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The audacity of so many ppl in these notes to just blatantly go out of their way to act like I’m either not here or can’t read. You have zero idea how much thought I’ve put into his character.
Make ur own post. This is so rude.
Gales a warning and an archetype. Don’t defend an archetype and then be rude to my face. He’s fictional. I’m a real human being. He’s a walking metaphor to not be a jerk and feel justified doing it cus ur life is sad. Don’t be a Gale. Don’t be a jerk. Don’t treat me like I don’t have feelings because you feel some sense of manufactured justification doing so.
It’s mean.
I don’t think him scoffing st her is even that big of a deal. It’s indicative of a bigger issue he has. And unlike *many* ppl in these notes have implied I don’t think he’s responsible for prim dying. That’s silly. A weapons designer isn’t necessarily responsible for the use of their weapons. But it is a *kind of person* to be a weapons designer.
Gale repeatedly uses emotions as a weapon. He manipulates the shit out of Katniss. I don’t think he has to be the perfect victim. I simply think he’s a fictional character who is a warning to remember you do not know what other people are going through.
You may think you have it all figured out. “This trap will work because I know my enemy and I’m smarter than them.” But things end up in your trap you don’t intend. Because the world is complicated and you don’t have control.
So Gale thinks he has it all figured out walking up to this rich girl in her rich girl dress and he’s rude to her thinking there’s no consequences to this because she’s not going to be picked she’s privileged and Madge is standing there thinking about her dead aunt. He doesn’t know that. And he doesn’t care to learn. And she still helps him later. Goes out of her way to share her bounty with him. And he couldn’t even be polite to her on a difficult day.
It's the smallest thing maybe but it's funny to me Sunrise on the Reaping has given me another reason to dislike Gale.
Thinking of Madge on reaping day, wearing her nice dress and Gale giving her shit for it. Like she has a choice. Like she has say. Like it's her fault who she was born to. It's such an interesting example of class vs culture wars. This idea that the people up the road who have a nice house are the enemy and not the faceless people thousands of miles away who profit on their poverty.
Thinking of Maysilee who was very conscious of the way she dressed. Who liked looking nice and dressing up. Who is Madge's aunt that she never met. Who Madge heard stories of growing up about her moms twin sister who always loved fashion and knew the importance of masking and the power of how you present to people. Don't let them treat us like animals.
And when Madge lifts her head and says "I want to look my best if I go to the Capitol" and Gale has the audacity to scoff at her.
It also speaks to how quickly history is lost. He probably doesn't even know her aunt died in the games. Doesn't care. You never ever ever know what hurt people are carrying. What their history is. What their familial struggle has been. Don't punch down. Don't punch sideways. Don't even punch up. Break the chain and destroy the person holding the reins.
#gales entire point is they’re all on a sinking ship but he feels that cuz he’s in third clsss he has it worse#buddy we’re all dying sit down#that’s the WHOLE POINT#he’s being nasty to Madge when she has zero control over who she is and unbeknownst to him her aunt still died#with all Madge’s supposed privelege she also still died#SHE died#and Gale gets to live and go be famous on tv and get all the money and privelege his heart could desire#they’re all on the sinking boat together and he steps on people to survive and feels justified cuz he started at the bottom#and Katniss is in just as bad a spot as him and she’s friends with Madge#you don’t have to be a Gale#you don’t have to be rude and a jerk and feel justified cuz your life is sad#you can accept everyone’s life has goods and bads and choose to be kind#or I dunno keep being rude on ppls posts.#and the irony of that one person in the notes calling me rich Capitol type or some nonsense haha#when I’m literally on fixed income SSDI afraid every time the orange man will shut that down#yall DONT KNOW ME stop acting like you do and care about ppl more#shame on you
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Life in the N109Zone w/ Self-Aware!Sylus
You ended up inside of the Love and Deepspace game in a rather painful way because of Sylus. Now that you're here what now? Also did he turn that damn stove off? A/N: MC is still in her main story feelings right now so she’s not emotionally involved with Sylus at this point in time. Thank you to @forbidden-sunlight we all say in unison because they're the reason this made it onto Tumblr. Sunny I appreciate you so much :) Also go check out their work (especially if you like yandere 😚) they're an amazing writer
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After receiving the most mind numbing kiss from a man who shouldn’t actually exist you found yourself sitting at the breakfast nook nestled off to the side of his massive kitchen. Your stomach had growled so loudly you thought it was going to eat you alive in one bite. Your eyes skated over every detail of your surroundings. The pictures in the game didn’t do this place justice how did his house manage to be even more breathtaking in person?
A full spread of food made for a king was displayed in front of you. You were much too hungry to think of being ‘lady-like’ in this moment. You snatched your plate and began filling your plate up with everything you could get your hands on. Once you were satisfied with the amount of food on your plate you sat back, stuffing a piece of French Toast in your mouth. “Hungry sweetie?”
