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#but then sometimes it's like she's an afterthought?? idk
r0bee · 6 months
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Seen people talking about how Lloyd and Kai fans are winning with Dragons Rising but barely anyone is talking about Nya fans. As a Nya fan I need to acknowledge that I'm winning so hard rn my girl is finally getting the screen time she deserves
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k4katsujin · 10 months
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brain empty just thoughts full of miguel having a soft spot for you and hobie's relationship
like if you were in different dimensions hobie would beg for miguel to let him visit you.
and if you were in the same dimension he would beg miguel to send him on missions with you
wait now i want to make it a lil fic
kind of a drabble? idk
ok afterthought this is way longer than a drabble lmao mb
word count : 561 😭
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it was a peaceful day at the spidersociety's headquarters. all the anomalies you and hobie have caught while patrolling were imprisoned in their cages, you did your daily patrolling chores and now boredom seemed to have gotten the best of you.
sometimes when you're bored, you wonder what your boyfriend was doing. well, factually speaking he was not quite your boyfriend, because of his "i hate labels" stuff, but it was most likely the two of you had something
sadly you spent most of your time wondering how he was going. you couldn't communicate because your communicator broke and miguel decided hobie had to give his to you.
you know what? fuck that hierarchy thing, just because some vampire spider man didn't want you to multi dimensional travel doesn't mean you wouldn't.
you then left your small apartment and headed to the headquarters.
"don't even think of it." firmly said miguel.
"what? i didn't even say anything yet-" you say.
"your backpack. it's the one you always bring with you when i send you in missions with hobie. considering the disaster it made when i left gwen visit miles last time, i am not letting this happen a second time." he said firmly.
"please." you try to beg. "it has been weeks since you last sent us on a mission together. plus it's soon our birthday and we celebrate all of them together. please? i promise you won't hear anything from me next."
"fine" he sighed, "but only for three days."
"four days? please?" you try to negotiate.
(i don't know how to describe it but imagine him pinching his nose yknow the thing he did In the movie)
"if i let you go, will you stop harassing me ?" he asked, visibly annoyed.
"pinky promise!" you exclaim, "thank you so much!"
he then opened a portal which led you to your boyfriend's dimension. you walked a bit to the bar where he probably was, as usual.
once you arrived, riri, one of hobie's best friend, warmly greeted you.
"glad to see you around!" she says with a warm smile. "if you're here to see hobie, he's in the back!."
you then headed to the room in the back of the building. you did find him practicing with his band. taking care to not disturb them, you sat on a small table in the back of the room.
you couldn't help but admire him. despite everything he went through, he always kept going.
"hobes", said a member of the group."i think someone's waiting for you."
as soon as he noticed your face, you could see his instantly lit up.
once his practice went all smooth, the two of you headed outside. a fresh breeze greeted you as the two of you tried to catch up on the lost time.
"i can't believe miguel let you come there" he says in disbelief. "i ain't complaining though, i missed my sunshine a whole bunch" he continues before kissing you.
"i missed you too, hobie," you murmur with a soft smile.
the two of you kept wandering in the streets, talking about random things.
"you down for cuddles, sunshine?" he asked as you came back home.
the two of you sat on the floor, your head on his chest, feeling his soft heartbeat.
eventually you both drifted to sleep, his hand playing with your hair.
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yoooo 🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻 call me the ceo of ooc hobie atp x)
uhhh yea sorry the end is a bit rushed but 😭😭 also im in an agsty mood so i'll write smth when reader finds out hobie is cheating on them when they come to his dimension 😈😈
ALSO if you want some sleepy hobie hcs you can find them here ! :D
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chaifootsteps · 25 days
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i saw an interview this morning where valentinos voice actor is asked about his characters relationship to the other vees and he briefly explains that vox and val in this weird gay relationship where they make out and do stuff but then straight up says "uhhhh i dont know what valentinos relationship is with velvet lol!"
the bar is in hell for women characters (pun intended) because a velvet USED to have a relationship with vox and val during the instagram days. i like that she was more like a daughter to him and that they bonded over violence! shit like that was what actually made valentino feel like a complex character who can be good and bad. because i literally cannot think of a single relationship hes on good terms with. voxvals whole appeal is that theyre toxic gay bitches! so having just ONE good relationship in his life, even if its just with his weird 30 year old coworker daughter, could actually make him feel like a person with layers like valentino fans desperately insist he is in the show.
since rn velvet just kind of. exists! she barely speaks to the other vees, doesn't seem to enjoy spending time with them unless she can film them dancing and making out, shes mostly frowning in the finale whenever vox opens his mouth, and never directly even speaks to val. why would val not speak to someone he lives (i think) and considers his equal?
like she very much has the ability to become a compelling fun character/villian when shes separated from the other vees. which sucks! because it just makes me wonder "would valentino or vox tangibly lose anything if velvet didnt work with them? and would anything change about their dynamic if she wasnt there?" and i know the answer is "probably not!"
the fact that no ones mentioned her despite s2 having a "heavier focus on the vees" is so fucking telling. she really doesnt feel like the backbone of the vees! she feels like the third wheel vox and val hired and she just stays with them for power despite her not speaking/having a relationship with them at all. its not even like the idea of "30 year old woman stops caring so much about her gay dads she created and slowly begins to resent them, working with them anyway for power" is a terrible idea, but i absolutely know thats not what viv intended. vel is absolutely an afterthought in the writing when shes with the other vees and its apart of what makes me dislike them now more then ever. if s1 couldnt even have velvet speak to the other vees about ANYTHING other then important business stuff (like, idk, fashion, technology, love potions, the few fucking things these characters have in common) then i doubt s2 is gonna be much better.
anyway velvet should leave the vees and get some granny gyatt from carmilla thank u 4 reading <3
Calling it now, season 2's going to contain as little Velvette as Viv can get away with. Because you said it best yourself -- she's not so much a character as a third wheel Vox and Val hired. If they're not around then she's sometimes allowed to shine, but if they are, forget it. It's all about them.
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yesimwriting · 2 years
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For some reason I came up with a fake scenario where Billy and Stu sneak up to Y/n's window and they open it and all they hear is music blasting through the house. They sneak downstairs confused and ya wanna know what they see? 🤣 Idk why, but I imagined Y/n just bustin it down with a bottle of vodka in her hand and Randy smoking a blunt on the couch and giggling to himself 💀🤣🤣 and Billy and Stu are so jealous cause Y/n hasn't been answering any calls and here she is, basically throwing it back in front of Randy 😭😭🤣 and dancing her little heart out.
disclaimer: if my writing is bad pls forgive me i just woke up from a drunk nap, violently hungover, there's just something about drinking in a frat that makes the alcohol hurt u more :,) pray for me
this scenario is so good tho?? as someone who is the drinking while others get high friend, i feel represented lmao (my lungs are naturally trash, they do not need the excuse to be worse!!)
also the implications? I love, like Billy and Stu casually hanging out in Y/n's house, Y/n and Randy being besties, jealousy? love!! that inspired a little drabble :))
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Twice. Billy had called you twice. Once while waiting for Stu to come by and one more time with Stu right next to him. The long ringing rubbed them both the wrong way. That familiar pinch of panic that Billy only ever felt when it comes to you quickly struck him in the chest. 
His mom had pulled away slowly at first, too, until she left completely. His hands pulled into fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. Billy was so blinded that Stu, who was dealing with one too many flashbacks of his parents ignoring his calls when he was younger, had to be the voice of reason. If our babydoll thinks she’s too busy for us, we’ll make ourselves too busy for her. 
So they both spent a few hours with their girlfriends. It worked out well, Sidney and Tatum couldn’t begin to see themselves as afterthoughts, and they knew how you’d react. You never said anything when they made a point of spending time with their girlfriends, but they knew that it hurt you. The corner of your mouth would turn downwards, and you’d shrink away for a moment, nervously picking at your nails. Sometimes you’d even become a little snippy, the start of an attitude that they knew how to handle. 
It was kind of cute, the way you’d get flustered, trying to convince yourself and them that you’re not jealous.
