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moe-broey · 1 year

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Don't Forget that the Asker sibs' Mom might actually have Powerful Blood within her and got married to help her 'Calm Down Time™' But it's uuuuuh, probably not working. (And also the devs are HUGE cowards for not letting her go berserk)

LITERALLY ACTUALLY HOW COULD I FORGET TO ADD THAT. IN MY ASKR FUCKED UP FAMILY POST. They are the LEAST NORMAL "Normal" family and it drives me INSANE LMFAO

And like another tag tangent I'm actually gonna put on blast inspired by this.

What are the implications of this!!!!!! For Alfonse and Sharena!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE. The implications could be VASTLY different for BOTH of them. Because. Sharena. Sharena might not even be. The Sharena that was born into the family with their blood. Does This Have Implications For Peony As Well Actually????????? And honestly I don't know what the implications would be for Alfonse (and Lif by extension????) since we don't even really know what this powerful blood of Henriette's IS. Like knowing Fire Emblem it's a coinflip maybe she's a dragon maybe not. But hey. Hey. What does that mean. For Her Children.

#feh #THANK YOU. FOR SAYING THIS #maybe it would be a fates case where like. all the royal siblings of both hoshido/nohr Have dragon blood #and in having that dragon blood the royal families can utilize dragon veins #but corrin is the only member of the family who can actually use that blood to transform into a dragon #but also. corrin's case is well. complicated LMFAO #maybe we could also look at alear for dragon example but ah. i. still haven't finished engage so i wouldn't know 😅#but again we just don't know. what's going on there.#and maybe i'm overthinking it and also feh kinda cops out and rewrites things from to to time #but i want. i want it all to mean SOMETHING. and i want it to have ramifications for EVERYONE involved #even characters you would expect to be fully detached from the situation. like hey what's taht --#my god! it's peony! with a steel chair!!!!!!!#also yes absolutely let henriette go sicko mode. START KILLING #fe henriette #sharena #fe alfonse #ask answered!

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didishawn · 11 months

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The kylian fic is so cute, can you write a part 5 where Jude and jobe won’t let the reader and kylian have their alone time till she gets upset and leaves so they feel bad and try to accept kylian. Can there be smut too?

I luv your writing btw❤️❤️❤️

Clingy siblings (Kylian Mbappe x Reader) smut

Warnings: smut, Jude and Jobe are still little shits

Masterlist

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4

You wonder if it will be too difficult to convince your boyfriend of spending the rest of the break in Paris, otherwise, you might be murdering your brothers.

You don't know what the problem is with them, they have never acter this clingy back with your other boyfriends -although with them, you did try to have them as far away from your family as possible, each fot different reasons. But Kyky is not the same, you might not have been together that long, but you know he is as serious with you as you are with him -or at least you hope so.

He is as serious as you are, that's why he is trying so hard to get along with your family, by that, he means your brother, both mother and father already adore him -you even suspect your mother to be thinking about grandkids already.

On the other hand, Jude and Jobe are terrible.

Well, not really terrible persee, it's not as if they have been ruder than usual, it's just that the idea of you and your boyfriend having any alone time seems to be one they refuse to let happen.

You want to show Kylian through the city? They must be there, after all, they are the most interesting part of it.

Want to take Kylian out for drinks with your friends? Well, you better be going somewhere Jobe can too, he is still a kid, can't drink, so maybe a playground will be the best place to go to.

Both of them are suddenly even more interested in basketbl than usual, and that requires sitting in between you and Kyky on the couch to watch whatever match is going on.

Not even during the night are you left alone, a fort having been built on your bedroom, stating neither are in need of a nephew.

It gets exhausting, really, you are aware of having brought Kylian over to meet your family, but that doesn't mean taht you two shouldn't be allowed to have your private time together, and doesn't matter how much your mum and dad try to stop those two little shits, they refuse to stop.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"What?" Jude asks, mouth full of popcorn as he and Jobe act all innocent.

As if the two weren't lying on your bed, munching on your snacks with the movie you have chosen for Kyky and you to see playing on the background.

"Don't 'what' me! You know exactly what is going on!"

"And what about it? Can we want to spend some time with our sister and Kyky?"

Said man, even if in need of their aprooval, looks absolutely exhausted at their schemingans, rised eyebrow and crossed arms.

"There is a difference in between wanting to hang out together and completely invading our privacy, you know?"

"And what do you want us to do about it?" the older one asks, defiant.

"Maybe get the fuck out?"

The two look at each other for a minute, then burst out laughing.

"Not happening" Jobe says in between laughter.

"Come on," Jude teases, patting the tiny spot left on the bed "join us, the movie is quite good if I am being honest"

You do nothing but groan, arms raised and a cold glare thrown their way before stomping away, ignoring their jabs and requests of you staying.

The two take it in a laughing matter honestly, that is until the noise of the front door slamming closed -mum and dad gone fir the night, so no one shouts any scolding.

It's not until then that some regret fills up their hearts, this time, looking at each other with saddened frowns.

Maybe they had taken it too far, or maybe you just got tired of their shit.

Was it too much to ask for some alone time with your boyfriend?

Talking about the man, he looks worried, doesn't seem to know what to do as he looks around for his shoes, probably about to run after you -as if, he knew his way around the city.

The two brother exchange a look, sighing, they stand up, the older rests a hand on the French man's shoulder.

"We will look for her, you stay here"

Your boyfriend hates the idea, yet accepts it as he knows a siblings' chat is needed, sitting on the bed you share, he watches as the two boy jog out after you.

It doesn't take them long to catch up with you with their athletic physics and the fact that they know the small playground near your home is where you go to whenever in need of some peace.

Your figure is sat on one of the swings, looking, at the floor, yet you know the two little shits are coming to you and they know you know, both sit in each side of you, all quiet -something unusual in between you three.

"We are sorry" the eldest say, in turn you scoff, rolling your eyes.

"Oh, I'm sure you are" you spat out, sarcasm dripping through you

"We are, really!" the youngest says -even if Jobe is also a little shit, he has always been quite sensitive to you getting mad at him, is one of the things he hates the most.

"What are you sorry for? Being assholes during the entire week? Not giving us privacy? Look, I get if you don't like Kylian, but-"

"Wow, wow, who said we didn't like him?" Jude says, arms raised and that surprised look of his taking over his face, mouth wide open, eyes the same.

"I don't know, maybe the fact you have been so annoying and saying all that stuff about Haaland and-"

"We do like him" Jobe says, Jude nods.

"Yeah, it's just that, I don't know, we just like annoying you two, you know? But we really do like Kyky"

"Well, I know that now, but he is convinced you hate him and want me to be with Haaland"

Jude scoffs, almost bursts out laughing "Please, I love Erling, but I know for a fact you wouldn't even last a week"

"Yeah" Jobe agrees "And Kyky seems to handle you just fine"

Arm in arm, the three of you walked home, a puppy eyed Kylian waiting for you on the sofa, almost running to you and hugging you close to himself as you kiss his cheek. Your brothers pretend to gag, but your glare sent their way makes them stand straight, the older one clears his throat.

"Look, Kylian, me an Jobe wanted to apologise for these past couple days"

"Yeah, and we totally think that you match her better than Haaland"

Your boyfriend smiles, easily accepting their apologises and promises to lay off the two of you, night passes on quickly as your boyfriend and brothers finally get to bond.

You can't even remember the last time you room was so quiet, only Kyky and you, his arms around your waist, chest to your back, keeping the two of you warm enough.

Everything is so calm, simple, but the feeling of something pocking your ass has you rising an eyebrow and turning to him with a look that is a mixture of amusement and confusion.

"Is this the moment you confess to me you have a thing for fucking your girlfriends in their childhood beds?"

He laughs, it's deep, yet a bit breathless letting you know his hornyness isn't something new at all.

"I mean, maybe, but it's also the fact of finally it only being me and you and that your ass looks so good on those shorts"

You are deep in thought for a moment, locating your brothers in your bedrooms, parents still out, you wonder if the sound of the bed creaking will be heard from the outside.

A big hand rubbing on your tummy and going lower takes you out from your thoughts, you look back at him, looking so smug as his hand teases you over the thin piece of fabric.

"Wow, can't even go a week without fucking, can you, Mbappe?"

"You are telling me you don't want this?" he is in, fingers hovering your clit, he can feel how wet you are"

"Never said that"

"Good" he concludes, fingers forming circles, another reaching towards your entrance.

You are not in for foreplay tonight, it might not have been taht long since you had your boyfriend's big cock inside you, still you feel depraved of it, you reach out for your own shorts and panties, pushing both fabrics down, making him become wide eyed as you next reach for his own bulge, stimulating it up and down for a bit before taking him out from his boxers.

You are desperate, you know he will tease you for this later, but you can't seem to care as you position him in your entrance, slamming your own hips back to take him all in.

His haw is clenched, eyes tightly closed and head pushed back as he tries to not let out the loud moan coming out from his mouth at the sudden rush of pleasure.

The pace is fast from the start, pleasure having clouded both of your minds as you can't seem to find it in yourself to care for the creaking of your bed and how the frame tries to slam against the wall.

Your leg is kept up by his big hand, having you wide open as his hips piston into yours, low moans leaving him as you whine out at the feeling of being so full.

His balls hit your ass cheeks, his tip kisses your cervix, he is fucking you open, so deep, this is only but a way to fuck off the tension, the love making will have to wait till later.

It doesn't take long until you are tightening around him and milking him for all he is worth, filling you up as you lay on the bed, breathing so heavily you are afraid your hearts will come out from your chests.

