#and the strategists are apparently also shit

[alphataurifan]

yuki's own strategists are his biggest opps fr

[eir-trixa]

WOTTG SPOILERS AFTER THE CUT

.

.

.

Can you believe Rick is validating me in my Percy-is-the-most-empathic-character take? I have legal basis but boi does it feel nice to have canon confirmation.

Second that book was short af I got the gist of it all while reading for like an hour.

Third, we addressed everyone else’s trauma. Percy’s still the group therapist LMAO 😭😭😭

Fourth, my son is such a good kid yall, this is why I lose five years of my life when someone insults or when he insults himself jfc my child.

Im honestly still processing and I have to reread the ending. Did it address Percy’s issues? Im going to go with “a bit” and call it a night. I mean, I guess it did? Percy got to unload and help Gale and Hecuba. We got an insight to how he’s managing to stay up and fighting and good despite all the shit he’s put into. Honestly the fact that he saw the humanity in Gale and Hecuba, that he saw their pain and grief and thats what made them trust him, that is so good. And the way he related to them. Goodness. And it highlights again how good a person he is, how much he feels and cares. I mean, he cried cause he had to send Mrs O Leary away, I cant with this kid-

I supposed what Im left unsatisfied with is how he still perceives himself as dumb? Baby, you survived San Fran for two months as a homeless kid without memories and pursued by different monsters who cant die. Youre the furthest thing from dumb.

He cant see this of course and while it was slightly addressed(?) by Annabeth telling him to his face that she doesnt give him enough credit, that he’s pretty smart, I dont think thats enough for addressing this particular issue. There was a time in the middle that he almost snapped because he thought Annabeth probably thinks him too dumb to know what to do next. Which I understand is frustrating to him. But to be fair this book made him look at Annabeth for a solution a lot. Theres also little comments about how when he cant think of anything - which is every 60 seconds apparently according to him- he looks at Annabeth. This doesnt help the co dependent allegations LMAO. Idk, I will die on the Hill that Percy is one of the smartest people in the series, not just emotionally but also in strategy. And theres, of course, nothing wrong with looking at the genius strategist for answers. Ive mixed feelings because definitely this is more of a Percy-insecurity issue than an Annabeth-being-bossy issue. But okay. One more book, heres to hoping we get more heart to heart on that front because Im 999998% sure she doesnt mean to make him feel stupid, Percy’s just got a lot of demons to fight but this in particular they need to figure out together. Still, its obvious how much they care for each other still. If only Dave and Hana did not piss me off at the start Id probably be a little more lenient about this.

Annabeth’s fatal flaw also makes a comeback, we love to see it.

And Sally Estelle Jackson. Now we have to find out wth is Percy’s middle name cause if Sally has one odds are she gave her son too. Trust me. Im Filipino. Iykyk.

Lastly, while I will forever and ever and ever support the trio from pjotv (theyre perfect and have done nothing wrong ever) I can see Rick’s injecting their personalities into the books. Im not sure if he does this on purpose or just subconsciously LMAO. Some of Grover’s dialogue is definitely inspired by Aryan. Percy being Lanky? Walker through and through, especially with his growth spurt lmao, and Annabeth’s confidence? All Leah. I can see what Rick’s trying to do. Ive no opinion on this, just pointing it out. I do love love love the live action. Just. I can see you Rick. You aint slick.

So there. I probably would need to reread the book properly at some point.

[spicywhenspeaking]

heaters out: noah x reader

Just some fluff about you and Noah dealing with a little power outage during your weekend away.

🥶🌬️⛄️❄️🩵

“Its freezing, Noah can you check make sure the heater is on please?” you ask from the bundle of blankets you’re buried under on the bed. Noah surprised you by whisking you away for the weekend to a secluded bed and breakfast in th mountains.

“Oh shit.” You hear noah mumble from the other side of the room. “Umm, I think the power is out. Let me run down to the front desk and ask really quick.” He runs over to where you’re huddled and gives the top of your head a kiss before quickly exiting.

You get out of bed to add more layers on, one of Noahs hoodies he brought back from tour and a second pair of fuzzy socks you packed. Hoping back under your mountain of covers you wait for Noah to get back. Several minuets pass and Noah returns with a bundle of fire wood, more blankets and a thermos of something.

“Well a few things.” He begins. “The power is out and we are snowed in for at least the next day or two until the snow plows can get up to clear the roads. Good news is I have firewood, more blankets and hot chocolate.” He throws the blankets onto the already comically large lump on the bed and sets to building a fire in the fire place. Thats the great thing about staying in cute bnb’s like this. Each room has a beautiful fire place but unfortunatly the electrical work is old and apparently prone to outages when the snowfall is heavy.

Crawling out of the cave of blankets, you move to sit on the small loveseat next to Noah as he pours two mugs full of steaming hot chocolate. “There is also a huge collection of games down in the library if you want me to beat you at monopoly again.” Noah jokes and you knock into his shoulder “hey! You totally skimmed from the bank last time.”

The two of you laugh as you warm up by the fire and drink the delicious chocolaty beverage that heats you from the inside out. “This is the best hot chocolate i’ve ever had.” You groan as you finish the last sip. Noah grabs a blanket off the the bed and you cuddle closer together, watching the fire shift in orange and reds and hear the wood crack and splinter. “They said they’d bring some more wood when it’s closer to dinner time so we should stay plenty warm tonight.” Noah tells you. We spend most of the day cuddled and reading by the fire.

Before dinner, which is soup the owner of the air bnb cooked over the fireplace in the main room. We played a game of monopoly like Noah suggested and he beats you. “How!? How are you so good at this game? You- you capitalist!” You joke and he holds his hand to his chest, gripping his heart. “Capitalist? I resent that, I’m just a master strategist.” You roll your eyes and laugh “okay, okay, but next time I get to pick the game.” He holds out his hand to shake and says “you got a deal.”

“Perfect. Strip poker it is.” His eyes widen and then he gets knowing look in his eyes. “You’re just trying to get me naked arent you? Last poker night you nearly got Jolly to bet the keys to his new car.” You both laugh because you’ve always won when you played poker. “What can I say, I guess I’m just lucky.” He leans over the small table you were playing at and kisses you softly. “I think I’m the lucky one.”

After eating you decide to both bundle up and go on a walk in the snow.

“Wow, it's so beautiful. I haven’t seen snow like this since I was a kid” you pick up some of the snow in your hands and ball it up tight. Noah is looking out onto the snow covered field so he doesn’t see you when you wind up to lob a snowball right into his left shoulder.

“oh! It’s on now!” He exclaims as he rushes to make his own snowball to throw in retaliation. The two of you spend the next 20 minutes until the sun has begun to set, throwing snowballs at each other until you start to feel the cold sneaking into your coats.

“Okay, time to go in and warm up” Noah says as he wraps his arms around your shoulder and ushers you back inside the bnb.

Heading back up to the room you get inside and quickly remove the first layer of our snow covered clothes. Hanging them to dry on the coat rack while Noah goes to start up the fire again.

In your warmest pajamas you sit cuddled on the love seat in front of the fireplace as Noah opens the bottle of wine the owner gave him after dinner and pours you each a glass. “This, along with the fire should warm us up pretty fast.” I comment as I take a sip of the silky red liquid. “I can think of a few other ways we could warm up.” Noah says in a sultry voice as he leans to place a soft kiss to my neck.

