#anyways these are just my disjointed thoughts

[fereldanwench]

the assumption that anyone who is dissatisfied with lucanis' romance expected it to be like z*vran's is hilarious in my case bc i could never get into z*vran's romance specifically bc he comes on way too strong lmao

i knew 3 things about lucanis going into the game (besides the big stuff, like being an assassin possessed by a demon): he likes coffee, he's supposed to be a little aloof and socialyl awkward, and mary kirby tweeted that she wrote him specifically to be "the sole bisexual disaster" of the crew

so i went into this full expecting a slow burn with him being afraid of his feelings because of the possession and The Horrors™️ he's been through in general

but instead spite is like the third-wheel comic relief half the time and in lieu of slowly building tension we just have to wait longer to trigger fewer scenes lmao

and there very much seems to be missing content. i think there are official artboards floating around that show a sexy lake scene with him that was cut, so that's great, but just looking at what's in the game gives that impression. like after he gets his first talon title, he says something like "i have other plans for tonight" in a low voice when you ask if he wants to leave in the middle of the celebration--i thought we were finally gonna get a proper smooch at the very least! but no! nothing!

and i took this screenshot earlier today when i think i kinda just had it. finally do get a 'confirmed-romantic-date' scene with him and he just comes and stands next to you while spite drinks ??? his coffee

THIS IS VERY SILLY!!!!

anyway

i might come back to his romance later now that i know what I'm in for, but i have been very disappointed. all signs pointed to a character and romance that is 100% my jam, but instead i just got a really disjointed experience that left me wondering if i borked his romance until, like, the beginning of the 3rd act when i had already committed 60-70 hours to this run

[grimdoch]

ok hear me out. i think the chess board in this scene represents more than just 'scout is in danger'

sure, that's the plainest way to see it. scout is lined up perfectly with the pawn, and his lawsuit has painted a target on his back. that's why he's murdered-- he's making a fuss and the Powers That Be don't want that.

but look at the selection of pieces. two rooks, a bishop, a king, and a queen, surrounding an enemy pawn.

where is the blu king or queen? is this a finished game, not yet cleaned up? if that's the case, the pawn is a straggler of the losing side. one last loose end.

in scout's case, the loose end tied up with his death.

but consider with me: the pawn isn't scout. it's jane doe, the soldier. this finished board represents soldier's situation further into the film.

the two rooks are what got me thinking so much about it. why two rooks? why not a rook and a knight? one of each non-pawn piece?

maynard and zed conagher. they're the rooks. the hunter is the bishop. the butcher and stalingrad are the queen and king, being the most physically powerful.

and the choice of a blu pawn-- there are more pawns than any other piece in a game of chess. they're simple, but if used right, devastating. just like soldier, who was cloned (more of him than any other) and ultimately manages to escape 'despite' being a 'simple-minded grunt.'

arguments could be made that the pawn is jules archibald, kidnapped by the aforementioned red monstrosities, which is also plausible, maybe likely. i think the board represents several different characters in different points in the film.

also, a little thing i noticed: the chess board is in a fresh state at the beginning of this scene. is that intentional? did the filmmakers simply place in a board and not care for the pieces' positions until it was pertinent? i don't think that sounds like them, but it can happen. did the board suddenly reaching an end state happen due to scout taking the emesis diazepam? maybe it represents the story ending before it could truly begin. did the protagonists' actions really change the outcome?

[kagoutiss]

green beetle black beetle

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

hm ok so for a while i was thinking that Wally, for the most part, only perceives reality as "Home", the neighborhood. that's his entire world, it's all he knows

but then i slapped myself and went wait. the Live Interview. Wally has been outside of Home, and has interacted with humans (presuming that the interview did actually happen, of course). and through Wally's interactions - or rather, attempt at interactions with Us, the QA, and the WHRP, it can be strongly assumed that he knows that there's an Elsewhere. there are places outside of Home. maybe he doesn't quite understand that there's another reality of sorts, but there's no way he's unaware that there's more than just the neighborhood out there

(and then of course there's the fact that Clown has said that humans are deeply involved (not a direct quote, im paraphrasing) in Welcome Home. maybe Wally interacted with them / regularly interacted with them. there could have been an adjustment period after he gained consciousness where humans helped him learn how to walk/talk/fine motor skills - this could be why he has such a seemingly inherent / desperate trust in Us & the WHRP & the QA... humans made him and cared for him. it's possible he could view them as a sort of higher power to trust & have faith in

& maybe he's been off-set or could go off-set. i mean, the houses' rooms were all different sets - the buildings themselves were empty husks, right? who's to say Wally wouldn't physically walk to the individual set pieces whenever he went over to someone's house (but then that leads me into speculation on how the puppets' consciousness works and how multiple copies of them could co-exist and wondering which is the - im getting off track. but there's all of that and then the two part "you're okay!" art pieces of Wally & Eddie, which are technically canon - dont quote me on that - and that's Another ramble/theory post i could go on about & have strong feelings on. Anyway!)

