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fairie-grl · 2 months

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I’m the one who wrote this and you really don’t get anything. He’s not a perfect person and I understand why the use of mongol does offend you, but here’s a couple points.

1) Saying a man isn’t usually racist DOES NOT make you racist. Unless he said he agreed or what he said wasn’t racist at all, then he isn’t racist

2) yes, I’m a poc who defended him, but saying I did it because I want him to have gay sex is the dumbest shit I’ve ever heard. I don’t like shipping and it’s so stupid of you to think everyone who defends him does it because of that reason

3) it is about being racist because that’s what your whole post was accusing him of. You literally said that he has been openly racist, admitted to being racist, and has said the N-word many times. You have no proof of him doing any of this. All you rely on is your word, and when people tell you that he isn’t being racist, you just say “no, he is.”

You have no leg to stand on anymore. You can’t just come on the site, lie about a man being racist, make it about something else, refuse to give any more proof on how he was racist, and then say people only wanted to defend him because they want him to have gay sex. at first, I was just assuming that you didn’t know you were in the wrong, but now I think you’re outright mental. You seriously need to think about this. Because some people are giving you genuine logic and facts, and all you say is “no, he is a racist, because I said so” I know that’s not exactly what you said, but that’s basically what everyone is getting.

If he has admitted to being racist, show proof. If he has said the N-word multiple times, as you’ve said in your tags, show proof. If he is as openly racist as you say, show proof. There’s no such thing as people being perfect, and I’m not saying that he hasn’t done some very shitty things, But he has changed from that time and is trying to become a better person. Yes, he has said some ablest slurs, but not once. Has he ever been racist like you accused him of, but you’re not gonna see that. You refuse to see what you wanna see, and read anything but what you wanna read. I sincerely hope that you take time off of this app and get some help because obviously you need it.

There's nothing more you can make of that. I think the wording that was used, even with the different kind of cultures and things they probably said when they were younger, was not correct.

"Let it be a lesson for the future not to use that word because it's very offensive, especially nowadays it gains more traction."

#these are articles i used to make my opinion #i feel like using the 'it just his family' remark dowsn't work with romantic partners #that is a choice he makes #i have broken up with people for less then political opinions #also him not kneeling #i know the kneeling was an american idea lewis did but max chose not too #max picked sponsor over showing an ounce of care for poc #if i was a part of his pr team i would slap him for that tbh #so many celebs made half hearted remarks #i acknowledge max said racism bad but #kneeling is the easiest way to show he cares #also as an american the idea of 'it just what he said back in the day'#doesn't work with me #my grandma grow up in an era with nword being the norm and she never says it #i grow up around black kids saying it all the time as a term for friend and i never said it #america has a this image of being the most rasict #seeing how you have chosen to defend the netherlands i feel like we might have been dethroned #also max is german #saying you aren't defending his ablest statements is not the own you think it is #i know you aren't open to changing you mind #but know you are upholding the same systems that are actively harming you #i personally could never

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frownyalfred · 27 days

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okay so there were a ton of posts/fics about the hilarious "fuck/maryy/kill" Bruce Wayne & Justice League scenario (I read them all, amazing comedic timing y'all) but to me, the most hilarious scenario is the JL play fuck/marry/kill, Bruce's name comes up, and half of the people in the room in the know immediately turn bright red and refuse to keep playing and no one will explain why.

Hal: "...and I would fuck Bruce Wayne. No, I would kill him. Nah, actually I'd fuck him, who am I kidding."

Clark: choking on his coffee and rapidly turning an alarming shade of red

Diana: "An....interesting choice, of course."

J'onn: "Shall we play a different game?"

Hal: "Wait, what? that was the game, wasn't it?"

Ollie: "I'm with Hal, I'd fuck the shit out of Bruce. He's the easiest guy I know, it's not like it'll exactly be a hardship for him."

*every single person in the room turns to Batman, standing in the corner*

Clark: "Wow! I think I just heard someone drop an ice cream cone in Guatemala. Batman, I'll need a team up."

Ollie: "For ice cream?"

Diana, standing up and putting herself in between Bruce and Hal: "This sounds dire. I will also assist."

Clark, under his breath, one hand on Bruce's back: "It's not worth it. He's not worth it. Come on. Walk it off."

#treadmill thoughts #bruce wayne #batman #dc #fic commentary #justice league #jl #and then like three years later #when he finally tells them #this moment comes back to hal jordan in technicolor

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exopelagic · 11 months

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ice hokcey

#I am not about to let tumblr get the better of me.#but yeah like I wanna try the ice hockey team but I’m already running a different club and I don’t think I could do 4 days a week #of really late nights/really early mornings playing ice hockey AND still function #so that sucks but I mean I guess there’s next year if I do wanna give it a go bc I’ll be less busy #anyway I bet you can’t guess how much sleep I got last night :)#it was my last submission of the year so I’m okay until I have the presentation for it next week but it’s all less intense #and I can kinda breathe now #shit I should send the email #I’m so bad at endings #I can’t do endings #the secret is that it doesn’t end but everything is ending all the time #there isn’t some big world shattering thing that happens and then that’s it you still have to go home and do the washing up #and right now that feels pretty bad too but there will be other things in there and then that’ll end too #and I’ll be doing the washing up somewhere else #see this is what endings do to me I start talking like this #normally this is around the time I go on ao3 and try to find someone who’s written abt william jacob poindexter #and put these feelings into words but I haven’t found it yet #I’m not ready to go home and the easiest way to deal with that is to decide not to feel it but I am. so bored of that #same little dance every time #it’s so annoying bc I have no choice. I have to go home. so feeling like this does nothing for me and makes things worse in every way #but it’s worth feeling in itself anyway it still means something #summer is going to be long and hard and I’ll come back to uni and it’ll be long and hard when is it meant to stop #and I’ve been feeling like this for years and it’s gotten slightly better but it’s still here and I don’t know if I’m just going to have to #learn how to be okay with slightly better #and I know it feels like this bc I literally can’t imagine what my life will look like 2 years from now #but I don’t know what to do with this rn #but hey I mean I got my little bit of crying now so #if you’ve read all this ily <3 #this is the sort of feeling that makes other people cut off all their hair to try feel some control over #but it just curls into that little ball in my stomach

