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I think it's really funny how people choose to separate "murderers" into a separate category of personhood, as if you have to have a specific gene or brain chemistry to kill someone. As if your Aunt Gemma isn't just as capable of killing as anyone else.
It's just a decision you make. You don't have to "snap" like sorry to make you paranoid like me, but yeah even you are fully capable of intentionally or unintentionally killing someone for any reason at any moment.
#hell o hadal#ignore me im rambling and have had wine#i have opinions no one likes#i think people make too big of a deal about human death#like why dont yall care about every single animal that murders another animal. you only care when jt invovles a human#sometimes people die and sometimes its cause another human. just like how a cheetah kills a gazelle but never gets to eat it#idk human death has never been a problem for me. in fact im too comfortable with it and it makes people uncomfortable#we all have a weird positive acceptance of death that has made us look and sound cold#like we dont know how to comfort people when someone dies
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Keith dating hcs please!! and im so glad that their is people still doing voltron! i love that show so so much and I feel like the fandom is dying so quicklyš
hiii!!
ofc i can do keith dating headcanons lovely! im so glad you like voltron too, its taken over my life once again and its sad coming back to the fandom with just a little of us left but i want to continue posting/writing about voltron to keep it alive on tumblr with some other talented creators!!
ā¦KEITH KOGANE DATING HCSā¦
ā¦before confessing his feelings to you, he had to ask lance for some help
ā¦it took a lot of contemplating and hyping up but he finally got there!
ā¦keith would struggle a little at the beginning of the relationship since he's worried you'll leave him for someone better. he would spend nights just staring at his ceiling and thinking how much better off you would be with someone else.
ā¦though overtime those thoughts would fade away but not completely.
ā¦he would try to flirt with you, but he'd become very flustered and awkward but you thought it was very adorable by the effort he'd put into it!
ā¦he is very against PDA (aka public display of affection)!!
ā¦if you break it, expect a very grumpy, pouty and flustered keith.
ā¦keith is VERY clingy in your relationship, heāll just want to constantly be near you especially in social situations.
ā¦keith gets jealous, he just does. he's scared people are gonna steal you from him.
ā¦once while on a mission with him, this alien took it upon themself to start flirting with you (because who wouldn'tš), keith caught up on this and let me tell you, he was mad.
ā¦he completely broke the 'no PDA' rule. he wrapped you around in his arm and said "excuse me, but she's taken" with a deadpanned face. man was not having it.
ā¦i feel like his galra side would make him very territorial, which includes things that belong to him and his personal space.
ā¦your his and he's yours.
ā¦surprisingly the only thing that he let pass from his 'no PDA' rule is hand holding, ONLY if he knows that no one else notices (especially Lance or Pidge, they just love to tease him).
ā¦but they know, they're just snickering quietly to themselves, but shiro keeps them quiet for keith's sake(space dad!!)
ā¦okay if you guys sleep together, keith demands morning kisses. its the first thing he needs wants. when he wakes up don't be surprised to be showered in kisses!
ā¦this man does NOT care about morning breath, he just loves you so much!!
ā¦though, if you sleep in your own beds let say, he'll just brush his teeth (as will youš«µ)
ā¦i feel like keith's hugs will be super comforting and long, especially if he's feeling a little sleepy (and he may just hug you around the other paladins if he is really tired)
ā¦(yk sometime you just got to break the rule, he just can't resist hugging you. it just makes him feel so warm and comforted.)
ā¦we all know that keith loves you to bits but he does get embarrassed about what the others will think when they see him so lovey dovey and intimate.
ā¦he needs to keep the tough guy act okay, its a full-time job (its really not)
ā¦but just keep reminding him to be himself ā»!!
OKAY WE'VE MADE IT TO CUDDLING!!!!
ā¦(im sorry i just love cuddlesš ahhhh)
ā¦this man would sell his soul for a cuddle from you. IN PRIVATE sadly.
ā¦he loves little snuggles before drifting off to sleep after an exhausting day.
ā¦he loves when you pepper kisses all over his face, neck, collarbone and shoulders
ā¦he also loves when you play or run your fingers through his hair, he finds it so soothing.
ā¦also don't deny any of his affection! IT WILL SEND THIS DUDE INTO SEVERE POUTY-NESS.
ā¦he just loves you so so so much!! so it will break his heart (not literally).
ā¦your the definition of the sun to his moon.ā„ļø
(i dont think i used that correctly ā¹ļø but trust the thought process)
ā¦you always have to remind him that if he dies, you die too. in hope to make him less reckless on missions (he's still reckless).
ā¦also before he leaves for a mission he always gives you a sweet little kiss at the forehead/temple and definitely expect a kiss when he gets back!!
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ā¦in the end he loves you dearly and would do anything for you ā»ā„ļø
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#voltron#voltron x reader#vld#voltron legendary defender#keith x reader#keith kogane#vld keith#headcanons#keith voltron#voltron shiro#shiro#keith vld#keith kogane x reader#i love keith#keith is mine#i-am-married-to-keith-kogane#vld x reader#my headcanons#dating headcanons#hcs#my hcs#headcannons
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im sorry to ask but i dont know what else to doāhow did you do it how did you dig yourself out because it feels like i am choking on dirt and people keep shoveling it onto me and i miss her so much and i dont know how to make this feeling stop. she was my best friend. ive never lived in a world without her before. how did you do it. how are you doing it
grief is so hard and so heavy when we first meet it. it feels like all our arms will ever hold for the rest of forever. and it is, in a sense. once we pick it up, we never really set it down. not fully.
and I don't think it gets lighter, I think we somehow, impossibly, get stronger.
there's lots of metaphors for grief. that's one of them. another one I like to use is that it feels like you're in the grave with them. like lazarus. like yourself. waiting for someone to raise you from the dead. to raise you both.
I've learned a lot about crawling out of the grave. more than I would have ever wanted to learn. like how emptiness is actually quite heavy. or how to pretend like you feel half-alive. but I think the most important thing I've learned is that somedays, we inexplicably end up back in it. and that sucks.
because we just spent months clawing our way through the bugs and the earth. because our soldier-hands have finally breached the surface. because the sun is finally caressing our hell-fresh faces. because for the first time in months we feel like we can finally breath. and then, suddenly, we're right back in the terrible thick of it.
those days make it feel like I'm sisyphus and grave dirt is my rock. or like I'm prometheus and the darkness is my eagle.
but then it's tuesday.
which is to say my brother died on my 25th birthday, a monday. and that day is now a memory that's fuzzy around the edges. single snapshots I know are connected, but I couldn't tell you how. I remember my mother standing in my bedroom and tears and family and phone calls and cleaning my living room because I didn't know what to do with my hands. I remember going to my grandmothers and my phone vibrating off the table and leaving to go get coffee because I couldn't sit still. I remember joking, trying to joke. trying to do whatever I could to make sense of that impossible day. I remember checking my phone and reading and rereading the messages, a mixed bag of congratulations for surviving another year and condolences that my brother didn't, I remember not knowing how to respond to any of them. so I didn't. I remember being surrounded by so many people doing nothing but extending love and kindness to me and never feeling more alone. the world was ending and I was alone. I thought that day would go on forever.
but it didn't.
it ended, as all things do. monday was over and my first day as an only child was done.
and suddenly it was tuesday. and everything was different but also exactly the same.
it was tuesday and my brother was dead. I was so heavy when I woke up that first tuesday. so heavy and confused. I thought the world had ended. it surely felt like it had. but it hadn't. because the world couldn't have ended on monday.
not if it was tuesday.
it was tuesday and my brother was dead but the world wasn't ending. monday should have been our demise, but it wasn't. and it hasn't. and it won't. because just as sure as we have mondays, we'll always have tuesdays.
that's something I've taken a strange comfort in, knowing that we'll always have tuesdays.
the feeling never stops. but I think that's okay. because you're only feeling that way because there was love first. and as much as what I felt on that first tuesday hurts, as much as it suffocates, as much as it consumes, I'd take the hurt and the suffocation and the consumption because the love I felt first will always, always be worth it.
tuesdays will always be worth it.
like yeah, if I loved less, it wouldn't hurt this bad. but I don't want to live in a world where I have to love less. where I was loved less.
I'll take the pain. I'll take the grave days. I'll take the rock. I'll take the eagle. I'll take apocalyptic, earthshaking mondays. I'll take every last wretched bit because goddamn what a miracle it is to love so bad it hurts this big.
I hold that love, his love for me and my love for him, a love that's now become our love in the cage of my ribs while I'm in the cage of the grave. and I dig.
it's monday and I dig.
I dig.
and then tuesday comes.
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PLEASE write about Leviās mental state, iām begging you
Heās faced death and precarious situations since he was born, yet heās still standing strong and hopeful, WHAT THE HELL I LOVE MY SHORT KING
IT'S FINALLY HEREšim sorry anon i hope you're around to see this and if u are i hope i dont disappoint
the tone in this analysis is so weird because i kept getting caught between 'this is an apa paper no contractions, academic language, double spacing -' and 'this is a tumblr post about a fictional blorbo wtf r u on'
i also use some scientific language i try my best to explain but if this turns anyone off i don't blame them because im unhealthily obsessed
*i'm a third-year undergraduate psychology student w/ a concentration in psychopathology
tw/cw: discussion of childhood exposure to sex (not assault)
Foreword
Iāve been putting this off for a while (Iām forgetful and this topic is intimidating what can I say), but being a year out from graduating with my bachelorās to become a mental health professional, and being a Levi scholar(/hj), I wanted to give this a shot.Ā
I wanted to dissect and examine Levi Ackermanās mental health ācurrentlyā (as in general canon), and explain as thoroughly but as simply as possible how and why he thinks and acts the way he does.
Seeing how AOT is pretty renowned for leaving out the āinsignificantā details, especially character details, a good majority of my assertions and even details of his life are built off of correlations and āsigns and symptomsā; meaning some things could be an aspect of Leviās personality, or a symptom of psychopathology.Ā
Ā I will examine his childhood (especially his childhood), adolescence, young adulthood, and āpresentā adulthood, with a short summary at the end of where he might be mentally after the war.
*Lastly, I donāt like it when things I say about a series or character are taken as fact or make it implied that someone elseās thoughts are āwrongā. This is partly built on headcanons anyway, which are influenced by my own experiences. Donāt take away from this that this is me telling you what to think.*
Childhood
The most important period of development occurs in infancy and childhood, especially from the ages of 3-6. This is when a child learns where to find security, love, and basic skills, gaining stability as they develop.
Well, Kuchel died when Levi was 4.
Maternal Love / Learning Empathy / Anxious Attachment Style
Levi was born into deep poverty within a violent unwelcoming environment. Basic physical needs must have been very hard to meet (i.e., consistently fed enough, a clean environment, no physical threats). And where Levi was born is like the dictionary definition of a bad environment for a small child, excluding only his motherās care and love.
As itās generally understood in canon (and suggested from Leviās special backstory manga so far) she was a caring parental figure early in Leviās life that loved him unconditionally. We can conclude that Kuchel did everything within her power to compensate for both parenting Levi alone and shielding him the best she could from his horrible surroundings, teaching the kindness, goodness, and love that Levi would internalize and go on to strive for for his entire life.Ā
As far as we know, no other children lived in the brothel. Socialization is just as important for a young child as receiving love. With this isolation, itās extremely difficult to learn how to connect to other people, or pick up on social cues. Levi wouldāve never learned how to interact properly with his peersāaside from use of aggression and violence which Kenny would go on to instill in him.
With the danger/anxiety imposed by strangers, mostly if not entirely men, he would turn to his mother for comfort all. The. Time.Ā
And she would give him that support and affection of course. This early motherly affection is integral to child development: a child who receives empathy and affection is subliminally taught how to feel and express empathy towards others.Ā
While Leviās surroundings were dangerous, lonely, and chaoticātraumatizing enough for a toddler or young childāKuchel provided a safety net from that, so I think that Levi developed an anxious attachment as a child: exhibiting clinginess, excessive fear of abandonment, and an excessive need for security and/or reassurance.
Paternal Trauma / Potential Androphobia
Born and living in a brothel, we can assume that Levi was probably seen as a burden and a mistake by others, especially by men (both the likely majority of her customers and her boss).
AOT ch69; Before the Fall, ch34
This is likely in contrast to the women (those living and working in the brothel like Kuchel). They should know Kuchel if not as friends, then acquaintances who could empathize for her and her son.Ā
Thereās an obvious trend here. If Levi is going to feel fear/danger/anxiety because of men, he should have a general aversion to men and-or the behavior of men who he encountered as a child. This is impossible to know for sure or in meaningful detail, but it seemed to be resolved by the time he became an adult if so.
Although Kenny in his words was no more than Levi's teacher, Levi did see him as a father figure.