His head rests on your shoulder, a small kiss to the skin of your neck as he once more hugs you closely to him.

"You think your brothers heard?"

"I honestly couldn't care less"

You say that, but you know the next morning you won't be able to look either in the eye in hopes they won't ever know what just went on in your tight twin bed.

#kylian fanfic #kylian mbappe #kylian mbappe x reader #mbappe imagine #mbappe x reader #mbappe psg #mbappe #mbappe smut #psg #paris st. germain #france national team #france nt #football imagine #football player #jude bellingham #jobe bellingham

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gabrielsbubblegumbitch · 2 months

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Adding to the “Velvette is the glue of the Vees” convo (and possible slightly out of character interpretation)

I feel like Vox and Valentino definitely need somebody to confide in other than a fuck-buddy y’know?

Like just a (somewhat) stable friend or business partner no sex involved

…Who they’ll sometimes cuddle on the couch with and bitch about their day to each other

I hc Velvette in all her independent girlboss glory can grow clingy towards those she’s attached herself to - that being Vox and Valentino

Say Vox and Val have an argument Velvette wasn’t around for, so they’re both pissed at each other - Velvette comes to their little shared common space, completely drained from work and drapes herself over whoever is there

Valentino; will immediately start bitching to her but also scoop her up and plop on the couch, maybe get some snacks and drinks as they both recharge

Vox; stays quiet - doesn’t like talking after an argument but will do something similar, maybe go into his office instead to stalk someone while having Velvette in his lap. Velvette is just there doom scrolling on her phone or taking a nap while Vox rubs her back

Whoever Velvette runs into first - she can sense the argument happened. So once she’s recharged and taken care of herself - she’ll text them something stupid like “Can’t sleep. Come here. Now.” without telling Vox or Valentino that the other one will be there - both of them go in her room and are - pissed lol

(Think of that Spongebob episode where Squidward tries to make Patrick and SpongeBob be friends again 💀)

But yeah uhmmm Velvette’s gonna 1. Address the issue directly 2. Force both Vox and Valentino to sleep with her bc she’s too tired to deal with them but will force them into the awkward situation cause she wants the entertainment

If scenario 2 happens Velvette is obviously sandwiched in between Vox and Valentino while they stare at each other angrily. Whoever speaks way too loud first gets punched by Velvette (happens multiple times) so they’re forced to quietly “discuss their issues” while Velvette is playing dumb and pretending to sleep - eventually things do work out and they all fall asleep

I don’t even know where I was going with this it’s incredibly disorganized I just like ranting about the Vees help - love silly Velvette headcanons where she’s the one who’s in control I guess lol

I totally agree with like half of what you've written - with the part taht Vox and Valentino both need someone to confide with. None of them has a lot of opportunities to be just comfortable with another person. Sure they have each other but romantic relatisohips are often more "loaded" than frienships and while they can grant deeper connection, they also generate greater tension. That's why lifelong frienships are way more common than lifelong romances.

But I don't find the idea of Velvette's infantilization appealing, sorry. She strikes me as a person who craves to be feared and respected, to the level that it feels almost like overcompesating for her young age (compared to other Overlords) and non-threatening form. I don't see why would she allow anyone, even her friends to treat her like a plushie. Especially when those friends are power hungry maniacs who nutoriously prey on people they see as weaker.

That doesn't mean I think your headcanon is wrong or bad. It just doesn't allign with my own interpretation. Which is perfectly fine, they can't even be compared in their accuracy in relation to canon because we barely have any canon. So please, don't take it personally - I love you have fun with your ideas, that's the most important part of fandom <3

#hazbin hotel #vox #valentino #voxval #ask #velvette #headcanon #the vees

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ananiel · 4 months

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The God era has fallen a long time ago. Many names were lost in time, along with their greatness and wealth.

The only ones that remained were the ones that could be associated with historical things and other religions.

You knew them all, or at least, most of them. After all , You mother herself was one of those that were forgotten, and let's not talk about your father, who everyone knows but forgets about at the same time.

Your mother was the goddess of nightmares, your father the one and only god of reality

Now, the titles were revoked from your parents a long while ago, which means that You aren't a Goddess anymore, but You could be considered one of the most powerful witches. Your powers are based on those of Your parents, which means You could transform horrible nightmare like creatures to reality. Monsters under the bed, big spiders, people from the past with a more deranged personality, You name it.

Of course, in the witch world, You are very respected for your abilities (feared as well) but to the people that don't have powers think You are a crazy woman with a rather sinister look and a raven that hisses at people (sometimes with a cat that caws too) even if You were of a rather young age

One day You were reading alongside your pet a fantasy book at the local library when he observed You from a distance

“that's not how magic works” You mumble and the crow nods

“oh, and how are you so sure?” he asks as he sits down next to you

You don't respond to that, which he finds interesting to say the least

He quickly grew interested and when he wanted to ask around about You, he soundly faced a problem he didn't think would occur : everyone described You differently.

Now he clearly was interested in finding out everything he can about You, after all, if You were just what he expected, he could use your powers to make his plans so much easier

But no, You were too smart for that. No matter how much he tries, he can’t make You do what he wants, You never fall for his words. And truth be told, he found that at the end of the night when he replayed all of your conversations in his head, he was being played by You

And gods above, how he started to like it, like it so much that the next time he saw You, he brought a little present with him, one taht he knew You have never seen before:

The limbs of the suitors You had. And to your horror, he threw them around the house, your house, in all the places your creatures were hidding, even giving one to your crow that was actually one of your most trusted nightmares hidden behind a harmless form

You didn't know how he figured it out, but looking into his eyes, seeing that crazed looked made You sure of something : he was the nightmare that became reality for you

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thesimpsbasement · 1 year

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Hello! May I request Vil, Kalim, Malleus and Azul with a male! s/o who’s like Sherlock Holmes or William Moriarty? As in reader is very intelligent and stuff

Hello anon and sure! I sorta alternated between the 2 cuz didn't know how to incorporate both but I hope this is to your liking!

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Characters: Vil Schoenheit, Kalim Al Asim,Malleus Draconia,Azul Ashengrotto

Author:Mod Betty

Warnings/tags: slight spoilers for book 3,5 ( mainly spoilers on book 5) ,not proofreaded yet

Reader is male

Word count:1,300 words

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-The first time he noticed your high intelligence was when you actually memorized every item for the skin routine he recommended you

-It took Epel forever to memorize them all and still forgets some

-During VDC he knew you'd be problem because he knew you'd probably see right through his plan and his concerns were correct as you were the one to inform Jamil way before he himself noticed Vil's odd behaviors

-Vil does care a lot about things being perfect, one minute mistake could end in a catastrophe

-You agree with Vil on that but sometimes you rather study than do a self care routine, maybe on your breaks you could add a couple products but not enough to meet Vil's standards

-Vil did admire your determined to adapt to this strange world by learning about it as much as possible, but what he doesn't admire is your lack of self care

-Sometimes he drags you out of your room to do a proper self care regiment

-Like the one you are currently doing

-" For someone who's such a genius you can be quite a forgetful potato" Vil says as he rubs some sort of cream on your face

"Apologies by I can't help but simply indulge of the common things in thought world taht would be deemed impossible in mine" you replied hoping to somewhat justifying your actions every though you knew it wouldn't

" I understand your excitement but you do need to take proper care of yourself,you may deem this unnecessary but I disagree completely and as your lover I'm even more complied to do this" he retorted continuing to apply product to your face

"Oh how lucky i am to have someone to spoil me like this, I'm moved" you tease,smile on your face

" The real lucky one is me to have a brilliant and sometimes forgetful boyfriend like yourself "

-When he found out about your intelligence he was in awe

-you were so cool and not mean like Riddle and you were easier to approach Unlike Malleus

-Jamil is wary of you for a good while knowing how easily Kalim is influenced but you weren't heartless to use someone's kindness

-Kalim is the type to brag about you like " Look how smart my boyfriend is so if you ever need help go ask him!"

-And he wasn't lying,ever since hanging out with(and dating) you he's been improving in his academics and would always would go to you if he needed assistance, saving Jamil from extra work( which he thanks you for)

-Being in a new world made everything surprise you but also defied the logic of your own world so when Kalim offered you a ride on a magic carpet you were skeptical

-I mean a carpet couldn't hold the weight of well anything so it being able to carry 2 people is already taboo and also how can you control it's direction and spee-

-Before you could finish your train of thoughts and how the pure concept contradicts basic physics Kalim pulled your arm and seated you on the carpet

-The first minute you were nervous as hell,who could blame you, you were literally flying on a carpet!

-After the initial shock the ride was actually relaxing and fun

-You never thought you'd ever find yourself flying around on a magic carpet flying around but you don't mind it

-Turning to Kalim who was looking at you the whole time to make sure you're enjoying yourself, you put a hand on his cheek before saying "thank you for showing me something I would never have thought of" and pulling him for a kiss

-Kalim was overjoyed knowing he actually managed to 1) surprised you and 2) make you feel happy

-Safe to say there's never a dull moment with Kalim

-He knew you were smart by simply observing how well you performed in class

-A magicless human from a completely different dimension did better than most of the NRC students

-What caught him by surprise was when you knew his true identity almost as soon as you saw him

-What confused him was that you were still referring to him as that silly nickname you came up with

-Even if you're smart and probably have some combat abilities you still couldn't stand a chance

-When confronting you about it all you did was smirk ad say " Don't worry I know a foe when I see one "

-Also good luck having to deal with Sebek since he's suspicious of you and your wits. Who knows maybe you were trying to fool the young master!!

