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cainware · 2 years
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I want Jason refusing to help the batfamily. Jason, who's picked up what little bit is left of his life after coming to the understanding that the love and care of most of the bats is entirely conditional, and moved away from Gotham to fully start healing. He doesn't have to contact them, and not having to appeal to their grandiose sense of morality makes his healing so much easier. It's messy still, but he finds that he's happy when he's away from the bats.
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purplekoop · 6 months
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Okay so I was looking through the hero gallery reaffirming my favorite skin for each hero (and double checking I don't really like any Winston skins, which holds up), but I found something. Peculiar.
I was checking Symmetra's skins and noticed a peculiar name for one of her Rare skins (the blue-tier ones that are very minor recolors, where only four are made for each hero on their release and never any more). Normally, these names are very formulaic, very often just the color of the skin in the hero's native language, or some vague pleasant-sounding way to describe the color choice.
But then there's this Symmetra skin: Technomancer.
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Her other three Rare skins are named Cardamom, Hyacinth, and Saffron, all different plants, so "Technomancer" sticks out.
But I think I know why...
Putting it simply, this was her beta design color scheme
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Seems like yellow was meant to be Symmetra's main color before it was settled that her outfit should be primarily blue.
It even shows up in this concept art that I've shown before and will show again, along with several other heroes in their finalized and not-so finalized designs, along with some characters that never made the cut in general.
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It's also worth noting that Symmetra is one of the oldest Overwatch character concepts, back in the MMO phase of the idea where each character was instead a class, with the class that became Symmetra being... okay it'd be cool if I could say it was also called "Technomancer", but no, apparently just "Architect".
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(fun fact while we're here, "Architect" is listed as being able to deploy 3 sentries to distinguish them from "Mechanic"'s one large sentry, but Symmetra could deploy a whole 6 sentries until her second major rework, where it was reduced to the three that's both how we know it today and the original concept to distinguish her from what became Torbjorn. She also couldn't deploy a shield generator until her first major rework where it became her alternate ultimate, Symmetra 1.0 only gave allies a small portion of shield health directly, while now she has no equivalent shield-generating abilities. No, her ult doesn't count, that's a barrier, "shield" in overwatch terms refers to blue health. Unless it's Rein and Brig, those are also shields.)
...*ahem* anyways.
Was not expecting to uncover a beta design reference in the final game tonight. Haven't heard anyone acknowledge this before, though admittedly people don't tend to pay attention to Rare skins much at all.
Skins that are references to earlier design iterations are super neat but not something common at all as of now, with the only other exception (at least coming to mind now) is, ironically, Lucio, with his Equalizer skin, a reference to his earlier design as well.
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This one's from Archives 2018 and is super neat. The contrast in personality despite the outfit being the same is particularly delightful, it's not too far off but it's juuust different enough to be noticeable when the Lucio we know and love is wearing his beta outfit, and it doesn't quite have the same vibe as the concept art.
If I haven't made it clear yet, I adore seeing development art stuff and seeing the ideation process, so seeing characters or other concepts that were scrapped come back later in official capacity is always one of my favorite things. Morpho Knight from Kirby is a prime example, and there's great examples from Sonic like Honey the Cat and the very recent inclusion of the rabbit design that was a scrapped concept for Sonic himself. These are just a couple skins and not whole characters, but it's still super neat. Wish they did more of these to be honest, especially with Archives. Considering the whole theme of the event is (was?) seeing heroes how they were in the past in-universe, it was cool to see Lucio in how he looked in the past in a more meta sense. As I comb through the old concept arts, I'll try to keep an eye for which ones I could think work as skins for the finalized hero.
...This post ended up being longer than I expected. oops.
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roxannarambles · 2 years
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title: second chances (chapter five)
ship: goldenlight (luz x hunter)
notes: takes place sometime after ‘reaching out’ but before ‘hollow mind.’ (set in my standard canon-divergent AU where everything’s the same except no L*mity)
other chapters: chapter one chapter two  chapter three  chapter four
The next day, it seemed that Hunter’s lunch break had rarely coincided with a reasonable hour for lunchtime, because Luz sent him a photo of what she was eating that day. (It appeared to be a mud grub sandwich, which she didn’t look especially thrilled about eating.) He sent back a photo of his cafeteria food. She responded with some emoji.
Luzura_Warrior:
... 🤢🤢🤢
Rulerzreachf4n:
what do those even mean
Luzura_Warrior:
whatdo you mean? theyre sick faces
Luzura_Warrior:
can't you tell? they're green
Rulerzreachf4n:
why does green mean they're sick?
Rulerzreachf4n:
the only thing I think of that turns you colors when you're sick is the rainbow fever but that's all the colors
Luzura_Warrior:
no it. it's metaphorical, not literal.although. rainbow fever sounds kinda fun ngl
Rulerzreachf4n:
it's not, trust me. you spend most of your time violently expelling fluids from both ends
Rulerzreachf4n:
the fluids are also rainbow colored
Luzura_Warrior:
okay, yeah, nevermind, I don't wanna catch that.
Rulerzreachf4n:
yeah.
Rulerzreachf4n:
what's this one mean by the way? 🥺 I see it sometimes
Luzura_Warrior:
that's supposed to be puppydog eyes, you know, when you're begging somebody for something
Luzura_Warrior:
pleeeeease hunter come visit me sometime so we can make pancakes 🥺🥺
Luzura_Warrior:
like that!
Rulerzreachf4n:
oh
Luzura_Warrior:
I promise my real puppydog eyes are way more effective then the emoji, though
Hunter began to type a reply out, feeling unsure of what exactly to say, but another message came through before he could finish.
Luzura_Warrior:
any other emojis you want me to translate?
Ah. All right. That subject was a little easier to deal with. He scrolled through the list of little faces.
Rulerzreachf4n:
what about this? 😑
Luzura_Warrior:
uhh . . . hm. I dunno I never use that one, I guess it's like ... dead?
Luzura_Warrior:
oh wait, I think I've seen some people use it to mean annoyed. like really fed up with something.
Rulerzreachf4n:
ok. I guess that makes sense.
Rulerzreachf4n:
what about this one? 😤
Luzura_Warrior:
that one's like 'determined.' stubborn.
Luzura_Warrior:
oh but it also can mean really angry. depends on the situation.
Rulerzreachf4n:
oh, I was way off, I thought it was maybe a sneeze?
Luzura_Warrior:
lolol no this is the sneeze emoji 🤧
Rulerzreachf4n:
... 🤔
Luzura_Warrior:
that's for when you're thinking
Rulerzreachf4n:
... 🧐
Luzura_Warrior:
that's for when you're thinking but you're also FANCY
Rulerzreachf4n:
okay there are WAY too many of these
Luzura_Warrior:
lol, don't worry, you'll learn them eventually
Rulerzreachf4n:
I'm not so sure. I feel like this is an entire language.
Rulerzreachf4n:
and like what even is this one??? 🥴
Luzura_Warrior:
I...have no idea actually. I never understood that one.
Luzura_Warrior:
I guess it's . . . uhhh . . .
Luzura_Warrior:
god I don't have a clue. let's invent a new emotion for it
Rulerzreachf4n:
what
Luzura_Warrior:
hey hunter, just finished my lunch and I'm feeling so snorflimppet 🥴
Luzura_Warrior:
you know TFW you're hella gasterplastecked 🥴
Rulerzreachf4n:
no.
Rulerzreachf4n:
stop.
Luzura_Warrior:
yknow we should teach you about memes too if you're gonna be on penstagram
Rulerzreachf4n:
oh, yeah. willow and gus have shown me a few of those. I think I saved one. hold on . . .
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Luzura_Warrior:
I . . .
Luzura_Warrior:
I've become a MEME??
Rulerzreachf4n:
is that . . . bad?
Rulerzreachf4n:
I thought it was a good thing
Luzura_Warrior:
it's . . .uhh well I don't know if I'd call it good or bad, really, it's just . . .
Luzura_Warrior:
hmm, honestly I'm not sure how to feel about it. guess I feel 🥴🥴
Rulerzreachf4n:
well if you don't like it, I can delete it
Luzura_Warrior:
nah, it's fine, no need
Luzura_Warrior:
tbh it's kinda neat.
Luzura_Warrior:
so the meme you have saved to your scroll was the one that had me in it . . . interesting 😏
What was that one? They hadn't discussed that emoji yet. This texting thing was stressful sometimes.
Rulerzreachf4n:
I saved it because it was about flyer derby
Rulerzreachf4n:
it just happened to have you in it
Luzura_Warrior:
mmm ok. if you say so.
Luzura_Warrior:
oh hey, before I forget, you wanna help me start a new meme on penstagram?
Rulerzreachf4n:
how?
Luzura_Warrior:
it's easy! just choose a basic format first . . .
Luzura_Warrior:
like, say, mmm, the old bait-n-switch . . .
Luzura_Warrior:
choose a video . . .
Luzura_Warrior:
and voila!
A link popped up. Hunter followed it to see it led to Luz's Penstagram page, to her newest public post. 
You know, it’s not often that I’m impressed by speeches, but the statements that one of the Coven’s top officials has recently released are really worth checking out. Find it here:
It was a link that led away from Penstagram. When Hunter clicked on it, it brought him to the video of Kikimora falling flat on her face and then wriggling around to dance music. Hunter had already seen this video many, many times, but he laughed again anyway.
Rulerzreachf4n:
ok, if that’s how you make a meme, then I’m a fan
Luzura_Warrior:
great! so all you need to do is post something on your penstagram that claims you’re linking a particular thing . . . but link to this video instead
Rulerzreachf4n:
that’s honestly kind of childish
He paused on his Penstagram page, thinking about it.
Rulerzreachf4n:
…but, she acts very childish anyway, so turnabout’s fair play
Luzura_Warrior:
haha, there ya go.
 Late afternoon, Hunter was in the middle of his usual patrol through Bonesborough, keeping an eye out for troublemakers or any civil unrest. It was a very slow day, though, and hardly anyone was around. He’d gone out to one of the massive demonic appendanges that existed in the town (this one was called ‘Dead Hand’ because it was unusually still compared to the other, twitchier hands). There had been a minor complaint lodged that somebody was trying to paint graffiti on the huge, scaly hand. When he got there, though, he found it was just a couple of kids that looked hardly older than toddlers, and they didn’t even know how to operate a spray paint can. He chased the kids away and then was left standing there in the silent streets of Bonesborough, sighing. Sometimes he felt like most of the duties he did for the Coven was just busywork.
Pulling out his scroll, he logged onto Penstagram and scrolled idly. Luz had ‘shared’ his Kikimora meme post and so it had a fair number of ‘likes’ and a few replies. This kept him amused for a few minutes, but eventually he grew bored. 
His scroll buzzed with a new message.
Luzura_Warrior:
look at themmmmm 😍
A picture was included, and it had King curled up on the couch, with the Owl Lady’s palisman snuggled into his fur, both fast asleep.
Rulerzreachf4n:
nice
Rulerzreachf4n:
this is what I’m doing
He pointed the scroll at the Dead Hand and took a photo to send to Luz.
Luzura_Warrior:
on patrol? cool, I’ve never actually gotten that close to that thing before
Luzura_Warrior:
eda, uh, told me they grab people sometimes, so I’m a little careful
Rulerzreachf4n:
they can sometimes but only when they’re cranky. dead hand doesn’t though, it’s very docile.
Luzura_Warrior:
huh. good to know!
Luzura_Warrior:
hey, I have a question, how come you never send any selfies? I don’t think I’ve seen a single one from you yet
Luzura_Warrior:
you even changed your pfp, it used to be you and now it’s flapjack. 
Luzura_Warrior:
obviously I ADORE flapjack but, well. I dunno, I guess I’m just curious if there’s a reason
Luzura_Warrior:
sorry if that’s prying too much
He thought about when he first made his Penstagram account and all the time he spent trying to get a photo to use for his profile. He probably spent over an hour doing it, only to later decide it looked awful anyway and took it down.
Rulerzreachf4n:
not sure if there’s really a reason
Rulerzreachf4n:
I just don’t feel the desire to, I guess.
Rulerzreachf4n:
I..don’t really like how I look.
Luzura_Warrior:
wait, really? 
He hesitated as he read her message, but she didn’t seem to be teasing him. He decided to take a chance and tell her the truth.
Rulerzreachf4n:
yeah. that’s part of why I like my mask. better to cover it up when people would rather not see it anyway, you know?
He waited as the dots on the scroll indicated Luz was typing.
Luzura_Warrior:
okay, so, I guess it kind of makes sense you wouldn’t realize this, since you probably don’t talk to a lot of people. 
He frowned, confused.
Rulerzreachf4n:
realize what?
Luzura_Warrior:
that you’re actually really cute
He froze, his heart leaping at the blunt reply. Staring at the message in shock, he tried to make sense of it. What? She really thought-- she--
Wait, no. That couldn’t be right. His skepticism returning fast, he typed,
Rulerzreachf4n:
that’s not a nice thing to joke about
At the same moment he’d entered that text,  Luz entered one as well;
Luzura_Warrior:
I mean, objectively speaking. you know?
He narrowed his eyes, confused. She quickly followed up with more texts.
Luzura_Warrior:
what? I wouldn’t joke about that. I’m serious.
Luzura_Warrior:
did somebody tell you that you weren’t?
Luzura_Warrior:
because that’s wrong, you’re definitely. yknow, teenage heartthrob material. 
Luzura_Warrior:
honestly I’m surprised you don’t know this? when I first met you, you were so confident, it seemed like you were all ,’i’m sexy and I know it’
Luzura_Warrior:
uh I, mean, you know. like. objectively! haha.
In an intensely short amount of time Hunter felt like his head was going to possibly explode, the phrase ‘teenage heartthrob’ on repeat in his mind. Flustered, he tried to type out a reply.
Rulerzreachf4n:
you’re really serious? I. but. 
This didn’t make sense. But it really did seem like she was being sincere.
Luzura_Warrior:
ok, you gotta tell me who told you all this BS about how you look, because they’re not only a jerk, theyre apparently blind
Starting to feel a bit warm, he confessed,
Rulerzreachf4n:
nobody really told me that, I just. it’s what I’ve always kinda thought.
Luzura_Warrior:
oh.
Rulerzreachf4n:
but. now that I have your perspective, I. 
He struggled to figure out how to reply.
Rulerzreachf4n:
well it’s.
Rulerzreachf4n:
 good to know
Luzura_Warrior:
okay well great glad i could clarify that!
Luzura_Warrior:
annnnyway
Luzura_Warrior:
anythgig  ecxiti ng ever happen onyour patrols???
Hunter glanced up as he caught motion out of the corner of his eye. It turned out to be a Coven scout, carrying a spear, also out on patrol. Not really a surprise; it seemed the only people out today were Coven members.
The scout waved as he approached. 
“Hello, sir! Run into any problems today?”
Ah, it was Steve. There were a great many coven scouts in their ranks, and Hunter admittedly didn’t recognize them all by name, but he recognized Steve. He had a rather decent . . . well, “friendship” was not the word. He had a rather decent acquaintanceship with him. It mostly consisted of Steve sitting next to him sometimes during lunch and rambling about whatever random things were rattling about in his head, while Steve in turn would listen to Hunter rant about Kikimora. It hadn’t ever gone beyond that, but still, it made Hunter feel slightly more at ease to be around a semi-familiar face. Well. A semi-familiar voice. He’d never actually seen any of the scouts maskless. 
“Nah. Just told a couple of kids to go home before their mothers worry about them. Truly a test of my skills and training, I know, but somehow I prevailed.”
Steve laughed. It was strangely nice to have another person actually laugh at his snarky comments.
“Hey, at least it wasn’t one of those days where we had to clear out a sligguth infestation, right? I’d relish a little boredom in comparison.”
Hunter frowned.
“I guess so.”
The coven scout leaned casually against the Dead Hand’s wrist as he began to ramble idly.
“This job’s not quite what I expected, I’ll tell you that, but it does give me a lot of time to think, you know? It’s kind of nice on these slow days when nobody’s around to bother me and I can just do my own thing.”
Hunter raised a brow, even though his face was covered by his mask.
“You mean goof off?”
Steve chuckled again.
“I know I’m not the only one, weren’t you just looking at your scroll?”
Hunter jolted a little, even though he still had the scroll in his hand and it wasn’t a surprise the scout had seen. Accepting that he’d been caught out, he lifted the scroll back up and glanced at it. He answered wryly,
“As far as you’re concerned I was just monitoring social media for any potential rabblerousers.”
The scout nodded.
“Of course, sir.”
Hunter looked at his scroll thoughtfully for a few moments, considering the human he’d just been conversing with. He was struck with a sudden impulse. It was pretty out of character for him, but there was something about the human that seemed to make him do strange things. And in the moment, he didn’t really care.
“Hey, um, Steve? You wanna help me take, uh . . . a ‘selfie’?”
He handed his scroll to Steve. The scout shrugged.
“Sure. Although I don’t think it’s technically a selfie unless you take it yourself.”
Hunter hopped on his artificial staff and quickly flew up to the top of Dead Hand.
“All right, well whatever it’s called.”
He landed on the open palm of the giant hand and set his staff down. After a moment of hesitation, he reached up and pulled his Golden Guard mask off.
From below, Steve was pointing the scroll at him, fiddling with settings.
“Hmm, why don’t you try something a little more dynamic, sir?”
Hesitantly, he asked, 
“Dynamic?” 
“Yeah! Pose or something.”
He thought about that a moment, his mind casting back to when he’d first met Luz on the airship. Oh. Sure, he could do that.
He got down and sprawled casually on his side, leaning his chin into a palm, propping it up with an elbow. He held his mask in his other hand loosely against his waist and fixed the scroll with a steady gaze.
“Oh, that’s perfect, sir! Hold that. Hmm, the angle is a bit weird down here. Maybe if I backed up a little. . .”
