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Veilguard Companion First Impressions
So, Iâve finally recruited all the companions for the Veilguard! And as such, I thought Iâd share my initial thoughts on them each.
Please keep in mind that as the title says, these are just my first impressions. I am nowhere near finishing the game yet. My thoughts very well may change after getting to know the characters more as the story progresses. Also, please do not take any opinions you do not share as a personal attack against you.
Bellara
Bellara might be my #1 favourite.
Iâve seen some people just say Bellara is âa Merrill rip-offâ but I donât think thatâs fair at all. If all it took was a few similarities to say a character is a rip-off of another character, than I can think of so many boring white cishet male characters who would be guilty of that. But heaven forbid we get more than one elven woman who is passionate about her peopleâs culture and history!
Frankly, I think Bellara is a breath of fresh air in terms of Dalish characters specifically. Finally, a Dalish elf who isnât punished for being proudly Dalish by the narrative.
I also really appreciate that so much of her can be easily understood by her backstory, too. Like, her feelings of never being good enough is reflective of the very realistic grief she is experiencing.
Lucanis
If Bellara isnât my #1 favourite, then Lucanis is. They really both dominate that spot neck in neck. I canât decide if I want to put him in a jar and shake it to see what happens, or wrap him up tight in a quilt and give him some good coffee.
Iâm just a sucker for Lucanisâs character archetype, is the thing. I love taking him out simply because heâs so much fun to have around. And in terms of companion arcs, his is the one I am most intrigued to see where it goes.
Taash
(While I havenât personally gotten to Taashâs non-binary plot yet, I am aware Taash switches to they/them pronouns, so thatâs what Iâll be using.)
The moment I met Taash felt my heart skip a beat. The only thing hotter than their appearance is their voice. I know BioWare probably left Taash out of a lot of the advertising because they wanted to keep Taashâs gender stuff a surprise, but oh my god, because of this I was taken by quite the surprise. And so far Taash seems to be the type to keep a hard outer shell to protect a much softer side, and that is yet another character archetype I really love.
Davrin
My initial gripe about Davrinâs writing being so exclusively about Assan rather than Davrin himself is slowly peeling away, I hope. While I still think its bullshit that you can welcome Assan into the Veilgaurd but not Davrin, at least Iâve finally gotten a few bits of dialogue to get to know more about him finally. I just want to keep this momentum! Because Davrin as a concept has so much potential, in my opinion, and what little bits I have gotten from him have captivated me. But I canât tell yet if itâs intentionally part of his character that maybe heâs just a closed off person who takes a while to trust others, (a little like Taash?) Or if the writer just cared more about griffons than the actual guy. Iâm really, really holding out hope for the former.
Emmrich
Emmrich is so much more charming than I expected, and I found him instantly endearing the moment we met him. I also really like that weâre finally hearing some different stances and insight on death and necromancy than we ever had before from a companion! It makes him feel so fresh and completely new!
Harding
Iâll be real with you: I was not anticipating caring about Harding so much. She was who I was originally least interested in, when the companion line-up was announced. But the direction theyâre taking her in has me questioning so much about bigger lore questions.
Unfortunately, I still donât see much in her except being a vessel for those bigger lore questions, though. Like, Harding as a person has me mildly curious at best.
Neve
Iâm really sorry Neve fans, but I just find her really boring so far, in comparison to everyone else. She doesnât have a lot going on, and what she does have going on, doesnât really captivate me much. Maybe I was just hoping sheâd have stronger stances on things than she does? I donât know.
It could be that I just really fucked up with Neve, and it wonât be until another playthrough that Iâll get to experience more that will change my mind. Because I will admit I am very good at picking choices she disapproves of, with my first Rook.
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We're back! again, if these silly recaps help lift your mood in any way, it makes me very happy â„ I baked chocolate chip cookies for this so imagine I'm sharing them with you đȘ
previously, in harrowcita del 9:
this happened
also @unexpected-tigers linked me to an official house quiz and I did it so, if you want to know what I got and how I answered, I'll add it under "read more" after the recap
CHAPTER 44
listen, I need to start listing things I got right and things I got wrong but I forget at this point what I said
you're gonna have to remind me if I got something right and I didn't catch it because I remember what I got wrong more easily than what I got right
such is life
I'll do my best to try to tally but
I got wrong the narrator, I assumed that, because they were insulting harrow, it might be harrow too
but I forgot about gideon also being a pro at insulting harrow so, guess what?
IT WAS GIDEON
WELCOME BACK, BABE, WE MISSED YOU
CRYING TEARS OF JOY
of actual joy, not mercygirl-joy
to be fair, the narration was very different from gideon's perspective, to account for 1) the twist and 2) the fact that gideon's gideon-ness came out more and more as she got closer to the surface of perception in harrow's body
something she kind of explains later
but yeah, I got that wrong
however, I did get the purgatory situation of canaan house somewhat right and I forgot to mention it last time
ANYWAY, BACK TO GIDEON
CUE 'I AM THE BEST' BY 2NE1 IN THE BACKGROUND
someone stabbed harrow from the back, which is very shitty behavior from whoever it was
so gideon comes back into the real world with the immediate danger of her vessel, necromancer and partner in crime having been stabbed
and she was "left behind" because harrow is back in her canaan purgatory river bubble
with her ghostie ghoulie friends
gideon immediately finds out that harrow can't fight for shit
she's determined to kick the stabber's ass but it's gonna be hard when she's used to her massive guns and ninja warrior disposition and she's inside the body of a baby kitten
gideon's very eloquent commentary is "Fuck. Oh, shit. Oh, fucking hell. Help. Yuck. Aaaargh."
it's so nice to have her back :')
she's talking to harrow in the second person, as she's been doing all this time unbeknownst to those of us who didn't catch it
"which proves that you can put the swordfighter into the necromancer but you can't, wait, hang on"
god, I missed her
gideon is also coming to terms with the fact that harrowcita has regenerating abilities now
she is very angry at the awful state in which her two handed sword is
if you knew, gideon, about the relationship between harrow and your sword and how layered it was...
"Harrowhark, I gave you my whole life and you didn't even want it"
so gideon starts taking control of the situation because the beast is chasing them
absolutely no chill over here in the emperor's bolthole
and by "them" I mean gideon and harrow because idk where the everliving fuck everyone else is
I know the emperor is hiding in weenie hut jr but the rest are supposed to be fighting
except for whoever was going around stabbing people
and idk where not!dulcinea is at this point either
maybe someone's using her to stab harrow idk, I'll never stop blaming her for things, even indirectly
gideon is doing a great job with what she has available because she's "a good girl and you're an evil nun"
she's also still going on about harrow leaving her behind and saying "you never got rid of being so absolutely fucking goddamn sad"
chisus christ gideon, tell us how you really feel about her
gideon looks at herself in the mirror and sees harrow with her eyes and her expressions, which is very uncanny valley
"This was your shell, but it was all filled up with me. God, the double entendres were hard to resist"
yandere twin would appreciate that one, I think, maybe
gideon proceeds to taunt harrow to come back by using her voice to say things like "Oooooh, Palamedes. I am measurably less intelligent than you. Put your tongue in my mouth and I'll flop my tongue against it."
"Ohhhhhrr, Gideon. I was so dumb to think a tub of ancient freezer meat was my girlfriend. Please show me how to do a press-up. Also, I'm very obviously attracted to yâ"
no no, by all means, go on
please, gideon, go on with that idea, let's see where it takes us
in other important but not as spicy events
gideon cuts the beast thing in two with her own sword
but now we've got the heralds to go through
"Don't worry, honey. I'll keep the home fires burning."
same energy as
CHAPTER 45
we're back in hotel california canaan house au river bubble
I'm sure that description makes it all super clear for anyone reading
abby and her hubby are taking harrowcita to the secret hideout of the lost boys aka the room behind the tapestry that is now untouched by the body horrors going on in this version of canaan house
and where all our ghostie ghoulie friends are hanging out
it was a person's room, says harrow, and I think we all know it was alleged gideon's aka ortus, but we'll get to that
I need to point out the fact that harrow says she always thought not!dulcinea showed signs of "suppurating ego" but that she could never convince gideon to "see past the appealing eyes and softly clinging dresses"
I KNOW, GIRL, IT DROVE ME FERAL TOO
apparently harrowcita's invite also got to the kids of the fourth but abby sent them back to the river with a kiss in the forehead and their lunch packed
because she had adopted them, as we all know
she said "if only Silas had asked me, what has happened to his soul worries me horribly"
of course I didn't remember that silas was mayonnaise uncle and had to do math for a while in my head
maybe he's out there looking for duracell bunny nephew's soul that is still travelling through the river
abby learned a way to send them back into the river but everyone present wants to help deal with this haunt situation harrow's got going on
honestly, props to martita for hanging around, judith is a lot less cooperative
abby also thinks there's something wrong with the river and that the emperor is unaware of it because he doesn't know about the river beyond
she has studied a lot about it
and that the fact that the "beyond the river" concept has been looked at with scorn by everyone for so long has made the potential studies of it stagnant
I love her a lot at this point
I mean, I'm still 100% a camilla girlie, I'm putting camilla's photo in one of those glittery clear files and covering it with heart stickers, don't get me wrong, but this woman is fierce af
abby, you know more than the emperor, you're more worthy than he is, please murder him
NOW IT'S TIME TO GET EMOTIONAL
GRAB YOUR TISSUES
IT'S ORTUS TIME
man, ortus won me with this chapter, he's great, let's keep him
let him be happy in the infinity of time with his fifth polycule
harrow tries to tell him that he doesn't have to apologize to her, that she owes him for crux murdering him and his mom
(interlude for "her unconscious gracelessness to Camilla Hect; a girl whom, in reality, she should have taken by the hands and thanked her profusely for every time she tried to save her cavalier")
(glad we're in agreement there)
they talk about how gideon died and ortus tells harrow that gideon never did anything without intent
"she had been outplayed by Palamedes Sextus, outgunned by Cytherea the First, undone by Gideon Nav"
damn, harrow
LISTEN TO THIS PART YOU FOLKS
"I should have offered help. I should have died for you. Gideon should still be alive. I was, and am, a grown man, and you both were neglected children."
ORTUS, MY MAN
THIS MADE ME SO EMOTIONAL
"she and Gideon had become women before their time, and watched each other's childhood crumble away like so much dust. But there was a part of her soul that wanted to hear it âwanted to hear it from Ortus's lips more, even than from the lips of God. He had been there. He had witnessed."
"I will hope better for heroism in my death"
ORTUS I'M HOLDING YOU TIGHT AND CARESSING THE TOP OF YOUR HEAD LIKE A PUPPY
harrow finds the "g&p" note
GUESS WHAT
GUESS WHO WAS RIGHT ABOUT THAT
ALLEGED GIDEON IS ACTUAL GIDEON THE FIRST
AND HARROW THINKS OUR GIDEON WAS NAMED AFTER HIM
I mean I had trust in my alleged gideon theory BUT I CAN'T BELIEVE I CALLED THE OTHER PART MAYBE TOO???
sixth house please accept me
she also finds another note, similar to the rant notes she had been finding, which reads: "the only thing our civilisation can ever learn from yours is that when our backs are to the wall and our towers are falling all around us and we are watching ourselves burn we rarely become heroes"
are the letters clues on the angry spirit that's haunting harrow?????
does it relate to gideon???
but when harrow is about to ask ortus about gideon ("less like tragedy and more like carelessness" đ) abby interrupts
abby, interrupting me again when I'm getting to the good stuff
but I can't be angry at her because she says she'll exorcise the Sleeper
YOU GO ABBY, YOU LORRAINE WARREN THAT STUFF
And that's where we leave it for today!!! my willpower is strong and I know I can't make these too annoyingly long. Which is why, if you wanna know how I did with the House quiz, look after "read more". If not, see you for the next one!!! Super soon!!! Sending you all hugs in these difficult times â„
So, this is the quiz that I did, the official author-made one.
I GOT *drumroll* A TIE BETWEEN THE SIXTH AND THE FOURTH
The author said that, in the event of a tie "Pick the House descriptor most like yourself, or most like the person you secretly wish you were, or with the colours you like best."
We all absolutely know where I'm going if I'm left to pick between those two.
To be totally transparent, I'm gonna show you my very messy notes, which I wasn't initially planning on showing, so I apologize for them not being neat and tidy. I added the skull I have in my desk as aesthetic compensation for the messy handwriting.
I picked 1st the pen and flimsy because, if I'm doomed and this is it for me, I want to go out writing. The bottle, because I considered a vessel for separating things or for keeping something in safely would be useful. The rapier, because I always take a swiss army knife in my purse with my keys and the rapier was the closest thing to that. The flare gun, because I might as well try to signal somehow, at least some of us could get saved. And the raft not to try to escape, like the answer said, but because if we're more than one person in the boat, having more space, even if somewhat leaky, could help out for different situations.
I did consider every potential option that could be turned into food but I'd rather die of something else than food poisoning of any kind.
I got the Fifth in second place, and I wouldn't have minded if I got the Fifth, honestly. In 3rd place I got Seventh and Eighth as a tie, I'm not gonna ask about that. The Second got fourth place, the Third got fifth and 0 points for the Ninth, I'm so sorry.
You should have seen my face when I saw a portrait of the Emperor was an option to take with you lmao
#luly reacts to tlt#long post#tlt spoilers#harrow the ninth#harrow the ninth spoilers#the locked tomb#the locked tomb spoilers#gif cw#blood cw
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if labels are forced to confirm to whatever whims an individual wants, is it a label at all words have meanings you can't just make a word mean what you want it to be ???
