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snfbabydrop · 7 months
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honestly i wish i could enjoy dom sapnap / sub george because ive exhausted basically every other georgenap fic 😭
omg that's so sad :') i guess i'm lucky that my enjoyment of dom sapnap is just a preference bc i'd be severely limited too :') but i get it, i totally do!
idk i like the many layers that come with dom sapnap. like, for instance, we all know and love how sapnap looks like he could kill you on the outside but on the inside he's a cinnamon roll. and i LOVE how cinnamon roll he gets with george. but i also really love when they snap at each other. and a bratty george with an over-it sapnap in the bedroom is just *chef's kiss* to me. george giving sapnap shit all the time only for sapnap to show him his place? MAN i love that
don't get me wrong i love a good dom george. dom george is hot to me. i've written a thing where sapnap is really nervous about george's attraction to him meanwhile george is literally worshipping his body and THAT was great. but i love george and sapnap established relationship and sapnap getting over his anxiety and finally allowing himself to go buckwild with george and george responding with a "finally. please, wreck my shit" idk idk
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obihoe · 1 month
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i lovvve obito as an evil mysterious manipulator behind the scenes. its so fun. i also think its so interesting to compare his version of madara w the real one bc i think they are quite different? obito-madara isnt the same as real madara ... he seems more malicious .. i think and more mean-spirited. adsdsfdgs. like he's super enjoying to manipulate and like meddle with everyone's business and watch ppl die and go crazy (thinking abt the danzo vs. sasuke fight here for example. he finds it quite satisfying to watch sasuke go crazy and not just obliterate danzo. but also abandon his own principles by stabbing his own teammate). this isnt rlly madara-behavior i think, madara's more focussed on his own power and ego and i think wouldnt concern himself as much w meddling in other ppl's business or getting them to become just like himself. UNLESS we are talking abt obito himself but madara also needs help from him. so there is an agency here that he has with him whereas obito ... it seems as if he's just fucking with ppl for funzies oftentimes. he also CLOWNS the shit out of deidara as well as kakashi's team when he keeps them from getting to sasuke & itachi and plays up his tobi shtick. like ... i think obito rlly likes playing marionette with ppl and his god complex has more of an >:) i am taking over the world cuz i can and its fun vibe and he poses like this when he talks abt realizing his plan:
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sfsfsgdgs. like madara wouldnt gesture like this. madara, the real one. is kind of more subtle i think. less hehehe i am stronger and more DECEITFUL than everyone else, he isnt really deceitful at all, he's more stoic and his flavor of arrogance seems more INTENSE in some ways but less outright malicious. if that makes sense. LOL
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trauersinfonie · 2 months
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i feel weird when people credit the hito hito no mi model nika for luffy’s good deeds because luffy isnt kind and frees people because of his devil fruit, he’s kind because its who he is &it’s the type of person he’s grown to be. its because luffy has these traits that his devil fruit chose him & he was able to awaken it
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ganondoodle · 9 months
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wait does the thing that some people think totk (or the stuff in the past) takes place before all other zelda games really just come from rauru and sonia founding hyrule??
hyrules been newly founded and switched places multiple times tho, plus this is an entirely new ""timeline"" anyway
botw + totk are their own thing with lots of references to other games bc funney referenceeee really, i doubt there was supposed to be any kind of deeper connection
(lets ignore the fact that they made botw to be a sort of soft reset and connect it all back together and then made its sequel do time fuckery AGAIN messing it all up again considering the continuity problems with them both .... and causing people to think they have to cram totks past parts into the old timeline somehow)
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cuubism · 1 year
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"Nice place you have here," says Desire, sliding into the booth opposite Hob.
Hob, unfortunately, recognizes them by voice alone. Desire speaks with the melody of an arpeggio, smoothed into oblivion by the sustained press of a piano pedal. Drag without release, in comparison to Dream's resounding deep notes.