The subject of Kenny will be expanded on later, but it's clear Kenny in no way resembled a father, who also would go on to abandon Levi (at the age of 11 or so). Children without father figures tend to struggle more emotionally, psychologically, and socially. Specifically, (especially boys) tend to exhibit intimidating/aggressive personas to compensate for resentment, fear, and unhappiness.Ā
Sexual Trauma (Tangent, Probably)
This is unconfirmed but a likely trauma Levi went through: exposure to sex as a child. Thereās no way to confirm what he experienced, so Iāll function on āprobablyāsā and āmost likelyāsā.Ā
Because Levi and Kuchel only lived in one room, other rooms in the brothel should have belonged to other women, and he was at the oldest four, I wager that he was babysat by women who Kuchel knew and/or was made to hide somewhere while she worked, such as in a cabinet.
(for reference)
AOT ch69
The odds are high that he was exposed to the aftermath of sexual violence (i.e., marks seen on his mother), and the sound or smells that have to do with it. That young, he wouldnāt know what it was, but he should have realized later as an adolescent.
In general, children regardless of gender exposed to sexual content usually experience early puberty (which is just as likely for impoverished children, or children who experience chronic high-stress in general); issues with intimacy; become desensitized to high-risk behavior; negative/inaccurate expectations about sex and relationships in the future; influence inappropriate behavior with other children or adults; sex addiction.
This is especially relevant to Leviās fear of closeness/intimacy in the future. Exposure to sexual situationsāpossibly not including CSA in his caseāvery early in life inflicts on a child emotions and stress they donāt have the intellect or reasoning to process or understand. An extreme aversion to interpersonal relationships, especially physical ones, results.
This stress Levi must have felt, being powerless to this happening to his mother, is a different beast. Children arenāt capable of handling high levels of stress, and so the brain will automatically create coping mechanisms: dissociation (a severe form of āzoning outā; observing the self āfrom the third personā; numbness; the feeling of living in a dream), excessive daydreaming/overactive imagination, symptoms of PTSD (nightmares and terrors; flashbacks; spontaneous activation of fight-flight-freeze associated with anxiety; excessive worrying/fear; loneliness/self isolation). PTSD will also be prevalent in Leviās later life, which Iāll delve into later.
Inappropriate behavior and sex addiction are also highlights for me because they shouldnāt exist in him based on Levi's personality and behavior throughout the series. In my opinion, Levi ought to associate sex with pain, shame, and violence; he does see it as an ordinary jobāa means to an end. He should be desensitized to sex as a concept, but associates it personally with shame, sadness, and pain, possibly feeling disgust towards it. So it is highly likely that Levi in every stage of life following this experienced sexual repulsion (usually associated with high anxiety towards sex), a low libido, or a lack of sexual desire entirely.Ā
From a trauma perspective, he could avoid sexual topics of conversation, sexual settings (i.e., brothels), or an array of things which are sexually suggestive or he as a child possibly associated with sex (i.e., cleavage, panties, specific touch). Similarly, he might avoid direct reminders or have a post-traumatic reaction to them, such as anxiety or flashbacks (i.e., the sound of a bed creaking, the sight of wet clothes).
Importantly, it can be concluded that sexual violence was often exhibited, and the idea would be ingrained in him that sex, like everything else besides his relationship with his mother, is āgive-and-takeā, āvictim-and-attackerā, and learn to be repulsed by intimacy. This impacts his willingness for later friendships and relationships as weāll see later.Ā
Early Abandonment & Early Exposure to Death
As Kuchelās health deteriorated, Leviās sense of security would break down. Availability of shelter, food, and emotional support would be even less secure than before. He might have been providing for Kuchel for some time, even, as it can be gathered that he received little to no help from those around him while she was sick. To whatever length he had to take responsibility and both fear for Kuchel, this would cement a sense of responsibility and guilt in him from the age of just four years old.
He will fail to save herāregardless of the fact that thatās not his responsibility in the first place; a child wouldnāt understand thatāand then lose her with nothing he could do to even cushion the blow.
How powerless he mustāve felt. How hopeless. How likely is it that Levi found comfort in joining her? A child his age wouldnāt be able to comprehend death, basing our understanding on Piagetās theory of cognitive development. To summarize, at the age of six or seven, children arenāt capable of complex, abstract thought like death or the finality of it. But Levi had to learn early.Ā
AOT ch69
This will be center in his āclean-freakā tendencies later.
Adolescence
Most of this section is going to be rather vague again, but we already got the bulk of that over with in childhood!
Emotional Train Wreck / Lack of IdentityĀ
Itās hard to notice if youāre not paying attention, but in every scene weāre shown with Levi after his mother dies but before Kenny leaves, heās wearing some variation of his motherās one dress styled into a shirt. He loves her endlessly, even or especially in death. And part of cherishing her memory, to him, shouldāve been taking after her as much as he could.
Thatās how to explain why he didnāt become a cruel person (Kenny for instance) as he grew into a teenager, even though much of Leviās outlook and behaviors come from him (ch57).
The more pertinent question is how extreme violence, reinforcement of the idea that that violence is power, and Kennyās total (or most likely total) lack of communicated emotional connection affected him.
Levi would still desperately want that connection deep down, especially with his mother gone. This is a major reason why Levi sought to get stronger to please Kenny. For chronically abandoned people, that continues into adulthood and even beyond. A hole inside which can't be filled.
AOT ch69
Chronic lonelinessālike I explained beforeābasically explains his aloof nature and awkward disposition. Itās not that Levi feels as detached as he looks, but he doesnāt know how to express himself or open up. He wouldnāt learn how to process his emotions, let alone talk about them. Heās basically emotionally stunted and immature in impersonal relationships (between friends and especially in regards to intimacy).
The Undergroundās environment also makes him socially awkward, rude, of course stoic/not very expressive, and blunt. Levi was forced to become extremely observant of people to suss out their intentions, remaining vigilant of his surroundings at all times.
Levi doesnāt even get affection in any sense anymore. He doesnāt get a hug or a pat on the back, and he certainly doesnāt get a shoulder to cry on.
If anything, Kenny would punish him for showing weakness. Vulnerability is weakness; weakness is death.
What results is a continuous and boundless sense of emptiness inside that canāt be filled. Heās plagued by a chronic sense of unbelonging and loneliness. Thereās no time or opportunity to develop ānormallyā as an adolescent. Socialization is limited at best; thinking of his place in the world is irrelevant when his one and only most pressing goal is survival; he doesnāt get to explore hobbies or interests.
OCD Propensity
One āinterestā Levi is passionate about is cleaning, at least. Disease is what caused his mother to die. The easiest cause to point to would be their disgusting surroundings (although, Kuchel was infected by a customer). It is canon that Leviās love of cleaning comes from "his personal experiences". In that interview, Levi first specifically references the important of fighting disease.
In other words, his "clean freak" nature comes, primarily, from the death of his mother: Filth -> disease -> death, and abandonment by extension.
His mother wouldāve encouraged him to keep their room clean. There were times he or she had to have come down with something and dirtiness was the cause. On top of Kennyās enforcement to keep up ācleanā appearances to garner respect from everyone else in the Underground.Ā
This in particular is extremely relevant to his mental health. When someone feels out of control of what is happening to them, especially in a recurring way, and especially as a child who doesn't yet know how to feel stable in an unstable environment, they look for something to control. It can be weight, bodily functions (blinking, breathing, etc), dominance over others, or cleaning, for instance.
Fear of disease, the urgent need to have control, and the basic need for stability makes it obvious that Levi would become obsessed with cleaning. And moreover, developing OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder). Iāll go deeper into this diagnosis later.
Lack of Self Worth
Despite the acknowledgment throughout canon that he trusts in his own strength, it wasnāt always that way.
Canonically, Levi sought praise from Kenny by showing his strength because that was the only thing he received praise for. The conclusion Levi came to once Kenny left him was that he wasnāt strong enough (wasnāt good enough) to warrant staying with him.
In conjunction, Leviās first conclusion was that he did something wrong, not that Kenny possibly had some obligation that forced him to leave the Underground, pointing again to his own lack of self-worth.
This scenario created a complex in him, the very root cause of Leviās pain, the very foundation of what Levi would go on to prioritize in adulthood. If he isnāt useful to those he wants not to abandon him, heās worthless. Heās only useful when he shows his strength. Every other aspect of him like his interests is either irrelevant or bland by default in his eyes.
He would go on to make it his mission to try his best to be good enough in order to save and protect the lives of others, but foremost those he cares about.
Young Adulthood
Our first exposure to Levi as an adult is in A Choice with No Regrets, his OVA/backstory.
(By the way, Iāll be basing this analysis off a mix of the manga and the OVA.)
Emotional Immaturity/Affective Dysregulation
Generally, Leviās defining negative character trait as a young adult is his emotional immaturity/anti-social behavior. Yes heās grumpy and rude which is always indicative of him, but heās very quick to anger, too. He cursed at the Squad Leader who offended him (by assuming that because he, Isabel, and Farlan are from the Underground, theyād be dirty), and argued furiously with Farlan that he would kill Erwinānot because it was required for the job, but because he disrespected himāfor a few examples.Ā
ACWNR ch2
He tended to be arrogant, too. Such as when he ultimately called a Scout who had experience with the Titans stupid for telling Levi to hold his swords in a certain way. He spoke to every officer the same as he would anyone on the street, having a remarkable lack of basic respect for authority. He was insistent on distancing himself from the entire setting and structure of the Scouts as much as possible, both to not get attached, and he found their mission childish/foolish.Ā
Heās rather selfish. There is nothing Levi cares about genuinely more than Isabelās and Farlanās lives and the job that will set them up with a good future. Farlanās advice is the only oneās he takes and the only judgment outside himself that he considers, such as when Farlan asks him to not cause trouble with authority to keep a low profile, but even then he acts stubborn. Levi trusts nobody wholeheartedly except himself (until later in ACWNR).
Thereās a cognitive dissonance in him. Growing up, and still as a young adult, Leviās headspace is marked by fear and uncertainty, with his power as his source of confidence. The first time he kills a Titan (with Isabel and Farlan), he uses too much gas because he refuses to potentially risk his friendsā lives; when the expedition is upcoming, he abruptly tells Farlan and Isabel to find a reason to stay back, and that heāll complete the dangerous part of the job on his own.Ā
Levi is full of repressed fear and uncertainty. He hides and/or buries all of it for the sake of self-preservation both emotionally and physically.
Antisocial Personalityā¦?
Itās extremely interesting how a character as selfless, heroic, and empathetic as Levi exhibits antisocial symptoms. Iād even argue that if his childhood was spent entirely without his mother figure, then he might be a dictionary definition of ASPD (Antisocial Personality Disorder).
People with this disorder live day-to-day under the constant assumption that whoever is around them is āout to get themā/searching for a weakness to exploit. Humanity is made up of only prey and predators; morals are completely subjective, perpetuated by the society that surrounds them. This constant need to defend oneself, the effect of the exact trauma the potential sociopath experienced, combined with a muted emotional spectrum, results in a complete disregard of everything, including people outside of themself. They might believe theyāre entitled to comfort or admiration, but overall, theyāre intensely self-serving, often aggressive, and ruthless.Ā
Because Levi for instance learned to rely on violence both for āloveā and survival, then he might fall on violence to manipulate a person or situation into serving himself. I see reason to believe that Levi could have grown into worse than Kennyās image if it werenāt for his motherās influence.
However, the greatest cause for deniability is Leviās wide emotional spectrum (especially including empathy and shame), while a lack of shame is the most significant marker of ASPD . (It is arguably one of many testaments to his strength that a victim of so much suffering, violence, and cruelty could become a man as empathetic as him.)Ā
However, these tendencies may still be relevant: A sense of arroganceāboth to the way Levi thinks of some who he perceives as weak and live without good moralsālacking issue with using deceit or violence to attain a goal, and living outside the rule of authority.
I go into more detail about this idea here.
Conclusion
As is true in general, thereās very little to say of mental development once someone has reached their earlyāmid-twenties. What we know of Leviās young adulthood does reinforce his fear of abandonment, but he finds a cause where his strength and compassion can be āput to good useā and give to him a life that is worth living.
Conclusion: the āPresentā/Diagnoses Overview
C-PTSD (Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder)
Leviās emotional dysregulation (i.e., inability to sit with and process negative emotions), his difficulties in relationships, insomnia, negative worldview, absent sense of self, and finally, his persistent sense of unworthiness/worthlessness are all indicative of C-PTSD. Itās distinct from PTSD in that he didnāt endure one short-term traumatizing event, but he grew up surrounded by trauma and saw it as normal (e.g., gang violence, extreme poverty, death of a parent, (more presumably) physically and emotionally abusive parental figure). Levi as a child developed no understanding of a nurturing, secure environment.Ā
Negative/Absent Sense of Self
Iāve talked about this at length already, but itās worth noting how Leviās perception of himself must have changed when it was revealed that he is extremely strong physically not from his own efforts as much, but because heās an Ackerman.Ā
His self-confidence and self-worth have always been built on the foundation of his strength. Heās useful if heās strong, so heās worthy if heās strong. Along with the extreme high pressure his goal to kill Zeke put on him in season four, he might have gone to extreme measures to compensate for his strength he might have felt was āunearnedā (such as excessive exercise for example). This is an aside, but it was a blow to him for sure.
