#ignoring the fact it doesn’t make sense

[dismalflo]

Hi Flo, hope this ask finds you well! Saw your post on requests so here is an idea, hopefully you like it.

Everybody decided to head out to a pub for the night. Reader’s tell for being tipsy is the fact that her lips and tip of her nose start to feel numb. After three drinks (and giggling uncontrollably at whatever story Sirius is telling her) bf!Remus asks if shes feeling alright (cause Sirius is never that funny when she’s sober). Instead of answering she asks Remus to give her a kiss (which he obv gives her) and she follows it by a worried smile and a „yeah, i’m definitely tipsy”. To which Remus is just smitten. Idk if it makes sense but hopefully it does!

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Remus Lupin x reader who is a very giggly drunk ✩ 900 words

cw: drunk reader, smitten remus, fluff

The sofa feels like a cloud beneath you, and the edges of the world are softening, blurring at the corners. But it's nice. It's fun. You’ve thrown yourself down next to Sirius, after an intense bout of karaoke with Lily, and folded yourself over. Back flat against the seat cushions, chin tucked into your chest, you already know tomorrow’s stiff neck will be worth it.

It takes a second to clue in on exactly what Sirius is doing, his arms wide and theatrical as he gestures, and smiling as he speaks. He must be telling a story, probably to James. But when James rolls his eyes and walks off, curiosity tugs at you 

“Sirius, Sirius, Sirius–” whether it's the incessant chanting of his name or the poking in his side that gets his attention, you’ll never know. He's got a lazy smile on his face as he turns and a pink flush to his cheeks that comes along with intoxication.

“Oh! Hi, babe,” he slurs, blinking slowly. “Whatcha doin’?”

“What were you talking about? With, uh, James?” you ask, your own voice syrupy with drink. 

“Telling ‘im my madeira cake joke.” 

It’s a joke that Sirius has told a million times before, a terrible one, something about the prices of cakes. The mention of it is all it takes for giggles to start falling out of you in droves. Sober you would likely have the same reaction as James but the drink flowing through you has made everything a hundred times funnier.

When your laughter prompts Sirius’, the sound of his laughter makes yours all the more intense. You try to sit up for air, but the shift in weight sends you slipping off the edge of the sofa, landing hard on the floor with a graceless thud. Sirius nearly falls off after you, doubled over, wheezing. 

It all comes to a head when your laugh turns into an aching cough. You think, somewhat dramatically, this might be how I die. 

Then a warm hand presses between your shoulder blades, rubbing slow, careful circles. The coughs ease. You blink up, tears in your eyes, and find Remus crouched beside you, a small crease of worry pinched between his brows. 

“Hi,” he says softly, when you just stare.

Without thinking, you reach up and gently poke the furrow between his brows, like smoothing out a wrinkle in a shirt. It’s clumsy and heavy handed but meant to be sweet.

“Hi,” you croak at last. “Y’look handsome.”

He huffs a laugh, eyes warm. “Thanks, sweetheart. You okay?”

You ignore the question. “Can I have a kiss?”

Remus doesn’t hesitate. He leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips, one hand steady on your back, the other warm against your cheek. It’s a familiar sort of kiss, full of care and comfort, like the kind he gives you when you're half-asleep. 

When he pulls away, instead of a dopey smile, he sees your face tinged with the slightest worry. Remus opens his mouth ready to speak and possibly placate a drunken breakdown when you interrupt.

“Again, please. M’trying to figure something out.” 

He huffs a soft laugh. “So polite,” he teases, before leaning in to give you another kiss; this one a brief, affectionate peck. You hum against his mouth, and he guesses it's satisfaction.

“Oh,” you breathe as you pull back, a small giggle slipping out. “I’m so drunk.”

“Noo,” Remus responds, drawing out the vowel sarcastically, though not unkindly. “How’d you figure?”

You wrinkle your nose, then tap the tip of it with a finger. “My nose is numb,” you inform him gravely, “And my lips. It’s– It happens.” You say it with wide, solemn eyes, then burst into another fit of laughter. 

