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I really like the song Do I Make Myself Clear by Zalinki because it... sounds nice. No other reason, just a funky little song that fills me with... joy! It has nothing to do with anything else, no don't look at the fact that I've been playing Disco Elysium, that game just also has good music, no other connection.
#Yes of fucking course this is a vent post#but it's a very small vent post and I think it's more productive to think of the similarities in themes between the two pieces of art#And while I only came to this conclusion because I relate to those two things on a vent-y level I think the theme of:#“Do I make myself clear? Or would that make it worse?”#Is a very *neat* theme shared between the two of them about the idea of allowing yourself to be genuine vs masking intentions#just enough and for just long enough that you can be genuine in the future#I hope this post doesn't put fucking D.E. stuff on my dash (Deliberately avoiding spelling it out in the tags)#because I am nowhere fucking near being close to beating that game#I spend a minimum of like 5 goddamn minutes on every dialog option considering that theme#and trying to figure out how it relates to my lack of understanding of the D.E. world and wanting to avoid saying something that#“makes it worse” due to being genuine but having an incomplete understanding of either the world or myself#But anyway if I were to write anymore it'd probably become too overly specific or referential to my own perception#and then this post would *truly* enter dangerous levels of vent post
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A Small Rant Based On Niche Dragon Age Community Drama That Tumblr's Recommendation Algorithm Put On My Dash
Just. As a preface. The "Is Alistair Biracial/Dark Skinned By IRL Standards" discourse bugs me because it tends to (or tended to back in the day) distract from SO MANY other problems with how Dragon Age handles problems of race and racism (Its tendency to whitewash characters like Isabela and Dorian who are very very much dark skinned and non-white, the ISSUES with the orientalist mess that is the Qunari, trying to Both Sides the Dalish repeatedly being genocided by the Chantry, how it handles issues of oppression and resistance in general, etc). Because there are better, more worthwhile discussions to be had.
Also I TRULY don't care that much, i just tend to rant A Lot, and needed to post this somewhere, so if you're really invested in biracial Alistair please scroll on, I'm not saying it's a bad interpretation, just... venting/ranting about extremely minor differences in interpretation of the text
That Being Said...
... Why does everyone think that Alistair isn't white. Like. We've SEEN characters with dark skin in Origins' engine (And it's not usually subtle about it). And, unless youre seeing him in darkness (At camp, for example), there is no denying that that is a White Guy That Tans Well.
Every argument I see on it just... baffles me. Like. Especially when they get into the ones that are like "Well, if you take the raw model in the viewer and-" (This one especially annoys me because THAT"S NOT HOW ANIMATION WORKS. Lighting and filters and all that are integral parts of the finished product too) because. Like. Look at this man
That is a white man with a decent tan.
My skin is about that color (Darker when I've been working outside consistently) and my ancestry can best be described as "Heinz 57 varieties of white with dominant notes of Black Irish and Scottish/Northern English"
I'm not touching the "Is Fiona Dark Skinned In The Book Or Not" discourse with a ten foot pole either, except to say that most Circle apprentices are adolescents/children for most of it, and can y'all think of a reason that a teen girl miiiight be jealous of an adult woman's flawless, porcelain like skin? (Hint: It's acne)
Also. No, he's not whitewashed in Dragon Age 2. He's just losing his tan because no matter if he's king or warden commander, he's spending most of his time indoors doing "Person high up the command structure" things instead of cross country hiking.
Dragon Age Inquisition on the other hand... How the FUCK did Bioware manage to whitewash a white man.
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For the person who commented on 4727 (and, as is somehow trending on this blog right now, totally missed the point), the submission didn't imply people were "trying to help the artist(s) improve". And it's not their job to do that. Are they being paid to complain? Can people not just see designs for characters in a trailer, still, clip, etc and go, "I don't like the look of this, but I don't know how to articulate it"? Like... I didn't know there were clarity minimums to meet for having and sharing opinions now.
Additionally: artists for shows and TV are not taking pointers from fandomgoers. I work in film, television, and commercial VFX, hell, I've worked on Warrior Nun and Doctor Who, so I'm pretty familiar with "feedback" especially in fandom spaces. By the time shows are released, none of the feedback matters aside from small technical issues people point out. Half the time, the "artists" aren't even responsible for the final designs; lookdev and, ultimately, producers are. Even in animation houses, unless everything is being run by a team of artists who are responsible for every aspect of production, you're not going to reach them no matter how refined your critiques are.
Anyways... Honestly, your comments sound like you're thinking about a different situation than OP even described. You're almost implicitly describing a situation where an artist asks for concrit of their work, and someone voluntarily offers, then just says "it sucks and idk why". If so, then yeah, your comment applies because obviously it's going to be unhelpful if because there was an expectation the artist could use the feedback specifically to improve.
But feedback, complaints, commentary thrown into the ether upon the release of trailers and haracter designs and whatnot... That stuff has more purpose than just providing feedback to og artists. It's community building, it's finding other people who have the same opinions, and catharsis through venting. We're humans and we like to be heard, and not all complaints are even made to be really replied to or shared, just casually observed. OP didn't specify whether the "complaints" were given directly to the artists or not, so I think it's fair to acknowledge all this stuff too.
Implying that all complaints need to be very clear for "improvement's" sake in all situations involving media, because they're somehow all meant to be seen by the artists (etc), is a bit farcical.
Posting as a response to a previous problem.
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Adding in my two sense with the other anons (as someone who's opinions matter like. so little) I feel like it's extra frustrating when he keeps showing he IS capable of getting stuff out in a timely manner, like roleslaying (which I very much enjoy!) Doesn't have insane wait times between and they get multiple seasons worth of shots done in a few days. I know sander sides is a bigger production and I get wanting something you've been working on for so long to be perfect, but teasing it without any actual, substantial updates is like... idk it just seems mean at some point aksgsiajdhdojahdif.
And I am a writer, I have stories that I've worked on for years and aren't done, I've abandoned stories for years only to pick them back up way later, but I'm also not sharing them with anyone (except occasionally my queer platonic partners) and certainly not getting PAID BY HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE to keep them up to date. Asides was supposed to help the wait but it became essential viewing and full production instead of fun one offs, all actual small fun videos are merch plugs. This is long and probably doesn't make much sense, you also don't have to post it if you don't want to, but I dunno I have thoughts and wanted to get them out :p
I dunno, I enjoy the series and the other videos, I just feel like at some point along the line he got burn out for sander sides and instead of saying that he just kept talking about the characters to keep us interested (and because I do think he genuinely likes them, they're his ocs and he's clearly fond of them) and now only has the motivation to film stuff for the sides when he's being paid MORE to do it by merch drops.
( somehow this blog every once in a while becomes a safe space for people to vent their criticisms on anon haha which is fine i know we all need it sometimes, just funny how it keeps happening. i guess it’s inevitable when the blog is about video updates. oh well. don’t forget to block # ts criticism if you don’t want to see this stuff! )
yeah like i understand that even if they are capable of producing a video in a few days it doesn’t mean that that should be the standard for every single one. makes sense that some scripts and effects and stuff will take longer than others, and they can’t be at maximum productivity all the time. however.. having these small things done quickly once every few months doesn’t sound so bad? but i don’t know i don’t know i have no experience with this.
like they definitely have the money, equipment and staff for the production and post production of a video to go somewhat smoothly, so i think the problem is that the planning and scripting are just too hard because it’s just way too ambitious now for every single sanders sides episode, including asides. hope they realize not every video has to be dealing with intrusive thoughts to be good enough but who knows.
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Hazbin Hotel OCs and Headcanons
A few things to know:
These are my PERSONAL headcanons
I DO NOT CARE if you don't like them. Just don't interact with this post.
I think the ships Radioapple, Pentious x Cherri and Huskerdust are cute. However they are not my OTPs or anything.
My personal favorite ships are:
RadioDust (Alastor x Angel Dust)
Charlie x Vaggie
Arakniss x Sir Pentious
Cherri x no one (for now)
Vox x Valentino
Lucifer x Lilith
Velvette x Vivianne (My OC)
Husk x Valerie (My OC)
Anyways let's get Started.
First let's do some Basic Info/Intros
Valerie Juarez
Nicknames/Alias include: Vee, Val, The Better Val, Ms. Jay, and Ms. Vee
Born on May 25, 1919 in New Orleans, Louisiana
Died on October 17, 1943 in St. Louis, Missouri
Cause of Death: Shot 4 times by a gang member while she was singing at a club and then died on the operating table at a hospital.
She is 5'3 and weighs 142.3 lbs
She is a moth Demon with similar colors to Angle Dust but more vibrant
Pansexual girly who ends up dating Husk. Her besties however are Alastor and Rosie.
She is an overlord. She rolls over the music industry.
She has a daughter named Dolores. This was with her ex husband.
She likes to sing, dance, read, and mess with the V's, and talk with Alastor.
She also likes to play cards with Husk, shop with Angel, help Charlie and Vaggie, and the chaos that Overlord meetings, hanging with Vox, and having tea with Rosie and Alastor
She dislikes Valentino, Velvet, board meetings at her studio, dealing with her fans, people who aren't innocents, exterminations and angels, and Susan.
She has claustrophobia and a fear of hospitals
She's a bit of a perfectionist and is very self-critical
Some pet peeves of hers are Valentino chewing with mouth open loud chewers in general and talking over people.
In her afterlife she wants to make a bit of a difference so how she runs her studio is when people come to her wanting to work they sign a contract for one year.
They then revise it after that year's over and if they want to leave they can leave no strings attached and if they want to stay they can. Her studio is more of a sanctuary for people who have suffered abuse and want to get out of bad situations
She's very intelligent and has a lot of wisdom
Some special powers of hers are music manipulation and siren song. She can control people's ability to sing and ability to play music as well as control people with sirens song. She can also change the volume of things and amplify her voice
She has a microphone staff similar to Alastor's that can turn into any weapon that she wants
Vivienne
Nicknames/Alias: Viv, Vi, ViVi, Doll, Darling, Love, Short stack
Born on April 23, 1980 in Los Angeles, California
Died on July 18, 2006 in Hollywood, LA, California
Cause of Death: Light fixture accident on a set she was producing.
She is 5'8 and weighs 157.3 lbs
She is a butterfly demon that has a human appearance with Butterfly wings. (So think Barbie a fairy secret.) Her wings also change color based on her mood.
Lesbian and is dating Velvet. She doesn't care for Valentino but he's okay sometimes and prefers Vox when she just has to vent about something. Though she does love cuddling with Velvet.
She is part of the Vees and is the overlord of publicity/production of film/publishing books.
Likes reading, hanging with the Vees, date nights with Vel, and scaring people
She dislikes people undermining/underestimating her, being weak, and feeling useless
She is agoraphobia and claustrophobia after about an hour and a small space but can usually hide these very well.
A pet peeve of hers is someone interrupting her work and she is a bit of a perfectionist as well
She's coming intelligent and logical
Her powers include charm speak persuasion and hypnosis. She's able to easily persuade people and uses her wings though a box uses a screen for hypnosis
The only ones that she doesn't / can't hypnotize or persuade very easily using her abilities are higher ranking people such as Lucifer, goetia's and sins. If she is able to do it however it takes a while and uses a lot more strength and focus
Her weapon is a scythe that was a present from the v's when she became one of them.
Thank you for reading and let me know if you want to hear back stories for any of my OCs!!!
#hazbin husk#hazbin original character#hazbin charlie#hazbin angel dust#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel#hazbin lucifer#hazbin vaggie#hazbin cherri bomb#hazbin headcanons#hazbin sir pentious#hazbin the vees#hazbin vox#hazbin velvette#hazbin valentino#fandom headcanons
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✨ End of Year Questions ✨
Tagged by @ongreenergrasses 💖
I also didn’t think I created much this year, and. To be completely honest, I didn’t really make much new art, and what I did I didn’t really post here. Most of what I’ve done this year is really continue writing snippets of lyrics/verses/poetry in my notes. Hoping to make more time for a lot of things this year!
What is the favourite thing you created?
A sailboat reduction print (lino style but on a literal disposable plate)
Which work are you most proud of?
Honestly, either that same sailboat print or some of the poetry/lyric snippets I’ve written this year. Or the leather medicine pouch (also created for my class final project)
Is there anything you’re proud that you achieved this year?
I’m proud that I created anything at all outside of class requirements (I took one art centred course at the beginning of the year, which my sailboat print was created in)
Did you explore anything new this year?
Not so much for creating, but I did get stickers made of some of my previous work to sell at fairs and whatnot.
Wait no the leather medicine pouch - I haven’t done much leatherwork yet though I really want to create super long lasting functional pieces and textiles is very new to me and is a way of connecting to my grandmothers’ past. And I also joined a sewing/quilting club at school (which doesn’t seem to be running this year but I have no time anyway this semester so that’s fine) (I have not finished the sewing supply bag project we started)
Which work gave you the most difficulty?
