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abiatackerman · 3 days ago

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Mercy of Tiny Ackerman

❗I don't normally support ai arts but this one seemed so relatable with the story so I'm using this❗

Dad Levi Ackerman X Mom reader! Parenting moments! Fluff and comedy! Dad-Son quality time! 1.8k words!

Summary: Levi, trying his best to act as the best dad and husband because in this world you two are the only people he has now!

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The Ackerman house is quiet now, except for the soft crackling of the fireplace and the occasional creak of the wooden floorboards. The warm, amber glow illuminated the small living room, casting flickering shadows against the walls. Outside, the wind whispered through the trees, a distant hum that only added to the stillness within.

Levi is sitting cross-legged on the floor, his back resting against the couch. His tired eyes softens as he watches the tiny figure sitting before him. His one-year-old son was babbling happily to himself, tiny fingers gripping a toy horse as he clumsily tried to make it "walk" across the blanket.

After claiming the Wall Maria and as everything settled down a little in the Paradise Island... You and Levi didn't waste any time and got married. Within a year this tiny little brat came into this world, lighting up both of your worlds. Also the fact that he's a carbon copy of Levi doesn't help much.... You two can't help yourself but spoil him to no end.

"Hey, I'm home!"

The sound of the front door opening and your familiar voice pulls Levi out of his thoughts. He looks up just as you step into the living room, a tired but warm smile on your face. Without hesitation, you make your way over to where your son is seated, his tiny hands reaching out toward you.

"Was my baby a good boy today?" you ask softly, scooping your son into your arms. You press him close, inhaling his sweet, comforting scent as you hug him tightly. "He didn't give Daddy a hard time, did he?"

Levi leans forward, brushing a light kiss against your cheek in greeting. His expression softens, his usual sharp features tinged with a quiet warmth that’s become more frequent since his son’s arrival.

"As always," Levi says, his lips curving into a small, rare smile. "He behaved like a proper brat."

As if understanding his father's words, your son squeals with delight and reaches his tiny hands toward Levi's hair, his wide grin mirroring his dad's subtle affection. Levi lets out a soft chuckle, tilting his head slightly as their son grabs his hair softly.

Levi watches you with an unspoken fondness, his heart swelling with quiet gratitude. He:s been smiling more these days, he realizes. A lot more. And it's all because of the two of you.

"Thanks for coming home early today, Levi. I was extremely busy today, all blame goes to Hange. And hey kid... Give your attention to mommy now... Daddy's tired!"

You say as you nuzzle with your son, taking him away from Levi.

"Tch don't thank me. I just did what I should do." Levi says as he ruffles his son's hair, "Also I've feed the brat dinner already and was waiting for him to fall asleep but... seems like he has far too much energy."

"Because he's an Ackerman."

You untie your bun, letting your hair cascade down as your son eagerly reaches for it. "Here, you can play with my hair instead of Levi's," you say with a soft smile.

Levi sighs and looks at the little boy in your arms, his expression betraying a mix of pride and amusement. There was no denying it—this was his son, an Ackerman through and through.

"You should go take a shower. I'll take care of him," Levi says softly, extending his arms.

"All right," you reply, stifling a yawn as you stand. "Can you put him to sleep then?"

Levi takes the small child into his arms. The boy coos happily, instantly clutching at Levi's shirt. You smile at the sight and playfully wink at Levi, causing his heart to skip a beat but his face, as always, remains unreadable. He knows once the toddler will fall asleep, you will finally be his again.

"Alright..." Levi mutters with a curt nod, rising to his feet.

The moment Levi stands, your son begins tugging at his dark hair with an excited giggle. You can’t help but laugh softly.

"Seems like he's obsessed with your hair," you tease, brushing a strand of your own out of your face.

Levi scoffs, his lips twitching into what might have been the ghost of a smirk. "Tch. I wonder why."

As the little boy yanks on another lock of hair, Levi gently grabs his tiny hand to stop him, kissing his tiny fist. He takes his son to his room and lay him down in his crib, yet the baby seemed distressed. He grabs onto Levi’s finger and refuses to let go.

Levi tries to pull his finger away to no avail. What was up with this brat's grip? It seems like the child's obsession with his hair extended to his fingers too.

"What's wrong, brat?"

Levi tries to pull his finger away from his son's grip, but to no avail. What is up with this brat's strength? It seems like the child's obsession with his hair has extended to his fingers too.

"What's wrong, brat?" Levi muttered, attempting once again to free his finger. The kid doesn't let go. Instead, he begain to whimper and whine, startling Levi. He never thought he'd see the day when he, Humanity's Strongest, would struggle to get a baby to release his hand.

Levi sighs, giving another gentle tug, but the boy only gripped tighter. Then, the crying started. Panic flickers across Levi's face as he tries to shush his son.

"Tch... don't cry, okay? Fine. You win. You want my finger? It's yours. Shhh… Dad's all yours…"

Levi's words come out awkwardly as he sits on the edge of the crib, surrendering to his tiny captor. The child immediately calms down, a satisfied smile on his face. Levi scoffs—this brat already has him wrapped around his tiny finger, literally and figuratively.

The room fell quiet except for the soft babbling of his son and the sound of running water from the bathroom. That's when it hit Levi.....

You were in there..... Naked......

"Damn it.... Get it together, Ackerman," Levi mutters under his breath, shaking his head.

His heart thumps at the thought. You are still his, the one he married, the one he loves. You are the woman who carried his child, the mother of the little boy currently biting down on his finger.

Levi winces as his son's tiny teeth sinks into his skin again, demanding his attention.

"Tch, what do you want, you little brat?" he grunts, but his voice holds no real irritation.

The child tugs at his finger once more, grinning up at him with wide blue eyes that mirrors Levi's own. Levi feels his heart tighten at the sight. How can something so small make him feel so weak?

After another failed attempt to free himself, Levi lets out a heavy sigh, resigning himself to his fate. "You're just as stubborn as your mother, you know that?" he mutters, glaring half-heartedly at the grinning baby.

Suddenly, your voice broke the quiet. "Hey, Levi~ Is our baby asleep yet?"

Levi's head whips around, and his eyes widened slightly as he sees you standing in the doorway, wearing his favorite nightie. You look stunning, your damp hair framing your face perfectly. But before he could form a proper response, you start laughing.

"Levi," you giggled, "what is this?!"

Levi scowls, feeling humiliated as you pointed at the baby still biting his finger.

"It's our damn brat. He won't let go of me, the brat keeps biting my finger."

You walk over, still chuckling. The sound of your laughter catches the baby's attention and he finally releases Levi's finger, reaching for you instead.

Levi lets out a relieved sigh, rubbing his sore finger. But his relief was short-lived as jealousy creeps in. The boy wants you now, completely ignoring Levi.

You scoop up you son and cradle him in your arms, your wet hair brushing against your shoulders.

"What's wrong, baby? Your dad fed you, right? Are you hungry again?" you coo softly, rocking him gently.

Levi watches you, his gaze lingering on the way your wet hair clung to your skin. His heart races, jealousy mixing with an overwhelming sense of desire. You look effortlessly beautiful, holding the child you both created.

"Do you even know what you're doing to me right now?" Levi mutters under his breath, his voice low enough that you didn't catch it.

You smile at him, your voice soft and sweet. "You made me so happy by being a great dad today. I even prepared this surprise…" You say indicating your nightie. "I thought you'd already have him asleep by now, but…" You trail off, glancing at the boy now dozing in your arms. "Maybe he just needed his mother's scent to fall asleep."

Levi scoffs lightly. "Maybe. Or maybe he just decided to show mercy to his old man," he grumbles, though his eyes softens as they flick between you and his son.

You gently pat your son's back until he fully drift off, then carefully place him in the crib. "He's asleep," you whisper with a smile, tucking him in.

Then, you turn to Levi, a playful glint in your eyes. "Now…" you whisper and before Levi could react, you push him backward, leading him away from the crib. "Finally! It's only you and me now…" you murmur, your voice sending a shiver down his spine. Gently, he reaches out, tucking a damp strand of hair behind your ear.

"You're not the only one who needs this," he admits, his voice low.

Without another word, you slip your arms around his waist and lean into him, your head resting against his neck as you smile widely at his words.

"I love you, Levi,"

Levi’s lips quirks into the faintest smile as his hand cups your face.

"I love you too," he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead, then your temple, and finally your lips.

The kiss was slow and deliberate, as if he was trying to convey everything he feels but can't put into words. His lips caresses yours softly, as if this is the first time he's kissing you. When you finally pull back, his forehead rests against yours, and for a moment, the world felt perfectly still.

"Come on," you whisper, taking his hand and lacing your fingers through his. "Let's enjoy the quiet while we can. You have to make a proper use of your suprise before your brat wakes up...."

Chuckling at your words, Levi follows your lead. His hand holding yours tightly as you lead him to the bed. The warmth of his gaze stays on you, a silent promise lingering in the air.....

You are his world, and nothing will ever change that.

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accio-victuuri · 2 days ago

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assorted fake stories ❤️💛💚

the title explains what these are, fake/fanfiction stories between them. it’s been awhile since i made something like this and i’m happy that i can share one now. none of these are real. don’t ask me to explain further or provide details — it is what it is. don’t break your brain trying to setup a timeline of when this or this happened cause a lot of these are already mentioned. also feel free to interpret it however you want. ✨

i may put a bit of commentary on some of these but the rest is pretty much understandable. the way these are written, seems to be by different OPs and somehow like contributions they are sharing.

#001

The behind-the-scenes footage was shown, but there was a video that was not. The two people were surprised when they were stabbed. B went to check the wound, but accidentally walked too fast. He was originally trying to check the wound, but he lost his balance and fell on Z, kissing Z. It was so funny and love. Believe it or not, the two people were red, red! Those who have the video have seen it.

There is also a segment of counting stars on the rooftop that has not been played (to be supplemented by me). There is audio, but no video. The audio is very sweet. They spent the Lantern Festival in 2021 together, and did not miss any important festivals.

