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affinitystoryblog · 4 months ago

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so these questions were initially an ask but i accidentally published the ask before i was done answering. luckily i had copied what i had written before i deleted the incomplete answer, but here is the answers! i do not remember what the last one was, so unfortunately i can only give u these ones.

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break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?

Sinie

SO ACTUALLY there is a major story event that takes place late book 1 that changes sinie's character for a while. book 2 sinie is not going to be the same as book 1 sinie....i cant say what the event is because i think its too much of a spoiler. but sinie fuckin loses it. goes dark. corrupted by her own emotions. itll be the lowest anyone has ever seen sinie. the event, and her actions resulting from how it affects her, will change her forever.

Csilla

this one is a little harder for me to answer, because i havent thought of something like this for csilla like i have for sinie. csilla is...a little stronger than sinie tbh. she can handle darker emotions easier, given that she's been an outcast and lonely most of her life. she isnt sheltered necessarily, just kept on a tight leash. she feels her mother doesn't love her, she adores her father but he's often times too busy to make any actual time for her so he overcompensates by spoiling her in any way he can, and her and her brother have an estranged resentment for each other.

the one that really brings out the best in her is everett. sure, everett is kinda just doing as programmed and trying to woo csilla, but damn does she fall for it. she's a hopeless romantic, and everett is everything she could've ever wanted in someone. he makes her laugh, hes attractive, he gives her attention, comforts her, they have a lot of similar interests, he is always taking her out to do new things she never dreamed of doing trapped by the shackles of her parents expectations. he makes her feel free. so tbh, i actually think a perfect scenario for this would be everett's betrayal. (idc about spoiling this since i mean itll be obvious its gonna come out once i start the arc) i mean, idk if i would rly call it much of a betrayal, more of a reveal that he was a spy but lbr, he's gonna continue doing what mommy (agitha) says until his heart finally tells him to do whats right. (i have a feeling that everett will be on their side before agitha, but i havent fully figured it out yet...) so there'd be a bit of time where everett's heart is in limbo and csilla would be sitting in her room rotting away bella twilight style until it was all resolved.

guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?

Sinie

again, the big story event that sinie goes through at the end of book 1 will cover all of this. she's definitely gonna marinate in her negative emotions for a while, coping very very badly. she cuts her hair off. not a spoiler u guys have seen short haired sinie tons of times if ur familiar with this blog. i just decided tho...i think i want her to go full throttle and shave it all off. i think she'd eat.

Csilla

see, i love asks like this because i dont normally think of stuff like this for csilla like i do sinie because im used to sinie being the protagonist like she was in beta affinity, but i need to treat csilla with that same respect cause she's equally the protagonist. theyre both the main character because u cant have this story without one or the other. and this stuff makes me think for csilla.

so anyway, i dont know how to answer this question off the top of my head, SO lets psychoanalyze csilla!

she's shy and introverted, but she's also still a nerd; she likes art and music, dance, videogames even though she doesnt play much herself, anime and cartoons (sinie does end up getting her into "kiri kyu-kyu-cute!!") but she also kind of doesnt know how to have friends. she was outcasted for being the weird witchy kid growing up in a bougie all girls private school, and we ALL know how hardcore middle school girls bully. i havent fully thought of how all of csilla's history with bullying went, but it definitely affected her to grow up alone and isolated.

she probably would feel guilty for liking witchcraft and being interested in magic, it being ingrained in her head that its weird and creepy and dangerous. and running with that, she would probably feel like an absolute freak for being a magical girl. ive kind of already depicted csilla calling magic freaky and she is shown to be scared of it.

(shown in chapter 1)

(and then a couple times in chapter 2)

csilla is the one who insists they keep their magical identities a secret, partly because i personally dont want too much of the world suddenly being exposed to magic rn, (hence miko, who takes them to a place they can be destructive) but also because csilla is embarrassed. notice how she calls it "wacky". she does admit it was awesome, but thats really mostly sinie's influence. csilla does still love wacky things, she was just abused into feeling guilt about liking these things. she can be more free with sinie who is OPENLY expressive about her love for magic and their newfound powers.

so i definitely think csilla should go through an identity crisis of some sort, battling her feelings of feeling like a total freak and then feeling like she has a purpose. csilla is a little more logical when it comes to magic, its not supposed to be real. no one would believe them anyway and she's terrified of being considered the freak in a place where she can start over.

i think playing with this idea early on is better, so ill go through and edit some chapters and then keep the theme in mind for future chapters for consistency :)

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xojennyboo · 1 year ago

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Harry’s POV:

“I’m gonna stay here a while. Keep an eye on her”, I tell Thomas after I composed myself from my breakdown. “Are you sure?”, he asks me as we sit by the pool looking at the sun set. I nod my head being silent. “I’ll stay too, I want her to be okay Harry, she doesn’t deserve to be alone”, he tells me as he gets up from the chair and starts walking back into the house. I can’t believe that I was going to be a father. I didn’t know how I was feeling at the moment, feeling too many emotions at once. Why did she have the need to not tell me about it?

I took. A deep breath, closing my eyes and taking in the fresh air, and letting it out.Get yourself together Harry. You have to be there for her. You were her rock before, you have to be her rock now.

A better question to ask myself is how am I going to be there for her when I'm feeling like shit now? All I can do is make sure that she is better mentally and emotionally. I take another deep breath before getting up from the chair and going back inside the house. Inside, I see Thomas preparing the kettle for tea. The house was silent, the housekeeper still lingering around waiting for y/n to wake up. "I'm going upstairs to check up on her", I say, going up the stairs and into the bedroom. Once inside I see her still body sleeping soundly. Her breathing seemed normal, her chest rising and falling at a steady pace. I move over to sit right next to her, watching her sleep. I always admired how beautiful she looks when she's asleep. It was one of my favorite things to do when I woke up in the mornings. I would usually wake up before her in the mornings, usually because she would wait up for me to get home, I would go straight to bed.

I admired everything about her. She was so selfless. She put everyone's feelings first instead of her owns. I always mentioned to her that she needed to stop being so nice to everyone, to be careful to not let anyone walk all over her. Yet, she still refused and kept true to how she was. I admired that about her. She always pushed me to be true to myself. I tried from time to time but failed miserably when I got stressed. I always thought that us parting ways was a mistake. We definitely could've tried different ways to work through our problems, but I knew that she was feeling lonely. I saw the way she would look at me when I would come home. She was always hesitant to say something, afraid of what my response or reaction would be. I was too tired to care at the time. I didn't want to keep making her feel that way, she deserved to be happy. After the breakup, I tried suppressing all of my feelings on the matter. After weeks of feeling lonely, I met Amelia. She was the perfect distraction, and she sort of knew that. Everyone knew how much me and y/n loved each other. They saw how we would always be together and did everything with each other. The media was the perfect outlet for everyone to see our love. My fans loved y/n, and it was the first time in a long time that someone who I loved didn’t receive much hate. Y/n was special that way. She made sure that everyone around her felt loved and welcomed and included. I was glad that my fans saw the good in her. Y/n was always happy when she met my fans. She always embraced them in a hug and always found a way to compliment them. Sometimes, the fans would give her small gifts, whether it was her favorite flowers or a stuffed animal. She cherished all of those gifts, keeping every single one of them.

A shift on the bed broke me out of my thoughts. Y/n shifted on the bed, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. She looks around the room and gets a bit startled when she sees me next to her. "Hey", she says, her voice cracked a bit due to her cries from before. “How are feeling? Better?", I ask her, keeping a bit of distance, not trusting myself. " a little", she whispers, her hands playing with the blanket that was over her legs. "Thomas has the kettle going downstairs for tea", I say to her. "Tea sounds good", she says. There was a bit of silence until I finally decided to break it. "Why didn't you tell me y/n ", I ask her. "I didn't want you to feel the way I did. I was going to tell you of the pregnancy after the first trimester, but then ", she stops, knowing what happened next. " You don't have to protect me from anything, you do know that" I tell her. She stayed silent again. "I could've been there by your side. Holding your hand along the way. Going to every doctor's appointment and making sure that you were okay", I continue, at this point we were both crying. “I'm so sorry", she cries. I move closer to her and wrap my arms around her, engulfing her in a hug. "I'm sorry for not telling you and I'm sorry for losing our baby", she cries in my arms. "Hey hey hey. Look at me", I say titling her face to face me. "You don't have to apologize for that. You did nothing wrong. You couldn't control what happened", I say wiping away her tears from her face. "You need to stop apologizing for things you can't control" I whispered. She buried her face in my chest crying a bit more, my tears spilling from my eyes as we both mourned the loss of our child. I kissed the top of her head, my fingers running through her hair as we stayed silent. I hate seeing her like this. I could never be mad at her, especially knowing the reasoning behind it. "Please don't be upset with Thomas, Harry. I forced him not to tell you. All he did was a good friend", she says against my chest. "I know". I say to her. I can't he upset with him either. He was protecting her in my absence, like the good mate he is. I'm glad that it was him and nobody else.

We stayed like this for a couple more minutes until we decided to go downstairs for some tea. "Hey! How are you feeling?" Thomas asks y/n as he hands her a hot cup of tea. "Thank you", she says taking the teacup from his hand. "I'll be alright", she tells him. We both look at her as she makes her way towards the living room, sitting down next to the housekeeper. She puts the cup of tea down and embraces her in a tight hug, both crying. Y/n kept apologizing to her, but the housekeeper kept telling her not to. "How is she?", Thomas asks me, handing me a cup of tea. "We talked about everything and her reasoning about hiding it from everybody. I can't be upset with either of you ", I say as I take a sip of the tea. "Thank you for keeping her safe mate". "You don't have to thank me, Harry. She's like a sister to me and would do anything to protect her", he says. "I just wish she would've told us sooner ", he says. I agree with him, finishing my tea. I walk towards the living room and sit by y/n who is finishing up a conversation with the housekeeper. She tells her that she can go home and rest, reassuring her that she was okay. She left, a bit hesitant, but I reassured her that I would take care of her.

We dian't bring up the miscarriage subject up for the rest of the day. We watched movies on the TV all day. I decided to cook all of us some dinner since I didn't want to order takeout. I decided to cook steak, mashed potatoes with a bit of gravy and steamed broccoli. Y/n decided to help me, not arguing with her since it could be a distraction for her. Cooking with her reminded me of old times, it was our favorite thing to do when I was home. We ate our dinner and had small talk talking about how the record was going. After dinner, she washed the dishes, since she insisted, and prepped the coffee machine for later. She had an obsession with coffee, her and Thomas. He decided to sit outside to enjoy the sunset. It was a beautiful day outside, considering today's events. After we drank our coffee, Thomas decided to call it a night and go to bed. Me and y/n went into "our" bedroom to settle for the evening. She went into the closet to try and fix the mess she had made earlier. "Y/n, let's go to bed. We can fix all of this tomorrow", I say as I place my hands on her shoulders from behind. She shook her head as she looked around, planning on where to tackle the mess first. She is such a neat break, but I loved her none the less.

"Fine,I'll help you clean up", I say, placing a kiss on her shoulder before walking over to the pile of clothes that was on the floor. I look at the baby outfit that's on the floor. I pick it up, y/n watching me intently. I look at it, tears filling up my eyes clouding my vision. I walk over to her and give her a tight hug. "I think it would be fair enough to hang this up somewhere special don't you think?" I ask her, giving her the small piece of clothing. She gives me a warm smile before taking it from me. "Where would I put it?", she asks. "Mmm maybe, when we’ve healed, we can frame it somewhere in here?", I suggest, looking around. " I'd like that a lot", she tells me. " Good, now let's start cleaning" I tell her. We do just that majority of the night. I tried making this fun, trying on different items of clothing, that obviously didn't fit me, making her laugh. I haven't heard her laugh in such a long time. After we were done cleaning the closet, we both made it to the bed and laid there staring at the ceiling. "Thank you, Harry”, she whispers in the darkness. "For?", I ask. "For today. For understanding", she says. I cuddle her, my arms wrapped around her body her hands on my arms holding me tight. Everything felt perfect in this very moment. It was just the two of us, in this safe place where no one can hurt us. "You don't have to thank me for anything y /n. I just want you to be happy and safe. I want you to still confide in me like you once did", I confess, kissing her temple. We stayed like this throughout the whole night, falling asleep in each other's arms holding each other tight.

