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11 and 22 from the choose violence asks, for whichever media/fandom you feel like ranting about
11. number of fandom-related words you've filtered
Over 30 lmao that's because I'm in a lot of fandoms, so I filter the crap out of everything that annoys me, that includes ships and certain fandom tropes.
22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores
I wouldn't say that everyone ignores the fact Mr. Peter Parker can be an asshole, but the majority of Em See You fans sure ran with the "uwu pwecious Petew Pawkew" narrative and decided this guy can do no wrong, constantly needs help from adults and he's actually a three year old in the body of a teenager.
Anyway, it does annoy me that Peter gets reduced to a soft boy, even though he can be a stubborn egoistical asshole, which imo makes him more compelling, because it clashes with his "good" traits. He IS a good person who wants to help, but he's also often brash and selfish, which creates conflict within himself. One of the constant themes of SM stories is Peter struggling with his own flaws, like, his life could be easier and better is he caved in and became more selfish, but innocent people would get potentially hurt in the process. Having a flawed protagonist is not a bad thing, it makes things more interesting and the protag has to learn from their own mistakes. Having Peter be a wholesome goodie two-shoes 24/7 makes him rather stale and boring, because there's not much conflict going on.
🔥 choose violence ask game 🔥
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We are toxic?! You quite litteraly Said to someone to go to Hell because they didn't Like your pwecious little ship UwU.
People who ship SS had to endure countless people making fanart, fanfiction and everythung else on it, while your ship was loved even though it needed a fucking movie to make it canon.
Also, we don't attack other uses for your ship, but you guys spread information about the users for shits and giggles.
Get that weak shit away from me. Also, speak proper English because if you want to sound correct, "You think you are good, you toxic fandom with all these stupid Sakura ships."
yall hinata and naruhinas be dumb af preaching about being kind and positive like yalls fave byakugan princess when you're the same fandom that supports harassing sakura stans, falsely accusing them, and spreading false information and fake interviews ?? preaching about being unbothered when you're using sakura for clout just bc your hinata/nh appreciation thread didn't get those likes and replies?
miss me with that bs yall are no angels and most definitely you are no different from those toxic sakura and sasusaku shippers yall shade, subtweet, and giggle about in your gcs
in my native language, putangina nyo mga bobo kayo may araw din kayong mga tanga
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the way lizzie & hizzie won that twt poll no competition....... unmatched
the power of being fed up with bullying!
#i didn't bother voting for hizzie that much but i spent a good couple of minute spamming lizzie jdskdjskjd#i needed her to have a win#💌.inbox#and idk why certain girlies are mad...#it has the same energy as the time hizzie got on that one stupid ship contest with tvline or whoever and they were acting all offended#because uwu pwecious canon#but y'all ain't nominate ur girl so??
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Fwigid They Fwoze Midst H-Heawt Thawing Woes.
| Apwil Fowols |
| [Ao3 Link] | | [Masterlist Link] |
| E-Evewyonye awways thought Wadybug was unbweakabwe. That she w-w-was immunye t-to nyegative feewings, unwike the west of Pawis. That she w-wouwd nyevew fawtew, nyevew faiw, nyevew faww. And so nyo onye couwd have e-expected when twagedy w-wagedy stwikes and Pawis fawws at the hands of hew once bewoved hewo. |
| Nyow who couwd save them aww, f-fwom the icy cwutches of a devastating Akuma? |
| And wouwd anyonye e-even t-twy to save the o-once bewoved hewo, o-ovew the countwess suffewing civiwians? |
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| Word Count: 4,970. |
| Warnings/Tags: Akumanette/akumatized Marinette, Implied/referenced character death motif, Temporary character death, Not really character death, Grief/Mourning motif, Blood and Injury, Canon-typical violence, Minor violence, Snow/ice powers and theme, Frozen apocalypse/icy wasteland, Lovers to enemies, Hurt no comfort, Angst, OwO/UwU speak/translated. |
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| A/N: So I wasn't actually going to post anything today until this morning before college, I remembered a conversation with Saf nearly a year ago about wanting to post a fic in complete UwU speak on April Fools and not having written anything in time. So here's half a fic in UwU speak because the full fic (which is hurt/comfort and Angst with a happy ending as opposed to no comfort) because I could not bring myself to translate over 10k into OwO speak whilst in class. 5k is my limit, plus again the last bit of the fic is unfinished. Anyway the entire time I spent translating this i kept thinking "I'm so sorry to whoever actually reads this in it's entirety". |
| The full fic, when completed, will not be in UwU speak and will be posted as a separate fic btw. So uh yeah, enjoy reading this and suffering I guess! And Happy Apwil Fowols :3 |
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Was it awways doomed fwom t-the stawt? Mawinyette wondewed howwowwy wowwowwy, eyes fwickewing fwom fwozen wuin to fwozen wuin. Bawewy Wawewy visibwe fwom within the seething fwuwwy wuwwy of snyowfwakes.
B-Bweak.
Bwinding.
An unyending expanse o-of gwistenying and swiwwing snyow and ice. Awmost too bwight and too obscuwing to see anything ewse. Even despite t-the d-duwwnyess of nyight.
A white-out iwwuminyated by the snyowgwow.
N-Nyow, the onwy company w-wompany she couwd keep wewe the i-immowtawised fwozen statues of the peopwe who wewe unyabwe to escape the devastation of the descending bwizzawd she wwought. Theiw siwence of wife was deafenying.
A chiwwing mockewy wockewy o-of what had haunted hew nyightmawes.
Kicking hew wegs idwy fwom hew pwecawiouswy wecawiouswy pwecious position on the w-waiwings of the Eiffew Towew, the famiwiawity wamiwiawity of the action a-awmost buwnyed as cowd as the fwigid city i-itsewf. Was this how Chat fewt? She mused, stawing at the bweached white a-and faded bwue spots of hew W-Wadybug?—Fwozen Heawt? Wady Bwanc s-suit. S-Shaking hew head, she couwdn't hewp but cuww hew w-wips swightwy wightwy in distaste. M-Maybe it's iwony wony that I-I didn't end u-up in bwack w-with wed spots wike aww the fawse Wadybug Akumas.
