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maple-the-awesome · 1 year ago

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He Becomes a Dad! || Part 1/2

PART 2

Pairing: Time, Four, Legend, Hyrule x Reader

Overview: Congratulations, you're new parents 🎉 Some of the Links are prepared. Others...might need a moment to gather themselves. But rest assured! At the end of the day, they're all going to get a handle on this whole dad thing. I'm a sucker for family tropes and there simply aren't enough out there for the Chain to quench my thirst, so here it is, I'm adding my contribution👍 Btw, there will be only two parts for this prompt since Wind will be excluded for obvious reasons. Baby making isn't a platonic activity🤷‍♀️

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You only brought the topic of children up to your husband once. It was at some point during the early half of your marriage and after a particularly lengthy day of enduring Malon’s well-meant pestering. Time, beside being caught slightly off guard, delivered a straightforward answer:

“It wouldn’t feel right bringing kids into this world, especially when I would hardly be home to help you rear them.”

Now, you can’t lie and say you weren’t at all disappointed by this answer, although you wouldn’t say you had the rug completely pulled from beneath you. You understood the true implications behind Time’s statement right away. It’s the same reason he took so long to let himself marry you. It’s not you nor a disgust towards children, but rather an unspoken fear of building a life where he’s too happy - one that could be ripped away from him at a moment’s notice as has seemed to be the case for his younger years.

Although his worries are needless, you never pushed against his boundaries because you could at least see the sense in his argument. Sure, the idea of having children did always appeal to you deep down, however between Time’s constant traveling and your hard work helping at Lon Lon Ranch, it would be difficult to squeeze a family into the schedule. There was no sense in forcing him into a commitment he wasn’t ready for nor one you weren’t in a position to properly foster.

Twelve years of blissful marriage passed before your plans changed. The blame lies with those other heroes, too. One would think traveling alongside a group of unruly young boys would’ve made someone more certain of their decision to never again subject themselves to such a headache, yet it apparently had the opposite effect on your dear husband.

Discovering first hand how much pride he could feel towards a descendant was life-altering, to put it light. Twilight was living proof that somewhere along the line, Time does something right. Whatever kids he might have will grow up to have children of their own and so on…Not to mention Twilight isn’t a terrible outcome by any means. To raise someone with the possibility of them turning out like him and to do so with you of all people? Well, needless to say, it was settled rather quickly after that: Time wanted kids.

Call it baby-fever if you will, but he was suddenly rather eager about the concept he had once avoided like the plague. He brought it up through not-so-subtly hints at first, then when you outright asked him if he was being serious, he went on a slightly nervous spew about your home being too quiet and how he could officially retire from traveling to be home more and it’s really a shame that you have an extra bedroom just sitting around - You just had to kiss him to shut him up which eventually led to…other things. Let’s just say you both got started right away.

It took you twelve years to realize you did indeed want kids yet less than a year to actually be holding them for the first time. It turns out even the universe was impatiently waiting for you both to come to your senses, so once you finally had, it decided to award you with not one, but two beautiful girls whom you affectionately named Saria after Time’s old friend and Mallory, a mix between melody and Malon, their ever-so-excited godmother.

It’s safe to say that the twins are pretty spoiled. Malon has been over almost everyday, bringing you plenty of baked goods as a bribe to let her spend more time with her favorite goddaughters and you have practically every baby related item that you could need, courtesy of the Queen of Hyrule herself, but of course, it’s their parents who love them the most.

Never in his wildest dreams did Time think it would be possible to feel so at peace with the life he’s built. For so many years, he feared true happiness was impossible - that every turn would result in the same cruel fate he had been subjected to during most of his existence - and yet for the last couple of nights, he’s held it in his arms. He’s watched the moon rise outside his window while playing soft lullabies on his ocarina, you cuddled by his side with your daughters shared between you both. You wear a small smile even in sleep and he swears the girls match it, too; he definitely does himself…This is a priceless treasure he’ll give his life to protect.

Four and you had already been married for a few years by the time you found out you’re pregnant. It’s not to say you were actively planning for it, although you also weren’t actively trying not to either.

It had been agreed upon early in your relationship that kids would be nice should they come your way, therefore you were both equally excited that your wishes were finally being granted, so much so that the nursery was finished within the first month (courtesy of your handy husband). It’s painted in beautiful pastels that are easy on the eyes and decorated with many toys Four had hand-carved himself; a useful craft he’s now very appreciative towards Sky for teaching him.

Seeing as this was already a somewhat anticipated next step in your lives, Four’s pretty relaxed throughout the process despite its many challenges. For starters, pregnancy itself unfortunately isn't as much of a 'blessing' for you as some have made it sound. You’re rather sick from beginning to end. If it isn't your inability to keep food down (especially in the early stages) or your fluctuating blood pressure, then it’s the aching you constantly feel thanks to both your very heavy bump and extremely active baby who just loves to make sure you never forgot about their existence by kicking you as hard as possible day and night.

Worry not. Four has made your struggles more bearable by being a darling husband through and through. He’s by your side during each doctor’s visit, does his own personal research on all things baby-related, and helps with every chore he can to give you at least some rest even if just for a quick nap, however most spectacularly, he does all of this without ever being too overbearing.

Although certainly concerned for your health, Four can recognize your strength any day of the week, especially when you've been rolling with the punches like a warrior queen during such a draining pregnancy. Anxious, sure, but not afraid. Why would he be? He’s confident that you’re both prepared to face anything together! …That is, until you actually went into labor…

Yeah, remember that previously mentioned, relaxed and darling husband? Forget about him. Your water broke and so did Four's calm demeanor, but can he really be blamed? You went into labor early - and not just by a couple of days either. Oh no, we're talking a couple of weeks early.

Regardless of his newfound fear, Four does his utmost best to still present himself as calm and collected in front of you, not wanting to freak you out any more than you’re already freaking out yourself. He first helped you lay down with plenty of pillows and cushions before running to get help. After that, he doesn’t leave your side, encouraging you throughout the process with a smile on his face, however don’t be fooled: the second you turn your head to the midwife’s voice or close your eyes to scream, your poor husband’s face reflects his inner thoughts as the situation fully begins to sink in. 'Scared shitless' - that's a good word to describe it; eyes wide in terror with a mouth that’s hung agape and slightly twisted in pain as your nails clawed into his hand.

As said, he never leaves your side - not even for a millisecond. You don’t have to worry about him being the type of guy to get grossed out by natural fluids or complain about your expressions of pain; none of that is remotely a concern of his. He’s just grateful to see you okay and even more so to hear his baby crying as they should.

A girl; small like her daddy, but healthy all things considered. Four couldn't wait to hold her, knowing damn well he was going to cry the second her soft skin touched his, but he isn’t ashamed of it in the slightest. Who wouldn’t cry holding something so precious?

Then you scream again. He thinks something must be wrong until the midwife announces that it isn’t over - that there are more squeezed in there waiting.

At the end of the day, you're just relieved to finally breathe easy without going through agonizing pain while Four, on the other hand, is left in shock staring at not one, not two, but three little babies, all healthy girls who wiggle and whimper in their parents' arms, but oh well. The nursery may have to be expanded, although there's plenty of love to go around. At least he can thank Hylia that it wasn’t quads (he's had enough of those).

Legend and you have been in a relationship for several years, although you had mutually agreed earlier on that neither of you were big fans of the whole 'marriage' thing. What difference would a ceremony and piece of paper make, anyway? You already act as any officially married couple would. You live together, go on dates, occasionally argue, and even share a bed which is exactly what resulted in a recent, unplanned detour in your lives: a baby.

When you first told Legend the news, he panicked, asking himself all those stupid questions like ‘what now’ and ‘how could this have happened’ even though he knew damn well how. Then he left. Giving some half-assed excuse about needing fresh air, he turned his back to you despite your pleas and didn’t return for hours.

Now, rest assured, he did immediately regret having that reaction and apologized for it as soon as he came home. He didn’t mean to scare you with the thought of abandonment, but as he would quietly confess during his apology, the thought of being a parent had just been too overwhelming in the moment. Neither of you had ever talked about having kids, and while he could at least have some peace of mind knowing you’ll obviously be a great mom, he fears that the same won’t be applied to him.

You have always been the light in a dim room, as Legend would put it. You’re fun, sweet, and amazing with kids. Any child of yours, planned or not, will love you with all of their heart exactly as he does. Meanwhile he’s stubborn, cranky, and the last kid to cross his path literally started sobbing. Maybe it had to do with him being covered in monster blood after just having crawled out of a dungeon but he’s pretty sure he traumatized a kid nonetheless…The thought of being just as bad around any kid you share together scares the crap out of him.

Deep, deep down, Legend’s actually somewhat excited to be a father. Although he’s too stubborn to admit it to anyone other than you, he’ll sometimes daydream about how nice it would be to tell a little replica of you both about all his adventures or to teach them how to use some of the items he’s collected over the years like his trusty boomerang. Seeing the excitement in their eyes would definitely be worth listening to you scold him afterwards. If that’s all there was to being a father, Legend wouldn’t have a single concern, yet it’s his insecurities that always have a habit of souring things. Would his kid actually find his stories cool or would they just be tempted to throw the boomerang right at his head?

You’ve done your best to reassure him, often falling back on the argument that the baby will be a part of him. Like father, like son, right? Legend was almost ready to believe you, too, especially upon laying eyes on his child for the first time. As you passed the tiny bundle over to him, he thought that maybe being a dad wasn’t going to be that scary after all, and it might not be so bad to even have more someday either…However, his worries were quick to return when the baby started screaming two seconds after being set into his arms…

Baby screams if he holds him. Baby whimpers if he looks at him for too long. Sometimes, Legend swears the thing starts crying simply by hearing his voice in another room. It doesn’t happen with anyone else, though. The baby just adores you as predicted, but what Legend can’t stand is the fact that the baby seems to like Ravio, of all annoyances, over his own dad.

He’s forced to watch as the little brat happily lets Ravio cradle him, the sight filling him with bitter jealousy and sorrow. You’re convinced that he’s just overthinking everything - that he should give himself time to adjust to his new position as a father instead of holding himself to unrealistic standards, but how long is he exactly supposed to wait until it clicks? It’s been a whole month already and he still feels as confused as day one! Will he ever get the hang of this whole dad-thing or is he a lost cause…?