[butwhatifidothis]

I LOVED To Be a Creature, and it genuinely creeped me out to see the things Edelgard and Hubert said to Byleth (though it's the same as the game, stripped out of its voice acting and background music, the dialogue is so much more horrifying). Really makes me wonder if Edelgard's love for Byleth is genuine in any way. Do you think there's any real love there or is it just obsession?

Thank you!!! I had a feeling that placing Edelgard and Hubert's words in a context that isn't meant to make them look flattering would really let their casual racism shine, and I'm glad it's seeming like that is in fact the impression people are getting lol. SO sorry for the late answer btw 😭😭😭

As for whether Edelgard's love is genuine... I got opinions lmao.

got a bit long lmao under the cut it goes

If Edelgard felt the way she does for Byleth on exclusively SS and CF, I could maybe see how this is a "genuine" love (insofar as a love steeped in "I may hate your race but you're special and Not Like The Other Ones because I think you're special to me" can, uh, ever be genuine, in any case). But because Edelgard still feels as strongly towards Byleth on AM and VW where she quite literally never talks to them directly in any meaningful way, it becomes waaaaay more like she's just weirdly obsessed with this person who saved her one singular time ever five years ago from an attack Edelgard set up. It makes the "love" way more forced and contrived and obviously trying to squeeze tears out of the player for standing up against the cute girly trying to murder them. Or, alternatively, it makes Edelgard come off as manipulative, saying that she just wanted to walk with Byleth and it makes her so sad to HAVE to fight Byleth because BYLETH wouldn't stand by HER - and she's saying this on AM/VW to a person she's talked to in conversation a cumulative, what? Hour? Two? Maybe a few days, being nice? Over the course of, being as absolutely generous as physically possible and not counting the five years Byleth was missing... two fucking years? She's shitting herself over fighting this stranger she doesn't fucking know? Yeah, sure buddy, whatever you say - you see what I mean?

And honestly even outside of those two routes, I think it's more that she sees Byleth as being hers rather than actually liking them for who they are. A body to stand next to her and tell her how right she is and comfort her - who doesn't have the background of "I was literally raised to think this is my only purpose in life" muddying the sincerity of the brown-nosing - who also happens to also act as The Perfect Fighter and The Perfect Strategist to actively help her get what she wants. That view of Byleth being a tool doesn't really go away unless they marry her, seen by how they quite literally get nothing for all they've done for Edelgard should they go unmarried to a noble (guess they just weren't meritable enough once their use to her was done).

As well as how much more Edelgard doesn't like Byleth disagreeing with her or otherwise going against her flow than pretty much anyone else in the game - you lose supports points if you don't think the Black Eagle Strike Force name she made is good, she quickly denies the notion that Byleth is detached from others/emotions and insists they are just like she is, she gives them the same callous and thoughtless words she was apparently given once in her life while they are in the midst of mourning their recently murdered father so that they get over it already and get back to being useful to her (directly saying she will only reach out her hand when it's time for HER to move forward, not when BYLETH heals from WATCHING THEIR DAD DIE IN THEIR FUCKING ARMS MAYBE A WEEK AGO). She never treats Byleth kindly unless they do everything she wants, which like. Isn't love???? At all????

There's just this... weirdly possessive air Edelgard has around Byleth that always threw me off, especially with how easily she admits to have been willing to kill them so far into CF and how readily she cuts ties with them the second the fighting's done (which is particular because how just how clingy she was to Byleth everywhere else - you know during all that time Byleth had a use to her). Incorporating that into being an intentional part of her character is certainly interesting, but not in a way that's flattering to the idea of Edelgard genuinely being in love with Byleth lmao.

Personally tho, even disregarding almost everything else, the simple explanation is that I don't think you can really sit there and say you love someone while openly hating part of their racial heritage. Wild thought, I know lmao

[broodwolf221]

happy friday! i said i'd send you tethraghast, and here it is :3 from the "as said by cassandra" prompt list: perhaps this would be a good time to stop talking.

hehehehehe oh this was FUN. im love them 😭also what a fitting prompt @dadrunkwriting 636 words cws: none

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but you’ve already read that part.” She winced as Varric approached, resisting the urge to slam the book shut and try to hide it. Useless.

“That is true,” she admitted simply. He snorted, then sat down on the bench beside her.

“You’re actually rereading it? Seriously?” Under the apparent shock she swore he sounded a bit flustered, glancing over at him. His eyes were wide.

“It seems so,” was all she said, beginning to feel a little more playful than defensive. 

“Seeker, it’s really not that good of a story.” He sounded almost beseeching—a bit dramatic, even for him.

“You underestimate yourself.” She turned the page, although she hadn’t really been reading since he approached. “As usual.”

“Excuse me, I think I need you to say that again.”

“You have so many layers, Varric, I could write a book about them.” She gave up the pretense, closing the book and setting it on her lap. “A false humility to cover your ego, except the ego itself is false. It’s all false. Layers upon layers.” He blinked, looking genuinely surprised. She pressed her advantage. “You are a capable fighter, a good strategist, and a skilled writer. Even when you think you aren’t.” She tapped her finger against the book on her lap, driving home her point. “Your skill with wordplay is remarkable, but it is not surprising—you couch yourself with half-truths and deflections as a matter of course. It’s all parabole and hyperbole. Nothing straightforward.”

“I— um—” She smirked, watching him flounder for the first time. He cleared his throat and glanced away, fingers curling into the edge of the bench.

“I think the most sincerity I’ve ever seen from you was… during our fight.” Her voice dropped as she recalled that time, her anger. It had deepened the wedge she had already driven between them before, when she had Varric brought in for questioning.

“You were scary, Seeker,” he muttered and she winced again, nodding.

“And you were angry.” Now he nodded. “And hurt.” He hesitated now, then sighed and nodded again. She was only watching him out of the corner of her eye, trying to not intrude.

“We both were, I guess,” he pointed out somberly. 

She stared down at the book in her lap. This was her fault—she had brought this up. She had twisted this moment. “Varric,” she began quietly, feeling his attention shift back to her. She steeled herself, wondering why this was harder than facing down a dragon, and turned to meet his eyes. “I should… That is, I have been meaning—”

“It’s okay,” he began but she shook her head.

“It is not. I am sorry, Varric.” They stared at each other in silence for long moments. He looked away first, laughing a little.

“Shit. Never expected to hear that from you.”

“Nor I,” she admitted a little sourly, smiling when it made him laugh again. “There is much that I regret. I should have apologized long ago—I should have thanked you when you stayed to help. That was brave. I should have—”

“Seeker,” he interrupted, turning to face her properly, drawing a leg underneath himself. “Cassandra,” he said, her name startling on his lips. “That’s enough. Perhaps this would be a good time to stop talking.” She turned to face him with a frown, wondering if she had upset him, but he looked…

She did not know how he looked.

Not upset, certainly.

But she did not press, and eventually he smiled at her and resumed his position—but she noticed he had closed some of the distance between them, his shoulder brushing her arm. She did not move away. And eventually she opened the book again, feeling his attention lingering on her even as she lost herself in his words and world once more.

[hojiteaversion]

Mehmed and Laia: ClownTP

I think something that has been consolidated in my mind after this update is that Mehmed and Lale/Laia are both losers, in the most hilarious way.