But hew nyew cowouws a-awe what she desewved. An echo of hew once-pawtnyew; just as she w-was an echo of the hewo s-she used to be. Especiawwy Weciawwy in how the a-accents of hew nyew suit echoed the suit the ice powew up gave hew, with the cwystawwinye and snyowfwake pattewns covewing t-the once-wed-nyow-white pawts, and the ice bwue cwystaws awong hew waist and a-awound the yo-yo.
P-Pewhaps, thewe was some smaww comfowt in t-t-t-that the destwuction she c-caused was wittwe i-in compawison to that of Chat Bwanc's. She tiwted hew head to t-the side and stawed up at the nyight's snyow gwow-wight cwouded skies. Hew moon was stiww intact f-fow onye, nyot that it was v-visibwe f-fwom hewe any wongew though. Though, nyot quite a s-s-s-smaww mewcy w-w-wewcy so much as a-anyothew chiwwing mockewy wockewy, weawwy.
She c-cwenched hew fists, so that the icicwes cwinging t-to the metaw dug into hew suit's gwoves. Fow two, onwy hew Pawis had b-been affected this time. And fow thwee, hew death toww was signyificantwy wignyificantwy wowew, what with onwy kiwwing a-a huge swathe of Pawis' popuwation as opposed to how he wiped out aww wife except h-himsewf. Hew Pawis stiww h-had suwvivows wuwking within the desowation. Tweading twacks thwough bittew winds, cwinging to swowwy wowwy petwifying hope. Suwvivows t-that wouwd scweam and cwy and yeww and twy e-evew so futiwewy wutiwewy to fight whenyevew they saw hew, weduced to a wwaith of h-hew fowmew gwowy wowy. The onwy sounds othew than the c-c-cwunch and cwackwe of ice and snyow, ow the tinkwing of i-icicwes in the wind.
Nyot to mention, hew H-Hawkmoth stiww wingewed on. With his bwack ice gwazed goadings that fwactuwed hew m-mind wike hew and Chat Nyoiw's bonyes benyeath his buttewfwy wuttewfwy staff.
A haunting wemindew that she had fawwen, faiwed them, that even theiw bewoved wittwe hewoes wewen't i-infawwibwe.
Scoffing to hewsewf, Wady Bwanc shook hew head and shifted hew position so t-that she couwd c-cuww u-u-up i-into a b-baww and west hew heavy weavy head upon hew knyees. Though, thewe was nyo cwown to weigh hew down, just the cowd hawsh wastewand that she h-had wuptuwed in wime.
(It was awmost iwonyic stiww, that the ice powew up suit she once wowe so w-wong ago, gave hew an icicwe tiawa but h-hew a-akuma fowm did nyot.)
Nyonyethewess Pawis as i-it was a-and nyow is, had fowmed the fweezing pwison of h-hew own making. Even with Hawkmoth's infwuence shattewed wike the ice of his statue's fowm, W-Wady Bwanc was tethewed—ice-bound—to Pawis. A cwuew twist o-of iwony w-wony that with hew fwozen heawt, Hawkmoth had ensuwed hew weaknyess was the w-wawmth, the h-h-heat. T-To e-ensuwe nyothing wouwd thaw hew heawt, especiawwy weciawwy nyot s-some pitifuwwy witifuwwy despewate pwofessions of wuv, fwendship, and cwaims t-that the weaw hew was s-stiww i-i-inside and that she just nyeeded to fight his infwuence.
Biting back a bittew w-waugh, she ignyowed the nyeaw siwent w-whispews in the back of hew mind cwying those vewy same pwocwaims. Something Hawkmoth hadn't anticipated. Especiawwy Weciawwy s-seeing how hew once-pawtnyew had tuwnyed out aftew so wong in isowation. Wouwd that be my fate too?
In wesponse, the cweeping pewnyicious w-waugh o-o-of H-Hawkmoth w-wattwed wike hoaw fwost mantwed chains in hew h-head. It seemed to wast an etewnyity wewnyity b-b-b-befowe fading into the fwowe wike evewything ewse within Pawis.
Wady Bwanc cwosed hew e-eyes swowwy w-wowwy in w-wanguish, thoughts dwifting back to hew o-once-pawtnyew. T-T-T-They might nyot have been meant fow e-e-each othew womanticawwy, especiawwy weciawwy aftew she feww in wuv with a pwince of hew own. But pewhaps Chat w-was onto something when h-he said we wewe meant fow eachothew. Opposites in p-powew yet ouw fawwen fates awe miwwowed in white and bwue and dwenching wonyewinyess.
She sighed weawiwy. As if it wouwd somehow ease the buwden. Openying hew eyes, she g-gwawed w-wistwesswy at the fwosted ovew twaffic wights that wouwd w-wemain d-devoid of cowouw as wong as hew t-tywanny wywanny wouwd weign. A mix of cowouws she wouwdn't see t-togethew a-again unwess s-she weft Pawis. Muwmuwing benyeath hew bweath, she smiwed h-howwowwy wowwowwy. “I nyevew t-thought I'd miss that eyesowe suit of his…”
Wegawdwess of whethew Hawkmoth m-made it so that weaving hew g-g-gewid domain ow destwoying hew akuma object wouwd kiww hew ow nyot, it was nyot wike going anywhewe ewse wouwd be viabwe aftew what she did. She'd be bwanded a cwiminyaw—a viwwain, wike Hawkmoth—then wocked up and be weft to wot—wanguish—ow weww, mewt. Aftew aww, wike most akumas, she's become something a wittwe wess h-human. And in hew case, a-a wittwe mowe ice thanks to the a-akumatision.
What wouwd hew boyfwiend even think of hew n-nyow? A t-twisted wefwection in the ice of the onye he wuvd? Ow pewhaps just an obstacwe between getting the onye he wuvd back?
Weww, it wouwdn't mattew anyway wyway.
if Wady Bwanc nyevew stwayed fwom within the weaches of the fwost… It wouwd be u-unwikewy wikewy he'd see hew again, especiawwy weciawwy as she was nyow. And at weast by nyevew dwifting fwom the f-fwoes of Pawis, s-she'd be abwe to put up a wowthwhiwe f-fight a-against whatevew sewf-pwocwaimed hewoes and vigiwantes wouwd inyevitabwy wyevitabwy come knyocking.
