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atypical-artisan · 9 months ago
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SHIP GIFS SHIP GIFS
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faiell · 22 days ago
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Relax, Potter. Don’t you trust me?
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pigeons-with-jello · 2 months ago
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No one talks about how michael shelley was angry. no one talks about how michael distortion was murderous. helen barely got that bad and she was the distortion during the apocalypse. michael was quiet with his anger but it ran free when he had the power to hurt people. he wanted to, somewhere deep down. that is before we get to the revenge aspect. he never grew out of his thirst for revenge towards the archives and the institute and gertrude more than anything, the one he trusted and loved like a parent who abandoned him, left him for bait. michael wanted someone dead for his pain, he wanted to hurt someone like he had been hurt.
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cobaltfluff · 5 months ago
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I dont care that it happened you to kanji. it should have happened to ME.
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warlenys · 1 year ago
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i actually do not think aziraphale is gonna kiss crowley all tenderly he is gonna rip his glasses off throw them on the floor grab his collar and kiss crowley with the same ferocity he kissed him with. aziraphale is ravenous. he’s already had his first taste. that shit is not gonna be sweet and gingerly. it’s gonna be pornographic. like the ox
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just-null · 3 months ago
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Do you ever do requests? If so, do you ever plan on drawing some Yandere with the Hantengu clones? :D hope you have a good day/night!!!
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yes!! I love yanderes.. and these guys.. these guys are such good material...... nods nods..
I'm not sure about requests..I assume you mean drawing requests? I suppose if it REALLY catches my interest enough, I'd do it, but it'd probably just be line art/sketches.
#null rot#yandere kny#yandere demon slayer#kny#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer#hantengu#hantengu clones#sekido#karaku#urogi#aizetsu#midori306#YOU ALREADY KNOW THE ANSWER TO THE YANDERE QUESTION MY BELOVED CULT MEMBER#uwaa and i recently checked back on their designs.. THEY HAVE LONG SLANTED EARS DUDE WHAT THE FUCKKK THATS LIKE THE CUTEST EVER#i tend to shitpost and focus on the dere than the yan but thats my mistake!! im sorry cult members.. I'll need scarousal#when calling sekdio. he pretends to ignore you but you can tell he heard you when his ear twitches#He's flabbergasted that you met someone else to begin with. who let you go out without one of them?!#hes too shocked and angry to even properly get upset!!#Karaku loves everything you have to say. less so if its positive abt someone else. still listens tho. listening carefully for details..#he doesnt mind others eyeing you. youre perfect in his eyes. who wouldnt? still.. thats not gonna fly well.#Urogi loves when you seek him out but mentioning someone else... is bc you want to feed him right? ofc! you want to benefit him!#its cause hes your favorite! yeah! youre so sweet!!! ofc he'll get rid of someone for you both!!#Aizetsu's bashful. he feels put on the spot when calling him but hes always hoping you give him affection of some kind. always ready for yo#mentioning someone else was NOT what he wanted and now hes sad.. youre making him sad.. whats so important you had to bring that up?#The thought of anyone else makes him feel so exhausted already.. wont you comfort him instead? he needs you now.. atone for your mistakes#uwaa expressions.. uwaaa aizetsu releasing some of the tension in his brows when hes feeling upset towards you uWAA#i CANT RAMBLE ENOUGH IN THE TAGS SO WAIT FOR THE POST I HAVE IN THE BACK BURNER FROM SOMEONE ELSE WHO ASKED FOR SOMETHING SIMILAR!!!!!!!
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mitskisfirstborndaughter · 29 days ago
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danger days and revenge are THE albums if youre a teenage girl and angry as shit. the black parade is for when youre sad and into theater
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the-meme-monarch · 1 year ago
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had a smidgen of a dream about chapter three and needed to illustrate it
if you ship scc please don’t interact w me 👍
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itachanta · 2 years ago
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Highly specific gifset of Vash's angry face because we all love when our sweet blorbo goes 😠
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insidekatmind · 15 days ago
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She's mine - Jobe Bellingham
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Wearning: +18,smut, english is not my first language
The place was full of people. The music was pumping from the speakers, stroboscopic lights flickered across the floor and people around danced in a single wave of movement. You were there, next to Jobe, with a drink in your hand and a smile on your face. You wore a black short skirt and a tight top, the perfect outfit to feel safe and attractive. You felt the looks on you, but you did not pay too much attention.
Jobe, on the other hand, noticed them all.
He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest, his dark eyes fixed on you with a look that you knew well. He drank a sip from his glass every now and then, but the look never left you.
"Are you all right, love?" you asked him as you approached, your sweet voice barely covered by the music.
"I’m fine," he replied dry, eyes quickly passing from you to a guy across the room. The boy, with a smile all too sure of himself, was watching you. And Jobe had noticed it.
You didn’t give it any thought, thinking it was one of those usual evenings where the guys got a little too brave with some drinks too much. But then you heard a voice behind your back.
"Hey, baby, what’s your name?"
You turned and found yourself in front of a tall boy, with hair combed backwards and a slimy smile printed on his face. He had a drink in his hand and waved it slightly as if he was trying to impress you.
"I don’t know you," you replied in a firm but polite tone, trying to make him understand that you were not interested.
"We can fix it," he said with a wink. "Come on, dance with me, I promise you won’t regret it."
You shook your head, barely laughing. "No, thank you. I’m here with my boyfriend."
The boy looked behind you, noticing Jobe. "He? He seems too busy playing hard to get on with you. You deserve someone who will make you have fun."
Your eyebrows are raised in surprise. "I suggest you stop."
But you didn’t have to say more.
Within a second, Jobe was there. You didn’t even notice when he came near, but now he was right next to you, his tall and wide body standing between you and the boy. Jobe’s gaze was icy, his jaw stretched and his fists clenched at the sides.
"Repeat what you said," he said in a dangerously calm voice, slightly tilting his head.
The boy raised his hands, stepping back. "Relax, man. I didn’t mean to disrespect."
"Oh yes? 'cause I took it as a lack of respect," said Jobe, stepping forward. " And you know what happens to people who disrespect my girlfriend?"
"Okay, okay, brother, it’s all right," said the boy with a nervous smile, trying to walk away. "I don’t want any trouble."
"Then go," growled Jobe. "Right now."
The boy left, taking one last look at you, but when Jobe took another step forward, he accelerated his step towards the crowd.
