#also I'm very tired so sorry if this is incoherent for the time being!!

[justabardling]

Mrs Maisel Series Finale

Okay Continuing with S5 Mrs Maisel Spoilers

Idk I like how it wrapped  everything up? Not EVERYTHING grant you which is a weakness in writing with both Daniel and Amy’s writing mind you but idk

Midge reconciling with Susie??

Susie and Midge both saying Midge couldn’t end up with someone who didn’t make her laugh and the show ends with an older Midge in 2005, calling Susie on the phone to watched TAPED episodes of Jeopardy and laughing at their commentary together - like that seems pretty solid to me?? Idk I will grant that their is fair critique to Palladino’s writing and this season specifically (For instance I don’t think we needed AS LONG as a segment as we did with Midge’s college’s reunion) but the fact that sometimes you just see the broad swatches - you can fill in the blanks- and a nice resolution - that’s a pretty great conclusion? It doesn’t matter we see them together, just knowing that at the end of the day they call each other to watch a game show and check in - that’s soulmates in my opinion. It’s not traditional, it’s a nice, sweet ending on a show that featured a woman who was trying to make a life for herself after creating the life she thought she wanted - and ultimately that’s kind of nice, to see that progression - even if it’s NOT narratively what you want. Bc that’s what life is. 

[icomeandg0]

Hiya! Saw your requests were open and since loneliness is consuming me bit by bit I decided to be courageous (for once😭)

Is it okay if I request some isekai reader x sleepy Sky cuddles? Like, the chain's at Skyloft, it's night, so they both just cuddle to sleep? Generalizing, ultra fluff. Super ultra mega fluff. Take your time, no rush🫶

(pls forgive me if this is incoherent it's my first time requesting something and english isn't my first language so I apologize if it's bad-🙏)

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Hi Anon, Thank you for your request and I apologise for being away from writing for so long since of my exams but I'm back and I'm prepared to write the request I have.

I’m so sorry it took me this long, I hope you enjoy!

Content under cut:

~Skyloft Snuggles!~

An exhausting day!

The week hasn’t been easy either, constantly running into monsters, having to deal with some people’s problems around the villages you all encountered, also someone’s (won’t admit but it was yours) tent was damaged due to a monster raid so now you had to sleep in one of the other boys tent.

Sky was the first to suggest, rather quickly might you add but you were tired that night and you didn’t care.

You couldn’t help but realises that during the days, you liked sleeping near Sky. He was like a bear, once he was in a deep sleep he would drape his arms around you—as creepy as it may seem..it was nice and cozy. He was the perfect cuddle buddy.

But now you all were in Skyloft! You were particularly excited to see, you’ve seen the visuals in the game but seeing it right now, living in the moment? Felt perfect.

“Make yourself at home, Bazaar is in the centre of Skyloft so feel free to top up on items and potions” Sky smiles softly, “That sounds boring! What can you do on this tiny island?” Wind huffed as he looked around, despite Wind’s slight interest to check out the Bazaar he couldn’t help but feel the need to adventure again! A new place needs to be explored but a place this ‘tiny’?

“Well, I can show you my Loftwing.” Sky offered, Wind gasped. “Really?!” “Yeah, it’s been a while since I’ve seen him so it’ll be good to go check up on him.” Sky looks over to you, “would you like to come?” You honestly would but you were exhausted, you wanted to sleep.

“No, I think I might head to the Academy to have a nap.” You informed earning a slight nod, “alright, we’ll be back” you watch as the two leave, Wind dragging the poor boy by the arm. You head towards the Academy.

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You were greeted by Sun, Sky’s Zelda. She was as kind and gentle as Sky described her to be, “You must be Y/n! It’s nice to meet you, Sky’s told me a whole lot about you in his letters” Sun chuckles which made you flushed a bit, ���Sky writes about you in his letters?’

“All good things I hope?” You replied jokingly, “Of course, he’s very poetic with how he describes you” now you were curious.

“Oh! You’re probably wondering where you’ll be sleeping for the next few days, we’ve occupied some rooms for vacant so you all have a room however, someone will need to bunk with someone but it’s okay! You don’t get to, you’ll have a room all to yourself” Sun says sweetly, you were relieved at that fact but also disappointed, sure you’ll finally have your own sleeping space but you’ve grown accustomed to sleeping near Sky and embracing him in the night.

You shouldn’t ponder much on the thought, it’s only for a few days anyways.

You didn't realize how tired you really were! Once you had woken up from your nap it was dark time. You probably missed dinner but that's fine, you weren't hungry at the moment but your mouth was dry. You pick up your water bottle and tried to take a sip but it was empty, off to the kitchen.

You find yourself at the sink filling up your bottle and once it was filled you took a sip.

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"Mmm, Y/n?" You turn to see the one and only sleepyhead, Sky. "Sky, Why are you up?" You asked softly, trying to keep the noise to a minimum. "I can't sleep" "Why's that? You finally get to sleep by yourself again"

"Yeah, That's the problem"

That answer shocked you, mostly flustered you. "Problem? How?" "It's colder than usual, no matter how hard I try I can't stop thinking about having you close to me again" You had to contain the smile that was twitching to appear on your face.

You turn away from Sky, your back facing him as you close the lid. Either you’re dreaming right now or this is really happening, you never thought he would come clean like this and the fact he’s having trouble sleeping tonight because of you? Considering yourself a one of a kind!

You heard footsteps behind you and Sky had wrapped his arms around you lazily as he rest his head on your shoulders, “Please, come back to my room” Sky whispered gently in your ear causing a slight shiver to run up your spine.

“Well, at least let me get my things—“

“No, do that in the morning”

Sky hooks an arm under your leg and manages to hoist you into a bridal style carry as he walks back to his room.

He lays you back on his bed, he hops in the bed and tucks the blanket over top of you two, the softness of the blanket was a gently caress to your skin as you could already feel yourself feel lighter, feeling drowsy.

Sky’s arms wrap around your waist, lazily placed dropping on your body but you wouldn’t underestimate him, he’s stronger than he looks and he’ll yank you back if you stray too far.

“See how cold it was before? How could you let me go through the feeling of such loneliness and coldness” Sky pouts softly, “For Hylia’s sake, you’re the hero of Hyrule and you’ve already done that before we were forced into the predicament of sleeping together” you tease, booping his nose softly as you two had a light banter between the two of you.

You could tell he was tired, well normally you can but he was about to knock out soon. He plants a soft kiss to your forehead making you flush slightly. He decides to pull you in until your bodies are flush.

You couldn’t help but let out a small content sigh as you cuddled into him, you had to admit this was better than sleeping alone.

Bonus:

“So, who’s waking Sky up? I dibs not I did the last time.” Wind raises his hand as he calls himself out, he would fight against Ganon again instead of waking Sky up—Sheesh that boy gets so angry when woken up.

“Uh bad news, Y/n ain’t in her room..All her stuff has been left behind” Twilight says as he had a worried look plastered on his face.

“What? It’s only been a few hours, she couldn’t have been taken again.” Time muttered before he looked at everyone again. “Alright, Everyone scatter around, maybe she went on a stroll without telling one of us. Legend, you wake Sky up, he’ll know where all the hiding spots would be around here” with no further discussion everyone had left to find you.

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Legend grumbled as he walks to Sky’s room, first he had to bunk with none other than Wind himself who didn’t stop snoring. Remind him to never bunk with Wind again, now he has to wake Sky, just great.

“Hey Sky—“ Legend opens the door to see not just Sky but you as well, snuggling close to Sky’s chest as he had his arm lazily wrapped around you. Legend stares at the scene in front of him for a bit…

He ponders on his choices.

Get Wild to take a Photo and blackmail the both of you

Or

Be nice and—

Hell no, forget option two. Legend suffered a night so you both pay the consequences.

[theboarsbride]

bro I love clowning on BookTok and how silly stupid BookTok books and trends and tropes are, but I am sick and tired of this 'all BookTok is is porn' discourse.

Like it just reminds me of Twilight discourse, and it stinks of misogyny. Just let people read what they want??? It's not that hard to find a book YOU want to read and look the other way? It's not that hard to engage with BookTok content that can cater your FYP to YOUR book tastes? Also just stop demonizing porn/sex work and those that use those services? Because unless it's depicting something genuinely harmful/hateful/etc. then what does it matter? BookTok critics need to give readers more credit, tbh, because more often than not I feel like adults can differentiate what is real and what is fiction, and can distinguish what is or is not a toxic relationship but still engage with certain material because they like tropes, are exploring kinks, need escapism, etc.?

Like people waste so much time fretting over porn and spice in books. In that time you could have found a dozen more fantasy or sci-fi books that cater to your tastes! As an AroAce person who is discomforted by ideas of sex, I don't engage with smut or spicy books because it's not my cup of tea and I know my personal boundaries. That's it. I just go find books I WANT to read, then! It isn't rocket science! It's ok to not like smut or be uncomfortable with sex scenes/discussions about sex - it's ok! But to go and demonize those who DO like reading that kind of material is hella stupid.

If you really wanna have a discussion about the ick of BookTok then maybe discuss how toxic the publishing industry can be to its authors, especially authors of color, and how it expects authors to work like machines to pump out bestsellers, valuing quantity over quality, or discuss the harm of authors being in review spaces and how this leads to readers facing threats, doxxing, harassment, and then being too scared to share thoughts on books online.

You peeps waste more time worrying about spice and smut when you can just be whimsical and let people enjoy what they wanna enjoy.

Anyways,,,sorry if this is incoherent i'm just feeling VERY salty.

[xxlemon-chanxx]

Ok, what about if philip/belos has a partner toxic as him but they still love each other?

Now—there are a LOT of relationship dynamics that fall under the general “toxic” umbrella. I'm going to go ahead and explain the one my mind went to first when I initially read this ask, so it might not be the same version of “toxic” that you're thinking of. I'm sorry in advance!

Also, this is going to be more or less the same between Philip and Belos, so I'm not going to do two separate sections, and I'm just going to explain the one that I'd find more interesting narratively.

