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bylrlve · 6 months ago

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403-404 thoughts

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Murray’s prophecy of the kids playing too much Nintendo, eating too much junk food, smoking some ganja, pounding some beers, and experimenting sexually is actually eerily accurate. Nintendo, as @gayofthefae brilliantly observed, has been equated to the Nina project. Eating junk food? The boys presumably survived on the (quickly cold) pizzas and the sodas Argyle delivered to their house - and if they stopped at gas stations… these boys would have little to no money on their persons, so junk is all they could really afford, one assumes. Smoking ganja? Jon and Argyle. Pounding beers? Not the Cali gang, but Lucas did.

Experimenting sexually? No one has sex during s4 - Jopper makeout but that’s hardly experimenting, and certainly not for adults, and he was specifically talking about the kids. None of them are in the mood for it, naturally, but I wouldn’t be surprised if this is foreshadowing… something between a certain pair of boys. It couod be a cheeky reference to Will growing into his sexuality but, and forgive my crudeness here, right-hand solo sex doesn’t really fit, especially since he was talking about Jonathan, El, Mike, and Will as a group, implying a plural. In fact, this scene takes place directly after El and Mike fight, and after she is arrested. Experimenting is a very loaded word…

Never fails to get me how Mike just threw her last letter into the trash - it had already been explained that he may not see her for months, and here he is, treating her last missive to him with such disrespect. This attitude isn’t even new - he crumpled up and tossed aside the letter she’d painstakingly written and drawn rainbow designs on in the opening minutes. Meanwhile… there are Funko Pops of him proudly showing off the new painting Will made for him.

“You’re packed already?” “Yeah, I mean, I never really unpacked.” is the most blatantly subtext-ridden thing to come out of Mike’s mouth all season, and it’s the biggest piece of in-verse proof that he was fronting hard during 402 - and that was the lovey-doviest he was with El.

Can we all just take a moment to appreciate Mike saying that home isn’t home without Will? Fuck the monologue, that is the most romantic thing Mike says all season.

@bylertruth3r made the above video, showing the eerily similarity between the Byler 404 reunion and a scene in 13 Reasons Why - and this scene was originally scripted as Mike coming up to Will kneeling oj the ground, meaning it was conceived as them being much closer together.

I don’t think we appreciate, enough, that Mike monologued to Will in this scene. Not only are Jasons’s ily to Chrissy at the pep rally, Jancy’s ilys, Argyle and Eden’s LAFS, Max’s saving herself from Vecna with flashbacks, and Dustin’s ILY to Eddie all contrasts to the Mike monologue sequence in 409… but this is, too. Here are Mike’s three big monologues lain out:

"El? I don't know if you can hear this, but... but if you can, I want you to know I'm here, okay? I'm right here. And... I love you. El, do you hear me? I love you. I'm sorry I don't say it more. I... It's not because I'm scared of you. I'm not. I've never felt that way. Never. But I am scared that one day you'll realize you don't need me anymore. And I thought if I said how I felt, it would somehow make that day hurt more. But the truth is, El, I don't know how to live without you. I feel like my life started that day we found you in the woods. You were wearing that yellow Benny's Burgers T-shirt. And it was so big it almost swallowed you whole. And I knew right then and there, in that moment, that I loved you. And I've loved you every day since. I love you on your good days. I love you on your bad days. I love you with your powers, I love you without your powers. I love you for exactly who you are. You're my superhero. And... I can't lose you. Okay? Do you hear me? I can't lose you. You can do anything. You can fly. You can move mountains. I believe that. I really do. But right now, you just have to fight. Okay? El. Do you hear me? You need to fight! You have to fight. Fight!” Tearing up, not crying.

“Do you remember the first day that we met? It was… it was the first day of kindergarten. I knew nobody. I had no friends. And I just felt so alone, and so scared, but… I saw you on the swings, and you were alone too,. You were just swinging by yourself. And I just walked up to you, and I asked. I asked if you wanted to be my friend. And you said yes. You said yes. It was the best thing I’ve ever done.”

“Hey also, about the last few days… No, no, no. You didn’t deserve anything. Listen, the truth is… the last year has been weird, you know. And I mean, Max and Lucas and Dustin… they’re great, they’re great, itd just… it’s Hawkins. It’s not the same without you. And I feel like I was worrying too much about El, and I don’t know. I feel like I… lost you, or something. I have no idea what’s going to happen next. But whatever it is, I think we should work together. I think it’ll be easier if we’re a team. Best friends. Cool.”

Some quick observations:

1 and 2 occur under near-identical circumstances - El and Will are under Vecna’s control and he’s trying to give them strength. 3 is entirely unprompted. The first occurs under a level of duress similar to that of a gun being held to El’s head, as gayofthefae observes here

The rain fight is all over the s4 bedroom scene, and it’s very clearly on both of their minds. Mike has spent the past nine months addressing every criticism of Will’s - he’s friends with Dusfin, he’s playing D&as, he only kissed El when she initiated, and broke it quickly, and he even got angry at Lucas for prioritising others over the Party - although his complaint, unlike Will’s, was irrational and unfair. He relapsed at the airport and roller rink by trying to be normal, but this scene is him course-correcting for that. Mike’s calling himself a self-pitying idiot and thanking Will for being sensible is likelt not only referring to the earlier scene in Will’s room, but to the S3 and 402 fights. If that is the intention, it makes one wonder what Mike was self-pitying about in the latter. @howtobecomeadragon discusses it in-depth here

Right from my very first watch, the proposal imagery in the s2 speech - ‘I walked up to you, and I asked. I asked if you wanted to be my _, and you said yes… you said yes. It was the best thing I’ve ever done.’ - jumped out at me. M*levens regularly theorise that the series will end with Mike and El either getting married, or engaged, citing that Lucas line from s1 as foreshadowing - but we see in s3 that Mike relies on Lucas to push him through every stage of the apology, while he doesn’t with Will, and we see bouquet imagery subverted with that gift of flowers at the airport (see below).

TOO MUCH? Mike spent the s3-4 break backsliding in the whole ‘say ILY to El’ plot… but did address the problems Will had with him. Not only that… he came to the conclusion that he worried too much about El? Specifically because he lost Will as a result? I said in the previous post that Bylers don’t talk enough about “Who… who said that I didn’t?” We definitely don’t talk enough about the anti-m*leven implications of this line, because they’re bonkers. Mike worries a lot about El when she’s away at Nina, but at home he’s distinctly distant from her -

while only drawing closer to Will

This is how he looked at Will during the 404 monologue btw: (gif credit to @palettehao and gayofthefae)

Lastly, I’ll finish this analysis post by swinging back to 402, and to the fact that Mike picking that bouquet? It doesn’t make much sense, timeline-wise. In fact, I honestly can’t figure out when he picked them.

Mike only says, on March 22, that he picked them ‘in Hawkins’ before launching into a nervous, distracting spiel about picking 70:30 purple to yellow, only maybe he picked too much yellow*, etc.

On the morning of March 21 he was still in his underwear reading over a letter to El, and was delayed going to with. He had classes at school, and was preoccupied during lunch bargaining with Eddie, bargaining wi5 various students, and finally bargaining with Erica. Between school and Hellfire he could plausibly have picked them, but that would have required cycling across town and back, when Nancy drove him to school - he didn’t have his bike at school. He also had nowhere to put them, except the backpack that presumably had school supplies in it - those flowers would not have looked so fresh had he shoved them in a backpack. Dustin also doesn’t mention him being gone prior to Hellfire. After hellfire, he went home to be there by 9 - he had to have done, otherwise he wouldn’t have been allowed on the flight.

His flight was at 6:30 and Indiana -> Cali takes 4 hrs 10 minutes. He would have been awake from very early in the morning with Karen, gathering his stuff, and then driving to the airport with adequate time to check-in and board the plane. There isn’t a hope in hell of Karen letting him randomly cycle across town in the dark for an undetermined length of time just to pick some fucking flowers, lmao. There is a strong chance, however, that Karen, the romantic, let him buy flowers and a pen in the Indianapolis airport before boarding the flight. Maybe she even purchased them.

The kicker? The bouquet of flowers had a fancy, polished-looking greeting card attached, one professionally made.

There is something deliciously meta about those flowers. M*levens have adopted yellow and purple as a symbol of the relationship - even though Mike only wore those colours to please her when he was being ‘hokey’ and a ‘knock-off’, to quote Argyle and the costume designer. I’m not even sure El truly favours those colours, as she doesn’t wear them much and doesn’t have any notable items in those colours. For all we know, she was asked if she had any favourite colours and simply picked two that came to mind.

What’s more, it seems very likely that Mike simply lied to her about putting in the effort of getting them himself, and instead relied on something pre-made and commercial. It isn’t impossible that he picked them, however (though the timing is a mystery) - we are shown at the end of the season that the field outside Hopper’s cabin has very similar flowers. But those… well… those have their own implications

*talk about subtext lmao…

To finish, I want to share a delicious finding from @sapphicjopper on twitter from last may - the working name for st4 was Tareco. There’s a song called Tareco & Mariola, all about a girl who knows her lover isn’t right for her, who knows that she doesn’t need him, and who is leaving him - ‘it’s not you who will give me the spring, the beautiful flowers I dreamed of in summer’. It’s reminiscent of the opera Nina - about a woman waiting for her lover, not accepting that he won’t return and be how she desperately wants him to be.

#byler #el and mike #mike wheeler #will byers #el hopper #bizarre love triangle #my post #otp: heart and light

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marblemoonstones · 10 months ago

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gone astray ❤️‍🩹

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summary: you and taehyung are scared, but at least you’re together.

warnings: f reader, deaf!reader, blind!taehyung (in one eye), angst !!, not edited much

word count: ~3.1k

a/n: please go watch the music video of love wins all by iu, as this is based on the video! (it’s also just a masterpiece) i included some song lyrics in it, but it’s not officially a song fic.

i hope the multiple povs make sense. i tried my best to label them so you could tell them apart!

also, i did my best to show a deaf reader accurately, but i know that it’s not completely accurate, so please excuse me if i portrayed something inaccurately. the same thing with taehyung being blind in his right eye!

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♪ run away from the world, run on

go to the end with me, my lover

will it be a bad ending for us two, gone astray? ♪

~ her point of view ~

The leaves crunch underneath my feet as Taehyung and I run through the abandoned forest. Even though I’m tired, the small shadow above my head reminds me that we’re running for a reason. They can’t find Taehyung and I. We both promised each other that we’ll be together until the end. And we’ll keep it.

They fly past a rundown building, giving us a moment of relief. Signing to him, I say, “Let’s go this way.”

