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appocalipse · 2 months

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how about cracked compass + antique lock and key set with eddie munson? hear me out, but i'm thinking a historical AU and they're both servants at the same house/manor/castle (thinking kinda downton abbey energy with the servants drama). maybe she's carrying a tray or something and spills it everywhere (idk maybe it's food, maybe its something tiny like a jar of beads) and eddie swoops in and takes the fall so that she doesn't get sacked (because he's been working there a lot longer) makes up some story about how it was his fault and stuff. yup, that'd be the moment you fell stupidly hard for him... imagine all of the pinning? the staring at him when he's not looking? AH!

lea, you have such a beautiful mind 🥺♥ i tried my best but unfortunately, i've never watched downton abbey, so it's probably not exactly what you wanted :( hope you'll still enjoy it anyway, thanks for the lovely request 💗 | 4.3k words

visit amy's flea market ♥

The vase goes clattering to the floor and you watch with a desperate and frenzied heart as it hits the stone and...shatters instantly.

In a mix of dismay and panic, you reach to the floor where the delicate craftwork is broken into countless jagged and shattered pieces along the smooth white tile. Upon attempting to save the poor vase, you accidently slash your palm open on one of the sharp corners, and though the wound gushes blood, you don't seem to care. You think maybe if you gather all of the pieces and put them back together in their proper place, it may still be fixed, may still be saved, if you—

"Have you- Christ! Sweetheart, what...what happened?"

Startled, you look up to find Eddie running down the long and winding stairway, his chest rising and falling as if he'd just run a mile. He quickly makes his way over to you, crouching down on the floor, his dark eyes scanning your body for any signs of injury.

"Are you hurt? Oh God, there's blood," he breathes, and before you can reply, he's reaching out to take your wounded hand in his and inspect it closer.

The feel of his fingers against your skin sends a tingling sensation up your spine, but you shake the feeling away and focus on explaining yourself. "I...I was just passing by and...I tried to grab it, but it fell, and—I didn't mean for it to—"

"Hey, hey, shh, it's alright," Eddie murmurs, and without hesitation, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a clean handkerchief. He wraps it around your bleeding hand and ties it tight, his movements gentle and careful. "I'll talk to Mr. Harrington about it, okay? It's not your fault."

"I—no. It was all me. Don't...you shouldn't get involved, you'll end up getting in trouble too."

Eddie smiles softly, his dark eyes sparkling as he looks up at you. "You're sweet, but...it's okay. I've been a servant here for a longer time. I know how to deal with this. You don't need to worry, okay?"

Unable to form words, you stare at Eddie and wonder why he's being so kind to you. It's true that the two of you have grown close over the past few years—close enough that you'd even consider him your friend—but still...this isn't his fault, and he shouldn't feel the need to take the blame for you.

"Eddie, I—"

He blushes and drops his gaze, reaching out to gently brush a stray lock of hair away from your face. "Go clean up, okay? I'll handle it."

And with that, Eddie carefully picks up the broken shards of the vase and disappears down the hall.

For the next days, you can't seem to stop thinking about what happened. The guilt eats away at your insides, twisting and turning until you feel physically sick. Eddie had taken the punishment for you, from what you've heard — a severe deduction from his pay and the threat of getting fired, along with extra cleaning duties.

You had tried to protest, to tell Mr. Harrington that it was truly an accident and that you could handle the consequences yourself, but Eddie wouldn't let you. He'd taken on everything, saying that the vase had slipped off the pedestal as he was cleaning it, and that he'd been the clumsy and careless one, leaving you in the clear.

You hated it.

It was the reason you couldn't seem to sleep, couldn't seem to eat or even breathe. Every waking moment was haunted by the memory of his soft and understanding voice, the warmth of his fingers against your own, the smell of his hair lingering in the air long after he'd gone, like a ghost haunting your thoughts and—

"God, sweetheart, you look terrible," Eddie says one day as you make your way through the castle corridors. "When was the last time you had a good night of sleep, huh?"

You blush, self-consciously touching your hair and wishing you looked even a fraction better than you did. "I-I'll pay you back, you know. I promise."

Eddie frowns, tilting his head in confusion. "Pay me back?"

"For...for taking the punishment for me. I'll do double my duties, and with the extra payment—"

"Woah, wait...you want to do extra work so you can...give it to me? What? That doesn't even make any sense. I didn't take the punishment so you'd repay me for it, you know."

"But it was my fault," you argue. "And it's only right that I—"

"How's your hand?"

"I don't...what?"

Blinking in confusion, you look down to where your hand is neatly wrapped in gauze. You had accidently re-opened the wound a few days back while running some errands for your lady, but it had mostly healed by now, though it would surely scar.

"Is it feeling better? That was a nasty cut," Eddie asks, moving closer so he can reach out and inspect your palm. He takes your hand carefully, as if you're made of glass, gingerly unwrapping the bandage and scanning the sensitive skin with his eyes. His touch sends an electric buzz under your skin, a longing unfurling in your belly that you force yourself to ignore.

"Oh, uhm, yes. I'm fine," you reply, trying to calm the sudden rush of heat that's flooded your cheeks. "But—Eddie, please. If you won't take the extra payment, then please, just let me do some of your chores or—"

"No. Why would I do that?"

"Why would you not?!"

Eddie laughs, shaking his head and giving you a crooked smile. "Sweetheart, I told you—I did what I did because I wanted to. Because I'm your friend and...I like seeing you happy. Seeing you upset over this whole thing is worse than a month's worth of cleaning duties, honestly."

You frown, biting the inside of your cheek and staring down at the polished tile beneath your feet. "Still, it doesn't feel right, you taking the blame and...punishment for me. I can't stand the thought of you getting in trouble because of something I did, especially when it's...it's not your fault, and you shouldn't have to—"

"I don't think of it as punishment."

"You don't?"

You look up, watching as Eddie's chocolate eyes seem to sparkle in the dim light of the candle-lit hallway. "I've been here longer than you. It would've been much worse if you'd taken the fall."

Eddie's fingers are gentle and warm against your own, his calloused hands brushing over your palm with a feather-light touch. You watch as he carefully wraps the gauze around the wound again, his brows furrowed in concentration as he secures the fabric tightly.

"I think you're being too kind to me," you murmur, feeling your heart race as he brushes a stray lock of hair away from your face. "I don't deserve it."

Eddie chuckles, shaking his head and stepping back with a sigh. "What if I have an ulterior motive?"

You frown, tilting your head in confusion. "Ulterior motive?"

"Mhm. What if I'm only doing it so you'll see how good I am and fall madly in love with me? Hmm?"

You blush, unable to form words as Eddie grins mischievously. "I—you—what?"

"Kidding, sweetheart, I'm kidding," Eddie says with a chuckle, reaching out to gently pat your head. "I'm just trying to make you smile, that's all."

"Well, you're very good at it."

"You think so?"

"Yes," you breathe, surprised by the sudden sincerity in your voice. "I'm glad we're friends, Eddie."

"Me too, sweetheart."

After that night, you couldn't seem to get those stupid words out of your head.

Eddie had been joking, of course. The two of you were close, but he didn't have feelings for you. Of course not. Not like that. How could he? How could someone as sweet and handsome and wonderful as him like you of all people, when there were so many other girls who were prettier, with more money and manners than you could ever hope to achieve?

You sigh and return your focus to where you're meant to be helping your lady get dressed, dutifully lacing the ties of her corset and giving them a good tug.

You know that he'd meant it in good fun. Know that he had most likely forgotten about it as soon as he'd said it—but for whatever reason, you can't seem to.

It's so annoying.

You love Eddie. He is your friend, of course. And while you both had never broached any territory close to a romantic relationship, you aren't stupid or blind. You aren't oblivious enough to the way his dark eyes seem to linger on you for a little too long. To how he holds the door open and gently touches the small of your back whenever the two of you are walking through the castle or descending the grand staircase.

God, you could go on and on and on about him.

"Miss, you seem rather distracted," your lady remarks, causing you to flush with embarrassment. "Did you tie my corset too tight, by chance?"

"Oh—I'm sorry, my lady," you reply, shaking yourself from your thoughts and adjusting the laces once more. "There—how is that?"

"Much better."

After helping her into her dress and pinning her hair into place, you follow her out of her chambers and down the corridor to the grand staircase, where a few other servants are already waiting for her. Tonight you and most of the other servants will finally have some time to yourselves — the family you serve is going to be attending a lavish dinner party with many other high-class members of society.

They're going to be gone for most of the night, and though usually you'd look forward to this sort of thing, you can't seem to muster the same excitement as usual.

You just aren't...feeling it tonight.

You sigh and make your way down the stairs, where the front doors have just opened and your lady and her husband are now heading out to their carriages. Once they're all gone, the rest of the servants will enjoy their rare free time as well, either staying in their quarters or heading into the town. Maybe that's what you should do, you think; go into town and distract yourself from your confusing thoughts about a certain valet, now that you have the luxury of time on your hands and no expectations of anyone.

"Miss, you seem a little flushed. Are you feeling well?" Eddie asks mischievously, stepping up behind you and reaching out to brush his fingers against the back of your neck. "You don't have a fever, do you?"

You jump, startled by the sudden touch and turning to look up at Eddie with a huff. "Don't do that."

"Do what?"

"Sneak up on me like that. You scared me half to death."

"Oh, did I?" Eddie asks, and the corners of his lips twitch upwards into a crooked grin. "Sorry about that."

You roll your eyes and try to suppress the sudden butterflies in your stomach. God, how could you have let yourself fall for someone like him, anyway? He'll be the death of you.

"Is there something on my face?"

"Oh, er...no," you murmur, suddenly feeling very flustered. "I was just lost in thought. I suppose you're also staying?"

"Staying?"

"Here."

Eddie makes a confused face, tilting his head in an adorable expression of perplexity. "Where would I go?"

You frown. It seems unlike Eddie to not find some sort of adventure in the rare and little free time you're given; he's always the first one eager to ride out to town and spend a free evening gambling and drinking with his friends, but this time, he doesn't seem eager to go anywhere at all.

"You...don't want to head into town with the others?" you ask, unsure of whether or not you're prying too much. "I heard the pubs are having a sale on ale and—"

Eddie sighs, running a hand through his curly dark locks and shrugging his shoulders. "Eh. I'm not in the mood, I guess."

You tilt your head, intrigued by his sudden change in behavior. Usually, he's the life of the party, the one who brings a room together with his energy and humor, but now, he seems almost...dejected.

"Eddie, is everything alright? Did something—"

"Fine," he replies a little too quickly, his voice sounding strained. He gives you a forced smile and reaches out to gently touch your shoulder. "Just tired, that's all."

You frown, unconvinced. "If there's something bothering you, you can always—"

"Sweetheart, don't worry, okay?" Eddie murmurs, his dark eyes sparkling in the dim light of the entrance hall. He leans closer, his fingers gently grazing over your cheek, and for a moment, your breath catches in your throat. "Promise."

