#and then i would not have to go through this guessing game

[bloodnight-blaze]

“ kiss me under the mistletoe! ”

ft. xavier, zayne, rafayel, and sylus w a gn!reader.

synopsis: the holidays are long over, but that doesn't stop you from hanging up a mistletoe as an excuse to kiss your boyfriend.

notes: listen.... listen okay.... i can't wait until december to write this i have to get it out now.... lengths of each section may vary but i tried to keep it to an 8 paragraph maximum.

warnings: canon is vague so you decide, inaccurate timing of mistletoe i guess, very short and sweet and self-indulgent, just a lot of fluff and a lot of kissing, reader wears lipstick in raf's part bc i am desperate to cover that man in lipstick stains, zayne is a menace, sylus is also a menace, pet names used: cutie (r), sweetie (s).

XAVIER — is very confused when he wakes up from a nap to see mistletoe dangling in his face. Last he checked, it was the middle of January so he's fairly certain he didn't sleep the entire new year away. Though, it's not something that's entirely out of the question.

Behind the mistletoe he saw your smiling face, and you pull the plant away from him as he sits up, planting yourself right next to him and looking at him expectantly.

Xavier knew what the mistletoe meant, he just didn't quite understand why you were using it now, weeks after Christmas.

You don't seem at all concerned by the timing of this, just smiling at his confusion and raising the mistletoe up a bit as you speak, "This is the part where you kiss me, y'know,"

And while he might have some questions, he's never been one to deny you what you want.

A small huff of amusement, and then he's leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against your lips. You eagerly kissed back, barely able to contain the giddy smile on your face when the kiss breaks.

The smile on your face, coupled with the look of satisfaction in your gaze has him pulling you onto his lap, pressing a few more quick kisses to your lips before he's burying his face in your shoulder and letting out a small sigh.

His heart felt so warm, and even though he just woke up from a nap, he wouldn't mind falling back asleep like this. Which is exactly what he plans on doing, by the way, so any plans you had after your silly little idea are immediately canceled.

ZAYNE — would pretend not to notice it at first. He's not being mean, he just thinks the little frustrated pout you get when he acts like the mistletoe has always been there is cute, so he can't help himself. He's also curious to see just how far you'd go to get a kiss from him without having to ask.

It even becomes a game, of sorts, with Zayne sometimes acting as though he'd finally kiss you when standing under the mistletoe only to instead pat your head or press a kiss to your cheek.

You took his teasing as a challenge, and soon enough you somehow hung up mistletoe in all of the doorways in both your home and his. You even went as far as to hang one in the doorway of his office at the hospital.

A few of his coworkers had questioned him about it, and he couldn't stop the look of fondness that bleeds through his usual calm and collected demeanor, simply telling them that it wasn't any of their concern.

It all coalesces one night, maybe two or three weeks into trying to get a kiss under the mistletoe with him. He showed up at your apartment with dinner only to find you sitting at the kitchen counter, all the mistletoe you had put up set in a pile. Your arms were crossed, and you were glaring down at the plants as if they'd insulted you in some way.

"I give up," You say, a bit dejected. And Zayne feels a bit bad, admittedly, as he sets your dinner on the counter next to all the mistletoe. He doesn't really understand why you're trying to get an excuse to kiss him when you can just do it, but he'll humor you.

With a small sigh, he grabs one of the mistletoes and dangles it above your head. It's enough to get you to perk up, and you brighten immediately when he presses a kiss to your lips. It was quick, and when he pulled away, he mutters a soft, "Satisfied?"

"Hardly," You exhaled, but he covered your mouth with his hand before you could kiss him again, his lips quirking up in a slight smile at the frustrated sound that comes from you. You weren't getting anymore kisses until you ate dinner, no matter how pretty you looked with your puppy-dog eyes.

RAFAYEL — probably wouldn't even realize you had put mistletoe in the entryway of his home. At the very least, when he does notice it, he'll be far more interested in figuring out what shades of pant he could make with the plant rather than anything else.

You can't say you're shocked when you hurry back to his place after running a quick errand to find him crushing the mistletoe. You curse yourself for not buying a backup in case this scenario happened, but there wasn't much you could do.

That doesn't mean you were any less determined, however. The mistletoe may not longer be a plant, but it was in the paint he was making, and therefore the rules still applied, so.

Deciding to be patient, you would wait until Rafayel actually used the paint to make your move. The painting hung on his wall proudly when it was finished, a satisfied smile on his face as he watched you admire it for a few moments, "So? Would you say this is my new masterpiece, cutie?"

And you feign deep thought for a moment before you pull him down into a kiss. It wasn't heated, but it did last for a good second before you pulled away. Bewilderment in his eyes and a pretty blush dusting his ears and cheeks, you smile and simply nod to the painting on the wall, "Mistletoe."

It takes him a few moments to process your word, and his brows furrow slightly, "It's not even December," He says, though he certainly wasn't complaining when you pull him in for another kiss.

You kiss him until his face is covered in lipstick stains, and your lipstick was smeared. His breaths came out in small pants, a dazed look in his eyes when you finally pull away.

"...You're trying to kill me," He quietly accuses after catching his breath, and you can only laugh.

SYLUS — is rather amused when he steps into your apartment to see a thing of mistletoe dangling in the entranceway. He knew you were planning something from the moment you told him to stop by your place.

His amusement only grows when he sees you standing under the mistletoe, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible as he takes his jacket and shoes off. He doesn't need to ask questions, he's not a fool.

The mistletoe was there for a reason, one so glaringly obvious he couldn't help but feel a bit smug knowing that you were trying to find sneaky ways to kiss him. He was flattered, truly, but you didn't need to go to such lengths.

His hands were on your waist in an instant, and you don't miss the gleam in his eyes as he looks at you. Oh, he was never going to let you forget about this moment, and you were half tempted to pull away before he could get the chance to actually kiss you.

His lips capture yours before you can actually distance yourself from him, and it was much more gentle than you were probably expecting it to be. He kissed you like a man dying of thirst, and yet he controlled himself enough to not make you uncomfortable.

"You don't need to use a plant to kiss me, sweetie," He murmurs against your skin after breaking the kiss, instead taking to pressing light kisses against your jaw and neck.

The attention had your mind faltering for just a moment, and you grumble out a quiet 'whatever' before lightly pushing him away from you. You had to cover his mouth with your hand just to get him to stop kissing you. Not that it worked, because he just presses one against your palm, his gaze never leaving yours.

You're the one who wanted a kiss, even going as far as to bringing out mistletoe in the middle of January to achieve your goal. He's just simply giving you what you were asking for.

[splinterclan]

Another thing I noticed with Bess is that she kinda doesn't gaf about the kits?

I mean, she sure likes them as a mother, like she birthed them. But I guess she only cared partially because probably Cedar was the one shoving them infront of her until she started to kind of tolerate them.