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hotchfiles · 2 months

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↪ day eight. choices — #marchhotchness

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pairing: aaron hotchner x bau!reader. summary: aaron prides himself of making good choices. until he makes one he regrets. content warnings: not proofread, pretty sure only one gender mark (miss) by the very very end, a bit of angst, a bit of fluff, happy ending. light mention of sex. word count: 1.1k

at first, aaron prided himself on making good choices, at least after graduating high school. all his choices were thought out to the best outcome. his major, law school, his job, haley.

he then prided himself on standing by his choices. even if the outcome wasn’t the best. even if it wasn’t the easiest choice to make, he stood by them. he took the bullet, he accepted the consequences.

when haley filed for a divorce he wanted to fight it, he did, but aaron knew she had spent too much of her life dealing with his choices. he knew it wasn’t fair for her to fight for a broken marriage because his career was too important to him.

every single day he chose to pick up the phone, he chose to leave, he chose to work after hours. so he signed the divorce papers, letting her free to make her own life decisions.

whenever the bau faced repercussions for their actions on the field on any cases, he took the heat at all times, the eyes of the higher ups were always on him and he took advantage of that to let the team work more freely. if needed, he would take the fall and it would’ve been his choice. and he would be happy with it.

there was one decision though, one choice that he made that kept heaving on his mind. he made it, he thought it was the right one at the time and he was living through the consequences.

still every time he saw your eager eyes or heard you laughing at something emily said, that sharp pang in his heart would take his mind to the last time you truly talked.

so much so he ended up calling you to his office, not thinking clearly, not planning it out. he just heard your voice at the end of the day, happy, laughing, apparently not suffering from the distance he had chosen to put between you two and for once he was selfish with every intention to be so.

“need help with anything, boss?” the title tastes bitter in your tongue and it hits aaron just the same. he was hotch. and then aaron. old man. babe and love. never boss.

boss came after he told you your relationship couldn’t go on. it would hurt your career and his. boss was now the only way you referred to him, as that was what he chose to be.

his attempts to lock eyes with you don’t go unnoticed, but they remain unfruitful as you focus on his desk and your fingers fidget with your necklace.

“not exactly… i–i just wanted to talk to you. we haven’t spoken privately in a while.” your eyes immediately find his, the hurt and the anger filling them in a way he never saw before, he felt it piercing through his soul and he almost regrets not thinking it through before calling you in. almost.

“there’s a reason for that. we don’t have anything to discuss privately.”

“does it have to be like this?”

“i don’t understand, what do you want me to say, hotchner? that we can be friends? pretend nothing ever happened between us?” you’re both glad the door behind you is closed, even if it’s late and everyone has left by now. your voice is slightly raising more and more with each response you give him.

that’s not what he wants, he selfishly wants to hear your voice crack while speaking to him, he wants you to tell him you miss him, to force out of his tongue what he desperately needs to tell you: that he regrets the choice he made that night.

he regrets being afraid when you never were. that he’s sorry he pushed you away when you were always an open book. that seeing you seemingly happy and moving right on with your life was killing him because he couldn’t even begin to think of doing the same.

aaron glances quickly at his window to make sure once more that the bullpen is empty and gets up, getting just close enough that you won’t leave. “don’t you miss me? u–us?” funnily enough, his voice is the one cracking up as he speaks.

“aaron, don’t be cruel.” your voice is barely a whisper, not similar to the one you showed him minutes before, your eyes divert from him again, knowing that if you look at him too much you might tear up and that’s not you.

“i’m not doing that.”

“you are. you sleep with me, tell me you love me. you push me away, break up with me. and now this? just… don’t.” it hits him sharper than a knife how hard he hurt you then. he’s a profiler, he should’ve noticed it, instead he chose to notice only the happy smiley façade you put up to work every day so you could face him.

he usually wouldn’t do this in the middle of an argument but maybe he needs to start reevaluating how he makes his choices and this is one of those, so he pulls your hand and although you flinch at his touch you don’t pull away, so he hugs you tight, your arms are dead limbs by your side but his are strong around you, as is his cologne filling your senses, both bring you that familiar feel of safety.

“i’ve been foolish, and afraid and selfish. and possibly a handful of other adjectives. but i would never purposefully be cruel to you.” aaron pulls away from the embrace only slightly, taking your face with both his hands so you can see how true his words are by the look on his eyes. you begin to feel your arms again, sliding them up to his chest where you feel the rapidness of his heartbeat. “i miss you, give me a chance to try this again?”

you’re not certain it will work, but you know that he means his words. and you know your heart is beating just as fast as his because just being embraced by him meant everything. so you nod once slowly, seeing his lips turn into a grin as he pulls you into a gentle kiss.

his lips taste like hope, hope he won’t make any decision he will regret again. but mostly, it tastes like cheap coffee, which causes you to laugh into the kiss.

