#they should have just killed him honestly

[ipushhimback]

we were drunk it happens - part 3

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

pairing: lando norris x verstappen!reader warnings: pregnancy, jos verstappen words: 1.5 k

summary: Y/N find out she is pregnant. she doesn’t want to tell Lando as she was scared of his reaction.

taglist: @martygraciesversion381 / @l-vroom4 / @comicalivy / @sid-is-gr8

Fuck. That was the only thought in her head as she stared at the pregnancy test in front of her. She was on birth control. How the hell was she pregnant now.

This couldn’t be happening. She was only 22 years old. Definitely not ready to be a mom! And a single mom? No way she could do that. Oh my god. How should she tell Lando.

She took her phone and clicked on her brother’s contact. She really needed advice right now and who was better for that than her brother. He would probably be a bit upset but Y/N couldn’t really think of anyone else who could help her right now. After only one rang, Max answered.

“Hey, little one. What’s up? Everything alright?”, he asked.

“No, Max. Nothing is alright! Please. Can you come here? I need you.” Y/N felt tears welling up in her eyes and her voice broke.

“Of course. Are you hurt? Did something bad happen?” Over the phone, she heard how Max grabbed his keys as told Kelly he would have to leave. A second later she heard a door close.

“I am not hurt. No. Please just hurry.” She sank down against the cool tiles of the bathroom wall and just hung up. Max would be there soon. And then everything was going to be okay.

The doorbell rang and Y/N got up slowly to open it. When she did, her brother immediately went to hug her as he saw her wet cheeks.

“Hey. What happened. Did someone hurt you? Are you sick?”, Max asked as he leaned back a bit to look her in the eyes. “You know you can tell me everything, right?”

Y/N just held up the pregnancy test. There was no chance it was wrong. The word pregnant was clearly written across the little display in the white stick.

“That’s… yours? I assume?”, Max asked carefully.

“Of course it is mine! Why else would I stand in my fucking house and cry like someone died?! I don’t know what to do, Max. He will kill me if he finds out.” Well aware that she would make Max’ shirt completely wet, she buried her face in his grey shirt.

“Who will kill you? Who even is the father? Oh my god. It’s Lando, isn’t it. No way.” Max looked concerned, but now Y/N could also see he was a bit disappointed, even though he would never show it.

He was too much of a supportive brother. He would never show his disappointment, nor would he upset her on purpose.

“It’s ok. Everything is going to be alright. I promise. Do you want to tell him, already?”

Y/N shook her head furiously.

“No. He… he can’t know. We said no feelings. He really can’t know. Not yet.” Her brother just nodded while looking thoughtful.

“Do you… do you wanna keep it?” He looked worried as if he was scared that he might have said the wrong thing.

Y/N nodded. She thought about an abortion, but she simply couldn’t. It was her baby. And more importantly, it was her and Lando’s baby.

“I do. It is mine.” She placed her hand on her still flat belly.

“Ok. I just want you to know that Kelly and I will support you. No matter how you decide to raise it in the end. And hey, maybe your baby will be friends with ours in the end. They won’t have a huge age gap.” The Formula 1 driver laughed a bit.

“You are not disappointed?”, Y/N asked. She honestly would have thought that Max would be a bit mad, but here he was, being the most understanding person.

“Maybe a little. No… that’s not right. I am just a little scared. You are my little sister. And… I am not really disappointed just worried about you. But you know I will always support you, no matter what happens.” Max smiled at her which made Y/N a little happier.

“I am going to have a baby”, she whispered, more to herself than anyone else.

***

For over a week, Y/N had been feeling nauseous. The pregnancy made her tired, dizzy and she couldn’t keep any food down. Still, she told Max that she will attend the next grand prix. Monza. She was happy, because she slowly started to like F1 again. When she was younger, Monza had been her favorite grand prix and the atmosphere when the Ferraris were on the podium…

Like Seb had been saying. Everybody’s a Ferrari fan. Even if they’re not they are Ferrari fans.

Even though Y/N was looking forward to watching the race, she couldn’t help but feel nauseous as fuck. She threw up her whole breakfast earlier and now she just felt weak.

Because the last thing she wanted now was being alone, she had decided to go to the Ferrari garage where Charles’ girlfriend Alex already was. They have become quite good friends over the last weeks so Y/N enjoyed being around her. Together they were now staring at the tv in front of them. Observing the different cars and occasionally swearing when they were annoyed or too caught up in the moment.

At some point Y/N excused herself to head to the bathroom, needing to puke again. When she returned, Alex looked at her a bit worried.

“You look shitty today”, she said bluntly.

“Wow. Thank you. I didn’t see that already in the mirror or so…”

“No… I didn’t mean it like that, Y/N. More in an ‘are you okay’ way. Because seriously, you look like you’re about to faint. And I don’t want to explain that to Max later.” Alex looked at her, definitely worried.

“No. I am alright. It just happens sometimes.” Y/N suppressed the urge to throw up again and took a deep breath. “Let’s focus on the race, ok?”

Alex nodded hesitantly.

Y/N really wanted to tell Alex that she was pregnant, but she simply didn’t know how. Furthermore she wanted to tell all her friends she made over the last weeks together. Alex, Lily, Carmen, Rebecca. And of course, her childhood best friend.

A bit later, the race was finished. Charles came in P1, much to Alex’ joy, Max in P2 and Lando in P3. Everything was perfect, until it wasn’t.

She just went outside to head to the Red Bull garage but just as she came near, she heard a sharp voice.

“P2? And you are proud of yourself? Wipe that damn smile from your face, Max. You started from pole; you should have won easily. Didn’t I raise you better?”

Y/N froze outside and couldn’t move anymore. What was her dad doing here? Max didn’t know about it, did he?

Suddenly she felt like she might really faint. Black spots were dancing in front of her eyes, and she couldn’t breathe anymore. She hasn’t seen her dad in at least three years. And honestly, she was glad about it. She didn’t want him in her life anymore.

Y/N knew that Max didn’t have as much of a problem with Jos as she did, but he still didn’t exactly like it when his dad was complaining about him being P2 in a race. She knew he would beat himself up for it, as it would make him believe he was terrible at what he does.

“Y/N? Are you ok?”, she heard a voice say. Lando.

“Uhm. Yes. Everything’s alright.”

Lando eyed her.

“You don’t look like you’re alright… You’re pale and you look like you just saw a ghost. Did something happen? Are you not feeling well?”, he asked.

“No. Seriously everything’s alright.” But in that moment Max walked around the corner, and Jos was just behind him.

“Oh. Y/N. Nice to see you again after you’ve been ignoring my calls for what now… three years? And still living in your brother’s shadow I see.” Jos laughed and Y/N felt like she wanted to die.

