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uwuwriting · 4 years

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Midoriya, Todoroki and Mirio waking up with kisses

Request: May I request best boys Todo, Mirio and Deku waking up with kithes. They’re all grown up and maybe the kithes aren’t coming only from the reader......okay I may want them to have kids and be all cute. - anonymous

Um excuse me who gave you the right to make this cute request? I have weak resolve and um ->this<- close to writing another dad fic. I LOVE TODOROKI SO MUCH I SWEAR I COULD DIE! Sorry for the small break I took yall but I’m back and better than ever *that's an overstatement bc my allergies decided to ruin my summer*. Hope you like it. Love ya. 💖💖💖

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warnings: characters are aged up, todoroki and mirio are dads, deku is a dad to be, fluff till your very soul

Midoriya Izuku

-Izuku is a very busy hero.

-Being the number one in Japan and running his own hero agency is very tiring.

-He loves spending time with you and really tries to make it up to you whenever he is called into an emergency.

-Now, Izuku as an expecting dad is a whole other issue.

-He doesn’t spend as much time at his agency, deciding to take his paperwork home and do it while you’re in his line of vision.

-Being such an important and strong hero puts both you and your child in danger so he prefers being in a one mile radius.

-Helicopter dad 99% of the time.

-There are however, times when he has to go to the agency or on patrols.

-And there are times when he has to answer to an emergency.

-This was one of those times.

-He was chilling on the couch while you basically slept on him, on hand massaging your lower back and one rubbing soft circles on your belly feeling the baby kick once in a while.

-He loves feeling them kick.

-They always do when he touches your belly.

-You told him that they already love him, “reacting to their daddy’s touch is a sign of pure affection”.

-Now many things happened at once.

-They gave a rather powerful kick, waking you up with a whine while his phone started ringing on the coffee table.

-He had to leave and you almost had to kick him out the door since he didn’t want to leave.

- “But why do I have to go???? I wanna stay with my babies!”

- “MIDORIYA IZUKU!”

-He came home really late that night and collapsed on the bed, wrapping you in his arms nuzzling into your hair before drifting off to sleep.

-It was one of those rare mornings when you woke up first, from a kick...again.

-You expected Izuku to be already awake but nope, he was snoozing.

-You really cherished these moments.

-You never truly got to see him really relax anymore, both with hero work and his constant worry for the baby he always had that wrinkle in between his brows.

-Even asleep.

-Last night’s fight must have taken a lot out of him.

-Getting restless you decided to nuzzle into his neck, leaving feather light on his shoulder, neck and jaw.

-He didn’t even stir.

-Trailing up his jaw you left a kiss on each cheek and two on his nose before cupping his face and peppering his forehead.

-The last kiss was on his lips, feeling him kiss back as he finally woke up.

- “Mmm good morning.”

-You just kissed his nose again making him scrunch it up.

-Placing his hands on your sides, his thumbs rubbed your belly as his lips followed their own trail along your face.

-You giggled as he explored your face letting out small whines every time he kissed a rather ticklish spot.

-He finally reached your lips giving you a long kiss and bringing you flush to his chest.

- “I wish I could wake up like this every morning.”

-Just then your kid decided it was a good time to sucker punch you in the liver, giving their father their own little good morning.

-Izuku chuckled at your groan and leaned down pecking your stomach.

- “Good morning to you too little one.”

Bonus

- “I think I might be having a kidney failure.”

- “Y/N come on don’t be dramatic.”

- “You want me to kick you in the balls?”

- “No.....”

- “Good now less talking more kisses.”

Todoroki Shouto

-Shouto having a day off is a blessing.

-Your daughters are angels whenever their dad is home wanting to let him relax.

-When I say that the twins are daddy’s girls I mean it.

-It’s not only about them getting what they want it’s also about loving their dad unconditionally.

-They don’t see him as the easy parent who will let them go on with their shenanigans unbothered.

-They just see him less and really miss him so they usually do their best to give him a relaxed and happy afternoon or day off.

-So when he told you that he was taking the week off you guys were so excited.

-Your girls even though they were like three stayed calm and collected, dawning their dad’s infamous poker face when he came home that night, playing quietly on the living room floor.

-The night was really quiet.

-You knew that the girls were excited and were bubbling with energy, they talked your ear off when you broke the news to them but they also wanted their dad to relax.

-Really you could never truly understand them.

-They were the most considerate toddlers you have ever met.

-Since they know that their parent’s jobs are hard, since you are both in the hero business, they always restrained themselves.

-The toddlers Fuyumi or Natsuo described while the babysat, the constantly arguing and bickering twins, were a far cry from what you saw at home.

-Sure they had their slip ups but they were generally well behaved.

-The did crawl onto their dad’s lap though at the end of the night, snuggling into his relative sides and snoozing off almost immediately.

-The next morning you woke up first.

-Todoroki was sleeping almost on you, his arms around your waist as his head was buried into your neck.

-He looked really tired last night, poor baby must have been exhausted.

-You moved some of his hair from his eye tracing the red skin of his scar with your fingertip.

-Long into your relationship he had told you that he felt self conscious about his scar.

- “Not many people will find this attractive, I-I think you could do much better than this.”

-From that day on you had made it your mission to make sure he knew you loved him, scar and all.

-Leaving a few kisses on his forehead you raised his head slightly bringing your lips to the scarred tissue of his eye as you left feather light kisses on the red skin.

-When his grip on your waist tightened you let his head rest back on your chest and whispered a soft I love you.

-That’s when you heard the pitter patter of little feet on the marble floor of your home.

-Whispers could be heard from outside your door and only caught the words ‘breakfast’ and ‘you’re stupid’, before your bedroom door opened ever so slightly.

-Two heads of fluffy hair, one snow white and one fiery red, walked in and made their way to your bed.

-You stifled your laughter as one of your three year olds tripped over one of Shouto’s shoes grabbing onto her sister for support.

-You could feel the glare the white haired girl gave to her twin without having to see it.

-They made their way to your side of the bed, locking eyes with you and waddling to you as quietly as possible.

-They both gave you a few kisses before looking at their dad who was completely oblivious to all this.

-You motioned to them to go around the bed and climb on from his side.

-The twins nodded and before you knew it the two of them were looming over Shouto.

-You kinda expected them to plop down on him and give him a heart attack but you melted when your girls just laid their heads on their dad’s back.

-Shouto stirred at the extra weight but he didn’t wake up.

-After like ten minutes of your snuggling, the twins got restless and started their master plan of waking their father up.

-One of them settled fully on his back while the other moved some of his hair from his eyes, like you had done previously.

-Then the assault began.

-Soft kisses on his forehead, cheeks, under his eye, on his nose.

-Really anywhere they could reach.

-Soon enough Shouto woke up a smile adorning his features as he slowly wiggled out of your arms, placing the twins between the two of you.

-He rested his chin on your white haired daughter and brought an arm over both of them reaching for your hand on the other side.

- “Good morning snowflakes.”

- “Good morning daddy.”

-He made all of you snuggle with him for half an hour before scooping his girls into his arms and walking out the door to make breakfast.

-One of his top mornings no doubt.

Bonus

- “We tried to make breakfast.”

- “But Ren burned the toast.”

- “And you froze the juice.”

- “My little girls are not the best cooks huh?”

-*incoherent mumbling*

Mirio Togota

-To say that Mirio is busy is an understatement.

-Being the owner of a large hero agency and doing his own hero work on the side even though he no longer has his quirk really takes a toll on him.

-Having a four year old son didn’t make things easier.

-He wanted to be there for his child like his father was there for him.

-He hits him really hard when he comes home one night and he finds his son sleeping on the living room couch clearing waiting for him to come home.

-Until recently the two of them had a ritual before they went to bed.

-Your son said that it scared the nightmares away.

-But a handful of paperwork had fallen into Mirio’s hands forcing him to stay longer at the agency, missing his son’s bedtime by two hours.

-It was the first night that you ad let him wait for Mirio knowing how ever since their small ritual stopped happening , nightmares had been keeping the little boy awake.

-But alas sleep had won him over and now he was being carried to bed by his dad.

-Mirio almost had a breakdown later saying that he was a horrible father.

-You had to calm him down by giving him some examples of him being an amazing dad before luring him to bed.

-Later that night your son woke up from a nightmare, trembling and crying out for his parents.

-He spent the night in your bed, Mirio placing him in the middle bringing him flush to his chest.

-He calmed down rather quickly and was asleep in no time, you two following suit soon after.

-The next morning you woke up to small kisses on your forehead as chubby hands held your cheeks.

-It was the cutest thing you had ever seen.

-Big blue eyes looked back at you as you opened your eyes, a small twinkle in them.

-You brought him into a hug, rubbing his back softly as your other hand reached out to grab Mirio’s under the sheets.

-After a mini cuddle session with mini Mirio you motioned to big Mirio and winked at your son.

-Slowly getting up you straddled his hips as you placed your son gently on his chest.

-He let out a low grunt but only placed a hand on your hip turning his head to the side.

-Then you dove in.

-You left small kisses on his jaw, cheeks and lips while your son hugged him really really tightly.

-Your kiss attack continued until Mirio’s giggles bounced off the walls, his arms shooting up to wrap around your back, trapping both of you in his embrace.

-It was his turn to attack you both with kisses, not holding back at all.

-Really your plan kinda back fired.

-When you finally got up almost an hour later, Mirio had that proud smile on his face.

- “Maybe I’m not that bad of a dad after all.”

-You just kissed him again a little more passionate now that you were out of your son’s sight.

Bonus

- “W-when did you come down? I didn’t hear you coming down the stairs.”

- “He has your quirk you dummy!”

- “Don’t call dad a dummy!”

- “Go put some pants on you shrimp!”

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pyrefell · 3 years

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Helllo!!! I’m loving your headcanons so far!!!

Do you have any general personalities descriptions for your boys yet?

a of all, bsdaifjkbfjkowp thank you!!! b of all, im sorry this took so long?? i rewrote it like 3 times & it still might change bc im indecisive. also it turned into a lil bit of a headcanon post. i hope its understandable?

once again i am struck with the fact that the boys need nicknames. hmm.

UNDERTALE:

Sans: Guy who is deliberately and unabashedly Cringe. Overall, fairly laid back. However, he still prefers to maintain distance between himself and most people. It was already a natural facet of his personality but it was exacerbated by the Timeline Jank. People tend to forget he’s as smart as he is, they don’t think he’s stupid, they just mostly know that funnyman side of him. If you're a dick to Papyrus, he's gonna be a dick to you.

Papyrus: Things are so exciting and fascinating to him, even the most mundane things. Despite seeming completely oblivious to things that seem completely obvious, he's very smart and deceptively cunning. Even though he knows how people see him (a big loud child) and he doesn't get quite the reception his brother does, he knows he'll win them over one day! He tries to avoid thinking about how lonely he actually is. It’s fine. He knows Sans is dealing with something (he won’t tell him what) but he figures he doesn’t need much else on his plate.

UNDERSWAP:

Sans: In this post, I mentioned that he's kind of always naturally been the more outgoing brother and that he's taken on this much more outgoing and bubbly persona as a result of the impact the timelines have had on him. He's competitive in a more aggressive way (maybe not quite the right word to use but), by which I mean he's kind of a sore loser sometimes. Also? He's a huge flirt, he's pretty skilled in the art of flustering.

Papyrus: Also in this post, I said that he's pretty chill until the conversation turns to something he's passionate about, then he reaches True Papyrus Volume Levels (and Chaos Levels). He is fairly relaxed, yes, but part of it is compensating for how awkward he can be. He gets embarrassed really easy, even something as small as misunderstanding something that was said. However! He’s a pretty popular artist online! Though he uses a pseudonym, being recognized and talked to by a stranger in public is not something he would look forward to.

UNDERFELL:

Sans: He’s cruel and crude, that’s kind of his whole thing. He’s not really the best at keeping a hold on his temper (though there’s a few other factors at play there). Keeping up the whole tough guy persona is the number one priority thus he doesn’t deal much with his emotions or inner turmoil or any of that other crap. Like US!Sans, he’s a flirt, except his flirting is mostly crude comments and jokes. And yet, somehow it works? Guy who is a disaster. He’s oddly nostalgic, mostly about his relationship with Papyrus. He wishes he could have been a better brother, but it seems like their relationship is too far gone.

Papyrus: He also doesn’t have the best control of his temper but he has an image to keep, one of a cruel and cold Royal Guard Captain. He didn’t used to be like this, but it’s necessary for his survival. He’s still surprisingly empathetic, something that could never really be beat out of him. HUGE perfectionist nearly to the point of it being debilitating. He oscillates between hating how weak he is and desperately wanting to be able to be weak. While he acts prideful about his ‘work’ int the Royal Guard, he is genuinely prideful about things like his cooking. Often to the point of arrogance.

SWAPFELL:

Sans: He’s seen as very cold and calculating, well-spoken. But he also knows when and how to turn on the charm. That’s how he’s even made it this far in life, it’s vital to his survival. He can also be very prideful, particularly in his position as Queen Toriel’s right hand and in his ability to remain cool in high stress situations. He’s well aware of how overprotective he is with Papyrus, he’s terrified of how cruel the world is and terrified that he’s stunted him to the point of not being able to cope with it.

Papyrus: He’s deathly shy. If it were safe/a good idea to use his own brand of shortcuts to get out of situations, by god would he. He, like his non-Fell counterpart, thrives in the relative anonymity of being online. Past that barrier of shyness, he’s excitable and surprisingly jovial. He tries to find some reason to be at least content, he thinks it helps Sans worry less (even if it doesn’t really). He’s actually pretty mischievous, though only dares to pull pranks on his brother.

HORRORTALE:

Sans: Horribly cynical and jaded. He’s working on it, even if he doesn’t particularly want to sometimes. He’s not home, so to speak, most of the time. He’s easily frustrated by the gaps in his memory, then he forgets why he’s frustrated and gets even more upset. He’s naturally very wary of everyone else and again, very much prefers to keep distance between himself and most everyone he comes into contact with.

Papyrus: He definitely tries to hide everything behind a happy demeanor, he tries to fix everything for just about anyone (especially his brother) without any fuss and tries to make it seem like he’s totally fine. There’s also this sense of jadedness, he tries to curb it but sometimes it still slips out. He still tries to act like himself, like he’d been before the Famine, but it’s exhausting and he’ll eventually come to terms with the fact that he’s no longer the same.

HORRORSWAP:

Sans: His competitive nature has morphed more into him being more of an aggressive hothead (though not quite to the level of UF!Sans). He’s really self-conscious about his new stutter and bringing it up frustrates him the same way treating him like a child had before. He has terrible mood swings, he can ruin his own day over nothing and it kills him. He’s really trying to get better, but he still has a hard time being honest with people.

Papyrus: He’s gotten pretty cynical since the Famine, he puts part of the blame on himself (if only he'd just been brave for once), even though he knows there's not really a whole lot he could have done. He’s even quieter than he used to be, he’d prefer if he could just fade into the background. He hates how much he stands out in any crowd and tries to avoid going out at all costs. The only one who can get him out is Sans because at least they can ignore everyone else and concern themselves with each other.

HORRORFELL:

Sans: He’s...mean. Like. He tends to be a major jackass. He can’t help but think well, humans aren’t exactly gonna wanna know a monster, much less him. And hey! Might just help keep his newly expanded family safe! He ain’t complainin’! He’s really just bitter about how things have gone for him and his brother (and about how things will likely go in the future). For as many dark jokes he makes to Frisk and Aliza, he’d be the first one to come to their rescue, he’s just that kind of friend.

Papyrus: He’s fairly quiet these days, but don’t think he’s not going to find some way to give you some kind of attitude. He’s been putting a lot of work into taming his anger, which is no small task considering everything. He still has his moments, but he prides himself in being able to cool off and keep himself somewhat calm. He still hasn’t been able to do much about his perfectionism, in fact it’s gotten worse, but he’s trying. And he, like his brother, is extremely protective of his little family, and god help anyone who dares try anything.

A B-Bonus????

UF!Comic Papyrus: (he’s the only one with a nickname...lol) Reggie here struggles a lot with who he is as a person, is he more Sans? More Papyrus? An even 50/50? Or is he someone else entirely? He’s introspective and hyper aware of his mannerisms, particularity in the ones he deems too Sans-like or too Papyrus-like. He’s not exactly the nicest, partially as a mechanism to keep people away (it’s just...easier that way). Reggie keeps to himself most of the time. He’s not shy though, he’s more than willing to speak his mind, even if it comes out more crass than it was intended.

#undertale headcanons #undertale #underswap #underfell #swapfell #horrortale #horrorswap #horrorfell #sans #papyrus #comic papyrus #ratsoh-writes #as always im not sure im happy w this but im not letting myself fuck w it any longer lol.#i was gonna add the bros from my own au but. ive never talked about them #maybe youll see them some other time

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snkpolls · 3 years

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SnK Episode 66 Poll Results (for Manga Readers)

The poll closed with 244 responses. Thank you to everyone who participated!

Please note that these are the results for the Manga Readers’ poll. If you wish to see the results for the Anime Only Watchers’ poll, click here.