So—here’s the “toxic” relationship that I first imagined:

⚠️⚠️TW for suicide baiting and general emotionally abusive behaviors!⚠️⚠️

overly dependant, insecure SO who constantly needs reassurance and hangs off of Belos’s every action because they worry he’ll grow bored of them and leave them, and is overall very possessive of him to the point of being incapable of wanting to leave Belos’s side for even a moment + overly-controlling and manipulative Belos who revels in the idea that his love is too desperate to ever want to leave him despite his flaws.

S/O can barely stand it. Their husband constantly talks to countless people every day—its part of his job description as the annihilator of an entire populous! And there are so many talented, intelligent, and attractive witches that make up the castle staff. They can't help but feel that rush of anxiety in their chest when one of said witches needs to talk to their husband—seriously, why not give the news to them? They'd be more than happy to pass along the message to their husband if it was really THAT important.

Even when Belos tells them countless times that he'd never trade them for a witch, no matter how much venom is in his voice as he practically spits the word, there's that lingering doubt. They're so much prettier. Does he think those witches walking the halls are prettier than them? His gauntlet lingered by that coven head’s hand for a few moments too long for their tastes, surely that means he's having an abhorrent love affair with that witch.

Whenever their anxiety flares up like this, it inevitably ends in a freakout and breakdown. They’ll fall to their knees at Belos’s feet, clutching letters that were strictly business but had just enough reverent language from an underling for S/O to misconstrue as romantic or intimate feelings between them.

They’ll scream, they’ll cry, initially demanding to know why he'd trade them for a witch, after all they've given him. What do they have that they don't? What could they possibly offer him? Is it their body? They're prettier than me, is that it? Are they smarter than me? What is it, damn you? What? What? WHAT?

Then, after Belos manages to calm them down, that rage turns to sorrow as they realize that they snooped through their husband's possessions, his private, confidential letters to find evidence that didn't even exist. They’ll apologize incoherently, clutching at his robes, spewing promise after promise that this was going to be the last time, that they were never going to snoop again and please don't leave them because they can't imagine a world where he doesn't want them, and please, if he doesn't want them, they might just die. No, scratch that. They WILL die. They. Will. DIE. If he tosses them out like trash.

And as they fumble out their apologies and half-baked, empty, rehearsed promises, Belos simply wraps them in his arms, tucking their head under his chin as a soft, tired smile graces his lips. He knows this will not be the last time, but he can't bring himself to be too annoyed by it. After all, he does partially enjoy a few of the behaviors his beloved exhibits.

He loves the way they're practically attached to his hip. He loves the way he never has to worry whether or not they're truly loyal to him or if they genuinely love him. That desperation is so thick he could cut it with a knife and spread it on toast. He doesn't need to constantly have his hand in them like a sock puppet because they follow him around like a lovesick puppy, staying quiet and out of the way while he does the important work and then swooping in during down moments to squeeze in some affection and much-needed fishing for reassurance.

He still lies to them, obviously. His dishonesty is probably the biggest trigger for S/O’s insecurity. Nevertheless, S/O would never leave Belos because—well…who else would willingly put up with that level of inconvenience? And Belos would never want them to leave because that's the most loyal and devoted to him someone could possibly be, and they're a human who accepts him despite his issues. Why in the Hells would he ever give that up?

[youaintnothinbuta]

hello i am back ! thank you sm for your last post, i really enjoyed it!! anyways i have fallen down the jd rabbit hole. could i request a jd x reader where reader is very affectionate but jd is hesitant bc of veronica (he saw her suicide but moved before he knew it was fake and feels super guilty) then reader starts to get a little more distant because of the lack of reciprocation on jd's end. anyways this is gonna go on for too long, could u make it end with reader finding out what happened and reader comforts jd, and he just suddenly melts from the affection. (IM CRYING THIS DOES NOT MAKE SENSE I'M SORRY )

Summary: ^^

Pairing: Jd x reader

Warnings: mention of suicide, pretty much all warnings that come with anything heathers related. also probably typos and grammatical errors cos I’m tired

Word count: 774

Request something here !

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Relief washed over you when you heard the familiar creak of your window opening. Looking up, you found your boyfriend, Jd, gracefully climbing into your room, a mischievous glint in his eyes as always. He got comfy beside you in your bed, snuggling up as he pulled your diary towards him, trying to peek.

“No.” You snapped it closed and popped it on your bedside table, telling him off.

“You’re really never gonna let me read that thing?”

“Maybe one day, when we’re 40 and I randomly find it after having forgotten about it for years.” You replied.

Jd laughed with a little shake of his head.

The evening went by much per normal, him climbing back out your window to head back to his own home, “I’ll see you at school,” he says as you shut your window behind him.

You let your body sit heavily on your bed, sighing. He had never been the most affectionate, you figured that was just the way he was. But lately he’s been even less affectionate. He’ll still let you be touchy with him, cuddling him and kissing on him but everything on his end has pretty much dissipated. Not even an arm around you as you walk together anymore. It felt like this big wedge was being driven through the middle of your relationship, and he -for some reason- wasn’t noticing it.

Another week or so passed, and the distance between you two had grew exponentially. You couldn’t entirely blame him, for you somewhat adopted this mindset of ‘if he wants to be distant, fine, I can be distant too.’

But it had gone on for too long now, and had gotten worse than you ever thought it could. You barely even talked at school, you just sort of sat together in this weird unresolved silence.

You had had enough. One evening you got yourself out of bed and marched yourself over to Jd’s house, not planning on leaving until you figured out what his deal was.

“Jd, I can’t do this anymore.” You wasted no time, immediately speaking as you crawled though his window, startling him.

“Y/N—”

“What are we doing?” You stood in front of him, arms crossed.

“What?”

“What are we doing? You and I. What is happening?”

His confusion was evident, his voice a mix of curiosity and bewilderment, “What are you talking about?”

“Jd, don’t be a dick. You're distant. We barely talk. You haven’t even held my hand in a month. I feel like I've lost you. Have I done something wrong?”

Jd's sigh carried a weight, his figure rising from the bed. “Y/N, I…” he hesitated, the words escaping him reluctantly, “My ex— she hung her herself in front of me. It haunts me. I just feel guilty and I'm terrified that I might drive you to the same point.”

The room fell into a stunned silence, your mind grappling with the enormity of his confession. Your mouth opened to speak, only managing to stutter incoherently. Before he could continue, you closed the gap between you, enfolding him in a heartfelt embrace. Silence enveloped the room, broken only by the sound of your steady breaths. “I had no idea,” you whispered softly, your voice carrying a mixture of sympathy and understanding “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Jd choked out, unsure exactly of what the emotions his brain was trying to process were. You shook your head against him slightly, still holding him in a hug, “I can’t imagine how heavy that must feel.”

Jd winced, beginning to cry into your shoulder, tears starting to flow without reservation. That was the first time anyone has ever acknowledged how much pain he has experienced, ever. Your touch was a silent reassurance to him that he could let his guard down.

Amidst his quiet sobs, you murmured calmingly to him, “Shh, it's alright, Jd. You're not alone anymore. I'm here for you.” Your voice was a steady presence, comfort in a way he’d received from no one except his mom when he was a kid.

As his tears subsided, you held him a little tighter, your fingers tracing soothing circles on his back. “You don't have to be afraid with me,” you whispered, your words carrying the weight of your sincerity. “I'm not your ex, Jd. I just want to see you happy.”

His grip on you tightened, his vulnerability a testament to the trust he was beginning to place in you. He gave you a watery smile. “Thank you,” he managed to whisper, his voice raw, “you wanna just stay here tonight?” He asked. You nodded, getting comfortable in his bed.

A/N: LMFAO I’m so sorry this is SHIT but I had already left it sitting in my inbox so long and I didn’t wanna keep u waiting any longer. I kinda gave up with the end so sorry I hope it’s okay I tried to stick as closely as I could to the request 😭🫶🏼

[deathbxnny]

Angsty Yanqing time?

Angsty Yanqing time.

Imagine if he had a dragon/Vidyadhara!S/O. Assuming they’re like normal reptiles, that means Vidyadhara are also cold blooded. And reptiles don’t survive very well in the cold.

In a desperate moment in a fight, he accidentally gets too close to killing them because he can use Ice. He’d feel guilty and never let them be around him while he fights. But they are stubborn in the idea that he isn’t at fault for anything.

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A/N: I'm sorry it took eons to get to your request. Life hates me. I hope you'll like it anyways tho and thank you for making it!<33

Content: Angst, hurt/comfort, Reader has reptile like characteristics, mentions of battle, slight injury, mentions near death, Yanqing will get his vengeance one day

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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Yanqing tried to be careful around you with his ice abilities, as he knew how sensitive you were to the cold. And the last thing he ever wanted, was to hurt you. So when push came to shove and he was finally truly forced to use his abilities with you also in the way, it was hard for him to forgive himself for it, even when it was you who asked him to just do it. He had no other choice and the enemy was quickly defeated after, but the guilt still remained.

Especially when it ended you in the hospital for a couple weeks, due to the cold nearly killing you. It felt like his own heart was being ripped out and that made him in turn punish himself. He barely ate or slept, his eyes always stuck on your unmoving form, your hand firmly in his. He didn't care who tried to came in to tell him to take it easy, that you'd be okay eventually. He didn't believe it, until he saw it with his own eyes. Until then, he won't dare rest.

And to say that he broke down, when you did eventually wake up, would be an understatement. He burst into tears, his tired eyes burning even more, as his apologies came out in an incoherent and panicked mess of words. He was just so happy that you were okay and despite your reassurance, he still felt horrible and guilty about it.

He subconsciously began never using his abilities around you again, always scared to even touch you after a battle, in case his hands were still cold. Your reassurance is the only thing that makes him eventually let his guard down just a little bit, but ultimately, the fear will remain forever.

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A/N: I hope this is fine and I'm again sorry for the lack of literally existing lately...