As quiet as we can, we sneak into an abandoned building. Passing a giant crater filled with water, we stop, staring at our reflections.

Mud and dirt cakes my cheeks, and dried blood sits on my face as a reminder of what consequences our friends faced. I look like a mess, while Taehyung, even with the same marks, looks as handsome as ever.

“I look like a mess,” I sign to Taehyung, trying to finger comb my hair.

He just grabs my hand, making me pause and look into his brown eye. A small smile appears on his face as he brushes a stray hair aside.

I know this is his way of saying that I look beautiful. He presses a short kiss to my cheek, and that’s when I realize we’ve been standing out here too long.

I gently tug his hand and lead him into the building.

♪ dearest, darling, my universe

would you take me along? ♪

The steel walls lead us to an open room with high glass ceilings that has a giant pile of clothes in the middle. There’s no bodies, just clothes.

“Is this what happened to our friends?” I sign to Taehyung, gesturing to the heap.

He just shrugs, wrapping his arm around me, his brown eye sad. I stare at his blue eye, the misty look in it familiar.

Two people with differences. This is what makes them come after us. Our friends already got the punishment. It’s up to Taehyung and I to survive.

All of a sudden there’s a shadow above the glass ceiling, and I drag Taehyung behind a turned over piece of furniture.

In each other’s arms, I feel secure, if only for a fleeting second.

♪ far away in the universe from earth to mars

will you please go with me? ♪

After they pass, we decide to keep moving. We find side street with empty shops that’s just outside the building. It’s littered with debris and dust, but it’s hidden away from them, so we pause.

There’s an old mannequin in one window that’s surrounded by TVs, and on top of one of them there’s a grey camcorder.

Taehyung grabs it as I look around.

-his point of view-

Holding the camcorder up to my left eye, I peer through it, curious. To my surprise I see her. But not in the present.

She’s healed and it’s as if it’s before they came. It hurts my heart to see her like this as I think of what our life was before them. I have to pull the camcorder away before my tears threaten to fall.

~ her point of view ~

Taehyung pulls the camcorder away and I swear that I see a glimmer of tears in his eyes. I give him a questioning look and he just hands me the camcorder, urging me to look through it.

I do as he says, and my world is now back to before. My Taehyung is back to before.

Walking slowly over to him, I reach my left hand up to touch the side of his face, all while still holding the mysterious camcorder.

I feel his soft skin beneath my fingers, somehow forgetting about the cuts and scratches.

He’s back.

My love, before they came, is back, with both of his umber orbs that crinkle at the corners when he smiles.

I smile through the tears as I slowly pull the camcorder down.

The grey world comes flashing back, and there’s my love now. Still as beautiful as before, just with one cloudy gaze.

♪ crush me in your arms

give me a lovelier kiss, lover ♪

I grab Taehyung’s hand and decide that we need to leave this area, having stayed in one spot for too long.

“Let’s go,” I sign, sighing as I look around. This was a nice respite but we really should keep moving.

I turn to go but Taehyung stops me by tugging gently on my hand. Looking at him, I see his finger pointed. Following it, I see the dirty street sign that says ‘Magnolia Street.’

I know why Taehyung’s pointing to it, and I know he wants to visit it, to see if it’s still intact. Of course, I also want to visit our old home, but I’m not sure if I can with all the memories it holds.

Then I look at Taehyung’s face. His eyes are pleading and I can already feel my resolve crumbling.

I nod.

♪ love is all, love is all

love, lovе, love, love ♪

Taehyung and I had bought the house when we were first married, excited to fix up the two-story. We painted the walls together and chose the furniture, two young lovers with no idea of the future. Those were some of my happiest days. Being able to be with Taehyung all the time made my heart almost burst with joy.

Now, the cheerful yellow paint is peeling and as I open the creaky front door I gasp at the state of the inside.

There is a thick coat of dirt and dust everywhere, and many holes in the carpet. The walls are peeling and I can barely stand to look at the furniture because of its condition.

I feel Taehyung’s hand rub mine, and I try to relax, even as my heart is clenching.

Walking through the living room to the dining room, I look at the table, still set up with cutlery. The dead flowers in the middle add to the dreariness and I inhale a cloud of dust as I sit down.

Taehyung sits across from me and pulls out the camcorder, once again peering through it.

I smile slightly as I pick the fork up and bring it to my mouth, biting into a fake piece of food.

-his point of view-

The colorful world is back again as she takes a bite of the delicious looking pastry. Her eyes shine as she chews it, and flowers are blooming on the table, highlighting her beauty. I feel myself smile.

~ her point of view ~

Taehyung smiles and I blink wistfully.

“I can almost taste it,” I sign, imagining eating a fluffy piece of strawberry cake, not unlike the one we had at our wedding. It was so rich and Taehyung and I fed each other a piece, eyes glowing at the sugary goodness.

I reach for the camcorder, taking it and signing to Taehyung, “Your turn.”

As he mimes a bite, I look through. He’s now eating a piece of strawberry cake, getting crumbs all over his mouth. Smiling fondly at him, I get up to wipe the crumbs off his mouth.

♪ in the еnd,

how is it us?

for us? ♪

< camcorder point of view >

She gets up and lovingly brushes the crumbs off his mouth as he gazes into her eyes. The feel of his soft skin makes her smile as they are transported into a world of their own.

The couple is now in a fancy restaurant, one like their first date. The candles on the table are slightly fuzzy, as if it’s a dream. But the couple doesn’t care.

Standing up to dance, he leads her in a slow waltz as the room starts to fill with shadows. They swerve dangerously close to the couple, some even reaching out in an angry manner.

The couple just laughs, ignoring them.

Eventually she holds his hand, and the couple makes a mad dash for the restaurant exit. They reach their claw hands out too close, and the couple barely misses them.

~ her point of view ~

I run upstairs to the attic with Taehyung in tow. Is it still there?

Stopping abruptly in the doorway, Taehyung all but crashes into me.

“Sorry,” I sign, distracted by the sight in front of me.

It is still there. While the tarp over it is ripped, my wedding dress still stands.

I had a designer friend of mine make me my wedding dress, and, sticking to the old tradition, Taehyung couldn’t see me in it before the wedding.

…

“I trust your judgement, baby,” he signed to me, and then kissed me on the cheek and left.

The sleek silhouette is tasteful, with long and airy sleeves that have the smallest puff in the top to make it look more regal. The nipped in waist with a thin pearl belt accentuates my figure and the smooth fabric drapes elegantly down the skirt, folding in layers at the end. The simple veil added to the classic elegance aesthetic that I was going for.

I felt truly beautiful in that dress.

When I walked down the aisle, I carried a bouquet of hydrangeas and baby’s breath with a pearl necklace and matching pearl drop earrings.

I smiled shyly as I snuck a glance at Taehyung. His face was the happiest I had ever seen him and he looked like a lovable golden retriever. My golden retriever.

Our first kiss as a married couple was those like from the movies. Sweet and soft, a perfect fairytale moment.

…

Now, the sight of the dress makes me tear up for the millionth time. Why was it that I had to leave behind everything? All those happy memories and moments are tainted by the thought of them.

Taehyung hugs me from behind, kissing me softly on the cheek. I don’t have to sign anything to know that he sees my tears. I also know that he probably has his own glistening in his eyes.

I lean more into his embrace, and we stand there together for a minute, a whirlpool of thoughts in our heads.

Then I get a striking thought. What if I tried it on?

“Baby, I know this is crazy, but what if I tried it on?” I sign to Taehyung, pleading silently with my eyes.

“If it makes you happy, do it. I think we’re safe enough here for now,” he signs back.

I slip it on over my clothes, surprised that it still fits (albeit a bit tight). Thinking about it, I remember the photobooth pictures we took after our wedding.

< camcorder point of view >

The couple stumbles into the cheap photobooth, drunk on their happiness. They have a limited amount of time before their wedding reception, but they want to spend a moment with just the two of them.

With their wedding attire still on, she fixes her veil before they both sit on the bench. Although they’re crammed together, the couple enjoys it, smiling giddily at each other. Then it’s time to take the photos.

First they try to be serious, barely holding in their grins at the camera flashes. Then, he gently hoists her onto his lap, poking her sides playfully, chuckling as she jumps. She laughs loudly, covering her face with her hand as the flash goes off again.

For the next pose they try a cuter angle. She throws her left arm around him and squishes his bread cheeks with her right hand. He pouts, still looking as handsome as ever for the picture.

After, she fixes his hair, trying to get ready for a (hopefully) nice photo. He just makes faces into the camera and the flash goes off before she can adjust herself.

Oh, well, who needs a nice picture in a photobooth anyway?

The photos come out and the couple looks at them together, overjoyed with the results.

~ her point of view ~

“Remember the photobooth snapshots we took?” I signed to Taehyung, still clad in my wedding dress.

He nods, reaching out his arms.

I look as him quizzically, until he gestures for me to come to him.

As I do, he carefully places his hands in mine and starts to slowly sway.

I rest my head on his shoulder, breathing him in. Feeling his warmth, I close my eyes as we sway to our own unknown rhythm.

< camcorder point of view >

The now married couple walks into the reception to congratulations. As a special surprise for their guests, they’re going to sing a song together.

She starts in with the inspiring melody, and he joins in with a smooth harmony. Confetti starts falling down but the couple doesn’t notice, lost in each other.

At the climax of the song, he brings a small red flower from his pocket and places it behind her ear. He already has a matching one behind his.

Her face is soft and full of love as she sings the climax, hitting the high note effortlessly as he dips her back.

They come back up to thundering applause. The couple sweetly kiss, feeling each other’s smiles on their lips.

Bathed in golden light and dusted in confetti, it’s clear they are meant for each other.

~ her point of view ~

After our short dance (if you can even call it that), we go to our bedroom. The wallpaper is faded and the furniture has cobwebs, but the four poster bed still stands. It was a gift from my mother for our wedding and has beautiful carvings on the wood.

Feeling a rush of silliness, I climb onto the bed and start jumping. The bed creaks but doesn’t break, and I take it as a sign to keep bouncing.

Taehyung joins me and we hold hands like we’re in our lovesick teenager years.

I grab a pillow, intending to hit Taehyung with it. As I grab the pillow it rips open, feathers spilling out of it.

Laughing, I whack Taehyung with the case, getting feathers in his hair. He grins cheekily and also grabs a pillow, rips it open, and lets the feathers fly. It’s a snow of feathers in the room now, with them settling on our hair and clothes.

Taehyung and I flop back onto the bed, breathless with joy. Beaming, I turn on my side and brush a stray hair out of Taehyung’s face.

♪ I slowly film you with my eyes

please make a serene smile once again ♪

I still. Even after all this time, he makes my heart flutter with just his glance.

