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garciaasfluffypen · 1 day ago

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stop embarassing me! (she knows everything you're saying)

pairing: jemily x reader word count: 3k warnings: jj and emily find it very hot that you can speak italian, illusions to sexy times at the end request from this ask a/n: everything y/n says that's in italian is translated at the bottom of the post! that being said, everything was written with a translator so please excuse any errors. also, enjoy the lore drop ;)

your italian grandmother was in town, and you were quite literally going to shit your dick.

you had cleaned your apartment top to bottom roughly five times since the news that your grandmother was coming in the off chance she asked to stay at the dingy little place. granted, you hadn’t been there full time in months, but she didn’t know that. while you had a strained relationship with your father, you were very close with your nonna. she had been there for you through all the battles you had to fight against your father as a teenager, including all the battles where he didn’t want you to take care of your siblings simply because of who you were as a person. while he saw your life through facebook, that was the only access he got to you after you turned eighteen. you only kept that line available simply so he could see how your siblings were doing. and that was it. he had created such a big fuss when you came out the month before your 18th birthday that you decided you’d cut him off as much as you could. he tried to alienate you from the rest of your family, for pete’s sake. he didn’t get to know shit about you anymore.

the joke was on him, though, seeing as the rest of your family was cool with the idea of you being queer. granted, you hadn’t dropped the bomb about being polyamorous, but you figured with how well your support system in DC was going, it would be okay. you had told your little brothers about a month prior, and all they wanted to know about emily and jj was if they were treating you right. and obviously, when they could come meet them. your older brother was in the army, so it took a little longer to get a hold of him, but he promised to stop by DC whenever he had leave next so he could meet them.

but this? this was your grandmother. it was absolutely terrifying to think of losing her. she was one of your only relatives left that could fight for you, and even though she was in her seventies you were worried about losing her. if anything, you were worried that she’d lose you first, but you didn’t want to think about that or else you’d start spiraling. you stayed alive for not only yourself and your siblings, but for her too. and you would probably cry if she said anything that even insinuated that she’d leave you. either way, you figured that you’d introduce her to them before dropping the polyamory bomb. it worked, since hotch said you could give her and your two brothers a tour of quantico this weekend and everyone except for you had been called in for a mandatory paperwork weekend.

you met up with your brothers and nonna outside quantico, slipping into the italian you had shoved into the back of your brain easily. considering it was easier to speak italian with your grandmother since your dad had never really learned it, it was something you just naturally did whenever you were around her. you weren’t sure how the team was going to react to it, but you’d cross that bridge when you got there. you got them all visitors patches and explained all your favorite parts of the building, showing them every little nook and cranny that you loved to hide in when you didn’t want to talk to people except emily and jj. making your way up to the bullpen, you felt a jolt of nervousness flow through your system. you didn’t know how your team was going to react to them at all. they had known bits and pieces about your older brother, but you hadn’t told them about your two younger brothers. that was a can of worms you weren’t sure you wanted to open around them yet.

“nonna, before we go meet my team, they can be… they can be a little excitable.”

your nonna shrugged. “nothing i can’t handle. i raised your aunts and uncles.” she paused. “and unfortunately, your father.”

“you bring up a very good point. and don’t mind anything derek says. he doesn’t really have a filter.”

“is he the one who likes football?” your youngest brother, colin, looked up to you.

“yep. i’m sure he’d love to talk to you about it, depending on how far into the paperwork he is. and let me… let me handle the introductions, please. at least the first ones.”

“of course, sweets.”

jj was one of the first people to realize you had stepped into the bullpen, seeing you walk in from where she was making her third cup of coffee in the kitchen. she was about to come say hi to you, but then she heard it. that beautiful, mid morning husk that you had whenever you woke up late mixed with… was that italian? she had to grab onto the counter to stop her knees from buckling as you talked to who she only could assume was your grandmother, since you had been talking about her all week leading up to today. she wasn’t sure who the two younger boys were with you, but she was sure she’d find out shortly. the keurig beeped, shaking her out of her thoughts as she turned around to grab her coffee, a stirrer going in seconds later.

she felt a wave of want go through her body, and she had to physically stop herself from going over to you and ravishing you then and there in front of everyone you had spent the past five years working next to. she knew it was hot when emily spoke in other languages, but hearing you speak so fluently and so carefree, with that giant smile on your face? it was one of the hottest things she had ever seen you do. granted, a lot of the things you did were hot, but this? this took the cake. jj took some cool water from the sink and rubbed it on her cheeks, knowing all too well that her cheeks were most likely a crimson red from just thinking about you speaking in another language to her. you didn’t know much about that aspect of jj and emily yet, considering you only been exploring everything for a few months. she knew so much about emily, yet she felt like she didn’t know anything about you sometimes.

“you done coffee-ing that stirrer?” luke leaned up against the counter, a smirk on his face as he watched jj. “you’ve been stirring for five minutes.”

“have i?” jj let the stirrer go, watching it go around in the cup.

“you seem distracted, are you okay?”

“i… yeah.”

while luke knew the general aspects of your relationship with her and emily, she didn’t want to delve too much into it while on the clock. he knew there was more she wasn’t saying, but knew not to push too much. but that didn’t stop him from joking around about how hard she was very clearly simping for you in the middle of the office.

“are you gonna stare and gawk at your girlfriend or are you going to say hi?”

“i will, i just…”

luke smiled. “i see. go to the bathroom for a sec, i’ll cover you.”

jj scrunched her face as luke started laughing. “ew. you pervert.” she jokingly punched him in the arm. “it’s just… they speak italian.”

“okay… doesn't emily speak italian?”

“that’s different. she’s not… she’s not them.”

meanwhile, you had started to make your rounds, slowly introducing your nonna to your team. she found everyone quite charming, and it relaxed you quite a bit knowing that they all made a good impression. even hotch came out of his office, introducing himself and engaging in the conversations. it was nice, introducing one of the most important people in your life to your found family. the next part, however, was telling your nonna about emily and jj. colin seemed to catch on very quickly when he caught jj staring, but didn’t want to say anything in case your nonna didn’t know, but he would definitely be facetime you tomorrow to talk about it. the longer you talked with your team, the more you realized you were subconsciously searching for jj the whole time. emily was at her desk, but jj was nowhere to be found. which was unlike her, unless she had taken a late lunch. which would also be unlike her.

“y/n!” penelope’s voice carried through the bullpen as she walked out of the round table room, smiling and bringing you in for a hug the second she got next to you. “i thought you weren’t coming in today? and ms ruthie! it’s so lovely to see you again!”

you visibly relaxed at her touch, “hotch said i could show my nonna and brothers around today.”

“it’s lovely to see you again too, penelope. did you dye your hair?”

“i did. just filled my roots in a little bit.” penelope chuckled. “nothing too crazy, don’t worry nonna.”

emily stood up, a smile on her face as she walked over to introduce herself. “you said she was italian, right?”

“yep!”

“ciao signora, piacere di conoscerti!”

“she speaks italian?” your grandmother looked over to you, excitement in her eyes. “che emozione.”

“i do, i lived in italy as a teen.” emily smiled. “prentiss. emily. emily prentiss.” she held her hand out.

“è una da tenersi stretta, ed è anche carina!” your grandma raised her eyebrows at you. “she speaks italian!”

you couldn’t help but blush. “nonna! mi metti in imbarazzo.”

“oh hush, i’m not embarrassing you!”

“considerando che lei sa italiano, lei sa esattamente quello che dici, nonna.”

your other brother, justin, piped in. “y/n has a point, nonna. if her coworker knows italian she’ll understand everything you’re saying. you’re not very slick with that.”

“oh it’s okay,” emily chuckled. “it’s quite amusing.”

“let me not be rude,” your grandma turned to the rest of the team. “i’m ruthie. i practically raised y/n since she was a baby.”

“dang, sweet thing, i didn’t know you came with another language!” derek chuckled.

“derek the next thing that comes out of your mouth better be appropriate for my seventy six year old italian grandmother to hear.”

“i was going to ask if your girls knew about that, is all.”

you rolled your eyes, knowing that not at all what derek was about to say. “no, they don’t, but they’ll be meeting nonna this weekend if everything goes to plan.”

“who am i meeting?”

“le luci della mia vita, le ragazze che ho frequentato.” you couldn’t help but sheepishly smile as you caught emily’s eye. “one of them is right here, actually.”

emily wasn’t sure if the blush on her face was any indication of how she was feeling, but good god it was sending her into orbit hearing you talk in italian. over the five years they had known you, the fact you knew italian this whole time was the most surprising. there were bits and pieces that they had been able to get out of you, but you were pretty secretive about your life before joining the bau. penelope knew most, if not all of your story since you two had been friends since high school, but that was all she knew. besides the fact that you turned her on so easily. that was a given. she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as she watched you slowly try to explain to your nonna about how you were dating two girls, not just one. the way you took so much care in choosing your words, explaining everything as easily as you could… it was endearing.

she couldn’t take her eyes off of you, not until jj came to stand next to her, knuckles white as she seemingly held herself back. your face lit up as you saw jj, launching into another tangent to your nonna about how jj had been one of the first people to befriend you when you joined the team. within seconds, the two women started having a silent conversation with just their eyes. they both felt the same way, it seemed, and they were both going a bit feral over this new side of you. although emily did appear to be hiding it a bit better than jj was. emily nudged jj’s knee with her own, shooting her a smirk that could only be read by two people. you and jj. jj bit her lip, having to physically restrain herself once again as you seamlessly switched back into italian, your eyes lighting up as you explained the dynamics of the team to your nonna.

“so tell me again, who are you partnered with?”

“i go out in the field with either derek or matt.” you pointed to them individually. “matt’s role is unique, he also helps the IRT team so he comes and goes depending on if he’s needed internationally. we like to joke we split custody of him with the international team.”

“and the tall one?”

“reid? he’s the brains.” reid awkwardly waved from his desk. “he usually knows stuff that we don’t. kind of like how colin knows almost everything about football.”