"but wait," i hear someone protest, "what about Barnaby? he was in the Live Interview too"

but was he? was he really? was that Barnaby, or was that a person in a suit playing the character Barnaby B. Beagle? i mean, if it was Barnaby, there had to be some memory fuckery going on that prevented him from either fully comprehending/realizing the situation, or just made him forget as soon as it was over.

and actually wait, Wally has to be aware of the reality discrepancy. because it was certainly him in the Interview as himself. He had to have understood on some level that either that wasn't really Barnaby, or that Barnaby wouldn't remember the interview.

(there's a connection in my head between all of this & how he would view an apple pie. "it isn't the same anymore. something's different". but i can't pin it down for the life of me.)

and with the Talking Telephone calls, Wally explicitly tells Us that he's not going to tell anyone who was behind the calls. i remember listening to the "original" prank call audio tests, which while were very similar to the canon in-website ones, have a few changes. one of which was Wally - in the tests - saying that the others weren't ready to meet Us yet. now in canon that tidbit has been swapped out for "You have to go too. You have work to do" but i think it's still implied through Wally's purposeful withholding-of-information that he doesn't think the others are ready to know. or he straight up doesn't want them to know

i mean, one little theory i previously had is that Wally wants them all to catch on to the nature of their reality and situation, but he doesn't want to - or Can't - tell them outright. they have to figure it out. and that can't was either something keeping him quiet, or because if they learned too soon / inorganically, their little puppet heads would pop into confetti like Red Guy's in dhmis 4

However my views have Changed and i'm pretty sure Wally is purposefully not telling anyone to maintain the illusion that everything is fine and can continue on as it always has. maybe it comes from a place of protectiveness, of love? whatever the motive i think he wants them all to keep being unaware and dare i say, Complacent while he "fixes" their situation.

which is delusional, but we all know Wally is digging his metaphorical claws into a desperate bid to keep everything the same / return it to its original state, leaving bloody scratches in something already rotted. or something like that!

all this to say i think it's interesting how it seems that he's the only one aware of humans / an outside/other world, yet he's so determined to stay in his lane. he wants connection & communication yet he doesn't want to leave or change. he wants help in keeping things the same (some could say in keeping Our reality & his separated) but in the process he's dooming everyone/everything and tearing down those walls himself

(Wally: i'm going to stay where i am, and you're gonna stay where you are, and we're gonna help each other keep me and my friends where we're meant to be. anyway i wonder what this sledgehammer does)

[dont-offend-the-bees]

I would like to go on record to say that even though I don't agree with Izzy's death or the manner of it, I will not be reblogging posts about it that refer to it as bury your gays on principle. I am sick of the misuse of that term. It is not fucking bury your gays if he was one gay of an entire cast of gays who are still alive and kicking and being gay together. There's other more pressing reasons to be mad about that death; you could comment, perhaps, on how he was the most physically disabled of the crew, or the gay with no textual (current) romantic attachments and therefore 'expendable', or the most suicidal apart from Ed and how it leaves a bad taste in the mouth to see him succumbing peacefully to death (hello spn finale war flashbacks). There is no need to further dilute a once-useful term.

[iiusia]

FINISHED THE BOOK

[tillman]

Ive read 7 light novels in the past 2 days I do not think this is normal autism.

[quicktimeeventfull]

in the tags of a recent post of yours you mentioned L having psychosis, and while ive seen people talk about him being very easily interpreted as neurodivergent, especially autistic, i havent seen anyone talking about psychosis in relation to him. would you mind elaborating? i love nd readings of characters, and a new perspective or idea is always fun

absolutely!! i’m always very happy to talk about this.

so this is based on a brief but very memorable line that was added into the anime. it’s from silence (L’s death episode) and it takes place in the rain. L mentions that the bells sound louder than usual on this particular day. we also get a few extra scenes of disjointed images from what is presumably Wammy’s house, with a bell ringing.

what’s literally being depicted on screen is that L is having and has apparently been having auditory hallucinations throughout the entire series.

this is almost certainly meant to be understood as a metaphor — L is “hearing” both his oncoming death, and the echoes of his past. in regards to this, i think it’s worth recognizing that there’s a really long history of using mental illness, especially but not exclusively psychosis, as symbols or metaphors for various things, including death and guilt and sin. this scene is very much playing into that framework.