Before you can say anything else, he's turning on his heel and heading towards the back staircase, his valet uniform swishing behind him as he goes.

You blink, your fingers lightly touching where his hand had been moments before. The sudden brush of his skin had sent electric shocks throughout your body, a heat building up inside your belly that you can't seem to get rid of.

"Excuse me," one of the maids whispers as she walks by, startling you from your trance. "I need to clear this hallway."

"Oh, um...sorry," you reply, flustered. "I'll get out of the way."

By the time you reach the servants quarters, most of the staff that had received permission to go out has already left. Most of the doors are closed, and the sound of chatter and footsteps and laughter fades out into the distance as you head towards your bedroom and gently shut the door behind you.

Your share your room with three other girls, but none of them are anywhere to be seen now.

Thank God.

You sigh, the dull roar of your thoughts finally starting to quiet down as you sit at your small desk and lean your head against the back of the chair.

You can't stop thinking about what had just happened.

Can't stop thinking about the sudden flirtatious behavior and the way Eddie had brushed his fingers against your cheek with a gentleness that made your knees buckle.

With a long, exhausted sigh, you rise to your feet and slowly start to unpin your hair from its tight bun. You replace your uniform with a simple cotton dress, comfortable enough for a night of light reading and...

A knock at your door jolts you from your thoughts.

"Hey, uh...sweetheart?"

You pause, blinking in confusion and taking a few tentative steps towards the door. "Eddie?"

It can't be.

"Yeah, it's me."

"Is something wrong?"

Eddie chuckles softly on the other side of the door, his voice sounding muffled by the heavy oak. "No, nothing's wrong. I, um...I found a jar of wine in the pantry that Mr. Harrington doesn't know about. Thought you might wanna join me?"

You bite your lip, a wave of nerves rushing through your body as you slowly reach out for the door handle. He shouldn't be here and you definitely shouldn't open the door.

But some things are easier said than done.

You carefully turn the knob and pull it back.

He looks downright sinful, his valet uniform unbuttoned at the collar, a few loose strands of hair falling over his forehead, dark eyes sparkling mischievously in the dim light of the hallway.

He holds the jar in his hand, the liquid sloshing around inside and giving off a slight spicy aroma that you can almost already taste on your tongue.

Male servants like Eddie are strictly forbidden from coming anywhere near the women's quarters, and if someone were to find you, it would be a hell of a lot of trouble for both of you.

"I—are you insane?" you whisper, unsure of whether to shut the door in his face or let him in. "If the housekeeper—"

"Come on, sweetheart, live a little. It'll be fun," Eddie murmurs, stepping closer and leaning forward so his face is level with yours. "Trust me."

You stare at him for a few more tense moments, your heart racing and your palms sweaty against the cool brass handle of the door.

Finally, you swallow thickly and step back, making room for Eddie to come inside.

As soon as he crosses the threshold, you shut the door quickly and lean back against it, waiting for the sound of footsteps or yelling or anything that would indicate the presence of another servant or staff member.

"Chill, sweetheart," Eddie murmurs with a smirk, carefully opening the window a crack and lighting a match to ignite a few candles. "Nobody's gonna come looking for us. Everyone's gone."

"Mrs. Byers is not, no," you argue, crossing your arms over your chest with a huff. Most of the time, you like the housekeeper; she is the closest thing to a motherly figure in your life right now. But she's also incredibly strict when it comes to rules. "She's probably somewhere lurking, as always."

Eddie chuckles softly, winking playfully in your direction. "Well, then we'll have to keep it down."

"Oh, for God's sake. Just open it already."

Carefully, Eddie pries the cork off the jar of wine and takes a swig, a grin playing on his lips. He takes a few steps towards you, holding the bottle out for you to take.

"Want some?"

"It's bad for your liver."

"Everything in life is bad for your liver," Eddie replies, tilting his head to the side. "C'mon, sweetheart. It's good."

You glance down at the bottle, taking in the sweet scent of dark cherries and spices, the bright purple liquid swirling around inside like a whirlpool.

You reach out, your fingers brushing against Eddie's as you take the jar and lift it to your lips, taking a sip.

The taste is unlike anything you've ever experienced. It's sweet and tart and spicy and rich, all at the same time, with an intense burst of flavor on your tongue that you never thought possible.

Feeling your skin warm, you hand the jar back to Eddie and watch as he drinks deeply, his eyes sparkling in the soft glow of the candlelight.

"Are you sure no one will miss this?" you ask, glancing down at the bottle and wondering how expensive it might've been. "What if Mr. Harrington finds out?"

"He won't. Not if we don't make too much of a fuss," Eddie replies, his voice growing softer. "I bet nobody's even thought to look for it. And besides, he wouldn't know it was us anyway."

You cross your arms, raising a challenging brow as you sit on the edge of your bed. "How can you be so sure?"

"There's plenty of wine in the cellar," Eddie counters with a grin, putting his hands up as if he's surrendering. "I didn't steal all his wine. I merely took one that was already there."

"Don't take anymore."

"No promises."

"Eddie."

"Sweetheart."

The nickname sends a rush of heat to your cheeks and you shake your head, fighting a smile as you smooth the fabric of your dress.

He takes a swig of the wine, never taking his eyes off you, and leans back against the wall, the familiar scent of him drifting towards you like a wave of summer air.

"It's good, isn't it?" Eddie asks, cocking his head to the side. "And you're, ah...you're really pretty tonight."

You roll your eyes and try not to look too affected, pushing the stupid fluttery feelings back down into your stomach and stomping them out like tiny little sparks. "Are you already drunk?" you ask, chuckling.

"Pfft, no."

"Then why are you suddenly talking nonsense?"

"It's not nonsense," Eddie protests, his ears turning red. He shakes his head and moves closer, setting the wine jar down on the desk and rubbing the back of his neck. "I think you're...really great, sweetheart. Really amazing. In every single way."

"Uh-huh, sure."

You look away, pretending to be interested in something else so that Eddie doesn't have a chance to read the emotions on your face and pick up on all of the pent-up love for him you've stored inside for the last months — love that is, you've decided, better off locked up tightly in the chest in the corner and never spoken aloud.

He looks different in the soft and sultry orange glow of the low-burning candle, though — his curls illuminated by the light, his dark eyes sparkling, his soft lips curved into a gentle smile.

"Hey."

Eddie sits down beside you, and the heat of his body radiates outward and dances across your skin like the waves of a flickering flame.

He smells clean and warm and fragrant, like soap and fresh laundry.

You lean closer, looking up at him through your lashes and watching as he nervously wrings his hands together.

"You know," Eddie murmurs, smiling gently. "You make my life a lot more interesting than it used to be."

"Are you suggesting I cause you a lot of trouble, then?"

"Not at all," he replies, laughing softly and looking back up at you, his expression softening. "More like...just makes me wanna keep coming back to you, over and over. Even when I don't have to. And especially when I need someone to talk to."

You bite your lip, butterflies fluttering in your stomach as you let his words sink in. "Is that why you're here right now? To talk?"

He blinks, his tongue swiping out over his lower lip as his gaze drops to your mouth. "Are you drunk, by any chance, sweetheart? Be honest."

"Why would you—"

"Because I'm about to kiss you, and I want you to be sober."

His words come out breathless, his eyes flicking up to meet yours as your lips part in surprise.

"I am...not drunk," you reply, holding his gaze and leaning closer, your hands tingling from his sudden proximity. "I'm entirely in my right mind. Definitely."

He grins crookedly. "Really?"

"Really."

"So, if I did..."

Eddie's voice trails off as he inches forward, his eyes lidding slightly as he moves closer and closer and...

He stops, his nose inches from yours, and the tips of his long fingers gently brush over your chin, lifting your face up to meet his. "This okay?"

"Yes," you manage, your voice hoarse, barely more than a whisper.

"Good."

His lips are soft when they finally brush against yours, gentle and warm and inviting, and you inhale sharply, feeling yourself go weak in the knees.

He tastes like spice and cherry, and you reach out to grip his shoulders, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss, your head spinning as he kisses you back with equal fervor, his hand gently cupping the back of your neck to keep you steady.

You gasp softly, his teeth grazing over your lip and sending a shock of electricity through your core, and you reach out, your fingers gripping the fabric of his jacket as you hold onto him for dear life.

"Fuck," Eddie breathes, panting softly as he finally pulls away. "God, that was good."

"It was," you whisper, looking up at him and biting your lip. "Worth the wait."

"Wait, what?" Eddie asks, raising a brow.

You blink, realizing you'd said that last part out loud and instantly wanting to crawl under the bed and die. "Uhm...nothing."

"Oh, please," he murmurs, smirking. "Tell me more. Did you have to wait a long time for this to happen, sweetheart? Hmm?"

"Absolutely not," you reply a little too quickly. "Forget I said anything."

"Nope, not letting you get away with that. What are you trying to hide, huh? How long have you been harboring secret feelings for me?"

"You're ridiculous."

"Am I?"

You lean back, your body screaming in protest as Eddie gently pushes you back onto the pillows and straddles your hips. He's heavier than you realized, and his fingers are calloused from years of work, but the mere thought of him touching you sends goosebumps up and down your arms and legs.

"Do you like me?" he whispers, his lips brushing against your neck and sending sparks down your spine. "Hmm?"

"Eddie, we—"

"Please, just...just tell me. At least let me hear you say it."

He pulls back, his eyes searching yours as he waits for you to answer. Your heart is racing, blood rushing through your ears and making you lightheaded and dizzy.

"I...no," you whisper, grinning when he raises a brow and scoffs. "Fine. Maybe. Only a little bit."

"Liar."

"Okay. More than a little bit. Maybe...maybe, I even love you, alright? Jesus. There, I said it."

Eddie's jaw drops, his pupils blown wide. "What, seriously?"

"Oh, alright, get off of me. I'm done with you."

"Hey, no, wait, wait, wait, I'm sorry," he breathes, grabbing your wrists and pinning your arms above your head. "Don't—don't go anywhere."

"Eddie."

"Shh."

He chuckles, his warm breath fanning over your lips and making you weak in the knees. "What?" you rasp, struggling against his grip, stubborn in your attempts to stay mad.

"You love me, hm?" he muses, smiling brightly and making your heart skip a beat.

"I take it back."

"You're not allowed to," he breathes, his mouth barely an inch away from yours. "That's not how it works, sweetheart. Sorry."

"You're very annoying."

"And you're very pretty when you're frustrated," he murmurs, brushing his lips over yours. "I...love you too, in case you didn't know."

"You what?"

"Love you," he repeats, his cheeks flushing pink. "Madly. Desperately. Quite embarrassingly, in fact, sweetheart."

You blink, your breath catching in your throat. "Really?

"Really," Eddie breathes, kissing you softly once more. "Shoulda kissed you the second I met you. Wish I had."

"Well," you murmur. "I suppose you'll just have to make up for lost time, won't you?"