"Jobe, calm down," you said by placing a hand on his chest, feeling the accelerated beats of his heart. "You are better than this."
He turned to you, and for a moment you saw in his eyes that mix of anger and jealousy. But it wasn’t just anger: it was concern. His hand has found your side, holding you firmly.
"He was looking at you as if you were his," she said with her heavy breath, her chest rising and falling under your hand.
"I wasn’t," you replied sweetly. "I’m yours, Jobe."
His fingers have gone up your side to the bottom of your back, gently pushing you toward him. " I know," he muttered, but his gaze was still dark, still marked by that jealousy which seemed impossible to extinguish.
"I know," he repeated, but this time with less anger and more sweetness. His eyes went down on your skirt and then again on you. " But with this skirt... you don’t make things easy."
"Ah, so it’s my fault now?" you said with a provocative smile, putting your hands on his shoulders and looking into his eyes.
Jobe shrugged, a hint of a smile trying to make its way on his face. " Not that I’m saying, but... you knew what you were doing when you put it on."
You raised an eyebrow, tilting your head to one side. "And you knew exactly how you would react, didn’t you?"
He looked down upon your lips, and you felt his breath change rhythm. His hand slipped down your back, pressing you against him. " Yes," she whispered against your lips before kissing you with a raw, intense passion, as if she wanted to show you that you were hers and only hers.
The kiss was possessive, but not in a toxic way. It was the kind of kiss that made you feel wanted, protected and loved. His hands anchored to your hips, the grip steady and firm. There was no need for words.
When you got out, his eyes didn’t leave you for a second.
"From now on, if anyone tries to hit on you, tell me right away," he said in a low and serious voice.
"Are you going to be a cop every time we go out?" you joked, laughing softly.
"If it means no one touches you, then yes," he said with conviction.
You shook your head, smiling. "You’re too stubborn."
"Only when it comes to you," he said as he approached again, this time with a softer look. He stroked your face with his thumb, staring at you as if you were the only person in the room.
"You’re mine," he whispered in a low, scratchy voice, his eyes dark as they stare into yours.
"You’re right," you replied softly, grasping the collar of his sweater to draw it back to you. "I am yours, Jobe. Only yours."
His eyes softened, and the smile he gave you this time was sincere, without anger or jealousy. " And I am yours," he said, kissing you again, this time with all the sweetness he could offer.
The rest of the evening, Jobe didn’t leave you alone for a second. His hands were always upon thee: on the side, on the back, entwined with thy fingers. Not because he didn’t trust you, but because he wanted to remind you that no matter what happened, he would be there. Always.
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The evening continued, but the energy between you and Jobe had changed. The music was still booming, the club was always crowded and the stroboscopic lights colored the faces of people around. But you only felt the presence of Jobe next to you.
His hands were anchored to your hips, sometimes pulling you slightly to himself, as if he needed to feel closer. But his look... His gaze was no longer on you.
It was about that boy who tried to hit on you
You had noticed it too. He stood a few feet away, in the crowd, with his glass in his hand and a cheeky smile on his lips. He looked at you again, openly challenging Jobe, as if he wanted to provoke him.
You felt Jobe’s breath becoming slower and deeper. His broad shoulders were stiff, his jaw taut in a hard line. His eyes did not move, and you knew that look. It was the look of one who is about to lose patience.
"Jobe..." you said softly, passing a hand along his muscular arm. He didn’t answer, too focused on the boy.
"Jobe," you repeated, this time getting closer to him, your chest touching his. You slightly lifted up on your toes and laid a soft kiss on his taut jaw.
"Hm?" he muttered without turning his eyes from the boy.
"Look at me," you whispered near his ear, in a sweet but firm voice.
Slowly, reluctantly, he looked down at you. His eyes were still full of wild jealousy, but your touch seemed to calm him. You have tilted your head to one side, letting your eyes fill with sweetness, as if to say: "There is no need for all this, I am here with you."
"It’s not worth it," you said, caressing his chest with your fingers. "You already have the prize, Jobe. I’m yours, remember?"
His breathing has slowed down. You saw his jaw relax slightly, even though his eyes still cast some glances at the boy.
You knew it wasn’t enough. Not yet.
You lowered your hand from his shoulder and let it slide down his chest, slowly, until you stopped on his hips. Then, without breaking eye contact, you turned around and started to move your hips against him, following the rhythm of the music.
The song was slow, with a sweeping rhythm that seemed to be made for dancing in a sensual way. You let yourself go to the rhythm, sliding your hips against his, back and forth, slowly and with intention. You felt the warmth of his body against your back, its presence that completely enveloped you.
Jobe breathed hard, as if he had been caught off guard. His hands found your hips instantly, holding you tight. He pulled you even closer, his breath now against your ear.
"You’re dangerous, you know?" he whispered in a hoarse voice, low and intense.
You smiled in secret, biting your lower lip. " I’m just dancing," you said with a false innocence, turning your head to look at him.
"This is not dancing," he muttered, clenching his teeth. "You’re playing with me."
You laughed quietly and moved your hips with even more intensity, following the rhythm of the music that seemed to become slower and more overwhelming. The movements were fluid, slow, sensual. You felt his hands on your hips, as if he wanted to control your movements, but you didn’t give him control. You were the one driving.
"What’s the matter, Jobe? Can’t you play along?" you said with a hint of provocation.
His breath became heavier. He grabbed your hips with more force, making your body even closer to his. You felt his chest against your back, the warmth of his skin through his clothes.
"Watch your language, baby," he whispered in your ear, his voice scratching and deep. " Because if you keep this up, I might forget we’re in the middle of all these people."
The shiver that ran through your back was inevitable. You knew exactly what it meant. Jobe never spoke in vain.
"I’m just making sure you don’t lose your head," you replied softly, tilting your head back, leaning it on his shoulder. Your eyes met his, and there was something in that look that made you feel powerful.
His pupils were dilated, his deep breath, the control he was so much trying to maintain was about to collapse. His eyes were lowered to your lips, then to your neck.
"You’re too good at it," he admitted with a dangerous smile. "And I don’t like when you test me."
"Then stop making me your test of strength," you replied with a provocative grin, slightly pushing your hips against him one last time.
Jobe closed his eyes for a second, breathing heavily as if he was trying to contain himself. When he opened them again, he had that look in his eyes "you won, but not for long."
"Don’t give me orders," he said softly, his hands pulling you closer. "You know I don’t listen."