"Never seen you here before," Hob says, instead of get out of my pub. He doesn't actually need to start a fight.
"I've decided to respect my brother's play set for now," Desire says archly, as if this is a huge consideration on their part. "He's been through so much recently, after all."
"And you've been so much help with that," Hob says.
Something dangerous flashes briefly in Desire's eyes, and Hob remembers how fickle they can be. Like fire, Dream had said.
Then it subsides. "Careful, Robert," they say easily, leaning on their hand, "one might think you've chosen a side."
No thinking about it, Hob thinks. "Families shouldn't have sides."
"Oh, ours isn't supposed to," Desire agrees. "And yet."
And yet. "Is there something in particular that has you breaking your self-imposed generosity today?"
It's one day before his and Dream's usual meeting, after all. That can't be a coincidence. Technically, they meet all the time now, but they always keep June 7th for nostalgia's sake.
"I simply enjoy the atmosphere," says Desire, leaning back in their chair. They thrust out a hand, and a rainbow flag flutters off the wall into their grasp, drawn by their whims. Desire drapes it over their shoulders.
"I guess that makes sense," Hob says.
Desire raises an eyebrow.
Hob gestures at them. "Desire. Isn't that your thing?"
They give him a crafty smile, a little teeth, that suggests Hob's going to learn something he may not entirely like. "Well, it is certainly of interest to me."
"Of interest," Hob echoes. Might as well say fire was "of interest" to a pyromaniac. "Isn't that what you do? Dream makes dreams, and..." he trails off.
"I am Desire," they say. "So, in a way, I feel all desires at all times. Yes, even yours, Robert." They pat him on the cheek, and wink. "I know what you feel."
Hob's cheeks heat, but Desire doesn't linger on it, thankfully.
"But, my own desire? Hm, no, not in the way you would think."
"But you--" Hob doesn't know how to phrase the confusion in his mind.
Desire runs their tongue along their lower lip. "Are you calling me a slut, Robert?"
"Would take one to know one, I suppose," Hob says before he can even think about it, and Desire laughs, bright and loud.
"You are so cute. You would be delicious if you weren't obsessed with Dream. But, no. I can feel desired," Desire says, emphasizing the past tense. The objective nature of it. "But that, while certainly tasty, is not quite the same as feeling it oneself, now is it?"
What might it be like, Hob thinks, feeling a pang of sympathy for them despite how they've treated Dream, how he'd automatically marked them as an enemy in his mind, to be surrounded by wanting and not be able to feel it?
"I... guess not," he says. "So you don't want anything?"
Desire shrugs. "I enjoy things. But if I can't have them, it simply passes like--" they pull off the flag and let it flutter to the floor "-- a gust of wind. And I move on to something else. Otherwise, I chase others' desires. Your inn is full of them. Desires for peace, for belonging, for change and magic and-- yes, lust, too, but more of an undertone. It is..." they run their tongue over their teeth, thinking. "Aromatic."
"What does desire 'taste' like?" Hob asks.
"Why don't you tell me," Desire says.
"I'm not going to lick you," Hob says, and Desire cackles.
"Open offer," they say. "Be all metaphorical like Dream, then."
"Alright, fine." Hob decides to indulge them, because he has actually learned something interesting today. "It's like... the smell of a good meal. You don't quite... taste it, exactly? But you can imagine tasting it."
"Good answer," says Desire, and steals his drink for a sip. "I knew I could count on you to listen, Hob."
Hob's not sure if it's the tone, like something long undecided has now been settled, or if it's the use of his old nickname, but suddenly the afternoon tilts, and Hob realizes with a swoop in his stomach that they're here for a purpose, and not just poking at Dream.
The Endless almost never communicate directly, Hob knows this. Goddammit.
"I've spent a lot of time in these sorts of places, you know," Desire says, gesturing around. "They are right--" they interlace their fingers in example "--in the center of my realm."
"Depending on the year, I would have thought you and Despair together," Hob says, wary now that he's realized this is coming to some sort of point.
