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sacha-da-1 · 2 years
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It’s a good thing that The Master went batsh*t during The End of Time around Ten rather than almost any other Doctor, can you imagine many of the others having any real sympathy for him?? Honestly? (By that I mean enough so to actually try to help him and forgive him.) Ten was lonely and had his soft spot for the Master amplified, the others, who knows how they would’ve reacted. It’d vary of course, but just think about it lol.
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quietwingsinthesky · 8 months
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Leviathan!Charlie finding out Dean died and became a demon while she was in Oz. She’s both very relieved he didn’t actually die and incredibly distraught by the fact that if he did, she wasn’t even going to be there to eat his body afterwards. What if he died again and didn’t come back and she wasn’t there to eat him and absorb all that he is into herself so that he sort of lives on forever!!!
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margueritegracq · 1 year
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Godddd I LOVE the change on perspective of Ellington as you read atwq. Like she very much the "femme fatale" mysterious girl archetype (as much as someone who's like 15 can be a femme fatale) to the reader (because ofc we're seeing this through Lemony's perspective and L's gonna L) but then as we go along we have more and more holes poked in this picture L has built up of her until all the stuff we know about L almost comes crashing down in a way in the 4th book as we realize that LEMONY has been more mysterious more suspicious and altogether more "Ellington" than Ellington the whole time
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genshindsau · 14 days
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The second you step into your room, you pause. Your hand tightens around the door handle as you take in the figure lounging comfortably on the couch, feet propped up and everything.
"Enjoying yourself?" You close the door behind you.
"I'm getting my well deserved rest." The figure quipped back, crossing their legs as they set down a glass of wine on the small table in front of the couch.
"And pray tell, what did you do that justifies sneaking into my room and drinking my wine?" You shrugged off your outer layer of clothes as you moved towards the couch, tossing them over the back of a chair.
"I freed up your time," Al-Haitham motioned towards the desk in your room with his free hand. It was much cleaner and there were three neat stacks of paper on your desk, each larger than the next.
"Saved you from having to read such drivel reports." He stood up, smoothing his clothes out as he walked to the desk - and closer to you. "Tell me, why is it the future empress's responsibility to read about such nonsense? Small town thievery? Marriage drama in neighboring lands? Don't they realize you have actual problems to worry about."
The side of your mouth quirks up. "Are you offering?"
Al-Haitham let out a soft hum, his head tilting to the side as if he was considering it. He wasn't. "Of course not. My brain would leak out of my ears."
You consider his words. He's not that far off.
"Such a shame." You muse. You lift up a few reports off one of the piles and skim through them. "For someone who says it was such a drag, you sure did a detailed job. I wouldn't even go this in-depth with my replies."
"Just because I don't enjoy it doesn't mean I am not give it everything."
He stepped around the desk so that he was now standing next to you. His head tilts to look over you and at the reports, his head nearly resting on your shoulder.
"Sounds exhausting. You do that for all your work?" You set the paper back onto the desk. 
A noncommittal sound leaves his mouth. "Well most of the time I enjoy my research."
You can feel his eyes flicker to look at you.
"I enjoy the work you let me do."
You let out a soft snort.
"Is that so?" You turn to face him. Your hip resting against the side of the desk.
"So are you going to tell me why you did all this? Or was it just because you were feeling kind."
Al-Haitham was the one to let out a snort this time.
"I can't just do a good deed?"
You stared at him, your eyes narrowing. He kept his eyes on your face as he suppress the quirk of his lips.
"Sure, you could. But you don't. You always have an alterior motive so what is it?"
Al-Haitham stared at you for a moment before his head turned to the side and his shoulders lifted in a shrugging motion.
"I cleared up some of your time and you question my intentions," he let out a small sigh before turning around and moving back to the sofa, propping his feet on the table. His eyes flickered to the empty spot next to him before looking back at you. "You're too suspicious."
You blink at him under the cloth wrapped around your eyes. Once. Twice. 
"It comes with the territory," You state blankly. You move away from your desk.
"Now aren't the others having some kind of celebration. If I remember correctly, you're suppose to be the guest of honor - it's your birthday isn't it?"
Al-Haitham let out an amused sound. "I stopped by: made my entrance. Thanked them. I didn't exactly want to spend my birthday surrounded by the others."
"No because apparently you'd rather be doing work that you don't have to." You shake your head softly. "Is that how you got out. By saying there was work I needed you to do?"
Al-Haitham stared straight ahead, his face angled away from you as you moved to rest on the couch. The cushion dipped as you sat down.
"It is, isn't it?"
"Well it's not like you wouldn't assign work to be done on someone's birthday. Besides, they didn't see anything off with what I said. In fact some of them looked exceedingly happy that there was no longer a celebration."
