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brozone, creek & king trollex with a reader going through a breakdown, overthinking and panicking and how they deal with them.
note ; I somehow(?) accidentally deleted the person's ask for this. I don't remember exactly what they asked word for word. (I'm down on my knees apologizing to you rn, I'm so sorry anon 🙏) so hopefully based on my memory this is at least close to what you asked for. I also hope this headcanon is to your liking.
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John Dory
erm. well. let's just say when it comes to dealing with other people's emotions, he's not really the best guy to depend on...
BUT considering he spent years by himself (and rhonda) with no other socialization, plus leaving his brothers behind and coming back to them after awhile out of conscious but seeing them nowhere to be found, he definitely felt lonely and HAD his own breakdowns before.
so he'd understand how you're feeling, or at least try to understand.
when he first saw you breaking down, his first instinct was to ask you questions "why are you breaking down?" "did something happen?"
if he doesn't get a reply from you, he'll respect your boundaries and not ask any further questions. he'll just focus on comforting you in the present, awkwardly patting your back and giving you words of affirmation that he thinks would work. like those motivational phrases or quotes online, maybe even those ones that facebook moms use.
if you do give a reply, he'll sit down next to you and hear you out. sipping a drink and lending his ears for you to vent. he'll keep quiet (internally, he's restraining himself from outing his own opinions on whatever you vented to him about).
In summary, he's a listener. If you let him voice his own opinions, he'll tell you his thoughts and views. more often than not, if he does give advice, it's probably best you don't actually follow them. I feel like he's bad at giving advice...
at least, he's got the spirit!
Spruce/Bruce
this troll has a wife and kids. I'm sure he's knowledgeable in comforting someone when they are breaking down or overthinks a lot.
if you're overthinking, he'll support you and keep you company but he's also honest that helps you actually evaluate your overthinking thoughts and not stress too much about them.
once you come to him looking vulnerable, he'll immediately try to soothe you by rubbing your back gently. yk like those back rubs that puts babies to sleep? yeah, he'll do that.
while he rubs your back, he urges you to take a deep breath and let it all out. so you do. unknowingly you ranted and ranted, every little detail spoken word to word. he just has that affect on people.
lets you know that what you're going through is valid.
once you're all done, he'll give you advice to ease you or if you're not looking for advice, he'll just comfort you until you feel better.
Clay
he literally is in a sad book club, he'll have the knowledge about it and how to deal with it. except...he's slightly bad at executing it.
he'll snap you out of overthinking by yelling positive stuff to you, that are actually...effective???
if you rant to him, he'll listen to you attentively and pat your head afterwards. it's just something natural that he does, honestly head pats are soothing ok.
if you're okay with physical touch, he'll caress your face while giving you actually reassuring words. (LIKE. have you SEEN him literally pinching and squishing branch's face when he first met him after 20 years?!) of course, it's effective, combined with his already nice vibe (I feel like he naturally has a healing presence, he's just a sweet little boring cutie)
his method of comforting you naturally makes you feel better. he doesn't have to try hard because just watching his body language and mannerisms are dorky enough that it'll make you smile. he's unknowingly comforting in a silly dorky way. even with how badly he persists to be a very "serious" guy.
he'll definitely give you a big warm hug after everything.
Floyd
he's literally called the sensitive one. out of the brothers, he's definitely the one who understands you the most.
I don't think I even need to explain, you already know how perfect he is with dealing with stuff like that. like the time he talked to veneer about how his sister treats him and how he shouldn't let her be like that to him.
his face is full of worry if he sees you in a vulnerable state.
he literally gives the best hugs, it's canon, I know it's canon.
this emo mf knows exactly the right words to get you out of your vulnerable state for a while (bc the phrases he gives to others are probably what he wants to hear given to him).
he'll be really patient with you and help you with every step along the way even if you're having a hard time changing your bad traits.
he's also attentive at listening, he'll caress your hands with his thumb with a reassuring smile.
he'll be really sweet at tackling your situation and never makes you feel overwhelmed.
will cry with you tbh.
he's kind of helping himself when he helps you, because he's similar in a way.
Branch
branch was quite the panicker himself during the times when bergens ate trolls.
so he'd also know how to help you deal with it because he understands you.
he had to figure it out himself and was mostly alone to deal with his own vulnerability so he's happy to help you.
he'll look calm, composed and collected externally but even he, himself is slightly panicking on the inside. afraid that he'll let you down or he won't be of much help. don't worry though, he has it all put together after a bit.
If you're panicking, he'll help you focus, calm down and ease your hyperventilation.
"concentrate on your breathing, okay?"
once you've calmed down, he'll provide you with reassuring words.
he'll keep you company and stay with you until you feel composed enough to talk about it with him. he'll lend you an ear.
afterwards, he pats you on the shoulder and gives you advice that worked on him before.
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Creek
as bad as he is, he's literally the best when it comes to relaxation. he has that zen-like wisdom, so he'll calm you down and help you relax if you're panicking or overthinking too much.
just like floyd, he also knows exactly what to say to reassure or cheer someone up.
he'll give you a more positive outlook on whatever happened to you so that you don't overthink it.
tbh his voice itself is enough to calm you down.
he encourages different methods and ways(that he knows of) to you that could help.
King Trollex
this sweet goober offers you all his emotional support.
he feels upset, if you're upset. he's all frowny when he sees you vulnerable.
"can I give you a hug?" ofc he asks for consent.
will hug you tightly (he thinks hugs are a remedy for everything, besides music), quiet sobs are heard as his face is smooshed against your chest. just like bruce, he'll also rub your back soothingly while hugging you.
Intertwines both of your hands and encourages you to put your thoughts into words so that he knows what's going on that head of yours that's overthinking a lot of stuff.
keeps eye contact with you as you rant to him.
"you can get through this." he'll say with his cute smile.
the most he can provide is listening and comfort. he wishes he could help you more.
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Him | Eris x Fem!Reader
Summary: You might hate the High Lord of Autumn, but what happens when you get hurt in the middle of the Winter Court? requested by anon here
Warnings: 18+ only, canon level violence, almost drowning, mention of death, let me know if anything was forgotten...
Word Count: 1.5k
Disclaimer: I do not own SJM’s characters, only the ones I create for the purpose of this story. This is a work of fiction. I do not give permission to repost my work on any other platform or medium. Please be respectful.
Eris Masterlist
graphics from @saradika-graphics
You hated the cold. You hated the Winter Court. And most importantly, you hated him. With his annoyingly red, perfect, stupid hair. With his amber eyes that burned with fire when he talked. With his deep, grating, gruff voice. With his ability to stay warm and melt snow around him but not you.
But of course, Rhys chose you to go on this mission with him. Because of course they needed a spell-cleaving fairy from Day to unlock the wards. And short of asking Helion Spell-Cleaver himself, they didn't have many options. Neither Rhys nor Feyre could get through the wards, so here you were. In the Winter Court. With the newly appointed High Lord of Autumn. Who not even a year ago killed his own father.
"If you don't stop talking, I might just rip your throat out." You growled, flexing your hand to show your long, sharp nails.
"Good thing we're close, I won't have to suffer with your brooding silence anymore." Eris retorted, causing you to roll your eyes. "Come now, dear, into the Cave of Wonders..." He joked.
Just when you were about to turn around and leave him for dead, you sensed the glamour in front of you. "Stop." You said, reaching out to grab Eris's arm.
He let out a low growl at your touch, yanking his arm out of your grasp. "I can see it," he said.
You bit back your response and looked towards the glamour, taking a deep breath as you let your magic trail along it, testing it. Once you found no traps, you tore it down.
What was revealed was a large lake, covered in ice of course, and on the other side was the cave you were looking for. The one containing a very important artifact that Rhys needed. Kallias gave him permission to get it, but said he would need to do it himself. He wasn't stupid enough to venture into this part of his territory. From entering the Winter Court with Eris, you encountered three different creatures that all were difficult to kill. But, to your dismay and luck, you had a High Lord with fire powers traveling with you. And with your slow healing abilities, he was able to take care of them himself. Which he so lovingly pointed out every chance he got.
Eris might be good at defending the two of you, but he was an idiot on many other fronts. The Autumn Court High Lord seemed to not now anything about surviving or moving in the cold. Which was evident when he stepped onto the ice. Which immediately cracked under his feet. And he kept walking.
"Eris, if you keep going, you're going to fall into the lake." You said, waiting on the edge.
"It's fine. If it gives, I'll winnow." He said, shrugging his shoulders. Another thing you hated about him, his idiotic arrogance.
"You can't winnow here, Eris." You called out the further he got away. "Can't you feel it with your magic? It's stifled." You said.
"I'm almost across. Come on. It's fine." He said.
You let out a huff and let him get across before you tentatively took a step on the lake. You watched as it help steady and no more cracks formed before taking more steps towards the other side. Towards the insufferable male gazing at you.
“If I could break through these wards I would. But you’re supposed to be the best spell cleaver out there and you’re scared of ice.” He mocked.
“I’m not scared of ice.” You said, looking up at him. “Unlike you, I’m smart. And I know that a lake covered in ice that you can see through is more likely to crack when someone is atop it.”
“I was fine… maybe I can get through these wards.” He said, turning towards the cave.
“Eris, don’t!” You yelled out, feeling the way the magic ripples, retracted as he flung out his fire. You felt the ice beneath you crack. Before you could even blink, you were in the freezing water. Even worse, the ice magically closed on top of you. You banged on the ice, flinging your magic out as much as you could bear. Your magic was meant for warding. For blocking out and breaking other magic. Not for shattering solid ice. You heard a shudder on the ice and saw that burning fire break through it. But it didn’t consume you in the water. Instead, there was a perfect hole in the ice. As you breathed back in air, you grabbed the hand that was reached out to you.
Pulling you out, Eris swore. You were much paler than normal, probably due to the freezing water he causes you to fall into.
“I’m sorry-“ he started.
“Don’t even.” You gritted out, your body shaking. He reached out to keep you warm but you batted his hand away. “I need to fix what you messed up.” You said. You walked to the other side with ease, the ice working to repair the hole Eris’s fire dealt or.
You held your hand up as you took a deep breath, pushing the cold aside as you tested the wards. Just when you thought it was impossible, you found it. Found the small crack that allowed you to shatter the first set of wards easily. Only to reveal another set.
After venturing further into the cave, and getting through five sets of wards, you were getting drained. The pool of magic inside of you was faltering to a small puddle. Not to mention, the further you went in, the colder it got.
You were shaking, and Eris only watched as you got deeper into the cave, shivering. You were getting paler by the second, stumbling over your steps.
“We can rest here.” He said, grabbing your shoulder. He knew something was wrong when you didn’t shrug him off. Or come back with a witty retort. “(Y/N)? We’re going to stop here.” He said.
At that, you turned around and vomited right next to his feet. Luckily avoiding his boots. When you looked up, you looked like you were dying.
He pulled you towards the wall, sitting you down quickly as he probed your body with his magic. Shit. You were dying.
"(Y/N), look at me." Eris said, cupping your cheek to face him. Your eyes were slightly glazed over when you grabbed his wrist.
"Let me go." You murmured. At least you weren't completely out of it.
"You're dying. There must have been something in that water." He said. To any regular fae, it was probably fine to be submerged in it. But for your slow healing abilities, it was clearly deadly. That combined with draining your magic.
"You did this." You muttered, eyes fluttering shut.
"Let me help you." He whispered.