Billy had a feeling that if he said the right things, pushed you the right way, you’d be needier than usual. He could use that right now, a reminder that you need them. Stu pulled the jealousy card a little more often, but it never grows old. It was the only time he allowed himself to think that maybe he does like seeing you a little upset from time to time if it’s over him.
They called you again once they got to Stu’s house. No answer. Enough was enough.
You were home alone, you mentioned that everyone you lived with would be gone for most of the weekend on Friday during lunch. Billy and Stu had been looking forward to it. With all the murders, you’d be happy for their company...expected or otherwise. 
When they get to your house, the first thing they notice is that there’s no light coming in from your bedroom window. That’s not enough reason to panic yet. Sometimes when you’re home alone at night, you like watching movies in the living room. 
This is far from the first time the two of them enter your room through your window. The lack of light doesn’t inhibit them, they’ve come here more times than even you know.
Your window is cracked open slightly. Billy’s already planning on teasing you about it. There’s a killer on the loose and you’re alone and you left your window open. With all the scary movies you’ve watched together, you really should know better. 
Stu wastes no time. As soon as he’s in your room, he starts looking around, noting the new arrangement of books on your shelf and the oversized shirt tossed over the chair of your desk.
“Wait a second,” Stu mumbles as Billy approaches the door to your bedroom, “She went to the mall with Tatum the other day. Tatum came back with a bag from Victoria’s secret, I want to see if she got anything new.” 
Billy sighs, lingering in the space between your bed and your door. The sound of distant music is starting to get to him, ruining the normal feeling he gets from being in your room. The music isn’t exactly shaking the house, but it’s a little louder than the normal volume you set. It’s also not the kind of music you normally listen to, the base is too intense. It reminds him of the music that’s in the background of parties. 
“She’s with someone,” Billy mumbles, jaw clenching. 
Stu freezes, gripping the handle of your dresser drawer. “It’s almost 10:00 and she’s not with Sidney or Tatum.” The thought that the reason you weren’t answering their calls is because you’re with someone hits him straight in the chest. “If it’s that guy from her English class that’s always looking at her--” 
The rational part of Billy’s mind that warns him against giving into his instincts too much is oddly quiet. That’d be too obvious, its whisper is practically drowned out by that damn feeling in his chest. She’s leaving you.
“I know where he lives,” Stu continues, “We can make it look like an accident.” 
Billy partially snaps out of it. “You’d gut him, and you know it.” Stu shrugs the dismal, making a mental note to bring it up later. “Let’s just find her.” 
Both of them walk down the stairs and into your living room. They round the corner, following the sound of music to your kitchen. You’re there, casually swaying to the music and badly humming along. You seem so content, so fine without them.
Billy holds out a hand, signaling to Stu to not make his presence known yet. They quietly walk further into the room, noticing someone sitting on your couch. Randy. This revelation doesn’t fully ease either of them.
You stumble in an attempt to turn to the music. Your eyes immediately lock on the two lurking trespassers. On a normal night, they might try to look apologetic. Tonight though, they have no reason to feel bad about coming here unannounced. It’s not even controlling of them, they called. Three different times. What were you and Randy doing that was so important you couldn’t even answer the phone to let them know?
Instead of expressing any sort of concern, you laugh, the bottle in your hand swaying. The clear liquid almost sloshes out as you grin. “You guys are here!” 
Throwing caution to the wind, you run towards them, pulling Billy and Stu into a quick hug. You nearly trip on your own feet as you pull away, giving Billy an excuse to grab onto your arm.
Randy, rightfully confused, tilts his head back, revealing red tinted eyes. “Shit, you like summoned them.” You scoff energetically at the comment. A peacefully high Randy and an enthusiastically drunk you. It’s a combination Stu and Billy realize they don’t have to worry about in the way that they were thinking. 
“Summoned us?” Billy tilts his head, already slightly amused. 
You nod happily,“Yep!” You squeeze Billy’s arm gently. “Missed you two, drinking’s not that fun without you guys making fun of me.” 
Stu blink, easing slightly. “We called.” 
At that, your expression falls. Your eyebrows draw together, eyes widening apologetically as your lips pull into a pout. “You did?” You twist in Billy’s hold, the bottle of vodka in your hand nearly slipping from your grasp. “I must not have heard music--” You cut yourself off, your head falling to the side in confusion. A small giggle escapes you at the thought of your mistake. “No, no--I-I heard the music. That was the problem. I didn’t hear the phone over the music.” Stu bites down a smile, wondering how far he can pull at your alcohol fused guilt. “I’m sorry.” 
He shifts, leaning against the wall. You frown a little more at that. Where’s your hug? You turn your head, moving past Billy and wrapping your arms around Stu. You grab onto him a little too fast. “Woah,” Stu mumbles, squeezing you back, “Guess good pal Randy didn’t think to tell you to slow down.” 
“I did,” Randy defends himself flatly, “She didn’t take it well.” 
Stu now smiles openly. “You were mean to poor Randy?” 
You shake your head against his chest. “Not mean, just didn’t listen.” 
“You almost ripped my head off.” 
“Yeah,” with a dramatic roll of your eyes, you pull away from Stu, “Because you’re making my living room smell like weed, not because of the drinking comment.” With a huff, you cross your arms in front of your chest, the bottle nearly slipping from your grasp again. “My family’s gone for a night, not forever.” 
Randy sighs, “Light a candle.” 
“Told you, doesn’t work if you smoke on the couch. It gets into the fabric and pillows and stuff.” 
He shuts his eyes at your whine, “You’re just upset I wouldn’t let you smoke.”
“Because you didn’t give me a good ‘no’-reason.”
Ignoring the slurred way your words come out, Randy lazily turns, “Drunk you is fun, high you is messy.” You glare at him, unable to argue. “Face it, Stu’s the only one willing to babysit you when you smoke.” 
“She’s not that bad,” Stu defends weakly, placing his hands around your waist, “Last time she didn’t even cry when she got paranoid.” 
You gently elbow him, upset that they’re ganging up on you. “You two aren’t funny.” 
“I’ll get high with you, babe,” Stu’s tone has taken on that slightly condescending softness as he reaches for you again. “As soon as you’re not hungover, promise.” 
You let him hug you. “’M not gonna be hung over.”
“Mhm,” Stu mumbles, “Tell me that again tomorrow.”
“Okay,” Randy says as he stands, “I was supposed to leave like an hour ago, but Y/n didn’t want to be alone.” 
Randy starts approaching the front door. “Bye Randy! Leave me a message when you get home so I know you didn’t get murdered.” 
“Guy smoking weed, walking home late at night,” Randy muses, “Don’t love my odds.” He pauses at your frown. “Kidding, I live one street down from you. I’ll be fine and I’ll leave a message.” 
You nod in acceptance. “Bye!” Randy waves you off before stepping out of your front door. The sound of the door shutting reminds you of something. “How’d you guys get in? Door was locked.” 
“Your window wasn’t,” Stu replies easily.
At this point, the thought of them coming in through your window doesn’t even phase you. “You two, always with the window.” 
“Maybe you’ll learn to lock it,” Billy muses, voice oddly cold, “There’s a killer on the loose.” 
You frown at that. “One, I’m not high, you can’t freak me out. Two, it’s not like I want to keep you guys out.” 
Billy angles his head downwards, looking at you in a way you can’t read, so you choose to focus on the way his hair falls across his face. “You don’t?” 
You shake your head dramatically, “No, I like it when you’re here. I’d let you guys in through the front door.” 
“Didn’t think you’d answer,” he mumbles, “You didn’t answer the phone.” 
You move away from Stu to stand closer to Billy. You do feel sorry for missing the calls, but you’re not in the mood for this. You’re too tired for anything that isn’t casual and happy. “I’m sorry,” you say again. 
There’s something harsh about Billy’s expression. It’s so sharp it hits you straight in the chest. You don’t like it. You want it gone. It doesn’t feel like you’re standing next to the Billy you know. You reach a hand out without thinking, your fingers cautiously brushing against his lower arm. With no warning, Billy turns his hand over in order to grab your hand. He squeezes your hand so tightly it feels uncomfortable. He takes advantage of his hold on you, tugging you forward. You stumble, catching yourself before you can fall against his chest. Billy tilts his head down, his forehead just barely touching yours. The way he’s looking at you changes slightly, but it doesn’t lose its intensity. 