B and Z both talked privately about how B had lost his temper in the backstage of SDC and at work. The fans behind the SDC show were really fierce, and he was really angry. He complained more than once that he was speechless. He actually gave tickets to CPZJIE before he met her.

Another time was in TTXs backstage. Help me, this is a true story. A fan shouted to B in the backstage, "Brother, I love you. Be nice to Brother Z." Oh my god, the whole backstage was silent, the atmosphere was so depressing, B's face turned black quickly, the staff quickly took the girl away, everyone was so embarrassed, the people around B said that they were helpless, some fans were too crazy, they really didn't know the occasion, and they always didn't know what was going on.

When we were singing our song in 2019, there were many illegitimate fans and CPF on Z's flight. CPF asked Z to pass on a letter to B. Z received it and the fans went crazy (covering his face). I was not a fan at that time. My friend told me about it. Then CPF blocked the illegitimate fans and shouted "Z, go away" because there were too many people blocking him and it was very dangerous. Later, Z told a stylist, CPF, I thank them (only rational fans).

I don't know if it's for Valentine's Day this year. In previous years, we were together on Valentine's Day and it was more of a ritual. Z is a person with a strong sense of ritual. B learned to be romantic and ritualistic. Last year on February 14, Z flew over to accompany his boyfriend for two days. Last year, B celebrated Z's birthday in advance and sent him a multi-layered cake on his birthday. It was so exaggerated when I saw the scene. It was not the big one from the crew. He sent a little prince cake.

It was B's birthday, and Z flew over to the crew to accompany him. B's assistant picked him up.

* B is Bobo and Z is ZhanZhan. ohhhh. I particularly like this one because of the part that showed how they appreciate the rational fans. That there is a time and space for everything. I don’t fault Bobo for being mad or maybe taken a back when the person shouted something related to ZZ when he was in his place of work. same thing with ZZ. there must be boundaries.

#002

B likes to send flowers, but he is sometimes busy, so he either orders them to be sent by others, or asks the two men around him. The two men ( Yanyan and Lele ) are also straight men, and their faces will turn red if they hold flowers every day, so the task is left to the female GZRY. YanYan is permanent, but female assistants are transient

So when Lele, who was next to B, had his birthday, Z also went after filming and then rushed back to the crew.

Many people say that B is possessive, but I think Z's possessiveness is hidden. He really has big and small accounts ( on weibo ) . I've seen them all. B's account always records his love diary. Z, who is a very ordinary person, also has his account. All of B's girlfriends ( fans ) follow him. Big pepper (XZ) , no matter big or small, he follows them all. He also sees what people are talking about and how they analyze it. When the behind-the-scenes footage was released, people were so excited that he was so scared that he unfollowed them. I was so amused because the next day I saw that those big bloggers were no longer on his follow list. Sometimes they don’t know anything, but most of the time they are inexplicable. I don’t know if they are really inexplicable or just pretending to be inexplicable.

Z can write new TikTok songs for him, and learn different ways to make a heart shape. What kind of lover’s hobby is this? I don’t know if B really likes to tease Z regardless of the occasion. He is so rude. Z calls him a rude, which makes me laugh. If Z is shy when they meet, he will kick B. If he wins too much in games, he will get angry and complain about him to others. When he has teased enough, he will let him win. This is quite straight male style.

Most of the time they are sweet and loving, they won't let us know when they quarrel. When B is in a bad mood, he will show it on his face. If you pay more attention to him when recording TTXS, you will know it. And every time he gets angry, I think it has something to do with Z. Just think I am in love. But he will handle work and private emotions maturely. He will focus on work. At most, they will argue, for example, they will choose some controversial topics, such as sweet or salty rice dumplings? With cheese or without cheese, weird.

They spent the New Year together, with their parents, went to eat seafood together, and then made hot pot at home. How could I know how to make hot pot? Because the hot pot Z bought was called cheese hot pot.

#003

There is also a very funny quarrel, it is said that when two people quarrel, the loser is always B, if he bravely runs away from home, then the farthest distance B can go is at the door of his home, and finally he will wait for Z to open the door. It's true, sometimes the face of the B is too bad, and it can often be solved with just one phone call.

B really listens to Z. He told Z not to get into trouble again, to protect himself, to be good, not to have wild thoughts, and not to wrong himself. So he always buys the best and sweetest things for Z because he is afraid that Z will wrong himself. Now Z is more and more able to protect himself when he goes out. B must be very relieved.

Z is really weird, he likes to watch horror stories, he is also very childish, he likes the fairy tale movies we watched when we were young, like Ponyo and Sosuke, then he pops up to chat with B, I guess they are the only ones who understand each other.

#004

There was so much fake information that fans were so confused that they had no idea what they were talking about. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that you have fun eating melons.

The crew was together. On B's birthday, they received a radio on the rooftop. Z said that he would be B's sun, warm everyone and warm the little stars (it was said that they held hands, but they didn't see it). They only heard singing, which was about holding hands and walking forward one step, two steps, three steps, four steps.

In 2019, they returned to Chongqing and traveled to Japan together (to make up for the regret?). This is a rumor. In 2020, they went home together for the Chinese New Year, but stayed for a long time due to the epidemic. Z loves to cook for B.

I can't help it, love is like this, I will like him wherever he stands, he is a good guy, he is good at saying sweet words, it seems that B takes care of all the housework, he also likes to do housework, he said in an interview, his cooking will also be disliked by Z at home, Z is from Chongqing, he will try to cook light and reduce the spiciness.

We went to DYZY together and walked together. When I attended Chanel, I introduced Mr. Zhou and brought Z with me.

I don’t know about the engagement, I haven’t heard of it, but my sister asked about it, and B said there’s no rush. Eat melons, eat melons, I think they are very ambitious in their careers, marriage and engagement are groundless.

#005

B treasures his green microphone so much that he cannot touch it even in the backstage. It was given to him by Z.

There is a very ugly scarf Z knitted for B.

At TTXS lot of interesting things happened. In the backstage, H and DL were chatting together. They mentioned that ZZ was praised for her great acting and B was so good. He listened silently without saying anything. Then, I don’t know why the words got to him. He said, yes, I watched it. It was very well acted. Help me, why didn’t I watch it? When The Wolf was released, he chased the staff around him and asked them to watch it. He would also check and ask what they saw. One sister was really busy and didn’t chase so fast. It was so funny. She directly asked, did you see the kissing scene? B stopped talking. You little guy, you are still being controlled.

The necklace that I refuse to take off was given to me by Z. Bones are a token of love, let me put the timeline, it's so messy, I'll write whatever I think of now.

When I was crazy, I heard that there were masks (I was just watching the show), that is, after 227, B and Z were together, but they had to separate for work, B was very worried and kept pulling Z by the car, anyway, the two of them were close to each other, there were masks at the time, everyone was passing it around, guessing it was a mask kiss.

B really can coax Z to sleep, weird, right? How do I know? Because he would recite the lines in the car, Call Z, recite the lines in a low noise, and finally hang up and say he fell asleep...Z has been having trouble sleeping, and B tries every way to coax him. But when he was filming, there was a rumor about him XD, he took sleeping pills to sleep. B took every step by himself, and he would keep it to himself when he was wronged. But now he will tell Z everything. If he doesn't tell Z, he will be scolded. Compared to Z, he is the big boss.

#006

(After so many years, everyone who has talked to me knows that my memory is really bad, so if there are any deviations in time and events, please don’t be too serious~~)

I was very happy during the recording in April 21. There was a reason why I was so happy that I jumped on F. I was very unhappy before this, but I laughed this time. If fans waved and said hello to him in a friendly way, he would also smile and say hello back. Actually, there is a reason for being unhappy. You can’t even see him making a phone call backstage. That day, he called someone and said he missed you. He said he missed you with a bit of grievance, and then he was like eating candy during the recording.

The joke about washing machines is that B is the spokesperson, but he didn’t get the product right away. He sent it to his gege first and used it. He was photographed using it and it was hilarious. The same goes for clothes and shoes. He was the recipient, but Z always helped him receive the goods right away. When multiple brands come, you will know that Z has helped B draw countless paintings, and the sideline is similar. You know, if you don’t bet, you will have shares. There are also some ridiculous sidelines that have nothing to do with their current skills. It’s so funny. I heard that there are both in Chongqing and Chengdu. There are peripherals and clothes (already had them a long time ago). B had a celebration party (March 21) and drank very happily (he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk). After drinking, he sang in KTV. The one he sang was a boy, and he was out of tune. Boys love love songs. He likes to hum songs in private, just like he is doing street dance. He has a special song called (Slowly Falling in Love with You) which he recorded for his lover in TTXS on Z’s birthday. It is special. For this reason, he secretly practiced humming songs before recording.

It's so funny. Didn't the fake material say the song "Occupy Shoulders" before? I don't need to say this, right? They just sang the backing vocals. At that time, everyone said what he was doing with the recording studio?

Rules of my World is also for lovers, to coax people, and for his only boy. The cover is also blatant (here the old fans said, I know it all, do you need to tell me?Okay, it's not necessary to make up some non-existent candies, such big ones, why not write them in)

Z always carries snacks with him. B doesn't like them, but he can't live without them. That's why he buys Z any food he sees, and he always talks to him, guessing whether he will like it, and then he becomes silent and plays with his phone, and I don't know who he is talking to. But in the end, it was basically true.

* the song is by Karen Mok called Growing Fond of You or as directly translated something like Slowly Falling in love with you.

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#007

When the Nanjian ended ( CQL fanmeet ) , the two did not separate. They dated together for a night. Many WFs saw it at that time. I heard that some cried and quit being fans and shut up. I think many of them said that WFs would not cry even if they saw them crying. They did not personally cancel that.

A few fans talked about why the two of them were so persistent in visiting the set even though they were busy. It was because B wanted to give Z a sense of security. Of course, B was very attached to Z. In the past, Z did not allow him to meet so frequently, so he would sneak attack from behind and scare Z. No matter how busy he was, he would still find time to meet. Driving for two or three hours was nothing. It was very tiring. He was not tired at all. In order to meet, they tried countless ways, using a stand-in, or hiding in the back of the car. Commonly known as the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain. You don’t understand, after being apart for a long time, the child needs to recharge and replenish energy, whether it’s a power bank or Snickers. I used to preach to him, but I felt bad, but I enjoyed it very much. LOL

He would act like a spoiled child and ask what are you doing here~ Straight guy B just speaks straight to the point

Expression: Because I miss you.