Kinda of a stretch but she makes me so confused, why would you start yelling at two authorities that you'll take your children and then not visit them when those people don't please your beliefs?

As I said in comments, these kids don't have the need to be running after their mother! Geez!

(/nm+lh)

I think she really only sees them as an extension of herself rn - or as a perfect iteration of the family she never had. She hasn't truly gotten to know any of them that deeply (I never got to show how she and the kits interacted, but I imagine she was like the 'fun parent' always teaching them hunting moves before their mentors could, catching them extra food, and telling cool stories, but never really asking them about their lives or what they like).

Whenever they spoke about the clan it definitely went in one ear and out the other. I think she just assumes (as she did with Cedar) that once she eventually gets them away they'll be fine and realize the clan wasn't great anyways no matter how long they spent there.

The comic will touch more on her mentality specifically on why she hasn't seen them between the divorce and current events also

Yup! both she and mystery guy exist in-game and have the chance of joining at any point

Boy is going through it for sure :<

[thisisntmyrightera]

Together - CHO HYUN-JU x Fem Reader FINAL PART

Summary: Reader is scammed and abandoned by her boyfriend, leaving her alone in South Korea to her fate, so in desperate search of a solution to return to her home country she decides to join the squid games to get money, within the game she meets a couple of people who become her friends and could possibly be something more.

Warning: Violence, homophobia mention of attempted rape and sexist language

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After being found by a guard and taken to a room where ''the boss'' waited, everything remained silent. I don't know how much time passed between shots in the distance that stopped and started again.,time was eternal.

We'll give you one more chance… a game to save your life, for that you must use this - a guard offered me a uniform like theirs to wear.

I don't want to… - I looked at them denying it.

It's not an option, put it on - he threw it at my feet while I felt the barrel of the gun press on my back.

It will be a special game, after you put it on, your opponent will enter to play.

The mask on my face was tighter than my head could bear, although the pain was nothing compared to the fear I felt every time a gun sounded in the distance, the murmurs surrounded me and I could understand many of them, they were in my language.

The room felt cold, I could feel it despite the suit they had forced me to wear that covered my entire body and despite the thick fabric I could feel the cold barrel of the gun pointed at my back.

Suddenly, I could hear the sound of what was a door and firm footsteps approaching while everything became silent and the room remained dark.

´´Player 120, congratulations you have been chosen to participate in a special game called MARCO POLO, in this game a guard will give you a gun with 4 bullets inside, your anonymous opponent and you will walk around the room and when I say STOP you must say MARCO, while your opponent will say POLO and you will guess from the sound where he has moved to shoot, if you kill him you will have won this round and you will go to the final, if not, you will be eliminated''

Player 120?…I could feel my jaw shaking and my hands scratching the fabric of my gloves, Hyun-Ju.

The room that was totally dark lit up slightly in the center revealing a guard offering her a loaded gun, I could see her for a couple of seconds before she hid back in the darkness with her face wet from tears and her hands shaking with the gun between them.

''The game begins!'' the speaker spoke making a childish music that tormented my ears sound, the gun barrel pushed me making me walk in silence through the darkness to stop when I heard the silence again

Marco…- Hyun-Ju mentioned with her trembling voice

Polo…- I said while the mask distorted my voice and a shot was heard in the room

It hadn't hit me.

''The game continues!'' the voice sounded in the speaker continuing with the music again and they pushed me to walk again, my feet almost dragged themselves stumbling, it didn't matter that my tears clouded my vision anyway I couldn't see in the dark

The music stopped again

Marco…-Hyun-Ju almost screamed this time

Polo…- I said trying not to make my trembling voice noticeable

Again another shot rang out making me jump but again, it didn't hit me.

''Player 120, you have two more chances, let's continue!'' The speaker played music again and I stumbled when I felt the push of the gun on my back

The music was playing slower and slower in my head, there was no chance for me after all and the only hope I had was that Hyun-Ju would get out of here and fulfill her dream, that she would finally be happy after all.

Marco - I heard her voice in the distance like an echo in the void that reverberated in every distant wall of the place

Polo - I barely murmured…

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Alternative ANGST Ending

Alternative FLUFF Ending

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[freeluigihesbae]

𝓫𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 - 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝟑

(2,663 words)

part 1, part 2

summary:

luigi fell in love with you for those sparkling eyes where his dreams of falling in love first came true. but how did it happen?

𝗍𝗐: 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

"So..." Luigi has his hand on yours, not wanting to leave.

The date, as he so confirmed, went wonderfully. The giggles were like butterflies filling the atmosphere while you noted the intensity of his stare in your eyes.

"Is this your go-to phrase when you're dumbfounded?" You smirk while still holding onto his hand. Luigi snickers in response.

"I'm smartfounded-" "That is SO fucking lame." You groan at his response, fake-disgusted at the cop-out answer he gave but he pulls back, both hands next to his head implying that he isn't guilty. You tilt your head back down, giving him a seriously? look that only made him happier.

"No, really. If I told you my resume I've got half the mind to say you'd be impressed." Luigi explains himself but two can play that game.

Especially since you want him to compliment you more.

"Yeah, but I bet you've never worked as hard your girl," you emphasize the your to which he raises his eyebrows, "doing everything with a cast on." You watch as his features soften impossibly more and you're thinking bingo.

"T-That's true." In fact, it isn't. Luigi remembers having to use crutches while preparing for the competition of a lifetime but honestly... he was willing to lie just to put you above himself.

It is an honest, selfless act.

You smile, happy that your little guilt-tripping line has worked its wonders before you remember your hangout with Ash. You check your phone and you already see a few texts.

Ash: heyyyy i miss u. i need to rant so bad istfg

Ash: Girl where tFFFF R yA i'm drunk and heartbro-Ken

You shake your head. This girl and her heartbreaks.

"Is everything alright?" Luigi cocks his head to the side, concerned about the expression on your face that changed so suddenly. You look up, immediately smiling and shaking your head.

"Oh, just a girl problem a friend of mine is having. I guess duty calls." You giggle and Luigi lets out a sigh before he stands up, extending his arm out.

"I'll walk back with you because it's getting dark and it's cold outside. Casts don't mesh too well with this...environment the universe has so cruelly subjected you to." You smile at his borderline philosophical monologue, throwing your head back in laughter and responding in equal vigor.

"Oh, whatever would I do without such a gentleman to guide me through the blazing waters of an Ivy League campus?" You stand up before he's already setting a hand on your waist and nuzzling his nose into your forehead.

"I guess we'll never know." Luigi responds and your heart soars. He couldn't give a better answer than that.

He knows it all too well.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

"Why did you get the injury in the first place?"

You and Luigi have been walking at a leisure pace for about 15 minutes, thankfully since you shot a message to Ash who was kind enough to understand, happy that you found yourself a date.

"It's such a long story but let's just say... heels, stairs, and ice. Put one and one and one together." You reply with a mock serious tone and Luigi groans, his arm around you tightening with a sense of protectiveness.

