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scary-grace · 6 days ago

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#3 for roommates to lovers!! :D

Hi! Thank you so much for this prompt! As I alluded to, I went through two other versions of this fic before settling on this one, so if this ends up not being your speed, that's okay -- let me know and I'll post one of the others.

Prompt: “i’m guessing that the fact you’re already home will tell me everything i need to know about how your date went.” No quirks AU, female reader, Shigaraki and the reader are roommates, approximately 3k. ANGST. But with a happy ending.

CASUAL

You hear the key in the lock on the front door and try to scramble up off the couch, at which point the four shots of vodka you’ve taken announce their presence. The first thing to go is your balance, and you bump into the coffee table before tipping backwards onto the couch again. The next is your dignity, when you realize that your roommate and his Valentine’s Day date are about to walk in and see you, on the couch in your pajamas and totally trashed. The third is your control over your emotions. Your face heats up and your throat goes tight and your eyes start to sting, and that’s all before Tomura even opens the door.

Tomura snagged himself a date for Valentine’s Day. A really hot date, Spinner took pains to tell you, like it was something for you to be excited about. Some cosplayer whose DMs he slid into, who dresses up as the slutty version of all his favorite video game characters, who flirts with guys and girls alike but never seems to settle down. Tomura’s friends are all amazed that he was able to pull it off, but you aren’t. You’ve been roommates with Tomura long enough to know that there’s more to him than meets the eye.

And you know he’s got some degree of game. You’d have to, since it worked pretty well on you.

Or maybe your game, as weird and offbeat as it is, worked pretty well on him. However it happened, you’ve been fucking him for the last six months. It started as hooking up to blow off steam, because neither of you had been on a date in forever and you were both too lazy or bad at dating apps to find a booty call. Just a roommates-with-benefits thing. A little recreation. Casual.

You’re not sure where it went off the rails, but over the past six months, you’ve slid from not hanging out except when you’re fucking to hanging out all the time, from bitching about your friends and their love lives to trading loaded glances when it comes up, from texting each other hey you up from your rooms to sleeping in the same bed. It started out as casual, but it’s not casual anymore. At least not to you. You were trying to think of how to raise the subject with Tomura, and thinking maybe of doing it tonight, until he announced out of nowhere that he’s got this date.

You didn’t find out until a couple days ago, and since then you’ve been seething, or at least you tell yourself that the throbbing ache in your chest is seething instead of heartbreak. You’ve played it cool around Tomura, razzing him over the restaurant he picked, offering to let him borrow your hair products if he wants to do something special with it – except then he took you up on it, the bastard, and he left for his date smelling like your leave-in conditioner. Part of you is pleased by that, by the thought that his date might catch the scent and wonder if she really is the only one he’s into. The rest of you thinks about her getting close enough to smell his hair and decides to throw up about it.

You lock your jaw and swallow hard. As terrible as this is going to be, the only thing worse than them walking in on you in the midst of a single-woman cringefest is if they walk in on you throwing up. What’s taking them so long to walk in on you, anyway? Tomura’s still trying to unlock the fucking door. You picture his date pressed back against the door, the two of them unwilling to stop kissing long enough to get into the apartment, and a surge of disgust and anger and hurt hits you harder than the vodka did. Fuck this. You’ve had enough.

This time you’re more careful as you get off the couch, and you’re steady enough on your feet as you cross the room to the front door. Deadbolt off, latch turned, two seconds to brace yourself, and you wrench open the door. You’re expecting the two of them to fall over onto you, so wrapped up in each other that they barely notice the shift from vertical to horizontal. But you don’t see any cosplayer in the hallway, or smell anyone’s perfume. The only person there is Tomura, still dressed for his date, trying to unlock the door with the wrong key.

The two of you look at each other for a moment. You can’t speak for him, but your mind’s gone totally blank. Except for one thing. “That’s the laundry-room key. Not the apartment key.”

Tomura keeps staring at you for another few seconds, then looks down at the key like he’s never seen it before. “They look the same.”

“Yeah. And you’ve lived her for two years. When are you going to suck it up and label them?” Your frustration is starting to spill over, and it gets worse with every second Tomura spends looking at you. Why is he looking at you like that? Like he’s hurt – like you’re being mean to him for no reason, when you’re not even being that mean. You could be meaner. He’s the one who went out and got a hot date without even telling you, when – “Wait, what time is it?”