Anything finished haha. I am still striving to fully finish and edit and refine some of my lyrics into songs (eventually to try to record and produce with whatever free and/or cheap software I can find).
Also some of the more unusual custom cake requests at work were difficult to do but they worked out.
And textiles can be. Frustrating.
What was your biggest creative challenge this year?
Finding time to create. I definitely took this as a year to go and do things that I. Had to go to. And while I probably could’ve brought a mini sketchbook with me, I didn’t usually.
Which work brought you the most joy?
A birthday card I did for a friend. It’s a pen sketch of their favourite beach (at least the view I got when I took a quick visit and picture of it)
Which of your works do you think people should check out?
…from 2023 nothing is posted unless you’re on my personal instagram or something. (Unless I did post my year of the water rabbit watercolour paintings? In which case - those.)
Otherwise my Creating Awl Together story/series (once I make time to create more for it 😅)
Do you have creative plans for the new year? Is there anything exciting that you’re working on?
Oh always 🥺💖✨
I accidentally made a new years resolution to record one of the songs I’ve written,, but also I want it to be. Better than the literal middle school vent lyrics I’ve written.. so we are. Trying to write some new stuff and upgrade to… mid twenties vent lyrics… (and some like!?! Joyful lyrics too?!?!) (I’m actually excited and terrified and don’t really play any instruments right now and what I played on flute isn’t really necessarily the vibe for what’s in my head?? But it could have a place so I’ll probably play again and if need be I could probably rent a tenor sax for a day or so.) so. Next up is learning (or throwing together) a bit of music production (I am currently gathering royalty free free samples from anywhere I find them more or less)
I really want to draw a lot more this year!!
And paint more again!!
And of some of these drawings I want to transfer them to be lino cut or dry point and do them as prints!!!
I have several quilts I want to make!! I’m going to start really small though to. Learn how to sew them haha 😅 But I hope my first quilt is a lovely sea turtle themed quilt for one of my best friends’ cat. Or a lap quilt for mum. I. Realistically I don’t think I’ll get to this before the end of the year.
I want to paint more ceramic pieces at the paint your own ceramics place (I have. Several pieces that I just need to finish painting)
More cards that I drew on~ I have a bit more energy than last year despite everything it seems right now so I am hoping I can continue to draw on cards for my friends 💖
This shall be the year I finish my dogs out doodle (barefoot ship life!!!)
Lastly, any words of wisdom or advice to share?
To myself: just try. Just try. Just do. It can be whatever. Just create something. Just create anything. Joy, catharsis, one single line. Anything you can.
Given how late I filled this out I’m not tagging anyone 😬
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what was miu’s father like?
TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of alcohol, drug use, abuse, the not so pretty symptoms of bipolar. If you are uncomfortable with any of these topics, please do not read or interact. I am not responsible if you choose to ignore these warnings and cause yourself mental harm. I will be tagging each of these triggers in the tags of this post as well.
Mikuo tried his best in the beginning. He really did, and he was ecstatic to have a baby girl. Up until Miu turned around 6 or 7, that's when things got worse. Mikuo became unhappy in his failing relationship with her mother, the product becoming Miu's younger brother, Goro.
Miu was too young to understand the reality of what was happening between her parents and to realize that things were not normal. She loved having a brother, though, which her dad was happy to hear about back then. Mikuo never felt bad about cheating on Chisato(Miu's mom) and having a child with someone else, which is where things start to change. His true colours start to show a few years afterwards.
Mikuo was young and still had a lot of growing to do, and was trying his best to provide for his small family, but most of Miu's memories of her dad from this time would be him sleeping a lot and being angry and raising his voice at her over small things. Chisato was gone for a while and came back into the picture, but she was still heavily hooked onto drugs and alcohol, and she became obsessed with Miu to the point where Miu started to feel like she had to be the mom in their relationship. Mikuo didn't like this, but he knew Miu wanted a whole family, so he tried his best to keep her mom with him in the picture, but he was still very unhappy.
He had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder and anger issues, and was unmedicated for a long time, and when he was medicated, he wouldn't always take them. This is where things took a turn for the worse. His mania and depressive swings would get more extreme. He stopped playing with Miu asmuch and started to only find enjoyment in sex and money.
Over the years, he had steadily gotten to the point where he found a good job, one with great benefits and one that paid well. One that could keep him and the family afloat enough so they would be able to survive and at least look like a normal happy family. He was at this job for a long time, and he had moved up in ranks and was generally well liked within the company. This made him feel a bit more satisfied, and he really tried his best to be a good father, despite his misgivings.
Mikuo was then suddenly fired from his job over something that he wasn't responsible for, and he kind of exploded at that point. He became more cynical and angry and he genuinely couldn't find any happiness anymore other than alcohol. He took a lot of it out on Miu and Chisato.
Mikuo had no other outlet to vent his frustrations on. He had lost his insurance coverage which helped cover the costs of his medication for his bipolar disorder, and due to his drinking, it amplified the not so great sides of the illness. He turned into a total jerk, a horrible father, and an even worse person.
When he found another job that didn't quite treat him the best or pay him the best, he felt a little better, and was actually kind of happy when Goro was sent to live with them. He was excited to have a son and was happy to see his daughter getting along with him, but it wasn't enough to keep him happy or satisfied. He tried to shape up a bit, but never really thought about the gravity of his actions towards Miu and her mom. Goro saw bits and pieces, and really clung onto Miu afterwards.
Mikuo was still very unhappy with everything going wrong in his life, and continued to get upset and angry easily, often screaming at his kids to shut up when they were just playing together. He didn't really think about anyone else's feelings but his own. Instead of trying to understand or listen to his children when they wanted to tell him how they felt or if something was wrong, he was busy wallowing in self-pity, drowning in his sorrow and frustrations.
After Goro was taken away, he started to feel more hatred towards his life and how boring it was. He continued to take out his stress on Miu and Chisato, and started to see less colour in the world, he couldn't feel joy anymore and the only hint of pleasure he could ever feel was the amusement of seeing others more miserable than he was. He turned into a sick and sadistic man who found enjoyment in hurting the people who loved/depended on him. He couldn't understand what he was doing was wrong anymore, and he never wanted to be sober anymore. He had also started to get into drugs at some point but he wasn't so hooked on them like Chisato was.
#//TLDR: young father tries to be a good dad with a shit job then wins a little but then epically fails at being a good parent and human#tw // alcohol#tw // addiction#tw // drugs#tw // abuse#// also i feel comfortable talking about him having bipolar disorder because i have the diagnosis myself#//i firmly believe in having representation but only giving your ocs things you are knowledgeable about and are affected by personally#//i hate when characters are written with certain ailments or quirks that the author is just coming up with out of their ass#//and they have no idea what it is or how ot actually realistically affects a person#anyways#mikuo kinkawa#miu's dad#🐷: admin answers#catboyinabox
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Hey y'all, I'm Sydney.
I'll start out by saying that if you are reading this, you most likely have stumbled upon one of the more boring blogs out there. Here you will find pictures of myself, family, nature, animals, rv living, & I'm sure a lot of memes. You will absolutely find sarcasm, along with venting, positivity, & cuteness; probably some sadness, and definitely anxiety seeping from my posts.
If you're still reading, let me introduce myself a little more. I'm 27 & from a small farm town in Mid-Michigan. I'm married to a great man who travels for work, so we currently live in our camper in South Dakota & lemme tell ya, it’s been quite the experience thus far. We have three awesome rescued fur babies with us, Sage, a pitty with a licking problem, Sadie, a sassy bluetick coonhound, & Momma Kitty, a golden house cat that’s afraid of the world. I recently finished up my college semester and only have one more class to take before I have my bachelors in business administration. I have no idea what I am going to do with this degree, but hey, I got it.
I struggle a lot with mental illness and have been treated professionally multiple times. I feel that my life is ran by my anxiety and depression sometimes, & I have struggled significantly, resulting in severe agoraphobia. Last year I was unable to leave my living room, let alone my house, as I felt I was truly going to pass out and die. Along with the anxiety & depression, I suffer from PTSD from multiple incidents that have occurred in my life & one day it all just hit me like a brick and I couldn't do anything.
I try very hard to be positive and live a healthy and productive lifestyle. I find myself retreating to my bed when the days are rough and I need to force myself out of this habit. There's too much to experience in life for me to be stuck in my own head and home. My grandma's recent passing really enlightened me to this. I struggle to be positive, even though I have so much to be happy & grateful for. I feel that often I can't speak my mind or even understand & put into words my own feelings. For an adult, it seems silly for how distant I can be from my own emotions. Which is probably why my husband is my only friend.
I still struggle with my mental health, I still don't drive far or often, I still rely on my husband probably way too much, & I still struggle with agoraphobia & positivity.
But...
I traveled 1200 miles from home with just my husband and our pets to explore what else the country has to offer. I began driving alone for short distances & even going grocery shopping on my own (big anxiety trigger for me). And the one I think I am most proud of is that I climbed a freaking mountain. Well, technically it's a large hill, but saying that makes it sound so pathetic, & it was not. It was a brutal 3 mile hike up The Black Hills, which even included some rock climbing. I still can't believe it. Me. Sydney freaking Cook. Climbed a gosh dang mountain. If I would have told myself any of this a year ago, I would have laughed in disbelief.
Each day I'm changing, growing, becoming more me. I discover more & more of myself with each destination I arrive to, & for a mentally ill girl who thought she never could do these things, I think that's pretty neat.
Here's me on the day of our hike to Little Devils Tower.
#introduction#mental illness#mental health#agoraphobia#anxiety#depression#Michigan#South Dakota#PTSD#positivity#rv living#explore#travel#photography#The Black Hills#Little Devils Tower#mountain#nature#beautiful#blessed#grateful#hike#growing#destination#cat mom#dog mom#solar wife#traveling family#sarcasm
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R8 - Bradley Jackson
There's a famous show on Apple TV+ called "The Morning Show" starring Jennifer Aniston, Reese Witherspoon, and Steve Carrell. Some of you might be thinking I have just emerged from a cave to discover this show as you are waiting for season three. For everyone else, it is an exciting look into the lives of Morning TV News anchors and the production team. It is a perspective that I was not too familiar with, so this was one I continued watching through.
I can't say I strongly recommend the show, it is not for everyone. But if you have time, enjoy journalism or are a fan of one of the leads, watch the first episode and see if you feel it worthwhile investing more time in, it will likely not disappoint.
This post is not a review of the show, and one post cannot really do justice to the entire show. It is focused on Reese Witherspoon's character, Bradley Jackson. From the very beginning, it struck a chord.
The first incident where we get into Bradley's inside is when she extemporaneously unloads onto a fellow reporter who injures her cameraman, even if, accidentally. As a reporter, she is expected to behave "decently" but does not. It shows her passion, her imperfection, and her internal revolt. She comes from a dysfunctional family and has no one to share her frustrations with. This incident gives her the vent.
During that rant, she reveals the depth of her research on the piece of news she is about to cover and her intimate awareness of the situation at the coal mine. She puts herself in the shoes of the people she is reporting about. Another surprise! Isn't a reporter supposed to read from a script without deviation, tell the story and move on to another? Not Bradley Jackson!
Unknowingly, this whole episode is recorded by a citizen journalist on their phone and as the premier institution is looking for stories, a maverick scout finds Bradley and wants her to be interviewed for the Morning show. Long story short, that interview reveals Bradley's personality, and her naked ambition to get to the truth and tell it like it is. The host challenges her that she might have done all this just to get the attention of the Morning Show, but she comes out on top with the authenticity and sincerity of her responses.
A sequence of events and a complex intertwining of political, situational, people and circumstantial factors lead to Bradley becoming the co-host of the show! She becomes a fire-starter that catalyzes a bunch of changes to the culture, operational model and fate of the TV station.
So, what about this character makes her stand out? It is that there is a bit of Bradley in every single one of us. How the show put every one of those bits together in one character is mindblowing. What are these bits that we can relate to?
Fluke luck and a big break after years of normalcy
Perhaps it was her humble beginnings and rise to stardom. If I stopped there, this would be Disney's Cinderalla, except it isn't. Bradley did not get time to prepare for such a massive leap. She is a small-town reporter in a small station. She always got into trouble for not knowing how to be 'politically correct'. Have some of us felt this way when we enter the workforce or join a big company or work across teams? Sure!
Values are Non Negotiable
As a reporter, her personal brand, which she has cultivated over the years, is one of being fair and truthful. Those are not easy values to stand up for or reconcile with growing in one's career. The show has shown this nicely, where Bradley is pretty experienced and yet she has not made it on the newsroom rung beyond being a field reporter at a tier 3 station in a small state. Surely, someone of her talent, extempore, and capability should have made it much further? Not Bradley, as she has always found a way to get herself into trouble, possibly for upholding her values above growth or progression. Bradley isn't alone on this, in fact, she can be compared to any superhero in Marvel's comics or most recently Captain Pete Mitchell (call sign Maverick) who is exceptional but remained Captain for years. Don't we love all these heroes? That's why we love Bradley. It is incredibly frustrating to not be able to progress, but when it comes down to values, how can that be negotiable. This is why those who are not good in organizational politics do not hold fancy managerial titles.