imo it’s not unreasonable to just ignore the fact that L is, literally, psychotic. it’s clearly not the intention of the scene, and there’s absolutely no invocation of it before or since. at the same time, though, choosing to engage with it via analysis or invocation within fic/art/etc. without in any way acknowledging the backdrop against which it exists (ie the very troubling & dehumanizing history of reducing mental illness to metaphor) inevitably results in the replication and unintentional endorsement of that history. after all, if you choose to use it as a metaphor, you’re doing the exact same thing madhouse did. also, choosing to ignore it outright is (imo) genuinely a valid choice, but it’s not a choice without weight and context behind it.

more broadly, when it comes to potentially incorporating that psychosis into the rest of the story — i don’t have any particular on how it should be done, other than that it’s 100% possible and i think it would be really interesting to see people engage with it in an intentional way.

[nukenai]

It's absolutely worth discussing how certain traits of people have been "favored" by societies and seen as "more beautiful" but when you start pushing against that by saying "(trait) is ugly actually" you're still being a fucked up asshole. I'm not gonna say "it's backwards oppression" or anything insane but like, you're still being an asshole about physical characteristics that often times people cannot control.

Like I saw a post being like "ew people with blue eyes are so fucking freaky you have scary eyes" and it's like... shut up lol you're being a stupid asshole for no reason about something people have no control over. Sounds the same as when people push against legitimate fat phobia by doing shit like saying skinny people "look anorexic" (an absolutely wildly not okay thing to say under any circumstances) or to imply people who are really skinny and have bones showing (like say, myself!) have something Wrong with them. When actually that's just how my fucking body looks, it's out of my control, and I don't exist for you to comment on.

Another example is pushing against making people feel like they have to shave their body hair (totally cool, it's a weird societal expectation pushed by companies to sell razors) but then saying "women without body hair look like children and if you're attracted to that it's sus" ummm how about I hit you with a tire iron. I'm a skinny flat chested woman in my 30s, that's literally not my fault, please don't imply I look like a child or I will kill you. Thanks 🫠

Anyways tldr shut the fuck up about other peoples' bodies, please and thanks. Literally not your business, ever. I'm to the point now where if someone tells me I should eat more/differently because I don't "look healthy" I am simply going to attack them. Thanks for understanding.

[isca-rambles]

Gods, it's been a long ol' time since I've used tumblr, so excuse this old woman for probably getting a lot of things wrong. Basically I dove headfirst into this ship and fandom, and now my brain is writing fics that my eternal writer's block won't cash...write, so I figured I'd make dig out an old tumblr account purely to see if anyone wants to write it for me. Except now as I edit this back, it just turned into one big ol' ramble so I could get this idea out of my head and get back to work. So it's less a prompt and just a half-formed, poorly written, disjointed fanfic word vomit. You can see where it starts as a prompt/idea, evolves into 'fuck it, i need this out of my head', and then slowly devolves into 'idk what's being said and what's being thought, you figure it out, i'm done' But if anyone wants to actually write this properly or use this as a prompt/idea for something else, have at it. Sorry. because apparently tumblr has a word limit now

[foxstens]

finished ender lilies. time to talk about it

god damn this game is so fucking beautiful. the atmosphere, the art, the music, the backgrounds, the story of each boss and miniboss you encounter, the cutscenes. it’s all so fucking beautiful. AND SO FUCKING SAD. like i wasn’t paying 100% attention to the story and have yet to watch a video about the Lore but fuck everything about this game is just so sad. what i did get about the story was all very reminiscent of hollow knight just even sadder and bleaker since unlike in hk where despite the world going to shit there’s still people around just doing their thing and, you know, surviving, in this case there’s none of that. even blasphemous still had some people around. ender lilies? no one but you and your spirits. it is so sad

the game kind of suffers because of this, personally i like having characters to get attached to in any media i consume but in this case it’s really only lily and the spirits, and while the spirits do all have their sad-as-fuck stories and they do end up feeling like your friends by the end, it’s just. there wasn’t as much catharsis as there could have been imo. might also be bc of the lack of voice acting, which isn’t a bad thing per se, it was just very noticeable to me.

