#they’re from different timelines but…..

[queernyra]

i respect everyone’s opinions… but seeing people say that lesbian spirk just “wouldn’t work” is offending my big fat lesbian heart! and i’ll start this off by saying that i am by no means the smartest person around to be talking about this but whatever. i think it’s easy to forget that women are just as complex as men, especially when female characters in tv are often flat and have little to no nuance. this one’s for all the women of the past (and present) who had to marry men and ended up having illicit emotional affairs with their girl best friends!

yes my takes are 100% biased but just imagine the comphet, their both being women in power who strayed from the paths that were laid out for them, feeling distinctly other than except for when they’re with each other. spock doesn’t mind being an aberration in the eyes of everyone else if (yes im using the name jane leave me alone lmao) jane can see past that and makes her feel like she’s right where she’s meant to be. it’s easy to ignore just what her feelings for her captain mean just like it’s easy to ignore the way she feels sick around men she should find herself compatible with. not wanting to disappoint her father more than she already has, but feeling like she’s already crossed the line of no return… PON FUCKING FARR?! repressed as fuck gay as fuck depressed as fuck pick a struggle omg.

when jim kirk brandished his bare chest to get his way, it sure as hell wasn’t because he felt like he HAD to, but for women the situation is different. something something deeply resenting men but still desiring their validation and wondering which parts of your actions are authentic. yes there’s power in her sexuality, and she gets shit done with or without it, but part of her deep inside wonders if this is all she’s reduced to. every relationship she’s had with men ends up being unfulfilling, especially intellectually. she’s always the smartest person in the room, and men underestimate her, but at least they’re a little fun to play with. she thinks that until she meets spock, someone who finally challenges her, and that rush of endorphins when the smartest vulcan you know values your opinions and thinks you’re intelligent… yeah. she finds her mind constantly drifting back to spock, and thinks that despite her reputation, she’d be fine never sleeping with anyone ever again as long as she had spock to occupy her time. any time she feels flutters in her stomach at the other girls voice or face, she immediately dismisses it. it’s easier that way.

i have so many thoughts about this and honestly i don’t care if people disagree bc my ass is just rambling opinions annoyingly and passionately, i just think that saying lesbian spirk wouldn’t work period is such a lame (and kind of lazy) take. obviously they wouldn’t be the same, they’d be something totally different because duh they’re women not men, but at the core is the same mutual codependency and deep commitment. i just think lesbianism is beautiful! and spirk transcends all of this! they are soulmates in every universe and every timeline!

[silentmanifester]

You Get What You Refuse to Go Back On.

Manifestation doesn’t reward your effort. It reflects your decision. Not the loud one you make in a moment of inspiration—the quiet one you hold without flinching. The reason most people don’t get what they want isn’t because it’s hard. It’s because they keep circling the decision. They say it’s done, then start checking. They say they’re her, then watch for proof. That’s not decision. That’s hesitation dressed up as belief. And the dream knows the difference. It doesn’t respond to how badly you want something. It responds to the version of you who won’t narrate anything else.

When you fully decide, the shift is instant. Not because the outer world flips overnight, but because you stop asking questions. You stop making your state conditional. You stop speaking from the lack version. You become unavailable for delay. And from that posture, reality bends. Not because you forced it—but because you stopped being the one who waits. That version? Gone. You dropped her. And the results don’t come to reward you. They come because there’s no other version left to reflect.

This is why conviction is everything. Not confidence. Not certainty. Just the willingness to no longer entertain contradiction. You don’t need to believe it will happen. You only need to stop being the girl who wonders. The one who reaffirms. The one who needs signs. That version keeps the dream on pause. And once you stop letting her speak for you, the shift lands.

So if you’re waiting, circling, doubting—pause. Not to reflect. To end it. Say: “This is who I am now. I’m not explaining it again.” And mean it. Say it without needing to feel different. Without checking if it worked. That’s what bends timelines. That’s what ends delay. You don’t get what you hope for.You get what you refuse to go back on.

♡♡♡

[gelus-ugs]

Snoggletog and Something More

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Pairing: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III x Female Reader

Timeline: Sometime during the RTTE series

Prompt: Snoggletog is here and the people of Berk and Aarhus gather together to celebrate. Hiccup, [Y/n], and the rest of the dragon riders return to Berk to join in on the celebration. As [Y/n] catches up with an old friend from her home village, something arises in Hiccup and causes unseen feelings to finally show.