Firestarter - if you see something, say something!
Bradley is like fire, she blows everything up. Sometimes the fires help catalyze a revolution, but other times, they bring everything down. This may not resonate with everyone, but no change is brought about without lighting fires. We see this in Bradley repeatedly. She is not worried about her job, her standing with management, coworkers or anyone.
She wants to do the right thing, whether it is in standing up for the truth, supporting the right cause, making people uncomfortable about sidestepping important issues, or just about anything. This hustle and whatever it takes mindset is rare, and can cause a lot of discomfort, but is a necessary ingredient for change.
Such sincerity from Bradley and her passion to change what is clearly wrong, affects the lead host, Alex Levy played by Jennifer Aniston, so much that she begins to feel defensive, subconsciously examining her own approach to journalism. Perhaps she saw a tinge of her ambition when she first started, but that was numbed over the years due to institutional politics or an intense will to get ahead.
Bradley is tapped into time and time again by her champion, the CEO of the network, Cory Ellison, who gave her some of her biggest breaks. She stays loyal to him as he does to her. This is a bit rare, but that's trust that builds between people that grow into their roles helping each other.
People and families are imperfect, *hit happens
Bradley does not kid herself by expecting anything to be perfect. She is perfectly comfortable with imperfection and does not crave the ideal. Yet, she has a few values that are uncompromisable. That in effect marks a conflict she has with herself. This has been shown very beautifully throughout the show and her character has ample opportunities to make tough decisions. She is almost a masochist in choosing the toughest path, situations that are most uncomfortable to tackle, and hardest to navigate. She faces this head-on, not hoping to solve anything, but more to attain some sort of closure that she can make peace with. So many of us, I would wager almost half of us can understand this sentiment.
The other half is portrayed by the lead character who shares the stage with Bradley, Alex Lewis, played by Jennifer Aniston, who has a completely opposite approach to life, she conceals her imperfections and wants to make herself appear as the perfect being. Totally opposite but that's something that the rest of us will relate to!
Bradley is conflicted between owning up to the issues that she has from her family, which is totally dysfunctional. But it is part of who she is and she has already cancelled half of it, what she has remaining, some part of her wants to hold on to, DEARLY. This is especially true of her brother, who is an addict but clings on to her to the point where he becomes a serious burden, a disgrace and a liability for her career. She is conflicted on advice she gets from her closest friends to leave her family behind to pursue her career. This is so reminiscent of the dilemma we have all faced in our lives.
Families are like a package deal or a bunch of grapes, you get the good with the bad all in the same package. You can't choose what you get, you just go along or branch off.
What makes Bradley relatable or memorable?
The botched-up Cinderella story, life is not all rainbows and unicorns that TV shows it to be. Some of us are just tired of the fiction of perfection shown in movies or series, which is good as an escape but does not exist in the real world. Even if you get the opportunity of your dreams, you are seldom prepared to handle it.
The unpredictability, or the sheer talent and pursuit of the truth. It may be that we don't get to play Bradley in our everyday lives. Or perhaps some of us aspire to, but can't or hold back.
This character has been written consistently throughout the show. No matter the situation, the dilemma, or the hard decisions that the character needs to make, she stays true to her principles. A rare and respectable trait that is almost impractical but we see role models from time to time that uses their platform.
The artist, Reese Witherspoon has given Bradley so much life, that makes Bradley Jackson extremely lovable, and totally relatable. No matter where we come from, or how we have evolved, there is some part of us that is Bradley. That's the magic of this character.
We consume a lot of media these days, and such characters leave a mark.
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I'm not messing around with Steam's god awful review/comment system to post this, so here's my current opinion of Dead Rising Deluxe Remaster, I genuinely suggest reading it, it's not the fanboy/fanboy but madder perspective, it's just the consumer perspective entirely, as in, is this even worth buying? Is this a product you can trust, and is this a company, or such behavior, you feel should be rewarded and normalized accross the industry.
It's not about "oh mi guwad they replaszed TKKIRK REAL FRANK THE WEST VA!?" nor is it just hating remakes or whatever, this really is the opinion you won't see anyone bother with in most circles.
First I reccomend reading my review and comments here and then keep reading below.
as a tl;dr, they legitimately did not improve anything over the original, yes you can store costumes, they added a walkway to the vent, and auto-saves/checkpoints, that's it. Otherwise they simply changed artistry and added a shit ton of new bugs while not touching any of the original bugs. Gameplay feels definitively, unarguably, worse, a crowd of zombies is no longer fun to see nor take out and every weapon feels severely inaccurate and so slow that you'll alwa- ALWAYS get grabbed before landing a hit, most egregious with the baseball bat which is now completely and utterly function-less. They removed small features like groggy walking, and added new bugs like zombies spawning inside pillars. They also, deadass, binded an audio file to the C key that you can spam. It's really, really amateur embarrassing.
Don't buy it unless you're okay with a worse Dead Rising 1. Straight up, that's my review, if you wanted more of the genre, this is more of that genre but Budget, Bargain Bin. Really, really cheap, but not in that price! No no no! They individualized all 30+ of the costumes as 5-7$ DLC. No you cannot change what you wear alongside them, so no Ijiek Jacket and Brown Hair, only All of Chuck Greene or None of Chuck Greene. Don't buy the DLC if you care about yourself, genuinely.
That's it. That's the small of it all. Now read the real thing while you pretend to shit.
Apparently there's an update coming out, I hope it addresses quite a lot. The drunk guy still gets stuck not functioning as he did in the original, meaning your only option is making him defect. It's bugs of the original meeting bugs of the remake that really just…make me ask, is the Only fucking thing they did outside of adding bugs, just redoing the artistry of the original? Is that really it? There was nothing else considered?
Like seriously think of the state of this industry where Dead Ass they remade a game solely, with the only objective, being to change the artistry. That is how much credence and importance we have placed upon Graphics in the GAMING Industry. It's foul. The original easily could've been improved upon, I'm just asking, where's that improvement? Oh, the…visuals. Yeah, see, I PLAY games? I know you're a CEO who doesn't, but maybe???? Maybe???? Play game? Play game. You're in charge of games in the gaming industry and you won't play games. Congrats, you failed upwards.
As both fan and consumer I'm bewildered by the state of the product. It's…just worse. It really is. Outside of checkpoints, the game crashed day 3 of infinite mode! Like they couldn't even test that! Zombies have a longer grab range and most weapons don't hit! At All! And aiming your melee attacks has NEVER been so fucking difficult, my god!
There's so many VERY simple avenues to take just to improve, and there's…actually none. None what so ever. I'm fucking confused man, who approved this? Who seriously said "Nothing BUT graphics" and moved the fuck on!? How!? How did they make a REAL title, into what feels like a BUDGET title? This is almost BARGAIN bin at times guys, like, jesus it's deeply embarrassing, I can't remember anything I even like, I just remember not having a good time, not angry, not frustrated, just…ultimately not in the mood anymore. I was bored the second I launched the game.
There's no loading screen flares? It's just a fucking LINE now?? my GOD what happened??? What? It just WASN'T good looking? Really? Couldn't think of a way to adapt any of it? You chose a line, you fucking lose you dorkass.
I really gotta ask why they'd re-release the exact same game when people were playing that exact same game the whole time before the release? Playtest. Just playtest! My god! Unionize, fire the CEO, put someone who's touched games before, in charge. You'll be better off. At the least like…I'm not upset enough to care that much. I don't even know if I want to leave this review because people REALLY want to like this but guys? Guys!?? You can play the original RIGHT NOW, and see it's better!? Straight up, do a review and see how quickly the bugs of the remake just pile on, every section, every minute there's something happening that just makes you go "Ew, how did they not see that?"
It's REALLY boring too, like they managed to make a crowd of zombies FRUSTRATING, not cool, not fun, frustrating. You can either wade through them with 0 problems, or try taking them out and, ohohoho, that's a terrible idea, because every attack leaves you open, they removed most I-frames, except they made you invincible in the air, they no longer have the groggy walk when you get grabbed a bunch, there's a consistent error when just aiming with anything after throwing something, zombies are spawning inside of walls and pillars??? Spawning in T positions, bosses dying in T positions, they upscaled the original textures and believe me when I say, 2x was not enough, it was not enough for these 512x512 occassionally 1024x1024 textures. 4x only seems absurd because it's so low res.
I seriously just keep having a dwindling opinion of this game. The artists did great on the uh, graphics n whatnot, as always they have the brunt of the easiest most budgeted part of the work with considerably little oversight, then the fucking developers were chained to open freezers and blackened basements, kept at arms reach of a keyboard to make any fucking changes what so ever to this god damn game, let alone fixes.
You really, really are JUST paying to see new visuals. I cannot stress this enough. You Have To Manually Change The Mall Music, or it Loops. I am Not Kidding this is IN the REMAKE right NOW this cannot be mistaken as a joke, go look, it's fucking insane how bad it is.
I just can't. I can't anymore. I wanted to keep the hype but I guarantee, I guarantee, nobody, is moving to this fucking remake over the original, I just don't see it happening. I see it being treated as a separate, but worse, entity to the original 2 games. This is as close to a traditional Dead Rising 3 as we're gonna realistically get, and it's preeeeeetty bad. If that update doesn't address literally all of that and a FUCK load more? I can't in good conscious keep a positive rating. It's here now because I do want to see a remake for the sequel, I genuinely think they'll do a better job with it, but this? This is just…lame. It's a lame way to bring the series back. From artistry downgrades, VA downgrades, stealing from artists etc etc, it's just lame.
I want to stress that, despite all of this? It's still Dead Rising (genre), it's got elements that are good, I just…as a consumer? One who has standards? What the fuck? Straight up, what the fuck? I just want to ask that and see them squabble through all these problems, completely without provocation. "What the fuck?" "Wh- whaddya mean? Do, do you mean the fact we just keybinded an audiofile to C?" "What the fuck?" "D-do you mean, loading a suspended point deletes it and then when you inevitably crash you're just fucked?" "What the fuck?" "D-d-do you mean the zombies spawning in walls?"
Because at the end of the day, ONE playtest, a SINGLE TIME PLAYING THIS GAME, would have a CHANGELOG, of BUGS TO FIX. One's that are APPARENT FROM THE VERY START, Like the Helicopter Culling, oh my god that's so embarrassing it's the first SECONDS of the GAME!
They either, A, said YES to these problems, or B, DIDN'T, EVEN, KNOW. Which is even, fucking, worse, and yet, it's the KINDER perspective. Ignorance is at least mockable, choosing to keep these bugs? Embarrassing, deeply, deeply so, it goes down in history, as embarrassing, it isn't simply mocked, it becomes a tradition, one kids ask the context for from their grandparents. You do NOT choose to have these bugs. And yet, I almost guarantee, because they're holding out on that update? [i]It definitely fucking was.[/i]
And they're not beholden, to any update. They can just choose not to release it. They very much can just have a Bullshotted version of the game, that, is LEGAL thanks to US courts. I'm not making bets, I'm just saying, there's 0 promise, and 0 holding them to it. As the game is, this is it, this is the product you bought and may very well own forever from now. Just because they chose to alter course doesn't make that reality any less real. They did not need to put the consumer in this position, at all. If the game needed more polish, it needed more polish, I didn't even catch the fact they released it the same month as the game takes place, that's cute, but as a consumer, I'd prefer a full fucking game please, jesus.
Thing is too, they hid alot behind Pre-Order bonuses, like the afforementioned, Mall Music, if you buy the game now with nothing else, I sure hope you like Only One of the Mall Soundtracks from the original on LOOP!
So now? I heavily don't reccomend it. All the costumes were sold individually and for way too high a cost, as they've done every fucking remake thus far, and it's still, just as disgusting to make easily made and once free content, 5-7$ individually. Lest we forget, Capcom sold Cheats for OTR, they're not exactly pro-consumer.
You'll effectively have to pay extra for the full game and the full game ain't worth the price of entry as is.