You let out a grumble but nodded. "Fine." You said, not wanting to die alone in a cave.
Eris's warm magic flowed through your veins, warming your core. His magic worked to heal you as best as it could. While he couldn't completely reverse the effects, he could get most of the poisoned water out from your body. When you stopped shaking violently and only did it every few seconds, he stopped his pursuit.
The wards now locked the two of you inside the cave. Since you weren't in any shape to work your magic until it refilled, Eris got to work on laying out the blankets and sleeping pads. The hope was that you didn't have to use them and get done with the mission within a day, but clearly it was going to take longer.
You were conscious enough to lay down on the pad and pull the blanket over you. Since starting a fire would lure unwanted creatures, and most likely suffocate you both, Eris didn't start one. "I can keep you warm." He said.
You moved your head to face him, a scowl on your face. "You're the reason I'm still freezing... You think I want you to touch me?" You asked.
"I don't think you want it. But you need it. If your temperature continues to fall you won't make it out of here." He said.
You huffed, turning your body so your back faced him. "Fine. Whatever." You said.
A small smirk came to his face at the victory. He scooted closer to you, an arm wrapping around your waist. His magic radiated from his body, warming you to the point where you were not only warm, but hot. "Okay, no need to go so hard." You said.
"Isn't that how you like it?" He teased. You only growled in response. He sensed you drifting off to sleep as your breaths slowed down. When he was confident you were warm and comfortable, he allowed himself to pull back ever so slightly. His magic continued to keep the two of your warm, but Eris knew he didn't actually have to hold you. He could send heat over to you from across the room. But wasn't this so much better?
A/N: Hope you enjoyed!
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Hey lovely! Is there any chance you’d do a Sanemi x female!reader (she’s a hashria) one shot?
She’s been dating him for ages but all of a sudden she breaks up with him and gets with some other guy straight away, so sanemi is super hurt/angry about it (he was about to about to propose). Anyway, fast forward to the hashria training arc and she’s there with the new guy (he’s a demon slayer), he can see that reader is super uncomfortable around this guy so he’s super suss about the whole thing. Sanemi ends up overhearing the guy she’s now dating that he was actually threatening reader to hurt everyone she loves (especially Sanemi) if she didn’t dump him and date her. But fight insures and blah blah blah, happy ending with them getting back together!
I hope that makes sense, but you have creative freedom to whatever you think is best! Also if you don’t want to write it I fully respect your decision, but if you do write it thank you so much ❤️
never let you go — sanemi shinazugawa
pairing: sanemi x hashira fem!reader
genre: angst, fluff, lovers to exes then back to lovers
wc: 2.2k+
warnings: usage of threats, slight swearing, not proofread oops
a/n: i hope you enjoy reading <33 this was so fun to write thank you for requesting lovely anon !!
you and sanemi have been dating for ages, everyone knows how madly in love you two are with each other. you two are basically inseparable, wherever you are you’re always seen with him, to the point where other people start whispering 'that's the wind hashira's girl' when they see you. you two are the epitome of love basically. so it’s to be expected that you two will end up married at some point, and that’s been your longtime boyfriend’s plan all along. he has been planning to propose to you for so long and today he’s about to finally take that next big step in your relationship.
on a lovely spring day, sanemi leaves you a message with his crow, asking you to come by his estate later because he wants to tell you something very important, so you prepare yourself and excitedly leave your estate to see him, wondering about what is that important thing that made your boyfriend so eager to see you. your train of thought is forced to cut short, though, when someone grabs your hand which stops you from going any further. you take a moment to inspect the person standing in front of you, he seems to be a demon slayer but one of a lower ranking based on his attire. but something about him feels odd and you feel slightly uncomfortable around him.
"going somewhere, y/n?" his way of addressing and talking informally to you as if you two are very familiar with each other pisses you off, can't he see your haori, does he not know you're a hashira and that he should speak to you respectfully?
"and why i should explain myself to you?" you push him out of your way and keep on walking, you don't want to be late for sanemi's meetup. but he grabs your hand and stops you once again, this time his grip is harder than the last time to ensure that you stay still.
"i can't let you go, y/n. i love you. please go out with me." you're taken aback by the sudden, uncalled for love confession. does this guy not know that you already have a boyfriend? and he's not just any boyfriend, he's the infamous wind hashira.
"don't you think you're too bold to ask me such nonsense? i have a boyfriend, you know?" you inform him, eyes looking sharp. he's clearly pissing you off, you should be in sanemi's arms right now, but instead, some random guy is wasting your time.
"i don't care, i'm not leaving until i make you mine." the guy is still persistently pestering you. no matter how many times you reject him, he still begs and pleas. you've had enough of his constant begging and finally reach your limit, so you quickly grab you katana and point it against his throat.
"if you don't stop what you're doing, you're going to regret what i'm about to do next." you speak sternly. but he doesn't seem to be fazed in the slightest. to your surprise, his entire demeanor changes and he pulls away your katana as it drops on the ground. and before you even get a chance to react, he quickly turns around points his own katana very close to the crook of your neck.
"i think you're the one who's going to regret what i'm about to do if you don't go out with me, someone might get hurt, like your boyfriend for example." he whispers into your ear, with a voice full of threat. you know sanemi is a very strong man, but you simply don't want to put the love of your life in danger because of you, you'll never forgive yourself if anything happens to him. so you choose to give up and surrender yourself to the man's demands, all for the sake of sanemi. you always put his safety and wellbeing before everything else, even before your own desires.
"i'll let you go for now, you know what to do, right?" he warns you. you grit your teeth, trying to suppress the tears eager to fall down your cheeks. it pains you to leave the one man you love the most in the world and the only one for you, after you had promised each other to never be apart until death do you part. you can't believe you're about to break your promise in the worst way possible.
with now a heavy heart, you walk towards your boyfriend's estate and sanemi instantly greets you with a tight embrace. you bury your face deep in his warm, bare chest. you wish you could stay there forever, but the words from earlier ring vividly in your ears, causing you to jolt, startling both you and sanemi.
"you 'kay, y/n?" sanemi asks in both confusion and worry, he's sensing there's something unusual about you today, but he can't seem to know exactly what it is.
"i'm... fine." you try your best to assure him. though he's still convinced you're acting strange, he decides to drop his suspicions for now. he has something much more important to tell you, his long awaited proposal.
"i have something to tell you." you both say in unison, but sanemi insists that you should go first. you take a deep breath, your heart weighs heavy. you feel tongue tied, as if your body refuses to let you say what you're about to say next, but you force yourself to.
"i... i want to break up, sanemi." your words drop on him like a bomb, he's surely never seen this one coming. he's hurt and angry, he knows you love him so much, so why are you suddenly asking for a breakup.
"shit, tell me what is it that i did wrong? i promise i'll fix it, just please don't leave me, y/n." you've never seen sanemi this vulnerable before, you can clearly hear the pain and desperation in his tone. it breaks your heart knowing that you're causing him to be in this state, but you're left with no choice. you have to protect him, even if it costs you to earn his hatred for the rest of your life.
"there's no point. it can't be fixed. thank you for everything and goodbye, sanemi." you kiss him goodbye one last time before you quickly run away as the tears you've been holding for so long finally get released, forcing yourself to never look back. because you know that you'll get weak and throw yourself in his arms once again if you do. he watches as you slowly disappear from his line of sight before he breaks down, he's feeling utterly bitter at you for leaving him behind just like that without telling him why.
fast forward a while later, amane-sama summons all the hashiras and announces that there will be a hashira training to prepare for the final fight against muzan, and everyone must participate, which means that you’ll meet up with sanemi more frequently. if it were any normal occasion, you’d be very happy to spend time with him. but with everything that has happened, you’re not looking forward to it.
after the meeting is done you immediately prepare yourself to leave, unable to stay a minute longer knowing that sanemi is right there but you can't hold him in your arms. obviously the rest of them notice how awkward you behave around each other now, wondering why you broke up with sanemi and left him for some random guy who seems to be much less than what you deserve, especially when you and sanemi were so perfect for each other. but they decide not to pry into the matter further in respect of your private life.
the minute you step into the training grounds, you're met with your 'new boyfriend' waiting for you at the entrance as he wraps his arm around you. the sight of him brings immense pain in your heart, you can't stand seeing his face.
"how was it, baby?" your stomach turns upset upon hearing his voice and you feel sick to your core the moment he lays finger on your skin.
"good." you reply nonchalantly. you always keep your replies to a bare minimum, usually reply with a short sentence, sometimes even with just one word. you'd rather not talk to him at all, but you force yourself to.
sanemi notices that you're feeling very uncomfortable around the guy, it’s very clear to his eyes despite him standing at a distance. which makes him instantly feel something is wrong about the whole thing. like why would you date someone you're not comfortable with? he knows this is unlikely of you, so he starts to investigate further.
even after the breakup, sanemi still has feelings for you. he's never moved on from you, he’s only ever loved you, no matter how many times he tries to. he has no interest in any other girl, you're so exceptional he can't seem to find a girl that's as amazing as yourself, you're the only one in his eyes. so he promises himself to do everything he can to bring you back to him once more.
then one day while he's cooling off after a long training session, sanemi sees a bunch of low-ranking demon slayers gathered around a guy and he immediately recognizes his face, it's the guy that stole you away from him. he tightly clenches his fists until his knuckles turn white, furious is an understatement to describe how he’s feeling right now.
he accidentally overhears them asking him how he got you to break up with one of the strongest hashiras and date him instead, and he tells everyone how he threatened you to hurt your loved ones, especially sanemi himself, if you refuse to break up with sanemi and date him.
everything makes sense now, why you broke your promise to him by suddenly asking to breakup without giving any justifications whatsoever. sanemi is incredibly enraged by his statement, his blood is boiling and his veins are popping up, his vision is blinded by all the pent up anger. his body moves automatically towards where the guy is and delivers a strong punch onto his face, completely destroying that cocky look smeared on it.
"you fuckin' asshole!" sanemi shouts angrily as he continues to ruthlessly punch that jerk multiple times to a point where his knuckles start bleeding, no one is daring to intervene in any way. they just let sanemi beat him to his heart's desire. after quite some time, sanemi finally stops and grabs him by the collar.
"you better fucking never show your face to y/n or bother her ever again, ya hear me? try being near her again and i'll fuckin' kill you." the guy only nods in fear, not even being able to speak. sanemi lets go of him and drops his now passed out body on the floor.
desperately searching for you, sanemi keeps running and running asking everyone around for you. until he finds you as you're about to enter your estate. he rushes to you like crazy and embraces you from behind, startling you.
"why did you handle this all by yourself, y/n? why didn't ya tell me?" sanemi asks you in between his crying, and your whole body flinches upon hearing his cries. you know how sanemi hardly ever cries in front of anyone, especially you. because he doesn't want you to worry about him, so he only shows you his strong side.
"i had no choice, i wanted to protect you. i wouldn't have forgiven myself if you had been put in danger because of me." you join him in sobbing as you turn around and bury yourself in his chest once again. you cry your heart out in his arms as he pats your head softly until you slowly begin to calm down. he cups your delicate face in his hands as his calloused thumbs wipe away your tears gently.
"i love you, y/n." he speaks softly, as if he's whispering. you feel butterflies all over your stomach the moment you hear your name slipping out of his lips, you've missed his voice so much.
