#the whole cast is tbh but what else is new?

[thegoldenshi-shi]

I just finished Trigun: Stampede, and now Mr. Stampede himself is back to ruining my headspace.

If you haven't seen it yet, do yourself a favor and go watch it!

[shouyuus]

─── Ⅵ CHAPTER FIVE: DON'T HATE THE PLAYERS

violet; 5,460 words; fluff, suggestive content, drama, hockey!vi, figure skater!reader, smau-intermissions, miscommunication, fake dating, lesbian situationships rly hit diff, toxic ex!cait, simp!vi, rival!sevika, inappropriate use of locker rooms, vi is down so horrifically bad its kind of sad tbh

summary: in which instagrams are posted, texts are sent, hockey games are played, and you try your best to make it back in time to gie vi her present.

a/n: a lot of things happen here. LOL but i promise they're not all bad! ALSO. the insta post picture IS NOT PERFECT but it was the best i could do. and i didn't have time to commission an artist to draw the exact image that i wanted :( but i hope it at least gives the vibe of the post. and... it starts getting frisky here so... yall have been warned!

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─── Ⅵ "OH SHIT, she said that?”

Vi grunts, rolling her eyes as she drops the deadlift bar with a loud thunk, flicking her belt off with her thumb.

“Yeah. I told her to fuck off.”

“Atta girl!” Jayce says, thumping her on the shoulder. Vi casts him a disgusted look.

“If you value your future offspring, Talis, never call me that again.”

Jayce laughs, reaching down to help Vi put the weights back onto the rack.

“I honestly thought it was gonna take much longer for you to, y’know —”

Vi pauses before straightening to pin him with a look.

“What? You thought I’d super hung up on her or something?”

Jayce shrugs, “Well, yeah. You seemed pretty deep in it when you two were together so…”

Vi sighs, carding a hand through her sweat-slicked hair.

“I mean, I was, but… I dunno… seeing her with that new girlfriend of hers… and just… her reaching out to try and — what… sabotage my…” Vi bites back the word ‘relationship’ so she just makes a vague sort of gesture and continues, “really kinda put things into perspective for me.”

Jayce hums thoughtfully, “Yeah, but that Nolen girl’s no joke either. Her whole family’s been in the military — her dad’s some sort of war hero, and her mom’s the daughter of a politician, I think.”

Vi casts him a sidelong glance before scoffing, “Wow. Mel really did her research, huh?”

At this, Jayce jerks up, sputtering, “Well — she just — you know — her family’s also — I —”

Vi laughs, waving him off, “Whatever dude… but I already knew all that — why d’you think Caitlyn even ditched me in the first place?”

Jayce frowns, “Wasn’t it… because her mom didn’t approve of you or something like that?”

“Yep. We had one dinner together, and her mother made it very clear that she didn’t think someone of ‘my elk’ was worthy of being with her daughter. Apparently, having an adoptive father who owns a local watering hole and coaches college hockey isn’t the exact pedigree she’s looking for.”

Jayce lets out a low whistle.

Vi grabs a dumbbell for bicep curls.

“And… it seems like Caitlyn really look her mother’s words to heart. Cause a few weeks later… well, you know the rest.”

Jayce sighs, “That’s… unfortunate. But hey, look on the bright side. Without Cait’s mom, you would’ve never had the chance to date an Olympic athlete, right?”

Vi’s mouth twists into a half-grimace as she puffs out a breath and flexes her arm up, her eyes focused on her form in the mirror.

“Yeah well — not sure what exactly we are right now so… who knows.”

Jayce folds his arms, “Give her time. I haven’t known her as long as Mel has but she’s still a really good friend and…” Jayce allows himself a tiny, slanted grin as Vi pushes through her reps, “Mel wasn’t lying when she told you that we’ve never seen her like this with anyone else before.”

Vi finishes her first set with a loud exhale, glancing up at him.

“Don’t go getting my hopes up like that, pretty boy,” but she’s smiling when Jayce bends down to hand her a bottle of Gatorade, “hasn’t anyone told you it’s not good manners to toy with a girl’s feelings?” she pitches her voice up at the end, wiggling her fingers through the air even as Jayce rolls his eyes.

A few minutes later, Jayce frowns as he turns back to Vi.

“You’ve blocked her number, right?”

Vi huffs, still counting beneath her breath, “— twenty-two, twenty-three — who? What? — Twenty-four —”

“Caitlyn’s.”

Vi grunts, straining through a few more reps before stopping to glance up at Jayce.

“No. Why? Should I?”

Jayce licks his lips, frowning slightly.

“Yeah. Might be a good idea.”

Vi shrugs, “Yeah. I’ll do it later.”

Jayce nods, “Good. Alright — abs, lets go.”

You’re antsy all the way to the airport, checking your phone every four seconds, your knee bouncing even as the cab driver pulls up into the terminal and opens the trunk to grab your bag with a smile.

You bolt through the doors, thanking the heavens that the TSA Pre line is nearly empty.

Just as soon as you get through security, Mel calls.

“Have you got it?” you ask, without even saying hello.

Mel sigh, “Yes, yes, but it won’t do much good if you’re not here to give it to her —”

“I know! I know — I’m at the airport, and just got through security. Are you and Jayce —”

“I’ll come pick you up at the airport — thank god it’s only 16 minutes away from campus.”

“And you’re sure we’ll still make it on time for the game?”

“So long as your flight doesn’t get delayed —”

“It won’t.”

Mel laughs, the sound soft as you speed-walk your way through the terminal, slumping down next to your designated one with a long breath.

“Alright then, darling. I’ll see you in a few hours,” Mel says.

You make a loud kissing noise into the speaker and hang up, your fingers automatically flicking through the open windows till you come to yours and Vi’s text history.

You grin down at it stupidly for a few more seconds before jolting out of your seat as one of the gate agents comes to shake your hand and help you board first. As you sink into the wide, business-class seat, you close your eyes, taking a few deep breaths. Your fingers fiddle with a thin gold chain around your neck and you bite back another grin.

You tug out the small teardrop locket dangling from the chain and flick open the clasp. Inside is nestled a single violet flower, pressed and perfect, preserved behind a thin pane of shimmering glass.

Vi makes a round of the rink, scanning the crowd with furrowed brows.

Nope. Nope. Nope…

She swears silently to herself, rolling her shoulders as the crowd roars.

You promised you’d be here tonight.

“And tonight, we’ve got our season’s top two favorites for the NCAA’s Frozen Four Championship — the Piltover Enforcers, and the Zaunite Barons!”

Vi grins as the stadium positively shakes with applause. It’s always nice playing on home-ice. Across the rink, she can see the huge, lumbering shapes of the Barons, and her jaw clenches as she catches Sevika’s eye.

They’d been something like childhood friends once upon a time. But after a falling out of meteoric proportions, they’d settled somewhere between grudging acquaintances and mortal enemies. Where they land on the scale on any particular day typically depends on the weather, the orbital tide height, and whether or not Mercury is currently in retrograde.

Though judging by the smirk that’s visible from beneath Sevika’s helmet, Vi thinks it’s nearing the mortal enemies end of the spectrum today.

All the players line up for the face off.

Vi bites down on her mouth guard and smacks her stick against the ice. Sevika skates up to her, bending down so close their helmets clack.

And for a brief, interminable second, Vi thinks Sevika’s going to stay quiet. But the moment passes and Sevika chuckles, the sound low and hoarse and utterly derisive. It sets Vi’s teeth on edge even before the first word leaves her mouth.

“Heard America’s snowflake-sweetheart’s got you wrapped around her little finger.”

“Tch. What’s it to you?” Vi’s eyes flash up.

Sevika’s smirk has morphed into a full blown grin, sharp as freshly turned blades.

She shrugs, keeping her voice low as the official says something or other to both the teams.

“Well… just a lotta people buzzin’ online about her perfect skate at her competition this past weekend and I’m just thinkin’… man… you must not be fuckin’ her right —”

“You —” Vi nearly jerks up, but Sevika presses in just a bit tighter and Vi grounds her teeth down over the mouth guard.

“Cause if you lemme **take her for a spin, you can bet your scrawny ass that she won’t even be able to stand up straight, let alone skate clean.”

The puck hits the ice as if in slow motion; Vi feels a white-hot anger mixed with something very much like hurt surging up the length of her spine as she watches Sevika’s stick make contact with the puck first. But she doesn’t care — she slams her body forward and feels her shoulder check into Sevika’s chest as they both go sprawling across the ice and the puck goes wide.

They scramble up and take off after the puck, now in Zaunite possession, Sevika’s shoulder ramming reflectively into Vi’s as they jostle down the length of the rink.

Vi cracks her shoulder back into Sevika and the momentary gap is all she needs to break away, circling wide behind the goal. Someone shouts Reverse! and Vi feels more than sees the tiny black puck make contact with her stick. Her body moves on instinct, and she’s halfway down the rink before the others catch up to her.

She allows herself a single, tight-lipped grin before someone slams into her back with the force of a speeding firetruck. The world spins, but a second later, Vi hears the unmistakable sounds of Sevika’s heaving breaths.

“Ha. Aren’t you glad your little girlfriend isn’t here to see you eat shit?”

Vi flips around and before she knows it, she’s swinging her left arm into Sevika’s helmet, knocking it askew.

“Vi!”

Vi’s whole body seizes at the sound of your voice, and she looks up wildly, but she pays for it a moment later as Sevika’s fist connects with her jaw and her head snaps back. She brings her elbow down against Sevika’s extended arm, her free hand grappling to keep Sevika’s head shoved against the ice.

A whistle blows and they shove apart, shaking their heads and spitting blood. Vi tastes iron on her tongue and winces as she rotates her jaw. There’ll be a nasty bruise, but it’s not dislocated, and Vi’s suffered much worse at Sevika’s hands.

