#hes allowed to be angry with his dad

[senseiwu]

"Whys lloyd nicer to harumi than his dad"

I think you just answered the question right there. His dad.

Meant to love and support and be there for him

But Lloyd's whole life has been marked by things his father has done. And then s8 onwards kicks it up a whole bunch of notches.

He doesn't have to accept any changes, after all his father has done.

He's also like a thousand/s of years old.

It's probably easier to think that someone around your age, who's only been doing bad things the past few years, who you know is hurt too, can change more. That might hurt less.

...there's also the whole thing of. Manipulation having lasting effects lmao

[atoriv-art]

older designs for my specialest guy

[selininero]

[itz-pandora]

Huh. If my life was a quote, it'd be "one of those sad ones with a deceptively happy tune"

[yuseirra]

This comic must really be pulling my heart in a pretty painful way...it's about I stop talking about it, but I think I keep going about because I really can't stand seeing a once kind character...not being properly addressed.

I think I can understand the writing choices of having a person like that break severely. It's not like I can't accept it if they make him the worst villain in the world, that character is theirs(although I sincerely believe that would be a horrible choice to make and I think they would know too)

But the fact that we can't even be sure to what to feel about him really frustrates me. I don't even know what he's actually done yet and there are these vague hints and speeches of him being a horrible person but I don't get to WITNESS that as that actually plays out, we don't get to see what he thinks, what brought him to be this way all the while he has a really strong potential of a narrative that can be explored. The songs display that, so I feel it'd come, but because it's not my work, I can't have any control over it or get a solid sense, right.. It's very tiring.

While that's being taken place I can see a once kind person REALLY hurting, and they never got any help at all till they got destroyed. That aspect of him never gets properly acknowledged and he's hopelessly alone while our protagonist dunks him in the water, chokes him and smiles in relief after thinking he did his part. Why doesn't anyone understand his pains and what kind of person he used to be? It really upsets me. I also can sense why the writer could have made this choice, but in that case, they're not handling this character with respect yet. The problem I have is that there is no guarantee that they will either, I definitely would if I were to be them, and I can infer what direction the story can go, it can be a really good one in that case and I would respect it, but I can't be sure, you know? Regardless of the outcome, I think it's an aspect that should be explored and given to the readers already.

That's the problem with weekly pieces, the wait can get so harsh. Not so many chapters have passed and they would tackle this the way I see it, probably... Things would be resolved one way or the other after a year or so, with the author's intended pacing... But the ambiguity is so painful!!

I wouldn't have as a hard time if I cannot feel things. There are some very strong feelings that get to me when I see this and it makes me feel so pained, the fact that the piece makes me wonder if I'm even allowed to feel pained in relation to the character is just terrible. What did I do to deserve this??

Well, I suffer one way or the other when I get into a series, SOMETHING happens in it that makes me feel very sad. Do you know? Recently, I read the sense of empathy is strongly interconnected with sadness. Perhaps you can relate to others because you can feel sorry towards them, it does make sense. Sadness pains you. You want to alleviate it, if you feel sad about someone else, you wish to tend to them and help them. I'm not sure if I can say that about myself entirely but I CERTAINLY feel pretty sad!! And I want to feel happy, for goodness sake.

They'll handle this just fine. If they don't...well, they really want to make me start writing my own work too. I'm also the type that does inflict a lot of pain to my characters depending on the story, so I feel like I see what the writers want to do. They're probably not doing this to their character because they hate him, they want to make a point. Because the world is like that sometimes. If it were to be about me and my characters, I won't be cruel on them just for the sake of being cruel...they are like my children in a way or a part of myself. The crucial ones that weren't made as a device at least(even them I feel a bit sorry for, for not having given them a chance to be developed much) the writers here are much more capable than I, I am in no place to judge them... I just hope that there will be something meaningful to derive out of all this in the end! And I really should draw out my own stories too! I have so much fun drawing things based on other's works...but I have to also make mine before I die. This gives me that sort of realization, I think I can talk about this piece a lot because it has many things that resonate with me and what I can spot out, relate to, invoke the feels etc, but it can never be exactly what I want it to be, and it should not be that way either. Even if no one would see it besides myself, maybe it's really time I start displaying what I like and think of... I put off thinking I'm not prepared and I lack the insight but it'll never happen at this rate. And... The ships I love, they certainly remind me of my ocs and characters!