[cogcltrcorn]

things I Know about stewy. not headcanons. facts. I feel them in my bones.

he is the type of guy who's usual dating pool is like, perpetually twenty five. he thinks that dating any younger is gauche, but also he is an asshole

he is a few years from needing reading glasses. he notices himself squinting sometimes. no he can't make peace with the fact yet

his relationship with his own culture is fucking. insane probably. like. ironic self deprecating racism levels of fucked. if he slips up and does anything uncharacteristic for his all-american wallstreet asshole persona in public it's a sign that he is tired or fucked up beyond belief (I think he drags everyone he meets somewhere to eat JUST to order something with pork in front of them). it's fucked is what I'm saying.

he hates the idea of growing old but is also self-aware enough to know it's pathetic and so has a whole fucking Thing about "aging gracefully". however he lets his perpetually twenty five girlfriends educate him on what is up with the youths. this man knows Everything about doja cat

he is a world champion in denial and emotional compartmentalization. like. he is So determined to rationalize or outright Deny any emotion he experiences. he hates feeling vulnerable, he hates feeling attached, he hates relationships being "difficult" (the first fight is the last fight with him most of the time. he cuts people off and dodges their calls and gives the "sorry it's just not the right time" talks and moves on). whatever the fuck he has going on with kendall is unique because stewy is normally fucking ALLERGIC to expressing emotions.

related: made being a bad person one of the pillars of his fucking identity. when he feels like he is in danger of developing an ethical concern he actively squashes it like a bug. "fuck everything else, does this make my life more comfortable?" is a personal motto. and he is rich enough to have an immunity against most things that could affect him negatively. so. he really and truly doesn't give a fuck. more importantly: he doesn't want to.

he wasn't on ken's birthday party because he was very busy getting fucking plastered with his girlies and then getting EMBARRASSINGLY emotional when someone put on alejandro by lady gaga. he then wailed about kendall incoherently and cried hysterically when he came home

the girlies in question have little to no idea of who the fuck stewy is or what he does for a living. they DO know that he is a blast to be around. they also know that he is down Bad for a guy he won't name. the times stewy gets drunk enough to get SAD about it are rare but memorable.

[chuuwtoy]

i remember discussing with my friend if rebecca was really the blushing virgin that everyone in the fandom makes her out to be. at the time i just shrugged it off and said yes, because i didn't know much about her character (not that there is much anyway.) but after thinking about it, my opinion's changed a bit. so here's my random opinions about rebecca.

incoming airstrike: incoherent rambling.

initially i felt like rebecca was only really put into the first game to be jill's opposite, and also i guess to make it even and put a girl on the other team.

i haven't played RE 0 (and with the complaints i probably won't..) but she isn't exactly squealing and blushing whenever billy looks her way - if anything, billy is more of a flirt. maybe him giving her all these cute nicknames is just in his nature? or perhaps he just really likes her. who knows!

you could argue that everyone on her team died and she's going through this hellish nightmare on her first mission - so why on earth would she have goo-goo eyes over some inmate who supposedly slaughtered 23 people?! haha, i love analyzing these guys.

rebecca isn't afraid to put anyone in their place, she demands respect, "but that's officer chambers to you", "and dont call me little girl!" one thing i love about these lines is how it's delivered, she isn't stomping her feet and throwing a tantrum. she keeps her soft tone and says it sharply! i wish people saw her as spunkier and dominant, rather than an innocent, helpless baby.

suprisingly, she doesn't fall for chris either. i mean can you blame me for expecting her to? he's protecting her throughout the game and vice versa. she's tired and scared but atleast she has chris to lean onto. that's the perfect set up for a predictable (one-sided) romance. the same arguement could be made - she's tired, and got thrusted into another nightmare, she doesn't have time to be flustered over chris..

something that's a little odd but rebecca has respect for chris in the sense that she refers to him as "sir", when she doesn't even do that for enrico. though, im sure its because she's familiar with enrico, but not chris.

she's oddly professional for her age, but no one in the fandom gives her credit for it— and yes i know it's probably because she's a child prodigy, so perhaps she had to grow up quicker? i assume she was around adults much older than herself. ( ≧ᗜ≦) !!!

i know it's common for people to call her a tomboy because "girl + short hair = tomboy" (sarcasm). though, if i'm being honest, i never saw her as one. rebecca (and jill) are just girls, they can't really be placed into boxes - they're not clichés. you see the duality with rebecca loving basketball but also being a chemist? i LOVE that so much. she's in this male-dominated field with an age that still end in -teen.

rebecca is described as "androgynous" in her uniform and while i agree to some extent i don't really like that word too much, because it implies that jill's uniform isnt androgynous when i think that it is.. so what because jill's chest is prominent she can't be androgynous too? hmph, it always left a bitter taste in my mouth.

also i really love that she's wearing makeup in 0, it's her first mission and she's all dolled up 笑笑笑笑笑 but they stopped using ayumi's model and i guess wanted to rework her face.

this isn't meant to disprove or bash that very popular ship "rebilly" by the way! do i ship it? not quite, sorry but i dont ship anything besides myself and a certain bioterrorist えへへへへへへへへ

the novel, caliban cove, portrays her as your typical teenage girl. she gets embarrassed a lot, blushes at the slightest contact, etc etc. it's not canon though, so i didnt bother to mention it.

i haven't discussed this either but i'd like to see discussions about her sexuality, nothing is confirmed but options are always open (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ

[theconstitutionisgayculture]

I am one of those weirdo lurkers on your blog who is so paranoid about being known for reading what you post that (sometimes I agree sometimes I don't) that I don't follow but just search up your blog every couple of days. I just wanna get something off my chest. Sorry that this will probably sound incoherent and is done suddenly...

....but as an American who can check off multiple boxes in the oppression Olympics if I choose to do so, I hate that I'm expected to care about each and every "new" or trendy activism going on. I hate that "caring" about real political issues and causes is a trend! A real activist is in it for life or until they see the change they wanna see. But because of social media...everyone is an "activist" for a cause until it dies down. Remember Ukraine? I'm pretty sure they are still fighting but suddenly I hear NOTHING about it to the point I have to routinely look it up see if it's still going on. I wonder if the news still even report about it.

I'm not good at articulating myself but to be blunt, I can't make myself care about every single current and horrific events all over the world. It's not for the lack of trying either! I tried! I really did try because I thought, at the time, as an American who is of a racial minority and a lesbian who also has the additional privilege of being from a loving middle-class family, I have to fight for everyone less fortunate than I from circumstances I have no control over. I did not make these people suffer. I did not put terrible government officials in office (I was a too young to vote at the time). I was either a twinkle in my parents' eyes or a child when a lot of things that are causing problems today, started!

I learned the hard way that living like that will lead you to doing no good for the people suffering and you just tire yourself out into a person who now struggles with empathy because I think I broke a part of my brain trying to be a savior or something...and for what? I am not an activist. I do not have the strength or the knowledge or the mental fortitude to be one. The most I can do is try to make the local area, the city, and the state I live in a habitable state for myself, my loved ones, and others who live here as well.

What's funny is that I was not, and probably never will be, well-versed in politics and economics because I can admit that certain things don't wrap around my head (I like to think I know enough to recognize when my rights get violated). But because I check off on XYZ I'm expected to know and have a very strong "well-informed" political stance. I feel like to be well-informed on politics, you need to be reading up on everything for months to even form a single solid thought or opinion based on fact and not random short videos you found while scrolling in the bathroom.

No one can, or should be expected to, care about every horrible thing happening in the world. That's the path to madness and hopelessness. Which is exactly what the modern activist class wants. They want you so demoralized and so angry about everything that you'll latch onto anyone with a solution regardless of what the solution demands from you. They want you to gleefully give up your rights for a false safety that was never necessary in the first place. As you said, all anyone can do is to try and improve their own lives and the lives of the people directly around them. Picking up a piece of trash from your local park does more to actually improve life any any three astroturfed protests or government welfare program.

[bluegekk0]

39 and 40 for the ask game?

this is a bit long so under a read more it goes. also i'm sorry if it's all over the place and incoherent, or if misunderstand the questions. it's almost 2am and i'm very tired after christmas eve hahah

39. How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people?

fpk - well, he had a whole marriage that didn't work out in big part because he ignored wl's flaws. he has a tendency to do that, he always sees his own flaws as far worse so he'll often twist every scenario into somehow being his fault. he's gotten a little bit better at that over time, he realized that he should've stood up for himself far earlier and maybe he would avoid a lot of suffering, so now he's making an effort to actually take those flaws into consideration. doesn't mean that he stopped putting himself down, unfortunately he still does that very frequently, but at least he's trying to get better

grimm - he's very aware of others flaws, and he never forgets when someone wrongs him as a result of those flaws. that being said, when it comes to relationships with those close to him, he twists that awareness into something positive. despite his own hardships, he's probably the closest the family has to a therapist - his prior knowledge of others' flaws allows him to help them overcome them, at least to the best of his ability (he has no training, but it's still better than nothing). but if it's someone he dislikes? yeah he'll find a way to turn those flaws against them

hornet - she's similar to grimm in this regard, she's quick to notice flaws in other people, and will often use that to her advantage. in her case, it's more rooted in survival than pettiness, you have to be aware of your surrounding and your potential opponents if you want to make it, so the knowledge of others' flaws is crucial. unfortunately, she also tends to use those flaws as fuel whenever she's furious and wants to take a jab at someone with a particularly cruel remark. when her relationship with fpk was still a bit rocky, she'd very often point out his many failures, just to snap at him in anger whenever she found him irritating. she regrets it to this day, she still remembers his pained expression and the fact that she never apologized for it. she does hold back more these days, and tends to keep the knowledge of those flaws to herself, though she's not as merciful towards strangers

holly - they very much ignore other people's flaws most of the time. they spent most of their life idolizing their father and only learned and accepted his flaws after they reunited, and unfortunately they are just forgiving towards the other family members or their friends. they're definitely very similar to fpk in this area, if they were put in a similar situation as fpk in his marriage to wl, they would very likely let the other control them just like fpk did. it does have its upsides, though. whenever the flaws aren't anything actually harmful, that forgiveness on their part is very welcome. they don't judge others, they're very understanding, and if there is a need, they will also be supportive in any attempts at improving those flaws

zote - he's always on the lookout for others's flaws so that he can act superior to them. in reality, it's very much a deflection of many of his own flaws, but he'll never admit it. he's the type to mock people for their missteps and even things they can't control, and he definitely deserves a smack in the back of his head whenever he does that. good thing he now has hornet and holly to let him know when he's stepping over the line, even if the former occasionally throws in similarly cruel comments of her own

lewk - very similar to the ask about trust. since he's young, he's not as perceptive of flaws in others, though his empathy-related ability he develops with age does allow him to read others' feelings more effectively - and consequently, it may help him detect certain flaws. for instance, he would definitely be able to tell that fpk constantly doubts himself thanks to all of his self-loathing thoughts, and while lewk can't read what he's thinking, the anxiety that follows would allow him to connect the dots. though again, this is definitely something he gets better at with age. at the current point in the au, he hasn't developed that ability enough to actually use it effectively just yet