"I know," you whispered, your lips leaning against his jaw. You kissed him slowly, letting your lips run against his warm skin. You felt his breath getting heavier. Then you kissed his neck, leaving a trail of heat down his skin. You knew how much he liked it.
His hands are clenched on your hips, stronger this time. He grabbed you firmly, tilting his head to the side to give you more space on his neck. He said nothing, but he didn’t need it. The way his chest rose and fell quickly said it all.
When you looked up, you saw the boy from before who was still watching, but this time his look was different. He understood. He knew that Jobe would not let it go.
Jobe has noticed.
He looked up and his eyes crossed with the boy’s. This time, there was no anger. No.
There was a silent challenge, a look that said: "Did you see? Do you understand? She's mine."
The boy lowered his eyes and turned, mixing with the crowd.
Jobe took a long and deep breath. He turned his face towards you, his eyes still burning with desire and need.
"See? Problem solved," you said with a mischievous smile.
He tilted his head to one side, his smile sharp as a blade. "Problem solved, yes... But now you’ve created another."
"Hm, really? And what would it be?" you asked pretending innocence.
His hands have moved on your back, and with a look full of intention, he has whispered against your ear:
"You"
Those two letters hit you harder than the bass of the music that was ringing in the club. You felt the weight of his gaze on you, a burning, hungry look, as if you were the only thing he could see in that crowd.
A smile escaped your lips. You couldn’t help but smile knowing how much control I had over him. You felt it against yourself, the tension in his body, the energy that barely seemed to hold. His hands on your hips were firmer, firmer. You felt her erection and felt you more hot
"huh yes?" you said in a provocative tone, raising your face towards him, your eyes crossing in a silent battle. " And what are you going to do about this problem, Jobe?"
His smile was dangerous, a mix of arrogance and desire. He answered you not with words, but with gestures. His hands have become more sharp, slowly sliding down your hips and then up to your back. With a quick and sure move, he turned you towards him, your bodies now face to face.
The world around you seemed to dissolve. The music, people dancing and laughing, everything became muffled, far away. There was no one left. Just the two of you.
His eyes fell on your lips, then back into your eyes, as if he was seeking your permission. But no words were needed. Your look told him everything.
And then he kissed you.
Strong.
Determined.
His lips were hot and thirsty of yours, and the kiss was anything but gentle. There was need, desire, possessiveness. You felt the way he held you, as if he wanted to make you understand that you were his. His hand moved behind your neck, fingers creeping into your hair, pulling you slightly to get even closer.
You did not back down. In fact, you answered with the same intensity, your hands clinging to her sweatshirt, squeezing it hard. You felt his shortness of breath against your mouth, and every time you parted for a second, he came back to take you, more hungry than before.
"Damn," he whispered against your lips, with a crooked smile, the heavy breath. "You drive me crazy."
"I know," you replied with a grin, your lips still so close to hers that they were touching.
He didn’t leave you time to say more. Before you could see it, his hands gripped you firmly for life.
"Come with me," he said in a low, determined voice.
You didn’t have time to answer. He took your hand and led you through the crowd. You felt the looks of some people on you, but you didn’t care. All you could feel was Jobe’s hand wrapped around yours, warm and strong, like a steel chain that tied you to him.
He walked before you with a determined step, his eyes looking for a destination. Then you understood it. The door of the bathroom.
Your heart was beating hard in your chest, but not of fear. Of adrenaline. Of excitement.
As soon as he reached the door, he pushed it with one hand, checking that it was free. When he saw that there was no one inside, he pulled you with him and closed the door behind you with a firm slamming. The lock made click, and the noise seemed louder than the music outside.
The room was small, with a dim light and a dirty mirror, but you didn’t care. It was all irrelevant to him.
He gently pushed you against the wall, but his gaze was far from gentle. His eyes were staring at you as if you were the only thing that mattered to him at the time.
"You’re playing with fire, you know?" said in a husky voice, his breath short as his hands settled back on your hips, thumbs touching the skin between your skirt and top.
"I know," you replied with a provocative smile, biting your lower lip. "But fire does not frighten me."
A dangerous smile appeared on his lips. "We’ll see," he muttered, lowering his face towards your neck.
The first kiss on the neck made you hold your breath. He was warm, slow, and the way his lips moved against your skin made you close your eyes. Then you felt his hands rise up your back, his strong fingers caressing your skin with an exasperating slowness.
Another kiss, this time stronger, followed by a slight pressure of his teeth on your skin. You have withheld a groan, but you could not hide it completely.
"You like it, don’t you?" he whispered in your ear, his low and satisfied tone. His voice made you tremble.
"Don’t be too high-handed," you replied, but your voice was weaker than you would have liked.
"Ah, really?" he said, his lips moving from your jaw to your cheek, leaving a trail of warm and moist kisses. Then he looked into your eyes, his face a few inches from yours, his dark and intense look.
"Look how you’re clinging to me," he said in a low voice, looking down at your hands, which were clenching tightly on his sweatshirt.
"You’re unbearable," you murmured, but your lips could not hold back a smile.
"Unbearable but irresistible," he replied with that arrogant grin you loved and hated so much.
His hands moved again on your hips, and this time he began to move slightly against him, following the slow and deep rhythm of music that could be heard in the distance. Your bodies moved in unison, slow and perfectly synchronized. You felt every movement, every little movement of his muscles against you.
And you let go. Your hands left the grip on his sweatshirt and wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. Your lips sought hers again, and this time the kiss was even more intense, more hungry. Your fingers intertwined between his short hair, barely pulling it, tearing off a moan that made you feel powerful.
"Who is it now that plays with fire?" you whispered against his lips, without leaving him room to answer.
His eyes shone with a dangerous light, the smile barely touched but visible.
"I swear I will never let anyone else look at you the way he did," he said, his hands clinging tightly to your hips.
"No need to swear it, Jobe," you answered, your eyes fixed in his, full of certainty. "I am already yours."
And for the first time in the whole evening, you saw him relax really. Not for long, though, because immediately after, with a mischievous smile, he said:
"Then show me."
As soon as you heard those three words you kissed him with more passion and explored his mouth with your tongue and sucked it off and Jobe moaned by dropping his hands on your butt and give him a slap making you moan.
You started to put your hands on the zipper of his jeans and unbuttoned him, then you lowered his underwear too, letting out his big hard cock and he moaned.
You cheekily bit his lip making him growl and then you lowered yourself to the height of his cock and you started stroking him by making him growl.
