#trying to use my rejected frames more creatively

[axrynic]

Hey internet neighbors, a loong note from me the artist, that I would prefer be a journal entry, but I think it will be helpful for me to post if I am to move forward in any online capacity.

I've been divesting from social media and the internet in general the past couple months, and my mental health and general sense of direction and purpose and connectedness has improved so much that I want to keep removing myself from the internet more and more. I don't want to be thinking I'm self important enough that random people are wondering about when I'm going to make new art, but I also feel a sense of apology or need for explanation.

Going through health issues and having surgeries and ER visits and not making art for months helped me realize the extent that I got burned out from making mostly caitvi fandom smut and now I'm just gonna paint landscapes like Bob Ross on physical canvas. Literally. Or maybe paint food. i don't know. But no more fictional characters. No more digital art for a while. I need something tangible. And I need it to be my own.

It's the consumerism and social media trends and fandom policing and attention economy and puritanical conservative ideologies and lack of media literacy and rejection of expertise and prescription over description and limited imaginations and neoliberalist stories masquerading as revolutionary and finding your niche and overidentifying with characters and lack of useful critique and knowing your audience and posting schedules like who the fuck is able to feel truly artistic and creative under these circumstances?? Even the motivation for developing my technical skill I felt withering because in the context of AI's antagonism toward the meaningful labor of creation, there's no fucking point.

The only way I will survive creatively is a rejection of this reality. Of industry and productivity. I want to create what feels new and inspiring. True escapism into a world we could have. A world without limiting beauty standards, or celebrity, the thousands of personal preferences projected onto an artist's personal expression. The only way is not to post. Not to document. Reduce the self and public surveillance on the art. I want to hierarchy my intimacy and vulnerability away from parasocial relationships and public yet anonymous personas.

I'm tired of trying to document the intangible. I need to focus on my purpose- how am I making the world around me better and easier to live in? Who and how does this help? What does my art contribute to? Positively and negatively? Representation matters and is not enough for me. I've chosen to work as a therapist because animation was not enough for me. I need my art to support my efforts to help people with healing. Painting an ecosystem without capitalism and colonization seems much more revolutionary than muscular light skinned cop characters having kinky sex. Who is going to feed the revolution? What am I fighting towards? Why even are words of effort framed within violence?

What do I want to grow towards?

[naomijoestar]

⋆.ೃ JJBA SCENARIOS ࿔*:･

Masterlist here <3

genre: cute, funny

warnings: none

characters: josuke, koichi, okuyasu, rohan

notes: GN!reader, also reader and character are in a relationship in this scenario // if you guys have any requests for me to write scenarios for any characters you like pls lmk i would love to write for anyone! (my only condition is no nsfw requests for underage characters, i don’t mind sfw romance for them tho) // also tysm araki for creating okuyasu you guys dont know how much i love that silly

The duwang gang reacts to their S/O asking them “would you still love me if i was a worm”

Josuke Higashikata

He would probably be confused but play along to show off that he got that charm and humor hehe

“Huh? A worm? Why would you even—” He stops mid-sentence, his face breaking into a big grin.

“Well, I mean… if you were a worm, you’d still be you, right?” He scratches the back of his head, thinking.

“I’d probably find a way to use Crazy Diamond to, I dunno, turn you back into yourself or something. But yeah, I guess I’d still love you.” He smirks playfully “I’d just have to make sure you don’t get stepped on.”

I feel like he’s the type who would try to turn a weird question into a chance to make his partner laugh, all while showing his genuine care.

Koichi Hirose

“A w-worm?” His eyes widen in surprise, and his cheeks turn a little red.

“Well… I mean… if you were a worm, I’d have to figure out how that happened first! But even if you were, I’d—” He pauses, getting serious.

“I’d still care about you. You’re more than just what you look like… So, yeah, I would.” He gives a small, reassuring smile.

“And I’d probably study how to keep you safe in your new worm body too, just to be sure.”

Koichi would think it through and take it seriously, as he’s always concerned about his partner’s well-being.

Okuyasu Nijimura

This man is so confused 😭 would 100% overthink it, but not the bad kind of overthinking, just genuinely takes his time to think the question through even tho he rarely ever think but for you he will

“Wait, wait, a worm?” He stares at you, trying to process it, scratching his chin.

“Like, how small of a worm? One of those tiny ones or like a big one?” He furrows his brow in deep concentration, taking the question more seriously than intended.

“But, uh… yeah! Of course, I’d still love you. I mean, worms need love too, right?” He laughs, a bit awkward but genuine.

“I’d carry you around in a little jar or something so you don’t get squished.” He grins, proud of his solution.

“Maybe I could use The Hand to just, y’know, erase whatever turned you into a worm in the first place.”

Okuyasu would be a little slow to catch on but would totally commit to loving you, even as a worm, without a second thought.

Rohan Kishibe

You better stop annoying this man with stupid questions and let him get back to his mangas lol, he would respong with a mix of annoyance, but still caring in his own way; you’re his partner after all

“A worm? How dull.” He gives you an irritated look, folding his arms.

“Why would I ever waste my time loving a worm? They have no capacity for creativity, no ambition, no art—” He stops, seeing the look on your face, and sighs dramatically.

“But, I suppose if it’s you… I could make an exception.” He leans back, tapping his chin thoughtfully.

“Though, if you were a worm, I might have to document it for my manga. It could be quite the story: ‘The Worm I Loved.’” A smug grin spreads across his face.

“But remember, I’d expect you to still be interesting, even as a worm.”

Rohan would initially reject the idea, but ultimately, his affection for you would show, even if he frames it through his work.

Sorry if this was a bit short! I randomly thought of this but i hope you guys liked it <3 Please if you guys have any requests please go ahead I’ll write ang scenario for any JJBA character (obviously no nsfw for minors) Love y’all! Likes and reblogs are appreciated :)

[doggrowth]

Omg yesssss another ask game! *.* Lots of number here we go: 1, 5, 6, 16, 24 and 25 (sorry I'm greedy).

Hi Nat! Don't be sorry, you can be greedy :)

1. list 3 positive things about your current fandom(s)

Most obvious answer ever but how creative everyone is - I am constantly amazed by all the art and writing that's out there. I like how horny everyone is for these characters. And I like being on here and seeing people with equal levels of freakiness - like I'm never gonna feel out of place for wanting to analyze the show frame by frame. Because I'm not the only one :D

5. something you see in fics a lot and love

I like it when Jayce is close to his mama. I like when Viktor has a cat named Rio. I love when Jinx is there to stir shit up and Ekko is like "ehh what're you gonna do?" I love when Caitlyn is there to ground Jayce and Vi is there to humble him.

I love when Viktor is written as emotional and someone who feels a lot. I've read it over and over again and it gets me everytime but when Viktor realizes he's worthy of love. Fuck, that hits a bit too close to my heart and I love it.

I REALLY love when writers use "the place where you ache for him" or "sensitive bud" :p hehehehe

6. something you see in art a lot and love

Uhh Viktor with cats, anyone? I am obsessed with Viktor's hair too and the million ways people draw it. I love the 8 million different iterations of the astral plane/hexspace scenes - all the colours I've seen used are gorgeous.

Also Jedi/Sith Viktor is my favourite thing ever maybe

16. a tiny detail in canon that you want more people to appreciate

Answered this here but I can do another!

The Hexcore has 4 out of the 5 runes from the game on it:

It is missing Inspiration. But some people theorize it was added later...

24. how has fandom positively impacted your life?

I mean... not to be dramatic but I have literally no idea where I would be without fandom.

I've found other media through fandom. If 10 years ago the Dan and Phil fandom hadn't introduced me to Twenty One Pilots, I never would've gotten into Arcane. But also getting into Twenty One Pilots completely changed the course of my life. They unlocked parts of me I never knew existed, for better or for worse. At 13/14 I realized the enormity of the universe and my existence and was terrified by it, and I had friends online and in person I met because of that band to help me through it.

There were days during the pandemic that all I could do is roll out of bed and turn on a [REDACTED] livestream. And then I went and shouted about it with my friends and it was the only time that I'd feel happy in the mass of depression I was in.

Fandom has inspired me creatively. Nat, YOU have inspired me and encouraged me to try and write, even if I haven't completed or published anything, I'm still writing and thinking of stories and reading like I never have before.

25. a piece of advice for taking care of yourself in fandom spaces

This is a hard one for me. Because while fandom got me through a lot, it also drags me down a lot. I have OCD and can spiral a lot in these spaces, especially because I am sensitive to rejection and view other's opinions as rejection (a silly idea, I know - that's why it's a disorder lol). And yeah, it was great to have [REDACTED]'s streams to support me, but I still was over reliant as shit and neglected other aspects of my life.

So my advice?

When applicable: remember it's not real. It doesn't matter. Like obviously, yes in ways, it does matter. But like... if you're struggling with your opinions and other's opinions on fictional characters, remember that it's not real.

And ofc: block, mute, walk away whenever needed. Listen to your body. Which sounds silly but I have ADHD so I know it's not. If you're in the middle of writing/reading/scrolling and your body communicates "I need to piss" or "I'm hungry" or whatever, listen to it.

Remember that fandom exists to be a place of community. To make friends, to talk about The Thing, to look at stuff that gives your brain the happy chemicals, to feel joy. And if it's not doing that, you can walk away from it.

It's all a lot easier said than done, I know. But they're good and necessary skills to have.

