#This isn't meant to force them to return tho

[stitches-and-sewer-water]

I wonder if the @burhouse tumblr account will ever return, That blog is one of the reasons I grabbed a tumblr account lol.

[asarajaa]

Hiii, can i request for wally angst?? I want read some his angst buttt not because his gone ykwim, but because of love/romantic angst

Hii, yes Ofc! Sorry for all the time that I’ve spend without answering, I’ve been focused in academics and stuff 💗💗

Warnings: fem!reader, angst romance, forbidden love (?) Words: 1291 Disclaimer: English isn't my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!

Wally and You, You and Wally, it meant the same thing. Since you were kids, you both have…developed an atraction towards each other, but not like everyone knew.

Wally, obviously, was an speedster like his uncle Barry, aka the Flash, and was an Speed Force user. You, on the other hand…well, all that I can say is that you have this peculiar gift.

You could steal someone’s or something’s cinetic energy. That was your gift. And you’ve been okay with that all your life, until your mentor introduced you to Barry and Wally when both of you were 13 years old.

Wally’s powers and yours were like if they almost repelled. When he got near you, your powers unconsciously saw his as an never ending buffet, taking and taking his energy even if you didn’t want to, which lead to Wally losing slowly but securely the speed of his Speed Force. You didn’t know how to stop taking and he didn’t know how to stop allowing you to take it.

It’s sure to say that this broke the two 13 years old kids hearts, having to stay away from each other even tho they knew they were soulmates, or as much of a soulmate would have a 13 year old.

With the pass of time, you both learned to control it but only a few moments. The record was 62 minutes, you tested it 3 month ago, but it ended with Wally almost passed out in your bed and you vibrating with a crazy hot temperature by all of the energy you received.

The logical decision would be to simply stop seeing each other, but they couldn’t do that, how could they? They knew each other from tip to toe, things about each other that no one else knew.

With that stubbornness, you’ve made thousands of FaceTimes and Calls that went for hours. No matter how many times Barry or your mentor tried to reduce your interactions for your own well being, they didn’t succeed in anything and always ended up with an overly tired Wally and an exaggerated energetic you.

At night, when Wally would come to your room to meet with you, you guys would forget about anything and anyone. He would just sit on your bed and wrap your stood up figure with his arms, around your waist while his forehead rested on your stomach, your hand running through his messy red hair.

Those nights, things would get complicated. But not because you would do things, no, but because you would learn about the others souls. You would talk about life crisis, you would cry, mourn, laugh and get angry at each other. But it didn’t matter how many times you tried to get a s/o, you just couldn’t. None of them had ginger hair, none of them had sparkly green eyes and none of them was Wally. At the end, you would always return towards the other, always close but never close enough.

Things didn’t need to be told between you two, you just knew.

I love you. You would spell on his back when you two where laid in your bed, his face on your neck as you scratched his back, writing all the thing you couldn’t dare to say out loud.

I love you. He would show, when his pupils dilated at the very less thought about you, his green pigment being less visible as you passed your finger tips through his forehead, taking his hair out the way in a try to see them better.

You would show always how much you love each other, but not the words, never the words. Neither of you could afford it, knowing that in some minutes, you’ll have to get apart for the good of your well being, knowing that it was a promise neither of you could afford to make, knowing that for the sake of the world, you needed to be away from each other.

But God, it hurts, so, so much. You would steal glances across the room whenever you were in a hero meeting, both of your mentors standing beside each one of you, with a big warning in their eyes, message clear.

You would receive gifts from him and him from you, you would want to cry your eyes out when you’d notice how the curfew was slowly approaching, Wally’s body exposing himself as he started to move and talk slower while yours would start to be more awake and energetic.

If you decide to just be happy and love each other, you’d regret it. It would only cause pain, both of you draining until the point there wasn’t no energy in his soul and yours had too much that you couldn’t resist it.

“I would recognize you in another lifetime.” Wally murmured one night, kneeled in front of you while you were sat on your bed, Wally helping you to put your shoes on before tangling the laces.

“All of me?” You would whisper back, locking eyes with him as you felt how your body was more energetic than usual and his speak more slower.

“Entirely.” He promised “You could have green or blue eyes, I think I’d recognize you in completely different bodies.”

You just stare back at him, believing every words because you know he means it.

5 more minutes. You would beg in your head to every type of gods or divine presence you knew about.

Being careful, you put your hand on his cheek and pressed gently your forehead against his.

“In another life.” You would state in a whisper, voice shaken and with a hint of a promise.

“In another life, yes.” He would answer with a raspy voice, his fingers brushing a tear that slide through your cheek before resting his hand on one of your lower rips, where a small W was tattooed in ink and matched the tattoo of your initial in his back.

Everyone knew that you two had something, but they didn’t knew nothing, they just scratched the surface, not knowing even in the slightest about the complications of their situation.

Weeks passed and when Wally came to you room at night with a simple paire of rings and a paper for you to sign, you would take it without a second though and signed the paper without hesitation.

You never told anyone, you couldn’t. You would have to keep it a secret that would be revealed only when one of you died. When it was time to read your testament and then, and only then, your silent promise would be revealed.

Maybe, but just maybe, you could be together in another life. You could have a true wedding ceremony, with a long, white and elegant dress. Maybe Wally would cry when he saw you walking down the altar. You could travel the toward, hold hands without a limited time and accepting him with all of your might. You could even have a mix of you and him walking around your house, you could have children.

But that wasn’t this life. In this life, your love story must be a secret and you know it. You won’t see each other in a long time only for you to be a maximum of one hour together if you can.

In this life, you would have to deny him progeny, deny him for eternity. In this one, your lifetime of love didn’t need to (or more so ever couldn’t) leave any evidence.

In this life, Wally West couldn’t be yours completely, he would be more of the world than yours. But at least your shared love is true, you loved each other, and true love isn’t real unless it’s returned.

So sorry for taking so long, I’ve been busy with personal problems buttt now I think I’m back (?).

I hope you enjoyed the reading, it didn’t convince me 100% but it’s currently 2:22am so it’s the best I got.

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[manic-sapphic]

ok haha ~ i just need to take a moment to share some true appreciation for the evolution of the bfs and their dynamic between one another. like even tho it takes catra years to admit that the understanding & acceptance of friendship & love are literally all she's ever wanted (but has been scared to let herself feel for some time for fear of losing it again honestly), i don't think it takes her very long to enjoy having it. even if it consists of bow teasing her all throughout "shot in the dark" or glimmer smackin her with a big ol' cheek smooch out of thanks. (side note: love that glimmer says "catra saved the day!" right before she does it cause after 4 seasons of tryna be the villain, catra even saves the day at the end too)

even perfuma sees catra actually isn't a bad person, and that's after initially resisting accepting her cause of knowing how she treated scorpia. but all it takes is catra's feeble attempt at sorta kinda tryna bond w her, simply by offering a hopeful/positive remark about chipped scorpia and perfuma's friendship w her that i doubt she ever woulda expected to come out of catra's mouth tbh. so then yeah, she says to catra in s5e10: "it's hard keeping your heart open, it makes you vulnerable.. but it doesn't make you weak" like tbh tho why couldn't someone have said this to catra in s1 lol the gurl's needed to understand that for so long and guess why she never could before oh wait, it's cause of things sw said to her and how she treated her since childhood haaa but i'll digress on that..

cause this is meant to be an uplifting share lol. cause yeah, tbh i think in the season 2 episode "the ties that bind" the dynamic between catra, glimmer, and bow is already absolute fucking gold dude lol like bow and glimmer tryna find entrapta and ending up taking catra hostage instead? and how she just uses it as an opportunity to mess w them till she gets bored and signals scorpia w her force captain badge? i mean, when you realize that's all catra had to do to get found the whole time... hahah c'mon dude. these three were destined to bug tf out of each other for life but in the best possible way lol~

and i love it. esp the fact that in that last still w glimmer hugging catra, catra actually - while initially taken aback as she always is w physical contact - only takes a couple seconds this time to relax into it. allows herself to be embraced w love and appreciation and then even returns it. like tf lol it's so sweet. i think it's the only other person aside from adora we see her manage to be comfortable enough w to do that during the course of the show (bow joins in on the hug after a few secs too and catra's still smiling softly, like too cute tho tf) and it's just amazing. the development, the evolution, the progress, the change - things that, unfortunately, aren't really being celebrated as much these days as i'd love to see. but ik there are so many ppl out there like me too, who just knowing those kinda things are possible means so much to. and ur my kinda people <3

~ps i honestly never intended to make the caption for this cute lil collage so long but if you're familiar w me and my spop rants at all by now, i bet ur not surprised that i did lmao oh and gold stars to everyone who actually read to the end here omg why can't i stop, and why haven't u?? lol

[strqyr]

i find it funny how ruby's "then you must've forgotten who raised me" is taken as gospel and proof that yang raised ruby alone for several years when it's. preceded by ruby outright lying about the reason why she ended up in the ever after: at no point was ruby planning to jump into the void after yang. they all thought it meant death, and after ruby drank the tea yang didn't try to follow her, either. it feels... absurd to take what ruby is essentially saying—"i would follow you to death because that's how you raised me :)"—as the truth when later it's made clear that yang isn't reciprocating in the same, self-destructive manner.

like. it just makes yang seem super awful?? that she would raise ruby to follow her to death, but she won't do the same in return??? is this really the hill people are willing to die on???

anyway. yang is upset that ruby is there after she tried to save her, and ruby is trying to make yang feel better. that's what the scene is about. much later, when ruby snaps, she says this to yang: "'gotta stay positive!' right?! smiles all around! maybe even get our feelings sorted out!"

ya know. to yang, who makes jokes to hide her fear, her discomfort, her pain.

according to yang, tai "kind of shut down", but we know this doesn't mean that he fell into a depression so deep he couldn't even get out of bed; yang needed to wait for him to be out of house to sneak out—meaning he was attentive of them—, ruby relates to penny for having a dad who worries a lot, he reads them bedtime stories, he was busy with work, ruby's memories have him right there present even after summer's disappearance, etc.

