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dawndelion-winery · 2 years

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Hear Me Out

They try hint at their crush on you

Ft. Arlecchino, Capitano, Childe, Dottore, Pantalone

Arlecchino:

She does it from the moment she confirms that her feelings for you are genuine and not just some passing fancy

Which means she's very serious about it and does take slight offence that you're not responding accordingly

Do you not like her back? Are you ignoring her hints to avoid hurting her feelings?

The definition of "please reject me so I can move on"

Is it because you heard the orphans calling her "mum" and got the wrong idea?

Please she's dying to know, she's been bringing you flowers like every other day

Lends you her jacket and hopes you forget to return it so she has an excuse to see you again

Columbina awkwardly patting her back when she stares into empty space in agony when you brush off yet another of her flirting attempts as being friendly

At some point she does ask you to just outright reject her so she can move on

Lowkey wants to go apeshit when she finds out you actually like her too and were just too nervous to flirt back

Capitano:

He has a good rep, so he hopes that improves his dateability in your eyes

He'll bring you cute trinkets he comes across from wherever he goes!!

Would also keep a matching piece for himself so he can imagine that y'all are dating

Also has someone help him take pictures of him should he ever go anywhere scenic and have it made into a sort of postcard for you

He wonders if you ever end up looking at him instead of the view (he hopes you do)

He subtly sneaks glances at you, but not so subtle so that there's a chance you'll catch him and possibly tell him that you're into him too

Ok in all honesty his flirting game probably sucks ass and he'd probably tell you your eyes are like his dog's as a compliment

Please just give him a chance his colleagues are getting sick of his silent brooding when you don't notice how he polished his helmet extra shiny just for you

Childe:

The most obvious of them all please he's clinging to you like he's obsessed

So many terrible jokes that aren't even jokes

"Wouldn't it be funny if we kissed- no? Not even once? Ok haha, no I'm not upset I was kidding."

Unlike Arlecchino, he knows rejection isn't going to make him move on

So he hovers like a dog off the streets that just picked you as its new master

Makes a point to tell you everything he succeeds at, even if it's mundane

Stuff like "hey I made really good waffles, I could cook for you y'know?" Or "Yeah I fixed that door all on my own I'm really handy around the house."

Like Capitano, he brings you trinkets

Unlike Capitano, they aren't always wholesome and may come from the people and monsters he beat up/killed

Brings them to you like a cat presenting their hunt

Dottore:

Makes synthetic human parts that are as identical to yours as possible and compliment them in front of you without telling you they're based on you

"What do you think about these eyes?"

"...yes, they're very...eye-like?"

"They're a lovely pair of eyes, wouldn't you agree? Look at how they-"

Yes, he absolutely will point out how they function to you. Yes, he thinks he's being romantic

So he doesn't get why you don't seem to catch on that he's into you

Did you not realise those were your organs he complimented?

In a way it gives him some weird satisfaction that he knows you more intimately than even you

But he does want you to realise eventually

So he'll walk up behind you under the guise of "monitoring your work" and inhale your scent like the lunatic he is (another trait of yours he'll make sure to remember)

Pantalone:

Isn't it obvious? He spoils you

He lets you use his wallet like a subscription trial

Enjoy it? Consider dating him to extend the privilege duration

He makes it very clear cut to you: he's into you, and he'll take care of you for as long as you're his beloved

He also makes his interest in you very clear to everyone else, so chances are, there's no one else who's dare approach you unless it's another harbinger

And be very clear on this: once you say yes to him, there's no backing out

Even before you start dating, he acts as though you already are

He wouldn't pressure you into anything you're uncomfortable with, but expect an arm around your waist to hold you close to him

Like I said, very clear cut, there's no way you could mistake his affection

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 4 months

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(tw for mentions of suicide/suicide attempts and abuse (nothing detailed))

🎧💙

so i can find it ☝️

tldr at the bottom

AITA for telling my dad that my brother wanted to kill himself and then getting into an argument with said brother?

I (24 genderfluid) have a stepbrother (26) who has had a very difficult life. We haven't known each other for very long, only about five years, but for about three of those years, we were pretty much inseparable. We had similar interests, and I care about him very much. I knew he was struggling mentally and physically, especially since pretty much every time we talked he would bring up every way his mother had hurt him.

He lives in a different city with his mother and my biological father (I was adopted), and by his account, they don't treat him well. I believe him. I know about bad parents, and I know they can be one way at home and another way in public, so I didn't really doubt any of what he said about them, especially since I barely knew them.

My relationship with him was great at first. I always wanted an older brother, and suddenly I had one! But after some time, I started feeling more like the older sibling. I had to protect him. I had to make sure he was okay.

After even more time, I started feeling like the therapist friend who couldn't actually help with his problems. There was always something happening with him. He would say upsetting things without seeming to care if I was okay with it. He would accuse people of things baselessly then get upset if I questioned it. He would drop friendships over minor disagreements, usually over fandoms and ships, then say that he was so lonely and that no one seemed to actually want to be his friend.

This is all a preamble to the part about the argument, sorry. I don't hate him. I'm a little frustrated, sure, but I could never hate him. I know it sounds bad, and again, I'm sorry. I wanted to be his friend. I still do, because I know he needs people who will be there for him.

I wasn't open with how I felt until it was too much, and that part is definitely my fault.

Around the beginning of our third year knowing each other, he texted me saying that he wanted me to find someone to look after his cats. I was confused and scared, so I asked him what he meant. He said that it was all too much and he just wanted out. I started to try to calm him down, but I was at a point in my own mental health treatment where I knew I couldn't handle this without having an episode of my own, so I texted my dad.

He had told me that my dad was part of why he was having an episode, but, again, they live in another city and there was no way for me to physically get there to help him.

So I told my dad that my brother was not okay.

The next text I got from my brother was accusational.

He told me he was getting help from his other friends as well as me before that point, and that he wasn't actually going to end it all.

I broke. I was madder than I'd ever been in my entire life. I didn't know he wasn't actually going to kill himself, all I had were his words on a screen telling me that he was. I told him that I only told dad because I thought I was going to lose my brother, and I really didn't want to. I finally told him that I was unhappy with the way he was treating me, and he took that to mean that I was comparing him to his mother. I told him we both needed a break from the conversation because I was only getting more upset and I didn't want to go off on him anymore.

When I tried to text him the next day to apologize, I found out he blocked me on everything. I asked his friends about it, and they said it was because he was afraid that I was actually always out to hurt him. He was afraid that everything I did was always meant to hurt him. He was afraid that if I lived with him and his mother and my father (which was a plan my father had to get me out of my own abusive household), I would actively try to hurt him or his cats.

I can understand why he would be afraid that I would be lying to him about my intentions and feelings, because I had before. It didn't matter that I was trying to protect his own feelings, I still lied to him about mine. But he did, too. He told me he was going to kill himself, and he didn't actually have the intention to.

It's been about a year since that happened. I don't know if I dodged a bullet or if I'm the one who messed up worse.

tldr: aita for blowing up at my brother over unaired grievances after I told my dad that he told me he was going to kill himself even though he wasn't actually going to?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #suicide cw

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ilex-opacus · 10 days

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This is it this is the day I go crazy and talk about Akagi Ritsuko for way longer than anyone in 2024 should.

The way I have seen her miscaracterised is so.. so heartbreaking to me. Granted the Eva fandom is huge and I haven't been a part of it for a suuuper long time (I mean, the original fanbase from 30yrs ago is reduced to little more than a bunch of ghost accounts on dead forums by now) but the most common interpretation I see of her is something like this: A cold woman who has buried almost all her feelings for the sake of doing anything Gendo tells her because she's in love with him, who knows what she's doing is wrong, but who doesn't seem to care. A woman who has learned to care so little for the pilots, in particular Rei, who many people even say she hates, who only takes a stand on the "good side" once Gendo has personally scorned Ritsuko's love for him by having her put in solitary isolation.

And to me, that reading if her is just... Well not *wrong*, there aren't any *wrong* interpretations in media... What it is instead is willfully ignorant of so much if her character that proves almost all of that to be untrue.

Like yes, Ritsuko is cold. She's calculating and logical, but that's really about as far as the popular interpretation of her goes. She explains that being overly idealistic isn't something she scorns ("it's a nice way of thinking" directed at Maya and "your outlook is also important" directed at Misato) but something she knows she can't indulge in, otherwise the entirety of NERV's operating force would be hinged too much on personal feelings. Also, it's something she doesn't really know *how* to do. Look at Ritsuko's history -- a girl who practically grew up at NERV HQ, during the Second Impact, living under the constant shadow of a mother who didn't even give her the time of day. They write letters to each other in keigo instead of talking face to face. This is clearly a girl who's been isolated at least since high school, probably longer, who has probably lost so many people due to growing up during a damn extinction event. Someone who admits to being so poor at human connection that she supplements any hope for a family by raising cats, and even then! Even then she has to hand them off to relatives when her work gets too much for her. It's not that Ritsuko is cold and unfeeling because she enjoys it or scorns closeness, it's because she has never had the means or freedom to learn and foster those skills. It's her who introduces the concept of the Hedgehog Dilemma, she knows better than most how much you'll struggle to form bonds if you don't consistently try.

And Misato isn't some beacon of pilot safety either. The idea that she's the nice, sweet, helpful one and Ritsuko is the evil wench driving the pilots to their death is just blatantly incorrect. There are MULTIPLE instances of Misato being the one to endanger pilot safety, and Ritsuko being on the other end discouraging that. Take episode (I think 7 or 8?) where Ritsuko confronts Gendo about using children as pilots. She laments placing all of the burden on them, and spearheads the Dummy Plug system in the hopes it will alleviate that strain. Whereas Misato has made multiple allusions to molesting Shinji, has kissed him fully on the mouth, and seemed completely unaffected by the idea of sinking Asuka to unsafe depths in their fight against the 8th angel. The only difference in how they treat the pilots as child soldiers is that Misato is more vocal about how upset it makes her, whereas Ritsuko, not one to be talkative when it comes to her own feelings, as Misato points out, is not.