He smirks at me, then presses a quick kiss to the corner of my mouth, then the other corner. My nose is next, followed by my lips and soon he’s peppering them all over my cheeks.

Giggling, I try to push him away but fail. I lay there in his embrace, warm and cozy.

♪ as we hovered slowly

in the night of that day

will you courageously set with me? ♪

A shadow suddenly passes by the window, and I get a glimpse of them flying by. I sit up and bolt out of bed, signing to Taehyung, “We need to leave, now.”

We go downstairs and out the door, glancing at the sky. They are nowhere in sight, and Taehyung and I run.

We’re not entirely sure where we’re going, but somehow we end up making a full circle and end up back at the abandoned office building.

Just as we’re about to go back inside, I get a sudden feeling of dread, and I turn around and there theyare.

“Run.” I sign, grabbing Taehyung’s hand and sprinting inside. We start to make random twists and turns in the winding hallways, hoping to throw them off.

But they are too fast.

Stopping in our tracks we realize we’ve made it back to the room with the huge pile of clothes. There’s nowhere else to go, as they are blocking the one and only exit.

Turning around, I quickly scan the room for something to use as a weapon. Spotting a metal pipe I pick it up and bring my arms up to hit them.

Before I can blink Taehyung snatches the pipe out of my hands and uses it to hit them.

Three times he strikes them with the pipe. I can see that he uses his full strength, but it’s not enough.

They just glow brighter.

The power of his blows knocks him back and he falls to the ground. I immediately go to him, wrapping my arms around him and holding him close.

Taehyung find my hand and grasps onto it. His palm is warm, and I clench it tightly.

If we’re going down, we’re in it together.

Just like we promised.

They turn red, and I feel my heart break.

This is it.

♪ destroy me slowly and chilly, ruiner

I want to get sad with you, my lover ♪

I don’t want Taehyung to see this. I gently lower my other hand over his left eye as I take a shaky breath.

I feel a single tear fall as a cold feeling washes over my body. It seeps into my bones and takes over me.

♪ run away from necessity, run on

go to the end with me, my lover ♪

~ his point of view ~

My heart is breaking as my love covers my eye, putting me into darkness. I feel her shudder, and I know that it’s happening. I’m just grateful that she is here. All I want is to be with her.

A bucket of ice is dousing me and I feel it in my soul. The slight feeling of drowning overtakes me.

♪ two of us, side by side, gone astray on purpose

crush me in your arms

give me a lovelier kiss, lover ♪

…

< camcorder point of view >

The couple slowly lifts into the air and then there is a bright flash of light.

A wedding dress with a veil and a torn shirt and pants float down in a whisper onto the pile.

♪ our love wins all, love wins all

love, love, love, love ♪

#bts #bts x reader #kim taehyung #v #kim taehyung x reader #v x reader #iu #love wins all #love wins all mv #love wins all imagine #marblemoonstones

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super-hero-confessions · 1 year ago

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Billy Butcher is a genuinely worse person than Homelander and this is plain to see when you actually read the comics.

Homelander actually feels disgusted with himself when he does bad things. And he only does them because he's been led to believe he was horrible without actually having done any of the shit he's blackmailed for in the photos and videos. Including what happened to Becky.

If it's not clear. It was Black Noir, a clone of Homelander, who put on his costume, did those terrible things and enjoyed them, and then took pictures and videos to frame Homelander. Noir was the one to rape Becky, but Homelander got the blame.

And the very few things we actually see Homelander do show us how much revulsion he feels from doing them, to the point where he throws up and has a visceral reaction, like he doesn't actually want to and isn't used to it. Asking himself "what have I done?".

That's far from a spoiler at this point, these comics have been out in full, for several years now. I'm not gonna pull punches or be dishonest about it like some people confessing weird out of context bullshit either.

In contrast.

Butcher kills all of his friends, excuse me. All of the people he used and lied to and made believe he was actually their friend, with no remorse or second thought. Or at least tries to.

Kimiko. Frenchie. MM. Even Vas (Love Sausage). All of them die by Billy's hands. For no other reason beyond.

"They're supes."

Despite the fact that this is after he discovered he was wrong about Homelander the whole fucking time.

Down to trying to kill MM's momma. Down to killing Janine's fucking mother in front of her so that she witnesses it. And then makes sure MM knows that for Billy, he "ain't got no mates".

Hughie is the only one to survive because after killing the others, Butcher threatens to kill Starlight and says he won't stop unless Hughie stops him.

There's no question here. Butcher was always the bigger monster. He just didn't have the power to be as bad as Homelander could be. Potentially.

Potentially. And that is a huge fucking key word.

Barring the fact that Homelander never actually met that potential or even wanted it. Noir was the actual monster, using Billy to confuse him into believing he had, so he would try. Just so the clone could swoop in kill him.

Imagine that.

And there are still people deranged enough to think there's any kind of contest on who's worse between Billy and Homelander?

Fuck's sake, this guy immediately kills a fucking premie baby instead of trying to pacify it because it's terrified out of its mind and has powers it can't control. With a lamp.

I love the show, I love the portrayals and the jobs done by the actors. I think it does a great job touching on the important topics and themes in the comics while connecting it to current events. I do hope it has a different ending. But one thing's clear.

While the characters are fundamentally the same at their cores. They made Billy softer and sweeter while they made Homelander harder and more ruthless in order to make the dynamic more mainstream and less controversial. Which is honestly a bit disappointing.

It also makes me a little worried because if they don't find a way to navigate that well, it may mean they've messed up the finish line before we could ever reach it. They could definitely go for something more comic accurate or even include Billy killing Ryan and just not caring anymore as per typical Butcher fashion, but given that they've already chickened out on some of the more intense stuff, I can't say it's high in the hopes factor.

And a happy ending doesn't exactly feel appropriate either.

But who knows, maybe the set up is there specifically to make everything hurt that much more in the end if or when Billy betrays everyone.

And this is coming from someone who is ecstatic to see Homelander go on a chaotic rampage of blood, death, and destruction. Bring it the fuck on you goddamn chaos cockteases.

But yeah, no. It's no contest. Billy is a far worse character than Homelander in the comics, and he has the potential to get a lot worse in the show. He's not there yet, but it's pretty clear he actively wants to be and it's grating him that he isn't yet.

Guess it'll be interesting to see if that comes to fruition or if there's even some crazy twist that shows us Homelander isn't as bad as people think.

#confession #the boys #billy butcher

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strawberryseeded · 8 months ago

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ITADORI YUJI MYSTERIES AS OF NOW

number 1: why is he so crazy even BEFORE becoming a jujutsu sorcerer

it seems like he had a normal and happy upbringing, he never even met his real parents or had any contact w the sorcery world before the events in the series (his own birth doesnt count) so WHY IS HE LIKE THIS T-T

im so serious. he is UNHINGED. its like his survival instinct kicks in a million years later than normal. stubborn and sturdy almost to a fault, both physically and mentally, always running towards danger unprepared, getting seriously hurt, and getting back up again. like yea ok todo picked him up during his fight w mahito but, dude, itadori has died TWICE in the series till now n hes still going, his will stronger than ever before (ya know wat they say tho, 3rd times the charm am i right hahah*WRECKS THE ROOM*)

i mean even gojo says hes not ok in the head in like chapter 5 (FIVE!!!!!!!!!)

tbh this is the question that bothers me the most but its also prob the one that will never be answered...man..

number 2: did he fucking eat his sibilings.....(spoilers: wrong question)

......who are not rly people i guess..or human.... they are curse/human hybrids which were never truly "born" so they are uh...wombs..or fetuses or smt like dat...mmh yeah knowing this doesnt make it sound less horrifying..

at first i thought he had eaten sukunas last "missing" finger cos he looked so disgusted while saying so (yay sukuita hatred is mutual💕👰🤵)..also hes eaten like 15 of those things till now, so yanno its our daily bread for him..

but then hes talking 2 choso abt this n its like..dude...... dude what do you mean living as a part of you..

long story short: YES HE DID HE ATE THESE FREAKIGN THINGS:

& obviously since hes itadori yuji they didnt take over n instead he got their powers and techniques. i think thats where he got his cool new armor that kinda looks like tough flesh.

and apparently he can manipulate his own blood also, which again i think its the result of eating the death paintings. he made it explode in sukunas face lol but idk if he can do other things w it maybe i missed smt.

he learned to use the technique super fast too BUT thats probably due to the "cheating" yuta metions when sukuna asks how the fuck did they power up so fast. i saw a yt video theorizing this was maybe due to training done in a simple domain that compresses time (like when maki trained w the sumo guy)...idk dude..

(btw i think so, so often abt how gojo theorized that itadori maybe could use sukunas technique/s since itadori was borrowing his cursed power….i wonder if he never could do it cos sukuna was so freaking uncooperative until the bitter end aka their soul divorce lol.. bc clearly itadori is capable of learning techniques that are not his own..idk idkkkk just sayin….wondering…)

OH YEA i almost 4got cos i just made another post abt it but he can also use the fucking reverse curse technique as well. bro even gojo had trouble mastering that..like again yea they "cheated" but still wow.

number 3: this freaking dude can touch souls now

ok we kinda knew this already from mahito and itadori's 1st fight but..this scene:

they switched bodies!!!!!!!......????? i think???!! and i cant think of other reason except an "exchange of souls" bc in jjks world sukunas soul habiting itadoris or megumis body, or the death paintings taking over human bodies are possible ways in which a soul can get inside another body. whats more, mahitos or nobaras techniques can directly affect the soul so this shud totally be possible.

& it looks like itadori in particular can affect others' soul with precision.

the question is How the hell..... bc as far as we know no one else has this power amongst the surviving sorcerers (i want her (nobara) back so bad rn....)

IT COULD BE that book choso got from yuki that contained all of her research abt the soul..still, itadori is the only one whos shown to be able to actually be able to do this so accurately. sukuna is the one who confirms it:

yea idk dude itadori yuji is an absolute beast..im so weirded out when i see ppl underestimate him n caling him an npc, dumb, etc, lol ToT he is such a good character it drives me insanies ..i didnt even touch on his thematic weight in the series (bc OF COURSE, as the main character, he is key in this. his beliefs are core to his character and directly opposes sukunas, in spite of the asshole always laughing in his face about ..just kidding its obviously BECAUSE he is so different from itadori that he just doesnt get it n simply disregards him as a powerless idiot..i mean we r talking abt the guy who valued power so much he casted away everything else, even his own humanityaaaAAAH ok ill shut up nowwww)

#i got TIRED of writing aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA #whatever im off to read fanfics now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk manga spoilers #di4ry

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an-abandoned-sad-weirdo · 2 years ago

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Sonadow Fanfiction Week: 002, Days: 5, 6 & 7

So sorry for the delay, but you have been warned that I was in my exam week.