In that case, I can actually go more out of my way with drawing my own characters because they're CANON. They're officially what I make of them..so yeah! The ships I love have great dynamic, right. Wait till you see what I made out of my ocs. I sent scenarios to my friend sometime back and they suffered in a good way :) I didn't get why they were so sad but maybe that's what's happening with me and onk too. Maybe the writer of this series and I function in a similar way on that aspect...(I really want that guy to have a chance to smile again though. How can his life be that cruel? He was sweet! That's why I am so bothered and distressed, he needs help, Ai is right. Ai was so righf about him.)

[sob-dylan]

i’ve been home for just two hours and i already want to blow my brains out jesus fucking christ

[willosword]

literally all they had to do to get me attached to mark grayson was give him permanent eyebags huh 😔

[ssreeder]

Hi pook 😢 ( sorry if u don’t like the nickname) but I’ve been reading your series and I am reading Into the Fire (chapter 8) and I’m just wondering why you made Sokka give in so easily when people tell him to control himself that’s not Zuko. Because I would imagine that he would be more stubborn and more focused on what he wants instead of being caring. Even though he’s a caring and kind person I feel like being in prison would make him more selfish and less understanding of other people if than makes sense 😭

Like it just aggravates me when I see Katara try to idk really baby him and control him a bit (not mentally) it just kind of annoys me. Because even though Sokka loves his Sister I feel like he shouldn’t listen to her for real.

But that’s just me because that’s my opinion coming from someone behind has anger issues/ gets angry easily 🤷‍♀️

I love love love this series btw!!!!

I added your other ask too so I could respond to both! Hiiii hellooooo I don’t mind nicknames it’s actually nice because then I can keep anons apart haha

as for your comment about sokka I gotta say you’re probably the first person to tell me sokka isn’t angry enough haha. Which is fine because everyone’s allowed to have their own opinions, but my thoughts on LIAB angry sokka is his intelligence is often battling his emotions. I think sokka is smart enough to know he isn’t supposed to be lashing out at people the way he is or clinging to Zuko so tightly to where they both can’t breathe. i also think he is desperate to be back to his “old self” without actually wanting to be his old self. I do think he is fighting his path to healing every step of the way but even with all the time spent in prison he is still SOKKA. He cares for people he loves his family and he knows from watching his parents growing up what a healthy relationship looks like - his codependency to zuko is probably not it. I doubt it will change much, but when people tell him ‘you need to chill’ Sokka is very much like I FUCKING KNOW BUT I HAVE NO CHILL!!! NONE! ZERO CHILL.

but I can’t imagine sokka wanting to hurt anyone who doesn’t deserve it. Or fighting his friends and family to isolate himself anymore than he already is. I have learned that writing a more emotionally triggering fic does stir up emotions in people and causes them to project onto the characters a bit which is fine but everyone processing trauma differently. & sokka is doing it his own way just like zuko is.

Also…. This is a fanfic and I don’t know if people wanna read sokka being a raging asshole for 50k… so some of the realism in healing gets lost to word count because unfortunately I can’t spend years and 1000k helping these boys overcome their trauma so some of it has to be rushed a little for word count / plot purposes haha.

Liiiiiiisten here pooki-anon you come yell at me anytime about liab I’ll be right here to soak up every word! Thanks for the ask I’m glad you’re enjoying the series!!

[xxxemilyg1996]

Happy dead dad day!

[4uru]

I'm pretty sure me being a child of divorce also has smth to do with me being an atheist.

Even though I wasn't raised to be that religious (I was reading the Qur'an atp but I saw it as a thing to be studied and they didn't tell me the meaning, i could just recite it) But idk having your view of love, respect, trust, relationships and the world on the day you turn 8 does smth to a bitch.

[lord-squiggletits]

I know this fandom is capable of nuance because I see plenty of in-depth discussions about severely morally gray (more black than gray tbh) discussions of characters like IDW Prowl and IDW Megatron. So I know that the reason people don't talk about IDW Optimus isn't because they're not capable of taking an interest in complex/controversial characters.

At this point I'm literally convinced that it's just bc what the fandom wants Optimus to be is a dumb himbo team dad (and the malewife to whichever character they ship him with). So because IDW Optimus can't be simplified into a silly himbo or shy sad uke twink, and his character writing deliberately asks the question of "is Optimus a good person and how much do good intentions matter compared to the harm caused along the way" instead of making Optimus the Unquestioned Moral Paragon of the series, people react by utterly shunning and refusing to acknowledge or write about IDW Optimus the same way they're willing to write about other IDW characters who are far worse than he is.

