#SHE WAS SPEAKING NOTHING BUT FACTS
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goodobservationshirley · 4 months ago
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It's probably best we don't talk about it anymore. But if you could just keep a lid on what I mentioned earlier, that would be really great.
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ulteri0rm0tives · 3 months ago
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Haha I really liked the doomed yuri episode of black mirror this season what an interesting premise :) (HOLDING BACK TEARS CLUTCHING MY HEAD ANGUISH ANGUISH ANGUISH)
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ouransisters · 1 month ago
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Dpxdc but Vlad is Danny's biological father
Hear me out
Danny is the son of Vlad Masters and some random low level league of assassins member. His mother is on a mission, she meets Vlad and realizes he's not fully human, and sleeps with him in hoping of having his kid. Danny is intelligent, talented, and disappointingly human. He's on a mission and for some reason or other he's stranded. No one answers his calls for help, and so a painfully young Danny has to figure out on his own how to get back
And then there's the Fenton's, whose research is similar to some whispers from the league. Surely he'll be found there. Worst case scenario, they were friends with his father, surely he could ask him how to get incontact with his mother. But no one ever comes for him, and so he falls through the cracks. What he doesn't realize is a blessing is that he's still young enough to have a childhood
Flashforward and he has ghost powers now. He doesn't want to go back, and the meeting with Vlad shows that he's a complete idiot. The guy has no clue and it's the final nail in the coffin for Danny consciously defecting from the league. He doesn't want to go back, and then he sees on the news The Heir, Damian Wayne. He sees how he acts and is allowed to do, and realizes that he must have defected too. For some reason in the future he goes to him and begs for help hiding his family, or a place to stay. That's all I have because this was SUPPOSED TO BE A FUNNY LITTLE THING THAT TURNED INTO ANGST
But before the funny moments that'll be put in the reblogs here's a few important notes: 1. A very important funny little moment of Danny realizing that Batman must be Brucie Wayne. 2. Sam and Tucker are the only people to know Danny's tragic backstory. They're his ride or dies, and Vlad doesn't even know he has a son until the funniest moment possible. 3. Ellie's reaction their father is visceral horror and then deep denial. And 4. Danny may not have known the important secrets of the league, but he has used some of the old rumors and gossip for creative writing prompt
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siriusblack-the-third · 4 months ago
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Ykw if JK R*wling wasn't a bITCH then Bill Weasley would be that Hot Aromantic™ who doesn't want to marry and doesn't want to have kids like bro would be living his best goddamn life in Egypt cracking open ancient tombs in the desert and cracking open ancient tomes in the library like LET THIS MAN BE THE HOT NERD ROCKSTAR HE WAS BORN TO BE
Like he thinks about the concept of Marriage-And-Kids all of one (1) time and immediately has to stop himself from hurling because EW he's had enough of being a parent fuck you very much (he's the eldest of seven, do we really need to spell this out?)
Fleur? Platonic Love Of His Life. She's his Hot Asexual™ best friend. Both of them are roommates and work partners they're both badass and gorgeous and they both know it and neither of them wants love/sex respectively. They're both out there travelling the world for their jobs and nerding out in the libraries over niche academic fields like don't tell me they're not history nerds.
Fleur, with her ethereal beauty, is sick of being stared at like a piece of meat. She's not just an object, she was smart and capable enough to be selected for the Triwizard Tournament and actually came out of it alive (jkr really nerfed her character to push Harry forward like wbk Harry is a BAMF no question about that obv but you didn't need to do fleur like that). She got hired by Gringotts, who famously only take on the best of the best. She's the Best Older Sister™ and loves Gabrielle to bits and can never say no to the baby of the family. She's soooo much more than just a pretty face.
She thinks of sex and wants to vomit (sex repulsed asexuals ftw!!!) like this girl absolutely fucking Does Not Want it. At all. Leave her the fuck alone.
AROMANTIC BILL WEASLEY AND ASEXUAL FLEUR DELACOUR FOR THE WIN
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.