#yes this is about the ace post i saw but people are so up in arms i didn't even want to touch it but like omw...if you try to make a term#inclusive for anything doesnt that just make the label nonexistant#like why r people getting mad about calling themselves a term and then not abiding by anything that the term represents#like people can say oh but i am this term but I have exceptions that go directly against what this label represents#i am personally not someone who likes to use labels for identification but like#as someone who leans on the spectrum of autism if someone said theyre autistic like a cutesy term to represent a quirk im not going to#take them seriously#but then if people get mad about it because everyone can call themselves whatever they want???#that just negates the whole purpose of the term in the first place????#and actually diminishes people who are actually categorized in such a way????#its like if you say youre a dog lover but you dont interact with dogs or like anything about dogs but your excuse is I PET DOGS SOMETIMES#bro that doesnt make you a dog LOVER you just pet a dog sometimes its not your favorite animal and thats okay but why are you insisting tha#you are a dog lover when all evidence points to that youre not#what clout do you get saying you're this label you could just pick a different label if u really wanted to
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3 times Phantom's Guardian was Mentioned + 1 Time He Showed Up
One
Phantomâs introduction to Young Justice wasnât as dramatic as Empressâ or Sloboâs, or even Arrowetteâs first introduction to the cave. No, it wasnât during the Olympics, or on a battlefield, and he didnât come in injured and looking for help.Â
Impulse just brought Phantom in one day and insisted that he should join because heâs their age, interested in justice, and now that Gretaâs human again they need another ghost member. So Phantom stayed, popping in and out for missions but never really sticking around all that long.Â
Today is one of the days that Phantomâs with them on a mission, that being looking around a lab of the Brainâs that had an energy surge recently, despite it being presumably abandoned.Â
Kon got paired up with Phantom to check the rest out first, since they both have better hearing than Anita and Tim, who were both still in the main room working on checking the computers for previous activity.Â
The room is dark except for the light green ball glowing slightly above Phantomâs hand. He waves it around enough for it to reflect off of glass, then throws it up to the ceiling. The light expands enough to illuminate the room.Â
Phantom mumbles about not knowing he could do that. Kon ignores him and moves closer to inspect the glass tubes to the side of several monitors set up.Â
âLooks like cloning equipment,â Phantom says, casually. He drags a finger through the dust gathering on one of the monitors. âDonât think theyâve been activated recently, though, so thatâs good.â
âWhat? You got a problem with clones or something?â Itâs a quick and defensive answer, and Phantom puts his hands up in surrender.Â
âNot in concept.â He shrugs and joins Kon near the tubes. âBut not a lot of people ask before making clones.â
âSo I donât need to sic Superman on you?â Obviously Kon could chew Phantom out himself, but few can do a ânot mad, just disappointedâ face better than Clark.Â
Phantom scrunches his face. âWhy would you need to?âÂ
Kon stops pretending to inspect the tube and stares at Phantom. âYou do know Iâm a clone, right?â The blank look on Phantomâs face tells him that no, he did not. âWell I am. Clone of Superman, though weâre pretty much brothers now.â
âCool,â Phantom says, not a bit less friendly. He hesitates for a second before continuing, âCould I maybe ask you how you got there? Me and my clone have landed on cousins, but that was also, like, given to us by her evil dad. So.â
Phantom trails off. Huh, that makes three members of the team that have been cloned. Not a lot, but itâs weird that itâs happened three times.Â
âYouâre making sure she feels accepted, right?âÂ
âYeah! Well, whenever sheâs around. She,â Phantom waves his hand around, looking for the right word, âSheâs a wanderer. Exploring the world and stuff. But Richard has a room for her at home, and I remind her of that whenever she does stop by.âÂ
âWell, first of all, donât push it so hard,â Kon says. Phantom nods enthusiastically. âAnd second, whoâs Richard?â
Kon doesnât know a lot of Richards, and he doesnât think that Phantom ever mentioned one before. Or even if he remembers his living life.Â
âOh, heâs my, uh, guardian? I guess thatâs the best term. The guy Iâm living with who forces me to go to school sometimes.â Phantom looks away and back to the tubes.Â
Before Kon can ask for more details, Robin and Empress come in with a report of dead computers and wanting to know where theyâre at with the cloning room.
Theyâre unimpressed with their lack of progress.
Two
Wally doesnât really need to come by the Hamilton Lodge that often, not when thatâs Young Justiceâs territory and he doesnât want to get involved in all of That.
But Red Tornado said that the team has a file on a planet thatâs very quickly becoming a league problem, and he figured it might be a good time to try to check in with Bart, anyway. Make sure he hasnât run any cars off cliffs again and all that.Â
So he stops by Manchester to ask Bart about the file, then they both head East to actually find it.Â
When they arrive at the hotel minutes later, Wallyâs surprised to actually find it⊠clean? Thereâs no visible trash or overturned furniture or anything else heâd expect from an abandoned hotel filled with teenagers. Well, maybe not filled, lately. He doesnât think anyoneâs living here currently, with Greta at Eliasâ for the school year and Slobo gone.Â
Still, the room smells slightly of artificial pine scent, and Bart perks up before disappearing and reappearing rapidly, holding a teammate up by his armpits. Said teammate just accepts this, his legs folding into a wispy tail, and head rolling against his shoulders.Â
âThis is Phantom!â Bart holds him up higher. Phantom waves. Wallyâs only heard of him through Maxâs updates, the same way he would hear about Preston or Carol, but with more wariness about the supposed ghost.Â
Actually looking at the pale face and glowing green eyes contrasting against the darker than dark jumpsuit, Wallyâs a little more ready to accept his claim at being undead.Â
âHe stress cleans,â Bart explains, moving to carry Phantom under his arm. Wally bites down the urge to tell him to put him down, but only because Phantom doesnât resist the hold, only moving to get into a more comfortable position. His hands are touching the floor. âSo what happened?âÂ
Bart directs the question downwards, and Phantom heaves a very dramatic sigh. Definitely a teenager. It does raise the question of who exactly this kidâs mentor is. Hopefully he does have one. Maybe heâs the Spectreâs kid?
Phantom phases through the arm holding him only to lay on top of Bartâs hair. âI accidentally called Richard dad. And then fled.âÂ
Bart nods sagely. âClassic. One time I accidentally called Max dad, so I had to start a fire to distract him.â
Phantom sighs again, almost dreamily. âGenius.âÂ
Wally doesnât have time to unpack all of that. Well he does, but heâs not going to, because thereâs really only one Richard that comes to mind that might have the heart to take in a dead kid, even if he doesnât go by his full name.
But surely Dick would have told him, or any other Titan, if he had adopted a kid. Right?
But thereâs still a little shadow of doubt. Maybe Dick wanted it to be a secret, or it was really new or had a rocky start. Phantom doesnât seem to hold himself like a Bat, but itâs not a guarantee Dick would have trained him.Â
âThe lodge looks nice,â Wally offers out loud, which Phantom shrugs at and wraps his tail around Bartâs head to keep secure. âAnyway, Impulse. The file on Myrg?âÂ
âOh yeah!â Again, Bart disappears then reappears a few seconds later with a paper file. They really need to start digitizing more of these things. âThatâs the planet where we played baseball so that they wouldnât destroy Earth!âÂ
âYou what.âÂ
The prospect of Dick following in his dadâs footsteps is forgotten in the face of what the hell Young Justice got up to on Myrg.Â
Three
Tim may be in aâŠPredicament.Â
Itâs not his fault. Really. He knew what he was doing. He couldnât let a civilian fall for the trap. But they were already so close, so he just, kinda, pushed himself into the rope instead.Â
So there Robin is, tied upside down in a warehouse, with the Joker below next to an overly complicated control panel. The clownâs rambling about bombs hidden all over the city that Tim knows Batman is already tracking down with Batgirl.Â
Timâs not really paying attention to the rant because of that, more focused on wiggling enough to get the spare mini-birdarang out of his glove to cut the rope without notifying the Joker.Â
âYikes, bad time?â Asks Phantomâs voice beside him. Based on the source and accounting for the slight echo, heâs floating with his head near Timâs, likely upside down. âWant some help?âÂ
Tim gets the birdarang out and starts sawing at the thick rope. They should be fine anyway, but stalling the Joker for extra time would be helpful. âCan you possess the Joker? Just hold him still.â
âThe correct term is overshadow, but sure.â The voice disappears, and a few seconds later the Joker freezes.Â
His body jerks forward, then backward, and a laugh chokes out of his throat. His hand claws over his mouth at the noise and he hunches over. All movement halts before he rights himself, shaking out his hands and rolling his shoulders. Phantom looks up at Tim and his eyes are glowing.Â
Tim cuts through the rope, kicking and using the momentum to right himself and land on his feet. He brushes past Phantom in Jokerâs body to handle the control panel. He turns off the radio broadcast and dismantles the bomb strapped to the panel.
Threat handled, he turns to Phantom and holds up some handcuffs. âLet me arrest you?â
Phantom obliges, turning the Jokerâs body around and putting his hands behind his back. Tim lets him walk by himself out of the warehouse and moves the handcuffs around a lamppost. The Jokerâs body jerks again, then slumps forward, just as Phantom reappears next to him, scowling down at the unconscious body.Â
âThat felt really slimy. Zero out of ten, would not do again,â Phantom grouches.Â
âWhyâre you in Gotham?â Tim asks. Itâs not like Phantom makes a habit of visiting. The last time he came into the city, he complained about feeling the dead under the streets. Fortunately, that let Tim uncover a few tunnels that Talons travel through. Phantom, however, was unnerved by the Talons and left quickly.Â
âOh, Solomon Grundyâs back in our sewers. Richard said I should probably tell one of you Gotham heroes, since you keep track of those guys.â He shakes out his hands like they were cramped in the Joker.Â
They hadnât seen Grundy in a while. Tim assumed he was currently in a less violent personality. âWhatâs he doing?âÂ
Phantom shrugs. âJust chilling. Mostly underground. I tried to talk to him but he only grunted back at me. He also tried to pick me up, dunno what that was about.â
âMaybe because youâre both dead?â Tim guessed. That would be a surface level connection. Ivy and Woodrue have had more luck working with Grundy than anyone, and Phantom definitely doesnât have the connection to the Green thatâd help with that.Â
Police lights turn around the corner, and Tim shoots a grapple to get to the roof above them. Phantom follows, but disappears as soon as theyâre on the roof. Going back home, probably.Â
Cass drops down from the roof she was listening on. âRichard?â
âNot the same one.â
They both stick around long enough to watch the Joker get put into the cop car.Â
Plus one
A spaceship landed in the forests of New York, and Cassieâs team was the first to respond to it. Technically not respond, but check it out, since there wasnât any alert or anything.Â
Still, Wonder Girl has Empress, Robin, and Superboy on the other side of the ship, watching what looks like the back door, while she, Impulse, and Phantom watch the other door and main window. She has binoculars, but the windows are so tinted she canât quite make anything out.Â
No aliens have come out yet, and she hesitates to have anyone go in, in case whoever inside does turn hostile.Â
Impulse has offered to run through a total of five times already, and itâs a testament to his restraint that he hasnât, and a testament to Cassieâs that she hasnât yelled at him yet. Phantom at least isnât being annoying, but heâs not necessarily helpful, either. Heâs not even watching the spaceship anymore. Now heâs trying to make a flower crown out of dandelions.Â
âDoorâs opening on our side,â Robin says from the comms. âBut no oneâs coming out.âÂ
âAlright, good enough to try to get in,â Cassie decides. She turns to Phantom, whoâs closing off the circle of flowers. Beside him, Impulse has since pulled out a gameboy. âPhantom, go in invisibly through the open door and report back. Try to see what their plans are.âÂ
âOh, sure. One second.â Phantom finishes the crown and tries to put it on Bartâs head. It doesnât quite fit over his mane of hair, but Phantom shrugs and leaves it sitting there anyway before going invisible.Â
âMaybe I should shave my head again,â Bart says as his game character dies.Â
He gets a resounding no in response.Â
Half an hour later they have a very annoyed Green Lantern lecturing them about league jurisdiction and knowing when to call someone else.Â
Apparently, the alien ship was just stopping to complete some maintenance, and did not appreciate any spying on them, and especially did not appreciate who did it. Green Lantern was more than happy to explain that Wonder Girlâs team is not really a part of the Justice League and he can help with their maintenance. They denied his help and left to find a place with less people in it.Â
â-and you!â Green Lantern rounds on Phantom next, but Cassie knows none of them are really listening. Sure, they messed up by freaking out the visiting aliens, and yeah maybe they should have contacted the league about it, but theyâve dealt with stuff worse than this! Itâs not Cassieâs fault she thought that this would have stuck to the formula.Â
âWho even are you?â Green Lantern runs a hand through his black hair, stupid green gauntlets shining in the sunlight. âDo I need to call your mentor?â He frowns. âOr do they know you mess up alien technology by just being around it?âÂ
Phantom scoffs and rolls his eyes. âHow was I supposed to know their tech would go all fuzzy when I came in?âÂ
âYou wouldnât have to know if you just stayed out of the spaceship!âÂ
âHey!â Cassie cuts in. âTechnically that was my call. Itâs not all on Phantom.â
âI still could've been more careful,â Phantom says to her, ignoring Green Lantern as they argue about blame.Â
âCut it out for a second, okay?â Green Lantern puts a hand between them and they stop to glare at him. He pulls the hand back. âLook, can I just talk to one of your adults about this?âÂ
Robin glares. âWe donât need an adult. We have this under control.â
âOnly because Iâm here now.âÂ
âIâll call my mentor,â Phantom says. Kon opens his mouth, most likely to offer to call Superman instead in hopes of a lighter sentence, but Bart covers his mouth, smiling like he knows something Cassie doesnât. Tim and Anita share a look, and donât intervene as Phantom pulls out a phone from his chest.Â
It rings once before itâs picked up. Cassie canât hear the other side of the conversation, but Konâs eyebrows scrunch in confusion. âHey, do you think you can pick me up? Green Lantern wants to talk to you.â Phantom looks Green Lantern up and down then says, âNo, this one doesnât have a cape.â
Phantom says goodbye after rattling off their coordinates, hangs up, and stares at Green Lantern in silence for a few seconds.Â
And then a swirling mass of black seeps into the space next to Phantom. The end of a cane steps out of it, followed by a leg, then the rest of the immaculately dressed man holding the handle of the cane thatâs shaped like a birdâs head.Â
âPhantom,â The man says. His voice drips with condescension in only a way a british accent can, yet Phantom smiles up at him. The shadowy portal behind him disappears. âWhat, exactly, happened?â
âThatâs the fucking Shade,â Anita hisses to Robin, who shrugs noncommittedly at her. Green Lantern seems to recognise him too, taking a step back and clenching his hand that holds his ring.Â
âWell, the team and I were staking out this spaceshipâsuper cool, by the wayâand I went inside to check it out, but my presence messed with their techâwhich was an accidentâand they freaked out, so I freaked out, and then we kinda got into a little fight until Green Lantern came to mediate.â
âHm. Is that right?â The Shade asks Green Lantern, who nods slowly, still anticipating an attack. âIt seems like the problemâs fixed, then.â
âWell, yes, butââ
âAnd it does seem about time for these kids to get home, doesn't it?â The Shade pulls out an actual pocket watch, chain and all, from his suit pocket and takes his time in checking it. âIâll see them home.âÂ
Shadows grow from behind the team, swirling until they become a giant, gaping maw that swallows them up and spits them out in a different forest, or maybe just a different part of the same forest.Â
Either way, Cassie has to take a moment to make sure she doesnât throw up from the sudden vertigo the shadow portal caused.Â
The Shade looks at Phantom, and raises an eyebrow. âYou canât expect me to always bail you out.âÂ
Phantom shrugs, looking guilty. âI know. Thanks, Richard.â
Oh, so thatâs who Richard is. Annoyingly, neither Tim or Bart look surprised by this revelation.
