#and i know what youre thinking now 'dimitri how the fuck did you get here' and also 'you dont know what a thesis statement is'

[pix-writes]

Ford x OC where they have a dynamic sort of like Anastasia/Anya and Dimitri in the Anastasia movie. I'm thinking of it in a mystery trio type au plus scientist-postgrad assistant! female reader/OC

They're like sort of rivals to lovers?

Dialogue examples under the cut (inspired from the movie)

Ford: Look, I think we've gotten off on the wrong foot...

OC: Well I think we did too... But I appreciate your apology.

Ford: (sputters) apology! Who said anything about an apology? I was just saying that-

OC: (cutting him off) look, please - don't talk anymore, okay? It's only gonna upset me!

Ford: alright, I'm fine with being silent in the lab if you are!

OC: alright.

Ford: fine!

__________

OC: fine!

Ford: stop fiddling with that thing & sit up straight! Remember you're representing the university.

OC: hmph! How do you know what college reps do or don't do? (Knowing damn well he's never been one before)

Ford: I made it my business to know (has known just in case he got asked, sees OC is annoyed) look, (name), I'm just trying to help.

OC: Stanford, do you really think I'm a great scientist?

Ford: You know I do.

OC: Then stop bossing me around!

Fids: *suppressing laughter behind his notes*

Stanley: (proud) Heh, certainly has a mind of her own!

Ford: (muttering) yeah, I hate that in a woman.

________

*OC gives him the middle finger*

________

*ford and fids showing her their theories and monsters they've encountered*

OC (looking from one to the other): okay, I thought you were crazy from the beginning, but now I think you are both mad!

*Ford is observing her work for the job and is walking around the lab counter she's working at*

________

OC: Hey, what- why are you circling me, were you a vulture in another life?! Give me some space to do the test!

________

*Stan enters the shack with lunch after they've been bickering*

OC: Thank god you're here, please, remove him from my sight!

Stan: what did you do?

Ford: me? It's her!

*OC gets creeped up on and punches ford in the face, realises who it is and is mortified*

OC: Oh my gosh, I'm sorry! I - *sees he's being possessed by Bill* oh, it's you! Well, that's ok then!

Bill: FUCK I think you broke his nose! Hahaha, OW!

OC: *sighs and gets the first aid kit* men are such babies! If you're so powerful why don't you just heal it for him?

Bill (with tissues stuffed up his nose): 🥲

[jasontoddiefor]

Heyyyyy roses & champagne anon here! First your answer made me feral with all the juicy brain gremlins it spawned and then you wrote that little fic and I now I’m even more insane but like all I can picture is Leewon going “fuck this shit I’m out” at like age 11, running away, accidentally running into Caesar who’s already starting to get the feelings of “hippity hoppity I want you to be my property” weird little friendship starting to form.

And then years later Leewon in full on teenage rebellion bad decision making is like “what if I lost my virginity to this dude I sometimes hang out with that my dad can not stand? Wouldn’t that be fun?” and uh accidentally turns Caesar’s budding obsession with him over the years into full blown levels of “I am planning our wedding, it’s going to be in the summer because you get cold and then you will never ever leave me.” as Leewon is like damn the dirty talk in this fwb relationship hits hard

And then Leewon finally achieves his dream of fucking off back to Korea for college and does that without hesitation and then stays even longer for law school because he likes pretending he’s normal, he likes pretending his life is normal, (he’s a lawyer and his ass is lying, he could never truly be content with normalcy) and he only goes back because he wants to say a proper goodbye, after he graduates from law school

And uh proceeds to cheerfully greet the man whose heart he unintentionally shattered and now haunted like a ghost for seven years like nothing ever happened. Oops?

Also in regards for Vladimir I feel they got a weird resentment codependency going on there but also I can’t help but feel in a world that they grew up together they’d kind of be bickering gossiping friends at their core so it’s like “I hate the roles we have been forced into because one another, sometimes I think I even hate you, but you’re are still a core of my world and I don’t know how to exist without you because of this, anyway you will not believe with this one lady did at a party-“ kind of vibe going on. He’s pissed and hurt and resentful when Leewon goes back to Korea and he spends years soothing his and everyone else’s hurt and Leewon comes back and he’s angry for like 5 minutes before breaking and filling him on the latest gossip. Because I think they deserve to have a messy, complicated relationship that’s also overrun by the need to be a bitch and discuss drama because there is literally no other option in the mafia compound.

If you’ve got any more thoughts on this au I would love to hear them so badly!!

Anon you’re back!!!

Aaah thank you so much for your long ask, this absolutely made my evening (literally, I’m stuck in bed bc my back is killing me and am using my bluetooth keyboard to write this reply lying down hahaha)

Let’s start on the family side: time to reveal the fact that this AU also exists to like at least 30% because I wanted younger sibling Vladimir takes. That man already behaves like a spoiled younger brother in canon, he’d be terrible here. I do think their dynamic would be exactly as you said. Vladimir gets adopted to be Leewon’s companion, his right hand, raised to be loyal and trustworthy - his one and only friend after nearly a year of living in Russia. It fucks up their dynamic because they’re raised with clear expectations but at the same tie, the only way Leewon treats him is as a younger brother? Because that is the notion that makes the most sense to him at that age. When he realizes what Vladimir’s purpose is, he very much resents it? They have a bit of a falling out because to Vladimir, his older brother suddenly started distancing himself with no explanation as to why. And like, when he realizes the reason, he doesn’t really think it’s bad because he owns the Lomonosov his life anyway? Of course he’d die for his older brother. He loves him and that’s his job.

Anyway. Vladimir thinks Dimitri ain’t shit. He would never treat his boss like that and scheme. He’s built different (loyal like a most beloved dog). Leewon staying in Korea for his studies kind of helps Vladimir gain some perspective and insight into everything because nothing makes you reflect more than your codependent better half not being within reaching distance. But at the end of the day, he still doesn’t entirely mind. He stops pushing the boundary when Leewon enforces it (opposed to his behavior as a kid) but that’s about it. They are two very gossipy siblings.

To Leewon’s life!!! Anon I am !!! At how your ideas match mine. For the simpler things - Leewon absolutely puts his foot down about studying in Korea. It’s probably the biggest fight he and Mikhail ever have. I’m thinking maybe to the point it’s the first and only time Mikhail genuinely hurts Leewon in his anger? Like, Leewon has been hit before by his father, during training, but only seldom bc Mikhail frankly speaking has Issues and was not cut out for teaching his son violence himself. But yeah, they fight, there’s injury, and hmm. Not entirely sure if Leewon just stays in his room or moves to another property in the city until his flight to Korea, with Vladimir acting as an unwilling go between father and son because he ALSO thinks this is a shit idea, but if he says so then Leewon won’t talk to him anymore either (and then he wouldn’t talk to anyone, and it’s Vladimir’s job to advise his brother, but he’s supposed to be on his side even more.)

Anyway, Leewon leaves to study and I imagine he only comes home during the holidays which are incredibly tense the first year, but get better after. I don’t think Leewon quite has the concept of I could leave this life. He’s angry and frustrated, but not to the point where he can picture a life where he’s not the family heir? I think he mostly wants to run this business differently and that most of his frustration comes from his father raising him as this sheltered princess in the tower. His best friend is his little brother who his father adopted so he would have someone to talk to. That’s deeply fucked up, especially because he spent his first nine years just attending normal school and playing with the neighborhood kids. Even more, with his mother sick and dying early, Leewon at nine is fairly used to doing things independently, and now suddenly needing an adult to go with him everywhere, if he’s allowed out of the house at all, is horrible.

Now on to our hot mess, the red flag fuck himself.

I was also 200% thinking “oh yeah they absolutely fucked when Leewon was like 15”. To Caesar this is absolutely a game at that point, some matter of pride to get the enemy’s heir in his bed (or just. Beneath him. Imma be honest, I think Leewon ran away, got drunk at a bar and they fucked in a bathroom stall under dubious consent). Drunk teenagers with too much power and too many daddy issues. Leewon got “I’m doing sth that isn’t safe my father would freak about this” out of it.

Anyway, I do think Caesar would be amused at first, and then grow into his - as you put it so aptly it made me wheeze - “hippity hoppity I want you to be my property”. The 11 year old mouthing off against his kidnappers with little strength to back it up was entertaining (Caesar was honestly just there because it seemed easier to just let himself be taken to get to the guy whose head he needs to bash in than wait around) especially because he didn’t hold back. And then it’s a game, deflowering him, taking more and more pieces, not quite like collecting fountain pens or art, more the desire to consume entirely. Till death does them part, yes? Predictably, does not react well to Leewon’s “wow why is my bad decisions fuckbuddy so intense about me?” Behavior and being left out of Leewon’s plans.

My guy has just been assuming that them being fwb means they won’t try to constantly kill each other when they’re All Grown Up and in charge of their father’s businesses. I think this Leewon would very much enjoy the illusion of normalcy, matching Caesar’s freak in the way he reacts when it is interrupted. But I think that also means he’s rather peculiar about upholding the status quo to a degree.

Meanwhile Dimitri has been under the assumption Caesar has been running a long con trying to gobble up Lomonosov via making its heir his boytoy.

