#i have never met someone who lacked as much common sense as he. i think he’s gonna get canned before he’s able to resign on his own terms

[deus-ex-mona]

my five surviving braincells when something remotely good happens:

[elvensorceress]

In all the excitement about bi!Buck, (which— yay! Amazing! Very exciting! No notes!) I think there’s a part of this story we’re missing. I haven’t seen anyone talk about it, so have some rambling.

 It wasn’t just Buck who looked at this experienced, older, queer man and wanted to know him. It was also Eddie. 

We have never seen Eddie go so hard, so immediately for anyone. To the point his best friend of years felt like he was being ignored by him. Yes, Buck wanted Tommy’s attention for obvious reasons. But he was also slighted by the perceived lack of attention from Eddie. 

Suddenly, Eddie is spending multiple times a week going out with this man. Going to Vegas with this man. Working out with him, working on his car with him, doing karaoke and trivia night with him? Asking his alleged girlfriend to babysit more than once so that he can go out with Tommy? Obviously, it was from jealous!Buck’s point of view, but seriously. If Buck felt ignored, what is Marisol even thinking? Did Eddie bother to make time for his new girlfriend? What spare time would he even have if they work several 24 hour shifts and he’s also gone out with Tommy at least three times in one week? And is probably planning more?

Not that I think Eddie’s feelings for Tommy are necessarily in the same vein as Buck’s feelings for Tommy. But my gosh, Eddie giggly and kicking his feet and twirling his hair while on the phone with Tommy was so very loud. And actually a pretty neat contrast to being distracted and trying to text Marisol “hey mari it me eddie” to ask her out. Eddie’s sudden infatuation with Tommy was a thousand times more than anything we’ve seen from him for anyone. Considering that what he stated he wanted was the magical chemistry he’d found when he and Shannon got together, like… is that not what he just found with Tommy? 

Again, it doesn’t necessarily mean Eddie has any explicit romantic or sexual attraction toward Tommy. I suppose he could? But the point is more that wow, there is some kind of intense draw pulling Eddie to him even if we interpret it as platonic. 

Buck says at the end of the ep that they met this guy and he was so cool and Buck wanted to get to know him. Which makes sense given that Buck is canonically crushing on him and going to be dating him. But Eddie was actually the one who got there first. Eddie also had a reaction somewhere along those lines of “he’s really cool, I need to know him” to the point where he’s all of a sudden spending most if not all of his free time with him. 

And I don’t think it’s a coincidence that this person Eddie wants to spend time with is an experienced, out queer man who is comfortable in his own sexuality and his own masculinity. (He has so much in common with Eddie! They have so many similar interests! They have a magical click together that makes Eddie want to be around him all the time! There’s so much they can do together!) 

Eddie might not have even known it, maybe in the same way Buck also didn’t know it, but Eddie definitely latched onto that, too. Which is very interesting, no? Very— queers finding each other and bonding over shared experiences even before they know that’s what they’re doing. 

It can easily be someone who is likely confused about their own feelings but knows they are having certain feelings just not the names to put to those feelings, and consequently seeking guidance and reassurance that there are other people who are just like them who have these feelings as well. It’s realizing how they can be themselves, that they can be queer in a way that fits who they are instead of what they might conceptualize as queer because of stereotypes and preconceived notions. It’s learning you can be you and also be queer. That there are people like you out there. 

Eddie found something with Tommy that he hasn’t been shown to have found anywhere else. It’s a new and different thing for him, too. And if it were just about excitement over a new friend, why is it so much so quickly all at once? Eddie’s a social person. He’s a friendly, charming, charismatic person. He has friends. But it feels like this is a very different sort of friendship for him. 

And the fact that this is the same man who just gave Buck his bisexual awakening is verrrry inch resting. 

Also regardless of what kind of feelings Eddie and Tommy might have been having for each other, they were so going on dates. Flying someone to Vegas because you have tickets that have been sold out for weeks to something they enjoy? Like damn Eddie. You pulled a sugar daddy. 

Anyway. Eddie is queer, too. Double sexuality awakenings, ready go!

That is all! 💕

[gaytamorfosi]

What effect does this have on you?

🇬🇧 ("Che effetto ti fa?" Versione Inglese)

A frightening sense of dizziness won't let me be on this sultry August morning. A small taste of supernatural experience, it lasted a handful of minutes and it was enough. There's no turning back from something like this. That scene repeats itself incessantly before my eyes, my stomach churns and I feel like I'm lacking oxygen, like I'm on the verge of fainting. It is not a fleeting sensation, but a prolonged one, which has clouded my mind for hours while the room seems to slowly turn on itself. 

I met Dario thanks to a mutual friend. I couldn't believe that a person with fantasies so similar to mine lived near me. For years I had considered my kinks as an absolutely private and intimate thing, not thinking that I would ever find someone with my same tastes who understood me fully. When I saw Dario, I was pleasantly surprised: he was very handsome, definitely out of my league. Gathering courage, I asked him out. I don't think a bald, overweight bear like me has much of a chance with a guy with a perfect body like Dario, but considering we had several things in common, I thought it was a great opportunity and stepped forward. I was surprised when he said yes; maybe I had a small chance with him. 

Last night we went out together and had a wonderful evening. Time flew by and in an instant we found ourselves alone in my house. It was too good to be true. I asked myself if we would have sex, fearing I was rushing things too much: I didn't want to waste this precious opportunity; I really like him a lot. 

“We ended up not talking about our fantasies,” he said. “What would you do if you were faced with a person who was actually capable of changing their appearance and becoming someone else?” I had never asked myself this question. "It's a hot fantasy, but I have no idea on how I would react in reality," I replied. At that point, Dario began to undress. I remained a few meters away, surprised and embarrassed. Left with only a pair of shorts on, Dario sank into the armchair and his massive, virile body began to shrink and rejuvenate. In a few seconds he had become a guy who was about twenty years old. I had dreamed of a scene like that many times, but living it was something else entirely. I was speechless in front of that impossible scene. "Don't you like Thomas?" he asked, reading the confusion in my eyes. "He's an English TikToker, as handsome as he is useless and arrogant."

That Thomas wasn't really my type, but I couldn't deny that he was a hot guy. In any case, all that came out of my mouth was an awkward, meaningless babble, and then silence fell. I hadn't yet wrapped my mind around the transformation when Dario's appearance changed again, this time replicating mine, in every way. The only difference was that Dario was standing there wearing only his shorts and with his legs wide open. "What effect does this have on you?" he asked. Once again I didn't know how to respond: it was a scenario I had never even imagined. A sense of excitement mixed with euphoria pervaded me. I had never found myself particularly attractive, but Dario's attitude in my body made it exciting, against all odds. Even before my head could make sense of all this, my body started sending me clear signals: seeing my self-confident copy made me hard. Like a mirror, Dario began to get excited in the same way, while smiling smugly. 

I wonder what turned me on... The transformation itself? My reflection? The idea that someone could find me attractive enough to take my shape? I only know that when Dario got up from the chair and his lips touched mine, it was as if the world began to spin in reverse. From that moment on, nothing was the same as before; my heart remained in that room and Dario, by leaving, took with him every possibility of reasoning in a clear and coherent way, leaving me in this state. I never wanted to let him go again, but he promised he'd be back: "I just started rocking your world," he said before disappearing through the door.