the game has a really big map, in the beginning it feels very linear like every room is just a rectangle and you’re going in a straight path but pretty much after the first two areas it opens up and you get access to two areas simultaneously, after which you get to choose between three areas. and as you go through those you just randomly find yourself in other areas - which is one of my favourite experiences in these types of games

it’s actually pretty hard to get lost in this game in my experience, because the areas and the in-game rooms all feel very distinct and the unreachable items/paths are pretty memorable but the actual map fucking sucks. like having a minimap that shows your position and incomplete areas and unchecked exits is a great concept, but the map doesn’t actually show you the location of anything and it also doesn’t reflect the layout of the rooms so it is easy to get lost if you’re trying to follow the map. basically the exploration is fun except that upgrades are often hidden and you don’t have map markers or anything so it’s super easy to miss stuff and when you have to use an online map to go from place to place and pick up all the shit you missed or can access now - that’s when it gets a lot less fun. eh that was only about an hour for me at the very end of the game so it’s not horrible but still. a better map would’ve made the exploration so much better

in regards to exploration there’s also the sheer number of enemies. it didn’t bother me while first going through an area but when backtracking or trying to actually explore sometimes there’s just so many of them and they’re hard to avoid... so annoying. i do appreciate the fast travel though, benchwarping is so cool and i never felt like the benches were too far apart even if some rooms and shortcuts did get confusing at times. bosses in particular never had a bench be more than one or two rooms away. 

as for the gameplay, i enjoyed it a lot. the movement felt smooth and responsive, and i got the hang of the dodge really fast, though it felt a lot better when i finally got it upgraded into a real dash. i played on keyboard and had absolutely no issues, everything worked as intended, no complaints there. 

the combat is also fine, it took a while getting used to how little impact there is when you hit something, but it makes sense because it’s basically ghosts fighting ghosts. and different weapons feel different, so that’s nice. the enemies are pretty varied, i liked all of them apart from one particular type of enemy which shows up in the bullshit area of the game and is, of course, complete bullshit. by the way the boss in that area is also bullshit - even if it didn’t take any more tries than the other bosses

i did appreciate the sheer variety of the spirits you get, but most of them felt pretty situational and i only felt the need to get creative with them until the last two bosses. it doesn’t help that you literally can’t max upgrade all of them without grinding for hours, so that was a bit of a wasted opportunity

the relics also felt a bit uninspired, sure all of them were useful but i also barely ever changed them because i had enough slots for what i needed - like with the spirits i only felt the need to get creative during the last boss - or to do the jump puzzles which... why do they even exist in the first place lmao

as for the difficulty... hm. im really bad at gauging that in general but. i wouldn’t call this an easy game, but i also wouldn’t say it’s hard. i think it’s a game you can play and beat casually, but you probably won’t have fun if you don’t put a little effort into learning some stuff. idk if that makes it hard. i actually have no idea what makes a game hard overall

but the bosses i’d say are downright easy apart from the last two. because once you realize what their telegraphs are and you start paying attention to that, you also realize that there is about a thousand year gap between the telegraph and the actual attack. if you have a basic grasp on the dodge ability it’s so easy to whale on them you don’t have to worry until they enter their third phase and go into crazy mode, but even that shouldn’t be too hard bc they only gain a tiny speed boost and like two attacks, and you can just cheese them with the right spirits. or you can just keep doing what you did until then and dodge at the right time and whale on them afterward lmao

the two bosses that this doesn’t apply to are also not actually difficult to figure out, but they are hard to defeat because they have a fuckton of health and they do a shitton of damage. the second to last boss has one particular attack that’s impossible to dodge if you don’t jump dash and land with the right timing, or keep yourself in the air for like 5 seconds. it’s fucking bullshit. and the last boss is conceptually so fucking easy, he only has three actual attacks and you avoid all of them by keeping yourself in the centre of the arena and airborne, but he does spawn adds that do a fuckton of damage and take multiple hits to kill no matter the weapon. the last boss is amazing looks-wise but as a fight it is not fun or engaging at all. def at the bottom of the list of final bosses i’ve fought 

so i guess this post has quite a lot of negatives but i really did enjoy the game, i did pretty much everything the base game had to offer and never felt like quitting for any reason, it’s not the best game ever due to all of the things i mentioned above and it was also shorter than i would’ve expected and liked it to be. i do think it’s a great game, seems pretty underrated as far as i’ve seen even tho it has a lot to offer and tbh i’ll probably end up replaying it pretty soon or just more often than i’d typically consider. 

[pellucid-constellations]

Trial and Error (5.5) - Bonus

Pairing: Azriel x Reader

Summary: Based on the request: "Azriel with single mom reader? I feel like being a single mom in ACOTAR would be tricky as hell… reader comes from autumn court and flees to night court because she got pregnant out of marriage? 😯 the shame"

Word count: ~700

Warnings: azriel's pov, fluff that will make you explode probably idk

a/n: Hi so I'm crazy and needed to write this after getting asks about it and getting inspo surrounding Az singing night court lullabies to Mel. Please enjoy and I'm sorry for two posts in one day 😅

read part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part 6

Main Masterlist ♡

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Azriel was back in her room the moment he heard the call. 