Tomura glances at his watch, then holds it out to show you. Seven-thirty. Huh. “You’re back early.”

“Yeah.” Tomura takes off his watch and drops it into his coat pocket. “Are you going to let me in or what?”

You stand aside, the wheels turning in your head with painful slowness. Tomura’s date was supposed to start at six. He’s back at seven-thirty. He’s back alone. That’s not what happens with a Valentine’s Day date where things go according to plan, and everything about the way Tomura’s acting right now says that things went off the rails. The last three days, you’ve been proceeding under the assumption that Tomura’s Valentine’s Day would be fuck-on-the-first-date good. It never crossed your mind that it might go badly.

“Are you going to close the door or just stand there like that all night?” Tomura sounds tired, but there’s an edge to his voice. “I guess I don’t have to ask what you’ve been doing. You can’t hold your liquor for shit.”

“And I guess since you’re back already, I don’t have to ask about how your date went,” you return fire without thinking. You shut the door, maybe harder than you meant to, and turn to face Tomura with your arms crossed over your chest, doing everything in your power not to cry. “Want to tell me about it?”

“Do you care?” Tomura picks up the vodka bottle, uncaps it, and takes a long sip. “I don’t think you give a shit.”

“I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t,” you snap on autopilot, but the longer you think about it, the more confused you get. “What have I ever done to make you think I don’t care about you?”

Tomura doesn’t answer. He’s too busy drinking half your vodka in a single swallow, unnerving you even more. “Hey. Stop. Whatever happened on your date, it’s not worth a hangover. I’ll help you, but –”

“Don’t worry about that. You’re off the hook.”

“What?” You’ve always helped Tomura with hangovers, way before you started sleeping together. His body reacts to alcohol like it’s actual poison, and there’s no point since you met him that you’ve ignored him when he needs help. “I’m not on the hook, Tomura. I do that stuff because I want to.”

“So stop wanting to,” Tomura says, but at least he puts the bottle down. “It shouldn’t be that hard for you. You’re good at not doing things you don’t want.”

“What are you talking about?” You can’t wrap your head around it. Tomura’s pissed at you. He’s the one who went on the date. Even if it didn’t go well, he still went on the date, so where does he get off being mad at you? “If you’re going to do this, say what you mean. It’ll be a lot faster, and after what you put me through –”

“What I put you through?” Tomura’s laughter goes jagged. “What do you tell your friends about me?”

“Nothing –”

“Right. Because it’s casual,” Tomura sneers. You’d believe it a lot more if you didn’t see his shoulders go tense, see the tendons in his neck stand out, hear the catch in his breathing. “Because I’m just some loser who’s still hanging around.”

“Because I don’t want to hear them tell me it’s a bad idea!” Your voice pitches upwards, fraying at the edges in a way you hate. “I don’t want to let them take something that makes me happy and ruin it. But maybe I should have, because I hate that I let this drag on so long, and if they’d told me it was a bad idea and I’d listened, then I wouldn’t be –”

“If it’s such a bad idea, then –”

All at once you’re fed up with this. Tired of pretending it’s fine. Tired of listening to him tear into you over something that isn’t even close to true. “I wouldn’t be losing my shit because you went out with someone else on fucking Valentine’s Day!”

Tomura blinks. “What?”

“You heard me.” You can’t look at him right now. You slump back against the door, your arms crossed over your chest, eyes averted. “Don’t come after me when you’re the one being casual. I’m not the one who went out and got a hot date.”

“That’s what you’re mad about?” Tomura demands. You nod, your eyes stinging. “Were you ever going to say that?”

“And out myself as the one who caught feelings? Are you joking?”

“No!” Tomura explodes. You look at him and find him scratching at his neck, hard. “That’s what I wanted you to do!”

It’s your turn to stare blankly, and Tomura’s the one who can’t meet your gaze. He spins away from you, still scratching. “I haven’t slept in my own bed in a month and a half. I can’t fall asleep without you anymore. You make tea for me if you’re the one who wakes up first and I kiss you goodbye if I leave before you do and even the stuff I hate doing is fun if you’re doing it with me. Except it feels like that because I’m in love with you. And you’re only doing it to blow off steam.”