(and that's without mentioning that ice queendom's website description for tai sites him as having raised ruby and yang on his own. or that according to the writers and voice actors alike, yang can't cook.)

everything that we've learned, from V1 to V5 discussion between yang and weiss to V9 points towards the issues of yang and ruby's childhood being emotional. tai didn't literally 'shut down', he just wasn't the same happy, positive person than he was before summer disappeared—and of course he wasn't, he was grieving. and yang took it upon herself to be that person, to 'pick up the pieces', to stay positive and to be smiles all around, making jokes to hide her true feelings, just to bring that little bit of normalcy back to their home.

and ruby followed along. there was no time to sort out feelings, you just had to be happy in the face of great grief. no one in this family really has: tai was focused on raising his daughters (a trait ruby and yang both exhibit: focusing on something else, doing chores or helping others, even when they're not doing do well themselves), he wasn't going to burden them with his issues, and who knows where qrow was doing that time, drowning in his own sorrows; and yang and ruby were busy staying Positive™... until the fall of beacon happened, and yang got to start her journey of sorting her feelings outs. maybe she hasn't quite reached the end of that journey, but she's well on her way. ruby isn't, tho, hence her words to yang when she snapped: it feels unfair, that they've been in the same spot for so long and now yang is moving forward but ruby can't. doesn't feel she's allowed to.

and i feel like V9 perfectly showcased how it was in their childhood even if they were asked "are you okay?": avoid the question, pretend you're okay, happy, smiling, whatever. there's only so much one can do to force the issue if the other person is avoiding it altogether.

anyway. they're finally getting out of the cycle of toxic positivity. the wound is now healing.

can't wait for summer to appear to open a new one.

[imagine-shenanigans]

ouhasgdkl;asjfklajoughoughough anon ty for the compliments ily <33333

You said this was like "strange friendship" but idk if you're going by way of platonic or romantic end goal so I'll have endings for both <3333 I'm also assuming you meant a Vigilante reader?

Also side note but dear dear followers and people perusing the tag who found this, how are we feeling about Jon Bellion's song Guillotine when paired with Miguel/Reader because it came on while I was writing this and I'm feral

Side note, I wrote this awhile ago before I changed the way I write, but I'm going through my drafts and I guess i'll just drop this while I write more for tptbp, since I don't think I'll return to it, at least for awhile

Miguel O'hara Police AU x Vigilante Reader (Friends to Lovers) (Unfinished)

Rating: T for Teen (Minors Still DNI tho please)

General

Miguel has always had a strong sense of right and wrong, and he's always wanted to protect people. As a child, this was a strong sense of justice that manifested, and although now that he's older he sees it from the lens that the ends justify the means, at the end of the day all he wants is to protect the city.

Became disheartened with the police force overall after he'd been in it for a few years, his bright-eyed enthusiasm tampered by years of seeing the worst of Nueva York, both in and out of the police force itself. He's dedicated to reform in the system, and he's stubborn, and that's the only reason he takes the detective position. It's a step above the meaningless work he felt he was doing before, and at least this way he has some say over who really gets the hammer.

In any other world, he thinks to himself, maybe I would be like those vigilantes.

They're all over the news - villains (criminals, he often reminds those who use the term) that fill the streets of Nueva York like filth. Above the petty threats he and the other officers typically get slammed with, real, genuine threats that he should be investigating. Biochemical warfare, robberies that span several city blocks, bombs, and genetic testing that alters the very DNA of the other humans in the city. It results in a frankly concerning amount of human-animal hybrids, and that makes his job narrowing down vigilantes even harder. Between the genetic testing and the well-known phenomena of superpowers, Miguel is up to his eyeballs in (figurative) red yarn and pushpins.

Surpsingly, he doesn't hate the vigilantes for their work. Sure, it makes his own job harder, but if he were a little younger, or if he'd been gifted with powers, he'd have been right out on those streets with the best of them.

But he only has mercy for the ones that pass the extremely high standards he sets. He promised to uphold right and wrong, and while he'll often give the vigilantes a head start, he's never actually worked with anyone... until you.

He'd heard of you, infamous in the media, even for a vigilante. Kids want to be like you, adults are torn between wanting you brought to justice and wanting you pardoned. Villains/Criminals pray for your downfall - most willing to go to great lengths for just that (other than unmasking you - villains and criminals may be just that, but there is a certain code of ethics still upheld, and unmasking someone on purpose is a huge breach of the larger game at play.)

He becomes... just a bit obsessed.

You've got a code of ethics, a moral compass, and you yourself are willing to go to great lengths to protect the city. You're kind, and you're smart, a clever thing that is constantly evading his grasp. As much as he admires you, it's infuriating at the same time how much he hates you. You let criminals off the hook for reasons he can't comprehend, you put yourself in danger to such great lengths that Miguel isn't certain how you quite survive most of the things you do. You're snarky, and kind of an asshole, and you also commit strange, petty crimes, and while he doesn't really care when you punch one of his fellow officers and beat him bloody when you find out he was being a creep to a young girl, Miguel is still forced to at least try to bring you to justice.

But you're a fucking enigma.

If you live in Nueva York proper, he'd never know it - you don't show up on any scanners, your bio-signs are unique in costume, but the moment you're out of his line of sight he couldn't pick you out of a crowd for the life of him. No paper trails - if you're buying anything in the city, it isn't with anything but cold hard cash. He can't tell if you're living hand-to-mouth, and the system itself is hiding you from him, or if you're just clever enough that you're constantly three steps ahead of him.

Maybe it's both.

Miguel gets obsessed, quite frankly, and it's a good thing that he's better than his fellow detectives three times over, because otherwise he'd never get anything done in the long hours away from home. The only thing that keeps him from delving straight into madness is Gabi, and her needs. After she'd developed nightmares a couple years ago when he'd been absorbed in his work, he refuses to put in overtime more than once a week, and even then it's only on days that Gabi would be over spending time with his family anyway.

[wind-becomes-lightning]

we looked like giants.

Hello my friends and followers, today I offer you the OC fic I have been holding back for one and a half years and rewritten at least five times. I am very protective and vunerable about this here, which is one of the reasons I have been holding it back for so long. I am still very nervous about sharing, so please have mercy with me. You don't have to read this if you don't like.

I made Sayuri when I was 16 in early 2009. Back then we could only speculate who Tobi was (tho Obito was a strong contender), so the similarities in their stories is just coincidental! I did not know Obito was still alive, I did not know he was in Kiri for a long time too. I guess it worked out in the end, but it was surely not intentional. 

Thank you to @lemony-snickers for beta reading.

Sayuri looks like this.

Hatake Kakashi x OC

Rated E (eventual smut)

6786 words.

On the cusp of an all out war between the big villages and the Akatsuki Uchiha Sayuri suddenly returns to her hometown of Konoha after over ten years of absence. Her return throws Kakashis life out of order. Or- If Hatake Kakashi had a ryo for everytime a childhood friend he thought was dead came back to life he would have two ryo, which isn't much, but it is weird that it happened twice.

homecoming.

"It's no use trying to sneak up on me, I've already noticed you," the boy said, throwing a shuriken up in the air that he had just picked up from the ground. He shook himself, feeling a sense of unease creep up the back of his neck. He was just out here training and wasn't really up to dealing with bothersome things. Especially since this wasn't the first time he was forced to. The boy did not like other people very much, he did not feel comfortable with other people. Other people stared at him, they talked and whispered about him and worst of all, they did not understand him, not in a way he wanted to be understood. This included his two teammates, who, though important to him, would never deeply get him. Though he liked them fine, Rin more so than Obito, and tried to work with them as well as he possibly could, he still preferred to work on his own, without having to interact with others. Unfortunately for him, shinobi weren't meant to work alone, not if one was trying to adhere to the rules. So personal contact, interpersonal relationships and occasional talks with others were inevitable. Which was a total annoyance. A girl, black hair, two braids down on either sides of her face stepped out from behind an especially large oak tree that was to the right of the training ground he was currently on.

[...]

The sun blinded her when she stepped out of the shadows of the forest. She was still not used to it shining at all times of the day, warm and especially so bright, bathing the surrounding area in a friendly and welcoming light. Too many years had passed in which she had gotten used to the mist and rain that was brought by ocean waves and wind. Not that there wasn't any sun in Kirigakure, but it wasn't strong like here. Though, Sunagakure's sun was much stronger than this one, she supposed. She had rarely been there for long. Sayuri hesitated just at the edge of the forest, her eyes wandering over the low grass to the Great Gates right in front of her. It had been a long time since she had seen the entrance to the Hidden Leaf village outside of videos or pictures. Only one moment, years ago, had she come close enough to cast an eye upon it. Still, she could not deny the familiarity of the scenery. She recalled many moments as a child when she had run through this place, to go training, to go play, to go on a mission or just to run away from her father. Sayuri was a very different person back then. Someone who had a father and something of a brother. Both were dead now.

