. Ever since he was taken to a carnival tocelebrate Noctis’ 5th birthday, and little Noct looked so excited toride on the kiddie coasters, and ofcourse his best friend Ignis had to ride with him, until Ignis ended upgetting so sick that they had to leave early. Roller coasters did not have aplace among his fondest childhood memories.

However, one did not just turn down an all-expenses-paidvacation to a tropical resort and theme park in Northern Accordo, courtesy ofKing Regis himself. Noctis, Prompto, Gladio and himself were given seven daysto enjoy beaches, pools, fine dining and twodifferent theme parks, all passes, tickets and spending money included.

Theme parks, however, meant roller coasters. And at the ageof twenty-two he could still not understand how every other young person hisage seemed to love flying down a metal track at fifty miles per hour, aroundloops and banks and corkscrews. Just the thought of such a ride made him dizzy.

Five minutes into their first park visit Prompto already hadsome silly mascot hat on his head, and their next stop after that was one ofthe park’s several coasters—the Coerl Hunt. With every step the ride’slightning blue track grew larger and taller and, once they were close enough tohear the excited shrieks of the riders, Ignis decided he’d had enough for oneday.

“I think I’ll sit this one out, Noct,” he said, trying tohide his trembling hands behind a calm demeanor, “I can hold your phones andthe camera, and your hat, Prompto.”

“But Specs…they have lockers for all that,” Noctisprotested, frustrated that Ignis didn’t want to go on the ride.

“I-I know, I just thought…” he tried to come up with abetter excuse, but he knew Noctis could read him like the back of his hand.There was no use lying. “I’d just rather not.”

Noctis glanced over to Prompto and Gladio, perplexed andconcerned about Ignis’ sudden change of heart, hoping that his friends couldcome up with something more comforting to say.

“Wait a minute…” Prompto cocked his head, tapping a fingeragainst his chin, “Are you afraid of roller coasters?” he asked. Noctis put hisface in his hands. That wasn’t exactly the motivation he had in mind.

Ignis couldn’t settle on an emotion as his expressionmorphed between offended, shocked and guilty, “P-Prompto! How, How did you…What makes you think—!”

“Heeyyy, chill out, Iggy! It’s okay to be afraid! I wasafraid of roller coasters, too, until Noct forced me to go on one. It’s reallyfun if you just sit back and enjoy it! You’re not in any danger or—”

Ignis stopped his ‘encouraging’ rant with a hand held upbetween them. Just the thought of someone forcinghim in to an experience he was terrified of…well, Gladio would always be onhis side, at least. He had confidence in that.

“That may have worked for you, Prompto, but that kind ofsolution is not going to work for everyone,” he mumbled, casting his gazetowards the ground. The sun was suddenly too bright, the crowd toooverwhelming, and the constant roar of wheels against a steel track was makinghis heart pound in his chest. A hand gripped his bicep and pulled him toward abright red table and chairs covered by an umbrella, guiding his hand to thechair back so he could sit down on his own. Sitting in the shade of theumbrella helped, but the roar of the rides and screams of the riders weremaking his head hurt.

“Whoa, h-hey Ignis, it’s okay. I’m sorry. No one’s going toforce you on a ride,” that was Noctis’ voice, sitting on his left. The hand onhis arm shifted to his shoulder. Gladio, he decided, judging on the size.

“You gonna be okay, Iggy?” Gladio asked, his tonecommunicating patience and calm. Right, his friends weren’t demanding anythingfrom him. It was just a mistake; Prompto didn’t mean anything by it.

He took another moment to massage his temples before raisinghis head again, “Yes, I…as long as I don’t go on that ride, yes.”

“Hey, it’s no problem, buddy! I’m sorry I scared you,” Promptoapologized, rubbing the back of his head and trying to his how terrible hefelt. He had no idea Ignis was seriously afraid of these things! “And hey! Ifyou’re not on the ride you can take pictures of us!” he said, lifting thecamera from around his neck and pushing it into Ignis’ hands, “…but I did kindawant one with all of us together.”

“Prom, you know they take pictures of you automatically onrides, right? They sell them in the gift shops.”

“Yeah, but Ignis won’t be in that one!” he protested.

“Well, we’ll just have to find some kinda ride that Iggylikes, then,” Gladio said, crossing his arms. They all fell into silence for afew moments as Ignis continued to catch his breath. Prompto unfolded the comicallyhuge park map he grabbed at the gate and scanned over the rides that weren’troller coasters.

“What about a water ride? Both parks have a couple. Think you’dbe up for that, Iggy?” Prompto suggested, glancing over the edge of the map. Ignisthought it over for a minute before answering.

“I would…be willing to try it. At least once, I suppose. Itdoesn’t sound as bad,” he said.

“Why’s that?” Noctis cocked his head, “I’m just curious,Specs; I don’t want to force you to go on something if it’s going to upset you.”

“No, it’s alright, Noct, but thank you for considering myfeelings,” Ignis straightened up in his seat, the nausea and panic just aboutout of his system, “But water rides won’t go as fast, and they don’t go upside down,either. What frightens me about roller coasters is the feeling of flying, Isuppose, like there’s nothing under me. Being on water is different—it’s likebeing on a boat—and I know there’s still something under me,” he explained, “Iknow it doesn’t make a lick of sense, but it makes a big difference, to me.”

Realization dawned on Prompto’s face, “No it’s totally cool,Iggy, I never thought about it that way. It makes a lot more sense to me whenyou put it like that.”

Noctis agreed, rubbing a hand up and down Ignis’ forearm incomfort. “Yeah, there’s nothing wrong with having a fear you can’t control.Everyone’s afraid of something.”

“Like how the prince named ‘night light’ is afraid of thedark?” Gladio taunted, holding back a snicker. The concern on Prompto’s face morphedinto the joy of discovering something new as he looked to his best friend.

“Hey, that was only when I was five!” Noctis fought back,his hand still steady on Ignis’ arm, “And I thought Ignis was the only one whoknew that! How did you find out?”

“Noct, Iggy and I share everythingwith each other, and you can bet your pretty little head that that includesgossip about you,” Gladio said, his tone blunt and unapologetic.

Noctis huffed, standing and sticking his nose up in the airas he left his phone on the table beside Ignis, “Well fine, but I hope you’llhave fun sitting next to some rando on every ride, cause Prom is the only onewho’s sitting with me,” he said, then plunged his hand into Prompto’s pocket todig out the blonde’s phone, plopped it on the table next to his own, andfinally plucked the mascot hat off Prompto’s head and placed it on Ignis’. Withhis hand secure around Prompto’s wrist, he began making his way towards theride’s queue.

Gladio chuckled as he slipped his phone out of his backpocket and handed it to Ignis, giving him a pat on the shoulder before hefollowed after the younger two. Seizing the opportunity, Ignis picked upPrompto’s camera and aimed it at their retreating backs, snapping a picturejust before they turned the corner to enter the ride. Relief washed over him,even as he watched their carriage zoom around turns and sharp drops. Ignis hadno problem missing out on roller coasters with them, as long as they couldstill make happy memories together.

This is pretty much exactly how I feel about roller coasters-- I hate how I’m so afraid of them while all my friends love them! It makes living in Florida a struggle because there are so many theme parks around me, but I never want to go on coasters when all my friends want to. So! I push all of my problems on to Ignis.

Writing this made me want to play roller coaster tycoon so bad.

#request #fanfic #final fantasy xv #ffxv #ignis scientia #comfort #noctis lucis caelum #prompto argentum #gladiolus amicitia #my writing #Anonymous

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