True, their relationship started with an act so vile that it's in the background of their every past and subsequent moment. They were doomed from the start, despite his later careful, desperate gestures to prove he'll be different this time, that they can make it, that he can be trusted. And we know he can't. He's still openly thinking of women as bodies to please him, and of Lale as another Constantinople to conquer, and manipulating her every step of the way. Even if she finds herself terrified because she likes it, she realistically would not have any way to escape if she didn't. This is a very serious and dark undercurrent of their relationship, and it's fascinating to observe and play with.

But also…

This is the genius strategist who at some point thought the best course of action to seduce his cousin was to send her friends away and then flash his own wet chest in her direction, and it worked. She thought the best course of action to intimidate him was to stab him, and it violently backfired because he was into that shit. He literally pulled an AO3 and asked her to fake date for a day.

That same guy, 600 years later, saw a night curse befall his city because his mortal enemy was pissed, and his first thought was, "Good, this way I can invite Laia for date night without breaking any promises". She thought his manipulation was blatant and humored him while thinking he was super lame, then was shocked the guy who conquered Constantinople apparently knew what he was doing. She had the stray thought that this same 600-year-old conqueror she'd just boned had had sex with other people at some point, and immediately tried to leave a magical tower. She was slightly annoyed he used his wish to gift her something expensive instead of unethically asking her to suck his dick. She pisses him off on purpose because she thinks him hitting tables is kind of funny.

An elderly mullah told Mehmed he had been single too long. Mehmed went full lovestruck sap and told him that he and Laia knew they were made for each other. He said that out loud, where other people could hear. He was so down bad for this woman that he built a tulip-shaped mosque next to his mosque, in the district named after him. He won't stop wearing his 600-year-old outfit, and no one bats an eye. They think the world of each other, and also purposefully go out of their way to annoy the other, partly because they find it kind of hot.

Is he still displaying red flags? Oh yes. But the less dangerous he is, the funnier. You can engage with them in the dark, serious level that absolutely exists there, or in the clown one, because somehow they are a perfect match in that sense.

In conclusion,

[highfantasy-soul]

Things I LOVED in NATLA Episode 7 - The North

Lt Jee actually being worried for Zuko!!!!

And Iroh tenderly bandaging Zuko's head 🥺

Zuko desperate to make sure his father doesn’t truly think he's turned against him!!!!!

A FANTASTIC set-up for his eventual ACUTAL turn against his father

Zuko genuinely thanking Lt. Jee 😢

And aaggghhhh!!! Zhao being a tricky slimey mf

This is a slick way to get Zuko being blown up without the pirates - though they're fun characters, I think this set-up enhanced the themes they were exploring in the season more

TEAM AVATAR!!

So cute that Aang excitedly tells his friends he made a connection with Zuko - Sokka is unimpressed while Katara has hope that people can turn out to be good.

Agna Qel'a!!!!

It looks GORGEOUS! And love that it has a name now!!

Apparently it was given a name in one of the books, but they never did name it in the show, so I'm glad they did it here

I don't even care that they know it's the Avatar right off bat and they're ready to welcome them in - it was cool as shit flying over the city on Appa

Maybe they had scouts out that saw Appa flying and brought news to the city, same as the scouts who saw the Fire Nation fleet - I'll accept that

Them treating Aang like a weapon rather than a person 😡

It's something that comes up a lot in the series and I'm glad they aren't shying away from it

Lol Katara's sibling jibing at Sokka staring at Yue 🤣

I love these little sibling moments - they're just so cute

And Sokka now hard-core staring at the ground instead of at Yue because Katara said he looked like a weirdo doing that 😅

Zhao's overacting at how pissed he is 🤣

Then his 'omg I can yes and this. I can SO yes and this!' as Iroh tells him what he 'think's happened

Oooohhh Iroh's understated insults at Zhao's qualifications

And Zhao's comeback about no record of failure unlike Iroh😐 bitch, that still doesn't make you qualified!

More Azulaaa!!!!

I really love this added storyline to see exactly why Azula is the way she is

It's great to see that her place as next-in-line isn't a shoe-in here - she's desperate to show her father that 'she's the one' and will do anything to get there

Sokka's heart eyes 😍

Stewed sea prunes 😭😭😭

"It tastes like home" 😢

I like this intro to Pakku - like with Sokka, they're not doing a comical level of sexism, they're making it more realistic

YUE IS A BEEENNDDEERR!!!!!!

Also, using it for the most important things: dessert

Sokka's absolutely abysmal (bet very endearing) interaction attempts with Yue 😅

Her little fake gasps as he keeps saying the wrong thing, but smiling because she knows what he means, she's just teasing him 🥺 incredibly adorable

Love that they have a conversation that actually has substance!

Don't hate me, but in the cartoon, they never had a substantive conversation ONCE. It was just Sokka flirting, Yue giggling, then Yue freaking out and running away - rinse and repeat like, 5 times in the course of 3 episodes.

Omg Hahn isn't a dick!!!

I like the more mature tone they've taken in the live action - they can have jokes, but for serious topics like…idk, a battle against the Northern Water Tribe being genocided, they make the characters take it seriously

GOOOOODDDD the adults expecting Aang to be a master strategist and offensive weapon!!

This actually makes sense that they'd believe he could do it - Aang is the culmination of all the past Avatars, so they'd assume he has all their knowledge and power.

The poor kid just got out of his iceberg, though!!!

"Airbending is primarily a defensive discipline"

You tell them, Aang!!

"But you're not JUST an airbender" :( don't bring logic and reality into this, Arnook

"I did it with the help of my friends 😊"  sweet baby Aang

And here's Pakku, telling Aang what a lot of watchers were frustrated about this season: uuhh maybe you should have been focused on your training

While that's a legit comment, I think the live-action showed why Aang didn't pretty well

Love love LOVE that we're introduced to healing with respect rather than the distain it was shown in the animated series

Healing is a wonderful and beautiful skill and I'm glad we got to see Katara interested in it (and it being used) rather than Katara sadly moping into the igloo filled with children learning healing

Sometimes, when people try to make things less sexist, they end up making it more-so. I think that happened with the animated series where healing was actually put up in conflict with combat - where combat was clearly shown as the 'better' skill and healing was 'stupid and bad, we don’t want to do that'. The live-action showed that healing is an important and powerful skill, the only issue comes when you aren't ALLOWED to do anything else. Healing itself isn't the issue, the fact the women are kept from combat IS the issue.

Nice Hahn and Sokka fishing for info about Yue

Avatar Kuruk RESPECT!!!!

LOVE Yue getting more character here!

She can pop into the spirit world! It makes so much sense with her having part of the moon spirit inside her!

The live action fleshed her out soooo well!

Poor Sokka not understanding AT ALL why someone would want to go to the Spirit World for fun 😂

"Don't do that. Don't make it less than what it is"

Such an important message for EVERYONE. You don’t have to have the most tragic of backstories for your trauma to be important. This isn't the oppression olympics - we aren't doing the whole 'well someone else has it worse so you can't complain' bullshit.

Everyone has hurt in their lives and everyone deserves to have their hurt taken seriously and healed. It isn't 'strength' to pretend it's nothing - it's strength to face it and accept that it was important, not something to shove under the rug

Yue reminding Sokka about what makes him special - his care for his friends! He's not a selfish guy - just because he wasn't the best leader or warrior when he was 13 doesn't mean he has nothing to offer the world

"Hahn is everything a girl could want. But he is not the boy of my dreams" 😭😭😭

"Being the Avatar means being the one who bears the burden: alone."