Y/n POV:

The following morning, I wake up to an empty bed. Flashbacks of what happened yesterday replayed in my head. Harry took the news pretty well, but I know that he's hurting just like me. We were both mourning at the moment, the loss of our child finally setting in and making itself present. Having both Harry and Thomas with me yesterday really made me feel like everything was going to be okay. I got up from the bed and made my way into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and showered getting it out of the way. After my shower, I put on a soft pant outfit. It made me feel super comfortable since it was super soft. I put on slippers and headed downstairs. Laughter filled the kitchen, the familiar sound making me smile. I walked into the kitchen watching Thomas and Harry making breakfast and laughing. "Good morning", I say as I sit on the stool. "Good morning", they both reply. "I hope you’ve woken up hungry cause I made a big breakfast". Harry says as he places another plate on the table. There was a good variety of breakfast items like fresh fruits, pancakes, French toast, bacon, sausage, regular toast with butter, etc. I couldn't help but laugh at the amount of food that was in front of me. "Harry besides us, who else is eating all of this?" I say as I pick at the fruit in front of me. "We will", he simply says as he hands me a cup of coffee. Light and semisweet just the way I like it. "Thank you", I say as he leans in and plants a kiss on my forehead. "How are you feeling this morning?" Thomas asks me as he sits next to me. "I'm feeling a bit better. I think it be best if I continue to go to therapy ", I confess. Although my big secret has been revealed to Harry, I still have to overcome the guilt that I feel within me. Will be hard but I have to overcome it for my mental health. "I think that's a great idea. There's nothing wrong with therapy y /n. Just think how free you'll feel once this passes", Thomas reassures me. I just nod and smile at him as I take a sip of my coffee. "I'll be glad to go in on a session if you'd like. Considering we were the parents”, Harry says as he prepares me a plate of food. "Uh, yeah. I could ask my therapist what she thinks”, I say taken aback at his request. As Harry places the plate of food in front of me, I decide to scroll through my Instagram. I stopped using it after everything happened, not interested in any sort of social media. As I'm scrolling, I scroll past a post that was posted by TMZ. Amelia at the beach but in this picture, she was seen with a guy. The worst part was that she was seen kissing this guy. She was full on making out with someone who wasn't Harry.

I immediately place my phone down, my eyes wide from what I’ve just seen. "What's wrong?', Thomas asks me a bit of worry laced on his voice. Harry is currently distracted cooking up the last bit of bacon on the pan. I unlock my phone and pass my phone to Thomas without saying a word. His eyes grow wide. “Uh. Mate?", he says. "Yeah?", Harry replies turning his attention to us. "You might want to take a look at this", Thomas says as he shifts the phone towards Harry. Why do I feel so nervous right now? He looks at the phone and he doesn't say anything. I see his jaw clench, an indication that he's upset. He hands me back the phone before going back to the stove to turn it off. "Let's eat breakfast yeah?", he simply says before he sits down, and we begin to eat. The breakfast was delicious to say the least. Everything tasted like heaven, sweet and savory. We changed the topic of conversations and talked about what we were going to do today. It was a gloomy day out, with a forecast of rain all day. "As much as I would love to accompany you today y/n, I have to go back to the office and check on some last-minute things", Thomas says. "That's okay. I think I'll just stay home. It's the perfect weather.”, I reply, taking a piece of strawberry and Nutella into my mouth. Delicious. "I’ll stay with you". Harry says to me. I didn't say anything, slightly happy that he was going to be the one to stay instead of Thomas. I love Thomas don't get me wrong, I just feel like he deserves a day where he doesn't have to worry about me all of the time.

After breakfast, Thomas leaves for the day but not before telling me to give him a call if I need anything. " I'll be fine Tom. Plus, I have Harry here ", I reassured him. He gave me a tight hug before he got into his car and left. Harry had disappeared outside. He was talking on the phone with someone while pacing back and forth. Maybe he's talking to Amelia. I made myself occupied and decided on writing on my journal. My therapist mentioned that it would help me get all of my feelings out without having to utter a single word. It has helped in some way, the problem being that I don't write in it every day. I go upstairs to my room and grab my journal from my drawer. I then head over to the library room across the hall. When designing the house, it was important to me and Harry to have a space for our books. Harry is an avid reader and collects a lot of books when he travels. Once he's finished with them, he adds them in this room, me reading some of them without him knowing. After he left, he left the books here instead of taking them which I highly appreciated it. I also have books here. My collection is mostly romance and poetry.

I sit down on the small sofa by the window that's facing the backyard. I try to concentrate and focus to get all of my feelings together. Soon I begin writing, the words spilling out without hesitation. I write about the baby and how I'm processing the loss. I write about my recent panic attack. I write about how I feel currently after telling Harry the truth. I write about how thankful I am that I had Thomas help me. I also write about what I want to overcome after I've healed from all of this. Deep down, I feel like I would he scared to attempt to start a family again. Although this baby wasn't planned, I'd still be scared to make that attempt. Another fear that I constantly think about is the fear of not being able to conceive a child. All of these thoughts have been brought up in my mind and I'm not quite sure what to do with them. Maybe this is something I can bring up to my therapist?

There was a quiet knock at the door taking me out of my trance. I look up and see Harry standing there. "Thought I’d find you here", he says walking over to his side of the library and skimming through his collection. " Yeah, thought it would be best to leave you be for a couple of minutes", I tell him placing my journal on the windowsill. "To be honest with you, I don't want to be alone right now", he confesses as he sits on the sofa opposite me. " How come?", I ask. "I was on the phone with her", he says. I didn't want to say anything, not trying to intrude. "I broke up with her", he simply states. My heart skips a beat at his confession. "Say something", he says to me. "Well, what would you like me to say Harry?". He gets up and kneels down in front of me. "Anything", he whispers as he takes my hands in his. I take a deep breath before answering. "Maybe it's for the best?" I hesitantly say causing him to erupt in laughter, me following. He calms down and finally sits down on the floor, his back now facing me. He’s tense, his feelings all over the place. I adjust myself so that I'm facing the direction of the door. I sit criss-crossed on the sofa. I soon start playing with his hair, his head falling back on the sofa as his eyes closed in satisfaction. This always seemed to calm him down when he was tense before.

"That feels nice", he moans as he takes deep breaths. I couldn't help but smile. "You always know what I need Y/n", he says to me, his eyes still closed. I chuckled as my fingers ran through his curly hair. "I would hope so considering the fact that we’ve known each other for years', I say matter of faculty. He chuckled at my response. His hands came above his head to halt my movements. He dragged my hands towards his lips, kissing each one of my fingers. "We're going to get past this y/n. Together", he whispers, his words causing tears to accumulate in my eyes. I'm feeling overwhelmed with emotions right now, not knowing what to say. "I won’t leave you this time. I promise you", he whispered. I simply nod not trusting my words currently. "Give me a second chance, yeah?", he asks me. My heart started beating fast. Does this mean what I think it means? "Let's do this right y/n. You and me. Together ", he continues. I couldn't help but let the tears fall down my face. "Harry, as much as I would love that, I'm not emotionally or mentally there", I say, thinking with my head and not my heart. "I completely understand", he says as he kneels down in front of me again. "We’ll take it slow. One step at a time yeah? We’ll go to therapy, we’ll spend more time with one another ", he explains. "Harry", I start to say but he cuts me off by pressing his lips to mine. His hands are on either side of my face, his thumbs wiping the tears on my face. "Leto give it another go. If not now, then someday?", he whispers. "Okay" I say, pressing my lips to his, both of us smiling. "Okay?", he says against my lips. "Yea", I confirm causing Harry to give me a huge hug. Slowly, things are finally falling into place.

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orangepanic · 1 year ago

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Directors cut for the uncommon rainsss

Aw, thank you.

Sigh. After the Uncommon Rains. Though it's not yet finished, this is without a doubt my least popular long fic. Despite some initial interest, even most of the people who normally read my stuff (all 2-5 of you, bless) aren't really picking this one up - or if they are, they aren't telling me about it. I have a few theories as to why this one is a flop, but that's not what you asked. Besides, I personally love it, so I'm gonna gush about it anyway. Maybe someone out there will give it a chance. And to the few readers it has, thank you!

As I explain in the summary and author's note, "After the Uncommon Rains" is essentially Jane Austen's last novel, Persuasion, rewritten as a Western. Some of this is self-serving. Persuasion is my favorite Jane Austen, and one I think is generally severely underrated in favor of others like Emma or Pride and Prejudice. In it we have characters who aren't in the throes of folly and misunderstanding, but actually living with the consequences of that previous folly. The action opens with main protagonist, Anne Elliott, faced with the prospect of reuniting with Frederick Wentworth, a man with whom she was deeply in love and briefly engaged to some seven years prior. Her family disapproved of Frederick's lack of wealth; Anne caved to their pressure and broke it off. She's been miserable ever since. Frederick, however, is now the dashing and very rich Captain Wentworth, having made his fortune on the very wit and intelligence that Anne fell in love with. Now he's back. And oh boy, does he hate her for breaking his heart.

So immediately this screams Irosami to me. What I love about Anne and Frederick is that their attraction isn't just physical, but intellectual. They both love culture and reading and learning about the world, and have good hearts and strong moral compasses and are brave and selfless with their friends. Which is what I see as the chief attractions of an Irosami ship as well. Their minds are made for each other just as much as their bodies. But I didn't just want to re-write Persuasion with Iroh as the naval captain and Asami as the quiet victim of her family's hatred of benders. Not only was that boring, but it didn't quite fit. Asami stands up to her father in canon. She doesn't take anyone's shit. Of the two of them, I think Iroh the more likely to cave to the pressures of honor and duty. Therefore, Iroh is a more obvious Anne. And Asami, the ambitious and talented 19-year old CEO with a bit of a temper and ride-or-die loyalty, is a better Frederick. It also allowed me to bring in more members of the OC family I've already created for Iroh, including especially his little sister.

I also wanted to do something fun with the setting. I personally struggle when I have to follow another work too closely, so I thought the challenge of making Persuasion work outside of Edwardian England would help. I've been playing with the idea of a Western for a while. So, why not? A Western it became. What is Anne's stay at the Musgroves became Iroh working at Tenzin's sky bison ranch in the Si Wong desert, and Captain Wentworth's success in the navy became Asami's inheritance of Future Industrial Railroad, which just happens to be building a line out that way.

The most fun I've had with this fic is hands-down the worldbuilding I've had to do for the setting. I've done so much research on cattle ranching and clothing styles and climate and locomotives. I've looked at so many pictures of dresses and hats and trains. I have my friend with a horse on speed dial to ask her questions about riding and the care of ostrich horses. I feel like I invent a plant or animal or food every ten lines. It's really great. Is it a coach or a carriage? Did you know that there's a difference?

By far the least fun - or maybe just the hardest - is matching up all the characters. In the novel there are far fewer main characters. The Musgroves' two daughters are Anne's only real rivals for Wentworth's affections. But in this fic I had to figure out what to do with all the air kids, all the Beifongs, Korra, plus Mako and Bolin. It was absolute chaos, with like five different people filling the roles of two. Other characters don't cleanly map - Baatar Jr. is playing the role of two characters, as is Bolin, while Commander Bumi is more like one and a half and Lin combines the roles of 2-3 bit parts so sometimes I feel like I forget that she's there. The endgame Linumi is based on the flimsiest of side ships. There's no renters of Kellynch, so Frederick's sister and the Admiral's roles are spread out among the cast. The whole plotline of Mr. Elliott, Anne's creepy cousin who almost marries her instead of Frederick, is dramatically reduced because I cut out the entire inheritance sub-plot altogether. Same with Tahno, who is playing a reduced version of Mrs. Clay who doesn't really want to marry Izumi (Sir Elliott), just kind of be a sponge on the family. Basically, it's been chaos.