"i love you too, nemi." you reply back, looking at him ever so endearingly. you lean closer and capture his lips in a loving, passionate kiss. you feel his hands move from your face and rest onto the sides of your waist, pulling you closer to him and you smile into the kiss.
after some time, the two of you break the kiss. yet your eyes are locked on his big, lilac ones.
"i'll never let you go, not now, not ever." sanemi kneels down on one knee, grabbing out a small box with a beautiful ring in it. you feel tears slowly forming into your eyes yet again, this time they're happy tears.
"will you marry me, y/n?" he finally proposes to you, sure the proposal isn't the most grand or extravagant. but you don't mind it in the slightest, this is more than enough to you, the fact that you're finally back together with the man you adore the most is what's important to you.
"yes, of course. my nemi." no hint of hesitation is to be found in your tone, it's the easiest and quickest yes you've ever said. you can't believe you're about to spend the rest of your life with your one and only love. you have no idea what life has in store for the two of you, but one thing for sure is that no matter what happens, you'll always be by sanemi’s side and never leave.
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hiiiii, do you have any jossam hcs you've never talked about?? I love your blog btw <3
hello lovely anon! oh, thank you so much! it means the world to me. of course, i've had some headcanons brewing up in the back of my brain for years now;
i don't think josh is a lady's man or what have you by any means possible. i think he has always been a loner whether that be romantic or platonic wise, rami said on josh himself that he's a loner. i think josh has always had a crush on sam from the day he met her, it's always been hard for him to feel anything for anyone else in that regard. has he fooled around a little? sure, but nothing with anyone that ever lasted long. i think further proof on his lack of experience with women or romance in general is the way he talks to chris about ashley. oh boy. he's been whipped for too long, the flings he's had with people would make his skin crawl by the end of it, he didn't want them. he wanted sam.
josh isn't really a massive social media person, he'll only create an account for something if sam asks him to. like instagram, he's really only there for sam (@evildeadgf inspired this headcanon, she has a very cute jossam ig edit) and will only post yearly if at all, but he's always liking a post whenever sam uploads something there. he's not chronically online per se but his presence around his girlfriend is known. back off!!!
speaking of sam's instagram, she's always taking very handsome photos of him and adding them to her stories and her "dump" photos, you know the ones where people will just post a random monthly post with a bunch of different photos from that month, a lot of those photos include josh and her and josh together, and them with their dog.
fairly new headcanon for me inspired by unused audio file of sam talking to her mum. sam's mum would always hound her about chris, sam has no idea where her mum even got this idea from, or how she even thought of it to begin with, but her dad's always had an inkling of what's really going on. he notices the way josh stares at his daughter. sam knows that he knows, and they don't say anything about it, they just have a silent sort of agreement to respect each other's peace. post mountain, josh is one of the first people her dad asks sam about. sam can barely keep it together.
i think to keep himself sane a little more tethered to the world, helping him to wade through his own problems, josh would have to keep his focus on something, maybe starting a new creative project - nothing too out there, could be just to keep his hands busy. making props? who knows, the world is his oyster and he is very intelligent. sam loves to watch him create, she loves the determination in his eyes and the way his brows furrow together whenever he's working at something. josh notices, throws a little "checkin' me out?" joke at her, and she can't help but laugh.
sam wakes up early and josh does not wake up early. sometimes sam will get up around 4 in the morning just to go hiking and take the dog for a walk, and she'll find josh still awake in the living room. "oh c'mon. go to bed." "not tired yet." "you're gonna wake up dead in the afternoon again." "fine with me, gives me more time at night to do what i want." "like what?" "stuff." "what stuff?" "like watch you sleep." "(laugh) okay edward cullen, shut it. i'll go make you some tea before i leave."
#jossam#josh x sam#until dawn#josh washington#sam giddings#otp: i was the only one who understood him#answered#juliatxt#hope you enjoy nonny!
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a sincere note about @/benjicotblckwood
Hi. I'm making this post to alert the hotd fandom about the utterly disturbing behavior of user @/benjicotblckwood (their other blogs: soulsbrne, cregnstark). Some of you might already be familiar with this blog and their posts, since they constantly spam the "cregan stark" and "tom taylor" tags with their inbox messages. Some of you might already have them blocked.
I've filtered and blocked all the tags and blogs that I could, but I've honestly had enough, and I feel obligated to make this post, as I believe it concerns all of us as a fandom. The way they choose to "conduct" themselves on this platform is abhorrent, showing an acute lack of respect and consideration for other users, and worst of all, for some of the actors - real human beings - involved in the show. They have already deleted many of the posts that I show and link below (I wonder why), but these are only a few drops in an ocean. I didn't even bother to scroll that far on their blog.
I want to preface this by saying: whether you choose to read this in full or not, I am begging you not to send them hate or to harass them in any way, shape, or form. That is NEITHER my intention nor my purpose. If you are angry, disgusted, etc., please, please, please just report and/or block them. Don't engage with them.
For the past few months, together with the anons and blogs they enable (and who enable them in return), they have repeatedly made incredibly disgusting and sexually explicit comments about Tom Taylor and Kieran Burton, tagging almost all of the posts with the actors' names and/or the characters they play, thus clogging the tags with shit like this (I suspect that they have since deleted some of the tags):
bonus: why was this post even tagged as Cregan Stark?
To further demonstrate that they do not see Tom Taylor as a real person but rather as an object to hypersexualise, they read and reblogged rpf (real person fanfiction) of him:
They have repeatedly stated that they comment on every instagram and tiktok post from Tom Taylor and Kieran Burton, asking them for their heights (and fuck knows what else). They themselves referred to this as harassment, which it very much is.
what DO you say on twitter, benjicotblckwood?
They constantly post clips and videos of Tom Taylor, where he is, who he is with, and what he is up to, often adding their own speculations and gross comments. This is literally cyberstalking. They even keep the things that he himself ends up deleting. (the post below is about a song Tom Taylor made and deleted)
Here are links to some deleted posts that contained some of their invasive and disgusting comments about Tom Taylor, his body, etc.:
https://www.tumblr.com/benjicotblckwood/758616703482675200/tom-is-over-6-feet-tall-and-hes-got-a-fat-juicy
https://www.tumblr.com/benjicotblckwood/758022883677192192/thomas-joseph-taylor-bradshaw-please-let-me-hit
https://www.tumblr.com/benjicotblckwood/758270274319810560/i-wish-that-truck-stop-employee-would-fuck-me-in?source=share
https://www.tumblr.com/benjicotblckwood/758267144930738176/i-love-and-hate-that-tom-is-so-mysterious-like-i?source=share [they talked about "gatekeeping" and not wanting to "share" Tom Taylor in this one, 'cause.... you know... he's not a real person, obviously]
They also zoomed in on Harry Collett's underwear:
https://www.tumblr.com/benjicotblckwood/758272062982930432/the-fact-that-you-zoomed-in-and-enhanced-the?source=share [deleted post]
https://www.tumblr.com/benjicotblckwood/758267589006884864/like-there-is-absolutely-no-way-harry-had-boxers?source=share [deleted post]
I assume, because they constantly appear in the tags with questionable content (I'm being polite), they have been getting called out by multiple people (admittedly, not in a constructive way aka via anon hate). They got incredibly defensive (used buzzfeed and others doing similar things as excuses), acted like they didn't know what they were being called out for, and eventually deleted most of the posts. Don't get it twisted. These aren't jokes. This isn't what fandoms are. This isn't what fandoms are for. This isn't about a "handful" of "jokes" from today or yesterday. This is about dozens and dozens of posts (many of them incredibly disgusting and invasive) about real human beings, made over months and months, every single day.
Finally, I arrive at the reason why I'm making this post. They used the g*nocide in G*za to deflect from the shitshow on their blog. This isn't even performative activism. It's pure evil, in what I can only assume is an attempt to portray themselves as a good person who still has morals and empathy. As far as I'm aware, they have never ONCE shared a post, a fundraiser, anything about the topic on tumblr. But they chose this day, after responding to and deleting posts calling them out for their repulsive behavior online. This is beyond vile. This is fucking unacceptable.
I will conclude by reiterating what I wrote earlier: Please do not send them hate. Please do not harass them in any way, shape, or form. Please just report and/or block them.
#ok to reblog!#hotd#house of the dragon#cregan stark#tom taylor#hotd fandom#jacaerys velaryon#harry collett#kieran burton#davos blackwood#benji blackwood#benjicot blackwood#aemond targaryen#aegon ii targaryen#helaena targaryen#alicent hightower#cregan stark x reader#jacaerys velaryon x reader#davos blackwood x reader#rhaenyra targaryen#daemon targaryen#addam velaryon#alyn velaryon
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Ngl ,i love your work,but it rubs me wrong how Peter's discomfort w venom doing sexual things without Peter's consent or knowledge is treated as a joke,or just generally kind of dismissed. Also- I'm autistic and love love love autistic peter parker hc,but the fact he was called 'on the spectrum' soley because he got upset at venom for this and 'couldn't put himself in venoms shoes' also kind of felt really bad.
ough, bless you anon! I really appreciate you vocalising your thoughts and concerns in a really sincere respectful way. I want to respond so you don't feel unheard!
I'd also like to take this chance to say that the actions of one Wade W. Wilson do not reflect the thoughts of the ask-spiderpool moderator. The ask-spiderpool moderator does not condone his words or actions. He is a bad man. The words he's saying are bad.
Deadpool is definitely playing the role of a villain here, and he's kind of intentionally choosing his words with the intention of punishing Peter and invalidating him. He knows what he's doing. And Spider-man knows it too.
I know it's something a lot of people don't like to see from Wade – but it's a part of his character that I find interesting to explore and to see him eventually overcome. His ability to weaponise everything, and his instinct of self-sabotage. It becomes dangerous territory to write sometimes because people generally want to side with Deadpool and believe he'll do no wrong, but - I don't know, to strip him of all his ugliness would be untrue to him. Similarly with Peter – I guess I'm just really interested in parts of Wade and Peter that you don't really get to see explored in fanon very often.
It's kind of a problem though that yeah - when you write this sort of a thing there's the risk of people who don't look at it critically - so you get people idolising or siding with Deadpool when what he's doing is really bad actually. It's kind of a miracle, the sorts of things Wade gets away with, while Peter's attacked for it - and that's something I kind of like to examine, too.
I think I do have a responsibility to make this blog feel safe, but also challenging and interesting - and I think I'll be working hard to kind of find a balance between the two. I'm still trying to figure it out - to write what I find interesting, knowing my own intentions but knowing it probably will be misinterpreted – or writing something else that is easy and pleasing to everyone (not really my bag, and also near impossible!), or just not write at all (also impossible for me! Got a brain-itch to scratch...)
I really appreciate when people read my writing and see what I'm getting at – but it doesn't always happen, and it isn't really anyone's fault. I kind of like to offer explanations and further meta, and the fics, because I love to be understood - and the server where I love to have discussions with people about how they receive these posts. The reason I love running this blog is the discussions I have with people about it. The back-and-forth, and so I really do love people to look at Wade and Peter a little deeper.
I have a genuine interest in autistic Peter and it's something I want to explore further in a sincere light, this is kind of just the first tease of something I want to explore more later, if the asks permit. I think every Peter Parker is autistic-coded - I've written a little bit about it here! I'm no expert on diagnosis - but as fantastical as ask-spiderpool can get sometimes - I kind of always want what Wade and Peter are going through in their heads to feel real and tangible and understandable, and come from a place of sincerity.