☆彡

Background: [Y/n] is from a village called Aarhus. Aarhus has been allies with Berk for generations; the two villages accompanying each other through every war and change in tradition. [Y/n]’s father is the chief of Aarhus, making her the second resort to rule the village if something were to happen to its current chief - after it’s first successor: [Y/n]’s older brother. When she was a young teenager, [Y/n] began to accompany her father and her older brother whenever they visited Berk for business matters. During her first visit to Berk, [Y/n] met Hiccup, and the two immediately bonded over multiple shared struggles (The fact that they were considered outcasts, the fact that they were the chief’s children, and the heavy expectations that weighed on their shoulders). Hiccup and [Y/n] grew close, writing letters back and forth and spending as much time together as they could whenever [Y/n] visited Berk. When Berk transitioned from being dragon hunters to dragon riders, Aarhus did the same. Business between the two villages became a lot easier since they could rely on dragons for transportation. Hiccup went from writing letters to simply visiting [Y/n] whenever he pleased (Thanks to Toothless). The two would constantly travel with each other, disappearing for days at a time to explore new areas of the archipelago or simply visit their favorite ones. Hiccup eventually helped [Y/n] find her own dragon: a whispering death that she named [Dragon’s name]. When the dragon riders were established and they found and settled on the Edge, Hiccup was quick to invite [Y/n] onto the Edge with them, allowing her to build her own hut. [Y/n] accepted, moving onto the Edge and becoming apart of the Dragon Riders.

The fluorescent glow of torchlights settled across Berk’s snow-covered rooftops as the scent of cooked meat and pine needles filled the air. After a stressful week of planning and preparing, Snoggletog had finally arrived in full force.

With its long awaited arrival came the bustling hum of laughter, music, and the grinding of wooden carts dragging in barrels of mead and gifts.

This year, Berk was fuller than ever; not only because of the return of the dragon riders, but also because of the arrival of their longtime allies from Aarhus.

Hiccup hardly had a moment to breathe between prepping last minute plans and ensuring that the dragons didn’t burn down the decorations. Although, even amid the chaos, his eyes always seemed to find her:

[Y/n].

She gracefully moved through the crowd, covered in a thick fur-lined cloak that brushed her knees. Her dragon, [D/n], silently flew behind her from a distance, coiled and content in the shadows beside the Mead Hall.

To put in simply: [Y/n] looked different. Not in a negative or dramatic way, but in the way people typically do when they’re surrounded by the familiarity of home. She was smiling more, laughing freely, and tonight, her father and siblings were nearby.

They told stories and exchanged gifts with Stoick and Gobber, making Berk’s and Aarhus’s alliance feel tighter, louder, and warmer; something more than just a business relationship.

“Careful, Toothless.”

Hiccup muttered, giving Toothles a gentle nudge as he took a fish from a platter meant for the feast.

“This is a formal celebration, not a buffet.”

Toothless huffed through his nose in the sassy way he usually did, nosing Hiccup’s hand in protest before turning away with the fish he stole. Hiccup watched him go, rolling his eyes as he did so, when his attention shifted at the sound of a familiar laugh.

[Y/n], again.

Except this time, she wasn’t alone. A tall man, around her age, with shaggy blond hair and a fur-lined tunic was standing beside her, leaning in close as he grinned at her.

His hand brushed her elbow lightly as he spoke, and [Y/n] threw her head back with a melodic laugh that made something in Hiccup’s stomach churn.

“Who’s that?”

Astrid questioned, walking to Hiccup’s side with a plate of warm rolls in her hand. Hiccup didn’t bother to look at her, his gazed still fixated on the two in the distance.

“No one.”

Astrid raised a brow, shifting her gaze towards the man with [Y/n] before bringing it back to Hiccup,

“You’ve been glaring at ‘no one’ for five minutes.”

“He’s from Aarhus.”

Hiccup muttered, his tone sharp and displeased as his eyes narrowed at the sight of the man saying something presumedly amusing, causing [Y/n] to lightly swat his arm.

“One of her old friends, I think.”

“Looks like more than a friend to me.”

Astrid pointed out with a knowing smirk.

“You jealous?”

“I’m not…”

Hiccup trailed off, his jaw tightening with his lips curling into a frown.

“I’m just…wondering why he’s still touching her when he’s already made his point.”