Hunter had a better idea. He grabbed his staff and sent it down to the ground.
“Here, just ride that.”
“Oh, that’s genius, sir.”
Steve seemed unperturbed about this taking a little work, and he rode the staff up around Hunter’s hight and carefully adjusted his position.
“All right, good, now smile for the camera?”
Ugh, this felt kinda weird. He really did hate pictures. But he was determined to do it.
All right, just imagine it was Luz floating there. She wanted a selfie, he’d give her one.
He quirked his brow a little and slipped into a cheeky grin, gazing intensely into the scroll as if she was right there in front of him. He heard the scroll snap a few pictures.
“Wow, you’re a natural, sir. I feel like this would make a great recruitment poster! The old one is a little plain, you know?”
Hunter stood back up and shook his head as Steve returned the scroll to him.
“Nah, this is only for friends.”
He sat down on the hand, his feet dangling off the edge as he fiddled with his scroll. Steve landed and sat down beside him, humming,
“Of course, you need to keep the mystery of the original poster. People respect and fear the mask.”
Hunter nodded.
“Exactly.”
He hesitated as he looked at his picture. Did it look stupid? Should he actually send it, or maybe retake it? Was it too weird? Too . . . much? Maybe he should–
Oh, screw it.
He sent the photo to Luz before he could question it any further and chicken out. After that was a tense wait, but it didn’t last for very long.
Luzura_Warrior:
ohmygod 
Luzura_Warrior:
asafdjh;lgfju
Luzura_Warrior:
what have I done, I never should have told you the truth 
It was unclear what exactly that meant, but Hunter had hoped it was positive. He answered cautiously. 
Rulerzreachf4n:
you said you wanted a selfie
Luzura_Warrior:
hahaha I did, it’s true
Luzura_Warrior:
but boy, you REALLY delivered 
Rulerzreachf4n:
is that a good thing?
Luzura_Warrior:
yeah uhh 
Luzura_Warrior:
definitely a good thing.
Luzura_Warrior:
it 
Luzura_Warrior:
it’s really good, haha.
He started to type out a reply, but she followed up with more texts before he could.
Luzura_Warrior:
jeez, that look you’re giving is smokin’
Luzura_Warrior:
do you practice that in the mirror or
Luzura_Warrior:
hey wait, who took the picture?
Rulerzreachf4n:
thats not important
Luzura_Warrior:
you actually enlisted somebody’s help to take this for me?
Luzura_Warrior:
I feel so special :3 Rulerzreachf4n:
yeah, yeah, just don’t show it to anyone else alright
Luzura_Warrior:
whuh wait
Luzura_Warrior:
this really was just for me??
Luzura_Warrior:
 so i really AM special :3c
Growing uncomfortable with how perceptive Luz was being, he tried to derail.
Rulerzreachf4n:
I don’t know what that emoji means
Luzura_Warrior:
oh sorry. it’s like…. a kittycat smile? there isn’t really a good official emoji for it.
Rulerzreachf4n:
a cat smile?
He wasn’t sure how a cat could smile and what the heck that would even indicate.
Luzura_Warrior:
yeah it’s like . . .
Luzura_Warrior:
hold on a sec
Luzura_Warrior:
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Luzura_Warrior:
like that!
Hunter studied the picture, which you’d think would help clarify things, but really all it did was confuse the issue even further.
Rulerzreachf4n:
what exactly is that look supposed to mean though
Luzura_Warrior:
:3c hehehehehe
Rulerzreachf4n:
luz that doesnt help
“So does your friend like the picture?”
Hunter jumped in surprise, having entirely forgotten that Steve was even sitting there.
“Uhh.”
His scroll buzzed and spammed him with indecipherable emoji.
Luzura_Warrior:
😏😏 😼😼🦦🦦😈😇
“. . . I think so? Yeah.”
 The rest of patrol was just as stunningly uneventful, so Hunter spent the rest of it walking his route and talking with Steve. Honestly, it wasn’t so terrible a way to finish out the afternoon, which mostly was just letting Steve ramble on about his little brother and his newfound interest in Illusion magic. When Hunter returned to the castle, he had some very boring tasks that included taking stock of some new supplies (again, he found himself wondering if Belos just assigned him duties as mere busywork, but it wasn’t his place to question things). It took him several hours to complete and then he had a cold, unpleasant dinner at the cafeteria, but for some reason, none of it fazed him much, and he spent the whole time humming to himself, a little smile on his face.
When the evening came and he was finally free to return to his room, he gratefully collapsed onto his bed and stuck his face into the nearest book. It was a pleasant diversion for about an hour, and then his scroll buzzed. Eagerly, he grabbed it and found that it was Luz asking if he could help her with a few questions on her Beast Keeping homework. He agreed to help. 
What had started out as just a few questions quickly grew into a much larger discussion.
Luzura_Warrior:
I just am having a hard time because I had no idea there were so many kinds of dragons
Luzura_Warrior:
in the human realm I only really heard of the basic ones
Luzura_Warrior:
not all these weird wingless dragons and the legless dragons and the dragons with only two legs and all that
Rulerzreachf4n:
well they’re not really dragons. 
Luzura_Warrior:
what?? what do you mean.
Rulerzreachf4n:
the common ancestor species is a wyrm, which eventually evolved into lindwyrms and loongs over time. the ones living at higher elevations developed into drakes. and then potentially dragons arose from the drakes. 
Rulerzreachf4n:
they’re all in the wyrm family, though, a dragon is just a kind of wyrm
Luzura_Warrior:
seriously? I thought a wyrm was just . . . a legless and wingless dragon?
Rulerzreachf4n:
no, it’s the other way around. a dragon is a wyrm with legs and wings. 
Luzura_Warrior:
man, this is weird. so what exactly is a wyrm then? 
Rulerzreachf4n:
well, wyrms branch off from the sea serpents because of their scales, regenerative abilities and pyrorespiration. sea serpents of course belonging to the larger family of serpents, which in turn of course branch off from the true worms
Luzura_Warrior:
hold on, slow down a little. not sure if I’m getting you because it seems like you’re saying that . . . dragons evolved from snakes and that snakes evolved from worms?
Rulerzreachf4n:
snakes are a smaller sub-family of serpents, really
Rulerzreachf4n:
but your statement is mostly correct, yeah.
Luzura_Warrior:
snakes evolved from worms??
Rulerzreachf4n:
yeah? didn’t they cover this already?
Rulerzreachf4n:
everything evolved from worms, they’re nature’s ideal form
Luzura_Warrior:
buhhuhuwhaaa? 
Rulerzreachf4n:
you haven’t covered the Great Ancestral Worm yet??
Luzura_Warrior:
um, well. I kind of haven’t had one of the pre-reqs for this class. I begged the teacher to let me take it anyway . . . 
Luzura_Warrior:
but please, I gotta know about anything called ‘the Great Ancestral Worm,’ because this is getting wild
Rulerzreachf4n:
okay, well. 
Rulerzreachf4n:
in the beginning, when the Titan first fell, the first creature to immerge from the decomposing muck was a worm
Rulerzreachf4n:
the Great Ancestral Worm, from which all beasts sprang. the ratworms, the trash slugs, the giraffes, the sea serpents, all that
Rulerzreachf4n:
and from the beasts, branched off the bug demons and the bipedal demons
Rulerzreachf4n:
many bug demons still retaining body forms quite close to the original ancestral worms, but developing sentience alongside the bipedal demons
Rulerzreachf4n:
bipedal demons of course ended up quite distant from the ancestral design, and needed to compensate for it, develop bile sacs for their own magic
Luzura_Warrior:
okay hold on 
Luzura_Warrior:
so you’re saying EVERYTHING is based off worms
Luzura_Warrior:
what about, uhh. echo mice?
Rulerzreachf4n:
they evolved from the ratworms.
Luzura_Warrior:
okay, how about the selkiedomuses.
Rulerzreachf4n:
sea serpents that developed fins and blubber.
Luzura_Warrior:
what about birds??
Rulerzreachf4n:
they came from the wyverns and feathered serpents.
Luzura_Warrior:
there’s feathered serpents too?? oh god
Luzura_Warrior:
this is getting a little overwhelming
Rulerzreachf4n:
let’s just focus on wyrms for now. you said you only needed to know the basic groups for now, right?
Luzura_Warrior:
yeah. yeah, ok.
Rulerzreachf4n:
So we have the Wyrms, and then the Lindwyrms which evolved front limbs to help a little with traction, but still move with a serpentine body motion. And next are the Loongs, with four limbs which can walk awkwardly on land but who mostly prefer to swim or fly. 
Luzura_Warrior:
wait. fly? I thought Loongs don’t have wings?
Rulerzreachf4n:
that’s correct, they don’t.
Luzura_Warrior:
asdgrsrjyyj
Luzura_Warrior:
THEN HOW
Rulerzreachf4n:
they fly via magic. loong’s magic is fairly potent, they also have some control over weather and can shapeshift.
Luzura_Warrior:
oh, right, magic is a thing. haha . . .
Rulerzreachf4n:
next are the drakes
Luzura_Warrior:
those are the wingless dragons! right? they first found them at the knee
Rulerzreachf4n:
well, ‘wingless dragons’ is... not very descriptive. 
Rulerzreachf4n:
but yes, the drakes evolved at higher elevations and had stockier bodies, sturdier limbs that made for good walking and climbing, and stronger fire breath.
Luzura_Warrior:
can THEY magically fly?
Rulerzreachf4n:
that’s a good question! no, the drakes lost the ability to fly, as well as their shapeshifting and weather control
Luzura_Warrior:
okay, gotcha
Rulerzreachf4n:
then we have the dragons, which fly with the help of their leathery wings. and then wyverns
Luzura_Warrior:
hold on a sec one time I heard Hooty say HE’S A WORM
Luzura_Warrior:
does that mean hooty’s a bug demon???
Rulerzreachf4n:
uh… do you mean your house demon?
Luzura_Warrior:
yeah!
Rulerzreachf4n:
yes, house demons are a type of parasitic worm. 
Luzura_Warrior:
holy crap this makes so much sense now. now that I think about it, he was saying something one time about an ancestral worm
Rulerzreachf4n:
uh yeah so, anyway
Luzura_Warrior:
wait did you say PARASITIC??
Luzura_Warrior:
he’s a parasite???
Rulerzreachf4n:
yes, house demons parasitize living houses 
Luzura_Warrior:
I thought hooty WAS the house!!! that’s not his body??
Rulerzreachf4n:
it’s technically not. once a house demon attaches to a house, they gain some control and nerve sensation, but it’s technically their host.
Luzura_Warrior:
oh my god. this is blowing my mind
Rulerzreachf4n:
ok, I think we’re getting a bit off track here
Luzura_Warrior:
right, sorry, sorry
Luzura_Warrior:
back to dragons. I mean, wyrms, back to wyrms and not house worms. I’m listening.
Hunter did his best to get Luz back on track and explain the basic wyrm families, as well as the two competing theories on whether drakes evolved into dragons, or ampitheres evolved into wyverns and then some wyverns developed into dragons. Although Luz was a bit distractable at times and prone to chit-chat, she was also very enthusiastic and seemed genuinely interested in the subject. She also seemed to pick up the information fairly quickly. When they’d finished, she thanked him profusely and said she was going to spend another hour studying to make sure it was solidified in her head for tomorrow’s quiz. He bid her a goodnight and returned to his reading.
He continued to read until it grew very late, at an hour when his mind was very fuzzy and his thoughts were disjointed. He browsed Pentsagram a little, very amused to find Darius had shared his Kikimora meme, and it seemed to be spreading rapidly. He giggled at that for a bit and then his thoughts started to turn slowly along the memories of his day, over the discussions he’d had with Luz. There was a very pleasant feeling that flickered through him as he pondered things, like the bright little embers that popped off a crackling fire. 
When his scroll buzzed, he sleepily picked it up and checked it.
Luzura_Warrior:
hunteeerrrrrr
Luzura_Warrior:
I’m booorrreddddd
He chuckled outloud and typed a response.
Rulerzreachf4n:
thought you were studying
Luzura_Warrior:
yeah it got boring
Luzura_Warrior:
whatre you doin?
Rulerzreachf4n:
well I WAS reading peacefully
Luzura_Warrior:
awhjyyhd why are you even still up it’s like almost 2am
Rulerzreachf4n:
why are YOU still up
Luzura_Warrior:
that’s evading the question, I asked u first
Rulerzreachf4n:
im always up this late
Rulerzreachf4n:
it’s the only time to myself i really get, so. thats why.
Luzura_Warrior:
that makes sense.
Rulerzreachf4n:
k so now you
Luzura_Warrior:
well I was just cramming for the quiz
Luzura_Warrior:
I am bad at time management, I admit it
Luzura_Warrior:
but I’m in bed now like a good girl, I swear
Luzura_Warrior:
see look
A picture popped up, showing a dimmed bedroom. Hunter squinted at it. Luz seemed to be on the floor, sitting inside a strange fabric . . . cocoon? 
Rulerzreachf4n:
what. the heck is that, that’s not a bed.
Luzura_Warrior:
it’s a sleeping bag. 
Rulerzreachf4n:
that doesn’t seem very comfortable.
Luzura_Warrior:
no, it’s okay! it’s not so bad. not as good as a bed, I admit, but eda didn’t have any spare mattresses, so I’ve just been using this.
Rulerzreachf4n:
huh. she should get you a bed.
Luzura_Warrior:
well moneys not exactly pouring in right now
Luzura_Warrior:
I know you probably have a nice fancy bed at the castle but not everyone can be so luxurious, ya know
Hunter frowned, considering his bed and his room.
Rulerzreachf4n:
actually my bed’s really not fancy
Rulerzreachf4n:
or my room. belos gave me quarters that are the same size and furnishings as any other scout
Rulerzreachf4n:
said that i shouldn’t grow soft or complacent
Luzura_Warrior:
oh
Luzura_Warrior:
whoa I didn’t realize that.
Luzura_Warrior:
ok now I’m curious. whats it look like?
Luzura_Warrior:
send me a picture?? 😃
Hunter aimed his scroll, trying to get a shot, then grumbled because it didn’t look like much from his angle. He got out of bed and snapped a photo so she could actually see things.
Luzura_Warrior:
oooh okay, it’s not so bad. seems cozy. that pillowcase looks pretty ratty tho lol
Luzura_Warrior:
oh my god wait, you have a PLUSHIE?? I see that lil head poking out there!
Hunter quickly re-checked the photo, and to his horror, you could in fact see the hot pink head of his goofy little frog plushie sticking out behind a pillow.
Rulerzreachf4n:
please pretend you didnt see that
Luzura_Warrior:
no way, oh my god hunter this is adorable. I love this. you like plushies too!! I wanna get a better look, send me a pic! 😃
Rulerzreachf4n:
no way you’ll just make fun of me
Luzura_Warrior:
no I won’t!! I swear. pleeeeease?? 
Luzura_Warrior:
do you actually sleep with it too? aaaaa thatd be so CUTE
Hunter grunted, dropping back down onto his bed with a defeated sigh. There was no way she was gonna drop this, he knew her well enough by now for that. Gruhhh.
He reached over and pulled the plushie out from behind the pillow. Wrapping an arm around it, he hugged it tight against his chest and aimed the scroll at himself, sticking his tongue out and snapping a photo. 
When he sent it, Luz nearly combusted.
Luzura_Warrior:
saftrrerghewyhrw
Luzura_Warrior:
aaaaaaa  hutner!!!!
Luzura_Warrior:
SO CUTE
Luzura_Warrior:
you giant dork i LOVE it
Luzura_Warrior:
look at youuuu aaaaa!! 😍
Rulerzreachf4n:
you show that to anybody and I will hunt you down
Luzura_Warrior:
hehehehehee
Luzura_Warrior:
hunt me down. cos you’re hunter
Rulerzreachf4n:
yes. you don’t want  that, trust me
Luzura_Warrior:
heeehee, but maybe I do 😉
Hunter’s thoughts halted, stalling at Luz’s text as he struggled to form a coherent response. Fortunately, Luz just continued to ramble.
Luzura_Warrior:
ughh I should get to sleep 
Luzura_Warrior:
i have a really busy day tomorrow
Luzura_Warrior:
all these quizzes and exams at once, I swear the teachers do it on purpose
He had to focus to type out a reply that sounded normal.
Rulerzreachf4n:
yeah, I should sleep too
Luzura_Warrior:
ok you might not hear from me tomorrow until real late, i got a lot going on
Luzura_Warrior:
but i’ll say bye for now!
Rulerzreachf4n:
okay
Luzura_Warrior:
so gnnnighty night for now, my goldie dork boy~~ 😘
Luzura_Warrior:
talk to you later 💖💗💜
Rulerzreachf4n:
bye
Hunter stared dumbly at the scroll for a while after she’d logged off, his fuzzy sleepy thoughts rolling about in his mind like a tangled ball of yarn. Letting the scroll drop down onto his bed, he fell asleep before even bothering to get changed for the night.
