#there truly is no greater compliment as a writer

[izunias-meme-hole]

Top 15 Final Fantasy Villains

(In My Opinion)

Number 1. Sephiroth (Final Fantasy VII) - Sephiroth is one of the hardest bosses in gaming and a genuine horror villain. He is a tragic monster born from science, and a loyal “son” fo his alien mother, Jenova, but he’s still scary as hell thanks to his god complex, unlimited strength, ethereal vibes, years of experience, his ability to live off of pure spite just so he can make the lives of his enemies (and Cloud) complete hell. His appearance in of itself is creepy due to how beautiful, yet unsettling it is, thanks to his silver hair, green snake-like eyes, and perfect physique which is complimented by a black coat. However the most dangerous things about him are that he’s completely delusional, his strength is unmatched, and just how far he’s willing to go to distort other peoples sense reality, specifically Cloud’s sense of reality. Sephiroth a tragic character and a phenomenal villain.

Number 2. Kefka (Final Fantasy VI) - Were it not for Sephiroth’s existence, and the fact that this clown’s debut game being at the end of an era, Kefka would definitely be number 1 on here, and get more respect. Aside from that, Kefka is basically what Majora is to the Zelda series. A completely insane, and legitimately funny villain with a desire to destroy everything, however the difference is that Kefka is a mere jester with magic powers that became god! Plus he actually did send the world into ruin, but because of a little group of heros with hope, he was utterly defeated. So while Sephiroth is indeed ethereal, delusional as hell, and a horrifying nemesis, Kefka is the better manifestation of the pure unadulterated evil a person can bring, with the right tools.

Number 3. Ardyn (Final Fantasy XV) - Ardyn Lucis “Izunia” Caelum is the near perfect mixture between Sephiroth and Kefka in a way. He’s got the same “funny man wants to watch the world burn” vibes like Kefka, but he’s also a creepy, vengeful, tragic, and very personal villain, much like Sephiroth. Ardyn was once a messiah, a healer who was going to become a king, before he was betrayed by his brother, Somnus, and the gods, and cursed to be made immortal via daemons. So after centuries of imprisonment, he decides to take revenge upon his own kin, AND the gods. A simple motive, but in all honesty the amount of trolling he does in order to achieve  it, is truly gut wrenching sometimes, and it gives you the motivation to plunge your blade into his chest, but at the same time… you kinda feel slightly bad while doing it too for some reason. He's a villain that you love, hate, and pity in the end.

Number 4. Kuja (Final Fantasy IX) - Kuja is one of the more unique Final Fantasy villains because of his personality. He’s a narcissist that wants to destory, which isn’t new for most JRPG villains, but he’s also flamboyant as hell, and talks as if he’s in some kind of play where the world is his stage. He isn’t funny like Kefka, nor is he as intimidating as Sephiroth, but you can feel that wasn’t the route the writers were taking with his character. If anything he’s a pitiable, destructive, and flamboyant narcissist, but the Dissida series expands upon his character a lot in a way that kinda gets you hooked. So yeah, Kuja is unique alright.

Number 5. Ultimecia (Final Fantasy VIII) - This time manipulating witch is all style over substance, but god damn her style is really terrifying. She also has quite the presence, much like Sephiroth before her, so its not like she's sitting on her ass all day.

Number 6. Professor Hojo (Final Fantasy VII) - Wow, another FFVII villain, and it's Sephiroth's piece of shit mad scientist dad, Professor Hojo. This walking mass of complexes is a perfect example of the "Greater-Scope Villain." Never taking away from the Big Bad's spotlight, yet is responsible for almost half of the shit in the narrative. Though responsible for many things, his most noticeable crimes against nature were his experiments with Jenova, and the creation of Sephiroth, whom he also experimented on throughout his whole life. Pretty easy to see why Sephiroth was doomed from the start.

Number 7. Vayne Solidor (Final Fantasy XII) - A politician who wants to give the freedom of choice back to man, and preserve his family’s status and power. Those were Vayne’s end goals, and his personality is that of the ideal of a politician. He’s charismatic, ruthless, and levelheaded, so he’s surprisingly one of the more sane Final Fantasy villains too, but that doesn’t mean he’s the least evil.

Number 8. Garland/Chaos (Final Fantasy) - The first man to go by the title of Chaos. Jack Garland was seemingly a generic princess kidnapping video game villain, and he was the first boss in the first game. Granted he did have a small bit of backstory that explains that he was a former knight of Corneria who went mad, and wanted world dominations, but it wasn't enough at the moment. A couple of hours of gameplay later, along with some buildup of the entity known as "Chaos," we find out that Garland IS Chaos, and has practically made himself immortal thanks to a time loop he created with the Four Fiends, whom he sent into the future. Granted he's still a very simple antagonist if we're talking about goals, but in terms of how he went about it, he set up a standard for other villains in the series to surpass.

Number 9. Exdeath (Final Fantasy V) - Raw menace, ham and cheese, presence, permanently killing one of the main characters, and THE VOID. Exdeath was just a delightfully evil bastard, and it's all explained by him literally just being all of the evil in the universe that was sealed inside of a tree of all things. Bro really was "born evil."

Number 10. Rufus Shinra (Final Fantasy VII) - This man is the literal definition of a "Magnificent Bastard." Calm in almost every given situation, legitimately intelligent and level headed, smug as shit, and has the occasional "pet the dog" moments. Rufus Shinra pretty much has it all.

Number 11. Emet-Selch (Final Fantasy XIV) - He has gone by several names, led two empires, and lived thousands of lives, one of the most prominent antagonists in the entire game, but this man will forever be known as Emet-Selch, a.k.a Hades and Solus Soz Galvus. While he never appeared onscreen at first, we did know him as the founder of the Garlean Empire, and the emperor in the first 2 parts of the game, until we saw him in the flesh in Stormblood and Shadowbringers, and good lord he's surprisingly good. He does share some of Ardyn’s vibes, but compared to that glorious troll, Emet acts like a worn out and bitter old man, which is very fitting when you remember that he constantly reflects upon his great his old life was, and lived in a replica of his former home with the souls of his fallen comrades. Jesus Christ, no wonder his real name is Hades, the man is constantly surrounded by the dead in both a literal and metaphorical sense. Compared to the top picks he isn’t that great, but considering how well done he actually is, in-spite of how much people kinda oversell him, this is a decent placement.