"shit y/n, don’t be a tease" he said and you looked at him and then gave him a good lick to his dick as if it were a lollipop to take it in the mouth and Jobe moans putting your hand on his head taking your hair to have a support.
You whined on his cock as he was starting to drive his dick more towards your mouth, letting it take all while you gagged him for how long it was.
"You suck it so well," he said moaning as he increased his thrusts toward your mouth. " This pretty mouth is so perfect to take my cock" she continued moaning as she fucked your mouth.
Hearing his words and how you were sucking his cock, you moaned feeling horny while you were sucking his dick.
Jobe was close, you could tell how his thrusts were getting stronger. In the room you could only hear the sound of your mouth sucking his cock and his groans.
"go doll keep going, you’re doing great" Jobe said grunting while you whimpered on his cock.
You started playing with his balls while you kept sucking his cock and he groaning while he kept fucking your face more and then spit in your mouth,
You took all his cum and swallowed it.
Jobe looked at you and smiled at you wearily as he leaned against the wall and tried to catch his breath for the orgasm he had.
You rose from the ground licking your lips and groaning again, feeling his cum on your lips.
You approached him and stroked his hair as you kissed his jaw, causing him to close his eyes.
"I love you y/n" he whispered caressing your side and you smiled kissing his lips softly.
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casualfoxwitch · 2 months ago
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Oh my goddd 🤣🥲
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atypical-artisan · 1 year ago
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I did some ship chart stuff a while ago and I've been sitting on it for too long lmao. So here it is with some bonus colors as well!! Original is by redcrowz here
(Btw this is more my headcanons about the inter-character relationships than my feelings on the ship itself cause I don't care too much about them aside from otps, lol.)
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Color-coded versions with more analysis under the cut
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I'd like to add that I think all the circuit are their own friend groups except the special circuit because the bruiser bros don't have many friends. I have more friendships as well, but this is meant to be the more important friendships, lol.
Narcis and Dragon + Heike are a bit of a given since they're the youngest boxers in the West coast wvba gang, so they quickly became friends and started hanging out together despite their different skill levels.
Hoy and Gabby are friends mostly because they're the oldest boxers, though Hoy still sees Gabby as a 'kid', much like the rest of his co-workers. Gabby doesn't mind though, he thinks it's funny.
Dragon and Hoy are another pair that sprung up due to coincidence. When Dragon first came to the US, he knew nothing about it and Hoy took him under his wing and kept close watch on him, bonding over shared culture and experiences. Even though they speak different forms of Chinese, they got along really well and still remain close.
Gabby and Joe are in a similar boat. Gabby watched over and befriended Joe when he was younger and they've had a very familial relationship since. Gabby and Joe see each other basically as surrogate brothers and by now nothing can change that.
Joe and Bob are more of a weird pair, bonding over a love of music and singing after having met through Gabby. They chill together when in the same city and Joe sometimes makes guest apperances singing/playing piano for Bob's music.
Clown and Bear are second cousins twice removed via marriage and met at a wedding in Italy. They were overjoyed to see each other in the ring again and have their 'buddy I went on hijinks with at that one wedding' back!
Bear is friends with Sandman and SMM mostly because they're all Jewish and feel a lot of solidarity because of that. They like to have debates about anything and anything they can think of which, though they can get heated, are all in good fun.
Hondo and Carmen are friends through Don and are often seen talking about sailor moon together.
Carmen and Disco meeting was a complete accident as they ran into each other at a salon once and got into a conversation about their hair (And bleaching it). They were both really surprised to meet each other in the wvba building and laughed their asses off at the whole situation.
Disco is friends with Doc exclusively because they both like disco music. Disco adores Doc's leopard print jacket and looks up to him as a boxer as well.
Disco is buddies with Sandman and Soda mostly cause he thinks they're both cool. With Soda especially, they share a very bouncy and positive look on life as well a a sense of humor. Sandman is someone he just really respects and vibes with.
Hippo and SMM are big surfing buddies and hang out mostly because of that. Also Macho really likes Hippo's Hot Wheels collection and has contributed to it many times.
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Pretty much everyone dislikes the bruiser bros but I put the especially bad relationships down here.
Sandy doesn't like them especially because, though he tries to be neutral, he gets the worst vibes and especially doesn't like Nick for being such an asshole to Joe.
Hoy... well Nick is just ablest to him, saying that if he needs a staff to get around he's too pathetic to be a boxer.
Nick didn't take his loss to Joe well whatsoever and harassed him for months. It got so bad Joe needed a restraining order. He never told Mr. Dream because he's too scared of what either of the brothers might do as revenge.
Pizza just loathes Clown because he thinks Clown makes their country look like a joke. This is part of the reason why he no longer even watches boxing.
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These are guys I just hc as aro so no romance for them. Though Mr. Dream is pretty positive about romance himself, Macho and Hippo are more negative about it and don't want it in their lives.
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These are 'other' characters I ship the guys with. Bear and Pizza both have wives they adore and Disco has a boyfriend stuck in another state.
Not pictured: All of Carmen and Don's side-partners.
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For Don and Hondo, their relationship is complicated due to them being mutually in love but unable to bring romance into their relationship because Don agreed that Carmen would be his only romantic involvement.
Pizza, Dream, and Doc all fought together back in the day, once close friends, but drifted after Pizza left the boxing world and America itself due to mob threats. Deep down, he still misses them.
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This is characters who have a mutual crush, but won't really pursue those relationships.
Aran and Mask really admire each other's cheating but mutually agree that a relationship between them, especially a long-distance one, just wouldn't work. They meet up every once and a while to hang out and mess around, though.
Hondo kinda has a crush on Carmen, and vice versa, but Hondo is scared to pursue anything with her due to the whole thing with Don.
Don is crushing hard on Joe and Joe would happily reciprocate a date, but Don is having a hard enough time dealing with his love for Hondo so he refuses to pursue Joe. Joe meanwhile thinks Don is taken fully and loathes the idea of 'taking' him from Carmen.
Sandy and Joe have a strong mutual crush but are too scared of each other to do anything about it. Joe looks down on himself a lot and thinks Sandy would think he's weird. Sandy meanwhile is scared of hurting Joe and thinks Joe secretly fears him.
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These are one-sided crushes, the arrow points to who has a crush on who.
