#can you tell I just like characters that are capable of pure joy

[sing-me-under]

Recently read Shadowpact. Initially read just for Laura Fell, but I really liked this team. DC Universe only has the first 16 issues, so I’ll have to dig around for the last nine issues (I believe it’s 25 issues long?). Laura is so adorable?? Like she’s so sweet and easy to get along with… without the whole supervillain corrupted heart magic thing, that is. Her characterization in Robin is kinda… ya know. But if I ignore that and focus on Shadowpact, she’s easily one of my favorites.

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My sister in law and I once had a very deep chat where she told me she's a bit jealous of how I'm "capable" of obsessing over interests; I got the feeling that to her it seemed like a specific type of joy she would never really know. In turn, I told her that even though I sometimes wish it had an off switch, I rlly can't imagine a version of myself thay doesn't get joyfully hyperfixated on things, since it's so intrinsic to my personality/neuro-chemistry.

Anyways, I totally relate to that feeling of detached embarrassment, but it was eye-opening to talk abt it with her and see that A) some people really admire the capacity for such "passion" and B) some people genuinely just can't have that experience, which seems both unthinkable and obvious lol

I genuinely can't imagine a life like that for myself either. I've gone through periods of time before where I wasn't hyperfixated on something and genuinely I felt like...deeply empty the entire time. As soon as something new entered my life to fixate on I felt like myself again. I definitely have interests and hobbies that I enjoy in a very normal non-obsessive way but it feels so different and they don't feel like...sustainable. like I'm just living off of bread and milk. idk how else to phrase that. because the things I always hyperfixate on are tv shows and fictional characters I kind of just assumed it came with the territory of being an artist, cuz as a creator it's like...this is what I'm meant to do with my life, right? I know I'm supposed to be telling stories and creating characters and exploring concepts through fiction so it makes perfect sense that I'm depressed without any source of inspiration or rejuvenation. Cuz it's inspiring as hell to be hyperfixated on something!! it gives me endless energy and inspiration to create and that makes me feel amazing.

most of my friends are ND too but I know some of them aren't the same as me in this regard and they've even expressed similar jealousy that they're not someone who obsesses over things. it's both understandable and so weird to me cuz obviously you can't pick and choose what your brain is gonna latch on to but like...you haven't even had ONE time in your life where you spent years only thinking about one thing? not even once? that's unfathomable to me, that's like my entire life.

and while I definitely do not enjoy the embarrassment of having feelings and how upsetting it can be to constantly be distracted from real life tasks that take priority and also feeling self conscious and wondering if I even have a personality sometimes beyond my fave video games/shows/movies, I'm really glad that I'm someone who can experience it cuz it really does feel like I'm just sitting around and waiting if I don't have a story to think about all the time. sometimes I hear people talk about how stressful and sad it is that they feel so deeply and I'm like yeah I mean sometimes but like...what about the joy. what about all the love. there's nothing sad about it! embarrassing sometimes yeah but that's worth it if it means I get to be so deeply happy and excited! I'll complain from time to time but never in a THOUSAND years would I ever want to change this about myself. I will take all the embarrassing annoying feelings if it means I get to experience pure wild autistic joy haha

[yugogeer012]

These'll be the last Neutral related questions from me for a while but I only got 2.

1. If Neutral got his emotions back, and also got high (through drugs or just extreme adrenaline) what would he do or act like?

2. This one's a bit weird. But if Neutral was to have a love interest (assuming he's capable of it, if nit then just consider this a Neutral with his emotions), who would you say it would be? (You can pick any character from any AU, doesn't have to be EpicTale)

1. He'll genuinely laugh out of pure joy

2. Don't really know yet, but I could at least tell you that Neutral would try in order to know what's more about loving someone other than his family

[turtleybeachin]

Three Times He Realized He Might Be in Love, and One Time He Was Caught

Pairing: Solomon x Female MC Word Count: 710 Tagging: Fluff, Magic, Written in Season 3

Just a fluffy little character study of Solomon that I wrote entirely to indulge myself. Female pronouns for an unnamed MC who is excited to be capturing the magic in her world, and reintroducing it to his.

1.

Magic had long been his passion, but seeing it through her eyes? It reawakened the wonder and joy of it anew. After centuries of working with magic, it could lose some of its charm -- sure, it was still fascinating and there were always new spells, new potions, new ideas to unlock, but like any task it became everyday work.

But she watched the cherry tree bloom with parted lips, eyes wide and sparkling, cheeks flushed as she bounced on the balls of her feet. A common trick to him was miraculous to her, still new and exciting. She gave a bright laugh and stepped closer to the tree, reaching up to gently brush her fingers against a bloom as if to confirm it was real.

She spun to him and grinned so wide her eyes crinkled half-shut. "Solomon! It's-- you're amazing!"

He laughed and flushed, delighted at her delight. "And you're too generous, my adorable apprentice. You can do the same, you know."

2.

Was this how the brothers felt all the time, he wondered? This magnetism, this need to orbit her, to earn one of her smiles and feel the full weight of her attention? She was captivating enough in small bursts, but spending every single day at her side, working with her and watching her learn and discover her capabilities...

"Solomon!" she gasped, and he refocused with a start. "Look! I did it!! I'm doing it!!"

And there it was, that smile that made his heart squeeze and his breath catch. That absolute delight, the awe at being able to do what he considered a simple parlor trick. He couldn't help but beam back at her. "So you are," he agreed. "Your form is flawless."

She laughed and blushed, the light fizzling out as she squirmed in delight at his praise. "Well, that's a compliment to you, master."

3.

Spending long days and nights lost in his studies was nothing new. Spending long days and nights lost in his studies with someone beside him, equally absorbed in the task? That was new. And she was smarter about it than he was. You'd think after centuries of this he'd have learned tricks to keep himself grounded on his own, but perhaps that was the problem. Perhaps it was because he was so alone that he didn't care to be grounded. Why take wellness breaks when you're immortal and a lack of food won't kill you? Why sit back and focus on the present when you had nobody to share your discoveries with and nothing in the present to enjoy?

She set alarms on her phone, and every two hours they would be forced to surface from their deep dives to stretch and get a snack and some water, to talk together about what they'd been reading and where their minds had gone and what ideas it inspired. Every two hours he would get the pleasure of her attention, her laughter and passion and delight, her insights and her questions.

The breaks were as exciting as the work. And that was new.

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Ah, he was quite positive that she caught him on camera at the worst possible moment.

She was on a video call with the brothers, animatedly telling them all about the spells she'd learned in the last month and demonstrating some tricks with pure delight. He wasn't in frame, not intended to be part of the call (they did not care about him, which he understood completely and took no offense to), and was content to merely watch his apprentice as she basked in the oohs and ahhhhs of the brothers in her audience.

And then suddenly she grabbed her D.D.D. and twisted, inserting him into frame, and while he shifted his expression to a polite smile immediately he noticed the keen eyes of multiple demons narrowing in on the corner of their screen. And Asmo smirked. 

Damn them, he'd been caught with a dreamy expression on his face. She seemed oblivious, elbowing at him with a laugh and insistence he say hello, chattering about how he was a great teacher and that between him and Satan she was pretty sure she'd learned years of magic in a matter of months.

The only consolation to the blush he felt burning his face was the dusting of pink he could see over Satan's.

[systastic]

hii! can we get a lvl 2 (if thats available) sisasystem of headmates that are all endermen? everything is dealer's choice and you can decide the amount of headmates

perfectly fine if not, ty in advance! :]

another one we [tried] to post before overthinking it to death; the descriptions don’t feel as good as usual, but i feel like our perception on that is a bit warped cus we’ve been staring at it for so long…? unsure! let us know if you want more :] -🌲

name :: end, ender, noct, nox, nyx, shade, shadow, eclipse, obsidian, dusk

age :: 110 to 130 (average lifespan of 200 years)

pronouns :: it/its, ix/ixs, nix/nixs, no pronouns

roles :: hunter-queller, hunter-persecutor

species :: enderman

gender identity :: nyctophic, eldritchine, endergenic, devotionhunter

orientation :: no romance. no sex. only hunt. (aegoromantic / aegosexual)

source :: minecraft

aesthetic :: alien, liminal space, traumacore (loosely)

appearance description :: your typical enderman: skinny yet inhumanely tall and strong, skin that is pure black in color, and with purple shadow particles hovering around it like a shawl. its eyes are a vibrant shade of pinkish purple, as are its mouth, tongue, and insides. it heals fast if cut or wounded, reforming in an instant as though nothing ever happened. ender does not wear clothes. why would it? animals have no need for things like that. it, too, is an animal: predatory and vicious, ready to snap its jaws around prey stupid enough to look it directly in the eyes. any other headmates who stare into its eyes trigger an immediate response. nox becomes double the height, twice as strong, and inhumanly fast, responding based on what the other headmate it has locked eyes with is like. those who are bad get attacked immediately. when not triggered, it is still a somewhat normal height and docile, finding joy in moving and stacking toy blocks one on top of the other. just… try not to take the blocks away from it.

personality description :: silent, cold, and otherwise unapproachable by others: dusk is the definition of apathy for other lives. it judges from afar, never interacting with others on its own free will, instead choosing to sit and observe in silence. those who draw close can hear ix inhuman noises: quiet creaking and groans as though trapped in a state just after death. the only exception to this stoic silence is for those who look nox in the eyes. such searing purple can strip a person to their core and see into their past, subjecting them to nox’s judgement of their character. if nox can see bad things in that person’s past, they are deemed a possible threat that needs to be kept watch of. those who have committed a great number of crimes are considered “tainted” and needing to be disposed of. it is single minded in its relentless pursuit of those who have done wrong and will not rest until the perpetrators are caught and punished for their crimes.