“oh yes, that makes sense. and what about the lovely ladies?”

“well you know what pen does, tara and jj do a lot of the interviews with families, and i always say that emily’s job is to sit there and look pretty, but she usually goes out in the field and investigates with reid.”

“you all seem to be a well oiled machine,” ruthie started. “i’m glad you’re looking out for my y/n. they had a tough life growing up, it’s nice to know they’re supported here.”

“oh they’re a pleasure to work with,” rossi piped up. “a welcome addition to the team for sure.”

as your nonna conversed with the team, you couldn’t help but glance over to jj. you forgot how much she adored it when emily talked in italian, but hadn’t even considered the option of how she would react when she heard you speak italian. to you, emily appeared to be holding in her need for you relatively well. her cheeks were flushed, sure, but she was also in a turtleneck in the office where they blasted the heat the second it got below 60. jj on the other hand… jj looked like she needed a cold shower. you had to hold back a chuckle as you caught tara’s eyes, who also appeared to have clocked her reaction as well. jj’s jaw was slack as she stared at you, eyes filled with lust. while your grandmother was distracted, you took the moment to squeeze her hand lightly to see if she was okay. tara took the opportunity to close jj’s jaw for her, shooting you a small smile as she did so. emily had to hide a chuckle, covering her mouth with a hand as she nudged at the blonde. you locked eyes with jj, your eyebrows raising as she stared back at you, her gaze telling you everything you needed to know. you weren’t going to go all bratty on her here, since you hadn’t talked a whole lot about boundaries outside of the house, but you were tempted.

“i didn’t know you’d act this way, jayje. i would have done this way earlier if i had known.” you chuckled. “you got a thing for other languages?”

“only from you and em.”

you squeezed her hand, resisting the urge to kiss her. “i’ll make it up to you, i promise.”

tara, picking up on the mood shift between you two, suddenly stood up. “hey, i was gonna go grab a soda, do either of you want anything?”

“nah, i’m good. do you want anything?”

“i’m good too, thanks t.” you smiled at tara, waiting for her to leave before turning back to jj and emily. “i’m sorry i didn’t tell you guys sooner.”

“don’t be sorry, lovey, it never came up.” emily shrugged. “i will be using this information to my advantage, though.”

“what, so you can converse in secret in front of me?”

“mostly about christmas gifts, but yes.” you joined in on the joke, a sarcastic hint in your voice.

“your nonna is very sweet.”

“she is.” you smiled. “i’m sure she’ll love to talk about your time in italy this weekend when you guys come for dinner. she doesn’t know i’m not in the alexandria apartment anymore, i figured this would be the last hurrah before i ended the lease.” you shrugged. “if you guys don’t mind driving out there.”

“of course not, baby.” jj squeezed your hand. “are you coming home tonight, though? or are you staying at the apartment?”

you stared at jj for a second, your eyes narrowing. you crossed your arms in front of your chest before tapping your shoulder, eyebrows rising as if silently asking her are you in control? jj slightly nodded at you before tilting her head, waiting for your confirmation. you tapped your shoulder again in confirmation, making sure nobody in the vicinity besides emily had decoded your silent conversation.

“i’ll try. i’m not sure where my nonna is staying, but i’ll let you know.”

“i want you home by eleven.” jj’s eyes darkened, voice dropping slightly. “no later.”

before the conversation could take a turn, you felt a light hand on your back. turning to see justin, you smiled.

“what’s up?”

“nonna wants to know what the plan was, are we heading back to alexandria?”

“i uh… i was hoping to stay here, actually.” you tilted your head towards jj in silent explanation.

“does she know?”

“well, she understood the fact that emily and i were together, at least.” you chuckled as you caught your nonna talking to luke and tara. “not sure she picked up on jj’s obvious simping.”

“either way, it is a drive back to alexandra so if we want to go to dinner, we should go now.”

“you’re right, we should.” you turned back to emily and jj. “i’ll text you guys when i figure out where i’ll be tonight?”

jj narrowed her eyes at you with a devious smile on her face. “11pm, y/n. no later.”

with a chuckle, you stepped away, letting jj’s hand fall back to her side.

“i’ll do my best.” you smirked slightly. “we have dinner plans.”

translations:

nonna- grandmother

ciao signora, piacere di conoscerti- hello ma’am, nice to meet you!

che emozione.- how exciting

è una da tenersi stretta ed è anche carina! - she’s a keeper, she’s pretty too.

mi metti in imbarazzo- you’re embarrassing me

considerando che lei sa italiano, lei sa esattamente quello che dici, nonna.- considering she knows italian, she knows exactly what you're saying, grandma

le luci della mia vita, le ragazze che ho frequentato.- the lights of my life, the girls i've been dating

taglist: @jayden-prentiss @idkwhatever580 @multifandomlesbianic @softestqueeen @xx-spooky-little-vampire-xx

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wilcze-kudly · 1 day ago

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Something I've always loved about atla is how it handled scars, particularly Zuko's facial scar and Aang's lightning scar.

I've probably spoken before about how, as a burn victim with a ton of skin grafts on my legs, torso and hand, Zuko really was the first character "like me" that I saw on TV. It was, as you can guess, quite a momentous moment for kid me. Which is probably why I'm so disheartened on the live action show shrinking and toning down Zuko's scar significantly.

Too often scars, especially burn scars are seen as gore or body horror and too graphic to be seen on TV that isn't horror or related genres. And often scars, especially facial scars are reserved purely for villains and are used as a signifier for 'evil'. A trope that you'll find is still alive and kicking even today even in big franchises.

And while Zuko does reinforce this trope to some extent, I think it was subverted enough for it to have irs own merit. Atla also steers away from the scars=evil narrative, by having a lot of "good" characters have scars too like Bato and Song. This helps destigmatise scars as a whole, making Zuko's 'scarred villany' seem like a more individual case.

In Atla, scars are more the trademark of victims rather than villains and this rings true for Zuko too.

Zuko is a victim of the Fire Nation in the sense that the Fire Nation's values of war, strength and honour facilitated Ozai's abuse of him, particularly the scarring.

Zuko's scarring does follow a very established trope of a son being scarred by a father, which is surprisingly prevalent, especially with burn victims. Seriously I collect these men like pokemon. This tropiness isn't a bad thing, since I think it leads to us very quickly sympathising with him. I certainly did, since his experience mirrors my own.

The scene of Zuko's scarring is also particularly special, due to it being rather unique, because it isn't quick or an action scene, nor is it shown as an overly gory horror scene, despite it being, well, horrific.

It's... tasteful. Or at least, as tasteful as the scene of a child getting scarred by their father can be, I suppose. It doesn't linger on the violence, but also doesn't sugarcoat it. The scene of Zuko's scarring, and the events leading up to it also give us a good exposition to his better qualities, like his compassion, and a good explanation for why these qualities stay buried.

I can understand why some people in the fandom believe that Zuko's scar symbolises his 'worse side', but I actually believe its the opposite. Very often, when a character has a 'split down the middle' type of scar, their scarred side represents their worse half, like with Two Face from DC.

Because Zuko's scar doesn't symbolise his allegiance to the Fire Nation, it symbolises the fact that he failed to live up to the Fire Nation's standards. It's a physical reminder of the time Zuko actively defied the Fire Nation's standards and mindset.

We get a lot of nods to Zuko's scar aymbolising disgrace and failure to uphold ehat the Fire Nation expected of him. It's literally a physical blemish upon his 'honour'.

This is especially noticeable when Zuko's appearance is contrasted with Ozai, who exists as sort of the human stand in for the Fire Nation's imperialism. For most of the show, we are not shown any of Ozai's features, his face being obscured by shadow or out of frame.

We finally see Ozai's face, it's when Zuko is seeing hik for the first time in years. And Ozai looks so similar to Zuko. An unblemished, perfect, complete Zuko, so to speak. In Zuko's fever dream, where we see an unscarred Fire Lord version of Zuko, he looks exactly how I imagine a younger Ozai would look. I also love that Zuko's adult design seems to lean into this similarity.

Furthermore, Zuko's scar is used time and time again as a way he connects with victims of the Fire Nation. People who don't know him, like Song and Jet, assume him to be another victim of the Fire Nation, citing his scar as the reason why. Which is half true, Zuko is a victim of the Fire Nation, just not in the way they think.

Jet: I think Lee would make a good Freedom Fighter. He's just trying to find his way in the world, like us. Smellerbee: You don't know anything about him, Jet. Jet: I know he didn't get that scar from a waterbender.

One person who doesn't connect to Zuko over his burn scar is Katara. I love the scene of Katara and Zuko in the crystal catacombs. It's a profound scene and one that always makes me a bit emotional, especially in the wider context of atla, a subject I've touched on in this post.

However, the handling of Zuko's scar in this scene is especially dear to my heart. I strongly remember that, when Katara offered to heal Zuko's scar, I actually got scared and upset. I was terrified of Zuko's scar being erased, of the connection I felt to him snuffed out and one of the best parts of his characterisation being erased.

But that's not what happened, and the scene is amazing on that front and all others.

We learn that Katara asscociates Zuko's face with the Fire Nation, which makes sense, since he's been kinda clingy for the entire 1st season. Katara denies it having to do with anything with Zuko's scar.

Katara: It's just that for so long now, whenever I would imagine the face of the enemy, it was your face. Zuko: My face? I see. [He touches his scar.] Katara: No, no, that's-that's not what I mean.

The Katara lover in me believes her. As a a member of the Sothern Water Tribe, she probably has seen many burn victims. And her pursuing healing would also probably lead her down the route of normalising and understanding burn scars.

However, I would not be surprised or disconcerted if the scar did have something with Katara perceiving him as a villain. After all, to a lot of people, scars and "ugliness" denote moral ugliness. The very obvious fire asscociation probably doesn't help someone traumatised by the Fire Nation too. It is a sad fact of life that even those who know better subconsciously react to people with scars and other "deformities" with disgust and distrust.