The thing is: like in the animated version, this advice MAKES SENSE! But it's how you USE the advice that makes the difference

No, you can't put all the weight of responsibility on your friends, but neither can you do it without any help - or without caring for others. It's very much advice coming from pain: all the Avatars got hurt because they DIDN'T abandon their friends and so they're giving a skewed version of the advice onto Aang to try to spare him the pain they went through.

It's Aang's job to find the balance

Sokka's fish carving that Yue thinks is a bear 😭😭😭

I wanna see it, props department!!!!

Yeess!! Katara's first confrontation with Pakku!

I like how she still tries to lead with diplomacy, making her case, and Pakku has 'reasonable' excuses not to let her fight

Instead of him being cartoonishly sexist, he's much more realistic giving 'logical' reasons for Katara not to be in combat, but she stands up anyways because she knows it's wrong.

I can see how some might find Aang not wanting Katara to fight to be jarring, but this is in line with the animated series

When they're going into particularly dangerous missions, Aang does have a tendency to try to do it himself and tell Katara to sit this one out - he does it in The Winter Solstice: Part 2.

He's just been told a past life's love was killed because he didn't keep her out of his fight, he has no idea how he's going to win this battle, and he's realizing that he does see Katara as someone incredibly important to him. It's in line with who Aang is to try to keep her safe and away from the battle

Zhao coming up with nicknames for himself 😑

Iroh straight up calling Fire Nation 'info' propaganda!!

While some people could see this as 'treason', when you're in positions of power in high-control groups, you KNOW it's propaganda - you HELP CREATE the lies and when people are going to do something stupid (like attack the North without a solid plan), you let them know that they're being stupid if they're going to make battle plans based on the lies you've helped spread.

Zhao and his dumb bitch destiny 🙄 he's such a great villain - he's one who's bought into his own lies

"The plan is to prove my father wasn't wrong to trust me with this mission. The plan is to go in and capture the Avatar once and for all. The PLAN is to reclaim what is rightfully MINE!! 😤" - "So, no plan? 😐" - "I'm working on it uncle 🥺"

This exchange = gold. Pure gold.

"It's almost as if he's working for someone else - someone much smarter"

WOOOOWWW Iroh, throw that shade a little more, why don't ya 🤣

Though I LOVE that they're giving Azula her brainy due - she's smart and she's the one not to be underestimated.

AZULA'S LIGHTNING!!!!!!!

Love how she stood up to her father, but because she was able to 'prove' her strength, he respected it rather than punished it

"Set me loose" AAAAHHHHHHH

SUPPORTIVE BROTHER SOKKA!!!

Love how matter of fact Katara is "I'm going to challenge Pakku to fight" - just like that. She's decided, so it's going to happen.

Sokka admitting Katara was right 😭😭😭😭😭

"Who's talking sense? What I'm trying to say is: go kick his ass" FUCK YEAH THAT'S RIGHT!!!!

Aang trying to go forward and help Katara, but Sokka holds him back

Love the sibling solidarity!!

The fight is almost beat for beat the one from the animated series!!!

I love that the live action knew exactly which sequences to put in almost 1-1 from the animated - this fight being one of them

"Is that all you got?!?!" FUCK YEAH!!

"They'll just say I lost" "Did you?"

The fact that it wasn't just Pakku's opinion that would change everything - Katara's actions inspired everyone else, even if Pakku didn't want to change his decision.

Change isn't made by changing one man's mind - it's about standing up to them and inspiring others (like in the Imprisoned storyline) to stand up too

Even inspiring Aang to realize that the conclusion the other Avatars came to from their pain was wrong - that Katara was right and that EVERYONE gets to choose whether to fight or not for themselves

Avatars aren't the only ones who worry about protecting people - it's a human, family thing, not just a mystical force of balance thing

Only Aang can write his own story - not anyone else.

This is a great through-line for the whole series where everyone has expectations put on them and they have to decide themselves who they want to be

Don't eat the sooty snow, Momo!!!!!

"Ok, time to fight"

I like that we end on the fire nation ships arriving: next episode is going to be THE BATTLE

[Masterlist of my NATLA thoughts]

[kneesheee]

Klaus Mikaelson as a character has so much potential other than being an asshole (a hot one but still an asshole).

Now mind you, I haven’t even watched nothing of TVD 😭 but you mean to tell me that he is a vampire-wolf hybrid with an untapped witch side and canon gives you that?

Witches lose access to their magic when they become vampires EXCEPT Klaus is a hybrid. He’s half-dead, so theoretically, he could have still awaken as a witch!

Ansel is his father who is ALSO a part of Werewolf Royalty. But he’s a wolf that’s the important part and that means Klaus is a wolf and wolves have packs. And while it can be argued that his siblings were his pack, apparently Ansel had OTHER children that managed to survive Mikael long enough for Cary to be his descendant and you mean to tell me that Klaus didn’t try to get to know them?

His wolf side was suppressed but it was still there! He had other siblings that could have made him understand himself (or make him worse. He probably would’ve been carting around wolf spirits of those siblings who knows. He’s an artist so he has a bit of creativity in him).

And again, he has an untapped witch side. Dahlia, Freya, and Esther might have been the only ones known from that family line but someone had to have survived. They had to be at least on the other side.

Speaking of the other side, KLAUS HAS SIBLINGS AND ANCESTORS!! Why not tap into that? Esther watched them so what were the rest of their ancestors doing? What were his paternal half-siblings doing on the other side? Were they just watching him slaughter everyone and dagger his siblings?

And … and… this ALL applies to Hope! She is ALL of this! Again, I didn’t watch the show but why wasn’t her “legacy” not to live up to her family name, but trying to juggle all of her lineage? She’s a werewolf princess. She’s the vampire princess. She’s a powerful witch (unnamed because Esther’s family line was unnamed and though she’s a “Mikaelson witch”. The witch part didn’t come from him.) She’s all of this, and we don’t see any results of it.

She’s supposed to be the most powerful person in the world. Girl, why are fighting bullshit? You can be uniting the communities.

And being King of New Orleans seems very shortsighted of him. “Oh wow. I am an all powerful hybrid and I want to rule this one little city instead of enforcing my rule over everything because my blood states that I am all THREE.”

Wait let’s go back to the Other Side. All these goddamn people are steady crossing back over and shit, but Henrik is never brought back? Killed by a werewolf and is also an untapped witch? Is there some other qualification to be on the Other Side or at peace?

Your first thought is to use dark magic to turn your kids into vampires and not bring your baby back to life? Girl, I am not maternal at all but I would have been strolling through the Other Side like it was a goddamn Black Friday sale to get my child.

And Klaus was supposed to be some big time strategist. Why not compel Elena when she wasn’t on vervain to just donate blood to you every month or so, and make her forget that it’s for you.

Also wikia said there was a tie-novel to the Originals and Klaus was married in it so he’s a widow and that was probably like the only time he didn’t kill Rebekah’s lovers?

Man idk. This isn’t my fandom. I’m just a guest in yall house 😭

[crithaus]

Morgwen Bodyguard!AU where it's the whole gang in mostly modern times. This is extensive, bear with me.

