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writingmaidenwarrior · 4 months
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Masterpost Sin Eaters
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Part 1
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Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
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pheita · 2 years
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Flowers of Fire
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Aleena carries the name warrior nymph not without a reason. Trained by the tribe of the shield maidens but born a nymph, she is both, and so much more. Six years ago she cut ties with her family and the community of mystical beings she belongs to, to figure out who she is without all this, only to step back into this when her connection to the energy lines of the earth tell her something big is coming. When meeting one of the local leaders ends in Aleena running into her old mentor Swea a lot of things got into motion now would be able to forsee, not even the moirai who served the Loom of Fate. With Swea pushing a kitsune halfling into Aleena to train him what it means to be a mystical being after not knowing what he is until recently, Aleena suddenly got more on her hands than just some strange changes in the world because said kitsune is not only a curious charmer but also manages it to wiggle past all her defense mechanisms before she even notices it. With the mystical community in uproar, her personal life in stormy waters and a big family who is always in the front row of every big event within the mystical world, Aleena has a lot on her hands and finds herself in the middle of everything after the Tree of Life called her among other to be their champion in the upcoming war, that will change life for everyone forever.
Genre: modern fantasy/erotica Themes: finding yourself, found family vs blood family, fate vs free will, relationships in face of hardship
WIP warnings: sex, alcohol, strong language, violence, mentions of death of loved ones, mentions of past wars, mental health issues, scientific experiments on people, torture. Since Tumblr rolled out the community labels yesterday, every story post will be labeled as mature where necessary starting today September 27th 2022. Be aware of this. If you want to read them, at least blur adult content.
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visionandillusion · 3 months
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Old novel revised
This new blog was created for an old story of mine: Vision&Illusion. You may (or may not) have seen this comic before. It's very old -over 10 years!- and I decided to revise both story and artwork.
The old version is still on tumblr and other sites until I manage to delete it (I'm a gremlin).
Would I have to pick genres, I'd say it falls under psychothriller or crime, with a noir-ish touch.
It's for an adult audience.
I hope you enjoy it!
Sincerely yours, moth in the web
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anna-scribbles · 3 months
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had a conversation last week with a 10 year old girl about the s5 finale and i can’t stop thinking about it. she said nathalie is the best because she loves adrien enough to lie to him about his father so that he stays happy. completely convinced that emilie was resurrected at the end and shocked when i suggested otherwise. i’ve been dying to know what the children think happened and it’s so interesting
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sad-endings-suck · 3 months
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“We need more reception arcs like Zuko’s!”
Baby girl, you couldn’t even handle Taigen.
A huge reason why Zuko has been immortalized so fervently is because ATLA came out in the mid 2000s, nearing two decades ago. With the state of basic reading comprehension, much less media literacy, social awareness, and chronically online behaviour that exists nowadays in a way it did not exist fifteen years ago, I would be surprised if the live action ATLA tv adaptation didn’t make Zuko a bit more likeable right off the bat. I’m not saying I agree with it, but if the show-runners are concerned about audiences reactions to Sokka’s (wrong, but relatively mild) sexism that exists in only the first few episodes of the show, then the idea of redeeming Zuko has got to be terrifying them. Tbh I don’t entirely blame them, even though I’m not certain it’s a good idea for the story as an adaptation.
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imactuallyreallycool · 9 months
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Adult!Will Byers 😁
Here’s some designs might make some more, like a new version of his dnd costume :)
Idk why but he’s really giving Spider-Man vibes, it’s probably because of the hair lol
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Adult! Mike Wheeler
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folkdevilism · 2 months
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I still think about how much detail they put into child!Jessamine's design even though she only appears in a static flashback image for less than a minute.
They could have easily recycled her existing default hairstyle + outfit from the main game for her child self, but they actually gave her flashback incarnation an entirely unique look.