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name :: forrest, fern, cedar, elowen, rowan, maple, ash, twig (nickname), acacia, river

age :: 75 to 85 (average lifespan of 200 years)

pronouns :: it/its, he/him, ey/em, di/dir (dirtself)

roles :: peacemaker, reconciler

species :: mutated enderman

gender identity :: foretidian, liminalcameraic, floragrowic

orientation :: sparkromantic / demigreyroace

source :: minecraft

aesthetic :: ravencore, goblincore, witchcore, cryptid academia

appearance description :: rowan is somewhat smaller than the other enderman, being half a foot shorter than they are. his dna has been crossed with that of a creeper through experimentation by player characters. this is why his appearance is so unique when compared to his brethren. being mutated like he is makes forest stand out among the other members of the sisasystem. his signature tell is the amount of fluff that grows over his legs and arms when he takes control. this fluff doubles as a protective barrier against magic-based attacks, making rowan the second most capable of surviving an intense fight. dir survivability is essential for dir role as a peacemaker; if di was more susceptible to violence, it would make di less effective at dir duty.

personality description :: twig is probably the sanest enderman out of all three members in the sisasystem. ey are rational and lead with eir heart and heart in tandem to help others find a way to reconcile. when not actively helping others, ash is a bundle of nerves paranoid about every little thing. it doesn’t want to hurt or scare anyone with its appearance; all it wants to do is set the persecutors or fragments that nox hunts on the right path. elowen switches in after nox has captured and detained a headmate to probe for information and suggest possible changes to their behavior to improve personal relationships. this doesn’t always work, though: some creatures may get violent, requiring acacia to have some form of self defense should things go wrong.

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name :: frost, blanche, eira, holly, venus, io, crystal, luna, lace, jay, jayce, skye

age :: 200+

pronouns :: it/its, nov/nova, lu/lun/luna/lunar/lunarself, null/nulls, mirror pronouns

roles :: emotional funnel, emotional suppressor

species :: revived enderman

gender identity :: cosmianull, moonentity, calmvoidic, lostrain, nublunic

orientation :: caligoaroace

source :: minecraft

aesthetic :: dreamy, virgo’s tears

appearance description :: skye used to be a normal enderman: ebony black, seekers of things to hoard, sensitive to sight and a loner. of course, nothing can remain pure forever. a player came after holly, trapping it in a boat and pushing it off of the end islands. it fell for days. weeks. months. all it remembers of this is being slowly eaten away, removed from existence, and the suffering… until it was brought back. after being revived and having its soul wiped clean, skye has become a pure white creature with reddened eyes. this makes it stand out among its friends and comrades. skye has the unique ability to model its form into similar states as other creatures like pigs, creepers, and even players. the only thing that sets blanche apart from a normal member of its species is the vitiligo-like white patches that appear on the limbs of any other species it takes the form of.

personality description :: io is, by all accounts, the quote unquote “core” of the trio. memories of the past before its reincarnation have been wiped from its mind, rendering io a blank slate. since coming back, it has stripped itself of all excess emotion and distributed said emotion into cedar and nox. now it is a perfect void of a creature: an emotional black hole, as it were. skye can do to others what it did to itself: strip their emotions and suppress them by holding unwanted emotions or memories inside of itself. this makes nox somewhat of a loner; in order to protect the others from these feelings, it cannot risk contact and possibly tainting them with such a burden. lace is strong enough to handle this on lun own… after all, this is a secret frost has been hiding from the others before they even existed. surely it can hide this secret a bit longer.

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[tiredassmage]

15, 21, 29, 32! tyr c; and B) what inspired you to create this character?

I said I was keeping these for patch day, and then I slept until they finished maintenance anyway. And then I further had to sit and stew on a few of them, lol. BUT ANYWAYS. There were some really fun ones in here, so thank you!

[Uncommon questions for OCs + their writers]

15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

Tyr’s genuine accent is, to steal Garza’s line, pure Dromund Kaas and it’s more than just the sound, it’s the way he often speaks. On the ‘job,’ at least. Nine is proper and trimmed, clear-cut around the edges like a soldier presents in their dress uniform - all the more razor-sharp in the rare times he’s incensed to enough anger as to raise his voice - it's incredibly rare because his anger typically manifests more like ice than fire, sharpening hissed words into quiet threats and stern glares more than explosive displays, but it has happened.

In general, Tyr doesn’t give his word lightly. He’s built a life on reading between the lines of others’ speech and is more than capable of speaking in the same quiet, roundabout ways of objectives and ideals when it comes to his work, but Tyr values his promises. When he tells someone they can rely on him, he’ll do all in his power not to disappoint. A Cipher is often acting and reacting almost simultaneously, but Tyr is almost always thinking before he lets words fly. As a Cipher, he needs information. As a leader, as a friend, he wants to make sure there’s no doubt about his commitment.

21. Why do they get up in the morning?

Tyr’s drive to keep doing, to keep taking apart bits and pieces of himself and reassembling them the way he does as both Cipher and Commander is the hope that him doing it will spare someone else the necessity and the pain. The older he’s gotten, the more of the same war in different shades he’s kept fighting, the more tired he grows of it, certainly, so it’s still perhaps relatively recently that Tyr has consciously been keeping a quiet eye on potential exit points. He grows weary of the absolute scale of it all. No one can keep striving for those kind of heights forever.

But, beneath it all, he does genuinely believe in what he’s crawling through all this muck for. He believes in people having the ability to make their choices, to lead their own lives. Idealism, in a way, has gotten him this far, and he’ll keep digging for it until his legs give out from under him and he’s unable to stagger back to even his knees in recovery if he has to.

He lives to see some kind of end. He’s not sure every morning what that ‘end’ is, or if it’s the same as the one the morning before. He’d like to hope its one where he can see Theron’s still half-asleep smile in the mirror appear over his shoulder a lot more often and with a lot less stress holding both of them back, but… that’s an ideal. And Tyr rarely has the heart to truly sugarcoat things. Obscure them in half-truths, certainly. But it’s harder to outright mask that part of his honesty.

His smaller scale reasons, then, are things like seeing that smile, being able to hold Theron’s hand. The skies over Odessen are honestly some of his favorite - it’s the closest he’s ever been to calling a physical place home. The simple joy of sitting behind flight controls. The camaraderie of sitting in the cantina banded together with some of the Alliance’s long-term personnel, listening to chatter and friendly bullshitting.

Yes, there’s a lot of pressure on his shoulders. It weighs heavy. But he’s got more of those little things to fight for these days than he’s had in… a long time.

29. Do they usually live up to their own ideals?

Keke, yes and no. And only ‘yes’ if you allow him to maintain the double standard with which he functions. Arguably links back to the last question in that Tyr deconstructs, reconstructs, and bends pieces of himself because he’s been doing it long enough and with the still somewhat-naive hope that it might spare even one other person from going through the pain. The problem with that, then, is that he’s kind of shit at enforcing his own boundaries because he’s more or less willing to shift most of them around based on the job or role he’s being expected to play.

Tyr does not take kindly to others being forced into those scenarios, however. If he has any authority in the situation, he can be almost vehement in his correction. He’ll draw attention to himself as a distraction if that makes it easier. So, bottom line, probably… not really. Not in a way that others would agree with, I imagine. Not at his core, when he genuinely pledges I will do anything for you to someone. That “anything” has incredibly few exceptions. And, even if he gets better with time and the right people around him to encourage him out of living so deep in the past and the way he’s wired himself for so long, he’d still prefer to throw himself upon the pyre first before he compromises someone else.

32. Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

Few had consistent stories to tell about Cipher Nine, even among his own crewmates. Tyr has, however, occasionally made Theron nearly choke on his caf by, rather unprompted-like and very dryly, musing that, “I’ve heard Belsavis is nice this time of year,” particularly in the thick of trying to reconcile Imperial and Republic differences in the Alliance. Theron’s threatened to punch him. Lana makes that disapproving face. You know the one. Tyr still hasn’t told Theron the exact details of what he really knows about prior operations on the planet. If Lokin’s been within earshot, he hasn’t physically shown it, but I’m sure it’s scribbled down as a concerned note somewhere to make disapproving parental faces at him at some point.

Also, rumors about Tyr’s prior musical training and experience follow him into the Alliance. Let’s just say that one night, when the drinks were flowing particularly easily, some personnel may or may not have initiated a dance-off. Aygo has been dealing with distracted troops gossiping about their Commander essentially ever-since. Lana’s sworn to secrecy, Theron might blush almost as red as his jacket if a particularly determined individual tries to wrangle the secrets out of him, and the Commander? The Commander merely smiles wryly before sipping carefully on his caf. Theron’s scowling behind him about that smug expression.

B) What inspired you to create this character?

