#might be noncanon acting my bad

[pookielious]

Hold Me Closer

eugene roe x babe heffron

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It had been only a few hours since gene had patched heffron up, they where still at the line, planning to move forward into a small town  in attempts to gain more territory. Bastogne was in ruins, the bodies left in the ruins of the town where far to dangerous to get out right now, but Bastogne was still used as a aid station it was the best they could do till another supply drop would come , hopefully in the near future. 

It had been a relatively quiet day at least for the front, some firing here and there but nothing easy company hadn't seen before

"So where'd you get this auh?" Heffron spoke up finally , looking  at the stripped blue fabric of his make shift bandage "Kraut drop it or sumn'thin?",

"No" gene answered tiredly "found it in bastogne— when we took Gordon I think" he said,  his eyes on his hands, beat up and stained with dried blood 

"I heard you tellin'  winters about bastogne, is it really that bad there?" Heffron question,  shifting a bit to but his hands in his pockets

"Its in ruins ," he answered honestly " they bombed the whole thing" he stared off at his hands , picking at the blood under his finger nails as he reimagined the scene of it all, fires and the cracking sound of the wood houses giving "nothin' left but they're still taking wounded men there"

"Gave us a merry Christmas " babe retorted sarcastically, Renée is all that Eugene thought about , for chrismas they'd taken her away, his chrismas gift was all that was left of her. A scarf. "Right" Eugene said in reply so much for a christmas 

" 'ey Gene?"

"Hm?" He hummed glancing red at the redhead

"Merry christmas " babe smiled softly

" merry chrismas heffron" 

Babe laughed a little laying back in the fox hole "are you ever gonna stop with the 'heffron' shit?" He questioned

"Probably not" he said truthfully, he didn't fancy calling people by their nick names, it just made things alot easier at least  in his mind. just as babe opened his mouth to talk the two heard a shot then strangely enough a splash the two looked at eachother confusedlt; gene straightened up  and babe grabbed his gun, crouching and looking over at the line, nothing ?

"Medic !" A familiar voice called out

The two waited a second 

"Doc!" The same voice called out

"Was that a sniper?" Babe said confusedly looking at Eugene who stood up from his crouching position  "I don't know"

"Go! Com'on" heffron said quickly peeking over the foxhole at the line , he figured it was just a sniper or somthing  he saw no other shots or any sort of flashing and Gene complied getting out of the hole and running to where the same voice called him

A he was close to the line he knew that, there was a short drop down a small hill he hadn't seen and he practically rolled down it

"Doc !? You okay?!" A voice yelled out, different than the one before , joe toye he figured out  "im fine!" Gene continued and stood up , making his way towards toye again as he saw another figure and half of another one , he would've paused if it wasn't for the adrenaline rushing through his body from the fall and the sniper "What's going on—" the ground shook and the sky flashed "wouldya get me out!" Luz , who was the half body gene had seen yelled "yer gonna get me shot!"  The man shivered, flopping like a fish to try and wiggle himself out if the water, it was a almost humorous to watch

due to the shock to his muscles and the weight of his gear it was a useless effort Gene looked confusedly, he was half submerged in a now ,leibgott,  who had been the 3rd figure gene had saw was trying to left him out  

The 3 managed to get him out without getting  shot, he was drenched he had been fully submerged for only a few seconds but he'd been in the water for a good minute, enough time partnered with the cold it was good enough to get him a bad case of hypothermia "toye go get a jeep! And some blankets, towels, anything we need to get him dry !" Toye nodded and ran off ahead of the two,  leibgott and gene carried Luz who had started shivering violently

Once they got back up to the company they set Luz down and started getting all of his gear and top layers of clothes off "ain't that gonna make him more cold?!" Liebgott questioned rather loudly "he's gon' freeze to death if we dont!" 

Toye came back running with a blanket , nearly tripping over someone's fox hole and a few  sticks and the ground that where to be used as camouflage  for the foxholes "dry him off quickly!" Gene ordered and the 3 started to rub him off rather aggressively with the cover,  gene knew they couldn't have a fire for them nor would he be able to start of quick enough with wet hands, he stood up, ripping the medic arm band off of his jacket that was held on with some strategic sewing and mostly safety pins and stuffed the syrettes and morphine into his back before also taking that off, he then unzipped his jacket and knelt back down with the help of leibgott he got it onto Luz "awh– d-oc youre-" where the only words Luz could get out

The jeep pulled up with in seeing distance and the 3 got up , picking Luz back up again "don't you worry about me" gene insisted, gene let go of Luz and grabbed his sopping wet equipment, placing them in the passenger seat  foot rests of the jeep "toye, go with him make sure they get him  inside of somewhere,  broken building or anything that'll get him protected from the wind, ya here?" Toye nodded and hopped into the passenger seat at as jeep sped away.

At first the feeling of cold hadn't him, he'd noticed the strange looks he'd gotten from most of 2nd battalion he'd saw as he ran around , bandaging wounds, mostly accidental ones from being scared by the sudden shoots but after the adrenaline had finally wore off it came at him hard, gene really wasn't made t  handle the cold all that much, Louisiana was a much more hotter climent then western Europe . he made is rounds, checking up on everyone else incase he'd missed anything or to hear if they needed anything as usual , buck had taken a notice as gene stopped at his foxhole 

"Where your jacket?" Buck started, looking up at him as he ate a makeshift snowcone with the powered lemonade that was common amongst the soliders 

"With George Luz sir" gene managed, crouched next to the foxhole, holding himself to keep some warmth

"Luz?" buck questioned,  the confusion plastered is normally plain expression, dancing around in his ice blue eyes "Why does Luz have it?"

"Needed it more then me, " gene continued "Germans lured toye 'n him  with some supplies — they ain't notice it was over some frozin' over lake" he shifted slightly, he knew he needed to stay moving in order to lessen the feeling of cold "liebgott tried to get them outta there but snipe cracked the ice, Luz fell right in" 

Buck sighed softly "right" the blonde nodded, thinking for a moment  " check with Nixon and winters they're probably hanging about , see if they can do anything for you"

Gene simply nodded and stood up, continuing his arounds

He hasn't managed to spot nixon or winters, they always went around in a pair so he doubted he'd find just one of them sitting around, he got back to his foxhole and jumped in, curling up in it as he shivered helplessly. the cold stung his arms  and there was nothing he could do about it 

"Woah there" he heard the familiar Philadelphian accent of Edward "correct me if I'm wrong doc but I 'on think stripping is gonna keep you all that warm" 

"Real Perceptive heffron" he spoke through his shivering

"What happened?" Heffron hopped into the hole, putting his gun down along with his helmet

"Luz fell into a lake, gave it to him" gene summarized to save from explaining for the 3rd time that day

"Here," heffron took off his scarf and crawled on his knees closer to the medic, wrapping the scarf around his neck and part of his face "my grandma used to wrap me up like his" heffron tucked the end of the scarf back into itself so it wouldn't come loose and unwrapped 

"Never needed to be wrapped like this before" 

"Your from the south right?" 

Gene nodded "Louisiana, bayou chou" 

"Ever fought a croc? Yall got those down there yeah?"

"Not dumb enough to so no— I used to see'em alot when I was younger, my grandfather wrestled one right infront of me once" 

"I saw one in the zoo once" there wasn't any crazy wild animals in Philadelphia, it was a major city after all, nothing crazy like the costal states like Louisiana "had–" he laughed a little " had a pigeon trynna steal my cheese steak one time, never fought somthing harder in my life" 

Gene smiled a bit at the sheer image Of Edward trying to fight a pigeon off 

Heffron stood up half way peering over edge of the foxhole "aye' garnere?"

"Aeh?" The man hummed, peaking up from his hole

"Ya Got a blanket? Docs cold" 

There was A brief pause as Bill presumably looked around "yeah" Bill said , balling up the blanket and throwing it over to heffron"thanks" the other said as he caught the blanket

He looked down at gene, he looked pitiful ,his nose and cheeks where a rosy pink color while the rest of him had palen more then usual, his teeth chattering so hard he could hear it, heffron knelt back down again and wrapped him in the blanket "how about we get you into town doc?" Heffron offered, putting his hands on genes shoulders above the blankets and rubbing the to make some sort of heat with the friction 

"I have to stay on the line, case of anymore of those bombs " the southerner sighed softly  , holding the blanket shut with his hands 

"Right" heffron bit his lip , there wasn't many ways to stay warm in the front lines, especially without all of the promised snow gear that hadn't gotten to them yet,  much less without at least a jacket but just then a idea popped in his head

He gently took oneside of the blanket and sat next to gene, closing the blanket  with the hand and wrapping his other around the medic "whatdya' doing?" Gene asked quietly "keeping you warm— somone aughta do it " the ginger smiled proudly , gently rubbing Eugene side with his ungloved hand , Eugene simply accepted his fate, there wasn't much else he could do if he wanted to avoid frost bite, gene tiredly leaned against heffron , resting his head on his shoulder

The two stayed like that for a while, Essentially cuddled up as the sun started to lower more, there hadn't been any attacks since Luzs , gene had figured this meant the the Germans had turnt in for the holiday, the chrismas joy had carried throughout the line, the sounds of singing and laughing was heard throughout the camp, much to the dismay of those trying to keep the group of loudmouthed men quiet, the singing had lowered but hadn't came to a complete stop, the sheer chrismas cheer seemed to have made the Lieutenants and commanders let it slide just this once, for the morale of the soldiers 

Edward and Eugene had been half asleep in their foxhole, babes idea of warming him up had worked somewhat, it had managed to warm him up to enough to stop the teeth chattering, it wasnt to the same effect as having a jacket on but it was relieving enough to keep him from hypothermia 

"Thanks babe" gene finally spoke 

The words made the ginger grin ear to ear 

"Course' angel" 

"Angel, huh"  Eugene closed his eyes

"Could be eugina or sumn' if you prefer" babe joked, gently stroking genes side

"No, I like that" 

[jess-the-vampire]

You know it's stuff like this why I partly can't join the owl house fandom. The fandom seems to persnickety about liking certain charactersand headcanons, especially as someone who has dealt with similar shit before in my other fandoms. Granted there are other reasons I hate the fandom, but this is the worst one. It kinda soured the show for me, granted I never cared for it, but they just worsening it for me.