Remus stares at you for a moment, and something tender flickers across his face. He doesn’t laugh but his mouth lifts into a soft, amused smile.

“Do you want some water? Or bread?” he offers, brushing a bit of hair out of your face.

You tilt your head back and forth, as if really thinking through the options in your head before you focus back on Remus.

“Can we– Can we go home?” 

Remus nods instantly, like he’s been waiting for the question.

“Yeah, dovey. Let’s get you home.”

He stands and offers you both hands, gently tugging you upright like you’re made of glass. Your limbs wobble underneath you and he steadies you with an arm around your waist. Sirius, now half-sprawled across the sofa with his legs over the armrest, whistles at the two of you and raises a lazy hand in farewell.

“Tell him the cake joke on the way home,” he calls after you, voice muffled into a throw pillow.

“Bye, Sirius,” Remus calls back, guiding you toward the door.

“I love that joke.”

Remus looks down at you, exasperated and affectionate. “You don’t even remember how it goes.”

You press your face into his shoulder as you walk, your feet half-dragging. “I remember it has… Madeira. That’s all you need, really.”

Outside, the air is crisp and cool. It brushes against your flushed skin, sobering you slightly, enough to make you shiver and burrow closer into Remus’ side. He shrugs off his coat and drapes it around your shoulders without a word.

“You’re so good,” you mumble, half into his collar.

He presses a kiss to your temple. “You’re so drunk.”

“Yeah but you love me so…” 

“I do.”

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[softsuo]

unexpected fists ⊱ sakura haruka

⊱ sakura may condone violence, unless it's you.

⊱ w.c: 1.0k

⊱ genre: fluff, mild angst

⊱ warnings: depictions/mentions of violence

⊱ a/n: wanted to delete this at first, but then i watched this week's episode, broke down, and decided to post it anyway

the roles are so reversed, it’s almost terrifying.

it’s sloppy work — sakura isn’t used to being the one who patches others up, after all — but he tries his best and you let him do so. you don’t have the right to protest anyway, or at least that’s what his scowl tells you as he puts one last band-aid on your face.

“so?” you almost grimace at the tone of his voice. you can make out sakura crossing his arms over his chest from the corner of your eyes, though you know better than to lock them with his surely bitter ones.

more often than not, or actually always, you’re the one scolding sakura whenever he gets hurt. yet, here you are, in the safety of café pothos, slumped in one of the seats as he towers over you with evident fury. to be fair, it’s not directed at you, but you’re guilty in the sense of being its cause.

“i… didn’t mean to get in a fight, i swear,” you mumble, awkwardly curling and uncurling the hands in your lap—bruised from the recent events, sweaty from the current event. will he still be mad after hearing that?

“so why did you get in a fight anyway?” he retorts flatly. yeah, he’s still mad. 

“sakura, i’m sure y/n is telling the truth, please don’t be so harsh o—” you hear nirei stumble a bit further away, but he’s interrupted by kotoha placing a hand on his shoulder. in fact, she’s quick to usher both him and suo, as well as herself, out of the café.

left alone, sakura lets out a deep breath, one almost bordering on a groan. “you’re lucky we just happened to be walking around the area.” while collecting the first aid kit kotoha had offered, he goes on: “you’re not even into violence, how did you single-handedly get involved with a whole group?”

“...”

“hey.”

in complete surrender, you groan. “i tried to ignore them but they approached me first! then they kept insulting me which— okay, maybe pissed me off a little… i swear i didn’t start it though! but then they charged at me and for the love of god i obviously had to at least defend myself but then they kept calling me names like ‘freak’ and ‘loser' and what not and—...”

your rant suddenly trails off into silence, and while still displeased, sakura raises an eyebrow, clearly waiting for you to continue. “and? i know stuff like that means jackshit to you.”

he’s got a point, honestly. you know just fine he does, so despite your face growing a bit warmer, you surrender yet again.