Thank you Nat for the ask <3

Ask game

[mysteriawrites]

Hello ,can I request a TWST matchup please !? And thank you .

**Appearance:**

I'm a 5'5" Arab girl (165cm) (she/her, straight )who wears a hijab. I am a brunette with big, light brown eyes and red-framed glasses. People often say I have a soothing aura when they look into my eyes. My face is round with a kind of heart shape with big cheeks, a small nose, and cute defined lips. I'm pale cause I mostly stay at home and avoid getting a tan. I have a lot of beauty marks on my face . I have eyebags, which might be due to anemia, and I always look tired unless i use blush ,tho i dislike the texture of makeup on my skin (but i do care about my skin by applying skincare ,but i dont do it very often 😅)people say I am cute and pretty but it's hard for me to believe them (insecurities and self doub go brr...)

**Hobbies:**

drawing, (sketches mostly) ,I plan to learn colour theory to start painting. I adore all forms of art, paintings , music , sculptures..ect (I love everything that is beautiful ,plus everything is beautiful in its own way).I enjoy reading. Although it's been a while since I found a book that peeked my interest ,I mostly read fanfics recently . Video games hold a special place in my heart, I LOVE the different art styles and plots in each game. I like anime, but I've been too busy lately to watch. I have some sewing skills, mostly for patching things up, but I want to sew clothes and learn crochet in the future. Crafting is another hobby I enjoy, I am good with my hands. I love learning new stuff. biology ,psychology, and physics r my fav subjects(i like learning about anatomy whether it's animal's or human's +plants in the medical field +my fav scientist is Nicolas Tesla). I speak 3 languages: Arabic (native), French, and English. I plan to learn Spanish, Italian, or German next, depending on my mood. I'm a quick learner and adapt easily to different situations(that's something I admire and take pride in) While I can cook simple dishes like pasta and eggs, I'm not skilled at cooking savory foods.but in baking ,if you give me a recipe, i will make the most delicious desserts you've ever tasted(but quiet ironically i hate cooking ,i only do it if i am forced to), lemon tart is my fav due to my sweet tooth.

I forgot to mention my love for horror movies and games(they dont even scare me . Even though I am a good swimmer, I have thalassophobia (ironic), but i do like me some facts about marine biology, with jellyfishes, anglerfishes, and Caribbean reef octopuses being my favorites.

**Personality:**

My personality is quite flexible and depends on both the people I'm with and my mood. When I'm outside , I tend to feel anxious, although I do my best not to show it. I come across as calm, chill, and reserved, often giving off a "don't approach me" vibe, but I'm friendly and won't reject anyone who wants to chat, although I dislike small talk and feel a bit uneasy around boys. I've had trust issues due to past betrayals, so I'm cautious with my relationships now (whether it is friends or family ,no lover tho ,don't get me wrong i can be quiet the romantic but the only man that I would probably get attached to would be fictional for sure lol)

With my close friends, I'm more open, bright, and cheerful. I talk a lot about my interests, sharing random facts (they call me a nerd). I'm caring and sweet toward my friends, and my love languages include gift-giving, physical touch, and acts of service. I give them presents and hugs, always respecting their boundaries.

I would describe myself as creative, passionate, and smart, with a hint of perfectionism. I admit I am lazy and unmotivated more often than i like (i can't help it). I am an INTP-T, Enneagram 5w4, and a Libra. I'm also an older sister.

I am a burnt-out gifted kid , but I try to be the best version of myself whether academically ,mentally or physically(i admit i do feel down thinking that i am never gonna make it ,but i always try to push these thoughts aside but most of the time they get the best of me sadly).I often feel I'll never be good enough for my mother (she has high standards for me that I can never seem to meet). I was bullied cause of my looks and weight, which made me depressed and anorexic for a year. Thankfully, I've changed a lot over time, tho it affected me making me antisocial, having trust issues and insecurities. I like energy drinks. My music taste varies from pop, alt/indie, classical( my fav pieces are moonlight sonata 3rd movement, danse macabre , in the hall of the mountain king and la campanella ) ,jazz, to rock/metal, with a particular love for rock & roll. Comfortable baggy clothes are my go-to(makes me feel good in my own skin) , and I can be quite sarcastic with a sharp tongue at times. Once I get comfortable with someone, you'll find I'm pretty blunt and honest .I am polite and respectful .I can also be stubborn and a pessimist if I am not in a good mood . I like cats, and I am afraid of dogs and horses and can't stand people who underestimate me .I have inferiority AND superiority complex (but mostly inferiority)

Hello hello thank you for the request (first hijabi request I’ve gotten which makes me happy cause i wear hijab too ❤️) sorry this took 80 years my life is on fire.

Anyway without further ado DRUMROLL PLEASE!!!

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

VIL SCHOENHEIT!!!

You and Vil are surprisingly similar which makes it easier for you two to click than with most other people. You both try your absolute hardest to be the best people you can be and see the beauty in the world around you although while he tries to bring out the beauty in things you see beauty in the way they already were.

You and Vil met during alchemy class after you dropped into Twisted Wonderland. At first Vil was his usual perfectionist self: ordering you around and being controlling about how to do your project, but once you showed him your alchemic proficiency he was genuinely impressed.

Ever since then not only did you capture his respect, but also his intrigue. Despite being as busy as he is, when he had the time he would try to learn more about who you were by either word of mouth or asking your friends (Rook offered to “observe you” but Vil voted against it for it is rude and creepy).

One day while he was on a run he saw you under a tree practicing your sewing. He decided this was a good opportunity to strike up a conversation with you given he knew a thing or two about clothes.

He walked over and gave you some advice about your stitching. Sadly it came off a lot more condescending then he would like and it rubbed you the wrong way which lead you to giving him the cold shoulder but tried to politely dismiss yourself.

You know those guys that are more intrigued by those who aren’t interested in them? Yeah that’s Vil even if he’ll never admit it. The more you ignore or avoid him the more he wants to make amends and try to impress you.

Until one day where you’re in a particularly bad mood you have an outburst about how him not giving you space makes you uncomfortable due to old wounds and ask what his deal was.

This made him realize his behavior towards you was unfair and disrespectful. He didn’t take your feelings or comfort into account at all. He is as ashamed with himself.

He stood before you and gave a genuine and sincere apology before walking away.

You don’t know how or why, but his apology moved you. He’s not like other guys you’ve met before. You could tell that he felt genuine remorse and met every word of what he said

A week later you two run into each other again and make awkward small talk. You can tell that he still feels bad about what he did, so you propose that you guys start over as true friends.

And he agrees.

After that you slowly but surely grow closer and closer. Bonding over shared passions and views, before long Vil is falling in love with you. You’re not his first crush, but you’re the first one he truly feels love and affection for. Not just a relationship for the press or screens.

And so he asks you out like a classic fairytale prince for a fancy private dinner. And although you accept you let him know that he doesn’t need to do something so extravagant, that you would be happy no matter what. That takes him by surprise, but it’s not an unwelcome one.

You and Vil are like an old married couple once you finally get together.

Always bantering about how you both need to take better care of yourselves. It’s wholesome and funny at the same time.

Because he can’t always spend a lot of time with you, his love language is gift giving and acts of service. What better way to spend his money than on you. He gets you things he sees you eyeing in the store or on your wishlist or things that make your day a bit easier.

Since he’s not the best at showing it he wants to make sure you know you’re loved even without words.

Your dates usually consist of simple things like cooking at home where you have full privacy.

He is the Queen and you are the King/Queen/Royal at his side.

[spongeofaces]

Hello! I am here for the twst matchup (romantic, please) and no first years or the teachers .Thank you, and have a good day !

**Appearance:**

I'm a 5'5" girl (165cm) (she/her, straight ). I am a brunette with short dark brown hair, round light brown eyes ,and transparent framed glasses. People often say I have a soothing aura when they look into my eyes. I have a round-ish kinda face with big cheeks, a small nose, and defined lips. I'm pale cause I mostly stay at home and avoid getting a tan. I have 8 beauty marks on my face. I have eyebags, which might be due to anemia, and I always look tired unless i use blush , i care about my skin doing skincare and such(i try(i want to be beautiful🥲).people say I am cute and pretty but it's hard for me to believe them (insecurities and self doub go brr...)

**Hobbies:**

drawing (digital and traditional ). I adore all forms of art, paintings , music , sculptures..ect .I enjoy reading, although it's been a while since I found a book that peeked my interest ,I mostly read fanfics recently . Video games hold a special place in my heart, I LOVE the different art styles and plots in each game. I have some sewing skills, mostly for patching things up .I learned to crochet and knit recently as well .Crafting is another hobby I enjoy, I am good with my hands. I love learning new stuff. biology and chemistry r my fav subjects(i like learning about anatomy whether it's animal's or human's +plants in the medical field ). I speak 3 languages: Arabic (native), French, and English. I plan to learn Spanish, Italian, or German next, depending on my mood. I'm a quick learner and adapt easily to different situations(that's something I admire and take pride in) .i hate and can't cook, except eggs and simple stuff.but in baking ,if you give me a recipe, i will make the most delicious desserts you've ever tasted(but I still hate it). Anything involving lemons is delicious (especially lemon tart😋).

Even though I am a good swimmer (I did swimming for 2 years) I have thalassophobia (ironic) but i do like me some facts about marine biology, with jellyfishes, anglerfishes, and Caribbean reef octopuses being my favorites.