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carriehobbs · 3 months ago
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WAYHAVEN OC COLLAGE
Lauren Renfield
Date of Birth - September 18, 1990 (age 28) Place of Birth - Wayhaven, USA Height - 5'5" Languages - English, (intermediate) Spanish Education - Bachelor of Arts in Law, Big City University Specialties - Deduction and knowledge, science and technology Traits - Intimidating, cautious, stoic, stubborn, pessimistic, mind over heart, by the book Love Interest - Adam du Mortain Best Friend - Morgan Key Decisions - Bobby route (ex-romantic partner), agreed to the Agency blood tests, bit by Murphy on the wrist, Murphy captured, kissed Bobby, neither Tina nor Verda learned about the supernatural, saved Sanja, Falk allied with the Agency, went to the auction with Rebecca Extra Notes - Started (and later quit) smoking during university (though she still sneaks a cigarette when stressed), has a (symbolically) basic apartment, a major workaholic
I was tagged by @sewellsheart to make a collage (or, as I did, an aesthetic/vibes set) for one of my OCs. I've filled out an altered version of the prompts that were provided (mainly because there were some prompts I couldn't answer, so I replaced them with others that I could).
I'm tagging @agentnatesewell @lalizah @wayhavenots @fauville @itsmistyeyedbi @thee-morrigan @anticupid16 to participate if they want to (no pressure!). Despite the name of the game, you don't have to share for a Wayhaven OC if you would rather share for someone else 💕
The original image and character info prompts:
3 collages (1 for each: vibes/brainrot/passtimes)
D.O.B. (Date of Birth) - P.O.B. (Place of Birth) - Height - Languages - Education - Specialties - Traits - Skills - Extra Notes - Mother’s P.O.B. - Father’s P.O.B. -
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jasper-unofficial · 2 years ago
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i love how the show made sure 1) to show us that for once boston was extremely reluctant to make sexual advances on someone and atom absolutely did all the work, and then also blamed boston for not wanting to see him again, despite the clearly established boundaries; and 2) to explicitly frame the fact that boston as a gay man (particularly a promiscuous gay man) is seen as predatory by having chueam verbally frame the situation as the classic deeply homophobic "homosexual preying on the young and inexperienced and turning them to the "homosexual lifestyle"" idea (reflected in anything from 1961's "boys beware" short to the current "protect children from drag queens" moral panic), and y'all are STILL somehow saying that boston is at fault here, just because he is a shitty friend and a selfish person. like i'm sorry, but a leap from these honestly regular human traits to literal blackmail and sexual assault is not as obvious and easy as some of you seem to think.
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allovertheplace-writing · 2 months ago
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how do we feel about me writing for wuthering waves?
i've been playing since release and have most content completed(got some companion quests left).
tbh i'll likely do it anyways, but i'd like to test the waters lol
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bigdumbbambieyes · 1 year ago
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aeolianblues · 11 months ago
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was kinda thinking about this when I saw Renee Rapp live recently-- I didn't know her visual vibe, I'd heard a few songs here and there but I hadn't really *seen* her, and her attire at Osheaga was really casual, a jersey (baseball/basketball?) and slacks. And that was so amazing! I couldn't help thinking, the work Billie Eilish has done for how women in pop music are allowed to dress is incredible. Seeing her up there all comfortable you just know that Billie walked in her oversized tops so that Renee in her slacks could run; Billie walked through all the critcisms about how she dressed slobbily and having to assert that she didn't owe anyone a display of skin, so that Renee could be comfortable and unquestioned running up and down the catwalk in front of 10,000 people. How iconic.
And I don't think we even realised at the time how much something as simple as letting Billie dress the way she as a (then-) 17-year-old teenager dressed, could end up meaning for a future generation of women in music.
Obviously there is still way to go, there were weirdos complaining about how 'plain' Dua Lipa's Glastonbury outfit was this year (in 2024!!), l have to ask, are you at Paris Fashion Week?? She is the musical HEADLINER of an entire day of music at one of the biggest music festivals in the world, and you can't grant her the space to exist as an artist, you have to moan about her dress not being excitingly revealing enough. There's work to do, it's still dismal out there. But the space Billie Eilish has created for a most ordinarily-dressed woman popstar is still heartening.
