#when you bully your own wife and never let her have her own opinions

[brokenmenswhore]

I’m utterly feral with how you write Aegon! Words cannot describe the utter cuteness aggression I get I with this pathetic man and how well you write his patheticness!

Fem!Reader is a Stark betrothed to Aegon but in being a love hate relationship with the idea because he’s so frustrating yet so lovable and she doesn’t understand how to feel about that, but instead of taking her anger out on Aegon (poor boy is already getting bullied enough by his own mother) she takes it out in training or fighting cause she’d rather die than hurt him. But perhaps the tension grows to be too much and she just storms in and kisses him passionately cause she couldn’t take it anymore.

thank you so much! i love my men broken, homicidal, and pathetic 🫶🏻 this is formatted as a drabble!

headsplit | aegon ii targaryen

pairing: aegon targaryen x fem!reader

warnings: none!

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Your sword pierced the bale of hay, almost the entire blade disappearing into the flakes as you stopped for a brief moment to catch your breath.

If I wish to go to war, then we will go to war. You are not yet my wife, why must it matter to you?

You pulled the sword out of the hay, slicing a few stiff strands as you hit either side of the bale, using all your might to express your anger.

You very well may come to loathe this betrothal, Stark.

You let out an exasperated scream as you pierced the hay bales again.

What I do in the streets at night is of no concern to you.

You continually stabbed the bale of hay as several more frustrating sentences Aegon had spoken to you rang through your mind. You were confused and overwhelmed, your only outlet being your sword and the unlucky object that came to face it.

Your betrothal to Aegon came as a surprise to you both. Aegon was under the impression that he would one day marry his sister, Heleana, and you never anticipated the man you would marry would be of high standing, nevertheless the highest standing possible.

Aegon was a complete headsplit.

Oftentimes he drove you crazy, speaking without thinking first or taking drastic actions without any regard for others. He was impulsive, and believed that since he was in line for the throne, his opinion was automatically valued over your own. He did whatever he wanted under the guise of “but I’m the future king” and unintentionally refused to include you.

On the other hand, he was one of the easiest people to care for that you’d ever met. You could have him wrapped around your finger or melting in your arms from just a little bit of affection and care. When you shared an intimate, genuine moment, you could truly see yourself loving him and aiding him for the rest of your lives. You were beginning to care for him, and your attraction toward him was not something you could hide any longer.

Then he would drink too much and cause a scene and leave you frustrated and confused.

You wiped the sweat from your hairline, stabbing your blade into the top of the bale of hay and pausing your training for a moment.

Training was one of the only ways you could express your anger. Aegon made your brain ache, and sometimes you wanted to shake him or scream, but you knew your temperament, and you would rather die than hurt him. He had been hurt enough in his life.

You were constantly battling with yourself over how you felt toward your betrothal. You ultimately decided that you were unsure how to feel, but it would hopefully turn out alright.

The internal tension within yourself was presenting itself in the way you interacted with Aegon. Your tone of voice was becoming exasperated, and you had to force yourself to keep calm when speaking to him. Other times, your mutual disdain and desire was so thick that the air felt like it was weighing you down.

You left the sword in the hay, opting for your dagger. You gripped the hilt as tight as you could as you faced a tall block of wood.

You repeatedly stabbed the block of wood until one strike was hard enough to pierce through the wood, your dagger getting stuck deep enough that you couldn’t pull it out.

You groaned in frustration, giving up on your training for the day and retreating back to your chambers to bathe.

When you sunk into the warm water, you took a deep breath, recounting conversations you’d had with your betrothed in place of trying to relax like you intended.

“Where were you?” you asked.

“Out,” was all Aegon said.

You sighed, dropping your head briefly before speaking again. “As your future wife, I expect you should make yourself comfortable speaking of your whereabouts.”

“As your future husband, I expect you to refrain from questioning me on my whereabouts.”

“Aegon, our betrothal signals a partnership, not an ownership in which I simply just bark when you say to bark.”

Aegon stood and approached you. “And if I wish to hear you bark like the little bitch you are?”

You closed your eyes as you sank further into the tub, recounting more memories.

“Because it is stupid, Aegon, just plain stupid.”

“Do not call my ideas stupid!”

“You’ll get yourself hurt, Aegon!” you screamed.

Aegon bowed his head, running his hands over his eyes. One moment ago, he was screaming, and now, he was breaking down in tears.

“Shit, Aegon,” you nearly whispered, running toward him and taking him in your arms, “I’m sorry I raised my voice, that was not okay.”

He rested his head on your shoulder and attempted to catch his breathing.

“I never want to hurt you, Aegon, I’m sorry.”

Aegon lifted his head, his eyes puffy as he looked at you. “You don’t?”

“What?”

“You don’t ever want to hurt me? Really?” Aegon spoke, his voice weak.

“Never,” you assured him, “and I am so so sorry if I did. It won’t happen again.”

Aegon hugged you, something he had never done before. He embraced your body tightly, desperate to feel close to you.

You allowed the bath water to relax the tension in your muscles as you rested the back of your head against the metal. Your brain was almost sore from all the instances swirling around in your mind.

“I don’t understand why I need to tell you these things,” Aegon shrugged, nonchalant.

“Why wouldn’t I want to know?” you retorted.

“I just don’t get why it matters.”

“Because knowing you’re safe is important.”

“I don’t get why you would care so much.”

“Aegon,” you sighed, “we are to be married.”

“And?”

You sighed in frustration. “So, naturally, a wife cares about her husband and his safety.”

“I am not your husband yet.”

“Yes but-“ you cut yourself off before you said something you regret out of anger.

You sat up in the bathtub, an idea popping into your head, and your body began to follow through before you could stop it. You stepped out of the tub, drying yourself off briefly and tying your robe around your waist.

With a huff, you marched out of your chambers and through the hallways. When you reached Aegon’s chambers, you didn’t even bother to knock.

You pushed the door open to find him seated in front of the table model of King’s Landing. He tilted his head upward to look at you, and you continued to step toward him.

“What are you-“

With no regard for his words, you took Aegon’s face in your hands and kissed him, hard.

He immediately responded, kissing you back. After a few moments, the intensity wore off, and you were simply making out, gentleness and passion finally presenting itself to you both.

You pulled away, nearly out of breath as you said, “sorry, couldn’t take it anymore.”

Aegon smiled at you, pulling you back into a soft kiss.

[moonlightdancer26]

I know that you have very different opinions on Severus Snape but I would just like to ask you – why do you like him in the first place? I myself aren't very fond of James Potter but hating on him and liking Snape is kind of hypocritical if you ask me.

It's very confusing that you preach that James Potter was a bully and a horrible person who deserved to die when his crimes were a million times less than Severus's. He was a bully and a sexual assaulter and I hundred percent agree to that claim. But Snape was pathetic, an internalized racist, a murderer, and someone who thought taking his anger out on little kids instead of getting a wife and leaving the poor things alone was more adequate.

And no, I will not just leave these claims like this without proof of them like other anonymous asks like to do which is totally annoying. 

Pathetic: 

Even after calling Lily a mudblood and hearing her out in fifth year about why she couldn't be friends with him anymore, he continued to join the Death Eaters. Instead of proving to Lily that he could change and fight for her, he joined the Death Eaters and only actually regretted his decision when Lily died because of his mistake. James at least changed, or Lily wouldn't have married him otherwise. We know he did since his "ego deflated" and he became a better man for Lily. Snape didn't realize that until his love was taken away from him and probably never would have unless Lily died.

Racist: 

He called Lily a mud blood word when the only thing she did was try to help him in front of, like, a hundred kids who must have been her friends. He chose to embarrass the only person who cared for him and decided to go there, too. If someone nowadays called their friend the N-Word and refused to take it back in public, all hell would break loose. But most of you hate muggle borns, too, right? Or do you guys just not like Lily? 

Murderer:

This is pretty self-explanatory. He sold out the prophecy to Voldemort knowing full well the family behind it would suffer. He never took the initiative to sit down and think about the fact that if it had been his own family or himself he was selling out. He wouldn't have lived with a care in the world if it had been the Longbottoms. But it was Lily. Not the Potters, only Lily. A million people could die and he wouldn't take a flying fuck. 

With all due respect. I know some people like this messed up aspect of him and if you are one of them then that is perfectly valid. I just really needed to ask because all these other Snape stans would come at me and bite my throat off. I know you are one of the rational ones. Why do you like Severus Snape? 

Hey there, anon. Because of your first and last lines I’m going to try to be civil with you and politely explain my opinions (this might not apply to the part where I respond to you calling blood supremacy racism and comparing Mudblood to the N word, but I digress).

Aight, let’s get to work:

hating on him and liking Snape is kind of hypocritical if you ask me.

I’m not asking you. Not really. I mean, you might consider it hypocritical if you don’t actually understand what made James’s character completely dilapidated for me.

James is, an awful character. Awful as in morally? Maybe, but I’ve loved worse characters before. Awful as in his character is awfully-written? Yes. Even if Severus was worse than James as a person, I would still love him and hate James. You know why? Because Severus’s character is interesting, because Severus’s character is relevant, because his character is genuinely enjoyable to read. James is none of those things (at least to me).

Not only is James a shitty person whose scenes all show him in an exceedingly unpleasant light, but he isn’t even a well-written character. I literally love Voldemort and Bellatrix for god’s sake. Are they undoubtedly worse than James? Obviously. But they’re interesting characters with compelling origin stories/backstories and, in my eyes, that “makes up for” their shittiness. I also love James’s best friend (all of them actually), Sirius, I think he sucks as a person but his character is complicated and brilliantly-written—that’s why I’m capable of “looking past” his awfulness. James has nothing to make up for it; he’s not funny, he’s not enjoyable, he’s quite frankly just as intriguing as watching paint dry, and he was dead a decade before the series even began. He’s practically just a plot device—he’s known as “Harry Potter’s dad,” “Sirius and Remus’s best friend,” “Snape’s bully,” but we never actually get to see his character being explored. He served no purpose in the story besides giving both Severus and Harry traumatic backstories.

So, not hypocritical. Mostly just a preferred taste of interesting characters.

Those three paragraphs alone fundamentally debunk your whole ask but I’ll continue for the sake of it.

It's very confusing that you preach that James Potter was a bully and a horrible person who deserved to die when his crimes were a million times less than Severus's

Read what I said above first.

And no darling, I consider a guy who bullied kids because of past trauma and having to constantly face the carbon-copy of his abuser a lot less worse than a guy who bullied someone completely powerless against him (when it came to social status) and traumatised said person for no other reason than because he (James) was a spoiled, rich, privileged pureblood. One of them is a scarily realistic representation of how real-life victims can cope, can you spot which one I’m talking about?

I’d argue that it’s unfair to compare the two solely based on their bad-things-they-did count as Severus lived nearly twice as much as James did and because of what I’ve just stated above, but anyway.

But Snape was pathetic, an internalized racist, a murderer, and someone who thought taking his anger out on little kids instead of getting a wife and leaving the poor things alone was more adequate.

(“instead of getting a wife” 💀💀 what’s that supposed to mean?)

Moving on.

And no, I will not just leave these claims like this without proof of them like other anonymous asks like to do which is totally annoying.

oh you have nothing to worry about, anon, you’re being just as annoying 😊

Even after calling Lily a mudblood and hearing her out in fifth year about why she couldn't be friends with him anymore, he continued to join the Death Eaters. Instead of proving to Lily that he could change and fight for her, he joined the Death Eaters

You’re acting as if Lily would “take him back” even if he did do all that.

1. That doesn’t make him pathetic. That makes him human.

2. Losing Lily only pushed him to join the DEs, she was the only “source of light” in his life, and he had just lost her. He was at his breaking point. Do you people not understand how humans work? …Or how cults target younger candidates and use known methods to recruit them?

and only actually regretted his decision when Lily died because of his mistake.

✨This is where his redemption arc started✨

✨You can’t use what made him defect (the turning point) to try and prove that he wasn’t a hero afterwards✨

✨Lily may have been the initial reason he defected but he actually grew to believe in the Order’s cause and continued to fight for it even after he knew Lily’s sacrifice was in vain✨

✨Don’t use “he only *did this* because of…” as an argument when it’s simply untrue✨

James at least changed, or Lily wouldn't have married him otherwise.

We’re literally told that James went behind Lily’s back and continued his quarrel with Snape, she wouldn’t even be able to “judge him properly.” And don’t use the love interest as a moral compass, it doesn’t make James a better person.

We know he did since his "ego deflated" and he became a better man for Lily.

Sure Jan

Snape didn't realize that until his love was taken away from him

Didn’t realise what? 💀

and probably never would have unless Lily died.

Ok but he did “realise *whatever tf you’re talking about*” so don’t rely on hypotheticals for arguments.

He called Lily a mud blood word when the only thing she did was try to help him in front of, like, a hundred kids who must have been her friends.

“the mudblood word” 😃

Hey babe, he called her a slur that also applies to him mere moments before he was sexually assaulted and choked with soap suds. Doesn’t justify it, but I don’t think it makes me a horrible person for thinking that Lily was wrong for not reporting the Marauders to a Professor (aka the Logical/Actually-Helps-Your-Friend-Out thing to do) before he even called her that.

Also? He apologised and continued to regret it for the rest of his life. Does that mean Lily shouldn’t have been upset? No, she had every right. But he did the one thing Jimothy couldn’t do; actually saying the words I’m sorry, so much for “James at least changed.”

He chose to embarrass the only person who cared for him and decided to go there, too.

Yes of course, this situation is about Lily. We’re totally not talking about the same scene where 16 year old Severus was immobilised, sexually assaulted, exposed against his will, and waterboarded, all “in front of a hundred kids”—you said it, not me, although I was about to—and his best friend. No ofc we should just be focusing on what happened to Lily—the person who also nearly smiled at her friend being flipped upside down and being put in an extremely humiliating and traumatic situation.

If someone nowadays called their friend the N-Word

You mean if a mixed kid called a black kid the N word?

and refused to take it back in public

We see that he was clearly sorry for it 💀 The damn boy had been sexually harassed, he was likely too shocked to even process what happened, and he didn’t “refuse to take it back,” he didn’t even say anything (which makes my other point even more likely to have been the case). I also think Rowling purposefully made it that way because, at that point, we didn’t know that Severus and Lily were friends, and she didn’t want to “hint at it too much” by making Severus yell after her or something. That’s my personal thought though.

all hell would break loose.

Yeah it would, but I think that’s because this is a real, serious issue that takes place almost half a century after the situation you’re referring to that also took place in a fictional universe that was involving a made-up kind facing made-up discrimination.

But most of you hate muggle borns, too, right?

*writes this down in the List Of Weirdest Shit Snaters Have Ever Said To Me*

Or do you guys just not like Lily?

Not really. We’re just capable of exhibiting a human feeling called ✨empathy✨ to a character who’s gone through an unbelievable amount of shit throughout his life. Doesn’t mean we don’t like Lily or that we’re somehow misogynists or blood supremacists (imagine calling real people that.. lmao).

This is pretty self-explanatory.

And hell is just a sauna.

There’s no proof Severus knew it was about a family or a child, or even a person (that is, if you consider the part of the prophecy that he heard and analyse the potential meanings), but I’ll be putting that aside.

Even if he knew:

— He was working for Voldemort at that time, he was a loyal Death Eater who worked for a mind-reading maniac, what else do you want him to do?

— You can’t use that to prove that he didn’t become a hero lol. He may have done that, but he also went on to save countless lives (at least more than the amount he supposedly mUrDeReD) and fight for the Light side for nearly ten times the amount of time he spent following Voldemort. He called Lily a Mudblood? He (actually) changed and went on to yell at the portrait for referring to Hermione—someone he disliked—as a Mudblood. He was a Death Eater? He was also one of the greatest heroes of the entire series. And so on. Do you not understand the concept of a redemption arc? The redeemed character had to have done bad things in the past to redeem themselves for it, otherwise what would they have to repent from? 90% of the fandom shares this strange logic and it’s pretty fucking irritating.