Emotional Dysregulation
The causes of emotional dysregulation generally which he experienced are as follows: early childhood trauma, feelings ignored, judged, or invalidated at a young age, and physical and emotional child neglect. Beyond his first four years of life with his mother, Levi experienced all these things (early exposure to sex and likely exposure to domestic violence aside).Ā
Itās important to focus on emotional neglect specifically, when any and all perceived āweaknessā, no matter how small, is unacceptable to Levi. He will never ask for help (being independent to a fault), he canāt define or process his emotions, and it doesnāt occur to himāand it could be a shockāwhen he learns that his friends care about him, not him insofar as how useful he is.Ā
As an adult, Levi appears to be emotionally mature, but I argue that this isnāt the case. Itās more accurate to say that he has better control over his emotions (in that he buries them or ignores them) with a mature outlook because of all his experiences with suffering.
Similarly, heās not outwardly emotional not because heās antisocial (as related to ASPD, not introversion), but because heās so āemotionally constipatedā that heās numbed the vast majority of the time.
Relationship Issues + Fear of Abandonment
Because of his fear of abandonment and impaired emotional intelligence in close relational conflict, heās extremely passive and/or passive aggressive. In order to avoid potential abandonment, he doesnāt go out of his way to win major argumentsāsuch as threatening to break Erwinās legs if he didnāt stay away from the expedition in season three, but ultimately giving in. Heās also more likely to sneak petty insults into arguments, give āsilent treatmentā, slam doors, etc. His kindness and exceptional empathy shouldnāt let him be physically or overly violent.
These are likely additions to why Levi doesnāt foster many close relationships.
Fittingly, as a child I thought that Levi might have had an anxious attachment style (clingy, excessive need for security), but as this possibility for security was removed entirely, and he was taught to not rely on others, he would develop more of an overt avoidant attachment in adulthood in combination (fearful-avoidant): making very few emotional demandsāeven though he has needsāwithdrawing when thereās conflict, acting aloof yet fearing abandonment, having difficulty expressing emotions he feels intensely, and fear of depending on someone else.
Anxiety
His cool-headedness even in the heat of battle/war (other factors like experience aside) is exactly what you would expect from someone diagnosed with C-PTSD; heās accustomed to chronic high-stress. But small stressors (i.e., a change of plans) are overwhelming and make him quick to anger/excessive annoyance.
OCD
Emotional dysregulation is also closely associated with OCD.
OCD is much much more than being concerned with keeping clean or organized. OCD is an anxiety disorder composed of anxiety-related obsessions and compulsions, such as frequent and disturbing thoughts or images (intrusive thoughts). These attempt to be managed through rituals (i.e., handwashing, counting in patterns). Although symptoms will fluctuate with anxiety, OCD at its baseline is a distressing disorder.
Since he was young, Levi should have had an incessant need to be in control at all times. A shining example of this is his motherās death, an incident he couldnāt control but included dirtiness/disease as a cause he could pinpoint, so this anxiety with dirtiness becomes a major obsession, and the compulsion is cleaning. (Putting aside the fact that Levi enjoys cleaning by itself too.)
Itās a widely-held belief that if Levi has OCD, itās contamination OCD, as it specifically has to do with an obsession with dirtiness and a compulsion in cleaning (i.e., damaging handwashing, ritualized bathing that may take hours). However, based on the multitude of times Levi was covered in blood and remained unbothered by it (Titan and human), and in fact the obsessionās lack of relevance entirely during urgent missions/situations, contamination OCD is simply not plausible. Instead, itās general OCD.
Thereās no way to know for sure, but I donāt see his OCD as mild or severe. Levi is an extremely orderly and balanced person, so it can be concluded he must have things done a certain way, routinely, organizational, or planned; when the dirtiness is ānegativeā (i.e., Titan blood, blood on a knife he used to kill Isabelās attackers), he is never more rigid with cleanliness; itās probable he suffers intrusive thoughts (likely of the violent nature), a fear of contamination, and/or counting ritualistically, but the most obvious compulsion is cleaning. He might have sensory issues, such as disgust if he happens to brush shoulders with a stranger; aversion to particularly bright lights, irrational rage towards āmouth soundsā (i.e., chewing, coughing, swallowing), etc.
EDNOS (Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified)
Levi should have a complicated relationship with food to say the least.Ā
In the realm of eating disorders, EDNOS is sort of a catch-all term when an individual doesnāt qualify for the diagnostic criteria of anorexia or bulimia, and it encompasses lesser-known eating disorders like Pica. Itās the most common diagnosis for clinical eating disorders.
I already covered how integral the early years of life are, and beginning at a young age, if children arenāt given a basic need like food, and they must seek out food on their own, it becomes an anxiety deeply rooted in the brain regardless of how well-fed they are when theyāre older. There will always be an urge to have food available. Leviās years in the Underground were spent either actively starving, or going about every single day having acquiring food as top priority. He was a young adult when he left, so itās impossible to unlearn this (without extensive therapy, which Levi doesnāt seek). Itās similar to compulsions found in OCD: even though he logically knows that there will be a dinner after lunch, itās impossible to put aside this worry.Ā
That may mean always having food stashed, eating too muchāespecially in his early years Aboveground when heād eat as much food in a day than heād eat in a week Undergroundā stealing food, or eating way too quickly (as someone who lived in a place where food was considered something of a luxury resource and threatened being stolen at any time).
The latter factor contributes to Leviās suggested preference to only eat aloneājoining the fact that Levi only eats with Erwin after expeditions. Eating in front of others should be considered a weakness to him.
As time passes with this easy access to food, combined with his extremely narrow sense of what makes him āgood enoughā, his relationship with eating may become toxic. Especially when the stakes of his worthiness are so highāliterally life and death. He may think that heās privileged to eat at all, and when he feels worthless, he restricts himself from that āprivilegeā.Ā
He may be so accustomed to the feeling of hunger, that it doesnāt immediately register with his mind when he is hungry.
Lastly, he may have a generally low appetite. This is often associated with depression, but depression is comorbid with C-PTSD.
Misc.
Some tangents/miscellaneous speculation about Leviās psychology:
Queer?
Sexuality is formed and shifts due to a wide variety of factors, which most if not all are terribly understudied: genetics, hormones, and your environment/experiences. So again, my speculation.
With his fear of close relationships and negative experiences with sex, I think he should land somewhere on the queer spectrum, specifically under the asexual or aromantic umbrella (i.e., pansexuality/being panromantic (attraction to personality) and demisexuality/being demiromantic (attraction only to those he has an emotional connection to)).
MDD
The odds of Levi having MDD (major depressive disorder/clinical depression) are iffy. Most if not all of the symptoms are comorbid with childhood trauma and C-PTSD: Such as persistent apathy, guilt, and/or discontent; sleeping too much or too little; lack of energy; reduced or heightened appetite; irritability.Ā
Oftentimes, depression, C-/PTSD, and related mental illnesses cause unexplained physical pain, such as back pain and occasional tension headaches. āStress hormonesā like adrenaline are built-up in the body, and usually persist without physical therapy and-or medication (Disclaimer this mention is based on nothing more than Levi always standing with at least one hand on his hip).
Body Language
Similar can be said of his body language from a cognitive perspective. The vast majority of the time, Levi has himself closed-off in some way, usually by crossing his arms to protect his chest; a subconscious barrier between oneself and another person.
Also see this official art of Levi asleep.
Afterword
Weāve known itās not just Leviās physical strength and skill that makes him the strongest, right? It should take immense mental strength to make it day-by-day dealing with the trauma and issues that he does, but not only has he survived and continues to, but he lives heroically, selflessly, with the wellbeing of everyone around him as a top priority. He buries all of his pain by moving forward always and without exception regardless of how painful the present is. Living with āno regretsā should in mental respects be a guise for pushing his trauma down, too; thereās just no words that can properly do Leviās resilience justice.
Part of me wants to go into detail about his later adulthood, but given how very little we know (right now), I think itād be too speculative.
However, based on what we have seen at the ending of AOT, itās comforting to know and plain to see that Levi wasnāt defeated when he ālostā the reason to be so strong, and even his strength itself; he didnāt lose his love for his friends nor of life.Ā
In middle age, based on Eriksonās psychosocial stages, the conflict that should enter Leviās life is the idea of generativity versus stagnation. He seems satisfied with his life despite the negative effects of all he went throughāgrief, physical disability, inevitable mental scarringāand heās still concerned with helping others, especially the younger generation in a world after the overwhelming devastation that was the Rumbling.
My speculated psychopathologies/diagnoses of Levi:
C-PTSD (insomnia prevalent)
OCD (contamination obsessions)
EDNOS
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i know that as a catholic you just have to believe with what the church says but i really dont like the belief of the original sin, i feel like its such a horrible thing to believe about yourself and about other human beings too
There are actually ways of legitimately dissenting from less essential Church teachings in a way that leaves you in good standing with the Church; I'm not sure if Original Sin is one of those things, though, to be honest.
But, anon, I'm going to offer another perspective here, starting from a quote (perhaps ironically?) from my favorite heretic. One of the things that James Carroll believes is that Original Sin has been given a bad wrap. In Constantine's Sword, he says:
I referred to Augustineās assertion of the idea that the human condition implies a perennial state of finitude, weakness, and sin, all of which will be overcome, even for the Church, only with the end of time. [...] Augustine is thus regarded as the father of a severe, flesh-hating, sin-obsessed theology, but that dark characterization misses the point of his insight. His honest admission of the universality of human woundedness is a precondition for both self-acceptance and the forgiveness of the other, which for Augustine always involved the operation of Godās grace, Godās gift. Only humans capable of confronting the moral tragedy of existence, matched to Godās offer of repairing grace, are capable of community, and community is the antidote to human woundedness. Augustine sensed that relationship as being at the heart of God, and he saw it as being at the heart of human hope, too. This is a profoundly humane vision.
I wish I had understood the spirit of this quote when I was in high school. I remember learning in my World History class that Islam teaches that all children are born good, and then the world makes them evil. And I remember my teacher asking how that compares with Christianity, and I raised my hand and said that Christianity teaches that all of us are born evil. Because I believed that at the time. And, really, the whole framing of that question was wrong and gave really simplistic representations of what Islam and Christianity teaches, but I don't think we're alone in having internalized that understanding, anon. And that's a shame.
I thin it's important to remember the worldview that the doctrine of Original Sin is actively defending us against; there was an idea, that gets called "Pelagianism" (the poor guy it got named after may not even have believed it), that said that humans were capable of being saved on their own, by their own power. Someone on this site recently asked what people's thoughts on Pelagianism were, so you can read my thoughts here. But to keep it short and sweet, I think Original Sin is an important doctrine because it saves you from the need to be perfect.
There are ways to treat Original Sin that I think are certainly unhealthy, and I think the doctrine can be a source of anxiety and fear. But I also think, very deeply, that Original Sin should be a reason why we treat ourselves and especially our neighbor with kindness and understanding. I can look at myself and say "What I do, I do not understand. For I do not do what I want, but I do what I hate. [ā¦] For I do not do the good that I want, but I do the evil I do not want" (Romans 7:15, 19). And I can say that because I know I am ontologically wounded; that all of us have our weaknesses. That while we may still be in the moral wrong for committing a morally wrong action, our wills are compromised in a way that causes us to incline towards the comfortable and the easy rather than the good.
I wish I could go back in time and tell that class that Christianity does not teach that people are born evil. I wish I could go back and tell them that it teaches that we are born in a state of dis-integration, that we are wounded beings yearning for wholeness; alienated beings seeking everlasting belonging; beings lost in darkness, seeking the light. But I can say it now: the doctrine of Original Sin doesn't have to be an occasion to think you're depraved and without value, but it can be an invitation to come to terms with your own woundedness, because doing that (to use the words of Lutheran theologian Nancy Eiesland) "opens a space for the inflowing of grace and acceptance."