So, B accompanied Z to the first show ( ADLAD ) in Wuhan. Z was very nervous, and B said that he had to be by his side at important moments.

After 227, I felt that Z became more clingy. We just happened to be fans in 2020, and we met too often. It was really like a long time since we last saw each other. It was 2020. During that period, I was really worried about him. I couldn't leave him. Later, when Z returned to work, I would often meet him despite all difficulties. For example, for Street Dance, I rented a small house to accompany him, and often cooked delicious food for him. As for the crew of BAH, in fact, Z also went there for a long time. Baili was busy on both sides, so it was not so frequent.

As for OOL before 227, I don't know how he got so angry and made trouble on the set. But I only know that he often went to that set. I heard that he was always a little depressed and unhappy at work. But he was so cold to everyone, just not as lively as before.

* i love them so much and it’s so cuteee how they visit each other on set 🥹🥹🥹🥹 and to those who don’t know WF means Weifen or solo fans. and OOL filming is mentioned again hahahahahaha! i personally don’t believe that WYB made “trouble” there tho. I take it as him being there, knowing how popular they both are at the time is trouble enough.

#008

Z has secretly posted something about B on his Moments. Unexpected, right?

If they meet to make fun of someone, Z likes to pinch B's face (everyone knows this, right?). Many people see him and die of laughter. Every time he visits the set, he must do one thing, rub his face. Many people around me have become accustomed to it.

In private, Z likes to act like a spoiled child, and BZ spoils his girlfriend like a boyfriend. Meaning, anyone who has watched BBKP knows that Z is still weak when he should be weak, because B is really an extremely chauvinistic man. Z would wear hot pants and sit on B in front of staff. If a woman likes B and is known by the big pepper 🌶️, he would do such a thing. Don't be surprised, he does it more.

It doesn’t matter. There are even more exaggerated ones. If I say it, I will be beaten. I am either the first wife or the third wife. The second room is really not good. I can’t do that, hahaha, but you can do it however you want.

B is not shy or bashful in private, he is carefree and not so refined? I don’t know if this description is accurate, isn’t it the love of a straight man, if you love him you buy him things? So his money is given to Z, and he reports everything, big or small, to him, it’s not an exaggeration at all, really not at all, but Z is not actually a frugal person, hahahaha he likes to buy things, he buys bags, small bags, he likes small bags, he buys Lego, watches, clothes for B, usually couple clothes, B always finds reasons to wear them together, he just wants to show off.

Many women like B but they all get rejected by him in a domineering manner. Z will have it too. It’s not surprising. They eat so many melons. What can’t they do in the circle? But they are really clean. In the turbulent entertainment circle, they stand firm and support each other without being polluted. So many people are optimistic about them. I think it’s their character and love.

Actually, they don’t call each other husband, wife, or baby in public, but they do so in private. B likes to act like a spoiled child and listen to Z, but he is a very mature and stable person. He knows the ways of the world.

#009

He also has to take sides. He can handle relationships very well. He is very comfortable and calm, clear-headed, and never listens to the company's white cloth. When he first became famous, the company asked him to pair up with the company's girls. Yes, definitely not. Some people listen to the company because they can cooperate and win-win. He will never let it violate the bottom line. Z is entrusted to him, so what are you afraid of? He has the right to speak and make decisions in the company, but it is far from enough to protect Z. (I will really cry) So when my brother got into trouble, he worked desperately. (I will talk about the timeline later, write it tomorrow, write it together with other melons, and focus on this aspect.) He worked very hard in 2020. I think he is really anxious. No one can be more anxious than him. But he has done it now, they have become so strong, it was so hard for them in the past years, but B really did protect Z well.

His parents took on a lot, and he was just a walking tool to show off his affection. When they go shopping by themselves, they will say they are shopping with their mother. They bought a dog but they don’t have time to take care of it, so they let their mother take care of it. Their mother walked the dog for them in Beijing and later returned to Chongqing. In fact, it was Z who sent soup to B from afar (he really would send soup). He dotes on B too much (his foot was injured during SDC). He sent it to SDC and to the company. Moreover, the soup he made was very bland. Eating too much salt would cause swelling. If you don’t believe me, go check it yourself. B calls it a sweet complaint. Then they advertised to the public that his mother sent them soup and braised beef in soy sauce. His mother loved them very much and approved of them. Although she disagreed at first, she was finally convinced. She would send them gifts on holidays.

In the past, Z was very busy, so B would go to see his mother on his behalf. At the beginning, I heard that they were more accepting. His mother understood and did not bend over backwards for love. Believe it or not, B strongly opposed it, and B's father especially disagreed. In the end, I heard that they had a falling out, but clever B persuaded his father by persuading his grandmother and mother. In the end, his father also helped Z on GS. He heard that B was the first to come out, that is, after the weak connection, he rashly confessed to give Z a sense of security. But it is also like this. I think they are becoming more and more determined. Parents all hope that their children are healthy and happy. Seeing such madness, I guess they can't object too much. In 2021 years, they specially invited their parents to their home in Beijing to celebrate the New Year together.

-END.

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do #i hope they are healthy and happy together ☺️☺️☺️☺️#Youtube

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gayestsimp · 1 day ago

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DadZawa! (Batdad Aizawa reader)

How it all started.

This will be kinda another series, but ask and request relating to this is completely fine! And some can be apart of the story! No word count, laziness lol

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In this world, eighty percentage of the population had a superpower known as a quirk. Each of these people typically had unique powers, some having the ability to shoot lasers from any part of their bodies, transform into large lizards or a permanent transformation into a being made of rocks. One of those people were (Name). He had a quirk call ‘Erasure’ and as long as he kept his eyes open and on someone, they wouldn’t be able to use their own quirks- well except for mutant type quirks.

When (Name) was four, he met a six year old boy named Bruce Wayne. Both quickly becoming friends and close. Bruce was a kind and friendly person, and he didn’t seem to care about what quirk anyone had, he didn’t even have one. But instead of crying or hating that, he was fine with it- loved it even, always blabbering on how he could be like his mom and dad- neither having quirks- and still do amazing things, such as charities, and work through their company. It made (Name) happy that his best friend wants to do his best to help others even without a quirk.

Though suddenly, two years go by, and Bruce was now eight, and one night, his entire life changes, his parents being shot in front of him in an alleyway- once (Name) was made aware of what happened? Well the young boy bawled his own eyes out. He had met Thomas and Martha Wayne quite a bit in those two years- having his own birthdays with his friends, including Bruce, so the billionaire’s parents alway arrived- and he spent a couple sleepovers in Bruce’s manor- so he grew to see them a second set of parents. His own mother and father took the boy to the Manor, growing concerned for the young male as well, hoping the two best friends can stick together and help one another. They would be greeted by Alfred, all three going inside as (Name) made his way to Bruce’s room, leaving the adults to talk amongst themselves. Then he would finally see Bruce after slowly opening the boy’s door, seeing him weeping, slowly (Name) approached Bruce, looking at the older boy and sitting next to him on his bed, slowly hugging the older boy- causing Bruce to jolt for a second, eyes widening as quickly hugged back- allowing them both to cry at the passing of the Wayne’s Patriarch and Matriarch. (Name) would spend the night with Bruce, both eventually becoming exhausted and falling asleep on the bed.

Over the next couple years, just before Bruce turned fourteen, (Name) would spend a lot more time around the manor, helping his friend out with his grief as best he could, both even training a little- as (Name) planned to enter one of the greatest hero schools. Yuuei, or as as it sounds- U.A. Which was once only in Japan, before the school was transferred to the USA after more quirks started appearing the States than over Japan. The boy only had to wait three years, but he would soon be entering the entrance exam as soon as he could… though he knows the possibility that his quirk and skills may not let him pass the exam- he may have some issues, so he also planned to apply for the General Ed as backup course- he could always use the sports festival to show his talent off and enter the Hero course- if he passes it that is.

And soon enough, Bruce was fourteen and (Name) was twelve- with Bruce planning on leaving and explore the world, to gain as much skill and knowledge as he could, in order to “Protect this city and help it.” As he put it- or how (Name) remembers Bruce saying it- the boy had been practicing with his quirk a lot lately, causing bags to appear under his eyes and a little slower in processing everything with a change to his sleep schedule. But over the next ten years, both boys started to yearn for one another… at first they were confused- they both thought they just missed one another, but than a year passed- and that feeling didn’t disappear, with both eventually concluding that they were in love with one another- or at least crushing on each other. (Name) would often visit and sleep at the manor, helping Alfred and keeping the butler company- as they both awaited for Bruce’s return, and Alfred has even been teaching (Name) all sorts of skill from the butler’s older times in service, such as his combat medic training, hand to hand combat and quite a few other important skills, even cooking. On the third year that Bruce was gone, (Name) became fifteen and took the exam, both of the hero course entrance exam and than the general education exam. Than he had to wait for his letter of acceptance into either course or a complete rejection. It caused the teen some stress to wait, his parents having to comfort him. Than his letter arrived- and after opening it? He was actually happy. He was accepted for the hero course, just scraping up enough points to be accepted, immediately rushing to his parents to show them, and than calling up Alfred and telling him the news as well.

Than he had his first days in the hero course at U.A and it was fine- (Name) was truly more introverted than most, often preferring the quiet- it didn’t help that he was now constantly tired due to his quirk. But he did make a group of friend. Hizashi Yamada, Nemuri Kayama and Oboro Shirakumo. They were all loud and acted dumb at times- well Hizashi and Oboro mostly- but (Name) loved them all. They were friends and his new extended family in a way… though he won’t admit that.

And after his third year, (Name) finally graduated and was now a full blown hero, becoming the pro hero, Eraser Head- becoming an underground hero, to better use his quirk by keeping it more secretive and deploying the various stealth skills and combat skills that Alfred had taught him. And than, a few more years would pass until (Name) was twenty two, and finally Bruce would return when he was twenty four. Both friends reuniting finally, tears were shed, and spilt all over as the two finally reconnected after ten years. Though those tears weren’t many from either male.