Anyways, now you've got three Sonadow Fanfictions at once! I'd call that a win.

You've propably heard of this one before, " In Due Time " by Poster16, but I still wanted to add it. It's practically a legend!

Rating: Mature

Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Category: M/M

Fandoms: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types

Relationship:

Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog

Characters:

Rouge the Bat

Black Doom (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Eclipse the Darkling

Ensemble

Black Death | Black Arms Leader

Mephiles the Dark

Scourge the Hedgehog

Cream the Rabbit

Vanilla the Rabbit

Black Arms (Sonic the Hedgehog) (Character)

Tumble the Skunk

Original Sonic the Hedgehog Character(s)

Dulcy the Dragon

Blaze the Cat

Princess Elise (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Marine the Raccoon

Gardon (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Longclaw (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Silver the Hedgehog

Maria Robotnik

Gerald Robotnik

Jules Hedgehog

Bernadette Hedgehog

Hamlin Pig

Miles "Tails" Prower

Amadeus Prower

Rosemary Prower

Amy Rose (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Knuckles the Echidna

Locke (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Whisper the Wolf

Additional Tags:

Slavery

Shadow's Full of Surprises

Black Doom is literally Satan

Secrets

Sonic's Full of Surprises

Hope

Trauma

A Couple of these Guys Need Hugs

Loyalties

Dancing

Wellerman

Fairy imagery

Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con

Assassination attempts

Master/Slave

Alternate Universe - Slavery

Our Main Couple Believes in Lullabies

Blood and Violence

Sing With Me

Daydreams and Nightmares

Rape Aftermath

Slave Trade

Implied/Referenced Child Abuse

cute nicknames

constant as the stars above

Blaze is a Queen

Black Death is literally Satan

Flower Crowns

Broken Heart

Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Mental and Emotional Breakdown

Tír na nÓg

Implied/Referenced Drug Use

Proteger al DuendecilloElise is Queen

Language:.English

Currently 132083 words, 33 chapters so far, on going.

Here we have " By All Means Necessary " by TheBookOfShadows.

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Category: Multi

Fandoms: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog (Video Games), Sonic the Hedgehog (IDW Comics)

Relationships: Knuckles the Echidna/Rouge the Bat, Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog

Characters:

Sonic the Hedgehog

Amy Rose (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Shadow the Hedgehog

Knuckles the Echidna

Rouge the Bat

Silver the Hedgehog

Miles "Tails" Prower

Jet the Hawk

Whisper the Wolf

Infinite (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Mephiles the Dark

Dr. Eggman | Dr. Robotnik

Vanilla the Rabbit

Blaze the Cat

Black Arms (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Maria Robotnik

Iblis (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Black Doom (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Scourge the Hedgehog

Surge the Tenrec

Cosmo the Seedrian

Charmy Bee

Vector the Crocodile

Espio the Chameleon

Doctor Starline (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Additional Tags:

Alternate Universe

Alternate Universe - Dystopia

Survival

Blood and Torture

Gunshot Wounds

Psychological Trauma

Psychological Torture

Shadow the Hedgehog Needs a Hug

Speech Disorders

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD

Murder

Attempted Murder

Panic Attacks

Hallucinations

Fluff and Angst

Purring Sonic the Hedgehog

I love the gay hedgehogs

Amy gets a redemption arc

im losing my sanity

Sonic needs a hug

LET THEM BE HAPPY DAMNIT

paranormal activity

Rouge is a sweetheart

kinda implied sex..

Sonic and Shadow are in their 20's

Plot Twists

Fantasy

Transformation

Mentions locations from Sonic media but is not accurately described

Drugs

Tags May Change

Tags Contain Spoilers

Human Trafficking

Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Many characters are only briefly in the story

Not Canon Compliant

Not beta read most of the time

Language:.English

Currently 65935 words, 22 chapters so far, on going.

And, for our last stop, " lover " by Cowboylikemaybelle.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types

Relationships: Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna/Rouge the Bat, Amy Rose/Blaze the Cat, Miles "Tails" Prower & Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower & Shadow the Hedgehog

Characters:. Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog, Amy Rose (Sonic the Hedgehog), Blaze the Cat, Knuckles the Echidna, Rouge the Bat

Additional Tags:

Panic Attacks

Touchstarved Sonic

Fluff and Angst

Non-Sexual Intimacy

Humor

Out of Character Shadow the Hedgehog

in the sense that he got therapy and is happy

Out of Character Sonic the Hedgehog

in the sense that I gave him actual issues

sorry buddy

I Wrote This While Listening to Taylor Swift's Music

Character Study

Trans Sonic the Hedgehog

not important to the storyline but its important to me:)

Cuddling & Snuggling

Parallels

Language: English

25565 words, 6 chapters, complete.

Here you go! Hope you enjoy'em.

The first day

The previous day

#sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sth #sonadow #ao3 #sonadow fanfictions #Sonadow Fanfiction Week #fanfictions #Poster16 #Cowboylikemaybelle #TheBookOfShadows #sorry it's late

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torao-chan · 2 years ago

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watching shidou’s new video for the first time @ w @ here’s some thoughts as I go through the video

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my dude had kids im dying a lil inside. his whole family is so cuteeeeee

-x-x-x-

I will say, I was v worried that he would refuse to heal if we voted him innocent again, since that wasn’t want he wanted, but this line here makes me feel almost reassured that he’ll keep trying to heal people if we keep voting him innocent.

In that case, give me the chance to make amends. To extract that fang, now.

Fang, in my brain, being an obvious reference to Kotoko.

However, the fact that it’s preceded by this line

Those cards of promise I discarded, they were retribution for my incessant taking.

Makes me still a lil worried. I still think he’ll go off the rails mentally if we give him innocent again, but the fight to vote him innocent is stronger atm in my brain then the worry about what happens if we don’t give him guilty...

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okay the whole fucking next section was exactly what i was expecting the entire time I’ve been anticipating this song.

So this is unpleasant, so this makes me sick

What do you mean INNOCENT, if this is my punishment

Now I see, this world is cruel and merciless

I want to be INNOCENT, I want to live

He didn’t want innocent, he got innocent. He sees this as cruel and merciless; that was about what I was expecting. And he resents us for it. Not only for not punishing what he thought needed punishing, but for giving him hope when he had run out.

It reminds me, in a way, of the fact that the Hope left in Pandora’s jar can be seen both as a hidden blessing and the worst curse of all. You gave him hope, drive, motivation- a possible good ending.

How dare we.

And then aslkdjlkfdjsg

So this is unpleasant, hurling slurs of “hostage game”, you do know that it’s up to me?

That’s right, there are lives that need safeguarding

So hey, prolong my life, I’m indispensable

He has accurately pinned it as a hostage situation, which is where my brain has been at since the end of round 1. Majority of my brain space has gone to who is going to hurt who, what are the checks and balances we need to have in place to ensure survival of as many players as possible.

And the problem is there is no way to guarantee he’s going to continue healing, if we vote him innocent.

You know that’s up to him, right?

asldkjklsdfjgkldjfsglk I want. to throttle something. This whole thing is so well put together.

The correct answer, I don’t yet know,

Fear. Indecision. Unknown if he’ll act as we want.

but there are lives that need safeguarding

Hope that maybe his morals, whatever drove him to becoming a doctor in the first place, will win over.

So hey, prolong my life, I’m indispensable

This line. Makes me... very curious indeed.

Last time, he pleaded us to kill him. Is he hoping we’ll ignore his directions again, or is he saying ‘I don’t care. I know you only see my use, like I saw my victims (?) as their use, so go ahead. Use me. I don’t care’

Bro. I fuckin’ love Shidou for the fuckin’ game he’s playing. And the fact that I have no idea where he will go if we let him continue to run wild.

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All these are, of course, first thoughts. On first watch through. I may be able to draw more connections later. But my god, did this song deliver exactly what I expected it to and I appreciate that.

#leogram #personal

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petermorwood · 10 months ago

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Bravo, @blumineck!

I've been muttering about this "Hold...Hold..." business for years. That includes the non-verbal kind, see "The Adventures of Robin Hood" (1938) where Robin threatens Guy of Gisbourne like this for several seconds as if pointing a gun at him...

...and "Henry V" (1944) where the archers stand like this, also for several seconds, until Henry signals them to loose.

Holding a heavy bow at full draw just wasn't done, for the reason explained in @blumineck's video - prolonged strain makes your aim go wobbly and, thanks to fine muscle tremor, it'll stay wobbly for several shots afterwards.

FAIK a protracted hold combined with one of those really heavy historical bows of the kind found on the "Mary Rose" draw weight) might actually tear something in the muscles / tendons / ligaments department. There's already enough archaeological evidence of repetitive-stress bone changes to make archer skeletons easily identified, and that's just the effect of regular shooting over many years.

In addition, there's an old archery saying that "A bow full-drawn is nine-tenths broken", and holding at full draw - or loosing without an arrow, so the energy for propelling the arrow snaps into the bow-limbs instead - adds a real risk of unexpectedly reaching ten-tenths broken and picking splinters out of your arm, teeth, face, eyes...

A heavy bow was drawn and loosed in one movement, since archers didn't need to hold or pause for aim. Years of legally-required archery practice meant they were able to aim as they drew as instinctively as someone throwing a stone.

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Incidentally, while pictures of archery target-practice features in medieval art...

...and as this photo from modern Bhutan shows, looks almost the same nowadays...

...Clout-shooting at long range and high angle gives a better idea (IMO, anyway) of what medieval war archery would have looked like.

Here are sport archers...

...and re-enactors...

...and the targets at which they shoot ("clout" is an old word for cloth).

Increase those archers to the ~5000 present at Crecy or Agincourt, and clout-shooting would accurately replicate the effect of an arrow-storm descending on a massed target at a range correctly estimated by much practice.

Anybody in the area where those arrows fell was likely to get hit and, if not armoured, hurt. IIRC, the modern military term for this is a "beaten zone".

Even if the range was too great for much injury against armour, it would force armoured men to protect their most vulnerable area, the face, by "buttoning up" - another modern term, for a tank with all hatches shut - by closing their visors, which causes reduced vision and ventilation, as well as a loss of communication and situational awareness.

Invoking this useful tactical advantage didn't need a full-on arrow barrage, just a few arriving every couple of seconds like a bolt from the blue. (Yup, originally an archery term, though "bolt" rather than "arrow" suggests it originated with crossbows).

A knight could leave his visor open if he wanted; it would probably be okay - until the instant, as happened to Henry V (then 16-year-old Prince of Wales) at Shrewsbury, when it wasn't okay at all...