“but then again, it kinda fits, doesn’t it?” the mocking words ring in your ears as a hand pulls you up by your hair. it makes you wince, and even more so when — courtesy of pure disgust — the leader closes in to your ear. “only a freak would date another freak after all.”

you’re sure you’ll come to regret it at a later point but at that very moment, your patience runs thin a bit too easily. a crack finds the composed nature you like to otherwise pride yourself in and, without really thinking twice, you’re tossing your head backwards, knocking it into his face.

the shock and impact frees you from his grip, your arm swings into the air and next thing you know…

“i kinda punched him,” you confess, rather embarrassed upon admitting what had caused the switch-up. “and some of the others.”

it becomes quiet, so quiet, and for so long, you can’t help but curiously glance up; much to your surprise, you find sakura to be the one looking away this time, a tint of pink dusting his cheeks.

“y-you don’t have to care about what others think of me,” he sheepishly mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. “although it does kinda make me…”

“make you? make you, what?”

a rather stressed expression is quick to find his face, the hand on his neck flying up to ruffle his hair in frustration. “nothing, it doesn’t matter! just… i really don’t care so just ignore it.”

“but—”

“no buts. one of us getting their hands dirty like that is already enough. you don’t have to get into all that fighting too. call next time instead."

sakura sends you a glare as soon as you open your mouth to try and argue back. not the threatening kind he shows others, but the kind that still lets you know he’s being serious. so, chewing on the inside of your cheek, you opt to simply look down at your lap. moments of silence pass, until it’s suddenly broken by a deep, deep sigh.

before you can process it, sakura is already leaning down, resting his forehead on your shoulders. as he speaks, his voice comes out in nothing but a weak, quiet mumble: “i can’t just sit back and watch you get hurt.”

the vulnerability he radiates fills the shop more than any amount of customers ever could; something he’d never as much as think of showing others, not even to the friends patiently waiting outside. his words sound almost like they’d torn themselves from his throat, faintly laced by a sense of concern—one so deep, it makes you fear that maybe, just maybe, he probably wouldn’t be able to live with himself if any of this were to happen once more.

“okay. alright, i won’t do it again,” you eventually declare, as softly as the way you run your fingers through the strands of his hair. “i promise i’ll call you next time it happens.”

you feel him nod, barely, a silent ‘okay’ escaping him. the vulnerability in the room is soon replaced by a comforting silence, and you’re equally hit by the relief that everything is finally okay—save from the bruises that are yet to heal.

“i have to say though, i’m impressed you got that many punches in.”

“make up your mind already, do you want me to fight or not?”

[bullet-prooflove]

Pandora's Box: John Shen x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @miraclesabound @cannonindeez @fadeinsol @nommingonfood

Companion piece to:

Ashes - You take revenge on the first man your parents sold you to.

The Choice - In the wake of his brother’s suicide John goes against his parents’ wishes and makes a choice about his residency.

You Should See Me In A Crown - A chance encounter sparks the beginning of something special for John.

Dick Pics - You and John discuss your dating life in the ambulance bay during a rare shift break.

Brunch - John refuses to give up when you miss brunch with him.

Silly Little Boys (NSFW) - John's not like the other men you've been with.

In The Summer - You discover John's secret.

Tiger, Tiger - John reveals the truth between his engagement and his history.

Jack - John's mother opens up old wounds by giving John a copy of your DCFS file.

Bare (NSFW) - John and you commit to each other in a special way.

The Shirt - Jack realises that you're wearing a boyfriend shirt.

Tradition - Mrs Shen makes a decision regarding the wedding.

The Wedding Gift - John's dad brings out the worst in him.

John hasn’t seen his brother Edward in almost a year. He’s been a ghost in John’s life ever since the disagreement between him and his parents started regarding the wedding. John gets why, he doesn’t want to rock the boat, to shine a light on his own issues so he takes a step back, hides in the shadows.

Which is why it’s such a surprise when John finds him standing there at the reception desk. He’s clad in a suit that costs more money than John makes in a month, scrolling through his phone as he leans back against the counter.

“Edward, what are you doing here?” John asks as he dispenses antibacterial gel into his hands, rubbing them together. “If you’re here to advocate for dad…”

“No.” Edward says drawing out the word as he tucks his phone into his pocket. “Is there somewhere the two of us can go to talk privately?”