You let out a breath of air, your head falling back to rest on the back of the couch. "I wonder why that is."
You both know why: ever since joining the harem, Al-Haitham never cared to get close to the others. In fact, he barely paid them any attention aside from being cordial in public.
Al-Haitham just shrugged his shoulders, slumping back against your couch and turning his head to look at you. His hair falls over his eyes, brushing against his skin in a way you wish you're fingers were. The corner of his lips curled up, his eyes drooping as he stared at you, a glit in his eyes. He knows the effect he has on you.
"Besides, there's only one gift I would like for my birthday. One that no one else could give me," he murmured, his voice soft. "Though that's mainly because you wouldn't allow anyone too."
"Is that so?" You shift on the couch. Your fingers scratch at the skin underneath the cloth tied around your eyes. "Maybe I could be persuaded?"
Al-Haitham stared at you, numerous emotions flashing through his eyes before they hardened. He tucks his legs underneath his bottom on the cushion so that his body is faced towards you. One of his hands lifts to slide over your waist, gliding up until its positioned above your shoulder, gripping the cushion behind your head. His body raises with his movements until he's leaning over you.
"I don't want to persuade you. I want you to take me out of my clothes," he lifts one leg, moving it to rest on the outside of your other leg so he is settled on your lap, hovering over you. "And have your way with me." His hands grip the cushions behind your head as he ducks his head, his breath mixing with your own.
His nose brushes against your own and he is close enough that you hear his breath hitch as your hands brush over his clothed thighs before they settle around his hips. One hand skims up his body until it cups his neck and you feel the soft caress of his hair against your fingers.
You watch as his eyes dilate, the subtle relaxation in his shoulders as your grip tightens around the nape of his neck. His eyelids flutter and his lips part, his pink tongue darting out to lick at his lips.
Your own lips curl at the reaction. Most of your consorts and concubines are never this straight-forward; but Al-Haitham has never had that problem. He is more than happy to say what he wants and he doesn't shy away from the reactions of his body.
His hips roll on your lap, rubbing the growing arousal against your stomach.
Your hand tightens around the nape of his neck as you whisper out, "very well then." You tug him down, finally closing the small gap as your lips slide over his. A wanton moan leaving his lips and you eagerly swallow the sound.
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I think the second best thing about glass onion is its obvious in a very similar way to knives out. Ransom and Miles were both such perfect assholes you just look right through them. You think there's no way it could possibly be them, the conventions of the genre say there must be some alterior motive, some deeper mystery, but then you find that the killer has been laid out for you clear as day.
The best thing about glass onion is, of course, the complementary themes of "rich people are mean" and "rich people are stupid"
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rachelclowny · 10 months
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venti and the unexplained mysteries of mondstadt
venti remains one of the most interesting characters in genshin so far imo. he's the only archon we've met that seems to be truly deceitful. he lies and hyberbolizes in equal measures and his motivations seem to remain mostly unclear. i mean, we have a pretty clear timeline of old mondstadt but when it comes to gods and other higher beings? not so much. i mean, the istaroth ruins, rhindedottir, albedo ect. are all so vague and confusing, but it's really venti that makes it all confusing. his allegiances, allies and history are completely unknown apart from his creation and the overthrowing of the aristocracy. it's like every single one of his voice lines hides something deeper. he claims to be the weakest of the archons, yet power supposedly stems from the devotion the people have for their archon which is just a complete contradiction. he claims to have met the traveler previously yet has no qualms about us not remember his at all. he's a bigger enigma than any of the other archons we've met simply because of his dishonesty.
i mean, zhongli isn't exactly an open book, but everything he does share is honest, and everything he doesn't share is due to contracts and divine information. the god of contracts works under his own system based on cooperation and trade of information and goods and he remains consistent and up front about his desires and principles.
ei is an odd case seeing as she's been isolated for centuries and completely absorbed in her own grief since the archon war + cataclysm. inazuma has been in attempted eternity for years after all. besides she was always a warrior, not a ruler. i mean, you could make a case for yae miko being her counterpart; openly mysterious and full of alterior motives. she is the one we talk two at the end of the inazuma archons quests after all, she's clearly the one with the information, but she's not the archon. she doesn't have the power and she's clearly not the figurehead of the nation.
lastly nahida, of course is the god of wisdom. she shares almost everything she can with the traveler, even sharing some information from her deal with dottore.
but venti.. venti, man. what is he up to. we have no idea and he somehow remains unsuspected, ignored and underestimated by all of teyvat and possibly even celestia at this point. all these open ended questions, but we rarely get revisits to mondstadt lore, we haven't even gotten part two to venti's story quest, and what about varka? dornman port? alice? the hexenzirkel? i truly believe mondstadt is not just the beginning of the game, but also the end. there's too much left unexplained.