The consent issue is a complicated one – (as is the way with applying real-world-logic to the realm of alien sex with what you thought was just a slick space-age onesie...) Peter's relationship with the symbiote occupies more of a realm of metaphor than anything - and I don't think there's any sort of 1-to-1 comparison to the real world. (Has your sex-toy ever gained sentience and passed judgement upon you? Peter Parker's worst nightmare!)
There is a running theme of Peter kind of having his boundaries crossed - and the symbiote is sort of tied to that theme. The symbiote was entirely responsive to Peter's thoughts and didn't do anything Peter didn't will it to do - the real issue is the mortifying ordeal of being perceived. And it's a running theme with Peter - he hides so much and very often his privacy is violated.
It's often played for laughs, because Deadpool doesn't always take Spider-man's boundaries seriously and likes to push him – but it's something that will come to a head, and Peter will be laying down the law very soon.
I'm really thankful for your message anon, and I really hope this response reaches you with similar sincerity that you reached out to me with and that I'm understood! - I love you so much anon! My DMs over on @sciderman are also open if you'd like to talk to me more!
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I just love everything and every little detail about the Landoscar dynamic. It's so captivating. The pt. 2 video of the mid season celebration just showed another layer.
Oscar is the typical mischievous introvert who teases the unhinged extrovert to do the crazy things for him, for his own amusement. And Lando will just cave because I don't think he can say no to Oscar, even if he wanted.
no fr anon the fact that Lando likes being able to wheedle and fuss and complain around the people he loves but is otherwise extremely shy around new people and finds it difficult to navigate new places without friends or his team around to help… while Oscar is overall quiet and lowkey but can get extremely mischievous and actually prefers to navigate new experiences and places all on his own… Lando thrives on consistency and feeling comfortable… Oscar is super flexible and happy to make sure other people are comfortable… Lando is extroverted in that he thrives on being around people but introverted in how he'll only relax and let loose around people/places he knows and trusts (having multiple sets of friends groups for different activities etc, keeping tons of friends for over 10 years) Oscar is extroverted in that he rarely if ever seems daunted by wherever he finds himself and never 'performs' or loses his self-confidence but introverted in how he'll prefer a one-on-one chat in a club over being in the middle of the action and needs a certain amount of time and space all to himself… the way their little 'games' are Lando whining and misbehaving to get Oscar to do what he wants and Oscar's is to get a twinkle in his eye and bribe or connive to get Lando to misbehave with him…
and bc I think maybe the air temperature in fandom about Hungary has reduced enough, Oscar fully knowing that Lando - like any driver!! - will have to be pushed and forced over team orders no matter what the circumstances (Oscar is quieter about it but no less reluctant) AND that Lando will require space and time to come down off the emotions after the race because that's always when it's most difficult for him (and the media know this ie them creating the Lando/Max drama). Lando literally saying he remembered what Oscar's "done for him in the past" and all the times Oscar's been so happy for him after team orders and like my god for ppl who know Lando !! his reactions to the media immediately after that race were the purest proof of his respect for Oscar and their partnership by him overcoming that initial tidal wave of personal disappointment and anger. Oscar moving to stand close to Lando at Lando's plinth and Lando reaching that hand out to him and them sharing that baffled smile between each other bc it's just A Lot but the one thing they know is that none of this situation is something to take out on each other. (and oh !! the poetry of brocedes between them !! the contrast of a different generation and intimacy being mistaken for understanding - compared to landoscar choosing understanding over immediate intimacy) but Oscar didn't push any further into Lando or ask for anything else and Lando fought to give that smile every time Oscar looked at him and like !!!! they gave each other things and then gave each other space !!! and chose to see out flight delays in a little group and then playing a board game in an even smaller group! and so many ppl haven't fully appreciated that they've always done this before I think bc it was sort of expected by Oscar's position in the team for him to obey team orders, even when it really hurt. and definitely bc a lot of folks see Oscar's calm demeanor and think he isn't burning up over giving up a lead or losing out on a podium in exactly the same amount every driver does. but as Lando keeps reminding even his own fans, he knows what Oscar's done for him <3
and the cameras and media back at MTC clearly had Lando thrown back into that feeling of quicksand over every single thing he said and how he said it and he'll have fully witnessed how his own friends and family and hardcore fans will have felt and how often can he reiterate something before someone decides to accuse him of just delivering a PR line and uuggghhhhhgg. but then !! Oscar breezes in full of mischief and smiles and standing tall and proud !! and Lando can giggle and step back and breathe a little from the weight of The Narrative bc the more Oscar keeps refusing to let it settle over them the less interest others will take! if Oscar won't be drawn into anything about the team orders or Lando then The Narrative will slowly lose all it's color and interest and Lando can breathe and disappear into the break. bc for all that he has experience on Oscar, he does not have experience of this situation at all!! and Oscar bearing them up through it with that same unflappable calm while Lando writhes and grapples with it inside himself is just <3<3
and it all boils down to what's compelled all of us into their dynamic so deeply despite them not baiting with fake gay or bromances or publicizing a friendship in a way that usually gets us invested. they talk and they communicate and they allow space to learn each other and to react and behave instinctively. on the one hand they already have a shared wavelength that's gotten noticed by pretty much everyone and we get glimpses of how they hone in on talking about things with just each other kind of forgetting that cameras or other people are around. but on the other hand they still watch each other talking and reacting SUPER closely at times and keep fumbling around the concept of their rivalry and their partnership in this conflicted and clearly kind of anxious way. they'll have certain people in their lives pushing for them to say to hell with being friendly with the other guy - then they'll have Andrea and the team negotiating life at the front and keeping both cars there - and then the fact that when all that pressure is lifted, they have a genuine fondness and gentle affection for each other that would make them easy friends in any other circumstances.
and that's why it makes all the more sense why they choose to not broadcast to fans when they spend downtime together or give us their relationship in any kind of packaging. they're not hiding it but they're not letting us into a share of that space. as a few of Lando's friends/colleagues showed that weekend, a lot of unnecessary mess gets created when people can't separate work from private life feelings. and it's why Oscar has wisely asked everyone in his own private life circle to limit their opinions and commentary - Nicole's podcast ep was about Oscar as a person and only a bit about him as a driver. just like how Lando and Oscar don't hide anything about their dynamic or their partnership at all - even down to saying how they need to do more sports together - but they're not going to consider fans or PR at all when it comes to developing that dynamic and partnership. private but not hidden or secret.
so it's ended up as this rare experience of watching them both openly get to know each other, negotiate the honestly dizzy fast experience of going from a backmarker team to both being top 4 in the WDC in under 2 years together - and in a car that is identical between the two of them and that they've both developed with open communication between both garages. in being so open and honest about all of those experiences, their personalities have revealed themselves gradually to each other and honestly to fans as well.
which is why everyone who thought Hungary would be followed by a massive dry spell or just angsty/fix it fic was way off - nobody's into landoscar bc they're another perfect bromance where all we want is sunshine and positivity - and they're honestly not even yaoi fodder. they're so gd compelling for authors especially bc they're in so many ways equally softly rounded and hard edged and their dynamic is so effortlessly sweet in some ways and so intriguingly complex in others. Oscar only talks about Lily the same way he talks about Lando (when it comes to non-racing stuff). Lando reveals a more vulnerable, quieter side with Oscar that you don't really see in him with other drivers and even a lot of his mates. but then they're both identical in their determination and focus and desire to win that would be like drift compatible but in this case they're also each other's opponents.
they don't spend as much social time together as they have with other teammates, but they have a level of understanding each other and improving each other they've never had before. they don't go clubbing regularly but they finish each other's sentences. etc etc etc.
they get thrown into one of the most dramatic racing/team orders scenarios at a point in the season when it's even more dramatic, but they remain steadfastly resistant to the divide being pushed by fans and the media with a maturity that I hope more people give them credit for considering how young they are ????
and again, I don't expect them to be able to have such smooth sailing as time goes on and McLaren are eventually dealing with two number one drivers. but !!! their maturity and understanding of each other will also only increase so !!! they're just very very very exciting to watch and talk about and write fic about !!
#inchreplies#inchidentallyanessay#sorry this is prob a mess but this also hopefully explains why I'm so incredibly slow answering asks#I can't shut my hell
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hello there milk! really love your writing, I want to eat it very badly /pos :D. can I please request a Mike, Mal and Scott x reader with very noticeable stims? like clapping, chirping, flappy hands ect? totally cool if not!
☣︎ Hey Anon! Tysm, it means a lot! I hope It's alright.
[𝚂/𝙾 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙴𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙼𝚂]
Summary: General headcanons.
☢︎ | Total Drama | 621 words | gender-neutral reader ♡ | Mike | Mal| Scott ⚠ | Mal being an ass
[𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎]
I believe he has some knowledge about those.
I mean, he's not an expert, but he understands that stimming is a calming method.
With that in mind, he wouldn't make any comments about it.
At most would ask how it feels like, out of curiosity.
"Well... it calms me down. Sometimes I do it out of excitement as well." You explained simply. "...So... You're like a puppy who wags their tail?" He tried to joke lightheartedly, hoping it's not offensive or ignorant. "That's a first time I hear this comparison." You truthfully responded, a bit amused and not offended at all. "Is it bad?" His voice hesitated slightly as he got more worried about your reply. "No- It's actually kinda cute." And so, he immediately calmed down.
His only repetitive movement (and point of reference) is scratching his arm when stressed, but he doesn't do it on the daily, unlike you.
Would never make fun or think of you weird, and is ready to throw hands if anyone is planning on that.
Well, okay, not literally, but
He'd make sure they're not bothering you to the best of his abilities.
Unless you don't want to, which he'll also respect.
It also never bothers him.
[𝙼𝚊𝚕]
He doesn't stim, like, at all, so he doesn't get it.
But you do you ig.
He's aware about what it is and why you do it, but he doesn't care much. /pos?
He might get a bit annoyed if he's trying to focus on something and you start doing it, though.
His first instinct isn't to be nice to people, so prepare for some rough reactions at first.
"Will you shut up for a minute?"
He'll learn to tone it down.
"...Can you stop for a moment, I'm trying to think."
But he will not tolerate other people saying that.
Only he has the right to be mildly mean to you sometimes /affectionate
Even if someone were to look at you the wrong way.
He's not the one to infantilize you, as he knows you're capable of protecting yourself, but if he's feeling particularly spicy that day, there might be some domination display on his part.
"Are you looking for something?" He stared daggers at the person who dared to show any sort of negative opinion towards you. "...To get hurt, perhaps?"
[𝚂𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚝]
Now this poor guy has no idea what autism/adhd even is.
Like, never heard of it.
So he'll just bluntly ask you what you're doing.
"Why are you... clapping?" He asked, tilting his hands. You immediately stopped, feeling a bit put on the spot. "Uh... I'm excited?" You responded casually, although you weren't sure of Scott's opinion on the topic yet. You wished he's gonna grasp it. "Oh." He said as you saw a bit of cogs turning in his head. You decide to spare him the figuring out by himself and explained further. "It's a stim." You calmly concluded. "You do drugs?!" His face turned into a surprise, concern and disbelief. You got thrown off your trail of thoughts, so a chuckle escaped your lips. "No- It's a stim. Not a stimulant." You elaborated once more. "Of course. I obviously know what that is." He didn't.
Be prepared for a long list of questions.
It doesn't really bother him, plus he has the benefit of now knowing your body language.
If he can make you make those movements, he won!
In case your stimming stems from stress.
Which he also gotta learn is a thing.