The stinging in your eyes hits fever pitch. You blink and tears slip down your cheeks. “Tomura –”

“I thought if I told you I had a date, you’d say something. So I’d know one way or the other.” Tomura’s scratching slows, from frantic scrabbles to hard digs. “But you acted like you didn’t care at all. So I went on the date and she could tell I wasn’t into it and she gave me a hard time for leading her on –”

You hated his date on principle up until a few seconds ago. Now you’re actually starting to feel bad for her. Being on the other end of Tomura’s disinterest feels awful. “If you liked me, why didn’t you just say it?”

“I didn’t want to out myself, either.”

You both caught feelings. Neither of you wanted to admit it, but now you both have, which would be really nice except for how you got here. “So we’ve been yelling at each other over nothing.”

“I guess.” Tomura’s hand slows still further, the scratches lightening again. “Now what?”

“Uh –” You try to think, but you’re coming up sort of empty. “We just ruined our first Valentine’s Day together. Should we have make-up sex or something?”

Tomura snorts. “There’s not anything to make up. We were both stupid and we both hurt each other. We’re even.”

“That’s not exactly a no on the make-up sex.” You lever yourself off the door and cross the room to him, reaching up to pull his hand away from the side of his neck. The first time you ever tried that, he got mad at you, but ever since he’s let you do it. He lets you do it today, and you kiss his hand. “I just want us to feel better. It doesn’t matter how we do it.”

Tomura’s fingers curl and uncurl, like he can’t decide whether he wants to hold on. “I said I love you. Do you love me, or did you just catch feelings?”

You had that one coming, probably. “I love you,” you admit, and his grip on your hand tightens. “I should probably have warned you before we started hooking up, but I’m kind of shit at this casual thing.”

“Same.” Tomura leans back against you ever so slightly and you plant your feet in a hurry. “What movie were you watching?”

“Something dumb. We can watch something else.”

“Yeah. When we get back.”

“When we get back?” you ask. “From where?”

“It’s still Valentine’s Day,” Tomura says. “And you’re my girlfriend, so I should probably take you out.”

You’re his girlfriend. You’ve never had a shorter define-the-relationship talk in your life, and part of you can’t think past what a relief it is. But you and Tomura have never gone out, anywhere – whatever’s going on with you has stayed here in your apartment, barely even referenced when you’re outside of it. And you’re not exactly at your best. “I’m in my pajamas,” you start, only to realize how dumb it sounds. “I can change. It won’t take long, and I’ll be ready to go.”

Tomura’s grip on your hand tightens for a brief second before he lets you go. “Wait here.”

He disappears into his room, and you take the opportunity to cap the bottle of vodka and wipe your eyes. You never really got into it with the crying, and you can feel it lurking somewhere in the background, ready to ambush you when you least expect it. It’s been a hard night. Maybe it’s okay if you cry a little bit. Crying in front of your roommate-with-benefits is one thing. It’s probably okay to cry in front of your boyfriend.

The door to Tomura’s room opens. “Okay,” Tomura says, and your jaw drops at the sight of him. “Now we can go.”

You didn’t think much about what he was doing in there, but you assumed he was changing out of his fancy date clothes into something more casual. But Tomura’s skipped straight over casual. He’s wearing pajama pants and the League of Legends hoodie you got him for his birthday last year, and you can see the hem of a comically oversized t-shirt sticking out beneath it. As you watch in shock, he tucks his keys and his phone into the front pocket of the hoodie and heads for the door. “Are you coming?”

“Um, yes.” You find your own phone and wallet, detouring to your room to grab a sweater. “Tomura –”

“You look good like that,” Tomura says. He looks you up and down in a way that makes you think that make-up sex might not be entirely off the table. “I was just getting on your level. Where do you want to go?”

“I’m not sure,” you admit. “Let’s figure it out on the way.”

There are other things to figure out on the way, too. Like whose room is going to be your room together, and what you’re going to do with the other one. Like what you’re going to tell your friends, or how Tomura’s going to explain blowing his date with an objectively hot cosplayer so he can go out with you. Like holding hands – which way you like better, and how tight is too tight to hold on, and how fast is it acceptable to grab each other’s hands back after you have to let go.

“This is what got me in trouble,” Tomura says, inspecting your laced fingers as the two of you wait for the train. “Holding hands.”