He never took the initiative to sit down and think about the fact that if it had been his own family or himself he was selling out.

Why would he sell himself out? 💀

He wouldn't have lived with a care in the world if it had been the Longbottoms.

Maybe. But it wasn’t the Longbottoms, so shush.

But it was Lily. Not the Potters, only Lily.

Then why would he have gone to Dumbledore? He already asked Voldemort to spare Lily, why would he go to Dumbledore and betray his current master, just to warn Dumbles that Voldemort was after the whole family? That’s literally what made Dumbles place James and Lily under the protection. They would’ve died a lot sooner if Severus truly hadn’t “lived with a care in the world.”

A million people could die and he wouldn't take a flying fuck.

Can’t say that without any proof.

I know some people like this messed up aspect of him

We like the complicated, traumatised, grey hero who was also extremely entertaining and fun to read about. Not the shit you think he’s done.

I just really needed to ask because all these other Snape stans would come at me and bite my throat off.

Me who already gobbled down your throat entirely: 🧍‍♀️ /j

I know you are one of the rational ones. Why do you like Severus Snape? 

Indeed I am. (Not sure if you’d think that after seeing my answer but I’ll accept the backhanded compliment with pleasure.)

I like him because he’s enjoyable. That’s really the most dominant factor when it comes to characters, movies, tv shows, etc. I don’t care about the plot, I don’t care about their morals, what’s ultimately the thing that matters most to me is if they’re enjoyable. If I enjoy reading/watching it/them, then I’ll love it. I don’t care whether Severus was a terrible person or not, if I enjoy scenes with him in it, if I find him entertaining, if I’m legitimately able to enjoy every second, then I’ll love him. I was one of the few who loved Snape at first glance, from when I read the series for the very first time. I was a little girl at that time, he was of course needlessly shitty to Harry, but I was able to find the humour in his classy jibes, especially as I got older. His sarcasm was to die-for, and in the later books we got to learn more about his past, and so his character became all the more nuanced. And then there was the grandiose reveal in Deathly Hallows. I still would’ve loved him even if he was a villain, and at least then there’d be many less tiring debates about his morality.

I hope my answer was sufficient. Bye-bye anon.

[ladythornofrivia]

my heavenly salvation

Pair: Levi x Reader

Warnings: This series is going to be contain with fluff. Too much fluff. And smut. With mentions of self-harm, mentions of depression. Psychological abuse and bullying. Inspired by the Titanic movie.

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Chapter III

Heart of Thunder and Sea

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The time during the confrontation with the Yeager brothers seemed endless. As they carried Zeke Yeager out, your stomach have ached by the time you escorted yourself at the giant lobby. And it wasn't the candy you ate. People kept giving glares and stares, especially a pack of young women--already married.

You didn't care about their stares or their ways of glaring at you in a thousand meanings. Staring was never a polite gesture, yet they still do it, anyway. People can be a menace to others by the means of making themselves superior.

Gulping, you sat at the nearby velvet seat, you examined the statue of a man killing the Titan by a spear at the top of Titan’s head.

You have seen Titans at close hand, as a bystander. Warriors…Titans…they act the same, but in different uniforms. You wonder what life is like without Titans—it’s hard to imagine for anyone. For centuries Titans had been born, as if they flow through everyone’s veins except Titans flowed through timeline.

As much as you’d like to believe that Titans are only a fever dream, and that your friends are fallen asleep, but it never was.

You wanted to know what’s like to be a Warrior.

Or an Eldian from Paradis.

You read an article or two regarding to Paradis, but as always, newspapers don’t align with reality. Marleyan and Eldian—both terrible people, two sides of the same coin. Maybe they’re terrible because they’ve been wronged each other, all thanks to the people in the past. King Fritz.

You never liked kings or royalty. All acted like Gods, but did terrible misdeeds behind their graced status. It irked you the most when most deaths were in vain while King Fritz passed away in his sleep. Needless to say, having a personal opinion in Marley will ultimately give you a final sentence.

However being a Marleyan or Eldian—both are cursed.

All you ever wanted in life wasn’t to be born as Marleyan or an Eldian. You wanted to be more than the name, you wanted to be free as your own self. Up until now, you’re still a beautiful bird in a golden and jeweled cage, anticipating the worst of those who consider you as a tool to unlock their personal needs.

“There you are, (y/n),” Gertrude said aloud, rushing over to your side, but you turned away from her without a word as if you don’t know her.

Out of nowhere, your wrist quickly snatched. You still didn’t look into Gertrude’s scolding eyes.

“You’re an embarrassment to us all. How could you leave your future husband in a poor state? You should’ve tended to his needs as a good wife, not a careless barbarian.”

Pulling your wrist, you looked at her strongly in the eye and said, “Then why don’t you tend to his needs? It seems like you wanted to be queen. Just say the word, and he’ll listen, since you complimented him so much.”

“You disrespectful little bitch,” Gertrude seethed. “I taught you better than this.”

“I’ll see you at dinner, mama,” you said, rushing off elsewhere. Escape from a boring rich life, that is.

~~~

At dinner, everyone in the first class ate their first meal in Goliath, filled with rare goods and ingredients to make the lavish dinner more lively. Everyone complimented their supper, which greatly pleased their injured king.

Zeke, on the other hand, played it off so well, that everyone still had their concerns on Zeke’s leg. Whoever struck Zeke must be punished, some said. But they’ll never know who’s responsible for Zeke’s misfortune.

You, on the other hand, still beautiful and trapped, unsure how to speak to people. Thankfully, people don’t pay attention to you. And that your blessings have been counted that no one could ever know your real thoughts.

Gertrude kept praising the Countess through and through. It irritated you so harshly that you wanted someone to suffocate you, but at the end of the day, you stared at the grandfather clock, watching it tick, counting down for elaborated dinner to be over.

~~~

As you returned back to your bedroom suite, your hands reached for the bed, your dress tightened your chest—no cold air resided in you. You reached for the lace, but each time you untie the knot at your back, it restrained more. Your back ache from arching, filling with sweat and anxiety. Your head was spinning, and your breathing haggard so hard your shouted for the servant.

No answer came.

“Prudence,” you said in panic. Each time you unlace and remove an accessory, you began to hate things. You hated heavy objects—heavy jewels, heavy room, heavy colors displayed before your eyes. Everything wasn’t enough for you.

“Prudence!” you cried. “Prudence, where are you?! Please help me! Help me, Prudence!”

Having enough, your hands threw the jewelry against the wall, your dress came off and you threw into the wall, as well, leaving you frustrated with loose periwinkle nightgown and a light reddish silk robe. Slamming your suite door, you realized that your life will be eternally identical.

“I hate jewels, I hate gowns. I hate parties and pleasantries from rich people. I hate permissions, I hate laws and kings and royals! No life is good when you’re not truly happy or free,” you said to yourself. “Or to be silently mocked when I…”

Your heart stopped. Your mind numbed.