Well this got long but I hope you enjoyed my thoughts!!! Feel free to dm me any time, I’d love to hear more of your ideas!

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

oh i thought you just ignored my posts whenever that happens

the doctor isnt neurodivergent or autistic or adhd or nonbinary or genderqueer or asexual. what the doctor is, is Not From Here

[earthmoonz]

WIFEY. | EPISODE THREE (3.12)

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(LENA): You’re late.

(MAX): It’s 10:04.

(LENA): It’s disrespectful.

(MAX): anyways…let’s get into it. my break’s not long.

(LENA): Before this goes any further I need to know you're not chatting shit. Where's the proof?

(MAX): Here. I only have this. Luis took most of it when he left.

(LENA): Course he did…Who else knows about this?

(MAX): Just Rita. This came from her.

(LENA): Fine. What are your terms?

(MAX): Aren’t you gonna check it?

(LENA): Oh I will. And If I find out you’re trying to sheg me, I’ll fucking obliterate you. But you seem smarter than that. So terms. What are they?

(MAX): I want Aish’s debt cleared. And I want access.

(LENA): To what?

(MAX): The Fengs. 

(LENA): Jesus fucking Christ.

(MAX): My mum died recently. It’s ruled a suicide but I know better. Before Luis died he said he’d try- look, I know they’re linked to it. I just don’t know how.

(LENA): Max I’m sorry for your loss, but what you’re asking…that’s a big fucking trade off for some pieces of paper and pocket change.

(MAX): On those pieces of paper is a list of everyone your brother dealt with before he left. No one else knows about this. The feds don’t know and Dimitry doesn’t know. 

(LENA): But you do? 

(MAX): I only helped make things look peachy on the other side. Rita always kept a personal copy of business affairs, so I did too. I haven’t needed it before but now…look maybe I’m wrong and this is a dead end. But from where I am it doesn’t seem like you’ve got that much left to lose.

(LENA): I’ve got everything to lose. If it's not already clear to you, the days of my name holding any real weight are practically over. Shit like this…it could make everything worse.

(MAX): Why did you agree to meet with me?

(LENA): Curiosity. 

(MAX): Cute. I think it’s because you’re scrambling. I barely knew your brother and even I can tell that you two don’t fuck with each other like that. You’re on the hook and you hate it. I’m going to find out what happened to my mother with or without you. but you have no fucking idea what happened to your brother and no amount of empty threats is going to hide the fact that you’re not sure if even care.

(LENA): You don’t know what the fuck-

(MAX): I’m not done. You know more than anyone that San Myshuno is full of creeps, snakes and snitches. Trust is scarce. You need loyalty. You need me.

(LENA): What can you do for me?

(MAX): Be an ear to the ground. I may be outside but I have ins. 

(LENA): Alright. One month, and if this doesn’t work out we owe nothing to each other.

(MAX): Calm. But it’s gonna work out. I’ll make sure of it.

[koroart]

Fucking love your art, especially your Dad Lambert/Lives stuff. Thank you for feeding us with your art. I mostly follow you on Twitter but wanted to ask here if you could spare Lambert Lives thoughts/brainworms? 👉👈 no pressure ofc!

*walks in with a Starbucks and hands you one too*

Wow, I got to answering this SO LATE and I'm SO SORRY DX

But I appreciate the love everyone gives my Dadbert stuff, it makes me so so happy qwq ✨️💖💕

Now for some brain worms! Some of this au I worked on with a friend and those talks definitely became a lot of my hcs too , so !! I'll try my best to articulate!

First and foremost, Lambert survives Duscur and I know in some of my art he has an eyepatch and some don't-- and I'm up in the air about that bit. But what he does have is a gnarly scar around his neck from where they had tried to cut his head off but they missed.

When it comes to Dedue and the like, I'm still trying to work on that -- because I know his people were attacked some time after the Tragedy and seeing how Lambert survived -- I think it would still happen and Dedue would be taken under Lambert's care ( because Dimitri still wound up hurt from protecting Dedue ) but it'll still get too complicated if I try to explain it here so we'll leave it at that for now.

The AU more-or-less follows the Hopes timeline instead of 3H ( the politics in Hopes were better explained and a little easier to follow than 3Houses )

Lambert, here is the one to execute Rufus instead, especially after he finds out his brother's involvement. Their relationship to me was always cold , especially as they got older ( at one point, they did get along, but once Rufus learned he was not to be named heir , he started treating Lambert coldly and Lambert kept reaching out but eventually let the bridge burn once he realized Rufus had no intention on reaching back ). Like Dimitri did , Lambert did show hesitancy in executing Rufus but it didn't last long -- because at this point , Lambert began to harden his heart-- not for himself but for his kingdom and for the safety of his son.

It hit him hard when he learned of Anselma's involvement as well, and after that, he swore off love and never took on another spouse. He puts raising his son first as well as maintaining his Kingdom.

He and Dimitri definitely are, of course, traumatized from the ordeal -- and Lambert more so, becoming quite a bit paranoid and protective of his son , not wanting Dimitri out of his sights for a time. Dimitri himself becomes a little more clingy , which can't be faulted , as he nearly lost his father. Eventually, they come out of it, and Lambert allows Dimitri more freedoms again ( especially after dealing with Rufus ) and Dimitri, likewise, eases away from being dependent on his father and focuses on his training again.

In the first few months after the Tragedy and dealing with Keilman, Dimitri used to sleep in Lambert's room because of the frequent nightmares that plagued him ( Lambert too was plagued with them and it eased his conscious better when he knew his son was with him ) after some time passed , Dimitri stopped sleeping in Lambert's room as he got older ( closer to Academy age ) but when he did have nightmares still , he'd go but instead of asking to sleep there -- the two of them would have tea and talk about the nightmares and work through it together, sometimes Dimitri ends up falling asleep there but most of the time, when he feels better and confident enough -- he would go back to his room.

Just aaaahh there's a lot more and i don't want to make this too long but !! That's what I got!

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How about being kidnapped together with Dimitri and Ashe x reader separately? Thanks so much! ❤️

No problem at all! These did run a little long, so I think I will post them separately. They will still come out around the same time, no worries! I had so much fun thinking about the circumstances surrounding these (as well as how to make them seem realistically romantic despite the circumstances). May this be what you're looking for!

I have been having issues with tumblr just omitting entire sentences from my works, so I really hope the whole thing comes out this time.

Requests are open. The story will be continued under the cut.

Ashe:

Sore, uncomfortable, and exhausted, you tried to peel your eyes open.

The air was too thick, your surroundings dark save for the light shining from the torch on the wall.

On the wall opposite the bars you sat behind.

Frantic, you tried to wake yourself up a bit more by getting up, though you were now aware you were tied to something.

Or rather, to someone.

Turning your head, you caught sight of a mop of gray hair on a limp body. The two of you were tied together at the wrists by what felt like rope.

You shifted your arms, trying to rotate your wrists or loosen the hold in some way, but to no avail.

The sound of footsteps approached down the hall toward your cell. You needed more time…an escape plan…and it would probably be best if your companion were conscious.

In a moment of quick thinking, you lowered your head and rearranged your body into the position in which you remember waking up. If you could buy some time, the other person might wake up naturally after the guards had made their rounds. Shutting your eyes and steadying your breathing, you tried to sharpen your ears and listen.

There were two pairs of footsteps, one heavier and clunkier than the other. The first was obviously a physical fighter while the swishing of robes alerted you to a potential mage.

Two captives, two captors, three conscious, one cell, and if you remembered correctly based on the bars’ complicated appearance…

No key.

But there were strange sounds regardless, and after something like beeping came the creaking of the iron. Your cage had been opened.

Their footsteps grew even closer as every fiber of your being went into playing the part of an unconscious victim.

A voice, low and gruff.

“Wake them up.”

All for nothing, you supposed.

Sooner than your thought could finish, a sensation like lightning ripped through your whole body. A horrifying scream was torn through your throat. Not that you could process it while you felt like you were burning on the inside.

It stopped just as suddenly, but your throat had been left hoarse and your body in pain. You struggled to catch your breath.

“What’s going on? Why are we here?”

It seemed your suffering was enough to startle that boy awake.

…wait, Ashe?

“You don’t need to know anything. We will ask and you will answer. Immediately. Give us your names.”

Gritting your teeth, you complied. It would probably be best to do what they said. Neither of you had power here, and they clearly weren’t afraid of enforcing authority.

There was a sharp intake of breath behind you as you gave them your name.

“Something wrong, boy?” the mage pushed.

“...no. Ashe Ubert.”

The axe-wielding warrior turned to his companion, enraged.

“Are you fucking kidding me? This is like…the beans and rice of the group.”

“Beg pardon?” the dark mage responded testily.

“You kidnapped the only two commoners without crests. Literally the most useless-” he made a noise, dangerous yet exasperated. “At least nab the prince’s advisor!”

“Goddess, no,” you breathed, just low enough that the only person who might’ve heard you would have been Ashe.

These people were probably looking for a bargaining chip in the form of you two. Maybe they wanted money, maybe something else, but…

There’s no way Rhea would give anything for an herbalist’s daughter and the adopted son of a church dissenter.

“Just hang on,” Ashe muttered, “we’ll find a way out of this.”