-Would often come by Ramshackle and talk about each other's lives

-He was quite fascinated by your life back home,always solving mysteries and how capable you were in dire situations

-He doesn't necessarily need help in academics especially being the next heir of Briar Valley but would often ask you for help with other stuff ((*cough* technology ))

-For a mere child of man and from a foreign land you have a lot of knowledge to almost rival some fae

-Despite knowing you can handle yourself just fine you're still a fragile human with no magic so he will occasionally loom around the shadows,sometimes your sharp tongue could easily infuriate students from a certain dorm,After all Savanaclaw students don't settle arguments with words,but with their fists but when they pull their magic pens Malleus quickly steps in to stop the fight before you got hurt because of some buffoons

-After the students ran off, you turned to him a smile on your face " I could've handled them myself you know, even if they can use magic they're still brainless" Malleus chuckled " I suppose so however I don't think I'd forgive myself if you did end up hurt" he said sighing

-" How about we go to Ramshackle after class for a cup of tea? My treat" you suggested

-"Anything for you ,my brilliant child of man"

-The first thing he noticed about you was how calm you were when you signed that contract about bringing that painting from the museum, it was almost as if you had a plan already and were confident it'll succeed

-Seeing how brilliant you were and how you could easily make things go your way he actually suggested working in Mostro Lounge

-Would sometimes challenge you to see who's better,be it who'd give a better offer on contracts or who'd finish homework quicker

-During closing hours he'd offer you a cup of tea and discuss whatever topics you thought of

-When dating your counseling started coming into play

-After some time Azul started getting comfort with being vulnerable around you, often pouring his insecurities as he stared at his lap

-" Sometimes I feel like you deserve better" he muttered not making eye contact with you

"Why do you say that love?" You ask him ,serious look on your face

"I mean someone as brilliant as you shouldn't stick around a stupid,fat,clumsy octopus" he said slight irritation in his voice

You sighed as you placed your hands on his shoulders " Azul look at me" ,hesitantly he did as he was told,teary eyes looking right into your

"The fact I'm your boyfriend should be telling you enough that I'm not going anywhere, I don't stick with people that I don't want too, so if I didn't like you I wouldn't be sitting in this very room now would I?" You said trying to comfort your partner without any sort of sugared words but with pure logic

-"Yeah I guess you're right" Azul said wiping his tears

-Smiling you kiss his forehead has you bring him into a hug " so please cease these idiotic thoughts for both our sake ,you know it pains me to see you this upset"

#fanfiction #fanfic #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #vil schoenheit x reader #kalim al asim x reader #malleus draconia x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #x male reader #moriarty the patriot

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theerurishipper · 2 months

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Season 4 and 5 made it just so difficult to truly believe that Marinette really loves her Kitty. The Fandom and show can scream about vague soft eyes and "she loves her kitty so muuuuuuch! <3" however they want, but it says alot about Marinette's character that this vague "I love my kitty" never really gets any more specific.

Saying "I like you / I want you around" doesn't mean anything whne the actions themselves paint the picture of her basically taking Cat Noir for granted and not thinking a single second about his actual well being or his perspective in any of this.

It's like in Glaciator 2 where a good part of the episode Marinette spends either screaming at Cat, manhandling him however she pleases and even invalidating any of his emotions by screaming in his face that HIS emotions don't matter in any of this, this is about HER and her only when she used him not knowing Marinette is Ladybug against him by secretly forcing him to practice with her her confession for Adrien.

She's literally screaming at him that his emotions are irrelevant to her. She just wants him to do whatever she wants and however she wants it bc apparently thats the only way she can stand being around him. And that she got in season 5, how Lovely.

And then later when Cat voices that he thinks Ladybug can't stand him anymore because she screams at him and gets seriously physical Marinette is like "No, no, that doesn't mean she hates you <3"

When, like, yes Marinette. Under anything resembling to normal morality you constantly reducing him to a rag doll, screaming, insulting, replacing him, leaving him behind on the battle field for your own and your friends' benefit and brushing him off would be a perfectly reasonable thing for another person to view as a bad thing. Only YOU would demand of someone to view that as unparalleled depictions of fondness, and that hasn't changed much by Elation.

Her ignoring his discomfort in the kissing scene (closing her eyes again) and then almost turning into Cat's enemy for daring to tell her "no" one time is one unnerving sight to behold. She basically immediately went back to season 4 mode the moment she didn't get what she wanted. I don't even want to imagine what she would have done to him by impulse if that moment had happened in Ladynoir (I hate how CONSISTENT this is...)

and even by the end of the episode she's still only asking him to validate her when he brings her back.

And well, then she leaves.

It's difficult to actually believe that Marinette really values Cat Noir alot. It feels much more like she values and likes how little genuine efforts she has to make in their dynamics to reach a normal standard, and that he's just the most convenient person for her regarding any kind of ugly dirty work or her worst tendencies not coming with regular circumstances. So of course she would like that.

If I had an anger problem, I would probably like the person too who had to learn from me that that's "perfectly reasonable behavior" they should view as GOOD in a dynamic bc i like using them as rag doll, punching bag and tool.

But just because I personally would find comfort in a person accepting that I can do that to them as my way of "showing affection" doesn't it mean that that's a good thing to make soft eyes about.

But the show is not GIVING us much more to work with. Marinette only on rare occasions voices anything she even likes about him. It goes mostly unsaid so you can claim whatever you want about her feelings for him.

She likes that he's funny, only that the show isn't showing that alot. If at all. Marinette telling Alya in Hack-San to laugh at his jokes because he likes taht is kinda out of left field because Marinette herself honestly doesn't do it alot. The normal reaction is her being annoyed, shutting him up and even insulting him, down to any kind of "slapstick".

And the most I can remember her having SAID about being in love with him in season 5 was being thirsty about how hot he is. I don't wanna be mean but no wonder Alya basically disregarded Marinette's crush. It's not like she ever named anything serious, and tahts....honestly awful.

With Adrien as Cat Noir there was NEVER a question if he values her for more than her being pretty. He loves her brilliant mind, her determination, her drive to help people. Him complimenting her for being pretty was just the cherry on top.

But only towards Joan of Arc did she mention that she likes his loyalty, but that got ruined by her straight up AGREEING with her whne she insulted Cat and the "loyal" part was only to save her own face. She literally agreed with someone insulting Cat right in front of him and only said "yeah, but he's LOYAL" which of course made him insecure. He couldn't see Joan of Arc, how many people are there and what the insult was Ladybug just agreed with. He can't defend himself and saw that Ladybug literally WON'T.

So which one is it, Marinette? Is he hot or a runt who's lucky he's loyal? Why was Joan's opinion of you the whole episode the only thing you actually cared about to the point where you were fine with throwing the person you love oh so much to the dogs again? And Cat looking bad and humiliated again was barely an afterthought to you, as long as it wasn't YOU?

If she actually loves and value him then why is she still treating him as if he merely spawns into existence for akumas or her entertainment and benefit as her care taker? Why isn't Marinette trying to make up for how she used her civilian side to make him do whatever she wants several times by now, as if she never even conciders how this will look like once they reveal (I would loose sleep if I did that to a person!)?

Why was she still perfectly fine with him being completely isolated and having no one in a case of emergency, meaning she always continued letting him run the risk of ending up the way he did in the season 5 finale? Cat being found as a civilian by Hawkmoth was from day 1 one of the most obvious things that could happen and even after 2 what if episodes this fate of his was never actually avoided, because Marinette always just prioritized getting HERSELF out of the equation more than him truly being safe.

That's a risk she was apparently from start til the end perfectly willing to take.

5 entire seasons and the only safety thing she cared about in their dynamic is that if he gets caught and is at the villain's mercy, he does so as quietly as possible so she isn't bothered by it and can close her eyes, cover her ears and go "Lalala".

If Marinette in any of these 5 seasons thought Cat deserved help too than she sure never acted like it, and in fact demanded the complete opposite for her own comfort.

How am I supposed to believe that Marinette loves and values Cat Noir as a person when non of that or his entire personhood goes beyond what little she wants for her own comfort? If you love a person you would actually want them save and not remain in harms way but accept that you shouldn't be asked to care about that? Or remain completely isolated in the dangerous lives you lead without being allowed to ask muvb of anything from you support wise?

Or constantly ditched on the battle field, being done who knows what to so YOU and your friends are fine while you execute the actual plan with the others.

You would ask questions if they're okay and if they need help too, and not just take any half an indicator your being given to write off any concern because you apparently don't actually wanna think about any of that.

You would actually think about them in any decision you make because this is not just about you and their well being should mean something to you. You would tell them things so you don't risk them getting hurt by having to find out themselves the worst way (and here leading to akumatizations).

You would let them made their own choices, have agency and not just when you're forced to. You wouldn't casually execute a plan to trick them into revealing their important secret identitiy to two people without their consent or knowledge, and ESPECIALLY not when the god damn angry authority figure, who already doesn't lie your partner, would fucking use it to get rid of them behind YOUR BACK TOO.

You wouldn't want physical harm being done to them instead of even being a main source of it, and never taking accountability for that while demanding to never get touched and spoken to in a single wrong way. You wouldn't want that they accept that you don't owe them anything as their LEADER but they owe you EVERYTHING because you said so and can't handle anything else in a "partnership".

(Only to feel sorry about it for 2 minutes when you loose everyone else but, well, not really I guess? Or else she would have tried making up for it in season 5 more than just surface level stuff that was once again mostly for HER benefit anyway. But more than that never happened)

You wouldn't want to think they're stupid for not thinking like you and draw the line at any "back talking" you're being given bc you apparently concider anything else but absolut obedience and blind faith as your little puppet as you being "disrespected". So they must walk around you like on eggshells and only talk in soft compliments and supportive words cause who knows how you would react otherwise?

