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isolophilian · 3 months
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ok i'm getting pretty fucking sick of seeing people (adults??) disrespecting the pjo trio's boundaries. the pjo cast in general but specifically the trio.
like they're kids, stop projecting what you wanted from the tv show onto them. you're upset Annabeth is black? go fuck yourself. you're unhappy Percy is blond and you wish he'd have at least dyed his hair black? you seriously expect a 12 year old to keep dying his hair black for a tv show that'll probably last years???? disgusting.
a lot of people keep infringing on their personal life too, and the irl shipping of Walker and Leah, like "they should date"; please for fuck's sake, they're friends, and the relationship they have with each other is honestly none of our business.
I know a lot of minor fans probably really love the trio and likely feel attracted to them, but I'm started to see the fans that don't know the boundaries of parasocial relationships. i don't think that can be helped because that's probably a part of growing up with the internet but it feels kinda gross hearing what they say because it's genuinely delusional.
but what's more disgusting is the adults being creepy towards the trio. i don't even have to say anything about that. it's gross.
tl;dr please be respectful of the pjo cast, I'm tired of seeing this shit despite the fact that it's really common. they're kids, they don't need your bullshit
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halsbandfuchs · 4 months
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Hi! Do you have any Headcanons about Fox, maybe specifically about how he is with his partner on a daily basis, or in public? I'd love to see your take on it, only if you're okay with so of course! 🫶🫶
The way I ran so fast to my notes app only to realize its all in my brain KDBDJB
General HC;
I like to think he wears nice clothes outside the home, but when he's just chilling at home he's slip into a hoodie (yes the ahegao hoodie is a go-to) and sweatpants. It's comfy time
He and his bodyguards are pretty close friends. He likes them cus they're big and strong and lowkey kinda hot. He likes to sit and listen to their banter between streams- it's entertaining
He's ALSO really close friends with Celia; she's among the first people he'll contact in an emergency (aside from the obvious) or if he's bored. They have a spa day once a month
He's a bit of a parent friend, but he's the kind that'll laugh at you before helping
If he accidentally cuts himself while making dinner he'll just stare at the wound for a second like "oh" before patching it up
He babysat Derek for a bit while he was getting his business up and running so he basically watched the guy grow up. That's probably the closest thing he'd ever want to a kid (He hates kids cus of Derek kdbdjd that kid was TERRIBLE). He's got a bit of a fatherly attachment to him nonetheless
Relationship HC;
He would absolutely SPOIL his partner. Something in a store window catches your eye? As soon as you arent looking he'll buy you three
He's EXTREMELY physically affectionate. There's hardly any point where he isn't cuddling or touching you in some way, and if you're out in public he's got his hand in yours or around your waist, or his tail is brushing the backs of your legs
If he's comfortable enough with a person, he'll slowly drop the flirty businessman persona and allow himself to feel safe in private. Once his guard is down, he'll be more like his younger self in terms of how he acts around you at home. He just seems a lot more comfortable and happy, so the shift doesn't bother his partner much
Lowkey wants to buy matching collars but is also So Iffy about it. He annoys himself with it
He takes you to parties and formal events (if you want go, at least) and when he does, god forbid you leave his line of sight for more than 3 minutes. He'll only allow this if you have to use the bathroom and will stand next to the door to make sure you come out okay. Otherwise he'll tear down the place looking for you
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misshoneyimhome · 8 months
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Never gonna give you up | Auston Matthews  
Tags: soft!auston; Austonxreader;
A/n: I couldn't sleep last night, and this is what happened 😉 hope you enjoy it
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I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you
"Never Gonna Give You Up" - Rick Astley
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You had been dating Auston for most of the 2022-2023 hockey season.
Initially, you weren't entirely sure about getting involved with an NHL hockey player. But Auston was persistent. His charm had this peculiar effect on you, and eventually, you couldn't resist.
And you've never looked back since.
Despite Auston's hectic schedule, the ups and downs of his hockey games, the constant travel, and all the media attention, you loved being with him. He had this incredible personality that just clicked with you from day one.
And when the Leafs made it to the second round of the Stanley Cup, you were over the moon.
You were genuinely happy for Auston, and all you wanted was to see him happy. And hockey made him happy, so you were all in, no matter what. The good, the bad, and everything in between.
But then the Leafs lost. And the offseason officially started.
It had been an incredible summer with Auston. He took you to meet his family for a few weeks, you were his plus one at Mitch and Stephanie's wedding, you even joined him for some of his publicity stuff when you had the time.
Honestly, it was kind of fun being a part of his world.
Before you met Auston, you weren't really into hockey. Sure, you knew the sport existed, but you didn't really get it. That all changed when you ran into a frazzled Auston in the cereal aisle at the local supermarket. Cereal boxes went flying, and the rest, as they say, is history.
A few weeks later, you went on your first coffee date.
But it wasn't just the hockey games stressing Auston out. His contract was also on his mind. He had one more year left in Toronto before it expired, so he needed to re-sign or potentially join another team.
But he really wanted to stay in Toronto. It was his team, the one he'd been with since 2016. It was home.
And it was your home too.
Normally, Auston would mostly think about himself and his career. But ever since he met you, he couldn't help but wonder how you felt about it all. To be honest, maybe all his worry wasn't just about re-signing or his salary.
He was also worried about you and your relationship. You didn't grow up in the hockey world like many other girlfriends and wives. You weren't used to how the whole moving teams and cities thing worked.
And that had Auston beyond stressed out.
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And it was this worry that led to a conversation one casual Tuesday evening. You were both sprawled out on his sofa, watching TV after a delicious dinner.
Auston was on his back, facing the TV, and you were on top of him, your head and hand on his chest.
His breathing was slow, but it wasn't steady. Auston had something on his mind.
Out of the blue, he broke the silence.
"(Your nickname)," he began, still staring at the TV.
"Yeah, baby?"
He turned his head to look at you.
"What if I don't re-sign?" his voice was low and shaky.
"What do you mean? You still have one more year," you matched his low tone and looked up at him, resting your head on your hands.
"Yeah, but what if I don't re-sign or get traded?" His eyes looked sad, and his expression screamed worry.
"Then I guess you'll find another team that'll be lucky to have you," you reassured him with a soft smile.
"Yeah, maybe... but," he bit his lip, struggling to get the words out.
"But what, baby?" you raised yourself up a bit, supporting your weight on your arms, and looked deeply into his eyes. "Auston, you're an amazing hockey player, and you played so fucking well this season. The team even came closer to winning the Stanley Cup, which, from what I understand, is pretty impressive, and you were a big part of that."
Auston nodded slightly, and a small smile crept back onto his lips. "I know... it's just... what about us?"
"What about us?" you asked gently.
"I mean, if I were to move... what about us?" His smile faded again as his eyes locked onto yours.
You let out a little sigh. You'd talked about this before, but it was different back then, when you were just getting serious. At that point, you both wanted to take things slow and not think too far ahead. You just wanted to enjoy the moment and see where it led.
But now, it was time to face it.
"Aus," you whispered gently, "Remember when we first started seeing each other? Your determination and how many times I said no," you said, your lips curving into a fond smile. "Even though deep down, I knew I wanted to be with you, because I had my doubts about dating a pro athlete,” You paused, collecting your thoughts. “But you, Auston, you changed everything. I couldn't resist you. I fell head over heels in love with you. And I'd be in love with you anywhere in the world. So, if it means embracing your hockey career, then that's what we'll do - together."
Auston looked at you, silent for a moment.
Your eyes locked as he absorbed your words.
"So... you'd be up for moving with me if that's what it takes?"
"If you want me to move with you, hell yes," you almost whispered, smiling as you saw the wheels turning in his head.
"I'm never gonna give you up, you know that, right?" he grinned.
"Oh, I'm counting on it," you giggled softly. "You won't get rid of me that easily."
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A Day With Daddy
dni: k!nk, anti-agere, agepl4y, or ddlg-esque blogs 🍄 this blog is a safe space for age regressors and age dreamers 🍄
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Summary: Little!Reader and CG!Daddy!Bucky have a day of play when Stevie's away 🥰
Request from @juiceboxgothbaby: hey I would really love a CG!stucky Little!reader fix where Steve goes out for a while and reader and Bucky get silly and make a mess and then steve comes home
Relationship: Caregiver Bucky Barnes x Caregiver Steve Rogers x AgeRe Little Reader
Word Count: 1,092
Content Warnings: usage of "daddy" and "dada" (but in a nonsexual context), playing messily and chaotically
Author's Note: hi! thank you for the request! i'm very proud of myself for writing a completed fic. i haven't been able to do so for a long time. reader is completely neutral from what i can tell. there are parts that may seem not body size friendly but i promise my intention was to make it to where you can really feel little as you read! i hope y'all enjoy!