Half a foot from her, Sevika is shaking out her arm, looking murderous as the official comes up to point them towards the penalty box.

Vi looks around, and halfway across the rink, she sees you, your eyes wide, your hands pressed over your mouth, Mel and Jayce sitting next to you, both looking worried. But you’ve got dark streaks painted on your cheeks, and it takes her a second to recognize the large “VI” written there — her number, her name.

The world melts around her as she meets your eyes, and you look so worried that she almost laughs. This is nothing, she wants to say, you ain’t seen nothing yet, princess.

But the second is short lived as the official skates over and jerks his head towards the penalty box. She sighs, begrudgingly skating over and settling herself as far away from Sevika as humanly possible as the clock starts on their five minutes.

When all’s said and done, the game is a good one — with the final score of 3-2 in Piltover’ s favor. Sevika gets another penalty, but Vi manages to keep her cool. And by the end, everyone’s sweaty and tired, but riding high, and Vi can’t help the way she once more scans the cheering crowd for your face.

But, you’re not there. The seat next to Jayce and Mel is empty, and Vi can’t help the clawing, hollowing sensation that burrows up her chest from the base of her stomach.

“Don’t look so disappointed,” Margot teases, bumping Vi as they all clamber off the ice.

Vi narrows her eyes, “What’dyou mean?”

Margot only grins, shooting Vi a wink before following the rest of the team towards the lockers.

Her phone buzzes and Vi glances down, only to see a single line of text from you:

come to the figure skating lockers. i’ve got a present for you.

Electricity zings up Vi’s limbs as she pivots hard left and makes her way down the heavily padded hallway towards the figure skating lockers, tugging off her gear as she goes. By the time she gets there, she’s managed to get most of her upper pads off, shucking them outside the door, leaving her in her loose jersey and pants.

She pushes through the thick metal door into the figure skating lockers. They’re smaller, brighter, and generally cleaner than the hockey team lockers. Vi’s never thought herself a stickler for things like nicer locker rooms but stepping in, she can’t help the way that her eyebrows shoot up.

“Whoa.”

“They’re not all this nice.”

Vi whips her head around so fast she almost gets a crick in her neck at the sound of your voice. And there — standing next to the far row of pure white lockers, with your hands behind your back and her number (her name still painted on your cheek), you.

“Yeah?” she asks, even as she drops her helmet on the thickly padded floor and shuffles forward in her skates. She takes her time looking you over — and objectively, she knows it’s only been a few days since she’d last seen you, but it feels like forever, the way time stretches endless when you’re a little kid on the playground and eternity is just another thing you can take for granted.

You purse your lips around a shy grin and Vi almost groans as she notices the bright pink ribbon tied around your neck like a choker. You’re wearing the little black dress that you’d worn to that sorority party, the one that’s been the subject of one too many of her dirty daydreams — her varsity jacket slung around your shoulders.

“Sweet god, princess… is this the present you have for me? Please tell me it is —”

You let out a soft puff of exasperated laughter.

“No! I mean —” your eyes cut away as you shift your weight from one foot to another, falling back half a step as Vi takes a few steps closer. “I-if you want it to be — this can be — uhm — an additional present —”

“Mm… I don’t think I want any other present if I’ve got this one —” Vi says, inwardly thanking the heavens that she’d kept her skates on as they give her a few more inches as she corners you against a row of snow-white lockers, so bright they’re almost blinding.

“I — well that’s —”

“Mm… cat got your tongue, princess?” Vi asks, reaching up to tug your chin back towards her as you try to glance away.

You suck in a short breath, your lashes fluttering as you meet her gaze with yours — dark to light, amber and ice.

There’s adrenaline coursing through her system, and Vi knows she’s still riding high off the win, off the knowledge that you’re here, and that you’re here for her. She looks you over with reverent eyes, her gaze lingering on the dark paint now slightly smeared across your cheeks in a large “VI”.

“I… I got this for you a while back…” you say, pressing something into her chest. Vi pauses, glancing down to see a small black box wrapped in a length of bright pink ribbon the exact same make and color as the one around your neck.

Vi falls back a step to take the box in her hands, turning it over.

“What is it?”

You shrug, a tiny, bird-like movement. Sweet and almost daring.

Vi grins as she traces a finger along a single ear of the perfectly tied bow.

“Can I?” she asks.

You nod, chewing on your bottom lip.

Vi tugs on the ribbon and it comes loose with a whisper. She opens the box to reveal a simple, teardrop locket set on a golden chain. She picks it up, letting the locket dangle from her fingers.

“Go on, open it,” you prompt, looking both bashful and eager. Vi gives you one more glance before fumbling open the locket to reveal a single snowflake, carved into the thick glass set into the middle of the locket.

“Oh.” Vi breathes, her voice nothing but a whisper. She stare at the locket, at the simplicity and delicacy of it. And then, she looks back up at you.

“It’s — Mel and Jayce helped me pick it — I didn’t know if you even wore stuff like this but —”

“I’ll wear it,” Vi says, letting the pendant drop into the palm of her opened hand. She offers it to you with a lopsided grin. “Can you help me put it on?”

You nod, a bit breathless, even as you take the locket from her and undo the clasp with trembling fingers. Vi grins as she leans in to let you fasten the chain around her neck, reveling in the tiny kiss of cold metal against her sweaty skin as she pulls back.

“So? How’s it look?” she asks.

You stare at the locket, and then up at her, and she swears she can see your eyes go molten.

“It looks… good.”

“Good,” Vi whispers, reaching up to finger at the tiny pink bow still tied around your neck. You suck in a breath, going still against her as she ghosts her breath along the long column of your neck. And she thinks she can almost hear the sound of your heart pounding against your ribcage by the way your pulse flutters in your neck — she sure as hell can feel her own traitorous heart thundering away in her chest as she glances from the bow around your neck up to you and back down again.

“Can I?” she asks again, though this time, her voice is gentle, imploring, something like a plea as opposed to question.

She revels in the way your pulse flutters beneath the bright pink of the satin.

“Y-yeah —” you say, your own voice a harsh scrape of sound over a burgeoning need that Vi can almost taste on her tongue. But, she wants to take her time with you, she thinks, so she trails her fingers up to your neck and teases at the rabbit ears of the butterfly bow before tugging one end loose. And just like before, the ribbon gives way much too easily, and something gold shimmers as it drops from beneath the pink satin.

She stares.

It’s a gold chain identical to the one around her neck, with a teardrop pendant strung from it that mirrors her own.

This time, when she glances up, her eyes are wide, almost disbelieving.

Your throat bobs as you clench your fingers at your sides, resisting the urge to lift your hands and help her.

“What…” her voice trails off, disbelieving.

You lick your lips. “Go on — open it.”

Vi nearly fumbles the locket twice before she gets it open, and her short intake of breath is the only sign you get that she’s seen what’s inside. You hold your own breath, watching her face as it flickers through a film-frame series of emotions.

“Is that —” her voice is hoarse; she clears her throat, running a thumb over the glass.

“Yeah,” you say, reaching up to take the open pendant from her, glancing down at it yourself, heat pricking into your cheeks as your eyes settle on the pressed violet.

She’s kissing you before either of you can say another word, and the force of it nearly slams your head back into the lockers but Vi’s hand is somehow there to cushion you, her fingers digging into your hair as you gasp open for her wanting mouth. It’s not a sweet kiss and there’s nothing gentle in the sting of her nails raking against your scalp as she presses you close, and then closer.

It’s a clash of teeth and tongue, skin and sound — your tiny, surprised squeak eclipsed by the low moan that reverberates from her chest to yours as she licks into the hot cavern of your mouth and feels you soften against her — sweet as sun-warmed honey.

“F-fuck princess —” Vi hisses, pulling back with a panting breath as you let your head fall back, gasping for air even as she yanks you towards her till both of you are toppling onto one of the long benches, your legs falling open to straddle her thighs, her hands poised over the round of your hips.

You look down at her, running your thumbs along her cheeks eyes flickering over her face — and the admiration caught behind the fractured glass of your eyes is so obvious that Vi almost turns away, embarrassed. Instead, she leans up to nose into the triangle of your threading pulse, delighting in the shiver that chases down the shape of you, in the involuntary way your thighs squeeze on either side of hers.

She grins, inching her fingers beneath the hem of your little black dress, groaning as she finds the winged hollows of your hipbones and realizes, half a breath later, that you’re not wearing any panties.

“Holy shit — w-were you like this the whole game?” she asks, her eyes going wide with awe.

You bite your lips, cocking your head to one side as you reach up to brush away a strand of hair from her forehead.

“No…” you say, but your voice trails off and you glance towards the side. She follows your gaze to the left, only to find your bookbag sagging against one of the far lockers. A smirk twists her lips as her eyes slingshot back to you.

“Oh wow… so…” she drawls, trailing her fingers ever so slowly up the bare skin of your hips, hitching the hem of your tight black dress further and further up till it’s barely covering what she now knows is your bare cunt.

“You came in here and took them off… just for me?” she bats her lashes at you, her skylight eyes going dark and liquid as she watches you fidget above her. Your tongue swipes across your bottom lip and Vi has to physically bite back a moan.

“Maybe I did — what of it?”

Vi’s smirk stretches as she reaches up to tug your face down towards hers, so close you can taste her breath dissolving on your tongue like sugar into tea.

“Princess…” she says, and her voice is so thick with desire it might’ve been spread there with a butter knife, “I thought… you wanted to take things slow.” Her fingers have successfully rucked your dress up high enough for it to gather at your waist, though she keeps her eyes on yours and makes no move to take advantage of the fact that you’re now entirely naked from the waist down.

You shrug up a single shoulder.

“Right… but I also remember telling you that I’m not the best with impulsivity…”

Vi laughs, the sound bright and honest. You giggle, pursing your lips, your cheeks tinted such a darling shade of crimson that Vi doubts rosy-fingered dawn would’ve had the power to eclipse it.