Dude, no wonder Ladynoir is fucking dead. Good for Adrien, and I hate that we've come THIS far. Such a thing is one of the last things I ever wanted to say when I started watching the show. Now I can't be angry taht Ladynoir is fucking dead and Cat Noir didn't made it out of the partnership for the finale, because wtf else was this supposed to result in??

I just cannot fathom the type of "Love" and fondness Marinette supposedly has for Cat Noir. Whatever fondness she feels for him gets drowned out by other 20 red flags about her not actual treating him like a real person.

And man, I HATE that...

Yeah, literally. This is probably harsher than what I think, but it's more or less my thoughts on the matter.

Thank you for your ask!

#ML Salt #ML Critical #ML Writing Salt #ML Writers Salt #Marinette Salt #Asks #Meta #Ladynoir conflict #Ladynoir Salt #Also anon I am so so so sorry for being so late #This is like 2 months late #Anon you're probably not even here anymore but I didn't forget you I promise

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Sorry, but I do have to say it at least once:

You know the Ladynoir partnership we all wished we got is dead and buried when Marinette in s6 will no doubt find out officially that the Miraculized all thought that Ladybug and Chat Noir kidnapped Adrien and Kagami and that's why they attacked her

And you just know she's not going to ever put her assumption into question, which she made off Plagg's vague enough words, that Chat Noir was one of the Miraculized. Completely ignoring then that it makes no sense whatsoever that Chat Noir thought he HIMSELF kidnapped two people.

No, I'm not giving Marinette shit for having thought he was one of the victims in the finale. She barely had time to take everything in and since she wore no Alliance herself she had no idea what the Miraculized were even talking about. I definitely don't LIKE that the show went this frustrating route, but this is fair enough regarding Marinette.

But that is also not what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about the fact that in the new reality we already saw it being brought up in the news that the Alliance rings were "highjacked" by Monarque and that's how the Miraculized came to be, which by itself should form questions in Marinette’s head since she KNOWS from previous episodes (most importantly Revelation) that Chat Noir didn't wear an Alliance ring.

But most importantly, I'm talking about that there is no way that the circumstances of the Miraculized, and that being them thinking that Ladybug and Chat Noir kidnapped Adrien and Kagami, will not be brought up again. Not with Kagami and Tomoe being as important as they are.

And that means the moment all if that is being brought up yall cannot tell me that there is no possible way Marinette could have known to question Chat Noir's vague fate of the s5 finale she actually doesn't know shit about.

That excuse of her "not being able to possibly know!" is already being stretched pathetically thin in the last 2 seasons but this one goes too far and yet unfortunately there is nothing in Marinette’s writing in Ladynoir taht indicates anything else but her just writing it off and never sparing it a single thought. AGAIN.

I guess the only realistic hope we have is that ALYA/ Rena Rouge picks up on this massive contradiction and then Adrien/ Chat Noir remembering having said "perfect Alliance" instead of "Alliance, Miraculize me" which is the same memory Kagami will have.

You know Ladynoir is dead and buried when it's more realistic to hope for ANYONE ELSE to pick up on Chat Noir's vague fate being highly contradicting and alarming looking at the facts surrounding it, because 5 seasons of Ladynoir's partnership characterized Marinette is such a way where actually holding out hope for her to not just ignore every dark red hints screaming in her face feels like denying reality.

Realistically speaking, Ladybug ain't gonna question a single thing no matter how much suspicious stuff gets digged up and how insulting it is to insist on thinking he "accidentally thought he kidnapped 2 people"

Realistically speaking, Alya/ Rena Rouge is all Adrien/ Chat Noir is gonna have in this, hopefully with Kagami being there to back him up about the validity of the different Alliance phrase he remembers.

And that is probably the saddest direction the show could have possibly taken the Ladynoir "Partnership"...

#ml spoilers #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #Ml season 5 #Ml season 6 #Ladynoir critical #I ain't tagging this salt #This just feels the most realistic #I'm grieving Ladynoir so fucking much guys

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Invincible s2e5

It's here, it's here!! Some of my thoughts. Spoilers ahead

"He's never on the hook for the lives he destroys. Just leaves it for everyone else to clean up. Again and again." -> incredible

Brothers eh!! and also Debbie saying mark must get his nobility/reluctance to abandon people from her side ;-)))), especially since this is like one of if not the only time mark is compared to his mum and not his dad. (Whether it's a you're nothing like you're dad, you will be your dad, your dad doesn't influence my view on you)

debbie taking time off work ot look after mark's brother just after they all said they wer so glad she was back :-(( I get that she priortises mark's education though

oop the donald sub plot, forgot about that but now Im hella intrigued again, he a cyberman, though he's the six million dollar man to hear Cecil tell it (we can rebuild him...)

william boxed up mark's stuff.... oof that must have been rough (for william i mean, assuming he's dead)

cecil stfu and stop being a creeper- although if he wasn't like that he wouldn't be cecil, his job is to be a bastard in order to do what he deems necessary

"He's an alien. We're more qualified to take care of him."- very ominous very uncomfortable, glad to see mark isn't having any of it but still. actually ingernal loving mark's convo with cecil

Cecil's little side eye at the end, he's scared ohohoh. and that petty "im sureyour mum will love ooking after her ex's kid" like uh, no but she said she'll do it for mark and otherwise mark will do it so so?

Mark and Amber are cool, and yeah it's nice to see him listening to her problems even if maybe it's revealing that uh... yeah he can't be there for her and that's complicated (as mark said)

Rudy and monster girl is intersing, like i get why she's pissed and i get where he's coming from

DECEASED they all knew he was from mars.Almost disappointed because him desperately trying to be human was hilarious but also this reveal was the funniest fucking thing so, even his reveal felt so unhuman

also how noble and excited the abckstory is until the awkard... so I sort of tried to kill him but I didn't even do that right and now he's coming to earth to kill us all possessed by a hive creature

"No, before, I was lying. Now I'm telling the truth. It's very different." hilarious, might steal that.

Rex, gonna go OOC real quick, then pan to Atom Eve AMV... iconic, I wonder what this could mean /s

Ok I was like, stop commenting on everything but like Rex is a prick but the absolute funniest, saying that maybe Eve's parents WANT her to be abducted because they still haven't fixed her broken window lock killed me

also more seriously actually the familiarity with which they talk and rex moves around eve's room (the l atter would be weird if it weren't so obvious eve could make him stop if she wanted) is great? Because yeah they dated for a while, like they should know each other even if they don't get on anymore and it's great to see the evidence of that Similarly the fact taht Eve reveals at teh end she knew rex just wanted something but that she also does think he genuinely helped her see that she helps people

Man, mark :-( spread too thin, and he's realising it but what is the way out?? Butter spread over too much bread and you can't just put it back in the tin

Shapesmith's intonation and diction and also just his timing of what he says is, mwah, chefs kiss, incredibel

when is the shapesmith show coming, we've already had "Allan"???

was gonna say "nice fight scenes" then kate happened, and i mean they're still good but oh fuck holy shit oh god hog do

.um. well post the homeward guardians fight all I have to say is that it seems that Rex is ranking guardian after all.

Or um, them some cliff hangers amirite, sure do hope everybody is fine

but no did like Rex's last line of the episode and also King lizard's smarmy evil pragmatism ooh very nice.

#invincible s2 #invincible s2 spoilers #invincible season 2

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Ethereal - Chapter 1.

Pairings- TFP Optimus prime X reader

Warnings- None...i guess? mention of scars on readers arms

Word count- 4338

Also, sorry this took so long to put out, school started, I had some family issues i needed to take care of, and I had the summer flu 😭 I also kept editing this as I didn't like the way it was innitially, i still don't and might edit it further, but I thought i woulf put something out now. I such at first chapters

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In the waning light of day, a raven-haired man walked alongside a seemingly young woman, his dark eyes intense with concern as they scanned her figure. "Y/n, you good?" he queried, his voice laced with a hint of worry.

A sigh escaped the woman's lips, her e/c eyes lifting to meet the darkening sky above. She absently rubbed her exposed arms that were littered with scars and ancient symbols taht had long lost meaning to mankind, attempting to seek solace against the encroaching chill. Pausing mid-stride, she collected her thoughts before finally responding to the inquiry that had punctured the quiet ambiance between them.

"I'm okay, Cass," she began, her voice carrying a hint of introspection. "Just thinking about when we'll catch our next lead, what it might entail... and the challenge of adjusting to a new area yet again."

Cassius nodded, a rumbling agreement humming in his chest. Her words resonated with him deeply. While relocating was nothing new for their team, this venture into the derelict town of Jasper marked an unprecedented shift. The unfamiliarity of their surroundings had them teetering on the edge of their comfort zone, and he knew that all too well.

"We'll adapt, Y/n. Over time, this place will become our sanctuary, even if temporarily," he voiced his thoughts, the cadence of his words trailing off as his gaze swept over the quiet street that stretched before them. A lone pedestrian passed by, a transient figure in the twilight. Y/n response to the burly male that walked beside her was strained, her tone carrying an odd blend of uncertainty and optimism. "Maybe? I'm hoping for the best, but honestly, I'm not sure. Let's just see how things unfold." Y/N replied with a shrug, her gaze sweeping in all directions as she casually navigated the pedestrian crossing, causing her h/c locks to dance momentarily. After walking a few steps, her e/c eyes locked onto her male companion, a perplexed expression crossing her features.