Now they both say in the living room, talking as (Name) was drinking coffee, effectively his lifeline now, but there was an odd tension in the air- the cause of it was their unspoken feelings for one another. Soon enough it would be brought up. Both quickly realising the other felt the same, and so- they started dating. And they would continue to say like that for a while, though two years after they started to date, a vigilante would start appearing on the streets of Gotham, in a bat themed costume, with many people starting to call him ‘Batman’ and (Name) would quickly find out who he was- his boyfriend, Bruce , having eventually telling him- revealing his plans to help Gotham as best he could. They both knew that it would be difficult for a quirkless individual to become a hero, and Bruce didn’t want to go through all of that to just be a hero, and he can’t face any issues for using a quirk… but it was still illegal. But (Name) knowing Bruce and the hood he wants to do, and their relationship… he would have to turn a blind eye… the assistance in the dark would also be helpful. So they both just continued on, with (Name) often helping cover up Bruce’s presence in the area and allow the Bat to escape. Than another year passed, (Name) was now twenty five and Bruce was twenty seven. With the older man taking his boyfriend out on a date to a nice restaurant- something that the underground hero wasn’t entirely fond of, preferring a minimalist lifestyle himself, but still went to since Bruce wanted to treat him tonight, and for a good reason, as around half an hour in, Bruce would end up getting into one knee and asking for (Name) to marry him. (Name) said yes. (Name) had also started to take up a teaching role in U.A, alongside his friends to teach the next generation of Heroes, wanting to ensure they had what it would take, if they could handle life or death situations like himself and Bruce. Than (Name) was twenty seven, and his now husband had returned home with a twelve year old boy- his name was Dick Grayson, leaving (Name) to softly sigh and drink his coffee. “My at home problem child, huh?” Was all he asked before introducing himself to the boy. His son. His problem child.

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buckydeservesthebest · 1 day ago

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Yeah, I understand the huge confusion and inconsistency within the script itself. If there are already a lot of plot holes within the plot itself, now in the story of Bucky who no Marvel executive is really fond of… 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

I agree that perhaps more than remembering the faces of all the people he was forced to kill, Bucky most likely remembered the Starks *after* watching the tape and *not* before. It is curious because it is clear that the VHS tape has no recorded sound, we don't hear the car crash nor the WS motorcycle, so that just means that what we are hearing is a flashback that Bucky is having right at that moment. I think this may be associative memory, that is, memories that manifest once an external stimulus related to that event is experienced.

Being honest, the first time I watched CW, before even thinking about whether Bucky actually remembered all the people he was forced to kill or not, I always thought that the line “I remember all of them” came more from guilt over the fact that Bucky knew he was used to hurt a lot of people, and not so much from the fact that he actually remembers all of that as such...

By the way, I find it interesting that the voices of the Starks sound like a recording, maybe it is to give the idea that we are hearing them from the tape, but again, the tape does NOT record sounds, so we can only conclude that we are watching a flashback of Bucky. Does it mean that this is how the WS hears and perceives everything? With an undercurrent of static? It's interesting because Shuri also describes the mind control Bucky was subjected to as a kind of static in the hemispheres of his brain. So this further reinforces the idea that not only did Bucky not exist as the Winter Soldier, but that the WS was all the while in a state of near unconsciousness all the time, or rather the little consciousness a person has while sleeping in REM sleep...

As you rightly say, it is somewhat complicated to say what the Winter Soldier can remember (or is allowed to remember) and what he cannot. Just as he couldn't remember Steve from his first mission in the Fury assassination, nor Natasha, Sam, etc. But he does retain memory of, for example, some skills he learned as the Winter Soldier, such as the Russian language, handling certain weapons, etc.

Well… studying a neuroscience course recently (thanks to Bucky) gave me a little insight into certain interesting things, for example like the fact that according to The Wakanda Files, Shuri says that the Winter Soldier's program is a REM sleep trance, a sort of sleepwalking in which the Winter Soldier experiences REM sleep while awake. That is, once the mind control is in use, the Winter Soldier has the brain activity of a person having REM sleep. And interestingly, this mental state is the most efficient for the brain to store and apprehend information. So if we take into consideration that Bucky would never have cooperated with Hydra to be trained as one of their agents, all the WS training would have to have occurred only when the mind control was already taken over by the WS, i.e., in the REM sleep trance. Meaning that the Winter Soldier learned in an analogous way that people who wear headphones while sleeping learn X information (such as a language), in a state not conscious but unconscious.

Interestingly, the amnesia that Bucky suffers from, anterograde, dissociative (produced by a mental health related cause, and can be triggered by traumatic events, abuse and other serious sources of psychological distress) and neurological (caused by brain damage), does not usually affect procedural memory (information about motor and executive skills), just as a person with global amnesia does not necessarily forget how to ride a bicycle. Or for example in the case of dissociative amnesia of someone who had an accident in an elevator, they forget the accident itself but do not forget to watch out for elevators.

Bucky's situation with the ETC that caused extensive brain damage, and C-PTSD, makes it really complex to be able to say precisely when he can remember something and when he cannot…

So my theory is that I totally share the idea that the Winter Soldier retains no memory other than procedural memory (that of motor and executive skills, which functions more at an unconscious level compared to the other types of memory), and not any episodic memory. That's why I believe that if he couldn't remember Steve from a previous mission, in which there were no intermediate ETC sessions, there would be no way he could remember the other WS.

I wouldn't necessarily say that the Winter Soldier remembers the period between missions as such, but rather that recognizing the whole process of being subjected to ETC is more muscle memory than anything else, and part of the programming that forces him to obey whatever his handler orders him to do.

My theory is that the Winter Soldier only follows the orders of whoever uttered the code words, just as in CW we saw him follow orders only from Karpov and not from any other Hydra agent, or just as Pierce was the only one seen giving him orders. as well as Zemo.

I think there is a reference to this in TFATWS when Zemo told Selbie that he would give her the code to control Bucky and he would do anything she wants (please, let's ignore for a moment the disgusting backstory of what that could have meant... ughh). I think if it was known that the Winter Soldier only serves Hydra, there would have been a mention that no one but a Hydra agent could make use of him.

(Yes, I'm fully aware that Spellman is totally ignorant of Bucky's history, I mean, he himself admitted that he only watched CW and EG to write the TFATWS script. But unfortunately, all the change to the known canon of Bucky, like the fact that WS wasn't active until the 1960s, so that it's now since 1951, now exists, and unfortunately we can't change it...)

Personally I do consider the tie-in books canonical, because they are all written by members of the production itself, and many times they explain certain concepts or ideas that were part of the movies or TV shows, but which we didn't realize (for example, Bucky's restraint chair in CW was constantly electrocuting him to prevent him from using his metal arm… horrible… I know…)

Of course I always take into consideration the opinions of the actors because at the end of the day, they are the ones playing the characters, especially Seb who no doubt holds Bucky in high regard. But there have been a couple of occasions where even his opinion has struck me as inconsistent with Bucky as a character, like recently in some of his interviews for Thunderbolts, he has called Bucky “anti-hero” or “antagonist”, when well… this is not true...

So, my real final theory is that Bucky only remembers (maybe not all, but a considerable amount) the faces of the people he was forced to kill as the Winter Soldier, or maybe some other vague details, but not in a lucid way but rather in the same way you remember a dream (or rather a nightmare), as a fuzzy and confused memory. And well, if we remember that all the Winter Soldier's programming is as REM sleep trance state… then I guess this makes sense…

In fact at one time, Seb also made a comment about Bucky's experience being like waking up from a dream…

Or well, if we don't get technical, and take the line “all of them” to mean not literally 'all of them', but everyone (many or few) that Bucky could vaguely remember at the time, then what Seb said wouldn't be technically incorrect either... 😬

“That line was an interesting moment. At the time, the choice I was making is that [Bucky] had realized there was no way he was getting out of there, and someone was gonna die, whether it was gonna be him, Steve or Tony. When he says that line, to me, it was a turning point — he was, like, ‘Okay, I know what you want me to say, and I’m just gonna say it.’ When someone comes at you over and over again, and they can’t hear you, they can’t see you’re pleading with them, you’re trying to figure out how to get through to them and they just won’t accept it, at some point you just give in, and you go, ‘that’s right, that’s what you want.’ Of course [Bucky] didn’t remember them all.” — Sebastian Stan

#very long post #for me all his vague memories will always be analogous to the memories of a dream #that is much more confusing. blurry and strange #this happens to me often and I can only remember the ones that had the greatest impact on me..#perhaps that is why for Bucky only memories of the WS murders seem to manifest..#because it is what left the greatest impact on his psyche..#our poor boy has suffered too much 😭😭#bucky barnes #bucky meta

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 days ago

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Since the Yus of the Manga are (Maybe) meant to be foils to the OB characters. What do you think the foils of Vil, Idia, and Malleus will be like?

I think there's a variety of ways Vil, Idia, and Malleus could be "mirrored", depending on which traits of theirs you focus on and how you interpret the "opposite" of those traits. This post only covers MY ideas; these are by no means the only ones, nor the definitive ones.

For Vil, I see his Yuu being someone that isn't conventionally attractive (scraggly hair, dark circles, imperfect skin) but has a very pleasant personality if you look beyond their appearance. Agreeable, generous, always willing to lend a hand and listen, etc. Or maybe his Yuu is someone who is similar n Vil's beautiful appearance but is humble about how they look or doesn't really care how others perceive them. This could parallel Vil/the Fairest Queen, who look beautiful but are made rotten and ugly by their envy. I’ve also seen people suggest a hypermasculine Yuu that has traditionally feminine interests or someone who is gender nonconforming in some way.