You locked onto those gem like eyes of his and nearly choked on your food. “Yes … a little” Your words were slightly muffled as you talked around a mouthful. You sipped a bit of water and cleared your throat, suddenly feeling shy under his stare. You shifted your gaze looking around once again “So my first….. question…..” your voice trailed off when your eyes landed back on the stove for what felt like the hundredth time. “My food!”
“That’s not a question Princess” Sylus smirked, resting his head in his hand as he continued to take you in.
“No I was cooking when you took me!” You frantically slammed your hands on the table “My stove is still on!” Damn it. There’s no way your entire house didn’t catch on fire. “My place is going to be burnt to a crisp” You were currently losing your mind going over the numerous amount of documents you’d have to replace along with finding somewhere to stay while you looked for a new place. Sylus laughed loudly his shoulders bouncing in amusement. “How the hell is this funny to you? Not all of us are disgustingly rich you know”
Sylus inhaled deeply trying to stifle his laugh “Technically you’re as you say disgustingly rich by proxy now” By now you were on your feet pacing back and forth. Sylus didn’t move an inch as he casually watched you stomp back and forth. Seeing him so calm and even amused at the fact that your house has more than likely burned down didn’t surprise you. He’s rich and he's not the one who just lost everything.
“You know this is your fault” You glared at him, crossing your arms in frustration. If looks could kill Sylus would be a smug corpse right now.
“It would be” He shrugged
“There’s no would be it is your fault since you snatched me out of my house in the middle of the night you bandit”
Sylus’ rich laugh filled the space yet again — his laugh alone sounds like it could buy you a new house. “I turned your stove off sweetie” That fire in your eyes was extinguished expeditiously after hearing those words. Your mouth opened, but no words came out. Sylus smile widened seeing you in such a speechless state. “Unfortunately in my haste I had to toss your food but on the bright side you won’t be going home to moldy food”
“Won’t they be concerned why I dropped everything and disappeared?”
“Perhaps but I'm sure you’ll come up with something” He shrugged.
You drew back in confusion “Me? Why do I have to do it?”
“I mean you could tell them how you were taken to another world via energy manipulation and spent the day with a fictional game character” He quirked a brow seemingly challenging you while simultaneously knowing he held the cards in this situation. A high functioning sociopath at its finest ladies and gentleman. You knew damn well you couldn’t go back home and tell people what's actually happening.
You rolled your eyes with a heavy sigh “I’ll think of something” You slid back into your seat much calmer now knowing your home was safe and sound. “Alright now that I've eaten I can think straight” You could see Sylus ears tint to pink as an innocent smile spread on your lips. Underneath all the bravado and confidence you make him nervous.
“Go on.”
Since Sylus had already explained how he brought you here and how you can get home there really was only one question you needed an answer to. Your palms are clammy and you can feel your heart starting to pound in your chest.
You’re nervous.
Sylus just watches you silently letting you get your thoughts together — the epitome of patience right now. A few deep breaths to steady yourself helped “How can I guarantee you won’t leave me?” Finally the roles had switched and Sylus was the one wide-eyed and at a loss for words. His eyes darted around under furrowed brows trying to find an answer. The idea of staying here and living such a carefree life with Sylus was just that — an idea. The seconds ticked by slowly, sucking all the air out of the room. He tapped his chin lightly which did nothing for the pit forming in your stomach.
He focused back on you after what felt like hours and spoke in a leveled tone “I speak through my actions Princess let me prove myself” His large palm covered your hand that was fidgeting with the utensils on the table. You couldn’t help the feeling that blossomed in your chest from the simple gesture. “Also since becoming as you say ‘self aware’ I've seen every timeline of her love interests” Sylus’ eyes flashed with disappointment for a second, but it dissipated as quick as it came. “She has options” You expected his tone to be sad, but it remained leveled. “In our past she showed me that I can be loved unconditionally and selflessly” You were about to tell him why thats even more of a reason to stay with her but he continued “I want to make my own choices instead of being told who my lover is” He squeezed your hand before bringing it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles, “I want you”
You could tell by the way his eyes softened that he meant what he said, but there was still no guarantee. “That’s not enough Sylus” Your answer has Sylus’ brows shooting up to his hairline. You could practically feel your heart sinking as he quickly gathered himself and set that stoic expression back in place. “I can’t stay here and I know you’re going to end up leaving me for her she literally has the other half of your soul”
“Why don’t we raise the stakes then?” Sylus leaned back in his seat with a mischievous look on his face. You narrowed your eyes at him in suspicion.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Give me two weeks” He stared deep into your eyes with a smirk “I’ll sever the bond and get the other half of my soul back” The soft scrape of a bowl caught your attention. Your eyes flicked down to see Sylus sliding a small bowl of pomegranate seeds towards you. “How's that sound?”
“That sounds risky” You plucked a single seed from the bowl a gently rolled it between your fingertips.
“Is that a no?” Sylus challenged.