At times like these, i think it's important to remember posts like this

Bigger fandoms, will always end up looking worse by comparison, it's inevitable unfortunately.

For me, this is also unfortunately nothing new, anyone whose been with me since the start knows that.

It was a decade ago, in another fandom, that i was harassed and accused of being homophobic, because i shipped some characters together that wasn't the popular same sex ship.

I shipped plenty of other same sex ships, heck, i considered the characters in question to be bisexual. But that did not stop me from being publicly mocked, harassed, and put on block lists.

I was underage at the time, this was my first fandom experience, and it also soured that fandom for me, even the show itself.

People go into these things, thinking they're protecting people, or helping others.

And on the surface, i could see how one would think that.

But you're really not, people are not that simple, and neither are what they enjoy or are drawn to.

I was a teenager having fun in my own little space, with a ship i knew was noncanon, and it wouldn't of taken much research to find out i had no issue with the lgbt community at all, but no, it was "You are erasing us, you only ship this because you hate gay people, you're a horrible human being and yada yada yada-"

now, a decade later, it's "You are ignoring the poc cast because you're racist, you only like this character and are invested in him because you believe in what he believes in, you're a racist and sexist being for enjoying him and yada yada-"

Look, people do this because they want to protect people who have been screwed for centuries, it's perfectly understandable to worry that people who think belos is a cool character could like him for the wrong reasons. But people who genuinely think this way are a minority, and will be way more outspoken about those beliefs, is the solution here really to go up to anyone who likes something you don't and ruin them without evidence? To accuse them all of horrible beliefs?

this entire belief system removes the possibility of many MANY other reasons people enjoy media, and is straight up jumping to conclusions that if someone doesn't fundamentally agree with what you think, they MUST be a bad person. No critical thinking, no trying to understand others, just straight up assuming things.

Which btw, ironically, is actually acting WAY more like belos then anything the artists doing wittober were actually doing. Even the idea people are making art about his childhood and therefore sympathizing with him falls apart because there have been just as much art about his crimes so far.

Belos is a villain in a cartoon, people have latched onto villain characters since the dawn of time, it's nothing new. If you're going to keep this train of thought going....is disney just bad for their villian brand? are people also horrible for similar reasons if they have a favorite disney villian?

This entire thought process can be applied anywhere if you try hard enough.

Which is the kinda thing that allows actual human beings to be genuinely hurt here.

like are people going to be hurt more because people make aus with belos, or are they going to be hurt more because people who make said aus are accused or being racist people worth scrutinizing?

This thought process also doesn't take into the account of the fact that the people who like belos, might also be lgbt or poc, which....a lot of them are from my experience.

You can't both preach the show's message of accepting people who are different from you, and then also try and justify harassing people because they fandom differently then you. Unless the wittebane people are actively spouting out racist and sexist stuff, they're not doing anything wrong by engaging in the parts of the fandom that interest them.

Not everyone will be drawn to the show for the same reasons, you always gotta remember that, everyone has different favorite characters, different ships, and different things that make them happy.

Fandom is meant to be fun, people make aus because they're fun, they want to play with the media they like and do new things with it.

I strongly doubt everyone who has made an au staring hunter, or belos, or who thinks the wittebanes are interesting, sat down and said "Man, i like this show, but there are too much minorities in it, i hate minorities, i should make an au removing them or draw the wittebanes because they are white".

as a fan of these characters myself, i like them, but don't care too deeply about the blights, other white popular characters. I feel that should imply my investment in them has a lot more to do with other aspects then race.

in fact this makes me wonder if the person complaining in the tags would have the same argument about aus staring eda or amity in the same vain, even though hunter eda and amity are all lgbt, and two are disabled.

If you are doing stuff like this, either don't engage with stuff that doesn't interest you, because it's really weird to be this obsessed with a part of the fandom you don't care about.

or maybe, actually try to understand why people like it, rather then assume it's for the wrong reasons.

just my thoughts.

[euclydya]

!! [slides in excitedly] hello i hope i am not bothering you all (please feel free to take your time/ignore i won't mind hkjhg <22) i saw that yall got classpects and wanted to help explain!!!!!!! :]

i do not know what Form implies since it is noncanonical, but Doom is about endings, destruction, and the necessity of acceptance! there can be depression or apathy, but endings aren't always bad things. the ending of a tortuous time loop, the satisfying conclusion to a game, the grand finale of an album. leaving awful situations, the end of bad times, sunsets of brutally hot days, the cooling reprieve of night. if things don't end, when will you finally get to rest and process things? the Death card in tarot, essentially: the transition after major upheaval. resting in that dark space after a big change before you begin life again. letting things be as they may, knowing endings must happen, a real "it be like that sometimes" aspect. Memento mori, remember death, and let that make life worthwhile!!

(Life is its opposite aspect, of beginnings, energy, and growth.)

Knights are literally my favorite class (<- this is probably not surprising!! but also i posit there is no bad knight in homestuck, that being Dave, Karkat and Latula.) Knights of Doom can protect doom, allowing people or yourselves to grieve without needing to push straight into the healing process, to rest after a long ordeal. Or to protect using doom, guarding against toxic positivity with needed pragmatism, and allowing things to end as they need to. Or, y'know. Protector using Doom for real, i.e. "You want me to kill that guy for you?"

Knights also often hide behind a facade, sometimes having to do with their aspect. Karkat, for example, hides behind his "ANGRY SHOUTY FUCKASS I HATE EVERYONE" persona, when he actually really cares about his team and friends (<- Knight of Blood). Knights of Doom might put on a facade of some kind to hide the feelings of doom inside.

if yall are Mages, we can be mages together!! :D Mages do NOT get much explanation, but i have personal speculation :3 if yall are Mages of Doom that makes yall Sollux's classpect! Mages gain and keep knowledge of their aspect through experience of/"suffering through" their aspect personally. If yall experienced depression, destruction, and/or upheaval in your lives, this would be fitting. Mages often keep their experiences to themselves, as opposed to their counter class, Seers, who often share this information. (Seers are like teachers sharing knowledge, Mages are like students taking knowledge in!)

They also carry the need to balance between too much and too little of their aspect, using their experiences to know when to shift balance. Mages of Doom would experience too much doom at some points in their lives, and very little doom during others. the cycle of life, doom, then rebirth, and knowing this balancing act intrinsically.

(Personally as a Mage myself, I have to balance between my aspect of Breath [distance, isolation, freedom] and its opposite, Blood [relationships, connections, dependency]. however, im not always the healthiest about these things and can often veer too far into either one!) if yall are Mages, yall might also strive to find balance between Doom (endings, destruction, acceptance) and Life (beginnings, growth, change)! the hibernation of winter to prepare for the new spring, to grow and wither and grow back stronger, to live and die and live again.

TL;DR: [Protector of/Protector using] OR [Knower of/Balancer of] [Apocalypse, Endings, Death, Acceptance, Rest]

sorry i know you all did not ask for this, this is just an old hyperfixation of mine :'] this is all speculation and personal interpretation, thank you for reading any of it if yall did <222

As soon as we finished taking that test actually we WANTED to ask you for your explanation on our classpect, so thank you so much!!! We just. Didn't wanna be a botherUEHFJDJDJF we try to not send you too many asks at once we don't wanna overwhelm you ahaha

Reading your explanation I'm not sure which fits us best tbh we might just Be Both cuz by the end of the day things like Classpects and similar concepts are Boxes people intentionally put emselves in for funsies yeah? And sometimes people just don't fit into one box entirely. (aka Both Fit Us Really Well. Fuck. HFJDJSNFFB)

[asknoncanon]

Reading this makes me feel so bad for these charas :"") are there any reasons why theyre not canon or like will they be in the future?

OOC: fun fact thats not really that fun: every character in here currently (other than elle) is an actual character I made and then scrapped/replaced! They all have a real life reason for not being canon. They are, in order of appearence:

Navy: hypothetical satarry kid. never meant to be canon but might be one day if saturn and barry get together

Honey: gramrry kid, likely to happen one day, made for fun for a scrapped barrunigramturn au

Barley: made for fun to make comatcare versions of my two barruni kids. he cant exist because it would be weird if uni had a kid who looked almost exactly like a kid she already has. if doomi becomes canon in the after au, barley 2 wont be there

Capri: made to be noncanon from the get-go, designed just for funsies

Soup: scrapped melcyn kid who got replaced by psy dherr as the after au melcyn kid

Cam: scrapped melcyn kid who got replaced as barleys cool emo friend by gray v yard

Nate (hes abt to show up so hes included): was supposed to be barleys (after au) love interest because Purple and Green (hes green) he got redesigned into a background character in the after au (hes a rabbit there) hes here because the species and role change was enough for the two nates to be seperate characters. If he shows up he'll have a new name.

Holly (also abt the show up): was gonna be blaines best friend before i changed the story (there was gonna be an arc abt saturn being overprotective of blaine because saturn Hated Demons, but i felt it was way out of character for him to act this way and be totally obvious to the idea that Maybe His Boyfriend Was Lying abt all demons being Evil No Matter What.) If she shows up (likely) she wouldnt change much

OOC: tdlr is some of them (honey, holly and nate) have good chances to become canon, while others (capri barley and the melcyn kids) dont.

[juniperhillpatient]

Sozin's Comet Part 3: Into the Inferno Re-Watch

Wow, I'll be honest I forgot how many parts this finale had (& thank goodness because it's way too much to cover in one post.) While I've randomly re-watched various episodes of this show a lot, this is my first time doing a full re-watch & only my second time re-watching these finale episodes. That's because....well, this finale doesn't fuck around!