She felt tears welling up in her eyes and her chest tightened. The nausea was back as well, and she hated it. Why couldn’t she just live in a normal family?

“Are you alright, Y/N?”, Max asked from where he was standing. His sister just nodded before turning around and walking to Max’ driver’s room.

“Great, dad. Well, done.”, she heard Max say to their dad behind her. But she just started crying. Damn pregnancy hormones.

A little later when she sat on a small couch in the room, she heard a knock on the door. Max.

“Can I come in please?”, he asked while he was already opening the door. “I didn’t know he would be here, I promise, I would have told you. I wouldn’t want to hurt you or even the baby.”

But exactly then, Y/N saw Lando in front of the wooden door. He looked at her with wide eyes the shock evident in his eyes.

“A baby?”

A/N: sorry it took me so long to write this part but i was so tired thanks to school i didn’t have the energy to write a lot. also updates to the next fics and what i am writing etc is on my pinned post / intro post

[creamecafe]

Hi there! Can you do a continuation of platonic squid game where the teen reader dies during the game, Like slowly dies as she calls out to character like (ahjussi, apparently, or unnie..)

Season 2 Squid Game Characters with Teen!Reader who dies in one of the games

Pairing: Platonic!Squid Game Characters x Teen!Reader

Warnings: death, angst, guilt

Author's Note: it's so HARD to find season 2 gifs for this. But thank you so much for requesting this! I hope you enjoy it!

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Seong Gi-Hun

It feels like the universe is punishing him

He lost so many people before, he thought he was numb to tears

He cries and falls to the floor not caring who's around

Tries to keep strong to finish the game but feels like he shouldn't be alive

Young-il

I believe honestly that he would still keep the cold look but he'll cry when he's in the dormitory

He'll have a "talk" with the guard that killed you

Tries to ignore his feelings of grief but it's distracting him from the game

Thanos (Player 230)

Tries to keep his chill persona like Young-il

But when he's in the bathroom he'll be crying

He didn't expect to be attached but it was too late

Would snap if anyone brought up your name

Kang Dae-Ho

Would feel like he failed protecting you

Your face of your last moments would haunt him

During the battle against the guards he would keep thinking of you and your lifeless body

Lee Myung-Gi

Tries to deny it at first

But hearing your number be announced that you're eliminated is all too real

Your bed is empty and everything of you is now a memory

Between Jun-Hee and your death, he wants to change and turn things around

Park Min-Su

Is paralyzed when he sees your dead body or sees you get shot

Tries to hold it in, but is crying when he sleeps

You were the only thing close to being a real friend for him, besides Thanos

He chooses X, afraid what Thanos will do, but does it honor of you

Nam-Gyu

Doesn't show his emotions with the others, as he's afraid he'll be seen as weak.

But when everyone's asleep, he goes to your bed (Like how he did when Thanos died) and just cries

Wants to vote X, but is scared of Thanos so he chooses O

Jun-Hee

She finally has a real sense that this game is indeed cruel

Tries to keep strong but breaks down in the bathroom

Holds her stomach real close as she tries to think how she'll make it out of here, as you should have.

Cho Hyun Ju

If you die in the mingle game, guilt will overcome her

She presses X for you, most likely knowing she won't get out due to the majority of Os being voted

Your empty bed in the dormitory haunts her as she misses your laugh and your plans to get out

Se-Mi

Tries to keep her chill persona up

But seeing you die snapped something inside of her

She immediately thinks of Min-su and is afraid to lose him too

Votes X because of you, knowing that Thanos and Nam-gyu would hate her afterwards. But she doesn't care, all she misses is you

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[zweetpea]

Mrs. "Wayne"

Part 2

Content warning: Swears, Arranged Marriage, murder (Not by Bruce because he doesn't kill), threats

This chapter is a bit shorter than the last but I think this is a sweet ended to this story. (For now... If I think of something to add to it I'll make a proper finale).

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You awoke with a bag over your eyes, a rope around your wrists, and a killer headache.

Bruce ripped the bag off your head. “You’re lucky I have a no kill policy. But trust me when I say that if you’re going to wish I did.”

“Scary.” You mocked in a smooth and dull voice. “Does that work on all the drug addicted mental patients in spirit halloween costumes that you beat up?”

He grabbed your chin and pulled you forward a bit. “Don’t play with me, little girl.”

“Don’t call me little girl, old man. What do you want?” You asked boredly. 

He glared at you. “I should be the one asking that.” He spat.

You looked at him anammused and unenthusiastically said, “I’d like to be let out of the chair.” He tips the chair back slightly over the edge of this cliff in the cave. “Okay! Okay! I want the divorce to be quiet! I won’t take a small settlement! In fact I won’t ask for any money or assets! I-! Um… I want a pony? WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY!!” You started to panic. There were a lot of things you could do, but surviving a 10-20 foot drop into a moat, while being tied up was not one of them.

He tips the chair back onto solid ground and grabs both of her shoulders. “You want a pony in exchange for your silence about the bat cave and my family?”

“Oh that’s what this is about?” The fear on your face dissipated. “I don’t really care about this.”

Bruce took a step back in shock. “What?”

“Yeah. This place is honestly amazing and I’m actually very impressed at what you do.” Your voice was genuine as you looked up at him.

He seemed skeptical. “You are?”

You smiled slightly. “Well, yeah! You fight 2 meta-humans, a bunch of psycho clown gymnasts, two guys in super suits, and just a bunch of other freaks every other week! Are you some kind of immortal being or something?” You geeked out a bit.

He looked at you surprised. “You know a lot about me.”

“Well, in retrospect, no offense but it’s kind of sad… and pathetic.” She looked at him sympathetically

He scoffs. “How?”

“You spent 14 years training to avenge your parents murder and you didn’t think to see a therapist?” 

“Point taken.” He started to untie You. “So you promise you won’t tell anyone?”

“Yeah. I’m not about to get dragged into this! Regardless of the truth behind our relationship, bad guys are going to come for me if I start blabbing about you guys. Not only that but the cops are going to hall me off to jail too if you get caught for vigilantism.”

“Oh… I didn’t think of that. I’m sorry…” He sits down on the cliffside with his head in his hands. “This whole thing has been a disaster.”

You sat down next to him. “Bruce?” You looked over curiously.

“Yeah?” He muttered.

You hesitated. “Why did you marry me?” You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him.

“Kid flash made a joke about my irresponsible love life and I guess I took it to heart.” He confessed somberly.

You patted his shoulder comfortingly. “All teenagers suck. It’s just growing pains.”