If there's one mistake I made in planning, I think it's probably trying to force the Korra sami bit. For one, it's probably clear as day to a reader that I don't vibe with the ship because I can't write it to save my life. The whole Korra and Asami dynamic feels awkward and forced to me. Second, though I know it's an AU and 2023 and I'll probably be roasted for this, no one remarking on the same sex relationship also feels weird for both the Western and the Austin genre, mostly because there is always so much about inheritance and marriage there. Nobody batting an eye that Korra wants to marry Asami without addressing money and heirs and all that in a world where those concerns were the driving force of most of the plots seems a glaring omission. Finally, it introduces even more people into the mix, and other side ships like Makopal that I struggle to write or have to spend extra time justifying. I think everything would have gelled better with eventual Makorra and Bopal as the other side ships. Oh well. I wanted Borra. :-) I will live with my choices.

That said, I still love this fic. I'm having fun writing it. It's stretched me in new ways, most notably in it being the first time I've ever worked with beta readers. THANK YOU YOU LOVELY AMAZING PEOPLE. And whether a lot of folks read this story or not, I'm glad that I tried to do something different and difficult.

#irosami #fanfic #director's cut #tlok

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thelaughablelifeoflilly · 2 months ago

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Loan a Laugh to Lilly!

To preface this blog post, I have to tell you that my personality is very boisterous, animated, eccentric, and, frankly, quite ostentatious. I am 100% myself at all times, regardless of who I'm communicating with. The story I'm going to tell, in particular, isn't for the faint-hearted or really anyone who doesn't enjoy crude content. Personally, I enjoy dark humor and tend to spend most days scrolling through Reddit (#iykyk). For anyone reading this, no matter what hardships you're going through in life, always remember to have a laugh and cherish the laughable moments with the people who laugh with you.

Before we get into the nitty-gritty, I'll give a little backstory for this period of my life. 2022 was an INSANE and TRAGIC year for me. At the beginning of 2022, my grandma passed away (she was 96), my sister (we'll call her "The Colonel") kicked me out of her house (that broke our relationship for a while), and about a month after moving back home, my dad was diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer metastasis to brain, spine, and ribs (May 2022). I was working at Target at the time in the style section and, initially, was enjoying my work. I felt like it gave me an outlet to get away from everything that was happening in my life, but evidently, the managers' requests became too demanding for my mental health. I mean, I was dealing with a physical death, the death of a sisterly bond, and the thought/possibility of my dad dying, and you expect me to have the energy to do four people's tasks by myself? NOT TO MENTION: my cat also died in December of 2021, my sister's dad (I considered him a fatherly figure) died in June of 2022, my best friend's wedding was coming up in August, and in September, my friend Mikey (who was in the wedding) passed away. You can't spell stress without S-T-R-E-S-S.

With me being overly stressed and mentally and physically exhausted from watching my dad die in front of me, I chose not to eat, and when I did eat, it wasn't a balanced meal (microwaved mac and cheese got me through life). The lack of nutrition and the amount of stress did damage to my body internally. TRIGGER WARNING: I found myself constantly having the "spooky dookies." I would use the restroom at Target anywhere from 5-10 times a shift. Sometimes I would be so dehydrated from shitting, that I would have to sit down because I would get dizzy. One day, I was working, and, like normal, I went to the restroom. I wiped and noticed there was a weird red substance on the toilet paper. Me being me (not afraid to look at my poop), I looked in the toilet and saw that there was blood intertwined in one of the logs. My immediate thought was, "I'm gonna die," so I told my boss and left to go to the emergency room.

My sister (we'll call this one "Crazy Boots") took me to the ER. I didn't quite know what to expect because I never had issues with my GI tract before. WELL, LEMME TELL YOU, THIS WAS NOT ON MY 2022 BINGO CARD. I go into the room, and the nurse gives me a gown and tells me to take off my pants and underwear, and that the doctor will be in shortly. I was thinking, "Yeah, they're probably just going to take a quick look at my butthole, nothing major." BOY, WAS I SO, SO, SO WRONG. The doctor came in, Crazy Boots was in the room with me, and I had my first-ever IV inserted into my arm (it was traumatizing, by the way. I cried). After the IV was put in and fluids were pumping into my body, the doctor told me to turn on my side. I turned, and she told me to cough. Cool. Normal. BUT THEN, she took her giant knuckle, told me to breathe in, and JAMMED IT INTO MY BUTTHOLE, PULLING IT OUT JUST AS FAST AS SHE PUT IT IN. When I tell you that I thought my whole rectum fell out, I mean it. Her finger was PUDGY.

After the doctor forcefully got her sample, she left the room, and Crazy Boots and I LOST IT. We laughed to the point that I almost Hershey-squirted on the hospital table. And me being me, again, documented most of the process on Snapchat. I have this long-lasting joke that includes the song "Only Time" by Enya. Anytime anything bad or detrimental happens, I play that song. You'll see the reference in one of the images. But yeah, regardless of how horrible my life was at the time, this experience was something laughable that helped carry me through the final days of my dad's life. If whoever is reading this is also going through a tough period, I hope this made you laugh. I want you to remember that life is short, and even one moment of genuine laughter can get you through a rough patch.

#lifestyle #funny #storytime #anecdotes #people being people #stories #Spotify

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southerndragontamer · 1 year ago

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HERE’S THE LINK FOR ANYONE WONDERING

I am so totally normally about this-holy shit it’s actually happening!!!!! I had heard about the new anime years back from a friend, new as in it’s the second anime for DMC as the first came out in 2007 and I thought this one was in development hell and IT’S ACTUALLY A THING!!!!!

Ok so initial thoughts, try to get myself in order XD

I’M SO HYPED FOR THIS!!!!!

This is probably a look into either his past as Tony Redgrave when he was a mercenary OR it’s from 3 when he was first starting the proper demon hunting business after all that happened. That’s all I can tell from this short clip. But the style is so COOL! It’s like it’s from a manga or comic book. Side note they had a comic book series in few volumes but it’s more like watercolor art than traditional look and the novels illustrations look closer to this style which I LOVE.

Im so so so excited for this!!!! I’ve seen some people complaining, not a lot but some and though valid I’m just give a few facts that might ease worries on some things ok? Ok.

1. Castlevani’s director Adi Shankar, is working on this and that show was brutal but also really good! I don’t think I’ve seen much bad about it even if I know there’s people who didn’t like it because it was only part of the Castlevania lore not the entirety

2. Hideaki Itsuno the official director for the DMC series, and the rest of the team from Capcom Japan and America, is gonna be working with Shankar and the rest of the team he has for this. If that doesn’t relieve worries I don’t know what will.

3. It’s confirmed that there’s eight episodes to this first season and there’s FIVE PLANNED and I want that so bad like please please please let them do five for Pete’s sake please please please please-

4. Vergil and Lady are both set to appear!!!! So that leans this more for taking place in or around 3 which means we’re figuring it in somewhere around then

5. If all else fails and you don’t wanna consider this in your canon of events regardless of how it turns out due to personal preference that’s ok! You don’t have to like it and your opinions valid just as much as mine but at the same time please don’t try to ruin it for everyone that is excited and wants to like it ok?

Now if you’ll excuse me I’m gonna be over here vibrating with happy and waiting for more news when it comes out.

"Devil May Cry" The anime series from Capcom, official Announcement.

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maguro13-2 · 1 year ago

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Legacy of Shinra ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 1 Pt.5

Cloud : Okay... Here's the plot of your story, so you're telling me that the manga named...

Maka: "Soul Eater".

Cloud : ..."Soul Eater" is set at a fictional school called the " Death Weapon Meister Academy"? And it's located in Death City...."Nevada, USA"?

Maka : Mhm.

Cloud : Ugh! Look, Maka, I'm not much a of prime minister who wants Astro Boy to open Japanese animation to America, but we are in Japan, and this is the real world. You don't live in no Death City, Nevada. I mean, who would built a fictional city in an English-speaking country where it's the east-meets-west trade? Do you ever have a surname that is English?

Maka: I believe the last name is "Albarn".

Cloud : That's like you got that from Damon Albarn, the guy who created the popular British Band "Gorillaz".

Edward : Oh, boy. Talk about cutting it close. Although you did say you attend to a school and I don't. What makes you to be the hero of a Japanese manga that is set in "Not Tokyo"?

Maka : Well, umm, the school was meant to be created to maintain public order and it's officially an institution for humans that has these weird abilities to turn into a weapon and some of us are wielders called meisters.

Cloud : Let me guess, the goal for the weapons are 99 souls and one witch soul? That makes 100 of them, which they become what...?

Maka : ...A Deathscythe.

Cloud : "Deathscythe"? What's a Deathscythe? Are you getting names from the Gundam universe? The name "Deathscythe" belongs to them, the guys who pilot Gundams. We don't own a Gundam-name robot for a weapon that isn't a Gundam robot. Why don't you take the name "Deathscythe" back to Gundam, like a normal person? Here's the fact that we humans can't be used as weapons, cause those were treating us like "Tools". Your world of a Japanese manga totally sucks by now and Edward's world is perfect.

Edward : Humph!

Cloud : I mean, your world is great and all, but the moon that your author designed is giving us the creeps.

Sora : Guys! Guys! Something just happened to me, right now!

Cloud : Sora, where you have been after--Woah! What the hell happened to you?! You look kinda...different.

Edward : There's a little something about you, Sora. We just wanna know what really comes after your style?

Sora : Wh...Why is that by now? Is it bad?

Edward : Well, sort of like that. (It is revealed that Sora has been turned into a 1930s cartoon character)

Sora : That's something funny for you to say, but why do I even look funny in this kind of way? Well, I have these mickey mouse gloves for a toon. Is it reasonable for I have style for mickey?

Maka : Haha! You look kinda funny! you look way funnier than that dopey-ass version of Mickey himself!

Sora : Hey! That's not a nice thing to say like that! W-Where did you even get that!? Just because I've been turned into a toon, doesn't mean that you can say bad things to others in that way!

Maka : (sarcastically) Sorry!

Edward : Maka, keep up with that attitude of yours. You said "sorry" to sora in a sarcastic way. And this is the real reason I don't even trust a grunt like you.

Maka : Fine, whatever then. I don't care, people of Japan thinks that it's regardless to make me a hero since I left Japan to move to America. Doesn't know if I'm ready to face villainy who would go against my hatred for this.

Sora : (notices something) Hm? Hey, Maka. How come your name means "Earth" if "Makami" is a name in full letters. Didn't your mother raised you in Tokyo? And by the way why do you want go against the evil that hungers for your hatred?

Maka : Never mind that. Now you'll excuse me, I have to do some popularity in Nevada to do. (Gets up from and walks off)

Sora : The nerves of some girl. I don't even know what's gonna happen to her if her "Hatred" against the evil that hungers it. (thinking) Hmmm...What could that even be? I bet anyone who knows that Maka's hatred will consume her as the hatred against the evils hungers it for power.

Cloud : Beats me. Some people of the Mangaka industry saying "Madness" Isn't exactly a type of thing from the bible itself. Of course the word "Madness" is also a thing in the bible, in which is a vibe from around the ohkuboverse. Where might Japan get all stuff from around the world?

~ Fourth Scene : Hunger for Hatred ~

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pro-mammonologist · 2 years ago

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Animalistic Urges

A mammon x mc fic where demons in their demon forms take on animal characteristics based off their forms…

Warning: NSFW! Mature content ahead (biting, primal, breeding, dirty talk, doggy style, FEM READER)

Part 1/3!!!