“They came directly from the officer’s academy, I assure you. They must mean something, at least to the prince.”

“Screw the Kingdom! It’s the Church we’re after-”

“And you’re the one that said the Church and Kingdom were close enough that the Archbishop would- what was it you said? ‘Give an arm and a leg to keep them safe?’”

“You know damn well I meant…”

Shifting your wrists a bit, you stifled a gasp. Leaning backward into Ashe, you turned your head away from the two men.

“Remember when they used that lightning spell on me?” you whispered.

“How could I forget that?” he shuddered, keeping his gaze forward. “Are you feeling okay?”

You almost shook your head before remembering you didn’t want to be caught conversing.

“Nevermind that. The rope; it’s frayed.”

No response came, though you felt him shift his wrists as if to test your claim.

“I don’t…do we break it or wait?” you shifted your head so that you were staring straight at the wall again.

Subtly, Ashe sighed and leaned his head back into yours. You felt your hair shift left, then right, then left and right again.

Patience it was.

“Well, we’re not giving them back, of course,” the mage scoffed. “Seven opponents are more manageable than nine any day. Someone will come for these two.”

“Hey girl!” the warrior barked at you, “You got a fiance or something? Anyone that’d care enough to come for you?”

“She’s my girlfriend,” Ashe bit back before you could respond.

You said nothing, hoping your classmate had a plan.

The man sighed, “Just one disappointment after another with you guys, huh?”

“Fine then,” the mage had grown tired of this, it seemed. “Give us one reason we shouldn’t kill you right here.”

Again, Ashe with the quick thinking while all you could do was stiffen in fear.

“She’s a prodigal herbalist; good with remedies, antidotes…probably poisons too, but that’s never come up in conversation,” he faked a laugh.

What the hell was he doing?

“I don’t know what you guys are up to, but you’d be hard pressed to find someone with her skills; let alone one willing to work with you.”

“Hmm…” the dark mage pondered, “...be nice to have an expert on the field…a cleric can only do so much, but to have a direct producer of…”

“Not so fast; I’m calling your bluff- Ashe, was it?” he turned to you, “What can you really do, girl? And why the hell would you up and work for us? I’ve got a hard time believing you’d betray your friends so quickly.”

You sighed. Everything was moving way too quickly. At this rate, you feared being branded a traitor.

“I…have experience cultivating white verona, golden apples- even Ailell Pomegranates with the right resources.”

“Don’t forget ambrosia.”

“-right, thank you. Some things take longer, like gathering and steaming magic herbs or growing fruit of life, but they can be done. Most people avoid learning how because of the time it takes; however, my family has owned one of the few instructional books on the process for generations.”

“And why suddenly use it for us?”

You bit your lip, thinking.

“It’s true that I don’t know who you are…but I do know that you can keep us safe. I’ll only help you if you keep us both alive, unharmed, and together.”

Footsteps down the hallway. A commotion, just quiet enough that you and Ashe could hear with your younger ears.

Ashe began moving his wrists.

“I don’t know about all that, miss,” the barbarian drawled. “Keeping you both untied and unlocked sounds like a recipe for trouble. How about we leave him down here, and you can see him on weekends?”

The other man snickered, approaching presumably to break you two apart and imprison Ashe individually.

Noises from the hall grew louder, but you kept their attention by rotating to hide your wrists and placing yourself slightly in front of your friend.

“If you only permit me to see him so often, that deal can easily be changed to give me less and less time until I’m not even sure he’d be alive anymore!” you shouted at them. This would both prove a point and hopefully alert whoever had started the scuffle down the hall. “The hour I lose sight of him shall be the hour of my death! You can accept my deal and help yourselves out, or you can see how much of a mess I can make before I go down!”

Ashe’s breath hitched from behind you as the warrior glared down upon you both.

A moment later, the archer’s wrists were free, and he began to work on pulling the remains of the rope away from yours.

“Fine, fine,” the mage waved his hand in the air, unconcerned, “Let’s get you two untied and on your feet. I’m rather interested in just what you have to offer-”

“P-Professor?” Ashe asked incredulously from behind you. “How did you find us?”

“The hell?” the two men whipped around, snapping their heads to the door.

Your classmate grabbed your wrist, now free from restraint, and pulled you up off the ground. Bumping into the monk, he led you out of the room before swinging you in front of him, giving you a push down the hall.

“Go! I’ll be right behind you!”

So you ran, no questions asked as you heard the cell slam shut from somewhere behind you. A thunder spell, a string of rough curses, and a set of footsteps quickly approaching followed the sound.

“Come on! I don’t know how much time we have!”

“This way!” you called, turning left down a corridor.

Ashe overtook you slightly only to collide with an enemy swordsman as he rounded the corner. You kicked the enemy’s side as the archer scrambled to his feet, the two of you continuing down the corridor after you had taken his sword for yourself.

Finally, after several more turns, you located the source of the commotion.

It seemed your house really did care enough to come for you.

“They’re right here, your highness!” Ingrid shouted over the fray as she caught sight of you two.

“Mercedes, head over and make sure they’re okay. Dedue, cover the back! Felix, lead us out of here!”

“...I still can’t believe we went behind the Church’s back for this…” Annette fired off another spell at the oncoming reinforcements.

“Not hard to understand why we had to in the first place,” Sylvain frowned. “They’ve made it pretty clear where their priorities lie.”

“We’re here for you,” Felix called back to you and Ashe, cutting a way out.

Slowly but surely, your friends guided you to safety. A quick explanation revealed that Professor Byleth was spending his time keeping the Archbishop and her advisors occupied. The goal was to complete the mission before the house’s absence was noticed; a feat accomplished only by bribing the guards at the gate.

And when the eight of you returned to the monastery, the Blue Lions’ bond had been made stronger by your shared escapade.

Your house was your family after all, and no one in the world could keep you apart.

[fireemblems24]

Chapter 8 of Scarlet Blaze

Spoilers for up to Ch 8 beneath the cut. This chapter fucking sucked.

Also, I know I tagged this as SB, but be warned this was pretty critical of it. If anyone is actually still browsing tag and thinks I should remove it, I will.

STORY

Hell, yeah, Dimitri was taking names.

This plot is . . . kinda stupid. I feel like Edelgard is just running back and forth the whole time, accomplishing nothing.

LAMO, Omg, she just straight-up blamed all the deaths from the previous battle on . . . Claude 😂

Edelgard really be like "Why did Claude make me hit him!"

I'm pretty sure the writers didn't intend for SB to read like a Monty Python skit, but Edelgard has less self-awareness than Sir Lancelot when he kept apologizing for slaughtering the wedding party because at least that he was aware enough to apologize.

Oh, Randolph. So how many times does he die this time?

So, like, does Shez want people to get executed if they flip sides? He's like, geeze, how dare Claude and Dimitri forgive people.

Shez is like "I don't understand a word you say Edelgard, but I'm helping you slaughter your way across Fodlan because you may rub off on me!" More "SB is a comedy in disguise" fuel.

I wish I picked F!Shez for every route. I like her VA a lot more. Plus, I've seen this personality on a male character in the countless number of shonen anime and manga I've watched/read, but not as much in a woman. And unlike M!Byleth who's gorgeous, M!Shez is alright, but not super hot or anything.

So Lindhart mentioned that the Kingdom and Alliance can rally against the Empire because of the relics and crests. And like, I don't see how killing Rhea will make that power vanish and people not desperately want it. I feel like so much of Edelgard's spiel is an edgelord's power fantasy with no basis in reality.

This soldier is like "Dimitri labeled everyone who sided with his uncle as guilty in the tragedy of Duscur!" Lamo. Except it's true. Would've been interesting if it wasn't and see how Dimitri handled that. I sometimes wish he got more grey situations bc the writing in Hopes so far he's just . . . the good guy. Like straight-up the hero, no questions. Which, I love because at heart that's what Dimitri is, but I wish the writing would corner him anyways.

Oh, fuck. It's Sylvain. Oh fuck. I don't want to fight him. That sucked.

Count Rowe is being a backstabbing moron. I love how it's always the evil ones that side with Edelgard. It's an underrated thing no one talks about.

And now I have to fight Rodrigue :( Feels bad, killing Blue Lions+ members for the crime of defending themselves.

Ok. It's an unquestionable fact that when you find yourself fighting Annette, you are the villain. This is just truth.

Pretty sure this is heading to a temporary truce between Claude and Edelgard. Which, Claude's (and the Alliance's) funeral, I guess, lamo.

SHEZ & PETRA B SUPPORT

Petra's asking Shez about mercenaries. Questions if Shez would work for the enemy if they offered more money. Aww, damn. You don't have an option to say yes. :(

At least it's somewhat based in trust on their employer (and to get future ones) and not just mindless fangasming. I wouldn't want that in GW or AG either.

DOROTHEA & HUBERT B SUPPORT

This is their only support.

Hubert has a letter from the opera company and wanted to talk to Dorothea, so he's giving it to her in person.

Ohhh, he's bringing up how Dorothea hates violence, but stays and fights in the war rather than returning to the opera.

Glad this is finally getting addressed. Letting Dorothea talk.

It's part wanting to fight alongside her friends and part wanting to represent commoners in Edelgard's army. But also to score a rich husband.