If there’s any comfort Legend can have, it’s that even Ravio doesn’t know what to do with the baby once he starts crying, so at least he’s not alone in that aspect. The only problem is you’re busy making lunch and stubbornly refuse to pause your efforts. Instead, you shove a bottle over to Legend, insisting that he be the one to feed his son since it should be a ‘good bonding exercise’ for them. You won’t take ‘no’ for an answer and judging on your glare when he tries to protest, you probably wouldn’t be happy if he tries passing the task onto Ravio either.

Thus, Legend is left to awkwardly sit down and take the baby into his arms. He already knows it’s obvious he has no idea what he’s doing, Ravio doesn’t have to point it out, but luckily after some swift around, he manages to hold his son more securely against his chest before shoving the bottle in his face. The baby continues to fuss while turning his head away from the bottle, and Legend’s almost tempted to call for you in defeat until at last, the room falls silent.

Looking down, he watches in quiet awe as his son accepts his meal eagerly. His little hands quickly rise up, gripping onto Legend’s which holds the bottle in place. They’re so tiny; barely able to wrap around a single finger - Oh, and his eyes as well! They’re wide as he stares up at his dad with unbroken eye contact. It’s like a wordless conversation - one more valuable than any he’s heard before.

You return, offering to take your son now that your work is done, but Legend is quick to shake his head. Why don’t you take a well-deserved break while he handles this little troublemaker? It would be a shame to bother him when he looks so comfortable in daddy’s arms.

You've been dating Hyrule for longer than either of you can really remember, however you aren’t in any big rush to get married, figuring that it would make no real difference in your commitment to each other. You love Hyrule and he loves you. What more is there to say? For a while there, you were both perfectly satisfied with simply taking things slow and letting fate decide your course, although more recently you’ve had to switch up that method to something more stable for the baby. Yes, a baby.

You wouldn’t necessarily call it a surprise, but you also can’t truthfully say it was planned either. You had agreed that kids might be nice if the goddesses ever blessed you with any in the future, however you weren’t exactly trying for them…You just weren’t being very careful…

Hyrule must admit he was rather nervous at the start. The only prior experience he really had around kids was with Wind, but there’s a pretty big difference between a young teen and newborn. Pair that with his not so ‘kid-friendly’ world and there’s plenty to worry over. Anything could happen, but Hyrule’s determined to be the best dad and partner he can.

First thing was first, of course: you needed a place to stay. Traveling is fun and you both enjoy being on the move, but that’s no life for a baby. Hyrule and you had actually already considered the idea of settling down someplace before, so you didn’t think of it as a massive loss to take off your adventure boots for a while. If anything, it was a welcomed change once you remembered how lovely it is to be able to kick your feet up for a rest or be surrounded by warmth during a terrible rainstorm.

Again, Hyrule takes his job as your partner very seriously which wasn’t ever a surprise to you. He found a small house for you both to rent in one of the safer villages around; a perfect place for raising a child. While he might not have a talent for decorating or making a place feel ‘homey’, he does thrive when it comes to making sure you’re comfortable, his spare rupees definitely going to fluffy wool blankets and a rickety rocking chair that he saw at a market.

Early on in the pregnancy, you noticed that your boyfriend also began showing a new found determination for cooking which did scare you a bit at first - Okay, so maybe a lot. Hyrule began taking cooking lessons from some kind elderly ladies in town who must have an endless pool of patience because while you can’t say every dish is a masterpiece (or even editable for that matter), you are happy to say Hyrule can now make things like toast and tomato soup successfully. It’s progress.

There aren’t a ton of doctors in your time and none in your village, so you have to take a lot of notes from local women regarding the process. Hearing all their stories and the possible ‘what if’s for what could go wrong made you anxious, especially once you finally go into labor, but it doesn’t faze Hyrule - not on the outside, anyway. He does an excellent job of swallowing his own fears for your peace of mind, talking you through each painful contraction and doing his best to distract you from it all until it comes time to start pushing.

Some people may get squeamish at the thought of childbirth, however Hyrule isn’t one of them. He’s fought through some terrifying dungeons and has bore witness to more than a few gory injuries over the years, so bodily fluids don’t bother him one bit. He’s kneeled down right in front of you without a second’s hesitation, multitasking between mentally reviewing what he’s been told to do and reassuring you even though he’s sure you don’t hear a word of it over your own screams.

One minute Hyrule’s encouraging you to keep pushing, the next he’s holding a small, crying baby in his arms. His movements after that feel almost automatic as he carefully cleans her off and just admires the fact that this baby - this tiny, precious gift of life is his. She’s yours and his and she’s beautiful despite having come into existence within such a broken world filled with more hardships than he could count…

Your tired voice brings him back to reality - asking if the baby you hear crying is okay. You clearly feel the same thing Hyrule does upon seeing your daughter for the first time, the two of you sitting side-by-side as you soak in this wonderful emotion. Hope...That’s what she represents. Hope for a brighter future...

#x reader #reader insert #linked universe x reader #link x reader #linked universe #lu time x reader #lu chain #lu legend x reader #lu four x reader #lu hyrule x reader #legend of zelda #legend of zelda x reader

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sinning-23 · 2 months ago

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Oh how I love you (OPLA BLURBS FOR VALENTINES DAY!)

Hey babessss! I’ve missed yall and have been suffering from writers block! Ahem, every year I miss Valentine’s Day....and I missed it again this ear-

LISTENNNNN IM SORRY. ANyway, sit back relax and get ready to swoon, sumo, and smile over there toothrotting HEADCANNONS. So sweet they’ll put you into diabetic shock 🤭

ps. yes i know valentines day was a month ago let me live my mental calendar is SHIT rn lmao.

p.p.s. i refuse to let the opla fandom die were getting season 2 any minute now so buckle up sluts.

p.p.p.s this is also unfinished lol i just got lazy and didn't wanna write for like 3/4 characters (maybe ill do it later)

Luffy

“LUFYYYY!” You squeal, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s neck as giggles escape your lips.

He returns the smile, spinning you in the hug. Luffy had made it a point to be as loving as possible with you, his gorgeous and just-as-chaotic girlfriend. It was like a match made it heaven, honestly. When he proposed for you to join his crew and stay by his side all those months ago, you couldn't have been more than happy to say yes.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” You hum, twisting his curls between your fingertips.

Your favourite part about Luffy had to be how he just winged it 9 times outta 10. He found a flow and rode that wave u til it carried him where ever he needed. Even for ‘special’ holidays like Valentine’s Day.

“Let’s eat and then, take a nap together. And after? We can sneak dessert in the kitchen.” He whispers-yells, and you can’t help but pepper his freckled face with kisses.

Though to any other couple, that plan sounded like something so basic. It meant the world, though, because Luffy didn’t share his food with anyone… except you. And he always stretched around your body and make sure you both were pressed together during naps.

And dessert…well, who doesn’t love the occasional cream pie?

Zoro

You bring the liquor to your lips, the burn sliding down your throat and into your belly as you and Zoro swap indirect kisses with the shared bottle. Currently, he had his hands on the small of your back and your hip. The music in the bar isn’t loud but it’s enough to hear and catch the flow. Zoro doesn’t dance. Not unless his girl looked so longingly at the other couples on the floor.

Zoro didn’t originally do Valentine's Day. Before, it had just been another day in the year to him. Suddenly all those shitty holidays and special occasions meant a hell of a whole lot to him because they meant a hell of a whole lot to you.

“Nice job Zo, you haven’t stepped on my foot again and it’s been a solid 5 minutes.” You tease, only for him to squeeze your hip and whisper a warning into your ear.

“Don’t jinx it.” He chuckles, the sound of your giggles making him smile in turn. You rest your head against his chest, taking in his scent, humming in satisfaction.

"Y'know, we should take this bottle back to the ship." You suggest seeing the couples become closer and closer, more of them already glued together by their faces.

If you knew anything about your boyfriend, it was that PDA wasn't his favorite thing to either witness or participate in.

He quirks a brow, looking around and nodding almost immediately in agreement.

"Good idea. Besides, I doubt they wanna see what I'm gonna do to you." He smirks.

Sanji

Every Valentine's Day was so romantic. Sanji made it a point to show you just how much he loved you every single day...but never actually saying it. Your morning usually starts slow, his fingertips tracing the curve of you spine.

He presses kisses to your shoulders and massages your scalp. The perfect way tp wake up. He always calls you beautiful no matter how crazy you look after a good night's sleep.

In the afternoon, he makes you lunch, your plate decorated so nicely and before you can sink your teeth in, he kisses you quick, telling you to enjoy. Yes, every year was perfect.

The day had gone on so fast it seemed and your proximity to Sanji was far closer than it usually would've been. Your arms are around his waist and your face rests against his back as he cooks another meal for the crew.

"Sanji," You begin, practically hearing the smile on his face when he answers in that honeyed tone you adore so much.

It just slipped. You hadn't originally meant to say it but it was just so nice and peaceful between the two of you, you couldn't help it. Your heart dropped into your stomach once you realized and the cook had almost stiffened up completely.

'I-Im sorry what was that sweetheart?" He questions, more so in reasurance as his voice was a bit shaky.

"I-...I said I love you." You stumble a bit, trying to fight he dread that claws up your throat.

The blonde is quick to turn to face you, his lips on your immediately, his hands cup your cheeks, and you can't help but to sigh in relief.

"I love you too, very much."

Nami

Your limbs are in a tangle at this point and Nami's head is rested between the two large pillows you called boobs. You can’t help but giggle when she twitches in her sleep. She grumbles and groans, squeezing your swait tighter as she takes a deep breath, eyes squeezed shut.

"Sleep in today?" You hum, twirling the faint wave of her hair with your index finger.

"Well yeah, I'd rather stay in here all day with my favorite girl on Valentine's than deal with those idiots." She grumbles, trailing kisses up to your collar.

You chuckle in response, her crystaline eyes staring right into yours.

"Sounds like a good idea to me." You hum, your lips finally meeting hers in a soft, content kiss.