We also see Zuko explicitly give us the rundown of his previously unspoken struggle with feeling like his scar is defining him as a person.

Zuko: It's okay. I used to think this scar marked me. The mark of the banished prince, cursed to chase the Avatar forever. But lately, I've realized I'm free to determine my own destiny, even if I'll never be free of my mark.

This is something I can relate to as someone with prominent scarring and I'm sure we all sometimes feel defined by things outside of our control. Sometimes It's hard to seperate your identity from your appearance. And it's even harder to seperate yourself from events that influenced you so harshly.

As I previously highlighted, Zuko's scar relates strongly to his failure to adhere to the Fire Nation's ideals and conventions, his failure to be the perfect prince of the nation. And while to us, that is a good thing, to Zuko, at least at first, that is a very, very bad thing.

To Zuko, the scar is a symbol of his flaws, and a just, if not harsh punishment for his percieved transgression. He sees it as a brand, denoting his mistake and shame. He sees it as the physical manifestation of what his banishment and scorn from Ozai means.

It's only when he begins growing as a person away from the Fire Nation's influnece, that he starts to realise that the scar is just a scar. It holds no power over him. And while he relapses for a moment, "demystifying" his scar allows him to do the same to the event of his scarring. It allows him to look back at that moment and not see righteous discipline, but rather see it for what it was and go "hey wait a minute that was actually fucked up.". Which allows him to look at The Fire Nation's conquest of the world and go "hey this is also fucked up.", when the lessons he's learnt in the Earth kingdom finally click.

I believe this is why we see Zuko almost purely from the side of his scar in the scene where he confronts Ozai, especially when it's contrasted with Ozai's unscarred eyes.

Zuko's scar, like many scars in fiction, symbolises imperfection. But rather than an "objective" imperfection, as most fictional scars do, Zuko's scar symbolises his imperfection through the skewed and biased eyes of the Fire Nation. It's a nice subversion of the trope that usually encourages us to equate beauty with goodness and ugliness with evil.

Side note, I know I've been using the terms "ugly" and "ugliness" to talk about scars. I just wanted to note that I don't think scars automatically mean someone isn't attractive/scarred people are ugly. But in a lot of media, scars are seen as gross and ugly, which is why I've been using these terms.

I like that Zuko defies this trope by being drawn as very attractive with his scar, and even being seen as desireable in canon.

Even though it does loop back to the 'attractive=good' symbolism, I don't think it totally invalidates the story Zuko's scar is telling. Plus it WAS an ego boost to child year old me who thought no one whould ever love me bcs I looked like a burnt chicken nugget. So I'll let it slide.

I love Zuko's scar, and I love how it seamlessly fit into the story, while also subverting tropes and invalidating stigmas towards scarred people. It's probably one of my favourite, if not very personal aspects of the character.

I do however, also want to analyse and go over Aang's scar from Azula's lightning and I plan to go over it at a later date, since this post is getting a bit long and overwhelming.

Toodles!

#natla directors WHEN I GET YOU #i think zuko is in many ways overrated but his scar and how it is incorporated into his story is not #one day ill bitch about the “katara should have kept the scars from aang” take lol #but that's for the “petty quill” days #prince zuko #atla zuko #zuko avatar #zuko #avatar #fire lord ozai #atla ozai #ozai #atla #avatar: the last airbender #the last airbender #avatar the last airbender #fire nation #jet #katara

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erthling91 · 24 hours ago

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I would honestly love to be studied on this tbh cuz as an Autistic adult with C-PTSD I have a weird relationship with my Cortisol levels and Adrenal output. Rather than becoming less senstive to Cortisol I am hypersensitive to it AND produce too much, but my Adrenaline & Cortisol levels are hugely variable between stress events and I can never predict when the C-PTSD is going to actually BE triggered until it happens, tho after the fact I can tell you what happened. The other night I spent 45 minutes(broken into several shorter chunks, I'm adding them up) wracked with sobs on the floor because of a VERY minor and inconsequential social interaction on Twitch but when I almost got hit by a car yesterday I had no reaction at all except elation I was alive and anger that the driver disrespected my right to cross at a lighted crosswalk safely. And I think do know psychologically why that is, in theory.

The guy in the car just wanted to drive. It wasn't personal. He doesn't know I am a consummate Good Pedestrian as a deeply-embedded Personality Trait and we will probably never cross paths again. When I am walking in public I am ALWAYS prepared to have this anonymous interaction with people, because I have walked long distances to get places my entire life with the knowledge of cars being dangerous. The Twitch interact however was with someone I felt I had a bond with, and I was not prepared to be protecting myself. I have surrounded myself with so many neurodivergent people who I trust not to hurt me that I am now more vulnerable to "Perceived Social Danger" than ever before and that is the line. My C-PTSD is triggered by things that are personal, directed at me specifically by someone I expect to have a specific opinion of me based on time spent together. When I feel the severing of that connection my body acts like I am dying. I quite literally felt like I was having a heart attack and had to lay on the floor, because a Moderator friend jokingly used Mod Powers to "Timeout" a handful of people including myself. I had to get through 4 distinct "waves" of Cortical increase and Adrenal dumping, while crying and gasping on the floor. I was attempting to ground myself with music, tea, positive social interaction with other friends who witnessed the exchange and offered support without question, and a constant reminder to myself that I am safe and that the person who Timed me would not have wanted to hurt me if they had known it would do so. It worked, I am recovered, and now I am back in that social space with no re-triggering. I would LOVE to know what the science behind all of that processing looks like on a chemical level

big fan of characters who have it all under control when theyre put in situations but no idea how to be like a regular guy doing regular stuff when all is said and done.

#personal addition to a post

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dreamingsnowflake2013 · 1 day ago

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After eons of years, Bingyi and Ying Long have found a way to make a dragon baby! They are finally joined again inside ZYC and YL's bone is the only thing that keeps him alive, so he gave him a second life, giving a piece of himself, his bone, blood and the rest of his soul, not only to Bingyi but to his descendant, as well. It's not even subtle. Theirs is truly a love story across space and time.

Let me get this straight, Bingyi extracted a drop of his blood and infused it into a bone from his boyfriend's dying body, attached it to the bone he had given him, and enshrined it in his family's tomb?! This is a married behaviour, basically giving him posthumously husband status. You don't bury your friend's remains in your sepulchre.

Also, the only things that were remaining in the world from both of them were BY's drops of blood, which had been hidden in two different places, literally in two different world - Bingyi's own, who became human, in the human world, and BY's carrying Ying Long's soul in the Wilderness, and now they mate together through ZYC! After 100,000+ years, they are finally together again.

ZYC, a demon slayer and a great demon now (which, as we've learnt from Bingyi's and Ying Long's story, one doesn't exclude or negate the other) bows in front of his father's YL's grave is so poignant and beautiful, giving him the finally honour a saviour of the world and the person his ancestor loved so dearly deserves.

Two greatest demons who have ever walked the universe connecting over and being utter suckers for the Bingyi men and their softness. The way ZYZ says it is so affectionate.

#fangs of fortune #hou minghao #tian jiarui #neo hou #cdrama

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sulumuns-dootah · 2 days ago

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Assigning WHB demons plants/flowers based off the vibes: Abyssos

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A/N: I think I need to start attending some botany classes again bc from the way these post are turning into me rambling about plants i can tell I miss it :D

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Nepenthes rajah

I don't think this plant has a common name, but if it did it would be smth like Rat/Mouse eating pitcher plant

Bc that's exactly what the plant does

It's just big enough for the small rodent to climb into and never see the light of day again

This also probably explains why I picked it for Beel

I mean, he literally eats angels whole

(I find pitcher plants really cool bc they're literally just a pitchers filled with digestive fluid, but they're not necessary carnivorous - some life off of animal droppings or insects)

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Venus flytrap - Dionaea muscipula

At first i was gonna include maybe some other pitcher plant or completely different plant...

But then again, Bael is literally catching the King of flies on daily basis

Idk why, but looking at pics of the open leaves is really calming to me

Having them is kinda cool bc sometimes you just walk past and see one of their leaves closed bc it caught a fly and you'll feel kinda proud of your little baby for catching something

From my experience they don't close when you give them dead one, though

They might also be a bit harder to keep alive...

Mine made it few months, but then bloomed and died shortly after I cut the flower off (similar thing also happened to my friend who specialises in succulents and carnivorous plants so I don't think I did anything wrong)

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Poison Ivy - Toxicodendron

At first I was thinking I'll give Stolas something bird-named, but I really wantd somethinig that looks harmless, and the moment you mess with, you're in for a lot of pain

And this plant baby delivers

I've never had the misfortune of meeting it, but I haver heard the stories

For those who don't know: Contanct wiht the plant gives you a nasty rash, sometimes with some blisters

Interestingly, looking it up on wikipedia, there's even what would happen if you smoked or eaten it....

As if you'd wanna do that after getting a rash just touching that thing

(You skin is pretty much reacting to the oil on the leaves, so after you come to contact make sure to wash it off or you'll spread it on other things too)

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Hypoestes

I can only talk about this moody beauty from experience since there isn't much info online

From what I've found there's about 150 scpecies in this family

Doesn't require much sunlight, but needs water

And oh boy, the amount of water...