#music#rambling away; I'll log off#man. I remember how on the other hand when I was going to my first ever gig my guitar teacher said to me#notice how plainly he's dressed? No frills. His music speaks for himself.#(The musician in question was Slash and apart from his very recognisable hat and sunglasses; he was wearing a plain white t-shirt with a#minnie mouse graphic print in the centre. I think sometimes about how not even women in rock music are afforded that.#Like this is a thing across genres#With the exception of Franz Ferdinand for whom Alex has actually said in interviews that they treated FF gigs as nights out#and so dressed like they'd be dressed for a club night out--#most other guy bands are like *picked a tee off the floor*#whereas the girls in bands I've seen-- even literally just local musicians-- the girls in our local rock bands feel compelled to#dress like it's graduation day#Like we had this really cool local band-- singer's a girl in second year of uni#keeping up with the fact that they were playing like RHCP and Muse covers on stage; fast stuff--#she was up there in a delicate dress and heels and stomping across stage n all#and the rest of her band; dudes; were quite comfortable in their t-shirts#like of course she made a choice herself and was more than capable of stomping in heels--I mean I've seen Phoebe from Lambrini Girls#JUMP OFF a 5-ft platform stage while wearing 3-inch block heels. And in a party dress!#But then again Lambrini Girls genuinely are freaks of nature and I envy anyone who's going to see them open for Amyl & the Sniffers rn#bc that's an EXPLOSIVE combo. Nonetheless. I was saying.#Part of it certainly comes from a normalisation of just superhuman strength; balance + praying there's no malfunction with your skirt#which DOES happen at rock shows more frequently than you'd imagine. It's just if you're in a good crowd they'll pretend they saw nothing#but it's certainly more practical to gig in sneakers and trousers lol. From experience!#billie eilish#renee rapp#women in music#pop music#dua lipa#Also like Billies doing it for the pop lesbians#lesbian
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ganondoodle · 2 years ago
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is it too much of a reach to say that zelda being reduced to basically an object to farm items from in totk just kinda adds more salt to the wound of how badly shes treated?
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softquietsteadylove · 4 months ago
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hi! my prompt is just this tweet:
“men moaning” and it’s just heavy breaths once in a while like don’t pmo and don’t hmu unless it’s whiny whimpery and loud and sloppy and sensitive and on the verge of tears and talkative and begging”
but it’s gilgamesh. because that is him 🙈
"Darling, I'm-" Thena paused amidst placing her purse down in the foyer. Gil was already home, only having done a half day at work. Doctor's orders, and everything; not that he wasn't recovering nicely from the shooting. "Home."
The moaning was coming from their bedroom. Her bedroom, she reminded herself. They weren't married, he still had a flat of his own to maintain. Sometimes she even would even wonder if he ever did change those gaudy silk sheets.
He should moan more often, she thought to herself as she walked down the hall. He sounded good like this. She licked her lips, pressure growing between her legs. It had been a while.
Gil's physiotherapy was going well, but they had gently advised that he keep his physical exertion minimal for now. No heavy lifting, no prolonged strain to his muscles. No sex.
"Fuck, sweetheart," he groaned as loudly as he wanted.
She bit her lip, a wicked grin coming over her. It was nice to think that whatever fantastical visions were running through his mind, she was still at the centre of them. His obsession with her was flattering, and she was happy to feed it.
"There you are."
Gilgamesh whimpered, sitting up in bed, holding himself with a tissue over it. He knew better than to make a mess of the bed (unless she was involved in the mess). "Thena!"
She couldn't help it. He just looked so helpless, sitting there with his hands around himself, caught like a naughty little deviant. She glided from the door to his side of the bed. He tried to shrink away but she put her hand on his chest, pushing him back against the headboard so she could kiss him.
He sighed into it.
"Miss me?" she breathed directly into his wanting mouth. Her hand drifted down his chest, over his nipple and down his flank. He flinched. "Exerting yourself?"
He groaned faintly, positively in pain from stopping so close to his own release. "Man's got needs, Princess."
"Tell me," she purred, tracing her finger down the fine lines of his muscles. She dragged her lips from his cheek down his neck.
He moaned, still letting himself be more vocal about it. Perhaps it was because he was usually intent on listening to the noises she made, but hearing him score his own ecstasy had a distinct charm.