Henry survived thanks to the cleverness of surgeon John Bradmore, who not only invented special tongs to get the arrowhead out, but prevented infection by flooding the wound with honey, a natural disinfectant.

I've also read that the arrow may have had less velocity and impact force - and hit Henry at the angle it did - because it was a ricochet from someone else's armour. (Leaving helmet visors aside, this is an example of why face / eye protection in the workplace is A Good Idea...)

Also, since armour and its padded underlayers aren't exactly breathable fabrics, they'd start overheating through exertion, followed by chilling down if it was a cold day because the sweat-soaked padding and metal casing were now an excellent heat-sink.

(Can any armour-wearing re-enactors confirm or refute this effect? Please and thanking you.)

The Battle of Towton (1461) was fought in a snowstorm...

...and I remember reading somewhere that men-at-arms went from dehydrated heat-exhaustion to sweat-chilled hypothermia in the course of a couple of hours. Not fun.

NB, the windblown banners in Graham Turner's painting demonstrate another detail: that wind gave the Yorkist arrows longer range while reducing the Lancastrian ones. It reached a stage where the Yorkists advanced a bit to shoot at the Lancastrians with their own spent arrows.

If the enemy was readying a mounted charge on unarmoured horses (as they often weren't until the late Middle Ages) that arrow-storm and the resulting hedgehog-prickled horses - even if not dead, they'd be Very Unhappy and uncontrollable - would throw the charge into confusion before it made contact, or even before it started.

This clip is only a movie, and an old one at that with some annoying errors such as knights being craned onto horseback, but the thudding, whistling release of (cartoon, hey-ho) arrows remains highly impressive 80 years later.

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Either way it does look cool sometimes, I’ll give them that!

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qipsir · 2 months ago

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something about BBC Sherlock

lately I've been using hbomberguy's video essays as background noise because I've seen most of them over and over again, but there is something I would like to add to/say about his epsiode on BBC's Sherlock (linked to video)

The first time I watched Sherlock, I was in awe. Not because I thought it was good writing, but because for the first time in my life, I had an accurate representation of how my mind/brain operated, how my emotions functioned, and my perception of the world.

Every other adaptation was never quite Speedy enough, never quite so much brain chatter and boredom and chasing puzzles to counteract the mundeanity of day to day life. I knew that it likely wasn't intentional, but it was really really nice.

And then I found out Cucumbitch is ableist and that the show, as a Sherlock story, is really really fluffing bad. The ableism hurt more than finding out about the plot, despite it being comical given Crumblebrunch's typecasting, but I digress.

The video essay pointed out that Moriarty was written as a "nutcase" who'd just do whatever he wanted because he could. Literally putting himself 6 feet under for the sake of seeing what Sherlock would do (I'm not marking that as spoiler this show's been out for ages and the fanbase collectively hates it). And the first time I watched the video, I found myself connecting with Moriarty more than Sherlock. The clawing pain of boredom is obvious enough with Sherlock, yes, but with Moriarty? Literally just doing whatever he wants and getting upset because the one person he thought he could play with turns out to have fallen for the red herring? I see myself in that far more than words can describe.

I understand very well that a lot of who I am and how my mind functions has to do with growing up in an abusive household with evidence so non-tangible that my [donor]'s only real defense was "I have never once hit you" which meant mind games and manipulation were a constant. And I remember how proud I was when I finally beat him one day, but by then I had already grown accustomed to it being a challenge. By then, it was enrichment. Riddles were good but not creative enough, not abundant enough with adequate details.

I can emphasize with that moment of Moriarty's frustration so well that I have genuinely considered writing a story that was a spin on Moriarty and it's just some kid being so bored they decided to challenge Sherlock for fun. And I was literally either going to call it Moriarty or Bored. The only reason I haven't is because a while ago now, I started tailspinning in burnout and the one thing that survived 20 years of hell finally gave out. And I don't know if I'll ever have it in me to sit down and write a story ever again.

Point of this, I dunno, slap everyone involved with that show for making it a clusterfuck when it could've been a really interesting depiction of neurodivergence melding with intuition or something?

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luca-he-they-chaosboyyy · 2 years ago

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So I was posting proof that trans ppl exist on my facebook for family today. (Idrc if ppl yell or disown me bc plenty already have so I’m used to it.) I first put a YouTube video proving they scientifically exist. Then I started researching a good site to show they exist and aren’t a sinner in Christianity. But I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. The article started out great and everything, plenty proof in bible verses, plenty story’s of god and Jesus, Adam and Eve that back it up and everything. But then it got to how trans ppl also aren’t sinning bc there not cross dressing. Their simply dressing as the gender they actually are. (Gender that there brain is.) And how it’s a sin for women to wear men’s clothing and men’s wearing women’s clothing. And while that doesn’t directly relate to trans ppl. I can’t bring myself to post bullshit like that. Wear whatever the fuck you want. That should have been obvious by now. Love is love. Trans ppl aren’t new or a trend or confused, or going through a phase, a sin, they don’t hate themselves and that’s why there transitioning, (transitioning is a form of self love, self acceptance, survival even.), we are not changing our gender, (we are the gender we say we are and always have been sense birth), we are not finishing hitlers work or being brainwashed by some koolaid cult or whatever the fuq it was, we are not just doing drag, we are not a mistake, we’re not mutilating our bodies, being trans isn’t a choice, or any of the wild things I’ve heard, ect. You know trans ppl used to be worshipped? My dad gave me a history lesson back when he “accepted me” but also called me slurs, and well the rest is a Bruno situation(we don’t talk about Bruno) and when I came out as a nonbinary man was not so accepting. The worst it ever was. Well let’s just say surprisingly dcs cut in when that got serious. Idk, maybe old bibles are more accurate than newer man made ones. But maybe I’m just making excuses for them. Bc as far as I’m concerned, if your not hurting anyone, your completely fine. Do whatever the fuck you want. Can everyone PleAsE have that mentality? Like just let ppl be them selves. You don’t like it? Go to other people, not around those people to hurt them. Or try to understand. Ask questions. Be open to change your point of view, your perspective on things. Perspective is never set in stone. It’s meant to be shifted. If you don’t question things, your reality, then what are you doing? Just blindly obeying rules someone made like a puppet? But most importantly, don’t be fake. Don’t say you support and understand someone when you don’t. They’ll just find out later and end up getting hurt worse than if you would have just told em in the beginning. They’ll end up questioning themselves, questioning if they should trust or believe anyone around them. Bc they believed you supported them and understood them for yeaaarrrs. Just to find out you really don’t? Come on, that’s so much worse. But yeah, unless I come across something online or someone to explain to me real Christianity, I can’t defend it. I can’t back it up. I can’t stand for something that’s no matter where I’ve seen, I’ve seen hate within a religion that quotes “love thy neighbor”. I’ve seen women who obviously wears pants, has tattoos, judges, do multiple “sins” and men who have worn kilts, have long hair, judges, do multiple “sins” in which have told me I’m the sinner. You can’t pick and choose what to believe is and isn’t a sin. I do kind of believe Christianity itself may have a long time ago been a good religion. But it has been so twisted and edited so so so much I don’t think it’ll ever be the same in that religion.

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abbinurmel · 7 months ago

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You know something, part of my brain really wants to scream and cry whenever I see one of these guys. And that unfortunate "kill it with fire!" reflex, is idiotic, because most such creatures can't possibly hurt you, they're good for the world ecosystems and either way one should not indiscriminately wanna kill ANY sentient thing, bla bla bla, the whole usual drill.....:

- and y'know something?? I can have both these views in equal amount, and be GLAD of them co-existing in me, because, irrational to the developed modern world a phobia it may be, I DO believe these phobias on some primal level exist for a reason... or at least a reason that over generations of evolution is now rendered entirely obsolete. I DO believe we knew once that creatures of this nature, if not specifically this species, something buggy and leggy LIKE this vinegaroon aesthetically, COULD hurt us in the wild, like a scorpion's stinger or a tarantula bite or a wasp nest getting stepped on. Nature's not supposed to be comfortable and cute and convenient for anybody!- it's SUPPOSED to make us react with adrenaline and wariness, it just is doing what it needs to survive, and that makes it both beautiful and dangerous. Our collective stupid monkey brains just apply now that once ancient only somewhat needed fear, over EVERY scenario touching nature, and the unfamiliar alienating prejudice only increases the more detached from the environment we are.

What I am TRYING in a nutshell to say is, DO NOT KILL IT with fire!!! Even though it's correct that some part of you does! Bugs are frightening and they are supposed to be, and it is cool they even exist, and it is COOL THAT YOU FEEL ANY FEAR at anything this small and preciously fragile AT ALL....these things are exotic Kaiju nightmare gods to their prey, and to us we should treat them like the godlike tiny hideous dangerous beauties they are, while using that fear to appreciate, not denunciate, like in an eldritch or fey sorta way...it is a miracle that you are surrounded by the diverse natural chaos of Life!.....We as humans NEED mystery and things out there that are super gross and bizarre and ugly and can kill us,! We NEED things like that, to inspire us, to motivate us to be safe, and keep distance from nature so we DO NOT HARM it by coming into contact with it. We are supposed to wanna leave Nature alone because we are truly the most dangerous!

While I know I will probably never grow into a person who wants to end up with a vinegaroon crawling one night in their bed, I CAN be GRATEFUL I get to live in a world where such an event is even A POSSIBILITY I GET TO HAVE. IT IS COOL that I get to be surrounded by thousands of unique and often unsettling unpredictable and mostly innocent creatures, only a very very few could actually harm me, and I appreciate whatever God or mysterious forces of Destiny that arranged for me to get the privilege to co-exist among them all/be able to live in a time where I can be allowed to have and savor these fears, I am not delusional, but I am also going to be someone who has the gift to SAFELY LEARN ACCURATE INFORMATION ABOUT THE WHOLE NATURAL WORLD, ANY TIME I WANT!

Like do you guys understand how special this is for us???

Centuries ago if you had a fear of something, some weird new dangerous animal shows up and it makes trouble, or it just LOOKS dangerous and scary, what can you really do about it outside either 'fuck around and find out' or 'shun it in terrified superstition, just to play it safe on the off chance its nasty?' You didn't get often libraries, or tomes with really truly well sourced info, you could never have photo proof or video documented footage or wikis with updates with each new discovery. Not even the concept of a SCIENTIST, or a basic unbiased nature researcher in of itself was really a true thing for eons until human civilization started getting truly handle on its own thing. Shamans and foragers you can argue may have been the earliest examples of such, but you still at end of the day would only be able to rely on HEARSAY of your local tribe leaders, and not every tribe elder had his or her information straight or every iota of experience one can glean from the wild. You only had whatever limited window of knowledge your forefathers chose to pass to you, and whatever subjective personal bias or unique experiences you savored each trek you randomly took thru the woods.