#dp x dc#dc x dp#dp x dc crossover#this post was brought to you by me recently finishing starman 1994#which i totally recommend it was rlly good and im happy i was able to read the physical version because there are some double page spreads#that were beautiful and i just know the online ver would've butchered#this is also part of my put danny in opal agenda!!#come on guys!! partially if not all powered by cosmic energy#missing heroes other than like benetti and the shade as far as i know#and used to have a ghostly curse on it!!! perfect place#also it's no-pulse coded because im still rotating them in my head like a microwave#the gl is supposed to b Kyle but sry if he's off i only know him from his appearances in yj and hitman#and i tried to do a read more thingy because it got long i hope it works
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atsumu miya is a menace.
and the heartthrob of campus.
and the heartthrob you were never interested in â even after every one of your friends were begging for a chance with him.
you hated him â hate is a strong word, maybe. but you were never interested in him.
you didn;t find anything to be interested in after all.
he was cocky and arrogant and way too full of himself, but he had the looks, so that counts for every girl dying to be with him.
but the one thing about miya atsumu, is that he didnât do love, or long term.
he was too focused on volleyball and his career, best anyone could ever have with him is the morning after.
every girl chased after him, chased after a chance to get tangled up in his sheets and feel his skin against theirs.
every girl, except for you.
and that pissed atsumu off.
why didnât you swoon at him like every other girl did? He knew he was handsome and gosh you were so pretty too, heâd want to have you and âÂ
no no, youâre the one thatâs supposed to chase after him, why arenât you chasing after him?
and yet, atsumu approaches you with two drinks in hand at a college party.
âhey,â he says in what he thinks is a smooth tune, offering you the drink in his hand.
you frown at him and atsumu is taken aback â heâs never had someone stare it him with so much disgust on their face, did he smell bad or something?
âhi,â you say back, clearly unamused, you donât take the drink from his hand either, âcan i help you with something?â
atsumuâs ego is crushed.
âyou seem lonely,â he says, again in what he thinks is a smooth manner, and yet again heâs met with your weirded out/disgusted expression.
âi am not, thank you for your concern though,â you say, turning away from him just as a dance song starts to play â people cheer and grab their partners for a dance.
âhey!â atsumu calls out, âdonât you wanna dance?â
you mentally grimace â why was he so persistent?
you turn around with a strained smile on your face, âno, iâm good, thank you.â
you quickly rush out of his line of sight and atsumu is stunned.
miya atsumu did not chase, but for you? oh, heâs determined for it.
#i have no idea what this is lmao#haikyuu#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu drabbles#haikyuu scenarios#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu x reader#miya atsumu#atsumu headcanons#atsumu drabbles#atsumu scenarios#atsumu fluff#atsumu x reader
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I feel like disappointment in Biden is baffling to me because he was always a disappointment. He was the asshole who got to ride to power on the coattails of a better man. He told bizarre and repeated lies (despite getting caught at it and his team telling him not to) about having a Welsh coal miner dad when he did not and he stole that story from actual Welsh people. I read a profile of him years back that pointed this out and told the story of the time he straight up ignored good advice from an expert not to plant a certain kind of tree too close together and flew a bunch of them out to plant, at night because he was just too fucking excited about it, and they all died. Heâs not a smart man! Heâs charismatic ish and lacks principles and as far as I can tell doesnât really care about abortion rights or a lot of things weâd consider pretty critical to preserving freedom. I sincerely thought he couldnât become President because there were so many obviously better candidates in the pool. I underestimated the sexism and antisemitism in American politics, and when he became the candidate in 2020 I gritted my teeth and voted for him because the alternative was a man who is not only an idiot but also profoundly dangerous. Trump is not ha-ha crazy, heâs Mussolini crazy. He is not dangerous because heâs stupid, although that doesnât help; heâs dangerous because he does not care about anyone except himself under any circumstances and if that means he lets the far right push us straight into forced birth for white women and sterilization for women of color heâs going to do that. If that means conversion therapy for queers and death penalty for homosexual acts heâs going to do that. He has literally no limits. If he gets back into power, a whole lot of people are going to die, again. Itâs not a hypothetical because it happened the first time and heâs only going to get worse.
I am not, never have been, and never will be a fan of Biden. To pretend that he and Trump are in any way equivalent is wrong at best and another goddamn Russian psy-op at worst. To pretend that a third party candidacy is viable in the US is to completely ignore every election of your lifetime and your parentsâ lifetimes, and to further ignore the lesson of Ross Perot.
You cannot save Palestinians by not voting for Biden in November; the best you can do is chip away at his margin, and the worst you can do is see Trump elected so he can decide to do the worst possible thing in ever circumstance. Biden has Palestinian blood on his hands and watching this when we could have had Bernie or Elizabeth Warren instead is maddening. (I would have preferred Hillary to Trump, but I donât think sheâd be any different than Biden here. Theyâre both old-school politicians.)
I hate everything about this, and I hate that saying âmaybe donât put the man who literally said he would kill his political enemies in powerâ is seen as supporting genocide. Itâs acknowledging reality. Joe Biden as a person can eat rocks for all I care. I was kind of hoping heâd die sooner in his term so weâd have time to get used to and then vote for President Harris. (Remember when the line was âsheâs a cop, donât vote for herâ? Funny how thereâs always a reason not to vote for a woman or a person of color or someone you just âdonât likeâ and canât put a finger on why except she âseems angry.â Oh does she. How would she not? When Michelle fucking Obama, the picture of grace , STILL got called angry for having the nerve to be a Black woman with an opinion? When Hillary Clinton lost to a man with no political experience to her decades and who openly discussed sexually assaulting women? Would you have voted for President Harris? Or would you let Trump win again because you donât LIKE her personally and sheâs made decisions and statements you disagree with?)
Biden has both less power than his critics give him credit for and more power than his fans give him credit for. He needs to do more to pressure Israel and although itâs a delicate diplomatic situation Iâd rather see us fuck up our diplomatic relationship with Israel than watch more Palestinians get murdered for things like âwanting to eatâ and âexisting.â The line has been crossed, and he doesnât see it. Because he wasnât the best person for the job. Because they didnât get elected, because of sexism/antisemitism/racism. Hell, I have no idea what bootlicker Pete Buttegieg would have done here, but Iâd have given him a try. But no. We got Biden and weâre stuck with this reality where you can be as leftist as you want and still have to look at the situation and decide whether youâre comfortable contributing to a Trump victory through inaction. I want socialismâI want every single person on Earth to have clean drinking water, enough safe food, shelter, medical care, and educationâand Iâm going to vote for Biden, pissy as it makes me, because the only actual alternative is so, so much worse, for me personally as both a woman and a queer, and for everyone in America and the rest of the world who Trump would find reasons to hurt. What do you think the man who openly and repeatedly praises dictators is going to do when those dictators massacre their own people? Yes, we need to care about this genocide now. We also need to care about all of the other people who are at real risk, both at home and abroad. Would a Trump government agree to fund military intervention in Haiti without insisting on it being a colonial exercise in power? Would a Trump government roll back the restrictions on discriminating against transgender patients in healthcare? How would Trump respond if Orban started dragging people into the streets and shooting them en masse? How would Trump respond if China finally went for it and invaded Taiwan? There are more lives at stake here than mine or yours or even those of the Palestinians, who have deserved better for literally decades and are being mass killed in ways that should result in immediate sanctions, a war crimes trial, and the execution of Netanyahu.
The world deserves better from you than complicity in a Trump victory.
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pairing: Miguel O'Hara x reader summary: You come back from a mission with a tear in your suit. Miguel's reaction to what he sees underneath surprises you in the best way. tags / warnings: smut (minors do not interact!), p in v, fem reader, sassy spider-reader word count: 2.3k
You were coming back from a successful mission. Anomaly eliminated. No casualties. Well, except your spider-suit. An annoyingly claw-y bad guy had swiped at you from behind, and even though youâd just managed to dodge his attack, heâd nicked your suit and sliced a long strip of it down your side, from your back all the way down to the top of your thigh. Half your ass cheek was exposed, but you were so exhausted it was beyond you to care. Youâd be suit-free and in bed soon enough. You just had to report in to Miguel first. Heâd ordered you to because this had been a âpotentially significant anomaly.â There seemed to be more and more of those recently. And he seemed to be assigning them mostly to you. You didnât know of any other spiders that had to report to him personally after missions so often.Â
You could feel the cold on your lower back as you walked up to his HQ platform, it slowly descending in front of you. You hop up as soon as itâs low enough, wasting no time. Miguelâs back is to you as he watches what seems like a million screens at once.
âMission successful, spider-boss.â âDonât call me that.â You knew he hated that nickname. Thatâs why you kept using it.Â
âYou prefer spider-captain? Spider-chief? Oooh maybe spider-king? No, that doesnât sound right. Arenât spiders more matriarchal anyway? You could be spider-queen if you want. Has a bit of a bite to it.â âY/N,â he deadpans. âHm?â âShut up.â âYes, sir, spider-queen!âÂ
He finally turns around to look at you, exasperation all over his chiseled features. You catch the end of his eye roll. Knowing engaging will only get more out of you, he opts to go straight to business. âYou eliminated the anomaly?â âYup.â
âCleaned up the contamination afterward?â âLike the top-class interdimensional janitor that I am.â
âAnything unusual?â âWell, there was this big scary dude with giant claws that was only ever black and white when the rest of the world was especially colorful. Soo that was weird.â âI mean other than the exact reason I sent you there in the first place.â He runs his hand over his face, the other on his hip, looking sassier than he probably intended. âOh! Then no.âÂ
You come over to his desk, leaning on it.
âAnd youâre alright? No injuries or anything?â In the back of your mind, you notice his voice softening as he asks you this.Â
âIâm good. More than I can say for my suit though,â you laugh. You lift from the desk, turning slightly, twisting to look at the tear, exposing it to Miguel. âWhyâs it called âtearing someone a new one,â huh? Doesnât make any sense. I need a new one specifically because this oneâs torn.âÂ
You donât expect him to respond to your stupid question, but when you look up at Miguel, the look on his face is more than unexpected. His eyebrows are shot up, his mouth the slightest bit ajar, his eyes fixed intently on your exposed ass.Â
For once, you have no idea what to say. Why was he looking at you like that? Were you in trouble? Just because this was a bit inappropriate? I mean, câmon, you were all spider-people; youâd all had your fair share of injuries that needed patching up and the like. It felt like a big sports team: bodies rendered just bodies by the heat of battle. Of course, youâd never admit to anyone out loud that while that was true for all the other spiders in your eyes, Miguel was the sole exception. His body could never be just a body. It was too imposing⊠too striking⊠too beautiful. You caught yourself staring at him much more often than you liked. Always talked incessantly when he was around to keep yourself distracted and from looking like an idiot. Well, you still looked like an idiot after everything you said, but you were an idiot on your own terms, usually getting some laughs while you were at it.Â
âMiguel?â You come up with nothing else.Â
Your voice snaps him out of his trance. His eyes shoot up to your face, and he looks â what is that? youâd never seen that look on Miguel OâHara⊠was it⊠flustered?