If anyone dares to point your stimming, he's ready to protect your honor like the hero he is.
"Hey! If you make fun of their flapping, you get the- slapping!" He was really proud of that one.
#imagine#gn reader#gender neutral reader#mal#td mal#total drama all-stars#mal x reader#total drama mal x reader#td mal x reader#ask#request#mike x reader#td mike x reader#mike#td mike#headcanons#total drama x reader#x reader#headcanon#total drama#autistic reader#adhd reader#scott x reader#td scott x reader#total drama scott x reader
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hi again! and i’m sorry if i sounded rude i didn’t mean to!
yes i was talking about ep 9!
but if you say that it isn’t manipulation why then rhaenyra and criston’s relationship is considered that? especially when they have sex? is a bit hypocritical no? because if it is then alicent has MUCH more power play in their situation:
1. he is her employee
2. she is THE QUEEN
so it still counts as manipulation simply because she knows what to do with her power in this scenario and she KNOWS he would do anything because he is dutiful but at the same time he will be the first to not listen to her as many times is shown (when he kills the guy in the council out of the blue or when she ASKS for him to take lucerys eye which she never asked for violence but when she does he doesn’t do it).
but is just my opinion saying this from a female standpoint and seeing alicent more of a player in this situation because you say he is her only ally, but is the ally she can play and say what he needs to do. In a way otto and larys are a mean to an end, because what they show is rooted in violence and greed and we can’t forget that still is a misogynist world (her father is still a high born and well her father, larys is a high born and a type of “gossip girl” (didn’t find a better word for this sorry English is not my first language)).
Criston is a low born and a guard: manipulation is still a thing that happened here.
Hey again anon 💚
Dw, I didn’t find it rude, I was just confused a bit. Thanks for elaborating.
I think that the difference between Alicent and Criston’s relationship and Rhaenyra and Criston’s relationship is that they are based on totally different values. Rhaenyra x Criston are bound together by desire and momentary passion but lack devotion, duty, and sacrifice. Alicent x Criston don’t exercise upon desire and passion but have honor, duty, loyalty, devotion, etc. This means that both parties (Alicent & Criston) feel more self-realized and valued within the auspices of their relationship because it gives them exactly what they ask for.
To Criston, it gives him a purpose, namely his role as a sworn protector. Remember what he said to Rhaenyra? His relationship with her deprived him of his own feelings of self-worth: “I took an oath”/“I stained my white cloak”/“It’s all I have to my name.” To Alicent, that relationship gives stability and security unlike any other relationship she has with a male in power. She knows that Criston will not ask anything of her beyond what they have agreed upon. He won't betray her, neither will he use or manipulate her. And Criston feels the exact same trust towards Alicent because he feels that he will not be used again as he has been used by Rhaenyra. Therefore, their relationship dignifies both of them.
Going back to your comment about manipulation, the fact that Criston is free to affirm or deny what Alicent commands once again shows that his role as her sworn protector dignifies rather than restrains him. He knows who he is and where his duties lie, and he knows that he can refuse Alicent’s command to take Luke’s eye, exactly because his worth is not measured by how much and how well his actions will please her, which would be the case if he was constantly manipulated into doing something either out of fear, either out of personal gain, either out of loss of self-respect. As you very well point out, Criston can refuse Alicent because he knows very well that he can. That his life doesn't depend on whether he complies to her wishes or not. Because he knows that if he doesn't want to do something, she will not enforce it nor will she degrade him because of his choice. That's why Criston can have that much self-confidence in his position as Alicent’s sworn protector and member of the King’s Guard. At the same time, he further displays how he can act of his own free will, no matter how horrible it is (and don't get me wrong-Lord Beesbury’s killing was horrible!). But in the context of whether he is being manipulated or not, it once again shows that nope, Criston “is a man in his own right” to use the words of Emma D’Arcy, and he can make his own decisions. (Further commentary on his unlawful killings fuelled by bloodlust that explain his character you can find here.)
In my opinion, Criston can be himself in his service to Alicent just as much as Alicent can be herself and can trust him with everything (one of many examples is when she talks to him about Viserys’ prejudice towards Rhaenyra’s sons even though it is forbidden to do so because she trusts that he will keep her confidence). In short, Alicent and Criston’s relationship is built upon mutual trust and respect, and it doesn't quiver when Criston fails to meet Alicent’s demands. If Alicent really did manipulate Criston and the incident at Driftmark was the only time he failed to comply, then wouldn't she have been extremely angry? Wouldn't she have felt betrayed? But she didn't feel that, because she too KNEW that what she had asked him was way out of line, way beyond his agreed-upon duties and therefore violated their agreement.
And you can compare their relationship with a very clear cut example of manipulation as we see it in the show: think about how Criston behaves with Alicent versus how Alicent behaves with Larys. Is Criston petrified of her? Does he feel that his life might depend upon keeping her happy and satisfied? Does he think that she might twist his words and actions to harm him if she doesn't get what she wants? No.
#that is why I find no manipulation there#their relationship gives both of them exactly what they have bargained for#so they both feel secure because there are no disappointments#thanks for the ask and for making me think about this#answered#greenqueenhightower#greenqueenasks#alicent hightower#hotd#house of the dragon#rhaenyra targaryen#hotd thoughts#hotd meta#hotd analysis#pro alicent hightower#team alicent#team green#alicole#ser criston cole#criston cole#criston x alicent#alicent x criston#alicent x larys#rhaenrya targaryen#rhaenyra x criston#criston x rhaenyra#larys strong#greenqueenrants#welighttheway#emma d’arcy
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🤣😬 yeah they're just unlike anything I have ever seen.
Q. Still think they aren't trolling? They're so embarrassing around one another and the fact that you all find it cute and not highly unprofessional and gross tells us all we need to know about you all. As inappropriate as their behavior is they still must be so mortified by you all and that says a lot. Yes podcasts and journalists and the marketing team love them but they are not canon. But try harder to intimidate people into submission.
A. Okay I'm going to answer this and then no more from you all because you're truly a level of deranged that I have never encountered in all my years of fandom life. Seriously, intimidating? Who am I trying to intimidate? I don't care that you're offended by the fact they're friends. I don't care that you believe they're trolling you (they aren't. I promise they don't think about you all). I don't care that you all feel 'attacked' by the content we got last week. I get it. It was a bad week for you all. And you finished the bad week with confirmation that your guy wants absolutely nothing to do with you. He thinks you are just as unhinged as the rest of us do. And instead of taking the hint you all decided to double down on your crazy and go after his sister. Proving he was correct in deciding to ignore you all. Nothing the show is doing is about or for Tommy. I know it. You know it (which is why you all are spiralling all over our ask boxes). Nobody cares. And that's the real problem for you all. We don't care. Oliver doesn't care. Ryan doesn't care. The show doesn't care. You are going to get to see him in season 8 in some capacity but then he's going to be gone. I don't like a single thing about the man but I will be forever grateful that his pathetic attention seeking weeded you all out of the fandom. I have no doubt that you all will try to make things as miserable as possible once his character is shown the door, but I won't care about you then either. I'm done giving you attention. Episode 7x4 was about Eddie. Everything that came after was about how differently Eddie sees and deals with Buck compared to all the other people he has dated. And every single one of you knows it. And that is pure satisfaction on my part. You know it. You see it. You try so hard to pretend it's anything else that you end up proving all of our points even further. Everyone is done with you. And now that even includes the man you all started all of this for. Which is absolutely hilarious. Bye now. I'm going back to enjoying my show.
Thank you Nonny.
I swear, each time I get one of these asks I am more baffled. How is it gross that two actors on a TV-show genuinly like each other and like spending time together? What planet do these people live on? This is called 'friendship'. Look it up in a dictionary if you have never heard of it.
Oh and the anon asker is right, Buddie aren't canon... YET. Give them some time. They'll get there. ;)
As for Ali's answer to this truly bizarre question?
Mic drop once again! All the way!
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I was wondering, what do u think Taigen reaction to finding out about Mizu being a woman will be? Although I don’t think he will have a bad reaction I wanted to know what u thought about it?
OOH I like this question because the thoughts on this have been swirling around in my brain for a while and I don't think I ever properly talked about this, outside of maybe this post (which is barely coherent imo). There, I compared Mizu/Taigen to Mizu/Mikio, as well as to the main romantic couple in the movie Yentl. Then from both those comparisons, I tried to speculate on Taigen's reaction to Mizu's gender reveal, based on what would make the most narrative sense.
However, I didn't really analyse Taigen himself in that post, and neither did I ever come up with a concrete conclusion to what his reaction may be. So this ask gives me a good chance to speculate even further and hopefully come up with a proper and more in-depth answer.
Similar to you, anon, I don't think Taigen will have a bad reaction per se, though I guess it depends on what you'd define by bad.
Because this is Taigen we're talking about, I don't think he'd exactly be chill about it. He's very much a drama queen, especially around Mizu, as he's never afraid of stepping on her toes, and thus will vocalise his feelings to her whenever he's feeling them. That, combined with his short temper and his brashness, means that there's almost certainly going to be conflict when he finds out the truth. He will be shocked, and because he's immature, he'll be angry and upset because of this shock. Simply because he doesn't know, and hasn't yet learned, how to deal with his emotions in any other way besides getting angry.
So I think that will definitely be his first instinct. To get upset.
I don't think he'd immediately know why he's upset. Maybe only after a few minutes of angry questioning (think something along the lines of "Why are you telling me this now?!" and "You've been hiding this all this time?!"), he'd finally come up with some tangible cause for his anger.
What would the cause for his anger be then? Well, it could be several things.
Possible Reason #1
He feels "betrayed" because Mizu didn't trust him enough with the truth even after the two have grown close, and after Taigen has put his life on the line for her numerous times.
Possible Reason #2
He feels "cheated" because Mizu is not the man he'd believed she was, thus making it feel like their entire friendship was a sham. This is because the basis for their relationship, in the way he'd related to her, bullied her, envied her, admired her, allied himself with her, and eventually grown attracted to her, had been entirely based off the premise and belief that Mizu is his fellow man, his peer, comrade, and fellow samurai. Thus, discovering that Mizu is not a man would, initially, feel like all of that has been ripped away from him. And this is actually related to the third possible reason.
Possible Reason #3
This is a big one, and the reason everyone, including myself, is putting their bets on: misogyny.
Essentially, Taigen would find out that this whole time, the person he'd been envious of and struggling to beat in every single fight, is not a man, but a woman. And as far as he knows, even if women in feudal Japan could once be warriors (see: the Onna-musha), perceptions have since changed by the time of the Edo period. Furthermore, even if women could fight, men were still expected to be stronger, because men are supposed to protect women.
However, I believe that Taigen's particular flavour of misogyny is a little different, in that he does not view women as "inferior." Because remember, his fiancee was Akemi. This was a woman who took no shits! She was snarky and playful and intelligent, and moreover she was a princess, superior to him in every way, and he knew and respected all of that, and respected her as an individual who could make her own choices. When she'd told him the news of their engagement, Taigen asked her, "He's [your father] sure? You're sure?" And then, when she tried to seduce him in Ep 2, he asked her, "Akemi, are you sure?"
His respect for her is the only reason why Akemi had been so desperate to marry him in the first place. She did not love him, but knew he would be good to her. Because she could not guarantee that any other man would treat her nicely as he would.
