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howlingday · 1 year ago

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InDomitable

Ozpin: DAMN YOU, WHY?! WHY DID YOU KILL THEM?!

Summer: (Pushing Longest Memory off her) I'VE KILLED YOU BEFORE, AND I'LL DO IT AGAIN!

Ruby: ...

Ozpin: You're welcome to try! I won't be killed so easily twi-

Summer: (Grabs his throat, Rips it out) Hah... You always did talk too much...

Ruby: M... Mom..?

Summer: Ruby... We need to talk. It's time I told you the truth. The real truth about who I am and why I'm really here.

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Summer: ...And now it's time for you to join me. Help me prepare this realm for it's time of ascension at the hands of our people.

Ruby: ...

Summer: I... I know this is a lot for you to take in all at once, but soon enough, you'll see... Just give it time and you'll understand why we need to do this. I'm sorry you had to learn this way, but I tried to talk to you earlier. And I know seeing me like this, all covered in the headmaster's blood can be very... unsettling.

Ruby: I... No... No, this... This doesn't make any sense. You love dad. I know you do.

Summer: Ruby, stop. Listen to me. Do you have any idea how long our lifespan as Silver-Eyed Warriors are? The older we get, the slower we age. We're not meant to live among these frail things like humans and faunus. Your father... He's more like a pet. Everything that makes us who we are is so pure, I can create near perfect Silver-Eyes with almost ANY compatible creature. Soon, very soon, you'll be as strong as me. Maybe even stronger, and you'll outlive everyone down there by at LEAST a thousand years! Everyone you know and love down below will die before you even LOOK thirty. You don't belong here. You don't want to watch your friends live and die, do you?

Summer: I know you're confused, and it may even feel wrong, but we... we don't belong here. This world, and these... things are all beneath us. This planet has an invaluable resource sum that would support our race for generations beyond us! With you by my side, we could rule this planet for centuries before we're relocated. Think about it, Ruby; you know this is the right choice. (Shoulder hold) Trust me. This is the only way.

Ruby: (Swats) DON'T TOUCH ME!

Summer: Ruby. Calm down.

Ruby: No, I will NOT calm down! This is insane! You're insane! Just because we're different from everyone else, we're entitled to enslave our friends and families for a bunch of dimension hopping freaks I've never even met?! THIS IS MY LIFE! AND THESE ARE MY PEOPLE!

Summer: Ruby, please. You're not thinking straight. We have a responsibility to our people, to our race. You may not understand now-

Ruby: I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOUR SILVER-EYED WARRIOR BULLSHIT! Even if I live for a million, billion years, I won't let you destroy my home!

Summer: Ruby, you don't understand what I'm saying. I CAN'T LET YOU INTERFERE.

Ruby: I know exactly what you're saying!

Summer: ...

Summer: (Clenches fist) So be it.

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One Silver-Eyed Curb Stomp Through Vale, The Black Sea and Solitas later...

Ruby: (Crashes into an icy crater, Bloodied)

Summer: (Gently floats down, Unscathed) Have you had enough yet? (Pulls Ruby up)

Ruby: Ah... I will beat you.

Summer: (Backhands her into a mountain) I'm ready when you are. (Flies close to her) You're doing this for nothing, you know. Humans and faunus will be advanced in both magic and technology beyond their current standing by thousands of years. They'll be brought up to speed with with every other dimension already conquered. In time, Remnant will be better than it ever could have been without us!

Ruby: (Struggles to her feet) Wh... What if... What if they resist?

Summer: Then they'll die. Down to the last one. But that's why we're here! To keep them from resisting.

Ruby: (Rushes in) I won't let you enslave these people, Mom! It isn't right-

WHAM!

Summer: WHY?!

WHAM!

Summer: WHY?!

WHAM!

Summer: WHY DO YOU KEEP FIGHTING?! WHAT HAS THIS WORLD OFFERED YOU THAT'S ANY BETTER THAN WHAT IT COULD?!

Summer: Whatever you're fighting for right now will be gone in just a hundred years, long before you could ever enjoy it! You're fighting so you can watch everyone around you die!

Summer: THINK, RUBY! THINK! WE get older! WE age slower! YOU will outlive everything and everyone frail in this realm! You'll live to see kingdoms rise and fall! Watch civilization itself crumble to dust! EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE YOU'VE EVER LOVED WILL BE GONE!

Summer: WHAT WILL YOU HAVE AFTER YOU LIVE FIVE HUNDRED YEARS?!

Ruby: ...Y-You, Mom. I'd still have you.

Summer: (Raises fist)

Ruby: Mom..?

Summer: (Hand shakes)

Ruby: ...Mom?

Summer: (Gone, Teardrops in the snow left)

#rwby #ruby rose #summer rose #invincible #ozpin

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bluewinnerangel · 3 years ago

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This is about One Direction.

Of course. Soooo I guess I just made a masterpost of times not saying things showed up in their lyrics. Not just 1D, but all of their solo work as well. It's a lot. I don't know if it's really uncalled for or super called for, you know to post this now, on (close to) their 11 year anniversary and all that, but it's been in my drafts for a while and it seems to be wtf are they, all this band does is lie central today so I'm just gonna release it. Here you have it. I'm sorry.

It’s loooaaaads of Zayn (but I mean he has the most lyrics too) but they’re all at it a bunch. If you're into song parallels / reoccurring themes / patterns as much as I am this is going to be gold, if not then its just a whole bunch of ~lines from songs and more songs~.

Anyway what pushed me to do this in general is how well it highlights they were and remain silent. On what exactly I can't tell you and that's the whole point, they apparently can't either. Here’s a fun gif while we cry over having way too many questions:

Times not saying stuff (or not listening/being heard, having secrets, truth/lying etc: lack of honest communication) showed up in their music below the cut:

Just be aware that loads of these are definitely taken out of context, and while for some it's just really funny that I list them here between more serious lines, for others it's not very fair, but for most I think the context actually doesn't matter that much as the theme / vibe and choices of wording things in music actually matter more than whatever concept of what a song is about its written into. So it's about the persistent theme here, whatever the context it's written into, and yaknow even if half of them can be explained away there's still the other half. (also i might have missed a lot but look at how much this is already) Anyway:

One Direction (don’t mind me ignoring the first 2 albums):

Midnight Memories

Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain - Story Of My Life

I know nothing's making sense, For tonight let's just pretend - Midnight Memories

Why is it so hard to say it? - Strong

So many words we're not saying - Strong

One day you'll come into my world and say it all - Something Great

One day you'll say these words, I've thought but never said - Something Great

The script was written and I could not change a thing, I want to rip it all to shreds and start again - Something Great

But you, you don't tell the truth - Little White Lies

And your eyes keep saying things - Little White Lies

I don't know how else to sum it up, 'Cause words ain't good enough, There's no way I can explain your love - Better Than Words

I whispered something in her ear that I just can't repeat - Alive

Four

Some say, "She's such a fake", That her love is made up - Girl Almighty

Spaces between us hold all our secrets, Leaving us speechless - Spaces

And you say, It's hard to keep a secret, Girl - Change Your Ticket

You're the truth I can explain, you're the only one I see, it's not an illusion to me - Illusion

Made in the A.M.