"I swear, I'll never understand the expectation women have to wear these stupid heels and dress up to look a certain way. Just use 15-in-1 body wash and call it a day." You turn around, slapping your hand over your mouth at how he managed to switch from being so sentimental to talking like, well, what you'd expect a guy to talk like.

"I'm impressed." You say, genuinely impressed.

"That's my goal." He replies.

You walked straight into that one.

"What was the event?" Luigi follows up and you find yourself half-surprised he even cares this much.

Your mind flutters away, picking out the pieces of the night.

"It was a sorority wide gala. I wasn't really up for it but my friends pushed me to come and somehow, the night ended with me regretting it altogether. I'm a homebody, honestly. I like keeping to myself and it's definitely on me for bending to the peer pressure." You respond, sighing at the stress of just thinking about the day that landed you with the case you have on now.

Luigi bends down, placing his lips on your temple for just a second before pulling off.

"If you ever need help, bambi, just remember I'm there for you." He stops but quickly adds a comment. "I wish I could've seen the dress you were in." You stare at his side-profile, wondering how his tone could change yet flow so flawlessly.

"Yeah." That's all you say, finding yourself lost in appreciating this man in his entirety.

"Yeah?" He stops walking and so do you, letting your fingers take the risk and reach over to grab his hand, pulling it closer towards your waist. He understand the assignment, gripping onto your hipbones before his other hand is drawing a line from the small of your back, up to your neck.

"Yeah." You repeat yourself, but this time, your voice is more breathy, hyper aware of the way he's touching you and staring into your eyes.

He looks dreamy, you think, the way he looks at you with not just a superficial sweep of his eyes, but as though he's looking into you, trying to grab at the pieces that make you whole and if possible, soothe and piece them together better than they just were.

Dreamy.

Unknowingly, you both start walking but the pace is even slower as you're lost in each others eyes, asking the question neither of your dared to utter.

Luigi is still looking at you but his breathing has picked up.

He's trying his very best to just take you home and drop you off but there's a pull coming from your eyes and goddamn calling you bambi didn't help him much because the purity and innocence behind that name was driving him insane.

He saw you through those lens too and somehow, it seemed to be enough for him because he barely knew you. Yet, he felt he'd known you for years and he could explain how exactly your soul and body were weaved into one.

You find your way to your dorm building, stopping in front and Luigi's lips immediately part.

"I need to kiss you." He says and you're taken aback, but the blush on your face and ever-so-slight present smile in your eyes tell him you want that too.

He comes a few inches closer while shaking his head, driving his fingers upwards and cupping your face. You take your own hands and place them overtop of his, enjoying the size difference.

"You have no clue, bambi. Your eyes are the most beautiful thing I have seen in this world. I don't care if someone showed me the world's largest diamond and held it up to the sunlight because I'd just have to turn around and look into your eyes and I'd see the light of millions of gems sparkling. I'd see galaxies valiantly painted into poems. I see so many things you don't and the more I stare into them, I-" He falters at the end and you're panting, processing the awe-inducing words that just fell from his lips that you really want to kiss.

"Luigi you- you-" You don't know what to say. That wasn't a normal compliment. It wasn't a usual compliment. Hell, it wasn't even a compliment.

That was a love letter that came straight from his adoration for you.

"What the fuck?" A sharp, broken voice cuts through the warm and giddy atmosphere that was hugging the two of you closer together. You both turn your head and you realize, it's Ash.

Your smile drops but picks up when you turn around and walk over to hug her, but in all her rage for reasons you still don't know, she pushes you back. And she pushes hard.

"You fucking BITCH!" Ash screams while you're falling back, thankful that Luigi has caught you from behind. "Ash what is wrong with you?!" Luigi raises his voice and snap at Ash, who is staring at you both in tears.

"Yeah, that's right. Let me ask YOU that." Ash is pointedly speaking to you and you're feeling tears crowding your vision.

"A-Ash I have no idea what's going on-" "You're sleeping with the guy I asked out to prom?" She interrupts your plead and your eyes go wide before you're looking at Luigi, who spares you a stare and goes back to visibly fuming at the sight of Ash in front of him.

"Get the fuck out of here Ash. You're the one who tried to pressure me into saying yes to your stupid proposal-" "Stupid? Stupid? You're trying to act like you didn't know what your friends were doing and it's your fault that I asked you Luigi!"

"STOP." You yell and watch both Ash and Luigi freeze in place.

"Ash, tell me what the fuck happened and please explain why it justified you pushing me to the ground when I have a cast on?" You put your hands on your hips, watching her eyes go wide when she realizes you have a cast. Her lips part as she stutters and explains herself.

"I-I asked Luigi out for homecoming and he said he didn't like me despite his friends making me think otherwise. I got embarrassed because he did it in front of everyone and I-I-" There's guilt written all over Ash's face and you catch it. Luigi opens his mouth but you shoot him a look, which he respects.

"Everyone who Ash?" You ask, starting to think Luigi was right.

"You know what I mean." Ash scowls lightly before continuing. "Cassidy, Rachel, our friends, and the entire hallway like-" Ash stops, waiting for you to respond.

"So you voluntarily asked him out when there were several people around and expected him to say yes and when he said no you got upset?" You asked, slightly accusatory in your tone and she nods. You then turn to Luigi.

"What did you say to her when you said no? I imagine you said more than just no, correct?" You ask Luigi and he nods, speaking his words confidently.

"I told her that I'm glad she felt comfortable enough to ask me, but that I didn't like her despite what my idiotic friends were making it seem like and that I'm sorry on their behalf, but I couldn't go out with her. I was truthful and I was respectful bam- I mean-" Luigi stops and it takes everything in you to bite back a smile. "I was respectful." Luigi ends his sentence and you hear Ash sharply exhaling.

"You still didn't explain why that justified you pushing me to the ground." You whip your head back to Ash, whose face is pale with guilt.

"I thought he would've told you. So I thought he did and I got upset you were still hanging out knowing he rejected me." Ash says, a streak of anger in her eyes when she remembers the rejection.

You shake your head in disappointment. Even if he had told her, you still would've spent time with him because it's true - Ash is in the wrong.

"You're still in the wrong Ash. He was respectful about it and you made it a bigger deal than it has to be." You finally say and Ash flexes her jaw, staring at you with contempt.

"Of course you think it's my fault. Here you are, all perfect and in order with your life when I'm trying to find my footing." You're taken aback, glancing at Luigi who raises his eyebrow, but doesn't look at you. "You're so perfect. Perfect grades perfect everything-"

"You have all that too, Ash." You cut her off, confused what her annoyance is about.

"Yeah well you know what you have and I don't? The ability to make men fold. Every man I bring back stares at your like you're a goddess and it irks me like hell. You're pretty you're perfect you're everything I want to be. I fucking hate you and don't think for a second I find you any less guilty." Ash's voice is dripping spite and jealousy, getting even worse as she watches your face change...none.

