#all while they forgot to protect themselves. because all they want is to make sure the ones they love stay safe

[exutrio]

orym and dorian in c3 x 120: "the red end"

[venusalexian]

solet • official little sister

barça femení x teen!reader, alexia putellas x teen!reader

in which you are a very sleepy teen, and Alexia is not the best at communicating

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“Hey, Ale! Anything you need us to bring over to yours for tonight?” asks Irene as they move to the locker room after their gym session.

“Huh, for what?” Alexia is only half-listening. She had opened her phone to find your usual daily update in the new family group chat.

At first, you had insisted on having a group chat with Ale and your grandparents so you wouldn’t have to worry about making sure you shared everything necessary with them one by one. Over time, you started using it just to send daily compilations to your grandparents on weekdays and to Ale on weekends when you switched houses.

When Olga found out, she had pouted at Ale and sheepishly asked if she could be in it too, especially for the weeks in which she had to be out travelling. You added her happily, not having thought that she’d want to be in it, still a bit unsure of your dynamic. You had felt warmth at her insistence on being involved in your life. Ale was the happiest about it. Then, during your second or third dinner with Ale’s family, Eli and Alba find out about it and demand to be included. You couldn’t believe how much your circle had expanded in just a few weeks.

[pictures of you with friends and teammates] good day over here! classes were fine and the math exam went well (i think, i hope). lunch was… okay. they could do better :( and training was great! and now i’m getting a snack with the girls before getting the train to ale’s and napping because i’m sooooo tired. hope everyone had a good day too!

Alexia loves these updates and instinctively smiles while looking at the pictures and reading the paragraph with your high-pitched teen voice.

“Ale!” Irene snaps her fingers in front of her face. “For team bonding, it’s at yours tonight.”

Alexia blanches. Right. Tema bonding. At her house. She had agreed to it weeks ago, a weekend in which both Olga and Alba were out of town feeling like the best time to host the craziness of her teammates on a Thursday night.

But that was before. Before a teenager moved into her house. Before her days began to be filled with school notes, teenage drama, and syncing schedules to as much as possible be present for your games and events. Team bonding was not in that schedule.

Most importantly, the team didn’t exactly know yet. She hadn’t meant to keep it a secret. But she wanted things to be calm at the beginning, and not face any input from outside your families about the situation. She wanted you to get comfortable without external judgment. So while the team knew who you were by now, after relentless teasing from the younger players who you were closer to, they didn’t know all of the new developments.

”Um, so… I completely forgot about it. Could we, um, reschedule?”

”No, Ale. C’mon. We have a full schedule for the next four weeks starting this weekend. We need this now for team morale before the upcoming crucial games.”

Irene is right, but Alexia is still reluctant to let go of the protective bubble your life had become.

”Besides, I know you don’t have anything better to do because both your girlfriend and your sister are out of town.”

“Hey! I could have other plans, I have friends, you know.”

”You could, but you don’t. You can’t just back out because you’re tired and the kids are a handful. It’s your turn to suffer through their destructive tendencies while playing videogames.”

“Hey, we aren’t that bad!” Vicky responds to the teasing.

”You scared Bagheera with your yelling so much he did not come out from under the couch until the next day.”

“Slander! Exaggeration!” Jana, Vicky, and Pina continue to defend themselves.

“Okay, okay. Let's get back on track.” Irene exclaims to quiet the locker room. “So in a couple of hours, at your house. Yes, Ale?”

Alexia is distracted again by a new message in the group chat.

[picture of you in comfy sweats, eyes half closed, resting on your bed] home safe. nap time

She is only half-aware of her answer.

“Mmmh, Yes, of course.”

”Great! See you soon Capi!”

Alexia only realizes too late that she has ended up agreeing to hosting the team bonding night. Now she has to prepare for an interrogation. Great.

By the time Alexia gets home, you are still napping in your new room. You look so peaceful, and Alexia knows you have been very busy and tired this week with training and exams. She can’t wake you up now, just to potentially make you more anxious, so she decides to let you sleep and rest. There are still a couple of hours before they come around, either way. There’s time.

She’s wrong.

Before she realizes how much time has gone by, her teammates are already knocking at her door. You are still asleep, and now it’s too late to warn you about it. She sends you a text, hoping that it is enough and that you will see it when you wake up from your nap.

She’s wrong again.

You don’t look at your phone when you wake up. Instead, you come out sluggishly, rubbing your eyes, and walk towards Ale, who is leaning in the doorframe of the hallway that hosts your bedrooms. Your half-asleep brain is ignorant of everything and everyone around the house. On autopilot, you lean completely against Ale and hide your face from the light by smushing it against her shoulder. She rights herself and slides her arms around you into a hug, pulling you more firmly against her chest. This motion is still so new, but is slowly becoming second-nature for you both.

“Hey, solet, good nap?”

“Mmmh.” You press your face harder against her shoulder, not really ready to talk yet, with sleep still clouding your mind.

Ale lowers her arms to let you go, but you whine discontentedly.

“Okay, okay.” She hugs you again, presses her smile and a kiss to your head.

As you slowly come to lucidity,  you realise the context that you have walked into. You turn your head and see over twenty faces staring at you, in shock. And then the team’s questions start, all at the same time. You shriek, wide-eyed and definitely awake now, and run back to your room.

You can hear Ale quieting her teammates and then walking to your room, even though you’ve flopped face-down into your bed with a pillow over your head.

“Hey, solet. All good?” You just grunt in response.

“I’m sorry. I should have told you beforehand. I texted you, hoping you’d see it when you woke up.” You don’t have to glance at her to know she’s wincing. You still don’t uncover your face.

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to let you sleep, you’ve been so busy and tired this week.” You peek a bit from your hiding place. Ale still has a sheepish smile.

“It’s okay. It’s your house.” You mumble against the comforter, still not willing to fully come out, but looking at Ale from the side. “Hey, no, that is not what I meant.” Ale frowns. “This is also your space, and it wasn’t right for me to not give you proper notice before they came in. I’m so sorry, solet.”

You remove the pillow from your head entirely now. You really don’t wanna make her feel guilty. Yes, she should have told you, but it wasn’t that bad. There’s still something nagging at the back of your mind, though.

“Are you mad?” You whisper it, scared of the answer. “That they know about this?”

This, you living there, Ale’s increasingly important role in your life, your newfound dependency on her, well, maternal comfort and involvement.

“No. No, solet.” She looks so sad at your question, at your hesitation and evident insecurity. “I did want you not to have to deal with too many people during such a change, but I am happy that they know now. This is special to me, and I’m so excited for them to get to know you more like I have.” Her smile is back to that open, soft expression she tends to have with you. It reassures you just as much as her words.

“Okay. Thank you for apologizing.” You mirror her smile. “Hug?” You turn around and throw your hands out towards her. She doesn’t hesitate to comply.

“So, what’s going on and why’s everyone here?” You ask without pulling away, Ale is playing with your hair, and nothing calms you more than this action.

“It’s team bonding night. I forgot I had volunteered for it a while ago, before you moved in, so it had completely skipped my mind until Irene reminded me at training. I couldn’t say no then. It’s very relaxed, though. We’re just chatting, and the younger ones are setting up their video games on our TV as we speak. You can join us if and when you want. Or I can wrap it up entirely now, I don’t think they’d push against it much now, considering the situation. And if you do join us, I’ll make sure they don’t accost you with an interrogation. It’s all on your terms, vale?”

You pull back a bit from the hug.

“Don’t call it off, it’s okay. I will join you. I mean, they’re your teammates and our friends, right? They should get used to this.” Ale beams at your smirk and new confidence.

“Perfect! Take your time, solet.”

“Yeah, thanks Ale.”

“Oh, and pizza will be here soon.”

You jump out of bed excitedly.

“Pizza! You should have led with that. Come on, let’s go Ale! Let’s go!”

“I should have known the promise of pizza would immediately change your mood.” Ale laughs at your eagerness.

“Pizza is life, Ale.”

“Pizza is pizza, solet.”

Ale also gets up from your bed.

“I’m gonna go and answer some of their questions, and then I’ll make sure they don’t bother you. Don’t feel pressured to come out immediately. You can also just grab pizza and watch a movie in your room or something. Whatever you need, yeah?”

“Yes, Ale. But I promise I’m good now; it was a bit of a shock, but I’m okay. I’ll be right behind you; just let me put something on that is a bit more presentable.”

“Okay, good. I want them to get to know you better.” There it is again, the soft smile that warms you.

She takes her leave, but you stop her one last time as she’s crossing the threshold of your room.

“Oh, and Ale?”

“Yeah?”

“I might have texted Eli and Olga when I was upset right after running into my room.”

Ale groans; she knows her phone must be exploding with another interrogation.

When you come out about fifteen minutes later, there is no dramatic shock. The girls don’t question Ale’s squeeze of your arm as you pass by her and grab a couple of slices from the kitchen. Or her smile and head-shaking as you wolf the slices down before making your way to the couch, where the younger players have finished setting up the console. You’re sheepish as you approach, unsure if they’ll be upset at being left in the dark, especially the ones that still share a locker room with you in the B team.

You have nothing to worry about, though.

Sydney and Vicky just pat the spot between them on the floor that has been covered by pillows, and Jana pushes your shoulders back, making you rest your back on her legs as she sits behind you on the couch. Vicky, Pina, Esmee and Cata are all playing right now, and you join easily in their trash-talking and play-fighting. The controllers are passed around round after round, and you even manage to win a couple of games, which makes you grin and gloat as they tease you. Eventually, the older players join you in the chairs and seats around the couch, and you switch the video games to the men’s game.

You rest more firmly against Jana, who has also started to play with your hair and massage your scalp. The calming motion, the light commentary, and the warm, familiar atmosphere lull you to sleep again, as the taxing week has made you need to catch up on your sleep.

Alexia notices as the game enters overtime. The older players around her grin at how she melts and smiles softly as she sees you so relaxed. Despite her constant public pushback at being deemed maternal to younger players, their friend has truly assumed the role in your life, even if both of you are still hesitant to speak it out loud.

She wakes you up by gently shaking you as the rest of the players slightly clean up the living room from the mess it has become.

“Come on, solet, bedtime for you.”

You should feel self-conscious about the older girls seeing you like this, but sleepiness is once again preventing your awkwardness from jumping out.

“Mmmh, yes, Ale. Night.” You close your eyes again while resting against the couch.

“No, silly, to your room.”

“Too far.”

“Solet you can’t sleep on the floor.”

“Yes, I can, I was just doing so.” You can faintly hear snickering in the back, but you’re not awake enough to care.

