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shootingstarpilot · 7 months

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I see a lot of posts expressing frustration with the fanon idea that certain highly competent characters (yes, this post is about Obi-Wan, but I've seen others) can't take care of themselves and need others to bully them into eating, sleeping, etc.. While I totally get that frustration, I personally very much enjoy that trope. I've been trying to dissect why I enjoyed it since I saw those critiques, and I think I finally managed to put it to words.

(Disclaimer: I live in the United States, so my discussion about healthcare is operating in the framework of the man-eating trash fire that is the American healthcare system.)

I am a busy person outside of fandom. I recently completed a cross-country move. I'm damn good at my job and I love what I do, but it's hard work and a lot of it is on call. I have bills to pay. I have paperwork to fill out. I have messages to send and more messages to reply to. I have a life that is full of things I don't want to do. We all do. It's part of existing in society.

I am also chronically ill.

We live in a system that is actively hostile to putting your own health first. The healthcare system is impossible to navigate even if you are feeling the very pinnacle of health and wellbeing, and good fucking luck trying to do so when you're sick. Good luck trying to go to work and pay your bills and fill your tank. Good luck trying to do your paperwork and cook your meals and clean your apartment. Good luck trying to muster up the energy to respond to the well-meaning communications of friends and family.

But here's the thing- you still have to.

The rest of the world doesn't stop when you're sick. The rest of your life doesn't pause when you need it to. Sometimes you have to sacrifice sleep to make it to a doctor's appointment, or skip breakfast to make it to work on time. Every one of us, to some extent or another, has had to sacrifice what would be best for our health in order to stay functional in this fucked-up, capitalistic, carnivorous society.

So I think my preference for reading and writing fics like the ones I mentioned at the beginning has a certain level of wish fulfillment to it. Someone who is competent and good at their job and has an extraordinary level of responsibility on their shoulders sacrifices their own well-being to keep the rest of the world going-

And someone else makes sure they eat. Someone else makes sure their health gets tended to. Someone else makes sure they sleep, and that the world doesn't fall apart while they do so.

A lot of times, we don't get to make those decisions, or we feel guilty when we do. In reading fics like these, I feel like I get to outsource those decisions- outsourcing self-care, if you will. You don't have to feel guilty about putting your own health first, because you're not making the choice to do so. Someone else is.

It's okay. Get some rest.

#my life is also full of things and people that i love don't worry #it's just interesting to think about this sort of wish fulfillment #if anyone else wants to contribute thoughts please do #i'm sure someone more eloquent than me could put this better #outsourcing self-care #fandom #obi-wan kenobi #ao3 #fanfiction

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lorcandidlucienwill · 5 months

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Ok man, I'm getting extremely tired of the Elriel's stagnant arguments. So let me debunk them. Forbidden romance! No, for God's sake, it is NOT forbidden. Feyre and Rhysand would support them both if Elain and Azriel truly loved each other. Not like Lucien would try to get in between them anyway. ElAiN dEsErVeS a ChOiCe! Choice implies multiple options! That means Lucien is a choice too! Elain has chosen Azriel for now! That doesn't mean she can't change her mind! Besides, haven't you EVER heard of the reluctant lovers trope? Be creative please. BuT wHaT iF tHe CaUlDrOn WaS wRoNg? Yeah, the Cauldron could be wrong about Eris and Mor, or it could be wrong about the Lady of Autumn and Helion. Why does this one line HAVE to be referring to elriel? SJM often uses lines like these to foreshadow plotlines yes, but she is never THAT obvious about it. Rhysand was being a hypocrite stopping the Azriel kiss! You could argue that he was, sure, but he was also trying to prevent a major political scandal. SJM isn't going to write Rhysand being wrong in any situation, lmao. Love or hate the character, it doesn't matter. That's just the way she has written him. Elain is an introvert! No. She's just traumatized. Nesta, her sister, says it. Lucien is a fake mate! Azriel showed mating behavior? Uhhhh no. Azriel went after MOR in the King of Hybern scene. Lucien went after guess who? Yeah, ELAIN. It was Nesta who realized Elain was gone and began to worry. Azriel only volunteered after Cassian couldn't go because he was wounded and he was the easy option aside from Feyre because he could hide in the shadows. And guess what? He saved Gwyn too! Maybe he just has a savior complex! Lucien is the one who was concerned about Elain's mental and physical health. Azriel seemed pretty chill when she wasn't eating. And he did NOT want to look after Elain. He made fun of Cassian for having to do it. ElAiN hAs TwO mAtEs! SJM is not going to write that. It would fuck everything up. She wants both characters to be happy. Gwyn is a lightsinger? Probably not, but so fucking what if she ends up being one? You think that's gonna deter Mr. Torturer Azriel? If anything that'll only bring them closer. Nice try. BuT luCiEn Is InTo VaSsA! NO. STOP IT. HE WAS CANONICALLY SEEN TO BE LOOKING AT ELAIN WITH LONGING IN ACOSF. DON'T SPREAD LIES. Vassa is definitely more into Jurian, which is a pairing that makes sense. Lucien is a side character. Um...no? Lucien has been around since book 1. He was a very significant character in that book as well. And in books 2 and 3, he might not have had as much screentime, but almost every moment he had was monumental. We see him survive the Night Court. We hear his story of fulfilling Calanmai, implying he is also chosen by the Spring Court. We have him helping Feyre kill off the twins of Hybern, bring back the army with Vassa, balance 3 roles and still dress immaculately, dominate Cassian with one word. He is also connected to almost every potential plotline in existence. Ok, this one isn't Elriel but some people say TaMlAiN! Because of the spring court foreshadowing. Guess who lived in the Spring Court for decades? Lucien! Guess who is the current Spring Court ruler but isn't doing much of ruling? Tamlin! Guess who also was able to do Spring Court Calanmai? Lucien! Wow, it almost looks like Lucien is going to replace Tamlin! SJM is not going to put one sister with another sister's ex anyway, that's weird. Elain has her chosen family in the Night Court in Nuala and Cerridwen! She belongs there! No. Just stop it. SJM could not be more clear with that line about the black dress sucking the life out of her and Elain being bothered by the cruelty in the Hewn City. Guess who is also pretty averse to violence? Oh yeah, Lucien! As for chosen family... Feyre had Tamlin and Lucien. They didn't end up being her chosen family, the IC did. Nesta didn't find her chosen family until her book. Lucien's band of exiles are not his chosen family either. Lucien and Elain are just really good at making friends.

#4 books of buildup means nothing #it's a sjm book #yrene didn't even exist until their book #trust the process girlies #anti e/riel #elucien #pro elucien #gwynriel #pro lucien vanserra #lucien vanserra

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sonicasura · 17 days

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Let's be honest with ourselves that Transformers Earthspark has its issues. It isn't uncommon for the series to have a few messy iterations throughout the years. However those at least have something going for them.

Bayverse is a junk pile yet there's a lot of material you can build off on and some pretty interesting concepts. RiD15 is an awful sequel to Prime but does decently well as a standalone although there are much needed changes to be had. Earthspark... Well, it's just there.

I can be lenient with the plot holes and poor pacing as Nickelodeon is notorious for interfering with any show that isn't SpongeBob to the point of cancellation. The issues truly land on the characters themselves. I'm gonna try to simplify it without devolving into a rant like the previous draft.

Edit: Gonna add some further edits as I wrote this in the middle of the night. Plus my simplified version skipped some key details.

Robby. Somehow they made a human character I actually dislike instead of be neutral about. In the official Transformers wiki, he's labeled as a big brother who cares for his siblings but his actions so far say otherwise. Robby literally ran away in the first episode because they moved then decided to try and hide the Terrans from his parents.

Yet he rarely gets enough consequences for his actions. I think we don't just need less Emberstone saves not just because of plot armor but force actual character growth on him. Like a life changing to one of his siblings as consequences for his actions and strained relationship until he gets his head outta his ass.

Edit: Yes, I know Robby is a teenager but that isn't a decent enough excuse for his behavior. Seen the trope about big brothers who do act closed off or at some points rude but they haven't done shit that put their family in serious danger. No, I didn't try to purposely forget the times he was injured badly.

There honestly needs to be less of those and his consequences be adjusted to it affects someone else badly. *

Next issue is lacking confrontation with Optimus choices alongside the obvious misplaced trust in the 13 Primes. Quintus Prime literally emotionally manipulated and scarred Mo through a fake bad ending reality because she doubted herself. No good person would do that, much less an actual ally. Even moreso on a child.

I seen this shit in Trollhunters but at least Jim, the main character, was a teenager. (It still was wrong though.) We also got remember that Liege Maximo and Megatronus/The Fallen are Primes. Yet somehow it is best to trust them.

Don't get me started with some of Optimus' choices when it comes to GHOST. He probably did it to protect his Autobots but what about the Decepticons who are locked away? Why are there so little of his companions with him especially since Bumblebee had fucking went into hiding before the show began.

There needs to be tension between Optimus with his Autobots. Someone is bound to snap and Bumblebee would have the biggest impact. The man clearly isn't okay as he's doing things that even Megatron admits ain't like him.