More examples of Ritsuko being nice to the pilots include: Teaching Rei and Asuka how to cook at Rei's request so that they can have a dinner together with Gendo and Shinji. Ritsuko sees this child, this child raised inside NERV in near total social isolation, begging for a chance at social contact, and she takes time out of her schedule so busy to the point she doesn't have time to wash her own clothes, to teach Rei how to cook. That brings me onto the next thing, actually, the way she's constantly characterised as despising Rei (specifically because she's "a competitor for Gendo's attention"). I can think of, at most, 2 canon instances where Ritsuko is actually mean to Rei in any specific, targeted, or substantial way. One is when she destroys the Dummy Plug system because, quote "these are just empty vessels, they have no soul. I'm going to destroy them, because I hate them." Which is bonkers to me! Bonkers! Because my IMMEDIATE thought when I first saw that scene was "Oh, of course Ritsuko hates the Dummy Plug system, it's science taken too far, it's a disgrace against life to create soulless husks, of course Ritsuko sees it as science used for too evil a purpose to justify. She hates them because they're inhumane." But somehow everyone took that as "Wow Rei I hate you so much I'm going to kill a bunch of your clones"?? I'm sorry, but since when has Ritsuko been characterised as being so *petty*? I mean, this is a 14 year old girl she's supposedly beefing with here.

The only other instance is when she says "(Unit 00) was definitely trying to kill me" after it goes AWOL during the 11th angel attack, implying Rei (who's soul is inside Unit 00) hates her, presumably because of something shes done. But OF COURSE she thinks that. Of course the head of this operation, who has overseen all of these horrible things, signed off on so many inhumane fights, thinks her soldiers want her dead. I don't think for one second Ritsuko thinks she's a good person. She literally says "you'll learn (that being idealistic is impractical) the first time you feel dirty." She feels guilt over what she does just like I said before, just like Misato does forging forward with this whole operation, she's just more quiet about it.

So why? Why does she do this? You can put Misato's involvement with NERV down to a genuine desire to help, the genuine illusion she's doing humanity good by protecting it. Throw in her half a revenge plot, and you can say she's doing these horrible things for ostensibly just reasons. But Ritsuko knows infinitely more about the inner workings of NERV, to the point it's implied (?) she killed Kaji, one of her only friends, to keep the information safe. People always put it down to just "she loved Gendo, that's why" and yes, frankly, that's a terrible reason. It also, doesn't make sense!

Take Ritsuko, a woman with little to no social fluency, a woman who can bouy herself only on her scientific merit, because remember, she lived in her mother's shadow for most of her life. The only way to ascertain her worth, especially underneath someone as unfeeling as Gendo, was to prove her commitment as a scientist. She didn't *have* anything else, she couldn't have anything else, no matter how much she wants to. A woman that has fought so hard for the approval of Gendo, and imagine you're her. Imagine your own mother won't even speak to you. You don't have any father around and you never mention him, but there is a man your mother seems to love. Odd, considering she doesn't seem to love you in any way that really counts. You'd want his approval too, no? You'd want approval from the man your mother, your overshadowing scientific monolith of a mother, melted back into humanity for. You'd want to prove you were as good as her, that you could enrapture the man she managed to ensnare. Because all you want is for people to see you, recognise you, that's like - THE key theme in evangelion across so many different characters. And remember Ritsuko was a highschooler when she met Gendo, when she found out her mother was having a fling. Imagine you're orphaned soon after, and all you have left is impossibly large boots to fill and this man, this man who is important, talented, and special enough to make your mother look at him, and he's asking you to help him. Of course you would. Of course you would. Because all you want is some human affection, no matter how clinical and predatory it manifests itself.

The line about Ritsuko and Gendo is literally "I wish you'd use my body again, like you did back then." Because Japanese lacks plurals, it can also be read "I wish you'd use my body again, like you did that other time." (In fact, I'm actually more inclined to that one because I see 時 used for singular occurance more than multiple ones, in which case 頃 feels a little more common?) I'm sorry, but you'll never convince me this wasn't grooming. Just look at the situation I described and try and convince me this is shorthand for "she was in love with Gendo." Idolised him, sure. Desperately craved his approval on an intimate and academic level? Yeah. Bit *loved* him? No. And there's certainly no way Gendo felt anything back other than some weird, predatory affection (I mean seriously, Gendo. You knew this woman when she was a high schooler and you were old enough to be banging her mom. There's a lot wrong with you already but now I'm adding perv to the list.)

And the plan he's making you execute, wouldn't you find it captivating too, if you were her? A world where all those emotional roadblocks you've built for yourself finally disappear, a world where you can open your heart and see your mother again, perhaps connect with her for the first time. A world where you don't have to prove your worth as a individual because you'll be part of so much more. A hivemind filled with love, clarity, and pure acceptance. Sure, she's not some virtuous saviour of humanity, but neither is Misato, really. No one who works at NERV can do so with a clear conscience or for an entirely noble cause. What I'm saying is that Ritsuko isn't as shallow as to do all that for Gendo's dick. She has complex, self-rationalised reasoning there like everyone else.

And that just brings me back around to her relationship with Rei. Maybe she does hate Rei, a little bit. Not because she's vying with her for Gendo's attention, because that's stupid. Ritsuko is a piller of calm rationale, of impersonality and reticence. In what world would she possibly be that possessive of anyone, even the man she idolises on a personal and academic level? She isn't even remotely cold or aggressive towards Kaji when he steals away Ritsuko's only friend or actively goes digging for NERV intel, she's KIND to him, welcomes him as much as she's able to with how closed off she's become. She isn't desperate for attention in the outward way someone like Asuka is. She wants Gendo to approve of her, but never exclusively. Id say the only person she's ever in competition with on that front is her own mother.

Rei is just like her. A girl with limited social contact who's only link to some greater sense of being and humanness is through Gendo, of all people. She needs him, depends on him, sticks to him and adores him despite knowing he's mistreating her ("I don't get special treatment. Believe me, I'd know.") She's also been groomed to be Gendo's obedient, grateful puppet, grateful because if not for him, she'd have somehow less. Maybe Ritsuko does resent her. Maybe it's like looking into a mirror at your old self and wishing you could slap sense into the person you used to be. Or maybe it's like looking at the person who made your mother commit suicide in guilt, perhaps. Everyone seems to forget that little detail.

Maybe the Dummy Plug system being destroyed wasn't Ritsuko's personal act of scientific disgust, maybe she hated those lifeless clones because she cares about Rei so much she knows a fate of reanimation into indentured military servitude is worse than death. Maybe a life spent captive under Gendo's grooming is worse than death fighting the angels. Maybe she can't stand the thought of Gendo using a person so many times over, never learning his lesson. Maybe she wanted to take away one of his strategic devices and punish him. But "she just hates Rei that much" seems like too shallow and excuse.

When Ritsuko turns on Gendo, everyone assumes it's because she's finally been personally scorned by him, and has realised he doesn't love her, or that she's angry he's thrown away all the scientific research she's poured into project E and wants to spite him. And okay, maybe those contain a grain of truth, but combined with her destruction of the Dummy Plug system and her asking him as early as episode 7 if using child soldiers is really something they can justify, Ritsuko's betrayal reads to me as a woman who has finally been given a wake up call surrounding the man who has used her for most of her life. Ritsuko is a woman who is closed off by necessity, of course it takes her personally being wronged by him in a massive, obvious way, to realise just how irredeemable he is. It's not "once you hurt me, that's it for you." its "once you hurt me, I can't overlook you hurting everyone else anymore because of how much I idolised you." That's a selfish road to take, sure, but Ritsuko hasn't the social fluency to be less so. Further proof her rebellion isn't just some scorned lover's hissyfit as so many people paint it is that she *continues* to actively work against him, dedicating all her time and skill, for 14 years during the Rebuild movies. She is so dedicated to stopping him that she works with WILLE for 14 damn years. If that's not a woman thoroughly convinced this man needs to be brought down for his crimes, I don't know what is.

Anyway. I have thoughts about Agaki Ritsuko. My beautiful blonde morally grey but still complex and emotionally wounded babe.

#nge #eva #neon genesis evangelion #rebuild of evangelion #ritsuko akagi #akagi ritsuko #ritsuko #misato #misato katsuragi #ikari gendo #gendo ikari #character analysis

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blues824 · 2 years

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May I request the obey me brothers with an undertaker like mc from black bulter? Who is an reaper like Thirteen also an 100+ years old with an large weapon & sleeps in an coffin, can pull out memory in an shape of a something (I ended up forgetting)

Also don't stress yourself out too much and remember to take care of yourself!

If Undertaker ever asked me to marry him, y’all would never see me again. He’s just so beautiful, and happy, and I’m in love with this man.

ANYWAYS, I’ve been working on finding a balance between schoolwork and hobbies, and I think I found a middle ground. Take care of yourself, too!

Lucifer

You seem rather joyful for such a somber occupation. Since you couldn’t exactly run a funeral parlor in Hell, you would travel to the Human World whenever necessary. He understands that the majority of your fascination with the dead is that you can obtain information much more easily.

Once, Diavolo and Lucifer were working on finding why demons all over have been going missing, and they tried to pay you with actual money. You spat out your refusal and told them you would only give them what they needed if they made you laugh. The latter thought that this was absolutely ridiculous, but the former gladly told a few jokes.

One time, Lucifer needed to talk to you about something when he saw you experimenting on the corpses in the parlor. One of them was actually moving around, and he was concerned. You just giggled and told him that you wanted to see if you could bring them back to life. Unfortunately, you still lacked the ability to form a new soul, so it was basically just a zombie. Lucifer had never been so worried.

You and Thirteen seem to get along well. He’s glad that you are getting along with other exchange students, but could you please talk about something other than the funniest “times you went to harvest souls? It is not a proper dinner conversation. And it is certainly very rude to show off your old scythe at the table as well, Y/N!

Mammon

He’s honestly vibing with you on the happy part. However, we all know how much of a scaredy cat is. You owning a funeral parlor makes him a tad terrified. He doesn’t do well with dead bodies, especially if they’re real.