"Wh-What can I say, Ice," he panted as she slid her hands down until she could uncover what he was trying to keep hidden from her. "Laid down to have a nap, woke up halfway there after a very steamy dream."
She tilted her head at him, in a way he said he found cute. She pursed her lips, "was I in this dream?"
His eyes were molten, glaring at her as she teased the base of his cock while still neglecting to touch it directly. "You know you were."
She leaned into him again, pressing her breasts to his chest, dragging her teeth over his ear. "What was I doing to the poor Tyrant King?"
He flinched as she finally touched him, only to tease just his tip. The pad of her finger circled just his opening, the red of his glans burning both of them in the process. "You, me, your office couch. Good - fuck! - old fashioned shit."
"Hm," Thena looked at her poor Tyrant King properly. She didn't usually have the opportunity to tease him for prolonged periods of time. At least, not anymore. "Lean back."
"Huh?" he blinked, and less did what she said and more let her shove him up against the headboard again. "Princess are--oh, fuck."
"Hm," she purred again, leaning up on her knees to more or less seat herself on his face. He eagerly grasped her thighs to pull her to his mouth, lapping her up like a parched man in a rainstorm. "Gil!"
He moaned against her, his tongue moving so frantically it was uncoordinated at best. But he still knew where she wanted him, how to illicit sounds of satisfaction from her. He was willing to let himself endure a little longer for the privilege of her flesh.
Thena gripped the headboard, riding his mouth, rolling her hips against him. It had been too long. She was the one strictly keeping him adhered to the schedules given by doctors and physiotherapists and anyone else.
He had whined to her about how they could fool around at least a little, right? But she had resisted, for the sake of his recovery. They were both adults. They could satisfy their own needs for a little longer.
How weak a woman she was. Thena let her head drop back, tilting to the side, her hair cascading down over her back as she pushed herself into him more. She gasped as he focused on her clit. "Good boy."
They both moaned. He loved being called that, and she loved having that power over him. She was sure his cock was positively weeping by now.
"That's it, that's it," she encouraged. She let go of the headboard with only one hand, making sure she wouldn't fall back and crush a certain part of him she still needed (desperately). Her free hand ran through his hair, making a proper mess of it. "Right there!"
Gil drank up her orgasm, making a loud show of his delight. He gripped her to him as she rode it out, pulling her pelvis so forward he could grasp a nice, meaty handful of her backside.
She squeezed his shoulder, urging him to let her pull herself away. His tongue got in one last flick as they parted ways. She sank down on his lap, her legs trembling from holding herself up and at such an angle. She purred against his chest. She had missed that; perhaps he was right, a little exertion was fine in the right positions.
"You good, Princess?" he asked, peppering kisses all along her cheek and neck.
"Hm," she smiled, hardly finished. She lifted herself from him, dispensing with her clothing completely. She turned back to the matter at hand. "I suppose you deserve a reward for being such a good boy."
Gilgamesh moaned more loudly and wholly than he ever had before. The spacious and private luxury of her home suited him. He sank into her pillows again, completely unable to do anything but put his hands on her hips. "Fuck!"
Thena took him into her mouth. She didn't often; she wouldn't even say she did it on any particular occasion. But the throbbing of it begged for relief, and every once in a while, she was inclined to have some mercy on her precious Tyrant King.
"Oh, fuck, Thena, you're-!" he whimpered, his hips lifting into her mouth as she would allow, which wasn't much. She had him pinned to the bed, allowing him the enjoyment of her mouth on him, while his eyes could enjoy the view of her unhindered.
"Hm," she hummed, letting it ripple through him. He let out a charming string of 'ah, ah, ah!', in a deliciously pathetic voice. She could feel how taut his balls were, the skin of his cock burning against her lips. She pressed her tongue to him, as much as the girth of him would allow. Her mouth left him with a distinct pop!.
"Thena!" Gilgamesh wailed, his hips flinching as he shot up like a fountain. His stamina for a man his age was a pleasant thing for her.
Thena allowed him to splatter a little on the sheets, only because the bulk of the mess was all over his skin. She swiped some up and popped it into her mouth as she looked over her shoulder at him. "Satisfied?"
He was panting like they had been at it for hours. His impetuous gaze returned, a few layers under his deep relief. His arms were akimbo on the pillows, halfway between lying down and propped up. He gulped, "not even close."