[mikuni14]

I Hear The Sunspot - Ep 10

I won't lie if I say that series that create dramas out of nothing, creating problems and scenarios that are far removed from the ordinary lives of millions of people around the world, kind of annoy me 🙃 Kohei and Taichi's relationship is getting more and more weird and unnatural, and they had such a good flow in episodes 1-6. Taichi, who didn't allow any bullshit and openly confronted Kohei and everyone he met, is now unable to communicate. Kohei, who had a tendency to blurt out confessions about his feelings, is now unable to communicate. We also had scenes of them being shy, hiding, which were eventually resolved by contacting/meeting/ even visiting home, and we keep going back to the same point over and over again. Although that's not even it: I complained about the repetition, but now they're back to a point where they never even were. Besides, I really have the impression that the series creates artificial drama, the lack of communication has reached astronomical proportions, they either do not talk to each other AT ALL, and when they meet for a second, when they are not with Maya, they barely talk about important stuff, which was not a problem for them before. They cannot talk, they cannot make an appointment and meet with each other alone like adults, they do not use phones, they cannot get rid of Maya for 5 seconds.

I am generally furious with Kohei that he cannot once and properly put Maya down for her words and behavior towards Taichi, if someone spoke shit like that about someone I like - not even my close friend or crush, and someone like that is supposedly Taichi for Kohei - we would have a serious conversation about it: either stay and shut the fuck up, or leave.

I absolutely hate how Maya described Taichi not knowing him at all and how Kohei immediately thought of it when he saw Taichi making a decision about his life, career and future. What the actual FUCK. Am I the only one who sees Taichi's life as being quite lonely and supporting himself and going to college and working and helping Kohei? And how he has to think about himself and his future because he has no supportive parents and no one will do it for him? How can anyone even think of him as doing it all thoughtlessly or on purpose? Or that he "abandons Kohei" because he is a stupid and cruel person who never cared? ☹

What is the point of this BL at all, since there has been no BL for the last 4 episodes, and the main characters are drifting further and further away from each other with each episode. Why don't they struggle with all these adversities, problems TOGETHER. What is the point of all this, since there is no "togetherness" in it! 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

I just... I just love Kohei so much and he seems very lonely to me now. I started shipping him with Chiba-kun ngl, with whom he currently has the most chemistry and scenes lmao

On the one hand, it's not so good that the grandfather isn't more helpful and advising on the young man's important life decisions, on the other hand, the fact that he doesn't make a drama out of these decisions is a big relief for him 😊 Even if Taichi makes a bad decision, he'll have a place to go back to and he'll have the support of his grandfather, who won't make him feel bad about it or say "I told you so". Taichi is still young, he can do whatever he wants, he can go back to college someday, these are no longer the times when people had to make the most important life decisions before the age of 25, which were also irreversible. I think it was a good scene.

But what's worst about all this is that the series got itself tangled up in its own plot, because we don't have a single hint since ep 6 that Taichi is responding to Kohei's feelings, so this whole drama makes no sense. Since they have nothing in common romantically, if they want, they can meet up after work/school (although they haven't managed to do that yet lol) as friends, write to each other (also something they can't do) and live their own lives. Kohei can meet up with Maya since he prefers her company anyway, and Taichi can pursue his career. After all - there is no BL in this BL, so why the drama?

This show has become such a mess. But it would still be a "managable" mess if Kohei and Taichi had more than one scene per episode where something actually happened between them. And we didn't even have the aftermath of the famous "what if I didn't hate it". Like it never happened...

[apoptoses]

🚨 what do you think is the best and worst thing Armand ever did?

Oh anon strap in, this is gonna get heavy.

Disclaimer: this is my personal read, my own meta, everyone else is entitled to their own takes etc etc

We're gonna start with the worst: everything he did with Louis in iwtv.

Let me explain.

Something that is very common for survivors of trauma that was more psychological in nature and required betraying oneself in order to stay safe is to enter the fawn response. Aka people pleasing. Someone who has learned that they have to pretend to be someone else in order to keep others around them happy and keep themselves safe doesn't just shake that when the threat has ended. They then go on to feel as if they must do that in all future relationships in order to be loved and cared for, and if this goes unchecked then it can manifest into some really damaging behavior.

Things like lying about personal beliefs in order to tell the desired companion what the traumatized person thinks they want to hear, trying to control outcomes of certain situations in order for things to happen that they think will keep the desired companion with them. Someone who is people pleasing ends up saying "Yes I love the thing that you love" to one person, while saying deep down (or to another person) "I actually hate this thing so much".

And while it's understandable why someone who is people pleasing believes they have to act that way, it leads to their companion feeling manipulated when they find out that all the things that were said and done to 'please' them were untrue or done simply to control the situation and keep them around.

(And if it gets really out of control, subconscious behavior can become conscious acts of manipulation)

So with Louis we meet an Armand who says that he cares nothing for god, that if he met a mortal who inspired a lust for life in him once again he would turn that mortal immediately, that he would have turned Madeline himself. As readers we find out this isn't true later, that Armand struggles with his faith, that Armand would rather suffer anything than turn someone else into a vampire. But if we look at his words from a perspective of someone in a fawn response, he's saying those things because he believes that's what Louis needs to hear in order to accept his love and love him back.

And in more overt ways he forces Louis' hand with Madeline by using his influence, because Armand has decided it would be 'good' for Louis to turn her, that this will help him accept the loss of Claudia and come be with him. It's an act of controlling the situation to try to control for Armand's desired outcome (Louis loves me and will leave Claudia behind for me) but he's doing it under the people pleasing lie of 'this is what Louis needs, this is what will make him happy' when really it's about what will make Armand happy and safe. In that act subconscious fawning has become conscious manipulation.

While Armand's emotional detachment and lack of reaction to the burning of the theater and death of Denis is in many ways related to his self-admitted inability to feel anything at that time, there's also an aspect of fawning there: in order to people please one cannot offer their real feelings for fear of upsetting the companion. So really it just leads this situation where Louis doesn't know how Armand really feels about anything. He never shows Louis a moment of hurt or anger or outage, which we readers know he is capable of, because in order to feel safe and continue to 'please' he cannot let himself feel anything at all except that which his companion feels.

And that's why their relationship crumbles, because Louis is right: they cannot offer each other real love because Louis is mired in grief and Armand is incapable of being fully honest. He can't cultivate a true sense of self and show Louis that self because he's too swept in fawning for him and 'pleasing' him. Even when he and Louis break up he doesn't show his hurt, doesn't articulate having felt neglected. He just walks away, holds it all in, and fawns away his own feelings.

So that's why I think the best thing he did was that moment of sincerity with Daniel right before he turned him: admitting that he felt like a coward, and that he loved Daniel far too much to let him die.

In his explorations with Daniel Armand stops pleasing and swings to far other end of the spectrum for a time: he is so utterly absorbed in exploring the world and figuring out who he is and how he fits in that at times he doesn't consider Daniel's feelings much at all. But by the end of things when the running begins, he doesn't chase Daniel until Daniel calls for him. He becomes honest about his feelings and desires, despite the layers of shame he's heaped upon them. He stops detaching and fawning and gets real.