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avatar-anna · 1 year

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can we have some content of the twins relationship with each other?

sure!! maybe i can do a profile on all of the styles children

Young dad!Harry x Young mom!Reader

Julian and Maeve for sure give off that unhinged, middle child energy.

Y/n loved dressing them up in matching clothes when they were babies like this, this, or this. But as they get older, she lets them develop their own style, as is the Styles family way. And for no other reason than to make their parents heads spin, Maeve and Jules switch clothes from time to time—shoes, jackets, shirts, etc.

Maeve is the first one to call Julian JuJu.

Simone loves playing dress up with the twins and painting their nails. And when she's old enough to drive, she picks them and Collette up from school to get ice cream right after she gets her license.

The first time they join Harry on tour, they wreak havoc. They run around during rehearsals, sometimes in just a shirt and a pull-up, or whatever Y/n was able to finagle them into before giving up and tossing clothes at Harry when she sees them and says, "Good luck," before walking off with the rest of her kids.

Harry holds Maeve and Julian on either side when they go to the beach. The water is a little choppy and cold and they're afraid to go in, but Harry holds them and jumps with each wave and lets them down when they feel better. Then he helps them dig for crabs and shells and build sand castles.

And then they bury him in sand.

When Harry comes home from the separation, the twins are little (about two) and he takes it upon himself to be Superdad™️. One of the things he does is sing to the twins every night before bed (he reads to Simone and Collette). And it's usually the same song, so when they're old enough they sing along with him.

For their seventh birthday, the twins desperately want a trip to Disneyland with the whole family. Harry and Y/n of course are unsure because that's just asking for trouble. They have to sit down with the twins and tell them that Daddy can't go because too many people would crowd them and it wouldn't be safe. Jules and Maeve are obviously upset, but Harry promises that they can have whatever they want at Disneyland and even though he can't go, he takes the day off so he can call and FaceTime the entire day. It's not perfect, but it's the best they can do, and the twins grow to appreciate how Harry did so much for them with their unique situation.

Maeve definitely gets sent home from school one time for punching a kid that was teasing Julian.

The twins are also unironically fans of One Direction, and they beg Harry and their uncles for a reunion. They are spearheading the movement for the reunion tour.

Speaking of 1D, Y/n sends an invite to the twins' baby shower. She's already done the "just girls" party and thinks it's a load of crap because it should be a party for both parents and all that. 2/4 come (I'll let you pick who went).

After the documentary comes out, the world obviously knows that Harry has a family, which means a lot of press. One time they're all out as a family, and they use their usual tactics to hide their whereabouts, but everyone is on high alert to see Harry Styles out with his wife and kids. And there's a big crowd when they leave a restaurant and the twins are terrified and since Y/n is dealing with shielding Natalia and Geneva, so Harry tells Simone and Collette to hold hands while he picks up Julian and hugs Maeve close to his side.

It's safe to say after that incident Harry hires security for whenever they go out as a family, or just for when Y/n and the kids go anywhere. They have a family bodyguard, who the twins love to make laugh. Or try to, anyway. He's very big and very stone-faced, but Maeve and Julian make him play with their stuffed animals and wear princess crowns and hold their hands when he walks with them.

The twins have separate rooms at home, but sometimes (especially when they're little) they have sleepovers in each other's rooms).

Julian is the first person Maeve tells anything, and he's the same. She tells him when she has her first crush, who she got for Styles Family Secret Santa, when she fails a test and she's scared to tell their parents, when she kisses a boy for the first time, when she kisses a girl for the first time. Everything, they tell each other everything.

All they ever need is each other, and sometimes Y/n and Harry worry that their other kids feel left out, and sometimes they do, but all the Styles kids have different relationships with each other, like all siblings do.

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mobumi · 2 months

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Well, first I wanted to say that I love your analyzes and thank you for always answering our questions. You know, I wanted to know when Arajin's redemption will be, let's go to episode 9 and with no redemption I see a comment on Instagram saying that it wouldn't be bad if at the end of the anime Matakara and Arajin are no longer friends I would love it because I want Matakara recognize that your best friend is zabu. what do you think?

Thanks! No problem it's fun :)

I don't think Arajin needs a redemption arc to be honest, it would be too predictable anyway and there are only 4 or 5 episodes left. Yeah he's annoying and all but he didn't do much, at least to the point that he needs redemption cause for me it's for characters who are truly horrible at the beginning, like he's not a bully, but Arajin is just dumb, in his own Shojo anime and fails to function as a normal human being (I still think he was too insensitive and crossed the lines in ep 8 but that's besides the point). Sure, his attitude affects others but he's not a horrible person, selfish yes, pathetic yes, not horrible. We know he has a good heart and pretends not to care. Matakara believes it too. He only wears a mask and that is why a lot of people still like him.

I made a post a while ago about how Arajin and Matakara were the same, but Matakara was written better and I still stand by it. There's a connection between the two, an obvious parallel. Matakara has this idealized version of Arajin like Arajin as one for Mahoro and they act the same in some ways. The difference is that Matakara actually grew up with Arajin, he didn't invent what he saw in his friend. They made a promise when they were younger and Arajin gave him a friendship stone. He was actually kind and caring, Matakara didn't imagine that, he lived it, so it makes sense that he thinks Arajin is still like that years later. His vision of him is not coming out of nowhere. He got attached to this Arajin who was truly himself, but he didn't see him grow. That's the disconnection.

From the moment Arajin ghosted Matakara and went on with his life, their bond was broken, only Matakara didn't realize it at first because Arajin was part of his dream of becoming Honkibito and one of the people who gave him strength. He thought the reason Arajin didn't talk to him anymore was because he wasn't strong enough. Arajin doesn't think he's strong enough as well, he wants validation (from Mahoro) and he flees from his fear of being weak. When Matakara lost his belief, he lost his identity too and that made him terrified. I think he knew from the beginning that something seemed off with Arajin, but he didn't want to believe it because that would mean he's alone and his beliefs and dream would be gone. Who will he be without it? So I don't think that Mata is completely fooled by Arajin but mostly he's scared because if his role model is not who he thought he was, he has no hope left. Matakara needed this realization to let go of Arajin.

What I mean by all of this is that the same thing is going to happen to Arajin. It's not necessarily redemption he needs but the same realization Matakara had in episode 8. He needs to break out of the spell and accept the true Mahoro so he can let go of her too.

Both characters are going to come face to face with the truth, with reality, and either they're going to bond again over this or they're going to be their own person without each other and find peace. But I think with this parallelism, they also seem to be made for each other like they're one piece of each other if that makes sense? The universe (aka Utsumi) wants them together (as friends or allies, enemies, whatever defines them.)

They're not going to change completely, especially Arajin, but I can see them accepting who they are in the end. Their perspectives on each other are going to change, their views, their beliefs, but not their true identity. In the 1001 nights tale, and notably in the Disney movie "Aladdin", Jasmine and Aladdin hide their true identities. Aladdin pretends to be a prince to get Jasmine's attention and marry her. She met him before but doesn't recognize him. It's only at the end that Ali Ababwa disappears, his mask is gone and his true self is revealed to her. Meanwhile, she hides that she's a princess and dresses as a "commoner" so she can see the world. Shit keeps happening to them when they're not true to themselves just like Aladdin and Jasmine.

So yeah, I guess just like those characters they're going to be free from themselves and it's going to free Senya and Ichiya as well because they're trapped in their bodies. Senya thinks that he needs to merge with Arajin to see Ichiya again but the only way I think is for them to be themselves without Arajin and Matakara. It's interesting that the moment they are both linked to Senya and Ichiya was a moment where they were running away from fear, the genies came when they were hopeless, so I think there's this idea that they can't be themselves if the genies are still possessing them and using them. But if they overcome their fears, they will get their bodies back, more exactly their mind and heart 👀.

Moreover, in the original Aladdin story, "Aladdin and the Magic Lamp" which apparently takes place in China 👀, Aladdin is not perceived as a pure-hearted hero. He wants the princess but he's not interested in her personality or her feelings, so just like Arajin he's a flawed hero who gets what he wishes for...

So no, I don't expect a redemption for Arajin, especially with the tone of the show. Not because he's bad and he'll stay bad, but mostly because he's not the villain of the story, just a reflection of humanity. His character was intended to be like that and to be his true self he needs to let go of his fear, that's the only thing i can see for him. The real question is will his wish come true? He's supposed to get what he wants, get the girl. If it doesn't happen then something else waits for him and I really want to see what the resolution will be. I don't think that in the end Arajin and Matakara no longer being friends will be the answer, it's more than that. Although I imagined there is going to be a reconnection whether they're back being friends or not.

You know what? Maybe we were fooled as viewers. Matakara is actually Aladdin but with Jasmine's personality and Arajin is his Jasmine with Aladdin's personality. But because of their names we thought it was the other way around. Like one of his closest friends is literally Zabu= Abu. It's different than the original story but their dynamic is kinda the same. Idk, I can see it. They're interchangeable. But yeah, Aladdin gets what he wants, so all is going to end well for Arajin, but we have yet to see what will be Matakara's wish...

#bucchigiri?!#bucchigiri #sorry my answer ended up in a full analysis 😂#but yeah i thought i'd share that with my answer 'cause i think it's linked to the subject #anyway i can be totally wrong but that would be interesting 🤔#anonymous asks #answered asks

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linkspooky · 11 months

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Adding to my earlier question, I’d love to ask your thoughts on cyborg in teen titans. And why he’s a important member of teen titans. (Example-Like how you talk about how Donna plays a important role as sort of babysitter)

Thank you for the ask! This was actually a long time in the making, because Cyborg is one of my favorite Teen Titans and I wanted to do him justice. I know I tend to talk about Raven and Terra more, but that's only because I think Cyborg is probably the most nuanced of the early Teen Titans so he requires a lot more effort to explain the nuances of his character.

Anyway Cyborg is a TEEN TITANS character his relationship with the group is important to his characterization, and you can't really throw him in other groups because of that.

I'll talk about why, underneath the cut.

So Cyborg's story is based off the story of Frankenstein, it's even in his name. Victor Stone, if you know German Stone = Stein. Cyborg's entire character is written around how society treats the outcast, and he's heavily influenced by the rejection he has faced by his society especially at the start of his arc where he meets the Titans.

There's two things immediately apparent about Cyborg, he's black, and he's disabled. It's visible in his original character design, half of his face is metal. Both of these things have had a pretty big influence on his life. The Teen Titans cartoon chose to focus only on the disabled aspect of his character, which was a bad choice but this is about the comics not the cartoon.

Cyborg's race had more of an influence in his early life and backstory then in the pages of New Teen Titans itself, but it's still there. The biggest aspect is Cyborg has two heavily successful scientist parents who are both black, and because of that Cyborg has been pressured his entire life to be successful in whatever field he is in too. When he was young he was even pulled out of public school for awhile and given private teachers because both of his parents noticed he was a highly intelligent child and wanted to nurture his "genius."