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[andromedaexists]

Love Me Now || R.M. Virtues

★★★★☆½

TW: EXPLICIT SEX, ROUGH SEX, ALCOHOL/DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, MURDER/ON-PAGE DEATH, KIDNAPPING, ABUSE, TRANSPHOBIA

There are more TWs at the start of this book. R.M. is really good about listing all possible TW's, but that means the list is rather long. Please read it and pay attention to it.

Before I start this, I do want to say that I received an ARC (advanced reader copy) of this book in exchange for an honest review.

Another thing I would like to start off with. I know I've said it before, but I really think that some stories are not meant for certain people even if you love other stories by the same author. This series is a great example of that. I read book one (Drag Me Up) and Did Not Like It. That is okay! I also ended up reading just a few chapters each of books 2 (Keep Me Close) and 3 (Let Me In) before DNF'ing them. They were not stories for me.

HOWEVER, I ended up LOVING this book!

So let's get into it!

I actually do have a few things I didn't like here that brought my rating down to a 4.5 from a 5 star, so let's get those out of the way first:

The weird hyphen thing I mentioned with Drag Me Up is still present. It is not as common, but there were a few moments where I was drawn out of the atmosphere of the book because of the forced cadence

RM really loves ending these books with a sex scene. He really does. Which, in itself, isn't a bad thing but like the final chapters of both Drag Me Up and Love Me Now are sad or somber in tone. I just, I don't think it's appropriate for then to be going at it during these scenes (especially LMN, seeing as Patroclus is literally recovering from an autistic meltdown)

The therapy talk! OMG the therapy talk returns. Again, it's not as present or common as in Drag Me Up, but like I didn't come here for two very clearly unhinged characters to be teaching me morals about rage, y'know? (this book was tolerable, book 1 was not)

All of the trans characters (that we see the genitalia of) have all had bottom surgery. This isn't a bad thing, I just would have loved to see a character that didn't "fully" medically transition (I talked more on this in the review for DMU) like Sisyphus

Speaking of Sisyphus, RM made me like Sisyphus?? that should automatically dump this down to a 2 star read honestly I am Not A Fan of him in mythology. Book Sisyphus can stay tho. I like him.

But that's really all the qualms I had with the book! So let's talk about what I loved:

GAY AUTISTIC TRANS PATROCLUS FTW I love him so very much. A lot of me reading this book was just screaming about Patroclus and how much I love him omgggg

I also love that the contents of the prior books are summed up at the start of this book. Like, I am glad that I read Drag Me Up so that I have an idea of the world, but books 2 and 3 didn't feel like a necessity for me while reading this one.

I genuinely love the dynamic between Achilles and Patroclus. When I tell you I SCREAMED at my kindle every single time the two denied feelings for each other OMG. And then, AND THEN Achilles has the GALL to be soft and loving and adorable and accommodating to Patroclus' autism??? I need me a man like Achilles fr

When I tell you I screamed at the fact that Achilles knows Patroclus is sensitive to sound and he does everything in his power to accommodate that, INCLUDING covering his ears before he has to raise his voice?? I swooned omg

Speaking of Patroclus' autism, the way his autistic rage is portrayed. This is the closest I have come to seeing myself on page. The way that Patroclus processes everything is through the lens of rage, even if he seems calm and collected on the outside. I love that, like genuinely. This book does not shy away from showing the ugly side of neurodivergency. We need more of that in the world, we aren't all uwu pretty boys.

SPEAKING OF Achilles does not infantilize Patroclus AT ALL, not even when he's going through a meltdown! That's HUGE!! Especially for a love interest!! I love it sososo much!

There are honestly so many things I love about this book, a lot of the issues I had with the first book were resolved by the time this book came around. Like, the pacing was great, the characters were fleshed out, they were more than just their sex scenes, over all the vibes were just more put together.

I am so very glad I had the chance to read this book. I will be purchasing a physical copy of it and putting it on my recommendation shelf.

Some quotes I love:

He would follow this man anywhere. All the way to ruin.

It was anger. It had to be anger. It could be nothing else.

Fates, do not let me lose him here.

He put all his feelings in a blender until it all looked like wrath or apathy.

Oh, he would protect this man with his life. He invited the Fates themselves to challenge that.

He made Achilles soft. He made Achilles mortal.

No, as long as there was breath in his lungs, there would be hope.

Honestly there are so many more quotes I pulled out from this book, but I don't want to share too many since it doesn't officially release until the 30th! (I say, already nervous that the scope of this review might bee to in depth to release before pub day)

I would also like to throw in the chat that got to see my live reactions to the book here:

[bokettochild]

Hello! I was just wondering: you have the headcanon that Hylia is Legend’s mother, correct?

If yes, could you explain a little bit?

I don’t mean to sound rude I just think it’s a super interesting headcanon and wondered where it came from (I have not played any of Legend’s games- it’s on my to do list tho!)

Okay so!

This isn't so much a headcannon as a fun thing I like to play with. Technically, there's very little in canon about Legend's parents- none I daresay. Of course, if you look to the manga's (which I did before I started playing his games), you do find bit's and pieces about his family thrown in.

There's quite a few references to his family being from a sacred sect of knights:

And also references to what happened to them:

We also see through both their lack of existence in the games and also the explanations in the manga that Legend never knew his parents.

So, while the manga does tell us that Legend's father was a knight and once friends with Aganim (the lead villain of ALTTP), there's very little at all about his mother except for two things: she's described as gentle and she always held out hope that she and her husband could return to the light realm and find their child to be part of his life. Obviously, her wish never came true, and when Legend comes to the dark world, he's told that while at first they resisted evil, they eventually fell to it and became beasts as well one day.

Which leaves us with nothing but some basic facts:

His family are descended from the knights of Hyrule

His father was a left-handed knight (uncannily a similar description to how Four is spoken of in the manga's as well, but that's not for today)

His mother was a 'gentle lady'

His father had a brother

And that's about it. One can take this a dozen directions. You could say a anyone was his father, and anyone was his mother. In Flight To My Heart, I made it to where an alternate version of Dusk is Legend's mother and Twilight is his Uncle in that world. Now, that was more for funsies and based off of thoughts from my audience, but it still worked out alright and was somewhat believable.

Now, granted, there's the theory that Legend and Fable are siblings, be it twins, half siblings, or whatever have you that it may be. I love this theory, as most folks know. I love this theory a lot and I really enjoy the implications of it: if Legend is Fable's brother, then he's descended from the royal family. If he's from the royal family, then he's Sky's descendant. if he's Sky's descendant, then he's also Sun's. And Sun is Hylia.

I think it started with just having people refer to him as a "child of Hylia" that did it for me. Granted, those people where characters in my ow fics half of the time, but it made me think. What if he was?

I did see the idea explored in "In An Era" by Script_The_Skeleton, but while I may have used it as a throwaway line, I never really tried out writing it until I wrote "Hylia's Child, Hylia's Slave" where having Legend's mother be a goddess was necessary. It was a vent fic meant to help express the powerlessness one can feel under the eye of a mother who seemingly has endless power over them and is impossible to escape from. Hylia, as a goddess, was the optimal choice for that, especially as half the fandom agrees that Legend and Hylia don't get along.

Now, as for how that could work, let's look at Hylia a bit first. Hylia is a goddess, and she incarnated before the beginning of Skyward Sword in order to fight alongside her hero better than she was able to before when Skyloft was first raised. By the time of Breath of the Wild however, it's somewhat hinted that she was no longer incarnating for whatever reason. My theory is that after long enough, when an incarnate died, she determined that Hyrule was strong enough without he immediate power among them and returned to wherever it is that the goddesses all hang out. This would probably be not long before Four's time. In Four Swords, there's something called 'Force' or 'light power' that Link has to collect, and this power is what was left behind when Hylia gave up incarnating, similarly to how the Triforce was created when the Golden Trio departed the earth.

With Hylia returned to the heavens, she was no longer passing her power along through the Hylian line, which is why it's not uncommon that characters that the various heroes meet with over time make reference to Hylians beginning to die out. Unfortunately, their power also began to die out, and by the time of the Sealing War (the war fought to seal Ganon after the death of the Fallen Hero AKA Time) there were precious few Hylians left and very little power, hence, Hylia returned.

Now this is all theoretical, but in my fics, the lore to it is that Hylia returned, taking mortal form, but not incarnating herself exactly. She held the power to shed her form if she wanted, but she didn't. She married and helped to bring Hyrule to strength again. Then of course, she had two children with her husband, twins, and then everything fell apart. In trying to protect her people, evil power overwhelmed her and injured her so that she had to drop her mortal form and return to the place of the goddesses to recover from the attacks by Ganon's servants, leaving behind her kingdom and children to deal with Aganim and Ganon.

Fable and Legend, having suffered as much as they have since a young age, are capable protectors of Hyrule, and Hylia no longer saw a need to return to Hyrule to restore it, what with her children accomplishing the task for her. Instead, she turns her attention to other duties and people.