“is this all because i stopped bringing you coffee from the coffee shop?” aaron laughs out loud, a laughter unlikely to be heard by most people, but then again, you are not most people. he shakes his head in disbelief at what you’re saying and licks his lips.

“you’re getting way too good at noticing details, miss liaison.”

“just when it comes to you.”

#lari writes sometimes #lari march hotchness #marchhotchness #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotch x you #aaron hotch imagine #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner imagine #criminal minds x reader #hotch x reader #hotch x you #hotch imagine #hotch scenario

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daenerysies · 2 months

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On the topic of Rhaenyra having bastards, I think it’s pretty obvious that if she was going to have to have bastards she’d need to find a man who was willing to have his kids passed off as another man’s and not be a snitch to that fact. It would also need to be someone who could be around her constantly without drawing suspicion. As her sworn shield, Harwin wasn’t a terrible choice to fulfill those exact needs. Rhaenyra was just unlucky in the looks department, something she had no control over and overall didn’t matter. There was no way to prove that her children weren’t Laenor’s, due to paternity tests not magically existing during that time. The definition of bastard is a child born to parents who are not wed to each other, with no legal father (and before someone pops up with ‘Actually!! They’d have to be proclaimed bastards to be legitimized!’ I am begging you to pick up a history book). Her children are trueborn, they were born during her marriage to Laenor and legally he is their father because he claimed them as his. One could spend their time arguing semantics over the matter, but it would be a waste of time.

Her children’s last name is Velaryon, not Waters, like it should be in canon if they were indeed bastards. They live and die as the trueborn children between Rhaenyra and Laenor. Bastardy is considered to be a legal status during that time, not a state of being. One either is a bastard at birth or is not a bastard at birth. Contrary to what a few in the fandom believe nobody besides Alicent and her direct ilk viewed them as bastards and therefore undeserving of their station. Even Septon Eustace refutes all of these claims, and he makes it very clear throughout his testimony that he HATES Rhaenyra. It was a tactical move by the immediate members of the Green faction to sully and ruin Rhaenyra’s reputation (something used time and time again during the medieval days because it was the easiest way to take down a woman vying for power), to prove that she was unworthy of the throne as opposed to the candidate they wanted crowned. It didn’t work, considering most of the houses supported Rhaenyra over Aegon despite these rumors.

Rhaenyra’s ‘bastard’ heir, Jacaerys Velaryon, was mourned deeply by members of both Team Black and Team Green and heralded by many as worthy of the Iron Throne, so please, continue spewing your biased rhetoric of the Greens being justified in starting an entire civil war, plunging the realm into chaos, over Rhaenyra having supposed bastards, when that never happened. The rumors didn’t matter. No one cared. The realm was not plunged into war because of them, it was because of Team Green’s lust and greed for power. The entirety of those rumors is a red herring. In all honesty, the only reason I believe GRRM made those boys potentially bastards is to prove to the reader that being worthy to rule does not rely on whether one is trueborn. Aegon was trueborn and unworthy to rule. Jacaerys was rumored to not be trueborn and he was worthy. It’s not GRRM’s fault that some individuals who consume his stories aren’t intelligent enough to understand that.

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byeuijoo · 2 months

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always cared 𐀔 byun euijoo

genre : fantasy, angst, a little bit of fluff, love&deepspace au, co-workers au ⋆ warnings : blood, injuries, swearing, death subject, passing out, hospital ⋆ word count : 2,221

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« i can't believe you're that stupid, » with hands dripping with blood and eyes full of worry, euijoo tried as best he could to stop the emoragy of your wound, which was far too important to be ignored, « are you sure you're capable of thinking sometimes? »

rolling your eyes and squinting at the pain, you sighed loudly, glancing at the boy in front of you. « i didn't have a choice ! » you simply defended yourself, far too preoccupied by the amount of blood you'd lost this time to have the faith to argue with the dark-haired man once more.

faced with your unconsciousness, he raised his eyes to yours with a glare filled with accusation. he didn't know what had gone through your mind to want to confront these wild beasts, these wanderers, all by yourself without waiting for him to arrive. even though he knew you were good at your job as a deepspace hunter, he couldn't help but think you were completely stupid to think you could beat them on your own. « you should have waited for me to arrive. » he answered, calmly but firmly, pressing a little more on the wound, noting that despite the pressure of his fingers, the blood wouldn't stop flowing.

« and what was i supposed to do, ej? sit back and watch those wanderers attacks the civilians around and do nothing? » you declared, your voice a little too provocative. despite your desire to remain calm, his somewhat superior behavior was enough to send you over the edge.

« you could have been killed, y/n ! » he shouted suddenly, raising his eyes once and for all to yours, « do you realize that? » — holding his gaze without flinching, despite the unbearable pain in your abdomen, you frowned and shouted back, « since when do you care about me anyway? you barely speak to me except when it's to yell at me ! » with a slight pout in your voice, but a very visible annoyance, you looked away to stare out the window, ignoring the long sigh of exasperation leaving euijoo's lips.

after weeks of being partner and teammate with the best element of the brigade, you, in all honesty, spent very little time in the company of the young boy. who, by the way, never spoke to you in the office but took great pleasure in arguing with you at every possible opportunity. it wasn't as if you hadn't tried to get closer to him so you could be a better team : you've already tried to at least have lunch with him, to get to know him better, to strengthen your complicity, and make your team stronger.. but none of your attempts had worked.