Tyr’s "creation myth" has become my favorite joke (... or running gag? Bc this is. Genuinely how it just Happened) lately because he was very, very genuinely meant to be “just some guy.” I’d gone through probably about half of the other class stories before I finally decided one night I’d cave and see what all the Imperial Agent hype was all about, but I’d also heard it was best played last because it’s good. Went double because I have a soft spot for the spy-action flicks in my heart.

Honks clown nose, I can concur that it’s good. Couldn’t tell anybody else to practice restraint and save it for last though because obviously I’m obsessed.

Anyway, so I very consciously remember telling myself “make just some guy, some like, generic pretty-boy lookin’ ass, so he… maybe won’t consume your entire existence.” Like a fuckin’ clown. And then I gave him gray eyes. Like an absolute buffoon. I was doomed from the start. And Tyr came together relatively… as the story unfolded with him. I’d say I found his morals, despite his loyalty first - or relatively early at least, so I had to ask what had created that in someone who’d grown up in the heart of the Empire? That led me into his somewhat rocky relationship with his family and how, in a sense, he was a bit of an outcast among them, so he found his place outside of their path, outside of the sharp gaze of his mother, that both exposed him to some of the more shadowed elements of the Empire when he was still young and played into his dedication to the work later. Tyr is a product of his training more than Imperial science projects, which I think ultimately plays into how Nine is seen as an unpredictable and almost rogue element that can’t be controlled. There’s still an edge of human to the operative - the kind of independent decision-maker Keeper admired and wished to maintain in a field agent, but exactly the kind of agent that was quick-witted enough to become self-aware of the precarious line he walked between duty and scorning their would-be masters.

Anyway, I guess the more, like, deep story to his creation is his name and that is also mostly a series of accidents. I wasn’t really in the throes of a Dragon Age phase iirc, but it was on my mind, and I liked the sound of ‘Teyrn,’ which in short for the non-Dragon Age among us (hilariously, I’m not the biggest DA person either to be explaining this) is a nobility title. And the rest is just kind of, again, a series of happy accidents until I had a name that was fun to say to my little monkey brain. Which ultimately gave us ‘Tyr’ from a longer in-game keysmash lookin’ bastard because, eventually, he consumed my soul and I decided I’d be obnoxious on the blorbo website about it. So, he needed like. An actually decent name.

And, topically, I think I yolo’ed the shit out of not knowing his full name until, like, the Alliance era. Because suddenly, I was dealing with characters that had no reason to call him ‘Nine’ and more understandable reasons to actually know his name. ‘Deckard’ I think I pulled together from… influence from a spy-esque character in a movie that came out a few years ago. Don’t embarrass me if I admit it might have been one of the Fast & Furious titles, okay? I don’t remember for sure. So, uh… I suppose, in short, a series of happy accidents, lmao. ‘Tyr’ also having such vague mythological ties as it may is another one of the happy accidents, though possibly something my subconscious influenced when I settled that that was his full first name. Either way, the uncertainty around the mythological figure played well with the role of a Cipher to my monkey brain - perhaps particularly with Nine’s nebulous legacy as the last survivor of Imperial Intelligence, both their pride and, perhaps, part of their downfall.

[shychick-52]

Character ask game! To spice things up a bit, Mads? with 1, 2, 12, 15, 18, 29 and 30?

Awesome!! You know I love Mads!! :D LONG POST AHEAD.

My first impression of them

Ok, for the sake of simplicity, I'm going to go with canon Mads instead of your 2017 version (even tho 'The Mad Ducktor Thingie' was one of my first introductions to the character through fanfiction, but I didn't really know who the character was until I actually read the comics via scanlations- that helped me to appreciate and enjoy your version even more).

I read the comics with Mads in order all in one sitting (you'd linked me to the scanlations), starting with 'Friendly Threat' shortly after I began reading MDT. And I was absolutely intrigued!! He was the most dramatic/theatrical, flamboyant, queer-coded, insane character I ever had the pleasure of knowing (and I immediately connected him to your version- while acknowledging the distinction, ofc- which only increased my delight of those exact same traits and quirks in your Mads)!! His outlandish outfit, his hair, his dialogue, his movements/poses/body language, his creative variety of expressions (all which vary so much from panel to panel, and it's so creative)... he's just so INSANE, so much fun, and you can tell the artists and writers had an absolute blast with him. Something you've affectionately said a few times about him is "WHY IS HE LIKE THIS?" and I believe that's the very thing to perfectly sum him up! XD

From the very first panel I saw of the Mad Ducktor, the first voice I heard was Vincent Price, and I can't unhear it! It just suits his dramatic, queer-coded self!

When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like)

His next appearance 'The Return of Mad Ducktor'! This was the one that REALLY established his zany personality, which is appropriate because he got his own body by then. And it was the first comic to hint that his ulterior motives for holding Gyro prisoner were not only to have him out of the way while he carried out his vengeance against Duck Avenger and Scrooge for his defeat when he still was part of Gyro, but vengeance on Gyro's behalf (because that's how the Mad Ducktor was originally born- from purely negative emotions buried deep in Gyro from Scrooge overworking him with no pay, which exploded in this desire for revenge against everyone who wronged or took advantage of Gyro, and it was established in 'Return of Mad Ducktor' that even Duck Avenger was just as guilty as Scrooge of not paying Gyro for his services and for calling on him at any hour that was convenient for him). Even tho he now had his own body, gaining Gyro respect was still Mads' goal, and he knew Gyro was too much of a naïve goody-goody to appreciate or understand that he was trying to make his life better (tho he probably hoped Gyro would understand that in due time), so he'd capture him in each comic to have him temporarily out of the way for his own good.

And it was the first comic to explore the complex relationship between them. The first to imply that even though he kidnapped him and gloated about his vengeance plans and mocked him and implied that he was his weaker half, he still cared about him because he was still set on gaining him the respect he deserved from others. It was literally the only way he knew how to show him he cared, because he was born from those negative emotions and those are all he knows (and in other comics, maybe 'Protocol' I think, he says something about how he's not capable of affection- even though he doesn't consciously recognize that getting revenge for Gyro is how he expresses that for him- and that only once his revenge is finished will he know true joy).

Sexuality hc!

Gay and trans (argh, I realized I forgot to list 2017 Gyro as trans in your ask about him; I'll have to go edit that).

Worst storyline they had

'Paperinik and Nik Paper Vs. the Mad Ducktor'. WTF WAS THAT HOT MESS? The artwork, the dialogue (Gyro called him an ignorant slut, WHAT??), and everyone so out-of-character... ARGH.

How do you think they were as a kid? (Like, were they shy, noisy, wild, etc)

You know you're asking what Gyro was like as a kid, right? XD Gyro was a little on the shy side, a bit of an introvert, and the odd one out among other kids for his interest in science and inventing for being so intelligent, but he was full of curiosity and a desire to make the world a better place with his inventions (tho they didn't always go to plan, which made him a laughingstock among the kids), but his dad Fulton was always super encouraging; I can see him wanting to follow in the Gearloose family tradition of being a great inventor!

How do you think they would be as a parent? (and if they are a parent, how do you think they would be if they weren't?)

He'd definitely let his kid do whatever the hell they wanted with no limits or rules, and would encourage them- nay, raise them- to be bad. They'd bond by committing crimes and causing chaos together. :D With other kids that weren't his own, I can see him having a soft spot for kids instead of tormenting them, with a particular soft spot for the underdog-types like Gyro; he'd encourage them to get revenge if they were being bullied, and would even help them do so!

The funniest scene they had?

SO MANY CONTENDERS, AUGH. XD

Buuut...

From 'Friendly Threat'. No dialogue. His expression and frenzied button-smashing says it all. XD WTF is he on??

[gloopytits-chaosmod]

If people are more interested in neco posting than whatever you're talking about that's your L. Say more interesting things.

Coming up with accusations and stereotypes about neco posters and their intentions is just sad. People having fun shouldn't upset you. Not being allowed to use a public forum as a private group chat for your friends is not people having fun " at your expense".

Sure you can be annoyed, that's valid and unavoidable for certain personality matrixes, but you do choose how you respond. Lashing out against neco posters and accusing people of building their entire personality around annoying you is just dumb, wishing for their deaths is downright pathetic.

If it smells like shit everywhere check your sole. If everywhere you go you're overwhelmed by people who don't seem to want to take you seriously to the point where there's a conspiracy in your head that _certain people_ are targeting you, where _certain people_ have created an image of pure banality and ill intent in your head, where everyone who associated with funny cat *has* to be a certain type of person with a certain agenda, maybe you just bring the wrong vibe into the wrong places and demand respect you'll never get?

You can leave the internet at any point. You have no right to get pissed at people having fun in their own way.

"Waah they're annoying" Dear strawperson, you have the entire rest of everything that exists, why do you insist staying somewhere you're annoyed? Why do you insist on staying and then lashing out on people's whose only crime is finding joy where you only found dirt? I think it points towards ego, it always does, the ego of someone who puts themselves above other people and therefore sees no issue with telling someone to leave a public forum or risk being insulted over an inoffensive act.

"Of course they ought to leave" thinks the straw person, "they're below me in the social rank of things and they're annoying me! They have no right to stay, the thing they like is annoying and stupid, and I don't like it, so I must be less annoying and stupid, meaning I have the right to stay! Because I'm not annoying and stupid! "

Don't argue for acceptance of people unable to read a room, learn to shut up. Not everything is an excuse to insult people. When you lash out on random people you're just being an ass. Save your energy for the people worth fighting.