And if you like having secret little rendezvous, if you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do - Perfect

All I ever wanted was the truth - Infinity

All I know at the end of the day, is you want what you want and you say what you say - End of the Day

I think I might give up everything, just ask me to, pay attention, I hope that you listen - If I Could Fly

In her eyes there's no lies, no lies, there's no question, she's not in a disguise - What A Feeling

Unexplainable, a love that only we could understand - Love You Goodbye

'Cause the truth is out, I realize that without you here life is just a lie - History

Saw your body language and I know how you're feeling, You look like the kind of girl that's tired of speaking - Temporary Fix

All my favourite conversations, always made in the A.M. Cause we don't know what we're saying, we're just swimming round in our glasses, and talking out of our asses - A.M.

Make a little conversation, so long I've been waiting, to let go of myself and feel alive - Home

Louis

All the smiles that I'm faking/Maybe I was lying when I told you "Everything is great, Everything is fucking great" - Miss You

It's not over 'til it's all been said - Just Hold On

But you only get half of the story - Just Like You

I'm just like you, If you only knew - Just Like You

Things we'd never say to someone else out loud, - We Made It

This is everything I've waited for, Now we can finally have a conversation, That I wish we could've had before - Too Young

And no amount of words will ever be enough - Walls

I took some time 'cause I ran out of energy of playing someone I heard I'm supposed to be - Habit

Tell me the truth, Tell me do you still remember feeling young, Strong enough to get it wrong, In front of all these people - Fearless

You know as well as I, it's all lies - Fearless

We're sleeping on our problems like we'll solve them in our dreams - Defenceless

Tryna find what to say to you, Been up all night, All night, running all my lines, But it's only the truth, Been up all night, Not sure how to say this right, Got so much to lose - Defenceless

But you don't have a thing to prove - Defenceless

tall stories on the page - Only The Brave

Nothing is original, there's nothing left to say, You won't be the first or be the last to bleed, Every broken heart as far as your eye can see, It's a copy of a copy of a copy - COAC

Harry

We don't talk about it, It's something we don't do - Meet Me In The Hallway

We don't talk enough, we should open up, before it's all too much, will we ever learn? We've been here before, it's just what we know - Sign of the Times

Tongue-tied like we've never known, Telling those stories we already told, 'Cause we don't say what we really mean - Two Ghosts

I always think about you and how we don't speak enough - Sweet Creature

Tell me something, tell me something, You don't know nothing, just pretend you do, Tell me something just before you go, Oh, tell me something I don't already know - ESNY

I told you, but I know you never listen, I hope you can see, the shape that I'm in - Woman

We haven't spoke since you went away, Comfortable silence is so overrated - From The Dining Table

You don't have to say you love me, You don't have to say nothing, You don't have to say you're mine, Honey - Adore You

Would you believe it? - Adore You

What do you mean? - Lights Up (THIS IS A JOKE ORRR ISSS ITTT)

Forget what I said, It's not what I meant, And I can't take it back, I can't unpack the baggage you left, What am I now? - Falling

And it kills me 'cause I know we've run out of things we can say - Falling

What if I'm someone you won't talk about? - Falling

He takes a boat out, Imagines just sailing away, And not telling his mates, He wouldn't know what to say - She

While he plays pretend, So pretend - She

I was just tongue-tied / I’m still tongue-tied - Sunflower, Vol 6

You gotta see it to believe it - Canyon Moon

Quick pause in conversation - Canyon Moon

Pretends not to know the words - Canyon Moon

I don't need all the answers - TPWK

I don't know what I'd tell you if you asked me for the truth - Anna

I don't ever tell you how I really feel, 'Cause I can't find the words to say what I mean, And nothing's ever easy, That's what they say - Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart

This by the way also demonstrates why I don’t think Harry&Louis have problems with miscommunication within their relationship but rather to the public, because:

Niall

And I want to tell you everything, the words I never got to say the first time around - This Town

Over and over the only truth, Everything comes back to you - This Town

And if you get lost in the light, It's OK. I can see in the dark, all your thoughts running through your head, the things you think better left unsaid - Since We’re alone

And I tell you things you've never heard before, asking questions to the ceiling - Flicker

Just the entire song Fire Away

She closed the door, She hides behind the face nobody knows, She feels her skin touch the floor, She wants to fight, But her eyes are tired, nobody's on her side, She wants to feel like she did before, She looks into her mirror, Wishing someone could hear her, so loud - Mirrors she is harry fight me

'Cause the last time that we talked seems like forever, and ever, feels like you don't even know me, just me and the stars can get lonely - Dear Patience

Can you see that I'm anxious? Can you hear what I'm saying? - Dear Patience

If I pour my heart out, can you keep a promise? - Dear Patience

'Cause the situation is like a mountain that's been weighing on my conscience, if I'm being honest - Dear Patience

I'm not saying that you're lying but you're leaving out the truth and I'm not saying that you're guilty 'cause I don't have any proof, feeling like I'm going crazy and I don't know what to do ‘cause on paper you don't break them but it hurts so bad the way you bend the rules - Bend The Rules

Just say nothing, small talk only gets in the way - Small Talk (LOL ORRR ISSS ITTT)

If we're not gonna do this honestly baby won't ya give me back what you took apart when I was on my knees in the darkness, you'd be there to break my fall, But now I'm lying here so helpless - Arms Of A Stranger

You don't have to change when I'm around you so go ahead and say what's on your mind. When you're with me, no judgement, you can get that from anyone else - No Judgement

we don't have to prove nothing - No Judgement

I'll keep your secrets safe till the time we both find ourselves alone again - No Judgement

I want to let all my defenses down, scream until you hear me out, I'll lay it on the line for you, my mind's made up - San Francisco

So tell me you want it, a thousand miles away from the day that we started, but I'm standing here with you just tryna be honest, If honesty means telling you the truth - Still

Zayn

and I can’t tell you why because my brain can’t equate it, tell me your lies because I just can’t face it - It’s You

