#they needed to step in and intervene and be like no this isn't acceptable i am getting you treatment whether you're cooperative or not..
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realizing that the situation i am in is not solely the result of a moral failing or deficiency of character on my part but is instead largely just the way things happened to have played out, and that i don't need to punish myself about it... but it is very difficult to view things pragmatically when you haven't spoken with anyone who shares the experience. it makes me feel like i am uniquely awful because like, why else would it be only me? but 1. it's not only me, i just haven't happened to meet the people who i do share the experience with... just because i can't see it doesn't mean it's not real etc... and 2. there really is no explanation because the universe doesn't have motives or a moral compass. i keep waiting for a moment to be told why this has happened and only then will i receive the key to how i can finally move on... but that's not going to happen so i just have to move on. but again it's difficult because i have no guidance from anyone who actually knows what to do in this situation. very alone in my aloneness...
#kind of mad at my parents. how you can let your obviously mentally ill incapacitated child go untreated for their whole life is beyond me#they always say it's because i didn't want to/i wasn't cooperative etc but like. idk how to word this correctly#they needed to step in and intervene and be like no this isn't acceptable i am getting you treatment whether you're cooperative or not..#you know...?#and by uncooperative i mean like i wouldn't go into the therapists office when they drove me there one time. or i verbally said no and crie#to them about it. not that i was violent or vulgar or any type of behaviour where they felt genuinely powerless/threatened#like i don't know.i don't know. why did they just accept it when i said no. why did theey give me that much agency?#i wasn't in a place where i should have been trusted with agency. i was a very sick child.of course i wasn't going to know what was best fo#me. it was their job as parents to know what was best. and the thing is that they DID but they never acted on it#it has really messed with my sense of self and my (in)ability to move through the world that they allowed me as a child to make all of my#decisions for myself. they afforded me the same power as a mentally healthy adult. they treated me as their equal?#they acted like the things i thought and said had any merit or were deserving to be listened to and followed#i don'tknowwwwwww. like at all. i dont know
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Their reaction to you defending them (Bungo Stray Dogs)
a/n: First time writting for this fandom, let's go!
Doppo Kunikida:
He was used to Dazai and Ranpo's constant teasing, and although he usually ignored them in favor of his paperwork, he couldn't deny that today both geniuses had been especially cruel. He tried not to let it show, after all, there was no reason to make a scene over a simple joke.
Unfortunately, he forgot one small detail: you knew him better than anyone and you could notice the moment when a comment from Ranpo crossed the line of what was acceptable, so it was your duty to intervene in the most mature way possible: unleash hell.
Listen, Kunikida is no fool, he knew what he was getting into when he started dating you, he knew the strength of your ability and your wits, but until now you hadn't had any missions together and he didn't expect you to be so fierce in defending him. If Fukuzawa was wondering why there was a Dazai-shaped hole in the wall while Ranpo was having an existential crisis in his office, he certainly preferred not to ask.
H.P. Lovecraft:
"Human...human what are you doing? Human, put the gun down"
He was a god, a being beyond time and space, why should he care what anyone said about him or the human disguise he used? He never paid attention to that nonsense, he just wanted to finish his work and go back to sleep.
That's why he didn't care when a couple of people made fun of him, or rather, of his "human" appearance, he simply continued walking with a slow but firm step, until he felt a tug on his arm. Confused, he turned to see that you had stopped walking and your hand was tightly squeezing his as you looked at those people with murderous hatred.
You didn't even give him time to react before you pulled out your gun and pointed it at their heads, effectively stopping their laughter as they looked at you in fear.
"Don't try me, bitch" you growled.
Lovecraft only cared about four things: offerings, sleeping, finishing his work (so he could sleep), and his human. You were his human. He was supposed to take care of you and protect you, not the other way around, but it wouldn't be the first time you confused him by doing something you "shouldn't" or that at least didn't make sense to him. Like defending him. Are you sure you're a human and not a gremlin?
Edgar Allan Poe:
As a writer, Poe knew that not everyone would like his novels, it hurt him every time someone told him that, but he was used to it. Of course, there were people more educated than others and sometimes it took days for the pain in his chest to go away, but in the end he learned to live with it.
You were another story. To you, the man was the greatest writer in history, and while you respected other people's opinions (no matter how wrong they were), you drew the line when critics were rude to Edgar.
"I understand if the novel isn't your taste" you told the reviewer "But there's no need to be rude about it. If you don't have anything nice to say, shut the hell up"
"And who are you, beautiful? His babysitter?" he scoffed
Poe squirmed in his place and played with his hands as he lowered his head and let his bangs cover his eyes. He could feel people's eyes on the three of you and it made him more anxious. He was about to ask you to leave the matter alone, but you didn't give him time to react. Before anyone could stop you, you used your ability to send the other guy flying across the room, making him crash hard into the wall. A twist of your hand and a table flew as well, straight into his stomach, suffocating him.
"The only one who can call me beautiful is that cutie over there" you said, pointing at Edgar "say something about him again and you won't live to tell about it"
Poe swallowed hard as you turned and grabbed his hand, leading him out of the place. His mind raced as he tried to understand what had happened. You defended him, and you were terribly fierce, he really didn't know who he was most afraid of anymore, and- wait, you called him cute?!
Nathaniel Hawthorne:
Nathaniel knew he wasn't exactly people's favorite person, but it's not like he cared much, honestly. He would only focus on his own business and ignore any rude comments towards his person. With a skill like the Scarlet Letter, he was more than capable of defending himself when necessary, so why bother with meaningless words?
But you, you took it personal. It was a big surprise to him, because since you had joined the guild, neither of you had done much for the other beyond some friendly greetings and a couple of pleasant conversations, so seeing you so upset on his behalf took him with the guard down.
He watched as you continued to defend him, but he had to jump into action as soon as you showed signs of activating that dangerous ability of yours that always drained you past the point of collapse and left you in bed for at least a few days. He was able to stop you and honestly didn't even care about his attackers as he carried you back home.
"Don't do that again" he scolded you "I'm not worth your own safety."
"No" you agreed and smiled "you're worth more, Nathaniel"
He couldn't help but smile back at you and feel a soft warmth spreading across his chest.
Herman Melville:
When you have already lived as much and been through as many things as he has, it is inevitable that wisdom and resilience will seep into your bones. Herman was not a man who lost his temper easily, and a couple of brats making ill-intentioned comments was the least of his worries.
However, he couldn't help but smile softly as he silently watched your attempt to defend his name. It was cute, if he was honest with himself, not just because of how your cheeks were slightly tinted red with anger, but because of the simple fact that you were willing to go a step forward for him, something he couldn't exactly say about the rest of the guild.
"I'm sorry for that, Mr. Melville" you said once you managed to shoo away the people who had insulted him "I'm sorry that they interrupted our walk in such a rude way"
"Don't worry, little one" he laughed and ruffled your hair gently "why don't we go get a coffee? It's on me, it's the least I can do for my savior"
He winked at you and started walking, waiting for you to follow him. You just laughed and ran after him, not caring about people's stares.
Louisa May Alcott:
She knew that in a confrontation, she had the disadvantage, always. She was small, clumsy and shy, her voice left her easily and her brain slammed shut, leaving her paralyzed with fear. So when a pair of men cornered her in an alley at night, with sinister smiles, Louisa could only close her eyes and expect the worst.
It took her a while to notice the small commotion around her or the men's grunts and screams. It wasn't until she felt a pair of warm arms gently hugging her, that she was able to react and finally open her eyes, only to be met with your worried gaze.
"Are you ok, Lu?" you asked softly
Louisa could only nod and snuggle deeper into your arms. It took her the entire trip back to the Guild building to catch up with everything and realize that you had saved her life. Once safe, she wasted no time thanking you as many times as she could, not stopping even when you told her it was fine.
Expect her to be attached to you from that moment on, not wanting to go out on the town unless you accompanied her and offering to help you in any way she could until you tell her it's not necessary (she still will, tho).
Bram Stoker:
"Do not do that again"
You looked at the vampire with disbelief. You just defended him and that's how he thanked you? Damn insensitive being, you didn't even know why you bothered (you knew, but you weren't ready to admit it).