He remembers one time where he went to you for information about one of the witches he made a deal with. You see, she had died, and she was sent to your funeral parlor. She was part of a coven that Mammon was involved with, so he needed to see where they are now. However, you weren’t about to give information out for free. You told him the price, and he thought you were being ridiculous as well. However, he paid, you laughed, and you gave him the info he needed.

Another time, Mammon came by to drop off some stuff for you when he noticed you were talking to someone. He creaked open the door and saw what looked like a corpse standing up. He slowly walked backwards, but then one of the floorboards creaked. You opened the door fully and caught him, dragging him to the room to tell him about your experiments. He was genuinely terrified. You told him that the bodies were the equivalent to zombies since they didn’t have a soul.

He’s glad that you’re making friends, Y/N. But could it be anyone other than Thirteen? He’s seen you both in action because she invited you to do one more soul reaping. You, loving to partake in old hobbies, gladly accepted. He’s seen you take the film of the soul you took. Is this what happened to everyone?

Leviathan

You remind him of the Old Reaper from “My parents have perished in a terrible fire, and to seek revenge I made a deal with my demon butler to help”. It was a good anime, too bad they haven’t made a new season.

He has never seen you in your domain, so he can only rely on his brothers’ words. He’s heard of your strange bargain, info for a joke. However, he will agree that it’s better and more reliable than paying actual money for it. Plus, you see people getting back-stabbed for money, so it’s not as upsetting to tell a joke to get you to laugh.

He’s also heard from his brothers of your… experiments. The countless times they’ve heard you talking to a corpse as though it were alive, until they heard footsteps that weren’t yours. You would refer to them as your ‘dolls’, which is even more unsettling.

He definitely gets jealous whenever you say that you have plans with Thirteen when he asks you to hang out. He’s the Avatar of Envy, after all. However, you with your scythe is his new terrifying nightmare. You and Thirteen with your scythes is even scarier (extra points if you have your cloak).

Satan

He’d say your too joyful for your job, but to be fair he does enjoy a good murder mystery story. He wouldn’t be concerned about you and your profession. Everyone has hobbies, after all. He would be concerned about how you talk about it so eccentrically.

Your way of an information exchange is rather unusual for someone who remains on Earth. Usually, humans want money in exchange. However, when Satan visited to gain info on something, you told him your price. He doesn’t have a problem with it, but it’s odd.

Another time, he went to drop off some lunch for you when he saw you and two bodies walking around. He would have dropped the food if one of the bodies didn’t catch it before it hit the ground. You are more than glad to explain your experiments and the inability to create a soul that you have.

I think he’s on pretty good terms with Thirteen. The two don’t seem to have a problem in the game. He would like to accompany the both of you as you help her harvest souls. Mans is probably shocked between the differences of technique, since you view the film of the life and Thirteen just harvests the soul.

Asmodeus

He’s glad that you find joy in your job! You don’t see a lot of that. Plus, there is a macabre sense of beauty with the dead, and a lot of classic novelists as well as painters would agree. I mean, look at him! On Earth, he’d be described as something undead and supernatural.

I’d say that he likes your way of exchanging information. He’s used to having to pay money to gain information about witches, but when one went to your funeral parlor for something and Asmo went by to gain info on said witch, all he had to do was tell a joke. He appreciated the easy atmosphere you put on in such a grim place of business.

However, every positive thought he had about you disappeared when he visited and he heard you talking to someone in the next room. He called to you and opened the door, where he saw a corpse walking around and you sat there in deep thought. Upon discovering that he was there, you smiled and told him what was going on. He was disgusted at the sight, to say the least.

It doesn’t specify, but I think he’s also on good terms with Thirteen? He’s glad that you both bond over past experiences of being Reapers. Don’t tell Thirteen, but your version of reaping a soul is much different and more appealing than hers. The film of their life made him tear up.

Beelzebub

He’s glad that someone is optimistic around here. It’s not everyday you see someone so happy to be in Hell, literally. To be fair, you do get to visit your funeral parlor whenever a body arrives, but for the most part you reside in the Devildom.

He also enjoys your way of exchanging information. You prefer laughing rather than somber situations, so it only makes sense that you’d rather take jokes rather than actual money. The trick is to tell a joke good enough to get you to laugh.

However, it was one day where he came to take you to eat somewhere in the Human World. It was a rather normal day, until he saw you ‘resurrecting’ a corpse. He suddenly felt sick, as though the snacks he ate on the way were coming back to haunt him. You then saw him, ran and gave him a hug, and explained that you were trying to make your dolls come back to life. You further told him that since you couldn’t create a soul, they were basically just animated bodies. He threw up.

He’s kind of scared whenever you and Thirteen go out with each other. While it’s typically for business, you do get happily nostalgic about your time as an official reaper. Thirteen stands in the back just hyping you up, though. The both of you paired together are an unstoppable force. He’s probably still traumatized by her because of the whole ordeal with her causing his life candle to burn quickly.

Belphegor

No one has the right to be this happy, Y/N. Not even on a billion cups of coffee with a trillion shots of espresso. How are you so happy-go-lucky? And especially with a job such as yours. You’re surrounded with death and misery.

He finds your way of exchanging information rather annoying. Like, can’t he just pay you and get it over with? But nOoOo, you have to do something unique to make yourself stand out. Wait… it’s not that? It’s because you love to laugh and you think it takes tension away from the situation? Now he feels like shit.

He remembers once where you had to visit your parlor because someone had arrived and he had to accompany you so that you were carrying out your promise of no nonsense. He walked into your parlor exhausted from the day, but gets suspicious when he hears your sinister giggling. He peaked in and saw one of the corpses in the room walking around. He was wide awake for a few weeks after that.

I feel like he also gets jealous whenever you go hang out with Thirteen. Like, how dare you choose reaping souls with her rather than cuddling with him? Another part is that both you and Thirteen are much more powerful than he is, so he gets that small sense of inferiority and powerlessness. He doesn’t like it at all.

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good-beanswrites · 9 months

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...*comes waltzing back through the revolving door* hhi. hi im back 🥺 I heard you were still open for drabble prompt requests so uhhhhh *slides my request across the table* here you go! 👉👈 (btw I am eating well tonight with all of these drabble fics omg thank you for writing these!!)

33. Wedding + Kazui

Hiii you're back!! :D Thank you so much, this had so many interesting possibilities ough... I ended up going with a convo with Mahiru (I hope you don't mind a second Mappi drabble lmao) as he reminisces about his past. Go vote your sad wet cat innocent today 👍

A hand darted out to grab Kazui’s wrist. Mahiru’s voice was weak.

“Can you stay? Shidou is going to be a minute. I don't want to be alone.”

Kazui was supposed to come in, drop something off, and return back to his cell quickly. He didn’t know how to comfort someone like Mahiru in general, nor did he know what to say after all that had happened. He hated the idea of seeing her like this when he was the one who hadn’t reached her in time. He really didn’t want to stay.

“I’d love to.”

He sat beside her, trying to make himself comfortable on the cool cell floor.

She retracted her hand. “Thank you.”

Before Kazui could even wonder what a young woman like her would want to talk about, she whispered, “can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer if it makes you upset.”

He was already regretting his decision. “Go ahead.”

“Could you tell me about your wedding?” Kazui felt his chest tighten. “I always dreamed of mine. You know, I had the whole thing planned already. He never even knew…” She laughed, but quickly winced in pain. “Things may have… changed between you two.”

Kazui had been careful to hold details of his life closer than some of the other prisoners. None of them had a very good idea of what had brought him here -- he felt bad that Mahiru may have been under the wrong impression of his marriage.

It wouldn’t have been the first time.

She asked, “but the wedding day itself… is it just as magical as everyone says?”

Despite the dim lighting, surrounded by a mess of bandages, Mahiru’s eyes glimmered.

“Yes,” he lied.

“I knew it…”

He couldn’t fabricate exactly what she was looking for. So he told her what he’d told himself many times before. It was the truth. Technically speaking, that is.

“That morning,” he began, “you wake with your stomach in knots. You feel the anticipation in your whole body.” He kept up a smile, and she seemed to buy it. “I’m a pretty organized guy, so I thought I’d be thinking about all our plans -- the schedule, guests, food, things like that. But I wasn’t worried about any of it. The only thing in my mind, all day, was her. And the many, many years ahead of us. The time stretches on for miles in front of you.”

Mahiru let out a content sigh.

“And everyone's so happy. I’ve never had that many people excited for me and my life. It’s everywhere you look. You breathe in and you can practically taste their joy.”

“Oh, that must be wonderful.”

“Y-yeah. It sure is something. And of course, when you see the other all done up for the first time, walking towards you with a huge smile, tears in their eyes… I’ve never felt anything like it.”

“What about the vows? And the rings? Is it really so special?”

“Of course. When you put on those rings, you feel inseparable.” Kazui folded his hands together. Hopefully Mahiru couldn’t see he’d taken his off. “You feel connected to them. You know you’re going to be with this person forever.”

She let out another dreamy sound, though he was beginning to falter. He was grateful when Shidou entered, apologizing for the delay.

Kazui stood, offering one last smile. “I hope you can rest.”

“Oh, yes, especially now. Thank you. That was all so perfect.”

He turned to leave, his own words still echoing in his mind. His hand drifted into his pocket, brushing against the small silver piece.

You’re going to be with this person forever.

On that day, it had seemed like a curse. Then again, on that day, ‘til death do us part’ seemed a lifetime away.

#milgram #kazui mukuhara #mahiru shiina #thank you sm for the request pal :D #i was really happy with this -- very fun writing a liar/truth twister hehe #i was tempted to write something actually taking place during his wedding in the past but i started getting sucked into research about #contemporary japanese weddings and also i wouldve wanted more info on hinako in order to write her 😅 but i thought this was a neat view!#theres so many parallels between these two but their desires/regrets couldnt be more different...#im glad youre eating well -- IM eating well ;-; these have been giving me so many character thoughts wahh #now im so emotional thinking about the tragedy surrounding kazui and mahiru (and shidou's) weddings RIP #drabbles

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burningrebelsworld · 2 years

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✨Things I love about Libras ✨

- Libras will charm tf outta you and sweep you off your feet in a jiffy and you won't even know what took over you when you look back. I associate them with the knight of swords, a knight that comes in with the wrath of the storm and leaves just as quickly. They're in for a good time, and not for a long time.