That, and most ppl haven't even read the comics and so the version of IDW Optimus they think is utterly an asshole, is a caricature that only exists in their own brain constructed from out of context comic panels of him and nothing else lol. Like when people see the panel of OP beating up Prowl and going "omg he's evil" ignoring/not being aware of the fact the reason he did is bc Prowl tried to kill an entire planet of people. As just one of many examples. Bc god forbid people actually read the comics and see why he made those decisions in context, let's just cherrypick the worst incidents with zero explanation and act as if that's the sum of his character

[infizero]

blah blah blah YES norman was going to allow ruby to partake in contests. doesnt change the fact he beat him up lol!

[privateolives]

This is actually pretty important in general.

A common mistake is trying to debate issues from where you are, but if you want to reach other people, you have to go to where they are first and gradually lead them there.

I had a cool chat with a museum worker once, who explained that they keep a little McDonald's toy of Disney's Hercules besides some depictions of the actual myth (Legally purchased, look up the international exhibit in the Copenhagen national museum for the cool story). A modern audience isn't going to connect with a random ancient picture, but they will connect with the cartoon, and that connection will get them interested in the artifact and it's surrounding text. That way, they're going to the level of understanding that the audience is as and gently direct them in the right direction.

You need to remember that where YOU are in your understanding is build on a lot of previous work building up understandings into "of course it's like this"s, and lots of people aren't going to have that pre-understanding! And if they don't have that pre-understanding, they're not going to make sense of anything you say. ESPECIALLY if you're angry or trying to point out a morally questionable behavior.

Think of it like this: If you spend a good portion of your life trying to be a good person based on what you've been taught a morally good person is, and some irate person suddenly tells you you're a dick for some bullshit reason? Most likely, the response is going to be "Well I'm trying very hard, this person is clearly an asshole and whatever they say clearly doesn't have any credit."

If you come in swinging, anything you say after that point is likely to get invalidated subconsciously by the person you're talking to, no matter how right you are. Sometimes it can create so much resistance that the other person will go on the defencive anytime they hear any buzzwords you used. That's how we end up with people making fun of any "leftist terminology".

It feels good to let out all your justified righteousness, but sometimes you have to make a choice between whether you want to feel good being angry or actually moving people in the right direction.

GRADE SCHOOL SJWS stop using social justice language to explain shit to your conservative parents IT’S NOT GONNA GO THROUGH now all they have are some new words to make fun of. don’t tell your mom she’s being fatphobic tell her she’s being a dick

[inbabylontheywept]

bad dating stories time: the shoe incident

so in highschool, my best friend wasnt allowed to go on dates unless there was another couple there to keep an eye on him. part of this was his parents being insane, but also, part of it was him being insane. in a problem with no reasonable parties, there are no reasonable solutions.

at some point in my junior year, my sorta-gf broke up with me, and i just wasnt feeling dating, which was bad for my friend, because he had a good thing going with a girl he met in court.

he kind of hounded me about it. kept pushing me to just put me feet back in the dating pool and i wasnt real thrilled about it, because i knew he was pushing me for his own benefit, not mine, so i kept telling him to fuck off, and after a few weeks of being told that i would date when i was damn well ready, he eventually said: okay. what if i paid for the date AND found you a blind date AND all you had to do was show up?

and i shouldve said no, i know, but i let him wear me down, and i will own my fault in that. a date starting on such a stupid premise could never have gone well.

but he still managed to find a way to make it worse.

i dont know how long he tried to set a blind date up. it couldve been multiple attempts. he couldve stooped to this immediately. but what happened in the end was that he called a girl from the ward he attended - a girl that he knew had a giant, mushy crush on him - and he said: hey! how would you feel about going on a date this weekend?