Let's get right into it. I gotta be petty & say it's kinda funny this show is so disdainful of its own main "romance" (& calling it that is a stretch) that they have Katara & Zuko go together on a ride or die life or death journey to the Fire Nation after baiting their noncanon romance quite a bit in the last few episodes. Fun! I'll briefly address that I know a lot of you guys don't like the setup for the Zuko Vs. Azula fight, & it's certainly a little flawed but...& this might be a hot take - Zuko showing up during Azula's coronation to claim the throne & the two of them having an Agni Kai does make a certain amount of narrative sense. It's just that a few details about the setup itself (the time it takes to get from Ba Sing Se to the Fire Nation, Iroh knowing that Azula would be crowned Firelord, in general, the buildup to Zuko's decision to become Firelord) could have been executed a little better. But I still love the beautiful tragedy of the final Agni Kai & I still think it was overall set up well save for a few details.

Zuko Vs. Ozai I would argue is pretty perfectly set up by the previous episode. Aang is ready for this fight. And Ozai is ready for genocide - & showing off his abs! I'm sorry if this upsets some of you but Ozai is getting +1000 iconic behavior points for stripping off his shirt for this fight & generally acting like a dramatic king. Yes trying to burn the world to the ground is pretty bad, but Ozai sure does manage to be a fun-to-watch villain while he does it. I only wish we'd gotten more scenes showcasing Ozai's personality & badassery throughout Book 3 to really set him up as the Final Boss.

[id: Ozai about to fire-bend Aang. end id]

I can really appreciate that Aang is out of his comfort zone here. Throughout this entire show, Aang has been an evasive fighter. He's not aggressive. He prefers to deftly outmaneuver his opponents & cause them to wear themselves out rather than attacking directly himself. Aang doesn't have that option this time. First of all, Ozai is just a very aggressive fighter who is determined to take Aang down. Second of all, this is the big battle - Aang needs to do something to take Ozai down, & he knows it. I have to appreciate that Aang offers Ozai the chance to back down. Obviously, it seems silly - of course Ozai won't take this chance. But it means something that Aang offers it anyway.

Sokka, Suki, & Toph's mission feels so desperate & scary. Toph gets +1000 iconic behavior points for her badass metal bending. Then Sokka comes up with a plan that will help protect the earth-kingdom but also might just kill them & shit gets real when they're separated from Suki. My heart dropped during that scene. Sokka protectively crouching over Toph just makes me so emotional. +1000 iconic behavior points to Sokka for this insane & potentially suicidal but brave plan.

[id: Sokka crouching protectively over Toph. end id]

Yeah, this part just makes me emotional.

Speaking of being emotional.....Let's get into the beginning of the end for my favorite emotionally damaged war criminal. Azula's downfall is heartbreaking. I didn't understand what was happening the first time that I watched this show, & I was just confused about why Azula was banishing everyone until it slowly crept up on me that she was paranoid after Mai & Ty Lee's betrayal. This show is incredibly well-written & as I'm re-watching again having put a completely normal & not at all insane amount of thought into Azula's characterization, I realize that it's so much more complicated than that. Azula was abandoned as a small child by her mother, who she believed never cared about her. Later, her brother is banished & after she finally gets him back, he abandons her too - for reasons she cannot understand. Then Mai & Ty Lee too. No wonder she can't trust anyone.

And even if it weren't for all of these people turning on Azula for reasons she doesn't get, Azula was taught that "trust is for fools, fear is the only reliable way" by her genocidal egomaniac father who burned her brother in front of her when she was eleven. The same father who just abandoned her (just like everyone else does) to fulfill a rather pointless role (now that he's the Phoenix King). I'm not sorry but what the actual fuck is wrong with people who can't sympathize with --- nope, I'm just. I'm....moving on, let's continue the analysis.

[id: Azula standing in front of her mirror throwing a hairbrush at a hallucination of her mother, who is reflected in the mirror. end id]

Let's talk about the mirror scene for a second. This is another scene that's been highly analyzed & discussed already but I want to talk about it a little anyway. It's important to remember that this is a hallucination, meaning that what we're seeing is what some part of Azula's mind is conjuring up. Ursa doesn't call Azula a monster, interestingly. She says "I love you, Azula, I do." Is this what Azula remembers her mother saying? What she wants to believe her mother is saying? We just don't know because we are simply not given enough information, but I think it could be a mix of both.

I also think it's very interesting that Ursa says "I think you're confused." Again, this is some part of Azula's own mind manifesting. I think this is pretty strong evidence that Azula knows that she's wrong - this as well as the comment in 'The Beach' about believing herself to be a monster - but I don't think she has the context to really understand how or why she's wrong. How could she? She's never had the opportunity to learn from sources outside the Fire Nation, or adults other than her father, the way that Zuko did.

And then of course....we have the showdown that breaks my heart the most. Zuko & Azula's Final Agni Kai. When Azula says "I'm sorry it had to end this way, brother," & Zuko says "No, you're not," that truly is the culmination of their entire relationship, isn't it? And it's so devastatingly tragic because it didn't have to be this way - they could have been normal siblings, in another life - but at the same time, it did always have to be this way, because of generations of toxicity, because of Ozai & his choices. +1000 iconic behavior points to each of the fire siblings for being dramatic fucked-up bitches.

I think that Azula really is sorry it has to end this way, she does not understand Zuko's reasons for abandoning her or their nation after she did everything she could to put him back in his rightful place at their father's side. And Zuko doesn't believe her, not for a second, because their father has always made him feel like the mental, emotional & physical abuse he's been put through is all because he can't measure up to Azula & he sees her as an enemy & believes that she hates him even though she doesn't. It's all just incredibly fucking sad.

And I want to be super clear, I sympathize with both siblings here a lot, but Zuko is right to challenge Azula. Ozai & Azula need to be taken out of positions of power at this point in time. Whether Zuko or Iroh or whoever "should" have the throne, it definitely shouldn't be Azula, & Zuko & Katara are doing what they have to do here.

[id: Azula generating lightning. end id]

The music, the animation, & voice acting during the final Agni Kai is beautiful. It's just an incredible scene. It's haunting, honestly. One of the most intense & emotionally charged battle scenes in any show that I've ever seen.

And of course...Zuko taunts Azula until she shoots lightning. I think it's worth noting that Azula was avoiding doing so up until now. Almost like she didn't really want to kill Zuko. And then Azula goes for Katara. This is a coldhearted & calculated move, in a way. Azula is manipulative even in the midst of her breakdown. She knows that going for Katara is the way to disarm Zuko. But I also think that it's because she didn't want to kill Zuko. Sorry Azutara besties, but Azula didn't know Katara at all on a personal level, so I think she made the quick decision in a desperate moment that if she had to kill someone, she didn't want it to be her brother & that this would be a great way to get Zuko distracted so she could burn him & win. But like...I also think this was all whizzing through her brain in chaos because she's also mid-breakdown & had to think fast.

Anyway, Zuko takes a heroic & brave dive & saves Katara. This moment just gets me every time. However, you interpret the relationship between Zuko & Katara (for me personally, I see it as a deep friendship) this is an act of love. +1000 iconic behavior points for Zuko. Pretty sure Zuzu is already taking the lead, but I can't not award him points for saving Katara's life.

I'll end this review by saying that Aang redirecting lightning against Ozai (but still not killing him) was a really amazing moment & I loved it. +1000 iconic behavior points for Aang.

[id: Aang redirecting lightning. end id]

This show really is epic, & its conclusion is proving to be just as intense, emotional, & beautiful as I remember it.

[merrilldidnothingwrong]

Hello, people. So, today I’m going to be talking about Cullen’s timeline. Specifically, Cullen’s timeline in DAO and DA2. During the mage origin, it’s pretty clear that Cullen hasn’t been at the circle for long. He’s only been a full templar for a fairly short time. By the time we see him in DA2, he’s the Knight-Captain in Kirkwall. Now, let’s take a look at that.

The DA2 timeline starts during DAO. At the point where the Hawke family is escaping from Lothering, the Circle is setting up for its no good, terrible, very bad day. In the name of travel time, it likely takes let’s say at least a month for the Hawkes to get from Lothering to Kirkwall. When Act 1 starts up, they’ve been in Kirkwall for a year, and the Blight has been defeated. Alright.

Hawke arrives in Kirkwall before Cullen. The earliest point Cullen could have been sent to Kirkwall is during the events of Awakening, after the Blight. So, in the year that Hawke has been in Kirkwall, Cullen arrives, meets Meredith, and is promoted to Knight-Captain. Keeping in mind that before this, Cullen was a relatively inexperienced templar.

It’s already been established that Greagoir sent Cullen to Kirkwall because he knew full well that Meredith’s views were more in line with Cullen’s. So, in the months Cullen arrived in Kirkwall, Meredith met him, looked at him, and said “This is who I want to be my second-in-command.”

Meredith looked at Cullen, and saw someone similar to herself. That’s not a compliment. She saw someone who would carry out her orders for an annulment without complaining about mages being people, like some of her templars might have. She was right.

We’ve talked about Cullen’s reactions and actions during DAO, and while his epilogue may have been made noncanon, the person who would murder innocent apprentices hasn’t been made noncanon. Meredith wanted someone as zealous as she was to be her second-in-command and successor. She got him. - Mod Alistair

[fbfh]

fangirl’s paradise - leo x reader

genre/vibe: romance, adventure, slice of life

word count: 2.8k

pronouns/perspective: first person present, no pronouns (I think), gn reader

au: soulmate kind of?? also traveling to other dimensions/multiverse

pairing: Leo x fic writer!reader

requested: nah

warnings: you think someone broke into your house for a minute, you feel like you’re going crazy for a minute, questionable pop culture/internet references, you get really embarrased about stuff you’ve written, you say fuck a lot, tiddy as an explative

summary: all you wanted to do was write some leo one shots for your blog, but finding out he’s your soulmate is good too

reccomended songs: havana - camila cabello, where do we go from here - amelie obc

a/n: got really meta and self indulgent with this bad boy, probs gonna do a part 2 at some point, cause this got really long and I started to get tired lol. For clarity, you’re from the riordanverse, but ended up in a world where it’s fictional. also some memories were erased. 

requests r open xo

All I wanted to do was dance embarrassingly and sing along to the same playlist I’d been listening to for the past three days in terrible accents while I wait for my ramen to finish cooking. That’s it. I really don’t think that’s too much to ask for. Plus, I’ve been home alone all day, so it’s really not too much to ask for. I flip over the waistband of my sweatpants while shimmying my way to the kitchen. 