Finally, you had enough.

~~~

Rushing into the deck can raise disruption and questionable looks from outsiders. By outsiders, the people from the first class. You wanted the Titans to return and crush these good pretenders. For once, you wanted to be feared as Eren Yeager. But no one believe that you’ll mount to anything critically harsh as Eren’s well-known reputation. While Eren’s role is mysteriously uprising, yours was completely stagnant and laughable. Stagnant because of rich life, laughable because of your father’s last act.

To be so hateful is easy, to be kind during hardest times is harder. No one believes you’ll mount to anything. Your life is still and painfully boring. You wanted more, but each time you wanted more, your rich life and reputation to uphold weighs you down harder. You tried to be kinder, but instead, the worst side of you prevail. You wanted to eliminate the worst side of you, but having no way out was way worse. You hoped for a better change for your gain of self-respect and dignity, but rich, pretentious people talk, otherwise.

Why can’t your life be simple? Having no rich or first class status means freedom at your own expense without anyone judging you. With their devilish eyes, what can you do? You didn’t commit a treason. You just wanted an air to breathe.

But as you run, the skies turned darker than other nights. Deep outlines of moonlight sky was no longer found. Thick clouds surrounding, and the sea’s air was profoundly bitter with salt and metal. Any air is better than inside the Goliath.

Your tears ran down without stopping. With your silk robe on, people from the first class gasped at your attire as if you’re naked. You weren’t. You’re still in your nightgown, your long hair tangled in a mess and your running became sloppier, and your vision fuzzier.

Reaching at the end of the ship, you wanted to jump off, but, it’s an easy way for an exit. So you managed to find an industrial rope and tied it to a noose on each end. Without anyone coming by, you placed one end on the metal stand, the other slipped onto your neck. As you stepped into and over the railing, you looked at the skies rather than below. In your heart you knew there’s nothing below other than black ocean.

Taking a big breath, your foot lifted off from the railing, and—

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, miss,” a deep voice said.

Gasping, you turned and saw a man in a dark fedora hat and a dark coat with black Oxford shoes and grey trousers with a gold line of pocket watch chained from his pocket. From a few distance, he’s tall, but realistically, he’s an inch taller than your petite height. Despite all that, he ambled towards you in a careful gesture as if you’re an animal cornered at the edge, unknown and unsure of the other man’s perception.

“Don’t go near, dear sir,” you said in panic, hands shaking and clutching tight against the railing.

“Come off the railing,” he said, somewhat pleaded—though a bit firmly. “We can settle this, whatever your problem is, madam, we can discuss this.”

“Discuss? There’s nothing to be discussed. Nothing good will ever come to me.” Your hot tears streamed down, while the skies rumbled with groan. “I beg of you, don’t go near.”

His hand still outstretched. With a fedora hat, you couldn’t see his expression. “You would’ve been tangled.”

“I’d rather be tangled than to be strangled by the likes of those civilized people.”

The man said nothing. His hand wasn’t outstretched anymore. But still stayed by your side.

“I can’t go if you decide to stay on the railing.”

The sky rumbled again.

“Please go. I don’t want you to see this,” you wept.

He shook his head. “I’m afraid I can’t. We’re already here at this point.” Then he took off coat, but not his fedora hat.

“I’m sorry what are you doing?”

The man took off his pocket watch, then slowly walked towards you as he said, “Do you like black tea?”

You looked at him, flabbergasted. “Wait, what?”

“Where I come from, drinking black tea was the greatest thing I ever experienced. When I first drink tea, it was from an expensive floral cup. This floral cup is beautiful I decided to save up money to buy and to make my own serving. When I finally got the floral cup, I grabbed it by the handle, though it broke and slipped from my hands, and so I used the top part as the handle, instead,” he explained.

“How do you handle your tea cup,” you asked, shaking.

“I’ll show you,” he said, gesture his hand and formed a position to how he drink from his cup. “It’s strange, isn’t it?”

You shook your head. “No. Not at all. I find it fascinating!”

Underneath a dark fedora hat, he smirked.

“I like eating scones that comes with it,” you said.

“What goes along with black tea?”

“Anything, really. Though I wouldn’t suggest anything too sweet, it gives a bad reputation to the stomach.”

He chuckled. “What do you suggest then?”

“Scones, it has be blueberry or raspberry or strawberry. With my tea, I like to add with lemon and a little honey. But sometimes I like to drink tea in a plain fashion.”

He nodded. “That seems reasonable.”

“Sometimes I drink tea whenever there’s a cold weather coming by.”

“Perhaps you can show me,” he said.

“Show me,” you repeated, puzzled.

“Show me how you handle your tea and scones.”

“Maybe…Maybe I can show you more,” you offered.

By then, his hand reached towards you, ever so gently as a gentle fire has touched your numbed heart.

“Then come with me, show me your ways, and I’ll show mine,” he offered in return.

With a last tear slid down, your heart stopped aching. But the rumbled sky grew louder.

“Pace yourself,” he said, almost sounding like a purr, his hands occupying you.

As your turned, realizing the noose around your neck has been discarded. Your eyes met his. Those blue and steel colored eyes glistened like rain droplet shining.

Any Marleyan would take pride on being handsome, when the man in front of you obtained the handsomest face you’ve ever seen, like a moving painting, glowing like halo.

His hands were still in yours.

For a moment, the time stops. At a simple gesture, your hands gripped tightly to his.

His face leaned in, nearly an inch apart.

“You’re beautiful,” he said. “Your tears are still there, but I feel as though your sadness stopped.”

“That’s because you’re the flaming soul,” you said.

He chuckled. “Your ways of describing me is amusing.”

“You don’t like it?”

He chuckled again. “Never give into your despair. You’re so much more than a girl on the edge. Levi Ackerman,” he said, still holding your hands.

“(y/n) O’Connell,” you said, flashing him a wide, sincere smile.

“Beautiful,” he whispered.

Though you giggled at his words, you foot stepped at the railing, and slipped.

At the raging thunder comes, the skies shot with a loud bang—lightning strikes flashed and rainfall flow harder, making for you and Levi having a difficult time.

“Don’t let go,” Levi instructed.

With quick thinking, the noose on his other hand. “Quick—give me your other hand—hold onto the noose!”

With bravery, you did as he said. You grabbed onto the noose, and Levi yanked you up, though it wasn’t easy. The heavy rainfall made you and Levi’s eyesight twice as complicated.

“I’ll pull you up!” With a huge huff, grunting, Levi tugged you up with success. You stick the landing—on top of him.

His fedora hat loosened, a shade of black hair adorned his youth countenance. His rock solid body underneath you filled you with warmth. You’re a moth to his flame. But you weren’t a terrible insect. This is what all you wanted. Warmth.

Despite the warmth, his eyes never leave yours. Your body grew with heat. Flustered, you tried to get up, but his hand instinctively gripped to your backside. In the heart of thunder and sea, his heart was the loudest. Your heart was thumping, pacing.

You blinked, your throat went dry.

Levi cleared his throat. “Forgive me,” he uttered.

You got up with him, and snickered. “That was fun.”

“Believe me, (y/n),” he began. “What we could’ve almost have underneath this insufferable ship is more than the fall.”

“You saved me,” you said, then your arms tackling him for a solemn of embrace as a full, life-longing gratitude. Your chest tightened with restraint sorrow.

Levi, on the other hand, is too stunned to utter a form of coherent sentence.

Tucking a hair strand behind your ear, you said, “I always wanted to be a mermaid.”

His eyebrow quirked. “You don’t say?”

You pulled back quickly as an apology. Reaching for his hand, you hoisted him up. You watched him grabbed his fedora hat, then his coat, and as he grabbed his coat, he gave you a piece of lavender handkerchief. “Keep this. If you ever need comfort, use this. Consider this as a token from me.”

Hesitantly, you kept the handkerchief as much as you want to keep the token. Keep the token feels right, yet wrong in a simultaneous way. “I want to see you,” you said.

Levi smirked once more underneath his fedora hat. “Don’t worry. You will.” Then walked off with his polished cane.

“Allow me to return the favor,” you shouted over the heavy rain. But in the heart of thunder and sea, you couldn’t see him anymore.

A pause hung in the air for a moment. Only the rain and the rumbling thunder and lighting strikes prevail your most provoked thoughts of the night. And it will soon come for tomorrow and the very next. “Levi,” you utter, a smoke past from your mouth, faintly speaking as you talk in secret with bitter sullen air and water.

Levi. Levi Ackerman.

Levi Ackerman.

The sound of unearthly heaven and stars slipped past from your lips.

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[sukirichi]

in my most humble opinion, people who think yn is stupid are stupid

like why do yall hate women who are emotional. they are still strong despite everything. and i love how writers create these kind of women character. like these women have class yo. its not like they loose dignity when they are being in love and vulnerable in front of their OWN HUSBAND.

im so done with the oh you cheated on me? ha ha im a bad bitch now no more good girl ha ha and im gonna dump a glass of orange juice on your face ha ha im going to girl boss now. like its cringey be fr now. those are so wattpad characters that written by 14 yrs old.

omg this !! ‘its not like they lose dignity when they are being in love and vulnerable in front of their own husband’ couldn’t agree more, anon. i do understand that most of the ‘yn is stupid’ messages come from a lighthearted intent and that they just want us to stand up for ourselves but ✊🏻 dtd! yn is... not like that. she DOES stand up for herself and defends herself when she needs it, and we’ve seen how she retaliates too! like she literally reached out and sponsored kuroo’s overseas hiding just to get her way, and told a perfume company to stop producing iris’ perfume so like yeah she is not weak at all 😭

she’s a bad bitch in her own way, but she is very very in love and softhearted deep down, which is not wrong at all. like you said, she’s not really stupid or losing her dignity. even in suna’s pov, he never genuinely saw his wife as idiotic for remaining loyal to her husband and her vows. he even admits he doesn’t deserve that kind of kindness from her 🥹 and let’s not forget! choosing to be kind and to love even after all the person’s mistakes are much harder than pulling all these ‘orange juice dumping’ or high school bullying like you’ve mentioned. i’m so happy that you’ve highlighted her strengths and appreciated it because i feel like sometimes her characterization can be so misunderstood as just a ‘stupid girl’ but she really isn’t. it’s like kiyoomi said, ‘you were just in love.’ 🥹🫶🏻

[luverofralts]

Arkhelios Adventures

"Greetings, Your Grace. Welcome to the Royal Estate of King Charles Toyonaga I of Strangetown."

Leo Toyonaga and his little sister, Venisha Toyonaga, greeted the visitors to their uncle's estate with rigid formality.

"Hey, Leo! I brought that game over you wanted to borrow. Edana's doing witch stuff, so I can hang out with you until I have to pick up the kids."

Duke Ewan Goldman forgot to bow to his half-brother and instead greeted him with the casual gesture well known in the islands. His wife just sighed. Ewan was never one for formality, especially when it concerned his family, and it drove Edana up the wall. Formality had been drilled into her by her parents and her old coven until it was second nature. Her brother in law was never upset if Ewan was relaxed around him, but Edana knew that Leo knew the formalities Ewan was ignoring.

"Awesome! Josh is taking the younger kids to magic lessons later, so we have all afternoon," Leo exclaimed, returning his sibling's gesture. "Venisha was just leaving, I was going to see her out. Gee is meeting her boyfriend for the first time."

Ewan chuckled at the thought of that poor kid.

"Does he know that his future father in law is the Grim Reaper, or is that going to be a surprise?"

"I told him," Venisha huffed. "Daddy promised to be nice. He loves everyone who is madly in love."

Even Edana had to raise a disbelieving eyebrow at this.

"Does he feel that way about the person you're sleeping with, or just generally people in love?" she laughed. "Has he met Lukas yet, or God forbid, your grandfather? I think he might have a change of heart if both the Grim Reaper and Death itself came over for family dinner."

"Hey, Lukas is fine, once you get to know them," Leo protested. "I gotta defend my boss here. I'd be more afraid of what my dad thinks of him. Josh is still terrified of my dad and we've been married over a decade now. Either way, Gee's expecting her, so let's get a move on."

Ewan and Leo made their way to the living room, while Edana set about her own agenda.

Leo smiled as he passed a familiar picture in the hall. All this talk about the Grim Reaper and Death reminded him of his half-sister Anna. He'd grown up resenting the infant sister who had died and broken their shared father in a way he was only now starting to heal from. It wasn't Anna's fault their father, Vrai, had been an absent, resentful father to Leo growing up, but he'd still spent years blaming her all the same. Ever since she suddenly appeared to them as a reaper, Vrai smiled more, and being a father now himself, Leo understood. It was no excuse for Vrai to parent him like he had, but it was an explanation at least.

Leo and Anna had bonded the instant they met. They shared many traits regarding their spouses, their parenting styles and their opinion on their parents. He and Josh frequently met up with the Goldmans for dinner or games. Their family was a complicated one, but Leo wouldn't trade it for the world.

"So, how are things?" Ewan asked, opening a beer and handing one to his brother. "Josh is doing okay? I heard he had some coven meeting with the Maricourts. Edana wasn't thrilled with how it went."

"It is what it is," Leo replied. "Edana and Josh are never going to be friends. She was the worst bully to a man just trying to overcome a magical learning disability while supporting his pregnant husband. He tried to hide how he was feeling from me, but he can't. I know the things she said to him. Her brother too. I'm not sure who was meaner."

Ewan shrugged.

"She's changed alot over the years," he replied, immediately defensive of his wife. "When I met her, she was a different person. I was a different person. I mean, I used to be-"

"An entitled deadbeat dick?" Leo laughed. "Yeah, I remember. I wish I had recorded you demanding Dad hand over his title to you while he was still alive so you could seduce more people."

"Well, I do have the footage of you running out of your expensive arranged marriage with your fiancée's best man, almost making Vrai miscarry Venisha with a broken spell," Ewan teased, illiciting a laugh from his brother.

"Oh god, last year was the first year that Dad actually let me mention Josh and my's anniversary on Venisha's birthday," Leo groaned. "I wasn't allowed to talk about it still, but I think I might be making some progress with him. I hope. The man knows how to hold a grudge."

"Tristianne was the best of us," Ewan said solemnly, bowing his head. "If she was still here, she'd have our parents eating out of her hand. Even when she fucked up, she was still better than us."

Leo nodded sadly, raising his beer to the memory of his late sister.

"To Tristianne," he declared. "May we live lives worthy enough for her not to kick our asses when we die."

"And may Medora give you enough of her mother's attitude now that she's a teen," Ewan laughed, clinking their bottles together.

"Don't remind me. It seems like she's always up to something these days. She has a new boyfriend and Josh has been obsessed with making sure he's worthy of her. The poor kid's probably going to be scared away at this point."

"How's our favourite deity doing by the way? Things have been quiet in royal court meetings. Maura’s collection of tiaras hasn't been raided in months, or so the security report stated."

"Well, Lukas is obviously busy somewhere," Leo sighed. "They're always busy with some scheme. Varia and I haven't heard a peep in weeks. Just because we're the newest members of their chosen heritary line of champions, doesn't mean that I get reports from them. Even the reapers get status reports and compensation from Gee. Working for Life can be a pain in the ass."

Leo looked over his shoulder at the portrait of three of the deities worshipped by Strangetown. He'd tried to explain to his uncle that Lukas was the only valid deity in that picture, and that the demigods the Toyonagas had descended from weren't around to hear their descendants' prayers. According to both Lukas and Gee, the Toyonaga ancestors had vanished without a trace centuries ago. Still, the king didn't try to force his beliefs on Leo, so Leo extended the same courtesy to him.

"Ah, man, you know it's going to be epic whenever they do surface," Ewan teased. "Stolen jewelry, fire raining from the sky...I'm glad 'destiny' never chose me for anything more complicated than staying awake when Maura launches into one of her speeches."

"The Ocean will reign them in," Leo replied, earning an eye roll from his sibling. "There is always balance."

"Are you sure that you're not in a cult?" Ewan asked, only partially joking. "You, Vrai, and Varia all talk like you're in a cult passed down from parent to oldest child. You would tell me if Lukas ever asked you to drink the kool-aid, right? I don't want to lose another sibling to something stupid."

"I'll be sure to let you know the instant they ask. Didn't you say you brought that game over? Why are we wasting time when we could be playing? We only have a few hours before Josh is expecting me."

"Your Majesty."

Edana sank into a curtsy before the king. Charley only laughed in reply.

"Get up, you know that you bow or curtsy to no one here," he insisted. "You're like a daughter to me, an unofficial princess in my eyes."

Edana could feel her face flush despite her best efforts. It was true that he told her the same thing every time she bowed in his presence, but it still felt wrong to her. The Darktides were an ancient family, but one descended from piracy and dark magic. They held no land or titles; their name was all they had. Everything she had, she worked for. She didn't need anything material from the king, only his friendship. She and Ewan had everything they needed in each other and their kids.

"What brings you by? Not that I mind, of course. You haven't stopped in for awhile now. How are the kids?"

"Oh, up to their usual antics," Edana sighed. "Adam has a boyfriend that he's convinced that he's going to marry, and Remy is poorly trying to pretend she doesn't have a girlfriend. Elowen's report card was fairly good though. As long as they're not all failing or pregnant, I guess. Ewan says I'm too hard on them, but my dad was hard on me and I turned out fine."

"You should bring them next time," Charley insisted. "Leo's kids get bored easily and they could always use new friends."

Edana smiled. Leo and his husband Josh lived in the Strangetown castle by invitation of the king. The king himself had three children, Nick, who died years ago, Arthur, who had moved to Arkhelios with his wife Alicia to help the coven and Anneken, the heir to the throne. After losing so many people from his family, the king seemed desperate to keep his castle filled with guests and extended quarters to his nephew, Leo, and even to Edana herself. Everyone secretly wondered what Edana had done to earn her suite in the castle and truthfully, she had no idea. The king was lonely and she was alone, the last of the Darktides. The monarch had seen a trembling, pregnant young adult, holding the body of her dead brother and taken her in as a surrogate daughter. There were times that she caught him watching her with a sad expression, likely remembering the son and daughter in law he had lost, just as she did when she caught a glimpse of her parents reflected in her children.