"A common assumption," Desire says, nodding like a teacher whose student is getting on the right track. "See, people often think my twin and I are opposites. Desire, Despair." They hold out both hands separately again, then clasp them. "But they don't have it right. Hope is the opposite of Despair. Do you know what the opposite of Desire is?" They reach across the table to tap their sharp nails against his sternum. "Shame."
"And that's... part of your domain, as well?" Hob guesses.
"Indeed. Who could know shame as well as one who desires? They both--" they lay their hand flat to his heart "--live here."
Hob supposes he himself has had plenty of desires over the years, and plenty of shame too -- though not necessarily over the same matters.
"Hence," they spread their hands wide, "my presence. The duality of Desire."
"So what do you do?" Hob asks. "When you're here because of shame, I guess."
"I am always both," says Desire. "But." They smile sweetly, and it actually does look sweet, for once. "I am merely here to hold your hand."
Hob must look at them with an expression of vague disgust, for they snort and roll their eyes.
"Not you, Robert. You!" They gesture broadly at the entire inn. "Death is always going on and on about serving humanity. I know how to do my job too, you know."
They frown at him, at the idea he might think otherwise, and it's-- it's actually kind of sweet, how much they care about this. It really is.
"That's sweet," he says, and Desire grumbles. Hob can't help but smile.
"I take the charge of those who live in the heart of Desire very seriously," they sniff. Their gaze slants over Hob's shoulder, watching something across the room. "Relatedly, if that man at the bar follows through on his desire to say something homophobic to those children on their date, I am going to shoot him."
"Ooookaaayyy," Hob says, snapping his fingers in front of their eyes until their attention turns back to him. Hob's bartender will handle any issues; he would really rather not have an Endless making a scene.
Desire smiles placidly at him. "What was I saying? Ah, yes. Desire and shame go hand in hand. Almost like dreams and nightmares, you might say."
Hob goes still again, on instinct. "Right."
"My sister and I are very close, even if we are not, actually, opposites. Dream and I were close, once." They drag their finger around the rim of Hob's glass. "Wanting. Dreaming. So similar, and yet, so different, too. It hurts, to really let yourself want what you've dreamt of. It hurts to desire, don't you think? It's sharp, like a blade."
"Yes," Hob says. "It is."
"Mmm. But shame... shame is like a heavy, warm blanket. It makes you want to just--" they mime pulling fabric over their head-- "disappear. My brother and I have a very complicated relationship. Perhaps, one day, we will be on better terms again, and he can tell me about his desires, and I can tell him about my dreams. I would love to know what it feels like."
Hob isn't sure if he's putting the pieces of this meandering conversation together correctly, but whatever he is picking up on, he doesn't like the sound of.
"Dream is always going on and on and on and on about the importance of dreams and it's so annoying but you know what? I'm starting to think he's right." They give Hob a warning glance. "Do not tell him I said that. But, yes, I'm afraid that desires without dreams hand in hand are just--" they slide their hand across the table and let it stop at the edge. "Impotent. Static. And god knows what good dreams even are without desire but Dream will never admit that."
"So you're what," Hob says, even though he knows this is not what this is about, "trying to mending fences?"
Desire smiles sunnily. "I just want him to call me. I'm bored, and he's spent far too much time in my sister's realm recently."
Then they stand in one fluid motion.
"What are you saying," Hob asks. He feels sort of faint, whiplashed.
"Oh, I've said nothing, I'm doing nothing. I merely don't want to have to fill an empty seat next June, that is all. I'll be far too busy." They wink, and then they're gone.
Hob sits still for a long time, after. He's still not sure he understood... all of that. He understands that the Endless aren't supposed to interfere in each other's affairs and that sometimes riddles result.
What he does understand is that if Desire, of all people, has decided to be helpful, then he definitely has something to be concerned about. Something he needs to do something about.