RATE THE EPISODE 238 Responses

“Assault” was a total hit with the fans, with 93.7% of respondents rating it a 4 or 5. Nobody gave the lowest rating this week, and only a couple of people weren’t as impressed with the episode.

I wasn’t a fan of previous episode but GOD I’M BACK TO HYPE! This episode was so full of awesome scenes that picking just one favourite and one that made me most emotiona seems unfair

Incredible improvement. Almost reminded me of Season 1 with all the impact/shockwave flair at times

Was amazing

THIS IS THE BEST BY FAR AND EVERY CHAPTER IS FREAKING GOOD

It was a banger

One of the best episodes in the ENTIRE SERIES. At first i was skeptical because the cgi often kept throwing me off but i was PLEASENTLY surprised how fantastic the last episode was

it was awesome

So proud of MAPPA with what they've done so far! Appreciate them! 💕

It was breathtaking and MAPPA did tje manga justice!

WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING ACTION MOMENTS WAS YOUR FAVORITE? 237 Responses

Armin making his entrance by blowing up the harbor took the edge this week, with 28.7% most hyped up about the scene. Following closely behind with 26.2% of the vote is Eren using Porco as a nutcracker to eat the War Hammer Titan. 19.8% most enjoyed watching Mikasa fillet Porco’s legs, and 17.3% liked the scene where Sasha and Jean help take down Pieck and the Panzer Unit.

Jean vs. Pieck was epic!

Levi was so awesome! It was great hearing his voice again, just everything about him made my day. this episode was perfect <3

NUTCRACKEREN

WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING MOMENTS MADE YOU FEEL THE MOST EMOTIONAL? 237 Responses

To counter the breathtaking action this week, some scenes also brought out our emotions. 25.7% were most affected by Gabi and Falco desperately calling out for Reiner to save Porco and help them. 20.7% felt the same pain as Mikasa as she watched Eren brutally kill another person. 15.6% were pained to see Armin’s reaction to his horrific action of destroying the harbor. At some smaller percentages, people were also emotionally touched by these scenes, in order: Seeing the Panzer unit’s pictures in their cabins, Porco’s desperate pleas for Eren to stop using him to kill Lara Tybur, and Reiner’s continued desire to end his own life.

Seeing hange onscreen again has added 100 years to my lifespan.

ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW EERIE DID YOU FIND THIS IMAGE OF THE WAR HAMMER TITAN? 232 Responses

Overall people weren’t too spectacularly creeped out by the haunting image of the War Hammer Titan at the beginning of the episode. About 45.7% of respondents feel they’ve seen things much creepier, while about 33.7% felt it was more close to the thing of nightmares. 20.7% were simply somewhere in the middle.

REGARDLESS OF HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT GABI’S CHARACTER, HER SEIYUU TRULY WENT ALL IN ON HER SCREAMS FOR REINER. ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW BONE CHILLING WAS HER PERFORMANCE? 228 Responses

Gabi’s seiyuu truly sold this scene and the fandom seems to overwhelmingly agree that she did a fantastic job, with nearly 93% of respondents ranking her performance a 4 or 5. Only a small handful were less enthused, finding the screams more annoying than impressive.

I’m usually a defender of Gabi, but Falco and Gabi’s screaming annoyed the f out of me

SOME FANDOM SPACES SEEM TO BE MORE POSITIVELY RECEPTIVE ABOUT THE CGI IN THIS EPISODE. WHERE DO YOU FALL ON THE SPECTRUM? 225 Responses

After much disappointment in the previous episode’s usage of CGI, people in the fandom are feeling a lot more pleased with it this week, with no one even ranking its usage as a 1. The majority felt that MAPPA did a good job, likely hoping that the trend continues.

I Thought the CGI Section in the opening bits looked incredibly wonky, But after that it was used well.

I've been fairly tepid on the CGI while acknowledging its necessity. However, this episode used in amazingly after I was a bit dissapointed with its use last week. Very satisfied with pretty much everything this episode.

DID MAPPA DO ONYANKOPON JUSTICE? 228 Responses

Onyankopon finally makes his appearance and the fandom is overwhelmingly positive about MAPPA’s character design for him, with just over 87% of respondents either stating they are super happy with the design or that they’re straight up starstruck and in love. Only a small handful felt he could have been done a little better.

Nailed it! Though I had to come back and see him in the rewatch. Was too focused on Hange and Armin.

I honestly don’t care as he’s a relatively minor character in the manga

They did onion coupon really damn well

ONION COUPON!!!

He is significantly more bad ass looking than I assumed he would be

He looks super cool but his voice is too soft.

He looks even more like Finn than in the manga, and as a John Boyega fan I think that's a good thing!

Onion

Idc about his appearance, hope his character will just be portrayed correctly.

MAPPA HAS AVOIDED KEEPING IN SOME OF THE IMPLICATIONS THAT ZEKE COULD BE WORKING WITH ANYONE BUT MARLEY UP UNTIL THIS POINT. WHAT DO YOU THINK - WILL ANIME ONLY VIEWERS BE THROWN TOTALLY OFF GUARD NEXT WEEK? 223 Responses

One of the joys for some manga readers when the anime seasons are running is seeing the way that our anime-only counterparts react to the story developments. One of the big plot twists next week will be that Zeke was working with Eren/The Survey Corps and people are eagerly anticipating the fan reaction to the revelation. 44.4% feel that anime only watchers will be totally thrown off guard and that MAPPA has done an excellent job of concealing this plot twist. 27.4% feel similarly positive about the fan reactions for this reveal, though a little disappointed there was a bit less room to theorize. 14.8% aren’t sure as they don’t really keep up with anime-only fan reactions, and a few either feel they’ve probably already pieced it together, or just don’t care.

The Jaw might be down for the count, but jaws will still drop next ep.

I've been watching reactions from anime only people for this season and some are definitely putting together correctly that Zeke is in on the plan.

I listen to an “Anime only” podcast Where are you they literally called Zeke working with Paradis, but I’m not sure about others.

I've already seen several theorize that Zeke is working with Paradis. The suspicious nature of his death in this episode clinched it for some of them.

Some of them will be surprised, but the ones who watch the anime more carefully and like to think about things most likely know that Zeke might work with Paradis.

MAPPA ADDED PICTURES OF THE PANZER UNIT TO THE INSIDE OF THEIR CABINS. DO YOU THINK THIS MADE THEIR DEATHS MORE EMOTIONAL? 227 Responses

A small addition, but impactful nonetheless. 53.7% felt more saddened about the Panzer Unit’s deaths after seeing how strong their bond with each other was (or, alternatively, how hard all of the boys simped after Pieck). 37.4% agree that it added just a little more depth to the characters, though it ultimately didn’t do anything to move them too much emotionally. A handful don’t care or were just salty about the addition in general.

Their screen time was short in general. It was a nice touch, definitely made me pause to get a better look and feel a bit bad for them.

That, and them screaming for Pieck as they get blown up :( amazing additions.

I gotta be honest, I didn't even notice until I saw this question. I was too busy screaming over Sasha being amazing. It's a nice addition though.

Yes. It shows that the marleyan warriors were not emotionless monsters, but they had their lives, families, friends and were normal people overall. I felt really sorry for them.

I didn't notice until I saw this question, but I do think it adds to the sadness.

I was upset by their deaths because they and Pieck were a team and looked out for each other

I loved to see it! It really added more to their characters. The entire Panzer unit being Pieck simps, that is.

They cut out the scene where the bullet actually HIT Carlo.

it just shows once again how complicated attack on titan is and how much their actions have consequences. no side is innocent

ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW DISAPPOINTED ARE YOU THAT MAPPA CUT THE PANEL OF PORCO SANDWICHED BETWEEN BURGER-CONSUMING PIECK AND COFFEE-DRINKING ZEKE? 225 Responses

In the manga, we see a shot of Porco having a meal with Pieck and Zeke while he becomes distraught over the assault on his comrades. MAPPA omitted it, though for the most part fans didn’t really seem to care. Only about 21% of respondents felt something was missing without the small flashback, while the rest were indifferent or felt it never really fit in anyway.

ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW HAPPY ARE YOU ABOUT THE INCLUSION OF AN EXTRA LINE FROM PIECK TELLING FALCO TO RUN AWAY? 228 Responses

As expected of the fandom, they agree that any new Pieck content is good content. Even though it was a small one-liner addition, the vast majority were very pleased with MAPPA’s scripting of this moment. Only a small handful felt it was unnecessary.

EREN USING PORCO AS A NUTCRACKER WAS SOMETHING THAT SURPRISED A LOT OF US WHEN THE CORRESPONDING CHAPTER WAS PUBLISHED. WHICH MEDIU, DO YOU THINK THE SCENE HAD A BIGGER IMPACT IN? 227 Responses

A rare occurrence, but the fandom seems to agree that MAPPA excelled at adapting this scene and made it even more impactful than it was in the manga, with nearly 50% stating that they preferred the anime’s take on this moment. 35.7% feel that the impact was of equal strength in both mediums, and only 10.1% still prefer the original manga portrayal.

I feel like the anime dragged it out a little bit and some angles were meh bc the cgi was more noticeable. I'll have to go back to the chapter to see how many panels were dedicated to the scene

Porco's seiyuu SOLD it.

I think both are pretty equal but hearing Porco scream and beg for Eren to stop made it a bit more nerve racking.

titan eren’s face during the nutcracker bit was legit terrifying in a way I can’t quite explain

The music, the voice acting, the scary CGI attack Titan. This scene was impeccably strong! I give it 100%

I felt more surprised in the manga because i didnt expect it, but in the anime porcos reaction made it more horrifying

Hearing Porco made it even more impactful

Ngl, I was much more grossed out watching it animated than in manga form. Just all that blood and the swallowing...*shudders*

Eren was absolutely in the right here

The swallowing noises and the weird thick blood was absolutely disgusting 10/10

PIECK AND JEAN ARE CURRENTLY WORKING TOWARD THE SAME GOAL OF KILLING EREN IN CURRENT MANGA EVENTS. DO YOU THINK SHE’S FORGIVEN HIM FOR HIS CONTRIBUTION TO THE ATTACK ON HER AND THE PANZER UNIT DURING THE EVENTS OF THE LIBERIO ATTACK? 225 Responses

Unrelated to the episode itself, but remembering that Jean was partially responsible for the deaths of people Pieck loved was something that had us thinking, and we were curious what others thought as well. 39.1% feel that Pieck would never be able to forgive Jean for his part in the assault, but is big enough to move on and leave it in the past. 25.3% don’t want to make a call either way, as Isayama hasn’t done much to explore this facet of her character. 14.2% feel she’s moved past it completely and has forgiven Jean for his role. Smaller percentages either felt she doesn’t hold him responsible at all, or that she will always resent him and is only working with him insofar as to reach her own goals.

It's war.

dont care fuck pieck

I mean there's no indication that Isayama has even considered this in my opinion so the answer is completely speculative. So like my answer is "She forgot and moved on" :D

She still has a pain in her heart after losing the Panzer Unit, they were her friends after all. But Pieck is smart and she understand why Jean did that. Also, the world is in fire so she doesn't have a time to think about it now.

The Alliance characters are not allowed to keep grudges (thought at least it fits for Pieck)

The scene with Panzer Unit was so powerful in anime that it detroyed all my Jeanpiku hopes I had after the last chapter :’) I think Pieck could come to an understanding and blame others more than Jean but I’m not sure if she’s ready to fully forgive

I think that Pieck doesn't hold Jean responsible, understanding that it wasn't personal and just counts it as a tragedy from the war.

Pieck seems to be really understanding character and full of empathy. She’ll forgive Jean as soon as he shows he’s sorry for what happened (and he probably really is as long as he hates the idea of killing people)

WHICH SCENE FROM THE PREVIEW ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO? 233 Responses

We’ve got a heavy episode coming, and a number of things to look forward to. As expected, 40.8% are most anticipating the scene where Sasha dies by Gabi’s gunshot. 31.3% are looking forward to seeing Levi confront and arrest Eren. 23.6% are most looking forward to the big reveal that Zeke was working with Eren all along. Only a small handful are looking forward to the Gabi and Falco content before they board the blimp.

I'm NOT ready for the next ep...

ADDITIONAL COMMENTS ON THE EPISODE?

This is where the fun begins both in anime only reactions and in seeing fantastic scenes brought to life.

So good. Chills everywhere. Watched it so many times and still getting chills. The 3 minute sequence starting from Armin blowing up the port up to Pieck falling from the rooftop is mindblowingly good. Perfection.

I remember being really sad when the WHT left the plot so quickly in the manga because it had the best titan design imo. I know we've seen her again in the recent chapters, but the WHT was even better with Lara seen controlling it. She looked so cool, calm and collected in that crystal the whole time. RIP Lara Tybur :(

Ost are awesome !

Thought it was the best episode of season 4 so far. They kinda gave Hange the mappa egg head syndrome in their first full face shot though.

It was phenomenal!! And really, if people still don't understand why Gabi goes off, they have their head in the clouds. Everything was so visceral and I genuinely felt fear for the warriors. It moved so quickly just back to back; I could taste the kids desperation.

I think ending the episode with Reiner transformed is misleading yet strategic since it will tear apart the audience in the next episode.

This was the best episode by far! For a long time I couldn't get over how awesome the attack on Fort Slava in the first episode was and it remained my favorite, but this episode potrayed the war so well and you could totally feel the terror of the war with them!

So, so, so, so good. I was surprised by how emotional I got over it. Mappa is really making everything hit so hard!

Loved the episode! I believe this adaptation has even improved on some scenes (like Armin's tranformation and Gabi's screams), the ost and voice acting give it so much more power and the CGI looks better than in previous episodes. Really looking forward to ep 8 and the little surprises Mappa will give us with it

This episode was really great, the 1st to get me truly hyped. I was very disappointed last episode because it felt very underwhelming was I watched it, so much so I didn't even want to participate in the poll last week because there was enough negativity about it out there and I didn't want to add to it. After staying away from others opinions and having watched this week's episode i gave 65 a rewatch and I honestly think it's a good episode, with small flaws here and there. I guess all the negativity can really affect how we perceive this adaptation. I realized I watched that whole episode looking for any moment mappa had messed up, moments that I knew people would complain about. This week I didn't and I enjoyed it a lot more. So even though it may not be like this for everyone, distancing yourself from all of the exaggerated "criticism" might just make you enjoy and appreciate it a lot more.

I still strongly dislike how the CG Attack Titan looks but this episode looked MUCH better than the previous one and was even better lit, IMO. Armin looked beautiful, the colossal titan looked amazing and Levi looked the best he's ever looked to me. JEAN! He looked so good and so did Sasha! I absolutely love the character design this season and everyone looked fantastic. Loved it!

makes me wish porco hadnt died

I think that I was so disappointed with the previous episode that I just lowered the bar. Either way I enjoyed this episode. I'm still very disappointed with the music choices and much they faded in the background even during climate scenes. But I did feel a lot better about the CGI specially since the barely used it in this episode aside from the titans. Oh man I cant wait the anime fandom reaction to Sasha getting shot.

The episode was much better than the previous one. I loved it. I loved the moment of horrifying silence after WHT was eaten. The lack of music made the scene more serious and dreadful. Gabi's seiyuu made an excellent work as well. I didn't know I was going to say that but I think that Armin is pretty hot. In the manga he still has his cute baby looks, but MAPPA made his appearance more mature. Now I feel jealous of Annie ;P

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vardasvapors · 6 years

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Do you have any Lindon headcanons, if so please throw ALL of them at me because I have zero and it's terrible. This was more Elrond-centric bc I've been trying to fill in that thousand-year gap between Elros and war but then I realised how LITTLE I can actually picture of... the biggest Elven kingdom in Middle-earth... Galadriel's off collecting fairie court campsites, and Celebrimbor's kickstarting a magic object Renaissance, and what's every other elf doing this millennium? I just don't know!

omg i’ve lazily on-and-off thought about making a wip list of vague Lindon headcanons before so this is the perfect excuse. hope you don’t mind me limiting this to just the timeframe you mentioned, or this post would be WAY too long, instead of just regularly too long:

First: observe, my Lindon tag! It’s not very long, but

This and especially this are some of my favorite headcanon visuals for Second Age Mithlond as a capital city. Starting as a giant camp for everyone who escaped from Beleriand, lots of flux, more like a RL city than most Tolkien cities: gorgeous, but very disorganized, patchwork, built up ad-hoc, happenstance and convenience slowly rising into districts. All the people stopping in it or passing through it, either east or west, leave another layer of their presence there. um….I still haven’t read invisible cities despite buying it because of bamboocounting like….months ago. Anyway it’s 90% turned to dust by LOTR.