Which in the end is the key to him re-uniting with Louis and building a healthier relationship, creating his own home, opening the door to future reconciliation with Marius and having Daniel move back in with him. Armand had to learn to be himself fearlessly so that he would have genuine love to give.

[eri-pl]

Silm Advent calendar 15: Kindness

Bilbo sat in one of the cozier chairs in the library — still intricately carved, like everything in Imladris — and pondered about his book. Elrond seemed to like it, but he'd said he had some things to discuss (surely he would be polite enough not to question the events even if Gandalf did gossip about it, wouldn't he?). Anyway, some of the illustrations still needed finishing. The dragon was a pain — of course dragons were like that, and—

A single creak of the floor interrupted the hobbit’s musings. 

Elrond stood in the doorway, and very clearly had made the noise deliberately, out of politeness. The Elves were never heard if they did not want to, even here, with the wooden floors and many doors. 

Bilbo smiled, and the lord of Rivendell sat next to him. 

“Your book shall be a wonderful addition to my collection,” he said warmly. 

“...but there's some ‘but’ about it. You don't have to beat around the bush. I'm old enough to be able to handle criticism.”

Elrond looked at him with a strange expression, common for him, that may have been friendliness, sorrow, or simply lack of sleep. Did the last one even happen to Elves? Or to whatever he was exactly. Bilbo still wasn't entirely sure.

“...but you don't know much about summer, my friend, do you?”

“I haven't seen as many, but over a hundred is something.” Bilbo looked at Elrond cautiously, unsure where this conversation was going. (There was no mention of birthdays yet, but who knew?)

“A summer is not kind,” he replied, looking somewhere far away, and his eyes seemed darker than usual. “A summer can be the scorching heat and a drought that kills all of the land. Violent storms. Sea tearing into the land. A summer… can be something you've waited for centuries leaving you empty and broken.” Elrond spoke quietly, as if to himself. “It can be farewells with not much hope of meeting again, or at least— not anytime soon. Summers can be cruel. Almost as much as winters.”

Bilbo didn't know what to reply to such a strange remark, so he went with what worked best: common sense. “Summers in the Shire are always nice. Well, once in a while there is a tad too much rain and someone's field is flooded, or the mill needs repairing, but still, it's the kindest time of the year, even though the others aren't bad either. And you are like that. Except for the floods.”

Elrond smiled, but clearly there was something he wanted to say and did not. For a while they sat in silence in the warmth of the afternoon sun. The host moved as if to get up, but didn't yet. Instead, he said “You can write ‘as kind as a summer in the Shire’, then.”

“It would sound bad. Anyway, who's going to ever read it outside of the Shire? It's just an amateurish account of the adventures of one small hobbit, and some slightly bigger, and way braver Dwarves.”

“And Mithrandir,” added Elrond, looking more comfortable again. He leaned forward on the chair, closer to Bilbo.

“Well, he surely knows that summers are kind.”

“Still, I would rather not force everyone to read about my alleged kindness.”

“It's not alleged!” said Bilbo in the most forceful tone he could muster against an Elf.

Elrond smiled. “Thank you. I really appreciate that you think so. But less that you write so in a book that will be read by many people who haven't even met me. That's unseemly.”

“It would be if you wrote the book, but it's mine. You're just giving advice and corrections.”

“And my advice is: please, remove that description.”

“I won't.”

Bilbo expected (and not entirely without excitement) a long argument about this, but Elrond just sighed. “I think the more objective details are correct. And you have a feel for words that I didn't expect to find among hobbits.”

And with this, he left.

Maybe Bilbo should write ‘as a summer in the Shire’, after all. Warm, gentle and full of flowers. But — he thought again — nobody would read his book outside the Shire, except maybe Elrond’s family, so what would be the point?

His hands were cold despite the sun. It was the time for a good, hot tea with cookies. And maybe provoking one of the less kind residents of Imladris into a long argument about that or another historical event. Ideally one which they happened to live through.

[cuffmeinblack]

Needless Apologies

Garreth Weasley x gn!reader

Tags: fluff | light angst | hurt/comfort | description of injury

1.2k words

Summary: Garreth awkwardly comforts you after getting hurt.

The adventures, for lack of a better term, you shared with Natty and Sebastian meant that you'd formed strong friendships with them quickly, but they were so often fraught with so much drama and intensity given what you'd all been through, it was hard to just relax around them. You craved for a friendship that was easy and carefree, with someone who wanted to be in your company for you, not because of your power or your shared trauma but because they simply enjoyed your company. Garreth was that person.

The more time you spent with Garreth, the more you appreciated his uncomplicated friendship. It was everything you'd hoped for—warm and joyful, a welcome distraction from the pain you inflicted on a now daily basis. Of course, you couldn't help but notice that Garreth was attractive, and charming in his awkward and self-deprecating way. You'd find him in the common room, likely trying to persuade a poor unsuspecting first year into drinking a suspicious beverage, and he would flash you a wide smile that reached his piercing green eyes, and the feelings it inspired were more lustful than you cared to admit. Garreth had made it abundantly clear that he was interested in you from the moment you met, his eyes sweeping over you and lingering in entirely inappropriate places, but you'd ignored his fumbling attempts at flirting thus far. 

You crept up the stairs and waited hesitantly at Garreth's dormitory door, considering the ramifications of what you were about to do. You only wanted company, didn't you? Surely if he was your friend, he wouldn't mind being woken up. You turned the door handle and crept silently into the room, padding over to the bed where you knew he slept—you'd been in here once before, when Garreth had shown you his stash of illegally procured ingredients and sweets from Honeydukes' cellar, stashed safely in his trunk at the foot of his bed. You arm ached painfully as you drew back the curtain, finding the lump under the duvet and prodding him gently. Garreth let out a small moan and frowned at the touch before his senses caught up and his eyes flew open to look at you standing over him. He flinched, clutching his chest before sitting up with a confused and questioning look upon his freckled face.

"What…what are you doing here? Is everything okay?"

"I'm okay, sorry for waking you. I just needed some company, it's been a rough night," you whispered.

Garreth wasted no time in shuffling out of bed and motioning towards the door for you to follow as he crept quietly into the hallway, still in his pyjamas. He took in your appearance in the warm glow of the common room and the colour seemed to drain from his face, leaving the freckles that flecked his skin more pronounced against the pale canvas now devoid of blood.

"What happened?" he managed to eke out.

"It's complicated. I ran into some goblins…they weren't pleased to see me."

"Goblins? What…? You're lucky to be alive, Merlin's beard. Were you alone?"

"Well, Sebastian was with me…"

"You were with Sebastian and he just left you like this?" he asked indignantly.

"It's not so bad, Garreth," you said, looking down at the gash on your arm which had left your robes tattered and soaked with blood.

Garreth sat next to you on the sofa, shaking his head as his eyes ran over every visible injury you had, his face screwed up in a grimace as he gently touched your cheek.

"I don't think this is all your blood," he muttered, stilling his hand.

"No, I don't think it is," you whispered, tears welling in your eyes as you stared at his expression.

You regretted waking him immediately—you never should have shown him this side of you, now your friendship was likely tainted forever. You yearned for his comfort, but it came at a price.