Through some series of events I haven't thought of yet England has not become England as we know it yet though most of history remains the same and Uther Pendragon is King Regnant of Albion, and he does about just as good a job rearing two kids as he does running a country and has a great vast many enemies so his heir apparent Crown Prince Arthur and his ward Morgana, now Duchess of Gorlois after the death of her 'father', are now in desperate need of a constant detail of bodyguards.

enter gwen and the gang

his capital city can only bear to send CIS' - Camelot Intelligence Services - finest on recommendation by his own friend and personal physician. Sends him 2 3-cell teams of their best intelligence agents or at least, least likely to kill each other while guarding bodys yknow.

And Morgana gets hers. Her team leader, sniper and combat specialist Lancelot, ex combat pilot turned all around agent Elyan and to her immense surprise, Elyan's super super gorgeous sister, Guinevere.

Arthur gets his cell, team leader Leon his getaway driver and head strategist, defense and combat specialist Gwaine and hacker Merlin, though the poor boy gets a secondary job as Arthur's PA too which takes up much of his time.

Morgana's spent every moment of her life that she can remember simpering with high society boys and girls, all of them either vapid and idiotic or worse yet, cruel and calculating and never ever has she met a woman more fascinating than Gwen. She's her new personal assistant much like Merlin is Arthur's, with an eidetic memory and the management skills of Hannibal fucking Barca, a parisian boutique's worth of seamstress ability and the personal upkeep, maintainence and even some smithing of all her cell's weapons. She runs shit like the navy and when Morgana asks why she isn't team leader, Gwen just laughs and oh man is her laugh pretty, and shrugs, "someone needs to be focused solely on you yknow." While looking at her with the biggest doe-iest eyes and Morgana finds herself blushing a lot more?? Beaming ear to ear, too. And

Idk Morgana dragging Gwen off to galas and Gwen taking her off to more low key spots, the club perchance, and Gwen getting wowed by morgana's rapier wit and political acumen and Morgana getting wowed by this absolutely radiant beam of sunshine who snatched a gun out of a mugger's holster before he could do anything and popped some other dude 30 paces away without a hair out of place and adventures. Gwen absolutely despises Uther, Morgana hates all the snooty folk that expect Gwen to kowtow to them. Gwen finds that though her job is to personally assist, the Duchess is actually quite nice, fiercely loyal to her as if just the doing of her job is enough to warrant such, though shes achingly lonely so maybe that's why, is very funny, and kind, and compassionate if a little impulsive and rash, and comes up with the funniest insults imaginable murmured directly into her ear as she stands at her post in the back of x meeting of uther's privy council or y public function. Also that her eyes are theeee most brilliantly clear shade of green, like the still clear pond near her house, like garnet-

Morgana has awful nightmares of totally not suspicious events that come true an odd amount of the time and Gwen is receiving back Intel from CIS and Uther about potential stirring of war from a King Cenred across ye Olde channel and they go on cool car chases and maybe there's a shopping montage or two but yea. Idk how to end this but uther realizes he doesn't have to die a shitty old man and legitimizes Morgana as a princess of the blood before he chokes and when she and Gwen get married it's princess style babyyy

Oh and definitely morgana giving herself up to some assailants cuz gwen is hurt and some baddies cracking poor morgana on the head and Gwen frantically trying to keep her awake and morgana is just griiiiiinning at her all restored even as concussed as she is cuz this angel is cupping her face in her hands and yea, that thing

[thatstormygeek]

I think it's true that Obama can't say something true like "of course there are Nazis at a Trump boat parade. Trump is a Nazi, and Nazism is pretty popular in this country. Every Trump boat parade is a Nazi boat parade." If he had said this, it would be absolutely true, and also would be seen as radical and unacceptable and abnormal and divisive in a way that being an openly Nazi candidate simply is not.

But again the syllogism passes unremarked: Because Trump has the support of a large percentage of the electorate, he cannot be the sort of terrible person that he manifestly is, because it would be impossible apparently for an aspiring Nazi dictator to gain the support of a large and racially aggrieved percentage of a population. Harris meanwhile also enjoys the support of a large percentage of the electorate, but this support doesn't confer similar immunity. Only supremacists are real Americans. Only their support confers morality. Trump's deranged ramblings are energetic if scattered, because they have to be. Laura Ingraham didn't give a Nazi salute back in 2016, even though she did, because she can't have. The Nazis at the boat parade are an outlier and an unwelcome fringe, even though they aren't, because they have to be. Donald Trump isn't a racist, even though he is, because he can't be.

Think of all the other things that are political dynamite. It's "impossible" to say that the police are a militarized authoritarian instrument of racist brutality and should be defunded and the money distributed to programs that would provide actual solutions. It's "impossible" to say that immigrants are not a danger but a great strength, and that our goal should be borders as open as it is possible to make them, not just for the sake of hospitality but for the sake of economic thriving and global safety. It's "impossible" to say that our militarized mission of empire is not only murderous but counterproductive, a danger to us all, and should be drawn down, defunded, and minimized. It's "impossible" to say that sending bombs and "ironclad" political support to enable Israel's horrific ethnic cleansing in the Middle East represents a moral catastrophe of almost unimaginable ramifications. It's "impossible" to say that the United States is a country founded in genocide and slavery, and remains a supremacist nation. Is it impossible to say to say such things? I don't know. It seems likely. I know that most Democrats seem to find it impossible. I am often told that they can't say these things, because portions of the Democratic base won't accept them, and we'll lose the independent votes we need to win. I don't argue much these days, even if I have my skepticisms about the efficacy of winning support by not differentiating from the alternatives. I'm not a campaign strategist, and I'm shit at interpreting polls, and I've been wrong enough times about election results to no longer engage in our national pasttime of confidently proclaiming my predicted outcomes as accomplished facts. But I will say that if this is correct—if the only correct math for Harris to defeat Trump is bloody math—then it is even more dispiriting than the fact that Democrats support such things, because it suggests that far more of my fellow citizens are still in the spiritual death of foundational American supremacy than I would have hoped. I know I wish it weren't true if it is true. I know many Democrats don't even seem to want to say these impossible things to say, so I don't think political strategy is the only preventing factor.

[chershare]

Cher, you're so lovely. 💕

For the prompts: Shunsui/Starrk, the depths of winter?

Who needs snippets when apparently you can just write a whole goddamn oneshot?

❄️

Spiritual energy had a lot of uses, and while the vast majority had become weaponized spells, there were more mundane uses as well.

Like not freezing in winter. He'd always held a particular sympathy for the souls who didn't have the protection of reiatsu in winter, even if they didn't suffer hunger.

An unfortunate form of equality, perhaps.

Shunsui had many reasons not to particularly like the season, and most of them revolved around Jushiro and his fragile health. Even with his best friend no longer around to have his weak body ailed further, Shunsui's first reaction was always a moment of resigned dislike. A flicker of worry that the cold and wet would exacerbate a problem that had no good answer.

Winter was tolerated, but not anything special. A season was a season, and he didn't dislike it enough to have a word with Captain Hitsugaya about it.

This wasn't so for Starrk, who had slipped out of the warmth of Shunsui's little house to stand in the yard. At this point, it looked like he'd been outside for some time, and while Shunsui had been absently tracking his reiatsu, it wasn't as if he'd really been following what the former Espada was doing. After all, it had been just over half a year since the man had taken up residence with him, cajoled bullied out of Hueco Mundo and into Shunsui's comfortable guest room.

Although the Hollow rarely actually used it, preferring to flop onto the cushions in the main room, letting Shunsui's subordinates step over and around him. He said he liked the noise, the business of it, even when someone would get fed up with him taking up floor space and kick him out.

