#Not angry just disapointed

[hopetatic]

i had no clue i would draw him again. but well, what am i gonna do with 3 hours of newfound knowledge about this one arg? Nothing? AS IF

Close ups below

[lawboymagicshow]

the moment in MWWBK where sam learns that cas is the one that saved him from the cage. That he was looking for answers for a year and cas never told him, despite his prayers, that he can't trust that being soulless was an accident, has me chewing

[fraugwinska]

Hello Springflower~

*slams envelope on the table and stare you into your soul whispering*

Alastor x reader where reader is asking him to show off as a fake "couple" because of one sinner who just won't stop annoying reader. Al agreed to help his dear friend and it started of innocent and cute with hand holding, kiss on the cheek- when SUDDENLY he kiss reader (in front of the sinner ofc) INTENSE and when he just stops for a second to kiss her neck she's like: "Al...? He's gone."

And he is like: "how disapointing"~

And just GOES ON

*leaves a heart cupcake next to the envelope and runs away*

For you - anything, sweet summer child. This just flowed out of me, and I was kicking my own feet as I wrote it. So... Here you go ;> I sincerely hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️🦌❤️

Fake it 'till you Make it

The door slammed into it's frame with a bang so loud the glasses in it rattled. You panted, heart pounding hard in your chest as you tried to calm your erratic breathing. With shaking fingers you gripped the dark, wooden frame, so tight your nails scratched the furnishing off. You peered out of the yellow and red stained glasses, trying to identify the distorted shapes from the outside. Did he follow you? Was he still out there?

„What's...“

You felt a hand on your shoulder and reacted without thinking. You turned around with a shocked scream and whipped your arm out for a forceful slap. The sound reverberated around in the empty room as a slight stinging sensation ran through your palm. It snapped you back to reality and made you pause.

You blinked as your gaze went from your own, trembling hand, which now burned in an angry, red hue to a taupe face, the shadow of your handprint next to a wide, yellow smile. Your breath seemed to freeze as your eyes went up and finally met a pair of wide, burgundy ones.

"...the matter, dear?" Alastor finished, blinking before his face shifted slightly.

You stood speechless and frozen for a hot second, trying to recollect your thoughts before a tidal wave of emotion washed over your head. Embarrassment, followed by shock and, suddenly, by the sensation that started to build in your chest, the threat to bubble over in tears.

„Oh satan, Alastor, I-I'm so sorry. I, shit, I got you bad, I'm so sorry, th-there was.. and I was.."

You choked down another sob, words and feelings clogging up in your mouth. You rubbed at your stinging eyes, blinking away what you were trying desperately not to show. You thought it would have worked at least until Alastor's slender hands came up to wrap around your wrist and pull them away gently.

"Are you a singer, dear?" he chimed, his face unmoved, but his eyes softening a little. "Because that really was quite the hit! Ha ha!"

When you didn't join in his laugh, he immediately snapped out of it.

"But it seems my little joke was out of place, once again. What has you so rattled, little one?"

And this time, he actually made space and dropped the joke-y act, looking a bit worried. Which only added more pressure to the well in your chest. You squeezed your eyes shut to hold back any tears that tried to fight their way through, making yourself feel ridiculous.

"It's... there's this guy."

You swallowed sour spit down, licking your lips quickly before opening your mouth again, voice less shaky than you were feeling. "I saw him two weeks ago when I went grocery shopping with Niffty. He... he asked us for directions, I didn't know where the place he wanted to go was, and that was that. But ever since..."

Alastor's frown deepened. "Ever since then..?" he prompted carefully.

"...he kind of... pops up whenever I leave the hotel... he just shows up out of nowhere and asks me things. Follows me, doesn't listen when I tell him to leave me alone, doesn't know boundaries.." you balled your fists again, brows twitching down at the thought. "And today.. he tried to grab me, and I panicked, and I kicked him and he looked like..."

You looked back to the glasses.

"...it felt as if he was about to do something."

Alastor stared into you with these piercing eyes. It wasn't creepy, you didn't feel scrutinized or looked down on, and this wasn't the first time. Still, you felt that strange sense of unease in his intense gaze, like a cold hand was wrapped around your spine, running shivers down your back. It wasn't uncomfortable, per se, just... different. It had been months since you started your new job in the Hazbin Hotel as a bellhop, helping Charlie and Vaggie out in general. You weren't one to believe in redemption, but the work was easy, the residents nice and life, despite being dead, was good. It wasn't exactly peaceful, since living together with the radio demon sometimes had its challenges, but Alastor proved time after time that even if he could be quite eccentric, he was a good man deep down, funny and smart and interesting. Someone you could consider a friend.

That, however, didn't mean that he didn't spook you from time to time. He straightened his shoulders, brushed out imaginary dust from the sleeves of his suit, and when he spoke, there was an unmoving threat in his voice that he almost always hid behind his grins.

"He attempted to harm you?"

You furrowed your brows and stepped closer, leaving a little bit of space between you.

"I don't know... it felt like that. I didn't give it enough time to find out, I just ran back here."

"Smart girl.", he just commented, leaning over you to also watch the street through bulky glasses. You sighed and glanced out the windows. The sky had dimmed, red tinting the streets as it always did down here in the evenings. A few stray sinners stumbled along, either searching for a victim for the night or going home from their own sins. Still no trace of the demon. You could still feel the hot air of his breath on your neck when he bent forward. You grimaced at the thought of the stench of his sweat on the sleeves of your jacket.

"God... how am I going to go anywhere with him around?", you muttered to yourself, stepping back further and leaning against the table, burying your face into your hands. Alastor perked up at that. He tapped his cane against the floor.

"Oh, well I can't in good conscience allow my dear employee to fear the streets of the pentagram because of a silly pest."

You didn't catch his meaning. At least, not immediately. You shot a glance his way, giving him a skeptical look, furrowing a brow in confusion. "What do you-?"

He waved his cane, cutting you off, and put an arm around your shoulders. "I shall accompany you, then. When you need to go out, let me know and we'll show ourselves together. That sinner will get the gist then, I'm sure."

Your eyes widen. "Alastor, you're a genius!" you say with excitement as the thought slowly took root in your head, "If this creep thinks we're a couple, he might stay away."

"A what now?", Alastor asks, his smile faltering ever so slightly. However, his question was lost in your sudden enthusiasm, your excited rush of thoughts now loud and clear in your voice. "Then we should play the role in every aspect. We have to give off couple vibes, maybe show some PDA, nothing overboard, I know you don't like that kind of stuff, but holding hands might be believable enough. Oh, you're the best, Alastor."

"Yes, yes... so I've been told...", he replied with the usual giddy tone, although his voice sounded a little thick with white static.

You didn't pay much attention to it though, feeling a weight drop from your shoulders at the prospect of keeping the nuisance at bay. The whole idea might seem a bit strange to the others, but if it helped, why not?

***

"Well then, darling, ready to give the performance of your lifetime?", Alastor called the moment you exited the elevator. He was practically hopping over, grinning at you with a mixture of smugness, amusement and... something else. His smile grew, showcasing his pointed, sharp teeth with a flash. He was looking as dapper as always, dress coat neat and perfectly in place, cane ready at his hands - the radio demon as he breathed and lived.

"I hope so..." you muttered distractedly while straightening the hem of your uniform and peeking around the lobby. It was early morning and you had a not-so-short list of errands to run for the hotel. Alastor had been nonchalant about the trip when you asked him to accompany you last night, and you had half-assumed he had some matters of his own to tend to, or just flat-out backing out. But he just waved his hands and told you he'd be there at 8 a.m. sharp, which he was. In ALL the ways.