(you know, implying it was with him, but never actually saying it.)

and she said YES WOW I WOULD LOVE TO and he said great! and then he called me up and said he found me a date.

i did not learn about his crimes until several weeks later. i will die swearing before god almighty that i would never have allowed this travesty to happen if i had known.

that was on a monday. the date of the date rolled around that friday evening, and im sorry to confess, i really phoned the whole thing in. i showed up in my favorite comfy outfit, which was also a fashion crime: basketball shorts and flipflops and a baja hoodie. it was super comfy but it made me look kind of crazy. i picked him up first, and then i picked up his date next, and then we went to pick up my date, and thats where you're gonna get the play by play.

i arrived, walked across the yard, and knocked on the front door. she opened it almost immediately, like shed been waiting right by it, and i could see her expression go from OMG IM SO EXCITED to super disappointed, then disgusted and finally pissed. and because i didn't know about my friends sins, i thought it was from my outfit. which seemed... harsh. like, hey, im allowed to be quirky, fuck you. also its a blind date, i thought the deal was that we were both going to be sad broken sacks of mortality.

anyway, we looked at each other for several seconds before she slammed the door in my face.

i looked back at my friend. he was sweating bullets. i dont know what he expected from this, but there was this big long pause where we both tried to figure out what to do, and then the door opened up, and her dad invited me in, and he said she was gonna need a few minutes to finish getting ready, and that in the meantime we could sit and talk.

we did not talk. we did sit. i sat down on the couch, and he sat down in a chair across the couch, and then instead of talking he cleaned his pistol on the coffee table. i wasnt actually sure if it was a threat, or if it was just a fidget thing for 40+ year old republican men, but when i tried to help he got snappy so i just watched him put a pistol back together.

he was okay at it.

eventually my date came downstairs, still mad as hell for reasons beyond my ken, and i felt pretty guilty for being such a mess because i thought that was why she was so angry. i tried to make up for by walking her to the car and getting the door for her, just generally trying to be extra polite, but before i could make it back to the drivers side, her dad called me back to the door. so i flipped around, went to the door, and immediately regreted my decision.

soon as i was within range, her dad got waaaay too close to me, leaned in, and said "whatever you do to her, i will do to you," and my brain went into overdrive making three consecutive realizations.

realization one was, damn, the pistol thing was a threat. that sucks. what an asshole. realization two was, wait, im autistic and even i know theres a 0% chance me and my date even hold hands, least of all boink. does this guy actually think there's even a 1% chance of anyone in that car getting laid tonight? is he an idiot? and then realization three went through, which was wait, is this guy threatening to fuck me? and unfortunately, with my brain doing so much processing, my mouth was left to run amok, so somewhere between realization 2 and 3, i said:

"i can't get pregnant"

which, i swear, wasn't actually me trying to be a smartass, it was just me pointing out that he couldn't actually follow up on that threat. it just wasn't possible. we do not live in the omegaverse and im not scared of you.

still, it was an insanely catastrophic thing to say, and the moment we both heard it, we bluescreened. that single sentence obliterated both of our momentary streams of consciousness like a saltine in front of a sand blaster. problem was, he'd probably gone his whole life not even realizing someone could say something that stupid, and making that realization was going to cost him a lot of thinking time. me though? i had been saying shit like that for 17 years, i didnt have to rewrite my expectations of human nature, i just had to plan an exit and start striding. so i was already halfway back to the car before i heard "hey. hey come back. Hey. Hey. HEY. HEY WAIT. HEY GET BACK HERE. HEY-"

and then i was in my car, and i drove away.

if this happened today, he'd have called her, and the whole thing wouldve imploded then and there, but back then, there were still a decent number of teenagers without cell phones. especially the teenagers of insane, gun toting parents. so she just said: whoa what was that all about? and i said: dont worry about it, he'll tell you about it when you get home.

and she said: ok and went back to staring daggers at me and my friend.

WHICH SURPRISINGLY isnt even how the story ends.

we went to an improv comedy show, and it was a disaster. it shouldve been like, 7/10 tops, but between my date being mad, and my friend having a good time, and me having the existential terror of knowing that a guy with a pistol was probably waiting outside his house for me to come back, it was easily 11/10. i laughed way too hard at everything. especially the jokes that flopped. id sit there in this mostly silent room and laugh until i dry heaved a little, and my date was absolutely disgusted, and even my friend was a little embarrassed, which would just make me laugh harder. i laughed so hard that night i could barely talk the next day. and then the show ended, and my friend said, you know, that was a good time, but i think we should maybe do something a little chiller? who wants to walk around the park? and his date said yeah, and my date said no, and i finally had mercy on the poor woman so i said, look, im gonna drop you off. and i am so, so sorry about this, but im dropping you off like a block away. super duper sorry.