Number 12. Sin (Final Fantasy X) - Ever wanted to see Jaws in a Final Fantasy game? Well that's what Sin was. Granted, it’s goddamn terrifying, unforgettable, and moves the plot, but it doesn’t really have much to it outside of being this eldirch whale monster that was created to destroy. Still it makes the goddamn most out of what it is.

Number 13. Ultima (Final Fantasy XVI) - Oh god where do I begin? There's a great amount of stuff that the writers of this great game got right when deciding to make their main villain a literal eldritch god, and he's honestly fascinating in some areas. His buildup is similar to Sephiroth's, his terror level is 100% its own thing that's worthy of him, and good god the way he operates is honestly something to behold. Yet he falls off the mark in a lot of ways. He isn't a bad villain, and honestly is overhated sometimes, but good god a fair amount of potential was missed.

Number 14. Golbez (Final Fantasy IV) - The first Darth Vader expy of the series, and goddamn he’s surprisingly good. Keyword good, not great.

Number 15. Caius Ballad (Final Fantasy XIII-2) - Another tragic immortal, however this one is a former time traveling protector. My thoughts on this guy are mixed. On one hand, as the main antagonist of FF XIII-2, he's great on a lot of angles. On the other hand he, much like half of the FF XIII trilogy's cast, suffer heavily from its writing. Still, his stripes aren't unearned.

[accidentalnh2cl]

There is no greater compliment you can receive as an artist/writer than pure, keyboard mashing nonsense. If you have gone completely feral after consuming what I have created, I am truly honored.

[petitelepus]

Good morn or eventide, dear writer! Mayst I request a yandere demon slayer matchup, either human or demon is fine with me!

Anyways, I'm a gemini sun, capricorn rising, and a sagittarius moon. Around strangers and acquaintances, I'm shy and quiet but around friends I'm a lot more affectionate and dramatic (As you can see from above), I have the tendency to put the needs of others over my own, I am observant, and I often laugh and joke around to mask my nervousness.

My hobbies consist of: drawing, reading, and listening to music, also from time to time I write poetry. My love language are quality time, I often spend my time on the people I like and my second love language is words of affirmation, I love to compliment other people.

Thank you for taking the time to read thine request, dear writer! Oh hoh hoh hoh!~

Gyokko is Yandere for you!

Oh, what a cute little creature you are, you would look amazing with your beauty immortalized into one of Gyokko's pieces of art… But when he learns that you are an artist like him, he grows curious of you.

Humble and shy, at first you don't stand out from the group, but once you learn to trust someone, you blossom like a moonflower during the nighttime. You're just as eccentric and dramatic as Gyokko! He must have you!

The Demon knows that he doesn't really look like a normal human, no, he is something greater and far above mere humans! He believes that he himself is a work of art! You must see it too, right?

As his company and a fellow artist, he appreciates your opinion on his vases, paintings, and more… Gruesome pieces. Wait, why are you holding your face, you aren't getting sick, are you?

Oh, your laughter is music to his ears! Truly, you must be enjoying yourself to laugh and joke like that around him!

If you know what's good for you, you won't scrimp with the compliments. Tell Gyokko how you love his artwork and don't be shy. He is dying to know what you think of his art projects!

Spending time with you is time well spent, Gyokko loves seeing your drawings and if you let him, he would be honored to create a lifesize version of your drawings! So draw anything you like, he has the abilities and talent to bring your art to life!

Since he loves you and doesn't want to kill you to make you part of his art, he will choose your clothes, hairstyle, and makeup for you. This way he can make you look beautiful and different every single night!

Gyokko is one of Muzan's strongest Demons and he has the power to share that power of his with you. Wouldn't it be truly amazing if he turned you into a Demon also? Then the two of you could stay together forever and be a gorgeous couple together?

Of course, your appearance might change once Muzan's blood transforms you from the inside out, but don't worry, Gyokko is there for you, he loved you, and he will teach you how to use your own Blood Demon Art and how to channel your new abilities with your art.

If you shapeshift? Well, he molds you to his liking and yours! And if you were to lose something minor like your memories for example then don't worry! Gyokko will happily fill you in on how in love the two of you are!

[randomthefox]

Evan Stanley can do great stuff so long as it doesn't involve writing.

Flynn on the other hand....he has no redeeming qualities. I don't know why they keep him around.

I guess Flynn is good at coming up with ideas that COULD be turned into something interesting but anyone can do that. Execution is what matters and he always fails at it.

I think Stanley is a very very very talented and skilled artist. I compare her to Yui Karasuno as a full compliment. She's really only hamstrung by her own biases, such as her complete and total inability to draw Silver correctly. But I think her skills as a visual artist cannot be denied even if sometimes you can really feel the crunch.

But boy can she not write. At all. That's not a personal insult. She should just stick to what she's good at.

Flynn I think does have talent and it's in being an Idea Guy. And I don't think that that has no value, "anybody can come up with an idea" - honestly no, I have learned that some people really struggle with inspiration and being an Idea Person is a true talent not everybody has. He can come up with some pretty compelling premises for a story. The problem is that he cannot execute them. Once it comes time to actually sculpt that idea into a tangible narrative, he displays that he is completely unequipped to do so. He cannot accept constructive criticism and refine his idea based on feedback, he cannot actually write a compelling and interesting story that fleshed out all the concepts properly, he cannot depict characters who act consistently and believably in a way that is authentic to their characterization, and he has no mind for greater storytelling messages or themes. He has no talent as a storyteller whatsoever. But I do think he can very effectively come up with ideas that an actual writer could take and turn into a very good story.

If he was more self aware he could exploit his position of undeserved prominence to surround himself with people with actual talent and skill, so he can hand off his ideas to them to produce a quality piece of fiction. I think that's what I find most disappointing about Ian Flynn. If he saw himself the way I see him, he could actually do some good for the franchise and set himself up with a successful career. But unfortunately his ego is too big and he refuses to accept that he is anything less than flawless and perfect, and whenever he fails it's somebody elses fault for holding him back. He believes the lie. He buys into his own hype. And thus he is held back from true greatness by his total inability to actually create anything of value. Bro won the fucking lottery when it comes to social clout, and he blew it all on rims.

Pride may the worst of all sins, but undeserved pride is truly what leads to the fall.