"Ash, you were my closest friend and I always looked up to your for the same exact reasons, but I never tried to make men look at me or give me attention or something. I'm always being myself and it seems like you are unable to do that, which explains your jealousy." Ash's face is still angry, but you can see her lips quivering.

"I don't care. I hate you." Ash says, trying to get a reaction out of you.

"I don't hate you Ash, but I certainly don't want to deal with your baggage. Get out of my face." You say calmly and Ash freezes before crying and walking away. You watch as she's stumbling over herself, remembering she was a bit drunk when she texted you.

Luigi finally lets out a breath and turns to face you.

"I'm proud of you standing up for yourself. You've got a clear head and a strong will bambi." Luigi smiles and you smile back at him.

"Stop, oh my god. Just telling the truth I guess. Thanks for catching me Lu." You let the nickname slip and Luigi gives you a mockingly smoldering look.

"I'm Lu now, bambina?" Your jaw drops.

'Wha-Wh-Where do you pull these from UGH!" You slap his arm before he's scooping you into his arms and in giggles and laughter, you agree.

You hand him your ID card which he scans, carrying you into the room where he sets you on your bed, paying special attention to your cast.

"When are you getting this off, bambi?" You've gotten used to the nickname now, simply answering his question.

"In a week or two. I'm bummer out because I'm going to look stupid at homecoming." You frown a bit but Luigi comes over, lightly setting his finger under your chin.

"I don't know if you'd want to come with me or not, but no matter what you choose, I'm telling you that your eyes, body, and smile make you the most stunning woman anyone will ever set their eyes on." He's leaned in now, speaking his words right over your lips and you find your hands on his t-shirt, clutching the fabric so tight your palms start to sweat.

"I-I-I-" "Need to go, bambina." Luigi pulls away and you gasp as he turns around at the door, shining a smile and walking out the door before you can say his name.

Part of your sags, shoulders falling since you thought he'd ask you out to homecoming, but the way he did it... if he really did, was frankly, underwhelming.

Was this just a fun thing for him? A date that he could brag to his friends about? But how could it be?

You're lost thinking about all the words he'd said and spun you around in ribbon with, trying to fight every urge that told you he was playing with your feelings. You bounce back on the bed before wincing.

Something sharp scratches your head and you turn around before seeing a small card, folded into two and now showing a few words inside. You frown, wondering where it came from.

The moment the card slides between your fingers, it feel thick and rich, making you wonder what was possible written on it.

bambi,

if you're willing to come to homecoming with me, keep an eye out for a package tomorrow before noon.

here's my number: xxx-xxx-xxxx

~ luigi

Your heart flutters once again, all the doubts melting away as you pull the card close to your chest.

What did this boy have in mind?

~

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[the-astronome]

Saw a post here about names of pathologic characters, and decided to share some thoughts regarding our beloathed Bachelor, because I realised something and have to share it with you.

So, what do we know? Well, his name is certainly Daniil and his surname is Dankovsky. “What about his patronymic?” you might ask. Here it’s a bit more complicated, but knowing that he once signed a letter with D.D.D. we can safely assume his patronymic starts with a D, and as a matter of fact, I’m quite sure that it’s actually Daniilovich (i.e. his father’s name was also Daniil), though my arguments in favour of this are rather funny

1)Name:

Daniil, what does this name mean? To begin with, the name comes from Hebrew (“Dānīyyēʾl” in romanised version) and literally means “God is my judge”. What is more interesting, in my opinion, is that this name is partially formed by another Jewish name, “Dan”. “Dan” literally means “judge” and its most known bearer is Dan, son of Jacob (also known as Israel, the angel-wrestling guy), who was (according to the Bible) the founder of the Tribe of Dan. Moreover, the symbol of this tribe is a serpent, because of Dan’s sly, scheming, and calculating character.

Apart from that, Bachelor’s a doctor, and one of the most famous symbols of medicine (at least in Russia) is a Bowl of Hygieia, see a simple example below

This also could be an intended symbolism, which probably started with IPL thinking how they would name their genius-doctor-character, and then spiralling down into all these snake-related topics, eventually choosing Daniil. It might have been just a funny coincidence. Someone can probably text them on Twitter and ask.

2)Surname:

Here it’s a bit tricky, and please do feel free to correct me, because the info I’ll give here might be false. Anyway. When I first started P1, I was a bit puzzled by Bachelor’s surname. You see, even though it is defo a Slavic surname (e.g. -sky ending), it doesn’t make much sense to a Russian speaking person, since what the hell is “Dankov”? A surname in a surname, now ending with “-ov”? Well, here is a potential explanation:

Western Slavs have a form of “Daniel”, namely “Danko”. As far as I understand, it can be a surname (and it is, in various forms, at least in Slovakia and Ukraine). This makes the surname “Dankovsky” mean something like “of the Danko” “son of Danko” “belonging to Danko” etc. All this suggests that, if we translate his surname to Russian in the literal manner, it would change to “Daniilov”. So you see where I’m going, right..?

3)Patronymic:

So. What do we have. “Daniil” as a name, and a surname which apparently (through numerous layers of linguistic irony) is also formed from the name “Daniil”. And we know that his patronymic starts with D. Do I dare suggest that his patronymic follows this silly pattern as well, so it would be “Daniilovich”?

This leaves us with a beautiful name of Daniil Daniilovich Daniilov, which sounds rather humorous and comical to russian-speaking folks (reminds us of the legendary Ivan Ivanovich Ivanov). As a close friend of mine suggested, that could have been a placeholder of sorts during the early development of the game and/or character, when IPL only came up with a name, but not with everything else. Then they decided not to over-invent things, and just obscure the surname via translating and adapting it to Western Slavic languages (Polish and apparently Slovak, I would guess), and basically never mentioning his patronymic. Ingenious if you ask me

4)Takeaways:

Not much, unless you see a sentence where I’m talking out of my ass, please I beg you speak up if messed up the Western Slavic part, I’m not native to those languages, so could’ve missed something there.

More importantly! For me, all these layers behind DDD name form a very concrete foundation for my headcanon that Bachelor is of Polish-Jewish origin. In general, his surname suggests lots of interesting stuff, so explore the linguistic opportunities my fellow patho people

[velidewrites]

- What is the worst thing your OC does in their story?

You probably don’t want to spoil plot points, so tell me each of the VanFam’s worst crimes in their past 🫦

Ooh I love this one — let me answer it with the worst things that, in my mind, they did in the canon acotar verse. I’m going to list a few since they’ve done ah… plenty of terrible things

Vermilion

I’ve mentioned under his recent art, but it would have to be holding Lucien down during Jesmina’s execution. All the brothers played their part in it, for their own reasons, but Vermilion and Eris were the only ones who tried to protect Lucien throughout all of it. It took all of Vermilion’s strength to hold Lucien back — he’d conjured fire ropes, his whip, everything to tie him down to prevent him from lashing out at Beron, a fight Lucien (at the time) had no chance of surviving. Before that incident, Lucien and Ver’s relationship had already been rocky, nothing like what they shared in their early youth, but Ver holding him back was the ultimate betrayal in Lucien’s eyes.