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sadbutbadboi · 1 year
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Don't get me wrong I love the finale as much as the next guy, but I don't like how they wrapped up the collectors arc.
Their greatest fear was to be alone again, to be betrayed again and with them returning to the stars (at least right now) these are likely to be a reality for him again. Of course, whilst we dont know the specifics of space in the demon realm if it's anything remotely like ours, it's big, and life is rare. Sure, probably other star life exists, but we've only got the collectors confirmed so it's gotta be quite rare. So it could easily be YEARS before they actually find anyone or anything. And even then this doesn't mean this person/people would actually like or want to be friends with the collector. What if this person has alterior motives? This kid has been shown to be very easy to push towards a side. They barely know right from wrong, they don't understand death at all. He hugged belos after at most an hour of learning kindness is the right thing to do. BELOS who literally abused and lied to him for CENTURIES, because luz said kindness is good. They didn't even like luz half an hour before this incident.
I know it parallels quite well with luzs arc and finding your own place to belong and all that and also acts as a nice little send-off to the audience. But for his character I just don't think it was the right choice for them right now, I think it COULDVE worked if he left after the timeskip after becoming mature enough to learn right from wrong and avoiding going down the wrong path. I don't know it feels wrong for no one to object to this in any way.
Personally I think he should've stayed with some moral about I don't know- changing for those around you and how that's not always a bad thing or something. Maybe they could be shown to be allowed to make friends and grow up whilst being kept under the owl family's wing so they never have to be lonely again.
Eh, this is quite nipicky I would say and I'm biased because the collector is my favourite character. But I don't think letting a child go on a quest like this is pokemon is a good idea. But I will say it did give us an in-universe explanation for that bye so I'll take it
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Finished Wednesday, I really enjoyed it but of course I am disappointed with the lack of queer rep. Wednesday and Enid have far more chemistry with each other then the male love interests (Ajax is nice, but Xavier and Tyler were so pushing and forceful, obviously Tyler had alterior motives but idk Xavier cant deal with her not being interested in him)
Also the claws coming out when ever Enid kisses Ajax? Like she doesn't actually want to kiss him? Hmm...
If we get a season two I hope we get queer rep, and that includes any kind. While I do ship wenclair I'd also love to see Wednesday come out as aroace or somewhere along the spectrum.
I personally headcannon her to be greyromantic or demiromantic.
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secondgenerationnerd · 5 months
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Cool stuff! I would like to see jais reaction to that stuff lol
How about Damian Wayne next
Of course!
Imma say this right now—Damian Wayne is a fucking cat. As the proud momma of two kitties, both with attitudes, he loves on his own terms, has hard won trust, and seeks affection when HE wants it. Selina jokes it’s how she won him over so quickly.
Speaking of, Selina is his mother in every way but biologically. She carried him to bed once when he fell asleep in the library. After tucking him in, she started to leave, but he grabbed her hand. He mumbled something in Arabic, which she didn’t understand, but sat with him until he was fast asleep.
Years later, she’d be telling the story of him calling her “mother” for the first time after Helena was born. He corrected her and said that wasn’t the first time. “The first was that night you carried me to bed. I said ‘Don’t go yet, Mama.’ And you stayed…”
He has issues showing a lot of affection, so his love language tends to be acts of service (I.e. Milagro and Colin are never scheduled for early morning patrols on Sundays so they can attend Mass, he always comments that it’s nearly lunch time when the twins are struggling with food and suggests their favorite restaurants for take out, leaves doodles of cats for Mar’i in her room, etc)
The same campaign Jon was a Hick elf, Damian was a traditional one. They acted as cousins and were menaces to Jai, the Dm for that campaign.
When I say Damian loves art, that feels too small. For him, it’s a chance to create something beautiful; when he’s been taught for so long to destroy. He’s always trying different art mediums. He loves to sketch his teammates when they don’t know—Colin asleep on the couch, Lian tuning her guitar, Irey curled up in bed reading, Mar’i mid turn as she dances through the living room, Jon cooking and humming to him, Milagro knitting and watching Telenovelas, etc
He also plays the violin, something he becomes more comfortable doing around people as he ages. Him, Lian, and Jai have played together before and it was a lovely sound
There’s a handful of people he loves so unconditionally it hurts and one is Helena, his little sister. When she was about 6 and he was nearly 17, she had an anaphylactic reaction to pineapple. Thankfully the titans were over and Jaime helped her through it. The way Damian held her afterwards, like he was scared she would disappear without a trace
To him, animals are easier than humans. They have no alterior motives.