“Half of my heart is in havana oh nana,” I sing along off key, in a pseudo growly voice that makes me giggle. I’m going to turn the corner, make myself some ramen, then finish the episode of love island I’ve been watching. Except that’s not what happens.

“He got tha-” I cut myself off with a scream, seeing a stranger in the hall way. He looks up. I scream more, way more, and choke out, “JFK’s left fucking tiddy!”, because this dude is either the best freaking cosplayer ever, or those tiktok reality shifting tutorials actually worked at some point. 

He looks too natural, too organic. The level of detail and strategic imperfection is beyond conscious choice. There’s no way he’s a cosplayer that broke into my house. Also, that would be a super weird crime. 

Either way, I’m standing in front of a dude who looks exactly like Leo Valdez. 

It feels… fake.

I didn’t really notice I’m covering my mouth with my hand to stop my hysterical scream laughs, but I’m able to get it under control after a second. 

He’s looking at me, eyes wide, examining me, probably wondering why I’m acting so erratically. Or why I just spat out such strange bullshit. In my defense, I’ve been watching chaotic tiktok compilations inbetween updating my blog for like, two days straight. Three other people round the corner. I don’t know what I expected, and it shouldn’t have been a surprise at this point, but I’m sure I’m looking no other than at Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, and Piper Mclean. 

“Jesus fucking christ, fuck me with a chainsaw!” I spit, retreating into the kitchen, reminding myself that while they are my favorite characters - and again, somehow real and in front of me? - they’re still technically intruders. I grab the nearest kitchen implement, a pair of red kitchen scissors I’d used to hack open the ramen packet, and point it at them. 

“Woah,” Piper says, “it’s okay, we’re not going to hurt you.” I count to four and breathe in, setting the scissors back down within arms reach. Hold for seven, exhale for eight. I repeated the process again, watching Annabeth whispering to Leo.

I can feel the initial freak out subsiding. I’m starting to calm down a little.

“We’re not going to hurt you,” Piper repeats. Well duh, they’re the good guys. A spike of pure what the fuck shoots through me, as I realize I’m already adapting to the fact that fictional fucking characters are standing in my kitchen. Leo’s ignoring Annabeth, and still staring at me, searching my eyes for... something.

Piper’s brow furrows. I call past Piper to Annabeth.

“Yeah, hi op, what the fuck?” They all have a silent conversation for a minute, and I continue, “Anyone want to tell my why the fuck fic-”

“We can tell you what’s going on, but it’s going to sound crazy.” Piper starts.

“After the past five minutes, probably not.” I glance past her shoulder, Leo’s still examining me. I look away, overwhelmed almost immediately. About 30% of my brain is just an endless loop of ‘ohmygodohmygodohmygod he’s real??? Like,,,, r e a l real????? Aj;dlfkajskdla ohmygod he’s looking at me what the fuck richard’, 20% was still trying to calm down from freaking out so much earlier, so I was at about half brain power for the conversation ahead. 

“Okay, wait. Let me get this straight.” they stare at me in silence. We’re standing in the hallway outside the kitchen, and I feel like a complete disaster trying to process what they’re telling me and not look like a total idiot.

“So, Calypso went missing, and Leo got Aphrodite to activate his soulmate link so he can find her and it led you here?” I’m already smiling. There’s no chance, I can’t get my hopes up. 

Piper continues, “Which means it might not be Calypso.”

“Unless you’re wearing a really good disguise or something,” Leo says. I’m pretty sure that’s the first time he’s spoken to me. I let out a breathy laugh and look away from him. If I try to look at him my brain goes haywire. Scenes from stuff I’ve written about him on my tumblr flash in my mind, and it makes me feel like I’m about to explode. 

“Yeah, the reason we know is-”

“The gods are real, monsters are after you, et cetera et cetera. Yeah.” They seem a little surprised that I’m more concerned with the soulmate part than the mythology part, but I’ve been reading these books since middle school. We been knew.

Piper keeps looking between Leo and me with a weird look on her face. God, Piper, don’t get my hopes up. A knowing look passes over her face and she looks around the room again.

“Gods, where did he go…” She gets up and leaves the room. No one says anything. Between right then and when she gets back should have been in a ‘top ten most devastating anime uncomfortable silences’ compilation. She enters again a few seconds later, a tall hot guy behind her. He has red flowers in his hair and isn’t wearing a shirt for some reason. He looks between me and Leo.

“I see… interesting.” he turns to me and says, “Can you tell me anything… personal about him?” My face flushes. I turn to Piper.

“Sorry, but who the fuck?”

“I mean the only noncanon stuff I know is what I came up with for like, writing and stuff but that doesn’t count-” I sputter.

“Eros.” she replies, “My mom sent him along to help find the right person.”

“Normally I’d be able to tell instantly, but my powers don’t seem to work here very well.” his voice is like honey, and it seems like he’s heavily implying something no matter what he says. 

“Yeah, go on hermosa,” Leo says, smirking, “take a whack at it.” His voice sounds so much more… real than I could have imagined. If I could verbally keysmash, I would have then and there. 

“Hmm… why don’t you try anyway. What kind of lover is he?” the room erupts into protests. They don’t want to hear personal stuff about their friend, I don’t want to talk about cripplingly embarrassing smut headcanons in front of the character they’re about, and he probably doesn’t want me taking a wild guess at his bedroom habits. Eros turns to Percy, Annabeth, and Piper.

“You two, out. You, leave but stay close.” They leave the room hastily.

“Since I’m the god of sexual desire, I know what gets people going. I’ll be able to tell if you’re right or not. ” Eros says. I risk a glance at Leo, who I have a feeling has been staring at me a lot. He leans forward, playful intrigue all over him. How is he not dying inside?? 

“Ah ah,” Eros says to Leo, “you too.” Leo obliges, and heads up the stairs.

“H- okay, uh… he acts like a top, but he’s really kind of a bottom,” I choke out, trying to remember details from past posts, and Eros nods in approval, encouraging me to keep going, “he’s really-” my voice falters, and I hide my head in my hands, “he’s really vocal, like really vocal… uh…” 

“Oh yes, I can tell.” Eros says, and I laugh slightly. “What else?” 

“More? God okay… uh… he really likes hickeys, and-” I choke on my words, still unsure of how I got in this situation. 

“He holds hands a lot in… the bedroom? God…” I trail off.

“The next morning, he kind of… he just sort of stares at you while you get dressed and stuff. I don’t know anyone else who does that.”

Eros studies me for a second. My heart is beating so hard. How long does it take to say yes or no? I’m uncomfortably aware of the distracting adrenaline in my arms and chest and head. 

“Interesting,” he says, then stands up and leaves the room.

What the fuck, is he not going to tell me anything?

I’m listening as closely as I can, and I’m pretty sure I hear Eros say five out of five. I got everything right or everything wrong. Nailed it or failed it. 

Piper speeds past me a second later and races up the stairs. After a few seconds she comes back down. She nods toward the staircase.

“You should go talk to him.” a knowing smile is playing at the corner of her mouth, and I can’t stop one from starting on mine. I run up the stairs, and see him, kneeling on my bed, reading what’s on my laptop. 

Oh god, no. 

He stands up. He’s staring at me so intensely, I look away immediately. I start sputtering out a panicked apology and sit down on my bed, moving to shut the lid of my laptop.

“Uh… I just listen to a song or something that makes me think of you,” my voice gets really tiny at that last part, “and stuff starts to pop into my head. I just keep replaying it, and uncovering more details so I can wr- wait,” I start to look up at him, but can’t bring myself to meet his eyes. I stare intensely at the pattern on my quilt instead. “Did you say remember?” He lets out a breathy laugh, and I can hear the smile in his voice. 

“-of course I never thought you were going to read any of that, or…” His hand is on top of mine, my hand and voice freezing at the same time.

“How… did you remember all this?” my fears are being squashed. He doesn’t sound mad, or grossed out, or judgemental. He sounds… impressed.

“Yeah, I mean, I’m only starting to get back bits and pieces, but you remember… everything.” 

“Wait wait…” I mutter, completely dazed, “so it wasn’t… it was all real?” I feel him nodding behind me, and he makes a noise of agreement. 

“It was genius, really… as soon as I felt like I was remembering something, I’d forget it.” His other hand rests on my shoulder, palm flat against my back. “Only you would think to write it like that…” 

“So… it all happened?” I breathe, my face heating up as I think of the titles marked with a little asterisk. 

“Yeah,” I bite my lip, feeling his breath over my skin. It’s quiet for a second. The mattress shifts and I can feel him leaning closer to me, feel the heat coming off his body. His lips are dangerously close to my ear.

“Want something else to write about?”

Oh my fucking god.

I nod before I finish registering what he said. His free hand moves to my cheek, tilting my face towards him, and my skin explodes with sparks where he touches me. 

Our lips brush.

We both freeze.

Flood gates open. Countless vivid images and feelings and scenarios flash across my mind. It was like watching a movie connecting every fic I’ve written. I gasp-laugh a little, and he does the same. It seems like the visions or whatever that he’s seeing are a lot more intense than mine. His eyes flutter open and he looks at me stronger, more intensely, more passionately than he had before. He lets out a soft, breathy laugh, and presses his lips to mine. Everywhere he touches feels carbonated, and I’m trying not to smile too much. I don’t think I’ve ever been more in the moment than right this second. He pulls me closer, tilting his head and deepening the kiss. I didn’t know a kiss could be deeper than it had been a few seconds ago. His mouth moves feverishly against mine. My arms move up on instinct, one hand playing with his hair, the other tracing the collar of his shirt. He shifts his weight, and one hand on my waist, lowers me back onto my bed. His left hand intertwines with my right, and I smile, remembering what I had told Eros earlier. 