When he was exiled, Lucien told Vermilion he never wishes to see him again, and, if he does, he would kill him without hesitation. Vermilion only smirked and encouraged Lucien to try, even though on the inside it felt like his heart was being ripped apart. In my mind, since then up until where we’re left off in ACOSF, Vermilion periodically checks up on Lucien via his contacts across Prythian — without Lucien ever finding out, of course.

Another horrible in-canon thing: Vermilion was one of the brothers who, together with Eris, had attacked Feyre and Lucien at the frozen lake in ACOWAR. Vermilion had only come along because he hadn’t seen Lucien since UtM, and desperately wanted to make sure he was okay. The other brother was Sylas, who had genuinely hoped to capture both Feyre and Lucien and bring them to Beron (while also secretly hoping Eris would fall through the ice and drown in the lake as a sort of two birds in one stone thing lmao)

** Side note: in that scene in ACOWAR, Feyre and Lucien are described to be trapped by a fiery rope. HI VERMILION

Sylas

Worst crimes? SO many. War crimes in Beron’s name for sure, I can think of so many he could’ve committed during and after the war with Hybern, and in the First War when the Wall went up. Sylas is a soldier, yet, and an extremely skilled warrior, but he doesn’t fight with a soldier’s honor the way, say, Cassian does. Yes, he takes good care of his armies and is loyal to the people, but he fights wars that serve him, and his motives only. Anything to discredit Eris as the heir, to gain Beron’s favor, and to eventually kill them both.

On a sadder note, Sylas led the search for Jesminda when her relationship with Lucien was made known to Beron. He’s the one who’d pursued her through the forest and captured her to bring forward to Beron. While it doesn’t make the crime any better, Sylas did think Jesminda was going to be exiled, not executed. He thought Beron would’ve seen that as the more sensible option to avoid any potential Lesser Faerie uprising in her name. If Sylas were High Lord, it’s what he would’ve done. As for Lucien, he didn’t much care that he was punished and exiled. In Sylas’s eyes, suffering at the hands of Beron is nothing out of the ordinary for any of the brothers.

Marcel

LMFAOOOOO where do I start??

I guess since we’re on the Jesminda topic — after her capture, he used his smoke to incapacitate her, making her suffer horrifying visions of torture, death, Lucien’s death, and everything in between. Beron didn’t order him to do so, and it wasn’t that Marcel particularly wanted to punish her or Lucien. Around that time, he was still perfecting his smoke’s ability to induce hallucinations, so he simply saw it as a good opportunity to practice.

Ask game

[alittlegiraffe]

Title: Close Enough

You couldn’t stop replaying the words in your head.

“She’s kinda clingy, huh?”

You hadn’t meant to overhear the conversation. You’d only walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water while Marshall and one of his friends talked in the living room. You’d heard the comment just as you stepped out of sight.

“Yeah, I guess,” Marshall had replied, his tone nonchalant. “She just likes being around me a lot.”

That was it. Nothing overly critical or cruel, but your stomach still twisted.

Clingy.

Was that how he saw you? How his friends saw you?

You’d always thought your closeness was a good thing—how often you laughed together, how comfortable you felt draping yourself over him on the couch, and how he never seemed to mind when you followed him to the studio just to sit in the corner and read while he worked.

But now, you weren’t so sure.

Maybe you’d been suffocating him, and he was just too nice to say it outright.

The thought made your chest ache, and you resolved to give him some space. Maybe if you backed off a little, he’d appreciate you more.

---

At first, Marshall didn’t notice the subtle shift in your behavior. You still smiled when he walked into the room, still kissed him goodnight, still asked about his day.

But you didn’t linger anymore.

You stopped curling up next to him on the couch, choosing the armchair instead. You didn’t tag along to the studio, and you started making plans with friends instead of spending every free moment with him.

It was subtle, but for Marshall, it was noticeable.

By the end of the week, he was frustrated. He missed the way you’d wrap your arms around him while he played video games or sneak up behind him to kiss his cheek. He missed how you’d light up when he invited you to the studio or how you’d lay your head on his shoulder during movie nights.

And now? Now it felt like you were pulling away.

He wasn’t having it.

---

“Babe,” Marshall called from the couch as you passed through the living room. “Come sit with me.”

“I’m good here,” you said, settling into the chair across the room.

He frowned, setting down his phone. “You’ve been good *there* all week. What’s going on?”

“Nothing,” you replied, forcing a smile. “I just figured you’d want some space.”

“Space?” he repeated, his brow furrowing. “Why would I want space?”

You hesitated, your stomach twisting as you debated whether to bring up what you’d overheard. Finally, you sighed. “I heard what your friend said the other day… about me being clingy.”

His expression shifted, confusion giving way to realization. “You heard that?”

“Yeah,” you said quietly. “And I figured he was right. I’ve been all over you, and I didn’t want to smother you, so… I backed off.”

Marshall stared at you for a moment before shaking his head and standing up. He crossed the room in a few quick strides, crouching down in front of your chair so he was eye level with you.

“Baby,” he said softly, his hands resting on your knees. “I don’t care what anyone says. I love the way you are with me.”

“But you said I was clingy—”

“No,” he cut in, his tone firm. “I didn’t. I said you like being around me, and I love that. I love how close we are, how you’re not afraid to show me you care. It’s one of my favorite things about you.”

Your heart clenched at his words, and you looked down, feeling both relieved and foolish. “I just didn’t want to annoy you.”

He gently tipped your chin up, forcing you to meet his eyes. “You could never annoy me. If I thought you were too much, you’d know. But you’re not. You’re perfect, and I don’t want you to change.”

Tears pricked at your eyes, and you managed a small smile. “You really mean that?”

“Every word,” he said, leaning in to kiss your forehead. “Now, get your ass over to the couch where you belong.”

You laughed, finally feeling the weight lift off your chest.

When you curled up next to him on the couch, his arm draped over your shoulders, it felt like coming home.

And as he pressed a kiss to your temple, he whispered, “Never stop being you, okay?”

“Okay,” you murmured, snuggling closer.

You didn’t need to ask if he meant it. You already knew.

[serenedash]

ok so as a khux Understander do you have any idea how long the span of time between the beginning of the mobile games (foretellers era, daybreak town) and the mainline kingdom hearts games (1,2,3, the "10 years after bbs" stuff) is? i'm halfway through watching the khux story cutscenes comp and the uncertainty is driving me nuts.

First, I'm honored to be known as a khux understander thank you. Second, sorry but there's no concrete reason as of now. If you squint there's some evidence at a time frame but literally shit has been retconned already which is crazy. So I'll just tell you what I DO know!