[moonflower-rose]

Just reread Breakfast and I think you're the funniest writer I regularly read. I imagine you're the kind of person that just has people in stitches when you talk to them! Your stories make me actually laugh out loud. So much so, I have to be careful not to read in public, lest someone ask too many questions about WHAT I'm reading (and I don't care how confident I'm feeling, I absolutely cannot tell anyone I'm randomly reading smut on public transportation or at work 🙃). If only I could get my friends into fanfiction - then they'd understand why oh why I love this place and AO3 so much.

Truly no greater compliment when someone says they think you must be funny IRL 🥹 I think it’s the only thing I’ve tried consistently to do in my life. If people remember me, I want them to remember me as a funny bitch. Thank you friend!!

Also, Breakfast??? A deep cut! Some of my stuff is so old now that I can barely remember the plot and rereading is a genuine surprise lol! Your message has made my day 🥰

[imbeccable-writes]

no I won't shut up about it actually. there's no greater compliment than knowing someone continues to think about something I've written after closing the tab. even knowing people reread separated from time to time because they loved it so much is just mind-boggling to me, not because I haven't done that to other stories in the past, but that I never thought anyone would do that for my stories. Like I don't know how to impart upon you guys just how much each and every one of you guys, with your wonderful comments and asks and art have uplifted me and inspired me and motivated me not just in finishing Separated, but even with my more recent stories. You guys made me really and truly believe I was a good writer, a great one, because I did not think that before. And I never once thought anyone would leave my stories where I put my blorbos into situations for funsies being impacted or affected at all. The fact that some of you still think about it? Will talk about it with your friends? It is simply mind boggling to me. And I can't thank you all enough for the love and support you've given my sad little story.

TLDR; crying screaming throwing up etc etc

[formulapookie]

Hello your bezquezararo fic on ao3??? That was extremely hot, what a perfect threesome. I really like how you've written all of them in this fic. Marc as the queen slut, super confident and composed. Fabio as a bit bratty. Bez as insecure but ready for anything and never being able to hide his feelings. Lovely!!

coming from you it's even a greater compliment, idk how many times I've read "ripping the veil" or your marcmarc fics they're truly amazing I love your writinggggg <3

I spent a lot of time imagining each of them is this situation, I wanted to get their personalities right and I love that people are enjoying it <3

As for Marc yeah I couldn't picture him as anything else in this scenario, he knows how the other two perceive him and he isn't shy about it, he feasts on those feelings because he feels like a god to them in that moment. Bratty Fabio really came up during th writing, he didn't have a really structured personality in my mind so I had to stop once or twice and reflect really hard on how to write him. Bez well... Bezz just came natural to me, insecure because he simply never had that much attention all to himself, and of course never coming from two super hot guys like Fabio and Marc, he's an open book about his needs and it is a lovely thing for whoever gets with him because he communicates so well about that side of his life.

again thank you thank you thank you again because compliments coming from another writer are the best, it makes me feel included<3

[zablife]

Hi love! Just wanted to let you know how much I've been enjoying your writings. You're truly talented ❤️

By any chance, are you going to continue Tachipen?

Hi darl, your ask has made me smile so much ☺️ Ty for this lovely message! There's no greater compliment for a writer than to know your work has brought someone joy so I appreciate you taking the time to let me know. As for Tachipen, I didn't intend on taking such a long hiatus from this story, but I lost my inspiration at some point and worried readers had forgotten it. I see now that there's still interest so I'm writing more now and hope to post the next part in the next two weeks. Stay tuned!

[setsailslash]

im not very good with compliments, but i reread your fics over and over. many a time has the "youve already left kudos here" vexed me. but i love how intimate and passionate your bruce and jason are. theyre so normal about each other. theres this thread of unhinged obsession w them thats fundemental to my love of the ship and it comes from your writing mostly. your fics got me into jayde and was the first batman fic i ever read. the words will come, and ill read damn near anything you put out. hope this helps cheer you up some

wait wait wAIT anon you're killin' me here like this, im actually blubbering from these kind words.... i'd just say, there's truly no greater compliment to a fic writer than to be told someone rereads your stuff???? 🥺🥺🥺 to write stories is to make connections with people i'd never know but there's just something really nice with being told that those connections are there.

when the words finally come home to me, i'd love to write not just brujay but jayde again!! or maybe even hit up those old poly ideas sitting around in my drafts.

[cypanache]

I refuse to be anonymous!

because Parks! I'm sure all the Parks people are saying snapshots, but for me it was, I think, your S3 Thanksgiving AU. Unless that wasn't you and I'm misremembering because holy fuck, it's been almost a decade. Anyway, I definitely am not misremembering how encouraging you were when I was a brand new fic writer. <3

Love it!! And love you! I've been getting so many warm fuzzies by the getting all these messages from long time followers/mutuals. And I love knowing so many of you are still around. (I've been having a blast catching up on everyone's lives and various fandom interests, btw).

I think you might be talking about Beautiful Mess which does end during Thanksgiving in what is (to me at least) true Ben and Leslie fashion. However if that is not the story you're thinking of please message me the story you are when you figure it out because I'm a sucker for fics around Thanksgiving and now I want to read it.

As for the last, I remember how lovely you were to talk to and there's nothing I love more than encouraging fic writers. I joined fandom when I was a teenager as part of the BtVS community and despite being obviously young and a truly terrible writer the people there were so incredibly welcoming and encouraging it sparked a life long passion that decades later is still an integral part of who I am. So you could pay me no greater compliment than to say I have succeeded in paying so of that forward to other fandom writers no matter where they are in their journey.

P.S. Sorry this was delayed, I've had a sort of insane last two weeks.

[reineyskies]

Love truly is an illusion.

summary ; You truly didn't expect the tall and dashing figure that you met once was about to turn your world upside down. Though, you're not quite sure if it was for the better or the worst since you were still entranced by the sweetness that rolled down his tongue.

pairing ; hwang jun-ho x f!reader

wordcount ; 399 words

genre ; light angst.

warnings !! yandere* themes, unhealthy obsession, manipulation, light harm, denial, guilt tripping, jun-ho threatening reader.

There you were, laying down on the bed with some lighthearted novel your beloved(?) bought just for you. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Your long awaited love life, how did it turn to this? Jun-ho was supposed to be the shining light in your pale and dark world. That's where you simply couldn't understand. The old days where he would shower you with compliments and kisses everywhere. His love filled words lifting her dull day each and everyday.

Now?

There's nothing else to hope for in this relationship.