Group culture in general in online chats is such a mess. It's never friendships, it's cliques of people with similar needs. The terrible community of you will. They exist to protect each other's ego. Members of the clique can't say anything about each other's behaviour, even if it's warranted. They're not friends so the feedback would be interpreted as hostile and antagonistic. This is sociality in a medium where nobody trusts or can see each other.

This is where I will drift off topic

Fame stirs the pot further: if a clique member gains any online notoriety they suddenly wield power in group chats they aren't even part of, the clique enforcing their passive will at the expense of free discourse. The notorious ego is double as fragile because it's double as shallow: there's nothing *to* having a following, it's a collectively enforced illusion by those who want the following to exist. The effects are all psychological, ie subjective and unreliable, but so is the group chat, so abstract concepts of intellectual relevancy, permitted speech, moral character, etc. all respond to the notoriety like in laws calling a lotto winner.

What lies at the center of fame is the discrepancy between what you are and what's presented. Famous people are no less capable of being assholes than anyone else. They're flawed, simple, lovable but foolish people like you and me. However, in the dynamic of notoriety there is a want from those that create the notoriety to continually grow and create a uberhuman likeness to rally behind, as the validation from the society that says their Champion is worthy reflects back to the followers, who themselves become worthy by association, where they can forget their suffering individuality and lose themselves for a moment in bliss, at the price of subservience.

There might not be any grand ideological implications of this arrangement, the consequences are mostly local and personal. However, it's exactly in this grey zone between pointless and meaningful that precarious power, power for by people with no power, who do nothing and live through their betters, becomes incredibly hostile to individuals who don't believe, agree with or opposed charismacraties.

The power of these individuals is to moderate speech in places they aren't even participating. They can define narrative and the architecture of possible action/thought through loudest consensus and through their notoriety and always-present goons discourages scrutiny and discussion of anything the Notorious might not want to see talked about.

This is parallel to the way society deals with language in general, making language a prison of complicity by limiting *how* people can perceive and discuss their servitude, but the consequences are immediate and serves the ego of one person and not the society-creation process filled with people who at least pretend to themselves they're trying their best. The consequence is Synopticon, common policing through norms and unspoken gut feelings, all for (the) one.

The terrible community! Here's what I think is going on: With the ongoing loss of people's ability to just exist in the moment as self awareness of the schizophrenic nature of our society grows and the citizens dread to be alone with their thoughts, an anxiety arises whenever free time is applied. Even socialising online is not safe from productivity, that kind vessel that shapes action and thought and provides a meek defense against the insanity, the anxiety pushes the user to maximise their social time by forming in groups wherever they can. The Spectacle of the friend group demands litanies as the prospect of befriending someone you've never met is incredibly difficult. The productivity meets the second dancer in this Tango.

Exclusivity is the name of the game. With an in comes an out and exclusivity is the currency that online friend groups exchange through every relation and interaction. The value of an interaction is given by the lack of people you don't like being able to access it. The relation is safe, moreover, it's inscrutable. Yes, we're indeed seeing something unprecedented: with the schizophrenia in which we wallow becoming our shared culture we now see those who use this fluidity to morph truths that create in groups built around notorious individuals, the love of the notorious, and the agreement that the reality between the members is one of mutual respect and trust even though no sane reason for this trust and no traits demanding respect are shown. It's moldable. What deserves respect and what builds trust is signing away the right to disagree.

Every decently sized community has 20 offshoots comprised of different people being left out. Why? Maybe it's because interacting with people you don't like is seen on as unproductive socialisation so we're pushed to find smaller in groups to only have decent times that distract us from the horrible slog of day to day life. The creation of spaces where policy is total complicity with the reward being everybody promises to never step on your toes does not seem like a positive one, if anything it's just another day of The Left in Retreat.

[ridleymocki]

So I finally watched Netflix’s Persuasion and yes, I pretty much hated it, but not for the reason you’d expect. My Austen-loving friend and I set aside a whole night for this. We watched three films as follows:

Appetizer: Persuasion (2007) with Sally Hawkins and Rupert Penry-Jones

Main course: Persuasion (2022) on Netflix with Dakota Johnson and Cosmo Jarvis

Palate cleanser: Emma (2020) with Anya Taylor-Joy and Johnny Flynn

Watching things in this order really threw some things into relief. Now, obviously as an adaptation Persuasion 2022 is inaccurate in ways people have already explained. There are significant disparities between the film and the source text (Anne’s a wine lush now?). There are also egregious anachronisms in costuming, hair, and makeup (through pure oversight the side characters end up being the most historically accurate). But, that aside, in my writerly opinion this isn’t even a competent stand alone film. You know the whole rule of “show don’t tell”? This film is fundamentally incapable of following that rule. Everything its told -- verbally, explicitly, almost condescendingly -- to the audience.

There seems to be a fundamental lack of trust in the audience, and our ability to interpret visual cues like facial expressions and tone of voice. There literally is nothing in this film that is conveyed subtly on good faith that people will understand what’s going on.

This is a faith that Austen herself and previous adaptations had in abundance. A key theme in much of Austen’s work is that because of social mores and the rules of propriety, people couldn’t just say what they meant, but had to obfuscate and convey intention through subtlety like double-speak, tone, facial expressions, etcetera. Think Darcy helping Elisabeth into the carriage in Pride & Prejudice (2005). Emma (2020) also does this particularly well; a good example is when Mr Martin runs after Harriet to advise that the road is flooded and she should take another route - meanwhile their facial expressions are full of an aching longing and pain, and while he’s talking about roads he’s really saying I still care for you even though you rejected me. And the Sally Hawkins Persuasion (2007) spares no amount of film in showing longing, yearning looks between characters, while Hawkins does something I would call ‘lung-acting’ where she conveys emotion merely by how she struggles to take a breath.

Netflix’s Persuasion wouldn’t know subtlety if it hit it over the head. The writers, for example, presume that we need not only the image of Anne crying in the bathtub to understand that she is sad and anguished, but that for proper comprehension we also need Anne telling us directly how awfully terribly sad she is (and this is one of the better parts of narration she has).

The choice to have Anne talk directly to camera, in some misguided attempt to replicate the charm of Fleabag, means that Johnson spends much of her dialogue in pure exposition which is neither interesting nor necessary. Plot points that could be made obvious from making the characters actually, you know, interact are substituted with sweeping faux-prophetic explanations of Anne’s relationship to others from her own mouth.

Moreover, other characters make a particular point to express how wonderful Anne is, verbally and very on-the-nose. I can’t direct-quote because I can’t bring myself to watch it again, but Louisa, Mr Harville, Mr Elliot and others all verbally extol Anne’s virtues in a rather heavy-handed attempt to convince the audience that Anne is really, truly, a very good and clever woman. But the thing is, you don’t need that if your character is behaving in a way consistent with those aforementioned virtues. Because then we can just see it. Show, don’t tell. And fundamentally, Johnson’s Anne Elliot does not behave consistent to how others describe her.

In the 2007 adaptation with Sally Hawkins, we as the audience see her exhibit deeply capable and compassionate behaviour, so that when characters later on sparingly praise these characteristics in her, the audience already agrees with it from the evidence of our own eyes. By contrast, the Netflix adaptation alters some fundamental points at which we see these virtues displayed.

When Little Charles falls from the tree, this is how it plays out in the book: “ Anne had every thing to do at once; the apothecary to send for, the father to have pursued and informed, the mother to support and keep from hysterics, the servants to control, the youngest child to banish, and the poor suffering one to attend and soothe; besides sending, as soon as she recollected it, proper notice to the other house, which brought her an accession rather of frightened, enquiring companions, than of very useful assistants.”

Ron Bass and Alice Winslow (the writers of the script for the Netflix adaptation) have Johnson’s Anne peace-keepingly agree to miss the party and watch over the boy purely to diffuse Mary’s complaining. Then, she gets drunk on a windowseat overlooking the party, presumably while the child himself is asleep downstairs. She opens the window and yells out to Wentworth, ducking down below the window when he hears and looks over. She accidentally knocks over a gravy boat in her inebriated stumbling and the gravy drips onto her head where she sits hiding on the floor.

This disparity between book and film is not just a quibble about wanting the source material accurately honoured. It is a problem because through making this change to the plot the narrative loses the characterisation of Anne that it fundamentally needed in order to be coherent. The audience requires scenes of her deftly handling the crisis with little Charles’ fall in order to validate Anne’s characterisation as capable, good in a crisis, level-headed, and strong. We need to see that this is the case, not merely be told it is so.

For another example, the case of Anne and Mrs Smith is treated thusly in the book (skip to tl;dr if you cbf): “ Anne had gone unhappy to school... and Miss Hamilton... had been useful and good to her in a way which had  considerably lessened her misery, and could never be remembered with indifference... ”

And also: “She was a widow and poor.  Her husband had been extravagant; and at his death, about two years before, had left his affairs dreadfully involved.  She had had difficulties of every sort to contend with, and in addition to these distresses had been afflicted with a severe rheumatic fever, which, finally settling in her legs, had made her for the present a cripple.  She had come to Bath on that account, and was now in lodgings near the hot baths, living in a very humble way, unable even to afford herself the comfort of a servant, and of course almost excluded from society. Their mutual friend answered for the satisfaction which a visit from Miss Elliot would give Mrs. Smith, and Anne therefore lost no time in going.  She mentioned nothing of what she had heard, or what she intended, at home.  It would excite no proper interest there.”

and: “ Anne found in Mrs. Smith the good sense and agreeable manners which she had almost ventured to depend on, and a disposition to converse and be cheerful beyond her expectation.  Neither the dissipations of the past--and she had lived very much in the world--nor the restrictions of the present, neither sickness nor sorrow seemed to have closed her heart or ruined her spirits.”