I won't cover my scars, I'll let 'em bleed so my silence won't be mistaken for peace - It’s You

So say what you wanna say, what you wanna, so say what you wanna say, what you gotta say, now, so say what you wanna say, what you want - BeFoUr

No strings for you to pull on, you've got your tongue in your cheek, so pardon if I don't speak - BeFoUr

'Cause I have no time to help you find all the words, melodies and memories, stories that sound absurd, I will tell no lies - rEaR vIeW

don't think because you're with me this is real - wRoNg

They don't know what I know, how long I've had to hold, you're like a commotion, all because of me, so take it off, let's break down all of our walls, right now, I wanna see it all, I don't wanna cool off, so let's cross the lines we lost. You were right on the border, No falling in, don't need no proof, Beautiful insanity, You're like a movie, change the scene, taste your sweet profanity - BoRdErSz (again this just looks like a sexy sexy thing OOORRRR ISSS ITTT)

The entirety of tRuTh but:

Don't know how many times, I've had to say this to you - tRuTh

I won't point any fingers, I won't say it was you, I let life take its time, And in time you see the truth, I won't ask any questions, I won't say it was you, I'll let life take its time, And in time you see the truth, See the truth [8x] - tRuTh

And in time you’ll see the truth. - tRuTh

sit and talk shit all night, Does that make it right for smoke - lUcOzAdE

And the only solution is making shit confusing - lUcOzAdE

No lies in my eyes, nothing but truth will leave my mouth, I'm tryna fucking scream but the words won't come out, I'm, tryna fuckin' scream but the words won't come out - lUcOzAdE

Hey, what's up? It's been a while, Talking 'bout it's not my style - LIKE I WOULD (Also LIKE I WOULD I feel like in its entirety is like hey waddup my 1D bitches we still not talkinig huh but aflkjdslakfj)

What if I changed my mind? What if I said it's over? I've been flying so long, Can't remember what it was like to be sober, What if I lost my lives? What if I said game over? What if I forget my lines, And I lose all my composure? - Back To Life

I guess we all got a story, oh, Just tellin' mine, Change the scenario - Imprint

The entirety of Talk To Me, but:

The way that you say, The things that you do, I've been through, All of the games, All of the ways, That you've been fooled - Talk To Me

Talk to me, talk to me, yeah, oh, Talk to me, talk to me, Talk to me, talk to me, Talk to me, talk to me, Talk to me, TAAALLKKKTOTOOHHHMEEEHH sorry

Say your piece, The words that come out, Out of your mouth, I wanna hear - Talk To Me

We ain't keepin' no secrets - Talk To Me

Whispers in the background, Behind closed doors - There You Are

I don't mind, you can tell me your lies, I don't mind - I Don’t Mind

Street lamps lit like they're tryna teach us, I've seen this scene before, real life, The nature wrote the score, my lines - Good Guy

Cause I'm the one, the one, the one that you wish you knew - You Wish You Knew

Do you hear yourself when you speak? Do you see yourself desperately talkin' shit? Tryna act like you mad, I don't know you like that - You Wish You Knew

Aaand the entirety of Scripted again

I don't wanna say what's scripted - Scripted

When you lied to my face I could see the truth, Every step of the way I knew, How you fool me, boo - Entertainer

I watch you, I laugh away, fake it too - Entertainer

No one's playing no games, 'Cause that's basic, I'm being straight up, I know a fake love when I see it anyway - Entertainer

Cause now the whole damn world will know, That we're too numb and just too dumb to change the story, Neither one, one of us wants to say we're sorry - Good Years

hold the pain deep inside, It's in my eyes - Good Years

I think I need some fresh air, Feelin' under pressure, Don't wanna talk about it, Don't even get me started - Fresh Air

The truth won't break my heart, No, don't you worry, I already know oh oh, Too many bones inside your closet, You thought you buried deep, But they never let me get a minute of peace, How do you sleep? - Rainberry

Lost in the moment with no words to speak, I can't find no peace - Insomnia

Like I know I can't take it back, No there's nothing I can say, Must be an addiction, I wanted it all, didn't expect it to fall, Must be an affliction, I wanted to call, but I didn't call, Now it's keeping me up night and day, Keeping me up night and day - Too Much

When the room becomes a game we play, When lines they seem to turn to snakes, I guess I'll turn you back, Say white lies to your face, You know I love my place, Nothing I can say, Nothing I can say (nothing I can say) - Too Much

[Video interlude:] [Cop:] Your life in the daytime is over. There's eyes on you everywhere. You know that, right? I'm watching you. My crew's watching you. You know your little homies? They pissed off. They mad at you, bro. Your name is mud on the streets. Oh, I know who you are. [Zayn:] You don't know me. - Dusk Till Dawn

We were shut like a jacket - Dusk Till Dawn

You play your role and I play the same - Still Got Time

Zayn’s got a fking album called Nobody Is Listening

Really just Calamity as a whole again, but ok:

I prefer speaking in analogies - Calamity

Nobody, nobody is listening to me, Nobody, nobody is listening, Nobody, nobody is listening to me, Nobody, nobody is listening to me - Calamity

In too deep, we're rearranged, Now you wanna ask for names, We can't let this fruit go bad, Saying things we can't take back, In too deep, we're rearranged, Say you feel the same, Why? - Better

I know I'm always in my head, Some things, they must be said - Outside

Won't tell no lies, no lies to you - Vibez

It's like a force we can't explain - Connexion

So tired of fake friends, And fake love, you know, No time for no lie - Unfuckwitable

Forget whatever you been told - Unfuckwitable

Tightrope sounds like he’s ready to tell all, just the whole thing again.

Answers that will lie inside myself, What will I leave behind me? Where will I choose to go? To tell the truth, I'm tired of falling, When I'm floating I'm closer to you, We can't control all the outcomes, Let go of the reins, ride the rhythm, Doubled my vision, ain't fairly new to this feeling, Searchin' for meaning, still don't believe it, Stopped at the ceiling, all these years - River Road

Liam

This is only and all just Say It All basically one of the few songs he wrote and release is a wholeass song decidated to the point here:

Say what you want, say what you want

Now that just leaves you all of this shit, all of the bliss, tell me something real

Walls going up like we strangers, took me forever to say this

Baby, we should say it all, say it all, There's beauty in these broken walls, broken walls, Holding back is criminal, criminal

One of us should make the call, make the call

Baby, we should say it all, say it all

Sometime's it's bad

Baby, I know that you nervous

Sick and tired

SORRY ABOUT THIS

#HOW are we tagging this #all this band does is lie #miscommunication #themes?#welikeparallels #smart things with lyrics #so fking many lyrics god what to do here #liars #shitty little liars #pretty little shit liars

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carryonthroughtheages · 3 years ago

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Hello everyone!