“Yea.” John says, scanning across The Pitt until his gaze comes to rest on the stairwell that leads upstairs to the rest of the hospital. “Follow me.”

He ignores the expression on Edward’s face as they step out into the dark, quiet space. The walls muffle the sound from the ED, while the cold air causes goosebumps to break out across John’s bare arms. He folds them over his chest for warmth as he waits for his brother to speak.

“Something is going to come out over the next couple of days.” Edward tells him, his hands sliding into his trouser pockets. “Something I don’t want you to be blindsided by.”

“Ok…” John says shrugging his shoulders. “What is it?”

“Obviously you know the company’s about to go under, it’s all over the Shanghai news outlets but they’re running a story tomorrow on Dad, on the fact he’s been embezzling.”

The news hits John like a freight train because never in a million years would he have suspected anything like that.

“I don’t understand why would he need to embezzle, mom has family money.” He tells Edward, his brow furrowing as he struggles to process this news.

“Because for the past nine years Dad has been having an affair with a woman in New York, he set her up with a house in the Hamptons. They have two kids together, a girl and a boy. Jada and Michael.”

John feels like he’s been punched in the chest, the oxygen seems to evaporate right out of his lungs as he tries to make sense of what he’s hearing. “How do you know all of this?”

“Mom.” Edward sighs, shaking his head. “He told her a couple of nights ago before he left to move in with his mistress. If he returns to Shanghai he’ll be arrested by the police out there so he’s decided to stay in the US indefinitely.”

“I guess that dual citizenship really came in handy.” John says bitterly. “How’s mom doing with the whole thing?”

“She’s already back in Shanghai, being doted on by the aunties. She didn’t seem too broken up by it if I’m honest. I think she’s gonna stay out there for a while, show the community she wasn’t affiliated with any of his nonsense.” Edward informs him and John nods his head in understanding. His mom has a lot of family over there, he’s glad that’s amongst her people, that they’ll care of her in the way that only traditional Chinese families know how. “The press are gonna be reaching out for quotes about Dad when the story hits so it’s my advice you turn your phone off for a couple of days.”

“Yea…” John says gesturing at the building they’re standing in. “That’s not really something I can do.”

“Well John, you did open Pandora’s Box with this whole thing.” Edward says without an ounce of sympathy. “You couldn’t just fall into line like the rest of us, you had to put yourself above the family.”

“I didn’t want a loveless marriage.” John says frankly, meeting Edward’s gaze. “I didn’t want to be like you or Li, I want to be happy, to love the woman I choose to spend the rest of my life with...”

“Well you have that now don’t you?” Edward snarks. “You get to do what you want while the rest of us have to live with it.”

“You don’t have to live with it.” John reminds him, his palm rubbing over the nape of his neck. “That’s the point, you don’t have to stay married to Mae if you don’t want to. The worst thing that can happen has happened, what is you coming out gonna do to damage the families reputation. It’s already in tatters.”

“You don’t understand…” Edward tells him and John concedes that point.

Coming out is an intensely personal experience and with Edward, there’s years of self-loathing to address before he starts to feel comfortable in his own skin.

“Look I just came to tell you about Dad so you weren’t ambushed by reporters over the phone.” Edward says as he heads towards the door leading back to the E.D. His fingers wrap around the handle gripping it before he lingers for a second, tilting his head up to meet John’s eyes. “I’m glad you got what you wanted John, even if it did come at the cost of our family.”

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[foreverabby]

Abby Anderson from a comphet perspective:

Hey guys. First off, I want to say that this isn’t my headcanon of her necessarily, but that the possibility has absolutely crossed my mind. I wrote a cute piece about it on my previous account that you guys enjoyed, and I wish I still had it to link here.

I could argue for it either way, if I'm honest. But let’s explore it, yeah?

I guess if we’re deep diving this, it’s important to have some idea of what compulsory heterosexuality really is. Which, of course, I can’t possibly summarize in one paragraph.