Bram wasn't really trying to be rude, he just didn't care about the situation at all. It wasn't unusual for Fukuchi to yell at him, for Gogol to make fun of him, or for some other member of the DOA to insult him, but he didn't care, all he wanted was to rest.
That's why he hadn't said anything when the clown had opened his coffin to mock him again, nor when you had jumped into action to defend him, he had simply watched indifferently as you tried to defend his honor.
But even he had to admit that you had guts, not everyone would stand up to a person like Gogol, who had no trouble hurting people no matter who they were, moreover, you had come out of it unscathed. And all in his name.
Bram had to admit that you had been passionate in your defense of his person and although he really couldn't care less about the incident, he supposed it would be only right to acknowledge your effort.
"Thank you" he said, stopping your steps.
"Uh?"
"You're brave" he admitted "…but don't do it again, I'm not worthy of you getting hurt."
His face showed no emotion, but his eyes told another story. You smiled softly at him and nodded. You both knew you weren't going to listen to that warning, but you didn't need to say it out loud.
Sigma:
"If I find out that any of you bothered Sigma again, the "Decay of angels" will become the "Graveyard of rats'" you growled.
Sigma barely had time to blink before you grabbed his hand and led him out of the room, ignoring the dumbfounded looks from Nikolai and Fyodor. The 3-year-old was used to Gogol's jokes that bordered on torture, or Dostoyevsky's cruel, manipulative and cold comments, he didn't like them, and he was always left with a feeling of fear running through his veins, but it was what it was and there was nothing he could do about it if he wanted to continue living.
But you, you were not afraid of either the clown or the devil. Damn, you weren't even afraid of Fukuchi, you were simply with the DOA because your ideals aligned with the organization's ultimate goal. You usually didn't pay much attention to the rest of the members, but you used to spend time with Sigma at the casino.
He thought that maybe you wanted something from him, just like everyone else, but in the time he knew you, you had only been nice to him, asking how he felt or how his day was, and now, you had defended him from Nikolai and Fyodor? He…really didn't know what to think.
"Don't let them bother you" you told him once you got to his office. "And if they do, just tell me, I'll take care of it" you promised.
Sigma nodded slowly and you gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek before walking out of there. The poor boy could only touch his cheek before tears began to form in his eyes. You hadn't asked him for anything in return, you hadn't blackmailed him, you had really defended him just because you cared about him and nothing else.
He'll probably need a couple of hugs and won't leave your side for the next month.
Nikolai Gogol:
“Have a nice day, sir” you smiled and walked away.
You didn't notice how the only visible eye carefully followed your every movement until you were lost in the sea of people. Only then did the man's mind seem to wake up and race to catch up with what had happened.
Nikolai had been away on errands for Fyodor. It hadn't really taken him long to finish the list, but it was one of those days where he didn't want to go back right away, so he calmly strolled around the city, trying to find the perfect victim to torment, just for fun.
It was at that moment that a couple of people pointed at him and started whispering. Nikolai didn't really care, but then one of the boys came up to him and started teasing him, making fun of his extravagant appearance. It was evident that the poor unfortunate soul didn't know who he was messing with, and the clown smiled evilly, having found his victim.
However, before he could do anything, you showed up, punched the other guy in the face, and started yelling at him for insulting someone just because of his appearances. Nikolai didn't really know how, but you even managed to get the guy to apologize to him before turning to ask him if he was okay. When he assured you that he was alright, you simply smiled and continued your way.
He was very confused. He was Nikolai Gogol, he didn't need to be defended. He knew it, the DOA knew it, everyone knew it! Except you, apparently. He assumed you didn't really know who he was or all the atrocities he had committed, which only confused him more. You had simply defended him because you believed that he was a normal boy who liked to dress extravagantly and that's it.
It was nothing special for you, but for Nikolai it was the beginning of an obsession. No one had defended him before, not even Fyodor (especially Fyodor, tbh). It felt strange, like something warm and soft was spreading across his chest. It was a nice feeling and he desperately needed to feel it one more time. So he started chasing you.
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Suggestion!
I'm genderfluid, and I was wondering if you could do a obey me! Brothers react to someone being transphobic of MC?
Juat a random little idea.
Oh no...lots of planned deaths will be happening..but of course!
The brothers reaction to someone being transphobic to MC
Lucifer
He has always been accepting of you he always saw you as his lover and nothing more nothing less. He hasn't heard much transphobic talk so he never felt he needed to do something about it until one demon changed all that. They were using very hurtful comments knowing exactly what they were doing. He immediately storms over and stares the demon right in their eyes. "I suggest you shut your mouth before I have Diavolo banish you from devildom or better yet let me deal with you." He says his demon form on the verge of escaping. Of course the demon backed off letting out small apologies before running away. He immediately goes to comfort MC saying all the demons words were trash and nothing that could ever be the truth.
Mammon
He already is very defensive of Mc in the first place so when someone bad mouths them it isn't too pretty. Which is exactly what's happening in this situation. The moment he hears any sort of negative comment he immediately gets set off. He of course was damn near a few inches away from MC so he heard it loud and clear. He has no self restraint and his demon form was immediately out in the open. "The hell did ya say? I'll make you eat your damn words then the floor next!" He says spewing more threats before having MC intervene. He after being calmed down and distanced immediately checked up on you apologizing for being too aggressive in front of you (not for being aggressive towards the asshole)
Levi
He isn't very confrontationally to begin with so when situations like so occur he freaks out. Once he sees MC is hurt from these horrible comments he immediately drags them away. If the demon insists on following he eventually snaps. "One more step and lotan will have you for dinner" he quickly states. Once MC is away and safe he nervously checks up on them hoping they aren't too hurt and affected or else he'd relay this incident to Lucifer... anonymously...sure
Satan
As expected it doesn't end well. He tried to hold his temper and ward the transphobic asshole off with a few threats but the demon wasn't listening. He eventually lost his temper and not even MC could calm him. Lucifer had to be called and the two were safely back at the house of lamentation. Once he was coherent he apologized for his outburst and for not listen to MC. He does however promise no one will make comments like those again after seeing what happened to the last demon.
Asmos
With how he is he's dealt with stuff like this demon before. He covers Mc's ears and glares at the demon "hunny look at that outfit I wouldn't spout out anymore low life insults when you can barely dress yourself." He then walks MC away and distracts them. He did however alert Lucifer of this demon and let whatever happens happen☺️
Beel
He loves family and MC so whenever one is threatened he isn't such a great person to be around. This demon has some balls for saying such harsh things to MC when beel is standing right there next to them. He suddenly grabbed the demons shirt with one hand and looks them dead in the eyes. "Stop talking." He suddenly says. MC rests their hand on him to ease his anger a bit. It works he lets the demon down and goes to take a step forward and the demon has already scurried off. He turns to MC and cups their face "are you alright" he asks his demeanor completely different from before.
Belphie
He's an asshole by nature so... The demon wasn't very smart doing such a thing. As soon as he spoke and said one hurtful comment and MC's face dropped he suddenly grabbed the demon and forced them to sleep. He would have gone further if MC didn't step in. "Don't Lucifer will have your head if you do anything more" MC states and he sighs walking them both away. Still not getting that demon out of his head eventually doing something but no one will know that.
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Eden gang go to therapy.
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Charlie: I'm so happy you all finally accepted to come here!
Adam: I'm just using it as stepping stone to go back to Heaven, If I need to be close to these three fuckers for more time than I would want, then sucks to be me that beggars can't be choosers.
Lucifer: Oh you're just angry because we didn't invite you. If you wasn't such a mysoginist asshole, maybe things could have gone differently~
Adam: As if I would want to be part of your broken polycule!
Lilith: As If we wanted you to join us.
Eve: Actually I would have loved him if he had joined us.
Lilith: Eve!?
Eve: What? He was my husband and surpriselly or not, I loved him.
Adam: If you really loved me you woundn't have cheated on with the two people I hate the most and ruined my life!
Eve: It was a accident! Ruin your life to be more precise, cheat on you was a choice I made.
Adam: Like how Cain was a accident!?
Eve: Cain was the first oops baby but of all things I regret about me, Lilith and Lucifer he isn't one of them, even despite everything....
Adam: Talk this to poor Abel's face, oh I forgot, you can't thanks to your bastard!
Before Eve (who quickly got angry) could say something, Charlie left her in the dust.