Another year of Carry On Through The Ages is over and done! We have emotions and exhaustion, but we're so happy that this year had the hype and excitement that it did.

Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts, to all of the AMAZING creators who spent the last several months working away at their historical content!

Thank you also to the hard-working mods: @bazzybelle, @giishu, @palimpsessed, and @xivz . This fest would not have been as successful as it has been without you!

We encourage everyone to look under the page break for all the fics and art. They're all fantastic!

Here is the link to the AO3 Collection: Carry On Through The Ages 2021!

Thank you all, and until next year! 🧡🧡🧡

MONDAY:

1) sun on the sea (T) - @trenchcoat-moth : AO3 // Tumblr

Tensions run high in England, and Malcolm decides it's for the best he sends Baz to live with Fiona, where he'll be safer.

That is, until Baz's ship is attacked.

2) The Words I Long To Say (M) - @bazzybelle : AO3 // Tumblr

Simon Snow was dead.

Baz Pitch was sure of it. Simon had gone away seven years ago to fight a war in the jungle and he hadn't come home.

So, when Simon shows up in Baz's club, investigating a string of brutal murders, all Baz wants to do is hold him close and never let him go.

But these aren't the same boys from 1960 and Baz has a lot of processing to do before he's ready to believe in Simon again.

3) we are slaves to gods, whatever gods are (M) - @wellbelesbian : AO3 // Tumblr

I don’t fully understand what plagues him, but I know it’s bad, and I know it goes deeper than guilt. He didn’t want to kill his father, not really, but we were instructed to do so by Apollo. Cleanse the house of its sins, dispose of a murderer to set things right. It was only right that I join him; he was avenging my mother as much as his. Clearly, Apollo didn’t seem to consider that such an act would make Simon a murderer in his father’s place. It seems I got off fine, but as far as Simon is concerned, the vengeful spirits that once spun and danced on the roof of the palace now hunt him down, determined not to stop until he rids the world of himself.

4) World War II Era Art - @stardustasincocaine : Tumblr

TUESDAY:

1) the art of loving you (E) - @one-more-offbeat-anthem : AO3 // Tumblr

1955. London. Young love.

Forbidden love.

A year ago, starving artist Simon Snow met Baz Pitch, son of a wealthy art patron, at a party, and their days (and nights) together have been a wonderful secret.

But Simon is tired of being a secret and knows it's time for things to end.

(Baz has other ideas.)

2) Reliquary of an Arsonist (T) - @tea-brigade : AO3 // Tumblr

Simon Snow grew up a ward of Watford Abbey, but when his magic manifested in an explosive accident as a child, he became the Abbey’s anchorite—never to leave Watford’s walls, for his own protection. That is, until Abbot David sends him on an important errand…

Basilton Pitch paints portraits for his patron, Lord Grimm. But he’s never forgotten the magic he learned from his mother—nor the men who condemned her to death as a heretic. When Simon arrives and offers Baz a commission from Watford Abbey, he sees his chance to avenge his mother once and for all...and he’s willing to burn down everything in his path to that end.

But it was no coincidence that pulled these two unlikely souls together. Something more sinister is underway at Watford Abbey, and only Simon and Baz can uncover the truth before everything goes up in flames.

3) Westward Son (E) - @aristocratic-otter : AO3 // Tumblr

Simon and Baz have found each other again, but there's nowhere in Brooklyn or Virginia where they can safely be together. So now, they venture the hazards and struggles of the Oregon trail, to perhaps find a little homestead in Oregon of their own.

4) A Way Out (T) - @lying-on-the-sofa : AO3

I frown at him..“You don’t know me.”

He offers his hand. “Simon.”

Simon. I feel the name around in my mind and assign it to his face. Simon. I don’t shake his hand. They’ve still got my arms pinned. “Basilton.”

Simon nods at me. “Now we know each other. Let him go.” Very casually, he takes his other hand from behind his back. A sword, flashing. He leans on it and smiles invitingly. “Let him go.”

This time, they listen.

Simon Snow has been trained for years to become a tribute—one of the fighters Athens sends every ninth year into the Minotaur’s labyrinth. He wants to know the way out, if only for Penny’s sake. Luckily for him, Prince Basilton of Crete also wants a way out—off the island, where no one will know he’s the half-brother of the Minotaur.

Unluckily for both of them, they don’t exactly form the most agreeable pair.

WEDNESDAY

1) long is the road the leads me home (G) - @wellbelesbian : AO3 (Version 1) (Version 2) // Tumblr

Baz has a rather unremarkable life, and he's fine with that. Running his late mother's beloved inn with his temperamental aunt, estranged from his father and step-siblings, he's successfully convinced himself that he's better off without attachments.

Then Simon barrels into his life, guns blazing and rapier drawn, and Baz is swept up in dramatic plot he never bargained for.

Worse still, he finds he quite likes the thrill.

2) New Romantics (T) - @ninemagicks : AO3 // Tumblr

Basilton Pitch, twenty-two years old and a famed poet of the Romantic era, has fled to the countryside. In Mummers House, the fabled haunt of literary greats, he sulks himself into oblivion and awaits a sad, disappointing end to his brief years of brilliance. The cause of his downfall? None other than Simon Snow, the so-called “bad boy of English poetry”, breaker of rules and eternal thorn in his side. Baz hopes that Mummers House might mean an escape from London, from Snow and his increasingly virulent popularity... but the rain that comes has other ideas.

3) thnétos (T) - @snowybank : AO3 // Tumblr

thnétos: subject to death, mortal

a retelling of Apollo and Hyacinthus

4) A Medieval AU art piece - @thewriterxj : Tumblr

THURSDAY

1) From Eden (E) - @orange-peony : AO3 // Tumblr

I wonder if his skin is warm or cold to the touch. I tell myself it’s simple curiosity, that I’m an artist and capturing things on paper or canvas is my way to make sense of the world. That drawing him feels so natural, so I should just follow my instincts. Ebb used to say it all the time. Follow your heart. It knows where you’re supposed to go.

I wish I could. I wish I had enough money and freedom to just draw what I want. To paint him in his unattainable beauty. To draw him the way I want to. Naked and vulnerable, raw. Without frills and expensive suits.

Just Baz on paper, my fingers tracing his delicate and beautiful lines with simple charcoal.