“I didn’t say that i’m just saying….” You tossed the seed in your mouth, crushing it between your teeth, letting the tart flavor burst on your tongue “If you die I'll kill you” You shot daggers at Sylus and all he did was laugh. You rolled your eyes already knowing that he was laughing because he thinks you look like an angry kitten or a temperamental hamster. He flicked your nose and you quickly tried to retaliate only for him to snatch your wrist mid-air. You fought his grasp, but to no avail he smiled as he pressed his cheek to the palm of your hand — nuzzling into it with a low hum.
“I promise I won’t die”
You were way too happy right now and even though your logical self in the back of your mind was screaming at you to leave and delete the app — you muted that voice and let your heart run rampant. Nothing about any of this made sense so you’d let yourself have this.
Just once.
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Always You - Sylus x Fem Reader
Idea: It’s Sylus’ birthday week and you planned a weekend getaway with him (inspired by the small events of the birthday event)
Disclaimer: This work is completely fiction. I do not own the images nor the characters or you (the MC). All images were taken from Pinterest.
A/N: I’m really sad that I got spooked and didn’t get Sylus’ birthday card. The only option is to spend more money but honestly speaking, it would be too much. So as much as I cried, teared up, I still want to do something special for Sylus’ birthday before his day officially ends in my timezone. To Sylus, our beloved dragon, our shayla, our strength during tough times, our light during our darkest moments, we love you and happy birthday
“April 18th”
“What?”
“My birthday”
Ever since you found out Sylus’ birthday, you quickly devised a plan to make it one of the most memorable birthdays for him. Luckily Sylus and the twins were mainly out dealing with whatever business they were dealing with which gave you time to plan out a weekend getaway.
Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday
3 days has passed and you were still unsure where you want to take him and what were you going to give him. You had secretly ordered a cake and plan on decorating it the night before you plan to take Sylus on the weekend getaway trip.
You wandered around his manor, hoping to get some sort of clue as to where Sylus might like to go. “Caw”. You turned around to see Mephisto perched up on one of the kitchen chair.
“Hi mephie�� you went closer to the mechanical bird, lightly stroking its head with the knuckle of your finger. “I wonder where Sylus would like to go. Don’t tell him anything yeah but I’m planning to take him out on a weekend getaway. Do you know where Sylus might like to go?”
Mephisto cawed and immediately flapped its wings, flying off. You decided to follow it, thinking that maybe he knows something.
You then follow Mephisto into Sylus’ study and Mephisto landed on the perch beside the bookshelves and it cawed, fluttering one of its wings to the bookshelf.
Walking towards the bookshelf, you noticed that there were several philosophy books, books about the world and travelling, business related books, books about music, and one that caught your attention was books about myths and animals.
And it wasn’t the fact that there were these books that caught your attention but more so there was a whole row in the bookshelf filled with them. You browse through the book spine and their titles and one caught your attention. A book about dragons.
It was as if the book compelled you and without thinking you reach for the book and browse through the pages. ‘When a dragon trust their mate, they would often take their mates to an open place far away from everything, surrounding them with nature, flowers, and even other animals’.
You didn’t realise how long you’ve been in the study room until mephisto caws and you heard Sylus’ voice came through the door.
“I didn’t think you would be one to ready about philosophy or myths, sweetie” you turned around and saw your boyfriend leaning by the door, he wasn’t wearing his coat and had changed to his simple grey sweater.
You immediately closed the book at put it back in his bookshelf, apologising. “Sorry. I was just curious. I promise I wasn’t snooping” you didn’t dare to look at him because heat crept to your face and you were a blushing mess.
Chuckling, Sylus came closer and held your chin up to face him. His eyes were soft and his lip slowly upturned when meeting your blushing face. “I don’t mind you snooping around, sweetie. Afterall, what’s mine is yours. You already have access to all of my manor and more. You’ve also slept over several times so you are free to go around, explore, or do anything you want here”
“Still, it feels like I’m intruding your personal space” you uttered but Sylus shook his head and kissed the top of your head before bringing you out of his study, Mephisto following close behind.
“Don’t worry about it sweetie. Now, shall we go get dinner?” Sylus suggested and you nodded
At night, after Sylus left you to sleep while he goes out to handle an emergency business issue, you couldn’t sleep. You thought about the books you read in Sylus’ study and slowly you arose from the bed and opened your laptop.
You scrolled and search until you finally found the perfect place for Sylus’ birthday weekend getaway. You didn’t think twice to book the location and accommodation. Now all that’s left is to tell Sylus about the getaway trip, get the cake ready and ship it to the location somehow.
Thursday - April 17th
Luckily you had told your supervisor that you were taking your leave for Thursday and Friday. In the early morning in the N109 zone, Sylus was most likely to still be asleep which you didn’t mind.
However, you walked into his room, seeing his calmed asleep self, you curiously poked his cheek when he suddenly grabbed your finger and in a blink of an eye, you were pulled on top of him with your head on his chest.
“While I enjoy entertaining your little antics, it’s still early in the morning, sweetie. Let me sleep in a few more hours. But feel free to wander around if you want” Sylus murmured as he held your waist while going back to sleep
But instead of going up and wander around Sylus’ penthouse like he mentioned, you just laid on his chest, listening to his soft steady heartbeat which made you slowly doze of that you didn’t realise you fell asleep.