Ale doesn’t refute you this time. Instead, you just feel her grab your back and legs to lift you. Your head drops to her shoulder, and your body relaxes further in her hold. She carries you to your bed and tucks you in. Tomorrow, you’ll blush bright red at being told about this scene from Sydney, but today you are too tired and content to do anything but burrow further into your bed and sleepily thank Ale.

You’re also too asleep to hear the scene on the other side of your bedroom door.

Ale softly closes your door and turns around to finish tidying and making sure everyone has a safe way home. But when she reenters the living room, all her teammates are just staring at her with the broadest smirks. She should have seen this coming. She’s ushering them out of the door as they hound her with cheeky questions.

“So… we have an official little sister?

“No.”

“Will you be carrying me like that, too, if I fall asleep on the plane?”

“You’re all adults.”

“Can we call you mom now?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Can we call her our baby?”

“She’ll decide that.”

Irene lingers by the door and waits for everyone else to leave ahead. Before closing the door behind her, she turns around to Alexia one last time. 

“You know, it suits you. And you’ll do well, you’ll be good for her, don’t doubt it.”

Alexia really appreciates her words, as a friend and as a mother. She’s probably the person she’s had a more challenging time not discussing her new life with. She just nods, and knows that’s enough for them to understand each other. But Irene doesn’t leave without one last dig.

“Can’t believe you have a kid that’s older than mine, though.”