Stopping in her tracks, Y/n pivoted to face Cassius, a quizzical expression forming on her face as she voiced her uncertainty. "Wait, where did we agree to meet the others?" Her fingers absentmindedly toyed with the pendant resembling a miniature moon on her necklace. Underneath her facade of calm, a faint undercurrent of unease and paranoia began to roil, as if probing her chest and mind for vulnerabilities. A habitual ritual unfolded as she systematically scanned her surroundings, meticulously evaluating each visible object within her line of sight and those lurking in the periphery. She even cast a glance over her shoulder, ensuring that no detail evaded her scrutiny. Her intense search yielded nothing that could justify the heightened sense of concern that was taking root within her.

Why is this sensation surfacing now? There's no indication of any presence here, at least none of the usual telltale signs.

As swiftly as the surge of hyper-awareness had engulfed her, it receded just as rapidly. The surge of adrenaline, the prickling unease, and the primal urge to remain vigilant were all too familiar to Y/N L/N. Her life's experiences had ingrained in her the ability to play the roles of both hunter and hunted. In that fleeting moment, she felt like prey, vulnerable to an enigmatic force or entity lurking just beyond her understanding.

Perhaps it's just my imagination running wild? The new town jitters? Oh i don;t know I give up!

With an exhale, she willed her racing heart to a steadier pace, reminding herself that instincts weren't always infallible. The peculiar unease dissipated, leaving behind only a trace of its unsettling presence. It was a feeling she had grown accustomed to—a mix of caution and readiness that had saved her life on more than one occasion.

Still, the unanswered question hung in the air, and Y/n turned her gaze back to Cassius, a sense of urgency accompanying her inquiry. She repeated her question, her tone a blend of curiosity and a touch of concern. "Cassius, do you remember where we were supposed to meet with the others?"

A beat of silence passed between them before Cassius responded, his voice tinged with a slight strain. "There's a small café about five minutes from here," he replied, his words carrying the weight of their current situation. His gaze lingered on Y/n, a silent exchange passing between them—a mutual acknowledgment of the heightened tension that was threading its way through their surroundings.

Though the unease had begun to wane, Y/n couldn't help but vent her frustration with a sigh. "I can't shake this feeling, and I'm not entirely sure why," she confessed, her brows furrowed. Cassius raised an eyebrow, a glimmer of understanding in his eyes. The brown eyed man was no stranger to Y/n's intuition—a compass that had guided them away from danger and death time and time again.

Recognizing that Cassius was likely engaged in his customary internal musings, Y/n decided to steer the conversation onward, aiming to soothe his potential concerns while also providing herself with a modicum of reassurance. “Can we speed up? I'm dying to have a coffee; I didn't even get my morning fix with the rushed chaos.” Y/N's tone shifted slightly as she whined, her eyebrows scrunching together in a display of frustration. Uncharacteristic as it was for the composed woman to exhibit such behavior, the exhaustion from an early-morning flight across countless miles was beginning to wear on her. The journey from Greece to their current location had been taxing, and it wasn't even over yet.

Why didn't I just teleport us? It would've saved so much trouble.

But she knew well enough why she hadn't. The attention it would draw, the risk of scattering her team across the globe—it was a power she wielded with caution, cognizant of its limitations.

A snort escaped Cassius at Y/N's grumpy remark, his understanding nod a quiet acknowledgment that he recognized her fatigue and frustration. The subtle exchange helped ease the lingering tension that had threaded its way through their earlier conversation.

As they continued their dialogue, the setting sun casting long shadows around them, they finally arrived at their destination—an inviting cafe adorned with various shades of pink that created a harmonious palette against the dark-tinted glass windows. Stepping through the white door, they were enveloped by even more pink hues, covering every piece of furniture within the establishment. Y/n's eyes swept across the cafe, searching for the familiar figures of a blonde and a red-head. However, her search was cut short by a voice she knew well.

“Cass! Luna! Over here!”

The recognizable shout, coupled with the affectionate nickname, immediately captured Y/n's attention. Her gaze landed on the duo she had been seeking, seated in the far corner of the cafe. With a few purposeful steps, she approached their table, only to be embraced by a streak of red that collided with her, wrapping her in a tight, exuberant hug. Gasping for air and regaining her composure after the unexpected impact, Y/n found herself face to freckled face with her exuberant best friend. Eira's arms were still wrapped around her, and her joyful dark blue eyes radiated with happiness as she looked at Y/n and the rugged ravenette man at her side. Cassius, though typically stoic, appeared slightly nervous in Eira's presence, a fact that didn't go unnoticed by Y/n.

“I was wondering when you guys would get here! I’m sorry we had to make our own ways here,” Eira's voice was laced with cheerful energy, her enthusiasm infectious.

“It’s alright, Eira. Y/n and I had some matters to attend to back at the temple before we could depart. It's wonderful to see you in such good spirits,” Cassius eventually greeted her, his voice tinged with a subtle stutter. A small smile graced his scarred lips, and his fingers fidgeted nervously, a gesture that didn't escape Y/n's observation. The realisation washed over her, confirming her earlier suspicions.

I knew it.

If there was one thing Y/n knew about her long-time friend, it was that Cassius Farlong rarely experienced nervousness. He was typically as stoic as they come, revealing only the faintest hints of emotion. But the rare occasions when he did show unease were divided into two distinct categories.

The first type of nervousness emerged during battles and times of war. It manifested as heightened tension, his reactions amplified when the enemy gained an upper hand or prepared for a surprise attack. This anxiety often led to calculated planning and meticulous preparations for the impending conflict.

Then there was the second type, a newfound form that had surfaced in recent months whenever he was around the cheerful redhead before them. In Eira's presence, Cassius exhibited occasional instances of uncharacteristic unease. Never before had he stumbled over his words or fidgeted with his fingers—unprecedented behaviors for a man who had roamed the earth for centuries. These actions only confirmed Y/n's suspicions that his emotions were stirred by the presence of the vibrant woman.

As Cassius and Eira exchanged greetings, Y/n couldn't help but smirk internally, eagerly anticipating the teasing she had in store for him once they found a base.

Pausing to relish the endearing tableau unfolding before her, Y/n's observant eyes were drawn back to the spot where Eira had been moments ago. Yet, to her surprise, the blonde-haired mischief-maker had melted into the background like a fleeting wisp of sunlight. The subtle rustle of his approach had been masked by the symphony of laughter, and Y/n found herself ensnared in a swift, unexpected half-embrace. Ash's voice, velvety and oozing with charm, washed over her like a cascade of warm honey.

“Y’know y/n, you're looking more like the moon every day—beautiful, glowing, and something I dearly want to touch.” Ash's words, as practised as his easy grin, wove a tapestry of flirtatious confidence.

Sighing in playful exasperation, Y/n nimbly seized his wrist, applying a deft twist that coaxed a surprised yelp from him. The ensuing scene was a symphony of amusement—Eira's laughter bubbled forth like a melodic stream, a testament to their well-worn banter. Cassius, his expression a blend of amusement and stoicism, smirked in response. It was a dance they knew well, an artistry of fellowship that had been fine-tuned through countless escapades.As the embrace loosened, Y/n turned with a fluid grace to face her flirty assailant. Her tone was a playful fusion of mock admonishment and undeniable charm.

“Ash, your confidence knows no bounds, but might I suggest refining your pickup lines? Telling someone you want to touch them might be perceived as, well, a tad bit perverted.” Her words, like a gentle melody, held a note of amused teasing. Ash's unyielding grin met her narrowed gaze, the battle of wits and charm in full swing.

“Ah, but Y/n, the allure of my pickup lines lies in their audacity. And rest assured, every word I say is truth!” Ash's voice carried a cheeky cadence, punctuated by an easy shrug. Y/n's playful exhalation conveyed a mix of amusement and affection, a response honed through familiarity.

“I still can't fathom how you and Cassius could be twins,” Y/n mused, her tone laced with genuine curiosity. The contrast between Ash's charismatic flamboyance and Cassius's enigmatic reserve was a puzzle she enjoyed contemplating.

Ash's chuckle rippled through the air, harmonising with the surrounding sounds. His vibrant green eyes glinted with shared amusement as he met her gaze.

“Believe me, Y/n, I've questioned that prank more times than I care to admit.” His voice, a melody in itself, held a note of incredulity. His gaze shifted to Cassius, standing with his signature stoicism, a hint of a grin playing at the corners of his lips. “I'm fairly certain Cassius has his moments of bewilderment too.”

Light laughter ensued, underlining their easy, long time friendship. But Ash's grin gradually gave way to contemplation as his eyes encompassed the group as a whole.

“What do you all say that we grab something to go? A quick bite to eat and some drinks, it’ll give us a chance to explore the area whilst we are out of the sun?”

The group hummed in unanimous agreement, finally feeling whole again.

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Beneath the tranquil night sky, the quartet embarked on their leisurely stroll along the outskirts of the town. The moon hung like a pale pearl, casting its silvery radiance upon them. The symphony of nocturnal creatures serenaded their footsteps, creating an eerie yet oddly soothing ambiance.

As they wandered, each footstep seemed to resonate in the stillness, the sound muffled by the layer of dirt and gravel beneath their shoes. The café had provided warm beverages that sent tendrils of comfort through their bodies, and the pastries had been a delightful addition to their midnight reprieve.

Cassius, blueberry muffin in hand, took a moment to inquire, his words slightly muffled by a mouthful, "Eira, Ash, did you manage to find a suitable base in your explorations? You've had more time to scout around."