He’d placed Melanie down in her bed only ten minutes prior, but her sleep had been fitful and disjointed over the past day and Azriel hadn’t expected her to stay down for long. It was strange—the way the bond connecting him to you burned with the same protectiveness for Melanie. 

“Hey, Melanie,” Azriel whispered, kneeling beside her bed with his fingers resting on the outer edge of her quilt. “What’s wrong? Can’t sleep?” 

Melanie sat up in her bed with a small groan, the braid you had put in her hair earlier in disarray. “Yeah. Don’t wanna sleep. Where’s mommy?” 

Azriel hummed and pushed a wild curl behind her ear. “Mommy’s sick, so she’s sleeping. Like you should be.” 

“You aren’t sick, Mr. Azriel?” 

“No, I can’t get sick like you. Not right now, anyway.” 

Melanie’s brow furrowed and her head swayed. “Can you hold me like mommy does?” 

Azriel’s heart shattered in his chest at her request. Her sleepy eyes blearily stared up at him as he let out a shaky breath and attempted to push down some of his joy at her request. 

Maybe you didn’t fully trust him yet, but Melanie did. 

“Sure, sweetheart,” he replied, reaching out beneath her arms to hoist her up. When her head immediately found a home in the juncture of his neck, Azriel melted. “Are you feeling any better?” 

Melanie fisted Azriel’s shirt as he situated her against his chest. “Little bit.” 

Sometimes, when she spoke, Azriel could hear you in Melanie’s voice. 

He wanted so badly to be part of that connection. 

The want often scared him. 

“Can we go to mommy’s room?” she asked, pulling her head up to send him a sleepy question. “Not to wake her up. Mommy’s room is just nice.” 

The two of you always sought each other out—always found safety in being near. 

Azriel rubbed Melanie’s back and nodded with a smile that was fueled both by adoration and melancholy. 

Your room was dark when he entered. Melanie had taken a glance at your sleeping figure and then rested her head back into the crook of Azriel’s neck. He could feel each breath she took and felt each clench of her fists into his shirt. 

“Is this better?” Azriel asked, voice so low and careful he wasn’t sure if the five-year-old would hear him. 

But Melanie nodded and whispered back a small confirmation that made Azriel’s chest hurt. He held her closer to his chest and watched the rise and fall of yours as you slept an arm’s length away. When Melanie’s breathing didn’t even out after a few minutes, he placed a hand behind her head and started lightly swaying. 

“You have to try and sleep, Mel. That’s how you get better,” he whispered into her ear. 

“I’m trying,” she whispered back, strained and trying to keep quiet for her mom. “It’s hard, Mr. Azriel. My head doesn’t feel good.” 

Azriel tutted and hated that there was very little he could do for this illness. “I know, Mel. I’m sorry, sweetheart.” 

Her only response was to bury her face further into his shoulder. 

Azriel thought back to his youth, to the perils and hardships he had endured, and he sought after the light—the good moments. His mother’s singing stood out, the melody of a Night Court lullaby gently lulling in his mind. 

Azriel didn’t have much experience with children other than Nyx, but, with Melanie, that didn’t seem to matter. With Melanie, everything came to him with a practiced ease that didn’t feel deserved. But he took from it anyway. 

So, Azriel began to hum the lullabies from his childhood, wrapping a wing around the child in his arms to block everything else out. 

And she was able to sleep. 

part 6

[salty-an-disco]

Not only that though! The pairs shown in Stranger also share a similar theme.

I shared this thought on discord a while ago, but I think it’s worth sharing here too:

Adversary & Tower: power dynamics (the opposite of a dynamic where you’re the powerless, submissive one, isn’t one where you’re the powerful, dominant one, it’s one of equals)

Damsel & Prisoner: Trust (either blind and unfiltered, or a difficult and cautious one)

Nightmare & Spectre: Connections; and also what happens when you disregard someone’s feelings

Witch & Beast: dehumanization and conflict (both are the most animalistic forms of the princess, and in both, you’re immediately placed in opposition to her)

Stranger and Razor: this is a difficult one, since these are the most meta routes, and that in itself can be their themes. But I also think they’re about personhood and individuality. In the Stranger, that is focused on the Princess, and everything she can be, in the Razor, the focus is on the Long Quiet, and everything they can be. That’s also why they don’t really interconnected, as they’re the opposite of The Wild and are showing you what each of them are when completely on their own

(Bonus thought: “Uhhhhh– Wild only being able to be get through Witch and Beast. Something something, conflict is in your nature, you two got so entangled in a conflict with each other that you forgot where one ends and the other begins”)

You know that spiral thing that appears in Stranger? That each represents one of the princesses? Noticed that they are connected to the one they share an overlapping chapter with.