Alexia doesn’t correct her, there are no false pretenses with Irene, she knows. 

~~~~~

an:

thank you for reading!

sorry again for taking so long to update, the past month was crazy.

you can check my masterlist for the couple of wips I’ve already planned but I’ll also be super happy to receive requests and asks about it, or any other universes you’d like to see from me :))

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xoxo, a.c.

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sour apple flavored

taehyun x fem!reader

synopsis: someone or something is always waiting by your window at night, why not leave it unlocked and see what happens?

warnings: 🔞!!! incubus!taehyun, somno/dudcon , spit kink, spit as an aphrodisiac, oral (f!rec), overstim (f!rec), slight nipple play, marking, lots of kissing, mentions of masturbation, no protection, creampie, cum eating prob forgot some

wc: 2.7k

an: I don't know how well I did with the dream v reality mix but I tried sorry if it gets kinda confusing ;-; this is 100% inspired by devil by the window it was on repeat as I wrote it no explanation needed. ive never written something like this and I don't know if youll like it but I definitely had fun <3 not proofread sorry! feedback is appreciated :)) [m.list]

this is apart of my mini kinktober event check out the other fics here! [dumdum m.list]

The dreams always started the same way; like waking up with the sense of being watched. The moonlight coming in through the open window that you never remembered opening in the first place. Gauzy curtains rippling in the soft breeze cooling down your flushed cheeks. You never saw him standing there right at the edge of the windowsill until after you've sat up, bed sheets pooling around your waist as you rub at your eyes trying to get them adjusted to the darkness. 

It was always so eerily silent, the only sound coming from your gentle breathing. It's the slight tilt of his head at the sound of your sigh that makes you realize you're not alone. The shine on the little black horns on his head caught the silver moonlight, night air catching the strands of his hair on his brow. It's the curiosity in his eyes that keeps you from being scared, every slow blink taking you in like a wanting cat deciding if you're worth the time. 

You're sure it's a dream because no one has ever looked so beautiful, especially not any of the boys who find themselves lucky enough to make it into your bed. No, the only way you can describe him is otherworldly, born from your dreamscapes amalgamation of every desire you've craved in a partner. 

The tempo of your heart starts to pick up, flush deepening just eyeing him. It's what makes him smirk so subtly that if you hadn't been watching his mouth you wouldn't have realized his expression had changed at all. 

It was impossible to think about anything else but what it would feel like to run your fingers over his tanned skin. All his defined muscles on display for you. Images of you and him flickered through your head like you've already been here before, like he's been pressed against you in this very bed while you kiss along his chest and to his jaw. Your thighs clench swearing you can feel his hands on you even if he's only across the room, the ghost of his fingers trailing between your legs just barely brushing over the soaked fabric of your panties. 

That alone has you falling back to your pillow, hips jerking trying to meet the image halfway as if it's not in your imagination but a tangible thing you can reach if you roll your hips just close enough. You don't even have to reach down to touch yourself, your hands curling in your sheets as you watch him through hooded eyes. 

“Please,” it's a desperate plea so quiet you don't think he's heard you. But although he does not move from his spot by the window you can picture what it would look like if he did. Your legs spread like he was right there between them with his nose brushing up your sensitive skin closest to where you need him the most. And yet all he does is watch; the ghost of his imaginary touch so close before you're barreling into reality. 

The feeling of waking is similar to being feverish. Clammy skin and aching joints like you've been brought back to life instead of reminded that he's not real. But the feeling only lasts a few seconds before the lust washes over you again, eyes finding the empty space he should be and isn't. It's hard to fall back asleep, tossing and turning, craving a man who doesn't exist. The only thing that can satiate you is getting off to the thought of him, your climax better alone thinking of him than when you've ever been with someone else. 

This is one of taehyuns favorite ways to feed. the desperation is palpable as you work yourself up, your climax coming off you in waves when it finally crashes. you'll look over to where he should be blinking like it will make him appear and he's always so tempted to let you see him, knowing one kiss and you would be so willing. 

But he wanted you to feel tortured over not having him, so much so that the second he made himself known outside of a dream you wouldn't think twice before letting him take you for all you were. The chase was his favorite part; playing with his food like a cat with his little mouse, so unsuspecting. Of course he was not fully satisfied only watching but he knew the second he went in it would only be better because of the wait. 

Every night he was waiting by your window, watching the way you arched your back, hips sinking into the mattress, every sweet moan beckoning him. He watched the way his dreams affected you, that sweet serenity on your features when you saw him standing there begging him; beckoning him. 

He watches even when you're awake, the moon hanging in the inky sky as you work at your desk. You never open the window, at least not since he's started to come around. He remembers that first night he heard you, alone in bed trying and failing to get off, just his presence so close helped finally push you over the edge. Your eyes screwing shut, every sound leaving you intoxicating enough to bring him back. 

Tonight it's as if you can see him waiting, your eyes finding his spot over and over so much so  you get little work done at all. And then you open the window. 

It's not like he can't get in if you don't let him, it's just a rule he's set up for himself when around you. Waiting for something to break in the cycle before taking the next step and now your curtains are catching the wind; a white flag waving to call a truce to a game you didn't even notice you were playing with him. 

He swears he is only going to step inside and watch, let his dream work on you like it always did but as soon as he stepped to the edge of your bed he couldn't think of anything else besides putting his hands on you. 

Even in your dream he was so close to you, finally there at the foot of your bed instead of the window. Now out of the shadows you can make out more of his features, catching sight of the wings on his back, the inky black feathers always blending into the darkness. 

“Please, please,” each word a rock thrown at the broken window masquerading as his resolve. 

“You always look so pretty begging for me,” his knuckles running over your cheekbone, your head turning to try and chase the feeling. 

In reality he watched the way you mimicked the movement, the sheets of your bed tangled between your legs, rustling with each turn of your thigh. Soft hums breaking into sleepy words, “i-i want…” 

“Hum?” in the quiet of the room the hum echoed between you two. But even in your dream you could hear him. 

“I want you, i-,” he arched his brow as you cut yourself off but you were distracted by the pad of his thumb brushing under your eye, lashes fluttering as you lost your thoughts, “i need you,” 

“Do you?” his thumb followed the line of your nose dipping down to your waiting lips, tracing them like a memory. 

“Yes,” your head dipping just enough to be seen in reality. 

He leaned down over your sleeping form, his lips just ghosting over yours, your body mimicking the way it was in your dream trying to catch the kiss before he thought better of it. But being this close wouldn't stop him now, he had never wanted someone as bad as he wanted to have you. 

The second his lips pressed to yours it was like a blanket of calmness, knowing he would take care of you without any need for worry. But as much as you wanted more than a simple kiss he pulled away tracing his nose along your jaw and down your neck. Lips pressed to your hammering pulse, hand sneaking down to press against the fabric of your panties. You can feel his grin against your skin, fingers feeling along the wet outline of you, circling your clit. 

It's then that you wake up, for a split second your body tenses softening when he speaks. 

“Its okay,” he whispered, nose pressed to your ear, “there's no need to be scared i know exactly how to take care of you,” 

You reach out for him, tentatively running your fingers against his smooth warm skin, following the lines of his muscles. “Are you real?” 

He gives a soft chuckle nose dipping to brush yours, “more than real,” and this time he completely devours you in a kiss. 

Its an all consuming kind of kiss, your hands coming up to twist in his hair needing him closer, your legs spreading as he adds more pressure to your clit. When you open your mouth and his tongue touches yours you feel warmth spread from the contact. The taste of him makes you crave more, feeling feverish to keep as close as you can get to him. Even in the time that you dreamt of him you never felt a craving like this. This temptation has haunted you, reaching out for the apple night after night. 

Taehyun pushes your panties aside feeling along your slick folds; so much wetter after having tasted him, his saliva already working to make you needier. He kisses down your chest pushing down your tank top to swirl his tongue around your nipple, your back arching to push into him. He can feel your arousal coursing through your body, the hum of it right there under his hands, fueling him to keep going. 

He pulls away dipping his head down between your legs like you've wanted him to do after every dream you've had. His wet lips leave trails of kisses up your inner thighs before pulling your panties down all together.

The moan that leaves you the moment his mouth is on your clit is shocking. He licks up your wetness devouring you as you pull on his hair, hips jerking as you ride his face. And he lets you, moans sending vibrations through your core, one hand reaching up to tug on your nipple and the other wraps around your thigh to hold you open. He sucks deeply on your clit, your head rolling back, a silent moan leaving you before you're falling into your first orgasm. 

He knows exactly how much he needs to to lick to get you there, can feel and anticipate everything it would take. The feeling is a tidal wave over him, the rush of feeling fed for the first time in a long time. Not the little bits he's gotten from watching from afar, no, something that makes him even hungrier than he initially was before. 

He hums in the back of his throat, he pushes two fingers into you collecting your wetness watching the way when he pulls them out the strings of your arousal clings to them. “I love the way your body reacts to me, look at it,” he shoves his fingers into his mouth groaning, “you taste like you were made for me,” 

Your whine in response, knees falling open wider as you watch him push down his trousers. Just seeing the mere sight of his size has you clenching around nothing. “I don't know if-” 

“It will fit and if it doesn't i'll make it fit,” he leaves no room for questions, hand wrapping around his veiny shaft, beads of precum already on his tip. He's a sight to behold in front of you. The way the moonlight hits his tanned skin, makes the feathers on his wings shine, muscles flexing as he pumps his cock, kneeling over you like a fallen angel. 

He leans over you letting a droplet of his spit drop down onto your waiting cunt, the natural effect of the aphrodisiac already having worked on you but the more he added would make the experience more pleasurable. 

Hooking his hand into the pit behind your knee he pushes your leg up the head of his cock bumping your entrance before pushing through. Even just the tip feels like a stretch you won't ever be able to replicate. The soft whine leaving you turns into an open mouthed moan as he inches in. not even halfway in and you're feeling the pressure pressed against your gummy walls, your hands reaching out to grab at his arm, nails digging into his skin. “You're already doing so good,” he praises, pulling out just a bit before pushing in all the way. 

“Oh god-” you moan as he grabs your other leg and when you think you can’t feel him any deeper he's letting your legs catch in the crook of his elbows, pushing you legs wider, pushing in until you can feel him in your throat. 

“Look at that, you did so good taking all of me,” he leans down until his nose is brushing yours catching your mouth with his, “tell me does it feel as good for you as it does for me? So warm and inviting,” 

“yes,” you nod, feeling the weight of him as he starts to pump in and out of you. So far in you can feel him in your stomach taking control over your body. Your arms wrap around his neck, nails scratching down his back as he pounds into your wanting pussy. Hips knocking yours as he keeps up his pace. 

Taehyun didn't want to lose control but he's never felt this good while feeding. Every sound, every touch, the way you felt wrapped around him was sending him spiraling, a deep rumble rippled in his chest as he took over. Your orgasm builds in the pit of your stomach, white hot and uncontrollable. 

You can't even think straight anymore except that you don't want any of this to stop, not now, not ever. The echo of your skin slapping together a soundtrack to your pleasure, his lips sucking marks onto your extended neck as he muttered sweetly, “so patient waiting for my cock, touching yourself while you thought about me hum? Imagining what it would be like if I got my hands on your pretty pussy, what it would feel like if I circled your clit until you came,” and its like hestalking the dreams back into reality, the feeling of his fingers on you just like before without him ever touching you, tracing the lines of your body, rubbing your clit until you're seeing spots. You cannot tell what is real or not anymore before you feel yourself break. You're trembling as you cum trying to find anything to hold onto, scratching up his back as your pussy pulses, sucking him in, thighs trembling. 

It's the pure unadulterated lust pouring out of you and into him that makes his moan come from deep inside of him. His body stilling as his cock twitches, hips as close as he can get them to yours before he spills his hot cum deep inside you. He's never felt so much cum leave his body before, never knew what it felt like to be fully satiated when it came to a feeding. 