For Idia, I've seen a lot of joke posts about how his Yuu should be a fujoshi, two Yuus (siblings), or simply "a woman" because that's an otaku's greatest weakness 😭 and while those can be funny, I don't think the parallels to Idia would be on such a surface level. Since Idia's trauma is deeply related to that of his brother's passing, I wonder if his Yuu will be an older sibling (to parallel him) or a younger sibling (to parallel Ortho). Maybe it's someone who has already overcome the grief of losing a family member, or a Yuu that got isekai'd but the carriage while rushing in to protect their sibling from the truck or carriage.

For Malleus, I think it'd be neat if they did something "meta" to sort of tie everything together, since book 7 has had meta themes such as Lilia talking about dragons like Malleus becoming fairy tales, dream hopping, and Malleus himself likening the changes to the real world to the changes in Gao Gao Draco-kun's life cycle. What if his Yuu is a storyteller? Someone familiar with fiction tropes and can read others + situations well? That way we could wrap up the main story with something meta too, like how all the characters' stories have woven together to become one. Alternatively, it might be interesting to parallel Malleus with a Yuu that's a chunnibyou... because he is someone who relies on his magic to make people happy, yet is always alone--yet maybe his Yuu is someone who claims to have powers and broods, but is actually an average person that's a bit silly and attracts people to them.

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst manga #twisted wonderland manga #Vil Schoenheit #Idia Shroud #Malleus Draconia #notes from the writing raven #question #Ortho Shroud #Ignihyde

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carbootsoul · 2 days ago

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The biggest clues to an inspection of the prince myth are colors. Utena is liberal with its color symbolism, and the flat, primary shades in the myth’s shadow-box visuals are a blatant use of them. Also, since Utena’s color symbolism is semi-internal (e.g. while a lot of connotations are external, like yellow for innocence, the most significant applicability of them are things formed by association within the show, like the combination between purple and a particular pair of siblings), the prince myth is our first introduction to these colors and their logic in Utena. Starting with a blank slate, what is the first impression it wants us to have of its shades? Like all mythic symbols, they’re providing a basis for how we will interact with these elements for the rest of our time in this story. Let’s begin our color examination with the opening scene, after a quick aside on the general visual style.

Like a shadowbox, the figures in the prince myth are paper cut-outs moving in front of a flat background, so while there’s significant detail within each layer, the layers don’t interact. Instead, they’re completely flat, casting a simple shadow on the backdrop. In Plato’s allegory of the cave (which we may as well get over with), prisoners are born into a dark cave with a view of one wall, onto which objects are projected by unseen captors. These captors say the names of the objects that pass, and the association between the objects and the names produce the prisoner’s reality. This is false reality, and fake “knowledge,” but to the prisoners nothing else exists. In the shadow box, we seem to see both the objects and their shadows (the cut outs and the real shadow), but the figures themselves and the intervening “real” moments where the false myth breaks to show Utena’s real memory show the second, more important, layer of cast shadows. The shadow box scene itself is enclosed within a silhouetted frame, and complex figures (like people) are pure black. The fact that the same things are happening between the shadow figures and the real memory show that the memory is clearly casting these shadows, but it’s not clear what is truly happening in the moments when the shadow reality takes over. (Looking forward to the rest of the show, like in Plato’s allegory, the real question is not necessarily “what do the shadows refer to,” which can eventually be answered by walking out of the cave, but by “what will the prisoners prefer? The real world, or the shadows?”)

The use of black as a silhouette also establishes right away that black in the show is always in relation to light—as a shadow, yes, but maybe more accurately as the real object whose details are obscured by light. A silhouetted object is the true object, but the fact that it’s in front of a bright light means that our eyes can’t focus in on it. In this case, we might say that the prince (Dios) is a real object, but the brightness of emotion and desire Utena has infused this memory with silhouette his reality. All that's left is the shadow memory. (This comparison may prove helpful in looking at the Black Rose arc, whose duelists are less shadowy than obscured by the brightness of desire).

Also right away, we’re faced with pink roses over a pastel green curtain. These are not Utena’s pink, but a lightened red, and since it’s our first time seeing this color, I don’t have much to say on it. Likewise with the pastel green, although I do want to note that it seems significant that the show opens with a color we associate mostly with Saionji: an indication that, like Nanami, he is more essential to understanding Utena than we might think. If I were to hazard a guess, I would say that green may refer to ignorance—why it’s paired with innocent yellow here and, of course, why it’s given to Saionji, who is stubbornly oblivious to Ohtori’s rules.

“Once upon a time... there was a princess grieving over the deaths of her mother and father.”

The first few lines present a classic basis for any story of preteen sexuality—sorry, I meant any fairy tale. They’re not only a clear indicator that this isn’t real life, but also present us with Utena’s orphan status as her initial trait. This is a psychoanalytic story, despite the near total absence of parental figures, and nothing plays a more vital backstage role than family. The little princess, of course, is wearing yellow (and here, again, is Saionji’s pastel rose green on her collar).

“Before this princess appeared a prince traveling upon a white horse. His appearance gallant, and his smile gentle…”

A white-clothed prince on a white horse, against a white background, emerges to save her. Here is our first true introduction to white, which is inarguably the most important color to the show. All other colors are adulterated with it in Anthy’s roses or contrasted with it in the Student Council uniform. Note that it isn’t the young princess who wears pure white, but the prince: white is not a color you’re born into, but one you aspire toward, perpetually bleaching the fainter and fainter yellow out of your dress. White is an ideal color, not something actually wearable, and the pure white of the prince in the myth only doubles down on the impossibility of the story. (Also, note the red interior of the cape, even in Dios: a strand of Touga’s chauvinism in the princely ideal, or an indication that there is something genuine Touga is trying to emulate?)

“The prince enveloped the princess in the scent of roses, and wiped away her tears. ‘Little one bearing up alone under grief, never lose that strength or nobility, even when you grow up’ [he said].”

As the prince kneels to embrace the princess, the rosebuds in the background burst into bloom. With the death of her parents, the princess’s sense of the world’s meaning was destroyed. The cracks in the version of reality she had—a glimpse the true objects outside of the cave—began to show themselves. Impossible to handle even for adults, the young princess falls into a depression and searches desperately for a way to obscure this truth from herself, which she finds in the prince and his command: “Never lose that strength or nobility, even when you grow up.” William James, discussing the “process of inner incompleteness and reducing inner discord,” refers to this emergence from depression as the new birth, which may be religious or “produced by the irruption into the individual’s life of some new stimulus or passion, such as love, ambition, cupidity, revenge, or patriotic devotion.” The princess’s new birth, prompted by the prince, could be any of those things, and it’s perhaps because of this shift that we’re able to see our first glimpse of the real memory between her and Dios. Whatever it is, it is what saves her from an orphan's depression, and so becomes the grounding force in her life. Nothing she has can exist without faith in this moment: the prince is the thing keeping the entire system together.

The phrase “even when you grow up” feels very significant. I would say it has its fingers in too many pies to discuss here—in a story about adolescence, the idea of those virtues we lose as we age is essential to our founding myth. Is the fact that Utena changed as she grew older the reason she can't achieve the princely ideal? It's haunting, true or not.

"’I give you this to remember this day. We will meet again. This ring will lead you to me, one day.’ Could the ring from the prince have been an engagement ring?”

Then, the symbolic engagement, with the prince’s white gloves sliding a ring onto (real) Utena’s hand. The true memory says “I give you this to remember this day” and then—crucially—the scene switches and it is the shadow who says “this ring will lead you to me, one day.” Dios, this unattainable ideal which Utena bases her life around, has truly left her something to remember him by, something she will never leave behind: her desire. However, it’s only the false shadow memory which tells her that the ring will lead her to him. It’s the eternal hope of every young person that the overwhelming desire you feel, which seems both focused and directionless, is an indication that it will one day be fulfilled. It’s a message from your prince. This stubborn hope that the need for something means that it is meant to be yours, is what keeps all of the Ohtori students we meet spinning on their hamster wheels.

"Because of the strength of her admiration for the prince, the princess made up her mind to become a prince herself! But was that really such a good idea?"

As the princess watches the prince ride away, the red roses of the frame are replaced with white ones, before finally becoming the familiar Utena pink, as the shadow version of her stands proudly on screen in princely dress. The myth is over: the story begins.

The twist at the end of the myth is simple misdirection: rather than a desire to have the prince, Utena desires to become him. This confusion, which seems on the surface like a ridiculous misunderstanding, is instrumental to nearly every conflict on the show. Yes, it’s a gendered confusion, but it’s also a natural lack of knowledge about what exactly will fulfill the desire for the princely ideal. We see it most overtly in Utena, but every student council member expresses it in their own way: do you want Anthy (to be the prince), or do you want to have her position (to be the princess), or do you want to somehow merge with her into one through an exchange diary (to be and have at the same time)? When one method fails, maybe the other will work, the student council thinks. Sadly for them, the shadow girl’s rhetorical question applies to all: you cannot just make your mind up to be a prince. He and the princess are only shadows. The more you grasp at them, the flatter they will show themselves to be.

#rgu #revolutionary girl utena #revolutionary girl utena analysis #utenanthy #utena tenjou #anthy himemiya #anyway... lmk ur thoughts on this

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carmensandiegone · 14 hours ago

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Alright, here’s your evaluation!

The intent of this comic, as was seemingly clear to almost everyone else who’s reblogged this, was “Fandom is largely dominated by white folks who have ingrained biases and tend to gravitate towards white characters who are either barely relevant to the story or have the almost same arc as the WOC main, and give them disproportionately more attention than literally any other non white character in the show.” The second panel depicts the white character as the only thing anyone in the fandom talks about with any depth or seriousness, the only post about the woman the show is about being sexualized and whitewashed, and one of the trending tags being #FuckWoman which indicated that she’s probably demonized within this fandom as well.

This is something I and multiple rebloggers have seen happen on multiple occasions. After a point, it starts forming a pattern and revealing biases.

2. a) I suggest you refrain from commenting on thing you don’t have the full perspective for. Yes, it is the internet and you are allowed to do whatever you want, but at the end of the day it might prevent you from seeming insensitive or plain foolish to others.

b) The post is not criticizing you individually for liking white characters more than non-white ones, it is criticizing a wider phenomenon.

c) I agree on this point, people love side characters. However, pretending that the white side characters aren’t more heavily favoured in a lot of fandoms over their non-white counterparts (and not just the main characters, non-white side characters as well) is remiss. Also fandoms like to pretend that white side characters have more internal depth and better writing than their non-white counterparts in canon , which is just silly.