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studiojeon · 2 years
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bitterness in goodbye | jjk
this is part of my troubled outsiders series. sadly, you can't read this as a stand alone (meaning: feel free to check the previous parts ♡)
| summary | - You can’t help but feel a little sad when Jungkook doesn’t refrain from cuddling your arm after pleading to forgive him. You wish you could cuddle him instead, that he would lay his head on your chest as you play with his soft hair, but you recognize there are some things you just can’t have.
warnings: none (?) i mean chaeryeong insults jungkook which is an atrocity in itself but-
contents: we diving into the angst my friends. jungkook is an innocent, kind hearted soul, i promise. oc's got the feels (out oct. 1) for jk. idol!jungkook × student!reader.
author's note: I EDITTED THIS FROM MY PHONE DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW FUCKING ANNOYING THAT IS? also, thank u for the amount of support i've been receiving lately, i appreciate everyone lots. feel free to ask away or suggest anything btw, i would love to write for any prompts you guys come up with. 💞💗💖💘💓💕
words: 1.57k
playlist: honey by halsey
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Four weeks later, the receptionist of your apartment complex hands you over a cardboard box with the hoodie Jungkook and you had talked about that day on the Han River. Jungkook kept pestering you to please please please send him your address for confidential purposes, which you knew had to do with his determination to literally provide anything that catches your eye right away. You assumed it was a sensitive topic for the boy whether people had purposefully taken advantage of his money before, so you didn’t dare to say anything when the man asked you for your size literally two hours after he dropped you off, scared to either reject his solidare intentions or piss him off for bringing unwanted memories back. In  your defense, your personality type keeps oscillating between INFP and INFJ so it’s only natural that you take extra care to make sure those around you have as much peace of mind as possible in your presence. 
As pretty and comfortable the piece of soft clothing is, an important factor is missing, something that you can’t recreate buying two of the same size and color, and that is Jungkook's escence and how good it looks on him in comparison to anyone else in the world. Meaning, you didn’t like it as much as you thought initially would. And it absolutely did not have to do with the fact that your short stature made you look like a toddler who stole their dad’s jacket.
Still, in order to show Jungkook how much you appreciate his gift, you bring it to work the next day, and the rest of the days after that, with the excuse that with winter rolling around you needed something to keep you warm in the office. Jungkook doesn’t miss the opportunity to confirm your assumptions regarding your appearance whenever he barges into your office randomly throughout the week, arguing that ”you look so adorable” and doesn’t stop for two weeks more, until he gets used to seeing you wearing something you shared with him. Which doesn’t help ease your growing romantic feelings for him whatsoever.
Because yeah, you liked Jeon Jungkook, just like every human being with eyes and sexual desires, except, you didn’t just like him in a superficial way, and that’s where the problem with him resides. Though you are sure everyone has fallen in love with the endearing boy at some point - especially the excluded and invalidated women of society - you can’t help but place some blame on you for allowing yourself to be swooned so goddamn easily. Your mom had said to you at some point to be wary of the way some men would talk to you when you grew up, their intention usually being getting inside your pants, which has happened to you more times than you'd like to admit. And with the argument that she knew you better than anyone, she claimed you would comply right the second someone talked sweet to you; you despised the fact that was the case with Jungkook (and Jungkook only), although he had never shown any sexual innuendos. What your feelings could do to your relationship with Jungkook and your rather chill lifestyle scared you to death, shiver me timbers and all that shit, having romantic feelings for someone else is embarrassing, especially when your chance with them has been scratched out the second you laid eyes on them.
Jungkook sits on your couch, legs spread on your thighs as you two pretend to watch some series on netflix. “I don’t buy for a second the act you’re putting on right now.” he speaks randomly after staring at your deep-in-thought state for a few minutes and laughs when you snap at him for not letting you overthink in peace. “What’s going on?”
Truth is, you don’t fucking know. A few hours before he arrived at your place (you had to pick him up at the dorm and sneak the both of you through the subterranean parking lot, because god forbid someone saw Jungkook arriving at some chick’s dorm on a saturday afternoon) you swore you would be able to conceal whatever emotional turmoil you had going inside of you without compromising your regular behaviour around the man, but when push comes to shove, it’s impossible to keep yourself from wondering how far you could go before that special someone found out what was going on inside of your head.
Jungkook’s phone rings in his pocket with some annoying tone he had downloaded illegally from youtube the same day the company had handed over the device as a gift for him (you still were a little bitter over how they neglected the rest of the staff but you also knew it was kind of impossible for the human kind to just gift a-thousand-dollar-phones to almost five hundred people out of solidarity). “Hyung?” he picks up, still wary of your unusual behaviour, concerned eyes looking at you. “No, uh- i’m with Yugyeom right now.” and your heart shatters into a million pieces.
You have been suspecting for a while that Jungkook is being hesitant to introduce you to his social circle. Although, you’ve tried your best not to take it personal, it is getting harder to resist the urge to ask him what the fuck is up with that. The fact that Jungkook had to lie about the person he was hanging out with broke your ego; he could’ve just said he was with a friend, right? You suddenly feel like you’re fifteen again, when the guy you liked would love you in the dark but pretend he didn’t know you in the light. 
Holding your tears back, you gently push him off and make your way towards the bathroom in the most nonchalant way you could. This is your fault for falling for the nice popular guy in the first place, you remind the reflection staring back at you. Still, as bad as it hurt, there was no way you were going to cry over a stupid boy, let alone when he was literally sat on the next room. He can go fuck himself if he thinks he can just toss this behind as if nothing ever happened.
You text Chaeryeong instead.
“chaery bom bom: i swear to god i gonna throw hands the next time i see the bitch.
chaery bom bom: like who the hell does he think he is? fucking squidward looking asshole.
chaery bom bom: he ain’t even that cute bub, you’ll get over him. i know jinyoung wouldn’t treat you like this”
You sigh. Chaeryeong has been enamored with the idea of you and his former company colleague from GOT7 since the day she met the guy (which was somewhere around ten years ago), and although he was all that, you didn’t like his quiet and cold aura, it intimidated the fuck out of you (Jungkook was the entire opposite of that).
You spray on some perfume just to have an excuse as to why you randomly ran to the bathroom when Jungkook’s inquiring eyes stare as you sit back on the couch, which is exactly what he does. “You done with your call?” you ask, bitter.
Jungkook frowns, a bit taken aback by the sudden question but still unaware of the way his words had made you feel, not even sensing the hostile change in your mood. “Yes, it was one of our managers. He was wondering if I could come back to reshoot some...-thing.”
Okay, now you kind of understand as to why he lied in the first place and to say you feel guilty is an understatement. “I supposed he backed down once you mentioned you were hanging out with Yugyeom.” playfulness makes its appearance on your tone and Jungkook rolls his eyes at you, tongue poking on the inside of his slightly red cheeks.
“Sorry for that” he moves closer and cuddles your arm, like a sad guilty puppy. “It’s just- I don’t want them asking questions''.
You understand. He is a very reserved and private person after all. It took you a bit to crack him open yourself. Plus, you kind of share that trait with him, you’d hate it too if people were constantly on your nerves for the people you decide to hang out with. 
And that’s all it takes to forgive him. Not very cash money of you.
“You better not pull that shit again, though” you shift in his hold and he looks up at you. One look into your eyes and he knows what you mean. “I’ll kick you out.”
After nodding, Jungkook resumes his concentration on the series you picked out for him. Due to your short attention span, you are very picky about what you invest your time in, especifically with audiovisual pieces of media, so Jungkook trusts you whenever you recommend something on very rare occasions. As a matter of fact, Jungkook was busy attacking your kitchen counters for snacks (which you didn’t have) when you mentioned Money Heist. “Munch on some grapes instead” you suggested to soothe his disappointment.
You can’t help but feel a little sad when Jungkook doesn’t refrain from cuddling your arm after pleading to forgive him. You wish you could cuddle him instead, that he would lay his head on your chest as you play with his soft hair, but you recognize there are some things you just can’t have.
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ibuki-loves-you · 3 years
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DRV3 Girls with an S/O who's like Mikan
Warnings: Mikan's personality/actions
Mod Ibuki: JSISJDOSJD OF COURSE YOU CAN!! Thank you so much! I'm so happy it was a comfort for you! I know I must sound like a broken record but thank you so much for the compliments!
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Kaede:
Kaede thinks you are "an angel sent from heaven"
She adores you
But like the others she doesn't favor how you are willing to please anyone
"S/O! Get on all fours and bark like a dog or else!" "O-Okay!" "S/O doesn't have to do anything! So why don't you take your request and stick it!"
Kaede doesn't mess around when it comes to you
Like if someone ever bothered you she'd smash their head over her piano no hesitation
The one time you offered to take your clothes off for her, she was very upset
"S/O...? Why would you offer to do that? I don't want you to take your clothes off just to please me. That's not how a relationship works! I love you for you! Not your body! Though it is beautiful!"
If you ever thought she was mad at you, she'd be even more upset than when you offered to take your clothes off
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"I-I'm s-sorry!! I d-didn't mean to hurt y-your f-feelings!" "You didn't hurt my feelings at all, S/O! I promise! I love you far to much to be angry at you, okay?"
Kaede gets a little overbearing sometimes, but it's only because she worries and wants to make sure you are alright
Miu:
Okay, at first, Miu used your gullibility
She thought it was funny how you would offer to please her
But after you started doing the same for Kokichi, she got a little upset
"Hey, asshole!! Leave her alone!!"
She realized after that there was a problem with what you were doing and that it wasn't something she should make fun of
If you ever took a fall in front of her, she would laugh a little at first, but she definitely helped you
She wouldn't leave you hanging
If you fell in a suggestive position she'd get start screaming and kinda just, throw herself on you
Not in a sexual way, more like she panicked and tried covering you up
If you ever thought she was mad at you, she'd get a little annoyed
With herself and the situation
"Babe, I'm not mad. I'm pissed at Kokichi because he was bein' a little shit again. Are you bein' a little shit? No, you aren't! So you shouldn't act like you did something wrong when you know you didn't."
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Miu may have laughed at first, but she really does love you
Maki:
Maki got annoyed at first
She thought you were weak
But when Kaito brought you to training as a method to try and break you out of your shell, she went into protective mode
No one even glanced in your direction because she was always there
If someone ever made fun of you, they might actually die
"S/O! I always wanted a dog! Can you show me what one looks like?" "Alr-" "Do you want to die, asshole?"
If you ever took a fall in front of her, she'd act annoyed, but she'd be worried
She would take your hands and help you up while asking if you were alright
If you fell in a suggestive position, you'd see a slight blush on her face as she tried to help you
Anyone who looked would get glared at
You thought Maki was mad at you after you fell because she seemed angry
"No, I'm just a little worried. I'm not mad that you fell. Everyone falls once in a while. It was an accident. Why would I get mad at you over an accident? That's stupid."
Maki may be stoic, but you definitely broke down her walls
She loves you so much because of that
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Kirumi:
Kirumi immediately went into mother mode
She doesn't let anything happen to you
On the rare occasion someone made fun of you, she'd make them feel so guilty
"You know, that is very rude of you. I don't understand why you'd say such things. As a result, I suggest you keep to yourself and mind your own."
If you ever took a fall in front of her, her reflexes are very fast
She's sees it happening I swear
So more often than not she catches you, but if she doesn't she immediately picks you back up and covers you if need be
Once, you offered to take your clothes off for Kirumi because you thought she was bothered by you
"Dear! Don't do that! I do not want you to take your clothes off just for the sake of entertaining me. You're body is far too beautiful to be used like that! Only show it to me if you want to, not because you feel obligated."
Because of that conversation, you thought she was mad at you
"Dove, I promise, I am not angry in the slightest. I am just, scared. I am scared others will use you and I don't want that. So let's try and work on this together, okay?"
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You are literally Kirumi's world <3
Angie:
Atua told Angie that she must befriend you
So she listened, of course
"Hiya! Atua says Angie should be friends with you, so Angie will oblige! So, what do you say?" "O-Only if y-you want..." "Of course I want to!"
If someone ever made fun of you, she'd get very mad
"I'll use your blood as a sacrifice to Atua... Don't say another thing to them."
Yeah...terrifying
If you ever fell in front of her, she'd immediately pick you back up and pull you into her chest
If it was a suggestive position you fell in, she'd do the same exact thing except she'd cover you up if need be
"It's okay, my love. Don't cry, it's okay."
If you ever thought she was mad at you, she'd be a little confused
"Why would I be angry? I have no reason to be! So, I promise you, I am not angry with you. Why don't we cuddle for a bit, yes?"
Angie thinks you're precious and just wants to hold you all the time
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Tenko:
PROTECTIVE MODE IMMEDIATELY ACTIVATED
Tenko immediately yelled at any male who came in a near vicinity to you
If someone ever made fun of you, they better pray to whatever god they believe in
Because she will throw them
"Don't you dare! If you say another thing to my S/O I'm gonna knock you out so hard! Degenerate!"
If you ever fell in front of her, she'd pick you up immediately
Like full-blown bridal style
If it was a suggestive position, she'd do the same thing with a blush
And if anyone said anything, she'd make a mental note to wreck their shit when you weren't around
When you offered to take your clothes off for Tenko, she freaked out
"S-S/O! Don't do that! No, no, no! Beauty like that should not be shown so easily! Especially if it's just for pleasing someone!"
If you ever thought Tenko was mad at you, she'd immediately shut that down
"I could never be mad at you! I'd never! You are far too adorable to get mad at! I love you!"
Tenko would kick anyone's ass if it made you happy, trust me :)
Tsumugi:
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Tsumugi was worried for your safety
She thought you would get the same treatment Gonta got from Kokichi
If you did, she'd try her best to keep them away
"Hey! Leave S/O alone! They did nothing wrong!"
She's not very intimidating but she tries
If you ever took a fall in front of her, she'd do her absolute best to help you back up as quick as possible
If you tore a bit of your clothes from the fall, she'd fix it for you as soon as she saw it!
When you offered to take your clothes off for her, she got very confused
"W-What!? Why would you offer that so easily!? S/O, you have the perfect body people could only dream of having. Please, only show it to those who you know are worthy of seeing it!"
If you ever thought she was angry at you, she'd immediately disagree
"No, S/O! I'm not! I'm not mad at all! Kokichi was just getting on my nerves today. Nothing new! You did nothing wrong!"
Even though Tsumugi is a little shy, she'd try her best to protect you
Himiko:
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Himiko thought you were kinda cute
She found your shyness to be very adorable
But when someone bothered you, oh boy
"I'll cast a spell on you that'll turn you into a pig! Maybe you should practice your oinks to prepare!"
If you ever fell in front of her, she can't really catch you because she's tiny, but she'd help you up
"I'm sorry that my magic couldn't help you. My mana is a little low..."
If it was a suggestive position you fell in, she'd screech and cover you up while covering her eyes
Speaking of screeching, if you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she'd start screeching again
"No! That's n-not what I want at all! Don't offer to do that! It's not right! Y-You're body is the most beautiful thing ever! S-So, don't show it to m-me if you don't r-really want to!"
If you ever thought Himiko was mad at you, she'd freak out
"N-Never! I am not mad, S/O! Pinky promise? My pinky is magical, so you know it's real!"
Himiko will use her magic to protect you, don't worry
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linkspooky · 3 years
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Can you make an analysis on Yuji please?
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Sure, non-non-non. Have you ever noticed that Yuji is just a little bit crazy? By that I mean, he has no mentally healthy way of dealing with his emotions so he just represses all of them. The thing about Gojo is, he tends to have a good read on people, he knew Geto was self-righteous right away, and one of the first things he says about Yuji as early back as chapter four is that there’s something not right about Yuji. I’ve seen a lot of commentary on who Yuji is on the surface, but rarely do they dig deep, so let’s dig a little bit deeper. 
1. Suicidal Ideation
So, to set up in the first chapter Yuji has a really bad day. His only living relative dies leaving him practically an orphan, and on top of that he finds out he’s going to be executed. A normal person would be devastated by so much at once, but, Yuji doesn’t really react normally, he never really shows his sadness or the pain of his loss on the surface it shows in his actions instead. I mean, a few hours after his grandpa dies, Yuji’s first instinct is to throw himself into danger, fearlessly, against a terrifying monster.
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Ever since his grandpa’s death Yuji thinks constantly of death, especially trying to save other people from what he thinks is a cruel and unusual death and giving them a natural death instead, however he doesn’t ever show the same regard for his own life. Once again in the first chapter, Megumi comments this.
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You just seem like you wanna die anyway!!
Constant thoughts of death, a passive longing to die, that’s termed suicidal ideation. I think it’s clear here, Yuji is all smiles on the surface, while at the same time dealing with thoughts of suicide in his head. It’s just he’s not actively trying to kill himself, but throwing himself into dangerous situations with no regard for his life, that’s an easy way to get himself killed. Rather than active, it’s passive, a wish to die, or at least, an unhealthy disregard for your own life. Thoughts like, if I die it’s fine, it doesn’t matter. 
Which is why it’s actually kind of messedup Yuji just swallows wth finger without thinking of the cosnequences at all. 
If you think of Yuji’s life before this point it was kind of empty as well. He was in the occult club, not because he cared about the occult but because he felt needed there. The only thing he did after school was kill time, until he went to visit his grandpa in the hospital. He doesn’t really seem to have any close friends from his previous life, even though he gets along with others just fine. He was an amazing athlete, but he didn’t feel like joining the sports teams. It’s like, he has all this talent, but he doesn’t really want to try hard at anything, Yuji is a super friendly guy, and yet he doesn’t really act close to anyone. Yuji gives off the impression of someone idling through life, with no particular investment in anything or anyone. 
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Then suddenly, he’s given a purpose in life to swallow the fingers of Sukuna and die, and Yuji leaps at the chance. He says he doesn’t want to get executed and he’s upset about that, but if he is, all those feelings are repressed because he doesn’t show them on the surface. Yuji is almost, overeager, to fight and die for this cause the second it’s been dropped in his lap. That’s something that Yaga even says to him in the third chapter. It’s odd how unconcerned Yuji is with the details, he’s way too nonchalant, is he doing something he truly wants to do - or is he looking for some excuse to die. 
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This is also something brought up again in curse womb must die, despite thinking about death all the time, Yuji doesn’t really face those emotions. Things like panic, fear, he runs away from. When pushed to the edge and when he’s about to die, Yuji starts reacting like a normal person for once. 
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All of this suggests that Yuji functions, by repressing all of his negative feelings, just all the time and only letts the positive ones showing on the surface. For someone constantly thinking about death and how he’s going to die, he doesn’t seem like someone dealing with something so heavy, and that’s because he rarely lets others glimpse what he’s truly thinking about. 