(if there is anything else you believe i should put as a warning or to change to make reader more neutral please let me know! /gen /srs)
"Bye-bye, dada!" you shouted from the front door, waving your hand so fast your wrist ached. It wasn't painful though, and you really wanted to show your dada a whole lotta love as he got into his car. He wanted to spend the day with you, he told you himself. However, Tony Stank called your dada away. But that was okay because you knew he needed to do "saving the world" stuff.
Steve opened the door to his black pickup truck, placing one foot on the step and turning to face you. "I'll be back in no time, kiddo." He smiled. "Be good for daddy."
"I will!" Your eyes squinted from how wide you grinned.
Your dada sat in the driver's seat, waving once more before pulling out the driveway. You watched as he drove away, and continued to watch even more despite him already being out of your sight. Being away from your dada left a pain in your heart. You still had Bucky though, your daddy, to watch over you and keep you company.
Bucky walked closer to the front door, observing you still standing at the door frame, looking out where your dada once was.
"He'll be back, pumpkin. Dada always comes back."
You whined, jutting out your bottom lip in a pout.
Bucky never took that to heart. He knew you loved hanging out with him just as much as you loved being with your Stevie. But that didn't mean you still wouldn't feel a sting in your adorable, loving heart.
Luckily, your Daddy knew just what to do.
"Little one," You turned to face Bucky. "I got these new paints, and I've been dying to try them out. Do you want to join Daddy?"
You gasped and smiled brightly. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Your daddy adoringly laughed at your joy. He knew it would work.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go, Daddy, c'mon!" you dragged him to the living room.
"Alrighty, cutie patootie, I'm coming."
Your caregivers shared a bunch of similarities. It made sense considering how long they've known each other and how well they bonded closely. The only difference between your dada and daddy you've ever been able to notice is their strictness. Daddy does things before thinking. His worry is focused on you having fun and having a good time. At the end of it, he'll concern himself with the mess and make sure little and big you didn't feel bad in the slightest. He always makes sure you knew it was absolutely okay because you had fun and that was his most important rule.
Your dada is a different story. Of course, he wants you to have fun and enjoy being little, but he also believed rules and structure were something that you needed and could highly benefit from. No punishments are given, but he makes sure little you is disciplined in a way that'll help you grow. He sets your bedtimes, ensures you eat healthily, makes sure your activities are safe, amongst other things.
So, when caregiving you together, Bucky and Steve are able to balance each other. But, when they're seperate (especially when Bucky is alone with little you) things become...well, interesting.
Your favorite kid safe song played on loop in the living room, blasting so loud your next door neighbors could probably hear it word for word. You and your daddy had jumped on the couch, on the beds, and danced on the floors. The only thing he didn't let you do was jump off the dining table. But your pout was quickly gone when he explained that he didn't want his precious little one to get hurt. He compromised by picking you up, spinning you around, and having you "fly" around the house in his arms like a superhero.
"Look at you go, my little avenger! We're recruiting you know... you'd be the cutest, adorablest, most powerful avenger there ever was!"
Silly string was sprayed all over the wall, the couches, the floor, and especially in one corner of your playroom, where you tried to make a spider web. Unfortunately, it crumbled and held barely any weight at all. You decided you'd have to FaceTime Peter Parker at some point to assist you in perfecting the art of web building.
Your utmost favorite part of the day was the humongous painting you did on the fence of your backyard.
Daddy had cheered you on and complimented you the entire time.
"Good job, my little Vincent Van Gogh!"
"Wow! How did I get so lucky to have the most talented baby in the whole wide world? No, universe. The best baby in the whole universe!"
"I'm gonna have to call Tony. I got the smartest little doll on my hands."
By the time it was seven o clock, you started getting worn down and a bit hungry.
"Daddy, can I has some nuggies?" you asked while yawning, leaning your head on the dining table.
Bucky patted your head. "Of course, bubba."
You ate about half the nuggies when your eyes started drooping and feeling very, very heavy.
Your daddy noticed this and set down the fork he held that still had a small piece of chicken nugget on it.
He picked you up, letting your head rest on his shoulder and your arms wrap around his neck. Your daddy carried you to your room and set you down on the bed. He grabbed clean pairs of comfy clothes to help you change into before tucking you into bed and kissing your forehead.
"Sweet dreams, my little one." He handed you your best friend stuffie that you quickly grabbed and hugged close to your chest. Not even a second later, you drifted off into dreamland.
Bucky cleaned up every single piece of silly string, organized your toys and art utensils, and wiped down all of the surfaces in record time.
He felt like he was in the clear. I mean, there was no piece of chaoticness left from their adventurous day.
That was, until Steve walked into the living room holding up a single leftover strand of silly string, placing his other hand on his hip.
"Do I even want to know what you guys did today?"
"No." Bucky smiled. "It would stress you out just to hear it."
"New rule for the house... Silly String is outside play only." Steve let out a breathy laugh as he threw away the stranded piece of silly string. You had fun, and that's all that mattered.
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worukin · 1 year
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Hello,I hope you're doing great!
Can i request for a oneshot of how would yan!prince react to crownprince!reader being forced to marry a princess in order for him to become king even tho they are in a public relationship?Would he try to show readers parents that he is a better option?
-⚘️anon
╭୨୧︰ prince yandere x crown prince reader
・✦⇢ oooh boy. i might do more info about my oc's soon that'll help differentiate their behaviour lol. this was very fun!
︰꒰1・ ( warnings ) — slight possessive behaviour, yandere themes, clinginess, pet names, jealousy, attempted arranged marriage and past mentions of it, homophobia from parents, mentions of use of dark magic, yan prince using unique methods to convince your parents (though specifics are left unsaid).
︰꒰2・ ( notes ) — AA MY FIRST REQUEST AND ANON!! giggling n kicking my feet <3 ( word count: 1k )
( if you are uncomfy with this type of content, kindly block me instead. have fun reading and enjoy <3 )
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You've been sitting in the throne room for quite awhile now, growing used to your parents attitude. It wasn't the first time they tried to introduce you to another girl.
The first time they did this made you realize they didn't really support your current relationship. It's not that they hated your lover, it's just they never really thought you two were in a 'serious' relationship.
"Oh Y/n! You must be kidding, you cannot become King with no lover!" Cried your mother. Holding back a scoff as you sat still— wishing to get out of here. "I told you she's not fit for him, I knew the girl from the North was better!" Your father yelled out in response.
A sigh escaped your lips. "Mother, Father please. It's no use arguing about such a matter for hours." You tried to be polite about it, so they could let you off.
They frowned in return, tense shoulders lowering. "You're right son, why don't you try and find Princess Amelia? She's somewhere around the East wing. Perhaps you'll converse more maturely than us!" Said your mother, who hurriedly pushed you out of the room.
Your fists clenched as you heard them whisper behind the door. Not considering if you were still there or not.
"Dear, you know we can't have a king with... you know! It's just not right."
"I'm not saying anything, I'm just worried how the advisors will react."
"How will our bloodline continue if our son is in a... relationship with a boy?"
"Even if they are open to the public, there are those against this and it could sully our name! The royal family would be no more."
"You know how much the royal advisors are against them. But you let them run off and do what boys shouldn't be doing anyway!"
"What if he taints us with the sin he's commiting? Dear please think rationally! This could be the end of our image!"
That... was certainly not what you intended to do. You knew your parents had their opinions but you wished they'd at least try to be more discreet about it.
You tried to stop thinking about it, and you're sure you'll find a way to fix this. What you just wanted to do now was look for— "Yoohoo! Y/n!" Your eyes found the voice, your lover standing at the end of the hallway.
A soft smile formed as you raised your arms, wanting an embrace from your beloved. "Hello my darling, how are you this afternoon?" He asked, nuzzling into your neck.
"Good, I hope~" a soft chuckle followed right after he left a peck on your lips. "Why don't we go to the garden, my dear?" You said trying to get away from the Throne room as much as possible.
Heart swelling at the way your lover lit up, grabbing your hand and leading you down the familiar halls. "Oh yes! You know exactly what to do, don't you?" He giggled when you interlaced your fingers.
As you made it to the garden, both of you quickly sat in your special place. He wasted no time to wrap his arms around you again, puckering his lips for a kiss.
You leaned in and your nose's brushed together, before giving him a delicate kiss. He was so warm— you wished to become king with him as your lover. Not Amelia.
"Oh my love, do you have something to say?" He chuckled when you're face changed to one of a person being caught red handed. "Don't act surprised, you looked so sad when you left the Throne room."
Your eyes looked away as he leaned into you. Twirling a loose strand of your hair from his finger. "Won't you tell me?"
Frowning once he saw your eyes dim even more, and when you went rigid in his touch— oh how it sent such a sorrowful ache in his chest. To see his darling so hurt made him hurt.