“I don’t like being bullied by an 8th grader.” He looked over in what you want to describe as a pout but that can’t be right. This is batman! Batman doesn’t pout! He broods!

“Imagine how Damian is going to be at that age.” You giggled. He growled and looked away. Oh my goodness. Batman was pouting. You burst out in laughter. “You are too special, Bruce.” You gave him a quick side hug and pulled yourself up. “Come on. Let’s go order take out and laugh at how stupid Villains are.”

He smiled at you slightly and pulled himself up as well. “Yeah… They are pretty stupid.”

“I mean it took me two months to find this place when they haven't come close in 2 decades!” She laughed and took his arm in hers. 

“Well Condiment king found this place a decade ago. But no one’s heard from him since so the villains stopped trying.” Bruce smirked.

You looked up at him worriedly. “I thought you didn’t kill.”

“I don’t, but my ex-special forces of a butler does.” He closes up the door to the batcave.

“...oh…”

He kissed your forehead and ushered you out of the library. “Nothing you need to worry about. Now let’s go order some takeout!”

You two ordered some Chinese food and lounged on the couch watching whatever was popular on Wayneflix. Bruce ordered shrimp fried rice and egg rolls while you just got a little of whatever caught your eye.

You pulled a throw blanket over you both and ate straight from the take out containers. It was weird being so close to him.

“I thought you didn’t like me touching you.” He reminded you of what you’d said less than a few hours ago. Seems like he noticed it too.

You shrugged. “I don’t like you feeling me up but I don’t mind cuddling. I suppose I should get used to it considering the fact that you’re probably going to keep me under lock and key for the rest of my life.” You shuffled closer to him.

He was silent for a moment before he spoke in a reassuring tone: “It’s not forever. Just a little while. I need to be sure you don’t plan on running off to the alps of Switzerland or something.”

You rolled your eyes. “No! Don’t be ridiculous! …Still can’t believe that the world hasn’t figured out you’re Batman yet. It’s so obvious in retrospect! Is that just my hindsight bias showing?”

“Maybe. Or maybe it’s the fact that a few tabloids are still floating around the idea that Batman is some kryptonian pet that Superman brought with him that gained a high level of intelligence.” Bruce practically shovelled his portion of food down his throat. 

“Pace yourself!” You scolded him. “And there’s no way anyone actually believes that.”

“Yeah well there’s also no concrete proof that links me to my alter ego.” Bruce pointed out in a playful tone.

“Yeah but… people don’t even float around the idea you're his sugar daddy-” You were interrupted by a certain tween.

“Father! Todd has informed me that he will be over shortly- Are you two cuddling?” Damian sounded repulsed by the idea.

You looked up at him. “Hey terror tot.” You greeted, flatly.

“Damian, I saved half my shrimp fried rice for you.” Bruce offered rather uncharacteristically warmly.

Damian turned away in a pout. “No thank you father. I hope you and your mistress have fun on your date.”

You interjected. “Firstly, super not the mistress. Secondly, it’s not like a date date so you can join us if you want. Thirdly, growing nestlings need to eat to build strength.”

Damian froze as Bruce sighed and rolled his eyes. “What did you just call me?”  Damian's voice was mostly steady but there was undeniably a hint of fear.

“Damian, she knows about the bat cave.” Bruce calmed the boy.

“YOU SHOWED HER THE BAT CAVE!!” Damian screamed in shock and fury.

“Damian, compose yourself!” Bruce stood up. The two stared each other down from opposite sides of the couch.

“So are we abandoning movie night?” Your question went unanswered as Damian started ripping into Bruce about how irresponsible it was for him to show it off to “Impress her” (his words); and how hypocritical he was.

Bruce finally grabbed Damian’s shoulders and got him to quiet down. “She found the batcave.”

“A likely story.” Damian crossed his arms and grimaced at you.

“History of taxes, fifth shelf from the bottom, middle-right to the left of the big bay window in the library, dewey decimal number 336.20.”

“It took you two months to find the bat cave?” Damian raised an eyebrow at you.

You looked back at him. “In all honesty I just wanted to read something you guys hadn’t. Some books might be boring but it’s better to actually read the books to you rather than flaunt them, like some wannabe Jay Gatsby.”

Damian stood there in shock. “You’ve read The Great Gatsby?”

You scoffed. “Everyone had to read The Great Gatsby. I had a terrible teacher that basically told us Daisy was the victim throughout the Novel. Which I would understand if she was drawing that conclusion from synchronizing her with Fitzgerald’s actual wife Zelda but she wasn’t.” You paused the movie for a second. “The Great Gatsby is a weird novel when you actually understand the story of the people behind it. Fitzgerald is Gatsby and Zelda is Daisy. However the entire book portrays their relationship as a fantasy. Gatsby grows to regret it. He lusts for her beauty and wealth while Daisy almost comes off as superficial. The rich stay rich and the poor men who try to make a name for themselves are naive fools. It really paints a bad light on how he viewed his own wife.”

The two men looked at you in utter shock. “What’s hilariously sad is the fact that Fitzgerald based a lot of what he wrote around Zelda’s diary entries. Daisy is horribly depressed in her marriage, and she hates her husband. You’d think that Fitzgerald would realize how much his wife despised him and how unhappy he made her but he seemed oblivious to that fact.” You grabbed the container of shrimp fried rice and handed it to Damian. “So if you’ll excuse us, I'd like to get back to bonding with my husband so we don’t end up like Zelda and her vile husband.” You pulled Bruce back onto the couch and gave him what you had left of your take out.

“You don’t have to-” Bruce tried to protest and give you back your food.

“I assume you’ll be out late. You’ll need energy if you’re going to be staying out till dawn.”

“I just want to take a nap…” He mumbled and held you close like a child holding a plushie.”

You fixed the blanket over you both again and got comfy in his arms. “Get some rest Bruce. You need it.”

[lathez]

So Bethesda's reasoning behind forcing a Miraak kill was that they had failed at creating a compelling dilemma. Originally you were going to trade some sort of tome to Mora, and they realized that no one was going to turn down saving a cool ass renegade cyborg sounding Dragon Priest for their little skill tree bit.

The thing is that this would have been ridiculously easy to fix with an addition of literally ANY interesting mechanic. So being a Miraak stannie, here are a few things the questline itself could lock behind Miraak's death to make me consider killing him:

Trade Dragon Souls for a Reduction in Shout Cool Down Time - A 1-2% increase for every shout spent. Actually gives the player motivation to seek out dragons and play a Thu'um build.

Trade Dragon Souls for an Increase in Shout Power - Fire Breath is one of the coolest in game shouts, and you get the fire Wyrm if you kill an enemy -- yet at higher levels it becomes almost useless. This goes for quite a few shouts.