Charlie: Wait, Cain is my brother!?
Lucifer: We talk about him later, since we are talking about us I guess sooner or later we need to talk about him hehehehehehe.....
Charlie: I won't let any of you avoid it, why I'm only discovering it now!? There's any other lost sibling I need to know!?
Lucifer: Not that I know, Lilith?
Lilith: Why you are looking to me like that?
Lucifer: Well my only children are Charlie and Cain, and it isn't like we were monogamous.
Lilith: Despite having been called mother of the Plagues of Mankind, it's just a myth, I have a harder time having childrens than you and believe me, If Charlie have half-childrens you would already know.
Charlie: Ok, good to know about it. Let's go back to your therapy and later on we discuss about my brother.
Lilith: Before it, I would like to ask Eve a question.
Eve: Yes?
The "Mother" of Demons look to the Mother of Mother of Humanity into her eyes.
Lilith: Do you really regret us, Evening Star?
Eve: It was good while it lasted, but it didn't compesate all the suffering.
Lilith: Sigh, why I'm the only who don't regret anything? Why I'm the only who think that despite everything it was worth and think we did nothing wrong!?
Lucifer: Lilith, I.....
Eve: Because among us you're the only one who won in the end. Lucifer was cast from his old home into a hell of his own making and me and Adam lost everything that was meant to be ours, meanwhile you got the freedom, power and a realm separate from the gilded cage and heaven you so despised.
Lilith: Maybe because I was the only who tried to make the best of a bad situation. Better on Earth or hell than on a gilded cage without free will.
Adam: Heh, "free will."
Lilith: What you mean with it!?
Adam: You know exactly what I mean with it! If there's another thing that annoys me about you is how you describe that curse as free will! I chose to try to take the control because I wanted to be the top, you chose to leave me and rebel against everything the Elders planned because you desired more than paradise and Eve glady accepted the Apple and ruined everything!
Before Lilith could give her own response Charlie resolved to intervene.
Charlie: Ok, calm down you two before this escalate to a fight. We are here to talk about your problems and resolve them peacefully, we let the talk about the magic of free will for later too.
Lilith: Fine.
Adam: Tsk, let's get over it.
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-chinhands- I know everyone is up in a tizzy over Moon, but I wanna take a step back and look at the chain of events that have led to Moon's current state of mind.
And the root is Dark Sun.
So, Ruin Thanos-snapped a bunch of dimensions, and Solar is a casualty of that. Cue multiversal grief, Ruin getting locked up again, Eclipse getting bullied by Puppet and Frank into helping, and Moon declaring that he's going to find a solution.
Stuff happens next. Eclipse tries to pick a fight with Dark Sun and runs into his security system like a deer tangling with an electric fence, and also gets Something done to him. Moon finishes scanning Ruin, turns around for 2 minutes, and Ruin gets kidnapped (again). Moon hits a dead end with his research.
And Moon falls apart.
Up to this point, Moon had been pushing his grief off for later. There was a solution to this, he just had to find it. And that hope drained away over the course of the month, until he found a solution that involved sacrificing someone. Also the most justifiable candidate for this just left with spaghetti dinner.
Now, here's the crucial point. Because this is where Moon could have started to heal. He's being faced with the enormity of his grief, he's a few weeks behind his sibling on processing it, but he has the opportunity to do so here. There's nothing he can do to fix this, and he'll have to accept Solar's death.
This is fine. This is normal. This is healing.
And then Dark Sun showed up, grabbed Ruin out of the fridge, stapled him back together, and dropped him off on Moon's doorstep.
And Moon snapped.
Suddenly, he doesn't need to heal. He doesn't need to move on, he doesn't need to process. Opportunity is back on the table, and Moon latched onto it with hands and teeth, and he's not letting go.
It's not really hope anymore at this point, I think. It's desperation and fear. It's thinking himself a fool for even considering giving up on this chance. It's him moving his target from Ruin to Bloodmoon to possibly Eclipse or Stitchwraith or anyone else that's 'expendable'. It's using himself if he can't find a substitute.
And it's not about Solar, now. It's about control-- control over death.
And the root of control is fear.
And what he's afraid of, what Moon is actually fighting right now, is the fear of losing any more of his family. He has to bring back Solar, because it will prove that he can bring back any of them. If something goes wrong he can fix it. He has to fix it.
(I've got a whole aside comparing Ruin to Moon, but I started this thinking about Dark Sun specifically, so i'll try to stay focused)
So! That leads back around to what does Dark Sun get out of this?
Again, Moon was at a point where he could move on, until Dark Sun very deliberately intervened. This is exactly the same thing Ruin did by making Eclipse as a diversion to keep Moon occupied-- Moon is being nudged in a specific direction, and it's this plan for sacrifice. Eclipse apparently has an idea that won't involve sacrifice, and Dark Sun tampered with him so that he may or may not be dying (or his code is breaking down because it was based on Solar's).
So what does Dark Sun get out of it? Does he want to co-opt the procedure and use the energy or whatever for his own ends? Does he know the consequences and want to see them play out? Does he want a solution to the 'wiped from existence thing' as well, and is encouraging Moon to take the fallout if something goes wrong?
(They've said that time travel isn't a thing, I believe, which is a damn shame, because I think it'd be neat if Dark Sun was Solar in a time loop situation, where Moon brought him back but wrong and in the wrong time, and he's spent the past ??? years working back up to this point and is getting the loop closed. This isn't the solution but what if it was.)
Anyway, if Dark Sun interferes again to clear the way for Moon, that'll cement that he's directly benefiting from this, and we'll just have to see how things pan out.
OTL
#tsams#essays#the sun and moon show#its a mess y'all#and yeah like the dream and stuff absolutely did not help#but it wasn't anything Moon could have acted on had Ruin not turned back up
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If you're still open for requests, I was wondering if you had any thoughts or headcanons about what wally would be like when he's angry?
ooooh, this is a spicy request - i like it a lot 😈
i'm having a rough day and this felt cathartic, so thank you for sending this ask;;; i know there's a lot of demand for Wally with a bit of a dark side, and a touch more power...i hope this feeds those of you with that particular hunger 😉
content warnings for anger, violence, and...well, who knows what he did to that tourist?
Angry!Wally Darling headcanons
💢 Wally is rarely provoked to anger, but when he is, it's the chilling sort. it's unsettling, Wally's anger - he doesn't become violent, defensive, or raise his voice. instead, it's a noticeable evaporation of Wally's warmth that clues you in to his upset: like a hole cleaved clean through the sun. when Wally is angry with someone, you can see it in the way he behaves towards them - cordial, surface-level interactions far removed from his usual exuberance and affection. this is not a manipulative behaviour, nor does it appear to be a conscious one. the very existence of Wally's acceptable politeness in place of open-armed delight is enough to send shivers down anyone's spine.
💢 when Wally's very angry, he has a tendency to smile and laugh. Wally's anger is so infrequent that this particular trait is rarely seen, but when it is, it's quite frightening. the laughter is some sort of nervous energy on Wally's part: a body so unused to holding anger that it must behave in a contradictory fashion, finding a healthy release for all that adrenaline. even from a distance, you're sure to be disturbed. Wally's smile is incorrect - too large and strained, the physical manifestation of holding back a reaction far more explosive. likewise, Wally's angry laugh is not the usual, affable sound of a man pleasantly charmed. this laugh is punctuated harshly, each monotone syllable hitting like a hard rap on a door. it's thought by Wally's friends that his smiling and laughing is a desperate attempt to rectify his livid state. he isn't supposed to be angry, and that needs to be fixed.
💢 Wally has been known to...deal with...unsavoury characters who've pushed him beyond his limits - especially if they target his friends. it's in Wally's nature to be friendly and complimentary - even mild chastising is something he finds uncomfortable. so, what does Wally do when confronted with an excessively rude, aggressive, or even violent person? that is the eternal mystery to yourself and your neighbours, who have only witnessed this response once before:
a mouthy tourist to the Neighbourhood decided to pick a fight with Howdy Pillar over a made-up dispute, essentially attempting daylight robbery of his store. Wally, ever the diplomat, quickly intervened, and attempted to diffuse the situation with calming words. however, the tourist was having none of it, swearing and cursing and calling Wally names that no one had ever even thought in the Neighbourhood, let alone said. the altercation quickly turned physical, and the tourist directed his anger towards Howdy - but he never got the chance to land his punch.