The reason why I picked this plant for Amon is how easy it is for the leaves to start drooping

Just like him being constantly tired

But oh boy, the drooping... One minute she looks good and then two minutes later she's on the verge of death

It's not good to have planters just sitting in water bc of the risk of mold, but this one might just need it

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Common Ivy - Hedera Helix

Originally I wanted to go again with a plant based off his animal form, but then while writing for Amon, I saw normal Ivy

The ultimate Dark Academia plant that looks so good growing around anything

It's perfect for a demon they sometimes call Class President

I really love Common Ivy bc of how much you can use her for

Amazing use for Ivy is putting her into floral arrangements and the amazing thing is that it'll mostly keep its color as long as it's not left out in the rain or your glue gun set on too high temperature

Fun fact: The leaves of the plant are different on normal branches from the branches with a flower

#what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad?#whb beelzebub #whb bael #whb stolas #whb naberius #whb amon #I just need to make it through a year or so of accounting studies and then I can apply to study botany at a college ^^

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ggardengirl · 2 days ago

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‪i don’t think we talk enough about how this was genuinely so evil and fucked up of jeff to say. especially since he read shauna’s journals years ago, which was a huge violation of privacy, and then literally never talked about it with shauna.

like, put yourself in jeff’s shoes:

can you imagine reading about your wife’s teen pregnancy while stranded in the wilderness that ended with a traumatic and painful birth that nearly killed her, and the dream she had between workds where he had survived, and she was so overcome with love for this child, then dream that her teammates murdered and ate her baby, only to wake up and find that he had never been alive in the first place—and not ONCE thinking that was something you might want to talk about with her???

can you imagine knowing all that, and then making her carry that grief and trauma alone for years, when you know you could shoulder it with her? when you know that he was your baby too, and that your wife deserves more than to carry the burden of that loss by herself?

and can you imagine then weilding that trauma against her with a sentence that can only be described as emotional and psychological warfare, and watching her deflate but saying nothing about it, even though SHE KNOWS YOU KNOW because, oh yeah—you had to confess to reading her journals when you confessed to using the information you learned about her deepest darkest shameful secret to blackmail her friends, just to keep your stupid, shitty furniture store in business??

and then can you imagine taking away your wife’s agency and the opportunity for her to be honest with her daughter by telling said daughter (whom she still gave birth to, btw, even after all That, because she felt so much guilt about losing her first baby and she wanted to make your annoying ass happy) about the son she lost in childbirth and how your daughter’s mom just “sooooo fucked up” because of it, while STILL NEVER EVER HAVING TALKED ABOUT IT WITH YOUR WIFE???

like that is serious villian shit!!! if you would do that to someone you claim to love, you are a bad partner and a bad person!!! zero exceptions—not even for “himbos” and who say one funny thing about there being no book club because they were too dumb to pick up on such an obvious fucking lie, and then are revered by fans everywhere for that!! not even for losers who’s sexual fantasy is their fuckass failing furniture having customers for once!!

jeff sadecki you will never be famous!!!

in conclusion, shauna AND callie both deserve to kill him in season 3, taking turns with the knife, making it nice and fucking slow.

#fuck jeff sadecki all my homies hate jeff sadecki #i loathe him #he needs to be put down #stabbed and quartered and served for thanksgiving dinner #head on a spike with an apple in his awful mouth like a roast pig #anyway #gif is by wiskayokgifs on twitter!#yellowjackets #shauna shipman #jeff sadecki #yellowjackets meta #musings #shauna gifs

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moonyswife · 1 day ago

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leo valdez x fem!reader boyfriend headcanons

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author's note: i´m so sorry for being so absent, but college is kicking my ass right now, i´ve been trying to write more, thanks for reading.

oooo he’s so smitten

warmest boy alive

holding hands with him during winter is heavenly,

but during summer, hothothothothothot

there never would be a dull moment in your life with him in it

so fun to be around

so silly

but so smart

you could be talking about something stupid, and he would just comment the most interesting, unknown fact

he would always trying to get a smile on your face

willing to play the jester just to hear you laugh

he’s up to do anything

literally anything, just for the plot

gift giving is his love language

he makes little trinkets

even jewelry

and just surprises you with them, no reason at all, just expressing his love

loyal asf

he’s such a funny guy you forget how powerful he really is

not a fighter, but a joker

tbh such untreated trauma (like all the demigods)

he says he’s a ladies man

but only ever dated you

he’s always put walls up

hiding himself in his humor

you'd be the only one to break through his walls and see his true self

because he knows you won't judge him

he’s so insecure about himself

but he feels so safe around

he can truly be himself

and the other way around

he’s such a safe, warm, kind person

you can truly be yourself around him

and he’ll love you anyway

#pjo #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez #heroes of olympus #leo valdez x you

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sepublic · 1 hour ago

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Manny Noceda Haunting the Narrative

We all speak of Caleb haunting the narrative, but what of Manny? Perhaps haunting isn’t the exact right word here, for its foreboding connotations; But he’s ultimately an unseen, unheard ghost whose influence can be felt. Whose absence is there, more clearly than others to be honest because we know that Luz had to have a father, it’s not ambiguous for witches like it is for humans.

From the very first scene, we have to wonder where Manny is if he’s not present during Luz’s conference but Camila is; He’s not even present for Luz to be sent off. He’s not mentioned or acknowledged.

But we have the book he gave Luz, the one that Luz is drawn back towards, and it’s what leads her to the Boiling Isles, and motivates her to stay there for her own sake. It’s what motivates Luz to think of herself, when by the second half of the show she begins to refuse that option as inherently selfish.

If Homesick had aired during S1B, we’d have gotten a glimpse of Manny, but specifically, curiously faceless; Until then, Luz sees a parental figure deteriorating from an incurable illness and is obsessed with handling it, offering medical advice to Eda at one point.

And in Yesterday’s Lie, there’s still no Manny or mention of him, but we see glimpses of his body without the face. And then finally, finally we get Reaching Out and realize; He died. There was no divorce, it’s not that Manny is dead to mother and daughter, only literally. He’s still very much alive to them, Luz is worried about paying tribute to him in that episode.

Camila mourns the loss of Manny, someone who was always better at her about being a weirdo, and without him she feels lost, falls back into what society demands of her, and in doing so hurts their daughter. She mourns that she misses him, but Camila can’t depend on Manny to be what Luz needs her to be; She’ll be Manny, for Luz but also herself too. And Luz herself struggles to be the unapologetic Manny as well, and must do it for herself especially.

It’s the way Manny recontextualizes everything about the Nocedas. It’s the way he haunts the narrative himself, because we noticed, we had to, we had to ask where he was. Why is he not there for Luz or Camila, would he support her, is Camila also struggling from his absence? We don’t need his face or voice or an outright flashback to feel and appreciate Manny’s influence (Though I would’ve loved one).

And in a way, it’s like Dana Terrace’s own father is doing the same; With it being confirmed that Dana’s dad gave her a copy of Pokémon Red before he died, you understand perfectly that Luz is Dana, Manny is her father. Dana still likes Pokémon to this day, she’s done crossover art with Pokémon and her own show.

When it came out, Pokemon was targeted by Evangelicals as evil, it was absurd; And we see the Conformatorium perform similar absurdities in the same first episode where Luz is shown to hold onto her father’s last gift, and her fight with the Conformatorium is her fight with the system that made Luz feel ashamed of Manny’s gift and the profound impact it had on her.

The villain of the show manipulates Luz and makes her think she’s just like him, something Luz acknowledges means being a selfish, destructive force; Unsurprisingly, the villain is a Puritan, the ancestor of evangelicals, who agrees on the similarities but not on these things being evil.

And between Caleb and Manny, perhaps Caleb is defined incorrectly when it comes to how he influences things. Because Caleb does not really motivate Belos, Belos always wanted to be a witch hunter before he could claim to be betrayed by Caleb, he did it for himself. He made Grimwalkers but still continues the harm unto and through them that Caleb stood against. Caleb failed to do anything with Belos, tbh, and all that is passed on are empty genes that a racist would obsess over, but never the spirit as Luz did with Manny.

But what about Caleb’s child? Manny is defined as a father to Luz. What about someone Caleb was a father to as well? His unborn child, the ancestor of Eda. Caleb was a wood carver who loved Flapjack, and the Clawthornes had a tradition of carving Palismen. Could it not be implied that Evelyn carried on his unseen and unheard, yet felt love to their child, born after the death? And this love for the isles and magic and Palismen was passed all the way down to Dell, and then Eda.

And it’s Eda who helps Luz, another human, embrace her love for the isles and magic and Palismen. Evelyn’s descendant helps another human. Luz sees Eda in Manny, she’s his successor as someone who’s present for Luz when Camila can’t always be. Eda loves wild magic and her Palisman, gives Owlbert more autonomy than other witches, and helps the Bat Queen arrange Palismen to find new partners. And what goes around comes around when Caleb’s contribution to Palismen, started by Flapjack, helps Flapjack find a new friend and set in motion events that would lead to the Clawthornes’ injustice being rectified.

I’ve seen people argue that Hunter being with Willow makes him a copy of Caleb, but in addition to Hunter’s arc being him not caring what he does or doesn’t resemble… I think maybe the true parallel to Caleb and Evelyn is Manny and Camila; Both came to Gravesfield, the father was a weirdo with an open mind. He died, the mother mourned, but he passed on something to a child, who would eventually pass it on to Luz herself as both stories and families converge.

So Evelyn and Caleb’s child haunts the narrative; They’re Luz in a sense. Manny haunts the narrative too, since the start. He is Caleb, and so he is Eda who carries that spirit. And he is Eda because she carries the spirit for Luz. Manny is Dana Terrace’s own father, who inspired her to keep being a weirdo, which led to this show. So not only is Manny more important to the narrative’s framing and focus as the main character’s father, whose absence motivates both a disconnect between mother and daughter that leads Luz to the isles, but also motivates Luz to stay?

In a way, Manny represents the father of the series, the father of the show that reflects Dana’s own experiences and beliefs. One could say he haunts Dana’s own life, except… Perhaps the word ‘haunt’ is incorrect. Because it has a negative connotation. Perhaps the word is Inspire; Manny may be dead, we may know little of Mr. Terrace or Manny himself. But we can say that Manny lived, because of his impact, his life had meaning and it always will. Something is in motion, so we all know and understand ask what, or who set it that way.

#The Owl House #Manny Noceda #Luz Noceda #Camila Noceda #Dana Terrace #Meta

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fuji09 · 2 days ago

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Stiles Stilinski isn't as... UNCARING as you think.

Part 1 of my "[character] isn't as..." series.