do talk to your dad about the pistols thing if you dont want this happening more in the future tho.

and she said: okay. so i dropped her off, and she walked a block down, and that was that.

then i drove my friend and his date to a park that was good for wandering. i figured they wanted something more private, so instead of following them around point blank, i chose a park with this 30 foot rope tower, and i climbed to the top and i said: hey i can see you anywhere from up here, you are officially chaperoned from a distance. get panopticoned idiot. except my friend really is an idiot, and he didnt really get the whole 'now i dont have to third wheel so insanely hard with you guys' thing so he climbed up the tower too, and then his date followed behind him, so there are three people basically sitting together on top of a telephone pole.

and then they started making out.

i was close enough to hear it.

i didnt really know what to do so i was just kind of sitting there, dissociating, when some college kids came around and started shaking the tower. my friend's date went aaaaaaaaaa im afraid of heights :( and my friend went oh, dont worry, ill hold you tight ;) and i went hey, im gonna climb down and ask them to stop.

so i did climb down, and i did ask them to stop, and they flipped me off, which i wasnt even mad about. at that point i was i was like yeah, it would be weirder if this wasnt a mess. gods plan has been to fly this day like a 747 into my metaphorical twin towers and brother he is close enough for me to see him grinning through the cockpit window. still, eventually the college students got bored, so they climbed up the tower, which gave my friend and his date a window to climb down, and together we walked back to my car.

now, i cant explain why this is, but sitting back in the drivers seat was my carriage-back-into-a-pumpkin moment. i'd been chill about all the chaos, just rolling with the punches, but sitting down made me realize how much of a shitshow the day had been, and while i couldnt go back and fix all of it, i could go back and fix one thing.

so i told my friend and his date, hey, you two, stay here and don't do anything weird. don't. then i walked back to the rope tower, and i started picking up the shoes the college students had left at the base in order to climb.

about halfway through this, i realized that if i took all their shoes, they might think i was in it for the money, and i actually wanted them to know i was in it specifically to spite them. fuck those guys. so i put all the right shoes back, gave myself a 100 foot headstart, yelled "nice shoes, assholes", did a little jig, and started running.

my advice to everyone is that college students are faster than you think. even with the headstart, and the whole climb down the tower thing, i was still only fivish seconds ahead of them by the time i got to my car. i flung the door open, looked in the backseat, didnt see anyone, flung the stolen shoes in the backseat, heard two "ow"s, took that as proof of presence, jumped in and pealed out of the lot.

my friend and his date popped up a few seconds later. they were, uh, doing something weird in the back seat. my one request - obliterated.

they climbed up to ask where the hell all the shoes had come from, and i was like yeah i stole them from the college students, and they were like oh. cool. hope you had fun. and i was like, i did. i did. but speaking of fun, what were you doing back there?

and for the first time in my buddies life, i think he was actually embarassed.

[goldinavonlea]

dean calling himself daddy’s blunt little instrument you will always always be famous 💕🥰✨

[fandom-trash-and-hyperfixations]

Those tags!!! I know this so deeply. My mom, far from perfect, tried so hard to give us a good life and sometimes I said things I didn't mean. With my dad, who loved me, but I didn't see often, I would never! I did not act out, always did chores and what I was told, because I was never sure he loved me enough to keep me if I acted out. Oof the poor boy is probably thinking about this fight every day, wishing he could fix it.

I love your art soooo much-it gives me life!! 🥰🥰🥰

I have a question about Milek and Jaskier! Milek says they fought before Jask went missing-what did they fight about? Did Milek say something he shouldn’t have? 👀😢 is there ANGST?

Also does Geralt know Mileks plush friend is called Roach? Because surely that’s a clue that Milek is his…(I love this universe so much)!!🥹❤️❤️❤️

[MASTERPOST] That was the last conversation they had before Milek stormed out - and when he came back, Jaskier was. gone. The thing is, Jaskier knows what Milek is interested in (and he is not even wrong about that, Milek has an interest in medicine, and helping people, and I think when they met he was Shanis biggest fan) and I think Jaskier is aware that some of the conflict does have its roots in Milek not wanting to leave him, even if they get really heated and ugly in their arguments. Milek shouldn't feel like he has to care for him, or have to protect him and at times I think Jaskier feels quite ashamed, which leads him to being way too unrelenting at times - especially if he thinks he's doing something to protect Milek.