“Estrella,” He groans into my mouth, our teeth scraping as we smile in spite of ourselves, and I get the sense the nickname was an ‘as you wish’ type of thing, from the Princess Bride. It feels like he’s saying I love you. My heart speeds up as he nuzzles into my neck, pressing kisses and little bites into my skin. I think about the nickname I always thought would suit him, the one I kept writing down over and over. Now or never.

“Sparky…” I smile, hiding my face in his hair. He freezes for a second, then lets out that breathy laugh again, his face in my neck. His lips graze my collarbone, and he starts to say something, but the door opens suddenly, and we jump apart. It doesn’t help much though, because he’s still hovering over me on all fours and we both look very flushed. And I’m pretty sure the start of a hickey is forming on my neck. 

“Right,” she replies, “we gotta get going, the door is closing soon, so come down stairs as soon as you’re… free.” 

“Sorry!” Annabeth yells, averting her eyes. Leo and I stumble over each other’s flustered responses.

“-looks bad but nothing… happened… we d- we didn’t like, do anything...” I trail off. 

The door closes.

“I’m coming with you guys?” I breathe. He looks over at me, that unflappable sense of playfulness present as ever. 

Leo sits back, scratching the back of his neck.

“Yeah, we should get back soon. Everyone else will be worried once they remember.” My heart plummets. I didn’t know you could go from feeling so incredibly euphoric to beyond miserable in about five seconds. I open my mouth to choke out a response, but before I can, he stands up and stretches a little.

“Do you wanna change before we go?” The question has such a normal tone to it, it’s a little bizarre after all the unusual things that have happened today. The bad feeling and tears at the corners of my eyes start to recede. 

“Of course you are. If you think I’m losing you again this soon you’re crazier than I am.” I let out a relieved laugh, and stand up. I look down at my monster foot slippers and sweatpants. 

“You know where to find me,” he winks before closing the door on his way out.

“Yeah, I should probably change.” He pulls me close to him, one hand comes up to the back of my neck, the other on my hip. He starts swaying us back and forth, dancing around my room.

“Well, if you need any help…” I laugh, and shove him away playfully.

I take a second to catch my breath. Oh my god. Thoughts are still racing in the back of my mind, but I don’t pay attention. I don’t have time to worry about what’s real and what’s not, I need to find the perfect demigod adventure outfit. I throw open my closet, start shuffling through dresser drawers, digging through my shoes. I don’t remember having one or two of the pieces, but after a minute, I find exactly what I’m looking for. It’s the exact outfit I’d always imagined myself in if I ever went to camp half blood. I search through my accessories, grab a bag, and hastily fill it with anything I think I’ll probably need. I turn back to my laptop, and change my blog description to on hiatus. I check my hair, flattening out the back from before, and determine I’m ready to go. 

I walk down the stairs, and everyone’s watching me. I feel like it’s prom or something, which sounds silly since I’ve got on ripped jeans and a backpack instead of a dress and clutch. Leo’s watching me with that look, the one that makes his eyes all sparkly, and he meets me at the bottom of the stairs. He puts his arm around my shoulder.

“Ready to go home, Estrella?”

I have never been more ready for anything.

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

PAPER TRAIL FAN ART: Coralie The Tomboy Princess

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Credit for Paper Trail goes to Lynxgriffin

Credit for Undertale & Deltarune goes to Toby Fox

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first I want to say that even though I really did want to go on a type of hiatus where I wait until a few months to post some stuff on here, and until then I can just check out other stuff by other people on here and heart their work, and even send asks to their tumblrs.

but while reading Paper Trail AU Comic,

and well I’m still in the middle of reading it

and I plan to read and fave all of the pages in one day.

but I guess I will still make sure to take a break when needed, you know like get some food and do some other stuff too.

I did do another fan art of a dark world Asriel, that has red clothes on.

I think I will post that version another time, maybe...

unlike Ralsei,

Coralie doesn’t have a heart pattern on the front of her robe

but instead has the Delta Rune symbol on it instead.

The Meaning of the Name Coralie,  Is Maiden.

I also decided to have the tags for this to have Coralie be a Deltarune OC,instead of a Paper Trail OC....well technically she is, but she is just a Fanon OC and I’m not sure if there will be a Red version of Ralsei or not. but who knows if there will be a Red Ralsei or not.

the “Dead Name” of Coralie, would have to be a  Anagram of Asriel,

but Coralie had long threw away her Anagram-Asriel name.

I also want to mention that  the name Asriel,

can be both a boy and girl name,

most names are gender neutral.

turns out Asriel is both a Boy & Girl Name.

as for how Coralie looks without her hat,

I would say a Younger Version of Toriel but with longer hair.

I do suspect that Undertale Toriel might not be as innocent of a goat mom as we are made to believe.

and I believe that she does know about the Resets

as well as the theory that she and Sans have been working together,

that she has been killing the humans that came to the underground

and sending their souls to her ex-husband...

and all the lost items of the humans that came before Frisk,

were given to Sans from Undertale-Toriel, to hide around the underground outside the ruins, the only two that were missing

were the red ribbon and knife,

which the only reason why Undertale-Toriel might not of picked up the knife is because it was made of plastic.

I think that the Monsters in Undertale, might be allergic to plastic.

so it makes sense why she left that alone, but could of made a plan to try to get it later by getting gloves.

but she couldn’t find the red ribbon.

not a lot of fans have to agree about this theory about Undertale-Toriel.

but I believe King Asgore is innocent from the deaths of the human children that fell in the underground.

I don’t believe any of the human children made it past Toriel,

and were all killed by her when they tried to leave to go out of the ruins.

this would keep happening, even to the point where Sans came into the picture and she trusted him to take the human souls to her Ex.

Sans most likely left that out of his story to Frisk, on how he met Toriel.       

leaving out parts about Toriel giving him containers that contain the human souls.

even if Deltarune-Toriel can be a bad mom at times,

 like not noticing that Kris is unhappy or how their side of the room looks that might give some clues that something is wrong.

or that her own son might of cheated at the video games they played together with Kris, most likely giving them the knockoff game controller.  if you check under Asriel’s bed you will find out that it will say that there is a knockoff game controller with the normal controller.

Deltarune-Asriel could of at first been a jerk to Kris,

but over time started to act like a caring older brother to them.

I can’t help but view Toriel from Undertale AU,

as suspicious, after realizing that she has known about the Resets the whole time, and that is why when the Player/Frisk gets ready to leave in a Pacifist Timeline, she asks us not to come back.

and that if we choose not to go live with her, as her adoptive child.

she will make another hint that she knows whats going on.

Toriel in a Pacifist Timeline, knows whats going on

and the reason why she doesn’t show up unless it’s a True Pacifist Run

where we befriend everyone, is the only time she does stop the fight between Frisk and Asgore.

she doesn’t do so in the Genocide or Neutral Timelines,

only in the True Pacifist Timelines.

almost like she knew...not everyone has to agree with this,

but if the Canon Toriel is secretly behind the deaths of the humans that came before Frisk showed up, then it would make sense that she hides this out of guilt.

she grew guilty and even went as far as to place the full blame on her husband.

it is possible that Canon-Toriel from Undertale is really a Clone of the Original Toriel, who left Asgore after he declared war on humanity.

but how could Toriel have seen Asgore commit into the act of killing the humans, if she had never returned until stopping Asgore and Frisk’s fight in the pacifist timeline...?

the answer is that Asgore never took the life of any of the humans,

even if Toriel did mention that if Frisk/Player left the ruins,

Asgore would kill them, but Asgore never killed any of the humans.

at least that is my theory, I believe the true culprit was always the caretaker of the ruins aka Toriel, also known by Papyrus as Asgore’s Clone.

in the Fanon AU of Undertale, Toriel could be innocent of such crimes.

but in Fan Headcanon, I believe Toriel of Undertale is the true culprit of the humans who lost their lives.

so if this theory is true, the best version of Undertale-Toriel

would be the ones in the Fanon Undertale AU.

it’s really fine that not many agree about the theory.

anyway I want this to be the last drawing I post until in a few months.

I do plan to post this at the other place I post fan art at too.

if Coralie had a home,

it could be in the Dark World in Asriel’s Dorm at College.

so if Asriel does come home to see his family,

he might end up bringing the Dark World that Coralie lives in with him, as well as Coralie.

of course Coralie is a Fan OC,

this is still suppose to be a Paper Trail AU Fan Art.

  if Coralie was truly all alone in the Dark World she was born in,

with no other Darkeners but her around,

then it might of been a very lonely life for her.

I think Coralie would be a inch shorter than Ralsei.

I’m not 100% sure if there will be a Red Version of Ralsei,

but if there was one and it was going to be another boy,

who might be called “Strawberry” I think it would be interesting.

I don’t think I ever seen a Red one, but if there was one,

maybe they work with Knight...?

but not of their free will.

I also want to say that I don’t mean to seem to break my promise about not post anything until in a few months, but I wanted to draw this fan art

even if it is of a noncanon character that I named Coralie.

I just wanted to draw a Red version of Ralsei.

anyway once again Coralie is not canon, so please do not misinterpret.

I think I will sign off for a bit,

and then go back to reading Paper Trail once I sign back in.

I’m just gonna go watch the Resident Evil Village Walkthrough,

and also eat some food too.

so I’m just gonna hope that this time for sure will be the last post until a few months....and I will just check out other stuff on tumblr.

if I’m not back in a few hours, I will back tomorrow.

so see ya later and stay safe everyone.  

[mrjoelgarcia9]

Let’s (Briefly) Talk #StarWars: #TheCloneWars

While the Star Wars Prequel Trilogy is overall frustrating to watch, its animated spin-off is considered by some a masterpiece of animation.