Eyes widening once he held your hand, and once you saw such a passionate fire in his eyes it reminded you how much he did love you. But it did nothing but bring you more shame. You felt dishonest with him— despite this whole ordeal not being favourable to you.
"They're getting impatient, my parents. This is the fourth time I've had a meeting arranged with another princess." You winced once his grip tightened, and you couldn't dare look him in the eyes.
"What..? The fourth? This isn't the first time?" His voice was so small it made you hurt. It was as if you were actually cheating on him and throwing away your relationship.
"I'm sorry dear... I have no control over it. I just can't stand up to them no matter how hard I try and—" he placed a finger on your lips. A shadow cast over his eyes.
Heavy breathes left him, making you worried. "Dear? Are you alright?" Holding him in your arms did help ease the painful squeeze on his chest, but just a tiny little bit.
He let out a shaky sigh, forcing a weary smile. You swear you could see tears from the corners of his eyes. "Yes love, why don't we head to bed? The sky's gotten dark already hasn't it?"
Quickly standing up and leaving no disagreement— he lead you to your quarters and practically forced you to sleep then and there.
"Oh my dear... I see how hard this is for you. Don't worry, your beloved will deal with this~" he whispered, arms shaking as he wrapped you in a firm hug. His poor darling didn't deserve to suffer such pain having to talk from one piece of trash to another.
But don't worry. He'll make it all better. And you'll be happier sooner than ever. Your beloved will make sure nothing will harm you anymore, and he'll do anything to keep it that way.
He might... call upon some dark forces he's been working with. But not to worry! He knows the do's and don'ts after making a few deals with them for years now. They're mostly harmless— when playing the right cards.
When you wake up the next day there's no need for you to worry about another princess anymore. He's already settled it with your parents. Now you can live happily without thinking about some girl from the north~
He'll do anything to keep you within his arms and not in anothers. And that means taking bold measures that could risk his title. It's a good thing your parents are very compliant with his unique methods.
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asstrolo · 2 years
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astrology post but I only talk about my placements
I'm doing this not only in a self-centered way but also as a physiological study about my own chart, trying to see if anyone else can relate.
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sun aspecting chiron; I want to start by saying I don't feel any sort of responsibility towards anyone hehe, BUT this placement is difficult, depending on what kind of aspects are in play there are different results, the native that has this has sort of spiritual responsibility with unhealed souls and people they encounter look for their advice. These people suffer a lot (depending on house and sign as well) growing up, as they don't feel supported and have a really hard time asking for help, imposter syndrome is likely for these people too.
A little advice I'd give to people with this placement is to look for spirituality to heal or to feel supported, it helps a lot.
venus retrograde; when a person has this placement is hard to connect with the venusian parts of themselves, if they have Libra or Taurus placements it's good to check where and where are the houses located in Libra and Taurus, (ex; a Scorpio rising has Taurus in the 7th and Libra in the 12th) that'll tell us what is something that doesn't come easy to us, is harder to understand or make people like it when you're the one who's doing it. There's a lot that comes from this placement and it always takes us back to past relationships as it's difficult for them to learn lessons when it comes to love and relationships.
mercury opposite third house; very specific i know, you could also add it to mercury in a detrimental sign or squaring sun/ASC; having this is kind of a hit or miss, it force you to practice a lot in your words and your speech, as people tend to misunderstand what you're saying, either be offended by it or confused. If throughout your life you make no progress with the way you present your ideas and work on how you speak to others, you'll have the problem of forever being misunderstood. That's why I think this aspect is actually a lesson in astrology, you must learn how to better your introverted nature and fear of criticism.
moon aspecting neptune; any aspect between the moon and neptune has the same repercussions, your emotions could be based off of fantasy or ideas you created, having a hard aspect is somebody who always has anxious and negative thoughts that are far from the truth, thus they have the tendency to become addicted to substances that relaxes them. Having an easy aspect is somebody who idealizes everything and avoid negative situations with avoidance, having a conjunction is somebody who's aware that their fantasies are just fantasies.
Lilith in Aquarius, in an air sign or air house; having Lilith in the sign of connections and individuality gives a person uniqueness and their deepest emotions are something they are constantly trying to analyze and and understand those emotions instead of just feeling them. They are judged when they open up about their ideals and they can be seen as the odd one out. Having Lilith in an air house (the social signs) makes their interactions with people extra difficult or significant to ones identity,
-> Lilith in 3rd has trouble with communicating and people might get easily offended by this person's out of the box thinking, Lilith in 11th always have traumatic experiences with friends and people they know on internet, they have stalkers and people get obsessed with their social media persona, Lilith in 7th has bad experience with romantic partners and face injustice when it comes to their relationships, people take advantage of them and when there's conflict in relationship they're always the one to blame.
mars in hard aspects to jupiter; they have a hard time deciding what they want to do with their life and are prone to anger issues, i believe this placement is very complicated as growing up the person deals with a lot off negativity and suppressed emotions as they don't know how to express themselves very well. If you have this maybe you should consider activities that have to do with art or body movement to relieve the stress, you get stressed easily too.
this is super personal but having an aquarius moon and cancer rising, or aquarius and cancer in your big three is very complicated, I feel very overwhelmed by my emotions and when I can't analyze them I have a mental breakdown. Cancers are super emotional and sensitive beings, they can be moody and it's difficult for them to hide their feelings, Aquarius are the complete opposite to all of that. And it's HARDDDD
saturn conjunct jupiter; this conjunction is also called The Great Conjunction, these people are born for something great and important, depending on the house it's in, the things you want related to the house are delayed. For example, if you have a 5th in both Saturn and Jupiter while they conjunct, your desire is to live for art, to romanticize your life and to experience all the beautiful things life can offer, but it's hard to achieve this since maybe you were born into a serious and structured household, where you weren't allowed to express the more childlike parts of yourself. As you get older, and once you've gone through your first Saturn return, you'll work on making your ideas a reality.
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I'm back on my stupid astrology bitch shit
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bringthekaos · 4 months
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Your "Jayce is the one to banish Viktor" theory is a very fun idea to rotate in one's brain, but may I suggest another potential way that things could go down. Mel's weird back thing brings up a shield, that protects herself, Jayce and either partially or fully Viktor. What Jayce does in the seconds before, during, and after the explosion are probably going to be major plot decider for that side of the story. Being if he chooses to try and protect Mel or Viktor (I guess he could keep himself safe, but for plot dramatics I doubt that'll be what happens). If he goes for Viktor, then what I'm thinking kind of falls apart, but if he goes for Mel, then it can also serve as a parallel to him walking out on her to be with Viktor when he was diagnosed. In the chaos of the aftermath, Viktor has the time to slip away and begin to make his way to the lab. Jayce eventually follows him, and while I like the idea of Jayce using the Hexcore to save Viktor after he swore to him that he'd destroy it, I don't think Jayce is in the room when Viktor uses it, because as we saw with sky the Hexcore will just kill whatever life is in the room that isn't its user (be that a sign of it being aware and possessing some degree of want to keep Viktor alive, or not), but also I don't know what the Hexcore takes in the place of Viktor's life if he were to try and use it solo, so I don't know. But Jayce walks in on a Viktor with his Void augmentations on full display (Maybe he was too close to the Hexclaw while doing this and this is how it gets merged to his back), able to not only stand straight and unaided, but also walk. And Jayce freaks out, but doesn't betray Viktor, at no point even considering turning him in. I think he does end up getting Mel involved though, maybe without letting Viktor know beforehand because he isn't able to see that Viktor and Mel don't exactly get along or why Viktor may not want anyone at all to know what's happened, regardless of if Jayce trusts them or not. I think Mel's the one who ends up spelling it out for Jayce that as someone from the undercity Viktor is in massive danger, and maybe even the one who suggests aloud first that Viktor should flee to Zaun. It could be a great opportunity to give her some more moral dubiousness, the question of if she'd suggesting this because she genuinely wants to help Viktor, if it's because she understands Viktor as someone Jayce cares for and thus Viktor getting hurt would hurt Jayce, of if her motives are entirely selfish and she just wants to get rid of Viktor (much in the same way that if she's actually romantically interested in Jayce or just manipulating him for her own gain is kept obscure for the majority of their relationship). I could see Jayce wanting so bad to go down to the undercity to see if Viktor is okay, and when he finally has a window of opportunity to find him, he's met with a very different man to the one he last saw. A butterfly who has emerged from his metamorphosis, a magician having completed The Turn, taken an ordinary dying man and turned him into something extraordinary. Sorry for the ramble.
No no, keep rambling!!!
I love hearing everyone’s different takes on what they think will happen. I saw the “Mel golden shield” theory a lot in the early days, also that she is a Mage in hiding. And while there are degrees of legitimacy to all these theories, I just… really want her to live. From a story standpoint. We’ve already seen one female character fridged, and I’m honestly just sorta… tired of that storyline? We really don’t need yet another woman destroyed to progress a man’s character arc. Not just for Arcane, but like… in all storytelling. That plot point is so played out, it’s beyond stale and growing mold. So I’m just really hoping she lives.