“Good,” she says, reaching up to cup your face with both her hands, bringing you down to tease her lips over yours, her words soft and indulgent, “cause honestly, I’ve never been the best with that either.”

She’s about to kiss you again, content to lose herself in the intoxicating drag of your lips on hers, but a text message alarm blips from her pants pocket and it jars the both of you from your desire-induced trance.

You blink, a slight frown creasing your forehead as she reaches into her hockey pants and digs out her phone. You sit back slightly as Vi clicks on her screen to see a slew of notifications dating back till god knows when, but the latest is sent from a few seconds ago and only reads:

New iMessage from cupcake 🧁

“What the —” Vi frowns.

But a second later, you’re pushing off her lap, and Vi catches a glint of the hurt in your eyes before you’re tugging down your dress and wrapping your arms around yourself.

“That’s Caitlyn, right?” you ask, your voice tenuous.

And for a second, Vi seriously considers lying to you, telling you that it’s someone else — that it’s Powder or even one of the girls from the hockey team, but she sees the fractured look in your eyes and knows that she can’t.

“Y-yeah — it is but —”

You suck in a deep breath, your fingers twisting in front of you even as Vi pushes up from the bench to try and reach for you. You jerk away, your back hitting the lockers with a loud clang that set’s Vi’s teeth on edge, even as she clenches her fist and drops her arm.

“No, it’s — it’s fine,” you say, making your swift way to your bag and snatching it up, digging around for your phone before shouldering the straps and rounding the benches again. And maybe it’s the sheer desperation curling up her chest, or the fact that the name had just come up on her screen but when she opens her mouth again, Vi says the worst possible combination of words —

“Wait, cupcake —”

You physically flinch at the pet name and Vi squeezes her eyes shut with sigh. Fuck.

When she opens her eyes again, you’re by the locker room door, your hand poised on the handle. You shoot her a single, broken backwards glance before pulling it open and slipping away.

Vi stands there, held still by the oppressive silence and the bleached-white metal all around her. She’s frozen for a single second longer before she swings her fist into the row of lockers next to her and pain ricochets up her arm from her knuckles, and her fingers pull away, already bruised.

“Fuck!”

Your fingers are shaking so badly it takes you three tries before you manage to punch the call button on Mel’s speed dial. She picks up after a single ring.

“Hey there, darling — well that was quick — we’re all heading to the after party if you —”

“Mel — c-can you come and p-pick me up?”

Mel goes quiet, and then —

“Darling? What’s wrong? What’s happened?”

“N-Nothing I just — can you come pick me up?” you hiccup halfway through your sentence, wiping at the fat, traitorous tears welling up in the corners of your eyes.

Distantly, you can hear Mel saying something and Jayce’s voice answering back. A moment later, she’s back on the line.

“I’ll come get you, but you have to tell me what’s wrong. Why’re you crying? Did Vi do something?”

“No — it’s — it’s nothing — I just d-don’t feel very good —”

Mel sighs, “Alright then, stay where you are and I’ll come get you. I’ll be right there, okay?”

“Yeah — t-thanks Mel.”

You hang up the phone and dart into the nearly abandoned parking lot, the crowds have long since dispersed, leaving you thankfully alone. You slump against the outer wall of the rink and suck in a deep, shuddering breath, reaching up to rub at your eyes with an angry palm. You cast your eyes up at the ruefully clear autumn night, the moon hanging fat and low, the stars twinkling with their cold, far-off light.

Approximately five minutes later, Mel pulls into the parking lot, mercifully alone, rolling down the windows as you rush forward and let yourself into the passenger’s side of the car, sinking into the seat with a bitten-off sob.

“Oh my darling… what happened?” Mel reaches over to give your hand a squeeze.

You bite your lips, blinking hard at the dark tarp roof of her convertible, clutching at your bag.

“Sh-she got a text from ‘cupcake’.”

Mel stares at you for a solid three seconds before slumping back into her seat and reaching up to pinch her nose bridge.

“I’m going to murder Jayce.”

“I fucked up — I fucked up —”

“Whoa, whoa — slow down — what the hell happened?”

Vi nearly chucks her skates into the already dented lockers just as Jayce makes an abortive move forward as if to stop her. She drops her skates and buries her face in her hands instead.

“Caitlyn texted me, and — and I never changed her contact from ‘cupcake’ —”

Jayce groans, running a hand through his hair.

“I thought I told you to block her?”

“I forgot, okay?” Vi says, tugging so hard on her own hair that Jayce has to reach out and smack her hands away.

Jayce sighs, leaning back against the lockers, looking over the shape of her. He can’t help the tiny grin that hitches his lips or the small puff of helpless laughter.

“Wow.”

Vi looks up, “What?”

Jayce just shrugs, “No, it’s just — been a while since I’ve seen you down this bad.”

Vi flips him off, “Fuck you, Talis. Yeah, laugh it up — look! It’s Vi! Piltover’s favorite train-crash lesbian, fumbling yet another —”

“Y’know, one of the things about being in a nice, committed, completely non-toxic long-term relationship —” Jayce says loudly, cutting her off despite the murderous look in Vi’s eyes, “is that you learn real quick that you’re always gonna be the one that’s wrong, and that your dear, darling, perfect girlfriend will always be the one that’s right.”

He grins, bitten-lipped and open-palmed. Like this, he looks almost like the politician that Vi knows Mel’s parents so desperately want him to be.

Vi frowns, “What’re you getting at, pretty boy? Spit it the fuck out — I don’t have the patience for your bullshit right —”

“And you know what people do when they’re wrong?” Jayce continues in that chipper, Sunday-morning commercial voice of his. He leans forward even as Vi leans back, the frown digging ever deeper between her brows.

“Uh… cry and punch things and shoot for a new PR at the gym?”

Jayce snorts, but at least Vi’s smiling.

“No, you fuckin’ fratbro son of a — you apologize.”

Vi’s gaze goes flat. “Ah. Right. Of course — why didn’t I think of —”

“And then — ” Jayce continues, raising his voice even higher, a finger pointed up in the air as if he were delivering the valedictorian speech at graduation, before he twists his hand and pokes it into Vi’s jersey-clad chest.

“You do better.”

Vi’s breath catches; she blinks up at Jayce before swallowing around the peach pit in her throat.

“R-right…”

Jayce hikes both of his eyebrows comically high. Vi glances up towards them before puffing out a breath.

“Think you can do that?” Jayce asks, his voice now finally back to normal.

Vi chews on the inside of her cheek before shrugging up a shoulder.

“Dunno, but… I really wanna try.”

Jayce thumps a fist into her chest.

“Good answer, Lanes. Now. Phone.” He opens his hand palm up.

She blinks at it for a second before sighing and digging her phone from her pocket and dropping it into his hand.

Jayce punches in the password without breaking eye contact, pulling up her text history and turning the phone around to face Vi as he clicks — Contact > Info > Block Caller — on Caitlyn’s number.

He hands it back just as the screen goes dark.

Vi stares at the long crack running through the center of her screen before the phone lights up again, this time, with a text from an unknown number.

Jayce barely glances at it before smiling.

“That’ll be Mel.”

Vi’s eyebrows knit as she flicks open the screen. There are two texts in quick succession:

i’ve gotten her to agree to come to the afterparty.

Do not. Fuck this up.

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[youreverydayfangirl]

LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO

pairing: max verstappen x singer reader

summary: the one where she's gone radio silent, everyone settles down and someone begins to plot revenge

warning: online hate, mentions of cheating

a/n: i thought i should switch between real life and online so i could feed you guys more

face claim: sabrina carpenter

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y/nsprivate healing with my girls

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thatoneartgirlalex what are friends for???

-> y/nsprivate I THOUGH JUST BEING HOT TBH

keekslikestospammmm and you better get your cute but downstairs cause we're going out

-> y/nsprivate OKAYY GIVE ME TWO SECONDS

leosfather GO QUEEN

-> y/nsprivate alex is training you i see

livbereallydumb SMASH SMASH SMASH

-> y/nsprivate me whenever i see you

itssabrinaaa YOU DON'T NEED NO TINY DICK MAN AND SKANKY FRIEND

-> y/nsprivate 😭😭😭

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Y/n felt a small smile creep up across her face as she went to turn off her phone. She looked up at the warm sun which had begun to set, casting a golden glow along the beach infront of her. The peaceful quiet of the beach was a sharp contrast to the chaos and heartache she had left behind. Still, it had been hard to stay in the moment and she often found her mind drifting back to everything that had happened. Something that seemed to play over and over in her head. Although it seemed everyone else had moved on.

She'd barely touched her phone, forced to reinvent herself and tune out what others had kept saying about her. The whispers, the hate and the betrayal had gone with a swipe of her finger. But the sting of it lingered, a wound that refused to heal.

She quickly grabbed her stuff and shoved it in the bag which lay beside her feet as her mind went to the two girls who were currently waiting in the lobby. They had been rocks for her through this whole ordeal. The trip was supposed to be a fresh start for y/n, a place to forget, but somethings weren't so easily buried.

Y/n hadn't been able to fully trust anyone since exbsf had turned her life upside down. The breakup, the voice recording, it was all too perfect.

Revenge is what had kept circling through Y/ns mind over the past few months. A lot of people had hurt her, turned against her, but their was one person specifically that Y/n kept thinking about. Maybe she wasn’t healing just yet. Maybe she was plotting her rise.

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y/nsprivate not even sad anymore guys, just really mad tbh

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thatoneartgirlalex AND AS YOU SHOULD YOU CLOCK EM

-> y/nsprivate you know i will

keekslikestospamm NEW SONG YOU BETTER SHOW US SOON

-> y/nsprivate trust me i will

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Y/n found her self sitting infront of the piano for the first time since everything had come out. She hadn't wanted to, because that would mean that it was real.