3. Good for you.

4. I’m glad you understand why people get defensive about white characters being more popular than the characters of colour, but the truth is that it is that way because we are used to characters of colour being shunted aside/demonized/ignored/used as props for the white characters’ development over and over, and seeing this happen repeatedly can set off alarm bells in one’s mind. I’m truly glad that you haven’t experienced this yourself, but racism is racism, and ingrained biases shine through in even silly unserious spaces like fandom. Many people say that it’s supposed to be a safe fun place but dismissing people’s concerns and calling it policing when they’re pointing out fandom biases is… well, it doesn’t make it a safe space for us. I love making content for my faves too, but fandom hates quite a lot of them for things that their white faves have done as well and I think that I, as well as OP, have the right to call this out.

5. Just because you are neither white nor USAmerican, doesn’t make you incapable of having ingrained biases. I can pull that card too, I’m a brown third-worlder minority whatever, but I’ve also had to work through my own biases and understand that if I’m getting defensive over someone calling out a phenomenon that does very much happen due to racism, that’s MY problem, something I need to work on on my own.

I disagree that it’s not that deep. It is simply yet another manifestation of ingrained biases set in place by structural and societal issues. It is harmful, because not only is it hurtful to see people who look like you get repeatedly demonized, not valued unless in relation to a white person and ignored, it is indicative of something deeper that the majority of folks refuse to work on.

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eternalbuckley · 3 days ago

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Dance with Tensions. — mattheo riddle

SUMMARY: Mr Riddle asks you to dance even though you two don't get along, only to end up in a heated conversation afterwards.

word count: 2,308

genre: angst | fem!reader, queer!reader, bipoc!reader and plus-size!reader friendly

warnings/tropes: lots of tension, an argument, a part of my lady!reader au, it‘s probably not time accurate but who cares!, english is not my first language, briefly proofread — if I forgot something, please let me know!

a/n: i am very much excited to finally share this with you all, enjoy reading my loves 💓 also BIG BIG thank you to @leona-hawthorne and @riddleswhcre for pre-reading one of the parts of the fanfic, you truly helped me out <33

reblogs, feedback and comments are highly appreciated and welcomed! ♡

disclaimer: please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work or post this anywhere without my consent. i don’t give you my permission to use my writing for any ai related things, don’t do it. do not translate my work and post it anywhere — i give you no permission to do that. i only post my stories here, so if you find my work anywhere else please let me know!

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The highly anticipated first ball of the season was set to take place this evening. You were full of excitement as you walked into the hall with your older brother hooked on one arm and your parents behind you. Many eyes followed each of your movements. Some of them were filled with admiration and some with envy. You let your gaze wander through the hall and noticed a few men whispering to each other as they sipped on their glasses of champagne and watched you and many of the other people who had already arrived that night. The lookout for possible marriage partners was already happening even if the social season only started a few days ago.

You weren’t quite eager to find someone suitable that night, but you wanted to have a good time with your best friend Miss Pansy Parkinson. She was one of your closest friends ever since you were young children.

The night had been long – you spent your time with Pansy and laughed with her about different jokes. Some words were exchanged with Lords, other Ladies and others that attended the ball as well. Most of them complimented you on your choice of gown but no conversation went deeper. You’ve danced twice with two men, but it was clear that they weren’t interested in you as a person. The conversations revolved solely on how fortunate it must be to be the daughter of a duke and duchess. Talking and dancing with them was exhausting; they stole your energy.

But there was one handsome but infuriating gentleman who seemed to have his eyes on you all night – Mr Mattheo Riddle, the second eldest son of Viscount Riddle. A gentleman you had met before and were not very fond of. You only knew each other because your mothers were friends but you two couldn’t get along.

In your eyes, he was just an arrogant man who clearly didn’t care about being kind to you or any other human being unless he wanted something. And in his eyes, you were an uptight woman who couldn’t care to have fun in her life – which wasn’t the truth.

Your opinions about each other were filled with prejudices and nothing else. Your friend, Pansy, enjoyed teasing you about it and was almost sure that you and Mr Riddle clearly shared a sort of affection for one another. You, of course, didn’t want to admit it or you weren’t able to realise it yet.

Mr Riddle had watched you all night without daring to step forward and take a chance to speak with you. Until you were eventually freed from your current dance partner and could take a breath.

“Ohhh,” Pansy whispered with a devilish grin and slightly covered her mouth with her gloved hand, “Mr Riddle is making his way towards us.”

“Lady Y/N?” Mr Riddle walked up to you with a mischievous and confident smile and kept his brown eyes on you. You turned your head in his direction to meet his eye and shared a tight, polite smile with the man in front of you, “Yes?”

“May I have this next dance?” He extended his hand to you. You quickly turned your head to Pansy who slightly nodded and smiled friendly at Mr Riddle. You inhaled and cleared your throat. “You may, Mr Riddle,” you placed your hand in his extended one and let him lead you to the dance floor. You didn’t want to cause a scene in front of everyone else – so you only had the chance to agree to the dance.

As you walked to the dance floor, you turned your head back to Pansy and wished your look could kill her in that moment. She briefly wiggled her eyebrows and smirked at you. You rolled your eyes at her and turned back to focus on the upcoming dance with Mr Riddle.

As the musicians began playing the next song, some of the ladies and gentlemen started to watch you closely. The song was slow yet moving. Every lady curtsied, and every gentleman bowed in front of their dance partner, most of them shared fond smiles, while you and Mr Riddle exchanged only tight smiles and stared intensely at each other. Your body was quite tense as you stepped closer to him. The warmth of his palm brushed against yours, sending a subtle shiver through your hand, while you both moved in two circles – your palms continued to touch each other. You both kept your eyes locked on each other in intense stares and tried to stay calm, but those who knew you couldn’t help but notice the tension between you. It was impossible to ignore.

After you made two turns, you repeated the same dance move, this time in the opposite direction. “Is everything okay with you, my Lady?” Mr Riddle asked you quietly, though he didn’t expect an honest answer from you.

“What would you expect, Mr Riddle?” you replied calmly, “I’m having the time of my life.” You didn’t truly mean it, but dancing with him was far more enjoyable than with any other Lord you had danced with that night.

Once the two turns were completed, both of you took a step back but your eyes remained on each other. After a brief pause, you slowly approached one another, your palms hovering just inches apart as the air between you was thick with tension. As you closed the distance, your wrists were slightly wrapped around each other. The slight contact sent a light spark of warmth through your bodies. You stepped away from each other and repeated the same moves – your gazes continued to burn into each other, although they seemed to get a little softer. You placed your hands in his as he held them out to you. You then raised your arm and moved it over his head while keeping your hands together. Thereafter, you turned slightly in his arms and repeated the same dance move, only that he made a small turn instead of you this time. As you repeated this movement for the third time and turned slightly, you remained in his arms wrapped around you while your hands remained connected.

Your skin prickled as you felt his hot breath on your skin. You had expected to entirely hate to be so close to him, but surprisingly, it wasn’t as unbearable as you thought. However, these feelings quickly passed as you noticed his small smirk – you wished you could just slap it out of his face. Together you walked in a few small circles while his arms remained around you. The proximity caused your breath to falter for a brief moment, but you suppressed it – at least tried to.

After your turns with him, you stepped away from each other and locked eyes for a moment. Your lips parted lightly as you felt his gaze on you. Then, you moved closer again and placed your hands on his shoulders while he gently placed his hands on the upper part of your back. He touched you with a gentleness you had never seen of him before – it frightened you because you weren’t familiar with such a side of him. You remained in this position for a few brief moments and danced in small circles, before his hands slid down your arms to take your hands and spin you back into his embrace.

You swallowed as you felt his breath on your skin again. The warmth of his body so close to yours was overwhelming. A mixture of tension and something else you couldn’t name stirred within you. The music slowly faded into the background while your faces were close, and your breaths were one. For a brief moment, you lost yourself in each other’s eyes as you continued to sway to the music.

“I wonder how many dances it would require before you finally can stand my company without the desire to do me harm,” he whispered into your ear with a hoarse voice before he let you go after the music stopped. Your breath slightly hitched in response, but you rolled your eyes and inhaled as you decided not to reply any further.

When the music ended, you and he stepped apart to exchange a curtsy and a bow. You then walked back to Pansy and your brother, who were talking to one another. You were sure that you wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about this dance and the words Mr Riddle whispered into your ear before the dance ended.

“Ohh, there she is!” Pansy clapped her hands and grinned. You saw your brother turn towards you – his lips were in a grin as well, but it was filled with his ever-so-brotherly protectiveness. At the sight of both of them, you rolled your eyes and sighed annoyed.

“Oh, come on, Y/N. Shall we truly believe that you have not at least found the slightest enjoyment in dancing with Mr Riddle?” Pansy sighed and grabbed your hands to squeeze them.

“I did not enjoy it entirely, but it was better than with the Lords I’ve danced with tonight,” you admitted.

Pansy smiled at you and then proudly turned her head to your brother. “See, I told you, my Lord. It is only a matter of time,” she whispered, but you clearly heard every word and furrowed your eyebrows.

“For what precisely, Pansy?”

She sighed and looked back to you, “Until you and Mr Riddle are willing to confess that your hatred is not as deep as you so often claim. Everyone that knows you can see it. And I believe that even strangers can sense it.”

You shook your head and looked away from her. “Stop with these jests. In no world, could I ever not hate Mr Riddle. He…” You groaned and pulled your hands away from your best friend. “Just stop with it, Pansy. And you,” you pointed to your brother with your index finger – your voice was calm but hid a tone of annoyance, “Don’t even think about joining her, brother.” You turned around and walked outside to take a deep breath after your brother nodded.

Your tense shoulders relaxed as soon as you felt the cold and fresh air on your skin, a much-needed change of environment. Near you, you could see a small group of fellow citizens and a few servants – what you didn't notice was that Mr Riddle came towards you and stopped next to you. A respectful and allowed distance was between you but in the eyes of the wrong people it could be seen as improper to even stand alone with one another.