Stacked Vahlok the Jailor Spectral Follower - A summon isn't enough to make me want to kill Miraak, but a spectral follower? That's cool as fuck. It makes sense, since you absorbed Miraak's soul, that Vahlok would want to follow you. Literally no one in their god damn mind would want to fuck with you and your floating dragon priest ghost going suplex city

Vahlok's Mask - Locking the final dragon priest mask behind a decision would actually make collectors twitch.

Marry Frea - Stupid as fuck that you can't marry Frea. Conversely, if you spare Miraak, you should be locked out of any remaining Skaal quests and merchants.

Ability to Craft Dragon Priest Armor - Yeah this would just be unbelievably fucking goated and I think you should get this regardless of decision if you collect all the masks, but whatever.

Bend Will That Actually Works - The ability to create up to two living thralls instead of two dead ones, effectively allowing you to increase your follower count, ie, you could have Teldryn, Serana, and Ralis at once.

Maybe someone who mods better than I do can tell me if these would be difficult to add, but honestly, I don't think a lot of them are as I've seen plenty of mods along these lines.

The pure laziness that went into the Dragonborn DLC -- which is fun, but criminally short and contained -- in comparison to the Dawnguard DLC is irritating, and it's even more irritating to know they had the voice lines ready to go and everything and decided to cut an actually good plot point last minute.

[oifaaa]

honestly pit madness is just an insult to jason and his motives at this point. he can be a hurt teen desperately acting out for his father's attention and love and still do awful things. that's part of what makes his complicated relationship with bruce so fun- they still love each other but their philosophies are so irreconcilably different that they should NEVER make up! bruce will never kill the joker because then he'll stop being bruce and jason will never stop needing his dad to kill him because that's the way he needs to be loved

and pit madness...... that takes away all of jason's calculated motivations. in a way it's a form of absolution because it wasn't REALLY jason who beat up robin to get to bruce. it wasn't REALLY jason who dressed up as dick and killed in his suit. it wasn't REALLY jason who spiraled and then killed all those kids and prisoners-

Jason and Bruce really have your basic toxic parent child relationship but turned up to 11 parental and child relationships are already so uniquly weird before you add on all the vigilantee self sacrificing dying nonsense and then some people will turn around and go "Jason's out of his mind there's no way he'd do this without pit madness" which I'm happy for you sounds like you and your parents have a nice relationship me on the other hand I get it Jason I too would do that and I wouldn't even have to die first

[jewelsli]

The Batkids all think that Bruce follows his no-kill-code extremely closely while Jason and like… most of them have broken it. Oh how wrong they are.

Especially before Dick was adopted the Bat regularly killed, he hades being judge jury and executioner but he sees the need to on many occasions. When Dick came along all bright and happy (and very very angry) he made up some baloney about not killing anyone so the kid wouldn’t off half of the Gotham rogues should he get the chance.

While none of the Batkids really know about this most of Gotham does, they just think that the civilians are mixing unsolved murderers(that are all a result of Bruce) and the Bats scariness and general antisocial tendencies up.

But Gotham is right, the Bat will kill those that he seems unredeemable, and while he doesn’t try to do it often, the numbers have gotten terrifying for the criminal world over time. When no colorful sidekicks are around the Bat hits harder and faster, and no matter what ANYONE says yes he CAN and WILL use a gun on you. People who traffick metas, children, and people in general find their leaders gone with not even a speck of blood on the scene(he doesn’t usually kill the workers unless they continue).

As for why he doesn’t kill the rogues? He’s TRIED many times to kill the worst of them, but somehow the joker just keeps coming back??? Besides he knows some of them aren’t all bad(Harley, ivy, and dent). The biggest factor though is that then his kids would know, and he wants to try and keep what little respect for him so they don’t go on a murder spree (again, yea Jason we are talking about you).

Bonus:

Bruce, on truth serum and not happy about it:

Jason, who want to mess with him: So B, tell me why I should be following your no-kill rule (they had already asked many more questions and he had never been given a straight answer to this before)

Bruce: I honestly don’t care if you do

Dick: Wait wha-

Bruce, continuing: You’ve proven that when you aren’t on a rampage you only kill when absolutely necessary, and I don’t see a problem with that.

Jason:… I guess that makes sense-

Bruce: Besides I’ve killed for less

Batfam:

Batfam:

Tim: Bruce what the fu-

[gingebreadbeetle]

Wanna know why this is so fucking bad?

These demons started out as so insufferable, terrible, sinful, when Stolas actually acted like an actual Demon Prince and now they act way too much like Humans and honestly this is like a mess of dark mature themes, y'know stories that put in dark mature themes just to seem cool about it, I don't think they have actually solved anything

Blitzo shouldn't have even QUESTIONED anything at all about his kill mission, apparently Vivzie thought he should cuz if he didn't, it would make him a hypocrite cuz he was in a similar circumstance, even though Demons would not even care what hypocrisy is cuz they ARE hypocrisy

I mean sure I had good faith in this show, Helluvaverse of Vivzie did have a great start, but now it's just so boring and I wanted a show of demons, not humans acting like they're Demons

Man I was so obsessed with Hazbin Hotel when its trailer first came out, now it's just sad

I’m in the same boat man.

Hazbin and Helluva came out, ( pilot hazbin, I should clarify) and I was a big fan.

I was excited that there was a show that tackled demonology and hell because! That’s my jam! And the shows seemed very interesting!!!

But it’s clear that Viv doesn’t care for interesting. Hell is a backdrop, her characters are puppets to further a hollow and inconsistent story which is animated by either underpayed workers or artists that Viv favors that are total creeps.

[canonizzyhours]

Something that always strikes me rewatching OFMD season 2 is that Auntie's so clearly set up as a foil for Izzy, but I think it's supposed to be in a way that reflects well on Izzy, and this COMPLETELY backfired for me (as someone who went into the season expecting him to be redeemed & being fine with the idea!).

I think Auntie's meant to set up the father figure interpretation of Izzy by having a relationship to Zheng that's clearly similar to the Ed-Izzy relationship while also being much more obviously parental. She scolds Zheng for having fun instead of focusing on her career goals, she disapproves of Zheng's budding love for Olu who she thinks isn't good enough for her, and while it's hard on Zheng it's also all clearly coming from a place of love. So I assume you're supposed to look and this and think, if I can see Auntie sympathetically, maybe I should consider whether Izzy too is ultimately coming from a place of genuine parental-type love toward Ed.