« being your partner is a real pain in the ass. » he declared suddenly, taking off his jacket and placing it against your gushing wound, obviously annoyed at having to take care of you again. you could understand that you weren't the easiest person to work with : often fearless and headlong, you had already been injured many times due to your hasty decisions, even though they were always necessary. after all, sad as it may seem, death doesn't scare you. you have no one waiting for you at home, no one to tell you that they'll miss you if you leave — all you have left is your work and the chance to save people. so if you have to die to save innocent beings, you'll do it without hesitation.

and that's why euijoo's reflection exasperated you so much — he only had to change partners if it bothered him so much to be yours. « fuck you ej. » you shouted, violently pushing his hands away from your wound. the boy looked up at you, cold eyes boring into yours, and just as you were about to make an umpteenth remark, nicholas' voice came from the driver's seat, visibly exasperated. « i beg you both to be quiet while i try to drive fast but carefully, » euijoo looked away from your eyes to observe his best friend with a desolate expression, « because with you two screaming in the back, it's really not easy. » he finally added, hands firmly gripped on the wheel and eyes focused on the road.

« i'm sorry nico, » he apologized to the other boy, and the feeling that his voice was much lower than usual suddenly struck you, « how long until we get to the hospital? »

as he finished his sentence, in a muffled sigh that struggled to reach your ringing ears, the world around you began to spin. their conversation seemed so distant, as if you were miles away from your team-mates, and not actually in the same car — and quickly, panic set in. as if you had imagined their words, everything seemed to blur around you, it was like the world were melting under the all-too-powerful sun. frightened by the fact that you couldn't breathe, your trembling hand found your partner's forearm with difficulty, brushing against his skin with what little strength you had left, his name rolling off your tongue in a barely audible breath.

in a sudden movement that made you turn away, euijoo's panicked face swiveled towards yours, his brown eyes opening like marbles. his hands, covered in your blood, settled on your cheeks, gently shaking your face to bring you back to your senses in a desperate move. you thought you saw him shouting your name — his lips moving in exactly the same way for long, long seconds without you being able to hear a single sound, while his cold, long fingers gripped your skin as if you were going to die at any moment.

and, finally, the last thing you remember is his face so close to yours that his breath brushed your skin, before being greeted by a complete blackness.

you've never given much thought to what life might be like after death. was it like in the legends? good people end up in the clouds of heaven and bad people in the depths of hell? or perhaps we were simply becoming yet another star in the sky? you definitely preferred this hypothesis. what could be better than visiting space and the universe as a pretty star filled with light? maybe it was your destiny after all. that last hasty decision cost you your life.. but wait — why do you suddenly hear such a familiar yet distant voice?

with difficulty, and with all the strength still in your muscles, you manage to open one of your eyes, a blinding light blurring your vision. « she's awake ! » this sentence, tossed from the corner of the room, came from none other than nicholas' mouth. opening your second eye, the light above you was suddenly obscured by a brown head, euijoo's half-smiling, half-worried face entering your field of vision. your gaze shifted from one of his eyes to the other, tilting your head slightly to the side. « am i dead? » you asked, your mouth dry and pasty, cutting a stifled laugh from the boy in front of you. euijoo shook his head negatively, placing his fingers gently against your left cheek. his touch was real : you could feel the softness of his skin and the coolness of his fingers against your cheekbone. « no.. no you're not dead. you're back with us. with me.. » his voice lowered as he said his last words, creating a gentle warmth in your heart.

euijoo smiled slightly, his heart probably lighter now that you had opened your eyes. he struggled to his feet and turned on his heels, warning you both that he was going to fetch a doctor. as the door to your hospital room closed behind his silhouette, you gently straightened up, aided by the kind hand of nicholas who had approached you. « how long was i asleep? » you asked him nonchalantly, unscrewing the bottle of water he was handing you, before taking two or three gulps. not expecting a response more than four or five hours, the water in your mouth was as surprised as you were to hear that you'd been in that bed for nearly four days.

« four days?! » you shouted, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, ignoring the napkin in nicholas' hands. the latter rolled his eyes and nodded, crossing his arms against his chest as he suddenly stared at the bedroom door, « and he hasn't left you for a second. »

frowning, you looked away from your water bottle to look back at the door. « mh? » a pensive pout formed on your lips, « he didn't come home to sleep? » you asked, your fingers curling into the edge of the hospital gown you were wearing, trying to ignore the bandage scratching your skin. « nope. he slept next to you every night, on this chair. » looking away from the door in the direction indicated by nicholas' index finger, your pupils settled on a blue wooden chair, which seemed far too uncomfortable to rest on properly. « what an idiot.. » you whispered, when the sound of the door suddenly opening caught your attention, and the following second, euijoo's tired face met your eyes. you felt guilty.

after many long minutes, similar to hours, alone with the doctor who wanted to observe you closely after this mission, all you remembered was that you needed a lot of rest to recover from that wound that could have cost you your life. not being able to do anything was bad enough, but not being able to do anything AND staying in that hospital room was even worse. puffing up your cheeks like a child while crossing your arms against your chest, you turned your head towards the window to ignore the doctor's warnings, the latter sighing in exasperation at your behavior, but making no comment. when the door opened to signal his departure, you glanced around briefly to make sure the room was empty — but you were greeted by another young man.