Anneken had been overjoyed to have a sister figure and Leo was happy to see his grieving uncle make an attachment to someone again. Josh still held her at bay because of their...complicated college years, but even he was cordial whenever she came over.

"I came to ask a favour," Edana replied. "I...I want to visit my brother. If you allow it that is."

"Your brother? You don't need to ask my permission to visit the royal cemetery, you've always had it," Charley said. "It's not open to the public, Edana, and you are not the public. You can go there anytime you wish."

Edana's eyes fell to the floor as she thought about how to phrase her request.

"I know, I just...just thought that maybe, someone would have to accompany me. As part of protocol. So I wouldn't be alone."

Charley nodded, finally understanding her request.

"Well, I could send a guard with you, but you know what? I haven't paid my respects to my mothers or Nick in a few months. I'll come with you and visit them while you visit your family. I would rather not go there alone either."

Edana flushed with gratitude, smiling at the king.

"Thank you. I asked if Ewan wanted to come visit his sister in her tomb, but he declined."

"Well, we all grieve differently," Charley said softly. "My brother would go every month to visit his daughter's grave like clockwork, but now that she has returned to us as a reaper, the cemetery is far too quiet. We need to lead Strangetown by example and visit our ancestors and lost ones regularly while also leaving offerings to the gods."

Edana nodded enthusiastically, but said nothing in reply. He was right, she didn't do nearly as much as she should for the gods and rarely thought of her ancestors outside of her immediate family. The only family she ever thought about was her husband, her kids, and her brother. Maybe that was the reason for the dreams she'd been having. The ones where Adam screamed her name over and over until she woke up drenched with terror. It was probably nothing, but the intensity of the dreams frightened her. It never hurt to double-check that nothing was wrong.

[closetednobody]

Do you think if Carina leaves Maya it will snap her back to reality? I want to see Maya begging for Carina to stay and apologize the things she said. I know Carina has her mistakes too but she is the best spouse out there and I can't watching Maya hurting her.

(TW : mentions of suicide)

Hello OP!

The fact that i always say "I'm gonna hurt anyone who hurts Carina!" and right now that person is Maya, tortures me. And I agree - Maya has a lot of apologizing to do and hopefully that translates to A LOT of cuddling scenes and surprises. Give me all the fluff!

But would Carina leaving Maya help to snap her back to reality? 🤔

In my personal opinion, sadly, I don't think so.

Echoing to my previous answer, presuming that Maya has an underlying mental condition, Carina leaving would just solidify her "dark thoughts" that she is too broken, dark and twisted to be loved by the light and perfect Carina. It could be the fuel to her "demons" that might lead to worse self-destructive behaviors to a point of suicide.

She might just say "Yes, you should." thinking that that's the best thing for Carina. To save Carina DeLuca from the ruthless Maya Bishop. Because that's the current reality for Maya.

Here's the complicated part about mental illness, specifically PTSD, depression and anxiety - your mind will always find ways to work against you = self-sabotage. But i don't like to call it "self-sabotage" because it will come with the notion that someone is doing it on purpose which will drive them crazy and make them feel hopeless.

That's why it is so hard for Maya (or most people with complex PTSD and depression) to get the help they need. Because "getting help" makes them feel weak.

"Everyone is going through something. Everyone has their own struggles. Mason is abandoned and living on the streets. I won an Olympic gold medal. I am a firefighter. I have a stable job, a nice home - the things that I've been through is insignificant compared to everyone else - how could I ask for help? Why would I need help?"

For Maya, she needs to feel needed. She has always been trying to prove her worth to everyone - as a daughter by winning medals, as a friend by being there for everyone, as a team member by sacrificing herself, as a captain by convincing her team, then listening to them (when she apologized to Miller), having their backs (Sullivan) and doing the right thing twice (even if it's against the rule), as a girlfriend by being there for Carina and Andrew, and Carina when she was grieving.

But as a wife and a soon-to-be mom? I doubt it.

She was demoted on her wedding day. She has been bullied at work at the same time they are trying to conceive. "I'm doing this for our family," she said on the rooftop. So, if Carina leaves her now, I don't think Maya could ever convince herself to be a wife and a mom again. After all, who would have a baby with that.

And Carina never stop reminding her that she needs to find help which translates to "You're not good enough. Please fix yourself." according to Dark Thoughts Dictionary.

But whenever Carina reaches out to her and reaffirms her that she needs Maya, you can see that Maya will soften and consider what Carina has to say compared to whenever Carina demands her to do something i.e. seek help.

So... I'm curious to see what are they going to write as her point of revelation. But we'll see.

What do you think: would Carina leaving Maya help to snap her back to reality? Let me know!

[dulcewrites]

I think Aegon is just a piece of shit, especially towards Aemond. As Alicent said, they can do whatever they want but behind closed doors. The rest of the world can never know whether we are at odds or we are currently at peace with each other. I have an older brother and lemme tell you this: we have hurt each other plenty of times, basically we can throw the worst insults at each other in blink of an eye and it will always hurt, because we know the best and worst things about each other. It is double-eged sword. Sometimes I bring the best of him and sometimes the worst and vice versa. But neither he nor I ever encouraged other people (whether our cousins or school friends) to hurt the other one. The fact that young Aegon as the eldest one orchestrated the bullying Aemond had to experience not only from him but also Jace and Luke made me sick. And that's why people view their relationship differently than you - because when you truly love your sibling, you would never do the whole bullying campaign against your brother/sister and let others participate. Whatever is between siblings stays between siblings, when someone does things Aegon did is just toxic and terrible. In this case show did better job with sibling dynamics with Viserys and Daemon. Daemon would not let anyone speak badly of Viserys and Viserys, although Daemon angered him many times, said many times that Daemon has a place in King's Landing and always welcomed him back again and again. And I dare to say that Viserys was being his truest self with Daemon and vice versa. They couldn't fool each other cause they have known each other all their life and seeing Daemon reaction to Rhaenyra words meaning he wasn't the one Viserys told about the prophecy, like such reaction from Daemon could only come at the mention of his own brother. No one could evoke such strong emotions in Daemon as topic connected with Viserys. But all the things going on between Viserys and Daemon mostly stayed between them. And I speak as person who is not a fan of Viserys and Daemon. But that doesn't change the fact their dynamics is more relatable than the one between Aegon and Aemond. I dunno if you have a sibling, but there is a difference between siblings bickering when all the insults and arguments stay between only them and creating a mini gang for the purpose of bullying your sibling. You can ask as many people as you want who have siblings, but I am sure none of them will ever allow their cousin/someone outside the family to hurt their sibling. And no, despite what you think, it is not normal for one sibling to decide to create a whole group meant to bully the other sibling. Real siblings settle matters among themselves and whatever feelings they have for each other, they don't team up in mini gang to bully. It is just pure vile.

Ok so…. You can have whatever opinion you want on Aegon. I’m gonna keep it real with you, I truly do not care who likes him and who doesn’t 👍🏽👍🏽. It makes me no difference

BUT what we aren’t gonna do paint daemon’s reaction to not knowing about the prophecy as normal or a testament to him loving viserys. Daemon put his hands on his wife bc he lashes out when he doesn’t get what he wants or feels threatened. Also it’s just…. Extremely dishonest to say viserys and daemon’s arguments stayed between them. Daemon quite literally joined corlys in the stepstones and fought a whole war in spite of viserys. Half of Daemons driving force is getting Otto, and daemon dragged Rhaenyra into his mess by grooming her. That doesn’t even mention the heir for a day mess or him or him stealing the egg. So…. Nothing relatable nor healthy about either relationship.

[foegs]

sometimes I really question why I came home

[captnjacksparrow]

Hey Captnjack!! Hope your having a good day today!!

My ask is why is that Sakura is allowed to sexually harass and attempt to kill Sasuke But him defending himself is problematic? Most Naruto blogs and youtube videos say that Sasuke treats her badly. I personally don't think he owes her anything. But maybe you disagree? Do you read Sasukes character as an abuser or woman hater? Do you think he's a Dick in general even outside of his treatment of Sakura?

Somehow a woman gets a free pass out of everything, doesn't she??

People think that

"If a Woman is ready to do everything for a man... He must be a jerk to not accept her love. Because the feelings of a man doesn't count...

A woman can beat/bully a nice man... Which represent her display of strength. Woman Power!!! Yaaay!!!!!! But if a man beats an innocent woman, it's called Abuse.

A Woman can easily touch another man ***Generously*** even though that man hates it. It's called Display of Love. Whereas if a man does the same, he is called a Pervert."

And they pass all the above acts under the name called Feminism. 🤢 Which truly repulse me.

Isn't Feminism means "Both Women and Men are equal"???? Where is the equality in the above mentioned points when it's totally unfavourable towards one side???

Instead of wiping tears for an A-Hole like Sakura, how about fight for political equality, gender pay bias, rebelling against the preferential treatment for men in many industries????

Fake feminists!!!

Let's put the context for my above mentioned points.

"Lee was ready to do everything for Sakura. He truly loved her (I still can't understand what did he see in her). But Sakura can easily reject him. Because she is a Girl. Unlike Sasuke she won't be deemed as a jerk.

Sakura can beat Sai for speaking ill about Sasuke. That's called Pure Love or Showing her Strength. Whereas Sasuke tried to defend himself Under the Bridge. It's called Abuse. (WTF??).

Sakura wanted to see the Dick of Sasuke, steal his Kiss without his consent, touches him even though he asked her not to do it. But No one gives a shit and was called as Sakura's pure love for Sasuke instead of calling her out as a Pervert. Whereas Jiraiya is a Casanova which he himself openly agrees. And he was being looked down upon."

Sakura beat Sai because he gave his opinion about Sasuke from a 3rd person’s perspective. And Sakura beat him. That's called as the Display of her Strength. Similarly, Sakura trash talked about Naruto in front of Sasuke... What would have happened if Sasuke beat her in chapter 3 just like how she beat Sai, I really wonder???

So, Those Fake Feminists' ass wiping logic doesn't apply when you switch the Gender... Right???

Sasuke trying to kill Sakura is not Abuse. And It's not wrong either.

Whereas Sasuke trying to kill Karin not once but twice is definitely Wrong. Not because she is a girl but because Sasuke tried to kill his own friend/acquaintance to achieve his Goal. Even if Sasuke tried to kill Suigetsu in that manner, I would’ve called him as Wrong. Gender has nothing to do with any of this.

Do you read Sasukes character as an abuser or woman hater? Do you think he's a Dick in general even outside of his treatment of Sakura?

Sasuke is not an Abuser.

He doesn’t hate Women but he is not interested in them either. Just because a man rejects a women’s advance, it doesn’t mean he hates them.

That Life with Sasuke was something Sakura wanted for herself, Sasuke never indicated that he was interested in her. She chased him relentlessly. And somehow she became his wife. So, whatever happens in that life... It’s all Sakura’s responsibility to take care of. Not Sasuke’s. 

If I put this in a context....

Say if I like a man who is a filtered Misogynist, Abuser, Drunkard and a Woman Beater.... Despite knowing all of these, I went ahead and married him.... On the hopes that I can ‘reform’ him... But I couldn’t and ended up becoming miserable.

Now who is to blame??? 

Is it me or him??? 

Of Course, It’s me. Because I knew full well what I was getting into. Nobody forced me. And It all happened on my own wish and whims. So, at the end of the day, I should only blame myself. 

Similarly, Sakura is the one to be blamed here. Either Sakura should get a divorce or she should endure this miserable lonely life.

Outside of his treatment of Sakura, Sasuke is a character who poses himself as Some ‘Darkness’ personified but in reality he just wanted to be happy and be loved by the person he loves the most. 

He poses himself as this Avenger but in truth... He just wanted a peaceful life. 

He poses himself as this Konoha Destroyer... But he was verifying his Resolve again and again with many people whether to really destroy it or not. 

He poses himself as this Naruto Killer... He tried so hard to kill him so many times... But he simply couldn’t do it. 

And that’s why after knowing the Truth about Itachi... He took the path of Revenge because he loved his brother and realized that Itachi never really hated him. Meaning, Sasuke’s love towards Itachi was reciprocated as opposed to the illusion Itachi created all along... 

And that’s why every time after hearing the reciprocation from Naruto... Sasuke became wide-eyed.... Because he also loved Naruto so much. 

Sasuke loves selected people and he gives them his everything unconditionally. While he won’t expect anything back from them but he would be immensely happy if his affection was reciprocated, even by a little bit. This is his real character, outside his treatment of Sakura.

[hoseokslefteyebrow]

Bon 4oyage || K.SJ

Episode 1

Pairing: Kim Seokjin X Reader Summary: In which you're Jin's girlfriend of 9 years and tag along in Bon Voyage Season 4. Wordcount: 3.4k

" Y/N ah, tell me, do you have any plans for the (random date) till the (another random date)? " Your boyfriend of nine years asks you suddenly. 

The two of you are simply chilling in your shared apartment. 

" Not as far as I'm concerned, why? " You ask, sitting down beside him. 

You were cleaning up the apartment before he asked you. 

" Y'know the boys and I will be going on Bon Voyage again, right? " He asks you, lacing your fingers together. 

You hum with a pout. 

" Yeah, it's my annual miss Jin ti-"

" Not this year love. " He cuts you off, a smile on his lips. 

You raise a brow in confusion. 

" Not this year? " 

" Yeah, I've asked the company, once again. And this time, they actually agreed. " He tells you with shining eyes. 

A smile makes it's way onto your face. 

" Really?! "

It was, in a way, hard to believe. The company liked you, but never actually approved of Jin having a relationship. When you became a couple back in 2010, the two of you had to keep it a secret for 4 years for the company, and another 5 years to the public. Until now, you didn't think that they would be okay with you going public.

You couldn't believe it. Finally your waiting for each other got paid off. 

" Yes. However, there are a few downsides. " He tells you, making a bit of a turtle face. 

You subconsciously run your thumb over his hand. 

" Just so you know, I will not come if I have to wear a mask for the whole thing-"

" No, no. -" He laughs. 

" Even worse. We can't have sex. For like a little longer than a whole week. " He tells you. 

You snort at his expression. You can tell it's genuinely bothering him. 

" Is that an issue for me or you? " You ask him. 

He huffs, turning around so he can lay against you instead. You run your unoccupied hand through his hair. Sure it's basically dead, but you know he likes it. 

" Both. I know your sex drive, plus that also means like, no sleeping naked. And I have to share your attention with the other boys. " He pouts. 

You grin, bending over to kiss his head. 

" Don't worry, it'll be fine, fun even. We'll just have a pg family trip. " 

And so you find yourself seated at a restaurant between your boyfriend and Taehyung. They're about to kick off the season, and today you're just going to talk about activities and what not. 

" There's trekking and a lavender farm. " Hoseok comments as he looks at his phone. 

" That sounds fun. " You comment, as the other boys give their own opinions. 

After a bit more of catching up, the staff calls out to all of you. 

" You've all done your research, right? " The staff member asks. 

You all hum in response. 

" Worry about the activities later, pick the accommodations first. " The producer tells all of you. 

Soon enough everyone's talking again, figuring stuff out. 

" We have to sleep in a campervan for three days. " Yoongi suddenly casually pops when you're drinking your tea. 

You almost choke. 

" eight of us in a campervan? How is that going to fit? " 

" eight of us in one campervan won't be comfortable. " Taehyung agrees with you. 

" We'll probably have 2 vans. " Jin tells the two of you. 

" Y'know, there's this thing I've always wanted to try- When you wake up in a campervan and then wash up in the river. " Jungkook smiles. 

You blink at him. 

" You want to wash up in the cold? " You ask him. 

He grins. 

" If I can manage, yes. It'll be fun. " He nods. 

" We didn't do research that thoroughly. " Namjoon tells the crew honestly. 

" Forget on where to stay! We'll figure that out somehow. Let's focus on the activities first. " Jin calls out, basically canceling the producer's idea. 

Soon enough everyone starts coming with ideas. 

Jimin wants to go to Aurora¿ and on a boat. Yoongi just wants to go fishing and Namjoon wants to go on a kart trek. 

" I want to go on the swing too." Jin says. 

" The swing? " Namjoon asks surprised. 

Namjoon had this great idea to go do some kind of bungee jump activity, just with a swing, as if that would magically make it better. 

Jin hums. 

" Yeah, it'll be fun with Y/N. We can both scream our heads off. " He smiles at you. 

You laugh, swallowing your bite. 

" Okay. But that does me we really are going, okay? No backing out last minute. " You tell him, knowing he's a scaredy cat sometimes. 

He laughs. 

" Yah! It's not like you're any better. " He points out. 

You laugh. 

That's true. 

" Okay, okay, I promise. Do you? " You ask him, holding out your pink. 

He smiles, taking your hand instead and kissing the top of it, sending you a wink playfully. 

None of the boys mind either of you by now, knowing the way you two act longer than a while. 

" I promise, m'lady. " 

" We just sealed our death. " You laughed. 

" We did. " He laughs with you. 

" Well, at least we'll die together. " You tell him. 

He smiles at you and winks again. 

" That we do. "

By the  the two of you tune back in, they're talking about trekking. 

" It only takes 2 hours to finish. " Yoongi speaks. 

Apparently they're talking about Mount Cook. 

Soon enough they're all talking, and giving their opinions on it. 

" It's really only a few hours, we should do it. " You catch Yoongi saying. 