Mandroid needs to be written differently. He has the making of a sympathetic villain but oh boy. First off it is clear that his depiction is ableist aligned since the reason he doesn't like Cybertronians is because he lost his arm. Major thing to change right there.

Give him a narrative where his interest been genuine but slowly declines as the Autobot/Decepticon war increases the number of destroyed lives. Let him become a victim to this than just 'I lost my arm so death alongside experimentation to all Cybertronians'. Also don't make Mandroid ignore the obvious fact that the Transformers parts he puts into his body is slowly poisoning and instead come up with ways to fight the infection. Kinda like in Ironman 2 where Tony's arc reactor began to do the same thing.

Edit: Mandroid's negative views on Cybertronians are about the war and he's aware of the Energon poisoning. It is just that it is poorly portrayed to the point you rarely see it over his Arachnamechs/his ruined life.

Have the man present various evidence of destruction the war caused by both sides at the Malto children or anonymously spread such info around town to sew discontent with the townsfolk. 'These are the people who you consider heroes. Who you see as family and friends. Or should these tragedies be forgotten?'

Do a Baxter Stockman where you frequently see him try to fix the Energon poisoning than just simple dialogue. Even have testing on organic subjects to see how they react and find ways to counter it. Don't keep these key points as simple dialogue. *

I don't think Karen needs much changes either. 'But her taking over Cybertron doesn't make sense!' It actually does for one reason: hubris. Have you ever seen what happens when you give a control freak power? Their behavior becomes more erratic as they begin to think they deserve more. She is xenophobic in nature so imprisoning Decepticons and ordering around the Autobots is a drug to her.

Karen wants to treat them like slaves so the next step in her mind is Cybertron. Her death is well deserved and well played. Just like Icarus, the bitch flew too close to the sun.

I think the last major issue, other than out of character racist Shockwave, is the Terrans. No offense but they need a bit less screentime so the rest of the cast can shine. We barely see Alex and there's unclarified issues involving Bumblebee with Arcee if he's uncomfortable around her.

I also want their flaws to be at the forefront. Thrash is the only one who gotten such character development from his encounter with Swindle. We need more of that! Like Hashtag's overreliance on the Internet biting her back as she is forced to use real world skills.

Edit: I accidentally put in Terrans when I really meant Twitch. The screentime for everyone needs to be balanced mainly for the Malto family. Alex alongside the three younger Terrans rarely get involved or their characters further build upon. Twitch needs to get benched more.

Also the Dad Number 2 should really be addressed. Wheeljack was clearly uncomfortable when it been brought up. Plus it is way too fast to even consider such ideas unless you plan to have it addressed properly. Like 'Kid. We barely know each other yet somehow I became a father figure in an instant? It's best not to do that until you truly certain "Dad Number 2" doesn't mean harm or feels comfortable with it.' *

Earthspark clearly has potential but these problems need to be handled better. Addong the deleted scenes help add some clarification but canon needs to present it. We are supposed to get a second season so hopefully some of these are addressed.

#sonicasura #maccadam #transformers #transformers series #transformers earthspark #tf #tf series #tf es #tfes #personal idea #rambles #tv shows #slight rant #personal review #fixing canon #canon divergence #character flaws

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hanafubukki · 7 months

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Hi, here Cottage Life Anon :3 I like this name a lot, but sadly I didn't find a cute Cottage emoji, so here the chosen one: 🦋

Being 🦋 Anon while been know for talking about a timetravel fic and the whole timeline mess it's involve is actually quite funny 😂

Happy to be one of your partners in crime, it's seems this timeline OT3 ending have beautiful days before it !

I'm pretty sure Dawny would be offered a job at RSA as a sword teacher. And he would also took care of a kind of fencing club in NRC :3 (Man wants to bring money at home- He was a houseman back in the time because Silver was a baby and the situation between him and the fae was still not so good so now he wants to be more active after his sleep 🥹)

I crave for Y/n schoolmate reaction 😭 The Adeuce duo + Grim are the most incredible. But everyone is priceless. "The F- Silver is your child ? He's older than you !" (In a scenario where Y/n be back at her regular age as a first year when returning in the present-)

Perhaps Lilia hid the whole truth to Silver. Like, if he was awake before the Knight, perhaps he thought it was an accident. And if Meleanor and Levan don't success to put the child back to sleep, it can add fuel to the idea. Lilia could be scared that Silver would never met his mother and other father because of a magic problem. The rest of the event would be similar to the original timeline.

Actually, timetravel and changing timeline is a trope that have many different concept, views and solution. But I kinda like the idea of a timeline "arranging/reguling itself" so the flows of event do not become too much aberrant after some big change (and it's actually a pretty simple way to avoid time paradox- 🫥). It can also explain Y/n returning. Because honestly, I think no one would willingly go back to the present (in another world-) after having a kid and living in a cute Cottage with 2 handsome and perfect husbands-

Plus Teen Silver play a essential role in original timeline. Because without him, no dream, no saving, Y/n in Malleus dream forever, no timetravel after that, no story- And I need him to meet Sebek and Malleus because sad croco boi need his training brother figure and big lonely prince need to save baby from Lilia's cooking. Meleanor and Levan have their limits-

(How that in a time where Malleus parents are alive because of the changing timeline there is no reason to explain any reguling of it because it's nonsense ? But- My Diasomnia family fluff- 🥹)

I actually have a little thing started in a text document for this OT3 🫡 I run free for it-

Thank you for initiated this OT3 😭

(References: Fanfic, Ask 1, Ask 2, Ask 3, Ask 4, Ask 5, Ask 6)

Hello 🦋 Anonie,

Wonderful choice of emoji 🦋 Anonie! I love this emoji and like you said, there is irony in using such a symbol. Namely the OT3, Time travel, and the butterfly effect 👏☺️😂 Let's go my partner in crime 💚🙌

Yes, considering all the pain and suffering the original canon timeline went. I wanted this OT3 timeline to have a happy ending for them. 💚🥰 There will still be struggles of course, but in the end, I want them to have a wonderful ending.

Dawny being more active and wanting to bring financial stability to his family is so sweet. I can see him become a teacher at RSA and mentor the students there and NRC. He doesn't want to anyone to feel left out so he sets up a club at NRC. Lilia would mention how he has more than enough money for their family, but of course, Dawny does not want to just let Lilia handle everything. And really, how can anyone say no to those determined looking eyes?

This will allow him to not only have a reason to visit both schools, but he can also spend time with his son and his classmates. I can see Silver and Sebek popping in occasionally to train with Dawny. After all, learning from two powerful warriors can only help them in the future as knights for Malleus. I can also see them being Dawny's training partner for the other students who want to learn and observe as well.

Then you also have Lilia and Dawny, I can imagine they would both have practice fights to show off to the students. YN warned them not to get hurt and not to destroy anything during their spar.

Currently timeline shenanigans with YN's schoolmates is what I love, especially for the first years. Jack is extra alert because you're a mom...or well, mom figure? And as a wolf, they take pride in protecting maternal figures. But he is also so confused because how does he treat you? You are still in his same year and age.

Then you have Epel, I can see him switch from Miss to Mrs. to Ma'am and just get frustrated. 🤣 Sebek is going through all the emotions. You’re a human who is very well loved, wife of Lord Lilia but also somehow Silver's mother and the wife of the Knight of Dawn, someone help this boy. He starts treating you with great respect, but you have to stop him and compromise with him. At school and other places, he can just treat you normally. If he's comfortable, he can be respectful back in Briar Valley. After all, you're friends with Sebek and you want it to stay that way and you dont want that to change because of some status he thinks you have now.

The "Silver is older than you" comment has me laughing.

Here are some other Twst character interactions I can think of once they found out.

Leona: Now calls you 'Lady or Princess" with that smirk on his face, trying to irritate you.

Kalim: finds this whole situation interesting. He doesn't fully understand it but as long as everyone is happy he's happy.

Jamil is now worried because he now has to worry about more people not to offend...and then he remembers what he did to you in book 4 and watch him hide in his hoodie.

Rook: loves the chaos and all the emotions around him. I can see him want to spar with both Dawny and Lilia.

Idia: is wondering how some of his favorite tropes in anime/games became real. He is also slowly trying to disappear because too many beautiful people and he doesn't want the attention.

Ortho: Well, he's having fun calculating the likelihood of this entire situation happening. In short, wow YN, you really beat the odds in everything you do.

I can imagine the pain and suffering Lilia went through to hide the truth from Silver. He loves Silver and is happy to raise him as his son, after all Silver is his son, but it hurts him that you and Dawny couldn't be there to see how your three's special boy grew up. YN and Dawny would have to step in not to only assuage this guilt and comfort him, but to do the same with Silver.

Silver would definitely need to be sat down and talk to about all this, about how loved he is and how you three are happy to see him happy and healthy.

Exactly! Who wants to return to their normal life after having such a precious family? Especially who wants to be annoyed by the headmaster constantly? So this is a win-win on all situations.