2) Slings and Eros (M) - @palimpsessed : AO3 // Tumblr

Young god of love Simonides is tasked by his father, the god of war, to bring about the ruin of a mortal prince to punish his blasphemy. However, once Simonides sees his intended victim, he begins to have misgivings. Prince Tyrannus might have offended the gods with his very existence, but all Simonides can see is how beautiful and lonely he is.

Or, a very loose interpretation of the Eros and Psyche myth.

3) I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire (M) - @knitbelove : AO3 // Tumblr

September 1940: Going back to Watford feels different this year, and not just because England is at the brink of war with Germany and Italy. Penelope seems unsettled by everything, and Agatha is distant, and Baz is … simply not here.

What if Carry On but during the Blitz?? Yeah.

4) A Fool's Oath (M) - @thewriterxj : AO3 // Tumblr

A simple soldier is invited to join the ranks of the royal guard. He and his appointed mage arrive at the royal city to find themselves at the mercy of an unmerciful court. As he struggles to find his place in this foreign environment, he also finds himself entranced by music that only he seems to hear that floats out about the city. He makes an oath to wed whoever makes such beautiful music.

Too bad that person is the crown prince.

FRIDAY

1) Stranger Tides (T) - @tea-brigade & @xivz : AO3 // Tumblr

“If some god shall wreck me in the wine-dark deep, even so I will endure…” Captain Simon Snow of the Chosen One is many things—cunning, handsome, ruthless. Greedy. It’s no surprise that Snow finds a way to piss off the God of the Sea, he always manages to get himself into some type of trouble. This time, however, he’s not the only one who will suffer the consequences. Poseidon promises to not stop his pursuit until Snow and all of his men are dead.

Enter Basilton Pitch—rich, beautiful, mysterious. Suspicious. He offers the crew of the Chosen One a hefty sum to take him back to Europe from the Caribbean. And who is Captain Snow to refuse so much coin? After all, Greek gods aren’t real.

Right?

2) The wayward heir [comic] (M) - @letraspal : AO3 // Tumblr

Like a folk song, our love will be passed on. Simon Snow wants to be an artist. He used to live in Fiesole where he worked in the wool shop of his good friend Ebeneza Petty. He has now chosen to return to his native Florence in order to participate in an art contest hosted by the Pitch family, the most important bankers in all the three continents and Simon’s last chance for an art patronage. No matter how much he hates them.

But being back in Florence also brings back the memories Simon wanted to leave behind : his days as an orphan, the mystery about his mother, and once more being under the inquisitive eyes of his godfather, the new archbishop Davy. The archbishop is very same man who would never forgive him for dropping out the priesthood and ruining his secret plans against the Pitches.

The last thing Simon needed was an unbearably handsome jerk getting him into trouble on his very first day in Florence. How can focus when this man is the most annoying person he has ever met and yet his major source of inspiration.

3) Prohibition Blues (T) - @heyyyandrea : AO3

Simon Snow is a baker and aspiring playwright in Prohibition Era New York City. When he meets a handsome man at Shepherd's speakeasy who is interested in his work, he can't help but think it feels too good to be true.

4) Earth Below & Sky Above (M) - @phoxphyre : AO3 // Tumblr

In the depth of the palace of King Minos of Crete lurks a creature known as the Minotaur.

Baz, prince of Athens and chosen of the god Poseidon, has heard the stories. And now he’s volunteered to come to Crete as one of the annual tributes—to dance with the king’s bulls and fulfill his destiny. He just wants to survive the bulls, protect his people, and go home.

But what if the Minotaur isn’t a monster—but just a boy? And what if instead of slaying him, Baz fell in love with him?

A Carry On retelling of the myth of Theseus and the Minotaur, set in Bronze Age Crete.

5) A 1980s AU Art piece by @stardustasincocaine : Tumblr // Instagram (Slightly NSFW)

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sumeshi-t · 5 years ago

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past or present— a haikyuu smau

[oikawa x y/n x atsumu]

a/n: hi !! here we have sum words in between pictures 😔🤘🏻

part 10 > part 11 > part 12A | nav.

you place your phone down on the bedside table, sighing as you watched streaks of sunlight enter through the partially opened blinds.

to be honest, you didn't know what got into your head that made you say those words to atsumu. were you always this impulsive? no, not really. you preferred thinking things through.

perhaps deep inside, you just wanted to find out for yourself what it is that you really feel for the blonde miya, and what he genuinely felt for you too.

it wasn't that you wanted to settle down, or be in a committed relationship anytime soon. it's just that you felt like something was missing in your life even after treating your profession as your spouse. maybe you're just not used to all the flirting anymore. or maybe you were getting old, preferring a more direct approach to trivial matters like this.

trivial... matters? is this really something a person could call trivial?

the early morning thinking made your stomach grumble, prompting you to get off the bed to have breakfast.

'i'll save my appetite for later,' you thought before randomly pulling a bag of bread, then absentmindedly began eating its contents. as soon as you recognize the fluffy texture and creamy taste, a brunette setter flashed through the recesses of your mind.

you look down, noticing that indeed, you were eating milkbread. you faintly remembered how he–oikawa tooru–had once given you a whole month's supply of the food to help in increasing your height. his reasoning was ridiculous, but nonetheless, your dork of an ex was someone you really couldn't resist. 'is that why i was so helpless when we... when he broke up with me?'

just in time, your phone rang, snapping you back into attention. it was atsumu.

"hello?"

"y/n... you weren't kidding when you said you were gonna go here, right?"

that was the first time you heard a hint of hesitation in the usually cool, sure-of-himself, atsumu. the thought made you chuckle. "mhhm, i'll be there a little bit before lunch. what food do you want?"

you hear osamu's voice from a distance saying, "leave that to me,"

"well, you heard him. if you're worried he's gonna stick around later, i'll kick him out."

this makes you gasp, feeling a bit embarrassed of yourself for forgetting to consider his twin, "oh! is he gonna be there later? i... i thought he was gonna go work or... something..." you hiss at the end, slowly regretting your decision.

"yep, he has work don't worry." there was a brief pause and then, as he speaks, you could see it in your head that atsumu was smirking through the receiver; the smirk that seemed to have been embroidered on his handsome face since birth.

"you seem pretty dead set on getting me alone, y/n. why?"

you blush, cheeks heating up with all the blood that suddenly rushed underneath your skin. "b-because! i-it's... it's kind of like a date, right? why, are you two like a package since you're twins?" you berated yourself for stuttering (he was going to tease you for that later, that's for sure). at the same time, you heard something like a pot lid dropping to the floor.

"is... everything okay back there?"