2. A Seriously Repressed Dude
Yuji has a pattern with how he deals with his emotions. He bottles everything up, explodes, and then goes right back to bottling them. Repressing your emotions is an unhealthy tactic for dealing with more negative feelings, because rather than facing them and working through them it revolves around the idea of simply ignoring them and pretending they are not there. Here is Yuji’s pattern in action, repress everything until you’re forced to snap. 
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Then, after he cools back down he goes right back to bottling. We know Yuji changed from his interactions with Junpei, from being unable to save Junpei, and yet right in the next arc, Yuji just seems like the exact same Yuji as before. 
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Yuji puts a great amount of effort into not letting other people see when there’s a anything wrong with him. He’ll even try to hide things, which only those observant people like Megumi can notice.
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This even repeats in a scene in the next arc, where Yuji decides to keep a secret from Megumi because he doesn’t want Megumi to feel guilty for the choice of saving him. 
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Yuji’s strategies for dealing with complicated emotions all revolve around avoidance rather than confrontation. Especially in regards to his close friends, Yuji is in no doubt a friendly guy but do you notice while he trusts his friends to fight alongside, he never really confides in them or tells them what’s going on in his life? He encourages Fushigoro to be more open but rarely does the same. If Yuji and Megumi were open and honest with one another, there wouldn’t be a long drawn out chapter where they both decide to keep secrets from each other. 
Yuji deals with his emotions by repressing them until he can’t. It’s a scene that repeats three times. First in the fight against the cursed womb, then in the fight against Mahito after losing Junpei, and finally in the second fight against Mahito.
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Yuji hits his limit, and then represses himself and keeps going forward even when that’s not working. We see that’s even his resolve at the end of the Mahito fight, he’s just going to keep mechanically forcing himself onwards even though we’ve shown time after time, this never works. Yuji just represses himself until he explodes again.
I bring up his “just keep moving forward” logic because 1) it doesn’t work, and 2) for the most recent arc it’s a clear parallel to Yuta. Yuta’s most defining character trait being that, just like Yuji he’s a person who seems like a good guy on the surface, who seems timid, passive, but otherwise approachable, soft nice guy. Only to completlely flip out. 
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Now Yuji’s craziness is probably going to reflect in Yuta who is hunting him down, because they both have this same tendency. They’re both so unhealthy at handling they’re emotions, they just bottle it all up until they explode. Except this time, rather than fighting a clear enemy, like Geto, or Mahito, they might be pointed at each other. Yuji’s unhealthy habit of resorting to violent anger when someone he loves gets hurts, is now reflected in Yuta who is angry with Yuji for cutting off the arm of Inumaki and hurting his loved one. 
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a-snow-decahedron · 3 years
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Headcanon time: Battle system!
Today's topic is FIGHTing.
The simple answer when you bring up game mechanics is always "this is an RPG so that's just how you make it playable". And that's great, but today I wanna make the assumption that it isn't just a tool, that actually, entering a FIGHT is an actual thing in-universe. LV, EXP, ATK, HP and such are actual concepts within the game. Who says you can't expand on that?
What do we see in canon?
When you enter a battle it tends to look like this:
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Let's break it down and talk about each part.
1. Enviroment.
As you can see, all the elemeents of the enviroment disappear except for the enemy we're FIGHTing. This enemy, too, looks different. Overworld sprites are colored. But battle sprites are all black and white and clearly outlined. Besides this, instead of using flavor text, quotes go on speech bubbles.
Headcanon: I like to think that when someone triggers a battle, it sets both parties in a state designed to give each party the necessary elements to make a fair fight. This affects color vision, for example: not everyone can see colors the same way, and so, only specific elements have colors, such as light blue, orange and green attacks. Not all people can hear speech, so it gets shown in the shape of speech bubbles. All distracting elements are removed. In short, it gives a standard that makes accessibility easier
2. Menu!
We've got four buttons, each labeled with one word and an icon that describes them.
Headcanons:
For Fight, the assumption here is that the person will strike with their weapon, but their accuracy is determined by the player. Swinging a weapon but missing is often interpreted as a passive sign of mercy (it can be interpreted as sparing when fighting Toriel or Papyrus). However, to end a FIGHT both parties must agree to actively Spare on their last turn.
Acts are varied. I love the idea that Chara suggests them to Frisk. Something interesting about it too is that you can always check. Some characters can be checked multiple times in fact. I like to think that some of the magic from the monster being checked affects what we see too. And you could eventually mask your stats in case you don't want the other person to see them.
Items! The player has an inventory of 8 items, which they can fill with items to use in battle. Those include food, armor, and weapons. Not all items a player carries are shown in this inventory (for example, no cellphone, no keys unless they're relevant, etc.
Besides that, food, weapons and armor are special objects, with magic that is converted into stats inside fights. This would mean that
A) human foood doesn't instantly cure HP like monster food.
B) For an object to be a weapon or an armor it needs to be treated with magic.
Frisk's stick adds 0 ATK. I think so does the bandage. (do you see the potential in the fallen humans having magic weapons and armors associated with them? it's quite a lot.)
Mercy! THere are two ways to end a FIGHT, one is by fleeing, the other is by sparing. when Fleeing, the player only earns the money of monsters they have successfully spared. Sparing is simply refusing to attack in a turn, and stating your desire to end the fight. If both parties agree to spare, the fight ends.
Other ideas:
Player STATs
Somoene else pointed out how it is Chara's name we see in FIGHTs, and how it is likely the way they decided to help Frisk on their journey. Therefore, the name is there because it is Chara manifesting the controls of the menu. This would lead us to believe that you do need some skills as a human to be able to access this screen. This ability can be seen in No Mercy runs, where it is the player who triggers a FIGHT with Asgore at the end of the route.
Culture related to FIGHTs
This is just a bunch of small things related to the habits or unspoken rules that have been seen regarding fights.
It's turn based. The party that has been taken to the FIGHT state gets the first turn.
->This rule is broken in rare instances, for example: Flowey not giving the player a turn in the tutorial, Sans' first attack, and the player killing Asgore and Flowey.
A fighting turn is counted by a singular swing of a physical weapon. In the case of magic bullets, it is counted by time and intent.
Monsters eat in battle a lot. This was mentioned by an NPC in Snowdin, actually.
However, in most battles Frisk is in, they were supposed to be friendly fights or just people asking small favors. They did not expect to actually get in a serious fight.
It's not rare to lose some HP in battles, again, food seems to heal all damage and if you target the soul the body is unaffected. But since the player uses physical weapons it does hurt. Besides, monsters on average have way more HP than humans, which means they have a lot to spare.
No matter how long it takes you to eat, your turn is respected. (Instant Noodles I'm looking at you)
Fleeing gives you time to move to a different place. It is very rude to attack again.
Phone calls and other potentially urgent messages are always respected in battle (Undyne and Mettaton's fight for example)
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itsclydebitches · 3 years
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Why do people get hung up on whether a gay person in media is a good or bad representation of them? I'm gay and I can tell you we aren't all the same? Being gay is our 1 common trait. So as long as they're gay then you've done it. Gay people can be kind, mean, racist, open, kinky, reserved, shy, outgoing, sexist, and literally anything else under the human experience.
Because I am perpetually hungry, let's tell a story about cookies.
You are a bright-eyed, optimistic, baker in the making. Your goal is to wow the world with your culinary skills, so of course you head to The Best Baking School for your degree. Over the course of your studies you learn how to perfect a thousand different cakes, an equal number of pies, and more versions of brownies than most would even assume exist. But cookies... oh, cookies are your passion! You can't wait to learn about the wealth of cookies you can make too. Then, sure enough, that part of your education finally arrives.
Funny thing is though, it's just chocolate chip.
Surely there's been some mistake? The cookie experience is vast and nuanced! Why in the world are your instructors — supposedly the best in the world — reducing cookies to a single class about baking chocolate chip and chocolate chip alone? Hell, why are cookies so sparse in the curriculum as a whole? You're never asked to bake them as a demonstration, or practice with them, and they're definitely not a given across everyone else's baking experience. Cakes, pies, and brownies... they're the default. Cookies are comparatively rare and when you do get to study them, everyone is super focused on the chocolate chip.
Then you graduate and head out into the world, only to find that pretty much everyone is as cookie-blind as your school. A few years back you never would have found cookies in the average grocery store and yeah, the fact that there's a cookie section now is great, but it's, uh... all chocolate chip! Many bakeries still don't carry cookies at all, but when they do it's - again - chocolate chip. Chocolate chip out in restaurants. Chocolate chip at the bake sale. Your friend invites you over and proudly presents a massive sweets tray that includes a single, sad looking, chocolate chip cookie. They beam at you in pride. Isn't it so great?
"Uh..." you say. "Well..."
Every once in a while someone will switch out milk chocolate for dark chocolate, or add nuts alongside chocolate chips. One bakery was even crazy enough to exclude chocolate chips entirely! Crazy according to the press, anyway. Because for years now you've been shaking your head, wondering what exactly is so progressive about realizing that sugar cookies exist. You've found other bakers interested in cookies and, by god, there are thousands. So many flavors! Gluten free and allergy conscious! Someone even made a sweets tray that was predominantly cookies, can you believe it? The problem is, almost none of them are mainstream. Your friend baking cookies out of their personal kitchen is doing fantastic work, but their baking doesn't have the impact that those grocery chains and established bakeries do. Their work isn't going to fix your school's curriculum. Too many people still think that cookies are exotic somehow. They're not the default. And when they do acknowledge their existence, it's chocolate chip over and over. Until one of them adds those nuts and suddenly the whole country is losing its mind about how inspired, creative, progressive their baking is. Meanwhile, you're ready to scream because that baker doesn't even know that something as "exotic" as a gingersnaps exist!
The worst part? Most of these cookies are... bad. Like they exist, yeah, but good god most don't taste good. And that's the whole point of a cookie?? What is the point of buying cookies if the cookies themselves are awful? You go to these bakeries, these restaurants, your friend's house, and you try the very limited cookies on offer, only to find that they've been sloppily baked. Doesn't anyone care that the baker burned their cookies to a crisp? That another straight up forgot to add sugar? This one dropped his on the floor and still tried to serve it to you! But the overall sense is that you should be grateful for getting any cookies at all. "That cookie is an offense to my taste buds," you say and people shake their head at you, disappointed. "I liked the taste of it," one says. "If you don't like it, go buy a different cookie!" Well... easier said than done. "It's not that bad," another says, shrugging in defeat. "I mean yeah, I don't really like it, and the baker stopped making them two years ago... but I'm just happy to have had any cookie at all, you know?" You do know, but that doesn't mean it's any less frustrating. You look at the hundreds of cakes available, these bakers spending decades perfecting their recipes, and wish cookies had even a fraction of that work put into them. You find people who agree with you, absolutely, but there's this this prevailing sense that a cookie is a cookie. Any cookie will do. Supposedly.
Except go long enough and you feel like you're ready to lose your mind. You take some poor person by the shoulders and go, "Doesn't this bother you? Doesn't this make you furious? There is more to the cookie world than these three flavors, 90% of which is chocolate chip! And we deserve well-made cookies, not the crap they've been upholding as the next culinary masterpiece!"
But this person just shakes their head. "Well of course there's more to cookies than three flavors. There's a huge variety of cookies! I know that."
"Yes, but the world isn't selling that variety."
"Of course they are! Just last week I had an oatmeal raisin. That's amazing!"
"Yeah and how many years did it take you to find that?"
"Well..."
"And how did that oatmeal raisin cookie taste?"
Your prisoner pulls a face. "Ugh, not good. Oatmeal raisin is definitely not for me. It's hard as a rock! I really don't understand why someone would want to eat that on a regular basis."
"But it's not supposed to be hard as a rock!" you cry, waving your arms. "That's the problem! Oatmeal raisin is so goddamn rare and then the one time we get it, it was badly baked. Of course people are turned off by it. Everyone who already loves oatmeal raisin is getting pissed because their favorite cookie is misrepresented, they're unlikely to see more of them now, and everyone is still serving the most tasteless chocolate chip cookies I've ever had, acting like this is the pinnacle of cookie baking! Do you even know that a macron exists?"
The person pats your hand consolingly. "Of course I do. My roommate's sister's boyfriend used to bake macrons, you know. I don't know why you're so hung up on this. Cookies can be whatever the baker wants them to be. Provided they're a flat-ish sweet cake, they're still a cookie!"
You hang your head, giving up. "Yes, they can be so many things, but they're not. Let me know if you ever find a bakery actually making the variety you keep acknowledging exists. Bonus points if those cookies are edible. My soul if they're delicious, as a cookie should be."
"You know," they say, still patting your hand. "There's a bakery making chocolate chip with dark chocolate next year. Everyone is talking about it. You should think about buying one before they take it off the menu!"
You contemplate just walking into the ocean.
Now, incredibly long metaphor concluded... switch out "cookies" for "queer rep"! The representation matters because no, just making them gay isn't enough right now. You're right that queer people can be anything under the sun, but right now media isn't providing us with that variety. It's not enough to acknowledge that such variety exists, it actually has to make it into our books and onto our screen. Taking just characters who identify as gay and putting aside the HUGE variety of other identities for a moment (of which we are mostly lacking in terms of rep), where are the gay asexuals? The gay people of color? The disabled gays? Trans gays? Did your gay character appear for just a handful of episodes? Were they killed off? Are they nothing more than a stereotype or comic relief? Is this the only gay character in your entire story? We need to ask questions like this because though gay people can be anything under the sun, our media landscape has only shown a miniscule portion of that variety.
Today, even in 2021, our representation of gay people is still pretty limited to:
You are only coded as gay and evil
You are only coded as gay and queerbaited
You are canonically gay, but a cis, ablebodied, white person
You are canonically gay, but were written terribly/killed off/punished by the narrative/generally making the real gay people watching you feel awful about their identity
You are canonically gay, but you're not human. Gotta other the queerness by making you an alien/robot/fantasy being
You are canonically gay and that's your entire existence. There is one (1) narrative of how you knew by the time you were four, never questioned your identity after that, suffered through a family that rejected you, and now all your major arcs revolve around being gay. You are gay and that is it.
Despite being a list of six, that's still incredibly limiting. Are there exceptions to such a list? Always, but that doesn't mean the list isn't still dominating. We can look at any individual gay character and say, "Of course they can be evil/white/killed off/a joke/etc. because gay people can be anything at all," but when we look at the trends, when we look at ALL the media together, we see that gay people aren't actually depicted as being anything... they're depicted as being these handful of things, severely limiting how gayness is represented. Bad rep. If you hit up the bakery and question why there's only versions of chocolate chip available yeah, the baker can go, "But cookies can be any flavor! Including chocolate chip!" They are not, technically, wrong. The problem is not that chocolate chip exists, but that chocolate chip dominates and other flavors are rare, ignored entirely, or baked so badly it's actively damaging to that flavor as a whole. Yeah, your gay character can be mean. Or kinky. Or murdered by the story. But when so many gay characters are mean and kinky and murdered by their stories — when you're not getting other versions to balance that out and gay characters are still rare enough that it's just 1-2 characters trying to carry representation for an entire franchise — you start realizing that the claim of "Gay people can be anything else under the human experience" is an easy way to shut down the conversation of whether that variety actually exists in our storytelling yet.
It's not enough for the baker to acknowledge that yeah, of course there are hundreds of cookie flavors and of course cookies taste great! They've actually got to learn how to bake them properly and fill up their store with them.
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Next Best Thing (Tommy Shelby x fem!reader, John Shelby x fem!reader)
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A/N: Hello my lovelies! 🌸 Welcome to my first ever Peaky Blinders fic, I wrote it ages ago and have just edited it slightly so my apologies if the quality isn’t greaaat but the other parts will be better I promise! 😅 This is an AU fanfic where John never married Martha or had kids before he married Esme and there is no Grace for Tommy andddd the timeline is absolutely wack, I know it’s a lot so if you’re in the market for a traditional by the book Peaky Blinders fic this one is not for you I’m afraid 🤗 also if you’re finding it a bit slow I advise you to hang in there until after the time skip because that’s the better half of this part in my opinion, nevertheless I seriously enjoyed writing this so Happy Reading Peoples! 🥳🥳 as ever I appreciate every like, reblog and follow, feedback is forever welcome 😌
Summary:  Being the bestfriend of Jonathan Shelby meant that you’d grown up attached at the hip. And considering you were hopelessly in love with him, life was eventful to say the least. With John marrying Esme you decide it’s high time you got over him. And as they say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else...
Pairing: (OOC) Thomas Shelby x fem!reader, John Shelby x fem!reader
Warnings: Swearing, violence, smoking and drinking, mentions of addiction, mentions of sex but no smut I’m afraid
PART TWO PART THREE PART FOUR
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Being John Shelby's best friend was definitely not an easy job.
You and John were the exact same age, born on the same day of the same month of the same year, precisely one hour and eleven minutes apart, and since your family only lived one house away from the Shelby's it was a given that you and John would grow up to be best friends.
You were as good as family to them, so when your father was killed in the war and your mother unable to cope turned to the drink and drugs, you were left officially orphaned at age 10 and Polly arranged for you to live with them, raising you as her own.
Growing up with the Shelby's came with it's challenges. They were all fiercely protective of you but no one more so than John. When you were kids he'd beat up anyone that dare made you cry, or sad or angry or anything other than happy really, and as you grew older and began to date he'd scare away anyone deemed not up to scratch, which seemed to be pretty much all of them, threatening violence known around Small Heath as common behaviour for the Peaky Blinders. This meant that you never really had a boyfriend, or many boys interested in you at all for that matter, and any who were rarely had the balls to act on it for fear of the Peaky Blinders wrath. However this didn't bother you much as there was only ever one boy you truly wanted interested in you, the one boy who never would be interested in you.