#dead rising#dead rising deluxe remaster#Sincerely wanted to like this but if that update doesn't fix literally everything!?!?!#like this is a fundamentally. Broken experience#I'm rather stunned#I really. Hope to fuck. They don't drop the ball on the sequel#I think they were constricted as fuck on this project and if it does well the sequel SHOULDN'T fucking be as tied down to bullshit#we can only hope#but nah man#as a consumer this is not a good product in comparison to the original#the original is cheaper and doesn't have 30+ 5-7$ DLCs#It has less bugs#better artistry#better gameplay#better VA#better sounding audio design#better graphics I'll be honest I think the RE2RE look is fundamentally outdated even for it's time#it looks bad#it looks outdated#it looks so cheap#Meanwhile there's a definitive artstyle to DR1 that DRDR has none#absolutely none#it's unmemorable#I really#REALLY#WANT TO LIKE THIS#BUT I CAN'T#IT'S JUST WORSE#IT REALLY IS A 5.5/10 VS AN 8/10#Just a stunningly poor product
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I don't think there is productive conversation going on between the non-conservative groups (in the usa at least)
There's the "vote blue no matter who" people
There's the "I guess I'll vote, if I have to" crowd
There's the "voting 3rd party" folks
There's the "not voting at all because my vote doesn't matter" population
(I am one or more of these, not really gonna say because it doesn't exactly matter)
Anyways, there isn't really a productive conversation. I do think people try but it's not really happening. I don't know. I was just reading a post where "vote blue no matter who" folk were complaining about the "I guess *disdain* I'll vote blue" folk. And. I'm not saying either group is wrong. I understand both. But a point they said that I often see is "go register people to vote" (which yes, if you can please do) while complaining about 3rd party and non voters need for instant gratification.
They also don't give tips on how to get other people to vote, at least not that I've seen
And idk. I know someone who refuses to vote. And it takes a while to try and convince people to vote. Some people are really stubborn. People just think differently from you. Even if you have really good points doesn't really negate their way of thinking. Sometimes you gotta start small. I suggested he vote for literally everything else but the president, that his vote would definitely matter on other things (not that his vote for president doesn't matter but if someone really feels that way it's kinda hard to change their opinion, imo. Feelings aren't always logical and you gotta come from it at a different angle) and he said he would definitely think about it. I'm not gonna bring it up again for a while because some people gotta stew in it. Changing people's minds isn't an instant thing.
But isn't it so us american to say that someone else wants instant gratification without realizing that you also want instant gratification? Idk, it's like everyone is trying to get people to understand their point of view without actually trying to understand the other points of view.
Like every side is trying to get everyone to be on their side, the "correct side" while being so dismissive of the other sides. We're all trying to be understood without being understanding
and so they end up divisive. And I know I'm singling out the vote blue no matter who crowd(its just because i just saw a post from that perspective), but each group does this (and I will not deny doing this at some point/sometimes, feelings are hard to overcome and not logical and it's hard not to take politics personally when it is so very personal and we all have our own experiences that inform our decisions and thoughts (and I do think we all need to analyze our feelings and thoughts and why we think the things we think and do the things we do) )
And I'm not saying that these groups shouldn't be able to vent about their frustration with other sides either. It just feels so much like we're all screaming into the void but no one is actually being heard. And I do agree with different groups when they say that conservatives/fascists will win because we are so divided
I don't really have any ideas on how to get people to actually be able to have discussions and hear the other sides and how to get people to come together. All I know how to do is listen to people and try to understand them even if my opinion is different.
#idle posting#one of those we're all different but we're all the same situations#idk you can't always fight feelings with facts#which is annoying i know#but i know i don't always listen to people if i don't feel like I'm being listened to#human beings are reactive creatures#we all need to try and listen more#especially if we're actually trying to be allies with each other#i try to reblog multiple perspectives#but I do have my own feelings and thoughts about things#so if you follow me you can probably tell what group/s i tend to align with#maybe you can tell from this post idk#idk if this makes sense
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Until my posting fever goes down, it’s probably going to be one post abt how much I ate and one venting or just talking. Or it’s going to be whatever once I decide the difference is arbitrary.
Anyhow, looked at myself in a mirror at a distance and... my shoulders are so small. but I’m not happy because it’s in a feminine way. I wish I could just lose all this fat over night. If I didn’t have to get my blood checked then I would be much more open to saying fuck it and eating as little as possible. I gave up on my homework because i left myself an hour to do it and it turns out it required more effort. It doesn’t make me feel good but at least I cleaned my room today. Sigh... maybe I should just not eat, it’s really the only thing that makes me feel like I’m doing something. And it was practically alright then that I sucked at being alive. Not having a job was alright-anxiety looks so much better in skinny. I really do like stoking certain flames sometimes.
It reminds me when my mom asked me if I was skipping breakfast and then was like keep it up, it’s working. so, i don’t really know why I care sometimes about whether what I’m doing is unhealthy, it doesn’t matter until you’re skinny. Ah, the honeymoon, I want it back-I lost like forty pounds. It helped my social anxiety so much knowing people weren’t judging me as harshly. And it helps me pass- I have no doubts that my parents would be more open to accepting me if I was skinny. i wouldn’t even have to lose that much- to them I only need to lose like ten pounds right now- I want to lose at least thirty. Maybe 130 is what I can do but maybe if I really tried I could get to 117. It would be concerning to them but to everyone it’s practically the standard- or at least to us. I know realistically in the long run it’s not a body you can keep but even if you did gain ten pounds like you would still be at 127. ah but I’m being silly, longevity? this is fast fashion, fast body culture.
Ah you know my laptop notes look like this too. I just have too much to say and am not very good at saying it. but I notice here it’s about ed mostly but on my laptop it was about self harm. Which I want to do again but I lost my blade and am too cheap to buy another. I like them both because it makes me feel like my body is my own. I liked the confidence. and I felt like I was putting myself on the course that I wanted to be on, i want scars and a thin body. THinking about thighs- I want to go to bed every night knowing I did the best I could that day to get rid of them.
I could write novels complaining. Wonder where all these words go when I do want to write novels or do any productive writing. Maybe I’m just not okay enough and need to get all these loops out of my brain before I can think about stories. I can’t even read. I did a year ago force myself to read like seven books. I liked Chinese Cinderella and A Little Life the best. A Little Life made me so happy- and we share the same name- it did inspire me a little to sh but as we know you don’t get it from media, you already have to be sick to give in. I didn’t finish it- one day I will- I don’t know when but one day. Like cherry pie. Chinese Cinderella... I related too hard to her. Maybe not as studious and discounting the factors of chinese family hierarchy and living in that time period but I connected. Just her staying in her room and trying to get though it with media. I could go more into but I feel bad already and I need to go charge my phone.
I’m sorry for talking so long, it’s not like I have friends.
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Could you do the brothers (Lucifer especially) reacting to an MC who jokes all the time, seems carefree and stupid but eventually they find out that MC is actually a very deeply caring, responsible and intelligent person. They act like an idiot likely as a response to some adversity in their own past. Sorry if its complicated, i just like the idea of the brothers almost discounting MC only to realise they weren't looking deeply enough
Hi Anon! Thanks for the request! Sorry it took me so long to get to, it's been busy in my personal life. The older brothers are under the cut so this post isn’t a mile long lol. I hope this is worth the wait!
Belphegor
King of rolling his eyes at your antics.
Belphie is maybe the most knowledgeable about humans so, of anyone, he might be able to see a little deeper than the surface.
On one of the rare occasions you got Belphie out of the house, you two came across a Little D that was clearly lost.
He didn’t pay it any mind since he figured the Little D would just teleport to their master but you insisted on helping.
As you knelt down to the creature Belphie stood back and watched as you quickly soothed the Little D’s worries and it hopped into your arms.
You brushed past Belphie to carry the spirit across the street and start talking to the shop owner. The two of you laughed and Little D hopped over to the shop owner’s hands.
“The shop keeper knows that Little D’s master and will give them a call,” you explained as you wrapped your arm around his and began leading him down the road.
“You’re amazing MC,” Belphie murmured, such a small act really changed his view of you.
Where he thought you were foolish in trusting him after what happened in the attic, he realized that he wasn’t a special case of forgiveness, you were just a truly caring person.
“Hm, what was that Belphie?” You asked but he wasn’t sure if you actually didn’t hear him or if you were teasing.
He wasn’t too proud to admit his feelings but his face did heat up a bit, “I said you’re amazing.”
Beelzebub
He’s pretty caring for a demon so he could see you were too, although maybe he didn’t know the depth until today.
The two of you were enjoying a meal in Hell’s Kitchen. Beel was absorbed in the food that he didn’t at first notice you were distracted.
When you asked for a moment and got up to grab the attention of a waiter. Beel watched on curiously, he was hoping you were asking for more food.
The waiter nodded along and ducked into the kitchen. You waited in that spot and you caught Beel’s stare. You waved at him with a smile.
He waved back with a fried shadow bat in hand.
You laughed and then the waiter was back. They handed you a to-go container, you talked for a second, probably thanking them and then made your way across the restaurant, walking right past your table.
Beel thought to call out to you as if you had somehow accidentally overshot the table but you made your way right out the door.
He started to get up to go after you, he shoveled a few things in his mouth not totally satisfied but more confused why you were leaving.
Then he saw you through the window. He stopped moving as you approached a small demon looking into the restaurant through the window. Beel sat and watched the scene unfold.
It jumped back away from you, probably not having seen a human before, and was clearly defensive as you talked. You then offered the to-go container, popping it open so the demon could see the food contained.
The little demon inched closer, clearly hungry and tempted by the food you offered. You nodded and the demon took the container and ran. You watched for a second and then came back into the restaurant to join Beel.
You sat down like nothing had happened and went back to your meal. When Beel didn’t start eating you asked, “What is it? Do I have something on my face!?”
He shook his head no, “You’re incredible.” He picked back up eating but he would not forget this moment.
Asmodeus
You watched on as Asmo was applying his make-up. He always enjoys your company when preparing for the day but he noted you were reading the ingredients pretty seriously.
“What’s got you frowning MC?”
“This is from the human realm, right?” you held up the bottle so he could see the label in the mirror.
He hummed, “That’s right, I get products from all over so that one is definitely from the human realm. Have you used it before?”
“Um, no I tended to stay away from their brand.” You put the bottle back where you found it.
“Why’s that? It is kind of expensive in Grimm, was it the same in your currency?”
“Not really, it’s just that…” you paused trying to think of the most sensitive way to put it, “there are make-up brands in the human realm that test their products on animals before marketing it to humans.”
“How cute!” Asmo giggled at the thought of bunnies in blush.
“No Asmo, it’s more like they are testing if their products are safe for humans by using animals as a proxy. It can be brutal and even unnecessary and could result in the animal’s death.”
Asmo had stopped and turned to look at you as you explained. His face was slightly troubled.
“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable! I just tried to use products that didn’t use that as a part of their process in manufacturing so as to not cause any unnecessary distress.”
He nodded understanding your thought process. The Devildom didn’t have such markers since suffering was the norm.
The fact that you were thinking about what products you used and their impact on others, even just some animals, had him reassessing you.
It was more thoughtful than he originally credited you. When you and him were joking around and gossiping, he figured your interests were more superficial.
It was refreshing that not only could you keep up with the most recent hot news around town but you truly cared and respected your impact on others.
“Asmo?” You asked, he had been quiet for a while lost in thought.
“It’s nothing!” He recovered but he kept peeking back at you with a mysterious smile.
Satan
The two of you were studying in the RAD library.
There was a particularly tough exam coming up, notorious for dropping the GPA of 75% off the class.
Satan was confident in his abilities but he agreed to come study for your sake. He didn’t have access to know your grade like Lucifer did but he assumed you were struggling by your pleas for his help and deprecating jokes about failing.
He watched as you diligently took out your books and notebook. You flipped through a few of your notes and then shifted your focus to your textbook. Satan shrugged as he opened his own books, you seemed to be off to a fine start.
After about an hour you asked, “Can we quiz each other?”
He agreed and flipped to the end of the chapter he was on for the review questions. Satan took a question and asked it in a slightly different way so you couldn’t rely on memorized answers.
To his surprise you answered correctly and made up a question for him that he thought was actually pretty difficult.
Of course he got it right but shrugged it off as a fluke that you didn’t mean to ask such a hard question. The next one he asked you was harder, not from the textbook in any way, it was something that the teacher had mentioned offhand in class.
You got it correct again. With your turn next, you asked another complex question.
Satan answered properly but was now on the edge of his seat, surely twice in a row was not a coincidence.
His next question, he matched your difficulty. You thought for a few minutes and dived into explanation with examples and even a source that you quoted off the top of your head. Your answer was insightful and succinct.
You were waiting for Satan’s assessment of your answer but he sat unmoving.
“Was I mistaken?” You asked, and started frantically looking through your notes.
While you reviewed your materials, Satan was seeing you in a new light. He figured you got along so well with Mammon because the two of you could joke and slack off with the best of them. He thought that you and Asmo got along more as a pair of airheads. But here you were, in this moment your intelligence came off as easy and effortless.
“No, you were right.”
“Really?” you looked up surprised but happy.
He smiled back, but wondered, “What is your current grade in this class, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Last I checked, like 96?”
Satan laughed and shook his head, unbelievable that he thought otherwise.