Narcis and Don both really like Wii Aran, but he doesn't feel much the same. Narcis doesn't try to hide his feelings much but Don definitely does. Aran doesn't hate either of them (Okay, he used to hate Narcis because he dislikes British people by default) and might even consider a relationship with either if they brought it up to him. However, he just wouldn't be able to trust them or develop feelings on the same level.
Disco has always had a mild crush on Heike but it's never been reciprocated. Heike is aware of Disco's crush and has put out very gentle hints that he really likes Dragon instead.
Kaiser has always liked Joe a lot, but never dropped hints or let Joe know. Joe's feelings are complex because though he thinks he still likes Kaiser romantically, he doesn't actually love him like that or want them to be anything more than close friends.
Nick has a raging crush on Joe and HATES IT. He hates himself, he hates Joe more, and he's madly obsessed with the guy who beat him. Joe is 100% oblivious. It's chaos.
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And now my very weird otps!!!
Joe/Aran (Burnt Bread) is obvious as my fave. I just think that their dynamic is perfect for what the other really wants in life. For Joe, he wants to be bold and brash and embrace his weird side like Aran. For Aran, he wants to be able to accept that he actually has people who care about him and have more stability and trust both in his life and relationships like Joe. Also I like the idea of Joe just becoming so weird because of Aran, it's hilarious. They're perfect for each other.
Don/Carmen (Perfecto) is obviously perfect (Or as close as you can get). It's a long-lasting love from childhood situation with these two, almost like a fairytale. They've loved each other deeply for years and years and had plans for marriage since they were kids. Even while loving other people, they're each other's soulmate. If they were to ever separate, they'd both be devastated. This ship is perfect for angst and drama as they balance their love for each other with their desire for others and deal with all the emotional chaos that can bring.
Kaiser/Tiger (Magic Combat Boots)... Okay, I'll admit, this one is weird. I don't remember what drew me to ship them in the first place- maybe some fanart, maybe the shared 'stache power, idk. But no matter what it was, this relationship is like a marshmallow, sweet, soft, and easy. Tiger and Kaiser come off, to me, as very normal guys who are straightforward and down to earth and are the types who don't need a lot of chaos in their love lives. This ship is 110% fluff and very mellow- no drama, no chaos, just two aro/aspec dudes with great mustaches falling in love. I also like the dynamic of Tiger becoming a parent to Kaiser's adopted boys as well :).
Bull/Soda (Angry and Sweet) is the cat/dog dynamic I have for punch out. Though they don't have opposite personalities, they do contrast a lot and have different ways of approaching life. However, they definitely desire each other for such strong personalities and find a mutual bond in a lot of their traumas and with being gentle to each other. Another fluffy ship, but with a lot more angst potential with how I write their backstories.
Bob/Hurricane (Hurricane Shuffle) this one is another 'opposites attract' type ship. This time however it's an introvert/extrovert pairing. Bob is a huge overwhelming extrovert and Hurricane is a self-conscious introvert. They're the type to not stray form their comfort zones, but with each other's help, they both grow more mature and comfortable with their lives. Though there's definitely drama to be had with them, there isn't much angst and much more fluff.
Heike/Dragon (Mandarin Ducklings) is all about young, inexperienced love. These two are some of the youngest boxers, so it makes sense for their relationship to be kinda clunky and awkward, in a cute way of course. For them, it would be chaotic and strange to deal with since they're each other's first serious relationship. A lot of this ship, imo, is about figuring things out, dealing with common problems, and just navigating through love! Sweet in a super chaotic way.
Narcis/Snes Aran (Prince and the pauper) is an unlikely friends to lovers story. Despite Narcis being kind of a brat, there isn't any initial dislike between him and Snes Aran like I hc with him and Wii Aran. Instead, I think Snes Aran starts hanging with him to satiate his own curiosity, before actually coming to like him a lot, and vice versa. Snes is head over heels for Narcis and ends up following him around as his bestie for a time before Narcis realizes he LIKE likes this un-civil, low-class guy. Snes is Narcis' bro and backs him up whenever and doesn't challenge him very much at all, while Narcis not only doesn't look down on snes but does what he can to make him feel equal. And that's what they want in relationships!
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luck-of-the-drawings · 2 months ago
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EDYN TIDESTRIDER, CHALLENGER OF THE UNDERSEA, RIVAL OF THE DEEP. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOUR BROTHER WAS CHOSEN TO BE A WEAPON OF THE GODS? HOW WILL YOU UNDO WHAT THEY HAVE DONE TO HIM?
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi riptide#edyn tidestrider#cw blood#EDYYYNNNN TTIDESTRIDERRR OHH HOW I LOVE HERRRR#THIS IS A PAGE FULLA REEAALLY OLD DOODLES AND REALLY REALLY OLD DOODELS AND NEW DOODLES. ENJOY.#ONLY CLEANED IT UP A BUNCH TTODAY AND IM ACTUALLY SO SO HAPPY W IT WEEEEE#WHAT WAS IT LIKE? DOWN IN THE UNDERSEA. TO VISIT YOUR BROTHER WHENEVER THE ADULTS WOULD LET YOU#A KID WHO DIDNT UNDERSTAND WHAT WAS GOING ON OR WHY HER BROTHER WAS BEING TAKEN AWAY OR WHY HE KEEPS GETTING HURT#OR WHY THE ADULTS JUST KEEP LETTING IT HAPPEN. ITS FOR THE BEST? FATE OF THE WORLD AND ALL THAT? HEY WHO THE FUCK IS IN CHARGE HERE#HOW DO WE STOP IT. HOW DO I STOP IT. THERES PEOPLE OUT THERE WORKING ON SOMETHING. ARITIFICIAL LEVIATHAN YOU SAY?#WE COULD BUILD A THING TO RIVAL THE GODS. WELL. SIGN ME UP. IM GOING TO UNDO WHAT THEY DID TO YOU#WHAT A FASCINATING THING SHE ACTUALLY SAID. 'IM GOING TO UNDO WHAT THEY DID TO YOU' HELLO?? EDYN? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN#WHAT EXACTLY DID THEY DO TO HIM. OTHER THAN THE PROPHECY TRAINING. YOU CAN UNDO THAT? YOU CAN UNDO ALL THAT? HOW?? HELLO???#LIKE SURE I JUST SPOUTED MY THEORIES I THINK SHE WANTS TO KILL GOD BUT THATS JUSTA THEORY... A GA#WHAT IS EDYNS GOAL AND WHY CANT SHE TELL ANYONE OOUUUHHH EDYNNNN CMERE EDYNN CMERRE STOP WALKING AWAY CMERE. COME HERE.