#Christianity#Catholicism#Original Sin#James Carroll#asks#Saint Augustine#Pelagianism#grace#Epistle to the Romans#sin#weakness#Lutheranism
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OMG hiā¦I really like your art and was wondering if you wanna be mutuals??????????? Also tell me about your MD ships :3c
honey we are dating- .....okay yknow what- HI PRETTY & TALENTED LADY- yess i will absolutely love toooo šššššš
also lets see uhhh okay this is an excuse for me to just... expload-
keep in mind not every ship is meant for all of you so dont badger me about stuff that ISNT CANON or YOU DONT SHIP. contrary to whatever you believe, when somone posts about THEIR ships, nobody wants to hear about you NOT shipping it on THAT EXACT post.
hang in there, this gon be a long one >:p
First off we are starting strong with Nuzi- Biscuitbites obviously thats a given- these two just have too much to be said about why and how they make eachother the best version of eachother, whether they ever became canon or not- they fit like puzzle pieces- they lessen eachothers negative traits by being their for eachother.
next is Vuzi- Violentviolet, they are my favorite kind of enemies to lovers š but its also tragic smh. kinda pissed off at how V always does something good in Uzis favor only when she is LITERALLY PASSED OUT- either in the camp ep on the bus or in Alices lab. like damn ofFUCKINGcourse Uzi wouldnt know she cares about her ššš
envuzi- Violentbitingbiscuits, i love these goobers with all my heart- they deserve the best ššššš
envy - [does this poor ship just NOT have an exclusive FINDABLE tag name??? im calling them GoldenMemories...], i like to think that if they were in the manor still, and nothing bad had ever happened, these two would be comforting eachother in the healthiest way possible. V needs someone like N and N is just adorable like that uwu
Next we have JxTessa/Jessa- [calling them Fancyblades cuz why not-] J deserves some closure for the shit shes gone through smhhh š, its a tragic yuri of J loving and wanting something she probably already accepted she couldnt have, and even then she gotta deal with Ns ass being the favorite one regardless of how hard she tries to be perfect... sighhh i wanna imagine them in a future where Tessa was spared as the only human and J could save her šššš Tessa might have loved doing mechanical stuff or wore black to hide grease/oil stains on her clothes from her parents and wore gloves to hide her oily stained hands- i want her to have a scene of wiring drones back to life and saving them and saying something like "hey there, you made it! dont worry, ill take care of you, youre my friend now :3" or something //dies//, also before anyone says it- even if Tessa was a teen in the flashbacks- romance is not exclusive to ADULTS, teens can love eachother without having sexual stuff involved. no she was not their MOTHER figure, she was their FRIEND who liked to fix robots for herself to not be alone in a house where her own parents literally chain her up as punishment. i dont even know why im arguing about this, people headcanon or make aus about characters NOT being dead all the time and if Tessa was alive for as long as J thought she was, Tessa would have been a perfectly fine adult either way. so counting this, yes shes canonically considered an adult when Cyn tries to imitate an adult humans body š makes as much sense as everything else i guess-
next ones i got is NorixYeva/Neva- Solverlilies- i just think theyre neat ššš and once again, like everything else in this franchise- they are tragic yuris š damn liam im finding a pattern over here š¤Ø anyway, i like to think they either got closer in the lab experimentations or were already close when they were working as WDs in the campsite area for the humans. obviously canonically they were probably straight or just not into eachother romantically- [Nori either u have the worst taste men or Khan just fucking lost it after you died-] but also on the other handddd.... they have 2 hands and they are robots, i want them to kiss like two barbie dolls and im gonna make them do just that-
DollxLizzy/Dizzy- Bloodypink, wost fucking ship names ever, i cant find shit on them with these tags and it makes me angry >:/ at this point 2/3s of my ships are just tragic yuris smh, Doll did not deserve any of the things handed to her, even if she went about doing some things the wrong way i wish Lizzy didnt just abandon her- but then again, Doll did kinda abuse Lizzys trust and Lizzy got scared of being close to a serial murderer so.... morality calls this a draw? š im crying... i wish someone was there to help Doll... sigh... i like to think Lizzy would have waited for Doll to just come back at some point... oh well, thats why AUs exist :"3 //sobs in the corner//
DollxUzi/Dollzi- Bloodybats, this ship is so underrated to me... they could have been... so much more. but why weren't they? did Yeva abandon ever getting close to Uzi when she was a kid after Nori died? did Uzi and Doll just never play around together as kids when their mothers were so close? were they ever close and something went wrong as they grew older? at worst they could have been like sisters together, and at best maybe more than friends. i just dont know what happened here, like Yeva could have tried to keep an eye on Uzi, maybe Uzi could have found Dolls powers so cool before having them too- i dont know theres literally tons of possibilities- but if Doll deserved to be saved or cared for by anyone, at least one of them should have been Uzi... sigh.
ThadxV- Killingblonde, yall this is... the cutest shit... ever???? like from here on out we kinda go into the more or less crackship territory but these two are adorable- Dumbass yet wholesome jock boy that just wants to keep his queen happy šššš He and Uzi would have so much to talk about on "crushing on literal murder bots that stabbed and almost ate us" its literally love at first stab smhhh š«š
ThadxSam- Smokyjock ???? for some fucking reason??? i dont know what my brain did here man- i just like the trope of someone getting under Thads skin- like pair up the healthy sports loving gym boy with the lazy but wholesome dumbass that does drugs or is always just sleep deprived and Thad is always trying to just... take care of his ass and make him take care of himself but he just WONT SMHHH-
okay some more or less crack ships down here:
ThadxN: it speaks for itself. its too adorable and youll go blind from the light of wholesomeness-
ThadxNxUzi: Uzi will die here from the overwhelming wholesomeness... oh bonus if its just a 4s polycule of ThadxNxUzixV i mean i know im pushing my luck but.... random crackships go brr- V and Uzi will complain but love their dumbass golden puppy partners-
ThadxUzi: i think they could have been close and Thad caring about her as a childhood friend turned crush sounds just too cute for me š
LizzyxUzi: another random ass rivals to lovers or some shit idk what this is, Lizzy would pay Uzi to kiss the fuck out of her i dont make the rules-
ThadxLizzy: in some cases where they are NOT headcanoned as siblings or cousins, i think they have a good energy of wholesome jock bf and girly queen cheerleader lol, Thad is just a good bf eitherway-
DollxUzixLizzy: the gals would not leave a single second of silence for the small gremlin i swear to God- [Uzi is gay as FUCK for her gfs, absolute girloser unit with her gorgeous but crazy gfs]
okay for the end i have some characters that arent ships but i wish they could have become closer as friends or work out their issues...
J and N- too much abuse and toxicity here, i wish they could talk together more and see they have a lot of things in common- maybe a full line of dialogue from J without threatning N in every sense of the manner would be nice for a change =_=
Doll and V- again, a bit morally ambiguous to ship a character with the murderer of your family, esp when said murderer hasnt expressed regret lmao, but i wish they could at least be friends... Dolls disdain for the murder drones pushed her to end up the way she did. maybe if she didnt do it alone she would have been alive by now. so i like to think what would have happened if she and V could have made up- not necessarily Doll forgiving her- but at least having the space to grow and understand why they did they things that happened.
Cyn and literally ANYONE- i want the solver to be SEPARATE from Cyn- i wish Cyn would have still existed somewhere down there and was savable- i wish this poor child AI had a happy ending to her by connecting with the others as ACTUAL siblings... goddamnit š
aaaand thats it for this fine ass day š«” yall are welcome to ask about any of these- boy the tags are gonna be.... a lot.
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Mattress Shopping
a/n: oops! all fluff! I wrote this one while not high and You Can Tell. this is a very soft fic, very domestic. It takes place in the same universe as Animal Instinct and is a direct sequel, but there is no piss kink, only references to it. content warnings: mentions of sex and violence, allusions to piss (hilarious phrase), emotional hurt/comfort. word count: 2k part 1
You were about to head back up to your apartment when Logan took your hand and started walking towards his car. āLo, where are we going?ā He looks at you, confused. āI thought you said you wanted to go mattress shopping?ā Logan hated shopping. It was loud and crowded and too bright. It always took too long. But Logan also loved you. And he loved you more than he hated shopping. āYou donāt have to come if you don't want to, I know you don't like shopping.ā Logan opens your door for you before heading around to the driver's seat āIāll be using the thing too.ā he states āBesides, there are worse things I could be doing than spending the day with youā he grumbles out afterwards as he starts the car. You practically melt into the seat. It never gets old, his loving you. Youāll cherish these acts of love every single time. āYou sapā you say with a giggle. āYeah yeah, dont go telling people that.ā he starts the car with a wink towards you. After hours of sterile lights and crackling top 40 hits, you and Logan had successfully found a mattress. The incredibly persistent salesman changed his tune very quickly after the third time he tried to upsell you and Logan had unsheathed his claws. āW-would you like to use our delivery and installation service?ā he said shakily, one last attempt to up his commission. Logan had enough. āListen pal, I don't need to throw money away on something I can do myself. I got two arms and two legs. Just give me the goddamned mattressā he was not loud, but he was also not fucking around.
After loading the mattress into the back of the car you were on your way back. āThank you for coming with meā you smile at him and he furrows his brow āwhy?ā he grunts out, eyes on the road. āYou made mattress shopping better.ā you tease, he lets out a humorless chuckle āHoney i was grumpy and threatened a salesman. I made that experience worse, not better.ā You frown at this. āI don't think you did. You certainly got us a better deal on that mattress.ā you look over to him, his frown still prominent.
Ā āLogan, you make everything better. Sometimes I feel like you donāt realize that I don't just love you, I like you. Like fundamentally, as a person, I genuinely enjoy being in your presence. I like to spend time with you logan. Youāre grumpy and a little mean, you drink and you smoke and I love you all the same. Youāre who I want to be with. Youāre my person, youāre who I choose. There is no one I would rather go mattress shopping with.āĀ
He doesnāt have anything to say to that. What could he even say to that? How do you tell someone that they have shifted your sense of self? How does he begin to describe how your love has changed him? How could it not change him? Heās lived his whole life hating himself. his thoughts, his actions, to the very essence of his core, his soul, his being, he hated himself. Everything he touched he ruined, every person he loved died, he was the worst Logan and everyone knew it.Ā
Now heās not so sure. How could he be so awful when you loved him so much? He trusted you, and he trusted your judgment of character, so logically he has to face that heās not all bad. But itās more than that. Your presence in his life has to be proof of something, call it god, call it the universe, call it karma, you were all the proof he needed that at one point he did something good. He must have done something really and truly good to earn you. Thereās a voice in his head now to fight back that familiar dialogue. A voice that tells him heās a good man with bad circumstances, a voice that tells him his mistakes donāt define him, itās a voice that sounds like yours. If you, beautiful, kind and perfect you, could love him? He must have done something right. He has good in him, you make him believe it. All he can do is grab your hand and squeeze it. One day heāll tell you. One day heāll find the right words and put them in the right order and heāll be able to tell you that he is devastatingly, irrevocably and wholly in love with you. But until that day heāll hold you close, be sweet only for you, and even go mattress shopping. All for you.
That night, after you had gotten the new bed set up, you both went over to Wadeās for drinks. After about thirty minutes, Wade claps his hands with glee in the kitchen as he pours more tequila into a whiskey glass. He practically prances back into the room returning to his seat āSoooooo what šÆš»š®šŖš“š shit did you two get up with todayā he waggles his fingers at you. How did he do that with his voice? Nevermind. Logan sputters into his drink, recovering quickly āThe hell are you talkin about?ā he grunts. Wade looks delighted. āI am so glad you asked pookieā Logan groans as he continues, āI was on my daily walk around your building and I couldn't help but notice a set of your sheets and a whole mattress in your dumpster!ā Wade teases. āDaily walks?ā Logan growls āyou root through our trash?ā you question. āHold on, don't turn this around on me, either youāre sexual deviants or Wolvy dear is getting really old, or both!ā Wade coos, sipping his drink.
10 minutes later when youāre finally able to separate Logan from him with as little blood shed as possible (with varying degrees of success) you decide to cut the night short. Thirty minutes before blood might be a new record for the two of them actually. Logan presses the button to summon the elevator, you reach for your phone to- shit! āBabe I forgot my phone, Iāll be right backā he lets out a hmph to confirm he heard you. You jog back to Wadeās door, opening it with ease. Fucker never locks his door, says it an āopen invitationā. Whatever that means. āHey, sorry I forgot my phoneā Wade leans against the counter taking a break from washing dishes. āOh itās all right booā he grins as you search through the spot where you sat āBut while I have you hereā he trails off probing your response to his previous question. You found your phoneā¦ right next to Wade. Rolling your eyes at his antics āOops?ā he smiles. You punch him on your way out with no real malice, but before reaching the door, you turn back to say āWell itās not the second oneā you wink and jog right back to Logan.