There are many things Stiles has said that gets used against him. Stiles uses humor and sarcasm as coping mechanisms.

We all know he has severe trauma like:

Losing his mom to an illness that made her not herself anymore and think her own son was trying to hurt her as she slowly wasted away.

Being physically attacked by his mom during a moment where she swore he wasn't her son and was trying to hurt her.

He watched her die in her hospital room while alone with her because his dad had to work.

The constant fear of losing his dad and trying to control anything he can, like what his dad eats to try to keep him healthy and alive for a long time.

The constant fear of losing his dad while he's on the job so he listens in on his dad's police calls, not only to be nosy but to know what his dad is dealing with and if he's in danger.

Living with his dad drinking too much after his mom dies and feeling like everything is his fault.

Seeing a dead body and thinking it was his dad for a minute until the sheriff finally appeared.

The constant fear of losing his only best friend Scott.

The fear in the back of his mind that he might get the illness that killed his mother.

Almost being killed by Scott multiple times when he first turned. (Not bashing Scott, just stating a fact)

Almost having to cut off Derek's arm.

His relationship with his dad slowly deteriorating because he has to lie and keep the secret about the supernatural, not only to protect Scott and Derek, but to try to keep his dad safe.

Finding Lydia bitten by Peter and when he tries to help her, Peter won't allow it and forces Stiles to go with him (abducting Stiles) to use him to find Derek.

Having Chris shove him against the wall and antagonizing him and Stiles mouths off about how the Argents killed Derek's family.

Being paralyzed twice by the Kanima and the first time it happened he was having to see and listen to a guy slowly die by being crushed by a car lift that his jeep is on.

Holding Derek up in the pool for 2 hours when Derek was paralyzed.

Almost drowning with Derek in the pool.

Erica bashing him on the head with a part from his jeep and he wakes up in a dumpster.

Feeling guilty when his dad is forced to stop being sheriff for a while because of all the supernatural shit which made him look incompetent.

Having to punch Derek awake multiple times.

Constantly harassed by Mr. Harris during class.

Abducted by Gerald and taken to the Argents basement where Erica and Boys are being tortured. Gerard beats the shit out of Stiles.

Almost losing his dad to the Darach.

Trying to keep Cora alive while she's dying from mistletoe poisoning.

Having reality slowly slip away from him, not knowing whether he's asleep or not, and having night terrors.

Thinking he got the illness that killed his mom (he literally had to live for a bit thinking he was going to die within a few years!) when it was really the nogitsune.

Being chipped away at and possessed by the nogitsune.

Living with the knowledge of what really happened with Scott's dad leaving and never telling Scott.

Committing himself to Eichen House to try to keep his loved ones safe but putting himself in danger and in a very toxic environment.

Being put into solitary confinement and sedated when he was trying to stay awake to keep the nogitsune from getting full control.

His first time having sex and it's not even really him doing it but the nogitsune, so he didn't really get to truly consent.

Almost having a hole drilled into his head in the Eichen House basement by his roommate.

Having guns and various weapons pointed at him.

Thinking Derek is dead multiple times.

Seeing multiple dead bodies.

Being infected during their SATs with some unknown illness.

Having a gun shoved against his forehead as his teacher counts to 3, saying if he doesn't tell him where his friends are he's going to pull the trigger and kill Stiles. Stiles stands there refusing to give in.

Stiles' teacher was shot right in front of him, blood splattered on his face and he thinks for a moment that he was shot. Then he sees Scott's dad who killed the teacher.

Taken hostage with Lydia by the Eichen House orderly Brunski and tied up in the basement and was almost murdered.

Stiles seeing Derek is dying in Mexico and he wants to stay with him but Derek insists he go save Scott, Stiles is trying to choose which to do but Derek tells him to go so he does, knowing Derek will be dead before he gets back.

Donovan attacking Stiles in the school parking lot and bites his shoulder. Then chases Stiles into the school library, trying to kill him and threatening to kill the sheriff once he's done with Stiles.

Stiles accidentally killing Donovan. It wasn't even self defense, it was an accident. Stiles pulled a clip to release polls to keep Donovan away from him but ended up with Donovan getting impaled.

Feeling guilty and scared about Donovan's death and worried someone will find out.

Theo blacking mailing Stiles.

Feeling like his worst fear of losing Scott was happening during the confrontation when Scott thought Stiles murdered Donovan and Stiles thought Scott saw his self-defense (technically accident) as murder.

Almost losing his dad when he was shot.

Being forgotten by everyone because he was taken by the Ghost Riders. Which was made even worse by him calling Scott and Scott had no idea who Stiles was and then Stiles finds his dad, thinks for a moment his dad remembers him, then his dad asks him who he is.

Being stuck where the Ghost Riders took him, some train station, and he's stuck with Peter.

Being shot in the foot.

I'm sure there's more I'm forgetting, but clearly Stiles has been through way too much in such a short period of time.

Stiles cares, he cares deeply, kinda to the point of too much. He neglects himself, his wants and needs, to take care of his loved ones. The guy would literally die for his dad, Scott, and Derek.

He lets himself hurt to protect his friends, he goes into fights when he is a human who has no powers but he doesn't hesitate to fight with his friends. He never tells Scott about Gerard kidnapping him and hurting him because he refused to be a message to Scott.

Stiles jokes about killing or letting Jackson, Derek, and Peter die. He doesn't actually mean it (except maybe a tiny bit with Peter, which is fair). He doesn't want anyone to die. He doesn't want to actually kill anyone. He jokes and is sarcastic as a coping mechanism.

He also keeps everyone at arm's length. Even his dad and Scott. He's got abandonment issues and he protects himself by not letting anyone in too much. He talks a lot but he doesn't actually say much. Gives the illusion that's he's an open person but he's really not.

Stiles says inconsiderate things, yes that is true. But what better way to keep people from getting too close than being a dick sometimes? Stiles isn't an asshole, but he can and does act like an asshole sometimes.

With his loved ones, he's loyal af too. Even when he doesn't agree with the plan, he stays loyal. Stiles cares a lot about the people he loves. He wants to protect them and keep them safe. He may not care about everywhere, which is fair, but he does his best to protect people. He will even stand in front of werewolves to try to protect them even though he is the squishy human.

Stiles has a lot of feelings that he shows, but he also has a lot of feelings that he doesn't show. He puts everyone's feelings before his own.

Stiles seems to always feel guilty about something. Usually stuff dealing with his mom or dad.

I see people saying how callous Stiles is but he's really not. Yes, he can be cruel if he wants to be, if someone really hurts him, but he isn't an uncaring person. He's a pretty sensitive guy who puts on an uncaring front.

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aicosu · 24 hours ago

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Hey, just saw your post about Veilguard - do you mind me asking what it is that put you off? Thanks!

I can start by saying I've not played it. I'm not going to at this point. But basically, every cutscene and dialogue option and plot point I've watched. And for those of you that don't remember I was hugely critical of Inquisition despite my love for it. And I downright hated Trespasser. So this shouldnt be shocking.

And its a lot of stuff I dont like. I can make a short list of major things below, obvious spoilers.

Please dont read this if it will make you angry okay? This is a lot of angry ranting.

1. I said this with inquisition and trespassers but veilguard seals my hatred for the decision to center the entire plot of ripping apart the dalish culture and religion. I'm sorry I just don't think this is compelling. It's icky to create an oppressed and marginalized race with parallels to most indigenous cultures in the real world, and basically call them wrong and stupid for clinging to their culture and history. I don't care that validating the Enuvanris existance means also invalidating the maker and the tevinter reiligions too, or even the dwarven: the game centers this narrative on the DALISH. The entire implication that its their fault all along or they sold themselves into a cult and slavery is gross. The game could have easily done this but centered it around the Maker. Andraste as the blight corrupted crazy deity or spirit whatever the fuck. Makes more sense with how much Chantry has been shoved down our throats since origins, and given how much wider spread it is after literal genocides of the dalish, qun, etc it would just mean a lot more to target the oppressors/majority religion directly. And look listen, I'm a pretty hardcore athiest and even anti thiest. I hate all religions, I find stories about dismantling religion compelling but to couch it histories of marginalized people like... its just not great. Not to mention twisting their gods into systematic greedy people or shoving their "bestest god" into a human woman and trying to make her prostheltize at me. I don't like it!

2. I get why old decisions dont matter. The world is too big, sure. I dont mind that at all, actually, even with all the problems, it gives people invested in those choices. Im happy to accept it. But then... make the actual plot less beholden to it. Why bring in cameos at all, then? Fuck man set it 50 or 80 years later. But if you cant cause everyone wants closure in the DA fandom then give us closure. If not personal closure with wardens and hawkes and etc cause its all too variant — lore closure. We arent going to talk about how darkspawn were thinking and talking? Blight was always just a random elvhen weapon? What apparent the tevinter magisters then? What about the architect? What about the idea of darkspawn becoming their own race and culture? What about the old gods themselves they were just always enuvanris? How do magisters actually feel about that? Why did those who worshipped corypheous or the black church follow Elvhen gods, their most oppressed and hated enemy aside from the qunari?

Speaking of, what about all of us who wanted to confront Minrathous and Tevine for the atrocities we've built up about it for 3 games. Slavery? Off screen solved before we get there? Dorian fixed it all? I had a heated debate with Dorian about him saying how slavery wasnt all that bad "They like being slaves!" And so many conversations with Fenris about how horrible it is. Rape and murder and submission? We don't as players get to finally confront that?

How about red lyrium being sentient. How about it being a tool the elvhen then used to murder titans, but not its alive and unstoppable? How can anything be unblighted? Because plot?

What of the calling? What of it really? What of those in The Calling who were unblighted? nothing?

Not even a deep conversation about the murky ethics of liberation/slavery when it comes to the Antivan crows stealing children? I'm to forget that?