As it turned out the rumors of your plan must have traveled down the hotel grapevines fast and after a small bang and a hissed “Sssshhh!” from the left you saw the curious faces of Charlie, Niffty and Angel poking out the kitchen door, spying from afar and watching you and Alastor with bated breaths and loud-yet-shushed giggles.

"Don't tell me you're having a second thoughts on me accompanying you, dear.", Alastor stepped closer, wrapping his fingers around your hand in a tight grip, either oblivious to the audience or utterly non-fazed by them. You shook your head no, grimacing a little as your body tensed up in a bit of... concern. Not because of what you were about to do, no, it had everything and nothing to do with him and the... um. Hand. Touching.

"We can hear you, you know.", you hissed in the direction of the whispered squeals at his gesture, face scrunching up when a peal of giggling broke out and Angel audibly snorted through a quickly closed door. "Jus' be careful, tits, if 'ya go further than that with the oldtimer 'ya might need to buy some protection while 'ya out."

***

The plan was quite simple, but you guessed it had the possibility of either working like a charm or the idiot getting so mad, he could lose it and try something stupid.

Nevertheless, with Alastor on your side you didn't feel as paranoid and suffocated about leaving the grounds of the hotel. And his idea had worked out brilliantly so far. Not a single sign of your stalker, you had only met the usual faces on the main market road of the Pentagram City - maybe they stared a little more... okay, a LOT more, seeing you arm in arm with Al - and you ran into Angels' friend, Cherri Bomb, when you had to get some permits renewed. She had been friendly but extremely surprised and curious about since when you and Alastor, THE Radio demon were parading around 'like a pair of fuckin' newlyweds', in her words.

Alastor tried to brush her off with a monotone "What can I say? The good Lady just adores my presence.", squeezing your hand a little tighter, but his answer didn't satisfy her, so Cherri tried to pry into you, raising a brow and shooting you a smirk. "Al is a fun guy and interesting to talk to and spend time with. I like his company.", you shrugged, signing a paper, avoiding looking the cyclops into the eyes while you felt your ears redden.

It took her a good minute of blank stare, but when her grin slowly grew wider, you had no choice but to warn her with a hard stare and a small shake of your head. She rolled her one eye but she made a gesture of sealing the lips, still oogling the connection of your hands with impish delight.

At that moment you felt a squeeze on the hand, still in Alastor's grasp and his heavy stare from your right. His smile seemed fixed, a bit on the strained side, although his gaze remained cheerful.

"Everything wrapped up here, dearest?" he asked, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Almost done, just this document and the hotel can continue to serve alcohol. Husk would give me one hell of a shot if I'd forget that one."

You looked over to see if Alastor would pick up on the joke, but he was staring intently somewhere over your shoulder, so you just filed the form quickly and waved your friend goodbye. He quickened his steps, almost dragging you away as he paced down the street. You almost tripped over you own feet, trying to keep up with him.

"I think your persistent little pursuer has found us, darling. Don't look, just walk."

You sped up, also feeling a presence that had been on your heels a little longer than comfortable, a weighty silence behind your back. Still, as you rounded a corner, you just had to take a tiny peek and you saw, from the corner of your eyes, that the deranged looking coyote was gaining on you, still keeping his distance, his figure only a dark, moving smudge in the distance.

"Um... I guess now's a good time for a Plan B.", you said, halting in front of an antique shop.

Alastor's hand slid a bit lower, only his fingers curled around yours now, his warm touch tingling. "I'm thinking of it. Knowing your weak stomach, darling, bloodshed is out of the question?" he inquired, acting overly interested in a vintage gramophone showcased in the shop window and you snorted.

"You remember that?"

"Dear, it's hard to forget the amount of bile Niffty had to clean out of the dishwasher after you ran into my cooking...experiment."

"Not my proudest moment...", you laughed nervously, feeling cold sweat gather up on your back as you saw the rabid looking demon from the corner of your eye, creeping closer and closer. Alastor gave you a long, thoughtful look, before he spoke again, quietly and serious.

"Then let us both hope you'll stomach Plan B better."

Before you could think much, Alastor turned towards you, untangling his fingers from yours. His now freed hand cupped your cheek, and before you could say anything, he bowed down, tilting his head a bit to the side and gently pressed his ever-smiling lips against yours.

It was not your first kiss in your afterlife, but it might have very well been, seeing as your first response was an electric jolt up your spine. And this reaction wasn't even the weirdest part if the actual kissing part was just some peck. This wasn't a peck. A kiss with lips unmoving wasn't a kiss, it was more of a mouth-touching. This was something way more.

As surprising as the kiss was the tenderness with which he brought his lips to yours. It was gentle and yet so sensual that it sent small currents all over your skin, causing your eyes to close, goosebumps to form along your arms and a nervous flutter to erupt in the pit of your stomach. And maybe, maybe it lasted for just a fraction of the eternity it felt like, but if someone would have asked you later, you would swear he stole more than just a taste with the kiss. The slight push and pull between your mouths left the edges of your skin numb, the press of his smooth and heated mouth stirring up a peculiar feeling inside you that kept growing and rising and..

What was the reason for this again?

Oh yeah, your stalker.

Stalker.

You opened your eyes, seeing Alastor's burning red eyes fixated on something behind you, his expression intense with the hint of arrogance, a possessive smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. Something about that, the feel, the look in his eyes, made the back of your neck prickle. You blushed a little bit more but caught onto the reason the moment you realized what he was doing, trying to break the kiss to see where the coyote was.

You could only turn your head far enough to see the quickly shrinking silhouette of the demon vanishing in the distance, before Alastor brought his other hand to your waist, pulling you closer together, his tongue slipping between your lips, coaxing your lips to open again. Your own tongue responded and, together they mingled and twined with one another, sending the nerve-ending of your lips into a pleasant tingling sensation.

"A-Alas...tor...", you tried to get the words out as he nipped your lower lip, your eyes falling into those bright, heavy lidded ones of his, eyes which you couldn't stop looking into.

"He.. he's gone."

"Mh. Pity...", Alastor breathed with a soft hum, his chest rumbling at his words. His response had a mixture of sarcasm and amusement in it, but before you could properly ponder on them, your entire mind short-circuited when you realized he made no move to pull away.

Quite the opposite - with his hand sliding to your neck he pulled you onto his mouth again, deepening the kiss as his tongue slipped past your lips once more, completely shutting your mind down as a quiet, heartbreaking moan escaped your throat.

The fact that you two were in public, still standing in front of some store, all on display for anyone that might come down the road, didn't register in the haze that was slowly, so pleasantly slowly, forming. So lost were you in that fog of heat that the surroundings suddenly got distorted, leaving the alley, the store, the city completely. Your head spun at the sensations, a tremble raked across your nerves as your knees grew weak at the sound of his playful voice, echoing in the void you found yourself in.

"Let's draw it out a little more, darling, hm? Just to make sure."

[olderthannetfic]

My feelings about deleting fic stem from personal experience.

I once wrote a fic that I new was going to have niche appeal, but which ended up upsetting the entire tiny fandom. The fandom was small enough that everyone knew everyone, it was really more of a social circle. These were my friends and I'd written something that made them unhappy. They weren't angry with me or anything, but the general tone was politely disguised squick and a few "oh... uh... I did not expect that for these characters :(" comments.

So I orphaned it.