**Personality:**

My personality is quite flexible and depends on both the people I'm with and my mood. When I'm outside , I tend to feel anxious, although I do my best not to show it. I come across as calm, chill, and reserved, but I'm friendly and won't reject anyone who wants to chat, although I dislike small talk and feel a bit uneasy around boys I can be quite sarcastic with a sharp tongue at times, kinda(really) annoying. Once I get comfortable with someone, you'll find I'm pretty blunt and honest .I am polite and respectful. I've had trust issues due to past betrayals, so I'm cautious with my relationships now (whether it is friends or family ,no lover tho ,don't get me wrong i can be quiet the romantic but the only man that I would probably get attached to would be fictional for sure lol)

With my close friends, I'm more open, and relaxed and cheerful?. I talk a lot about my interests, sharing random facts . I'm caring and sweet toward my friends . My love languages include gift-giving, physical touch.

I would describe myself as creative, observant, passionate, smart, meticulous and a perfectionist.I can be lazy and unmotivated. I am an INTP-T, Enneagram 5w4, and a Libra. I'm an older sister.

I am a burnt-out gifted kid , but I try to be the best version of myself in all aspects(i admit i do feel down thinking that i am never gonna make it ,but i always try to push these thoughts aside).I often feel I'll never be good enough for my mother (she has high standards for me that I can never seem to meet). I was bullied cause of my looks and weight, which made me depressed and anorexic for a year. Thankfully, I've changed a lot over time, tho it affected me making me antisocial, having trust issues and insecurities(but i am getting better). I like energy drinks. My music taste varies from pop, alt/indie, classical( my fav pieces are moonlight sonata 3rd movement, danse macabre , in the hall of the mountain king and la campanella ) ,jazz, to rock/metal, with a particular love for rock & roll. Comfortable baggy clothes are my go-to(makes me feel good in my own skin) .

***what I prefer in a partner?***

Anything is fine really , smart maybe? ,I can't cook so a good cook ,I just want someone to listen to me and make me feel included ,never getting annoyed by my behaviour and my clinginess , I want someone who I can truly be myself with (flaws and all)

I'm soooooo sorry for taking so long 😭

Tried to add some extra detail to make up for it <3

Hope you enjoy 🙏❤️

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I match jellyfishuuuuu with...

🐍 Jamil Viper 🐍

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You are one of the few people who have gotten to know the true Jamil behind all the walls he puts up. He never puts on a mask around you, always being as genuine as possible.

He adores you quite dearly, you'll often find him just staring at you from afar, even if he doesn't realize it himself. He just wishes to cherish you, and make you see just how precious you are, to him, and to your companions. He needs you to know just how much he thinks you're worth, constantly going to the extra lengths in your relationship, determined to make you love yourself as much as he loves you.

Everyone knows how good of a cook Jamil is, but he gets on a whole other level when cooking for you. He pours his heart and soul into each dish, every time. He'll be by your side as you eat, analyzing every reaction so he can make the next meal even more delicious for you. He's also very willing to help teach you how to cook.

If worry ever shows in your expression, he'll pull you aside to ask after your wellbeing. He won't take "I'm fine" as an answer either, he wants to listen to what bothers you, he wants to help in whatever way he can. He's always there to comfort you, making time even on the busiest of days.

Jamil's constant responsibilities can tire him out. Allow him to lay across your lap, or if that's too uncomfortable, lean on your shoulder, and he'll relax extraordinarially. He'll slowly doze off, fingers intertwined with yours, feeling at peace knowing you're there with him.

You guys swap clothes a lot, seeing as though you have similar styles. If you're missing a hoodie, I'd check his closet.

He's very patient. If you're ever not in the mood to socialize, or don't feel like being around him for whatever reason, he'll respect your wishes and leave you be.

He's impressed by your affinity for languages, even asking if you'd be so kind as to teach him some words or small phrases.

Constant praise. For the big things, for the little things, he wants you to be proud of yourself. You can tell he means every word of it too, by the way he looks at you with such adoration.

Since you like crafting, you could probably give him hand-made gifts. He'd find great joy recieving something from you, always treating you extra, extra special afterwords. The next day, you'll probaby be bombarded with triple the amount of gifts you gave him though, each more heartfelt and thought-out than the last.

Extra stuff as an apology for taking so long:

Before Jamil and you started dating, Kalim would constantly make excuses to have Jamil invite you to Scarabia, only to goof off elsewhere and purposely leave the two of you alone. Kalim was practically the matchmaker for you two, Jamil probably would have had noooo idea how to ask you out otherwise. Kalim was also the first to figure out Jamil had feelings for you.

If you ever wake up to frantic, jumbled texts, Jamil has been found by a bug. Please save him 😔

Your first date together wasn't really 'official' more like Kalim organizing the event then dipping at the last minute. He booked a real fancy restaurant, and only cancelled when both you and Jamil were already seated.

He pokes your forehead and sticks his tongue out at you when annoyed. Kinda childish.

A song for the relationship:

My Love Mine All Mine by Mitski.

Other options: Trey, Idia, Malleus and Ruggie.

[renjunsbbg]

Original start. (Warmer Rainy Days)

Choose your own adventure (story after read more!)

DISCLAIMER/RULES

Welcome to the first choose your own adventure story of mine! In this series you can send an ask in reference to certain chapters in this series, I will then create a story based off of this first chapter and you can branch off from other people's stories. I can give your choices credit or you can submit it anonymously! I can write anything EXCEPT for smut (I'm just really bad at it but maybe someday) If you want a detailed y/n or reader (EXAMPLE: describing the physical features) That is fine! I will add a disclaimer there for people who don't exactly fit that trait! Be as creative as you want! here is an example if you guys are confused!

Anon: adding from the [insert title here] choice, I wonder what it would be like if y/n did [insert choice here] after!

I would then add on to a certain storyline that you guys have created and/or create my own!

If any writers out there take any inspiration from this idea, please tag me or use the tag #bbgsadventure Please reblog as well! I would love to see what you guys create! Are you ready then? Let's get started!

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Genre: fluff, soulmate au, anything else, you could even choose to create a different beginning with a different setting or character if you want! I write for svt, stray kids, ateez, enhypen, txt, and nct!

Of course you were walking in the rain. Again. You should bring an umbrella next time you attempt to go on a date, you think to yourself. You walk down the cold sidewalk, trying not to let your emotions get the best of you. You hear the little splashes of your feet into the tiny puddles.

"Jesus, It's really coming down." You say, looking up at the sky. Yikes, you really should have brought an umbrella, you think to yourself. You wrap your arms around yourself in an attempt to get warmer, but ultimately just squeeze the water out of your clothes.

"If someone didn't cut this freaking string, I wouldn't even be here!" You say, in reference to the red string around your pinky. In a perfect world, everyone has a soulmate. Some people reject their soulmates though, cutting off their string or refusing to get near them. This is all exactly why you are here, walking in the rain, freezing your ass off.

You decide to start walking faster, your brain clouded by anger. You don't even notice where you're going until... BAM! You decide that you could die right there. You accidentally bump into a very tall man, really hard. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" You put your hand up in shock, covering your mouth. "Are you okay?!?!?" You ask in a panicked tone.

"Hey! What-" The man turns around to look at you and scold you. Instead, he sees your cold shivering frame looking at him in shock. "Oh my god! You could get sick in this weather, what are you thinking?" It is now his turn to look at you in shock. You look up at his change in demeanor, confused. "Here," he places his umbrella over you both, making sure to completely cover you. "My name is..."

FIRST CHOICE

You can redo the entire setting or scenario (example: school au), or choose who he is. Remember, I write for svt, stray kids, ateez, enhypen, txt, and nct.

Paths (People):

Johnny (wip)

Different starts: (each start has a certain title that is used to navigate, this one is called "Warmer Rainy Days")

[mi6014manuelasanchezmartinez]

Radical Honesty: With Tact

Hugo explained the challenges in effectively communicating about feedback within the creative community. Three main points to consider are: 1) Identifying the type of feedback needed at the moment, which can be challenging for many, such as feeling uncertain about their work. 2) Providing 'radical honesty with tact' when discussing others' work, as apprehension can lead to apprehension in presentations. 3) Developing new language and approaches to address both anxiety and honest insights about each other's projects. Openly acknowledging discomfort before, during, and after presentations and creating space for honest feedback using phrases like "There is an opportunity in shot 2 for more..." or "Could you consider adding more detail in the frame..." 3) Lastly, capturing useful feedback is crucial. Retrospective notes taken during the discussion and reflecting on the points raised can be facilitated by a scribe, a process that has been successful in the past. This will be explored further on Friday morning.

Listening to this audio helps me understand a lot about how neurotypical people can just lie to others in order to not make the person feel bad about them or their work, even if it's meant to be an honest critique, so lying will be counterproductive. I have ADHD and I'm neurodivergent, so I was always honest, which can sometimes be a bad thing, which is why i grew to learn the 'compliment sandwich'. However, I'm very sensitive to rejection, and because I know that people can lie to be nice, it means i overthink and think that they hate my work or think it's dumb. Which is why I'm so nervous to then show them my work, which is why i tend to not until i think it's perfect. This isn't healthy, but it's something that I will try to get better at.