Ā āHarlots!ā you hear Wade yell at you from his door before slamming it. Logan raises an eyebrow in question āWhat did ya say to him?ā you take his hand in the elevator āOh nothingā you smile with a hint of mischief. He looks at you accusatorial āwell nothing that isnāt trueā Logan groans at your response āyou know iām never going to hear the end of this. I have to interact with him wayyy more than you doā you step out of the elevator, heading towards the car as Logan continues āHeās going to ask me more questions about it, and then I'm gonna have to stab him.ā He opens the passenger door for you āthought you didnāt like it when I skewered the little shit.ā Logan pulls a cigar from the glove box, slicing off the end with a claw. āCan ya give me a light here sugar?ā he grumbles out with the cigar between his teeth as he starts the car.Ā
Fuck he was handsome. Devastatingly so. The wrinkles on his face from his seemingly permanent soured expression, his strong jaw extenuated by facial hair that would look ridiculous on anyone else, the way his shirt was unbuttoned so you could begin to see a peek of his salt and pepper chest hair, it just wasnāt fair that any man could look this good.Ā
āHonā he grunts out. You snapped back to the present, finding the lighter a bit further back in the glovebox. You hold the flame to the end while he sucks in, creating a bright cherry at the end of the stick. āI never said not to skewer himā you start āI just said I think it's gross seeing your claws fully through his skull and finding two of his fingers in between our couch cushions.ā Logan chuckles at this āSo you donāt mind me brutalizing our friend, as long as you don't have to see it.ā he puffs on his cigar. āNope!ā you pop, smiling at him āI can't believe you just called Wade your friendā Logan stops at the light and grunts out āslip of the tongueā while he looks out the window. āI don't think it wasā you lightly elbow him āI already know youāre secretly a softie, I wonāt tell him.ā he exhales another billow of smoke, but you couldnāt help but notice the tips of his ears had turned a little red. You decide not to comment on it, smiling only to yourself. This was the Logan only you got to see. Everyone else in the whole world only knew him as angry and violent with brief moments of sincerity. He was gruff and brash and had a weird way of showing he cared.Ā
As much as you were his -lord knows you have the hickeys to prove it- he was yours. The Logan that learned how to cook just to make you breakfast in bed is yours. The Logan who will wear a face mask with you is yours. The Logan who uses his claws to chop vegetables is yours. The Logan who canāt sleep if youāre not in his arms, the Logan who stands between your legs while you sit on the bathroom counter to shave him, the Logan who presses kisses to your head and ties your shoes. He was a secret, locked away from the world, buried deep inside from years of putting up walls to protect himself. He only existed with you.Ā
What a gift. What a tragedy. What an awful thought, that he hides his kindness and vulnerability from the world. What an absolute honor it is to be the only person he trusts enough to let in. It doesnāt come easy to him, it doesnāt come naturally. He makes the conscious effort everyday to break down his own walls for you.Ā
Logan rarely says āI love youā ; those three words seem to choke him every time he tries to spit them out. But when he does say them, itās always a whisper. Like if heās quiet enough the curse that seems to snuff out everyone he loves wonāt hear him, wonāt find him. Like heās worried if he says it too loud it will trigger some horrible accident that will steal you away from him, but even then he canāt help but tell you. He swallows his fear in the small hours of the night to whisper a promise to you.Ā
He doesnāt need to tell you. You can see it. You can feel it.Ā
You donāt realize youāre home until the car stops and you feel his rough fingertips on your face in a gentle touch āWhereād you go in that head of yours pretty?ā he looks deeply into your eyes. āJust thinking about you.ā you smile and press a kiss to his lips before opening your door and getting out. āWhat about me?ā he locks the car and slings an arm around you as you walk towards the elevator to go back to your home. āJust how much I love you.ā Logan pushes the button when he lets out a āhmmā at your answer, looking away. His ears were pink again. You tug his collar down for another kiss then whisper in his earĀ
āI think we need to break in that new mattressā a/n: I hope you enjoyed! let me know if you're interested in a part three. nothing motivates me like hearing what people liked, so if you enjoyed and want more, let me know!
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wing kjsr anon here!!
its pretty uncertain if she can fly or not. i hc that she did know the basics but after being fostered by kujou, she slowly forgot. since it is canon that she never really connected with her tengu side after being adopted.
another reason why i think there is a chance she might have known to fly is that in her friendship lv.6 story where she gets her vision.
"Though she had the strength of the tengu, she was still young and could not stand against the monsters alone, and was hurled from a cliff during the battle, her wings having been damaged prior.
Plummeting from the heights, and unable to unfurl her injured wings, she seemed fated to fall to her death."
like i think its hinted that she could have been able to fly and not fall if her wings weren't injured. i could be reading too much into it!
if she ever do gets a hangout quest, i hope we see her connect with her tengu side. maybe even visit that mountain she originally lived in. like we barely get any crumbs regarding her, even gorou got more than her šš
i dont play genshin anymore and wasn't really an active player but omg i think a lot we got to lrarn about her was from her teapot interactions and the character stories.
shes so forgotten and mischaracterized that everytime i see people write her as mean and cold, i need to take a deep breath and take a walk šš
i wish people started to actually learn her character than just call her a raiden simp. also bit off topic but i really hated how the inazuma archon quest ended. it pisses me off how they build so much tension just to end it like that..
signora's death was not needed imo, we barely got to even learn more about her character. and all we got about her past from were literal artifacts. and like the tension like the political complexities that happened at the time, the way we saw how people were affected after they got their vision taken away..like it was all soo well written in the beginning and then it just ended like that. inazuma was what got me into the game after liyue but also after inazuma, no quest really hit hard like how the quest where we get to see how inazuma was during the vision hunt decree.
like they wasted sm time on an npc that i could not bring myself to care about!! like i did not gaf during his death scene šš even yoimiyas quest was wasted on npcs if i remember correctly.
ok i think i rambled bit too much, but i stand by kjsr deserving more crumbs šÆšÆ
yeah, sara flying is a very grey lore area. i think at the very least we can assume she has the capacity to glide... god she makes me so emotionally unwell i need to give her so many comfort kisses shdlfjsdf also i agree somewhat with your view on the inazuma questline. i think the introductory patches like 2.0 and 2.1 were alright in building up to the war and establishing the weight of it, and how the sakoku decree has affected people from ritou to inazuma city to eventually watatsumi, and how neither citizen nor foreigner is spared. however, hoyo fumbled their landing so immensely to me. most criminally i think was there wasn't really any exploration of the fallout of the war and the decree. kokomi's story quest outlined the peace treaty between the shogunate and watatsumi, but that's literally it. why couldn't hoyo have included even a world quest or something about regular people trying to bounce back post war? surely inazuma's economy and technology has suffered ever since the decree was established. but no, there's not a single hint of information as to how these issues were resolved. it makes the war feel like it wasn't that big of a deal at all, since people seemed to have moved on pretty much immediately. it's a waste of incredibly rich story potential and as someone who does occasionally partake in writing, it genuinely hurts to see something miss the mark so horrendously.
as for teppei, i didn't feel any attachment to him at all, even when he died. honestly, i was more annoyed by him than anything. throughout the entire quest he was a part of, from when we meet him to when he dies, he maintains this cheery, naive energy to him. and again, hoyo's missed potential strikes again, because they could have written a bright-eyed character eager to partake in all the 'glory' of war coming to learn that in truth, there is no glory in war at all, only misery and suffering. that would've made a more compelling story, to me, instead of what we got. honestly, i was more attached to kazari then teppei, and she's a world quest character who doesn't say a single word. and onto signora... i will be crucified for this but to be truthful, i was never that attached to signora. yes she was very attractive when kicking venti in the guts but beyond that... she never stood out to me. i started actively disliking signora when she fucked sara up so badly we walk into tenshukaku and see her barely alive on the floor. after i saw that it was case closed for signora in my book lmao, if the shogun hadn't offed her EYE would've hsdlfjdhfljdf i fear signora will never find my forgiveness for that crime (not that it matters since she's-- *GUNSHOTS*)
anyway. one last thing about inazuma story quest before i go that has always bugged me immensely. the whole war between watatsumi and the shogunate... it's a complete farce when you think about it. there's genuinely no way the rebellion could have ever hoped to succeed if the traveler didn't show up. and i know that sounds obvious, but listen: the rebellion only exists because the shogun permits it to. realistically, if she so desired, the shogun could have sunk watatsumi in one blow. she may no longer have her gnosis in her possession, but a god is a god, and watatsumi is a godless land. i think the shogun would have been completely content turning the war into a battle of attrition, and in that sense, she has already won from the start. after all, who could possibly outlast eternity? this set the grounds for some absolutely crazy politicking and scheming that i would have absolutely LOVED to see... but we all know how the story quest ended up being so :/
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finnick odair x fem!reader fluff/angst
maybe reader was sold off similar to finnick and they bonded over the trauma of it and in the 3rd quarter quell they have a little sweet moment where readers like "i just dont think i can do it anymore'' and finnick comforts them and they cuddle a bit
Thank you for your request! I definitely got carried away with this but I hope you like it!
The Capitol was in full celebration after Peeta and Katnissās win, the two lovers destined to lose each other miraculously survived. Deep down you knew this was going to help with the revolution that you had all been planning, but faced with it know you couldnāt help but feel scared.
You let out a sigh as you watch the people continue their celebration and decide to turn around and get something for your aching shoulder. The last tribute of district three had died not too long ago and yet here you were again, being sold off to the highest bidder. The couple you had today wanted to try some things you never wanted to think about, but you still had to heal your wounds before sunrise, because god help it if someone saw you with bruises that they gave you.Ā
āLet me guess, the Levanās tonight?ā, a voice asks behind you as you get your ice pack out and you turn around to see Finnick in a similar state as you.
āAnd you Heavensbee?ā, Finnick hums and sits down on the barstool, wincing as he sits down.Ā
āHow did you guessed it?ā, he asks sarcastically, and you canāt help but sigh at his words.
āHow did you?ā, you know it isnāt a question that you need to ask, Finnick had been in this far longer than you had, and he knew practically everyone.Ā
Finnick thanks you silently as you give him the ice pack and the both of you sit down in silence, hearing the capitol still celebrating in the background. The two of you often got together after seeing clients, Finnick had helped you into the business when you had to start, and you would be forever grateful for his help. Beetee was nice but he didnāt manage to be there for you when you needed him, when Snow was selling you. Johanna had been helping you too, but she often needed some time alone after her appointments which you understood. Finnick had just always found a way to calm you down and you had gotten closer to him, missing him when you were in district three.Ā
āThings are going to change, arenāt they?ā, you canāt help but whisper after a moment and Finnick looks at you with a soft smile.
āThey are. We better get ready for it.ā, he says, and you simply nod at his words, you know that you should get ready for something to arrive in response to Katnissās rebellion.
āWe better get some sleep, got a long road back tomorrow.ā, Finnick says after a moment, and he puts the ice pack back into the freezer before turning back to you.
āBe careful. Iāll see you in six months.ā, he says before kissing your forehead and holding you for a moment.
āSee you in six months Finnick.ā, you canāt help but look at him for a few seconds more, trying to remember every single bit of him before you donāt see him anymore.
āDonāt be a stranger!ā, he yells over his shoulder as he leaves and you canāt help but laugh at his antics, knowing that Beetee had been woken up by his yelling.
Johanna arrives shortly after, and you spent the rest of the morning together before you all need to leave towards the train station to go back to your districts.Ā
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District three is cold, even more now that snow has fallen, and you canāt seem to warm yourself up but that is probably because of the announcement tonight.Ā
Snow was going to give his annual speech before the games, and he would be revealing what the third quarter quell was going to be. You had a bad feeling; you didnāt know why but you just felt like you were going into a trap.
Beetee was in his own house with Wiress to watch the announcement and you were joining them a bit later, you just couldnāt get yourself to leave the frozen lake in front of you. The anthem started and you knew that was your cue to get back to the village, Beetee and Wiress were already sat down when you arrived, and President Snow was ready to talk.
The speech was long and quite boring if you were paying attention to it, but you werenāt you just wanted to know what was going to be in the envelope. Then finally he took the envelope and you felt breathless at the sight of it.
āFor the Third Quarter Quell the tributes will be reaped from the existing pool of victors.ā, the words rang through the room for a good minute before Wiress let out a deafening scream and left the house. Beetee looked like he wasnāt surprised, but you felt like the walls were closing in on you, there was one chance out of two that you were going back into that hellhole.Ā
Finnick.Ā
He was definitely going back into them; he was the Capitols favorite; they were definitely going to rig this to get him there.Ā
Johanna was the only female victor from district seven so she will also be going back into the arena. Most of you were going back in there and only one was going to get out of there.
āHey, listen to me.ā, Beeteeās voice got you out of your thinking and you look at him, frightened by the prospects in front of you.
āWe canāt send Wiress in there, you know it I know it.ā, you knew what he meant, Wiress was kind, but she would get crazy in there even more than she is right now.Ā
āIf they call her name Iāll volunteer.ā, you whisper, feeling like you were signing your death. Beetee looks at you with a sad smile, but you look at him determined.
āWe better get back into shape.ā, you tell him, and he nods quickly.
āYou need to, I was never one for the fighting and such things. Iām going to try and figure out what could help us in there.ā, the two of you talk a bit about what you need to do when Wiress enters the house hysteric and Beetee takes her to the kitchen to calm her down.Ā
The image of Snow is frozen, and you canāt help but feel the anger come up at the sight of him, he wanted a war he was going to get one.Ā
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The training had been hard, watching what you were eating and getting back into shape in about a month. You wondered if the other victors were doing the same thing, probably well, but you tried not to think too much of them particularly Finnick.
The reaping day had arrived faster than you wouldāve wanted it to come and here you were back on stage with a deadly silent Wiress.Ā
āLadies first.ā, your escort moves towards the bowl where only two names were in and starts dramatically moving her hand around before taking a slip of paper that was going to seal your fate.
āWiress.ā, she says after a moment, and you feel sick in your stomach as you see Wiress looking around stressed.
āI volunteer as tribute.ā, you say loudly and Wiress turns to look at you, but you are already moving to stand at the place you stood 7 years ago. The district is murmuring, and the escort needs to talk multiple times before the crowds calm down.
āFor the male tribute. Beetee.ā, you knew it was going to be him but still it felt like a punch in the guts. Beetee had been your mentor and you were now going into the games with him.
The two of you get taken to the train station and as you board the train like every year you feel a sense of dread, not ready for whatās to come.Ā
The Capitol is ready for the games, having built everything back up from the ground just in time for their biggest Quarter Quell. The building is large, but you donāt have time to look at is closely before you are taken to get ready for the first ceremony.