Honestly, much better than whatever the fuck their Houses final support was.

HUBERT & FERDINAND B SUPPORT

So other popular ships got amped up (Dimilix, Dimidue, Marihilda - strangely not Sylvix though). So did the gay get turned up here?

Ferdinand is up late and Hubert wonders why. Ferdinand is studying the law to try and get his father arrested.

Oh, Ferdinand brought up the fact Hubert's father died. Putting Hubert to the question about executing his own father and mad he didn't judge his father in public

Hubert argues that his father would never have been found guilty.

God, that was SOOOOO much meatier than "I wanna serve Edelgard the best!" "No I wanna!!!!"

Monica took over the "pathetic Edelgard simp" to Hubert's "competent Edelgard simp" so Ferdinand could finally fucking get to run.

Ferdinand so far is 10000% the best part of SB (I'd say Petra competes, but I like her better in AG so far).

SHEZ & FERDINAND B SUPPORT

Shez thinks Ferdinand is faking enthusiasm. Not like that. Lamo. He's just overcompensating for his father's failure.

Ferdinand feels powerless and useless. I wish he was the MC.

Shez just wants to help Ferdinand feel better.

Ferdinand wants to surpass his father.

It's a repeat of his stuff with Edelgard and Hubert, but it's by far the most compelling part of SB.

PETRA & HUBERT B SUPPORT

Hubert is checking on Petra to make sure she feels comfortable and temps her with staying in the Empire, but Petra's like "naw."

Worth noting that Brigid is still under the thumb of the Empire. So Petra's a hostage basically forced into this war in order to secure the freedom of her country.

And they can't even go public yet, fearing the citizens get pissed off. Man, the Empire must be full of bloodthirsty land grabbers.

Go Petra! She low-key threatens Hubert and forces them to uphold their promises. Nice seeing her have a backbone.

PETRA & FERDINAND B SUPPORT

Ferdinand sung to Petra to ask her to spar. It's really cringe. Like, realllllly cringe. I would've been embarrassed if I wasn't playing alone.

He thinks this is some Brigid custom, but song and dance is only involved with religious ceremonies. Petra calls him out for finding her country so silly.

It's a mistranslation

Petra owned Ferdinand in this support and we are here for it.

FERDINAND & LYSITHEA C SUPPORT

Talking tea. Can relate.

Lysithea was ready to eat the food and bail. Nice.

But Ferdinand wanted to ask her about joining the commoner class. Lysithea insists she's fine with it and wants to.

Ferdinand doesn't know any de-nobled nobles who are happy. Lysithea know he only knows ones who got kicked out, he's not wrong.

Then he's like, you can't join them! Then you can't change anything anymore. But like what is he fighting on Edelgard's side for?

She, of course, doesn't have a future.

MONICA & BERNIE PARALOGUE

Bernie's enjoying her socially isolated life when Monica needs her help with something because there's no one else around.

You can have Shez agree she shouldn't come, and he says he'll slow them down, lamo. Bernie is offended.

They need to rid bandits out of a cave.

So his Duke is part of it. And he's had problems finding the Fetters of Dromini because of a TWSITD spy. It's also related to whoever kidnapped Monica.

So all I get is Shez, Monica, and Bernie. Only Shez has even looked at a battlefield and the other two are level 1 an 2. I can make 1 an adjunct, but not both. Ugh. Gotta go level at least one up.

Oh, hey, Myson.

I forgot how good of a unit Shez is lol.

Seems like Bernie actually has a decent mom. Bernie just wants to hide in the caves though. Monica advises against it.

DOROTHEA & MANUELA PARALOGUE

This one is easier since they're both leveled up already.

Everyone is fangirling over them. Dorothea assures Manuela that time hasn't tarnished her beauty, but she doesn't buy it.

They wanted Shez as a bodyguard because he's not a crazed fan. I wish real life celebrities would just whip out daggers on ridiculous fans.

This one's more entertaining than the last one. Random thieves are fans and if you defeat them with whoever they're a fan of (Dorothea or Manuela) they join you, lamo. Good both of them are already leveled up too.

Aww, Hanneman showed up to rescue Manuela.

The bandits were swarming the town because of the war. It's nice to see more acknowledgement of how Edelgard's war is screwing over the common folk.

Glad to see Hanneman get a nice little shout out despite getting demoted to NPC. Dorothea and Shez basically told them to get a room, lamo.

STORY/MAIN FIGHT

Edelgard is the least effective conquer I've seen in fiction.

"Defeat Dimitri" - How about, no.

I see "persuade Mercedes." Does that mean I need to bring Jeritza? Because it's not like Hubert or Edelgard are masters of persuasion.

"Defeat Dedue." I hate this. Monica's like, "If Dedue's here, then Dimitri is too." Even SB ships them.

Haha, they flipped sides to Dimitri after he was like "I don't want to kill you, please fight for me instead." And like, no shit?

Aw, shit. Now I have to fight Dimitri.

Oh, now I get to fight Ingrid too. Guys, I'm having so much fun right now. It doesn't help at all that SB is boring as fuck.

Oh, shit. Fuck. What the fuck. Ingrid just died. 😭😭😭😭😭😭

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh shut the fuck up, Edelgard. "Oh, this is so painful." IDK maybe stop trying to conquer everyone who doesn't kiss your ass. You too, Monica. "Oh, she was loyal to the end."

I'm beginning to remember why I hated Edelgard so much in CF. She's such a self-righteous idiot incapable of taking responsibility for her shitty actions AND has no sense of self-awareness.

Dimitri and Dedue sound so sad 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Dedue and Dimitri both taking the credit, meanwhile prissy ass is like "oh, wow, so sad these people died. No idea why."

Shit, Dimitri just mentioned Glenn. He sounds so broken up. Glad Dedue is giving Ingrid the credit for her own choices and actions.

She died defending everyone she loved.

I bet Edelgard will find a way to blame Rhea for Ingrid's death rather than take any responsibility for all the death she causes.

Only Dorothea fucking cares about Ingrid.

"We are nowhere near achieving our goals in the Alliance or in the Kingdom." - Edelgard. I can't fucking understand how some people argue she's isn't an Imperialist.

At least she's admitting she's fucking stupid with her army leadership inabilities.

I'd tell Edelgard to go fuck herself, but that implies a level of pleasure she doesn't deserve. #JusticeforIngrid #StoptheImperalists

xxxx

[another-clive-blog]

I'm thinking so much about Claire going ah fuck gotta save Clive

Did he realise who she was? Did he knew?

I'm also so fixed on French version Claire saying to luke that she's an angel who got down with her wings and not a witch. I think concussed Clive would remember her as such((or for more symbolism as a white dove- who depicted to be peace-bringers))((((also personal hc that Clive got few ribs broken))))

THIS. Omg this- when I first noticed the difference I went "...Oh", like that was so mean and for what ?? Claire you are killing me why would you say that

Btw I wrote a little something based on that, it starts angsty but quickly becomes funny because Clive and Claire are the comedy duo of the time trio (Dimitri and Clive are too, but it's not intentional lol). I hope it's okay with you !! Also if you want to talk more about the French version I am here for it. =) Literally like please do.

Writing under the cut !! Usual TW for mention of death, injury and discussion of injury (still no graphic description)

Clive didn't know where he was. His vision was blurry, his ears ringing, his everything hurting. The pain was overwhelming to the point where he couldn't even pinpoint its origin- his chest maybe ? God, he could hear the professor or Luke say something stupid, something like 'it's your heart that's hurting actually'.

They wouldn't say that though, mostly because none of them were even here with him. Or, well, Clive hoped so, at least : he hoped that they were far, that they wouldn't look back for him.

They probably wouldn't. He didn't think he would have.

He tried to sit up, but it seemed impossible with the ground moving under him. Ah- yes, right... he was in the fortress. Had been... working. And then he got hit by... whatever.

Had he lost consciousness ? How long had he been out for ? Where was everyone ?

He couldn't stand on his own, but patting the ground, he felt his fingers graze against the bottom of the control board. After that, it was really a matter of holding onto it, and then pushing himself up, come on, get up-

He was panting as he leaned on the panel, using it as support but standing nonetheless. He was up and he hoped that his arms wouldn't let go of the panel on their own, that his legs would stop shaking so hard.

He forced himself to focus on the outside instead.

The control room was a mess. Pipes resting on the ground, broken shards of glass everywhere and- wait.

He narrowed his eyes.

Oh. That was the Laytonmobile, somehow- flying away from here. He didn't know it could fly. Funny.

He was definitely having hallucinations, then.

Clive let go of the control panel, swaying for a moment but not falling back down : he brought his hands to his head, trying to- to what ? Hold his head, supposedly. Massage his temples. Contemplate his misery. What was left to do after all ? They were all gone by now, flying away or dying or whatever, if any of this was even real.

Maybe he was dying, or hallucinating, or dreaming. Oh, maybe all of this had just been a- a fear-induced nightmare after that one stupid lab incident. Maybe none of it had been real. Who could say ? It sounded crazy after all, to have one man successfully level the city just because he had the spite to try to do so.

He heard a crunching sound, and it took him a few seconds to locate its origin, raise his head, focus on it enough to see clearly what had caused it : when he did however, he saw Claire standing in front of him.

