#and all of the OTHER unforgivable things you're totally ok with?!

[heatherfield]

Oh gosh, yeah, the whole situation is tricky! Especially with the messy fictonal world and rules of OUAT.

But it would all be very tense. 😢

The marital situation between Marcus, Rapunzel and Cecelia is so funny because it's not addressed AT ALL. Like what the legality of either marriage is. There are laws, irl, for this situation. For win your spouse is presumed dead and you remarry. Like the spouse has to have been gone for a minimum of four years (or as little as two in some cases) before the remaining spouse can declare a presumptive death. And they'd have had to have put in a massive amount of effort into finding the lost spouse and have a well grounded belief that the spouse is dead.

But those laws may apply differently to a fairytale world. Like there might not be a minimum of years to wait before Rapunzel can be declared as dead. And the resources to find her are far more limited than in the real world. All Marcus found was a tattered cloak and no trace of Rapunzel anywhere. Marcus could've just annulled the marriage at any point after not being able to find Rapunzel.

And there's laws for if the "dead" spouse returns. If the previous marriage has been annulled then the new marriage remains legal and valid.

From what little is shown on screen, we can deduce that Marcus and Cecelia continue to live as husband and wife. While Rapunzel lives either in the manor or on the grounds. So for the time being Marcus and Rapunzel are seperated. While Marcus and Cecelia remain married. Then Rapunzel goes and poisons Cecelia's heart which forces the later to run away. And Marcus searches for Cecelia for an entire year. What happens when he returns? Does he annul his marriage to Cecelia so that he can remarry Rapunzel? Probably.

Idk where this is going. There's just a lot going on for a situation that we barely got to see. XD

[pandora-writes-one-piece]

The Meet-Cute, Chapter 5 - Sanji

Source for the pic

Word Count: 3667

Warnings: Fem!Reader, Minor swearing. This is is going to be a series featuring Ace, Sanji, Law, Zoro and Kid.

Special Warning: English is not my first language!

Summary: You had your life in Grand Line City all figured out. A wonderful job, a fiancé and a shared apartment. Until you found out he was cheating. Your father, Shanks, had a horse riding accident and you decided that this was just the right time to return home. You were expecting a peaceful, uneventful life back in the Calm Belt, but, fate had other plans.

|Chapter 4 - Law|

Sanji:

Your father avoided the subject of surgery for the rest of the day, and you decided to give him some time before approaching it again. You had shared your thoughts with him at the clinic, and you were certain he was reflecting on your words. If he was still too stubborn by the end of the week, you were prepared to use your ‘daddy’s girl’ privileges and maybe even shed some tears to guilt him into agreeing to the surgery.

In the meantime, both of you arrived home almost at dinner time and despite being totally exhausted, you told your father to eat the pasta you had cooked for lunch - and stored in the fridge - and for him to go straight to bed afterwards - he was still groggy from the pills - while you would feed the farm animals before closing up. 

You had helped him yesterday with those chores, so you know where everything is and, even though he offers to call Ace to help you, you refuse. First because you want to show your father - and yourself - that you are capable of doing this on your own, and second because you are still mortified about his vibrator comment from before. 

By the time you finish and finally close everything up, you are ready to drop into bed and sleep as if you’re in a coma. Except you can’t do that. Because you can almost hear Dr. Law’s voice in your ear telling you to eat something.

So you do. After blushing hard and slapping your face two times with both hands because imagining Dr. Law's voice in your ear purring ‘good girl’ managed, yet again, to do some unholy things to your body. 

After you calm down, you heat up a plate of pasta and force it down with a full glass of water. 

As your head hits the pillow, you realise you should’ve showered because you kind of smell, but you can’t find any strength to get up, so you don't. Even if you smell like horse. 

You'll just change the sheets tomorrow. 

-*- 

The unforgiving crow of the rooster comes, without fail, at six in the morning and you groan into your pillow. Maybe you should buy some earplugs to help you in the mornings. 

Yet you hear your father rustling and grunting while his bed creaks and you're up in a moment's notice, eyes wide and already rushing towards the door. 

“Dad?” You call from your room, not wanting to barge in on his privacy. Who knows how he sleeps? Your ex liked to sleep naked and there were plenty of times the two of you took advantage of that fact. Shaking your head to rid yourself of those painful and angry memories, you call again. “Dad, are you alright? If you don't answer me, I will barge into your room!”

His bed creaks again as he makes another low grunt. “I'm up, bug. I'm alright. As soon as I take my pills, I'll be ready to face the day!”

You sigh in relief. “OK, daddy. I'm going to take a quick bath and then I'll make you breakfast, okay?”

“Yeah you better bathe.” His head peeks from the door of his room and he wrinkles his nose. “I can smell you from here.” He chuckles at the look of murder you give him and, as you can see he is well, you chuckle back, and go back inside the room to collect your essentials. 

After you’ve bathed, you go down to find your dad already busy making breakfast. You give him a good scolding but it’s all in good spirits because the pancakes smell delicious and you are actually hungry today.

Shanks remains by your side until you clean the plate and he nods in satisfaction as you wash the dishes. You know he wants to make sure you eat, just in case you faint again! 

“Do you need my help with the chores?”

“No, bug. Ace is coming over to help me today. You mentioned you were going to meet with your friends so I asked if he could come by.” You swallow a lump in your throat as you feel your cheeks heat up. Are you ready to face Ace again after that whole fiasco?

“So is it okay if I go to town now? I wanted to see if I could find a part-time job and start pitching in with expenses before I meet the girls.” 

Shanks cleans his hand with a cloth and raises his brow your way. “Why would you need to do that?”

“Because I want to help dad. Besides, maybe you should think about hiring a permanent helper for the property. To ease some of your load.”

He huffs angrily. “I don't need a helper! I can still work!”

You close the tap with more force than necessary and place your hands on your hips, facing him. “Really? The two times per week you are able to walk? Or the other times when you're at the clinic?”

Shanks grunts and turns his back on you, grabbing his straw hat. “We'll talk later! Be careful in town.”

Gritting your teeth you follow him with your eyes. “Don't think you can get off so easily! We will talk about the surgery!”

Your father slams the door as you curse. That man is unbelievably stubborn! 

-*-

After you finish cleaning up the kitchen, you go to your room and choose a pretty sundress to wear with your white sneakers. It's a very hot day outside and you don't want to feel stuffy in jeans. 

Your dad is using the pickup so you take the keys to the beaten-up 90’s red Ford Mustang that your father bought for you at a yard sale but you never got to use. It's a stick shift again! But now you hope you're more used to it, after the crash course you had yesterday. 

Shanks uses the car once in a while so it's in good condition, has gas and it's clean. It's good to go! After you adjust the seat and settings, of course. 

You pass by your dad and Ace on the way out of the property and you stop to remind Shanks where you're going. Also because Ace is shirtless and sweaty again and you don't mind the mental picture to help you sleep better. 

“I'm leaving daddy! I'll be back after lunch. Call if you need anything, will you?”

“I will, baby, if you give me your number.” Ace lets out a cheeky laugh before Shanks swats his head with his open palm. 

“Stop flirting with my daughter.” He growls and then smiles sweetly at you. “Okay, bug. Be careful! Oh, sometimes the car doesn't want to start. You need to give it a while, talk to it softly and then try again.”

You look at him with an unreadable expression and he continues to smile waiting for your confirmation so you just nod weirdly, not knowing what he meant by talking softly to it. It's a freaking car. 

“Okay, see you later dad! Ace.”

“Bye, princess! Don't buy batteries okay?”

You snort and show him the finger behind your dad's back. “It's electrical, dumbass.”

You leave the property with his sweet guffaws still ringing in your ears. 

-*-

You go by the post office first because you know they place job advertisements there but your search comes out fruitless. There are advertisements for working at the local supermarket or as a farmhand. None of them are part-time, which you need because you want to keep helping your father, and you’d rather not go for the supermarket job just yet. 

You don’t want to be that person, but you do have skills that you know will be wasted as a cashier. You keep that job in mind, though, if you don’t find anything else. 

You do some window shopping and stroll around town, remembering all the shenanigans you used to pull when you were younger and smiling and chit chatting with the people who recognized you.

When it’s almost lunchtime, you get in touch with the girls and they give you the location to meet them, since they both work nearby the café - which also serves lunches - and will go there as soon as it’s lunch time.

It’s a quaint little café on a corner where a video rental store used to be. It has some metal tables outside with big parasols to create shade and protection, beautiful tablecloths, and a vase with fresh flowers on them. 

You smile as you read the name of the café - The All Blue - and push the door open to access the cool inside. 

It’s just as quaint and beautiful inside and you keep smiling at the simplicity and the familiar, homely feeling it transmits. Some tables already have patrons but, before you can find a table, a blonde man, tall and lean - but still muscular, you can tell - saunters to you with a big smile and a menu in his hand. 

“Good morning, madame, table for one?” You smile at him. He’s very handsome, maybe he’s the cook your friends want you to meet? Yet you can’t help but shake the feeling that he is familiar, somehow. 

“No, for three, actually. I’m meeting my friends. I’m not sure if they made a reservation. If so, it will be under Nami or Robin.”

His eye - just one because you can’t see the other one - lights up as his smile widens. “Sweet Nami and Robin? They didn't make a reservation, but I always keep a table for them at lunchtime. Follow me, please. Is it too bold to ask for your name? I’m their good friend as well, I’m Sanji.”

God, even the name is familiar… you stutter your name but your smile vanishes from your face. Once he shows you the table, you’re scrutinising his face intently, your heart beating faster and faster against your chest.

The signs are there. The name, the swirly eyebrow…

No, it can’t be. How can this happen? How could you find someone related to your fiancé, the man you wanted to escape from, in your hometown?

His smile vanishes once he realises the worried look upon your face. “Are you alright?” He says your name with worry and you shake your head rapidly.

“I’m sorry, you’re just… so familiar…”

He cocks his head to the side, the small grin returning to his features. “Really? Maybe we’ve met in another life and are destined to meet again?” Holding the chair for you to sit, he makes a flourish gesture that you realise is rehearsed and he must use it on every girl that crosses through that door. 