[cosmic-corporation]

AFJAGAJJHA I LOVE THE YAPPING OK (<- avid tag reader) IM EATING THIS LORE UP LIKE A DELICIOUS GOURMET MEAL /ref YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND🔥🔥 ITS SO FUN TO READ!!! CREATIVITY CREATIVITY!!!! (also reading lore just motivates me to do stuff idk why) (ough… platonic marriage /silly)

what about cassian? hehehehe (laying on my bed, on my stomach, reading lore and kicking my feet like a little girl)

- ducky anon

ooh when I catch you ducky, ducky when I catch you-/j

Cassian is... One of the BIGGEST characters I have they live in my brain all the time as we as their partner in crime, Archie ( @gl0wsticko 's character I lob archie am <3)

suicide mention after the 'read more'

That's the newest rendition of Cassian that I've got :]]

and since they're the character I have built the most, I'm gonna section things up a bit!!!

Family

THE WHOLE IRVINE FAMILY IN AGE ORDER SOVANNA - MOM - 59 HANNES - DAD - 57 ATTICUS - OLDEST BROTHER - 36 CASSIAN - MIDDLE BROTHER - 28 CECIL - MIDDLE SISTER - 16-17-18 IONE - YOUNGEST SISTER - 13-14 DOYLE - DOG - 3

Cassian is currently trying to avoid their own family due to their mission. Cecil pursues Cassian, trying to convince them to come back home. Ione has no memories of Cassian, only the stories Cecil and Atticus tell her.

Mission

At a fairly young age, Cassian was taken to a cult and some sort of curse was put upon them. idk how to really explain it, BUT, their mission is to take out any humanoid creature that *isn't* human. (themself INCLUDED!!!) they're a hypocrite SHIT. But, due to this mission they left their family to keep them safe. They moved around constantly trying to avoid enemies they've made and to avoid being found by Cecil. Along this, they found Archie who became their partner in crime. archie uses xe/xim for whoever is wondering. Once Cassian is no longer able to go on with their mission, they are supposed to end their own life due to the hypocricy mostly. They don't remember being cursed, they only know they get strong, painful headaches at the thought of purposfully sparing someone they shouldn't or at the thought of keeping themself alive in the end.

Relationships

Despite having left, their relationship with their family is still decently intact!!! They love and miss their family every day, having a framed family photo always hidden wherever they're staying. Cassian and Cecil were also quite close, with Cassian still sending Cecil letters and voice mails some days. The lanterns and candles on their antlers are from Cecil. see here's where it all goes so fucking KABAMBAM

ARCHIE AND CASSIAN'S RELATIONSHIP!!!!

they're gay for eachother. 100%. no denying it. in so many AUs if things went right they'd be together. The two pine for eachother in secret, but neither confesses. Archie fears rejection and Cassian is scared to love someone, worried about the enemies they've made and mostly worried about xir safety. If Archie were to confess, Cassian would reject xim and initially be cold and harsh, but later come around to apologize to xim for being mean. (THEY ARE THE DEFENITION OF 'Somethin' Stupid' BY FRANK SINATRA KILL ME) But regardless, Cassian would do anything and everything to keep xim safe from harm. their love languages if ur curious; feels loved with acts of service and physical touch, but expresses love with words of affirmation for the most part they're also a cuddly and koala kinda guy.

Fears

They don't have a lot of fears, honestly. They mostly just fear killing their family and Archie, seeing as those are the only people they have left that still care about them. They're also violently insecure about their deer traits (antlers, ears, nose, and tail) :]

Hobbies

They're a BIIIIIIIIIG reader. and word man, so many fancy word,,,, They also enjoy cooking a lot :]

Misc

THEY'RE FUCKING BRITISH !!! They/them but prefers masculine terms like "boyfriend" and stuff like that They have a weighted spider plushie they cuddle with silk pjs, skincare routine, very hygiene oriented. you would not expect them to be a murderer/hj

also here's their playlist :] helps explain personality or wants and stuff.

the family excluding cassian ^

AND THE SPECIAL XE, ARCHIE !!!!!!! <3333 i love archie sm archie cassian all day all night all that's in my brain GET THE TWO OF THEM OUT/j

anyways there's your extra large lore session i love cassian sm <3

ARCHIE IS @gl0wsticko 'S CHARACTER BTW

[findlayccarter]

'La Haine' Cinematography Research Continued

Pierre Aïm used depth in a very interesting and unconventional way I think. When the characters are in the suburbs of France, they are almost always in focus and the composition tends to be a-lot wider. In terms of the framing this is to show the surrounding and the environment that these people live in. The depth and focus however shows that these characters are an extension of their surroundings. They fit there just as much as the buildings do, this provides a-lot of information about the characters from the beginning. The environment they've grown up in has consumed them. This is contrasted later in the film when they travel into the city. The depth of field becomes a-lot shallower creating a feeling of isolation for the characters. Suggesting that this unknown territory is more than just being somewhere they don't know. It’s a feeling of not belonging/being an outsider. This depth of field creates connotations of judgment, isolation, rejection, and disapproval for the characters. These feelings stood out to me the most in the Dolly Zoom (vertigo Effect) shot. This effect with the three characters and the background of Paris helps convey this feeling of separation they have with the normal world and the pressures they feel when removed from their normal - which is not normal. 

'La Haine' in my opinion has some of the most visually interesting compositions. The DoP effectively manages to create images that are uncommon to the viewer, yet not off-putting. I feel like it can sometimes be easy to get lost in creative/experimental effects and styles in each filmmaking segment. When I look back at some of my old work, particularly before university (photo and video) it’s obvious that I focused too much on trying to create something experimental but by doing so I over did it and forgot what the true intention of the story was. Composition wise, ‘La Haine’ tells us a story through its framing as well as movement. 

A lot of the framing creates a very satisfying viewing experiencing for me with styles that I love personally. Wide shots where the characters are viewed from a distant tend to be centre framed, or there are leading lines that create symmetry in the frame, drawing the viewer to the filmmakers meaning. These wide shots often also have foreground elements that help add depth to the image and draw more attention to the elements that are further away. These wide shots are commonly contrasted with close ups. To me this signifies the connection that the characters have with their surrounding environment. At the start of the film when they are in the suburbs of Paris, close ups and even extreme close ups are used more frequently. When establishing an environment its common to use wide angles and then focus in on small details about the environment with close ups. From my viewpoint, ‘La Haine’ suggests through cinematography that the characters are the small details about the setting. By exploring the characters, we gain more information about the setting, as the characters are moulded by it. When we look closer at the second section of the film where they leave the suburb. There tend to be fewer close ups instead there are many wide shots that rely heavily on centre framing. A common reason for using centre framing is to show that a character is the most powerful or that they are the main attention. While in this film they are the focus, I think it relates back to what I said about the use of depth. Wide framing paired with a centred composition creates a feeling of loneliness and isolation. The characters are in a nice part of Paris surrounded by privileged people in comparison to themselves, therefor they do not feel as if they belong there. I think that the cinematography really exaggerates this feeling of belonging and possibly even internal desire.

Another element of cinematography in ‘La Haine’ that was used differently was the camera movement. Something I noticed in third year and think I’ve improved on is knowing why I’m moving the camera. The majority of the reasons for moving the camera for me would be motivated movement. Tracking etc I feel is one of the easiest reasons to justify moving the camera however I’m unsure if I think it’s always effective. When I was working on ‘Current’ last year, I found that I didn’t have a great deal of reason to move the camera. The only time I think I moved the camera was to replicate a bit of camera shake. Movement is something that I want to research a lot this year and experiment where its most effective. This is mainly because having done handheld in the past, I think it’s one of the trickiest but most rewarding elements in cinematography. Purely because it requires so many different variables on set – and planning is crucial. In ‘La Haine’ the movement of the camera is often unmotivated. Typically, in films that have chaotic or action moments there is a lot of movement. This doesn’t seem the case for ‘La Haine’. For instance, the camera stays static (or has very little movement) when; they attempt to steal a car, a robbery takes place, there’s a gun fight between rebels and the police. This relates back to the setting they are in and the relationship the characters have with it. There’s no need to add a chaotic movement with the camera as the characters are somewhat numb to the chaos of their environment. Camera movement is instead used for other reasons such as character revealing or highlight symbols throughout. For example, the most used symbol in the film is the gun which has themes power and conflict. The camera movement directly concentrates on this symbol as they are aware of its importance through the story. The movement is also very intense or significant so that it is noticed and remembered by the viewer. It goes from; the start of the film with the famous mirror gun fingers shot, the tunnel where Vinz hides the gun and the camera zooms rapidly all the way in, the end scene where we move past the gun and see the sad reaction of Said.

By looking at ‘La Haine’ I’m hoping not to take inspiration from it, but instead understand the process that the cinematographer went through in planning how to represent the environment and characters. Handheld movement that is unmotivated Is something that I want to test. I also plan to look at more films that use movement in a unique way that isn’t based on the physical movement in the frame. 