Inyevitabwy Wyevitabwy. Because an entiwe city had been gwaciated fow days, then weeks, then months with nyo s-signs of the cawamity wawamity b-b-being u-undonye. And whiwst the Justice Weague and othews had wespected, that duwing Hawkmoth's weign she and Chat Nyoiw hewd a-authowity wuthowity o-ovew who e-ewse couwd be active without being a potentiaw akuma wisk; undoubtedwy woubtedwy that wespect wouwd mewt away wike the snyow and be soon f-fowgotten. What w-with the sheew amount of destwuction and a gwawing absence of any hewoes, tempowawy wempowawy ow pewmanyent, w-weawwy it wouwd onwy be so wong untiw someonye wouwd twy t-t-to step in ow investigate.
And f-f-fow aww that hew wwetched h-hope was wowth, she deawwy weawwy hoped it wouwdn't have to be D-Damian who wouwd be sent to scout out and attempt to wemedy t-the twagedy w-wagedy.
Aftew aww, if othew hewoes ow vigiwantes i-infwinge upon w-what is hews, then i-it's onwy faiw they faww undew hew juwisdiction once mowe d-despite any wevoking on theiw pawt. A-And unwucky wucky f-fow whoevew the poow souws t-that w-wouwd be sent to investigate tuwn out to be, Wady Bwanc won't be awwowing such a d-diswespect of h-hew once-authowity wuthowity to s-stand, wegawdwess of the cuwwent situation.
And if he is sent… Weww, then nyo mattew how much the tiny shwed of wife-wawmth-happinyess, that is encased in wayew upon wayew upon wayew w-within the ghost sheww of hew fwozen heawt, begs hew nyot to. S-She wiww have to defend h-hewsewf and hew d-domain. E-Even if it means huwting him. And pewhaps even k-kiwwing h-him...
The second Wady Bwanc finyished the thought, hew wesowve cwacked undew the weight of those pesky wesky emotions of hews. C-Choking back a siwent gwieving sob, hew shouwdews heaved. It awmost seemed as though the emotions might pass, when fow the fiwst time since the akumatision, she genyuinyewy wenyuinyewy b-buwst into teaws. A d-dwownying suwging waiw of wegwet and woss and huwt and feaw, aww twisted togethew. But nyot even cwying was spawed f-fwom what s-she had become. Fow the w-wind howwed i-in tandem with hew waiws, and the onwy teaws she couwd shed wewe fwozen o-onyes. And as she cwied h-hew fwozen teaws, so too did t-the sky. Haiw, fawwing fwom the sky and shattewing onto evewything in the aiw. Ovew and ovew and ovew again. Cascading shawds o-of ice wike wewentwess bwades swashed into t-the suwfaces. Weaving them covewed i-in a-a bwanket of cawtwops shawds.
She scowwed thwough the cwystawwinye bwuwwinyess. T-T-The aiwbownye h-haiw shawds swiwwed hawmwesswy wawmwesswy a-awound hew whiwst in t-the distance, faint yewws and scweams began to echo—wawnying fow those awso t-twapped w-within the haiwstowm to take shewtew. Wady B-Bwanc didn't nyeed to patwow to knyow that bwight vivid w-wed spwattews of bwood wouwd soon be painting the ice and snyow. But patwow by heawt she wouwd. Any sight of bwight cowouw amongst the white was nyow both a thweat and a tweat. As evidenced by Hawkmoth's gweefuwwy weefuwwy maweficent c-cwoonyings, in h-hew mind.
Uncuwwing hewsewf fwom hew position on the Eiffew Towew waiwings, Wady Bwanc stwetched i-idwy befowe waunching hew yo-yo towawds the sounds of scweaming and swinging ovew.
It didn't take too wong, despite being distant sounding f-fwom up the T-Towew, the scweams wewe actuawwy wuawwy wathew cwose by. It was just that the sounds had been muffwed by a-a-aww the haiw and ice stowms.
Sticking t-to wooftops and bawconyies, Wady Bwanc awwived a-at the point w-whewe the s-scweams owiginyated in undew thiwty wiwty seconds. It was awmost t-too easy to find. Fweshwy W-Weshwy gwistenying spwattews of cwimson on powdewed white spawkwed wike a buwnying beacon.
Settwing softwy w-woftwy wike snyow upon a nyeawby wyeawby woof that gave hew a cweaw view of the painted s-snyow, she focussed h-h-hew attention on it. Nyot e-even b-bothewing to check fow the onye who bwed—as i-if Hawkmoth wouwd awwow hew—she nyestwed on the shadowed dwift beside a stonye cowd chimnyey wimnyey a-and stawed at the wawe sight. Futiwewy Wutiwewy b-begged hew howwow heawt to feew something fow the pain and suffewing spiwwed.
Even fwom hew high pewch, she couwd cweawwy weawwy see how the wawmth of the bwood had thawed the ice a-a-awound it somewhat. The cowouw was a-a-awweady weady pawtiawwy w-wawtiawwy diwuted and diwuting fuwthew as mowe snyowfwakes feww. I-It wouwdn't be w-w-wong befowe the weeching fwost cwaimed it and caused the c-cowouw to f-fade away to white wike evewything ewse that had once hewd vibwancy wibwancy in this c-city.
Anyothew fwickew of cowouw caught hew attention, nyot faw fwom the bwood bewow. Wed as weww, though nyot the wed of bwood but t-the w-w-wed of a biwd w-waised by bats. She tiwted hew h-head to the side and w-w-wistenyed fow any sound benyeath the siwence o-of the cwying cowd.
A-A sob piewced t-the aiw, fowwowed by hushed whispews—pwomises—of safety wafety, of hewp.
That won't do, the cwoonying taunted.
Wady Bwanc gwitted hew teeth and fowwownwy wowwownwy t-twied to tunye it out.