Being a fuckboy must be in the genes.

“Are you a Vinsmoke?” The question leaves your lips without your permission. You didn’t mean to be so blunt, but you also didn’t mean to be reminded of your ex when you stepped into this café. 

He freezes instantly, his mouth slightly agape and his eyes wide. 

“How do you… how… why do you ask?” He tries to smile again but only a pained grimace takes place on his mouth. 

“I used to work for Judge Vinsmoke at Germa 66 Enterprises, in Grand Line City.” You leave out the part that you were engaged to his eldest son.

Sanji pales and you see his knuckles turn white from gripping the back of the chair. “No. I’m not.”

You’re about to protest with a lot of follow-up questions, because he’s clearly lying, but you hear a shrill sound, and soon you are enveloped by two pairs of arms in a crushing hug.

“Girls!” You greet as your friends squish you between them and exclaim your name with glee.

“Oh, we’ve missed you so much! Talking over the phone is not the same thing!” Nami says as she releases you from the strong vice they both locked you in. “I see you’ve met Sanji!”

Sanji’s easy smile is plastered back on his lips, but you can still perceive some small stress lines on his forehead and eyes. 

“Yes, Nami, I’ve had the wonderful pleasure of meeting her just now.” He sets the menu on the table as his smile strains again. “I’ll send Cosette to get your order in a while.” He turns to you and his eyes scrunch. “Nice to meet you.”

As the three of you sit at the table, Nami looks at you quizzically. “What happened? Sanji is usually all smiles and he loves a pretty lady, so what did you do to him?”

Robin chuckles at Nami’s statement and you shrug. “He just seemed familiar. I asked him if he was related to someone I knew and he reacted this way.” You’re certain he’s hiding something, but you do not press the subject with the girls. Maybe he has some sort of secret he doesn’t want to share? It might not be your place to pry. “Anyway, tell me how life is treating you, girls?”

Robin crosses her arms and Nami does the same while looking at you. “First let’s talk about why you’re here. I’m all in for bad-mouthing that stupid prick that broke your heart!”

Your smile travels easily to your face, this time. They know what happened because, even though you haven’t physically met them in about five years, since they visited you, you talk every week and consider them, still, your best friends. 

So lunch passes quickly while you three catch up and make plans to meet again. You tell them about looking for a job and they promise to ask around and help. Sanji doesn’t go by your table anymore but you keep catching him stealing glances your way. Especially when the food arrives.

And the food is so delicious you’re practically moaning into your fork. Robin and Nami agree that Sanji cooks the best food they’ve ever tasted and that’s why they eat lunch there every day. When the meal comes to an end, Sanji finally approaches your table. The strained smile is no longer in place and he resembles the happy blonde man who greeted you at the door. 

“How was lunch, ladies?”

“Wonderful!” You exclaim as the girls sing him more praises. “It’s amazing food, Chef Sanji.” You smile back at him, trying to wordlessly apologise for having been inconvenient. 

“It’s on the house.” 

“No, no.” You start, but Nami gets up  with a wide smile.

“Thank you, Sanji!” Robin chuckles as she also gets up.

“Yes, thank you, Sanji! We have to get back to work.” She says your name and stares back at you. “Have fun, we’ll talk later.” And the raven-haired girl drags Nami away by the arm, sensing that you and Sanji could use a moment alone. 

You wave them goodbye and, looking around you realise the café is emptying since the lunch rush is over. 

“Sanji… can I borrow a moment of your time?” He nods and gathers the dessert plates from the table.

“Let me just clean the table. Do you want coffee?” The strained smile is back as he knows you’ll want to speak more about the Vinsmoke and Germa 66 business. As you nod and sit back down, he swiftly gathers the dirty dishes and leaves.

When he returns, he’s bringing two cups of coffee and sets them down as he sits across from you. 

“I’m sorry if I was too abrupt earlier.” You start. “It’s just… well I’m not on the best terms with the Vinsmokes at the moment and… well I was not expecting to find someone who reminded me so much of them in my hometown.” Your sigh turns into a weary chuckle. 

“It’s okay.” He looks down. “I actually lied and I’m sorry too.” You knew he was lying. “I’m a Vinsmoke, yes. A… distant relation.”

You nod softly, he must be telling the truth since you never saw him at family meetings. “I didn't tell you the whole truth, either…” You inhale deeply through your nose as a soft blush creeps onto your cheeks. Why is it so hard to admit you were cheated on?

Is it because it seems as if you’re not worth it? That there’s something wrong with you?

“I was engaged to the eldest son.” You whisper.

“Ichiji?” He sounds alarmed as his eyes bore into yours and you nod. Grunting he regains some of his composure. “Was? You’re not anymore?”

Shaking your head you take a sip of the coffee. How is it that he can make even black, plain coffee taste wonderful? “He cheated.”

“Figures.” He huffs and sips his own coffee. “I’m sorry.”

Your shoulders raise in a resigned shrug, and you smile softly. Silence settles for a moment around you as the last customer leaves and Sanji waves goodbye to the familiar face. “How is it that a wonderful chef like yourself ends up in this washed-up town in the middle of the Calm Belt? You could work at the hottest spots in Grand Line City!”

You smirk as you try to lighten up the conversation. Nami and Robin told you that Sanji had moved into town about four years ago and had quickly befriended everyone, since he was so lovable. You managed to pry out of them that he loved to flirt with girls and, since he was so handsome, you were sure that half of them ended up in his house, but neither of the girls shared that information with you. 

“Ah, you see,” he smirks back at you. “Here I was on my way to become the world’s greatest chef, already having lined up competitions with the biggest names in the industry, the path of fame awaited me!”

You chuckle softly at his dramatics as he stops and looks at you with dreamy eyes. “And then I got distracted by the most beautiful woman in the world who walked right into my café.”

A faint blush creeps its way to your cheeks and you squint your eyes at him. “Does that line usually work for you?”

The prettiest of chuckles leaves his lips as he raises his hands in mock defence. “Not even once. It’s still half-true, though. The part about the most beautiful woman, at least.” He winks. “I came here exactly to get away from the big city. This place is paradise. And my café is a little slice of it.”

“And it is a wonderful slice. You’ve done a wonderful job with the place. Much improvement since the dingy video store. Unless…” You chuckle and lower your voice. “Is there a restricted section in the back as well? Adults only?”

You seem to take him by surprise as, this time, it’s his turn to blush and stutter. “Ah… no.” You press your lips together trying to hold back your chuckle. He looks so cute, all flustered. “I mean, maybe you can check out the back room yourself?”

He cringes as if he’s just said the stupidest thing ever and this time you laugh out loud. 

“That was pathetic, I’m sorry. I’ve got no moves other than that other line. I don’t usually get past that point!” He chuckles back at you, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. 

The laughter continues to bubble up within you and you realise that everything seems to come so easily and naturally around Sanji. You haven’t felt this relaxed in months. “I appreciate the honesty, Sanji. It’s quite refreshing.”

“I can still impress you with my cooking skills, since my pickup lines are terrible.” He tries, leaning forward with a huge grin.

“Oh, I think you already covered that. Lunch was amazing.”

“Thank you, but I was thinking of something more personal… more intimate.” His fingers play with the coffee mug in a show of nerves. “You tell me what you like and I will cook you the meal of your life.” 

The smiles vanish from both your faces as you also lean forward, hands on top of the table as well, close to his hands. “Confident much?”

“I am. I was on my way to become the world's greatest chef, remember?”

The blue in his eyes is nothing short of spectacular. You hadn’t noticed yet, but they almost sparkle. 

“Alright. Let’s see how well you can back up that confidence. I will make a list of favourite ingredients and you work your magic.”

His lip trembles as it rises to a sheepish smile. “It’s a date. Just tell me when you’re free. I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

A date? Wait… really? “It's dinner, not a date.” His smile falters and you shrug. “I’m off men at the moment, but I’m always open to making new friends.”

He nods in understanding. “I can’t argue with that. Friends it is.” You’re glad he’s maintaining his easy nature, even after you rejected his idea of a date. 

You finish your coffee and rummage through your purse for some change but he stops your hand with his stronger one. “No way. I told you, it’s on me.”

“Just this once, okay?” You say as you get up and smooth your dress. “Oh!” You exclaim as you take out a pen from your purse but fail to find a paper, so you retrieve a paper napkin from the table and write down your number. “Here. We’ll stay in touch. Friend.”

You giggle and he smiles warmly at you while he accepts your number. “Madame, I will cherish your number and look forward to our next encounter.”

You exchange warm goodbyes and he walks you to the door, holding it open for you like a gentleman. Sanji was a nice surprise. Your friends were right. Even if the biggest surprise came in knowing he was related to your ex, you won’t let that get in the way of your friendship with him.

Or, who knows, maybe his cooking will impress you in a way his lame pick-up lines never could and the friendship turns into something more. 

[blooming-violets]

just finished five minutes. what other angsty goodness do you have to offer?!

Something Unforgivable

Peter cheats on his depressed, grieving girlfriend and feels like shit about it (as he should!!) and then part three randomly turns into a sex trafficking ring and murder fest story to spice things up.

Dancing On My Own (and the sequel)

People literally despise the fuck out of Peter in this fic. I seemed to have managed to make a typically beloved babyboy the most hated character. Then I tried to redeem him a bit but only made it worse and made people hate him more...but it's angsty af. And I personally think the ending fits their characters perfectly and makes total sense based on how I wrote them/their trauma/backstory buuuut it doesn't make people happy! ANGST

Nicest Thing

Honestly, this fic was written way before Dancing On My Own but they sort of have very similar vibes and I used a lot of inspo from this one to write DOMO. Like they could be the same Reader character person just in a slightly alternate universe. Peter's bff who's in love with him but he loves Gwen and then she dies and he's depressed and his friend tries to help him but it's hard to help grieving angry people.