But the thing is Auntie works as a sympathetic character BECAUSE of how nothing she ever does toward Zheng is even a fraction as horrible as the way Izzy treats Ed. She speaks harshly to her but never veers into verbal abuse, she never seems to be deliberately triggering Zheng's trauma or deliberately encouraging her to view herself as a monster who neither needs nor deserves love, she never tries to straight up murder Olu as Zheng watches in helpless terror, she never actively betrays Zheng to the navy while telling her this is for her own good. And Auntie never for one moment comes across as though she'd even be capable of any of that, either. Because she actually does care about Zheng!

So it comes across to me - and I know it's unintentional - but it comes across like Auntie's presence in the story is saying to me, "this is what a relationship like Ed & Izzy's would look like it were ACTUALLY based in genuine love and loyalty. This is how Izzy would treat Ed if he actually did care about him." Izzy's behavior reads as WAY more abusive when we have a counterexample right there! It just makes it feel much more obvious that Izzy's not motivated by anything like even actual concern for Ed's well-being (even if misguided concern), the way Auntie is toward Zheng, but by the fact that keeping Ed trapped in the Blackbeard role even if it's killing him benefits Izzy. (And we're told that explicitly, while there's never really any suggestion that the reason Auntie's overinvested in Zheng's career is because of the ways she personally benefits from it.) If Auntie's here showing us what an overly strict and demanding but ultimately loving surrogate parent acts like, then I can't help seeing Izzy in contrast as the kind of nightmare narcissist stage mom whose "love" is based on viewing their kid entirely as an extension of themself, and who didn't give a shit about their kid's OBVIOUS SUICIDAL DEPRESSION until it started causing problems for them. And that honestly makes him WAY harder to forgive than back when I saw him as just a scheming henchman with a weird crush on his boss.

So basically at the end of season two I always feel like the show is asking me "If you can forgive Auntie for the ways she was too hard on Zheng, why can't you forgive Izzy for what he did to Ed?" and I am left replying "Well, you kind of just explained it, actually? I was kind of ready to forgive him until you talked me out of it?"

#436.

[roarrrgame]

It’s funny how Emmrich is the most well-mannered character in Veilguard but everyone dunks on him. Davrin tells him he doesn't understand the point of magic or the Fade - basically his whole life’s work, Harding judges him for being with someone younger, Taash lashes out at him because of their own fear of corpses, Neve is skeptical about necromancy and whether he’ll stay a good person as a lich, and Solas taunts him for becoming a lich (honestly I don’t quite get this. Is it because he is no longer a human which Solas believes is the nature he should follow?)

It’s all well and good (except for the writing being cringe at times), but the problem is, the other characters who have more intended character flaws don’t get so much hostility from companions? In previous games, if a character has obvious flaws, you can be sure that other companions will call them out ruthlessly. That’s why I love bringing pairs like Alistair and Morrigan, Solas and Sera out together, because not only do I get to see some hilarious interactions, I get to have the characters dig into each other’s bullshit for me.

I love seeing Solas call out Dorian for his stance on slavery, and I also love seeing Dorian call out Solas for being a “special and unique snowflake”, even though they are two of my favourite companions. If no one points out the companions’ flaws, and I can't either, I'd not like them as much, because it makes them seem real if they have authentic flaws, and it gives me an outlet for my displease for them when someone can criticise them.

However, no one’s real bullshit is called out in Veilguard (except for Solas’). The clashes between companions are for issues we don’t even see in the characters. For example, Davrin dislikes Lucanis because he’s an assassin, but he only kills bad people, he doesn’t even kill his traitor cousin, so what exactly is wrong with someone being an assassin? Lucanis doesn’t like that Davrin is righteous, but doesn’t he only kills bad people? So what’s wrong with someone being righteous?

Back to Emmirch, all the criticisms from companions towards this poor old man are because of prejudices, misunderstandings, and the character’s personal issues. We can see he's a good person with a lot of integrity, he's not an evil necromancer, so all the criticisms towards his necromancy only make me frustrated for him. They are not funny or satisfying to hear.

If we romance him, we can see he doesn’t respond to your flirts until he’s sure you are serious and he can’t take advantage of you because of your age gap, so the criticism from Harding just makes a lot of people mad at her.

I ran across Crossroads and around the Lighthouse so many times for the companion banters, but most of them are so pointless and bland. And they look at me when they finish, like I'm intruding or something?

We could've gotten more Solas, who everyone agrees is one of the best parts of the game, but all we get now is more boring than real-life banters and repetitive quests that if you don't finish you don't get the good endings, but even if you don't finish shit you still successfully tear down the Veil lmao.

[theegemini92]

All I said was Rhys and his batboys haven’t never been with Illyrian females sexually. This was on the topic of Feyre culturally appropriating Illyrian women and using Azriels wings as a prop. And I said I will blame Rhys who is already a sexual deviant to want to have this fetishization of flying and fuvking.

If my saying that the batboys haven’t had relations with Illyrian females means I don’t like them then it’s fucking dumb af. Yes I don’t like Rhys but I am not blind to see the social systems of Illyrians. People don’t like Nesta yet they have shipped her with Tamlin. People don’t like Tamlin they have shipped him with Rhys sister. How is this very reasonable theory a bad one? I have already talked about this in-depth on a reblog but again the Illyrian females are not easily accessible. Per my reading and understanding

Many cultures in our real world don’t give their women access to foreign men or the being with another who has a bad rep to taint their women. These females are shunned or killed for even going outside the culture. Peoples world views should start expanding beyond where they live or else things like this will fly over their heads. I’ve heard stories of caste systems, religion etc getting couples killed.

Cassian mother was an obvious example. With Illyrian women you either marry or become a prostitute and your children becoming bastards.

Illyrian pregnancies were also male Illyrians to another female fae which put these females to death, never the other way around.

The way they subjugate their females, what makes you think you can just waltz in and get one? They are also not even regarded as high fae.

We truly do have a lot of material to come to such a conclusion.

I would love other peoples thoughts on this topic honestly. I really want to know am I wrong on this take? My reblog is also on my page if you need to read it.