euijoo approached you, placing a few snacks on your bedside table, before standing by your bed. chewing your lower lip, you looked up at him, opening your mouth, ready to speak — but he was quicker. « i'm sorry, » he started, playing nervously with his long fingers, looking everywhere but at you, « i should never have spoken to you like that. »

with a small smile after his apology, you slipped your hand over his, pulling on two of his fingers to draw his body against yours. resting your chin on his shoulder, your arms now around his waist, you felt euijoo's body tense under the sudden closeness — the truth has to be told, you've never had an altercation like this since you've known each other. « i'm sorry euijoo, » you whispered, hiding your ashamed face in the collar of his jacket, « to have worried you, to have stained your jacket, and to have used your time, once again. i'm so sorry. »

the boy's body finally relaxed, and the next second his arms were around you, giving you his warmth. « i always cared. » he whispered suddenly, your heart missing a beat in your chest after this confession. it was unexpected, but so comforting to hear such words. no one in your life has ever said such things to you — it was a first, and it was the most special first time in the world for you. tightening your arms around him, euijoo tenderly stroked your back with his fingertips, and even if the hug didn't last long, it was just long enough for you to find the comfort you needed to forget the wave of fear that had consumed you that evening. you sure weren't afraid of dying, but you might still want to live for a long time, after all.

euijoo moved the chair closer to your bed, placing himself at your side, his cold hands resting on your mattress, with his delicate pianist fingers innocently brushing yours as you watched him without saying a word. questioning you with his big brown eyes, he ends up asking you, « what? there's something wrong with my face? » — without hesitation, you nodded positively, « you look terrible. »

a crystalline laugh escaped his lips, trying to camouflage the red that painted the tips of his ears at the same time. raising one of your hands, you placed your palm against his cheek, and he didn't wait a second longer to close his eyes and enjoy the gentle warmth of your fingers. « you should sleep. » you suggested, watching him gently rub his cheek against the palm of your hand, like a little cat looking for comforting warmth to feel safe and secure.

and before he knew it, euijoo fell asleep against you, his head resting delicately on your thighs and your fingers swirling in his hair. « thank you for everything, byun euijoo. » you whispered, tracing the contours of his face with a smile, the silence of the room lulled by his peaceful breathing.

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beargyufairy · 3 months

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Just My Thoughts Pt. 6

Aquarius

Did Lucy ever tell anyone (even Natsu) about sacrificing Aquarius?! Aquarius, who was one of Lucy’s very first keys given by her mother who passed away when she was still young and left alone with her father who completely disregarded her?! Aquarius, who was Lucy’s first friend since there was no one her age around her? Aquarius, who despite being rude towards Lucy, loves her with all her heart?! Aquarius, who knows how important Fairy Tail is to Lucy that she is willing to have her key be broken in order to summon the Celestial Spirit King?!

I don’t think her sacrifice is given the attention it deserves because Lucy had to choose between her guild and her spirit. It was not the easiest choice to make. In addition to this, the guild disbanded and left her alone soon after the battle with Tartarus ended. Natsu left (and yes I understand he was also grieving the loss of Igneel who he was searching for years before he even met Lucy) with Happy and Lucy was all alone. She kept track of everyone as best as she could but no one cared to do the same with her. Fairy Tail was supposed to her safe place after escaping from her dad and former life. She gave so much to Fairy Tail in the short time since she joined.

I feel like while Natsu did his best by getting the guild back together after he returned, Lucy didn’t get a proper apology or recognition. I don’t think anyone even knew about Aquarius after being reunited. While Natsu did mention that he felt like Lucy was the one who saved them in Tartarus, it was never mentioned if she explained how and what she had to do in order to save everyone. The topic was just brushed off and never brought up again.

Speaking of the guild reunion, Lucy is a better person than I will ever be because I would’ve been so mad at Natsu. He left with just a letter without considering how Lucy would’ve left. Lucy, who he took to the guild in the first place. Lucy, who he made a team with (and I would like to note that before Lucy joined FT, Natsu didn’t seem to be close with anyone in the guild, but after she joined, he became friends with most of them). Lucy, his best friend. She didn’t even mention her own grief and loss when they met again after a whole year. She forgave him so fast. I’m so upset about that!!!!

The 100 year quest just makes me made when I see Aquarius. I really do appreciate her being included since she is very special to Lucy. Don’t get me wrong, I love how Aquarius is more willing to show her tender feelings toward Lucy and it just makes their bond more precious. I just don’t like how the sacrifice was brushed off. No one comments on how she’s just appearing without Lucy summoning her.

Do they even know Aquarius has a broken key?! Not to mention, it’s a golden zodiac key. It’s rare and one of a kind. Do they know that Lucy is looking for the key?! Are they gonna help her?!

I feel like it was just ignored and I don’t like it one bit. Lucy needs everyone to apologize and thank her properly for saving them. Or at least acknowledging her hard work and dedication to the guild, especially since the her sacrifice was years and years of memories and a special bond with her zodiac spirit.

Thank you for listening to my rant 😤

#lucy heartfilia #fairy tail #lucy deserves better #aquarius #fairy tail 100 yq #fairy tail 100 years quest #natsu dragneel #nalu #thank you for coming to my ted talk #rant post #just my thoughts #just me and my thoughts #am i the asshole

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kimbap-r0ll · 8 months

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Can I request some head-cannons for the Bucci Gang (jjba) with a female reader who’s like Kanao from Kny? Where she can’t make choices for herself and represses her emotions as a old defense mechanism due to past trauma/abuse she endured?