Thus, with that being said, I don't think Taigen is some "alpha male dudebro" who thinks women belong in the kitchen etc. Instead, I think Taigen simply believes women are just... different from men. So it's not that women can't or shouldn't fight, it's that they just don't. It's not that women can't or shouldn't be friends with men on equal footing, it's just that they aren't. You get what I'm saying?
It's like, imagine your whole life, you're told, and fully led to believe, that a lamp can't light up. They're just meant to be in your house as decoration. And then suddenly, you find out that your lamp lights up! And you're like, "OMG a lamp is lighting up! How is it doing that?! I thought light only comes from candles and the sun! This can't be right, I thought lamps never light up! Isn't that a fundamental part of their design?"
Now, put aside that this is a pretty bad analogy because it's 1am as I'm writing this and I can't think of a better one atm, but I hope the point comes across, in that this is clear-cut misogyny (I'm comparing women to a piece of furniture here on purpose), but the lucky thing about this particular flavour of misogyny is that it's rooted in ignorance, and is not inherently malicious. It can be, but it isn't necessarily.
Ignorance can be undone through learning and educating oneself. And luckily for us, my friends, educating oneself out of ignorance is the entire point of Taigen's character! He represents the uneducated masses who blindly follow the flow of the fucked up system. This is in contrast to Mizu who has never had a place within the system to begin with, Akemi who has spent her whole life struggling to go against the grain of the system, and Ringo who has always tried to follow the system, but due to his disability, is denied full access to it.
Thus, we've already seen him take the first steps to unlearn his xenophobic and racial prejudice, and we've also seen him start shedding his massive ego and desire for glory, which are both used to mask his own insecurities. If Netflix gives us all 4 planned seasons, then we have 3 more seasons for Taigen to fully grow out these backwards mindsets and finally reach his full potential to become—not a good man—but a great one.
THEREFORE, whatever the reason for his upset at discovering Mizu's gender, I firmly believe that Taigen will get over himself in the end, regardless of whether his anger stemmed from his misogyny, hurt, confusion, or whatever else.
Because Taigen's short temper and emotional immaturity is born from him spending his whole life on the move. Unlike Mizu, who is always alone with her thoughts and meditates constantly to try to cleanse herself of her restless emotions, Taigen is used to surrounding himself with people (see:him in the Shindo Dojo) and ignoring his emotions completely (see:him trying to forget Kohama). Which is why, when he does feel anything, it's overwhelming, and he doesn't know what else to do with it except let it out, usually in an angry outburst. Only when given the proper chance to reflect in Kohama in Ep7, does Taigen finally go through some substantial growth and start feeling remorse over how he'd treated Mizu.
Hence, I suspect something similar will happen when he discovers Mizu's gender, in which he will get upset and shocked and confused first, but then he'll reflect and regret and try to make up for his past behaviour.
And this is what I meant earlier when I said that I don't think he'll 't have a "bad reaction."
Essentially, it is my belief that his reaction will not follow in the footsteps of Mikio's, but instead, directly oppose and subvert that. This is related to the points I referenced in the post I linked above, but also, more importantly, because Taigen and Mikio are narrative foils.
Thus, where Mikio had betrayed Mizu and left her for dead, I believe Taigen will, at the end of the day, remain loyal and continue to fight by her side until the very end.
Because the thing about Taigen, as a person, outside of all the attitudes and prejudices that have been ingrained into him, is his relentless devotion. He gives himself into everything he does, puts in his all, and does not do things halfway. That's what makes him such a good soldier. He does not lead, but follows. He is inherently self-sacrificing and driven by a desire to protect, and we see this in how protective he is of Mizu to the point of enduring torture for her and telling her to use him as a human shield; how his first instinct upon hearing Akemi had been dragged off to get married against her will, is to get up and try to go to her; and how, when hearing the shogunate is in danger, he immediately goes straight to Edo palace to try to warn the shogun, even if it might get him killed in the process.
I could go on about why I think this is what makes him so good for Mizu (because Mizu's arc, especially in Season 1, is literally about accepting help and opening herself up to others) but this post is already atrociously long, so I'll just leave it at that.
So, anon, I hope I answered your question! I'm sorry I can never give short answers though, but I think at this point, it's to be expected from me lol. Thank you for the ask btw! And on that note, my inbox is always open for more 👀
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if your most recent post is referring to me sending you an ask about anne boonchuy i’m… not doing “fandom discourse”, i’m saying that saying that a southeast asian person having curly hair is “giving them Black features” is racism. asian people do not only have straight hair. anne boonchuy is based on a real thai woman’s real hair. it’s hurtful that after everything you’ve spoken about wrt calling out racism in fandoms you’re saying that me trying to inform you that another anon was sharing false, racist information is just “fandom discourse”. i understand that your focus is not on racism against asians, nor do i expect you put any energy towards that, but having an anon come to you with racist essentialism by implying that asians cannot have textured hair, receive little pushback. and then to be dismissive of me trying to correct that as just “discourse” is. :/
Funny enough, I was just talking about you in conversation.
1) no, actually, I wasn't talking about you alone. There were a couple posts I received trying to further debate about Pinkie Pie's lore that I would rather be held with each other than arguments through my inbox. I wanted to set the precedent that if you have an issue with someone's comment, especially if it's racist, you should be willing to confront them directly. Which is something I have also talked about. Because what you sent was not, from my perspective, meant for me. I would have asked you about it, if you hadn't sent it on anon. As far as I remember, there was even a line directed to the anon in question, rather than "hey Ice, what they said was wrong because-". I didn't understand why you didn't confront them directly in the reblogs.
2) I actually agree with you, especially as this person was played by an Asian actress and is South Asian. That said, while I don't think that the original anon was correct in their assessment with Anne herself, they are not wrong in that people's thinking of curls and afros as unkempt can still be a form of antiblackness- which is what I was just saying to Hot Chocolate as soon as I received this ask. So I addressed that part, without acknowledging what you are saying. I could have been more direct that the issue is not that she has curls as an Asian character, and to not suggest that Asian characters cannot have curly hair. That is on me for not realizing what was being implied. So in that, I apologize for not catching it, not speaking up, and I will make sure to pay more attention and be more specific in my language in the future.
3) I don't respect that you felt the need to chastise me anonymously. Please, feel free to contact me through messaging or off anon. Because so far, it seems we're having a miscommunication issue, and while I want to solve it respectfully, I don't think it's fair that you get to hide your face, while I have to have this conversation openly.
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MALE!READER WRITING REQUESTS OPEN!
Come check out my works bellow!
I've seen how devastatingly little male!reader fics are in my big fandoms, and as a gay man i feel like i should provide us with said fics! Which is why I'm opening my ask box for any and all male!readers and gn!readers requests! (Including anon requests!)
RULES:
I WON'T ACCEPT FEMALE!READER FICS REQUESTS. I’m a trans-masc genderfluid, so male!Readers or gn!Readers are the ones that I usually write and am comfortable with. It’s hard looking for male!reader fics, especially in female-dominated fandoms, that's why I'm opening requests for any and all sad and touch-starved dudes out there! If these don't fit your preferences then you are free to leave, and if you're a female user/reader entering my blog, I hope you remain respectful about the fics I write or get requests for, thank you.
NOTE: I NEVER USE ANY FORM OF Y/N IN MY FICS. Please be aware that i write based on my current fixations. Fixations may vary in how much i want to write them so i’ll be ranking from the MOST interested to the LEAST interested but will write. Please be patient in waiting for your fics as i, sadly, have IRL work to worry about too!
What i will write:
male!reader
gender-neutral reader
Ftm! Reader
Smut
Platonic or Romantic relationships
Kid!reader (ONLY platonic-parental relationships)
angst
fluff
comfort
headcanons
nsfw alphabets
drabbles
Series
Age gap (CHARACTERS MUST BE OVER THE AGE OF 19)
What I Won't write:
female!reader
underage characters (anyone under 17)
necrophilia
real people
pedophilia
Omorashi
age play
rape/non-con
incest
offensive/harmful things
THE CHARACTER LIST!
Current immediate fixation:
HOUSE MD (Up to s2)
Gregory House
James Wilson
Robert Chase
Lisa Cuddy
PEDRO PASCAL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE
Ezra (prospect)
Joel Miller
Javi Gutierrez
Javier Peña
Frankie Morales
Whiskey (Kingsman)
MORTAL KOMBAT 1
Johnny Cage
Kenshi Takahashi
Tomas Vrbada
Syzoth
HONKAI STAR RAIL
Boothill
Welt
Sampo
Gallagher
Dr. Ratio
JUJUTSU KAISEN
Satoru Gojo
Nanami Kento
Higuruma Hiromi
Ryoumen Sukuna
Yuuji Itadori (Fluff)
Toge Inumaki (Fluff)
Less interested (but will write) Fixations:
TOP GUN 86’ & TOP GUN: MAVERICK
Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd
Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin
COD MODERN WARFARE II
Simon 'Ghost' Riley
John 'Soap' Mactavish
König
DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN
Connor (RK800)
Nines (RK900)
HONORABLE MENTIONS
Chris Knight (Real Genius)
Hannibal (NBC)
The Corinthian (Netflix Sandman)
Leon S. Kennedy (RE4 Remake)
Luis Serra (RE4 Remake)
Understand that these are all works of fiction; I am perfectly fine with writing for topics including mafias, mobs, murder, organized crime, war, mental illness, abuse, etc.; but please do not romanticize them in any way. Reading it is fine; please don't romanticize them in your head.
If any of this provided information may seem confusing or have any questions, feel free to drop a DM and I will explain further! I will try to post fic requests as regularly and as fast as I can!
For refrence, these are fics i've written and uploaded to my AO3!
Steven Grant/Male Reader fluff
XMEN Family Pride Fic
Steven Grant/Male Reader Smut #1
Steven Grant/Male Reader Smut #2
Deadpool/Male Reader Fluff Confession
Deadpool/Ftm Reader Smut
Robert 'Bob' Floyd/Male Reader Fluff
Robert 'Bob' Floyd/Male Reader sunshine x grumpy
Tangerine/Male Reader Fluff/Angst Mature
Tangerine/Male Reader Mature
Tangerine/Male Reader (Escort Fic) Mature
Tangerine/NB Reader Teen&Up
Tangerine/Gender-Fluid Reader (Coming out fic)
Francisco "Catfish" Morales/Husband Reader
Joel Miller/Ftm Reader & Ellie Fluff
Joel Miller & Kid Reader
Joel Miller/Ftm Reader & Tess Fluff a bit Angst
Miguel O'hara/Male Reader Fluff
Miguel O'hara/Male Reader Spicy Fluff
Miguel O'hara/Male&GN Reader Spicy Fluff
Miguel O'hara/Male&GN Reader Fluff slight Angst
Din Djarin/Boyfriend Reader Smut
And the Short Fics/Drabbles on Tumblr!
Pulse (Tangerine/M!reader)
Deep Dive (Namor/M!reader)
Hold Tight (Tangerine/gn Reader)
Ner Mesh'la (Din Djarin/Male Reader)
Trinkets (Kurt Wagner/Gender-fluid Reader)
"Anythin' you wanna be." (Hobie Brown & Ftm Reader)
Little Nap! (Meows Morales Drabble)
Anyone that starts an argument about me writing exclusively for men and gender neutrals alike will get a very passive-aggressive and sarcastic reply to your request. There is an abundance of female!readers fics and writers who provide them; I am just here for people that takes a whole day searching for good male!reader fics. IF you do start an unnecessary rant about my fics or my writing preferences at a given moment; I’ve been in fandom spaces for the last 7 years of my life and run on pure manic adrenaline, I will throw hands.