From how he would take you any day and anywhere to the depressing isolation he had put you in, saying it was for the greater good. The gentle string of loving was now replaced with bitter words which made you wonder if this was the jun-ho you once knew and loved. The angel facade he had on completely disappeared and instead put on his true self on display. As you brought your paling torso up, you slowly try to get up from the bed only to be held back on your wrist with the sound of metal hitting the bed frame.

Right, you weren't allowed to go anywhere if you were in his so called house. Sitting back down on the bed, you stared solemnly at the gleaming handcuffs that shone like how your eyes used to. As your mind began slowly to drift, the sound of knocking from the bedroom door had you return to your senses.

"Yes?" your voice croaked out in a whisper, your throat dry from not having any type of liquid brought to your mouth.

"You're not planning to leave me, right?"

You bit your lip as you looked down to the floor. The fear of angering him was eating you from the inside and so you heaved a deep sigh.

"With these shackles and nothing else than this book you told me to read many times? I don't think so."

The dark chuckle erupted from the other side of the door which was continued with the twisting of the doorknob before your so called knight in shining armor appeared on the door, his dark eyes darting to every inch of the room to make sure you weren't trying anything funny when he was busy making dinner.

"Good girl, you're not leaving anytime soon. You do love me, right?"

Silence.

"Of course you do."

*Yandere is a portmanteau of two Japanese words. The first is yanderu, which means “to be sick,” and the second is deredere, used here for “lovestruck.” A yandere is often sweet, caring, and innocent before switching into someone who displays an extreme, often violent or psychotic, level of devotion to a love interest.

aaa I'm sorry! I'm not really a good writer and it's just a short thing my mind came up with (｡•́︿•̀｡)

[strangerthings4theories]

Hi! First of all I really want to compliment you guys on all the work and the creativity you put into these theories. I also wanted to let you know that I’ve never had so much hope about Billy’s return in ST, but your posts made me so certain about it that it almost scares me HAHAHAH. The thing is that I think your explanations and parallels are works of genius… but I also don’t have that much faith in the writers. I mean, I know I may sound rude or pessimistic, but I hated the way they talked about Billy in interviews or the conception they had of him in general. Like he was one-dimensional. Like he was just a bully, nothing more. I can only hope that after s3 they recognized the astounding way Dacre brought this character to life and in the end decided to create a storyline for him… but I don’t know, I really feel like we are gonna be disappointed in some way. But then I look at all your theories and I say to myself: “it can’t possibly be all a coincidence. Right? There are so many clues.” Also the fact that they seem to still talk about Dacre in interviews and the emphasis on Billy’s character during the recap videos (for example Joe saying that Billy was a “complex character”) seems a little sus. The thing is I desperately want Billy to prove them wrong. And for them I’m referring to all those people who say that he is an irredeemable character. That he deserved to die. I know that he is just that, a fictional character, but at the same time he is not. He was an abuse victim. And I hate to see all this hate towards a character that never had the chance to grow outside of his toxic environment.

I understand your conflicted feelings. It's weird though, there's just too much evidence for me to believe he was ever truly an afterthought. Even in S2, you can tell they were anticipating his S3 arc, to some degree at least. And that arc made him the antagonist-turned-friend of El herself. That's a big deal, I'd say :p Besides, the Duffers seem fairly good at recognizing when the story demands a different path than they planned.

Idk. You can't convince me the Duffers actually have a one-dimensional view of the guy when they (1) foretold his S3 storyline in their song choices and (2) wrote and filmed his dad slapping him around. Like... okay, sure, Dacre has ideas. But the Duffers had to say yes to them. And that isn't guaranteed. (Dacre made it sound like they accept maybe 1 out of 10 of his ideas. And David Harbour, in his IG posts this week, made it sound like a miracle that the Duffers liked his idea for the arena fight.)

The thing is I desperately want Billy to prove them wrong. And for them I'm referring to all those people who say that he is an irredeemable character. That he deserved to die. I know that he is just that, a fictional character, but at the same time he is not. He was an abuse victim. And I hate to see all this hate towards a character that never had the chance to grow outside of his toxic environment.

I understand and agree. It's hard not to feel hated yourself when you see all the hate directed at this character that means so much to you.

I love Billy because he's the patron saint of the abused and angry; the kids who feel battered by their father and abandoned by their mother; the ones who are broken, but desperately wish to become something greater. I need him to have a happy ending because it helps me believe in mine.

If he's irredeemable... well, so am I, I guess.

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

I love your blog so much, you're one of the best writers I know! Could I request headcanons for how Vil, Lilia, Rook, and Malleus with a s/o who doesn't seem to care about their appearance (they don't bother with makeup or fancy clothes) but they confess that really it's because they feel like they're ugly and that they don't deserve to be pretty, and that makeup and cute clothes wouldn't help them anyway? Like, how they would comfort them? I understand if you don't feel comfortable writing this

(Thank you so much!)

Lilia Vanrouge: 

Lilia can’t say he’s entirely happy with the way his own looks have gone as looking as young as he does provides quite a bit of trouble in life (while beneficial in others) but after being alive for so long, it’s become apparent to him what’s truly important. Imparting these words of wisdom on you is easier said than done as he had acquired it from years of experience but he hopes that you’ll at least mull them over, recognizing that beauty was in the eye of the beholder and that there would never be a way to appeal to everyone. Even then, Lilia thinks you’re quite beautiful with or without make-up, with or without fancy clothing, and that you should do what you want regardless. 

Malleus Draconia: 

Malleus listens quietly as you explain your true feelings to him, appearing to be deep in thought longer after the conversation has ended. If you hadn’t confessed this to him he never would’ve known you felt this way and he can’t help but wonder what might’ve happened to fuel you feeling these ways. He knows this is an issue only you can solve, since most of it is mental, but as your boyfriend he knows he has to be supportive and capable of showing you that he was listening to your worries. He reassures you that in his eyes there’s no greater beauty than you and that others don’t always see you the way you see yourself, wanting you to not hold yourself back from partaking in life's simple pleasures. 