Like, “Consumption and Betrayal”, Beast and Witch, they both lead to the Wild chapter. “Skepticism and Blind Devotion”, Prisoner and Damsel, both lead to the Grey (albeit different versions). “Rivalry and Submission”, Adversary and Tower, both lead to Fury. “Terror and Longing”, Nightmare and Spectre, both lead to Wraith. Then there is “Pain and Unfamiliarity”, Razor and Stranger, the most unique of these because they don’t connect to any overlapping chapters (also kind of like Damsel and Prisoner since they both lead to only the Grey, but those are different versions of the same ending so maybe not. Also they have extra endings in their own chapters, like deconstructed Damsel for example).

A bit off topic but it makes me wonder why Spectre doesn’t have her own separate third chapter. Everyone else does: Beast to Den, Witch to Thorn, Tower to Apotheosis, etc. They said they were adding two new chapters to the game, as well as a post stating how Spectre fans would like the new update, which makes me think she’s getting getting her own third chapter that doesn’t connect her to Nightmare.

Wonder where the other chapter they said they were making will go then? Stranger seems unlikely but not impossible, maybe Razor if they decided they wanted to extend it, for the absolute absurdity of a five chapter route. Maybe it’ll go towards one of the endings, or as some super secret side thing that is sneakily hidden.

A lot of the Princesses they said will be getting new content in the update are on the Pristine Cut poster(? Don’t know what to call it, I’m dumb). Witch, who is not on it, was said to not be getting anything more, so I guess we’ll be expecting new stuff from whatever princesses are on it, and to not expect new stuff who aren’t. Makes sense really, I can’t think of anything new we’d want in the other more fleshed out chapters.

[habken]

Can you please tell me about your Fusion Au? It sounds awesome, and I want to know more about it!

sure!! :D There's a few versions of it, but the one I think about the most, they fuse like right before the entrance exam for ua. They were both individually making their way to UA and got caught up in the same villain attack, and in the chaos of it all, someone used their quirk on them and bam, fusion.

Because of the mayhem, they didn't actually see who hit them and nobody stopped to be like "oh heyyy sorry about that whoopsie daisies" so the newly formed fusion just has to figure out how to exist ?? and then also take an exam and battle giant robots? (they still save uraraka which is where the bakugou half finds out about ofa) I haven't pondered much on the logistics of how the exam would work identity-wise, I assume they take it under one of their names (probably bakugou) and get it sorted out later with nezu

Anyways time passes, it doesn't seem like it's going to wear off or whatever so "Katzuku" just has to work under the assumption it's permanent. So he starts his time at ua as two nerds in a trenchcoat!

In terms of who's in control or whatever, it's an amalgamation of them, not two people operating one body, but their thoughts and actions get disjointed the less the two agree with each other. It's very rocky at the start because of the animosity between them (even if it's one sided), they just have so many conflicting thoughts and emotions that it's hard to stay in sync. So it really does feel almost like "mom said it's my turn to pilot the body" in the beginning when the fusion is still figuring itself out, but as they learn to accept the two parts of them more, things start to sync up more.

I also like think the two still exist individually somewhere up there, almost similar to the ofa vestiges lol. So when they dream, they see each other

[mythicmanuscripts]

PLEASE more aemond PLS i am on my knees begging for scraps. ur one of the only writers who actually GETS him

Thank you so much!! One of the main reasons why I started this blog is because I couldn’t find much content of Aemond and how I picture him so this means a lot!! I have a few little ideas that aren’t really long enough for full imagines that I’m just gonna babble on about here for more sub!Aemond content :)) also, you guys are more than welcome to send more requests and to send more specific requests!! Anyway, here’s some random disjointed sub!Aemond babble

I didn’t intend for this to all be SFW thoughts it kinda just happened?? Honestly I have no idea how but yeah this is all SFW, I am happy to write more NSFW though! So if you have any ideas for NSFW sub!aemond then let me know :))

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The first time you ever give Aemond anything resembling an order is at your first dinner after your wedding. Aemond is stiff and formal, barely entertaining conversation, you get the impression that he wishes he were anywhere else.

There’s a pitcher of wine next to Aemond, and you ask to have more wine. You say this out loud, and as expected a servant immediately takes the wine pitcher and fills your glass. You thank them, but then to your surprise when you look back at Aemond he looks angry, and maybe even tells the servant to get lost?