Boy is definitely somewhere on the autism spectrum, let’s be real, aint none of them neurotypical.
If you touch any of the girls he knows, without their consent, he will remove your hands. Period.
He’s actually Sapiosexual! He is sexually attracted to intelligence and when I tell you Jai was smug about that 😂😂
He has a scar over his heart where Heretic killed him. It’s the one scar of his Irey has issues touching
He and Irey are both very big readers. As I said, Irey likes her dark romance. Damian simply asks she marks any pages that inspire her. I will let you do with that information as you will
When he struggles with what he did as a child, he goes to Cass and Jason. They both understand and give him space to grieve
Keeps his hair cut short due to trauma of having his head YANKED to watch horrors.
He and Lian both struggle with people’s perceptions of them, due to who their mothers are.
His “nonsexual slutty moment”? Back from a gala, jacket off, still in the vest, tie loosened, first button or two undone on his shirt, sleeves rolled up.
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1990jeevas · 2 months
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spent the last 3 days watching all the scream movies i haven't seen and im watching scream 2022 rn and i already know like the twist is that one of these girls (sam im pretty sure) is billy's kid but i can't help but find it super funny bc nobody in the world could convince me that that man isn't as gay as they come like of course it could still happen regardless but the idea of him going out and just fucking girls with no alterior motive is like. crazy to me. personally <3
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glitchedgremlin · 1 year
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I'm just a tiny little bunny, I'm sure nothing bad could happen to me especially if I have a big strong friend to protect me and tell me what to do to keep me safe, I'm sure there won't be any alterior motives when i dress in little clothing or really hot outfits, because of course I trust them to not do anything to me
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woomycritiques543 · 1 year
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None of Moxxie's flashback with Chaz showed anything romantic, and that actually makes me uncomfortable. I'm not sure how old Chaz is, but he reminds me of those adults that look for young people who are inexperienced to defile them.
TW: HOMOPHOBIA, SEXUAL HARASSMENT, GROOMING.
It does kind of feel like Chaz was grooming Crim's son.
He also let the arranged marriage happen, and didnt mind sexually harassing Moxxie once he was no longer giving him what he wants.
The show, of course, sexualizing the situation, as even if moments where the sa is "sad" the show still wants to have it sexualized one way or another, while also having their cake and eating it too by giving Moxxie a "pitty" scene because of what happened to go "OH NO! CHAZ DID SA! HOW SAD! FEEL BAD FOR MOX HERE WHILE WE LAUGH AT HIM BEING SA'D BY BLITZ EVERYWHERE ELSE! SO WE CAN MAKE BLITZ LOOK LIKE A BETTER PERSON THAT HE ACTUALLY IS FOR DOING THE SAME THING- BUT WORSE!" but then having more cake and eating it too by also going "BUT WERE ALSO GOING TO HAVE BLITZ HAVE SEX WITH THE GUY WHO JUST VIOLATED MOXXIE IN THE ROOM NEXT DOOR! Because gay men only want one thing, and that's sex and control over other people! Love? Actually love where no alterior motive from a gay man? What's that? Never heard of it! So here's someone crying about having been assaulted while you're supposed to laugh at the fact that his abuser is having sex with another of his abusers off screen!"
-and having ANOTHER cake by going "It was just a plan, he didnt actually do this for alterior motives (psst. yes he did, yes he fucking did.), Blitz just wanted to help! It's not like he could have just snuck into the car and did this in a way that didnt involve traumatizing you further as "comedic effect! Because that's not hypocritical and more like "I need you to not get hurt for the job!" than "I want to save you because I love you!"" and ANOTHER cake by going "Homosexual men can love too- OH WAIT! Not really because it's only when they're being "tamed" by a woman! Otherwise they're sexual predators waiting to prowl on innocent bi twinks with wives! So we basically only want them to be straight, but made them bi to cover up the fact that we only use our gay man in the show to be predators or fetishized one way or another!-and use the fact that they're bi as an excuse to sexualize the male attracted part of them or demonize it while having the "true love!" be with a girl! Because really- we wanted them to be straight, but made them bi at the last second to cover up our own internalized homophobia with gay men! Oh no, hide your children and women the gay men are comi- oh WAIT! I mean.... HOMOPHOBIA BAED GAY AND BISEXUAL ARE NOT THE SAME WE'RE PROGRESSIVE AND GOOD PEOPLE WE SWEA-"
I know ive said this before, but this episode, forced gay/mlm marriage and all, really felt like I was looking at "gay hate" art from a homophobe. It's just gives gross feelings all around. It literally had not just a homophobe spewing hate, but the episode itself being homophobic by having the only mlm marraige in the show be a forced one covered in dildos (how nice... /s) and then have the man he's forced to marry be a sex predator that his wife must save him from. Again- how the hell did Vivziepop read her own script and not find this entire premise to be homophobic?! HOW?! Again, look at the contrast, and try to tell me, to my face, that this does "NOT!" feel homophobic to you in any shape or form.