Tl;dr: Mrs Smith is Anne’s old school friend who is widowed and poorly. Despite being of significantly higher social status than Mrs Smith, Anne goes to visit her in Bath on the pretense it will raise Mrs Smith’s spirits and doesn’t tell her family about it. Anne rekindles an affectionate friendship with her, even admiring her for her optimism.

But... Mrs Smith is erased from the Netflix version.

Again, this is not a quibble about accuracy, it’s about whether the text can actually function coherently.

In losing Mrs Smith, we lose everything that this friendship contributes to the text. We lose the understanding that Anne values the qualities of other people’s characters over their social status or wealth (particularly when we contrast her like for Mrs Smith with her dislike for Lady Dalrymple). We lose that insight that she has this mentality contrary to the values of the rest of her family who are insufferably social-climby -- i.e.: unlike them, Anne’s not a snob. To wit, we lose the evidence that Anne’s rejection of Wentworth eight years ago was definitely not for classist reasons, as here she is having a social connection to a poor and disabled widow without a care for their class difference. We also lose the second example (along with Wentworth) of how Anne’s affection for someone can be long-running and endure many years without contact, and thereby, how in this respect her character is constant and loyal despite the logical conclusion from her mistake eight years ago and Wentworth’s suppositions.

We as the audience not only need these things, the other characters need it, too, in order to judge Anne’s character as highly and praisingly as they do. The showing of these qualities in her through her actions legitimises all the conclusions other characters make about her, and helps those characters and the audience both to comprehend how and why the plot plays out as it does, with Anne and Wentworth’s eventual reconciliation.

The absence of this observational evidence from the Netflix adaptation means that the other character’s insistence on Anne’s virtuousness is compensatory. It aims to do what the movie visually and narratively has not provided. I can only presume that the writers realised they were writing-out these character-building moments in favour of snappiness and comedic scenes, and sought to reinstate Anne’s integral characteristics through dialogue.

But, it doesn’t work.

We end up with characters doing one thing and saying another. And I as an audience member felt particularly patronised for having all the authorial intentions spelled out to me.

And so, even if I put some mental blinkers on and pretend the source material doesn’t exist. Even if I pretend the anachronisms in the worldbuilding, dialogue, costuming and plot are deliberate and considered a-la Bridgerton. Even if I try to the see the merits of the film for themselves (I thought Cosmo Jarvis was quite good and wish he was in a better version, and Mia McKenna-Bruce was kind of delightful as Mary in a way Mary never is). Even with all that, the Netflix version is not a functional text. And it’s not bad because of any of those other reasons, it’s bad because of that. It’s badly written. It condescends its audience. And the facts of the events don’t match the testimony of the characters. It just, makes no sense.

[poisonousroxstar]

Imagine:

For Platonic Yandere Bayonetta

Plot summary: Bayonetta being a platonic yandere, and how she'd fare should you perish.

This Contains: Overbearing behaviour, angst, character death (receiving). Possibly OOC

Note: you're probably wondering why I haven't posted for a long time! Well, truth be told, I've been... Lazy. But! I've been trying to get back into the swing of things, get back into writing. Here's some headcanons for Bayonetta! To tide youse over until I post again. Tbh, this was going to be shorter but.... I ended up making it longer and sadder then needed. So yeh, enjoy~

She will protect you with her life, that is a given. You mean the world to her, for you are her little one.

Whether you were born from her or simply a child she found later on, Bayonetta would feel no different about loving, caring, and raising you as her own.

Will tease you, I'm sorry. She just likes pushing your buttons a little. But it's nothing severe, and she just adores when you laugh or giggle at her antics.

Never have any doubts about yourself, little one. Mother Bayonetta is your absolute wingwoman. You're perfect, and should never be ashamed of yourself.

Will encourage you to flaunt your natural beauty. After all, you are the child of the famed witch, shake what your mother gave you!

Should you have the spiritual energy required for it, Bayonetta would train you like an Umbran Witch, making you especially efficient in the Bullet Arts. Despite her confidence, she knows she can't always protect you, so it's better you learn how to defend yourself as well.

Should you not, then Bayonetta will be extremely protective of you. Will not want you leaving her side much at all, especially when the threat of angles are always around the corner. She can't afford anything to happen to you. She won't let anything happen you, she swears it.

If you were alive during the Witch Hunts, then Bayonetta (or Cereza) would absolutely refuse to leave you be. Even if you're a capable witch yourself, she won't leave you for even a second. You, Bayo, and Jeanne will be going together to find Rosa. No exceptions.

If you died during that time, Bayonetta would be heartbroken. Her darling, little one, just... Killed. Like some animal. She wouldn't be the same, not after losing her brightest joy in the world, and that added onto her mother's death will push Bayonetta over the edge. She'd simply give up, unable to fight anymore. All her confidence, all that self-reassurance, gone with the winds - just like you.

She can't even say you're in a better place now, as it's extremely likely you're wandering the depths of inferno, forever. And that thought alone will crush her even more. She had failed you.

Even in the future, where all her memories are forgotten, Bayonetta still feels empty inside. There's this subtle sense of sadness in her, something no one, not even herself, can tell why. She can feel the ghost of your memories in her heart and yet, she can't exactly recall who you are.

In this scenario, Bayonetta's assault against the angles are just that much more brutal and ferocious. It's abnormal for her to express her anger in such an overt way, there's barely any teasing or flirtatious remarks. Just pure slaughter.

When she does remember who you are, she will allow that confident walls of hers to crumble down in the dirt. Bayonetta is a woman who keeps her negative emotions in the back of her head and yet, with you, she can't help but let her grief overcome her. It's at that one moment she will feel all the more hopeless. What is the point of this battle, if she won't ever see you again? Her little one is gone forever..

But she can't give up. No, she can't. Your death would be for nothing if she did. She's pushed into a fury powered by your death, Rosa's death, and that of the Umbra clan. She will avenge you, she will. Bayonetta will not fail you again.

Baldur and Jubileus' defeat is especially gruesome.

There will always be a hole in Bayonetta's heart. She could move past the near-eradication of the Umbra clan, she can move past the death of her mother, but she cannot leave your death behind her. That is something that will always haunt her.

Bayonetta will carry you with her always and forevermore. You will always be in her heart, that precious smile and adorable memories permanently engrained. There will be days where having your memory with her will be maddening, causing her raw nature of confidence to falter at the seams. But not once would she trade them away. Always and forever, Bayonetta will keep your memory alive within her.

Her little one, forever in her broken heart.

[lunaekalenda]

j, l, w for jjk boys (or if only taking singular character questions then nanami) please😇

suree thanks for requesting!!

nanami, gojo, megumi, yuuji, geto, toge,

J -> Jealousy: Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Nanami -> doesn't get really really jealous, but maybe a little. he would be extra touchy with you, hands on your lower back and hands tangled just to make sure you're not gonna leave him. just in case.

Gojo -> not jealous, but a drama king. loves to make drama, even if he isn't even a bit jealous. just stopping in the middle of the shop and saying "You got lost on their eyes, you don't look at me like that anymore." while you buy him a coffee and talk with the dependant is probably one of the things he's most proud of.

Megumi -> gets a little jealous, but won't admit it. he'll just relax and convince himself it was nothing, and he'll just keep going as if nothing happened. boy auto-convenciment power skills are high.

Yuuji -> gets a little jealous and gets extra clingy. he just wants attention, and your attention. he'll ask for kisses, hugs, holding hands and taking pics. you know exactly the moment he gets jealous just of how his hand searches yours, quietly but fast.

Geto -> why would he get jealous? he knows you're deeply in love with him as he is with you. also, adult geto lowkey thinks it's impossible to find someone to dump him for.

Toge -> he'll pout a little under his jacket neck, but fastly recover when you smile at him again, because he knows that smile appeara only for him.

L -> Love Confession: How would they confess to their s/o?

Nanami -> simply, directly and probably with a letter where you can mark your decision.

Gojo -> the loudest way he can. flowers, music, yelling at you on a train station or leaving you a note at work. he wants to mane sure you know his feelings are no joke if he was capable of doing all those things just to confess.

Megumi -> blushed and direct. he wants your answer as soon as possible to end his suffering. and his shyness.

Yuuji -> blushed, probably fast, probably mixing words and getting all nervous. the cutest.

Geto -> just a quick "i like you" when he accompanies you home after uni or work. leaving with hands on his pockets and a side smile, winking an eye at you.

Toge -> he'll just say "salmon", get shy and write it down on a paper with trembling letter and a cute blushed face drawn.

W -> Wild Card: Random fluff headcanon.

Nanami -> if you fall asleep on top of him, he won't move, and he doesn't care if he has to stay in the most incomfortable position for hours. he'll let you sleep and he'll keep caressing your hair until you wake up.