I can tell you with certainty that all of khux takes place over the course of about 4-5 years because in the later part of union cross there's a cutscene that literally says "4 years ago." iirc khx/chi takes place over the course of one year while unchained chi/union cross takes place over 4 years.

Besides that though, it's an undetermined amount of time between khux and the start of missing link. Here's a piece of dialogue from the finale of dark road:

This is a great indicator of time between khux and khdr but unfortunately this was literally like immediately taken out with an update so it's unclear whether or not this is canon, which would probably make the span of time between khux and khdr about 100-ish years I guess? (if you want to read more about this script change go look at Kat's post, but maybe after you finish khux/dr since you said you're in the middle of it)

And on top of this, Xehanort and Eraqus are about 15 in dark road and during BBS it's been confirmed they're both in their 80s. With certainty I can 100% say that dark road is about 70 years before bbs but that's the only concrete mobile game answer I have. But you could estimate with the original screenshot and this that there's about 170 years between khux and bbs. Again just an estimate, nothing canon, and I'm sure that one edit must've been made due to the development of missing link. Hopefully khml will give us a better answer on time frames!

Hope this helps (as unsatisfying and unconfirmed this is) and feel free to come back with any more questions I love talking about khux :]

[the-sun-and-the-sea]

if Suzanne Collins wrote a Finnick book

Everyone's always asking me "mia how would you feel if there was a new Finnick book" so I thought I'd share my thoughts on that (just kidding the only person asking me that is myself)

Anyway I have seen people express interest for a book about Finnick's Games, although it's usually on other platforms and not on Tumblr. I can see where this interest comes from, but personally I would rather not have that book. First of all, a lot of us are drawn to Finnick and Annie's story because it's so open, and we can do so much with it. It's fun to explore the possibilities, because there's so little we actually know about them.

If there was a new Finnick book coming out, I would read it. I would definitely feel apprehensive though. Here's what I think the main question running through my head would be: what if the book comes out and I learn that I've been doing everything wrong for the past five years? Wouldn't that be terrible?

And, honestly, the answer is...not really? Say the book comes out and it's great. Okay, awesome, we have compelling new material to work with. Say the book comes out and we all think it desecrates Finnick's character. Does that mean all the work we've done until that point is ruined? No. We've been working with limited material for 15+ years and creating rich, vibrant backstories, missing moments, OCs, and more. There's no reason any of that has to stop.

If I enjoyed certain aspects of this hypothetical book, I would probably explore those aspects in more depth. And anything I didn't like I would just not use to build my characterization of Finnick. It's hard to be canon divergent with Odesta because canon leaves it up to us, but I'm fine with ignoring canon if I don't like it.

I guess my main point is that I'd rather we didn't get a Finnick book, but if we did, I'd read it. And if my interpretation of Finnick, Annie, or district 4 was challenged through the new book, I wouldn't let that shake me too much. Fandom is supposed to be fun. I'm having a great time fleshing out these characters and their world in a way that compels me and feels organic. I'm not going to stop doing that even if it eventually contradicts canon.

[jupiterthesmart]

Overanalyzing the FNAF fandom's view on Fanon Henry - a result of Toxic Masculinity?

Just know if you like Fanon Henry I'm probably not referring to you. I'm referring to the people who make him a one dimensional OC who's happy and cheery all the time, the 'stereotype Henry' if you will. And no I don't care about his weight or anything like that, only how people viewed him to change him so much in Fanon. Disagree if you want but I'm not looking for hate or debates here! (Though Tumblr is the least toxic place to share this opinion XD)

TL;DR Fanon Henry is a caricature of what happens when a man reaches out about his emotions, he's seen as ""weak"", no matter what, and people will always insist he's weak because of his mental state. It happens to celebrities, to historical figures, and even to FNAF characters because toxic masculinity is and always will be in everything!

609 words, 3,336 characters ;-;

My reasoning/rant V

What's the appeal of Fanon Henry for people in the FNAF Fandom?

Let's think of the traits Fanon Henry has - He's a good father, depicted as weaker than William Afton, with softer colors, usually shorter, more emotional, and overall every "not manly" trait you can think of dialed up to 100.

I've noticed the same people who prefer Fanon Henry seem to love Canon William. It seems like an OC next to a FNAF character which is fine, but I'm looking for the reason why people feel the need to change Henry so much?

It could be passed off for some sort of ""understandable"" fandom reason for him being turned into an OC and all his canon personality ignored (like if he was POC or a woman) Because then the reason would be obvious and I wouldn't have to question it. But he's a conventionally attractive white man! He's a father with two kids and a blonde haired blue eyed wife! What did this character go through in this fandom to have so much change done to him for seemingly no underlying or discriminatory reasons?...

Well! My theory is people see him as 'weak' because of his depression, and so the fanon version represents that. Like, think of it. He lost his entire family, his business came crashing down, his friend turned out to be a child murderer, and Henry got so emotionally unstable that he killed himself. FNAF has some pretty one-dimensional characters but not Henry, in fact I think he's one of the more well written in early FNAF. But... why dumb him down to just 'William's friend' or 'Charlie's dad'? Why recognize his depression as the only thing that matters?

I don't hate the people who make him fat but this is one of my points too. Fat people in media are typically seen as weak and depicted as overly emotional, (especially fat men, because rounder features make them seem, you guessed it, less manly.)

Not to mention the way people on the 'Fanon Henry' side tend to describe him as pathetic or always point out how sad he is all the time, and every other character trait is perfect. It's weird! He has more character than that but people forget... I wonder why. This doesn't happen to William because he's the more 'stoic, smarter' one despite him being WAY more emotional than Henry. William wasn't infantilized because he abused his family, killed children, and gaslit his closest friend. Those are ""manly"" traits to the fans, and even seen as attractive. Henry, the one who has more written about his personal life and family in flashbacks than William has so far, the protagonist of this story, is babied because he's a depressed man. He killed himself to avoid help, and the fandom treats him exactly how he would've been treated if he reached out. He's 'weak' because of his emotions.

He never said how he felt out loud in the books, and in FNAF 6 if you listen to the tape where he is venting out his frustration and saying his plans, you get a game over and get falsely sent to a mental hospital. This man did not want help for his issues, he told no one, and would get whoever knew how he felt institutionalized or burned! But ultimately his verbal suicide note in FNAF 6 came back to bite him. Fans took this as a sign that he was extremely verbal about his emotions, thus making him "weak." Now that's all he ever will be in the eyes of about 80% of the fandom.

...And that's why I will ALWAYS prefer Canon Henry.

[w1shfullthink1ng]

so i have another request based on another song, the man who can’t be moved by the script. so maybe something of reader and nika breaking up for wtv reason and one of them is desperate to get them back??