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Literally, this entire scene was two gay men who sa'ed this bisexual man, who has a wife, having sex next door and traumatizing the man who has a wife because "HUR DUR MALE PREFERENCE BAAAAED!" while the bisexual man cries about being forced to marry a man while looking at pictures of his wife and crying about how he's going to be forced to marry a "sex predator" gay male stereotype that his "loving wife" will save him from, and oh yeah, the episode is about how the bi man being sa'ed and abused is wrong and how murder is "so terrible to do!" while the writers laugh at him being abused everywhere else and HB is about murder!
Again- read this out loud, and tell me how it makes you feel. Because for me, this felt like one of the the most homophobic things that I have ever summarized- and that's really saying something.
In summary: The creators are hypocrites, have internalized homophobia, and this entire episode honestly should have never existed- it's that bad and contridicts Moxxie's entire arcs with how he's supposed to be "more of a man!" but at the same time "be proud of being feminine except NOT REALLY-" So actually, everything with this show contridicts itself now that I think about it...
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Also just to respond to this comment real quick: That's nice and all, until you realize that the entire episode was doing the exact thing you claimed it "wasnt" doing. Also "all gay men" you know what "gay" means? "Gay" means to be attracted to the same sex, it can be used in different contexts, same with how the entire community coined what was once considered as the "gay" flag. As the definition literally reads: "Gay men are male homosexuals. Some bisexual and homoromantic men may also dually identify as gay, and a number of young gay men also identify as queer." so if anything, saying "You're not gay, you're bi!" or "You're not gay, you're pan! You cant call yourself or other people gay, even a fictional character, if they're pan!" unintentionally erases the many people in the world who still say both things to describe themselves. It's the same as how not everyone who's lgbtq+ calls themselves "queer" yet lots of people call us "queer" anyway. So calling the fact that as someone who calls myself "gay", that "YOU'RE QUEERING "WRONG!" YOU CANT CALL A HOMOSEXUAL PERSON "GAY AND CAN ONLY DO THAT IF ITS A MAN WHO JUST LIKES MEN!" is queer gatekeeping as hell. Hell, the episode tried to do this kind of gatekeeping too, which makes no sense, and if they wanted to present this in a way that didnt intentionally erase the fact that a bisexual person can call themself "gay" they could have just had the balls/vag to have Crim call Moxxie a "f^ggot", you know... an actually homophobic term? Because I see what they were trying to do with Crim (like say "Not every homosexual person is the same we have different labels!") but the way it was executed felt more like "Im not gay! Im bisexual!" as in "you cant CALL me gay in any context because im bisexual!" which felt very weird to me as someone who's bi. The episode and how it presents gay/homosexual men in such a fetishized, looked down upon, or dehumanized way doesnt make this any better.
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Ultimate Delusion noticing that Junko is stalking her, but rather than react with any disgust she's overjoyed, after all if she's seeking her out then her words must've had some kind of impact. Anytime she notices Junko she always manages to force an interaction, plunging her into shared delusion again. It basically becomes a cat and mouse game where each person thinks they're the cat.
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Ultimate Delusion admitting she HATES Hope's Peak. The idea that it presents itself as the symbol of this world's Hope, but all it does is offer a future to people who's futures were most likely already guaranteed, people who's Hopes are already assured, inventing the concept of Ultimate Talents to further separate the grime from the gold. She detests it, so she wants to tear it down. Saying that instead of helping Junko spread Despair, she's gonna get her to spread Hope with her.