So assuming she lives, this could be an interesting path to take, kinda building off the “Jayce is pulled in two different directions and trying to do both but not realizing he’s splitting down the middle” that they’ve already set up in season one. But this too would have to be done delicately, cuz we certainly don’t want Mel’s role to devolve to jealous lover. She’s so much more than that, she’s smart and cunning and wise beyond her years. I just don’t see her stooping to getting rid of Viktor purely out of romantic interest in Jayce. But perhaps it could be a culmination of things, say maybe if Viktor’s connection to the core starts to affect his sanity… it could be one of those “wrong thing for the right reasons” type deals—she thinks she’s helping both of them, but in the end it gets twisted by outside forces/misunderstandings?
There’s also Ambessa to consider. No matter what happens to Mel, I think we can all agree that Mommy Medarda is not going to take an attempt on her daughter’s life lightly (whether her reaction is borne of actual care for her daughter or a twisting of “care” into a more political/military opportunity remains to be seen). But either way, Ambessa wanted Hextech weapons for herself and for Noxus. So in the aftermath of this attack, Viktor’s voice for “we don’t build weapons” will likely get even smaller, and perhaps that is where the split starts to happen. Jayce even said “we have the knowledge to defend ourselves.” So I’m sure there will be a degree of guilt on his end, if he’d just built those weapons like Mel asked, this may not have happened (spoiler alert: it would have). But therein could be another opportunity for the split between Jayce and Viktor—this is the line they draw in the sand.
Anyway, now I’m the one who’s rambling. (Also sorry it took me so long to answer, the Holidays steamrolled me. But I always love to discuss these theories with you guys!)
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Kiyoi and Anna
I haven't posted anything substantive about Eternal yet as I'm trying to finish a three-part thing on the series that I've been writing off and on in little bits since season 2 ended. It should be ready to post soon and that'll clear the way for some more Eternal discussion. I'm also still processing the movie a bit. But I have a thought I wanted to share in the meantime.
One of the biggest things I've been mulling over from Eternal (and to a lesser extent season 2, but it's a lot more developed in the movie) is Kiyoi's friendship with Anna. It's easy to overlook this aspect of it, but I think it's one of the most significant bits of character development in the film.
I'd given a good bit of thought to what it would be like to be a closeted high school student at various points in my life. (I was too unaware of my own sexuality at that age to be closeted myself.) But it was only after watching this series that I thought about how much more difficult it would be in certain ways to be a closeted high school boy who gets a ton of attention from girls. Kiyoi clearly has some specific strategies he uses to survive this situation. During the part of s1 where he and Hira are in high school, whenever we see Kiyoi talk to a girl or when someone talks to him about a girl, he mostly just goes into gray rock mode. It's easy to imagine what sort of learning experiences he must have had on the way to developing these strategies. There must have been instances of drama, unwanted advances, and close calls where peers could have figured out about his sexuality. The best method of avoiding this he has found is just to engage as little as possible. Being closeted undoubtedly made it difficult, if not impossible, to have authentic friendships in general at that age. But it completely ruled out having even the most shallow of friendships with girls. It's possible that Kiyoi has never had a friendship this meaningful at all before. His shallow relationships with Shirota and his crew in high school seem likely to have been the norm for him throughout his formative years. His relationship with Hira was hardly a friendship. After high school, he didn't bond with his theater group much. He did connect with Iruma a little bit, but it's not like they were close. How could they be when Iruma was always hitting on Kiyoi despite his clear lack of interest? From what we've seen in the series, it seems possible, if not likely, that Anna is Kiyoi's first real friend.
So it's really remarkable that he has been able to form this friendship. It's exciting to see him having an authentic friendships at all, but a female friend he's out to and can actually confide in about things? Who he offers support to in return? That's huge. Anna also gently pushes back on some of the more obviously skewed things he says and holds up a mirror to his thought process in other ways. That's a sign this friendship has the potential to help Kiyoi grow as a person. He provides her some meaningful perspective when she's struggling, too. Circumstances are a big part of this change. Being out of school and in a professional world that's at least relatively accepting of LGBTQ+ folks both really help. But in addition to being supportive of personal growth, this friendship is a sign of how far Kiyoi has already come in that department.
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I have no idea if I've asked you before but here we go! Your PA headcanons! Please dump them on me!
SO YOU HAVE CHOSEN DEATH
Ok ok ok so. I'll go by order of character. Some of them may or may not be mutually exclusive
Olive
A god (of halloween and the dead) similar to those in 90%s other game, Cool Kid Cody. Essentially they can canonically see the hearts above people's heads and are aware of the time shenanigans - they just say the same things each time so that outcomes are predictable. They don't mind dying, and the player is a power they contacted with magic. Theoretically at the end of each game they make a little pocket space in the clouds where they hang out with their friends in semi-god form, but also it's more fun to think no one knows (except patches but that'll be explored in his section). It's even FUNNER to think that they're not keeping it particularly secret, it's just that no one has asked so they didn't say anything. Olive is the shortest aside from Angel. Their house is in the god realm which means in the normal realm they're technically homeless which is why Coco had trouble contacting them in PA2.
Brownie
A chubby lil' corgi. Goes to parties and has a somewhat rough relationship with her parents because she keeps going off and doing things. Her family's rich. She paid for the milkshakes at the end of PA1. She's only marginally taller than Olive. She's a great negotiator, and has the best danger-meter of the group. She could be a powerful manipulator but really just prefers to be funny and cool. Has lots of connections. Might grow up to be a lawyer-
Sparky
Sports guy!!! Plays hockey but also does track and baseball. Has a sports scholarship. Tall as fuck (taller than Patches, even) and is constantly restless, balanced out by the sports. Known as the humble cool dude in his team. The guy you'd trust to hold your drink. Has good self-restraint and strong morals, but is not immune to temptation. Fairly good self-esteem, usually.
Coco
Such an older sister. Values honesty and reliability - would keep a promise if it killed her. Naturally volatile, but likes being kind and getting compliments. Her love language is gift-giving. She pays the bills by doing magic jobs. Her parents are dead (rip) and Angel is all she has, and the main thing she lives for. Before murdering Hachiko High, after finding out Angel was dead, she cried for six hours straight before wrecking her kitchen and crying for 12 more hours.
Angel
He has an inferior twink body and used to wear his hair in a braid. He has low blood sugar and has trouble eating, but Coco helps him. He likes sweets and books and blueberries. He's bi for men and enbies. He has memory problems from being resurrected, and mourns all of himself that he's forgotten. Prone to cute things.
Patches
His mom is dead and his dad fucking sucks so he likes to stay at Olive's house. The first time he went to their house was right after PA2 when he was in Angel's body and collared, which was also when he found out Olive is a god. Olive made him have fun and take care of himself. He hated it. Still has a craving for blood, and each of his friends have a different way of helping him with it. Sparky likes to spar, Angel urges him to write, Brownie gives him snacks (eat a snickers you're not you when you're hungry), Coco beats the shit out of him, and Olive hugs him until he feels better. On a few occasions when Olive has accidentally gotten hurt, Patches has drank their blood. Olive is okay with this. Patches listens to mother mother.
Let me know if you want me to elaborate on some things or ramble about other characters I'm so fucking excited by this game
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saratogaroadwrites · 10 months
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Promise
promise | saratogaroad rating: G wordcount: 1913 characters: Shiro, Keith, Reader (GN-OC) relationships: Shiro/Reader other tags: Grief/Mourning, reunions warnings: None.
You sigh against his shoulder, but he pulls away to look at you. His eyes are warm, filled with love that makes your heart grow in size. He puts his hand on your cheek.
"Hey." He kisses your forehead, your nose. "I'll come back. I promise."
---- What if Shiro left behind an S/O when he left for the Kerberos Mission? A year is a very long time to wait. (Written pre-Season 2, and long before we knew Adam existed. Tried to keep it gender-neutral all the same.)
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You've been dating Shiro--Takashi Shirogane but he really does prefer Shiro--for almost a year when he's assigned to the Kerberos mission. Pluto's fourth moon, you can't even see the thing from the telescope you've dragged up onto the Garrison's flat roof. The fact that it's too cloudy to make out even Mars doesn't help, but Shiro smiles at your attempts anyway.
"Hey," He says as you plop down beside him, frustrated, "It's only for a year." He reaches up to run his fingers through your hair, rubbing your shoulder as you lean against him. "I'll be back before you know it."
"A year's a long time, Takashi." You say in response, the rare use of his given name turning his smile wry. He pulls you in closer until you're almost smushed together, the pulse in his neck strong beneath your ear.