With abruptly going from lush inland forested river-filled Ossiriand to this newly-formed bluff-edged shoreland with a huge new saltwater gulf splitting it down the middle, I headcanon it being a pretty big mess for decades. Before Galadriel took a lot of them to Eregion, I picture all the characters you mention spending a lot of time on fixing up – collecting and reuniting scattered people, building houses, establishing diplomatic ties and supply chains, etc.

eg: there is very little formality or ingrained institutions and no palaces full of comforts let alone luxuries for at LEAST a century, thanks

BUT, the fixing-up period being mostly a very happy time! Like, I think there was certainly a ton of hardship and stress with trying to keep people fed and housed in this chaotic near-post-apocalyptic situation while new villages and stuff were built, and fighting stray dark creatures who had also escaped, but still a lot of general relief and feelings of being insanely fortunate and curious exploration, finally free from being under constant overwhelming threat again even if this peace is quite a different kind from the peace before Morgoth returned, going hand-in-hand with the work, and building together as a conduit for bonding and feasting etc – and celebration and joy as deliberate defiance against the loss and grief and war they suffered. I think this real-world thing would fit it well.

Not a very big population at first, since not a lot survived at all, and most of the elves went to Eressea and most of the humans went to Numenor, and most of the Sindar who remained went east. I headcanon the early “kingdom” as more…scattered villages along the shore with a large but transient population concentration around the Havens because most of those were just looking for their friends and relatives and waiting for seats to open up on the constant flood of ships heading west, and when the passengers finally dwindle down this distribution has taken root and multiplied, but not a really powerful force until post-The Mariner’s Wife.

After the establishment period, now that it FINALLY isn’t a time of war, after centuries of it, elves start having babies all over the fucking place, and all the accoutrements that go with it. Dozens of new and half-forgotten festival days that are literally just giant bacchanalias, zillions of weddings, society shifting to be very oriented towards sex and romance and children and child-rearing, rather than warfare, etc. With this showing up a lot in their songs, and art, and lifestyle, etc.

One of the most delightful Lindon-adjacent nuggets in the Histories of Middle Earth I think is that elves of Lindon spent at least 50 years, if not more, ferrying the Edain to Numenor. I won’t repeat the tag ramble I appended to that passage here, but just… *blows kisses off fingers* it’s so absurd and fitting….I think of this as a big post-war self-image thing, the cataclysm and Morgoth’s defeat just so utterly scrambling their view of the world and their role in it. >_o

Speaking of that, not a lot of cultural continuity between the Noldor of the First Age and the Noldor of Lindon. The people of Cirdan and therefore at first for Gil-galad were the Falathrim, so I hc that especially after lots of Noldor left for Tol Eressea and Eregion the dominant culture of Lindon was a blendy Falathrim twist.

But that’s mostly just dominant as a plurality – the real “main culture” of Lindon is the hodge-podge mixture itself. Exiles who stayed because they wanted to, exiles who stayed because they are ex-Feanorians or otherwise can’t face going back or aren’t allowed. Descendants of exiles, mixed Noldor/Sindar elves who weren’t even born during the early Silm. Noldor who feel totally alienated from everything, Noldor who feel more connected to their fellow people of Sirion than to the Noldor generally. Survivors of Gondolin, survivors of Nargothrond, Sindar who didn’t want to go east, Edain who didn’t go to Numenor, Edain who are just waiting around to go to Numenor, Dwarves who had to leave the Blue Mountains due to them being broken up in the war, other peoples of all kinds, who all scrambled convergently to Lindon to flee the incoming war and water like ants. The areas of Lindon, and the districts of Mithlond, array themselves as reflections of, or deliberate eschewings of, the weird headlong rush into intertwining and splitting apart and morphing into new things that characterizes late Silm-era dynamics and groups.

In addition to pre-existing Falathrim attitudes about the sea, a major cultural/religious/etc tradition would spring up in Lindon in relation to the sea – the destructive, overwhelming, healing, saving, unfathomable, un-tameable, enticing, perilous sea that broke the earth, yet cleansed it, destroyed both enemies and homes, the place that now holds everything that Beleriand was in its depths, the place that deliverance came from. Kind of a less cynical but still very terrified version of Voronwë’s complete lack of chill about it. Sea-longing and going to sea and either never coming back or not coming back the same carves out a major place in their understanding of the world. One of the Standard Identities available to a segment of the popular in Lindon is like, “oh, he’s Waiting For A Ship,” An overlap of understanding grows between them and the Numenoreans over this. Ahem. Feel free.

eg: great Implied Significance for the new shoreline and the gulf of Lhûn as the place where Beleriand broke off and sank. References to these places as idioms to refer to being just past the furthest reach of a calamity, or a now-innocuous reminder of past calamity, or the duality of homecoming and escape

also eg: “lmao X is as unpredictable as the Lhûn amirite #microclimates”

the Numenoreans love them, but are sort of boggled by them. They have the same strange varied mixture and mood swings of cheer and gloom and Issues as the ex-Exiles and ex-Sindar of Tol Eressea, but the Numenoreans don’t entirely understand why they stuck with Middle Earth, for after a few generations have passed, the Numenoreans can only really guess, from their own lore, what having life experiences that were once concurrent with the long-distant sufferings of their Edain ancestors might be like. The Tol Eressean elves, on their island of release, are easier to understand, they’re sort of like us! But what of these weirdos back east – and that way lies the peril of like…you know. Everything wild, that Numenor is not

ETA: Later, when they realize the shadow has returned, this slow kind of infuriated disillusioned backslide…like, really? really? again? and the buildup back to war being really grim and depressing, though a minority of them always knew something like this would happen again. And rising conflict short of outright hostility with Eregion. People relearning to be soldiers again…or generals…

#vaporous answers #lindon #the silmarillion #second age #long post #sorry this isn't SUPER isolatedly-headcanony most of my headcanons would work better in fic #i didn't want to make this post any longer for off-topic rambling that probably only you are looking for atm!#but #if you are still looking specifically for elrond stuff the two main points i think are:#'Time was when a squirrel could go from tree to tree from what is now the Shire to Dunland west of Isengard.#In those lands I journeyed once and many things wild and strange I knew. But I had forgotten Bombadil'#and #remember how the numenoreans started preparing the coasts bc the elves asked them to aid middle earth. but then they became assholes #long before the war with sauron #i'm wondering if anyone has any ideas about how elrond and tar-aldarion might have gotten along lmao

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rorykillmore · 6 years

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okay i wanted to sneak in before dinner and post this next gift for @larkspear in case they needed something nice after getting back for the movies. they requested some post-denny au stuff for heather and veronica and i was tHRILLED bc post-denny aus are some of my favorite things to do (as evidenced by the fact that i tend to go on and on about them whenever i get the chance to write them). we’ve talked before about the cast going back to madeline’s world with her so that’s what i went with. DOUBLE the discourse.

so spear, i hope you’re having a great christmas because you more than deserve it. i know you’ve had a lot to work through this year and i’m glad you’ve had the space to get support and validation, and equally grateful that you’ve given those things to me whenever i’ve needed them. i feel like i can talk to you about p. much anything without worrying about being judged and like i was saying to jay... that’s pretty rare for me, and you really have become one of my best friends over this past year (thank GOD for homecoming!). anyway thank you so much for the memestreams and entertaining dctv liveblogs and wonderful rp dynamics -- and just being such a considerate and giving friend in general. nighttrap has done a lot to put me in a bit of a healthier place this year and i’ll always be grateful to you guys.

“If we’re tagging along with you guys while you fucking elope, we’d better be going somewhere nice.”

In all actuality, Heather is a bit less sure of this ‘let’s just say fuck everything and hop through a rift to another world’ idea than she pretends to be. It’s easy to act confident, angrily confident because what the fuck do they owe their world anyway, where Heather herself is dead and Veronica is dogged by maybe-not-so-metaphorical ghosts and all anyone’s ever done is screw them over, anyway.

Still. She’s not entirely sure how many times anyone has actually done anything like this before. It might be against some kind of weird, unspoken rifter code (but fuck that, too).

She tries not to be a little surprised when they mention their plan to the other Heathers, and Duke and McNamara decide they actually want to come along. Maybe Mac she can understand -- but somehow, even after all this time, she wasn’t expecting Duke to hate the idea of going back to Westerburg so vehemently.

They’ve all lost a lot, Heather supposes.

It’s just over a month ‘til graduation, so they all agree to wait until after then to try. Maybe it’s symbolic, or some shit. Mostly, it means that wherever they end up, they don’t have to do high school all over again.

“You think we should try Madeline’s world?” Heather muses dubiously when Veronica makes her suggestion.

Veronica shrugs, focusing on her locker -- they’re in the midst of end-of-the-year clean out. “Seems like our best bet. I mean, we know people there, and at least it sounds... relatively normal.”

She’s got a point, but Heather decides to be obnoxious just for the sake of it. She scrunches up her nose. “But what if everyone there’s... like her?”

Veronica nudges her pointedly for her trouble, and she tries not to laugh.

“Isn’t she from California?” Behind them, Heather Duke is practically audibly rolling her eyes. “If we’re tagging along with you guys while you fucking elope, we’d better be going somewhere nice.”

Heather resists the urge to snipe back at her for the ‘eloping’ jab. She hates that it’s actually kind of funny.

“Is it okay if I ask Rachel to come with us?” Heather Mac asks, a bit apprehensively. “She -- I don’t think she has anything very nice to go home to.”

Heather glances at Veronica, who nods carefully and says, “Okay, but don’t tell anyone else about this. Madeline says her friend can probably help us with all the... legal documentation and stuff, but the more people we bring through to literally show up out of thin air, the harder it’s gonna be.”

“I can’t believe we need someone to fake papers for us.” Heather turns to the others, smirking, as Veronica shuts her locker. “This is so illegal.”

“Unless Madeline’s world is a lot weirder than we’re assuming, I kind of doubt there’s any specific law against hopping through a rift and pretending we’ve lived there all our lives...” Veronica points out, but it’s a lost cause -- McNamara looks vaguely worried, and Duke is already snickering. Heather rolls her eyes, but can’t help but smile as she takes Veronica by the hand and starts for the exit.

They’ll never have to see Clairbourne again. It’s a relief, and just a little bit sad.

Monterey is definitely a different scene than Sherwood and Beacon Heights both. If anything, it’s more Heather’s scene -- more chic, less cutesy, and there’s something about the air that she likes. She’s always loved the ocean, but she’s never lived near one her entire life (Ohio’s just about as far away from that as you can get).

On the surface, it’s not all that different from the last world they were in, in that it’s basically the same time period and geography. There’s just... less weird shit. Heather’s hardly going to miss the rifts or the fucking clowns in the slightest, but some of the other stuff? Seeing Finley and Casimir every day on their way to school, hearing about Ratchet’s latest superhero bullshit on the news, the underclassmen friends she made at Clairbourne? Maybe.

Still, the moment they arrive, that worry she knows has been weighing them all down - the ‘one of us could get pulled back to our world at any moment, and not all of us would survive that’ one - is gone. That alone, Heather thinks, makes all of this worthwhile.

“Celeste would probably think I’m completely nuts if she hadn’t been in that other world too, for a little while,” Madeline mutters to them when she returns to where she left them at a little cafe near the beach. Heather kind of thinks Madeline’s nuts anyway, but for once she bites her tongue. “But it’s all arranged. You’re college students studying abroad, or -- you will be in the fall. We just need to work out where you’re staying.”

It makes sense to have Veronica stay with Madeline, since they’re already close. Heather might’ve preferred to be nearby - she’s so used to rooming with Veronica at this point, after all - but Madeline’s house, while big, is hectic enough on its own with her own teenage daughter spending half her time there (and a younger daughter and husband to boot).

So Heather goes with one of Madeline’s best friends, Celeste. It’s a logical fit because Celeste is an attorney, and Heather is planning on going to school for pre-law.

Logical it might be, but the arrangement doesn’t make sense to her in so many other ways.

Celeste lives alone with two little boys who are energetic and mischievous enough to drive Heather up a wall if she spends too much time around them. Her husband, apparently, died pretty recently -- it’s got the whole community shaken up, and Heather doesn’t like to ask many questions about it. By now she knows a sensitive subject when she sees one.

Especially since there are certain things about Celeste that remind her of -- well.

They bond, eventually. It just takes a little while -- until Heather decides that Celeste is soft but... steely in a way not many people would probably recognize.

Just like Madeline and Celeste, Veronica and Heather see each other often -- which is good, because now Veronica is not only Heather’s best friend, but someone she’s supposed to be figuring out a dating life with (still feels like a minefield, at times, but a minefield that’s worth every tentative step). Veronica seems... like she’s happy where she is. Or -- like she could be, one day. She helps out at Madeline’s community theater and bonds with Abigail and Chloe, and more and more these days, Heather thinks she’s starting to look less overshadowed.

Mac ends up with Madeline and Celeste’s third best friend, Jane, which is an arrangement Heather herself is dubious of at first (because Jane is what -- six or seven years older than them, at most, in spite of the fact that she has a little boy the same age as Chloe and the twins). But they seem to get along. Jane is chill enough to temper some of McNamara’s... McNamara-ness, and the relative simplicity of their day to day life seems to be something she takes to pretty well.

Duke’s staying with... well, actually, Heather’s not sure what anybody around here considers Renata Klein besides ‘an actual force of nature’. ‘Friend’ is probably accurate for all that she seems fiercely loyal to the others, in spite of how often her and Madeline seem to clash. In some ways, Heather can kind of see the similarities between her and Duke -- and she begrudgingly means that as a compliment. Still, sometimes too many similarities aren’t a good thing.

She’s wrong about that, too. If anything, they only make each other more unstoppable, and Amabella gets a kind of foster big sister who no bully of any age wants to mess with.

Rachel and Bonnie are basically the same artsy, serene person, as far as Heather can tell, so it makes sense that they end up together. Both effectively separated from The Discourse (as she and Veronica privately like to call it). Heather would envy her, except she herself has taken to this whole new life a little too well (and when has she ever gone out of her way to avoid conflict?).

It feels nice, on the days she allows it to. Instead of a clique, layered with power plays and subtle sabotage, they fall into sort of mirroring the circular structure of Madeline and her friends. Bound by -- well, what they’ve all been through, or whatever. Something stronger than Heather can put into words, even if she’d admit to it.

Maybe this, she thinks, is something she can trust to last.

“So, Renata’s organizing a fundraiser,” Madeline gripes one day while they’re out at the beach. They spend a lot of time there, these days -- all of them do, in varying combos, though today it’s just her, Celeste, Heather, Veronica, and Chloe and the twins.

Celeste lowers her sunglasses a fraction, so that her interest in Madeline’s gossip almost seems polite. It’s a skill that might be useful to learn, Heather thinks. “Another one?”

“Well, I don’t think anyone wants a repeat of -- last year.” Madeline finishes the statement kind of awkwardly, and Heather can’t help but exchange a brief glance with Veronica. The infamous Trivia Night. They both know Celeste’s husband died there, which is touchy enough by itself, but since it isn’t exactly the kind of thing either of them want to ask the women involved about, they have to rely on rumors instead.

And some of those rumors are wild.

“They’re talking about holding it on the beach, actually. Some kind of cookout thing?” Madeline continues. “And -- a talent show.”

“Oh dear.” Celeste sounds amused and doesn’t bother to match Madeline’s scandalized whisper. Until she sees the way Madeline’s looking at her. “ -- You don’t mean -- we don’t have to participate, do we?”

Heather sits bolt upright from where she’s sunning herself. She watches Veronica’s half-smile drop.

“Well, I don’t see how we can get out of it. We’re her friends, how is it going to look if we don’t back her?”

“Hold on a hot second,” Heather can’t help cutting in. “Do we have to participate?”

Madeline pauses, blinking at her. “-- Oh, no. Of course not!” She smiles in a way Heather doesn’t entirely trust. “Well, I mean...”

“What?” Veronica asks suspiciously.

“It’s just, since Renata’s running the whole thing, I’m sure Heather’s going to be involved. Heather Duke, that is. I thought you girls might enjoy some... friendly competition.”

She’s definitely looking directly at Heather, now, and Heather feels her own eyes narrow. She and Duke are friends now - better friends than they ever were back at Westerburg - but hell if she doesn’t feel that familiar, unshakable urge to be the best rising up in her again. She hates that Madeline is right.

Veronica seems to have come to the same conclusion, because right at that moment she grabs Heather by the wrist. “We’ll think about it!�� she says, rising and half-pulling Heather up with her. “Wanna go for a walk, Heather?”

“What?” It’s so abrupt that Heather doesn’t quite register the meaningful look Veronica is giving her at first -- she’s too busy griping about being tugged around, and brushing the sand off her. Then she clears her throat. “Uh -- I guess. Whatever. We’ll be back.”

Madeline and Celeste nod understandingly, though they don’t seem particularly fooled -- but Heather’s happy to ignore that for the moment as she trudges past the kids (in the midst of building a very lopsided sandcastle) and after Veronica.

“Did you seriously just do that?” she demands once they’re far enough away from the others.

Veronica gives her an innocent look. “Do what?”

“Run an -- intervention before I could agree to the talent show thing!”

“Heather, that’s not what running an intervention is.”

“Whatever. You intervened.”

“Well... you were gonna sign up for a talent show just to one up Duke.” Veronica sideglances her with the very specific purpose of giving her a Look. Which is totally unfair, Heather reasons, because Veronica doesn’t know for a fact that --

“Holy shit.” Reason finally catches up to her thoughts. “You’re right. You saved my life.”

Veronica looks almost smug now. “Thaaat’s more like it.”