After a long second, you find a meeker version of your voice. “Are you mad at me?”
“Don’t leave me,” he blurts out, voice low and harsh and so close to vulnerable a chill runs through you. Despite the alcohol in your system, you know that this stray from his usual facade is significant. You just don’t understand why. 
You hold his stare as long as he lets you. He breaks away from the display of neediness, turning his head to hide his gaze in your neck. His father’s voice is screaming in his head, repulsed by his own weakness. Torn between pushing you away and pulling you even closer, Billy’s grip on you tightens even more. 
A more sober you would have reacted differently. You wouldn’t have pushed Billy away, not after what he said, but you might have hesitated a little more, maybe even questioned what he meant. “What?” You almost regret breaking the silence, one of your hands moving to smooth his hair. “I’m not going anywhere.” He pulls away just enough to look you in the eye. There’s an uncertainty there that exhausts you. “You know how much you guys mean to me.” When Billy still doesn’t ease, you frown, placing a hand on his cheek. “You guys want to sleep over? We can watch movies and tomorrow morning you can see how not hung over I am.” 
“Adorable,” Stu hums teasingly, running a hand up and down your upper arm, “You two should kiss and makeup more often.” 
You roll your eyes. “We weren’t fighting and we didn’t kiss.” Billy, feeling a tiny bit better, places a hand on the back of your head. He pulls you forward, kissing the side of your head. You smile, fondness pooling in your eyes. “Haha,” you mumble dryly, “Are you guys staying over or not?” 
After a second, Billy answers, “We’ll stay since you clearly can’t be trusted to stay home alone. Leaving your window open is opening-scene-of-a-horror-movie level of a bad idea.” 
You don’t glare at him the way you normally would. Maybe it’s the buzz of alcohol, or maybe it’s the warmth of their touch against your flushed skin. “As long as you guys are staying.” 
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acourtofwhatthefuck · 25 days
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About the white washing in fanart:
I also think SJM is largely to blame for the white washing and lack of representation of POC with her characters. She uses such vague language, I had NO idea Lucien was POC until Feyre pointed out he looked like Helion (I pictured him like a Weasley brother for the longest time😭).
And saying the batboys have “golden brown” skin?? What does that mean? Are they middle eastern? Are they just tan? Like Rhys also has “alabaster” skin at one point. It’s so problematic to use vague language like that imo, it seems like an excuse to he able to claim representation without actually having it.
And Helion’s skin is described as a rich umber, which I (along with most people) would envision as dark-skinned, but then in an interview SJM says he’s Persian and his skin isn’t apparently that dark??
It goes along with how Mor and Azriel were originally supposed to get together. Sarah backtracks from her own character descriptions and identities for cheap attempts at inclusivity.
Queer and POC people deserve their own storylines, not the afterthoughts that she gives them.
Sorry for the rant, idk I just feel like while some artists definitely skew character descriptions in a problematic way, it also falls greatly on SJM for her own poor POC representation.
This is a really, really good point. Sometimes it feels like authors have a “representation” checklist that they use for their works so that they can avoid being accused of not having any diversity or representation, but then they’re so vague and nondescript about their characters as though they don’t truly want to commit to it. I really don’t get it.
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butmakeitgayblog · 3 months
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I shouldn’t speak on anyone else’s behalf, but I’d like to hear about the new angsty not-fake-dating au idea please
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Ok 👀
Gonna preface this by saying Clarke's overall character in the first half is... questionable. But listen just, set that aside for a minute and think of Clexa and also endgame 😅
So I was thinking something along the lines of Lexa gets recruited by a friend of a friend of a friend/distant classmate/ad in the college paper? Idk, whatever. But anyway, someone she's not at all close with or really has any ties to, and she's basically hired to pretend to be this girl's girlfriend for a group vacation her and her friends are going on (She's a nice girl, but a lonely gay/bi in a group of party girls/ habitually dating girls who always have Someone™ dangling off their arm, but this girl does not. Always looked over, the eternally single friend, etc. You get the gist.) And Lexa's hot. And kind of intimidating. Has that whole smokey eyed badass, femme fatale aura about her. It's... a reach, but also kind of perfect because it'll make this girl look fantastic to her friends in the street cred department and also possibly give her confidence the little boost that it needed. And considering Lexa grew up the only gay in her town, and didn't grow into her very gangly and awkward body until senior year of high school, she gets what it's like to always be the one passed up. Plus she could use the cash. So she's more than down for this. Everything's great, right? Right.
Except for the fact that one of said girls on the trip is in fact, Clarke. Who does have her own date. Now, I can't quite decide if Clarke would know about the arrangement or not, but regardless, Clarke has always been the main one in the group who is this girl's cheerleader. Very "you're better than how you treat yourself. You deserve everything, and it's not fair that people don't see it. The right person will fall in love with you in an instant, believe me. You're worth it." Very that supportive friend. She's ride or die until the end.
Now, Lexa's technically "on the clock" so to speak the entire trip, which means she is laying on the charm thiccc af. It's not exactly a stretch by any means because she is naturally a doting girlfriend in relationships (when she has one), but ya know, she's giving this girl her money's worth. She wants her feel like a princess for the entire trip. Yes it's a job, but it's also nice just making a girl feel special when she's not used to it.
The only problem is... Clarke is also seeing all of this. All of Lexa's sweetness and all of her thoughtful actions. Her attentiveness and her softness beneath the edgy exterior. The little presents Lexa surpises her friend with, the way she remembers her friend's little quirks. Always remembering her food preferences, her favorite drinks. Lexa's got this girlfriend thing down to a science. She's just so goddamn thoughtful and charming to boot. And also hot. Can't forget hot. Like really, unfairly hot. But mostly it's the way she's so gentle and sweet.
The other issue is, Lexa sees that in Clarke too. She sees that out of everyone, Clarke is pretty much the only one who actually treats this girl with kindness and respect. Never talking down to her or placating her, never just treating her like an afterthought. Clarke is so damn sweet and thoughtful, beautiful and fiery sometimes to a fault. She's funny, and warm, and just... the entire package. She understands why Clarke is never single.
But. It quickly becomes A Problem™. Because it's in the moments that Lexa is trying very hard to just focus on her "job" that she constantly finds herself in Clarke's orbit. In the mornings when she's up early making ~her girl~ her fancy coffee, late at night when she's tinkering around in the kitchen making her a lil snackie snack so they can watch a movie before bed. Those stolen interacting becomes moments of them just talking, Clarke on the counter as they chat while Lexa feels her eyes on everything she does. Them lounging by the pool while the others run into town for supplies. Dinners out with Clarke sat close on one side,,, while the girl sits on the other.
And there's flirting. Way too much flirting whenever they're in private. Effortless flirting that Lexa isn't really aware of until it smacks her in the face that they're both just idiots smiling. But it's all very cloaked in joking and throwaway moments because, technically, they're both supposed to be attached.
And as most things are, everything is fine. Until it's not.
The whole situation comes to a boiling point when they just get lost in one of those moments. A night of too many drinks and way too much flirting, finding themselves entirely too close in their villa's bathroom. It feels dangerously like the period on the end of a sentence that was written the second they'd layed eyes on each other. Before they realize what they're doing, Lexa's hoisted Clarke up onto the bathroom counter, her fingers pumping between Clarke's legs. It's a heated rush of moans and licks to sex-sweetened skin, both grabbing at each other through messy kisses meant to leave bruises. Both way too far gone into the release of all the tension to realize that... Clarke's being kind of loud...
It's a fucking catastrophe after that because yeah, well, Clarke definitely just cheated. In front of everyone. Including her "boyfriend". Though granted she'd only been seeing the guy for like a month so it's... it's not as earth shattering for her as it could be. But the real issue, the real vomit inducing kick in the moral gut is that she's just ruined the entire facade for het friend. Made her a look fool in front of everyone. Basically fucked the entire thing up for this girl who had only wanted to feel like she fit in. Just once. It honestly makes her feel awful. It's not like she just accepts it and feels ok with it, she is thoroughly disgusted with herself.