[quibbs126]

My brain was thinking of that idea I had of “megop kid that only Megatron knows about” again today before I accidentally took a nap

I would put these thoughts on a reblog of that post, but I’m too lazy to go looking for it at the moment

But anyways my brain decided to concoct the angsty scenario I mentioned there, in which the kid joins the Autobots and Megatron almost kills them, until he realizes who this is

I think the specific circumstances here are the kid being a new recruit in the Autobot ranks, and them and Optimus going on a mission that goes horribly, with Megatron showing up and Optimus getting incapacitated, and Megatron decides to beat up the new person because why not (actually I never figured out the reason tbh, but it’s not important)

He’s right about to kill them, but something about their appearance causes him to recognize who this really is and his act drops briefly in shock. But he keeps up his composure for now (he can’t let the Decepticons potentially see a weakness in him) and decides to spare them, telling them to go back and tell the Autobots he has their leader, and then tells them specifically to never return. When asked why he decided to show mercy, he says it’s because it matters little whether or not they live, the outcome would be the same either way; he also will enjoy seeing the dread in their face if they ever cross paths again, now that they know what he’s capable of

Later on he has Optimus captured and he decides to “interrogate” him, aka talk smack to him. But also in this case, secretly actually interrogate him on whether or not he knows the truth about his new recruit, and whether or not Optimus knowingly put them in danger and made them a soldier. He finds that no, Optimus has no clue the significance of this younger bot, treating him as he would any new recruit

I’m unsure whether or not Megatron would tell him the truth or not here. I want to say no, and that he decides its best only he knows. But I also kind of want yes for the idea of Optimus now knowing this information, but has no clue what to do with it once he gets back to Autobot base. Because his source of information is Megatron, but this is also way too out there for Megatron to have just made up. Also that’s kind of a bombshell to drop on this kid who assumes they’re just some random Transformer from nowhere in particular. So he has to live with it and he isn’t good at keeping up lies

The kid might have gotten that something weird was going on with Megatron during that confrontation, but the best they can assume is that Megatron must have been reminded of someone when looking at them, because they shouldn’t have history with the Lord of the Decepticons

But anyways, after all this, when Megatron finally has a moment to himself in complete privacy, he does feel really guilty about the fact that he nearly killed his own child. Yeah he got rid of them a long time ago, and he’s never had much of a burning desire to be reunited with them or anything, but it still affects him. He’s got very mixed and complicated feelings towards them, and he doesn’t know what to do with it. He’d rather they didn’t show back up at all, though it would have been worse if he hadn’t realized at all and he’d gone through with killing that recruit

Alright, done with the summary. Honestly, could probably make a fanfic out of it, but whether or not I will, that’s to be seen. As I’m sure y’all know, I come up with a lot of ideas I don’t actually do anything with. Also I don’t know if I’d do anything beyond this. If I were to go through with this fanfic, I should; feels like we need some payoff and learning of truths, but writing one idea into a fic is hard enough, actually continuing that story would be practically impossible for my scattter brain. Just look at the one fanfic I have written for Transformers

But yeah, it sounded neat. Though I remembered as I wrote this, I think the main idea surrounding the initial concept was Megatron not being able to say shit about other cross-faction kids due to his own secret one, and this stays a bit too much I think. But you know, still worth at least a fanfic concept I suppose

[floralscented]

MANAGER BEN HERE AND I KNEW U WOULD SEE MY VISION !!!!! hate fucking in the payback conference room, desperate secret make out sessions in the elevator, intimate touches during vought banquets and parties AAAAAHAHHHHHH i can always count on u queen!!! and i live for a (healthy) age gap story !! in my head shes mid-twenties and sb is around 30-40's like u said, bc honestly its jensens prime

love u

i fear i think all of jensens life is his prime so of course i have to agree with u. anyways let me feed the ppl a lil. a tease if u will

also can we pls send all the love to manager!ben anon bc this is literally not my idea whatsoever it is all urs pooks u are the genius behind all this every time u come up in here i SCREEAMMM

it started so innocently, when you think back on it now. this man you couldn't stand; the girl he was instantly pulled in by and couldn't leave alone. maybe you should have known that it was doomed from the start from that alone, but perhaps you were, while denying it, hoping that it wasn't.

soldier boy's kissing you in between the first and the ninety ninth floor. your parent's office, where you were supposed to be heading, is on the twenty-fourth. but of course, ben was conveniently waiting for the elevator at the same time as you. of course, he stands by the buttons, acting as if it's an act of chivalry within itself to hit your button for you.

"what floor are you, sweetheart?" he'd asked with that little quirk in the corner of his mouth. and you'd said twenty-fourth, and he'd promptly ignored it, pressing the ninety-nine at the very top of the list.

an argument ensues. it always does. but he plays you like a harp, and touches you just as gently, as if those same hands weren't stained with invisible blood that you only knew about from the stories your parent told you about. none of them are heroes, they'd said, it's best to not fall for that illusion no matter how desperately they try to paint it.

ben was desperation at its very core. your leg was hiked around his waist, and it felt heroic; the way his tongue swiped against yours. it felt heroic as he stole your breath from the cage that was your lungs. and it definitely felt like you were being saved when his bloodstained, killing fingers pushed the fabric of your panties away and he dipped them inside of you like you could singlehandedly wash them clean.

"they hate you," you pant on his mouth, not as an accusation but a simple statement. you do this sometimes, when you're overwhelmed, and he's making you feel too good for a man that you despise, that you punched in the face on your first meeting, and tried to the next three times you saw him, too. little reminders for yourself that this man did not equate to his actions. it was too much, though, to think about if that logic applied to the deaths on his conscience. "i hate you," you correct, and somehow it becomes a loop, like you could convince yourself if you repeated it enough.

his fingers are buried deep, the tips of them pounding relentlessly against your cervix, stretching out your spongey wet walls while they desperately clench around them. his mouth is a bruising force on yours, teeth having already nipped your bottom lip, and even his soothing kisses to follow were rough and intense.

his nose presses against yours, and for a second he might be ben, but then his mouth opens, and you're reminded that he doesn't think you're special; at least, you don't think so. you don't know that he doesn't do this with anyone else - pin them to the elevator wall in the midst of an argument, trying to stoke the flames that so far only you have been able to rise within him.

"hate me quietly," soldier boy chides into your mouth, and you must be utterly screwed, because you listen.