Jin hums in agreement, slurping in his noodles. 

You raise your brow at both of them. 

" Bet, you two will regret it. " You tell Yoongi, who smiles at you and shakes his head. 

He makes an over confident face. 

" We'll be fine, we'll have fun, don't worry. " He tells you. 

" Should we stay in the campervan the whole time? " Jungkook suddenly wonders. 

You make a face but don't say anything. 

The editors do catch it, as does Taehyung. He nudges you with a smile. 

" We'll all stink by the third day. " You tell him softly. 

He laughs. 

Sleeping in a campervan with eight people doesn't sound too appealing for the whole week. 

" We can play Halli Galli. " Your boyfriend adds helpfully. 

" And BTS Uno! " Namjoon adds too. 

" Camping for sure. " Someone pops, probably Jungkook. 

" Does anyone know anything about camping? What do we need? " Namjoon asks. 

" Well, we start with a tent. " Hoseok provides helpfully. 

" I've camped a few times with my brother and his friends. Most stuff is usually inside the campervan."  You tell them. 

Jimin adds onto that, explaining most stuff to Namjoon, like a table that's built in. 

" Let me see the campervan? " Jungkook asks. 

" It's huge. " Hoseok responses. 

" If it's that big, will it be easy to drive? " Jin asks. 

" The road will probably be mostly empty. " Namjoon points out. 

" We do need shower facilities. It's not like we can shower outside. " Yoongi points out. 

" We don't need to shower. " Jin says vaguely. 

You give him a disgusted face. 

" Oh yes we do. " You tell him. 

" I want to too. " Jimin says. 

" We have to think of the rest too. " Yoongi tells Jin. 

" I normally shower though. " Jin says. 

" Yeah I know. " Yoongi grins. 

" You better. " You say with a scrunched nose. 

Jimin laughs. 

" Happy wife happy life, hyung. " Jimin tells the eldest. 

Jin turns to you and looks blankly at you for a second. You raise your brows before flipping your hair over your shoulder sassily, returning your attention to your meal. 

" No, I do take showers everyday, and my lady knows, thank you very much. " He grins playfully, one of his hands going under the table to rest on your thigh. 

After a bit more of discussing about Jin's shower habits, the producer cuts in. 

" We do need to choose an accommodation besides the campervan. " He points out. 

You breathe happily as Tae grins at you. 

For a moment it's a bit of chaos, most of the boys pointing out a 9.7 rated accommodation. 

With a bathtub.

As soon as it comes into view, Jin turns to you, and you give him a cheeky smile back, yet shake your head. 

Rules are rules. 

However, a moment later they're looking at a different accommodation, with cramped rooms. 

" it'll be fun. Like old times. " Jungkook smiles. 

A moment later they're back at discussing the campervan. 

" Jungkook and I will drive mostly though. " Hoseok calls out. 

" I don't mind driving. " Hoseok tells the others. 

" I'll get a driver's license on our days off too. " Namjoon pouts. 

" I can drive. " You tell them. 

Almost everyone turns to beam at you. 

" No, no. Not you, you drive like we're in Fast & Furious. " He points out. 

You grin. 

" Then she can be back up driver. " Yoongi gives you fake hope. 

" Back up driver? We already have enough drivers though.-"

" Yeah, we can't have you drive on national tv. " Jin says quickly. 

You laugh but don't bother with it. 

This can only mean you'll be in charge of the audio right? 

Soon after they're making a song about Bon Voyage. 

You can't really follow, but you clap along anyway. 

The scene wraps up with everyone clapping. 

-

A Few Months Later

" Yah! I went shopping with Y/N especially for this! " Jin says as his bandmates bully him. 

You don't pay a lot of attention, instead busy with helping the boys pack the last stuff and checking up on everyone. 

Soon enough a staff asked you aside. 

" Yeah? " You asked her. 

" This is for you, as you're coming with and the boys' are sponsored by Fila. The company thought it'd be nice if you'd at least have a jacket of the same brand too. " She smiles. 

" Oh, that's really nice. Thank you. "  You smile at her. 

She hands you a soft pink wintercoat. It's admittedly not your colour, nor your style, but you take the jacket gratefully, happy that they at least thought of you. 

" I look good in whatever I wear. " You hear Jin say. 

You come up to the mirror beside him, checking out the jacket on yourself. 

" Noona, your jacket looks nice on you too. " Jungkook compliments you. 

You smile at him. 

" Thank you! A staff member gave it to me, it's from the company. " You beam. 

And then they're arguing over Namjoon's accent. 

" We may be in the same group, but during our days off, I only saw Jimin hyung and Hobi hyung. And Y/N Noona. " Jungkook tells the camera, smiling cheekily at him as you give him a look. 

You too went to visit him on his birthday. 

" Yah! I called you so often! " Jin argues. 

Jungkook doesn't bother with Jin's complaint. 

From there the talk is mostly chaotic. First Jin's asking about an extra suitcase (which is really yours), Taehyung is showing of his Ramen noodles, Jimin has finally arrived and you found out that Yoongi's washing up. 

" At least someone showers. " You tease your boyfriend as you nudge him playfully, thinking of the small meeting a few months back. 

" Yah! I shower too! You of all people know that. " He shakes his head, playing along. 

You grin.

Soon enough you engage in small talk with Namjoon, and you can hear Jin somewhere in the back. 

" Compared to when you went to Malta-" The staff member begun. 

" We took a lot more this time, didn't we? " Jin says. 

" My pillow, something to hug when I have to sleep separately from Y/N, a down coat, fleece, pajamas. I also packed some slippers. And some of Y/N's clothes didn't fit it her suitcase, so it's in mine. " Jin laughs. 

" Do we need to bring shampoo and conditioner? " Jin asks a few moments later as everyone's seated together on the couch. 

"  We should bring our own, we might not be able to bring them. " Yoongi points out. 

" I'm taking mine with me, you guys can use it too if you don't mind smelling like fruit. " You shrug. 

" We can also get them at the airport. " Jungkook suggests. 

" Right, Duty-Free. "

 And then they suddenly spring to the topic of food, and before hopping over to talking about who's going to be the accountant. 

You don't bother adding in on that, you've never traveled with a group of eight before, and you aren't really willing to try when it comes down to it. After that, you're all tacking up your suitcases. 

Soon after they're suddenly grabbing some random bags, and Hoseok finds money. 

How they forget money, you don't know. 

You all sing the new Bon Voyage theme song before you finally set off towards the airport. 

" Did you search for 'huge luggage' when you bought your bag? " Yoongi teases Jungkook, though his bag is just as big. 

You're walking in front of the two, your left arm linked with Jin's right, your suitcase in your right hand and your backpack on top of it. 

You turn to give him a look. 

" I'm pretty sure we all did. " You point out. 

After a moment of rare silence (The only thing you hear is the rolling of suitcases), Jin claps again. 

" Bon Voyage! " 

" Why is no one reacting? " He asks the camera with a grin. 

" Bon Voyage! " Jungkook pitches in late. 

A moment later, the scene cuts, and you all get on the bus. 

You sit in the back with Jungkook and Hoseok. 

" How did you spend your vacations? " The producer asks them. 

They all each start talking about their vacation. 

Yoongi mentions his finished mixtape, Namjoon visited lots of museums and went to Europe, Hoseok points out about how he hasn't seen most of them in a while, Jimin basically went everywhere, from Korea to Russia, and Jungkook worked on some songs. 

" Jin what did you do in the vacation? " A staff member asks. 

You snort. 

" I spent half the time sleeping and half the time playing games. " He admits. 

" I went on dates with Y/N too. " He says quickly after. 

" It's no surprise, at least he made time for you. " Namjoon grins, looking at you. 

" I forced him. " You joke. 

" I wasn't that bad. But I mostly did play games whenever Y/N wasn't around. Or slept. " He nods along to his own words sleepily. 

" Then I realized I couldn't keep living like that, and so I met up with some friends too. " He laughed. 

" You had an important realization. " Hoseok comments. 

" I did. " Jin grins

After that came the question of Taehyung's where abouts and he mostly traveled the outskirts with friends. Most were shook when he mentioned one of his friends already being married. Jin too gave you a quick glance at the mention of marriage. Taehyung also mentioned working on a few songs too. Hoseok came soon after, and he mostly worked on his solo song 'Chicken Noodle Soup', and chilled at his apartment. 

After that they spoke about their pets. When the question came if you had any, you shook your head, though you did mention that your parents owned two cats. 

After that you all got a 'travel guide' made by crew for New Zealand. You didn't open it yet, instead opting to read through on the plane. 

Before you know it, you've all arrived at the airport.

And before you know it, you and Jin are waving the other boys off. 

" Bye guys! " 

" Bye! "

" Have a safe flight! "

" So they can't come? " Jimin asked, as Yoongi did so at the same time. 

" They can. " The staff answered shortly. 

" Huh, so you can't? " Jungkook asks you, still confused. 

" No, we can, we'll just have to take a different flight, we'll probably arrive a few hours later. " Jin tells Jungkook. 

" We have a connecting flight, we'll probably arrive around the same time. " Yoongi points out. 

" As long as you two can come it's fine. " Jungkook comments. 

[ Due to issues with Y/N and Jin's travel documents, the two are unable to board the same flight as the members. Luckily, they're able to take a different flight, and arrive an hour later. ]

Time flies, and before you know it, the two of you are walking in the airport, just having checked in. 

" Y'know, I might as well have forgotten my password. " Jin jokes. 

You shake your head. 

The humor appeared to be low budget. 

Soon after he's catching up with Army through the camera, simply babbling about his plans as you too listen, until, 

" Oh, is that RJ? " He wonders, looking at a shop. 

You sigh. 

" Oh please not again, we have so many of them-"

" Let's be cute and get matching RJ's Y/N. I'll pay. " He says, pulling you along with him as your arms are once again looped. 

Before you know it, the two of you are at the check out, with two matching RJ plushies. He's got a pretty big one, while you've got a smaller, cuter one. 

Soon enough it is time to get on your flight, and time,, flies,, by. 

" Now, we are going to find the other members. " Jin informs the camera as the two of you finally walk out of the airport. 

A crew member tells him it's all good like this, and he turns the camera off, handing it to the staff member. 

" Don't you think it's a little awkward to talk to a camera? " You ask Jin as the two of you and two other staff members get on a cab thing to go to the other members. 

He shrugs, holding out a hand for you to help you get in the car as the car has a bit of a elevation. 

" Not really, we're pretty used to having camera's on us by now. " He tells you honestly. 

You hum, and soon enough everyone's in the car, and easy conversation flows through. 

It doesn't take all too long before you're at the destination. 

Once you are spotted by the other members in the parking lot, Hoseok is the first to hop over, basically jumping on your boyfriend. 

You chuckle, being used to their way of greeting each other. 

" Y/N! " Hobi smiles, looping an arm around your shoulder casually as he leads to the rest, just as Jimin literally hops onto Jin. 

Jimin fetches your suitcases as Jin is quickly waved inside to do training. 

As Jin goes inside, you turn to help Jimin, Hoseok's arm falling off as you do so. 

" Wait, let me help with that. " You call, jogging over to help him. 

The two of you get it done quickly, and soon enough you're being informed by staff of the facility about the campervan. 

The water seems to be a bit of a problem. 

" Look,  how about we all shower together?" Jungkook suggests.

" Except for Y/N of course. " jungkook adds quickly as both you and Jin send him a look. 

" Let's coordinate time. " Hoseok suggests. 

" Yah, how do we do that? We can't control everything! " Jin complains. 

Luckily, the staff comes with a solution. 

" There's holiday parks, campervans can go there too. They have shower and toilet accommodations. " He quips helpfully. 

" That sounds much better. " You laugh. 

" Okay, let's only use the campervan's toilet for emergency. " Yoongi adds. 

" If you're about to die. " Namjoon pops. 

" Let's shower all at once too. " Jungkook keeps trying. 

" We can't shower long. "

" Only 5 minutes, after that, cut the water. " Jin says, as does Hoseok.

A ton of questions later, everyone's once again getting their suitcases, and Yoongi loads it into the campervan. Soon after all of you are clapping along again. 

" Jungkook did you bring your dumbbells again? " Jin jokes. 

" That's not my suitcase. " Jungkook informs. 

" That's mine actually, sorry. " You grin, not actually feeling sorry. 

Once that's over with, there's a small discussion about who's driving what car. It settles with Jungkook driving the campervan and Jin driving the SUV. 

" Where are we going? " You hear most around you asking. 

" The guide book mentioned (a random restaurant). " You tell them. 

" Alright, if you say so. " Jin says, already getting the navigation started without further questions. 

The other car either can't hear you or doesn't listen, as they instead listen to the producer, who agrees with you. 

[ A/N: Oh my god this is a 3.4 k chapter folks,, never done dat before. Anyway, how did you guys like it?  Also, no, there will be no smut in this story, but keep in mind that Jin & reader are both of age and in a 9 year relationship. ]

[thejudgingtrash]

Annabeth is a good person,but not a nice or pleasant one,IMO.

YES.

That’s it. That’s the post. Pack it up everybody, we just cracked the case and cleared up one of the most compelling fights in the PJO fandom since forever. Good job everybody, clap it out and there’s the door! Don’t forget ordering the drinks at Starbucks, Mitch! They’re on me!

Okay, but on a more serious note: YES. YES EXACTLY.

And before some of you roll your eyes or grab your pitchforks – put your biases aside and hear me out for once. I like Annabeth. She’s my in my top three characters only second to Percy himself. I love Percabeth. It’s my favorite ship in the entire series and to be frank, the only ship that I care about PJO wise. Hell, I spend my time creating my own headcanons or writing my own fanfics with Percabeth being the star in them.

But that is not to say that I’m unable to see how certain things have developed over the years or where they stand now in regard to Annabeth. I’m not here to ignore things that have been said and/or done due to or in the name of Annabeth and I’m not here to vilify anyone that doesn’t like her. And I’m here to admit that I’m guilty of some of the things that may be addressed in this meta essay that you will read in just a second. However, I try my best to assure you, that I’m for once able to recognize my own bias.

Warning: a monster essay lies right upon you.

This should count as a paper of its own.

Back to the statement on top: I would go out even further to reframe your claim, anon:

Annabeth Chase is a good character but not a nice or pleasant person.

Annabeth is a wonderful character but she isn’t a nice one. Or at least not nice to everyone. She is (construction wise if I dare say) the best character out of the series. She has her positive traits (she’s caring, she’s emotional, she’s encouraged and volunteers, she fights for what she believes in, she forgives (even if doing so begrudgingly)) but she also has her negative traits (she’s stubborn, she’s brash, changing her mind takes forever, she is prejudiced, she baits others). That balances things out. She is branded as the intelligent kid but does irrational things (like I’ve just said a) she’s a kid and b) she’s not a robot). She should probably know better, but we all make mistakes and hopefully grow and learn from them. The clouds in the sky do blur and cover our visions sometimes.

Annabeth had clashes with other characters or was about to have fights due to her stubbornness or jealousy (Rachel, Reyna, etc.) and has of course her problems with the mortal world and her family but she also found new friends, some things cleared up throughout the narration and she was/is quite popular in Camp Half-Blood.

The thing is: she doesn’t have to be nice or pleasant (as a character). Or at least not all the time. Her character is humanized. That is what or who she is. Human. She does stand out as a character, not just because she’s the (future) love interest. She feels like someone you could meet in real life and either adore from the top to the bottom or declare as your biggest enemy. And that’s totally okay if you lean either way – liking or disliking her. Or even feeling indifferent about her. Also great!

To say that she has been the best character that Riordan has crafted is easy to say, because she has been sculpted after Riordan’s wife. He had a model he could rub some of real-life events or traits on. That’s not the problem. The problem truly doesn’t lie on Riordan’s side for the most part for once.

The problem is inherently on the fandom’s side. What the fandom does, how it acts and how it treats Annabeth as a character is the problem. The problems vary but it’s mostly the mischaracterization of Annabeth, starting fights and fan/ship wars, internalized misogyny (in some cases) and how some of the Annabeth stans lash out (ha, got firsthand experience in that field among many of my friends and mutuals!). There is a reason why many people are wary of people that have Annabeth or Percabeth related URLs.

The fact that we see Annabeth mostly through Percy’s lens and (until the Heroes of Olympus saga hits) we never really see her in chill everyday situations is essentially Riordan leaving the back door of the house open, ready for all of you asshats to rob his mansion in Boston. Because a frame on a character means that we don’t get to see the character in its entirety (unlike we do with Percy in PJO for the most part). That means a bunch of stuff is left open for interpretation which is the reason why Annabeth gets so many polarized headcanon and opinions tossed around. I think that is one of the true appeals of Annabeth. You can add on stuff and it necessarily doesn’t have to contradict itself.

We have people calling her abusive due to a (n admittedly stupid and unnecessary) judo flip and we have people that act like she’s never done anything wrong. People sorta use this excuse to form and shape Annabeth however they want and distort her characterization.

People in the fandom act like Annabeth is some weird prized possession. We perceive Annabeth mostly through the eyes of others (Percy, Apollo, etc.) and when we had some sort of insight in her ways (MOA, HOH) it felt… weird? Somewhat? Like Riordan left two bullet points of her characterization and told the ghostwriter: aight, fuck it up, gringo, see you on Tuesday and greet Fred the next time you see him for me. 

There have been many posts lately (by Tharini, Simi, Sawasawako, Jewishpercy and Annie I believe?) that HOO Percabeth felt weird. That they felt weirdly constructed, that there was no conflict, no growth. It felt stagnating, like we’re turning back. We had five books prior where we had Annabeth and Percy slowly shifting from disliking to liking and crushing each other. True development. And when we finally got the cake it felt… dissatisfying. Like the cheap box stuff and not the delicious exquisite taste that we were promised.

I said it previously in my Percabeth ship roast, but let me repeat myself: many Percabeth related things are straight up fanon. Some of it is very old fanon so that’s been unable to distinguish unless you’ve read the books recently and subtract nearly 99,9% of things you see on Tumblr (and occasionally the other shitty parts of the fandom like Reddit, IG, Twitter. Although they mostly steal and recycle tumblr stuff oh well. But back to the topic).