While we don't see it much in the official Zelda games, Nintendo has shown us that Fable, out of all of the Zeldas, is extremely powerful. As her twin, Legend would bear similar power, thus making them strong enough to take on a lot more than the average Hylian. Honestly, that's probably why I love this idea so much. Dragon Wars and Fierce Deity Time are all well and great, Feral Wild and Wolf Twilight are wonderful, Fairy Hyrule and Godkiller Sky are fantastic, but the thing that will always have my heart is Demi-God Legend, the "average nobody" who can and will unleash a fury like nothing else when he chooses.

[yandere--stuck]

I just finished playing bugsnax in like 3 days (didn't unlock everything tho) and literally every couple has potential to have MC as their 3rd. Filbo has the most potential bc of how much he obsessed over Liz 1st and now he's ur roommate! And he knows ur not crazy! Tho Liz and eggabell could've trapped u w/ them as part of the bugsnax queen,,, lots of potential in this game, they all depend on u so much how could they not fall in love a little too much. Also I love ur work!

I really hope you liked it! :D I'm replaying it rn myself and I love all the new content they added in! And I still gotta get the dlc

And you're SO RIGHT.

Wambus and Triffany would feel themselves indebted to you for all you've done to them! And... Well, their relationship wasn't in the best shape before you came along, isn't that proof that you and they are meant to be? Plus, Wambus is far too stubborn to let you go. You've helped them so much and they care about you so dearly, won't you let them take care of you in return, hon? They just wanna dote on you, it's what you deserve!

And Chandlo and Snorpy just want to protect you! And... Take care of you. And spend every moment with you. And keep you hidden from the outside world, far from the clutches of The Grumpinati and their attempts to hurt you or take you away- or, well, maybe that's just Snorpy's paranoia talking. And Chandlo knows it's not good to feed into his boyfriend's worries, but when it comes to, well, Chandlo doesn't want to take a risk, either!

Chandlo'll wrap his arms tight around you in a hug to keep you still and safe in his arms. Being really good at hugging and protecting the people he loves is why he wanted to get strong in the first place! Well, half the reason. The other half was to be really good at basketball and also lifting houses. He'll hold you and nuzzle against you while Snorpy studies you and draws diagrams and even conducts his own interviews! Though, they'll before his and Chandlo's ears only...

Lizbert and Eggabell are even more protective of you than they are for, well, each other. It makes you feel coddled. Lizbert is ecstatic when Eggabell comes along on hunting trips, but both of them insist you stay in town (where it's safe!), and, uh, you know, just keep watch. Even if you try to sneak out after them, they'll fuss over you and ask if you're hurt the moment they find you - and the entire way as they walk you back to Snaxburg.

And as much you're happy to find both of them alive and... Relatively well, your heart sinks when you realize you won't be leaving Snaktooth Island with everyone else. Don't worry, though, all you need is them....

To Filbo, you are... Everything. His light in the dark. His hero. His buddy. His best friend. His Soulmate!! I mean, it makes sense, doesn't it? You believed in him. You tool him seriously. You always reassured him and never made him feel bad about himself. And yousaved him! You saved everyone. It's only right that he show the same care... The same love you showed him. You mean the world to him. He can't take his eyes off of you, so don't worry if you feel eyes burning into the back of your head or feel hot breath on the back of your neck, heh. And if he wins the election, his first action as mayor will be using all of his power to be able to keep you all to himself and treat you like you deserved to be.

Floofty would probably come off the most... Strange. You could feel their gaze on you throughout the entirety of your stay on Snaktooth. You were sure they hated you. They'd purposefully bump into you, insult and talk down to you, force you to gather supplies for experiments with no thanks in return. And when they weren't acting like a menace toward you, they'd hole themselves up in their hut or in the wrecked ship outside of town to do goodness knows what.

And when you had finally managed to convince Floofty to come back to town, you went back to Boiling Bay to collect some bugsnax a resident was looking for, and decided to take one last peak into Floofty's makeshift hut... And you felt yoyrbresth escape your lungs. In the light of day, you could clearly see your name written and scratched into the wood over and over and over again. If you weren't able to calm yourself down, you might've thought everyone was right about Floofty - that they really were a murderer and their next target was you. But, for the life of you, you didn't know what you had done to make them so angry with you...

It's only when you leave the island and Floofty gets a better handle on dealing with their emotions and other grumpuses that Floofty gets you all alone... And confesses. You... You were all they could think about. You took up almost every thought. It terrified them. They were awful, and yet you treated them with kindness and... And it was the most frightening thing they'd ever experienced. They were so, so worried. Their work in snaxburg was all for naught. And now... Now, they couldn't protect you. If something happened... They wouldn't be able to put you back together. And it was horrifying. It was horrifying to care so much. To love you so deeply and wholly and completely, to love you so much it ached.

[lem0nshark-writes]

"The City of Ruins"

Thranduil x Male (elf) Reader

Word count: 2344 Summary: Lost lovers reunite 🌙☄

Warnings: angst at first then fluff w/ smut later on, the begining of smut is marked tho so don't worry, reader's a bottom

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After the battle for Erebor you stayed behind in the city of Dale, it wasn't on your own accord, no. If it were up to you you would have returned to Mirkwood with your king, but you were banished from your home.

Such events came to be because you defied your king's orders to fall back and leave the dwarves to deal with orcs on their own. But you weren't gonna let your friends die, you weren't gonna let them fight on their own, even if it meant going against your king's will.

So you stayed behind, betrayed look on your king's face coming to haunt you more often than you'd like to admit. But you knew you did the right thing.

Many moons passed since the battle and you managed to fix yourself a home, it wasn't much, just a lower floor with a fireplace and a spot to lay on, but it's all you could muster up from the city in ruins.

You took it upon yourself to slowly clean and build around yourself, salvaging what you can of the city. And short trips to Laketown took care of your need for food and liquids.

It was a decent life, but terribly horribly lonely.

Your only friend being your thoughts and a bittersweet longing for your rín meleth*.

(*crowned love)

You feelings didn't come as surprise to you, they've been lingering for a while now but you've never acted on them, fearing he wouldn't feel the same and you'd cross a line. And besides, you were just a regular elf, no royalty, why would you ever be a match for him.

Dark stormy clouds gathered around the mountain and the city of Dale, heavy rain moments from being released.

You rushed to your small home in the heart of the city, arms full of twigs and branches, racing the time against the rain. And you made it in in the last second because just as you closed the door the sky came crashing down in big droplets.

You let out a sigh of relief and made your way to the fireplace, placing the newbrought wood at the side of it and started the night's fire. After making sure it's well lit and strong, you moved the remaining wood on the side for later.

You got up and took off unnecessary layers of clothes and your boots as the room started to fill up with warmth, setting them on their spot near the door.

Fixing your hair up in a messy bun you sat down on your bed and just as your were about to lay down for your daily rest, an unexpected knock on the door broke the comfortable silence mixed in with the crackling of the fire.

You looked up at the door and slowly got up, wondering who could it be as no guests announced themselves for the following days.

Creaking the door open your eyes widened in surprise. There in front of you, soaked in rain head to toe, stood none other than your ex king.

Your shock was soon pushed away by reminiscence of betrayal and old memories that came flooding your thoughts.

"How could you do that to me?.." pained expression pushed it's way through on kings face, trying to overcome the angry one that he tried so hard to keep.

"I already told you, but I guess you've gone deaf on your ears, I wouldn't and I won't let my friends die because you were too much of a coward to fight!" you started slow and calm but by the end of the sentence got louder and angrier, fire of the old argument rekindling fast.

"I am no coward! I did that to save the lives of our people! To save your life!" he growled back.

Anger gushed through your body but you said nothing, staring at his icy blue eyes.

"You might be-You maybe were my king, but my friends' lives are more important than your orders," you turned away, walking deeper into the house.

Thranduil followed, doors closing after him, and looked around a bit, feeling bad seeing how you lived since he threw you out of your home.

"You're so stubborn.." he sighed heavily, "What if something happened to you? What would I do then? What would I do without you??"

You turned around slightly and looked over at him. Worry of past events and what-ifs ridden across his face mixing with anger towards your stubbornness.

"You did just fine.." you muttered almost inaudibly, looking back away to hide your tears, old feelings starting to become too much.

He looked at you in shock for a few moments before regaining his ability to speak, "What… You think I enjoyed banishing you?? You think I enjoyed returning home without you and spending months an months with you nowhere in sight?? You think I like that?? .. When people ask me where you are?? .. Not seeing your face ever day??…"

"You think my soul isn't tearing into pieces without my meleth.." he looked at you, sadness twisting his face into a pained expression.

Your eyes widened at the last part and you turned around swiftly, standing there with your mouth agape for a few moments before speaking, " . . . Your meleth?.."

Thranduil's eyes widened a bit as well after he realized what he had said but then closed slowly as his expression melted into one of saddened agreement.

"You loved me?.." you asked softly.

He nodded, ". . . I still do.."

"Why didn't you say anything?.." you took a few steps towards the taller male, closing the gap between you two almost completely, and searched his eyes with your own.

"I feared you wouldn't feel the same.. and I couldn't bear the thought of losing you if that were true.." he finally gazed back at you.

"Silly king," you muttered through a slight smile forming on your face, " I loved you for hundreds of years, and I still do," you took his hands in yours and held them to your chest.

At your words his face lit up like forest in spring waking up from a long winter dream and he leaned I swiftly, locking his lips with yours, something he's been yearning to do for so long.

Without thinking you returned the kiss, wrapping your arms around him in a tight embrace and he did the same, his strong arms washing away all the worries and making you feel like the whole world around you disappeared.