Mihawk

The table is quiet, per usual, the candlelit chandelier above your lighting your area with a faint glow. Jsut enough for you to see the low lidded yellow eyes of your lover. He sits quietly, sipping his wine, as do you.

“My dear,” he speaks, addressing you in that tone you'd grown to love so much.

“Yes darling?” You respond, resting your head against the palm of your hand.

“Happy Valentines Day." He finished, placing the small velvet box in front of you.

You almost choke, bubbles spurting from your own drink as Mihawk sighs and shakes his head.

"Are you really that surprised? It was only a matter of time before I asked." He reveals, sipping his wine again.

"Surely you can't be serious...are you sure my love?" you whisper, still shocked at the fact that this was definitely happening right how. No matter how badly he tried to fight and deny it, he really was corny, so ironic to propose on a day like this.

"My wife doubts me?" He shoots back, more teasing than anything.

The title rings in your head, the feeling seeing its way into your heart as you open the box.

"Never." You reply, pressing your lips to his with a smile.

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princeblue · 1 year ago

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Sometimes I think about how the fandom has this perception of Giyuu as someone who is mercilessly bullied by the Hashira and can’t defend himself when that is literally not true, like. Giyuu continuously digs a hole for himself when he is around them, he uses these words like “im not like you guys” after he decides he’s going to walk out of the Hashira meeting because he thinks he can’t unlock the demon slayer mark.

And who wouldn’t look at Giyuu, a stoic man who hardly interacts with the other Hashira and uses words in a monotone voice saying he’s different from everyone else and not think “this guy thinks he’s above us” which is literally what Sanemi thinks when he sees Giyuu and Giyuu’s behavior.

Sanemi grew up a poor child in a poor town with people who did look down on him for his very existence, why would he not challenge and provoke someone who, in sanemi’s eyes, is saying he’s better/different than everyone else without no real proof?

And again, Giyuu is given two opportunities to explain himself, to actually say what he thinks about himself and his status of a Hashira. But he does not, and when he’s given the second opportunity (sanemi asking him “what do you mean by that”) he instead brushes off his fellow Hashira and continues to walk away, once again affirming this ideal of a person who thinks himself higher above the others.

At most the majority of the Hashira think of Giyuu with either curiosity or nothing at all, Sanemi and Obanai are the only ones who really don’t like him and voice their opinions on him which is always with contempt and Shinobu is the only one who is generally kind to him because she wants to be, and even then she has her moments of frustration and cruelty (“nobody likes you” in the mountains) which is what I assume is from how Giyuu holds himself and possibly her having the same ideal as Sanemi/Obanai but because of the persona she’s garnered for herself she’s not outright cruel and merely more passive aggressive but again, also curious. Which is where their friendship is sparked.

And this isn’t to say that Giyuu should spill his hearts and guts out to the Hashira, he doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to. Depression affects people in many ways and there’s no denying he’s someone with an extreme amount of self hatred and depression, but he’s also a Hashira who held his own against an Akaza who was legitimately trying to harm him and unlocked his demon slayer mark, he is capable of defending himself, he is capable of saying “shut the fuck up.” When someone says something about him that is meant to harm his feelings, he’s not some uwu precious bean and if Giyuu had expanded what he meant, “im not like you guys, im weaker.” The Hashira; specifically Obanai and Sanemi, would have regarded him differently and might not have been as cruel.

All in all, it’s very justifiable that Obanai and Sanemi held contempt for him, again Giyuu only continued to make himself look worse in their eyes, but he’s not mercilessly bullied by everyone he comes into contact with, because while we’re at it he’s also a snarky asshole (“why don’t you go train more” when he ties up Inosuke, calling sanemi a simpleton when he says he can’t wait to unlock the demon slayer mark, calling Tanjirou weak/stupid when he’s a traumatized child who just saw his entire family dead and now this strange man is trying to kill his sister)

And it really really fucking bothers me when people hate on Sanemi and Obanai for this, Obanai is a little bit more harder to dive into for me personally, but I feel like his dislike is garnered by being a supposed special person above others and it only brought him pain and death. To him there’s nothing special about being special so why would he like someone who “claims” they are?

Again this isn’t to say that Giyuu owes everyone an explanation, but he’s not owed any kindness or comradeship when he appears as someone who is indifferent or views themselves as simply being higher than others.

#demon slayer #kny #blue rambles #sanemi shinazugawa #giyuu tomioka #shinobu Kochou #Obanai Iguro

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stawberrymiko · 6 months ago

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00:01 - DATING BLAZE

♡ Let's start off with the obvious, there would not be a single boring day with Blaze.

♡ Dating Blaze meant there was something eventful every day. But nothing too dangerous. Typical teenage boy stuff and because he's a wolf, a lot of it would include fights or breaking windows.

♡ Blaze wouldn’t be considered a rebel since he isn’t rebelling against anything, nor is he under the “bad boy” label. He’s just. . . .vocal and strong minded.

♡ Now, we as a fandom have headcanon Blaze to be a druggie. So, with saying that info, Blaze is heavy against you becoming a druggie. Blaze himself is aware of the dangers of taking drugs and because of this he is very aware of what he is taking and just how much his body can handle. You on the other hand, the most you can do is weed with him present. You are forbidden from doing anything else without his super-vision and even if he is there, he doesn’t want you to risk anything.

♡ Blaze comes from a big household, being the only son. In my mind, he is the second eldest. He has an older sister that gives him knowledge on women and how to respect them and he has younger sisters he protects. Always telling them to be wary of boys and any sketchy shit going on, to call him straight away.

♡ His sisters LOVE you. More than they like their own brother.

♡ Every family trip or event, the girls beg Blaze to drag you along and you always agree to go. His family is full of character.

♡ His love language? Physical touch. Look at this man and tell me he hates physical contact. This man is always touching you in some way.

♡ Now he will have a hand on some part of your body. Your hand, your waist, bum, thigh, you name it. He just can’t keep his hands -or hand- to himself. It’s like impossible for him to do so.

♡ Blaze is also a fan of hugs, but hugs from behind. It’ll start subtle enough. He’ll hover behind you, his hands resting on your waist as you're talking to someone or doing something. As time goes on, you’ll feel his body leaning in closer, a weight on your shoulder. You don’t even look to see. You just know it's him resting on your shoulder. Then, he wraps his arms around your waist, dragging you closer to him. And lots of times, you’ll be stuck like that.

♡ Cuddles? Absolutely. He’ll be the big spoon a majority of the time, unless he is drunk than in that case, you become the big spoon for. . . . . r e a s o n s. Reasons I’ll explain.

♡ Boobs.

♡ Blaze is a boobs person. Well, actually, Blaze is a body man. Blaze absolutely LOVES your body. Every part of you, he fucking adores it. He is worshipping that body of yours.

♡ But laying on your boobs is probably his favourite thing to do.

♡ He is no better than any man. He will steal glances at your boobs any shot he gets. Low-cut top? He’s looking. Bikini? He’s looking. Tight dress? He’s looking. Height difference? He’s looking.

♡ He HATES baggy clothes on you, or well, baggy shirts. Because that hides your chest and he doesn’t want that to be hidden. Show em off girlie. He knows how to fight. He got you.

♡ Wear his shirts though. He would fuck with that heavily. Especially if you got them thighs. The goddess that you are in his eyes.

#✿︙miko's headcanons #mystreet #aphmau #mystreet blaze #mystreetverse #mystreet blaze x reader #mystreetverse Blaze #Mystreetverse blaze x reader #blaze x reader #aphmau blaze #aphmau blaze x reader

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silverhandy · 2 months ago

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Hey! I'm curious why do you, presonally, think that Mel and Frank work better as friends / why you don't write them as romantic. I don't want to stir any arguments. I just want to talk about Mel and Frank and how awesome they are as friends. This isn't meant as trying to prove that one is better than the other.

Hi! Thanks for asking this so respectfully. I've noticed that the relationship between Frank and Mel has sparked some discussion in the fandom over the past few days. Personally, I have no interest in drama and nothing against people who ship them - I just don’t, because that’s not how I interpret their dynamic in the show.

From my perspective, there’s nothing to suggest that Frank has any romantic or sexual interest in Mel. What he is interested in is the way she thinks.

Despite his prickly personality, the show makes it clear that Frank is genuinely interested in teaching, and he’s actually pretty good at it. Robby writing him a recommendation for a competitive medical education fellowship speaks to that, as does the way he coaches both Mel and Whittaker. (Santos is a whole different topic, and an interesting contrast to Mel.)

There are two key things about Mel that contribute to their immediate rapport:

She comes in wanting to learn,

She has something to teach.

Every teacher needs a student and vice versa, and in many ways, Mel is an ideal one - a perfect mentee. Teaching is often seen as a top-down process, but in reality, it’s a two-way exchange of knowledge and perspective. Santos, on the other hand, is the complete opposite. She’s overly confident, cocky, resistant to instruction, and openly dismissive of authority. Their personalities clash in a way that makes a mentor-mentee dynamic nearly impossible because neither of them respects the other (but that’s a discussion for another post).

Now, to address your actual question - why don’t I write Frank and Mel as romantic? Obviously, in fic, anything goes; that’s the whole point. But when I write, I prefer to stay grounded in canon to some degree. I find that it makes for stronger storytelling and better characterization in my own writing process. Another big reason is that I love a good, healthy student-teacher dynamic, one where the inherent power imbalance isn’t exploited.

Lastly, I personally interpret Mel as ace, based on both that scene with her sister, which implies she hasn't been with anyone in a long time/ever, and comments from Taylor Dearden, which pretty much confirm that.

And before anyone asks - yes, I absolutely understand that not all autistic people are ace. Some of us are, some of us aren’t. But in Mel’s case, I see enough evidence to support that reading, and I’m choosing to stick with it.

To reiterate, I have nothing against people who do ship them. Ship and let ship, as someone wise once said. We're all here to have fun.