For my brief thoughts on Star Wars: The Clone Wars, feel free to keep reading. There will be (light) spoilers.

Star Wars: The Clone Wars centers around the titular war that primarily occurred between Attack of the Clones and Revenge of the Sith. Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi fight off the Confederacy alongside their fellow Jedi such as Yoda and Mace Windu for the Republic. In addition, Anakin teaches his own Padawan Ashoka Tano.

Attack of the Clones ended with the start of the Clone Wars. Revenge of the Sith, on the other hand, is set during its waning days. Both in the real world and continuity-wise, three years passed between the films. The series mostly explores that span of time by focusing on characters from the former as well as those who originally debuted in the latter.

The prequels suffered from a wide range of problems, such as writing, acting, an overabundance of CG, and George Lucas. The films were limited because they had to tell a straightforward story within two and a half hours, causing several elements such as the aforementioned war or supporting character development to be left either incomplete or rushed. 

The animated series, on the other hand, could do almost anything with the franchise. It had more time to explore both more of the prequel trilogy’s galaxy and characters wasted by the films such as Dooku and Grievous.

The series even introduced some characters and elements previously exclusive to the Expanded Universe, such as Darth Bane. Inadvertently, the series saved these elements after Disney canceled said universe.

The show did its best to both justify and rectify the Prequels, something best represented by Anakin.

In the films, he is an indecisive and whiny idiot who does not like sand and can only think of Padme. In The Clone Wars, he is full of confidence and snark while also being protective of Padme albeit to a lesser extent.

Frankly, he was better written in the animated series than the entire trilogy. Even when the show directly lifted audio from Revenge of the Sith for a certain scene, it made the wise decision to redub one of his lines to sound less whiny.

The show’s breakout character was Ashoka Tano, who never appeared in either of the two aforementioned films.

Her popularity nearly exceeds that of the series itself, and she has shown up on subsequent Star Wars productions including Rebels, The Rise of Skywalker, and most recently The Mandalorian.

Does Star Wars: The Clone Wars redeem the Prequel Trilogy? No.

The Prequel Trilogy is still a mess. Clone Wars fans might be more forgiving because the show redeems the films by fixing their flaws. On the other hand, it can alienate casual Star Wars fans who only watch the films. They might not want to watch a show that essentially serves as supplementary material for the prequels and has a combined runtime twice as long as the Skywalker Saga.

The Clone Wars is not a bad show. Unlike most animated spin-offs of live action films, which are often lighthearted noncanonical shows directly aimed at a younger audience, this was a really good show. It took itself seriously, was aimed at both fans of the prequels and newcomers, and at no point felt like a goofy kids show. Disney was well aware of its popularity, allowing it to stay in canon alongside the films when they streamlined the continuity.

If you liked the Prequel Trilogy, The Clone Wars is definitely worth a watch. If you are not a fan of those particular films but still want to check it out, go see the 2008 film of the same name. The only difference is Samuel L. Jackson reprising his live action role of Mace Windu, whereas on the show he was voiced by T.C. Carson.

Star Wars: The Clone Wars (both the film and series) is available to stream exclusively on Disney+. Most of the series is available to legally own on Blu-ray, DVD, and Digital.

Until next time, thank you for reading!

[sneezehq]

Respite

This idea has been living rent free in my mind since I binged all of RWBY a couple of weeks ago, and since it refuses to leave me alone I figured I would just write it down already. So yeah, have this pile of self-indulgent nonsense before I start watching volume 8 and have to struggle with how noncanon this is while writing it. Ruby and Yang's relationship means everything to me and I wish that there were more fics out there of them. Anyway, enjoy!

The night sky over seems darker than normal, the light from the broken moon failing to penetrate as far through the inky blackness. Salem and her army hang in the sky like a physical manifestation of the despair that they intend to bring to Remnant, blotting out light and hope in favor of fear and darkness.

Ruby shakes her head and forces herself to tear her gaze away from the window of the airship. It’s not making her feel any better, and she doesn’t have time to be moping like this. Not when so much danger is literally looming overhead. Not when they have so much to do. And she doesn’t even have a clue where they should start.

Qrow is missing, and they haven’t been able to get in contact with him. He could be in danger. He might need their help.

Mantle is in danger, both from the Grimm and from the loss of the heating system. And now the people of Mantle have been abandoned by Atlas and Ironwood.

Salem and her army are a visible looming threat on the horizon.

And, of course, they still need to warn the rest of Remnant about the danger that they’re all in. After all, Salem isn’t just going to stop with Atlas, once she’s done here, she’ll just move on to the rest of the world.

To think that only a few hours ago, it had seemed like everything was going to work out.

It would be much easier to come up with a plan if her head would stop pounding.

The headache had started during their earlier encounter with Salem as a painful throbbing behind her eyes, and it had only worsened during the fight with the AceOps and the use of her silver eyes on Cinder. Finding that Penny was okay and reuniting with the others had been enough of a relief that she had been able to push the pain aside for a bit, but now, left with her thoughts, it’s back with a vengeance.

She’d love nothing more than to just close her eyes for a bit and sleep until her head stops hurting and she’s able to successfully shove the thoughts of what happened to her mother to the back of her mind where they belong, but she doesn’t have time for that. She’s the leader, after all. It’s her job to find a way out of this for all of them. Even if it seems impossible.

So, instead of taking a nap and hoping that everything is miraculously better when she wakes up, Ruby takes a step away from the window and starts pacing back and forth, back and forth. The motion does nothing for her headache, but it does help to shake away some of the exhaustion clinging to her like the spiderwebs they’d had to get rid of when they’d first moved into their dorm room at Beacon. She hadn’t known that Weiss’ voice could get that high-pitched and squeaky.

The memory brings a fleeting smile to her face. Swallowing the sudden lump in her throat, Ruby banishes the memory and forces herself to think about their current problems instead.

Ironwood. Step. Salem. Step step. Cinder. Step. How do we warn the rest of— “Oof!” she squeaks out, as her path is suddenly interrupted by a solid obstacle. Glancing up, she spies blonde hair and lilac eyes. “Sorry Yang!”

“Ruby.” Her sister looks her up and down, her face creased by a concerned frown. “You okay?”

“Of course!” Ruby reassures her, trying for her usual reassuring grin. “Just got lost in thought, wasn’t looking where I was going. Sorry about that!” She giggles. Surely Yang won’t be able to resist teasing her for that, some joke about not being able to think and walk at the same time. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” The frown doesn’t leave Yang’s face. If anything, she just seems even more worried. “Ruby?” she says gently, reaching out a hand slowly. “You’re crying.”

Right before Yang’s hand can reach her face, Ruby brings her own hand to her cheek—she’s startled when her fingers come away wet. “Huh?” But she wasn’t . . . She doesn’t remember . . .

“Ruby,” Yang says again, in that same gentle, patient tone, as if she’s trying to calm a spooked Zwei during a thunderstorm. “Why don’t you sit down for a minute?”

“What? No! I’m fine, I must have just—” Here she freezes, the words sticking in her throat as she desperately tries to come up with an excuse. She knows that there isn’t one. Yang won’t stop now until she gets to the bottom of this. “I—”

“Yeah, no,” Yang snorts, shaking her head. “You look like you’re about to throw up or pass out or maybe both. You’re not fine. You need to sit down, and then we’re going to have a little chat.” She carefully takes the hand that Ruby is holding up to her face and gently clasps it in both of her own. The warmth against her skin in the cold airship is almost enough to make her give in. “Come on.”

Ruby has no intentions of giving in that easily. She tries to tug her hand out of Yang’s grip but her sister holds firm. “We don’t have time for any of that. We need to figure out what to do about Ironwood and Salem and—”

“And we will, but not right now. If we ran into Salem right now, what would you do? Puke on her?”

Bracing herself, Ruby prepares to keep arguing, even if sitting down sounds really good right about now. But before she can even get a word out, her knees buckle, and the only thing that prevents her from smacking her face against the floor of the airship is her sister’s quick reflexes. Head spinning, all she can do is breathe as her sister arranges them so that they’re sitting against the wall, Ruby slumped against Yang.

When her vision finally clears, she glances around the airship to see if anyone noticed. Apparently not. Everyone is still sitting in their own little groups, talking quietly among themselves. Ruby lets out a little sigh of relief. The last thing she wants is more people fussing over her.

“So,” Yang says casually, wrapping an arm around Ruby’s shoulders. “You ready to drop the act and tell me what’s wrong?”

Ruby grits her teeth as her head throbs with a particularly strong stab of pain. She buries her face in her sister’s shoulder, hoping that by blocking out the light some of the pain will go away. “My head hurts,” she mumbles, voice barely audible. “Really bad.”

Yang is silent for a long moment, and when she finally speaks again Ruby can hear the frown in her voice. “Did you hit your head during the fight, or is it a weird glowy-eyes thing?”

Normally Ruby would giggle at the “glowy-eyes thing,” but right now she’s tired and in pain and just wants it all to stop. “I think it’s the eyes thing. It started after we talked to Salem.”

Yang tenses at the mention of Salem, and Ruby tries to gather herself enough to say something encouraging. Before she can ever open her mouth, though, she feels Yang shift and the sound of a zipper being undone. “Yang?” She startles when she feels something pressed into her hands. “What?”

She forces herself to sit up, wincing and squinting at the bottle of water that she’s now holding. “Yang? What should we do?”

“You’re going to take these,” her sister says, holding out a couple of pills. “And sleep for a few hours.”

Ruby pushes her hand away, shaking her head. It makes the room tilt and her stomach feel queasy, but she ignores it, swallowing hard. “No, I mean about Ironwood and Salem and everything. We don’t have time for me to take a nap, we need to focus—”

“You’re not going to be any good to anyone if you run yourself into the ground like this,” Yang says firmly, looking her square in the eye. “And you’re not the only one who can strategize. The rest of us will put our heads together and try to come up with something. We’ll wake you up if something happens. Please, Ruby.”