"Return home with me my meleth, rule as a king by my side, let's never part again," he whispered into your neck.

Your lips spread into a warm smile as you gazed upon his eyes, "I'd like that very much."

((smut continuation from here on))

The two of you settled down on a crapet by the fireplace, setting your journey back to Mirkwood for tomorrow, when the storm hopefully calms down.

You forced the king to take off the outer layer of his clothes to put to dry by the fire and he undid his wet hair too, allowing it to dry easier on the warm air.

The two of you rested in each other's arms for a while, letting the fire warm you both up as you chatted exchanging some old stories and talks of your lingering feelings.

He smiled down at you, arms wrapped around your body as you rested your back against his chest. You looked up at him, returning the smile, "What?"

"Nothing. I just am wondering why we didn't confess sooner," he placed a warm kiss onto your jaw.

"Me too," your eyes instantly closed as he did that, "I guess we are two completely oblivious idiots," you added with a chuckle.

He let out a chuckle as well, "That we are." He grinned and kissed you deepy, passion spilling out from his lips.

You smiled into the kiss and returned just as passionately, cupping his cheeks in the process.

The bigger elf moved slightly, allowing your bodies to face each other, before wrapping his arms around you again.

The two of your kept on kissing, the kiss turning from slow and passionate to yearning and with a lot more tongue.

His hands started roaming your body and soon enough your vest was off, and shortly after your shirt too.

At the motion you parted your kiss and the two of you exchanged a knowing look. And just as quickly his lips were back on yours and your hands now undoing his top.

Once you won the battle with his shirt he moved his lips to your neck, tracing kisses and licks before the same turned into bites and sucks, leaving hickeys behind that ended up littering your neck and your chest.

You moaned on his actions, running your fingers through his hair and giving it a gentle thug on each bite he left on your soft skin.

He moved his attention to your lower stomach, leaving warm kisses there as he slipt your pants off with a single swift move.

You looked up at him, the two of you locking eyes, as you bit your lower lip. His gaze trailed around your body, taking in every bit of it, "Y/n.. you're beautiful.." he said, lust-laced desire dripping off his words.

The tone he spoke in made you shiver under his touch. He gave you a deep kiss and then proceeded to take his pants off too and soon enough both of yours undergarments followed.

He laid you down and got on top of you, kissing you deeply once again.

Your eyes stayed locked with his abs and, well, lower parts, being slightly taken aback by how good he looks.

He quickly caught up on your thoughts and smirked, making you in return blush like mad.

"Like what you see?" Thranduil smirked at his smaller lover who by the looks of it was about to burst into flames from the redness his cheeks reached caused by his words and that smug smirk Thranduil proudly wore.

He chuckled at his lover's sudden shyness and let his hand trail to his already errect memeber.

You gasped softly at the feel of his fingers on you and your eyes closed from pleasure, hand rushing to your mouth to silent the escaping moans.

Thranduil's hand reached for yours and moved it from your mouth, pinning it above your head, "I like your moans, don't hide them," he smirked and left kisses across your yaw and neck once again, as his hand worked magic bringing you all the way to the edge before abruptly stopping.

You looked up at him in wonder, unpleased and yearning for the pleasure to come back. He smirked softly at you and pulled you by your thighs closer to himself and his face went down.

You looked up at what he was up to and gasped in pleasure when you felt his slick tongue move against your hole. You fell back and your eyes rolled in sweetness as his tongue made it's way into you. It twisted and turned inside you, sending waves of pleasure all throughout your body, his hands squeezing your butt cheeks as they held onto them.

Once again you were on the edge of an orgasm and once again he pulled away just as you were about to reach it.

You whined slightly this time, pouting at his repeated action.

"Shhhhhh you'll like what comes next better-," he smirked at you and sat himself up again, grabbing at the sides of your thighs as he positioned himself at your now wet entrance.

You propped yourself up just enough to reach his lips and kiss him deeply, which he gladly returned, one of his hands reaching up to cup your cheek.

"Ready?" he smiled at you warmly as you two held your faces close to one another. You gave him a soft nod, bracing yourself for what's about to come.

He slowly started pushing in, giving you enough time in-between each little push to adjust to him in you, moans rolling off your tongue along with rugged breaths.

Once he was all the way inside you he kissed you deeply, distracting you from any lingering pain till it all melted away into burning pleasure.

Holding at your sides he slowly started moving his hips pushing his big length in and out of you, at first slowly before picking up the pace. Moans streamed out of both of your mouths mixed up with muffled breathing between kisses.

"Ahhhh hhhhhngggg…" moans left your mouth one after the other as he picked up the pace even more, hand back on your ass and squeezing it.

Your finger nails raked his back in pleasure causing him to moan your name out between paced breaths, "Y/n… ahhh-."

You moved your lips to his neck, leaving the tall elf an even bigger moaning mess as you left hickey upon hickey against his skin.

He slapped your ass in the moment as he pushed in even deeper, reaching that sweet sweet spot, making you moan his name out even louder than before. He picked up on that and started hitting that spot repeatedly with even greater strength making you melt completely underneath him.

He could tell you were very close and so was he, and with a few more strong thrusts both of you came hard, moaning each other's names and spilling, you on his and yours stomach and him inside of you.

Panting he brought himslef down and placed a loving kiss on your lips, exhausted with pleasure and still riding your orgasm you returned.

He gently pulled out and plopped down next to you, pulling you close into his warm embrace.

You two stayed like that for a while, hugging and unable to reach your breaths.

Once your breath returned to your lungs you snuggled up into his chest and kissed his yaw, "I love you my king."

He smiled down at you and hugged you tighter, placing a long kiss onto your lips, "I love you too meleth."

[percabeth4life]

Sorry if this is random; I’m curious! How would you rank Rick’s portrayal of the Olympian gods, from least to most accurate?

Mine would go Poseidon, Ares, Zeus, Apollo, Demeter, Artemis, Aphrodite, Athena, Dionysus, Hermes, Hephaestus, Hera.

Okay... hmm... this is gonna be rough cause wow it's complicated cause Rick fucked up all of them really and I'm gonna have to basically measure it- but uh-

Least Accurate

Dionysus: Dionysus of the myths is legitimately a force of nature and chaos and he is remarkably good looking (emphasized several times in the myths). The best I can give him is that his Dionysus is depressed, that's literally his only shield on this matter.

Zeus: oh boy- okay so this is a thing like yeah Zeus does some shit in the myths but Rick is like- not looking at context. Does he get with a lot of women? Yeah. Do the myths use the word r*pe for it? Yes. Do you know what that word meant at the time? Cause let me tell you, it's not the same it means now. It means either to take the person (physically move them elsewhere) or to be with them without the permission of the father. Zeus def got with some without consent but it is not nearly to the level people like to claim. And on top of that, people keep saying he's horrible, Rick included. Zeus is the God of Justice and he is not bad at that. He has many notable instances in the myths of being a fair judge, of ceding his own vote to be sure as the judge he doesn't make it unfair (like say, the Poseidon and Athena myth which implies he would've voted in Poseidon's favor). That's not even getting into his position as the God of hospitality (there's a reason people respect hospitality laws) or a God of the home. Just- Zeus is so much more than what Rick showed but Rick, like many others, didn't bother to look beyond the most basic beliefs of the myths. (oops that's long)

Apollo: Maybe one would consider this unreasonable, but the amount of myths he twisted or even made up brings Apollo to a very inaccurate standard.

Ares: Ares is treated as an abusive father and frankly not the smartest. The real Ares is one of the BEST dads in the myths imo. And he is a God of War, not the strategy but he has the instincts, he is the strength of will, the courage and the fear rolled up in one.

Hera: ... okay she- okay people don't understand her stuff and I wrote a thing on her before (HERE) tho that covers a specific myth but like- she is the Goddess of FAMILY. She would never have treated Nico like that. She would never have treated the family like that. She would have issues with Zeus' kids, but mythologically they only really suffered from her when Zeus shoved them in front of her. She stood against several of his kids yeah, but her active harm is most evident with Herakles and Dionysus specifically, and my post does cover that. So like- the hate shown? It would not be nearly that level. Her greatest grievance was always with the women who got with Zeus. She loves her family, she loves her people, she is a loving Goddess.

Poseidon: I've spoken of it before but I DO give credit for him being a family man and willing to go to extremes, he's just... way too chill. Like so way too chill.

Demeter: Okay with Rick I almost give him a pass for his messed up portrayal of Demeter if only because literally everyone does it. People lack a fundamental understanding of Demeter, of her love of her daughter which is returned equally. He makes her overbearing and obsessed with... cereal of all things. It's a mess, but she isn't present enough for me to really get on his case for her.

Aphrodite: He got her being a force of love fairly right but messed up a lot on how she cares for it, how she is a force of war, blood lust and sexual lust both. She is not soft and gentle, love has started and ended wars and she is that force.

Athena: for all Athena gets a lot of attention she wasn't actually... present much. But from what we do see? Her just having kids is horrifically inaccurate. But she does guide the children and give them gifts (seen via Annabeth). The weird stuff with her and Minerva is horribly inaccurate and if Minerva was on the table for this it would put Athena and Minerva at the Least Accurate without a doubt. But she's a strategist, if a bit... colder than one would expect. And she aided on quests.