#fuuuuuck shes so mysteriousss what is she HIDING!!shes also so so so so angry i fucken know she is. shes so gentle and so sweet and timid#but she is ANGRY and shes SMART and clearly shes AMBITIOUS bc shes TALKING TO THE FUCKING BIG HEAD HONCHO O THE FUCKEN NNAAAVYYYYY#ALSO WHO IS NICHOLAS. IF THATS EVEN HIS REAL NAME. WHO DID YYYOU MEET EDYN. DO YOU HAVE A WISH TO BE GRANTED EDYN???#CHEWING ON THE BARS O MY CELL I NNNNEEEEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT EDYN IM SO CURIOUS IMG ONNA KILL PEOPLE#i said once in another post 'the oath an eldest sister takes on is on par w that of a paladins-#-and sometimes upheld w the very same ferocity'. I REALLY LIKED THAT LINE.#pleeese... if u can hear me.. pls join me and draw edyn w unbridled plasmatic rage abt the way her brother was treated by the Elders#also pls draw her SCARY. I NEED HER TO BE SSCARY. PLEEASEE I NEED HER TO BE JUST AS VIOLENT AS GILLION BUT INA ICE COLD WAY#JUST AS VIOLENT JUST AS STRONG JUST AS MUCH OF AN AQUATIC MONSTER. im sure u see the vision.#ok i gotta go t bed now i got work in tha morning n i should nnot be stayin up this late. if u hav thoughts abt edyn pls scream abt em#okay byyyyeee goodniiigihhttttt
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bonefall · 1 year ago
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⭕️Hey Bones! Is it ok if you explain and/or elaborate how Crowfeather is abusive to Breezepelt if please?⭕️
I do KNOW that crowfeather is indeed, abusive to Breezepelt, due to the fact that he emotionally and/or physically neglected him - with child neglect being known to BE a form of child abuse - and I also heard that he slashed and/or hit him within one of the books, which I believe is in the book Outcast, in chapter 16.
But I also wish people would talk and be informed about it more within the fandom, because in the parts of the fandom I’ve known portrayed Crowfeather’s neglect on Breezepelt as negative and bad, but not in a way that made me think and/or feel: “Wow, that’s pretty bad. That’s…actually abusive.” I suppose? So I hope more people will talk about it more in that type of way.
Also, please be aware that I have NOT read PoT, OoTS, etc. or barely any warrior cats books, since the majority of the information I got from the series is from the wiki and the fandom, so that probably explains why I didn’t know this part of Crowfeather’s character is as bad as it actually is until now. Also, feel free to talk about Crowfeather’s abuse on Breezepelt I haven’t mentioned and/or don’t know right now as well if you want.
I’m SO sorry that if this ask is unintentionally quite long, and feel free to make sure to take all the time you need to answer it. Thank you!
OH LET'S GOOOO
Breezepelt is both physically and emotionally abused by Crowfeather. I'm not talking about only child neglect; he is screamed at, belittled, and even once hit on-screen.
The fact that Crowfeather both neglected and abused him is very important to the canonical story of Breezepaw. There's actually a lot more to this character than people remember! Even from his first appearances he displays good qualities, a strained relationship with his father and adult clanmates, and is clearly shown to be troubled before we understand why.
As many problems as I have with the direction of Breezepelt's arc (especially Crowfeather's Trial), his setup is legitimately a praiseworthy bit of writing from Po3 which carries over into OotS. To say that Breezepelt was not abused is to completely miss two arcs worth of books SCREAMING it.
BIG POST. Glossary;
INTRO TO BREEZEPELT: The Sight and Dark River
ABUSE: Outcast, Social Alienation, the Tribe Journey.
DARK FOREST: How these factors push him towards radicalization.
For "brevity," I'm not getting into anything post-OotS. I'm just showing that Breezepelt was abused, the narrative wants you to know that he was abused, and that his status as a victim of child abuse is CENTRAL to understanding why he is training in the Dark Forest.
INTRO TO BREEZEPELT: The Sight and Dark River
Our very first introduction to Breeze is when Jaypaw walks off a cliff in the first book of Po3 and is rescued by a WindClan patrol. He's making snarky remarks, and Whitetail and Crowfeather are not happy about it. Whitetail snaps for Crow to teach his son some manners, and Crow growls for Breezepaw to be quiet.
But our proper introduction to him is at his announcement gathering, when Heatherpaw playfully introduces him as a friend,
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From the offset something's not entirely right here between Breezepaw and his father. He's cut off by Heatherpaw here, but he's touchy whenever his father is involved, and we're not entirely sure why.
Throughout Book 1, he's just rude, with a notable xenophobic streak. He's a bit of a mean rival character for Lionpaw, as they're both interested in the affections of Heatherpaw and make bids to get her attention, but nothing particularly violent yet.
He participates in the beloved Kitty Olympics and gets buried in liquid dirt with Lionpaw, basically a rite of passage for any arc.
(And Nightcloud has a cute moment where she watches over them until they fall asleep)
As the books progress, the relationship between Crow and Breeze visibly deteriorates. They start from being simply tense with each other in The Sight, to the open shouting and hitting we see in Outcast.
In the very first chapter of Dark River, we learn where his behavioral issues are really coming from;
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Crowfeather.
Breezepelt is getting xenophobia from his father. Occasionally he says something bigoted and his dad will agree and chime in, and those are the only positive moments they have together.
(Note: In contrast, Nightcloud explicitly pushes back against xenophobia, chiding Breezepelt for his rudeness to Lionpaw in back in The Sight, Chapter 21. The Sight is the book where a lot of "evidence" that the Evil Overbearing Woman is actually responsible for the rift between father and son but. No. She's not. Though she can be overprotective; Crow and Breeze have a bad relationship when she's not even around in Breeze's first appearance and even his Crowfeather's Trial Epiphany refutes it. Anyway this post isn't about Nightcloud.)
So he starts acting on his bigotry, accusing cats in other Clans of stealing, running really close to the border. What's interesting though, is that this is not entirely his doing. The first time we get physical trouble from Breezepaw, DUSTPELT aggressed it. Breezepaw and Harepaw were just chasing a squirrel and hadn't yet gone over the border at all.
We learn that WindClan is teaching its apprentices how to hunt in woodland, and tensions between the two Clans is starting to escalate as ThunderClan isn't entirely trusting of their intentions.