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40. How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

fpk - his own flaws is pretty much everything he sees. whenever something bad happens, even if it's not because of him, he always assumes it's somehow his fault. he'll find flaws in himself that probably don't even exist, as his confidence is completely in shambles and he has to re-learn how to appreciate himself. he definitely needs someone like grimm who would remind him that he's not all flaws and that there are still good qualities about him

grimm - he's aware of them, but he likes to pretend they don't exist. unlike fpk, he's very confident, and that tends to overshadow his flaws. his ego also gives him the idea that he's above the mortals, even if he does have a fondness for them. so if you asked him, he'd say he's flawless. that being said, while he maintains a similar attitude when interacting with strangers or those who don't know him personally, he's much more mindful of his flaws whenever he's with his family. they bring a much softer side of him to the light, one that almost makes him seem like a different person. he knows he can be too confident and dismissive of others, so if fpk makes it clear to him that he should stop, he absolutely will. in a way, he puts himself on a leash, and in those moments he pays extra attention to his traits that can be perceived as flaws. his obsession with fpk is arguably a flaw on its own, but i think this one he's willing to ignore

hornet - she tries to push them away, she sees them as weakness and she can't allow that. she gets very angry whenever someone points them out, though deep down she does take a note and tries to improve. but she'd rather chew on glass than admit it to whoever mentioned that flaw. she wouldn't want them to see her as weak, and if that someone is grimm, she definitely wouldn't want to give him the satisfaction haha

holly - they're very sensitive of their own flaws, their upbringing required them to maintain a perfect image of an emotionless, thoughtless vessel, so they avoided any misstep so that they wouldn't accidentally sabotage the plan. and it's something that sticks with them to this day. while they may be forgiving of others' flaws, they always watch out for those of their own. and if someone points out a flaw of theirs, they will do everything they can to correct it. so while they're similar to fpk in the way that they always keep their flaws in mind, they don't have the same tendency to get overwhelmed by self-loathing thoughts and instead work towards improving themselves. not to say fpk doesn't try, but holly is definitely much better at it

zote - he's flawless, obviously. or at least that's what he'll tell you. he's the best knight, he's the smartest, the most handsome and the most skilled. in reality, he's anything but any of those things. it's difficult to say if he's convinced himself enough to forget about that, since he'll always twist the situation into something that's perceived in his favor. perhaps somewhere deep down he is aware that he's not perfect. after all, he does put a hint of effort into not being as mean towards holly and the rest of the family, so clearly there has to be some self-awareness in there

lewk - well, he's young, so he's very prone to doing what the adults tell him is right. i'm not sure if he even comprehends what could be considered a flaw, but i suppose his ability to listen to advice and learn from mistakes means that he does at least understand the difference between good and bad. so i think it's a matter of time before he can sit down and figure out his own strengths and flaws

[forget-me-maybe]

WIP Whenever

thank you @lizziemajestic for the tag and the steamy sneak peak.

ummmm i'm all over the place writing at things i thought i'd never touch again and nothing's finished BUT last wip whatever i posted a part from my rolan/tav modern music au thingy and perhaps i'll just throw out more of it in its unfinished state. yeah. i'll do that.

tags? tags! @kimberbohwrites @toads-treasures @waterdeep-weavemoss

here we go! 2,8k words. as last time warning for incorrect things. also warning for overuse of changing pov and strange pacing and my inability to make them stop talking.

oh they get down and dirty this time!!!

Tav’s has a long day; work, a very exciting meeting with an independent record company, rehearsal, and little does she know it’s about to get longer. She’s so tired as she heads towards the door to her flat that she almost trips over the long legs that are splayed across the corridor. 

Rolan.

And not only Rolan, a passed out, beaten up Rolan. 

Panic surges through her as she tries to wake him up, only to receive incoherent mumbles in return. She has to dial the emergency number four times before she gets it right. The patient operator calms her down as she can’t remember which godsdamned street she’s lived on for the last four years. 

The wait for the ambulance is even worse. Every second is a minute. Every minute is an hour. She holds his hand, placing light kisses to his knuckles, begging him to wake up. He doesn’t even have to talk to her once he does, just knowing he’ll be alright is enough. 

The operator talks calmingly to her throughout it all, updating her on when the ambulance will arrive and makes sure Tav checks Rolan’s pulse and breathing. In Tav’s panic she has the lucidity to make a mental note of sending flowers once all this is over. As long as he makes it through. If not she will never forgive herself for not being more stubborn with him. 

A hand on her shoulder pulls her out of her spiralling thoughts. 

“We’ll take it from here,” the green-clad half-orc tells her. 

The half-orc and a human check Rolan’s vital signs before they load him up on a stretcher to carry him down the stairs to the ambulance. Tav’s not sure how it happens but soon she’s sitting in the back of the ambulance with the half-orc examining Rolan. 

“Do you know what happened to him?” they ask. 

Tav shakes her head. “I found him like that when I got home.” 

The half-orc hums thoughtfully before turning their attention back to Rolan, controlling some sort of fluid. 

“We’ll take good care of him.” 

Tav nods. 

~*~

The room Rolan wakes up in is bright, almost uncomfortably so, but at least he wakes up. That’s progress he in hindsight can’t say was a given. Even before his vision adjusts to the brightness the telltale low beeping informs him that he’s in a hospital room. 

A strange weight covers his upper thighs, for a moment he thinks he’s broken them too but after a couple of blinks to sharpen his vision he sees the head of short hair resting on his legs. He can’t help but wonder how long she’s been sitting by his bedside to get tired enough to fall asleep in what looks like a very uncomfortable position. 

The thought brings a lump to his throat. How selfish it was of him to turn to her. How undeserving of her time he is. 

Yet, he wants to reach out and touch her. Stroke her hair.

Bad idea, it turns out, since moving causes every single cell in his body to scream in pain. At least he has the restraint to only let out a groan. 

The woman on his lap stirs before yanking herself away from him. 

“Shit, sorry,” she mumbles, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Blue eyes meet his and relief colours her face. “You’re awake.” 

“I am.” 

“Why didn't you go to the hospital right away?” she scolds as relief is replaced with anger. “Do you have any idea how scared I was? Wasting precious time laying around in my stairwell, bleeding into your abdomen like you’ve got nothing better to do!” 

“Excuse me for not being aware of the extent — ” another groan of pain cuts him off. Getting riled up is apparently not something he’s capable of at this very moment. 

“Fuck, I’m sorry,” she says softly, rising from her chair. “I’ll get a nurse.” 

Once he’s updated on the extent of his injuries (five broken ribs, a ruptured spleen and some internal bleeding), and pumped up with some painkiller that makes everything a bit fuzzy by a nurse that looks an awful lot like the singer in Tav’s band, he can finally move enough to reach out and grab Tav’s hand. 

“Thank you,” he whispers, rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand. Tav just hums in noncommittally and places the back of his hand against her cheek. 

She’s beautiful, he thinks. 

“You’re high,” she says. 

Can she read his thoughts? 

Tav chuckles. 

“You should rest. I’ll be here when you wake up.” 

He wants to argue, but that didn’t work out well last time. He’s too hurt, too exhausted to say anything. 

Or maybe he’s just greedy. 

~*~

Tav refuses to let Rolan go back to his dorm after he tells her about what Lorroakan puts him through. Which means she’s now sharing her small flat with the recovering pianist. Tav also refuses to let him take the sofa, it’d be completely unreasonable to put the tall man on that tiny piece of furniture when there’s a short woman who fits on it way better. 

That’s their first disagreement. 

Their second is whenever they want to listen to anything. Tav wants something fast and upbeat as she cooks, Rolan prefers an Amnian fantasia. In an attempt to compromise, they make a playlist on Songify together that’s just too chaotic for any of them to listen to. 

They haven’t kissed again, not that Tav doesn’t want to. She wants to kiss him so bad she’s acting stupid sometimes. But she’s not going to take advantage of him being in a vulnerable situation where he might feel like he owes it to her. 

No, she’s going to have to stop thinking with her pussy and chill the fuck out. 

It’s hard though, as he’s still on sick-leave he spends his days in her flat while Tav’s spending more time away from home, the band signed the deal and are working tirelessly at recording. She tries to convince herself it’s good to give Rolan space but whenever she gets home he asks her so many questions about her day it almost feels like an interrogation. 

It’s just until they’ve found a permanent solution, she tells herself. 

The thought of whatever that permanent solution could be keeps her up at night, weighing their options but always coming to the conclusion that Rolan won’t be safe to go back to Ramazith’s as long as Lorroakan is there. 

She’s not completely sure she could get away with murder. 

She could probably get away with blackmail. 

Her plotting is interrupted by a whine coming from her bed, Rolan’s usual soft snores are replaced with sounds of distress as he tosses and turns in bed. 

With soft steps in no more than her sleeping t-shirt and grandma panties she makes her way over to the bed and sits on the edge. What’s the proper procedure for someone having nightmares? Touching seems inappropriate but talking should be fine, she assumes. 

“Rolan, hey,” she speaks as softly as she can. “It’s alright, you’re safe. You’re in my flat, you know, the girl from the street and the store. I’m going to make sure you’re safe from that bastard.”

As she speaks, Rolan’s breathing slows down. Tav continues to babble on about her day, telling him about an interaction she had at work. She told him about it earlier when she got home but it was a lovely, little lady and it seems like the kind of story that can pull someone out from a nightmare. 

“I like hearing your voice.” 