âUm, yes, uh, right. Your suit,â heâs looking around at his screens again, trying to look busy but you can tell his gaze isnât actually taking in any of the images. âWeâll get you a new one.âÂ
The tension lessened and, more importantly, his eyes no longer on you give you back a bit of your confidence.Â
âYou in charge of tailoring too? You really gotta learn to delegate, spider-boss.â He doesnât say anything. Not even with you specifically trying to push his buttons with the nickname. âOkayyâŠâ you elongate. âSo, can I go now?â
He just grunts, not sparing another look toward you.
You start walking back across the platform but remember a detail of the mission you had wanted to tell him before making it too far.Â
âOh, there was this thing with my watch ââ you start, but all words get caught in your throat when you see Miguel as you turn back toward him. Heâs staring at you like a viscous predator just about to pounce. His chin is down but his eyes are on you, even darker than usual and penetrating. You can tell by the rise and fall of his ridiculously broad chest that his breathing is a bit labored. Heâd clearly been looking lower than your face level, as his eyes shoot up to yours when you look at him.
Neither of you say anything for what feels like the longest, heaviest moment of your life so far. Then, in what feels like the quickest, heâs closed the distance between you, coming to a stop just in front of you, closer than heâs ever been to you before.
Heâs towering over you. Any movement forward at all and youâd be touching. Youâre sure he can feel your heavy breathing as you look up at him. You can feel his. Â
He looks like he wants to murder you. But Miguel OâHara has a way of encoding all emotions into shades of anger and aggression. And youâve watched him closely enough for long enough to sometimes think you have an idea of what lies beneath. You havenât cracked it completely, but you certainly see shades of gray where others see black and white.Â
The stakes have never been quite this high for your getting it wrong, but hoping beyond hope that you know what he actually wants, you push your face the fraction of a distance to his, crashing your lips together.Â
From the moment they graze, his hands are on you, groping your exposed ass with one, pulling you into him with the other. He devours your mouth, so feral you even worry for a split second about his fangs coming out. Youâre so consumed by him you probably wouldnât mind if they did.
Not breaking apart from you, Miguel takes the few steps back to his desk, dragging you with him. When the backs of his thighs come up to the desk, he flips you around so that youâre pushed up against it. Youâre caged between it and his broad body as his hands continue exploring your body, his tongue continues exploring your mouth.Â
At this point you can feel the huge bulge between his legs pressing against you, his spider-suit doing nothing to hide it, doing little to separate you from it.Â
When his mouth leaves yours, dragging hungrily down to your jaw and neck, you whine his name. He groans in response, and you feel the vibrations where your chests are flush.
Taking the opportunity to do something youâd often dreamed of, you lift your hand and run it through his thick hair. His moans get louder, and you take it as a sign scratch and tug harder.Â
You know you didnât pull strongly enough to move him if he didnât want to be moved, but he pops off from where heâs sucking on your neck and looks into your eyes. He gives you a harsh kiss then says simply, âTurn around.â You do. He bends you over his desk.
You feel his hands on your hips first then they squeeze your ass hard. He slaps your exposed cheek, and you jump at the sudden sensation.Â
âTell me if Iâm too rough,â he says, voice low.Â
You nod and confess, âI want it rough, Miguel. Please.â âFuuck, chula. You drive me crazy.â You just whimper in response.Â
He spanks you again then tears your suit further, exposing your entire ass and your by now soaked cunt. âYou walk in here with half your ass out like itâs nothing. Like you can show me what I spend my nights imagining and expect me not to do anything about it.â He slaps your other ass cheek. âYouâre soaked, mami. You wanted this as badly as I did?â You nod desperately. âTell me what you wanted.â âFuck, Miguel. You. I wanted you.âÂ
âYou want me to fuck you?â You can already feel him messing with his suit.Â
âYes, fuck, please; please fuck me.â When the head of his cock touches your cunt, your entire body shudders with anticipation. He pushes in forcefully, your wetness enough for him to start sliding in. But heâs big. Really big. As he keeps pushing, you feel a bit of a sting. When he hears you hiss, he slows his entrance but doesnât stop entirely. âRelax, nena,â he coos. His hands massage your hips. âBreathe, baby.â You take a long inhale, and by the time youâre exhaling, you feel him finally bottom out. âEso, mi amor. Just like that. Fuck, you feel incredible.â âMigueel,â you whine. âYeah, baby, I got you.â His hands tighten on your hips as he slowly drags his cock back out until only his tip is inside. Youâd never felt so empty. Then he pushes back in, faster than the first time. And again. And again.Â
Miguelâs pace quickens probably a bit faster than youâre ready for, but you love the intensity of the sensations. You love the feeling of him deep inside you, of him desperate to be deeper. You start rocking back in time with his thrusts, slamming your ass onto him.Â
âFuuuck.â His voice is gravel. One of his powerful hands comes to your shoulder to help pull and push you at his now brutal rhythm. He fucks you with a stamina only possible for a superhuman. Youâre sure you wouldnât be able to take it if you werenât one yourself.
The large room echoes your slapping skin, your yells and moans as he spears into you repeatedly.
Your thighs tighten as you start nearing your climax. Your cunt starts squeezing tighter. âFuck, fuck, eso, nena, eso,â he chants, getting even rougher. His praises start sounding strangled, and you know heâs close too.Â
âCum with me, Miguel,â you beg desperately. He groans animalistically at your words, giving you a strangled affirmative moan and pushing his pace to what you imagine is his limit.Â
âCâmon, baby, cum for me, cum for me,â he urges. Itâs easy to let go with how hard heâs fucking you. You canât really feel the rest of your body except for a hot heaviness. All you feel is where youâre connected and how every thrust sends pure pleasure coursing through you.Â
Youâre orgasming a second later, and to the feeling of your clenching cunt and the sound of your euphoric screams, Miguel comes right after.Â
Youâre unable to keep up your movements, too spent and too blissed out, but he keeps thrusting, albeit slower, until youâve both rode out the hardest orgasms of your life. Then and only then does he still, still inside you, and collapse onto your back. His broad torso covers you completely, warming you despite how sweaty you are now.
His labored breathing on the back of your neck tickles, sending a shiver down your body. He chuckles and peppers kisses on your neck and shoulder, pulling your suit down to kiss at more skin.Â
He eventually lifts himself up; you were never going to push him off, thatâs certain. You could spend forever under him, wrapped up in him.Â
His strong hands lift your especially malleable body, turning you to face him and helping support you as you lean back on the desk.Â
When your eyes meet, Miguel smiles at you. It stops your rapidly beating heart.Â
One arm around you, his other hand pushes sweaty hair off your face then lingers there, caressing.Â
âYou okay?â he asks, voice softer than youâve ever heard it. You just nod. He laughs. âWhat?â you giggle. âSo thatâs what it takes to make you stop talking, huh?â âShut up!â you tsk, shoving his wall of a chest. He doesnât budge at all, just catches your hand in his, bringing it to his face and kissing it. His lips linger over the skin of your fingers, the back of your hand. You trace them lightly, and they shift into a subtle grin.Â
As you look into his big brown eyes, youâre pretty sure you know what this ever-thinning shade of serious is covering.
âMiguel?âÂ
âHm?â He pecks your hand again.Â
âAll those missions⊠they werenât âpotentially significantâ were they?âÂ
He lowers your hand but keeps it in his. His gaze follows your hands down, looking away briefly, but heâs looking into your eyes again when he shakes his head ever so subtly. You hum in understanding. He just needed to make sure you were okay after.
After a beat, you whisper, âCan we stop pretending?â âThat the missions are special?â âThat what we feel for each other isnâtâŠâÂ
âAh.â He looks torn. You know he thinks itâs dangerous, know he feels the weight of literally the entire universe on his very broad shoulders. You lean up and kiss him gently.Â
âWe can figure it out,â you whisper against his lips. His nose brushes yours as he nods then kisses you again.Â
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Iâve decided that from here forward Iâm writing Tommy and Buck/Evan as long term canon. In the words of Buck himself âWho cares?!â
I get the feeling that Tommy is difficult to get really angry. Mostly based on his past. And his general roll with the punches attitude thus far. So I donât foresee a lot of strife or fighting in his future with Buck. Except the first time Tommy experiences the after of that big marshmallow Evan Buckley doing something really dangerous and reckless..again.
And Tommy who never gets angry, who never shouts at Buck, who flew a helicopter into a goddamn hurricane in the middle of the ocean, really loses his shit this time because Buck cannot understand why Tommy is so upset that he dropped into a dangerous situation against orders AGAIN.
Tommy pinches the bridge of his nose to keep from shouting âBobby told you not to go in. He told you not to risk it. That the floors were too unstableâ
âThere could have been someone leftâ Buck replies âSomeone needed to check. It had to be meâ
âWhy? Because youâre fucking super human? The great Buck Buckley from the 118 who scoffs at danger, has survived a tsunami, getting trapped beneath a fire truck, throwing a blood clot, and was officially dead for three minutes after getting struck by FUCKING LIGHTNING!â
âHow do you know about all of that?â
âThat isnât what mattersâ
âI think it isâ Buck takes a step toward Tommy âHave you been stalking me babe?â
Noticing the mischievous smile Tommy shakes his head âOh no no no. You are not going to adorable your way out of thisâ
Bucks shoulders sag and he sighs âIâm ok Tommy. Not even a scratchâ
âI can see thatâ Tommy lets out a deep exhale âI understand the risks of the job. Iâm not like your exes who would get all distraught over you removing a cat from a tree. But for fucks sake, you are worse than the EOD guys when I was in Afghanistan with the walking - or in your case running or jumping- right into the worst case scenario with no thought of your own safetyâ Rubbing his forehead he continues âEvan. Youâve got a savior complex and itâs noble and selfless..â
Buck cuts him off âItâs not a savior complex. Iâm not stupid. I understand that sometimes no matter what you do you canât save them. But sometimes maybe you can, and in those cases, I just make the most senseâ
Tommy crosses his arms to keep from strangling him or kissing him stupid again to shut him up âHow is that? How does you possibly dying make any sense?â
âThey all have people that need them. They all have someone they belong to and..â he trails off with a small shrug
And Tommy hears the words he doesnât say. He isâŠexpendable. And just like that all of the anger drains out of Tommy to be replaced by a something else. âEvanâ he says softly.
âI knowâ Buck interjects âI know that people love me and they would be sad, especially Maddie. And I donât want to die. But I donât want someone who has someone they need, and that needs them, to die either. I couldnât live with thatâ
Tommy closes his eyes. This man..How can he be so adorable and selfless, yet so completely stubborn and a pain in the ass about his own safety?
Once he calms his thoughts and finds the words he wants to say, he opens his eyes to see Evan looking at him calmly. Like he expects Tommy to see the sense in what he said.
âEvan. I know we havenât really put a label on this. On us. But thatâs because I donât want to pressure you. Iâm the first man youâve been with and youâre still figuring out who you are, and I understand that. But let me clarify something for you. I need you to come back to me. Ok?â
Buck blinks âHuhâ
âI need you to come back to meâ he repeats âLike Bobby needs Athena, and Karen needs Hen, and yes like Maddie needs Chimney.
âAnd Jee-un. Jee-yun needs her dadâ
âYes, and in that same vein, Christopher needs Eddieâ he agrees, trying not to give in to his exasperation. âI need you. I am that person who needs you to come home Evanâ
Evan stops whatever he was about to say. Startled awareness creeping into his eyes..Tommy sees a mix of emotions flit across his face. Surprise, joy, fear, everything just races across that expressive face and then Evan sinks onto the barstool at his kitchen island. His hands coming up to cover his face.
Tommyâs stomach clenchâs. He pushed too hard, too soon âIâm sorry. I shouldnât have said that. I do care and want you to come home but..â
Buck looks up at him âDonât you dare take that backâ
âIâm not taking it back. I just donât want to push youâ
Something else crosses Evans face at that..but he tugged at his bottom lip with his teeth. âYou arenât pushing. You arenât pressuring me. I am in this just as much as you. I just donât know how to say what I want to say without it sounding lame and emo as shitâ
âDid you just hear me? You can say anything to me Evan. Whatever it isâ
Buck rolls his bottom lip between his teeth again. âIâve never questioned why I do thisâŠI mean itâs the whole reason I was born. To save my brother. To save Daniel. Thatâs what I do, thatâs who I am. Itâs why I became a firefighter. To be the one who saves people. The 118 is my family. And I would do anything to protect them from harmâ
âIâm not asking you to stop. I would never ask that. I just want to remind you that you matter to a lot of people, and you also have someone who is waiting for youâ
Bucks voice is thick âI know that. I get that. ButâŠNobody has ever. I have never belonged to anyone, like thatâ
In a sense of deja vu Tommy closes the short distance to Buck. Tipping his face up, he kisses him. Not soft and gentle like their first kiss in this kitchen. But bold and deep. Branding Evan with his mouth. Pulling back he says fiercely âYou belong to me like that. For as long as you want..you belong to me and I belong to you, like thatâ
âI will ALWAYS need you to come back to me Evanâ
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#yes I called him both Evan and Buck#it makes situational sense in my head canon#yes this idea was part of my 3k word barf#but Iâm breaking it up into bits#911 abc#evan buckley#tommy kinard#buck x tommy#evan x tommy#911 spoilers#bucktommy#kinley#this ship will be canon goddamn it#wrote this on my phone#tevan
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Punishment
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Paring: Sub!Camboy!Jungwon x Dom!Reader
Genre: smut
Summary: Y/n discovers Jungwon preparing for a camboy session, surrounded by adult toys and wearing a collar. She confronts him playfully, revealing she knows his secret and hinting at a shared experience.