Heather could give her a nudge or kick some sand at her for that, but instead she takes the much more underhanded route of sidling up close and linking their arms. Veronica tries to roll her eyes, but she softens just a little.

The perfect time for Heather to push her luck.

“So that’s a ‘no’ to the Jingle Bell Rock number I was already choreographing in my head.”

Just as planned, Veronica fails to stifle a laugh. “It’s fucking spring.”

“And?” Heather asks. “Are you telling me these people wouldn’t appreciate the Mean Girls reference regardless?”

They’ve both seen enough of modern high schools, by now, to get Heather’s point across. Veronica sucks the inside of her cheek briefly. “I guess I can’t argue with that.”

“No, you can’t.” Heather leans into her a little. “Especially since you’d look damn good in red.”

She doesn’t even try to hide the fact that she thinks her own joke (well, half-joke) is funny, which makes Veronica roll her eyes -- but she’s also blushing a little. She looks away, and at first Heather thinks she’s pretending to ignore her, but then she notices that Veronica’s gaze has drifted out to the ocean.

“I’m... glad we decided to come here,” she says suddenly, and just like that, the situation’s a whole lot less funny. Heather slows up a little.

“It was a good idea,” she admits, feeling as though she should say something more. Veronica, unfortunately, has a talent for making her uncharacteristically sappy, but that doesn’t mean she’s always good at saying sappy things. “...I’m glad you don’t ever have to go back home.”

The same goes for Duke and McNamara, really. Heather knows - or at least thinks - that they’d all be okay in the end. But she also knows there are some things people are better off not going back to.

“Yeah. Well,” Veronica says after a moment of silence, turning back to her. Heather loses track of whatever she was going to say at the affectionate, suddenly vulnerable way she looks at her. She thinks she knows what Veronica’s going to say before she says it. “This is home, now.”

And it is.

#fic #larkspear #christmas gifts #honestly big little lies/heathers was the disastrous combination that was meant to be #this is full of a lot of like... worldbuilding? au building #so i hope that worked

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the-grey-hunt · 7 years

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I PRESENT...CASTLE WHITESTONE! Open these in a new tab for the full effect - the files are real big and you can zoom in and read everything. There are also captions clarifying which floor is which.

Based/somewhat traced from the picture of the castle in the Tal’Dorei campaign guide, I have created a vague idea of what the inside of the castle might look like (post-Briarwoods), because I am like this. If you like this and wanna ask me about any other details, shoot me an ask! I’d love to talk about this more. This is also free for anyone to borrow as a reference for a story or whatever, should the need arise.

More details below the cut, because a lot of thought went into this!

So, this is mostly going to be me explaining various details that were too long to write in as notes on the actual map. There’s a lot, including details taken from various actual medieval castles that I wouldn’t expect people to know, so let the explainin’ commence!

first things first: the first floor! The gardens/lawn contained within the lesser wall (as in, the wall not surrounding the castle itself) were traced from the picture that was in the campaign guide, so idk really what’s going on out there. I did, however, identify a specific portion as the family graveyard, because there probably is one and it seemed like a suspiciously enclosed section.

The gardens exist as partly ornamental and partly functional; I’ve also added a greenhouse on the northeast wall, because it seems reasonable that one might have been built at some point (possibly with Keyleth’s help). The guard tower directly above is where the guards that watch the castle/Cassandra stay, bc there’s a lot of them. As all the towers along both the main and lesser walls are manned at all times, I figure there’s a lot of guards working at the castle. Coupled with domestic staff, Percy and Cassandra probably employ a decent chunk of Whitestone’s population.

As for the guards: the rooms aren’t super big on either floor, but the guards probably do share; each room houses one day shift and one night shift guard, so neither of them are there at the same time, allowing this to work out better. The guards in the tower generally are the wall-watchers; any that guard Cassandra or the other inhabitants would live in the Keep (the bigass tower within the castle itself, helpfully labeled). I say Cassandra specifically, because figures like Percy of Vex who are important enough to be guarded probably don’t need guards to defend them.

All the towers are equipped for defense, so any non-residential rooms and the west/south towers probably mostly have some ammo (arrows, crossbow bolts) lying around, as well as other necessities for defense. Noted in the key: ALL the staircases go counterclockwise, because assuming right-handedness in most guards, that makes it easier for a defending force to swing a sword, and harder for the invaders who are presumably trying to go up.

If you’re wondering why the interior of the towers are shaped Like That: I looked up medieval castle layouts and saw a map with towers shaped like that. it makes sense to have SUPER thick walls and tiny window openings when you’re trying to shoot at other people from a place where you don’t want them to be able to get in. You can probably Google it yourself and see where I took my inspiration from.

Speaking of the walls: the lesser wall around the garden is only one story tall, as are the towers (but all towers are a little higher than the level of the walkway along the top of the walls, by about six or seven feet). The walls have crenellated battlements (u know, when the edge looks all blocky like Minecraft), and the towers have the same. Both the Keep and the guard tower are big enough that there are roofed rooms on the top of each, circled by a larger walkway. I’ve made a note that each has a flag flying, though the Keep’s roof flies the primary flag with the de Rolo crest.

The Keep has a lot of unlabeled rooms, mostly because a LOT of those rooms are just standing ready should they need to be occupied. The Keep is the last bastion of defense should the castle be invaded, and so there needs to be space for EVERYONE in the castle to retreat and live there for however long a siege may last. There’s just the one door, and as few windows as possible. The disarming room on the first floor is where everyone would remove their weapons when entering. This is also why Cassandra’s room, as well as the old master bedroom and Julius de Rolo’s room are in there: it’s the best-guarded place in the entire castle.

(Percy’s master bedroom is not in there because he can’t bring himself to take his parent’s room; also, the Briarwoods took it over, and he doesn’t want to sleep in their bed either).

Percy and Vex’s master bedroom also can only be accessed through a solar, which is like a little room to chill in. It’s essentially where they might entertain guests in a casual setting without inviting them into their bedroom.

There are a lot of disused rooms (the other de Rolo bedrooms on the second and third floors are purposefully undisturbed), mostly because nobody’s had a reason to use them yet. I tried to label most things, but on the first and third floors especially there’s just some pointless rich people rooms that nobody’s bothered to clean up for use.

Also, there are servant’s quarters within the actual castle itself! The Victorian ideal was to have servants completely separate from the actual house, but this castle is super compact and they’ve got to live somewhere. It’s more convenient this way, making them closer to the people they’re meant to be helping. Additionally, the kitchen area just off the great hall connects to a bunch of fun areas like a pantry and larder: essentials for any castle. They actually do need to be separate, because they serve different functions. Just below in the basement there’s also an icebox, which was a Ye Olde refrigerator. It would be packed with ice and snow in the winter so thickly that it wouldn’t melt until the next winter, at which point it would be refreshed. The cellar area is mostly for storage, but it also leads to Percy’s workshop, safe behind a VERY thick door. It’s under the kitchen because who’s going to notice a weird bit of extra heat wafting up in a room with like three different huge cooking hearths?

The interior courtyard is my attempt to make the castle a little more realistic. Actual castles were mostly just wide walled-in courtyards with a keep and some buildings running through them; Whitestone is, as I said, super compact and unusual for a castle. The cliffs surrounding it make a moat superfluous, but I had to add in a gatehouse at the main gate as well. As far as realism goes, there’s no skylight or anything in the courtyard or great hall, and not a ton of windows (ESPECIALLY not on the first floor, and not at all on any of the towers’ first floors). Anywhere in castle Whitestone is going to be relatively dimly lit, usually with torches or candles. The space in between windows is covered with whatever paintings or tapestries weren’t destroyed by the Briarwoods/were recovered from wherever they were shoved into storage.

Three floors is probably an unrealistic height for a great hall, but if matt mercer can say the west tower is EIGHTY FEET TALLER THAN THE ROOF (making it, roughly, ten stories tall, a height i have reduced by half for my own purposes and also to make it less COMPLETELY RIDICULOUS) then I can make a super rad soaring ceiling for the great hall.

The great hall is one of two rooms that is actually SUPER well lit, the other being Pelor’s chapel (because sun god, duh). Both of them have very tall, probably stained-glass windows just to be Fancy as Fuck™. If you can’t be extra with the architecture of your own castle, then what’s the point? I did put a balcony in the great hall on the third floor just to make it more interesting, tho.

You may be wondering why some of the rooms are only accessible if you go through other rooms. Sometimes That’s Just The Way Things Are. It was very common in older buildings, especially going back hundreds or even thousands of years in human history. A building briefly suspected to be the Labyrinth of Crete (where the Minotaur was supposedly held) is actually just a castle with like, one or two hallways total.

Also, fun fact: the long row of guest rooms near the west tower on the second floor is where the gang was staying when Hotis ambushed Vax! I have no recollection of the precise layout of the battlemap for that, and some of the layout was wonky (EIGHTY FEET DOWN TO THE ROOF, MATT? EIGHTY FEET?), but I’ve done my best to make it reasonable. Similarly, I drew the dungeon as accurately as I could remember it without tracking down the exact episode where they’re given a map.

#critical role #castle whitestone #whitestone #my art #no offense but has matt mercer ever seen a castle in his life #idk even what i would've done differently but it would've been different #im real tempted to @ the critical role team on this post #maybe tweet @ them #i entertained vague ideas while making this of literally printing it out and sending it to somebody #dunno if somebody would have been taliesin or matt

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Okay! Here’s this monstrosity! finally finished the thing from yesterday. basically a collection of drabbles of Thenvunin/Inan/Uthvir in an ancient au/looking glass setting bc I had ideas and they made the most sense there (and if i tried to pick from the like 50 other kinds of au i’d’ve died). Deciding to post them all together just bc ????? it made sense in my head????? i dunno. Probably should have gone thru this shit to check for oocness at minimum but w/e I’’m sick of looking at this shit so it is what it is.

Thenvunin + Uthvir are @feynites‘s Inanallas is mine

Notes:

drabble about Inan’s history in an elvhenan setting, not mandatory for this to make sense but it’s Useful

Thenvunin was with Mythal and her other high ranking servants in a meeting, listening attentively to his Lady and discussing with his follow servant the division of labor and various elements related to their new tasks. He notices a small dark shadow in the corner of his eye, moving towards where they all sat. He realizes quickly as they move more into his field of vision that it’s not a threat but a servant. Inanallas he registers as they kneel down next to Mythal’s chair and whisper something to her, a small dark blue figure like a shadow next to Mythal’s great expanse of gold and white.

He has never interacted with them, or even formally met them—or seen their face he realizes suddenly, but he knows of them, everyone does. It was quiet a stir when they has been found by Dirthamen’s people in the wilds being raised by spirits and animals, the news had spread through the empire like wildfire. He wondered how that came to be, did their parents abandon them? Did they die? What happened to leave them stranded in the woods like that? The idea of someone abandoning such a young child made his blood boil, it was the sort of thing that should be punishable by death. He hoped that whoever they were they did not callously toss aside their child, that they loved them dearly and it was some terrible outside force that separated them, be it death or something less final.

They were a mystery in nearly all ways, the most he knew was their profession and even that was vague. They were constantly swathed in more layers then was ever acceptable by any of the Aesthetic Guidelines or trends, the cloth always shades of blue, their face was always covered, the only skin visible was the strip of freckled skin around their eyes. Which were… very Blue, a steely blue, piercing even, and emphasized by the blue of their clothing. It seemed in general, that they worked on the fringes of the allowed, rarely seen and answering only to Mythal, like something still only half tamed. His mind wanders against his will as he watches the exchange.

Mysterious and a little wild, a little traitorous thrill runs through him thinking about it. They must be very strong, clever and resilient to live in the wilds for so long, and to manage in such an unsuitable place for children as Dirthamen’s court. And very intelligent and talented for Mythal to give them such leeway, though perhaps what was more because of the feral traces in them. He wondered what the rest of their face looked like, if it was as captivating as their eyes and what it would take to get them to trust him enough to show him, to open up to him at all.

He snaps out of his reverie and chides himself furiously, how could he?! This was no time for idle daydreaming! He had important duties to tend to! He made a point to focus intently on everything but Inanallas as read over the papers in front of him again with renewed zeal and pointedly ignored the small pang he felt when they left the room again as silently as they entered.

Inanallas did not like parties. At All. They thought they were stupid and trite and a complete waste of time. Well. Not a complete waste of time, there was some use to them. They were excellent for eavesdropping, which Inanallas was very good at and for people watching, which they enjoyed intensely. It did not seem like it from their own wardrobe but they were actually quite interested in the fashions that seemed to sweep through the upper classes with obnoxious frequency. They just didn’t like wearing them themselves or being forced to mingle with strangers and suffer small talk and quiet barbs at their Otherness.

Which is why they did not like parties.

But sadly, they could not escape all of them and so here they were, at a party, dressed in a marginally fancier version of their normal garb cut from a fabric enchanted to shift and match the environment around them. Just because they couldn’t escape being here didn’t mean they had to make it easy for people. They stuck to the edges, shadows, and hiding places near interesting conversations mostly, occasionally darting over to the food before retreating.

They were sitting idly, back resting on an urn overflowing with flowers when they saw a flash brightness in the corner of their eye.

It was Thenvunin, ethereal in a long flowing gown that showed delicate patches of his flawless skin through sheer lace. The light catching his hair and jewelry had been what caught their attention. He was very, very pretty, especially now, with the current fashions actually kind of suited him for once. They are very much enjoying how the looks with his board shoulders and muscled back. He was also very high strung, strong, temperamental, difficult, obnoxious and considered vapid or dense by some they had heard. He also apparently was desperately found of birds, not her first choice of animals, they liked wolves more—easier to cuddle and play with— but birds where very pretty and some where very menacing which was good. He took his job, and pretty much everything else very seriously, perhaps sometimes too seriously.

This was of course all things they had heard from listening to others, and observation in the brief moments they were even near each other so the credibly of it all was iffy.

Right now he just seemed to be trying very hard to have a good time. Or look like he’s having one, or something like that. They’re not too sure what’s going on there. Another elf begins to engage him in conversation and they watch as he becomes increasing more tense and visibly upset even while he tries not to show it. This other elf is being rude, sneakily given Thenvunin’s reaction, if they where being outright mean he could tell them off but he seems to be trapped in that double speak they all seem to do. Another reason they hate it here, they’re also very bad at it and always end up losing and looking like an idiot.

They want to go over and defend Thenvunin, who while he might be a bit of an ass by the accounts of some people had always struck them as fairly genuine and relatively harmless and so does not deserve this bullshit, but find themselves stuck. They really aren’t good at solving things with words the way the elves do it and it would be disastrous to try to use force. And if they do go out there they’ll be exposed, in the open, with all eyes on them. Which they desperately do not want, their life right now works because they are anonymous if that is broken they’re royally fucked up the ass.

Thenvunin settles the debate for them by primly telling the other elf off (or something like that) and removing himself from the conversation, hair and gown swirling around him as he turns and leaves to move to some other section of the party.

They feel terrible, relieved, and mad at themselves that they’re relieved. They really should have backed Thenvunin up or something, even if they had no idea what it was all about and if only because they were from the same faction. They moved from their perch and moved closer to the offending elf to better hear them and maybe get some idea of the context of things. They were talking to some other elf now, a friend of theirs Inanallas thinks, the two are laughing derisively about something.

After a while they realize that something is Thenvunin, and is very very mad. They instantly hate these two on principle and are determined to find Thenvunin even more attractive just to spite them.

…Which they acknowledge is a very stupid and ineffective revenge plan so they also make note of their names to do something to them later when they have more time to think about a good plan.

They decide then that now’s a good as time as any to fuck off out of this hellhole and make a quick circuit to look for Thenvunin first, mainly out of curiosity, they like having a sense of how the stories they watched unfold at things like this end otherwise the not knowing bothers them. They find him talking animatedly and furiously with one of his acquaintances, most likely abut the encounter and it seems like he will not be stopping for a while.

They smile and turn to escape from this nightmare castle and get back to less shittier locales.

Thenvunin returns to his quarters after an particularly troublesome day to find a golden bracelet laid out for him neatly on his table in a sweet little box with no lid on a dainty pillow. A gift, he assumes that’s what it is as it’s certainly not his. He picks it up and examines it, to his delight, the entire bracelet is made of the silhouettes of a songbird interlocked in a chain. It’s warm to the touch, a spell he assumes, so that he doesn’t feel a chill from the cold metal upon further examination he finds more spells in the bracelet, to protect it and keep it clean. How thoughtful. He examines the box and pillow too, which is actually not a pillow but a folded square of cloth, white cream with little golden birds soaring across it. His heart flutters.

He looks around the sitting room, then the other rooms of his apartments, looking for someone or something to explain this, some sign or clue but finds nothing. There’s no note, no clue as to who did this, he feels a pang at that but also a thrill of excitement. He has a secret admirer. It was the sort of thing he’d secretly dreamed of for years, it was so romantic. He wondered where they were now, what they were like, they clearly had taste and knew he liked birds at least. He slipped the bracelet on and admired it, as giddy as if he’d been drinking champagne. He even twirled a little and rushed to a mirror to see himself with it on then flitted out to his birds to show them and enjoy how lovely the day had just turned.