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lucy-ghoul · 11 days
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can't believe a show based on a videogame (usually games adaptations are notoriously bad, which isn't the case here tho) gave me the beauty and the beast/twisted mirrors/enemies to traveling companions/ruthless antihero+optmistic but still badass heroine who takes none of his shit/age gap but make it sexy dynamic of my dreams. as much as i love maximus and i think he deserves the best writing ever because 1. he's a clever deconstruction of the aspiring Knight bro who's actually a bit of a loser and, as much as lucy, sees the world in black&white at first and then doesn't get what he thought he wanted but what he needs (or at least i hope he'll eventually get it), and 2. he's a cutie and i want an epic love story for him too, it's very funny how they tried to give us a puppy kind of romance and the tumblr girlies still fixated on the "toxic ~she bites his finger off and he cuts hers off and sews it on his hand in what we'll pretend it's a symbolic marriage rings exchange or whatever~ asshole who used to be a nice guy/good girl™ with a lot of spunk and hidden anger but unshakeable morals" kind of relationship.
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mytdpblog · 1 year
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We clearly saw that Viren has PTSD from the fall, but I didn't tink they would address it, or actually say the words "panic attack"
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Love it!
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paeyowo · 1 year
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Zukka brain worms are BACK husbands ❤️
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writingmaidenwarrior · 5 months
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Sin Eaters Part 7
As promised @cljordan-imperium a new chapter just for you, right before the holidays.
Warnings: talks about sex, mentions of death
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After the almost interrogation by Melleis Talindra was happy to have a moment on her own at the border between the backyards and just watch the people come and go while sitting on the stone fence. At least she was a bit wiser now about how to deal with the situation at hand regarding what the higher ups expect of them after hearing how others do it. Still, she had no real idea what the deal with the horns was because Melleis just grinned and stated she will learn fast enough since she was a horned one herself. Her inkling that full grown horns become more sensitive than those stumps she had all her life became bigger and she started to get tempted to test it with Wynthan.
“What are you thinking about with this wicked smile, my little devil?”
Wynthan stepped next to her, a step behind her still, with laughter in his voice. She craned her neck to see him and let out a small, surprised squeal. If Wynthan was already good looking with the long hair tight up in his neck, the short hair with a wild long streak framing his face on the right side he was now handsome as fuck.
“Going through all the things Mel and I discussed, but damn you look good.”
A bit sheepish he pushed the longer part of hair behind his ear, or at least tried it because it was too short. Kimesnin clearly just left it long enough to frame his face and give him a little rebellious air, emphasizing his clear-cut cheek bones but not long enough to make it a hassle. Talindra snickered and reached out to let her hand wander through the short hair. He stopped her midair.
“I don’t think we are at this level of our relationship yet”, he joked.
“But you wanted to do something earlier.”
“I think pulling a prank is a different thing than letting your fingers run through a person’s hair, don’t you think?”
She crunched her face but yielded.
“Yeah, I give up.”
Slowly Wynthan put her hand down and leaned in to press a kiss on her forehead. She just sat there and blinked at him in response. His smile drew her in, and she slowly turned around to face him completely.
“What was that?”
“I just… felt like doing it…”
The smile flickered as a wave of confusion washed over his face. Talindra put her hands on his shoulders and tilted her head slightly. His hands came to rest on her hips, his thumbs pressing slightly into it and made her feel hot and cold at the same time.
“You are acting on an impulse? I thought you were too controlled for this.”
The smile came back full force. Slightly he leaned in again until only half a hand width was between their faces.
“I am less controlled sometimes than you might get the impression the last twenty-four hours. I just like to stay alive.”
“I copy this. I am slightly clingy when it comes to staying alive”, Talindra joked.
“Good, because I am afraid mom will rip my head off if something happens to you. She took a liking to you even faster than she did to Mel or anyone else.”
“Anyone else?”
“You didn’t consider I have more siblings than Gil?”
“I was busy with a nosy Sin Eater.”
“Apology accepted”, he snickered and closed the last distance.
Almost instantly Talindra wrapped her legs around his and took a deep, relaxed breath.
“Gil gave me an idea what this connection is between the two of us.”
“So?”
“We need to ask one of the elders, but if I remember right the bits and pieces it explains why we trust each other and why we sense each other but not the rest.”
“You mean the attraction.”
“Yes.”
She felt his hands moving from her hips to her back. His thumbs started drawing circled over her shirt that ignited something in her blood she hasn’t sensed in ages. Her body reacted with running hot in the most literal way. Wynthan’s snicker relaxed her.
“You are literal a little devil. Keeping secrets still from me.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“You also have fire, don’t you?”, he breathed into her ear.