“What a pleasant night, is it not, my Lady?” Mr Riddle cut the silence with a soft-spoken voice, but there was a hidden arrogance in it.

You sighed and kept your gaze to the front. “It was,” you then turned your head towards him – your lips pressed together in a thin line. “Until you asked me to dance.”

He chuckled and turned completely around to face you, and so did you. “I saw how draining it was for you to waste your time with these Lords, Lady Y/N. You can be honest; I’ve saved your night with me asking you to dance.” His cocky smile infuriated you even more than you already were. “Who else could you have been spending your time instead? Mayhap a Lord who has far outlived the finest hours of his life?”

You hated that he was right. He sorts of saved you from all the lords you didn’t want to spend any energy or time on. You would have agreed with Mr Riddle, if it wasn’t him.

“Will you ever stop being so insufferable?” You argued back while you clenched your hands into fists out of anger. How could be a single human being so annoying? “It is truly beyond me how you manage to be so…” You groaned and stopped yourself mid-sentence, knowing that he’d just use it to tease you. You turned your head away and inhaled deeply, hoping he would just leave you alone.

Mr Riddle raised an eyebrow and stepped closer, the closeness was risky, but you didn’t step away. “You may finish your sentence, my Lady.” He wanted to know your true opinion about him, although he already assumed how it might be – though he wished it would be the opposite. Something he’d not even dream about to admit in front of you.

You felt the cold air and his breath mixed on your skin and you deeply inhaled as you looked into each other’s eyes. There was a brief pause between you as you stared at one another. Your heartbeat slightly increased – you weren’t sure of the exact reason. Was it the hatred you claimed to feel for him or was it something entirely else?

You cleared your throat. “I’d rather not, Mr Riddle,” you scoffed, your voice full of contempt and turned around to walk back into the house but stopped after taking a few steps. May he use your next words against you, you couldn’t care less in that very moment. Your anger was too much. “You are the most vexing human being that came across me in all my life. It is truly beyond me how you manage to be so tiresome, Mr Riddle,” you spoke quickly but he heard everything clearly. “I shall wish you a good night,” you finished your sentence after taking another deep breath and turned around to walk back inside.

You left him standing alone in the middle of the porch. With his smirk rubbed off his face as he wondered if he had gone too far this time. Perhaps, your hatred went deeper than he thought. Something he never intended to happen. But what if it could all be something else? Something he couldn’t imagine?

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bcacstuff · 11 hours ago

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I do not think Sam has drinking problems in a way that he is somehow alcoholic. But he has other type of unhealthy life.

I will try to explain as good as I can with what I mean.

Many make actors who are working out a lot for a role and are working out and do not dring and smoke during the time the are preparing for a role and then filming it, later when the project is over and before the next one has to start they do drink and smoke a lot. Going out at clubs every weekend. To take the time they lost and the time on drinking and smoking they will loose.

Meanwhile they do not drink while preparing for the role, they do not have issues with not drinking. No shaking, no dreams about cocktails, or even want to taste it. The have discipline and also no wish for alcohol.

But then come the psychological part. Not a wish or taste for smoking or drinking, but that "you have to do that while you can". It could be pressure from them self or from people around them or expectations on then to be "fun" and "free".

They could with no problem not drink or smoke during the non-filming time, because they do not have taste for it since they are not alcoholics, but they do it because "you-have-to-do-it".

I do understand what you mean, but I think the interview with James White says enough about his 'love for alcohol'. He probably can restrain himself when working to one or maybe 2 drinks. But I think he drinks frequently if not daily.

I think from what I've seen that if he's not working, he tends to let go himself a bit too much from time to time and then regrets it at some point and tries to build in a sober period. Just not to let things go too far.

That said this, at itself could be a sign already. Emphasis on 'could be', I'm not saying it necessarily is. I'm saying this from experience I've seen from friends becoming addicted to the point where there is no other way back, than to become a 'dry alcoholic'.

That's always the problem at itself with alcohol. You don't become addicted or an alcoholic overnight. It goes with stages and it is up to the person self what they accept or allow themself. If you allow yourself each time a bit more, you're most likely on your way to become addicted to alcohol.

Alcoholism is the most hidden addiction there is. That's because it is generally accepted to drink, you're often in the circumstances that you can drink. People make fun when a person is drunk, we all can relate to the drunk stories. And a hangover is cool.... except it isn't in fact.

Anyway, whether Sam has an issue with it or not, is up to himself, and not up to any of us who doesn't know him personally. What we see, especially right now, is being surrounded with people that drink, being in places where drinking is accepted, perhaps more than normal.

However you look at it, alcohol, just like smoking is bad for your health. A proven fact. Nobody would drink a cup of toxic fluid if you're told it can kill you or make you very sick (cancer). Yet everyone is cool with drinking alcohol, which comes down to the same. One should just realize that I think. But then it is up to people to make their own choices. Like James White said in that interview:

Ultimately it comes down to being disciplined about what you put in your mouth, chew and swallow. It sounds simple because it is.

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you-wanna-save-the-corn-nuts · 1 day ago

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!!Yellowjackets s3 ep4 spoilers ahead!!

I AM GOING TO BE AN EMOTIONAL WRECK OVER THIS:

So. The first Card draw in s2 that results in Javi's death. Liv Hewson said in an interview that the card pulls were scripted. So because I was curious, I googled what Van's card meant - She pulled the Jack of Hearts. (Which obviously the immediate connection here is that its also an important Hearts Card much like the queen.)

From my understanding, and if anyone knows more please let me know- a lot of the cards meaning is rooted in Tarot/Astrology type of logic. Something I don't personally believe in bust still definitely find interesting especially in relation to media, and will be looking at here.

What did I learn from this googling?

The Card logic i could find was all about "Metasymbology" and the website under the same name definitely has interesting very Van-Coded things to say about the Jack of Hearts.

"...the Jack of Heart learns that sacrifice can lead to immeasurable blessings, and broadmindedness to understanding and compassion."

Sacrifice?!!! Sacrifice- something that is half the main theme of this show? Insane. "And with those sacrifices, came miracles" ??!!! if there's one thing teenage Van believes in? It's the power of sacrifice especially when its herself.

Multiple of my google search result sources kept bringing up the same fucking thing. Matyr Complexes. Aka, Self Sacrifice. Something we have seen Van do about a million times over, and something I have attributed to her, about a million times over. Hell, do I even need to bring up "Medieval Knight Qualities" again? Another thing to mention. Who is the known matyr figure? Jesus- weird to be getting all religiousy here but I have a point so please bare with me. In the intro for s3, the "Van segment" cuts from Adult Van, to Teen Van, and then flickers for justttt a second to the statue of a crucified Jesus (that we see at Natalie's funeral.)

What does this mean for Van? Not sure. I'm starting to against my best wishes fall into the "Van is dying at the end of s3" camp. Tai is getting pretty damn close to literal murder/sacrifices to keep Van alive. But if we combine the fact that Van clearly hates the concept of people dying for her (because she clearly believes she's meant to die for others), + The Jack of Hearts card + "How the story ends." as an episode title.....it looks to me like Van's dying in 03x10. Which will likely set her up as a Matyr (for the wilderness???) in the future of the series....

#yellowjackets #van palmer #kree and his yj shitposts #taivan #van yellowjackets #yellowjackets s3 #vanessa palmer #taissa turner #yellowjackets spoilers #kree's yj yapping

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jjslvt · 1 day ago

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my thoughts on this character. pls tell me someone understands lol (long af like a fanfic. sry 😭 i went on a rant for him bruh)

(TW: topics about drug addiction, mental health issues)

a little scared to post this… ngl lmao

i haven’t seen a post on this yet but i haven’t dug deep into tags at all and am sorta new ish so! others have probs talked about this? i struggle finding stuff. searching is my weak point lol.

anyways — when i watched obx, the character that suffered the most was undoubtedly jj maybank (fight me). and i can write a novel analyzing it (like many of us can). esp since he is the character, i and others can relate to. but this won’t be about him.

there’s another character that suffered also… it was so overlooked and it’s complicated af. because jj is a good ish person overall and this character… is questionable because he does make serious mistakes. he harms the pogues. he commits crimes that i cannot excuse… but i think he deserves a chance at redemption?

rafe cameron.

something that is highly overlooked is rafe’s childhood neglect and drug addiction. pls hear me out a lil? 🙂‍↕️

i hated him so damn much seasons one thru three. so this is coming from someone who thought would never change the stance on that. rafe and ward drove me up the wall! ask my dad cos i was yelling at the tv stressed af when those two were doing shit. but season four had me start to slowly see something else. that he had some humanity still? the hug between him & sarah actually hit me…

i’m an open minded person. i’m open to rethinking things and i have. it��s not just cos i like drew starkey now. i am becoming a fan of him as well. & yeah, he’s another obx hottie. i get it but i have really thought hard about this.

back to the point, rafe actually needed help.

why is this never thought of?

a child is showing signs… and not a single person did anything. granted, what can i expect from the parents of obx? ward had a favorite which was sarah. obviously (also wheezie? hello? another one to be neglected by everyone?). which starts rafe’s desperate need for validation and approval especially from his father.

that is a very difficult thing to work around. desperation causes for a lot of shit to happen and it does take a toll on you. combined with a child who already had a problem early on… then gets into drugs later in life.

rafe could have been helped early but no shit was given. just ignored the kid’s needs. kids need guidance. what the hell can a ten year old child understand about that? sometimes, i think… what would have happened to rafe if he wasn’t neglected? for some reason, i feel like he would be a good person… i feel like he just never got the chance??

lemme get to drug addiction- & unless you know what a drug addiction is like, don’t talk. don’t judge. don’t even try me because sadly, i can relate to rafe here a little… 🫠 something i didn’t think would happen but fuck, i can. i’ve been through it.

i think drugs amplified whatever mental health issue he might have had since childhood. i feel like it does play a big role in why he did bad things. drugs are no fucking joke… the effects are damaging. it mentally and physically wrecks your body, the more you do. in some cases, many won’t even realize they have an addiction. the tolerance you develop and the way it hooks you is strong. society judges this… i find it sad. we should help people. some people get to a point where they think there is no way out and drugs will help! btw, my experience… my doctor caused it, i didn’t originally seek it. (yeah, got a fucked up past story there when i really got fucked over by people but i won that battle).

next, it is very hard to train your brain… it gets harder the older you get. so child rafe having possible neglected mental health issues going into adulthood? yikes! it’s really not as easy to fix as you might think! i learned from past (forced) therapy, REWIRING YOUR BRAIN is extremely difficult, especially for people like this!!

i feel like… he had cries for help and nobody listened. so, he went down a dark path unfortunately. it was wrong af. i do know that.

when ward left… he started changing, slowly. i noticed that. his father’s influence held a strong hold on him. our parents and how they raise us do shape us in ways.

this is one recent edit that killed me. cos i understand.

i know he’s old enough to know right from wrong, etc. but when your brain is… in a place like this? i just… as fucked as it is, it’s hard. he should have gotten help is all i’m saying overall! and he committed literal crimes, he should get reprimanded, of course i think that! but can he reform? should he be given a chance? honestly, i say yes. if he really means it and put work into… he’s got a lot to make up for and i know what he did (murder) shouldn’t really be forgiven but… idk 😭 would it have happened if he wasn’t neglected, used drugs, etc? that question lingers too much on my mind which makes me think all this…

am i rafe apologist, am i crazy?