“Thank you, well, as I said – oh.” Tav stares into burning, golden eyes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up. You were having a – ” 

“A nightmare, yes.” He sighs and rubs his eyes. 

“Are you alright?” Tav asks carefully. 

“I am now.” He chews the inside of his mouth before he speaks again. “Would you stay?” 

“I’m just across the room, I’m not going anywhere til ten.” 

“I mean in bed. With me.” His voice is so small and his eyes filled with unshed tears. 

Tav nods. 

Rolan pulls away his blanket to give her access, not sure what level of touching is appropriate she lets him take the lead as she lies down next to him. And he does, looping one arm around her waist to pull her close to his chest, his breath hot against her forehead. Their legs entangle so naturally Tav thinks they must be made for each other. 

“Is this okay?” he asks. 

“Yes,” she breathes out. 

Rolan hums in content and she swears she feels the shadow of a kiss against her forehead. 

~*~

Short, black hair tickles Rolan’s nose as he wakes up. A night of nightmares he doesn’t want to linger on turned into a comfortable dreamless sleep thanks to the woman currently pressed against his chest. She has turned around sometime during the night and his hand has made its way to rest lazily against her soft stomach. Their tails are intertwined in the way only lovers’ are supposed to. 

He wishes that was the case, but he can’t exploit her kindness more than he already has. 

He steals a quick glance at the alarm clock on the bedside table. 6:07. Almost two hours before Tav’s usual wake-up time. Fighting the tinge of guilt that flows through him, perhaps he’ll play pretend until then at least. He tightens his grip on Tav ever so slightly and nuzzles into her hair. She smells of leather, vanilla and something that must just be her. 

“What time is it?” she mumbles, voice hoarse from sleep. He curses himself for waking her up. 

“Early, go back to sleep,” he whispers. 

Tav turns around in his arms and he’s met with a sleepy smile and squinting eyes. 

“You okay?” 

“More than okay,” he says. “Are you?” 

“I have to pee,” she mumbles. 

He huffs in amusement, always so eloquent. He lets go of Tav and he mourns the loss of contact as she stands up. In her not-fully-awake state she bumps into a chair and releases a line of tired curses as she makes her way to the bathroom. Rolan shakes his head and lies on his back, staring into the ceiling. 

As the toilet flushes and he hears her wash her hands, he expects Tav to go back to the sofa to sleep the rest of the morning. But to his surprise, and delight, she heads back towards him. He gets a surge of confidence and extends his arms to invite her into an embrace. Without missing a beat she crawls onto the bed and ends up on top of him, her face pressed against his chest again and her legs on either side of his thighs. 

He thinks of Volo’s Guide to Classical Music in order to not have his attraction to her make itself known against her stomach. 

“The last time we were in a similar position it didn’t end well,” Tav muses. 

“Perhaps we should try another position then.” He feels her tense on top of him. 

Hells, what is it with this woman and his brain-to-mouth connection completely malfunctioning? 

“Apologies, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”  

“No, no, no,” she says and looks up at him, all her features full of remorse. “It was stupid of me to even talk about that night. I’m sorry.” 

“It was a very pleasant night until I overreacted.” 

“I stuck my nose in something I shouldn’t have.” 

“I’ll gladly have you stick your nose in all my business henceforth.” 

She gets something mischievous in her eyes. 

“So, in the spirit of sticking my nose in your business,” she muses. “What other position would you like to try then?” 

There goes exactly all of his blood from his head down to his cock and there’s no way she can’t feel it. The smug smirk on her lips <i>tells</i> him she can feel it. 

But two can play this game and the doctor had said he would be allowed some light physical activity by now. So, with some quick movements and a strong hold on her hips, he’s turned them around with Tav releasing a small, high-pitched sound of surprise as she lands on her back underneath him. 

“How about this one?” he asks, brushing his nose against her jawline. 

“A classic.” She giggles. 

“Hm.” He manoeuvres them again but to the side so Tav’s half upper body is hanging down the side of the bed. Now she’s laughing hysterically, her t-shirt falling victim to gravity revealing skin that he longs to dig his teeth in. 

“I preferred the last one,” she coughs out between bursts of laughter. 

“Hm, I think I did too.” 

Happy to oblige he pulls her up from the side of the bed and lands on top of her again. Giggles die down and eyes meet, just as he’s about to claim her lips with his, she speaks. 

“Wait, Rolan, you’re sure about this?” she asks, her voice so small, so sincere it almost hurts him. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to just because I’m helping you out. I’d do that either way.” 

“Tav, I’m sure,” he says. “But only if you are.” 

“One hundred percent certain.” 

And then finally he gets to kiss her, not clouded by alcohol like last time, just the two of them as the first rays of sunshine start to seep through the curtains. It’s not long until tongues intertwine with each other and hands search for places not yet explored. 

Whatever clothes they had worn to bed the evening before are quickly discarded in piles next to the bed. Sloppy kisses are placed down Tav’s neck to reach newly exposed skin. He tests the water a bit, leaving a love bite on her collarbone that elicits a moan from Tav’s kissing bruised lips. 

“Is that alright?” he asks, searching her face for any discomfort. 

“Do it again.” 

A growl rumbles from deep in his chest as he makes his way to her breasts, sucking on one pert nipple before placing his mouth around the whole areola and biting down. The moan that leaves Tav’s lips this time borders on a scream and he wants to do everything in his power to hear that again. So, he gives the other breast the same attention and lo and behold, she does it again. 

But there’s another part of Tav that is begging for his attention. 

Impatiently he moves down to between her thighs, enjoying the whimpers she makes as he nibbles lightly on the soft flesh of her thighs. He moves closer and closer to her glistening centre and lets his tongue run lazily across her slit. 

He explores, switching paces and pressure to see what makes her let out the most beautiful sounds and what makes the hand in his hair tighten its grip. Once he’s found the best rhythm, he plays her like a symphony until his name flows like a prayer from her lips. 

Tav’s thighs tighten around his head and her back arches as she releases a flood of liquid. He laps hungrily as she squirms with every touch of his tongue, riding out her orgasm. 

He rests his cheek against her stomach for a moment, letting her catch her breath as he idly runs her claws over his scalp. Were he to die this very moment, he’d die a happy man. 

A gentle tug on his horn turns his attention back to Tav’s face.

“I need you on your back,” she says. 

“I thought we were against that position.” 

“It’s not quite the position I have in mind.” She licks her lips. “Let me return the favour.” 

Positions are switched and Tav’s on top of him, administering light kisses down his neck. She switches between kissing, sucking and biting as she trails down his body, fickling playfully with her tongue at one of his nipples which is a sensation he’s not used to but, to his surprise, very much enjoys. 

And just like he did to her moments before, she moves down his body to reach his leaking cock. Just the sight of her down between his thighs makes him almost lose himself. She kisses up his shaft, every touch of her lips sends a spike of electricity through him. 

It takes everything in his power not to spill himself as she licks the head of his cock. She grabs his hand, guiding it to the back of her head. 

“You can set the pace, but if I tap on your thigh you have to let go. Sounds good?”

“Yes,” he pants out. 

The warmth of her mouth encloses around him, her tongue pushing against the underside of his cock. He feels the back of her throat as she takes as much of him as she can handle. At first, he lets her do her magic on her own. But he grows greedy, setting a pace that works has him bordering on the edge, sloppy sounds leave her mouth as she takes almost his whole length. She hasn’t tapped out but he’s still afraid he might be pushing her too far. 

But then she moans around him and he comes completely undone, thrusting his hips towards her and spilling his seed deep down her throat. An apology sits on the tip of his tongue as he looks down, she shoots him a smirk like a cat who got the cream licking her lips. 

She crawls up to lie down on his chest again, a feeling of warm content spreads from his heart throughout the rest of his body. 

He glances at the clock. 

7:04. 

Good. 

[yourhighness6]

I Just Listened to the First Episode of Braving the Elements and I Know I'm Late to the Party but I Have Very Incoherent, Babbling Thoughts About It

(now that I heard Janet and Dante talking I needed to draw young Zuko and Korra. I think they'd be friends. Like, they'd get into fights [with Sokka, too] about who's muscles are more impressive and dumb jock stuff like that. Their respective girlfriends would be so tired.)

Anyway, I think the UGGs ad was a great way to start this out. Really set the tone. I'm also vibing to the theme music cuz I literally haven't listened to it since I rewatched the finale a couple of weeks ago.

[I had no idea Dante Basco was in a dance group as a child I'm laughing for no reason now. I shouldn't judge though I was a drama kid too lol]

I feel like they're doing the whole "the LIGHTS, the CAMERA, the CINEMATOGRAPHY" thing while they're talking about the opening scene. you know what, i'm fine with it.

Basically them:

"Kataang."

"...And I digress,"

The animal crossing segment is cute Appa finally getting the appreciation he deserves

"thINgS HapPEn SoMEtiMeS" has the same energy as Zuko telling Suki "oh, sorry about that" when she reminded him he burned down her village

"I love GranGran" do you Zuko? DO you??

(jk they get along after the war when he apologizes properly)

Aww they brought up Greta Thomburg. I forgot how old this podcast is, but that was a really great message about how the young are the ones saving us and stuff. As a Zoomer [do people still say that?] I can say confidently most of us have no idea what we're doing but we're opinionated and we're here and we're ready to fight for the environment and social justice and shit

HE SWORE

HE SWORE TWICE

HE SWORE THREE TIMES IN LESS THAN TWO MINUTES

Idk about ya'll but I don't think Nick should be letting Mr. Basco represent them I mean that was like three whole "damn"s that is some inappropriate behavior right there

"they're people of privilege" This hit me so hard for no reason. Like it's really obvious, especially in Book 2, that despite all of the abuse Zuko went through he was still in that whole royalty mindset where he basically expects things to be handed to him for most of his arc.

I mean, yeah, that speaks for itself, and there are other instances too. I think Zuko's arc largely corrects a lot of his entitlement, which is a great thing to see throughout the series, but IROH. For some insane reason, maybe because he's very wise and seems content with the little things in life and is basically trying to oppose books 1 and 2 Zuko in every way possible, I never really thought of him as privileged but now it's so obvious that he is. IDK I think that was an interesting thing to point out. It almost makes me value Iroh more because he obviously had to go through a similar journey to Zuko's unlearning all of the arrogance that came with his position and came out of it on the other side as a kind, wise individual who cares deeply for other people and puts the fate of the world before his own. Still interesting to think about on my next rewatch of B1 though, I'll have to start looking out for those behaviors in Iroh.