Of course being a teenage girl you'd had your silly crushes, Tommy being one of them. But they all paled in comparison to what you felt for John.
Being best friends meant that the two of you spent practically all of your time together, did everything together, went through and dealt with everything together. He had always been your shoulder to cry on, your ear to bend, your hugs and smiles and laughs, your safe place. It was inevitable that you'd fall for him. And fall for him you did, painfully obvious to everyone except John himself.
Shortly after your 16th birthday, you were reading a book by the fire, a woven blanket strewn across your legs and a steaming mug of hot chocolate warming your hands when John bursts into the house loud, drunk and jolly. He often snuck out to join his brothers in their shenanigans - whether it be business or pleasure - and you were all too happy to listen to his stories when he came home.
You watched John intently as he regaled to you his latest night out. You watched the corners of his mouth twitch ever so slightly as he spoke, a smug smile tracing his lips every so often. His eyes glistened from the whiskey and his lips were wet. A cigarette clasped lazily between his fingers, his eyes closed for a split second whenever he took a drag. Deep in admiration of the boy sitting in front of you, you didn't quite notice the change of events in the story.
"-and then she walked right up to me and kissed me!"
It was at that point that your attention snapped back, ears pricking up and heart racing as you go over what he'd just said. But too excited to wait, John didn't give you the chance to work out if you had misheard him.
"Well before I know it she's got me in the back alley dress hiked up going at me like a feral she was. Can ya believe it after all this time I'm finally a man aha!" John exclaims, a goofy, ear-splitting grin plastered on his face.
He spares any explicit details, knowing it was no way to talk with a lady no matter how close they are to you or how drunk you may happen to be. Nevertheless, upon hearing those final words coupled with the look of pure elation on his face, your heart shatters into millions of ice cold shards right before your eyes. The pain that was rapidly building in your chest and the image of John with some tart, skirt bunched around her waist fucking like dogs in the alley was too much for you to bear. A wave of nausea washes over you and you stand abruptly, dashing to the loo before the contents of your stomach emptied onto the carpet.
A few minutes later you hear faint knocks on the door.
“Ye alright in there love?” John asks, concern lacing his words.
“All good” you reply quickly, willing your voice to steady itself.
Wiping the sheen of sweat from your forehead you collapse into a heap against the wall, and a sigh escapes your lips as you wrack your brain for the exact moment you had lost him. While John had never shown any signs of liking you, you were always able to draw hope from the relationship you two had, no matter how blind it may have been. Now though, he had dashed that hope, blind or otherwise, as he had given himself to someone else. He had openly chosen not to be with you.
Not to be yours.
Fobbing John off with some excuse about a dodgy dinner you quickly retreat to bed, going without giving him a hug, unable to bring yourself to touch him. And from that day onwards you lived with the knowledge that your love was unrequited. You lived with loving him, and him not loving you.
For the most part it was rather easy. John wasn't the kind for serious relationships - preferring causal sex to the committed kind - so you never really had to deal with any girlfriends or the lark, just the occasional tart interested in him on the rare nights out you tagged along. Even then, you soon learned not to go on any nights out without Ava or Polly present and so the issue of John and his women quickly became dormant. That was, however, until John agreed to marry Esme Lee.
Tommy came to you before asking John, asking for your help in convincing him. He knew John would come to you with it asking for advice before deciding. Tommy explained his plan, marry John off to the Lee girl forcing them to squash the war and join forces to overthrow Billy Kimber. It was simple enough and since you'd already accepted there was never to be a you and John, you agreed.
The time came and sure enough John came to you, confused and somewhat annoyed at Tommy's rough handed approach, and sure enough you stayed true to your word, telling him it was nothing new, people had arranged marriages all the time.
So on he went to marry her, your true feelings unknown to the man.
[2 years later]
"You shouldn't be working here you know. John certainly wouldn't like it" Tommy said, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched you carefully wipe down the bar surface. He was referring to your new job as barmaid in the Garrison and having just finished your first shift you were cleaning up. Last orders had been and gone and every punter had now left the pub, drunk and merry on their ways.
After John married Esme you spent the next two years much to yourself. You embraced the spinster lifestyle and faded away into the passing days. However it was the turn of a new year and to everyone's joy you'd come to your senses, deciding it was high time you stopped wasting your life moping after John. He didn't love you - that much was clear - but somebody out there must and so it was time for you to move on, you thought. Reinvent yourself. This 'new you' started with marching into Tommy's office and demanding the new barmaid job. Surprisingly he offered no resistance, merely a quizzical look at your sudden determination before giving you the job. So here you were, your first shift done and nobody left in the place but you and your new boss.
"Well it might surprise you to know, Mr Shelby, but I don't abide my decisions by what John would or would not like me doing" you reply. Finishing up you leave the cloth on the bar and make your way over to the table, taking the chair adjacent to his.
"Is that so?" He asks, his piercing blue eyes meeting yours as he offers you a cigarette. You accept, bending down slightly to the offered flame and without breaking eye contact, you light the cigarette and take a drag, exhaling as you sit back up.
"Yes, Thomas, that is so" you reply, the use of his name making clear your exasperation with the questioning.
"Very well then, a toast-" he picks up the bottle of whiskey and pours some into each glass, placing one in front of you and taking one himself "-to your new job, and to your new found freedom" he says, locking eyes with you on his last words and clinking your glass before you both down it. If growing up with the Shelby's had taught you one thing it was how to hold your liquor.
Soon you and Tommy were halfway through the bottle and quite drunk, too caught up in the fun to notice. It was now something past 3 in the morning; you and Tommy had been talking, drinking and laughing for nigh on 3 hours now, going through old stories of your childhoods, stories from before you were born and from afterwards, stories of your parents and stories of his.
"So tell me, what is the meaning behind this sudden change in you then?" Tommy inquired, only too happy to see your old self back again.
Before you knew it the whiskey had gotten the better of you and you found yourself telling him the reason. You told him about John, about your love for him, about that night and about how you'd come to terms with it and decided to move on.
"Besides, it's not like he was the first boy I ever liked, so I'm quite sure he won't be the last" you state matter of factly, unaware of the storm you had just brewed.
See, unbeknown to you, Tommy was fully aware of everything you had just poured out to him. He knew about your love for John. He knew the deepest parts of your heart, your mind, your soul. Every crush and fling you'd ever experienced Tommy knew all about it, thanks to a little book you liked to keep hidden under your mattress. You had been detailing all matters of yourself in that little black journal for as long as you could write. Polly happily replacing it when you found your current one full, it was much easier than finding a shoulder to cry on every time you needed one. When Tommy came across it he had no idea what it was, merely out of curiosity did he open it and start reading.
"Oh, who was?" Tommy asked, lighting another cigarette. Following suit you decide to take a minute to weigh up your options, drinking in the smoke as you did.
"You” your voice remains deceptively steady, not wanting the man watching you so closely, so attentively, to become aware of the raging swarm of butterflies occupying your stomach.
"Is that so?" Tommy pulls on his own cigarette, the smoke rising from his lips as his eyes lock onto yours. "So what changed then?" His eyebrow arches perfectly, a smirk gracing his lips.
"You're 4 years older than me! There was no way you'd ever look at me as anything other than an annoying little sister!” You say in a chuckle, the fiery whiskey encompassing all of your thoughts in a humorous glow.
"And if I told you I do look at you as something other than an annoying little sister?" His eyes flick to your lips for a millisecond before returning to your own (E/C) orbs. If you’d have blinked you would’ve missed it, but your full attention being fixed on the man before you meant that you hadn’t.
"Well... that would certainly change things." The possibility of one of your fantasy's coming true ignited you to your very core.
Silently, Tom rises from his seat and offers his hand to you. You take it, and he leads you to his office with the worst of intentions in mind.
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Lapse in memory pt 3 / on AO3
aka the fic where nhs is cursed into amnesia a few years post canon, and came to lxc for help
The worst part of Nie Huaisang’s amnesia, Lan Xichen soon decided, was the realisation that he should have seen long ago that there was something wrong with Nie Mingjue’s little brother.
Although the other man had apparently always possessed frightening self control which made it difficult to know how much his current loss of memory impacted him, he used that control in a manner very different from what he had done after the death of his brother. Instead of displaying eternal sorrow and helplessness, Nie Huaisang was acting exactly the same as he had done before his life took a turn for the worst. He smiled, and chatted with people as if things were perfectly fine, only to break down once alone with Lan Xichen, asking when this person had died, whether that remark had been a joke or a reference to a true event. 
If he hadn't known better, if he hadn't been shown the other side Lan Xichen might have fallen for that new comedy as he had fallen for the old one. Nie Huaisang was good at this.
In fact, as Lan Xichen started remembering over the following days, he was good at many things. 
For example Nie Huaisang was smart, it turned out. After a decade of lies, Lan Xichen had forgotten that, too used to a man who barely managed to pick his own outfits without needing three different opinions, and would make four mistakes in a two digit addition. And indeed, when it came to cultivation, or when Wei Wuxian tried to discuss his ideas about what curse might have hit him, Nie Huaisang was clearly lost. But when the topic interested him, when someone mentioned art or literature, he spoke expertly and always made excellent points. 
Because he had his own duties to attend, and he aimed at being a better sect leader than he had been in the past, Lan Xichen spent little time with Nie Huaisang at first, and thus rarely enjoyed his conversation. Since the other man couldn’t be allowed to wander freely when there was still the possibility that all this was only a deception, Lan Xichen assigned one of his young disciples he trusted the most to stay with Nie Huaisang and make sure he didn’t misbehave. Almost immediately, he started hearing about the heated debates that Lan Jingyi and Nie Huaisang got into over classics, over art, over just anything that could be debated, and quite a few that shouldn’t. Lan Xichen had offered to find another person to keep Nie Huaisang company, only for Nie Huaisang to protest he was having great fun with Lan Jingyi.
It surprised Lan Xichen at first. Nie Huaisang wasn’t a man who enjoyed confrontation.
But he had once been a boy who did. Nie Mingjue used to complain at length about that, as did Lan Qiren when he’d had the dubious pleasure of teaching him. Nie Huaisang once had opinions on just about everything, especially if it could get him out of doing something he didn’t enjoy. Lan Xichen had found it amusing for a long time, and even he had been tricked into the odd argument here and there. But then there had been the war, there had been the constant worsening of Nie Mingjue’s temper, and Nie Huaisang’s tendency to argue over everything hadn’t felt so cute anymore.
After those difficult final few months, it had been a relief, in a way, when Nie Huaisang’s grief had made him so mild and pliable. He had never objected to any advice given to him, agreeing to everything and anything that Nie Mingjue’s sworn brothers suggested. If Lan Xichen hadn’t been so devastated by the loss they had both suffered, perhaps he would have noticed something was wrong.
Perhaps it was guilt, then, that soon pushed Lan Xichen to rearrange his schedule so he could spend a little more time with Nie Huaisang every day. He refused to let him down again. Or perhaps it was selfishness, the joy of having an old friend back in his life, someone who didn't know about his failings, and didn't judge him for being imperfect. 
"Imperfection is more fun," Nie Huaisang claimed one evening, as they sat together inside the Hanshi's courtyard, watching a pair of swallows build a nest under the rafters. "I like you better when you're not trying to be Zewu-jun. Zewu-Jun is a very boring person, while Lan Xichen is delightful company. Do you remember how we used to laugh sometimes when I came here to study? You did such a good imitation of your uncle. And you'd help me with my homeworks, and I'd let you have candies… wasn't that more fun than being perfect?"
"I miss those days," Lan Xichen admitted, something he had never told anyone except Jin Guangyao, once. He'd instantly regretted it back then, realising that Jin Guangyao had never had a chance to enjoy a carefree youth. He didn't regret telling Nie Huaisang who laughed so hard he startled the swallows, making them fly away for a moment. 
"Of course you miss that! Well, I'm back now, and until I'm better I can give you a taste of how it used to be. If I make you laugh enough, you'll stop being angry at me, right?"
“I’m not angry at you,” Lan Xichen said, which to his surprise wasn’t even a lie. This young and innocent Nie Huaisang, whose biggest crime was cheating during exams, who hadn’t yet discovered his own viciousness through fighting with Nie Mingjue and then for him, who could be irritating but always remained endearing… how could Lan Xichen have been angry at him?
“But you’re angry at the man I’ve become,” Nie Huaisang said.
Lan Xichen looked at him, that handsome young man sitting just a little too close, leaning somewhat toward Lan Xichen and yet tense enough that at the first sign of anger he’d probably leap away and disappear, the way he used to do with Nie Mingjue.
Lan Xichen wondered again how he had forgotten how observant Nie Huaisang could be. He should have known. The moment Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji told him that something terrible had been done to Nie Mingjue’s body, Lan Xichen should have guessed that Nie Huaisang knew as well, and that he’d be doing anything to avenge his brother.
“I think I’m more angry at myself than at you,” Lan Xichen said. “What happened, what you’ve done, it was… Maybe you really had no choice, or you thought you had no choice anyway, and I’m not sure I have a right to judge you. You… you still don’t remember, do you?”
“No. I don’t think I want to,” Nie Huaisang said. He started playing nervously with his sleeve, having forgotten his fan somewhere, and hesitantly spoke again. “I don’t think he wanted to remember either,” he whispered. “Him. Me. I… I don’t think it was an accident, Er-ge. I think I forgot on purpose.”
Startled by the confession, Lan Xichen stared again at Nie Huaisang who avoided his eyes. He looked pale, and started shaking slightly, as if again expecting a burst of anger that didn’t come. Lan Xichen was too stunned for that.
“When did you start suspecting this?”
“Right away,” Nie Huaisang confessed, nervously playing with his sleeve, pulling and tugging at the fabric. “It was just too odd that there was nothing at all about those lost years. I found some recent correspondence which let me know I wasn’t on very good terms with you, Jiang Cheng and Jin zongzhu, but that was it. And I know myself, Er-ge. I’ve kept a journal of everything I do since I was seven. Everything important, I write it down so I remember, I should have had a trace of those missing years.”
Lan Xichen nodded. Nie Huaisang had mentioned that habit of his, back when he was studying in the Cloud Recesses. Back then he’d complained that too little happened and he had nothing to write down, but also that homework and studying took so long he almost didn’t have time for his diary. Lan Xichen hadn’t realised that the habit was such a serious one, and he’d never heard Nie Huaisang mention it again as an adult, so he hadn’t thought to ask about that.
“Could it be that you simply stopped doing this?” Lan Xichen asked.
Nie Huaisang shook his head and frowned.
“It’s not just a hobby. My memory isn’t great, I really forget things if I don’t write them down. Everything important… in code if it's too important, of course, I’m only a little stupid. And I hid the journal, and kept all of them, from the very first. I’m the only one who knew where they’re all kept, but when I went to check, many of them had been destroyed, or at least moved somewhere else. Everything after the Sunshot Campaign is gone. Maybe he hoped to forget the war too.”
Not so much the war as what had happened just before it, Lan Xichen thought. He’d heard about the way hostage juniors had been treated by the Wens, and the horror of the Xuanwu of Slaughter killing people in that cave. Nie Huaisang had never wanted to talk about that, Lan Xichen recalled. He usually loved to complain, but on that particular topic he’d always close off or change the subject.
Aside from the death of Nie Mingjue, the terror of the evil Xuanwu had to have been the worst moment of Nie Huaisang’s life.
Without thinking Lan Xichen took Nie Huaisang’s hand, hoping to comfort him. Nie Huaisang startled and trembled, but didn’t try to remove his hand.
“I think it’s like you said,” Nie Huaisang explained, looking pleadingly at Lan Xichen. “That he did certain things because he thought he had no choice. He… I… if someone harmed da-ge, then I’d want to harm them back," he hissed with such rage that Lan Xichen shivered, reminded of the man Nie Huaisang had indeed become. "Even if it was san-ge! I can’t believe he’d do something like that, he’s always so nice, but it doesn’t matter. If I had been sure he’d hurt da-ge, then I… I would…”
“I know,” Lan Xichen said, squeezing Nie Huaisang’s hand.
“I think I had regrets of a sort though,” Nie Huaisang said. “The way it seems to me… I didn’t regret that these things had been done, I didn’t regret that people had died or been hurt, but I didn’t want to live with the weight of that either. I think… I’m a little bit of a coward, Er-ge. I’m fine with knowing I did horrible things, I just don’t want to know what they are, because that way it’s not really me who did them. So I can see why I chose to forget, and I also don’t want to remember.”
Had it been anyone else, Lan Xichen would have found that person cowardly indeed. Just as he bore the guilt of his failures and strove to do better, he would expect others to face their own faults, take their punishment, and try to improve in the future. But Nie Huaisang wasn’t just anyone, and Lan Xichen pitied him too much to wish for his suffering. Nie Huaisang had already been punished enough for what he’d done, having lost his brother, having lost all his friends, having lost the respect of his sect.
Having lost himself, too.
“It’s fine if you don’t remember,” Lan Xichen said. “You can stay here with us. Wei Wuxian seems happy enough to have you around, Lan Jingyi loves having someone to argue with… even uncle said the other day that it’s been a while since he’s had a decent opponent at weiqi.”
“And what about you?” Nie Huaisang asked, his cheeks a little pinker than they ought to be. “Are you also happy to have me here?”
“I am,” Lan Xichen replied, surprised to find that this, too, was the truth.
Partly because he’d always been a little too fond of Nie Huaisang, back before the Sunshot Campaign changed everything and forced him to set aside most of his personal attachments to better serve his sect. Partly, also, because he liked this current Nie Huaisang, who wasn’t quite as naïve and self-absorbed as he’d been as a boy, but lacked the cruelty years of solitude and resentment had taught him.