She looked serious, upset- concerned maybe ? She looked like a million things, but real wasn't one of them. Of course it wasn't. If Claire was ever here, she would have left with the professor. She wouldn't have stayed or- or come back for him. She hated him for using Dimitri, or something.

"Wha- What's going on ?" He asked, because even though this was an hallucination, he would actually really like an answer to this question.

She took a step closer. "You're hurt," she said as if she was just assessing the situation. "I think you may be concussed."

"...Oh," he simply said. That actually did explain the hallucinations and the pain. "What- what about you ?"

He saw her perplexed face as she looked for an answer, at least he thought she was perplexed, he wasn't sure anymore- and then everything went sideway.

Claire yelled as she caught Clive right before he plummeted to the ground : she herself hit the floor and hissed in pain. To say she saw white wouldn't be a lie, as her unstable body lit up with the shock of it, quite literally glowing.

Clive was so out of it that he didn't even react to any of that.

"This- is an hallucination," he said matter-of-factly, ignoring how Claire rose an eyebrow in surprise. "Am I dying ?"

She gently placed him on the ground, turning to look out of the window. No sign of Hershel yet. Good- then she had time to fix whatever was wrong with him and her.

"I don't think you are. These injuries shouldn't be fatal : at worst, you may feel great pain and dizziness." She explained patiently.

"And the hallucinations ?"

"No hallucinations."

"You're glowing," he snapped back.

Claire almost answered with the truth, but stopped herself. She... wasn't sure that this was the concussion talking. Did he know about her situation ? She couldn't remember him ever witnessing this before.

Maybe it was better to just... not tell him. Especially in that state. "Alright, I am an angel who came down on Earth to save you."

For someone meeting an angel, Clive's reaction was really underwhelming. "I think you're still a bit too high up. London is down there and people might need you more than I do."

"These people need the hospital. You need guidance and a slap on the back of your stupid head."

He narrowed his eyes. "Guidance ? I think it may be a bit late for that."

"It's never too late to start over. The energy and ideas- and quite frankly money, you put in this plan could be used to do so much good instead !" She said, honestly a bit frustrated. Why was she always surrounded by hypocritical men who only cared about themselves ?

Except that she saw him consider it, his unfocused eyes staring up at the ceiling. Or maybe this was the concussion.

"I am just going to jail," he finally said.

"You can still do plenty while in jail."

His gaze moved from the ceiling to the window, carefully avoiding eye contact with her : she had a feeling she was glowing a bit too brightly for his eyes right now. "Maybe I've done enough." He said.

Ah, he was being difficult. "Well, I think you should do all that you can to right your wrongs. And if you can't do much, then maybe doing what little you can do is good enough in your case." She wasn't talking to him anymore. She- she just wished she had more time. She hoped she had used it wisely, at least. She hoped she had made a change, meant something, before it was too late.

He chuckled slightly. "You know, I'm starting to believe that maybe you're really an angel."

It was pleasant talking to him when he was being calm and reasonable like that. It was such a shame that he never cared enough to make this effort, instead behaving like an insufferable child. "Don't expect me to fly us out of here," she joked.

He only hummed. "Constance would always make that joke."

Const- ah. Hershel had talked about Constance Dove, Clive's caretaker.

She didn't want to think too much about his childhood. "She seemed like a fun lady," she simply said, hoping he wouldn't talk about things she couldn't change.

He didn't. "A dove would be too on the nose," and with that nonsense he closed his eyes. Claire immediately showed concern, because she was no longer glowing so it couldn't be the light bothering him.

She should get him out of there, and fast.

When she turned around, she was relieved to see the Laytonmobile appearing in the distance.

[liberty-mutual-138]

Imagine: Vasili having a private conversation with Abbey about his messed up life

Be careful it's filled with ANGST.

"Sometimes.. love knows how it'll make you fall for it, and also, give you that everlasting pain that'll remain in your soul as a scar. It can cut you so deeply.. sharply, than a knife. That if you sew to suture the wound.. it'll never seem to remove from the image. It will keep on reminding you.. that you would have never been this miserable and unfortunate.. if you had never met them. Never.. just never.."

"I loved Helen.. I did.. very much." Vasili tried not to break in front of Abbey. "But I was a fool. A scoundrel. That I fell for her and did what was necessary to win her heart. Now you don't say I was brainwashed that's why I couldn't remember anything but the point is.." He looks at Abbey with a hopeless and shattered look. "Why did I let this all happen to me? What was inside of me that truly SAID you need to choose this very path? What made me choose Perseus? How did I get to Adler? Why? Because I did it myself, Abbey.. I.. I chose this. I subconsciously decided to make myself suffer for the wrong I did. I chose the wrong side.. and.. here I am. Look at me." He smiled half-heartedly, with his arms half raised.

"I was naive. Even after being this intelligent? This witty? I.. I can't seem to.. to.." His voice shivered. "Break through this very situation? Only if.. I could have used my brain, I would have never—" Vasili tried not to sob and covered his eyes with his arm, sniffing a bit. "But I deserve it, Abbey. Because I truly deserve it. I was away killing off people without realising I was now stuck with a bunch of manic criminals who wanted to destroy the world. But me? I couldn't even raise my voice.. that it also made me stop using my mind! For what it had been finally used for without my true consciousness!" He clenched his hair and sat down, in a defeated state.

"I'm tired, Abbey.. I'm so tired.." He sobbed as he rubbed his whole face to wipe off the tears. "The KGB thinks I murdered our own General.. I lost Dimitri.. Adler wished if I was dead anyway.. and sure I gave him a lesson back there and showed him my new form.. but.. even after all that.. I still feel.. lost. Like all my roads ahead of me have been blocked. And I see nothing but.. darkness.. and the light faded before I could ever reach myself through it.." He smiles sadly. "Tells a lot.. maybe if.. Adler shot me back at the cliff.. all this suffering would have ended. And I would be at ultimate peace.. a-am I right, Abbey?"

STOP IT KHUSHI. STOP IT RIGHT NOW. STOP IT. YOU BETTER BE PAYING FOR MY THERAPY AFTER THIS CAUSE GIRL IM SOBBING. IM IN YOUR WALLS NOW 😭😭😭 I WILL GET BACK AT YOU FOR THIS! JUST YOU EFFING SEE. I CANT FUCKING STAND THESE TWO

SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE!

Abbey reached out, almost about to put her hand on Vasili’s shoulder, but pulled away before it could make contact. Instead, Abbey took a deep breath. She was at a loss of words, tears welling up in her eyes. After a moment of silence, she swallowed and spoke.

“Don’t say that, Vin—Vasili.” She mentally cursed herself for that mistake.

“I know you’re tired, and you’re angry, and you’re hopeless, and you feel like everyone in the world hates you and is out to get you, but wallowing in your own self loathing… you’re gonna end up wasting your life away. The paths aren’t blocked by some other entity, Vasili, you’re blocking them.”

“Wasting away means they won. That they got rid of you without even trying. Adler and Park, the rest of them responsible for what happened to you, That’s what they want- it’s what our governments do. They lie, manipulate, screw your brain up beyond recognition, then make you blame yourself for cracking under circumstances nobody could withstand.” Abbey’s voice was quiet, but there was a sharp edge to her words. Her anger, though subtle, was still evident behind the words, albeit not towards Vasili.

Noticing that she was tense, her fist were clenched, and was ranting, Abbey stopped to take a breath. Abbey’s demeanor softened as she took a seat next to Vasili, taking in his defeated expression. She gently removed his hands from his face and held onto them as she continued to speak.

“Vasili, I lo- I care about you. It’s hard for you to believe, I know, but I’m not asking you to. You’ve had every opportunity to kill me, you didn’t. You could’ve sent us all to Duga, you didn’t.”

“What I’m saying is, you’re not a bad person. You’ve done unforgivable things in the past, I refuse to put you on a pedestal, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t capable of doing good.”

Abbey sighed, and held onto his hands tighter.

“If you ever feel like you’re alone or don’t have a place to go, you can always stay here. I don’t need a warning, and you don’t need to talk to me if you don’t want. I can sleep on the cot and you can take the air mattress; the cats might jump on you in the night so I’d keep that in mind. Jazzy and Blue expect you to feed them at dawn.” She chuckled, before letting go of Vasili’s hands.

“They love you, the cats. They really do.” Something we have in common.

Abbey fades out of existence. Bro’s hallucinating 😭😭😭

[starres-stuff]

FFXIV Writes 2023 | Day 22 | Fulsome

Dimitri is left instructions by Vi on how to harvest her overabundant mint crop. Xixa appears right on time to help.

“Well, don’t you look cute Sonny?” The Sharlayan was currently down on his knees trimming the leaves off of his Sisters Gridania Mint Plants that she promised she would find a way to move eventually. This was painstaking work since the leaves were so fragile and overly abundant not to mention her instruction said that they had to be harvested specifically at six bells in the morning after as the moon entered its first quarter and was on the path to being full, herbalists he just didn’t understand them.