Rook Hunt: 

In his pursuit of beautiful things he’d learned quite a few important notes about true beauty and what made someone as wonderful as they were to the outside world. It wasn’t a simple concept for him to explain to you but being beautiful inside and out was something he believed you were blessed with, quite unhappy to hear how lowly you regarded yourself. Fancy clothes and make-up don’t make a person who they are and as much as they add to the aesthetic beauty of a person, he’d seen plenty who remained unattractive no matter how much they tried to cover it up. He encouraged you to push past these feelings and continue on with what you wanted, wearing cute clothes and complimenting yourself over and over in the mirror even if it’s not how you truly felt. If you think this is too uncomfortable to do he’d gladly offer his services to you as he could compliment you with every breath he took. 

Vil Schoenheit: 

Vil knows he might be at least slightly guilty of making you feel this way partially due to the heavy effort he puts into his own appearance and the others in Pomefiore, his looks meaning quite a great deal to him. He’d always been pushy about your own looks as well not because he didn’t care about you or find you beautiful in your own way, but he had a certain set of expectations for how you should care for yourself, thinking it was important to at least put in the effort with your hair or skin. Hearing that you feel like you’re ugly and nothing would help is like a shot through the heart for him. You think he’d date someone ugly? He’s not an angel and he certainly wouldn’t choose to take pity on someone he considered unattractive by dating them, that was for sure. He asks if you’d like him to help you out a bit more in your daily routine, offering to do it even if you don’t think it will help, as even the slightest changes can give you an entirely new perspective. 

[warlordgab]

Nami analysis: Luffy will definitely become the Pirate King

This was originally meant to be a collection of a few Nami character moments to defend her from the trend of hate against her. But, a friend of mine got me to make an actual analysis about her given the recent manga developments. It's mostly about some aspects of Nami's growth throughout the series.

Let's start with one memorable scene from Skypiea...

...when Nami kept panicking, Luffy told her she shouldn't stop acting so pathetic for she's a companion of the future Pirate King.

Here, Luffy makes a connection between their success and the certainty of his dream. As in Nami shouldn't fear because Luffy being the future Pirate King means they'll always succeed at the end.

After Luffy gets BFR'd, Nami makes this her earnest belief. Instead of submitting to Enel in fear, or playing along with his plan to ensure her survival, she draws enough courage to take a firm stand...

...and face Enel on her own.

There's even a subtle symbolism in both scene. When Luffy is giving Nami the reason why she shouldn't panic, he gave Nami his treasured hat. And when Nami is about to finally challenge Enel, she grips Luffy's hat. (Oda is an amazing writer!!!)

It's subtle, but you can see Nami drawing courage from Luffy, his values, and his dream, to challenge a monster she had no way of beating

Oda decided to continue Nami's character growth in the movie he wrote, Strong World.

After realizing Shiki (and his army of mutated animals) headed towards East Blue, which included the hometown where her sister and other loved ones lived in, her first response was looking for Luffy...

...instead of panicking like she did in Skypiea, she sought the person that could reassure her everything would be all right. We went from symbolism to something a little bit more straightforward.

Even when Shiki defeated the East Blue team, Nami managed to keep her cool, so she could mess the plans of a legendary pirate who could easily crush her. Even when was caught and left to die, she didn't give up and proved she was willing to die to protect her hometown.

Huge displays of selflessness and actual courage. However, it's interesting to see that, as character moments, they were built upon her growth in Skypiea and Arlong Park. Why can we say that?

In Arlong Park she realized there are burdens, and even emotional luggage, she couldn't carry on her own so she had to rely on others to keep going. In Skypiea, she drew the strength needed to face overwhelming odds from Luffy.

Now, Luffy described Nami as their vanguard against Shiki, which indicates he knew that Nami was trying to fight Shiki's army from the inside. But, she never planned to carry this burden on her own. Luffy instilled in her the belief that being the companion of the future Pirate King means they'll suceed regardless of the setbacks they may suffer. At the end of the movie, we get the twist that Nami not only believes in Luffy...

...she gets embarrassed about the recorded proof of her faith in her captain when she realized Luffy didn't hear it. Arlong Park and Skypiea laid the groundwork for her belief, while Strong World solidified it.

Also, it’s worth noting her stand against Shiki is reminiscent of the brave attitude displayed by Silk (Nami’s earliest prototype) from One Piece’s first pilot: Romance Dawn V.1

A girl who was more than willing to fight in order to protect her hometown and her loved ones regardless of the foe. Was that intentional on Oda’s part? Who knows...

Now, how did Nami character change post-timeskip?

If we stick to the manga, everything they've been through so far had strengthened her faith and trust in Luffy and his dream. We can see it in the Wholecake arc...

... when facing Cracker, Nami declares with absolute confidence that the fact Luffy is the future Pirate King is pretty much the guarantee of their victory. Not everyone invokes a NLF when talking about Luffy.

So, when Sanji goes as far as brutalizing Luffy, and trash-talking his dream, Nami's response was... 

...which makes a lot of sense given how her confidence on the future, and part of her growth as a person, are tied to Luffy's dream.

The disrespect Sanji was forced to show now can be used as a contrast given recent developments; when Nami was in a life-or-death situation, scared and helpless before an enemy she couldn't beat on her own, she was offered a way out: disavow Luffy's dream of becoming the Pirate King...

... However, even when facing certain death, having no other way to defend herself or run away, Nami couldn't lie about Luffy becoming the Pirate King, not even to say her life. In the japanese version she answers: "Luffy will become the Pirate King... definitely"

We've seen Nami lying to weasel her way out of danger, but this time, she's literally incapable of lying about the fact Luffy will reach his goal. From her perspective that's a truth you simply cannot deny or reject under any circumstances.

That's an outstanding display of loyalty, but the overall theme connecting this moment to previous showings is "faith."

From Skypiea, she was told being a companion of the Pirate King ensured success, in Strong World, she was embarrassed to admit how strong was her faith and trust in Luffy. Post-timeskip, we now see her shouting it confidently to the enermy, and now she believes in Luffy so much, that not even facing death can make her say otherwise. That's how you develop a character!

I know I left out the Drum arc, Water 7, Shabaody, Fishman Island, Punk Hazard (Bellemere would be proud), Dressrosa, and Zou... but, it would take months and a kilometric post to cover hundreds of chapters worth of development. I only covered the essentials.

If you want more, check out the author's works; the manga and the Film series (SW, Z, and GOLD).

Point is, Nami is a great character who truly deserves to be described as “queenly,” not only because Oda said so, but also for her progression during this long-running story

BONUS:

Finally, I’m going to address an ugly trend in the west. Nami had been getting a lot of hate as of recent years. Even highly influential figures within the fandom tend to put down Nami. Many belittle her character, and they even compare her to other series’ characters that get treated as “chew toys” by their respective fandoms.