Obviously Lexa returns the money, letting herself be branded a homewrecker and cheater rather than embarrassing this girl further with exposing the truth that they were never actually together. She can carry that stigma as long as it means she's not doing anything to hurt this girl worse. She's caused enough problems as it is.
In the end everyone goes home. Pissed off or hurt or with a new bit of gossip to tell. Clexa going their own separate ways, without a single other word to each other.
The girl never talks to Clarke again when they get home and despite Clarke's efforts to try and make amends, she doesn't blame her. It was the single worst fuck up she'd ever made in her life. Which is why she takes the time to stop dating altogether and start really working on herself. Because she didn't like the version of herself who would do something like that to anyone, much less her friend. Feelings or not. Tipsy or not.
Lexa also never hears from the friend again, though that is not even remotely a surprise after everything. But she still wishes she could have done something to make things right. Some gesture or, or... something to fix what she'd fucked up so royally. It's a guilt she carries with her for a long, long while.
Eventually though, a few years down the line when it's more just a distant memory that still stings but doesn't burn quite as bad as it used to, the friend reaches out to Clarke in the form of a very opulent and beautiful wedding invitation that says she's... getting married to the guy Clarke cheated on that weekend. Clarke doesn't want to go, at all, but kind of feels obligated because not only is this the first olive branch she's ever gotten from her old friend, but also like,,, tf??? You're marrying that guy?!??! What the hell happenesd??? So she's gotta go. She has to, just to make the final amends for what she did.
Which works out well because the girl is all smiles and that bubbly laughter that comes from real, true happiness. She seems so easy and free when she tells Clarke that she is total over it. That they'd found the love that they'd been searching for in each other while commiserating through the pain of that trip. "Eh. Burnt toast theory and all that," is how she puts it with a lift of her champagne in response to Clarke's very thought-out apology.
So it's good. It's not great, and it doesn't make up for what Clarke did, but at least she now knows that her friend is at peace with what happened.
And then aND THEN Clarke catches a glimpse of Lexa at one of the tables across the room. Looking awkward and unsure and still disrespectfully hot in her formal wedding attire. And her friend, in all of her wedded blissed out glory, is like "Oh right. So. Speaking of blasts from the past. I invited another old friend... You should go say hi."
With the bride's blessing, she does exactly that despite her absolute terror at the prospect of seeing Lexa again. They have drinks and reminisce over wedding cake about that fucking shitshow of a vacation, catching each other up on where they are in their lives now and how they've been. They talk about how stupid they were. How awful and, honestly, immature. But through their embarrassed commiseration and disgust with their past selves, they both carefully (and not so carefully) toe around the subject that while they both do regret the way it happened... neither actually regret that it did. Because the sex had meant something. Because the feelings were entirely real. Those late night talks and time spent together still mean something today. Even through the messiness and the people hurt in the aftermath, the connection had been real, and in the end it had always sort of felt like the other was 'the one who got away'. So, drinks turn into dancing, which turns into Lexa catching a ride home with Clarke in a designated cab. And before either of them know what's happening, it's Clarke that Lexa is making breakfast for in bed 👀
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wait I already asked for sum but I'm asking again — haha sorry
fem werewolf reader x garroth - my street location but after all the chaos so garroth is a werewolf too
nobody knows reader is a wolf as she got bullied for it when she was young, way before high school and she learned how to hide her ears and tail so she always did and eventually it became about of an afterthought at times although it was a topic she hates thinking abt
reader is Katelyn's best friend as they used to play volleyball together in pdh, garroth and everybody else obviously knows her too but Katelyn was closest with her. She always kept her friend group smaller than most and she was knows to be sweet, although she had an attitude and a sarcastic tone at times, which Katelyn loves most about her. tldr garroth and reader become close but he feels detached from everyone, as if he's keeping them at arms length, due to his trauma. Garroth has a breakdown in public when hanging w everyone (for reasons you can think of sorry Juliet 😭) and idk things happen and reader opens up to make him feel better and smooch they're baes
a/n this is such a fun request i LOVE this !! and tysm for requesting <3 i have a few other requests which I'll definitely get to eventually :)
not proof read !!! sorry, wrote this at half 2am and i really didn't wanna read it through😭
also the pic is from Pinterest:
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Garroth Ro'meave x fem!Wolf!Reader.
Love.
A social construct made up by lonely people who find sorrow in their isolation. Yet, no matter how much versatility love had in the eyes and, most importantly, hearts of people, the pain and adrenaline and even the dependancy love can cause is seen as a fundamental process of loving and being "normal". Now, I know this sounds pessimistic and something that a typical single, and way too desperate to mingle, person would say, I adore the idea of love and the feeling it gives us. Sometimes, life feels so meaningless and unnecessary, so the feeling of love and even the hurt or happiness it can often bring can make us as people feel so much less alien.
Now, the reason i'm so fixated on the topic of romance is due to the current predicament i find myself in. In high school, my friend Aphmau fell desperately in love with Aaron Lycan, it was cute. What was even cuter was the fact they stuck it out and are even currently engaged! Sure, we lost a figurative single soldier who ended up being taken but that was fine, it was fun fos us to gossip about and hope we could have what they have. Kawaii— no, Nana got into a relationship with Zane which was... unexpected to say the least, but it was nice to know Zane had opened up to someone other than Aphmau and that Nana finally had something she had always wanted. Katelyn broke up with Jeffory in high school too, she went through a tough time but i knew my best friend was going to be okay, and soon enough she was. However, what was NOT okay was that she ended up in a relationship too! I mean, of course she's an adult and i want the best for her and i truly am happy but wow, now i have the least amount of relatability, even to my best friend, all because Travis finally wooed her. I hadn't expected to be the only one on mystreet that was single.
Well, only single female, that is. There was Dante, who still had yet to manage his own love life but he recently went on a journey of self discovery and trying to be happy with who he is and not feel as though he had to change himself in order to be loved romantically. Kim and Lucinda were also single, although they never showed much interest in getting into a relationship, well not Lucinda at least. Kim seemed like she might just be too awkward to even try. But they didn't matter, i wasn't all that close with them, even though Lucinda and Kim felt closer than Dante due to the events of what had happened at the lodge... yeah, those experiences definitely brought us closer.
There was also Garroth...
Garroth Ro'meave, what a character. He's somebody that is incredibly attractive, objectively of course - i personally don't have feelings for him. He has this gorgeous head of sandy blonde hair, long enough to tie up into a tiny ponytail but still short enough to have tendrils of a mellow gold sticking out at the front. His skin was a pretty tan colour, he went outside alot and although he put on sunscreen, he never really bothered to apply more throughout the day so especially after coming back from holiday, his skin was lovely, sunkissed even. And although i could go on and on about his muscles and peculiar yet endearing fashion sense - I've yet to mention his best feature.
His eyes.
They were Sapphires, beautiful gemstones that shone with such luminosity that only the most expensive crystals could achieve. Although, the colour of his eyes moreso resembled Aquamarines, or perhaps even Blue Agates. His eyes were even more radiant when he smiled or laughed, and oh my god was his smile charming to say the least.
Everything about him was just - wow..
But again, don't get an ill idea, I simply see him as a friend. Maybe even a close friend. After the lodge, we had all gotten closer, especially as the feeling of loneliness often felt deadly at times.. Garroth and I had gotten much closer after the lodge, especially at Starlight as many tensions had eased between everyone and people had finally relaxed. Even now, we hang out much more often as we are some of the only single ones out of our close friends so we just gravitate towards eachother.
Unfortunately, I had grown a bit more distant from Katelyn, my ultimate best friend. After coming back from the lodge, we all spoke of course but there was so much.. uncertainty and lack of trust. It was as if we needed to reevaluate our friendships and see if they were genuine and not just Ein somehow hurting us again. We were broken. And of course the others that were not at the lodge didn't understand the change. Katelyn was never truly in touch with her emotions nor how to handle them, let alone other people's emotions. Of course she had realised there was a slight shift in my behaviour, especially as it wasn't just me. Everybody had noticed Aphmau's depression, and Katelyn was growing more confused. She wasn't able to speak to me as seriously as she wanted to or as deeply as she wanted to, so i managed to undermine how i was feeling each time she had asked. But, we both knew that a lack of much needed communication can cause cracks or gaps in friendships. Although it was obvious she felt guilty for not "getting through to me", I knew i was at fault.