Gojo -> acts all goofy, but reminds you every single day how much you mean to him, on a serious way. text messages, calls, pillow talks or notes are his ways to remember you how much he loves you.

Megumi -> he was so nervous to kiss you for the first time that he has almost forgot how it was. luckily, you took him to the same place, same clothes and same hour, to recreate it, so he won't forget.

Yuuji -> talks a lot about things he likes and gets all shy when he realizes how much he has been talking. but when you tell him to continue, his eyes shine with pure joy as he keeps telling you all the things that he loves.

Geto -> admires you doing whatever you're doing, always with a soft smile on his lips as he thinks what did he do to deserve someone so good for him.

Toge -> he likes to prepare picnics and enjoy the good days outside with you, resting his head on your legs as your hands shyly trace his cheek tattoos.

[myezblog]

Pete

I will come back with a detailed post on Pete, but just want to put this out there..

@Anon  ... got your ASK. Will come back with a proper reply.

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Pete not flinching during the Hannibal scene, in my opinion, is a scene to show his character’s strength. I , unlike others, do not have the opinion that this is about Pete’s “dark” tendencies.

You need to understand! Vegas is not a pseudo misunderstood guy being seen as villain. He is truly fked up. He is scary, he is manipulative, he can kill in cold blood. He is pure Venom.

By showing that Pete does not flinch while literally everyone does, the director is showing the audience how Pete, and only Pete, is capable of looking at Vegas in the eye and not judge.

Pete is not the only one who was willing to, but also who can actually MANAGE to despite all these cruel things that Vegas does. Pete is always calm, and always assesses situations and consider contexts. Fairly well sorted if you ask me. He knows, Vegas was doing this for a purpose and he understands. This is their line of business. It is afterall a Mafia series, even if all of them behave as kindergartners!

Vegas shows a heinous side to both drama characters and to us as audience. Who did not flinch at that blood bathed raincoat?! But Pete keeps looking at Vegas, straight in the eye. He just watched everything happen as neutral observer, but then he saw what he was not expecting. He saw the joy on Vegas’ face, and hence his little expression towards the end. He sees Vegas in more ways and layers than anyone else, even more than what he has heard from kinn and Tankhun (and both of them know to what length Vegas can go to irk Kinn)

Let me also tell you that Vegas registered this incident. Vegas started off by asking them to leave the room because they won’t be able to stomach it. Clearly, this is not his first time. However, every time other people have been scared of his means. Do you think he didn’t make a note of this gesture that Pete kept looking at him right in the eye.

Director would choose to ignore this only for a random reason. Vegas is also irritated with Pete, because he realizes that Pete senses his layers, his fake personality. During the heinous act, when for a brief second vegas gave away and gloated, Pete saw him and those eyes were interesting (like they know but don’t strongly judge)

Sometimes, no expressions can also be very powerful. Vegas ain’t the male lead whose candy love can care for him and sympathize with him TO CHANGE HIM.. you have to accept him for who he is.. and he will change willingly for you

I have so so many thoughts on Pete, and on PeteX Vegas.. and other characters. This was such a solid episode

[yandere-sins]

Everyone always talk about "daddy" or stuff but! What about Cute Man....? Not a kid ofc. But like a man who's cute and look so innocent you see, hate me all you want but I always see daddy man or CEO man and stuff but what about cute man...?

Imagined you have a cute guy all over you looking so cute and innocent, and then behind that pure look they kill a bunch of a guy to be with you.

What happen to the guy who harassed you?

What happen to the girl who bully you?

What happen to the toxic people who try to harm you?

They...they disappear...?

Don't worry! Your little yandere will comfort you! Just..make sure you don't fell for another guy okay!

Oh man...just thinking about cute guy make me auvdidbdifbdkdike

Oh, that’s not as uncommon as you think, actually! I think it really depends on the personality, but I’ve seen a lot of these types of yandere! Especially younger, cuter boys are often displayed as innocent with another side which can be brutal/mad/aggressive/etc. I think you gotta look out for those kinds of characters if you want the sweet yandere type that murders in cold blood behind their darling’s back, only to pretend to not even be capable of such deeds in front of them. Here’s an idea I see them often used in:

There’s always a chance that your sweet friend from school/your younger brother/childhood friend always gets a little mean when you two are being interrupted by something; telling the other person they are annoying and bothering you two, and it does make you a little uncomfortable to see him get so worked up about it. You try to talk about it with him, but he always has an excuse, a bad day, or just bad vibes from the other person, and you let it slide, especially when he looks at you like a scolded puppy. You’ve known him for so long, this is not a dealbreaker for you.

After all, he’s been building his relationship for years with you. He is gentle and caring, looks after your needs as if they were his own. You two share funny days, as well as sad ones, and he stood up for you when you couldn’t and vice versa. If anyone asked you, you would swear your yan has not one bad bone in his body because you never met anyone as sincere and loving as he is. You just know he would climb a tree to save a cat and get all giggle and shy when you tickle him. And it’s not just him who wants to be closer to you; you do as well to him. There’s no way that one bad reaction could destroy the solid ground that your relationship is built on, and he’s too adorable and innocent to really stay mad at him for too long as well. He also comes back with sincere apologies quickly if he angered you, and when someone is genuinely this dedicated, you can’t really bring it over you to not forgive him.

However, you only react this way because you don’t know your yan climbs into other people’s houses at night to break their fingers for messing up this very trivial conversation you two had. Silencing them with threats to their and their family’s lives if they say even one word about what happened that night. When you try to ask this person what they needed from you the following day, it does strike you as weird that they practically run from you with tears in their eyes, but just seconds later, your yandere catches up to you, hugging you and asking you to hang out that day, glaring daggers at the interrupter’s back as they hurry away. But again, you shrug it off as weird, happy to see your yandere after that experience.

It’s just his curiosity that you are always asked about who you were talking with, who’s texting, and what’s making you laugh. And having someone who always listens to you and shares your joy and misery really puts you in such a comfortable relationship with him that you wouldn’t want to miss. He’s taking you everywhere you could want to, especially if you hinted at going there with someone else, and he makes sure to text you reminders and affirmations every day, making you feel really loved and appreciated.

Unlike the other people who are getting pretty mad at you for what your yan is doing behind your back. It’s a slow, subtle movement that drags you into the resentment of others. At first, it was just nasty stares, then comments whispered loud enough so you’d hear them. They really make you feel unwelcome and excluded. Some people seem to think that your relationship is really weird and ask you if you’re sure everything is okay since your yan keeps approaching them and telling them off for talking or even just looking at you. Before that, you never noticed, but now you begin to see the icy looks he’s throwing around and the tension that rises whenever you aren’t giving your attention to him, and it is indeed strange.

The next day, those peers who let you know something was off don’t show up to classes.

Neither the day after nor the rest of the week. Eventually, you’re notified that their bodies have been found, and you are stunned. It’s just a coincidence, right? You tell your yan about this, trying to leave out details that would just sound like you’re accusing him of something, but he gets all gloomy, and the mood sours very quickly, so you awkwardly drop the topic. When he tells you, “You know I love you lots, right?” you smile and nod, and the sunshine returns to his face, everything seemingly okay.

But it isn’t okay. Your class numbers keep dropping, investigations are started. People just keep disappearing... dying... and most of the time when the police ask you, you gulp, realizing you were one of the last few that talked to them. It scares you, since obviously something is wrong, and now, more than ever, you are happy to have your yan by your side, reassuring you, hugging you, accompanying you to the funerals of people you hung out with before, and those that haven’t been treating you the nicest as of late because of your relationship with your yan. He always reassures you that you never have anything to worry about, and then they just vanish from your life as if it was karma.

He is not subtle about his doings either, but clever enough to hide pieces of evidence and never let himself or you become a suspect in the crimes either. Sometimes when his victims are just onlookers while you are being bullied, he’ll give them a fake suicide or an ‘accident’, but he’s much less pleasant to anyone that puts ideas in your head that he doesn’t want there, venting all his anger on those poor souls that tried to help you and only you. Bullies get the worst treatment, but at least they get to just die while those that meant well are being tortured for days before he finishes them off for their ‘wrong’ accusations against him. Your yan takes these things very much to heart since he’s sensible after all.

You’re even more reliant on your yan now for emotional support as you get scared, wondering if you’ll be next on this apparent killing spree happening. So you ask him to stay over more often, even overnight. Until one night, you wake up, feeling a presence hover over you, and you want to scream until you recognize the person as your yan. So you don’t dare to open your eyes as you listen to his heavy breaths, feel his touch on your skin, and hear him take deep breaths with his nose buried in your hair. Alongside soft squeals, there are confessions over confessions, making your blood run cold. He talks about how much he loves you, how he just went out to kill another of those pesky bastards surrounding you. How he does it all for you and that no one deserves to even look at you.

It’s... hard. You listen as the person you trusted the most, who never did anything but be the most precious of souls around you, confesses killing, torturing, and stalking other people, ruining their lives! And the worst thing is how he justifies it: With you! It’s as if he’s saying it’s all your fault!