“Why do you always manage to find me when I am doing embarrassing things? This was one of those times when he couldn’t wear his fancy clothes and he had to tie his hair back so he didn’t even up with dirt in it, worse if it started to rain suddenly while he was doing this work. “Came to make sure you were doing what Vi asked you to do. Have to keep you on your toes especially since I know your Laurent is in that cottage behind us right now. You’d likely just sneak back into bed with him if I wasn’t here, Sonny.” Xixa padded and she gave a swift tug of his ponytail then knelt to supervise his work, giving that groan old people gave when they moved in certain ways.

“Oh, will you stop that!! I say again you are not old.” Dimitri grunted at her then started to return to clipping the leaves into the box that Vi had specified in her letter. This was rewarded with a lazy flick to his ear, the kind that made the length of it tingling. Xixa must have known a lot of Elezen in her day because she knew exactly where to hit and how hard.

“Ow! Did you wake up and just choose to be violent this morning?” Dimitri's eyes narrowed and he reached up with his free hand to rub his ear.

“Nah, after you are around Elezen long enough you learn how to put them in their place. If you were my mate I would just slap your ass, but you aren’t, You are my student so you get the ear flick. The only Elezen I never had to flick in the ear is Vi. She is a very obedient woman, you know.”

Dimitri grunted again, then returned to the plant he had been harvesting. It was only one of the twenty or so plants he would have to have clipped by twelve bells when Vi came by to pick up the box he had been putting the leaves into. “Well excuse me for not being as perfect as little Miss..” he didn’t get the last word out of his mouth for the evil Miqo’te had managed to land yet another flick to the ridge of his ear this one was even harder than the first, and it was very likely that it would leave a mark.

“Ow!!” He yelled again, this time swatting at Xixa. “You are an absolute menace and you continue to act like you are an old lady? I don’t think you are old at all, I think you just pretend to be old so people leave you the fuck alone. You, You are an imp if ever I saw one and I have met three thank you very much.” Dimitri tried to sound angry, or the very best annoyed but he just couldn’t. All he could do was stare at his mentor, waiting for her reaction to his words and when he didn’t get one he ended up tilting his head stumped at how she took things in such stride.

“The mint thinks you are cute as well.” She pointed to the plant he was working on “They like when you laugh. That one over there wants to know where Vi is, and the one on the far side wants to know when it is their turn their leaves feel heavy.”

“No, do not start that again Xixa. I had nightmares about you talking to the vines the other night when they tried to bind me to the wall after dinner. That is a very unsettling talent you Hearers have” A chill went down his spine, and over he moved to the next plant. It was only the third one he had touched since six bells since part of his yard work had been him napping until an acorn hit him in the head from above. “Fuck why does she need so many of these plants.” he had barely gotten the words out of his mouth when he saw the Miqo’te pull sheers from her apron pocket and head around to the other side of the garden plot.

“She doesn’t need them, Sonny, she enjoyed them. They were the friends she didn’t have and the companions she needed. After your Aunt Doshaine passed on to the Sea, Vi was here alone for nearly a cycle before she met that Clement of hers and even then it was some time before she began to go out of the woods to see him or go on one of those date things.”

Dimitri found himself looking back towards the cottage where Laurent slept. While things were getting easier, he didn’t want him to wake up to Xixa talking about Viviane so openly in the yard first thing in the morning, and his brow creased while he listened for any sound of noise from the interior of the cabin. When he didn’t hear anything he went back to his work even though he knew Laurent was the quietest man he had ever met and could be just about anywhere if he wanted to be without being noticed.

“This yard, the various gardens. This was what kept her happy. She would spend most of her morning tending them. They were there for her when she was sad, when she was lonely when she wanted to share good news or just sit down and cry. These plants, as abundant as their harvest is each time they are ready, helped her to thrive when she could not do it on her own. There are days I have wondered if your Sister could be a Hearer herself. She denies it but I know she can speak to spirits, I heard her do it more than once.” Xixa sighed then, the clip of her shears becoming constant, the sound, one of the most soothing that Dimitri had ever heard.

“I doubt that you will ever get her to agree with you.” He commented across the plants, the box beside him starting to fill faster now as he followed the rhythm that Xixa had put in place with her cuts. Now and then he would hear the Miqo’te laugh across the way and that chill went down his spine again. It was the strangest thing to him to know that the woman could hear what the plants were muttering about while they cut but he could not.

“Viviane does not seem to be keen on labeling anything. We spoke the other day of the Guilds and formalized registering for those with gifts. She feels very strongly that it is wrong, and a means to control the people.” What he didn’t tell Xixa was that he found himself starting to agree with his Sister, he had already spent several nights lost in thought over the conversation that they had, and he expected there to be plenty more nights like that in his future.

“Can’t say I blame the lass. Hells of a life she had, always shite on the bottom of someone’s shoe. Think she relates better to plants than people most of the time. Her feelings are all bundled up in there can hear it in her music though. Heard yer a singer as well Sonny. Are you constipated too?”

“Xixa what kind of question is that!” He grumped across the plants, nearly cutting his finger on the shears as he did she had gotten his feathers ruffled.

“Feelings can be constipated as well. I tell my kits that all the time. Gotta get that shite out or it will plug you right up. Life is short, Sonny. We have to get over ourselves and move on. Put our feelings on the table, and just take what we want. If we don’t? Well then regret by the time you hit my age, all those people who walked into your life then hustled out because you weren’t ready. Have to come to terms with things and just walk into the unknown.”

Dimitri moved on to the fourth plant, and then the fifth. The harvest was a good one, and the company, despite the emotional outpouring, was also good. “I think you mean they can be pent-up Xixa.” He couldn’t help but chuckle at the woman as he worked. He knew she was right, it was true. There were many things he never got to say to his friends, things he had wanted them to know before he knew it. It was too late.”

[deathbirby]

For that last anon saying the Nabateans were striving for coexistence and all that, just remember that what the stans are saying is literally just made up. It's the version of the game they want to be correct to fit their agenda for the version of Edelgard they created within their own space together. It's definitely frustrating, but no matter how pro-Edelgard and anti-Nabatean they are, what they said in those comments is just objectively not true.

I guess this is the result of people twisting the context of a story for so long, and/or just being so bias that they let it color over what the story is actually saying because they WANT to see it a certain way. That or they just use that as their "owning the haters" go to arguments, and they've used them for so long that they believe that those arguments are actually within the confines of the game.

It's like how if someone tells themselves something is true long enough, they actually start to believe it. Maybe at first they did know full well none of that was true (if they didn't they're just fucking dumbasses plain and simple), but they argued it so long to "own the haters" that just forgot it wasn't canon and started to really believe it.

They use their obsession over Edelgard to color things entirely in her favor, even if it didn't actually happen. Instead of liking/loving Edelgard and agreeing with her, still seeing Rhea as bad and evil and needing to be killed and still giving in-game reasons for their views, they just make entire backstories and bullshit up. They do that to Dimitri too. Anyone who opposes Edelgard they just fabricate their role in the story to make them as horrific as possible so that Edelgard looks just and heroic. They create things out of thin air because they've run out of their in-game arguments that haven't already been run over frontwards and backwards by an 18 wheeler.

None of what they say is even based in canon at this point. It's definitely frustrating (and also because of how MANY of them believe this stuff within their hivemind), but at this point they don't even like the same game as us. In their minds they've played something completely different. Let them stew by themselves in their made up bullshit in their hivemind that they circle jerk over while we have fun enjoying the game we were given with the actual context that actually exists.

Also, just because not everyone in that server agreed with the downright Nazi logic that mod person gave doesn't mean they don't literally think the same way. They ALL believe in the Nabatean genocide and want that because Edelgard does. It doesn't matter the exact logic that leads them to that conclusion - at the end of the day, they're still advocating for genocide and using completely bonkers and fake excuses for it to be "the right thing". And why do they do all this? Because their pixel waifu wants it, so they do too and they will justify anything she does no matter how horrific (but you can bet your entire neighborhood that if a man did anything she does, they'd condemn it).

Says a lot about who they are as people. Imo leave them to rot in their corner together. Either real life will give them a wake up call one day or they'll just continue to rot.

Canon does disprove just about everything that they're saying, which makes it double weird how they came to that conclusion.

Honestly, anon, you've got such a giant ask here that I'm afraid of even touching it with my own comments haha.

But yes, it does seem to be a case of "Edelgard has to be good. She can't ally with bad people, so bad people need to be good. That means the enemy of bad people are now bad people who deserved the awful things that happened to them."

Still, I don't think everyone in that server believes in pro-genocide rhetoric. Some people have actively spoken out against it. You either get bullied into submission or banned.

Unforunately, we did try to just enjoy our canon material... only to get block evaded by some guy with no life.

[glebxoc]

Chapter 3

Matronas POV

"God, how could they, there are a lot of Anastasia's, we believe rumors we would have a hole army, глупый (Stupid) "

I say more to my self than to Anya, still angry

"Who does he think he is in that nice Uniform, in that big Offices "

"Gleb Vaganov" I hear Anya say.

"What kind of name is that unbelievable"

"But what if it's true" Anya whispers

"What ?" I ask confused

"If what is true?" I ask now looking at her.

She stood there looking at the ground. She takes a deep breath and looks up.

"What if am Anastasia" She says with such Pride it makes my heat hurt.

"You can't be Anya, they are dead" I say with a sad smile.