Pinky Promise

there's children trying to jump off buildings and terrible fathers and attacks on nyc and two sad people just trying to find love in the midst of it all

Imminent

you see the future and that future shows Peter Parker's death. This is one of my favorite things I've done and I don't even think it's written that well but I think it's a unique concept and therefore it's my fav

Creature Like Me

This is my pride and joy. It's my baby. This is the most "I'm writing for me and only me" story I've ever done. It's just me pumping out chapters and like three people reading and cheering me on. And I have genuinely loved every single second. I. Fucking. Love. This. Story. So. Damn. Much.

Don't

This is short. Peter's an asshole during a fight. I like it because Reader stands up for herself and draws some boundaries. Don't let men treat you like shit. That's the message.

Are You Real?

Someone asked to me write fluff but I didn't see that so I defaulted to angst instead. A touch starved reader in a long distance relationship with Peter.

Touch Starved

Another touched starved but it's Peter who's in need of love.

From my Hurt/Comfort Bingo (that I should get back to completing some day): Caring for Reader's Wounds After Fight (home break in), Look At Me (stuck in an armed robbery), Car Accident (title speaks for itself, ended up as a 3 part mini series), Bring Your Kids to Work Day (reader is stuck in a fire with two kids and no way out)

Smut with Angst elements:

Cheating With Peter

Your marriage sucks, you're in love with Peter, all he seems to want is sex from you though and nothing more so you give it to him bc at least it means you'll be his in some sad pathetic way

In The Dark

Depressed reader needs Peter's help to find her way out of the darkness of her mind (through anal sex, apparently)

Ok that should be more than enough to keep you satisfied.

[seriousbrat]

James and Snape are to me actually such a perfect example of magic morality JK purposes in the story… are good people good because they don’t use dark magic? Are bad people bad because they do? Is magic made dark if is used by someone evil (Snape inventing levicorpus, Draco Weasley products to bring Death Eaters into the school)? Is dark magic ok if used by someone good (James using levicorpus, Harry using cruciatus in one of the Carrows and Imperius in a Gringotts goblin). It’s suggested that the Ministry is ruthless and may use unsavoury methods to extract confessions and information, Lupin and Kingsley shoot to kill for the Order (Harry sticks his fingers in his years and pretends that’s not necessary). No answer for the Snape vs James conundrum! We all got lightness and darkness, etc. Love from Uruguay xx

Holaaa desde España! :)

You're totally right. James is meant to be a hypocrite; he's strongly against the Dark Arts and Death Eater ideology, but having the right opinions isn't all it takes to be a good person.

Harry himself uses Unforgivable curses at certain points in the story, like you said. Without the Imperius curse, they'd never have been able to break into Gringotts and steal the horcrux. So was it justified? Idk, but it was certainly necessary. It's kind of a "For the Greater Good" moment, and the question of where to draw the line is a big theme throughout the books.

James and Snape both represent the question of "are good deeds bad if done for the wrong reasons?" and vice versa, "are bad deeds good if done for the right reasons?" Snape begins his journey to redemption for selfish reasons, and he reluctantly protects Harry because of his love for Lily. Eventually this doing good for the wrong reasons transforms him, and by DH his actions are truly selfless-- otherwise he'd never have agreed to help Harry sacrifice himself. Even if it was initially selfish, he still did good.

On the other side of it, James likely made Snape a target because of his proclivity for the Dark Arts and association with Death Eaters (or at least justified himself with this argument.) And yet his actions were undeniably cruel. There isn't really a clear answer but I think I fall more on the side of our actions mattering more than our motivations. It's all too easy to believe you're doing the right thing while doing something terrible, as we've seen many times throughout history.

Y eso! Gracias por el mensaje 💕💕

[moonsb1996]

How to write convincingly, part 4

hello everyone ! I'm not dead yet. And come back with the regular series while waiting for MHA to end so that I don't have to write and complain about them again. This time I think We have to talk about the unforgivable mistakes that Kohei Horikoshi made as a writer. (As a writer I felt very insulted) and that was it. “Show, don't tell” > “Tell, don't show” As mentioned above, how are these two things different? As I am a writer These two things are very different. It is the imagination of the reader that will make whatever story you write believable, apart from the history. Character stats when fighting and reasonableness that is still within the laws of the created world Another thing that is indispensable is “Show, don't tell.” So what do you do with it? With showing, don't tell? Let's take a look at the information we have on what to do and what not to do regarding the above topics.

example “UA is Japan's leading hero division school. If you want to be a top hero, there is a strict rule that you must graduate from UA.” From the words above, the general conclusion is that MC or Izuku must go to UA school in order to become the number 1 hero in Japan, and we have seen that there are quite a few pro heroes in the Top 10 who graduated from UA. At least 4 people, but! Out of a total of 10 people, only 4 were from the UA. The remaining 6 were graduates from hero schools, but I don't know where they came from! You see the different numbers, right? If UA were to be a hero school that says It is a true rule to become a top in Japan. There must be more than just 4 students from UA who are in the top 10 in Japan! This is the result of your choice to "tell and not show" when it enters the reader's brain. When we saw the real thing It's a disappointment. Or another meaning is Getting incorrect information

character intelligence oh ! I have to come with these two people. Which is the first person that we all know about: Gray Stu, Bakugo, the beloved son of Horikoshi Kohei, who is revealed to have talents and special powers that are as great as God's blessing. (Excuse me, go pick up the paper bag for a moment.) First thing! You have other characters (Yoyorozu and Todoroki) tell the reader about Bakugou's godly abilities. despite the fact Destroying the enemy's vision It's a very basic method because Izuku uses it too. AKA, do you remember who burned down a commercial district because he was being held hostage? yes ! Bakugo!

Lots of deadly moves But the benefits are the same: bigger explosion + loud random shout. What followed and we saw was the same as before, explosion, explosion, explosion, even though it changed shape until it could shoot like a machine gun. (which I don't know how to do) still had the same effect, exploding. When he went to help the teacher himself (which was only 7 days when he went for an internship, I don't know how a close relationship can be expensive??) it just exploded so loudly that it got faster (and now it's so fast that it follows. Villain drama on Saturday and Sunday. Just in time. I vomited for a moment.) Already upgraded (again?! What the fuck?) The technique is the same as before. Bigger bombs = faster ??? I'm sure Bakugou is really smart. Met a villain Bakugou : Blast you bastard ! People are being held hostage by villains. Bakugou: Blast you bastard! People will commit suicide. Bakugo: Explode. Is this… really a smart person?

Toga Humiko (I Hate You OK), the girl with the cutest smile in the world. The type that when praised becomes A psychotic killer's wet dream which the mouth says “I'm a normal girl.” (Grabs the paper bag for a moment.) Okay…where do I start? First of all, when Ochako knew her name when she entered the camp, if the writer (Horikoshi) wanted the readers to think that she was Really smart killer Who has been through life and death throughout the era of escaping. She…must not reveal her name and surname to anyone outside of LOV. You're imagining it. When you have a database of your special powers that includes your name, surname, address, and parents, when your name is “Toga, this is Toga Himiko!” and “I really “like” blood,” and her victims. (Ochako and Tsuyu) didn't die or lose consciousness. Won't you tell the police this SSR level information? The answer is, you have to tell the police! When taking the information and the case that Toga had committed In the end, it points to the only suspect still escaping, “Toga Himiko (kanji).” Easy, right?! At least the police and heroes know what she can do. And some of the police would definitely know her face. (At least if you check it in your former student register) Even if the people don't know But do you think she's going to walk around invisible without being caught by the police or any hero? Except that the hero and Lazy police actually do their job, but hey! Now the hero is a good person. Police are good people, stop thinking too much! (Grabs another paper bag for a moment.)

bad hero They say there's Endeavor (and I don't deny his badness), but aside from Endeavor, are there any other heroes that appear? We're not talking about MLA heroes, because that's a cult (= villain). Where is the evidence that says there is? Bad heroes live in MHA society. Don't take the words of AM fan club psychopaths who call themselves. The hero assassin is the judge. Where? Where is the evidence or events that indicate that there are bad heroes and corruption in MHA's superhero society? Letting characters talk like this without evidence showing it to readers is okay? And although in the end there was confirmation from Lady Nagant's story, in the past several episodes (Including her story Happened long before the matter of stain) The weight that stains words does not have. It's almost ethereal. Until the reason for attacking Iida's brother He became a crazy person when he saw a person wearing a costume and took a knife and cut him to injure him… Such strong evidence.

Look at him! He's changed! Don't you see it? Wah wah (Hold still, let me throw the bag in my vomit for a moment) By having other characters tell the reader, “He/she has changed,” while their actions remain the same. consistently Look to the edge of the universe, Andromeda and black holes. I didn't see anything substantial.

example Bakugou called out to Izuku with all his might. But in the end, he let out the word Deku until other characters (Izuku) came and said that if it's difficult for you, don't force it, Kacchan (PS, I encountered this incident in X, it's a drama CD) or a legendary scene By throwing a mask and drilling into the MC's brain that everyone saw as a funny joke.

Toga who helped Ochako By direct blood transfusion (Do not clean the equipment or close the wound before taking action) because a world without Ochako I don't want that to happen. Oh! God, she has changed. Did you see that she helped her girlfriend? Even though the truth is “A world without favorite things You have to destroy it.” Ochaco = things you like + don't let the police catch you = make yourself lifeless. Successfully saved Ochako. Everyone will pity and understand me.

Wall of TEXT Ah…what I really hate about reading MHA Volume 34, America, is our villain's struggle to get a new power that ends with an analysis of the enemy's special power in multiple essays. Even though in reality…it doesn't have to be that long. Because throughout the fight that occurred between both of them If you're really smart, you'll be able to read the game from the beginning of the fight (page 5 of chapter 330 and page 7). Page 5: First use of power I saw her hand first. And then she continued. and captured Shigaraki and use her power to do something (I can't remember much) Page 7: Hand holding the laser and continuing talking (again) Do you know what these two pages are telling the reader? Yes! Show, don't tell! which is the same as when it happened at Shigaraki knew that. Aizawa uses his power and his hair floats into the sky. And time will continue to decrease! Does it need to be explained at such length? Are readers like me this stupid? Okay, this is getting long. Thank you for reading until the end.