"yeah, samu's fine,"

"...i'm on speaker, aren't i,"

"yep." atsumu pops the last syllable, then proceeds to not put you on speaker anymore. he took an intake of breath, you assumed he was stretching as he asked, "any movies you'd like to watch?"

you sighed, trying to tone down the feeling of embarrassment from the joke you made about the twins, hoping osamu would put it behind him. instead of dwelling on that, you answer atsumu's query, "just nothing too obnoxious, horror is fine, please no porn, cute animated ones are also good, i'm not really that picky with movies." you listed your terms as you get a glass of juice.

atsumu chuckles, snarky comeback ready, "but you do seem picky with the people you date,"

"that, i won't deny."

"and it's a valuable trait to have, right? besides, i think we're both making a good pick here."

you hum for an answer, before taking a quick sip, 'damn it, he's too good at this,' you thought, biting your lip at having been unable to come up with a retort.

atsumu notices that you haven't said anything so, with a soft smile that you couldn't see, he says, "well, i'm not gonna hold you up for long. see you later, y/n."

"osamu just chatted to ask if the food was okay. he's so sweet. i said the food was great. sooo, think you can bring those to training some time?" you say, before shooting a potato chip into your mouth.

you only brought some snacks–basically, junk–for when you two watched movies.

atsumu raises his brow, leaning back comfortably on his side of the sofa. you peep at him when he doesn't respond, then teasingly grins. "atsu, don't tell me: are you jealous i called your brother sweet?"

his ears became a little pink and he aggressively picks the remote up, "why would i be?" he murmurs under his breath. his reaction made you chuckle, before reaching out for his phone. "Ciri, pick a number between one and 20,"

"nice choice, perfectly fitting." atsumu remarks, after putting "50 first dates" on to play.

"right? because this is like our first–no, second–date. unless of course, you forgot about that already."

"i don't have short term memory loss, atsumu."

"no, keep calling me atsu. you're the only one who calls me that." he winks, before digging his hand into the bag of chips atop your lap.

the rest of the movie marathon afternoon was spent by laughing over the same jokes together, you getting emotional at any scene that made you feel emotional, with atsumu making sure to give you tissues and a bowl of ice cream to calm you down.

first, the two of you began the marathon sitting on either end of the sofa, and gradually, things began to get a little chaotic when the both of you became comfortable with each other; such as your feet on atsumu's lap, turning into atsumu sprawled on the floor with his arm on your leg, while you were on the couch, lying on your belly.

to be honest, atsumu spent more time watching you than focusing on the movies on the screen. he could watch them anytime he wanted to, but to observe you up close, and just being around you, your presence just for himself–atsumu felt that it was a once in a lifetime thing, and knew he shouldn't take this moment for granted.

there were more times he's caught himself smiling at you, whether it was when you got scared from a jumpscare (wherein you then laughed at him for flinching, and he ends up defending himself that it was your screaming that shocked him); or when you couldn't control the outburst if your loud laugh and snorting.

'i wish time would stop.' atsumu thinks. 'from here on out, what will become of us?'

sure he seems confident on the outside, but the truth is, this pro athlete is not much of a pro when it comes to dating. he's never really been interested in the prospect of romance, probably because he was surrounded by those who squeal in joy at the sight of him, and getting one would have probably come in easy for him. he even remembers calling his female fans as pigs (even though they were kinda cute–but they were ruining his game! well fuck, that doesn't matter now)

but you? oh y/n, he never said he didn't like a challenge.

now... should he be more direct than he already was? he was sure that he wanted you for himself, but... 'does y/n even want me that way? does she want... anything like that with me?'

it was suddenly quiet, as he immersed himself into his thoughts, losing track of which movie it was you were watching. atsumu took a quick glance at you, only to see that you were fast asleep, head on the edge of the seat. somehow you two ended up switching places, you on the floor and him on the couch.

all his previous thoughts were gone, your peaceful face giving him... peace.

his gentle fingers nimbly brushed a few strands of your hair out of your face. he inches his face closer, his lips just a few inches from your forehead, before you stirred in your sleep.

atsumu gave you one last look before pulling himself away. he smiles to himself, eyes intent on you.

then, he finally notices your horrible position on the floor, which was sure to give you either a back ache or a stiff neck if he was just going to let you be. atsumu sighs, shaking his head.

an idea pops into the blonde setter's mind, causing him to smirk. quickly, he reaches for his phone that was on the couch, swiped open the camera, before looking for a cute angle of yours and grinned at successfully taking a photo of you sleeping soundly without waking you up.

satisfied with his little victory, atsumu finally bends down, carefully wraps his strong arms around your form, and carries you to his shared bedroom. atsumu lays you down on his messy bed (because, he wasn't being possessive, it's just that there was no way he was going to let you end up on his twin's bed).

he took his brother's neat bed, and just let you sleep, toss and turn, while he would toss a ball while lying down. when he grew tired of doing so, and you had your back turned to him, atsumu just pulled his phone out once more and checked the photo he took.

atsumu gently smiles, "i'm so stupid... there's no need for us to rush, am i right y/n?" he murmurs softly, knowing you wouldn't be able to hear him anyway.

for now, he was just going to take his sweet time.

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#haikyuu #haikyuu smau #oikawa tooru x reader x atsumu miya #oikawa tooru #atsumu miya #miya atsumu #kuroo tetsurou #kenma kozume #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji

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sarah-writes-stories · 5 years ago

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Chapter 8: Will You?

A Post-Canon Inuyasha Romance/Adventure Epic

Find it on: Fanfiction.net / AO3 / Wattpad

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Prologue • Chapter 1 • Chapter 2 • Chapter 3 • Chapter 4 • Chapter 5 • Chapter 6 • Chapter 7 • Chapter 8 • Chapter 9 • Chapter 10 • Chapter 11 • Chapter 12 • Chapter 13

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Inuyasha's lips moved over Kagome's with an urgency that couldn't be mistaken.

Her mouth opened to him on a needy whine. He growled his approval as his tongue plunged into her mouth, seeking out all the secret recesses within.

'Oh, Kami!' Kagome couldn't think. His hands were everywhere all at once: stroking up her back, along her nape, into her hair, then back down to skim across her waist, pressing her closer once again.

She shivered under his hungry touches, returning them in kind. Her hands travelled up over the firm muscles of his chest, across his broad shoulders, then back and up to fist in his mass of silver-white hair.

Kagome finally tore her lips away when air became a necessity, only to trail a line of hot, wet kisses from Inuyasha's jaw down to his neck. She found the spot where his pulse beat rapidly just beneath the surface. He was always so strong, so powerful. For her to be able to touch him in such a vulnerable place was thrilling. Her tongue snaked out to taste the sensitive skin.