This resulted in two things, number one Cyborg was never really allowed to make mistakes by his parents because they were constantly afraid of him becoming "one of the bad kids."

Cyborg's relationship with his parents is also more complex than I can properly give time for in one meta, but while they are controlling it's not like they're outright abusive. Their intentions are good they want their kid to be happy, and be a success in life, but they do make concessions for Cyborg and listen to him when they realize they've made mistakes or push too far. It's a very normal conflict to have with your parents, your parents think one thing they're doing is best for you and try to take your choices away to push you towards that route because they thnik it will make you happy instead of listening to what you want.

Number two is Cyborg's never really been allowed to just, exist as his own person. His parents both wanted him to be a scientist, and when he showed an early aptitude for it they pushed him in that direction instead of listening to what he wanted. They did relent somewhat by letting him go back to public school, but when Cyborg wanted to go to college they refused to pay for it again unless he went into the field of science.

When Cyborg wanted to be an athlete and go into sports, he couldn't just enjoy them he had to excel at them and be the best of the best and earn a scholarship. So already before the accident which made him Cyborg, he's not really accepted by the people around him for WHO HE IS. He's not really allowed to just be Victor Stone, and Cyborg feels this rejection from everyone, from both of his parents, from the society around him (being treated differently because he was black is a part of his characterization) and as a result he's kind of left one, pretty directionless in his life, and two angry.

As someone who's never really been accepted for who he is, even by his parents, Cyborg doesn't really know what he wants in life. He's always defined himself by his rebellion for what his parents want out of him. He chose sports because his parents wanted him to be a scientist, but even after excelling at sports, the anger he feels at his rejection doesn't really go away.

Cyborg's already kind of lost in life and then the accident happens. Cyborg being half-robot is a metaphor for the way disabled people are treated by society, and I'd say it averts the X-Men Fallacy, because Cyborg has prosthetics he needs to live which make him visibly disabled and people treat him differently because of it. If you are visibly disabled you will be treated differently by completely strangers on the street, and often treated very poorly.

Cyborg's girlfriend breaks up with him, every friend in his life leaves him, and there's nothing different about Cyborg really, he's just got visible prosthetics now. And this is all true to life people will treat you differently than they did when you are abled.

Cyborg has a lot of internalized hatred because of this. He loathes his prosthetics, and the body he is now stuck in and I'd say this is true to life because Cyborg doesn't naturally feel that way he was taught to hate himself by the way everyone around him treated him. He would not be struggling as hard as he does, if people had treated him better in his period of adjustment.

To mention the cartoon quickly, there's a scene in season 3 where he's infiltrating the HIVE, and he fights a version of himself that is a fully robot duplicate and Cyborg just completely beats it to death his his bare hands until it's in pieces. He wasn't acting there, that was Cyborg projecting his internal self-loathing onto an external target and then destroying him. These aren't the actions of a mentally healthy person.

Cyborg has cripplingly low-self esteem, sometimes even veering into suicidal ideation. He mentions that when he woke up he literally would have rather been dead, then to have survived by his father turning him into a robot. These are some pretty serious mental issues that Cyborg is constantly grappling with.

Which is why the Teen Titans are so important to his character, because they are the first friends he ever made who accepted him unconditionally. Cyborg's only ever experienced conditional love before this point, even this Tales of the Titans issue talks about how he fell out with a friend in his life that was only his friend when he completely unconditionally supported him and agreed with everything he said, even his more dangerous and destructive ideas.

While Donna is the babysitter, I believe Cyborg is the first person to recognize that the Teen Titans are a family, because he was the one explicitly looking for a home and a family to belong in. Donna, Dick and Wally already knew each other and they are childhood friends. Garfield had just lost a family and he felt like a tagalong kid for a lot of the early run. Starfire's narrative is an immigrant narrative so she similiar to Cyborg is looking for a new home in the same group.

(There's a lot of Cyborg and Starfire parallels you could elaborate on too, but once again that's for a different Meta).

One thing I like to point out about Cyborg is he wasn't really looking to be a super hero. Cyborg's just wanted to be normal his entire life. He was born a genius, but he wanted to go to public school. When he got robot prosthetics his first thought wasn't "Let's go fight Crime", he went through months of rehab first, and then just wanted to pass as normal.

Cyborg is a selfless guy, no doubt about it. There is a story in the comic where he finally receives experimental plastics that allow him to look normal while still having his cybernetic parts keep him alive. However, over the course of the story he ends up having to give them up, and nearly dying because of a situation where he selflessly stays to help rescue someone rather than just getting out of there. He has a heroic spirit, but he doesn't really WANT to be a hero, his desire has always been to just be normal, or at least be accepted for who he is.

Which is where his dynamic with the group comes in, Cyborg treats all of the eccentric and very diverse cast of the Titans like they are normal people. He's the normal friend. Which is actually really important because I said, Cyborg's one of the more nuanced characters, like yeah he's half robot but besides that he's just a black kid from the city.

Cyborg's actually one of the first people to reach out to Raven, and like go out of his way to try to make sure she's included in the group, and he even fondly calls her "Witch" after he learns to understand her better.

Cyborg's relationship with Beast Boy is also something that's an incredibly positive influence on BB, because while they are best friends I think fandom misinterprets their relationship a lot. Cyborg is constantly giving BB a hard time, they're like vitriolic best buds who like insulting each other. The reason for this though, is because Cyborg knows that BB is a kid who's always misbehaving and joking around and will never actually tell you what the problem is if there is one. Cyborg's hard on Beast Boy because he knows BB responds positively to it, if you take him seriously and be straightforward to him rather than just dismissing him as a joke.

Cyborg's the first one to view the Teen Titans as a family, and that's the most important aspect of the group to him, that's why he's a hero because it gives him a place where he can just be himself. He's the friendship guy, if this were a shonen manga he'd be talking about the power of his nakama.

Which is why the most important Cyborg comic ever, is JLA / Titans Technis Imperative. Towards the end of the original New Teen Titans run Cyborg merged with an entity known as Technis and left his friends to go to space. I kind of hated how they made him more of a robot towards the end, but it led to Technis Imperative which is my favorite comic of all time. What happens is essentially after drifting in space merged with entity, he becomes planet Cyberion and returns to earth. His desire to be back with the Titans is so strong, that he mobilizes an entire robot army to kidnap every single character that was ever a teen titans, and then imprison them in a virtual world designed to make them happy.

That's essentially how important the Titans are as a family to Victor, and how lost he would be without them. Cyborg once became so lonely he almost destroyed the planet trying to reunite his family together again, that's literally how important the Teen Titans are to him you really can't take them away without drastically changing his character.

On top of that Cyborg is also just a painfully human character. He's angry because he's been rejected so much. He's lonely because he feels like he can never truly belong. He's internalized a lot of negative things because of the environment around him, and feels like he is less than human. He's constantly talking about how he's half robot, but he's really not, he just needs prosthetics to keep him alive.

When he is at his absolute lowest points, he pretends to be an emotionless machine, but that's just because it's what he has been treated as. He's probably the most emotional and deeply loving of the titans, but he's terrible at expressing that because he's never been in an environment that's allowed for the healthy expression of his emotions except for when he was with the group. However, the flip side of this is because Cyborg knows what it's like to be rejected he can be deeply emotionally intelligent in regards to other people and goes out of his way to treat THEM like they're human.

If you're interested in more comics about his character, I suggest reading New Teen Titans first. He's also getting a new solo comic series which you can probably just pick up and read because it goes over his backstory, the first issue came out last Tuesday. His old backstory of being with the Teen Titans has been finally restored in canon which is something I'm pretty excited about.

#cyborg #victor stone #vic stone #beast boy #teen titans meta #new teen titans #dc comics #dc comics meta #cyborg teen titans #teen titans cyborg #garfield logan #teen titans #metasks

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sommerregenjuniluft · 1 month

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giving u lots hehe

2) royal au & 35) bathtub for sakuatsu

39) survival/wilderness & 56) awful first meeting for rosekiller

75) bed sharing & 8) hospital au for jeg

CAAAAAASS thank u thank u aahhh<3

for sakuatsu there's two options. one) would be super fluffy emotional intimate where atsumu bathes (with) kiyoomi and he's all gentle with him, taking care of those royal curls and everything, tracing his moles reverently and idk maybe it's because someone had infultrated the palace and kiyoomi had to grab a sword from someone dead on the ground to protect atsumu and he got soiled in the process ksjdf idk something romantic anyways. and option number 2) would be something like arranged marriage type shit (a/b/o universe if i may *eyes emoji*) and atsumu is the bratty little shit of an omega that specifically requests his bath drawn in the alpha king's bathroom at the exact time kiyoomi usually bathes and obv omi is Furious when he sees atsumu all stretched out in the bubble bath and in his big bad alpha voice to the servants he is like

"Leave us." His expression is hardend like stone, the most beautiful marble, and the timber of his voice sends a dangerous shiver down Atsumu's spine. Atsumu's grin widens, canines digging into his bottom lip and he lazily crosses his arms behind his head. Watching Kiyoomi back where he's fuming mere paces away, rooted to the ground. "Your Grace?" Atsumu purrs, "Is there something you need my assistance with? It looks like something is troubling you." "You-" his Alpha cuts himself off, pheromones spiking and Atsumu's whole body twitches, rippling the bathwater. Kiyoomi doesn't seem to notice, thankfully. "Ever since after our first night, our...wedding night," he pinches the bridge of his nose, "You've been acting hysterical. You're out of line. And widely at that. So what, in all the gods' names, is going on? And it better be a good reason because I do not fancy being the first of my line to ever strangle the Omega King but, in all honesty, Atsumu, I am hanging on by a mere thread." He's panting when he's done, curls over his forehead out of place, completely flushed on all the delicious new skin Atsumu is seeing now with his shirt half unbuttoned. Angry patches of red dotting down his neck and across his milky white chest. His inner Omega howls, whimpers in frustration and with the rejection that's been building for so long now. The mating mark is visible, on full display right there over Kiyoomi's scent gland and he tries to remember what it tasted like, what it was like to have his mouth on Kiyoomi but not matter how much he digs, how much he tries to remember, how much he images it, it is but a breeze of nothing and now there's only a bitter resentment on the back of Atsumu's tongue. "At least I would go in the good conscience of knowing you have touched me at least once." "I-" Kiyoomi wheezes, face falling for a moment before he regains himself, "Is this what this has all been a about? Me not touching you?" "Yes, this is what all this is about!" Atsumu shouts furiously, springing up in the bathtub, "You seem to dislike me so much you can't even seem to bare the tought of touching me without your gloves! We are to produce an heir and it's been months, Kiyoomi! DId you ever stop to think about how this makes me look?!"