[unholiis]

𝐅𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒. it radiated brightly from him and it continued to bloom as gaze was shifted to ( apparently ) his daughter. to which zixuan followed his line of sight, finding the teen diligently working away, the same kind of brightness that her father seemed to possess swaddling her like a blanket made from the purest of sunflowers. a faint nod is given in response before sharp gaze is moved back towards him, once more carefully observing the one whom zixuan had been noticing more & more with each passing day. whether it was when he was given complimentary fruits, a spontaneous new dessert sample to try, a cup of coffee [ ━━━ ] all things the vampire could not consume ( yet continued to do so, never rejecting it ). ❝ i fear our daughters simply know us too well ... in a way i should be grateful for that. ❞ there dances a far - away song within voice.

crimson. how easy does he tuck it away though the admittance that spilled forth from crimson's lips has zixuan arche a brow. ❝ i don't think it's an odd name at all. a name is a name. yours simply happens to fit ━━━ certain parts of you. ❞ a faint nod [ ━━━ ] referring to the same red tresses that were currently being embraced by slender digits. ❝ having said that, it's nice to finally have a name and not having to refer to you in the most creative and elaborate ways in my head. ❞ was that a joke ? perhaps. it could've just been a statement as well. broad frame comfortably rests against the back of the chair now, head slightly tilted to the back, angling slightly to keep gold upon violet. ❝ i am zhu zixuan. you might have guessed it already but i work in a corporate environment, nothing all too exciting. ❞

further details were spared: that he headed a conglomerate, that riches were gained with but a flick of his wrist, a modern empire. ❝ .... hence my escape to your cafe. the complementary treats make it difficult to ever leave though. perhaps this was your plan, crimson ? ❞

crimson is quick to alleviate his flustered reaction the moment the businessman assured him it was of no harm. despite how strict and cold he appeared to be, he was a bit more lax than crimson initially presumed. thankful, and delighted, to hear that he too shared the same experiences with his own family. " is that so ? a daughter .... she sounds just like my own. " affection can be easily found in the smile that continues to grow over his countenance, violet eyes almost brightening at the mention of his own. he briefly glances to the side where one of the employees, a young girl with pink hair ribbons tied into blonde tresses, hikari was currently busying herself with assorting some of their dessert samples. there's a breathless, light - hearted laughter that flows with his tone. " my daughter too can be as much of a worry wart as i am for the rest of my children -- or with me for that matter. "

" oh, but no no ... where are my manners ? " here he's sitting in front of their regular guest, and he didn't even present with the courtesy of telling him his name. ( or even catch the other's name. ) the furthest their previous interactions would go would always toe the line of basic decorum between worker and customer; nothing more. with his hand lifted to rest over his chest, he politely nods in acknowledgement. " my name is crimson. an odd name, i know .... i work here with the rest of my children, as you can see. " habitually, he briefly plays with the tips of his hair; vibrantly red like his namesake. it was something some of his other guests would enjoy making a comment on when he would first introduce himself.

" it's wonderful to finally speak with you up front like this. i admit, i suppose i never really approached you out of worry i'd be disturbing your work ... what about you ? "

[smalltownghosts]

Sunday

[greenlotusleaf]

“Been getting a little fat, hmm?” I poke at the slight outward curve of your tummy when we have a moment away from prying eyes. You blush. I know your secret. I’m the Ranger, stoic and grim to everyone but you. When we first met, we had a professional rivalry. We were always trying to outdo each other as the party’s scouts and trapfinders. We joked with each other over our near misses, confident in the other’s skills, and kept friendly wagers about how many monsters we could slay in an encounter. Whoever killed the most had free drinks for the night at the tavern. It was your drunken flirting that broke down my barriers. Sometimes I lost on purpose, knowing the state you’d be in. Although you never accused me of it, I think you knew. Then there was the spring. We had stopped to camp in the forest and chanced upon a shrine dedicated to the mother goddess of the old ways. I warned everyone not to drink from the spring. But you didn’t believe me. Our friendly competition got the best of you. You took a long drink from the clear water. It tasted fantastic. Then you start hacking and coughing, everyone looks surprised and concerned. You broke character and laughed big belly laughs at their expressions. “See? It’s just a bunch of superstitious nonsense,” you said. You were from the city. You thought you knew better. Days later with loot in tow, we head to town to rest and relax after a particularly grueling dungeon. It took a lot less beer to get you going this time. You smiled, sat in my lap, whispered in my ear, pouted, rubbed on me. I wanted it, badly, but I knew better. You set an enchantment into motion that had to be seen all the way through. Disappointed by my rejection, you went out with the nearest broad-shouldered farmer like you were possessed. I noticed the changes not long after that. You were eating constantly, everything you could fit in your mouth. You asked for seconds and whined when you couldn’t have thirds. Although, I obliged by giving you half my portions. After weeks your body began to accommodate all the extra food. Your lithe, little frame, so skinny you could practically fit through prison bars, began to plump up. Your clothes grew tight around breasts, hips, and ass first. I did enjoy watching you struggle with straps of your arm and whine when you had to loosen them. Now there’s your belly. Even though it’s still small, at the moment, I can see it get in your way. You’re not as quick as you used to be, and you’ve become very pouty about it. I find myself picking up your slack more and more with each passing day as the primal lifeforce inside you swells. I enjoy teasing you about it too. You’re in denial, but in a week or two, you’ll see. For my part, it’s my responsibility and joy to take care of you, as a practitioner of the old ways. In my dreams, I see you growing into an image of the mother goddess to be worshiped and fed. In my waking life, I have to fulfill these primal visions. They're like base instincts to me. When you come to terms with your new role, I'll take you to the Druid circle so that you can be properly worshiped and enjoy the months to come. Maybe you’ll want to remain as a living goddess for the Druids? Maybe you’ll want to go back to your old life as a rogue? Of course, it’ll be far, far more difficult with the weight and curves you’ll have accumulated.

I don't have the creative energy for a response that would do this justice, but it's way too good to sit unanswered in my inbox any longer. I simply have to share it. Thank you, anon. Delicious.

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

thoughts on toga?

Sorry, I was putting some good music to do this 😌 our vampire princess deserves only the best.

PERSONAL THOUGHTS ON TOGA HIMIKO :

First of all, I still maintain that she's one of the best written female characters of bnha.

I used to think she was heavily sexualized on the manga, and while I still maintain that she is hyoersexualized on the fandom and still sexualized on the manga, I came to realize some of Horikoshi's choices are not that bad. Of course, it has a lot to do with certain common motives and symbolisms.

I think my main complain about the way some people write Toga (pushing aside the way the ship her with adults), it's that people either put her a a total child or a total woman.

Oh God, Toga is so smart. She's so under-appreciated, so so much.

"She's a murdered". She's what? 16-17 years old? Let's see the facts.

Toga was born in a family with money.

The first memory we got from her is Toga bitting a bird and showing it to her parents. They reacted pretty bad, like it was terribly spooky and told her to put that away, rejecting her.

After that, she created a mask for herself. She started pretending to be normal, smiling a lot, becoming the sweet overexcited girl.

However, the feeling never went away, because it was part of her quirk. The need to bite people to become them, the joy of wanting to taste the blood of someone she loved.

This could be a side effect like a person with wings wanting to fly, or a person with fire wanting to see the flames.

After stabbing her school crush, she ran away and began a criminal career of stabbing other people, hiding from the police.

This all means she lived in a lie for at least 13 years of her life, before becoming a criminal and loving on the streets at least 3 or 4 more years.

Toga has both taste the high-middle class class and the low class. She knows what is like to have too much money and be empty inside because no one sees you or accepts you, as much as she knows what is like being hungry and with cold, but living with people that love you for who you are.

This girl learned to erase her presence from a young age, before any of the UA kids ever dreamed about having that level of skill. She knows how to fight pretty well in close combat, how to fight with knives, how to trick people, how to choose her preys and when to retire from a fight.

She's extremely smart because she has successfully infiltrated in the heroes side at least three times: during the license exam, during the overhaul arc and on the war arc.

Her great goal is to live and live well. This is fucking magnificent because many people with her experience would reject themselves, thinking they're the problem. Toga knows she's not the problem, but society. She knows she deserves to live and love and have friends and family and she fights for it. In fact, even when so many people say she's insane, she's uses her logic all the time, way more than many other members of the League.

She see humans as they are. Not villains, not heroes. She was able to love Izuku and Ochaco even when they were heroes, she was able to hate overhaul while he was a villain. This shows she's outside the hero-villain toxic narrative, clever girl.

She's not afraid to face anyone when it comes to her rights. She faces Tomura more than once (overhaul arc, mva arc), she doesn't let Dabi intimidate her, she protects Twice and sweetly answers to Mr. Compress and Spinner's worry.

And God, maybe she doesn't have a mutant quirk, but almost. See her pupils, see her fangs. The reason why she makes people uncomfortable it's because she doesn't fit their standards. And she's perfectly okay with people not knowing how to categorize her. In fact, her fight in the MVA arc was because someone was trying to frame her.

I don't know how to make this clear but she's not crazy or psycho.

Toga Himiko would have passed the UA test with honors. She's so further above from the rest. She knows the older generations are full of shit and she knows they can't follow their paths, enough to outgrow Stain's legacy and make her own ideals.

I love how she shows that one can be totally feral and go against the system without stop being oneself.

Her speech to Ochaco on the war arc was incredible. She quickly questioned the idea that heroes can decide who deserves to live and who doesn't by saving only the people they think that deserve to be saved. She criticized the heroes decision to forget and dismiss and put away real people suffering just because they were not passive about their pain. She also make Ochaco see that she was a girl, just like her, not some type of hell demon trying to consume her soul.

She refused to say Shigaraki and decided to call him Tomura instead. This is so important!!!! From a narrative point of view, she's rejecting AFO's last name and accepting Tomura, the boy mourning for a father, a family.

She's observant, analytical, good at judging people, great at adapting and changing her mind.

I love how she kept being so happy and vibrant even in the worst moments.

And she's not just a victim, please. Toga Himiko is not some lost child, not a know-it-all woman. She's a teenager that can understand the situation but still needs tsome guidance.