"I'm so sorry for waking you," you apologised again.

"Don't worry about that. Merlin, let me…I'll go get some potions from Sharp's store room…," he said, standing to leave.

You caught his hand and gave it a slight tug, indicating for him to sit back down, which he did so reluctantly with worry in his bright eyes.

"Don't leave, I need you more than I need a potion, Garreth."

His eyes widened and he nodded and sat next to you, closer, with a hand on your leg, his warmth permeating the cotton skirt, though you weren't sure if he was really that warm or your skin had just reacted to his touch.

"I can close the wound, if you don't want to go to the hospital wing," he said shakily. "I've seen my mum do it before, she's always been good with healing spells…"

You nodded and held out your arm and he tentatively took it in his hands, gently peeling back your robes and tattered shirt out of the way. The cut was worse than you'd thought, the skin peeled back in a jagged line exposing the flesh underneath—you were lucky it wasn't deeper, the tendons and nerves still seemed intact as you were thankfully able to move and feel your hand.

"Godric, what have they done to you…," Garreth muttered, picking his wand up shakily from the sofa cushion.

You reached out with your other hand to place it over his shaky wand arm, steadying him. He looked up at you with a pained expression which softened as he met your eyes, searching for answers but ultimately deciding that there were more pressing matters than interrogating the circumstances of your injuries.

"You really need to go to the hospital wing, I don't know if I can do this, I've never treated anything so bad, I…," he rambled quietly.

"I trust you, Garreth. Please try."

He took a shaky breath and pointed his wand at the wound. "Vulnera Sanentur."

The edges of the gash began to slowly knit together, forming an angry, raised scar under the blood that stained your skin. "I'm sorry, it's not very neat, you really should go to…"

"Garreth, shut up, please," you whispered, pulling the soft fabric of his collar and drawing him into a kiss.

You weren't sure what possessed you to do it, whether it was a desire for him to stop apologising or the adrenaline still pumping in your veins, but it did, in fact, shut him up, as he stilled in surprise as your lips pressed together, before his brain caught up and there appeared to be no stopping his reaction. There was certainly no turning back from this now, as Garreth wrapped his strong hands around your waist and all but pulled you into his lap as you winced slightly from your various bruises. He mumbled another apology against your lips as your legs straddled his thighs and you sighed into his mouth, your tongues meeting to tease each other as your fingers laced through his long, red hair.

He smelled faintly of cinders and butterbeer, the intoxicating scent filling your nostrils as you kissed his jaw and buried your head against his neck. His hands wandered under your robes, gripping your warm skin firmly with the tips of his fingers, digging into your flesh and making you shudder with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Your head swam and a faint nausea settled in your stomach, your vision beginning to blur from the blood loss and steadily declining adrenaline.

"Maybe I should go to the hospital wing…," you said shakily against his neck.

Garreth peeled you away from him gently, loosening his grip and giving you a concerned look.

"Let me take you. Here, hold my arm."

[lara-prism-light]

If my Transformers AU was a Moba game (like LoL): Optimus Prime

Dialogues:

Start of Match: "Autobots, transform and roll out!"

Common dialogue: "Freedom is the right of all sentient beings.” "We will not give up until peace is restored." "For Cybertron! For Earth!"

Tunt: "That was Prime... Okay that was terrible."

Joke: "Can you say that I am... more than meets the eye?"

Interactions: 

To Bumblebee: “You didn't need to join this war, But I admire your bravery". "Your voice will be heard again." "Cliffjumper just cares about you, don't blame him."

To Elita-One: "When we were looking for peace, that's not what we wanted, is it?" "I miss your songs." "I trust your judgement, but you should be stricter with me." "I'm your leader, but that doesn't change anything between us."

To Prowl: "Your sense of justice is admirable, but I would like to say the same about your morality." "Everyone has potential beyond their initial function." "You and that beastformer... you know what, I'm not even going to ask." "Jezz says you have a temper, I don't think he knows what a temper looks like." "We're clergy, but that doesn't mean I'll tolerate bad treatment among my own."

To Ratchet: "You always think of others before yourself, maybe a change would be good?" "Your support will always be welcome."

To Arcee: "You have a lot of spirit for a small bot." "Your curiosity will kill you one day, and I would love for it not to happen." "What was it like to be an explorer?" "Be careful not to get hurt!" "Pay attention to your surroundings."

To Ultra Magnus: "It's an honor to fight alongside you." "I hope Rod isn't too much trouble for you." "I wish I could have met you before the war, I believe we would have become good friends."

To WheelJack: "Let's find them, all of them." "Your inventions always surprise me. Usually in a negative way." "Can you not blow things up for five minutes?" "Now I understand why Ratchet tells me not to take my eye off you."

To Hot Rod: "This is not a game, Hot Rod, focus on the mission!" "You're worried about Bee, aren't you? Yeah, me too." "Ultra Magnus talked about you. We need to talk..."

To Jazz: "Jazz... never change." "Your trust in Prowl is admirable, but you don't need to defend his every decision." "You have a good spark, too big even for you."

To Ironhide: "You blame them too much, old friend." "I understand your anger, but don't let it dominate you." "I've seen firsthand what anger can do to a person..."

Against Decepticons:

To Megatron: "What happened to our dreams?" "I know there is still good in you." "I never chose to carry the Matrix." "Freedom is the right of all sentient beings... And that includes you." "We were brothers once, what changed?"

To Starscream: "It's hard to trust you, but it's also hard not to sympathize." "Your desire for power will be your destruction." "Actions have consequences, learn from them.", "I wish I could help, but I question whether I should.". "Your pain is not deserved, but much less is the pain you impose on others." "I'm sorry for what he did to you..." "You still have someone by your side, don't make the same mistake I did, don't turn your back on them."

To Barricade: "Prowl trusted you." "His violence always disturbed me..." "You can't impose your twisted vision of justice on others!" "It's ironic how much you hated criminals..."

To Any of the Seeker: "Are you satisfied with what you do?" "I always heard that Seekers were a hive mind. And I preferred to believe otherwise." "Individuality is what you all deserve."

To Soundwave: "I've heard a lot about you, but never much from you." "You were the one who started the cause, weren't you?" "Megatron trusts you more than anyone else, you must feel honored, right?" "You're a quiet type, aren't you?"

To Shockwave: "You were a brilliant scientist... What did they do to you..?". "Wheeljack trusted you... and you betrayed him."

To Breakdown: "Your strength is brute, but you lack strategy." "You could do a lot more, but you waste it on competitions."

To Tarantulas: "You've been here longer." "You and Prowl seem to have a history." "Your experiments are as terrible as Shockwave's!"