Eira and Ash exchanged knowing glances, their eyes speaking of the secrets they held. Eira's voice, calm and measured, broke the silence, "Out in the desert, we stumbled upon a pair of abandoned military huts. Their exteriors may bear the scars of time, but with some dedicated effort, we can breathe life into them. After all, we don't intend to establish a permanent residence here, do we?"

A chorus of nods and murmurs of agreement resonated under the moon's watchful gaze. Yet, for Y/n, an unshakable unease clung to her, a suffocating weight on her shoulders. It felt as though an invisible presence observed her, dissecting her very essence.

That’s it. I’m using it.

In response to this persistent discomfort, Y/n reached into the deep pockets of her rugged cargo pants. From their depths, she extracted a remarkable artifact—a golden compass, adorned with intricate symbols and gemstones that seemed to hold the wisdom of ages. Greek letters graced its surface, bridging the gap between cultures and knowledge.

The compass, a work of artistry, whispered ancient secrets and untold stories through its design. Y/n, with a practised flick, unlocked its metallic lid, revealing the enigmatic instrument's heart. She felt her pulse quicken as the compass's needle embarked on a mesmerising dance of magnetism, whirling and spinning until it found its resolute direction.

East.

Simultaneously, a surge of anxiety hit Y/n like a freight train. Her heart raced, and the fine hairs on her arms stood at attention. It was as if her instincts were on high alert, urging her to pay attention to the unseen threat that lingered in the shadows.

Desperate to share her heightened awareness with the group, Y/n raised the glowing compass high, her voice laced with urgency and a touch of apprehension. "Guys!" she called out, her words cutting through the night's stillness.

The trio ahead, lost in their own world of conversation, snapped to attention as if pulled by an invisible force. Wide-eyed and caught mid-motion, they turned to face their compatriot a few paces behind them. Their collective astonishment painted an image of suspended animation, a tableau of camaraderie and shared astonishment.

Yet, as their gazes landed on Y/n, they couldn't help but pause. Her eyes, once a familiar shade, had undergone a transformation. The irises, once deep and familiar, had been overtaken by a silver light that seemed to glow from within. It was an ethereal change, a manifestation of the power that coursed through her veins.

In that moment, it was undeniable that Y/n was hyper-aware, her instincts screaming that something lurked near.

The group gathered around the glowing compass, their collective gaze now fixed on the shimmering needle that pointed resolutely eastward. As they followed its direction, their eyes were drawn to the vast expanse of the Nevada desert, where rocky cliffs loomed in the distance, like ancient sentinels guarding untold secrets.

Cassius furrowed his brow, his keen eyes narrowing at the compass and then shifting to the foreboding desert landscape. "East, into the desert?" he questioned, his voice heavy with curiosity and a hint of concern.

Y/n nodded, her silver eyes reflecting the moon's pale glow. "Yes, into the desert. Ever since Cassius and I arrived in this town, I've felt... off, as if we were being watched and evaluated. Someone or something sees us as prey, even in this moment. And now, with the compass pointing east, it confirms that there's something lurking out there...and i worry it may be similar to what we've encountered and battled with back in Greece and the rest of Europe.."

Ash's eyes flickered with a mixture of intrigue and determination. "You think one of the ancients is out their?"

Y/n's gaze met his, her voice carrying the weight of her words. "I don't know, Ash. But the compass, is telling me that we need to go east. You know that whenever I hold this, I always focus on what's possing a threat to us. Whatever's out there, it's not just observing. It's waiting, biding its time. We can't ignore it any longer. It's our duty and our mission to confront this threat, to find out what we're up against, why this keeps happening and who let this happen in the first place. There's no way the ancients gout out by themselves, someone did this, and im determined to prove to prove to the Gods I'm right."

Eira, usually the voice of reason, chimed in, her tone filled with unwavering support, "Y/n's right. We can't afford to let this linger. If something's been watching us, studying us, it could pose a significant danger not only to us but potentially to others in this town and further on. We need answers as to what is happening and how they managed to escape the Archway in the first place."

The gravity of their situation hung heavy in the air, an unspoken tension that left the group suspended between apprehension and resolve. With a unanimous nod, they shared a glance that spoke volumes—unspoken trust, unwavering loyalty, and the understanding that the path ahead was one they had to tread together.

In that moonlit desert, with the wind whispering ancient secrets, they embarked on a journey into the unknown. Their mission had officially begun, and their resolve was unbreakable…

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In the heart of the Autobot base, nestled amidst the sprawling Nevada desert, Optimus Prime held court with a regal presence that resonated with the very essence of their sanctuary. His towering frame commanded attention against the banks of monitors that encircled him, each screen a portal into Earth's ever-unfolding narrative. Rows of data scrolled ceaselessly, like a digital waterfall, painting a vibrant mural of information across his field of vision.

The rhythmic hum of machinery, a symphony of technological life, served as the base's heartbeat—a constant reminder of their mission's ceaseless momentum. It was within this rhythmic embrace of their perpetual movement that the blue and red mech found both purpose and contemplation. As he meticulously sifted through the reports detailing Earth's multifaceted existence and its inhabitants, his thoughts naturally transcended the boundaries of their metallic sanctuary. He became entranced by the enigma that was humanity—an indomitable spirit that had weathered the tumultuous tides of history, a testament to unwavering resilience.

The ambient lighting filtered through towering windows cast intricate patterns upon the polished floor, providing a visual backdrop to Optimus's musings. The play of light and shadow resembled ancient stories etched onto cave walls, inviting him to explore the depths of human myths and legends. These tales entwined with the concept of magic—a force that existed beyond the confines of scientific understanding.

Optimus's gaze traversed beyond the windows, beyond the desert horizon, as his thoughts embarked on a cosmic odyssey. In this profound moment of introspection, he couldn't help but notice the parallels between human myths and the history of his own kind. Were these stories fragments of a shared cosmic saga, imprinted upon the very fabric of reality?

As Optimus contemplated the concept of magic—a force that transcended the logical confines of science—he envisioned the vast desert landscape outside. The wind's gentle whispers danced across the dunes, a reminder that Earth might hold an energy, a primal force, woven into its very core. This force defied categorization and challenged the boundaries of their knowledge.

With a deep breath, Optimus tore his blue gaze from the monitors, fixing his optics on the expanse of the base's ceiling. Stars, like ancient storytellers, twinkled above, painting constellations that ignited a profound sense of wonder. The universe, he realised, was an unfathomable repository of knowledge and mysteries, intertwined with the myths of countless civilizations. As the commander of the Autobots, he acknowledged that the pursuit of knowledge was a journey that transcended the boundaries of conflict and divisions, inviting them to explore the extraordinary realm of the unknown.

The mech continued his contemplation within the heart of the Autobot base, nestled amidst the sprawling Nevada desert, a sudden disruption jolted him from his reverie. Laughter, the joyous sound of youth, resonated from the "human area" where Jack, Miko, and Raf had gathered. Their animated, joy filled giggles, echoed through the metallic chambers which served as a poignant reminder of the connections forged between species, amidst the cosmic vastness.

In this human enclave, amidst the towering technology of the Autobot base, the laughter and animated discussions of the children painted a vivid contrast to the solemnity of their surroundings. It was here that the lines between the organic and the mechanical blurred, giving rise to a unique bond that transcended species.

Meanwhile, their Autobot guardians—Arcee, Bumblebee, and Bulkhead—were out on patrol, their vigilant optics scouring the landscape for any sign of danger. The responsibility of safeguarding both Earth and their cherished human allies rested heavily on their shoulders. To maintain the secrecy of their existence and location, the children had devised a clever ruse, claiming to have a "sleepover" at each other's homes. Unbeknownst to their parents, they concealed the extraordinary lives they led within the Autobot base. This subterfuge had become essential, given the recent escalation in Decepticon attacks that had placed the base on temporary "lockdown."

Yet, even as Optimus contemplated these threads of human-Autobot unity, an urgent alert pierced the tranquility of the moment. Ratchet's voice resonated through their internal communication network, laced with an unmistakable sense of urgency.

"Optimus, we have a dire situation," Ratchet reported, his tone laden with unease. "Sensors are detecting four life signatures in the desert. They are unlike anything we've ever encountered, and their readings are off the scale."

Optimus Prime's optics flared with a combination of concern and determination. Unusual life signatures in the desert? This was unprecedented. Their sensors were registering anomalies beyond any previous interaction on this planet. He knew that the safety of Earth and its inhabitants took precedence, but the strangeness of this situation could not be ignored.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Optimus made a resolute decision. "Prepare the team for immediate deployment, Ratchet. But we will not use the groundbridge unless it becomes absolutely necessary. We must exercise caution and avoid any actions that might inadvertently expose our presence, just in case this turns out to be minor. No need to add anymore civilians in our battles."

Ratchet, ever the pragmatic voice of reason, replied with a grave nod. "Understood, Optimus. I'll prepare the team, but we'll proceed cautiously."

As Optimus Prime and Ratchet grappled with the urgency of the situation, they swiftly activated their comlinks, a direct line of communication to their comrades out on patrol—Arcee, Bumblebee, and Bulkhead. The faint but distinct hum of the comlink's transmission echoed through the chamber as they relayed crucial instructions.

"Arcee, Bumblebee, Bulkhead," Optimus's voice resonated with unwavering determination, cutting through the ambient noise of the base. "We have an urgent matter. Ratchet has detected four highly unusual life signatures in the desert. The readings are unlike anything we've encountered before. I'm transmitting the coordinates to your systems. Proceed to that location immediately."