Ten years later, I deeply regret this descision. My unhappiness about the initial reception has faded and I'm proud of the fic itself, and the people who were disapointed with it at the time have moved on and it doesn't colour their feelings towards me or their perception of my more recent writing.

But I lost that fic from my profile, and I regret this.

I regret orphaning it, I wish I'd just switched it to anon to assuage my feelings at the time, but I'm very glad I orphaned instead of deleting.

In addition to my own experience here, I hear a lot of stories from people who deleted fic and then a decade or two later are angry with themselves beause the fic is now lost forever.

I hear very few stories from people who deleted fic a decade ago and still feel they made the right descision, and those stories are usually from people who were writing spitefic, spam, or other works deliberately created to disrupt the experience of readers. A few are from people who were dealing with a stalker or having massive hate campaigns launched against them, and they consider the fic itself an acceptable casualty of having to completely wipe and remake their online experience. They tend to technically regret having had to delete the fic, but the alternative was unlivable.

Almost no one who deletes fic because it isn't good enough or because they're having a mental breakdown or because they've swapped fandoms or because they got a handful of rude or disapointed comments or to get back at an annoying person who liked it or because they're embarassed of the subject matter is actually happy with their descision down the road. Nearly all of them regret deleting the fic eventually.

If you ever feel like deleting a fic, consider anoning it or putting it in an unrevealed collection until whatever your feeling blows over instead.

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[theriverbeyond]

I feel like the prevailing fandom opinion rn is that Alecto Is Just Angry i.e. "implacable or unceasing anger" but I keep thinking about this quote and how John totally glosses over his own anger-as-besetting-sin while basically condemning Alecto's, and. hm.

idk. thinking about how Alecto's actual in text reaction (via Harrow) to her own death/remaking was more like... despair? disapointment? "I still love you"? something about how Alecto must have woken up after her death, unwillingly new and hurting with it and the only other thing left in existence was someone who was so angry that he killed billions of people and also the entire solar system just to try (and fail!) to prevent a few hundred (?) trillionares from running away. thinking about soul permeability. "She was a monster the moment you resurrected her, and you went and made her worse"

[cacti-cuddles]

(Credit to @ costcochurros on X for the Google Sheet template)

This is what Sylus mains mean when we say that he's basically a P2W character. I could already tell that certain name wasn't appearing as much when cataloguing my whole wish history, but seeing the result layed out like this is really depressing. Other people have been comparing their rates and 11% seems to be the magic number.

Majority of those pulls are just 3 stars. This is what my 4 star pulls look like between LIs

If you want to clear content as a Sylus main or level up his affinity, you have to basically get every single one of his limited cards. With Caleb's upcoming release and no news of Sylus getting his missing content (and it looks like Caleb will be in the same boat of having 50% less than OG3), the drop pool is going to be even more diluted. The chances of pulling either of their cards are going to drop even lower.

Players have every right to be angry and disapointed. We're not asking for Sylus to have more content than other LIs, we just want him to have what others had at launch. We've heard all the excuses for why this is happening. "You'll just have to be patient, he'll get them eventually", "He's new so of course he has less content", "They couldn't make them due to production issues", "His release was rushed because of leaks". Paper doesn't seem to have any trouble pumping out limited cards every few weeks and Sylus isn't exactly new anymore. And the leak one is just blatantly false: it was only his teaser that was leaked, Sylus was always going to be released in July. People can glaze the company all they want, but Paper has had six months to fix this issue.

On a side note: can we also talk about how unfair bounty hunt is for Sylus. In order to get materials to level up those few memories you manage to scrounge up, you'll have to farm all three different crystal hunts. There's not enough exp bottles and gold to "waste" them on other LIs and all the yellow, purple and red crystals are collecting dust on your account.

[baylz]

CHAPTER ELEVEN: static

main masterlist | now playing: I Know It's Over by Jeff Buckley

She hasn’t seen Eita in a long time.

When she saw him for the first time in forever at Mika and Daishu’s wedding, she didn’t even try to look at him. Their conversation mostly consisting of how are you and hope you’re doing well, it was the kind of thing you most hear from relatives you never seen before.

Normally, she had a lot of things to say. She was the kind of person to make things seem a little lighter with her words, spewing out anything that came to mind. It was easy to talk to people.

But now, browsing from aisle to aisle with Eita two steps ahead of her, she had nothing to say. Her mind was blank, mindlessly following behind him as they observed each bundle of flowers. “I like this one.” He’d occasionally say and she would simply nod.

The silence was static. It was almost agonizing. She felt herself zoning out every so often and the jingle of the front door opening and closing would snap her out of it. Her body was oddly tense and she didn’t know she had been clenching her teeth until her jaw became sore.

Moments like this made her think of how it was like to be with him. Talking with Eita was never easy.

She remembers a time when they were dating. He had forgotten her birthday and he showed up at her doorstep, unannounced with flowers and a card in his hands.

It was the evening and she was in her birthday dress, it was pretty and in her favorite color. “You look beautiful.” Her mother said when she tried it on. She wished Eita had said the same when she first opened the door, stare in awe because she did her a little hair different today, and notice how her lips were shinier than usual.

Except, he didn’t do anything of that. He didn’t compliment or notice a thing about her.

His expression remained blank, unwavering. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, almost too embaressed to say the words out loud.

She took the gifts into her arms.

“Are you upset with me?” He asked and she didn’t know how to answer. It was a mix of things, disapointed that he wasn’t the first person to call and wish her a happy birthday, sad that he missed her party, and angry for forgetting in the first place.

When she didn’t answer, he affectionately squeezed her arms and brought himself down to her level as if she were an unreasonable child. “You like the flowers and the card, don’t you?”

There was nothing that stood out about the birthday card. It was clearly purchased from the store and, compared to all the birthday cards she had written him over the years, there was no thought put into it. She didn’t voice that, though, and opened it to see if he had written anything inside.

It was just a simple happy birthday message that already came with the card. There was no sign of his handwritting. No heartfelt message. Nothing.

Eita cringed, “I didn’t have a pen with me, but aren’t the flowers pretty?”

“These are roses, Eita. I’m allergic.” She uttered, completely defeated. Her eyes grew watery and she couldn’t differientate it as tears or an oncoming allgeric reaction to the plants.

Eita stopped her before she could storm back into the house and she squirmed in his grasp, “Eita, stop, please, I—”

“Okay, okay, okay, I’m sorry Y/n, okay? I’m really sorry. I promise, tomorrow I’ll make it right, okay? Just—” His hold on her was tight, bruising and desperate,”—please don’t turn your back on me.”

She wanted to say something. To yell. To push him away and slam the door in his face. But, he was making an attempt to make things right. This should’ve been enough, right?

The roses were dangling at her side. Despite them not being good for her, she couldn’t let them go.

Maybe that’s how she felt about Eita.

“Okay, I won’t.”

The door jingled as another person entered the shop and Y/n blinked back the memory. Eita was no longer in front of her, she looked around to see that he had stopped infront of a batch of flowers.

“These are perfect,” He said, tracing a delicate finger over the paper-like petals, “Hana loves peonies.”

Y/n came to his side. The flowers were as bright and big as Hana's personality and it dawned on her that he truly was capable of remembering such a thing.

NEXT CHAPTER

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[lilith-is-off]

So I get it that Harumi's redemption and Lloyd forgiving her in crystalized was too fast for many people, but I do belive that there may be a reason.

Why did he forgave Harumi quickly, but was angry at Garmadon for a long time?