#the pitt #the pitt hbo #frank langdon #mel king #frank and mel #asks #I also love me some autistic/ADHD best friends trope

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romainlettusdinnerparty · 2 months ago

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The fact that byler makes perfect sense and works within the frame work that is already established in the show is actually astonishing and should completely erase anyones doubt. I’ve been apart of many fandoms and have seen many ships created and a lot of them seem cute and to work in concept but when you place them back in the context of the show it falls flat. It doesn’t hold up. Byler not only makes sense going forward for s5 but it fits throughout all of the prior seasons as well. Milkvan’s love to call us delusional for digging too deep or whatever but we didn’t even ask for it to happen. Byler was essentially dumped in our laps in s2 at a time when that ship wasn’t even on anyone’s radar. This isn’t just a headcanon that we went too far on. It was brought to light by the show itself. If the writers truly meant for milkvan to be endgame and to live happily ever after than s2 should have been written differently. Why have El be separated from her supposed one true love and place Mike with his so called best friend [who seasons later will be canonically in love with him] for a whole entire season? An entire season where Mike is super attentive and comforting and supportive all while being superglued to Will’s side. Holding his hand and sleeping by his bed. Saying very sweet things like “it was the best thing I’ve ever done”, in regards to asking Will to be his friend.

oh very interesting!! im gonna play devils advocate for a sec but not cuz i disagree, just cuz i want look at it through another lens.

ok so i feel like you could almost say the same thing about mike and will in s1 - why keep a relationship that is going to be so important (one of the most pivotal parts of the show from our byler perspective) apart for a whole season? the start of the show no less. there are two easy rebuttals to that - to build tension for their reunion and to showcase the sheer force of will mike displays when looking for will. that alone tells us a lot about their relationship. now i think these points could also be applied to argue against your point about mike and el being separated for a whole season. it absolutely does build tension and you cant deny that the scene where they finally reconnect doesn't make for great tv - its compelling stuff! we haven't seen anything in their relationship to negate that yet. now, i don't think that second part of that rebuttal is as applicable as it may seem on a surface level. while mike is absolutely affected deeply by losing el, he does not show anywhere near the amount of dedication he did in looking for will towards el. even after he has reason to believe she's still alive. it's been almost a year and he hasn't rallied any troops.

even while season one is arguably more milevin focused (not exactly my argument but), we still see mike prioritize will over el time after time. especially when it comes to her health and wellbeing. notably, at the end of the season when el is drained after the bath and mike still insists on her using her powers to find will. contrasting with season two when will tells them to close the gate, that will solve everything, and mike is the one to put together that doing so will kill will, which he refuses to let happen.

i want to go back to the tension piece because a really important part of that is the payoff - s2 byler vs s3 milevin. after a whole season of trying to get back to each other, mike and will are glued to each others sides. we get to see the devotion mike shows will when he's not even there in action And we get will's reciprocation. mike keeps will safe but doesn't treat him like a baby, he's there for him at every turn, refusing to leave his side. He's kind and encouraging. He opens up about his own troubles to make will feel less alone. and for will we can clearly see mike is his favorite - he's the only one he confides in about dart and the shadow monster, mike makes him feel safe to the point that its him will calls to when he flashes into the upside down, and they just generally share a connection that we don't see with any of the other boys. payoff good! mike and el in season 3 are a bit of a different story - after the gravity that is given to their relationship in the first two seasons there is a very noticeable shift to this very specific frivolousness they're treated with in s3. this is showcased so clearly with how easily the fight and break up and the lack of stake that holds, how el refers to mike as her "first boyfriend" with the implication she will have more experiences in the future, and how all the alone time we see them spend together all they do is make out - there's no real emotional connection between the two of them. all that ever existed was the tension and now that its gone theyre just two people who committed to be in a relationship at age 12. and theyre 14 here so like i cant blame them. personally i love s3 for how well it depicts the epitome of being an annoying 14 year old in a relationship,, like genuinely i think its incredible and im obsessed. but you can just Feel the difference between mike and el and mike and will. there's so much more weight behind everything between byler. mike and el may have made a connection in s1 but they aren't it for each other and the show knows that and they want us to know that.

to tie this back in to what your original point was miss anon,, milevin doesn't just not work cuz they kept them separated for a whole season, they dont work cuz the show refused to pay off the choice to keep them apart in the way they were able to perfectly pay off the tension built into byler's narrative after They were separated for a whole season. on purpose. byler makes perfect sense. on purpose!!!

yay!!

#byler analysis #stranger things analysis #byler #mike wheeler #will byers #byler tumblr #stranger things 5 #st5 #el hpper #byler theory #stranger things theory

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goddessofroyalty · 2 months ago

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Hi! Hello! I am in love with your Zaundads AU! It’s become my comfort AU in the fandom because everything else is made to inflict as much emotional damage as possible 🫠 and I eat that shit up like a starved man. Anyway, I was wondering if you happened to have “Silco giving birth to [unnamed baby girl] in his office alone” in the works at all?

Prompt Idea: We have seen the aftermath of the newest baby being born in Silco's Piltover office, what about the actual birth though? Silco trying to do his work then realizing "oh shit, this is happening". Maybe even him brushing off Vander as he gets ready to go to the office. Everything up until where chapter 22 of Zaun Family picks up?

I kept coming back to this idea so even though I’m meant to be working on other prompts I wrote this instead.

Warnings: mpreg, omegaverse, mid-level graphic birth (not super graphic but not completely skimmed over).

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“I know, not much longer now,” Silco tells the baby now huge in his stomach as the contraction passes over him. Hopefully he won’t have another prolonged labor like with Claggor and tomorrow the whole ordeal will be over and he and Vander can hold their new son.

He won’t be back at his office for a few days. The trip to Piltover too far to make while recovering from childbirth. So, while the contractions are still light, he might as well finish a few more tasks and make sure he as everything he might need to continue working while he rests from the birth.

He has to brace for the next contraction. The intensity of it knocking the breath from him.

“I take it you won’t make me wait another three days then?” Silco asks, resting a hand on his hard stomach as he catches his breathe before going back to reading the proposal he wanted sorted a week ago before Hoskel dragged his feet. If he is happy with it, he will be able to sign it tonight and leave for his assistant to file in the morning while he is busy delivering his baby.

The contractions make it hard to focus on the words but he manages to finish it. Scribbling a note of something he would like his assistant to confirm before filing and signing it anyway to prevent any further holdup.

“I just need to pack and then we can go home,” Silco says after another contraction.

He swears none of the others felt this intense this early. The result of being 20 years older than his last, he supposes.

He does try and hurry in packing his things even if he is sure there are hours still before he needs to worry. He wants to be home getting settled in his nest, not in his Piltover office where there is still the chance someone could want to talk to him about some frivolous matter that they care more about than righting the wrongs done to Zaun.

He is doing up his satchel when the contraction is joined by the feeling of his waters giving way and him becoming aware of exactly how heavy the weight on his hips has become.

He isn’t making it home.

He scribbles two messages down and sends them through the Pneumatic tubes. One to the Piltover doctor he had relented and gotten to appease his family’s concerns who hopefully will be working late like Silco had and one to the Last Drop – not that he expects Vander to see it with the night rush being well underway by now.

“Okay.” He braces against his desk as the next contraction goes through him. Immediately more intense without his waters to buffer.

Even if the doctor sees the message it’s unlikely she will make it in time.

He’s going to have to do this alone.

After three births Silco can comfortably say he broadly knows what to do. Of course, the previous three all ended with either him or his pup nearly not surviving.

There’s no time to think about that now. Not with the pressure baring down on his hips from a pup impatient to be born.

Silco leans against his desk as he undoes his pants and kicks them off. Hissing as the next contraction hits him and he starts feeling the pressure that he knows means it will be over soon.

“Fuck. Okay.” He grabs his coat from where it hangs on his chair, shoving it to his side so he will have something to wrap his son in when he arrives. Letting his knees give out so he’s closer to the ground and pressing his forehead against the desk before he pushes with the next contraction. Letting his head fall back after to catch his breathe.

Two more contractions and he feels the burn of a crowning pup. Reaching between his legs to confirm it is a head crowning and not a foot.

“Good boy,” Silco says as he moves his hand back against his desk.

The ordeal is thankfully over quickly. A few more pushes with the contractions and he is reaching down again to help guide his baby out so he doesn’t land on his office floor. Wrapping the pup in his coat as he lets his own legs give out from under him completely, moving so his back is against the desk and he can examine his and Vander’s latest pup.

“Ah.” It’s a girl.

Silco barely has time to think of all the people he had told this one was definitively going to be another boy whom he will now never hear the end of it from when his new pup gives an unhappy noise at the cold office air on her damp skin. It far from the soft warmth of the nest she was meant to be born in.

“She, it’s alright, I’m here,” Silco tells her as he wraps her more in his coat and brings her to his chest. Making sure she feels comfortable and safe despite the location far more important than his already ruined clothes. “I have you. No need to cry.”

Once she’s settled, he adjusts his coat to cover him a bit better for when the doctor sees his message and arrives. Resting his head back against his desk as he contemplates how lucky they both were.

If it had gone like it had any of the others-

It hadn’t though. And he and his baby girl were alive if uncomfortable.

There’s a knock at the door and Silco’s head shoots up at it.

“Who is it?” If it’s some Piltite assistant here to chase him up about their bosses request he might just tell them what he really thinks of it and all their bullshit.

“Just me,” Viktor’s voice answers. His son grumbling about Silco working so late in his current state as he opens the door.

“Shit.” Viktor’s smart comment cuts off. Instead the sound of a cane clattering to the ground echos through the office and Viktor basically falls to Silco’s side.

“I’m okay,” Silco promises, bringing a hand to cup the back of Viktor’s head and gentle nuzzle against his eldest’s face while his other hand holds his youngest against his chest. Trying to calm the bitter panicked edge that has taken over his son’s scent. Reassure him that everything he is likely fearing has not come to pass. “We’re okay.”