Thinking about the original timeline and how while it is the same, it is still different for all the good ways. Sebek has his best friend, Malleus got to help raise Silver and have his parents, and Silver gets extra family members who love him.

Meleanor: The spoiling aunt who will dress up her child and Silver (and later Sebek) in cute clothes, will kidnap him whenever Lilia isn't looking or Malleus tries to hide Silver from Lilia's cooking.

Levan: Who can also teach Silver and Sebek history and tactics. He can tell them stories and calm down his wife when she gets hyper.

For Diasomnia Family fluff, we can forgive and change anything to our needs 🦋 anonie 🙌

Ahhhhh I'm so happy to hear that 🦋 anonie!!! That brings me a lot of joy, that you loved this idea I had so much, that you started writing too 🥰🥹 It brings me happiness that I can inspire others to create. You have no idea. Please, if you end up finishing it, please share it with me. If you post it here on Tumblr, please tag me or send me a link if you are comfortable. Or you can always use the ask box too to share. I would love to read it 😭🥹💚

You're very welcome! This OT3 has become a comfort for me, and I am so happy to see others interested and loving it too. I love that people are joining the love for it. It brings me so much happiness, especially since it has such a close place in my heart.

Thank you as always fro sending this in 🦋anonie.

#answered #anonie ask #🌺🦋anon🌺#twst knight of dawn #twst knight of dawn x reader #twst knight of dawn x reader x lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader #🌺cottage life anonie🌺

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multifandomeweirdo · 3 months

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Psyche from Lore Olympus

I just needed to rant about her whole character in Lore Olympus. I am a non-black person of color, so this is my opinions of her through the lens of my experiences and knowledge.

This is how she first appears:

This is after Aphrodite turns her into a nymph:

This is her after her human form was restored:

Her while becoming a goddess:

And this is her after becoming a goddess:

Her design:

Some people complain about her design. I agree that her design is inconsistent. She had straight hair, even as a nymph, until over 100 episodes in. I personally don't mind the change in character design. I'll just headcanon that Psyche straightened her hair or styled it specifically in the earlier episodes, and wore her natural hair in the later episodes.

I see a lot of people criticizing her design saying rather racist things, such as "she looks ugly now and that her earlier design was much better." They also say things like "She's forced diversity. Why do we have to bring diversity into this?" I think the art quality as a whole has declined, so yes, Psyche looks worse, but all the characters do. Specifically calling out Psyche feels more like racist beauty standards than a criticism of the art decline. Also, phrases such as "forced diversity" are just silly. Andromeda, a figure from Greek myths, was the princess of Aethiopia, which was supposed to be somewhere below Egypt. She was described by Ovid as dark-skinned, though she has been white-washed by Western artists (that's why she is now portrayed as white). So yes, there was some (not a lot) diversity in Ancient Greek myths, and anyway, it's a modern retelling! In this modern age, with more awareness of race and issues surrounding it, I don't think it's a bad thing to have a more diverse cast of characters.

I don't think that Rachel Smythe originally intended for Psyche to be black, and it was a lazy choice to change her so late. Additionally, she remains the only black character. However, I'm glad that she met the bare minimum of including diversity, as many authors and artists, even today, don't do this.

I think her design is cute overall, though I wish there was more effort put into Psyche's hair. I do like that they kept her brown skin when making her a goddess, instead of giving her an unnatural skin color. My main gripe is that in the myths she had butterfly wings, not these weird purple feathery things. Even the pearlescent wings during her transition to a goddess were better. But the butterflies belong to Persephone in Rachel Smythe's retelling, so Psyche can't have what was one of her symbols.

Now for the criticisms:

I saw this on @genericpuff's page, but the trope of a white man (Eros) "saving" (kidnapping) a woman of color (Psyche) from her horrible arranged marriage is harmful. Again, I don't think Rachel Smythe included this part intending for Psyche to be black, but that doesn't change the fact that this trope has had very harmful implications and effects throughout history.

Then, Eros leaves her when she, tricked by her sisters into trying to kill him, realizes that he is a god. Aphrodite turns her into a nymph and uses her as a test for Eros.

In the original myths, she completed difficult tasks given to her by Aphrodite to prove her "worth" as Eros' wife. We could talk about how she got help for these tasks, but still. The point is that she chose to go through all that for love.

In Lore Olympus, she is merely a test for Eros to pass. Which has some implications, especially since she is a woman of color.

There's also the harmful trope of a woman of color being turned into a nonhuman. Add on the detail that in the Lore Olympus world, nymphs are lower class. Again, implications.

The gods and goddesses in Lore Olympus look down on nymphs while simultaneously fetishizing them. We see Hera be racist to MInthe and no one stands up for her. We see Hades, who has a flower nymph fetish, dating Minthe but not criticizing his family for their bigoted treatment of his own girlfriend.

I'm seeing some similarities to how people of color are treated. And Psyche, a woman of color, is turned into a nymph by Aphrodite, a goddess. Add on how Aphrodite did all this because she felt threatened by Psyche. In real life, we see how people of color suffer when white people feel threatened by them. So... implications.

Conclusion:

I don't think Rachel Smythe had any harmful intent when making Psyche's character. In fact, I think she probably felt that it might bring joy to some readers to see a black woman represented in Lore Olympus. However, she accidentally wrote Psyche into these tropes that have very real, very harmful implications for actual people of color. She could have used Psyche's suffering at the hands of Aphrodite and the treatment of nymphs as a way to speak on societal issues such as racism. However, she didn't. Hera, a canonical racist, is portrayed as a "good guy" and Hades is rewarded for his fetish with a goddess who looks exactly like a flower nymph but isn't one (similar to how white men fetishize women of color but will only date a white woman. And these white women specifically try to look like the race the man fetishizes, the the point where you could call it black-fishing or Asian-baiting or any other similar term). I don't think she meant to write it like this, but she did. It could be a reflection of her own internal biases, or maybe not.

Either way, this is exactly why research before including a non-white or otherwise marginalized character is so important, especially if you have not experienced that kind of marginalization. Even if your intentions are good, you can write harmful things. Being aware of such tropes and stereotypes can help you avoid them, or if necessary, use them to comment on larger issues. Rachel Smythe did not do that, and now we have a world where the racists are the good guys, rewarded with power and worship, and the oppressed, POC-coded, lower-class characters are punished unless they agree completely with the racist good guys (like the "one of the good ones" racial stereotype where a POC is the "exception" out of a "bad race" because they such up to the white main characters). Meanwhile, the only black character is "rewarded" with godhood, not for completing difficult tasks for love, but rather for doing a god's bidding.

I could be reaching. I could be biased because of my own experiences as a (non-black) person of color. However, I think my experiences are what allow me to recognize harmful things in writing.

So anyway, do your research if you want to include a minority character in your writing. Personally, I'd suggest checking out the @writingwithcolor blog. It's a great resource with lots of information.

Thanks for reading if you managed to survive this long rant.

#psyche #lore olympus criticism #anti lore olympus #lo critical #rant #rant post #harmful tropes #person of color #woman of color

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hwavsg4ch4n · 1 year

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I'll Protect You || L.K

tags/warnings: afab!reader, bodyguard!Minho, royal!au, Princess!reader, angst, rough family dynamics, suggestive, forbidden love trope (lol), Minho calls reader "your/my grace", if i missed anything pls message me!!

notes: omg am I posting!? Hi everyoneeee, first off I want to ask how everyone has been~. I haven't been an active writer, that's because I realized I was looking at this as a job rather than a hobby that brings me joy :(, therefore I took a break. Can't say I'm gonna be constant bc thus is a hobby not a job, but I love to write and i'm pretty sure I wont stop! ( I have a lot of things in my drafts) btw, this is lowkey inspired by Bridgeton, but not quite.

Description: Being a royal isn't easy, especially when every choice is made for you. But maybe having a kind guard around isn't so bad.

this is a work of fiction, an alternate universe. The Irl persons are not made to be perceived this way. 18+ content ahead, viewer discretion is advised.

lmk if I should make this into a little series :o

You huffed, picking at the herbs that laid on your pasta as a garnish, tuning out the boring kingdom talk your mother and father indulged in with the rest of the family. The pearly satin gloves on your hands grew uncomfortable as the queen brung your personal life into conversation once more.

“Y/n will get married soon, I just know it.” You resisted the urge to roll your eyes at your mothers comments. Your father, as always, just had to add salt to the wound. “There are many suitors sending letters to the palace every day, even some from overseas. I don’t understand why you never reply efficiently-” You gave a tight lipped pained smile, not wanting to cause a scene; avoiding trouble.

You didn’t want all these random men, men that only saw your family's wealth. You already had a man you yearned for, one that was different. You look up from the tablecloth, in the doorway of the dining room stood your personal guard; Minho. He wasn’t looking at you, he was on duty. If he looked anywhere but straight he’d be bound to have to skip dinner for a lecture from the head guard. But you didn’t mind that he wasn’t looking at you, it made it easier to stare and get lost in the comfort of your own imagination; daydreaming about how wonderful it would be to run away with the kind man that always made sure you weren’t lonely.