Astrid chuckled and walked away with a shake of her head, but the thought replayed in Hiccup’s mind as he refused to tear his gaze away from the two. Why was she letting him touch her like that?

Hiccup paused; it’s not like he had a claim, after all. They were simply friends. Best friends; if that word held the same meaning when your heart jumped every time someone made her laugh.

He shook his head, quickly dismissing his thoughts as he walked toward the center of the area, trying to focus on anything else. After all, there was still a speech to give, gifts to distribute, and something to build…maybe. Just something that didn’t involve watching [Y/n] smile at someone else like that.

⎈

The bonfire crackled as a new log was added, people gathering around with mugs of warm cider. [Y/n] stood beside her older brother, who was catching up with Stoick about some trade goods, when an arm suddenly wrapped around her shoulders.

“[Y/n]!”

The same friend from earlier grinned.

“Don’t pretend you don’t see me~”

[Y/n] laughed, leaning into the gesture.

“For Thor’s sake, Aki; you’re worse than a Timberjack with boundary issues.”

Aki beamed, clearly proud of - what he took to be - the compliment.

“You’re the one who disappeared to an island full of dragon riders. You didn’t even tell me you had a whispering death!”

[Y/n] rolled her eyes, a small smile tugging at her lips,

“You would’ve sent a letter requesting - no, demanding - to fight her.”

“Of course I would’ve!”

He stated proudly, dramatically puffing out his chest.

“It’s the Aarhus way! Fight first, then celebrate.”

She nudged him playfully.

“That’s exactly why I left.”

He chuckled, but soon turned serious for a moment, eyes lingering on her.

“Still…everyone back home talks about you. Especially the boys.”

Her expression faltered, her gaze showing her interest as she raised a brow.

“Oh?”

“You’ve got a dozen suitors waiting for your return!”

He teased.

“Even heard my brother was working on some kind of carved ring-”

“Aki.”

[Y/n] warned while laughing, though, there was a hint of annoyance in her tone. He grinned wider, unaffected by it.

“Just saying…If you’re not careful, you’ll end up married before Berk’s next thaw.”

Behind them, Hiccup froze. He hadn’t meant to eavesdrop…okay, he had…but only because he’d come to find her, not because he was listening like some rando. But, now that he had heard, he couldn’t stop the way his stomach turned.

Married? Suitors? Since when did she have a dozen people lining up for her back in Aarhus? Without thinking, Hiccup stepped forward, making his presence known.

“Hey, [Y/n].”

He greeted, forcing his voice to sound casual. She turned to him, her expression immediately lighting up,

“Hiccup!”

Aki’s arm - finally - slid off her shoulder.

“Aki.”

Hiccup greeted with a stiff nod, then turned to [Y/n].

“Can I steal you for a second?”

She blinked, ever so slightly tilting her head.

“Uh, sure. Is something wrong?”

“No, I just need your help with Toothless. He’s…misbehaving.”

[Y/n] gave a knowing smile, clearly amused,

“Toothless doesn’t misbehave. He chooses chaos.”

“Exactly.”

Hiccup said quickly.

“Come on.”

⎈

The two walked through the snow-covered path toward the lower cliffs, away from the glow of the bonfire and the liveliness of the villagers. Her breath fogged in the cold, visible between them, but Hiccup kept walking until they were far enough from the crowd for his liking.

[Y/n] looked around, quickly noticing that Toothless wasn’t even there. Turning to face Hiccup, [Y/n] frowned,

“Hiccup, is something going on?”

He turned to face her, his jaw tensing as he crossed his arms tightly over his chest.

“I just wanted to talk…”

He said, but the tenseness in his tone was obvious.

“Okay…”

[Y/n] slowly nodded, brushing a curl from her cheek.

“You don’t sound like you want to talk, though. You sound like you want to fight.”

“I don’t…”

He muttered,

“But I am wondering what exactly is going on with that guy, Aki?”

[Y/n] blinked, clearly taken aback.

“Aki? He’s an old friend. We grew up together.”

“He seemed pretty friendly.”

Her brow furrowed as she took a step closer,

“Are you upset?”

“No…”

Hiccup lied.

“I just…he was talking about suitors, and marriage, and he was touching your shoulder like he had some kind of right to-”

He stopped himself, sighing in frustration as he chose his next words carefully.

“It just…it didn’t sit right…”

[Y/n] simply stared at him, her expression reflecting her confusion.

“Why does it matter?”

“I don’t know!”