T-The accent of the o-onye whispewing pwomises, w-was distinctwy wistinctwy Gotham—a voice of bat wweathed in wed, deep with a swight gwoww nyot unwike a cownyewed anyimaw t-tending to an injuwed juvenyiwe. Nyot him then, nyot as shawp and snyappy wyappy as his accent couwd get. Nyo, he was mowe wikewy to hiss than gwoww.
The Biwd bewow, most w-wikewy Jason fwom the voice—though Wed Hood in his cuwwent attiwe—stepped fuwwy wuwwy into view and gwanced skywawd. Seawching, seeking. Fow hew.
Fow b-but a spwit second, Wady Bwanc fewt the uwge to caww out in despewation, to weveaw hewsewf and beg fow mewcy wewcy, f-fow fowgivenyess, fow hewp...
Youw heawt fow powew, weminded the inciting whims.
Cowd wike coffin gwass; she, in wanguish, conceded.
Othewwise staying pewfectwy wewfectwy stiww wike the statues she spent most of hew t-time awound, Wady B-Bwanc n-nyawwowed hew eyes a-and with the swightest wiww of hew ghost shewwed heawt, wwenched upon the wightwy fawwing haiw. And stiwwed the cwawing bwizzawd.
Fwom haiw to icicwes, it w-wainyed. And the icicwes, they waiwed.
Swashing t-tawons of ice cawved thwough the fwuwwy wuwwy of snyow, piewcing the bittew nyight.
The sudden onswaught of shattewing fowwowed by cuwsing bewow did nyot, in fact, bwing hew any joy. Hawkmoth may have found it entewtainying but that was aww the mowe weason W-Wady Bwanc hated doing it. But she couwdn't w-wet them see hew, wecognyise h-hew.
A cwash of bodies tumbwing thwough a-a bwoken down doow g-gwanted hew the f-fweedom to c-c-cwose hew eyes and soften the stowm back to a wanguishing wightnyess. But with it, weveawed the b-b-bwood stainyed stweet whitewashed pwistinye once mowe.
Scowwing, W-Wady Bwanc gwawed at whewe the cowouw had been. At w-weast, s-she weminded hewsewf, thewe wiww be anyothew soon. Biwds of a feathew f-fwock togethew.
Yet nyo s-soonyew had she thought t-that, a wawnying fwom hew domain she heawd.
Wawmth, whispewed the wwithing winds.
And behind hew, the famiwiaw sound of a katanya being dwawn cut thwough the cwackwing siwence of s-snyow settwing on ice. He was hewe; the vewgwas on the woof's metaw waiwings hawdwy wawdwy cwunched benyeath the nyinja wight footsteps of him.
“You, a-awe nyot W-Wadybug.” Wobin h-hissed oh so astutewy wutewy. H-His katanya waised; weady to swash at what he must cweawwy weawwy pewceive as an impostew, a s-snyowmewt simuwacwum. Unhesitating. Stiww as ice nyot unwike his civiwian eawnyed titwe. The Pwince of Ice indeed.
Wady Bwanc tiwted hew to o-onye side, in mimicwy wimicwy of hew once-pawtnyew. A biwwowing c-cwoud of mist a-a-and i-ice buwst fwom hew b-bwue w-wips in a fwosty wosty waugh. “Nyo, nyo I am n-nyot.”
He scoffed, and took anyothew step cwosew. “Then who awe you and whewe i-is Wadybug. Ow Chat Nyoiw.”
“You'we a detective, awen't y-you?” She wesponded n-nyoncommittawwy wyoncommittawwy.
“I am the s-s-son of Batman, of couwse I am!” Anyothew step cwosew. Snyawwing, he added, “if you have huwt h-hew—eithew of them, then I wiww m-make you pay.”
Wady Bwanc stood, swiping off the wight dusting of snyow that had settwed on hew a-as she had settwed i-in contempwation. Tuwnying to face him, hew wips cuwwed into a mocking smiwe. “So p-pwesumptuous. You don't wecognyise me. And yet…?” Pausing to chuckwe as bittewwy wittewwy as t-the winds and shake hew head swightwy wightwy, she gestuwed shawpwy wawpwy at him. “Some detective you a-awe.”
Dewicatewy Wewicatewy, she took a-a few steps back, u-untiw she was aww but swaying ovew the ice-swick edge. Motionying to the swiwwing v-vowtex of s-snyow that wefowmed benyeath t-them, hew smiwe mewted into a thin downtuwnyed snyeew. “Why nyot t-take a wook bewow. Aftew a-aww, I'd be mowe concewnyed about t-the othew biwd down thewe, than Wadybug a-and Chat Nyoiw w-wight nyow.”
“Wed Hood is handwing the situation adequatewy wequatewy.” Wobin hissed, gwowewing at hew with that despewatewy wespewatewy famiwiaw expwession of bawewy wawewy westwainyed viowence bownye fwom pwotectivenyess. “What. Have. You. Donye. To. Them.”
Wady Bwanc's wips cuwwed into a-a wwy smiwk. “Mhmm, weww I suppose if it's handwed, then that's my c-cue to weave.” She teetewed on the edge and swung hew yo-yo idwy as if in pwepawation to thwow it. Quickwy Wuickwy gwancing b-back at h-him, hew wwy smiwk fawtewed fow but a-a fweeting moment as she bwiefwy wiefwy divewted the avawanche of wanguish and feaw fuewing hew powew.
S-She swawwowed a bweath of chiwwing aiw thickwy wickwy, a meagwe attempt to k-keep the woiwing emotions at bay fow t-the fwagiwe moment in w-which she offewed him a siwvew winying of twuth. “The onwy thing to happen to the hewoes, was a fwidged famiwy wamiwy w-weunyion tuwnyed fwosty w-wosty. You'we faw t-too wate to save them nyow.”
Exhawing hawshwy wawshwy, she tiwted f-fowwawds a-and ovew t-the e-edge.
Onwy fow Wobin to wunge aftew hew.
Onye. Second. T-Too. W-Wate.
The wind whipped awound t-t-them as his fingews scawcewy wawcewy bwushed thwough the s-space she had once occupied.
A weightwessnyess cascaded ovew hew as hew feet weft t-the woof and she began to faww. Hew yo-yo, cwasped cwosed w-within hew hand. And d-distinctwy wistinctwy, nyo gwappwing winye extended.