How about anything all to do with the Qun? How about that burnt in memory I have of Saarabas immolating himself in service to not just the system of his culture but his belief in his faith. We're writing him off as a terrorist and not as an example of the Qun? Lets be really real; they have been retconning the Qun every game till now them being a fully gender and sexual accepting society.

How about the changes of mages vs templars if and maybe they walk free now? As if that entire conflict wasnt the brewing boiling point for three games?

What about the elvhen rebellion they so rightly started after centuries or murder and racism? Can we stop pretending that rebellion isnt an act of violence and has to be? Can we stop erasing the idea that systemical upheavel can be anything other than radical? Hello? Anders is one the phone asking for you?

How about that ending, the veil isn't even torn? Spirits don't walk the earth as intended. Why not solas' plan? Why not restore order. Why not join or dissuade him as he asked us to in trespasser?

It just all feels washed off, Thedas. I'm allowed to be angry and upset that they spanned all of these topics and asked me to engage with them on a deep ethical and moral grounds only to never mention them again. I dont think making your player base feel stupid for caring is great.

3. On personal levels, Solas has been ooc since trepasser. And frankly, the explanation of his relationship with Mythal is disgusting. Made the first slave and turned from his true nature into a tool of war—and reaffirming his subservance by making it that only Mythal could stop him? How is that not a toxic dynamic, and they fram it as loving and romantic? Imagine them trying that Fenris who can only be talked down by Danerous. Come on. It should have been Lavellan — or it really should have been not at all. Let him. The devs want to destory Thedas and start over? Let solas reset time and recreate the earth and tear is all down and erase most of the history. Do it you cowards. Give me an unrecognizable DA5 where spirits and mages rule and the elvhen thrive and war with each other. Give me slaved humans and a topsy turvy all that changes remains the same reality. Why not if you want to illuminti titan everything anyway.

4. I dont believe in the veilguard, I should have a choice not to. I should have a reason to care about it or my companions or fewl some sort of reason we must all work together aside from "theyre adorable". All the other games you had companion parties in organic and believable ways. Rook is leader cause.... ? What if I dont want to be? At least my Dalish inquisitor fought tooth and nail not to be called a christian messiah. Hawke had FRIENDS. And the warden found those who knew what a blight meant. And many of all of us disagreed. Vivianne got not sympathy from me. Why should Neve? Fenris will leave your party if you waste your time when the Magister comes to town. I dont want to coddle Harding about her stupid chantry. I do not to talk to Lucanis happily about the crows. Maybe I dont want to be friendly all the time. Maybe I hate everything Bellara is doing. Or taash.

5. The writing was on the wall in inquistion hoenestly. What with Iron bull letting me decide is he mass murders his found family or not. But jesus these new companions are like 10 yrs old. I don't know you decide. Your a fucking adult. I cant take a single one of them seriously. Even Sera screamed and yelled at me if I challenged her. Solas and I almost broke up mutiple times arguing about tradition and purpose or that damn Mythal well (again and no wonder he would object to doing anything akin to being emslaved by her, only to submit himself in this game. As if the well mattered at all. As if morrigan matters at all.) I just don't feel as though I'm bonding with anyone, I'm babysitting. Im being told what a great person I am that I can teach everyone elementary school behaviorial learning. I dont want to, I dont even want to be "good".

6. Petty stuff:

I hate the art style both in the UI and the models. I hate it. And the expressions are so poor compared even to Da2.

I hate all the armors. Everyone is bulky. Hate it.

Ugly combat.

Cant control or walk around as my companions and try out other classes.

CC cant change eyes or facial structure much so all rooks heads look the same and kinda... everyone looks like a dwarf. Sorry. Imo, imo, every rook I have seen looks like a dwarf.

Dont like the music.

Dragons are ugly.

Morrigans outfit makes it look like she has 4 titties.

I hate this elvhen "steampunk" tech when so much of their magic was shown to be earthen and mystic. Dumb. No explanation as why it would become this way it just is now.

Blood magic erasure cause the devs are scared of us being cool I guess.

I hate the humor. Every joke doesnt land for me. And there are simply too many.

#in the long run i just think they dropped the ball #the romances arent steamy #the coversations are dull #the politics are akin to a 6th grade civis class

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fuck-you-upmusicbracket · 1 day ago

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For Good (Wicked)

It well may be/That we will never meet again/In this lifetime/So let me say before we part/So much of me Is made of what I learned from you/You'll be with me/Like a handprint on my heart

"I'm graduating high school in a few weeks and this is really sums up how it feels to be leaving the theatre department. these people have changed me for good"

Sunlight (Hozier)

All the tales the same/Told before and told again/A soul that's born in cold and rain/Knows sunlight, sunlight, sunlight/And at last can grant a name/To a buried and a burning flame/As love and its decisive pain/Oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

But whose heart would not take flight/Betray the moon as acolyte/On first and fierce affirming sight of/Sunlight, sunlight, sunlight/I had been lost to you, sunlight/And flew like a moth to you, sunlight, oh, sunlight/Oh, your love is sunlight

"I come down with the shivers and start hyperventilating when i hear this song and it makes me want to go outside which is the scariest part"

"I'm not gonna go full infodump here but this song is Peak Vash and Nicholas D. Wolfwood from Trigun-- specifically Nick's feelings towards Vash. Vash's (literal) evil twin brother Knives hired (read: threatened to eradicate the orphanage he kidnapped Nick from as a child if he didn't do what he was told) Nick to act as bodyguard for Vash and guide him to where Knives wants him to go so he can manipulate him for his own gain. Like, he chose the name Knives. This bitch is crazy beyond crazy but this ain't about him. Nick starts out 100% willing to guide Vash like a lamb to slaughter because he HAS to for the orphanage, and this is just some random guy he doesn't know or care about. But then he gets to know Vash, how good of a person he is despite the shit the world (and Knives) has put him through. How he'd rather risk his own life and health than kill another person because he believes he doesn't get to make that choice for people. And despite being someone who'd rather shoot first, pray for them after, Nick starts trying to wound rather than kill just because Vash doesn't like it. It puts them both at risk and he fusses and argues about it and still kills sometimes but he tries anyways. Eventually he decides that he'll do what he can to protect Vash from Knives without provoking him to destroy the orphanage. He ends up caring about him deeply against his own will to the point that his idea of Eden would be to live with Vash and their friends in a peaceful world where none of them have to fight and die. In the manga, Nick's dying request is to see Vash smile again- the genuine smile that he's complimented every time he's seen it. Vash can't give him that, because he knows Nick would see that it was a forced smile. Instead, he just sits with him until he dies. Afterwards, Vash kills willingly for the first time in his entire life (over 150 years. He's not human btw) in order to protect Nick's childhood friend Livio. He wouldn't just do that for just any friend or ally, no, that was out of love. Love so strong he could go against his own mother's teachings that all life matters and people don't get to choose when a life ends, the thing that has kept Vash pacifist all these years, to keep someone that mattered to Nick alive. So while Nick never knew that Vash cared for him the same way he did him, the fact matters that he does."

#fuck you up bracket #tournament #polls #wicked #hozier

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Death's annoyer. (GN reader)

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Summary: you are death, there is no easy way to describe your nature, your entire existence revolves around the passing of the living and making sure it gets done. Sure, when you get bored or in one of your merciful moods, you slack a little and a life gets some more time to kill before...you end It, no, don't make that joke....or for them to get help and no, you were also not talking about the QiQi incident, what are zombies?

It's a lonesome...life? But it's calm and you like It well enough, now, If that f*cking Outlander just stopped with his magical reviving fried eggs your work would be way easier.

Pairing: (SLIGHTLY ) Aether x reader

(Is more of a self discovery trip that was inspired by rage and curiosity Aether causes you, but you're also dense to the fact people don't Go around calling strangers handsome Knight for s*its and giggles.)

Warnings: violence ( burns, broken bones are aluded, poping ears) and death are discussed in this oneshot.

Spoilers: for Mondstadt, Liyue Archons Quest.

Soooo.....Have you guys heard CG5 music, "DEATH"? Is about DreamWorks newest concept of death incarnate of a Wolf in the new pussy in bots movie, that I know everyone knows, because ,god, so many thirst and shipping. Which, I absolutely love even If I don't exactly get It, I just like to see everyone having fun in their fandoms. 😅

You are a reaper and this is just basically you slowly losing your mind with the reviving mechanics of geishin. You are chill in the start and is slowly going down the unhinged hill, because this is my mood now so gather around for my TED talk.

*cof* *cof*....

Local reaper goes human mode and touches grass.

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DAY 1.

Dvalin was poisoned, a pity, such majestic beast commanded like a plaything in a weird game of power. You undestand the -what was her title again? - outlander stuck in your home, Khaenri'ah was...a loaded time, EVEN for you and you were death in its purest form! Your whole thing was guiding the living in the best way possible and still, If you used any form other than being a thing of raw energy to do the reaping ,your stomachs would roll in itself.

However, you didn't play a part, life does its thing and you do yours, If They brought powerful beings into existence and they decide to end others, your job were comforting the...losing side. The little guy, and - If karma works. - reap the power in the root when They no longer play their part in life's game, the cycle that always end with you. Hey! You didn't always got to laugh and irony would always get a chuckle out of you, for how much life's spectacle confuses you and you prefer to avoid It, They could construct clever plot twists.

DAY 30.

Another Outlander.

Twin to that princess - you finally caught on how she calls herself! -, and just as full of surprises of all other outlanders, seriously! Can't Teyvat get a nice and chill visitor just enjoying some vacation?

This one seems more benevolent, at least, fitting the role of hero perfectly: shine and long hair, soft spoken yet fierce and ready to jump into action when needed, dashing even If he's marked by lasting scars, he even got the companion who kept his things for him! Still, his sister was also like that at the start.... though her companion has way bigger and...rugged looking than his fairy like child/eons old kid.

He was helping Dvalin in the end and that was enough for you, you always had a soft spot for that big softie, its enourmous heart made of meat, but could fool anyone into thinking It was gold instead. If They could look past the humongous part of his... everything, especially the teeth and and claws. Such protective dragon, It saddened you to see him being played like a fiddle and be turned against the very thing It wanted so desperately to protect - that was an irony in itself, one that didn't make you laugh.