Arcee's cool and collected tone acknowledged the order. "Understood, Optimus. We're on our way."

Bumblebee's response came in the form of a series of affirmative beeps and chirps, his unwavering loyalty evident in every sound.

Bulkhead, the powerhouse of the team, rumbled his agreement. "You got it Prime! We'll check it out."

And with that final comment from Bulkhead, the comm link ended as they made their way to travel to their designated coordinates

As the tension in the Autobot base escalated and the team prepared for imminent action, the three young humans—Jack, Miko, and Raf—exchanged worried glances. Their laughter had been momentarily replaced by an air of uncertainty.

Jack, ever the voice of reason, spoke up, his concern palpable. "Guys, this sounds serious. I mean, we've never heard Optimus and Ratchet like this before. Those life signatures must be really strange."

Miko, true to her bold and adventurous nature, chimed in with a mix of apprehension and curiosity. "Yeah, it's gotta be something big if they're not using the groundbridge. What do you think it could be?"

Raf, the most scientifically inclined of the trio, furrowed his brow in deep thought. "I'm not sure, but we've seen some pretty wild stuff since we met the Autobots. Maybe it's another alien species or something we haven't encountered yet?"

The children exchanged glances with each other, a mix of trepidation and resolve in their eyes. They were well aware that their lives had become intertwined with the extraordinary, and this new development was a stark reminder that their world was anything but ordinary. In this moment, they reaffirmed their commitment to support their Autobot friends, come what may, in the face of the unknown.

With their Autobot team mobilized and heading towards the enigmatic coordinates provided by Ratchet, the base's previously tranquil atmosphere had transformed into a hive of activity. Every Autobot, from the youngest to the most seasoned, understood the gravity of the situation. Unprecedented anomalies in the desert demanded their attention and vigilance. They were bound by a shared purpose—to protect Earth and its inhabitants from threats both known and unknown. With the balance struck between vigilance and restraint, the Autobots readied themselves to confront an enigma that defied their understanding, lurking deep within the desert's unforgiving expanse. The intensity of the moment hung in the air, a palpable reminder that even amidst laughter and closeness and momentary peace, their duty to protect extended to the unknown and the unexpected.

Well, I hope you likes chapter 1, pease comment and follow along for updates. I plan to do so every week or two, need to balance that school work bby.

#optimus x reader #tfp #transformers #transformers prime #optimus prime x reader #optimus prime x you #this is a greek travesty #transformers x reader

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roryintheir90s · 8 months

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Mmmm gimme jausage for the ship bingo ( ・∇・)

We both know I'm a Lil gremlin when it comes to ship. But since YOU are THE Jausage acc I cannot claim the "no one gets them Like I get them"

They live in my head free of rent! I'm still thinking about Empires s1 specifically. Like there was so much going on between them.

Like sure, fh were good. I love the idea.

But Jausage is so underrated af even there!!!

Like guys!??!? Have you not noticed that despite Jimmy screaming how he doesn't trust Sausage, he does the whole opposite of it??? He might be screaming but it would have taken one sentence from Sausage back then to resolve it all between them.

For me, Jimmy trusted him but just was too afraid to gen admit it since Sausage was allied with Fwhip, and they had their short comings.

Even thar scene where Sausage kissed Jimmy only to start shouting "Don't tell scott", it very much feels to me like someone involved taht is too worried they will be rejected or that they're getting in-between something they shouldn't.

Mind you, he would have already probably had lots of regrets and self blaming with what happened when he was possessed.

I feel like they would have similar if not actual bromine if Empires s2 was made differently. I mean, they all came with plans and storytelling they already wanted to show, which made it harder to collaborate without making the story a big mess.

I'm still giggling from time to time about how Sausage said he's wet but not from rain on Jimmy's stream.

#ask game #ask #any askers???#romyramble #jausage #jimmy solidarity #mythical sausage

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kehannii · 1 month

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Bro love story by Taylor swift is so marinette’s pov of her potential romance with chat noir?? I will die on this hill, just take a listen.

That first part “we were both young when I first saw you” they were FOURTEEN “see you make your way through the crowd and say hello, little did I knoweee” him catching her by surprise, when they first met and grounding her while she panicked that first time and little did she know how important he would be in her life, her romantic life to as said i the following line “that you were Romeo and you were throwing pebbles” she didn’t know taht he’d be her Romeo her loverrr and he was throwing pebbles at her metaphorical window while she was looking out the door and not looking back and seeing him, too distracted by other thing™️ (Adrien)

“And my daddy” (that’s tikki the little bitch) “said stay away from Juliet” tikki warning Mari from pursing chat and letting him love her “and I was standing on the staircase begging u please don’t gooo” because she’s eventually afraid of loosing chat noir, not even in the romantic sense but in general, as her partner and her friend “and I said, Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone,” she’s always had to put the miraculous first above herself and above them and for once she wants to be away from that, away from it all, with him “I’ll be waiting all that’s left to do is run” they just have to leave “You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess” ehem ehem marichat, “it’s a love story baby just say, yesssss” marinette (not ladybug) is a romantic at heart and if she wasn’t ladybug she’d take this opportunity, to have the greatest love story with her dearest best friend. And she’d take it. She’s take it if it didn’t mean leaving so many people in danger and sometimes she toys with the idea of running and she knows that if in those moments of weakness if chat noir could witness them, if she let him see them, she would ask him and he would say yes and they’d go, they’d go somewhere far far away from there,. But those moments are fleeting and always in the seclude of her own bedroom.

“So I sneak out to the garden to see you” when chat starts visiting her, just marinette without her spotted armor but her romantic heart, set wild and unrestricted at the sight of him. The garden on her balcony guys omg. “We keep quiet, 'cause we're dead if they knew” so many ways, hawkmoth finding out, tikki when marinette slips off her earrings when he comes around at night, ladybug who chat noir fears might restrict and condemn his midnight rendezvous if she knew. “So close your eyes escape this town for a little while, oh oh,” marinette is free in those stolen hours, she can close her eyes and feel freely for herself and for him in those moments where she can pretend the world won’t collapse if it doesn’t revive her constant vigilance. They can both pretend, if only for the night.

“Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter,” if he was anyone but chat, anyone she could’ve… “And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"” I hate tikki bro why such a cockblock? “But you were everything to me” he is, he’s everything to her in the ways that she knows but even more so in the ways that she doesn’t, not yet “I was beggin' you, "Please don't go,”” she has this inate fear that if she doesn’t love him back while he still loves her he’ll leave, he’ll tire of waiting for her, he’ll move on snd she’ll loose him and what could be worse than that?

“Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone” take her away from this miraculous mess, take her back to their balcony. “I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run” she’s waiting for him there, marinette her, in an ivory tower with ladybug and all her duties guarding it.

#willl make a part two of this forsure I’m not even doneee #there are so many songs mostly by tswift that have love square vibes #either canonically or in my ideals and I would love to make an analysis or something for it #mlb txt #mlb #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng

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aita-blorbos · 3 months

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WIBTA for pretending to forget what my girlfriend told me and leave it inthe past?

I (M, mid 20's) have a very difficult relationship with my late father. He's a bit infamous in the neighborhood because he killed several people (my mom left him just after I was born but I look like him and still have his last name because in my country we can't change last names soooo) and everyone is judging me after him, always thinking I'm going to start killing people or something.

I've been on a road trip with a bunch of people, including my sister, and my boss' daughter S (F, 16? at the beginning of the road trip but now she's an adult) who's now become my girlfriend. When we came back, my boss was glad to see his daughter (turns out she'd left without telling him?? i mean i knew that but I'd forgotten) but gave me the stink eye. Then, as we were preparing for a big project at work, my direct superior disappeared, got abducted or something, and since we had this big project incoming, everyone expected that a temporary (at least) replacement would be named. I honestly thought it would be me, because even if I don't have the management experience required blah blah blah at least i'd gone on this road trip and taht was more experience than I needed you know? Plus managing my girlfriend is like lol she's high maintenance.

But he didn't pick anyone to replace the guy and basically said team leaders would share the duties, as if they had nothing else to do! Meanwhile I'm here, with no "team leader" duties to fill my days, and I could have done it! But back to my problem.

At the very beginning of the work project, a drifter came around and told a guy (early 20's, H) from another company we're exceptionally working with that the work was too dangerous and she wanted him to go home with her (turns out she's his estranged mother??) and when the guy refused, she outed him in front of everyone as my stinky father's son! The guy had cheated on my mom??? And now I've got a half-brother! (he's got a sister too but honestly i don't know her much)

Anyway the group project went well, I bonded with my brother H (despite my girlfriend being so URGH annoying about it i'm sure she's only suspicious of him because he looks like my dad but then what does she think of me??? does she not realize how it makes me feel???) and when it stopped, we promised to stay in contact. We've been seeing each other for a while now.

Recently, there was an attempted murder on another company's boss, and my brother was one of the main suspects but he told me he was innocent, and i'm sure they only suspect him because, again, our dad. Which is so unfair. My girlfriend has been pushing for me to not trust him blindly but what does she know about being always judged after one's father????

There was a new team leader appointed recently, that's a guy who's been trying to get with my girlfriend as if my life hadn't been going bad enough lately, and like not only is this guy chosen as team leader instead of me, who's had all that road trip + big project experience, but he's trying to be with my girl yk.

Then, my girlfriend's twin sister told her dad (our boss) that she had had a vision of me protecting our company, and her dad appointed me at the post that i wanted!!!! So it was going well! She also told her sister that she totally saw us as a perfect couple and my girlfriend went back to me, which is also what i wanted!!!