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A/n: I'm considering creating more fics like this if you want me to. Also, I am currently working on some requests. Requests are still open; it might just take a while.
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Y/n always had a knack for making an entrance. She'd saunter into a room with the confidence of a lioness surveying her pride, and today was no exception. Jungwon's apartment, however, was uncharacteristically still. The usually warm, welcoming space was filled with an eerie silence that made Y/n's skin crawl. She called out his name, expecting the usual greeting or the distant sound of a shower running, but all she heard was the faint hum of the computer in the bedroom.
Her heart racing, she pushed the door open to find Jungwon sprawled on the bed, surrounded by a sea of dildos and vibrators. He was in the middle of setting up for his live cam show, dressed in nothing but a pair of skimpy lace panties and a collar that glinted in the dim light. Y/n's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. But as the reality set in, a smirk curled on her lips. Jungwon's secret life as a camboy was about to become their little shared secret.
"Well, well, well," she purred, crossing her arms over her chest. "Look what we have here."
Jungwon's eyes shot up from his task, wide with a mix of fear and arousal. He knew he was in trouble, and his cheeks flushed as he scrambled to cover himself with a pillow. "Y/n baby," he stuttered. "I can explain."
But Y/n was already striding over to the bed, a glint of mischief in her eyes. She grabbed the leather whip off the bedside table, the same one he had used on her countless times before. "Oh, I think I can guess," she said, her voice low and sultry. "You've been a very bad boy, Jungwon."
Her hand came down with a sharp crack across his thigh, and Jungwon yelped, his body jolting. The sound was deliciously satisfying, and Y/n felt a thrill of power course through her. She leaned down, her face inches from his, and whispered, "You're going to show everyone what happens to naughty little camboys who don't tell their mommies about their side hustles."
Jungwon's eyes searched hers, a silent plea for mercy, but she only grinned. "You're going to be the star of the show tonight, baby," she said, stroking the whip along his body. "And I'm going to make sure everyone sees just how much of a slut you are."
With that, she turned on the webcam and the room filled with the eager chatter of his online audience. Y/n didn't miss a beat, slipping into a pair of red, lace lingerie she found in his drawer. She knew he liked it when she played the part of a stern dom, so she leaned into it, her voice firm and commanding. "Look at all these people waiting to see how a bad boy gets punished," she said, her hand tracing the line of his jaw. "They're all so curious, aren't they?"
Jungwon nodded, his voice shaky. "Y-yes, Mommy," he murmured, his eyes darting to the screen and back to her.
Y/n felt a thrill at the sound of the word "Mommy" on his lips. It was a term they'd played with before in their private kinks, but the fact that he was saying it now, in this context, was exhilarating. She knew it would drive his fans wild, and she had every intention of using that to her advantage. She lubed up the strap-on dildo with a wicked smile, watching Jungwon's eyes widen in anticipation and a hint of fear.
"You're going to beg for it," she told him, her voice low and sultry. "You're going to apologize to everyone for being such a naughty boy, and then you're going to show them just how much you enjoy your punishment."
Jungwon swallowed hard, his throat dry with nerves. He had never been outed like this before, never been caught in the act by someone he cared about. But there was something about the way Y/n's eyes gleamed with excitement that made his cock throb in his panties. He felt the cold metal of the vibrating cock ring being snapped around his erection, and he gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily.
"Look at him," Y/n said, addressing the camera. "He can't even wait to be punished."
The chatter in the chat grew more feverish as Jungwon's fans watched the scene unfold. Y/n knew they were eager to see their favorite camboy get what he deserved, and she was more than happy to oblige. She straddled him, the strap-on pressing against his ass. "You're going to apologize to all your little viewers," she ordered, her voice like silk. "Tell them how sorry you are for keeping secrets from Mommy."
Jungwon's eyes watered as he whispered, "I'm so sorry, Mommy. I'm a bad boy." His voice was a mix of genuine regret and the thrill of his newfound vulnerability. The camera picked up every tremor in his voice, and the audience lapped it up.
Y/n smirked, feeling the power dynamic shift heavily in her favor. She grabbed his chin and tilted his head up, forcing him to look into the camera. "Is that all you have to say?" she demanded, her tone a perfect blend of disappointment and dominance. Jungwon took a deep breath, his eyes glossy with lust. "I'm so sorry, Mommy! I'll be good! I'll do anything you say!"
The chat exploded with excitement, a cacophony of lewd comments and demands. Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph as she began to peg Jungwon. She thrust deep, watching his face contort with pleasure and pain. His body arched off the bed, his moans growing louder with each stroke. She tightened her grip on the leather whip, ready to use it if he didn't perform to her satisfaction.
"Look at this greedy slut," she said, her voice carrying over the sound of his gasps. "He loves being filled up, doesn't he?" Jungwon could only nod, his eyes rolling back in his head as she hit just the right spot. The vibrating cock ring around his shaft sent waves of pleasure through him, making his entire body quiver.
The chat was alight with comments, eager viewers urging Y/n to go harder, to make him scream. She reveled in the power, her movements becoming more forceful. Each thrust was punctuated with a snap of the whip, leaving red lines across Jungwon's pale skin. He squirmed and writhed beneath her, his desperate pleas for release echoing through the room.
"Not yet," she purred, her own arousal growing with every second. "First, you need to show Mommy how much you can take."
Jungwon's eyes snapped open, and he gritted his teeth as she yanked on the chain attached to his collar, forcing him to look into the camera. His cheeks were flushed, his hair a sweaty mess, and his eyes were glazed over with desire. The strap-on filled him completely, stretching him in a way that made him feel both used and utterly adored. He knew he was putting on a show for his viewers, but all he could focus on was the pleasure Y/n was giving him, the way she was dominating him so completely.
"Such a good boy," she cooed, her hand reaching down to squeeze his cock, the vibrations from the ring sending shockwaves through his body. "Now tell them how much you want to cum for Mommy."
Jungwon's voice was strained, his words barely coherent. "I-I wanna to c-um s'badly, Mommy~," he whimpered, his eyes never leaving hers. "P..ase, let me c-cum."
Y/n chuckled, the sound as dark and seductive as the room's shadows. "Only if you can make Mommy cum first," she said, her eyes gleaming with challenge. She pulled out the strap-on, watching Jungwon's hole quiver with need. He nodded frantically, his breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
Y/n straddled Jungwon's face, her own pussy wet with excitement. She could feel the heat of his breath on her, and she knew he was eager to taste her. "Eat me out," she ordered, her voice thick with desire. "Make me cum, and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you have your little reward."
Jungwon didn't need any further encouragement. He buried his face between her legs, his tongue darting out to tease her clit. Y/n moaned, her hands fisting in his hair as he worked his magic. He knew exactly what she liked, and he wasn't going to hold back now. The camera captured every moment, the sight of Jungwon's eager mouth on her pussy sending the chat into a frenzy. His fans watched, enraptured, as he licked and sucked, his tongue swirling around her sensitive bud.
Y/n's hips began to rock, her body moving in rhythm with Jungwon's mouth. She could feel the tension building, her orgasm approaching like a freight train. Her eyes remained locked on the camera, a smug smile playing on her lips. She knew she had him right where she wanted him, and she was going to enjoy every second of it. "fff-fuck yes baby," she breathed, her voice tight with pleasure. "J-ust like that, baby."
Jungwon's eyes fluttered closed as he focused on his task, his tongue delving deeper into her wetness. He could feel his own cock straining against the ring, the vibrations almost too much to handle. But he was determined to make her cum first. His tongue flicked and danced, tracing the folds of her sex with a practiced ease.
Y/n's moans grew louder, her body tensing above him. She leaned back, her breasts bouncing as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Jungwon's hands gripped Y/n's thighs, his face a mask of concentration as he worked tirelessly to please her. His own need was a constant throb, the vibrations from the ring making his balls ache. But he knew his place; he was here to serve, to be her good little boy.
Finally, with a guttural cry, Y/n squirted, her juices coating Jungwon's face. She collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving as she looked down at him, her eyes hooded with satisfaction. Jungwon lapped at her thighs, his eyes pleading for his own release. "Good boy," she murmured, a hint of pride in her voice. "You've earned your reward."
With a swift motion, Y/n climbed off Jungwon, her legs wobbly with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She grabbed the cock ring and tugged it off, tossing it aside. Jungwon's cock sprang free, hard and desperate for release. "You did so well," she said, her voice softer now. "You really are the best little slut for Mommy."
Her hand wrapped around his shaft, her grip firm and sure. Jungwon moaned, his hips bucking up to meet her touch. The sensation was overwhelming after the constant vibration, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. Y/n leaned in, her lips pressing sloppily against his in a kiss that was as much about claiming him as it was about showing their connection to the audience. She tasted faintly of herself, a musky sweetness that made Jungwon's toes curl.
Their kiss grew more urgent as she stroked him, her thumb swiping over the head of his cock in a deliciously torturous pattern. Jungwon's breath hitched, and he could feel the beginnings of his climax building. The chat was a blur of words, their fans lost in the performance. But all Jungwon could focus on was Y/n, her eyes locked on his, her hand working him closer and closer to the precipice.
"Ask them what they want to see," she murmured against his lips, her voice a seductive whisper. Jungwon's heart raced as he turned to the camera, his voice thick with arousal. "W-hat do you wa-nt Mommy to do to M..e?"
The chat exploded with suggestions, each more depraved than the last. Y/n's eyes danced with excitement as she read through them, her hand never stopping its steady rhythm on Jungwon's cock. "Looks like my little slut has quite the fan club," she said, her voice filled with amusement.
"P-please, Mommy," Jungwon begged, his voice breaking. "I n-need to c-cum."
Y/n's eyes narrowed, a smirk playing on her lips as she considered the options presented by the eager viewers. "Looks like you've been a very popular boy," she said, her thumb teasing the slit of his cock. "They want to see you squirt all over yourself like the little whore you are."
Jungwon's eyes rolled back, his body on the brink. "I-I'll do it," he panted. "A-anything, just let me cum."
Y/n's smirk grew into a full-blown smile. She knew she had him. She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear. "Tell them," she whispered. "Tell them how much you want to cum for Mommy."
Jungwon's voice was shaky as he spoke to the camera. "P-please, everyone," he stuttered. "I w-want to c-cum so badly for Mommy." The words were barely out of his mouth before Y/n's hand sped up, her grip tightening. Jungwon's body was a symphony of sensation, his muscles tensing and releasing as he neared climax.
The room was thick with tension as Y/n worked him closer and closer. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, mingling with the faint scent of leather from the whip that lay discarded on the bed. Jungwon's eyes squeezed shut, his hips jerking upwards as he chased his release. The sound of the chat had become a distant buzz, their words fading into the background as he focused solely on the pleasure Y/n was giving him.
"Look at me," she demanded, her voice firm. Jungwon's eyes snapped open, meeting hers. There was something in her gaze that was both terrifying and exhilarating, a mix of love and dominance that had him trembling with need. "Tell me you're going to cum for Mommy."
"I'm g-going to cum," he whimpered, his voice a desperate plea. "P-please, let me cum."
Y/n leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his chest as she whispered, "Do it for Mommy."
With a strangled cry, Jungwon came hard, his cum spurting onto his stomach and chest in thick ropes. The camera caught every drop, his fans watching in awe as he trembled and squirmed beneath her touch. Y/n chuckled, her hand still moving slowly on his over-sensitive cock. She knew he was spent, his body a mess of nerves and pleasure, but she wasn't quite done with him yet.
"Such a good boy," she murmured, her voice a sweet caress in the otherwise raunchy atmosphere. She leaned down to lick a bead of cum from his chest, savoring the salty taste of his release. Jungwon's body was a symphony of sensation, his muscles still quivering from the intensity of his orgasm. He panted, his eyes fluttering closed as she kissed him gently.
"Thank you, Mommy," he whispered, his voice a hoarse whisper. Y/n couldn't help but smile at his obedience. She climbed off the bed, her own arousal still simmering just beneath the surface. "Don't go anywhere," she told him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We're not done yet."
Jungwon watched as she grabbed the leather whip again, his heart racing with anticipation. He knew she had more in store for him, and the thought both thrilled and terrified him. Y/n strutted back to the bed, the whip crackling in the air as she approached. She looked like a goddess of desire, her lingerie clinging to her curves and her hair a wild mess from their earlier exertions.
"You've been such a good boy," she said, her voice filled with warmth. "But now, it's time for your final punishment." She held up the whip, and Jungwon's cock twitched in response. "You're going to count for me, baby," she instructed, her tone firm. "Every stroke, you're going to count, and you're going to thank me for each one."
Jungwon nodded, his breath shallow. He knew this was it, the grand finale of their little performance. He braced himself as the whip made contact with his already sensitive skin, the sting making him gasp. "One," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.
Y/n's strokes grew stronger, painting a picture of red on Jungwon's ass. Each crack of the whip was met with a muffled cry and a whispered "Thank you, Mommy." His body danced with the pain, his legs shaking as he fought to stay in position for her. The room was alive with the sound of their play, the whip echoing through the speakers and into the ears of his devoted fans.