Garmadon was an adult and his father - he had a lot of family issues with both him and Misako - one of them disapointed him in many situations while the other one abandoned him as a very small child. He was an adult that was at fault for his issues. Harumi was a teenager just like him - her problems also were on family grounds as her bio parents died during the GD attack when she was very young, and her adoptive parents didn't treat her well. Lloyd understood her on a certain level and believed that she has a good side. We don't know how many hours passed from the final battle to the rebuilding of the monastery as they may have another conversation as well. The whole reason for him to forgave her is bc of problems that are somehow similar. His feelings for her aren't as important as people like to make them be.

[dana-chan-the-control-brain]

Dear goodness, I thought Gemini and Taurus were going to smite Lunar 😅😂

Break up and now imprisoned. Was not expecting Rez to show up. This villain arc is juicy and I want more.

I’m so surprised Gemini didn’t give up on Lunar, though, I guess I just kind of expected that after what went down with Nexus.

Castor has always been soft on Lunar.

I know the Astrals don't have emotions like organics like Lunar do.

However, I do think that their affection for Lunar is genuine. It's different then how Lunar or others can comprehend it.

Because let's face it, Lunar legit hurt their feelings when they called them an emotionless being.

I always think that they do experience feelings. But in a different way then we do.

Why else would Gemini get so angry or disapointed with Lunar if they didn't care.

And this is about the..... what? FIFTH TIME? Gemini has talked to Lunar like an adult.... but Lunar is not ready to be treated like one. Lunar says he's not a child or a kid... but he is vastly immature due to how he handles these types of situations.

I know Lunar can't turn his emotions off like a switch (no matter how he tries) and Gemini doesn't want him too. They said many times they like what makes Lunar, Lunar.

The point of the whole conversation was that they Didn't want Lunar to turn off his emotions (even if he took it that way.. the idiot) but they just wanted Lunar to let go of his anger.

Eclipse is far away and not hurting him. He just has to not care for him to not hurt him anymore. Life goes on without him

But nah. Lunar just has to be the specialist little boy and the protagonist. And has to hate Eclipse forever.

Lunar's villain arc makes far more sense then Nexus and I wish we got it sooner because he's always kinda been a spoiled brat and it feels like the family and the others are seeing that darkness and grudge on him that he just can't and won't let go.

AND DID ANYONE NOTICE LUNAR QUOTED N!MOON'S SAME EXACT WORDS OF THE MOMENT HE WOKE UP AND DIDN'T HAVE A PURPOSE AND ECLIPSE WAS HIS PURPOSE GEEEEEEE ALMOST LIKE IT'S A CYCLE OR SOMETHING OR LUNAR IS EXPERIENCING NEGITIVE EFFECTS OF NSP HARNESSING HIS MORE VIOLENT EMOTIONS.. HMMMMMMMMM

[sardix]

WOTFI 2024 Bingo results

If you didn't know @midnight1nk created a bingo map! (You can find the original post here). With these peoples ideas: /midnight1nk, /Sardix (me), @34saveme34 , @time1srunout , @porschas-palette , @yullalightk , @Nicc

Anyway, here are the results (and yes i am aware the picture looks a little off with colors but it's a printed out wersion with stars as stickers) + screenshots from the moments that I felt counted or not. And a reminder I was going off of the description of spaces and not their names. (However, If I put something in the wrong place tell me and I will fix it :), I am also always up for discussion)

Sadly we did not get Bingo but there will be plenty oportunities in the future

1. Mario ruins the show! (He did the final blow)

2. Karma (they did beat him although he didn't become something like Leggy)

3. Mr. Puzzle having a grudge against Smg4 - (I think this counts?)

5. It's gotta be perfect (IGBP) - (it wasn't really mentioned BUT this monster was present + the whole hate Smg4 gets that played an important role in IGBP) (add Photos from IGTBP)

6. Freak Show - it wasn't really said but they all got a whole makeover for the carnival show

7. Carnival-themed rap - this one doesn't need explaining (also it was a banger, I cannot stop listening to it)

8. The Bell tolls - I don't know if this counts or not, but I decided to put it here because there is like A LOT of "death" during the minigames. (I could put all the moments in here because of the picture limit)

9. Merch - I mean, it was gonna be for 100%; this time, tho mostly Mr.Puzzle teamed, which makes sense seeing his popularity in and outside the fandom.

10. Sacrifice - Meggy getting saved by Smg4 by using Mario (also my theory about Smg4 after the IGBP whenever angry getting suddenly super strong physically works, because he was FAST and you could see in his eyes the determination to not let any of his friends die again)

11. Meggy confronts - she does, in fact, confront him but doesn't really scold him for his wrongdoings. Still, I think that the interaction counted.

12. Brand new look - as shown before most of the cast gets a makeover, which are new look carnival-teamed

13. Puzzle Tune - it appears at the very beginning of the first song that Mr.Puzzle sings as Smg4 and Mario are in the boat

Now the stuff that I think didn't count and why:

1. Past arc or trauma - the trauma from past arcs wasn't mentioned unless you count Smg4 hate comments. Or Mr.Puzzles past but that's not really mentioning past arcs.

2. Park destroyed - it wasn't destroyed like Wren's lab, just got closed

3. Puzzles backstory - we got a scene where what was already shown in the Didney episode was explained; we didn't get any new info from the one we already knew.

4. Not so different - sadly, a scene like this does not happen no matter how much I wished it did. ( it sounds too good to be true.) BUT it may happen in the future.

5. (Ending) twist - Mr.Puzzle didn't reveal that he was behind the 2023 WOTFI, and I don't think Leggy 2.0 counts as a character foreshadowing, although Marty the cardboard became an actual character, so we never know.

6. Star Rating system - suprisingly it is never out right mentioned, Mr.Puzzle only mentions the destruction of his show.

7. Tenner tunnel - which I assume is just the tunnel of fun, but since it never is really shown, we cannot know for sure. It only kinda appears in the background

8. Smg4 kids - they didn't even appear in the background, so...

9. Puzzles dies - it is not his time yet, and it appears he has yet to play some really important roles in the story.

10. You saved me - to probably a lot of fans disapointment with Smg3 under control we did not get to see them interact other than fighting (Smg4 and Smg3).probably becouse of the movie being a litle shorter than usual (less than 30 minutes if you take out the merch talk) we did not get a scene with them even reuniting after being freed from the hypnotic state.

11. Dynamic change - some people would probably say that the dynamic between Mr.Puzzle and Meggy changed but from the beginning, we could see that deep inside she wanted to help or a part of her, and I do not mean Leggy (although I suppose it could count but for now I'm leaving it here)

12. Leggy's flag - honestly I'm not sure if it even appears, but it definitely did not play an important role

Bonus: They remembered the video where Smg4 became the clown king, aka where it was never resolved, so I think now it is officially canon and not just a one-time joke. (Please tell me I wasn't the only one who joticed that)

Well, would you look at that? We got 14 out of 25, not a bad score, I must say! And I'm sure we can't wait for what will come in the future

[beetlewine-art]

Okay, i've been thinking a lot about "The Bride of Frankenstein" as a character in the original novel, and something i see people mentioning a lot is that Victor could have just made the Bride sterile if he was so afraid of the two monsters reproducing. But i have to say, even if he did finished the Bride, let's call her Elsa to make things easier, and sterilized her by not giving her an uterus, things would still end badly, for him, the Monster and the Bride.