That was what she liked to hear. But she did need him to breathe. She lifted herself off him, giving him another eyeful (just this once). But she turned and pressed her lips to his in a comparatively sweet way. "Take a minute."
He watched as she reached for more tissues, swiping up the cum of his she wouldn't be licking up with her tongue. "You givin' me the sponge baths, now?"
She glared at him for bringing it up. His mirthful grin told her he really was far from through. She gripped him at the base, a little tighter than necessary. He grunted.
"Okay, okay, I take it back," he whimpered as she all but wrung him in her hand. But he knew she liked having him at her mercy. He tried to sit up properly again, but her pillows were too plush, and the way she had him in hand made his pelvis try to come up and ease her grip.
Thena let go of him, at least enough that he wasn't writhing in borderline agony. She liked him writhing in other ways. She released him. There was a time when she didn't feel the need to feast upon him with her eyes; the monstrosity between his legs didn't need that much attention.
But she had to admit, as far as manhoods went, she found his by far the most pleasant to lay her eyes upon in a passive state. Gilgamesh cleared his throat to call her attention. He wasn't without some self-consciousness, after all.
He happily accepted another kiss from her. But he pouted as she made it clear they were not at the cuddling portion of their activities yet.
She pressed her fingers to his lips, her eyes dashing down. "Erect it for me again."
He blushed. "I know you don't consider yourself a romantic, Princess, but it's not like I can-"
She reached behind her, offering a hand to what she was quite sure he didn't actually need help with. "What was that dream you were telling me about?"
He groaned, really thrusting himself into her touch more than anything. "Cuddled up in your office, like the good old days. You were on top. You look so fucking good on top."
Thena finally moved her palm against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. For all his protest, he was once again completely hard to the touch. This would do. "Go on."
Gilgamesh's mouth dropped open as she lifted herself, only so she could lower herself down onto his cock. He watched eagerly as she pulled her own lips to nestle his tip into position. He wheezed, his stomach tightening, "come on, Princess, please."
"Please, what?" she asked in her most innocent voice. She wiggled her hips a little, making sure he could get a taste of her witness before he was even inside of her.
"Please," he groaned again, digging his head into the pillows behind him. "Please, Princess, please fuck me."
"Good, Tyrant King," she purred, finally sinking herself onto him. She let herself moan with her own pleasure. It had been far too long, actually. She sank down on him until they were hip to hip, and she could feel him filling her in the way she so needed. "That's it."
Gil groaned up to her ceiling with everything in him. She didn't mind if he wanted to be louder than usual. She liked the sound of him whimpering like a dog for a treat. "Fuck, Thena, I love you."
She smiled to herself. She knew just how deeply he meant it. But she was having maybe a little too much fun. She leaned forward to kiss him. "That's what all men say when they're balls deep in it."
Gil moaned, although it became more of a whimper as she started bouncing on him. He liked her on top, he liked drinking up the sight of her body, her breasts bouncing. And while being on top had been about control for her, she conceded that somewhere along the line, she felt as beautiful as he said she was in his eyes. She felt like a goddess, poised on top of her personally selected lover.
He belonged to her, and she would prove it by any means necessary.
Thena leaned forward, still moving her hips against his but luxuriating in the heat of his bare chest. She let him wrap his arms around her as their lips met. It was a hungry, sloppy kiss. He was closer than she was, and she wanted to wring him dry. She wanted him crying and begging and pleading for her. She grit her teeth as his hair dragged over her clit.
"Fuck, Thena, hon, I"m two seconds-" he panted, his voice becoming tight and squeezed. She could tell he was holding himself back. Her poor Tyrant King, being tormented by his lover.
"Beg for it," she ordered, her own panting joining his, but - for once - she was the quieter of the two of them. She rolled her hips, which allowed her to deny him friction as well as drag his ridge along her own walls.
"Please, baby, please please please," he whined for her, like such a good boy. His hips tried to move of their own accord, but hers were stronger, keeping him pinned to her bed--their bed. "Fuck, I'm so fucking close. Please, let me come in that sweet pussy."
"Hm," she pursed her lips, pretending to think it over. She held completely still, a test of willpower for the both of them. But she felt him pulse within her and had some mercy on her sweet lover.