Don't take this too seriously, I did it just for fun lol. But I will say, there are some clues to the story here.👀

[softpine]

→ oc questions tag ←

tagged by @subtlefires thank you!! i haven't seen this tag before, so this was really fun 💖

i decided to do casper to make up for all the times i've chosen coco

→ 5 words to physically describe your OC (do you have a drawing? even better!) (since we already know what he looks like, i chose general descriptions and stole your moodboard idea hehe)

energetic, reliable, persistent, lacks confidence, sweet

→ Who inspired your OC?

at first, nobody. casper was meant to be the... not comic relief exactly, but a break from the heavy ghost/death/trauma stuff in the main story. but as he got older, i started putting so much more of myself into his character. without going into detail, i've learned things about my own family that makes me relate to casper's situation more than i thought i would when i came up with it. i never planned to go more in-depth about his biological father & half sisters because i thought, well, he has 2 loving parents and siblings he grew up with, why would he lose sleep over these people he's never met and is only connected to by blood? it was one of those things where i thought i knew how i would feel in that situation, but i never really knew until i knew. i wish i could say this is the only part of my life i've imparted on casper, but it's not 😅 casper is also the first character we've seen in college since beth, and my college experience was SO much closer to casper's than beth's. so like. it's me, i inspired casper fjksdjs

→ Give me a song to define your OC

soda by nothing but thieves // lyrics:

i once had a thought, but don't know where it went 'cause i've been living off soda and cheap cigarettes maybe when i was a kid i was dropped on my head yeah, that would make some sense

i don't want to be myself it's making me so unwell

→ If I met your OC on the street how would they greet me?

he doesn't make it a habit to greet strangers aside from a polite nod, but if he already knows someone he would loudly call out to them even if they're far away and it's embarrassing for everyone involved – that is, if he remembers them. he's really bad with names!

→ Can your OC be your best friend? Why?

oh yeah for sure. not so much now, but i was friends with so many jock types in high school. i think it's because once those guys find out i'm a lesbian they just treat me like a bro 😌 but they would tell me things they didn't think they could talk about with anyone else. i love being the friend everyone comes to with their problems because i'm telling people what they already knew but didn't want to admit, and making them feel like they came up with a solution all on their own. that's exactly what casper wishes he had in a friendship right now. also i want him to be my personal trainer!

→ 1 adjective and 1 noun to describe your OC

neurotic // i know this word is outdated, but i still use it for myself and i can't think of a better word to describe the way that he manages to be anxious about anything and everything. so much of his personality / habits / lifestyle were formed in response to anxiety (like, he was afraid of staying the same so he changed everything about himself all at once. he did so many sports and he exercises all the time because it keeps him busy. etc.) and the important thing is that most of his fears are totally irrational and not the more common worries people have, even other people with anxiety. it's not like "are my friends secretly mad at me?" it's "i'm going to walk to class today because i'm afraid i'll run someone over with my car" and things of that nature; things he knows are irrational, but that doesn't make them feel less real. but we'll get more into that later

toaster // LMAO... it's a ubiquitous household object you take for granted will always be there. you don't really know how it works on the inside, you just count on the fact that it will. you don't even take notice of it unless something is really wrong with it. but it's a tried and true part of a daily routine and you'd be really bummed if you lost it! tell your toaster you love them today sdjksjd

→ tagging: feels weird tagging anyone after i got so personal here lmao so if you see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged!

[house-of-lovin]

am I crazy or is everybody very focused on R’s exes? Very interesting asks at first but now I don’t really see very much questions here that aren’t about that ? Come on bros what about the other kinds of relationships in R’s life ! I’m so curious

(Just my assumptions, I say think a lot sorryyyy)

At what age did R meet Link? I know he’s her best friend and he’s known her since before R had her legal separation from parents at 18!

Also does Link ever feel like he’s more of her caretaker than her best friend ? I know he cares about her but I was just wondering if part of the reason he doesn’t leave even after she’s so difficult is because he feels like he owes R so it’s not necessarily always out of love. (I remember you mentioning R employing him and he brought up how all the money is sent to provide for his grandma)

I know R is close to J’s family now but who is she closest to and why? I can imagine J’s family being the kind of people to wanna care for R as if she was one of their own.

I’d personally assume it’s J’s parents! It sounds as if R’s never experienced a genuine paternal nurturing presence before (I know there’s been mentions about Link being that but I see his presence as brotherly) and J’s family is so family oriented, because of the lack of knowledge they have about R’s family that’s something they’d recognize immediately; R doesn’t talk about her family much.

I would guess they naturally slipped into that role for R, R and J’s parents love language seems to me as if it’s acts of service and quality time for not only giving but receiving. I can imagine there’s things they do for R that catch her off guard

(Ex.

R not mentioning she’s hungry because she doesn’t wanna be a bother but her stomach grumbles. Nat asks R about the last time she ate, R’s response makes Nat concerned so she not only tells R that she needs to eat more but makes her some food. Nat tells R that she has to sit at the table and wait for the food but it’s just so she can talk to R, in passing Nat mentions what she’s making is something her own mom made for her family and that she loves making for her family.

Ed asking R if she wants to go for a drive sometime after she fixes the car. For awhile they’re just aimlessly driving around and getting to know eachother a little better, Ed tells R about the memories each spot they pass by has.)

I think they’d be able to sense these aren’t common occurrences for R and her own family because of how caught off guard she is and how R beams with appreciation of it afterwards, they get to see the little soft kid in R whenever that happens and I think it’d make them a little sad that so little seems like so much to R.

I think because they’re parents they’d see the three consistent people in R’s life Link, Jake and Liz as people who are only there because they work for R (even if it’s not true). To them R really has no one in her corner and she’s been facing everything and everyone with no consistent genuine support from anyone, I’d think this is why they’d be more worried than angry/disappointed about the headlines she’s been making lately. Because to them even if it’s true it’s always been R against the world and thats too much for someone to handle on their own, of course she’d break eventually- she’s never been given a proper chance to breathe.

hope you’re having a lovely day :D

love answering questions like these!

I imagine Link and R grew up in the same neighbourhood, so they'd have met in elementary/primary school.

Interesting take about Link feeling like R's caretaker. I don't really see that tbh (although yes, R is very difficult) this is a friendship that's lasted probably 20+ years (or close to).

Idk if you guys have ever had adult friendships that started when you were very young and lasted into adulthood but those friendships are HARD TO BREAK. It doesn't matter how much you fuck up, that person will always be there for you. (it's a very special kind of bond)

My bsf and I have been friends for like 13+ years and best believe we don't always agree with each other's actions/decisions but that person is... your person. (in chapter 7, Link refers to himself as R's person.) No matter how much they fuck up, you'll always be there for them. I think I lowkey based R and Link on me and my bsf LOL.

I agree with your analysis of R's relationship with J's family and her parents.

I would imagine when R and J are finally dating, she'd be SO close to J's parents. THEY FOR SURE WOULD TAKE R IN AND MAKE HER PART OF THE FAMILY 🥹

J's dad taking R for a drive🥹 (yes for me)

J's mom feeding R cause R probably can't cook, too busy yk (ANOTHER YES FOR ME)

I like how you said they'd be more worried than angry about the headlines... I can def see that👀

(we're gonna see more interactions with R and J's family dw. I dont want give anything away but 👀)

THANKS FOR SENDING THESE ANON! So fun to answer and I love how deeply you thought abt your questions (v refreshing to answer something different lol)

hope you're having a lovely day babes♥️

[offrozenmemoirs]

👄 + rafan / for creed.

Talking Time || Accepting! @allthatisleftinthedark

"Creed, you've never talked much about your family, but I've always been curious about your older sister, Rafan. Would you mind telling me more about her?"