Every queer person has their own story and experience. But in essence, it’s a combination of society and circumstance convincing you of what you’re supposed to want. And it’s not always a conscious lie. Think of it as spending your whole life mistaking admiration and safety or even fear for attraction. As someone who lived it myself, I’d describe it as a deep, gnawing sense of something broken, like a hollowness left by relationships that just felt kinda wrong.

The next point I want to make, is that people often argue that Abby wasn’t capable of letting herself reach for happiness after grief overtook everything in her life. While this is totally possible, as someone who lives with PTSD myself, it’s not the only outcome of trauma.

In fact, often times, it can be the opposite. Grief doesn’t always shut people down. Many trauma survivors actually seek out sex and intimacy as a means of coping (hi, Manny, I see you, good sir) and it’s entirely possible the loss she endured could’ve intensified her need for affection.

But if what is being offered does not feel right, it gets complicated.

Grief definitely made her rigid, but I don’t want to ignore the flickers of queerness that shine through in some of her scenes.

Again, this is my personal interpretation, not fact.

But it’s interesting to me that after five years of life threatening raids, violent patrols, confined quarters and messy high adrenaline camaraderie, she’d never engage in any form of attachment outside her adolescent relationship with Owen. No casual lovers, no drunken kisses, no flings. Maybe there were, and we just didn’t hear about it. But it’s heavily implied otherwise.

It’s intriguing to me also, that her roommate is arguably one of the most sexually active people in the apocalypse, and her reaction to it is rather indifferent. Proximity and trauma bonding often lead to blurred lines. Manny is flirty, shamelessly horny, and chasing tail at every outpost (we love a romantic King) and Abby lives with him. This man is throwing sexual energy into the air like confetti.

Comphet can sometimes include trying to feel something with people who are safe and trusted, but Manny is loud and flamboyant at times. A relationship with him wouldn’t fly under the radar. She’s private and hyper disciplined. Also, they’re so platonic it’s unbelievably sweet. But why?

She trusts him more than anyone else. He supports her and sees her in ways she doesn't find elsewhere.

Food for thought.

Isaac, being the militant ex-marine he is, placing them together in shared living quarters always had me curious.

I wonder if it would've been different, if she had a queer, female roommate.

Also, to say it’s because she was in love with Owen, feels a little disingenuous. Sure, that may have been the case, but again, when has that ever really prevented humans from seeking companionship in times of immense stress? Especially at her age. She's beautiful, warm and funny, and the WLF is full of strong, attractive people. She’s one of the toughest, most respected and capable soldiers. Nobody made a move on her? I doubt it.

But did women feel comfortable reaching out? I genuinely wonder. Would she have even entertained the idea in the absence of safe queer attachment? Or would she have defaulted to the only thing commonly modelled to her? Conversations surrounding queerness would’ve been so much different for them than it is for us.

Something to consider.

Anyway. If you’d like me to go deeper with this, I’m absolutely down to do it. It’s a fascinating topic for me and I really cut out so much from this one, just to keep it from being too exhaustive.  

No matter what, this girl deserves boundless, gratuitous amounts of love. I adore the thought of her with a woman because she's such a softie and it just fits her so well. 💚🩷💚

[fantasyinvader]

I actually don’t think Edelgard’s writing as a villain works all that well.

The game leans on her backstory to paint her as this tragic anti-villain, someone who had horrible things done to her but in the end wants to make the world a better place and is misguided on what that actually means. But that’s simply her backstory, the explanation for what she does.

In practice, she is a massive hypocrite. Says she wants to make sure no one else goes through what she did, but aids TWSITD in experiments that strip away people’s humanity by turning them into monsters. She’s talks a good game about no one being sacrificed because of that, but is fully willing to eliminate everyone who doesn’t bend the knee or kiss the ring. As such, her talk of freedom is undermined by her knowledge that Hubert kills everyone who is viewed as a threat to her rule and the fact he does this even to people she says to spare. Uses information campaigns and information control for her own benefit, slandering her enemies and having them framed for actions they didn’t commit, but talks about how she will rid Fodlan of it’s lies. For all her spiel against Sothis and the Church, she takes over the religion to spread her own ideals. Has no problem with people supporting her, but believes others need to rely on their own strength and fend for themselves unless her helping them benefits her in some way. As such, she’s shown to be a liar who deceives others for the sake of her goal even in the route where she tells the player that their support saved her.