DAY 40.

Okay, what the f*ck?!

Blondie was sent flying down in Dvalin's den, you are sure! You Saw!

It was kinda dumb, poor thing had been thrown like a ragdool to the thousand winds to devour and sure, you were kinda of slacking again, but! You could justify It!

Such lovely fight!

Like a scene out off a children's book when the knight and their friends are losing but win in the last second with the power of friendship! You know, without the dying part.

Just! No one seemed to notice the flying blond Guy going straight to his end! Not even a teeny tiny twitch or a shout of "NO!" like every other dramatic death you reaped, no no no no ... Red, overworked, fairy and drunkard didn't need to, because blondie just...POP!

BACK INTO EXISTENCE! COMPLETE FINE INSTEAD OF TURNING PANCAKE SHAPE. WTF!?!

HOW?!

DAY 45.

It was been five days, five days of following blond hero, supposed to be dead blond hero. Being sincere, you were luck to be able to hold a shadow form, that existed purely of energy, because It would be creepy as Celestia for any other form you could copy to insistenly follow them, no matter how mesmorizing "honorary Knight" could be...or How against the law of everything you are he could bend, f*uck!

Eyes in the game!

Did he have some hidden power? Some odd, ancient, powerful item??

You hope to Celestia and back It was just a one time thing...

Well, he was still in Mondstadt, you had some more time to spare for this topic, right?

....right?

50 DAYS.

Okay! Okay... Everything was going way to fast!

Princess and hero fighting against each other, twins of opposing sides, could It be a ying and yang thing? With a mystery of who is who!

The hero was extremely quiet, emitting a sadness not even your untangible form could not feel too, but f*uck this! He is going to Liyue and you still haven't discovered which thing he uses to avoid you!

A hilichurl go a little crazy with a shield and takes him to a lovely yet extremely painful little walk? Thats Fine! He can eat an egg and everything is fine!

A teammate of his is burnt off by an abyssmal mage? EGG!

A slime pushes him a little too far while he is too close to the far end of a cliff? He can use his paraglide, but If he isn't fast enough, WHO CARES?! IT'S NOT LIKE HE CAN DIE! HE EATS A F*CKING EGG!

Maybe...maybe It was the egg?

60 DAYS.

You've been following him and his companion, not blinking, not resting, not breathing nor looking away, a shadow shadowing a hero like his on shadow. Wow, too many shadows being thrown around, BUT, while boring, you finally have seen.

He didn't seen to choose a especific bird, any seemed to do the job just fine as long as It laid eggs, still, you follow and keep a sharp eye for the most robust and lively bird he picks from. The one you don't feel the pull yet, solely a child of life enjoying the ripe of Its youth, and absolutely ready to lay equally lively children, that...ok, you just needed to test! One egg would be enough! It could keep its offspring after you solved this mystery.

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Time has come, he picked the eggs of a beautiful and lovely dove, big and chubby and ,most important, healthy.

After reflecting for a long time while following the hero, you've decided to pick It for adoption, carry It as your own little companion If you will! And you would also pick your human form so you may care for It to the best of your abilities.

After waiting till the hero crossed Liyue's borders, under your watchful gaze, till he's just a blonde faraway point, you turn. Your shadows slowly form a body, human, something that resembles life and still, resounding an aurea that stinks of death. Fragile, extremely fragile body, which you so forgetful forgot.

Cries, pleads and shouts fills your ears, images of the ill, the hurt and the desperate fills your eyes, your skin feels every tear and stab and bruise of those waiting for you. Everything it's too much!

The dead screams!

Pleads for time and the end of It, begs for the clock to stop and rush at the same time, for another chance of life, but for the mercy to let the pain end. "DAYS! Too many days!" - They screech.

Your ears pop, the pain so great your knees tremble and bend, your stomach spasms and, EVEN as empty as It is at the moment, you vomit. Burning sensation rises up your throat, a cought tries to open passage for air for your lungs and It causes you to choke in spit and the acid of your gut. Everything, EVERYTHING ,hurts, just like all the souls you left hanging while in your obssessive Quest for the truth and with just a painful ringing to keep you company,you faint.

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65 DAYS.

Sooo....you came to the conclusion that holding an obssession wasn't ideal, thus you decided your shadow form should be kept away for now. It's been too long, too long since you used any other "Alive" shape, you obviously didn't notice How long with how powerful and distant from life's essence It were.

Which brings you to your current problem, it's been so long since you were really interested in anything and the moment something caught your eyes...you forgot about the souls that rely on you. They considered luck to be left alone for some moments, time to work on things before passing for real, but soon the pain of a spirit losing itself came for them...and you were the reason

Forget It, you could rely in your human body, be in touch with life's creations and do your f*cking job right! Even If It was overwhelmed easily and got hungry, tired and dirty fast.

Also...catching the dove was harder than you thought.

What? You could be responsible...and you felt kinda lonely not having the omnipotence of your previuosly form...

80 DAYS.

TIM! Your big Dove's name! ❤️

It took some days, but you finally got It to warm up to you! Sure, making Tim move here and there to keep up with your work and the journey of the hero wasn't easy, It didn't like much, but you give It everything It wants to make It comfortable. You even dressed for the winter so your skin won't touch theirs, not corrupting its life.

That also made a Celestia of an experiment, who knew the human body could faint because of the heat? And that Liyue's heat is a nighmare?

But It is also cool diving in the ocean, It is fun hiking in the rocks, It is delicious to taste the cuisine and experience the freshness from drinking the juices of different fruits, it's awesome letting the less bitter souls give you bits of advice about places and things you should do because They had loved to do when the could and actually getting to do It! Overall, passing as a human isn't going that bad... Though the weather could be a little kinder.

90 DAYS.

Tim is taking its sweet time to lay another egg, it's kinda boring, but you mean...Liyue had a false body fall from the sky and the fatui were getting a little too comfortable with going around killing people these days in the region, everyone was freaking out, so It may have stressed It. You also didn't make It any easier by observing Tim like a hawk, poor thing must think you want to eat it.

....Ooops.

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It made you kinda anxious, but Tim needs its privacy to do its things and you aren't feeling the pull for It yet, so you decide its safe to let It be while you go fetch a soul in Huaguang Stone Forest. Beautiful place, its a pity it's so diffucult to reach any of Its peaks in a human body, still work calls and you can't exactly afford to let them waiting for long, so your obssession turned journey of discovered has to have some exceptions of when you can enter in touch with your powers. Although...

Your body dissolves in energy, losing the human form and gently making its bones into some type of jelly before bending them, slowly organs reform, hair puffies before fusing in sections to gain new color and designs, making Itself into feathers, your eyesight expands and languidly, oh so calmly, you aren't a human, but a hawk. Its techinically a loophole in the rules you set for your trip, keeping a corporal body that's also in touch with life's creations while being way faster than going by human feet.

Oohhhh, you are so smart!

You shake your new body, ruffling your wings to see how big the were and to get the feeling of It, you haven't flew in so long using wings! You fling yourself to the sky to get altitude, higher and higher, the wind blows and the rays of moonlight that passes the clouds shines like the purest of silver in this cloudy night.

When you almost reach the clouds, you drop.

It feels exciting! The closest thing you think you can compare to what humans call being alive - and you actually got to meet with life and feel their energy!

With a sharp and loud screech, you start your way to Huaguang Stone Forest for real.

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It took some time - and what beautiful time It took, such marvelous sights! -, but you reach your goal and roll to the ground when you land, your newly body doing the closest sound It can to a snicker even If the sound isn't actually hawk like. Your laugh echos in a weird melody of species with the goop sound your organs and bones do as They shift, rearrange.

After many minutes go by, a human lay where the strange hawk stod, gasping in laughter with an undoubtedly humane tone. Maybe with some snorts close to that of a pig, but human like altogether in the end.

You left your winter clothes behind, Tim had been sleeping in them and you haven't had the need to touch It so you didn't feel the need to bring with you...also, a hawk can't exactly fly with clothes hanging in its body - not human clothes, at least.

So...stolen clothes would do!

You slowly stand up, the grass your naked skin touched losing its vibrance, yet It is still alive, having the shell of meat in human form do work in keeping you aura at bay. Even If It still has influence in weaker beings or strong ones, If for exposure in prolonged time. You hope you won't have to engage in combat for clothes...

As If nature Itself heard you, multiple bodies appear in your path. Knocked out, you aren't that tone deaf to steal from the dead...at least, not while they are still around, but from life?! Ooohhhh!! It's fair game! If you don't leave them naked, humans don't like naked for what your experience has to say...

You walk around the sleeping, It feels like shopping! Maybe you should invest in a pouch for the shine rocks or golden coins humans use for trade to keep with you, maybe you ...sho-should you leave something for what you take? Is this some type of shopping?

Hugh....humans and their social rules! Why do they have so many?!

... whatever, picking the fatui's coat that appealed more to you, you focus on following the stench of the dead. Which...is a strangely convenient coincidence that the trail of knocked out people also lead to the same way.

Is your new child a fighter?! This trip was getting more and more entertaining by the second! Can they tell their tales to you??

Maybe They liked to travel! Seeing Liyue trouthg the eyes of a human was nothing like experiencing trouthg an overpowered shadow form, you couldn't wait to see other regions! But your trip kept you close to the blond who seemed to atract problems, so you had to settle in Liyue and tales by mouth to mouth would have to suffice for now.

With a spring in your step, you jump fatui and treasure hoarders alike, all in the arms of sleep trouthg a good beating. Maybe your child is a wanderer. Maybe They were in a rough patch in their life and turned to the treasure hoarders. Maybe They were vigilantes!

Countless 'maybe's fly trouthg your head, many 'what if's forming would be scenarios. Which would have made you pass your goal If not for angry screams resounding the hollow trees, a smile form in your lips, "peek a boo, I found you" you whisper gently.