I think it's fabulous I can live in a world where I can (hopefully) never have to physically come up in person with a vinegaroon or something BUT I somehow unpredictably *COULD*, like a faery or a bump in with a tiny goblin or a witch. Will they be a kind-hearted and misunderstood sorta witch, or the type who wanna eat you? Who knows! That's what makes it interesting! And best of all I SAFELY AM STILL ALLOWED TO SEE AND DISCOVER THEM AT A DISTANCE!❤️❤️❤️

AND I AM SOOOO APPRECIATIVE we are growing into a world that loves and understands them and other 'ugly' underappreciated critters like these better. It is so lame having these phobias as an excuse to just ignorant blind yourself to kindness or knowledge, when instead, that phobia is supposed to be A DNA ENGRAVED BADGE OF *RESPECT* PASSED DOWN FROM YOUR ANCESTORS.

Tremble and respect yon leggy twitchy assholes.

Stella really is one of the most perfect Creatures ever I think. few can Creature as well as she

#arachnophobia #spiders #nature #bogleech #insects #invertebrates #phobias #modern life #anthropology #kill it with fire #cool bugs #gross #faerie #vinegaroon

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everysongineverykey · 3 years ago

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oh, chara, chara... so many characters in media who die before the story starts end up becoming nothing more than that.... dead... they become the "dead best friend" or the "dead parent" or "dead teacher" or whatever and that's all they can ever be but chara avoids that fate. chara survives through the video tapes in the true lab showing us so much of their character without them ever even speaking, through the omnipresence of the golden flowers, the ones that shouldn't grow underground but do anyway, reaching for the sky impossibly just like chara dreemurr who shouldn't have tried to reach for the sky again after falling but did anyway and it cost them their life and their brother's and those flowers are now a symbol of their existence, so they grow in toriel's home and asgore's home (literally EVERYWHERE in asgore's home because he never got over their and asriel's deaths, he didn't, so he surrounds himself with those reminders of them) and in the true lab where flowey was born and in waterfall which is an area of memories and ghosts and history and mystery and regret, and chara encompasses all of those things- and those flowers, simple and beautiful and impossible, exist and grow in the underground forevermore as a reminder to all monsterkind of that one time they welcomed a human into their world and treated them as family and that human left them. and died. along with their prince. and the flowers that killed them, that they used to kill themself, are now picked and put in vases in houses as decoration and made into tea and cultivated carefully by monsters everywhere.

and the fact that for once, the secondhand accounts of chara we get may be more accurate than what they themself tell us about them at the end of the no mercy route, because that lost, black-eyed child who erases your whole world is not chara dreemurr, not really. there is no trace of the young, gentle, weird child who cited efficiency as a motivator for always filling their glass all the way (but was it just that? did a need to stay positive, a need to always see the glass completely full, not come into it? they say chocolate makes you happy). it's what you, the player, have made them into. you woke a dead child from their slumber and told them this was the right thing to do. keep going. proceed. can you blame them? you awakened them. you had the chance to let them escape their tragic final fate, make them into more than just "the dead child", and you chose to make them the villain. whose fault is this, really? chara is the golden flower in the vase on your mantle and they are the echo flowers in the marsh, reminding monsters of their past and their history, the time they had hope and saw it taken from them. they are everywhere and nowhere, always haunting the narrative, surviving through the flowers that reach for the sky against all odds, just like they once did. watch the tape again. it can hardly hurt to feel their presence one more time.

#undertale #chara dreemurr #chara undertale #AAAAAAAARRRRGGHHH I AM. GOD GOD SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT CHARA ALL OF A SUDDEN #MY CHILD MY DARLING I WANNA GIVE THEM A HUG RAAAAA I STARTED WRITING AND IT GOT.#MORE AND MORE FRANTIC AS I WENT ON.#god. you know those reaction images on here with the stick figures and they're like all bloody and being violent but smiling unhingedly?#i dislike those images they make me uncomfortable so i will not put one here but if they don't PERFECTLY describe how i'm feeling right now #god in heaven. i need to replay undertale wow. WOW.

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bobamilkk · 2 years ago

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TF2 Character Analysis: Scout

I should probably mention this in advance-some of this teeters on the verge of headcannon territory, sprinkling in some theories and probably going overboard when it comes to jumping to conclusions. I should also mention that I don’t know everything about the tf2 lore, some of my knowledge comes from fan content that my brain has stored as canon, and there’s only so many details from miscellaneous sources that my brain can accurately store-Plus I haven’t read all of the comics because my adhd brain gets bored easily.

“Grass Grows, birds fly, sun shines, and brother, I hurt people!”

Ok! So! Scout! Scout is the fastest of the 9 mercs and the first of the offensive trio on the class selection screen. He’s the only (?) class capable of double jumping-or triple jumping with the right weapon equipped-but has one of the lowest healthpoints.

Scout is the youngest of 8 brothers and is the weakest-the runt-of them all. A lot of the fandom has suggested the idea that all-or at least most of-the boys come from different fathers-Scout being the only one with Spy as a dad-and being several years apart-to the point where some were moving out when Scout was born. I’m not entirely sure if this is canon or not but it’s what I like to consider.

When you have 7 older and stronger brothers, fights aren’t exactly going to be easy. Scout had to learn how to be fast and unpredictable-since when you can get to fights BEFORE others, there’s no chance for someone stronger to actually get a hit in-meaning he could get his weaker but quicker hits in right away and at the very least weaken them for a proper fair fight. This is even assuming a fair fight would happen in these situations-even before Scout became-well-Scout-It’s pretty easy to imagine that these fights could be between anybody at anytime, anywhere, with any rules.

As much as we can say most of his meet the team videos is his ego talking-I actually genuinely believe he’s telling the truth when he says you’d be dead if you were from where he’s from. As a dumbass teenage boy who has stepped foot in a high school before I can tell you first hand that fights over stupid petty shit can get fucking brutal, especially when it comes to more rowdy annoying boys like Scout. If scout was someone who picked fights or ended up in fights frequently he’s going to know how to survive in chaotic, unpredictable situations like that. He may be physically weaker than others but he’s not weak if you get what I mean?

And Scout isn’t the

Sharpest tool on the shed

Obviously

He does actually try his best and will genuinely try to use his brain when he needs to-even if his reading level is low to nonexistent. This is delving more into head canon territory but it’s not a far stretch to believe he at least subconsciously picked up how to trick people-taking after his dad in a way. He’s an idiot, yes, but he knows how to play his cards. For example, when to strike or when to at least try to hold back a bit-When to rush in or when to actually play his role as Scout and scout out what’s ahead. Another definitely less canon example from a role play with my friend and I-Scout taking his time and playing his cards right for elaborate pranks to piss off the other mercenaries. Hell he knew exactly what to say to get Spy on board with his request to get a date-even if it was at the expense of his own ego.

Another thing I’ve seen people overlook is the fact that he has some actual basic life skills-he can drive, although it’s a motorbike and we can assume it’s at least decent enough with Heavy’s lack of actual reaction to the drive itself-he’s just calmly sitting there. There’s also his fancy dating trivia he earned in Expiration Date. That shit literally helped save him and Miss Pauling from a bomb-

And if we want to go and dive into the shit show of chaos that is the Mann Co No More comic series-Scout literally meet God. I still don’t know if that was his ideal god or just-straight up God talking to him. I mean-it’s not far off considering Medic literally dealed with Devil-whiiiichhhh I will get to at another time-Slow Down Oliver this post is about Scout not the bloodthirsty man without a medical license/j

Scout never knew his dad-or hid the truth from himself for-all of his life really-It wasn’t until he genuinely died that he got a sliver of closure-which in reality was a lie from Spy.

It’s-very visible throughout the comic that this does effect Scout mentally in less than positive ways. Going a bit far out on a limb here but it wouldn’t surprise me if Scout’s ego was a coping mechanism-alongside his general stupidity and unreasonable genuine belief that he truly is just-that amazing. He gets defensive and aggressive anytime his dad is even briefly mentioned as anything other than dead and only seems positive about it when under the impression that his dad is indeed his hero-not to mention the fact that he was technically recovering from literally dying-which yeah no he’s not gunna be one hundred percent okay after-No ones going to take literally dying and walk it off without at least a little mental stability-

Unless your Medic and Sniper apparently. They’re a different breed ig. The support trio scares me /j

But my mention of his ego and narcissism being a coping mechanism isn’t me saying you can’t joke about it. I do all the time and honestly I doubt all of its a coping mechanism. He definitely is at least partially just an idiot who thinks he’s the best person on the planet. Only so much of *gestures to Scout’s everything HTTYD style* that can be a coping response. This is the dumbass teenage boy vibe 27 year old who drinks radioactive soda all day and runs around hitting people with a bat while calling them virgins. Use him as comic relief. Write him to be the biggest dumbass to ever dumbass. Make him an awkward romantic mess. Hell exaggerate everything to an over the top extreme manor for all I care-Tf2 is Tf2 and all of the idiots are batshit insane. What makes Tf2 fun is it’s lack of logic so go pop off and write Scout eating a car battery /ref

This took me. An hour and a half to write. And you’d think with that fact that this would be longer than it is but no I just get easily distracted by memes and find random dumb shit to obsess over for ages at a time-

This was a lot of fun to write tho and I hope I got my points across decently well-I have a rough order outline that I wrote my points in and intend on using it to do an analysis of each class. Some will definitely be longer than others as my opinions can get-a lil much for some of them *pushes the Support trio behind me* /j but overall it’s just me having fun and goofing off. Take all of this with a grain of sand if you want idc-I just hope this was at least a semi enjoyable read as I did put a decent amount of effort into making it

Um, I don't even know where to start with you.🙂 I mean, do you even know who you're talking to? 🤔

Yo, what's up?😏

Do you have any idea, any idea, who I am?🤔🏃‍♂️

ARGGGHHHNAAAANAA😤

Basically, kind of a big deal😉

NYAAAAAAAGGGHHH😠

Oh man, that's beautiful☺

HYAAAAGGHHHHH😡😡

Are you listening?🙋‍♂️ Ok. Grass grows🌱, birds fly🐤, sun shines☀, and brudda? I hurt people🤕

AAAGGHH😡- BOINK💥

I'm a force of nature🌳

BONK💢

If you👨‍💼 were from, were I🏃‍♂️ was from? You'd be fucking dead☠.