Jungwon's eyes watered, but he didn't dare break the gaze he held with Y/n. He knew she could see the mix of agony and euphoria in his eyes, the way his body responded to her dominance. It was a heady feeling, one that made his cock throb even as the pain grew more intense. He felt her hand on his thigh, her grip reassuring as she guided him through each stroke.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jungwon reached the last number, his voice strained but obedient. "Ten, Mommy," he whimpered, his body sagging in relief. Y/n tossed the whip aside, her eyes still locked on his. "Good boy," she said, her voice soft and gentle. "You took your punishment like a champ."
Jungwon couldn't help the smile that graced his lips. He felt a strange sense of pride, knowing he had not only satisfied his Mommy but also his eager audience. His body was a canvas of desire, marked with the evidence of their game. He looked up at Y/n, his eyes pleading for the final act of their show.
Y/n leaned down, her breasts brushing against Jungwon's back as she whispered in his ear. "You've been such a good boy," she said, her breath warm and comforting. "Now, it's time for your reward."
Her hand reached back, her fingers finding his still-hard cock. Jungwon's eyes rolled back in his head as she began to stroke him again, her movements gentle this time. He knew she was in no rush, that she was savoring the moment just as much as he was. The tension in the room had shifted, the power dynamic no longer a game but a lived reality that bound them together.
Their kiss grew deeper, more intimate as she brought him back to the edge. Jungwon's breath hitched, his body taut with anticipation. He could feel the warmth of her pussy against his thigh, her own arousal clear as she ground against him. The camera captured every moment, their private world laid bare for the viewers to see.
With a final, desperate moan, Jungwon came again, his body spasming as ropes of cum shot out of him. Y/n's hand never left his cock, her touch soft and soothing as he rode out the last waves of pleasure. When he finally opened his eyes, she was smiling down at him, her own satisfaction clear. "Thank you, Mommy," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
Y/n leaned down, her cheek pressing against his. "Thank you, baby," she said, her voice just as tender. "You were incredible."
They lay there for a moment, their bodies tangled together, the camera still rolling. Jungwon felt a mix of relief and euphoria, the adrenaline of their performance still coursing through his veins. He knew that their relationship had just entered a new phase, one filled with secrets and taboos, but he also knew that he wouldn't have it any other way.
"Alright, everyone," Y/n said, her voice suddenly business-like as she turned to the camera. "That's all for tonight. Don't forget to tip your performers." She winked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "And Jungwon," she added, her voice a low purr. "Be a good boy for Mommy, or we'll have to do this again."
The chat erupted in a frenzy of tips and goodbye messages as they kissed one last time, their bodies still connected. They pulled away, the spell of the moment broken. Jungwon reached up, his hand shaking as he fumbled with the laptop to end the stream. The room fell silent, their world shrinking back to just the two of them.
He looked up at Y/n, his eyes filled with a newfound love and admiration. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice hoarse. "That wasâŠ"
Y/n chuckled, cutting him off. "It was what you needed," she said, her voice firm. "And it's what you're going to get from now on." She climbed off the bed, Jungwon following her to the bathroom. The cool air hit his skin, sending a shiver down his spine.
In the bathroom, she turned the shower on, the steam quickly filling the room. Jungwon watched as she peeled off the s lingerie, revealing her own naked form. He couldn't help but admire the way her curves moved with confidence and the smirk on her face that said she knew exactly what she was doing. He felt a strange mix of submission and adoration for her, a feeling that was both new and thrilling.
"Get in," she said, her voice still carrying the same commanding tone from earlier. Jungwon nodded, eager to obey. The hot water washed over them as they stepped into the shower, the sting of the droplets mixing with the lingering pain from the whip. Y/n grabbed a bottle of shower gel, her eyes never leaving Jungwon's as she began to lather him up. Her hands were firm but gentle, gliding over his bruised skin with care.
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so my friend, at 12 am, called me just to say that dick grayson is the only one in his family that bruce truly views as an equal and then hung up. what. what do i do.
well, call them back and tell 'em they're right đđđ
I started cackling so hard I began wheezinggg oh my god that's hilarious!!!
But maybe for a more reasonable time to talk about this concept after you wake/have woken up from your dick grayson cameo dreams, I'll drop some comic panels
Dick is privy to all of Bruce because of the way Bruce treats him like an equal
He lets Dick in on secrets that he doesn't tell any of the others
I've made a post before on how Clark views Dick as his equal just as Bruce views Dick as his equal.
I'm going to drop the Bruce segment here:
When Bruce was gone the only person he entrusted any information to was Dick. He left a personalized - voice activated - message for Dick and only him that lists his worries, faults, and regrets.
"The girl, Cassandra Cain... I told her to give this file to you should I fall tonight."
"She's my greatest sin, Dick. My deepest regret. Stay alive, and please. Try to forgive me--"
He lists his insecurities to Dick as friend, as an equal.
Of everyone Bruce left behind, the only person Bruce left a message for was Dick. He relies on him unconditionally to take over because Bruce doesn't seem him as a kid like he does with the other - don't get me wrong, he still values and knows just how brilliant the rest of his children are - but he sees Dick as an equal in terms of intelligence, abilities, and leadership. Actually -
Bruce puts Dick on a pedestal.
He views Dick as the golden standard of everything he's working toward.
The reason I think Bruce is so harsh on Dick in regards to training is he doesn't see him as a kid that needs protection, he seems him equal to himself.
Time and time again he sends Dick on solo missions because of the faith he has in Dick's abilities and intelligence
In another comic there's an Arkham breakout and Bruce just. He just sends sends Dick on a solo mission to contain the entirety of Arkham and the villains inside by himself.
And Dick does. Effortlessly.
The fight for Spyral
"I know the other heroes. I know them all. I'd have them do it, but they can't. They'd fight, but eventually they'd give up, they'd give in."
We all know that Bruce despises himself when he fails at something. He thinks he's the best in the world and struggles to cope with the idea that he failed. As such, Bruce views Dick as an extension of himself. Unlike with the kids where he acknowledges their differences and treats them like children, Dick and Bruce are so intertwined that Bruce considers Dick as the "good part" of himself while Bruce is the "bad part".
He gets the angriest at Dick during times where Dick disagrees with him because he believes that Dick should understood what he's going through and what he believes in. For his part, Dick is always on Bruce's side and acts like Bruce's leash. He'll let Bruce do anything he wants as long as it's within the limits of acceptable behavior. Once Batman crosses those limits, Dick fights with him to bring him back.
As such, Bruce doesn't differentiate himself with Dick. He is the best and as a result so is Dick. Except in his mind Dick is better than him in every way possible and he took the steps to ensure it through training.
One of the reasons people in the comics call Dick the Golden Child is because he's the living embodiment of everything Bruce strived to create. It's not because he follows his orders religiously or anything. No, Dick just gives Bruce a longer leash than most.
In the Spyral fight I think he hits Dick because he is in part frustrated with himself. Imagine seeing someone you have unconditional faith in because you know they're capable of the very same things as you and can even surpass you fall to a threat. Doesn't that mean you would've fallen too? Is their failure just as much yours if you see yourself as a god? But how can a god-like being fall?
Their relationship is complicated because while Bruce sees Dick as his own person, he also sees him as the reflection of his success.
That's why Bruce is harsher on Dick than the rest of the kids. That's why Bruce makes Dick his right hand man. That's why Bruce shares his sorrows, fears, and vulnerabilities to Dick.
The way they interact, they view each other as father and son but with all the roles and responsibilities as partners.
Dick's compartmentalization and the way he mothers Bruce and Bruce allows it? He doesn't let anyone do that. I feel like on some level he subconsciously expects Dick to take care of him. As someone he can turn to with his worst and darkest sides and still be loved and appreciated and told everything will be alright. It's not a burden he places on the rest of his kids. Which is why Dick's relationship with Bruce straddles the line between son and guardian with him playing both roles and Bruce reacting/ forcing him to react that way.
Also
"Robin fuctions as support."
"Robin wasn't your idea, Bruce! It was mine! I sat in your cave and I watched you and I learned-- and when you needed my help I was there!"
"I'm not your employee, I'm not your son. I'm your partner."
One thing that differentiates Dick's robin from the other robins is that while the other Robins were worried about meeting Bruce's expectation, Dick was more worried about Bruce not seeing him as an equal. He ran away from home because he was mad that Bruce was becoming more controlling and not at all like how they used to be - partners.
There's a reason Dick is the only one Bruce views as his equal. It's because the experiences they've shared have woven them so tightly together that Bruce considers Dick his better half and pillar of strength. If he falls back, he can rely on Dick to take over. Emotionally and physically.
Still laughing at your friend lol. Wild
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the first manifestation is [in] the body
i want you to genuinely ask yourself if the reason youâre struggling to shift states is really due to a lack of faith/belief in your power as god of your reality or if itâs because youâre biologically addicted to the stress hormones associated with âtryingâ to manifest your desires.
i think most people, like myself, discover the law of assumption at a time when their inner/outer worlds have crumbled.
theyâve lost something or someone dear to their hearts. theyâve been fired. the business deal they thought for sure they had in the bag fell through.
but here, someone on tiktok says, i have a solution. decide what you want. affirm and persist until it shows up.
now, to be clear, i am by no means against affirmations if they work for you, if youâre truly repeating phrases as a means of reminding yourself you already have/are that which you desire to be, or if said repetition helps you shift states.
if something works for you, great.
keep repeating.
but i think thereâs a general misunderstanding surrounding the term âpersistâ that can (and often does) have seriously detrimental implications for people first learning about/applying the law, especially those who havenât read or listened to material from neville or edward art (yes, there are other wonderful teachers, but for me, the neville-edward duo is where to start).
persist, put simply, means to know, to continually accept your assumption as true despite lack of immediate evidence in your physical world.
acceptance does not implyâand does not demandâany work on the part of the assumer.
acceptance is by nature gentle.
it is a pleasant, âyes, i already am. yes, everything already is. yes, my prayer has been answered. thank you.â
but thereâs this energy a lot of supposed-teachers have attached to the term that makes those applying the law think they need to work.
PERSIST PERSIST PERSIST UNTIL IT SHOWS UP.
meaning, if you are not working, if you are not affirming and visualizing and scripting and SATS-ing every second until who knows the exact moment your desire materializes, it will not materialize.
which then gets people in the state of working, of trying, which by nature has force/anxiety attached to it.
which implies not being/having.
how can you work to get something you already have?
how can you try to become something you already are?
when people start to realize this, usually because they either get exhausted and depressed from all work and no results, or they manifest their first neville book that begins re-orient their relationship to the law, they might have the realization that, oh! this can beâŠmind-bogglingly easy.
like, i legit just decide i have/am something and go about my life and it appears in my physical world?
what a relief!
but thenâŠimmediate anxiety sets in.
NOT, at least i donât thinkâand of course this isnât always the case, there are exceptionsâbecause they donât believe in the law or intuitively know/feel their power to select and step into the reality of their dreams, the one inherently granted to them by their god-selves, but instead because they have trained their bodies to not trustâto not feel safe withinâtheir power.
to not allow for the naturalness of having/being what they desire to effortlessly take over.
which is the key to successful manifestation.
itâs like, oh, ok, itâs done!
but five minutes later, the body says, where is all that anxious energy iâve been hit with non-stop for the past seven months?
now, if they could sit with this discomfort, they might realize that, actually, that *lack* of anxious energy is a signal to the inner man/subconscious mind/whatever you want to call it thatâhell yeah! we have this thing now!âhence the immediate build-traverse of the bridge of events, and a rapid materialization of said desire in the physical world because they are living in the end (present, not desiring)âand that realization might make it easier to stay in the being/having state.
but instead, thereâs the bodily pull-back to the trying state.
which leads only to more exhaustion and frustration and depression and the cycle begins itself again.
but thereâs such an easy fix.
i did it.
you can do it, too.
here it is.
STAY.
in that feeling of relief. of ease. of almost-disbelief.
at all costs.
it sounds so silly to say your life depends on you sitting in this sort of discomfort, becauseâwhat?
how could simply being/knowing/gently accepting be this uncomfortable?
it shouldnât be, and iâm genuinely sorry for all of us who have had to do the work of un-learning the persist-work stuff, but also, maybe it isnât work.
maybe this, too, can be easy.
gentle acceptance.
we already are. everything already is.
it is a blessing to exist in and accept this naturalness.
#law of assumption#loa tumblr#loa#loassumption#neville goddard#edward art#self concept#manifestation#mindset#states of consciousness#affirm and persist#desire
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I would like to talk about Edwin, Charles and asexuality for a moment and why I personally like hcing Charles under the ace umbrella rather than Edwin.
To preface, this is obviously just my opinion, and if you like ace Edwin, relate to him or hc him as such, totally valid! I am just basing this off some of the narrative purpose that Edwin's sexuality plays in, and how in parallel, Charles' seems to fit into the flavor of ace-spec I am more familiar with.
Splitting this into two part bc again, I cannot seem to stop talking. This part talks about why I don't see Edwin as ace, part two will talk about why I can see Charles being ace/on the ace spectrum.
Edit: here's part two
Anyway! To the actual reasoning.
Let's start with Edwin. First thing we need to remember about Edwin is that he was born and raised in 1900s, and so that some of his behavior, habits and the way he talks about sexuality can't be judged by modern standards. Plus ofc, added layer of trauma of decades of hell.
So his dislike for being touched, his inital reaction to being flirted with etc, can all be contributed to that, imo.
But let's look at why I think it's important for his character specifically to experience sexual attraction.