Katelyn hasn't tried asking about the lodge or anything else about the time period of which we all came back from there since. She must realise how much of a sensitive topic it is. And, although I sometimes feel lonely knowing she's out having fun not missing me and instead replacing our hangouts with dates with Travis, I'm happy she's happy and I'm happy i have Garroth now too.
Truth be told, Garroth went through unforgettable things, specifically being turned into a werewolf via excruciating pain and suffering. He doesn't like talking about it, and while his ears and tail are always out, he doesn't like people mentioning them or bringing them to everybody's attention. He wasn't ready for the kinds of conversations he knew he was bound to have with everybody if he allowed them to talk about them or even just acknowledge them.
He just wanted to be Garroth, it seemed. And he was never not Garroth to me. I wish he realised that I of all people would understand.
I, too, am a werewolf - well, a wolf at least, but I've always hidden it. Nobody knows, I always intended to tell everybody but i was so so scared.. I was bullied relentlessly in my younger years for being a wolf.
I never had it easy, I was adopted by humans that didn't know i was a pup right away, so when my ears and tails had been shown after they had already signed the adoption papers, they kept me. They didn't know how to raise a pup so they brought me up like they would a human and unfortunately sent me to a human school.
I went to human schools up until high school, so until i was 14. Needless to say, it was the worst. I got beaten physically and verbally, jumped, stolen from and some people even tried to light my fur on fire, so i forever have had a burn scar on my left ear. Although i seemed brave and string after those experiences, i never got over them. Sure, i moved forward, but i dont think i ever truly moved on. Yes, Garroth and I have different experiences but I so desperately sympathise with him as i understand the pain these transitions can cause, and even just what being a wolf can cause. I want him to let me in, but there's no way in hell I'll force him into that. So for now, my friendship with him is enough.
I care for him deeply, and although i said i didn't have any interest in him, it was a pretty obvious lie.. I don't know if i would say i love him yet as its incredibly early to say such rash things but I definitely like him more than anybody should be able to like someone. But after what he's been through, I doubt romance is even on his mind, let alone me.
~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆
I turned on my side, staring aimlessly out of my window that resided next to my bed. The sky was an endless sea of midnight blue which was littered with glimmering stars.
I sighed.
I checked my phone around 10 minutes ago, so it was currently around 04:48 am if i had remembered correctly. It was getting harder and harder to sleep, and it didnt help that i kept thinking of Garroth.
Helping Garroth. Hanging out with Garroth. Liking Garroth. The beauty of Garroth. Just Garroth.
It was like a fever dream, only thinking of one person in millions of separate scenarios, i sound like an obsessed fan. I cringed, knowing i had to get up at about 11am tomorrow at the latest as I had to be at Aphmau's house by 12. She was having a hangout with everybody on mystreet as she felt like everybody had been so tense after recent events, she was always so sweet and looked out for everyone.
Well, I guess I need to at least try to sleep.
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Yawning, my clenched my fists and rubbed my eyes with them, i looked beside me at my bedside table where my digital alarm clock was.
10:13.
I was kinda proud of myself for getting up at a somewhat reasonable time and getting at least 5 hours of sleep. I had some pretty bad eyebags from having sleepless nights often, but i always hid it with makeup.
I got ready within around an hour and a half leaving around 20 minutes to walk to Aphmau and Aaron's place. I was actually really pleased, i felt nice today. I sprayed myself with my favourite perfume and left my place, grabbing my phone and keys before i left. I saw Zane ans Nana holding hands as they walked into Aphmau's house a few houses down, they were super adorable to be honest.
I walked to her house and hugged Aph as she greeted me. I sat down and glanced around the room, immediately realising i had been the last to arrive. I sat down next to Garroth which was one of the only seats not occupied by a couple. Everybody was chatting loudly in a fun light hearted manner, clearly happy to feel free of any tension towards one another. I turned to Garroth, wondering why he had kept so quiet.
Immediately, I had a good idea of why.
His normally honey toned skin looked pastey and blotchy, his eyes were red and tearful and his hair was unkempt. Had nobody else noticed the support he clearly needed??
"Garroth.."
He turned to me and attempted to give me a sweet smile and whilst he looked pretty like usual, it was disingenuine and full of melancholy.
"Yes, Y/N?"
I just looked at him, and my sympathy must have been misunderstood as pity as he suddenly stood up and spoke, "Don't do that."
"Do what?" I got up too, wanting to be on the same level as him.
"Give me that look o-of pity! Don't pity me, Y/N. I'm strong."
"I know that Garroth I just—"
"Just stop!" He exclaimed and although it wasn't loud enough for many other to hear, thank god, it had left me feeling scared for him. I just wanted him to be okay, dammit.
He left Aphmau's house, i quickly ran to the kitchen to say goodbye to Aphmau. I felt no need to expose Garroth to her so i came up with the classic "family emergency" excuse. Somehow, it worked and she allowed me to leave in my hurried state. Assuming Garroth went to his house, I ran over there as quickly as I could, which wasnt too hard considering I was a wolf, and knocked on the door. Unfortunately, it had been left open anyways so I peered in, seeing Garroth curled up on the couch, his ears drooping.
I walked in quietly and closed the door, although his long distance hearning abilities due to his new werewolf attachments heard me.
"Y/N please, i don't want your pity." I sat down on the floor just below him so i could see him face, although his eyes were looking at anything but myself, "Good thing I'm not here to give you pity, then."
His gaze softened and he spoke in a murmer, "Sorry for raising my voice." Tears were threatening to fall down his face, something he unfortunately looked like he was used to. I held his hands in mine, "Don't apologise. You're allowed to be upset, hell it would be abit odd if you weren't. No matter what ears you have, human or otherwise, or if you have a tail or not, you're always going to be my Garroth. This hasn't changed a thing."
His face tensed as tears cascaded down his cheecks, "You're too sweet to me... but no matter what you say, i know you don't understand. Not as well as you think you do. I'm never going to be the same Garroth i was because nobody will see me the same way. But i cannot handle the looks of pity i get..."
I kissed the backs of his hands, rubbing my thumbs soothingly against them, trying to add some sort of comfort that wasn't too invasive or overwhelming. The last thing i wanted was to drive him away. "Garroth, i understand more than you think i do."
He was still refusing to look at me, closing his eyes as he tried to prevent more tears from spilling. I allowed my ears and tail so show, I don't do it often so it felt foreign and hinestly, it was uncomfortable and way too vulnerable for my liking. But i knew it might help Garroth, and i was willing to take the chance.
"Look at me Garroth."
He didn't reply and instead jjst kept his eyes closed, "I said look at me." I tried to command, although it came out quietly and softly as I didn't want to add fuel to Garroth's fire.
He opened his eyes and — "what is this?"
"I.. am a werewolf. Well, a wolf. I was born one."
He was in a state of shock, "I didn't know.." I laughed uncomfortablely, "Yeah.. nobody does. I was ashamed, i got bullied by humans as a kid so much that my fear was domineering and I never really showed them. Having human parents adopt me didn't help either and they didn't understand me."
Garroth looked at me with a look that finally meant he understood, "You understand me because...you went through the lonliness and shame too." I nodded, "Garroth, I care so much about yoy to the point I can't sleep sometimes because of worry or out of happiness knowing I'll see you the next day or even just staying up thinking about how cute your stupid goofy smile is but—"
He gasped and I had thought i said too much and overstepped a boundary, "You think my smile is stupid and goofy?" He inquired dramatically and for the first time in a while, I laughed wholeheartedly, "Shut up, you know thats not what i meant!" "Well thats what you said!"
I smiled at his as our bickering dulled, "But seriously. I like you Garroth, more than a friend should, and you had me worrying so much but in reality, you're always going to be my Garroth to me, ears and a tail aren't gonna change that. Although they are devilishly cute."
He blushed and I removed my hands from his and wiped the tears off of his face. I kissed his cheek as he stuttered in response and merely kissed mine back. We didn't speak after, because words were not needed, the only thing were needed in that moment was eachother.