She's actively changing the system. She's not passive or easy to manipulate. Like Spinner said, she's a free spirit.

So I'd love to see more fanfics depicting this. She's an amazing character at the level of most male characters on bnha, just like Ochaco, for example.

I'd love to see more headcanons about her with people her age. Real headcanons.

What about Momo and Toga talking about how boring can fancy parties be? How people with money are crazy sometimes?

What about Toga talking with Jirou about beinf girls that are considered "bros" by her friends?

What about Toga talking about being a little mutant and Tsuyu talking with her about hating cold weather?

What about Toga and Kirishima being overexcited and full of positivity together? About Denki and Toga talking about celebrities and TigTog? About Toga and the people from class 1-B bonding over being considered less when they're as good as class 1-A? Toga and Shinsou? Toga and Koda loving cats? Toga and Shoji playing card games? Toga and Tokoyami loving metal music? Toga and Bakugo loving romance stories?

What about Toga admiring female pro-heroes? Mirko seems loud and determined, Toga would adore her under other circumstances. Fuyumi helping Toga with her self-care because she ran away young. Toga showing Eri that they both have "scary" quirks and it's not wrong! They're both went through really bad moments and they're not bad! Toga being a big fan of the Wild Wild Pussycats. Toga adoring Vlad King and Present Mic.

The potential is there.

Anyway I just want more creativity, maybe. People writing more about Toga and the implications of her childhood, about how insane she is a fighter and a human being.

[yosoysofia]

OK so we finished season 2-A and 2-B a second time! 🫡

We really loved Andrés a lot more this time around! For a lot of characters we feel the gap between the original performances and the french dub really really changes our perceptions. Andrés is way funnier in the original version. Love how the actor conveys that Trece is an android through his kinda weird line delivery and gestures. It's a bit more subtle and complex than Franky and Roby and we love that a lot. He often says basic stuff but in a weird way, it's funny and it really works (thinking about the few episodes he wants to investigate stuff especially, but a lot of his scenes are like that).

Dulce is kinda the same, we love her more in the original version, but mostly because her french VA has a really high-pitched kind of annoying voice that doesn't suit her at all. The thing we love the most about her is the way she doesn't care about humans or anyone really (except Andromax but we'll get to that). Her behavior towards her mom's plans, the way she is so quick to leave places if she's not interested about what's happening... That's great! She's also very creative to get what she wants, love the moment when she pretends to be nice to steal something from Sofía for her mom.

The trio between Kassandra and her kids is still amazing, they don't have that much scenes together but Dulce ignoring everything while her brother tries to follow their mom is very funny. We love how they try to be so edgy and mean and such while saying stuff like "My mamá said this!" or things like that, it's very cute.

Another trio we love is Trece, Tamara and Doce! They had a lot of potential which wasn't used that much, but the little scenes we get are really good. Love the episode in which they have to cooperate so Franny doesn't suspect Franky is an android.

ID: A gif of Doce manacing people out of frame in the classroom. She says: "¡Y tú no le hables así a mi hermano!". Right after that, Tamara holds her and Trece by the shoulder with a proud face. END ID

Now for their romantic relationships because it takes so much of their screen time 😭

Doce/Roby in S2- A is really boring to us because they have a grand total of three scenes that loop and it's annoying to watch. Either Doce rejects him because she loves Andromax, or she fights with Andromax because he doesn't want to tell her who he is, or she fights with Andromax because he has fans. It is so boring and it sucks because Dulce as a character has so much potential. She doesn't get the chance to exist as herself like her brother does, she's immediately in a love story and we hate that. In S2-B Dulce and Roby feel like completely different characters, their scenes are not as annoying but they feel off. We don't understand how she changes when she gets in a romantic relationship Roby given that there is no progression. Which could have been written easily because Roby is a sweetheart who could've shown her how to be nice and stuff but alas.

Trece/Tamara is not as annoying in S2-A but Trece's crush on her comes out of nowhere to us (we are aro so if you don't explain why characters are in love we're not interested). At least it's a bit funny that he has to pretend to hate androids for a while, but it's not that entertaining. They had a way more interesting relationship when they were friends in our humble opinion. Their relationship in S2-B takes SO MUCH SCREEN TIME. And it's the exact same problem as Roby/Doce, those scenes are the exact same each time. Also can we stop putting in kids show this trope of "it's ok to keep asking someone out even when she says no because she secretly loves the boy too" like it's annoying and bad.

For S2-B, they are way less interesting now that they're nice and their new relationships with their new family isn't here at all. Paul and Margarita can have sweet sentences like "yeah they're our kids" which is so cute but their relationship doesn't really exist. Again a shame because it would've been cool to see how them having new parents (who are their mom's enemies, too) goes, how they're feeling etc.

So yeah TL:DR we love these two so much!! A lot of it is due to the potential we see in them more than their actual presence in the show to be fair haha. But even as they are they are really cool and fun characters, it's cool we got to have two more androids in the cast at the same time and we really like how it shows the many ways androids can be and act!

(Also, love how in the original post we said "They use two names interchangeably" mainly because of translation errors in the french dub, where they put "Doce" (Douze) over "Dulce" (Douce) so so many times haha. To be fair characters like Sofía and Chris use "Doce" and "Trece" more but still, they don't use them as interchangeably as we thought.)

Thoughts on Doce and Trece

PT: "Thoughts on Doce and Trece" written in a large font. END PT

We love Trece and Doce so much haa. We don't love how their stories only revolve around their love lives (we don't love what they did with Roby/Doce especially, we're kinda neutral on Tamara/Trece), but apart from that everything about them is so!!

They use two names interchangeably. They are mean / more direct than Franky and Roby so they kinda change our perception on androids (who are portrayed through Franky and Roby as well-meaning and kind of naïve). They have a complex relationship with their mother. She visibly loves them but is hurting them waaay more. Also love how they have a different relationship with their mom. Andrés being more jealous of Franky and wanting his mom's approval more while Doce is more so doing her own thing. Their relationship is so cute too, we love the episode where Kassandra puts Doce's save in Franky's body and when she asks Andrés if he knows that she's his sis he just nods because of course he recognizes his big sis!!

ID: A gif of Doce in Franky's body talking to Andrés at a party. Tamara is between them. and looks at Doce. Doce says: "¿Andrés, tu sabes que yo soy tu hermana verdad?". Andrés says: "Obvio." END ID

IDK we miss their early season 2-A energy where they're very mean and mischievous and they hate humans. A shame they're just stuck in their love relationships after that...... 😔😔

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[stuff-from-the-void-matron]

Laurel Wreaths & Animal Teeth (11)

(c!technoblade x fem!reader)

(people showed chapter 10 some nice love so here’s chapter 11. sorry it took so long to get out. I threw my back out and doing just about anything has been physical torture. but I’m starting to feel better so here’s hoping I’ll write more soon. but remember, please comment and reblog. they keep me motivated! <3)

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Things settled down pretty well after the election. Almost unbelievably so. Wilbur pretty much completely disappeared afterwards. You felt worried and voiced your concerns with Niki, saying you hoped he wasn’t terribly upset he’d lost the election. You understand he no doubt felt incredibly attached to the title of president, and he may feel resentful of you for ‘stealing’ it from him. Niki smiled at you, glad you were being kinder about this than the other contestants would be in your shoes, but sighed and said,

“Yeah, he’ll probably be upset for a while. But I’m sure he’ll come around to accept you as the new president.”

You gave her a thankful smile, even if you didn’t quite believe her words. But then you paused and wondered if maybe, despite all your reservations about the brunet man, it was possible to smooth things over with him? Maybe all you needed to do was sit and have a talk with him. Perhaps he’d gone insane in the original timeline because both Schlatt and Quackity were… well, for lack of a nicer term, total dicks to him. They were openly antagonistic to the former president, banishing him and his younger brother from the very nation they fought and died for, which no doubt added to his crumbling mental state after L’manberg chose a new leader.

But maybe you could be different from Schlatt and Quackity. Honestly you had no desire to be cruel to Wilbur, though you would not put up with any of his BS, and honestly you hoped to have a neutral relationship with the man. So you decided right then that there was no harm in trying. Your smile brightened and you nodded and said to the blonde woman,

“You’re probably right, he just needs some time. Maybe after a few days he and I can have lunch and just talk. Clear the air between us. I’ve never been president before so I’m sure he’d be a great help in getting me better settled in!”

Niki was super glad you were being so chill about all of this. She knew you were the best choice for president. That’s probably why she’d voted for you. (yeah she’d heard your little speech and was really moved) But she’d never tell Wilbur that. He fully believed she’d voted for Coconut2020, and to be fair she had intended to until she was so moved by your speech. You had a way with words that just put the listener at ease.

“Yeah, I’m sure things will be alright,” Niki replied with a cheerful smile.

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You settled into being president pretty well all things considered. There wasn’t as much work as you were expecting there to be for a president. But perhaps your only frame of reference (the US president) was a bit different than your current job (l’manberg president). L’manberg was super small actually. Especially compared to the United States. Hell, Punz’ house was almost as big as L’manberg if you remember right. 

You’re glad there wasn’t much presidential work to do at that moment. Because you wouldn’t have had time to juggle that work plus going back to your village and packing up some of your stuff in your ender chest before telling the villagers (and azo) what actually happened while you were gone. Which had been an ordeal in itself. You felt bad for just leaving to a new place so out of the blue. But you felt obligated to complete the role of president given to you. You’d feel less obligated if there was some other option you felt safe passing the torch to. Someone not a child. That left out every minor on this server and Wilbur. 