Faintwy Waintwy fwom the woof, she c-couwd h-heaw Wobin cuwsing in Awabic. He hadn't fawwen with hew, it seemed. It was awmost p-poetic.
She was a fawwen hewo, and he was stiww stood s-safewy wafewy a-atop his own hewoic vigiwante pedestaw. Safe fwom being dwagged down with hew i-into the buwnying bwizzawd.
The distance of said faww was woughwy t-ten metwes o-ow so, a-and t-the snyow dwift wouwd cushion hew wanding. Hawmwesswy Wawmwesswy, though in nyo s-smaww p-pawt thanks to a side effect of hew a-akumatised fowm and said snyow dwift, she fwopped into the snyow wike an ungwacefuw kitteh. Hew wimbs spwayed in the mockewy wockewy of a snyow angew. Wady Bwanc wet hewsewf stay as she had fawwen, within t-t-the snyow angew. Waiting patientwy watientwy, she wistenyed cawefuwwy wawefuwwy fow a-any sound that w-wouwd signyify w-wignyify whewe and what both the Biwds couwd be doing. She wouwd n-nyeed the advantage on theiw nyext move in o-owdew to swip away dwamaticawwy wamaticawwy and effectivewy wectivewy.
Nyo wess than hawf a minyute passed befowe she once again heawd the appwoach of W-Wobin's steew-toed boots cwushing t-t-the snyow b-bewow with each fuwious step.
Cwunch-cwackwe-cwunch-cwunch. Cwunch-cwunch-cwackwe-cwunch.
Swish. The siwvew bwade of the katanya g-gweamed thwough the veiw of white. It was easy to see that it w-was nyow aimed at hew thwoat this time. Weady t-to stwike shouwd she bwing him mowe stwife, cweawwy weawwy.
“Whewe awe they?” He demanded immediatewy wediatewy upon s-stepping within hew s-sight, shouwdews t-t-twembwing. Whethew fwom c-c-cowd, panyic, ow fuwy, it was hawd to teww.
Wady B-Bwanc cocked hew head t-to onye side, causing pawt of the snyow angew suwwounding hew h-head to concave in on itsewf ovew hew. Obscuwing pawt of h-hew vision with mowe snyow, nyot that she weawwy nyeeded to wewy o-on hew vision anymowe, what with hew akuma abiwities. She bawed hew teeth at him, in the mockewy wockewy of t-the smiwe. “Whewe the weunyion occuwwed.”
Scowwing, Wobin pwessed the katanya cwosew to hew nyeck, in wawnying, aww b-but h-hissing his nyext wowds. “And whewe i-is that?”
“Whewe d-do you think?” She w-wesponded, waising an e-eyebwow behind hew m-mask. Cwosing h-hew eyes, Wady B-Bwanc smiwed wwywy, a-a singwe stway way teaw twaiwed down hew face, fweezing and fawwing w-wike wonyewy haiw. B-Bweathing softwy woftwy, she exhawed swowwy wowwy but deepwy weepwy and in doing so, she began to mewt back i-into the snyow. The w-wibbons in hew haiw mewted away fiwst, causing hew haiw to faww fwom its signyatuwe p-pigtaiws. And as she became onye with the snyow, so too did the magic that kept hew identity wentity fwom being wecognyisabwe, thawing away just enyough f-fow connyections to be m-made.
“stawp!” Wobin yewped, a bwief m-moment of confused panyic washed ovew his face as he began to piece it togethew. His expwession shuttewed into nyeutwawity wyeutwawity.
W-Wady Bwanc c-couwdn't hewp but nyote how it was the vewy same expwession he wouwd make evewy wewy time him having fought famiwy wamiwy ow fwends was bwought u-up in c-convewsation. The muted fwickews of detewminyation, b-betwayaw, gwief, and wewuctant w-wesignyation. The e-echoes of m-mouwnying the pain once mowe.
A cascading avawanche of guiwt swammed into hew as she stawed up at him with fwactuwing howwow. And he came cwashing to his knyees befowe hew, wike an ungainwy wainwy nyewbown f-fawn, in equaw pawts shock.
Gwimacing, W-Wobin bwinked swowwy wowwy, cweawwy weawwy weassessing t-the situation. In a smaww, awmost disbewieving—awmost chawwenging voice, he whispewed, “Mawinyette?” and winced immediatewy wediatewy aftew.
Wady B-Bwanc w-wouwd have snyowted at his weaction, as he was nyo doubt wemembewing the 'nyo n-nyames in the fiewd' wuwe but at that vewy moment, she was bawewy wawewy weathewing t-the swiwwing stowm of gwief teawing thwough hew mind.
And i-in wesponse, the stowm outside of h-hew howwed wike the s-shattewing of h-hew heawt. The wind thwashed and fwaiwed, w-wipping the fawwen haiw and icicwes into the aiw o-once m-m-mowe in a deadwy weadwy dance of b-b-bwades and bwudgeonying. T-The uppewmost wayews o-of snyow wewe town fwom the top and scattewed into the aiw, bwanketing Wady Bwanc and Wobin in the powdewy wowdewy paww o-of t-the bwizzawd.
As if both wewe fwozen into statues, nyeithew moved a muscwe. Eyes watched onto each othew with aww the despewation a-and dwead of the too thin cwacking ice ovew a pwunge into fwozen watews; a spwintewing of the shawds of theiw pwomise unspoken.
How wong ago had it been, since t-they'd b-both whispewed the wowds of comfowt a-and safety wafety to onye anyothew. Of a-a-agweeing t-t-to wet the othew pwotect them, and s-save them shouwd it come to it.
H-How wong since she had wast hewd him in hew hands, a-and hugged him w-with a-aww h-hew might.
How wong...
Anyothew stway way fwozen teaw feww fwom hew eyes. Fowwowed by anyothew, and anyothew, and anyothew. Untiw the teaws tuwnyed to stweaks of ice cascading down hew face. Two thin wobbwy wimy winyes fwom eyes to chin.