Sorry that this sounds weird 😭

Ah, my first jjba ask (I was rewatching part 3 recently haha), thank you! It doesn't sound weird at all, no worries ^^.

Bucci Gang x kanao!reader

Giorno

If you're part of the team, you two probably joined at around the same time. Probably the easiest person to befriend outside of Bruno, Giorno's definitely more of one the chill side of the group

He won't push you to show emotions and while he may not fully understand your childhood trauma, he's had his own bad experiences that might help him see where you're coming from

When he starts realizing he likes you, he probably won't say it upfront and instead opt to show them in small gestures like giving you flowers from time to time. It's really wholesome haha

It'll be like baby-steps for the two of you. Like mentioned before, he won't push you to show emotions but he will definitely encourage you to make decisions by yourself. You two might start out with small decisions like what gelato to get without using your usual coin toss. It might take some time, but he'd rather let you get comfortable with expressing yourself than forcing you to

I think outside of those things though, Giorno would admire you for your resolve. Thinking about Kanao's personality, I feel like you would have a lot of resilience especially in combat. Overall though, he's extremely patient with your tendency to not show emotions, and he hopes that you'll find yourself breaking free from your past by being with your newfound family

Bruno

Very similar to Giorno except he's a bit more outgoing. Probably the one that you get close to first along with Giorno, and he's also the one that you might go to when you ever feel like you need some comfort

Also someone who won't push you to show emotions. He's good at reading people, so he didn't ask a lot about your tendency to not speak up or make decisions by yourself. He's happy to help you decide, but he also tries to get you to make decisions yourself through slow steps.

Definitely a little protective of you, though only Abbacchio will likely notice this haha. He's sort of like the mom of the group and so while he understands you have the full potential to protect yourself in a fight he also just doesn't like seeing you get hurt.

I feel like his love language is quality time and he likes to listen to others. When you feel comfortable talking to him more often, he'll definitely listen to you with undivided attention. He's just super caring 1000/10 like even if you don't think you need something if he sees you eyeing it the item will appear at your door the next day haha

Overall he'll make you feel at home. He doesn't want to ask about your past in the case that it makes you uncomfortable, but he wants to help you overcome your tendency to suppress emotions and not make decisions by yourself. Though it may take time, he's patient.

Abbacchio

I feel like he would be annoyed with you at first but at the same time not, like he thinks to himself "at least you won't be as loud as Narancia and Mista are." He won't put you through a "test" when you first join like he did to Giorno, but he won't give you a nice introduction either. He'll just stare at you for a bit before going back to his own business

Super emotionally constipated but will be nice to you. He'll be in denial that he likes you for a long time before suddenly it clicks one day. He won't have the courage to tell you upfront, but he'll definitely try to drop hints (it doesn't translate very well though so you might've heard he likes you from another teammate haha)

When he finds out about you inability to decide, he'll be a little more blunt about asking why that's the case and might be a little harsh with how you need to start making decisions yourself. He's patient and won't push you to talk about your past, but he also wants to help you out. Might ask Bruno for help. The same thing goes with your inability to express emotions. While he doesn't mind overall, he also wants you to feel free to express yourself. How he goes about helping you might start out with you two talking, and while he doesn't like to talk that much, if it helps you ease up a little he'll have no problem

I feel like he would be super protective of you too, though it's not as subtle as he wants it to be. He says he doesn't like pda and then when he thinks strangers are staring at you he'll put an arm around your shoulders for example.

I think he understands how painful it is to think about the past that he really doesn't want you to think too much about those experiences. Outside of that however, I feel like he would enjoy doing quieter activities with you like listening to music together. It's also a way for him to see if you express any emotions depending on the songs you two listen, you might catch him staring at you haha

Fugo

He wouldn’t have been super annoyed at you first because of how he likes quiet from time to time, but he did find your indecisiveness a little tiring. That doesn’t mean he dislikes you

Tries to help you but similar to Abbacchio he won’t be super friendly about it. He’s more like a kind teacher, strict and not cutting corners but at the same time giving a helping hand. He knows how much childhood trauma can hurt and how it can be hard to move from. You two might end up having to help each other

He doesn’t mind you not showing emotions but he’s also emotionally constipated. He wants to tell you he likes you without ruining your friendship, which means he ends up staring at you for a long time, maybe he’s trying to tell you through telepathy who knows. He also shows his affection by giving you random bits of knowledge when you two are together

When you start to warm up to him he’ll be happy. He’s surprisingly gentle with you too, which might surprise Narancia and Mista who are used to his more cold and prone to outbursts. Speaking of which, he tries his best to keep his cool around you in the case that loud noises is something triggering.

Though he can be a bit pushy when trying to help you overcome your tendency to be emotionless or indecisive, he ultimately is a great friend and bf. Might be a little protective too, which might get him some teasing from his other two dance buddies

Mista

He honestly thought that it was a little weird how quiet and emotionless you were but at the same time really didn’t mind. He’s seen all sorts of people and he’s close to Giorno who’s pretty quiet himself.

Super talkative, which means you end up listening to him more than the other way around. He’s also got a sense of humor, which might’ve led you to laugh from time to time. By the way he really likes it when you smile, thinks it’s super cute and will let you know when he sees it for the first time (he’s not scared of anything)

He’s patient at well when it comes to your tendency to not decide for yourself. Similar to some of the others, he’ll help you slowly build confidence by starting with smaller decisions like what cold cut meat to give to his stand.