That was how they got on the topic of one, Rafan "Redemption" Zarin. The oldest daughter of House Zarin, and probably the one nobody wanted to meet. Meeting her in the wild was likely the sign that you had reneged on a deal with the Lady of the Crossroads, and she tended to take that very personally.

"Rafan? She's cool as hell, kinda scary though. I mean, she's really scary. I've only joined her on one job and that was enough to convince me that I should just let her work by herself. Honestly? I'm not even sure if I could beat her in a hand to hand fight. I have the size advantage, but she's quick as hell."

Creed smiles as she thinks about her older sister, despite the older woman's rather cold personality, it seemed that she softened around her siblings...Well, for Creed and Liyan. She had no love for their oldest sibling, Ariortos. In a fight, the woman was merciless, using every advantage she could. If she couldn't overwhelm someone with her magic, then she'd get in close to take them apart with her sabers. Though, the fact she teleported in the middle of a fight to hide her moves...That was part of why she would never want to fight Rafan seriously.

"Despite that though, she was a big help when I was coming into my own. "

She can remember her younger years, feeling awkward because of her lack of magic. Rafan had been the one who helped her during her transition as well, recommending bras for her and some horn care tips once her horns grew out further. She sits on a chair within her and Estra's shared tent, sighing as she stretches out and leans back.

"I've met her wife once or twice, and she's kind of nice. Rafan turns into a softie around her, and I think it's one of the times I don't see her with a neutral expression or a scowl."

If there was one thing that Rafan had always expressed to her, it was that chasing the eye of their parents was a game none of them should play.

"Would it be weird to say I don't remember my mom's face? 'Cause whenever I think of mom...I just see Rafan. She's the person who taught me a lot about what it meant to be a woman, and I guess in a way, she's the closest thing I've had to a mother outside of Junie and Frazz."

Ramona was a mentor, and the person who taught her how to fight, but she wouldn't consider the other a mother figure. She's the teacher who could be relied on when needed, but was more helpful in getting her to find her own path. There was a comfort in that, and she trusted Ramona to help her get her head out of her ass so to speak.

"Rafan's dedicated to her duty, but at the same time, I wonder if she's tired of doing what she does. Maybe that's something all of us have in common? We're fucked up from our family and we don't know how to be us. Me and her were the ones who took care of Liyan, because our parents didn't care, and Ariortos tried, but he's not good with them. I envy my siblings, because in a way, they don't have to worry about Ariortos."

She watches as Estra settles in the seat next to her, it always felt strange, to talk about her family like this. She talked about herself with them more often than she would with others, perhaps it's because they have no idea who she is unlike others within Nihiran or Drakeshadow.

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm a good sibling. I don't mean that in the whole, 'I need to fall in line and present a united front' kind of way, but more in a sense that I need to keep up with them better. Especially Liyan, I worry about that kid. They're a bard, and they're always on the move...Guess they get that from me. Would you believe that they considered trying to learn how to fist fight?"

Creed has to stop herself from bursting into laughter, but her shoulders still shake slightly as she remembers her youngest sibling recounting one of her matches at Seboko. Rafan had watched her fights, analyzing her moves, but at the end of the battles, she wore a tiny smile of approval, and every now and then, she would see her oldest sibling standing on top of a wall of the arena, to watch her battles.

"All in all, Rafan would likely be the person to take over House Zarin if Ariortos died, because Liyan doesn't care about the noble status, and I'd rather die than ever lead our family. Blessing or not."

[clarabowmp3]

i'm a timeless defender and the lines about the war and marrying another man aren't trivialising for me. they're about love against all odds. and yes, sometimes the situation is terrible like the war or arranged marriages. but she loves him so much that she doesn't care!!! if they met during the war or another terrible thing she would still love him because loving him is such a big part of her and it's stronger than common sense (it's smarter to be with a man who doesn't go to a war and it's smarter to just stick with your arranged husband). and when he's gone she's doing as much as she can - sends him letters and prays to god, because there's nothing else you can do in such terrible situation. and they were supposed to be together, to find each other in every possible scenario

idk if it makes sense to you and you're allowed to not like the choruses anyway, but i just wanted to clarify, because i have to defend my baby :(((

asjflflfdkd I SO get the defending your baby 🐣 soooo true bestie (I hope I didn’t sound overly mean in my post/here 🙈🙈)

And I totally get what you’re saying! Loving against the odds, despite the harsh circumstances etc and maybe I’m just listening to the song in the wrong way, but to me the song has a consistently romantic tone. So for eg it starts w the speaker in that antique shop, admiring all the photos etc and the part I don’t rlly like is how that tone gets carried over to the choruses, as if she’s romanticising the troubles of horrible times. Even the (non-problematic) line ‘and I’d die for you in the same way’ is still fine to me cuz she’s talking abt a fictional story, ie fictional suffering, and its non-specific and is just referencing a generic desperation to love

I think my main problem is w the 1944 chorus mainly because of how specific it is w the year and everything, meaning that she’s likely referencing the holocaust. While any war is a tragedy, this is especially terrible (to me) cuz of how it was a genocide of the entire Jewish population. So to focus on a specific part of the suffering that she has not and will likely never experience, the going off to war bit and leaving loved ones behind, and to then romanticise it (this may be subjective but I feel like there’s an underlying sense of ‘oh isn’t it so romantic, the thought of u heading out to danger without knowing if we’ll ever see each other again, but me desperately loving u miles away still?’) feels a lil icky to me

and yeaaa now that I think abt it i don’t mind the arranged marriage chorus as much, even though it still has that sense of romanticising someone else’s suffering that she/most ppl today haven’t experienced. But it’s not as serious as a literal genocide so it’s still okay, but just not my fav way of how she could have done it, esp since she’s so very talented and (I feel) could have communicated these same ideas in a less (for lack of a better word) “””exploitive””” way

And omg the last ‘chorus’ ie the part after the bridge is my ABSOLUTE fav part of the song, like all the emotion in the ‘in a crowded room etc etc….’ makes me go soooo feral esp cuz of that underlying intensity/desperation created by the prev choruses, which I think was done rlly well by the arranged marriage chorus but not so much the 1944 one (maybe it’s just me but when I listen to that bit I can’t help but think of her referencing a very specific tragedy that she did not suffer from which leaves a bit of a bad taste in my mouth)

But you’re right it’s such a pretty and warm song! I absolutely dieeee for the pre-choruses and the tender simplicity of them AHHHH it makes me feel all soft inside 🥺🥺 and maybe I’m just too serious abt the choruses LOL but these are thoughts I have listening to it :)))

[bewilderedsblog]

Introducing…ROBBIE! (Usually goes by as Robin)

Here’s his lore doc

(Art was by someone via discord comission)

Extra info:

He possesses lolbit (explanation is in the next post if this blows up like how Markus did)

He’s Evans best friend! Though in gym class he and Fritz make the perfect dodge ball duo.

His family lives in an trailer-ish house.

Ref:

He sprays cinnamon on cheese pizza much to Evan’s disgust

His family has to split tv time since they only have on tv . So when his time is up Robin listens to radio podcast in his room, usually ones telling stories or conspiracy theories. (He believes 93% of them)

Other than hating he’s an only child robins is quite literally just happy to be who he is.