[redfountainpostin]

HOW EVERYONE DIES

One day, of course, all of them will be just pages in the history book, and I am honestly wondering how they'll go. I am craving the bitter sweet cinematic montages to "I know the end" by Phoebe Bridgers. Now, I think Sky goes last. Even after Bloom. He really dies an old man, white hair, hell maybe even white eyes that no longer see the world around him, just the memories of it, of how he changed it, and of the friends and love he lost. After his death, he's given a kingly ceremony and a dragonlord's burial- aka his dragon burns the body, and after a few days, his granddaughter claims him. Stella is second to last, Brandon having been third, and it honestly broke something in her when he died. She barely moved from his crypt where the ashes are, and after a week Sky had to carry her out, telling her Brandon would not want her rotting under the ground for him, she needs to be outside where it is light, with sun shining down upon her. Stella was a ruling queen until then, but after months passed and she did not yet recover from her beloved husband's death (Brandon died of a heart attack) she abdicated in favor of her oldest daughter, Adorea, (credit for the name @cyliarys-starlight) because she no longer felt fit to rule. She removed herself from the title of The Queen and is merely Queen mother until she died ten years later, on the same day Brandon died. She died in her sleep, but honestly, many will say it was broken heart, that she was only holding on for her children, especially the young Queen that would still need her advice at times. Layla, I think, was fourth to last, and she died in battle. Idk which battle, something that should have been minor but someone managed a sneak attack. Nabu died minutes later, as he was no longer fighting but clutching her dead body, screaming for his wife to open her eyes, crying his heart out :) They were found on the battlefield, her in his arms, pierced by the same spear (since Nabu was holding her when he was speared through the back). (Still a better love story than twilight death than what season 4 gave him) They were, by human standards, in their early sixties and they were holding up GREAT, btw. You have no idea how hard I am working not to kill any of the winx in childbirth, btw- you're welcome. The only reason why I am not doing it is because the lifespan's in Winx are crazy old and who the fuck would still be having kids in their 1000s/2000s. Then we have Timmy, who in a riding accident just a few years before Nabu and Layla- he fell of a horse and broke his neck, dead on impact. Million ways to die in the west, people! He lived a great life, even managed to still find light in after Tecna's death. But he didn't die right after Tecna, no- I can't kill the couples all together. Before him, it was... Flora. No dramatics here, she just fell asleep and did not wake up. Which is much better than Musa, who, I want to be brutal, got throat cancer and refused treatment because she'd never be able to sing again. She died in her studio, with a half written song still on her desk. The instrumentals were all done, though, so the song still gets performed, the lyrics just cut off halfway through. No one finished it out of respect. I think... Ohhhhhh, the song was about coming home to Riven, who died first- their equivalent of forties. So the song is literally about her dying and reuniting with her husband. Because Riven died first, and Musa lived for centuries longer, she did date after him, but she did not marry again. She was single when she got her diagnosis though, and that's when she started wearing her wedding ring again. Her boyfriends were lovely and she did love them, in a way, it is just that Riven was always going to be the love of her life. Her friends understood that too, and had great sympathies for her for being left a widow so young.

[pa-pa-patato]

How did this happen? Is the question that keeps going through Bendy’s mind.

It keeps repeating in his head as he lay in bed, completely naked with a pair of strong arms wrapped around him.

Cuphead Cuphead dish The assassin that tried to kill him and his baby brother The men that is now helping them find the ink machine His best friend Is in bed with him, cuddling him!

What is his life come to? Why can’t it be simple?

A soft sigh escaped his lips as he look up at the sleeping men besides him.

He may have been drunk when they started their…..thing…but now he’s sober,which means he has to deal with his thoughts on this situation sober. So yea, not exactly fun.

The demon decided to try ignore the shame and embarrassed this will bring them both in the aftermath and instead focus on the scars scattered across cupheads chest.

They were a lot yet not many considering his an assassin tied to the mob, honestly kinda impressive he managed to have only few.

But of course bendy didn’t linger on the ones he knew nothing about (yet, he’ll make cup spill some soon) and focused on the one he did knew,

The one he saw happen.

He has no idea how cuphead survived,

Hell he has no idea what he did to be able to keep him alive!

But he’s glad he was able to,he’s glad he can actually do something good with his magic…

A soft hum from cup made him snap back to reality,

Also making him realize that he’s hand was now caressing the scar on his chest.

Normally bendy would have pulled his hand back by now,

Normally he doesn’t sleep with his best friend while drunk.

His hand did end up leaving the scar

Instead it went upwards to now caress cupheads face.

It was soft? How is it soft? The men is a cup! Yet his face is soft!? Stars he had so many questions, Questions that will go unanswered cause unlike holly, he is a coward who can’t bring himself to ask anything.

His lips are soft too Guess he should have known that by now-NO! BAD DEMON! QUIT THINKING ABOUT IT!

Which to be fair is easier said than done considering he and cuphead are still naked and cup is holding onto him in his sleep, pulling him impossibly closer.

Is it immature to be mad at the sleeping men? Yes. Will bendy stop? No.

Bendy flipped him off with his free hand making a funny sight giving he’s still caressing his face with the other.

This was all the dishes fault,

seducing bendy while he was drunk!(cup was drunk too but the demon didn’t dwell on that)

And what was bendy supposed to do!?

Cuphead is a smooth talker and bendy is just a little bit attached to him!

Not his fault! There were at least ten people that were trying to get with cup!

He just happened to be the unlucky one he picked

Stars this is a disaster…. He should just wiggle out of his hold, get dressed and leave. Cup would have done it by now! But bendy doesn’t. He remains put. Cause it’s cold. And cup is warm A-and he feels safe. He feels safe in his arms and he haven’t felt safe since-…. Since….?

What’s was he thinking about again?

Bendy felt himself getting pulled closer towards cuphead.

….

I..think I’ll just sleep.

This can be morning Bendy’s problem.

[lighttailoring]

SYRIL DAY! SYRIL DAY <3 MY TERRIBLE HORRIBLE BOY

I really wasn’t sure what to post but eventually I have settled on a list of things that I think are cool. I don’t think anyone reading this won’t have been subjected to at least a little bit of this already so for this I’m sorry. But this is my moment to shine!

NO JOKE CHARACTERS

This is the #1 thing I notice and appreciate about Syril’s arc, honestly. I’ve seen far, far too many shows set up characters like this in other media. Mean, Pathetic Losers whose only role in the plot is to be repeatedly humiliated over the course of it – and of course, it’s always all their fault. Why don’t they realise that nobody likes them, that everything they do is terrible, that they should just go away and leave the normal people alone? When he first showed up on screen I was genuinely watching through my fingers. Just kill him off already, I thought. Please. Just kill him off, so I don’t have to watch him be used as a punching bag while you point and go “Ha, funny right? It’s funny to watch freaks like this guy suffer, isn’t it? Aren’t you glad you’re not like him – wait, you’re not like him, are you?”

But then they… didn’t do either of those things? Syril doesn’t win, sure. He can’t win, at least on the path he’s currently going down, because this is Andor. I will leave the entire post that I could write about how Andor’s narrative *will * fuck you for Timm &/ Nurchi Appreciation Day – that’s coming, right? But tl;dr: God is real on this show and his name is Tony Gilroy and he hates fascism lol.

But he also isn’t treated like a joke. There are no joke characters on this show. His stroppy little attempts to be taken seriously are laughable but they’re also given depth, just like everybody else’s shitty decisions. Real motivations, real consequences.