A few hours later you woke up and found Sylus was sitting up by the headboard, a tab in his hand as his fingers glide over the device. Seemingly like he was overviewing some work.
“Sy?” you yawned and Sylus look down at you, gently stroking your hair
“Hmm? Now why are you here and aren’t at work, sweetie?” Sylus asked, still stroking your hair that you unconsciously nuzzled closer to him
“Actually, that’s one of the reasons on what I want to tell you. What time is it?” you asked
“About 10am, you came to the manor at 6.30 am which is very early for you sweetie. Now, what is this news that you want to tell me?” Sylus asked, cupping your cheek and gently caressing it
“I’m taking you out on a weekend getaway starting from this evening!” you exclaimed, nuzzling your face further into Sylus’ palm
For a second, Sylus was surprised by your sudden announcement but he quickly recovered and smiled. “Is that so? You planned a whole weekend getaway for us? Do I get a clue as to where we’re going?”
You shook your head, smiling even wider. “Now that wouldn’t be a surprised, would it?”
Chuckling, Sylus gave your cheek a little pinch. “Yes, it wouldn’t be a surprise but I need to at least know what clothing I should bring, right?”
You rubbed your cheek where Sylus pinched and pouted but eventually gave him hints. “It’s somewhere warm in the afternoon but a bit cold at night and early in the morning. It’s out of town so we should probably leave after lunch”
Immediately, you got out of bed and playfully pulled Sylus who chuckled but followed you out of the bedroom. The two of you ordered a simple brunch before freshening up. You told Sylus you had already brought your small suitcase with your clothes and essentials, telling him to pack and get ready.
Sylus smiled as he shook his head while remembering your nagging but playful tone at him. Sylus quickly packed some clothes, he told the twins they can have the weekend off and help themselves to his penthouse.
Once he finished packing, Sylus pulled his suitcase and Mephisto was about to follow him when Sylus stopped him. “This is a weekend getaway and most probably a birthday date. You stay here Mephisto”
Despite Mephisto’s annoyed cawing pleas, Sylus went out of his room to see you already ready by the front door. You were wearing a simple sweater and pants with boots. Your small suitcase was right beside you.
Smiling, Sylus walked towards you, he held your hand while his other hand hold onto both your suitcases as the two of you made your way to the private parking where Sylus allowed you to drive. Just this once.
The drive was nice. After an hour of driving outside of the N109 zone, the air felt nice with a light breeze. You turned on some of your favorite music while Sylus enjoyed your humming, getting in a nap because of the night owl he is.
After several hours of driving, you’ve finally arrived at your destination. You parked the car and turned to Sylus who was slowly waking up. You poked his cheek again. “Hey sleeping beauty, we’re here”
Sylus caught your finger again and almost bit it had you not pulled back fast enough. “Seems like we’re in the middle of nowhere. Are you sure you drove to the correct place?” Sylus asked as he got out of the car and took out the suitcases.
“You have to little faith in me Sysy. Just follow me” you exclaimed, starting to walk further from the car with Sylus walking next to you.
You took out a keycard and opened the door that was slightly hidden behind the trees. “Ta-da!! It’s a treehouse hotel!!”
Walking into the space, Sylus was amazed at how you found this place. “You truly never fail to amaze me, sweetie”
Sylus left the suitcase and decided to lift you up, twirling you around while you instinctively hold onto him and giggled. “Sy, put me down. I’ll get dizzy”
Sylus slowly lowered you and placed a lingering kiss on the side of your head, his large arms wrapped around your figure. “Thank you, sweetie. I look forward to see what you’ve planned for us but now, I’m starving. Can we order room service?”
You nodded and the both of you ordered some room service through the tab. In the meantime, each of you took turns to freshen up after the long drive.
By the time you were done freshening up, you saw Sylus made a fire in the wood burner and instantly made the place more warm and cozy. You also saw Sylus had already laid out the food that the two of you ordered for dinner.
You walked closer as Sylus stood up and wrapped a blanket around you, bringing you to the sofa where the two of you sat, ate, and watched some shows.
Sometime in between the shows, you slowly dozed off and fell asleep on Sylus’ shoulder. Chuckling. Sylus used his evol to clean up the leftovers while he carried you to bed and tucked you in before getting under the covers and pulled you close to him.
“Thank you, sweetie” Sylus gently placed a kiss on your forehead before going to sleep
Friday, April 18th
The first ray of sunshine peeks through the curtains, warming up the room and slowly waking you up from your slumber. Seeing you were in bed next to Sylus, you guessed that he must’ve carried you there.
It took a moment but you realised that the night has gone by and it was officially Sylus’ birthday. You snuggled closer at his figure which his hand instinctively wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer again.