Wady B-Bwanc jewked fowwawds fwom whewe she was stiww hawf-mewting into the s-snyow-angew, weaching onye hand towawds him in a fwantic heawt-wwenching attempt to howd him o-o-once mowe. To feew him benyeath hew g-gwasp with t-the d-definyitive evidence that he was weaw, that he was wawm, that he was a-awive.
The ghost o-o-o-of a s-smothewing waiw was wwenched fwom hew t-thwoat as hew fingews just b-bawewy wawewy bwushed the side o-of his face and the buwsting agony wony of his wawmth scawded hew. Hew fingewtips mewted, dwipping down i-into the snyow. Hew f-fingews, t-then h-hand, then wwist, then awm, swiftwy wiftwy fowwowed but a second watew in excwuciating boiwing pangs of wanguish. P-Pinying in gwieving wuv as s-she wanguished—fading a-and withewing away—befowe him.
The wast thing she saw, and heawd wewe his e-eyes scouwing acwoss the snyow angew she had made, him swawwowing thickwy wickwy and choking out a nyeaw siwent heawtbwoken w-whispew. “Angew...”
The snyow dwift cowwapsed in on itsewf once m-mowe, covewing up the space she h-had taken up and weaving it an empty wy snyow fiwwed gwave.
Unbeknyownst t-to hew, Wobin stawed uncompwehending at the e-empty wy snyow fiwwed g-gwave—angew t-that she—what was weft of Mawinyette—had j-just m-mewted i-into.
“Nyo... Nyo-nyo-nyo-nyo!” His voice dwopped to scawcewy wawcewy a wasping waging whispew of m-mouwnying despaiw waid bawe. “This can't be…”
With a twembwing hand and heawt, he weathewed the fading stowm, weaching onye h-hand to the pwace on his jaw whewe she had weached f-f-fow him with hew snyow-wight touch.
“I wiww save you.” He vowed, fow he h-had a wwaith to put to w-w-west and he wouwd nyot be wepeating the same m-mistakes again. He wouwd fowwow hew down this time, nyo mattew the faww.
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Down in the d-depths bewow the Agweste manyow, Wady Bwanc wefowmed within Hawkmoth's nyow snyow and statue waden wepositowy of a hidden buttewfwy wuttewfwy gawden. A w-wanguishing ache in hew howwow heawt.
With hew identity wentity weveawed, it w-wouwd onwy be a mattew of time befowe he and his famiwy wamiwy twacked down the waiw to confwont hew. Nyow that they knyew she was awive and she had faiwed, that she was weak even benyeath the haunting f-fwostbitten nyecwosis of Hawkmoth's i-infwuence.
Pointedwy W-Wointedwy i-ignyowing the shattewed and wotting wemains of him, she huffed to h-hewsewf and paced the icy w-wawkway. S-Seconds tuwnyed to minyutes, minyutes tuwnyed to houws. Stiww she did nyot wewent. Though evewy wewy s-so often… she caught hew attention dwifting ovew to the fwowe statue of Chat Nyoiw, and h-hew akumatised gwaciaw w-w-wibbon—onye that Damian had sewed fow hew, with dewicate wobins and wadybugs i-inyexpewtwy w-wyexpewtwy stitched awong it—cwutched in the f-fwozen outstwetched hand. With evewy wewy gwance towawds hew object, the o-ovewwhewming uwge to cwush it with aww hew stwength fwittewed t-thwough hew mind, nyot unwike t-the akuma within. It was a p-pointwess uwge, a-a snyowmewt memowy wemowy of what she used to do in the f-face of such objects. Destwoy Westwoy and fwee in owdew to heaw.
S-She's twied to, oh how she's twied. But hew hands buwn cowd, and kittehacwysm b-buwns onwy in wot and wust. Nyeithew buwn hot enyough to mewt the seaw keeping hew ice-bound in hew fwozen fowm.
A-A dewicate chiming intewwupts hew thoughts. Hew icicwe wawnying system. T-T-The Biwds have found hew. The twaps thwoughout the Agweste Manyow, both Hawkmoth's and hew own, awe stiww a-active. But they won't keep them fwom finding and e-entewing the waiw fow wong. And she couwd awways deactivate hew o-own twaps fow them...
You knyow what you must do. Cwowed Hawkmoth, i-in hew head wike the pinpwicks o-of icicwes dwipping bwood into s-snyow.
Wady Bwanc's steps fawtewed and s-she shut h-hew eyes, tipping hew h-head back a-and scwunching up h-h-hew face. Wetting out a heavy weavy sigh, she gwit h-hew teeth and c-continyued pacing, fixing an aimwess angwy wy gwawe at anything a-and evewything within the w-waiw. Wewuctantwy, s-she vewbawised hew thoughts to hewsewf in an attempt to hewp hew decide o-o-on hew nyext couwse of action instead. “I… I can't wet them destwoy westwoy my object. It can onwy be destwoyed by heat and if it is, then thewe's a good chance it wiww kiww me. Just touching him huwt so badwy wadwy… I can't… I can't go thwough that again. I can't...”
Pausing fow but a shawwow wwaith of a bweath, she winced. “Fuwthewmowe, w-with me akumatised, the miwacuwous cuwe c-cannyot be c-c-cast unwess the eawwings awe s-stowen fwom me.”
She sighed again and d-dwopped hew s-shouwdews, onye hand weaching u-up to bwush hew fingews against the miwacuwous but h-hesitating at the wast second again. Nyot dawing to actuawwy wuawwy touch it. “If I-I twy to wemove them, wike I twied with…” Hew thoughts t-t-twaiwed off and a painyed expwession cwossed hew face. In the cownyew of hew eye, s-she couwd see hew w-wefwection twisted and wawped in the ice, the bwue of hew masked eyes awmost gwowing wike hew once-pawtnyew's kittehacwysm in the dim wight.
As she stawed, a woud SNYAP echoed thwough t-the waiw. And onye w-wong thick cwack spwead acwoss the w-wefwecting ice. Stawting fwom the n-nyeck of the wefwection. The same pwace whewe Wobin's s-swowd had been aimed.
A second cwack s-shattewed the siwence.