and then kiyoomi breaks down angry love confession style about how hard it is to not touch atsumu when all he yearns for is just that but he's still so afraid from childhood trauma maybe his siblings got sick with something catchable for a long time etctetc) and then they finally kith<3 (wow this was a lot kjsfsfkj)

for rosekiller my first thought was kinda apocalypse vibes so we're setting the mood in a dingy grocery store with flickering lights and pandora and evan are searching the shelves for whatever they need and then evan and barty bump into each other back to back because they're being so silent and immediately there's a knife at both their throats (this is the only valid situation for love at first sight btw) and barty grins but they there's a undead person noise from somewhere in the store and barty is lifting a finger to his lips and already pulling evan with hiim but evan obv is like !!my sister so they go get her and together slaughter their first undead<3 how romantic but i'm noticing now that it's not really that aweful of a first meeting so maybe barty is the person the interrupt evan adn pandora's little shopping spree because he accidentally makes a whole horde of undead follow him into the store and maybe it's kinda like that scene in maze runner where they have to run from the cranks (zombies on crack that r super fast and strong and feral) and they only make it/survive out by a hair. evan obviously immediately starts shittalking barty and telling him off which ends with them fighting until pandora steps in. fast forward a few weeks they've been traveling everywhere together maybe even adopted reg and dorcas on the way and something starts sparking between evan and barty only for pandora to get sick and at some point reveal she's been scratched/bitten somewhere all this time since the very first day so basically it's barty's carelessness that results in the death of evan's twin sister and :)yeah (didnt know i could make up angsty plot lol)

for jeggy we could also go with the angst and make it an amnesia fic and them finally sharing a bed is regulus finally remembering:,) or we're going quiddich injury for the both of them and maybe reg wakes with a bad dream, james already there shaking him at the shoulder to make him wake up and then drawing soothing circles into his back because he knows how bad it is for sirius too. reg is a bit prickly obviously but also exhausted from the dream. james ends up accioing his blanket and they sit crosslegged from each other munching on sweets and playing chess or cards or whatever and at some point they snuggle up besides each other and read the book regulus made barty bring him from the dorms and every few pages one of them reaches out to stop the other from already turning the page and their hands touch andand and then they fall asleep together and wake up all tangled in each other and james wakes up first and steals a forehead kiss hehe

#god this was soooooooooooooo fun cass i cant even express my gratitude these were such good prompts!!#now i'm thinking about maze runner au too..... i miss it ykjfgd #anywho smoochies for cass #sakuatsu #rosekiller #jegulus #lune writes

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jils-things · 29 days

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hii jil !! for the ask game, if you haven’t already — i’d love to hear even more about jaide, so; 6 & 10? <3

SARA HALLU 🥺🥺🥺🥺💚💚 I APPRECIATE IT!!

6. does your self insert have any pets? Pokemon?

OK SO. YEAH. everything's pretty much explained here!

she caught them all from her encounters as a trainer but for me personally i like to think jaide's actual token pet is to.gepi (she affectionately nicknamed pipino) she only had him recently from an interesting incident :3c she doesn't want to let him battle because she babies him a bit too much 🥺🥺💚

quick run down!

• galla.de (remy) - her partner pokemon! gallade tends to drags her out of danger because shes too reckless 🔥 also funne contrast to jaide stone having a garde.voir 🔥🔥

• blazik.en (chuy) - big shoutout to my friend who big brain'd on this - anyway, kid!red got a torchi.c for kid!jaide before she left for joht.o. a parting gift for her :3

• leafeo.n (vivi) - i dont have much input, but another contrast to jaide stone who has a gla.ceon :3

• ma.ntine - caught in her alol.a trip. the funniest thought I ever had with this is jaide going waterskiing with man.tine pulling her and she's zooming by so quickly and it scares the hell out of red and blue who's just chillin with lap.ras and gya.rados respectively 😭😭😭

• reuni.clus - i only considered adding this one recently so i dont have much input yet! it also looks like a pkmn jaide would have.... i mean look at the face! (i plan to catch one in my new bw2 save hehe)

extra bit - jaide has... A LOT of 'mons, so this is only one set for sure 😭 she could have several sets of teams because shes a catcher and has been to nearly every region at this point! a few pokemons i'd like to mention however are: cin.derace, decidueye, hatenna and sw.ampert 🥹💚

10. how do the other characters feel about your self insert and f/o’s relationship?

holy shit. its the funniest thing istg.

so blue, blue was the guy who managed to bring everyone together after being away from each other for too long. all he wanted was to be with his best buds and thats all. however him slowly getting the hints that red and jaide MMMIIIGHT BE INTO EACH OTHER IS A BIG WHAT THE HELL MOMENT FOR HIM bro wanted reunite with his childhood best friends but childhood best friends are now having MATCHING BRACELETS WHAT ABOUT ME GUYS 🥲🥲🥲 AKDLFKFJS part of him thought this was complete bs because red willingly put himself in mt. silver for years and suddenly he's gonna get a girlfriend before him?!?!?? what!!!!! dude said i pulled a bad bitch by being au- /JJJ

but despite the initial shock i think part of blue is really proud of red because blue knows how socially awkward he is and he's not the best with people - so seeing him at least be with someone he can fully trust and be in love with is certainly a development that he hopes nothing but the best for. i think blue would try his best to help red out too! blue is quite fashionable, can totally see him helping red find a nice outfit for their casual stroll date :D

as for jaide, i think jaide would just constantly send or tell stuff to blue about how cute red is 😭 shes not immune to being so gushy abt her big bf 💔💔 will probably send pics of red sleeping on her lap and shes fuckign crying on pokemessenger or whatever the hell JALSKSJDJJSKA over all blue says yes i approve ☝️

ethan (jaides little brother) would be overjoyed! maybe a little shocked as well because wait a minute 💀 didn't i battle this guy in a seemingly cold place before 💀💀 JAJDJFHSJJD

methinks professor oa.k (who had been with the trio since they were little) is proud. he has quite literally watched these kids grow since they were preteens and seeing where they are today is just infinitely outstanding to him! they're both very smart and strong in their own fields (she's a pro catcher and he's the living legend) and they're still a young couple. lots of potential in those two for sure!

#satosara tag #THANK YOU SO MUCH... IM REALLY A BIG FAN OF TALKING ABT RED/JAIDE/BLUE they really mean sososos much to me <333333 #~ loreposting #red.rom #blue.plat #color pallet trio

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What do u think karlheinz 3 wives or just cordelia would react to karl falling inlove with a guy?

Srry fot another request, im just rlly down bad for him

uhhh . ok. am i officially back? not uhh,, not really but all i know is: i can answer this one. whether i answer more, i have no idea- my amount of free time has run thin but i do know that i could do this pretty quickly. therefore! here you go!

no warnings other than.. the diamoms are.. the diamoms. they're not angels,, and uh cordelia is especially awful. that being said, tread carefully? i still never know how to warn about any works regarding this series bc.. it’s dark?? lol dl is it’s own warning.

cordelia is in complete denial. i mean, she can hardly believe karl loves anyone but her, and i highly doubt she took the news lightly. i also imagine her having a slight suspicion, because lets just say karl isn't exactly shy when it comes to spending time with his newfound love. sure, it might not be like.. extreme pda, but .. cordelia knows. she claims she does, at least. she thinks she knows this man to his very core, as he knows her. also, there's just.. something about the look in karl's eyes that makes her feel a sort of betrayal.

she keeps this info to herself for a while, but if anyone were to look closely, it won't be hard to realize that cordelia's being especially clingy as of late. it already hurts her pride enough, knowing that karlheinz has two other wives. but, for her beloved karl to be interested in a guy?? it's not something she could have even imagined, and it irks her more than anything. especially if karl's interested in a very .. 'plain' looking person. which is kind of hard anyways because cordelia has ridiculously high standards. will that stop her from trying to seduce them, though? definitely not.

cordelia will .. 99% at least attempt to sway the heart of both karlheinz (as per usual) and karl's love interest. and, if the seduction thing doesn't work on him? she'll make sure everyone in this messy situation is miserable. if she can't be happy with karl, no one else can be.

beatrix is shocked, but you will hear and see none of it. stone faced as always, no matter how she finds out of the news, she won't respond in anyways. deep down, i genuinely think she would be unbothered. in fact, she almost admires both karlheinz and his lover- it's a bold move. especially when there's so much... baggage involved. and by that, i mean : cordelia, christa + karl's millions of kids.

she's not supportive, nor is she against it. beatrix has always been one to stick to herself, and i highly doubt her and karl's new love interest will interact often, or at all, period, but truthfully, she wishes his new lover luck. she won't get in their way, but she knows there are others who will.

also i still.. i still feel that energy from her. who's to say she doesn't have a secret lady lover??? hm??

christa's heartbroken, but she would be no matter who karlheinz got with. she's .. going through a lot. like, a ton. it was hard for her to accept the fact that he had previous wives, but, with karl’s reassurance that she’s his true love, everything is okay. christa trusts karlheinz, at least, on some days, so .. there’s no way he could love anyone but her. i imagine christa being the last to find out, for some reason. i mean, i guess it makes sense because she’s kind of isolated and like.. locked away most of the time but.. idk. there’s also a part of her that literally will not process it. ..it makes her mental state in an entirely worse state than it was already, for multiple reasons. first, karl lied to her. did he? she is the one he loves the most, so why..?? ?why is she hearing all this stuff about him having a new lover?? with a guy, at that, too.. she’s in denial for the longest time but it’s also because she genuinely doesn’t believe it. hell, she doesn’t even know if she’s just hearing lies or not- even if she saw physical proof, i feel like she’d think she was hallucinating or something.

once she’s past all of that, she shuts herself off. she’s completely heartbroken. empty. there was a part of her deep down that felt like karl never truly loved her, but at least she knew she was the favorite wife - again, as per karl’s reassurance.

honestly, if she were in a better mental state, i can see her genuinely worried for this guy. she loves karl, or at least harbors some sort of true feeling towards him, and her pity for his new lover isn’t out of hatred, it’s an actual concern. as much as she loves her husband, christa is very well aware that he’s never up to any good, and there is a part of her, deep down, that would feel bad for his new partner.

#queued post #this is awkward ok . i know. i disappeared. again.#and: again. it's hard for me to .. keep everyone updated socially. i know;; im sorry #this . i guess was written purely on a whim?#idk. i just felt like it wasn't going to be too challenging and i could whip it up really fast lol #idk ok i wrote this impulsively ig #umm in the meantime: im not too into dl . does that surprise you? bc it shouldn #-'t my interests are always changing. give me a month and i'll find another interest too lmao #right now i guess it's obey me?? but i just found this dating sim game??? idk what it is exactly but it's called blooming panic #if you know about it.. HJhjdfhs is my response. im;; ;im love toaster;;; ; 😳 DJFKSJHHDSF #karlheinz sakamaki #karlheinz #cordelia sakamaki #christa sakamaki #beatrix sakamaki #god writing this.. and having the self control to not mention my oc?? how epic of me #i can't help it jdkhgf i hear diamoms and i send my girl out like a hound DKJSFKDH #skjdfjksdfh im sorry im done #idk when i'll be back but as always i appreciate your guys's patience. idk why *talking* has to be my biggest challenge but .. the world kne #w i'd be too powerful JFDHFJSDH im jk #Diabolik Lovers #diabolik lovers headcanons #male!reader

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betweenthings2 · 5 months

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20 for gatty ?? :)

Thank you for the ask!! I'm having a lot of fun doing these and even though this is a little bit angsty, it's a good reprieve from the very angsty fics I'm working on.