Minho wasn’t always in your life, he only came to serve the royal family a mere 2 years ago. Being assigned as your personal guard didn’t sound exciting at first, just another shackle put around your ankles to prevent you from living the best you could under these circumstances. But as you grew accustomed to his presence, memorizing the scars on Minho’s neck and hands, finding safety in the pure brown of his round eyes, and the soft smile that he often wore on his lips; the one he’d only show you, you didn’t dread being looked over 24/7. He was more than enough for you, enough to make you feel whole in a palace that only offered emptiness.

Before Minho was a royal guard, he was a warrior. He only knew battle, but he didn’t want to fight all the time anymore, he wished for something more calm; so here he is. Yes he was rough around the edges but he got the job done, the king and queen liked him because he seemed to make their princess stop complaining. They didn’t care how he did it, as long as they didn’t have to hear your mouth and watch you themselves.

As you stared at the man who looked after you, daydreaming of an alternate universe where you could be normal… your mother; the queen, asked your sister-in-law; the dutchess, to make a toast. What for? You didn’t know, but what you did know was envy. You could practically turn the color green as you watched your brother's fond eyes stare up at the woman he loved. He got to marry the woman he loved so purely, why didn’t you get to do the same? He got to pick, choose… yet you have no say.

You cleared your throat after sipping from the dark glass of wine. “Excuse me. Mother, father, may I be excused? The meal doesn’t seem to be sitting right with my stomach.” Your words were respectful but your face held an expression only Minho could read clearly, therefore he shifted on his heels, ready to accompany you.

“You’ve barely touched your food, my grace.” Your sister-in-law meant well, you know she did. But the fact that she can have the life she wishes for while you’re sitting idle with no authority over yourself makes you frown almost every time you see her smile happily. “Yes, well, I seem to have caught a bug. May I be excused, please… your highness?” You offered a tight lipped smile at your mothers unhappy face. The poised woman sipped from her white wine as she shooed you off with a flick of the wrist, but you couldn’t leave the dining room without her having the last words.

“Y/n dear, I want you to know… no matter how much you try to fight it, this is your life. You will eat when I tell you, wear what I want you to, and marry who I wish you to. Is that understood, darling?” Your eyelids fluttered as you fought back tears of frustration, no matter how hard you tried to be perfect, she saw right through you. “You’re dismissed.”

The maids opened the grand doors, offering you pity glances as you clacked off; struggling to keep your composure as Minho followed closely behind.

He didn’t say anything as you sped walk into the garden, breathing heavily as tears finally flowed down your cheeks. You looked down at your glove clad hands as you stopped in the center of the garden, sniffling as you rushed to rip them off. Throwing them to the rocky pavement as you dug your heel into the glimmering fabric.

“Your grace,” you sighed softly at the sound of his voice, the voice that calmed you whenever this would happen. Minho didn’t seem to know the effect he had on you, or maybe he did and decided to ignore it. Either way his presence always worked.

“It’s cold out, and you have nothing to cover yourself with, shall we go inside?” He asked softly, staring at your back as you looked at the now dirty satin gloves on the cobblestone. You shook your head in disagreement, turning around to be met with Minho’s gentle eyes underneath the moonlight.

“The breeze feels nice, I wish to stay out here for longer. You can go back if you’d like.” Your voice was weak as you sat on a bench, overlooking a small man made lake your brother made for you as an 11th birthday gift. You watched as the koi fish swam carelessly, free. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the irony.

You know Minho didn’t leave, he wouldn’t leave even if you paid him to. “Why is this my life Minho?” He stayed silent. You looked up at him, his expression neutral, used to having heard this talk from you multiple times.

“Why can’t I marry the one I love? Be happy with him, feel the kind of love my brother and the dutchess have. It’s right at my fingertips, but it’s being ripped away.” Minho raised a brow, this was new. Your rants were always about freedom, not about love.

“… are you in love, my grace?” Minho was surprised. He’s with you every hour of the day, he surely would’ve noticed if you’ve developed a crush on someone.

You parted your lips, realizing what you’ve just said. The wine has seemingly gotten to you.

You stand up, “I want to go to my room.” You whispered, walking passed the now curious man. Minho swiftly picked up your gloves and handed them to a maid as he followed you inside.

You dismissed the help as they offered to undress you. “Please just… go to your chambers, I want to be alone.” They all left, except for him. You closed your room doors behind you, sighing. “Would you like me to leave too, your grace?” You rolled your eyes, turning around to face him.

You were tired, tired of pretending, tired of hiding. “Have you ever been in love, Minho?” Your guard frowned, then soon moved in a hurry to help as he saw you trying to take off your jewelry. You sucked in a breath of air as you saw his reflection in the mirror, focused on helping you with your pearls. You fought the urge of closing your eyes as his fingers grazed your skin.

“I have.” He answered shortly, “but she didn’t love me back, I got over it quickly, it was years ago. Honestly, I’ve forgotten until you just brought it up.” He understood you needed a distraction, so he gave it to you, as he always did. Didn’t matter if you asked for a war story and a made up one, whatever you asked of him he’d try to do.

You blinked, staring as he set your pearls down on your vanity, moving to work on your earrings. “What did it feel like?” Your voice came out in a whisper, causing Minho to look in the mirror to see you looking back at him. His heart skipped a beat, seeing the expression of longing on your face was almost too painful for him to see. A sweet girl like you shouldn’t be unhappy, yet here you are, unable to flap your wings like you should be.

“I wish I could tell you the beauty of it, my grace; but all I can tell you is the pain.” Minho said calmly, offering a polite smile to your reflection as he placed one earring down, moving to the next.

“It feels like a breath of fresh air after you’ve been suffocating for years. Like you’ve been lured in by a siren to live in the depths of the sea but finally you’ve been saved, being able To see the sun again.” Minho’s hands paused at your words, looking at you through the mirror once more. A pang in his chest follows as you look at him the way you did during dinner, only this time he notices.

“Your grace…” he whisperers. “It feels of the warm sun in the early summer, when you’re in a meadow surrounded by freshly bloomed daisies and dandelions. You know, when the breeze is just right? It feels… good.” Your small smile soon turns grim, watching as Minho sets the last piece of jewelry down. “It also hurts; like you said.” Minho stood silent, his heart pounding as you turned to face him; peering up into his sparkling eyes. “It hurts when I see that I can’t have you anyway that I want.” Minho’s breath hitched at your confession. “What do you mean… your grace… have me? I don’t seem to follow.”

You smiled painfully, reaching a manicured hand up to hold his cheek; stroking lightly. “I want you the way my brother wants the Dutchess, maybe even more. I don’t care if it’s forbidden… I want you. I want you to hold me, and do what they do in the dramas that my mother makes me turn off whenever they come on.” Your whispers travel across his now heated face.

“You… you’ve had too much to drink.” You scoffed at his stammering, surprising Minho. “No, I know what I said and I mean it. I’m a grown woman Minho, treat me as such.” You frowned, tired of being treated so fragilely.

Minho took your hand off his face, gazing down at you. “… treat you like a woman…” He looked into your eyes as he trailed off, your eyes drifted down to his chest. You nodded, looking back up to see him with parted lips and a frown. “Are you… are you in love with me?” You scoffed, feeling defensive at the possibility of rejection.

“You can’t question feelings, Minho, it’s something we can’t entirely understand. If you don’t feel the same that’s fine, but don’t try to-”

“thank you… for loving me.” He whispered. You frowned, “what do you mean?” He chuckled softly, “Thank you, for having feelings for me.” You watched as he bowed, pressing a chase kiss to the back of your hand. You flinched at the warmth of his lips.

“Minho…” he stood up, his hands caressing your cheeks as he moved closer. “This is forbidden, what we’re about to do, you know well that it is. But yet i’d still risk it, your grace. You find me worth the risk, you confessing to me is more than enough reason.” You tilted your head in confusion, “W-what are we about to do, Minho?” He smiles. “I’m going to make love to you, if that’s ok. I feel as if you deserve it.” He whispers.

Your cheeks flush, for the first time your eyes want to look anywhere but him. You’ve never done anything intimate with another before. “I don’t want you to feel like you’re obligated to… to touch me.” You whispered, looking down at his lips instead of his eyes that were trying to find yours.

Your lips part as you feel a soft kiss pressed to your forehead, sighing as he then places one at the corner of your mouth. “I’ve been trying to be… respectful, your grace. But must you know, I've been wanting to feel your skin on mine for a while.” You tensed up at his confession. “H-huh?” Your voice was weak, a rush of arousal, heat making its way into your abdomen.

Minho’s thumb traced the outline of your cupid's bow. “Do you know how hard it’s been… hearing you touch yourself late at night, and all I can do is stand outside your door and listen?” Your face grew hot, “Listen to you whisper my name, you probably didn’t even mean too. Did you, your grace?” His voice was soft but that didn’t mean you were any less nervous. “U-uh, I thought I… I’m sorry, I didn’t realize.” Minho chuckled softly at your pity excuse of an alibi.