"Thena!" Gil groaned up to the heavens as she slapped their hips together, reaching behind her to squeeze his balls. It broke the dam, and he shot into her with fervor.
She purred as she too came, her hips grinding against his, joined together like an axis but leaning back in her enjoyment. She dug her nails into the mattress between his legs. She was not the only one left vulnerable when they bedded each other, and she did appreciate the trust he put in her considering.
Gil panted, sounding like he couldn't catch his breath. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat, and their fluids were dripping out of her and onto the bed. "Fuck!"
She smiled, although she began laughing too. Her satisfaction also rang through her whole body. It had been much too long she had been subsisting on quick shower-head orgasms or the use of an object here or there. She shouldn't have denied her Tyrant - or herself - in such a way.
Gil moaned against her lips, trying to kiss her as hard and long as he could. His fingers tangled in her hair, although he didn't have the strength to hold himself up with one arm.
Thena ran her eyes over him (what a feast). "You're trembling."
He hacked out a laugh, his chest still heaving for air. "Guess I haven't been working out, huh?"
She smoothed her touch over it, though. All her teasing and fun aside, she looked closely for signs of pain or weakness in him. All the satisfaction in the world wouldn't be worth upsetting his progress.
"Hey." He captured her investigative hand for himself, bringing it up to kiss it. "You okay?"
She shook her head, leaning into another kiss. Softer and sweeter this time, more like the kiss she had expected upon arriving home. "Are you?"
The look he gave her assured her she needn't worry. Having his needs satisfied by more than his own hand had made him hungry again. "I'm more than okay, Princess. Would you care to...check again, though?"
She rolled her eyes at him, because there he was--her Tyrant King. She pushed him down by the chest as she rose off him. She twisted around the long way, just to give him one more, teasing eyeful of her. This was also a rare treat, just for him.
He groaned at just the sight of it.
She swung her hips on the way to the adjoining bathroom. "We both need a wash, after that."
Gil practically threw off the sheets to join her.
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distressed-bird · 1 year ago
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Kalina is the most interesting character to me because of all she has going on…
she is Cassandra’s familiar, she is simultaneously a pet and a friend and a servant and a family to a goddexx that is simultaneously her owner and friend and creator and parent and her god and reason to be—Kalina’s relationship to Cassandra is hard to put a name or label on (since what does being a familiar even mean?) but the bottomline is that this cat loves her deity enough to put everything and everyone on the line for her…
And adding in that she is a child of divorce. So to speak. I am extremely normal and haven’t been driven mad by the detail that baby itty bitty kitty Kalina was at Cassandra’s wedding to Ankarna and is remembered to have been toddling after her as she walked down the aisle…
Kalina will be the death of me /lh
#fhjy spoilers#fantasy high junior year#kalina#oh my god and the fact Kalina was there at that wedding—there at the period of time where Ankarna was alive and still a known god and not#presumed dead… this makes the Sylvairean Heresy even WORSE of a life event for Kalina and Cassandra…#the existence of baby kalina implies that Cassandra *raised* Kalina… and the fact they were married means that Kalina wouldn’t have been#raised by only Cassandra but *also* Ankarna.#you are Kalina and one of your parents just was killed by your uncle—their domains were too alike—and you can never talk about them again.#you can never speak their name—share in their memory—the only place they exist is quietly in your memories that must go unspoken due to#Oblivata Mori. And there’s nothing you can do about it…#And then the followers and clerics of your remaining parent start trying to kill her—being mislead by the followers of your goddexx’ sister#Cassandra is the only family Kalina has left—and Kalina’s sentience leds me to think she agreed to become a Curse#kalina let herself be unmade and changed to keep Cassandra alive… and even as the shell of herself—a familiar once but now a living plague—#is so deeply loyal and only interested in what is to the benefit of her *everything*… even if they are currently a Walking Corpse.#Kalina dislike Kristen so much because Kristen is just not being a good cleric and is in the precarious spot of being Cassandra’s only#follower… but ultimately won’t harm or attack Kristen—killing herself first—because Kristen is the only one keeping Cassandra uncorrupted.#yeah im crazy about the relationship and history between a cat familiar and her witch goddess and the layers of their relationship