“Only a little. I can’t really control it. Just enough to not burn me.”
One of his hands moved higher where her spine laid closer under the surface close to the neck and softly pressed a finger onto it. She yelped, jolted into him, and felt something surging through her hot and fierce that was clearly no arousal.
A second later Talindra breathed a deep breath of freedom. In a strange way it felt as shackles had been taken from her chest and she could breathe freely for the first time.
“What did you do?”
Her voice still shaky she tried to look at him, but Wynthan held her in his embrace.
“Helping you with your magic. Your fire was blocked because you are a horned one trying to pass as human.”
He stopped to nestle his face into her shoulder and sigh.
“That was this relieving sensation…”
“Just breath and sit for a moment. You might feel dizzy for the next hour.”
“How did you know what to do?”
His laughter vibrated in her body in a good way.
“Funny thing about our kind. Our magic sometimes gets blocked like muscles get cramped. Knowing where to press for each kind of magic is basic knowledge for all of us. Fire is up here. Earth down here…”, Wynthan pressed gently on the small of her back right above her ass and moved to the middle of her back right underneath the level of her ribs, “Here is the area for water, and air user get really funny.”
“Funny?”, Talindra repeated.
A moment later she felt his thumb on the base of her head, gently tapping the spot. She felt her magic immediately reacting to it with a soft wave inside her body. With a smirk she lowered her arms and wrapped them as good as possible around his waist.
“That means, I need to remember to massage your back well.”
A soft hum was the answer. She felt him smiling and anticipated him to pull another silly thing.
“You know, I might haven an idea where the attraction part comes from.”
“You do?”
Wynthan lifted his head from her shoulder what made her whimper subconsciously. He simply raised his eyebrow at her but kept his remark to him.
“We both have fire. No one knows why but those with fire magic are always more likely to be drawn to each other.”
Talindra started to get where his thoughts were going.
“The weird connection and us both having fire is what this is all about?”
“This is the current working theory. We can’t say for sure until we met with an elder and until then..”
She squinted at him not amused.
“I am afraid I know what you want to say now.”
“What do you think?”, he teased her with another kiss on her forehead.
“Not going further like this here until we talked to an elder.”
“That’s my smart little devil.”
“I hate you.”
“I hope you don’t.”
“Why?”
The spark of mischief in his eyes gave Talindra goosebumps in anticipation. He brushed his nose over hers.
“You know waiting makes things more exciting.”
“And?”
“And you forget the Festival of the Eternals is soon. We should sort it all out until then.”
“What is so special about it? It’s boring”, Talindra lamented.
“Maybe on the human side of the city but not in hell. We celebrate it with stories, good food and drinks, little games, and I am sure you will be especially fond of the nights.”
“Color me intrigued.”
“There are always houses and apartments empty and prepared for Sin Eaters during the festival. The nights are for the adventurous singles.”
The way he smirked and played with his eyebrows as he stated this gave Talindra the feeling it was meant exactly the way she understood it.
“It’s an adults only event at night.”
“It is. With special performances and many things, I don’t want to tell you beforehand.”
Leaning back to get some space between them Talindra tried to remember when the festival would be. Wynthan waited patiently for her to come up with it.
“Three weeks?”
“More or less, yes”, he confirmed, “But this gives us a lot of time to get to know each other and sort things out.”
“I have the feeling you have a plan beyond this.”
The grin on his face was beyond naughty and Talindra was baffled it was even there after all. From what she had noticed so far, she thought he would stall everything physical.
“I do, but I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”
“What changed?”
This sudden change made her skeptical and the fact he nodded and licked his lips before answering told her there was some recent event that changed his careful approach to this straightforward one.
“I had a longer talk with mom and Gil while she cut my hair. You probably got told from Mel how she and Gil are as couple?”
With a small nod Talindra confirmed it and nudged him to continue.
“It appears I might have been a bit too careful. With you being on the same page as me and us clicking right away like to cogs meant to work together we still need to watch out of course, but not as much. The higher-ups care for only one thing: children. If they get them from us because we are actually in love, or just have sex like some crazy rabbits or if I would force you as I got trained to, they don’t care.”
Her gaze dropped down to her lap. The deep breath she took went through her whole body before she nodded.