So now obviously you’re beyond confused and you ask him what’s wrong. Which leads him to blush. BLUSH?? And he softly mumbles something that sounds an awful lot like “you asked me to do it and they did”

You press him and eventually realise that for whatever reason, Aemond thought you were asking him to refill your glass and he’s upset that a servant did it before he could. Which… you’ve never been so confused in your life because you what?? He’s barely even speaking to you and then he’s upset he couldn’t fill your glass?? He’s upset he couldn’t do that has always been the servants job?

So without thinking you get up, put your now full wine glass on the cabinet and grab an empty one. You sit back down and ask Aemond to fill your wine glass. You expect him to roll his eyes but he immediately takes the wine pitcher and fills your glass and then gets up and carries the glass to your side of the table, putting it down for you.

You thank him, and to your shock he… smiles?? So then you decide to lay it on thick and say “thank you very much Aemond, I appreciate it” and then he just… actually starts a proper conversation with you and seems very pleased with himself??

So after that you start experimenting, asking Aemond to do things for you, thanking him when he does and praising him and well, he now follows you around everywhere you go and will fire any servants who dare to try and do whatever you’ve asked him to do.

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When Allicent first met you, she was beyond relieved because she very quickly realised how much influence you have over Aemond. She thinks that she’s finally found a way she can control Aemond and ensure he behaves and does what she wants.

Unfortunately she very quickly realises how wrong she was when she tries to form some sort of pact with you and you shoot her down immediately. You tell her that you have absolutely no interest in being a tool for her to use to control Aemond.

And well, now allicent is in even worse a position because before Aemond would at least mostly listen to her and now? Now Aemond doesn’t even look at her, nevermind speak or listen to her.

Aemond gets all the love and affection and guidance he could ever need from you. Allicent could be on fire next to him and he wouldn’t even notice.

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The first time you suggest kneeling for Aemond, he’s mildly offended. He thought you understood how much he needed to be cared for and loved and never degraded and now you want him to kneel for you?

But, Aemond trusts you and he knows you always know what’s best for him so he agrees to try it once. You put a pillow down on the floor in front of a chair by the fire in his chambers. You sit down on the chair with a book, and have Aemond kneel on the pillow. You let him rest his head on his inner thigh.

Within 2 minutes Aemond is obsessed. He just…. He feels so safe?? You’ve got your hand in his hair, the fire is providing warmth, and it’s just the two of you. Very quickly he closes his eyes and just lets himself drift, the sounds of the fire and of you turning pages lulls him into this calm, almost half asleep state.

So obviously from there kneeling for you becomes common place. And maybe he even starts to tell you things while he kneels? It’s like once he’s there, his head on your thigh, all nice and safe, he’s able to just vent and complain and tell you everything that’s been on his mind.

As much as Aemond loves hearing your counsel and always asks what you think of things, you don’t give him any advice while he kneels for you. That’s not the time, he only wants to be allowed to vent and feel safe when he kneels.

And then maybe you also start reading to him? And god Aemond is just in heaven, not a single one thought in his head. He vents to you, gets all his frustrations out and then gets to just close his eyes and listen to your voice until he’s about to fall asleep right there. Then you help him up and crawl into bed with him, he’s asleep before you can even blow out the candles.

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[peachdues]

STRESS RELIEF — TEASER

Anyways, Stress Relief (my Sanemi-gets-topped one-shot), is next up on my completion list — so have a sneak peek!

I love writing from Sanemi’s POV

CW: none really for this snippet • Sanemi trying to be a good malewife and Reader not having it • this fic will be highly NSFW though so MDNI

Sanemi had seen his girlfriend in various states of being, and he prided himself not only on being to identify what mood she was in, but how best to handle her when she was in said mood.

If she was sad, Sanemi knew she needed comfort, but enough space to not feel suffocated.

When she was angry, Sanemi knew she needed to vent, so he would put aside anything that could distract him in order to give her his full, undivided attention.

When she was sleepy, Sanemi had come to accept Y/N would never willingly put herself in bed, instead preferring to be babied. After several rounds of him telling her to go to bed and Y/N lazily insisting she was not sleepy, and was “one hundred percent awake,” she would invariably fall asleep wherever she had managed to park her ass. So Sanemi would gently gather her into his arms and carry her back to their shared bed, taking care to ensure her phone was plugged in so she wouldn’t miss her alarm come morning.

But when Y/N was stressed?

Sanemi knew to stay the fuck out of her way.

In stark contrast to himself, Sanemi’s girlfriend was not a hot-tempered person by default. Nor was she meek by any means; rather, she was quick to laugh, and an all-around easygoing woman.

However, all that calm rationality went right out the fucking window whenever she was under immense pressure, just as she was now.