- Libras seem indecisive but the truth is deep down they're terrified of making a wrong decision and don't mind being a cat on the fence and sailing in two boats, taking their own sweet time before jumping to a conclusion.

- Libras might take a little longer than other signs to commit, but when they do give in, they're hopeless romantics. I've seen so many Libras being left out in the cold by their partners, it's hard to believe they're always the heartbreakers.

- Libras definitely have a creative streak to them. They have an eye for beauty, and they love anything and everything that's aesthetically pleasing to the eye. If you soothe their eyes, they'll love being around you. This might seem shallow in some cases, but really they're appreciative of art and adore it thoroughly.

- Libras make great poets and writers and have a way with their words. They're smoother than glazed donuts, and they have an intelligent sense of humor. They will make you roll on the floor laughing because their sarcasm and wit is different from the other signs, especially when it comes to libra mercury. Gift of gab is real.

- Libras can struggle with their self-esteem when they start to look for validation elsewhere. But they make great friends who will drop everything to be there for you, and comfort you till the tables turn and they're compelled to leave you hanging.

- Libras resist love because they fall deeply when they do fall. And being an air sign, they find it extremely hard to ground the emotions they feel. This gives an impression that they're all over the place, which they are. It is a lesson for them, to make wise decisions thought over time and to follow up with the decisions they make.

- Libras love the idea of love. The 7th house is originally ruled by Libras. When in love, they're extremely charming, sweet and adorable. They think a lot about their partner's needs and intuitively try to do everything to make sure their partners are happy and well taken care of.

- Libras hate conflict. I have met many Libras who grew up in noisy, dysfunctional households which makes me wonder if Libras have triggers surrounding conflict and whether diplomacy is a coping mechanism. They try to resolve conflicts by stepping back, and taking their space.

- Libras being the social butterflies and extroverts (depending upon other factors and placements in the chart) give off the impression that they have it easy. They work hard to reach new heights but people think their good looks and charm play a huge role in it. They often get overlooked by people and dismissed when they're upset or sad because people are used to seeing them happy, cheerful and bubbly all the time.

- Libras have a great sense of fashion and know how to look the best dressed one in the room. They ooze optimism, spontaneity and enthusiasm. Spending time with them feels like you're on a rollercoaster ride on a breezy day. Their energy is contagious. It rubs off on you.

- Libras always have people swooning over them because of how effortlessly beautiful they are. They always have atleast one person crushing on them.

#libra sun #free tarot #future spouse reading #exchange reading #free reading #tarot exchange #exchange readings #pac reading #libra astrology #astro observations #astrology #astrology rants #libra men #libra aspects #libra placements #libra venus #Libra moon

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justaduckarts · 1 year

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I wanna try to compliment the SH fic in the least spoilery way possible but i will most likely fail but WOOO TIME FOR A RANT

Starting off, Star Holder

Everyone is so worried that Eclipse or Pluto will manipulate them when Aurelia has already done that. She's the reason why they are so traumatized and meek and so easily gullible. And now here they are, in between several gods while they are all pulling on different limbs in different directions trying to tell them to go their way and to not listen to the others. I don't blame Star Holder for being so god damn anxious about every single conversation. Every conversation could literally end up in a war if they say something wrong.

Lunar!

That cheeky fuck. I love him so much hes such an asshole(/aff). He's just a silly guy doing silly things and he might want to kill you but it's okay because he's just a silly guy! His back story is tragic and perfectly explains why he is the way he is. I also love how open he is to his plans. Is he using you? Yes, but at least he's honest about it. A true gentleman.

Moon

God damn. That's all I can say. Just- damn.

Okay but in all seriousness Moon is great. Maybe not great to others (after hearing what Pluto said about the star-) but he's a great character. Very anti-social and quiet but he can have fun if he wants to. *quiet chanting* Moon in a dress! Moon in a dress! Sorry, my demons. Anyway. He's definitely trying his best, but he's not very good at it. E for effort, F for execution.

Sun. Dear lord Sun-

Again, he's trying. He just has no fucking clue what he's doing. He's incredibly oblivious it's almost painful. I don't know if I want to give him a hug or slap him. I could do both. Hug then slap. That'd be nice. But anyway, he's very interesting but after learning more about his past I just keep thinking "hypocrite". Talking about how Eclipse is trying to manipulate Star Holder (which he may have at first) only for the star, but he made the star for the purpose of controlling his own brother. That doesn't seem fucked up to him I guess. Of course there's reasonings but it's still so incredibly wrong. But I think that's enough about Sun.

Pluto

Oh how I love her. She seems like the only one (besides Eclipse) who truly cares about Star Holder and doesn't want to use them. The moment Sun and Moon found out that the star was growing they immediately jumped to "we need to know how to use it." Though, Eclipse also seems to have a similar thought process, so he's not much better. Is it possible that Pluto is using Star Holder? Maybe. But lets be honest, so many gods are trying to use them that you can barely even tell which ones are actually sincere of their promise that they care. She is so lovely though. I love how she is actually trying to give them the choice of using the star for good and not just using it to control people (as it was originally intended) She seems genuinely good and it'd be devastating to find out that she isn't... concrete turning noises to stare at my angst loving self. Anyway.

Eclipse

He's my babygirl and no one can tell me otherwise. He is a pathetic traumatized stray cat that everyone thinks has rabies but is actually just starving and wanting love and affection. Okay! But in all seriousness! I love him. The more we find out about his past the more we realize "maybe the good guys aren't as good as we thought." They accused him of murder and didn't even let him explain. Sun didn't even try to use his gift? Although, Lunar did say that it's harder to use the gift when upset so I guess that makes sense. But I'm still annoyed cause I'm a whiny bitch. They seem to just never give Eclipse any slack or any benefit of the doubt. Though, we still don't know his entire story, so there is still likely something that changed things a lot (besides Moon's mother's death.)

I'm gonna stop here since I could go on forever. TBH all my thoughts of the characters could be totally wrong in my perception of them. If that's the case, I formally apologize, I don't think much as is so when I do it's not always the best thing. BUT YEAH. THESE ARE MY THOUGHTS. If you want more there is plenty where this comes from just say the word and I'll flood your ask box again with an entire tangent.

Anyway, this is Birdcage signing off dramatic bow

skips away like a goofy goober

Hello!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Thank you so much this was so sweet. I love hearing people's thoughts and theories on the story and acvsgvsgvdth MAN. I don't want to give too much away. I will say that things are about to get interesting *looks at Saturday's chapter*

Anyway, thank you so so much!! I'm so glad you enjoyed it! I love getting asks so feel free to share your thoughts whenever (I may take some time to reply).

#justaduckarts answers #star holder au #sobbing #thank you so much

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vilelittlecritter · 1 year

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Okay more OmorOff, here's a funny doodle I did and some and some sweet sweet lore

Okay so here's a summary of the story I've thought of so far!!!

So it starts with Omori waking up in an abyss, he doesn't know who or where he is. Not long after he sees a room with a boy in it, that boy being Sunny.

Sunny notices Omori and starts talking to him, they can't touch each other and simply fade through each other like a vision. As they speak it's clearly obvious that Sunny is upset and ill, he wears a long white gown and slippers, his eyes are sunken and his skin a sickly pale. Omori and Sunny become friends and Sunny asks Omori to come save him from wherever he is, Omori basically just being born and seeing Sunny as his best friend gladly accepts and completely agrees to save him.

After this conversation Omori finds himself in Zone 0 (White Space) with a new found purpose, save Sunny and purify the world. He meets Mewo who takes the place of The Judge/Stranger by aiding Omori in combating the spirits which have suddenly invaded this world and overall accompanying him through his journey.

Along the way they meet a charismatic and smooth talking business man who calls himself Hero, a hyperactive cheery boy called Kel, a pissed off over worked girl called Aubrey and an erratic and paranoid gardener who goes by Basil.

Oh yeah and there's the big psychotic murder cat who tortures their people in a manic obsession of making them happy, the giant whale which has basically imploded and now lives as a half dead parasite living off their entire Zone while slowly melting and mutating into a horrible flesh monster in a desperate attempt to survive and the octopus lady who ended up learning so much forbidden knowledge it drove her and all her people completely insane! Like completely insane! Like her and all her people are in unimaginable agony! Yay the horrors!!!

And don't forget the horrifying mangled spirits! There are A LOT of them and they need purifying!

And at the end of it all there's a being that everyone is careful to mention by name. Mari. The Guardian angel. Whom everyone seems to answer to. Not much is known about them other than god forbid you get on their bad side...

So yeah a lot of wacky fun adventures to be had :)))

Watch these silly characters travel across a world on the brink of collapse and going completely insane while being invaded by horrifying spectral beings which are hellbent on killing everyone they come across.

Is this world real? Is it all another version of headspace??? What the hell is going on?????

Answer, I don't know! :DD

This story honestly like the original Off is probably going to be kinda open ended, so this world could totally exist on its own. Or it could just all be inside Sunny's head. Both work with the story I'm probably going to tell!

I'm going to try my best to keep it close to Off while still being its own story because I'm not a fan of just blatantly copying Off's story. There will still be a lot of parallels and sometimes just character swaps but I'll try my best to stay original. Like I'm using the skeleton of Off and building a different world around it.

A lot will probably change because honestly the core story is basically the same, and sure it could work fine but it just feels wrong of me to do it. I feel like I'm just copying Off, sure I have a lot of cool ideas but a lots the same.

Anyway if you've read this far WOW I'm impressed! I hope I've at least interested you and if you are interested feel free to share your thoughts! I seriously would love to hear what people think about this and give some criticism!

Anyway I hope to share more in the future if you guys are interested at all!!!

Also if you haven't played Off or Omori PLAY THEM. BOTH ARE SO FREAKING GOOD!