“You’re up very early sweetie” Sylus mumbled
“I had a warm hugger to warm me up to sleep last night. Did you sleep ok, Sy?” you asked back and Sylus hummed, hugging you even closer. “Better than I have ever slept during the night. It’s a rare occurrence for me to sleep well at night but it help having a soft and warm kitten next to me” Sylus slowly opened his eyes and brushed his nose against mine
“Happy birthday, Sy” you breathed as Sylus caressed your cheek. “Thank you, sweetie”
“Come on, let’s get up, eat breakfast, I have the whole day planned out for us” you exclaimed and Sylus chuckled
The two of you ate the breakfast that was delivered and freshen up once more. You decided to wear a white dress with a denim green jacket over top and brown boots. Sylus on the other hand wore a white shirt underneath a pinkish-mauve coat with brown pants and brown boots. Sylus put on a broach and necklace on as well.
You took Sylus to the nearby safari where you both went around and saw some wild animals roaming freely in the large safari grounds. You even got the chance to pet some of the animals.
Hours went by and it was slowly getting closer to dawn. You then brought Sylus to the park that was within the perimeters of the hotel.
You held Sylus’ hand as you made your way to the spot where the staff had told you in advance. A picnic blanket was laid down below the maple tree with a picnic basket.
Sylus caught off guard for a moment suddenly brought out his gentle face as you pulled him down to sit by the tree while the two of you ate the food and drinks the staff prepared.
“So, what do you think? Away from the city and connecting with mother nature” you asked, laying your head on his lap while he played with your hair
“As long as it’s with you sweetie, I love it” Sylus kissed the tip of your hair
“Let’s taste the maple syrup from the maple tree! The staff already prepared it and we can even bring some home, the jar is here” you mentioned, getting up from Sylus’ lap
Hearing your excitement, Sylus chuckled and stood up, extending his hand to you which you took. Sylus slowly lifts you up so you can fill the jar with the maple syrup. Once both jars are filled, you decided to take a bit on your finger and had a little taste before looking at Sylus and gently smothering some on his lips.
Seeing him licking the syrup with his tongue, you couldn’t help but lean in and gently kissed his lips before pulling away. But before your face could pull away further, Sylus used his other hand to cup your face and pulled you to another kiss.
The sound of his kisses, the way he turned his head to match yours, his free hand gently stroking your hair down to your back before staying by your waist. It all made you hold him closer than before, feeling as if the two of you should always be with each other like magnets.
It was only when Sylus could feel you having trouble breathing did he pull away, tucking some hair that had fallen off and covered your face. Sylus gently lowered you but never letting go.
“I have one more thing for you” you breathed out, letting your hands fall off from his neck while Sylus unwillingly let his grip loosen
You went around the tree and opened the box by the bushes, lighting the candle and slowly made your way to Sylus who smiled that reached his eyes. His eyes that looked like they were filled with adoration, care, and love.
“Happy birthday, my beloved Sylus” you smiled back, extending the cake to him. It was a 3 layer cake with red chocolate flavored cream on it. You also added some gold feather toppers, a dragon and cat little figure on the center of the cake and some red flowers on each layer.
“I’m sorry it looks ugly. I tried my best to decorate it” you mentioned and Sylus gently held your hand that was under the cake, helping you lift the cake. “I love it, sweetie. This is the first time anyone has ever said happy birthday to me let alone celebrate it”
Hearing Sylus’ words, you felt a pang in your chest. It was true, before you, no one, not even the twins knew when Sylus’ birthday was. You were the first. The first to know his birthday, the first to officially said it to him, and the first to celebrate it with him.
You didn’t realise a tear slipped your eye until you felt Sylus’ gentle finger wiped it away. “No tears, sweetie. Don’t feel bad for me because I’ve already gotten the greatest gift I could’ve asked for. One that would make my birthday from here on out special” Sylus blew the candle, taking the cake from you as he snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him while he kissed your lips in a soft and gentle manner. “You. You are my greatest gift and I’d go through all those years alone if it meant that it will always be you”
You couldn’t help but feel your chest tighten, your heart beating faster than it already is. Your body moved on its own as one of your hand cupped his neck while the other cupped his cheek, caressing it softly. “And it’s the same with me. No one else. Just you, Sylus. Will always be you too” you both smiled as you shared one more kiss right as the sun sets.