Part of you considered Fundy and Niki for the job but another part of you doubted if they’d be able to handle it. Honestly they shouldn’t have to either. It’s no secret that being president is one of the most stressful jobs a person can have. Being in charge of the safety and well-being of a group of people is enough to turn anyone’s hair grey. Even if the group was just like 10 or so people like L’manberg had. You remember seeing a post about pictures at the start and end of American presidents’ time in office. And each president looked at least a decade older in each after picture. Complete with wrinkles and grey hair. Those happened in FOUR years! Their jobs were so stressful that they aged 10+ years in only 4 years.

You were pulled from your thoughts by Tommy practically shouting “We’re here!!” as you all made it over the hill that led to your village. The first thing you saw was the towering bamboo wall around the perimeter of the place. You’d been so in your own head that you’d actually forgotten about the two boys on either side of you. They’d insisted they accompany you to your village as ‘presidential bodyguards’ despite the fact you said you would be fine. They’d practically demanded to go, to ensure the ‘new prez’ didn’t get attacked on the journey. Amused and touched that they cared, you’d finally relented and let them come along. You’d only be gone a short while anyways. At least that’s what you told yourself. 

It didn’t take long to pack up everything you wanted to take with you to L’manberg. You put all the nice gifts the villagers gave you (as well as a couple of the banners you made) and some of the stuff you made and packed it away into a shulker box you pulled from the Creative inventory before picking up said box and putting it inside your ender chest. Then you just picked that chest up and tucked it safely in your inventory and you were basically done. With packing anyways.. You still had to talk to the villagers and let them know you had to move away for a while. But you doubted they’d be heartbroken or anything. Maybe bummed out but they’d understand. It’s not like they’d be lost without you. They’d been living in this world long before you showed up and they’d probably be here long after you left.

Then you were ringing the village bell. And like every time you did the villagers all poked their heads out from wherever they were to see who rang it and what was going on. And when they saw you they brightened and hurried over to see what was happening. They gathered around you and the bell, murmuring curiously between themselves. You sighed and cleared your throat, gathering their attention to you before you hesitated, not entirely sure what to say. Should you explain the entire story from start to finish? No, probably not. That would take a while and you felt like they’d get bored fast. But just blurting out that you were leaving felt too abrupt and blunt. Though your indecision ended up not mattering because Tubbo finally lost patience with the silence and just let the metaphorical cat out of the bag in his usual laid back candid way.

“Are you gonna tell them you’re moving away?”

Oh that caught the villagers’ attention and suddenly you were surrounded by displeased grunts and hums, like surround sound stereos. You sighed and confirmed yes, you were. So with the news out there you started explaining what happened the day before, or at least a shortened version of it. You mentioned how you’d gone to support Tommy, placing a hand on his shoulder as you said this. Then you said how you’d sorta advised everyone to vote for who they felt would lead them smartly, and how you guess they took that as you entering the presidential ring.. And finally how you’d won the election by some points and how you’d not wanted to reject their trust so you’d accepted the job…

“Reader is our new president!!” Tommy practically shouted, clearly excited. 

Though from the disgruntled murmurs from the villagers they didn’t seem happy.. But you told them it would be okay. You’d come and visit them as often as you could while juggling your new job. But even with that promise they didn’t seem happy. Your shoulders slumped a bit and without thinking you said,

“I’m not happy about having to leave the village and move away either. But I made a promise to the people of L’manberg, one I intend to keep.” 

Despite not feeling the best about this you were determined to keep your word.

“Besides, it’s not like I can just pack up the village and move you all next to L’manberg!” you said with a flippant wave of your hand.

But the idea didn’t sound too bad to the villagers. They basically worshipped you as their guardian deity. So if loading up all their possessions and hauling them to a new place meant they got to stay within reach of their deity then so be it. They’d still be living in squalor if it hadn’t been for your kindness and generosity, so they wanted to follow you wherever you went. Be it sunny skies, harsh rain, freezing snow. 

So they all made excited grunts and you blinked at them, catching on to their train of thought pretty fast. You shook your head, missing the confused looks the two teen boys were shooting between you and the villagers, and said they couldn’t follow you to L’manberg. Hearing this made the boys’ eyebrows shoot up and they started asking if the villagers wanted to come live in L’manberg. You sighed and said they seemed to, yes, but it wasn’t viable because there was nowhere for them to live! Moving them all on a spur of the moment thing would be reckless. Not only would the journey be very hard on them and take quite a while but there’s also no homes available for them in L’manberg. 

“We could make some houses for them if they want to move to L’manberg!” Tubbo said with a little grin, not seeing the issue with them coming over.

You rubbed a hand down your face, careful not to jostle your mask too much. But then you sighed and finally caved in. 

“Okay, you can all move next to L’manberg,” you began, but before they could cheer you cut them off with, “BUT! They can’t leave today. I refuse to let them take the whole long journey to L’manberg just so they can be homeless when they get there.”

You said you and some others (who you would pay) would build a new village next door to L’manberg for them. And once it was complete you would come back and help ferry them all over safely. But you might have to take them over in small groups to avoid hostile mobs and stuff. Though despite all the risks the villagers seemed quite happy with everything. So you pulled out your notebook, the same one you’d used when you first showed up to the village actually, and made a note to start construction on a new village to either the North or East of L’manberg. Or whatever side had better building room. But now that that all was settled you bid the villagers goodbye, saying you’d start construction as soon as possible.

With that out of the way you decided to pay a visit to Azo. You missed the adorable little piglin and hoped she was doing okay. Your boys followed you into the Nether, asking what you needed from there so badly. That made you pause and realize they’d never officially met Azo! You smiled down at them and said you’d sort of taken up guardianship of a little piglin girl who lost her parents. You’d expected questions and some comments but got nothing but silence in return, which left you feeling a bit confused. But when you glanced over at the boys you saw Tubbo looking lost in thought and Tommy looking mildly upset. This caused you to stop short, which made them pause and look back at you. 

“What’s wrong?” you couldn’t help but ask.

But they both waved you off, Tubbo with a soft ‘what do you mean?’ and Tommy with an almost harsh sounding  ‘nothing’, both of which didn’t sound the least bit convincing. So you tilted your head to the side and in a firmer (but still gentle) tone you asked again what was wrong. Tommy’s nose scrunched up and he crossed his arms, adamantly saying nothing and asking if you all could hurry up and see ‘this kid’ since you had to hurry back to L’manberg. Tubbo tried to piggyback off Tommy, his smile attempting to be brighter as he agreed, saying he wanted to meet your ‘new kid’. That’s when it hit you..

“Are you two upset that I adopted a kid?”

Tommy wasn’t very subtle with his feelings, his loud “WHAT?! NO!” didn’t convince you of his supposed ‘uncaring’ regarding the situation. Tubbo however reacted slower than his friend, like he was processing what you’d asked before he gave a laugh that sounded too stilted to be genuine and denied being upset, saying that was ridiculous. Tommy actually started walking away, heading in the direction you three had followed when you were together here last time, with the goatish brunet watching him anxiously. But you called for him to stop and come back, maybe a touch sterner than you’d wanted. But when the blond came back to you he refused to look at you, just scowling down at his feet. You felt your heart ache at the sight and let out a calm breath.

You wrapped one arm around the blond’s shoulders and the other around his back, pulling him into a comforting hug. You laid your cheek on the top of his mop of hair, glancing down at Tubbo who was shifting between watching you both and glancing away nervously. Without much thought you removed the hand holding Tommy’s back and instead used it to carefully tug the brunet boy into the hug. They just stood there at first, still and awkward almost. But once Tubbo wrapped his arms around your hips and Tommy’s back his blond friend quickly caved and sunk into your warmth, wrapping his arms around you both tightly, like he was afraid you’d both disappear. 

You took a breath and gently began to rock the two back and forth, missing how Tommy’s eyes pricked with hot tears as he heard your steady heartbeat against his ear. After a couple minutes of just standing there relaxed into the hug you said quietly but with as much emotion as you could put into it,

“Tommy, Tubbo, please talk to me. I can do many things, but reading minds is not one of them.”

You felt your shirt become warm and you frowned and hugged them tighter,

“If something is bothering you two, if you’re sad or upset or angry then you need to tell me so I can maybe do something to make you feel better. I never wanna see either of you upset, so please… talk to me?”

The air around you three was unintentionally heavy, only the sound of fire crackling nearby broke up the silence. It was killing you to remain quiet but you didn’t want to push them to speak. That would just make them clam up and possibly push you away. So you waited, just holding and rocking them as you did. And your eyes brightened when your patience was rewarded.

“.... Why’d you have to go and get a kid?”

You half expected for Tommy to be the one to break the silence, he was always so against the quiet. But no, instead it had been Tubbo who finally buckled and voiced his thoughts. You couldn’t help but ask what he meant. And he sort of stuttered over his words, not sounding exactly sure what he wanted to say before he got his thoughts and mouth to cooperate.

“I thought you already-.. I mean you have us.. Why’d you-..”

If your heart could physically break like glass then you knew after hearing that it would be in a hundred pieces on the floor. You couldn’t help but pull them closer and bury your face between theirs, unknowingly letting out a softened keening sound. 