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Mammon had been avoiding you like the plague ever since some lowlife demon thought it’d be funny to curse him to only stay in his demon form. Mammon was pissed, of course, the rest of his brothers found it funny, but for some reason unbeknownst to you, they were concerned. What difference does it make that he was stuck in his demon form. Sure, it’s inconvenient clothing wise since he can’t cut holes in all his clothes and since his wings would always be out. But his horns are small and don’t really cause problems so you have no clue what they’re so worried about. When you asked they said he’d take on characteristics of the animal that his demon form is based off.

“So what? He’s gonna be nocturnal and stuff?” You pondered. Belphie and Asmo were giggling and Levi looked confused then suddenly went red.

Before Lucifer could answer your question, Mammon chimed in. “It doesn’t matter! It’s not like ima hurt ya! It’ll be fine. I’ll just be sleepy during the day and go crazy at night. But I’m normally like that…” he trailed off and Lucifer nodded.

“It’s not going to be too awful so long as Mammon can control himself.” Lucifer shot Mammon a glare and went back to his study.

Since he’s been stuck in his demon form, you have noticed him doing strange things, like consuming more food than usual especially fruit. Usually you can feel Mammon’s body heat off of him but it hasn’t been as strong in the day. You’ve been staring at him nonstop, noticing that his canines are also larger and sharper. Like a vampire! He’s also been avoiding you for the most part and when he notices that you’ve been staring, his wings flick at you. The initial sound of his wing flapping scared the shit out of you, it was loud and sharp. He apologized for making you jump and then he would go to another room. Each time he’d do so, if one of the boys was in the room, they’d cackle for some reason. You assumed that they were making fun of him for something and you were desperate to know.

This time, you were in the common area seated across Satan and looking at your DDD when Mammon walked in. Once again, his wings flapped at the sight of you, opposed to the quivering motion they had maintained, this was a wide and powerful swing. His smell wafted over to you and he smelled delicious. Your head shot to him. He quickly exited once again and Satan giggled.

“What just happened?” You asked him.

He smirked at you and shook his head. “Nothing.”

“Why do you guys keep on laughing every time he comes in??” You prodded, inhaling deeply again to get any trace of Mammon’s smell.

“I told you, nothing important.”

“Well there is something then! What is it!” You interrogated him further. “You can’t just not tell me!”

He put his book to the side and shook his head while looking at the ground. “Okay.” He lifted his head up to you and held up his index finger. “Promise me you won’t tell anyone I told you, okay? Especially Mammon.”

“Okay. I promise.” You lied, knowing you’d definitely ask Mammon later.

“So you know how we said we gain characteristics of the animals we resemble?” He leaned in and lowered his voice. “That applies to all aspects.”

“I don’t get what you’re saying.”

He sighed before continuing. “Well, Mammons more nocturnal now which affects his sleep. He’s eating more fruit like a fruit bat which is his diet…” He waved his hand prompting you to connect the dots.

“I still don’t follow.”

He chuckled a little. “Okay every species does three things! One, sleep, two, eat, three… reproduce.” He raised his brows at you and watched as the cogs turned in your head.

“So him running around… flapping his wings… avoiding me but also always running into me…” You trailed off and Satan finished for you.

“He’s horny for you, MC.” He picked his book back up and attempted to return to reading. “Humans don’t have any strange mating rituals but animals sure do.”

You looked at him, dumbfounded. So then that sweet smell was to lure you in? Like pheromones? And what’s the flapping for?

“Hey Satan—“

“Nope, not going any further. You know what you need to know.” He cut you off and you attempted to protest but then remembered you had all the knowledge you needed in your hand. To the internet!

After a quick google search, you learned that the flapping was him spreading his scent to you and the fact that they have to urge to wrap their wings around their desired partner. You also learned that bats sing to attract their partners. Well Mammon hasn’t sung to you yet so he has some control! And also, what intrigued you the most about bat mating cycles is why Mammon has fangs. The fangs are used to bite into the females to initiate penetration, or to wake them up from slumber. Suddenly your mind began to wander, thinking of Mammon biting into you as he slowly slid his length into your wetness, his bite mark on your shoulder would be a constant reminder of him being inside you.

You shook your head and quickly stopped those thoughts. If he’s trying to remain in control, you shouldn’t push him. Right?

Right?

You opened your phone and shot him a message.

MC: I found out why you keep running away.

He began typing almost immediately.

Mammon: how?

Mc: does it matter? You could’ve just told me you’re horny. 😉

Mammon: as if im horny for some whiny human.

Mc: your lil wings and smell says otherwise.

mammon: Wait, you liked the smell?

Mc: yeah. Why?

Mammon stopped responding and you got up, curious as to why and honestly wanting to tempt him. You couldn’t help but be curious about demon Mammon and his… behaviors. You raced through the HoL, trying to locate him as fast as possible. Crossing by a window, you looked out to see Mammon wandering around outside, pacing with his wings tucked close to his back. You tiptoed outside, hoping he wouldn’t notice you underneath the dark black sky of the devil dom. Considering it’s nighttime, it’s even darker than it is normally considering the only lights illuminating the gardens were the lights through the windows. You got within a few feet of him and then his wings spread and the smell hit your nostrils again. He swung around, wafting it even stronger to you. The smell was intoxicating, like nothing you’d ever smelled before, it was a mixture of his cologne, his regular smell, and something else. As it filled your lungs, you felt butterflies fill you and a strange feeling surge through your most intimate parts. At the sudden feeling down below, you stopped in your tracks. Mammon looked at you, a look in his eyes you’ve only seen a few times. Each time usually leading to something else.

“Mc.” He said your name and that shot to your core as well. Was his voice always that…hot? “What does it smell like?”

“Good.” You said, your voice quivering. “Really good.” He took a step toward you, and his wings remained unfurled, twitching as if they were struggling to not move.

“How does it make you feel?” He asked, raising his hand to your flushed face and tilting your chin up. You eyed him, his face flushed as well and pupils dilated. Listening closely, he was faintly humming.

“I—um—it’s something.” You responded, all of your courage from earlier melting away.

“Does it make you wet?” He mumbled and in the faint light, you could see his fangs.

“Mm-hmm.” You wanted to touch him, but you were frozen. If he were to get any closer, you’re convinced you would faint.

But he did. His other hand grasped your waist. “You want me to make you wetter?”

#obey me #mammon x mc #obey me shall we date #mammon #mammon smut #mammon simp #mammon make brain go brrrrrrr

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chocolatemilksmoothie · 3 years ago

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Labyrinth Runners

Omg I loved this one!! buckle up, there's a lot of little details and a lot to point out

I suspected we might not get an update on Luz and the rest of the owl house members and the suspense there is killing me ngl...

I can already see it, both groups meet and both are like "we have SO much to tell you you're not gonna believe this-"

anyways, baby Willow and baby Gus my beloveds

I love their relationship. they were there for each other before anyone else was, and you can see how deeply they care for one another

Gus is a scary good illusionist, it must be frightening to have that happen

ahh good ol' breathing exercises, always worth a shot

I ADORE that Bump allows more kids to try multi track magic, and Matt got into illusion magic! aww

Among Luz's messages was "don't scare him(them?) away" I think she was referring to Hunter. it's sweet she took the time to write that, but god I hope she's safe

the hearts they are adorable <3

I enjoyed Willow and Amity's plot as well! Amity trying to protect her because he values having her back vs Willow wanting her to see that she is strong and can fight alongside her!

he's been reading about Grimwalkers... oh buddy what have you learned?

it's both sweet and heartbreaking that 1) he thought of hexside as a safe place to hide and 2) he's wearing the Flyer Derby outfit. he really had a good time being a normal kid for a day :')

Adrian. I like his style but I did NOT buy his act. How horrifying that he was tricking students into getting sigils by pretending he was helping them not get sigils. messed up

they really made him a pretentious director. I love it. both he and Terra are scary and full of personality, very fun antagonists to see

Love his design also. Everything about it

Severine... is voiced by Dana right? she was hilarious, go back to the tiny cat coven girl they don't deserve u here

Loved the concept of a trippy labyrinth of familiar places too

throw yourself down the steps to see if they're real, flawless technique

once again Hunter parallels another character. Gus is trusting by nature, which has led to him getting hurt, while Hunter grew up in a competitive, hostile environment where the only person he trusted blindly ended up being a monster. He is being extra cautious. But Gus won't hurt him

God, Belos sent a search party and is pretending like he's all worried. he hasn't told anyone he ran away. but we know what'll happen if he goes back to the castle *shudders*

the acting and animation for the panic attack, the breathing and the hesitation were done with a lot of care. I also like that it's in "Gus' room"

I love Gus I love him lots ok

the banned posters I love my children lmao

HIGH FIVE

I'm so happy Hunter still calls Willow "captain" he respects her a ton

and again, it makes sense he noticed she wasn't the real one. Gus is trusting, and Willow has never taken advantage of his trust, while Hunter is super on edge atm

"put him-" "out of his misery? got it" jesus dude he just kicked you

HIS TEAMMATES SAVED HIM

"dude looks sickly" yeah he's been sleep deprived and mentally abused and probably not eating much it'll do that to ya

oh I love this little ragtag team of rebel witches (+ Gus of course)

Adrien wants to find the Galderstones for Belos. Funny, pretty sure that's an ingredient for a certain thing hmmm ever heard of Grimwalkers?

"in the name of the moon we will kick your ass!"

Gus' ability to make you see traumatic memories is messed up. Dana stop traumatizing the children challenge

Hunter and Gus bonding about how they've been deceived and used. and awww the breathing with whistling ahaha is this because of the tooth gap because same

GUS KEPT THE MIRROR THINGY YES

"what... is... this??" "just go with it" my heart

friends will hug you even if you haven't showered

the Illusion coven head got MESSED UP oh my god

Barcus cracks me up he's so well spoken

and we end with Hunter having a LOT to talk about, but also having a large group of people to support and watch out for him

I suspect they're all gonna start preparing to find Luz and the others and to stop Belos in the Day of Unity ohhhohoho I feel DREAD BABEYYY

this was a dense one, and the first episode without Luz in it. I expect next week we'll catch up with them, especially King, and hopefully by the end of next ep both teams meet up to prepare together...

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hi!! adore your work love. could you maybe do smth where stark!reader has to get her wisdom teeth out but HATES the dentist so she brings her boyf peter and her dad w her?? and then when they get home the avengers are all waiting with like comical amounts of flowers and stuffed animals and then reader says some funny shiii and thor thinks she’s like dying lol. idk if that made sense but i’m getting my wisdom teeth out soon and i’m scared😭 thank u so so much love u babe

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

a/n: tysm lovely :,) i rushed through this like my life depended on it, but i hope i’m not too late. either way, i hope you’re okay! it’s frightening but those bad boys gotta go because we don’t need that kind of energy in our lives. enjoy x

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wisdom teeth? more like wisdoom

y/n has to get her wisdom teeth removed and it’s the singular most dreadful thing she’s ever had to do, which says a lot because her dad is tony richling stark

doing dreadful things she doesn’t want to do but still somehow end up doing just because she can is a personality trait at this point

no one really makes a big deal out of it since ~death~ is part of their job description, but y/n is terrified

and when a stark is terrified the only thing that will keep them one step from insanity is researching the hell out of it

that information will be info dumped into every conversation for the next few weeks leading up to the appointment

“y/n you need anything from the store?” "no thanks, did you know the side effects of getting your wisdom teeth out include ✨sudden death or blood clots✨ tho” “……..i have a coupon?”