Let's ignore the big posibility of Elsa not liking her intended husband, The monster/Adam. Because one of the reasons why Víctor decided not to finish Elsa was because he realised that just because he made Adam a bride, it didn't mean that she will like him.

But let's say that the two creatures get alone great and fall in love with eachother, that Elsa is happy with being Adam's wife, so Adam keeps his promise and leaves Victor and Elizabeth alone, runing away with Elsa.

There is a big posibility of them eventualy wanting a child of their own. Adam's (very limited) knowledge of women comes from the Bible, he knows that the union between a man and a woman usually leads to them having a baby, and i don't think he would be oposed to having children. Since he asked Víctor to make him a Bride so he wouldn't be alone anymore, he might see kids as something that naturaly comes with having a wife.

Now, Adam could bring this up to Elsa and 2 things could happend:

1) Elsa wouldn't be on board, she could love Adam very much but still not want kids for whatever reason and this could make Adam angry/disapointed. They could still be toguether or they split, and if the second happends, then Víctor's fears of having two lonely monsters to deal with comes true. This might even lead to a Lilith/Eve situation where Adam looks for Victor again and demands another bride, one that is willing to have kids with him.

2) She could totally like the idea of having a kid with Adam and becoming a mother, Adam is happy and both of them are exited. But after a while, they are still childless and decide to look for Victor again. Now, Víctor could either tell the truth saying that he chose to make Elsa unable to have kids or he could lie and say that for whatever reason, they couldn't have kids.

Imagine how angry and heartbroken Elsa would be after hearing that the choice of having a child was striped away from her, just because her creator didn't like the idea of having more creatures around. Her and Adam might demand that Víctor "fix this" by making them a kid or could take revenge on Víctor by killing Elizabeth like in the original novel. Even if Víctor lied about why they can't have kids, nothing is stoping the couple from demanding that he makes them a kid or two. How many kids would they want? 2? 4? 6? How many kids would Víctor have to make for them?.

I think my point is clear right? Removing the Bride's ability to have kids doesn't remove the posibility of things not working out for her and the creature, even if they end up liking eachother and chose not to have kids regardless if they can or can't have them. They will still be outcasts and will be seen as monsters by society, life will still be dificult even if they have eachother and nothing guarantes that their relationship will last.

Victor might not have considered all this scenarios but what he did consider was enough to make him realise two things: The Bride will have a mind of her own, she'll have agency just like The Creature, and there is no actual guarante that she will want to be the Eve to his Adam. And he would be making the same mistake twice, playing God and bringing life to something that shouldn't be alive in the first place, a creature that will most likely be miserable because it doesn't fit in society.

There is a reason why the movie "Bride of Frankenstein" ends the way that it does.

[shoobie-doobie]

How I Think Tmr Characters Deal W/ Their Anger

Newt: Very angry just doesn't show it. Definately the type to bottle it up for the sake of the people around him. Occasionally loses his composure and snaps at people, but nothing more. When he got the flare all of his unspoken anger and frustration just came to the surface.

Thomas: Very paitient and slow to anger, but gets really angry when he does get angry. Shows his anger through actions rather than words. Angry mostly by provocation.

Gally: Very angry and shows it constantly. If Gally is angry you know about it. Quick to anger, but also quick to back off if you give him time.

Minho: Easy to anger, but doesn't get super angry. Most often snaps at people or tells them off. Very cool angry, not a shouter.

Teresa: "I'm not mad I'm just disapointed" (Is mad just doesn't want to say it). Very quiet when she's mad. Definately cries when she's mad.

Brenda: Uses her eyes to tell you she's mad. Avoids talking to the person who has made her mad at all costs. If confronted, swears a shit ton.

[lixiesstorys]

You are loved, Chan-hyung - anxiety series part 1

trigger warnings: anxiety/panic attacks, overworking, fear of not being loved/enough, selfharm I will mark the points that include selfharm like cutting or something like that but please take care of yourself!

scared/hurt one: Chan

Comforter: complete skz I guess

Chan always fought with the fear of not being enough or loved. Not working enough. That those he loved didn't love him like he did. And with being the leader of Stray Kids it definitely wasn't getting better...

Please note it again: especially with those fanfictions that include selfharm and mental health: IT'S IMAGINATION. IT'S NOT TRUE. Now enjoy <3

Chan glanced at the clock and froze. 2am shit! Minho would kill him if he found out. But he had to finish that. The song had to be perfect first and after that he would give himself a little break... maybe. So he sat down again, but he couldn't focus properly. No wonder that no one is able to love you! They barely see you. But then was there the other voice But they have to rely on you, Chris! You have to work more or else they can't trust you! You carry the group and if you let the others down by deciding going home now only because you're lazy they won't like you more. And as most of the times, Chan listened to the second voice.

Around 5am he was done. The song didn't sound perfect but way better and he couldn't stay longer, or else the members would find out. He grabbed his back and went out of the studios. It was still dark when he came home silent, trying not to wake the others. Chan just wanted to go upstairs, when someone cleared their throat behind him. Suprised the leader turned around. Minho stood in the kitchen. And he looked angry. Very angry and... disapointed? "WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU CHRIS?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!!" Chan flinched under Minhos yelling. He never called Chan 'Chris' expect when he was really angry. "Sorry" Chan mumbled, avoiding to look Minho into the eyes. "Look at me while I'm talking! You won't come home that late ever again! Understand?!" with that, the dancer turned around and stormed up into his room. Chan stood there and felt like a child that was yelled at. See? whispered the voice now he is angry at you. It's all your fault!

After that, he didn't have the strenght to go up. He just sat at the couch for an hour. Soon after he sat down, Felix came in the living room. He looked like he fell out of the bed, his hair was messy and his eyes sleepy. To his suprise looked Chan like he was awake since... wait. "You were in the studios the whole night, weren't you?" Chan just looked at the ground. "Can you please not yell at me? Minho took care of that part". Felix sighed. "Just look more after yourself yeah?"

The next two weeks he was a bit better with those late nights in the studios. He didn't want an upset Minho again, so he looked at the clock every thirty minutes. But he felt guilty. You're letting yourself down! Soon you won't work anymore and JYP will disband you! YOU. HAVE. TO. WORK. MORE. But as soon as he worked more, Minho and the other members were upset. "You work too much!" "We already forget what you look like" "You're killing youself with that!" "You're going to burn out" "You don't have to work that hard". But they didn't understand. They wouldn't like him, if he would be more present in their life. He would only be a burden. They would be so annoyed of him. Jeongin was already annoyed when he was there. And that was when he realised that. No matter what he did, the others didn't like him. No matter what he did. They would NEVER love him the way he loved them. He would never work enough, be there enough. Just be enough. He never was. And those thoughts gave him the rest. The first shaky sob came out of his throat and soon he was trembeling while sob after sob escaped his lips. He sat down on his bed. His eyes darted around the room. It was too much. Too much panic, too many emotions. He had to relief that on something, someone.

TW: C$TTING/SELF HARM

his eyes stopped at the cutter knife on his desk. He had used it to cut a carton and forgot to bring it back to the kitchen. He didn't - no he COULDN'T - think and just took the knife. When he saw the first cut on his left shoulder, saw the first drop of blood, felt the pain rushing through his body, he felt relieved. That is what you deserve! You deserve to bleed! You don't deserve the members. You don't deserve to be here. Other cuts followed the first, some deeper some a bit less. It wasn't anything life threatening but still wounds. He was still sobbing hard but he wasn't in panic anymore. And then the guilt started to rush over him.