Without further ado, REBLOG TO TELL ALL DUDES! I OPEN MY FLOOD GATES! WELCOME ALL MALE!READER REQUESTS!
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AITA for inquiring after a blog that got deleted?
This happened several months ago and my friends have told me that I wasn't in the wrong, but my stupid anxiety keeps bringing it up and saying actually they only told me that because they like me. Maybe the judgement of strangers will finally get my brain to put it to rest. Repliers, please use she/her pronouns only for me, I don't like being called by they/them.
I'm keeping this vague to respect the privacy of the others involved; if you somehow recognize the situation, please do not give further details. Feel free to ask for clarification if something is confusing, but I will not be providing additional information like what fandom it was as I believe that would just risk revealing who was involved, and I can't think of any additional info that would affect someone's judgement of what I did. I would like judgement of what I did without risking violating anyone else involved's privacy. Also, sorry this is so long. It's the ADHD. I hate it too.
I'm relating the dms involved as closely as I can, but they won't be word-for-word.
I follow several roleplay blogs in the same fandom. One day I noticed one that I particularly liked seemed to have been deleted. I wasn't sure if they'd made a goodbye post I didn't see before deleting or something, so I made a post asking if anyone knew if something had happened with their mod, as it seemed to come out of nowhere to me. No one ever interacted with this post, but I have no way of knowing if people saw it.
I messaged a blog that I had seen interact with them a lot asking something like "hey, do you know if something happened with [blog]'s mod? I noticed they had deleted and was wondering if something happened." They replied with the single word "no" and I thanked them and apologized for bothering them. This one word was the only thing they ever said to me. I took this to mean that they didn't know if anything had happened, but didn't try to investigate further. I was vaguely concerned that they seemed to have suddenly disappeared without anyone knowing, but it wasn't my place to try and dig things up.
A couple days later I was scrolling back through a different blog and I noticed an old post they'd reblogged from the person who deleted's sideblog, and the sideblog had also been deleted. I sent a dm asking something like "Hey, I noticed [blog] and [sideblog] were both deleted, and was wondering if you knew if the mod was alright" and received a response just saying that no one wanted to make what happened public, least of all the mod. I thanked them for responding, apologized for prying, and said I hoped things were alright, then deleted my post asking if anyone knew what had happened, so that people couldn't stumble on it, get curious, and try and pry themselves.
Very shortly after, I received an anonymous ask scolding me for prying into the mod's business when they wanted things kept quiet and continuing after being told no. I posted the anon and explained that I hadn't meant to pry - just was wondering if things were okay - and that I must have misinterpreted that first "no", apologized if I'd made anyone uncomfortable, and made it clear I would absolutely not ask further. That was the end of it, at least as far as I know.
I think I might be the asshole because: I didn't know the mod, we'd never talked beyond their answering some of my asks, but I asked people about them anyways. I was genuinely wondering if they were okay and was careful not to ask what happened, but I know I can have trouble finding the line between normal and nosy, and maybe messaging two people was too far, even if the first person seemed to not know anything.
I think I might not be the asshole because: I wasn't asking for details on what happened, I was just wondering if they were okay or if I'd missed a goodbye post, and backed off immediately after being told it was private. I don't think it's really my fault that I misinterpreted the first person saying "no" to me asking if they knew if something had happened, since I thought they were literally answering my question.
Again, please do not try to figure out who was involved in this if you think you recognize it; I just want my brain to stop turning this damn situation over and over and maybe having strangers judge it will do that.
So. AITA for asking after someone who deleted their roleplay blog?
What are these acronyms?
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Hello again. :)
Thank you for answering my ask, I never thought it would gained traction and I hope no salter would come to you. ( ;A;) Also want to thanks people who give their input along the way, it sure is interesting to see and there's some point that I... Maybe give out some detail too vaguely, such as when I said the timeline of my fic is post s5.
I think my story is a canon divergent that only follow canon up to some episode in s4, the change started in Hack-san. So basically Cat Noir is started to doubt Ladybug because while she did apologize, her apology is actually about the secret identity not about her leaving Paris and send subtitute without telling him first hand even after that, he keep finding Ladybug either become jumpy or outright avoiding him whenever he want to talk. The turning point is in Ephemeral where he find out Ladybug's plan which involved Viperion and make him asked her about everything but she keep avoid giving him an answer, instead saying "I'm doing this to protect you" without further explanation and he end up leaving the team until S4 finale and saw Monarch announcement. While he did come back to help her, he keep his distance because he doesn't trust her as much as before. And more change happened in s5 plot like he'$ not Marinette's boyfriend because he doesn't actually /that/ close to Marinette (whatever the canon want to say) so even if he knows Marinette is into him in Glaciator 3 (I forgot the actual episode name) , he never say or do anything as Adrien, he also never left in Kwami Choice (which vexing him further because again, Ladybug just leave like that) and he participated in the finale battle (because what in the world canon? That's like the most important battle for him) and definitely there's nothing like sentimonster human thing. (Felix is actually Adrien's twin and he's just veeeerrry jealous of Adrien's life because in his eyes Adrien's life is much better. Adrien never know about him having a twins though)
So yeah, my fic is post s5, but it's a canon divergence.
And one of the biggest reason why I never considered Luka as the leader is simply because Ephemeral exist. If he or Rena become the leader then it's no use, both of them are like the biggest Marinette supporter and Luka is the guy who doesn't even mind to be called "Adrien" by his girlfriend and mindlessly following her problematic plan so I don't think he'll even mind if Marinette want to take the lead despite of him being the leader because Marinette ftw! ;)
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No worries, Fic Anon, the post didn’t get any salt. I feel like people are weird when it comes to the mental image of “class clown” Cat Noir in a leadership position, like a leader can’t also be a funny dude and has to be grimly serious all the time. It’s just another cliche of leadership characters that they have to take themselves incredibly seriously because people think otherwise they can’t be taken seriously by others.
The idea that Cat Noir wouldn't be respected as a leader can't be proven correct or incorrect because, if the canon did approach such an angle, it would make Cat Noir look bad to prop up Marinette. We, frankly, don't know what the rest of the team thinks about Cat Noir, because the Miraculous writers want Adrien to be dependent on Marinette in everything, so he doesn't even get to bond with the team. Not that Ladybug does much more than order them around either. If there's anything in the canon hinting that Cat Noir isn't respected, it's Ladybug’s side of the banter on occasion being more demeaning.
I will say that plenty of Japanese media actually does go the route of making the team leader a bit of a clown, and it doesn’t make their teammates not listen to them. The Super Sentai, Battle Shounen and Magical Girl Warrior genres are full of wise-cracking team leaders who participate in some buffoonery. Yu Yu Hakusho has the least serious team members Yusuke and Kuwabara act as leaders depending on the arc and Kakashi is one of the biggest funnymen in Naruto, for example.
I totally agree that Adrien and Marinette are actually not as close as the show insists they are. My biggest peeve is the show insisting Marinette knows Adrien the best out of all the other characters when 1) she constantly misunderstands Adrien and 2) Adrien genuinely doesn’t feel like he can be himself around her. The latter point is why I hate the retcon that Adrien fell in love with Marinette in the Statue Scene(™) in Puppeteer 2, when that’s the episode where he explicitly states that he didn’t think Marinette considered them friends. That episode is one of the biggest examples of Marinette just not understanding Adrien, another one is the insult of giving who she thought was him the Dog Miraculous.
Yeah, now that you bring it up, Ephemeral makes Luka look like the most untrustworthy stooge of them all, worse than even Nathalie. At least Nathalie disapproved of Gabriel’s shitty plans even as she didn’t stop him, Luka is just: “Whatever you say, Marinette, you perfect goddess who can do no wrong. Are there any other breaches of trust you want me to commit, my queen?”
Your fic sounds like a total banger right up there with the currently only Miraculous fic I’m keeping up with, Perfect Paradise. If you end up posting, at me or send me a link or something, I’d love to give it a read.
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I would pay ANY amount of money for you to come out of retirement and write us some professor sharp angst/wholesomeness. Maybe something where mc helps him when he gets pain in his leg or something? Pretty please!
I didn't realise I was in retirement. 😅 Though it is true that I work a lot and stopped taking commissions/requests. That said, I do love Sharp and haven't written a fic in a while, so I hope this meets your expectations. Thanks, anon!
The student-teacher relationship in this fic is strictly platonic.
"Are you alright, Professor?" you asked, startled by his muffled groan.
"I'm fine," he said, his voice rasping.
He sat down quickly, wincing as he hit the chair. It was his leg, no doubt. You always saw him walking around without a cane, but you knew he had one. Thanks to your late night escapades searching for demiguise statues, you saw it leaning against a table in his room. The wood looked worn, as did the rubber on the tip, leading you to believe he used it profusely, just never around students or his peers.
"Sir?" you asked, cautiously moving closer.
"What do you want?" he barked, his teeth clenched.
You flinched, the question reminding you why you stayed after class. "Oh, I wanted to ask you about the erumpent potion. You said we'd be brewing it next week, but I'm having some trouble finding—"
"Another time," he said, sharply. "Tomorrow, perhaps. I don't have time for—"
He paused, gripping his thigh as he hunched forward. All colour seemed to drain from his face as he swallowed a visibly painful grunt. It was definitely his leg, and you felt sorry for him, but you didn't know how to broach the subject without upsetting him further. You simply watched as his brow furrowed, betraying the stoic demeanor he hoped to convey.
"I understand, Professor. Tomorrow, then."
It seemed like the best decision, leaving him to his own devices. After all, he'd been dealing with his condition for years and you weren't a doctor. There wasn't much, if anything, that you could do besides respect his privacy. You turned to leave, but as you did so, you heard him take a few short, laboured breaths.
"...Wait."
"Professor?"
His body was trembling, the nails on his free hand digging into his desk. "Bring me your wiggenweld potion. Please."
His demand was strict, but his eyes were desperate. You nodded, rushing to your station to retrieve the vial. When you handed it to him, his fingers shook as they pried the cork from the neck. Hastily, he downed the liquid with three loud gulps, then exhaled with a weary sough.
He didn't speak after that, he simply sat with his head down, fist clenched as he waited for the remedy to take effect. His mouth, though he tried to keep it closed, hung partially open as he fought for air, his chest heaving. You weren't sure how to react. Something told you he felt humiliated by your presence, but you couldn't help but worry.
"Professor?" you asked, gently. "Are you—?"
"I'm fine!"
His outburst was crass, hurtful. You didn't like it. His eyes were mixed with rage and agony and it scared you. He was always stern, but he still carried an air of kindness, despite his brooding looks; however, in that moment there wasn't a trace of the man who'd been so graciously helping you with your studies. You backed away, clasping your hands in discomfort.
"I'm sorry I bothered you, sir."
As you fled for the door, you heard him sigh, defeatedly. "Wait. I'm ... that was beneath me." You looked back, seeing him point to the chair beside his desk. "Please, sit."
You did, though with tense shoulders. You never took well to being yelled at, but Sharp did seem genuinely remorseful. As you joined him, his crude expression settled and he adjusted his tone. Once again his voice was deep but forbearing, unassuming. The way it usually sounded.
"I didn't mean to snap at you. You did as I asked and I am grateful." Relaxing, he brushed his hair out of his face. "As you know, I have no patience for those who refuse to acknowledge their own mistakes. I would be a hypocrite if I didn't include myself in that statement."