*I'll also add that they're in Portland in this, and if you're not from the US or the Western US, you might not know that Portland is experiencing a massive homelessness and drug use crisis and that's semi-important context.*

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

A Kiss...On a Scar

Matty has a collection of little scars all over his body. On his hands from shaking hands trying to light cigarettes in the cold, from cooking mishaps, from the time he tripped clamoring out of a cab while drunk. In the crook of his elbow from the bad times. On his knees from childhood and years dropping to his knees on rough stages in ripped jeans. There's a scar on his shoulder from a childhood sports mishap. George could map Matty's scars with his eyes closed, but he doesn't really think about most of them, doesn't really have feelings about most of them. He hates the little scars in the crook of Matty's elbow, of course, but those are mostly faded and get very little thought.

There is, though, one George always notices. There's a scar just above Matty's brow from a time he tripped and fell backstage at a festival after stumbling around all day, checked out, hitting his head as he went down. He didn't blink or seem to notice much, just scrambled up with blood running down his face. He'd been cleaned up and taken care of by a medic and wound up with nothing more than a nearly imperceptible scar above his eyebrow, but it was the thing that made George suspicious. It was the thing that prompted George to go through Matty's things, the thing that set everything up to come apart.

The way Matty likes to fit himself against George's side and the haircut he has these days mean that scar is right in George's eyeline if he glances down. George is fairly certain Matty doesn't even realize there's a scar there, but he sees it, he knows it's there.

At some point, George half-decided that he probably wouldn't point it out to Matty, in part because he knows the guilt Matty carries from the bad times is huge and heavy, but also because it wouldn't be particularly productive. It comes out sometimes, Matty's guilt, usually when things are less than perfect. It's strange, though, that it's coming out now. Now, when they're at the tail end of their second massively successful US tour in two years and Matty's been doing so well lately.

Tonight, though, there's no show, but Matty is tired and apologizing. He's stoned, too, but they both are, and that's not out of the ordinary. The melancholy is. At least, it is these days. Half of George wonders if it's just where they are. Even he is willing to admit that walking around Portland is a little bit sad.

"…and it upsets me, ya'know," Matty is saying in between drags of a joint, "'cause there's so much I don't remember and-"

"Matty," George cuts it. "Don't torture yourself with it."

"I can't not think about it," Matty protests.

"You have a little scar," George murmurs, taking the joint from Matty and ghosting his fingers over the faded scar on Matty's forehead, "right here."

"I do?"

George nods.

"What's it from?"

George is quiet for a moment, then says, "You tripped and fell, ages ago, at a festival. Ross had to go find the medic about fifteen minutes before we were supposed to go on."

Matty is quiet for a moment, piecing things together, then asks, "Ages ago, like…?"

George nods again. "And every time I look at it, I think about how lucky we are, you and me, and how much I love you and that's it's ok."

Matty reaches up and traces his fingers over the scar George pointed out. "I don't remember that," he admits.

"I know."

"I hate that there's so much I don't remember. I hate that you do remember it."

"If it's any consolation, that's not how I think about you," George offers.

"What's your point?" Matty asks.

"My point," George says, passing the joint back, "is that it's part of you, but it's not all you are. You live with it and you grow around it and it fades and you will always have me."

Matty takes a drag and admits, "That's a good point."

"I know," George agrees. He shift and presses a kiss to the scar on Matty's forehead and repeats, "You always have me."

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Faye's Fòdlan Journey: Season 1 - Chapter 1: Welcome to Fòdlan

Introduction

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After two posts' worth of introductions and preambling, we can finally start playing the actual game.

The objective is simple: Defeat the bandits' leader before they burn down the village. Easy enough.

Weapon Durability returns in this game, contrary to Fates, Echoes and Engage. Personally I feel pretty neutral towards the mechanic as a whole, but it's a nice way to balance Combat Arts, returning from Echoes and consuming durability instead of HP this time.

Here when a weapon breaks, instead of disappearing altogether or turning into a worthless 30 weight 0 might weapon you have to repair or get rid off, it gets a penalty in Might, Hit and Attack Speed, which could be a more elegant solution depending on how severe it is.

Bows also seem to work like they did in Echoes, with an added penalty on hit the further you attack from. Which is, you know, pretty fair. Wonder if Hunter's Volley is just as busted here.

After having a pleasant chat with the three completely ordinary kids, they along with Byleth begin clearing out the bandits, while Jeralt sits in the back doing fuck all and yelling random advice.

Thanks, dad. Really cool.

Good thing Edelgard's there to pick up his slack with the first crit of the game.

Also the proportions between the characters and the village is really funny. My main Edelgard headcanon is that she's a huge kaiju fangirl, so it's nice to see she's fulfilling her dreams. All she needs now is learn how to fire a laser from her mouth.

After killing a few bandits, their leader shows up to pick a fight with Byleth.

They kill him pretty easily.

Except Kostas must have smuggled a Revival Stone from Elyos, since he gets back up like it's nothing.

He charges at Edelgard, but Byleth puts themselves in the way.

But just when the bandit is about to strike...

The world stops.

And Byleth finds themselves in front of Sothis once more, who is pretty peeved they were about to throw away their life so recklessly, since that would also kill her.

She finally introduces herself: Her name is Sothis, also known as "The Beginning". Though she wouldn't be able to tell you why is that, given that lo and behold, she has amnesia, the favorite plot point of modern Fire Emblem.

Someone had to have it, and since Byleth seems to have all of their memories, she lost her privilege to hers. Honestly, I think she'd get along with Alear.

One thing's for sure, though: Her first impression of Byleth is... less then stellar. While she lives and breathes sass and metaphors and moves and emotes a lot for someone with the eepy disease, Byleth is overly blunt, barely emotes and tells morbid jokes with such a straight face everyone thinks they're serious.

Or at least, I'm having them be that way. I love the idea of Byleth being selectively mute and socially inept.

(Also apparently support points can go down? I doubt you'd be able to get the characters to dislike you so it probably just hinders your progress to get their convos)

Apparently Sothis stopped time, something she herself didn't remember she could do. Well, that's convenient.

Luckily for both of them, she figures out she can reverse time too.

Not thanks to Byleth, who joked they could just sit here and wait to die.

Sothis turns back time just enough for Byleth to react to the bandit's attack, bids them farewell with some cryptic nonsense and- wait, is that readable text?

Upon further inspection, it is, even if the only phrase I recognise is at the top, "The goddess always lives in heaven and Fòdlan" and "It is watching over us. The mother[???]".

That's neat! Didn't expect to see readable text in actual English. Usually this stuff is hidden with a special alphabet.

Anyway, this time instead of just putting themselves in front of Edelgard Byleth actually strikes back at the bandit leader, finally putting him down for good.

Wait is he aware Byleth turned back time? How!?

Byleth earns the MVP, which in this game looks like one of those photos you'd get for Employee of the Month. Which I suppose makes sense.

A face shows late to the party. It's Alois, of the Knights of Seiros.

He's really happy to see Jeralt after 20 years, who apparently was the former captain.

Jeralt is way less thrilled to see him, though.

Jeralt and Byleth are "invited" to return to the Garreg Mach Monastery with Alois and the Three House Leaders. I say "invited" becuse Jeralt clearly does not want to go there but feels he has no choice, and I suspect Byleth would just go wherever their father goes.

Before heading out, Byleth has a chat with Edelgard, Dimitri and Claude, who all seem... oddly interested in them.

Huh. Jeralt would have done wonders in Elyos with a name like that.

Claude makes it clear once again that our presence at the monastery is, in fact, mandatory. So for all of those who hoped there was a secret fifth route where Byleth just retreats to the woods and lives a long, peaceful life, I'm sorry to crush your dreams.

They finally mention they're students at the Officers Academy of the Monastery. And through a quarrel they immediately start with each other, we learn they're the heirs of their respective nations.

Whoah. Shocker, I know.

And already not only they're fighting each other (seriously guys it's only the prologue, fucking chill), they are all strangely in awe of Byleth despite them having just killed a few bandits (with their help no less) and are already fighting each other to have them join their side. Boy, this does not bode well for the future.

WAIT I ALREADY HAVE TO CHOOSE WHAT

I know I'm going to choose Dimitri regardless given this is Azure Moon, but GEEZ this is way too soon to force a choice like this onto the player! You just met these people and already you have to declare your allegiance to one of them!

With that choice way too important for just the prologue of the whole game being done, we finally head back to the monastery.

But not before Byleth ponders a bit about the three of them.

They think Claude has an easy smile that is striking as well as fake, that Edelgard is constantly judging them and that Dimitri seems honest but with a lot of darkness to hide. What that means, we still don't know.

All in all, a decent Prologue. There isn't a lot here to chew on, but it shows the basic mechanics fine enough. The lightning is great and I LOVE Fòdlan Winds as a track.

Fòdlan as a whole has a particularly distinct sound, I think. Though I wouldn't be able to tell you why.

I am still baffled they have you choose a route this soon, though, and while the house leaders bickering with each other already is just worrying in-universe for the storm that will one day come, the fact they already seem to be throwing themselves at Byleth's feet for just killing a few bandits is mainly concerning for the narrative.

While I don't think power fantasies are inherently a bad thing, I fear it wouldn't gel at all with what Fòdlan seems to be going for. But I guess we'll see.

Lastly before closing off, a few notes about the characters we met until now.

Seiros: Local goddess is fucking pissed. I guess we'll see the aftermath of what happened in the intro soon enough. Also I still swear her design is Greek-inspired.

Nemesis: Wonder what caused the war between him and Seiros to begin with?

My guess is likely the creation of the legendary weapons given that, you know, they seem to be made out of Seiros' family and that is enough reason for her to want him dead. But if that's the case, we still don't know why he did that. Is it just for power, or something else?

Byleth: Not gonna lie, getting a few red flags from the way they're handled. No customization options, a mostly silent protagonist, their dialogue choices may very well have barely any effect. Not to mention they already seem to sloowly gravitate the plot around them.

Jeralt:

Jokes aside, he seems fine as a parent. Save for him not doing anything during a bandit attack.

The question is always not if he's gonna kick the bucket, but when. I even somewhat know the how.

Hey, he's a Fire Emblem parent, is that really a spoiler?

By the way, I'm suprised he's a Paladin. Always thought he was, you know, a Mercenary, but maybe that's just because I kept comparing him to Greil given they're both mercenary dads.