Why so much hate for Nami’s character?

Short answer: she has been dealt a bad hand

First, her role in the story and the crew puts her at odds with fans of characters they usually hype as greater figures of authority and power within the strawhat group. She commands too much authority, and that make fans pretty insecure about their favorite character’s position.

Along with this factor, there’s the fact she’s the most “human” in a crew (and a world) filled with superhuman people. Haters probably feel that someone so normal shouldn’t have so much agency. Specially when compared to other women

Speaking of which, that’s another reason why Nami gets so much hate. Her role as a heroine, and her superior navigation skills, makes her an incredibly important character to this story. And that makes the fans hyping other females see her a threat to their favorites’ position, like some sort of competion.

Which leads me to the other point people hate her: Nami’s relationship with Luffy. She’s closer to Luffy than many other women, which include more powerful and overhyped girls, and yes I said girls, because there’s more than one powerful female characters getting that hype

Last factor I’m going to mention is the pettiest of all: the way she responds to other characters. You probably realized that she reacted quite well to Inuarashi’s and Tonoyasu’s compliments, right? Well, thing is many fans want her to respond in a similar manner to their favorite character(s). Problem is that she doesn’t...

She’s a fiery woman with a lot of agency that doesn’t fall for flirting nor physical aesthetics, while challenging the main characters’ decisions, and/or questioning their idiocy. Meanwhile, there are physically stronger women who are far more submissive and/or subservient...

Overall, she’s on a bad position in the west.

Regardless of what haters feel or think, Nami is an amazing character that deserves as much love as she gets in Japan (probably even more). So, screw the morons trying put her down and/or failing to understand her worth. She’s the “queen,” and people should bow

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Not Meant To Be

Word Count: 3,750

Summary: Anthony became the center of your attention, and it seemed as though his feelings were mutual for you. But in light of recent events, he’d only be able to comfort you in more ways than one. With the help of a loyal friend, you have no doubts that Simon will regret leaving you.

Pairing(s): Anthony Bridgerton x reader, Simon Basset x reader

Part 3/6

a/n: Sorry for the incredibly long wait! I knew that editing takes time, but I didn’t think that I would have writer’s block for, well, however long I’ve had it. So much has happened, and I lost motivation after motivation. Although, it’s not entirely fair for those of you who want to read Bridgerton fanfic. Without further delays, here’s part 3!!

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One might think that when he stood outside my home with roses, Viscount Bridgerton had finally set himself on the route to having a family of his own. The Viscount was welcomed by Charles and invited inside, which caused Mama to almost fall over her feet. “Lord Bridgerton! Heavens! What a pleasant surprise this beautiful afternoon to see you!”

It took a lot of willpower not to roll my eyes at mama's change of mood from just minutes earlier. Lady Bridgerton wrote to me her apologies, that were not even pertinent at all, and mama blamed me of humiliating the Bridgertons yesterday. Papa didn't make his typical remarks, but I knew what he had been pondering regarding my misdeeds.

Other than that, Lord Bridgerton told them his hellos, and when he saw me in the family room, his smiling face grew greater. “Miss Denbow, good afternoon. As it always is, you never cease to look so exquisite.” If I wasn't mistaken, I assumed he was intending to flirt with me, and undoubtedly fooled mama with whatever act he was putting on.

“Lord Bridgerton, how kind of you to give my daughter compliments after seeing what she did yesterday at the picnic. In this town, you and your family are truly the most genuine.” Mama was eager to speak in my place, and when she tried to bring up the incident for the second or third time, I swallowed thickly.

Anthony’s mouth twitched at the corners, and he stepped over to me in order to gift his bouquet of roses. “Lady Denbow, I do not blame Miss Denbow for anything. She was suffering and knew no other way to communicate.” Before he slipped back, his fingers lightly stroked both of my hands, then he sat in an empty chair.

Cheeky bastard. He was making light of my missteps, which Mama considered especially inexcusable. And for his compassion, I could not have been more forever thankful. “Oh, Lord Bridgerton, thank you. To hear you say that alleviates my anxiety. And thank you for these roses.” I ran over the smooth petals with my thumb, then bent closer to take in the fragrance of them.

But once again, with more berating remarks on my ‘unladylike’ and ‘outrageous’ nature, Mama ruined the temporary pleasant environment. “I can't understand why, my lord, you want to court her. She may be my only child, but I'm sure she would be a far better choice for another lord of her equals.” My own mother had a toxic tongue which might ostracize her if she didn't take caution of others.

In order to defend against the offensive expressions she was thinking about me, as if I weren't really there, I opened my mouth, but Anthony decided to stand up from his seat and settled next to me. “I'm going to say this as politely as I can, Lady Denbow. What Miss Denbow did at the picnic was not wrong, and she's a wonderfully capable young lady. You are her mother, and I must admit that what you have said makes me very mortified.”

With discomposure, Mama's face grew red and, at last, she remained at a loss for words. “Lord Bridgerton, my apologies. Forgive your mama, y/n. My intention was not to negatively impact you such a way. I'm worried you can't even defend yourself.” Excuse after excuse were all I heard coming from her, but I needed to leave this conversation in the past.

“Mama, I'm forgiving you. But please don't think of me like that. When you do not see that I am well aware of what I'm doing and what I believe is important, I am in despair. I'm no longer a little girl.” Mama nodded, but in sensitivity, she refused to speak as she left Anthony and I in the room alone. "Well, either that may well have gotten out of hand, or the way I hoped it would.”

A chuckle escapes from the Viscount, and I recline against the back of the sofa with a tired sigh. I loved my mama and papa, but sometimes they treated me like I would never age from my childhood years. Despite having no brothers or sisters, I had friends who supported me and shared the same interests as I grew older.

Having Lord Bridgerton here was an enigma that I couldn’t fathom, but I appreciated how he stood up for me when mama complained without cease. Now that she was gone, I took the opportunity to ask him as to why he came to my home. “Anthony, can you tell me the reason for your visit? We both know that you don’t have intentions to court me contrary to what outsiders might believe.” I crossed my arms and waited for a reply, which was his hand resting on the top of my thigh. Perplexed, I looked over at him to see his eyes full of sympathy.