Itās the same ritual every year and yet you canāt help but wince every time they take hair away, saying that your skin should be as smooth as possible. The make-up is still over the top but at least your dress is better than the last time you had to go into the chariot. Beetee is already there when you arrive, and you see Finnick in the distance talking with a sexier Katniss Everdeen then before. You feel a twinge of jealousy at his flirty smile but quickly dismiss it, there was no time for feelings.Ā
āDonāt you look delightful.ā, Johanna says sarcastically, and you canāt help but snort at her words before turning around.
āNot as much as you, trying to fit in with the trees? Peeta could probably give you tips on camouflage.ā, you canāt help but snigger at your words as you see her scowl, probably murdering her stylist in a hundred ways.
āWell, at least it shows off my assets.ā, she says with a smirk, and you canāt help but agree with her, she always had a beautiful body.
āHaymitch not paying attention to you?ā, you say with a smirk, and she quickly glares at you, but you ignore it to pay attention to the horses.Ā
āCouldnāt give a shit if the old man pays attention to it or not.ā, she says haughtily but you can see the flicker in her eyes.
āSure, I believe you.ā, she shoots you one last glare before turning around towards an approaching Finnick and letting out a loud whistling.
āGuess we didnāt get the memo that this was a batting suit show.ā, you canāt help but chuckle at her words and Finnick playfully glares at the two of you.
āDonāt be jealous that you canāt rock this, Jo.ā, the latter snorts before putting him on the shoulder and leave us to go and talk to Beetee.
āSilver really is your color.ā, he says after a moment of looking at you and you feel the blush on your cheeks at his words.
āI donāt know what to think of your outfit.ā, Finnick laughs softly at your words before looking around to make sure no one is listening.
āDonāt forget the meeting tonight.ā, his words are careful, and you quickly nod, reassuring him that you will be there for the meeting later that night.
The bell rings to signal everyone to get into their chariots, Finnick kisses your cheek quickly before leaving you there stunned. Beetee ushers you into the chariot and the show starts, you try to prepare yourself for the show and after a second or two you slip back into the role.Ā
--
The training center is brand new, and you can already see some victors training, trying to show off their skills while you pass them by, but you pay them no mind.
āYou know if you were going to do a striptease you could have told me.ā, you say at Johanna who was busy with her axe. The woman turns around with a wide grin and you look at her with a smirk.
āIāll tell you next time.ā, you canāt help but laugh at her words and after a quick chat you leave her to her training taking place at the gun stand.Ā
The training is as boring as it was years ago until Katniss starts using her bow and arrow and suddenly everyone is looking at her in awe. You donāt know how to feel with her, she has an emotional range even smaller than Johanna, and that is saying something. Plus, she doesnāt seem to want to work with anyone else, but Haymitch had said that he would be working on that.
āThe girl on fire strikes again.ā, Johanna says sarcastically next to you as you both watch the group of victors watching the girl.
āI donāt know why, but I donāt trust her for the moment. She is far too unpredictable.ā, Johanna hums in agreement and the two of you leave towards the lunch space before the rest of the victors join you.
Beetee gets the news later that Katniss and Peeta are choosing to not get any allies for the moment but that she was interested in getting him and Madge as allies. Which means you have to try and get the two of them out of the blood bath. But first you have to concentrate on your training scores and interviews.Ā
āLook, I know this isnāt ideal, but that girl is stubborn, and she will not change her mind. So, Johanna and Blight will get partnered up with the two of you.ā, Haymitch says while pointing towards Beetee and you before turning towards Finnick and Madge.
āFinnick will try to win her trust at the blood bath.ā, Finnick looks at him confused and you feel the same way, Katniss had clearly shown that she wanted nothing to do with anyone else.
āI know that I am charming but how will I do that?ā, Haymitch sighs for a moment before looking at all of us.
āEffie got into her head that we needed something gold to show that we are a team, I will get a bracelet that she will have clearly seen. Iāll give it to you the night before the games and you will show it to her before helping her. That way she knows she can trust you.ā, Finnick nods in understanding before looking at you and smiling reassuringly.
āNow get ready for your interviews.ā, all of us start to leave until you are left with Haymitch, Johanna and Finnick who seems to take his time.
āThis is going to be a shit show.ā, Johanna mutters under her breath and you canāt help but agree at her words.
āListen just get them out of there and then we will try to be there in time.ā, Johanna nods her head, but you can see the anger in her eyes.
āI need to get some air.ā, she leaves quickly, and you smile at Haymitch and Finnick before joining her, needing to be with a person that seems to understand your angst.Ā
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Peeta is a genius, but that was something you already knew. Throwing into the mix that there was a baby is a genius move but it wonāt be enough to stop the games. Johanna had said goodnight before leaving and Finnick had hugged you tight after reading his poem to the entire nation. You didnāt know for who it was, you secretly hoped that it was for you, but you knew you couldnāt think of that right now.
This was your last night, and you couldnāt sleep, the thought of going back in there was just too much to find sleep.Ā
Beetee and you got ready together and you saw each other one last time before seeing each other in the arena. With the clothes on you try to get yourself into the best mental state but as you enter the tube you feel a familiar sense of panic.
However, the moment you see the arena you feel even more scared than you were ever before, this arena was something completely different and it was filled with victors. No one was safe.
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The blood had fallen down on all of you and after hearing the canon of Blight in the distance you tried to keep going forward, a limping Beetee holding on to you while Johanna was leading the way. You had somehow managed to find the beach and trying to get the blood out of your eyes.
āJohanna! Jo-ā, you hear your name after Johannaās and turn around to see Finnick running towards you.Ā
You donāt have the time to realize that it is really him before he brings you into his arms, holding you tight. The two of you hold each other for a moment before he leaves the hug and turns towards Johanna. You take Beetee towards the water and starts washing him up while Johanna tells Finnick everything.Ā
There was something that was bothering you, something that you couldnāt quite catch about the arena that you were supposed to. Beetee was just looking towards the Cornucopia as if it had all the answers.
āBeetee, there is something that we arenāt catching, arenāt we?ā, the older man looks towards you with a knowing smile before turning back to look at it.
When he is finally cleaned up you take him back where his cable is and where the rest of the group is talking. Katniss doesnāt look pleased to see us, but Peeta has a kind smile on his face as we arrive.
āSo, how was your trip down the jungle?ā, you quickly ask and Finnick gives you a forced smile that leaves you looking at him questioningly.
āWe had some ups and downs, had a couple of mutts attacking us, a weird fog that burned our skin.ā, Peeta said, and you nodded along trying to keep everything in mind.
āDid you stay in the same place all the time?ā, Peeta looks at you weirdly for a moment before turning to look at the middle of the arena.
āJudging by the point of the cornucopia, we started right there but I think we left the woods right where we are now.ā, so they had travelled, and a couple of things had happened one after the other.
āDid you travel clockwise?ā, Johanna asks before adding left to right, but suddenly you get it.
āItās a clock! Johanna!ā, she looks at you for a moment confused but you turn towards the others.
āAround the cornucopia everything is divided into sections, right?ā, the group nods along.
āWhat if the arena was also divided into sections and every time something happened it was at a precise hour?ā, Beetee starts nodding along to what you are saying, and the others start to realize what you are saying.
āHoly shit.ā, Johanna says and turns around to look at the arena in front of you.
Finnick is smiling proudly towards you, and you canāt help but smile shily back at him.
āHow about we talk about every single thing we had in the arena and stock up on some weapons?ā, the whole group agrees, and you leave the beach to get some weapons, trying to restock on what you need exactly.Ā
āWatch out!ā, Johanna yells and you duck down to see a knife hitting the spot where your head was, Gloss is smirking behind you, but you just shoot him down.Ā
Johanna is fighting Cashmere and you catch sight of Enaboria and Brutus but before you can react the platform starts moving.
āWhat the hell?ā, you canāt help but explain and suddenly it starts turning around. You hold on to the structure itself and you see Johanna holding Katniss but just as it starts turning even more you see Katniss being unable to hold any longer and fall into the water. That wasnāt good, you were supposed to save the girl.
The platform stops turning and all of you rush towards the girl getting out of the water.Ā
āWell, now we definitely donāt know where what is anymore.ā, Beetee says, and you canāt help but sigh in defeat.
āWhy donāt we go and get some water?ā, Finnick suggests, and you canāt help but agree, feeling like your throat is like parchment paper.Ā
The jungle isnāt reassuring, and you are a bit unsure to let Finnick and Katniss go just the two of them, but Peeta asks you some questions about district three and you decide to stay to answer them. The four of you are talking until you see Katniss coming back looking like she was followed by something but as she arrives, she is unable to pass the wall. You see Finnick in the distance and you feel sick at the sight of his pale face, the stress and pain overwhelming him.
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It feels like hours before they get to leave that place, Katniss is in Peetaās arms, and you try to talk to a shaking Finnick.
āHey, you are out of there.ā, you whisper softly and Finnick nods slowly, his eyes firmly shut.
āIāll go and get us some water.ā, Katniss tries to stop Johanna, but the woman turns around with a hard look.
āDonāt worry there is no one left that I love, they canāt use anyone against me.ā, she says before leaving to get water. You know you should probably go see her, but Finnick is holding you tightly, so you stay.
The six of you go back on the beach and you see Johanna and Katniss finally talking for once.Ā
āThey seem to finally get along.ā, you laugh a little at Finnickās words before turning around to see him.
āHow are you doing?ā, he sighs as he looks at the water before turning back to you.
āCould have been better, I lost Mags.ā, you feel sick at the words, and you quickly bring him into an embrace holding him tight in your arms. He hugs you back just as strongly and you stay that way for a moment.
āThe birds.ā, Finnick seems to hesitate as he stops the hug and turns back towards the water.
āThey were screaming like people we knew and loved.ā, Finnick says after a moment and you sigh, only the capitol would do something like this.
āI donāt think I can do all of this anymore.ā, you whisper and Finnick looks at you surprised, but his eyes are full of understanding.
āI donāt think I can either.ā, the two of you stay there in silence for a moment, watching the ocean.
āWeāve lost everything, ourselves, our families, then we had to go sell our bodies and if it wasnāt enough here we are again in the arena.ā, Finnick sighs at your words and you shake your head.
āSometimes I wish that I had died in that arena back then. Maybe it wouldāve been far much easier.ā, Finnick looks at you sadly and you canāt help but sigh as you think of your next words carefully.
āBut then I remember that I never wouldāve met you, and that wouldāve been a shame.ā, Finnick looks surprised at your words and the sudden spur of confidence that you had disappeared as you turned back towards the ocean.
āThe birds, they were replicating your voice. Begging for me to help you.ā, you turn around in surprise at his words and Finnick looks pained before chuckling under his breath.
āThey knew exactly who to use to drive me crazy in there because-ā, Finnick hesitates for a moment, but you hold his gaze, looking at his sea green eyes for a moment.
āBecause Iāve loved you for years. I fell in love with you through the years more and more and I donāt think I could ever stop loving you.ā, you feel breathless at his words, tears in your eyes at his words.
āAnd if you donāt feel the same way I understand I just-ā, you donāt let him finish, you bring him into a loving kiss that portrays all the emotions you feel towards him and after a second or two Finnick kisses back. He holds you like you are the most precious thing on the planet, and you hold him as close as possible.Ā
The two of you only separate when you need air, but you are smiling at each other like idiots.Ā
āYou know Iāve always wanted it all, saving everyone, a family, and all of that. But now I just want you.ā, you whisper and Finnick smiles at you lovingly.
āCanāt get rid of me now.ā
āYou are stuck with me Finnick Odair.ā, he laughs softly before bringing you into another kiss. You know that you are in an arena but still, you hold him close and let yourself bask in the attention and touch.
āNot that Iām not happy that the two of you got your head out of your asses but we have a plan.ā, Johanna yells and the two of you break apart to look at her smirking face.
āWe are never hearing the end of this are we?ā, Finnick says while laughing and you join in his laughter.
āNo, she will hold this above us for the rest of our lives.ā, he laughs at your words before helping you get up to join the others.
Everything in this arena is hell and life after getting out of here will be even more difficult but as you feel Finnickļæ½ļæ½s hand in yours and you see the rest smiling and talking you know that there is something worth fighting for.
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ok so i haven't watched housemd since i was a kid and just finished s1 and i am just. why is cameron written like that. genuinely her thing with house had me so completely lost this season. feels like a waste of a great actress but?? maybe I'm wrong?? she just feels so. empty as a character to me. regardless i would love to know what your opinion is on the character bc from what i remember it doesn't get better from here
I dont blame you ban-joey and I really appreciate your courage to send this off anon. We probably have the same experience. I watched house as a kid too (when I was 14, like 10 yrs ago) and hated her for being contrarian and inconsistent and in the way. But since then iāve looked inward and found i was imposing double standards wrought by internalized misogyny. Anyway.