This was Nie Huaisang as he would have been, had the world been a little kinder. A clever young master who watched the world around him and understood people a little too well, but loved fun too much to ever do anything with what he learned, as long as his loved ones were safe.
“I’m glad to be here as well,” Nie Huaisang said.
He shuffled a little closer until he could rest his head against Lan Xichen’s shoulder. It had been years since anyone dared to be so carelessly intimate with Lan Xichen, who found he didn’t mind. Not if it was Nie Huaisang.
“You know, I’ve talked with Wei-xiong today, about this,” Nie Huaisang continued. “About what happened to me, and why, and how. He thinks it’s a curse, and there’s probably a condition that would allow it to be lifted. There usually is, after all. But I think if I really did this to myself, I'd have picked an impossible condition, because I wouldn't want to be saved from it. So I might stay like this for the rest of my life.”
“And you’ll be welcome to stay here that entire time,” Lan Xichen promised without thinking, squeezing Nie Huaisang’s hand again.
“That sounds really nice. I think I’ll take you on your offer, Er-ge,” Nie Huaisang said with a smile that Lan Xichen would have kissed if he’d dared. Later, while lying in his bed, he would wonder if he should have tried, only to eventually decide it would have ruined the moment.
Perhaps someday, in the future, thing would take that direction. For now they both had too much to deal with, too much to learn again about each other. It was fine. Lan Xichen was content to remain like this, sitting close together, holding hands, and watching those swallows finish their nest.
Just this was already more than he’d ever imagined he would get.
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inviouswriting · 3 years
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Arjuna smut alphabet
Under the cut of course.
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
An angel when it comes to aftercare. He can get rambunctious in the moment, so after the roles come off and highs calm down. He is right there soothing marks, bringing you back down, petting your head, getting water/snacks. Tending to anything that hurts and is sore. He lives to see a smile cross your face after. Will talk softer and simply lay with you.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
On his partner, probably their face, he loves seeing the range of emotions you show him. Arjuna will safeguard the embarrassing ones, maybe tease you a few times if you make such a haughty and erotic one. On himself he takes pride in his hands. For multitude of reasons, from his archery skills to how under his touch he makes you lose yourself. That he has the ability to make you come undone from specific touches or how he uses his touch to calm you.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He might be a bit sweet, volume of it is good. He likes seeing your face covered or your back, stomach with a few strips of it. Might lead him into more romps.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Arjuna likes to watch you alone once in a while. Perhaps when you think he is asleep, or when you are in the shower by yourself for “time” to yourself. He will be as quiet as possible to hear your voice plead for him. Though if you touch yourself next to him, he’ll join you. Maybe chide you for not waking him up if you felt this way. 
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Arjuna has had four wives and a child from each of them. He’s experienced. If you are not, then he’ll guide you in how to please him, and how to please yourself. He enjoys the times you learn each others bodies, what you like best and what he enjoys best. 
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Lotus - sitting position. It allows him to be deep, while also facing him. Arjuna loves to catch every expression you make, commit it to memory at every plea you make with your eyes or see them close when lost in pure pleasure. The position allows you both to work together, and enables you to hold onto him for dear life when things are rough.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Arjuna can be either serious or enjoy it so much that a laugh out of you makes it feel like he is with you, instead of just “with” you. A break in the stoic nature, if you try crawling away from him he’ll drag you back by your feet, tease you about escaping and show you why you wouldn’t want to. Though he won’t forget the time you fell off the bed. He chases you across any surface and off them.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He’s neat, the fact he is practically devoid of hair speaks well that he is either trimmed neat or hairless beneath the underwear.  He’s immensely clean, he bathes often if his love of saunas and hot springs are to go by. I would like to think he prefers his partner the same way. Clean and well kept in that regard.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Arjuna is always romantic at first, to get the mood going, from massages, to gentle words in your ear. His kisses make your head spin and he’s good at any affection that leads to it. Depending on how he is, romantic at first then in the middle outright passionate.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Arjuna does it more often than he lets on, specially after the first time you are intimate with him. Though he can’t help it with the memories of how you look underneath him calling for him.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Cockwarming. He finds it very intimate, to be able to be seated inside and either chilling like that while you adjust to him, or let him tease you without moving makes it interesting. 
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
For Arjuna, I want to think location doesn’t matter, it’s other people. He’s very much a demisexual, and it shows in when and where. He’s not against a sly public romp somewhere. The thrill might even make him enjoy it more, but there are namely people he doesn’t want to see you or him in this state. Namely Karna. He would 100% have sex in a hot spring, and steam room. Steam room he finds more fun as seeing how long you both last. His favorite place is outdoors, somewhere secluded where he can listen to every word and sound that comes from you both.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Telling him, he won’t act on his urges unless he knows you after a while. Arjuna prefers to be told when you want to directly. Though if you touch his back lightly enough to see him shiver it’s enough to drive him wild. Tug his hair and he has you on the ground already. Grind his lap while kissing him and he’s doing it back.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Forced. He will never do anything against your will, and you agree to the same with him. Anything neither you agree with is off the table period. He won’t engage in disgusting plays, anything that belongs in a toilet stays there. He won’t do anything that causes major harm to you, so extreme blood play is a no. 
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Arjuna loves giving and receiving. Giving more as it is one of the few times he knows he will make you weak on your feet and knees. He’s very good, he’ll grin everytime you cum from his ministrations. He’s vocal when receiving, one of the few times he will be loud, giving praise in how he feels good. Specially when your tongue encounters that sensitive spot on the underside.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Slow and sensual at the start then fast and rough later. He’s gentle at first when working you up to wanting him. At first he’s slower when first penetrating, but after you’ve established comfort and rhythm he increases the pace and gets rougher till you are both lost to wanting relief.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Arjuna enjoys them, perhaps in the morning before you’re expected to be around others. In a shower, either him joining you or you joining him as a good way to wake up. Catching you on a counter of your room, against a wall, a hasty closet perhaps. The need to have you higher, specially if you keep your clothes on.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Always depends on his partner, if they’re into it, he tries it. Except what is disgusting and would cause great harm to you or himself. He isn’t against using knives but rather didn’t as a slip up can mean a permanent reminder of an accident. He will experiment well with other things like ropes, bondage and slave and master play. Elements that play with trust being granted and he never forsakes it.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He’s an archer, he has stamina to burn. He can go for hours with you before he even remotely starts getting tired. He is proud of his endurance, he even asks after a romp if you want to go again. When you agree and he grins you know you are in for a good time.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Arjuna loves them, he loves using them on you, and he lets you use certain ones on him as well. He favors ones that make you squirm, picks vibrators and dildos that are slightly slimmer than his own cock so he is the one that satisfies you most. He doesn’t mind them used on him as well, will assume his female side and share toys between you both. He picks out plugs that have tails, he will match them to himself and the time you used a tenga on him he lost his mind with pleasure. But only you get to see him in this state, and only after you secure a place away from other servants. He rather others did not hear his moans knowing he’s letting you use a strap-on with him. When he finds something new to try you find him so eager to engage. His favorite toy to use on you is a remote controlled bullet. While he likes it when you use a cock ring on him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He is unfair with teasing. When he is allowed to go all out, he does. He teases with his fingers, mouth, while having you seated on him full and not moving till you tell him what he wants to hear for your commands.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He’s quiet save for a few groans or moans when he feels good. If you are topping him, he’s very vocal, more out of embarrassment if you use a plug or a cock ring on him. He makes a variety of low moans or few hisses but nearing climax he can be heard murmuring your name under his breath.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He likes costumes, and getting you into them. He likes seeing you in outfits like a bunny or indulging him by wearing his red outfit. 
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He’s confirmed to being big, in length and girth. He would also be uncut, length 9 1/2 and girth  2 1/2 almost 3. He’s got enough to be the reason he teases you or uses alot of lubricant. With being uncut he’s very sensitive and blushes easier if you are giving him oral around it.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Fairly high with someone he loves and is shown the mutual respect. Once he has had a taste with toys however, he is insatiable trying to get you to make more noise than him. 
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
As stated earlier, he has stamina to burn through. He lasts longer than you, and on the rare times you wear him out, he is still the last to fall asleep between you both. He takes care of you, cleaning you and himself up then settles for watching you sleep satisfied.
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leisurelypanda · 3 years
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TFATWS Episode 4
So I have some thoughts regarding the latest episode of this series. 
One of the overriding themes of this episode was whether it’s right or wrong for enhanced individuals to exist and in what capacity. There are two distinct opinions on this subject: that of Zemo and that of Karli Morgenthau. 
Zemo believes that people who are enhanced should not exist because they cause regular people to see them as more, to put them on pedestals. Enhanced individuals, heroes, become corrupt by that power and the adoration of the people make it so they are rarely questioned or held accountable for the ways in which they wrong the world. The exception to this is Steve Rogers, even though Zemo maintains that it was in meeting Steve that he became convinced he was right. Despite the fact that Steve remained morally upright after he received the super soldier serum, Zemo claims that he made it possible for people to ignore the flaws of enhanced people and heroes. 
By contrast, we have Karli Morgenthau, who believes in the power of super soldiers, but not in institutions. She sees Captain America and the shield as symbols of an oppressive regime that marginalizes some people for the sake of others. From what we know of her ideology, she believes in restoring a world where governments took care of the people left behind by the Blip and do away with borders and divisions. She believes this so strongly that her comrades refer to her as a new Captain America, one who recognizes that the world’s problems can’t be solved without getting one’s hands dirty and who also looks like them. 
The backdrop against this particular belief is that we actually have a new person who bears the title of “Captain America.” John Walker started out as someone who seemed to relish the celebrity status that came with his new title. Blond hair, blue eyes, and the perfect soldier, he is the personification of the idea of American Exceptionalism. In the space of episodes three and four, however, he has quickly shown a mental fragility. He has suffered repeated losses and setbacks, which he clearly does not handle well. When he’s spit on, he responds with an angry outburst of, “Do you know who I am?!” In this latest episode, his ego is repeatedly bruised, culminating with his fight against three Dora Milaje, who soundly defeat him. His words in the wake of this defeat were: “They weren’t even super soldiers.” This reflects a fragile inner world that suffers with each loss and perceived insult. 
Finally, we have Sam Wilson, the person who Steve Rogers intended to be the new Captain America. Throughout this series, Sam has tried to act in a way that saves people’s lives with the least amount of conflict and bloodshed. He acts from a place of empathy and compassion. Though he bickers with Bucky, he also steps in when he’s acting like the Winter Soldier to make sure he was okay. The most telling interactions we have, though, are those he has with Karli Morgenthau. He advocates for her, for dealing with her peacefully and gently. Even when she threatens his family, he doesn’t act aggressively towards her. He sees her as a person capable of goodness and redemption because he, too, has suffered from the world denying him rights and aid on the basis of people having been restored from the Blip. He sympathizes with her goal, but cannot condone her methods, as he told her. 
By the end of this episode, we have three characters who are seen by others as the successor to Steve Rogers’s legacy. One is a revolutionary seeking to change the world to a more just and equitable state through violence and is labelled a terrorist for it (though to be fair, she did blow up a building with people in it because she thought it was necessary). 
The second is a perfect soldier with little in the way of a moral compass. Although he gives good speeches in episode two, his true nature is as violent as it is fragile. The more he encounters people who don’t like or respect who he is and what he represents, the more aggressive he becomes until finally, he’s pushed over the edge. 
The third is a man defined by compassion and empathy. He doesn’t look to stand out or seek recognition for what he does. He tries to help people as best he can and sometimes that means talking to a girl who seems in over her head. Underneath all that, however, is a man who gets angered by injustice, but doesn’t let it rule him. He prefers the path of peace when he can make it work. 
Two of these people are super soldiers. One became a revolutionary who blows up buildings and seeks to tear down the world order but is also someone who desperately seeks someone to guide her. Another became even more aggressive to the point of murdering someone in a blind rage. 
Sam Wilson is the only one who isn’t enhanced and he remains the same as he always was: a good man who tries to do the right thing and help people as best he can. 
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hiro-gari · 3 years
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In the meantime of me running out of new ideas to write for, I'm gonna share this older headcanon that I have in my draft to you:
Do we have an AU where Garou and Badd are neighbours who hated eachother but eventually become friends or more because their pets are bonded first? Despite their houses are practically side-by-side, they're always get into petty fights over something silly. Zenko guessed it was just them having secret crush on eachother but totally in denial over their feelings.
Until each of their respective pet start getting along with eachother first.
Badd has a second cat, one of Tama's kitten which Badd still keep while the others had already adopted by his classmates, a tuxedo cat who likes to intrude into Garou's house through his window and steal his breakfast or napping on top of Garou's dog.
Garou has a big white fluffy malamute dog, a puppy he got from his father Bang as a birthday gift years ago so Garou wont feels lonely in his new home, who likes to jump over Badd's -unfortunately short- fence and playing with Badd's cat on his front porch.
Although the tuxedo cat somehow really looks alike and acting just like Badd, and the giant white malamute is basically Garou's doppelganger in a dog form, they're affectionate to eachother everytime they play together.
The tuxedo cat almost never shown his adorable side of him except for Badd's family, as he would be the crankiest cat ever with any strangers. But the kitty strangely becomes attached with the fluffy dog since their first met. He always trying to get outside to see his favorite puppy friend and spend more time with the doggo, no matter what and how. The kitty just likes to be near the warm presence of that fluffy and charming dog, 3rd place after Zenko's and Badd's. Thus the tuxedo cat often caught on loitering around Garou's house, making Badd must come to his -hated- neighbour to collect the cat back.
On the other hand, at the first time coming into Garou's house, the white malamute felt a bit lonely. He was happy to have such caring hooman butler who adores him, but he wanted more friend to play with. Until the dog saw an adorable tuxedo cat chilling out in the middle of small garden on the next house across the fence. He fell in love instantly and wanna knows more about this little kitty. Cue the malamute often caught on peeking from the fence or even jumping over it, ruining Badd's small garden after it got trampled on by the dog's big paws.
Surprisingly, the cat and the dog are becomes bestfurrends much faster than their hooman butlers, putting Garou and Badd in a big shame, courtesy by the exasperated Zenko. How come two animals who are supposed to be sworn enemies, cat and dog, could be more friendly to eachother than them??
If only Garou and Badd could be more honest for their hidden feelings, maybe their relationship would improved alot. Ironically, it was their pets who helped them out.
Since their look-alike animal counterparts love eachother so much, sometimes Garou and Badd went for a play date for them on the local park, or visiting eachother's house when their pets are playing in one's house. After many friendly interactions, slowly they developed new feelings and realizing they're not frenemies anymore.
On several occasions when Garou let Badd's tuxedo cat have sleepover on his house, he was witnessing how affectionate the "so-called crankiest cat in the world" towards his malamute dog could be.
The cat always grooming the dog's fluffy fur or his head not caring about their size difference, snuggling with the dog and trying to fit himself into the dog's space as close as possible asking for a cuddle time together, letting out those rare sweet meows everytime he tried to get attention from the dog, giving those slow-blinks kitty kisses whenever they're gazing on eachother or gentle headbutts whenever the dog feels sad, etc.
Garou often wished if it was Badd and him in those positions, feeling pathetic for getting so envious for their pets' lovey dovey moments. He admitted to himself that secretly he fell in love with Badd, especially after they're finally get along after spending more time with him nowadays.
But Garou still couldn't confess his feeling he has for Badd since he doesn't know if Badd likes him enough or not. It would be very awkward moment if Badd rejected him and they ended up back into square one, ruining whatever friendship they have built together before.
Unbeknown by Garou, Badd was also experiencing the same thing. Everytime Badd pet-sitting Garou's dog for awhile whenever Garou wasn't home to visit his father's house, or watching over his cat playing with the big white malamute at his front yard, he couldn't deny that the relationship their pets were having together was very sweet, actually.
The malamute always so playful and becomes such an attention seeker around his cat, also being all goof and adorkable despite most of the time the dog was just like his owner: chaotic cocky bastard (at least in Badd's eyes). Successfully turning his own grumpy cranky cat into a cuddly soft kitty.
Especially when they both were chilling out on the front porch, Badd would find them curling up together with his cat buried himself into the malamute's fluffy fur, sleeping between the dog's front paws, or peacefully loafing on his back.
One time the malamute also protecting his cat from a gang of neighbourhood feral cats, Badd totally didn't expect that goofy cloud of fur could be looking so terrifying like a wolf when he was in protective mode. Fortunately there's no actual fight happening between them and those feral cats, though. But Badd could see his kitty becomes much more affectionate than before towards Garou's dog as an appreciation.
Badd knows he shouldn't be envious for his own pet because the kitty has a better relationship than himself, yet he couldn't help but longing for Garou's love.
At that time, they have already managed to form a good friendship and Badd was glad they're not fighting out of pettiness anymore. It was just, Badd starting to see Garou as more than a friend. Since they become closer, he has discovered Garou's softer side and Badd was fallen so hard for him because of it.
The problem is only how to confess to Garou without ended up being awkward. He didn't want to misinterpreted Garou's flirty acts towards him during those "play date" time. Did Garou really means his flirtateous attempts as a serious thing or just a joke? If he misinterpret it, Badd was afraid he would be a laughing stock for Garou while he suffered a broken heart alone.
So, in the end, Garou and Badd were still being so oblivious to the other's very OBVIOUS feeling. Everyone around them could see the former hating neighbours slowly falling in love with eachother, yet never make a move. Very frustating to watch, honestly.
But at one night, when the exhausted-from-working Badd visiting Garou's house to retrieve his cat back home, he decided to take a brief nap on the living room. Garou asked if he wanna have sleepover over there since it was weekend, and he would let Zenko knows that her big brother was staying overnight at his home. Badd just nodded weakly, already feels the sleepiness coming for him.