“How did it get you in trouble?” you ask. “We never really do that at home, except –”

You trail off, your face flushing, and Tomura elaborates. “It was like the third time we hooked up or something. You probably don’t remember.”

You do. It was the fourth time you hooked up, the first time it was spontaneous instead of planned, and you were blowing him on the couch, whichever movie you’d been watching completely forgotten. Tomura was being himself about it, twitching and squirming and making all kinds of pretty sounds that he kept trying to hide, and you glanced sideways at one point and saw his hand, scrabbling desperately at the couch cushions. You had a free hand, so you reached out and held it. You remember being startled at how tightly Tomura held on, surprised at how quickly he stopped trying to be quiet, and when you finally drew back, you were surprised again at how reluctant he was to let you go.

It was weird, but you wrote it off, until the next time you hooked up with him and he went for your hand while he was eating you out. Then it was your turn to hold on too tight.

“I was probably reading into it,” Tomura continues, snapping you out of a set of memories that you’d really rather not be wandering through on a train, “but you doing that �� it didn’t seem all that casual to me.”

“Maybe it was never that casual,” you admit. You don’t think you’d have started hooking up with him in the first place if you hadn’t already liked him at least a little bit. “I think I’ll be fine if I never hear the word ‘casual’ again.”

“Casual.”

“Shut up.”

“Casual,” Tomura says again, and you nudge him with your shoulder a little harder than necessary. You’d elbow him, but you’d have to let go of his hand. “We’re going out on Valentine’s Day. Is it casual now?”

He’s joking – mostly. You can tell by the way his grip on your hand tightens, the way his red eyes search your face with a little more urgency than before. “No,” you say, and you kiss him, feeling his lips curve into a smile against yours. “It’s not casual at all.”

#asks #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x you #shigaraki tomura x reader #shigaraki tomura x you #tomura shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki x you #x reader #reader insert #man door hand hook car door #a bisquared production

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cursedzucchini · 2 years ago

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You know what? Fuck it

DC x DP prompt #3

I think at least lmao.

Anyway! Jason starts making videos on YouTube for one reason or another (is really stressed, no one listens to his rants Abt books who cares). His content is mostly bad books he read or really really really long rants Abt pride and prejudice. Like 3 hours on one tiny detail he noticed on his 214th read through.

He's kinda popular, mostly bc his terrible books videos. He talks Abt the ones that made him the most mad, which coincidentally are mostly romance and supernatural. Like he's one of the well known figures in the supernatural romance critique group (whcih is pretty small, but well). (Also he doesn't show his face on camera, bc secret identity and stuff, it's just his voice over a video of something mundane, like the sky or a room in which is a fly or something)

And now this can go two ways, that i can think of (w dead on main in mind at least)

1) one day Jason finds a book which is supernatural romance and is actually good. It has a kidna cliche system for the supernatural stuff, but with a refreshing twist. The characters have depts and flaws, yet are still very likable. The plot is actually interesting and overall the story's theme is death, not belonging anywhere and overall stuff that is very close to Jason's heart. The story doesn't shy away from violence and it is suprisingly accurate.

(I'm.gonna reblog this w pretty long idea of what this book could be Abt, bc i don't wanna annoy ppl lol)

Anyway Jason kinda falls in love w it, and it becomes famous for being the first novel Jason rated positively or something.

Meanwhile Danny, who was told by jazz writing is good way to get his feeling out, and just wanted to make a quick buck, is really fucking confused how tf did his book become so popular and who tf is this nerd who rates books for a living.

(basically big fan Jason and suspicious/awkward Danny lmao)

2) there is a famous series on Jason profile. It's the worst fucking series he ever read and it's just fucking awful. All the characters are fucking terrible, always going on and on about one thing, the romance sucks in a way that isnt even funny. Jason would love to believe some wrote this as a joke, if it wasn't for the absolute cringefest this was, and it wasn't a whole ass series!! Like who writes 12 books for a joke?

Danny ducking Fenton that's who. Dude was so ducking annoyed at his rogues, he threatened them w writing a terrible romance novels abt them. The ghosts, knowing his terrible grade in literature backed off for a moment, before someone crossed the line. And write Danny did. It was the worst thing he had ever written, the love interest was perfect caricature yet still faithfully go the original. And Danny, because fuck them he lost sommuch sleep over that one prank, decided to publish it. (The book was pretty thin so it didn't take that much time writing it). Unfortunately it became immensely popular in the infinite realm. So the ghosts started crossing lines on purpose. Before Danny figured it out, he had already published his fifth book and was writing another three. After some bargaining, getting a book written Abt them as a piece of shit love interest became a reward.