ANYWAY

Dante Basco, trying so hard to be impartial: "Kataang!"

Janet Varney, one with Zutara nation, apparently: "Meh"

OMG THEY TALKED ABOUT THE SPYGLASS!! I know that scene with Zuko standing on the boat was supposed to be all suspenseful and scary and everything

But I just laugh

I can imagine Aang being like "Aww Zuzu thanks for noticing"

OMG I love Katara finally getting some recognition!! Like there's this meme about the world being saved by "nagging" or whatever and it kind of annoys me. Like, she's calling Sokka out on all of his sexist behavior and that's "nagging"??

Let's be honest it's because she gets kind of "emotional".

Whatever. She deserves to be emotional. Let's be honest the Avatar world was saved by Katara deciding she was done putting up with her brother being a misogynistic ass. [END RANT]

Okay, honestly, I liked it. It was funny, it was cute, I can see it being good, I'll keep listening to it... But, I felt like we were only getting surface level thoughts? There were a few moments where I was like "GODDAMMIT JUST SAY WHAT YOU THINK" which is kind of annoying on a podcast that's supposed to be reviewing the episodes. Like, really? That heavy pause after Dante mentioned Kataang? Janet hesitating to say what she thought when it came up again? C'mon guys, I know you don't want to start anything but the ship wars are not stopping no matter what any of us do at this point because there will always be people on both sides of the war that are toxic and like to start drama. They're not saying everything they want to about the ships and that's a fact. We know it. They know it. Bryke knows it. Also, Dante having not read the series bible was funny but it's only going to be a good joke for so long. Know your shit if you're doing a podcast on it.

I might just be complaining because I need to complain, it's only the first episode, after all, so I want to be clear that I really did like it. 10/10 would recommend, I just hope they maybe get more into the fandom stuff as we go along instead of just looking at the episode. Dig a little deeper, discuss controversial stuff, have a little fun with it, READ THE SERIES BIBLE.

(btw I might make more Korra and young Zuko fanart. It was fun, and now I have ideas for them meeting in some weird spirit world thing)

[carmenized-onions]

reading this chapter was truly an emotional journey for me - i wrote a page of notes while reading that are completely incoherent but i will recount here anyway

firstly, of course chip is a pun girly we have known this forever, but every time she makes a joke i laugh out loud like yes you are so funny

my next focus was him forgetting to turn his location off - i hear the black dog by taylor swift playing in the background. i need this girl and this boy to realise that neither of them hate eachother because this cat and mouse game is getting on my nerves (in the best way no offence to you author)

wondering why i wasn’t invited on the richie carmen road trip - mainly because i want to hear their conversations and secondly because it would be the perfect opportunity for a tag team

as soon as i read the bit about the chance that they would interact being low i thought ,,,, ooo this will be disproved by our favourite author extraordinaire and i was right!

random request but can we have a christmas / holiday themed chapter i just want to see all the presents chip gives out i love her

also enjoying the use of kitchen as a verb when talking about richie being bad at kitchen - it’s giving ken’s job being beach in the barbie movie

thankful that you gave us some sydney/chip moments and some richie/sydney/chip moments plus some marcus later as i don’t know if i could have handled this chapter without seeing my babies having a sliver of joy for at least a couple of lines

i could be completely off base with this but was the reference to cherries when chip talks about carmen doing her prep an intentional callback to her favourite ice cream flavour? i could be majorly reading into it but if im right you are a genius and if im not you are still a genius without even knowing it

the knife tattoo being the hand she focuses on is a metaphor a mother figure english teacher should explain to me, but i am too tired to fully comprehend the meaning of this right now

sorry but who puts their wedding cake in an uber, creds to marcus for saving the day my small boy

i can’t even explain the neil fak moment but it is so fucking classic for him to misread a situation SO SEVERELY, i wish this was an actual scene because i need to physically see the facial expressions

and then we get to uncle lee. i had to put my phone down when carmen said his name, genuinely i let out a singular clap. we have never seen chip like this and i don’t know if we ever will again. this interaction consolidated the chip being a sponsor theory for me as it is so clear that she cannot stand the way people talk about drugs and addiction - especially regarding mikey

a callback to the italians loving their unions, you love to see it

i wrote very minimal notes on the carmy chip interaction at the end of the scene as there is really nothing for me to comment on except for how beautifully you wrote it. it is so peaceful but so angry i don’t know how you manage to do this every time. such a great reveal (despite the theories) as it did feel like a suprise to me still!!!

amazing work once again, i am sorry if this is completely incoherent i dont know how else to say this hahha

I DID GET THIS ASK!! I just took ten years to get to it, THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE LOVE!! It's all coherent dw let's fuckin LOCK IN!!!

list format let's fucking go

I remember when I first read this (the pun thing) it really had me kicking my feet because it just sounds like-- Like when a girl will laugh at fucking anything someone she has a crush on says. everyone be honest do you have a crush on tony? I'm moving the keep reading down so everyone legally has to answer.

AND THE LIST RESETS BUT IF I SIMPLY JUST PRESS ENTER ITS LIKE IT NEVER HAPPENED

I'm not a huge taylor girl but I will put it on in the background as I write the rest of this answer lets fuckin goo. These two really needed the under the counter talk we were TIRED

LMAO So many people wanted to come to that road trip-- You all dodged a bullet. Also so did I. because i didn't want to have to figure out how it would've gone. that sounds like so much work and i just wanted to have cute wedding time. sometimes we do time skips because we just want to have cute wedding time and no one admits this

of course it'd be disproved!! and

SHHHHHH you babies always be making requests, I DONT PUT GUNS IN THE FIRST ACT FOR NOTHING YOU KNOW ME!! but SHHHH!!!

he SUCKS at kitchen! Sometimes I use terms as verbs because it seems like how kitchens do things and i want everyone to think i know what it's like to work in service and i'm NOT just googling it and asking my bartending/server/linecook friends how it is. that's definitely NOT what's happening

ive said it a million times, who really cares about this carmen guy in this carmen fic. it's all about literally everyone else.

100% it's a call back! I reference cherries honestly more than i could ever expect. it's the flavour of the series now.

The knife tattoo thing though that was just me and my thing with hands. i have a thing with hands. so canonically tony also has a thing with hands. she just thought he was hot. but also about referencing it twice i did think-- or i guess wrote it-- i just think it's interesting how Carmen put his hand on her mouth and then ran that same hand through his scalp. just think thats interesting. just. thats something huh? or this could mean nothing

YOU'D BE SURPRISED I'VE HEARD HORROR STORIES OF PEOPLE HAVING THEIR CAKES DELIVERED BY UBER THINKING IT'LL BE SAFER THAN GETTING IT THEMSELVES AND THEY EAT SHIT ON THE WAY OVER

I wish so deeply I was a writer or director on the bear and could film this man. MATTY!! MATTY ARE YOU OUT THERE!!? HIRE ME BABY PLEASE?!?!?! I WENT TO SCHOOL FOR IT AND EVERYTHING COME ON!

Putting the phone down I think I've heard is one of the highest honours one can achieve? I've been told. AND A CLAP!? Let's fucking go. I won. I won boys! I can't think of a moment in which we will ever see Chip get this particularly hyphy-- Not to say she won't get mad in the future, but this was a very specific type of mad. genuinely if this wedding wasn't a lovely wedding it would've been so over.

The Union Italians scene was so much longer in the original version in my brain-- But I condensed it upon writing because it didn't really add much. But it was essentially gonna be Tony tired and then while ordering they look at her and go "wait,,, have you taken a break?" :( "no" "WHAT??? KNOW YOUR FUCKING RIGHTS!!!!"

This makes me so happy that I nailed that feeling, I was worried honestly that it was too peaceful? But that peaceful sort of like tempered anger is exactly what I was trying to go for. Like we're trying to problem solve and it's all kind of funny but I am still so mad.

AND ONCE AGAIN I THANK YOU FOR YOUR THOUGHTS I EAT EM FOR BREAKFAST LUNCH AND DINNER LOVE YOU!! I hope you love the next chapter it's a fucking DOOZY that I honestly think is going to throw everyone for a fucking loop. I'm so excited to see immediate reactions as they come through.

[apopcornkernel]

poppy's watched cdramas

與君歌 stand by me/dream of chang'an

i... did not finish this drama 😭 i only watched this because my mom was watching it and we were stuck in quarantine together, so. it was fun i guess but ultimately mid

蒼蘭決 love between fairy and devil

loved it, the ending was a little too abrupt for me but it still ended well! lived for the villain romance, had so much fun booing changheng (sorry), had even more fun staring at dylan wang's cheekbones. also i love how ride or die the main couple is for each other, it's absolutely not one-sided in that regard which <3 yes. and also episodes 30(?) to 36 i cried nonstop it was so cathartic. episode 35 specifically....... aha

琉璃 love and redemption

STUPIDLY long and rather cringe at times im not even gonna lie but the main characters had me by the THROAT i could not stop watching. yu sifeng is so so so unfairly pretty with bangs and chu xuanji in god of war mode,,,, i lvoe her sm. i loved how the gender roles of a typical cdrama relationship was more or less flipped, with sifeng always being the damsel in distress (not even joking or exaggerating about this one) and xuanji being the badass hero. i feel like a lot of cdramas tend to say their female mc is the hero and stuff but then in execution its ALWAYS the male lead saving the mc from danger and its just,,, idk i'm a little tired of it so i like that chu xuanji exists <3 and fuck haochen

傳聞中的陳芊芊 the romance of tiger and rose

REALLY REALLY GOOD one of the most perfect dramas ive ever watched. cinematography really high quality, an mc that i never got annoyed at and is so lovable, a petty murder cat love interest who is unfairly handsome at every angle. i was smiling and giggling with every episode. it's the true definition of a happy pill. i only wish Those 2 Specific Scenes did not exist