the day of the appointment, peter comes along and literally doesn’t let go of y/n’s hand. he keeps touching her to let her know that he’s there and it’s so. adorable

he would rest his hand on her knee, gently stroke her back while holding her, or just play with her hair

happy drops them off and he’s too Cool™ for emotions but he knows y/n’s a wreck, so he just fist bumps her with a single nod and she almost breaks down bc it’s really affectionate

y/n is sitting in the dentist chair and genuinely nothing is happening yet, but she’s squeezing peter’s hand like it’s a sponge

peter might have a high pain tolerance but he’s in pain pain and he prays that his hand won’t just explode on him

the dentist notices how peter tries to keep it together and chuckles

“you okay there, son?” “yea it’s fine, had a better time when a building fell on me tho haha” “pardon?” “oh i mean i didn’t have a good time, i just had a better time”

because y/n is running Anxious Town™, the dentist gives her a sedative to help her relax

plus, an injection of local anaesthetic to numb the tooth and surrounding area

she doesn’t feel anything and it’s GREAT

the procedure is quicker than expected and now the real fun begins

she tries to walk but she falls down so peter scoops her up bridal style and happy stays glued at her side

y/n doesn’t mind although she literally doesn’t recognise them and they’re practically strangers to her

but girly sees an opportunity and tries to flirt with peter bc why wouldn’t she

“you’re pretty” *blushes* “why thanks” “you should let your girlfriend know” “i should let her know i’m pretty?” “so you do have a gf? :(” “yea it’s you” “:)”

they stop for gas and peter goes in to get some water for y/n, and in her infinite wisdom, she decides it’s burger time

her mouth is completely numb and she’s practically leaving a trail of drool behind her, but she’d kill for a burger right now

so she wobbles around aimlessly for an hour on some random parking lot as if the ground might just magically open up like a rabbit hole and lead her to five guys

she’s going places. not back to the car. definitely not five guys. they’re closed. but places

peter finally finds her and he’s drenched from head to toe in sweat. he doEsn’T wAnt tO tALk abOut iT tho so she lets him take her to subway instead

normally, she would know that peter’s usual subway order is bread-lettuce-jalapeño

but in her drugged-up state, it had simply slipped her mind so now she’s staring at him like he’d just murdered someone right in front of her

“that- that’s your order?? no meat or anything just bread, lettuce, and a little spice?”

meanwhile at the compound, sam and steve are ordering everyone around bc they want to decorate this place before y/n gets home to surprise her

they take it very seriously too. they’ve watched like one HGTV show and said it’s our time

they finally get home and tony gives y/n a big hug, asking her what took so long

happy tells him that she was keen on getting burgers bc apparently someone has taught her that stressful times call for ~cheeseburgers~

he proceeds to look at tony with a pointed look

tony just shrugs and goes “she was a problem child. we don’t mention her dark past”

she’s swaying on the spot and keeps grinning like a fool and thor just stares at her weirdly before elbowing bruce and whispering loudly,

“what’s wrong with her? is she dying? should i start collecting leaves, i know this remedy—"

no one can tell if y/n is just happy to see the newly decorated home or if she’s just delighted to see everyone but then she goes around hugging the entire team

she doesn’t even acknowledge the sky-high pile of teddy bears and flowers everywhere bc she’s just squeezing everybody

y/n is so high, she just starts to spill all of her feelings about everyone and they’re already so overwhelmed by the hug chain they can’t take this too

“wanda i just want you to know that you’re like my big sister and you’re always taking care of me and i know you and vision are just going to make such good parents one day”

“bucky you absolute PRICK, you FIEND, you’re the best chess player ever and that’ll never change and i wouldn’t be good without you, i hate to say it but you deserve happiness even after you made me lose five times in a row yesterday”

“dad, you’re so strong and smart, even though we’re like never on the same page, you’re always along for the ride, i want to be like you when i grow up, i swear i’m gonna try to be as good to the avengers as you were to us” “aww- wait makes you think i'll be the first to die“

“nat you’re such a bitch about your protein shakes but you’re my best friend and i wouldn’t have it any other way, you can try out as many make up looks on me as you want”

“bruce, brucey, i would live with you in your lab for the rest of my days if i had to, whenever you ask me to hand you stuff i feel useful and important”

“laura’s way out of your league clint i have no idea how the fuck you got her but don’t lose her and i want to be your next child’s godmother”

“steve…we’re your family now. we’re always gonna be your family now. okay?”

“loki you’re not fooling anyone with your attitude, we all know you’re part of the family, you were just misunderstood and messed up bc of your dad–FUCK him by the way–but i realised everyone deserves as many chances as they need because of you”

“sam i would genuinely kill anyone who wronged you, even if they cut you in line at the grocery store, i would knife them no hesitation”

“thor, you poor golden retriever have been through so much, on my way here i made a wish on an eyelash for you bc you deserve better, your postcards always make my day, love you”

she mumbles something to peter that no one else can hear but he blushes and chokes back a sob

y/n orders hot soup and bucky brings it to her but before he even has time to react peter drops everything and ZOOMS across the room in .3 seconds

he barrels into bucky so hard they both go flying, but peter just smoothly rolls out of it and onto his feet like some kind of super ninja

“DUDE WHAT THE HELL” “😠 y/n is not supposed to drink hot liquids 😠”

all of this happens in mere seconds but sam has filmed it all and now slow mo clips go viral online of some mysterious kid knocking over the winter soldier

y/n’s a little in and out after that, but when she fully regains consciousness, she’s on a pile of blankets, surrounded by the team on the floor <3

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let me know if this is actually comforting lmao stay hydrated pals

hc masterlist

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker x you #peter parker headcanon #peter parker fluff #avengers x you #avenger x reader #avengers headcanon #tony stark headcanons #steve rogers headcanon #natasha romanoff headcanon #thor headcanon #loki headcanon #bucky barnes headcanon #sam wilson headcanon #avengers crack #peter parker concept #peter parker x y/n #avengers x y/n

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ghostfruits · 2 years ago

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im gonna have made something in a week or two to show u

but

i wanna talk

i am inclined to talk to u quick

we have spent a lot of time in the last like little while doing what other people told us was a good idea to do bc we had never listened to anyone before and it seemed like worth at least trying to adhere to the advice of people drastically more successful than us especially as all of us individually began to experience like wild and usually financial crisises. i dont like how it feels. we r not really like, feeling how it feels. clout doesnt suit us like that. it just doesnt. its not a house that was built to accomodate it and it doesnt and im off it and niggas can suck my dick and i want to be like normal again i want to like draw stuff and post it and let the waves take shit where it gotta go. this whole rat race shit is fucking obnoxious & i dont care. iv been Strategically Not Having Fun for barely fucking 4 months and im already fed up. twitter is wild trash and i feel like angry the whole time im using it. i like the lower traffic. i like talking. we r bored to death of having fuckin conversations with othr people abt when and how to make some shit to maximize all whatever however like i give a shit. im so fuckin sick of trying to do like smash bros tournament metagame shit i dont care homie like i dont care none of us care

i dont want to be dr fuckin content, i want to make you, like, gifts

when i like found out abt city morgue or like animal kaiser tcg or bape or like 9hst3st or any of the shit i like it made my brain feel like electrical and grateful and it anchored me in wht my feelings abt stuff were, it got me like, in my mode. i have been especially careful over the years to not talk like im abt to talk bc i dont like to articulate an assumption that like anything tht gets sent to us is like purely genuine and unulterior and definitely means what it says it means but like out of 100s of people who have like said tht the things we have made at some point made them feel tht way or like have made art of the stuff weve made or like visibly and admittedly and enthusiastically co-opted our style (ur allowed) like if 20 of those ppl are telling the truth then tht is like enough of a reason for me to wanna keep just like feeding the street then

when odd future came out it wasnt just those 11 guys rly it was sort of like, a surrounding aura of like, 75 guys,there was a official roster but it wasnt rly a clearly defined In and Out of it i dont think. it really didnt look like it. u can like tell an OF nigga. nakel and the photographer guy and fuckin like half the supreme people and that one nigga w the beard and all whoever like thats odd future shit. vince staples is odd future shit. it wasnt a like single beneficiary of the flow. it was like given to the people around them pretty freely. ICP kind of did a version of this although it was a lot less organic maybe. i dont know. i am losing my thread here a little

i want to make u something u can use is all

tht is how all of us feel

we r more comfortable trying to make something of use to u than we are trying to like speedrun building some kind of dumbass particle board instagram empire

i wanna hold thanksgiving for u more than i want to like herd u and i have been getting told for yrs tht isnt like a real thing & it turns out i like dont care if it is and its just like what is gonna happen

big dog gon bark yfm

watch thsz space

#stvn

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childofaura · 2 years ago

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Ok I haven’t been asked about this FEH artist, but given that you all have suggested good artists I have little to no gripes with (minus my gripes with Sencha), there is one artist I want to talk about on my own who I have issues with.

Ryoma Kitada, artist for Summer Caeda and Plumeria.

Look, in the year 2021, FEH was very particular about its quality control for artwork. Which is why sadly a lot of initial artists for FEH didn’t get a chance to prove themselves again: artists like bthx (F!Corrin, which honestly wasn’t even bad artwork, it was just stylized and could have used minor improvement in some fields), Haimura Kiyotaka (Julia and Dierdre), Ito Noizi (Both Tikis) and Ueda Yumehito (F!Robin, Cordelia, Hinata, and Oboro, who had a neat anime-ish style and just needed to improve in like… one or two fields). All the artwork for the game at this point was high quality artwork.

So when I saw Summer Caeda and Plumeria, I was absolutely baffled as to how this artist got hired.

I’m gonna break down each portrait and its issues, so bear with me.

Look at the neutral portrait:

Immediate issues that can be noted:

-Caeda’s eyes are uneven

-Their noses are just dots with dark shading, makes it look like they have cat noses or something

-The poses are extremely stiff, Caeda just looks like she’s standing on one leg. Usually if artists are drawing floaty poses with bent legs, the characters usually aren’t standing up

-Plumeria has like… no ankles

-Caeda’s left arm just disappears down the bicep (it should be visible just looking from looking at the angle)

-Caeda’s skirt has no flow, this can be seen in their attack portrait too

-The biggest issue I have that clearly shows they held horny in priority over quality: They made Caeda’s boobs super big for some reason???

Bear in mind, Caeda’s been shown to have a smaller chest in official artwork and her Bridal alt:

But in her artwork they show this weird shading and fabric stretch like her tits are supposed to be massive, even though… they’re not???

Moving on…

Attack pose (and by extension crit pose)

-Caeda has no arm curves.

-WHERE’S PLUMERIA’S RIGHT ARM??

-Plumeria’s left leg has curve and ankle definition but her right leg doesn’t

-Something I just noticed, the girls both had gaping belly buttons in the neutral art but it’s normal in the attack portrait

-Plumeria’s wings are super low on her back

-Also Plumeria has like… no expression change. She doesn’t even look in character.

-She’s not even holding the staff

-Caeda’s skirt looks like stiff plastic

And finally… the damage artwork:

-Awkward posing

-Suddenly Plumeria’s wings are right back where they’re supposed to be

-Still almost no arm definition on Caeda

-Still bad expressions

-AGAIN. PLUMERIA. WHERE THE HELL IS YOUR RIGHT ARM.

-Plumeria’s left knee is driving straight into Caeda’s ass. Poor expression of depth in this drawing

-The girls suddenly have gaping belly buttons again

-Plumeria still has no ankle definition

Look, I’m not gonna pretend like I’m some great artist. My art is shit. I don’t know how to experiment with different line art tools and techniques to save my life, my coloring is shit, and my posing is stiff as shit. But A) as a consumer and B) given how meticulous FEH has been about its art quality and giving numerous character opportunities to high-quality artists (Kita Senri, Daisuke Izuka, kaya8, PenekoR and so on and so forth) and kicking anyone whose art they think is poor quality (Tell me the last time we saw AKIRA, Aoji, Arai Teruko, Fujikawa Akira, etc. All those artists who maybe barely made it to Book 3 before we stopped seeing their artwork)…

WHAT in their RIGHT MIND made them look at Kitada’s artwork and think, “Oh yeah, this is acceptable quality to match our other Summer entries.” LIKE BRO. YOU’RE TELLING ME IT LOOKS BETTER THAN SUMMER OGMA? YOU’RE TELLING ME IT LOOKS BETTER THAN SUMMER FREYJA? YOU’RE TELLING ME IT LOOKS BETTER THAN SUMMER FREYR?!?!

This artwork probably has to be the shittiest in the series. Try to prove me wrong. Change my mind.