[kendrixtermina]

Israel is the ultimate Omelas

I always thought that Israel was a perfect microcosm of the duality of man because on the one hand they had brutal oppression and on the other it had all those brilliant futurists and scientists, and a great healthcare system that had one of the best responses to covid.

It always baffled me how those two things could coexist in the same country. How those brutal stories of oppression and books of revolutionary thought could be coming from the same place.

Now I'm realizing that this kind of makes it the perfect tyranny.

In totalitarian states like the Nazi dictatorship or sovjet communist states, the population was severely oppressed. We associate the Nazis with blind obedience but actually there was an assassination attempt on him every few months or so, 42 in the 12 years he was Dictator. Bastard kept surviving due to bad luck, like a speech being cancelled due to rain or some intern moving the suitcase with the bomb. The Nazis demanded total obedience and would execute people for speaking French or drawing modern art.

Then there is the USA's corporate rule - not as bad as dictatorships maybe, but much of the population is dirt poor and know their options to vote for are largely corporate stooges. They don't have health care, decent education or consumer protection, so they have reasons to resent their taxes being used for war.

But Israel? The population lives in one of the most advanced utopias on earth! There is healthcare, luxury, culture, even relative freedom as long as you don't say "palestine". If you don't go in the westbank, you don't realize what's going on. The insidious trick of what segregation does is that it keeps the oppressed out of sight.

If you really want to be ignorant, you can probably manage to stay that way, comfortably, and live with all the same comforts as Swedes Canadians and Japanese.

The tyranny does not touch you unless you become a soldier or there happens to be a resistance attack near you, and even in those cases, the propaganda machine has comforting answers for you. Or at least, you're told that ending the tyranny means destroying your utopia - if it's you or a stranger, many people will pick themselves their lifestyle and their family.

Of course the big lie here, or the point where the analogy totally breaks down, is that doing away with appartment and giving equal citizen rights to everyone will not actually do away with the world-class universities and hospitals or even safety... indeed you'd be safer if you didn't keep producing angry traumatized people by butchering their families. It's a false dichotomy. A trap that presents the status quo as some lesser evil.

Euro-americans are fine without Jim Crow laws; Germans did not perish without conquerring Poland; Afrikaners are fine without apartheid - indeed the former disenfranchised people are still catching up economically exty years later. There should probably be affirmative action or reparations, once Palestinians get equal rights.

Nationalism is a myth cooked up as recent as the 19th century. Historically there have never been "pure, unmixed" peoples. People mix and trade and emigrate and copy each other, as long as people have been. You are going to have to live with people different from you & share with them. It's ok. The rest of us learned that lesson too (albeit imperfectly and often at a great cost; The EU is not clean-handed at all and is unforgivable fucking up in many ways as we speak) - No one needs ethnostates. No one is entitled to ethnostates - not Germans, not Euro-Americans, not Hindus, not the Japanese, not Israelis. Ethnostates do not make you safe. Moreover: Ethnostates are not practically feasible.

Look at the area slightly east of where I live and all the bloodshed that came from being unable to draw a line so that all Poles are on one side & all Germans on the other. And now there's still Poles living here and not even a real border anymore. If only we could have made the EU straight away instead of having all those wars, displacements & slaughter!

One day in the far future when there is peace ppl will look back at today and ask "why didn't they stop it sooner why all this waste?"

Eventually you're just gonna have to SHARE the god damn country. Like EVERY OTHER COUNTRY on earth that has multiple languages, religions and ethnic groups.

The Rwandans managed to make peace! And in that case there wasn't even a detachment of technology involved, ppl killed their neighbors (and those who refused to participate in the killing) with bare hands and machetes. But it's a prosperous, orderly country now. They opened many malls recetly & had a great response to covid.

It can be done. There's nothing special about the middle east. People there are not uniquely depraved, the region has been stable & prosperous before.

[liauditore]

omg, you're so kind 🥺

so, firstly... i think it was your blog where i saw it... um... scott/skizz ship?

where did it come from? why? i need to know so much, they look so funny together and honestly i can see these two something like... flirting with each other???

i want to know everything (not forcing, tho)

- 🔥 yay, i'm fireing again, yay!!!

OMG OMG A CHANCE TO TALK ABT SCOTZMAN YES YES YES

ok so first off i very much do consider it a crackship first of all 😭😭 im one of those poor fools who started shipping smth As a Joke and then it grew legs and now i serve it coffee every morning.

i was surprised to find out that i wasn't the only scotzman shipper so im not sure about everyone else, but for me it was born from limlife when, after scott speedruns a boogey kill on him, skizz shows up in the coral isles to give scott his affirmation. and scott straight up Tears Up and it.. stirred feelings within me.

i actually wrote a whole mini-essay about it on my spam blog when it first happened and i tried to copy+paste it onto here but tumblr seems to hate it???? for some reason?? so i'll probs just work up the courage to post it if anyone asks about it.

but essentially scott's like. in my head he's this very manipulative figure who plays for the win. who's not afraid to use others for his own gain because he wants to survive. he's not evil by any means, just someone who shuts off his own emotions for the sake of making it out alive.

and then there's skizz who's just.. this golden retriever of a man who doesn't have a malicious bone in his body (ability to murder? yes. but no malice somehow) who just kind of Melts him with kindness. like, for a second, it seemed like scott's mask finally slipped and he let himself be hurt and scared and human and ouhkfhlkfhlk yknow? yknow.

scott can't process it cus in his world everyone is as cold and manipulating as he is, it's what he tells himself to justify what he does. but skizz is living proof that isn't true.

i don't even see it as.. particularly romantic tbh?? like yeah they're totally both non-PG enough to say questionable things to eachother but it's more about the pureness of proof that the world isn't cruel or cold or unforgiving, the world can be silly and dumb and fun too and it loves you no matter what.

also they're like. funny together. idk.

[stenka-razin]

Watched The Ashley Madison Affair series on hulu. Three major take aways.

Don't care that the site existed. If someone (usually a guy) wants to cheat, you can't really point to a single website's existence as the catalyst. As they said, the inspiration was finding out that a large percentage of OK Cupid members were already married. There's no reason that a guy couldn't have an affair with any societally sanctioned dating app, or even run of the mill social media like Facebook. The brazenness with which the dude cornered this market is frankly very funny.

What's not a laughing matter, however, is cyber security. Once again we see a corporation being entirely lax with customer data. Unforgiveable, especially since this is a paid a service. Sure, the embarrassment of the user base was deserved, but a dataleak is still a dataleak, and god knows where else their information got to. I will say, the site offering another paid service to actually scrub your info off the site permanently is grade-A scam material. Which brings me to...

The whole thing was a scam, which, once again, is very funny. I remember when I first heard of Ashley Madison my immediate thought was, no way it's not a total sausage fest, you're an idiot if you think you're getting laid there. And I was right! The official numbers put membership at 5 to 1 men to women. And it turns out at least half of those women were bots. And dummies still fell for it! Like the site's entire model is discrete meet ups between strangers. That's a serial killer's dream, no way you're getting droves of women to sign up.

Anyway, series was fine. The actors they got to read the testimonials of Ashley Madison users really gave it their all. Lots of archival footage from the View and Fox News. The break down of the hack is classic investigative journalism and of course... The case is still unsolved! They postulate that it was someone who had been a victim of an AshMadAff because there were no demands other than shutting down the site. I think it was a teenager, teens are always getting into stuff.

[sapphire-weapon]

First off:

Current Israeli government = Bad

Antisemitism = Bad

Hamas = Bad

Zionism = Bad

Ok, now... the Hamas using civilians as human shields and that being the main reason civilian deaths are so high narrative is just wrong. Has it happened? Yes. But Israel has the capacity to be highly precise with killing Hamas operatives and leaders when it wants to... but dropping a hospital on 100 people to MAYBE kill 5 members of Hamas who may or may not even exist is collective punishment. And I've seen too many videos of Israeli snipers picking off children and old women who were just trying to find food to believe most things they claim nowadays (is Hamas just invisible now?). Like when they claim that members of the press that they blew the heads off of were "totally Hamas you guys! Trust us!" Or claiming that it's totally ok to SA to the point of paralysis people just suspected of being Hamas (not charged, sometimes released back into Gaza or the West Bank).

That being said, Nazis are 100% using the stupid shit the Israeli government is doing as a way to spread antisemitism. And just as I can't possibly imagine what life is like for the people of Gaza, I figure that being a Jew right now isn't exactly a fun time (when has it ever been?).

Obviously it doesn't compare to the plight of the Palestinians right now.

But you're in a tough spot. Speaking out either way puts a target on your back. And I'm sorry.

There's a perspective you see that others don't.

And there's a perspective we see that you don't.

We all have our biases.

There is a lot of evil happening right now. And way too many people are caught in the middle.

>the Hamas using civilians as human shields and that being the main reason civilian deaths are so high narrative is just wrong. Has it happened? Yes.