Given his upbringing, and growing up with what was likely lots and lots of shame and repression around being a gay man, Edwin seems to completely block out any sort of feelings or wants he might have around other men. (Which is why he didn't realize he was in Charles until he was forced into situations) With his added trauma from hell, in which we know he, at least for a time, believe he deserved it because of being gay, I think it makes perfect sense he didn't wanna acknowledge any of it.
The first hurdle in his path was, of course, the Cat King. Now, you can love him, you can hate him, but I hope we can all agree that what Edwin experiences around him is sexual attraction. I touched upon that in my analysis of their interactions and how symbolic it is for Edwin's sexuality so I will try to keep this short. The way Edwin gasps and looks at the Cat King up and down when he transforms into just a coat and underwear, the way he recalls their meeting with the focus on the wink, on the CT's abs, the way he stares at his lips at their second meeting in ep 4. I don't think Edwin has feelings for the CT, except for maybe last ep where we can see a crush forming, but before that? That looks to me like pure sexual attraction.
It doesn't translate just to the Cat King either! We see it when CT transforms into Charles. Edwin is stunned, yes, but I think him pulling away and saying "Stop it!" Very sharply when he realizes it's a game is very telling. Sure, having romantic feelings for your best friend isn't easy to accept, but to realize you want him, in a sexual way, for even a few seconds? That must have been devastating for Edwin, due to him thinking of such desires as shameful.
Which I think is supported again when Edwin is caught by Lust in Hell, falling back into his shame, and Charles pulls him out. Because experiencing lust towards another man isn't a sin, but Edwin thinking it is is what briefly gets him stuck.
I am also not very keen on making Edwin ace due to the implication of "oh, Charles could pull him out of Lust because Edwin's love for him is pure and not lustful" because well. Being gay is no more pure or no more sinful than being straight. Gay people can have sex and it's not more morally wrong than a gay-ace couple that does not. With the rise of purity culture I feel a bit...uncomfortable with the implication of Edwin only coming to terms with his sexualityis due to the fact he only likes men romantically and there is no "sinful' sexual part. I think it kind of...defeats the purpose of his arc, especially the part where he meets the Cat King in the alley and the Cat King holds no power over him due to the fact Edwin is finally at peace with wanting him. Because that's okay. He can be attracted to him, be fine with it and not let it go any further(for now at least, hence idk what they are gonna do with s2).
So yeah. Again, not faulting anyone for any hcs or fics, if you like Edwin as ace, totally do your thing, I just feel like Charles is right there, with much more interesting dynamic when we apply ace lenses to him. But more about that in part 2
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i explain india but i'm drunk.
Hello maggots of mine you're all such babygirls and bastards just like Aziraphale and Crowley. I'm so proud of you all for existing. Yes i'm a wholesome drunk you now know this about me. The wine tastes like rotten grapes and smells of battery acid and cost 245 rupees INR. Speaking of INR, thanks to a maggot's ask, I'm here to explain India. I've never set foot outside of this country. But I'm also very very shit at general knowledge.
To any non-Indians reading this, this is a totally legit 1000% everything covered all-inclusive summary. To any Indians reading this, I'm so so fucking sorry.
India, explained.
So there's south india and there's north india and there's north east india. north india is very racist about south india and they're both very racist about north east india. Most of these people are also probably racist either to other countries or they have internalised racism. It's a wild trip.
There are. A lot of languages here. And a LOT of scripts. I can read two scripts, understand four Indian languages and speak in two of them (badly), and those two are not my native tongues. I cannot speak in my native tongues. It's basically English at this point. These aren't dialects, those are separate. Picture like, Europe, but more, in terms of how many languages.
Everyone hates each other which is valid for the entire planet honestly.
In south india we have a lot of coconuts. Like a lot. There are so many coconuts you have no fucking idea guys you cannot escape the coconuts. I was nearly killed by a shower of coconuts when I was 5 I escaped by one second.
There are also cows. People will tell you that you are being racist when you say India has cows everywhere. But it's true. Two weeks ago I had the pleasure to be stuck in a traffic jam. Next to the street barrier thing (what divides a street im too drunk for this) I saw a huge bull fucking HUMPING a cow. The vehicles just had to move around them. They were having sex right there.
If you're a middle class Indian kid, your career options are: doctor, engineer, scientist, CA, lawyer, government official or family disappointment.
Needless to say, I was going to be doctor and am now instead family disappointment. I'm babygirling so hard it's insane. The prodigal son.
It's very ace-friendly and heterophobic in the sense that you are not supposed to be exhibiting any sexuality whatever in a respectable household. Just shut up and give virgin birth already. But be married. That's crucial.
Oh yeah gay marriage isn't legal trans people are constantly othered by society and/or given no respect whatsover and we're just all vibing here this is totally not why I'm finishing a small bottle of cheap wine on a thursday past midnight alone in my room.
Foreigners are like a zoo species you see them you're instantly concerned like what are they doing outside the TV screens and then either people are normal (rarely), they run up and take photos or try to slip into conversation (more often than you'd think, even I've been guilty of the conversation thing as a kid) OR they start talking about how 'this western culture is ruining our culture'. Which is fair but honestly both the 'cultures' these people are talking about usually involve incredible amounts of bigotry and are more similar than they think.
I think the lesson here is that humans just suck as a species. Except for you maggots. I love you all and I will defend you with my life.
THE CHAAT. THE CHAAT IS INSANELY AMAZING. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE CHAAT. I HAVE NO SPICE TOLERANCE SO I HAVE TO BEG ON MY KNEES FOR THE SPICES TO BE REDUCED BUT STILL. THE CHAAT. THE CHAAT, YOU GUYS. YOU NEED IT.
Sorry yes I'm normal. ALSO THE STREET DOGS. THE INDIES. THEY'RE SO LOVELY AND SWEET AND CHAOTIC AND I KEEP TALKING TO THEM. Once when I was crying I made the dog distress while and like five dogs that I didn't know came running to me and comforted me and licked me.
INDIAN DANCE MUSIC. I FUCKING LOVE IT IT'S INSANE. My family were elitist as fuck so I never got to listen to Bollywood music as a kid but it's AMAZING I'm so glad it exists. Bhangra too.
Beaches very very pretty hills very very pretty honestly the nature is fucking beautiful if you can just quickly pretend humans don't exist, which again is true of this entire planet. Yeah. Okay I'm so fucking drunk.
Yeah lots of diversity which is very nice when the humans aren't screaming at each other about it but the rest of the time it's very nice
The garbage and sewer stories? yeah they're all true im sorry
Traffic rules more like traffic suggestions amirite
Well, we still have far better healthcare access than america. so. there is that.
If you speak English well you'll be mocked and isolated. If you speak English poorly you'll be mocked and isolated. Honestly, just be rich. That'll fix it all.
All the conservatives hate each other and don't realise they're the exact same but in like different flavours.
Oh yeah we have auto rickshaws. Look them up. They're so much better than cars I don't get motion sick as easily in them. But the drivers all hate you and never want to take you anywhere.
Eyyyyyyyyyy it's so fucking fun here *drinsk more alcohol* I am so fucking not looking forward to college.
Please someone crowdfund me out of here let's all go chill in Alpha Centauri I've heard it's nice this time of the year.
I will, however, miss the casual live cow pornos. A true highlight.
[I got this peer-reviewed by my friend in India's top law school, just in case, because I'm too drunk and generally dumb. They say I will not be killed. And they've been on Twitter so.]
Irrefutable legal proof y'all. I don't mean to offend anyone except bigots. Fuck you, bigots, if you're not offended then I've disappointed my community.
#good omens mascot#weirdly specific but ok#asmi#maggots#lgbtqia#india#indian fandom#desiblr#desi tumblr#being desi#india explained#trans rights#marriage equality#lmao marriage equality imagine that#transgender rights#transgender#lgbtqia rights#lgbtq rights#lgbtq community#queer community#asia#asian parents#indian parents#truly a species#man humans are wild#gay rights
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what is (chronic) autistic catatonia?
// why specify âautisticâ catatonia? //
catatonia most common associate with schizophrenia, but increase realize also happen in things like bipolar & depression.
if look at some of typical catatonia diagnostic criteria in DSM 5 (but in easier words): catalepsy & waxy flexibility, grimacing (hold same stiff facial movement), mutism, echolalia, echopraxia (copy movement), exaggerated mannerisms, stereotypies/repetitive movements, etc⊠wait! some of these things happen in autism!!! (like 7 out of total 12 can be seen in autism)
this is why important to know how recognize catatonia in autism. because overlap.
catatonia in schizophrenia most common start fast and get worse fast. but chronic autistic catatonia typically slow onset and slow but visible deterioration. (always have exceptions though)
not know a lot about schizophrenia catatonia, so this post largely focus on autism. everything below, when say âcatatoniaâ or âautistic catatonia,â mean chronic autistic catatonia with deterioration.
// before move onâ //
sometimes professionals do connect autistic shutdown with/as catatonia or catatonia episode or catatonia-like episode to draw connection. this not talk about that. this about chronic ones with deterioration. personally for community identity purpose i donât enjoy (already have term for shutdown). but personal opinion aside, again this about the temporary vs long term all the time. if experience temporary shutdown, remember to leave space for and not same as those of us deal with chronic autistic catatonia.
important to distinguish from autism because autism and catatonia share many symptoms. (for example, physical stimming or âstereotypiesâ is autism diagnostic criteria AND catatonia criteria). autistic catatonia should only be suspected IF have new symptoms OR change in type & pattern of old symptoms. cannot. stress. this. enough. again. it not about IF you have these symptoms itâs about WHEN and HOW and CHANGE. it's about NEW.
and. please do not diagnose self based on one tumblr post. yes even if i do extensive research and cite sources and have lived experience. many many many disorders look similar. am all here for educated self diagnosis because medical system inequitable BUT am also sick of every time write this a bunch people comment âoh never heard this this is so me.â one tumblr post not educated self dx. it not a cool new thing to add to carrd to hoard as much medical label as can, it miserable it makes my life hell it not a joke it not cool. not every autistic have chronic catatonia, not every shutdown means chronic catatonia, even if you autistic and see these signs, may be separate unrelated disorder altogether, like Infectious, metabolic, endocrinological, neurological, autoimmune diseases, all can see catatonia (Dhossche et al, 2006). some of you all will read this and truly think this is answer been looking for so longâgreat! still, please do more research.
// chronic autistic catatonia with deterioration and breakdown //
the key defining symptoms of chronic autistic catatonia is gradual lose functioning and difficulty with voluntary movements (shah, 2019, p21). âgradual lose functioningâ will come with regression in independence & ADLs & quality of life. it usually gradual, chronic, and complex. but can vary in severity. some need prompts on some day & some situations, while others need prompt and even physical assistance for almost everything.
how common? have seen statistic estimate from 10% - 20% of autistic people adolescents & above experience chronic autistic catatonia.
typical onset for autistic catatonia is adolescence. some study samples is 15-19, some as early as 13. some professionals think this autistic catatonia may be a reason for many autism late regression (Ghaziuddin, 2021).
can happen regardless of gender, IQ (yes shitty), âautism severity/functioning labelsâ (is what most studies use, so i keep, but yes have issues, probably also mean happens regardless of autism level 1/2/3 and support needs before catatonia, but need more research to confirm since these thing donât equal eachother).
// primary symptoms //
from book "Catatonia, Shutdown and Breakdown in Autism: A Psycho-Ecological Approach" by dr amitta shah, recommend read at least first two chapter and appendix.
1. Increased slowness
often first sign but not always
periods of inactivity or immobility between actions which appears as slowness, e.g walking, responses (verbal & body), self care, mealtime, etc
2. Movement difficulties (freezing and getting stuck)
difficult initiate/start movement
freeze or become "stuck" in middle of activity for few seconds to minutes
hesitate & "to and fro" movements
difficulty cross threshold/transitions like door way
difficulty stop action/movement once started
affect speech content, fluency, & volume
eat & drink difficult (like movement for fork & knife, chewing and swallowing, etc)
spend long time in one place
(new) ritualistic behaviors
3. Movement abnormalities
repetitive movements like in tourette's & parkinsons
e.g. sudden jerky movement, tremors, involuntary movements, blinking, grimacing, unusual & uncomfortable postures, locked in postures, increase in repetitive movements, etc.
4. Prompt dependence
may not be able to do some or any movement/activity, unable to move from one place to another, unable to change posture, etc without external/outside prompt
5. Passivity and apparent lack of motivation
look unmotivated & unwilling to do stuff, include activities used to like, probably because can't do voluntary action or have trouble with request and make decison.
6. Posturing
classic catatonia symptom of being stuck in one posture, sometimes for hours
7. Periods of shutdown
8. Catatonic excitement
episodic & short lasting
e.g. uncontrollable & frenzied movement and vocalizations, sensory/perceptual distortions, aggressive & destructive outbursts that not like self
9. Fluctuations of difficulty
e.g. some days better can do more need less prompt! other days worse. sometimes emergency can act as almost like a prompt! but fluctuate doesn't mean difficulty voluntary
// secondary difficulties //
Social withdrawal and communication problems
Decline in self-help skills
Incontinence
âChallengingâ behavior
Mobility and muscle wastage
Physical problems
Breakdown
// autism breakdown //
can be in addition to autistic catatonia. can look like autism is getting worse, even though autism by itself not progressive disorder!
i also call this autism late regression. separate between autistic catatonia & this not very clear, not enough research.