Relationships:

Evan: when he and his family first moved in Robin met him while exploring the neighborhood. For a few days they didn’t interact much but when Robin heard Evan’s dad owned fredbears (which for what he knew as an arcade) he immediately started asking Evan questions thinking he was the coolest kid around. Eventually, due to Robin constantly picking to hang out with Evan they grew closer as friends. (Robin is possibly the only person other than Elizabeth to think Evan is cool)

Michael: he doesn’t like him. He’s mean to Evan and sometimes insults Robin for defending him, but Robin gets payback for Evan by prancing Micheal. Mike sees Robin more as an annoyance if anything.

William: William thinks Robin is very uhh…well…Dumb. (He isn’t completely wrong) A son from a family of hippies? Hanging with his son whose father is a successful buisness owner?? He doesn’t see Robin as a good influence AT ALL. Especially given how Robin pulls pranks on his other two children and his customers from time to time. (Robin dosent know William hates him. In fact he thinks William enjoys his company)

Elizabeth: he does not want her doing his hair again. But other than forced makeovers and tea parties , he sees her as someone who can get him out of trouble when he pushes mikes buttons too much.

Fritz: they met in gym class when they were the only ones left on the team during a game of dodgeball. The two used their lack of common sense and more of their sporty skills to win the round for a piece of candy. The other teams can never beat these two when they’re paired. Fritz has his own friend group but is very welcoming to Robin.

Henry: Robin and Evan reminds him of how he and William were when they were younger.

Cassidy: he pranked her in 5th grade during recess, She’s held a grudge…

HIS CREATION:

I made robin around 2019-early 2020 on Roblox. People were doing afton family rp and I wanted to join as an original character, so I made my avatar look like a kid and named him “Robin” (name based off of some Lego character I saw in a show on Cartoon Network) I liked this Robin character so much that I made a picrew of him and did some gacha club stuff with the picrew used as reference. Eventually I redesigned him and some friends drew him, he’s went through so many backstory changes over the years but this is the one that’s prevents sticking.

FINALE NOTE: He is no way based off of Gregory despite the similar appearance and personality. I’ve made him long before Gregory’s concept was a thing so I just wanna point that out.

Refs:

[ianschip]

One boy that was my friend

In university, I felt (and still feel) so blessed to have met such friendly souls. The friends I made belonged to a generation older than mine but I fit in perfectly, I was funny and they liked my ideas; I wrote scripts for them to direct and produce. I suppose they must have liked a younger person in the group for often what immature brains lack in experience they sometimes make up for in idealism. Nothing seems impossible to them.

There was Katya who was (and is) hilarious, one time we took a cab together and we cried-laughed all trip long because we were making ridiculous sounds out loud, and it wasn’t even that funny we just had a lot of chemistry, and I’m pretty sure everyone in that cab thought we were on crack. Just remembering that ride makes me smirk. We went on having moments like that even to this day, our sense of humor is just so equally stupid we are the perfect match for each other.

So Katya’s house used to be the place where we hung out, birthday parties, christmas parties, we-just-want-to-drink-and-hang-out-parties, and so on. And there we felt very free, it was nice belonging to a group of friends who didn’t feel judgmental, and even if we did talk lip about others, we did it in their face and nobody got butt-hurt.

There was one person who would never talk lip about anyone, though, because he was sweet and his heart was soft. He would never cuss, and said ‘sorry’ for anything, and was caring. It’s hard to find the words to describe someone so sweet, specially a man. I guess he’s the type of person someone would say: he would never hurt a fly. I called him Jochechuy. A babyfied version of his real name.

So in university, I used to sneak in my friend group’s classes because it was really fun to be together. They often asked the teacher if I could come in their class even if I wasn’t taking that class. And I used to sit aside Katya, and Jochechuy used to sit aside me.

Katya-Me-Jochechuy.

And very often I used to play with Jochechuy’s hair. And it was okay because he had a girlfriend so I didn’t feel like I was flirting. And while we took our lessons together, in the same classroom, I would gently scratch his skull with my fingertips, and then he would put his hand in my knee and caress it. And that thing happened on the daily. However, it never felt sexual. It felt sweet and innocent. We never said out out loud how cozy that felt but we could sense it, we both knew. I don’t think his girlfriend knew, though.

After I graduated I never really saw him again because he lived very far away, he saw some other people from that friend group, though. I didn’t see him for years, and I missed him so much without realizing it, one could believe encountering people that sweet is common, but not for me, finding tenderness in people has been hard.

But I saw him last week. Katya made a christmas reunion. It felt like not a single day passed, I put my head on his shoulder, and he would just gently touch my face. And he would put his chair close to mine, and I wouldn’t mind. Our brains were wired like that, even after so much time passed, my chip was coded to feel completely comfortable with his touch.

The most beautiful moment of that night, and the spiritual climax of this text, happened at 3AM, when we were taking turns to play Mario Party and at one point him and I were giving the controllers to other people so we could keep playing with each other’s hair. And at one point Katya and her boyfriend noticed and Katya fell asleep and her boyfriend took both controllers and started playing Mario Party with himself, and Jochechuy and I remained there, sleepy, him caressing my arm, and I caressing his curly hair. I now know he has liked me all along and broke up with his girl because he is bisexual. Maybe I could go on to the date he suggested, he told me: let’s go for some coffee, it’s a date. I think… maybe I’m ready for new tenderness, I think I believe people can be good. We can be good. We are good.

[yumejo]

Ok I've been thinking about this for Days now

It's so funny, the way both nazuna and I know how important it is to love someone right

It's so funny how we both know how it feels to be told and/or tell ourselves that we are loved, but we both know how well it hurts us, to be raised without the emotional support that we need.

His parents weren't there. His dad, like mine funnily enough, wasn't physically there for most of the time. (Got up early and came home later for dinner since he worked so much) his mom didn't really compensate for that, else he would've probably mentioned somewhere how she meant a lot to him (she does not, he only mentions what I can presume to be his mom's expectation to be cute, shared among the community probably) nobody filled that gap, while he likely lived a comfortable life, his parents weren't special to him. Of course he knows people have it worse, not enough to live comfortably. But he rarely mentions his parents- in fact, he mentions his religion more than his parents- and that says something about their lack of presence in his life- probably enough to stop him from forming a grudge but not enough to be special to him. And then we all know how the thing with shu went, but this whole topic deserves an essay

Anyways, like him, just sharing to make a point, my parents aren't that special to me, in the sense that I don't have much of an emotional attachment to them. My dad traveled 5/7 days of most weeks for years, only now its weird because sometimes he'll be home for weeks straight and it's so weird. But my mom just doesn't know how to make an emotional connection to me. I get she takes care of my health, takes me to places I need to be, buys me things I need.

But what's in common is that both our parents never got to know us, despite being both only children. And this wasn't meant to be a rant, but a really interesting comparison and perhaps I'm sort of numb to it all

Though where we differ, despite having suffered the same unfortunate situation, is like how we handled it... nazuna chose to explore his inside, who he is, and he's still doing that today. In his search for himself, he met a lot of people to help him realize about himself to build a connection with people he wants to build.

And for me, I look outside- what can I achieve, how can I look for other people to approach me. How can I be cool and successful, so that it's good for everyone to build a meaningful relationship.