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kusanagihaku · 2 months ago
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reading eset’s haku fic your highness rn and i’m going to SCREAM!!!! may u get any ssr u ever pull for immediately this was so GOOD im chewing ur haku up IMMEDIATELY
#live-blogging this fic RIGHT NOW#GOD FIRST OF ALL SETTING THIS WITH ZENJI???????? SO GOOD#sinking my teeth IMMEDIATELY into the hakuzenji dynamic I LOVE THEM#the fact that u can see the stars in Frostheim? GOD#haku moon gazing in hotarubi stargazing in Frostheim man always has his eyes turned up to the sky and why!!#I CHIKED ZENRJFHIDJSJ#TEASING ZENJI IS JUST SO CUTE AAAAAH zenji just spluttering is so funny#one of his good traits aaaAAAAHHH 🥺 he’s so like . resignedly optimistic I love him so much#one of the reasons why hotarubi works so well tbh there’s the endlessly anxious but optimistic zenji / the endlessly anxious but pessimistic#Subaru & the resignedly optimistic haku like it works SO WELL all the time in all ways#eset when u mentioned the umbrella I had to set my phone down & breathe for a goddamn minute#bc my sister got me a jellyfish umbrella for my birthday like . Haku. HAKU#HAKU’S FOND LOOK MAKES AN APPEARANCE 🗣️🗣️🗣️ WHERE’S RHAT ONE MEL POST#‘I didn’t ask’ is SO FUNNYHDJDJSJSJ THATS HAKUZENJI!!!!!!#haku having absolute shit sleeping habits bc he has so much work to do is 1) canon to me 2) also me . lmao#SEE GETTIGN ZENJI FKUSTERED IS SO CUTE HE’S adorable I love him#OH NO ZENJI WHAT . WHATWERE U DIGGING ????#zenji bby that solves NOTHING#YEAH!!!!!!!! god one of my fave character points abt haku is like the way he says he’s so lazy and hates hard work (same) but spends all his#effort & free time working & pouring his soul into things like ?? Where did u learn how to speak abt urself like that .#1) haku’s family i’m crawling in ur walls 2) if not then mood lmao I too am lazy I’m just forced 2 do work all the time in this job so I get#‘she’s not my anything zenji’ IMGNA SCREAM !!!! GEJSJSJAHZHA AAAAAAAAAA give me a touch of that yearning PLEASE#‘but he knows how dangerous it is to hope’ OH THIS STABBED ME IN THE THROAT THE FUCK???????#haku GOD Alexa play that one Hercules song the I won’t say I’m in love one#GOD WHEN HE SAYS#WHEN HE SAYS ILL TAKE Y ANYWHERE U WANT & HE GOES ALL BREATHY & HE DOES THAT LITTLE SHARP JNHALE BEFORE HE CALLS U URBHIGHNESS FUCJCJCKJCJC#I LOVE THAT LINE SOS SOSOOSOSOS SO MUCH !!!!!!! MY FAVE PART OF HIS BRUTHDAY LINE HANDSODWNDBSJSJJS#‘the words catch in his throat’ UGSGGSFHH THE EMOITON U PUT BEGIND HIS WORSS WITHOUT HAVING TO DESCIRB EIT I LOVE THIS PARAGRPHS SO BAD#this was so good eset thank u 😭😭😭😭#can’t believe u wrote this for me the FUCK THANK YOU 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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yellowsubiesdance · 1 year ago
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i think i’ve learned a lot when it comes to not applying my own values to the media i consume
for my script analysis class yesterday, we discussed two gentleman from verona, and nearly every classmate of mine was up in arms about how sexist the story is.
and i'm not saying it's not, or that it's not infuriating to read. but i'm also not putting my energy into getting upset about something written 500 or so years ago. and i'm not about to put my own beliefs onto these characters that are not me. i'm going to let their choices speak for themselves, and interpret it in the context of the story.
all that said, this now brings me to the point of alastor in episode 5, and how viscerally people are responding to it. those of you up in arms about the choices he’s making, and the violent threat he gave husk, you’re missing the entire point of his character, of this place they’re in, of the story being told. he’s an overlord, and he became an overlord by killing much bigger overlords and broadcasting their deaths over the radio.