Anyway toodles :D

#omori #omori game #omori fandom #omori omori #omori au #omori aus #off game #off mortis ghost #off #off fandom #off au #OmorOff #again please if you're interested let me know!#omori fanart #fanart #vlc art #doodles

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dreamin-gacha · 5 months

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Dreamscape (Chibion)

A dreamlike world filled of characters who help and look over dreams. Rem is dressed like a sheep. Each characters domain represents a dream someone would have.

Cindy (4 Star/Dark Unit)

-Represents fairytale like dreams. She wears a cute witch like outfit like a magical girl.

-24

-Very kind and enthusiastic. However she's very upset because:

"Well people haven't been havin the type of dreams I specialize in. They happen less and less lately,"

-Likes to reference old fairytales.

-Ren and Ellie have to make a music box and assemble it. Each representative has a different piece. Cindy's is a pretty moon like piece with stars in it. We have to read different stories to find hers as she used a spell to hid it in a book.

-Cindy's domain is in a fairytale like wonderland that's heavily European inspired and has a lot of childish elements to it.

-Cindy refers to Ellie as a wishing star.

Naito (4 Star/Fire Unit)

-Represents Weird Dreams

-27

-Very cryptic. Looks like a clown (harlequin)

-"Do you notice that odd ambience that dances in the air of this distorted world?"

-"Huh...kinda?"

-Naito's piece is a tiny little sword. It's hidden somewhere around the his circus and you have to solve riddles to get to find out where he put it.

-His domain is a vintage like circus. Very hard to get through because things keep changing and we transport to different places. Naito helps them through it.

-"The lady that controls us all is making the one that guides us go mad for her own amusement."

Jessa (4 Star/Wind Unit)

-28

-Jessa represents adventure type dreams. Like dreams in where you go on an adventure. That being said

-Jessa's sparkling Peter Pan like domain is now a horror story. It's no longer a magical forest but a dark one, the trees are caving in and the sound of crunching leaves is getting closer.

-Before Ren or Ellie get hurt, Jessa shots the monster that was trying to attack them.

-"Why is this world like this? Where are the stars, the floating pirate ships, the pretty flowers?" Ellie asks.

-Jessa laughs. "You already know the deal little star, if Yume's having a bad time, we all have a bad time."

-"Oh yeah..." Ellie frowns.

-"So that's why that clown guys land was like that." Ren says.

-"Naito's domain is always like that."

-Ellie says she fills bad that Jessa's domain is like that but Jessa tell her that she doesn't mind.

-"Eh, I don't mind. I actually like it! Happy go lucky adventures get boring after a few years!"

-Jessa's piece is a rusty gear. She put it somewhere and we have to try and find it while not getting hurt.

Xyan (4 Star/Water Unit)

-Xyan represents memory dreams and looks over memories.

-His domain is a space like domain with stars of memories but all there memories seem...dark.

-32

-"The memories I give back are never up to me...but because of Yume's...recent condition...they're all dark again..."

-"What made Akumu get to her this time?" Ellie asks.

-"She coded Yume to allow him to." Xyan tells her. Ren doesn't even ask.

-Xyan's piece is a shell and it is found by going through memories. There are a few that spark Ren's interest like:

-A little boy mourning his fathers "deletion" and fixing up a very familiar looking robot. A cat maid getting her tail cut off after defending a Jester. A girl getting her heart broken by a classmate after he runs away. A guy with a big whiteboard filled with pictures and words in his room about to join a popular online game.

-A man looking at an old photo album of him and his recently missing boyfriend. A girl mourning the lost of her older brother who was "deleted" as she looks on books of dark spells she's supposed to learn.

-There are also some that Ren doesn't understand like:

-A man screaming in agony and anguish as he holds a young girl in his arms. A mayor being assassinated and also a lady trying to get the attention of another woman even know the woman isn't paying attention.

-Everyone meets with Ren and Ellie as means to take care of Yume when they rescue her.

Yume (5 Star/Light Unit)

-A rippling scream is heard when we enter Yume's domain.

-"Get out of here damn it! Haven't you tortured me enough these few years!"

-"Hehe, sorry rules are rules ma'am!"

-When they meet Yume she's not herself. Her hair is tinted to a brown like shade and her normal babydoll dress and Hollywood gown are a now a Victorian nightdress with a bonnet.

-"Oh...looks like Akumu got to her again."

-Yume's piece is a star...the star that's around her neck. We have to defeat her to get it.

-Once we get her piece, we assemble the music box and out comes a tune. A lullaby. Yume goes to sleep and out comes a sleeping little boy, wearing Victorian like pajamas. He floats somewhere else. Yume wakes up a few seconds later.

-“Yume you’re okay!” Ellie says.

-“I’m always okay. Akumu can’t do much damage. He’s only a child after all.” She sighs.

-“What happened?” Ren asks.

-“Luni wanted some entertainment for awhile again. She coded me to let Akumu get in my head.”

-“Luni? Coded? What?” Ren says, confused again.

-“You’re not from here huh? Sylph did send me a message about you. Let’s sit down for awhile.”

-Yume gets out of her domain, where her friends all greet her.

-“Yume…the curse has been dissolved and your mind is clear.” Naito says.

-“Doesn’t it always?” She giggles.

-After everyone says their peace, Yume turns to Ren.

-“I know you’ve been waiting quite long to understand what’s going on Ren, but please let it be known that you’re being watched. We all are. We always will be. I always find it hard to explain but you’ll see when you get to the next world. Be safe and remember to keep your dreams alive.” Yume tells her.

-“Watched? By who?” Ren asks.

-“You’ll definitely see the second you step foot in Vinyl City.”

-Ren nods, and Yume pulls Ellie aside.

-“Do you really think this one will be able to destroy her?”

-“I…I think yes!”

-“Very well then. Good luck wishing Star.”

-She’s 1,200 (Appears 40)

#can you tell which world is my favorite #gacha world #we know au #gw yume #gw Naito #gw xyan #gw Jessa #gw Cindy #I took full advantage of the dream and sleep theme

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ihopesocomic · 1 year

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You said Storm had low empathy, and that got me thinking a bit. One thing I don't understand, why would I have to empathize with a person who literally has no empathy for me? Am I supposed to be close to someone even if that person hurts me, otherwise is that ableism? It doesn't matter if it's a disability or not, why would anyone consciously want to be friends with a psychopath? If Storm had completely no empathy, could she be rude to Hope and Hope confront her about it

I'm impressed you brought up something we haven't mentioned in months but can't seem to recall anything we've ever said about it. Hm.

I can tell you have a very limited idea of what "empathy" is. To me it would seem your grasp on people with low empathy is just "someone who's an asshole". Which puts me in quite the pickle because I'm not someone with low empathy, and I'm definitely an asshole. All jokes aside, I'm concerned your first thoughts about a person are "If they can't understand my personal feelings, they're someone who is out to hurt me." (Or as you so eloquently put it, "a psychopath".)

You know you're talking about real people, right? Is it really so difficult to comprehend that someone can be sad and care for someone even tho they cannot understand why they're upset? Or that sometimes it takes people a bit longer to understand? Or that sometimes they need to be reminded of certain things? Does that automatically make them a bad person?

I'm in no position to decide whether you're ableist, or make the call when it's appropriate to put your own needs first, but I can say with the utmost certainty, you need to do some serious thinking before you go judging people and making such absolute statements about shit you know nothing about. Yikes. Woof. - Cat

#ask #For the record #I wouldn't worry about how we write Hope and Storm's relationship.#But if it's unnecessary drama you're hungry for #I know a web series I can recommend to you.#But perhaps you've heard of it.

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dragonfire2lm · 7 months

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Baldur's Gate 3 headcanon/AU thingy: Acespec Tav

So, I'm still figuring out what my Tav OC is going to look like, what class she is (all I know is that she's going to be a charisma character), but I had the beginnings of an idea and wanted to share it. So, let me know what you think.

It was another quiet night in camp and Tav was doing her rounds, checking in on her friends, making sure they were comfortable, listening to their troubles.

But she had noticed the odd looks Lae'zel had been giving her, and concerned that perhaps she had upset the gith in some way, she asked about it.

To hear Lae'zel's interest in her was certainly flattering, but unwanted, and Tav did the best she could to explain that she wasn't attracted to women, nor interested in sex.

It was Lae'zel's response that had Tav bristling like a cat. Whether it was the harshness in which the words were spoken, or the words themselves, Tav recoiled.

She was reminded that she was different, lacking in such a base, universal experience that Lae'zel's reply to being rejected, more than likely snapped out in defense of her own emotions, hurt. And it pained her more than she thought.

"I am not interested in anyone!" Tav snapped back. "I cannot grasp, cannot fathom the very idea of looking at others and wishing to bed them, and I suppose I should thank you, my friend, for reminding that I am lacking in such wants."

It was perhaps too harsh, she knew, but as the others in the camp heard the commotion and headed over, all Tav could feel was a sense of inadequacy, of guilt.

She was different, and that pained her more than anything when her friends could express such wants and desires so freely, When Lae'zel looked confused by the notion that Tav just didn't feel attracted to anyone. And similar looks of confusion flitted across the faces of the others.

There would be questions, maybe even an attempt to brush her off, that had certainly happened with others in the past before she had been abducted. Tav did not want to face such scrutiny, such disbelief from those she cared for.

So, she excused herself and left for the far edges of camp.

She didn't notice that Astarion was not looking at her in confusion, but rather like a puzzle piece had fallen into place. She scurried off into the bushes.

Scratch had followed, the dog had sensed her distress and cuddled up to her as she sat on a rock. She waited for not only her own hurt to ease, but for enough time to pass so that she could sneak back to her bedroll once everyone else was asleep.

Imagine her surprise when Astarion found her in her hiding spot sometime later. She watched him, wary, and a little bit afraid. Not because he was a vampire, but because her biggest secret had been outed to the whole camp, her difference, her defect.

It was the first words out of his mouth that stopped that fear in its tracks.

"I've seen that reaction before," he said. "I don't quite get it myself mind you, but I have seen it before."

"Have you now?" She replied as she waited for the other shoe to drop.

The vampire picked his way through the dense brush and sat beside her on the rock. He didn't look put out that she clearly didn't believe him. In fact the vampire was practically respectful about it.