It's so starkly different when you look it like that, and of course we both do what the other does (nazuna still looks to achieve and help others, and I still look to discover my relationship with myself)

And it's so interesting that how both he and I understand the effects of doing so, why we're so scared to change without notice, yet why we know we have to grow and that it's so important to know that between us

Sorry for the more deep thoughts I'll be return with silly thoughts soon

some people don't understand the impact emotional neglect can have on a child; just because you provide your child with the physical things they need to take care of themselves, doesn't mean you're giving your kid everything they need. i'm actually super passionate about this sort of thing, as well, but only by extension of my mom and how she was brought up with my grandma (only mentioning it to let you know i can understand 100% where you're coming from, to both you and nazuna).

for you and nazuna, don't you think you two just complete each other in ways you can only fulfill for each other? you understand each other, and nazuna can offer you advice you don't often turn to—and vice-versa, you do that for him!

sometimes nazuna gets wrapped up in the heat of the moment, and loses himself; and who better to remind him once more of who he is than his beloved? the person who's always watching him and others?

and what about you? you got along really well with that person, he seen how you were able to steadily open up, and you should keep doing that. trust in that person, slowly; be yourself one step at a time. and it's okay to fumble, to revert back and hide when you're scared—you came out of your comfort zone, he'll tell you, isn't that something alone to be celebrated?

[asoulofatlantis]

Now here is the thing... Marielle came here to actually find out what Dingo is after - AND to be with him, as she said herself, but that is not the point here - but Dingo is after A (short for Almata) and obviously does not want to drag Marielle into this, as it is very dangerous (as proven later when he meets his untimely end...) so he shock her off, which made her run around aimlessly in order to find him. That lead to her witnessing how Shaheena was kidnapped and naturally she tried to help her and got kidnapped too. In a sense, if Dingo had NOT avoided her, she would likely be in less trouble now.

HOWEVER... were is her luck now, huh? I mean, the only luck she always seems to have is that Dingo comes running as her knight in shining armor XD

He tries so hard to be like Olivert but this scene is one of the many reasons why he will always fail in the end. The fandom does not call him "discount prince Olivert" for nothing. He is a cheap excuse of a prince then can NEVER even come close to what Olivert is. He would have handled a situation like that totally differently even with all the things that come into play here.

A mistake Olivert never would have made. But here is the difference. Olivert traveled around incognito to see the world and met the people there, to learn about them and understand them. This guy travels around as a high and mighty prince, his bodyguard ever at the ready (something Olivert often avoided even tho it did somewhat endanger him...) and judges people by their employer and whatever else seems to be amiss at first glance. He doesn't care about learning about people or the world or get out of his comfort-zone as prince and this not just makes him someone who will NEVER archive Oliverts greatness, but also shows his princley arrogance which would put him more on the same level as Cedric at this point - he grows over the curse of the Calvard-Arc of course, but as of right now, he perfectly shoes that as much as he tries, he will never have much in common with Olivert aside from a title and the fact that he somewhat does not act very princely from time to time - but even here Olivert beats him by a mile XD

Honestly, I do not wish to get back to the shipping-war or anything but... thinking of the fact that Elaine and Van knew each other since childhood and yet Agnes, who knows him barely a few weeks, is so much better in understanding him and reading him and knowing how his personality works. I totally get that with Elaine, her emotions are putting the breaks on, on some of the things she surely could see if she wasn't blinded by those emotions, but considering that Agnes is 8 years younger and thus lacks the maturity and experience Elaine has, it still is putting into question if Agnes isn't the better one for Van, simply because of how easy it is for her to understand him compared to Elaine.

*achem* I am sorry for that, but this is something the game makes sure you see and understand time and time again.

BACK to that discount prince... he snapped his finger to get his bodyguard into action, like she is a cheap servent. Olivert would never do this with Mueller. He doesn't see them as his bodyguard. He is as much his friend as he is part of his family and he never would have to fight on command.

"The lakeys", huh? Olivert would never look down on Vans assistance. Prince Sharid has only himself to blame for the fact that Olivert is so beloved within the fandom and he get called "discount prince Olivert" not people do not even care to give him the courtesy to kill him by his own name. After this first impression, he well deserved to be treated like that.

Fie... sweethearts... I know your Bracer job tells you to stop them... but couldn't you not have called Van first to mop the floor with that discount bodyguard/assistant, first? Just so I can actually stick my tongue out at them? XD

Awwwww. He is actually relieved. Isn'tr that cute? ♥

(WHY FALCOM?! YOU HAD A PERFECTLY FINE SIDE-SHIP IN WHAT IS OTHERWISE A SHIPPING-HELL. SO WHY DID YOU TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME?! T.T)

Never a dull moment in this game XD Seriously tho, we just came back from saving two kidnapped woman. Now we are searching for another missing one. Its almost a bit ridiculous at this point. Tho obviously the timing was perfect for this, so I get it... it just sounds a bit... you know... like all we do is save Damsels in distress ^^' (And it is usually not a thing Falcom does. Our girls usually are doing just fine without our help... but I guess it does serve a purpose here.)

Yesterday I had a talk with someone about character development and I think Director Gotti here has come a long way too. He started out as that pervert and its not like he lost that part EVER BUT this man who thinks everything is about sexappeal planned in Kai on making a film about the losses of what happened in Creil and he wanted it to be serious and give the dead people some justice with that film. Obviously, this scene with Shaheena already showed that this man is more than just sex, action and big boobies, but I think that last scene with him in Kai was the moment you realized what an amazing person he actually is and how far he has come over those 3 games.

Lets me tell you that I did not talk to many NPCs this time, while in my playthrough with the spreadsheet I did and last time it was easy breezy to see those Orbal Hookahs were the problem, this time... I hardly noticed anyone having them to begin with. So technically, there is some use to speaking to more NPCs. (But this game would never end if you do that XD)

Not at all! I need some "spirit of class 7" with me today - actually, every day, but I get that you are busy XD

You could clearly hear that the mans throat was cut in the way he screamed and so Van decided to NOT bring Agnes along, this time. She has seen enough people who were cruelly murdered for a lifetime at this point. Especially for a seemingly innocent 16-year-old girl. It also part of Van being protective of her. He losens up in that regard in Kuro 2 tho, as you could clearly see by then that she had grown enough to see what needs to be seen and has proven that she deserves to stand by his side, if that is what she wanted, no matter the situation. (Vans little "I am doing that all on my lonesome" - gigs aside XD)

Because MY Bracers (unlike people like Elaine...) usually say "Screw the rules, we have people to save!" XD And THAT is why I love them... and don't like Elaine. Because if your highest priority is saving civilians then that is what comes even after the question if the faster and best way to save them is legal or not.

I still stand with what I said last time, it was a rookie-mistake of Fie to let her go alone. BUT in her defence (not sure if I WOULD defend her if she wasn't part of Class7 tho XD) it was a loooooong and hard day. The drive to Tarbad takes a while and she just arrived when she already head out again into the fucking desert to stop the discount prince from doing something stupid with our Van. And right after that, all hell broke lose and then we were in that underground dungeon and... you know... give my poor girl a break! HOWEVER... it still was a rookie mistake XD

Didn't he say he only ALMOST smoked that stuff?

I need to take a short break to eat...