“Y/n, what Hastings said could have been less severe than they actually were, and Daphne chastised him for doing so.” Anthony began, his grip squeezing in reassurance, and he gently pulled it away once I’ve had enough time to comprehend what he told me. It warmed my heart to hear that Daphne was upset in my stead, although I’m sure anyone in their right mind would have done the same for me.

My thoughts wandered to how both the eldest child and the Duke of Hastings were famous rakes with great influence. One had brothers who would take his title and estate if he were to pass, whereas the other had no known relatives and only Lady Danbury to defend his name after his death. I found it funny that I’ve fallen in love with the latter, and he was treating me like I didn’t have a place in his place.

I must’ve been worrying Anthony with my lack of response because he waved a hand in front of my face to bring me back into reality. I shook my head of the unrelated topic and smiled sheepishly at him. “I’m sorry. I became lost before I realized that I’d drifted off.” “Oh, it’s quite alright. Trust me, I do the exact same thing when I’m alone.”

“I’ll be impartial with you, Anthony. I hadn’t given it consideration that your sister would do such a thing, and for me, no less. Perhaps I’ve had the wrong impression of her from the beginning. Everything is going terribly, and I haven’t been able to think properly.” I wore my heart on my sleeve for him to see, and I didn’t care about exposing my weaknesses to him. But Anthony seemed be torn between hugging me and giving a simple pat on my shoulder lest an unwanted third party were to walk in.

If anyone noticed the unusual display of affection, then news would spread that rather than waiting to fulfill the courtship rituals, I was advancing on a lord. He wouldn't be much of a gentleman, in Anthony's opinion, if he were to neglect a woman in distress. “When you weep, I don't like it. It so pains me when I'm labelled useless, but when you're laughing, you look the most spectacular, y/n. Simon's blind and ludicrous, but I know you really love him, don't you?”

“You're right, my lord. Again. I need to let go of my struggles and to live my life to its fullest. The Duke encouraged what I would like to go do, become, and pursue, but under false premises, he is intimately involved to your younger sister.” I forced my body to stand, and in confusion, but without doubt, Anthony quickly followed. In my own house, it felt too stifling, so I concluded that a stroll outside would hopefully help take my mind off what occupied it at the moment.

“Is there anything other than whining and moaning that I could do instead? Wait, Queen Charlotte is holding a ball for her nephew, is she not? I do believe his name is Prince Friedrich.” Anthony gave a short nod, and I could tell that he was already dreading a night of being surrounded by desperate mamas along with their unabashed daughters. Who would blame the Viscount for trying to discourage total strangers from making unwelcome advantages?

I was unexpectedly given the best idea by his affirmation, and I couldn't wait to put it into motion. I wanted to prove my worth to Simon, which would make Anthony and the Prince the ideal partners to irk him. “What say you to opening Simon's eyes in the notion that I attract His Highness tonight? I will have to be in the most magnificent ballgown, and I know that you can help me with this.”

“In the heat of the moment, it won't take a lot of effort to raise feelings of inadequacy in Hastings. He will be fixated on Daphne and attempting to keep conversations with literally everyone who comes across him, but I don't find it unlikely that he will be observing you with the Prince. I know I wouldn't have the means to take my eyes off you, my dear.” That was just what I expected to hear from him, and furthermore. I felt that I had done well enough to seek a Viscount who had awareness of everyone else around him.

Then that settled it. I was going to win the Prince's favor, and Simon would spectate from the sidelines with no likelihood of attempting to snatch me away. It felt invigorating even to think about how it would play out tonight, but it would be seamless with Anthony's help. “For your time and soothing words, I am beyond delighted, Anthony. Until the ball, there is more than enough time, so I want to use it to aim for perfection. Tonight, I hope to see you, my lord.”

“Miss Denbow, I am forever happy to console a lady when she is enduring pain. And indeed, tonight, to my great reluctance, you will see me. For now, I will leave you and I look forward to enjoying your progress.” Anthony bowed as he started to walk out of the family room, and with a curtsey and a goodbye, I accompanied him to our front door.

Since then, hours have passed, and I finally found a dress from Lady Delacroix that was incredible. She wasn't even from France, and her accent didn't fool me.  Not important.  My makeup was done by Marianne, my hair was styled by Lucinda, and mama lent me her diamond necklace to wear. It matched the diamond earrings I got from papa on my eighteenth birthday, and tonight, nothing could go wrong. I was positive of that.

The time had come, and I was one of the few to arrive at the castle fashionably late. The eyes of all were on me, making my chest swell with pride. I got a glimpse of Simon and Daphne who were standing by the refreshments, and they couldn't stop watching as I elegantly walked down the stairwell.

To my amusement, Prince Friedrich was the first one to approach me, and he held my hand and placed a feather-light kiss on the back of it. “Good evening, my lady. You are by far the most beautiful and hypnotizing center of attraction in this ballroom. May I inquire for your name?”

I concealed the lower half of my face with a fan and smiled with my eyes, captivated by his mannerisms. “I have the luxury of being graced by your presence, your highness. My name is y/n Denbow.” After I've presented myself, Prince Friedrich's face lit up, and he guided me off the the last two steps. “To my ears, your name is like music, and it's perfect for a maiden like you, Miss Denbow.”

His flattery would make any young lady practically beg the Prince for a dance at the ball. Well, if he could ever tear himself away from me, that was. “Thank you, Your Majesty. You make me feel like I've got my head in the clouds. If you keep complimenting her, you will certainly find yourself a maiden to court this evening.” From my comment, I swore he blushed a bright red.

“Ah, hello, Prince Friedrich! Miss Denbow! I see that you have made friends with each other. Y/n, I'm so happy you've arrived safe and sound back in London.” Lady Danbury tapped her cane on the ground twice to emphasize her excitement, and I couldn't have been more relieved to see a familiar face among those whose names I couldn't match.

“I have so much to tell you, Lady Danbury. But not here, especially when I came so late.” I apologized to the Prince and wrapped my arm around Lady Danbury as we walked into a more private area. She furrowed her eyebrows together, but she didn't inquire until we got to the place where we could be alone. “Well, speak to me, y/n. What are you so worried about? And why did you come by yourself?”

I bit my lower lip and exhaled deeply, which all the more displeased Lady Danbury. If I tried to explain my desperate condition to her, she was going to have countless questions, and I knew she would never let Simon live in the humiliation he brought upon himself. “I'm sure you've recently read Lady Whistledown's column, and my relationship with Simon, Lady Danbury, is complicated.”