AAAGGHHH😧

Wooo!😄

#no beta we die like scout #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 scout #character analysis #analysis #tf2 comics #tf2 expiration date #tf2 comic spoilers #character essay #rambles #team fortress 2 scout #mann co #Mann co no more

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bukojuiice · 4 years ago

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the way of the househusband — levi ackerman

ೃ pairing: (husband! levi ackerman x ceo wifey! reader)

ೃ There is the “ideal” nuclear family. The one composed of a working husband with a well-paying 9 to 5 job, loving housewife who cooks and cleans, and adoring children who do well in school. However, that idealization is looong gone. What about you and your family? You are the CEO of a Tech Start-up Company who ain’t no trophy wife, Your husband hails from the last line of Ackermans and who temporarily resigns from being a vice executive of your company (just because he doesn’t want to work with young, feeling philanthropist, and genius GenZers) to become a hands-on househusband, and then there’s your little daughter who has the most inquisitive mind and adventurous heart who idolizes her doting father in every shape, way, and form. A month’s absence in your home (due to a business trip) could lead to many many things. But, your husband randomly publishing a self-help book on parenting and being a househusband is not one of those things.

ೃ genre and warnings: modern au, domestic fluff, baby au, husband au,

ೃ my nav → my aot masterlist

ೃ 4k words

ೃ Will be referring to hanji as “aunkling” (a cute nickname that some kiddos use to refer to their non-binary relatives <3) because there are no official non-binary terms for aunt and uncle! + your daughter with levi is named amelia and she is just the most precious cinnamon roll

It’s done.

The Business Trip is finally over.

A long and painful month of no hugs and playdates with your little princess, Amelia and no time to be pampered with love and affection from your husband, Levi was finally over!

Sometimes, you wonder how you were even able to survive these long-ass trips and conferences. Sure, these month-long trips only happened once a year, but the thought of Amelia getting older and having to miss a day of seeing her grow up and discover the world, really hurt you as all mothers would. Video Calls were enough to satisfy you and give you happy hormones even for just a short while, but still- the longer you’re not with them, the more the yearning lengthens until you’re just riddled with endless thoughts of wanting to get home as soon as possible.

First, let’s set things straight: You are the CEO of a Tech Start-up company who was born into a middle-class family and rose her way up to success. It’s as cliche as it gets but hey! Living a life as if you were in a romantic comedy was the best compliment you’ve ever gotten.

Along with that, as far as rich families in rom-coms and coming of age movies go, are they all dysfunctional in reality? Not really. Or at least you and Levi promised each other not to end up like that. The Rich Girl meets Poor Boy (with a tragic backstory) cliche however? Yea, that’s a pretty accurate way to describe your love story. Meeting the love of your life in a Coffee Shop is actually pretty common and happens to a lot of people apparently. When Erwin Smith, Levi’s best friend (who is too smart and self-aware to fit the role of a rom-com sidekick by the way) approaches your table to ask if he and Levi could sit with you. (Because of all the days the cafe would be packed, it would be that day.) You said yes of course, and Erwin began oversharing details about the raven-haired man and you were all too invested in learning more about him anyway. Levi grew up in the orphanage after his mother had died and his father was the biggest asshole on the planet for never showing his face, he had to fend for himself after he outgrew the foster system. Starting out as an espionage in an illegal underground gambling empire to a bookkeeper at the Smiths’ bookshop. (Although this is a story for another day)

Internally swooning over his pretty eyes and resting bitch face...it didn’t take long until the two of you fell in love and... the rest was history!

You come home to your lavish yet homey apartment in 21 West End Avenue Manhattan to be surprised by your father-daughter duo absolutely knocked out on the couch. Amelia was snuggled up to her father, her feet on his lap and a sleeping position you could not possibly comprehend, a Disney movie playing in the background, and both of them were wearing matching Minion onesies whilst yours was folded neatly on the coffee table just waiting to be worn by you when you got home.

It was a rare sight to see and you can’t help but just stare lovingly at the wonderful scene before you. Not only was it rare to see Amelia asleep before seeing you (or in the case of your business trips, during your daily video calls with them) but it was also rare to see your husband sleeping so soundly and his insomnia not kicking in.

Amelia hears your footsteps, her eyes are still shut as she tries to predict what you will do next. She finally assesses when she will make her move and surprise you when you place another fleece blanket on top of them and plant a kiss on both of their temples. your daughter’s eyes suddenly flutter open. Her eyes beaming and glowing off the same light that twinkled in her father’s as she jumps off the couch, making sure not to wake up Levi.

“MOMMY!” She screams in the most quiet volume her cute voice could muster. She runs up to you and envelops you in a tight hug, jumping up and down as she does so. “I missed you Mommy! I missed you soooo much! How was sandbox in K-korea!? Was there a lot of sand!? Did you have a lot of pwaymates there!?”

You giggle at your daughter’s enthusiasm, combing your fingers through her hair. “Lili, Sandbox is like the Silicon Valley of Korea. It isn’t necessarily a sandbox like in a playground, baby.”

“OOOH! JUST LIKE SIWICON VAWWEY!” She chirps, tightening her hug and reaching for your hand and squeezing it. “AH WAIT!” She gently pushes you away and makes a beeline to her room. “ME AND DADDY HAVE A SURPRISE FOR YOU! BUT CLOSE YOUR EYES FIRST OWKAAY?!” She calls out from her room and you shout back a “yes!” to her in between your giggles, unable to contain the sudden rush of serotonin your daughter had given you from her simple yet adorable antics.

Another trope that you can debunk is that rich moms can be a hands-on parent too! After your maternity leave ended and when Amelia had finally reached her toddler years, you absolutely made sure that you were going to take care of her every second, minute, hour and day of your life. As soon as she turned two, she became the inquisitive, smart and ever so curious little girl you and Levi had always hoped for. She had your (h/c) hair and Levi’s icy yet warm and loving milky grey eyes. If the color of Levi’s reminded you of dark and stormy clouds, Amelia’s was gleaming. Like that of the clouds after a terrible storm. She was an absolute blessing and although you weren’t a perfect mother, (spoiling her more than you should) Levi was an amazing father. Growing up without parents was tough for him and he was going to make sure that Amelia is going to have an amazing childhood and be surrounded by the love of two parents that he never had and never got to experience.

You always and will forever have trust in Levi. There has never been a day where you doubted him. Despite the impressions and assumptions that people have of him. How he was cold, scary, and even calculating. But, you are always quick to shut down those rumors. They don’t know the Levi Ackerman behind the cold and mighty front he shows. He is a man who has gone through so much and yet has so much love and care to give. How he notices and remembers the littlest details, how he never takes anything for granted and how he loves and cherishes everything so wholeheartedly.

When Amelia turned six, you sadly had to go back to work formally. Right timing too because your genius (with very himbo tendencies) younger cousin, Eren, was about to be part of your start-up company and he had a lot of amazing plans that had to come into fruition. Even bringing in a group of his own friends (who all graduated in MIT by the way!) who are willing to contribute so many amazing ideas and hackathons that were just waiting to happen.

The entrance of these youthful and hopeful genius entrepreneurs also brought about the temporary exit of your very own husband from your very own company. Apparently, working with newly graduated Gen Zers (as a millennial) was too much for him. They were nice and they were going to be a very integral part of the company. But, the boomer inside Levi can’t just can’t keep up with this sudden surge of energy and youthfulness within the higher-ups. It was also a great opportunity for him to take care of Amelia even more. So, you didn’t stop him from doing so!

It’s been a year since he temporarily resigned and became an official-unofficial househusband. Or as your best friend Hanji likes to put it, You are the Girl Boss and he is the Male Wife. Amelia is now 7 years old and she’s currently taking Ballet classes (Levi picks her up during the weekdays, and the both of you pick her up on the weekends) and has developed a hyperfixation over Sanrio Characters and the Disney movie, Frozen. She was growing up to be a wonderful girl and you just can’t wait to hear what she and Levi had done during your absence.

She skips her way back to you, a book tightly clutched in her hands. “SURPRISE!” Amelia gingerly places a book on your hand. You open your eyes and tilt your head in question at the piece of literature she had just given you as you read the title aloud. “The Way of the House Husband… written by Levi Ackerman.” Your eyes shift to a little circle on the lower side of the cover, “The husband of (Y/N) Ackerman, the CEO of Survey Corp Tech…!?”

“Daddy and I made a book while you were away!” She claps her hands together and grabs the book back from you, turning it to the first page. “See there’s even a dedication! To (Y/N) and Amelia! The two brightest stars in my galaxy!”

“Oh that’s too cheesy. No way would your dad write something like this out of the blue, Lili.” You scoff, shaking your head in disbelief. Your daughter looks at you with downcast eyes while you were still trying to process that your husband literally just wrote a whole-ass book while you were away. “Who helped publish this so quickly, Amelia?”

“Uncle Erwin of course!” She’s frowning for one second and now she’s beaming at you again. “Please please read it mommy! Me and daddy worked really really hard on it!” She taps the hardbound cover of the book in rhythms. “This is the Amelia Edition! Daddy said he cut out some stuff so that it would be okay for me to read and for me to give to you once you get home! It’s my come back home gift for you mommy!” She moves the book to your lap and hops up next to you on the loveseat that you were sitting on. Before you know it, Amelia is resting her head on your shoulder and coaxing you to start reading to her like it was a bedtime story.

You clear your throat and hold her by the waist so that she can feel more secure in her seat. “Okay… okay… let’s begin shall we? In a kingdom far far away…”

“That’s not how the book is like mommy! Read it properly like the way daddy did!”

“I was just joking, honey. Let’s get started. Rule #1 of the House Husband is…”

Rule #1: Fathers, be good to your children. You are the weight of their world.

“One thing I learned as soon as I was at home practically 24/7 is that your child will be more cautious and weary of you. They will observe you because they look up to you. They will watch your every move, follow you around, and will imitate whatever you say and whatever they hear from you. Talk to them, teach them things they need to know, support them in their hobbies, interests, and even if you have to be the extra princess in her tea party, do it. The thing is, you will leave an eternal mark on the hearts of your children.”

Amelia got even more closer to Levi when he was finally stationed at home. Always grinning from ear to ear and boasting to her classmates how cool her dad was whenever he would pick her up from school. She was proud to tell them Levi’s heritage even if Amelia never got to meet her Grandma Ackerman and Grandpa Ackerman. When Levi would take her out for errands, may they be groceries, cleaning the house, baking, cooking, laundry, or just going on his morning jog, Amelia would be there to accompany him. In fact, she’s gone shopping with Levi so many times that she has memorized the brand names of cleaning detergent and bleach before she could even memorize the multiplication table.