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder." You can hear him grin, sure and confident. You love that about him. Barely graduated with last year's class and already taking a science team to the outer reaches of the system. Sure, it's just a science mission and they'll be back within a year, but it's not just any prodigy that gets chosen for this. "Though you're pretty fond of me already."
"Oh," You laugh, "I'll show you fond!"
There's a certain heat to the kiss, a certain heat that pools in your belly every time he kisses you like this, and you run your fingers through his short cropped hair to pull him close, his hands on your back to do the same. You kiss until you're both breathless, flushed and leaning on one another. Below, the Garrison calls for lights out in ten minutes. You sigh against his shoulder, but he pulls away to look at you. His eyes are warm, filled with love that makes your heart grow in size. He puts his hand on your cheek.
"Hey." He kisses your forehead, your nose. "I'll come back. I promise."
----
He lied. He doesn't come back.
----
Life goes on like it always has after he's gone. The Garrison has a moment of silence, both for Shiro and the Holts, but nothing changes. Classes, assignments, internships and training...it's all the same. Only the color's been leeched out, you think to yourself, drained through the Shiro-shaped hole in your chest. He was gone for so long that his dorm was already long cold, his scent faded. His things are boxed in your dorm where he asked you to keep them, clothes and accolades and personal effects. There's no next of kin, family long gone and buried. There was just you, Shiro, and Keith.
Keith, who gets himself kicked from the Garrison within a month of Shiro's death. Shiro was his anchor, his best friend, his reason to be better, and now Shiro is gone. There is just you and Keith now, and you're not an anchor. Not the kind he needs, anyway. You spend what free time you have with Keith, trying to keep him from collapsing in on himself like the star you and Shiro knew he could be, even if in the desert the only thing that'll come down is the ramshackle hut he calls home. You don't talk much--the only connection you had was Shiro--but you think he appreciates you being there anyway.
"Do you think he's out there?" He asks you one late night, when everything is pitch dark except for the moon and stars. Trying to find Kerberos through the viewfinder of a telescope, you don't look up even as your heart skips a beat and your stomach knots itself up again. You know who he's talking about, know the Shiro-shaped hole in your chest with its still throbbing edges.
He has one, too.
You sigh, sitting back on your hands. Stars glimmer overhead, as they always have. As they always will. Shiro's hands ghost through your hair, grown out since the last time you saw him. Everything's the same, everything's changed. You swallow hard.
"...I don't know, Keith," You say, unable to voice the words you know to be true. That Shiro really is dead and gone, not just trapped somewhere like in those novels you used to laugh over together. "I don't know." ---
Months pass. A year since Shiro left comes and goes without fanfare, without mention. Classes are ongoing, graduation for your year next month. Cadets wash in, cadets wash out. Life continues as it always has.
Until, one night, it doesn't. Keith calls you in the dead of night, the hour so late it's early. He tells you to come to the shack, that he needs your eyes. He never calls, not without a good reason, and so you go. He picks you up at the edge of the Garrison property, hoverbike eating up the desert like it's so much paved road. The shack stands, his notes and diagrams and charts pinned to the wall. You've been out here doing this before, helping him look for whatever calls him to those cliffs and canyons, but there's more to work with now.
"I've almost got it," He says to you as you tack a photo to the wall, uncaring of your eyes wanting to close and stay closed for a few hours. "I just..." He rakes both hands through his hair, the bags under his eyes thicker than before. "I...Shiro would have figured it out by now."
He's right, you think to yourself. Shiro would know what to do. But he's not here anymore. He'll never be here again.
You still can't bring yourself to say it. It's been a year, but you can't bring yourself to say he's gone. There's a new name on the marker the Garrison has, for those lost to the stars and space in the name of Progress, three new names and a small memorial ceremony the day they were revealed, but you still can't say it even to yourself.
"...Yeah," You finally whisper, smoothing wrinkled papers just to do something with your hands. "He would have."
Keith's next words die in a wash of fire. You both rush to the window as it lights up like daylight, like sunrise. Only it's not. It's a fireball. He's a step ahead of you to rush outside, heat like summer cooking the desert sand as a fireball lights the sky. You watch it go, the shape irregular, metals gleaming in the light of re-entry. It's not a meteor. It's a sort of pod, black even against the flames that chase it down. Thoughts of a missile, of an attack on the Garrison, pass through your mind before they go up in flames as the thing, whatever it is, crashes into the desert with a plume of dust, not smoke and fire. Not a missile then, but what?
Keith is on his bike before you can turn to ask, calling that he's going to check this out, and he's gone before you can react or even hope to stop him.
Again, you are alone.
You hope the Shiro-shaped hole in your chest doesn't add a Keith-sized addition to it tonight, but he has your only ride out of the desert. There is nothing to do but wait, tidying the tiny shack and stacking boxes. There's some of Shiro's things here, clothes and books that make your heart jump to your throat even though you knew they'd be here. For the thousandth time, you wish he was here, back with you, back after the mission was completed with flying colors.
For the thousandth time, he is not here.
The roar of Keith's bike jolts you away from the sadness, throaty and heavier than before, as if carrying a weight it's not meant to carry. You throw the door open, step into the desert wind, and stare. There are five on a bike meant for two at the most, Keith and three faces that you know, sort of. They're in a younger year, faces passed in the hallways and names passed in gossip. They aren't your focus. Your focus is on the man between Keith and the lanky one as they jump down, on a familiar face you thought you'd never see again.
Shiro.
Your voice has left you, heart pounding as they stumble past. It's Shiro. His face is different, cheekbones hollowed out and skin pale in a way you've never seen him before, a shock of white in his overgrown hair that was once all black. But it's him. You'd know him anywhere.
"What happened?" You ask, following them inside, though it's more of a shriek because how is this possible? He was gone and there was a memorial and there was nothing but loss and now he's here again! You want to shake Kieth for answers, but you know that he has as few as you do.
"Sedation," Keith finally grits out as he and the other boy set Shiro down on Keith's cot, the blanket folded neatly in your need to do something. "He'll wake up soon."
And then he's rounding on the others, all bluster and growling and shoving. But your focus isn't on them. It's still on Shiro as you drop to your knees beside the cot, unsure if any of this is real or just an elaborate dream. He's breathing, chest rising and falling beneath the odd black bodysuit and torn purple shirt. He's thinner than before, muscles stark lines along his tall frame, a dark scar across his nose. Slowly, you reach out to touch him. He doesn't disappear, doesn't decay or anything like you'd expect a corspe to do, and you muffle a sob behind your other hand.
He's real. He's really here. You take his hand, squeeze it hard, and don't let go.
An hour passes. Two. Three. Sunrise comes as the silence grows awkward, Keith sitting on the edge of the cot like a hound on guard. The other three huddle in the corner together, unsure and insecure, but you don't lift your gaze from Shiro's slumbering body. You wait, wondering, hoping, praying. He's home he just has to wake up and then--
And then he does. A soft noise, a blink at the ceiling, before he stiffens. His hand in yours goes sweaty, clammy, and he jerks his head to stare at you, eyes wide and face carved into something like terror. Your heart skips a beat even as Keith moves, ready to pull you back if this goes bad, but Shiro stops. Stares at you, pulse racing beneath your fingers. His breath hitches as you hold yours, daring to hope nothing's wrong and he remembers you, daring to hope that he's still Shiro, the man you loved. 
The man you still love.
The tense silence stretches. You stare at each other, his eyes meeting yours. But then, slowly, he pulls his hand from yours.
"You're..." His voice is hoarse, raspy from disuse. He stares at you, drinking you in like you're the first person he's seen in a year. Maybe you are. "...You're real?"
You smile, just a little, as your breath catches in your throat and your eyes fill with tears. He reaches up to put a hand on your cheek, gasping as he feels warmth beneath his fingers. Shiro's not a crier, has never been a crier, but in that moment you think he might start. You take his hand in yours again, feeling his pulse racing still.
"I'm real. You're home."
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long life update - TWs in tags
It feels like it's been ages. I'm so exhausted and in a lot of physical pain. Going on two months of it being the worst it's been right after a couple of months of the best it's been. Chronic pain + grief + trying to get help from doctors who should have their licenses revoked + dealing with a shit relationship with my mom + a good, decades-long friendship ending + the ongoing disability process with the SSA + LAW FIRMS.
I'm so fucking tired. I don't remember if I updated that the appeals council decided not to review my case because the 'judge followed the law' except that he didn't. So, as it turns out, my original attorney (and he did not tell me this) before he left, wrote that if they denied me, it should go to federal district court.
I'm now working with a NY law firm to take my case to federal court because my current law firm believes it has merit, and I guess they do, too. That's how fucked the decision was, and I'm glad my initial reaction of bewilderment and anger was spot on lol
The good news is, it should only take another year! ._.