He shakily drains the rest of his glass, then stands. Hob has never gotten anywhere by being static.
Time to go try to do something about it.
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oshiawaseni · 1 year
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Japan’s concept of confession and why Ochaco might not confess
“Confession” is a big deal in a country as subtle as Japan. Not all people have the courage to confess, but when starting official relationships confessions are often expected. This is what I know confessions to be like in the world of manga: Person A talks alone with Person B and shares with them the secrets of their heart. “I like you please accept my feelings.” This usually ends either with them going out or A being rejected by B. The usual reason for the rejection is “I like someone else.”
I’ve been having some more ideas about the day Izuku fell into Kacchan’s arms and how what Kacchan did for him was almost confessional in a way. He told Izuku what was in his heart, why he bullied him and that no matter how much he tried, he just couldn’t escape him. He called him “Izuku” and we saw the impact this had on Izuku’s face. 
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Izuku just couldn’t believe that Kacchan was calling his name properly for the first time in 12 years, it completely shocked him, and after apologising for everything, he told Izuku, “Come home, let’s do this together. We need to help each other in this fight against AFO.” 
The conclusion of this confession was that Izuku acquiesced to 1-A’s request for him to return, but it was only really possible because his attachment to Kacchan triumphed over his motivations to stay away. It was Kacchan who broke down his walls with his apology. It was Kacchan who filled him with hope that things would be better, and Kacchan who finally hammered into Izuku how important it was for him to be part of the collective. That his inclusion was very wanted and needed, and that he in turn can rely more on everyone as well. That together, they can push forward, trusting in and helping each other.
I think what hurt Izuku the most during his solo arc was being away from his friends, but especially Kacchan. Because that day in the rain, he literally gave up on his solo vigilante mindset for him. After hearing Kacchan’s unbelievable words he had patiently longed to hear for years, it was impossible for Izuku to stay away from him any longer. As he passed out, he stumbled a few steps towards Kacchan who, without missing a beat, caught him in his arms and gently held him. This embrace told us “From now on it’ll be different. I’m gonna be here for you, Izuku.”
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So to recap all of that... Kacchan became vulnerable and spilled what was in his heart, Izuku accepted his desires, with it all culminating in them becoming closer. Which is just like a successful romantic confession!?
I think after watching this all go down, something inside Ochaco clicked. A lot of the class are rushing over to Izuku when Kacchan catches him because they’re just so worried about him, but a few of them, Ochaco included, stay standing back. It doesn’t make much sense at all. But we’re given a zoom in of her without knowing any of the thoughts going through her mind.
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They got Izuku back, but she doesn’t really seem all that happy. Momo says to her “this is just the first obstacle we aren’t done yet” and she agrees. Ochaco knows that there’s still more they as a group need to do for Izuku to make his return happen. But the fact that there’s a few panels dedicated to zooming in on her staying put, her almost emotionless face (mirroring Shoto’s) while she’s watching Kacchan save Izuku and his new unbridled intimacy he has with him - could be telling us that there’s something else she’s processing.
Is this moment somber for her because she realised the person Izuku needs the most is none other than the person he has openly admired since she first met him? The very same person who always bared his fangs at Izuku because he was scared him getting close?
Was Ochaco witnessing the beginning of something new between them and suddenly finding herself sidelined as a contender for Izuku’s affections?
Somehow… this could be what it was all about. And that’s why I think there’s a good chance Ochaco gave up her crush on Izuku for good when she witnessed Katsuki return his love and embrace him after that emotionally-charged apology. After this, a more defined distance between her and Izuku appears visible in their next scene together. A respectful distance of Izuku’s own choosing.
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It was like a definitive line had been drawn out that can’t and perhaps shouldn’t be crossed. Maybe they both understood that the person Izuku wanted close by his side has always been Katsuki. That desire wasn’t simply a pipe dream to Izuku anymore, it had become reality. And who is Ochaco to get in the way of that?