Wally, his eyes as wide open as they can go, stared down the tourist, whose trembling fist halted just inches away from Howdy's face. Wally smirked, and said, his voice flat and glib, "Oh, friend. You shouldn't have done that."
as easily as moving a mannequin, Wally pushes down the tourist's arm and grabs him by the elbow. the tourist's mouth is open in an awful snarl, yet his eyes - fixed, staring ahead - shiver violently, his pupils unfocused and manic.
you, Howdy, and the rest of your gathered neighbours watched as Wally led the tourist from Howdy's store, and into the mouth of Home.
once he stepped over the threshold, the tourist was never seen again. hope you enjoyed this one 🥰
#wally darling#welcome home#welcome home arg#wally darling headcanons#welcome home headcanons#starleskasks#starleskawrites#tw: violence#tw: anger#long post
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who you mind sharing some spiderdads headcanons you have, or do "the explain your otp in 5 minutes" meme? no pressure though! i love your art and fic too
im soooooo bad at this kind of question bc i kinda love thinking about a bunch of different/concurrent options like. you know how every fic is its own universe and you watch the same steps happen with little alterations so the same guys fall in love 101 times that's my brain... HOWEVER I've been thinking a LOT about ITSV Peter/Miguel lately --
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Either comic-canon based settings where he's the usual single hero in his natural habitat OR directly /before/ ITSV itself; divorced midlife crisis spider-man who's always struggling to make rent is SUCH a good spot for Peter's stakes, and it sucks how people just want to make him rich or magically the avengers solve all his problems to basically erase what makes him compelling. I think its a good choice the spidey movies do -- to make it all a lot more ground-level, without outside interference -- so he has to make the tiny decisions.
Miguel getting stranded in the past!! HOW COME THERE'S SO LITTLE STUFF ABOUT MIGUEL AND PETER MEETING IN THE PAST? Doesn't need to be ATSV plotline compliant. A macguffin gets him there, or sends him to Peter's universe, come on! The important part is having them on a ground level sandbox.
THE REAL FUN STUFF: The cheesiest stupidest meetcutes you could ever imagine. Endless possibility. Spitballing: Peter/Miguel being unaware of each other's identities and renting the same apartment because neither of them has the funds to fly solo. Peter being suddenly spooked by the appearance of a brand new edgy spider-man in the vicinity. After all these years. Miguel not knowing how much he can say because Peter's sort of convinced this is a villain ploy of some sort to fuck up his public persona.
REAL-LIFE, both of them are suspicious about the other as a Weird Fidgety Roommate type. Neither can complain much because, again, it's rent on NY. You mind or business. or not.
Maybe Alchemax doesn't even exist in this universe, tipping Miguel off that this is an alternate timeline and he's really on his own. Maybe the ruling company here is Roxxon or Future labs or whatever; there's a lot of those in comics. He kind of HAS to eventually come clean about being universe-displaced to this world's Spider-man -- Peter begrudgingly accepting that there's a second spider-guy around on the condition that Miguel isn't gonna do anything catastrophic while he's here to completely blow up Peter's image, or give J.J. Jameson fodder to attack him.
Maybe they start working together. Maybe it's a casual partnerships thing where they happen to be tracking the same shady incident and decide to wrap it up as a duo; maybe they just agree to patrol the neighborhood together on busy weeks since they just.. suspiciously... seem to be around at the same place... at the same time... overly concerned abt the same shit....
Miguel has a superhuman investment in Not Letting This World Turn into a Future Dystopic Hellhole; Peter just kind of wants to live and solve problems as they come by but these two motivations really synergize. Peter doesn't even need to ask why, just damn okay dude!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Respect!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!1!!1!
Secret Identity investigations. Secret Identity mishaps. Secret Identity fumbles. Lyla accidentally busting out that Peter Parker is Spider-man via advanced facebook voice recognition fuckery. (LOL) Hell, maybe in THIS Miguel's version of 2099 it was already revealed Peter is spider-man, after he died. How'd he die? Maybe it was a bad end. How does Miguel feel about that? About meeting with a ghost? Endless possibility.
EVEN MORE FUN STUFF: both of these guys are *SO* intensely defined by a lack of support system around their secret identities. WALLOWING in guilt. Spider-man always seems to ruin their lives, in the worst ways. They're too proud to let normal people intervene, or the ppl themselves deeply resent the fact Spider-man exists. It's fun to think of a reversal scenario where Peter/Miguel have each other's backs, can help the other dress wounds, can show up in a pinch to prevent disaster from occurring with some supervillain 10 blocks away while Peter is trying to land a new job interview as a highschool teacher or science columnist. IDK It doesn't have to be constant uphill battle to get someone else to understand why they do what they do and what the stakes are; they're the same kind of crazy.
And okay, maybe you don't want the spidersonas falling in love before their real identities do..... still VERY ripe options around for Miguel sneaking home with a limp or a really fucked up arm and his healing factor isn't nearly as good as Spider-man Prime's, so Peter is like 'WHAT the FUCK happened to you?' And even though he can tell Miguel is lying. He is not going to bust him out for it. Because he's been lying for 20+ years. Instead, Peter just takes it upon himself to teach him how to get his shit fixed. Temporary armslings and icepacks and sprays and current-time medication that is different to what Miguel is used to in the future; friendly neighborhood Peter Parker who minds his business and will not ask you if you're secretly Daredevil for Reasons but that will, however, tell you to stop blocking attacks with your fucking head. He learned this lesson earlier than most superheroes.
(The reverse scenario is still sweet! Peter's taciturn roommate who wears sunglasses indoors and is weirdly secretive about everything seeing him come home with a busted out eye and hes like damn. Do you want to split a pizza or whatever. You look like shit)
Miguel is not actually as experienced as Peter! He /could/ use the tips!!! Peter has been Spider-man ever since he was 15 years old. Miguel became Spider-man due to a freak accident at MAXIMUM 4ish years ago. Probably less. Figuring out how to do it not alone would be genuinely a good experience for him.
Miguel moe x1000 as the future man who kinda doesn't get the weird counterintuitive way things work present-time 💔 flipside; Miguel seeing the beginnings of bad future patterns like musk trying to buy twitter and deciding to take matters into his own hands. sorry this is just hilarious to me. Even if he's not beating these guys up its still awesome to imagine him as an insane ranting tech essayist who goes on hour-long takedowns of NFTs on youtube or being like GOD WE NEED VACCINES TO BE COOL AGAIN FUCKKKK
Among all of this though, I think one of the most appealing aspects of having them as an unit is that they don't have to lone-wolf shit anymore. (and they Have been lonewolfing it for SO long.) Feels good feels organic
I could go on but I need to actually write and I just... think they can be so entertaining. We don't have to be so dependent on the movie here pulling from regular superhero shenanigans Really works. They sort of complete each other. Immediate productive boost on both of their morales. Get Peter/Miguel pilled with me rn
#spiderdads#petermiguel#miguel o'hara#peter b parker#miguel ohara#peter parker#atsv#itsv#my spider stuff#spiderman#spiderman 2099#spider man: across the spider verse#across the spiderverse#spiderverse#marvel comics#atsv lyla#spiderman atsv#atsv miguel#lyla spiderman 2099#meta tag
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Why didn't Izzy shoot Ed (then)?
Turns out that teasing out character logic is fun and people are interested so I'll just do it again ;)
Izzy has good reasons to shoot Ed here. Ed shot his leg and then outsourced the "kill Izzy" job to Frenchie. Now Izzy's a one-legged pirate, and as far as he's concerned his life isn't even worth living.
But Izzy is alive here. And he's alive because of what started when the crew intervened a few episodes back, told him he was in a toxic relationship with Blackbeard. The choices he made after that led to Ed shooting him, but also sowed the seed of a real bond between him and the crew, which led to him being alive here. Which--most importantly for answering this question--adds up to Izzy not being sure anymore that the old way is the right way.
Ed thinks Izzy will shoot him because there's rules to follow. Izzy told Ed "Blackbeard is my captain, not Edward. Edward better watch his fucking step." Well, Ed has come to the conclusion that he can't not be Edward. And he doesn't want to keep living torn between Blackbeard and Edward, alone and hopeless. He's desperate to let go, and is convinced the only thing "letting go" means is death, so he's setting out to make someone force him to let go.