My neurologist is the worst doctor I have ever come across and I'm quite literally stuck with him with nowhere else to go. I wish him upon no one. I'm so tired of calling the SSA, getting documents to them, signing things for law firms, contacting law firms, getting no responses, and contacting them all over and over again. I am in incredible physical pain, like this actively makes my neuro stuff worse. Everything makes it worse. I have autonomic testing in a few days, and idk if I'll get through it b/c I have to stop the meds that keep me out of the ER two days prior, and it scares me.
My relationship with my mom is fractured and I don't feel like family therapy is actually helping. I had to end a friendship with someone I love and care very much about but who was growing too comfortable mistreating me and I was giving them too many passes 😞 I've known them for the better part of two decades.
It's been over seven months since my cat Isis died. I don't know how. It feels like she was here just yesterday. Yet, all the nights I've sat and talked to her and wept are all too real. I miss her more than I can say. She was my soul cat. I keep thinking about tomorrow and how she'd be so nosy getting into EVERYthing when gifts are opened at Christmas. Having to stop her, move her, laugh because she was just so n o s y and it was hilarious. And she's not gonna be here for that ever again.
I'm having a really fucking hard time tonight. It's just hitting me how god-awful this year has been and how I have a bad week to look forward to before even getting to the new year lmao I have to stop taking so many of my medications 48hrs before 1.5-2hrs of testing to see if we can find out Yet Another Thing Wrong With Me but knowing my luck it'll be 'no findings' and the mystery of why my core body temp plummets to 93.9 in the blink of an eye won't be solved until I have suffered juuuuust enough.
It never ends. Never. I want to give up. I'm so tired of doing this. I don't want to anymore. It never. fucking. ends.
I absolutely cannot say it's all been bad, though. I've met incredible, warm, welcoming, giving, kind people this year. Y'all have helped me more than you know and I'm so so so lucky to be able to call you my friends. This year has sucked for so many of us, but I want to say I'm proud of you, and I love you all very much.
My fic is gonna be printed in a hardcover zine early next year. I participated in a Big Bang for the first time and that'll also go out early next year. I'm hosting a tiny event in my tiny fandom server that I'm super excited about. I have a raffle prize to write (bagginshield !!!! SO EXCITED to revisit the og otp) and a Valentine's gift to write for another fandom.
I posted 401,000 words this year and wrote many more unfinished wips, plus a long one (90k) that I am very invested in finishing.
I painted and drew so much this year. I improved a lot, too! I got a couple of portraits printed from inprnt to see how they looked, and it was MY art, and they were GORGEOUS. I thought I would hate seeing my art professionally printed, but no! I almost cried. They looked so lovely.
My cat Lilly had health issues almost immediately following Isis's passing, but she is doing so well right now. She's blossomed into another cat, and while she's not my constant companion, she is with me so much more than she used to be. When she walks onto my desk I am to stop everything and hold her like baby in my arms until she decides that's enough (or I really need to move) lmaaao she's such a goober. My heart cat. <3
I'm not doing well right now--my MH is bad. Especially tonight. But it felt good to write the good things.
I'm sorry for my lack of replies and kinda disappearing. I'm running on fumes. I hope next year will bring physical relief so emotional relief can happen.
For those of you facing difficulties of any kind, I am holding your hand in spirit.
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Could you please do a Hera hc with other Olympians too and please elaborate on Zeus
lol, at this point i'm just doing the whole damn pantheon hey ahahahaha!!!!!!!
ZEUS
i've written LOADS about Hera x Zeus, but somehow i don't have a single "pure" Zeus x Hera hc list. so, i'll save that for if i ever get a Zeus x Hera ask by itself, because i think that'll be cleaner and easier to read. i'll summarise here though.
the short of it: Zeus and Hera do love each other.
the long of it: their relationship is like, the most complicated thing ever.
now, this is about Hera, so i'm not gonna write about why i think Zeus does what Zeus does, but from Hera's perspective, i hc that she's always known that this is what her marriage would be like.
i don't think she got married to Zeus and then "suddenly" he just started having "affairs"--- both were very crystal clear that this would be the case.
but love is a bit complicated, and i believe Hera and Zeus had enough faith in each other that they believed they could make it work (and they do. sort of. with a few a casualties).
one thing about Hera that i feel is incredibly important to her character is that she forgives. not everyone, but those she loves. i hc that she has a HUGE heart-- i've said before that i believe she inherits this from Rhea-- and i believe that she does forgive Zeus every time he goes "out" because, as Queen of Olympus, she knows there's a much bigger plan out there.
POSEIDON
i've always felt that Hera's best friend, most trusted confidant, would be Amphitrite. not only are they sister-in-laws, but they're both Queens, and both wives to cheaters. so i feel like they have a lot of common ground-- a lot to bond over.
as such, i feel that Amphitrite and Hera would hang around a lot, so i think, by extension, Poseidon and Zeus would hang around a lot.
i don't really know if Amphitrite loves Poseidon, i mean she probably does considering that she stays with him, but i honestly don't know for sure... in any case, she does tolerate him, and i think by that fact, Hera also tolerates him.
now, i don't really feel like the elder Olympians maintain a sibling relationship the way other god-families do-- like, Leto, Artemis and Apollo are tight as hell and literally kill for each other-- i think Prometheus, Epimetheus, and that whole titan generation are also incredibly tight. but, between Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, Demeter, Hestia, and Hera, i don't think they're that close-- this is likely because they never grew up with each other. Kronos prevented that. they sort of all just appeared fully-grown, and that's not really the same as actually growing from childhood to adulthood together.
that's why i don't think Hera is that close with Poseidon-- they're brother and sister on paper, and they would consider each other brother and sister for sure, but i just don't think they're that close.
also, like i was saying before, since Amphitrite and Hera are very close (and by choice, too), i think that, if not for Amphitrite, Hera would be a bit more distant from Poseidon on account of him being so similar to Zeus in terms of behaviour... now with Zeus, i think his behaviour is explained by his role as King and Father of the gods, but Poseidon doesn't really have that same rank so i think Hera would be less forgiving.
anyways, even so. in the myths, there are a few times when Poseidon supports Hera in her rebellions against Zeus, so that's not to say they're hostile towards each other-- they're friendly, but not close.
DEMETER
see here
tl;dr -- they're besties.
HESTIA
i think Hestia and Zeus would be the only ones who are actually able to maintain proper relationships with their siblings.
Hestia, like i said before, is the older sister. and i do think she helps out all her siblings when she can, even if that's mostly just providing a listening ear and shoulder to cry on.
Hera, obviously, has a lot of crying moments. i think Hestia would be one of the few characters she'd be feel comfortable crying in front of.
i can imagine Hestia doing a lot of baking <33 Hera seems like a sweet-tooth, so i think Hestia would bake her a lot of sweet treats-- pastries, and biscuits, and cakes.
HADES
i think in a similar vein to Poseidon, Hera's relationship would be good but not really all that close.
i suspect that after Hades and Persephone's marriage, Hera and Hades would actually become closer because i think Hera would make it a point to help Persephone navigate the ways of being a ruler, so they would see each other more often.
PERSEPHONE
see here
tl;dr -- they're good.
ATHENA
see here
tl;dr -- they're good.
ARTEMIS
see here
tl;dr -- they hate each other. they do not interact if they can help it.
APOLLO
i think they're on better terms than Artemis and Hera, but still-- Apollo definitely does not like Hera due to the python incident, and Hera definitely does not like Apollo because she perceives him to be far too arrogant.
nonetheless,, i do believe that Apollo, at the very least, doesn't really go out of his way to be rude to Hera. i mean, i could see Artemis being intentionally unhelpful, but Apollo, if Hera asked a favour of him, i think he would do it, albeit, if only to have her owe him one.
one pretty pivotal incident to me is when Hephaestus loses his leg- i mentioned previously that i think Hephaestus, as a child, accidentally walks in on Hera and Zeus arguing, and Zeus, mistaking Hephaestus for a servant, tells him to gtfo and shoots him with a lightning bolt-- now, Zeus' lightning can melt the very heavens and rip through the fabric of time, so it delivers pretty permanent damage to Hephaestus' leg. still, i think Apollo is the first one who Hera and Zeus summon, and though he can't do anything to fix the damage, he can at least reduce the pain for Hephaestus, and i do think Hera remembers that.
furthermore, Apollo retains a good rapport with all of her children, so that puts him Hera's good books.
Eileithyia, Hera's eldest child, was the original goddess of childbirth until Artemis was born and also became associated with it-- while i don't think Artemis and Eileithyia are close, i like the idea of Apollo and Eileithyia being good friends. he's a healer, she's a healer (for women during childbirth especially), so they get along well. and importantly, i don't think Apollo tries to make her feel insignificant; it's the opposite. so Hera can respect Apollo because of that.
otherwise, yeah. they simply tolerate each other.