Leviathan
He already thought of himself as a charity case. The fact that you would be willing to sacrifice your time to be with him was a miracle in his eyes.
No matter how many times you told him you wanted to hang out with him, it wasn’t a sacrifice, he still didn’t believe you.
When he gets more comfortable around you, he let’s you see his uglier sides when the envy consumes him.
You were a safe space he could vent to and you took that responsibility seriously. You listened and he felt the things he shared never left his room when you left.
It was after one of those vent/gaming sessions that you had to excuse yourself.
You had never gotten up in the middle like that and it scared Levi, had he gone too far? Did you actually hate him?
He watched silently as you left the room. Once the door closed, he was on his feet, what was so important? He decided to follow you.
Levi followed about a hallway behind you, as you turned a corner he would sprint to the corner to watch where you go next.
He followed all the way to the kitchen? He didn’t want to peek in fear of being caught but he listened as you greeted Beel.
Beel asked what’s up and you answered you were getting snacks for an intense gaming night with Levi. Beel must have perked up with the snacks you grabbed and you shooed him off, “If Levi’s up for it, you can join us but you can’t have that snack, I made it for a special occasion.”
Special… special? Levi couldn’t wrap his head around it when he thought of himself but the silence in the kitchen meant you must be leaving… meaning you were heading right for the door he was cupping!
He turned around and found a hiding spot on the other side of the hall behind a vase.
The door swung open as he held his breath. You started the way you came. You were heading for his room and he wasn’t there!
Cue montage of Levi comically running through the halls of HOL to get to his room before. He jumps into his gaming chair seconds before you open his door quietly.
He was panting and sweaty when he turned towards you with a smile, totally failing to act natural.
“Sorry I got up so abruptly but I just remembered I made you this!” You presented a cupcake exactly replicated from the anime the two of you watched last week.
Levi’s heart melted, he felt bad that he had second guessed you. He reached out for the cupcake with one hand and with the other he took your hand to pull you to the bean bags. He was blushing but still said, “Let’s put on that anime while I eat it.”
The level of detail that you had gotten correct showed how dedicated you had been to paying attention to his interests and how much you cared for him in turn. He was also impressed with your baking knowledge, it takes a decent level of skill to be able to replicate something just from seeing it.
The scene was coming up where the protag was going to give the cupcake and Levi was struck with the most embarrassing thought. But if anyone would indulge him, it was you.
As the protag took the cupcake, Levi copied their posture. Then he copied their words in unison they both said, “Thank you, no one has ever made me anything like this before.” The two of them ripped the cupcake in half in the same spot and he extended the half to you as he protag did, “Will you share it with me?”
“Of course!” You and the character answered together then giggled as Levi blushed and hid behind the half cupcake as the two of you returned to sitting on the beanbags.
There was no way he was ever going to forget this moment, his eyes opened to how much you did care for him. Even if he was doubtful of others by nature, he would never doubt you again.
Mammon
People always write Mammon off as dumb and because you have a pact with him, you’re often included in that assumption. The two of you get along like peas in a pod. You’re here for a good time and Mammon can definitely provide that.
His schemes to make money keep things interesting so you usually go along unless you have other commitments. Today’s work was clean-up in the local park. Not because it was lucrative, but because this was a punishment from a prank that backfired.
You had pleaded with Diavolo for a lighter sentence on Mammon’s behalf as his pact partner and Diavolo indulged you.
Mammon was brooding on your way to the park but you were looking forward to being outside in nature for the day so you chattered aloud to fill the silence.
Barbatos was waiting for you two with the materials you would need. He gave you a look of pity when you turned but Mammon caught it and knew Barbatos was probably feeling sorry you had to be punished when you didn’t do anything. Mammon ripped the rake out of Barbatos’ hand and sulked off after you.
You each set to different tasks, Mammon raking leaves and you weeding the flowerbeds.
Demons and spirits passed with a few snickers, definitely not the first time Mammon had been sent to do community service but he hated that you were now a laughing stock with him. You didn’t seem phased by it though, even flashing him a bright smile when you two made eye contact.
Halfway through the day, the two of you were taking a break for a snack and fluids, you shared a bench and admired the work so far. “We might even finish early!” You shared your optimism.
Mammon nodded but still kept quiet. It was so unlike him and you were hitting your limits of how to try to get him out of his own head, you figured he would be back to normal tomorrow but missed hearing his voice.
You two split the last of the duties, you were now cleaning equipment and decorations while he was trimming bushes and trees.
While Mammon was trimming a nearby bush, he heard your voice, then heard his name. He peeked through the bush to watch you talking with a crow.
“I thought it would make the day more fun if I was here with him because he always makes me have fun but it’s like I’ve made his mood worse…” You looked down at the bird bath you had been polishing and knelt down. The crow watched your movements from it’s perch on the top. “Maybe he hates that I intervened with Diavolo, I probably overstepped. I don’t know what I can do to get Mammon out of this funk. What do you think?”
The crow outstretched it’s wings and took off. You pouted, but continued polishing. Mammon was about to push through the bushes to comfort you, his mood wasn’t your fault and he felt even worse that you thought that but then the crow returned.
It swooped onto your shoulder and dropped something into your hand. You jumped with surprise and it scared the crow off your shoulder, it resettled on the bird bath. “This is perfect! Thank you!” The crow let you give it a few scritches and took off once more. You looked around for Mammon.
He nonchalantly rounded the bush so you would notice him, “Mammon! Look!” You rushed over and handed him the object.
It was a golden grimm coin. You explained, “A crow gave it to me, that has to be good luck! Take it and your luck will change, you won’t be punished forever!”
He wrapped you in a tight hug. What did he do to deserve you? Why did you care about him so deeply that you’d give him your treasure and good luck?
You laughed into his hug and he pulled back, “Alright, let’s finish this up and go home, I’ll treat ya to some ice cream on the way back.” He ruffled your hair but your shining eyes and too big smile made him blush and turn away.
Lucifer
He questioned if putting you under Mammon’s care at first was a mistake.
It’s not that you didn’t get along, in fact you two got along too well. Was Mammon’s stupid tendencies to slack off rubbing off on you?
You had been coming back late without being accompanied by one of his brothers and he was determined to find out what you were up to.
For the morning, he watched as you and Mammon walked to school. Lucifer stayed far enough away so he couldn’t be sensed so he couldn’t hear what you two were saying but it was clear you were having a good time. Mammon was snickering as you animatedly gestured and walked backwards. Lucifer’s heart warmed that his brother was genuinely happy then realized he was getting distracted.
You sat through your first class diligently taking notes and participating. The same for most of the classes that day. Lucifer started to acknowledge your responsibility to learning but it made him all the more curious as to why you skipped your last class.
He watched you look around for any onlookers and dipped into the library. He was both surprised and amused that you were meeting with Simeon. The angel was leading you astray?
Simeon didn’t look happy about it either, probably scolding you for missing class, but he was a pushover and your pathetic look won him over. The two of you sat as Simeon talked. You were taking notes on whatever Simeon was lecturing on.
You left the interaction and Lucifer took the chance to talk with Simeon himself. He learned that you were asking about stories from the Celestial Realm. Simeon offered that it was just human nature to be curious what lays beyond life. Lucifer, the ever-skeptic, didn’t believe that was it.
He had lost your trail by talking to Simeon so he went home to wait for your return.
Lucifer intercepted you as you tried to sneak in. “MC, this way please,” he led you to his office, “How was today?”
“Good?” you answered but was unsure why he looked so serious.
“How was class?”
You got nervous but answered, “Fine, same old same old.”
“Ah,” Lucifer smirked, “And how was Simeon?”
Your attempt to play dumb failed spectacularly when you stammered, “W-who’s Simeon?”
“Lying to me won’t do you well,” Lucifer reminded.
“Sorry, it’s just it wasn’t an approved activity so I didn’t want anyone in your family to be implicated…” you scratched the back of your head and looked away.
“And what activity is that?”
“Oh I thought you knew since you caught me,” you laughed, “Solomon and I were going to play with young demons at an orphanage in town. We were telling them stories from the Human Realm but I thought it would be nice to incorporate stories from the Celestial Realm too.”
Lucifer sighed.
You took that as a sign he was disappointed so you continued, “Let me explain, I know I should have asked permission first and for that I’m sorry. Solomon and I just stumbled on the place one day and the kids bombarded us with questions, never having seen humans before and before I knew it we were going almost everyday. I guess I thought it wouldn’t be bad because exposing the next generation of demons to humans would help Diavolo’s mission to strengthen relations between the realms. And I asked Simeon for stories so we could share Celestial Realm things too without getting Simeon in trouble or putting him in an uncomfortable position.”
Well that was definitely an eye opener for Lucifer. What you said made sense that changing minds starts with the youth. His original assumptions that you were just shirking responsibilities was way off base. He didn’t want to but admitted to himself he was wrong. Not only had you been doing something charitable but you were furthering Lord Diavolo’s message in a different way.
“You’re correct, you should have asked permission,” he started and you sank in your seat, “but I don’t see any harm in what you’re doing except for missing classes.” You sank further in your seat. “For skipping class, you’ll need to do extra studies,” he paused to make sure you knew this was a punishment, “I think a fitting topic would be interracial communication with a focus on the youth of Devildom.”
You perked up with a smile, “So I can keep going to the orphanage?”
Lucifer fought back a smile himself, trying to continue to be stern, “Yes, but that’s only if you don’t skip class and you have one of my brothers accompany you. As competent as Solomon is, he is also human and I would feel better if you had a demon escort.”
You were absolutely beaming now. “I’d like that but I don’t think you brothers would be interested.”
“They’ll do what they’re told but I think the twins would enjoy it the most,” Lucifer offered.
“Thanks! I would like if you could join us sometime too,” you suggested shyly.
He did smile at that, “If my schedule allows,” He didn’t finish before you were hugging him. He stiffened, not used to being hugged after doling out a punishment but softened and returned your hug, “I’ll make time to join you.”
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MC's Family Finds Out that They're Actually Dating a Demon the Hard Way
Demon boys more or less going demon on the MC's family. Bound to happen really. This one ain’t so cuddly guys. Special thanks to @anonimo324 for the inspiration for this one. Literally never would have occurred to me if they hadn't have said something and I love the excuse to revisit this idea. 😄
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IMPORTANT: Continuation to "Demon Brothers Meeting the MC's Family" The general setup to this post is in that one.
Lucifer
You know what they say about things that seem too good to be true, right?
Oh, their MC's new boyfriend was smooth, put together, intelligent…
And prideful. So very prideful.
It radiated off of him like no tomorrow, there was just a subtle but constant air of superiority to everything the man did or said. Some may find it attractive but others? It can drive other people right up the wall.
And that's exactly what it did to some members of the MC's family. Even if he seemed educated and well-spoken what made him think he was so special? What made him think he was just so much better than the rest of the world??
They couldn't have known just how angry he'd get when they confronted him about it.
They couldn't have known that they weren’t questioning an arrogant man, but a prideful demon who'd take offense at the mere thought of being anywhere near their level.
It was only when he stood towering before them, demonic wings and horns in full view, did they learn the folly of their actions.
In their hospital beds, bones broken and bodies bruised, they'd rant and rave to anyone who'd listen "He's a demon! A demon! My child/sibling/etc. is dating a demon!!"
The MC disappeared with Lucifer that night, however. Their family writes them off as either dead or kidnapped for torture purposes.
In truth, they returned to the Devildom and Lucifer will never hear the end of how he lost control and attempted to skewer the MC's family members. Surely such a mighty demon should have better control than that... 🙄😑
Mammon
His dumbass let it slip a couple months in, but not without good reason for once.
He had actually been doing pretty well with their family. Sure he wasn't perfect, but he made it clear enough he was looking out for MC and honestly the rest of them as well.
It was small things. Checking up on them sometimes. Making sure the little ones, if any, were safe. Not stealing anything that isn't nailed down (though that's something the MC notices more than their family of course).
It takes a lot. A lot. A LOT to make Mammon break out his demon form. He's better at keeping it in than Lucifer. But showing him something that’s threatening MC is actually a pretty quick why to do it.
The family was out together on a shopping trip, a giddy Mammon included because he knew that meant he could beg ask the MC to buy him stuff.
They really should have checked before they started strolling down the damn crosswalk, but they didn't, and an impatient taxi went hurtling towards them.
Before they could even open their eyes Mammon was already lecturing them about their stupidity, holding them on the other side of the street. Shirtless because his demon form was out and the dumbass forgot to hide it again. Even though they were in public.
He was quick to change back once he noticed, but the damage was done. You can say their family was a little surprised that he straight up grew wings and horns. Only one of them fainted anyway.
To avoid causing further panic, Mammon just legs it away with MC still in his arms, shouting back an quick expletive laced "apology" over his shoulder.
MC smooths things over with their family later by phone. No one can quite wrap their head around the fact that Mammon is a demon, despite what they had seen, but it helps that he did seem to want to protect them.