She’s even caught up with her father’s cynical sense of humor. And because of that, Levi had to tone down on his sardonic jokes around the little girl. Levi wasn’t necessarily physically affectionate but he does soften around Amelia as the little girl never fails to supply him with endless hugs and kisses on the cheek. She may be both a Mommy’s and Daddy’s girl, but the way she looks up to Levi is the kind of father-daughter bond that you hardly see in real life. She aspires to be like him. Even if there were times where she would be scolded by you both, (most especially Levi) she never took that against you. She sees all the good and positive sides of your husband that others outside of your circle fail to see.

Rule #2: Let your children know that they have other “guardian angels” who they can rely on aside from their parents.

“My daughter has both my wife and I’s best friends to learn from or to look up to. Her kooky aunkling and her blunt uncle have become one of the most precious people in her life. Even the young ins working at Survey Corp Tech have become older siblings to her and get along with her so well. Remember that there will always be close relatives or friends who can and will help them when they lose their way. Let them spread sunshine and love to others.”

Whether it’s a regular trip to Coney Island or your monthly trips to Disneyland, Hanji or Erwin would totally tag along. Amelia absolutely loves and vibes with Hanji’s quirkiness so well. They would wear matching Mickey Mouse ears, ride the kiddie roller coaster that Amelia wanted to ride on a million times per visit, buy her all the ice cream and treats she wants (despite Levi’s warnings and the reprimanding that Hanji has to suffer from the both of you right after.) They just want Amelia to experience all the fun, the joy, and innocence of living in the moment. As a kid, it’s better if she sees how precious life is, how she should cherish it and that she doesn’t have to grow up so fast just yet.

Erwin on the other hand, brought out Amelia’s intellectual side more. As soon as a new and critically acclaimed children’s book hit the shelves, you bet Amelia has a copy right away. Whenever Levi would take her to Erwin’s bookstore, she wanders around like it’s this huge mysterious archive that can only be accessed by her. The Adults section is forbidden, so were the cheap romance novels in the back, and the books written by youtubers. God forbid she read those. When her Uncle Erwin got her into reading Roald Dahl’s children’s books, you had to watch Amelia run around the penthouse with a little red ribbon tied on top of her hair, wanting to be referred to as Matilda, along with you and Levi having to pretend that she had telekinetic powers for 6 months straight. It was her cutest phase yet and you just know there were many more to come.

There were also Eren and his friends who loved Amelia dearly whenever she came over to visit. Your little cousin refused to be called Uncle Eren and instead wanted to be called big bro, and in which Amelia happily complied. Whenever it was Amelia’s weekly “Visit Mommy at Work” day, she had her own room in your office where Eren and your other young associates would babysit her. In fact, they would actually take turns in babysitting at your condo whenever you and Levi went out for date night. Amelia was introduced to playing video games like Animal Crossing and Pokemon solely because of them (more specifically because of big bro Jean, big sis Sasha, and big bro connie.) They even ended up influencing her to watch anime when her big brother “Minmin” and big sis “Mimi” accidentally left the TV on and Amelia literally binge-watched half of the existing Studio Ghibli movies to this date.

Rule #3: Your children will think that you are Superman or Iron Man. Make sure to act like them and never let them down by ruining their innocence and imagination.”

(A little note was attached to this page: Please don’t let Amelia read this. Read her a fairy tale instead while skimming through this.)

“It all started when my daughter found an entire encyclopedia on ancient and legendary family clans around the world. The Ackerman clan was on the very first page after the intro and she read through all 50 pages of it. The look of awe on her face when she read that her dad’s ancestors exhibit physical abilities much higher than the average human. In a 7 year old’s mind and vocabulary, that automatically translates to a superhero akin to that of Superman.

Ever since then, My daughter has forced me to become more creative with doing very mundane tasks and chores. I pretend to have superpowers. Such as teleporting around the house whilst cleaning. I tell her to close her eyes or else my teleportation powers won’t work. Then when I cook in the kitchen and she watches me intently, I tell her that the salt and pepper have magical properties that only I can touch and hold because to her, at that moment, I was “Doctor Stwange.”

and one time, when I picked her up from school, she was babbling on about how she told her friends and playmates that she had two superhero parents she was very proud of. Then one of the other kids asked if I was a strong soldier who killed huge humanoid monsters using sharp blades. To which I replied that could have possibly happened in a different universe. Her hearty laughs and giggles whenever she sees me using my superpowers makes me anxious over the fact I have to tell her someday that my powers never existed.”

Whilst you were on your monthly trip, you and Levi would have private video calls whenever Amelia was finally put to bed. There, he told you about what happened in Amelia’s ballet classes that week and how the single mothers were more persistent than usual.

They could clearly see that Levi was not interested but apparently the fact that your husband waving his ring finger every single time someone approached him wasn’t obvious enough, apparently the fact that he was married made the risk even more worth it to these prying moms who had nothing better to do. It wasn’t until Amelia had enough and respectfully called them out by saying that his dad was married and he was never going to be interested in Karens (a slang word that she learned from Eren and friends) Since then, the invasion of parent to parent boundaries had finally stopped. Levi was very relieved and at ease whilst telling you the story yet you were laughing your heart out at the ingenious remarks of your very own daughter on top of the irresistible charm and looks of your own husband that made single mothers be damned.

Rule #4: The most important rule of all: Love your spouse as you want your children to be loved in the future.

“Since my wife is on a business trip right now as I type this and she may or may not know that I had written this book for her to read when she comes home, my daughter came up to me a few days ago and told me how she missed her mom so much. The video calls we had every night were not enough to satisfy her for the remaining days her mother would be gone. She then proceeds to tell me that she loves the way I love (Y/N). My daughter loved how patient I was and how I supported her through every endeavor that her mother had ever thought up with that brilliant mind of hers. She mentioned how I was there for her through every success and failure, through hardships, difficulties and misunderstandings. My daughter was happy because I stuck with her mother through everything. All the pain, suffering, conflicts that we both experienced individually and as husband and wife. Little ears and little eyes are watching and observing the actions and sweet gestures of their parents. Make sure to remember that.”

“What is gravy (grief) if not love persevewing?” (persevering) My daughter had even recounted a quote from the Disney Marvel show, WandaVision just to prove a point to me. That was when I realized something and decided to list down a few things:

1. The best lovers are the best of friends.

Levi’s relationship with you was rocky at first simply because the two of you didn’t have a lot in common. Your personalities clashed and the two of you could barely make things work in the beginning. He was always well-dressed, on time, and was very prim and proper. However, Levi was cold, strict, and unapproachable. You on the other-hand were quite the opposite. You used to arrive late, didn’t care too much about your style as long as you wore the appropriate outfit, but you were carefree, laidback and friendly. Having to set aside your differences was a process that required sacrifice, time, and effort. It took long and a lot of petty arguments before the two of you fully understood each other, accepted each other's faults and quirks, and became even closer. Both as friends and lovers. You and Levi treat each other not as just the “person I love and I’m married to for the rest of my life”, but also as a best friend for life. Soulmates

2. Their dreams are just as important as yours.

Levi’s dream was to open up a tea shop and start a family with you. That was all he ever wanted. The blissful simplicity of his in comparison to your techy and out of this world ambitions, goes to show how much they weigh as aspirations and wants in life. You have to value your significant other’s dreams and ambitions just as much as you highly value yours. No matter how hard or how simple they are, the both of you can achieve it with the help of each other. The only thing left in your agenda was to open up his long-awaited Tea Shop. You were about to surprise him with the plans of opening one up on the day of his birthday, and you just can’t wait for that day to finally come.

3. You have to let them be free.

Levi absolutely knew what he was getting into when he met you. It was love at first sight when he met you, He drunkenly admitted that one time when he’s had too much champagne on your friday date night. He knew that you were an adventurer. A wandering soul who had a goal and a purpose set in stone. He always knew you were going to reach greater heights and he knew that you would never leave him behind and would always have him go on a ride. He’s always known about your capabilities and your potential and he didn’t want you to stray away from that. And, if the time were to come that you had to leave him behind to soar greater heights, he’d understand that. He’d always let you be free and make sure you don’t fly too close to the sun. That was just how selfless Levi is. The thing is, he knows you would do the same for him. It was a perfect balance.

4. It is an honor to love and to be loved by them.

To be wrapped in the arms of someone who feels like home or has become the definition of home, To be stargazing with on a chilly summer night in where you talk about your future and your plans, To be sharing a cup of coffee or tea with in the morning and begrudgingly dancing with you against his will, To be watching your child playing in her room and do nothing but look adoringly at the most precious soul to have ever been produced by your encompassing love, and to be spending the rest of your life with someone who has done nothing but be with you through every pivotal moment in your life was such an honor.

It is an honor to be loved by Levi, as he is honored to be loved by you.

“...The end.” You close the book with a deep but contented sigh. Tears were welling up in your eyes and you’re trying your best not to break down in front of Amelia.

“Mommy… are you crying?” She tilts her head in inquiry. “Is it because you’re tired from work?”

“No. baby. These are happy tears, Lili. Don’t worry.”

Before you could speak up once more, you notice Levi had slowly sprung up from the couch, and began to stretch his arms. His eyes widen when he sees you from the opposite couch. “(Y/N)... you were supposed to arrive at 6 AM right? Amelia and I were supposed to pick you-”

Amelia opens her mouth to speak as she jumps down from the couch and crawls up to sit next to Levi. “Daddy! I showed Mommy the book you wrote! She loved it! Right, Mommy?”

“You did?” Your husband perks up from his seat, clearing his throat. “T-that’s not the entire book yet by the way. We had to give back the original copies to Erwin for reprinting. The self-help book is currently rising up the charts to be a New York Times Best Seller.”

Before Levi could properly react, you move to the free space on the couch next to him. Holding his hand and gazing into his forlorn yet loving eyes, you muttered. “Love, that’s amazing. I’m really really proud of you. Next time though, please do tell me that you’ve written a self-help book and dethroned all those mommy authors from the bestselling charts.”

Levi stifles a laugh, stroking your thumb and bringing you and Amelia closer to him for warmth. “I will. I will.”

Amelia looks up at the two of you, squeezing out of the sandwich, so that you and Levi can have your quality time with each other. “Goodnight Mom! Goodnight Dad!” She approaches the two of you so that she can be given her nightly kiss on the cheek as she retreats to her room.

“What if I write a novel too?” You joke, snuggling up to Levi, your husband wrapping his arm around you. “The title could be… The way of the Wife boss?”

“That could be a good sequel. A shared book universe. Then, Amelia could continue the collection when we’re old and sour as hell.” Levi mused.

“Pfft. I guess only time will tell. I love you Levi.”

“I love you too (Y/N).”

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