HERMES
Hermes, Persephone, and Athena, are the three children of Zeus not mothered by Hera, but still "loved" by her.
like i said a billion times before, Hermes has this very playful, childish, innocent attitude that makes him very cute and annoyingly adorable, and people can't help but like him. Hera is no exception.
Hermes is ALWAYS in Zeus' palace because he's the messenger boy. but i can imagine him also doing trivial things for Hera like filling her cup, or getting her snacks. and realistically, he doesn't need to carry out these silly errands for her, but he does it anyways because-- i think Hermes actually does like Hera. she's not his step-mum, but idk. idk how to explain it. he just likes her and respects her.
i hc that Hermes is always complimenting her. like he'll deliver a message and say, "Oh, Queen Hera, is it just me or are you looking more radiant than ever today?" silly, suck-up things like that. and Hera knows that he's just trying to earn brownie points, but she secretly likes the effort he puts in.
Hermes does kill Argus, Hera's prized "knight", and i think she would have been majorly pissed off with Hermes because of that, but i like the idea of Hermes being very respectful of Hera, and not flaunting it in her face.
again, like with Apollo, Hermes maintains a very good relationship with all of Hera's children, so this works in his favour with her too.
anyhow; all in all, they have a pretty good relationship.
HEPHAESTUS
her son!!!!!!!!!!! i think she adores him very much.
she's always in awe of his works. i think she visits his forge very often, just to chat with him and keep him company.
i don't really know what else to say here because honestly, they're about as tight as a mother and child can get.
ARES
the problem child.
Hera, i think, has always seen how much of trouble Ares has had fitting in with the other Olympians. he's too brash, too loud, too violent. but he's still her son, and i think she loves him same as all her other children.
i think it's very difficult to see him get sidelined against the others, but is always immensely proud to see him stand up and do well.
i think the worst moment was when Zeus gave Athena shared rights to the war domain.. i think this would have infuriated Hera a lot-- i mean, she summons Typhon partly because of this moment.
while she's generally proud of Ares, i think they have a falling out over Aphrodite.
as the goddess of marriage, as the wife of a cheater, as a mother, she recognises immediately when Ares and Aphrodite start having an affair while Aphrodite is still married to Hephaestus, and i think it just breaks her heart into a million pieces.
here she is, a woman who has being married for hundreds of years to a man who sleeps with so many others and EVERYONE knows about it and knows about her pain.. Ares has grown up seeing all the bastard children Zeus brings back, and knows the pain and distress it has caused his mother, and STILL he decides to enable that behaviour...
and i think that's very complicated because she still loves Ares, and of course she loves Hephaestus-- and as a mother, what is she supposed to do? i do think she tells Ares immediately that he should stop because it's going to end really really badly (and Hera is right of course).
nonetheless, it is a huge relief to her when Ares and Hephaestus make amends to each other and move on with their lives.
DIONYSUS
again, i haven't fully characterised Dionysus in my head just yet so i'm not sure where he stands with Hera.
on one hand, Semele's death was so ghastly, i cannot imagine Hera ever liking Dionysus. on the other, Dionysus was raised a bit by Hermes and i think they're similar, so by extension, Hera should probably be ok with Dionysus.
but i don't really know.
i think Dionysus tends to stay out of Hera's way. i do like the idea that Dionysus is Zeus' successor-- he will be the King after Zeus, so i suppose he probably has managed to warm up to Hera.
also, i think Hera would be one of Dionysus' biggest customers in his little wine business hee hee
APHRODITE
Hera HATES herrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i don't think Aphrodite hates Hera, but Hera definitely hates Aphrodite. always has.
when Aphrodite first comes to Olympus, Hera's biggest fear is that Zeus will cheat on her with Aphrodite. it takes a lot of promising, and oath-swearing to assure Hera that that won't happen (and i don't believe it does because Aphrodite and Zeus aren't recorded as having children together).
but then, when Aphrodite marries Hephaestus, she cheats with Ares. and that's awful. Hera didn't want to get cheated on, and instead her son is the one getting cheated on. that's awful.
to be clear, i think the story is a bit more complicated and i don't think Hephaestus is blameless,, and i do think Ares and Aphrodite were more genuine than Aphrodite and Hephaestus, but it doesn't excuse it. and Hera knows that. and i don't she ever really forgive Aphrodite for what she "does" to her sons.
even though that's not entirely Aphrodite's fault-- i mean. it takes two to tango.
anyhow. Hera's relationship gets better when Aphrodite and Ares get married for real, and even better once Hephaestus marries Aglaea because it's like, yes, ok, both sons are doing well and have moved on. so that brings peace of mind to Hera.
like i said previously, Aphrodite doesn't hate Hera. i think she completely understands Hera's feelings towards her, and she simply accepts it, and does her best to show Hera that she really does love Ares, and that she isn't malicious or evil. and i think it partially works.
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abs0luteb4stard · 5 months
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To my friend Niko. 💙🩷🤍🩷💙
I'll never know if it was an accidental OD or intentional suicide or what... I was lucky a friend of his was kind enough to tell me that he died. I was too afraid to ask anymore of a stranger. It had been weeks or months of inactivity before I was told. My suspicions were confirmed. Utterly shocked.
That's what happens with long-distance internet friends sometimes. He fucking died just months before my dad's series of medical events that put him into vascular dementia. Now It's been 7 years.
He felt like a soul friend sometimes. So much fun little things in common, coincidences, sadnesses. He got me into TØP, which I can't bring myself to listen to anymore. 🫤 It's not the same without his joy about new songs.
He was the sweetest person. I wish he'd have been able to make his trip here to visit his friend or s/o. My mom and me would've tried to make the trip a few states over to at least say hello give him a hug. He had new yellow suitcase and everything. 😢 It's still unbelievable.
He even liked me enough to tell me his 'dead name'. I forgot it, because Niko was who I knew.🤷🏻‍♂️ But I realized it was a very special trusting thing.
This will never not bother me. It haunts me.
He was always open to talking about being trans, transitioning, and taught me a lot. He cleared a lot of purely innocent misconceptions and ignorance about being trans that I had.
And My dad, who was probably 75ish when I started talking to Niko. My dad had a meager education in 1940s Europe. He was still very accepting and interested in his life, his safety. And was even hurt when I told my dad Niko had been bullied at school like me growing up. Even before his realization that he was transgender. He had a stutter and was smaller than the other kids. That really bothered my dad.
And my mom always asked about him. She always feels motherly for my friends. But Niko had some less than perfect relationship with his mom. And my mom felt heartbroken by that.
So I felt like Niko made a difference for our family just being an open book and a sweetheart. I wish I had the chance to have long in person talks with him one day and share more pictures of our families. Sadly, that'll never come. And I've already forgotten a lot of our texts and things.
He left a hole in my life right when things got incredibly difficult and dark and painful in a lot of horrible ways.
I had support, but he had a special sort of way about him. As shy and anxious as he was, he was a social butterfly through our penpal friendship.
He had his top surgery. He had to wait almost a year. We were so happy.
He sent me this nice picture of him smiling at the hospital with the sun's rays flowing in onto him. It's almost like a dream now.
I guess if there's an afterlife, my dad and uncle are looking out for him from any bullies. And Niko has the body he was meant to all along.
But I often wonder if the difficulties with acceptance didn't contribute to his death through medicating himself. Again, I'll never know. But his death was unnecessary in my eyes even if I didn't have the full story. Because not being unconditionally loved and accepted kills people too. Not being concerned in healthy, helpful ways kills people, too.
But I think he should be remembered today too because he contributed to the change he wanted in the world by being who he was to me, and I would also learn how he was to many other people.
At least I know he changed my world and my parents' world. He is why we don't just accept transpeople in a closeted backseat way.
He is why I am openly vocal for acceptance and caring about transpeople, being their friends. And protecting transgender people.
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It was such a strange coincidence again that his favorite band TØP would make a song with his namesake just 2-3 years after he died. It was poetic and sad.
I hope you found peace. 🖤🏳️‍⚧️
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sidheboggle · 2 months
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Girl so fr you're thinking it way too hard it's been almost two months. Hes not changing and you're not getting what you want if you want to not have to clammer for it.
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Yeah tbh 😔 I've also realized that the reason he seems to just Pull Through for others and Not Me is because they don't really ask anything more of him than he provides.
At work he works and that's that, his parents are fine with him being a line cook and living with them and while I don't judge based on careers (I'm open to dating people with tradesmen/niche careers/non degree needing careers) it's obvious he's just like...not ready to grow up or put effort into things that require more than just kinda basic shit. And I wish he was honest about this instead of coming over to my grandma's house and buying me food and basically doing boyfriend shit but not committing until I told him I felt used :/ and then when I tell him and we get together this fiasco starts.