The MC is not allowed to come home if they want to bring their demon boyfriend too, but their family isn't as worried about them as they could be. Mammon's looking out for them after all.
Leviathan
Okay. They always knew the boy was a little weird but hot damn did that opinion suddenly go from 0 to 60 real quick.
Levi was distant and off-putting at first but in time it became pretty clear that he was just pretty awkward. He wasn't the best with people, but he seemed harmless enough.
It was the MC's idea to bring him along on a family weekend trip to the beach. They honestly couldn't understand why at first. He never seemed to like being with them...
It DID start to click for them a little more when they saw the guy in the water though. They can say it's probably the first time they'd ever seen him so comfortable in his own skin. He even started smiling!
Things were actually going smoothly for them all for once… until other people started taking notice of MC in their swimsuit and one bold gentleman decided to make a cheeky comment on it.
Now, Levi had always stuck close to MC when he was around them. He was practically a second shadow. But it seemed like the second he took notice of those glances he got extra clingy and after that comment.. he started to have a meltdown.
The once bold gentleman was kindly picked up by the neck and hurdled into the ocean like a Frisbee. It would have been hilarious if it weren't so horrifying.
It was about the time that the lad grew a snake tail that the MC's family peaced out off the beach, screaming in terror. MC and Levi left too, mostly because Levi was hellbent on dragging them back to the Devildom in a jealous rage. Obviously THIS is the kind of shit that happens when he leaves his room!
No plans are ever made to go visit again, which he's very happy about. He hated being out in "the real world" anyway.
Satan
Nice as he could be, that temper was bound to catch up to him eventually…
There would be small incidents. A kid cuts him off on the sidewalk and he'd get a little loud and snippy about it. A dog won't stop barking at him and he'd just glare and send it away with a terrified whimper. These things were… worrisome. But not all that demonic.
Then other red flags started showing up. A person on the street would be rude to him and he'd look honestly ready to kill. It'd take MC physically holding him back to keep him in place. Their family was worried about them… Had they'd fallen victim to a possible abuser...?
MC had never listened to what their family had to say, always claiming that they were perfectly safe with their boyfriend. That he had to listen to what they said. But no one really bought that…
Well if there is one way to piss Satan off (and there are many) probably the fastest and most lethal is to doubt his intelligence. Especially if you're only one of those everyday, average humans...
That poor employee at the bookstore had no idea what kind of mistake they made when he told Satan he wasn't looking for Camus but Kafka then refused to double check. Satan doesn't make mistakes about his authors. Ever.
What was originally just supposed to be a relaxing afternoon with the family turned into a night in the station as everyone was questioned about the employee whose head got flattened against the store counter-top. The police weren't entirely convinced a demon did it, but they would look for a blonde.
Said demon had chucked MC over his shoulder and took off before the police arrived to investigate, which as far as they're concerned also kind of amounts to kidnapping.
Satan's now a fugitive in the MC's hometown and on the FBI's Most Wanted List so safe to say that they won't really be visiting anymore.
Asmodeus
Not as surprised as you might think. There were some signs…
Asmo had a bewitching quality to him that went well into the unnatural. He could soothe and win over right about any person or animal to an… uncomfortable degree.
He also kept bringing up and babbling about nonsense products all the time. He always seemed to have the perfect hair treatment or know the best drinks but no one else had ever heard of any of it. What the heck even is Demonus…?
But the real kicker was, well, just how lustful he was. There were horn dogs and then there was this guy. It felt like he could flirt with a potted plant sometimes.
Though he was nice, no one in their house thought Asmo was faithful to MC. And even if he were, his blatant willingness to tease right about anyone he came across was showing them disrespect.
Unfortunately, they had made the poor decision to confront him about it and claim that he didn't actually "love" MC….
There are few things more brutal and less forgiving than an enraged Asmo. Here he was with these humans, people he had been nothing but nice to, and they were doubting his love for MC?? What gave them the right!?
He had his demon form out and his whip already raised to teach these slanderers a lesson! Even if he had grown to like some of them, his anger took over his reason and he had to vent his displeasure NOW.
The MC stepped in before he could crack the whip and made him stop. Their family was terrified but he charmed them into calming down while he and MC talked things out.
They (by which I mean mostly a fuming Asmo) decided that since their family couldn't understand their love for each other, they didn't deserve to see it.
They leave the house calmly and don't come back. MC still sometimes calls their family, but they refuse to leave the Devildom or their beautiful fallen angel, no matter how much their family pleads for them to come home.
Beelzebub
On the one hand, absolutely no one wants to believe it… But it also does make a lot of things make more sense in hindsight.
Like, he was built like a linebacker so it was sort of understandable just how many calories his body seemed to need but there was a limit.
He. Just. Kept. Eating. Never-endingly hungry. Always poking through the kitchen or ordering a mountain of pizzas. More impressively, he never made any leftovers… Ever.
He was such a sweetheart though… They tried to turn a blind eye for a while. Make excuses and rationalize the impossible… but it couldn't last.
It was only supposed to be one nice dinner out. MC had gone over the rules with him ten times before going, "This is a human restaurant and I'm paying, so you HAVE to stop at thirds. Okay? Okay??"
He tried. But the food was sooo good, he just couldn’t stop! And, like clockwork, here comes the manager to cut him off and there goes an angry Beel. Full demon form, tossing tables and wrecking chairs to everyone's absolute horror.
MC had to use the pact to stop him. They could only leave their family with a quick goodbye before they had to book it from the cops on Beel's back as he flew away.
To say there was a mini-meltdown among the members left behind would be an understatement. What the HELL just happened to the sweet young man they had come to know???
The damages were paid for by Lucifer a "mysterious donor" and everything was explained to their family by MC over video call from the Devildom with a very guilty and apologetic Beel in attendance.
When it was clear that the MC wasn't going to leave him or literal Hell despite their protests, they either had to accept it or never hear from them again. Members made their choices, but it's pretty hard to stay mad at someone they've grown to like so much...
He's no longer allowed to go visit them in the human world (which is probably for the best) but shows up on MC's video calls regularly. They still kind of think of him as family even if he could eat them all. He's just such a nice lad, you know?
Belphegor
…. You know, there was always something kind of off about that kid.
It was always hard to place what made Belphie so… different. It could have been the way he never seemed to take any of them seriously or the kind of amazing lack of energy he brought to things.
It also could have been the fact he kept making comments about being a demon, going to "hell," knowing Satan personally, etc. but always played them off as jokes.
Honestly when it finally came out that yes, he was actually a demon, it was almost a relief because it made waaaay more sense than not.
Still fucking terrifying, though.
One of their family members had made the mistake of waking him up from a nap when he and MC were there for a visit
Now. It's not easy to wake Belphie even on a good day but an airhorn to the face is probably not the way to go about it.
When he sent said family member soaring out the window, one-handed, with his horns and tail on full display and a familiar look of murder in his eyes, MC knew the charade was pretty much up...
True to his word, Belphie doesn't let some humans keep MC away from him. He scooped them up and hopped out the broken window before they could really even protest or explain anything.
Which, I mean, how does one even go about smoothing over the fact your demon boyfriend just yeeted one of your family members out of the house?
Their family is kind of able to put two and two together themselves regardless. Which is good because neither Belphie or MC are probably coming back any time soon. If ever. Hope they enjoy postcards...
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In the vein of those Din and Luke meet on Tatooine before they live the Star Wars?
I propose that Din is the ~sweetheart from back home story Luke tells people if they ask about that kind of thing, you know?
Nineteen year-old Luke who gets tossed into the deep end whe he joins the Rebellion, right?
Farm boy from Tatooine in a starfighter squadron filled with people like Wedge and Janson.
And all the hurry up and wait that happens, and a card game that springs up between missions. Some late night somewhere - Hoth, maybe - and it was just a little too much to toss and turn all night in the bunks, maybe tale a stroll through base. Stop by the hangar because someone’s always there - weather lie this you can bet someone’s fixing something or adapting it to make it work in these conditons, and anyway, anyway.
Hell of a lot better than being stuck with your own thoughts you know backwards and front.
So anyway, one of those kind of card games, you know? The ones where people don’t ask why you look so damn tired or comment on how jumpy you are because they’ve all been there. (It’s a war, everyone loses sleep, everyone has nightmares. Everyone’s lost someone, or worry about losing someone and anyway. They get it.)
Janson’s just finished some story about a girl he knew from somewhere, before he joined the Rebellion and the trouble they both go up to and the fond memories he has due to all that.
Swings over to Wedge who sighs and gives Janson this look because he just won’t stop about it, and Luke only half hears the story because he catches a glimpse of Han stomping by, scowl on his face the way he gets sometimes.
(Another fight with Leia, probably, that Luke’s at that stage of things where the thought doesn’t sting so much anymore, thinks he actually likes this better anyway, because he’s seen the way Han looks at her and anyway.)
Luke goes over to where Han’s stomping around the Falcon, muttering and swearing and Chewie’s who knows where, maybe that still in one of the storage levels helping people who are totally not involved with it refine the end product or some such, Luke wouldn’t know.
Takes a while for Han to notice he’s there and when he does Luke almost rolls his eyes at the whole...Drama bit he does. Trying to get Luke on his side, paint himself as the innocent in the scenario - which, if he was? He wouldn’t be trying nearly this hard to convince Luke, so.
Luke lets him vent for a bit and when Han runs out of steam, starts to look a little lost like he has no idea how the hell whatever argument he and Leia had got so out of hand he stormed off the way he did -
“You up for a game of sabacc?”
Because Han tells anyone who’ll listen just how good at it he is, no one better for parsecs around, and anyway.
Better that that be left alone with his thoughts, right?
So Luke brings Han into the game, and Wedge and Janson give Luke this look because the whole Drama between him, Han, and Leia is the best entertainment they’ve had in a long, long time, and anyway.
“You got one?” Wedge asks, looking at Luke over his cards, like an absolute bastard, because of course that catches Han’s interest.
“Got what?”
Luke is like, oh, no, but Wedge is smirking at him and Janson’s no better and then there’s Han who is worse than all of them put together.
“Sweetheart from back home,” Wedge says,and he and Han share this look - it has to be a Corellian thing - and Luke.
“...I wouldn’t say he’s my sweetheart,” Luke says, and the way his face feels he has to be blushing. “But, uh. There was someone.”
And, okay.
He’s not so clueless he doesn’t know the reputation Mandalorians have with most people, has heard Han talking about this one in particular that pops up in his life every so often.
Mostly though, it’s kind of.
He just doesn’t want other people having this piece of his life, you know? Things are weird enough after Yavin and the Death Star and the Rebellion and Luke’s role in all that and he didn’t ask for any of that, could do without it, but he’s just the guy they ask to smile and post of pictures and...yeah.
SO.
He tells them this story about that time he was in Mos Eisley, right? He had this part-time job working in a hangar for someone named Peli when the farm wasn’t doing well.
Han looks at Luke as he mentions that, this slow realization on his face because look, okay, look.
Han’s met some nice girls - and maybe boys, who knows - like that, ones he had a good time with before moving on and Luke is steadfastly not looking at anyone at the table. (Cargo crate with an old tarp thrown over it to make it just that much more classy and all.)
Focused real intent on his cards and Han is both impressed and a little horrified because one, he never would have expected something like that from Luke - look at the kid, for crying out loud! - and two? That’s Luke. Like a kid brother and Han knows the kind of guys (and girls) who meet sweet kids like him in places like that - look at Han!
Anyway, Han keeps his mouth shut and lets Luke tell his story. Glances at Wedge and the others who all look the same mix of impressed and horrified because Luke, and almost gives himself away by laughing because yeah, the dumb kid gets to people like that, doesn’t he.
Luke, though He knows his friends, looks up and give them looks. “It wasn’t like that,” he says, because most of the time it really wasn’t like that.
He met a lot of interesting people back then, that’s all.
So anyway, back to Luke’s story about this guy he met working for Peli.
Drifter, you know? Not the chatty sort, but not rude about it. Just. Not much to say to anyone, which was fine Luke made up for it himself just fine.
Anyway.
This guy comes in with his ship all chewed up - literally, Luke finds out later when he pries a tooth jammed into one of the landing struts when the guy mentioned it didn’t fully retract - and this tired sigh.
Peli set Luke on the guy’s ship, told him that since he didn’t want droids near the damn thing he’d trust her to know what her people could do and that Luke would be just fine fixing his ship, so, you know.
That was a thing to watch.
And then Luke gets to work, has to call home to let them know he won’t be back that night because he’s got a big job in the works and the guy needs it done ASAP and there’s a couch in Peli’s office she lets him sleep on when stuff like this happens.
He’s still working when the guy gets back from...doing whatever it is he was doing, Luke knows better to ask, and Luke is like.
He knows ships, you know? Knows machines, a hell of a lot better than people sometimes, and they don’t make fun of him, don’t stick him with dumb nicknames.