Artemis: she gets fairly accurate because while he definitely got parts wrong (like her hunters and stuff) she is a warrior, she is protective, she is a shield for the young. So the man hating stuff is... not as bad as some of the others got.

Hephaestus: ehhhhh, he's... okay he's a loner so kudos on that, and awkward with people sure, but like- he does care for his family. And he forgave Hera ages ago, there's a whole part of a myth on it. He is good with machines tho, and otherwise doesn't really get attention so... okay.

Hermes: he's pretty chill, and cares for his kids and stuff. Not the worst? Honestly, he doesn't get a huge amount of attention in manners I can really judge. He's polite, helpful, and gives aid. And he cares for his kids a lot and watched over them. Not bad.

Most Accurate

Yeah... okay that seems roughly the order... some of these are more overlapping on it than others cause it's hard to rank this but- hope that works.

[calypsolemon]

even tho i looooove hearing abt harumi, i would LOVE to hear ur thoughts on nyas arc this season and also the way that they brought garmadon back. and if u want ur general thoughts on how the show handles authority? ex: prison arcs, wu, etc. i know that last part is v broad but its a part of the show i have been very much thinking abt.

ohoooo you're in for a long one. I'll mark off each part to make it more comprehensible

nya

so first off, nya's arc. Tbh I mooostly liked it but i feel like it was one of the things that was a little bit rushed in the chaos that was everything they tried to shove into this season.

I think as the perfectionist of the team, it makes sense for her to struggle with the loss of her powers the same way she struggled with realizing her powers. She was forced out of the identity of samurai x, then came to terms with being the water ninja, then someone else took the samurai x mantle, which she became happy with once she realized who did so. This was another disruption of a status quo she had come to accept. She also had accepted the finality of what she was choosing to do by merging with the sea; obviously she sought to come back the moment she realized she could, but it has to be difficult to return to being a powerless human girl after being a literal dragon sea goddess who experienced a kind of ego-death. So I totally vibe with ignoring the obvious ways she can help the others again, and feeling helpless without her water powers.

I do understand why they had her powers slowly returning by the end of the season, but I kind of wish she had still not had them back. It would have played with the ninja also losing their powers better, rather than it feeling like they're trading off situations lol. I would also like to see different effects for her powers returning than kai, since her element seems to have come from a different source than dragons. Maybe her being afraid she would start losing herself to the sea again would be interesting? Those are of course things that could potentially happen in the next season, but who knows.

garmadon

Garmadon's return this season was p good, I think it strikes a good balance between the state we left him in in the oni trilogy, while making him less of a completely unlikeable dick who spits on the good name of og Garm lol. I like the angle that the show is taking particularly, that he is re-learning compassion and that its possible for him to do so, that he is even willing to help people out, but its still frustrating for him to deal with people who are having emotions he simply can't understand from a logical perspective. The fact that this aspect of his character is not being treated as inherintly evil, and that lloyd is in the wrong for claiming that he can't learn or care about things via logical conclusion or learning is wrong, are actually REALLY good takes that the show has been lacking for a long time now.

That being said, I found some of his circular arguments with lloyd to be a bit annoying, and somewhat of a missed opportunity. There were times in the season where I felt like, yeah it makes sense that they would say these things to each other over and over instead of getting anywhere, but for the audiences sake, we didn't really need to hear the same talking points between them like 50 times. I think they could have built up to the compassion conversation in the serpentine library a lot better.

prison arcs

my feeling on the prison stuff is like... mixed. I see what they were going for, clearly lloyd's little speech to ronin while in jail was leading up to the compassion argument, and he was meant to be in the wrong. Still, i feel like they didn't quite hit the nail on the head of why lloyd was wrong in the prison. The show kind of took the route of "yeah the villains are doing villainy, but they can choose to do good things when it comes down to it, so lloyd's assessment of them isn't completely accurate" when really it should have been more like "well people are motivated to do shitty things by shitty circumstances, and also illegality isn't equivalent to morality, a lot of what drives people to crime is simply not having any other choice, the same way you and the ninja were irt nya." They... kind of did that halfway with lloyd's little speech to mcbrag, but i feel like it didn't quite come together in the way that I hoped?

Really I think what's missing from the picture is just like, giving some of the low-level villains more reasonable motivation for what they do. Ronin already kind of had a backstory that explained why he was stealing stuff, but his reasons for continuing to do so after s5 have not been super clear besides "he wants to." UV is still painted as mostly just chaotic and crazy, and basically nothing is given for the rest of the minor villains that show up. Harumi is maybe the only one whose actual motivation is painted in a somewhat sympathetic light despite how awful she's been, but her reasoning for her crimes is already established canon, so I can't say that is part of this season's design.

I dont think ninjago needs to go too overboard with this, I just think characters mentioning like "I steal because its the only way I can make money, nobody wants to hire an ex-criminal for anything except crime" or "I didn't have a home until the SOG gave me one, the ninja certainly weren't helping me with that" something that made all these ppl in prison seem less like they just do fucked up shit on a whim and more like they have just as complex lives as the ninja. Would have added a lot of depth to the overall themes of this season.

Sorry that was less about Authority in ninjago and more about just the prison arc in general. Tbh my thoughts on the way authority is presented in ninjago in general is like "too much respect is often put on authority in ninjago but the show is getting better about that," which i believe is true. Despite my criticisms I think newer seasons have been more willing to question some of the weird idolization of authority and destiny that the series has held onto for so long, and I'm excited to see them hopefully improve even further in future seasons.

[yb-cringe]

Wah ty... Joey pulling out the lanterns during his fight with Shadow Girl this episode was such a rough moment... As much as she probably shouldn't have helped Scott and Sausage grief his area, him pulling out the lanterns she had just returned to him in order to chase her off was extremely cruel considering that he was there for the task force. I think a lot of disabled and mentally ill folks empathize with the fear that they'll screw up and suddenly those close to them will turn the things they can't help against them and seeing Joey weaponize her sensitivity to light because he was upset with her was! Bad! I think there is a lot of tragedy in their friendship that was beyond their control with Joey going from Shulk to the Fairy Prince, but it doesn't lessen how horrible it must have been for Shadow Girl to see the one person she trusted suddenly start to demand she change and wield her struggles against her. As much as I hope she has a happier life as her new origin, I also hope she's not over the ways that everyone, from Scott and Sausage, to the Task Force, to Joey, wronged her as Shadow Girl. She deserves to demand that they make it right and she deserves to find a group of folks that will care for her unconditionally, even when her needs don't align with theirs. I'm... honestly not thrilled about the idea of her only getting to find happiness after death and rebirth without being a Shadow Crawler anymore bc I've seen that story before and it is often very ableist, but with the nature of the server and with hopes for cc!shubble's writing, I am cautiously hoping that the respawn won't be the end of things... All this to say i hope Shelby is still angry and doesn't forget and maybe next time someone gets the shadow crawler origin, she'll be able to make sure they don't have to feel as miserable as she did. She literally deserves the entire world and also has a right to kill whoever she wants This also isn't meant to be like. anti-Joey as either a content creator or a character, I think he is fantastic both in and out of character!!! It's just my thoughts on the story as a whole and that particular moment

yeah! well, ok i have thoughts:

- i said the whole ‘shubble stumbling onto a mental illness/disability vibe’ as a very LOOSE thing. i mean, its definitely something ppl can relate to and vibe with as a feeling but we should also probably step back and realize that its. Not the purpose of the story cc!shubble is telling. like thats a cool connection to make, but cc!shubble Not living up to that expectation isn’t bad or ‘feeding’ into abelist narratives. At that point, you’d be putting the expectation that because WE see a story this way, that the creator needs to adjust their narrative thusly.

which, yeah, isnt great. she didnt make it as a neurodivergent/mi/disability story, she stumbled onto the right path by accident. its minecraft roleplay and it makes sense that she’s vibin with that story and can take it wherever she’d like. Your frustrations with an abelist narrative stem from people who KNOWINGLY make mentally ill/disabled characters and then kill them off/cure them/etc and spread the idea that ppl cant live happily with themselves. Which is definitely an issue- however. you’re uh. not gonna find the answer for it in a mcrp.

thats not to say i dont sympathize! id also love for like. single crumb of good representation in media and also. yeah i think it was intentional for the other characters to treat her Badly to set her up for a sort of comeback so— we’re all definitely empathizing with her as a character. who knows where the story is gonna go tho, im kinda hoping for an unholy trio reunion tbh.

tl;dr— c!Shubble has a relatable narrative and connections, however she (cc!shubble) IS NOT making a story with the intention to represent these themes and expecting her to withhold to standards that dont Apply here will only lead to disappointment.

anyway yes uh. got off track there but. Yeah! these past few episodes have been Brutal w the betrayals and shit. totally get why c!joey was pissed hoWEVER…. i would kill for shadow girl…. beloved…

and Wow these past few episodes have been heartwrenching. definitely FELT that as someone whos Needed accommodations in the past only to be made fun of for needing them— oof.