My opinions on cameron:
Number 1, if i were her i would shoot my shot with house too. excuse me. as if most of us on here are not just twennyā¦ thirty somethings pining after old men. happily going on a monster truck date? getting a date in return for the old man to have me back on my team? Yeah. I respect the hustle. fuck that old man or whatever. marry him when heās sick. phantom thread him
Number 2, liking Cameron is easy once you accept. That she is really really really not normal. I know this may be something you already know. But internalize it. She says something righteous but it doesnt mean that that is her defining trait. There is something so deeply wrong with her. I know youāre still on season 1 and Yes she Gets Worse but if you are working with the same lens as i am (that thereās something WRONG with her) then everything that happens makes sense. [spoilers] Of course youre only attracted to people when theyāre sick and dying. Of course your reaction to being told youre boring is getting high on your patientās drugs a few weeks away from your HIV test results. Of course you wanted to cheat on your dying husband with his best friend who comforted you while your husband was dying but you didnāt and you still havenāt after the fact he died. Of course you kept your dead husbandās sperm. Of course you wanted to kill a dictator but didnt, and then got pissed at your husband who Did kill him, a husband you actually felt nothing for and was hesitant to even let propose to you [/end spoilers] sheās so funny. If she were a guy theyād call her a messy bitch and love her for it. she has uncategorizable mental illnesses masking as a savior complex.
Number 3, youāre right about the emptiness on some level though. They wanted to write her out of the show and they did her so bad. And Iād say yeah sheās inconsistent as a character, but that goes for Everyone in this show. House isnāt consistent. Wilson isnāt consistent. None of them are consistent. Cameron is only as well-written as the writer who knows how to write her. Iāve suspected the only reason i hated her when I was 14 was she got in the way of hilson. But nowadays that stuff is so unserious to me. All i care about now is messy people being messy about other people
Number 4, she compels me. I like that sheās interesting. I donāt like most of her decisions, I disagree with her the most, but itās interesting. Sheās fun to Watch. Sheās no Foreman (that guy is a case study in layers of character depth but thatās for another ramble) but thatās more than i can say for her than someone like, say, Chase LMAO
That being said if you dont like cameron then thatās fine š we live in a society etc etc
I end with this (thank you jackie for putting this image on my feed)
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Vhagar's diary (The Point of view of a dragon) ((Slight spoof)
This fanfic has been dedicated to my friends, who told me to start writing and to kinda dont give a f what people think about it, tbf people will always moan.
The majestic dragon Vhagar shares her story, in a exclusive interview/tell all biography. What does she remember and what can she tell us about the past? What do we know? Vhagar tells all is part of a mini series featuring three parts of Vhagars life leading up to house of the dragon, with her ...unique thoughts and perspective!
I have always been a simple, elegant and well-educated dragon. I was born at Dragon Stone, which would become the ancestral seat of the Targaryens. The Targaryen family has plagued me for as long as Iāve been alive. From the very moment I hatched, I was wary and paranoid of those white-haired people. It was very clear to me, as with any other sane soul, that there was something incredibly wrong with them. So, naturally: I felt right at home in their presence!
I could hear the swords clash whenever Aegon, Visenya and Rhaenys were around. I could smell the sweet smell of blood whenever they were near and feel the fire burn in their veins, yes all that is true. But I must admit that I never felt more comfortable as I did at Dragonstone. It is perhaps a bit childish, but I hatched there. It shall always be my home.
What did I think of the three conquerors personally? Aegon smelled funny. He smelled like cattle and he had a big dragon called Balerion. Aegon was a true Targaryen in name, and birthright, and shared this wonderful bloodthirsty mind that befitted a Targaryen. He also gave me treats whenever Visenya would look away. Aegon married both Rhaenys and Visenya, for some reason I as a dragon quite donāt understand. But he preferred Rhaenys over Visenya, unfortunately.Ā
It was difficult for me when he died, Iāll admit it. I wish I had killed him for the pain he inflicted on Visenya. That will forever be my greatest regret, dear reader. I lit his funeral pyre, but I must admit it is no fun lighting a corpse that has been killed by a better, clever and stronger someone before you.
Rhaenys was a sweet boring woman and therefore never interested me, personally. But as Visenyaās first soldier, loyal servant and beloved pet I had to see and watch how Aegon treated Rhaenys and Visenya and let me tell you it was so difficult to not breathe fire at each of them whenever i saw them together.
Visenya. Visenya was the cleverest sweetest most generous and greatest woman that ever lived and shall ever live, mark my words and count my scales! From the moment we bonded, I knew, that woman was a special soul, like me. I could tell, because these are my words, so you have to either buy them, or leave it.Ā
I remember after she and I bonded; she did a victory ride, with me, soaring through the skies. I never had been bonded before, and no riderās bond would be as strong as the one I shared with her. I always suspected that Visenya and I were part of the same soul, brought together by fate. We were meant to die together, too.Ā
Aegon, the pervert, was watching us, and now that she did have a dragon, he was interested in marrying his other sister as well. Visenya was happy. I think I know why. She was finally noticed. She was finally good enough.
From the moment I hatched, I always have been in Balerionās shadow. Quite literally. Have you seen the size of that beast? But sadly, it is true, I swear on my beautiful horns. The Black dread, they called him. He inspired genuine fear, true terror in ways I could only dream of. You must know, that I was quite the pathetic baby lizard at that time, but I grew and I grew harder out of pure spite, jealousy, and determination.Ā
It was a sight to behold, the conquest. So many burning things, so many fleeing things! Visenya and I flew to Stokeworth. I never understood humans very well, but according to Visenya StokeWorth was not first in line when the gods handed out brains. They shot bolts at us until I turned the castle roofs to crisp and ash.Ā
At some point, they crowned Aegon too, I canāt recall when it happened, as I donāt really care about Aegon, much as you can probably tell.Ā I do recall Visenya feeding me a nice big cowhead as a thank you for my loyal servitude. I never had any friends, but she comes close to what I would consider a friend if you must know.
Castles fell at our feet, men begged us for mercy, they screamed prayers at their gods as I and the other dragons soared above the skies of Westeros, teaching it the meaning of āFire and Bloodā. It felt great to be a part of something bigger than me, something that I would know would last centuries. Something that I would know would last long after I had left behind this, earthy crispy shell of a ball.
It was great. But like all great things, this came too an end.Ā
The Dornish people killed Rhaenys and the dragon Meraxes in Dorne. Aegon never was the same after their deaths, neither was Visenya. There was this hole left in her soul that no dead body could fill. We went on a beautiful trip to Dorne, avenging the fallen Queen and her dragon. I did not care much for revenge; I was just happy to be invited and to taste Dornish.Ā
Aegon died in 37 AC, and I was invited to light his funeral pyre. I did so with great pride and effort, happy to see the flames lick away the remains of that man. Visenya had again lost something very dear to her, and she remained close to me. The eldest of the three, yet the last alive.
In 41 AC, I saw my birthplace again. Visenya had taken me back to Dragonstone, when Aenys, one of the sons Aegon had fathered, named another Aegon, the prince of Dragonstone, which made him the heir of the Targaryen kingdom we just conquered. I pray to their āgodsā whatever these might be, that this is the final man named Aegon in the Targaryen dynasty, as this dragon already finds this incredibly confusing.Ā I understand my lady was very upset. We passed the moon, and it turned red, according to witnesses. Well, those had a little bit too drink, I think. I did not see such a thing.Ā
It fell from the skies and shattered. I did see that. But what they claim? No thatās a lie, my apologies.Ā
The rest of the tale that follows is the tale of the maesters, of corrupt men writing on powerful women. I would not speak ill of the dead, though I do so with much pleasure, but my Visenya was no evil woman. She was gentle with me, she was good and kind. She had given dozens of reasons to burn her sister and brother alive, jealousy being the main one. I must admit, perhaps time erased all the horrible things Visenya did, and only made her sweet in my memory. I do not see Visenya as some beacon of goodness. I see her as any dragon should see their riders: Once upon a time, I was confronted by a girl who stared into my eyes, tears running down her face, begging for a chance to become a Queen. And I gave it to her.
As a dragon, it is hard for me to remember all this stuff. I did not become attached to much humans in my lifetime. Most I ate. But Visenya was unique for I felt we had a connection. A deep connection that threw us together and bound us.Ā
It was terrifying watching Visenya visit me, every time a little thinner, and a little thinner. I once shared my cow with her, but she did not like the meat, I think. Visenya was declared dead in the year 44 AC, but she died much earlier, I tell you. I watched her die, multiple times a day, multiple times a year, until I finally felt this, horrible emptiness. I wept and screamed, breathed fire until I had blackened the walls of dragonstone, but none of it mattered. I knew she was gone. Nothing could bring her back. I felt alone, truth be told.
At that moment, all I wanted was to join her. We should have died together, fighting as warriors. They call my lovely lady a Kinslayer, perhaps a Kingslayer and a murderer and an unfaithful witch. Well, let them, I say. My lady remains one of the most iconic queens of the Targaryen dynasty, and I shall forever be proud she was my first rider.Ā
She was amazing.
Not as amazing as me, but be honest: Who even can be?!
Vhagar's diary ends here. A part two might be in the works, I love vhagar very much and i like imagining her life but clearly she forgets/misremembers things and its so fun to write something else for a change.
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*some emerald grove devil au with a spicy mama??*
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FalĆ»ne: *gliding along just above the group, lazily doing loops and twirling in the updraft beside the risen road* Those gnolls mustāve been the ones that attacked the Tieflings the day they came to the grove, they tore right through those people- hm? *looks ahead seeing blood and charred earth leading towards the river*
Gale: At least we found Lihalas lute. Iām sure Alfira will be happy to see it safe, at least she can hold the memory of her teacher within the music she plays.
Astarion: that or remind her of her gruesome slaughter- whereād our friend go?
Wyll: *looks up to see FalĆ»neās tail disappear over the trees* ā¦ *runs off after him and freezes in shock seeing him approaching Karlach* LĆ GET BACK!
FalĆ»ne: *looks back at him* Sheās hurt! *steps forward* hey itās alright, Iām a friend, are you okay? *backs up as the tiefling stands tall and flames billow off of her*
Karlach: Me? *grins* never better! *eyes up his wings and devil like characteristics* A shame for you then devil! *readies her axe*
Wyll: DONT YOU DARE LAY A HAND ON HIM FIEND!! *grabs Falƻne and yanks him back to safety*
Karlach: well Iāll be damned, the blade of frontiers cavorting with devils.
Wyll: Heās a devil only by blood, but his heart is pure. Unlike you. *draws his blade* Your end is- ARGHHH!
Karlach: *recoils as her tadpole connects to his and Lƻnes, her eyes seeing through the blue devils and finding only kindness and love, nature all around him and the blessing of a unicorn* wh-what was that?!
FalĆ»ne: *seeing the hells up close for the first time through her eyes. The horror, the suffering, the bloodshed and the roaring heat of hellfireā¦ and feeling an odd sense of comfort from all of it* I- *focuses harder and sees a faceless figure, then karlach herself being dragged through to the hellās themselves, sold into eternal servitude against her will* it was, the tadpole- youā¦ Youāre not a devilā¦ youāre a tiefling! You were sold to Zariel!
Karlach: Well fuck me, you, youāre really a kind devil thenā¦ thereās a first for everything it seems.ļæ¼
Wyll: No! You canāt believe a word she says sheās lying to you!
FalĆ»ne: I know a lie when I hear it, Wyllā¦ you should know how hard it is to lie to a devilā¦ sheās telling the truth.
Wyll: No! She served Zariel! She-
FalĆ»ne: Against her will, *walks in between them and gently places his hand on his blade, lowering it* listen to reason nowā¦ pleaseā¦
Wyll: Shitā¦ Shit!! *sighs* youāre rightā¦ Iāve been mislead thenā¦ you really are no devil.
Karlach: whewā¦ thank the gods, I was worried Iād have to take your head off.
Wyll: hm, you would have died in the attempt.
FalĆ»ne: someone set you on Karlachs tail, and Iād like to know who.
Karlach: aye, me as well, go on then wyll. Youāre among friends.
Wyll: in a few days time youāll find out, and no doubt I will pay my penance then.
FalĆ»ne: penance?ā¦ should I be worried?
Wyll: youāre not in any danger. From what Iāve witnessed, youāre a far more powerful devil than her anyway.
Karlach: another devil? How many have you been dealing with??
FalĆ»ne: well thereās me, my uncle and now this mysterious third but- *recoils a little as the flames suddenly grow hotter and Karlach grones holding her chest* Sh-shit youāre still hurt! Let me-
Karlach: no no, thatās all healed- ughhh my engines whatās aching.
FalĆ»ne: engine?ā¦
Karlach: my engine. *smacks her chest* zariel stole my heart and replaced it with this contraptionā¦ now sheās sent her yappy little attack dogs after me to get it back it seems. So called paladins of tyr, they cornered me outside the tollhouse.
FalĆ»ne: hm, letās send them back to her with a warning then.
Karlach: Fuck yes!
*30 minutes later*
Falƻne: *holding Anders by his throat* please work- Karlach, come here.
Karlach: *engine boiling over with rage as she stalks closer, axe ready to kill* Tell Zariel I said h- *blinks as FalĆ»neās hand reaches into her chest, his skin feeling cool like ice, claws gently smoothing over the blistering infernal metal as he grasps hold of it* huh?? What are you?