But after pushing from both Alex and Kika, the girl finally felt like she was in a spot were she could poor out her feelings. But something felt different this time, she had never felt this angry before.

She sat at her desk, the sunset infront of her casted a shadow across her face. Her notebook was open, was scribbled sharply expressing her inner turmoil. She tapped her pen on her desk, staring at the page infront of her, one line sticking out specifically.

All I think about is karma.

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exbsf 6 months with you <3

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landonorris my gorgeous girl

-> exbsf your too cute

user1 I CANT BELIEVE THEYVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR 6 MONTHS OMG

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user3 pov its been 5 months since y/n disappeared 😭

-> user4 GOOD RIDDANCE

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thatoneartgirlalex and happy to see it

-> y/nsprivate stop i love you so much

keekslikestospammmm i can still through hands though right?

-> y/nsprivate KEEKS NO

leosfather as your honorary big brother i could not be prouder to see how much you've grown as a person

-> y/nsprivate CHARLIE STOP

livbereallydumb I JUST WANNA GIVE YOU A BIG HUG

-> y/nsprivate you saw me yesterday....

itssabrinaaa livbereallydumb wanna come to portofino with me for no specific reason

-> livbereallydumb already on the flight babes

-> y/nsprivate YOU GUYS BETTER NOT BE KIDDING RIGHT NOW ASSHHH

-> itssabrinaaa SUPRISE

-> livbereallydumb we wanted to make it a bigger thing then realised we dont really know where to go and we dont speak italian

-> itssabrinaaa didnt think that one through 100%

-> y/nsprivate 😭😭😭

TWO WEEKS LATER

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im trying to make the parts longer cause i feel like there too short

also do you guys like the switch i feel like i wanna give you guys more than just short SMAU chpaters

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[mukimokai]

having "childlike wonder" doesn't mean a character is "childish" or a little baby

childlike wonder is an attitude: of finding joy in the mundane and enjoying the simpler things in life. Having an inherent interest and excitement in new things, places, and experiences. Wanting to take in every detail of something, even if it's something small. It drives exploration and discovery, wanting to know how the world works and figure it all out. Having inquisitive minds. Being fascinated by the world around oneself. Being open to new perspectives.

childlike wonder doesn't mean "childish."

Yeah. I believe Alhaitham can see Aranara. It makes perfect sense because he has every quality listed above.

Yes: Alhaitham has childlike wonder. No, he is not childish. There is a distinction between "childlike wonder" and "being childish"

So can he see Aranara? Most likely yes, it's probably canon: Web events have always been that way anyway, always introducing you to the characters and their respective personalities and interactions if there are any. Web events are canon in the sense that: if the scenario happening in the event took place, this is how the character would act in said scenario.

Yes, I do think there is enough evidence he can see them just looking at his character as a whole: plus why else would the Sumeru lobby have us turn into Aranara if almost the entire Sumeru cast were adults that the Aranara don't inherently trust? The only character who would've been there in that case would've been Nahida but we had Alhaitham and Nilou as well? And it makes sense for them to be able to see the Aranara so like. I was actually completely unsurprised that Alhaitham and Nilou could see them so uhhh-

oh and also. to the ppl who say "Kaveh can't see the Aranara bcz he's traumatized" girlie. the one child in Yoimiya's quest was going through such a traumatic illness and she could still see them.

Kaveh can't see the Aranara not because he's traumatized or whatever. but because he's pushed away his past. Kaveh is actively removing himself from childlike wonder in favour of idealism: he is constantly chasing after his goals, constantly trying to do more and more, constantly striving for perfection that he forgets the mundane, everyday things in life due to the sheer amount of stress he is putting on himself on a day-to-day basis. Kaveh is also not open to new perspectives; following his own ideals to a point and shutting away anything that contradicts his ideals. He is not an inherently curious character either; we've only seen him comment on a few things that pique his curiosity (i.e. the one voice line abt lightning) but as a whole, he's not interested in much else if it doesn't have to do with the arts or things he is passionate about which is unlike Alhaitham who seems to take an interest in literally everything other than gossip.

again: childlike wonder and being childish are different things, PLEASE understand that...

i might have 50 million people come at my throat for my take on all this but like ykw idgaf: I'm entitled to my opinion and this is how i see the whole situation.

I do think people who said it's "out-of-character" for Alhaitham to see Aranara are either mischaracterizing him or they don't understand what exactly it takes for Aranara to be seen by adults. Maybe it's both; i know a lot of people skipped the Aranara quest dialogue, and, for the longest time, Alhaitham has been one of the most wildly mischaracterized characters in the fandom (and still is being mischaracterized to this day unfortunately) so idk tbh.

and ppl always say Nilou is bland so like... i don't think ppl pay much attention to her at all which is unfortunate because she's really silly actually. Nilou stan number 1 right here tbh.

idk it's just my thoughts on it: yeah I do think it can be seen as "basically canon" but I don't think it should be used to justify "omg!! hahahahah they're so childish lmaoo!! alhaitham and nilou are such babies ahahah!"

like. gen. nuh uh. what.

yes i call them babies because they're my babies but that's just bcz i like their characters, i called them that even before this whole fiasco with the aranara... so like. uhm.

this was way longer than i planned it to be. sorry for the yapfest holy.

considered not posting this but eh who cares, it's just my take lol

[firstkanaphans]

sarah what do you think of all the casting changes that were announced today?

I’m waiting out a three-hour layover between flights so don’t mind if I do.��

MU-TE-LUV, change from Luke Ishikawa to Leng: This is a really bizarre change for several reasons. Mostly because what the hell else is Luke even doing? But also because it pairs Leng with Jan, which is…a choice? I actually think Leng is a better actor than Luke (Sorry, Luke), but now I’m wondering if this means Luke’s leaving GMMTV. I wouldn’t blame him. GMMTV won’t let him be gay because he’s a big macho man or whatever and GMMTV has also stopped making het dramas unless you’re Nanon, so what else is the man supposed to do?

My Magic Prophecy, change from Tee to Save: Another odd one simply because My Magic Prophecy is already filming and Tee doesn’t have anything else lined up. I saw people saying that it’s probably because they’re planning to pair Tee and Dew (??????), so they don’t want to introduce Tee and Franc as a pair in My Magic Prophecy, but that doesn’t make any sense considering Dew is about to star in a love triangle with OffGun. Personally, I’m not a huge fan of Tee, so I’m glad Save’s getting air time so soon. Plus, this opens the door for us to possibly get some FirstSave interactions, which I'm totally here for!

REVAMP, change from Santa to Barcode: Barcode will make a fantastic vampire! I hope he’s evil. This change isn’t surprising considering Santa has both “Love You, Teacher” and “Me and Thee” on his schedule in addition to all the Jasper stuff. I’m mostly just sad we won’t get to see him act with Boun and Prem again.

REVAMP, change from Luke Peemsan to Aun: I have no feelings about this one. I’m happy for them? Or sorry this happened? Y’all let me know.

Memoir of Rati, change from Aye to Kapook: We’ve known this one was coming for a while since Aye is filming Hide & Sis instead (which is a much juicier role than playing a woman in a BL). I’m mostly just surprised the Twitter girlies predicted Kapook correctly. How did they know? She looks beautiful in costume and I’m excited to see her act with Great, but I don’t have high hopes about her finally finding love in this universe. Why is she doomed to be single forever?

Friendshit Forever, change from Mook to Emi: This one displeases me greatly. Half of the draw of Friendshit Forever was getting to see Mook and New act together again. Without Mook, this is probably going to be a skip for me, but it’s certainly not Emi’s fault. She’s more than up for the task. I’m surprised they’re even still making this one tbh. It’s been two years. Pat isn’t even with the company. They should just cut their losses and replace this whole series with a new EmiBonnie GL.

[johanna-swann]

Before 911 comes back this week:

One thing I've been thinking about in regards to Buddie is that, whether you like the ship or not, it wouldn't really add anything to the show. (Hear me out.)

We already get a handful of very tender, emotional scenes between them every season or a quick moment of Buck acting as a somewhat fatherly figure towards Chris, we already see them bantering or hanging out after work and helping each other out with the big important things. Both characters are already well established mains. They already have an amazing and unique relationship and are family to each other. They already have a kid (sort of). They already know each other inside and out. And all of that is nice and great even for fanfiction, it's a very comforting idea that they could just fall into that romantic partnership they both yearn for so easily.

[I say both, but personally I think for Eddie it's more anemoia than anything else. He thinks he wants what he believes he had with Shannon, but we all know their romance turned very rocky the second things got serious. Between getting pregnant young and on accident, being constantly pressured by their entire social environment, Eddie enlisting then re-enlisting and Shannon leaving when Chris was about 4 years old… They only ever lived under one roof together for months at a time if the timeline is supposed to make sense.]

Anyway. If either of them found a different partner it would add a lot more fresh content to the show which it desperately needs these days tbh. The new love interest would be a completely new character or at least a side character we now get to know much better. The couple would have to work on their relationship and on building something new together. They'd get to know each other slowly. They'd also get to interact with the firefam and be introduced to that family. There'd be a lot of new dynamics and just generally a lot more wiggle room than you'd have with Buddie.

They had a chance to do that with Tommy and fumbled it. Now I know Bucktommy sparked quite some controversy in the fandom, but that doesn't mean it couldn't still work with another character or even with Tommy if they ever decided to bring him back.

Marisol's actress was unpopular with us (fair, she's a transphobe), but before they decided to jump the shark and break out the Doppelgänger plot I was actually invested in Eddie (re-)learning how to build a romantic partnership with someone on both their terms - not society's. Ana was more a symbol than a girlfriend to him and maybe he wasn't ready to be dating seriously at the time, but when Pepa started bugging him about dating again in 6b it actually made sense. He had his whole getting therapy and getting better arc in s5, more time had passed since Shannon's death, it felt like the right time to give Eddie a romance plot again. But then the Doppelgänger plot happened and that progress was nipped in the bud.