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LMAO

"the sky isn't blue. is it blue? yes." what.

look, i really think you need to re-read my post. you seem really nice, and i believe your heart is in the right place. but i think you kind of misunderstood what i was trying to say.

no one is saying atrocities aren't happening over there. literally no one is saying that. i don't understand how you could read my post and think that i'm OKAY with what's happening over there. or that i somehow need to be reminded that people are dying.

what i was saying was the path is to criticize netanyahu. his tactics are wrong. his strategy is bad. but you don't dismantle the entire state because he sucks. you get rid of him. you overturn his policies. you wipe out his cabinet. you put someone else there who doesn't use fucking white phosphorous. he should be locked up for life for that alone. his aggression is unforgivable.

and i know that that's like. less catchy and less sexy. and it also carries with it a sense of powerlessness, because we from the sidelines can't get rid of netanyahu. even US officials can't do that, and so putting pressure on them is pointless, too, which makes us feel more powerless. only the israeli people can get rid of him. and even they can't until 2026 (unless netanyahu somehow miraculously grows a conscience and a sense of self-awareness and resigns, which won't happen because he's a fucking garbage human). and that sucks. and it's hard. no one wants the solution to be "you just have to wait."

but we can't change him. we can't change him as a person, and we can't swap out his position of power. we just can't.

and yes, shitty people also exist in israel. they also exist in the israeli army. no one is saying otherwise. but the fish rots from the head down. atrocities are happening because he allows them.

so people go "well then just cut off their weaponry" -- but it's not that simple. because the geopolitics of the region aren't that simple. one of the things i was criticizing was the lack of nuance that goes into people's thinking about this. people are looking at this in a vacuum. people are looking at this and going "well, what the israeli government is doing is bad, so we just need to stop it by any means necessary." but you can't just... do that, unfortunately. the region is too complicated, the situation is too nuanced. you can't just. do that.

and like. that sucks.

but the more the situation gets boiled down to "we need to just stop this" the more it paints the existence of the entire state of israel -- not just its leadership -- as "the enemy." and then it expands out from there

it's just

as a jew, i've heard this joke before.

[sonoraswinds]

this is exactly what my face looks like when you say Nathan did nothing wrong, bitches you better be joking, his words in voicemail MEAN ABSOLUTELY NOTHING for the actions of the adult young educated man who kidnapped, drugged, harassed, strangled, s€xually assaulted and, i bet my ass, r@ped young women, this is a total insanity when people saying ”ahh poor boy! dad abused him! he's a victim”, umm, Ted Bundy was abused, Columbiners were abused, all serial killers and r@pists were abused, you can name it, POOR DUDES, Nathan's past does not minimize his responsibility, he's brutal, he has no limits, he's spoiled and cruel, that ain't something like punching your buzzed mate in face, stealing a can of beer from the store or being rude to teachers, when u could have said ”yeah, he's hostile, he's difficult, he has parent issues, but it's not too late”. yeah, I can already hear your protests ”no missy! he was used! it’s not his fault! sure he did bad things but he knows it was a mistake,” save your fucking breath, okay? those things he did, drugging and kidnapping women. that’s not an “oopsie” 🤭, that’s not a “well I messed up but I’ll say sorry and make it better”. this is an inescapable fact about Nathan Joshua Prescott you beloved: he drugged, kidnapped and s€xually assaulted young women. he got them straight to Jefferson and god only knows what Mark actually did to them. nobody! i'll say it again NOBODY pushed him into doing these gruesome atrocities. he did it himself because he wanted to. because lives of these girls mean zero shit for this man. remember that fucking nonchalant tone of ”i'm kinda devastated right now” in Principal Wells' office after Kate's suicide attempt/death. like he's giving a flying fuck...😎

the second Prescott decided it was okay to steal the autonomy of women, to hurt them, to traumatize them for life, he became a fucking devil

OK?

Nathan takes serious antipsychotics? So do millions of people. His meds don't help him? MAYBE BECAUSE HE always MIXES it with ALCOHOL AND DRUGS? hm, dunno. I take SSRIS, but i don't fucking drink because i'm fucking scared shit of side effects or a sudden cardiac arrest. you crazy ass if you blame all of this on Jefferson's manipulative behavior, Prescott always knew what he was doing, he has never had an empathy for others

you'll say ”HEY CHIC he has never r@ped girls nobody mentioned that” but dudes🙏🏼 FACE the fucking truth. Prescott is a pure evil, everything he did was about having control over something, he enjoys it, this is the power he has never had before, he knows he is untouchable, he uses this advantage all the time through the game. i'm so scared of people saying this voicemail is a fucking redemption arc for Nate. y'all should apologize to Jesus Christ, i mean it

”i didn't wanna hurt Kate, or Rachel” blah blah, YES, YOU DID, this is exactly what you did, and you fucking knew about consequences, you knew all of your actions traumatized them, you're not dumb, not littlesillycinnamonroll, you're just a real predator. this is unforgivable, and irl y'all would NEVER think about justifying such crimes

[unfilteredmomlife]

Hey, all you wonderful women and fabulous moms! Sit back, pour yourself a cup of whatever (whether it's coffee, wine, or a protein shake), and get ready for a giggle because today was one for the books.

The Soapy Saga Begins

Imagine, you're feeling great, just finished your stationary bike workout, and you're vibing off your afternoon TruVy shake. The house is unusually quiet, and you think to yourself, "Could it be? A peaceful day ahead?"

Girl, don't kid yourself. Mother's intuition kicks in: *It’s too quiet.*

I walk towards Raelynn’s room, and I see it — the unforgiving FLOOD! Forget spa day; this is more like an unexpected adventure in indoor water sports.

Raelynn’s Soapy Experiment

Door swings open and—WOWZA!—it's like Niagara Falls had a baby and it decided to live in my daughter's room. There's Raelynn, standing in a puddle, clutching her Barbie like it's a life raft.

"Mommy, Barbie needed a bath!" she says with the cutest, most innocent look on her face.

"A bath?" I repeat, my eyes darting between her and the lake she’s created. "Honey, this isn't a bath; it’s a monsoon!"

Cleanup on Aisle Raelynn

So, there we are, my mom, Raelynn, and I, towels in hand, tackling her newly-formed 'Barbie Lagoon.' It was messy, it was soggy, but it was nothing compared to other things we could’ve walked in to! We laughed, we slipped (ok, maybe that was just me), and we transformed that flood zone back into a livable space.

Life Lessons and Laughter

Here's the deal, mamas: Motherhood is unpredictable. One minute you're a health queen, and the next you're a crisis manager dealing with indoor floods. And guess what? That's totally okay.

So let’s toast to the unpredictable, the messy, and the moments that give us those forehead wrinkles we pretend we don’t have. Keep living that mom life like the rockstars you are. When in doubt, wine it out! 🍷

Till our next mom-venture, keep slaying and stay slightly soggy!

XOXO,

Annie 💕

[hunter-sylvester]

Special interest activated, here's more than you probably bargained for: In no particular order (also they're all Ao3 links, hope that's ok)

to be with you by elkdiaries | T | Hunter x Kevin, pretty fluffy imo, 2.5k words. Description: In which Hunter Sylvester realizes that it’s been his best friend all along.

the cracks appear by nerakrose | T | Hunter x Clay, 1.6k words. Description: Hunter is waiting to be discharged from hospital after breaking his leg when Clay turns up. It's not a ship I typically to go for myself but it's cute and fluffy.

Friends, Lovers, Ex-Lovers: Whatever by anything_thats_rock_and_roll | T | Polyflower, 16k words. I must admit I haven't read this one in full because polyflower just isn't my ship. BUT I trust that Jay has done a wonderful job.

hic et nunc by Orphan Account | M | Hunter x Ray, 1.7k words. The only fic currently in the tag for that ship. I really love it.

rot by Orphan Account | M | SH, Hunter x Kevin, 2.8k words. It's darker but I love it.

(I have a few orphaned fics bookmarked on my Ao3 that are all this style and I love them a lot but they do tend to lean a little darker than just fluff. So if you're into that they're phenomenal but if you're not that's totally understandable.)

Not to be a shameless self-promoter but I have also written a handful of Metal Lords fics myself, and still have various Metal Lords WIPs that I'm actively working on too. (The following 3 are all completed tho)

Infinitesimally small and unforgivably burdensome by me | T | Hunter x Kevin. 2.4k words Hunter is sick and Kevin takes care of him. Within my works this is a lighter one.

Does it get better? | M | SH, ftm Hunter, Hunter x Kevin. Stranger Things Crossover. 27k words I guess you found this one already lol

Candy Apples & Razor Blades | M | SH, halloween fic, cheating. 8.3k words This one has more graphic descriptions of SH than DIGB and is "spicier" I guess 😅 altho it's still not remotely close to being "smut".

There's more but I'd feel like a dick just listing every Metal Lords fic I've written here as a rec. You found my Ao3 and everything I've done is also listed in my pinned post as a masterlist so this was more about fics I'd rec from other people, but yeah, hope you have fun in this relatively tiny fandom 🤘

Finally watched Metal Lords

And it's an awesome movie

Loved it

I currently have no coherent thoughts about it, so I have no specifics rn, but I'll figure out how to put them to words eventually

[michael-aftons-nonbinary-lover]

‼️child!afton!reader‼️

Y/N; “What is it Mikey?”

*Y/N and Micheal throwing snowballs at each other*

*William walking out to tell them it’s time to come in*

*Micheal throwing a snowball at William on accident*

*Caroline snapping a picture just at the right time*

The picture TOTALLY gets hung up in the hallway and Will absolutely HATES it😭💀

William in the picture: 🧍‍♂️ (/hj)

Partners in Cold Crime

-(Afton kid!reader and Afton family)-

-(Summary: You and Michael have a snowball fight that doesn't end the way you thought it would)-

-(CW:

-(Michael-10, reader-9, Evan/Crying Child-7, Elizabeth-5)-

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You dodged another one of Michael's unforgiving throws, just barely missing the icy snowball that had been heading towards your face.

"Mike! Mama said no head shots!"

He stuck his tongue out at you, clearly implying that he didn't care what Mama had told you all before you had gone out hours before. Lizzie and Ev had already gone back inside, finishing their snowman long before you and Michael had decided to have a snowball battle royale.

You launched a snowball towards Mike, growing frustrated when he ducked away from it with ease.

"You're too slow, 'Sweet Pea' !" He mockingly used the nickname your father had given you as a very small child.

You glowered at him, stalking towards your older brother, snowball fight be damned.

"What are you doing?! We're not done playing, I haven't won yet!"

"I'll show you who wins, asshole!"

You grabbed a small pile of snow, treading behind Michael and shoving it down the back of his shirt. His eyes went wide as he felt the cold hit his back, shrieking as the freezing feeling finally got to him.

"OH, IT'S ON, YOU LITTLE BRAT!"