I've known him for a WHILE now so I feel like an explanation of what he's doing might help but I'm done sending texts on why I'm leaving and why I'm hurt lollll especially since I think he knows he just wants to find someone that'll take his shit. This week I'm doing it 😔 and then I'll take myself out for a birthday dinner.
I feel hurt, alone and alienated now that I'm finally starting to understand that my peers and I are incompatible platonically and romantically, and that I just have to focus on growing up/getting my adult life in order instead of seeing who's going to be beside me as I do it. But I'm a little depressed over this shit (the relationship but also what it's revealed to me) ngl lol, I've always just wanted to enjoy shit for once and not have to think about the future, but life always calls for you to mature and leave childish pleasures and relating to others behind when you're poor :[ idk what I expected
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pawzforamoment · 7 months
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Oh my golb I am screaming and frothing in the mouth over Fionna and Cake. I am so afraid yet excited for the next episodes like
AUGH
PLEASE
IT HAS EVERYTHING I AM SOBBING
Long incomprehensible ramble ahead
Soft Petrikov, more Betty, Toxic ass hell tear each other apart Bubbline, Gumlee getting together. Fionna seeing just how fucked Simon was actually as Ice King. Seeing Simon and Betty before their relationship, absolute awkward as hell dorks, especially Simon. It HURT seeing how oblivious and dense he was, as if I needed more reasons to relate to him. And holy crab apples the call backs, the references, the continuation of stuff that was left behind before like going back to the previous universe after The Lich won?!?! THE JUMP CUT TO SUDDENLY DEAD ICE KING AND GUNTHER I DIDNT EXPECT THAT AT ALL THAT WAS INSANE.
I love seeing Fionna grapple with the effects of her actions too, from killing all those candy people, her reckless and rash behavior resulting to Martin dying and the tank crashing. She used to be so excited to be in a magical world and she started to realize it isn't like she thought it up to be. Becoming afraid to take risks because she's afraid she'll lose Cake too and holding Cake back multiple times in fear of her safety. Cake hasn't changed at all yet throughout the whole series and it ends up being a stark contrast to Fionna in the end. Cake is still being reckless and while not outwardly malicious, just wants to save their world and return it back to how it was meant to be. Not grasping the consequences that'll bring for Simon. Cake wasn't there to hear Simon's story, or be comforted by Simon the way Fionna was, She doesn't even really seem to be as hung up about how their actions has affected others. For the first time in a long time she has agency of her own. She doesn't see Simon the way Fionna does now and it doesn't help she's easily the most worst off when things aren't magical in her own universe, stuck as a mundane cat that can't talk and dependent on her owner Fionna.
I love that both Simon and Fionna hasn't realized the actions they're doing may be harming people in ways they didn't think about before and is slowly realizing it. Simon realizing how much he meant to Marcy slowly, and how he hasn't realized that his obliviousness of Betty's downright toxic tendency to throw away everything for him has doomed her to continue on acting upon it or that he's unintentionally feeding into it himself. He only saw the impulsiveness, the confident and assertive and fun Betty. He didn't even think about just how big it was to actually throw away that trip to Australia really was for her, or ever got the chance to recognize that she's sacrificing too much of herself for him. And like now, he hasn't truly grasped just how much it'll affect Betty when she learns that he's working to reverse the wish entirely to keep him safe by trying to put on the crown again. And the same for Betty too, Betty didn't consider that Simon would be in so much despair when she's gone and he's sane and alone. And how desperate Simon was for her. It sucks, they love and care about each other so much that they're willing to sacrifice everything for each other, not even thinking about how that's exactly what they DON'T want for them to do, or realize that maybe oh idk, Taking care of yourself is in itself can be an act of love for them too. Betty was so fixated on going along with whatever Simon is doing, Simon none the wiser not realizing how much she's actually sacrificing in hindsight, If he knew he would've definitely stop her, if they had the chance to grow as a couple, I could imagine that they would've worked it out, Maybe Simon could've learn to be more assertive and push for Betty to do what SHE wants, and reassuring her that HE'LL be there for HER. That it doesn't have to always be her giving everything, and just her being herself is enough. But no, that never happened because shit basically went down so hard and fast they never got the chance to grow, and learn to be more functional together. They're stuck in that infatuated love that twisted into a self destructive spiral of self sacrifice for one another, too immature to really think about how bad this is of an idea for them. But are so desperate for each other all the same. They keep getting ripped apart before coming to terms with their situation fully and learning from it.
God I hope that Fionna helps Simon realize how his own actions may have been affecting his loved ones he currently has and that he was too absorbed over his sadness and madness and self loathing that he was blinded over the fact that there's many people who still care and love him. There's people that worked so hard to save him, to get him the second chance of living after it was cut short by the madness of the crown. How that maybe trying to turn back into Ice King could be so heart breaking for not just Betty, but everyone back home to his own reality, Bonnie, Finn, Marceline especially. Betty gave him another chance at living a full life, with people he love yet he's throwing it away again and making her sacrifice null, and abandoning Marceline again too. Sure it's in service of wanting to see her again, but she was content with just him being safe.
(insert Marceline saying "He needs to take care of himself for me because I still need him." By Chili Heeler from Bluey)
And how Fionna asked if there could've been another way to save Marcy instead of putting on the crown. It kinda weirdly matches with how Simon is trying to save them by putting on the crown. And maybe there may have been a better way. And maybe with the case of Marcy there may have not been, but what about with Fionna and Cake's situation? We know that before they met Simon was just depressed and lonely, even longing to be Ice King again because things were simple and easier that way. He's not concerned about his own well being in any way at this point, The only thing that probably kept him from being outright drastic and obvious is that he knows enough that the people he cares about would worry about him if they see him trying to summon Golb/Trying to genuinely become Ice King again. So when presented with a "Good" reason to be Ice King as it'll save Fionna and Cake and return their world back to normal, He takes it immediately, doesn't even question whether there may have been another way, And maybe he thought that his loved ones wouldn't be as sad because he's totally not doing it out of despair guys it's to save Fionna and Cake!
Ok in their defense it probably is hard to try and think about an alternative way to do do while being chased but still. Simon hasn't even thought about how the others would feel about him just, Straight up missing since he believes everyone's up in their own lives and he's just forgotten sad old man.
Anyway, Petrigrof is beloved, everyone deserves a hug, I hope Baby Finn is ok, I hope I see Marceline and PB and the others back where Simon was from react. And I'm glad that Fionna recognizes atleast some of the pain Simon is going through and why he's working so hard to get back to Betty. Ngl It hurt me so much to see how Simon has been treated over how depressed he is about Betty and how everyone keeps going on and on about Ice King.
Anyway that's all for now, I shall retreat into consuming fan art of the show now.
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TEGANNNN, i'm soooo interested to hear about your interpretation of the relationship between jordan & each of their forms! like what pushes them to choose one or the other in a situation, certain aspects of each that they might like better or not as much, how the outside perspective of others plays a role in it all?? just literally anything you wanna talk about !!!
oooooo, now this is some good soup. thank you for asking this because it's an excellent question, and i'm so excited to delve in!
in terms of their day-to-day life, their presenting form really depends on their feelings/emotions. one second, they could feel more masculine and be in their masculine form; another second, they could feel more feminine and decide to shift. it really just depends on their personal vibes. although, i can definitely see them in a club using their feminine form for free drinks. or using their masculine form to try and get a point across/having that extra intimidation factor. (lmao.)
i do think jordan has a slight resentment towards both their forms, but i mean that in the most minor of ways. from what we've seen in the show, certain elements of their powers don't carry over. masculine jordan is unable to produce their energy blasts like their feminine self > feminine jordan doesn't have the same fast agility as masculine jordan. while more of the other core supe mechanisms do stick [their strength, their fast healing, etceterea], i can definitely see some slight disdain towards having to shift in the midst of combat. but we also know they panic if they're unable to shift too!
i do think it's worth noting, for years jordan did have a self-resentment towards themself. growing up with their parents being unaccepting of their gender identity/power, that takes a toll on someone (especially a child) and as we've been brought to believe— it was brink who really helped them learn that it's okay? so, it really wasn't until they were eighteen/nineteen years old when they started to really accept themselves.
outside perspective can definitely play a part in how they present themself, especially in terms of their parents and vought. as we've been shown, jordan's parents aren't very accepting of their powers (and how their "primary power" has bled into their gender identity as well). usually, they'll be in their masculine form for their visits, just to avoid the conflict that'll usually arise otherwise. vought are definitely on that same level as well— in their minds, they have an image to uphold as well. while jordan might be able to knock them up a few points with a younger + diverse demographic, they'll never be anything more than just a few points on the board for them. vought's brownie points if you will. while they may present themselves in their masculine form at a meeting with vought, jordan isn't stupid either, and will usually shift. just to test the waters. (and can very clearly see the usual bewilderment on their faces.)
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