星落凝成糖 the starry love

i did not finish this 😭 i onyl watched it because it was the only thing i had downloaded on my phone. i don't recommend it tbh, sorry, the concept was interesting but the execution didn't do it for me. it was also really obvious how low budget it was and the acting & writing didn't really make up for it enough so,,,

今夕何夕 twisted fate of love

THIS IS THE BEST CDRAMA IVE EVER WATCHED I KNOW IM BEING SUBJECTIVE BUT LET ME BE SUBJECTIVE THIS IS MY BLOG okay okay so general travels back eight years to stop a great war but unfortunately she lands smack dab into feng xi's residence, who is an ally of the Bad Guy and very morally grey politician who will not hesitate to kill people for his goals. she keeps trying to assassinate feng xi's ally (the Bad Guy) meanwhile feng xi is just trying to put a ring on it. they are SO so funny and you KNOW i love villain(ish) romance so i ADORED this cdrama even though it was objectively mid and even though the last episode was trash. I DONT CARE i will defend this one with my life JUST WATCH IT im very incoherent ik but in my defense it's kinda hard to explain just trust me

星漢燦爛 love like the galaxy

currently watching!! it has zhao lusi who i trust with any drama, and the cinematography is great! some of ling buyi's dialogue i dont like but im still on board the main ship,,, i think i wouldve liked lou yao but i keep remembering he's daole from twisted fate of love and it jars me so bad.... also i have this thing where i automatically boo the second/third leads so really lou yao had no chance im sorry 😔 i find it really funny how obviously down bad ling buyi is update: i dropped this drama :(( i got all the way to episode 20 something and then i just couldn't be bothered to continue, i was honestly bored :((((

雲之羽 my journey to you

my sister rec'd this drama to me and oh man i tried. i was so ready to be hooked. but i just couldn't. like, it had gorgeous cinematography and beautiful costuming and i was happily surprised to realize the leads were clj's changheng and xiaolanhua, but omfg gong ziyu (changheng) pisses me off so bad he's like omg guys im an underdog they all hate me im struggling so bad i'm being oppressed etc etc AND THEN HE'S BEING OPPRESSED FOR BEING A RICH BABAERO NA PALAGING NAGBABAR LIKE BE SO FOR REALLL also shangguan qian and gong yuanzhi's scenes are infinitely more interesting than anyone else's, their one battle of wits already had me more interested than the entirety of the previous 5 episodes... and then when it switches back to include shangjue or gong ziyu or yun weishan i immediately feel all my energy get sapped. like they're so boring it hurts fgksjhg and the way yun weishan and gong ziyu speak don't help at all it's like 有時候……我也……睡不着…… DO NOT WASTE MY TIME LIKE THIS AND ALSO PLEASE SPEAK NORMALLY so yeah i got fed up by episode 6 and dropped it despite my sister's urging

天盛長歌 the rise of phoenixes

started watching this right after i dropped my journey to you BECAUSE FUCK YOU i swear that cdrama made me see cdramas as a chore again. anyways im loving it. ning yi looked so miserable in the first episode which is a great portend for things to come, and feng zhiwei is great i love her already and the cinematography is not bad as well, i'm just worried i'll get lost on the machinations and everything but i'm still having fun so far anyways hehe update from episode 19 or something!! i'm really enjoying it this is so good!!!! a little slower paced so if that's not your thing be warned but i am really liking it hehe

[rosetheex-editor]

[Video transcript start.]

[The transcript begins from someone's shirt pocket, two sets of footsteps heard walking up to a door. The door is swung open but the name “Ruby” and a handprint drawn in blood can still be seen.]

?: God… Am I really ready to do this?

[Voice identified: Rose Elizabeth Henderson.]

[The woman walks close to the door but stops, seemingly freezing in place.]

?: Is something wrong?

[Voice identified: Edgar.]

R: I uh… Didn’t think it would be this hard to walk in here… Haven't been in this room since june.

E: Do you want me to go first?

R: Can we walk in at the same time?

E: Oh, yeah, of course.

[The two people walk into the room at the same time, a dark blood soaked room. The walls and desks are covered in incoherent writing that can barely be seen.]

R: Hm… Ok… Forgot how creepy this fucking room was.

E: Yeah… I guess I never really looked around when I fought Emi here.

[Rose chuckles, walking over to one of the walls. A light from the phone makes it possible to read the words “MY FAULT.” and “REMEMBER.” written in blood.]

R: Huh… Forgot about that too.

E: Jeez… how old is all of this?

R: This section was probably written like a month or two before I got out… I think?

E: Fuckin’ hell, should we… go somewhere where there’s less or…?

R: It's fine… It's uh, kinda topical on why I asked to come here to talk with you.

E: Oh, well… should we sit down, then?

[Rose turns around to face Edgar, who is smiling softly at her, his eyes look tired, but he manages to play it off well enough. His hand goes up to brush a bit of hair out of his face, accidentally touching the bandages on a spot on his forehead, he flinches slightly, but doesn’t look away.]

R: You can, I think I'm going to stand.

[Edgar nods, and sits down on the floor, crossing his legs.]

R: Sorry for doing this all forty-eight hours after you got unmasked, but [Between awkward laughing.] I think if I waited any longer to talk about it I might go insane.

E: I don’t mind, I needed something to help take my mind off of it.

R: First, the only thing I was waiting to tell you. I fought Nicholas like a bit before he died. He broke my rib, I kicked his balls in and attacked him with your crowbar until…

E: Until…?

R: He switched it on me and almost crushed my windpipe in…

E: Jesus– That sounds… fucking terrifying.

R: Yeah um… Now you might be asking yourself ‘Wait, how did you stop him? Did someone help you?’ Yes… But you might not like who.

E: … [Slowly.] Eden…?

R: No Cassius.

E: Oh. [Long pause.] Why?

R: Well… Uh I have two… Technically three theories, might be right or wrong. A. He hates Nicholas for killing him and trying to take over PR, more than he hates me. B. He realized that if Nicholas killed me Ness would have um… Broken into the mall which Ophelia really doesn't want to happen. Or C. Both.

E: Huh… I… hm. I don’t know him, so I couldn’t tell you.

R: Me neither, I got my PR not being heartless info from Mari Ness and Will.

E: Same here, honestly.

R: Oh, and um… Alexander is kinda the MVP of being nice to us here in the mall, he literally sacrificed himself for Mari when Ruby attacked them, and played Mario Party with Sparrow and Peony after… Y'know.

E: Ah.

R: ANYWAY! Getting off topic. Why I brought you here.

E: Right, right, yeah.

R: I… I think I'm finally ready…

[Edgar tilts his head to the side, raising one eyebrow.]

R: I'm ready to try and move on… Not let Showfall have any guilt or past traumas to hold over my head anymore.

E: Oh. That’s… that’s a very big step forward, Rose. I’m proud of you.

R: Yeah… I brought you here, to tell you the whole truth of what happened with both Ruby and… Emi… And also to make a promise or two.

E: Sounds like a plan. Thank you for trusting me enough to do this, Rose.

R: Well… You're my dad… You deserve to know.

[Edgar nods.]

R: Guess I'll start with the easy one… Because Emi is obviously still alive.

E: Alright, tell me whenever you’re ready. I’m not going anywhere.

R: Ok… Um January 4th 2006, I was trying to escape with Ruby… She had a knife, I had an old computer. We had gotten split up. I ended up… In a very dark part of the mall when an employee. Emi. Ran up to me in the dark trying to attack me… I hit her 13 times with the computer… I had blood on the heels of my shoes for months… I didn't even know…

[Rose begins silently crying. The camera still facing Edgar.]

[Edgar reaches a hand out and pats Rose on the shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.]

R: Thanks I um… God…

E: You’re fine, you didn’t know. You did what you had to.

R: Hm… I god… Why am I trying to drag this out…

E: It’s a tough subject. I do the same thing sometimes.

R: I have to talk about it eventually…

E: But that doesn’t make it any easier. Take all the time you need, Rose.

R: Here I have the perfect idea to try and make this a bit easier…

E: Hm?

[Rose throws a semi large bag into frame, clearly having taken it off her back. After a deep breath she reaches down and pulls a box out of the bag.]

E: What’s that?

R: The gift Ruby left in the vent hideout, still haven't opened it.

E: Oh, alright. You’re… going to open it here?

R: No time like the present right?

E: Haha, present. [Slight pause.] Yeah, sorry.

R: Ok… Here we go.

[Rose holds the present for roughly 5 seconds before sighing.]

R: Wait… Fuck.

E: Do you want some help?

R: Yes please, I kinda uh… Forgot.

[Edgar reaches forward to help Rose open the present.]

[Rose's whole torso moves to look inside the box, inside is a red sweater with Rose's on it, a VHS tape, a photo and on the bottom a red blanket.]

R: Oh…

E: That’s… huh. That’s very sweet.

R: It's uh… I think I recognize the blanket actually…

E: Oh?

R: Yeah it's um… The one I had when I was little…

E: Aw.

R: The sweater is um… Hm… It's too big.

E: Maybe we could… hm. Well, I’m not the best at sewing, at least with actual clothing, so…

R: Ruby told me… Give stuff to people in need so…

[Rose grabs the sweater and slowly hands it to Edgar.]

R: You need a sweater… And a change of clothes. Dried blood can't be good for your skin

E: I– are you sure? That’s a gift from your sister, I wouldn’t want to take that away from you.

R: It means more to me if I get to use it to help you… Ruby would've wanted me to help people in need.

E: [A long pause.] Alright. Thank you, Rose. Genuinely.

R: No problem, now um… Ok fuck… I can't ignore the elephant in the room.

E: Yeah, you ready to keep talking?

R: I think so… Ready to hear the whole story of mine and Ruby's fight?

E: Mhm.

R: [A long pause.] So a few months before I escaped… Ruby had um came back to the hideout covered in wounds from a fight, she was telling me everything was fine… It clearly wasn't… She had um… I only found out towards the end that… She overheard Mai talking about Sparrow, and how she ‘Didn’t know Ruby had a kid.’

E: Hm.