Michael grabbed as much snow as he could carry and began to run towards you. Of course, as an older sibling yourself, you knew that when older siblings began running towards you, it usually didn't mean good things were about to happen. Like right now.

You bolted, running in circles and past small obstacles, dodging and ducking most of Michael's cruel bombarding of Mother Nature herself.

"HA! You can't get me!"

A snowball hit your face, temporarily causing you to fall. You got up quickly, rubbing melting snow from your eyes and heading for the door. As you arrived closer to your safe haven, the door opened by itself! What a lucky little kid you were! Maybe Mama had seen and had taken pity on you, sparing you from your older brother's wrath.

Except the figure wasn't Mama. The figure was taller, with brod shoulders and a tall, lanky build.

"DADDY! HELP!"

Your father stepped out of the doorframe, a questioning look on his face.

"What's wrong, Sweet Pea? Why are you running? Is everything ok?"

You stopped running, falling towards your father and gasping in as much air as you could.

"Mike has- he's got- snowballs- running-"

"Ok, breath first, don't overexert yourself. You're ok."

That's when you spotted him from the corner of your eye. Michael crouched behind the large trash can outside of your house, large, completely formed snowballs laying by his feet. His face held a devilish smirk, and his eyes twinkled with mischief.

You ducked under your father's arms, running up to the porch.

"Where's Micha-"

A snowball, obviously intended for you, hit your father in the face, at the same moment your mother's camera went off from right behind you. You stood frozen from your spot on the second step of the porch, Michael standing out in the yard doing the same.

Your father sputtered out snow, wiping off his face with his hands, while your mother burst into laughter.

"Oh my god, Will! This is going in the hallway!"

"WHAT?"

Michael stared at you. You stared at Michael. You were the first to speak up.

"Mama got a picture right as the snowball Mike threw hit you in the face."

Your father sucked in a breath, glaring towards the front door and, by proxy, your mother.

"Come on, it's time to go inside anyways."

Your siblings watched as your very irritated father, who still had snow clinging to parts of his shirt and face, walked inside.

Elizabeth laughed loudly as Evan came to see what happened. They both eventually got the whole story, through deciphers of your and Michael's giggling.

"Is Daddy gonna be ok?"

"He should be fine, Ev, just needs to change his clothes."

Evan nodded, seemingly happy with the outcome of your father's predicament. As long as he wasn't hurt, Evan would be ok with it.

A few weeks later, and the picture now hung in one of the many hallways your mother had dedicated to family photos. There was one of Evan's first soccer championship, the day he scored the winning goal. One of Elizabeth's first ballet recital, which she had been so proud of and happy to be in. One of Mike's 10th birthday, which featured you and your sibling, and some of Mike's friends, hanging out in the arcade at Fredbear's. There was one of you from last spring, back turned to the camera, painting easel set up and looking out the window for inspiration. The painting, which told the small story of Michael pushing Evan on the homemade rope swing your father had made when he found out about your mother's pregnancy with Michael, now hung above your parents bed.

Your mother loved capturing every moment she could, always taking her camera with her when you traveled, or when an important event was happening. You loved walking down the "Family Hallways", as they had been dubbed, looking at everything you could find.

Your father may absolutely despise that picture, but he knew it added to the memory building your mother had done for years. And he wouldn't change that for the world. Even if it meant one silly picture that was still laughed at everytime it was passed by.

(lol, idk what that ending was but it's written>:))

(edit: I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE THE TYPO UNTIL PEOPLE POINTED IT OUT, HELP💀)

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Kaeya Alberich - Yandere Profile

YES I love my eyepatch boy!! I really like him as a yandere, because he's definitely got several traits and behaviors that would make him a very unconventional/different yet absolutely terrifying one to have. Him or Diluc as your yandere is basically like playing a game on maximum difficulty. He's so arrogant dammit why does he have to make it hot

More importantly, someone take the ability to write n/sfw away from me I s2g... I go from trying to make serious content to nasty weird kinks and completely feral in .002 seconds the moment I add that readmore

tws: gaslighting, manipulation, yandere, mentions of mutilation

tws (below cut): noncon, a good deal of sadism, mentions of an*l

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What are they generally like? Lucid, aware? Obsessive? How do they behave?

He's actually one of the worst yanderes you could have in almost every regard, for two very simple reasons: his crippling psychological issues, and his intense selfishness. The first manifests as severe abandonment issues. It's the origin of his unhealthy feelings, most likely. Kaeya doesn't like the instability of people - based on his backstory, people always leave, or die, and even if they don't intend to, somehow it feels like abandonment, and he resents it. People leave him all alone and afraid and uncertain. That's generally all he knows, and despite the smug exterior, he's actually pushed people away quite a bit, keeps everyone at arm's length to ensure they can't become someone too important for him to accept their sudden absence. He can't care about someone, because that someone is fated to inevitably leave him, no matter who it may be.

That's why, once you manage to worm your way into his feelings and heart despite his best efforts, once he finally caves to acknowledging the feeling, he's aware. Painfully aware, because be can't stop worrying every waking moment about you, your well-being, your location. It reaches a point where he can't go about his job because he's simply too consumed with his worry.

The solution that kept him safest in the past was to avoid developing emotional attachments, but when he does, he's terrified of both your safety AND you intentionally abandoning him. Really, the latter would hurt worse, since he can't fault you for dying, but to abandon him? It would break him.

And, to some extent, he's developed a lot of  prideful anger about it, deep, deep down. He feels that he doesn't deserve to be abandoned, doesn't deserve to just be left behind under the guise of some greater purpose, and he'll be damned if he just lets you toss him aside like he feels others did. Even if you reject him, he won't accept it. You don't get to reject him. He won't allow that. What has he ever done to deserve everything that's happened to him? Nothing. You're the one person who has stayed with him, and you're going to continue to be with him. Forever.

That being said, he's still somewhat confident because he's got that arrogance about him. He doesn't perceive rejection, because he's always gotten a lot of attention for his looks, even if he's never actually followed through on anyone else's attention out of those same fears. He'll write off any perceived rejection as being for some other reason, something besides an actual rejection, and he'll seek to eliminate whatever he feels is keeping you from just accepting him.

Honestly, one of the most likely to have a full blown, classic-yandere-style psychotic breakdown. He can be driven to a snapping point, if there's enough stress or obstacles, and in case of that, he'll be a lot more willing to kill, and a lot more willing to hurt you, but it's a point that would still take a lot to reach.

But what's really terrifying about Kaeya is his delusions, primarily his ability to mentally justify everything he does without hesitation. Even most delusional yanderes struggle - they feel like it's wrong, they know it is deep down, and they take time to convince themselves of their delusions, tell themselves it's ok over and over, beg for reassurance, and get defensive when called out because they know they're in the wrong. The same isn't true for Kaeya. He automatically justifies his actions by default, and has absolutely zero doubt or hesitation to do so. He doesn't even need a complex reason for justification - it's a simple one. He deserves what he wants. Anything necessary to achieve that is fair.

How likely are they to kidnap their darling? How quickly will they do so?

Highly likely and very quickly, right up there with Diluc and Razor. And he's absolutely remorseless about it. It ties back into his delusional state and ability to justify anything he does - this is what's best for you. If you don't get that, that's your problem, not his.

He's another one to not want to pull some barbaric move like knocking you out, rather, he'd rather just trick you into walking right into your new home. He gets that you'll be upset about it, but to him, that's just part of the process. Not that he'll tolerate it for too long. 12, maybe 24 hours is enough time for you to reasonably be upset, but if you're still trying to fight him on this after that, he's going to get snappy about it, thinking you should already be over that by now.

How difficult is it to escape from them? How do they keep you restrained? How do they deal with attempted escape? 

You're not leaving.

It's not worth trying, really. How he manages to do it is a mystery to you, but he'll manage to keep you locked in right there at the headquarters with him. How Jean and Lisa haven't found out about you being there, how he convinced all of his guards to be on his side of things, you have no idea. Realistically, if you get out, he's likely to make you out to be some kind of criminal that needs to be found -- just not to hurt you in any way, so goes the order, and the knights know better than to question why.

He has eyes and ears everywhere, it won't take them anytime at all to find you. He's so confident in that, and combined with his pride, he doesn't feel the need to go get you himself. No, it's a lot more satisfying to sit back and watch as they drag you through the doors of the headquarters, slowly pull you to the end of the room and drop you down at his feet, where he can look down on you with that closed-eyed, artificially wide smile that tells you that you have seriously fucked up.

Escape attempts aren't going to be met with a single shred of mercy, really. The thing about Kaeya is he's ultimately a selfish, selfish bastard with a lot of deep-seeded, highly repressed emotional issues, and he has absolutely no problem with keeping you bound hand and foot, or maybe even make some permanent modifications to your body if that's what it takes to keep you. It's not a wise idea to even try unless you're absolutely certain to succeed, otherwise you may find yourself never getting the opportunity again. You don't really need those Achilles tendons intact, you know. And your ankle bones are just so fragile, they'll snap with just a little twist. Actually, that wouldn't be too bad, giving you more reasons to be grateful when he's doing everything for you.

He's not one to just let it go, either. No, escape attempts are the one unforgivable thing for him, the one thing that will make him totally and completely snap. You don't get to do that. You're the one thing that doesn't get to just disappear out of his life in a flash. Half the reason he sends the knights to get you rather than going himself is to give him some time to let the rage settle down, otherwise he knows he might not be able to control himself and might end up hurting you even worse than he intends to. He's not going to buy any excuses and won't go any lighter on you if you beg and grovel or anything. But you will apologize -- you get to choose how hard it is. You can apologize the easy way, or, if you don't want to, there are many ways to force it out. But by the end, he'll get an apology, and a promise to never try again, out of you, no matter what that takes. It's by far the worst state you'll ever see him in, and really, once is enough to dissuade you from trying again.

How easy are they to trick, deceive, or manipulate?

You'd have to try pretty hard. He doesn't have the sheer amount of years of life experience like Venti or Zhongli, but he's not the captain for no reason - he's perceptive, and highly intelligent.