Before that we had Taylor and it was amazing how she and Buck almost had a similar energy going as Bobby and Michael at times. Sneaking around, solving mysteries, being brought in for questioning. The usual. There was also this uncertainty in Buck on how to navigate his first stable relationship that actually could have a future. (Ali didn't live in LA fulltime and they only dated for a short while, he loved Abby but let's be honest they were never gonna last.) And it was so easy to let Taylor be a part of the work related plots? She's a reporter, of course it's plausible she shows up on scenes or during investigations. The writers were on to something here, she's still my favourite out of all of Buck's and Eddie's love interests.

But the point is that if they ever decide it's time Buck or Eddie to settle down (please, I am begging) and with the way 911 works (ensemble cast on a procedural drama that doesn't allow its characters to change) there's much more potential for interesting plots with an outside character who isn't part of the firefam yet instead of adjusting the flavour of a relationship we've already had 6 seasons of.

[calypsocolada]

I BET U THINK ABOUT ME | nanami

(click here for part two!)

synopsis: nanami's getting married to the wrong girl. authors note: Hiiiiiii, not really sure what this is tbh haha but it was super fun to write and HEAVILY inspired by i bet u think about me by mother taylor swift cw: swearing, angst wc: 1.5k

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Everything was perfect and white just like the dress that fit her like a glove. Her hair pulled back in an intricate braid. With lace and a labor of love it drifted down the aisle as though it was floating, carrying her right towards the man she loved. Her face was like an open book. The pure love and affection in her eyes brought tears to everyone else's. Gentle music wandered through the sun lit room, large stained glass church windows casted a hue of colors just above the groom that bounced off the white lace of her dress. 

Everything was perfect. This was her day, the day she’d waited for half of her life. To walk down the aisle and be handed off to someone she loved. To look in his eyes and know he loved her just as much as she loved him. To be bound in matrimony. All the shortcomings and bumps in the road lead to this. Lead her right to him. Walking down in heels that she hated with her messy hair pulled back out of her eyes that were golden rimmed. This was her day. 

But it wasn’t Nanami’s. 

And the moment her excited eyes met his it was like he’d spoken right to her. With all the love and affection in her eyes they were met with hesitation and guilt. His brown eyes shone with a gleam as they swept up her dress. It was like he was seeing a ghost, or someone entirely different. She stopped where she stood and everyone stared at her but she was only looking at him. His eyes said everything that his lips couldn’t translate. She remembered two nights ago suddenly. When he held her hand, he was shaking, she’d just kissed his knuckles and told him to go back to sleep. 

He tried to tell her then. And she knew it all too well now.

“Honey?” Her father said to her left, his arm still interlocked with hers. His voice sounded miles and miles away. She took one last step forward, thinking foolishly and hopefully that this was just the last minute jitters playing cruel tricks on her. But the man she loved with all of herself only swallowed dryly and exhaled, his eyes slowly looking down. 

Because although she was bathed in white lace all he could see was that damned elegant olive green velvet dress. And her doe eyes that teared up had been replaced with sharp eyes and lips that almost always curled in a smirk. The man she loved blinked, his face twisted like his mind was at war with his heart and time stopped. Because she wasn’t standing in front of him anymore. 

You were. 

Someone he’d tried to block from his mind. With your infuriatingly beautiful hair and quips that always made him want to laugh. 

He blinked again. In the span of ten seconds it was like his life with you played through his mind like an unkind rewind. 

All the mistakes he made, all the ones you made. All the fights and sex and love and laughing. He used to look at you with unabashed love and affection. You were every face in the crowd, you haunted him like a beautiful and cruel specter. You were the waitress that served him drinks the night before, the person smiling at him from across the street, the actress laughing behind the screen, and the woman he really wished was walking down the aisle right now. He blinked again and you were gone. Just like all those times before.  

What a goddamn mess. 

“Honey?” In the silence of the church her father spoke her name once more. To her it felt like hours since he’d last spoken but really it had only been mere seconds. She blinked numbly as the man she loved, with his blond hair slicked back just the way she liked it, an array of colors dancing off the stained glass windows took a step forwards as his brows drew in and a whole new emotion colored his face.

Shame. 

The deepest and darkest shame that pulled tears quicker than anything else could. She cried as he stepped off the stage. Everyone in the crowd watched in shock, eyes darting between them. 

The room was deathly quiet as their eyes met. She knew. She knew what he was going to say and she didn’t want to hear it. She didn’t want to believe it. Her gut had screamed at her over and over again but she was so naive and swept up in him she didn’t want to see the signs. The signs that told her the man she loved had never loved her. She turned from him, she turned and she ran. The heels she hated tossed from her feet as her tamed hair bounced and came undone. 

The man she loved wasn’t going to chase her down like she wanted more than anything. A naive and romantic part of her thought he’d catch her wrist just as she got to the large church doors. With his strong grip and serious eyes, his other hand would comfort and cradle her cheek, his thumb swiping at her tears. He’d apologize, say he was just scared and pull her back on that altar. He’d kiss her silly after the preacher said he could kiss his bride. And that be it. She’d be his bride and he’d be her groom. But that was just her naivety. 

And as he watched her go he knew once again that something had stained his mind. Something stuck to him so fervently that even when he forced himself on the altar you still haunted him. It seemed even the skeptics weren’t immune to ghosts from the past. Because on a day dedicated to white all he saw was your favorite color. So without a word Nanami straightened his tie, he didn’t look a single patron in the eyes as he walked out the side door and towards his car. 

You had started seeping back in, slinking into his life without even knowing. You two ended things on bad terms, Nanami was always working and you’d never been great at being alone. So you broke up on a September night, the cold just settling in. The chill biting as you packed your things into the car, Nanami racing home to stop you. To beg you to stay, to give you another empty promise. You were practically kids then, barely nineteen. You two had been together for two years before you up and left Jujutsu high, tearing his heart out of his chest and stealing it away with you. Nanami hadn’t really been the same since. Since meeting a girl at a bakery and trying to move on. But things were never over in his mind. He always held out hope that you’d come back, that he’d be enough for you. 

Nanami clicked something on his phone. A text he’d received hours before the wedding from a number he didn’t recognize at the time. But the contents of the text shifted everything. Nanami had everything planned out. Everything was running like a well oiled machine and suddenly one text was enough to blow the engine. 

you: i know you probably don’t want to hear this from me but gojo told me you were getting married. i’m happy for you. congratulations!

That was all. He didn’t want your congratulations. He didn’t want you to be happy that he’d moved on. Because he hasn’t fucking moved on, he’s more miserable now than he was then. And it’s all because of you, because of him being stupid enough to let you go. Nanami liked to think he was a good person. That he understood things, that he was practical. But when it came to you it was like he lost all sort of sense of right and wrong. He knew karma would circle around after the mess he’d just incited. Nanami tossed his phone into the seat next to him, he loosened his tie and sunk into his seat, hands gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles flashed white. Nanami loved control, loved knowing his life was in his hands. But it wasn’t anymore. He turned on his car, grabbing his phone once more. September. The same month you left him. What a cruel coincidence. He sighed and clicked on your number, bringing it to his ear. It rang once. Twice. His stomach churned. Third ring and an automated message. 

“Hi this is y/n. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you.” Beep. Silence. Nanami swallowed and just started spewing out words. 

“I don’t know if you're asleep or not. I know our time zones are different. I just-- I wanted to talk to you. I don’t want to say what I have to say over the phone but I need you to know. I still love you. I’m not ever going to stop. I ruined my wedding, I ruined everything. Just,” He sighs, knowing he probably sounded like a damn fool. “Please call me back.”

[the-gricker]

Is this anything fiansissel nation

My thoughts/headcanons/ramblings about her under the cut

❥ Her last name is Lâm because she is Vietnamese because i said so. Call me a Pro EX9240 3LCD Full HD 1080p Wireless Projector with Miracast the way i'm projecting

❥ She's a very confident yet humble woman! She takes great pride in what she can do, laughs off what she can't do, and is very social and friendly unlike her husband. In the old timeline, she was the type to put a lot of responsibility on herself and not really give herself much of a break, even if she was on the verge of snapping from all the pressure. She's still like this in the new timeline, but it's toned down less thanks to the help of Yomiel and the others.

❥ Her job is a social worker! Originally she wanted to be a nurse but after some events in her life she decided this was better for her and it turned out to be much more fulfilling

❥ Her hobbies include fashion (the whole shebang like cosmetics, clothing etc.), needle felting, and sea glass collecting

❥ She embroiders her own little patches or things on clothes sometimes because most stores don't have exactly what she envisions most of the time

❥ She loves marine life! She adores aquariums and the beach! She doesn't have a favorite, but she likes nudibranches and moon jellies a lot

❥ She met Yomiel in high school and they both went through a lot, so much so I don't think I can summarize here. I might just make it a fic tbh

❥ She's unaware of the previous timeline due to not being exposed to Temsik radiation when she died and it was too late to revert her fate regardless. She still easily believes the whole thing with Sissel (the cat) having the powers of the dead and whatnot though (if Yomiel ever has the courage to tell her about it)

❥ Sissel (the cat) adores her and vice versa. She is his namesake after all! She spoils the little guy so much and she never snitches whenever he gets a little mischievous, regardless if she's aware that he's an immortal cat with ghostly powers or not

❥ She knows Lynne pretty well! She along with Jowd and Cabenela are the only people that are on her side when it comes to how they all see Yomiel, but she's the "closest" to her out of the rest of the cast since she had the most time to see her

❥ She's amazing with kids! Not only because it's part of her job but she just loves to see them be happy! Alma and Jowd trust her greatly with Kamila as a result

❥ The red ribbon in her hair is the only keepsake she has of her mother who unfortunately passed away. She's very attached to it and plans on passing it down to her future kid like a family heirloom

❥ When I depict her younger, she's more average. But for the current age she's at and onwards she's a lot more thicker since it's my way of making it clear that she's moving forward to a more stable position in her life.