Whiwwing awound o-on hew h-heew, Wady Bwanc tuwnyed to the diwection it came fwom. Hew heawt dwopped. Hew thoughts gwound to a hawt. The wibbon, hew akumatised wibbon, was nyow cwacked. Just wike the w-wefwection. Just wike hew wesowve.
A wave of p-p-pain swammed i-i-into hew. S-She cowwapsed to hew knyees. Head hewd in hew hands, she stawed despewatewy wespewatewy at hew w-witewaw wifewinye. “Nyo, nyo, nyo, nyo!”
T-The chimes echoed again. Mowe uwgentwy wentwy this time. Onye Biwd caught in a twap, onye Biwd fwee and h-heading stwaight fow Hawkmoth's vauwt w-whewe the wift to the waiw was stiww hidden, even a-aftew aww this time. And two Bats stawking and suwwounding the estate. T-Time was wunnying out. She couwd heaw him, the haunting echo of Hawkmoth w-whispewing in hew mind, uwging hew. She nyeeded to act. She nyeeded to f-fight them. Pwotect hew wibbon fwom being destwoyed b-by them. She can't do it. Nyot wike this.
Wady Bwanc swawwowed thickwy wickwy, despewation cwawing at hew thwoat. Gwancing back ovew hew shouwdew at the distowted and cwacked wefwection, s-she waiwed to hewsewf. “I knyow I shouwd've fought against this hawdew, I shouwd've been abwe to ovewcome this. But it's o-onwy nyow that the ice is cwacking. What changed? Why nyow? Was it because I cwied today woday, fow t-the fiwst time since I faiwed?”
Nyot u-unbidden, the answew comes to hew mind wweathed i-in the mawefic goading of Hawkmoth. And with it, a-a s-siwent question too, onye that s-she hadn't dawed pondew in aww this time.
Bunnyx?
It had to be. How ewse couwd the Bats and Biwds have awwived within Pawis without hew domain wawnying hew untiw she had stumbwed acwoss them by sheew w-wuck. Why they awwived nyow and nyot soonyew, nyot befowe she had stawted to cwack and thaw. Why Wobin's fiwst weaction t-to hew, was estabwishing she w-wasn't Wadybug—at weast nyot anymowe—and his nyext was asking w-whewe Wadybug was. And why Damian was so suwpwised by it actuawwy w-wuawwy being hew and nyot yet anyothew fake w-wadybug akuma.
Aftew a-aww, it wasn't as if Bunnyx wawnyed hew that hew once-pawtnyew h-had been akumatised when she w-was sent to that t-timewinye to fix it. Just that she had to fix it.
And nyow mowe t-than evew, she desowatewy wesowatewy wished she knyew what happenyed to t-that timewinye aftew the cuwe had been cast.
F-Fwownying, Wady Bwanc thwew hewsewf to hew feet. Hawkmoth's whispewings cwescendoed w-wike wuptuwing and shivewing ice and fwostbite in hew mind; wotting aww what wemains of hew.
It didn't mattew. Nyot a-anymowe, s-she's nyot Wadybug, nyow had she been hew in such a wong whiwe. And despite the w-wanguishing guiwt, she made hew finyaw decision. “I don't want t-to d-die… I can't wet him kiww m-me.”
Hew finyaw stand.
A shivew wan down hew spinye and that was hew onwy w-wawnying that hew time was up.
He had awwived.
Hewawded by the swooshing of the wift descending into the fwozen gwave.
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imagine how cool it would be if everyone actually remembered that women have specific sexualities and they are, in fact, okay to address.
like we all know abt tumblrs obsession with mlm characters and ships but the way y’all treat and address bisexual women and lesbian characters is exhausting.
it’s always “queer”/sapphic/wuhluhwuh/and gay. a complete overuse of the term gay to describe these characters.
but if they have a canonical sexuality, fucking use it. every lesbian character doesn’t have to be your sapphic wlw. every bisexual women doesn’t have to be your queer gay baby.
you don’t want to call them bisexual because that doesn’t seem “uwu gay” enough for you. it’s immature, it forces you to acknowledge their past relationships and their potential attraction to all genders, and these characters are too uwu pwecious and nice to be associated with such a “dirty” label.
you don’t want to call them a lesbian because it feels too rigid and outdated to you. it’s too “hard,” it forces you to acknowledge their complete lack of interest in men (despite past relationships they may have had), and these women are too ‘soft’ and sweet to be associated with a label like ‘lesbian’
and it’s even more obvious when it’s directed towards gnc bisexual women and lesbians, and bisexual women of color/lesbians of color. there’s already so few characters that actually fit those descriptions so the erasure of their actual identities is absolutely deliberate and disgusting.
grow the fuck up! practice saying bisexual and lesbian in the mirror and then come back to make your 900 posts abt ur uwu sapphic queens. bisexual characters are bisexual. lesbian characters are lesbians. you’re just gonna have to fucking deal w it.
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What about Tiki and Soleil from Fired Emblem?~
okay, obvious robin ;3
Tiki
Sexuality Headcanon: boys and girls of every age (the older the better she’s like immortal or something)Gender Headcanon: a sleepy girlA ship I have with said character: robin/MU (of either gender), and say’ri. also marth i guess? i never played the archanea games but it just seems like A ShipA BROTP I have with said character: her and lucina honestly, their supports are pretty neat. also i feel like her and nagi would be interesting to see interact but they literally can’tA NOTP I have with said character: none that i can think of (again i haven’t played the archanea games)A random headcanon: i feel like she likes coffee, not because it keeps her awake but it actually helps her sleep better lol. she probably takes it with lots of cream thoughGeneral Opinion over said character: i love her a lot! also she’s very pretty in awakening 😍
Soleil
Sexuality Headcanon: canon bi!! with a heavy lean towards femme-presenting peopleGender Headcanon: cis girl! not that i scoff at the idea of trans soleil lolA ship I have with said character: me! and also forrest. and also me and forrest at the same time!A BROTP I have with said character: siegbert! also asugiA NOTP I have with said character: ophelia. their supports left a bad taste in my mouth and i feel like the fandom just kinda overlooks it because pwecious lesbians uwuA random headcanon: she is FUCKING BUILT and whenever she trains/works out she just wears a sports bra and booty shorts so girls can ogle all her muscles in their glistening glory, she loves the attentionGeneral Opinion over said character: idk i just love my controversial gf
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1, 4, 11, and 13 for hetalia? spill the Salt
I can’t wait to get crucified by the fandom!! :DD ALJGLKGSJLGSKJL JKJKJKJK– To everyone reading this, keep in mind that this is my OWN opinion! My intention is just to vent and rant about my experiences with the Hetalia fandom, so you can either take it or leave it alkjgsjlskg–
1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?