“I want you both to listen, just because I take another child under my wing doesn’t mean I no longer care about you two. I don’t think I could ever stop caring about you. You’re my boys, and I-....” here is where you hesitated, not wanting so sound weird but you continued,

“If you both want… I mean since neither of you have one to my knowledge… I’d happily be your mom.”

Shy isn’t exactly how you’d describe the two boys you’d begun to care for, but there was no other word accurate enough to describe how they agreed to your offer to be their mom. Tubbo gave an almost meek, “alright, sure” while holding onto your waist and Tommy gave a long-suffering sigh while trying to discreetly wipe his eyes and said, “I guess you’re cool enough to be my mum. Barely though.” That caused you to let out a loud guffaw, your grip on them loosening enough to where you could ruffle the blond’s hair.

“Ohhhhh, Big man himself thinks I’M cool? Very high praise~”

The heavy atmosphere lightened and your laughter had the two boys laughing too. But then a sly grin took over your face and you chuckled. The sound alerted the boys of your mischievous mood and they looked up when you started talking.

“Well, now that you’ve accepted me as your mom I’m legally obligated to do all sorts of ‘Mom Stuff’, I hope you realize that. Like making sure you both eat things besides bread and meat, make sure you sleep regularly, and do the spit thing when you’ve got dirt on your face.”

They gave you a look that was a mixture of confusion and mild disgust, and Tommy couldn’t help but blurt out,

“What the fuck do you mean by ‘spit thing’??”

Unbeknownst to him, he’d activated your Mom Trap Card and your grin grew into a smirk and you raised your hand, casually commenting that he seemed to have a bit of dirt on his cheek, and then you licked your thumb and moved it towards his face. He shrieked and practically threw himself backwards to avoid your spit covered finger. But you still had your arm around his shoulders so he didn’t get far. He rapidly screamed out a verbal blur of ‘nonononoNONONO!’ that had Tubbo nearly doubling over, howling with laughter.

Though his laughter abruptly cut off with a gasp when Tommy escaped your hold, causing you to turn your sights on him. He let out a noise that sounded suspiciously like the bleat of a goat before turning and running from you. You just cackled and chased after him, your longer legs giving you the advantage. You caught up with him before he knew it and lifted him in a backwards hug. Now it was Tommy’s turn to laugh at Tubbo.

But you did let him down, without cleaning his face, and smiled down at the pair and said sincerely,

“All joking aside… I think you two would make a cool pair of big brothers..”

Tommy took that and ran with it, saying of COURSE he would be! He was practically Tubbo’s big brother already! Which just caused Tubbo to argue with him that uh, NO, he was older than Tommy! So HE was the older brother out of the two of them, if anything! And oh boy that caused them both to go back and forth, arguing about who was the ‘older brother’ between them. Tubbo insisted it was him because he was born first but Tommy insisted it was him because he was taller. You just shook your head and led the bickering duo down the familiar path to Azo’s little ‘house’ you built her. And as you reached the open area you saw her outside the house playing with a couple other baby piglins. But when she looked up and saw you she squealed happily and all but sprinted over to you. You made sure to bend down and hold your hands out to catch her. 

She was so excited to see you again that she totally missed the two boys standing at your sides. At least until she heard them and then she stiffened and stared down at Tubbo from her place in your arms. Neither boy really knew what to say so you decided to intervene and put out introductions. You tapped her hand and smiled down at her, helping her worry ease a bit.

“Azo, I missed you! I want to introduce you to my sons! This,” you gestured to Tubbo, “is Tubbo. And this,” you turned your head and pointed to the blond on the other side, “is Tommy. They’re both very nice. And they wanted to meet you!”

You turned so you and Azo were both facing the boys and saw them smiling genuinely. Relief flooded you, thinking they were actually glad to meet the little piglin, unaware the smiles were more stemming from the fact you’d called them your sons so easily.

But you saw the wariness still on Azo’s face and worried she’d not like her new brothers. Suddenly you got a bright idea and your smile widened as you spoke up and said, 

“Hey, don’t you two have a gift for Azo? Maybe something yellow and shiny~?”

Tubbo’s mouth dropped down into an ‘o’ as he realized what you meant. Then he elbowed Tommy and then pulled open his inventory and started looking through it. Tommy glared at him, moving his arm away after getting jabbed, but then his eyebrows raised when he saw his best friend pull out a gold ingot from his inventory. Then he understood what you meant and hurried to look through his inventory as well. Thankfully he did have some gold ingots leftover from when he was crafting golden apples.

Azo perked up when she saw the gold ingot Tubbo had taken from his inventory. And when he offered it to her she couldn’t hold back the happy snort she let out as she joyfully accepted it. You giggled at how she admired the saffron colored bar. And when Tommy extended his own gold ingot you laughed when Azo’s little tail began to swish back and forth in glee as she took that one too. She looked so cute as she admired her new items. You rubbed her back and said,

“See? They’re pretty nice, right? Why don’t we go have something to eat? And we can hang out.”

The tiny piglin seemed more than happy with that plan and snorted happily. You carried her towards the house, her little friends having long since scurried off. The teens behind you followed your lead, joining you in the house. You sat Azo down and suggested she show off her toys to Tubbo and Tommy, which she started doing gladly. The two played with her while you brewed some tea and crafted some cookies. Chilled rosehip tea and shortbread cookies were on the menu and after it was all done you laid it out on the table before calling them over. The boys were all too happy for the chilly drink, the cold giving them reprieve from the heat of the Nether. But Azo was shocked by the cold, not having experienced something like this before. It took a bit of explanation to get her to give it a try, and despite how it made her shiver she seemed to really like it. And cookies were always popular. So the plate was emptied in a flash.

As you sat with the three, listening to Tommy brag to Azo about how ‘cool and tough’ he was and how he’s practically a hero in the Overworld while Tubbo interjected with contradictions, you felt yourself smile serenely; truly happy where you were right then.

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an exhaustive list of things i love about “unsaid emily”:

- sad pretty-boy sings sad song prettily, and it ain’t more complex than that (i’m foolin’, it’s obviously more complex than that)

- the scene’s interest in doorways, starting with how julie producing the song is what gets her invited inside the patterson’s house in the first place and the way luke having to make the choice to follow her through amounts to him consenting to the plan to share it

- this subtle push-in on luke signifying that we’re entering his pov

- how the way the decor and luke & his mom fading into the scene reinforces the fact that we’re inside luke’s memory, incomplete and not perfectly accessible save for the broadest strokes and the way it felt to live it

- the stupid, sexy drama kingness of this turn toward the door + the breathy way he sings the line one of us running out

- no special thoughts, i just think this moment is neat

- the way the lyric then maybe time would not erase me really only makes sense as something ghost luke would write and joins the whole of “now or never” as some seriously ominous lyricizing for a totally alive seventeen-year-old, thus birthing my crackpot theory that luke is prescient, but in a lowkey and really unhelpful way. like, lyrics will pop into his brain and he’ll write them down because they feel right but he’s not about to look that gift horse in its mouth by actually unpacking these things, okay, he doesn’t know what clocks move forward / but we don’t get older, no is supposed to mean he’s just a vessel for the MUSIC, bro

- how freaking clever the lyrics and the words i most regret are the ones i never meant to leave / unsaid emily are, playing with and blurring the boundary between those two separate-but-connected lines (and, GOD, the way that adds to the scene’s whole thing with thresholds hOLD ON MAN i’m gonna need a minute.............)

- the fact that he checks his lyrics/music here while trying to play through the song, presumably for the first time, because it feels like such a realistic beat in the creative process

- how julie’s line ‘you’ve already said [what you’d say to your mom if she could hear you]’ deepens the meaning and tragedy behind the lyrics who’d be the first to break / guess we’re alike that way because of course luke never considered actually using “unsaid emily” as a tool for conversation between him and his mom. she’s rejected his music and he pours his heart and soul into that, always, so he’s probably convinced her feelings about it wouldn’t change even given that she’s the subject matter.

- the significance of them being on either side of a closed door here. for luke, it’s about not being sure how to reach his mom on her side of this conflict. for emily, it’s about the way she’s clutching onto a picture of luke (the frame is similar to the one julie acknowledges when she first comes into the patterson’s house, though i haven’t further proof that they’re the same photo), unwilling to let go of that frozen-in-time idea of who he should be as her son. ultimately, it’s her stubbornness, her refusal to acknowledge luke as an adult who can make his own choices, that keeps them on the opposite sides of this particular threshold.

- the way the studio door is wide open here in a way we rarely see it when rehearsals are in session because, in writing this song, luke is trying to process his feelings enough to bridge the gap between him and his mother. he’s leaving his door open, both to her and to the possibility that the song will give him the catharsis he seeks. and i absolutely love the detail that his ability to leave this door open hinges (heh) on all of his boys being there for him, supporting and encouraging him. backing him musically and emotionally.

- how him stepping through a threshold when his parents find out he’s died makes me go feral because this is what doorway imagery is all about people!!!! passing between life and death!! great, grand emotional transitions!!! add to that the way luke is currently stuck in the doorway of life and in imminent danger of stepping out completely and permanently and !?!!!? AHHH!!!!!!!!

- this pull-out signifying that we’re done with luke’s dissociative episode...ahem, sorry, i mean memories.

- lastly, julie’s whole gently shaming speech about luke being born to make music and how, even though i think ‘he was lucky’ is a bit of an insensitive point to put on the whole thing, seeing his parents agree to that fact is the last thing luke stays for because that’s it! he’s finally hearing what he’s needed to hear for the old wounds to start to heal.