#Fire Emblem Heroes #FEH #Ryoma Kitada #ask game #… kind of ask game #It’s a part of the same subject #No but seriously BunBun drew Summer Lilina and even THEY saw some issues and asked to fix it in an update

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dreamkidddream · 4 years ago

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Can I request a teen mc who is like YUJI from jujutsu kaisen as in they are the vessel of SUKUNA PLSS? Like maybe they can manifest SUKUNA in his curse form as another being as well like megumis dogs? (If you don’t know JJK can you just do a chaotic teen mc? ❤️)

WHEW THIS ALMOST DID NOT GET POSTED SINCE TUMBLR DELETED PARTS OF IT.

So let me tell you: I started reading the manga but have yet to watch the anime 😭 it’s really good though and I’m probably gonna start it this week, but I’m not sure if I’m 100% confident in writing Sukuna. BUT this request was too good to pass up, so if you don’t like it I will write the other scenario instead just let me know!

So for these headcanons, I made it to where MC is Sukuna’s vessel like Yuji, and that they can manifest him if needed. But, I still kept it to where he’s not exactly a good guy with MC’s best interest at heart. Reader is gender neutral and younger than the Bros, so the dynamic is more family instead of romance just a heads up! Hope you enjoy!

TW: Minor cursing, spoilers for Lesson 16 in Mammon’s, Beel’s, and Belphie’s part

The Brothers with Teen MC who’s Sukuna’s Vessel

Lucifer

Was very irritated with this revelation, but still curious

Still annoyed either way though

He already had to make sure that you stayed alive during your stay and not disappoint Diavolo, but now he had to make sure that you kept this curse at bay too!

#GiveLuciferABreak2021

He’s very skeptical of you: not only because of you being a young human but also being a human with essentially a demon inside of you

A very troublesome demon if not kept under control at all times

Honestly Sukuna was like an buzzing gnat who wouldn’t just go away, so Lucifer didn’t see him as a threat personally. More of a nuisance that could grow into a threat if remained unchecked

After you explained the whole situation, he still assigned Mammon to you, but he made sure to personally keep an eye on you too

Your presence was seen as a threat at first, but as time passed, he, along with his brothers knew you meant no harm, but the same couldn’t be said for this Sukuna

He wanted to have faith in you, but he couldn’t bring himself to fully believe it. After an incident at RAD with another demon attempting to attack you, your powers (or rather Sukuna’s) came out to play

He saw the markings, the extra eyes, the malice spread on your face, and he then realized just how serious this has become. You were able to gain control back, but the damage was already done. You were so distraught, sobbing before you, trying to apologize and swearing that you didn’t mean for this to happen, all the while Sukuna was laughing, morphing a mouth on your cheek

It was so bizarre to see, and he couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity for you. You were such a kind person, always going out of the way to spend time and help wherever you could. You essentially became a part of the family, but he knew that you didn’t feel accepted because of him

After that, your “punishment” was to practice holding control over Sukuna with Lucifer, every day after school (which can just be seen as him checking in on you on a daily basis, and trying out different techniques to make sure repeats of this incident doesn’t happen again). Meaning that you trained on manifesting him at will, instead of him completely taking over

Not gonna lie he’s acting like a proud dad when he sees you making progress and Sukuna just sitting in your head tired of all this positivity lol

Lucifer cares for you, he’s accepted you fully even if you hadn’t for yourself. He wants to protect all of his family (including you), and he doesn’t want to think about what could happen if Sukuna becomes a danger to the Devildom or Diavolo...

Mammon

Is impressed but also low key nervous

Humans are not suppose to be like this, ya know!

He’s not the smartest demon in Hell, but he definitely knows that you can’t summon demons without a pact, and he knows your baby face doesn’t have one with the King of Curses

You had to break down the whole deal, and it made him even more confused and distressed

Was still acting annoyed being your designated babysitter, I mean seriously, just how annoying can you be?!

Just kidding! You guys are totally partners in crime in no time and you both make Lucifer get 2x the wrinkles now

“MC, let the Great Mammon show you how’s it done!”

“Mammon, you’re going to be the reason why we’ll be strung up again for the third time this week.”

“It’s going to be both of your idiots’ faults. Such a pathetic display.”

SHIT HE FORGOT YOU GOT A WHOLE CURSE INSIDE YOU

He HATES whenever Sukuna makes an appearance, whether you call on him or he makes his own special appearance. He’s like a gritty and more sadistic version of Lucifer, minus the style and uptight personality (and honestly the finesse too), which made him 10x the more aggravating

He honestly hates Sukuna in general. Here you are, his MC, one of the only people to stand up and defend him always, struggling to live a normal life because of him. It was bad enough that you got sent down here with no warning, but now you got sent with him, and from what Mammon could hear with the conversations between you two, he wasn’t exactly your BFF

Denies being excited about seeing you perform your cursed techniques, but only because it brings him out (and he guesses it’s a little cool that you know how to do it). But human, you don’t need that lame curse, you got the great demon himself to protect you!

On a darker note, you made Mammon swear to you that if Sukuna took over and you for some reason couldn’t gain back control, that he would protect himself and his brothers first before worrying about you. He hated this even coming up, you should be worrying about what’s the next scheme you guys could pull off, not some weird sharpie colored entity causing problems. But you were dead serious, and you made him promise that if the worst case scenario ever happened, he would make sure it’s taken care of

Mammon realized you were the missing piece to their family. It felt nice to have someone depend on him, to actually treat him with respect and care for him truly. He refused to accept Sukuna as a part of you (really he just acted like he didn’t exist, which he didn’t in his mind), and he refused to let him or anyone else harm you

You’re family now, and he wasn’t going to lose anyone else ever again

Leviathan

Oh look, another normie

Wow, you’re such a normie that you’re even talking to yourself through a manifested mouth on your palm-wait WHAT

You broke it down to him, and you just...stared at you, with a blank expression on his face. Until-

“OMG THIS IS JUST LIKE THE ANIME-“

How ironic lol

He practically had a fanboy overload moment whenever you showed off your cursed techniques to him after he begged asked you countless times

You guys remember that vine with the kid saying, “I have the power of God and anime on my side”? Recreate that while doing your moves and he’ll be in awe and dying laughing at the same time

Will post it to his Devilgram and DevilTube

His envy will start to show at first. How is it that someone boring like you get to have all these cool powers and have an actual king reside in you?? You’re living the Shonen dream and not even grateful for it!

But this reality for him would soon shatter after he saw Sukuna for himself, and the way that he behaved towards you. The way that the curse would just look at with disdain in his eyes just made Levi’s skin crawl. He was made well aware that you were in fact not living the anime dream he thought you were. The look in your eyes reminded him of how he would feel whenever he felt like a scummy otaku, and from that point forward he would find ways to cheer you up

You can plan on having anime marathons, game nights, even talking with Henry (I hc that he can talk and understand aquatic animals) when you get into these moods. Anything that helps him get out of his funks he’s hoping it helps you too. You don’t deserve this type of treatment from anyone, especially someone that even he can no doubt eliminate

You were honestly one of the coolest people that he knows, and one of the strongest too! Not just physically, but mentally too. He can’t imagine what could be going on in your head since Sukuna became a part of you, but he knows that you’re strong enough to overcome anything that he throws at you. And if you had moments where you faltered or doubted yourself, that’s okay! Levi would be right beside you the whole way, doing anything he can to keep pushing you forward

Be the teen anime hero that he’s know you can be MC! You wouldn’t be his Henry if he didn’t have any faith in you, you know?

Bonus: you don’t have to worry about your anime nights being ruined after one night when Sukuna somehow found a spoiler to an anime that Levi was really anticipating became a very visual warning for the curse. Levi convinced you to let him take over, and whatever was said resonated with him because you never heard a peep after that, both out loud and in your head

Satan

Oh he was BEYOND fascinated

We all know how much Satan loves to read and how smart he is, so while you look at your condition as a curse (no pun intended), he saw it as an opportunity

Could you feel this curse coursing through your body? Did you feel stronger? Could he see through your eyes all the time or only when you let him? He had so many questions it wasn’t even funny

Very understanding of your situation surprisingly (but still called you dumb for eating Sukuna’s finger)

Satan would be one of the only people you could really trust when dealing with Sukuna. Yes, you trusted all of the brothers, but if you were really in a bind you could count on Satan to come up with a solution quickly

The only issue was his anger. Everyone knows just how angry he can get, and to avoid him ASAP if you even think he’s getting frustrated. Sukuna knows this too, and will be more than happy to taunt him to truly bring out his wrath. While he does need you alive (for now), it wouldn’t hurt to have some type of fun around here. Plus, this could cause your bonds with these brothers to weaken, and the weaker the bond, the weaker the will to help you keep him at bay and defeat him

But Satan knew better, and you did your best in keeping Sukuna away. He may be the Avatar of Wrath but that didn’t mean he was stupid. However, he did have one slip up unfortunately

You see, he was just having a bad day and already got into a spat with Lucifer, and you sensed that he certainly needed his space. So while you slowly backtracked to your room and from his path, Sukuna decided to be the evil ass that he is, and proceed to provoke him. What finally made him snap was his comment that, “You would be a formidable opponent if you weren’t in your older brothers’ shadow, but oh well. Can’t help who you come from I see.”

It took Beel, Mammon, and Lucifer to properly restrain him from ripping Sukuna (really you) limb from limb, with him laughing manically and you scrambling back in fear. Which called for a very long, detailed family meeting (of course after Satan fully calmed down) that resulted in mediated meetings between you and him for the next month. You felt guilty, you should have done better containing him, but you couldn’t predict whenever he decided to pop up!

But after a long talk, Satan didn’t blame you. He blamed himself for losing to his anger and especially blamed Sukuna. He decided that it was time to get rid of this pest once and for all. Be ready MC, cause once he puts his mind to something, there’s no stopping him

Prepare for your bonding time to be deep into books and practicing new hexes and curses. But don’t worry, it’s not always boring and Satan makes sure that you’re having some type of fun. He’s really doing this to have some sort of protection for you: whether it’s against Sukuna or himself. He wants you to know something besides your cursed techniques just in case they fail for some reason

Will shockingly want you to manifest the curse, one main reason is to obviously collect information on him, the other reason is to test said hexes and curses on him

Can a curse be cursed? Let’s find out

You helped Satan with him realizing that anger isn’t the only emotion that you can feel, and with you being so young, he wanted you to experience life as much as you can. And while you had an extra...passenger with you, he will do his best to make sure that it doesn’t get in the way of you enjoying life. It was nice to see a joyous smile on your face

Also you guys did find a hex that made Sukuna meow for the whole day and it was the best thing to ever happen with him lmao

Asmodeus

Honestly wasn’t really bothered with it at first. If anything, he treated it like hot gossip when you told him in the beginning

One thing he will say though: humans can be so revolting at times. I mean you ate a rotten finger, a cursed, aged, sharp, disgusting- you get the point. He did cringe at that, but everything else was pretty normal besides that

Still talked about your daily gossip, painted nails, the works. But recently, Sukuna’s name has been coming up more and more in your recent convos. Asmo, being quite the messy curious demon, wanted to know more about this curse

He really treated Sukuna like he was just your show and tell act and would want you to bring it out to see how he really was. He was amused with your cursed techniques, but he wanted to see more!

He heard you both talking with one another, and he wanted to see him in person! He hasn’t done anything and you’re among the seven strongest in Hell, so what could go wrong?