[miraculouscontent]

Au where Kwami are more morally ambiguous and have their own sort-of agendas or vague goals (I can't think of a better description than that for what I'm thinking) some of which have to do with their wielders (like Pollens being something like 'helping her Queen reach their fullest potential', with that full potential varying depending on the wielder and their personality/goals) or the Kwami in the same box as them, humanity in general (positive or negative), or just fully embodying the concept they represent, and if their wielder starts using their Miraculous in ways that keep the Kwami from fulfilling said agenda, they can take their Miraculous and magically sense people who would be better fits to replace their former wielder. The Guardians, who aren't actually as good as they claim to be/think they are, found a spell to stop Kwami from being able to do this as a way to control them and use them as tools. Gabriel or Emilie was able to use this spell (mb someone translated part of the Grimioire before they find it or smthng) which is why Nooroo and Dusuu don't leave, but Plagg and Tikki aren't bound to Adrien and Marinette.

Tikki's agenda is to maintain the safety of the Kwami of her Box over everything else, and Marinette doing her damnedest as Ladybug and as the Guardian to stop Hawkmoth and retrieve Nooroo and Dusuu aligns with this, so she is quite happy with Marinette.

Plagg's sort of agenda is to, basically, help Tikki with what she wants to do. Not in a self-sacrificing way like what Marinette is forced to do in cannon for Adrichat tho; Plagg and Tikki are Destruction and Creation. At the beginning all they had was each other, and when the world crumbles to dust they'll still have each other. They are two sides of the same coin, they are part of each other; whether Plagg will admit it or not, Tikki is the most important thing in the universe to him, and Tikki feels the same way. But while Creation is active, Destruction is passive. Plagg doesn't really want for much, and is content to follow Tikki's lead. But when Adrien grows more entitled, and starts refusing to help Ladybug bc she doesn't return his feelings (or in his mind, won't acknowledge that she does), Plagg takes issue. He likes being lazy, takes pride in it at times, but refusing to help Ladybug hurts Tikki, makes it harder for her to do what she wants.

So the night after Glaciator, when Adrien shows that he has no problem putting his feelings over his duty to Ladybug, Plagg takes the Ring and flies over Paris looking for a new wielder. Tikki is able to sense this, and alerts Marinette in the morning.

When Chat Sith shows up on the scene to help Ladybug deal with an Akumatized Adrien, she isn't surprised by this new partner, but she is wary at first. This wariness soon fades however, as Chat Sith shows himself to be a better partner in every way.

((Chat Sith is the widely used fannon name for Black Cat!Luka, right? If not, that's who I meant))

my anons: Adrien salt where Adrien gets replaced by basically anyone Luka.

me: 👀 👀 👀 👀

I ADORE IT!! YESSSSS

[holden-caulfield]

Hatred, you thought.

↪︎ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

SUMMARY: enemies that get trapped in the same room and have no choice but to work together to get out, inevitably leading the two of them to realize their true feelings for each other to lovers.

WARNINGS: is it angsty? i don't think so, fluffy ending tho

WORD COUNT: 1991

A/N: i'm not really sure what this is, but i used my prompt and this came out... i don't think i ever mention draco but i wrote this with him in mind. also, i don't think they are in school, it's an au of some sort and it's very messy :) it will make sense as you read it tho!!

No way out. An empty room. Just you and him.

Oh, how ironic Fate could be, how insensitive, cruel and ironic.

No way out.

You were stuck, how it happened was still a mystery to you. Such a fool for having let yourself be trapped in there.

An empty room.

No windows, just a door, which was now sealed. The only source of lightning was enough to illuminate both of your faces, his features so sharp in the pale light emanated from the dangling lamp above you.

Just you and him.

It could have been anyone, but it had to be him, of course. He wasn't any happier than you, he despised you just as much as you did, if not more.

But there you were, alone together. Words weren't needed because facial expressions were enough to convey each other's feelings: scowls perfectly disclosed any emotion that passed through your minds. Aversion, loathing, abhorrence, hate.

Such a strong word, you never thought you'd have used it to describe someone, but he was worthy of the title. You hated him, so deeply, so violently, so passionately.

He was much more generous with the use of the word, he hated pretty much everyone who didn't agree with him. But with you. Oh, with you it was different. He made sure you knew he actually hated you. It was not playful banter, it was not temporary animosity. It was pure, unfathomable hatred.

Then why did you find yourself there with him? Fate, once more, came into play.

It has such a weird way of playing, Fate. It can conjoin long lost lovers just as easily as it can unite sworn enemies who would happily have nothing to do with each other. And it takes great pleasure in doing the latter; you couldn't help but imagine the Moirai laughing, deriding you as they spun the inexorable thread that was your own Fate. Insensitive and cruel they were as they got their merciless job done.

"What now?" he asked, but he already knew the answer. He didn't want to admit it, admit he needed your help; neither did you.

But the only alternative was waiting, waiting for the inevitable destiny that would have hit you if you hadn't got out of the room. However, that meant more time to share with him, and neither of you was hoping on it.

"We find a way out, isn't it obvious?" you couldn't refrain the sarcasm dripping from your tone. The even deeper scowl decorating his face was worth it.

"How?" it took a lot out of him to stop himself from snapping at you as he analyzed the only object in the chamber, the door.

"Aren't you the one always preaching about his above-average intellect? Put it to good use, then." you knew snarky remarks wouldn't have helped you to find a way out, but they did help improve your mood, even if only in the slightest.

"No lock. No handle. No hinges. What is your great intellect suggesting?" he threw away that last ounce of restraint he had in him and decided to play your game. A challenge, to entertain you while you endured his vile presence.

"Push it. Break it down."

"Ladies first." you took a running start and collided with the door. It didn't budge.

You tried again, this time he joined you. It didn't budge. Useless attempts.

"Great idea." you could feel the smirk in his voice but you didn't give him the satisfaction and stared at the still-closed door instead.

No way out. An empty room. Just you and him.

When suddenly an illumination: while scrutinizing the room, you looked up and, narrowing your eyes, you noticed a square-shaped line, so thin you couldn't have seen it if you hadn't been so focused.

"Give me a hand, quick!" you let of all the hostilities as an opportunity arose and grasped his shoulder, forcing him to look towards the area your finger pointed to.

He joined his hands and helped you reach what you hoped was a trap door.

"God, i thought you were lighter..."

"And i thought you were stronger but look at us." you stretched your arms to reach it but it was still too high up, "Higher!"

"I can't extend myself, you know?" he said, quite irritated.

"Oh woah, something you can't do? Bewildering..." arms still outstretched, you lifted yourself on your toes. A mistake.

You lost balance and could already taste the blood in your mouth from the inevitable contact with the floor, but it never happened.

Because he caught you. You were shocked and from the look in his eyes, he was too.

"Try not to do other stupid things because i won't be there to catch you again." you quickly lifted yourself from his hold and immediately started to study another way to reach the trap door, your only hope, but in your mind thoughts about what had just happened still roamed freely.

There was no explanation other than the fact that he could not work with an injured person; if you had hurt yourself, you would have been weaker and therefore unable to help him get out. Yes, that was the reason.

"Give me a lift again."

"You can't reach it-"

"Give me a lift. Again." your tone was sterner and he complied, but not before scoffing and rolling his eyes.

You climbed on his hands once more, but it was still too high. You lifted your foot tentatively and placed it on his shoulder.

"Woah, are you trying to kill me up there?!"

You didn't answer, instead using the new added height to reach the ledge. You pushed it open and climbed up, successfully exiting the room you had called prison just moments ago.

"Always."

He smirked disapprovingly, a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and signaled for you to help him out now, so you moved to find something, anything to help him.

It was dark, the only light brightening the new corridor that had just appeared was faint and came from the far end of it.

You crossed the entire hallway, looking for a rope or a box strong enough to support your nemesis when it dawned on you: your nemesis. Why were you even helping him? Sure he had helped you, but that was before you were free.

You had now a choice, he didn't have any. If he did, he wouldn't have been so magnanimous. He surely wouldn't.

You kept on going towards the light, strengthening with every step you took when a rope appeared in your way.

The choice was now concrete. You could help him. Or you couldn't.

"Y/l/n! Found anything?" what to do now? He wouldn't have helped you.

"Took you long enough, huh?"

"I was trying to find something, you ungrateful twat." you sneered as you threw him the rope. He grasped it and began climbing, but you had still time. Time to let the thread go and leave him there. Time to save yourself.

But you didn't, an actual reason still missing in your mind. Too much compassion, too much pity, you thought. But you weren't convinced, you couldn't lie to yourself, there was something else.

He climbed all the way up, you offered your hand to finally hoist him on the ledge. He considered it, he refused it.

"We're not friends, y/l/n."

"Believe me, i know. I was just trying to make sure i hadn't to get you up here all over again. I thought you were lighter, you know?" he glowered at you, but it was not the same as before, as always.

One way out. Just you and him.

You treaded that same corridor you had crossed seconds ago, besides him this time. It was narrow and your bodies tried so hard not to touch but it was close to impossible. Shoulders collided, legs bumped, hands grazed. But eyes refused to meet; hatred, you repeated to yourself.

The light seemed to never arrive even as you quickened your step. You were running, striving to reach that light that you so desperately clang to. But then a sudden stop.

The hand that was once ruthlessly brushing against yours, grasped you. It was rushed, it was vital, it was puzzling. But it held you close to him.

He was your enemy, you needed to distance yourself, but you couldn't find the strength in you to do so. Hatred, you repeated in your head and you pushed him away.

"Watch your step." he said, pointing to a hole in the floor, a square one. You were running in circle.

You felt stupid, to think he had forgotten your rivalry so easily, to think things had changed between you.

"Thanks." it came out of your mouth without thinking. Good manners are hard to forget, you reckoned.

A pause.