All of the above is from fucking Flower.

She undermines everything she says she’s about, everything that was supposed to make her an anti-villain. Once you take the anti out of the anti-villain you are simply left with a villain character, and I think that applies especially to how Edelgard was intended to be portrayed. She’s trying to manipulate the player and lead them astray, even to the point of editing her retelling of her own backstory. She’s determined to see her path through no matter the cost, but at the same time is spelled out in both Azure Moon and Scarlet Blaze that she deliberately ignores what she doesn’t want to see. She refusal to deviate from her path isn’t some noble trait, it’s her being wilfully ignorant and stubborn to the point she would rather die than admit she was wrong. And with the full view of her hypocrisies, all her actions really amount to is her, unlike her father, successfully centralizing power on herself. In essence, it all comes down to the “freedom” she fought for was actually her own to impose her will upon Fodlan. It’s why she keeps talking about how Nabateans shouldn’t be the ones to “stand above humanity” in the Japanese text, as she wants to be the one who stands at the apex of the world.

And yet, the game still wants players to feel sorry for her and see her as the tragic anti-villain her backstory paints her as. Meanwhile the writing’s inability to directly challenge her gives the appearance that the game is trying to have moral greyness, yet player’s are also meant to piece together that she is wrong. I understand “show, don’t tell” but Houses is really big on telling players. Hell, it’s only revealed that Edelgard still uses humans turned into demonic beasts in Flower through a single comment that can be avoided if the player doesn’t recruit Hanneman.

We’re left with the game trying to tell us that Edelgard isn’t some cartoon villain, but it also undermines that same message with what she is said to do. And that’s before the localization tried it’s hand at making her route more heroic. Sure, you can say that the game wants us to forgive her in a Buddhist sense, to let go of our hatred towards her but not pardoning her misdeeds and stopping her from causing suffering, as even if we were to attempt to pardon her Edelgard would keep fighting, but coupling that with the refusal to actually engage in the reality of her actions undermines those actions as a result. The actions that undermine the idea she is an anti-villain are in turn undermined by the game’s narrative.

See what I mean with how this doesn’t work?

[maxdibert]

so glad there are other people with common sense about snape- all these marauder fans make me feel like i’m insane and have seen a completely different version of media than them…where do they get their ridiculous ideas from?

and they say things like “they didn’t assault him! they didn’t strip him naked!”…in the uk pants mean underwear they didn’t take his trousers off in front of people (which is still disgusting if it was just that) but they took his underwear off in front of other people without consent, that’s SA… can a person imagine that being done to them? wouldn’t you hate those people? i’ve been SA’d and more multiple times by different people and i hate them and i will never ever have grace for them

when people are fans of those characters without acknowledgement of their actions (rarely seen a snape fan who doesn’t acknowledge all his actions) i wonder about how they can ignore blatant information and fact

Honestly, there are people who actually have the nerve to deny that they stripped him down to his underwear. People who say that in their translation or dialect “pants” means trousers and not underwear, so for them it doesn’t count. And it’s like — girl, I don’t care if in your country they translated the book like absolute crap because the publisher couldn’t be bothered to hire someone who actually finished their degree. What matters isn’t what you understand, it’s what the original text says. And in the original text, it explicitly says they left him in his underwear.

And stripping someone down to their underwear in public while asphyxiating them is abuse, and it’s sexualized abuse. And I don’t give a damn if in your cultural context ‘sexual abuse’ only means rape, because countless international organizations — sociologists, psychologists, psychiatrists, and legal experts — have made it very clear that sexual abuse covers a wide spectrum. Reducing it solely to rape is irresponsible as hell because it silences and erases so many victims whose abuse didn’t escalate to the worst possible act but absolutely started on that path.

So yeah, I couldn’t care less about these people’s opinions because what they’re doing is denying basic recognition rights to victims just because they don’t like a fictional character and have a weird attachment to defending another one who’s objectively a piece of shit. And to me, they’re not just immature idiots — they’re absolute garbage.