And while yeah, he had to say his writing was terrible and the books sucked, some small part of him was kinda proud y'know? Like a mother of her twelve ugly as fuck toddlers.

So when he saw some nerd on the internet not only shit talk his book, but also get money of it?

Danny decided to haunt him (just like his books did him, now that everyone knew Abt them thanks to this guy)

(enemies (sorta it's not that serious tho) to lovers ala terrible writer Danny who hates his books and kinda famous YouTuber hasn't who also hates Danny's books)

Fuck this is way too long wtf. Anyway imma reblog this w 1) book idea. Might add whatever i think the twelve books could be Abt. Pls if u want to add anything to this pls do!!

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stargazinglesbian · 2 months ago

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gently showing off my self insert ive had in the back of mind since i first started reading pjo in like year 4 ( 〃．．)

*Scooches these towards new Pjo fans coming in from the show*Go wild little dudes

#wahoo!!!!#im so nervous when it comes to ocs for media or self inserts #like hellloooooo cringefest #but cringe is dead!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#and i love when ever people show off their s/i #so its time for me to do the same o7 #can always delete the rb if i get embarassed ig

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lavendergalactic · 1 year ago

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☆ 　froppy tumblr layouts!

day 4 of @luvistrz's event ! " a character that has the same zodiac as you " f2u w/ credit, reblog appreciated!

tsu is an aquarius! just like me! silly ramble + lilay lore drop under cut :3

lavender fun fact: i dont really understand zodiacs that much since i don't know how compatible someone is with me depending on where the earth was in space when we were shoved out a womb but it's always fun doing these little things

doing this made me miss my hero academia a little, yeah i was one of those mha fans.. but that was when i was 13-14 everyone is weird when they're 13-14

i actually got really famous on youtube (like 30k subscribers) making bnha gacha life vine videos. yeah. those are dark times we'd never talk about again. i still love my hero academia though, it's very nostalgic to me although i was a cringefest when i was into it

another lavender fun fact: my favourite character (she has always been my fav) is uraraka! my first ever cosplay was uraraka, i still own the wig and cosplay her, i think i look pretty in uraraka

#☆ ◟ my edits !#valley 🐝#tsuyu asui #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #froppy #tumblr layouts #tumblr headers #tumblr icons #pfps #avatars #banners #tumblr stuff #layouts

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ghooostugs · 2 years ago

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i love you absolute basketcases of teen romance i love you awkward yearning i love you lovesick losers who are only now realizing what it means to truly fall for someone i love you cringefests of first dates i love you being so upfront about your feelings it makes you melt into a little puddle i love you being so down bad for someone people are annoyed with it i love you i love you i love you

#I LOVE YOU GWILES I LOVE YOU LUMITY #THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY YOUR HONOUR #gwiles #lumity #toh #across the spiderverse #ghostflower #my beloved #text post #the owl house #shipping dynamics

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olderthannetfic · 4 months ago

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the soul shattering knowledge that your fav is absolutely a whole cringefest himself. like he is so beautiful, so complexe, so hurt. and also unbearably cringe. he has the edge of a 13 year old gamer and the vocabulary of a self-important 60 year old boomer. I love him but I can't defend him

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randomnameless · 2 years ago

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Late but I’m here!

The only issue I have with this, as in “Rhea should have guided humans” is how this plays in the Fodlan greater issue of wanting to have 1 Leader of the World (that would of course stay unified) and in the process, it removes agency from the rest of said World that is being ruled over.

In a nutshell, SS wants us to believe Rhea should have been the Leader of the World like so many edelstans accuse her to be, but if she did, then what would the humans have done? It’s as if SS is telling her Rhea apologises because she let humans deal with their own affairs and issues which is... understandable, in a game about guidance - where the player is God Reborn - but not so much in a franchise known for its characters and at least varied world buildings, with different nations existing here and there.