Sothis:

BEST GIRL BEST GIRL BEST GI-

*ahem*

I freaking love her.

She's the perfect combination between refined and a sassy chaotic gremlin, and she has one of my favorite tropes which is living inside another character's body. I am SO excited she can talk to Byleth whenever (and apparently read their thoughts?) and can't wait to see what they do with her!

Alois: Very little to say since we barely met him, but he seems a jolly fellow.

Claude: You know, maybe this is a 4D chess move I don't understand, but isn't the whole point of a schemer and deciever to NOT come across as sketchy? I feel constantly talking about how sus you are kinda undermines that but, what do I know.

Edelgard: Ah, the one who just mentioning her name starts a flame war. Not much to say about her yet, although she seems the type to sleep light with a few knives on her person, given how openly mistrusting of others she is.

Also she is a massive kaiju fangirl. I don't care how little sense that makes, you will have to take that headcnon from my dead body.

Dimitri: Honestly right now I'm just waiting to see what that "darkness" is about. I just know it will lead to him becoming VERY murdery in the timeskip so boy, can't wait to see him snap.

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#fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fe16 #faye's fòdlan journal #azure moon

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adobe-outdesign · 2 years

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Oddish! The Oddish line!

Oddish is based off of a mandrake, and in addition to being nocturnal and burying itself during the day it also shrieks mandrake-style if you pull it out of the ground. I'm mostly mentioning this because the mental image of this cute little thing screaming bloody murder because someone pulled it up is hilarious.

Anyway, yeah, Oddish has a perfectly nice design. The blue body is what really makes it interesting, helping it avoid the sort of generic green grass-type motif that we see a lot. I also like that it doesn't have arms and just runs around everywhere on its two little legs.

My only nitpick is more to do with the entire line; Oddish only having green leaves makes it feel a little disconnected from Gloom and Vileplume. I would've liked to see a little of the red worked in there, maybe at the base of the leaves. That's obviously not a big deal though.

Gloom is where things really get great, as we begin to see the line's theme come into play: they're based off of corpse flowers! I.e. those giant plants that look and smell like rotting meat.

Given how many grass-types are just generic green leaves and flowers, this is an insanely cool plant to take inspiration from, and its habit of drawing in insects with its smell makes it appropriate for their poison-typing as well.

Gloom also does a good job as a middle evo; it transitions clearly, but it doesn't look like either, with ball-like petals instead of Vileplum's giant open ones, some long grass-like red leaves, and a drooling, sleepy expression that adds a ton of personality and feels fitting for a corpse flower. Also, once again, I love the non-traditional colors here.

My only nitpick is that I could've done without the arms, at least until the last evo, just because that would've been more interesting. Other than that, Gloom's pretty perfect.

Vileplume's probably my personal fav out of the line; I love being able to see the flower in full (said to be so huge it has trouble holding itself up, a nod to how rafflesias have the largest flowers of any plant. The colors still look great, and maybe it's just my imagination, but I love how vaguely threatening it looks, like it's trying to look friendly but is secretly planning to stun spore you out of existence.

My only real complaint is that, while the expression is fun if you interpret it that way, it doesn't really make sense to go from Oddish's face to Gloom's face only to go right back to Oddish's face with Vileplume. I feel like either Gloom should've had Vileplume's face and vice-versa, thus adding a sense of progression, or Vileplume should've had a different face entirely. Regardless, it works perfectly as a final evo, and it still embraces its corpse-flowery nature to its fullest instead of just being a generic flower.

Spoke too soon.

I mean, Bellossom's not really bad; I don't even have much to critique about it, other than maybe the length and thickness of the arms is a bit off, but... really? We really needed to add a split evo to this line that throws out the one thing the original line had going for it?

I mean, to be fair, I kind of see what they were going for; it evolves via sun stone, and goes from night-flowering to day-flowering, from vaguely malicious and kind of gross to generic and pleasant. There's definitely people out there that would find Bellossom more appealing to them personally, even if I don't.

However, I think my main problem with Bellossom is that it really, really does not fit with the original line visually. I may not care for Gallade that much, but at least I can see how Kirlia evolves into both it and Gardevoir, and how it fits with the rest of the line.

But Bellossom? Bellossom feels like a completely separate design that was tacked onto the Oddish line during development (which to be fair, it very well could have been). The colors are completely different; gone are Oddish's pleasant blues in favor of yellows and greens. The eyes are much more detailed and different than the rest of the line's simple dot eyes. In fact, the only single thing I can see that connects it to everything else is the shape of the flowers on the head, and that's not much.

What's particularly weird about the colors is that some early art shows it did have bluish skin originally, and I don't know why they changed it (even the original shiny had blue skin before it was randomly changed to lavender):

At the end of the day, Bellossom just feels like it shouldn't evolve from Gloom, or even be connected to the rest of the line. It's not bad in and of itself, but it adds nothing; and at the end of the day, if I want a humanoid grass-type wearing a dress with a flower, I'll take Lilligant any day of the week.

Overall: Oddish is cute, and I adore the colors and corpse-flower theme of Gloom and Vileplume. Bellossom, meanwhile, is fine but doesn't fit with the rest of the line, and is much more generic. Still, the original trio are still some great and refreshing grass-types.

Also, enjoy this oddly ominous card art of an Oddish looking like it just blew up a town without remorse:

#oddish #gloom #vileplume #bellossom #pokemon #pokemon reviews #long post

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hamiltrash-thoughts · 1 year

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I literally just created this blog to write about this like I could've written this anywhere else but wanted to talk about this here anyways

Just imagined (actually, it has been on my mind for the past two days) a song between We Know and Hurricane, and it was like----

It's kind of immediate after Burr, Jefferson and Madison exit Hamilton's office, and he's pacing around while having an internal conflict because he doesn't know if he can trust them and be sure they wouldn't try to use his affair with Maria Reynolds against him and his mind is just racing while he's trying to figure out what to do so the situation won't get out of control and his legacy isn't ruined and-

Who appears out of nowhere? BOOM! JOHN LAURENS

(more like his ghost but you get it)

Like, literally in the same spot where he last appeared, in Laurens' Interlude----

They look at each other, Alex kinda shocked like "Laurens????"

And Laurens like "Hamilton.", stoned face while looking at his friend.

Alex is turning away because "You shouldn't be here, you're supposed to be gone."

And John is trying to call his attention because he knows Alex fucked up but by how stressed his friend looked, he had to help him figure out what to do.

And basically most of the song is both of them debating, Alexander saying that he had to do something to guarantee that his enemies wouldn't share his affair with the public and absolutely destroy his legacy, while Laurens is just there trying to convince Ham to leit it go and to not give attention to them because, fuck it, he knew Alex and he knew that, if he were to do anything, he'd end up fucking up everything even more (at least, thinking like this as if Laurens chilled out after his death — after all, it was his own recklessness that got him killed in the first place).

But Hamilton's mind is just so confused that he just shouts to make Laurens shut up, and yells at him how he wasn't there for him when he needed the most.

Then there's like a little pause then Laurens sings:

L: I trusted you like I didn't trust my own mind

I could've never find anyone as astonishing as your kind

And I've lived for you until the last day of my life

So I won't let you ruin yours the way I ruined mine.

((if you got the hint YES Laurens is singing the same way as Angelica in "Satisfied" when she talks about Eliza: just to give a sort of "hint" to how Laurens felt about Hamilton when he was alive)

And probably it's just that part of the song where everything is a mess — Hamilton, more specifically — and then close to the end it's basically

H: I can't let this go, how could I ever go on?

H/L (at the same time): I can't let it gooo/You could let it goooo

And there's a little pause, they look at each other, and then Laurens says/sings:

L: I have to go...

And just when he turns away to get off the stage, Hamilton calls for him.

H: Wait! John. You're the last friend that I got.

L: Alexander. Do not throw away your shot.

(they quoting each other from Stay Alive----)

And then Laurens goes away and Hurricane starts as Hamilton seems to be having an even bigger existencial crisis.

So, I did have some inspirations, since Hamilton has this really interesting element (which I love a lot) of bringing previous songs' lyrics to new songs, as if to "reinforce" their meanings.

First off, I would like to say that, for the concept of the song, I was inspired by a cut song named "I have this friend". Unfortunately, it never made it past the draft. But the premise is pretty much Hamilton getting anxious about the affair and having told about it to TJ, JM and AB, and so he runs to Washing(dad)ton asking advice for "a friend" of his (himself. Because, haha, what friend are you talking about, Alex? They're either dead or kilometers away from you, the only thing that lasted for you was enemies). Even though I like the song, I guess it was for the better it remained at how it is. Or else, the timeline would've been too messy, since, in the song, Washington is still president, and "We Know" happens after he steps down. Unless Hamilton went to Washington on Mount Vernon, but I think Alex would've been too stubborn to do all this to talk about it to someone else he trusted. But yeah, you see where I came from. Hamilton getting advices from his dead friend/lover. ♡

Obviously, I HAD to put a "Satisfied" reference in this song because you can't tell me Laurens didn't drink his ass off so he could avoid thinking of the fact his lover was getting married and there was nothing he could do. So, making Laurens sing to "Satisfied" can imply that, in that time, he had the same heartbreak Angelica had when Alex married Eliza. So yeah, gay sadness, yay.

Also, I'm very obsessed with the song "Let it Go" (no, not from Frozen. The cut song from Hamilton), just listening to Washington and Eliza sing to prevent Alexander from doing anything stupid... it's a really good song. I wish Lin had kept this song alongside the original version of Schuyler Defeated in the Broadway version, they are awesome, and explain a lot about Burr's situation, alongside his family's. But I suppose they were cut because of the time, which is a shame. If they actually were in the musical, I swear I would've made this a "Let it Go (Reprise)" (since I think it would fit way better if these two songs were part of the musical, since it would be, like I said, a "comeback" to them, especially with Laurens saying "You could let it go" to Hamilton).

And finally, a special mention to the workshop version of Hurricane, which has brought me to tears every time I listened to it!!!! I understand that it was cut because of the time between Hurricane and The Reynolds Pamphlet (rip Anthony Ramos for having to play the dead gay lover and the son of Hamilton at the same time), but it was such a shameee. Just that single line put so much depth into Alex and John's relationship, simply by saying that Laurens would be the single person that could stop Hamilton from doing the greatest shit of his life. That, for me, says enough for itself.

(Yes, Laurens' saying "Or you could let it go" inspired me in the same line as Let it Go, but I had to mention it because no one talks about it and it's frustrating).

As for what I thought for the song itself, sure, I had to think on a reason to WHY Laurens would have appeared just now, but then, what I had in mind basically was: The song, more than anything, represents the internal conflict Hamilton is going through. Laurens would be a metaphor for Hamilton's more logical side, while Hamilton himself represent his emotional, impulsive side (which we know he is A LOT). Again, his logic claiming for himself to calm down and think straight (something he isn't ahem sorry I swear I'll take this seriously), while his intiscts are SCREAMING for him to do something, because he just KNOWS TJ, AB and JM could take advantage of their "secret" at any moment.