She holds out the pills again, and this time Ruby reluctantly takes them. She wants to argue, but her head is foggy with pain and the warmth from her sister’s aura is making sleep impossible to resist. Fumbling with the water bottle, she unscrews the cap and swallows the pills with a large gulp.

“Good. And you should drink some more of that, it’ll make you feel better,” Yang says, shifting so that she’s sitting with her legs stretched out in front of her. Ruby rolls her eyes but obeys, finishing the bottle in a few large sips. Wow. She didn’t think that she was that thirsty.

She sets the bottle aside and Yang nudges her until she’s laying with her head on her lap. Yang runs her fingers through her hair and Ruby lets out a tiny sigh at the gentle touch. “G’night, Yang,” she mumbles.

“Sleep well, little sis.”

[onthevirgeofdestruction]

So I've been reading your fics for a while and it recently occurred to me, how would the painful death crew handle the events of break? Would it pan out the same way or do you think it would go down slightly different?

How would the PD Crew handle Break? As in one of them is Break!Virgil or as in being around when shit goes down? 

I’ve got Ram (PD!Remus but make it a fictive) here with me so... 

Ram: 1,Dante is a chill bro, and I stan them. We have the same music tastes and Dante is kind of amazing, anyway. I would die for polterdante/j 2, I would have ab-fucking-ducted Break!Virgil and/or PD!Virgil from that situation if I was around it if I didn’t fucking snap and try to kill Zillah for doing it. Like how does anyone not have the biggest fucking mental breakdown of their lives when they find that shit out? Rem says ‘same’. 

The thing about Vesper(PD!Virgil) is that if he was in Dante’s(Break!Virgil) situation, he might also put up with it until he found a safe way out. I mean I’ve met Zillah and the dude is kind of sneaky. He’s really nice with the kids and acts really normal other than murdering Dante on main on a fucking regular basis, giving me weird second-hand trauma? Dae says he regrets not going more into how Zillah acts in public vs. private? “At the beginning of the story they were at point of their relationship Zillah was isolating Virgil, so there wasn’t much opportunity to do so, but it would have enhanced the dismal atmosphere and shown more ways abusers isolate their victims.” 

Anyway, Ves in particular would have run off, eventually. He’s not great at finding red flags but he believes takes his friend’s word for it and would be more likely to listen to Logan when he notices things weren’t right. He’d run off without asking for help and just meet up his friends later like “my name’s jared i’m 19 and i’m now fucking homeless”. Rem would have thrown a bitch fit and started a fight. He would have gotten out of it bruised but got out nonetheless. He only tolerates that shit from his dad because minors don’t have many rights (Also just Rem’s ex-dad’s job). I think I’d be the most at-risk in that situation because stress obviously fucks up my mental state and I won’t make great judgment calls. Dante only hallucinates in the sensory dep thing. I, on the other hand, hallucinate all the fucking time and trust me that it’s really easy to let the delusions suck you up if you don’t have someone who can ground you. The delusions might of left me stuck in that situation for life. Oof. Vesper could have gotten me out, though, but I’m not allowed to go into why. Damien would have called the police on Zillah or fucking leave before he got in too deep. He’s just smart and capable like that. Dorjan (Break!Janus) was only in it for a few months before he fucked right out of that abusive relationship. I don’t think Damien would let a single thing pass, he’s got a serious amount of self-respect. Also, D’s parents are very nice. Part of Dante’s shit is his upbringing with his parents giving them a bad impression of how people should treat each other. And that’s not spoilers, it touches on it in the video call chapter.

My brother is a fucking flake but it is 5 in the morning so maybe he gets a free pass for not answering on his half of the cast. Something-something crying, I guess. Roan(Ro) might also be kind of at-risk since he really needs people to like him on a kind of dangerous level sometimes. I think Kal(Pat) and Liam(Logan) wouldn’t tolerate being in that situation as long as Dante did. Kal’s parents are actually decent and he knows red flags, and Liam is basically always looking for red flags. Paranoid little dude sometimes. They’re pretty ride-or-die for each other so they’d probably fight to get each other free, too. 

I agree with Break!Logan in that the only proper response to that situation is to get a spiked baseball bat and go ham. Though the security system on that house is extra and the narrative game for break kind of goes through why most of those options are a bad fucking plan. Poor Dante’s got it bad, even now. 

If we were backing up Dante we’d be rolling up with fucking swords and sweet, sweet dragon magic to take Zillah’s ass down. And Maybe also take Dante down to check them into residential. Imagine that conversation, though, right? “Hey dude we’re from another universe and this guy’s been abused and tortured for two years, please assist” and then we just fuck off back to our own dimension. Wild. Dae says he refuses to write crossovers, so my answers are technically “noncanon”, but I have a pretty good fucking idea, okay? Okay. He’s letting me answer because I’m answering “as an alter”, blah blah blah. IDK like I know Ruy and Ras aren’t old enough to read Break but I’d be interested in an adult Dreaming!Roman in that situation? I mean he’s tolerated some shit but those little fucks are creative and will likely do something completely over the top to get roman out because you know Ras would be like “are you serious with me get the hell out of there”. Maybe they’d somehow get the fucking plea vampires up in there??? You know Tempest and D aren’t letting Zillah get out of that alive. 

I’ve read Break and like what the fuck Dae but honestly we been knew that he’s a sick son of a bitch so that’s not news. Rebuild is wild as shit, too, have fun with that, guys. Daeram says it’s “difficult to edit because of the nuance of Dante’s situation”, but there’s a lot of chapters already.

Anyway, rephrase the question if I didn’t answer it right and maybe I can try again. Or whoever, I’m just the PD fuck that fronts the most lately because I’m supporting my bro Steve’s gay shenanigans.

Vesper wants everyone to know he will ascend to a new dimension when the Among Us update comes out and wants to play it with everyone ever. Also if anyone is willing to play the Arsonist mod with us until then, we’d love that. Hit us up on the server.

Ayri again and oh rain two ADHDers confronted and ascended to a place where time doesn’t matter but now the sun is going to fucking rise. I put in the fictive’s sources because Ram always calls them by their new names and pronouns. hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh just adding that yes Daeram doesn’t believe in doing crossovers for our AU’s but the fictives interact from time to time and they certainly don’t mind answering questions about that stuff. Dae’ll stop them if spoilers. Fictives don’t front super often but like most of my asks sit in the box for months anyway because tumblr keeps not alerting me they exist. I’ll get to the other asks I found tomorrow if I remember. I think Ram kind of went overboard but he stands by what he said so whatever have fun with it? 

[my-favorite-aesthetics]

Chapters: 2/8 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko & Midoriya Izuku, Tsukauchi Naomasa & Yagi Toshinori | All Might Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko, Tsukauchi Naomasa Additional Tags: Dad Might, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, I'm Bad At Tagging, VERY BAD. In my defense this is my first time posting., All Might is a terrifying powerhouse and loves his son more than anything in the world, These two things come together in a sucky situation and cause a Problem, AHA THERE'S A TAG I NEED, Protective Yagi Toshinori | All Might, nobody dies don't worry, He didn't go That far, THIS IS MOSTLY FLUFF AND EMOTIONAL ANGST I SWEAR, Hurt Midoriya Izuku, One for All has noncanon capabilities, mostly a healing factor, Baby heals fast. Baby wakes up wanting chicken nuggets, Baby also worries about his dad, to a pretty good extent, y'know what?, Protective Midoriya Izuku, Tsukauchi Naomasa Is A Good Friend, Good Parent Midoriya Inko, I know I already said Dad Might but. SO MUCH DAD MIGHT, These two dorks are open with their emotions, Angst with a Happy Ending Summary:

A fic written with @the19thduckpotato on Tumblr (she also has it posted there on her blog!) From @the19thduckpotato: "This is a LONG fic. But a completed one. And one that has personal headcanons between @my-favorite-aesthetics and myself. (Also, I’m sure I fudged hospital stuffs). Have fun, enjoy the loving angst!"

"His heart thudded painfully, remembering

How he had knelt over the boy

Thud

How he watched his world crash down around him

Thud

How his fist formed quickly and tightly, nails biting deep into his palm.  The pain hadn’t deterred him, only spurred him

Thud

The brightness of the hospital took over once more and his throat constricted.  His hands now throbbing in unison with his heart, hands covered in more than just his blood, hands that had acted with a single purpose 

To release the fury and the hate 

To unleash pain until they were numb 

He closed his eyes, horrified. 

…"

[spadedraws]

Could you explain the whole gem choose their fusions thing work? Like if a lapis and topaz fused and they look like a peridot they’ll just called themselves peridot or if they think they’ll be a bloodstone they’ll form as a bloodstone

Now I’m gonna assume that if you’re asking me you really want to know how I feel so i might get a tad bit passionate! That being said, please let it be known that everyone is entitled to their own headcanons and theories, but this is just what I feel to be “correct”. Okay now get comfy cause this is gonna be a long one!

SO first things first, I’m gonna have to correct you. My headcanon isn’t that gems name their fusion after who they look like. Rather fusions themselves are their own identities based on the components’ relationship who name themselves regardless of who they’re made up of! Of course, now I gotta provide my defense on why I believe this to be true.

(From here on I use the word “you” in a general sense. In no way am I trying to attack, belittle or patronize the person who sent the original question at hand)

What is fusion? Fusion is the combined forms of two or more gems, but it’s also a little bit more. Fusions are representations of the components’ relationship. It has been reiterated upon several occasions that a fusion is more than just the sum of two gems’ parts, yet fans and viewers seem to forget (or maybe ignore?) that fact when creating their own new fusions. They say that a Ruby plus a Sapphire equals a Garnet because that’s the only example we’ve seen. But just because that’s the ONLY fusion of a Ruby and a Sapphire we’ve seen, doesn’t mean that it ALWAYS holds true. If this were the case, then I would have to ask, why exactly is fusion outlawed? If you can accurately predict every time what two gems were going to make no matter the circumstances, then you’d think that Homeworld would have allowed it in the first place. If I was White Diamond and I needed to know the most realistic outcome for a mission, then I would just slap together a Ruby and a Sapphire to get a Garnet who could tell me that information. But it’s because Homeworld outlawed the act entirely that leads me to believe that fusion CANNOT be predicted. 