Y/N was currently studying for her licensing exam. Apparently, seven years of schooling was still not enough for her to advance in her field if she didn’t pass some stupid national exam that re-tested her on everything she had already demonstrated competency in while at school. Personally, Sanemi thought it was just another excuse to make money off the poor saps who had the misfortune of pursuing her chosen career.

For the past three weeks, Y/N had lived, breathed, and (not) slept for the exam. Sanemi found himself having to constantly remind his girl to eat, stretch, take care of her basic necessities. If she wasn’t clacking away on her keyboard as she made color-coordinated outlines, she was watching review videos, and if she wasn’t watching review videos, she was handwriting flashcards until her body finally gave into its exhaustion and she slumped over at her desk.

Last week, she’d been up so late studying that Sanemi had fallen asleep before he could drag her ass to bed. When he had finally jerked himself awake well after midnight and realized that his girlfriend’s warm body was not cuddled up next to him in their bed, he had found his girlfriend in their tiny living room, still at her desk.

Y/N’s head had been resting on her upper arm and her eyes were closed, but still clutched in her hand was her pen, twitching against the paper of her open notebook. When Sanemi had moved to gently pluck the pen from her loose grip, he had peered down to see scratchy and disjointed inky lines on the paper, he had realized that her hand had continued to move even well after she had lost consciousness, as though taking notes had become mere muscle memory.

The sight had made Sanemi’s heart clench, and he felt an inexplicable urge to lock her in bed for a day just to let her rest. Sanemi knew she was doing this so they could have a better life, together, but he hated to see her put so much pressure on herself. He had thought himself smart for deliberately leaving Y/N’s phone — and thus, her alarm — in the living room, discarded between the cushions of the couch (“so it won’t bother me,” she had snapped when he’d raised his eyebrows in question at her earlier). He even thought she would be grateful to him for letting her sleep in.

What a stupid, naive fucking notion that had been.

Because when Y/N had shot up in bed the next morning, disoriented with her hair in a wild, tangled mess, and she saw sunlight streaming through the window, she promptly freaked the fuck out.

“Do you want me to fail?” She cried, storming around their room, digging frantically through a pile of her clothes as she hunted for a pair of leggings to pull over her bare legs.

“You’re not going to fail because you slept an extra fuckin’ hour,” Sanemi groaned from his place in bed, dragging a hand down his tired face. “You’re gonna run yourself ragged if you don’t take care of yourself. You need sleep, babe.”

She let out a derisive laugh, a slightly crazed look in her eye. “I’ll sleep when I pass this stupid test or when I’m dead. Whichever’s first.”

For the rest of the day, Y/N had been snippy, huffing at every slight noise Sanemi had dared to make. She’d only grown more and more irritated as the night went on, and when he had sighed at the prospect of cooking dinner, she lost it.

“Can you stop breathing so god damned loudly?” She snapped, throwing her pen down in annoyance as she whipped around in her chair to glare at him.

Sanemi stared at her in disbelief for a moment, but he’d never been one to keep calm and cool, so he bit right back.

“I’m sorry that I’m just here, existing, and tryin’ to fuckin take care of ya, Princess. My mistake.”

Her eyes narrowed into slits. “And I’m trying to make sure I get my damn license so I can take care of you,” she simpered right back at him, anger swimming in her eyes. “But I guess that doesn’t fucking matter, does it? No!”

A blush began to creep up Y/N’s neck, a telltale sign she was about to start yelling. “No! Because you think taking care of me means not letting me focus or hiding my phone so that i don’t hear my alarms so I can’t wake up on time, and if I can’t wake up on time, I can’t study for as long as I need to, and if I can’t study I. Won’t. Fucking. Pass!” Her voice had become shrill by the time she stopped for a breath, chest heaving.

Sanemi watched her for a long moment as she caught her breath. “Are you done?”

In the span of a nanosecond, Y/N went from an angry, possessed-looking harpy to a sniffling, teary mess. She slumped back down into her desk chair, lower lip trembling pathetically as she tried and failed to hold in a hopeless wail.

“Okay, okay.” Sanemi murmured, moving across the room to kneel next to his sobbing girlfriend, feeling a slight sting of guilt as he watched her shoulders curl in on themselves under the weight of the pressure she undoubtedly felt.

He had spent the night trying to console her, though without much success. She had alternated between despairing over “the impending doom of her failure” and hiccuping angrily at him for continuing to distract her.

Nonetheless, everything about their future was currently riding on Y/N passing her upcoming exam in a month’s time and his girlfriend was currently one belt-loop snag on a door handle from a full fucking meltdown.

So Sanemi knew the best thing he could do was to steer clear and leave her to her own devices. He could do that for her.

But god damn if the sight of her ass in those shorts wasn’t killing him.

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