Looking at how uncomfortable Badd's sleeping position on the couch, Garou carefully lifted Badd up in bridal style, before walking towards his bedroom so Badd could sleep on his cozy bed while Garou sleeps on the couch. But before he could leave, Badd grabbed Garou's hand to prevent him from leaving him alone. He told Garou that they could sleep together on the bed, since it was Garou's own bed and it's big enough for two people.
At first, Garou was hesitated because what if Badd just sleep-talking in half-sleep and would regret any of his words in the morning? But seeing Badd's reddened face yet still persistent on making Garou stay based on the strong grip of Badd's hand on his wrist, Garou was grinning happily. That means Badd was fully conscious of what he had said and taking it serious.
Hence Garou immediately scooting over beside Badd on the bed, taking a warm blanket and covered their bodies with it. Then Badd shifted closer until he was practically curling up against Garou's body like a cat, seeking warmth from the wolfy man. Even purring and snuggling on Garou's chest when Garou put his arm on Badd's back, embracing the smaller man which made Badd gets comfortable sleep. Soon enough Garou also followed Badd to the dreamland.
Meanwhile..
Both were oblivious that two pairs of eyes were watching them from the opened door. The kitty and the dog felt happy that their butlers finally having sweet moment of their own, too. They wished the hoomans would keep being lovey-dovey so the four of them could have double date together soon. Like, a real date and not the "play date" anymore.
It was so tiring to see the butlers' mutual pining, in which it took forever to make them realized their own feelings. But now that the mutual pining era was over, they feel relieved.
The malamute dog entered Garou's bedroom, then laid on a fluffy carpet beside the bed while staring at the cat, as if he was inviting the cat to join him. The tuxedo cat quietly following him and plopped on the dog's belly, curling up into a small ball of fur before closing his eyes.
The cat was purring in joy when the dog gave kisses to him (or more like muzzle nudging), before putting his front paw around kitty's body in a protective manner. The fluffy duo then also following their butlers into dreamland, too.
Now, both of the sleeping couples looked the same: Badd and the kitty were sleeping in their respective lover's warm embrace..
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Aaaah finally I can finish this! I was almost getting writer's block again but still struggling to fight against it, and here we are we got one writing finished so yayyy 😅💦
I hope this silly headcanon could entertain you all, but I apologized if this looks very low quality as always I'm so sorry please forgive me 🙇
@hiro-gari @the-goddessfighter @garous-nipple
Thank you so much for willing to write this lowly writing of mine, I always grateful for you.. 😭🙏💕�� Have a nice weekend, everyone! 😉👍🌸🌺🌼🌻💐
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THIS IS SO CUTE I CAN’T- 💗💕
First of all, I love their respective animal counterparts, they fit so well for both of them 🥰 Angery tuxedo cat for Badd, and a giant floofy malamute for Garou omggg
I love how, of all things, they gotta have their PETS lay it out for them before they finally start to Get It™️. Like everyone around them sees it but nope 😤 they’re wrong, they’re meant to hate each other.
But when their pets become bff’s despite the obvious size difference and being entirely different SPECIES... Oh ok maybe we can get along 🤦🏻‍♀️😂
Ghhhhsksk the END SCENE is so sweeet I have cavities 😩💗 I rlly liked how Garou was like, oh no, he’s delusional :’) That’s so him oh my god, I love them sm, this is so precious!!
Thank you for putting so much work into writing these for us, it is so appreciated, we love to see it!! 😘💗
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So I saw MangaKamen's recent video on RWBY and two things spoke out to me personally; 1) Mangakamen is right about RWBY in the fact that they royally fucked over the situation in Atlas and 2) Robyn has no fucking right comparing her sembalance to Qrow's.
So we’re doing this again huh?
‘I am expressing my opinions and that may piss off someone of you- SO NO COMPLAINING!’
... Fun fact, in his video going after Cosmonaut Variety Hour’s video on Jojo, he directly criticizes him for apparently ‘trying to deflect criticism’ by labelling the video a rant. So know that when I saw that he’s just trying to deflect any backlash he gets here and he inevitably gets pissy about it.
Because this man cannot be consistent to save his life.
“I’m not unreasonable guys!”
No, you just consume and vomit up the points of people who are so deeply biased that they can’t be described as anything BUT unreasonable. 
And I know this, because I remember watching his Volume 7 video and noticing he made a comparison between Jacques and Trump. Now as I’ve stated and shown- this doesn’t make sense. Many of Jacques’ policies and actions in the plot are counter indicative of the common liberal consensus of Trump (for example, Jacques is shown to mostly do this for his business while Trump acting for his business is the ONE thing he was never accused of). This is also not like Kamen’s style at all- he rarely if ever addresses politics in media.
 .. And he didn’t. Because that point wasn’t his. I found out FMF said the exact same thing beforehand and Kamen is on record as watching his videos and following his Twitter. This combined with his blind acceptance of FloofArtist, someone who is even more biased than FMF due to personal feelings- I’m certain that a lot of what he says is just repeated from other people.
In all honesty, I have more respect for FMF. Because he at least isn’t as big a hypocrite nor is he copying other’s opinions even though it’s so far against his style it doesn’t make sense.
Okay so in his first section, he bitches about Cinder’s backstory.
First is that this should have happened in Volumes 4 and 5 because those had a focus on Cinder. Problem, Cinder has a focus in Volume 8 as well as Volume 7 and 6- She’s continually had focus ever since Volume 2. She wasn’t given any special treatment in Volumes 4 and 5, in fact she plays a similar role there as well. ... Except with Atlas, this place is were her abuse took place and her character arc here is learning from her mistakes, which are rooted in her abuse. It also shows how and why Salem got her to be loyal- by offering her a tiny bit of approval and support which she lacked. The same thing she did to Emerald, who is defecting in this Volume. It also gives the audience satisfaction when she does learn from her mistakes and succeeds. So for all he questions about why it is here- He doesn’t even consider a very blatant answer.
He also tries to say that we’ve had other villain backstories before Cinder’s so that...makes hers worse? ...Um, not only does this not pertain to the purpose of Cinder’s backstory, three of his four examples (Tyrian, Watts and Hazel?) are TOLD to us. Cinder, like Salem, is SHOWN to us. This is important since Kamen has bitched about RWBY not doing show don’t tell before so he should be praising this.
His third point is about how Cinder was treated like a slave and yet she feels nothing for the Fanaus, therefore her development from her backstory doesn’t make sense...which misunderstands how people operate so much I’m genuinely confused. Like...people don’t relate to others in similar situations all the time because their experiences scar them to the point of not empathizing with others in similar situations. Hell, that’s the basis of the cycle of abuse. Having similar experiences doesn’t mean Cinder would care, especially since she’s so focused on not repeating that life she ignores so much around her.
Next is-Oh fucking god, it’s the goddamn ‘RHODES AND ABUSE!’ point. Once again, look at the scenes were Cinder is abused. And I mean ‘unambiguous’ abuse. Her sisters tracking mud in, her mother having her work and glaring at her for breaking something is not abuse. I’m talking about the underfeeding and the shock collar. It’s all done AWAY from the public. AKA Away from RHODES. Fuck, take out every scene in which Cinder is abused and tell me if you could tell she was abused and not...I dunno...just a teen who doesn’t like her upbringing. Her collar looks like a normal collar for fuck’s sake!
‘But- Cinder could have mentioned it to him off-screen!’
And that would normally be a good point to make as it is logical given how close they are implied to be. ... But guess what Kamen says?
“If it’s not shown in the show, it doesn’t count.”
Issue is- that cuts both ways. Just as outside info can’t be used to justify the show, the lack of it can’t be interpreted against it. So Kamen fucked the only strong point he could have had.
Then we have him...bitching about show don’t tell with CInder’s song. ... While he completely ignores the showing of Cinder’s abuse being in private. Very blatantly in private.
... I said twelve times, I’ll say it a thirteenth: this is why things in RWBY are so blunt. If it isn’t just a step before the writers walking on screen and explaining the show- People go and misinterpret everything to a point well beyond my suspension of disbelief. This is especially true with Kamen since he bitched at Cvit for not considering what he called ‘basic’ details about Persona 5. So he above anyone else lacks an excuse.
This gets proven in the next part where he says that the purpose of the backstory is to show that Cinder isn’t in power...when in the same episode, we had a scene were Cinder’s Grimm thrashes about with cuts to her backstory where her collar shocked her as Salem gave her very blatant words of manipulative support. You cannot get anymore blatant and blunt than that aside from doing EXACTLY as I said and Kamen STILL misinterprets it. 
He bitches about Cinder retreading the same ground and she sucks...but then consider everything I’ve showcased so far. With all this wildly off shit that he’s criticized in others- can you honestly say you think it’s the show’s fault? Or s it his and he’s not owning up to it?
Considering how he doesn’t make the obvious connection of ‘Cinder lacked power in her developmental years’ to ‘Cinder has an unnatural obsession with that thing she lacked in her developmental years’-
I can safely say it’s the latter.
And that’s it for now. I’ll revisit this later considering how tired I am. But to wrap things up-
Look at the length of this post. Look at all the problems I pointed out. Look at the hypocrisy and inexcusable stupidity.
Then consider that this is only 9 minutes...into a 51 minute video.
...Do you really think Kamen’s points are that good? Or even acceptable?
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get in we’re pondering / extrapolating some pt lore (there’s a tl;dr paragraph at the very end ;w;)
often musing about the overarching Theme/s in the series where there's like, these axes of, hope vs despair, self sacrifice (often to protect others) vs being protected by others (often to prevent self sacrifice), and i was thinking about how those protective self sacrifices (which often generally contain some aspect of hope And despair, the former in that someone is taking an action in the hopes of protecting someone, the latter in that they don't have any hope of any less (potentially) self destructive course to pursue to achieve that, or else they'd be doing that instead) do succeed at least in part. we don't really know what's going on with tutu in the story besides disappearing / turning into a point of light, but she exists outside of the story too and manifests in ways clearly associated with hope, & i think we can infer that her appearance/disappearance in the story did have this effect for mytho in giving him hope b/c like, how can it be a coincidence that the heart shard of Hope happens to be the one used to let someone become tutu, or that mytho was able to feel hope prior to technically have the capacity for it when thinking about her and then recognize as much in retrospect. and mytho himself sacrifices his own heart to protect everyone from the raven, rue sacrificing herself saves mytho from the raven in turn, and what i'm getting around to is that i was thinking about how sacrifices are never in vain, except for the knight's, but then i was like, well hey, what if because the rules of this story do seem to Always Reward tragic self sacrifices (surely at least in part to Incentivize it from the characters, b/c the sacrifices made wholly out of despair are apparently just people losing their hearts to the raven, f, and characters making sacrifices in the hopes of protecting someone have to actually have that hope at all), maybe the knight's death wasn't really Useless
and maybe it's relevant that the knight presumably wasn't intending to die right then, there's no implication that like, he was pushing the prince out of the way taking a bullet for him, just that the knight meant to attack the raven but didn't even manage to do that and got killed instead. but i think we can suppose that the knight was just always willing to die for the prince and there's this degree of inherent sacrifice in that already, as well as in being so devoted to the prince and protecting him, which the knight must've done plenty of even if, in the moment he was killed, there was no direct achievement in protecting mytho / siegfried / the prince. and i doubt that the way the prince felt about it was actually like "oh my god, useless" rather than that the knight did die For Him, even if mytho wasn't in immediate mortal danger that could've only been thwarted by the knight's death, and even if the knight presumably didn't Know he would die and actually choose that, because of accepting it as his only option to protect mytho. and it's evident throughout the series that characters being Real allows them to act in ways drosselmeyer doesn't predict or hasn't directed them to act or doesn't even necessarily know about, thinking of details like, mytho knowing his name is siegfried doesn't seem to come from any Text of drosselmeyer's in the story, or else people would know the prince has a name besides "the prince," and who knows, maybe drosselmeyer's unwritten hcs are part of the reality of his stories lol, but that's a fun mystery element, and beyond that these characters were all people with full lives and interiority that were not / could not have been written in full detail in the story's text and almost certainly weren't / couldn't have been Thought Out in full by drosselmeyer like that.
and i'm just thinking about how the knight is the only prominent character who outright dies in the unfinished story, aside from various, presumably not individually described/named people in the kingdom being killed by the raven, and possible details not mentioned in the series, like idk, whether or not mytho's parent/s died at some point in the course of the story. tutu's disappearance is too ambiguously magical to really call it a death, although it's a Tragic Fate intended to write her out of the story, and there's no indication of kraehe / the concept of The Raven's Daughter existing in the story, since in the first season kraehe is really fully standing in for the raven as the main villain / antagonist, with the raven not being shown or mentioned by her until the second season, and fakir just directly referring to kraehe as a crow or raven during that first season, and what with the idea in the second season that rue was just some random person the raven stole and presumably made up the concept of there being a [the raven's daughter] role. 
(even though when kraehe appears in season one it's clearly a swan lake / odile thing, and i guess you could conceivably wonder like "hey, is she the daughter of some rothbart equivalent here. like the story raven as the primary antagonist"....that's all Meta beyond the series's metatextual layers and, since idk, characters know of these other classic ballets, i guess it's possible swan lake as a ballet exists too. nobody's mentioning anything though lol. now i'm like.....okay so another tchaikovsky composed ballet was relevant / known in the sleeping beauty episode, where electricity was also a thing people were aware existed, if rare, not sure when this series was set but late 19th century seems plausible enough and swan lake wasn't immediately popular so maybe it exists but is too niche lore for these characters to be familiar with it lmao.....but then i'm like wait hang on. what if it must be after 1892 because the dance of the sugarplum fairy playing when ahiru walks in on mytho practicing seems to be diagetic. and then i'm like, nijinksy was only born in 1890, and didn't perform afternoon of a faun until 1912, and that seems just a little late, although at the same time everyone's existing in a fairy tale town and it could feasibly be any point in time outside of that. this tangent is going on way too long and my Real Conclusion of course is that we're not really meant to match up any timeline with the In Real Life timelines of when ballets premiered and became popular / established as Classics)
back to the point: out of the four main roles, tutu magically and mysteriously disappeared but didn't outright die the way that the human knight was definitely killed, and the duck who is given her powers / role is apparently truly just some random duck who happened to care for mytho (thinking about his apparent affinity for birds and theirs for him), kraehe was probably not a part of the story at all as the daughter of the raven and rue is apparently just some random baby who was kidnapped, mytho didn't die because he's the same self he was from the story, uninterrupted, and the knight did die, and fakir is just some kid but is also apparently identified as the reincarnation of that knight. and, whether or not that's just some coincidence or meant to be true, it's true for all intents and purposes since fakir found mytho and chose to devote himself to protecting him and is aware of / thinks of himself as the knight, and if the raven and drosselmeyer could've picked some random babies and ducks to have roles in the story, it shouldn't actually be a detriment to fakir if he's actually also just some guy who chose to be the knight rather than also actually already that knight reincarnated. the roles of both tutu and lohengrin are supposed to be intrinsically limited by their same roles as written in the story, where clearly drosselmeyer, wanting conflict and drama and peak effective tragedy, and kraehe / the raven as antagonists to these two, expect and want tutu to willingly vanish again and the knight to wield his sword and, at some point here, die. which, in season one, it seems likely enough that although fakir wasn't exactly instantly torn apart by the raven attack that Got him, he would've died if not for edel's intervention altering the story. anyway, assuming the roles comes from Choosing it / being willing to accept it and having some sort of magical artifact access out here, ahiru having a heart shard, rue having...raven blood and the fact that there's also the like, actual ravens out there who are Also magic b/c they're doing evil stuff, and turning into cursed pointe shoes and attacking canaries so the prince might jump out a window to save one, and fakir having magic swords. as well as, you know, the prince, the most magic artifact of all, truly
i'm kind of losing the point there lmfao just getting into details in a tangent. what i was trying to point out is that yeah, the knight's the only one of the four main roles who was clearly, officially, violently killed in the story. and then i was thinking about how, as far as i can think, it kind of comes totally out of nowhere in season two that like, oh hey, also fakir is a descendent of drosselmeyer's and i guess has that same magic writing ability. not that i think these season two framework shifts like That, or like kraehe being the daughter of the raven instead of just directly standing in for the raven as a concept and character, or like "oh right and also i'd poisoned mytho back in the season one finale" weren't possibly in mind the whole time, Or that if they weren't that's a problem, Or that either way, they needed to be foreshadowed / set up Textually in season one or anything, since you do need to change things up for there to Be a season two that doesn't have to retread the conflicts in the same way, and that's what these shifts allow for. it's still just that the effect is like, oh damn, fakir isn't just The Knight from the story reincarnated, he ALSO happens to have drosselmeyer's magic powers b/c they're related??? wow what a coincidence, that's so lucky for him in affording him Magic Powers that don't come from the story b/c if he wields the power of being the knight he Has to inevitably die, and while the power to write reality is clearly dangerous and Could kill him (or others), there's at least a chance, whereas it seems like otherwise, if you're accessing the powers that come with having a role from the story, you either have to accept the same fate as in the story, someone with the power of those who guide the story, e.g. edel, must externally alter its course, or you have to give up the role and its powers, like ahiru ultimately did by giving up the final piece of mytho's heart, and fakir did by no longer trying to be the knight and instead protecting everyone by figuring out how to wield his power to Write.
so then basically my thought was, hey, maybe it's Not *just* a coincidence that fakir's Also drosselmeyer's descendent. in the same way that it's not Just a coincidence that the original tutu, having made this sacrifice in the story, is somehow, in part or in whole, attached to the prince's feeling of hope, and able to manifest even once that piece of the prince's heart has been returned and ahiru no longer "officially" has access to tutu's role and power (whether that power is gone b/c her powers were all about returning the prince's heart shards or because the powers she had were the prince's, because of having a piece of his heart). there's already these parallels between the roles of this tragic princess and the knight, both fated to disappear and die, respectively, and the story rewards these noble sacrifices even as it demands them b/c the author loves tragedy, b/c drosselmeyer's also trying to work within some conventions here to have a cohesive story and to allow enough hope in the story to motivate the characters and give everything enough stakes to really be effectively tragic (although he was also apparently writing characters who'd appear and then forever disappear on the same page, so. all to a degree lol). and yet the story and the people in it can also operate outside of drosselmeyer's Intent and Control and even knowledge of what all is a factor in everything going on, because that's part of his power, the stories and their characters become people who are real in the same way that people not from the story are real, and there's elements of who they were and are and can be that drosselmeyer didn't write. rue wasn't meant to sacrifice herself, edel / uzura wasn't meant to help the characters avoid tragedy, ahiru was meant to be powerless as a duck (and a regular girl), fakir was meant to be powerless or die, tbh mytho was probably meant to prevail in the end but also maybe drosselmeyer wouldn't've minded if the raven won And Also definitely wouldn't've minded if mytho going "well fuck this, i'll take out my heart again, regain it, kill you that time, then also kill myself" had been seen through which would've been decidedly ultimately tragic even if the prince also "won," and/or if the prince just kept getting stuck in these stalemates and having to shatter & regain his heart in an eternal loop (thinking of how mytho sure managed to like, phase Inside the raven magically via giant swan made of light (see: my theory that although that's very [tutu] visuals, tutu is also kinda Hope Embodied in this series, and we don't quite know whether original tutu's magic powers were different from the prince's magic abilities, or how, and i like to believe that mytho Can also manifest as a giant swan made of light) which was apparently only an option after he not only regained the capacity to feel hope but kinda had an actual feeling of hope kickstarted by ahiru, who's been and continues tapping into tutu's power as being so associated with / tied to Hope as a concept in general, so he presumably couldn't've done that move otherwise).