#Arcane #Arcane mpreg #mpreg #Arcane omegaverse #Omegaverse #Zaun Family #Prompt Fic #Prompt Fill #I accidently a ficlet #Anon question #Silco Arcane #childbirth

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sleepingdeath-light · 1 year ago

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relationship hcs ; undertaker

requested by ; mod / self indulgent

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; undertaker

outline ; “dating headcanons for undertaker”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

undertaker has been witness to many many deaths over his unimaginably long (after)life — some by his hand and others of those he loved deeply — which makes him incredibly protective over you to the extent that he’s hesitant to even let you out of his sight for a moment and any injury or illness, no matter how faint, will lead to him fretting over you and confining you to the home to be doted on as you recover

this also extends to his willingness to kill anyone in his way if it meant keeping you safe — this goes doubly if the person in question happens to be a nonhuman threat (such as another reaper or even a demon, like sebastian) but he’s also not above personally taking the lives of any humans that threaten your well-being in anyway (or, if his time would be better spent by your side, setting his followers on them in his stead)

he’s incredibly affectionate with you and isn’t above engaging with pda for any reason, or no reason at all if the mood simply strikes him — stroking/braiding your hair, caressing your face, nuzzling against your cheek, kissing your hands and arms, pecking your lips, dancing with you around the funeral parlour, etc. — his customers either find it amusing or hate it, but he doesn’t much care either way

he’ll often ask you to help him paint his nails or braid his hair when he’s feeling tired — it’s a good opportunity to just talk and gossip amongst yourselves and sometimes, if you let him, undertaker will return the favour by helping you with your self care routine and doing your hair shortly after you’ve finished with him

when it comes to pet names he tends to lean towards things like ‘dearie’, ‘darling’ and ‘pet’ — but he’s also been known to just call you your first name when he’s otherwise very preoccupied (such as with his work with the bizarre dolls, and especially the resurrected ciel)

he loves making you laugh and being made to laugh by you, so mutual humour and being able to joke around with each other is a strong pillar of your relationship — it’s probably how you fell in love in the first place as you were effortlessly able to make him laugh when you met

oftentimes he will forgo sleep when you’re resting in his arms, just watching you as you dream to make sure that you live through the night — terrified of losing you as he’s lost so many others in the past (though he always feigns a restful sleep when you wake up as to not worry you)

thinks it’s adorable when you ‘steal’ his clothes and will laugh if you try and mimic his demeanour and voice — bonus points if you do all of that with his coat and hat on because he will be rolling with laughter by the end of your performance

he’s quick to jealousy but he’s also excellent at hiding it from you — taking full advantage of his cheerful and non threatening (if odd) persona to tease and mock the offending party, subtly humiliating them until they’re too embarrassed to stay (but if that fails he’ll make some excuse to get you out of the room before dropping his playful act and actually threatening them, which never fails to have the other person fleeing with their tail between their legs)

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #fluff #fluff hcs #black butler fluff #kuroshitsuji fluff #black butler undertaker fluff #kuroshitsuji undertaker fluff #kuroshitsuji undertaker x reader #black butler undertaker x reader #black butler x reader #kuroshitsuji x reader

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pixiecaps · 4 months ago

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what is ur beef with trsmp? genuine question because i haven’t personally seen any problems with it (not a fan either but that’s just cuz it hasn’t grabbed me yet)

(also sorry if i sent this ask last night or something. unless i didn’t do that. i might have dreamt that)

going to preface this with this is a matter of my own opinion. i know theres trsmp fans here hiiii mutuals so take this with a grain of salt guyssss

i watched since day one and kept up with the server a lot so something that i immediately disliked was the actual system used to level up. i felt it was incredibly boring to watch. this is something i expressed since the first few weeks of the server as someone who was watching it consistently. it really does get boring and never gets better content wise

initially the server was advertised as being fully chill with like a minimal amount of rp, if any at all. this was expressed a lot by cc’s on day one explaining the server to people. and now its completely about rp. which is personally annoying as i was looking forward to a server where cc’s could interact and chill.

the actual rp, again, this is my opinion, is aggravating. i dont find divisions like this in servers to ever play out in a satisfying way and it always ends up with just negative feelings while watching. whether that be becoming annoyed at other teams and so forth. kinda takes away from the whimsy of watching the server when it just causes bad feelings.

now additionally to me just not liking the rp overall the whole idea of the factions event is so beyond bad. i get what tubbo and his team were going for but the weekly tasks and splitting people up just isn’t fun! and i acknowledge that for some people this is very fun! but i dont like it myself and how the factions event basically fueled this rival bit between foolish and bad and led to whatever the rp is now and all the. “sides”

more on the factions event i cannot understand why when the new players joined as red tubbo wouldve wanted all the other factions to work in unison against red. when clearly that is so so unfair towards the red faction, as new players who were completely under prepared compared to players who’ve been playing for a month now, i think the whole factions event is very stupidly planned which ig makes sense considering how fast tubbo cooked up this server. i also dont understand why tubbo would think people would work together when green and yellow were already majorly beefing. it just feels like poor planning and decision making.

now getting more meta i dont like this type of rp and factions event because have you seen the state of the fandom on here? quite literally another qsmpblr purgatory moment where everyone thinks their faction is the correct one and everyone is being passive aggressive and people are getting unnecessarily heated over minecraft again. where is the fun in that? when i started noticing this behavior i sorta stepped away from the trsmp i dont watch it daily or very much anymore. yesterday being the exception where i tuned in to tubbos stream for an hour before leaving again cause rp stuff was happening. i just despise these type of events because it takes a perfectly fine group of individuals and turns them into what i can only compare to toxic sport fans and its not nice to see or nice to read posts that are so rude. i know some people love drama and conflict and discourse in fandom but its personally not my thing.

and also every discourse that comes out of this server is so minuscule but people get so so pissed about it and its like okay please chill. calm down its not that serious. stop interpreting everything in such bad faith.

i didnt like the snails decision. which if u dont know theres admins who play snails who follow players around and can take their levels if they get too op. i was more okay with the idea when it was initially meant to be One snail following whoever had the most levels on the server. despite that being stupid it was funny so i was okay with it but then it became heres a snail for everybody. and oh look you can name them and some have accessories and this ones a butterfly now and etc etc. and i dont like that. history repeating itself and all that shit.

i dont like how the admins seemingly side with certain people and groups on the server.

i dont like how certain people keep getting nerfed and whilst i understand the reasoning it truly sucks any fun out of the server and makes it harder for the cc’s to make content they want to make on the server.

and personally i think maybe some cc’s need to have a sit down chat perhaps and discuss what is okay or not cause sometimes its evident theres a lot of miscommunication and people getting upset etc etc.

so thats my explanation. Now to be clear if roier ever got added i’d most definitely watch the server again. as is the life of a tripoier.

i do think the server has good things like the cc’s themselves especially when theyre just chilling and having a good time without the fuck ass rp.

#help me i just saw how long this is ‘‘i aint reading all that’’#pix asks aaaa #anon #neg

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thetomorrowshow · 8 months ago

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Whumptober 3 - Set up for failure

ESH AU LET'S GOOO

title: confinement

fandom: empires smp

cw: blood and injury

Jimmy bites his lip, sucks in a breath, then sidles into the vault.

It’s a tight squeeze—the Jingler had only opened the vault’s door the tiniest amount, and Jimmy hadn’t been brave enough to ask for him to open it any more. The pin holding his fishnet cape on almost pops free, and his mask gets stuck for a moment, but he manages to make it through and release his breath.

Behind the vault isn’t anything that he expects.

Behind the vault is a room that’s mostly empty, but for a pile of cardboard boxes and an old rocking chair. It looks more like a mostly-emptied storage unit than an actually vault; strange, for such a high-security building.

“What—what am I looking for?” he whispers into the walkie-talkie that the Jingler had given him.

A crackling voice speaks back to him. “Notebook.”

Jimmy glances around. His eyes land on the boxes in the corner and he heads toward them, digging through the boxes.

One of them has a worn yellow notebook, which he grabs, then heads back to the vault door.

The Jingler is waiting on the other side, hand outstretched. “Pass it through, Solidarity.”

“The Codfather,” Jimmy corrects, shoving his arm through the tiny gap. The Jingler takes the notebook, flips through a couple of pages.

“Yep,” he nods shortly. “Thanks.”

Then he turns on his heel and leaves.

“Hey—hey, wait—”

As if by some stroke of bad luck (which, to be fair, Jimmy's used to), the door slams shut.

Come on.

Jimmy pounds on the inside of the door. “Wait! Let me out!” After no response, he frantically fumbles with the walkie-talkie. “Let me out! The door closed!”

“Hmm. We've been here too long.”

“Wh—?”

“But I'll call you an escort.”

Jimmy doesn't have time to ask what that means before sirens start blaring, the lights in the vault flashing red.

The walkie-talkie pops and fizzes out in his hand.

Jimmy groans, drops to sit on the ground and wait it out, abandoning the vault’s door. It won’t be long before this place is swarming with cops, and he’ll be the only person for them to find.

He really ought to get a frequent flier card for prison.

“Hope you like the new digs, Solidarity,” the prison warden says loudly, shoving Jimmy into a cell that seems more secure than normal. “We've been working on a specially-reinforced one, just for you.”

“It's the Codfather, now,” Jimmy tries.

“You've made a lot of people angry,” the warden continues, as if he hadn’t spoken. He locks the cell, grins at him through the barred window of the heavy door. “Some of the boys might come through to see you.”

“Oh. Oh, that's . . . great,” Jimmy says helplessly. “Maybe they could just . . . not?”

The warden doesn't dignify that with a response. He stalks away, leaving Jimmy alone in the cell.

Jimmy leans against the wall, slides down to the floor. He fidgets with the stiff navy jumpsuit they've given him, not quite long enough in the leg, then adjusts his Codfather mask.

This is going to be just wonderful. It’s not even been a month since he was last in this prison (they’d started building this very reinforced cell while he was here, that time), and he’d been hoping to avoid it for a little while longer.

Life always sucks significantly worse in prison.

He isn’t exactly separated from the other prisoners, but he isn’t exactly with them, either. His cell (reinforced and all) is in the same hall as the other cells. The difference between Jimmy and the others is that he’s in solitary confinement lite—he doesn’t get to leave for meals or exercise time, and his cell comes with a shower and a toilet in the corner. He isn’t meant to leave at any time.

The heavy metal door that never seems to be unlocked has a window at eye level, bars set into it a couple inches apart. There’s a little slot below it, just wide enough for a food tray. That window means that he can still interact with the other prisoners, unfortunately—or, rather, they can interact with him.