“You can’t help it, I know. I’m the only one who takes care of you, it’s natural for you to call out to me in times like that. I find it adorable actually, that you need me. Your fingers sliding into your cunt, wishing that it was any part of me doing it instead. Are my assumptions correct, hm?” Minho tilted his head, his fingers grabbing ahold of your chin, making you look at him. It was as if your heart was in your ears by how loud it was currently beating.

“But even though I wasn’t able to help you, you always managed to cum. I know exactly what you sound like when you get there, I memorized it; you sound so fucking sweet, if I could record it I would, your grace.” You took in a deep breath, “Min-”, “What do you imagine that makes you cum every time? Do you imagine that your precious fingers are mine? What about… hm,” you watched in disbelief as he pondered other possibilities. “Ah, my tongue tasting you. Catching every last bit of you, not wasting a drop. Is it that, your grace?”

You were speechless, your mind blank as all you could feel were his words gliding right through you and straight to your know throbbing core. Imagining the scenarios described to you, like you could feel it.

“Oh, what about this. Do you like thinking about how well I can fuck you? How Just me slipping into you can make all the frustration go away? How I can make your mind blank, your head fuzzy and your legs shake as I fuck you just the way you tell me too. Is that what gets you off, my grace?” You couldn’t help the soft whine that escaped your lips. Minho coos with a knowing grin, his hand traveling from your chin to grip your entire jaw, gently pulling you closer so the tip of your noses are grazing.

“So sweet, pretty, precious, aren’t you?” Your mind grew fuzzy. “Let me serve you, It’s my job; and I love to do my job.”

#skz scenarios #skz smut #skz x reader #skz imagines #skz minho #lee minho x reader #skz lee know #skz angst #skz royal #skz hard thoughts #skz fluff

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The marketed love triangle is something I still get so frustrated about. I never once got the impression that Jacob actually stood a chance as a fair love interest. I enjoyed the parts of New Moon where Bella and Jacob felt more like actual teens and I wish SM cared enough to flesh that out and actually show Bella starting to move on from Edward and seriously date Jacob. Only in fics did I get the sense that Bella cared about the wolves. I'm still so upset that SM turned Jake into a creep!

My hot take continues to be that SM ruined Jacob not because she wanted to make sure everyone saw Edward was the better choice, but BECAUSE she was trying to make him more like Edward. Not necessarily in terms of personality, but like, intensity. I think she thought that happy, sunshiney, sure sure , warm soda and candy hearts Jacob doesn't come off as a real rival to "YOU ARE MY LIFE NOW" and "MY LIFE WAS LIKE A MOONLESS NIGHT" Edward. So Jacob become Eclipse!Jacob and Seth is promoted to the role of happy sunshine boy (even though his dad just died????).

I also think the kisses are Like That because SM REALLY wanted Jacob/Bella to kiss but she didn't want Bella to "cheat" on Edward, so she had to contrive these kisses and it makes Jacob look terrible.

Did SM run head-first into a whole host of anti-native stereotypes and tropes as she did all this? Oh yes. But I don't think it was a calculated "bwahaha I'll make Jacob look bad!" thing I think it was "I will make him seem more serious and intense about his feelings! Oh and also I want them to kiss but I don't want Bella to look bad," and biases manifested in the process.

But yeah I mean it was pretty clear she was always going to choose Edward and end up as a vampire. And I agree that only in fics do I really get the sense she actual cared that much about the wolves and as I've said before I feel similarly about the Cullens; I just don't buy that she actually cared about them individually other than maybe Alice. They were just another 'perk' of becoming a vampire, an instant family to be a part of. The wolves are just a 'perk' of being Jacob's friend, another group of people willing to put their lives on the line to protect her.

I can't explain SM choice with the imprinting, though. I mean I guess in Forever Dawn when Jacob was a minor character, just a family friend with a low-level crush it wouldn't . . . okay I'd still hate it because I can't get behind imprinting on children no matter how many times SM says it's innocent. But at least it's not like Breaking Dawn, where Jacob has become a major character, one of the NARRATORS even, and then she throws out all his development as the character who championed free will and choice and humanity by having him STILL imprint on Bella's half-vampire nightmare baby as originally planned.

#ask #tw: anti native racism mention

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LALE MY LOVE this might be the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make for an ask 😭 i gave u a couple options bc I could not completely decide there were too many delicious combinations 🥰 I am SO SO excited to see all the mashups and have a binge reading feast on these, thank you so so much for doing this event 💛

could I pretty please request either Shiu Kong, Toji, or Tengen (demon slayer) with a mashup of the bodyguard AU (14) and either sharing a bed (75) or huddling for warmth (74)?

thank you again for putting this on and blessing us with your utterly wonderful writing, I hope you have so much fun with all of these 💛

LEMMM (*¯ ³¯*)♡ you said that Sanemi was also a fine choice for this, so i took my chance and ran since i haven't written for him before and now i'm dying a little on the inside because i want to write thousands of words for this scenario asdfghjksf. thank you for feeding into my hunger hehe!

➳ Bodyguard AU + Huddling for Warmth

Being the offspring of an influential criminal family has its ups and downs. Do some people shudder when they hear your family name? Yes. Are there others who are thirsting for your life? Also yes. Luckily you have nothing to fear with Sanemi by your side. He takes his role as your bodyguard very seriously–you could say he devoted his life to it, really. For someone as intimidating as Sanemi, his presence is oddly calming, whether he is watching you from the shadows while you’re out with friends or when he is guiding you through a crowd with one hand on the small of his back and the other discreetly on his weapon. Sanemi cares about you deeply, more than he’d ever admit. He isn’t really in the position to act upon his feelings, he knows his place within the family hierarchy and he isn’t thinking so highly of himself to assume he could ever stand as an equal by your side. But intentionally or not, he never leaves any doubt about just how much love and fondness he feels for you. Helping you fix your hair, cutting you a plate of fruit, wordlessly driving you to the sea if that’s what your heart desires–he has long convinced himself those were all very normal bodyguard duties. So it goes without saying that he’ll slip out of his coat and wrap it around your shoulders when the two of you are out on a midnight stroll in the midst of winter. It’s the first snow of the season and you wanted to see it, ignoring his quiet scoff when you only threw a thin jacket over your pajamas and stomped outside. “You’ll catch a cold,” he mumbles and reaches around from behind you to make sure his jacket envelops you properly. His frame is much bigger than yours, towering over you, and it’s the safest you ever felt in your whole life. He thinks to himself that he shouldn’t get so close, but he can’t help himself when you sink deeper into his embrace, seeking the warmth of his body, and then his strong arms wrap around you, his head sinking down on your shoulder. Staying like this just for a few heartbeats would be fine, right? But then you whisper out his name and your breath mingles with his in the cold night air and Sanemi isn’t so sure about his resilience anymore.

❦ fanfiction trope mash-up ask game!

#those mash-ups are getting out of hand because so far every single one of them made me want to elaborate in heavy detail #one day... when i'm free from my evil organization (workplace)...#mash-up ask game #sanemi x reader #lale.ask

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Project Daycycle:

♡ "I'm too grown for your tricks; I know this isn't love." ♡

General info

Standalone or Series: series

Progress: drafting book 1/4

Tropes/Ao3-esque Tags: Enemies to lovers, slowburn, family of choice, team as family, morally grey characters, redemption arcs

Book one

Working title: First Rises the Night

Main character name: Menodora

Summary:

Hundreds of years ago the creatures of mythos struck a deal with mysterious elemental beings to even the score with humans. In the wake of that agreement is an earth especially tailored for the creatures of mythos, humanity not being able to use their magic, and an empire ruled by the iron fist of the elementals. Both creatures and humans cling to the prophecy that a great chosen one wielding the element of light would fight to free everyone from the empire's grip. However, a chosen one of darkness was also foretold to oppose them.

In the present day, Menodora is still struggling after realizing that despite being human and having the ability of light, she is not the chosen one. On her journeys far from the place she once called home, she's recruited by the werewolf general, Thais, on a plan that might be crazy enough to actually overthrow the empire. Will she be strong enough to help with their movement, or will ties from her past hold her down?

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Author Notes

Why "Daycycle?"

The working titles are all themed around times of day. This is inspired by the eternal daytimes in certain areas of the world!

Will you publish it?

Don't know! Most likely yes.

Romance or Found Family focused?

So far it's found family. When I say slowburn for the romance, I mean it. It's so slow my writer friends are trying to convince me to speed it up a bit for my own sanity. This story is very character focused, so it's important to me that the romance takes its sweet time. That being said, found family for the win baaabyyyy

Where can I see what you've posted so far?

I try to put all my writing snippets (and finished works but they have a separate tag) under #my writing, though rambles and writings can be found under the #project daycycle tag.

All the character tags are #p. d: (character name) and there's the tag p. d: main cast when referring to the group at large.

Can I be on your taglist?

This question is highly presumptuous, but yes hypothetical stranger, you can! Just ask in the replies or tags.