R: Yeah, she shoved me out of the way telling me not to worry about it… She told me some things are better left hidden, she got more mad and brought up our mom's affair… I stabbed her in the leg…

[Edgar’s eyebrows crease inward, then they raise slightly. He seems to have connected a few things.]

R: She walked off and I followed… Screaming at her, she told me… About Sparrow… Well at least that she ‘Had a kid.’... I pushed her for keeping shit from me…

[Edgar nods, encouraging Rose to keep going.]

R: [Between crying.] Three employees came running, Ruby pushed me behind a column and was dragged away… I watched as they took her from me, I did nothing… I watched as she begged for her life…

E: Rose, come here.

[Edgar holds his arms out, and the two hug.]

R: [Sobbing.] I watched her plead for her fucking life and did nothing… I… I…

E: I know, I know. Let it all out, Rose. I’m here.

[Rose continues sobbing, the camera obscured by Edgar's shirt.]

R: [Still sobbing.] I don't want to lose anyone… Ever ever again… Not here…

E: You won’t. I’ll make sure of it, you won’t lose anyone else.

R: That reminds me… The promises…

E: Hm?

R: First… I'm never letting you go anywhere by yourself again… I can't lo- Let anyone lose you again… And don't want to lose you again…

E: Woah– that’s… that may be a little extreme, yeah?

R: Edgar. I have lost you. SEVEN fucking times now, never again.

E: That’s… fair. But I don’t want you getting hurt somehow because of this.

R: I have three bullets in my fucking gun, realistically I only need two to get everyone out. Also, I roundhouse kicked the head of PR in the fucking head once.

E: It’s not fighting that I’m worried about, we’re both actually kinda good at that, it’s… running. I don’t know if you can keep up if we need to sprint.

R: Edgar. I'm fast. As fuck. We've been over this.

E: Speed and endurance, Rose. I can run for… well, hours if need be. I don’t know how well you can do with that.

R: I ran from this room to the window I escaped from in record time, and besides I have… Decent endurance, not great but good enough.

E: If we’re talking about speed with escaping, I carried you from Mai’s office all the way outside.

R: I… Probably could have ran. Also, didn't she literally say there was a window open?

E: Er… yeah. I just… didn’t want to leave without causing some damage.

R: Anyway… Second promise. I promise you, either both of us are getting out or neither of us are.

E: That’s… again, yeah, that’s a little fair. But… Hm.

R: I'm not leaving any more family behind.

E: … Alright.

R: Y'know even if you don't think you deserve escape, Which I can tell dude… Experience… You do deserve that.

E: How the fuck–

R: Edgar, I tried 37 fucking times before I got out… I have felt like I didn't deserve to escape more times than I can count.

E: Yeah, you’re… you’re right.

R: If you ever doubt that fact, remember something A… Woman much wiser than me said… Have to switch it a little bit though…

[Rose coughs.]

R: Despite everything… You're still my dad Edgar, NOTHING will ever change that.

E: I… Thank you.

R: Of course, ugh… Feels nice… Finally talking to someone about everything…

E: Yeah, it feels great to talk about shit like that, but it’s really easy to forget that. I would know a lot about that last bit.

R: Hm yeah… When we get back you should uh, probably talk to Mari about taking a break from planning for a day. They literally have not slept since you got back.

E: I’ll talk to them.

R: Yeah um… Also, S- [Long pause.] Sparrow needs to talk with you.

E: Thanks for letting me know.

R: Yeah, um… Do you just want to talk about stuff? I uh, have a game I really liked when I was a kid.

E: Hm… maybe, yeah. I don’t know. What’s the game you liked?

R: Super mario RPG for the super nintendo.

E: Huh, I’ve never heard of that.

R: IT'S REALLY FUN! LIKE REALLY REALLY FUN!

E: Oh? I’d love to play it sometime, then! Maybe we could do a playthrough together!

R: They made a remake on the console thingy Ness bought me… But I didn't get to play it before y'know…

[Rose's hand pops into frame to sarcastically point at the mall.]

R: THIS.

E: Haha, yeah… when we get out, we can play it together.

R: It'll be fun, maybe I can play half-life. I actually think Mari said something about buying it on my computer I think…

E: Wait, really?

R: Yeah! Something about it being free?

E: That’s awesome! I didn’t know that was a thing at all!

R: You can play it if you want? In all honesty you might have more luck getting my computer away from Sparrow then I do.

E: That would be great, actually.

R: Cool, I'll ask Peony about it when we get bac- ACTUALLY… That’s something I wanted to ask you about, do you trust Peony? I mean… I do, but after everything that happened?

E: I… trust them if Sparrow does.

R: Fair… I just… I'm glad the kid is happy.

E: Same here.

R: I… Hm nevermind…

[Rose sighs seemingly upset.]

E: What’s up?

R: Cassidy tried fighting against the mask on the island…

E: Oh.

R: I just… I want to help her… I know I can't but I want to.

E: We’ll figure something out.

R: I… Sparrow told Delilah, they didn't want to lose you like they lost Cassidy…

E: … Ah… Um.

R: Yeah… I just… I know what it's like to leave a sibling behind… I don't want Sparrow to go through that even if they aren't siblings by blood.

E: Mhm…

R: On a happier note, Ness bought you something for when you get out, she bought it around the time Will found you in the tunnels I think…

E: Really? What?

R: Got you new head rests for the car, and also a bunch of doctor pepper.

E: Aw, that’s nice of her.

R: Yeah… Hm…

E: I… huh.

R: What’s up?

E: Is it really that simple? Just… ask someone to talk and then… do that?

R: I mean, yeah… Sometimes. Why do you ask?

E: I guess I just never realized that.

R: Took me a while to figure it out… I uh, did you wanna talk?

E: … maybe later.

R: Ok… Hm… Ugh.

[Rose can be heard headbutting the metal desk, seemingly out of annoyance.]

E: Hey, let’s not do that, alright? You’re going to hurt yourself.

R: She's under that mask dad… Cassidy is still there, and there is nothing any of us can do… Makes me feel useless…

E: [A sigh.] I get that. We’ll figure it out. I promise we’ll help her.

R: I… We have to figure something out… please…

E: We will.

R: Ok… I uh… Sorry… For getting you caught up in the middle of my stuff with Emi…

E: Don’t apologize, Rose. It’s fine. I’d rather be caught up in this than not be, because this way, I can help you.

R: [Muffled.] You're the best dad an idiot like me could've asked for.

E: Hey, you’re not an idiot. Don’t say that about yourself. You’re smarter than a lot of people I’ve met. Negative self talk is not going to fly anymore.

R: I got my arm ripped off thinking my sister was still alive… A smart person wouldn't do that.

E: Yes, but a grieving person would. You weren’t in a good state of mind. You’re okay, Rose. You’re not dumb, you’re not a screw-up. You’re my fucking daughter, and I wouldn’t want anyone else but you to have that spot.

R: I…

[Rose can be heard beginning to cry once again, the tears seemingly not going to stop for a while.]

R: [Crying, this lasts for the rest of the transcript.] Thank you… Thank you dad…

E: It’s no problem, if you ever need that reminder again, I’ll be right here.

R: Yeah I uh… Fucking hell…

E: Hold on. [A pause.] Oh, you’re kidding.

R: W- What?

E: Transcript light.

R: GOD DAMNIT, END TRANSCRIPT.

[Transcript ended.]

[zoyalannister]

hi! I agree with your post I hate when people make Kit look like he knows nothing of sex. I dont see him aroace as many of the fandom, but one thing is to be aro and another to be completely oblivious.

I also think many consider him aro because that way for them he cant be with Grace, but this is a whole other rant.

Lucie is by far more naive and there are never jokes with this, probably prompted by CC decission of making her horny with Jesse in chot destroying their tender naive relationship and making it a decaf version of Jordelia. I found it weird she went from knowing nothing of sex, to joke about it with Jesse or him having boners and her noticing and knowing what was the cause, this all happnes in what? a week? So little, so incoherent

But yet no one jokes on Lucie being clueless, or anyone else really, only Christopher, and coincidently are people who also picture him as aro and/or autistic... is it a headcanon or just ableism? I know autistic people who know what sex is, so thats no excuse.

Sorry for the long rant, I'm very tired of seeing Christopher get even more mistreated than in canon

Hi! I totally agree on everything except about the "tender and naive" relationship Jesse and Lucie have in the first 2 books, for me they always had so many red flags and they were creepy even before they became Jordelia 2.0.

I don't see Kit as aroace (except as demisexual, because in my mind he would need a platonic interest before getting involved sexually), but come on, aroace people know what sex is, they’re just not attracted to it. As you said, one thing is being aroace, another is being totally oblivious, and if some people see Christopher as the former, I can't accept when people portray him as the latter.

Lucie had this 180° turn because CC wants to force the readers to like JesseLucie, so now they're super horny and Lucie in 12 hours discovered sex, boners and her own body's reaction. And people had the courage to say that who doesn’t like ChoT does so just because it doesn’t align with their headcanon.

But even before ChoT came out, when still canonically Lucie didn’t know anything about sex, no one ever wrote headcanons like:

Alastair: I'm on top this time

Thomas: Come on, I know you like when I'm on top

Lucie: Guys why do you live on two different floors of your house?

(References to an actual headcanon where Christopher was actually the clueless one may or may not be accidental).

This is just stupid because she is canonically oblivious at this point of the story, and she should have been "mocked" by the fandom for it in the same way they do to Christopher.

And here comes your last point. Kit is canonically neurodivergent, but this fandom needs to be reminded that neurodivergent doesn’t equal stupid or ignorant.

One person reblogged the post saying that the fandom acts like this towards Christopher for ableism, and I personally agree. Lucie isn’t neurodivergent, but in the eyes of the fandom she catches sex jokes even when canonically she doesn’t know about it. Christopher is neurodivergent, and even if it doesn’t make sense in canon that a scientist who also dwells in biology doesn’t know about sex, in the headcanons he's always the one who doesn’t catch sex jokes and Anna must stop Matt or Alastair from telling him.

It's very hard not to think that ableism is the reason.

Don't worry about the long rant, my answer is even longer ahah

And I agree: Christopher was already done so much dirty in canon, at least in fandom spaces let's treat him with dignity.