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bluewrite · 10 months
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quick random thoughts no one asked for on “If we were villains”
i finished it. and i have a lot of strong feelings.
so.
SO.
first of all.
THESE MOTHERFUCKING IDIOTS (I LOVE THEM) HAD TO WAIT FOUR FUCKING YEARS BEFORE REALISING THEY'RE IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER ????? IT TOOK Y'ALL A WHOLE FUCKING BOOK ? ARE WE FOR REAL ? EVEN FUCKING RICHARD KNEW IT WAY BEFORE YOUR DUMB ARSES DID, C'MON.
and btw when james kisses oliver onstage during king lear and oliver goes like, "he kissed me brotherly" … are you fucking stupid or what. honey darling, you're really testing my patience here. you're making me use bad words.
anyway filippa>>>>>
love her.
also,,,
everyone in there (except for filippa) was fucking impulsive like,,,,, no one ever taught u to maybe think about what the fuck you're going to do before doing it ??? (*coff coff* absolutely not referring to james following a madly drunk and violent richard into the woods all alone *coff coff*).
[okay this was a tad aggressive but, as i said, i have very strong feelings atm and knowing that all of this torture could've have been avoided had only james not followed richard- well.]
and yeah, i cried.
for fucks sake.
i'm unwell.
anyway,,, i have something to say about the other characters as well. so:
wren was literally useless the whole time, if she wasn't there it wouldn't have changed much tbh, apart from oliver believing james was in love with her;
alexander seemed a really good character in the first half then idk, he didnt do much apart from getting high. i still like him tho, he tried his best;
meredith, what can i say. i never particularly liked her. i felt sorry for her cos she was def sexualised but like,,,, i still didnt like her. and the thing between her and oliver,,,, ugh i liked it even less. even when 10yrs later oliver goes to live with her like,,,,,,, idk it didnt sit right with me. nothing about these two sat right with me. i like what she said to oliver when they were off stage during king lear,,,, like, "are you jealous of me or james?" or smt along those lines and it really made me laugh lol, was spot on.
tbh i think the characters were all a bit static but not necessarily in a bad way. like idk,, it felt like they took the roles they were given at the beginning and just stuck with them till the end, much like they did onstage if it makes sense.
[i'm not criticising the way they're portrayed btw lol, it was just an afterthought.]
also,, one thing that's not really my thing was the writing style, with those pompous words and always quoting shakespeare (which,,, i completely understand since it was all about that lol. this book surely wouldn't have been the same and even oliver's character wouldn't have made sense if it wasn't written in this style, but it's just not my thing, it makes it hard for me to follow through sometimes and i mean,,, everytime shakespeare was involved - which was rather often lol - i couldn't understand anything cos,,,,, i don't know shakespeare)
but yeah, apart from that. god. really good. fucking hell. it left me with strong feelings which is all i'm asking from a book tbh.
thanks for coming to my ted talk :)
[once again, these were all texts i sent my bestie as soon as i finished reading it which is why they're messy and chaotic, sorry not sorry]
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desertfangs · 3 months
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🎤 If you could ask Anne Rice any three questions about tvc, what would they be?
This is really hard because while there are things I'm curious about (Why isn't Daniel mentioned more in PLROA when he's supposedly there the entire time? Why is he left out of BC2 entirely?) I feel like the answers would be unsatisfying. The truth is, I think she just didn't care about him and he was an afterthought. Armand and Daniel returning to Trinity Gate is meant to show that Armand is unhappy with how Court is going and how his concerns are being ignored, it's not about Daniel, it's just giving Armand his boyfriend back to travel with because who else would he go with? No one else is going to leave Court at the moment, certainly not Louis, whom she wants with Lestat.
And she just didn't have any interest or use for him after that. He's not in BC2 because she didn't care about him. Maybe she forgot he existed. Maybe she pictured him house sitting TG. IDK.
And this goes for all questions of that nature. Why is Louis so absent from the books for a while? Because she wanted to make David Talbot happen. Why does Eric disappear? Eric who? Etc etc. So I don't know that those kinds of questions would be worth asking, at least to me.
I guess what would interest me most are her thoughts on her work, and these are the questions I would ask:
Is there a book or event in The Vampire Chronicles that you regret?
I don't know that she'd have one, although it does seem like Prince Lestat comes in and kind of paves over the Mayfair crossover pretty quickly, and I wonder if she later decided that wasn't the right way to go. I like Quinn but I never liked the idea of the crossover, or Rowan in the VC. Did Anne? Did she think it was a mistake?
Maybe she'd say something else! There were certainly things she did that were not well-received and we know Anne took criticism hard. But enough to regret her choices? I don't know. Maybe she'd say she had no regrets! She often followed her own bliss and wrote what she wanted to write, and I admire that.
2. Is there something in the books that you feel people constantly misunderstand or misread?
Anne definitely had a deep understanding of the stories she was telling (or trying to tell), even though I get the impression that she was an exploratory writer - I think she plotted somewhat but I think a lot of her story ideas formed as she wrote. And I think sometimes that means you, as the writer, only really understand things after the fact.
I would love to know if there's an element or a character or a plot point that she always felt people didn't "get."
3. Which book are you most proud of?
I do believe she really loved Memnoch and was sort of aghast at its reception (which was not good when it came out). But which one does she really think is her best work? TVL? QotD? BC2? I'd love to know which one she was most satisfied with.
Also maybe I'd ask what inspired the alien idea. Too much X-Files? 😂
Anyhow, maybe not the most insightful of questions, but I'd be curious to hear her answers.
Thank you for the ask!!
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limerental · 10 months
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choose violence ask meme: 18 and/or 19
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no but for real, for a canon that has SO many interesting and complex and messy and compelling female characters, it's whacky goofy that in fandom, women and femslash are often an afterthought.
We've literally got a whole ass gang of powerful, mildly insane women, a romantic interest who does her own shit and exists beyond the leading male AND a main protagonist who is one of the most compelling young woman coming of age stories I've ever read but the lodge fandom is teeny tiny and very quiet. I would love love to see more Merihart, Rita/Tissaia, Ciri f/f ships, and also of course, twn Fringilla.
I do think in terms of the twn fandom, it's gotten better since s2 to the extent that there's not Yennefer hate every other day in the tag, but that sometimes feels like (i say this as a longterm Yennskier shipper) the Bard fandom decided that she could treat their precious uwu baby idiot better than Geralt instead of idk. Caring about Yennefer as a character in her own right.
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You know what........ jaskier ://// can't believe I give a shit about and am fond of that idiot clown boy baby bastard in all iterations especially given how.... largely braindead the overarching bard fandom is. There are good eggs among you, but by golly, what is it about that guy that attracts the most vapid, soul-sucking, uncreative, bizarre, unhinged, aggressive, and baffling takes imaginable.
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snake-shifter · 10 months
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Just watched the new Helluva Boss ep for a 2nd time and while I love it I just have 3 problems with it.
1. The pacing felt off everything was jumping from one thing to another without any time to breathe and it felt super weird, idk if they had to shorten this episode cause the last 3 eps were around 21-24 mins and this was 19 (not a big difference but it felt like it to me) everything just felt rushed ig
2. I don't mind Andrelphus (idk how to spell that) becoming a secondary villain and playing off of Stella I think that would be fun, but I hate how they made Stella dumb so that andrelphus could be the 'mastermind behind the scenes'. Like Stella isn't super smart but she's not stupid she would absolutely be able to figure out that everything would go to Via. Maybe if it was an ego thing, where she thought she was so important and special that everything would go to her because she doesn't think of via as anything other than 'Stolases heir' but the way they wrote it felt really out of character.
3. The aftermath of Ozzies was something I'm sure alot of us were expecting to see sometime this season and when it didn't appear in Seeing Stars it was... odd but I thought that episode was just taking extra time to write...
And then we get a few frames of a text message that you'd need to pause to read. Again it's like, why? This is a huge moment in terms of the narrative and Blitz and Stolases relationship, why would you just shove it to the side like it was an afterthought????? I don't even have alot to say mainly just, why???????????