So much. So much could go wrong

And so much went wrong

After you manifested him, it went downhill from there. The large amount of control you did show caught his attention, but then it moved to the King of Curses himself. He was very delighted to see him up close for more than a couple of seconds, and took his time admiring his physique up close. It was fun for him, but not for you. Sukuna could feel your will slipping since your focus was being divided dealing with Asmo, so he took this as his time to shine

You had an exhausting day, and you were tired, which he used to his advantage. Asmo started to complain when Sukuna suddenly disappeared, but didn’t have a chance to voice it as your arm suddenly gripped the front of his shirt. He felt himself jolt, feeling his heart pumping. He looked into your eyes and realized that this wasn’t you, this was now Sukuna. The black markings that lined your face along with the new eye color (and the extra pair of eyes) came with a grin that stretched across your face

“What’s the matter? You were so eager to be in my presence, is it not to your liking now that the tables have turned? You claim to be one of the strongest, yet I would be able to kill you just being in this form-Ah, the brat is trying to come back, what a shame. Do me a favor, little Asmodeus, don’t insult me like this again. I am a King, and you will remember that. I might have to pay you another visit and take your heart with me next time to make sure you’re aware of that.”

He didn’t give Asmo time to answer, as his grip loosened and you were back. He saw you stumbling, shook out of his own thoughts and reached to catch you. He knew that this curse was an issue, but he didn’t understand just how serious this was, how serious it had gotten so quickly. The thought of Sukuna didn’t scare him, but the promise of him coming back just for him caused some worry. He wasn’t the weakest, but he didn’t want to hurt you! As much as he couldn’t stand his new found scorn of Sukuna, it wasn’t enough for him to take the chance of injuring you

You didn’t strike fear in him, rather the opposite. To see someone he has grown to care about be the one to try and bring his demise was...saddening. He could just feel his heart breaking at the notion. And if this experience taught him one thing is to be more understanding of what you’re going through

You remembered bits and pieces of the incident, and whenever you asked Asmo about it, he would divulge a tad in what happened, but wouldn’t go into too much detail. He didn’t want you blaming yourself, and he didn’t want you to distance yourself from him either. You already proven yourself of formindable you are ever since you gotten down here, and Asmo wasn’t going to let some jealous wannabe demon get in the way of that!

So no more talk of the thing, and whenever it did want to make an unsuspecting visit, Asmo would be ready. The thing was immune to most curses, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t be charmed to some extent, right?

Has covered the eye slits up with makeup and other beauty products every morning, becomes both of your favorite bonding activity. Anything to erase any evidence of it existing and to hear your giggles brightens his day everytime!

Beelzebub

Is very sympathetic of your ordeal

Has mad respect for you eating that finger though, even he doesn’t think that he would eat that

Maybe with some sauces and some Hellroast he might

Is another brother that tries to keep an eye on you. If this Sukuna really is as dangerous as you make him out to be, then he would make sure to be prepared if things went south

Beel’s motto: stay ready you ain’t gotta get ready

Will want you to practice your moves with him. Beel’s pretty powerful, and on muscles alone is one of the strongest brothers. He wants to make sure that you can recognize your full potential, and to always do your best. Expect to be in the gym or the HoL’s backyard working out and training majority of the week

Is thoroughly impressed with your cursed techniques

Beel doesn’t understand that while yes, you have a whole curse residing in you, doesn’t make you less of a human. He forgets that you still have some limitations, and you have to remind him at least twice a week. You gotten more powerful yes, but you still weren’t at Beel’s level

“You can do it MC! Don’t give up!”

“Beel this is over 500 pounds...are you forgetting that I’m still HUMAN-”

But you can never stay mad at him, he’s just too sweet and he means well. He genuinely wants you safe and prepared if anything happens with Sukuna, and if getting you buffed up makes him feel somewhat at ease, then you’ll deal with it

Shares his food with you sometimes. He makes sure that you eat properly too, so no skipping out on meals!

Great listener! Whether you’re complaining about class, talking about a new restaurant you’re interested in (he’s definitely tuned in), or venting about Sukuna, he’s all ears. Even gives you advice if you ask for it or if you really need it

Has encountered Sukuna while he took over your body once, and let me tell you, he was not happy at all

Beel is one of the brothers that are in touch with his emotions; he doesn’t really fly off the handle into a rage unless someone has done something to his family or if he’s being denied food. But now that you’re family and vulnerable not only to other demons but to this curse inhabiting your body, he wasn’t taking any chances

He made sure to be very clear when talking with Sukuna. He wouldn’t stand for anything happening to you, and he made sure that the curse would wish he stayed scattered if that boundary was crossed

Beel is a very protective big brother that’s constantly looking out for you all the time. Even if you feel like that you need to bare this burden on your own, he makes sure that you never feel alone.

He already lost Lilith, and he doesn’t want to lose you too. He won’t mess up this time

Belphegor

See, he knew that there was something wrong with humans, and you were living proof of that

How can you trust humans not knowing if they have another creature living within them?!

Whatever, he’s too sleepy to even care about it

And you weren’t one of the worst so...he guesses that you’re tolerable, but don’t push it!

In the beginning, he thought it was easy to manipulate you, but he could just sense that something wasn’t right with you (and no, it wasn’t because you were just human). He would hear you talking aloud to yourself, except that you were...responding to yourself too?

He thought you finally cracked up lmao

He brought it up as a joke once, but the way you reacted was tense and...ashamed? Oh, he just hit a gold mine. This could make things much more interesting. You shared a little bit of your story with this so called “King of Curses”, but he was smart enough to make a plan off of the information. Maybe he could take advantage of Sukuna like he is of you. Kill two birds with one stone

Well his plan backfired swiftly. After he was freed from the attic and went straight in for the kill, things went array. His hands were wrapped around your neck, he could-should see the life leaving your eyes, but instead he was met with Sukuna’s gaze. Belphie thought he planned this right, he made sure that he didn’t give you enough time to manifest him or to use your curse techniques, so how was this-

“You think I don’t recognize the look of bloodlust, you spoiled child? You were foolish enough to believe that you could get rid of me this easily like the brat?!”, and he was sent flying across the room. How was this happening, this wasn’t suppose to happen!-

“As much as I would like to see them die, they’re useful to me for the time being. Once they are of no use anymore, the only one who will be relishing in their demise is me. They’ll be dying by my hand, not by some weakened child.”

Those words still resonated with him still to this day. Honestly, the whole incident did. No matter how many times he tried to convince himself that you forgiven him and want to build a real bond together, his mind refused to erase that horrid memory, and he deserved it. When Belphie remembers back to that day, he remembers the horrified and heart breaking looks on his brothers’ faces, the way that your eyes show how betrayed and petrified, and how you were gasping out begging him to stop, before he comes out and puts everyone in danger

He felt disgusting, guilty, mortified, regretful, a disappointment. Those feelings only escalated after having them explain the truth to him, both about yourself and being a descendent of his dead sister. He could see how much you touched his family, and you extended that kindness to him too, and he just exploited it

He stayed far away from you for a very long time. He didn’t try to approach you at all, only staying in the planetarium or even the attic, to avoid crossing paths with you. He didn’t deserve to make a connection with you like his older brothers, as much as he wanted to. He was remorseful, it wasn’t because of the whole Lilith revelation, but because you really didn’t deserve that happening to you

You made the first move to make amends, to have a fresh start, and he couldn’t have been more grateful, albeit nervous. He was so terrified of messing things up again, but you were there to help keep him grounded. “I won’t lie to say that what you did was okay, but I’m willing to move on from it. You aren’t completely forgiven, but we can work towards fixing things, together.”

Belphie was shaken by Sukuna’s words, but he wasn’t necessarily scared of him. In fact, he would personally find a way to cast him out of your body and destroy him permanently as the perfect apology and thank you gift; the thank you for reuniting him with his family, and for helping them develop healthy relationships with one another. They weren’t as separate as before, and it made him feel so warm every time he thought about it

Not that he would ever say that to anyone

You both spent time together either napping or plotting for future LYS (Lucifer You Suck) pranks. And since Belphie is pretty good with magic himself, he would be teaching you some new spells or curses that you could use to protect yourself, even against the curse inside you

Belphie will make sure to not make another huge mistake when it comes to you ever again. He’ll have his little slip ups, but you were never put into harms way because of them. He doesn’t want to sabatoge this bond, and he wants you to truly be happy spending time with him. He’s not the greatest role model (obviously) and may be tight lipped about how he feels most of the time, but he really does have your best interests at heart

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capesandshapes · 4 years ago

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All You Had to Do Was Stay (Post Reveal/ Pre Relationship) (1/4)

Thanks to LNC for the title!

Summary:

Three years ago, Marinette revealed her identity to him. Three years ago, he promised to wait in a hotel room for her. Three years ago, she opened the door to find it empty.

Now she's expected to play nice with him, since she's the maid of honor and he's unfortunately the best man. But old habits die hard, and old feelings die harder.

"This is a wedding, not a death march, Marinette."

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Things that need to be done before Alya Cesaire could marry Nino Lahiffe:

1. Designs combining both Martinique culture and Réunion style needed to be made for the whole wedding party. Everyone should get to have a say in what they wear.

2. The video of Alya dancing overenthusiastically to the cupid shuffle needed to be removed from Lila Rossi’s Instagram, lest Nino’s nana see and wonder what type of woman he’s marrying.

3. The cake tasting needed to be had. Marinette needed to make sure that her parents didn’t go overboard and keep the couple for the whole night. Even if Alya was practically their daughter. Even if they begged. Even if papa cried.

4. A totally unique and unreplicable combination Bachelor and Bachelorette party needed to be planned.

And, lastly… The most difficult of all:

5. Marinette somehow needed to be able to stand in a room with Nino’s best man, Adrien, and hold a conversation for more than five minutes. Even if, three years ago, he found out her identity, left Paris, and broke her heart.

“Easy,” Marinette groaned, sinking further into her barstool as she closed her notes app, her head touching the counter of the bar. She’d already crossed off the top two of the list items, and yet…

“I’m not asking for a miracle,” Alya began, obviously knowing what she was thinking about. She was the one to ask Marinette out that night, wanting to find out her progress… and also to check in on her wellbeing. It was obvious that she felt bad, she knew how things went between the two and how Marinette originally thought they would go. But she couldn’t just ask Nino not to have Adrien be his best man. “Five minutes, that’s all I’m asking. Just five minutes in a room together. You quickly plan the bachelorette party, since we know that you’re far too organized not to, give him the run down, and then leave. Back to your life, back to doing whatever it is you do now.”

“Sit at home. Alone,” Marinette supplied.

Alya grimaced. “It’s for the best that Luka got married, Marinette. You couldn’t keep playing that game. All that kiss and tell was gonna kill you some day.”

Marinette groaned, somehow sinking further into the wood of the bar. Anymore and she’d become part of the grain.

“Plus, Juleka’s in a better mood with you now,” Alya said, obviously looking at the other young woman as she undoubtedly danced on the floor with Rose. Marinette’s habit of coming back to Paris and making out with her brother had obviously put a strain on their relationship, even if Luka insisted that things weren’t committal and he was totally fine with only seeing her twice a year. “Who knows, maybe Nino will have a handsome cousin and you’ll fall madly in love.”

Marinette raised the side of her head to cast Alya a glare from one eye.

Alya didn’t falter. “So, he’s back. After spending three years in New York, Milan, Hong Kong, and Tokyo. I get it, it’s life changing, it’s world ending, it’s all the things you don’t want and more—especially after how things ended,” Marinette groaned, Alya carried on, “but, you know who else is back? Max, Rose, unfortunately Lila, and Kim. Good old Kim. All your friends, everyone who you’ve known for years, everyone who has missed you as you flitted in and out of Paris! Sure, you found out that Adrien was Chat Noir, went to his hotel room, thought you were finally going to get together, and then opened the door to find it empty—but you know, life happens! And when you least expect it, it keeps going on and on and on and on!”

Marinette turned her face back to the wood.

“I really did try to get Nino to change his mind,” Alya said flatly. “I begged.” Marinette doubted it, but…

“Why couldn’t he just stay in New York?” Marinette mumbled.

“Because Nino is his best friend.”

“Why couldn’t Nino go to New York,” Marinette said, “or Adrien done a zoom call for the wedding.”