So he’s working on the guy’s ship, maybe talking to it to, fond little pats when he’s done with a repair or comes across some old repair job someone did that’s coming apart. And it’s not like anyone told him not to take care of that while he’s there and all, you know?
Peli said get his ship fixed, and maybe she meant the newer stuff, but Luke is there and it’ll just take a second and really, the ship’s old, been through a lot. Fixing this one little thing with all the rest won’t hurt anyone and it’ll keep her flying a little longer, and just. No harm to it.
And then the guy is just kind of there?
Watching Luke being a weird guy, talking to his ship like it’s a person, finding small things wrong with it that haven’t set up an alarm anywhere yet, but Luke just knows. Like a splinter under your skin you don’t realize is there just yet but something’s not right, that kind of deal.
Gives Luke this look, right, but Luke shrugs and spins some nonsense about older ships like his and these common issues they share as part of the manufacturing process and might as well take care of it now before it becomes a problem, right? No extra charge, something on the house since the repairs that were asked for are so extensive.
Anyway.
Luke ends up chattering a bit when he realizes the guy doesn’t mind? Doesn’t always answer Luke but he doesn’t tell him to shut up or pull a blaster to intimidate him the way some of them do, and anyway.
Luke finishes the repairs around dawn, dead on his feet and wishes him luck before he goes off to catch some sleep on Peli’s couch before he heads home to the farm.
Doesn’t think much about the whole thing, but then a few months later the same ship ends up in Peli’s hangar. In better shape this time, just needs a once-over, make sure everything’s running fine and fuel.
And the guy, okay.
Gives Luke this little nod on his way off to do whatever, doesn’t stop to ask Peli if she’s sure Luke’s good at his job, and he gets this. Nothing warm and squishy, he barely knows the guy, but it’s a pleased feeling knowing that at the very least he trusts Luke’s work.
Luke’s done by the time the guy gets back, but it’s one of those days where he’s not keen on getting back to the farm - Uncle Owen asked him to stay behind a year to help out, just a little longer and he’s.
Upset at being left behind by the others, by being stuck on Tatooine for another year. Needs time to cool down before he says something he knows he’ll regret, and Peli’s good enough not to pry.
They end up playing sabacc, Peli cackling as she cheats her way to victory - Luke pauses his story to give the others this 0:D smile when he tells them she’s the one who taught him how to cheat at sabacc and not get caught at it, but anyway, they want to hear the rest of his story, right?
Peli gets a call from a supplier, something about a parts dleivery being delayed - Imperial interference or some such - and she leaves to go take care of it, annoyed because she was about to clean Luke out and leave him destitute when it comes to nuts and bolts, and then it’s Luke and the guy.
Who’s giving him this look right - well, Luke assumes, because helmet but he’s not telling Han and the others that bit, and anyway.
It’s still kind of early as these things go and Luke’s feeling a little more reckless than usual, and invites the guy for a hand or two if he doesn’t have anything else to do.
He’s not really expecting the guy to say yes, but he does and it’s not so bad, really? Guy must be in a good mood because he answers more of Luke’s questions or offers tidbits about himself without being asked. Doesn’t even glare at the pit droids when they creep a little closer.
Little guys love Luke, you know, but this guy obviously doesn’t like droids so they usual stay clear, but this this time their curiosity gets the better of them.
So they play a couple of hands of sabacc,and the guy knows, okay, clearly, obviously knows Luke is cheating the whole time. Hell, Luke’s not even trying all that hard to hide it, but he doesn’t say anything about it.
Gives Luke a look a few times, but they keep playing and they each win a hand.
Luke’s in a better mood by the time they decide that’s enough for the day, offers to buy the guy dinner, even.
(But becuase Din, and helmet, that’s a little awkward, y’know?)
Gets a no, because the guy has rations or whatever in his ship and Luke figures hey, okay, no problem and figures he’s good to go home now. Apologize to Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru and such because he does get it, just.
Yeah.
He doesn’t see the guy around for a few more months, and when he does -
“You need to see a doctor.”
Because the blood. So much blood?
Also a vibroknife, and it’s just.
Messy.
But the guy is like no, no doctor and Luke is like you are going to die if you don’t see one but still the no doctor thing, and Luke drags him to this place he knows. Sketchy part of Mos Eisley - sketchy-er part- and knocks on a door.
This lady he knows, used to be a doctor way before. Used to be with the Galactic Navy, served on a Venator-class star destroyer before things changed, she says.
Anyway, she has a soft spot for Luke after he helped haggle a shopkeeper down on some supplies she was trying to buy this one time.
(Patched him up once or twice too, accident at the hangar or taking the wrong shortcut, that kind of thing. Didn’t want to worry his family, and anyway, Mos Eisley, right? Things happen.)
She’s surprised to see him this late at night - or not, because, again, Mos Eisley - and freezes when she sees who he has with him.
It occurs to Luke, when he sees the look on her face that hey, maybe there’s a reason someone like her is living in a bad part of Mos Eisley, and maybe people like this guy who’s been bleeding on Luke for the last however long might be one of them, but.
She was a doctor and that meant somthing once upon a time, and also the look on Luke’s face, the way he swears nothing will happen to her even though they both kind of know there’s no way he could keep that promise if his...friend is determined, but anyway.
Doesn’t matter all that much since the guy passed out before Luke got to her place, and he stays under the whole time they’re working on him.
Luke helps her patch the guy up, another pair of steady hands and they manage to save his life, which is great!
Luke apologizes for not thinking when he went to her place, but the blood and worry and she was the only one he could think of, and anyway.
She tells him not to worry about it, someone would have found her sooner or later anyway, and hey, really, don’t worry about it.
Still, better safe than sorry and Luke gets the guy back to the hangar before he wakes up. Gets him into the bunk on his ship and then, because he’s covered in the guy’s blood and it’s late as hell, decides to call home to let them know he’s got another long night - last minute job that came in and he’ll be back to help with the farm in teh morning.
And then!
Peli’s out of town, off-planet, business or whatever, and Luke’s the only one at the hangar and wakes up to the guy standing over him.
No blaster in his hand but Luke gets the feeling he doesn’t need one, and anyway.
“I said no doctors.”
Which, okay.
Luke recognizes he’s in a dangerous situation, but also?
It’s early as hell, and he didn’t get a lot of sleep the night before what with saving the guy’s life and Luke’s pretty sure he didn’t get all of his blood out from under his nails.
“They’re not anymore,” he says, and puts his arm over his eyes to block out the light. Figures if the guy’s going not going to kill him for saving his life he might as well get more sleep.
He hear this little huff, annoyance? Something, but he’s tired and falls asleep before he can figure it out.
(And the part Luke doesn’t tell Han and the others who are all just. Staring at Luke because what the actual hell, Skywalker, they thought you were some dumb kid living on a moisture farm, not...whatever the hell this story is turning out to be, is that he tells the guy - they didn’t take his helmet off, that no one saw his face.)
Anyway, Luke doesn’t get murdered on Peli’s office couch, but he does get more sleep. When he wakes up the guy and his ship are gone, but one of the pit droids gives Luke a little stack of credits. Enough to cover the medical supplies Luke’s not-doctor friend used on him, and figures it’s as close to a thanks as he’s likely to get.
In present day hangar on Hoth everyone is still staring at Luke who is like what, none of you guys had experiences like that growing up where some guy bled all over you and then kind of threatened to kill you for helping him? Weird.
Han makes a mental note to have a talk with Leia - when she’s talking to Han again - about their idiot friend who is either the luckiest bastard in the galaxy or...hell if Han knows, but someone needs to keep an eye on the kid, okay?
But back to pre-Star Wars Luke and his ~sweetheart story.
He doesn’t see the guy again for a while, but this time he does the guy comes over to where Luke’s working on his speeder at the back of Peli’s hangar. It’s been acting up and he has this deal with her where she lets him use the hangar tools and equipment if he pays for any supplies he uses in the process.
Business has been slow, Imperial activity in the area for some reason and scaring their usual customers away for the time being, and anyway.
Nothing else to work on, so tinkering with the speeder when a shadow falls over him and he looks up to see the guy watching him.
Awkward about it too, and Luke watches him totally not fidgeting before he rolls his eyes and flaps a hand to the toolbox just out of reach.
“Hand me the hydrospanner, would you?”
He’s half expecting the guy to walk off in a huff, but is pleasantly surprised when he sets the hydrospanner in Luke’s waiting hand.
Luke thanks him and goes back to work, and realizes after a bit that the guy is still standing there??? Seems less awkard now, though, and Luke slides out from under the speeper - has it up on a lift or the whatnot - and looks at the guy.
Tells him it’s nice to see him, especially when he’s not bleeding - “Wait, you aren’t bleeding, right?” HArd to tell with the armor and such - which makes the guy sigh.
Luke grins, and the guy sits on one of the crates nearby as Luke goes back to fixing the speeder. Occasionally Luke will ask for a tool and the guy will hand it to him.
Luke chats with him while he’s working, gets some answers back and it’s just.
A nice time, you know?
And then when he’s done and the speeder is back up and running, well. Luke needs to take it for a test drive, little spin, and if the guy’s not doing anything it might be nice to have some company???
Wedge and the others are like OH? GOING FOR A DRIVE WITH YOUR SWEETHEART? TELL US MORE.
But, like. Nothing happens, okay? They go for that drive, Luke shows off a little because he was a dumb - dumber - kid back then and anyway, anyway.
It’s not until they’re back in Mos Eisley and Luke drops the guy off at his ship, parked in a hangar down the way, that anything happens, you know?
The suns are going down and it’s pretty out, hardly anyone on the street with them and, almost enough to make them forget about being in Mos Eisley.
Luke’s leaning against the speeder, right, and the guy’s watching Luke watch him, and he cocks his head a certain way and Luke follows him into the hangar and nothing happens, okay, really.
Just some talking, the guy getting ready to leave in the morning and some stuff he ordered got dropped off. Luke helps him load his ship, and when they’re done it’s starting to get dark out, and Luke really should head home -
But the guy stops him, and on his arm and some of that awkwardness is back, and Luke is just.
Doesn’t know what to expect, because usually this is where a kiss might happen, but - the armor the others don’t know about because shhhh, no talk of Mandalorians when Han’s around -
Luke is just standing there, not sure what to do, and then the guy leans down, presses his forehead against Luke’s and says, “Din,”
Luke is like !!! because this is clearly something important, something big, and he doesn’t want to ruin the moment, mess things up. Is about to ask, but the guy beats him to it.
“My name,” he says, like this is something he hasn’t told many people. “Din.”
No last name, but Luke figures even this much is a big, big deal, especially since they don’t even really know one another, and anyway, it doesn’t matter, so.
They stay like that a little longer - Luke doesn’t know what they’re doing, this thing with Din, but it’s nice and he likes it - and then one of the hangar mechanics comes stumbling in, drunk as hell and Luke and Din break apart, all awkward and flustered.
Luke says he has to get home, Din says he should get some sleep since he’s leaving early the next morning, and anyway, anyway, that’s Luke’s sweetheart from home story.
Because, you know, because.
Uncle Owen got a couple of droids the day after that and Luke’s life stopped being his for a long, long time.
Han and Wedge and the others look at Luke because what even was that story? Everyone else had the schoolyard crushes and the like. Luke gets the mysterious drifter who almost died, but then Luke saved him by taking him to a former doctor who was on the run and hiding out in Mos Eisley and almost got murderized for it -
“Guys, he wasn’t going to kill me,” Luke says, which while true is nowhere near the point, Skywalker, just shut up for a second, okay?
- and then he gets the scenic drive and romantic kiss goodbye to someone he never sees again???
(They all agree not to mention the part where Luke’s family was murdered and the whatnot because yikes, but still. What was that story?)
Luke is just, “Tatooine,” which is as good an explanation as anything else he could have given them really.
AND THEN.
Fast forward a few years to this distress call through the Force fro a tiny green gremlin kid that Luke answers.
Has to go through a platoon of Dark Troopers to do it, and when he does -
He doesn’t expect Din to remember him, not really, because what’s one dumb kid on some terrible desert planet to someone like him who probably stopped on a hundred other planets with other dumb kids like Luke around, so.
Still, knowing it’s Din and seeing what he’s willing to do for Grogu - what he has done, when Grogu shares his memories of his adventures with Din and what Din tells him himself - makes it easier to invite him to come with Luke and Grogu.
(Always the plan to do so because he doesn’t want to repeat the mistakes of the old Jedi order, but it being Din is so much better.)
Go back to Yavin or wherever he’s starting his school and Din is all awkward around Luke?
At first he thinks Din does remember him, and overall awkwardness of their past and present and anyway, he’s obviously not going to say anything and doesn’t want to? So just move on and such.