[a-bottle-of-tyelenol]

I try not to say that opinions or criticism is ever invalid because I don’t rlly think it’s my place to decide that, but I genuinely don’t understand the “how could Odysseus defeat Poseidon as a mortal?” argument. the gods aren’t some invincible divine being that no man could ever hold a candle to??

diomedes, odysseus’ bestie in the iliad, quite literally stabs BOTH aphrodite and ares with his spear which causes them to run away back to olympus (and refuse to rejoin the fight!!!), and apollo had to bat patroclus away from scaling the walls of troy like four times before he backed off (which shows how strong a mortal man’s determination can be). neither of these men were divine!!! they were just fierce warriors!!!!

the gods are absolutely powerful but it is NOT that insane to say that odysseus could have severely weakened poseidon with his sword 😭

[critterishere]

Don’t ask why Lois Griffin is there,, she’s just chill like that

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[lunarifie]

God Kristen fumbled Tracker BADLY

[aroanthy]

kiryuu sibling stasis post-32 is so interesting to me. nanami tries to leave and is (temporarily but also, crucially, violently) prevented from doing so by touga and akio. after this experience she puts distance between herself and them: she leaves touga’s phone in the car, she resigns from the student council (though she dons her old uniform still), she repeatedly dismisses and undermines the authority of the rose code, of end of the world, of akio, of touga. but she’s still in ohtori, isn’t she? uncomfortable with the idea of leaving, uncertain if it’s really possible. she tried before, and it hurt her. deeply. it’s so interesting to me, nanami’s agency and how she limits her exertion of it after 32, when she realises it for what it is. contrast that with touga, who accepts this weird stalemate between them, who is, really, uninterested in having any relationship of any kind with nanami if he can’t gain something from her. he’s very passive with her after 32, compared to the passivity he’d always feigned towards her before in order to stoke reactions from her and then exploit them. i was thinking about how touga has always been able to sever his relationship with nanami, but chosen not to; first out of a sense of obligation (‘we should live to help each other’) then a realisation of how that could be exploited. i was thinking about how nanami has never realised her ability to leave, in part because it is limited by touga and the harm he does her. i was thinking about the desperation and confusion akio calls out to anthy with as she leaves. i was thinking about how different that is to the kiryuus’ strange semi-breakdown; touga doesn’t want or need nanami, and nanami might love her brother but she cannot trust him or feel safe around him, doesn’t want to see him anymore; she’s itching to leave, and just a little scared (you know, because last time she tried that her brother assaulted her), and he’s not doing anything because ignoring her means he doesn’t have to deal with the emotions of her leaving or staying. something something gendered power dynamics something something tragic siblings

[scuorge10]

Okay this AU doesn’t make sense at all and I drew this a while ago but all I can tell you is that I wanted an excuse to draw Polites and Frankenstein the musical art so 0/

[fellhellion]

As funny as the trolley problem and the suffering builds character memes are (and I do love them), I personally think it ascribes a belief to Miguel he doesn’t explicitly hold in the text.

“Bad things are gonna happen; it makes us who we are.“ is a line that belongs to Peter B. Miguel doesn’t even approach the idea to Miles of this model justifying the suffering it perpetuates, even if it’s an understandable byproduct because of what this model asks you to swallow, what it asks you to concede.

Why would he claim that suffering builds character? The one time he believes he defied fate, it backhanded him so hard he’s still reeling from the trauma, and it took at least 8 billion lives as collateral including Gabriella. What did that suffering teach him but a despairing submission to fate?

To Miguel’s understanding of what happened, there’s not even a trolley problem. It’s “you accept the terms fate deals you, or it will destroy everyone - including those you wanted to save - regardless”. His perspective is far more aligned to utilitarianism and fearing that massive human cost happening again, more than it is morally justifying why the canon operates as it does.