He wore it quite frequently after that, more than would be considered fashionable but not so much it could be seen as tacky, and made sure to wear it whenever he was around different people than usual to try and maximize the chance of his admirer seeing him wearing it. It made his heart flutter when he did, thinking that whoever gave it to him was out there and might catch a glimpse of him enjoying their gift. He desperately hoped he looked as half as beautiful as the bracelet.

He got more gifts after that sporadically, he never had any idea when they would appear in his apartments nor a sign or note when they were left. He got earrings, a necklace, and rings to complete the set the bracelet had started one after the other. He’d started leaving a thank you note in the place where the gifts tended to appear, they did not accurately describe his feelings but he couldn’t stand not thanking them. He was delighted when the gift came and the note vanished. He also received a jeweled brooch in the shape of a peacock’s feather, a finely crafted perch for his birds and even an embroidered dressing gown which had made him blush when he’d realized what it was. It had felt very, forward of his admirer and his heart had raced with excitement and concern, so suggestive and he didn’t even know their name!

This gift had had the first note from his admirer.

It appeared that his admirer had foreseen where his mind might go with that gift and had wanted to clarify. The first thing he had noted was that their handwriting was not very elegant, a slight disappointment but it did not deter his excitement or curiosity. His admirer had wanted to try their hand at sewing and embroidery and wanted to make him something he could wear, but did not know his sizes nor wanted to invade his privacy by trying to find it out so had settled for the dressing gown since it wasn’t as fitted as many other options. It was sweet and charming and he forgave them instantly for their poor penmanship. He’d considered that they might be making their gifts themselves but now that it was confirmed it made them all even more precious. He’d changed into it immediately and admired the garment in the mirror beside himself with how pretty it was, the fabric was soft and gentle against his skin and the embroidery was as a stunning tapestry of flowers and birds. He wished, and not for the first time, that he could wear this for his admirer and see their reaction to him modeling these gifts.

Mythal is visiting Andruil. It’s not too odd but it’s uncommon enough to be of interest, at least for the time being. Uthvir recognizes the majority of faces as constants in Mythal’s entourage, though there are a handful of new faces. They scan the white and silver flock dully until they spy one slate blue figure out of alignment with the aesthetic of the rest, using their small size and the throng of people to camouflage themselves. That peaked their interest.

They watch their prey whenever they can as Mythal’s people bustle around settling in and then all through the evening meal. They consider going over to them and get a better look, see what they can pry out of them, but really it’s already quite interesting watching them from a distance. They don’t seem to talk to the others too much outside of necessary communication and do much of the grunt work, unloading and unpacking whatever nonsenses their party had thought to bring. At the dining table now they still don’t seem to speak to anyone, they can be completely sure since their face is still covered by a veil. It’s amazing to them that they’re managing so successfully to remain so obscure despite being so oddly dressed. Years of practice they surmise, but why? Why are they so desperate to go unnoticed?

What interesting prey.

Eventually things move on to a more casual, party sort of event as dinner is finished and people become increasingly more drunk, they themselves are still sharp having nursed their single drink the entire night. Normally they’d prefer at least another glass but they’re hunting right now. Their prey hasn’t even filled their glass once, they note, frankly a wise choice given the company. Music strikes up in earnest now and their prey uses the opportunity to make their escape. Silently, Uthvir follows.

They’re moving with caution and only mild stealth, putting in effort to avoid others but not so much that if they do run into someone it’s not suspicious. Their pace makes it easy for Uthvir to catch up to them, as silent as a whisper even in their armor.

“Was it not to your liking? Or is watching drunks attempt to dance just not of interest to you?”

They whirl around to face them and Uthvir can see clearly now their lamplike blue eyes, the color not unlike their clothing, and a smattering of freckles covered by bits of vallaslin. They have a feeling their expression under all that fabric is comical but the why they move is not, jerky and somewhat inelegant but speaking to a instinct for combat or quick defense even as they fight against it to avoid looking aggressive.

They straighten themselves awkwardly, clearly not sure what to do or how exactly to respond.

“I’m not very……….I don’t really enjoy that sort of thing.”

They raise an eyebrow. “Oh? Which part don’t you like? The drinking? The dancing? The hunting for partners?”

They gesture vaguely with their hands and eyes. “The whole thing really, I’m not really big on large groups and talking to strangers and all that.”

They grin. “Well then! How fortunate I intend to not be a stranger! My name is Uthvir.”

They don’t bow really, they just make a motion that hints to a bow, just a slight polite dip of the shoulders.

They look at them searchingly, they think it’s hard to tell with their face covered and they note suddenly, with their emotions so carefully controlled, almost too carefully as if perhaps manufactured somehow to be as bland or expected as possible. They make note of it to pick apart.

After a beat of some internal debate they reply “Inanallas.”

“A pleasure, Inanallas.”

“Yes, well if you don’t mind Uthvir I was planning to retire…”

They shift getting ready to turn and leave, so Uthvir takes ground, narrowing the gap between them.

“Come now, the night is still young and this I think, your first trip to one of my Lady’s holdings. It would be such a waste to go straight to sleep, stay and chat for a while.”

“I’m not really much of a conversationalist.”

“Then you can listen to me talk, I am very interesting after all.”

They grin again and see Inanallas very clearly look at their teeth, not with fear or concern as they can tell, but interest. A good sign, they think.

“I’m sure you are, but I doubt that would be very fun.”

They close the gap even further, they’re coming into arms reach now.

“Oh I think it would be, nearly anything is interesting when you have such interesting company.”

They begin to look nervously from side to side looking for an escape, probably not as covert in this as they’d like. “I’m really not all that interesting.”

“Oh but I think you are. Very, very Interesting. I’d love to learn more about you, peel off all those layers, become closer.”

It’s laid on fairly thick but they’re interested in the reaction a pass will get them, plus they’d be lying if said they weren’t curious about stripping them down and seeing for themselves what they looked like under that, they had a feeling they wouldn’t be disappointed.

They get what they wanted immediately, Inanallas’s eyes widen and the visible strip of pale skin flushes a deep red, their whole body reacts leaving them frozen ridiculously in place. They can’t help but chuckle at the sight, they’re liking this little oddity more and more. They savor the sight and the increasingly incoherent attempts at a reply for a moment before beginning to closing the final stretch.

“Tell me, what would you enjoy? To be trussed up like a fresh kill? Or savored throughly.”

They reply finally, though it seems without thinking. “ You can’t truss what you haven’t caught.”

They can’t help but smirk. “I am a hunter, and you are in my sights.”

They look at them for a long moment, then spring into action.

They had not anticipated however that their prey would make a break for freedom.

Through the window.

Out into the forest.

Which is full of beasts.

They curse and jump out fluidly onto the grass and chase after them. It’ll be on their head if one of Mythal’s pets dies from their own idiocy with them the last person to see them. They give chase easily but their quarry is faster than they’d first anticipated, they might of considered a pleasant surprise if it weren’t for the situation. They also realize very quickly that Inanallas is used to the woods and moves expertly through the underbrush, not silently like themself but without any of the struggle they’ve seen other servants of Mythal have.

They gain on their target quickly and expect to end this merry race quickly.

Only the other elf has tricks.

Using a boulder as a base they create a ramp of ice and use it to rocket themselves further ahead, widening the gap again. Clever.

They’re even more interested now that it’s clear the other elf won’t run immediately into the maw of some beast and get them in flogged for it. The thrill of the hunt crackles through them and they change tactics to more that of a proper hunt. Their prey may be competent, but they do not know the terrain like Uthvir does.

They use that to their advantage, letting them think they have lost them while the hunter instead slips out of their wake and moves to cut them off, using secret trails and hidden paths to propel them ahead of Inanallas’s path. They note the direction of their progress and chose a spot a long its course to lay in wait for them, obscuring themselves in all ways as they do.

Eventually the prey comes to their blind, now on more of a nature walk than a heated chase. Uthvir waits the span of a breath, then makes their move.

Inanallas whips around to look at them at almost the same moment they think to instigate their plan and breaks into a run again but it’s too late. The gap between them is too short and Uthvir is the faster of the two. They lunge and catching them by the waist and dragging them to the ground. Inanallas is far, far stronger than they’d anticipated, almost monstrously so and they have to work to keep them from freeing themself.

But they are laughing uncontrollably. Uthvir can’t help but chuckle a little too.

“Caught you.” They whisper into a long freckled ear.

An ear that had previously been covered.

They move to better look at the squirming figure in their arms. A figure they note with a thrill they can see the face of, the veil covering it had come off at some point and now the entirely of their head covering was nearly off from all the thrashing.

Their suspicions had not been wrong, they can see in the moonlight an unconventional but highly appealing face framed by a wild mess of black hair. They’re deeply freckled, with a small straight nose and very full lips Uthvir thinks, they would very much like to enjoy.

Inanallas’s hysterics work their way down to silent fits and Uthvir moves to pin them with a straddle, crossing their arms is they continue to watch the ridiculousness between them.

Inan finally looks up at them, they reply with a look that says “Well…?” and she almost immediately devolves back into giggles.

They reach over and pick up the forgotten head and face covering which they can see now are two separate elements that link together, allowing the head covering to be worn without the mouth piece, probably to make eating easier.

“Why I cannot help to wonder, do you even wear this?” they muse.

The hands that had been hovering around their face and chest as they’d laughed come to rest at their sides, so on Uthvir’s thighs, not that their complaining. It doesn’t seem however that Inanallas has noticed this placement yet as they continue to look around the clearing, putting thought to word. Their fingers tap and rub at the metal of their plate unconsciously.

“Well, I’m not good at hiding my expression….and well, um—so much stuff in Elvhenan is all you know, secret-y, double speaky um… whatevering. Subtly? It’s not good to be so expressive, people can easily use it against me and I never got good at it so I figured that this was the safest bet.”

They shrug noncommittally, the motion seems to make them finally realize position of their hands and they jerk them away like they’d been burned.

Uthvir can’t help but agree now that they can see them unmasked. Their face has every thought in their head written on it in shining letters, they’d be eaten alive if anyone else saw it. It’s an extreme disadvantage, especially here in Andruil’s lands where the hunters would have scented them like blood in the water and abused that weakness to whatever end they wanted.

“I see your point.” They secret the material away and get up off their prisoner. “Well this was certainly very fun.”

They give Inanallas a hand up which they take with surprise. They had considered continuing their teasing but didn’t feel like risking them bolting again. They’d try again when another time, when they’d properly cornered them.

Like clockwork hunt is called, naturally it’s a mixed hunt with their soft guests joining them as is the tradition when Mythal visits. It seems to be shaping up to be the usual suspects until some dots are connected or something like that among Andruil’s people and Inanallas is recalled to be some child who’d been found in the woods. They can’t quite remember if they’d heard of this before, it’s certainly the kind of thing people would talk about even centuries after it occurred but it also wouldn’t have been information that interested them too much. Until now that this. Now it’s exceedingly interesting. And goes a long way to explain at least some of their oddity.

A call goes out from the hunters that they should join, since they’re half wild as it is. Uthvir tries to gauge their reaction to this but cannot quite manage it through the many layers that seem to be their usual manner of dress, as far as they can tell they seem fairly calm.

Mythal looks over at them. “ What a fine idea, I’m sure they would be more than glad to join.”

Inanallas bows deeply in return and moves to stand with the others going on the hunt.

When it’s time to set out Inanallas is still weaponless, save for what seems to be two short daggers on their waist, and completely covered with no armor in sight. None of their compatriots seem to care about this either, so Uthvir doesn’t comment either.

The hunt goes to shit.

No one’s dead and the injured are already being tended to but they’ve been forced to camp for the night while the party recoups from the debacle. It had started off just fine, and would have ended that way if about 20 other creatures hadn’t scented the blood and decided to pay a visit. It had paid off in it’s own way since they got to see what was clearly more competence then Inanallas had wanted to show around that many people.

They were now setting to work mending armor for the the party, sitting off to the side silently hammering away on piece after piece, working them to the point where they’d be at least wearable and semi-functional. There were plenty of pieces in there Uthvir knew would have to be scrapped when they get back but no one was keen to make the trip back without something between them and a beast’s claws.

They wait until it’s their shift keeping watch and the rest are sleeping to go over to talk to them. Judging by the pile next to them and the pace Inan is going at they don’t intend to go to sleep tonight. They take a seat on a stone near them and grin.

“Care for a bit of company?”

They look over surprised then groan when they recognize them.

“Man, you’re relentless huh?”

They shrug. “I did say I wasn’t going to stay a stranger.”

They groan again and turn back to their work, hammering at a piece they had resting on their knee.

“Now that seems exceedingly foolish.”

“It’s fine. Barrier on my knee, I need the curve and it’s not like I’ve got an anvil here.”

“There are stones here, stones that are round.”

“This is more comfortable.”

“Beating metal with a hammer against your knee is more comfortable then using a stone.” They drawl out incredulously.

Inan glares over the veil. “Yes. Now cut it out you’re harshing my vibe here.”

Uthvir snorts. But settles in, going between watching them work, and watching for threats.

The next time Inanallas sees Uthvir it’s at some party thing or whatever in Arlathan. They have no fucking clue what it is they just knew they couldn’t get out of it. They’d seen Uthvir in their red ass armor (did they own anything but armor?????) but lost them again in the crush. So she’s hiding again, sipping on whatever it is they’re serving and picking at a plate of fruit. Mostly they’re just people watching, working on running commentary about the clothes and jewelry, testing out jokes they’ll never get to use.

“So this is where you are.”

Inanallas chokes on a grape and almost topples over the edge of the rail they were sitting on. The “almost” coming from a clawed metal hand grabbing the back of their shirt and yanking them back up.

They turn to see Uthvir laughing.

“Ass” they cough.

The red hunter puts a hand (the hand that’s not still on their back they notice) on their chest.

“How rude, I just saved your life, you really are still feral aren’t you?”

Inan clacks their teeth together at them in response, though they realize the effect is somewhat defeated since there’s cloth in front of their mouth. They unfasten it from one side and clip that end next to the other so they can make a respectable ugly face at Them. Uthvir just laughs and comes closer so their standing beside them, hand unfurling from their shirt but staying where it is.

“Taking off the veil? I’m flattered.”

“Well it’s kinda pointless now soooooooooo”

“I see, less flattered then. Now I wonder… what were you looking at so intensely?”

They peer over, out into the crowd. Eyes darting about for anything of interest, eventually the lock on to one tall figure.

“Hmmmm, Thenvunin looks particularly lovely tonight.”

Inan snorts and gestures aggressively. “When does Thenvunin not look like, insanely gorgeous? Like he’s distracting he’s that handsome!”

Uthvir looks over at them eyebrows raised.

“What?”

“Nothing, that’s just a very strong reaction.” They smirk obnoxiously. “ Is this a crush?”

Inan turns to face them sharply face an intensely exaggerated “Are you kidding me?” look. “What are we?????? 75???????” ��

Uthvir cackles delightedly. “Maybe. I’m certainly not immune to his charms either.”

“Oooooooooo~” They waggle their eyebrows obnoxiously.

The claw on their back jabs them a little and they spasm.

“Alright, Alright. Push me off why don’t you…”

“Don’t think I didn’t notice you didn’t answer my question, Inanallas.”

Inan look at them incredulously.

“Stop doing that! For fuck’s sake, I didn’t even realize I didn’t answer!And if you’re gonna hound me on it yes I was looking at him, along with other people, I’ve literally been looking at people since I got here.”

“Why look at Thenvunin in particular? To admire the view? Or some other reason?”

They can’t parse a damn thing out from them, Uthvir’s expression and emotions are totally unreadable to their unskilled ass. They really needed to be better at that, it was kinda like, a super big deal.

“Why? What does it matter?”

Uthvir smiles like sneaky cat and leans on the railing, taking a quick glance back down at Thenvunin.

“I’d considered taking him to bed tonight and wanted to make sure I wasn’t stepping on any toes.”

Gently they place a hand on Uthvir’s cheek, they look shocked for a half second until they saw inan’s exaggerated “kind” expression.

“Uthvir, darling, you two are big kids, you can do sexy stuff with whoever you two want, you don’t need my permission.”

They place their hand on top of Inan’s, trapping it. Shit.

“Oh but Inanallas are you sure?”

“Yes I’m sure.”

They hum, keeping Inan’s hand trapped in theirs as they look back down at the man in question.

“It’s interesting….Thenvunin has worn that jewelry quite frequently recently… He seems to want someone to see him in it…”

Inan shuddered aggressively, jerking away as they made a face.

“Oh fuck you!”

Uthvir grinned hugely, like the evil mastermind they were. “You gave it to him!?”

“You just said—!”

“I didn’t say anything, I simply commented on his jewelry.”

“I—You tricked me!”

They smirk, it’s very very attractive. They want to punch it off.

“I didn’t even need to. You gave yourself away with out any prompting.”

Inanallas groans and puts their head in their hands.

“I’m going to diiiiiieeeeeeeeeee.”

Uthvir comes close, as if to comfort them, return a hand to their back and placing the other on their thigh.