HE IS NOT A GOOD PERSON.
if you started this show with the belief that every character working the hotel is a good person, you’re in the wrong place. watch the good place if you’re looking for a good wholesome story about getting dead sinners into heaven, because that’s not what this show is about.
you’re more than welcome to hate him after seeing the way he exerted power over a being whose soul he owns, but you’re doing the media you’re watching a disservice by writing it off so quickly. if you don’t like to be uncomfortable watching media, watch something else. this is an uncomfortable show, it handles uncomfortable topics, and it’s going to be an uncomfortable ride, and if you’re not up for something like that, then you should take a break from it and pick up something else. you don’t have to get online and defend your own ideals while you watch a show that goes against your ideals.
#hazbin hotel spoilers#that’s not even touching on the fact that husk was an overlord too#he also owned souls that he used as currency to supply his gambling addiction#he’s also not a good person!!#the majority of these characters are in hell for a reason: they’re not good people#i quite frankly love the way this show blurs the lines between good and evil#our heroes are sinners and overlords and demons. while the enemies are angels. but that doesn’t mean our heroes are good people.#you HAAAVE to come to terms with that!! you have to stop seeing the world in black and white or you’re not going to survive this world#if you’re upset because alastor was cruel to husk fine! be upset! but explore why you’re taking yourself out of that world.#in this world sinners own other people. there’s no ifs ands or buts#‘oh alastor is a poc why would he own people’ he was a serial killer when he was alive do you really think you can apply your values to that#(and this is me speaking as a poc. specifically a mixed race poc.)#i cannot speak to who vivzie is as a person. but i’m interested in the message she’s writing and thus far i’m finding it compelling#it’s a similar story as the good place but it’s going the distance to explore even worse people than those in the good place#i don’t think it’s responsible to write something off just because unsavory things happen in it.#and she’s giving us so many different types of representation that don’t involve race (although we’re also getting a lot of hispanic rep)#just like cool your jets and maybe process some of the anger you’re feeling. and maybe nothing will change.#but if you act. instead of react. if you understand why you’re feeling some type of way and then make a choice.#that’s so much stronger and more responsible than reacting and not thinking anything through#hazbin hotel#alastor#husk#hazbin alastor#hazbin husk#anyway let me get off my soapbox#long post
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niuxita21 · 11 months ago
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The way the entire "Previously on The Mallorca Files..." segment is literally just... Max and Miranda's entire personal relationship progression, from reluctant work partners/compañeros to Max having to correct people that Miranda is not his girlfriend to almost kissing while dancing the paso doble to Carmen rejecting Max's proposal like plot? What plot? You mean this show is supposed to be about solving crimes?? I am LIVING!!!
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aelswiths · 1 year ago
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*screams into the void*
#the way he like seems to be choking back a sob of emotions before he says this#he can't bear the fact that he's causing her pain#and that there's nothing he can do to stop it#even though talking openly would help her but he can't do that#because if he does he would have to be vulnerable and if he's vulnerable aelswith might think him weak#which is something he knows she abhors (even though she hates it because of her own feelings of being seen as weak and unworthy)#and he can't bear her rejection because he loves her and if she were to reject him it would destroy him#he can be this open with uhtred because its a manipulation tactic#he's using vulnerability to get uhtred to do what he wants and thats why he can be so open in this scene. he's doing it strategically#but to be open with aelswith leaves him (in his mind) open to losing her since he's caused her so much pain throughout their marriage#and he would have to face the fact that he's done that and she might not forgive him and he can't do that#aelswith is so upset in this scene because she thinks its his final way of saying to her “you aren't worthy” when really its a tactic#to help ensure that she and their children will be safe#but they literally cannot properly communicate with each other because of all of the painful history between them#I'm going insane#I love them so much#they are everything to me#literally everything#he loves her so much#like he could not survive losing her - just the way he clings to her all throughout s3 speaks to that#I really think that because of the similarities between uhtred and aelswith uhtred's betrayal makes him start to fear that he could lose he#and he just starts to cling to her for reassurance that she'll never leave and she won't stop believing in him#ok I'm done#for now#I'm crying#your honor I love them#they mean so much to me
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