“Unbeknownst to me, when I was in France, he and Miss Bridgerton declared their engagement. He did not give me a letter or even a note when I returned to London that he had gone ahead with a marriage proposal to a young woman he had never met before. I invited him and the Bridgertons to have a picnic just yesterday. I have never been able to remain quiet forever; you know this, Lady Danbury. He lashed out at me, claiming that if he had known that I would be so self-centered and petty, he would never have gotten to know me.”

She went on a tangent as I predicted about how she raised and trained "the shameless rake" to do better than what he did. During the length of her grievances, I remained silent, then patted her arm softly when she started to run out of words to illustrate the Duke. “Compared to his late father, he's not terrible, but he might just be so after he treated you, y/n, and I apologize on his behalf.”

In disagreement, I shook my head, not acknowledging her apologies because she had nothing to do with that. In the sense of flirting with Prince Friedrich, all I wanted from her was to be an addition to humiliate Simon. “If we succeed, then he'll see the good thing that he lost because he agreed to marry another needy girl.”

This caused Lady Danbury to chuckle at my remark, and I had an inkling that her mood improved just a little bit. “I’ll take part in your schemes, girl. Now, let us return to the ball before we’re asked of our whereabouts.” She winked playfully, then gently pushed me back the way we came from.

Men and women danced to their heart’s content, their veins pumping with champagne and even the possibility that they will be courting after tonight. I see Anthony and Simon quietly bickering where no one could eavesdrop on the conversation, but their secrets weren’t going to be hidden from me. “Lord Bridgerton, I thought you promised me a dance?”

I chimed into the midst of their argument, and Simon’s mouth hung open in shock. He quickly closed it, though, and I bowed to him as acknowledgment for his presence. Anthony gathered the remnants of his dignity before offering a hand for me to take. “My apologies, Miss Denbow. I promise you that never slipped my mind from the moment that I asked.”

After the brief yet nerve wracking encounter with the Duke of Hastings, I’m led to have a dance with the Viscount and my new partner of schemes. I felt everyone’s eyes glued to us, which makes me uncomfortable because of the unwanted attention, but it dissolves when Anthony nudges me to look up at him. That’s when I knew how much I admired the man, and perhaps, there wasn’t any obstacle that we wouldn’t be able to overcome.

I may have lost my first love to Daphne, but I also had the power to pull the necessary strings to get what I wanted. Anthony tightened his grip on my waist then closed the gap between us, and out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Simon glare at our swaying figures amongst the others. The spectacle made me laugh softly against the Viscount’s shoulder, and his chest rumbled with a quiet laugh of his own.

“I believe that taught him a harsh lesson, don’t you think, Miss Denbow?” Anthony whispered into my ear, and an involuntary shiver ran down my spine. After clearing my throat, I nodded in agreement. The man wasn’t exactly reputable in every way, but he damn well had my respect. “Yes, it most certainly did, Lord Bridgerton.” I replied, head tilted downwards to avoid eye contact with him.

Once our dance came to an end, I was approached by Prince Friedrich a second time this evening. Young and older women alike flocked around his highness, and I took a small step closer to Anthony in fear that I would be ridiculed by them. Wait, what am I thinking? I shouldn’t be afraid of the people that make their bosoms unnaturally larger than they actually are nor should I be backing away!

“Miss Denbow, may I have this next dance? It’d make me extremely delighted.” Prince Friedrich asked, unknowingly breaking the tension growing between myself and the disappointed women behind him. All I gave him was a smile along with an enthusiastic nod, and Anthony released his arms from around my waist. “I’d love to, your highness. And I could say the same about myself.”

The prince took my hand just when the next song began to play, and we danced as if we were one. If I were being completely honest, he needed a little more practice with his feet, but I was enjoying myself nonetheless. We shared a few words and I kept glancing over our shoulders to see if Simon was keeping an eye on us. In fact, he had been watching the entire time, and Anthony gave me a signal that our plan had succeeded.

I bowed deeply to the prince when our dance came to its regrettable end, and bid him farewell for the rest of the night. Simon appeared out of nowhere then pulled me to an empty area despite my cries of protest. “What do you think you’re doing?! Just because you’re jealous does not give you the right to drag me as you so please, Hastings!”

“Will you keep it down, Y/N?! We both know that I’m not the only jealous one here.” He huffs angrily, and for the first time in a long time, he’s rendered me utterly speechless. No, I won’t play by his rules. Not when there was so much more for me to accomplish. “I don’t know what you mean. I’m simply fulfilling my role as a maiden who hopes to have a courtship.”

Simon rolled his eyes in disbelief, turning away from me so that I’m only staring at his broad shoulders. I’m beginning to lose my calm composure, and the more I stay alone with him, the less I’ll want to leave. He can’t learn of the nights when I suffered alone in France, and he certainly couldn’t force me to risk my reputation for his sake.

“You’ve changed, Simon.” My voice broke at the end of my sentence, but I continued to speak. “I’m not doing anything for you, so don’t get your hopes up.” He scoffed, not convinced by my words, and turned back to face me. His arms find their way around my body like they used to in the past. The next thing I knew, we’re kissing passionately against the cold marble walls.

He had me mewling his name over and over again, begging for a release that was on his fingertips. Simon muffled my sighs of pleasure with his mouth, and we fixed the bridge that was crumbling between the two of us. When we were satisfied, he muttered apology after apology as he kissed my skin. But we both knew that we run away with the position that he was in.

“I’ll figure it out, so wait for me. Please, Y/N.” “Don’t make me promise you, Simon. I want you to prove to me that I’m the only woman you love.” I kissed his neck and cheek, my heartbeat slowing to its normal pace before I fixed my dress. We’ve both been gone for too long, and I didn’t doubt that I would be questioned of my whereabouts.

Simon understood the weight of my words as well as what we would both face when we left separately. He kissed me one last time, and made his return to the ballroom until I did the same. Thankfully, neither Anthony or Mama asked where I had been, and I could breathe easy again. But now I was even more conflicted than before. I made Simon jealous, which ignited sex and doubt that we would be together after all this time.

Although... if I were to adjust my original plans in order for us to have a wedding and deal with the consequences afterwards, then it shouldn’t be very difficult, would it? Well, we would just need to face the challenges when the time comes, and I was determined to have Simon all to myself again.