Only thing is, with Din living there with Luke and Grogu, Luke gets the chance to get to know him better? And Din is obiously trying, for Grogu’s sake, probably, Luke doesn’t know.
It’s still Din, though, awkward and a little stilted and just.
Adorable, really. Sweet about it.
Nothing really happens other than the awkwardness going away after a while, Din looking a little more comfortable around Luke and such.
And then the speeder they use to get to the small town a few miles away for food and supplies and the whatnot breaks down and Luke sets about fixing it, back of the little workshop area he as set up and it takes him a while to realize Din came out to see what he was doing, and then just never left?
Sitting there on some cargo crates, Grogu dozing in his arms because it’s early yet, but when Luke glances over at them Din shrugs, Smile in his voice as he tells Luke that Grogu woke up when Din was getting ready and refused to be left behind, and now here they are.
Luke snorts, and looks around for the hyrdospanner -
- and Din puts in his hand.
And where it should be a nice, normal little gesture, Din has to go and make it all meaningful, you know?
Hands Luke the hydrospanner, but their hands brush, touch lingering and Din is looking at him.
It’s been years, but Luke still remembers how to read Din’s body language, the tilt of his head, way he holds himself. Subtle things, an anyway.
Din watches Luke work, and Grogu wakes up somewhere in there taking over Din’s job of handing Luke tools and the whatnot, but that’s fine with Din because now he gets to watch the two of them, right?
Luke explaining what he’s doing, what’s wrong with the speeder and what he’s doing to fix it and such. Grogu follows maybe half of what he says, not all that interested, but he’s thrilled at the chance to help and that’s the important part.
And then when he’s done and the speeder is back up and running, well. Luke needs to take it for a test drive, little spin, and if Din’s not doing anything it might be nice to have some company???
(Not that Luke has called him by his name or anything since they met again on Gideon’s ship, didn’t think Din remembered him or that he was welcome to use it, and anyway, Yes)
There’s only the one sun this time, and it’s jungle rather than desert, but Luke still knows a nice little road they can take. Scenic, lovely, and Din gives him another one of those looks because he remembers this, okay.
Luke grins, because this is...it’s nice, really, and then Grogu pops up, super delighted because Luke is still kind of terrifying behind the wheel of a vehicle. Incredible driver/pilot and all? But still terrifying, because of those things.
They get back to the school, Luke pulling up in front of the school. Leans against the speeder watching Din and Grogu get out, Grogu thrilled out of his little mind because they went so fast and it was amazing and they watch as Grogu goes inside still chattering to himself becuase so cool.
Din looks at Luke, who’s still leaning against the speeder, soft little smile on his face because it’s been a good day.
And then Din cocks his head in a certain way and Luke follows him inside, because what else is he supposed to do?
They can hear Grogu somewhere in the little apartment Din shares with him, happy as anything and entertaining himself and anyway.
“Hey, hi,” Luke says, like an idiot, but that’s fine, it’s great.
Din’s kind of an idiot too, it works for them.
There’s some talking, and Grogu wanders in, clearly hungry and no choice but to make dinner and so on. Luke and Din moving around one another comfortably, don’t really think too much of it, and Grogu helps where he can, also snags little bits of food here and there and is all 0:D? when they shoot him looks, because clearly he’s done nothing wrong his whole life.
Grogu starts nodding off after dinner, and Luke cleans up while Din puts him to sleep, and then it’s finally Din’s turn to do the leaning.
Leans on the counter watching Luke who gives Din a look, like what are you doing, there are dishes to put away -
And then Din stops the whole leaning thing, at least for now, because he’s doing the thing where he presses his forehead against Luke’s, and it’s -
Luke knows what this is now, what it means to Mandalorians, to Din.
And if he still didn’t, there’s no misunderstanding the emotion in the way Din says Luke’s name, like hey, hello, and i’ve missed you so much, and there you are, i found you.
Which should be strange, right, because they barely even knew each other back then, but Luke says the same things to Din when he says his name, when Din hears Luke say his name for the first time, and anyway.
Luke’s not some dumb kid anymore (still dumb, according to Leia and Han and everyone else in Luke’s life, just not a kid), and Din’s not the same man he used to be.
And anyway, this is better isn’t it? All that time to find out who they were, live a lifetime of experiences with everything the galaxy threw at them only to meet once another again afterward? Learn who they’ve become since Tatooine, settled in their skins and anyway.
Not bad for a second date.
Han and Wedge absolutely lose their shit when they meet Din and realize why Luke’s story about his sweetheart from home was a little weird in places? Spots where Luke had to talk around the armor and fact Din’s Mandalorian and just.
Also the bit where Luke was all casual about the almost being murderized for saving Din’s life
“Guys, he wasn’t going to kill me, how many times do I have to tell you that?”
And Din is like. “...what? You thought I was going to kill you?”
“No!”
“Well we did!”
And anyway.
Yeah.
Leia, who has also heard Luke’s sweetheart from home story - it took them a long time to find Han after Cloud City, and there were nights where none of them could sleep and nightmares were plentiful and anyway, she’s heard the story - takes one look at Din and Luke and how happy her idiot of a brother is, and is just.
Finally, someone who makes her brother look like that.
(Happy. Din makes Luke happy.)
#star wars nonsense#dinluke#this really got away from me huh?#wow#technically not a fic#vagrant fic#long post#for reals though#/o\#sweethearts
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SFW Alphabet - GoodGuyFitz
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Fitz shows affection in public by small touches, he’s not big on PDA but he does like to give you random forehead kisses throughout the day, sometimes he’ll wrap an arm around you, now if it’s just the two of you...WOO this man is a man baby! He loves being held or holding you. He also loves to post random as photos he has of you even if you get mad at him.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
The friendship started when you both were in high school, you and Toby had a class together and when you went to hang out with her at lunch, that’s where you met fitz and that’s when you guys started talking. He is very protective over you, he loves you and often times he’s the shoulder you cry on and honestly he doesn’t mind it, he was never good with anyone when they cried but he tried especially hard to comfort and help you. He also loves to mess with you and occasionally he takes it to far and apologizes but he has a good idea of his boundaries and when and where to push your buttons.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
He loves cuddles! He especially loves when your laying down on your back and his head is on your chest and he’s laying on top of you kind of ? He’s not squishing you completely but he is just on top of you, he also loves when you play with his hair or rub his back/shoulders.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
At first he was iffy on settling down. He’s young and he wants to party and stuff, but when he met you he was okay with settling down, although you guys had a couple more years of partying left in you and so when you were 27-28 that’s when you guys started to settle down. He’s very clean, most of the time you just have to ask him to pick his socks up once or take out the trash and it’s done the second you ask. As for cooking he loves to cook with you! He likes when it’s you two in the kitchen cooking and listeing to music, occasionally dancing to the song that plays throughout the shared apartment.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
It would really depend. If he were to ever break up with you it would be because you cheated or you guys were getting to that point. He waits a solid week or two before officially breaking up with you just in case things get better and he’ll talk it out with you before breaking up, again unless you cheated, he would do everything in his power to fix the relationship before breaking up with you. As for you it’s the same thing, except you take a little while longer, keeping up with his bs and not really talking about what bugs you until finally you sit him down and ask him if he can be better and when he refuses to be a better boyfriend that’s when you take matters into your own hands.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
He’s okay with it, he’s a okay with being committed to you and honestly he loves the thought of marriage and seeing you with a ring on your finger and being his wife. It takes him a good two years to officially let his guard down and when you hit that two year mark he gives you a promise ring. Then once you turn 26-28 that’s when he asks you to marry him.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
He never wants to hurt you or scare you or anything. He’s like a giant teddy bear, and whenever he accidentally hurts you by either accidentally stepping on your foot or bumping into you he immediately apologizes and makes sure you are okay. Emotionally he understands how sensitive you are and takes that into consideration, in fights he is very silent and thinks before talking.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
He loves hugs! Again he isn’t big in PDA so hugs in public are very rare but around the boys or if it’s just you two he’s constantly wrapping his arms around your waist, carrying you, spinning you. His hugs are very special, often times he’ll wrap his arms around your waist while he’s behind you and place his chin on your head or he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders and pull you in so your head is on his chest, he smells really good and he’s really warm so you don’t mind one bit.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
He said it about seven months into the relationship, he SAID it while you guys were talking on the couch but he knew he loved you long before that. He knew he loved you when you guys were once talking in his car, you told him some pretty personal stuff and when it pained him, like literally pained him to think you went through that he knew he loved you, he was angry at who hurt you and his heart broke a bit when he saw a tear roll down your cheek.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
He doesn’t get jealous often, he trust you a lot and the feelings mutual. That is until someone is excessively flirting with you and he feels a bit threatened cause your acting so nonchalant. Whens he’s jealous he’ll walk over and wrap his arm around you and introduce himself as your boyfriend and when the guy or girl is finally gone he will get a bit mad but when you explained you didn’t realize it was flirting he forgives you. You were absolutely clueless when he first tried making a move on you so it’s understandable and he never gets mad at you because he knows you most likey said you had a boyfriend and they just kept going.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
SCRATCHY AND YOU LOVE IT. His beard often tickles you and you always giggle feeling the scruff. His kisses are often quick kisses and most of the time forehead. He loves to kiss you on your forehead, moving your hair kissing your forehead and cupping your face in his hands. He loves when you kiss his shoulder/arm. Since you can’t really reach his cheek you often are leaning on his arm and you kiss his arm or shoulder whenever you can, he loves it because he’ll be holding your hand or your leaning on him and he’ll just feel a soft kiss on his arm and will melt.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
He is very good with them! If your little cousin is running around or a baby waves he’ll wave back with a smile or play around with your cousin, putting the child on his shoulders or throwing them in the air and catching them. If it’s a infant then he’ll be so gentle and while you hold the baby and cradle him/her the baby’s hand will be holding onto Cameron’s finger tightly.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
Morning with Cam are either super productive or super lazy. Cameron wakes up before you most of the time and will do what he needs to do (cook,clean a bit,maybe read) and then he’ll bug you and make you wake up so you spend the morning with him.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
He is pretty big on sleeping early suprisingly. The night routine consist of him and you watching your show or a movie, then going to your room and brushing teeth and talking a bit, then you both read with some tea and go to bed, you usually fall asleep with your book so he’ll put your bookmark for you and then will put his book away, pulling you close to him.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
He waits to reveal things about himself, he didn’t really start fully opening up to you about EVERYTHING until about two years into your relationship, though he did reveal some things sometimes during your late night talks.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
He doesn’t anger easily. He is very collected and when he’s mad he tells you and will distance himself because the last thing he wants is to make you feel bad or upset. Although he has started to come to you to vent and will happily cuddle against your chest rambling on and on until he falls asleep. You usually stay quiet because you know he doesn’t necessarily want a solution he just wants to talk about it out loud.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He remembers a lot of things you say, your always in his thoughts and he’s constantly seeing things you’ve talked about or things you like that you’ve expressed.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
His favorite moment in your relationship was when you first met his family. He loved how easily everyone loved you and how you fit in perfectly with them. He knew you were the one and everyone told him that if he didn’t marry you it would be his greatest mistake.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Mans is your security guard. Literally like he is so afraid of loosing you or you getting hurt. If your ever out together he’ll make sure not only is he making sure your okay but so are the boys. He isn’t afraid of getting into a fight with someone for you and often times if they touch you they are knocked out in seconds. You hate when he fights and he never does it unless they’ve touched you inappropriately. On the other hand he loves when ever he’s getting hate or is being ‘canceled’ you’ll tweet and defend him telling everyone to calm their asses down.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
He loves making you happy and loves making you feel loved and appreciated. He’ll spend days planning things out so you both have a good time and honestly you both prefer homemade cheap stuff then going out to fancy dinners, so he’ll take days planning a baking day with you or a picnic. He always writes you letters for anniversarys. As for everyday tasks if you ask him to do something consider it done, sometimes you don’t even have to ask and he’s already doing it. You both have your chores around the house and you both are on top of that.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
He doesn’t talk while you guys are in an argument. Sometimes you really want him to just flat out say what he’s thinking and feeling and he doesn’t and he takes forever to respond, he just doesn’t want to say the wrong thing and you understand that but sometimes you need him to just speak what he feels then and there.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Not really concerned, your always telling him how hot he is and that makes him very confident.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
When you first started dating, he would be fine, but now ? After all these years he wouldn’t be able to. He loves you so much that something would be missing for the rest of his life.
X = Random Headcanon
He started doing this thing were he writes letters to his future self. You became something he talks about when he writes to his future self asking if your okay, if you’ve had kids, how everything is going.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
You don’t do this but in general he hates when people are mean for no reason. That’s one of his biggest pet peeves. When someone’s rude or disrespectful for no reason it ticks him off so much.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
Something he does without fail every single night is throw his leg over you or his arm. He always has to make sure your there and although it’s cute his leg and his arm is heavy and you can’t move as freely as you’d like.
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