"Kagome…" Inuyasha growled her name in response to the feel of her tongue on his neck. He buried his nose in her hair, drowning in her scent. He could feel himself losing control. He'd wanted her so badly for so long, and now suddenly she was his. His manhood began to throb.

Kagome instinctively ground herself against the stiffness she felt pressing against her stomach. The gravelly way he'd said her name, sent a wave of heat coursing through her body to pool directly at the juncture of her thighs.

The scent of her arousal hit him like a backhand to his senses. He groaned and before he could think better of it, his hands were sliding down her back, each one grabbing its own handful of pert, round ass.

Kagome shuddered and whimpered at the touch, unable to reconcile that it was, in fact, Inuyasha who was kissing her so fiercely. Inuyasha who was cupping her backside so gently, pulling her in to grind against him some more. At night, back home in her room, she'd often dream of him touching her like this, but now…? Now it was really happening.

"Inuyasha," she whispered his name breathlessly. She reached up and cupped his face, pulling him back to look at her. She needed to see him, needed to prove to herself that yes, this was really real.

Inuyasha brought his hands up to place over each of hers on his face. He looked into her chocolate brown eyes then and saw reflected back the same love and lust he was sure his own eyes betrayed.

And the longer he looked, the more he could feel all his fears and worries evaporating: the fear of losing her… his doubts about whether she actually wanted him in the same way he so desperately wanted her… Even his insecurities about whether or not he was even good enough for her when he was just a filthy hanyou… All of it evaporated under the searing truth that shone in her eyes.

This. This was where they both belonged.

He reached one of his hands out and gently stroked her cheek with the pad of his thumb, bringing his lips down slowly for a soft kiss. She was his. His Kagome.

"I– I love you, Kagome. I think… I think maybe I always have." He rested his forehead against hers, a rueful smile playing across his lips.

"You…?" Her eyes widened. To feel his passion for her had been one thing, but to actually hear him say those words…? Her eyes filled with happy tears and a beatific smile spread across her face.

"Inuyasha, I have loved you so much and for so long that there were times I thought I might die from the ache of it."

His gut clenched at her raw confession. "Don't– Don't ever leave me again, Kagome. I don't think I'd survive it if you did. Please? Will you–? Will you stay with me? Will you… I mean, would you consider… maybe… becoming my mate? My– My wife?"

Kagome inhaled sharply before she began laughing and sobbing at the same time. Her eyes swam with tears that gathered faster than they could even fall.

She jumped up, throwing her arms around his neck before squealing with joy.

Inuyasha slicked his ears back against his skull at the noise but smiled a broad and genuine smile against her shoulder as he hugged her tightly.

"So… Uh… I'm gonna take that as a yes?"

"YES! YES! YES! YES!" She was positively giddy.

He laughed then, too. Her joy was infectious. He swung her up in the air, spinning her in a circle, making her squeal even more, before slowly lowering her back down to wrap his arms around her and pull her tightly to him once more. Her nose pressed against the juncture of his neck and shoulder, his nestled deeply in her hair.

They held each other like that for a while, neither wanting the moment to end.

It was Inuyasha who finally spoke first. "So, I should probably be getting ya back to Kaede-baba's place. She's gonna start worrying if we don't show up there soon."

Kagome pouted a bit at his words. "Yeah," she sighed. "But…"

"But?" Inuyasha asked in a tone slightly squeakier than he'd intended.

"Well, I know I have to go back tonight. It would be rude of me not to… But, I mean, since we're…" She sighed, "…going to be married, I mean, would it be okay with you if… maybe… I stay here tomorrow night?"

She averted her gaze, looking downright sheepish, as a deep blush flooded her face. Inuyasha could only stare at her, mouth gaping open like a fish on a hook.

"You mean…?" He didn't want to say what he thought she meant out loud in case his mind was jumping to conclusions… And at that moment his mind was definitely jumping to some very provocative conclusions.

"Well, I mean, where I come from women live with their boyfriends and intended husbands long before they actually get married. It happens all the time. It's normal, and frankly, I've been away from you for long enough. I could give exactly zero fucks about what anyone else might have to say about it."

"Oh, I'm guessing there'll be plenty of village gossips that'll have something to say about that all right. The legendary Shikon Miko living out of wedlock with a hanyou? Heck, us getting married was gonna be shocking enough as it is!"

"Inuyasha, zero fucks, remember?"

"Kami, I love it when you talk dirty." He gave her a quick but heated kiss.

"I don't know if I'll ever get used to that. You kissing me, wanting to be with me, thinking it's sexy when I swear?! It's too much. I think I might just burst right open and die here on the spot!" She covered her face with her hands, shaking her head.

He chucked at her girlish silliness, pulling her in for a hug. Some things would never change and he was more than glad for it.

"Well, whatcha think it's like for me?" He sobered a bit before continuing. "The second I'd finally been able to kiss you, to touch you… The second I was ready to tell you just how much I loved you... you were gone. And I was here all alone with just the memory of you." He shook his head sadly at the thought of it. "Having you really be here. To hold you like this after only having dreams and memories to hold onto for years? How'd you describe it? 'Burst open and die?' Yeah, that about sums it up." He smirked at her then.

She smirked back and swatted him on the arm for throwing her words back at her, but the sadness in his voice had not been lost on her.

"Those three years apart… They were awful for you too, huh?" She asked.

"More than awful. Never leave me again, Kagome. Promise me. Swear to me that you'll never leave me alone again. Not for as long as we live."

She looked him deep in the eyes. She wanted this so badly that she could feel the truth of it right down to her soul. "I swear it, Inuyasha. There's nothing I wish for more in this world than for us to spend the rest of our lives together."

The moment those words escaped her lips was the moment a rolling wave of pink energy flowed out of her, over her skin, encircling her entire body from head to toe. Inuyasha was forced to release her from his embrace, the power pushing him back.

"Inuyasha?" Her voice was edged in fear. Inuyasha could only stare as Kagome was enveloped in a hazy blanket of pink light.

She could feel the power flowing up and over her body, tingling across every one of her nerve endings. Then the tingling became more like a burning, until the power felt like it was searing into every cell in her body.

"Inuyasha!" She screamed in pain.

"Kagome!" Inuyasha tried to again to reach through the barrier surrounding her, but his hand began to sizzle the second he got too close.

He couldn't touch her, he realized in horror as he watched, not knowing what was happening to the woman he loved.

It felt like her cries of pain went on forever but there was nothing he could do about it. "I'm here, Kagome. I'm right here." He tried to reassure her.