#(if anyone acc reads this… asdfghjkl…)#outer banks #obx #rafe cameron #drew starkey #(and yes my angst rafe fic does tackle the topic of drug addiction so that’s why my mind might be on this?)

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northbndtrain · 1 year ago

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I just decided that I didn't really have time for it right now.

#felicity #felicityedit #ben covington #scott speedman #felicity104 #northpost #as sad as this subplot is to watch #it makes so much sense from a writing standpoint #the fact that ben can't bring himself to be honest when felicity asks him #says a lot #and adds nicely to what we know of ben's character #it's also a relatable story for a lot of people #who got to college with certain expectations and then had to adjust

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buttercupshands · 24 days ago

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thought about this thing for a while

it was extremely interesting to just analyze myself and get like a tier list in my head

#draw a character you like #fanart #my art #sketch #shadow milk cookie #luocha #lapis lazuli #shigaraki tomura #nagito komaeda #flowey #first one is simple - see other characters and the silly room comics and it'll explain itself also I'm embarassed to admit it a bit #like people would prooobably expect isat related stuff but isat is basically already gone from my brain in that sense #I do like drawing characters and the style is still extremely easy for me to work with #but like.... I'm not feeling like this is more than this??#like Loop is still in the silly room but only for so long before I get them out or just make them like a cat of the room #to be fair they're allll cats there in a way #Luocha was my to-go character ever since getting him after exams in 2023 and I can't find a character that better worked in that #Lapis is specifically pre-crystal gem one as I kind of dislike her new design but *shruggs* it's still nice #just not the one that left impression on me that's all #Tomura and Flowey are like The Characters of this blog AND of my drawing journey I love them a bit too much #still not the insane fan but my friends know just HOW MUCH I talked about them and both were in my life for years #I'd say Bill Cipher fits there too as a trio but sadly I was out of places and he's not a guilty fave he's the OG fave #the fave to rule them all and one of the two I still have good time returning to as well - other one is Twilight Sparkle #she didn't fit here too again too many in all-time faves sadly #Nagito is here bc I didn't know what even counted as a “guilty fave” in my list #so I chose him as a character for the list bc Kokichi is too... nothing in my head like he has more stories #but I don't even care about his trial and I played through Nagito's one and actually did a lot to get his Island ending too #I love how you can see - all of them have a pattern like being blue or yellow and then there's Nagito #Tomura counts as blue even though he's more purple and wears black and red in the finale in my read he's in MVA outfit still and will be #tenko shimura

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bogkeep · 3 months ago

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it fascinates me how often a choice of first or - gasp - second person storytelling can create so much derision and discourse. having preferences is fine obviously, and as a writing choice it Does matter, because all writing choices matter. i don't really... notice?? anymore??? or like, i DO notice, but more in a "what information will the narrative give me access to" kind of way.

i know second person especially can be jarring if you're not used to it, because it's "he would not fucking say that" but for yourself. but it's also like... so many song lyrics have "you" and "i" and to me they're just. a story that exists separate from me. (to the degree lyrics exist to me at all as something other than Sounds that are part of a music piece, but that's the audio processing disorder/'did not grow up with english as a first language and never bothered to decode lyrics' of it all speaking)

i suspect a lot of derision towards first person narratives comes from a derision towards the genres in which it is a staple, rather than that it's somehow uniquely bad. there's really not much difference between a first person perspective and limited third person perspective??

#when i read the night circus by erin morgenstern many years ago the second person interludes were so alien and strange to me #what a bold and fascinating choice!! along with the black edges of the pages the book felt so strange and unique!!!#fast forward to now. reads a good short story. sees comment balking at the second person narration. realises i didn't even notice #also this is just me musing abt stuff i am not trying to discourse or discard anyone's very real feelings n opinions #ive also been thinking abt song lyrics and how many people take them as something deeply personal and by neccessity relatable #and like that's often the intention of the music!!!! it can be something so deeply personal!!!#i rarely think of music as relatable on account of. well mostly i don't hear most of the lyrics #second a lot of the music i listen to is like. folk music as a form of storytelling #and third a lot of music abt falling in love and stuff is just not gonna resonate with an aroace person and that's. so much music #my personal music priorities are Vibes and Banginess. i #am so sleepy rn

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chaosxcrushed · 11 months ago

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There's a certain CCCC summary video that we really, really like. We think it is a great video for people if they want to grasp the story more clearly, if they're confused, or if they're listening to the album for the first time.

That video being Chonny Jash and the Weight of the Mind on Youtube by W3tBl@nk3t. We think they cover it really well.

However, I'm sharing this for a different reason; they say few certain things that really struck with us until now, that I'd like to share with the fandom. Sometimes, we see people really just.. Miss the point of CCCC entirely, and I'd like to shine a light on what was said here. If you'd like to hear this for yourself on video, the timestamp is 35:57-36:45.

“..I bet we all could relate to that, they are the prime example of the side of you that suffers and the side of you that hates yourself for suffering:

The side of you that just wants to slow down and feel everything even to the unhealthy extent of not being able to do anything else(1), but also the side of you that so desperately wants you to get over it(2).

Sure, laying in bed all day every day to rot isn't healthy, but neither is boiling things down and invalidating your own emotions. Both are paths to inevitable disaster, and that's what Chonny is doing here. Keep in mind that the idea behind this album is being whole, and that means neither of these sides are entirely in the right or the wrong; this album is about inner compromise and acceptance(3).”

1.) The side of you that suffers; Heart. He is representative of Whole's emotions, he holds them. Your emotions can go haywire, especially when one's mentally ill and has no way of their feelings being validated. An emotional person like Heart suffers under the weight of crushing, devastating feelings. He wants to feel things out, have time to just process everything, even if it takes them days or weeks to get over it. It's not healthy, but feeling is what he does, and he wants to help because he knows he has importance. Solely focusing on just your emotions isn't the best thing to do, however.

2.) The side of you that so desperately wants you to get over it; Mind. Many people have been there, have wanted themselves to stop wallowing in their own emotions and just do something else, even to the point where you think feeling things out is unnecessary. This is also unhealthy, but not intentionally. Like Heart, Mind just wants to help, everything he does is in best interest. This is what he thinks will get them to move on the quickest; to leave behind emotions and focus on anything BUT that. Also not the best thing to do.

3.) This album is about inner compromise and acceptance; About being whole. Neither of Heart and Mind are right nor wrong. They have their own ways of doing things, of what they think will help their whole self out the most, but both are unhealthy despite the good intentions. They fight over who's wrong or right, when they shouldn't even be doing so in the first place. It's your thoughts against your emotions, basically; your feelings contradict your thoughts, and it leads to an inner war of sorts. This won't make things better, which is why you can't have Mind over Heart or vice versa; you'll need both of them. In the album, they are only able to be whole when they get along. They harmonize, they 'combine', they see eye to eye with each other and work together instead of fighting over and over. Inner compromise is achieved with this, and acceptance can lead them away from any disaster that there's to come.

What we're trying to say is that mental health is a large thing tackled within CCCC, and yet we see a lot of people who overlook it; thus, end up missing the point of the whole album. We see a lot of people believe Mind's perspective a little too much and treat Heart quite harshly, or the other way where people demonize Mind and say that Heart is perfect, when it's not really that in the slightest.

This is not a hate post towards people's interpretations of CCCC or how they view characters, I'm just saying that people can tend to overlook what's in the very narrative, and we see a concerning amount of people do such.

Anyways. Stream CCCC and put your Hearts and Minds in the get along shirt. Have a nice day.

#chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cccc #cccc heart #cj heart #cccc mind #cj mind #mind chonny jash #heart chonny jash #I did not mention Soul once in this post. I am so sorry to all of the Soul enjoyers #whole was technically mentioned but this is not about him. so sorry to the Whole enjoyers as well #we rreally really really like this CCCC video #a lot #it does a great job at explaining things and is fairly good for an unbiased telling of the story #to reiterate though this is not a hate post #it's just a bit frustrating to see how many people say that mind is right or heart is right #but no.. that is not the point of cccc #and it's even in tse as well. the line 'neither is right yet neither is wrong'#personally we are big fans of heart and will defend him since he gets so mischaracterized #but we know and acknowledge that he isn't 100% correct and can be wrong for what he wants to do and has done #we love Heart but he did not have to pull that gun.#also. more justice for characters who make mistakes but aren't automatically super evil because they're just human.#we've seen how people lack that understanding in the fandom </3 #hmsw are so incredibly flawed in a relatable way with such good writing #we feel like people overlook that so much #this post was scary to make but #we're doing it #here goes #CxC rambling and yapping #we haven't posted purely text posts in a while please don't come for our heads c4 fandom

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