SO we're really meandering around here, by which i mean that i am, but so it goes. my point is!!! with All That in mind, and again reiterating how i opened that last paragraph before getting a little off track as always, i was thinking that it might not be Just A Coincidence that fakir is both the reincarnation of the knight / takes on the role of the knight, AND has drosselmeyer's magic writing powers in this completely separate matter of genealogy. (also, i'm sorry, but total tangent again: i'm not 100% on the timeline of things, but i'm like, okay, the raven comes into the real world, and the prince follows it, and then we know that this real world town had like, these killer raven attacks that could disappear an infant or kill a kid's parents. and i think we can suppose that rue and fakir happen to be pretty much the same age, and rue was kidnapped as a baby, so the raven was definitely around then, and fakir's parents were killed when he was like, a young kid but definitely not a baby or even a toddler, and rue was also running around and able to dance and only knew herself as kraehe until meeting mytho and wanting to give herself another name as just a human. so like....i'm bad at estimating ages but like, what, they're at least 5 when they meet mytho? maybe more like 6 or 7. the point is, so there were raven attacks for actual Years before the prince shattered his heart? and maybe mytho was fighting the raven in that perpetual stalemate for all those years, but probably he would've aged those several years if he existed outside the story's [Paused In Time] situation but still had his heart, since it's presumably his having Lost his heart that means he has no pulse and doesn't age and, you know, has lost his memories and emotions. and if we say it was like, at least 4 years or something, and mytho's like, ambiguously sort of Older Teen, say 16 or 17, idk (he's a baby still ;m; but also a fairytale prince, so) and you supposed he aged while out of the story And that he was out of the story and fighting the raven those several years before giving up his heart, that'd mean that when the book left off, he was locked in this deadly battle for the kingdom with the main villain as like, circa 11 years old or what have you. not outside the realm of fiction or fairytales, but still....but more so than that, idk, you'd think if there was this magic storybook prince around fighting the raven/s for years, full hearted and thus with his memories / sense of self intact, people would've been as aware of his presence as that of these killer ravens, and like, actually know who he is, as siegfried, and prior to there being this guy, mytho, who only fakir and co. and rue, out of anyone else in town, realize is actually this prince from a story that exists as a storybook in their world. which, i Guess it's possible that mytho was around outside the story for years before shattering his heart to seal the raven away, but also, seems like maybe instead it was years before he followed the raven out of the story and then once he did he pretty much immediately sacrificed his heart? not that the All Realities Narrator mentions a gap between the raven escaping the story and the prince chasing after it, but a) they also didn't specifically say that this didn't happen and b) maybe it was just some like, issue of jumping between dimensions basically, i.e. from the perspective of mytho in the story he did follow the raven out immediately, only to find that from the perspective of this other world, the raven had been an issue for years and c) maybe this difference in time was so that mytho would be dropped into more of an equivalent situation as he was in back in the story, where the raven had Also already been a problem for years in that story's universe, before the point where drosselmeyer has died and the story is left off unfinished. so here's mytho now entering this other reality, where even though he himself has just shown up after having battling the raven for years In Story (and then in stasis because the story was not able to progress in its own world), and is having to choose to protect these people who have not Just been introduced to the raven's attacks, but have been dealing with it for years as something that can and has killed people, just as was the case with the townspeople back in the world of the story.)
okay i apologize to the readers and to myself, no more tangents: what if!!!! it's not a fortunate coincidence that fakir has access to the powers of the separate roles of "the knight from the story" and "drosselmeyer's descendent in this world"!!!! What If!!!!!!!!! the knight's death, rather than being truly "useless," actually still counted as a sacrifice made in the hope of protecting others, and was thusly rewarded with some form of success, as other such sacrifices are rewarded both in the story of prinz und rabe, but also in the overall story of this series, aka princess tutu, although clearly in the end the Happy Ending comes from not only these sacrifices but the characters all protecting each other so that these ultimate self sacrifices don't need to be made (thinking of how often characters talk about wanting to protect each other, fakir being motivated to try Writing again after realizing all these other characters are doing their best to protect him, mytho saying he won't Give Up Again to ahiru (also tutu....just standing here staring at the wall like blair witch style that he never seems to have known that the duck was not only the version of tutu he'd been encountering but also ahiru who he was like "hey bestie :)" to in ep 14 before getting ko'd and never knowingly talking to her again haha scream that's just. that's fine!!! anyway rue could tell him but then again like, a little late. UNLESS they can just come back and visit?? i have some sense that there might have once been plans to make a season three for the series if possible way back in the day, yknow, when said series was being released, but i only "remember" this from Maybe someone's post from that 15th anniversary event and maybe, jonathan frakes voice, it never happened) referring to his intent to sacrifice his heart again as being that "giving up"......THE POINT BEING. maybe the knight's death was a sacrifice, and according the role that such sacrifices have, that sacrifice had some positive, helpful, protecting effect, and in this case, it was that the knight's reincarnation had these Other powers as well beyond the knight's role in the story, so that this knight could do more but protect mytho some but ultimately die in the effort with that death Supposedly being for nothing, aka the fact that fakir is related to drosselmeyer is thanks to lohengrin sacrificing himself to protect mytho, even if the circumstances of his death did not appear to, and were not intended by drosselmeyer to, have any direct benefit for anyone. did the knight somehow have conscious influence over his own reincarnation, or was it more like, these superhuman forces Rewarding the sacrifice / affording the knight this new chance at fate? could be either i guess!! (and was fakir born when the raven entered that world, or prior? he was as old as he was when he met mytho, had mytho Just shown up or did he really arrive just after the raven and had been fighting all the time and it's just that, for whatever reason, nobody else knew he was there? or they did, but once the raven was sealed away, maybe other people Forgot what had happened prior too, re: the prince and the Monster Raven anyways? since while people had known about the like, regular bird form ravens who killed people, nobody mentioned the big german abstract expressionism sky blocking raven who ate hearts.....and not like there wasn't people dying back in the story despite the prince's efforts (though that was related as well to like, people Definitely knowing the prince existed, and Despairing b/c he was so epic, actually) i don't know, it could be Either Way, i'm just wondering like, was fakir born prior to a character from The Story entering that world, or after? i feel like Maybe some timeline details might've been mentioned re: when the ravens showed up, but i don't remember. although i guess it's not impossible re: this theory that he was born beforehand but is still definitely the knight, and as i type this, i remember the whole "he's always had the birthmarks that identified him as the reincarnation of the knight" element, so it's Already True that whenever he was born, that was the case, aaand also i'm remembering that lohengrin died before where the story left off, and in that story's universe, idk, maybe years passed....and i Just was talking about how maybe the timelines / passage of time are not parallel and Aligned 1:1 between worlds here, so. point is! however it shakes out, lohengrin died for all intents and purposes Before fakir was born, who Is the knight whether or not he's really lohengrin's reincarnation, which he Could be, because lohengrin Was a human who Did die. so!!!!! (it's 6am....i've been writing this for hours lol. i prommy my thoughts would've been a Little more in order otherwise. possibly)
TL;DR: what if, rather than the knight's death being "useless" and his failing to protect the prince through being killed, it still counted as a sacrifice to protect mytho, and when you consider how this Theme of sacrifice is handled throughout the series, it would be in line with everything else if this sacrifice was rewarded even if the text of prinz und rabe / drosselmeyer did not consider this / recognize this to be a "successful" act of self sacrifice to protect the prince, and that reward was the knight's reincarnation Also being a descendent of drosselmeyer with a power that would allow him to protect people without being held to the knight's fate of being killed, rather than it being a complete unrelated coincidence that fakir is the knight And a person who just so happens to have the ability to write reality, thanks to being in the same family as drosselmeyer. what if lohengrin's sacrifice let him escape his own fate down the line and this time "successfully" protect the prince without having to die before the story finishes! it wouldn't change anything in the story as we know it and i think it'd be Thematically Resonant.
#that's#princess tutu#not playable trailer (2014) or part time (job)#''time to sit down and write probably a good handful of extensive paragraphs abt this for a little while. say an hour at most!!''#[smash cut to me typing these tags hours later. it's 6:30am. the sun is up. head in hands]#never know when it's time to think and post about this again#also i only remember so much of The Canon Lore so if there's info i missed here and mused about yknow. feel free to chime in#love how this series has so many quick / fleeting / One Time / vague / ambiguous mentions of pieces of information#so there's plenty of threads that are really intriguing and you're given enough glimpses to piece some other pictures together if you want#but nothing is really established with tons of certainty / precise in depth clarity in canon which gives you plenty of room to Interpret and#Extrapolate as we are doing here all the time#for example: lohengrin (Presumably the knight but! we don't even Know that 100% lol) was mytho's boyfriend. pensive#not to kin drosselmeyer but first of all: consider the drama of that :/ he did die tragically :/#second of all why not. third of all: see the mentions about tutu and the knight having these parallel roles in the story and beyond it...#and third point fifth of all well clearly tutu was his magical gf spirit of dance hope embodiment...#fourth of all idk the story's all ''look any and everyone is in love with the prince. it's kind of a problem actually'' lmao#not the first person to die by the raven monster for being too in love with the guy!! apparently!#mytho's gotta end up with someone completely Not From the story b/c his other dates in the story die or vanish :/#haha but seriously. and he can turn into a giant swan at will if his ability to feel Hope is all fired up. haha but seriously#well anyway! the point is this#everyone is always like ''wow the cringe and fail knight. way to die Uselessly 9_9'' about said knight#but what if! his death actually had this power and had a helpful; successfully protective impact on the story in a way no one was aware of#sorry for taking 10 paragraphs to say as much in there. w/the last several getting extra long....it is My Way#i am [epcot ball vine voice Mytho...] about pt lore lmao but i can still ponder other things. he's connected to all the others! bless him
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Twst MC Hybrid AU:
Charlotte the Elyrian
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“They call me many names: Elysian; Icarus; Queen of the Heavens. Where the sky’s the limit and nothing can ground you. And I’m it’s supreme Guardian.”
-Basic Information-
Name: Charlotte Luchessi
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: March 10th
Status: Alive
Hometown: San Angelique (aka the Floating City)
- A small village in the Overworld, it’s a fairy infamous place to those around. Known as a place where many live in harmony, it’s a gated community where every one who lives in it, hybrid or not, protect and cherish one another. Secluded by trees as well as a misty fog to repel outsiders and oppressors, etc. it serves as the only form of protection towards those within its walls.
Powers: Flight, Celestial Light, and Sound/Music Manipulation
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-Hybrid Information-
Hybrid: Elytrian
- As a hybrid with the power of flight, that is what Elyrians are. Gifted with wings since one can remember, Elyrians have the ability to fly to exceptional heights. The only downside: they can't wear heavy armor, can become claustrophobic and bleed more if crashed.
Additional Power: Clairvoyance
- Allows her to see into the future and can, rarely, go back in time to witness past events.
Weapon of choice: Sword of Helios
- Charlie possesses a sword that was gifted to her since her father’s untimely passing that can be used as backup if attacked by a major number of enemies. Also known to never be separated from its master; its origins are still unknown.
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-Appearance-
Eye Color: Pale Citrine (normal)
Bright Amber/White (when receiving visions)
Blood Red (Angered/Sadistic)
Hair Color: Dark Chocolate Brown
Hair Length: semi-straight with a gentle curl, reaches past her waist, always kept up into a ponytail and bow/scrunchie.
Skin tone: Ivory
Height: 5'6” (168 cm)
Weight: undetermined
Wardrobe:
- Guardian Armor/Uniform:
Her standard wear which consists of a magenta bustier that covers the top part of her torso and dark turquoise long sleeves. She wears high-waisted shorts with belts that wrap around her waist twice. Green and turquoise striped stockings and purple boots to finish, and her hair is tied into a high ponytail and secured tightly with a scrunchie bow.
- Casual Wear:
To disguise her hybrid appearance, Charlie wears a camo short sleeved shirt, dark skinny jeans and black combat boots. She hides her wings under her shirt, and lets her hair down to conceal her back even more.
Additions: she has a symbol of the three celestial bodies: sun, moon and star as a birthmark above her right shoulder blade and serves as the only link to finding her mother and siblings.
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-Personality-
Charlie is a warm-hearted, passionate and kind girl as is always her instinctive nature since birth. She takes care in keeping those around her happy, and keeping up with day to day things. Taught at an early age to be proud and independent, Charlie has self-esteem in handling tasks herself, which displays an ambition of self-reliance, even when she clearly needs some assistance.
Charlie has a very knowledgeable side to herself that is always seen. Like caring for others' happiness, Charlie is careful and analistic with her work. As a naturally fast learner and observant with the tasks at hand, Charlie takes exceptional pride with her academics and smarts. And the more rare, her beauty and sexual appeal. She half-feels self-conscious of her attractive looks, and despite what most say, she still feels that bitter self-consciousness.
Although, Charlie is, in most cases, easily startled or scared stiff, she has no problems with fighting and would proudly stand up to danger, even if she ends up getting hurt, for her friends. She also shows to be, and has proven, a capable combatant herself, with ten years worth of Hapkido under her belt, often using her cleverness to her advantage, and thinking outside the box during battle.
The more rare side of Charlie can be her anger or sadness. Rarely shown, as overshadowed by her sunny demeanor, her persona can grow into a meek, sensitive and frightened mouse or a sarcastic, territorial and sharp-tongued bitch. It's triggered through several things: reminders of her parents, being put in "her place" and knowing her "limitations" or anyone who doubts her and her abilities behind her back can cause Charlie to lose her calm composure and slowly turn into a devil woman. She doesn't hesitate to snap a comeback or call out at the person who tries to "challenge" her, and will hold her ground until she becomes victorious. Other times, she'll lose her courage and start to doubt herself, and believe she's not good enough. She can get very excited about fighting and in other cases, is quick to resort to violence as the solution when there's no other options or when her anger takes over. She won't hesitate to jump into action at defending the people she's grown to care for, if it means they're safe.
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-Background-
Charlie is the third-born child/second daughter to Cassia and Paul Luchessi. Ans youngest sister of Shawn and Elaine Luchessi. And like most, she had a normal childhood. Or so it was said.... Charlie may seem like someone who has no fear, but in reality, her courage is waning deep inside. From a young age, she was mocked mercilessly by her peers, being a Hybrid, and that her wings were the obvious elephant in the room. Charlie became vulnerable to their words and actions. But because of her friends protecting her, they had come together to protect each other due to their differences, and thus formed the hybrid girl group FORCE, an acronym with the first letter of their names.
As time had passed from the start of her child years to high school, Charlie had built her confidence through her training as a guardian, to skillfully use her powers and take on the legacy name of ‘Guardian’ from her parents after their disappearance when she was o my 16; pushing herself till she had reached the stage where she was ready to face the final frontier. Now, she became known as the girl with no fear.
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-Relationships-
(Will be developed later as the story goes on)
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-Likes and Dislikes-
Likes: • Sweets
- it’s a major weakness of hers.
• Literature and Theatre
- she’s a sucker for anything of classic storytelling.”
• Music (song & dance)
- Charlie inherited her own love of music since she could first sing and has honed her voice to match a sirens.
• Non-Blood/Blood Family
- losing what meant a lot to her had taken a toll on her emotional state and vows to protect any people she considers as her chosen family.
Dislikes: • Heights
-ironic, isn’t it? For someone who was meant to be powerful in the skies also hones a fear of it, too.
• People who loathe Hybrids
- she will slaughter anybody who dares cross her paths and she senses their immense hatred.
• Being lied to/manipulated/taken advantage of
-oh, Jesus, if she finds out she was used for personal gain, she won’t let you live to see the morning.
• family endangered
- anybody of her family being in pain causes her immeasurable pain and agony.
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-Trivia-
• she’s part European, and knows several languages by heart, but sticks to Italian mostly.
• she has four other friends in her neighborhood, whom altogether form a group that call themselves FORCE.
• her siblings, her brother Shawn and sister Elaine, are on the same level of power as she is. But Shawn has had more training experience than his sisters.
• she can also vogue, style her hair and create a perfect cat eye look with just one take.
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