K that's all, again I don't hate this episode I actually really like it, Stolas was especially fun and it was great to see Striker again still as sexy as ever sir pls just oNE CHANCE-
Anyways yeah 7/10 episode
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welcometoteyvat · 10 days
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"you hold the universe in your hands" is such a banger title I'd love to know the plot point for this.
this is another one of those semi dead wips that's from at least 3 yrs ago (so again, now i think the writing is 5/10 at best) but i've always been attached to my abandoned concepts so maybe sometime it will see the light of day <3 honestly i was just daydreaming one time and wanted to do some hand studies, and then said "i'll totally be able to write hand headcanon studies for all the characters in liyue, and then mond and inazuma" and i haven't gotten past xiangling's, so. the general concept was to write a bit abt all the playable character's we've met so far tbh. anyways have some of my chef daughter
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For lunch, Xiangling takes some of the mushrooms you gathered and dried bamboo shoots from her bag, and makes three bowls of fragrant soup (and one extra, as an afterthought for a comically indignant Paimon). Xiangling falls silent as she cooks—there’s a light in her eyes and concentration in the air, and the only sound is the bubbling of the broth on the merry flame. Her hands are quick and nimble—a flash of the knife, bamboo slices tumbling into the pot, a quick dash of spring onion and salt. Every movement is full of well practiced fluidity—it looks almost like a dance, like she knows—she’s meant to do this for a lifetime. You can see it, the quiet passion that simmers in her veins: a fond, overflowing love for the zest of life. 
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this was also when i was a lot more exposed to/involved in the x reader community, so the 2nd person rubbed off from there. theoretically this is all POV lumine (aether if you prefer, but really the traveler is just a vehicle in this and their personality doesn't affect anything), and i was trying to make it fit with the gameplay timeline so since xiangling's SQ was the first one you unlock after mondstadt chars, she was the first one I wrote. xingqiu would've been next, and then uhhhh idk lmao
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This isn’t trauma related but I didn’t have anyone else to speak to. It’s about friendship.
I have a best friend who idk if I wanna be friends with her anymore.
Idk how it’s taken me so long to see her “red flags” but now that I noticed them & they’ve been pointed out by others I can’t push them out of my head.
To sum it up
- she acts differently around other ppl / don’t like how she is around others. She changes a lot to please others & kinda ignores me while in big group settings
- disregards my needs / we went on a trip together & I have dietary needs & when I expressed wanting to go to a cafe that accommodates me she basically said no & made it such a big deal that I wanted to go EAT
- she takes forever to reply to my texts messages when my texts are about important life stuff & no offense but hers are just boy issues… I’m always there for her regardless but I just can’t help but be a little bitter that I’m there for her for anything & she replies to my important messages as an afterthought
- she never makes an effort to hang out. She always claims she’s busy but she’s of course never busy when it comes to making time for men who treat her like shit / for friends who are more party people
- she literally never remembers anything of importance I’ve spoken to her about / is a bad listener
The reason I keep the friendship is because she’s the only person I’ve met who I’ve felt intellectually compatable with. She seemed so deep & real at first. But now I feel like it’s not enough.
Yes we can relate to a lot of life hardships we went through but I just don’t see any substance there anymore. Im kinda just tired of her shit & how I’m always second for her.
But then I feel bad for thinking this way because she does see me as her best friend. Idk I’m stuck on whether I want to stay her friend or not. But I’m not good at confrontation either so I’d never tell her how she’s hurt me. Which I know to her isn’t fair but I can already hear the excuses she’ll come up with. She never takes accountability for anything.
Thanks for listening <3
Hi anon, I'm sorry you're experiencing this right now and to me, from what you've shared, you're experiencing (at best) a one sided friendship - and (at worst) a potentially toxic one. Whether this friend is consciously aware of their actions or not, it's understandable why it would impact you this way - and why it wouldn't feel particularly encouraging to try to have a conversation around the behaviors if these go unnoticed by them. I'm including some articles about signs of unhealthy friendships, an infographic script for communicating ending (if you'd like to do that instead of ghosting), and other ways to end friendships. Sometimes the most mature thing to do is to have a closure conversation, while sometimes, it's about safety and absolutely necessary to cut ties immediately, and often times a fade out approach is warranted. But which one would work best for this particular situation can only be decided by you.
Regardless of how you move forward, you deserve friendships that add to your life, not drain your energy, and I hope you find mutually respectful, rewarding, and healthy relationships in your near future.
Mod Kat
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macaroni-rascal · 4 months
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Part 3: La Danse, also known as The Death of Me
Idk if there's much point to going through each individual free because the issues in ice dance are above all systemic and we've already discussed them at length. That said, I think LaLa are the closest to a full package team, but even at their best, they're still at 90% of where they need to be to truly break through. They rebounded massively in the free but I think the injury early on in the season knocked their whole periodization schedule out of whack. I still prefer their overall material to anything else we saw here, but I can acknowledge that Zak in particular was off. Still, I want to be taken on an emotional journey by a program and they gave me that in spades.
Nicollage at least won the puffiest shirt competition among the Canadian men. I love them but he was so clearly struggling to keep up with her, and she was quite literally pushing him at times the way the female partner is sometimes dragged by the male one, just in reverse. I wish they'd just come up with a concept where they simply allow her to be the dominant partner. The traditional lead/follow dynamic is generally useful for social dancing with strangers but it's conveniently grounded in sexism, and what's the point of it in choreographed, practiced programs? V/M were great at letting Tessa lead once in a while (just look at their Finnstep), and that played a part in why they were so successful. The switchup in the jr pattern is a step in the right direction and it's time for the seniors to be a bit more vers as well. This FD for them feels like an afterthought, like their coaches don't know what to give them, the concept is tired and outdated, and so are the costumes. All of their FDs are starting to blend into one another. They're very smooth together and very connected, I just wish they were doing steamier material, seen as how they're the only couple in ice dance that looks like they're hot for each other. He's sooo shaky and you could see the fatigue get the better of him in the second half. With the placements from Worlds staying the same, I don't know if there's enough in it for them anymore. They need a fresh approach to the free, the RDs they've generally been great with. Her abs are +5, as always.
The Rocky I won't even dignify with an analysis because none really went into creating it, all I'll say is that Lewis is fabulous and he deserves the world, just not at this cost.
My feelings and affections about the Wuthering Heights haven't changed, I'll just admit that they've improved it since Skate Canada. It has some fantastic lifts but other than that I think it would've been way more suitable for a younger team. They just don't have the performative mettle to pitch it correctly tonally. The opening is very 80s ice dance and Paul's mullet doesn't help. It doesn't come together in terms of vocabulary of movement, it feels like they threw in each and every idea they had, so it flip-flops from retro to contemporary and back again throughout. I still despise the pink satin shirt, they need to rethink it if they want to capture the inherent inequality between the characters. They also looked shaky and tired in the second half, the flights must've been grueling. Their spin was the worst one here. Musically it has potential, though, I'd just bring in a fresh set of eyes to streamline and unify the choreographic choices. The hydroblade is cool, I just wish they weren't such awkward actors. Idk, there's something very Millennially twee about them, like they're a decade or so behind the curve.
G/F's free was my favorite here, despite it being in certain ways the most generic and predictable of the bunch. What I find appealing is the sincerity of their approach to the sport and they seem aware of their limitations and are working to correct them, unlike some other teams (ahem). For example, Charlene's posture isn't natural, but she's trying. The costuming is understated and classy, which is why I don't understand how they ended up with that goofy RD. I really like the music cut, you can't tell it's from four different movies. They're the best skaters, but their glaring lack of It factor kills them. The combo lift is based, and so are the spin positions. They're so tender and fold into each other effortlessly. They were the only team that maintained its energy throughout. I would've had them further ahead of P2, but I'll take it after the international embarrassment that was the NHK judging.