“There, there. You’re not going to die.” They pause, the grin is palpable. “Imagine that will happen when Thenvunin finds out.”

Inan chokes.

#my writing #inanallas #thenvunin #uthvir #this is a disaster #uthvir: i'm not that clever you're just giving yourself away #i still need 2 settle on what 2 tag this shit gkjlsfdgjflsd;g #i wanna go w/ smthng short and easy #but i'm also bad at naming shit #the doc for this is like 20 pages long KILL ME

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Episode 8 - “These bitches really do be getting on my nerves” - Chloe

rip stevie :( in the aftermath of that tribal that legit just felt like one massive personal attack i decided to go do some homework bc something felt off to me!! madison was out there whining about OMG BEING IN THE WARZONE THE WHOLE TIME BOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO and yet lmao she's either been "excused" or gotten a strike for deadass just not doing the challenges. the jig is uP! i think it's fairly obvious people are just using the warzone as a way to build relationships and i mean who can blame them, but her whole pity party at these tribals needs to stop. my mood towards her has definitely soured in the last hour lol i'm over it fam. also i've been talking to ian since the tribal to get some tea since tommy is legitimately useless. i'll like ask him what happened at tribal and he literally just goes "oh i just heard his name from everyone" shrug emoi LIKE!! WOULD IT KILL YOU TO FIND SOME MORE TEA OUT... anyways i find out from ian that cullan apparently brought up that they should target timmy for challenge prowess, to which ian said he shot down due to that being a slippery slope which soon leads to him. if that's true i'm v glad that that got shot down bc that's, in my mind, a shot fired at me. GIRRRRRL, like just leave me alone i shouldn't be fucking persecuted bc half of you guys are throwing challenges and i've actually been doing them. that doesn't mean shit.

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I was able to get 217 seconds on the slide puzzle. Would I get any better? 🤷‍♂️ I dont think so. I have my graduation today so hopefully this score is enough.

not gonna lie I compleeeeetely COMPLETELY forgot about the chall until this morning when I was walking to class and my dumbass is at class and work and class again until 10 pm today so I don’t rlly have a MOUSE on me..... cut to me desperately and embarrassingly texting my classmates asking them to bring a mouse to class for me nnnn this is not gonna go well. maybe it’ll be good for me to go to war zone anyways I guess

Hi sisters! Last vote was super easy. It was like “Stevie k?” “K.” But also even though I feel like I’m a big part of the decision making process for every vote, I never get less nervous that everyone is lying to me! Strategic playing, or crippling trust issues? You decide.

These bitches really do be getting on my nerves

Its almost graduation time and im sooo nervous and excited. It would be nice to not be in warzone tonight. Please survivor gods help me.

Well this is a crucial immunity. After being out of the war zone for 2 in a row I feel at this point I am a little outside the people who have been there so many times. I think I have some strong bonds with some players but I do not that a couple have it out for me. Namely Madison and Jacob, which at this point I fed they should be over the whole Renee vote but that’s their prerogative.

Sooooo Final 15 baby! Honestly Im so proud of this time around on my TS journey cause Im actually liking the individual competition portion of this game. Its like the merge part of any Survivor game but with a "tribal competition" aspect. Meaning that I only have to worry about me, myself, and I and I love that. I just need to show that Im the bad bitch that is in control and take this game by the fucking reins and show it who's boss. Aint no way Im gonna get 15th, 14th or 12th again madam. No way.

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I survived, yeet. Kait survived, yeet. Ian went in, f*ck. Maynor went in, f*ck. Chloe went in, f*ck. Adrian went in...yeet.

Hello! I am safe again, 2nd time in a row? Idk. I do like Kait but I don't entirely trust her. I think I can use her for a bit as she'll believe she's using me. If I have the chance to get her out before or early merge, I will. Thomas is the most boring person in this game. I have yet to meet Timmy but I doubt anyone can beat Thomas in this feat. Talking to him is like talking to a wall. A white wall too. Also, he has no manners, demands favours and doesn't say please or thank you... The second I have the chance, he's gone. Nehe should've stayed, not him. Otherwise, Ian and I are working on some kind of power together for battleship. I really do like Ian. I hope we can make it far together, he's my number 2 after Owen. Together, we have the Topaz Idol and a potential save vote and a potential new power. Maynor and I have been socializing and friendly, I want him gone sooner than later but he's not a priority. He isn't great in comps generally. Still love Trace and I do trust him to an extent. I dislike Stephen, would like to see him leave relatively soon. I don't trust him at all. On the other side, Matt is going to tribal and him and I have built quite a bit of trust previously, I hope he makes it. I'm happy Cullan and Owen and Adrian are safe as I trust all 3 to certain extents. I would like Timmy to go due to his comp prowess and due to the fact we have yet to interact, but he's immune, again. I hope Chloe makes it out okay. I also hope Devon makes it out alive. I love that guy. I think Devon, Chloe, Trace and Ian can work together though! Matt could join with them as him and Devon were big parts of the Renee vote. Madison and Maynor, who were both left out of that vote, could see their way out which is A-okay by me. Jacob was also left out of this vote but I think Ian won't target him, just my two cents. I see Jacob as a better ally for me down the road compared to Madison or Maynor. That being said, I like many people in this game. I think my social game is strong. I do need to be careful with my words as some may catch on. And I may find myself at tribal with 7 ppl I like. I have my hierarchy of allies in my mind and I know who's at the bottom of my totem poll, I just hope I can get those who aren't even on it out first. I'm also a comp threat. Usually, I can lurk in the shadows more easily but with the dynamic and my low level of comfort with risk, competition prowess combined with my social game, though flashy, is what I'm betting on to keep myself safe. Owen and Kait and Timmy's competition prowess outshines mine and people peg Madison as the socialite who throws/does not complete comps to be in warzone. As long as there are some who play flashier than me, I'll be okay. Until next time!

I found a Rock Saver with the help of Corey, chill but I'm more than happy to send that over to him the second I'm back from warzone. That is such a situational power and there aren't really alliances yet to risk rocks for, but when there are it will be within Corey and I's power to use. Again, I'll play the idol to survive if I need to, but I'll do everything I can to prevent having to play it at f16, the jury doesn't care about what happens in the premerge portion of the game.

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It's going to be Jacob or Madison this round. Idol or bust, Cancer will take a hit, because fuck cancer. I'm done with the waiting for someone to take out players who have been just chilling in the Warzone, I'm done with the throwing challenges, I'm done with the deceit. The Warzone is not redemption island, you can't feed me a fish and send me on my way to build your jury presence. Madison is sans her warzone buddies, she's vulnerable besides Jacob. Let's go!

I may be in the war zone rn but Ian is here and I have fuckin missed that boi so yanno pros and cons

I so so so do not want to be here at Warzone again. This vote is probably the most complicated thus far because at this point I need a lot of things to go a very specific way in order for people to not realize I’m in the middle. Devon trusts me and wants to go with Ian’s plan to vote our Madison or Jacob and Madison and Maynor want to vote Ian which I would also like. However at this point I need to make everyone happy and the odds of doing that are so slim. I just have to convince Maynor wnd Madison to vote Jacob or Devon to vote Ian and neither one is the path of least resistance. I’m on the path of MOST resistance and by path I mean 1 inch wide tightrope suspended over hungry sharks.

I was not that surprised when I got voted out. I did not expect it because voting out Stephen did in fact seem like a plausible option and i felt that between him and myself it was kinda similar. It was believable that he would be voted off, but I totally understand why I was voted off. The interesting part about it to me is I think I was the least connected person in the game and I can see how that can get dangerous in merge because those people can flip a lot, but right now I thought it might've been a good opportunity to gain me as a number. I think this tribal was my first interaction with Trace and Ian. I did like them and I liked talking to them and I think I had potential to work with them if the plan of voting me out wasn't already in place. There were a few people I did not talk to that round because i didn't think I should've had to reach out to EVERYONE in order to talk to them. I just think there are alliances that have formed that i am not a part of because the decision-making for these votes is kinda weird and I don't always understand the motives. So to me an alliance i am not a part of makes the most sense. I was very excited about the lagoon though. I am hoping I get a chance to come back because that would be lit. I just need to stick it out through these votes and I am hoping Renee is connected to at least one of the other three so we can stay. Kinda glad Nehe is gone. I think he was bad for my game

Devon has been a godsend so far today, I talked to him last night about wanting Jacob or Madison out and he has up and ran with it. Devon being the face on this vote? Yes please, I don't want to blow back on me if it flips.

I actually have people working with me and talking to me this round? 😮😮😮 crazy that maybe these people have finally stopped trying to get me fucking out

Trying to talk to cullan rn and I can’t decide if it’s more or less difficult than talking to Thomas. He’s sent like three one word answers now.... Me: you doing anything exciting this weekend!? Cullan: Graduating. Ummmm ok hoe sounds real exciting hskshdjd like elaborate? Oh well I’m not answering. I tried to reach out bc my social game is ass rn but I’m not putting myself thru that today!!!! I miss Kait :( and I want to talk to corey :(((( grrrr they the real ones. And matt. Have yet to have a stimulating conversation with literally anyone else in this game. Wait ok actually I do like Timmy and madison SJSU’s je but madison busy too and Timmy sends LONG messages. Why can’t I have an in BETWEEN!!

I'm definitely going to see at least one vote tonight, I'm nervous about it because if people flip on me instead of voting Jacob I'll be dead to rights because I will not play my idol unless another idol is played. My thought process is that if I need my idol to save myself from a majority vote tonight then I wasn't bound to go far in this game anyway. I'll take my ball(advantages) and go home. 5 people told me they are voting Jacob, Matt told me Jacob is voting for me, if I'm being fed bullshit by everyone then that's just how the cookie crumbles.

Today has been quiet but people have brought up that Jacob and Madison are a strong duo. Matt was able to put the target on Jacob. It could be a 4-4 tie but Matt Madison n I might just go with majority and vote Jacob.

As per usual, I have no idea if I made a confessional about this or not. I can’t believe I won immunity, like I didn’t even have computer access. And i got 3rd so i had some margin to be safe (granted Adrian got 4th with one second more than me but still). That was the first time I did the puzzle because my other times were worse. If I was doing it on a computer my time would’ve been so much better so idk what happened with everyone else. And today Owen messaged me saying he feels kind of fucked because he hasn’t been to tribal in ages, which might be true but also he can probably win a lot of immunities come merge and people like him. I’m happy to work with him right now because we both have a lot of challenge wins but honestly I want him to go earlier on in merge because he is good at getting quick social connections.

oof mama, what a round this is panning out to be. First of all, I felt personally victimized by that challenge. The Ard tribe is full of some SERIOUS competitors, and that's the reason that I will most likely continue to show up at these stupid war zones until we merge. Fucking Kait has made it this far without going to the war zone at all, which is putting SUCH A LARGE target on her back. bUt whatever, it's just frustrating being on a tribe of people that probably do online puzzles for fun. So this round is interesting. After last round's unanimous vote, I feel a lot more comfortable working with certain people in the game. Ian has kind of solidified his spot as my number one in this game (more to come about that too). He came to me and was like we NEED to make a move against Madison/Jacob. He said he knows that Madison is a challenge threat, but is purposely trying to lose the challenges so that she can make connections with people in the war zone. Though he had made some points, I really don't think Madison is that smart to figure out how to do that. I really just think she is busy/not prioritizing and keeps showing up here. She seems pretty innocuous. That being said, she has become a bit of a social threat, slipping by all of these rounds without having to really do much. BUT, I do trust her and don't want her to be sent packing quite yet. Jacob, her star sign partner, on the other hand, can go. He doesn't talk at all, and when he doesn't they're boring one word answers. So I had pretty much set my heart on Jacob even though he is on our tribe, making my chances higher of showing up here if we keep doing the war zone format. To make matters more interesting, I talked a bit more to Matt this round and he told me that Madison and Jacob were gunning for Ian this round. Madison claims she is good with voting for Jacob, but everyone else says they seem to be a strong pair. I went straight to Ian with this and then he TOLD ME HE HAD AN IDOL. Honestly I am so happy to know he has it and not someone against me, because that's going to be some great information to have later on down the road. I think he is really paranoid, but at this point I just really cannot tell who is lying and telling the truth. I am hoping that people are being truthful and going to actually vote for Jacob, but I am trying to figure out who exactly has been saying Ian's name. It's ultimately going to be up to him whether he wants to play the idol this round but oof, if I were him, I'd be sweating. SO we shall see, but lord knows I'm shaking in my loafers!

#survivorstarzone #episodes

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Meta on Grover and other satyrs

send me shit 2 write meta abt.

grover’s relationship with his kin is…messy. to say the least.

even though satyr’s are supposed to take after pan, and be peaceful and relatively kind spirits, the ones grover have met have been kinda the opposite? when he was younger, all he had to really worry about was he older satyr’s mocking him about his height (all in good fun, mind you), and yeah, they’d been pretty gentle with him back then, but. after The Incident™. they turned. cruel. and, like, grover doesn’t really realize this, and he’s sorta oblivious to the truth of the whole situation, but. yeah, no, satyr’s aren’t as cool as some people think they are.

the council obviously trusted him enough to retrieve thalia. for some reason, they thought that grover, who had the maturity of a legitimate child (not even a teenager yet), had what it took to bring back the daughter of zeus. and damn, did that make him feel GOOD. about himself, about what he wanted to be, about what he wanted to do. but the moment he failed, the moment the burden on his shoulders was increased tenfold, there was this fucked up mindset that was enforced upon him; and suddenly, he wasn’t proud of himself, he didn’t think he would amount to anything, he didn’t think he was useful or good or. anything. lighthearted taunts about his height turned sour real fast, and most satyr’s who looked at him from that point on just scoffed and rolled their eyes.

like. he was yelled at and brought down by the council. he was gossiped about by his kin and talked about behind his back (he knew, though. he knew what they said.). no one was scared to tell him how much he fucked up, and reinforce his own fears, and just ?????? forced grover into this sort of shell and began planting all these new anxieties and ideas in his head that were just not. good for a satyr at his maturity.

so, yeah. he doesn’t really view other satyr’s as family, or anything like that —— but he still calls them such, and tries his hardest to make friends with his kin because he doesn’t wanna grow up to find himself in the councils hooves, n be some janked up, grumpy asshole who blames others for his own mistakes (placing a heavy responsibility on a child’s shoulder, getting upset when they cannot complete it fully). he just wanted to live simply and not be hated by every single satyr he knows, bc believe it or not ??? that really fucks with ur perspective of things. but no matter how kind he tries to be to them, grover always winds up being more quiet and closed off than anything, while simultaneously trying to prove his worth to them and showing that he’ll do something right by them.

don’t even get me started on the whole pan arc !! like fuck me, dude !!!!! when he showed up talking about pan, both revealing that he knew where he was and that he was dead, everyone thought he was the biggest liar and. it devastated him. because grover doesn’t lie. he’s not good at it, and they should know that. instead, he’s told that he’s making shit up, and that he’s basically insulting every satyr alive by telling them to chill bc pan doesn’t want anyone looking for him. he was heartbroken, man. and when he was shunned a second time and had pretty much had the rug pulled out from under him, he was. FUUUUCK. i’m yellin y’all.

tldr; satyr’s hate and taunt him for his mistakes / ultimately make him doubt himself and his worth / tell him he ain’t shit n burn his hopes n dreams and disregard his accomplishments by calling him a liar, yet he’s oblivious to all of this and still wants to consider them family and make it up to them. it’s unhealthy, really.