“I see. No walking on eggshells.”
“No walking on eggshells. No game of hiding. It is not uncommon for horned ones to take their partners to the festival on our side. Many children happen to come into this world like this.”
Both snickered about this because it was obvious with the horned one version of festival being a celebration of life like that. A moment later Talindra frowned.
“I need to ask your mother something.”
Gently she pushed him away and jumped down the fence. Kimesnin stood on the stove stirring something that looked like a sauce when Talindra entered.
“Kimesnin, how long are horned one pregnancies?”
“Hello and welcome back. Why do you want to know this now?”, Kimesnin replied without looking up from the pot in front of her.
“Nat and I talked about the festival and how it differs from the human version, and I think I might be one of the children that got created during one of the festivals.”
This got Kimesnin to look up and stare at Talindra in confusion.
“If the horned one is female and got pregnant from a human it is usually around eleven months of pregnancy, but since we know your father must have been part horned one already it is possible that it was shorter, around nine to ten months.”
“My birthday was two months ago. That means technically I could be a child from a festival.”
“Mom?”, Wynthan asked behind her with a weird tone.
Kimesnin, Gilmyrn and Wynthan shared a strange look until Melleis burst out laughing.
“You didn’t tell her?”
“Tell me what?”
“That should have been one of the surprises”, Wynthan sighed with a snicker.
With a waiting position Talindra looked at Melleis who looked at Wynthan with a silent “She is your partner” in her gaze.
“Part of the nightly potion of the festival is burning certain herbs that make you more relaxed and more likely to engage in sex. It is not uncommon for orgies to happen because of this.”
Talindra sucked in her lower lip to stop herself from laughing.
“In other words, there is a chance the human partner of my mother isn’t my father but a horned one?”
“Or another human with more horned one blood in him”, Kimesnin added, “Once we get you to an elder, we can get that sorted out as well. We have ways and methods humans never learned to trace bloodlines. Until then you might want to find your birth notification and your parents Sin Eater logs. If things haven’t changed in those last thirty years, you still might get access to the archives.”
Gilmyrn nodded from the side and waved with the kitchen knife in his hand.
“She is right. We have the highest security level a soldier outside the higher ups got. And yes, we still get access. One from our unit used it two years ago to find family after her parents died. In some way it is a thing most Sin Eaters do at one point.”
With the try to not laugh at the absurd picture of Gilmyrn with the kitchen knife, Talindra turned to Wynthan with a sweet smile.
“Sounds like we will spend our time getting to know each other over dusty logs.”
“I can imagine worse”, Wynthan joked and went to take the knife from Gilmyrn.
“Before anyone imagines anything far into the future, why don’t you start setting up everything outside.”
Kimesnin nodded towards the backyard with a motherly smile.
“Setting up?”
Talindra watched how Melleis and Gilmyrn went outside and pulled her with her.
“Just come with us. I guess Kimesnin wants to talk to him alone.”
“Why this?”
The face Melleis made put more question marks in Talindra’s head. Gilmyrn sighed and gently pushed her down the next chair. A quick glance inside later he took a seat opposite of her.
“Besides Nat and me, there are three more of us. One brother and two sisters, and one of the sisters had no horns”, he explained in a low voice.
A grim smile on her lips she huffed.
“She could have said something to me.”
“You have to understand this isn’t easy”, Melleis stepped in, “It is unusual that the horned one can raise their children. With their fifty years as Sin Eaters, they usually have to serve all of their children are taken away and put into the care of family. You probably noticed the amount of older folks with young kids when you went through the streets.”
With Melleis pointing it out like this Talindra realized there were mostly older folks with the children. Gilmyrn snickered as he saw her realization.
“You don’t need to feel bad. You probably thought it’s nice the grandparents spend time with their grandchildren.”
“Yeah, I did”, Talindra admitted sheepishly, “What happened that Kimesnin could raise you?”
“Nat was barely a year old when she and our father got dispatched for a double A monster with some others. Half the unit got killed. Our father was one of them, mom came back with half her bones broken and more dead than alive. She got retired because she never healed completely. With weather like today it isn’t noticeable but once it gets rainy she is in a lot of pain.”
Melleis sighed and looked towards the house.