I have to say, whoever dug up that video of Evan doing the same opening pose with Emily ~15 years ago is a hero, because that tidbit epitomizes the thing that bothers me most about this program, which is that this whole concept is something a 19-year-old would think is cool. You know, when they first leave for university and they're listening to Pink Floyd for the first time, experimenting with drugs, discovering all these artists, but then they start reading about Dali being a N*zi and his internalized homophobia and the shit he pulled in his life and the whole disillusionment stage kicks in? That's where this program falls apart for me - at the lack of thought and depth. Their only saving grace is that their upper bodies move more smoothly than the other teams', but that's reversely proportional to their skating ability. Their patterns across the ice are choppy and sloppy, and their speed and glide are far inferior to their competitors. But what puts me off the most is that this is such a cynical approach to ice dance, and that's my issue with the Rocky as well - these teams aren't here to create something of value in the world, they're here for the accolades, the medals and the money, there's no deeper pursuit to any of it, and it seems like they'd rather die than give you a window into their souls. Maybe there's nothing there, we can't know. But at the end of the day, the rules are structured to prop up a team like this, so it's a "don't hate the player, hate the game" situation. Ultimately no other team has stepped up to claim the top spot a la P/C in 2015, so of course it'll go to the longest-tenured team. I just wish I could watch a competition and not yell "look how they've massacred my sport!" at the end of it. There's no emotion to this or the Rocky, it's all tricks and gimmicks, smoke and mirrors, thoughts and prayers. It feels like forever ago when the likes of V/M, P/C and H/D were duking it out, but it was a mere 5 years ago. How we got from there to here just isn't mathing. They feel fully comfortable putting just anything out there and then shamelessly relying on politics to get them where they want to go, which a slap in the face for the fans. Count me the fuck out.
LaLa were so amazing in the free, I love them so much. Agreed on all things, they easily had the best pair of programs at the GPF, that free dance makes me cry. I hope Zak can take some time between now and Nationals to rest, he did seem a little off. They always have a stellar Nats though, so I'm less worried about them.
You nailed it with the Canadanes. Imagine her with a technically proficient partner. Or, imagine if Nik didn't have knee issues. Le sigh. I don't get this free dance for them, I've watched it 3-4 times now and I cannot tell you a single moment from it. It's all-in-all quite forgettable, and that's a shame.
I don't even know what or who 'Rocky' is, so I'd be lost if you mentioned it anyway.
I agree with all parts of what you said about Gilles and Poirier but I am just going to rant about their spin for a moment: WHY oh WHY does Piper curl in on that first position? She is a skater known for her lack of posture, and instead of having her put her arm up and out to lengthen and open up her shoulders, they have her look like she's holding a giant beach ball. It infuriates me to NO end. Carol Lane, text me, we can fix this.
I won't lie, I just skipped the Italians and Chock and Bates. The former is too boring for words and the latter is too frustrating for words. You are correct on all things though, and I agree with all you said.
Nationalses here we come!
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the-kestrels-feather · 6 months
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Alright I have more thoughts on this than I thought we're gonna do this and I mean do this:
Unpacking My Thoughts on A Haunting in Venice (2023)
((DISCLAIMER: I have not read an Agatha Christie book (yet), specifically not the one this was based on so I am talking solely about the movie not the adaptation of the source material))
(SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT)
So I wanna say this was not the worst movie in the trilogy
((looking at you, Death on the Nile))
And believe me when I say I WANTED to like it
Seeing the trailers made me excited, I love me some Gothic horror and it had all the vibes of that
And I did like some things a lot that I'll touch in at the end
But there was also a lot I really didn't like
For one, it relied WAY too heavily on jumpscares. To me, it's the laziest form of horror, and a lot of the ones in this didn't feel... earned I guess?
Like when Poirot's (apologies in advance if I spell this wrong I was never a speller) in the bathroom and he sees Alicia's ghost
It didn't feel earned in my opinion
Or the one where Harry flies at them when they first enter Alicia's room
Also there was no point to Harry being there?? You could cut the bird entirely from the plot and it would have 0 effect on it overall.
The teacup could've broken some other way and it would've been fine. Like I can't even call the bird comedic relief because he wasn't used like that. He was just there.
Also the opening scene with the seagull grabbing the blackbird? What was that? Can someone explain that to me because it feels like it was completely unimportant.
((also not to go full CinemaSins for a second but how is that room not like. Covered in bird shit? Birds don't have a ton of control over where they poop so it's not like he was litterbox trained))
I'm sorry but Tina Fey's character irritated me.
She was like a less interesting Bouc imo 🤷
That's personal opinion though idk
The Children's Vendetta should've been incorporated better or cut entirely because it wasn't handled super well in my mind.
It felt like an afterthought when it was brought up for the doctor and the medium.
For one, they toned down Poirot's OCD coding, which, seeing as it was really only ever played for laughs, I appreciated as someone with OCD
Again, this isn't the worst movie ever, or the worst of the trilogy
I have a lot of things I liked about it
Please don't make the disorder that makes my life a living nightmare sometimes a quirky trait Kenneth, kay thanks.
And the vibes were IMMACULATE
The shots of the mansion were just.... OH
I liked Leopald a lot, he was a fun character
Those are really the only things I can think of though
That said I don't agree with the review I saw that called it not scary enough
Because it's not supposed to be a horror movie, like another review said it's a whodunnit with horror infused in it
If you want a horror movie go see The Nun II my guy 🤷
Anyways I think those are all my thoughts? At least for now
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myeolines · 4 months
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still haven't finished totk bcs i keep getting busy w uni but i kinda just wanna rant about the main plot line lol
The continuity issues of this game is frustrating if you try to mince the main plot, shit just doesn't add up. As fun the open worldness is, being able to solve the puzzles any way you want, it feels as if they had to cut corners when it came to the plot 💀 Like it's some afterthought djsbdkwnkdns Having cutscenes fully voice acted has so much emotional power, like I kinda wish they made the most out of it jdjsbkwndke
I've read here in tumblr before about how it's as if the original direction of the zonai shifted, because I do remember Rauru's hand being creepy. And then the game releases and he's apparently a good boi! But it's fine, sometimes art do be like that it just takes a whole new direction. But the way they interweave things w botw is very inconsistent. Like they could have really did more with it yanno
Personally, it would have been better if we didn't start the game exploring the ruins ? the castle depths ? idk what's it called but like, we got to experience following Zelda as she puts in the effort of "restoring Hyrule". We get to see the glimpse of their life together after the calamity.
The thing is, does Hyrule need to be restored? Most specifically, the castle. Also it makes me wonder how people reacted seeing what seems to be the princess of legend come back, the princess they've heard from their grandparents. But I guess it's easy to interpret it with Zelda being vital to their worshipping of Hylia. And Hyrule Castle seems to serve as a seal for Ganon, and for more generations to come
It would have been more meaningful to see beloved characters from the series intermingle with the new characters. Though the new characters look cool, they also feel so out of place. I get that Penn replaces Kass in terms of role but it would still have been fun to see Kass just chilling at home. It would have also been fun to see Zelda and Kass interact, after all Kass' teacher is the court poet that regularly accompanied the princess. They could reminisce the stories of the past... Kass going "Ah, my teacher used to tell me stories of (this and that)" and Zelda enthusiastically recalling these stories... It would also have been cool to see how the whole Zonai Survey Team was formed. Since Tauro was a solo explorer and his passion for field research is what made Zelda choose him to be the leader of the survey team, it would have been nice to have a neat little side quest of getting to know the guy. Same goes for Yona. It would have been less surprising if Link and Sidon were penpals and they'd regularly write to each other, Sidon would recount some childhood memories with Yona. If maybe we were there to welcome Yona as she arrived, her introduction would have felt smoother? I'm not against the idea of Sidon and Yona but their relationship feels so abrupt HABSJABDKANDK Would have been fun to see how Sidon slowly realized he loved Yona, something like that.
I'm really digging the idea that totk zelda should be playable. Totk's story is more about her dilemma. It would have been more meaningful experiencing the Dragon Tears memory as Zelda, we get to move around as her. I mean, she's apparently the strongest Zelda in the series I think it would have been so monumental.
But back to the actual story, it could have been more... Though it's fun seeing that Link isn't as alone anymore, teleporting to Lookout Landing always feels nice because I know that's where Link's friends are, I just wish Zelda had more screentime.
Thankfully the fandom has people rewriting the story to fill in the gaps so that's what I'll be busy reading once I finish the game to scratch the itch that is inconsistent storytelling sjbskdnsns that's my totk rant for today 😘
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