You're a whimpering mess as he pulls out, hips still jerking, pulse found right against your clit. You can feel your combined release sliding down your legs, puddling on the mattress as he gently kisses down your chest and stomach coming back down between your legs to look at how he ruined you. 

“You did so well for me,” he smiles, lips brushing your clit with each word as you try to scurry away from the overstimulation. But he's not so kind as to notice instead licking up your folds, sucking on your puffy clit watching the way you thrashed, tears right on the edge of your lashes until he pulls away. “I don't think I could have anyone better to feed from,” he grins, lifting himself up, wings spreading open behind him before he leans down to kiss you again, the taste of the two of you mixing on your tongue. “Would you like it if I came back again and again?” 

“Please,” 

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A Very Rambling Rant about Alhaitham and Aranara

Sigh. Everyone on twitter is all excited over this idea that Alhaitham can see aranara, and I don't mean to be downer but like... I kind of hate this. Not the idea of Alhaitham seeing aranara, which is very cute, very nice, yes, but more the way this kind of thing unfolds.

It's a classic example of unconfirmed material, extraneous to the actual game, getting put out on social media like it's canon: Someone tweets "ALHAITHAM CAN SEE ARANARA!!" and suddenly it's running rampant in the fandom and people are completely convinced it's canonically true, without the actual game or any confirmed story-relevant materials genuinely supporting the idea. This is exactly how misinformation gets spread. (I'm looking at you, "Jade enslaved Aventurine" Star Rail fandom brainrot.)

And it's this "bandwagon canon" that leads to constant issues in the fandom when people point out that even some widely accepted stuff is actually fanon. People are literally vicious over defending things that don't actually have any evidence in the game itself.

I really wish this fandom was better at distinguishing "This thing is factually true" and "This is a really cool idea and there might be a few hints for it! I'm going to make this my headcanon!" Watching stuff in fandom go un-fact-checked genuinely makes me terrified for people's ability to fact check real world issues sometimes!

Not to mention the way this conversation is happening is just really unpleasant too?

I saw multiple tweets with thousands of likes going around saying things like "Of course Alhaitham can still see the aranara; he has child-like wonder while Kaveh is traumatized and had to grow up too fast, so it makes sense he can't see them."

Which like... This is so gross to me? Are these people just missing the massive unfortunate implications of their own words--the idea that traumatized people can't experience wonder for the world anymore? That they're somehow broken and can't experience any child-like joy??? It's a deeply unpleasant take to me.

And not only that, it directly contradicts actual canon, because Yoimiya's entire second story quest was about a girl going through a traumatic illness that confined her to a wheelchair and led to her experiencing guilt and depression--and about helping her to see that everything that made life worth living was still there for her, and that she had never lost her wonder or will to live in the first place.

And the whole thing just smacks of a fundamental misunderstanding of why adults can't see the aranara in the first place. It's not because there's some sort of magical "You must be 18 or younger to see aranara" rule. It's because the aranara themselves choose not to be seen by adults. They protect themselves by making themselves invisible. They're not invisible by nature! Everyone can see them--when the aranara want to be seen. Conversely, this means that adults with "childlike wonder" are not just automatically seeing aranara left and right. No matter how happy and childish at heart an adult is, they will only see an aranara if the aranara personally trust them and want to be seen.

The aranara trust children because children are generally good-hearted (and also probably easy to escape from), so there is usually no need to keep themselves invisible to children, but even among children, they are invisible until they choose to be seen. (I think everyone forgot the quest where you find the child who was kidnapped by the Fatui in the forest, saved by an aranara who chose to reveal itself to her, but then she refuses to go back to the village, so you leave her at the aranara nursery--only the aranara there at the nursery choose not to reveal themselves to her because they don't know her yet.) Even with children, aranara don't just go running up on them--they're incredibly cautious creatures who only show themselves after they're sure they'll be safe. They distrust adults because adults deliberately use "growing up" as an excuse to abandon simplicity, kindness, and gentleness in order to embrace concepts that include getting ahead of others and seeking profit--two things which could be particularly dangerous for a vulnerable forest fairy population.

There's also an extremely complicated intersection between the aranara and memory, as they represent and upon "death" return to being the forest's living memory itself. Avin, the girl in Yoimiya's story quest, is a child--but still loses the ability to visit her aranara companion because her illness keeps her away from the forest so long that she simply forgets her aranara buddy ever existed. Even aranara who would love to continue playing with their human companions find themselves forgotten over and over again, because they simply don't linger in human memory well. It's a giant metaphor for how fleeting and temporary human existence is in comparison to the natural world! It's a metaphorrrrrrr.

(There's also the fact that aranara freely move between reality and dreaming--something which Sumeru's adult population only recently regained the ability to even do.)

And like... does no one remember that Yoimiya could only see the aranara because Traveler was there to introduce her to them? She doesn't just automatically see them even though she has all the childish wonder possible in her heart.

I even saw tweets saying that anyone who thinks Alhaitham doesn't have child-like wonder in his heart and wouldn't automatically be able to see aranara fundamentally misunderstands his character and I just... First, see the point above--this is already a misunderstanding of how aranara work.

Second, am I just crazy, or is there absolutely nothing about having wonder and curiosity and passion for the world around you that is confined to children? Are we really going with "Having an imagination is for kids" as our takeaway from all this?

Alhaitham absolutely is passionate! He loves Sumeru as much as Nahida does! The mysteries of the world fascinate him, and he wants to be doing nothing more than ravenously learning and taking in new information at every opportunity!

But finding wonder and joy in life's mysteries is absolutely not restricted to children!

There's nothing inherently "childish" about loving fiction and the fantastical world of books, having a vivid imagination, being passionate about learning new things, and just plain out enjoying life. I'm sorry everyone else has apparently become such miserable adults that the only way they can believe Alhaitham finds joy in the world is by assuming he must have maintained a "child-like" inner nature. Please go read more books and touch more grass and maybe you too will experience adult wonder and joy???

Alhaitham's vivid curiosity about the world isn't remotely "child-like." It's based on the same sort of philosophical obsessions that drove Plato and Aristotle to redefine human thinking. To Alhaitham, Sumeru is likely much more vivid and beautiful and full of intrigue because he is now an adult who has the ability to freely think, formulate deeper questions, and the means to pursue research into his personal passions. His teaser trailer is literally about how he took the job of the Scribe because the Scribe records truth--not child-like faith in the magic of the world, but a constant unfilled yearning to get closer and closer to what is real.

If Alhaitham can see aranara, it's because he's earned the trust of the aranara by his deeds, not because he's secretly still an innocent, sweet baby boy deep down who has chosen not to grow up. (And like, if "traumatized people don't see aranara" is really what we're going with, are we actually arguing Kaveh is the only traumatized, "grew up too soon" one here? Did everyone just forget Alhaitham is an orphan with zero surviving family members left in the world and that he spent his entire childhood friendless, at least as far as we've been shown?)

Winning the trust of the aranara is something anyone could do if they show strong enough positive traits--just basic kindness, gentleness, and patience, which I promise you, adults can have.

At the very least, if we're going to suggest Alhaitham is child-like, can't we at least point to his actual childish behaviors, such as constantly pulling Kaveh's pigtails like a schoolboy with his first crush? Throwing hands with anyone who pisses him off too much? Being a jokester who continually sends Paimon books because she picked on him for his choice of reading materials once? At least y'all could have started there... Come on, now.

Phew, this really was a whole rant, but I just needed to get that off my chest. The Hoyo fandoms on twitter are so, so bad. Like man, don't claim people are mischaracterizing someone while not even knowing the lore yourself... Sorry if that sounds harsh, but...

[goldengirl-116]

Sometimes Max's and Charles' dynamic is wildly misinterpreted, because while most of the fans think that Max is probably more dominant due to his aggressive nature on track and his unforgettable Mad Max era, he's actually a softy with a huge heart that is too nice and cares about his friendships with other drivers even when they don't say nice things about him. Meanwhile, Charles is a menace, chaotic and adorable but also quite the troublemaker, being shit at other sports but always claiming, for the life of him, that he's the best. Charles is extremely competitive and wants to be the best at everything even when he's not (adorably so), and even though he speaks French and is widely loved by Italian men, he has quite the strong character, fiercely loyal and very protective of the people he loves.

And while Charles listens to the maxplaining because he can't deny that he lives for those debriefs, he will carefully listen to every word Max says to him and immediately clarify any points he disagrees with, insisting on his opinion until he can make Max see what he sees because he needs it. Charles is also aware that he's pretty and while he's humble, but not shy about it, he won't stop himself from batting his eyelashes at Max when he wants to get his attention because he knows Max can't resist him.

And Max really can't resist Charles when he's near him and probably goes home and thinks of things that he can say to Charles and get away with like if the Singaporean flag is actually Monaco's; and when his mind goes blank because Charles is too pretty and Max forgot the list of things he had prepared, he asks him about the weather and tells him about how he hurt his elbow.

Baby girl Max is probably Charles' favorite and while Max is a champion on track and probably turns Charles on when Max gets all aggressive with him while they're battling wheel to wheel, because yeah, Charles wants to win and Max is his biggest rival but also...he knows Max the most and he's secretly so proud of him when Max doesn't budge an inch and that's the most fun he has in races. As payback, though, Charlie likes to tease him, naming his dog after him and giving him lopsided winks because it gets Max all flustered and bothered.

There are moments, of course, when Max's feelings are too much to handle and calls out to him, "Charlie, I have space for you" because of course, he fucking does. They reminisce about the good old days, the inchident that they refuse to let anyone forget about, when the fire inside of them flamed so high that they almost burned themselves. However, Max will always talk about Charles' racing and use it to flirt with him because racing is his element and if there's one thing he's absolutely sure of, it's that Charles' driving is beautiful and if Max got into F1, then so would Charles.

Charles, on the other hand, knows how to sweet talk his way out of anything and works the crowd so well that when the fans boo his baby, he immediately quiets them down, because if you love Charles, then you have to love Max, it's a two for one kind of deal. And Charles Leclerc will always be the so-called Monaco prince and maybe this is why Max secretly moved there, where the color of the sea reminds him of deep green eyes.

Max...he's a three-time world champion and the only person that can really take him on is Charles; born only sixteen--yes, sixteen, no relation to the Ferrari boy's number--days apart to challenge each other into one of the greatest mechanical love stories of their generation, it was predestined and inevitable.

Off track, though, he's actually Charlie's baby girl, soft and sweet with clear ocean eyes and a sharp tongue that wraps around Charles' name like a prayer.

The point is, their dynamic is like this:

Charles is the dominant one, often playing Max the same way he plays the piano, focused and attuned to him; and Max likes to dive headfirst into Charles, because he's most alive when the sun shines through the rain.

[ghost-mantis]

Takua was the very first Matoran built by the Great Beings. He was not only a test build to see if their nanotech workers would perform as expected, but a way to test early builds of GSR programming.

Headcanon that Takua's programming was granted administrator privileges to the GSR. The Great Beings wanted to make sure the automated systems would interact safely with an administrator before they tested things themselves. If their test subject was attacked or destroyed, well they could always build another.

Additional Headcanon that when the Great Beings were finished and dumped Takua in with the rest of the Av-Matoran they cleared his memory but forgot to remove the administrator privileges. This played an accidental role in the rest of the storyline.

This explains why only Takua could summon the Toa Mata or enter the Bohrok Nest unhindered. He still retained the privileges as Takanuva but couldn't bypass Karzahni's barrier because he too had overwright privileges on part of the GSR and could exclude anyone he wanted.

Had he gotten past the barrier with the rest of his friends, he would have been able to walk them down the 777 stairs without tripping any of the protection systems. Had he wanted to, he could have also walked straight into the Codrex without the key.

With his access to the GSR systems, he would have been able to walk into Mata Nui's brain if he knew the way. Likewise, if he had known how to code he could have rewritten the traits and personalities of others, not unlike a Makuta virus.