From here self harm will be mentioned but it won't be done anymore. So it will be explained, but he is not harming himself anymore. They talk about the wounds

And that was, how Felix found Chan. Felix came into their dorm and stood dead in his tracks. His friend was sitting on his bed sobbing violently and hold his left arm which seemed to bleed a bit. And next to him a cutter knife. Felix eyes grew wide. No! No that couldn't be! His lovley, kind and happy leader, who told everyone not to harm theirselves, not to relief stress on themselves cut himself?! His thoughts started to race. Why? Why would his friend do that? And what should he do?

Chan seemed to notice Felix, because as soon as he looked up, he started to cry harder than before, if that was even possible. "I-Im so... so s-sorry L-lix! I'm-I'm a bad p-person, I don't... don't deserve t-t-to be he... here!" Felix barely understood him. But no matter what he said. Chan needed help. He needed a friend. So Felix just walked to Chan, sat down next to him and pulled him in a tight hug. "sshh, it's okay Channie, it's okay. I'm here, I'm here" then he turned his head and yelled as loud as he could (it was pretty loud): "MINHO, CHANGBIN, HYUNJIN, HAN, SEUNGMIN, I.N, COME UP HERE!!! FAST!!!!" not even a minute later all the other members stood in the room, panting. "Wha-what happend? Why did you yell like tha- What's wrong with Chan-hyung?" Changbin asked looked at their leader. "I'll explain, but can someone bring me a first-aid-kit first?" Felix asked. Hyunjin turned on his heel and left the room only to come back with the kit. "And I think it would be smarter if only Minho and Changbin stay. I'll tell you everything, but with for Channie..." Felix stroke Chan's hair who was still crying. The others exchanged worried looks but in the end everyone expect Changbin and Minho left. "Now, what's wrong?" Minho asked but he got answer as Felix rolled up the sleeve of their leaders T-Shirt to clean the wounds. The both older members gasped in shock which made Chan burryieng his head into Felix shoulder. "I'm s-sorry, I'm so-so sorry!" he cried. Minho shook his head one time before he sat down on Chan's other side. "It's okay Channie-hyung, I'm not mad. But I have one question: why?" Changbin nodded as he sat down next to Minho. "I-I don-don't des..deserve to be h-here. I d-deserve to...to bleed" Felix, who was still cleaning the small cuts said "he said he is a bad person when I came in". Changbin looked at the wounds "are they deep?" Felix shook his head "more like papercuts"

After Felix was done and Chan calmed down a bit, Minho started to speak: "About what you said Channie: of course you deserve to be here and to be our leader. We love you! This wouldn't exist without you. You are not a bad person and you don't deserve to bleed! How did you come to that idea?" Chan looked at the ground "I dunno. I just feel like I'm always too much or never enough, no matter what I do. When I'm in the studios too long, you are angry at me, but as soon as I'm here, I'm too much and too clingy. I just feel like a burden..." the others looked at each other, guilt in their faces. "Channie, we... we never meant to sound like that. We just want to protect you from burning out. And you're not clingy. It was always meant to be joke. We never wanted to hurt you. And you'll never be a burden for any of us, okay?" Changbin looked at him softly. "So you all love me?" "Of course! We love you and you are enough, just the way you are!" Hyunjin said, who came in again, with the maknaes and Han right on his heels. "I'm sorry Channie-hyung, I never meant to let you think you are clingy with looking weird at you when you hug me" I.N said looking sadly at his hyung. "Now, a big hug for Channie? What do you think?" Seungmin anounced and pulled all in a group hug. "Just promise us you will never do that again! And stop apoligizing!" "I'll never do it again, sorry..." Some members laughed, some rolled with their eyes, but whatever they did: they loved their leader just as much as he loved them and he knew that now.

END

Whoa, that was hard and definetly NOT short. Normally I don't write about sh, except when I think about c$tting again and Chan has to suffer from it (I'm sorry Channie). So it was a bit different, but I hope you liked it. Next part of my anxiety series is Minho! Hope you look forward to it <3

[pearlescentparade]

MOREVWINGEDSTAFF AND RIVAL READER. HUZZAH

I think that the moment Wingedstaff finally understood you was when they started to flirt with you and gauge your reaction and see that your not actually as suave and cool as you make yourself out to be. You act like your hot shit all the time but the minute he flirts back you get all flustered and jittery. Not in a over the top way its not glaringly obvious, its actually pretty subtle. you try to play it off but Wingedstaff found a moment of vulnerability and immediately pressed down on it, good for him.

Its so satisfying to him to watch someone who he previously found so infuriating and unreadable suddenly become so understandable to him, he's honestly a little disapointed in himself because he should figured out your true nature a long time ago.

You think everythings a game, you throw yourself into being a magical girl because its the only source of entertainment in your life. Because your life away from all the flash and sparkle is lonely and boring.

You havent been given any romantic or even platonic attention, its why your detached from other people, its why you dont care who you endanger or hurt. Humor is a common coping mechanism so of course you never treat anything seriously!!

But what he really takes a note of is how you pretend to be shallow. You pretend like there is nothing to you other than snark and the general need to be annoying, you dont really show the full range of emotion that most normal people have, he's never seen you upset or actually angry or even scared. You treat yourself as much of a joke than you do everyone around you but you're obviously so much more under than the facade you put up.

When he starts to date you its to know what your actually like deep down, and slowly, he watched your walls crumble as your small moments of vulnerability and genuineness reveal so much to him. He even catches you acting less violent and rude when your out in your magical girl form, so clearly he's impacting you in some significant way and he feels a bit flattered by it. You showing him what your actually like deep down just warms his heart, its so painfully cute and endearing to him and before he knows it he's falling for you, he doesnt hate it though, not even a little bit.

-🍊🍨

eveyrtime u send in winged m staff x reader it feels like youre beating me with a barbed wire bat and im begging you to stop THERES SO MUCH HELLO IM ?? SHOCKED SOMEONE WOULD WRITE SO MUCH FOR HIM??? /vpos /silly

ough,,,, reader whos always been seen as a joke with winged staff who counters your deflections with serious and genuine responses and it throws you off SO much LIKE HE MAKES U FEEL LIKE SOMEONE WORTH LISTENING TO,, winged staff said "i could fix them" n by the swords he mfin did.

[hopefultrashmilkshake]

The explosive and The Soft

WARNINGS: Smut, Angst, Unprotected Angry-Loving-Make up P in V sex, Pet names such as: Baby, Teddy Bear, Use of Y/n. Enemies to Lovers, Spoilers

Info: In this AU, Bakugo is half german half japanese, He's 25. And you, yes I chose for you, Are the neice of Oboro Shirakumo, You have his quirk, I thought it'd be cool. Bakugo being half german comes in handy with your hero name.

Katsuki Bakugo was the number one hero in japan, Quirk Cluster. He was an explosive, and hot headed hero,, But he never thought that he'd fall for the sweet, and kind number two hero who'm he had hated since U.A, The reason he hated her so much was because of her kindness, which he had thought was annoying til the day he had to work with her.