#wip intro #project daycycle #p. d: menodora #p. d: bonnie #p. d: apollo #p. d: emilio #p. d: benjamin #p. d: main cast

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records show that HAK SION is a 28 year old HUMAN who has lived in yeonghae for TWO YEARS. they are currently a SHIPWRIGHT at THE SHIPYARD, but other parts of their reputation must precede them — their faint aura of BURNT ORANGE, or how they remind others of DIRT AND BLOOD STUCK UNDER FINGERNAILS and THE RISING SMOKE OF A BLOWN OUT CANDLE. — (jung hoyeon, she/her, THE SHROUD in THE PERFECT CRIME )

ooc

hi everyone! i'm orin (she/they) and this here is sion, my mercenary slash assassin slash informant slash whatever; she's not having an identity crisis, she's just versatile. before i introduce her, i just want to say that i am currently in graduate school (boo) so i'll mostly be active on the dash on fridays and saturdays, but i'll try my best to check ims at least once a day. your patience is appreciated! feel free to text me whenever (yes, even double text) if you have any plots/ideas you wanna throw at me! <3

about

tw: death

an orphan sold to a mercenary group called the omens, active in goseong. when sion was nineteen, their leader / sion's father figure essentially let the omens be bought out by the royal family, which many were not happy about. he lost his life and sion barely escaped.

from then onwards, she wandered from place to place, trying out several professions and keeping herself afloat by bounty hunting and stealing.

eventually returned to goseong and started working as a noble's informant. (that's the nicer way of putting it, at least.) two years ago, they got caught meddling in political affairs and sion had to flee goseong once more. (her former employer is a wanted connection btw!)

now accused of stealing the mad regent's crown and she's really upset about it because 1) her life is hard enough as it is 2) she's had it up to here with the mad regent 3) if she was the thief, she'd have done a better job. (no offense @ the wildcard, ily.)

not very stoked to be stuck in yeonghae of all places, mainly because the whole sanctuary thing feels too good to be true + she's used to big cities like goseong.

pretty cold and distant, but she's rather skilled at pretending to be someone she's not, both in appearance and personality. (probably how she managed to stay hidden so far despite being a wanted criminal.)

has a day job as a shipwright; people tend to mind their business there and there's always lots of merchants around to steal from.

surprisingly self-aware and takes responsibility for her life choices. someone could hit her with the "not your fault you were sold into a life of crime" and then she'd be like "i could've left and chosen a different path but i didn't. now what?"

but she'd be lying if she said she doesn't think about leaving it all behind, settling down and starting a normal life somewhere. old habits die hard, though, especially in desperate times like these. (the desperation to be good but not knowing how to do so is one of my favorite tropes, sue me!)

somehow not at all bothered by or interested in the rifts. she believes that true power lies in connections and secrets, not magic.

sion was a little inspired by zevran (dragon age) and songbird (cyberpunk 2077) because i love them both and would die for them. <3

connection/plot ideas

goseong natives or anyone who stopped by goseong circa 83–89! did the omens step on your/your family's shoes? now's the time to enact your revenge!

anyone who she met when she was just wandering around aimlessly after getting booted from the omens (89–92) and maybe she robbed you, tried to poison you, the usual...

alternatively, she got rid of someone who was causing trouble for you/your community and you think of her as a "hero" of sorts.

you want to turn sion in so you try to trick her out of hiding by claiming to have information on her biological parents. one day, you just get a piece of paper slipped under your door saying "i don't care, piss off." she respects the hustle but like... it's really not gonna work, stop bothering her.

you think you recognize her from the wanted posters and she pulls a knife on you. (i'm half-kidding... it can go differently but she would do that.)

maybe someone she knows from way back when and is the reason why she ended up in yeonghae out of all places. (she hates it here but you make it better.)

any sort of fwb situation where sion only contacts you if she's either bored or needs a favor.

#⠀✗⠀ooc.#sn:intro #this is all i can muster today folks #happy to be here & can't wait to write with you all! <3

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"Call it what you want"-Rivusa social media au(fake dating trope) - Chapter 23-

if you didn't already read the other chapters, click here, that will land you to the introduction that has links for all the chapters before this one and the tw.

hello, I hope everyone is doing good. Here it is the new chapter! I'm so sorry it's been a long time since I posted an update. I just didn't felt it was good but yes, if i don't want to be on writing block anymore I need to post so here we are. I hope you will enjoy. Be safe, take care, my asks and dm are always open to talk.

reblogs and commentsare always accepted. Enjoy<3

sorry if there is any grammar error, english is not my first language.

Real life Pov:

"I can't believe they were there! How is that possible?! Which right do they have to come here to lecture me?

Riven has been pacing his room for over an hour. Since his parents appeared in the school cafeteria, the specialist can't help but wonder about their intentions. They had never been there for him, left him alone in the hands of a teacher. Yet now they've come to 'bond'? Riven doesn't want to bond with his parents, and he kind of feels remorse for that. Is it normal not to want to forgive your own parents?

As Riven walks back and forth, making his bedroom floor creak, Musa watches him. She is sitting on the boy's bed and trying to find a solution to calm him down. He helped her so many times to control her powers so she would like to help him too.

The specialist runs a hand through his hair as he turns to his girlfriend, "Do you think it's immature of me to not wanting to forgive them? Do you think I should?"

Musa tries to catch his gaze, she uncrosses her arms which were crossed before and puts her hands on the bed, "Do you want to forgive them?" asks the fairy, tilting her head to the side as a questions mark.

"I actually don't know."

"In my opinion, not wanting to forgive them doesn't make you a bad person. I know that there is this principle in which you have to forgive in order to move forward, and I disagree. I don't blame people who forgive, but not wanting to do that doesn't make you weak;on the contrary," says Musa, looking at Riven in the eye, "But I think not forgiving is just as honorable. You know the people who have hurt you and if you don't want to forget, it's your choice. If you don't want bad people in your life, it's your choice."

Riven sits on the floor in front of Musa, he wraps his arms around her knees, "I just feel like...if they don't like me it's my fault."

The teenager always asked himself this question. Maybe if both of his parents are so hard on him, so machiavellian, it's probably because it's his fault. He may have done something he never should have done as a child. He knows that many fathers abandon their families, and Riven would have preferred that to being abandoned by both parents.

Hearing his words, Musa's face twists slightly. Her eyebrows furrow slightly in incomprehension.

"Riv, you were just a kid. No matter what you did, it's never the kid's fault. You were 8 years old, 8 years old Riven. You were practically a baby. Your parents treated you like an adult when they should never have. They said words to you that should never have been heard by a child. It's not your fault. In fact, the situation here is that you feel guilty for what happened to you. You tell yourself that if as children you would have been better, all this would not have happened. But Riven, you are wrong, bad people, are bad and will always be and if they hadn't hurt you then, they would have done it later. It's not your fault. You were a child, and they were the parents who had to behave like adults because, they were the adults. Not you." Musa looks him straight in the eyes, taking his hands in hers, "Here, the real question is not if you will forgive your parents, it is do you have forgiven yourself Riven?"

Musa's words tangle and creep to Riven's ears. His eyes start to sting, his nose wrinkles ans the corner of his mouth lifts in a spam and he knows he's going to cry. He nevertheless tries to keep his tears inside but like a dam from which the piece of wood has been removed, the water flows out. His eyes weep hot tears his girlfriend's reflex is to sit down in front of him and wrap her arms around him. Riven shelters his head in the fairy's neck, unable to turn off the taps of his tears. Musa doesn't tell him to calm down, she doesn't tell him it will get better, she just rubs his back, because she knows. She knows how, as a child, the specialist was deprived of his right to cry, to be sad. When she lets him do it, she finally gives him the opportunity to take back what is rightfully his, little by little, second by second, minute by minute, he ardently takes back his own identity that was taken from him so young.

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After a few minutes as the two are lying on Riven's bed, Musa cuddling him close to her as he attaches himself to her like a lifeline, a knock on the door can be heard. Sky enters after a few seconds. Riven offers a weak smile as his best friend comes over to sit on the bed.

"Your parents are leaving, do you want to come and say goodbye to them?" asks the blonde, running his hand through his hair.

Riven took a few moments to think before replying, "No, I'd rather not. You know, I've always said that all I wanted as a child was their love. But in the end I don't need it, I already have you, and our little group, even Bloom and her annoying way of beheving is better."

Sky pretends to be offended, putting a hand over his mouth, "My girlfriend isn't annoying."

"Oh mate, Red is the annoyance personified"

As the three of them laugh, Musa feels something. Her eyes turn slightly purple as she feels two people walking in the hall, they will be there in no more than five minutes. She closes her eyes, trying to identify who the to strangers are. She feels like the first person as a really messy mind, not loud, but really messy, just like those girls in Sofia Copolla movies.Beatrix. The second one is like a quiet voice.Stella. Her friends has be trapped so long in that fake arrogant princess personna that only her mind still has this shy and quiet personnality she used to have. Beatrix opens the door, screaming a "We are doing a movie night with the girls, get ready!". Sky stands up, going with the girls as they close to door for the two lovers to get ready.