So the first day is a constant barrage of verbal abuse.

See, Jimmy may be a villain now, but he does his best to be kind about it. After all, none of this is his fault, not really. He can’t control his powers. He’s a villain because it’s convenient, not because he actually wants to be evil.

But everybody and their dog has a cousin’s friend who was injured by Solidarity’s powers, and Jimmy has to be yelled at about it.

“When they let you out of your little safehouse, I’ve got a couple friends waiting for you,” a big guy warns, his thick fingers wrapped around the bars of the window. “You won’t be able to walk when they’re done with you.”

“Creative,” Jimmy mutters.

“My mom lost her kneecap,” a redhead leers, spit flying from his cracked lips. “I think I oughta deliver her one of yours.”

That doesn’t sound very nice.

“My brother can’t eat tortilla chips anymore. I’ll spit in all your food.”

“Did you know I used to have two eyes? Wonder what you’d look like with zero.”

“I will break every one of your fingers and toes.”

And on and on and on.

It’s getting kind of boring, honestly. Every time he ends up in prison, he’s under fire from more and more prisoners, many with no real reason. He’s the cause that they unite over, because everybody has been inconvenienced by Solidarity in some way. They aren’t made to leave him alone, either—the guards may not participate in the harassment, but they don’t do anything to stop the threats. The guards don’t do much of anything when it comes to him, really.

He’s pretty sure he should be having solitary exercise time, but nobody lets him out. Whenever he asks (half-heartedly) to speak to a lawyer, nobody pays him any mind. His food is almost certainly contaminated, but when he speaks up about it, the guard tells him to eat it or starve.

Jimmy’s overly familiar with unsafe food, but he eats as much of it as he can. Food poisoning is unavoidable for him on a regular basis. It’s really not that different.

(Sometimes the guard sticks around to watch him eat, amusement in their eyes. At those times, Jimmy knows for sure that it’s contaminated, and he doesn’t want to know how.)

He’s supposed to go to his first hearing about a week after his arrest, but on his third day it gets postponed to a month away. The guards tell him so with unmistakable satisfaction, and Jimmy lies on his bed and stares at the ceiling.

Does it really matter? The courts will rule against him, no matter how good of a lawyer he gets. He’s Solidarity—er, the Codfather. He’s a villain. The villains never win.

Even when he was a hero, he knew he would be tried as a villain.

It’s the fourth day when his power decides to take action. It’s been in effect this whole time, of course—the shelf where his mattress is meant to lie has already collapsed, and the water will only run burning hot—but the fourth day changes things.

He just wishes it would have picked a better time.

It’s right when the last group is coming back from dinner that the hinges of his specially-reinforced metal door break. It makes a loud noise—the creak of the metal groans, then snap!

The steady stream of inmates slow to a stop, their chatter dying off.

There’s another long groan, slow-slow-slow—

The door shifts and clunks to the ground, hinges no longer holding it up.

Jimmy, sitting on his floor-mattress, lets his head tip against the wall as he lets out a long sigh.

It couldn’t have waited? A mere twenty minutes later and he would have been in the clear.

Jimmy doesn’t fight when they pull down the door and storm in.

He just lies on his bed and tries to cover his vital organs.

Despite their indifference, the guards manage to pull off the attackers and send them to their own cells before too much damage is done. Then they force Jimmy to his feet and frogmarch him to a normal barred cell in a different hallway. They toss him a bottle of water and a bucket and tell him to keep a low profile, and that he’ll be moved to a more secure prison in the morning.

Jimmy won’t need that.

He has a concussion, for sure. One man had kicked his head until his ears didn’t stop ringing. That makes his vision swim when he sits up, but he grits his teeth and forces himself to call out weakly for some first aid supplies.

The guards reluctantly provide, and Jimmy sets about taking care of his injuries. It’s really not too bad—he has the concussion, of course, and something that feels like his kidney is bruised internally, but the rest of it is your run-of-the-mill beating. Bruises and cuts all over, his entire body sore. The concussion is the worst of it, bad enough that he was barely able to walk when they brought him here. He should really get that checked by a doctor. Not that it’ll happen, but it should.

Jimmy knows well enough not to fall asleep with a head wound, so he kind of just rests on the floor of the cell, sitting up slumped against the wall, not confident enough to pull himself into the flat shelf-bed with the risk of falling. He presses a hand to his bruises whenever he starts to feel drowsy, and that wakes him right up.

The guards are on edge until around midnight, when they seem to relax a bit. The lights went out at ten, so most inmates have been asleep for a little while now. The two guards assigned to him start wandering away from Jimmy’s new cell now and then instead of constantly watching it, start laughing and joking a bit more.

“Hey! Solidarity!”

They poke a bit of fun at him in the early hours of the morning. Jimmy knows he must be a sight—covered in blood and shoddy bandages, his eyes unfocused and looking at nothing as he sits there on the floor.

He doesn’t respond.

“They hit his head pretty hard. Solidarity, you still alive?”

Jimmy blinks, very slowly. It hurts even just to blink.

“Hope they knocked the power out of him. Think he’ll be able to wash himself, or will they transport him like that?”

“Eckels said they’d take him in the morning. He probably won’t shower before then.”

“I’m not touching him.”

It doesn’t happen quite as slowly as it did with the reinforced door.

As the guards talk, one of the bars of the cell just . . . falls out. It clatters to the ground, making the three men jump, cursing.

Then another falls. And a third.

Well. That’s Jimmy’s cue.

Painfully, he pulls himself to his feet. He swallows back the taste of bile as his vision spins, rubs away some of the blood dripping from his split lip, and slowly, gingerly, limps out of the cell.

The guards stare at him. One of them, cautiously, reaches for his taser.

The weapon cracks apart, shards of plastic hitting the floor.

The guard lowers his hand back to his side. The other two don’t move, staring at Jimmy in some strange mixture of disbelief and irritation.

Jimmy sighs, winces when his whole body twinges. “Stuff still in the same place?” he rasps.

One of the guards nods.

Jimmy turns away and starts the long trek to the storage room. He doesn’t necessarily need any of it, but it would be nice to not be in the prison uniform.

He needs a really long nap after this one.

(Poultry Man shows up at his rented room and sighs at the sight of him, then shines a flashlight in his eyes and tells him not to get out of bed for the next five days. That’s about the extent of Poultry Man’s helpfulness, but he does buy him a loaf of bread and two jars of peanut butter.)

(It was a fairly average week, all told.)

#whumptober2024 #no.3 #set up for failure #empires smp #fic #blood and injury #jimmy solidarity #esmp #esh au #cubfan135 #mas writes #it isn't cub-centric but he does speak!#this is another pre-xornoth esh installment #it's kinda funny ngl #lmk what you think #love you guys

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drippingviolets3 · 5 months ago

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Here’s a hot take for the helluva boss fandom (please don’t hurt me—)

I didn’t like episode 11: Mastermind.

Allow me to explain

I feel like the entire episode was just so….forced? For lack of a better term, I’ll say forced. When I saw clips of it I was so so SO excited to see all the sins, the Goetia, Vassago, and the music (mostly Vassago though). But then the episode dropped and it just…didn’t live up to the hype I guess.

Andrealphus’ plan was stupid from the beginning. He tried to frame Blitzø as a 🍇-ist and attempted murderer against Stolas, a Goetia.

Imps in hell are known for being weak, small, MAGICLESS. In the second episode of season one we can see that Stolas is easily capable of defeating imps on his own because they can do little against his magic. Andrealphus was pushing this narrative that Blitzø acted as an aggressor, overpowered Stolas, and then tried to get rid of him.

The first red flag, which Vassago pointed out himself, was that they didn’t invite Stolas to the trial. The excuse was flimsy as best, claiming they “didn’t want to hurt Stolas” by forcing him to see his abuser, but that is literally the first rule of court. The victim, assuming they’re alive, needs to be there to testify and tell their side of the story. Satan didn’t see anything wrong with this somehow, allowing himself to be fooled even though he claims to be the “mastermind” and how he is the law and blah blah blah. The irony isn’t lost on me, but it’s just so stupid to watch.

Second of all, shouldn’t Stolas’ appearance to intervene say something? Maybe make a few heads turn? Have Satan ask “Is there more to this than they’re letting on?” Stolas didn’t need to claim to be the mastermind, he just had to give his statement and say that HE was the one who brought Blitzø to bed, and they both consented. Their affair isn’t a well kept secret, Stella bitches about it whenever she can in front of witnesses, Stolas openly flirts with Blitzø, the entirety of episode 7 was of word getting out that Stolas was sleeping with an imp even though he was married with a kid! Yeah there would be degradation, looks of disgust, visible judgement, but that would be an easy way for Stolas to clear up Blitzø’s name without slandering his own!

And finally, this isn’t necessarily a complaint but a personal opinion….The song was a flop for me.

The song is another issue though. Stolas didn’t need to claim to be the mastermind, and when he did claim to be it, he didn’t explain WHY he “did” what he did. He didn’t give any motive, or excuse, he just said “Oh yeah I made that imp do all that shit hahaha y’all really thought you were onto something” and then followed up with nothing except the one scene that made me want to actually like the song. The scene where Stolas is having an internal battle because he DOES regret stepping in to save Blitzø because Blitzø hurt him, but at the same time he CAN NOT STOP LOVING HIM ANYWAY. Blitzø realizing that he also loved Stolas but saying he realized it too late, and the both of them realizing they don’t want to be without the other, it made my heart CRY.

Aaaaaand then Satan butted in and claimed he was a mastermind too and that their plans looked “oh so small” compared to his. Again, the irony isn’t lost on me, it’s funny as fuck, but the problem is that Satan was supposed to be a big reveal. He was a major figure of power who was meant to be treated seriously, like an actual threat, like, I don’t know, A MASTERMIND?? But he just came off so arrogant and stupid that it physically hurt to watch instead because of the pure cringe.

This episode was supposed to show the power imbalance between imps and demon royalty, I know. But the final product doesn’t necessarily show me a society that’s biased towards the more powerful, but a society that has a leader who is a liar and a complete and utter fucking moron. Satan is so painfully stupid for falling for such an obvious ploy that he deserves his own dunce cap and and a chair in the corner of the courtroom.