"HEY, Cloud girl! You focused?" He shouted loudly. "You could be quieter, You know, And my hero name is Frigg, Since you never call me Y/N, And Yes, I am focused." You looked at him, Slightly annoyed. "Whatever, Come on, We finished patrol, I have spicy ramen waiting in my apartment, We're closer in distance to there then the agency." He started walking quicker then you could respond. "HEY! Slow down!" You rushed towards him, Walking beside him. "Wait for me next time, Dynamight." You looked at him. "Trust me when I say that there won't be a next time since I'm partnering with you anymore, Frigg." He stated as he adjusted his gauntlets. "Oh, Come on! Really? What happened to the duo from U.A!? During the I-Island expo me, you, and kirishima worked together to defeat idiots!" You say disapointed and confused. "My quirk works fucking great with yours, I can make clouds to hide you before you explode shit, Goddamnit!" You stopped walking. Katsuki stopped walking in shock at your outburst, He seemed suprised at you curses. "What did you just say?" He asked as be turned to look at you. "You heard me, Goddamnit! I'm sick of you of being distant and cold to me! You always act like I'm a peice of gum stuck in your fucking hair! Like I'm a fucking inconvenience to you!" "Ever since the war you've been so fucking rude to me, Like I'm the one who killed you and crushed your goddamn heart! I'm fucking sick of it, And I want you to tell me why!" You crossed your arms. He stood there still in shock before answering "Oh, come on, I've always fucking hated you since our first year, You know that." "Bull-fucking-shit! You've been more angry and distant, and I don't fucking like it." You stated as you looked at him with a slight scowl. "I don"t have to fucking answer you if I already gave you a reason." He crossed his arms. "That is not the real reason! I just want you to tell me, SO TELL ME, GODDAMIT! WHY ARE YOU SO DISTANT?!" You shouted angrily. "BECAUSE ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WHEN I DIED WAS YOU, GODDAMNIT! I COULDN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU AND YOUR FACE AS YOU AS DEKU OR AIZAWA TOLD YOU, I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IF YOU'D MAKE IT LONG ENOUGH FOR SOMEONE TO TELL YOU!" He stared at you, breathing heavily "YOU DON'T KNOW HOW RELIEVED I WAS TO SEE YOU ALIVE WHEN I SAW YOU ALIVE AND BREATHING, THE ONLY THAT MADE ME WANT TO FUCKING DIE AGAIN WAS SEEING YOU IN SHITTY HAIRS ARMS BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T USE YOUR FUCKING QUIRK TO MAKE A CLOUD TO SUPPORT YOU DUE TO BLOOD LOSS!" You stood there in shock "Huh?" You looked at him, You've never seen him so angry and sad at the same time.

Pt 2 coming soon.

[jingyi-ma-boi]

Yunmeng Twin Heroes' complicated dynamics

So, my tags in one of the last posts I reblogged got a little out of hand and were long enough to deserve their own post, cause, even if I was commenting on other people’s meta and headcannons I ended up 'writing' my own. If you click on the link, you'll see that @featherfur's post was all about the post-canon chengxian feels of seeing the changes in each other while not being able to directly participate in each other's lives. Go read that. It's a bit long, but it's worth it. The angst of seeing somebody you love(d) being so similar yet so different from what you remember, and thinking knowing that you do not get to be a part of their lives like you'd want to hits just right.

However, I don't think that level of 'deep yearning to be able to love each other like they once did' is everything there really is. To me, there’d be a point in post-canon where they do feel like that, but they would resent each other often and even feel something akin to hate as well whenever their feelings regarding everything that has happened in canon got too much to bear.

Now, you can go on reading what I think their emotional journey towards reconciliation would be like, or you can just skip to the end, where I’ve put a TLDR. You’ll get the general idea but if you want to dive into the complexity of their feelings, keep reading (please, I’d love for other people to read and discuss this with me, or give their thoughts at least T.T).

We all know how JC feels about everything WWX has done and how he blames him. For all that the fandom pegs him as someone who doesn’t know how to express his feelings other than through anger, he's actually pretty aware of them and lets himself experience them (although not in a healthy way, re: being angry most of the time). Meanwhile, WWX has always been incredibly detached from his emotions —that's why it takes him so long to realize he's been in love with LWJ since their teens— because 1) he's been raised to think that his value lies not on him as a person, but on him as a protector that has to right all his wrongs to everybody around him because of filial duty, life debts, and class differences; and 2) he doesn't think he deserves feeling them, as a result of that.

And although I'm all for the chengxian feels and the fluff of Yungmeng Jiang' bros reconciliation, (really, I love that trope) I don't see it happening organically.

Listen here, I'm talking from personal experience. You can feel enormous amounts of longing, missing the closeness you once had with someone who hurt you deeply, and resent that person at the same time. It seems obvious, but it’s the kind of obvious thing that needs to be reminded. In a situation like this, you can, and will, get bursts of anger at that person for everything they did and everything they didn't do. You hate yourself for missing them because you have all the right to be angry at them, and disapointed and sad, and you shouldn't be missing them nor contemplating the possibility of going back to how things were once. You can be glad to see that they are doing well in their new life and be jealous that it is not you who they're sharing all these new experiences with, while you're watching awkwardly from the sidelines, letting the guilt from the swarm of contradictory emotions eat at you, because at the end of the day it doesn't matter how you feel. What matters is the facts. What you did. What THEY DID.

I see JC going through a mix of less complicated emotions at first. After canon, where he scowls at WWX with anger at first, the underlying pain gains a new companion. A feeling of sadness that drives JC to avoid WWX in the same way that the latter’s pain and guilt drives him to avoid his shidi. WWX, on the other hand, would take the longest time to let himself feel more complex and contradictory emotions. He might even get stuck on that guilt and not let himself feel the anger, disappointment, and resentment towards JC that he has always buried deep inside if things at Cloud Recesses stay the same as ever and he and LWJ isolate themselves from everyone else while LXC withers away in his tormented seclusion.

(Here comes the important reminder that MDZS is full of parallelisms and as such, LWJ and LXC share the same complicated feelings that exist between the Yunmeng bros, even if the details of their relationships are different. I won't go further into the Twin Jades of Lan, cause they deserve their own post, but let it be known that their reconciliation is as unlikely as the Yunmeng Twin Heroes’. They’re totally related. Any advances in one of the pairs would positively reflect on the other and viceversa, that’s why it’s so difficult for them to avoid emotional stagnation.)

The key to WWX getting more in touch with his feelings would be in the changes brought forth by the juniors. LSZ and LJY would work through WWX's façade even better than LWJ does, cause WWX doesn't think them as biased. His two Lan ducklings would charge headlong into his emotional mess through gentle words (LZS) and earth-shattering remarks disguised as snark (LJY), and force help him through the mess of recognizing and sorting out those emotions.

Still, JC and WWX being aware of their feelings is not enough for them to solve things.

However, it might help them all to take a step forward and start acknowledging each other in a better manner. They’d go from having raw, more simple feelings preventing them to even wanting to hear each other’s name, to gradually being able to share the same space amicably. That doesn’t mean that looking at each other in the eyes or feeling each other’s gaze isn’t simply too much because it makes them spiral. This is the point where they’d yearn for this new, happier version of their brother, their emotions getting as complicated as I described at the beginning. But that's the most I can see them achieving on their own because they’re both so stubborn. They’re set in their own ways and it would take a huge external force for them to make the slightest changes (ie. golden-core transfer reveal and the little ducklings intervening to make WWX feel his feelings is what causes changes in their perspective).

Why do I feel like this? Am I allowed to feel this? How can I dare to want this when I can’t even forgive him? How could I ever forgive him? Would he ever forgive me? How is it possible that I still love him so much? Do I even deserve to have that with him after everything I did? And what about him? Am I ready to truly forgive him and trust him? Will I ever be? I can’t, I couldn’t even if I wanted to and it hurts SO MUCH! IT HURTS!