Falƻne: Sending the warning. *lets go of Anders throat and plunges his other fist into his rib cage, grabbing hold of his heart and with a small spark of fiendish magic, switching it with the engine* EVERYONE BACK UP! *grabs karlach and pushes her back as Anders suddenly begins to blister and boil from the inside out, clawing at his skin and screaming in agony as the engine cooks him alive before exploding all across the room in a smouldering pile of entrails*
Karlach: *staring at it in shock, the engine nestled amongst it* you- *gasps as the engine and pile of flesh crumbles into ash, no doubt respawning in hell back at zariels feet where the deal was made* you just?ā¦ *feels her chest, a heartbeat soft and gentle thrumming away* I have, a heart again?ā¦
FalĆ»ne: you doā¦ h-heh I canāt believe I actually did it! I-
Karlach: *pulls him into a hug and holds him tight* th-thank you. Thank you so much I- *sniffles as she starts to cry* Iām going to live!
FalĆ»ne: yeahā¦ *smiles and hugs her back* ā¦You really need a bath you stink of hellfire.
*that evening*
Mizora: Karlach meets the criteria by having no heart.
Falƻne: Karlach has a heart though, look.
Mizora: what no she- *shuts up seeing no vents left on her skin, no flaming glow, no flames, nothing* what?ā¦
āWhich means your contract with Wyll is now Null and Void and my contract will now take its place.ā
Mizora: *face dropping in a moment of panic as she spins around to see Raphael sauntering over* A-Ah, l-lord Raphael, I had no clue you were involved with my little pet, surely we can resolve this amicably.
Raphael: we might, if my nephew wishes so. *looks over at lƻne*
Falƻne: *shakes his head*
Raphael: *nods and snaps his fingers suddenly binding Mizora in infernal chains* Karlach, you may have the honours.
Karlach: *grabs her axe* Fuck yes!! *runs at Mizora*
Raphael: *summons wylls new contract* just sign and youāll have everything you need from me.
Wyll: the only requirement is keeping lƻne safe?
Raphael: believe it or not I do actually care about my nephews wellbeing. The contract is just a security to be certain heās in safe hands.
Wyll: huh, what happens if I fail?
Raphael: do you want to find out?
Wyll: nope. *signs it quickly and jumps as a rapier of infernal metal appears in his belt*
Raphael: wonderful. Now then- *suddenly plucks out wylls eye and seemingly crushes it in his palm before reshaping it with runes to communicate with him directly* Iāll be keeping an eye on things through you now. Do not disappoint me Mr Ravenguard. *tosses it at his face making it land perfectly back in his eye socket*
Wyll: ah-
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hey ari. im guessing that rancid anon probably ruined your night a bit (or whatever time it is for you) but i just wanna offer a bit of comfort.
i often have shit days and nights and your writing really makes a difference. whenever i feel like my intelligence is being indulted or those sround me dont really value me your odd duck brings happy tears to my face. i dream i can find someone as understanding as the bruce that you write.
your secret reader warms my very sole. when, again, i feel like those around me would want me to leave and not return, having someone that chooses to be there because of it all is something i dont have the luxury of, but your jason gives me a glimpse of that.
i know first hand how your skills at doing something you love can feel so disheartening and soul wrenching. your writing is whats gotten me through so much shit this past year and however many months ive been following you for.
obviously i dont know you, we are not friends, but i truly wish the best for you and feel elated when good things happen (that new job after expressing how awful the previous one made you feel? yeah, it gave me some encouragement as well). you've truly made a difference in my life with your writing, no matter how small you may think it is.
thank you for everything ari, and please excuse any mistakes. im on mobile and a bit emotional
I appreciate you anon, and I'm glad you're here. š I'm glad that I can help. Thank you so much. Ć never really can articulate how much messages like this mean to me
They didn't ruin my night. It was just... really disgusting to say they were glad my dad died. But. I'm okay. It's hard to take people like them seriously because they'd never have the guys to say that to my face. Or even off anon. They want to see me ruffled and upset and I'm not. I'm mostly concerned for their mental wellbeing.
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ive yet to really see anyone else point this out but i think fyodor is going to end up being one of the most gut-wrenchingly unstable and sympathetic (to ME atleast) characters in bsd. what i perceive as foreshadowing for this has all been pretty vague, but thats really only further ammunition considering the way asagiri likes to write via throwing the wildest shit at us out of nowhere at 50mph and expecting us to deal with it. how did i first come to this conclusion? harukawas eye thing
this is going to be long please proceed with caution if you read slowly or just not at literal supersonic speed. rant under cut u know how this works
for those unaware or who have since forgotten the exact details, here is the image explaining harukawas thing with eyes, click to read;
so. fyodors eyes are usually very light, which a few other people have pointed out is probably due to the fact he genuinely believes his goal of ridding the world of abilities is following gods will; almost everything he does is a necessary evil to acheive the idealistic dream of a world without abilities. he understands his actions are wrong, but you cant go through with a goal such as that without doing morally reprehensible things in the process. anws so as user wildflowerteas pointed out his eyes are extremely dark after hes resurrected
now, could this just be signifying that fyodor can now continue doing his fucked up little deeds via his functional immortality? yes. but asagiri doesnt seem to write that way and i need an excuse to defend fyodor because im insane
asagiri generally doesnt write characters, especially important ones, as subscribing to one specific side of the moral compass. sure, there are characters that are more morally good or bad or gray than others, but not every one of their actions is as such. characters arent straight heroes or villains in their actions, and sometimes not even narratively; fitzgerald did everything for his wife to finally be happy and see her daughter again, dazai still trained akutagawa the way he did despite knowing it was abusive because his circumstances couldnt allow him to change before oda died, et cetera
so, lets interpret it another way. fyodors eyes being dark after resurrection may not be a reflection of his sinister personality, but rather the way he views and experiences his own countless deaths. he is purified in death and tainted when hes brought back; at peace in his last moments and destroyed when hes alive again. so what conclusion did this realization bring me to? fyodor is a suicidal maniac and hates his ability hear me out Please
in hindsight it seems really obvious to me now; what other reason could have spurred him on to try to desperately to erase abilities if not because he himself despises his own? his ability is truly the purest act of cruelty someone can experience when driven to the point he has been; it lets him bask in the calm of death, the comfort of everything finally ending, the solace that hes going to be finally rewarded for his actions by god. but only for a moment. once that moment is over, hes torn back into the world of the living, in the body of his own killer, the corpse of his last vessel staring him in the face as if to mock him for what he could never have. it deprives him of the human right to even die. what kind of person who claims to love all humanity wouldnt want to free the world of abilities, if others' have caused them as much pain as his has to him?
okok i apologize for making u hear me wax poetic about an anime twink version of fyodor dostoevsky but if youre still not convinced, which is ok i can see why this would be very insane to someone who isnt obsessed with this guy, i want you to just imagine for a moment how living with that kind of power would effect you. while we dont know fyodors exact age, we can assume that hes been alive for at least about 500 years due to his ability. fyodor isnt some kind of immortal being that has a conveniently human form, he is an actual human being who was first murdered presumably just in his twenties based on his appearance, who then had to slowly come to the realization that he will experience small spots of death before having to continue the same cycle of immortality for forever. human beings cant grasp the concept of infinity; our brains arent wired to deal with the idea, because everything in our own lives comes to an end. fyodor will never experience that. even if you view him as plain evil, pure and simple, no human being wishes to have their brain broken by the hands of infinity. and yet thats what fyodor is experiencing
#something something repeated theming of dehumanization in bsd#bsd#bungou stray dogs#bungou gay dogs#fyodor dostoyevsky bsd#fyodor dostoevsky#sowwy spamming tags cause i have a lot of thoughts and i want people to tell me if im going insane or not#is there anything else i can add actually#bsd theories#? yeah that works
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Vashwood thematically feels like two starts orbiting each other very closely, while Vashmeryl is like a planet naturally orbiting a start or large force of mass. Like they both are about two people revolving around each
i see u and if u dont mind me pulling off this to make it much more essay-ish than it needs to be,
for me it feels like vash has 2 sides to his character and both wolfwood n meryl are there to understand each of those sides
wolfwood relates to and resonates w his more "monstrous" side, theyve both seen hell and come out with completely different views but despite that they still are probably the only two who really Get eachother for that, just feeling too big for your skin and that theyr only deserving of loneliness, but they find eachother and they click because they fit more in with the monstrous, evil, barely human people of nomans land who want to see it burn and theyr always pulling themselves from comfort and happiness because they feel they dont deserve it and they need to atone for the people who Made them, but they find it in eachother whether they mean to or not until the very end. they even became so enamoured with eachother that when wolfwood died, in a sense, he joins rem in vash's head as someone to fight for and someone who shapes his reasoning, he only kills legato to save livio because wolfwood died for livio, just like how rem died to save everyone so then anyone dying would be a waste of her death
for meryl she sees herself in the more human side of vash, despite all hes been through he still smiles like its nothing and she knows damn well thats not normal and hes hiding his pain because hes still a person. when vash kills legato he breaks down completely she holds his head in her lap and thinks about how she did the same when she first killed someone because its such a human reaction, something the people of nomans land seem to have forgotten. theyr horribly terrified to get close to eachother because she knows hes not human, she knows what hes capable of and shes absolutely got issues herself with being emotionally closed off and for vash we know he punishes himself by not allowing himself simple comforts as well as the fact he knows hes a danger to those around him but theres still a person in there and meryl sees it and vash knows she does and is so relieved that Someone does but theyr both too traumatised to get close but by the end of the manga we start to see them perhaps warming up to the idea of being closer
you can even expand further on this with wolfwood's status as a victim of the narritive by watching how all the gungho guns are picked off one by one (besides livio) including knives and wolfwood because thats vash's whole reason for not just giving up and living a quiet human life as eriks, wolfwood (and knives, and the rest of the gungho huns) dying can be read as vash losing his need to be a monster, and while it pains him to see his partner and brother die its like that inhuman part of him - or the need to use it - dying too, which can also be seen in his hair turning black, and whos still there by the end when his hairs fully black and theres no threat forcing him to be a monstrous angelic saviour to the world? meryl - his humanity. we dont really see much of him living as human (such as allowing himself to grieve, recover, love, eat, sleep, form bonds, laugh, smile, be happy) before the series ends but i love that it lets us fill in the blanks
anyway uhh TL;DR wolfwood brings understanding and comfort in vash's inhumanity and meryl reminds him of and encourages his humanity
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Ghostface TaiVan x reader BlurbsĀ
AN: this might suck or be really obvious but I really wanted to do TaiVan for obvious reasons. And ghostface has been looking quite good lately. This was requested by @glrlsriot
DatingĀ
If you are already dating Tai and Van they would try to keep their secret away from you . Because the last thing they want is you getting hurt or finding out.
They would be so protective of you. Someone is bullying you at school itās taken care of. Some dude was creepy to you at the store suddenly heās gone missing. One of the girls on the team has been flirting with you, a broken leg that was an āaccidentā
Taissa is the most protective out of the two and she plans all the of murders. Taisse seems like she is very smart and intelligent when it comes to it.
Van seems really sweet but we know she has a certain side to her. (Like how she was after Javi died.)
So I feel Tai would make the calls and Van would carry out the murders. Tai might get in on it as well if she feels like it or if Van needs some help.
If you start getting suspicious at everyone dying around you then suddenly one of them will get attacked by ghostface while with you.
Or they would break into your house to scare you but not physically harm you.
And then comfort you as if they didnāt chase you around with a knife to get you to trust them again. You sleep in between them for almost a month worried about ghostface coming back.
Van seems like a Stu type to me you know making jokes about the killings even though it makes her look very guilty.Ā
And Tai is more of a could care less about who has been killed. āOh she was killed ā¦. That too bad.ā She says in a slightly monotone voice.
What Iām saying is they are kinda sorta like Stu and Billy in their like ghostface dynamics. (Scream mega fans dont come for me).
If you ever did find out they would totally guilt you into staying with them. Making sure you wont be left alone so you donāt have anytime to rat them out to anyone.
Not Dating
They would watch you from afar during class, during practice, if you show up to parties.
You think they are judging you because they stare at people all the time like that. You look over and they are both observing you.
They spend a lot fo time watching you. They always say its to ā keep you safeā but the only threat to you is them.
They have broken into your house a few times when you weren't there to steal things that belong to you. You go home and find one of yout hoodies gone. You swear you saw it in Vans bag at practice but brushed it off as a coincidenceĀ
They would definitely break into your house while your there just to see that look of fear in your eyes. They donāt want to hurt you just mess with you.
And again so they can ā hear about itā at school and comfort you about it. They offer to let you sleep over with them for a weekend. If it makes you feel better.
If it gets to a point where they need more trust they might try the break in thing again but this just leaving a cut on you. So they can come over and help you clean it.Ā
They are being so gentle with you you don't even notice how happy they seem when you call them for help first.
And if you do find out like this lets just say you will ādisappearā for a bit you aren't dead but they need to be sure your not going to tell on them.
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