I guess both falin and kabru’s mother ended up sheltering people from pain and the opportunity to confront danger
I assume you mean Milsiril? Because I mean, like… I guess so, on the most basic level, but I feel like the comparison requires a pretty unfair reading of Falin’s character.
For one, Falin has neither the personal nor the institutional power that Milsiril had over Kabru as both his adoptive mother & an elf in a country that doesn’t view short-life species as equals.
For two, I think the way Milsiril treats Kabru is particularly harmful because of how she denies his agency. Falin doesn’t really do that, except for, you know, the one specific encounter that starts the whole plot of the story off. That moment is significant because it is the extreme culmination of the way she denies herself agency. Which also can be hurtful. And can, yes, lead to denying other people of their agency. But not really in the same way Milsiril’s actions do. Falin doesn’t deny people the opportunity to confront danger, she denies them the chance to care for her.
She does also shelter them from pain, to some extent, but I’d argue that’s equating things that aren’t actually equal. If Falin really wanted to shelter Laios from any and all pain, to that extreme, she’d be like… emotionally blackmailing him to stay out of dungeons.
If anyone in the party is similar to Milsiril, I’d argue it would be Marcille. Marcille babies Falin in a way that’s not entirely dissimilar to how Milsiril babies Kabru - especially in how they refuse to let go of the idea that these people are still young and in need of protection.
They are also both out of place in traditional elven society, which contributes to their disillusionment with it, and probably is part of the reason they both spend more time with short-life people than most elves. But that doesn’t inherently make then GOOD at connecting with those people, and they do harm sometimes because of it (see: Marcille’s treatment of Falin in ch 28).
Milsiril is Marcille’s anxieties and protectiveness dialed up to 11, given less support from peers with other perspectives, and left to take care of traumatized kids she doesn’t fully understand.
Falin is just like. Avoidant.
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the thing about having roommates is i HAVE cast irons. but they’re in the basement and i don’t use them because i have roommates. i just bought a VERY cute set of four little dessert size plates with poppies on them from a secondhand store the other week but i’m afraid to actually put them in the kitchen because i have roommates. the last set of little plates i bought has gone almost completely missing, two knives from my set of good knives disappeared some years ago, a vintage bowl from my grandmother from the 40s completely disappeared. i feel like i can’t put anything i actually care about in shared living spaces because i don’t trust anyone! and i don’t want to ban people from using my stuff because that’s not fair!
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a few accounts have left these weird comments on my ao3. are any other writers dealing with this?
I don’t think that the creator for these works is responsible for these comments, so don’t send any hate to them.
all I’m saying is that this is such gross behavior. my comment section is not the place to promote anything. 1) it’s rude. 2) it’s stupid. very few people read the comments and even fewer people are going to take reading suggestions from them. I get a maximum of 2 comments on a post, so all you’re doing is making me upset.
here’s a Reddit post about the problem with webnovel
anyway. don’t be mean, support your writers, and stay away from webnovel.
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“Shipping Batcest is harmful for real-life adopted families”
First of all, no, no it’s not. “Fictional people fans think should kiss” could not be more abstracted from real life. Get some fuckin perspective, mate.
Second of all, let’s be real here. You just don’t like it. It’s okay to just not like things, or to even be squicked by them. You don’t have to make up reasons why it’s actually bAaAaAaD. You can just go “it squicks me. Next!”
Thirdly, if your issue really is “I believe the very concept to be disrespectful to adopted families” there’s an easy fix for this.
The obvious solution?
Make them all blood related.
Boom. No more issues with “adopted vs. blood related family” anymore!
You’re welcome.
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My god, a spin off of the masquerade event basically writes itself:
You got a character based off of Frollo, Rollo, the OG consumed-by-lust-freak, you got Malleus who couldn’t be happier that you’re tagging along to Noble Bell College, throw in the fact Rollo seems to acknowledge MC as an admirable person paired with his hate-crush on Malleus, who gets to spend time with you, add a bunch of jealousy on both ends, and it’s perfect.
That is to say, I’d feel better writing out the scenario once we have a grasp on why Rollo seems to hold Malleus with contempt(?), but you can bet that I am staring at this event with eyes wide open. 👀👀
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Feel free to skip on past this, I’ve just gotta ramble for a minute bc i cant stop thinking about this kid from work last week. They were so much like me at that age (5-6th grade) that I didn’t know how to interact with them? I didn’t know what to say to them bc I don’t know what I needed to hear back then, what I would’ve WANTED to hear? What would I have even listened to? They were almost entirely silent and looked out at the world with a hesitant curiosity, but would pull back so fast as soon as you tried to interact w them. Little to no eye contact, face hidden in hair, always looking down, following others until they could strike off on their own and just quietly explore. Intently focusing on drawing any chance they got. We did an art project and they hunched over their piece the entire time and wouldn’t let any of us see it in progress, refusing to look up or acknowledge us if we asked to see it or to know what it was. Idk. I barely interacted w them while they were with us for those few days bc I didn’t know how? It almost hurt to try? It was like looking back into a time machine and i didn’t know how to tell them that it does get better,,, I still don’t even know if where I am is better, some days feel so unsure that I don’t think I’ve made any progress at all. But seeing that kid, idk. I’ve come pretty far. And it DOES get better. Maybe it’s not the best now, or even that great at all, but it’s better. I wish I could’ve told them but I don’t think they’d have wanted to hear it anyway
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