And then it’s almost like she is bookending Katsuki’s confession to Izuku with a confession of her own about Toga, putting a close to the Izuocha chapter and she makes a comment which feels double in meaning. “I guess that means we are the same.” or You love a boy, just like I might love a girl. (To put it bluntly)
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And Izuku remembers this line again after he gets separated from Kacchan and Ochaco is telling him to go. Go back to Tenko. Go back to your Kacchan.
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The concept of “knowing how someone feels because you love them and always watch over them” comes up from time to time in manga. In a way, that’s also a reason why Kacchan and Izuku understand each other as deeply as they do and they aren’t afraid of showing it off. They were always watching each other from a safe distance and learning things about each other in this way. I think during chapter 322, this concept is what was happening to cause such a realisation in Ochaco. (And it’s also for this reason Tsuyu, who never had feelings for Izuku, still doesn’t get it.)
It was hard for her, knowing everything she does about Izuku’s deep attachment to Kacchan, to learn that Izuku’s affections for him weren’t one-sided and they were now closer than ever before… That’s why I don’t think she’ll want to get in the way by confessing anymore. If Kacchan’s apology was intended to be compared with a romantic confession, then Ochaco is probably aware that Izuku already “has someone he likes”… and that person isn’t her.
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paiirupie · 11 months
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surge cloud and zack sonic????? yes.
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sharksliveontrains · 8 months
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stories that express the fluidity of time and that your actions have an impact on the future and the past and the present and that you influence the world and people around you and that you are meaningful and
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lunaaaylin · 1 month
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Okay. So. I had a whole 1700+ word essay written about my thoughts on too many bl fans assuming actors are straight but it was very uhhh rant formatted and got too heated so I’m gonna try again and be a little more chill and concise abt it…
Let me get straight to the point. I didn’t mention fanservice or shipping real people in that little post I made (I wasn’t expecting it to get any notes tbh lmao) but that’s very much related to what I’m talking about. In my experience, being vehemently against fanservice and rps goes hand in hand with assuming these actors are straight which is of course heteronormativity (homophobia!).
Fanservice & shipping are a vital part to the bl ecosystem, and they aren’t going away any time soon. And I don’t mean because it’s great for promoting a product or an upcoming series (which, yes, it can be, not denying that) but fanservice, in fact, queers our perception of “truth” and “reality” when it comes to these actors’ lives. When an actor is purposefully vague about their relationship or sexuality, they’re able to simultaneously not put themselves at risk by being “out” in a more traditional/upfront (perhaps western…) sense while also being capable of being perceived as queer to some degree by their audience. Infinite homosexuality glitch! Shippers are important because they play a role in believing their fav bl couple are together for real aka they are gay for real (also it’s just fun to do…). Yes, some people overstep boundaries but for the most part people are capable of being respectful.
I see a lot of people say bl actors are absolutely not dating each other and 99% of them are straight and probably even homophobic etc. constantly but like… who told you that? If anything, a job where you’re perceived as gay while still being not out enough (having such a hard time phrasing what I mean by this lol) to keep your safety would be way more appealing to literal queer people right? And surely most actors know what they’re getting into by partaking? Yes there can be issues with fanservice, rps, etc. but I can’t help but notice everyone seems to be focused on the issues and never the benefits. Assuming the majority of bl actors are straight is just plain homophobic, and I might argue it’s counterproductive to resist and say it’s “none of my business” when they’re purposefully going out of their way to make it our business (if you’re not into fanservice/shipping that’s fine whatever but what I’m saying is they are trying to make a point to be visibly queer on some level). Yeah, not everyone is gay, I know. But I have a good feeling there’s a lot more queer people in the industry than most people assume.