He was a lonely thing, even with all the rest of them around. Even with Shunsui beside him.

Of course, he wasn't alone in being lonely.

Shunsui hadn't latched onto Starrk for nothing, after all.

Because as he looked out at the snow, at Starrk standing in the snow, he ached for the routine of going to visit Jushiro. Of bringing hot foods and snacks, of their seconds preparing hotpot and bundling up under the kotatsu for a game or two of whatever struck their fancy.

His first thought wasn't the amount of snow piled on Starrk's head and shoulders telling in how the Hollow hadn't moved in quite some time. It wasn't about the way he looked unreal and a bit silly with his feet half buried in new snowfall, dark hair coated in crystals of ice. A statue that didn't need to breathe if he didn't want to, completely and totally still, simply observing the world around him in a way that unnerved most.

Starrk wouldn't begrudge him his thoughts turning first to Jushiro, of course, but Shunsui himself felt a bemused guilt over his inattention.

With a sigh, he bracingly pulled his heavier winter yukata around himself - it was thankfully one of his rare days off, no Nanao to bug him about work - and then slipped on the sandals he kept by the exterior door, and hopped down into the snow.

Since it was his day off, he'd rather wanted to stay cozy inside, potentially waking to Starrk staring at him from where he sometimes flopped down next to Shunsui's futon like the large canine he took after.

Shunsui was, for all his youthful vigor and handsome face, old as shit. He was a deadly combatant and capable strategist. He'd killed more and fought more battles than just about everyone still around in Sereitei. He could walk on air as easily as the ground, and catch a mote of reishi without effort.

But of course, Shunsui was also human.

So, he slipped on the slick stones beneath the snow.

Oh, he nearly instantly corrected himself, vaguely exasperated with needing to at all, but he still had almost fallen in the yard.

At least only Starrk would have seen.

Starrk, who was suddenly at his side, the snow that had coated him - and the ground at their feet - puffing up into the air at the force of his swift movement.

It spun in a little whirlwind, drawing more chill air in around them, seeping into Shunsui's cold bones and he couldn't suppress a shiver. Sure, the cold wouldn't hurt him, but it still wasn't exactly pleasant.

Starrk's hand lifted and wrapped around Shunsui's wrist, a point of frankly icicle level touch.

"Oi, oi, oi," he shivered harder, but didn't pull out of the icy grip. "You're way too cold for being handsy, Starrk."

Gray eyes looked into his own, snowflake catching momentarily on Starrk's lashes before Shunsui could tangibly feel the grip on his wrist heating up as Starrk cycled his reiatsu. Apparently, rubbing it against his hard hierro would cause friction which gave his body exterior heat, when otherwise he didn't care about surface temperature regulation. The man was normally sitting at room temperature, his environment choosing the heat or cold of his hierro.

The flakes on his lashes melted, and glimmered in the morning light before sliding off the ends to drip away on a slow blink. He looked nice, his hair a bit more in disarray than usual from the snow and melt, wearing one of the yukata that Nanao and the women's association had dragged the Hollow out to get.

It was not a winter yukata. The shit.

The grip on his wrist shifted idly down to Shunsui's hand, their palms fitting together in a comfortable but still somewhat new motion. It was a pleasantly warm hand now, the hierro adapting as Starrk wished with barely a thought.

A tingle of affection, a different kind of ache in his breast, had Shunsui quirking up a smile despite the chill.

He squeezed Starrk's hand gently.

"Come inside and have something to eat. You haven't even tried out the kotatsu yet, and for a lazy hedonist that's a must in the winter."

"If you say so," was Starrk's reply, shrugging but letting himself be pulled along. "But you also said that about making our during the fireworks at festivals, and -"

"I cannot control what my Shinigami accidentally set on fire with experimental products," he interrupted huffing at the familiar jab. "Akon-kun was much too excited by Urahara-kun's visit, truly."

"Mm."

He shot a look at the former Espada, and received a softening at the corners of lips and eyes that could almost be the beginning of a smile. That little prick of affection twitched once again, and Shunsui gave a mental sigh as he told Starrk to wait for him for a moment.

A couple of absent shunpo had him rattling around his house for sake and snacks, and then back to the room.

Starrk had left the doors open to the outside and was watching the way the snow fell again, his sandals kicked off messily next to where Shunsui had left his own.

At least this time he was standing inside, Shunsui wasn't going to nag anymore than that. It wasn't as if either of them was going to catch a cold, both of them more resilient than they'd perhaps prefer.

As it was, Shunsui set up the kotatsu, seating himself on a cushion and placing out the crackers and fruit with no particular finesse or thought to the plating the way that Nanao or Jushiro might have.

The edges of a blanket flopped over his shoulders as Starrk sat on his own cushion pulled up right next to Shunsui improperly, but he honestly found the little obscure idiosyncrasies rather charming.

Starrk was a line of heat at his side.

He leaned into it, that heat, that Hollow reiatsu which had been anathema to him for so much of his life, and let himself think about how much he appreciated Starrk's company. His willingness to be gently bullied into Shunsui's house, into the empty spaces, to share his own empty ache and soothe and be soothed in turn.

"Hot sake?"

"Sure," slowly, he felt Starrk soften into his side, like he was defrosting even after heating himself and returning inside. Even though the cold hadn't affected him. "It's part of the experience, isn't it?"

Shunsui huffed a laugh, his own tendency to use that turn of phrase to convince Starrk to do something gently lobbed back at him.

With the ease of long practice he traced his fingers around the bottom of the bottle, his reiatsu heating the sake gently in a manner as a youth he'd bungled more times than he could count.

So many porcelain splinters.

He poured for them both, and enjoyed the faint zing of hands brushing once more as Starrk took the cup from him in a mannerless but elegant motion. They raised glasses to one another before sipping, and Shunsui sighed appreciatively. It was a good heat that bled from his tongue down his throat, soothing that phantom ache in his chest.

"Good?"

"Mm. I like it."

Shunsui smiled, watching Starrk watch the snow.

When the sake ran out, Starrk pushed the kotatsu to the side despite Shunsui's protests over his precious heat, and then laid his head in Shunsui's lap.

Ah.

Well, this seemed a fair trade off.

The kotatsu wasn't that far away, so he somehow found himself reaching over and peeling fruit and feeding the lazy bastard in his lap, who had obligingly left himself warmer for Shunsui's benefit.

Together, they watched the snow.

Shunsui had never particularly liked winter, for all the cozy traditions it held. But this was... Nice. Even without the comfort of his best friend at his side, the absence more destabilizing than losing an eye, he still didn't hate winter.

When he stopped peeling fruit to share, he found his hands sliding into Starrk's mop of hair, curling his fingers through it, scratching his nails over the other man's scalp. Starrk sighed appreciatively, relaxing further into Shunsui's lap, tilting his head into his hands.

Starrk's eyes stayed on the snow.

Shunsui had some idea of what he was seeing in his hazy mind's eye.

Lilynette had been a loud, rambunctious child with a personality twice as large as she was. All the energy that Starrk didn't have, she'd had in surplus, and for all that he was aware, this winter was Starrk's first time seeing snow, which meant -

"She'd have loved this," Starrk spoke quietly, mouth half turned into Shunsui's thigh, as if to smother his own words.

"Yeah," was all he could say. "I bet."