Might not get a request out tomorrow, going to NASCAR with my dad, just wanted to let y’all know-Mod Junko
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Ultimate delusion reader with Junko part 2
• it’s been about a month since Junko let you free from when she kidnapped you, but it wasn’t you last you’ve seen of her, you know she’s following you around but you aren’t actually upset, not even afraid. You had an effect on her and that means she’s capable of change
• every time you catch her following you it has always turned into an interaction of you letting her have that small taste of the hops delusion, it’s like she’s getting a small taste of it to get by like an addict
• it was a game of cat and mouse, except both sides thought they were the predator, a constant tease on both sides
• one time after you two had another delusion togeher, you two actually started talking. It wasn’t like it was before where it was only for the sake of alterior motives on each side, it was just a normal chat for once, which was odd for Junko
• “Why are you even in Hope’s peak, you have almost a superpower and you’re stuck at this dump”
• You thought for a moment, and then spoke, you replied that you hated Hope’s peak, the symbol of hope was nothing more than a school full of lies, it says it offers a future to those who possess taken but most of those with talent already had a future carved out for them
• even more so, all the school did was make those with talents look down apon those who are seen as average, the reserve course only existed to plunder money from those who weren’t as fortunate
• Junko paused, she genuinely didn’t think you detested Hope’s peak as much as she did, for different reasons of course, but still you both hated this “symbol of hope”
• “this place should be torn down and stomped on like the piece of trash it is, and I think we can do that”
• you both wanted this place gone, and it’s gonna cause both a wave of despair and hope at once, the question was, was the world ready for it?
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altaniadventures · 9 months
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Prompt #1: Envoy
#FFxivWrite2023
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As always, spoilers for Endwalker. 
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"Hell no," Altani replied.
Alphinaud’s face fell and Alisaie’s expression morphed into a deep frown. Before the two could start their arguments or begging, the Warrior of Light got up from the table and walked out into the cold. Estinen thought it was best to leave the woman alone, but Alphinaud turned to him with a silent plea. Pursing his lips, he followed after the warrior.
Garlemald was a cold, desolate place. The rebuilding effort was well underway, but the scars in the snow were easily seen. The capitol was still a ruined mess, and the castle still looked like a black becon of doom. This place reminded Altani only of bad memories. The snow here wasn't like Ishgard. It felt hopeless and alien here. The peace between Garlemald and the Eorzean alliance was tense. People here didn't look at her with smiles and awe. Most were wary of her, and some were openly hostile.
Worse, it wasn't like she could do a thing about it. Everything was eggshells here. One friendly punch to the wrong person and it would all be for nothing. She wished the Twins hadn't begged for a visit. She should have known there was an alterior motive!
Altani walked around the building and headed down a ruined avenue into a ddestroyed park. The debris had been cleared from the area, but the place was still charcoal black. She was sitting on a stone bench when Estinien sat down next to her. He didn't say a word, only crossed his arms and waited.
"You can fuck right off, too," she said, but it lacked her usual bite.
"You've brought the Garleans supplies from other nations. What makes asking for the Steppe's cooperation any different?" he asked.
He was never one to beat around the bush, she thought. The twins would have speeches to debate and try to sway her to their thoughts. Estinen just wanted to know what her problem was.
"It's hard not to hate them," she said.
Estinen raised his brow, but waited.
"Watching the twin's faces after those two girls died in the snow. I'll never forget that. It's one thing to distrust us. It's another for even the citizens to hate the barbaric eorzean savages so much that they'd rather die than take our aid. Those girls had never met a foreigner before. It all comes from their damn military and ruling class."
Altani looked at him. "I know they're not all like that, and they have deigned to take our aid now. Julius doesn't treat us like that. But what they're asking me to do, dealing with their nobles, as their envoy to the Steppe..."
She scowled. "You don't know what I've seen, Estinen. The things they have done. The things they did to Zenos, to others, to Gaius' children. The horrific experiments to their own citizens, not counting war crimes. How can I as Khagan ask the Steppe for aid to these people who think them little more than ornery chattel? They spit on us because they never conquered us. Asking me to deal with those Garlean asshats is ridiculous.  Every time I look at them, I want to fight. They hate me, and I hate them. The twins are better at politics. Let them deal with it."
"Someone has to put down the weapon first. If not, we would never see the end of war," Estinen replied. "This one, or any other. And 'tis a sad fact that it shall fall to you, whether you wish it or not. There aren't any other khagans around."
Altani huffed. He was right, of course. "I could kill them all. Would solve the problem."
"You can't murder your way out of everything you don't want to do."
"But it a solution that we use more often than everyone would like to admit," she said, increasing in volume. "Everyone likes to pretend that I'm nice and considerate, and I don't enjoy fixing problems with violence.  No one asks me what I think about this shit, because they know they won't like the answer. I fight, I fix, and I fetch, and no one asks me if I want to do this anymore. I hate helping people who call me a savage behind my back! Nhaama above, I just want-"
Altani sighed deeply, leaning her head over the back of the bench. He could tell that she was tired. The weight on her shoulders had lessened slightly since their excursion at the end of the universe, but even he could see what a toll it had taken. She was a good woman despite her constant claims to the contrary. She had done a lot of work here, despite the constant stares of some of the locals.  She did the right thing, she just didn't always do it with manners. He didn’t blame her for losing patience with it all. Perhaps soon there would be time for her to get the rest she deserved. He watched her slowly sit up again.