Also I disagree about the War of Heroes, it ends in 98 - by then Rhea already recovered Sothis in 91 and everyone save for whoever is implanted in Maurice’s forehead - per Nopes, Lycaon was made Emperor in 91 (Willy ceded his throne when Nemesis died) but Wilhelm was still around to help him out - they bail out in 98, ergo, 7 years after the each got what they wanted from the WoH - Sothis and peace in Fodlan.

Imo, regardless of him being her kid of not, Lycaon was the “heir” Wilhelm was preparing and counted on, he was the person who could be put in charge after the War, but Wilhelm would continue supporting him. Rhea was still fighting out there to recover the remains of her family, but she was still around and still had faith in the future, humanity or whatever because resurrecting Sothis wasn’t in her plans as of yet.

But then, Lycaon dies, Rhea stops chasing the Elites (Maurice is still around, and given how Nopes added a part where Maurice killed a “Saint” I’m pretty sure Rhea wanted to slaughter him as much as the others) and builds Garreg Mach, preparing Sothis’s return - from that point, whatever hopes Rhea had, died and only Sothis can guide the world.

Not her, not Wilhelm, not Lycaon, only Sothis.

And yet, even if Rhea bailed out of Adrestia, her Church still existed, and was seen as a reliable authority and/or power to appeal to in case Adrestia went wrong, as Loog demonstrated!

Maybe the S support and Rhea’s fault is this : she should have trusted humanity (and herself!) more, instead of defaulting to Sothis when Adrestia went bonkers, but by closing her eyes to the present Fodlan (and even this is relative, as we see through the game!) she allowed the continent to be guided by the now fallen!Adrestia, which in turn led to more divisions (birth of Faerghus) and strife... and we’re supposed to see this as a bad thing?

As we see it through the game, lolcalisation be damned, the Church of Seiros used to have influence and soft power in Fodlan, Rhea tried to guide, albeit not directly by ruling, humans, who in turn, used her teachings as toilet paper.

But Fodlan was guided by at least 4 entities, Rhea, the Empire, the Kingdom and whatever happens in the Alliance. For better or worse, humans shared that “guiding duty” Rhea had, and SS’s finale (and her S Support) suggests it wasn’t supposed to be, Rhea alone was supposed to guide Fodlan?

Like you say, when people work together, they don’t need gods, let them be Supreme Leader or Sothis, but for Rhea, it’s only when she works with a specific someone, like Archbishop Rhea and God King/Queen Reborn Byleth will bring miracles, but, Archbishop Rhea, King Lambert, Emperor Ionius and Count Gloucester don’t work, just like Archbishop Rhea, Emperor Otto 3 and King Loog, or not Archbishop Rhea and Emperor Wilhelm, etc etc...

So when Rhea laments that she should have done more to guide Fodlan, are we supposed to think she should have been the only entity in Fodlan, slapped Ionius or even Helga 1 who succeded Lycaon, and ruled more “directly”, or are we supposed to believe she should have worked more with the humans of Fodlan - something she does in-lore and in-game - ?

Unlike Supreme Leader’s Supreme ending with Billy where she bails out the second her successor is appointed, Rhea bails out when her (or at least Wilhelm’s) successor is killed - and yet she still offers a presence to the people of Fodlan through her Church. Trying to fix things with the limited scope she has, without straight out knocking sense in people with her fists.

Should she have done more? Maybe...? Could she have done more? Without basically becoming the only Leader of the World and enforcing her decrees with swords in the heads of Adrestians, and later, Fodlan people, who just don’t care about her anymore? Uh... no.

And it’s, again, telling how in the end of SS - when Billy supports her - Rhea remains the Archbishop, she doesn’t “directly” rule over Fodlan, that’s Billy’s thing! Rhea remains the Archbishop with her Church and soft power...

Basically what she has been doing since the end of the WoH, and this time, it works for Fodlan because Billy is here. And conveniently, the 3 other lords/nations disappeared, so it’s kumbaya time and no one will challenge Billy’s rulership.

I know you mentionned in earlier posts about the game not being that complicated, but all the issues raised in the game - in the other routes - that limited Rhea’s scope of action “can you force people to accept something that is different”, “how to end discriminations” “my way or your head” ultimately end up with a “and they lived happily ever after because Billy is Sothis reborn/awesome/the character supposed to be the player’s self-insert so of course they manage to change everything for the better”.