❥ you don't understand she went through THREE redesigns because i couldn't come up with a good ghost trick-esque hair style. It was making me pace back and forth how i got literally everything else down outside of the hair. If you want to see those concepts go ahead and ask!

[moonlightequin1]

hehehe I'm here again to share my thoughts about the new halloween event and Yuu. >:D

Jamil sort of trying to 'comfort' Skully is SO cute?? The angst is building up and I honestly hope Yuu can somehow play a bigher role in helping Skully, especially since they seem to share similarities.

But now that I think about it, sometimes it throws me off to see how majority of the fandom portrays Yuu as the overworked "therapist" who's tired of everyone and everything. Especially when it's clear to see that the cast helps out eachother a lot, while Yuu shared only a few 'deep' conversations with the boys throughout the game and also gets protected during fights. I feel like it takes away from the boys characters when the moments that show them caring about eachother and helping eachother out are completely being ignored or seemingly being re-written as Yuu doing all the work.

I totally don't mind when someone writes their Yuu to do all the 'therapist'—work, but seeing this under almost every comment section that includes Yuu is rather tiring. Especially since in-game Yuu doesn't seem to hate their stay in twst all that much.

I hope I don't sound rude haha, I guess this kind of ended up being a bit of a ramble? Sorry if I do! TnT

Hey again diggoes!!!

I actually do agree with your statement about the whole fandom's portrayal of Yuu being an unpaid therapist and TBH I thought the joke/meme was very funny at first until slowly, the joke started becoming less funnier to me when that's all people talked about when it came to Yuu's character. While Yuu isn't purposefully involving themselves in overblot incidents, they do help others without really complaining about it.

I think that one of the major reasons Yuu is labelled as an unpaid therapist is also because of how we, mostly a lot of the players for this game, tend to get tired of NRC's BS and may project that kind of feeling to Yuu (who is basically a self-insert character), which leads many of those in the fandom to think that way.

However, as you have stated, Yuu isn't the only one helping everyone out. In fact, a lot of the overblots are resolved from teamwork and cooperation on involved members. It's a group effort done by all sides of the parties despite NRC students having a knack for being selfish and prideful jerks who prioritise their needs/desires above everyone else.

But I believe another reason many tend to feel that way is because being in Twisted Wonderland, specifically in NRC, wasn't a choice that the player OR even Yuu gets to choose voluntarily which is something I would agree on partially. And unlike other characters in the game, Yuu and Grim have been involved in every single dangerous/life threatening events and even get to be involved with certain things that are far too personal for acquaintances such as them to get involved (particularly Diasomnia especially in book 7).

Although Yuu hasn't had any moments where they are shown to hate their stay in Twisted Wonderland, it is important to note that they seem to be homesick depending on the choices you choose in Book 7. Yuu doesn't really get a choice on many things, but it doesn't mean that they help begrudgingly. They help even without receiving anything in return.

With all that being said, if people were regarding this about Yuu, then the same should be said to apply to Grim; who has shown far more disregard and complaints about their involvement compared to Yuu. HELL– we even see Grim complain about the fact that Yuu helps out other characters too much. Sure, Grim starts AND stirs a lot of trouble, but a lot of times, it isn't really done intentionally. He can be naïve and really insensitive.

That's what I have to say about this topic at least! I don't really mind the 'unpaid therapist' concept with Yuu, but it does get overdone in the fandom and it does seem to disregard the efforts of the other characters too. Although, I do think that the unpaid therapist concept joke can work with people's own portrayals of Yuu, in-game Yuu hasn't really shown their complaints so far. Well, except with Crowley.

Thanks for the new message! ❤️

[stars-are-above]

Info dumping abt my post finale Inanimate Insanity au/hc!

WARNING SPOILERS FOR THE ENTIRETY OF II

This is a rly long post and sleep deprived written so be prepared

Heyo hi! my brain is currently rotting sooo I’m going to rant abt it!! wooo anygays strap in for this yap fest. Ik s4 coming out soon but let me have my fun for now 😔 Not adding s1 remaster into account until thats over I don’t want to confuse myself

First I’m just gonna start off where the characters live. I’m only gonna list out purg/mepad mansion residents +extras cause if I did hotel hoot I fear we’d be here all day so anyone I don’t mention they just live in the hotel :)

Mepad/Purg mansion-

Obviously the og group is still living here (Marsh, Apple, Bow, Dough) plus Knife now cause he’s dead (sobs) and due to ii18 ending I’m guessing Suitcase is joining also them.

It makes the most sense for Box to also live here, Suitcase and her are basically instant friends and it might be slightly awkward in the Hotel with objects like Trophy, Nickel, Balloon, TK and everyone else. She’d definitely visit the hotel a lot but her main residency would be here. 

Taco lives here mostly cause 1) guilt 2) she has a rocky relationship with both Paper and OJ and 3) its so much less chaotic then the hotel  and this girl is one anxiety attack away from cracking and ending herself 😭.  Tho she visits the hotel (and more specifically Soap & Mic) 2 times a week so it’s all good!!

TOILET LIVES IN MEPAD MANSION i scream as they drag me into the infirmary. okay so maybe I’m so brainrotted with both Sour swirl (toico) and toipad but he lives here trustttt. He’s probably reallyyy injured so he can’t go back to wherever he resides (since he’s not a part of meeple or melife) and still wants to process Mepads death so it makes sense that they nurse him back to health here. Plus everyone has a new found appreciation for him after everything!!! Go my Suitcase and Toilet friendship and Toico agenda!!!! 

Frequent visitors are Pickle, Mic, Soap, Paintbrush, Balloon, OJ and Paper. You can probably guess who’s visiting for who.

Testtubes “secret” lab-

Back with another “Star pushing their ships onto everyone” find out what happens next time on- *explodes*. Okay but seriously I feel like TT, Fan, PB and LB would be living here just as a silly poly couple. Every day is like what silly adventures do we go on today?! And every Saturday is movie night!!! God I love them.

Bot probably has a room there however, Bot lives everywhere tbh. They also have a room in the Hotel (which is rly just a shared room with Goo). Bot and Goo are like kids that the Polylights babysit a lot to the point that they’re basically all family but not rly related. Idk if that makes sense it’s 3:00 am and I’m tired as fuck ;-;

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Now with the living arrangements out of the way, here are some important hcs!! 

-Everyone who got killed by MephoneX in the finale has a scar where he stabbed them (he stabs them in my humanized au with a spear it just makes sense to me shhh) -Mephone4 & 3GS sometimes visit & call the contestants (mostly the ones that forgive 4 cause everyone loves 3GS lets be real) both of them are Bots goofy uncles -Lifer, TK, Taco and Soap are the official doctors/healers of the cast. Need to be bandaged up? Go to Lifer. Sick as fuck? TK will gladly make you the most delectable soup or Mac and cheese that will heal you and ur inner child. Don’t know if the berry’s you found in the woods will kill you? Taco will lecture you on the different kinds poisonous fruits. And you need cleanliness tips? *cough cough Fan cough cough* Ask Soap and she’ll give you a whole shower routine.  -On the other hand, TT, Fan and Pickle are the tech experts for everyone. -OJ teaches Suitcase how to not go bankrupt and commit tax fraud -Mepad is currently being fixed by TT -Balloon has somehow, by some miracle, has not popped yet /silly -Taco homeschools Apple sometimes! She’s doing very well and is actually able to understand most words now :) 

I might update this list later with more important things but this is all can think of rn

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That’s about all there is to this rn I hope at least someone found some coolness in this idk sorry its written so poorly its currently 4:23 am, I haven’t slept at all and I’m about to crash out. Adhd I hate you. Anygays good bye and have a silly and joyess day!!!

Side note everyone in the cast is currently in therapy yippee!! <3

[heavysass]

as much as i generally like the new reaper-sojourn interaction, as it is nice getting any ties of chase to the og overwatch team and knowing reyes had friends even when his reputation was on its lowest, it also makes the thing they are hellbent on avoiding so much more noticeable

why is one of overwatch's most notable critics, and in that probably one of the biggest haters of blackwatch and their deals, the one offering comfort to the worst offender? and not, you know, his best friend? one of the very few who are actively worried about him as far as current canon lore tells us? at least his protégé who is due to an actual confrontation with him? tbh /to me/ this interaction feels like it could've worked better with anyone else from the strike team, but exposition on why gabriel went to talon concerns jack and cassidy above all else

it genuinely is so strange seeing how connected characters all have something to say to each other even in the non-canon limbo that is in game interactions, but the gabriel-jack bond, which is one of the actual bases of the whole story, and which often shows up when these two are concerned in the extra lore content because it is pretty unavoidable to their characters, seems to be actively glossed over in game /where it actually matters/. they have mean rivalry kill chatter against each other and that is it. all you get is the knowledge soldier 76 is actively following reaper now, no reasons beyond taking talon down. if your only contact with overwatch is what is currently in game and the famous cinematics you could never guess their importance to each other's build up, when every other iconic duo, as ow is obsessed with yin-yang types, has at least some solid nods going on (sounds silly to people who care about any of this, but go check any lore explanation video comment section on youtube and see how many casuals are only vaguely aware of the lore through in game interactions and second hand word)

(it is awkward, since we are getting these little but thoughtful interactions scrapped off pve recently to half the cast. even OW1 never quite delivered anything big about their past but they had their familiarity. and i mean, they did talk to each other at least)

........on the other hand, that interaction is also fascinating because it makes code of violence even more of a bizarre tipping point. gabriel's, and not reaper's, aknowledgement of vivian's support and worry makes his choice of abandoning his friends, his family, his goddamn small child, to play a violent assassin terrorist so funny. this dialogue puts it quite plainly, it was an active choice. they keep painting him as more of a massive asshole or a complete rancorous dumbass with every new personal lore drop, the contrast to what we believed (or knew, before the change of writing direction) of noble gabriel reyes in the golden era up to retribution is almost surreal