For the rest of the night, you’re shaking too much to fall asleep, listening silently as he showers, and considering running before he can get back into his bed. Saying, “I love you,” one last time while caressing your cheek before he goes to sleep. All night long, you think about what to do, who to tell. When you finally slip from his proximity the next day, you run as if it was your life on the line, forcing anyone who listens to call the police immediately. More statements are taken, and when they bring your yan in for questioning, he rushes to your side, asking if everything is okay, if something happened to you, whining that he couldn’t find you all day! But the police simply take him away as you get visibly sick around him, and he leaves you with so much worry and concern in his expression you almost feel like you did something wrong.

The next and, presumably last time for a while, that you see him is when he is led out of the interrogation in handcuffs. You lock eyes, and you see your best friend, the person you trusted and loved, get teary-eyed, telling you everything will be fine and he’ll be back soon. That he loves you, and you don’t need to be afraid. Nothing will happen to you while he’s gone. He made sure of it. But somehow... you feel like you are awake now. You can see through this masquerade he has been putting on for who knows how long, and he... sees that you know in your eyes.

Immediately, he’s up in the air, throwing himself against the policeman trying to get to you, to your side. Make things right. More of the police trying to tackle him down as he tries to get to you. That once sweet, angelic face is now shrouded in anger and hatred. Many accusations and nasty comments are being shot at you when you don’t come to him as he pleads and begs you to, but luckily they don’t let him get close to you either. Finally, you see his mask break into a million pieces, the ugly truth of his personality, and the manipulation you went through, making you believe he was caring and sweet while really, he is simply vile and disgusting. The last thing you hear is, “I did it for you!” before he is finally apprehended and dragged away. You can already imagine the amount of money you will have to spend on therapy getting over this guy.

It’s far from over, however. After all, he managed to manipulate you all these years. If you ever see him again, will you really be able to escape these angel eyes and the feeling of comfort he always gave you? And even if you do, will the attorneys? The judge? Or will he be able to trick them as well, standing on your doorstep the very evening of his own’ not guilty’ verdict, a free man once again, grinning and overjoyed to see you again?

[necros-writing-stuff]

How would remy, wren, Bailey, Leighton, Eden and Avery react in a scenario where theyre the protective (read, yandere) father and they find their daughter sneaking around with some boy?

Feel free to add Sirris and Morgan or whoever else >v>

I won't do Wren/Sirris in this one (can't write their characters confidently) or Remy (simply hate his guts), but the rest I certainly can. I'll try out Wren and Sirris later, though.

Warnings for implied/overt incest and non-con mentions, as well as some violence. Leighton is Leighton, Morgan is Morgan, Eden do be Eden, Bailey is indeed Bailey, Avery- you get the point. They're nasty.

Avery: Avery knows plenty of shady people. Knows people who can hack things and find blackmail. He'd likely hire someone to scare off every person who ever gets close to you via incriminating them. You want to stay out of jail or avoid lawsuits? You leave his daughter alone. As for his dearest? Well, Avery has you go and take virginity tests. Even if they're scientifically invalid, he won't listen to you. Won't back off when you tell him about how invasive it feels. And if you keep fighting him off? Well, Avery isn't afraid to put you over his lap when you're at home.

Bailey: Bailey has kept you safe and pure all of these years despite everything. Has ensured that you've been allowed a job at his side, unable to leave his sight for more than a few minutes as he works. You'll leave this town one day. You both will, he's determined to make it so.

So now why then did he have to find you giggling with Robin, the boy's head in your lap? You should know better than to get friendly with the orphans. How many times has he told you that they're only nice to you so that you'll give up information on him. Robin isn't like that? You poor, naïve baby. Looks like he'll have keep you at home for a few weeks until he can make you see things his way.

Eden: You're his pride and joy. His everything. He'd be so so scared of fucking you up when he'd been left to raise you alone, but you'd grown into a wonderful young woman. A loyal, caring, capable young woman who shouldn't be running around with those feral wolf boys.

You're a human, he'd yell at you, you'll only be hurt by those filthy animals. But you insist on ignoring him. You keep meeting up with this one mutt that looks like a younger version of the big black wolf, running around and screaming in delight as you'd play.

So Eden has to fire a warning shot to scare it off. Has to grasp your wrist and drag you home. Has to put that collar around your neck. The same one your mother had worn... And he'll let you out when you realise the danger of wolves and how daddy is a much better option.

Leighton: Lets be real, this sack of bones would likely encourage it. He wants to control who you see and use it for his own damn pleasure. He wants videos, photos and items of clothing you'd have worn. When you ask why, he'll tell you that he just wants to know his baby is being treated right. Uh-huh. Sure. He's totally not watching the videos over and over again with a stiffy in his office.

Morgan: Unless it's Charles, Morgan won't ever ever let you touch someone that isn't him. He'd encourage you and Charles to be close and bond, says that siblings should love each other just as much as they love their parents. But if you show interest in anyone else, Morgan will become absolutely hysterical.

And I'm talking about nearly killing you hysterical. He really doesn't mean to, but he doesn't realise how strong the grip he has on your neck is until your eyes roll back, with Charles pulling at his wrists to let go. Morgan sinks to the floor, pulling you in close and cradling you as you gasp for breath. He won't do it again, he promises. Just a mistake. Just Daddy's little mistake.

[acourtofthought]

"A thing of secret lovely beauty"

The golden necklace seemed ordinary- its chain unremarkable, the amulet tiny enough that it could be dismissed as an everyday charm.

"Elain sometimes just … didn’t grasp things."

“Maybe you’ll become interesting at last, Elain.”

“There is an innate darkness to the Dread Trove that Elain should not be exposed to.”

It was a small, flat rose fashioned of stained glass,

"a rose carved from a dark sort of wood". “He made this one for Elain"

She was a rose bloom in a mud field.

roses I’d painted around the knobs of Elain’s drawer,

designed so that when held to the light,

“What can I get you, Elain?” But Elain shook her head once more. “Sunshine.”

There was a flare of light, and a scrape, and then Lucien was stalking toward Elain

The gates to her mind … Solid iron, covered in vines of flowers—or it would have been. The blossoms were all sealed, sleeping buds tucked into tangles of leaves and thorns.

"Lucien might be Helion’s sole heir."" The sun personified"

But Elain … The Spring Court had been made for someone like her.

“No. But we need to summon Lucien,” “We need to tell him the news, and permanently station him at the Spring Court

the true depth of the colors would become visible. A thing of secret, lovely beauty.

"with time and safety maybe we'll see a different side of her emerge"

“Including Elain, who is more than capable of defending herself against the darkness of the Trove, if she chooses to. Don’t underestimate her.”

I think the first time the quote is used, it's in reference to Elain as a character. The necklace is symbolic of her and who she's meant to be once she's where she's meant to be. Like the necklace, Elain's personality seems unremarkable and easily dismissed. But when it is held to the light (considering the many references of Elain needing sunshine and light) the true depth will be shown (and Elain will finally come into her own).

The second time the quote is used, it's no longer in reference to the necklace itself but of how the thought of Gwyn receiving something would make her feel and him in return for bringing her that joy. And that thought has very strong echos of what an accepted bond looks like for the couples in the book.

Something sparked in Azriel’s chest, but he only nodded his thanks and left.

He could picture it, though, as he ascended the stairs back to the House proper. How Gwyn’s teal eyes might light upon seeing the necklace. For whatever reason…he could see it.

But Azriel tucked away the thought, consciously erasing the slight smile it brought to his face. Buried the image down deep, where it glowed quietly.

an undimmable ray of light. (Feysand mating bond)

the bond glowed clearer and brighter and stronger. (Feysand mating bond)

Thread after thread of pure golden light flowed into him, and he met it with his own. Where those threads wove together, life glowed like starfire (Nessian mating bond)

their very souls shone (Nessian mating bond)

A thing of secret, lovely beauty.

Accepted mating bonds are described as rays of light, pure golden light, something joining the couple that glows clear and bright.

In the POV, we see something spark in Az's chest, and for some reason he is able to imagine Gwyn's eyes lighting up. And when he decides to move forward with his thoughts, those images remain within him "glowing" quietly. I think that thing glowing in him is the mating bond. That is the thing of "secret lovely beauty" considering Az is completely clueless to the fact that the thing he's wanted for so long is within reach.