Now, you might ask: "Why Laurens?". Then I'll tell you.

In "Hurricane Workshop", Hamilton sings "The friend who would tell me not to do it is in the ground.".

Laurens represents Hamilton's logical side because Ham KNEW Laurens would say to him NOT to do something so stupid. They were way too close, they knew each other better than anyone could ever imagine. Hamilton knew Laurens would be the only person who could convince him to not write the Reynolds Pamphlet. Or, perhaps, the only person he would at least try to talk about the affair (that is, probably when he feels way too insecure about anyone else finding out, so he trusts his best friend to vent about everything that's happening). He sees in Laurens someone he can rely on, someone he could count at any time, his ride or die, his closest friend, or even more than just that. Since Hamilton never gave himself time to grieve his friend's death, he still imagines, wonders, practically wishes to know how things would be if Laurens was there for him. And when he has no one else to turn, he just... wonders what would his dear friend do. What would he tell him? Would he smack him in the head for being so ridiculous? Would he make him laugh it off? Would he take him to drink and celebrate the freedom they conquered (the freedom John never got to experience)? Would he embrace him and tell him everything would be okay? Would he tell him he loved him---?

Hamilton never let himself grieve Laurens' death, so Laurens' ghost (whether literally or psychologically, it's up to you) is haunting him to this day. And in a moment of stress like this, when he has no one else to talk to, he just wishes he had Laurens by his side, so he wouldn't have to go through this alone and, ultimately, do something very stupid. Which, guess what, he DID.

And then there's the fact that even if "Laurens" warned him and tried to guide him, Hamilton STILL thought that the only way to get out of this situation was to write about the affair and publish it himself. So you could say Laurens had failed to advise Hamilton, or rather, Ham had interpreted him wrong. I really can imagine John on the other side looking at Alex after he publishes the Reynolds Pamphlet and thinking: "Okay, I told you to not throw away your shot, AND THEN YOU DECIDED TO DO THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF WHAT I TOLD YOU????"

Now, if it's a metaphor involving Laurens, or if it's really his ghost there, it's just something that the public could get their individual interpretations about (if it was in the show). After all, such a complex thing couldn't be simply explained by only visualization. It'd be funny to see people's theories and them catching references from the song. I know this is not even a thing, and it might sound very cliche, but I really liked it :'D

Someone p l e a s e write this song. Or a fanfiction. Idk I just loved this idea for some reason. Maybe because it has been only recently that I've accepted my love for Lams (I have navigated on the "Lams" tag for the past week and I'm obsessed) and I'm finally back to my Hamilton phase.

Yeah, that's my idea, I guess. I know I rambled a lot, but I couldn't hold myself. I hope y'all like it. And English is not my first language, and I'm sure I wrote something wrong, so please, be kind 😅

#hamilton the musical #alexander hamilton #john laurens #lams #hamilton x laurens #yep just rambling #don't mind me #I got way too excited about this #I'm no songwriter so yeah :/#I give ideas not results

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frozenflmes · 11 months

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📼 7 or younger!

"Mommy, do trainers really hurt Pokémon?"

The woman pauses, taking a slow breath. She knew this conversation would happen one of these days, but had they really reached kindergartens so quickly?

"That's more complicated than a yes or no, Sunny. Can we sit down outside to talk about it?"

The child nods, and its mother walks over to the back door, opening it for the two of them. A Flareon zips outside as the child sits down on the porch, dashing around for a few moments before deciding to curl up on its lap.

A minute later, the mother is seated on the other side, reaching across to hand her child one of the two glasses of lemonade she made. The child takes it in both hands, sipping it before setting it down next to itself and turning its attention to petting the Flareon. The mother looks over to the two and smiles softly. Her child has always had a way with Fire Pokémon, perhaps even more than she does herself.

The child looks up to its mother, its hands occupied by scratching behind the Flareon's ears. "So, do they?"

The mother sighs, her smile growing a little sadder.

"The simple answer is no. People and Pokémon have worked together for hundreds of years, and the bonds we share are important to all of us. Look at your father and Downy, or me and my team, or the way you get along with Radiance. Do you think any of us are hurting the Pokémon in our lives?"

The child gives the Flareon a hug when its bond with it is mentioned. It's a bit tight, but the Pokémon simply relaxes into it. It's used to the way its trainer's child is. The hug ends and the child looks up, examining the cracks in the stone wall of the house near its mother's head.

"No. But you said that's the simple answer. That means there's something more complicated."

The mother nods. "Not everyone is as good to their Pokémon as we are. Most trainers are good, but some people look at their Pokémon more like tools than like partners. They don't give them the care they deserve, and sometimes they even hurt them on purpose."

The child pulls the Flareon closer. "I won't let anyone hurt Radiance. Or any Pokémon!"

Its mother smiles again. "That's good. If everyone cared the way you do, groups like Team Plasma wouldn't even have a leg to stand on."

The child smiles, then picks up its lemonade again and takes a big drink. When it puts the glass down, though, its face is more serious.

"Who is Team Plasma anyway? I know they want Pokémon libé, libur, uh, Pokémon and people to be apart. The teacher doesn't want us to talk about it though."

A small sigh from the mother. She reaches across to her Flareon, stroking the fluff on the top of its head. The Flareon flops, spilling itself out from the child's lap.

"They're a group of people who care, and care a lot, and really do think they're doing what's best for Pokémon. They've heard so many stories about bad trainers that now they think that's all there is, and that Pokémon won't be able to be safe and happy unless they're free from people."

The child frowns. "So why can't we just show them that there's good trainers too and it's okay?"

The mother pauses for a few moments before answering.

"It's not that easy, Sunny. When people are in a group like that that's really convinced of something, they don't want to pay attention to anything that says they're wrong. They're hearing from everyone in the group that they're right, and people listen to friends better than they listen to what's true."

The child crosses its arms. "That's stu—that's silly. If I was in a group that was wrong I'd just listen."

The mother smiles. "That's very big of you, Sunny."

The child scoffs. "I'm five. Of course I'm big."

"Of course."

A few minutes pass without mother or child saying anything. The Flareon continues to receive pets, and it seems very proud of itself.

"What do we do, then, if they won't listen?"

The mother smiles, resting a hand on her child's shoulder. "We talk to each other, like the two of us are doing right now. That lets us keep us and our friends from getting caught in the bad ideas. We can also work together to make sure that when there are bad trainers, they don't get to keep hurting their Pokémon."

"So then there's less of the thing Team Plasma thinks is all the time?"

"That's right. And having those good ways to protect Pokémon can also help people who aren't as deep in the group to help with that instead of deciding they need to steal Pokémon from people to make them safe."

The child picks up its cup again, this time realizing that it's empty. "Can I have more lemonade?"

"You can have water, but dinner's in an hour. Do we need to talk about anything else, or are you ready to go inside and wash up?"

"I'm ready to go inside."

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I think I came across the comments(about Ghost smiling/smirking) on tiktok you were referencing before. I totally get what you meant. A lot of the comments genuinely pissed me off. "Ghost is literally dead inside", "these wattpad kids are reaching", "why would Ghost even smirk." It's funny to me that they act like people are bastardising or ruining his character, but meanwhile they're just making his character so one-note and boring by insisting that the only thing he can be is cold and emotionless. Just the fact that they completely ignore how multifaceted he is because it doesn't fit their narrowminded view of his character. Sry to rant but seriously it bothers me, especially after reading your characterization of him. Also just them insisting he must be "stone-faced" while he's bantering with Soap, but I don't get how anyone can deny the little smirk in his voice, he's clearly enjoying the convo??

it's. yeah, it's ridiculous.

tbh i think the funniest part ab this is the fact that the girls gays and theys being this down bad over ghost is the PERFECT op for them to get a gamer gf. and theyre fuckin it up. theyre fumbling the bag. they have dropped the egg carton. they jumped the shark. insert other metaphors.

theyre so fucking stupid. anyway.

ghost is... incredible, really. he's insanely well-developed, thought out, and portrayed. there's so many wonderful bits and pieces that allude to how mentally unwell he is throughout the game, and the fact it's handled so well by the writers that most people dont inherently realize that he's ptsd rep. like when the representation is so good and natural that most people don't realize? that's how you know it's done right.

while, yes, he certainly does present as cold and stonefaced quite a lot, it's. a significant part of his character that he's also detached and yet still protective - it just doesn't get shown in conventional ways. like the fact that he focuses on the mission first because he knows that AQ is using their downed bird as bait, which allows them to most likely suffer significantly fewer casualties, but as soon as he's gotten heavy fire off that bird, he goes right in to protect and help alpha squad.

like he said - "choices have consequences." the consequence here was that they lost their main target, but kept more of their men alive. you win some, you lose some.

then there's, of course, "alone," where in the intro cutscene to that mission, he yells to soap to go, to get out, to run. as a lieutenant, soap is his subordinate - his responsibility. and he absolutely could just have left soap to fend for himself, but he makes sure soap gets away safely, and then he runs and takes care of himself. that whole mission, he's looking out for soap - giving him advice, making jokes to support him morally. he even saves soap's life when he gets to the church courtyard, and then runs to save himself. he protects soap as much as he can the whole time without getting them both killed.

and one of my favorite interactions in the game is what follows, when they're talking to rodolfo.

"i was on the run. ghost waited for me."

"of course, no?"

"no."

and then ghost cuts soap off. ghost clearly has a reputation. he works alone. he doesnt like people. he prefers to do shit by himself. and when soap says "no," implying he expected ghost to leave him behind, ghost interrupts, and says "yes." he voluntarily waited for soap. he chose to make that decision, to stay and do his best to make sure soap got out alive with him.

"no one fights alone."

2009 ghost was a very good character. he was sassy, he was fun, i miss his "wrong door, ghost" "THIS HARDWARE IS BLOODY ANCIENT" interaction with soap so very dearly, but 2022 ghost is a character with a real personality.

ghost shows emotion, numerous times throughout the game. "alone" and that first mission of the game are just two examples. i could be here all night listing examples about how ghost is so in depth and, if anything, i'd say he's extremely emotional for everything he's been through.

these people claiming that ghost doesn't smile, that he doesn't laugh or experience happiness, really don't know what they're talking about. trauma is a lot to handle, yes, but it doesn't stop someone from being happy. ghost can express happiness. he absolutely can. he didn't in this campaign, but that doesn't mean he can't.

i really hope those with extensive trauma that have seen those comments dont think they're making all their struggles up because of it. and if you are like that, hey. listen to me.

i have a lot of trauma. i have. a lot. of trauma. i have dissociative identity disorder - one of the most complex forms of ptsd that the psychology community is aware of. being happy and experiencing joy and good things does not make your trauma invalid. it's okay.

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