#amourdaughter #◜ answered ◞ ┊┊ from the voice of a fool!#◜ headcanons ◞ ┊┊ sort of his child!#THIS IS MESSY and all over the place but #fuck ! me !!!!#grover: satyr’s are cool #very satyr he’s ever known: Die

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rokurookajima · 7 years

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chilling at a coffee shop but i don’t have any schoolwork to do so i don’t know what to do with myself, here are some questions and answers

send me a fruit

peach: do you have any piercings or tattoos?

i do i think at this point i have 13 piercings and 11 tattoos?? which is truly not that many at least for tattoos i guess that’s kind of a lot of piercings raspberry: favorite flower?

i’m rlly not sure all flowers are pretty but i think i prefer like just plants to flowers, like succulents and herb plans and stuff. i have a tattoo of sage coffee and basil, so i’d say those are some favorite plants lemon: do you have any pets? what are their names?

none of my pets live with me now bc they’re still at my parents house, but i have two cats named snickers and sunshine, and a bulldog named dallas

mango: what is your trademark?

wow idk overthinking and always being five minutes away from crying??? funny story tho for literally 13 years i wore this black tattoo choker and never took it off that whole time so that was a trademark for a long ass time. now it’s probably like. purple hair. i guess passion fruit: how would you describe your style?

so for like 2 years i’ve just been describing my style as “american apparel” bc a good portion of my clothes are all from there, and the ones that aren’t, still had that same sort of aesthetic. but now american apparel is CLOSED idk how much longer i can say that before that won’t conjure a concise visual anymore. but rlly it’s pretty simple. highwaisted pants, crop tops, solid plain colors, no patterns except stripes sometimes, a lot of army green pineapple: sexual orientation?

i used to identify as pansexual, but in recent years i’ve been saying bisexual a lot more mostly bc when i talk about it in real life it’s easier to just say bisexual bc everybody knows what that means than to try and explain pansexual, and since then i feel like way more comfortable with that label but im chill with either one. not to say they’re exactly the same but??? y’know. i’ve only had romantic/sexual relationships with men thus far but maybe one day the girl of my dreams will sweep me off my feet strawberry: favorite desserts?

i’m way more of a salty food person than sweet, but y’know desserts are still always good. i rlly like baked goods a lot, like pastries and shit. plain croissants are one of my favorite things in the world, pumpkin pie bc wow fall i’m basic ok a lot of others i mean there’s really no dessert i don’t like cherry: can you play any musical instruments or can you sing?

here’s the thing for most of my life, singing was the one thing i always felt confident in saying i was actually good at. bc i really don’t feel like i’m good at a lot of things, and have always had those kind of feelings. i used to sing wayyyyy better than i do now tho lmao i took singing lessons for years bc i once planned to go into theater as a career path, so my voice used to be way stronger with a way bigger range that has sadly decreased from lack of use. but i mean i guess i can still sing pretty okay. i’ve played the guitar since i was 10, took lessons from 10-17. now i don’t play nearly as often as i used to, but break it out every now and then grape: if you could take a vacation anywhere in the world, where would you go?

right now i really really want to go to the pacific northwest, like portland and seattle, and also go up to canada and stay in vancouver. vancouver seems like such a cool city i’m very into it.

banana: favorite horror movies?

what a QUESTION. ok wow gotta break this down into sub categories i love horror movies and i think about this a lot. for like straight up horror that i love and think are legitimately good movies, american mary, antiviral, it follows, the vvitch, green room, creep (the mark duplass one), daybreakers, ginger snaps, the blair witch project, the silence of the lambs...for like, horror comedies, tusk and murder party & rlly if we wanna count it as horror since it’s about vampires, what we do in the shadows. for like. guilty pleasures/so bad they're good...all the saw movies, devil’s pass, silent hill revelation. and of course, my favorite sub category of all, horror musicals lmao. obviously repo! the genetic opera, both the devil’s carnivals, sweeney todd, i really need there to be more horror musicals tbh blackberry: is your life an action film, a comedy, a romantic comedy, or drama?

lmao it’s one of those kind of good kind of shitty coming of age mumble core indie movies. bc i mean rlly. art student, weird druggie friends, everybody is in fucky relationships, we go to waffle house a lot. it’s perfect pomegranate: when do you feel the most confident?

lmao also what a question. i guess every now and then i just have random days where i feel rlly good about how i look, usually bc i did something good with my makeup or put together a look i feel good about that’s different from usual, or just like am being blessed by god that day. i feel more confident with my friends typically than when i’m like somewhere alone. also rlly weirdly i probably feel the most confident about myself over all like...during straight up sexual situations. not like in the build up before when it’s like all rlly uncertain and you’re not sure if it’s gonna happen. but like. when you’re for sure certain the person you’re with is already attracted to you and on board with the whole thing and you're just like. ready to GO. i feel pretty confident then. which i always forget til i’m actually in that situation. cantaloupe: what are your parents' names?

good ol dave and mariann guava: dark & dramatic makeup or natural makeup?

all of the above m8. like idk if this is specifically asking what i prefer to wear or what i actually wear more often. bc i mean most of the time, it’s relatively natural or literally just eyebrows and nothing else. most days if i’m actually trying to put on makeup, but don’t have a reason to be dramatic, i just do winged eye liner. but if i have an event or i’m just feeling rlly extra, i love to do more dramatic stuff like red eyeshadow and shit like that tangelo: if you could be any mythical creature, which would you be?

idk could i just be a woman with antlers. no other animal parts or anything. i just want antlers plum: favorite clothing brands?

rest in peace my sweet sweet american apparel. i rlly don’t know otherwise. i like uniqlo stuff, but haven’t gotten to shop there much ever bc there are no stores around me at all. american apparel was rlly my only brand loyal brand. i don’t know where to go now coconut: favorite perfume?

i’ve been using viva la juicy from juicy couture since i was 13 lmao lychee: satin or lace?

lace blueberry: what do you want to dress up as for halloween?

hmmm that’s a good question too. i’m not sure yet. it’s only the end of april so i mean i have a lot of time to think, but i have no clue i should get on that apple: what do you use more, tumblr or twitter?

probably tumblr, but i’ve used twitter a lot more in the last few months than ever just to tweet dumb things to my friends. i also rlly like seeing content from people i know/vaguely know irl more than anything else at this point, so i like twitter a lot for that. kiwi: what's something that fascinates you?

uh wow??? a lot of things i guess. i’m pretty fascinated by like...specific niche subcultures?? which is a very vague thing to say but i guess like. there’s this scene in the city i go to school in (guess i live here now too lmao) that i’ve like kind of become a part of, but won’t ever be like as fully a member bc most of them grew up here and went to the same high school, and i find them so interesting. they’re all like kind of ridiculous and a lot of them are kind of pretentious but wow it’s fascinating. guess i’m just really fascinated by people that come from different backgrounds than me?? bc i came from such a like. small, concentrated type of environment from going to the same school for 12 years and being raised in a very religious type of climate, it’s always so interesting to hear about people who were raised completely away from religion and stuff like that. i like hearing about people’s childhoods and high school experiences and what their parents are like watermelon: do you have a job? if so, what is your job title?

lmao yes i work at a medical billing company and i think my official title is “medical billing clerk” papaya: what song describes your aesthetic?

this is also such a GOOD question wtf. but wow this is really hard?? i’m not sure. one of the first songs that came to mind so i feel like that means it must be somewhat true was off to the races by lana del rey. which rlly is a kind of aesthetic i’m into, like the gross dirty vibes of new york city underground, weird sexual tones, that kinda shit. and i h8 myself but i mean. repo! the genetic opera pretty much shaped a good portion of my aesthetic, so i mean truly the soundtrack describes that aesthetic, specifically zydrate anatomy and night surgeon cranberry: favorite time of the day; morning, afternoon, dusk, or night?

i rlly like the morning for the vibes and atmosphere most of the time, but i rlly don’t like getting up for it. and it’s also kind of just...contingent on a lot of factors how much i like the morning vibe?? i always like the dusk and nighttime feeling so i guess truly those are my favorite times of day. nectarine: would you consider yourself an emotional person?

lmaoooooooooo yes. yes i would. way too much so i wish i wasn’t so emotional bc i’m truly a wreck orange: do you have long eyelashes?

man i wish i have very average eye lashes apricot: what do you do when you're sad?

i mean i’m sad most of the time so what DON’T i do when i’m sad. but for real. depends on what kind of sad i’m feeling. a lot of times i’ll spend a lot of time in the bathtub when i’m sad. i usually try pretty hard to be distracted, so i’ll try to find someone to hang out with, or try to watch something distracting, but pretty much any time i’m alone and really sad, nothing actually distracts me. with people sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. sometimes i just end up telling them how sad i am, which also can sometimes help and i feel better, and sometimes just makes me feel worse for bothering them with it. basically what we can get from this is that i don’t really have any good, helpful coping mechanisms for when i’m sad, and if i did, it would probably improve my life greatly star fruit: favorite sea creature?

i honestly don’t know, i’ve never rlly thought about it. sea creatures are all pretty cool but a lot of them are also pretty scary so dragonfruit: do you drink alcohol?

yes but not that often. i like enjoy having like just a casual drink with somebody while hanging out watching a movie or something. i like mixed drinks and shit, but i’m not 21 so y’know can never actually order them. i very rarely actually drink like a lot with the intention of getting drunk, but at big parties, i’ll do that. even then i still don’t drink that much bc it doesn’t take that much for me to feel it lmao

#about me #ask meme

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and I fully do believe enablers exist and I do believe that enabling comes in lots of different forms and it can be so subtle that only people who understand addiction extremely well can point it out, but

literally, no one is enabling me in specific? unless I am so messed up that there is a situation where someone is in fact enabling me and doesn’t do anything about it, and I know I am making this about me but this situation could easily happen to anybody else, where they get the drugs relatively secretively with no interactions from anybody else who would be in any kind of position to do anything one way or the other?

there are, like, only three things I’ve ever experienced that I think come even the tiniest bit close to enabling, and those were

a classmate I briefly knew who took recreational benzodiazepines (which I did at the time) and to whom I actually sold benzos (I was like “hey you can have ‘em for free” but she was like “no I feel guilty” and that’s how I gave away 4 mg of klonopin and got $20 for it which was like well over the cost of the whole bottle at the time that’s still a college story I’m proud of) and a few times, we were both simultaneously high and didn’t have anyplace we needed to go to for a while so we sat on campus chilling and talking about art, trauma, bipolar disorder, movies, writing, some other shit, we did talk about drugs which you could argue was her enabling me in the form of her validating my addiction and talking about drugs in a non-negative context but arguably I was enabling her because of the times I gave her drugs (which I seriously thought about before doing it and I only did it because I knew her mental health status and I was like “shit she is legit out of seroquel well I see why she would use these as a short-term substitute for when the medical system is being fucked up and she can’t get her meds, I mean I did the same thing”. in hindsight maybe she could have been lying about being out of seroquel. I kind of don’t care bc I still understand how someone who is traumatized, bipolar, and possibly has other disorders could need benzodiazepines that aren’t theirs.)

the time I was able to get my doctor to up my dose of klonopin by saying “hey doc I think I’m getting a little bit of a tolerance to this drug [which was true] but like I still need it for my PTSD and shit [also true]” (sidenote: anytime I say I use benzos recreationally, I do use them for medical purposes too, but what I do is I hide the pills from myself and get by on solely OTCs so I miss a few days’ dosages but have enough for later when I may have to Overdo It. My relationship to klonopin is complex. It warrants its own post.) Anyway though I got her to give me 1mg pills instead of .5mgs but the new instruction was to take up to 2 1mgs a day as opposed to 3 .5mgs, so really I just got her to give me an extra half-miligram of klonopin per day and like. Yes that is a legit addictive behavior and she did allow it to happen but this was like. the only case of any of that.

I have friends, mostly online friends (which I mention solely because it must be understood that unlike some cases of addiction and enabling, nothing that could be done irl to enable someone is something my friends can do). anyway I have friends who, in many cases, are also addicts or have addictive tendencies and have similar mental health situations as mine and understand why i’m an addict and while they definitely advise harm reduction (as I do too for anyone else I know) and they recognize it’s not a GOOD thing, they’ve not ever told me You Need To Stop so if you wanna see that as enabling. idk and idc.

but like. most enabler behaviors are just not things that anyone does for me? like I literally looked up “enabler examples” to see if any of it applied to me and none of it did. since I don’t face legal repercussions for my drug use, there’s no one who repeatedly bails me out of jail or whatever. I don’t engage in abusive behaviors that make people too scared to not provide me with drugs (I have sometimes expressed concerns that I’m abusive but that’s 1. its own subject and 2. not manifesting itself in a form that would play into addiction). no one is giving me drugs whatsoever except for my psychiatrist, and she also gives me the anti-psychotics and anti-emetics I need, so no offence but its kind of her job to give me anti-anxiety meds that I use in excess in ways that I deliberately don’t tell her the full truth about? (I recognize that that is my bad, not hers.) yeah my aunt gives me money I use to buy drugs, but I earn that money for doing jobs at her school and stuff, and I’m just as likely to spend it on notebooks or gemstones or sweaters or MLP toys* as I am Benadryl (that’s the one I actually pay for, I assert that I am addicted to it because I Cannot Function w/o it and the way I take it looks like how an addict takes something. Anyway the point is that’s what I use the money for when I’m buying drugs.) there’s nothing my friends can do because like I said they live on like the other side of the frickin country or hell even in another country entirely, and I cannot recall a SINGLE time they have advised me to take drugs (sometimes they agreed that it was a good idea if I noticed a “hey I took some Benadryl an hour ago and now I don’t care about my trauma anymore” effect but they never advised me to do it, ever). when random people walk by me at school and see me taking pills, what’s to make them think it’s not medication being taken properly or hell just OTC painkillers (as it actually very often is Because Arthritis), and even if they know it’s like Excess Drugs, literally no one I know in-person who isn’t a family member or Jared has any kind of relationship to me where it’d be Their Business to do anything about it.

I don’t. have friends who I do drugs with because see above, no in-person friends. Except Jared. And while I am generally high while around him and I think like once I said “you can have some if you want some” kind of as a joke that he would have fully understood, we don’t Do Drugs together. That’s not why we go out into secluded wooded areas together. (we go there to look for and then joke about snails. this is a thing that happens. Jared I recognize you’re probably reading this. if so please tell me if I shouldn’t have said the thing about the snails. but I’m pretty sure you’d be cool with me publicly talking about the snails.)

anyway point is that no one does anything for my addiction other than me, I am legit the only one doing anything that enables me, I guess you could argue that I’m my own enabler then but that’s just kinda redundant and also a bit nonsensical as a concept. literally. nobody I know does anything. that could be considered enabling my drug usage unless not immediately dragging me to rehab or w/e is considered “enabling” (and again since my drug use is relatively private irl - not online but irl - no one who is in any position to drag me to rehab is likely to drag me to rehab.) anyway that’s not how shit works and anyway not all addicts have enablers and addiction is not always a social or symbiotic experience, idk why I went on about that so much today is just Addict Rant day

also I don’t actually expect Jared to drag me to rehab but I said that because he’s my Token Local Friend and I believe - and I am reasonably sure he believes to - that friends have certain responsibilities to each other that they wouldn’t have to strangers. but I don’t think he’s responsible for my addiction or mental health. because no this is my issue. I have utterly no expectation that anyone I know try to solve it.

* Yes, I buy My Little Pony toys rather frequently. I just like having them around. They’re nice.

#this has been a self related post #drugs /#addiction /#actuallyaddicted #addict rants #school mention /#trauma mention /#medical mention /

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phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess · 7 years

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did i tell you about the wanker we had on our team tonight?

like, we’re at 2fort right... and this guy, rising erectile eagle or something to that effect, is a soldier.

the team, red, is pretty much spawncamped by multiple soldiers from the get-go.

no one can leave, no sentries live more than a millisecond. and it’s like ??? it’s 2fort, if you have to spawncamp that hard to get all three captures, you must be terrible players (spawncamping with a no cap treaty is different tho)

this guy spends the ENTIRE game in chat going on about how ‘his entire team are idiots/retards/have a collective ig of 7′ and ‘should just uninstall’... he breaks out fuck and cunt later on...

dude... had like 6 points... in all the games we played... his mediocre ass was levels above mine, and that’s the best he could do... as a soldier, at 2fort...

but it was toooooooootally the team’s fault.

dude would get out of the spawncamp, and fuck off, telling the other team ‘it’s really me vs all of you my team are useless’

and like, the blus were pretty much in the same boat us us, “alright edgelord chadley, time to calm down now”

everyone was just laughing at the dude, bc how pathetic can you be, really...

and not one game, but every game... bruh, it ain’t the team... but if you maybe helped for once, then they could get some points too instead of being spawncamped the whole match... ???

it was just really embarrassing to see him go on, and on, and ON like a tantruming small child... and all you can imagine is some angry tween shouting at his computer screen bc he’s pretty much mediocre at a random video game... but like, the possibility that he could be my age, or older (and there are always super-angry old dudes out there on the servers) is chilling

Don’t make me call supernanny on your ass, chadley erecteagles...

the real frustration was that the dude kept trying to votekick anyone he didn’t personally think was performing ‘to his standard’ (the high standard of 6, average, btw)... and it was like, bruh... make like Elsa and Let It Go...