[monards]

i fear that i don’t acknowledge enough the fact that i KNOW rhinedottir's evil !!! and she's horrible !!! and that she's wholly ireedamable !!! i know and love and respect that fact !!! i'd shoot myself in the frontal lobe if hoyo made her out to NOT be wholly evil !!!! but the reason i always go on and on and on about her humanity and complexity is because. SHE IS ALWAYS DUMBED DOWN !!!! TO JUST THAT !!!! it's literally the greatest and most moving theme (IN MY OPINION!!!) in genshin, that human beings are COMPLEX !!!! and they're MORE than just evil or bad or wtv. we see this through every character to almost ever be introduced to us -> literally just take arlecchino as an example. if anyone was at all paying attention to the discourse around her when the fontaine teaser dropped (and. 4.0 in general) it was the BIGGEST thing to watch people argue between "she's a harbinger, so she's clearly the most evil and the big antagonist of fontaine because of these accounts we have right now !!" versus the argument of "we've only seen ONE perspective of her so far, and it's no duh that all this stuff sucks -- but there's no way she's JUST gonna be all these horrible things,, because literally nobody to exist is just horrible and cruel with zero to no good in them. and also that'd make a shit narrative by hoyo in a story driven game" AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED !!!! we saw !!! in REAL time !!! that while arlecchino was rightfully cruel and horrible and, yes the things she did were fucked up beyond belief and she should absolutely not be excused for any of it - she is NOT just evil ! she's shown to care, albeit in a fucked up way that only shows she's even more deranged ; but what's so incredibly important about her is the way that her being "evil" doesn't mean she's incapable of anything else. She is evil, yes— but so many of those evil actions have *motives* and *reasons* that explain them (but not excuse or condone!) and, although they don’t save her grace or anything of the sort, they DO show her true character. AND YHATS SO IMPORTANT!!!! She’s capable of being an antagonist while still being justified in some form, and given nuance and backstory and redeemable traits

I am !!! NEVER !!! going to say rhinedottir is a good person. she isn't! no shit sherlock ! how the fuck do you think im gonna go on and ignore the fact she sent both her kids to their deaths, and also fed one to another. dare i say, that is NOT anything good !!! suprise of the century !! woah !!! -- but what i AM gonna say is that she's much beyond that? hello !! not only has the point of her having not a zero good trait or will in her body been. proven false over and over and over again. but it's such ! Sad and not compelling is character choice for her *not* to be nuanced and complex and justified in a fucked up !! — like do you REALLY think hoyoverse (who is clearly capable of, and likes to make) complex characters, who are horrible, while not being *only* those horrible things, would pass up a golden (haha) opportunity to make a characters whose entire existence is JUST that??!,!2????

believe what you want! Do what you want! This is a silly video game that will be eroded along with time in a hundred in so years ! But god so help me, please don’t be willfully ignorant to the complexity and nuance of characters, just because you want a villain. No villain , real or not, is entirely evil. People are complex and multi faceted and people really, really need to hop off this cart of going “okay but stop saying she’s multifaceted because it takes away from her being evil” because it DOESNT! If anything, it makes her so much more compelling . Which is something some people can apparently. Not handle.

[thebookworm0001]

The way that veilguard handles solas is annoying me right now

[linoguy]

also those cats are just as much Minho's parents cats as they are his? obv we see the cats relationship with him the most bc he is a public facing idol but i truly don't think Minho would take all three cats from the couple who have owned them their entire lives to leave them alone in his apartment for months?? like. why on earth would he choose to do that.

yeah I mean that’s definitely part of it, he got soonie when he was a kid and the others came into the picture later on so his family would have understood the responsibility that came with it and they clearly have gained an attachment to them. I don’t think the argument that they’re His cats is a bad one because they are at the end of the day, cause he adopted them personally but it’s all semantics by the time we get to this part of the argument

At the end of the day, they’re living beings that need to be tended to because that is the responsibility of the adopter. If they’re good owners, they’ll ensure that the animal can have stability and be taken care of. And let’s operate on the assumption that lee know and his family Are good owners, even without looking at all the evidence.

Basically the much needed tldr of this all is just: it’d be nice but nah

[ironunderstands]

Childe my perfect angel we will never understand you and that’s the point