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horrorlesbians · 14 hours
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hey since we're talking true detective I think marty is in love with rust but rust is more ambivalent, what do you think?
i wouldn't use the word 'love' to describe their relationship tbh. it's clear, especially at the end of the season, that both of them care about each other in their own twisted and emotionally stunted way. marty cares about rust in a way that closely resembles romantic love, i doubt he would realize it for what it is but he plays along with an engagement joke when he could have easily said something homophobic (which you assume a womanizing cheating asshole cop like marty would say) or side-step it entirely. i wouldn't say rust is ambivalent towards his relationship with marty, he's more ambivalent towards romantic love as a concept ('man can't love' 'men and women only work to have kids'). after marty breaks the truck taillight rust never replaces it, the same way a divorced man may still wear the wedding ring- a reminder of both what he lost and what he once had, a reminder of how rust blows up every relationship in his life. throughout most of the show you could argue they don't even like each other, marty is utterly annoyed by the entirety of rust but he vouches to his boss early on to keep him with him on the case. asks quietly and full of concern if rust as crash is gonna be okay and risks his cover to go into the biker bar to try to drag rust out because he's worried for him. they act like an old bickering married couple half the time, live together without much thought. i don't even wanna TALK about the wedding implications of the finale in carcosa bc it makes me insane. i doubt either man would use 'love' to describe their relationship, it's somehow too limited for what they are.
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cubitozinc · 5 months
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transcript of the Eye's cinematic from purgatory day 1 for the purposes of archives, theories, analysis, etc:
"And so the blind rats scamper into the open jaws of the cat...
Welcome, sinners, murderers, vermin. You know, this used to be a cute little place. I believe they called it, 'Egg Island'? I'm sure you all would have loved to be here. They were so kind to send you this way.
Unfortunately, I despise each and every single one of you with every atom in my being. People like you do not deserve a pleasant little break from the stresses of your previous island, so I've taken the liberty of changing this place. Welcome to your Purgatory.
The rules are simple to follow. You will be divided into three teams. Every day, you will compete to determine who will get the big prize. Whatever team has the most wins throughout the following weeks is the ultimate winner. The daily winning team is decided by the following:
Activity: the amount of time your team has spent on the island.
Global tasks: you'll find these in the spawn area. I'm sure you're smart enough to find the right place.
Lives: the least amount of deaths per day. The bar to impress me isn't high.
Events: you'll see this on its relevant day.
Now, that's the boring stuff out of the way. I'm sure you're already hungering and dehydrated as you've been listening to me. Good. Whatever makes it harder for you to live. Oh, and every hour, a fun surprise will happen in the form of a devastating disaster that will surely make your days worse than they already are. Wonderful, isn't it?
Oh, but I already hear all you crying, 'What if we don't want to compete? We can work together to defeat you!' Naive and innocent, you all are.
One team is cursed. If the cursed team loses, say goodbye to all of your lives and eggs. What team is that? Can you figure that out? No. So make sure you do your best to win. But if any of the other teams win, they can pick some of the eggs to come back with them. Aren't I nice? I really shouldn't be.
Everything that you will be doing from this point on is for the safety of the eggs. Disregard your friendships, there is no room for sympathy in this land. And before I leave all of you to rip each other apart, the first important event will be on sixth.
Have a good time rotting beneath the Earth."
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zeb-z · 1 year
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thinking about how honest the hope is in disco elysium, if that makes sense. how you face consequences for the actions and life you can’t remember. how your nightmares come back and they just might be there to stay. how you still wake up in pain and have to very actively fight off the cravings of your old addictions. how it isn’t easy trying to chose not just life, but living better, living for yourself. how it doesn’t mean any of the problems will go away, or the pain will stop, but it gives you an option other than constant suffering. there’s always a silver lining, it’s just a matter of being able to look up and find it.
hope isn’t always easy, and sometimes it is a choice, but in a torn up world and a torn up body, it’s something. it’s not always pretty or perfect, it’s clumsy and sometimes foolish and hard to keep close, it’s difficult, and maybe it’s all you have but it’s something - streets and sodium lights, the sky, the world, you’re alive
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malistaires · 3 months
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thinking about death wizards as who remains. who is left to grieve, who is left to pick up the pieces, to sew once more after things have been reaped. gentle but callous, resolute.