The way people treat Annabeth is so strange. She’s either an innocent fluffy smush baby that’s never harmed a fly and all that she wants for Christmas is being Percy’s lapdog or she’s the devil incarnate, broke into your house, killed your parents Batman style, kicked your puppy and didn’t flush the toilet on the way out. I think this is what mostly makes people hate her or the ship Percabeth. And both extremes are wrong and right at the same time? She is multifaceted so both stereotypes are true and untrue and sorta cancel each other out in the same way.

The true reason why people dislike Annabeth is because the stans are doing the most. (The haters as well, don’t get me wrong, but oh boy. Piss of a stan and you’ll know what I mean). That isn’t inherently new. Are you guys old enough to remember the ship wars that have happened cross platform? Perachel vs. Percabeth? Oh boy, oh boy. I saw some kids on tumblr a few months ago trying to infiltrate both tags and start shit (and also fail). The fact that Rachel still gets used as the bitchy (ex) girlfriend in fanfics? It’s 2020 guys. I know this apocalyptic year is far from perfect and over but I think we can let this trope die, right? Right? I thought we’ve established that Rachel is a pretty chill charcter by now… right?

If you posted your stuff on FFN back in 2010-2013 and it wasn’t the typical cutesy Percabeth story (Goode High, the gods read TLT, punk/prep Percabeth, college AU, etc.) people would’ve come for your fucking throat. Not because the story or the narration was shit. But because the pairing wasn’t Annabeth and Percy (in the sense that Annabeth had to be paired with Percy. I mean Percy gets shipped with everyone and their mother but for Annabeth it was strictly Percy. As annoying as this whole Connabeth thing is – the people behind it actually had a point. She never had a different love interest unless it’s a Percy centered story and he goes off dating Athena, Artemis and Zoe at the same time for some odd reason. Yeah, FFN Percy ships are something). Or it wasn’t the action filled canon compliant story or it wasn’t an AU that was popular.

People were really stubborn, snobbish and wanted their stuff in the four five boxes that were the most popular ones and that’s it. People have been bullied off the site in many fandoms, so it’s not a PJO-only thing but it’s still sad that it happened. (Off-note: most of these FFN tropes are still alive and well and thriving on AO3. Don’t be so snobbish and pretend that every piece you’d find there is a holy grail. There’s a lot of trash you have to waddle through. Same with Wattpad, Tumblr or anywhere else where fanfics get posted. Also had this discussion with Annabeth stans. Sigh).

And Tumblr back then? Forget it, wasn’t much better.

That view has sorta changed (at least for people that have been in the fandom for several years or have managed to find a way to navigate through it) but some of the negative sentiment from back in the day has survived. Be it by new fans coming in or from old fans that never let their stance die. The aggression feels differently and somewhat not. (I don’t know if the anon function had been abused that much back in the day. I was an observer not a participant in the fandom).

Crack a joke at Annabeth’s expense (Kal’s famous “Annabeth is a Republican” post or Dee Dee’s and many others “Annabeth has the education of a second grader, chill with the college plans, girlie” stance) and you have people insulting you, making callout posts, unfollowing and blocking you (based on only that? Okay, honey), making aggressive counter-posts, etc. in a minute. If you respond with “It’s a joke, it’s not real” you have a 50/50 chance of either getting blown off or embarrassing them so that they apologize for once.

This isn’t just about jokes. You can make a headcanon that’s not the cozy cute convenient mainstream saga and people would react the same way. Or art piece (no, not including the whole Tannabeth Blackchase shtick done by Viria and others) or fanfics.

People project so much onto the unfinished canvas that is Annabeth Chase that any form of negative sentiment as little as someone not liking her to straight up criticism, regardless of how tiny it may be, seems like an affront. Like an invitation to a fight. Like an insult to them, their character, everything they believe in. Let me state something:

You are NOT Annabeth Chase. Annabeth Chase IS NOT you. Annabeth Chase is NOT real. Her feeling cannot be hurt. Someone criticizing, disliking, joking about her or even insulting her will not bother her. Someone making a statement about her is not an insult to YOU.

Let me repeat that:

Annabeth Chase isn’t real. Annabeth Chase isn’t you.

So think a little before you act? I get it when you’re a kid and new to fandoms or haven’t been up with fan cultures in the past and are back in the scene. But if you’re in your late teens or even older as an adult and you’re unable to understand that you aren’t what you like – you aren’t the extension of a fictional character – I feel incredibly sorry for you. Because that’s just incredibly sad. Someone disliking something you like isn’t an attack of your character. It shows you that you are you and the other person is a human just like you. That they just have different taste. Disliking something you like isn’t a crime, you know? But me feeling sorry for the way some of y’all act won’t mean that that’s even remotely okay. Especially if you’re no longer in the intended audience for PJO age wise and should know better.

This isn’t a “white stans” only thing. I’ve seen and witnessed firsthand how people of color, mainly women of color, act the same or not even worse when it comes to her character. People have projected their problems and real-life occurring events into her character (I’m sure that she isn’t the only character nor that this is the only fandom where this is happening) and in some cases like I’ve said cannot separate their own personality from the fictional world. Fights with woc happened because of Annabeth fucking Chase. So many things have happened in the fandom the past few months, mostly due to people being forced staying at home because of the quarantine but I’d say it’s 10% on quarantine and 90% on people for acting up like this.

So here’s a little story: There was the act of Riordan blowing the fandom up because of his own stupidity and being unable to apologize for his mischaracterization and lack of research (the whole Piper fiasco) back in June (?) and admits the upset fandom, people on Twitter, Tumblr and Discord legit thought that none of that mattered and that the outcry was destroying Annabeth Chase’s birthday. That’s right. People thought that Annabeth Chase’s non-existing birthday because she’s a fictional character had a higher priority than the rupture and prevalent racism in the fandom. Okay. This isn’t a great look, Annabeth stans. And this of course pissed a lot of people off. I made a post about it and someone not only berated three other people on said post but no, we had a mighty argument which had disrupted many friendships in our circle which haven’t recovered until this very day. We both had our parts in it and no one is innocent. But the cause of this still remains Annabeth Chase or how people prioritize her non-existing well-being. Anyway. I’m getting agitated just thinking about it.

Let’s go back to the characterization thing with Annabeth. Let me remind you:

Annabeth Chase is an asshole. There I’ve said it in a post ages ago (too lazy to look it up, sorry) and I’ll say it again. And that’s not me insulting her. That’s me actually loving that about her. Annabeth is one of the very few unapologetic female characters that really showed all young readers across the world that you can be a girl, a badass, smart, strong, standing up for yourself and what you believe in. You don’t have to be nice. You don’t have to hide your feelings. You don’t need a man in all cases but it’s also okay to accept help and defeat.

A large reason why I think she’s an incredibly important character in children’s literature/YA because many other novels (mostly (sadly)) have the “Oh, I’m a white skinny dark-haired girl that likes unconventional things like READING. I’m not like the other girls, that take care of themselves and pamper themselves by enjoying shopping and wearing make-up. No, I’d rather be one of the boys but a sweet cute little boy and not the jock fuck that drank vodka shots out of a filthy shoe once. Despite me calling myself hideous every man in a 10-kilometer radius falls in love with me and tells me I’m oh so sexy and by the way I’m only 16 years old” shit going on for no goddamn reason.

Yes, I do blame Twilight for this mostly in recent years, but this trope isn’t by any means knew. Pretty sure that you could even use classics as Pride and Prejudice and dissect them in the same manner (Bold statement: Lizzy Bennet is the OG Bella Swan. There. Go fight somewhere in the corner, people). The new wave of YA focuses on girls belittling themselves and only starting to believe in themselves because someone else (mostly the male love interest) tells them they’re worth it. And these books hit the mainstream because they’re incredibly bland and picture perfect white.

With Annabeth it’s different. She shows up for the job and is done with it. (Brie Larson would probably be the perfect in real life version of her. You either like or dislike her. Or you really don’t care). That is what is so refreshing about her. Her unapologetic nature. Can it be off-putting? Yes. Is it annoying? Yes! Hell, every time I read The Lightning Thief, I want to rip her goddamn head off. And it’s just so well written. Her shift from mistrusting Percy but secretly still believing in him to her opening up. Wow, Riordan did something right there.

Annabeth Chase isn’t a young character. She has existed along with PJO for 15 years. She’s on her way to the second decade. I’m pretty sure that with the success of Percy Jackson (and Harry Potter) many lives have been warped and shaped.

But when I say the problem lies mostly in the fandom, it doesn’t mean that Riordan’s completely innocent. The only problem that I have with Annabeth lies not truly with her but the fact that Riordan is only able to produce three variations of female characters:

The sweetheart (Hazel, Silena, Calypso, Hestia)

The strong feminist (Annabeth, Piper, Thalia, Reyna, Artemis)

The bitch (Drew, nearly every female goddess in the goddamn Riordanverse next to every female monster)

And these female characters only know three endings:

End up married with a mortgage, three kids, two dogs and a cat somewhere in Connecticut by the age of twelve

Get dumped into the hunt

Chill on Mount Olympus and only come down to be a nuisance and/or give a cryptic message before going back and doing a godly rave party or something

We know Annabeth as the badass strong female first (or the bitchy character we’re supposed to actually like. Choose your approach), the blueprint so to speak, so some of the other characters feel almost pale in comparison and almost not needed? Doesn’t mean that other characters can’t behave similarly, but it feels kind of redundant especially if their character arcs end in a rather anticlimactic way (Thalia, Reyna). The new additions are the much needed woc as the main story with PJO was inherently white (anyway stan black!Percy and Grover, folks). So it’s not to bash on the new characters, it’s more Riordan’s fault more than anything.

Since Riordan only knows three female character arcs it feels like he tried to copy the formula several ways with different nuances. Some more or less successful. This is where fandom actually comes in handy and helps create more distinguished and fleshed out characters in form of headcanons or fanfiction.

But even in these cases people still make it about Annabeth when it’s time for characters of colors to shine. Remember that whole spiel and discussion that broke out when people (Kal, diver-up, Caitlyn, Bee, reynaisalesbian, etc.) joked about or criticized that Annabeth thinks that she’s having it harder because she’s a blonde? In front of Hazel and Piper? If she would’ve been a real person that’s an invitation for getting decked. And then all hell broke loose because Annabeth stans couldn’t accept the fact that in the real world and/or in fictional worlds the woc/coc have it harder? That the white woman wasn’t the victim that needed the coddling? Yeah, that was mad pathetic.

I hope you people get my point?

Well fuck. I wrote so many things and have the feeling I’ve said nothing. Anyway, I hope I made sense. This is way too long.

TLDR: Chill about Annabeth please. She’s an important character but that doesn’t mean that everyone has to like her, regardless of being a character in the books or a reader/fan of PJO in real life. She isn’t nice or a sweetheart all the time. She also isn’t the monstrous asshole that some try to make out of her.

Peace out.

[thekinghazzastyles]

Black Lake // Remus Lupin x Slytherin Reader

Pairings: Young!Remus Lupin x Slytherin Fem!Reader Warnings: None Word Count: 2175 Time Period: Marauders Era Summary: Remus wants to introduce his girlfriend to his friends but it doesn’t go very well.  Requested: No Authors Note: I hope you enjoy!

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You and Remus had been dating for almost a year. You both kept it private for the sake of not being judged. More so you because you’re in Slytherin. Slytherins and Gryffindors don’t date, they aren’t friends, they don’t like one another. But you and Remus didn’t care about the stereotypes forced upon your houses.

“Do you want to tell people about us?” Remus asked. You were both in the Room of Requirement. It was in a library form but filled with muggle books and a small rustic table with a pot of tea on top. There was a couch in the far corner of the room, it looked a little worn down but it was rather comfortable. You had taken a small nap but Remus wasn’t tired so he just stayed awakened to make sure you were always comfortable.

“What do you mean? Like, tell your friends?” You were timid for a Slytherin but, proud of your house. You knew how people from every house would react to you dating Remus. You were more intimidated by his friends' opinions. The Marauders were ruthless with everything they did. The entire house of Slytherin was already mostly on the receiving end of their pranks, bullying, and belittling; but to be singled out by Black and Potter was something you would most definitely not enjoy.

“No, I mean everyone, the whole school. I know you think my friends will do something to you but they won't. I promise.”

“I trust you, but how do you know they won’t? What if they think I’m not good enough for you?”

Remus has never seen or heard you talk so down about yourself. “You are enough for me Y/N, if anything I’m not enough for you,” you were going to cut him off but he stopped you. “You know me and my biggest secret, and after knowing it you still wanted to date me.”

You finally cut him off, “Remus John Lupin I swear on Salazar Slytherin's grave that if you talk about yourself in such a  manner one more time, I will hex you into oblivion. You are perfect, everything about you is perfect. I love everything about you, even if you don’t,” you finished.

“Now I never said I wasn’t perfect,” he smirked.

“Remus!” you laughed.  

“Really though, I want to tell everyone.” You both stared at each other before you nodded, “let’s just let everyone find out on their own, the news will spread quickly.”

* * *

Not a single one of your classes before lunch included Remus, so usually, you would both sneak away sometime during lunch to catch up. Now you’d be able to go up to him anytime you want without caring about anybody seeing. Sneaking away to somewhere private at Hogwarts during lunch had to be the most impossible thing you had ever done.

You had been in the library during your free period looking for nothing in particular. You did, however, find a muggle romance novel you had never read before. Pride and Prejudice seemed like it could be a piece of literature both you and Remus would enjoy. Also decided that this would be one of the best ways to reveal your relationship to the school, you were going to ask him if he wanted to go to your special tree at the Black Lake and read with you.

Briskly you made your way to the Great Hall and straight for the Gryffindor table. You could feel your nerves settling in but you didn’t let your face falter. You approached the table and caught sight of Remus and his friends as they were laughing about something,  not caring if they were irritating the people around them.

The silence in the hall seemed to diminish once you were behind Remus. Potter and Black looked up at you first and they both wore an equally disgusted scowl as they stared you down. “Remus?” you spoke softly, suddenly feeling timid. “I found a new book, do you want to go read it with me?” You failed to maintain eye contact with Remus as you continuously looked down at your feet and the book in your hands.

“What does this snake,” Black seethed, “want with you Moony?” Potter seemed to agree with him but Peter, who was sat next to Remus with Black and Potter on the opposite side, looked like he didn’t feel the need to contribute to this conversation.

Remus stood up and wrapped you in a hug whispering into your ear, “I’ll handle this, promise.” He turned towards his friends, “Guys, this is my girlfriend, Y/N, Y/N these are my best friends James, Peter, and Sirius.”

The entirety of the Great Hall was waiting for the reaction of ¾ of the Marauders. It was silent. No one spoke for what seemed like an eternity before James spoke up, “can we talk somewhere private?”

* * *

The Room of Requirement has once again aided one of your needs. On the journey there you were dreading the conversation that was about to happen. The five of you had been seated across from each without uttering a word for the past five minutes. You didn’t dare look up at the three boys across from you and kept your eyes trained on yours and Remus’ entangled hands.

“What is happening? How did this,” Sirius gestured at you and Remus, “happen?” Sirius leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He and James seemed to be the most concerned with Remus dating a Slytherin. You were completely harmless but solely because you are a Slytherin, they automatically despised you and everyone else in your house.

“No matter that, why would you let this happen, Moony? A Slytherin? Really?” James stood up abruptly which caused you to jump a little. Remus squeezed your hand to reassure you that he was there. “Are you under a love spell? Is it amortentia?” he turned to Sirius, “I think she has him under a love spell.”

They both began whispering amongst themselves and Peter kept to himself on the couch. You decided it couldn't hurt so you gave him a small smile and he gave you one back. You were pleased that he wasn’t completely against you.

Remus stood up catching everyone's attention, “Prongs, Padfoot, Y/N did not put me under a love spell. She has been my girlfriend for almost a year; I think it would’ve worn off by now. I love her and if you two can’t accept that I don’t think I will speak to you for a while,” he finished sitting back down next to you.

“Remus you can’t do that, they’re your best mates,” you scolded him. You didn’t want him to choose between you and his friends, who had been there with him for a lot longer.

“The snake is right Remus,” Sirius was cut off before he could finish.

“Don’t call her that. She is not a snake, she is my girlfriend and I love her. I didn’t think you two could be so close-minded. And I will not sit here and listen to you two belittle her just based on the robes she is wearing,” he finished as the room went silent. “Come on Y/N, we’re leaving.”

“Remus, wait! We can work this out, mate!” James called for him but you both kept walking. He kept walking until we were at the Black Lake. He was first to sit down and lean against the tree, Remus pulled you down softly to sit between his legs.

“Can you read it for me?” His voice was soft. You didn’t want to bring up what had just happened or the fact that you still had classes to attend because he needed this.

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.” You could feel his breathing slow down as you lay against his chest. His arm was wrapped around your waist, drawing random shapes on your side. You finished the first chapter and pulled out a bookmark before turning to face Remus. “Remy?” you asked quietly to not disturb him.