THE WOMAN WHO CAN’T BE MOVED

nika mühl x fem!reader (dual pov)

DESCRIPTION/ Nikas busy schedule became all too much leading to a messy break up, despite everything her absence made your heart clench. Maybe it was for the best..or maybe it just wasn’t the right time.

WARNINGS/ language, angust, happy ending!

this is shorter than I intended & not proof read…😔🙂

IT WAS LATE NIGHTS LIKE THIS…where you missed nika the most. The moonlight, the stars, the streetlights. It reminded you of when y’all first where in that friends with tension stage.

FLASHBACKS 2 YEARS AGO…

Laughter filled the cool night air as you and nika where on a late night walk. “You know I love the feeling of the night..I like watching cars pass which is why I love walking this street so much.” you smiled at her words “Yeah..it’s so crazy to think how everyone lives their own life’s you know? like everyone experienced today differently.” you continued to go own about your perspective, she admired you while you spoke. “Nika?” you giggled “a penny for your thoughts?” you nudged her, she shook her head laughing softly. “You’re just so beautiful..your brain is just as pretty as your face…..I love that about you”

END OF FLASHBACK. CURRENT DAY..

You where standing on that same side walk watching cars pass & counting stars. You have gone to this spot where you and nika used to walk every. single. day since the break up. You felt stupid at times for missing her so much like this especially since you where the one to break it off but walking this street has become apart of your routine you couldn’t break off.

This was one of the only things you still had left of her and you where holding onto it for dear life. A part of you knew deep down that you where waiting for her..if she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.

you knew before hand getting in a relationship with her, that it wasn’t gonna be easy all the time especially around basketball season. Basketball is her whole life and her main focal point as well as a big reason she moved to the u.s in the first place, you just didn’t think it would consume her.

You where truly happy for her and when y’all where still in the honeymoon stage it was love. y’all truly love..loved?..each other. But it got to a point where she was never there. The practices, the games, the press conferences she gave so much of herself to the game, her team, the fucking reporters but by the time she came home to you her energy was gone and then she’d wake up give you a kiss and it was a constant cycle.

you run your hands through trying to remember that you did what you had to do. Y’all’s relationship was barley even enough to call it one when basketball season came around. It was always hot and cold with her and you couldn’t take it. But even now you know when she was there she made you feel like the only girl in the world even if it was just for those few minutes to hours you had her. But was it really worth all the late lonely nights, the fights, the constant second guessing?.

NIKAS POV

it’s officially been 2 months since the break up. I’ve tried to convince myself that what me and her had was over and that i’d been fine. But i just can’t shake the fact of believing that it’s really over between us. I mean how can I move on when i’m still in love her?. Basketball season is starting up again & i feel fucked i quite honestly haven’t been able to focus or play as well. This has effected me more than i admit. I mean we were together almost 2 fucking years now what? they’re gone just like that?

“Mühl.” I was brought out of my trance as my coach calls me out “get your head in the game, what’s gotten into you? you’re missing lay ups that practically fall right into your hands..i know this is just a scrimdge but you can’t play like this at our first game of the season. Our first game sets us up for the whole season. Now either fix your priorities or I just can’t put you on the court if you’re not ready..not when you can’t shoot the ball.”

I try to control myself but i was already on the brink of losing it. Stressed is an understatement for what i was feeling. I take a deep breath “I just need a minute.” before he could reply i was out. I let the cool air hit my face. I didn’t just need a minute i needed her.

It was like i couldn’t control myself i started walking towards that sidewalk we used to walk everyday. I haven’t walked here since..it’s like my heart was subconsciously leading me there. I had to get over this. over her. but i can’t. how could i?

then that’s when my heart physically started to hurt was i imaging this? no. she’s here. she’s real. and i see her. holy shit it’s just like seeing her for the first time.

YOUR POV

Seeing nika again after 2 months felt like time had froze. “nika?..” “hey..”she breaths out. Both of y’all didn’t really know what to feel. You clear your throat being unable to handle the awkward silence. “I-“ “I still love you. I’m sorry..” she blurted out before you finished your sentence.

“what?..” then like such a movie cliche it started to rain like it was on cue. “you heard me..i love you..i never stopped and i know i never was the best to you and i regret it everyday.” you felt pent of anger, pain, happiness & relief all hit you at the same time

“no nika stop-“ but she didn’t “I’m so sorry i didn’t savor you when i had you i lost my remarkable girl my baby my everything.” “this isn’t fair you can’t just-“ you where unable to fight back the tears from streaming down your cheeks, she cupped your face wiping your tears unable to keep back her own tears from escaping.

“I always thought you where the most beautiful person inside & out..anyone that meets you can’t not fall in love with you..even if it’s just a little, you’re like a shot of espresso you’re the creamer in my coffee making everything so sweet..and i know how cliche this all sounds but i love you damn it!”

you slammed your lips onto hers not caring that y’all where both soaking wet from the pouring rain. “I love you too you idiot” you breath out against her lips she smiles letting out a breathy laugh “theres my girl..”

after that moment with the rain and all you swear the stars & moon all smiled shinning a little brighter just for the two of you.

A/N

hi lovelies!! i missed you guys so so so much! but writers block got me y’all 😖 born to be writing silly little fics forced against my will to write argumentative essays (if it’s not an angry love confession i don’t wanna write it)

guess how many times i made a gracie reference in here MUHAHHAHA also this was shorter than i intended but this has been sitting in my drafts and I didn’t wanna keep holding out of y’all so here you guys are finally getting fed🙂‍↕️

THANK YOU ANON for this wonderful request it was mwah! chefs kiss as always. I absolutely adore this song it’s officially been added to my playlist & on repeat

thanks for reading, love you always

WISH SIGNING OFF🪽

[thelonelyshore-if]

My MC is bouncing between “I am currently experiencing a full psychotic break from reality; i guess I never specifically asked if we have a family history of schizophrenia”, “batshit level hallucinogens[??] in the water supply[???]”, and “unethical bioterrorism science experiment…just like my resident evil games…” for sure. They have no idea how they would even begin to go about confirming or denying any of these theories, so they���re more or less going along with things and soothing themself by thinking about how there’s probably a coherent explanation that aligns with what they previously understood about, like, physics and shit, they just can’t access that information right now.

Ooooh yeah all three options definitely make sense on the MC's end; and align with several of the theories I'll let the player pick through in the scene.

Also I love the idea of "Just like my Resident Evil games in real life..." haha it made me smile. Looooove Resident Evil<3

[mama-qwerty]

Do you have any theories for Amy in the fourth film? Her personality, her backstory, her relationships with the others, etc

Amy's personality and characterization have been all over the map throughout the games and comics, and honestly the only thing I hope they don't do with her is to make her a complete fangirl stalker over Sonic. (And I guess don't make her into a girlboss, either.)

She can admire him, if his feats of heroics had spread through the galaxy and inspired her to become a hero too. It would be funny if, after spending some time with him, she realizes "oh, he's kinda a dork" and it knocks him off the pedestal she had put him on before coming.