"I've met people in the past, who don't find anyone attractive, and it's not because they dislike my most charming self," He explained with a gesture to himself. "It's just how they are, and some wanted to have sex, others just weren't interested at all. Personally I don't see why the idea seems to be so hard to believe."

"Well," Tav began and found herself struggling with words for once. A rare thing indeed for the group's wordsmith. She sighed. "I suppose the night can't get any worse...People seem to mistake my kindness, my sincerity for flirting a lot of the time, and i have yet to find someone who would be interested in romance without sex. Too often others take offense when I turn them down..."

"And Lae'zel's rather sharp retort struck a nerve?" Astarion guessed and she nodded. "You know she's not the only one who's interested in you right? She's just the most blunt about it."

"And yet more friendships turned to dust." Tav lamented. "Why did i ever think otherwise?"

And here Astarion looked surprised. "Whatever do you mean by that? Do you really think that...the others would just leave you on the roadside because you don't reciprocate their feelings?"

"Would not be the first time, I assure you," She replied. She did notice his hesitation when he mentioned the rest of the group. "I wouldn't blame you, or them, if that was the case."

"Look," Astarion began, he looked frustrated, whether with her, Lae'zel, or something else entirely she couldn't tell. "I can't speak for the others, but I know damn well I am not going to simply cut ties with you because of this."

"We need to work together to get to the bottom of the tadpoles in our heads, and the cult of The Absolute, I know." Tav replied.

"Well, yes," Astarion agreed. "But you are missing quite the important point in that I genuinely enjoy your company, dare I say I consider a friend in the short time we've been travelling together."

"Oh...I didn't want to assume, you'd been through a lot as is, and I wanted to make sure you had space." Tav replied. "while I hope I can call everyone here a friend, I didn't want to push the idea on anyone. Can't please everyone after all."

"You're not getting rid of me any time soon," Astarion smirked. A thought occurred to him and he looked at her curiously. "Though after tonight, I do wonder, are you interested in romance at all? People like you tend to separate sex and romance and I for one woudl like to know where you stand on the topic."

He held his hands up placatingly and added. "If you want to share such thoughts that is, I find such talks interesting, but I won't pry."

"I take it you find them interesting because of how it differs from your experiences?" Tav asked.

"And I find that it makes a lot of sense when you think about it," Astarion replied. "People can certainly have sex without the need for romantic attachments, so romance without sex is more than possible. And I do so love the look of bafflement on people's faces when I point that out."

He grinned. "People get so shocked, scandalized even, about the mere concept of someone courting another without sex being on the table. It's hilarious."

Tav cracked a smile at that. Maybe she could trust him with this. Maybe, just once, she could trust she wouldn't be seen as some immature, naive waif in need of being fixed or shown a good time.

"I like romance," she explained as she ran a hand through Scratch's fur, the dog keeping an eye and ear out while the two of them talked. "I think its a beautiful concept, a wonderful idea that shouldn't need sex to be a part of it, that shouldn't result in friendships being seen as lesser, that is just one kind of love, not the ultimate expression of it."

"And..." Tav continued. "Ultimately not for me it seems. As much as I would want it for myself, I've never met anyone willing to give what I want a chance...and with this tadpole I doubt I'll have the chance to do so."

Astarion listened patiently, she was surprised he was even hearing her out. Normally she would be the one lending an ear to him, to anyone at camp who needed someone to confide in, or simply someone to talk to who wouldn't judge.

She was even more surprised when he asked. "And what do you want?"

"You'll think me childish," she replied.

"Darling, I've seen you bleat at a redcap and found it funny, I don't care if you're childish," Astarion pointed out. "In fact, I encourage it, life is a bit dull if you never have fun."

"Well alright," Tav said. "I don't fall i love with someone's appearance, I don't look at people and want to be their partner. But I fall in love with who someone is as a person, how much I trust him, how well we get along. It's just another layer of feelings on top of a friendship already as strong as adamantine...That hasn't really happened in a long time."

"So no interest in women, looks like Lae'zel was barking up the wrong tree," Astarion commented. "And falling for someone's, shall we say inner beauty, instead of the initial draw to their outward appearance is uncommon, but not unheard of."

"But not the accepted standard." Tav said plainly.

"As someone who experiences the accepted standard, trust me, it's a lot more of a hassle than people think it is," Astarion replied. "Anyway, do continue."

"You're actually interested in my ramblings on romance?" Tav asked.

"I did say I find it interesting," Astarion said. "And I sort of told Lae'zel to go fuck a gnoll earlier and I'm hiding until she calms down."

"Oh gods, you didn't!"

"I'd never seen you so upset!" he admitted. "Mind flayers, hags, goblins...vampire spawn...I'm certain you could stare The Dead Three in the face and not so much as flinch...but one of our own expressing interest in you and then lashing out when you reject them caused you to recoil like that...Well...Like I said, I'd seen that reaction before."

"And you told her to fuck a gnoll..." Tav couldn't help but let out a small snort of laughter. "How are you not dead?"

"I said something about showing you the same courtesy you've shown all of us and here I am." He replied with a flourish.

"Well, I suppose I should indulge your curiosity as thanks for having my back," Tav awkwardly said. "I've never really had anyone be in my corner about this...So, right, romance...what do you want to know?"

"From the sounds of it you'd be interested in a romantic relationship, what do you want out of one if you were to say, get to know someone andthey confessed their love to you?" Astarion asked. "Hypothetically speaking of course."

Was he up to something? She couldn't tell.

"This stays between us right?" Tav asked hesitantly.

And here Astarion scoffed. "If you think I'm trying to get intel to pass on to the others, the answer is no, I'm not. This is our little secret."

"Good, I've already made enough of a fool of myself today," Tav replied. "i suppose if I did wind up in a romantic relationship, We'd talk things out, set boundaries, make sure neither of us feel forced to do anything they don't want, have everyone on the same page...then I'd probably by the person flowers."

"Flowers?"

"I know, normally the men buy the women flowers, but it's still a sweet gesture that I think should be reciprocated," Tav replied. "along with going to dinner, or lunch, or just going and doing an activity as a couple, having fun in much the same way one would with friends, but with the knowledge and intent that is romantic in context."

"And I suppose living together and having children in somewhere in that domestic little fantasy of yours too?" Astarion quipped.

"If only I were so lucky, but yes. I'd adopt," Tav admitted. "Even before the tadpole I was never healthy enough to risk carrying a child, and never really thought about children of my own, money has always been a bit too tight for that, but if I had the money, the time, the freedom to do that...I'd like to take in an older kid, ones who tend to be ignored in favour of the little ones, you know?"

"You've never really spoken about your life prior to being abducted," Astarion noted. "But...that makes a lot of sense from what you have shared about yourself....and you care an awful lot about making sure we have enough money."

"I wasn't poor, if that's what you mean," Tav said. "But not upper class either, always had to plan ahead with how much money to spend, never had the freedom to really go on a spending spree or indulge myself."

"Hm, I'll have to see about changing that..." Astarion said. "Maybe slip a few coins off some unsuspecting folks to lighten the burden?"

"And I'll talk our way out of trouble if you get caught," Tav replied.

"If I get caught."

"You needn't go through the trouble on my account." Tav insisted. "We make do, don't we?"

"And I happen to think you should have the chance to splurge a bit, buy yourself something nice," Astarion replied. "When we reach a larger city, I'll take you shopping."

"Really?"

"Yes, you, me, a small mountain of coin, and everything the world has to offer, what do you say?" He said and nudged her palyfully.

"Sounds like fun, if we can get the gold to afford it."

"You just leave that to me," He replied. "Do you think we can wander back to camp without a certain Gith trying to cut our heads off?"

"I'll talk her down, you might have to apologize..."

"Darling, you and I both know I won't mean it."

"Yes but, thank you for sticking up for me." Tav said. "Hopefully i can smooth things over with everyone once I figure out who else is interested in me..."

"Well, I could tell you," Astarion pointed out. "But I think I'll watch you figure it out for yourself."

"It's everyone, isn't it?"

"There's no harm in asking them, you know." He said. "After that little row with Lae'zel I doubt you'll have to deal with anyone reacting as harshly as she did."

No harm in asking?

And so, Tav asked The Pale Elf what he thought of her.

#baldur's gate 3 #Acespec Tav #demiromantic Tav #astarion bg3 #astarion x tav

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misssakuramochi · 2 months

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hello! 🗣️ i'm wondering if i could get a matchup for baldur's gate?? slight preference for men but ladies are ok too!

personality traits (and notes): introverted (distant, disinterested, little interest in getting close to many people, does not get lonely), extremely independent (often refuses to rely on others, hates when people step in to help without me asking for help), confident (arrogant, a bit prideful), straightforward (blunt, sometimes tactless), even-tempered (somewhat apathetic, rarely has strong emotional reactions, but is baseline content almost always), good sense of humor, playful, teasing, mischievous, realist that leans optimistic, curious (nosey, loves gossip), a bit of a troublemaker/rulebreaker, does not shy away from conflict (a bit combative with authority and people who don’t know what they’re doing), not sentimental, does not hold onto regrets, good at self-reflection, cold and a little mean when upset with someone.

hobbies: drawing, painting (watercolor, acrylic), baking, cosplay, reading, taking care of plants, thrill-seeking activities.

likes: cats, sweets, good food, lattes, aromatic candles, cool weather, traveling, piercings, tattoos, puns (!), lazy days, learning foreign languages, cleaning, new experiences, people with a good sense of humor (quite subjective), when people banter back with me, people who let me tease them, people who develop their own opinions but are still willing to listen to other perspectives.

dislikes: bitter foods, strong scents, pessimism, hot weather, feeling restricted, possessiveness, conformity, having to be responsible for others, when people don’t stand up for themselves (i tend to look down on/clash with people who are overly insecure), overly anxious people, people-pleasers, when people act condescending towards me, people who try to force conversation with me.

types: intj-a ; 7w8 (yes i know type 7 is super uncommon for intj) ; love languages: physical touch, quality time.

misc.: clumsy ; accidentally misuses slang or phrases bc i can never remember how they go (e.g. “bust this popsicle stand” instead of “blow this popsicle stand”) ; able to pick up new skills relatively quickly ; studied french, korean, and latin in uni (also studied abroad in korea) ; majors in international cultures/languages + minors in psychology and medieval history ; prone to being a bit directionless in life ; prone to bad luck but tries to find the humor in most situations ; life approach: to live a life of varied experiences, to not take life too seriously, to not dwell too much on the past.