Hiccup snapped, louder than he intended. When he saw [Y/n] flinch from his sudden outburst, he repeated the same statement, but softer.

“I don’t know…”

[Y/n] crossed her arms, her voice quiet, as she spoke her next words carefully.

“I’ve known Aki my whole life. That’s just…how he is.”

“But you don’t act like that with me.”

Hiccup said bitterly, adverting his gaze to the side.

“You don’t touch me like that, or laugh with me like that, or look at me like-”

He stopped, and suddenly the air between them felt a little too still. [Y/n] stepped forward, her gaze fixated on Hiccup.

“Like what?”

Hiccup took a deep breath, the air from his mouth fogging into the space between them. A small silence fell between them before he spoke again.

“Like I matter more than anyone else in the room.”

[Y/n]’s lips parted, but she let him continue.

“I guess…I always assumed that I did matter. That I wasn’t just some friend you wrote letters to, or a boy who took you on dragon rides when you were lonely. I thought…”

His voice cracked a little, the disappointment and sadness evident in the way he spoke.

“I thought I was different.”

[Y/n]’s gaze grew softer, letting a beat pass by before she spoke.

“You are different, Hiccup-”

“Then why does he get to touch you like that? Why do they get to wait for you like you belong to them, when I-”

He stopped mid sentence, frustration building in his chest as he swallowed hard. With his voice barely above a whisper, he finally admitted what he was trying to convey the entire time.

“I think I’ve been in love with you longer than I realized.”

[Y/n] stepped closer, her voice low and trembling, as she hesitantly placed her hand on Hiccup’s arm.

“You think…?”

“I know.”

He clarified, his eyes finally meeting hers.

“I just didn’t want to ruin things. But tonight, watching you with him…it felt like I already had.”

[Y/n] didn’t speak; but instead, she moved her hand from his arm and reached higher, gently caressing his cheek. Her fingers were cold, but her touch made him feel warm.

“You didn’t ruin anything…”

She whispered, her gaze remaining on his.

“You just said what I’ve been too scared to admit first this entire time.”

Hiccup blinked, the words she spoke rendering him speechless.

“You..?”

[Y/n] smiled, gently and warm.

“I’ve loved you since before I knew what that meant…since the first time you let me ride Toothless, and since you treated me like I mattered, even when my own village didn’t.”

Hiccup let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding as they stood in the stillness of snowfall, the world stilling around them.

“Come back to the fire with me.”

[Y/n] said softly.

“Before Aki comes hunting me down and thinks you’ve stolen me away.”

Hiccup grinned, snaking his arm around her waist.

���Maybe I have.”

☟︎

Sorry that I re-uploaded this,, I just noticed some of the errors I made after writing this at 1 in the morning last night and decided to fix them LMAO

Erm, chat…so I started catching up on my requests so I can post them on a specific schedule BUT my HTTYD hyperfixation has come back and now I’m back on my childhood crush on Hiccup 🥀🥀 No one asked for this,, but I wrote it anyways cause FREE WILL 🫦🫦 If yall want any other HiccupxReader oneshots or headcannons or anything,, PLSPLSPLS REQUEST 🙏🏾🙏🏾

[meganekune]

oi，早安女神😋泥到底是怎么能写出这么美味的东西🥺我又过来骚扰骚扰（）

1，幼年ray遇到现在的mc或现在的ray

2，如果三年前的ray穿越到Binary stars后日谈（前两天还睡不着，吃不下的想mc，一转头和mc有了个家庭（）

3，英雄夫妇（感觉mc和ray一起当社畜会互相安慰对方，一起咒骂naha，然后naha狠狠的掐cp粉的米（）

（凌晨了我终于又有魔法翻墙了，好耶）

Morning! These are such good prompts how did u came up with these 😭💖💖 感谢老师这么会想题目让我写了个爽🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

1. If child Ray met present day MC or present day Ray

If child Ray met present day MC, at first he’d be guarded, quiet, and full of distrust. He was used to being hurt and experimented on in NAHA facilities, he'd assume MC is just another threat. But MC would be different - They wouldn’t demand anything from him. They’d sit with him, bring him warm food, talk softly, maybe sketch something just to keep him company. At first, he’d think it was a trap, but if MC stayed kind and patient without expecting anything, he’d slowly start following them around like a scared animal learning how to trust. He’d remember their face forever. But if MC left after building too much trust, it would shatter him—triggering abandonment issues that could twist into obsession or revenge later on.