Of course there are aspects that I DO like. Andrealphus’ subtle manipulation towards Stella for one, saying that she’s “lucky she’s hot” not to flirt with her, but to remind her that’s all she is (though it is funny to watch her eat it up like he’s actually complimenting her). Vassago stole the episode in my opinion, and I was excited to see that Blitzø made an impact on imp society by standing up for himself in court against demon royalty AND Satan himself. Not to mention we FINALLY got to see Luna be vulnerable with Blitzø and tell him that she loved him!

In those aspects, the episode was great, and it did a good job showing how oppressed imps are in comparison to other inhabitants of hell. But for the most part? I just couldn’t bring myself to enjoy the episode. It felt like there were too many glaring plot holes in the way.

If you feel like I missed a point or if you have anything to add, please let me know in a civilized way. I’d rather not let my blog or this post become breeding grounds for more toxicity within the fandom 😅

#violetta’s rambles #helluva boss #vivziepop #helluva boss mastermind #helluva boss blitzø #helluva boss stolas #helluva boss spoilers

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soullessjack · 1 year ago

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ok so carried on from this post theres a specific tag i wanna elaborate on which says ‘[jack] isn’t a pacifist he actually has a very complicated relationship with violence’ in relation to how he’s usually (mis)characterized by the fandom.

so first, Jack isn’t a pacifist. pacifism is a total opposition to all war and violence, and a belief that it is never justifiable for any reason or circumstance. He might be averse to violence as a first response or reaction, and he’s frequently shown to want to help the person before anything else—especially people he finds sympathetic or similar to himself (ie Mia Vallens, Sylvia)—but he’s not averse to it altogether.

Jack seems to really only be against violence when it’s used against innocent or undeserving people, including himself. Like in S13, he has no problem using his power to force an angel to stab themself with their blade or going to war with Michael and killing thousands of angels in his army for roughly 6-8 months (and we must remember, it was an effective genocide before he decided, completely out of the original plan, to kill Michael and made it a war) but he still has a total meltdown over accidentally killing an innocent security guard and almost strangling someone who did nothing wrong like he’d assumed. In Ouroboros he states that anyone who could hurt/kill an innocent person is a monster, even if they’re human, which is probably the clearest establishment of his moral code the show could offer.

I think Jack’s particular aversion to violence or even general aggression/anger is also caused by the fact that he, at three days old, was told by Sam that he would need to be kept from hurting other people while his powers were still largely uncontrollable (and therefore, still making him a threat and “evil” if he couldn’t do that). He’s also seen for himself what his power/his overreaction inadvertently causes for other people–like throwing Sheriff Barker into the vending machine (which he apologizes for later)—and is blatantly scared of it at first, so I think it makes a lot of sense that he prefers nonviolent behavior as an initial or default response. However, pacifism is still defined by the belief that no circumstance or reason whatsoever can justify an act of violence, which directly goes against how Jack personally feels about and uses it.

Going back to Ouroboros, he personally defines a “monster” as anyone who would willingly harm or enjoy harming someone who doesn’t deserve it, even if they aren’t actually a particular species of monster. And going back to S13, he has no problem murdering Michael’s army or even torturing Michael himself (which he specifically does because Michael “hurt his friends, hurt his family.” Ergo, Jack does believe in using violence, so long as it’s only used as a justified defense, and I think that is also a part of why him torturing Nick so horrifically is meant to land on us as Something Ostensibly Wrong. Did Nick deserve it? Yes. Mary isn’t even upset about him being killed; she just halfheartedly tells Jack “not like that.” Nick deserved it, but he is still barely a threat to someone like Jack (which everybody knew)—and because he isn’t a veritable threat, none of what Jack does to him can actually qualify as a “defense.”

It’s violence for the sake of violence, with a personal grudge for motivation, and while it’s shown a lot throughout SPN, it hits a lot harder coming from Jack specifically because he, again, is generally averse to [ab]using his power like that—even against other enemies. He believes in necessary and defensive violence and acts accordingly, which makes the completely unnecessary violence he uses against Nick more disturbing; it’s not about defending his loved ones or even stopping a nefarious plot anymore (he literally banishes Lucifer within seconds of getting there). It’s just about making someone suffer and enjoying it. In Absence we also get the vague implication about Jack’s particular fears and insecurities: he’s afraid that he isn’t really loved or wanted for himself, but rather that he’s valued for being “the muscle to take out enemies,”—that he’s nothing more to the Winchesters than a pet monster and easily discardable if he’s no longer useful to them.

On the flip side of that, he’s also canonically very happy to be wanted, needed and helpful to his family/friends—which is to say, again, he’s perfectly fine using violence as a justifiable defense that serves his family (which is also why he chooses to burn Nick to death after Sam indirectly wishes it on him, and why he’s happy to murder all of Dumah’s targets under the guise that it would make Sam and Dean happy). Once he realizes the truth and horror of his actions, however, he tells Dean that he is a monster, by his own definition. But how exactly is this complicated, you might ask? Well I’m glad you did, because I’m getting to it. Throughout his entire short-lived life, Jack has had to be painfully aware of the damage he can and does cause, and what it means for how he’s perceived and the ever present debate about his “true” nature.

I can’t find it now and probably won’t bother looking, but i had another post about how Jack inwardly perceives himself and wants to be perceived in return, particularly when he’s perceived as a threat. To summarize: because of his particular moral code, Jack inwardly knows he would never [want to] use his power against his family or friends, and is therefore not a threat to them, and therefore does not want to be perceived as one despite the danger he still poses with the potential alone. The eggshells that people walk around him are solely based on the fact that he has immense potential and capability to hurt them, all prevented by his simple continuous and impermanent choice to not hurt them.

The only thing standing between them and everything he’s ever done to their enemies is the fact that he considers them friends and has no reason to want to hurt them, and that’s exactly what Jack himself personally lives by. It’s the same blind trust that Sam and Dean have built with Cas; they know what he can do, and they know when he would or wouldn’t choose to do it. It’s a mutual understanding that “I know you can hurt me but I care about you enough to trust you not to do that,” and “I know I can hurt you but I care about you enough to not hurt you and Im glad you trust me to not do that.” I also mentioned it in the post that in Last Holiday, Jack doesn’t deny it when Mrs. Butters says that he’s insanely powerful; he does, however, deny her saying that Sam and Dean should be afraid of him, because “[he] would never hurt them.”

Insanely powerful? ✅

Potentially dangerous? ✅

A threat to be feared? ❌

(This is also what makes Mary’s death by Jack and Sam and Dean’s subsequent actions exceptionally tragic on both sides; their mutual trust is inadvertently, yet still effectively, broken. Jack has also effectively gone against his own morality by harming people he loves and people who don’t deserve it, and now in S15 is struggling with the loss of said trust and the need to earn it back).

That, my hypothetical audience member, is the complicated part. Having to find a middle ground between necessary, defensive, justifiable violence that his surrounding community would approve or appreciate, and the completely unnecessary abuse or misuse of power (ie violence) that would register him as an evil monster and/or a threat to be put down for the justifiable greater good. There’s also the additional middle ground between presenting and maintaining the image of himself as docile and non-threatening (the behavior of which is hugely infantilized by the fandom), while also still being able to defend others with the same violence that could easily lead to him being seen as a threat.

in conclusion (1): Jack is not a pacifist but he has an extremely complicated relationship with violence and the fluctuating justifications surrounding it which he must meet in order to continuously be perceived as safe and trustworthy in spite of his capabilities.

In conclusion (2): this is the truest of jack true forms:

thank you for coming to my yap session, don’t let the door hit you where the good lord split you on the way out 🫶

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starry-eyer · 7 months ago

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Lyanna was not condemned, Rhaegar was the one who condemned her to death and left her son an orphan. I am not a fan of Sansa, in fact I hate her, but just as Joffrey is the villain of Sansa's story, Rhaegar is Lyanna's villain. Deep down, I feel that the only parallel is that both were left at the mercy of the people who killed their family. If that is so, it is very sad because both were victims of their horrible injustices.

hey anon,

i know what post you came from, but first i want to make something clear: that post of mine wasn’t some deep dive, i was simply pointing out some of the ways sansa foils lyanna. i made that post out of annoyance because i saw a few posts that called lyanna and sansa parallel characters.

secondly, i said lyanna was doomed, not condemned. those two words have vastly different connotations. also, i meant doomed in the sense that nothing could’ve saved her as the situation went out of her control and because she likely died from birthing complications.

now that i’ve said all that, i’ll get right into things.

robert baratheon is quite literally using sansa and joffrey as stand ins for his past unfilled betrothal. in my previous post, i briefly touched upon the reality that the lyanna foil, sansa, does not see under joffrey’s pretty guise like lyanna did with her own betrothed, which caused her much grief later on in her story. but honestly, this isn’t a 1:1 situation and i’ll try to explain why that is.

to start off, i will say that the lannisters do act as targaryen stand ins during the Wot5K, which has so many of the same plot beats as robert’s rebellion. and this is made pretty clear when we’re introduced to tywin and we learn he is attempting to literally replace the targaryen legacy/become the new targaryens, and it is also made clear by the lannister twins incest. however, just because grrm uses similar beats to flesh out both POV characters, background characters, and long dead characters, doesn’t mean sansa and lyanna’s situations are the same just because they were both involved with royal princes, and we know this because:

joffrey plays many more roles besides the crown prince, but when he did act as the crown prince he foiled rhaegar! one of joffrey’s first appearances is when he fights robb and later mocks robb for not using real steel. this is quite literally the opposite of rhaegar, who preferred books and singing and didn’t enjoy the song of swords. and later on when arya, who is paralleled to lyanna multiple times, defends herself against joffrey’s cruelty, joffrey decides to take her to his mother, an aerys stand in, to punish her along with the butchers boy, and is able to force things enough that lady is put to the sword. this contrasts against a long believed theory in this fandom (a theory that is well supported by the text), which is that rhaegar discovered lyanna was the knight of the laughing tree, hid her identity and didn’t turn her over to aerys. so, what little info we have of rhaegar paints him as someone who wasn’t violent by nature and protected women. joffrey is violent by nature and even sansa, when she was still making excuses for joffrey, could see that:

i fear i’ve digressed a bit away from what you actually brought up, but your ask itself is a bit difficult to answer because you’re simply stating your interpretations as fact.