And then after they didn’t kill him off in Reckoning, Andor heard everyone making their cute little Mommy Issues jokes and went “OK!” and sent him home to his actual mother and we all had to sit there and watch -

THE OPPRESSIVE REGIME AS THE ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP WRIT LARGE

“It’s easier to hide behind forty atrocities than a single incident,” says Nemik, and in the same episode we see Eedy Karn – a woman whose first interaction with her only son, who she’s not seen in years, is to slap him across the face – repeatedly needle Syril. The kitchenette is small, cramped, lit only by grubby artificial lighting. It feels like an interrogation room. It basically is an interrogation room. Eedy berates Syril for every single thing he does or says – a brown suit triggers a particularly insidious wave of insults disguised as concern, but we know as well as he does that he could have worn any colour and gotten the same reaction. In the same show we also watch Mon Mothma struggle against a constant onslaught of bullshit from her dreadful husband, and we see the same tactics being used, albeit in slightly different ways. It just never lets up, for either of them – if they try to ready themselves to fight back against even one barb, they’ll find themselves with ten more lodged in their backs that they haven’t been able to dodge, so they just… endure it.

Fuck it - this isn’t an academic essay. What I’m trying to say is fuck I love Andor for holding up a picture of an abusive relationship and a picture of an oppressive regime and waiting for us to figure out that they’re the same picture. Undermine your target at every turn – convince them that they can’t win. Then when you actively harm them, they won’t even bother to fight back.

A SHADOW, A TENANT, A STRANGER

So yeah there’s that. But Syril’s arc in specific really focuses on what it’s like to live in a panopticon – to know you’re constantly being monitored. “I have ways of knowing,” Syril says to Eedy. But he doesn’t seem to have ways of preventing her from snooping on him. And really, what good does knowing that you’re being watched do, if you can’t stop it?

How do you grow, when you’re constantly being monitored, and when – as it’s been demonstrated – there is no possible way to please the person who’s monitoring you? How do you develop a personality? How do you do anything?

We see so many times just how stunted Syril is – from his absolute inability to think in shades of grey, his need for order because he doesn’t have any idea what he wants (“I want what you want,” he says – does he mean I think I know what you want, or does he mean Whatever you want is what I want?), the way he looks like a little child in his sad pyjamas sitting at that plastic table, his bizarre little friendship with Mosk that’s more like two kids on the playground than two fully grown men. He doesn’t have his own desires because he hasn’t been allowed to have them. He wants the rigidity and facelessness of the Empire because then he doesn’t have to deal with the fact that he doesn’t have a face of his own. He’s so nothingy. I love him so much you guys.

TAILORING

BUT the one thing we do see Syril actively doing is… tailoring. Well, we don’t see him do it, but Kyle Soller has confirmed in interviews that Syril is doing it himself, which I think most of us suspected. In a show that keeps bringing up salvage and ‘fix it yourself’ and how we’re pushed towards the pre-packaged and mass-produced precisely because it keeps us reliant on the supplier, it’s… it itches, to see this guy taking in his shapeless Pre-Mor uniform to flatter him (hi Kyle Soller slutty waist fans), to see him raising the collar of the brown suit that his mother hates so much (and someone pointed out that the collar is a slightly darker brown than the rest of the suit, and that he’s then clearly used that same material to add to the cuffs, so that it looks intentional). Where’s that post about how the reason influencers and celebrities look so great in clothing that you look dreadful in is because they’ve had all of their clothing tailored to fit, where you’re expected to just make do in stuff that’s designed to fit someone who doesn’t even exist.

The fact that you’d THINK he’d be so wedded to the idea of Following The Rules that he’d insist on not making any alterations to his uniforms at all???? (First person to say “It’s Because He’s Vain And Selfish” is getting a little kissy on the forehead because I know that will annoy you more than anything <3)

THE SUN…

You’re still reading this, so you’re getting my favourite, most brain-itching thing YAY

The opening scene of The Axe Forgets is the moment that cemented Syril in my head as My Blorbo Forever. Two seconds. I timed it! Two seconds of sunlight. And he’s been waiting for it, sat on his bed like a dog waiting for its master to come home – and there it is, the sun on his face – and then it’s gone. He’s left all alone in the darkness again.

(and THAT’S on a sunny day... and what happens when another block is built, or someone puts up a billboard, or runs an expressway through that little sliver of sky? Fuck you, is what).

It’s implied that Syril and his mother are pretty solidly lower-middle-class. They’ve Worked Hard All Their Lives, and have probably been ‘calling in favours’ their whole lives, also. I’m half convinced that Syril was sending money home from Pre-Mor to help pay the rent (otherwise why the immediate need for Syril to get another job? Wouldn’t Eedy love to relish in her son’s unemployment, and have him at home 24/7 to boot?) And this is what all that hard work gets them – two seconds of sunlight a day.

It’s like… OK the reason they made a TV show instead of writing an essay is because I can write all of this out, but when you see that shot, you feel it. The fucking SUN. Even the sunlight is out of reach. Coruscant is Hell I stg

BUT WAIT I HAVE MORE THINGS TO SAY. Luthen says “I burn my life to make a sunrise I know I’ll never see” and there is of course a supremely ironic comparison to be made there with Syril’s own hubris handing Ferrix to the Empire and leading him back to that childhood room where he literally will never see the sunrise – but. The sunrise.

The problem with sunrises is that you sort of can’t stop them from happening. I think it falls into the wider (and perhaps faulty!) concept in Andor that the success of the rebellion is inevitable – that “one single thing will break the siege”.

Why did they give Syril these scenes with the sun? Nothing in this show is accidental. I’ve been turning it over and over in my brain ever since the show aired. Why is this character, who’s so browbeaten and curled in on himself and willing to debase himself in service of an Empire that hates him because he doesn’t know anything other than being hated – why does he get the sun, the sun that will always rise no matter what

Drives me crazy. Anyway

Character Appreciation Friday - Syril Karn

Name: Syril Karn Played by: Kyle Soller Appearances: Kassa, That Would Be Me, Reckoning, Aldhani, The Axe Forgets, Announcement, Narkina 5, Nobody's Listening!, Daughter of Ferrix, Rix Road

Happy Friday, fam! We're really getting to the meat of it for Appreciation Friday from here on out, starting with our number one sad cereal boy, Syril Karn.

Love him or hate him, there's so much to appreciate about this little weasel of a character. So let me know what you think in a reblog, comment, or ask! (and remember, do not be an asshole if you don't like him. learn to say it in a respectful way or don't say it at all)

Next week: Kleya Marki

[aurumacadicus]

I mean how can we respect or trust the Russo brothers when they did their fave (Captain America) SO DIRTY???????