"You're welcome." could a situation of forced proximity really change the feelings between two people?

Incredibly thin is the line between love and hate.

You didn't love him. You didn't hate him either. Things were evolving, you didn't know whether it was good or bad, but they were.

"We have to find another way." you thought aloud. He agreed with a simple nod, no remarks. The awkward exchange must have had an effect on him just as much as it did on you, or so you thought.

His eyes were lighter than you had ever seen them, his face seemed tense, but it was not a grimace; that was new. He looked quite entrancing when he wasn't too busy glowering at you, his features looked endearing as they attentively surveyed the area.

Sense of guilt took over because you knew you shouldn't have been thinking about such things, but had he always been so tall and captivating? Had you never noticed that sparkle in his eyes that caused the image of crystals glinting in the sun to appear in your mind? Was he thinking the same?

Undecipherable; intriguing. You wanted to know more, was it possible? You pondered no further and returned your gaze to the corridor, unwillingly.

It was his turn to watch you now because when you turned again you caught him staring.

"What are you looking at?" you couldn't help the defensive tone with which you uttered the sentence, but it didn't bother him.

"You saved me. Why?" he was genuine, he was sincere and this had you even more confused than you already were.

"You did too, it's nothing but a temporary truce."

"Is it?" he whispered without missing a beat and suddenly the walls weren't narrow anymore, no, they were far too wide, he was far too distant. As if reading your mind, he took a step closer.

"Of course it is." were you that sure?

"Are you sure?"

"Of course i am."

"But why did you save me?" what game was he playing? Your mind was not able to form any coherent thought as the man in front of you kept on making questions to which you didn't know the answer. You didn't want to admit the answer.

"It's just a truce, we hate each other-"

"Do we?" his questions were quick, it was much simpler making them than answering them.

"Do we?" you repeated.

"You could have left me there..."

"Do we?" you insisted.

"You didn't have to do that, you could have-"

"Do we hate each other?" you were impatient to hear him say it.

He remained silent but his eyes were speaking, only his mouth didn't allow them.

"Do we hate each other or-"

He cut you off, that same mouth that had suddenly become dumb reached yours. Hatred, you repeated in your head.

You kissed him too, logic leaving your mind, hands entangling in his hair, bodies flush against each other.

Love, you admitted.

Maybe Fate wasn't as cruel as you thought.

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[asteroshearts]

Eren Jaeger is a Selkie

Modern!AU, Selkie!AU

Selkies are creatures originating from Celtic and Norse mythology. When the selkie sheds their coat, they become a human. Rumor has it if you take a selkie's coat, they're going to be forced into a relationship with you and can't return to the water.

Warning: Adapted selkie lore. The last three canons are also not SFW!!

Image: The Birth of Venus by Sandro Botticelli

First of all, Eren absolutely detests the curse that has been placed on the selkie people.

He's like hmph! hmph! 😤😤 "How dare our people have their freedom be stolen from them by a mere coat!" Tatake! TATAKE!

You're a marine researcher and rescuer that works at a research institute. Another pleasure craft happens to "accidentally" pollute the ocean again, causing an oil spill near the beach where you work and study.

Thankfully, the amount isn't major, but it's still a danger to the marine life and habitats so you and your team go out and your job is to help the animals that were caught in the middle.

Your team brings back a horribly aggressive northern elephant seal. He's completely uncooperative, snaps at your teammates' fingers, tries to escape, and knocks over all of your tools. You'd think that he consider this "rescue" thing a major inconvenience, even though he's covered in oil and might have other health issues.

You all eventually decide to leave him to his own devices in a locked room and try again the next day where he's hopefully calmer because sedating him didn't work. Your coworker tried.

You accidentally leave your lunch bag at the rehabilitation center and you only notice late at night. Groaning to yourself, you drive out to the beach to get it back.

It's only when you're crossing the shore when you see a ??? butt naked man lying unconscious on the sand ??

You have half a mind to call the authorities, but you realize that he's covered in oil, the only thing he has on him is a surprisingly nice coat, and you figure that he might have been robbed or worse since he's not waking up no matter how much you try to nudge him.

You figure that he might just be another adrenaline junkie since it's illegal to swim on this specific part of the beach. There are no lifeguards, the water is incredibly rocky, and it's nighttime as well. It's also meant for thriving marine life and having humans in this area would drive them off. He's already hurt, and you know that calling the police won't do anyone any favors, so you hope he isn't a murderer and drags his heavy ass all the way back to your car.

He sleeps all the way through the car ride (you threw his coat over him to hide his hips) and you hope that no one sees you pull a 6'0" naked body back to your home.

You check him for injuries and can't find any, so you hope that he can just sleep it off. Quickly changing him into a shirt and sweats, you figure the only thing left to do is wash his coat for him and get all the oil, sand, and seawater out of it.

When Eren wakes up the next morning he immediately knows that he's in a human's place and that his coat is gone. He's about to go into a rage he swears 😡😡

Inwardly he's like, "MY FREEDOM?? MY FREEDOM." all pouty-like and crosses his arms.

But then you walk up with nothing but smiles, and you say, "Oh! Good! You're awake! I'm glad you're okay!" Before he can cuss you out, saying that he would never love you even though he's now forced to be in a romantic relationship with you, you give him a packed breakfast, his cleaned and dried coat, and you send him out the door saying that he might get caught for public indecency next time.

And even though he hates the selkie curse, the instincts are still engrained in his brain so the moment you shut the door he's just standing there ;;; in shock??? 🧍🧍

Half of him is saying that he has his freedom now and he can go back, but the other half is saying ??? you don't want me??? am I undesirable to you???

You clearly took his coat, he can smell it in your fabric softener, but you gave it back to him even though you guys are technically spouses now.

The next few days are a whirlwind. You come back to work realizing that the angry seal actually managed to escape and even though your coworkers are saying "Thank God," you're still worried since the spill hasn't been cleaned up yet.

Eren spends his days half in the ocean and half hiding behind rocks looking like an anime schoolgirl too shy to talk to his crush as he looks at you in your cute little rashguard or your research institute uniform. 👉👈

Eventually, he comes to the conclusion that you're the perfect human spouse!!! No other human would value his freedom like this, so he's like okay 🥰 you're perfect I'm consenting and we can get married and have lots of seal babies now.

He's a bit unsure of how to approach you, but you're sure that you catch a flash of that brown hair every now and then when you continue to rehabilitate other animals.

But then one day one of your work friends attempts to take you out on a date and Eren just comes sprinting up looking absolutely betrayed and furious that you would flirt with someone when you're supposed to be happily married to him.

You just let the biggest HUH? leave your lips when you see him again. AND HE'S STILL. BUTT. NAKED.

He drags you away and even though you're the most confused you've ever been in your entire life, it's hard to get angry at an extremely handsome brunet who gives you large green puppy eyes and acts as if his behavior is completely normal.

You just let your jaw drop at the end of his explanation and go, "...But we're not married!!!"

Cue Eren furrowing his dark brows and saying, "You took my coat though." He grabs your hand and places it on his bare chest. "This heart is yours now."

The selkie reveal drops extremely casually like he's telling you that he's the armored titan or something.

When you don't believe him, best believe he's going to do that dramatic jacket flip and turns into a seal before your eyes.

It takes you a while to get over your "I'm going crazy" phase, but then you decide that even though you're technically "together" by selkie rules, you say that you don't feel anything for him, so it would be unfair for both of you to be in a relationship.

To Eren, that's translated as, "Oh, I have to court them the human way."

He first relies on his instincts on what "courting" is. Imagine when you're at work, a large seal just drops a bunch of edible fish in front of you because he's proving that he can provide for the family.

When that doesn't work out, he goes to Armin and asks for ways to get you to like him. Armin tells him that humans like pearls and one day your coworkers just see you speedwalking as a seal attempts to flounder after you with several oysters in its mouth.

Next, he just tries to give you his coat forcefully. Like you just find it in your car, on your work desk, in your house. When you confront him about it he's like 🥰🥰 oh that's strange... how did that get there? hahaha anyway!!! let's be together now!! I'm stuck with you!!

Even though Eren is pretty...pushy... his efforts do actually start wearing you down. He's attractive and fit, he put time and energy into getting you to like him, and when he catches you on the beach alone, he talks to you about you as a person and you, in turn, learn about what kind of person he is. It's hard not to love someone when they look at you like you're the reason why the ocean is beautifully blue.

Selkie!Eren is clingy!!!! When he starts to live on land more than the ocean to be with you, he's just pouty and upset when you have to go to work. You know when you get a new puppy and they just trash the place because they miss you and don't know any better? That's Eren.

He doesn't understand why you have to work when he can just provide for you himself.

Doesn't like human clothes so he just walks around your home still bare. Eventually, you become desensitized to it and you don't even blink when a 6'0" naked man hangs off of you trying to get your attention.

You tell him that he can't go out with you and your friends unless he puts on some clothes and he just wears some pants and like his coat and you're like ,,,, okay I can still see your man titties like what's the point you're trying to make Eren.

I wanted these headcanons to be SFW, but Selkie!Eren legitimately doesn't understand pulling out and contraceptives. He's a horn dog but he also goes by animal instincts and so he's confused as hell going ?? we are supposed to have many pups !!

The northern elephant seals are also known for being extremely loud during mating season. Make of that (in human form!!!) what you will.

Also imagine having hot seggs on top of his coat. Okay. Send tweet.