[miimo96]

So crunchyroll just released the voice cast for the english dub of the vigilantes and I gotta say, other than the usual voice actors I was expecting on here like aizawa, all might, midnight and even Deku, I dont recognize a single person on this list at all and tbh after doing some research on their voice cast as well as their previous roles, I honestly don't know how I feel about these casting choices, because aside from some of them on here playing a few minor roles I'm familiar with, I just don't know how they will do as the vigilantes or even know if they will do these characters JUSTICE yet, especially considering the main character's VA hasn't been in anything yet at all, or hasn't really been in anything too noteworthy. So I honestly don't know how they could do in the end when it comes to portraying these beloved characters, all I can say is that they definitely missed a HUGE opportunity because if you've seen my fan castings, then you'd know exactly what type of voices I was hoping for in this series, oh well I guess we'll just have to wait and see how they do before I can REALLY judge them,

My only concern is that hope they don't make characters like Pop step sound completely annoying or make characters like koichi or Knuckle duster sound like typical shonen protagonists or muscle heads in the end, like actually give them some layers and don't just make them just sound like complete generic characters you'd see in anywhere else, other than that judging from what I've seen so far, I've gotta say the anime as a whole is looking really great, from the animation, to the charecter designs and marketing for this show, to even the absolute BANGER intro and outro, I especially even love how they went with the comic/manga booky approach of it with them adding in things like panels, bright colors, text bubbles and etc, it just FEELS like the type of thing youd see in vigilantes, so yes I have to say they absolutely COOKED with this show in the end, it feels like they actually understand the source material and are trying their best to please both the fans and make it appealing for new comers, so while I do have some concerns, VISUAL wise they succeed, now to only find out if they cooked voice acting wise, well anyway those are just my thoughts, whaddya think?

[halfetirosie]

▼✧♦ "Enter this contest!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said. ♦✧▼

(Exercise 21 - 24 React-os!)

1) WILSONNNN!!!!!

Yes, I know I already made this joke, but I don't care. (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

Funny coincidence tho; Cast Away was actually playing on T.V a few days ago! I of course had to watch it---I realized I haven't actually watched it in probably over 8 years---and it's a good-ass movie, ya'll!!! If you ever get the chance to watch it, you should!!!!

I also think it's neat that Eiden has canonically seen Cast Away...Or at least, he's aware of its existence through memes.

2) Fuckin hell bro, Quincy is so endearing, I can't handle it!!!!

It's so Dad Energy™ to zonk out at the beach and get buried in the sand, tbh. ♡

And Eiden's really living up to his Little Devil nickname! 😈

3) Premium Sooley + 🐾 Cat Dad Dante 🐾 content!!!

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Dante: "Ha, look at you guys playing around! Pathetic!"

Dante: *Is literally playing with his cat*

Now watch, Dante's gonna claim this isn't "playing" but is just training Sooley to get used to the water---

PFFFT!!!! (≧∇≦) Called it!!!!

I mean, you do know it can be both playing and training, right, bub? 😅

He's such a prideful little stinker!!!! ♡♡♡♡♡

4) GUYS, IN THE AUDIO AT THIS PART

🚨🚨🚨DANTE LAUGHS!!!!!!🚨🚨🚨

*Obnoxious squealing*

*Swoons so hard I fall down the fucking stairs*

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*static*

Dante is seriously having so much this event, and it's such a joy to see!!! This dude might have been borderline forced into participating, and he might be using "research" as an excuse, but this is the happiest we've seen him in, like, a long time!!!

No, seriously, think about it! The previous 3 event he featured in (Sunburst Fever, Blood Secret, and Desert of Dusk), Dante was busy with official business. They were pretty damn stressful for him.

But my mans has finally caught a break!!!

(⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ ◡ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝)

5) ASSIGNED DORITO AT BIRTH!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I know that the lil' symbol is probably supposed to actually represent Dante's tattoos, but I'mma just pretend that they're his sharp-chin head on a Dorito body:

6) This can be interpreted in two ways---

Extremely horny

Extremely threatening

7) A WHOLE NEW MEANING TO THE WORD "LUMBERJACK"

(⊙ ㅁ ⊙)

BITCH BE FELLING TREES WITH HIS BARE HANDS!!!!

😱😱😱😱😱

Sometimes I kind of forget that Quincy has the potential to be really fuckin scary... He's so likable, but he could crush somebody's skull without even breaking a sweat...

8) I also kind of forget how excellent all of the clan members are in combat scenarios...

These dudes are literally sending lethal attacks back and forth, dealing with them all seamless.

On the one hand, it makes me proud of our bois, being so talented and all. But also, seeing them go all-out against each other is kind of a harsh reminder of how, at least in this respect, Eiden really is the odd one out...

9) Wait, did he have his tail out during this event????

THEN WHY DIDN'T THEY PUT IT IN HIS SSR?!?!?!

WHAT THE HELL, WE WERE ROBBED!!! 😡😡😡😡😡

10) Oh, come on! Really??? (◔_◔)

Did they really need to turn this into an "everybody wins" scenario???

Look, I love a happy ending as much as the next guy, and I know that the stakes of this event weren't exactly high. But this ain't a kids show that needs a squeaky-clean non-controversial ending. I want someone to win! Give us a clear winner!!!

Fuck it, I'll say it;

🔥 DANTE SHOULD'VE WON!!!! 🔥

I mean, COME ON!!! He absolutely crushed it this event!!! And he wanted to win more than anyone else, too!!!!

My dude finally had a mini-vacation for the first time in ages---LET HIM HAVE THIS!!!!!

DANTE GOT ROBBED!!!!!

11) Damn, poor Eiden! :(

Our boi was so close!!! I was really rooting for him!!! (I know I said Dante should've won, and I still think so; but if anyone else were to be the winner, it should've been Eiden. He really put a fuck-ton of effort into this event; gotta love an underdog!)

😂 Eiden really is being a great sport about this!

(And that was probably the funniest way of congratulating those three on their great performance in the competition.)

⚠️WARNING: GLOOMY COMMENTARY AHEAD!⚠️

But idk, man...

Maybe it's because I get way too immersed/empathetic when reading, but I feel way more sad about Eiden's loss than I probably should be.

Like, obviously, losing doesn't feel good. Nobody likes failure. And since Eiden is the protag, we're all sorta on his side by default.

I guess I boils down to what I said earlier; in comparison to the clan members, Eiden really is the odd one out. He doesn't even come close to their power; and even when he was trying his hardest in this competition, the odds were so insurmountable, there was no way he could ever win.

🤷 It just pokes at an inferiority complex that feels shitty.

🌸 End of report! 🌸

[petrichal]

One Piece 1141 Talk: there's a non-zero chance that This Guy might come back and i'm totally being normal about it

*pictures of Enel and Elbaph falls out of my pockets as I try to collect them in a panic* okay waiT so LISTEN-

(This is a chapter review so I wanna talk about it first before going into my dumbass prediction lmfao-)

Started off with Nami complaining about not getting treasure and can I just say how cute she looks here just a tiny thing on the edge of the ship. She can have all the treasure she wants idc 🙂‍↕️

(You might think she's a coward but I got really reminded of how she'd jump over rooves during Water 7 (during the RAIN even) and I appreciate these moments where its like. If this was a normal person, they'd probably NOT hang over the edge of a flying ship lmao. In the world of monsters roaming over the sea where Nami might be seen as normal, I love how these tiny reminders that she's very much not that.)

Then we see Nami joining up with Usopp (which was SO cute btw that he was showing her off and "hey hey watch it" when other people compliment her on her looks) and Usopp drunk is the funniest thing actually?? "Is there no hero who will draw Excalibur from its sheath?!" is so fucking funny to me and then HE SLAPPED THE SWORD ON HIS HEAD SKDHLSKJ

If I had a needle stuck on my arm and someone went and tweaked it, I would've been on the news dawg like why did he do that LMAOO

Comedy Piece did NOT stop there too, because we cut to Luffy and Zoro and in a bizarre (but not unfamiliar!) turnout, we got banter between the two of them where Luffy plays the straight man to Zoro's shenanigans.

Zoro kicking Loki and saying "oh so he's really injured" like yeah man I bet he is now dshfdkl and Luffy looked like he's had enouGH lmao. Oda's on his A game with the Strawhats' dynamic on Elbaph, I really find myself laughing in some moments throughout the chapters we've seen so far. It's definitely a mood change from Egghead, that's for sure.

And speaking off mood changes (and i really love Luffy's face here btw)-

Hajrudin comes in from the sky and warns Luffy again of Loki, that he's really this "cunning, cruel, vicious, backstabbing and conniving villain", and that if he's said anything sympathetic, then he was lying.

I want to highlight this and say that, well, Hajrudin probably knows Loki better than us or Luffy. But one thing we know about Luffy is that he's a good judge of character, and if he says someone's trustworthy then they probably are, 80-90% of the time. It's interesting to me because it feels like we're going into that "is Shanks evil or not" territory but with Loki instead, and the narrative is trying to convince us of either one "truth".

This page is crazy btw. Loki reveal crazy. His looming figure casting a shadow on his face as Luffy looks up- Giants really are terrifying, and it's on one hell of a panel to be reminded of the fact.

And see here that Loki had been lying, not through his words but with his actions.

He pretends to be passed out so Zoro could let his guard down and unlock him, and it's definitely an underhanded move on his part. Whether it's done out of malice or something else is unsure though, because it's not like we know Loki's whole deal yet (aside from that one time he said he'll be the Sun God to ruin the world or smth along that line which is…. concerning tbh), but one thing for sure is that he's probably going to raise some havoc on Elbaph before any of them can subdue him.