If young Ray met present day Ray, it’d be complicated. He might admire how powerful and untouchable he's become—but also notice how emotionally drained and unhappy he looks. He might ask, “Is this really who I have to become to survive?” And present-day Ray wouldn’t know what to say. He’d want to comfort his younger self but also knowing that it won't change anything. Still, he’d kneel down, look that kid in the eyes, and say: “It’s going to be hell. But you make it. You're still human. And someday, you will be loved as who you are.”(assuming Ray ending)

2. If Ray from 3 years ago time traveled to the Binary Star ending

For the Ray who just met MC—who’s barely slept since, replaying their voice and movements in his head in loop—waking up in the Binary Star epilogue, It would feel like everything he ever wanted.

He would open his eyes and find himself in his apartment, but this time more lively. He sees signs of a shared life: photos of them together, matching coffee mugs, worn-in sweaters, half-read books. And MC? They’re there - Real, close, moving around the apartment - He did it. He get to keep them.

This is the manifestation of every unspoken desire, every fantasy he’s locked away in the corner of his mind. He wouldn’t question how it happened—He just wants permanence, safety; He wants MC, alive, beside him, forever.

MC is quiet, present, but not really there. Their smile is small and polite, their voice low and practiced. When Ray asks, “Are you happy?” MC answers without hesitation: “You’re protecting the world. That’s what matters.” His delusional self would hear: “You chose me, and I chose you.” Not “I gave up my freedom.” Not “I had no choice.” - He wouldn’t let himself interpret it that way.

And when he returns to his original timeline, he’d feel electrified. He’d think If that’s the future, then he is doing everything right. So no more hesitation or restraint, he’d double down on his obsession, his surveillance, his need for control—because now he knows it works -- He gets MC in the end.

3. If MC and Ray were a “hero couple” working for NAHA

As NAHA’s official “hero couple,” Ray and MC would be the face of hope: Strong, photogenic, a love story that sells. They take down enemies, show up for charity events, give interviews (Ray still hates them). NAHA uses them for propaganda like crazy, I bet they’d have merch everywhere and basically become the symbol of the kind of love everyone is looking for.

But behind the scenes? They're exhausted. They would wake up every morning groaning about going to work, make fun of their mission briefs in bed, and secretly plan fake sick days to get out of attending galas. During missions, Ray will take a bullet for MC without blinking and later grumble, “You promised you’d stay behind me.” MC will patch him up with one hand and flip off the NAHA drone camera with the other (of course it’s going to be cut and the public would never see it… NAHA will make sure they stay squeaky clean).

They’re great at acting like everything’s fine for the cameras, and too good at comforting each other when it’s not. Some nights they lie awake wondering if this is what the rest of their lives will be. Other nights, they joke about faking their deaths and vanishing to some quiet town. Ray would say: “We’d have to kill [insert annoying hero name] first.” MC replies:“Deal.”

Meanwhile their fans be like: “Why haven’t they posted a couple selfie in two days 😭” But the real couple? They’re curled up in bed, eating instant noodles under a blanket of mutual burnout.

中文翻译：

1. 如果童年时期的Ray遇见现在的MC或现在的Ray

如果童年Ray遇见现在的MC，一开始他会非常警惕、安静，满是戒备。他习惯了在NAHA的研究设施里被伤害、被当成实验品，他会以为MC也只是另一个威胁。但MC会不一样——他们不会对他有任何要求。他们会陪他坐着，给他带来热食，轻声细语地说话，甚至只是静静地在旁边画画来陪伴他。

一开始，他会以为这是陷阱，但如果MC持续保持耐心和温柔，不图回报，他会像一只学着信任人的受惊小动物一样慢慢开始跟着他们走。他会永远记得他们的脸和善意。但如果MC在建立起太多信任后离开，那将彻底摧毁他——唤起他深层的遗弃创伤，甚���可能将信任转化为扭曲的执念。

如果年少的Ray遇见现在的自己，他可能会钦佩自己变得如此强大、不可触碰——再也没人能伤害他了。但他也会注意到这个成年后的自己，看起来情绪枯竭、毫无幸福感。他可能会问自己：“我必须变成这样，才能活下去吗？”