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kirbyliker12 · 9 months
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This is the deepest I can delve into how I view them n their implications through imagery before it bcomes incomprehensibl 😙😙😙😙maybe I’ll do a tiny bit of elaborating in tags idk(this was mostly an excuse to practice drawing dranzas head)
#kirbyliker12png#dark taranza#taranza#Susie haltmann#parallel susie#man there was Barely any info on dark taranza🥸poor guy I miss him(not really)#nyway I have no idea on how da dark mirror works (nobody does really)#I don’t even know what the mirror even DOES#why does he look so similar to magolor soul they can’t just do that#is dtaranza like. taranza if nobody was there 2 help him n if he just turned to a path of loneliness for what he wants#(taranza voice) wow if I wasn’t surrounded by the beauty of nature n friendship I’d probably destroy the world to bring joronia back😋😋#IDK ik it doesn’t make much sense but😏I love taranza having world ending potential#not in terms of ‘I’ll use this EVIL artifact n it’ll use me’ but in’wow dis guy is so op good thing he’s on your side ahaha’#also I reely lauv how her dads demise is entirely suzys fault#the Japanese version specifically says she wanted to ‘make him pay’#so she really did intentionally want him to get a bit hurt#she’s also more emotionally vulnerable in the aftermath instead of going ‘ermmm this wasn’t calculated🤓what a nuisance!’#instead of taranza where it’s more like unlucky Suzy is entirely the problem and she knows it#oh yeah parallel Suzys hm well it’s kinda endearing how she still treasures her dad#even though the Suzys ditched their pin#I don’t think original Suzy has a likeable personality n that she’s aware of it but can’t do anything to change it#AGH it’s l8🥸why do I always post at night anyway#oh man can’t wait for da morning where I find how messy these thoughts are
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morelikecommunitydick · 2 months
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Shirley is such an interesting character and I wish her perspective was explored more.
She married what was likely the only man she had ever been with, considering that her and Andre met in high school. That's literally her entire life spent with him, building a family with him. Shirley has dedicated herself to fulfilling the churches ideals of womanhood, something she has probably been taught since she was a child. Then, through no fault of her own, it's completely ruined.
In season one, we see her working towards starting a business and building herself a new life after her husband has left her. Not only that, but she's eager to try things that she never got the chance to within her marriage, seeking a typical 'college experience'. Season one Shirley is probably my favourite portrayal of her character. It's far from perfect writing, but I felt like we could see her healing from her divorce.
I don't think her getting back with Andre was a bad writing decision on it's own. For a character like Shirley, it makes sense. Andre is all she's ever known, and being a good wife and mother is a role upheld and respected for Christian women, something she would have seen praised since childhood within her community.
Not to mention, she was pregnant again by this point. What else could she do but cling even harder to the values of the church? Again, it's all she's known. I can't blame her at all for getting back with Andre.
But I don't think this was done very well. I think the writers just couldn't be bothered to develop her character as a single woman anymore, so they just threw her back with Andre. I think it's disappointing and I think it's a waste.
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tenderhenk · 5 months
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i do love how no one in game ever spares more than a single thought about the other vampire spawn being able to misty escape if you walk too close with something like the light of lathander equipped. astarion has ONE line about it
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and then… nothing. should we not be a little more worried about the teleporting vampire spawn? or even wonder why they can teleport suddenly?
did cazador grant them a new power so that they can hunt during the day, like we see there in the flophouse? why would he try to have the six spawn left speedrun the last few victims needed for the ritual if astarion went missing with the final necessary component?
and is this why they’re all so willing to believe cazador will keep his word and set them free when he subverts undeath? because he’s just given them a small token of freedom, the ability to navigate during the day so long as they stay out of direct sunlight? and how did he do it?? much to think about.
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