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how it feels watching all the jace anons going crazy in my fav fanfic authors anons,,like bro just enjoy the content nd stop debating if he’s better as a virgin or not 😭😭
#jacaerys velaryon#harry collett#stop being haters nd start being whimsical#hes a fictional character at the end of the day#he’s up to anyone’s interpretation#jace nation#also ps i’m going to b overly using this from now on
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Shen Yuan getting transported into pidw isn't "the system punishing him for being a lazy internet hater," but instead representative of "step 1 of the creative process: getting so mad at something you decide to go write your own fucking book" in this essay I will
#svsss#scum villian self saving system#shen qingqiu#shen yuan#the fact that people think scum villain#-a series that examines and criticizes common tropes in fiction-#is somehow against criticism or being a little hater is wild to me#especially since shen qingqiu never gets punished for being a hater#heck- he's still a little hater by the end of the series#he mostly gets punished for treating life like a play and like he and the people around him are characters#(or in other words- he suffers for denying his own wants and emotions and his own sense of empathy)#I think some of y'all underestimate how much writing/art is inspired by creaters being little haters#like example off the top of my head-#the author of Iron Widow has been pretty vocal about the book being inspired by their hatred of Darling in the Franxx#I think my interpretation of Shen Yuan's transmigration is also supported by the fact that this series is an examines writing processes#side note- though i understand why people say Shen Yuan is lazy and think its a valid take it still doesnt sit right with me#i am probably biased because my own experiences with chronic pain and depression and isolation#but ya- i dont think Shen Yuan is lazy so much as he is deeply lonely and feels purposeless after denying parts of himself for 20ish years#like yall remember the online fandom boom from covid right?#being stuck completely alone in bed while feeling like shit for 20 days straight does shit to your brain#the fact that no one came to check on him + he wasn't exactly upset about leaving anyone behind supports the isolation interpretation too#+in the skinner demon arc he describes his life of being a faker/inability to stop being a faker now that he's Shen Qingqiu#as “so bland he's tempted to throw salt on himself” and “all he could do is lay around and wait for death” (<-paraphrasing)#bro wants to be doing stuff but is stuck in paralysis from repeatedly following scrips made by other people#another point on “Shen Yuan isn’t lazy” is just the sheer amount of studying that man does#also he did graduate college- how lazy can he really be#he doesnt know what hes doing but he at least tries to actively train his students#and he actually works on improving his own cultivation + spends quite a bit of time preping the mushroom body thing#+he's experiencing bouts of debilitating chronic pain throughout all this#but ya tldr: Shen Yuan's transmigration is an encouragement to write and not a punishment and also i dont think its fair to call him lazy
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Nothing drives me more crazy then seeing people take away skills from Arthur he would have to know and giving them to Merlin to teach him.
Like wdym Arthur can’t read?!?! He would be one of the only people that actually knew how. I’ve seen fics where Merlin tells Arthur about stars and while I kinda of see it Arthur would already know a good deal about them it’s how he has to navigate.
seen someone write that he didn’t know what to say to a group of people because Merlin usually told him and I burst into tears. Because did you watch the show in a different language with your eyes close wdym Arthur can’t speak infront of people he does it all the time😭
Or the one where MERLIN teaches Arthur to dance.Merlin can barely walk and he’s going to teach Arthur the prince who even if he wasn’t the best dancer would still do better then Merlin with two left feet to dance . And we have seen how serious Arthur takes footwork that man would be able to dance be serious.
Arthur is not a sim stop having Merlin give him all his skills and personality traits thank you😁
#Do people think Arthur was sitting around doing nothing all day before merlin#He is still the prince with or without Merlin he would have skills#needed to get this off my chest#bbc merlin#arthur pendragon#merthur#(and yes I know at the end of the day their just fictional characters but idc)
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Seen a bunch of posts about how mocking Octavian is wrong or smth bc he's a child and grew up in a war camp, and absolutely no hate to people who like his character but like. I will continue to mock him because I find him fucking annoying lmao and nobody can stop me.
#what's that post about how the war crimes are fictional but my annoyance is real#THAT except he's technically done both lol#seriously tho no hate#if u like and defend his character that's valid too#at the end of the day#it's fandom there are no rules#octavian hoo#octavian pjo#octavian#octavian hate#pjo#pjo hoo toa#pjo fandom#pjo series#percy jackson#heroes of olympus#hoo#camp jupiter
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Creature. (The rendered ones are referenced from manga panels)
#mediocre art#tokyo ghoul#On some level I think I should like Kaneki more than I do but there's this weird sense of detachment#I have not only from him but being able to perceive him as a character?#I don't even dislike him it's just that I can't feel any which way about him at all. He's a catalyst for events#feels more like the conch from Lord of the Flies or something rather than a fictional person.#He doesn't suffer and learn from the consequences#he just suffers and does what got him there again. It's arguable that the lack of punishment denies him the satisfaction#but if that's the case why does he end the story with everything working out perfectly for him?#Why do his friends oblige his flaws and accept his lack of change?#Is the problem my lack of understanding or his lack of good writing?#Is he well written?#Why do I like a certain character from a different anime who's a very similar person with very similar dynamics#but with a goal and acceptance by himself and those around him that his actions really are reprehensible and cannot truly be atoned for#not only more but to the point that he's actually one of my favorites?#Am I just sitting upon a throne of entitlement#because his thought process and experiences are not catered to be applicable to and understood by myself?#GOD IF I KNOW ANYMORE#I'm not pressuring myself to like him or anything I just don't understand anything about kaneki these days and I don't know why
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...some other pink variant but within the magenta category
#one of my classes this term we have to give a fictional character a proper diagnosis and treatment plan from the DSM 5#the fictional character had to be from a list of movies pre-selected#but I made a good argument for the inclusion of video game characters because of the immersive story telling element#and how the characterizations can be just as effective as watching actors on a screen#prof accepted the argument and may want to include video game characters next term#but as a consequence I'm kind of the guinea pig so she presented a friendly challenge: I give her a list of characters#she briefly goes through them via google and whichever one will probably hit most of the paper criteria and cultural/ethical considerations#is the one I have to write my paper on#hell yeah challenge accepted lady! if I can make progress for future students to write about whatever the fuck they want lets gooo!#so i gave her a list of all my blorbos#she definitely knows my type at this point and im fucking scared of how anything i say can and will be used against me in a court of law no#well the pick of the litter is Luis Serra Navarro#cause he hit most of the marks and she thought the cultural piece on his end would be a good challenge from a counselors pov + cult trauma#that list had all my husbands and wives (no joke 15+) on it so there was no way I'd lose so I felt pretty good#she remarked that she was tempted at the Ardyn and Karl types cause “he looks neat” but took one look at their info on the wiki and thought#“This man is so fucked up its gonna take more than 10 pages to cover everything lets keep it simple”#she said it nicer than me but i thought that was funny as shit (jokes on her Luis is probably gonna take up 10 depending on my bandwidth)#anyway at some point during the term im gonna have a diagnostic paper on Luis from RE4#I might post it up here after the end of term cause I think that would be fun for people to pick at#anyway kind of a good day but also kind of a shit day but overall okay#burnout is still a bitch. I miss everyone on here I miss writing fictional stuff I'm feeling a lot today#magenta is my vent word
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Imagine, in a time when people are being stripped of their bodily autonomy and literally dying because of it, you're trying to do the same to an actor all because he doesn't want the same fictional storyline as you do.