so to get back to the core of your ask, i’ll restate your own words (your tone seems very matter of fact): ‘rhaegar was the one who condemned her to death and left her son an orphan.’

the reality is that this is very much not matter of fact and there is absolutely no way for you to be sure of any of this! do you have rhaegar’s POV? are you in his head? did you read his thoughts? how are you so sure in your unsupported beliefs that you’d so matter of factly state them to someone else?

also, claiming rhaegar left lyanna’s son, which we both clearly agree is jon snow, an orphan, so clearly ignores the reality, which is that rhaegar died! why would rhaegar, who we know had plans, want to die and leave his family behind?

though i believe you’re actually insinuating that rhaegar didn’t provide lyanna with enough medical staff, but this is something you simply cannot know. the tower of joy dream sequence we get is not what really happened! it was simply a dream ned had and the author himself has stated that the dream is more metaphorical in nature. to logically refute the idea that rhaegar left lyanna to die, i’d like to mention that ned holds absolutely zero animosity for rhaegar and doesn’t speak badly about him. if rhaegar left lyanna to die then why would ned have positive/neutral thoughts about rhaegar?

moving on, i stated before that joffrey plays many roles, so i want to get back to that in order to counter your belief that ‘the only parallel is that both were left at the mercy of the people that killed their family’:

joffrey, a prince rhaegar foil, also acts as an aerys parallel and as a robert baratheon foil/parallel. his aerys parallels are that 1) he executes the head of house stark, 2) under his rule wildfire is put to use, 3) he faces a rebellion from robb, who was surely named for robert and who acts as both a robert and ned stand in. 4) joffrey never actually leaves kings landing like aerys and was king, 5) he faces off against renly, a storm lord who looks strikingly similar to a young robert 6) he faces stannis, who’s robert’s legal heir (though stannis also has some aerys connections as well as he burns people alive). 7) the tyrell’s eventually join the lannisters side as well, which reinforces the idea that the lannisters, with joffrey at the helm, are targaryen stand ins in a metaphorical sense. and the shift from having more aerys parallels to robert parallels/foils is when the tyrell’s switch sides and join the lannisters to save kings landing from stannis. here wildfire is being used to protect the city/waste time until reinforcements ride in the save the day, which is the opposite of what happened in the sacking during the rebellion. and then tywin and the tyrell’s ride in to save the day, yada yada, support joffrey’s right as king, and after this margaery acts as a cersei stand in/foil, loras as a jaime parallel/foil, etc etc etc etc etc… i could literally go on and on and on! there’s just so much there!

but my main point with my previous paragraph is that this isn’t 1:1. a person can’t make blanket statements like you did and then not backup your statements with specific events from canon. because honestly…

how is sansa being held hostage the same as lyanna being kept safely away from aerys in dorne? unless you believe lyanna was held captive in the tower of joy, which makes absolutely no sense at all and is not supported by the text whatsoever. to be clear: lyanna and sansa were in contrasting situations. lyanna not being in kings landing, where brandon thought she was being held, is a very important supporting indicator that rhaegar and lyanna’s relationship was romantic and loving in nature and further contrasts sansa’s situation, which is that she was being held hostage and kept under the eye of a young mad king.

and tbh, i called sansa a character that often foiled lyanna, but she also shares a lot of very important parallels/contrasting moments with other female characters such as catelyn, lysa, cersei, and even elia (the unkiss with sandor is definitely a direct foiling of elias death). to repeat myself, the events of robert’s rebellion are not 1:1 to the events of tWot5K.

but you, with full certainty, state that rhaegar is lyanna’s villain like joffrey is sansa’s. sansa’s faced injustice when she was being held hostage after ned was imprisoned and executed. lyanna faced injustice when her family refused to break her betrothal to robert, a man she so clearly did not wish to marry, which likely led to her taking things into her own hands. one of the most prominent and well supported theories is that rhaegar was helping lyanna escape/disappear and that they eventually fell in love, which is supported by bael’s song, the song of the winter rose, jon snow learns. sansa, when she thought ned was unfairly breaking her betrothal, also took things into her own hands and actually ran to the enemies to stop ned. she’s eventually saved and taken from kings landing by baelish, another bael figure. however, i know lyanna and sansa’s situations contrast so i can be sure that sansa will not get pregnant and will likely not die.

i’m gonna end things here because i do not care to go over ever little detail and explain every little thing to you, especially since there is simply too much to go over.

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #sansa stark #lyanna stark #rhaegar targaryen #joffrey lannister #i don’t hate sansa :( it’s just her stans that annoy me to death #i’m not checking my grammar so hopefully everything’s fine #anon ask

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bengiyo · 2 years ago

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Why Do I Tag So Many Creators in My Posts? It’s About Respect

Earlier today I was talking with @sophsloveskpop in the notes of a post, and was asked about all of the interaction between blogs in the posts and essays about the shows. I’ve noticed an uptick in new names interacting with posts (and making great posts of their own!) and wanted to talk about why I do it and why I like fandom on Tumblr.

Fundamentally, I think it’s generally good courtesy to acknowledge when someone else has expressed a similar idea to your, or an idea that intrigues you. I think it’s best to tag that person and link to their post so that others can also experience it. It also opens you up to a dialogue with them and others.

People Like Getting Their Flowers

If someone posts an analysis or even a quirky idea that I felt the need to think about, I will mention them in my posts. None of the great content we get on here is necessarily quick to make. I absolutely love all of the gifmakers who fight against Photoshop, Tumblr, and God Himself to post snippets of shows on here for us. I wouldn’t be able to flesh out some of my posts, illustrates points, or otherwise breakup walls of text without @liyazaki, @wanderlust-in-my-soul, @pharawee, or @gabrielokun. Whenever I can’t find the gif I’m looking for through Tumblr’s terrible gif search, I reach out to one of them for permission to use their gifs directly.

Also, many of us just like being acknowledged that someone we wrote meant something to someone else. Every time I get tagged by someone in an essay I’m like:

It’s a Conversation

I don’t think fandom is about being the smartest person or the most correct person. My basic framework I’m writing from is Black Gay Nerd Who Watches a Lot of Stuff. It’s what I’m most familiar with personally, and I find that people have really responded to that.

I’ve been around for a very long time, and have been seeing folks like @so-much-yet-to-learn around the entire time, who often has more specific information about fandom life during the airing of shows. @absolutebl and @heretherebedork have watched more BL than I have, and I’ve seen at least 250 productions. ABL has some of the most comprehensive posts collecting some of the history.

I made so many friends after diving into @shortpplfedup DMs to talk about sustainable urbanism and bonding over our shared geography. Now we run @the-conversation-pod together. Through them I befriended so many others, like @elnotwoods and @kyr-kun-chan.

I’m not a color theory expert, and so I love reading posts from @respectthepetty and others (I think @sliceduplife writes about color too).

We wouldn't even have my favorite show without @isaksbestpillow.

I know what shows are coming because of @clairificusrex.

I don’t know much about music theory, but @iguessitsjustme write some great stuff about the music in these shows.

I don’t always read the body language of hands as closely as someone like @wen-kexing-apologist might.

I am not Asian, and so I like reading from @waitmyturtles, @telomeke-bbs, and @neuroticbookworm. I know that @recentadultburnout and @airenyah offer useful perspective on Thai language.

Sometimes folks are going to narrow down on specific shows and consistently write about them for years on side blogs like @miscellar.

Some people have studied so much and bring specific academic lenses to the genre that I find compelling, like @emotionallychargedtowel.

In many cases, I just vibe with them really hard, like @ginnymoonbeam.

I actually didn’t always post as much as I do, but I try to keep up my Stray Thoughts project so that people can keep track of what I’m watching. I used to write less meta, but then I befriended @waitmyturtles and @lurkingshan. Any time I say anything remotely thoughtful Shan is like:

Also, though, this is Tumblr! It’s easy to tag each other and link to each other’s posts! This is what makes us different from every

Isn’t It Just More Fun?

I don’t enjoy shows passively. I grew up in a family that watched things together. My mom, dad, sister, and I all have differing tastes from each other, but we watched a lot of different things together. My friends and I discussed the things we watched at school.

I’m a big fan of the water cooler approach to TV show distribution, which basically says you want your show to be the show people are talking about on their breaks at work. I always like Film Crit Hulk’s theory that movies (and our dramas) are the proverbial campfires around which we gather to share ourselves with each other.

This is all supposed to be fun, and I have more fun when we interact. I get tagged daily by @blmpff about updates from sets, or when we all need to rush to IG to make sure Fluke Pongsakorn doesn’t cut his hair. When @bl-bam-beyond makes a new set or post they let me know, and they recently rewatched Noah’s Arc! I made friends with @gillianthecat in the last year or so, and it’s been fun seeing her make her way through fandom. I always get excited with @troubled-mind pings me in a post because I know it’s going to give me something to chew on. I didn’t have a genuine appreciation for kink culture until I watched along with @lutawolf. If something funny is happening in fandom I know @benkaaoi is going to tag me. I still get excited when @heukheuk pops up in my mentions.

I know I’ve probably forgotten so many people alone the way here, and I’m sorry if I didn’t mention you.

Tag Because It’s the Right Thing to Do

So seriously, tag people and link to their posts. Try to use the giffmakers specific tags when you’re using the search feature. Fandom is better when we all interact respectfully and enthusiastically with each other. Tumblr is special because it lets us create goofy little essays like this and tag dozens of people just to get their attention.

If you have a cool thought about a show I’m watching, tag me. If you see something funny, tag me in the comments. If you wanna hash out an idea before posting it, DM me. This is Tumblr. Don’t be shy with your thoughts. It’s okay to be wrong on the internet. It’s actually fun to be wrong on the internet about show predictions!

Thank you as always for coming to my post.

#Ben writes #fandom life #tumblr life

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