Actually, that would be a good character arc for Sonic. He's all about being a hero and such, and if he finds out that his exploits have been spread throughout the galaxy as something to aspire to, it may go to his head a bit. Being "The Hero" is all well and good, but when it comes down to it, it's his own heart and compassion for people that pushes him on, not the fame. (And maybe he's a bit of an adrenaline junky, too.)

But he finally admits he's nothing without his brothers. He wouldn't even be here if not for them, they'd both saved his butt more than once and even big brave galaxy heroes need help.

And maybe there's a little talk he has with her, when she's afraid and made mistakes and worried about not being as good as hero as he is. When he tells her that it's not about being brave and never afraid, it's not about never making mistakes, she doesn't have to be a Hero like him, she's really awesome in her own right, and she needs to figure out how to be the hero she needs to be. To be true to her own heart.

There could also be a funny side plot where Knuckles is feeling a little pouty because HE had his name and reputation all over the galaxy, too. Which Tails has to remind him that "Being the most dangerous warrior of the galaxy is a little different than being the hero of an entire planet." To which Knux would harumph a bit and mumble under his breath how he "took down a fire demon once and no one rushed to praise me about that". "What?" "Nothing. Nevermind."

I could see Amy being an excited kid, one who's heard the stories of Sonic The Hedgehog, and wants to be just like him. But when she meets him, she sees he's just a kid, like her. Just trying to do the right thing, and help people wherever he can. And maybe that encourages her even more.

I would like to see her spunky, and adventurous, and caring, and stubborn, and maybe a little competitive (gimme a scene with her and Knux sparring, I'm begging you, Jeff).

As for her backstory, based on the little credit scene we saw, she seemed to be waiting for the horde of Metals to attack Sonic, which means she had prior knowledge of the attack. She arrived on Earth (or maybe was here already) to save Sonic, maybe because the Metals (and whomever created them) was a larger threat to the rest of the galaxy. Maybe she's part of a resistance, here to enlist the help of the Hero of Earth to stop them.

Jeff has shown he knows how to craft good backstories and personalities for the characters, so I trust that he'll give us a good Amy, too.

[poisonousquinzel]

so i've been making a doc for documented receipts and such so i don't have to go looking for links and quotes each time i wanna use one. i've been going through interviews and stuff and the quote above is one of the ones i stumbled on the other day but this ????/'

GS: I have to ask you about this version of Harley Quinn. She's considerably different from the cartoon version. She's a little bit sexier, a little bit more...grown-up, I guess is a way to put it.

Paul Dini: Yeah, a little more. A little more adult I would say. She is a little harder edged because the game seemed to demand that. She does have her impish side to her, but it's really dark, for the game. Sometimes in the comic she goes back and forth. Sometimes she's a little girl and she's almost to the point of being a hero, like helping out people in her own screwball way. But in this version she's clearly in the Joker's camp and doing whatever she can to help him out. [Source]

A LITTLE GIRL???????? this was in April 2009, there was jackshit that depicted her as a little girl thats such ??????? wording am i missing something ?? BTAS Harley was already "adult", her story is serious and engaging and ... she was literally created for "Joker's Favor" to be in Joker's camp and doing whatever she can to help him out and cheer him on ???

bro what are you talking about who depicted her as a little girl by 2009 am i forgetting something; only ones i can think of that might fall under this category as of right now are ones that came out after year

Lil' Gotham did debut in that year's annual, 2009, but like

i can't imagine this is what he was talking about ....

so like what tf is he talking about 😭����

it gives me the same vibes as the novelization for the 2016 suicide squad book saying this shit during the Ace Chemicals scene

He put his lips over hers and breathed life back into her tiny, little, sexy, sexy body.

Paul Dini: When we came up with the origin story for her, we put it out there that maybe she was not so good a person to begin with. Maybe in some ways she was manipulative, she took advantage of people, she cut corners. She was looking to profit off of these super criminals by writing a tell-all book. She was becoming a very surface-y pop psychologist and writing a tell-all book about the criminals of Gotham. When we took that attitude with her, it made it okay for her to fall under the Joker’s sway like that. Source

who let him say this? this is so nasty what the fuck is wrong with him

"When we took that attitude with her, it made it okay for her to fall under the Joker’s sway like that. " when we viewed her as a self serving slut who was only in it for the money it made it okay for her to be manipulated by joker like that :D

"She was becoming a very surface-y pop psychologist" BUT YOU DIDNT WRITE HER AS A PSYCHOLOGIST MOTHERFUCKER YOU WROTE HER AS A PSYCHIATRIST

i dont know who needs to hear this, but being a bad person or doing shady shit in your past does not mean you deserve to be abused and manipulated or that it makes it okay for your abuser to do what they do to you. that's a really gross thing to say about what he himself made as an abusive relationship.

[fightingwithallreality]

Both my sisters bought wedding dresses.

I move in five days.

The anxiety is not good tonight, boys

[apostaterevolutionary]

Okay can I be a bitter Anders fan for like. Just 2 minutes here lmao

Cause bioware released some game stats for veilguard and apparently 72% of players redeemed Solas which is like. Okay yeah the game kinda pushes you towards that. But when I think of all the shit I used to have to put up with just for enjoying Anders like at all and…

(This is not me being anti-Solas, I do not care if you love or hate him, but I am gonna say what he’s done is like. Objectively worse than literally every other companion so lmao. And that’s fine! You can still enjoy him! I’m not saying you can’t and it’s important to me that people understand that! I’m just saying he did in fact do objectively morally worse things in game than Anders did and I don’t think that’s really debatable. And I can’t really make my point here without saying that but I do want to make it clear this is not some moral condemnation of Solas enjoyers cause it’s not)

Getting anon hate on the regular, being told “oh you’re allowed to like Anders as long as you regularly talk about how much he sucks”, people gleefully describing how much fun they have killing him ON your posts about the fact that you like him, the devs making jokes about shitty fates for him when fans asked innocent questions about him, the absolute audacity of his writer to say half the shit she did in interviews (about bisexuality and mental illness, most critically), and then being beaten over the head again in inquisition about how Anders is the worst character to ever exist and there’s no redemption for terrorists who lie to you one time in the entire game and he deserves death or worse and that’s it

And now… 72% of people are down to redeem the guy who lies to you for 2 games straight and who did a lot of questionable things that includes creating the fucking blight and. Like. I guess I’m glad that Solas fans can live in a world where they aren’t constantly harassed and can give their ship like. A pretty damn good ending all things considered. And that the devs love Solas and actually give the option for that happy ending and have characters go to bat for Solas throughout the game and the most annoying thing they have to see are people making scrambled egg memes. I would not wish anyone to have to deal with the shit Anders fans had to put up with back then cause it sucked. It really sucked. And I’m glad it’s not being repeated with a different character, if nothing else

But like. Man there really is a difference when the writers actually like the character who does the thing, huh