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While their friends are gone, Musa and Riven are still not letting go of eachothers. He has his arm around her waist while she has a hand resting on his chest. With interest, he can't help but stare into her eyes. He could spend hours looking at her, she is a masterpiece for him.

"Come on, we gotta get ready for that movie night or Bloom's gonna complain about us being late," Musa said, giving Riven a light tap on his shoulder and smiling.

They both get up. While the boy is changing in the bathroom, the fairy explores his room with her eyes. She sees in the distance the ashtray she had given him. It makes his heart flutter knowing that he has kept this object.

After about ten minutes, Riven comes out of the bathroom. To his surprise, he is greeted by Musa's melodious, joyous laughter. She puts her hand on his chest to try to calm him down.

"What? What's funny Pixie?"

"Your...." she is interrupted with a chuckle, "Your t-shirt, I love it when you wear message t-shirts, they're always hilarious."

Riven smiles at her words as he puts his phone back in his pocket.

"I saw that you liked my t-shirts since you stubbornly steal them from me."

"Hey that's fake Riv, I'm not stealing them from you."

"Ah? So what are you wearing" asks the young man, pointing to the t-shirt that Musa is wearing.

"Our t-shirt!"

Riven burst out laughing, "Yeah sure, our shirt".

Musa's Pov:

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My Most Common Tropes

I was tagged by @i-can-even-burn-salad in this post. (....in August, lol.) Thanks, Elli!

Rules: Look back on your work, both past and present, finished and unfinished. What are five to ten narrative elements or tropes that continuously pop up in your work?

OPEN TAG

My most common tropes and narrative elements are....

Angst

Girl Power

Violence & Power Dynamics

(Sad) Family Stuff

Slow Burn

Classic Big Bad Villains

And because I'm me, find four billion examples below the read more. :)

✨ Angst

What more can I say? I love it when my characters are sad. And hurting. And feeling hopeless. And helpless.

No matter what I do, I can’t move. I can’t get to her. I’m helpless. I’m useless. Maybe that’s all I’ve ever been—failing Jamie, failing IA, and now I’m going to fail Bree, too. - TPOT

What difference did it make? He would take her home, and she’d be his pretty possession once again, and every choice she’d made to escape the fate she’d so foolishly chosen for herself four years before would mean absolutely nothing. - TQOL

Yes, the thief thought, he was lucky. Lucky to have had Bree—who didn’t even know him—and her gentle hands on his skin, taking care of him for reasons he didn’t know or understand, doing something for him when he could never, ever pay her back. [...] Lucky that she was real, and that she had been there. Lucky, most of all, that she was gone, and that he would never see her again, because if he did, he’d have to face all over this alien, unwelcome pain of farewell. - TQOL

Being dead and suffering through some kind of purgatory was the least palatable option he’d come up with, yet the scholar half-hoped it was true. If he had died, the hell he was living through now was the false reality. It would eventually crumble into oblivion, blown away on the wind with his ashes, or buried in the ground with his decomposing corpse. - Man of Letters

✨ Girl Power

Action Girl / Plucky Girl / Determinator

Pour one out for my girls Bree, Colette, Alice, Fen, Ivy, Bridget, Nalia, Oriana, Ker, and Balain. Even when they're fucking up, which they do a lot, they're making it through and, in some cases, saving the day. Girls rule, boys drool. (shhh I'm just kidding)

Those same fears come back, renewed and armed with sharper, more vicious teeth than before. But so, too, does that promise. And even though the wind is just as cold as it was that night, and even though what I am leaving behind is infinitely more precious than what I abandoned four years ago, the taste of freedom on the wind is just as sweet. - TPOT

“Put the princess in a pair of pants and watch what happens.”- TQOL

“I chased a fucking wagon across this goddamn city. And then I chased a carriage across it again. I nearly got trampled twice. Do not fucking start with me.” - TQOL

They didn’t know what they were getting themselves into when they decided to kidnap me. I hope I get the chance to make them regret it. - TCOR

“I may be dying,” she said, her voice trembling with fury, “but I’m not dead. And I’m not going to lie around waiting to die, either.” - Book 1

✨ Violence & Power Dynamics

Violence is the Only Option / Jack Bauer Interrogation Technique / No-Holds-Barred Beatdown / Restraints / I Will Punish Your Friend For Your Failure / Defiant Captive

No respite—the rope grew tight again, accompanied now by Baden Hatchett’s hand on his chin. “Tried to take what wasn’t yours, and when she was rightfully repulsed by you, you thought you’d get to me another way instead?” - TQOL

I can’t suppress the cry that escapes as he twists and presses his fingertips against the wound. - TPOT

“Answer me,” the prince said softly, tightening his grip just enough that the scholar’s jaw began to ache. - Man of Letters

“Try to run away and I’ll let him drown your friend,” she said, digging her fingers into Nalia’s arm. - Book 1

✨ Family Stuff

Annoying Younger Sibling / Disappointing Older Sibling / Dead Parents / Abusive Parents

When Will kept bouncing, seeming not to hear their mother’s question, Jamie picked up one of his brother’s abandoned socks from the floor, crushed it into a ball, and hurled it at his head. - TPOT

“No one says anything. No one. Even you. You got arrested and you never fucking told me and he had that old record and that’s how he knew your name, and I can’t believe you never said anything, for fuck’s sake, and that happened when Ma was still alive—” - TPOT

The entire time I was in jail, truly believing and even hoping that my brother had skipped town and saved himself and left me to die, I never wanted to hurt him as much as I do right now. - TCOR

A knife under the ribs. It was Bridget’s fault. “I didn’t—I should’ve—I know I waited too long to go to the feds. I’m going to regret it forever, you know.” - Fen and Freddie

“Keeping me here to suffer more because your mother died on you, that’s not fair.” I know these words will hurt her. I don’t care. “I watched my ma die, too.” - TPOT

“My mother…she used to. She lives in the country now.” A distant look came into his eyes. “My dad’s dead. Of the fever. When it came here.” - Book 1

The soft words of her mother often came to her in such moments—the gentle but fragmented counsel that had helped Cecilia Cooper through her own marriage to Silas Cooper, a bitter man prone to temper and partial to drink. Stay with me, my love, she had whispered so often, and I will keep you safe. A mostly empty promise, untrue but well-meant; Breanna had known even then that her mother had tried her best. Let’s practice some sums, she would sometimes say, smoothing away her daughter’s tear-damp locks, watching the door with a frantic eye in case the handle began to turn. - TQOL

✨ Slow Burn

Make them go through a billion and a half awkward moments and almosts before they kiss!

Almost Kiss / Rescue Romance / Sleep Cute

I bet that hair practically glows red when the sun hits it just right. Especially in the light of sunset, when the sky turns to pink and orange flame. - TPOT

Dawn, of course, does not reach us inside our cell. Its rays can’t drift inside and wake us gently, can’t illuminate our fingers that remained entwined through the night; perhaps it is some innate, natural understanding that it’s almost time to rise that makes my eyes flutter open. A pair of hazel ones stares back. - TPOT

Are we closer than we were a minute ago? Can I better see the flutter of her eyelashes, glittering with tears, as she looks up at me, her cheeks pale, her lips parted to let every frightened breath pass, her hair brushing against her skin in perfect disarray? - TPOT

This was different: lovely, potent, thrilling. Like silken threads woven with bronze, like some entity of creation had crafted this man from warm earth and molten metal. - TQOL

This gaze burned like sunshine—like spring, like warmth on meadow grasses, like the glint of golden light off a pond. It burned, and it didn’t waver, and she knew where he was looking when he shifted a strand of damp hair away from her neck. - TQOL

He fixed her with that annoyingly penetrating gaze, like she was a book he wanted to read. - Book 1

✨ Big-Bad Style Villains

Big Bad / Lack of Empathy / Blaming "The Man" / The Chessmaster / Implacable Man / Evil Gloating

“Mouth off to her again,” he said softly, “and I’m going to make you very sorry.” - Book 1

“Oops,” Brockhurst said. “That might have broken a rib. Or several.” - Fen and Freddie

“Look at you. You’re no hero,” Hatchett says. My eyes fly open again. “A thief is all you are—a terrible one at that. Iustitia aecum, indeed.” He bares his teeth. “You and the others, you wear your guise of honour. Still, you are nothing more than lowlife, thieving criminals. Her, just as much as you.” He scoffs. “She says you saved her, once upon a time. Today, you will not.” - TPOT

“I most certainly am not mistaken,” says Jean Regent. “I did hope we could be civil from the start, but if you continue to be evasive and spout pointless lies, then I am afraid I shall have to resort to more barbaric measures rather quickly.” - TCOR

“Remember this, will you?” Regent lifts the poker from the hearth. “Remember that I could have ended your sorry life and chose not to. Remember that I showed you mercy. And remember…” His smile widens to a grotesque, gaping grin. “Remember that if you anger me again, the girl pays the price.” - TCOR

OH MY GOD THIS WAS SO FUN THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ME IN THIS AHH

#not me dropping TQOL and TCOR tidbits in here like it's nothing 😅#tag game #my most common tropes #tropes #lps the prince of thieves #lps the queen of lies #lps the court of rogues #lps fen and freddie #lps man of letters #Book 1

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Ahh thank you! I love match-ups! Can I ask for a Marauders Era male match pls

General info: Female. 24. Asexual. Irish. Brunette.Blue eyes.152cm. No piercings. No tattoos (although I'm half reluctantly saving for a big one to cover my thigh because I'd rather see some cool artwork than the stupid scars that I made 🙃)

Fav tropes: Angst. Bffs to lovers. Idiots in love. Secretly pining. Hurt/comfort. Misunderstandings.