Alya snorted. “Okay, that’s it,” she said, grabbing Marinette’s arm. “Adrien’s landing today, nothing’s going to stop it, you just have to clear your head and power on.” She leaned into Marinette’s view as her friend finally turned her head, insistently stating, “you were Ladybug for god’s sake. Even if no one else knows it, you do. I do. You gotta suit up, lovebug, and face the day, lest another evil butterfly come flying by.” Never mind the fact that there hadn’t been an Akuma in years.

Not since Gabriel Agreste was arrested.

Marinette rolled her eyes, finally lifting herself off the bar.

“There’s my girl,” Alya said. “Now, finish your dirty shirley, order another drink, and come do karaoke with me. I’m a hundred percent certain that I saw Say You’ll Be There on the song list, and you know that I’ve been singing Spice Girls since I was in diapers.”

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Marinette stumbled into her apartment at one am. Not drunk, she didn’t get drunk, not out in public at bars. In friends’ apartments, maybe. She was still a bit tipsy which was, in its own way, dangerous. But she could fight through it, maybe.

Kicking off her heels, she looked at it, the studio she called home and had once been so proud of a few years back, the same studio she’d lived in ever since she was a fashion design student. The same one in which she’d left Chat knocking on her balcony door when she struggled to stay asleep, and eventually relented to let him in time and time again before he knew who she was.

“Someday, I’m going to move,” she grumbled, beginning to pull the bobby pins from her hair. She wouldn’t, of course, not for a long time. Rent-controlled apartments were rare, and while she pretended that the history that practically stained her hardwood floors was something she would rather forget, she was a nostalgic young woman. She’d be there for at least another five years, or until she was finally well and truly over Chat.

Five years would probably come first.

She passed by the photos washi taped to her walls, the ones where fourteen-year-old kids gave toothy smiles and eighteen-year-old young women gave winks while leaning into blond young men. If she was so concerned about history, she’d have to get rid of those first.

She sighed, finally removing the last bobby pin from her hair and letting it fall down her back, placing the black pin in one of the many bowls around her apartment placed for that very reason. Adrien would be in Paris by then, she was sure. He was probably sound asleep in the Agreste mansion.

“Welcome home, kitty,” she said sarcastically, beginning to climb the steps to her lofted bedroom, a space that was not unlike her childhood room.

This wasn’t how she expected things to be.

Of course, this wasn’t how anyone expected things to be. If you asked anyone, they told you how the story ended. Ladybug and Chat Noir finally got together, they were hiding in Paris somewhere, they were in love. They probably had kids, a dog, a hamster—normal jobs and normal lives. That was what the people of Paris wanted. She thought that that was the ending they would get.

She thought that when she went to the hotel room that night, he would be there. She thought that he was happy to know who she was. She thought that he loved her.

She thought wrong.

Marinette always thought wrong.

She thought she could get over him. She thought making out with Luka was a solution, one that she could keep trying every time she went to Paris. She thought that she would miss Adrien more than Chat, the promise of love more than sitting in her bed and watching subtitled anime while he mouthed the English translations.

By now, she thought she’d be waking up to someone else. That maybe she’d have a steady life, someone to wrap their arms around her in the morning.

Adulthood hits hard.

“Adrien Agreste,” she said, flopping back in her bed and pulling open her phone. She wasn’t above social media stalking.

There he was. Gold hair, tanned skin, too many muscles to know what to do with. Landed in Paris four hours ago, his Instagram posted a picture of him with his arm around Nino. His eyes were still kind, his smile still flawless. Her heart still pounded.

“Jerk,” she muttered, letting her phone fall down beside her. “I didn’t need you anyway,” except for all those times she did. Like when she put the earrings back in the box and said goodbye to one of her closest friends. She could have used him then.

She could have used him a lot of times.

Her eyes stayed glued to the ceiling, her chest rising and falling with every breath. There was no sound, no doting kwami, no laughter from her parents, and no Alya playing with her hair. Just her.

“Now I’m going to see you and fall in love with you all over again,” she said, wishing she could steel herself against the inevitable.

#adrienette #lovesquare #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #miraculous ladybug #post reveal pre relationship #post reveal #pre relationship #mlb fanfic #miraculous fanfiction #my fanfic

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oh-hush-its-perfect · 3 years ago

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Alex Fierro's Introduction Full Breakdown

Okokok so. This is going to go full English-professor mode, where I'm drawing conclusions that are gonna seem a little far-fetched. That's what's fun about media analysis! I can say something is a symbol, and even if I don't have enough faith in RR's competency to know if he meant for it to be a symbol, it's still true! That being said, a lot of these choices I'm sure are intentional, either at a literal or subliminal level. Page numbers are going to be used not to assert a kind of authority or whatever— this is a Tumblr post, not an essay— but to help readers find the pages I'm referencing in case they'd like to do some digging of their own. Also, this is going to be really long. Really sorry to anyone with ADHD; I might make an audiofile of this so you can get the information without having to read the whole thing. With all that, let's get into it!

To kick off, let's talk about Alex being in the form of a cheetah when she first meets Magnus. Of course, there's the obvious impact of him seeing her but only so breifly, as well as introducing the conflict between her and the rest of Hall 19. But that could have easily been accomplished by almost any animal. The choice of a cheetah being implicated implies two qualities of Alex that will be recurrent throughout the two books she's in: 1. She has a tendency to run away, as we'll later learn when she describes how she became homeless, and 2. To Magnus, she's elusive. She can't be caught or held down. The event that shows this so transparently is how Alex refuses to define their relationship at the end of the series, despite it clearly surpassing the normal bounds of friendship.

But the cheetah isn't the animal Alex is in the form of when Magnus first gets a good look at her; she's a weasel. Weasel's bring up all kinds of connotations: ferocity, slickness, a lack of charm. When we want to describe someone as an untrustworthy person, we call them a weasel. RR had Alex take this form to play up her comrades' feeling of distrust towards her. She could be a double-crosser. But paradoxically, the up-front and vicious mannerisms of a weasel also have a transperency. She does not try appealing to her Hallmate's sense of goodwill because she doesn't have anything to gain from it. So even though there is the implication that she might be an antagonist, there's also evidence from her actions and mannerisms that she isn't. The weasel's long and skinny frame also allow for a smooth transition into Alex's actual body, which is convenient.

As Alex transforms into her usual human form, Magnus describes her as "a regular human teen, long and lanky, with a swirl of dyed green hair, black at the roots, like a plug of weeds pulled out of a lawn" (pg. 50). That simile at the end is of particular interest. Let's compare it to another time Magnus describes Alex's hair, in Ship of the Dead: "Her hair had started to grow out, the black roots making her look even more imposing, like a lion with a healthy mane" (pg. 136). By contrasting these two different examples, we can see the development of Magnus and Alex's relationship. The first time he sees her, he thinks of her hair as something nasty— note the word choice "weeds." Later on, though, he becomes more affectionate towards her, more complentary. The immedient negative reaction is less his actual impression, though, and more the reaction he expected to have based on everyone else's reaction to Alex.

Her clothes are equally as interesting; as Magnus describes it, Alex wears "battered rose high-tops, skinny lime green corduroy pants, a pink-and-green argyle sweater-vest over a white tee, and another pink cashmere sweather wrapped around the waist like a kilt" (pg. 50). Aside from the obvious fact that this outfit is a) bizzare, b) fire, and c) Alex's signature colors, which add a layer of style to what can otherwise be a somewhat boring series fashion-wise (excuse me, Blitz), the outfit reveals a crucial facet of Alex's backstory in a kind of subtle way. These are expensive clothes, like the Stella McCartney dress in Alex's room. Note the mention of fabrics (corduroy, cashmere) and patterns (argyle). These indicate wealth and status. Even the high-tops; shoes like that don't come cheap. But I'd like to return to the very first word of the section: "battered." Alex's wardrobe show-cases a proximity to wealth, but also shows that that proximity has been strained and lengthened, maybe for an extended period of time. Alex dresses like a rich person, but she isn't one. Least, not anymore.

The last word of that outfit-introduction is also of interest: "kilt." At the current moment, Magnus thinks that Alex is male. No one has indicated otherwise to him. Everyone has been referring to Alex with he/him pronouns. Samirah called Alex her "brother" (pg. 29). His first thought in seeing what he at first perceives as a guy with a jacket wrapped around the waist is That looks like a kilt. This thought tells us about Magnus: despite being open and accepting, he still has some lingering notions of gender conformity from his years in wider American society.

Magnus also indicates that the outfit "reminded me of a jester's motley, or the coloration of a venomous animal warning the whole world" (pg. 50). This is rather self-explanatory, but it's still worth noting that Magnus sees the outfit as something bizzare, strange, and even perhaps comical. This places Alex at odds with the other people Magnus has met. It also reveals that Magnus has zero fashion sense. But we already knew that.

After finishing up staring at the ensemble, Magnus finally gets around to actually looking Alex in the face. First Magnus says that he "forgot how to breathe" (pg. 50), which, yeah, relatable. This is justifed by saying that Alex has the same face as Loki, but the very same sentence that asserts that that's the case also suggests an alternative reason: Alex has "the same unearthly beauty" as her father. Here we can see the beginnings of Magnus's attraction to Alex, though at this point, he still has a lot of internalized homophobia. Though there's certainly some truth in that Magnus was unnerved by Alex's resemblance to Loki, the idea that Magnus pointed out that Alex was pretty without elaborating on that thought until about a chapter later— after he was informed that Alex was presently a girl— can tell us a lot about how Magnus perceives sex and beauty.

Of course, Alex's eyes are given special attention. She has cool eyes; what can I say? But I'd like to focus in on how Magnus here depicts Alex's heterochromia as "completely unnerving" (pg. 50). Again, let's contrast this with how he describes them after getting to know Alex a little better in Ship of the Dead. In Chapter 3, Magnus describes "[Alex's] dark brown eye and his amber eye like mismatched moons cresting the horizon" (pg. 25). Once again, this shows the development of their relationship— but this time, it's in a much more personal way. Eyes are the windows to the soul; they are culturally important and biologically important in inter-personal connections. In you look into someone's eyes, you're giving them your full attention, and you're implying a kind of closeness. The way that Magnus describes Alex's eyes in the second passage is downright intimate. At this point, he is in love with Alex, and it is clear when contrasting the two descriptions.

As my last point, I'd like to discuss Alex's first words on page: "'Point that rifle somewhere else, or I will wrap it around your neck like a bow tie'" (pg. 51). First of all, Alex saying this with a "perfect white smile" (pg. 51) on his face implies that she is used to being threatened. She is not afraid of being shot; she counters the promise of an attack with a promise of her own. This pleads the question: why is Alex accustomed to violence? What events of her past or qualities of her life have brought her to this point? The threat itself reveals Alex's trauma from being genderfluid in a society with rigid gender norms, as well as her antagonistic relationship with her father. Magnus makes a comment that Alex "might actually know how to tie a bow tie, which was kind scary arcane knowledge" (pg. 51). Like Alex's wardrobe, the idea that she may have experience in high-class fashion also implies her former status as a rich kid.

I could go on. I could break apart Alex saying "'Pleased to meet you all, I guess'" (pg. 51). There is a wealth of information in this short page span that tells us things about Alex Fierro in the present moment, quietly demonstrates things about her past, and characterizes the narrator Magnus Chase. This passage is also effective in hindsight in marking the progress of Magnus and Alex's relationship.

But I'd like to take a step back and look at not the pieces, but the whole picture. Alex Fierro gets a full page of pure description— her outfit, her face— and about a chapter of introduction. This comes after several chapters of build-up. Alex Fierro is an important character you need to keep your eyes on. Alex Fierro is emotionally significant to the main character, Magnus Chase. Alex Fierro is one of the most developed and well-rounded characters that Rick Riordan has ever written— heck, she's one of the best characters in middle-grade books period. The extended emphasis on her and her alone tells us exactly what role she's going to play in this story: she's the star.

#she IS the moment #I'm sure I missed a few things too #alex fierro #mcga #magnus chase #magnus chase and the gods of asgard #fierrochase #magnus chase/alex fierro #mcatgoa

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