而现在的Ray也不知道该怎么回答。他会想要安慰那个孩子，但他也知道，这并不能改变什么。尽管如此，他还是会跪下来，看着那个孩子的眼睛说：”以后会很痛苦。但你撑过来了。你仍然是一个人。总有一天，你会找到爱着自己全部的那一个人。”

2. 如果三年前的Ray穿越到了Binary Star结局时

对那个刚认识MC不久的Ray来说——他几乎没怎么睡觉，一直在脑海里反复回放MC的声音和动作——如果他在一觉醒来后出现在Binary Star的结局里，那不会让他觉得怪异，反而像是梦寐以求的一切成真了。

他会睁开眼睛，发现自己仍在自己的公寓里——但这次变得有生气了。他看到生活的痕迹：他们一起的照片、成对的咖啡杯、穿旧的毛衣、翻了一半的书。而MC？他们就在那儿——真实、亲密，在房间里走动，仿佛属于这个空间。Ray会想：“我做到了。我终于能留下他们。”

这是他埋藏在心底的所有未出口的渴望、幻想的具现。他不会质疑这一切是怎么发生的——他只想要一种“永远”，想要安全感，想要MC活着，在他身边，直到永远。

MC安静、在场，但好像又不完全在当下。他们的微笑很细微、很礼貌，声音低而熟练。当Ray问，“你幸福吗？”MC毫不犹豫地回答：“你在保护世界。这才是最重要的。”

而Ray那执迷的自己会听到的是：“你选择了我，而我也选择了你。”

而不是：“我放弃了自由。”也不是：“我没有选择。”——他不会允许自己那样去解读。

当他回到原本的时间线、从幻象中醒来时，他会感到一种触电般的激动。他会想：“如果那就是未来，那我现在做的一切都是对的。”

他不再犹豫、不再克制。他会加倍投入自己的执念、监控、控制欲——因为他现在知道这样做是有效的 - 他不管怎样最终还是得到了MC。

3. 如果MC和Ray是为NAHA工作的“英雄情侣”

作为NAHA的官方“英雄情侣”，Ray和MC会成为希望的象征——强大、上镜、值得销售的爱情故事。他们击败敌人，出席慈善活动，接受采访（Ray还是很讨厌采访）。NAHA疯狂利用他们做宣传——肯定会出周边、海报、情侣周历，甚至会变成全国上下对理想爱情的投射。

但在聚光灯背后？他们已经筋疲力尽。他们每天早上醒来都会抱怨上班，在床上嘲笑任务简报，还会偷偷编病请假来逃避酒会和宣传活动。在任务中，Ray会毫不犹豫地为MC挡子弹，然后一边被缝伤口一边抱怨：“你答应过会站我后面。”MC会一只手给他包扎，另一只手对着NAHA的无人机镜头竖中指（当然这段会被剪掉，公众永远不会看到…NAHA会确保他们形象干净完美）。

他们对外表现得无懈可击，对内也太擅长彼此安慰。有些夜晚，他们躺着发呆，怀疑这样的生活是否会一直持续。有些夜晚，他们开玩笑说要伪造死亡，消失在某个小镇上。Ray会说：“但我们得先干掉[某个讨厌的英雄名字]。”MC会回答：“成交。”

与此同时，他们的粉丝会在网上发帖：“他们怎么两天没发合照了😭”但现实中的他们正裹在一条共享的毛毯里，躺在床上吃泡面，在共同的精疲力尽中取暖。

[smilesrobotlover]

I was thinking about how my design for Veran reminded me of Faima.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 259

You know, going back in time, they thought it would be easy. Stop the end of the world by preventing the Being from well, coming into being. It should be easy to take them out, one death to prevent an untold amount of them. What could a child do?

Well. 

They really should have remembered that with a child usually comes their parent as well. And erm, said parent doesn’t seem to appreciate their logic. In fact, they are… getting their ass kicked. By a civilian. A feral civilian who apparently is very protective of said child-who-ends-up-destroying-the-world. 

They might need assistance…

[0vergrowngraveyard]

y’know i think im starting to see the appeal of the metal sonic is an alternate version of sonic who got roboticized in CD theory

[jackattack20writes]

So after mulling it over I think there’s 4 main timelines the characters in GQuuuuuuX are from, there’s Lalah’s where Char died the first time instead of her, then there’s also Shuji’s because I don’t think they both start in the same place, I think he’s from one of the repeats and managed to survive when the universe reset because we know from GQ Lalah that Char at least once was killed by Amuro so that’s assumedly the first one and there seems to be a lack of recognition from Lalah for Shuji. Then there’s also the CCA adjacent timeline where Lalah was killed in the elmeth and the pieces of what I’m pretty sure are the Sazabi and Nu Gundam that are used in the GQuuuuuuX and GFred came from which is how Amuro’s spirit appeared and finally the GQuuuuuuX timeline.