His hands continued playing with Starrk's hair, heart aching in various ways, even as his body remained warm, the weight in his lap a comfort.

"Jushiro loved the snow," he said after a few more quiet moments, the world hushed by the continued snowfall. "Even if it wasn't good for him to go out in the cold, he frequently slipped his minders to play with the younger recruits in snowball fights or building snow houses. I'd have to drag him inside even when he was clearly already relapsing, coughing and feverish."

"Hmm. Maybe they're keeping each other company."

Ah, what an unusually optimistic outlook.

Shunsui liked it.

They could use a little optimism.

"I'm sure he's driven her crazy by now."

"It wouldn't take much, honestly. She had a short temper."

"I recall."

The conversation drifts off naturally, but both of them continue to watch the snow fall, but now Shunsui can almost see an angry child Hollow stomping her foot and pointing at Jushiro. Arguing about a snowman perhaps, or denying being a child as Shunsui's best friend plied her with candy.

They would be all bundled up, the both of them, because of course they would be, and perhaps Shunsui and Starrk would be in this same position. Watching Lilynette chase Jushiro around a snow fort, or catching flakes on their tongues, hands wrapped in mittens and scarves half coated in snow from distractedly being dragged through the snow.

They would be laughing. Happy. Eyes sparkling with it, color in their cheeks and energy in their limbs.

Yes, Shunsui could almost see it.

And he had no doubt that Starrk could as well, those sharp eyes glancing up at him in a speaking look before sliding back towards the snow. Shunsui snuck one hand out of the former Espada's hair and found it caught by Starrk's, the man's arm crossing his own chest, fingers entangled against Starrk's shoulder.

Their grips were matched in strength, warmth seemingly a bubble around them, even as little snowflakes were blown in to land on the hardwood. They melted slowly, leaving little spots of water on the floor, on the boundary of the tatami.

He didn't hate winter. But it did make him sad, he supposed.

Good thing that he wasn't alone then, wasn't it?

With a hum, he shifted and bent - ignoring the pinch in his back as he did so - and pressed a gentle kiss to Starrk's temple. His answer was Starrk shifting to lay his lips to the inside of Shunsui's wrist, gentle against his fluttering pulse.

So they sat, entangled, and watched the snow fall, blanketing Shunsui's yard in glimmering white. Each flake carrying soft hurts but allowing also, a most gentle warmth.

The snow continued to fall, and they continued to watch.

Dreaming.

❄️

[l-norris]

The second-to-last race before summer break has arrived, and yet again I have written down my own commentary, poking a little fun and trying to be funny I guess.

DISCLAIMER: Remember that this is just for shits and giggles, I'm not trying to actually hate on any of the drivers cuz all (most) of them are very dear to me!

Pre-race anxiety is strong

McLaren 1-2 start

Formation lap starts

Lando is hurrying through it

It's lights out and away we go!

Lando, Max and Oscar three-wide into turn 1

Max goes wide, rejoins in second

Lando bottles it once more (sigh)

Oscar is first

Max under investigation for leaving the track and gaining an advantage (3)

Checo in 18th rip

Max has to give the position back to Lando (4)

He's not happy

very aggressive

McLaren 1-2

First pitstops by Kevin, Alex and Esteban (7)

People are actually going for three-stops

very bold

Accidentally deleted the draft for this, had to start over (rip)

Oscar being told to save tires in lap 2 already help😭

They're just cruising along, saving tires (13)

"Lando, your race is with Verstappen"

Uh... yeah I sure hope so?😬

Fernando does not give a shit about what Lance does (so real) (15)

Pit window is open (16)

Lewis pits (17)

Lando pits (18)

Slight issues on front-left

Max complains (what a surprise)

Oscar pits (19)

Good stop

"Think about plan C" oh no Charlie, oh no no no😬

Just like old times

Max and Carlos pit (21)

Slow stop from Max

Checo is in 8th🤯 (22)

Charles first, yet to pit

Lewis fastest lap (23)

Charles pits (23)

Lando pulls away from Lewis (25)

Carlos is plowing through the field (26)

Quick PSA: Logan is not last!🎉

Oscar fastest lap (28)

Lewis falls back (28)

Checo, Pierre and Danny pit (29)

Fuck VCarb, all my homies hate VCarb

Charles fastest lap (30)

Yuki pits (30)

Max is in Lewis' DRS

George pits (34)

Pierre retires again after DNF-ing in Silverstone (34)

Lewis locks up, goes wide

Max passes

Max goes wide

Lewis passes

That was funny to watch

Lando gains on Oscar (36)

More complaining from Max

Lewis holds Max up so nicely (38)

Keep the scrap up boys :)

Even more complaining

"He sounds like a man who could've used a bit more sleep last night" HELP HAHAHAHA

Lewis and Charles pit (41)

Nothing is going Max' way apparently

McLaren strategists cooking?!

Lando pits (45)

2.3 second stop

Oscar pits (47)

McLaren don't fuck this up for Oscar I swear

...

Brother eugh

Nevermind McLaren strategists didn't cook AT ALL

massively overreacted to undercut Lewis tbh

McLaren want them to swap positions

Oscar almost bins it

Oh, Lando wants Oscar to work for it😵‍💫

Oh no, oh dear...

Max pits (50)

Red Bull fucked their strategy lmfao

Oscar catches up to Lando

"Lando radio check please" LMAO PLS

Temporary moment of deafness

Max is grumpy

Oh jeez

"Multi-21, anyone?" Crofty please😭😭😭

10 laps to go

McLaren are playing the emotional card now

Fuck you McLaren

Honestly yeah Lando, you're right, Oscar should catch up if he wants the win /hj

Max locks up

divebombs Lewis

and goes flying

Mad Max is back (63)

Rejoins in fifth... so lost everything he made up

GP scolds Max like a toddler😬

Max under investigation again (after the race tho) (67)

And the McLaren boys finally swapped😮‍💨(68)

This 1-2 is so, so bittersweet

The strategy ruined it for me

But hey!

Oscar won!

McLaren 1-2, but at what cost?

I need some strong liqueur and a cigarette after all this

At least Lando doesn't seem too upset about it

I hope this won't have consequences for them

Well, they both seem pretty high-spirited

I think we're good

So unusual to not have Max on the Podium podcast /hj

Oscar protecting his trophy from Lando😭 pls they're so goofy

Champagne Pop is back baby!

... feel free to add on :)

... This race subtracted multiple years off my lifespan. Fuck VCarb for ruining Dannys race, fuck McLaren and their strategy for ruining the 1-2 for us.

Also, important PSA since I've seen some negative stuff about the whole teamorder thing from McLaren:

Remember, don't blame either Oscar OR Lando for the drama, no matter what side you're on. This is totally on the team for fucking up the strategy once again.

Thank you for your attention, have a nice rest of your day :)

[barid-bel-medar]

At least Hori is one of the few writers who acknowledges that he should’ve done something differently for the early portions of the story. He acknowledges that he should’ve written Bakugo not as harsh and that Aizawa should’ve different characterization. So there are valid reasons for fanfic writers to reduce the Mary Sue-ness of Bakugo and make Aizawa into a better teacher. It’s just that people want to make Aizawa a Batman-like character without the charm and understanding on how Batman works in his universe, infantiled the other characters and bashed the good ones, and not understanding certain cultural impact in the Japan vs US societies.