And Izzy is the obvious choice of someone to make him let go, because Izzy does what Blackbeard tells him to.
But it's no longer that simple on this ship. It never has truly been that simple--Izzy was in denial about how human beings work when he demanded Ed just be Blackbeard again. And Izzy's changed, too.
Ed and Izzy are both caught between two ways of being in this scene. On the one hand, there's the pirate script, the Code of the Sea. Life is cheap, new first mates kill old first mates, first mates kill captains. Weakness is death. Roles are static and permanent, and the only "correct" change is death.
On the other hand, there's the Revenge script, where "life means something" and people "live for each other, not just to survive." Where deviations from the norm aren't just accepted, they're encouraged. Where people can be vulnerable and be supported, be weak and still worthy of life. Where people can change.
When Izzy refuses to shoot Ed, he is embodying that conflict. Izzy doesn't shoot Ed because he finds he really is done with the script. Because when it comes down to it, he may have threatened him--but he does not want to kill Ed.
But rather than risk or show the kind of vulnerability he did right before Ed shot him, Izzy frames this in the old narrative terms. He expresses contempt for Ed, that it's weakness that is making Ed come to Izzy for an assisted suicide. Izzy calls him "Eddie" as a way of diminishing him. He uses the kind of language he used back in S1E4, falling back on ideas like 'making a mess' that make sense to him, but invalidate the seriousness of what's happening here.
But at the same time, Izzy's actually setting his first healthy boundary in his relationship with Ed. Not "you need to do/act/etc," but "I will/will not do/act/etc." Izzy's spent years encouraging, feeding, and enabling this toxicity. He's not going to anymore. And he's not going to do it because he knows it's wrong--but he can't say that. Maybe doesn't even really know it.
It's a truly mad mix of growth and regression, and it's no wonder that Izzy falls back on the old script when he's alone and tries to shoot himself. And it's also no wonder that he fails, because he knows this is the wrong way to be. That both he and Ed deserve better.
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Laura,
My friend and I recently got back into Black Clover recently and came up with a fun and chaotic friendship.
It’s between Fuegoleon, Nozel, and Yami.
I would like to know your thoughts on this friendship given all their different personalities.
Hiya Carmen! Happy to see you around again ^^
Hmmm...
Nozel bickers with both of them, and when he does, the one he's not bickering with, acts as a kind of a referee. So, when Nozel and Fuego are arguing, Yami kinda works as a buffer (granted only after observing the fight for a good while; and he only intervenes with comments for most of the time, but if there is a need he would step in, like properly step in). And when Nozel is bickering with Yami, Fuego would be there to kinda divide the fight.
Yami would be the "reality check" about the state of the common folk, and would provide street smart into the dynamics.
Nozel would have the best relationship with a lot of the noble/royal houses, because Fuegoleon is seen as too ... "accepting" or "out of it" for the taste of too many nobles. While Nozel is more "old school".
And Fuegoleon is from somewhere in between, but still much closer to royals and nobles (for obvious reasons)
Fuegoleon also has good relations to Heart, so international relations (if there is a need to send knights there or something alike)
Yami does canonically admire/think highly of Fuegoleon (but also sees him as "the king of hardnoses" so very much "up to code"), and Nozel does canonically think highly of Fue too (as his best and oldest friend; I do think Nozel considers Fue as a friend)
So, this dynamic isn't far fetched
Essentially, Yami would push for new experiences, maybe to "let loose"
I think that's it from the top of my head
#fuegoleon vermillion#nozel silva#yami sukehiro#black clover headcanons#carmen#lovely mutuals#fuego's beloved
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If Not For You, Hell Would Be Knocking On My Door
GIF by sersi
Valkyrie x Reader
Summary: Sometimes, Valkyries need a hand too.
Angst, Hurt/Comfort.
Word count: 980
Thank you @cordeliasdarling for betaing as always <3
Masterlist | AO3
King Valkyrie has been hanging out with Thor lately. They like to go on what they call 'Excursions' from time to time, traveling to distant lands and finding trouble to get themselves into.
They have built a dynamic duo that deals with all the issues the earth Avengers can't get to, but that are small enough that Captain Marvel doesn't need to intervene, at least most of the time she doesn’t.
It's been good on Valkyrie to get back into kicking ass. It serves her well to get out of the Kingdom every now and then, except, things don't always go to plan, and if Carol isn't available to help them out, well…
It's past midnight, you’re in the bedroom, trying to get to sleep, when you hear the front door unlocking. Val is back, and she didn't tell you, so she's probably in a bad mood.
You slowly come downstairs and find her by the entrance, stumbling to take her boots off with one hand and balancing herself on the wall with the other. She manages to get one shoe off, then she trips and falls face first to the ground.
You rush to help her, but her voice stops you, "Don't, I got it." The thickness of her accent tells you all you need to know.
"You're drunk."
"Don't start, I don't want to hear it"
The worst part about their failed missions is that they revert Val to her old defeatist self, pulling her walls up, after she drinks her head off. With all the horrors she has probably seen in her life, you can't really blame her, though.
You crouch down next to her to be at eye level and whisper, "Val," but she doesn't react, "love," still nothing, so you straighten your tone, "Valkyrie."
Finally, her eyes dart to yours, "What," she barks.
"You need help, just let me."
She tries and fails to get up, then huffs in frustration before reluctantly accepting, "Fine."
You help her upstairs into the bathroom and start running the water in the tub, "I don’t need your help to bathe," she bites.
You give her an irritated look, but leave her be and wait in the bedroom. She's really testing your patience.
You hear the faucet close, followed by a deep exhale as Valkyrie's muscles relax into the hot water, the sound helps you calm down as well.
About five minutes in, you hear her vomit a couple of times and immediately get up to stand by the door, "Are you alright?" you ask from the other side.
You hear the toilet flushing, "Yeah," she barely mumbles.
It's been a while since she started her bath, so you go check on her. When you enter the bathroom, she's submerged completely into the water. You ignore the worry in you and give her a moment, and when she resurfaces, she gives you a poisonous look, so you leave once again.
She takes her time and eventually steps into the bedroom wearing a sweater and basketball shorts, walking casually, as if the past hour hadn't happened, to sit on the bed.
You're on your side, scrolling through your phone, fully aware that she's there, but deciding not to acknowledge her, to let her be.
"We lost them, all of them, couldn't save a single one," she rasps, making you look at her.
You can't quite decipher her tone, it's like she's trying to mask her pain with anger. It creates a pit in your stomach, "I’m so sorry."
"I don't need your pity."
"I’m not—ugh, whatever." You roll your eyes.
Her jaw stiffens and her gaze on you intensifies, "You’re getting on my nerves."
That almost makes you snap, but then you remember, you don't have such a luxury. You center yourself, look her in the eye, and softly say, "I’m putting up with your attitude, because I know you need this more than I do."
It's like a chip goes off inside of her, she silently rolls to lay her head on your lap and curls into a fetal position.
You know she's sorry, you know she didn't mean any of it, you're not gonna make her apologize, but you know. You gently card your fingers through her hair while you give her time to compose herself.
You stay like that for a while, she doesn't move and you don't make a sound, until she breaks the silence, "I’m so tired."
"I know, baby."
"I feel like shit." The venom in her voice is all gone by now.
"That’s probably the alcohol," she turns to look up at you, "I’m not being preachy, I’m just saying," you clarify before she can give you a death stare, "let it wear off and you'll feel better."
She barely mumbles back, "Okay."
She looks at you longingly before readjusting herself to lay on her pillow, her body a little less tense now. You do the same on your side and let her swiftly lay her head on your chest, as you go back to scratching her scalp once again.
"I love you, you know that, right?" It's not something you often say to each other, but in times like these, it's good to remind her. She only nods into you in response.
After a few more minutes of silence, she begins to sniffle. You're not sure if it's the alcohol, or the exhaustion, or the million other things weighing on her shoulders, but it breaks your heart to think that she feels she has to deal with it alone.
"I’m right here, baby, I’m not gonna let anything happen to you."
"That’s what I say," she whispers.
You smile softly, "There’s no reason it can't be mutual."