"But what if "

"no what ifs, there are no ifs, I saw the blood in the snow I heard the screams the shots they are dead, it's the only thing me and that Bleb can agree on"

I say now, raising my voice, it hurt to remember that event, it left a stain on my soul that could never be washed away.

"Do you remember When I told you that I remember something just today, it was because of that, I met two men Dimitri and Vlad they are willing to take me to Paris, they believe that I'm here too." she says with light tears in her eyes

"Oh Anya" I say softly, raising my hand to cup her face, but she flinched away. It shocks me, and hurt me at the same time, I lowered my hand on a level where she can take it.

"Come Anya we are going home" I said. But she looked at my hand and then my face with a look I couldn't right 

" No, I'm going to Paris, I am Anastasia Nikolajewna Romanov if you believe it or not" and with that she stormed off,

"Anya !" I screamed after her, but she was gone, she will find her way back, I just hope she doesn't get hurt or anything.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, …

Anya didn't find her way back, and she is nowhere to be found. Now I did it, she is dead too, probably laying in some ally. My hole body shock at that image. This cant be, I really can't take care of anybody can I. It has been two days now, and I don't see another way out, even If it disgusts every cell in my body It's for Anya. I try not to throw up at the thought of seeing him again, but I can't really do something different. I walk by the guards, ignoring the orders to stop. I just walk into the Office and there he stood on the telephone. He just had hung up and looked up.

"Oh look, the murder without name" he said with mockery in his voice. " Why do I own the pleasure ?" He asks.

"Anya is gone, I can't find her so," I posed god I hate this  "I'm asking you to help me, I don't know another way to find her "

"you are asking me after what kind speech you gave last time, really brave of you" He said straighten his Jacked

" I care for Anya, she is like family for me, and I'm worried" the last pared was whispered.

"She is on her way to Paris, with two men one old one young, she really believes to be Anastasia." he said

"Why do you that?" I ask confused why he knows that, then it clicks.

"You're going after her" I 

"I'm coming with you" I said fast

"No" he answered.

" Hell I will, I need to know if she is okay, and I'm not waiting here for you to bring her back" I say

"Also I can't really believe that you would follow somebody just for some small law break" I pause again. "Unless you really think she could be Anastasia "

" Your fast I see" he said

"what are you going to do to her if she is ?" I ask, a little scared about the answer.

"End what my father began" He said. It confused me, what does his father have to do with this then I remember, Vaganov, It was the name of one of the guard, could it be ? No ?"

"Your father were one of them, wasn't he ? " I ask.

"Yes."

"Well then I'm 100% coming with you" I say fast

"I can't have that, sorry, you have to stay here "

" OH, ерунда (Bullshit) you will be sorry if you leave me here, I will make your journey a living hell" I say, and I meant it

He seemed to think, before he said yes

"I can use your knowledge about Anya to find her we will be leaving at 2PM can you do that ?" he asks

"Of course" I say

he stretches out his hand to me

"I'm deputy commissioner Gleb Vaganov"

"Matrona Maorzov" I say shaking his hand but letting go quick after, even tho his hand was … Nope it was his nothing more.

" Then I will see you on the train station, a good day Ma'm" he said, I wanted to correct him, but he was already gone. Хуй тебе! (Fuck you)

[daysofourlivesrecaps]

Monday, 3 July 2023

When I stopped doing these a couple of weeks ago, I said it was because I had other stuff to do. The actual reason is that I was feeling a bit jerked around — like a bunch of plots were just running in place, and not delivering much in the way of compelling drama. 

I know soaps are kind of known for this, but Days hasn’t actually done much of it since I started watching! Certainly not with this many plotlines for this prolonged of a period. I don’t know if it’s related to the writer’s strike or if we just hit a rough patch, but honestly it’s not going to take much to catch you up on the past two weeks.

EJ and Kristen are still tied up in the not-so-secret wine cellar. Today they got discovered by Leo, who just wanders in via the secret tunnels that extend throughout Salem. Which is fortuitous for EJ and Kristen, but Leo really should remember that the last time he helped himself to the Secrets of DiMera Castle, he was a murder suspect for like three months.

After making a bunch of actually-kind-of-funny (for Leo) implications about incestuous sex dungeons, he unties them! Finally!

Megan was actually just about ready to let them go, and had injected them with a drug that wiped their recent memories. (Dr. Rolf called this drug CRS-somethingorother, as in “Can’t Remember Shit,” as in your dad’s favorite joke.) Which means they no longer remember why they were tied up here in the first place (because they discovered Megan’s plot to kill Stefan.)

Said plot is well underway, as Stefan and Gabi have an engagement party with all the DiMeras (apart from the two I just accounted for) in the same room again! 

Even Chad made it for this one! And he’s heckling the entire thing to his date (Stephanie), which is exactly what I would do if I got dragged to a family event I didn’t want to be at. aka literally any family event. 

Little Johnny Douchebag is also here. Because Wendy wanted an excuse to dress up nice and he’s still about thirty seconds away from losing her to Trip forever. I told you you didn’t miss a lot!

Gwen is also here, as Dimitri’s date. I don’t know shit about fashion, but I do know this: of all the excellent sparkle dresses at this party, Gwen’s sparkle dress is the best sparkle dress.

Then Harris Michaels, newly re-hypnotized to do Megan’s evil bidding, shows up to murder Stefan.

Meanwhile, Li is delivering an entirely unconvincing monologue outside the venue when he’s interrupted by Rafe.

Rafe, in addition to being the police commissioner, is Gabi’s brother. I don’t think this has come up before. He remembers the shitty stuff Li did to make Gabi love him (gross), a list that includes the attempted murder of Stefan and the successful mind control of Gabi herself.

So Rafe tells Li to fuck off on home. Which Li does. And then he fantasizes about Gabi coming over to be comforted after Stefan is murdered. 

Which is definitely how this is all going to go down, buddy. A+ handle on reality, there. No notes.

Back at the party, Harris reveals that he was sent here by… Li Shin. Which is actually, despite the circumstantial evidence I sort-of alluded to a second ago, not entirely true! Not because Li doesn’t want Stefan dead. But because he’s much too dim-witted to concoct such an evil scheme.

Terrified of losing the love of her life again, Gabi actually jumps on Harris! 

I assumed she was going to be shot in the ensuing chaos, given that her performer is leaving the show soon, but that’s not what happens! Instead, it’s Megan who gets accidentally shot! Oh no! She was the actual mastermind behind all of this, but we like Megan!

Fortunately they’re able to get her to the hospital in time, thanks to Gwen’s quick thinking (“I’ll call an ambulance,” she says to a dozen people with cell phones who didn’t even consider doing that). She’s also able to comfort Dimitri as his beloved Mother recovers, continuing the fantastic thread of “Dimitri is supposed to trick her into marrying him but now he’s actually falling in love with her for real.” 

Which makes me happy, because Gwen deserves something nice for a change.

EJ and Kristen emerge from the tunnels. Nicole, who was furious at EJ for abandoning her, realizes what actually happened and returns to doing what she does best: lying about the fact that EJ walked in on her just having kissed Eric. (Seriously, you missed nothing there. I could have dropped in two years from now and the same basic thing would be true of Nicole. This is just what she has always done and apparently will always do.)

Rafe arrests Li for the whole “sending Harris to kill Stefan” thing. But not before allowing Gabi and Stefan to enter first and taunt him a bit.

Which seems cruel but you know what they say: you’ve got to be cruel.

[chaoticrebels]

As blue hues roamed over the features of the male, he couldn't deny that there was almost something familiar about him. Almost as if he has seen him before but Dimitri had no memory of it, so he shook off the feeling. Focused on the words that left the other's mouth, though he almost wish he hadn't cause he could feel his cheeks heat up a bit with how the male had said it. ❝Bold of you to assume that there will be a later.❞ The prince remarked with a smirk, thinking over the question carefully. Wasn't quite sure where he was going now, his only plan was to leave the country for awhile. But now that wasn't happening and he still didn't want to go home, didn't want to deal with what was most likely awaiting him. So he couldn't really say, even if he did know, he didn't know how wise it would be to tell someone he just met where he was going. ❝Hm, that is actually a good question but the answer is for me to know and you to wonder. But maybe if you play your cards right, I'll tell you.❞ Practically purring the words out, would he though? Who knows for sure, maybe if it meant a way of getting away from here before the press showed up. But that would be reckless, even more reckless than he already was being.

However as soon as Dimitri heard the question, he couldn't help but to sigh. Fingers moving the strands that rested upon his forehead as he ran his fingers through his hair once more. He knew the correct answer to that but fuck being address as such when he wanted a moment of where he could just be himself, not the Romanov heir. At least he was the one person to ask HIM about how he should in a way, which the male appreciated. ❝You can assume that I'm never off the proverbial clock, it's the price that comes with being the heir of the house of Romanov. But you can call me Dimitri, prefer you address me as such. Not that I'd force you too because that's not fair so guess address me however you want to.❞ He remarked with a nonchalant shrug. ❝But the question is what should I call you? Since you clearly know who I am but I am at a lost for whom you are, which I don't think is very fair. Especially if I'm supposed to make it up to you later.❞ The Romanov heir mused, making his voice as sultry as he could master in return.