"Are you in pain?" you asked, glossing over his comment, but he didn't return your gaze.
"It will pass. I didn't expect such a powerful wave. Clearly the potion I took this morning was diluted."
"I didn't know it got that bad."
"It usually doesn't. Not during class, anyhow."
You thought back to his room. The empty bottles surrounding his chair—it all made sense. He didn't bring his cane to class because he was numbing his leg with potions. It couldn't be healthy, but you didn't dare question it. The man was so desperate for a cure, but even more desperate to keep face with his students.
"Sir, isn't the potions classroom the coldest in the castle? Doesn't that exacerbate your leg?"
"Clever," he huffed. "You know your biology." He seemed annoyed, yet paradoxically proud. "Yes, it can exacerbate it, but only in the winter."
You looked to the windows, tilting your head as flakes of snow hit the glass. Sarcasm. He was being intentionally facetious, which told you he was feeling better, or at least starting to.
"Are you alright now?" you asked, unsure of what else to say.
"I'll be fine." You could see the sweat shining on his forehead, his wrinkles folding in and out. He was still in pain. "This potion is weak, too."
"I'm so sorry. Did I make it wrong?"
"No, it's no fault of yours. A student's potion is never going to be stronger than a potioneer's. Besides, wiggenweld does very little regardless." He took another breath, carefully rubbing his thigh. "I wonder if you might do me another favour?"
"Of course, sir," you answered without hesitation.
"Never speak of this to anyone."
Your shoulders bucked. Taking his focus from his leg, his eyes met yours. He was serious, but it wasn't a threat. It was a sign of trust. It didn't have to be, but it was—an ask, not a demand. Eager to prove yourself worthy of that trust, you nodded.
"Of course, sir. I won't."
"Then you have my gratitude."
"But, sir—?" Your throat tightened, knowing you were about to push your luck. "Perhaps you should start using a cane. At least until spring, when it gets a little warmer?"
The silence cut into your soul. His black eyes stared you down, but you couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He didn't look angry or insulted, but he didn't look indulgent either. He was impossible to read sometimes.
"No need."
You didn't push it. "Okay."
"Thank you for your help, but I'm fine now."
"That's good." Things were getting awkward, mostly because you weren't sure if you believed him. "Can you walk?"
"What was it you wanted to ask me?" he injected. "About your potion?"
"Oh, well..." He was willing to talk, so you supposed he really was on the mend. "The erumpent potion. I went to J. Pippin's to buy some powdered erumpent horn, but he was sold out."
"You should've ordered it earlier, at the beginning of the school year. I sent all the students a syllabus and Pippin replenishes his supplies every September for that very purpose."
"I'm sorry, Professor. I did order it, but ... the dragon."
Sharp held his tongue, choosing his next words wisely. He could be cold, but he wasn't heartless, and he knew revisiting that day disturbed you. In fact, out of all the professors at Hogwarts, he was perhaps the most attentive and tender in that context, likely because he knew what it was like to watch someone die.
"Go on," he said, softly.
Your fingers curled. "Professor Fig and I never managed to find one of my clothing bags, which is fine, but I didn't remember until just a few days ago that I packed some ingredients in there. I completely forgot because I put most of them in my satchel, but they couldn't all fit. I'm afraid one of those ingredients was the powdered horn."
"I see." He let out a shaky sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "I have some in storage. You can use that, but just this once."
"Thank you, sir."
"And don't tell the other students. The last thing I need is some sentiment floating around that they can slack off and ask me to foot the bill."
"Understood, sir."
"Good. Now, if that answers your question, you should be on your way. Class is over, after all."
"Will you be alright?"
"Yes." There was a hint of frustration in his remark. "You, on the other hand, are going to be late for your next class."
You looked at the clock and were shocked to discover the afternoon break was almost over. It didn't feel like you'd been chatting for very long, but the realisation that you'd have to sprint halfway across the castle to make it to your next class caused you to jump out of your seat. Before leaving, you thanked Sharp one last time, but as you crossed the threshold and rushed around the corner, you slowed. Something wasn't right. You didn't know how you knew, but you couldn't shake the feeling. After a few long strides, you came to a grinding halt, your hand resting against the wall.
As you waited for something you weren't sure was going to happen, it happened. From the classroom, you heard a piercing yelp that made your whole body stiffen, then a thud. Horrified, you ran back and found Sharp curled up on the floor, his jaw clenched and eyes squinted shut. While trying to steady himself with one hand, the other pushed against his hip, the pain excruciating.
"Professor!"
You ran to his side and crouched to his level, but he let out a violent hiss when you touched his arm. It wasn't because he was rejecting you, though, but because any physical contact, no matter where it was, only served to amplify his pain. Every muscle, every nerve screamed in agony.
"D-don't touch me," he begged through gritted teeth.
You obliged, only removing your cape and draping it over his legs; an act of which he didn't protest. As you hoped, the warmth offered some alleviation, but not much. For a while, you both stayed there, his leg twitching as he sucked in air through his nostrils, his moans distressing. You had never seen a grown man writhe in such obvious torture. It was almost too much for you to bear, but you knew it was infinitely worse for him.
"I ... I think I should get the nurse."
He reached out, suddenly, and clutched your wrist. As he held on, you could feel his body shudder and contract. His cheeks were white as sheets and his hair stuck to the sweat soaking his brow. It looked like he'd been hit with the cruciatus curse, but he still managed to cough up an audible "no".
"Oh please, Professor! Please!"
He shook his head, barely. He couldn't speak anymore. He could hardly move, except for the involuntary spasms. You couldn't believe you fell for his reassurances, for his helpful teacher act. He'd been suffering the entire time, but it was too late for him to apparate somewhere safe. He couldn't concentrate, couldn't answer you, and that scared you. You weighed your options, considered spells, considered trying to carry him, but all of those were foolish notions. He was twice your size, and shifting him even an inch caused him to wail.
"Ah ... aughh!"
His cries pushed you over the edge. Even if it made him hate you, even if you lost his trust forever, you didn't care. You apologised, then raced to the hospital wing with more speed than you thought you were capable of. When you returned with help, Sharp was still on the floor, and in an even worse way than when you left him. Something was very wrong, which the nurse divulged immediately. Ignoring his objections, she gave you a nod of approval, letting you know you made the right decision, then disapparated, taking your ailing professor in tow.
Nearly two weeks later, you received a summons to visit Sharp in the faculty hall. He'd only recently returned to Hogwarts and he was set to resume teaching in a few days, but you weren't sure how to take the news. You were certain he'd be furious with you. After all, he ended up in St Mungo's and his absence had become a famed rumour amongst the students. No doubt he intended to berate you, but you accepted it. Standing outside his room, you mustered your courage and knocked.
"Come in, and keep the door open."
You did as he asked, finding him sat in his armchair not too far from the entrance. As you hobbled in, he gestured to a chair he'd placed across from him, and you took it, but without meeting his gaze. For some reason, you felt embarrassed, if not slightly fearful. Once situated, you didn't say anything, instead choosing to grip your pants out of nervousness.
"Look at me," he said, sending a shiver up your spine.
Hesitating, you lifted your head, your eyes heavy. He looked exhausted. He looked like he'd been through hell. The bags under his eyes were darker than usual, almost bruised, and his stubble was unusually outgrown. An attempt had been made to brush his hair, but it still sprung out in certain areas, emphasising his lack of energy. Realising this, a suffocating sense of guilt consumed you. You wondered if his time in St Mungo's had been a negative experience, and if so you blamed yourself. Taking a quivering breath, you looked away, ashamed.
"Sir, I'm so sor—"
"Forgive me."
You gasped, quietly. "What?"
"That day, after class, I'm well aware you must have been terrified. You wanted to help me, but I made that difficult." Your eyes were wide as saucers as you listened. "Mrs. Weasley informed me you've been withdrawn in your other classes. Is it too presumptuous of me to assume that's because of me?"
You flinched, hanging on every word he uttered. "N-no, sir! I mean, maybe a little. I have a lot on my mind, but I did worry you might ... you might hate me now."
He chuckled, putting your worries at ease. "It takes a lot for me to genuinely hate a student." He sat back, exhaling as he rubbed his thigh, which was clearly sore but in much better condition. "No, I don't hate you. I was upset at the time, but that's my problem. A student should never have to see their teacher in such a sorry state."
"I didn't mind. It's not your fault you can't—!" You cut yourself off. No matter what you said, it wouldn't change his mind. His pride was already wounded and pity was the last thing he needed. "I'm sorry, sir. You don't deserve this."
He shrugged. "I actually owe you more than an apology."
You raised an eyebrow, confused. "Sir?"
"My injury," he wheezed. "That day, it was different. The pain was ... well, it was trying to tell me something, but I was being stubborn and now I've paid the price."
You looked at his leg, his hand resting just above his knee. "It's gotten worse."
"It would have, had you not fetched the nurse when you did. Evidently, the muscles beneath my scars started to deteriorate. My first few days in St Mungo's were spent merely trying to keep them stable." He cleared his throat, his voice strained. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"I-I think so," you stuttered. "You've been too hard on your leg."
"Yes, and if not for your actions that day, I might've lost it entirely." You blinked as he stood ever so slowly, his hand firmly gripping the cane he'd hidden beside his chair. "I've never been particularly good at showing my gratitude, but you have it nonetheless."
"I ... you're welcome, sir." You could tell it was hard for him, that he was self-conscious about the whole situation, but he was trying his best to be cordial. "I'm glad you're okay. You are okay, right?"
"I'm fine." He groaned, caught off guard by your sincerity. "That said, never second guess yourself, not even if an irascible old fool like me gives you grief. You did well."
As he faced the wall, almost shyly, you smiled. "That's a beautiful cane, sir."
"Yes, well, I shall see you in class. I expect you've been keeping up with your studies?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Then I look forward to seeing what you've learned." Sensing his insistence, you stood and headed for the door. "One more thing." Meeting you at the archway, his limp countered by the cane, he handed you a small sack. "Professor Hecat told me she moved the syllabus around while she was covering for me. The erumpent potion has been rescheduled to next week, correct?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. You'll be needing those supplies, then." Curious, you loosened the pullstring, but he stopped you. "Open it on your own time, please. I assure you, there's plenty to sift through."
You thanked him again, heading out as he led you. Once in the hall, he muttered a "good day", then politely closed the door. Needless to say, the exchange went better than you imagined; you squeezed the sack as you processed it. Sharp was, much to your surprise, far more reasonable than you gave him credit for, and you felt horrible for having expected otherwise.
As you headed off, you unrolled the edges of the sack, itching to see what was inside, and when its contents came into view, you froze. Powdered erumpent horn, to be sure, but a variety of other ingredients also caught your eye. Abraxan hair, aconite, alihosty, billywig slime, lovage, maw, hellebore, rue. Some of the ingredients were rare and expensive. The generosity of it spoke volumes, louder than words. There was enough in there to last you until next term, and perhaps longer.
"There you are!" a voice shouted as you exited to the main hall. It was Poppy, running towards you with a glowing smile. "I've been looking everywhere for you! What're you doing all the way over—?" She looked down the corridor you'd just left. "Oh, that's right. I forgot you had a meeting with Professor Sharp." She frowned. "How'd that go? Did he chew you out?"
You couldn't help but laugh as you tightened the sack and swung it over your shoulder. "Come on, Poppy. He's not so bad."
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