1. exacerbation of autism
1a. increased social withdrawl, isolation, avoidance of social situations
1b. increased communication difficulties
1c. increased repetitive and ritualistic behavior
2. decrease in tolerance & resilience
easily disturbed, irratable, angry
3. increase in "challenging" behaviors
e.g. self injurious behaviors
4. decrease in concentration & focus
5. decrease in engagement & enjoyment
// treatment //
for catatonia (autistic or not), typical treatment is lorazepam and/or ECT.
specific to catatonia in autism, Dhossche et al. (2006) separate it to mild/moderate/severe and give recommend treatment according to that (do not come here and argue about severity labels, because fuck! mild depression and severe depression of course have different suggested treatments and severity important to know. Remember we talk about autistic catatonia).
note: this is one paper! not the only way! yes have problems like most psych/autism papers, just here to give example (of range of symptoms and treatment route!). NOT MEDICAL ADVICE. (not even endorsement)
mild: slight impairment in social & job things without limit efficiency as a whole (essentially still able to function for most part but difficult).
moderate: more obvious struggles in all areas, but ambulatory and don't need acute medical services for feeding or vitals
severe: typically medical emergency, acute stupor, immobility for most of day, bedridden, need other people help feed. also malignant catatonia which can be life-threatening (fever, altered consciousness, stupor, and autonomic instability as evidenced by lability of blood pressure, tachycardia, vasoconstriction, and diaphoresis, whatever any of that means)
the "shaw-wing approach": very brief summary, keep person active and do thing they enjoy, use verbal & gentle physical prompts, have structure & routine.
lorazopem challenge: take 2-4 mg of lorazopem to see changes in next 2-5 minutes. if no change, another 1 mg and reassess
lorazopem trial up to 24 mg. (note difference between challenge & trial)
bilateral ECT, last resort.
mild: "shaw-wing approach" -> 2 week lorazopem trial if no imporvement in 1 month -> if effective, do both, if not, just shaw-wing approach
moderate: depends on prefernece, either shaw-wing alone or shaw-wing and 2 week lorazopem trial -> if not effective, do 2 week lorazopem trial if havent already -> if not, bilateral ECT
severe: lorazepam challenge test -> if not effective, bilateral ECT; -> if lorazopem challange positive, 1 week lorazopem trial -> continue if successful, bilateral ECT if not.
can sound extreme, but rememeber for many severe catatonia (autistic or not), it is medical emergency. can be life-threatening. there's no/not a lot of time.
it possible to make partial recovery, as in get better but not to before catatonia. but overall, many permanently lose previous level of functioning.
references
Dhossche, D. M., Shah, A., & Wing, L. (2006). Blueprints for the assessment, treatment, and future study of Catatonia in autism spectrum disorders. International Review of Neurobiology, 267â284. https://doi.org/10.1016/s0074-7742(05)72016-x
Ghaziuddin, M. (2021). Catatonia: A common cause of late regression in autism. Frontiers in Psychiatry, 12. https://doi.org/10.3389/fpsyt.2021.674009
Ghaziuddin, M., Quinlan, P., & Ghaziuddin, N. (2005). Catatonia in autism: A distinct subtype? Journal of Intellectual Disability Research, 49(1), 102â105. https://doi.org/10.1111/j.1365-2788.2005.00666.x
Shah, A. (2019). Catatonia, shutdown and breakdown in autism: A psycho-ecological approach. Jessica Kingsley Publishers.
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tighnari saying cyno and sethos are like brothers at the end of this quest... cyno really is collecting siblings like pokemon. good for him!!
Yeeeessss!!
In my HC, Cyno put a lot of attention in family.
Firstly because Cyrus was his only one family when he was a kid with amnesia, but also he grown up with Lisa as colleague under the same professor, but both of them consider Cyrus as a parental figure : without saying anything, a link it made of brother/sister. Cyno never knows his family by blood, and I think he was curious once. But he is satisfy with his current family ! And for him, family doesn't need to blood related. And if I remember well, Cyno said (during Windblum event, EVENT EXTREMELY IMPORTANT FOR ME đđ«¶) something like it is pretty current people in Akademiya becomes a family for study. It was his case ! Cyrus becomes his dad figure, Lisa, her senior, is like a big sister (I wouldn't never forget when she calls him little brother/baby brother) (AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY LISA !!! <3). And when in windblum Cyno came visited Lisa, during their conversation, Cyno is the one mentionning the family bond she has with Cyrus "you are also part of the family, Lisa. It is normal for a daughter to talk like his father" (*CRYING*)! It sounds a tiny detail but I feel like this is so important for him.
Then came Tighnari, aka the first friend he had ever ! (I am a bit lost in chronology tho. In Tighnari's backsto, we learn they met when Cyno was already the general mahamatra while Tighnari was a student new-ly popular. But in Cyno's quest, we learn that they were student when they met ?? So Cyno was student and General ? đ€ welp, I am still unsure but now I include it in my HC/brainrot kskdkd). And also Collei ! Collei is a bit more complicated, in term that she wasn't comfortable around him for a long time being. But even when she wasn't comfortable around him at first, she still gave him a bookmark handmade during windblum and saying he is like a family for him (I AM ON THE FLOOR). Tighnari and Cyno both consider Collei like a little sister, and bahaha when they "fight" about "who is the older one" and tighnari don't want to admit this loser being the older oh gosh i love theeeeeeem (I will never recover from "oh yeah but you're younger in your head, Collei could be your big sis !" "I wouldn't never say I am the youngest !!! Except if it is for an opportunity for winning TCG by shocking my opponent.." cyno you are so real). But during this windblum event again, Cyno said something like "you know Collei, tighnari said we are not an akademiya family, and he doesn't want to work on a post together" and this is SUPER IMPORTANT because for Cyno, as you can see earlier, only had family by study (Cyrus, Lisa). He worked, studied and published with his father and Lisa. And also, he did homework with Tighnari that he considers like a brother in soul. But the fact he was "refused" to do work with Collei and him, kind of make him feel to tell Collei "yeah we r family but, tighnari... ):"
As Tighnari answered "You know, we can consider ourself as a normal family" AND THAT'S SOSO IMPORTANT. In my HC, Tighnari is the one in group having a "good family" (not in sumeru cast, I believe it is Nilou who has the healthiest family). He knows what a family is supposed to, he grew up with parents who teach him a lot of thing and he explored with them. Anyway Tighnari is a healthy kid, he knows that they don't need to work on a project together to be a family. Oh and that's also why I HC him Aromantic, AroAce persons value platonic and familyship a lot more than romantic, so he doesn't know mind that Collei and Cyno who are not blood related to him are like a true family for him !
(Before continue, I want to talk his bond with Collei ; I believe he can relates on how Collei suffered from the seal, because Cyno who might forget his past, he remembers the pain. That's how in Tighnari's voiceline, Cyno often check how Collei is going w/o her noticing. Even when Collei was aware of Cyno and under Tighnari care, he was ready to help her. And in the first story quest, Tighnari said that she still awares of him. I wonder how often they talk abt Collei !! I am sure Cyno shares to Tighnari how much he woud like to get along with her, and that's how Tighnari gives him opportunity like this one official art when in description Tighnari said "I asked Collei to bring Cyno")
And so, that's how in Cyno's quest we were able to see all his closest friends. Tighnari Collei Kaveh Alhaitham Candace Dehya Faruzan (and Traveler). Everyone was worried for him, was wishing to help him, and was here for him. And Cyno also noticed he is less alone (GOOD FOR HIM). And now, there is Sethos, a man coming from nowhere in this life, but an important man ; they didn't spend life together but they can feel a deep connection bcuz of both of their backstory. Sethos might be the closest to understand all his doubt a long time ago (and Cyno IS the closest person for Sethos to relate). And IN CYNO'S VOICELINE ABOUT SETHOS "Aren't we his best friends of whole Sumeru city ?! đ" Cyno pulled the power of friendship and adopt him in his big family circle.
ANYWAY WOW IT IS ONLY 8AM AND I AM HERE ALREADY YAPPING ABOUT CYNO BAHAHAHA
But genshin impact is for me more family impact that anything đ 𫶠(and that's also why I am stuck with sumeru while FONTAINE AND THE HOUSE OF HEARTH ARE JUST RIGHT HERE ?!?!) after all, we are playing a traveler who is searching their twin !
Thank you for reading my talk, anon
#reply#I feel embarassed everytime I do a long text because I know there is mistake but I am lazy to look at it#âso abt cyno..â and for an hour I will talk about them.#cyno is my comfort character as you can see KGBSKGKS#i am less into deep lore and theory even if I try#but my attachment to him manifest on how I analyse his feeling/reaction to something#and I love it when he talks in game and it matches my interpretation#bUT THAT'S ALSO I AM STILL SHOCK ABT THE FACT HE WAS STUDENT WHEN HE MET TIGHNARI ????#it is not a bad thing but I clearly didn't expect that since in my head he was already a general who already graduated#that's the only thing I didn't expect and it disturb me in sense of âoh weird do i need to change my perception?â#it is hard to explain#glad I am flexible with my point of view tho haha
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Ultimate Genshin Tournament: Finals
[Mistake poll, go vote in the new one]
Propaganda below cut
Arlecchino:
Hot Evil Woman.
#the duality of arlecchino is so well done #Also her design is insanely attractive (via @rinrinlovee)
#women driven by their own agenda #implied to be fucking insane #people were disappointed she didn't actually kill the kids in her story but listen #that would make her no better than dottore #she's a bad bitch she refuses to run the house on anyoneâs terms but her own #i love morally grey characters guys #arle has mystery and intrigue there is no telling what her next move might be #and she has her fair share of tragic yuri #the fact that she is harsh #that there is inherent immorality in her character since she trains orphans to be child soldiers #but the fact that she still cares deeply for her charges #and arle thinks the doctor is despicable and refuses to make deals with him #except one that allowed her to set the children free to take their own path #like i cannot emphasize enough how much depth is in her character #freminet reports that she doesnt like when the children cry #but she still brought him back an emblem of his mother #and told him the truth about why he is in the House #in fact she's deeply appalled when she finds out he's been lied to and told his mother no longer wanted him #she is incredibly perceptive and forward thinking #and fine ill say it shes hot #and she's ridiculously powerful #in her boss fight we dont even kill her. we don't even come close #she was just entertaining us as a test #also i really enjoy a character who can suffer such tragedy and carry it with her in her life #but then is afforded the agency to make it better for herself and everyone who comes after #no child will die for wanting to choose their future #wanderer saying that those who have seen through her cordial facade have disappeared #like how can you NOT be interested in her #i want to know desperately what her grand plan is #i think we as a fanbase moved on way too quickly from the fact that teenage arlecchino #KILLED A FUCKING HARBINGER #also the question of where is arle actually from still remains #what exactly *is* she? (via @stormyrainyday)
Furina:
girl deserves therapy and hugs and the best life in the WORLD because she went through a lot!!!! wouldn't pretending to be a god for 500 years with no support mess you up? and yet she still kept on going for her people!! she wanted to save her nation from a doomsday prophecy and she DID
After act 5 she deserves the world :(
âIf all the people of Fontaine are on one side, and I am on the otherâŠis it not obvious where the scales of suffering should tilt?â NO IT ISNT YOUâRE JUST ABNORMALLY SELFLESS AND INCREDIBLE AND PERSISTENT. Even the Archons praise Furinaâs name and say she is a human with strength and capability worthy of an Archon. Thatâs not even to speak of Focalors. She snapped at Arlecchino when she implied that Furina had done nothing to preserve her people from the flood. Meanwhile every minute she was working to prevent the prophecy. A month after we took her to court and almost got her killed she agreed to help us direct a play, a favor for a favor
Guys, she deserves to win. She endured 500 years of torment and suffering. No hope in sight, just the knowledge that a trial, any trial, might signal the start of her life as herself. She sacrificed herself again and again: her reputation before the people of Fontaine, her happiness during the 500 years of her rule, and her very own divinity. Her trailer is literally just her worst nightmare coming to life. She is finding the joy in life again, slowly. Letâs be a part of that joy. Vote Furina!!!!Â
Your honor, they're married and Arlecchino would want her wife to win.
HAVE YOU SEEN HER? SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL OH MY GOSH AND HER VOICEEEEE MY QUEEN MY GODDESS MY EVERYTHING WE NEED TO HAVE HER WIN THIS SHE IS SO PRETTY
she literally gave up her entire sense of self and sacrificed everything just to save Fontaine⊠all without ever knowing that she was the human side of the archon. She did everything because of her own sense of justice, because of her love for the people, because even she had to do her all for a chance for them to live on. Furina is the perfect example of what a leader should be, while also being so so very fragile and justâŠso very human. needless to say, Furina is perfect through being imperfect. So she absolutely deserves this win FURINA SWEEP REAL!!!
she managed to fool an entire nation and even the hydro dragon for 500 years. She literally put up the greatest act in all of history. All for one singular goal. The survival of Fontaine. And what did she give? Everything. Her soul. Her life. She is the epitome of the most amazing character design. And so she absolutely deserves this win!!
she literally was almost assassinated by the one she is up against right now. She literally almost was killed by arle. Literally WHY would you let arle win over our beloved queen Furina? Furina is a victim who is suffering trauma from her. She deserves the win more than arle! Payback for arle traumatizing sweet, innocent FurinaâŠ!!!!!
(image via @deityofhearts)
#null and void#ugt poll#ugt round 6#ultimate genshin tournament#genshin impact#genshin#tournament#character tournament#bracket tournament#tumblr tournament#tournament poll#genshin polls#arlecchino#arlechinno genshin#the knave#furina#furina de fontaine#reblog for sample size etc etc#has propaganda
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