She uses all the energy she has left to pull herself up with her arms and leave a peck on your cheek, "I love you."
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Kim isn't sure what he is witnessing. In hindsight, maybe he should have suspected that Fern may have crossed paths with Namphueng at one point. While he didn't know about Namphueng’s initial connection to their family until a couple of years ago, he hasn't given much thought about who else would have met her. Ma would have known her, although Kim knows she wouldn't have accepted Namphueng being forcibly medicated and kept in a room. That was not the person she was. She was never like Pa.
But he never thought about Auntie Milan knowing her. That's the only thing that makes sense, considering how emotional Fern is right now. He knows Uncle Gun met Auntie Milan when they were teenagers, that she was two years younger, but they didn't start dating until sometime in college. He never really thought of why she would have been around their family prior to that because he didn't know about Namphueng until recently.
But now that he does know about her and this is happening, he realizes that Namphueng and Auntie Milan would be about the same age, and it makes more sense for Namphueng to be Auntie Milan’s initial connection to their family than Uncle Gun.
Especially when Fern seems so overcome with emotion, as if her world just stopped as soon as she laid her eyes on Namphueng.
“What happened?!” Fern says, gripping Namphueng’s shoulders, “You were…She broke down and said…You were dead! You, Pat, and the boys were dead!”
Namphueng doesn't sign a word. She is just staring at Fern in a trance, and Kim doesn't know if she doesn't understand or is just completely shutting down, but he can see that she is overwhelmed. There are tears dripping down her cheeks even though her expression is almost emotionless. It's as if she is frozen.
Going by the way Chay, Porsche, Macau, and Vegas seem frozen too, it could be contagious.
“Fern?” Pete says , surprisingly the first one to intervene as he touches her shoulder to get her attention, “She uh…She doesn't voice. She understands it, but she only signs now. And her um…Porsche? I’ve mentioned Porsche to you before-”
“You didn't tell me who his mother was!” Fern signs harshly, “You didn't tell me he was alive! I thought it was someone else! A different Porsche!”
“I didn't…We didn't…” Pete says, trailing off, “We didn't know you knew him or Namphueng-”
“Of course I know Namphueng!” Fern snaps, “I was close friends with her parents! I’ve known her since she was four! She was Milan’s closest friend for years! She was-”
Fern cuts herself off, turns back to Namphueng, and brushes her hair back in a maternal manner.
“What happened? Tell me everything.”
Namphueng seems to be shaking, but her stunned expression crumples as soon as she spells out one thing.
“Milan?”
She follows that up with a sign Kim vaguely remembers as a sign name.
His aunt's sign name.
“Uh…” Khun says, standing up as well, only to go over to where Tay, Time, Jom, Tem, and Yok are sitting, “Maybe…Maybe we can do this a different night. I think we need…Obviously, we didn't expect-”
“We understand,” Tay says as he gets to his feet and beckons everyone else at the table to do the same, “I hope…I’ll text Kinn later to check in.”
As the five head out and Arm goes ahead and arranges for his sisters to get a ride back to the hotel rooms Khun unnecessarily treated them to, the restaurant soon has eight less people inside. It's probably for the best - both with Namphueng’s nerves and the fact that Fern looks like she is seconds from lashing out until she gets answers.
“What happened to her?!” Fern says, her gaze turning fiery. Porsche finally snaps out of his confusion and steps forward.
“Can we talk privately so we don’t stress her out?” Porsche asks, then signs the words to make himself clear, “Chay…Chay will come too. Right, Chay?”
As Kim looks over at Chay, he sees him nod and step forward. While Fern looks extremely hesitant to leave Namphueng, she reaches over, squeezes her hand, and leads Chay and Porsche through a door.
“Fuck this,” Vegas mutters, walking towards the door too, “I want to know what’s going on. I need to check on the baby anyway.”
Vegas is gone before anyone can talk to him. It seems like none of them even know what to say anyway. Kim isn't sure what could be said, considering they aren’t completely sure what is happening.
Before Kim can overthink it more, Namphueng taps Kim’s shoulder roughly to get his attention.
“Milan?” she signs, seeming desperate for a response.
Kim blinks, then isn't sure what he is supposed to say.
“Milan is my aunt. Fern’s daughter-”
“Where?” she signs, then starts looking around, “Where where where where where?”
When Kim redirects his gaze towards Khun and Kinn, they seem like they feel helpless.
When Kim looks at Macau, he seems heartbroken.
#kimchay fic#kinnporsche fanfic#kimchay fanfic#progression spoilers#progression preview#Namphueng#Namphueng fic
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chapters 23-25 🎉
1. i forgot to ask about it with the last chapter, but what did bill need to do that required him to possess dipper? did they destroy the laptop?
2. with dipper spending all of that time in the mindspace, are there any other consequences beyond his internal clock being messed up?
3. dipper enjoying not being in control,,, not having to worry about what he's doing because he doesn't even want to be awake anymore,,,, side effects of always having to monitor and adapt to the moods of those around him? or constantly having to be "on" in case mabel needed him or needed his emotional support?
4. dipper doesn't care about his hands being hurt unless he has to go to the hospital for it because it'll delay their plans,,, i'm wailing in the streets. does bill not teach dipper any healing magic because he doesn't know any? it's not like an interdimentional demon with no weaknesses would need it!
5. "what i don't say doesn't mean anything." "i disagree." in one character interaction, you've outlined the entire story.
6. Axolotl!
- immediately calling him mason... to throw dipper off, because that's his birth name, or to signify how serious the conversation is?
- dipper feeling peace he's never felt before,,, i know it's the axolotl's soothing magic but it's also imagine it has to do with dipper never feeling at peace in general? the axolotl turns out to be a cosmic manifestation of anti-anxiety meds lol
- "i did not intervene last time, and the consequences were nearly catastrophic for this dimension." THIS dimension,,, the title being "take two",,, are they in something similar to a time loop? bill's second attempt at winning dipper over?
- the axolotl saying that they agreed on stuff and then dipper being an idiot NOT being one of the things lmaooo, frills is so messy for that 😭
- dipper trying to fight the peace so he can stand up to the axolotl and defend bill!!! he's absolutely right though -- i can't see bill doing well in the theraprism. it's not an environment that works for everyone! but dipper is giving him a reason to change,,,,
7. "even if i wanted to, which i don't, i have nothing to go back to." 😐 if i had a therapist, you would be hearing from them about this 😐
8. bill literally having a breakdown but dipper just cheering that they're making progress. at least he was able to help bill ground himself?
9. THE LAST SPEC OF BILL'S DIMENSION BEING A STAR IS SO CRUEL
10. no "it would eat you alive, pine tree" because dipper already knows that what destroyed bill's dimension isn't a monster to him!
11. dipper swearing not to betray bill,,, i wonder if there's more magic in statements like that than he realizes. not a deal but more like a magic promise, even if unintentional?
12. during the training with illusion-ford, ford cuts himself off from the third thing he was going to list bill as,,, billford nation rise ‼️
13. dipper literally repeating what he said last chapter about being in too deep,,,, i wonder if he's really pondering about that or just something he's accepted?
14. "i'd like to see mom and dad ignore that!" i'm going to end up on national news ✨️🥰💞 though i'm sure his parents would still find a way to ignore him during the apocalypse!
15. "nothing anyone says will be able to change my mind." hm.
16. dipper reflecting the changes he's gone through,,, him stepping out of the shadows,,,, (shooting stars do burn very bright! some awfully dark shadows there)
17. dipper going to stan and being all "it's a day for family" probably did more to convince stan that bill was being possessed than anything bill ever did
18. stan being proud of dipper for coming back to them and trying to reconnect,,, trying so hard to not think of him when things inevitably explode
19. dipper's whole "i still care about you and stan and everyone" speech to mabel,,, he really does, even if he isn't usually showing it! it's just buried under all of the anger and hurt he feels right now
20. "the invisible twins" i'm telling you: i'm going to end up on national news. they're both invisible,,, mabel just got lucky and has a sheet over her to show people she's still there.
21. once stan has the whole picture, he's going to realize dipper only believed in him because of bill. the twins' roles were switched,,, but neither of them trusted HIM.