"Inuyasha…" she groaned in painful exhaustion as the power finally began receded back into her body. The second it fully dissipated, Kagome's eyes rolled back into her head, and all Inuyasha could do was catch her before she crashed to the floor, unconscious.

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A/N: I do not own Inuyasha, or any of the characters created by Rumiko Takahashi. (I only own this original story.)

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okadaizoirl · 6 years ago

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Broly is an abuse survivor and "gifted child" survivor icon and here's why.

Hey hi hate to DBZpost on main but I wanna talk about the Broly movie. Can I talk about that? I'll tag this as spoilers since I can't put a Readmore on mobile or at least... Don't know how to.

Okay, so let me preface this accordingly: Everything I know about Dragon Ball is from my fiancé. Everything I know, he taught me. He showed me the original Broly the Legendary Super Saiyan movie, and... Damn did it leave a bad taste in both of our mouths. But I'm not talking about inferior walking 18 Wheeler Broly.

I'm talking about the one with character development. 2019 Broly. Who I adore.

Firstly, on an aesthetic level? His new design is far more interesting and piques one's curiosity more. And I'm going off of base forms because transformed... Oh it's a can of worms, squiggly dirty earthworms. So base forms only.

On the left is the original, which I personally find... Generic. Okay, he's decked out in gold and glimmer and has a concerning upper body situation going on. Next.

But the one on the right? My first thoughts were, "What's that cloth around his waist? It looks like a pelt, were there huge beasts on the planet he and Paragus were on? What's that collar on his neck? What's the story on those scars?" Instantly more stimulating.

But that's not even what sold my happy ass on 2019 Broly.

Now we get into spoilers, and I apologize for such, but they're critical to my point. When Paragus found him on Vampa, he took to being unshakingly authoritarian to train Broly to keep his already astronomical power level in check. When Broly found a friend in the monster he called Bai, Paragus shot its ear off and made it hate Broly-- His only friend now hated him, which is arguably worse than just killing Bai since once its mind is made up due to its primal nature, it won't change it for any reason. What's more? Paragus did this because he believed having a friend was interfering with Broly's training, like how parents of "gifted children" believe hobbies like playing video games is just distracting them from studying. But Broly still hung onto that ear because... That was his only reminder of having friends! I can't speak for every survivor, but I also have objects or memories that remind me of happy times in my past despite the shadow of abuse that looms over the majority of it.

But Paragus isn't just a psychological abuser. The collar around Broly's neck is a shock collar, one that sends almost lethal amounts of electricity through his body-- And Paragus holds the controller for it, and uses it whenever Broly "acts out". It's not brief either. Paragus is seen holding the button down. It's also been used so many times that when he shows Frieza the remote, not even using it, Broly immediately panics and starts frantically pulling at his collar. And what do we call that?

That's right! A trigger! His trigger is a... Trigger. That was in poor taste, I admit it.

Cheelai and Lemo instantly see Broly's situation, and when Paragus openly shocks Broly in the cafeteria, Cheelai is quick to not only confront Paragus, but take away his source of power over Broly-- The remote-- And smashes it when Paragus is out of sight. Because Cheelai is FUCKING GREAT. She and Lemo even stick up for Broly beforehand when Paragus silences him! Their bond grows even more as they ensure Broly is well fed, let him drink water (which was the first time he had ever done so!! PARAGUS WHY DID YOU LEAVE YOUR SON DEHYDRATED), and most of all, let him speak about the trauma he endured! The support an abuse survivor needs is perfectly illustrated in Cheelai and Lemo, who even live with Broly back on Vampa to ensure his safety. They're even firm on guarding him from Goku, despite the guy just coming by to give them a home capsule, because they're dead set on Broly not being taken advantage of again!

Broly's attitude towards Paragus is also a detail I appreciate. When Cheelai and Lemo bring up the fact that Paragus is abusive to Broly, he still retains a sense of obligation to love his father due most likely to common emotional abuse tactics. And with Paragus? It would be multiplied. "I chose to live on this horrible, inhospitable planet with you and leave our home behind, and I raised you in this hellhole, because I am your father and you will behave!" That's what I imagine it sounding like. Not a stretch, either, since Paragus shows in a lot of times how just his words have power over Broly. No threats to use the remote, just words. "We're here to eat, not talk." And Broly is immediately quiet. Though you may be asking yourself, why does he still stick up for Paragus while the man in question isn't there to intimidate him? Well... In my experience, repeated emotional abuse is akin to brainwashing. You start to think what you're being told is the absolute truth for how many times you hear it, and how things happening is misinterpreted by either you or your abuser as "proof" of this undeniable truth. Broly is still a victim in the time that he meets Cheelai and Lemo, so he has no time to process the fact that what his father told him isn't the truth.

When Paragus is killed by Frieza (BIGGEST SPOILER, SORRY), Broly's perspective is suddenly flipped on its head. The shock collar broke, but being in the half Oozaru state made it seem like he either didn't know or didn't care. But suddenly not only was the man responsible for that repeated pain and the death of his only friend gone, but so was the one he was convinced was the only person who cared about him. This triggered him to transform further. Why? Because this mimics those abused being separated from their abusers before they themselves realize they're in a pattern. When this happened to me, I was convinced I couldn't live without the person who treated me so badly. I didn't Hulk out like Broly because I am but a mere human with a lopsided pasty form and low power level, but I was under intense emotional distress for a long time. It got... Bad, too, but I don't want to add another warning to the tags when it has enough already. But my point is, this is still an accurate portrayal of a victim of abuse.

Also!! The fact that Frieza sees Broly only as a tool is highly reminiscent of how people see "gifted children"! And the fact that Broly transformed into the Great Ape multiple times, which carries a stigma amongst Saiyans as something only to be used as a last resort? And Broly constantly used it? And was looked down upon as a result, despite not really being able to help it? This is a parallel to a developmental disorder, such as Autism or ADHD! And Frieza sees Broly as a possible tool due to his power level (his natural skill), but more of a liability due to being prone to transforming into the Great Ape (his developmental disorder)... Which sounds... Familiar, doesn't it?

I'm kind of going all over the place here so I'll sum it up in a nice, neat little summary.

TL;DR Broly is the most accurate representation of a survivor of both parental abuse and "gifted child" culture I have ever seen and I am so glad that this is our canon Broly.

Also, the animation was James Baxter levels of smooth and I adored it.

#dbz broly #dbz super broly #dbz broly movie 2019 #dbz broly spoilers #shut up ruko #abuse tw #death tw #gifted children

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