The next thing is. Um. My Enel prediction- Which I admittedly have a bit of an agenda on because I'd be so happy if it happened purely on the basis of it'll be really damn funny (for me)-

This seemed like foreshadowing to me. Elbaph is on the road to ruin, some way or another, and it'll be by fire or lightning.

Now you might think what the hell does Enel have anything to do with this other than lightning being mentioned, but I want to connect the murals found on the moon with the Harley's legend. There's clearly an emphasis on ancient civilizations in Elbaph and on the moon, and it would be cool (and also timely) to see both perspective intersect. If there's anyone to weigh in on the lost history of the world, hell, Enel might just be the one to have something to say about it 🤔.

Fire being the ruin to Elbaph feels impossible at the moment because Devil Fruits that has to do with burning or heat that we know of have been accounted for already (Sabo, Akainu, even Oven).

Loki might have a Devil Fruit that has something to do with the "sun/sun god" because he proclaims himself as such and had a great desire to procure the Devil Fruit and killed his father over it, and that Devil Fruit might have flame-related properties (Not to keen on this though- 3 is already too high a number for similar DFs imo).

You know what hasn't been accounted for though? One whose Devil Fruit is quite literally the element mentioned and no one else has anything similar to it???

BAM. ENEL.

It's either him or some freak weather patterns that'll rival Raijin Island to burn Elbaph into a crisp (hell, maybe even NAMI????), but if Enel really shows up, just know that I'll do a big YIPPEE and jump around like an idiot. That's it, that's my bet on predictions that I'm gonna hold on to- and if it's not on Elbaph, surely Enel's gonna show up at some point (☝️🤡)

[utilitycaster]

"There is zero attempt to extend anything but bad faith."

standing ovation for tidily describing this fandom in a nutshell tbh

Thanks, but I'm talking about a particular subset, the handwringy overwrought appeals to emotion crowd for whom the gods can never under any circumstances be redeemed, so unless you are also talking about that specific small piece of the fandom, I disagree! I actually think the fandom at large has been pretty receptive to the story as it's being told. And honestly, even when I've been in fandoms that frustrated me greatly with widespread bad faith interpretations (Midst and WBN have both had problems here)* they've come around when more obvious evidence came about. Better late than never.

I do think that an issue in this fandom, and fandoms at large, is not so much bad faith but as someone else said, motivated reasoning (though in the case of something the motivated reasoner dislikes, will become bad faith). A lot of people decide how they want to the story to go very early, often in a manner that validates their own existing real-world politics (even if they're not super applicable to the situation at hand) or personal preferences. I mean, that's in the end the source of a good number of shipping bad takes - people decide two characters must be in love and so even if they start dating other people and not talking to each other anymore, the motivated reasoning shipper decides that ACTUALLY this is all a front and the actor's blinks are in secret code and the relationship will definitely break up and the True Love was Always Endgame no matter how many times the creators say "no, it never was our intention to have those characters get together." But even then I think the silent majority of most fandoms are just. vibing and happy to be here. It's just that motivated reasoning people are loud.

And I'm not setting myself apart here; I'm loud and I'm certainly not without bias. My motivated reasoning tends to be based on foregone conclusions that I think are more likely to actually play out, I think, and I try to be self aware about it, but like, I do tend to assume stories will be good and follow some narrative lines and use the hints they drop, and that is itself an assumption because some stories are poorly made. Like, for example, with the gods, I do think that there is very little chance Matt is going to tell a story that's like "hey, Ashley, you know your first ever TTRPG character, who brought you into this friend group and whose life's purpose is to restore worship in the Everlight? Bad news, Everlight's a genocidal cunt and she's gotta die." That's obviously not my only evidence here. We've got the whole opening scene. We've got the fact that the non-Aeorian NPCs who aren't divine companions we've spent time with have been a sickly old man granted peace in death, a gnomish woman granted solace after being cruelly mocked by Aeorian forces, and the beggars who didn't have food despite wagons of supplies going to Aeor, whereas the Aeorian NPCs have been guards, slimy bureaucrats, teens badly beaten for minor crimes, and a drunk cop; the defaced and forgotten temple in a poor neighborhood that is heavily surveilled from afar because its laborers are unwelcome. Hell, as I said before it aired, the fact that the main PCs are gods and not Aeorian mages is a very deliberate and telling choice on its own. But yeah on some level, while I think Bells Hells have the space to decide to kill the gods since they are those same cast members (thought I doubt that is what they will do), I do not think Matt will tell an earlier story that says "hey, everyone at the table except Marisha? your beloved character(s) whom you played for all or most of a campaign followed a rotten-to-the-core lie."

Going off the meta of creators is a bit risky - a lot of dumb D20 discourse is based on assuming Brennan's leftism is the same as Very Online I Do Not Dream Of Labor Leftism and not his actual "the BBEG is the exploitation and undervaluing of labor and the dehumanization of others; labor itself can be deeply fulfilling, you just shouldn't be forced to rely on your capacity to do labor to the exclusion of all other things to be housed and fed" leftism and reasoning from there - but it's certainly more reliable than going off reasoning of "I as a random private individual want the gods to die for whatever the fuck reason and therefore that is the correct thing to happen and any other outcome is bad."

This is very rambly because I just got up and maybe it's that it's a nice morning and I can actually enjoy a leisurely breakfast before going into work unlike most of last week and much of the rest of this week, but for all I proudly identify as a hater, I am very much a lover of fiction and I want it to succeed and I want it to not just validate me. Like, if I hate on something it's because I wish it were better, but I don't hate on something just because it presents a different viewpoint than the one I already held. And I think you have to bring that good faith to fandom as well. If people are being idiots and assholes then yeah you don't need to keep acting like they're valid for that (I mean, they're valid in that everyone has the right to their opinions, but not in the sense that you need to grant those opinions intellectual consideration on par with thoughtful and evidenced meta and theories) but I do not actually go in assuming the fandom is going to be wrong and dumb and disappointing, and I think that's why I've found such enjoyment in it. Most people are chill! Chill people just tend not to loudly say WOW I'M SO CHILL AND THIS STORY IS GREAT.

*one bit of salt to cut the sweetness here but also still weirdly positive: the way I've dealt with that and specifically WBN is that I am trying to write one piece of meta after each episode that doesn't attack people or anything, just lays out my thoughts respectfully. Be the change you wish to see. I think a lot of people in fandom see someone disagreeing with them and go "OH YOU CAN'T LET US HAVE ANYTHING" and frankly this is the cause of almost all fandom unpleasantness I've experienced (in the sense of people seeing me say I don't like something and acting like I shut them down instead of simply didn't vibe), but it's important to remember that isn't how it works. Even if you do think the fandom has widespread bad opinions, you can change this by being thoughtful and patient and putting forth better ones. I mean there's limits, and if a fandom is genuinely hateful, get out, but if it's just surface-level takes for something that should be deeper? Be the one who shows the depth.

[yandereunsolved]

If the yans hate me touching my co-stars casually they are going to hate the end of most of our plays- because the professor is a hopeless romantic and he keeps either picking plays with romantic endings or changing them to have romantic endings, which is really funny when I think about it because it means most of the usual cast has kissed on stage with the rest of the usual cast, and also done the whole "method act relationships" which means there are like 3 different "couples" every time we start a new play and I have been asked if we're cheating on each other or poly by girls who realize we either start "dating" someone else a or just stop dating few weeks later, and I've also been asked if the entire theatre department is in a polycule because someone will have a fake partner and then kiss their real partner right infront of them and it's great, the yans would hate it because nobody could ever give a coherent answer about whos dating who, which means that even if they tried to spread the rumor that like, I was dating them and cheating or something (I can't imagine what they'd do other then just kill my co-star so, cheating rumor it is) people would just be like "huh, I wonder who thought they were dating, oh well" It's great, also if they killed my co-star I think I'd force them into the play but specifically as prop holders or background characters (we have enough of a group to have understudies, which tbh makes the relationship rumors even weirder because the understudies need to make chemistry with each other and the main actors because we don't know if we'll need to replace someone until the day of the play) anyway, the Targaryen's would be sitting there seething because the ending of a play is a kiss and there is literally nothing to hide the fact it's a kiss (unless the actor specifically asks for it because they aren't comfortable kissing, but I don't usually do that because I don't have a partner and don't mind most physical intimacy with people as long as everyone involved knows it's platonic- which the yans would also probably hate) but I'm also imagining the batfam with this because I think it'd be really funny if they can't info gather about my relationships past or present simply because everyone has a different answer- the school news paper has a section dedicate to break ups and get togethers for some reason, and that section has another section dedicated to theatre students specifically because the more dramatic theatre students- a rare breed for us, I know- will publicly and very over emotionally break up with eachother at the end of plays when they no longer need to make chemistry, and as such the batfam would be left trying to ask around because this couple broke up a few days ago?? why have they both gotten with someone else already??

-☀️ (sorry my response took so long- I've already got a project due for organic chemistry and have been focusing on that for a bit, so I didn't see your response until just now)

Don't feel bad for taking a second to respond! I take long to respond too. We've both got lives outside of Tumblr. You come first in your own life. You responding back to my responses can come somewhere below that.

The Targaryens would be having a day. A week. An existence. Like it isn't as if they can just kill everyone. ... Can they?

You are going to have to tell them no like cats. Probs get a spray bottle. It's mostly for Aegon. Aegon wants to date everyone you have 'dated' to learn more about you.

It also makes me think if they'll wonder if you are in some sort of brothel-theater mashup.

"Oh. But you kiss everyone. It's only a problem when I try to do it!?" (Aemond & Daemon, probably)

Helaena would just love to see the props and watch the rehearsals.

Alicent would like sowing costumes for you.

Rhaenyra is oddly protective in a way (besides the whole yandere thing) like "If one of them hurts you I will break all the bones in their body and have them strung from the ceiling. Love you, sweetheart. Have a great rehearsal."