IT HURTS!ITHURTSITHURTSITHURTS IHATEHIMIHATEHIMIHATEHIM

WHYDIDHEDODTHAT!?!WHYDIDHEDOTHATTOME?! WHYDIDHENOTDOANYTHING?!

WHY DID HE LEAVE ME?!?!?

…

You see? After everything I’ve laid down, any of them could have this exact internal conflict anytime.

The thing is they are both more alike than they think. JL would see through their bullshit and be so frustrated with it all through the years. Already an adult and experienced sect leader, he’d understand but not completely, because he’d be the first to realize that nothing can compare to what they’ve gone through. And yet, he’d want them to talk and make up because he loves his maternal uncles so much. He won’t admit it to anyone, (LJY, LZS and OYZZ don’t need him to. it’s been years since WWX returned and JL’s already an open book to them), but he wants them to be happy around each other. To not feel so torn apart between them. He’d want an opportunity to have some semblance of the family that could���ve been and he will take any chance, as small as it might be, to achieve that.

Cue the junior-now-adult-quartet shenanigans. They’ve been seeing how every adult they love is miserable to some extent, and now that they’re adults too, they can and will do something about it. Cause hey, if they were able to bulldoze in and force WWX to actually feel his feelings, they can do this too! So now, their new goal is to get these two grown-ass adults to talk. Although technically, WWX is only a few years older, and a great deal more traumatized than them too. They’re aware of it. But they’d rather not think too much about it because they most definitely didn’t cry for hours on end after they got him to talk and started thinking about his life. And they most definitely didn’t attract attention when, weeks later, they finally grasped the scope of everything that their seniors had suffered when they had been even younger than they were at that moment.

LJY and OYZZ would be totally and completely over-invested in this. They’d scheme and help JL trace a plan for how and when to talk to each of them individually to subtly let them know how he felt. LSZ would use his power as heir and acting sect leader to stage the encounter among the three of them, securing LWJ’s reluctant approval after a great deal of convincing. And JL would trigger the conversation with a spontaneous outburst at his two uncles’ ridiculous yearning. They’d probably use a combination of WWX’s inventions and Lan techniques to lock them into a room, and force them to talk and have a truthful heart to heart, and they’d hope that after that, everything would be okay.

A LONG bout of silence later, they’d hear shouting and objects shattering and hitting the floor. They’d hear them fight, without sensing any spiritual or resentful energy of any kind, and LWJ would have to be stopped from dismantling the arrays and talismans in place just so he could go pounce on JC’s throat himself. The blows would soon be replaced with more silence, then soft murmurs. Sobbing. More yelling, and cracked voices. It’d be almost time for waking up the next morning when the arrays disappeared on their own. The doors opening to show the two brothers splayed on the floor next to each other, robes and hair disastrously askew. Holding their forearms over their eyes, barely covering the tear trails and reddened cheeks, their chests would be rising peacefully as they’d finally seem to sleep from exhaustion. LWJ’s eyes would get stuck on the way their fingertips touch ever so slightly. The ducklings don’t say a thing, but they’d totally stare too. JL would be the one to break the silence and tell everyone they should be going to sleep as well (and if LSZ and LJY see JL’s glassy eyes and a lone tear… no, they don’t).

Would that be it? Nope. Haven’t I said already it’s not easy? They’d have started talking and acknowledging that they both want the same thing, but it’s still not enough. They’d have to WORK for it. Hard. They would need to build a support system if they wanted to achieve the relationship they want to have. LWJ would have to start seeing JC as a person, and one that is able to give his Wei Ying the happiness he deserves, now that he’s at it. JC would have to start relying more on the other adults in his live. And it wouldn’t hurt WWX if he expanded his circle to include people other than his husband, his son, his son’s friends, and his undead cinnamon-roll of a friend.

In this way, they would be working on their respective issues to obtain each other’s forgiveness. They would face setbacks on more than one occasion, questioning whether it’s even worthwhile. This is the only way I see them regaining trust in each other.

The two of them mending their relationship without strong external factors would be OOC and unrealistic. It doesn’t matter if you’re going by MDZS or CQL canon. Although if we’re going by CQL canon, I don’t think they would ever go further than the ‘avoiding each other’ stage, and neither would any plot device help them do it. CQL WWX is very tame in the war-crime front and even though he’s just as ‘selflessly’ quick to put himself in harm’s way as in the novel, nobody can blame him for an attack that was clearly planned years before (most of the ‘facts’ stated on the novel turned out to be complete hearsay and/or senseless bullshit, this translates to CQL too even though if the censorship fucked a big part of this by drawing extreme caricatures of everyone). His misdeeds boil down to war crimes of varying moral weight, and not trusting people enough to include them in decisions they should’ve been included in, cause JZX and JYL’s deaths were caused by SMS.

And CQL JC is… not good. His decision to completely ignore the Wens even when he personally knew them and knew they had helped them repeatedly (first encounter in the Dafan Mountain and then, after the fall of Lotus Pier) meant he’s the only character to blatantly disregard a life debt, one he had to the Wen siblings. And on top of that, he still pulls the same shit that novel JC does after WWX returns, which makes him even worse.

Novel JC, on the other hand, took the right decision by not getting involved with the Wens. They were complete strangers, and he couldn’t risk the safety of the sect and the people of Yunmeng. He was powerless against the wishes and whims of the cultivational world cause that's how politics work. You’re forced to choose duty towards your people over your heart.

But let’s get back on track. I’ll make a full post on my view of JC as whole another time. The reason why it would be so complicated and they’d have to work so hard towards mending their relationship is that they would first have to realize that they cannot go back to how things were before. JC would need to recognize that WWX is not to blame for all his misfortunes and he’d have to apologize for all the fucked-up shit he does after WWX’s return. Psychologically torturing his 21-year-old brother with dogs while being a 34 year-old sect leader that has had 13 years to deal with his emotions was a dick-move of the highest category. And so it is the stunt he pulls right before the golden-core reveal at Lotus Pier. Yes, the golden-core transfer was sketchy but made complete sense. Yunmeng Jiang needed a leader and WWX was not fit for the role, not due to a lack of skills, but because it would’ve worked as badly as JGY given how the whole Jianghu cared only about birth status and nothing else.

This doesn’t mean that JC’s evil, WWX is the ultimate child-abuse victim, and that JC should never get close to WWX ever again (I’m looking at you, JC antis, though this whole post is also a call-out to JC apologists, cause he ain’t no innocent snowflake wronged by bad, evil /WWX/YLLZ). It simply means that JC has to claim responsibility. He also needs to see that just like WWX was abused, he and JYL were victims of the same abuse. They both need to come to terms with that fact and know that they had some sort of trauma-bond given that JC’s coping mechanism for enduring the abuse was reflecting that same abusive behavior on WWX. Yes, siblings who grow up abused often abuse each other as well, and/or end up enabling their abusers through a fawn response (this was JYL’s case).

TLDR; I love the idea of these two hot-heads making up and having strong feelings about each other. But the abuse they endured growing up, and the abyss it slowly carved up between them is something they both need to acknowledge and heal from before even considering the idea of mending their relationship. That, and the extend of the wounds they’ve inflicted on each other since WWX returned are things I don’t see them working on unless prompted by external forces. Their relationship is too complicated and nuanced for anything other than that being possible, which means that they wouldn't be able to forgive and trust each other unless some freaking major plot-event forced them to actually talk. That’s why I see their reconciliation as highly unlikely.