"I'll go beg from the Steppe, but they can still fuck right off with being envoy. Alphy can do that. I never want to come back here again." The twins might balk at the change in plans, but surely they couldn’t begrudge their warrior a slight reprieve. 
Estinen nodded. "Tis something we can agree on," he said, looking around at the barren snowscape. "Not even a damn hotspring to liven up the place. I thought Coerthas cold, but this place would freeze a tit off a dragon."
She began to laugh and Estinen smiled. He stood up and offered a hand out to her. With a final chuckle, she took it and got off the bench.
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timelord-emmet · 11 months
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Chapter 9
It was decided before they try to attempt their way back to Sinnoh for their little party of humans and Mythicals to grab some lunch , of course discreetly , thankfully it was late by the time they made it to a restraint so not many people to ogle at them and Sprit is able to help hide Celibi from unwanted eyes.
After entering one of the late night restraunts and finding a corner booth Emmet and Looker look at the menu’s curiously or well Looker tried he sighed picked a radom meal he likes as the Waiter comes over and Emmet picked something spicy also meals to take away for their pokemon. The Agent looks at theSubway Master in front of him once more unable to still believe what the last few days has occurred , a human gaining powers from a POKÉMON , given so freely and accepted just as so by said human, is he even human still? besides the small snippets of powers his seen from the days in the Forest of Emmet practicing its hard to say, he looks human so probably at best he is just a Esper now, ugh Legends sake this is gonna be complicated to file away in his report and even more so prevent the higher ups from doing something drastic to keep Emmet on a leash or abusing his powers.
“Mr.Looker”
Looker flinches at his name completely lost in thought and starring at Emmet who has their head tilted curiously a eyebrow raised at him.
“It’s verrrrry rude to stare you know? Thought i said to stop worrying”
The Agent clears his throat glancing down at his drink the waiter brought over thanking them.
- Apologies but how can i not? Mr.Emmet do you have any idea the amount of trouble you be in if word of what you’ve become spreads ? The higher ups in Interpol would do anything to try keep you in check when they read my report -
“Hmm”
Emmet rests his elbow on the table placing his chin in the palm of his hand , his ever lasting smile becoming amused but his eyes show a dark promise .
“Let them try if they must , i have no alterior motives my main focus is my brother Ingo and Ingo only , though from what Sprit has been translating from Celibi is at times i’ll have to course correct a few errors or anonamlies in time from time to time”
The Subway Master thanks the waiter as their food arrives and Looker sighs doing the same as he thinks that over the two sitting in a silence as they eat , Emmet discreetly sneaking food to his two invisible companions hidden beside him , suppressing a chuckle as he was mentally told of Celibi’s dislike of the spicy food .
“I am Emmet , Mr Looker you worry and overthink to much , when the times comes for such things we will deal with them , for now we rest and focus on getting back to Sinnoh , complete the other trials and move on”
The conductor simple says humming as he hands Celibi non-spicy pieces of his food a soft smile on his face as he watches the food dissapears.
Looker rubs the bridge of his nose and reluctantly agrees.
-I suppose your right......i’ll be sure to call in a favour for a private jet then if you insist on speed running through this mess-
he takes a bite of his dinner chewing slowly , may aswell savour his food if they plan to move around as quickly as possible.
“Then it’s settled! Eat ! Private Jet, rest and trial!”
Looker swears he hears the giggles of their invisible companions at Emmets single sentence words and promptly pulls out some panadol to sea with the headache forming .
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It was 1pm when their Jet arrived and the group boarded though Celibi gave Emmet a few pats before the door shut making chirps and gestures, thankfully Sprit translates.
> Celibi can’t leave the region yet for it hasn’t got permission to enter Sinnoh as the Legendaries their are very territorial and cause whatever event is happening in the pass prevents Dialga from answering<
That makes the two human pause and thinking this over, the Subway Master gently grabs the fairy’s hand giving it a delicate kiss in thanks .
“Very well, I am Emmet , i’m thankful for the assistance you’ve given me on this Journey , i’ll be sure to use these powers accordingly “
The time fairy giggles and taps his hand a few times chirping some more .
> They say your welcome and come visit , it will try to keep contact with you when you need it<
Looker frowns muttering -When you need it?-
Though neither pokemon elaborate and Celibi gives Emmet a few more taps before leaving flying off through a small time portal, Emmet hums turning after giving a small wave and heading inside the jet to his seat .
“Hurry hurry! time to sit! Allllll Aboard Mr Looker!”