Tl;Dr : this support and this ending isn’t about Rhea, the only reason why their joint guidance/rule is called “miraculous” is because Billy is here, instead of all the precedent losers who preceded them. Rhea’s sin is that she didn’t work with Billy since the beginning - which is completely bonkers, but this is what this support and this ending lead to.

@randomnameless

I think that while Rhea does blame herself in the S support, she never specifies what she did wrong. But when you consider her arc, how she needed to let go of her mother rather than wanting her to come back and make everything better again, I think there's a good case to be made that it's not any supposed Crest system or false history that she's saying was wrong. Rather she's saying she was wrong by not directly guiding the people.

Think of it like this, both her and Wilhelm got what they wanted out of the War of Heroes. Rhea avenged her people and recovered their remains, including her mother's, while Wilhelm united the continent and ended the era of bloodshed Nemesis brought about. But then after the war, they just left. They left, and the Empire they created went into moral decline almost instantly. They got what they wanted, but didn't stay to continue guiding the people. That is what Rhea's fault is, regardless if Lyacoan was her kid or not. They should have stayed, performed her duties to the people they're now responsible for, rather than peacing out with the hope that the changes they've brought about would stick.

(you know, kinda like how Edelgard's plan to reform the empire then retire will likely crash and burn considering the Empire was founded on meritocracy).

That is Rhea's sin. She came back, saw things had gone to shit and her attempt to fix it was to bring her mother back to life so she can fix it. That she can make things go back to the way they once were, similar to how Edelgard's plan is to restore power to the Emperor and reunite Fodlan setting the world back to what it once was. But in a way, it's also similar to what Byleth ultimately does in Flower. They deny taking leadership, instead putting their faith in Edelgard to fix Fodlan and even call her a title referring to a god if they S support her (though, El is also the name of the supreme deity of the ancient Canaanites and in Eastern Sumetic languages. Supreme deity for supreme leader, fitting) thus undermining (alongside the society Edelgard is said to strive for in the Japanese text) any idea that the world made by Flower is one without gods. Edelgard wants people to be self-reliant, ultimately controlling the religion of the continent to pass her own beliefs off as those of the Goddess. Game even calls her out in a few routes of wanting to replace the Goddess with herself (Mila did too in FEH), just like how the "good" route for Scarlet Blaze reveals that Edelgard…secretly still doesn't trust people.

The game does believe in the message Edelgard speaks of, don't get me wrong, but it's in Silver Snow that message isn't undermined. With Byleth's support, Rhea can be saved and learn to move on. Their combined efforts sees miraculous reforms according to the text, rather than them instead expecting Edelgard or Sothis to fix everything for them. When people work together they don't need gods, or in Ed's case a dictator with a god-complex, indeed!

#fantasyinvader #rhea stuff #SS is the billy route #but it's so hamfisted at times #all endings have a flavour of this but this? Right now?#we just have Rhea complaining she should have worked more with humans #when we saw her work with them and them not give her any shit #guidance? They shit on her guidance #and the ending says everything is miraculous as she remains archbishop so it was not about her having a more direct role like being emperor #i'd have loved to have more content about the "agarthans were sour when nabateans ruled over them'#maybe it could be one of the reasons Rhea doesn't want to actively rule over people?#but imo the duties she had to the Fodlan people were performed through her church #she's basically the only charity organisation out there #maybe Wilhelm and Adrestia were supposed to take care of the political side of things like Billy does in their paired ending?#but Adrestia sucks is it her fault or should she have done something for them not to suck?#imo it plays in her self depreciating view of herself in the general S support #wondering if she should die or if the war started because of her #it's never the humans fault never #is it wolf (fe16)'s hour?#regardless of him being her kid or not #it's imo super telling that she stopped hunting Maurice the second Lycaon died #she turned her back on humanity wanting to rez Sothis to guide the world #and yet she was like 45° degrees turned back since she was in charge of the Church #mediated the end of a war ran the most important orphanage organised pilgrimages judge the advancment of tech etc etc #I won't lead but I will participated : Rhea in a nutshell #imo SS has the worst case of avatar wanking in this game #it's Billy's route but it's all about them being OP without explanations #Remember Seteth's remember you told me that plan yourself you're so smart! it was a cringefest #we don't have a thing about them learning their nabatean heritage or anything about themselves #it's just about being uwu sad for Supreme Leader

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