This is very true! Like a lot of authors won't say shit or just hope people will accept retcons. Yes Hori's also to some extent doing the second, but at least he's come out and said he shouldn't have done some of the stuff he previously did (though I think there was also the issue of him underestimating how popular both Bakugou and Aizawa would get).

Yeah the attempts to make Aizawa a Batman-like figure in fanon/fic again (much like the Kakashi references I noted in that earlier post) miss why things work for that character. This definitely goes into the desire to make Aizawa a much more competent figure then he is actually written in canon. But like...he's not getting called in as a strategist. He's not getting get in because he's a great combatant. He's generally getting called in because they need his Quirk for something.

I should note this is also an issue Nedzu suffers in fic/fanon. He's certainly brilliant and manipulative. He also still misses some pretty obvious shit or handles it poorly (no matter what, someone as smart as he's supposed to be should have realized immediately how stupid the 'chain Bakugou to the pole' thing was)

(Though also in context of Batman I think it also gets missed a lot that the man himself fucks up/DC writes him as doing things that make no sense. I know I've talked about in the past the issue of how in the Nu52 when he's explaining his take down plans for JL members his plan for taking out a GL is apparently to use a yellow ring. You know, the thing these guys are specifically given training to fight against? And the ring-type that two of them (Hal and Guy) are perfectly capable of wielding themselves? Also in general Lantern rings are much, much harder to use then they seem on the surface, and trying to use one against people, who have the case of the four GLs he would have been setting up the plan against, been using those rings for several years is just stupid. Though also there it's a good demonstration of the arrogance DC also is prone to writing with Batman)

Though to be fair to the cultural impact issue, that's a pretty wide ranging issue in a lot of stuff, not just things related to Aizawa. There's a reason I had it specified in Words May Hurt that the detention thing is a result of WHA standardizing punishments at hero schools, rather than a norm.

[evendumbo]

Apropos of I’m still mad, I also hate what they did with Roy Kent’s character. Hated it, hated it.

Roy was a great character in seasons 1 and 2, a thoughtful, principled person who struggled with issues of abandonment and intimacy because of childhood trauma. I loved the way he was written. Plus his relationship with Keeley felt very intentional: two people figuring out how to rethink their hyper-gendered lives — Keeley becoming more of a leader and strategist rather than only being almost famous for sexy modeling, Roy figuring out how to be more self-aware about his feelings and experiment with trust and vulnerability. Both of them learning how to adjust their boundaries in a committed relationship while practicing mindful accountability when they fucked up as people do. I also loved it when they hit a point at the end of season 2 where they loved each other, but were tempted by other compelling people, a real test to see if they could manage the emotional risk of commitment.

I was happy when season 3 opened up with them being broken up, that totally tracked. I looked forward to the story revealing how the breakup happened, providing more clarity about their fears and learning edges, and figuring out how to navigate their respective issues to make it back to each other. Even if they didn’t make it, I was still looking forward to a good story.

Some of Roy’s journey in season 3 was on point, especially Roy’s very nice resolutions with Trent and Jamie. But beyond that all we got was Roy being uncomfortably weird for no apparent reason: Roy saying weird shit to Keeley in the parking lot for no clear reason; Roy describing a twisted bullying scenario for no clear reason; Roy tying strings to penises for no clear reason; Roy being oddly mesmerized by Jamie’s mother for no clear reason; and then…a random brief visual of Roy going to therapy in the finale montage. All of these alienating, out of context, out of character scenes did not move a narrative, they were just a series of confusing non sequiturs.

And of course I was out here like Linus waiting for The Great Pumpkin urging people to just be patient for what I just knew was gonna be a great episode that pulled this silly shit together.

So pour one out for the great Roy Kent. He was a nuanced character who turned into collateral damage by writing that just gave the fuck up.

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Third year UA student Tenko “Tomura” Shimura as perceived by the younger UA students:

Looks terrifying, no one goes near.

Actually thinks everyone will be scared of his face so he hides behind his hair and doesn't make eye contact.

Gives a sermon in purely gamer speech and just the chosen ones can understand.

Adopted by sensei Shirakumo? Investigate.

It's a big fan of Aizawa sensei. It's shameless about all the merch he owns.

Apparently wants to surpass All Might?

Holy shit All Might treats him like a son, what is this. How are they related.

He's older sister is the pro-hero Hana “Levity” Shimura. So cool!

He's actually very kind. Invites students over to play videogames with him and teaches those who doesn't know how to play.

Constantly decaying doorknobs and pencils and whatever it's in his reach when he takes his gloves off.

He's broke.

Really broke.

According to his previous fights in the UA sport festival, he's not only a pretty good strategist but also he's really fast, athletic and strong. He can barely rely on his quirk so he does most of what he needs with his body.

Throughly an Eraserhead fan.

His neck itches when he's nervous.

He doesn't like violence.

HE HAS A DOG. Someone said he took it secretly to school and keeps him on his room, because it helps him relax.

Future rescue and recovery specialist.

His status regarding Touya “Dabi” Todoroki and Keigo “Hawks” Takami is confusing. There's an on going bet about if their merely friends, someone is dating someone or they all hate each other.

Rumors say he has challenged even powerful pro-heroes before in order to defend his fellow classmates and the younger students.

Worst jokes. Ever.

A loser.

[goldenwoods]

(I'm probably screaming into the void but I want to rant.)

Even as someone who'll always pick harm reduction, the way some people online talk about the 'leftists who didn't vote' is really annoying me.

Like...okay, we can't peer into their brain to see their real motives but that doesn't mean we should assume they did it because they're self righteous and selfish a-holes who thinks not tainting their hands with a less-than-perfect vote is more important than harm reduction.

Not when there's a far more reasonable explanation:

it's pretty damn apparent that Harris had been swerving rightwards. On every issue from immigration to war/genocide Harris was anything but progressive. The fact that it's not difficult to find the Cheneys on her campaign trail, while people like Sanders' own 'vote Harris' speech was relegated to his own youtube channel just showed the direction she was going in. Either the DNC thought progressives will have their own trolley problem debate before obediently trotting off to vote for them anyways, or they didn't give a shit about their own base because they want the 'not-fascist-yet' part of the republican base more. Either attitude is disgusting and endorsing it with a vote will be happily interpreted by the out of touch strategist as a reason to move further right.

So: it's not just that you trolley problem once and orange man's out. No no, you pick in the DNC's favour once and they're like 'oh, okay, so as long as we're 99% horrible compared to the gop's 100%, we'll get the votes, righhhht?' It's like 'wow thanks for playing our trolley problem game here's an indefinite number of trolley problems waiting for you for the foreseeable future!'

Now don't get me wrong, the DNC aren't exactly known for learning the right lessons. BUT at least some sane members are now seeing the shift of left-leaning demographics away from them and thinking 'hm'. They're also noticing the drop in voter turnout on their own side. One thing's for certain though, a victorious DNC would not give two shits about 'oh yep they voted for us cos they're fucking terrified, better not deviate any further right least we go too far!'. Fuck no. Do any of us believe that a DNC that sees success with a pro-military and pro-strict border control message wouldn't be looking to chomp up the 'deeply bigoted but scared of dictatorship' demographic next?

Anyway, rant over. Tldr: Is not voting to send a message worth it? All things considered, nope. But I really don't think the way some online spaces talk about these people is warranted at all. Because both those groups essentially have the same goals and are both very much basing their decisions off the well being of disadvantaged groups.