Plus I guess the other five repeats we see from the alternate mobile suits Char used, assuming Shuji’s from one of the shown repeats and not another 7th one. Which like isn’t “more times than I can count” but I think watching someone you care about 6 times even is enough to qualify as feeling like that if not actually being true.

Why is this important? Because I like organising things and also the fact of the CCA timeline being introduced at the very end is interesting. Like it’s what people were thinking when the elmeth first showed up that it would connect back to og gundam’s timeline but then it became clear it was just another splinter so to directly reconnect at the end is interesting, at least to me it is. Especially because we know now that previous timelines still exist because that’s assumedly where Lalah and Shuji returned to. So they could’ve just done the og timeline and left out the line about the Gundam killing Lalah but they chose not to.

Which intrigues me just like how the total unwillingness to show Amuro in the GQuuuuuuX or Lalah timelines does or just seeing enough Sayla to not know if she’s getting a choice in what’s she’s doing or if she’s doing it because other people want her to. Like does she want to rule Zeon? Or is she doing it out of compulsion/responsibility? like going by the themes of the show it’s the first one but we don’t know enough about GQuuuuuuX Sayla to know that so it just as much could be the second. And I saw one thing claiming that production staff said at one point GQX Lalah’s appearance on earth was going to be Sayla which makes it all even stranger and more interesting.

Like there’s very clearly a lot of ideas for Sayla in this timeline the show just doesn’t seem to want to show them.

I dunno how I got here from measuring out the timelines in GQuuuuuuX.

[nami-moittli]

Tell me that Wonder’s last name isn’t “Suou”

Especially because Tatsuya’s sprite in IS makes it look like he has red hair (though it got changed to brown in EP sprites)

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

hammering down the timeline made me realise in my fic Kirby is literally ten times older than king dedede and that’s deeply funny to me actually

[truth-01001001-liar]

Xayah art WIP :3

[iwoulddieforienzo]

They’re fucking with us

[worstloki]

The funniest arguments are the ones where one country tries to claim a food or type of clothing is solely theirs and shouldn’t be associated with another country pointing out it also exists somewhere else. Even if ‘somewhere else’ is a neighbouring country that a century ago was a part of the same place, somehow this calls people to violence

[lambjock]

i think that viewing the little hope relationships as just ‘family’ ( specifically : blood family, ones with traditional roles and relationships, one bred from a nuclear familial structure ) has a habit of dismissing them entirely. it is not blood that binds them together, nor is it family structures, and throughout every iteration of their lives things change. sometimes they’re merely neighbors with a slim portion of blood relation, sometimes they’re bound by flimsy paper or war, and sometimes they’re students at a college following their professor around. the nature of their relationships change, as do their circumstances and surroundings, but they ( as a mismatched unit ) are eternally bound and divided by a child and an inherent, unescapable tragedy. the important aspect of their relationships is that they are agonized individuals who are stuck together and wouldn’t like to be. the important theme between them is that despite their determined suffering, all the bad ways they clash, and in spite of a bubbling self loathing so awful that it literally kills them, they have found love and comfort in each other anyway, or perhaps have realized a love that has always been there. there’s no ‘i love you as a daughter’ between angela and taylor, just as much as there isn’t any ‘i love you as a sibling’ between dennis and tanya. they just love each other. even the clarke family, arguably the most familial bond they have, still isn’t traditional. none of them are blood and all of them are strangers inside their own home. they don’t look alike and they don’t share dna and they typically don’t care for the facade of a family either, more content to treat each other like roommates at best, and that’s fascinating because why would they care? why would standard labels matter to souls as ancient as theirs? it’s just another flesh they adorn, it’s just another pain they’ll carry and shape and hate. idk! i just think forcing titles on it all is rather boring in nature, and actively hinders the genuine relationships there, in an attempt to have a rulebook of sorts to follow. i also just loathe how the found family trope is constantly turned into a literal family, when it was made to spit in the face of a nuclear family structure. but that’s just me <3

[aroundmeblackbats]

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

[pokemonfrommemory]

Pika-clone version 8