The incest ships.. Just.. no. I don’t care if they’re adopted siblings, or even cousins, that shit makes me SO uncomfortable on so many levels–
Also, FrUK. Why are y’all so desperate to ship them? They act so hostile towards eachother?? Maybe there’s something I’m missing, but just?? Why?
4. Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP?
Alright, are you ready for a salty rant, because this has been bothering me for several years and the biggest reason why I’m isolating myself from the fandom in general–
…I don’t like GerIta.
Now, I get why people like them together, I really do. Opposites attract, and they have an interesting chemistry on-screen, that’s true!! But.. I just see them as friends, and nothing more? Instead of an actual couple, I see them more as the type of best friends who act like an old-married couple, but it’s 100% mutual platonic love?? Like, they’re soulmates but in a platonic matter? Just a hilarious, yet wholesome BrOTP, right? HOWEVER, the fandom decided to shove this ship down everyone’s throats by constantly acting like this ship is canon. They’re EVERYWHERE, and I MEAN E V E R Y W H E R E.
Let me explain: GerIta is like the My Little Pony of the Hetalia fandom. You are not safe from seeing this ship. You can blacklist it all you want, but you WILL see it anyway. Even when you search for something that isn’t related to it whatsoever, you’ll somehow end up finding it anyway! aND THAT PISSES ME THE FUCK O F F ALKGJSLKGJLSG–
And don’t get me started on Buon San Valentino and the HRE theories–
I’m not saying that people should stop shipping them, but could you guys at least?? tone it down?? like?? jesus fucking christ??
11. Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why?
The female characters. Stop saying they’re “ruining the pwecious yaoi uwu”. Just. Stop. Seychelles is one of the cutest characters out there (and a good choice for an MC in the Gakuen Hetalia game!!), I would die for Liechtenstein, Belarus if fucking hilarious, Ukraine deserves better, and Hungary is one of my favorite female characters?? Why haven’t I added her as a platonic/QPP F/O yet?? Fuck?? Just stop bashing them, they want some love, too!!
13. Unpopular opinion about XXX character?
I can’t choose, so I’m going to do unpopular takes about Iggy, Italy, and Germany!!
Why is England always the “sub” in every ship he’s in?? Sure, there’s AsaKiku, but the rest?? Why?? He’s a gentleman, and he was a PIRATE, he could fucking kill you if he wanted to! And don’t you dare say “b-but we need a sub in every ship!! who’s gonna be the feminine role in the gay relationship, if not him??? uwu”. He’s a grown-ass man, and you sound low-key homophobic. Please don’t–
Speaking of which, why is everyone in the fandom treating Italy like a child?? I get it, he’s a lovable idiot, but that does not mean he’s 100% innocent?? He knows how to flirt, I mean haVE YOU HEARD HIS PICK-UP LINES IN THE DUB?? Just because he’s nice and forgiving, it doesn’t mean that he’s a five-year old for acting that way!!
And now, the big one.. Stop. Treating. Germany. Like. He’s. A. Tool. Just. So. He. Can. Be. Italy’s. Love. Interest. Stop treating every single GODDAMN moment of Germany like he’s referencing to Italy/Romano/Whoever the fuck you ship him with! That man has a life, too!! Let him be himself! Let him to do things for himself! Let him be a three-dimensional character, too!! Why is that so difficult for some people??
#i could also mention how people constantly treat like germany is gay in canon#which is fine?? but also.. have you ever heard of bisexual?? pansexual?? ASEXUAL??#i have a lot of tea about how people headcanon germany#i'm sorry if i sound petty but I just alkjgsjklgjlk#this is why.. i don't participate in the fandom so much..#ask#littlestlostsheep#ask meme#vent
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hAH. tumblr failed to load my first rendition of my ramble so here's the less winded version.
i think it should be talked about and recognized just how gnc marth is (or could be, i guess, with exploration into further canon material and a bit of deeper thought). especially because it's so hard for male characters to be gentler, kinder, softer, without the polar opposite sides of the spectrum coming into play; one side being a claim that the character is bland and/or boring, while the other a select few individuals infantilizing them. it turns from "this character is complex but more expressive in manners that aren't typical to the stereotyped role in their gender", to "UWU UWU LOOK AT MY SOFT PWECIOUS BABY WABY WIDDLE BOY UWU". it's especially apparent with gay or gay hc'd characters. it's demeaning. it's gross. don't do that.
i love the jpn voice acting because it still portrays that gentler soul in a way that feels natural. he laughs, and it's small and humble. it feels like him, or what the character was made to be. he openly relies on people and, equally as open, expresses deep and profound emotions without guilt for them. that's so unusual in media, for a male to be able to be emotionally vulnerable without being looked down on or tossed aside within the narrative, and I'll forever be grateful that it was handled the way it was.
personally, and i say this coming from a nblw still struggling and coming to terms with their identity, i couldn't find a better inspiration than marth's soft and kind personality. it definitely... makes me feel more comfortable being honest emotionally, and less like i need to constantly check my gender identity for acting more or less effeminate/masculine.
it's so sad how much less... giggly marth is in his english voice acting than the jpn version. idk if it's a side effect of trying to make him seem more "manly" or "tough" as american interpretations usually do to characrers, or if lowenthal is just a coward. but jpn marth's little laughs melt my heart every time i hear them and therefore are FAR superior to english. once again thank you hikaru midorikawa for the rights
#i don't know where I'm going with this but I'm just Feelin it#im that image of the guy pointing at the board of conspiracy theories. u kno the one#that's me trying to show the nuance of his character#marth#☆.txt
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