➫ SYLAS was on a mission, undercover and full of vim and vigor. His entire life outside of prison had been one big rebellion, gathering followers, taking out the mage-seekers and royal families with the highest wealth. His followers and himself felt that the end of a genocide of mages were coming to an end, with their last victory in Demacia, they could finally find their own plot of land and settle down. There was one more royal family, though, Sylas felt he had to handle himself. None of his people could do this like he could, and shoving aside his feelings about the royals was out of the question. He hated them for all the money they, and other influential rich families, had given for the hunting of his kind, people like him who use magic, hiding their own sons and daughters, who were magic users, from the law.

He was from no influential house, a paupers salary was all he knew, from the first day he enlisted in the mage-seekers and the final day. The day he, through no fault of his own, discovered he had intense magical abilities, he was locked up, even after serving so loyally for twelve years. It was personal for him this time, not that he cared much how personal it was or wasn't, the job would get done one way or another. He could count on that. His blood would always boil for more than peace, he would not settle down. Sylas didn't think he could, there was such a rage in his heart for the hypocritical upper class, and for him, nothing happens without a purpose. He wasn't even watching his target, the princeling who ran away from home, too noticeable in public. Clearly, he didn't had a good enough eye on him though, because the next thing he knows he's being bulldozed over. It took him back a step, but otherwise, Sylas pretty much towered over this guy.

He couldn't help his mouth either, upon making such contact with the guy, he can definitely say he did live up to the image Sylas had of this guy in his mind, granted it had been a few years since he was in high society but still. He smirked, unable to hide his amusement at the bumbling prince. "Hey, it's no problem. You can make it up to me later. Where are you headed?" His voice was as sultry as he could make it, trying to appear as non-threatening as possible, his real intentions hidden. The ex-con didn't want to give this royal the impression he was interesting in anything other than being friendly. "Should I address you a certain way or can I assume you're off the proverbial clock?"

[thankskenpenders]

Folks.

I am tired. I am so tired. I don't want to be making this post at 6 a.m. on the Saturday following the release of the new Sonic movie. (I would have made this post earlier in the night, but the ask box is still off because I'm supposed to be on hiatus while I finish my game, so I'm only hearing about this now.)

But, unfortunately, the ride never ends

The short version: Based on descriptions of certain scenes from fans, Penders believes that some of the echidna backstory stuff for Knuckles in the new movie is inspired by his work, like Sonic Chronicles before it. Because he was not involved and he is the legal owner of all of his Archie Sonic material, he is looking into pursuing legal action. (A lawsuit is not happening at the moment. We are at the "he's tweeting about wanting his lawyers to talk to Paramount's lawyers" stage. Well have to wait and see what happens after that.)

(This post will contain spoilers for some exposition dump lore stuff in Sonic 2. It does not spoil the ending or anything like that.)

Instead of paraphrasing him, here are his own words:

Now, a disclaimer: I haven't seen the movie. I'll be seeing it Monday at the soonest. I can't currently say how close the echidna stuff is to Ken's work

Based purely on his word here, the claim that Enerjak is in it because an echidna powers up with the Master Emerald sounds like a massive reach compared to the obvious inspiration the Nocturnus Clan took from the whole Dark Legion saga. Like, Sonic Team created the Master Emerald, and it's a power-granting macguffin belonging to the echidnas. That's just what it is, and it has been since before Penders wrote the whole Enerjak storyline. (And hell, I can't believe I'm saying this, but Ken should give himself more credit if he thinks "echidna who powered up with the Emerald" is all Dimitri/Enerjak is. That's one of his more fondly remembered characters!) Knuckles' dad in the film, on the other hand... well, again, I haven't seen it, but at least one person I know who's seen it genuinely thought it was Locke, so uh... he might have more of an argument there. Or it might literally just be "Knuckles has a dad." I don't know yet. Many people in his Twitter mentions are saying they're completely different, but people have been saying that about the Nocturnus Clan for years and that's complete bullshit, so I'm withholding judgment. I'll comment on this further in a few days after I've seen the movie

However, like me, Ken has also not seen the movie yet. He may or may not have a case here, but I think that him tweeting out all of this before he's even seen it with his own eyes is extremely foolish. Yes, fans are making comparisons, but there's also a segment of the fandom that's constantly tattling to him and snitching tagging him on Twitter over every little thing because they want him to start shit. And boy, this really doesn't do anything to dispel the "Penders thinks he owns the concept of echidnas or fictional characters having parents" jokes that I've been trying to clear up for years. Thanks, Ken

Look. Most Sonic fans don't like Penders. This goes without saying. But in all fairness, I will say that if they did base anything off of the material that Penders owns (and, again, can't confirm or deny that myself right now), then he should be compensated for that. Whatever your opinion of the old Archie legal battle, he owns that stuff, period. And no matter how much you like these movies, Paramount is not your friend. They're a huge media conglomerate, and this movie is gonna make hundreds of millions of dollars. They can afford to throw a comic guy a bone if they used his material. Comic creatives deserve to be compensated fairly for their work, even ones we don't like. Yeah, this whole situation is absurd, but I don't want folks to lose sight of that

Hopefully, if he does have a case, that's all that happens. He gets cut a paycheck and it ends there. If he doesn't have a case, he's up against fucking Paramount trying to defend their latest tentpole blockbuster film franchise. Whatever happens, I sincerely doubt that this will put future films in any sort of danger, so please don't let that fear color your response to this news. He does not want to cancel the movies. He wants royalties. And again, there is no lawsuit happening right now. Please do not go spreading around rumors about there being another lawsuit. We're currently at the phase where he tweets about wanting to talk to his lawyers, and tweets are not legal action

But boy. It just never ends, huh? Jesus fucking Christ. Whatever the end result, I bet Paramount's gonna be going over the story ideas for the Knuckles show with a fine-toothed comb. Or maybe they'll just pay Penders off and lean into it. Who knows! I don't. I am not a lawyer, I am a random furry artist who has become the Sisyphus of the Sonic comic fandom. Like Sisyphus, my torments never end, so expect more posts about this as this situation develops (if it goes anywhere)

(In the meantime: please don't bother arguing with Penders on Twitter about this. I know it's fun to try to ratio him, but no argument, no matter how airtight, is going to convince him of anything in the court of Twitter. Even if he is often full of shit, he is right when he says that he's successfully argued the case for his copyrights in court, and you are a random Sonic fan presumably less than half his age. It's not worth it. Go enjoy your weekend.)

[rinadragomir]

2 episode reaction

Episode 1 reaction is here

"Everything sucks" I get you Rose

Please don't fuck please don't fuck please don't fuck I was just talking about things going too fast for both of you, don't fuck, please don't fuck

Mikhail, the light of this show, my baby, I don't care what you do as long as you're on the screen 🥹✨

Book Christian would burn that guy alive, just saying ;)

Alberta was one of the best book characters and she's one of the best show characters. Actually number 2 for me💁🏼‍♀️

Sonya my Sonya, how did they even manage to find such pretty actress? She's fucking gorgeous ✋🏼

Hey you know what, Mikhail/Sonya is the best written couple so far. Tension✅ no cringe dialogues ✅ they act so natural around each other ✅

You can clearly see that Kieron Moor read VA books, the way he portraits Dimitri is very accurate.👏

This episode actually is way better than the first one. Romitri dynamic is really nice

Can someone please fix Christian's lines, they're fucked. "What makes your heart beat?😏" heartbeat is triggered by electrical impulses, you stupid bitch, go and study or I'm gonna bully you instead of that guy and it's not a good replacement for you.

Romitri "straight from the book" dialogues 🥺🥹, thank God they got their dynamic right

More of Mikhail 🥺 listen, as a book fan, I would never think I'd love him so much, he's literally the best character in this show, no joke

"Is there anything you want to tell me Lissa?" B-bitch r u blind? Isn't it obvious you dumb— ... Okay I'm fine about it

I've actually felt Lissa's panic, good scene🫣 I just need more of my girls supporting each other 😭

Divergent is not such a good movie to steal scenes from, but okay, this one was good😑

No but let's talk about it, I loved Lissa/Christian relationship in the books, they were kinda refreshing, but here... There's sth off about them. It's too out of sudden, too fast and they had like 3 scenes together and they never even talked about something's personal, it was all about 1) "hey help me with this book" 2) "hey help me with magic" 3) "hey I'm dumb and I don't know how to say thank you so I'll just act offended till u kiss me"

Yes I'm a hypocritical whore👉🏻👈🏻, yes I SCREAMED MY LUNGS OUT when Dimitri caught his future wife. So what? What will you do?💁🏼‍♀️

Showrunners saw me complimenting Sonya/Mikhail and added "I don't like normal girls" "I talk to birds" dialogue....Im— okay.....

"he carried you here in those big manly arms of his" Lissa, babe just don't fall for her husband, I'm done with euphoria already

Shut up

Shut up

SHUT UP ARE THEY TRYING TO MAKE 2-LESBIAN-BULLIES-COUPLE?! IS THIS WHAT HAPPENING RN?! I'm ready! Gimme it RIGHT NOW I need it, I crave it😭😱

Maybe Rose and Lissa accepted their connection too casually

That strigoi attack scene was too chaotic

I'll give this episode 7/10 cause I'm really kind today