I match you with...

HALSIN

○ Halsin values honesty and while you can be a little too straightforward sometimes, he appreciates that you don't make him guess what you're thinking. He's not whatsoever easily offended so most of your remarks wash right off of his shoulders or even make him laugh. He doesn't mind that you come across as a little cold - he knows a good person when he meets one. That being said, he's not spineless and isn't afraid to tell you if you've gone too far.

○ You balance one another emotionally. Halsin is a very passionate man, and you are much less prone to strong emotional reactions. You help keep him regulated and he helps you find purpose and direction.

○ Physical touch is an important thing for both of you. Halsin isn't uncomfortably touchy, but a calm hand on the small of your back or lithe fingers in his hair give reassurance and comfort even in the most stressful of times. Most times he's got a hand on your shoulder or fingers wrapped in yours. You both feel safer, stronger, when you can feel the other there.

○ Halsin is mature. He's seen many things and he's accepting. You want, it seems, someone open-minded and listens even when they may believe something different. Halsin is your guy. He loves to have deep talks with you about worldview and your own open-mindedness gives him new perspective he loves to chew on.

HEADCANONS

○ Halsin loves to tease, so banter is common. He especially loves it when his adrenaline is high and his focus is on you. This means that the two of you find yourselves flirting on the battlefield quite often. It makes fighting almost fun, sort of a competition between the two of you.

○ Halsin adores your clumsy side. You're usually sp confident and powerful in his eyes that he can't help bit he endeared when you trip over yourself. He's not the type to run to your rescue because he knows you don't need a knight in shining armor, but when things are too much he's always got your back.

○ Once all is said and done I can see the two of you traveling the world together. You would learn about all the different cultures along the way, and Halsin would explore the natural world. Both of you are always earning and growing together

○ Halsin is a frequent subject of your painting. He insists on posing for each canvas you coat for him and takes increasingly ridiculous poses to make you laugh.

Hello!!! I hope you enjoy your match!! Thank you again for trading with me, I look forward to reading your half (though there's no rush!)

#matchups #headcanon #baldurs gate 3 #halsin

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twoidiotwriters1 · 1 year

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Copycat: Genesis —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: We’re halfway through! -Danny

Words: 1,869

Phase Six Masterlist

Previous Chapter // Next Chapter

Listen to: ‘this is my trying’ -by Taylor Swift

xx: Worth

Cat watched Riri work with a smile on her face.

"You're making me nervous," Riri told her without looking up.

"Sorry," the mutant chuckled. "It's just crazy, part of me thought for years only Tony was able to do this."

Riri glanced at her. "So you got to know him well?"

"I lived with him... a year?" Cat squinted. "I lived around him, my whole teens. He was like the coolest uncle I could ever hope to get."

Riri chuckled. "They were your family for real? The Avengers?"

"Two years ago I would've told you they were, they tutored me and trained me... but I'm not gonna pretend that what Namor said didn't change the way I view things. Hawkeye said it, their orders were clear, it was their job to train me."

"Must've been hard to realize," the girl stopped what she was doing to look at her. "That you've never had what you thought you had."

"I never said that," Cat grinned. "They cared for me in the end, they were my friends, and that was something. And I did get my own family, brother, father and cousins, uncle and aunt... it's weird, but I like weird."

"When Shuri called you she wasn't convinced that you'd be willing to help, but so far you seem pretty dope."

"Yeah, I've had a complex reputation throughout the years," Cat crossed her arms and leaned against the table. "I couldn't make up my mind about it either."

"But now you have? Make up your mind, I mean..."

Cat patted the girl's shoulder. "As soon as I'm done here I'm going back to New York, and then I hope you clear out your schedule, cause your training will start this summer."

Riri's expression was priceless. "Are you messing with me?"

"Normally I would, but not right now," Cat smirked. "You wanna be an Avenger, kid?"

"Holy shit!" The girl walked away covering his mouth, around them several people threw curious glances.

"Keep working, she's just having a moment," Cat dismissed it with a chuckle.

M.O.U.S.E. spoke to her. "Incoming call: Lucifer."

The mutant's heart squeezed with worry and she walked out of the lab hoping Matt wasn't calling to give her bad news. "Hi, hot shot, what's new?"

There was a short silence at the other end. "You sound... okay."

She chuckled. "Is that bad?"

"I just heard about the queen's death?" He explained. "I wasn't expecting to hear you laughing."

Cat's smile vanished instantly. Her face lost a bit of color. "Right. Yes... she died."

"I thought you'd be upset," he continued, now sounding a little awkward. "I... well, I never forgot what you said about Pietro..."

The woman let out a sad chuckle. "You never forgot, huh?"

"Well, I..." he cleared his throat. "I just wanted to make sure you're okay. Spider-man got really worried when he heard you'd left. I thought you'd called him."

"I didn't, and he didn't call me either cause he knows it's risky. We don't know who could be listening," Cat frowned. "I'm sorry he got worried, but I'm sure by now he knows I'm okay."

"And what happened there? What's going on?"

"It's a long story, and I'm not sure I'm even allowed to talk about it, but I promise I will tell you what I can once I'm back."

"Really?" He sounded surprised. "Okay. But are you safe?"

Cat thought about it. "I've had worse. I mean, yes I was there when the queen died, and I... I saved her at first," she let out a dry laugh. "They were drowning, and I pulled her out while still conscious... but I looked away just a minute..."

"It wasn't your fault, Cat."

"I know that."

"No one blames you, either," he added, his voice had an edge as if he were willing to go to Wakanda and make sure no one did.

"No," Cat frowned, but she was also smiling a little. "It's bizarre, I thought I'd feel guilty 'cause I was there and I drove the bad guys in thinking I'd be able to stop them... but I couldn't."

"And you're okay with that?" He insisted, this time a bit more skeptical.

"I spent a month in a universe where there is only one hero, and he's always exhausted," she began explaining, "when I came back, I realized how stupid it was to think I would be able to control this world with my bare hands. I can't do it alone. I told you I would try again, and I'm doing it, with my friends' help if they think they can do it."

Matt let out a sigh of relief. "Took you long enough."

"'Bout eight years, give or take. Most of my youth... such a waste..."

"I wouldn't call it a waste," he said, those were the years in which they'd met.

Cat grinned. "Okay, not entirely a waste. Better?"

"It will be once you're back," Matthew answered. "The longer you continue to be in plain sight the easier will be for Kraven and Russo to track you. Don't give them the chance."

"Cat?" Shuri came out of the lab. "Your suit is ready."

"I'll give them a chance, Matthew," she said. "To run."

Cat's chrome-colored suit was an impressive sight when the jaguar cloak had been added. She spotted Shuri standing next to the ship and opened her arms to show off her looks. Shuri smiled. "As striking as the owner. Finally, a suit that matches your personality."

"I'm forever in debt with the person that made it for me," she winked. "I'm all yours, your highness."

Her purple feline eyes had to be covered now most of the time since the reflection of her suit was a bit too much for her, but instead of her goggles, she had a visor that M.O.U.S.E. projected for her and caused the reflection to bounce out without bothering her. He'd been updated with Riri's help.

Cat nudged Shuri's arm, the girl was wearing a Black Panther suit, she'd gone through the transformation. "How does it feel to be super strong?"

"It gives you a new perspective of life... and death."

Cat looked at her knowingly. "I've seen that look before. I know is useless to tell you this now, but I feel like you should know... killing didn't make things better. Having someone there to hold your hand after everything's over... that's what heals you."

Shuri's jaw clenched. "I know this is not the perfect answer."

"But it's the one you want." The girl didn't respond. Cat sighed heavily. "Shuri, I got everything I wanted, and I lost all that was important as a consequence. Look around you," she stared at the beautiful scenery with sad eyes. "Remember your home when you face Namor, and what might happen to it if you kill him."

"You think I'm strong enough to take his life?" She asked bitterly. "Most think I'll die trying."

"I'm certain you can. I told you, I had that look in my eyes once... and I will have it again, soon," Cat said quietly. "But I'll try my best to fight against it, I think you should do the same."

The fight ended relatively fast, or at least that's how it'd looked at first. Shuri left on the ship that had captured Namor, and Cat prayed to any deity that could be listening, to keep Shuri from ruining her life.

The ship was going nowhere, so Cat and M'Baku approached the captain to see what was going on. "The sonic emitter has been destroyed."

Whales started to surround them, M'Baku mumbled with worry. "That can't be good."

Something exploded under them and the ship tilted sideways. Cat used Wanda's powers to lift herself from the ship's surface and then did her best to push it back to its original position. A spear flew past her.

Some Wakandans had slipped off the ship during the explosion and were at their enemy's mercy, Cat could only think to use Wanda's power to lift a small wave and scatter the warriors away from each other. Then she began to teleport from one place to another to place them back on top of the ship.

"Princess we need that backup now!" Cat announced.

"Okoye!" Was all Shuri replied.

The midnight angels arrived at the scene. Riri shot up into the sky carrying a Dora in her arms, one that Cat hadn't spotted while saving the others. More Talokans started to climb into their ship.

Cat reached under her cloak, pulled a baton, then pressed something in it and it stretched into a fine spear, its two ends made of laser blades that she could reshape however she wanted. "Knife fight it is," she sighed.

Copycat rushed into battle stabbing every blue-skinned person she ran into. The thought of hurting them was less upsetting now that she knew they could not be killed easily. Eventually, the crowd opened and she spotted Attuma, she copied Mr. Parker's power and shot a web at his weapon pulling it back, then landed in front of him.

Cat pointed one end of her spear under his chin. "Hi again," she said in Mayan.

The man scowled at her. "Jaguar."