“She probably is every day. Nonetheless she fought to be able to raise them. Stubborn like a rock this woman, and her son’s as well.”
“I have no idea what you mean, love.”
“Of course, you don’t.”
With a snicker Melleis pressed a quick peck on Gilmyrn’s cheek but Talindra’s mind was too occupied by the new information. That explained a lot of the strange questions Kimesnin asked about how Talindra grew up and how she dealt with her horns and all those things. A growing suspicion Kimesnin was afraid her allegedly human daughter was like Talindra started to grow.
“Natty was right.”
Gilmyrn’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts. His amused smirk looked a lot like Wynthan. For a moment Talindra wondered if they got it from their father.
“Right? With what?”
“You are smart. I can see in your gaze you got the right idea what mom probably will ask him to do when you go to the archive.”
“This is all rotten from the top to the core”, Talindra growled, “I need to make a list of things I want to ask the elders if they want to see me. If they have answers to my questions.”
“You won’t change it, Talindra”, Kimesnin’s voice waved over soft and defeated.
The look in her eyes told of too many fights she already fought against the system just for her children.
“I know but hopefully I won’t. You can’t tell me I am the only one who thinks this. Things will get into motion once my secret gets revealed. Even if I am safe, they will hunt down every civilian who pass as human but is a horned one. I just realized it. If I let them grow as planned, I will put a target on everyone like me and that means either I will stay in hiding or we use it as a start signal to push for changes.”
All eyes went from her to Wynthan who bit his lips with a smirk and looked at Kimesnin with a gaze that held something along the lines of “I told you she would go there” and something Talindra deciphered as proud.
A deep breath later Kimesnin smiled.
“The triumvirates have no idea what they did when they matched you two. They won’t see it coming until it’s too late.”
“Wouldn’t be fun otherwise.”
Melleis and Wynthan snickered at Talindra’s remark, but Gilmyrn groaned almost unisono with his mother.
“Eternals watch over us. We will either go down in flames or finally be free.”
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pheita · 2 years
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Re-Intro No Rest for the Wicked
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mention of suicide, death, depressions, substance abuse, child abuse, chronic pain, violence, weapons of various kinds
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This is a story of life, pain, wishes, love, and the devil. 
Josephina is in her thirties and on the self-given task to check out all her bucket list wishes with the plan to end her life before the chronic pain she lives in consumes her completely. 
During her journeys, she ends up at the nightclub “Sodom” and meets Samuel, the charming owner of said club. Little does she know also runs the hotel she stays in during her visit. Intrigued by her and her seemingly care-free attitude, he tries to befriend her in the little time she is around. 
Soon he learns about her plan and is fascinated. How could a human willingly end their own life and risk going to hell? And he should know how hell looks like because he is the devil himself. 
To understand why she wants to take this step, he helps her with her bucket list with his wealth, knowledge and connections. The objection of his right hand, the former street kid Alexandra, become the smaller issue when one of his angelic siblings becomes a threat and Sam falls in love with Josephina among all this chaos. Sam's biggest problem: How do you explain you are the devil, but you aren’t like humans depict you, and that one of your siblings actually fits the description more than you? Unaware of all this, Josephina gets tangled in the web created by Sam's sibling to torture him. Once she learns of all that is going on, she surprises Sam with her reaction, and even more Alexandra, whose help will tip the scale to Sam's favor in the long term.
When things go wrong for Josephina, a whole new surprise lays ahead of them because God also had a word to say about all this. And even for angels, God moves in mysterious ways.
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yb-cringe · 9 months
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where between the child murder and the sex club with the hookers seducing quackity into admitting he was going to commit child murder three months ago did people start assuming qsmp's audience was meant for kids. just wondering
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bonefall · 5 months
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Sweet goodness…I know Breezepelt had a bad relationship with his dad, but reading your analysis, I nearly started crying…this poor kid needs a therapist and maybe some anger management training. I kind of thought Breezepaw as a brat (affectionate) when I was younger, but he just really wanted someone to validate him. Give him gentle pats on the head.
I don't entirely blame the kids who walked away from Po3 thinking Breezepaw was a brat who maybe "deserved" some of the emotional and physical abuse he went through. Considering the target audience of WC (tweens), I think the Erins DID do something a little irresponsible;
Especially on the Tribe Journey, Hollypaw and the others fluctuate back and forth between seeing and acknowledging that Breeze is being abused, and being understandably frustrated with him.