Speaking of which, Sex Pistols is surprisingly clingy to you too, might be a way you found out Mista likes you if he didn’t tell you himself haha. They might help you show some emotions or make decisions too, they’ll also talk to you a lot

He doesn’t want to push you too much in case it becomes stressful so he doesn’t ask much about your past or make big strides to help you overcome trauma. However he’s definitely a bright character to be around, helping you loosen up a little bit

Narancia

He’s really similar to Mista. Narancia didn’t think it was really weird that you were emotionless or indecisive but he might’ve pointed it out at the start. He thinks it’s a bit odd that you don’t react that much in the beginning to any of the team’s antics but gets over it pretty quickly

Narancia’s a kind person, but he might ask questions sometimes too much. He might catch himself causing you to remember some really bad things which he immediately apologizes for, it’s a learning process for him but nonetheless it’s clear to you he’s interested in getting to know you better

Has a hard time hiding his crush that he gets teased on by Fugo and Mista. He might’ve gotten you a bunch of snacks after you mentioned to him how you liked a certain brand, or he is constantly clinging on you. Overall it’ll be easy to tell

Doesn’t have the greatest patience but he is caring. He doesn’t want to stress you out but wants to encourage you to make your own decisions. Will ask a lot of questions to help him choose things. He also tends to be talkative, which might help you bring out your emotions more too

I feel like he’ll be a little protective as well. He’s sort of hot-headed, so if he sees someone looking at you the wrong way he has no trouble going up to them and throwing insults (or fists). He wants you to feel safe in the gang like he did when he first joined, which will mean you’ll have someone behind your back.

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Deltarune Classpect Assignment, or: We've Been Godless For a Very Long Time Y'all

Everything that happens next can be blamed on the tumblr user @vriskologymajor. They literally asked for this to happen in response to me stating i have Some thoughts on the subject x. Enjoy the carnage lmao

Note that this whole analysis is over 2000 words long. I'm putting everything below Susie under the cut but there's also an analysis of Noelle, Kris, Ralsei, Berdly and a surprise someone in there. Please read it. Pretty please.

EDIT: An ask in which I elaborate about the secret bosses can be found here: x

Here's what's gonna happen. I'm going to provide the classpects i believe the main characters can be aligned with and my reasoning for both parts of the title. Be aware this is my own personal opinion and every classpect analyst's opinion is worth its salt because, frankly, classpects are insane. Okay. God. Let's get to this.

Susie // Knight of Rage

Susie's classpect might for real be the easiest and most obvious one I've ever assigned. It seems incredibly open-and-shut once you think about it. I don't think many are going to disagree with at least the aspect assignment but I'm going to monologue about it some more anyway because there's a lot more in support of this than some might think and it's actually pretty interesting.

Rage is the immovable object of aspects - Ragebound are incredibly volatile not only to their environment but to narrative itself. They're unpredictable and can quite literally go against the powers that be (i.e. narrate the story) because they don't feel like following their directions. And Susie does that routinely - she cuts off the player's choice and states their decisions don't matter while being inside an RPG and, in Chapter 1, quite literally refuses to listen to their commands. She is the one that initiates the revelation that her and Ralsei can act on their own, and picks a third option from the two given to the player, splitting the party and leaving its leader alone.

When it comes to less meta elements of this aspect, the main thing that comes up is her strong emotions. Contrary to the name, Rage is not only about anger. It is largely about negative emotions, though. In addition to anger, doubt, bitterness, aggressiveness or fear (specifically of being betrayed, left alone or lied to) are all emotions Susie exhibits quite a lot. Fortunately, she finds a way to utilize those and vent them out instead of bottling them up or lashing out, and she does that by... oh man, utilizing them? If only there was a class that did that, huh-

Yeah, Knights have a tendency to weaponize the elements of their aspect A Lot. With a Knight of Rage, it's something among the lines of a barbarian in DnD - they utilize their negative emotions to gain strength, using it as a means for attack and protection; both literally and on a more interpersonal level. And Susie does both! She's a bully both before and during a good part of Chapter 1 but it seems very much so that she's projecting, especially when it comes to the entry on Noelle's blog. It's a defense mechanism to hurt before you get hurt.

It's not surprising in the slightest - Knights tend to have incredibly low self-esteems. Later on she switches to a different strategy - she lets her strong emotions fuel her attacks and even further down the line, her S-Actions. Her demeanor switches to very explicit protectiveness of her team. And I think something that was kind of the final nail in the coffin for me is that her title in the party is literally its knight:

Doesn't get more explicit than that, I don't think.

Noelle // Mage of Hope

The reason why Noelle is on the list so early on is because her and Susie have opposite aspects and I think that's fun, and that it's easier to exemplify those differences if they're next to each other.

Being a pair to Rage, Hope is an aspect that is also connected to its hero being somewhat connected with the narrative. But, as opposed to the way Ragebound refuse to make things easy for the narrative, Hopebound are a driving force within it, either through acting on their own volition or being forced by an external force. Other evidence includes its symbolic connection to angels, things that are holy (like... Holy Prayer? wow), extreme passion for their interests and a penchant for uncovering what is real and true but perhaps hidden (like easter eggs in a game, for example).