Rather than simply mastering reading human voice and facial expressions for telltale signs of deceit, he's good at learning individuals in particular - memorizing the patterns of thought and action of a particular individual, and predicting how they will act. He can do it with everyone else with ease, how much more, then, with the object of an obsession? If you're trying to formulate some plan to trick him, he'll already predict what you'll do, if you lie, he already knows. It's creepier than the others, really, because it's not just that he can tell when you're lying, but rather he already knows you're going to lie or try some scheme before you do it. It feels so tailored and personalized to your thought patterns, it almost feels like an invasion of the privacy of your mind, which, really, is the one privacy you thought you had left.

He's great at gaslighting himself, too. He's a very good liar, and can make you believe anything he wants. He'll target your fears and paranoias, make you believe you're going crazy, and he'll do it all so perfectly you'll never suspect a thing. You'll end up coming to him for protection and guidance, exactly as planned.

How lenient are they? What privileges can you have, and what will you be denied?

Pretty strict. He doesn't let you have any outside contact, and you're limited on what you can do when he's gone. He'll bring you some books, maybe something to draw on -- no sharp writing utensils, though. In his mind, that should be enough to occupy you.

You won't get outside walks or visits. It's just too risky for him, and he really doesn't like seeing other people look at you. If you really, really beg, and you've been on amazing behavior, and you're well into your relationship, maybe a few months or so, there's a chance he'll take you out at nighttime, or sunrise, but at the slightest sign of intentions he doesn't like, you'll be dragged back, and you won't see the sun for a long time.

You'll have a very limited wardrobe, he doesn't see why you even need to wear anything, but if you're going to be stubborn, he can get you something simple, like an old shirt and some underwear, but that's about all you can have. Any requests for actual clothing are going to be denied. It's ridiculous for him to spend money on something you don't need, and besides, he prefers it this way, y'know?

What kind of rules do they have? What kind of punishment would they use?

Generally, it's a simple one: obey. You do what he tells you to do, and you don't do something if he tells you not to. This stems to similar rules that develop: be submissive, don't be argumentative, don't be defiant. Follow those, and you can both be happy, and that's what you want, isn't it? It had better be - he's not very lenient, and will harshly punish even small offenses. As for that punishment... most of it isn't going to be sfw. That's just how he is.

What he will do is emotionally manipulate you, and he's rather good at it. You wanted to escape? Ok. He'll let you have your way, let you be alone. All alone. All by yourself, in a little room, with no one at all, which is exactly how you would have left him, had you succeeded. He knows very well how that kind of loneliness bites. He's not totally cruel, though, and he won't withhold affection from you by the time he returns -- he doesn't need to, you'll already be crying and apologizing, which is exactly what he hoped for. Not that he won't briefly mock you for it.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're crying like that because you actually missed me. Oh, you did? Being all alone isn't particularly fun, now is it? I'm sure you understand that now."

How do they deal with rivals, or perceived rivals? Will they get rid of them? Will they kill them themselves, or find another way?

Kaeya's an insanely jealous person. It doesn't show on his face, but it eats at him internally. It doesn't matter if it's a love interest, a platonic friend, even a family member. It's all the same -- people who want to take your attention away from him, people who you smile at that aren't him, people you love that aren't him. He's not one to delude himself into thinking everyone secretly loves you romantically, rather, it doesn't matter. Romantic interests are the worst threat, sure, but friends and family aren't much better.

He sees himself as above killing, though. He has people to do that for him, and he likes knowing that he has that much power. He's not going to dirty his hands with it, and frankly, they're not even worthy of his time and effort to kill them. Knights and other connections can take care of it just as well.

How easy is it to make them mad? What does their anger look like?

As somewhat previously discussed, the primary form of making him mad is attempting an escape. That's on a whole new level of anger because it strikes at a very deep, wounding insecurity. On a normal day, though, he's more easily exasperated than angry. He gets frustrated somewhat easily, especially if you're trying exceptionally hard to be a brat. He has very clear warning signs. His signature little smirk drops, he gets quiet, he balls his hands into fists and digs his fingernails into his palms. At that stage, he's irritable and might snap at you, but won't get too angry until you ignore those signs and push it.

If you do push him, though, he gets genuinely mad, which is a very quiet anger at first -- he doesn't talk much when he's mad. He acts. You'll know he's snapped when he puts down whatever he's doing, and just silently stomps over to you, face completely empty and flat, looking down at you with a cold expression. It's enough to put fear in you, but at that point, even if you apologize, you're not getting out of whatever he's planned.

So they see you as above them, beneath them, or equal to them?

Strongly in the "below" camp, a rather unusual stance for a yandere. Like many things with him, there's an inexplicable duality going on there.  You would think that if you loved someone so strongly you'd kidnap them, kill for them, and potentially suffer consequences just to have them, that you would really think highly of them. On the flip side, you would think that if you really saw someone as lowly, you wouldn't care for them, you'd see them as disposable.

But neither is true for Kaeya, no, he balances both obsessive love and complete narcissism regarding you. You're not disposable, no, he can't live without you, he needs you. But at the same time, you're not gonna be on any kind of pedestal. No, if anything, he sees himself on one, more like a throne, and you on the floor before him, how things should be.

He has a similar mindset to Zhongli or Albedo - you're fragile, you're dumb, you're incapable, and you need someone to care for you, protect you, guide you, someone who knows what's best for you, since you clearly don't. However, he's lacking in the attitude those other two have -- there's no seeing you as an angel here. There's no viewing himself as being absolutely honored to take care of you, or viewing protecting and caring for you as some kind of privilege that they're blessed to do, the way those two do.

No, as much as he loves those things, he'll never admit it, not even to himself really. Rather, his mentality is that you should be grateful. Here he is, a very highly respected, accomplished, capable person, and you...? You have what to offer, exactly? That's right, nothing, really, only cuteness and obedience, the latter of which you refuse to give him even though you really ought to. He's taking on the burden of making sure you don't get yourself killed, and how do you repay him? By getting mad about it, throwing a fit like some little kid? He puts up with your tantrums, which are really undeserved, by the way. He puts up with your disobedience and repeated rule violations, your sheer determination to defy him when he's going out of his way to do what's best for you.

One day, he thinks, you'll mature a little bit and understand why he does what he does, and when you do, you'll come groveling and sniffling about how sorry you are, how you'll never defy him again, how you'll be good and obedient from now on, and he'll love every second of it. He looks forward to that day quite a bit.

"Sigh... you know, you're pretty lucky I love you so much. You could stand to show me a little thanks, don't you think?"

How determined are they for you to love them? How hard will they try to make it happen? Or are they content just having you?

He's strongly determined, and yet... doesn't do much to try. It goes back to his mindset that really, you're the one who should be grateful for him, and eventually, you will love him. He's not gonna grovel to you or try different ways of making you love him, no, he's far too proud for that. But he's a smart man. He knows the effects that complete and total isolation other than one other person can have on someone. He's just going to sit back and wait for that effect to kick in, and slowly watch your fragile little mind deteriorate until you're desperate for affection. At which point, well, he can use it against you.

"You were so mean to me before, weren't you? You fought me every step of the way, and now you're just going to turn around and act like that didn't happen...? Well, if you're really sorry, I'll forgive you. But how am I supposed to believe you really are...? Maybe you can think of a way to prove it, hm?"

Bonus: Is there anything that makes them unique, in comparison to other yanderes?

Probably the severity of his degradation. As aforementioned, most yanderes, even the more confident or cocky individuals, either worship the ground their beloved walks on and sees themselves as beneath them, OR sees their darling as some sort of fragile, angelic being, and they are simply a protector or caretaker to that being.

It's a bit different with him, ever the narcissist. It's a strange duality born out of a rare mix of neediness, obsession, and pride. You're more like a toy, or a pet - an invaluable pet that he could never part with, but a pet nonetheless. He certainly looks down on you more than the average yandere - he mentally associates you as naive, fragile, even dumb like a lot of the aforementioned protector/caretaker types, but without the reverence to make up for it.

It's a bizarre duality that not even he fully understands - don't think for a moment that that means he'll ever tire of you, or view you as disposable. No, he's actually one of the most obsessive ones, yet very demanding of attention and praise, rather than giving it.

He frequently tests you - things like leaving the door unlocked, waiting outside just to see if you'll try it. Seeing you open that door, watching your face go from ecstatic excitement and drop to wide-eyed terror, it's priceless.

"My, my, you didn't waste any time at all, did you? Why do you look so surprised...? You should know I wouldn't slip up that badly."

Pet names, but in the most infuriatingly condescending way, and uses them more often when he's mad and trying to warn you that you're pushing his limits. Particularly fond of "sweetheart," especially with a low warning tone and clenched teeth.

General perverseness: how sexual of a person are they? What’s their drive like? How touchy do they get? Do they have any reservations about sexuality?

Horny fucker, all the way. The man has a lot of stress and frustration in his life already, that much more if you're... less than compliant with your new lifestyle. Sex, especially rough and hard, is a fantastic stress reliever.

Very little reservation. He's not crude about it, but he tends to make subtle innuendos very frequently, and laughs at your embarrassed reactions. Definitely the type to pull the whole shtick in which he says something with a blatant sexual undertone, then elaborates in a way to make it sound like having meant something else, follows with that smirk and says, "Why? What did you think I meant?" It's something he really enjoys doing, and loves to get embarrassed reactions out of people, particularly yourself.

"Touchy" doesn't begin to describe it. Pretty much from the moment you meet him, he's got his hands somewhere on your person. He grabs your shoulders when he stands behind you, he wraps an arm around you from the side when he walks up to you, he's always pressing his hands on your back and sides whenever you're navigating the streets, walking through doorways, wraps an arm around your waist when sitting next to you. It's highly uncomfortable, but really, he's just got something very subtly, but very strongly intimidating about him. You almost don't want to confront him on it. If you do, he'll laugh it off, and stop -- for maybe 48 hours or so, and then he'll be right back at it.