Had the Great Beings gone back to visit the GSR, Takua would have been able to see them despite the programming block placed on non-administrators to render them invisible.

*Great Beings in Metru Nui pre-Teridax Attack, Standing around Ta-Metru looking at various Matoran while 'unseen' by the locals.*

Great Being 1: "Hmmm, the project is progressing well enough, but how did they all gain sapience? We didn't program them for that!"

Great Being 2: "Someone must have interfered..."

Takua: *From Behind Them* "Oh hey, you guys must be tourists! I've never seen anyone like you before. What island are you from?"

Great Beings: *Incoherent Shrieking*

[i-cant-sing]

Okay but like imagine after Kai gets his arms obliterated and has served his sentence and is now in rehab or whatever where he meets nurse/doctor reader who is very kind to him and because she just is. She thinks everyone deserves a chance to reform themselves or whatever and so she's very patient with Kai and slowly but surely brings him out of his depression.

Eventually, Kai and reader end up dating and Kai is actually changed as a human too. He's kinder, softer, smiles more often and more tolerant of germs and people. Reader and him often go out on dates and for whatever reason, Kai is unable to use his legs and is in a wheelchair, but reader doesn't mind. In fact, she helps him with his physiotherapy but in a way without belittling Kai.

Kai and reader get married, a very small quiet ceremony and they're having one of their quiet nights in when suddenly Kai gets a shooting pain and needs his meds but reader forgot to buy it on the way home so she immeadiately runs out and to get it for him.

She's on the phone with him to make sure his condition doesn't worsen when suddenly there's a loud crash and she hears fear in his voice as he goes "Y/N, DONT-" before tge call ends and reader immediately sprints back home, thinking the worst.

Her eyes widen as she enters the house, only to be shoved down to the floor by some dude from behind. In front of her, Kai is lying on the floor, gagged, all bloody and bruised as some man pushes him to the ground with a foot on his back.

You can't even yell for help as the man behind you begins beating you up and Kai's screams are muffled as he struggles around to get to you but to no avail. His eyes widen as the man begins taking your clothes off and he fights harder than before, screams louder than before as the vile man begins to do unspeakable things to you while you cry and call for Kai.

Kai can't even look away from you because they force hin to watch unless he wants them to kill you.

After many hours, they finally leave, you're unconscious. Kai is just lying there on the floor as he realises how truly useless he is. How he couldn't save you, how this is all his fault because enemies from his past that he thought he could just forget came today for payback, how he couldn't even call an ambulance for you. No, a neighbour saw your front door open and came by to see you both in horrid conditions and called 911.

In the hospital, as you're being treated, Kai is burning with rage and guilt. He failed to protect the only good thing in his life. He will avenge you, he will never let himself be weak again. He may have promised he'd never go back to his villainy life before, but... he'll have to break it. For your sake and his.

So, Kai gets ahold of his contacts, gets Hari, manipulates some troubled minds into joint forces with him, get him the mommy and resources to get him quirk doctor to return his arms and leg functions and his quirk. Then he tracks down those men who broke into his home that night and has them and their entire generation completely tortured in the most painful way before killing them. And by now, he can't just return to his normal life. No, he's going to be head of the yakuza again because he's realised people only respect and fear you when you're powerful, and Kai will never let himself be weak ever again.

For the rest of the world, he's the old ruthless Kai. But for you, in the privacy of your room, he's the Kai you reformed, loved and married. Kai is still so soft and sweet with you, and ensures that you're not tainted, that you're still as pure as ever, that he loves you and always will. And sure, you see the changes in his personality, the ruthlessness in his eyes as he talks to others, the murderous glint, but you can't afford to be afraid of him when he's the only one who holds you and rocks you soothingly when you have nightmares from that... time.

And it's not like you can leave him if you wanted to, not when Kai's hold on you tightens everytime you try to part with him.

[corpseri]

Hiiiii can I get a Ellis sfw alphabets? Have a good day or evening :3

𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | 𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: ᴇʟʟɪꜱ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: I said I was gonna do this series for everyone, sfw and nsfw, but I lowkey forgot so I'm glad you reminded me lmao

𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊

➵ A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

This man would physically attack you with cuddles and kisses if time allowed it. He typically shows his affections through physical touch, such as holding your hand or a hand on your waist

➵ B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He's very approachable. He often shares his food with you and can engage with conversation for a long time, and also sit in silence in a manner that isn't awkward or uncomfortable

➵ C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He loves it. He usually spoons you so it's like he's protecting you. He makes sure his back is against the door so if an intruder breaks in he can at least shield you

➵ D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

I think he does, but knows there's an unlikely chance of that. If perhaps he met you before Jude, his life would have taken a drastic turn, no doubt he would have been happier

➵ E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Tell you politely that it isn't working out and he wishes you the best. That being said, I don't think him or any other member except for Alfonse probably would get a partner and leave them

➵ F = Fiancé(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Very committed, but also realises he can't be as committed as he wants to because of his job and the fact that he doesn't want to put you in harm's way

➵ G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Very gentle, rivals Liam in the gentle department. If you get sick or sad he's on you like a wet puppy

➵ H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves hugs, especially when you rest your head on his chest, seeing as there is a small chance you're taller than him since he's so tall

➵ I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Maybe during his confession. I see him laying it all out there, I haven't read his route so idk

➵ J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Doesn't get jealous at all. He wants you to be happy, so he doesn't mind you talking to strangers. But if that stranger tries to make a pass at you and you feel uncomfortable, he'll quickly diffuse the situation with his words

➵ K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are very soft, like William. Teasing, too. He likes to be kissed on the cheeks because it seems also childish, and probably likes to kiss you on the forehead because he thinks you look cute

➵ L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Older brother vibe. He's very patient with kids to the point where you'd know he'd be a great dad. Maybe if he didn't spoil them so much...

➵ M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Usually, because of his job, he's up before you. If you're lucky, you'll be able to see him leave the room, not before he gives you a sweet kiss on the cheek

➵ N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He seems very composed in public, but when he's in the comfort of your shared room he flops onto you like a heavy mattress. He might give you wiggle room to rest comfortably when he's on you but other times he's out like a light so no moving for you I'm afraid

➵ O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Probably before you even become a couple. He seems like the type to answer if you ask, maybe the more personal things after you both developed a good relationship

➵ P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very patient, not angered easily

➵ Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Remembers quite a lot. He doesn't have the best memory, but he remembers the important stuff like your birthday, anniversary, etc

➵ R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

When you made him his favourite jam along with some bread for you both to eat together. He loves whatever you make and enjoys it even more because he helped you make them

➵ S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He is protective but understands that you can handle yourself in most situations. He wouldn't really take in the fact that you'd protect him the same as he protects you so he was baffled when you did the first time

➵ T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He's never over-the-top, just fancy and casual enough to not overwhelm you and make you feel uncomfortable

➵ U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Considers you before himself. You realise that he thinks about you before himself and you constantly tell him that he can choose too

➵ V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not that concerned, but he does try to look a bit presentable before going out, as he's Jude's bodyguard or something

➵ W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes 100%

➵ X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Smelling your hair is the first thing he does after waking up, not even opening his eyes, since your hair is always stuck to his face because of how you both sleep

➵ Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I don't see Ellis being put off by anyone. If he can handle someone like Jude with a smile, he can deal with just about anyone

➵ Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

His hand resting on your stomach when you sleep. Not on your shirt, your actual stomach, which might be hell if it's winter and his hands are cold

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | @nightghoul381 , @serynhe , @kookie-my-little-sunshine , @cy-inky, @aquagirl1978 , @abundance-pathchooser, @lapis-da-lazuli , @ashxngrotto, @surviving-off-ellis-crumbs, @yuan134

[g-on-ef]

Vivzipop has to make every character dumb in order to prop up Stolitz.

Let's start off with the grimoire okay if this book is as powerful as every single sin claims it is why on earth is it not under better protection ??? !!!

You would think the higher ups of Hell would keep a closer eye on it and make sure it is heavily guarded and that it doesn't fall into the wrong hands or gets stolen.

Like you mean to tell me not once did any of the sins or Lucifer caught wiff of what was going on that a powerful object was being misused to kill people ???

Not a single royal took notice that imps were traveling to the living world with a powerful object ??? !!!

Like Blitz knew where to find it and easily stole it you would think again you would think someone would've caught wiff of it if this object was so powerful and would realize it was stolen especially since it was shown on a commercial for all of Hell to see {and yes while he air it on a channel that no one watched you would still think the higher ups would keep track of their objects and at least have some type of tracker or something to let them know it was stolen !!!}

Like they made such a huge deal of the grimoire but honestly the book lost all its credibility when we knew about the crystals and when they themselves don't even care about it even if it's at the hands of a prince/royal they would still try to keep a better eye on it !!!

Now with the whole Stella and the other bird {I forgot his name} again yall mean to tell me they never realized that Blitz is using the book to gain access to the mortal world ???

Like how the freak did Striker knew about it but they didn't ??? !!! How did Striker knew Blitz had access to the book but Stella and her gross brother didn't ???

And if yall tell it was Millies parents why would they tell a stranger about it ??? Either way it makes no sense that Striker knew but two royals didn't !!!

Striker oh my baby you were such a manipulated suave sophisticated character and viv destroyed you !!!

I said it before and I'll say it again I would die on the hill if Norman was still voicing him he wouldn't be this dumb down nor would he be whatever the hell Viv has done to you.

But anyways back to the subject at hand.

The court room oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy first of all I'm not gonna get into the sheer stupidity of Stella's Brothers plan others who can articulate it better have already spoke on it so imma just focus on how Viv needs to make everyone stupid for Stolitz to succeed

Now onto the case someone explain to me why Ozzie didn't tell the court the full truth ??? He knew about Stolas and Blitz deal so why didn't he defend Blitz when he had the chance ??? Why didn't he tell Satan that hey listen they had a deal but it's off because now he's using one of my crystals ???

Like why didn't he step in like he did when Mammom attacked Fizz and protected him ??? He knew about the deal and yet *makes hand gesture at the mess*

Now let's get to the world building

Imma talk about Striker and

Listen I'm bias on striker so what I'm about to say is my personal bias !!!

My own personal opinion Harvest Moon Striker is what Viv wants Blitz to be.

from Striker's introduction he hated royals he was the first to openly mock them he was the first to try and kill a royal {I know it was an Assassin job but it still doesn't change the fact he was the first to try and kill him} and he was the first to call out Hell and how the system was rigged against him and his people !!!

Not only that but it makes me laugh so hard that people were praising Blitz for calling out all the deadly sins in the courtroom but hated Striker for doing the same to Stolas but than again Blitz wasnt stabbing their beloved bird so I guess it don't count.

If Norman still voiced Striker Viv would've given Striker that storyline the one that involved Striker getting revenge for his people and actually tried to kill the higher ups !!! But he doesn't so Viv is giving him every mistreatment she can think of.

Also Viv you cannot call your character that's calling out how the system and how two of his kind basically became what Imps are expected to be {fiz a "pet" and Blitz a sex toy} a supremacist and than have your other character do the same calling out the system and how royals treat them !!! Like lady do you even know the words that you are using or are you just calling your characters every big word to sound smart ???