#yes this is 100% for the “it doesn't matter what Ryan wants” crowd#look i don't even like him but yes it does#especially when said storylines would involve simulated intimacy#and all over some fictional characters who don't even matter at the end of the day#sorry but I've been holding a few things back for too long and i guess it's all coming out tonight#let's not forget it would involve him sticking around and maybe he doesn't want to anymore#sure seems like it lately#911 abc
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someone in the comments of the new iwtv teaser said "Sam is not beating the allegations of being possessed by Lestat" and like. have you heard of a thing called "acting"
#im not gonna reply to the comment itself bc that way madness lies but i AM gonna bitch about it here#ik its like a joke or whatever but comments like that just rub me the wrong way#it would be one thing if it were a comment on a video of him at an interview or whatever *as himself* and was acting lestat-ish#but its literally a video of him playing lestat!#he is not being possessed by a fictional character he is PLAYING said character because he is an ACTOR because that is his JOB#which he is quite good at!#even if its meant as a compliment to his acting it still bothers me#because it ignores the hard work that goes into portraying a character like that and the deliberate choices that are made by the actor#not to mention the rest of the crew/creative team#also if i was playing a character like lestat and someone said i was “possessed” by them i might be kinda peeved#bc lestat is like. not a good dude.#i wouldnt want to be compared to him#id want to be able to take that character off at the end of the day#tbh its just skirting a little too close to treating actors as fictional characters instead of actual people which i am not a huge fan of#idk its probably not even that deep but it hit a nerve and im feeling bitchy today#iwtv#the vampire lestat#sam reid
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I KNOW I apologized once already but I really can't say it enough I'm SO sorry the raymanposting my blog used to be flooded with has slowed down so much omg 😭🙇♂️ I wouldn't have batted an eye a year or two ago because I used to parkour between f/os literally like every week but most of my followers are here for rayman I think... he's napping right now sorry y'all
#sorry I haven't responded to rayman related asks/dms either#but I have to take a break and distance myself a bit for my own mental health I don't want to become bitter and resentful#I feel like I'm pushing him away but I have to remind myself that like. at the end of the day he is a fictional character#I can't push him away! he can't get hurt. he is pixels on a screen. I can always come back to him at a later point when I'm doing better#it's just hard!!! 😭#either way taking a break has done WONDERS for my mood and mental health so I will keep vibing like I am now 🙏#I'm overthinking it I think!#mine
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Imagine crawling under the Horned King's robe to cuddle with him ... It doesn't necessarily have to be a sexual situation (though it could possibly lead to that if you're both up to it - I mean does he even wear anything else underneath there?👀), but could also simply be a tender moment of both physical and emotional closeness.
Author's note: This was originally supposed to be an imagine at best or simply just me yelling out my thoughts about the Horned King, but somehow it kind of accidentally turned into a short story. Things you do at 5am I guess. This man probably has to much control over my mind at this point (not that I'm complaining).
The Horned King x Reader - Cuddling under his robe
It's cold this evening, though this is not something particularly unusual. The wind is howling around the walls of the castle, and you're snuggling a little closer to the Horned King as you're resting in your shared bed together. You feel his grip around your waist tighten ever so slightly, when suddenly an idea sparks up in your mind. Maybe there is an even better way to escape the cold than just pressing yourself up against him ...
He tilts his head, but doesn't say anything yet when you wriggle yourself out of his embrace and crawl towards the foot of the bed. You hesitate for a moment, but eventually decide to lift the hem of his robe.
"What are you doing, my dear?"
You can hear mild confusion in his voice, and stop in your motion for a moment, one of your hands pulling up the fabric a little while the other is resting on his calf.