But then our boss got assaulted and left for dead (he got better) by a guy who was identified and killed upon arrest and it was my brother, so it's a bit awkward with my girlfriend because now she's going to believe that she was right all along. So i'm going to pretend we're just a perfect couple (which we are!) that always got along and never quarreled, so she doesn't feel stupid or anything.

Would I be the AH if I put her stupid accusations to rest and never talked about it again? It feels like the best honestly

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

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three--rings · 6 months

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Maybe if I type this real slow it will be time for Show Now...

I'm lowkey terrified.

The episode title is Mermen. I didn't know that. Okay....WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

Yeah that was always going to be how that went.

Okay but like, can we appreciate this show, because what I'm so nervous about is essentially like the state of a man's psyche and how he resolves his trauma. Like, god Ed has to accept himself as a killer, honestly, without letting it tear himself apart, because tbh there is no getting out.

God I forgot we hadn't gotten that scene of Ed coming out of the waves yet. With the gravy basket and him waking up on the beach I forgot about it.

OMG Izzy's full speech...I'm gonna cry.

It's not the letter from ep 1 it's a more romantic one, omg I'm gonna die!1

So it's uh conforming to the opening scene. AH kiss!! Ah.

Okay my reaction just then is why no one can watch these eps with me. No one gets to see me this deranged. Not even my life partner of 25 years.

It was incredible babe!

Um, gratuitous man ass... god everyone run an tell everyone we see ass in this episode and let them freak out.

Had to go back and look up the song Al Stewart "Roads to Moscow"

Did Izzy just get shot? Is he really gonna die? I wish they would have shown it so I could tink it was a fakeout.

Fuck

That was a fucking MARVEL of a scene and it hurt so much and I'm sorry for a lot of people who are going to be very upset. I mean, I'm not happy.

I'm going to have to think about this a lot to get at how i feel about it because I am very torn.

You can't take us straight into a FUCKING WEDDING, WTF. Okay second cider time.

Fuck it's OVER. Already.

PHEW.

Who is doing this version? Of course it's not in the credits.

Okay okay thoughts....it was WAY rushed. I didn't realize they'd won when they'd apparently won?

Wait like, so it was join forces to kill this guy, then we're doing a wedding, then we're innkeepers. Like they didn't do the part where they joined forces to kill taht guy.

The fuck honestly.

Well I stand by what I said a week ago, this season was robbed of two episodes and a good amount of budget and it shows. Pacing was off, rushed, and ending unsatisfying.

so it feels like what they did was just stop mid-episode and give us an ending that would be SOMETHING if they don't get S3.

Which I can appreciate the pressure they are under in that regard.

I'm sad about Izzy. I feel like this show could have done that entire scene and then have him pull through actually. I'm sure many a fanfic will do that.

I definitely feel like this is not how or where they intended to end the story, so I hope they get a S3 and actually tie up things.

I have more to say, but I'm gonna do it in another post, one of my famous brain dump post-episode meta posts. (Now with alcohol!)

My tank top is SOAKED THROUGH with sweat.

#omfd #omfd s2 #omfd s2 spoilers #ofmd 2x08

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willbyersprotector · 2 years

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how I want vol 2 to go:

Mike notices Will gets a nosebleed and remembers Max had one

honestly I want the cali gang to head to Hawkins without El and then the russia gang finds out El was taken and they save her instead so we get taht Hop and El reunited again moment

I don't know how I want the creel house storyline to go because I think the duffers are doing good with it, I just want more cali gang and byler lol so nothing there rn

some sweet friendship moments between Mike and Will as they go to Hawkins, and those [tender, emotional music playing] glances to hint at byler

they get to Hawkins and get filled in on vecna and Will gets scared now because yknow... he's traumatized as fuck so venca is gonna go crazy for that

the convo between byler in Hop's cabin... I'd love for it to be a confession but I also think it would be good just to be another tender and emotional moment between them, maybe hinting a bit to Mike's feelings

Dustin or Lucas says happy birthday to Will and Mike's face drops because he forgot and he totally had a gift and everything

a parallel to Will grabbing the painting maybe Mike grabbing the mix tape from his room

Eddie meeting Will and mentioning Mike talks about him a lot and maybe he sees how Will looks at Mike and is like "ah he's gay" nd pats him on the back

Will gets vecnad obviously and I saw someone say how they thought it would be cool if we didn't realize it till later, like it looks normal but slowly we realize that he's vecnad, idk who said that but I think that would be cool

obviously I want the swing scene to be in his nightmare thing, and how he's into Mike but also I wanna see some of his experience in the upside down, I really wish they had shown us that in season 1 more

Mike tries to get Will to come back by playing the mix tape but that doesn't work so he tries to talk to him to get him to come back and I don't think he will realize by then that he's gay, maybe he's starting to get confused about all that but I need him to say something like "I can't lose you" or even "let's start a new party together, just us, just don't go"

and don't we all know that Will doesn't catch a break so I also think the lyrics to Running Up That Hill mean something and he has a connection with the mind flayer and the upside down so what if Will switches places with Vecna or something and gets stuck in the upside down again and that's how seasom 4 will end

I don't care if he's suffering as long as he's alive and like... a main character again

also maybe a parallel to Joyce giving the letter to El at the end of season 3 with Jonathon giving the painting to Mike and Mike sees it and then realizes that Will likes him and then maybe Heroes is playing and Mike flips over his mix tape and it says "Love, Mike" and the season ends

#sorry this is long lmao #just manifesting my perfect vol 2 #might write fanfic because im hyperfixating hard rn #byler #will byers is gay #mike wheeler x will byers #mike x will #byler season 4 #bylers #happy pride 🌈

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sometipsygnostalgic · 9 months

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13 & 25 for the ask game

Hi Madison :D

13. worst blorboficiation

Ahhhhh!!!!

With Adventure Time - it's Finn. Again a lot of people see him as a victim of everything, especially not having a girlfriend, and it's disheartening. I also think, he has an interesting relationship to trauma, and a lot of people want to fit him in the same box as Steven Universe, who has a VERY DIFFERENT relationship to the events of his show. But Finn has actively chosen to embrace his chaotic adventure life, and yes that's messed him up in some ways, but does that really make him different to anyone else in Ooo? I love this world's darkness and how it colours its characters in ways that subvert what we'd expect. I don't see a need to fit it in a normal dramatic storytelling box.

With Spop - Referencing my last post, it's gotta be Hordak and Catra, tied together. Because yes Catra is a sad little meow meow in a lot of fanworks who mean nasty Glimmer is being mean and nasty to, but also, even though it's less common, it feels WAY WORSE when Hordak fans do it. Because, what you'll get is stories where everyone is like "sweet precious hordak" and then they'll turn around and say "DIE CATRA!!!!". It's very clear the authors of such stories are responding to Catra fans that hate Hordak, and have decided to do the exact same thing and make every character hate Catra and be friends with Hordak. I'm thinking of a specific author here. It's really fucked up because Hordak was one of Catra's abusers, and they'll have Adora and Entrapta - two of the most forgiving characters in the series - decide Catra is bad forever and should die. Or, fucking hell, SCORPIA becomes friends with the man who killed her family. Except, wait, the author has decided that he didn't kill Scorpia's family, it's all the fault of Shadow Weaver/King Scorpio/something else because "Hordak would NEVER do something so evil!!1!!!! It'd make him irredeemable!!!!!" Jesus christ, I hate it when people don't understand the richness of the characters they're dealing with!!!

25 - common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

Adventure Time - above. Finn doesn't need a GF. The end.

She-ra - "The princesses were so mean to Entrapta!!!" - Yes they were mean, yes in many ways there is ableism, but also Entrapta was written to be manic, constantly running into danger without regard for herself and others, and there was no communication between the characters. You know what though? This doesn't mean that we're supposed to leave the episode thinking Mermista is ableist and mean and the princesses are BAD. They have decided to be her friend and they now understand where Entrapta is coming from, and she now understands why everyone was so mad at her.

What frustrates me the most is taht people will see an episode that has some writing flaws and go "these characters are irredeemable monsters" instead of, yknow, confronting the writing problems of the story??? Or, even worse, some people will think the Princesses were RIGHT to yank the girl around because she was being naughty. Why did the shera team think it was OK to have Entrapta be thrown around on a leash twice, and then try to end the story as if it was all a big misunderstanding??? That's a WRITING ISSUE. The she-ra characters aren't real, they don't exist outside of the context of being fictional. The counter-argument here is, "the writing makes the characters", but this is a conversation that needs both of these things to be addressed. People just continue as if it was an OK episode but the characters were mean.

You can either choose to write them better next time or you can give up and claim "Wahhh wahh mermista bad!!!" because one of the episodes she was in was trash.

I think there is a lot of value in Launch in that I related hard to Entrapta's perspective as really wanting to connect to the princesses, but falling short, messing up a lot, and how she ran away upset that she'd never bridge the gap. And how Mermista ran after her, because even after everything Mermista doesn't want her to get hurt or die!!! She cares about her safety and when the princesses see the depth of Entrapta's emotions, when they see she ISN'T going to betray them again, they embrace her as one of their own.

However I recognise that she isn't written nearly as... un-self aware in other episodes. It was a writing choice to have them get mad at her over her neurodivergent characteristics and, i suppose, mental health problems, instead of the whole "killing them with robots" thing. They thought it'd be funny, i guess?

#she ra #spop #adventure time #the whole hand signal scene between mermista and perfuma is the funniest part of that ep #as is bow having a heart attack

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