Like Viv just needs to kill Striker cause at this point every time she has him on screen she is either making him dumb or making him contradict himself like please just kill my snake boy off

Striker you deserve better and in a talented writer's hand you could've been one of the greatest villain/morally grey character ever written

Now back to the world building imma be honest mastermind and the whole court trial means jack shit because throughout the show we are shown that imps and all other hellborns are treated fairly !!! {Ironically the only time we saw them being treated badly was when Striker was first introduced}

Other than that they basically are treated decently !!!

Like if imps are treated so horribly why

Blitz and Co are able to run a successful company that they have "a shit tone of clients" and sinners already know about them once they are dead ???

Moxxie was able to not only get reservations at a high end restaurant but also preform there ??? {Let's also not forget Moxxie wasn't punished for disobeying a royal because Ozzie basically told him his club only allows derogatory things to happen there and the fact that after Ozzie told him to sing about it and chose to sing about romance and basically insulted a royal by not listening to him (yall can say I'm reaching but the fact that in other media if this happened the culprit would have punish) and he still sang it even after being told no

Millie got away with hurting Ozzies partner {in other forms of media if someone hurts a royals partner they would have been killed at the stake}

Fiz was not only able to quit working for Mammom but also insulted him and humiliated him in front of a large crowd and still got away with it {even if he was with Ozzie the other sins and royals would still punish Fiz}

Tex and Fiz are able to openly date royals

Loona was able to insult a royal and get away with it

Blitz was able to book an appointment at one of the best hospitals in Hell that they even treat Royals even if it takes years he was still able to book one.

And so much more like again the only time we the audience are reminded of the awful treatment of imps is when Striker is there like *makes wild hand gestures*

Octavia my sweet Octavia you deserve better you fucking deserve better !!!

I've seen a lot of people hate on this scene but me personally I love it

Stella didn't have to look for Via she didn't have to look for Via but she did she went to look for her daughter knowing she'd be hurt and comfort her.

Sadly I just know viv is gonna destroy this relationship so for now imma enjoy these little moments.

Helluva boss would've been a great show if Viv stuck to her original plan of them hunting down people and becoming a fou d family instead of turning it into the stolitz show sadly we are stuck with this shit show for as long as Viv wants it

[goddessofroyalty]

i like angst, sorry ┐(´∀｀)┌ but continuing the whole 'how does viktor's side of the family cope with his impending(sp?) death' i cant help but think how they react to the news that hes having a baby cause like. theyre genuinely happy for him! hell it probably doesnt even register to the kids that a pregnancy could be bad for his body. but silco damn well knows that his own pregnancies almost killed him and before the whole Eye/Face Thing he had mostly decent health. its probably why he was always so insistent that viktor only have kids when hes actually ready for it. silco does kind of want to murder jayce a little more than usual, and its not just cause hes a piltite (he should KNOW if he loves viktor as much as he says he does that this all could potentially kill him!)

also, i forgot to add this in the previous ask, but silco (and lowkey vander lbr) ends up feeling awful for thinking all of that cause he fucking adores naph. like he still thinks viktor and jayce couldve been smarter about it but he genuinely loves that little brat so Where Does He Go From There, yknow?

Never apologize for liking angst (and don't worry I can just add the addition on while responding).

There's a reason I tend to go with Jayce and Viktor having their baby more early in their partnership than later (and reason why I generally go with them having only one) - as Viktor's illness progresses the chance of him surviving a pregnancy decreases.

Not only did Silco emphasis that his kids shouldn't have kids until they are themselves actually ready he also emphasised (to them all, but especially Viktor) that they don't need to even have kids at all. He's not the kind of parent to actively wish for having grandchildren (and he's pretty sure he's going to get some with the amount of kids he has) and he's also very pro adoption as a child acquisition method (going so far as to joke at times that if he had of known Vander would be as happy with adopting as he was he wouldn't have bothered going through pregnancy as many times as he did).

Funnily enough because all the kids grew up with Silco's horror pregnancy stories (there are just part of his regular monologues to them) their first reaction to finding out Viktor is pregnant is all some variation of "but why would you do that?" As the pregnancy progresses though they get more excited. They do know pregnancy can be dangerous (again Silco monologues) but I don't think they fully appreciate the risk - it's more kind of something to joke about to them.

There's no point in time or change to the situation that would make Silco not at least a little mad at Jayce getting Viktor pregnant. And honestly Viktor's getting a bit annoyed about it because they are in their mid-20s, independently wealthy, and have grand-parent support from both sides. They are in a far better position than Silco debatably was for any of his (and far better than he was when he had Viktor). Yes, Viktor's health is a concern, but that's why they're going to have doctors involved for the whole pregnancy. Viktor has calculated the risk and come to the side that it's worth it. Unless Silco wants to offer something helpful to the situation he can fuck right off with his opinion.

In Jayce's defense I don't think he was really aware of how bad pregnancy can go until Viktor gets pregnant and he starts reading up about pregnancy (because he's the kind of person who would read up about it if his partner's pregnant) and starts finding out about all the potential complications. And now he is aware he is very worried because he knows Viktor isn't as healthy as the average person and he cannot lose him.

I don't think Silco realised how much he would love his grandchildren until Naph is born. He's not a warm and fuzzy person and he knows it. He's protective of his children because it sucked for him to obtain them but he shouldn't have that with his grandchildren. He's very neutral on children that are not his own. So while he always planned on helping his children out however he could with his grandchildren I really don't think he expected how much he adores Naph from as soon as the boy's born. I don't think he feels that guilty about his thoughts before Naph was born - the pregnancy could have still ended badly he wasn't wrong. The fact that it turned out alright is lucky and, well, Naph's here now the risky part's over (now no trying to have another one you two).

Vander always knew he'd love his grandkid. His concern during the pregnancy was purely Viktor's health and prioritizing that over the baby. Once Naph is born and Viktor is fine that worry doesn't matter anymore and he can just dote on his grandchild.

[milaisreading]

Anri and Ego encouraging the relationships btwn World 5 and YN bc Anri wants her friend to be in a happy relationship and Ego sees it as good motivation for the World 5 players to come visit Blue Lock w/o him having to pay them.

🌱🩷: Hhdhdhshs! Love this request anon! Ego treating the 5 as cheap labor does sound very much in character. Hope you like this🫶🏻

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"Come on, (Y/n)! They don't seem like bad guys. In fact, they are really nice... with you, that is." Anri told the woman, who tried to distract herself with the papers she had already finished.

"I know you have nothing to do right now."

(Y/n) flinched as she looked over at Anri and then down at her papers.

"I do they they are nice, the typical football players in my opinion. But, I don't know... I don't want someone to see me with them and make up a rumor about me. For their sake and mine."

"What do you mean?" The woman raised an eyebrow as she watched (Y/n) nervously fumble with her fingers.

"They are famous, after all. Imagine they get seen with, well me! Not only will they get dragged by the media, but so will I. And their fans are probably protective of them, you know?"

After explaining it to the woman, (Y/n) looked up to find Anri staring back at her in disbelief.

"They are grown men, minus Loki, who can stand up for themselves. Besides, I don't think anyone will come after you since you are much on social media."

"Oh... Yeah, I forgot about that." Anri sighed a little and moved closer to (Y/n)'s desk.

"Listen, I know what happened to you a year ago sucked, but you can't let it control your future relationships or friendships with men. Just, try getting along with them. I am sure they will appreciate whatever you do."

Anri spoke more softly at the end, watching as (Y/n) frowned and hummed while leaning against her chair.

"You are right... I guess I did act stupid around them... I should make it up to them somehow." She mumbled to herself as Anri smiled a little. It was a progress.

Pablo wasn't someone who got sad easily. He really never had much of a reason to be sad. He had a somewhat good upbringing and now had all the money and fame someone his age could achieve, and he didn't plan on stopping any time soon. But, ever since he noticed how apprehensive (Y/n) was around him, he felt down. Whatever he tried, she would give him vague answers and quickly excused herself after she finished a task some of the other guys or him asked of her.

'Does she think I am still mad at her? I swear I am not!'

Pablo knew he wasn't imagining this, because the other 4 noticed it as well. Granted, it took Loki more to notice it since she was more relaxed around him, and would sometimes stop to talk to him. It was more of an issue around the 4 adults.

"I think you guys are overthinking this. She may just see us as a side-task." Loki spoke up, causing the 4 men to look at him.

"Think about it! Her main duty are the Blue Lock contestants. Maybe she just wants to be over and done with us." As soon as he was done talking, Loki regretted it. He never saw the 4 men go from neutral to gloomy so fast.

"She Can't seriously be more invested in taking care of a bunch of kids over talking to us. There has to be something else. I was always nice to her. Maybe Pablo still scares her." Silva suggested while pointing at the Argentinian player.

"Me?! I never once looked at her or said something malicious to her. How could I scare her? And even if it was true, she wouldn't be ignoring the rest of you. Maybe it's Adam's fault."

The Brit looked at Pablo in an offended manner and slapped him on the back.

"Me and scary?! I was the most gentlest around her from the 4 of us! There is no way it's my fault."

"You were literally flirting the whole time. Should have let me to break the ice. I am better around people than the rest of you." Luna chuckled as Silva glared at him.

"Please, you are a worse playboy than Blake. You would have scared her off even more. If anything, I am the kindest here and she would have liked it around me more."

"Silva, Silva, you forget that I am the most popular around women. They love cute things and people. So, I am the best one here."

"Shut it, you arrogant brat."

"You are not one to talk, Blake."

Loki backed away as he saw the argument unfold. He knew that once an argument starts between the four, there was nothing that could stop them.

"Can we not...."

He leaned against the wall next to the door while the players sent insults at each other in English and their mother tongues. Then, the boy heard a small knock on the door and went to answer it.

"Yes? (L/n)-san, did you need something from us?" The asked when he saw her standing outside.

"I did- Is it the wrong timing? I can come later?" (Y/n) asked when she noticed the four men arguing. Loki quickly shook his head and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

"It's nothing serious. Just their usual banter. Did you need something?" The French boy asked as (Y/n) quickly recovered and nodded her head.

"I heard Luna-san talk to Ego-san that you guys wanted to explore Tokyo a little, right?"

"Yeah, it kind of sucks since we were excited to see the city." Loki admitted as (Y/n) nodded her head.

"Well, Ego-san told me you guys can explore Tokyo tomorrow, and suggested to give you guys a tour. I know a good restaurant around JFA's headquarters, we can have lunch there. Is that alright?" (Y/n) asked, somewhat less nervous, now that Loki looked at her better.

"Really?!" The boy asked excitedly as she nodded her head.

"Alright. I will tell the others about this. When are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow at 8. Most places open at 9 or 10."

"Alright, thank you."

The two bowed and (Y/n) walked back to her office as Loki walked into the loud room again.

'I hope this goes well.' (Y/n) thought while putting a hand over her heart.

Meanwhile, inside the room Loki was struggling to get them to calm down and listen to him. Whatever he said didn't work, so he decided to yell at them instead.

"Guys!" Loki yelled at the four, causing them to stop their argument and look at him.

"What is it?" Adam raised an eyebrow.

"You usually don't yell. Did something happen?" Luna butted in.

"Nothing serious. (L/n) said she will take us on a tour around Tokyo tomorrow and we will have lunch later."

Luna and Adam shut their mouths and looked at Loki like another head grew on him.

"What?! When did she say that?" Silva was the first one to speak up while Pablo's jaw was slightly opened.

"She just came here to tell us, but since you guys were arguing she just told it to me-"

"Loki, you are a Godsend! This is the best news I got in a while." Luna interrupted the boy as he walked over to slap him on the back.

"Hmmm? What should I wear tomorrow? It's not like I brought a lot of fancy clothes." Adam spoke to himself as Pablo quietly sat on the ground.

'She will be my tour guide?! Does that mean she doesn't hate me?! Oh! I know, I can buy her a keychain or something as a thank you! Maybe even a matching one for me.' The Argentinian's cheeks turned red at that thought.

'Let's see, how should I impress her the best tomorrow? I know! Women love it when you are gentle around animals. And thoughtful. She mentioned once to Loki she liked a certain ice cream flavor... what was it again?' Silva pondered to himself as Loki watched them go from arguing idiots to silent ones.

Meanwhile, with (Y/n)...

"You will see that they are great guys. Don't worry too much about it." Anri cheered as both her and (Y/n) drank tea in her office.

"If uou say so... I am honestly surprised Ego-san agreed to this. He is a no-nonsense kind of guy." (Y/n) commented, earning a nod from Anri.