"Just trying to escape the cold ..."
With that, you lean forwards and start crawling under the king's robe. The thick fabric holds off any light, so you let your hands follow the contours of his body as you move upwards, careful not to put your weight onto him in an uncomfortable way. You can feel a smile forming on your face as you finally stick your head through the collar - which luckily is wide enough to fit both of you.
"I thought it might be warmer underneath here, and I have to say that I'm not disappointed. But I also just wanted to be close to you ..."
The Horned King's gaze turns soft - over time you've learned to read his more subtle facial expressions - , and when you lean forwards a little to press a kiss onto his lipless mouth, you can feel him eagerly reciprocate the motion, to the best of his abilities at least. He lets out a content sigh as you rub your nose against his cheek and wraps his arms around you, resting his hands on your back. You allow your body to relax completely as you lay down on top of his own, and although he's not giving off any body warmth, you relish the feeling of being pressed up against his bare skin.
"This is perfect ..."
You mumble as you're nuzzling your face into his neck. Your eyelids are starting to get heavier as he gently rubs your back, and a yawn escapes you.
"Rest now, my dear."
Your king's soothing voice still reaches you as your consciousness starts to drift off into the shadows.
"Rest well. I will not be going anywhere right now ..."
#I haven't written any proper (fan)fiction in ages I have actually no idea where the hell this came from#it was such a good feeling though! I think I usually overthink way too much about the build-up of the scenario#or whether I'm portraying the characters' personalities properly that I'm too anxious to actually start anything#but here I was like 'I'm going to write this cute scenario just because I want to' and the words started forming basically on their own#I hope inspiration like this strikes me for my other loves too at some point#also ik I've been all about the king in the past days but be assured my love for my other faves is as strong as ever <3#I have a feeling he's probably going to end up up there with my main f/os at some point though#f/o: 💀#the horned king#the black cauldron#disney villains#the horned king x reader#x reader#villain x reader#f/o imagine#self ship#fanfiction#writing#selniaswriting#suggestive#(not really but just to make sure)
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apparently if you pressure astarion into sex after his confession in act 2 he'll straight up dump you, which makes me happy to hear because he's developing his boundaries and relearning self worth. it's a hard scene to watch (and one i could never bring myself to play through personally), but i'm really glad the developers included it bc your actions should have consequences and you shouldn't be able to treat the characters like shit and have them still fawn over you. also, he says THIS in response to tav saying that he seemed to be enjoying himself, and i don't think he could get more explicitly ace unless he had a big blinking neon sign on his forehead that read ACESPEC


#len speaks#astarion#bg3#like i understand not everyone gets this dialogue (i sure didn't) but it feels bad to ignore his plainly stated identity tbh!!#idk. i'm very nascent in my gray ace identity but its not nice to see people straight up ignore his identity for their own gratification and#pleasure (like the drow scene tbh. not a fan of that)#like at the end of the day its a video game and he's fictional and you can do whatever you want forever but his asexuality means a lot to me#and ik i'm not alone in that. so i think allo ppl should be aware and respectful of that and at the LEAST not spew aphobia or anything#like the bar is in hell but it's still not being cleared. thankfully i havent seen very much of that at all firsthand but i do not trust#this website to be normal abt characters like him lol
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i think its clear on a narrative level that sam kept the revelation about the demon blood from dean for so long because (not only was it super inconvenient seeing as he died right after he found out and then he like immediately found out dean was gonna die) he is clearly deeply ashamed of it
#sam kept it a secret for so long to show us. the audience. that he was embarrassed of it (and also writers strikes)#sorry i saw someone criticise him for keeping it a secret yesterday and i havent stop thinking about it since#also at the end of the day its a bad thing that happened to SAM#and it is completely consistent with his character that he took the time to process it privately#like idc if it would have been better for dean to know#i dont need my fictional characters to always act completely rationally#sorry i had to get the rant out
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I think the debate of whether or not rui is more or less gay coded than other pjsk ocs is fucking stupid and I have no interest in it. Why are we playing gayness Olympics. but it does rub me the wrong way that people seem to get so Big Mad about it that they’ll go “there’s no gay coding at all” wrt rui like I’m sorry but there is. Coding a man as gay is not the same as coding a woman as gay. However I am not here to be a warrior for gay men when this fanbase already has beef with the concepts of lesbians existing so I will refrain from “erm actually”-ing about it in a lengthy lecture.
#at the end of the day it is a fictional character & idgaf if people disagree#I only gaf when people are loudly wrong.#mine#he’s not gonna act like minori or an or saki. just like they are not gonna act like rui#I do however care when someone says tsk is explicitly gay coded because it’s a take that is wrong AND funny#rui#why don’t we all just hold hands and frolic in a circle ok? ok. smile.#+ I don’t want anything to do with the debate because at least rui/f enjoyers are caring about female characters#bar is on the floor I know but you do not want to know the depths of rks trenches I’ve been in#fantasia squad or whatever it’s called they’ll never make me like you
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