1. They did! The consequences will be seen in the novella, actually.
2. His internal clock is messed up, and being awake and in control of his body, he feels very heavy. Spending most of your time out of body or at the very least, floating, will make it feel like that. Any further consequences, yet to be seen.
3. Yeah, basically! He's always "on", always having to worry about everything and everyone around him. With Bill in control, he doesn't have to worry. Someone else can take on the burdens he never asked to bare, and can face consequences for not doing it.
4. Yeah, healing magic isn't really his thing. He supposes he could heal, but he's never learned how. Generally the things Bill has done to others are... beyond healing. He's always healed from his own wounds on his own account, naturally. Because of his species, he's a fast healer, but humans don't work the same way.
4a. Clarifying a point I realized I didn't clarify before: I know Bill says he can't feel pain in his triangle form. However, he is also a lying liar. He has basically become desensitized to it in that form. Aside from his eye, which is permanently sensitive due to... silly straws.
5. :)
6. The Axolotl Section
1. Oh, definitely a sign of how serious he's being. Also a bit of a show of omniscience.
2. He's only ever felt any level of peace with Bill before. The Axolotl has magic peace, which is naturally just More™️. Sort of based on the vague Biblical concept of the peace that passes all understanding. Just pure peace that comes from being in the presence/under influence of a good deity.
3. I wonder? A good question indeed... :)
4. He calls Dipper out subtly and with ✨ love ✨
5. Dipper will stand up against God himself (clearly) to defend Bill. He knows him pretty well at this point, and he knows that he himself wouldn't want therapy, wouldn't do well with it, so he knows Bill wouldn't even more.
7. :) He is in too deep!
8. He's not forcing anything. He won't force anything, because he knows it would be harmful, so he pretends he doesn't understand, and everything is fine. If he keeps doing that, eventually Bill will trust him enough to open up more! That's his goal. He also knows how to get Bill to calm down. :)
9. :)
10. Exactly!
11. With their pact bond, who knows...
12. ‼️‼️
13. He kinda knows he's in too deep to ever go back, but he's in willingly, so he's fine with it.
14. Oh trust me! :)
15. :)
16. :)
17. Dipper likes to act like he's just as omniscient as Bill sometimes, even though he's not. He does know more than he should!
18. I think a lot of things will fall into place for Stan at that point! He's kinda a whump baby for me, though :)
19. Yes! He does still care! He's actually a sweet boy! He's just grappling with a lot and also planning the apocalypse!
20. ✨ Exactly ✨
21. See my previous comment about Stan in question 19 (whump baby) :)
#gravity falls#gravity falls fandom#ao3 fanfic#gravity falls fanfiction#bill cipher#fanfic#dipper pines#bill cipher gravity falls#taketwogfau
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after everything is said and done, after Spot is defeated and Miles gets to save Jeff, and canon events are revealed to not work Like That™. everyone is caught up in the euphoria and the relief, celebrating—as they should—that they've saved the multiverse once again.
that is, everyone but one man.
"Jess," Miguel says, soft but serious, as most of the group spiritedly focuses their attention on Miles. on congratulating each other for their exceptional teamwork. on checking for scrapes, and wounds, and torn suits. on making sure there are no structural weaknesses that may endanger civilians. "can I talk to you for a second?"
"sure," she says, tentatively, upon seeing his somber expression. "what is it?"
no, not somber. exhausted. as they break away from the rest, she observes his demeanor. Miguel's always overdoing it, working day and night, but he seldom lets others see the full extent of his burden. now, as he rubs at his face and eyes, his shoulders slumped, it's more evident than ever.
he exhales, then resignedly looks her in the eye. "...you need to take charge. you know the procedure. scan for anomalies, have everyone return to HQ... uh, the usual. then i'll have Lyla transfer you the facility's security codes, or better yet, give you her recognition keys, and provide an extensive incident report on—"
she blinks. "excuse me? ...codes? report? the hell you're talking about?"
"i'm making you leader," he says matter-of-factly. "no, wait, acting leader. i'm sure everyone will want a say on who'll be the next to take the position after..." he drifts off.
she's always prided herself on being sharp as a tack, but right now the whole of whatever-this-is has somehow blindsided her. "what...?"
"you heard me," he says, more resolutely. "i'm stepping down."
"you can't be serious."
"don't worry. you'll be fine. you have what it takes to lead them, Jess. always did."
"while i'm flattered," she says, tilting her head to the side and searching for a sign that this is some sort of joke, "i don't want your job."
"as i said, it's a temporary—"
"...look, Miguel, i respect your need for holidays, but you're making it sound like it's permanent."
"it is."
"see? i don't get it. no one's out for your scalp. we've all made mistakes here."
"and they don't need to. my departure— i'm simply making things easier. i won't ruin, more than I already did, what we managed to build. the task force is a good thing. because of you, because of Peter. Lyla, Ben, Margo... it was you who made this half-assed idea work. and i..." his lip trembles. "i'm out. no... no puedo."
"what do you mean," a voice intervenes from behind Miguel's back, "you're out?"
"shock," Miguel curses to himself, then turns to face the newcomer, trying to keep his voice level. it's not the best of attempts. "it's exactly what it looks like, Peter. or do you need me to spell it out for you?"
Peter, his eyebrows drawn together in concern, is not accompanied by Mayday. a cursory glance reveals she's being held by Hobie, both right in the middle of the celebrations and enjoying themselves. "maybe i do. you're what, just leaving? if you're scared everyone will—"
"scared, he says," Miguel sneers, showing a glimpse of larger-than-normal canines. his posture is tense, and his claws—often hidden unless absolutely necessary—are out. not a good sign. "of what? of hearing the truth? that i took all of your kindness and your good intentions and your grief, and made you think losses were acceptable... that canon couldn't be defied... all because i couldn't be miserable on my own—"
"—we all wanted to—" Peter starts, rather weakly.
"—that i was this close to forcing a kid to lose a loving father because i don't know what that's like?" Peter opens his mouth to speak, but Miguel continues, undeterred. "save your platitudes. there are mistakes. and then there's me." he sighs. "look, i finally get it. your hearts are in the right place, and i—"
"and what?" Peter snaps. "yours isn't?"
"it – doesn't – matter – if it is," Miguel punctuates. "i could never live up to the expectations set by you, by all of you. only wear the mask, and run from the truth for as long as i could: it's the only thing i’ve done worth a damn, but i don't have what it takes to be Spider-Man. i thought i belonged, i wanted to, but i don't. i'm a selfish bastard, and always have been." then he adds, his breath ragged, and—she’d swear—on the verge of tears, "...my mother was right. i'm my father's son."
god, she wishes she was any good at pep talks—find the words to tell Miguel none of this is true—, yet the words don’t come. thankfully, Peter does seem to find in himself the ability to reach out, hold onto that strange friendship of theirs. "you're nothing like him. like them. you're a good man, Miguel."
Miguel huffs, smiles to himself as if amused by the idea. "you always try to see the best in people, Peter, but... don't lie to yourself. who the shock steals a happy life at the expense of an entire universe? villains do that. the blood of trillions is on my hands." he stares at his own hands, claws out. "it's almost funny, actually. looking back... i kept telling myself the accident had turned me into something i wasn't, something i could fix, but it simply revealed what i've always been. a monster."
"they're spider powers", she manages to say, at last. "nothing more."
"look at me. claws? red eyes? fangs? venom? i can't stand light. people think i'm a shockin' vampire. or worse." he takes a deep breath to compose himself. "so, please, Jess, Peter... i know i'm a coward, but if we ever were… whatever… do me this one favor. i don't need to hear how i failed everyone. just…" he sits on a piece of rubble, then leans forward, elbows on his knees. "i'll be fine on my own. let me go."
they do.
#marvel#sm:atsv#skyward-fic#across the spiderverse#miguel o'hara#jessica drew#peter parker#just some angst that i wrote a while back#it's more of a draft than a fic but whatever#also not a native speaker so uh let me know if i made a mistake#(actually comics accurate...ish?)
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Hey, can you please made headcannons reaction (best will be Dick, Nix, Speirs and Luz).Who is friends with reader,but secretly love.Reader date someone else, but he is rude and he punch you.
I love your stuff. You are amazing. If you dont like my idea. Its never mind.❤❤
Hey anon, thank you for the request dear ❤
Dick Winters
Dick wallows in it.