Your steps don't make any sound, and in teory It would be 'whatever', as young humans put It, but the back that greeted you were very much alive and talking to a not so much alive ghost. A ghost who is starting to look very angry, very fast.

"no ~ no ~ no!!! ~ This is unfair!! ~ I'm the adventurer!"

"Not so much anymore, hehe, but you can still explore the afterlife!" - the girl(?), long pigtails individual, said amiably. Twisting and turning a red, fiery looking polearm this and that way in a distracted manner.

"do you think you're funny?! ~ do you think you're better because you could take that low lifes dow?!"

"Maybe a little bit" - pigtails say with a shrug, which wow! That lithe and small person could cause a havoc! And either They are obvious or have some guts in them!

Your child is looking more and more furious by the second! Red smoke distorcing the figure their soul is trying hold, closest It can to their previous shell. One day and a half isn't enough to let them completely lose It, but still...at least you now know their anger seems to be the thing keeping them stuck at the mortal plane.

"i Will show you funny ~"

The second They shift, you jump from behind the trees. That phrase is never a good sign...

"Wait, wait, come back, my child!" - you extend your arms to the fading spirit, yet its all in vain as they don't even acknowledge you.

Which isn't the case to pigtails...

"Oh! Hello, there stranger!" - pigtails cheerfully says before taking a defensive stand, keeping you behind her as a protector would. "Haven't you ever heard of stranger danger, silly?"

"Well, have you, young lad?" - you put your hands in your waist, now that you're closer you feel the stronger pull of youth coming from pigtails. They are definitely a briliant being,the pryo inside them ravages like a beast and yet, the smell of your natural perfume clings to them. Death is a part of their nature...however, life shines through them? What the Celestial f*ck?...

"fast comeback, but oh! So unoriginal, odd stranger, I'm not the one looking like a step away from passing beyond the veil, you better take better care of your healthy," - she spares a second to lightly pat your cheek while giving you a big smile, almost makes you feel like you are the youngester here. - "Or not! But before going down remember to appoint wangshu funeral parlor for the service!" - she winks before looking ahead once again. Straightening her back and readjusting her hold on the spear.

Wangshu funeral parlor?...OH!! How could you forget your little helpers of Liyue? There isn't many people that admire your job like that family do!Ah! This must be the 77° now, Tao or something, carrying your message of harmony....wait a minute....wait a damn minute!

"Hey! What are you insinuating?! I'm stronger and healthier than you!" - looking a step away from passing?! Your human body is fine!

She is silent for a second, before slowly turning her head.

She surveys your apparence, head to toe, though It feels almost like she is just doing this to entertain you... "Sure" - a pitiful smile graces her face.

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The audacity of this girl!! Uhhhgg!!

The earth quakes, loud sounds of machinery clicking and clacking, starting an engine that should've settled long ago. Also completelly silencing your 'Uhg!', which, 'wow, okay' , couldn't It come when you weren't expressing How infuriating this girl was in a very human like manner?! If you can't use the human sounds to express yourself in their grunting language than why did you even learn in the first place?!

The robot rises and in heavy footsteps approaches you two. So the soul is a fighter after all, If only It didn't want to fight you...

Before you can sight in exasperation, Tao dissapear in a flash of pyro butterflies, going direct to the thing's head. Being sincere, you would be more annoyed at the way people interrupt you in one of the few chances you have to show how much you learnt of the grunting art If not for how fierce the butterflies attack the giant, before the teen appears to give it some taste of her spear.

Haha, you have seen butterflies drink the blood of corpses, but this was another level! You can only stare!

This girl had some spunk! Or...anger issues, but whatever! This was a great fight and If she won, your job would be done! A wounded pride can do wonders to one of your children when trowning tantrums about not wanting to join you.

You sit back, a smile tugs your lips, that is until she purposely stops. Just stops, staring the robot as If a giant fist isn't heading straight to her stomach!

And straight into It goes, you can't even approache before she is flung to your feet! You swear you hear a sick clack of breaking bones.

The giant jumps and, as impressive as It is to see that the sack of heavy machinery can actually jump and pretty high at that, you know is planning to use your skulls as landing marks. You are death, but you aren't a masochist!

You catch the girl by the armpits and drags her back. The thing lands - right in front of you two. -, dust rises. Okay, this is It, this naughty child has had it's fun, but is time to settle down now.

You embrace the girl with one of your arms - is time to protect her as she tried to do to you, also show you aren't at death's door! That doesn't even make sense, what door? And How would you be at your own door knocking?! - and raises an arm to the things leg. Touching it's knee, you feel it's essence being sucked into your palm, you look at it's eye - red laser pointing diretcly at your chest, the missils almost ready to fly no doubt- , still you try to put some comfort through your eyes to your child, "Is time to go-

A hellfire explodes in your arm, ironically, is not the arm touching the robot, no, is the one holding the girl. A ghost, butterflies, all engulfed in pryo, embers so high and bright and so, so hot!You let go, your body flings Itself away. Letting go of both the mechanical body as the human you were holding.

And yet, for as far as you went in your desperation and pain, an enourmous fist comes crashing into your side - the one who isn't on fire, as If the peeling skin isn't enough. Stars explodes behind your eyes, burning pain erupts everywhere - even your brain seems to be boiling. Hearing a girlish shout as the last thing echoing in your ears, you once again faint to an extreme amount of pain since your first day of being human. How long did you last since then?

At least, this time, your ears didn't pop ...

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Well, this is It for now. The idea started with something, but It just ran wild to where It wanted to go. Please, warn me If something is odd...english isn't my first language and If someone wants to be a beta reader It would be cool too.

Anyway, I am a very slow writer, my determination goes all over the place and my inspiration often decides to take vacations on me, so...enjoy the thing I could squeeze out of the juices my brain been marinating. I hope you guys like! Next chapter I'm sure we will be meeting Qiqi and Baizhu!

Good day my lovelies, remember to drink water, Granny loves y'll!!

#geishin impact platonic #geishin impact x reader #geishin impact Aether x reader #death reader #i swear i had a plan originally #the idea just went wild and decided to ignore #you are literally in love with being alive #geishin x you #geishin impact x you

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flwrkid14 · 1 month ago

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Eternal Bonds: Tim and Danny’s Infinite Realms Marriage

In the Infinite Realms, marriage is an unparalleled commitment. Unlike the mortal world, where love can be fleeting and easily undone, marriage in the Realms is something far more sacred. It’s not just about vows or ceremonies—it’s about merging souls, creating a bond that not even the vast stretches of time can sever. The very idea of marriage in the Realms is rare, almost mythical, because it requires two beings to love each other so profoundly that they’re willing to bind their very existence to one another.

For the ghosts and entities that reside in this realm, eternity isn’t just a poetic idea—it’s a reality. Time is meaningless when you’re no longer alive, when your very essence is bound to the afterlife. And because of this, relationships are viewed through a different lens. There’s no such thing as divorce, no “time apart.” Once a couple is bound, their souls are intertwined forever. To dedicate your entire being—past, present, and future—to another means accepting that their joys, sorrows, triumphs, and failures will be yours too. It’s a partnership where breaking the bond is simply impossible.

It’s why marriage is such a rare occurrence in the Realms. The ghosts, who have already lived one life and often seen the frailty of mortal promises, don’t enter into this kind of bond lightly. It’s only for the strongest of loves, for the most steadfast of commitments. Because once you marry in the Infinite Realms, that bond holds through eternity itself.

And yet, despite the gravity of it all, Tim and Danny find themselves willing to make that very commitment. Tim, a mortal tied to a world where things end, where nothing lasts forever, steps into the unknown. His love for Danny is so deep, so unshakable, that he agrees to a traditional Infinite Realms marriage. He knows full well the weight of it—he’s not just vowing to love Danny in this life, but in every life after. In swearing to this bond, Tim is offering his entire being to Danny, for now and all of eternity.

For Danny, this choice means even more. As a halfa, he exists between two worlds, knowing both the mortality of the living and the permanence of the ghostly afterlife. His love for Tim is powerful enough that he’s willing to make this eternal commitment, knowing that there’s no one else in any world—mortal, ghostly, or beyond—he would rather be tied to. For Danny, the bond is as natural as breathing. It’s a connection that deepens their relationship in a way that transcends the limitations of their two worlds.

Their marriage isn’t just a declaration of love—it’s a merging of souls, a binding that makes them two parts of the same whole. It overwhelms them with the sense of safety and belonging that they’ve both craved in their lives. In each other, they find the kind of love that doesn’t just endure life’s difficulties but thrives beyond them. Their bond ties them together forever in a way that no one else could understand, but to Tim and Danny, it’s everything.

They are each other’s home. And in the Infinite Realms, there is no greater honor, no stronger connection, than to be bound by love for all of eternity.

#brain dead #dead tired #tim drake #danny phantom #danny fenton #dc x dp #i totally think that marriage should be a sacred thing in the afterlife because you are promising to love someone for all eternity #eternity in a very literal sense btw #tim and danny should also just be undeniable soulmates in like every world ever #you can also totally make this angsty depending on how you think tim will end up in the realms #i had a few ideas #an interesting route could be that the traditional Infinite Realms marriage alters Tim fundamentally #turning him into a halfa like Danny #this transformation would ensure that they are not only emotionally and spiritually bonded #but also physically tied to the same plane of existence #another being tim might age much slower almost as if he’s been granted an extended lifespan #so that they can share a near-eternity together #he would still be alive but his mortality would be stretched out far beyond a normal human lifespan #i think this one is more devastating tho:#danny has to watch tim grow old while he remains ageless or only ages very slowly #but because the wedding binds their souls in the afterlife tim would not truly leave danny forever upon death #instead the moment tim's mortal life ends his soul could be drawn into the infinite realms to live with danny for eternity #agh theres just so much potential for this idea!! so many things i can add and have thought abt that would be so interesting to see!#i'm so in love with this concept

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