The second time, fighting breaks out over him and Harepaw actually crossing the border and catching a squirrel. WindClan is adamant that because it came from their land, it's their squirrel. So it's as if Breezepaw is modelling the aggression around him, learning how to behave from the older warriors and his father.
When he joins Heatherpaw and The Three to go find Gorsetail's kits in the tunnels, he's grouchy towards the ThunderClan cats, but very gentle with the kittens. Notably so. When Thistlekit is dangerously cold, he cuddles up next to her, and even assures Swallowkit when she's scared,
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Through this entire excursion, he's the one in the comforting roles for the kittens. Breezepaw is the one who is taking time to tell the kits they'll be okay, that he'll protect them, and physically supporting them when they're weak, even when he's terrified.
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And it's always contrasted to Heatherpaw who's way more 'disciplined,' as a side note. It's a detail I'm just fond of.
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All this to point out,
Breezepelt displays his best qualities when he's away from the older warriors of WindClan, and he's at his worst whenever he's near Crowfeather. Even while he's essentially just a bully character for The Three to deal with. He's gruff but cooperative when it's just him and Heatherpaw interacting with The Three, but mean when there is an adult to please.
We're getting to the on-screen abuse now, but Po3 actually sets up Breezepaw's troubles and dynamics well before it's finally confirmed that he is a victim of child abuse.
ABUSE: Outcast, the Tribe Journey.
In Outcast, Breezepaw's problems have escalated into open aggression towards cats of other Clans, and is now a legitimate concern for his own safety. Yet, he's spoken over by older warriors, and reprimanded at nearly every opportunity, right in front of the warrior of another Clan.
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Squilf just asked the poor kid how his training was going, and then Whitetail JUMPS to talk over him so she can complain, RIGHT in front of his face.
They can't even wait until they're alone to grumble something rude about Breezepaw, who is still just a teenager here;
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They taught him already that a bit of prey that runs off their own territory still belongs to WindClan, encourage him to blow past borders in pursuit, and started a battle with ThunderClan over this. And then they're pissed off at him for being aggressive, thinking it's deserved to scold him in public.
When Onestar announces that he wants Breezepaw to go on the Tribe Journey, he's devastated by it...
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Because he thinks WindClan doesn't like him, and he's right. He's gossiped about, torn into in front of a ThunderClan warrior, and even his own dad doesn't want to be around him. It's clear that Breezepaw's impulsive "codebreaking" behaviors are a desire to prove himself, and once you realize that, the way that he's being alienated is heartbreaking.
But Wait!! Hold on a minute! Where did he get a "patrol of apprentices" from to confront the dogs with, exactly?
Simple. Breezepaw CAN make friends! He actually values them a lot! So much that it's the first thing Crowfeather snaps at him over, out of frustration that his son is also being forced on this journey with him. It's an angry response to his child having emotional and physical needs, resentment that will continue all journey long.
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Note that it's plural, friends. Breezepelt has multiple friends, at least one who is not Heatherpaw, and she promises to say goodbye to them.
Up next, they state over and over, Crowfeather and Breezepaw do not like each other. Crowfeather resents being around him and dealing with his rudeness, embarrassed and angry, and Breezepaw is absolutely miserable being sent on a journey to the mountains with a man who hates his guts.
The whole while, Crowfeather is brooding longingly about Feathertail, already thinking about her as soon as he kitty-kisses Nightcloud goodbye, his eyes looking somewhere distant. He makes a jab about loyalty when Breezepaw doesn't understand why they're helping the Tribe.
Breezepaw gets smacked after he's "shoved" at Purdy and acts rude to him, while the other three manage to be polite (while still having internal dialogue about how stinky he is).
Without so much as a, "cut that out," Crowfeather raises his paw and hits him. Breeze is quiet after that.
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I don't give a shit how rude your teenager is being. Do not hit kids. Being throttled on the head is not okay.
In spite of the Three not liking Breezepaw, or even Crowfeather, they're constantly noting that their arguments are not normal, and that Crow is a cold, unsupportive father who digs into his kid constantly, and the only time he ever DOES "discipline" his child it's through immediately smacking him.
At one point, the apprentices get hungry, and decide to foolishly hunt in a barn that they know has dogs in it against Purdy's warnings. Once again, JUST like the first two books, Breezepaw is more friendly when Crowfeather is not around.
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EVERY time he is alone with cats his own age, he's grumpy but cooperative. Even enthusiastic at times! The minute Crowfeather is in the picture, he's nasty.
Naturally, the dogs show up, but Purdy rescues them. Though Brambleclaw also chews his kids out (and i have strong opinions about bramble's parenting style for another time), Hollypaw is taken aback by the contrast of what a scolding from Brambleclaw looks like vs how Crowfeather reacts.
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The narrative is desperately trying to tell you that the way Crowfeather treats his son is not normal.
And then Crowfeather is pissed off that Breezepaw is exhausted from running for his life from hungry dogs,
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And he's constantly losing his shit whenever Breezepaw says something as innocuous as "dad im hungry"
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Then, Breezepaw is made to watch his dad pine over the grave of a woman who died long before Crowfeather was even considering his mother for a mate. What he feels is jealousy, because he knows his own father doesn't love him anywhere near as much as he loves the memory of Feathertail.
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This really goes on and on and on. The ENTIRE trip is like this, with Crowfeather treating Breezepelt poorly, giving him a smack before even verbally warning him, pushing him past his limits and blowing up on him when he asks simple questions about eating or resting.
It all comes to a head in this one exchange, towards the end. Hollypaw ends up snapping at Breezepaw for his rudeness, before having an epiphany.
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It's explicit. Crowfeather's emotional abuse, his "scorn" for Breezepelt, is what is driving a wedge between him and all of his older Clanmates. Between EVERYONE in Breezepelt's life who wasn't already his friend. This awful treatment is only making him worse and worse.
Realizing this, she has more sympathy for him, but it's too late. He continues to be rude to her because he feels insulted, and her patience completely runs out. She's just a kid. They're both just kids. She's not responsible for fixing him when he's pushing everyone away at this point.
That's the end of Breezepelt in Outcast. It can't be helped anymore. Any spark of friendship they had together in the barn, or in the tunnels, is gone.
As the series progresses, Crowfeather continues to refuse any personal responsibility for the mistreatment of his son, even pinning all of Breezepelt's behavioral problems on Nightcloud. He is a cold, selfish father who only ever thinks about his own pain and reputation.