“Yes?” he asked, not bothering to open his eyes.

“I think you should speak to your friends, without me. I don’t want to be the reason you lose your best mates, Rem. They’ve been with you through everything, more times than I can count. You can’t end a six-year-long friendship over me, I won’t let you.”

Remus was quiet as you both sat there. He was playing with the grass when he gave you a slight nod and met your eyes. “I will speak to them. I’m sorry I upset you. And I’m sorry they spoke to you like that.”

“Remus all that matters is that you speak to your friends. I’m fine. I love you,” you finished, hugging him. He said it back and returned the hug. Remus stood up and held his hand out to help you up but gave you another hug.

What the two of you didn’t know is that Sirius and James had used the Cloak of Invisibility. They didn’t expect to see such an interaction. And they didn't expect you to tell Remus that he needed to speak to them. They had no time to dawdle and had to head back to the Gryffindor common room to listen to what Remus had to say.

* * *

Remus briskly made his way to the Gryffindor common room. Before you went your separate ways, he told you he would let you know how it goes. He was nervous to face the rest of the Marauders; maybe not Peter but James and Sirius had a vendetta against the entire house of Slytherin. When he entered the room the two out of the three boys were sitting down listening to James complain and watching him pace about the room. All three heads turned at the sound of the portrait door closing.

“Remus-,” James was cut off.

“I need you to have a seat and listen to what I am about to say.” James took a seat in between Sirius and Peter, waiting for Remus to begin. “Y/N is my girlfriend and I love her. She loves me for who I am, I trust her. I didn’t think you guys would react this way but this is exactly what she said she was scared of. I wish the three of you could just not care that she’s a Slytherin, she’s never done anything remotely evil, she reads and loves pastries.”

“I’m sorry,” Sirius started. “We’re sorry,” he emphasized. “We shouldn't have let this get out of hand. We trust you and your decisions, so we should’ve trusted you on this.”

“We shouldn’t have judged her so quickly,” James added.

“She seems nice,” Peter spoke.

“She is,” Remus smiled, “and I hope the four of you can set aside your differences and become friends.”

* * *

You were sitting in the courtyard working on your potions essay when two shadows loomed over you. Your eyes met with Sirius and James. Closing your book and putting away your parchment, you sat up a little bit straighter before speaking, “may I help you?”

“We wanted to apologize,” James spoke. “We shouldn’t have treated you the way we did and assumed you would be bad for Remus.” James kept his head, too embarrassed to make eye contact.

Sirius decided to speak as it seemed that James was finished, “we just want what’s best for him and if that's you, we have to get used to it. I hope we can set our differences aside and be friends.”

“Okay,” was all you said. You didn’t feel the need to scold them for their behavior, that wasn’t your place. The boys both nodded and walked away. You felt more at ease now that they didn’t dislike you. Your eyes strayed on the spot where the two boys had just been standing, not noticing another person who had just sat next to you. Remus watched you for a few seconds before clearing his throat. “They apologized,” you said, turning your head to face him. “I accepted it.”

Remus didn’t respond. You both sat there with your head rested on his shoulder watching as the sun gradually set. He stood up reaching for your hand. You both made your way to the Great Hall and toward the Gryffindor table. You were too tired to protest so you didn’t say anything. Your head was still rested against Remus’ shoulder even when you took your seats in front of the other three Marauders. You gave them a tired smile and they returned it.

Dinner continued rather quietly from your side of the table. Remus and you didn’t bother speaking to one another but silently communicated through facial expressions. He dragged you to the Black Lake for a moment before curfew set in. As you lay on his chest you focused on the way his heart sounded. “I love you,” you whispered.

“And I, you.”

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Thoughts on Jack and His Borderline Personality Disorder and How It Shows Through His Behaviour - Because I Cannot Stop Analysing Things That Ultimately Aren’t Important

Symptoms/behaviours under the cut because holy hell this guy has a lot of them. Like, honey, are you okay?

Okay, so I’m pretty sure I can trace Jack’s BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) back to his grandmother. His mum abandoned him, which shows a reckless/irresponsible behaviour and her mum had fits of rage that didn’t correlate at all with the trigger (ie; drowning Jack’s cat because he didn’t make his bed). So I think he has a family history of it, with both his mother and grandmother having BPD and passing it down to him.

Either way, Jack definitely has it. In fact, he’s a textbook case of it.

Impulsivity

Spending sprees: he bought a pony made of diamonds because he was bored and throws money at all kinds of ventures to keep him occupied and because he wants to. I really don’t know how else to describe this one lol. He bought a pony. Made of diamonds. Because he could.

Gambling: won some of the things on his trophy shelf through poker and owns an entire casino. Hunting the Vaults themselves were a huge gamble too, especially the first two, since he wasn’t truly sure that they existed. He was prepared to sacrifice a lot in order to come out on top in both his career and his social standing. All in all, he’s reckless.

Binge eating: he doesn’t even like pretzels, but still eats them because he’s either bored or stressed. Talks about food quite a bit in conversation, too, especially his cravings.

Substance abuse: admits to being high on uppers for the duration of the pre sequel (and his time on Elpis as a whole) and tells further anecdotes about drugs and getting high in tftbl.

Promiscuity/unsafe sex: nothing about having sex with Nisha is safe lol. But in all seriousness, there’s no way to prove this one. He does strike me as the reckless sex sort though. No proof, just 7 years of knowing him as a character.

Emotional instability

Inappropriate trigger response: he strangles a man to death for simply mentioning his wife, stabs Lilith for talking about Angel, and tries to kill Rhys for not being sure about his grand plan (more on this later). His response to triggers is disproportionate, often resulting in extreme anger over small things that don’t warrant that intense of a reaction. He gets big angry about almost everything; there’s no middle ground. His reaction is never really “you’re annoying me a lot” or “don’t talk about that, I don’t like it.” His reaction to almost everything is “oh my god I will murder your first born child how dare you-”

Quickly changing mood: aside from being prone to fits of rage at the flick of a switch, Jack also flicks back to “normal” pretty quickly, too. He flips between telling you to kill yourself after surviving the train and then talks casually about his day. He’ll be filled with rage after Angel’s death and then suddenly he’s laughing about you jumping into lava and having fun tricking you into visiting his grandmother. He can be intensely angry or sorrowful one moment and then nonchalant and sociable the next. His moods don’t last very long.

Idolisation/devaluation

Jack does this with numerous people across the games, but the two shining examples are Moxxi and Rhys; Rhys being the most notable. He idolises Moxxi, complimenting her on how attractive she is and how smart she is and including her in his circle of close friends/teammates. Then the inevitable happens and she lets him down and he instantly changes his opinion on her as if he’d never thought she was good to begin with. The same happens with Rhys. Throughout tftbl, Jack is best friends with Rhys and seems to form a one-sided connection with him where he idolises him and thinks they’re going to be best friends for ever and that they’re the perfect team. You cannot make him mad at you in tftbl (trust me, I’ve tried). He’s encouraging to Rhys the whole way through, like they’re brothers. Then the second Rhys displays doubts about something Jack is passionate about, Jack reacts violently and completely devalues Rhys, claiming him to be his mortal enemy and trying to kill him. People with BPD do this often. They have strong convictions and have a tendency to feel betrayed by people who go against those convictions. Jack does this regularly and it leads to the breakup of a lot of his relationships.

Paranoia

He vented a room full of scientists into space, just in case. I mean, that pretty much sums it up, really. Jack is under a lot of stress at this point in the game and stress-induced paranoia is a particularly difficult symptom of BPD. With him already feeling the pressure, the mention of a possible mole is a huge trigger for Jack. Especially since he’s reeling from the recent betrayal from a friend. His brain is already working over time, planting uneasy feelings of distrust and being unsafe. So when he’s presented with the idea from an outside source, he runs with it. Betrayal goes on to become a big button to push in Jack’s life to the extent that he actively betrays people before they get a chance to betray him (ie; killing Wilhelm). Paranoia feeds into a lot of Jack’s bad decisions, particularly in the pre sequel era.

Delusion

Jack wasn’t lying when he told us that he’s the hero. He absolutely was not the hero at all, but he wasn’t lying about it. Because lying about something implies that you know it’s not true, and Jack genuinely believes he’s a good person. The best person, in fact. It’s not a lie because in his mind, it’s the god given truth. He’s massively delusional, even before the events of the pre sequel. He’ll spout all the cheesy 80s movie lines about saving the moon and being the hero and he thinks he’s the protagonist of his own big adventure. We know that’s not what’s happening, but Jack doesn’t see it that way. Another delusion is the idea he has about how much everyone loves him. He thinks Moxxi is obsessed with him and he thinks Angel is being forced to work against him. He cannot conceive of a world in which people don’t like him or agree with him. Because why wouldn’t they agree with him? He’s the hero. Everybody loves the hero...

Intense but unstable relationships

Moxxi, Angel, Lilith, the Vault Hunter; I could go on. Jack’s relationships with people are volatile and rocky, even when they’re seemingly on the same side like with Moxxi or even Nisha (who he forms a tight bond with very quickly). People with BPD feel all emotions intensely, which causes a roller coaster. Jack really likes Moxxi, but then he doesn’t want to talk to her, but then he wants her on the team, but then he gets mad at her for calling him a pet name and beign friendly, and then he’s telling her she’s sexy, and then he’s cursing her, and then he’s hanging pictures of her in his casino. It’s the same with Angel - he subjects her to physical torture, then he loves her, then he’s mad at her for helping the Vault Hunter, then he’s doting on her, then he’s manipulating her, then he’s grieving for her. Everything is a whirlwind.

Distorted self-image

Oh boy. Jack has this physically and mentally. Mentally in the sense that he thinks he’s a good person when he actions are abhorrent and also because he’s massively insecure. BPD often comes with a lack of identity, which causes insecurity to begin with. Throw that in a pot alongside some childhood abuse, betrayal, work place bullying, and grief, and you got yourself a big pot of insecurity soup. Put plainly, Jack doesn’t really know who he is at his baseline. His personality and interests and ideas and needs all change on an hourly basis. He morphs to suit his circumstances. He can be open, honest and down to earth when he’s trying to trick Rhys. He can be full of worry and desperation when he needs you to head to grandma’s house. He can be cunning and clever when he’s tricking you into killing Wilhelm. He can be fatherly, he can be nasty, he can be torturous, he can be laid back, he can be clever, he can be ignorant, he can be sheepish, he can be cocky. He’s everyone and no one all at once and this probably leaves him feeling very hollow and empty; which is another symptom of BPD. In the physical sense, Jack issues with self image are pretty clear. He wears a face over his face to hide his face. Yup. And he does this because he thinks he’s disgracefully ugly. This scar he’s so vehemently protective of is something that defines his whole persona going forward. He literally claims himself as Handsome Jack, forcing people to adhere to the idea that he’s so attractive that it should be his title. Even though he doesn’t feel that way and does everything he can to hide the real him. He thinks he’s hideous and he struggles between loving himself and hating himself because of it.

Fear of abandonment

Aaaand here we are at the crux of the problem. BPD boils down to the intense fear of abandonment and this is probably what guides Jack for most of his life. His father died, his mother literally abandoned him, his grandmother neglected him, his first wife died, second wife left, girlfriend and friends betrayed him, and daughter killed herself to get away from him. Abandonment is practically coded into Jack’s DNA at this point and every time it happens, it confirms his fears more. He clings to Moxxi after she betrays him - taking her ideas to try and rile her up and even going as far as to recreate her entire bar in his casino because he wants to keep her presence around. He fights tooth and claw against Angel’s rebellion, begging both her and you to stop what you’re doing and leave. The only time he begs you is when he’s facing perceived abandonment, that’s how strong the fear is. His final words to Angel are “I’ll still forgive you.” Jack isn’t a forgiving man by any stretch, but he’ll say anything he has to in order to prevent her from leaving him. He’ll stalk people, he’ll manipulate them, he’ll lie to them or keep them physically locked up - all to prevent them from abandoning him. The worst possible thing that could happen to Jack is that, and we see the spiral he slips into after Angel. After Moxxi. After the Meriff. After his wife. He can’t bare the thought of someone leaving him and he’ll do anything and everything to prevent his fears becoming a reality.

So yeah! There it is, I finally got around to posting it lol. There’s probably a lot more little details that I’ve forgotten, but I cannot think of them right now. I’ll probably update if I think of any more! The tl;dr is that almost all of Jack’s behaviour can be linked to massively untreated BPD. He needed meds and therapy, but he didn’t get them and he spiralled as a result.

[maliciouslycreative]

How I played damage control to an anti in a small anime fandom and may have led to her ultimate downfall

I know I had a really nice write up of this at one point but oh well. I’ll spill more of the tea in this one because honestly the tea was so hot.

There are a few things that I have to give context to first. Gaia online was like THE mega forum of the 2000s, you made a little avatar and through posting and doing other activities on the forum you made money to buy clothes for your avatar. There were forums for everything but the fannish portions were really what drew in most of the people. The anime I was into was Beyblade. It was a shonen anime about fighting with tops that were possessed by the spirits of magical creatures. The story was honestly pretty average but the characters were fantastic and the fandom is to this day still one of my favourites. The series had a primarily male cast and didn’t even have a female lead until the second season. This led to the fanfic for the English fandom being about 70% canon/OC, 10 % canon m/f, and 20% slash. The most popular character in the English fandom was by far Kai Hiwatari, the loner badboy of the team.

Also before we get started I would like to add that one of my best friends was neck deep in this and the two of us were more or less fandom married. This is the same friend that I fake dated, had feelings for, and she nearly got me into kpop in 2011 so like if you haven’t read that story please read it too because it will give you a good idea of how stupid I am and how much of a fanfic I have truly lived. 

To set the stage I was 16, soon to be 17 when I joined the fandom and it was 2004. In September of that year I wrote a humour longfic that became an absolute smash hit and I found myself somehow fandom famous. It was around this time that I joined Gaia online. I made my little avatar and immediately went looking for the beyblade thread so that I could make new friends. I found the main thread, made my little introduction and at the end of it mentioned that I was a slash writer but I supported all ships. This is where I met C. She had declared herself the authority on Beyblade in these parts and I had just committed the crime of mentioning slash which was very obviously not canon and we did not discuss in this thread because we only discussed canon things. I was like well that’s a bit severe but like sure whatever I just want to hang out and have fun. 

Oh boy did I have no idea what I was in for. 

C was a year older than me and unfortunately that made her older than the majority of the fans at the time. Her favourite character was Kai, and she was not shy about talking about this fact. She stanned Kai above all other characters, and often at their expense. She was also a fanfic writer of a popular canon/OC series. Actually, she was so full of herself that she didn’t even call herself a fanfic writer, no her stories were in fact novels and were apparently very good. I never read them. But more on that later. 

Eventually the slash fans got tired of her being rude to us in the general thread so we made a Beyblade slash thread. There was a core of like 8 or so of us and we honestly had sooo much fun. When C would be too unbearable in the main thread the people from there used to come over to our thread and we’d chat with them about non slash stuff because we were honestly all multishippers and just wanted to have fun. We’d get comments like “wow, I’ve had more pleasant canon het ship discussions in the slash thread than the regular thread”. We never worried about C coming over and getting upset about comments like this because she refused to be associated with anything related with slash lmao. 

I tried my best to keep the peace between C, myself, and the rest of the fandom because ultimately I hate being in fandom drama. I just want everyone to have a good time. I’m a people pleaser. Unfortunately my newfound fame put me in the awkward position of being the most fandom popular person in our small community aside from C. Virtually every fan that read fanfics that came into our thread knew one of us or the other by reputation and C HATED this. Especially because people would come in to the thread, recognise me and go “oh my goodness I love your fanfics!” and I’d be super sweet with them and it’d lead into “I can’t believe how nice you are, I love you” which would lead to us crying at each other. This was not the kind of fan interaction that C got, no her fans were more kind that were there to praise her and worship her like a deity that had blessed them with some gift. Rarely did they tell her how kind she was. 

Back in the mid 2000s there were really commonly those commercials (usually by Christian organisations) asking people to sponsor say children in Africa or to help build schools or provide drinking water. You all probably know the ones; know the language that they used in those commercials. My fandom wife, who I suppose I shall call wifey because yes we were THAT couple back then, once said that C described her fics like those people described donating money to save the lives of Children in Africa. So we used to joke that her fics were so good they’d save lives in Africa. Looking back at it all, she almost had a very fundamentalist Christian approach to bringing people into her fanfics. She of course tried to get all the slash people into reading it. None of us read canon/oc fic mostly due to our poor treatment at the hands of their fans and creators. Getting fed up I one day told her that if she would read any one of my fanfics that I would read the entirety of her novels. Yes, I was willing to commit to read a couple 100k of canon/oc fanfic that I’d never touch normally if she would even read one of my 1k 1 shots. Heck, I had a fic even that shipped 2 minor characters so she didn’t even have to sully herself reading about one of the main characters. It was honestly a good deal in her favour. I kept this up until the day we all left the fandom. Sometimes I do wonder if her fics were even ¼ as good as she claimed, but I will never know because she refused to read my fics. 