"I was surprised as well. Maybe he does know when to give people a break." The both laughed at the thought and continued talking about something unrelated to Blue lock.

A few months later...

Anri watched anxiously as Ego talked with the World 5 team on a video call. He tried to convince the players to come and visit them again to train with the players, but wasn't willing to pay for it again.

"No. I am not coming there again." Silva yawned.

"Me neither. I have more useful things to do." Luna chimed in.

"Sorry, Ego-san. But the team isn't much of a challenge for me." Loki laughed nervously.

"My manager probably won't give me off for a few days. Especially if I don't get paid for it." Adam said in a bored fashion.

"And I have some shows to catch up on while I am on vacation." Pablo said absent-mindedly.

"This is why I told you to offer money." Anri silently scolded the man as he kept his eyes on the screen. The man smiled a little behind his hands before forcing it to disappear and looked at the players in a sad manner.

"That's sad, honestly. (Y/n) mentioned the other day that she would like to see you guys again and see you play. Isn't that right, Anri?"

Now this piqued the other's interests as the looked at the confused woman.

"I mean she did mention it was unusual with them around, but what does-"

"Alright! Alright! I am booking a flight for tomorrow." Loki said quickly as the woman looked at him in surprise.

"But we didn't discuss the pay-"

"Who needs money?! If (Y/n) wants to see a proper game, that's what we are giving to her." Silva chimed in quickly.

"Knew I should have given her my number so that we can talk. Well, I will do that this time."

"Cavasoz-san, Luna-san, you guys are coming now?" Anri asked, earning a loud 'yes' from the screen.

"I am on my way there. Poor thing is probably bored seeing those little boys play."

Adam sighed dramatically and started calling his manager to cancel any plans he had.

Ego looked in satisfaction at the screen as the call ended, then turned to see Anri glaring at him.

"Was the only reason to get them to be friends so you can have some free labor?"

"Not necessarily, it's just a plus to this." Ego chuckled as Anri sighed in exasperation.

[thephilosophyofsuns]

I was ranting about a topic and decided to write it down, so here's a formal essay on the Significance of James and Lily Potter's Deaths.

The Significance of the Sacrifices of James and Lily Potter

In the Harry Potter series, one major event that takes place before the series begins is the deaths of James and Lily Potter. On the night that Voldemort comes to kill Harry, James and Lily sacrifice themselves in an attempt to protect their son. As we see throughout the book, Lily’s sacrifice and love are credited for Harry from Voldemort. Unfortunately, this is as far as J.K. Rowling takes it. The problem with leaving the topic there, however, is that it ignores the unique significance of their sacrifice. James and Lily Potter’s sacrifice deserves further attention and understanding because they sacrificed themselves without knowing if their deaths would make a difference.

Think of Voldemort like a nuclear bomb. When it’s coming for you, all you can do is bunker down and hope your safety measures are enough. But they weren’t. Voldemort found them despite all their best efforts. They knew they were going to die and they chose to protect Harry anyway.

When Voldemort first breaks down the door of the Potters’ home, James tells Lily to get Harry while he fights Voldemort. The main thing of note here is that he didn’t have his wand. People often joke that perhaps he forgot or lost it. However, James Potter was a pureblood wizard who spent his entire life with the knowledge of magic. There is little possibility that he would forget his only weapon against Voldemort. James did not retrieve his wand because he knew it wouldn’t make a difference; he was going to die. His only choice was how he would spend his last moments: pointlessly trying to get to his wand or standing between his wife and child and the one who sought to harm them. He chose to give Lily and Harry a chance, to buy them time to make it out. He never thought of himself, but, more than that, he didn’t know if his death would make a difference. He had no way of knowing whether his sacrifice would save his wife and child, but he willingly died for them anyway, because he loved them. Yet, strangely, people don’t mention his love protecting Harry.

The love we hear about protecting Harry is the love of his mother, Lily. After James told her to go, she could have abandoned Harry and saved herself. She might even have had time to run upstairs, grab Harry, and leave. Instead of fruitlessly fighting to live, she ran to Harry’s nursery and used precious time to tell him he was “so loved.” She knew that she would die that day, but she wanted to make sure her child knew someone loved him. When Voldemort got to them, he told her that if she surrendered her child, he would spare her life. She refused, despite knowing she would soon join her husband in death, despite knowing that it could all be in vain. Her last words weren’t begging for her life or despairing James’s death—they were pleading for her son’s life, knowing her pleas would go unanswered. She did not know that Voldemort would fail and that Harry would live. For her, it was worth it to die even if it only kept Harry alive for a little longer. In the end, she died not knowing if Harry would soon follow, yet she did it anyway.

Because of his parents’ sacrifices, Harry got to live. Unfortunately, his relatives, the Dursleys, hated magic and hated him. He spent the next ten years of his life being neglected and emotionally abused by the Dursleys, making it clear that he was unwanted and unloved. The Dursleys also told Harry that his parents died in a drunken car crash—with their one-year-old child in the car—only for Harry to learn the truth years later. J.K. Rowling completely glosses over how world-shattering this would be for Harry. In one night, his parents went from selfish, reckless drunks who didn’t care about him enough to keep him safe to people who loved him so much they died so that he would have even just seconds more to live. He went from a random, unloved orphan to a child wrapped in his parents’ love. In that moment, Lily’s last words became clear—became true—to Harry. He was so loved.

James and Lily Potter's sacrifices are significant because motivated sacrifice has a different impact than sacrifice even when you think it might not make a difference. They didn’t die knowing the outcome; they gave their lives out of love even when all hope was lost. Their deaths show the magnitude of their bravery and love because they were willing to lay down their lives for their child when it might have been in vain.

In conclusion, if they say "you can't write an essay about anything," they're lying.

Thanks for coming to my TED Talk 💀

[oceansarepink]

am i the only one who's not intersted in "is stolas good or bad father" discoure because in either cases their relationship seem empty and shollow

the only thing we know about them is they spent time togther sometimes they don't. but what is in they exactly do in that time except singing lullabies and going to parks . like sure when you're a parent you are your child's best friend but you're also their mentor teacher ,nurse and thearpy should i assume that stolas is good at all those things just because he play with his daughter when she was young .

also i'm speaking as somoene who is in age similiar to via's age (today is my 18th birthday if sinsmas is octavia birthday eposide that makes me 2 monthes older than her) even tho the teen/father relationship would be diffrent from family to other , most teenager like to distane themselves from their parents and rather to discouver who they are outside their parents wings and not the other way around espacially if they disappoint them. the fact that via is still too dependent on her father makes me think her needs wasn't totally fulfill as child , but again those relationship diffrent from someone to other so i might be wrong .

(also those who call octavia selfish spoiled child to defend stolas don't realize they're calling out stolas becase he raised her like that)

That’s fair enough. All the relationships are pretty shallow. I can tell stolas was very involved in his daughter’s life when she was little but took a step back when she grew older. And Octavia seems as though she could’ve been depressed even before the cheating, which only made everything worse.

I’d like some idea of their daily routine because my goodness. The three of them just hang around the palace doing absolutely nothing. What is stolas job??

As for teacher and mentor? Pfft!!! Yeah he’s supposed to be teaching her magic, but their spellbook is GONE 29 nights out of 30. I think vivzie forgot that this means stolas cant teach her any spells! I realised this after @arteicetb s video on the subject, the only channel I’ve seen that has properly gone into his problems as a parent in my opinion.

I’d like to see just a few scenes of Octavia engaging in her hobbies and talking to her friends. Example: creating some taxidermy and speaking about why she likes preserving the image of life in something that is dead. It is a strange practice but it is a form of art with an interesting philosophy behind it. Demonic zoology is also just a really cool world building concept? Octavia loves the strange dark and macabre according to Instagram but until that’s put in the show it isn’t properly canon. She’s also trying to write her own music.

This is perhaps random but I’d love a scene like this, Stella teaching Octavia how to hold a royal ball, and all the stuffy requirements that come with it.

- you must wear several corsets and frills

- expressions must be just so

- don’t sit a Marquis above a Duke

- curtsy to royalty, wave to nobility

- do not allow entry of commoners. No exceptions.

While Via struggles with the status quo and traditions of things because stolas has raised her to be a normal gen-z child. However he knows this is a temporary lifestyle until she’s 18 and makes her “debutante” ball. Octavia did not know this. Stella knows that stolas has only given her the childhood he wanted, the life of a commoner, which has set her up for failure. Octavia doesn’t even know her parents had an arranged marriage because stolas insisted on lying to her for 18 years for the sake of a “normal life”

Octavia entering adulthood without her father, and reflecting on both the good parts and the bad parts of his parenting, could be a really interesting direction for her. She is none of the things her father’s fans say she is. His fans are only protecting the flaws of their precious little near-40-year-old boy from his teenage daughter.

[owlphibiaisthebest15]

Hi guys! I want to talk about a minor problem I have with Amphibia and how they could've been done better. I will not be talking about any of the big problems that people have already complained about, like Sasha and Marcy's lack of screentime, their character arcs, parents, nobody talking about Marcy after "True Colors", yada yada yada, because we don't need another post like that, and I want to keep this overdue rant as short as possible. This is based on my personal opinions along with a few others, but feel free to disagree with me if you want. But with further, let us begin...

Anne almost always gets way too easily forgiven for f*cking up.

Okay! This one may be a hot take because I have never seen another person complain about this. But this has been eating me away for MONTHS, and if no one else is going to say it, then I will. While this occasionally extends to some other characters depending on the episode. The one I want to talk about most is Anne. Now, at the start of the series, Anne was pretty much a jerk with a heart of gold. She was selfish, bratty, lazy, and irresponsible, but she did learn from the mistakes that she made and became a true hero by the end of the series. While some of these flaws and mistakes are not worth talking about, there are still others that are actually worse than what the show's narrative portrays them to be.

They may not be as bad as leading a toad army to invade the capital city, burying the only thing that could get Anne home, or sending your friends to another world on purpose. Anne has still made some pretty questionable decisions, even to the point where they often cross the line.

Here's a list of some of the worst things Anne Boonchuy has ever done from Season 1 and 2:

Breaking Hop Pop's favorite cane that also happens to be a keepsake of his father and grandfather all while making fun of him.

Manipulating Sprig into taking Bessie the family Snail on a Joyride without reading. Which is like someone taking a car out for a spin without a driver's permit.

Forcing Sprig to marry Maddie despite his obvious discomfort for Pizza Dough and later forces him to date Ivy while he's still engaged to Maddie.

Faking being sick to get out of farm duty, which led the Plantars getting sick themselves and even thought they were all going to die from red leg.

Slacking off while she was supposed to be protecting the frozen townsfolk, while aware of what happens to one of them while they're frozen. Which, of course, led to Polly almost getting eaten by a giant weasel.

Causes massive property damage with Polly while on the streets of Newtopia, and later breaks into Newtopia University in hopes of finding a rad college party. The second one was Polly's idea, but Anne had no problem going along with it.

A team effort along with her frog family. Sending a giant chicken to attack Wartwood. Which BTW can create tornadoes, breathe fire, and even turned their loved ones into stone, all because they forgot to buy everyone gifts. Sure, Anne was against the idea, but she still went along with it.

What do characters usually respond with when Anne admits her mess ups?! "It's okay! You're good! What you did was serious, but it doesn't matter that we almost died, as long as you learned your lesson."

Though Anne still at least got a lot better, as the worst things she's done in Season 3 were covering up some major plot points from her parents, robbing a museum to get a clue on how to find a way back to Amphibia, and tricking Blair the Balloonist into flying a hot air balloon. Though, the first one is still a little f*cked up, but she did have selfless reasons for doing these, and she came clean for 2/3 of these.

But still, 90% of this show is just a lighthearted slice of life cartoon, but when it shifts to its dark story driven and plot twisting side, this is where the narrative (and by some extent Anne herself) gets pretty hypocritical. It's pretty much when Anne messes up and lies to other characters. It's a simple error in judgment. But when other main characters such as Sasha, Marcy, and even Hop Pop do the same to her, first they gotta face hell for it, and then they get their redemption arc.