To the surprise of, well, everyone who's ever met him, he doesn't actually live up to the rumors of having been around the block, so to speak. His experience is actually little to none - that kinda happens when you push everyone around you away. Not that he'd ever let you know that, of course, and will probably lie if asked, but you can gleam a little bit of truth from slightly awkward movements and a bit of noticeable shakiness.

How forceful are they? Do they care about your willingness?

Kind of like Razor, the issue is that he loves you, and what better way is there of expressing love? He's not much for gift-giving or words of affirmation - no, he's a lot better with words of degradation, it comes more naturally to him. And he's certainly not one to enjoy acts of service -- well, not doing them, he'll gladly take them as a sign of your love, though. No, he expresses love through touch. It's like how, when you hug someone you really love, someone you missed, you squeeze them extra tight - the love manifests as a physical urge for some strong expression. Humans are physical about their emotions -- we punch walls when we're mad, we jump up and down when we're happy, and when you love someone, sometimes you just really, really want to pound them into a mattress as hard as physically possible. That's normal. That, and really, he's got his vices. He's actually fairly weak when it comes to resisting temptations, and prone to give in to urges for physical sensations like drunkenness and sex.

Is another one to be convinced that, with time, you'll come around. And is absolutely the top candidate to be one for using your own body against you - if you get wet, if you whimper, if you cum, that's just proof that you really do want this, that you're just being difficult because you enjoy being a brat, and he'll be sure to tell you that.

What sort of kinks or fetishes do they have, or would they fill?

This is nearly indistinguishable from punishment, sadistic bastard

D/S dynamics

Arrogant fucker wants to be served and worshipped, you could see it coming from a mile away. Anything that puts you beneath him is going to make him happy - anything where you're where you're supposed to be. There's a lot of options, but it doesn't really matter, as long as he feels like he's in control and ownership of you in some way, and as long as you act accordingly.

He wants it to be something that’s not just for sex, but rather, he’ll end up carrying it over into normal life, whether you like it or not. If you just went along with it in hopes of getting it over with once he cums, you’re going to be in for a treat when it starts to carry over. He gets a little too used to being worshipped, and decides he likes that submissive attitude on you enough to want to see it all the time.

Petplay/Collaring

It really helps that he sees you as something of a pet already, but really, the collar is the selling point. Even if you never go outside, there's something unbearably hot about the possessiveness of it all - really, it's there to remind you of your status as property. He wants to own you, and for you to be forced to acknowledge that he owns you, and there's really no better way to do that than something with his name on it. It's even better with a leash, one he can pull on when he's fucking you to pull you back onto him over, and over, and over, hearing it choke you the more he shortens it.

But really, having you crawl towards him on all fours and obey little commands so simple they're humiliating is pretty nice, too.

Impact pain/painplay

There's really nothing quite so powerful feeling as watching you cry and squirm from it, y'know? He's another one that just likes the marks his hands, belts, or anything else can leave all over the skin of your ass and the back of your legs. The thing with him, though, is it's not even always a punishment, he just does it for fun, and that makes it unpredictable. Will definitely make you count, it's a sadistic torture for your mind and body.

Throatfucking

May be used as a punishment measure, may just be because he's craving it, either way, even if you have a gag reflex, you won't for very long. He'll train it out of you gradually, grabbing the back of your head and just slamming all the way down into your throat, holding you there, making you choke - it's a beautiful sound, really, listening to you gag, all while your throat spasms around him, it's the best feeling, really, and will definitely be used as a threat if you need incentives to behave.

Choking

Ties into the dynamics, but really, there’s not much to say on this one. He likes the power trip from having his hands wrapped around your throat, seeing you struggle, watching your face go red, hearing those little choking noises. It puts power over you into his hands, and if you get pleasure from it against your own will, that’s even better.

How do they feel about pregnancy or babies? Do they want them?

Absolutely one of the ones to use it as a tool. If you have a baby, you'll be so much more bound to him. You'll need him more, you'll want him around more, you'll be much less likely to leave, and in a way it feels a little bit like a sign of ownership over you.

That being said, he's also acutely aware of his jealous tendencies, and realizes he would also be very likely to become jealous if he felt like you loved a baby more than him, or gave it more attention and affection than you do him. He doesn't like the thought.

So ultimately, the latter side prevents him from willingly trying, but if you really, really have defiance issues even after he's tried everything he can to break you help you adjust, he might consider it.

What kind of (nsfw) punishments would they use?

If it's mild enough, he can just take the route of extremely rough fucking - it gets rid of the frustration, he likes hearing you whimper and squeal, and he can leave lots of little bruises as reminders of what not to do in the future.

But, again, he already gets off to putting you in pain - it'll be that much worse when you've done something to deserve it. Harder hits, no mercy whatsoever, and he just loves all your little cries, wiping away your tears and smiling at you, right before bringing down whatever instrument of pain he's chosen again. If you really, really make him mad, and he really wants to make you cry, he's not above fucking your ass, either, watching you cry and beg, but you'll learn with time that begging doesn't ever get you out of anything.

What body parts of their darling do they like the most?

Definitely an ass man. Likes fucking you in doggy, seeing the ripple every time you bounce back off of him, pulling your hair or arms to add some force. He likes seeing all the little red marks that his hands and belts and anything else will leave on the skin, views it like marks of possession. Grabbing, beating, fucking, it's all good.

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hey! Just looking for a place to confess my sins.

So basically I have been daydreaming Choso as my boyfriend for about three months now, but lately I hadn't been able to get off the idea of him so I started thinking of other anime men, and today around 5 am I started waking up and couldn't sleep because I dreamed that he started hooking up with Yuki. It was like a soap opera, I genuily couldn't fall asleep because I could only think about Choso and it made me ridiculously mad even though in the "daydreams" I told him it was ok if he wanted to do that. Anyways I managed to fall asleep after thinking about Jolyne aplying makeup.

I woke up like 30 minutes ago and my daydream Choso decided to break up with me????? And I went on to talk over tea to the only other man who has had this chokehold on me (my ex husband in my daydreams) and he was like... you kinda deserve it????? Wtf?????? My daydreams developed a free will all of a sudden or am I just bored??????

Aha anyways as a fellow Choso stan, how can I get back with him? Or should I?

Get with jolyne to spite him

nah the fun thing about daydreaming is you can just,,, kinda pretend that didn't happen if you don't want to. like dreams an stuff are weird, and i totally get that thoughts sometimes run away from you, especially in daydreams

also your ex husband is wrong, you don't deserve to get cheated on??? nobody does??? fkjdgfkj like irl i have this thing where like,, cheating is a dealbreaker, and not that i'm very forgiving in the first place but cheating is like,, unforgivable, and i would not give someone a second chance after that. cheating is one of those things where it says something more about the person doing it to you than it does about you.

im all for soap-opera levels of drama in stories but they're also that: stories. and if you're not happy with the narrative then its totally fine to take it in a different direction. sometimes certain plot points have to be scrapped. and sometimes a bit of angst makes for an entertaining story

i realize im kind of rambling so sorry lol but if you want to, i say do it. if you dont, i say don't stress it. not to be cheesy, but if it makes you happy, then do it.

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Hi!

Can you elaborate why Matilda is "shallow"?

Just curious because it resonates with me deeply and it was the only song (on first listen) that truly went straight into my heart.

I'm glad the song resonates with you anon. And I totally understand that it resonates with people. When I say that I think it's shallow, I don't mean that I think there's nothing there that might resonate and I absolutely see why the song speaks to people.

I do think the comparison with Little Things is a really good way to explain what I mean. Little Things depicts a very real problem - our society does a fucking number on women's relationships with their body. So it's not surprising that the reassuring tone of the song resonates with people. But ultimately the solution in the song is pretty shallow - 1D members telling the listener that they're perfect is enough.

I think Matilda has a very similar pattern (although is better observed). It is depicting a situation of real pain that will resonate with people. The narrator is talking in a very reassuring way and saying that things will be OK. There's lots of reasons that people might want to hear that.

But it's still a very shallow understanding of the reality of abusive families and family estrangement.

The song depicts someone who has everything they need (the song is explicitly talking to someone who has space and the resources to travel) and all their life will be fantastic if they just let go of their family. It's a beautiful fantasy, for people who want to be in that position.

But it bears about as much relationship to the reality of people with abusive families, as a 1D member telling you you're beautiful has to the reality of women's body image issues.

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There are other lines that I think are shallow and simplistic, often because they're portraying a fantasy version of what life could be like, rather than allowing any space for messiness. Telling people who have been abused that they don't know how they feel, and like you know better than them, is a really shit thing to do. The line: 'Matilda, you talk of the pain like it's all alright / But I know that you feel like a piece of you's dead insidе' is a great fantasy - it's amazing to think that someone can see when you're struggling. But it's a terrible thing to say to someone.

Or under a similar vein found family is beautiful and important - but "You can start a family who will always show you love" is a fantasy version of that idea. Nobody is capable of always showing anyone love - and that is one of the fucking terrifying realities of being a grown up.

I also think the line: "They won't hurt you anymore as long as you can let them go" is unforgiveable victim blaming. It's absolutely not true. People who want to hurt you are going to keep on trying once you leave them. Often abuse escalates as people leave. Usually people need much more practical and real help than 'let them go and you'll be fine'.

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And I am infuriated with the position of the narrator - who is shown as understanding the person and what she wants and needs more than she is. And it certainly comes across, to me as if he thinks she needs his opinion and reassurance. But he's not really offering anything - just telling her that she's already got everything she needs (again appealing fantasy, but when you actually imagine a man making an art where he puts himself in the position of going you don't know how you feel, but I do and you're fine - doesn't it make you want to kick someone?).

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I can totally see that Matilda is a beautiful fantasy that speaks to many people on those terms. I think the song shows a deep understanding of fantasies people need. I don't think it has much connection with reality.

And I think part of the problem is that the song isn't presented as a fantasy. The vivid beginning and the conversational tone make it seem as if it's a song about something quite real, even though nothing about the song works on those terms.