The Agent sighs closing the jet door and heading to his seat after giving the Captain their set destination , he tries to engage Emmet in conversation mostly setting down game plans and contingencies , the Subway Master seems to humour most of his ideas at best listening and answering in single sentences or words for a few hours before declaring his tired and leaning his fancy first class chair back , taking his monocle off and place his hat on his face.
Sprit decides to settle its self in his lap , it’s twin golden tails wrapping around his torso napping with him, Looker sighs watching them and fills out some more of his report as they rest .
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It’s about 11 am as they land in Sinnoh , exiting the jet , both human pokemon stretch out and have some food before heading back to Mesprite lake , before entering its den Emmet goes to dead looking tree thinking .
The Subway Master thinks for a second cogs in his head whirring then seem to click as he holds his hand out focusing back on the lessons Celibi taught it , he closes his eyes taking a breath and feels. Feels the energy around himself , the wind blowing and invisions a tree full of life and rowap berries , he hears the clock on his hat slowly whir and tick , feels as the mark of the Mythical fairy has left on his left hand ,the power infused inside by it travel from it , up his arm, through his chest and to his right arm.
Such a jarring and airy feeling but he keeps focus intill he feels the energy leave him, he opens his eyes to see leaves sprouting and the tree start to stand straight , blue energy winding and curing itself around it, small energy like clocks and the numbers flowing around it as time around the tree ethier reverses to a time it was blooming or fast fowards it to a time.
Emmet grins eyes travelling upwards as berries sprout from it and holds his hand up to one on a low branch.
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Picking the berry and exhaling as he stops his powers ,turns to the in awe Mr Looker and amused Shiny Mesprite next to them and holds his prize out in pride.
“Rowap Berry Aquired !!”
Mr Looker sputters for words while Emmet simply walks pass him and into the cave of the Lake Guardian Mesprite , Sprit following and soon Looker .
Inside he looks around for his targeted pokémon before a small flash appears and said Mythical lowers itself down to him , he grins again sharp and prideful he holds the berry up to them.
“One Rowap Berry! and the tree outside restored as added bonus!”
The Mesprite smiles taking the berry happily and one of its hands for to its feather like hair and pull suddenly a pink feather like lock floats down to The Conductors still outstretched hand .
:: Take this plume to forge the gateway to your Desire::
The Conductor practically vibrates in glee , finally progress!!! he nods thanking the pokémon and sharply turns striding out the cave in excitement , Mr Looker and Sprit quickly follow .
-So where to now Mr.Emmet?- The Agent asks after he catches up watching the conductor put the plume away and compose the self arms behind their back.
“Lake Valor ! Azelf is the next passenger to visit!”
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The Subway Master strikes a familiar pose .
“Set schedule ! Follow the Rules ! Everybody Smile! ALLLLL ABOARD!”
and promptly marches off in utter excitement and determination , Looker yelling at him to slow down as he hurried after and Sprit giggling .
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fallenwingzero · 2 years
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Relena got an opportunity for her Political Career that said she had to invite Dorothy to a party. So I came up with the headcanon that because Duo is Mars president but didn't grow up in the world of socialites and fancy dress, he asks (begs) Relena to organize a social party for the Earth's president's Mars visit.
I like to imagine that Dorothy would stir Duo up pretending to declare war and such lmao. She doesn't mean it of course, but she still enjoys watching others squirm to make her happy.
Anyways here are some pics from the party!
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Naturally, right off the bat Mariemaia and Dorothy get into a heated discussion. Lady Une and Zechs are in the background reading and trying their best not to get involved.
Doctor J wasn't even invited but like the "weed" he is decided to show up anyway.
Heero and Duo are chatting about kids in the back there. Duo offering great advice on how Fenrir was an absolute tyrant growing up (the years he new him lol) but parenthoods all worth it in the end. "Just wait until Selena and Hiruko reach their teens" lmao.
That's Milou in the front but I think he disappeared to read somewhere lol.
Of you're wondering why Relena's dress is like that it comes from this official art, and yes it does look that bad 😂
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Lady Une coming over to chat with the guys, along with Doctor J (knowing very well both Heero and Duo hate him 😂)
This was around Christmas time so it doubles as an anniversary of the Eve Wars as well as the Mariemaia War. It is also why Selena is in her cute Christmas dress ❤.
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Relena doing her bit as peacekeeper and intervening between Dorothy and Mariemaia. Party crisis averted.
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Mission Complete.
Also lol at Heero's "Dr J" thought bubble. "Why is he even here?".
Dr J is just talking about Christmas, probably trying to explain that that's why he's there and no alterior motives like, a new mission for Heero after all these years (The answer will be no x).
Duo has the Politcal speech bubble, thinking about how this campaign party went surprisingly well.
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