Yes! They did do some serious sh*t, and Anne had a right to be mad at them. But it seems that other characters are just not allowed to even stay mad at Anne when she does pretty similar sh*t. I mean, yes, she does try to make up for it, and yes, she admits what she's done most of the time, and eventually, she does become a better person from them. But so have Hop Pop, Sasha, and Marcy. But again, they didn't get the protagonists treatment. They got hurt and thrown around like ragdolls because of one or two big mistakes, and even that wasn't enough.

While Anne sometimes faces some consequences for her actions, like breaking Hop Pop's heirloom cane with HP giving her dish duty for a month (Cmon man! You should've given her way more than that!), gets banned from an arcade because she threatened to eat newt kids for cutting in line (which is not important), and most importantly, gets stranded in Amphibia after being peer pressured by her friends to shoplift it, all on her 13th birthday. Which I guess was enough for karma itself to feel so bad for her that she will hardly ever worry about facing any lasting consequences for her misdeeds ever again. While karma beats the cr*p out of others who would dare lie and betray our precious protagonists, even when they have sympathetic reasons for doing so.

Speaking of, this leads to me to clarify something that some fans have misinterpreted since the beginning of the series. The flashback scene in the second episode, "Best Fronds," was intended to show where Anne's distorted views on friendship and some of her toxic traits come from. Not to justify every single bad decision Anne has ever made, like what some fans think.

While I'm not gonna say that Anne was just as bad as Sasha before Amphibia, as it does show that Anne had her own personal flaws that she had to get through without depending on her friends. Who were more enabling her flaws than causing them.

However, while the show does try to show that Anne wasn't exactly much better in their friend dynamic than they were. For the reasons I mentioned earlier, it instead paints Anne as the least toxic one or not being toxic at all. With them only making a handful of moments that show that even after their betrayals, Anne still isn't much better than them. But the usual wacky slice of life narrative in her character development episodes downplays the severity of her actions, with Anne only just getting an emotional lesson after nearly getting everyone killed, and some of the said lessons being brought up in a few episodes to test her character or as examples to show others how much she has grown.

Now, I'm going to do some comparisons between Amphibia and The Owl House. While there are several things that Amphibia did better than TOH and about an equal amount of things TOH did better than Amphibia. One of those things that The Owl House did better than Amphibia was the writers treating each and every character fairly. The characters make mistakes and learn from them without the narrative downplaying the seriousness of their mistakes, and it isn't always "Okay! You're forgiven! What you did was serious, but it doesn't matter that we almost died. You learned your lesson, and that's what matters." While it doesn't give other characters the short end of the forgiveness stick for doing similar sh*t. With that, it also makes the character arcs a little bit better, in my opinion.

However, I'm not saying that Anne's character development was bad or that Matt Braly is treating Anne like how some see Alex Hirsch did with Mabel. The show did alright with changing a bratty teenager with flawed views of friendship into a true and selfless hero. All of what I described seems to what TV Tropes would call "Protagonist Centered Morality," and if I'm being honest, but because of that reason, I don't find Anne to be the most appealing character to me. I'm sorry! I know that a lot of you love her, and she's the second most popular character in the show; with the first being Marcy (my favorite), but I don't even dislike her either. I just feel that the narrative could've done better in treating the characters more fairly, like how TOH did with their characters. I really want to like Anne more than I do now, but for what I described, it makes it kinda hard for me to.

That's it for my opinions on this. This was longer than I thought, so if you read it this far or read it at all. You either think that I have a point and should do more of this or my analysis stinks, and I should never speak my dumb mind again. I'll probably see how this goes either way. If anybody else here still cares about this show.

[yume-writes]

🦐 here again! I saw one of your recent posts on TFP x MCB Rouge arc! And... I LOVE IT ! Shout out to the person who wrote that, sorry I forgot who...

At this point, we are creating our own fanfiction already, but we don't have the motivation to actually write (pls someone out there write this)

Anyways, the Rogue arc is a good way to continue the story! After what Jun and the other caddbots went through, I'm surprised that they hadn't snapped earlier. (I like the idea of techno-organic Jun, but the idea of him being like a cyborg is cool too, adding more angst of phantom pains.)(Also I can't remember is team prime knows the MCB crew resents them)

Ok, so the next few bots who would go rogue would be the Black Crew. Black Hook would take his leave first to protect his crew. (Father Black Hook baby) I'm not sure how Buffalo Crush and Buster Gallon would react, so I'll leave it up to you

Next will be Wild Guardy and Heavy Iron. They'll leave around the same time. Wild guardy would take Crest and disappear, leaving no trace of them. He would leave when no one is paying attention. Heavy Iron would just straight up walk out of the door even though the autobot told him to stay.

Fleta Z and Anna would be next. They would fly and stay in some place else.

The rest, I'm still unsure, so you can think about it. Mega Trucker would leave to find Blue Cop.

That's all for now! See ya ;)

MCB x TFP crossover; The Blue Rouge Arc

The Blue Rouge Arc is made by @hkgcsecondsblog

Hello again 🦐! And yeah, this is all fanfic by this point (˶>ᗜ<˵)

Also I feel like Team Prime would figure out some of the cardbots resent them because of them arguing after Blue Cop leaves. The Autobots could be trying the cardbots to calm down and that makes the others madder because what do you mean calm down!? Blue Cop left while in a terrible mindset because of your universe! You want us to calm down!?

Black Hook taking his crew and leaving would line up with him. He cares a lot about his crew, he cried after Buffalo Crush got sealed and him saying he's not fit to be captain after Buster Gallon betrays him a second time. He cares a lot!!! Of course he'll leave with his crew. He doesn't want any of them to go through the events the others went through. Buffalo Crush would protest, he doesn't believe that the Autobots are at fault! But Buster Gallon would convince him to come with because he takes a more logical approach. When they joined the autobots all the terrible events happened, it only makes sense to leave to save themselves

Wild Guardy would be on the fence about it. After Blue Cop left he's been Jun's guardian, but he's concerned about Crest. He doesn't want what happened to Jun to happen to Crest too. He would try to take Jun with him when he leaves, but Jun refuses and in the end Wild Guardy only leaves with Crest. Jun watches on in despair, his friendships are falling apart

Heavy Iron is sick of everything. The Autobots have a strict 'keep yourself a secret' policy and they won't let them go out on their own to fight the cons or MECH. He knows that they have to make a plan and not just run in, but he can't listen to the Autobots boss them around anymore. He's sick and tired of listening to them, he tells them this much as he leaves

Fleta-Z would do something similar to Wild Guardy. He doesn't want to leave Jun alone and he doesn't want anything to happen to Anna. But, of course, Jun believes they all should work together. But Fleta Z is one of the cardbots who don't like the bots. He doesn't trust them. Anna does protest, but in the end leaves because she's honestly scared and she just wants to go home to her Dad, she misses him

Mega Trucker was one of the first to leave, he left almost immediately after he told the others what happened to Blue Cop. Even since they've been on Earth, he and Blue Cop have known each other the longest. Blue Cop helped him start a life on Earth and he won't let Bluecop wallow in despair

Mega Ambler would be the one to convince Phoenix Fire and Theo to leave. Dexter would leave on his own, his old feelings on humans returning in a sense because of MECH. I'll be completely honest, I don't know what Shadow X would do

Jun's life is falling apart, his friends have left and his body is not his own, what can he do now?

[voxmortuus]

⇘ PAIRING:⇙ Rafe Cameron x F!Reader ⇘ UNIVERSE:⇙ Outer Banks ⇘ WORD COUNT:⇙ 1K ⇘ SUMMARY:⇙ You just started a new job, but the boss' son thinks he's entitled. Well, Rafe doesn't quite agree, and he ends up giving this guy a piece of his mind, and a piece of his fist. You end up losing your job, but maybe you dodged a bullet? Boy protects girl... girl thanks boy. ⇘ TRIGGER WARNINGS:⇙ Protective Rafe is protective | Rafe beats up new co-worker | Loss of job because of boyfriend beating up boss' son | Angst | Smut Implied| PLEASE TELL ME IF I FORGOT ANYTHING!!! I want to make sure readers are fully aware of what they are getting themselves into when they read this… ⇘ NOTES:⇙ This is my first Rafe fic... so it's not super long, just sticking my feelers out there to test things. I hope you enjoy. ⇘ DIVIDER CREDIT:⇙ @nyxvuxoa ⇘ IMAGE CREDIT:⇙ Found through google. Not my gif nor do I take credit. If this is your gif or you know whose it is, please inbox me so I can credit the creator. Thank you. ⇘ TITLE IMAGE CREDIT:⇙ Myself through cooltext.com ⇘ My Master Masterlist ⇙

Today was the day! You were so excited! You had your outfit for work all chosen, and you couldn't even sleep the night before! You had this feeling that today was going to be the best day of your life, you had been trying to land this job for a while. You're feeling on top of the world, but there's this guy who just keeps staring at you and making you a little uncomfortable. You had no idea who the guy was, but you go about your day ignoring the behavior. He takes you starting a new job well.

The next few weeks are going great, and there were even talks of you moving up in the company, provided you stuck it out. The first biggest day was starting the job, now today, today was the company BBQ. After talking with Rafe he agreed to go, but you had been telling him about the guy who kept trying to make advances, so like fuck he was going to not go. No, he wanted people to know who you belong to, and it sure as fuck isn't this guy.

"Please be on your best behavior." You pout a bit looking down at yourself. Nodding, you approve of your dress.

"I'll behave if he behaves." He stated bluntly.

"I know... I know-- I'm sure things will be just fine. Let's just enjoy the day, okay?" You ask.

Nodding, he wraps his arms around your shoulder and kisses the top of your head. Locking the car, he sticks the keys in his pocket and heads toward the crowd of people. Once you arrive at the location, your boss finds you and fawns over your outfit. Introducing Rafe to your boss, the two have a brief exchange before you tell Rafe you'll be back because you're going to get something to drink and for him to find a place to sit.

Finding the table of drinks, you grab two and grab a seat under some shade because let's face it, these summers it's like the devil is airing out hell and that heat is killer. You lean against him and watch the others, either are gawking at you both, or they're going about their own business. He spots you, and you lean into Rafe. He locks eye contact with you from across the way.

There was this moment in your mind where you felt so... disgusted, sure the boss' son wasn't all that terrible to look at, but at the same time, he wasn't Rafe, and you knew where your loyalty was. You felt this heavy taste in your mouth, whenever he comes near you, but maybe with Rafe here, he won't come near you.

As some time goes on, you feel comfortable enough to wander around without Rafe as he sits there at the table watching your every move. This man adores watching you, while you mingle, he sits there with a drink bringing it to his lips and glancing over that red solo cup. He smiled softly, but there was something that wasn't settling well with him.

"Listen, back off. Okay? I'm not interested." You tell the son.

"Oh, you will be, I will make you mine before the day is out." He drunkenly yet not so drunkenly spoke.

"The fuck you will. Absolutely not. Get your hands off me." You snatch your arm back, and he goes to grab at you again.

"Listen! Stop!" You snarl.

Making his way to you, he looks between you, steps in, and shoves the guy out of the way.

"Hey man, fuck off." the guy snarls.

"No, you back off asshole! The lady said fuckin no!" He growls.

The guy kept running his lips, letting words just spew out, but Rafe had enough. His fist balled up and he went to turn toward you, but instead, he let his fist fly against the other man's face. Hearing the crack against the man's face Rafe, but it didn't stop there. It's like he just couldn't stop beating on this guy.

You don't know whether to stop him or to let him continue. The idea of losing your job over this didn't even cross either mind, what did cross the mind was that this guy wasn't taking no for an answer, and Rafe was there to protect you.

Looking down at the guy, he was bloodied, and Rafe looked like he was painted in the guy's splattered blood. You go to touch his shoulder to pull him back. Standing up he looks down at you, takes your hand. Looking at your boss he shakes his head.

"Maybe you should teach your son that he can't fuck everything he sees... may keep your employees around a little longer." He stated.

Your boss looks between you both and she then looks back at you.

"I won't press charges, if you never come back to work, and stay the fuck away from my son." She snarls.

You look between the two of them, and you let out a soft breath. Nodding, you wrap yourself around him, holding him close as you head back toward the car.

Getting in the car, you look over at him, as he drives off. What was it that made you so... feral about this moment? Was it the fact that he was covered in blood? Or was it that he defended you... or maybe both? Licking your lips, you look down at your lap. Of course, with his speeding, it didn't take you long to get home.

Quickly getting out of the car, you run over to the driver's side, open his door, take his hand, and drag him to the bathroom.

"Don't wash it off yet..." you bite your lip as you strip down and start the shower. The heat of the water steams up the glass and warms up the cold stones as you help him strip down and pull him into the hot shower. "I want you to fill me." You purr against his slightly bloodied lips.

He looks down at you and smirks. "Gladly."