He's completely in love with you but you're his friend and he doesn't want to ruin it so he stays quiet and supportive of you.
He can't stand your new boyfriend and can tell he's bad news but he sees you're happy so he let's it be and keeps his opinion to himself.
He feels an instantaneous pit of dread in his stomach when he sees him hurting you though.
He immediately intervenes and knocks the guy out cold with one clean punch.
He's so worried about you and making sure you're alright, and in that moment you realised that what you'd been looking for had been staring you in the face that whole time.
Lewis Nixon
He's bitter about it.
He sees you with that guy and it gets his back up because it should be him that's with you.
He gets snarky with you out of self preservation, because it's easier that way. It's easier for him to push you away than to have to watch you with him.
But when he sees you getting hurt he knows he needs to step in and be your friend.
He steps between the two of you and puts his hand on the guys chest firmly.
"How about you take a step away huh?"
The guy takes one look at the steely look in Nix's eyes and backs off. It isn't worth the agro.
Ronald Speirs
He's constantly seething. That guy doesn't deserve you and he knows it.
But he accepts it because you're happy and that's the most important thing. But he's always waiting to kick the guy to the curb as soon as you're tired of him.
But then he sees that guy raise a hand at your and the switch flips.
He has him pinned to the wall before he knows what's hit him, Ron's eyes blazing bloody murder.
The only thing that stops him following through on it is your hand on his shoulder and your pleading.
Safe to say that guy bolts pretty quick.
George Luz
He pines but in a cute way. He's all moony over you but most importantly he's there for you as a friend.
He goes out of his way to protect you at all costs because if he can't have you he'll be damn sure the person that can is worthy.
So when he sees you get hurt he comes in all guns blazing.
Man's got a broken nose and a black eye before he's even comprehended what's happening.
#band of brothers#band of brothers fandom#holdingforgeneralhugs#bob#hbo band of brothers#dick winters#band of brothers imagine#George luz#ron speirs#lewis nixon
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Spoilers for lesson 11/12 (i totally forgot)
I was scrolling through your page, and a question struck me..
What would have happened if MC died in the blue unknown place idk the name of?
There's no Lilith to recover her from the dead, shes kinda still a human.
Just wanted your thoughts on this <3
Continue writing your masterpieces and remember to eat, sleep, and dont do drugs!
Sincerely, 💜
Sorry I left this in my inbox for so long 💜anon. I actually hadn't read that lesson yet by the time you sent it, and I remember rushing to read it because of this ask, but then I just didn't reply. . .big oops. And thank you so much for such kind words!
Obviously, because it's a game, they can't leave MC for dead. I have a couple thoughts on this.
Solomon would absolutely lose his shit if MC dies. At that point in the game, he's probably the character who adores MC the most. I don't think he could mentally accept MC dying, so he has to do something.
If MC died, and their soul was capable of being harvested (because who knows what weird rules the Fountain of Knowledge has over it), Thirteen would take MC's soul right then and there. Her affection for MC combined with the desperation of Solomon and the others might persuade her to keep MC's soul safe while they try to figure out how to bring MC back to life. Solomon is determined to find a way (and to a slightly lesser degree, the brothers are too).
Furthermore, as shady and mysterious as Nightbringer is, I don't think he would put MC on a path that would kill them, especially not before he gets his way, so there's got to be a way to revive them. Solomon is certain of that much. (also, are we all okay with the potential that Nightbringer is Barbatos?)
Ultimately, I think it would shake out a few ways. The first two kind of lean towards a deus ex machina resolution: either Michael steps in and has the power to save MC (similar to what he did with the waking them from the coma in lesson 13) or Nightbringer has enough power either course-correct time and fate because he miscalculated or his intention was to kill MC and bring them back to life - assuming he has that power available to him somehow (some ancient spell lost to time, probably).
The other way is that the Fountain of Knowledge isn't human made, so Solomon still can't reverse the curse affecting MC on his own. However, the game is always bringing up not intervening with humans and the balance between the 3 realms, so what better way to resolve the issue than for all three realms to intervene in the life of one human? I think that means one representative of each realm needs to step in.
Solomon will obviously be there to represent the human realm. I think because (obey me original game spoilers) Simeon falls in the present timeline, he's the least risky candidate to be involved with something like this, so Solomon would ensure that Simeon took on the task (I think Luke would offer if he knew an angel was necessary and that it was the only way to save MC). Additionally, Simeon is stronger than Luke, so that helps. The demons would probably all be fighting to be the one to save MC. (And Diavolo may be as underhanded as to mention that fallen angels might not count as representatives of the demon realm - which would just be a messy argument. Meanwhile, Barbatos and Mephisto don't want Diavolo to do something so reckless).
I think Solomon would ask Barbatos to do it. For one, the pact makes it so that he can force Barbatos's hand. Second, Solomon won't risk MC over a technicality (fallen angel vs natural demon), so he won't ask Asmo to do it - and he sure as hell won't let Lucifer do it. Third, Barbatos showed him the Fountain of Knowledge when he was younger. In a way, he feels like Barbatos is slightly to blame, and Solomon wants him to take some responsibility. Thirteen may also have to get involved because she's a reaper.
I don't have any concrete ideas on this, but maybe with the right spell, the right magical item, and magic channeled from all three realms, Thirteen could help force MC soul back into their body and bring them back to life.
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went to a talk circle about palestine today out of curiosity -the pro-palestine movement in my country is in diapers and I wanted to check out the few groups organizing it- and. jskdk lol lmao. it was announced as a space to talk about palestinian politics and create posters for the protests this week but maybe ten people showed up. and they all wanted to sort out their personal feelings about the news and congratulate each other on how well-informed about the occupation they are and they kept relating it to local "liberal" movements that have nothing to do with SWANA politics. and they wanted to upload this to social media. they couldn't get past recounting the horrifying suffering in gaza,,,,their idea of "coming up with solutions" was to print some catchy slogans on a t shirt and do "geopolitical analysis" which truly did not go deeper than "it sucks that the usamericans keep intervening in other countries it's very sad and unfair."
we were the only three palestinians in attendance so we were like oh we have to guide this discussion it's so embarrassing that this is the best allyship our country can offer bdjfjf so we went hey isn't it outrageous how nearly word for word western powers are reusing lies they made up about Iraq in the 90s and ppl aren't realizing? what can we do to help them discern and remember these things? and they answered that actually ppl aren't falling for it bc social media is so descentralized these days. so we were like ok if you say so! hey in our experience the general public in this country does not even know where palestine is and they only hear about us when the violence of the occupation gets worse, so their only image of us is as terrorists. and some guy was like um no actually I don't see palestinians as terrorists so that can't be true. and we were like our literal lived experience has been that people's 1st question is "your surname is weird where is it from?" and their 2nd question is "oh you must have family in isis right?" you HAVE to believe us (the palestinians) when we say that this country is not ready to hear about support for the resistence -they don't know where any of these places are, they don't know anything about our society or language or art or music or literature or scientific production or history! cultural relations between both countries are non-existent so it would be an excellent first step to promote knowledge of these things. It's difficult to feel empathy for a people you only see as violent, or as perpetual victims, but these kinds of restrictive narratives do make it easier to accept the dehumanization of the population. the occupation has been so successful bc they know how (and have a lot of help and funding) to market themselves to the world, how to share their culture and achievements beyond the violence. that's why it took us until 2023 to begin organizing an allied movement! no one knows anything!
and these fucking people. said to my face that we can't share palestinian culture bc us influence is just too great :( :( even though I had provided firsthand evidence to the contrary. and they went right back to discussing how palestinian resistance movements relate to our local history. shut up shut up shut up!!!!!!!!! why are you here praising indigenous liberation movements if you won't listen to the indigenous participants!!!!!!!!!! and you can bet they didn't let me speak for long enough to suggest some starting points for learning about our culture and history beyond the occupation. since they want to see us as poor little cardboard victims they can whip out whenever they need to shore up support for controversial local politics so bad
#so disappointing. I was writing an article about the dehumanization of palestinians in mexican media#but this experience confirms that nobody knows anything at all about us beyond the horrors and so they don't care about us as people#so idk I might ask the activist group the article was for to work with me on a cultural exchange project instead#you will see the moral bankruptcy of using us to advance your own political agenda or so help me
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