No one got kicked

Not even him... bc it was sort of funny to watch this dude just about crap himself with anger, via misspelled chat text...

the other team wasn’t buying it either, like i said, they were asking the dude to chill from the get-go, but eventually everyone ignored him

kind of sad, tho, kind of pathetic

just keep thinking about how whacked your life must be to get super fucking pissed about a video game... at 2fort in TF2, in casual and not comp mode...

like... everyone else managed to have fun when they broke out of spawn, my son... and maybe you would have played better if you didn’t pause every three seconds to ALL CAPS TYPE ANGRY BLAME-LADEN BABBLE AT THE OTHER PLAYERS

my bruh, chill

it’s legit just a game... and you kind of suck at it, and that’s #okay

please cease being so damn cringeworthy, perhaps?

like, you always get that one dude every few matches that loses it over a loss, but never to this extent, not all damn game, it’s kind of ????

now, medics who uber someone only to have them blast off like team fucking rocket (or heal heavies who have a sandvich but let you die anyway), they’re the class with a legitimate grievance

or engineers on a team of like four pyros, who get backstabbed bc none of them spycheck... legit grievance

or spies that are in the perfect position, all staked out and everything, and then a teammates draws fire on where they’re hiding so it was all for nothing... 100% behind that level of fury

or heavies who have to run the whole map bc the engineers won’t put down a damn tele, hella legit frustration...

or legit anyone standing next to a sniper when they get backstabbed or attacked, and their ‘help’ gets ignored... is usually less frustrating, assuming they die immediately after as karma intends...

or, medic again... when you’re ALMOST at uber, and your healee just fucking RUNS into a group of enemies, who take them out... and then turn on medic... it’s like, ‘dude?’ but they always spam that e key for another chance at uber and you’re like, ‘Amyoyo, my good merc, amyoyo’

actually, it’s hilarious to get confused reactions when you tell someone (often someone who’s calling teh medic(s) all sorts of horrific names for not pocketing them exclusively, “Patient (their name), Diagnosis: AMYOYO”

bc then they have to ask what it means, but you’re busy so it bothers them all match until right at the end (as they die again bc no heals for you asshole), you have mercy and tell them... “Alright Motherfucker, You’re On Your Own”

...some dude was legit picking on this like, level 2 baby medic on my team the other week... they were doing their best, alright... they had uber issues (had to be told how to pop it, and how to time pre-match ubers so they didn’t die immediately)... this dude, like, bruh...

so, ‘what the fuck is wrong with you faggot’ and ‘you’re a fucking terrible cunt, medic’ was all levelled at them... and it was like, “My dude, apologise to them, your mediocre ass has like 12 points...”

they refused

“Patient (their name), Diagnosis: AMYOYO”

he was so pissed it was beautiful... but bc it was directed at me, it meant nothing... the babymedic did better, esp bc they learned not to just uber on the command of an asshole... and also, they got some assists

hate wasting uber, tbh

“Medic Medic Medic Medic” spams the players you know want a pocket but can’t do anything with it except get you both killed with no assists. “No No No No” you respond.

Dude, you give the uber to: a) yourself if it’s life or death b) yourself if you run into a sentry c) the nearest person you can find in a surrounded scenario d) the person you know will do the best work with it e) whoever is convenient and not on your shitlist f) everyone, that is to say, if everyone’s on fire and you have uber... it’s the fastest way to save them all esp. if the pyro’s still alive g) whoever the fuck medic wants to give it to, really

there’s this one dude, BounCe or something zany like that, who spent an entire match spamming E and getting angry when I DARED to (as sole healer on a 12-player team) heal OTHER PLAYERS than HIM... you know, bc he was fresh out of spawn and the others, who had actually been fighting, were near death. If you deployed an uber not on him, the boy lost it... ‘cunt this, cunt that’... bruh... chill

I didn’t know AMYOYO at the time, but I just said, “Good luck with that, motherfucker” and left him to die. He’d stand right next to me most of the match hitting ‘E’... and then run off to angrily die somewhere...

dude wasn’t a great player, but we had other brilliant players on the team anyway... who deserved uber...

side note: as a medic, you have to work with who you get... if i get a relatively new player who gets ubere d(to get us the fuck out of there or give them a chance to do the thing), and they miss all shots or aren’t quite sure what to do... that’s chill. sometimes you have to say, ‘when I do that, the uber, you’re invulnerable for a certain amount of time... you can shoot down the sentry or enemies and live’, and the next time it’s better.

but on the other hand, there are dudes who demand it, then do nothing with it, consistently... and are jerks to the rest of the team (esp. supports) for it

...so this guy, bounce, was busy being a dick in all the following matches. but then, the night before last, same dude pops into a game i rando’d in as medic... same shit. he didn’t remember. “Fucking hela me you cunt” “Why Bounce, that didn’t work the last time, my son, diagnosis: AMYOYO” and he lost it... I was laughing so hard.

Some dude named scooby doo is also on my shitlist, for attacking the entire team but mostly the medic. like dude... if medic is dying, alone, and has an uber, surrounded by the other team... no one is waiting 15 fucking seconds for your ass to respawn to pop it... rage all you wish...

honestly, the match i mention to start with, the other thing was that the dude did nothing but demand a pocket medic for himself and complained the team was useless bc they didn’t want to provide him with one... ...i was tempted to medic it up with everyone else, bc i rando’d in as one to start with, but the lag was making it hard to work out where people were. i refused to risk healing the dude, and went engie instead

Eternal AMYOYO for all of you... it’s just a game. it’s great fun and we love it, but it’s just a game and if you’re that serious, go to comp mode... where you can circlejerk to your own importance...

(honestly, most of the teams recently have been generally newish players who are trying to excitedly learn new maps and gameplay, strategies, etc. don’;t ruin it for them bc there are consequences)

#tf2 #no one can stop you

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Officer Ranks: Army

Not to be outdone, finally: the officer ranks! Everyone is fascinated by officer ranks for some reason. Somehow that little birdie or star seems like just the glamour and shine your character needs. But how DO officer ranks stack up? Is lieutenant colonel or colonel the higher rank? How do you address a group of officers? There are FOUR fucking types of generals?! Military ranks are different across the branches and internationally, but if your story features the U.S. Army, here’s a breakdown of officer ranks and rank etiquette. Reminder: Ranks in the army follow a numerical pattern, so if you’re ever not quite sure what the name of the higher rank is, you can reference them by nomenclature. E-series: E stands for enlisted. This refers to soldiers from private to sergeant major. Read the E-series post here! O-series: O stands for officer. This refers to soldiers from second lieutenant to general. W-series: W stands for warrant officer. This refers to soldiers from warrant officer 1 to chief warrant officer 5. W-series post coming soon! In ACUs, (army combat uniform) the rank is worn in the center of the chest via a velcro patch. In class-A uniforms, the rank is worn on the shoulder. Please keep in mind that I won’t be having a “titles” section for this post because officers are all addressed the same way: sir or ma’am, sir or ma’am. From the lowest to the highest officer. Nice and easy. Please also keep in mind that I was enlisted, so inevitably I view officers differently than others. I encourage folks who were officers to add their experiences to the post. O-1: Second lieutenant This and the next rank always trips everyone up. They think that FIRST lieutenant would be, you know, first. But you’re wrong. Sorry the army isn’t logical. Second lieutenants are brand spanking new officers. They’re fresh out of school and ready to hit the ground running. Or tripping. They’re often the butt of jokes because they’re relatively new to the real army, but they’re are put in a position of power right away, and that can cause some mischief. Second lieutenants usually hold a platoon leader position, meaning they help running a platoon alongside the platoon sergeant. O-1s are technically a higher rank than even a thirty-years enlisted sergeant major, but because they’re the officer equivalent of privates, they’re usually humble enough to realize they don’t know everything and to ask for help if they need it. If you need an officer rank to be chill and who’ll be hanging out with your lower enlisted, use an O-1, maybe an O-2. They’re expected to be near lower enlisted anyway since they’re your platoon leader, so it makes more sense than to have your privates hanging out with him rather than like, a colonel. joke titles: butter bar O-2: First lieutenant How to remember that first lieutenant is the higher rank: because second lieutenant is a second place lieutenant and first lieutenant is a first place lieutenant. In other words

He was number one. First lieutenants usually hold the same role as a second lieutenant, aka a platoon leader. They’re promoted automatically from second lieutenants after eighteen months. There’s really no significant difference between the two LTs other than pay, but a first lieutenant might be a company’s XO, which I will explain in the intermission. O-3: Captain People are often surprised to learn that captain is actually fairly low on the officer hierarchy. This is the last in the line of “company grade officers,” or officers you’re likely to find around a company. First lieutenants reach captain automatically after four years of enlistment. Captains are usually company commanders, making them in charge of three to five platoons. They run the company alongside the first sergeant. In the medical corps, people who enlist with completed medical degrees who go in to be doctors or surgeons enter automatically at O-3. This is usually the highest officer rank you interact with on a daily basis as a regular enlisted soldier, and how captains act can vary drastically. Your captain might’ve been in for five years and he might’ve been in for twelve years. He might be really chill or have a stick up his ass. It’s completely unique to your commander. Either way, an enlisted soldier would almost never fuck around with a captain like they might with an O-1. There’s just like...that line of professionalism you don’t want to cross. joke titles: First lieutenant, second class (their rank is essentially just two first lieutenant ranks combined)

O-4: Major This is the rank where you stop ranking up automatically, (majors require at least ten years time in service) and it’s also a sort of weird rank. They usually act as either a staff officer or as an XO in a battalion. Honestly, this rank is kinda...forgettable to me? As far as enlisted are concerned, the battalion commander outshines them in importance, and the company commander outshines them in relevance. I’ve never personally really interacted with majors that much except when they need me to provide information for their XO duties or they’re filling in for the battalion commander in his absence. it doesn’t help that O-4 is usually the rank where officers officially lose their chill. If you want your enlisted soldiers to have an officer around they don’t particularly care about, make them a major. A note: Major is when officers start being seen as “field grade” officers, at least until you reach General. also known as: gold leaf, light leaf ---- Intermission! Officer ranks aren’t that much more fun than enlisted ranks, so here’s a little rank etiquette to tide you over. • In a lot of these descriptions I say things like “___ are usually ___.” That’s because while most ranks are usually associated with a position, there’s exceptions to everything. Captains are usually company commanders, unless they’re in medical. Majors are usually battalion XOs, unless they’re a staff officer. If you aren’t sure what you want your officer to be doing, your best bet is to 1) choose their MOS, and 2) google that rank and MOS and see what comes up. If you’re really stuck, just stick with what I wrote here.

• I can see you referring to officers by their rank if you’re in a room that’s full of officers. This is one reason I specifically call lieutenants LT; I worked with a lot of LTs but we were often in close quarters with higher ranked officers and I wanted them to know I was addressing them instead of having every officer turn their head toward me because I said “sir” and there’s like six sirs in the room. I say L-T as in the letters; LT when written is usually just pronounced lieutenant, the same as SPC is just pronounced specialist, etc. • Officers do go through basic training when they first sign their contract. After that they go to OCS, or Officer Candidate School, for twelve weeks. • XO means “executive officer.” They’re basically like an administrator for the unit; XOs wind up sorta picking up the slack wherever it’s needed. They take care of the unit’s paperwork and supply stuff and maintenance stuff and basically just a lot of paper pushing nonsense gets shoved off onto the XO. They’re pretty important to keeping things running smoothly, but they often wind up falling wayside because on the outside they look extraneous. • Tip to remembering the order of the general ranks: Be (Brigadier) My (Major) Little (Lieutenant) General. • Addressing officers in groups: Mixed gender: ladies and gentlemen Only men: gentlemen Only women: ladies This is the only context in which it’s acceptable to say “ladies” in the military these days. Just referring to a group of female soldiers as ladies may result in you getting chewed out. I know this is a very binarist way of looking at officers, but in the modern army the binary is all they know. Feel free to invent another title in your military if necessary! Alright, shake it up; let’s get back to it!

---- O-5: Lieutenant Colonel Lieutenant colonels are usually the highest ranking officer most soldiers are going to see. You’re usually going to see them serving as battalion commanders, usually making them in charge of between four and six companies. They run the battalion alongside their sergeant major. It takes about fifteen years of service to reach this rank, and only about 70% of majors are even eligible. As a result, lieutenant colonel is a rank that most people probably won’t see until their mid thirties, if not early forties. Company commanders report directly to their battalion commander, so it’s not uncommon to see a lieutenant colonel surrounded by a bunch of captains, especially during a brief. Battalion commanders are typically the ones making the decisions for the whole battalion, so if you ever have some privates complaining about orders coming down from high, it’s safe to have them blame the lieutenant colonel. It’s acceptable to call a lieutenant colonel “colonel” or when talking about him by saying “the colonel,” but for the sake of clarity it’s probably better to say the “BC,” or “battalion commander.” joke title: colonel light (as in, a light version of a colonel) O-6: Colonel This is where my knowledge of officers gets a little shaky because even working at battalion, I didn’t interact that frequently with O-6 and above. Colonels are usually brigade commanders, meaning they manage between three to six battalions. They need at least twenty years of service under their belt before they can even be promoted to this rank. That’s because colonels are in charge of literally thousands of soldiers, and they don’t have time to be busying themselves with the little people. Usually when a battalion is getting worked up about a higher up’s visit, it’s going to be from the brigade colonel, as he’ll make the rounds in the companies in his battalions to make sure everything is up to snuff. Colonels work with a command sergeant major, but they also will often be surrounded by battalion commanders, aka lieutenant colonels, and majors, as majors will often be staff officers for the brigade level as well. Colonels themselves can also work as division-level staff officers. A note: Colonel and above is usually what enlisted are referring to when they say “the brass,” meaning, “the really high-ranking officers who are really important.” joke title: full bird (due to their rank being a spread eagle) O-7 Brigadier General Behold: the start of the generals. Brigadiers are also called “one stars” because their rank is...get ready for it...a star. Despite their rank title they’re basically the XO of a division, although they’re called “deputy commanders” instead. There can only be 150 one stars for the entire army. It’s an extremely competitive position and achieving it is very difficult. Something like one percent of all officers can make this rank. The president of the united states has to recommend you, if that’s not enough pressure. I don’t believe there’s a minimum time in service/time in grade, (although you’ve already been in at least twenty years to become a colonel, so what’ve you to lose at this point?) and because there’s such a strict limit, you can basically only even become a one star if someone else in a one star position retires or is promoted while you happen to be qualified. So even if you’ve done everything right your entire career, you might not reach this rank before the army forcibly retires you. O-7 and above is where you start referring to officers as “flag officers.” Flag officers are often referred to by their actual rank or as “general,” although “sir/ma’am” is still acceptable. Flag officers are often the ones who work at the pentagon and similar jobs. joke titles: one star, Baby General O-8 Major General The “two star” general. These guys are usually division commanders, making them in charge of about 10,000 to 15,000 soldiers, and something like four to six brigades. As far as the modern military goes, I think “division” is about as high as most people bother learning. Tbh most don’t even bother learning brigade level, but it’s not uncommon at all to find a soldier who has no idea who his division commander is, which can make for a great scene if you have some two star yelling into some poor private’s face and he’s just like “DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!” and the private’s just wide eyed like, “Uh...no???” (yes we are SUPPOSED to know who these people are...do we? Nah...) There’s only 99 major general slots for the entire army, and it gets even worse from here. joke titles: two star, Mini General. O-9 Lieutenant General The “three star” general. These guys command a corps, (pronounced “core”) which is between like two and five divisions, so anywhere between like 20,000 to 60,000 soldiers. This is basically the highest level of, for lack of a better term, the “actual army.” Beyond the corps you’ve got mostly a bunch of officials who aren’t really involved in combat or deployment and they just work sorta on running the army itself. Barring an exceptional circumstance, this is probably the highest ranking officer any given soldier will ever meet, and even then it probably wouldn’t be in person. There’s only 43 lieutenant general slots for the entire army. joke titles: three star, Lil’ General O-10 General The toppest dog that ever topped: the grand four-star general. O-10s are a big damn deal, and yet, I have almost nothing to tell you about them. I have never met one. I’ve never even SEEN one. I have no idea what generals even DO tbh. Can you blame me? There are NINE of them in the entire army! I do know they’re appointed by the president, (although the appointment has to be approved by the senate) and they’re only allowed to retain the position up until 40 years of service or at age 62, although with multiple waivers they can remain a general until age 68. I know they work in the pentagon and do other government work. I know they interact with the president and have a hand in discussing tactics and handling strategical geographic placement of troops. Obviously they’re consulted more when war is on the table, when there’s a real-time need to sort out where you’re going to put boots on the ground in other countries. I know they’re the ones overseeing deployed divisions and figuring out where they should be going and what they should be doing. I know they usually hold the position of the chief of staff, (which is a position all soldiers are expected to know and i will do an original post on one day) but that’s a purely administration position and has no realistic pull over the army itself. I guess generally (get it? generally?) they’re just a very old, very important dude. joke titles: four star, full general, O.G. (As in O-General)

Now, what everyone REALLY wants to know... What about five star generals?? What about the general of the army??

Fun fact: four star generals are pretty much where the ranks realistically end. Guess who’s going to copy and paste this section from a previous ask? This guuuuyyyyy. Now, what most people know of as a general in the military has a rank of four stars, and that’s typically your highest rank. There have been ceremonial ranks bestowed upon generals in special circumstances and/or for outstanding service, and they’ve been crowned “five star general” or “General of the Army.” There hasn’t been one in literally decades because its purpose is almost completely ceremonial. So promotion from four star general to five star general would be a very tremendous ceremony indeed, partly because it hasn’t happened in ages and partly because it only happens for the purpose of it being a tremendous ceremony. There have only ever been five generals of the army The story us lower enlisted were always told is that the U.S. had an inferiority complex about sending a four star to meet with other world powers, so they created the five star rank and the title “general of the army” for the sole purpose of impressing other nations. But that’s just from the PNN, or Private News Network, and I don’t encourage you to recite it as fact (but it would be nice flavor text for a story amongst soldiers shooting the shit). There is TECHNICALLY a rank above General of the Army, which is General of the ArmIES, (informally a “six star general”) but it is practically not a real rank and has only ever been held by General Pershing (who is a big damn deal in the army btw look into that dude) and George Fucking Washington, and posthumously at that. Basically, as far as modern military is concerned, a four star general is the highest rank. This post freaking kicked my ass today so I really hope it’s got some info in it you guys can use. Look forward to my warrant officer post in the near future, and in the mean time get writing those officers!

-Spc. Kingsley

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