DARK FOREST: How these factors push him towards radicalization.
Everyone talks about the Attack on Poppyfrost, which happens in the first book of OotS, in oversimplified terms. YES he is going after a nun and a pregnant woman. I've never said that's not Bad.
But no one talks about "WHY", and that reason is NOT just that he desires power like so many other WC villains. Breezepelt makes his motivation very clear on the page.
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Escalating to violence was about making Jayfeather feel the way that he does.
When Breezepelt says that he wants Jay to be surrounded by "lies, hatred, and things that should never have happened," he's talking about the way HE grew up, knowing his father never wanted him, and that his Clan HATES him as a result. Killing Poppyfrost is about trying to frame Jayfeather for her murder, so ThunderClan won't trust him anymore.
When Jayfeather points out the simple truth that what Breezepelt is saying doesn't make any goddamn sense, his hatred "falters." He's blaming his half-clan half-brother for his own treatment because of the reveal, but totally failed to consider that JAYFEATHER'S ALREADY GOING THROUGH IT... so his response is just this pitiful, "s-shut up, man."
Then the ghost of Brokenstar and Breezepelt bounce him back and forth between them like a beach ball for a bit until Honeyfern's spirit shows up.
Breezepelt's childhood abuse and social alienation was a hook that the Dark Forest latched onto, to reel him in. His anger at his half-brother is so obviously misplaced that its absurdity was something Jayfeather pointed out.
We soon learn that it's the Dark Forest who's planting that ridiculous idea in his head;
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The narration is SCREAMING, "The Dark Forest is validating the anger he feels towards his father, and redirecting it towards The Three." He's described as 'kitlike,' Tigerstar's eyes are compared to a hypnotizing snake.
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This prose could not make it more obvious if it drove to your house, beat you with it, and then spoon fed you the point while you were hospitalized.
At the end of this scene, Tigerstar sends Hawkfrost to recruit Ivypaw. This scene where Breezepelt is being lovebombed, and the command to start grooming Ivypaw, ARE LINKED. That was a choice.
A VERY GOOD choice! Again, as many issues as I have with OotS, its handling of indoctrination is unironically fantastic, and it owes a good amount of that to the outstanding setup of Breezepelt that was done back in Po3. And that setup doesn't work if Crowfeather was merely distant.
Breezepelt was abused by his father, both verbally and physically. It drove him to be more aggressive to prove himself, modeling the battle culture around him. The adults of WindClan judged him based off Crowfeather's responses, shunning and belittling the 'problem' teenager, which eventually drove Breezepelt to the only group that he felt "understood" him.
In a book series that is RIFE with abuse apologia, this is one of the few times that there's any behavioral consequences for abuse and the narrative holds the perpetrator accountable for it.
But people hear Crowfeather's deflective excuse in The Last Hope where he says he never hated him, blames Nightcloud for everything, and just lick it up uncritically.
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Gee whiz, I wonder why the guy who never blames himself for any of his problems would suddenly say it was his ex-wife's fault. Real headscratcher!
(Crowfeather's Trial then goes onto, for all my own problems with it, also hold Crow accountable as the reason why Breezepelt turned out like he did. But that's a topic for another day.)
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problemnyatic · 22 days ago
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Look, the bottom line is this. You're gonna be wrong and fuck up sometimes, that's just how being human works. No matter what you mean or how much you care, sometimes, you're gonna do something or say something that hurts someone or perpetuates bigotry you don't believe in.
The goal isn't to do no wrong, that's an impossible standard. The mark of "a good person" isn't that they always do good, it's that they're willing to admit when they've failed, done wrong, made a mistake, and they're willing to course-correct when they do.
It's important that you're trying. It's okay to be the bad guy. You don't need to get defensive, you don't need to stake your identity in "person who never does that kind of wrong." You just gotta be able to say "Fuck, my bad, I'm sorry," accept that your behavior didn't reflect your beliefs, and change your behavior so that it better represents who you mean to be.
The less time you spend lingering on whether it feels like people believe you are who you say you are, the more time you can spend getting better at being that person.
Some people will try to tear you down when you make mistakes, they'll try to pigeonhole you as a "bad person," someone whose very existence is defined by doing harm. This isn't your problem, and it's not your responsibility to prove anything to them. They don't have to believe you, and you don't have to appease them. So long as you're willing to accept when you *do* hurt someone, intentional or not, and you're willng to put in the effort to make reparations and change, you'll never "be a bad person."
Let yourself fuck up. All you have to do is course-correct when you notice your actions' impact have strayed from your intentions. The right people will notice that effort, and they'll be proud of you. And perhaps most importantly of all, they'll let you make that effort. Anyone who tells you it's too late to change, to discourage you from improving, or stop you from trying, is not your frend. You don't have to impress them. Ignore them, and let yourself change.
#I didn't manage to say it in the main text so you get it in the PS tag ramble#When you hurt someone by mistake‚ it's okay to feel bad and scared and want to make sure they understand you didn't mean it#But you need to set that aside for the moment. You need to let it be about the other person's hurt.#You can ask other people for support with your feelings‚ they don't make you a “bad person‚” but they're not appropriate to put on the#hurt party. When you accept that you can fix your mistakes and that you're allowed to be upset to‚ it gets less scary to make them#You know there's a protocol for this‚ and so long as you keep it together enough to follow it‚ you can mitigate the harm and fix things.#Don't get defensive. As tumblr says‚ that's the devil talking. Defensive is never the right move when someone says you fucked up/hurt them#You can maintain that it was a mistake‚ but keep that part short and sweet. Let them be hurt‚ let it be you that hurt them. It's hard but#I promise it'll make it better in the long run. People are more likely to forgive you if you let them be angry at you for hurting them.#It's normal to be upset when you hurt someone. It's normal to be upset when someone hurts you. These can and must coexist.#Let them be upset at you‚ apologize sincerely‚ and no more than three to five times. Let it be about them. It can be about you#with others‚ and when they've cooled down and approached you with a willingness to hear your side of things.#Sometimes you'll have to just sit with the feeling of having been wrong or seen as a hurtful person. It sucks‚ but i promise#it sucks so much worse when someone who hurt you is more focused on whether you hate them than if you're okay. Let them be upset#It'll be okay. I love you#mumblr#problemnyatic thoughts
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Bodkin - s01e01 "One True Mystery"
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