[lunaastoir]

fluff/relationships w the liyue crew

characters included: xiao, childe, beidou, and zhongli

ik i forgot ningguang i promise i’ll include her in part 2, i just didn’t have time :(

all x a gn! reader 

my liyue babies :,) ft. ningguang in spirit

an: i was listening to my soft playlist (more like listening to cupid’s chokehold on repeat, no i am not basic 🔪) and i thought some fluff headcanons would be cute w these sweet people

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xiao

ok so no surprise that he hates liyue harbor

he hates anything w a lot of people in it so he prefers to stay at wangshu inn tyvm

but by contrast, you love liyue harbor sm (it’s gorgeous i mean c’mON)

you go there often to retrieve your commissions in order to stay closer to xiao (liyue harbor is closer than mondstadt he argues but you’re well aware that they’re both equally far away)

so if anyone asked, xiao would absolutely refuse to go to the harbor like i hate people??? why would you even ask???

but,,,he’s so sOFT for you

if you asked??? he would agree in a heartbeat

but since he’s >:( angsty boy, he makes you think that he won’t go even when he’s already decided that he’s coming w you

he puts up the “if you so require, then i guess i will assist you with your travels in liyue harbor” but in reality he would definitely have said yes even without the almond tofu

while he hates the harbor, he thinks that with you anything is bearable :,) simp

you take him to see xinyan to vibe w her music and you can tell he really enjoys it

even tho he’s like 🕴 the entire time, you see the softer look on his face and the very slight smile on his lips as he listens to the music and watches the crowd

so so so cute very soft for him

i do see him as a subtly touchy person in public like brushing the hair off your face, swiping his thumb across your cheek, or gently pulling your hair back when you have a plate of food in your hands 

the type to link your pinkies together - he claims it’s so you don’t get lost but yk better 

after the concert is done you take him to that one waypoint near mt. tianheng and the both of you just watch the city lights and the way they reflect beautifully on the water surrounding the harbor 

personal headcanon that xiao absolutely loves stargazing since he believes the stars are the one true constant in his life especially since he’s experienced so much loss (basically they’ll never leave him god i hate myself why do i make everything SAD)

mini headcanon off of that - he doesn’t stargaze with people,,, like ever 

it’s something he loves to do alone so the fact that he lets you stargaze w him and even allows you to shift your head onto his lap while you watch the sky is a huge deal 

he loves it when you softly whisper abt how your day was or something you saw that made you laugh 

he just loves hearing your voice, it automatically calms the voices in his head 

you absolutely ADORE when he has flowers in his hair especially cecilias (cecillias? ceccillias? idfk) and you make a point whenever you go to mondstadt to pick a fresh batch of cecilias just for xiao while enlisting the help of your favorite bard  

these soft moments on the mountain are usually when you’ll sweetly tuck in a flower or two in his hair while laughing 

he’ll blush fiercely while looking away but will tuck the cecilias in securely as you’re unable to do so due to the position you’re in on his lap

all in all - this was not meant to come out as a date idea but we’re going w it 

this is so cute xiao pls let me put flowers in your hair sweet boy <3

childe

god, loml, my favorite war criminal after eren yeager 

there’s never a dull moment w this man - if you wanted peace and quiet, why the hell are you dating him bestie???

is the type of person to yell out “Y/N, i can’t believe i ran into you here!” if he sees you somewhere even tho you explicitly told him you were going to be here in the morning (ik you have a good memory ajax don’t lie to me 😐)

i don’t see him as being obnoxious w pda unlike someone else kaeya but he would definitely participate (think: handholding, cheek kisses, an arm around your shoulders)

loves it when he comes home and sees you in an apron cooking 

domesticity just makes his heart melt so you can be sure that your face will be peppered w a lot of kisses afterwards <3 

absolutely ADORES it when you trace his scars absentmindedly when you’re lying down or even when you’re having dinner in public  

he’s been far from his family for so long that small acts of mindless affection like this really make his heart happy 

you have him drunk on your love luv haha see what i did there 

he will let you put makeup on him. no i do not take criticism ⛄️

he already has on lowkey thick eyeliner,,, don’t be shy put some more bestie 

he will shamelessly go out in public w whatever you made him wear - doesn’t really give a shit even tho he has a reputation to maintain 

speaking of reputation,,, yk his mask? yeah that one - the red hair accessory that he has on his head

well on the mask, he attached a little charm the both of you got together on your first date during lantern rite 

it’s this adorable fox that we all shamelessly kill for meat and he placed it so it anchored to the side of his mask so when he fights it isn’t a nuisance or anything (does that make sense??? i hope it does) 

his subordinates notice and while they’re stoic around childe, behind closed doors they do whisper abt the mysterious person who’s captured his heart 

not so mysterious anymore when they literally see him cling onto you during his daily patrol around the harbor 💀

it’s ok tho he’s lucky he’s cute 

bestie,,, pls give him a neck massage 

i just KNOW he’s tense there idk something abt the way he carries himself just screams “my neck hurts so bad someone pls help me i would ask but my pride literally will not let me”

so give him a neck massage :) don’t worry tho he’ll definitely return the favor and then some

LOVES TICKLE FIGHTS 

he’s obsessed w them,,, it’s just the faces you make??? he can’t get enough 

he loves seeing the pure joy and the brief fear (he’s kind of a sadist) in your eyes before he attacks you w those damned hands 

it reminds him a lot of simpler times w his siblings and he’s happy he brings you joy and makes you forget your worries - at least for a little while 

all in all, he’s a good boy and no i will not tolerate childe slander 🔪 kaeya slander tho 😏

beidou

you pulled beidou??? wow everyone’s jealous (pulled as in literally from the banner and in this context but no i do not have beidou and no i definitely do not want to talk abt it)

god made beidou and zhongli just so all of us could have a sexuality crisis 

anyways, being w her is hard i will not lie 

not bc she isn’t a capable lover - no, quite the contrary 

she’s an amazing partner but the problem here lies in the fact that she’s almost never on land 

it’s hard working a long distance relationship but y’all love each other so it works out :,) 

when she is physically present however, expect to never be bored 

she’ll quietly fix the wrinkles on your shirt or fiddle with your fingers in her hands while she recounts her adventures out on sea 

she sometimes gets worried she bores you, however the way your eyes light up every time she tells a tale always reassures her otherwise

definitely the type to let you use her claymore if you want to learn 

she’ll provide useful tips as she tucks her hands into your sides gently, positioning you correctly so you don’t hurt yourself 

miss girl is an AMAZING cook 

i just know she cooks the best meals - i mean she’s friends w xiangling after all 

whenever she comes home from a voyage she’ll always insist on making something for you even if she’s abt to pass out 

pls tuck her into bed and promise her that she can make you something in the morning <3 the poor woman needs rest 

brings you back trinkets but they’re actually very practical 

she knows you won’t have much use for a simple charm (not that there’s anything wrong w that) but she believes you’ll like something practical more so she might get you a new engraved knife from the most recent place she’s been to 

definitely the type to surprise you when she docks 

i can imagine her anchoring her ship out a little ways from liyue harbor and rowing to the dock in order to make sure you aren’t alerted of her presence (i’m sorry the mental picture this made in my mind is SENDING ME INTO ORBIT but she means well i love you)

will take you to remote spots she’s found in her travels through liyue 

for example - the little heart shaped island and the island quest (?) that you had to use kaeya the bridge maker for in order to get to im sorry i’ll stop w the kaeya slander

she’ll get you seashell bracelets or necklaces idk why but she gives me those vIBES 

they’re super nice ones too, only the highest quality for you 

yes she’s a bruh girl but i also see her as someone who would enjoy intimate moments like watching the sunset or something 

“yo wanna catch the sunset, i heard it looks sick from the jade chamber” said before ahem it yk fell from the sky

kasdjksfashfjsahf yes ofc i would love to catch the sunset w you pls come home luv

anyways, she is a woman i would give the world for 

zhongli

ok gimme a sec i need to get my gentleman mode on 

this man,,, THIS MAN 

everything w him is so soft like your entire eXISTENCE w him could go in a museum it’s that beautiful 

in the morning when he visits you, he always brings you a cup of your favorite tea and a bouquet of glaze lilies he got from madame ping

holds the door for you, pushes the chair out for you, uses a napkin and brushes sauce off your lips when you’re eating - you name something sweet, he’s done it

secretly loves it when you fuss over him 

he doesn’t like to fight but say he encountered a group of hillichurls he couldn’t avoid and promptly defeated them but ended up tearing a part of his tux(?) (is it a tux? i could not tell you)

not that big of a deal, i mean it’s a scratch, he’s a 6,000 year old god, he’s dealt w much worse 

but seeing the worried crease in your brows as you usher him to sit at the table while quickly grabbing antiseptic to clean his wound

“it’s just a scratch, my dear. do not worry i’ve dealt with much worse.”

you quietly protest abt how “yes zhongli, i understand you’re an archon and have gotten worse injuries but i’m worried about infection just please let me take care of you ok? <3″ 

when you say that he feels weird emotions,,, wdym take care of him? 

he’s always taken care of himself or been expected to take care of others as the former ruling deity of liyue so having someone else genuinely worry abt his wellbeing creates a warm feeling in his chest 

he strikes me as the type to knit you something??? idk maybe it’s the grandpa vibes but i headcanon that he would knit you a scarf for the colder weather, it’s cute 

in the privacy of your home, he really likes picking you up

he loves it when you wrap your legs around his middle while he gets up to go do the dishes or smthg 

domesticity go brrrr

if you’re into making flower crowns, he would totally have you on his lap and wordlessly hand you a glaze lily whenever you expectantly hold your hand out while weaving the flowers together 

he expects you to make the crown for yourself but when you place the crown on his head and it fits perfectly while simultaneously tucking a glaze lily behind your ear, he looks at you dumbstruck 

his mouth parts open in awe and it’s quite literally the cutest thing

you’ve broken him 

thinks it’s the sweetest thing - will keep it on his head for the whole day 

he’ll even put it in water before he sleeps so it won’t wilt and he can wear it the next day <3 

scenic picnics!! scenic picnics!! 

the type to take you to the nicest spots in liyue to chat abt the history of the land w you over a cup of tea and your favorite food (whatever you like, he doesn’t mind)

recounts the people he’s met in his long life before finishing off by saying you’re by far the best person he’s met 

zhongli strangles lovingly come home soon 

thanks for reading! if you have any requests don’t hesitate to send them in <3