There are even moments where they feel he "deserves" something from Crowfeather for being such a little shit. This is usually put back-to-back with them feeling sympathy for him.
It's a VERY realistic response for a child their age to have, and on one hand, I do admire the fact the Erins decided to portray that. Kids try to rationalize things, because they're still learning. Seeing such AWFUL treatment in front of them, to a person who is consistently a bully, is something they'd want to dismiss.
That said; the kids in the audience see their reactions VALIDATED, but not CHALLENGED. A lot of readers walkes away with abuse apologia as a result.
And that's SUPER disappointing when they're obviously trying to set up Precious Brambleclaw like the perfect father figure, framing him as a contrast to Crowfeather. They should have used him to SAY, DIRECTLY, THAT IT'S NOT OKAY. To sit with his kids and talk about this treatment, and walk through their emotions.
But then again, this is also actually the book where Ashfur beats the shit out of Lionpaw and Brambleclaw smooths it over with Hollypaw. So, okay? If you want to establish that he is an enabler... have someone else give The Three a talking-to.
It would be a simple addition and it would really get the point across. I have a lot of praise for Breeze's arc and stand by it being one of the best bits of setup in the series, but I still have my problems with aspects of it.
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sad-endings-suck · 4 months
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If I had a nickel for every show I’ve seen that follows a strong spirited blue-eyed heroine who lost her mother at a young age to a fire that can be linked back to colonial violence and who seeks revenge for that but who is also strongly associated with water and the colour blue, who travels with her close companion who happens to be a a bald and childlike yet oddly wise individual with traits both physical and emotional that line up with association of air and the colour grey, who eventually fight and then travel with a stubborn fighter who has never lost a battle before encountering them and is associated with earth and the colour green, as well as a fourth character that represents fire and the colour red and who is a royal/noble trying desperately to ensure control over her own destiny for the sake of freedom and power and who very much acts as a narrative foil to the water/blue character, and one of the former two characters is obsessed with honor to the point point that they are willing to actively aid their enemy just so that they can personally be the one to bring them down and are also sporting one half of a whole haircut for reasons also associated with honour and humiliation, and all this takes place in either east asia or an east asian inspired setting with both plenty of nuance and entertainment value to be found, then I’d have two nickels… which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice, right?
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newfangledsoul · 3 months
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I think the thing with Sokka’s early sexism being removed is less about his character arc (tho that’s important from a character standpoint), and more about the audience seeing that character arc.
Of course Sokka says iffy and sexist things, he’s acting like an entitled teenage boy. Many entitled teenage boys exist. I’m sure many of them watched Avatar growing up. The point is that these boys see Sokka doing what they do, and that they see Sokka is wrong to do so.
The purpose of an arc like Sokka’s isn’t to create a character who is sexist and who the audience shouldn’t like, who says iffy things and needs to be censored now that we’re in a more “civilized” age, it’s to be a teaching tool to the young target audience of the show. To show little boys that acting like this is wrong, and that girls can be just as strong as boys (this is where the Kyoshi warriors come in). Sokka is a great character because he goes through a genuinely hopeful sort of growth; his arc is something we hope teenage boys with his attitude go through in their own lives.
Taking away this arc deprives the story of one of its core ideals: teaching children what’s good and what’s bad. If they never see Sokka behaving badly, if they never see him being proven wrong, if they never see their hero who acts like them growing and changing for the better, you deprive them of a phenomenal role model who they might genuinely be inclined to base their behavior off of.
Shows like Avatar were so great because they showed growth. Sokka learns to overcome his biases, Zuko learns to overcome his pride and comes to understand what honor truly is, Katara learns to channel her temper into drive and not let anger overtake her, and Aang learns to uphold his principles even in the face of more convenient—if morally questionable—methods.
I think nowadays people (Hollywood) tend to forget that shows for children are often meant to be teaching tools, and not just entertainment. They forget that people—even kids—are flawed and so characters must be too if the audience is to learn anything from watching them on screen. It’s not enough to take an animated show and make it pretty and expensive, you have to translate the substance of the show, too. Otherwise you lose any purpose or power it might have had.
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