So that still results in the question of how fusion DOES work? Is there any rhyme or reason, or is it all nonsense? And I’ll admit this IS a difficult question, but I think I have an answer. A fusion’s name, color, and form reflect the complexity of the relationship (and no I don’t mean a fusion that has a bad relationship will look less human because that’s been proven to be untrue). 

Let’s say we have a Sapphire with a gem on her arm and a Ruby with a gem on her head: We’ll call em Bicep and Baldie respectively, for simplicity. Now Bicep and Baldie, don’t get along. In fact, they LOATHE one-another. However we also know a very happily married set of gems Ruby and Sapphire. We know that Ruby and Sapphire are fused all the time, and the fusion identifies herself as Garnet. If Baldie and Bicep were to fuse, give me one reason why they should also be called Garnet? Because they’re both comprised of a Ruby and a Sapphire? But literally EVERYTHING else about the two pairs is different. If Baldie and Bicep hate each other, why should they look, act, or name themselves after anything like the set of gems that love and care about each other? That’s the point, they wouldn’t. Bicep and Baldie’s fusion would represent their own individual identities, and THEIR relationship, not Ruby and Sapphire’s. 

Furthermore, let’s look at two other fusions: Smoky Quartz and Rainbow Quartz. What do they have in common? Well, most obviously, they both identify as Quartzes. Hypothetically, if fusions worked like math equations (i.e. A+B=C) like most viewers claim, then the fusions are as follows: Quartz+Quartz= Quartz, makes sense! Quartz+Pearl= ...Quartz?? Hold the phone, how can that be?

“Oh well it’s because its actually not Quartz+Quartz and Pearl+Quartz! Steven/Rose is a Diamond!”

OHHHH okay lets change it then: So Pearl+Diamond= Quartz, Cool! And Quartz+Diamond= ...Quartz again???? That doesn’t make sense, if A+B=C, and B=/=D, then how can A+D=C?? “It’s because, at the time when Steven and Amethyst first fused, Steven didn’t know he was actually a Diamond!!” Oh really? So, what you’re saying is, the way a gem identifies changes how the fusion ultimately presents themself? Sorta like how, if a Ruby and a Sapphire don’t identify as a fusion of love, they wouldn’t make a Garnet, right??? 

And this is my whole point! If you apply strict rules to how fusion “works” then you set yourself up for disappointment when the canon gems don’t cohere to that system that you placed in your own head!

At the end of the day however, all this canon vs noncanon stuff aside, I create my fusions for fun. And I dont line my fun to be judged based on what others believe is “right or wrong”. I’m allowed to be as creative as I’d like to be as long as I’m not actively hurting anybody, and so are you! Either way if you read through this long spiel, thank you for caring so much about my opinion, and I hope I helped clear things up! If something I said didn’t make sense or you need something a bit more explained, feel free to shoot me an ask! 

[ao3feed-tododeku]

The Ties That Bind

The Ties That Bind by my favorite aesthetics

A fic written with @the19thduckpotato on Tumblr (she also has it posted there on her blog!) From @the19thduckpotato: "This is a LONG fic. But a completed one. And one that has personal headcanons between @my-favorite-aesthetics and myself. (Also, I'm sure I fudged hospital stuffs). Have fun, enjoy the loving angst!" "His heart thudded painfully, remembering How he had knelt over the boy Thud How he watched his world crash down around him Thud How his fist formed quickly and tightly, nails biting deep into his palm. The pain hadn't deterred him, only spurred him Thud The brightness of the hospital took over once more and his throat constricted. His hands now throbbing in unison with his heart, hands covered in more than just his blood, hands that had acted with a single purpose To release the fury and the hate To unleash pain until they were numb He closed his eyes, horrified. …"

Words 4052, Chapters: 2/8, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko, Tsukauchi Naomasa

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko & Midoriya Izuku, Tsukauchi Naomasa & Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Additional Tags: Dad Might, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, I'm Bad At Tagging, VERY BAD. In my defense this is my first time posting., All Might is a terrifying powerhouse and loves his son more than anything in the world, These two things come together in a sucky situation and cause a Problem, AHA THERE'S A TAG I NEED, Protective Yagi Toshinori | All Might, nobody dies don't worry, He didn't go That far, THIS IS MOSTLY FLUFF AND EMOTIONAL ANGST I SWEAR, Hurt Midoriya Izuku, One for All has noncanon capabilities, mostly a healing factor, Baby heals fast. Baby wakes up wanting chicken nuggets, Baby also worries about his dad, to a pretty good extent, y'know what?, Protective Midoriya Izuku, Tsukauchi Naomasa Is A Good Friend, Good Parent Midoriya Inko, I know I already said Dad Might but. SO MUCH DAD MIGHT, These two dorks are open with their emotions, Angst with a Happy Ending

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/22387246

More Izuku Stories

[henrik-von-schneeplestein]

Did you happen to see Sean's latest message about fanfics? Would love to hear your thoughts if you'd be comfortable with that, no pressure of course! ILY! 🦋

Hi anon!! ILY too, and it’s ALWAYS ok to ask my opinion on anything, I’m generally pretty opinionated but in this case idk if I have a hard take on the matter. I was at work all day, so while I did see the post, I do worry that I might have missed a bit of context.

I do agree with Jack that the length of fanfiction is sort of an unavoidable problem. I’m not blameless here; I don’t have as much time as I’d like to read fics, and I always feel bad but there’s fics that I’m behind on. I wish I was better and more consistent about supporting this community’s writers. I also think it’s valid if some people, including Sean himself, just don’t like fanfiction. It’s ok to not like reading, it’s not the hobby for everyone. No one HAS to read fics.

I think my main issue is what my issue always is, which is why people in this fandom act like only a certain kind of fic has merit, or like there’s some scale of legitimacy that makes some types of fics ‘more’ valid than others. Even in the original post Sean reblogged from, the person was like “ok so putting aside ships, what about REAL fanfiction?” Like homie... bruh... absolutely take so many seats. Where did y’all get this delusion that angsty fics and/or fics where the egos are (for some reason??) brothers are somehow more valid, more acceptable, more correct? A fanfiction is a fanfiction is a fanfiction - that’s true in any fandom, but ESPECIALLY in this fandom, where you can’t justifiably pull the ‘well it’s closer to canon soooo...’ card. The JSE ego canon is, like, a few sticks held together with twine. Don’t none of us know what’s going on here. There’s plenty of room within canon for ego shipping, for a range of subjects, emotions, and characterization. And as I said, a fic’s validity isn’t determined by its closeness to canon. You as a reader may have a preference between the two, but a fic that attempts to fill in the gaps of Chase’s canonical story, careful to stay within the lines Sean’s painted, and a fic that makes all the egos high-school age buds swapping memes and doing theater are equally valid to each other. Each is a JSE ego fanfiction - plain and simple.

And I think that’s the main issue with the JSE writing community - only a certain type of person is made to feel welcome in it. As I said, you may have a preference for a certain type of fic, you may only want to read & reblog a certain type of fic, but you have to RESPECT all JSE fic. I personally get a little bored with the types of fics that are popular in the fandom, but I hope the people making them continue to make them for a long time, that they have fun doing so, and they get more and more success and recognition for their hard work. Literally all I want is for people to stop telling people what’s “ok” to write, what’s “ok” to share in the jacksepticeye tag (y’know, the tag that’s meant for content related to jacksepticeye). This dividing line between ‘cool, Real JSE ego fics’ and ‘weird, sideline, noncanon JSE ego fics’ is a concept that the community has made up in its collective mind, and all it does is damage creators, especially smaller/newer/queer/out-of-the-box creators who have something amazing and different to offer.

[ao3feed-izuku-midoriya]

The Ties That Bind

The Ties That Bind by my favorite aesthetics

A fic written with @the19thduckpotato on Tumblr (she also has it posted there on her blog!) From @the19thduckpotato: "This is a LONG fic. But a completed one. And one that has personal headcanons between @my-favorite-aesthetics and myself. (Also, I'm sure I fudged hospital stuffs). Have fun, enjoy the loving angst!" "His heart thudded painfully, remembering How he had knelt over the boy Thud How he watched his world crash down around him Thud How his fist formed quickly and tightly, nails biting deep into his palm. The pain hadn't deterred him, only spurred him Thud The brightness of the hospital took over once more and his throat constricted. His hands now throbbing in unison with his heart, hands covered in more than just his blood, hands that had acted with a single purpose To release the fury and the hate To unleash pain until they were numb He closed his eyes, horrified. …"

Words 4050, Chapters: 2/8, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko, Tsukauchi Naomasa

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko & Midoriya Izuku, Tsukauchi Naomasa & Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Additional Tags: Dad Might, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, I'm Bad At Tagging, VERY BAD. In my defense this is my first time posting., All Might is a terrifying powerhouse and loves his son more than anything in the world, These two things come together in a sucky situation and cause a Problem, AHA THERE'S A TAG I NEED, Protective Yagi Toshinori | All Might, nobody dies don't worry, He didn't go That far, THIS IS MOSTLY FLUFF AND EMOTIONAL ANGST I SWEAR, Hurt Midoriya Izuku, One for All has noncanon capabilities, mostly a healing factor, Baby heals fast. Baby wakes up wanting chicken nuggets, Baby also worries about his dad, to a pretty good extent, y'know what?, Protective Midoriya Izuku, Tsukauchi Naomasa Is A Good Friend, Good Parent Midoriya Inko, I know I already said Dad Might but. SO MUCH DAD MIGHT, These two dorks are open with their emotions, Angst with a Happy Ending

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/22387246