Ideal type: A fictional man lol

Personality: INFJ. Reserved. Reclusive to an extent and I'm not sure if that's just my nature or if it's cuz of the former years of mental illness just socially stunted me 🙃 or smth. Optimist by choice (negativity comes natural to me so I always make myself look to the bright side of situations and people). Turn the other cheek is my motto in fact I am rather a pushover and find it very hard to say no to people. Will take the path of least resistance and do my best to keep the peace. Often become the mediator of family/friend disagreements. I love fall/winter, November is my fav month and I'm legit sad that it won't be back again for a whole year :( Hobbies include listening to music (love all music but the blues hit the best), embroidery, attempting to make my own clothes but its difficult, evening walks alone, reading (mostly Agatha Christie, Donna Tartt and H.G Wells, I love gothic fiction), watching TV, reading fics on Tumblr, shopping. I'm a tea drinker because caffeine doesn't mix well with me it amps up the heebie jeebies, plus spearmint tea is quite soothing

Ideal date: a casual comfortable tea date. Or getting take out drinks from a cafe and visiting the flea market or vintage stores and just wandering about. If its not a first date then movie or boardgame night. Or a like a book club date where just the two of you swap copies of your fav books all highlighted and annotated and talk about it. The best date ever would be a day trip on the British Pullman, authentic 1920s train carriage, everyone formally dressed in vintage attire, multiple course meal while journeying through the English countryside in a private carriage, then visiting the Canterbury Christmas Carols or old castle ruins or Oxford, bonus points if the trip is in November

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧: 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐬

“Babe,” you say, unwrapping the crackling paper around the cinnamon roll in your hand. “Did you know that the Americans heat up their tea water in their microwave?”

Remus’ eyes flicker to your face, then back to the mugs in front of him while he stirred the tea spoon around.

“You’re kidding?” Remus mutters, eyebrows knitted together as he taps the spoon on the edge of the mug, making sure it doesn’t drip on the carpet as he put it down on a napkin.

“I’m not kidding, I saw it once.” You insist before taking a bite of the cinnamon roll. “I swear!” You continue, mouth now full of tasty, spongy cinnamon roll.

“Fucking American’s.” Remus mutters in disapproval, fighting a smile as he sips his tea, leaning back against the foot of his bed.

You snort out a chuckle as you grab the mug Remus had prepared for you, washing down the tasty dessert with tea. “Ye don’t say.”

Headcanons:

Remus has a small embroidery kit in his bag, just in case you get bored or need a distraction from anything.

On the first date, Remus took you with him to a book shop in mid November. You shared a scarf, a thermal mug filled with tea and browsed books for hours. Now it’s a monthly thing. (Happens at least twice in November, just because he knows about you and November).

Remus asked James for relationship advice at first and it set back the relationship by a fucking month because Remus didn’t know how to execute whatever James wanted him to do.

Remus gets really dry lips in the winter, and when you insisted on buying him vaseline, he felt so offended he got all sassy about it.

I promise i don’t hate Americans, I just don’t get why you guys don’t just use a kettle?😭🙏

#★ robins events ★#★ robins match up event! ★#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #marauders x reader

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erule · 2 years

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congratulations on 2.3K!! you absolutely deserve it!

I'd request for a steve harrington fluff fic with prompt 7 and fake dating au from trope list. cheers and once again, congrats!!🥳🥳 xx

Call me | s.h.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

Summary: you ask Steve to go to prom with you, so you can make somebody jealous. He doesn’t know that he’s the person, actually.

Warnings: fluff, fake dating au, love confession, best friends to lovers, jealous Steve

Word count: 1K

A/N: hi! This story participates to my 2.3K followers celebration party. Feedback is always appreciated by a writer! Hope y’all like it. Enjoy! X Thanks for the request!! You’ll find the prompt written in bold: “It’s not a bad day, if I get to talk to you”.

“This is not gonna happen,” Steve says categorically, legs crossed, sat on the chair in your kitchen.

“Please, I’m begging you,” you say, kneeling in front of him. You see him blushing, but you pretend you didn’t notice it. You blink twice, pouting like a child, hoping he’ll accept your request.

“Y/N, I said no,” he repeats and you shake your head.

“You do everything for your kids, why can’t you do something for me?”

“First of all, they’re not my kids and anyway they don’t ask me to be their fake boyfriend for the prom!” He replies.

“You’re acting like this bothers you”.

“Yes, it does!”

“Why?” You scream.

He shuts down as a machine. Your relationship with Steve has always been like this, playful and sweet, because he cares about you and you care about him. Plain and simple. But you'd be lying if I said that things haven't changed lately. You have begun to rest your gaze on his figure for longer. Kisses on his cheek have become little moments where you can show him how much you care without having to use words. You linger on his cheekbones, then give him a caress and finally withdraw his hand, as if burned, because you have to stop crossing the friendship line. You always hoped he didn't notice, but there is a part of you that wants to be discovered, that wants to be confronted with the truth: you like Steve Harrington, your best friend and that's a big deal.

He glances at you, then replies: "I can't". He seems almost in pain and if you didn't know him well, you would say that this situation has put him in serious trouble. He then he throws out the air. "Coming to prom with you, pretending to be your boyfriend just to make someone else jealous is too much for me. I'm sorry."

He gets up from his chair. You watch him leave the room without saying a word, when in reality you are dying to know the reason for this choice of him.

So that’s why right now you’re at prom, completely alone. You’re looking for Steve everywhere, but he’s not here. It feels so lonely to be in a place in which you were supposed to be with somebody else. Maybe you should have been honest with him. You should have told him you wanted to be here with him, but you didn't have the courage to tell him, because you should have told him your true feelings, so you made up the jealousy story to make your plan believable, a lie. And now you don't even have your best friend's shoulder left to rest your head on at the end of the night, laughing as you eat French fries sitting on the school stairs.

"Y/N".

You turn in the direction of the voice that has just said your name and as in a dream, you see him: he is beautiful, his hair in place and the tuxedo that makes his figure stand out. You have never seen anything more beautiful.

"Steve! I didn't think you were coming."

"I couldn't miss the dance and then you cared a lot. Come on, give me your hand, I've thought about it: we make someone jealous."

So you find yourself twirling around the room with Steve, who strangely knows how to dance and you wonder how this is possible. His hands are warm and his eyes are as deep as the hole into which Alice falls. Maybe you are falling too.

"Where did you learn to dance so well?"

"I watched a couple of movies yesterday afternoon at Family Video," Steve replies and you giggle.

"You are incredible, Steve Harrington."

"And you are beautiful, Y/N".

You look him in the face, then your gaze flashes on your shoes, embarrassed. He only said it so that the others would hear, to believe this stupid farce that you set up so as not to have to tell him the truth. But with the music so loud, who is really listening to you?

"Steve, I have to tell you something ..."

"Me first," he says, then shakes your hand and leads you into a corridor, away from the mess. You stare at him motionless, your hands now folded as if in prayer as you wait for him to finally speak.

"I should have told you Y/N first, but I was scared. I know you like someone else and that I will ruin our friendship now, but I realized there is no point in hiding from you how I feel when I am with you. How I feel, when you unwind my day, even just when you call me on the phone, because you see, it’s not a bad day, if I get to talk to you”.

You shake your head, confused, but your heart is pounding in your chest, as if it already understood everything. Maybe you just want me to say it out loud, to confess what you've always only dared to dream of.

"Steve, what are you trying to tell me?"

He takes a deep breath, then touches the fingers of one hand and smiles at you.

"That I'm in love with you," he says and your heart falls into your stomach. "That's why it hurts me to be here to make someone else jealous. I am jealous already”.

Your face softens, then you smile at him, cupping his cheek.

“There’s no reason,” you say and he looks at you confused, then you kiss him on the lips and everything becomes clear. “You’re the only one I want to be jealous. I made up this plan because I didn’t know how to tell you, but you did it for the both of us”.

He burst into laughing, a relieved laugh actually.

“You’re evil, Y/N”.

“No, no, I’m not. I’m just in love,” you say, hugging him.

“With me?” He asks you, with a sweet look on his face and you kiss the tip og his nose.

“Absolutely”.

#steve harrington x reader #erule's masterlist #2.3k followers celebration party #steve harrington #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fake dating au

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