She wasn’t all bad and a tyrant all the time. As long as people kept the conversations on track and didn’t come in to the thread saying things like “KAI IS SO HOT ND T3H BEST N I AM GUN 2 MARRY HIM” she stayed mostly civil. It was always hilarious watching InuYahsa or Naruto fans try to come in and bad mouth Beyblade because they’d unleash the dragon and C was great at chasing off undesirables in the thread. 

The real apex of goings on though on Gaia was the guild drama. So guilds were like exclusive themed mini forums within Gaia. Anyone could buy one and run it however they want, as long as it still adhered to Gaia’s ToS. C of course was the owner of the only Beyblade guild. The fandom wasn’t really big enough to support 2 guilds so we just kind of let it go. Technically she allowed people to post slash fanfics but like everything had to be explicitly tagged and there was absolutely no slash RP. Wifey and I controlled a handful of minor characters together in the forum RP and definitely used to try to push the boundaries a little bit. Some ambiguous flirting here, a stray comment there. It was such a fragile balance though because C was heavy on the ban button. The active portion of the guild was just people that were in the cult of C and worshipped her writing. 

Understandably the other slash fans and myself were getting disheartened by this. So we pooled our funds together and decided that we’d open a second guild that though it was run by slash fans we would welcome anyone into our ranks. We just wanted to have a fun place for everyone to hang out, and to hopefully run a few events out of. In hindsight, we should have seen what would happen. When we opened the guild, with me as the guild leader, it was like somebody blew up the whole dam protecting the delicate ecosystem we had cultivated. Every single person in the Gaia fandom that was not a zealous follower of C applied to be in our guild and left her guild. We of course figured that we’d attract some of the gen population but we did not expect to accidentally poach all of it. All of the moderators were getting messages from people thanking us for giving them a place where they could say whatever they wanted without fear of getting their faces ripped off or banned. 

C lost her shit. She was so mad that we went behind her back to ruin her guild. We literally had to show her posts in the very public slash thread that we had been planning this in public and that it was not to ruin her life. We just wanted a place where we could freely post slash. The two of us had some spicy comments back and forth and then she dropped an absolute bombshell on me. Since Gaia’s mail system is terrible I unfortunately no longer have exactly what she said but it was something along the lines of “Ok, you win. I’m going to close my guild.”. Us slash fans had never been doing this to win anything. We had never been competing. We just wanted a safe space to be ourselves. 

C never joined our guild. The fandom slowly faded out within the next year anyway. We weren’t getting new content so naturally people just drifted into other fandoms. C kept up with the main Beyblade thread for a lot longer than most of us but eventually that eventually faded into obscurity too. 

I learned a lot about fandom bullies from those days. But honestly the thing that stuck with me the most out of everything was that if you provide a positive safe space for people they will flock to it. It may seem like there are so many hostile people out there, but there really aren't. They're the minority but they just make sure that their voice is the loudest. The best way is to ignore them and just do your own thing. The bullies just want attention and if you don’t give it to them and prove to them that their opinion doesn’t matter to you then they’ll move in and find something else to yell at. 

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According To The Stars

Be11a writes Jily Fluff! Read here or on AO3

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According To The Stars

While working on Divination homework, James learns something new about Lily. Good thing Divination is a load of rubbish... or is it?

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James wasn't sure if he believed in Divination, or if it was just a load of rubbish. Honestly, one of the only reasons he was still taking the subject was the company — it was on Lily Evans' sixth-year timetable, and therefore his.

His friends had dropped the subject, and they made sure to take the mickey out of him when he signed back up.

"Divination, really James?"

"Why take that when you could have a free period?"

"Is it the subject matter that fascinates you, or is it a certain redhead?"

The questions were rhetorical, and his friends knew that. They were perfectly aware of James' motivation for sticking around in Divination, and they knew that he preferred they weren't there. Not many students continued beyond their O.W.L. year in the subject, and James was happy that Lily was the only other student he knew well. He could assure they would always be partnered up for projects, and he didn't have to worry about anyone swooping in and stealing her attention from him. Not Remus, Sirius, Peter, or worst of all, Snivellus.

James was procrastinating on his Divination essay in the Gryffindor common room when Lily approached him.

"Have you started?" she asked.

"Not yet, I was waiting for you. I was hoping you could help."

"You're smart, you'll figure it out," she said as she took a seat at the table beside him. "It's just a birth chart, anyway."

Just a birth chart. The problem wasn't that James thought birth charts were difficult to understand; it was that he hated the idea of them. The fact that the date, location, and time of his birth supposedly determined his fate really bothered him.

Earlier in class, they had mapped out their star signs, and their homework was to analyze them. He had been feeling a pit of dread all day, simply because he'd have to dive into all of the details of his future. He truly didn't want to know what the stars had to say about his life. In James' opinion, there was no point in knowing how or when he might die, who his future wife would be, how many kids he would have, or what he would do for an occupation. It sucked all of the excitement right out of life and stripped him of his autonomy. He wanted to believe that his choices mattered.

He knew he should take it all with a grain of salt because humans could never fully understand the truth of the stars. Predictions were wrong all the time, and there were always going to be flaws in human methods of telling the future.

But the mere idea that James' future was set in stone made him deeply uncomfortable. Like his friends, he could simply choose not to believe in any of it, but the problem was that he sort of did.

He looked over to see that Lily had already started her essay and was scribbling furiously on her parchment. Reluctantly, he turned back to his own star chart and began writing too.

My name is James Potter, and I was born at 5:45 pm on Sunday, March 27th, 1960, in London, England.

This makes my Sun Sign Aries, my Moon Sign Aries, and my Ascendant Libra.

Sun Sign: Aries

The sun determines our ego, identity, and 'role' in life. It's the core of who we are. On my birthdate — Sunday, March 27th, 1960 — my Sun was in Aries.

I am fundamentally assertive, persistent, and courageous. Naturally competitive and fiercely independent, I push things forward with energy and enthusiasm. I am determined, and I persevere through anything.

James thought back to his time on the Quidditch Pitch, where he would do anything for a victory. He was a risk-taker with a deep desire to win, and that had landed him in the Hospital Wing more times than he'd care to admit. He was definitely independent — although he played Chaser on the Gryffindor team, he much preferred the solitary aspect of Seeker; when playing Chaser, his fellow teammates often badgered him for being a "Quaffle-Hog".

I need to learn to understand other people as complex wholes.

The analysis felt spot-on for James. People were like puzzles, and he enjoyed figuring them out. All-day, James had been riddled with curiosity about Lily's birth chart. He was planning to ask her about it tonight and was excited to get to know her on a deeper level.

I feel the need to distinguish myself from others.

James felt exposed by that one. He was a prankster; he enjoyed his popularity, and he often engaged in what others — mainly professors — would call "attention-seeking behavior." Touche, birth chart, he thought, as he carried on writing.

Moon Sign: Aries

The moon rules our emotions, moods, and feelings, reflecting our personalities when we're alone and comfortable. On my birthdate — Sunday, March 27th, 1960 — my Moon was in Aries.

My emotional self is independent, energetic, and enthusiastic. I have a tendency to feel inadequate and overcompensate just because failure is a possibility.

That one hurt a bit. James immediately felt defensive as he wrote it, but deep down, he knew it was true. As the only son of a well-known and successful family, failure was not an option. He was no stranger to pressure, and sometimes he overcompensated. He was a smart kid, but he often relied on his charm to build connections and network. He knew his smooth-talking could drive some people — mostly Lily — insane, but it was nothing more than a defense mechanism because he truly was terrified of failure.

I find security and safety through close relationships and long-term partnerships.

James held his friends close, and had no idea what he would do without them. He believed they would all be there for him for the rest of his life, and he couldn't entertain the idea that they might not. He would risk his life to protect his friends, and they'd do the same for him. According to his analysis, whether or not his overwhelming trust in others was a strength or a weakness was open to interpretation, and James chose to see it as a good thing. What was the point of life without friends, anyway? He smiled warmly at the thought and continued.

Ascendant: Libra

Our Ascendant is the "mask" we present to people. It can be seen in our personal style and our first impressions. Some say its relevance fades as we age. Our Ascendant is determined by our time of birth — I was born at 5:45 pm, meaning my Ascendant is Libra.

I come across as compromising, courteous, and impartial, though sometimes passive-aggressive.

For most people, he was a compromising and courteous individual, at least for people he liked. Unfortunately, passive-aggressive was a no-brainer as well. Some folks — particularly Snivellus — might say he was a bully. In detention, he'd received lectures about how pranking and cursing others was not the proper way to alleviate interpersonal issues. McGonagall never hesitated to tell him that a calm and rational discussion would be much more effective than a Levicorpus Charm. Admittedly, his methods could be considered passive-aggressive.

I am inclined towards balance.

James was a well-rounded fellow, that was for sure. He was an academic, an athlete, and he maintained a social life quite effortlessly. Balance truly was important to him. There was just one part missing from his ideal balance — a relationship. More specifically, a relationship with Lily.

In fact, that missing piece was one of the first things he looked for when he began his birth chart analysis. On a separate piece of parchment, he had scribbled down a few signs — Aquarius, Sagittarius, Leo, and Gemini. According to the stars, his ideal life partner's Sun, Moon, and Ascendant signs should fall into these categories. Part of him didn't want to know what Lily's chart said, and the rest of him needed to. It could all be rubbish, but maybe it wasn't.

"What are your signs, Lily?"

"Why do you want to know?" she asked.

"Research," he said.

"You want to know my fate?"

"You could say that," he responded. It was partially true — he wanted to know what the stars said about her life, but specifically her compatibility with him.

Lily sighed. "My Sun Sign is Aquarius."

James' stomach fluttered with excitement. Aquarius was one of his most compatible signs, so that was a good start. "And your Moon Sign?"

"Pisces."

He tried not to let the disappointment show on his face. Nowhere on his chart did it say he should look for someone with a Pisces Moon Sign. "What about your Ascendant?"

James froze in anticipation, hoping for Lily to say one of the four options. Two of three compatible signs would make them a decent match.

"Virgo."

His stomach sank. One out of three matching signs wasn't ideal. Sure, it could work, but it meant that Lily wouldn't be his perfect partner. If he were to believe the stars, there was someone else out there that was better suited to him, and he wasn't sure if he wanted that to be true.

"Are you okay?" asked Lily.

James tried his best to smile and mask his fallen expression. He was okay; he just really wished Lily's astrological signs were fully compatible with his, but he didn't feel like he could tell her that. At least not straight-up.

"Do you believe in all of this?" he asked instead.

"Divination?"

"Yeah, but more specifically, this birth chart stuff. Do you believe that this should determine your future? Your personality, your jobs, and who you should be with?"

"Who I should be with?" she asked, her eyes moving to his parchment. She was squinting, and James wondered if she was trying to read his chart. "What are your signs?"

He hesitated before answering. What if she really did believe in all of it, and learning how lukewarm their compatibility was just turned her away? He knew he couldn't get away without telling her, so he took a deep breath and responded. "Aries, Aries, Libra."

Lily didn't say anything at first, and the pit grew in James' stomach the longer she was quiet.

"Lily?" he asked after she'd been silent for a few seconds too long for comfort. "What do you believe?"

"Honestly?" she said. "I believe it's a load of rubbish. At least I hope it is. What about you?"

He felt a wave of relief at her words. "Good. I think it's rubbish too, and I hope we're right."

She smiled at him, and he grinned back, the heat rising to his cheeks. They turned to their essays and began writing again. There was a little bounce in their quills, a mark of the excitement between two teenagers who just — sort of — admitted something big.

James felt better knowing that whatever his birth chart said about his future, his choices did matter. Sure, the stars might have a plan for him, but if they didn't involve the cute Aquarius beside him, he'd happily choose not to believe any of it.

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We all know that Bakugou and Endeavor are so much alike it's just weird to me when Bakugou stans or fans hate on Endeavor while their fav character is literally the same. Is it because Bakugou is "hot" to them or it's just their stupid minds cuz every time I look at Bakugou or Endeavor i see the same character it's just Endeavor has better writing in his thoughts

I disagree. There are obviously similarities, but they are far far from being the same so please keep that mindset out of my inbox.

First of all, Bakugou is a teenager. Obviously, bullying is wrong and he himself has come to understand that how he treated Deku was far from okay. Bakugou intends to apologize to Deku but wants to express this through actions first, which he does by supporting and helping Deku in training and strengthening his quirks.

Endeavor, on the other hand, wanted to be the Number One Hero. After maybe 2 years or so on the job, he stopped believing in himself and decided to use another method: creating someone who could beat All Might, when he couldn’t, aka eugenics. So he specifically sought out a woman with a fitting quirk to force her into a quirk marriage and had four children until he finally had the child that he deemed perfect. He abandoned Touya when he wasn’t good enough anymore and Shouto was around, he neglected Natsuo and Fuyumi, isolated Shouto from the rest of his siblings, put Shouto through training far too harsh for a little child, and drove his wife into such mental distress that she had a breakdown, which resulted in him throwing this “madwoman” as he calls her into a mental hospital, essentially locking her up so she couldn’t hurt his little masterpiece any further. He drove his oldest son into such mental distress that he became a villain, he continued to train Shouto despite his oldest son “dying” as a result of his tyranny. He made Fuyumi take on the role of mother when their nanny hurt her back. He made Fuyumi give him Shouto’s number when he didn’t get it directly from Shouto himself. This is also known as overstepping boundaries, which he does on multiple occasions, like showing up during the sports festival or the remedial course arc, trying to pat him on the head after the remedial course, acting friendly when Shouto went to intern at his agency with Bakugou and Deku - just to name a few.

Deku has always treated Bakugou as a friend and doesn’t even expect him to apologize or make up for the past. But Bakugou does that because he wants to make it up to Deku for no other reason than recognizing that he was wrong and that Deku deserves an apology for that. Bakugou isn’t forcing this onto him to make himself feel better. He just genuinely wants to be a better person. And again, he’s still a teenager.

Endeavor has been doing all of this for over 20 years, which is more than half of his life - it’s his entire adulthood. He was never held responsible and the first time he decided to make a change was once he finally reached his dream position and realized that nothing was different. That people still thought he was an asshole. That his own family doesn’t even like to be around him. He has the title but nothing else so now he wants to be liked, now he wants a family. And whatever, let him try to be a better person, but the problem is that his family doesn’t even know whether they can ever forgive him, yet he still inserts himself into their lives, ignoring the fact this puts immense pressure on them. If he wants to grow and be better, great, but he should do that while keeping a distance from them and then give them the choice to forgive him or not once he has changed and allowed them to just breathe for a second.

And because he is their father/husband, they feel even more pressured to forgive him because, at the end of the day, they all just want a normal family. That’s why Fuyumi helps him. That’s why Natsuo feels guilty for not being able to forgive him. They don’t necessarily want to forgive him, they just feel like this is the only option for them to ever move on.

“We all know” - No, that’s your opinion.

“Is it because Bakugou is ‘hot’“ - First of all, he’s a teenager, so I hope any adult fans do not consider this minor hot. Second of all, just because someone likes a character you don’t, doesn’t mean it’s just about their looks. Bakugou has shown a lot of character development during this story and is continuing to develop. He is redeeming himself because he has, on his own terms, realized that what he did was wrong and is now actively trying to better himself. 

“It’s just their stupid minds” - Stop being condescending to people just because they have a different opinion than you do.

“Endeavor has better writing” - Absolutely not. If you really think a successful man in his forties realizing he’s lonely and “shit, that might be my own fault?” is better writing than a literal teenager realizing that his insecurities made him bully someone so now he is helping this person instead, then I don’t know what to tell you.

You don’t have to like Bakugou, but stop pretending like a teenager is on the same level as a grown-ass adult who has abused and traumatized his entire family.