"Stop calling me that or I'll think you guys respect me," she joked.

Attuma aimed at her chest but Cat stopped his spear with her own, then she kicked him back and aimed for his middle, but he dodged her. He was fast as much as he was strong, but Cat had decided not to use any power now that they were face to face except for the ones she'd developed naturally.

He tried to stab her from above, but Cat split her spear in half and crossed both parts over her head to stop the weapon short. Her knees buckled, but she pushed him back. And she kept pushing until both of her feet were planted firmly on the ground.

Cat uncrossed the blades and his spear grazed her neck, she jumped back in alarm, the feeling bringing unwanted memories. Attuma elbowed the side of her head, nothing protected her from the blow.

The mutant got thrown to the ground, and her batons fell out of reach. Attuma lifted his spear, and she looked up at him, eyes unwavering as he got ready to kill her. Then Namor's voice rose from above them.

"Talokanile'ex!" He called, Shuri was standing by his side. They had come to an agreement. "Let us return home. Our fight here is done."

Attuma and every warrior from his tribe knelt at his orders. Cat felt a throbbing pain on her side, she wasn't sure at which point someone had tried to stab her, but they'd almost succeeded. They hadn't actually injured her thanks to her suit, but the impact of the blade felt like she would find an ugly bruise there later on the day.

Attuma got up and, to her surprise, put his weapon away and offered to help her stand. Cat seized his hand with no hesitation. Once on her feet, she watched as he picked up her batons and put them back together, reassembling her spear. He handed it back.

"Live up to its worth," he pointed at her cape, "or I'll take it back along with your life."

Cat stared at him, overwhelming grief engulfed her. She didn't know if she was worthy to carry the jaguar's mantle, but it was then that she realized excellence was not what she wanted at all, and it had taken half of her friends and family to discover the harsh truth.

At least now she'd made up her mind.

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symptoms-syndrome · 2 years

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Just rambling about what made me cry today. No TWs apply I don't think.

I don't remember how I got on the topic, but a lot of today's therapy was talking about media I enjoy and don't enjoy. I said I feel really bad about not enjoying children's media. I just can't. Disney stuff, kids cartoons, most ghibli, all this sort of stuff I see a lot of other trauma survivors gravitate to just makes me feel angry, irritated, upset. My brother playfully teased the other day that I don't like whimsy, and I guess that's kinda true. There are exceptions, but for the most part I just can't watch media that feels like it's for kids. I tried to watch Steven Universe at one point for a friend, but I got the same sort of reaction, it's like frustration.

And it sort of tied to this idea that like. I don't like feeling like a child. Childhood doesn't hold any positivity for me. "Simple joy" is how my therapist phrased it. I see a lot of other people find this sort of simple joy in children's media, or caring for ones inner child in a traditional sense. Blankets and stuffed animals and cartoons. And I just feel really upset that I can't have that. I wish I could have that simple joy feeling. Even writing about it now makes me tear up. And I know that most people who do enjoy that kind of stuff also had bad childhoods. So I don't know what makes me different. But it also makes me feel pretentious. Like I'm "too good" for children's media and plushies and stuff. Which I don't think I am. I have stuffed animals and everything. I just can't associate them with childhood. I know the whole idea of like. Creating a childhood you didn't have. But that seems so pointless to me. I have no desire or reason to return to childhood, unless I was able to actually, genuinely put aside my adult responsibilities, which I do not have the privilege to do.

And we talked a little about the media I DID enjoy as a child. Ofc there's sonic, but also Zelda. I read a lot of Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen type fairy tales, the original ones. I was really really into those. And a lot of the themes were like...bleakness. The societies and worlds of the stories I consumed and then imitated in my own writing were fueled by injustice and corruption. The heroes often stood out for being good people. A lot of fairy tale retellings and disney movies and stuff for kids have like. A good, happy society that's threatened by an outside source, but a lot of the media I found comfort in was the opposite, an unjust world with select few heroes who fought against it. A big formula for a lot of fairy tales I grew up reading was that there was a protagonist that everyone thought was stupid, and people who set seemingly impossible goals for him and then changed the goalposts whenever he managed to achieve them. Stories like the White Cat and Blockhead Hans. I can't do it the other way around. A world that seems safe and peaceful is one that gives me immense anxiety.

And I wish I wasn't like this. Even now, I can't play simple joy games like Stardew Valley or Animal Crossing. I mean I can, they just don't really bring me that much joy. They don't hold my interest. They feel really pointless. The world in those games is already safe. Sure I guess you need to pay off loans or clean up your farm but there's not really consequences if you don't. Majora's Mask had your consequence hanging over your head 24/7, threatening to destroy the world once your timer was up. Twilight Princess had the townspeople you knew turn against you when you changed your form, and the looming danger of Twilight. And the gameplay always had purpose. You solved puzzles and fought things because you had to. Even the media I watched, when I was able to watch things, was dark. I never really watched cartoons or sesame street or anything like that. Not in my memory at least. My birth mom never really put anything on for me, my birth dad just watched whatever he wanted without paying much mind to whether it was appropriate for me, or said that I needed to be cultured and well rounded or whatever and that kids stuff would just rot my brain. Everything I watched or consumed had to have some sort of purpose to him.

IDK it's really. Complicated. I was both closely monitored and my media was closely curated, but I was also sort of neglected in that sense.

The TLDR is. I wish I could have what I see other people have. I wish I could regress into some childlike simple joy with some kids cartoons and blankets and plushies. But whenever I try I either end up feeling stupid or freak out about it. Or both. I don't want to be dark and gritty. I like fun. In fact, I feel like my favorite genres have kind of been ruined by turning too dark and gritty. I really like fun heist movies, for example. Stuff like Now You See Me. I like comedy. I obviously like Sonic, though a lot of Sonic is darker than people think. I don't want to come off like a pretentious dick who can't watch a ghibli movie because it's below them.

#BTW if youre going to suggest me smth and say its for 'kids and adults' dont #I dont care about themes in Ste/ven Univ/erse or whatever #its obviously intended for kids. Or obviously gives off that vibe

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quilna · 2 years

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Loving the Jekyon moments mate!

Got any headcanons for Lanyde?

Alrighty!

Neither Lanyon nor Hyde are the types who want to reveal to each other that they actually care.

As such, both of them are constantly doing nice things for each other and then pretending that it wasn't them/it was for their own selfish gain/it wasn't that big of a deal.

Lanyon secretly leaves out cups of tea for Hyde, cleans up messes that Hyde leaves behind that Lanyon knows will get in Hyde's way later, and keeps him properly hydrated when he's been out drinking for the later hangover. Whenever Hyde catches him, he'll give some excuse that "Well, it's also Jekyll's body. Can't have you running it into the ground."

Meanwhile, Hyde will angrily respond with scaring off anyone who upsets Lanyon, gifting him bottles of wine, and constantly leaving offerings of food. Lanyon is always getting chicken drumsticks and chocolates left on his doorstep in the same way that a cat would leave a dead bird.

The pair of them are constantly escalating their niceties in response to the other but neither of them will ever admit to it.

"I just had too many bottles of wine, don't look so hard into it."

"Oh, that was your lost cape I found? I didn't know. I just so happened across it, that's all."

"Anyone could have left an entire roast chicken on your desk! Stop looking at me!"

"I was making tea for myself and Rachel but she was busy so this tea is yours now."

Everyone is so exasperated. At least one lodger has facepalmed watching this.

Hyde has a tendancy to sing a lot.

He’ll sing anything from sea shanties to random songs he made up on the spot about what he’s doing currently or how great he is.

They aren’t necessarily in tune or very good but Lanyon will stop to listen from wherever he is. Usually, they’re sung so loudly that he can just stand wherever he is and hear Hyde from several rooms down in the society.

At least once, Rachel walked in on Lanyon standing in the kitchen with a forgotten tea that has long since gone cold, just standing there. Listening with such an expression of wonder and love that he almost looks like a different person entirely.

She finds it quite romantic and frequently tries to get Lanyon to go to Hyde. After all, Lanyon can play instruments - they can do a little duet together, she half jokes.

Yet, despite turning her down, the idea stuck with Lanyon. Until one day, when Hyde started to sing in the same room as him, Lanyon “jokingly” suggests he get out his violin and they duet.

Hyde was thrilled at the idea.

A few minutes later and the society was gathered around Hyde dancing on a table, singing at the top of his lungs while Lanyon, fiddling away, danced with him. The violin playing was somewhat faulty with all the motion and jostling but, next to Hyde’s terrible singing, it fit in perfectly.

And, if anyone looked close enough, they might have seen the admiring way the pair looked at one another as they danced. Someone might have noticed that the flush on both of their faces wasn’t exactly from physical excursion.

Hyde is very good at getting Lanyon to say things he wouldn’t usually say.

Like how, in the comic, he got Lanyon to confess his feelings for Jekyll because he didn’t really care about Hyde’s opinion of him, this sort of attitude is prevalent between them.

Lanyon will frequently vent to Hyde about people who have upset him, people he cares about but can’t bring himself to admit because of his pride, feelings he has that don’t seem to have any place.

Hyde enjoys the drama and will frequently trash talk anyone that Lanyon dislikes but he’s less good at the other emotional stuff. He doesn’t know how to respond to Lanyon caring about people, he doesn’t understand messy emotions involving love so he never really has anything to say there.

Not that Lanyon minds - he wasn’t looking for advice.

Yet, it somehow became a mutual thing over time.

Hyde started coming to Lanyon with people who had ticked him off throughout the day and they would trash talk that person together.

Hyde starts to confess that he has feelings he doesn’t understand either. He doesn’t understand why he cares about Rachel or the lodgers, not when he’s supposed to be the incarnation of evil itself.

Then, one day, Hyde confesses briefly that, although he doesn’t understand nor want it, he also cares about Lanyon.

There’s a long moment of silence where it seems like they’ll both just pretend that didn’t happen.

Then, unexpectedly, Lanyon pipes up.

“...I care about you too. And I don’t know what to do about it either.”

They sit there in silence for a little longer. Then, they go on their days and never bring it up again.

Yet, after that, they both look at the other in a whole new light.

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