Hope is the unstoppable force to Rage's immovable object. In connection to Hope's alignment to miracles, it fits in nicely with how Noelle is the key component in the Weird/Snowgrave Route, as it reads as something straight out of a creepypasta, something that should not even be possible in the game. (To those who read HS scratching their head about the miracles being a Hope thing, Gamzee was a Bard (a destruction class), and thus ghosting his opposite aspect - in his case Rage. We'll talk about aggressively ghosting aspects by Princes and Bards in just a while, though).

The Mage part might be more complex and less obvious than the Hope part. A Witch might be something that seems more intuitive due to her power level but I'll do my best to make my case here.

Mages internalize their aspect through experience. They take in both the good and the bad that comes with it and learn from it to be able to use it. Their relationship to their aspect can then be quite volatile - sometimes the aspect serves to actively harm them, they have too little or too much of it. And Noelle puts a lot of faith into others and is pretty easy to trust and be swayed to one side or another. This shows the most prominently in the Weird/Snowgrave Route once again, where her blind faith in the hope of getting stronger puts her through the awful experience of being made a tool of destruction.

There's also a fascinating element to Mages and their relationship with external beings. They (along with Seers) are extremely attuned to hearing and perceiving external forces and their voices (like the commands of the exiles in HS - or the player in DR). Additionally, Mages have once been speculated to be the passive counterpart to Witch at some point before settling into the active part of the knowing class duo they make alongside Seers today because while Witches manipulate, the Mages are more prone to manipulation, mostly through something directly connected to their aspect (Sollux by literally fate itself, and Meulin by someone close to her as Doom and Heart heroes respectively). What screws up Noelle in the Weird Route, is her blind belief in who she perceives as Kris and their actions, her sureness in there being some method to this madness and the reason for all this being getting stronger, something she really wants due to feeling weak.

Let's discuss that feeling.

Kris // Witch of Heart

I know! I know. I know this class seems out of pocket but I'll do my best to justify this title, I promise.

Let's start with Heart, the less... offending of the two. Heart as an aspect has to do with emotions and desires, yes, but mostly it has to do with identity, self, personas and literal soul. I'm sorry but this is non-negotiable - if you believe Kris is anything else than Heartbound, you need to reconsider the text again. Yes, there could be some argument about how struggle for freedom can be a sign of them being Breath-aligned but their struggle is mostly for the freedom of self-expression. There are multiple points in Chapter 2 at which we direct them to do something and they comply but use an incredulous inflection or say something that technically is what we picked but in such a tone that it's construed as something completely opposite. Their struggle is centered on identity for sure.

It goes beyond just our influence and Kris's struggle against it, though. There are multiple hints at Kris not really being entirely comfortable with their place in Hometown as the sole human. They don't like thinking about other humans, Toriel says they would wear a horn headband because one time they asked when their horns would grow in. They're clearly usually an introvert and don't like other people knowing too much about them. They look up magic and were interested in the occult at least at some point, and seem to not really want to be themselves.

In what ways are they a Witch then? Many, actually! The first piece of evidence is that Witches break the rules of their own aspect, and I don't think calling tearing your own soul out of your chest and shoving it into a constricting place for just a moment is a stretch. Additionally, they seem to even have a Witch Familiar that is closely related to their aspect and without whom the entire plot would change drastically! It's you. You're the familiar. The soul is the familiar.

And the 4th-wall breaking fun doesn't end there! Despite being possessed, they still retain who they are - no one thinks they're a different person, after all. Which means that us using Kris, Noelle's childhood friend, to exploit her need (dare I say desire, to make the connection to the Heart aspect more explicit) to feel stronger and make her IceShock every moving thing in Cyber City is us utilizing their abilities to manipulate the Heart aspect.

Ralsei // Prince of Void

Remember when I said we were gonna talk about how the destruction classes like Princes and Bards ghost the aspect opposite to theirs in a bit? Yeah, that time is now. Back on the more stable ground because I don't think it's that big of a hot take to argue Ralsei is a Prince of Void, given that it's basically in his title within the team.

Yes, Princes and Bards ghost their opposite aspect a lot. Ralsei accomplishes this by being a walking, talking exposition machine, something that those more familiar with the mind-numbing properties of Aranea Serket, a Sylph of Light (an inverse of a Prince of Void) would know is very up the alley of those who are Lightbound. Ralsei serves as an introduction to lore, game mechanics and other very technical things. However, ghosting the opposite aspect is not the same as being bound to it. Ralsei is still very much Voidbound.

There's an air of secrecy and obscurity around Ralsei. He's not telling us something. He smashes through the 4th wall - something Void heroes adore to do, by the way - like it's nothing by showing knowledge of what he should not be aware of at all - what do you mean EAST classroom. How do you know this and why can you acknowledge this. He can banish us to focus on other characters to talk to Kris one-on-one, causing a narrative blackout of sorts, which is another thing Voidbound tend to do.

At the same time, he shows clear signs of being a Prince that destroys his aspect or with his aspect. As I said, he's incredibly prone to throwing animated exposition dumps at the player but that's not all there is to it. He's literally part of a team of heroes who set out to destroy dark fountains. Not only can he cause narrative blackouts around himself, he tries to make Kris stop focusing on what happened after Spamton's fight, blocking off a path to solve that mystery. "You don't need to know anymore" kind of thing.

Destruction classes are dual in nature through being defined by their aspect but setting out to destroy it. He's afraid of being abandoned and forgotten. He keeps things from both his friends and the player. He doesn't want to fall prey to obscurity. He's secretive and does unexplained things through unknown means, like by just showing up in the Cyber World. As befitting a Prince, he's a walking contradiction.

Berdly // Page of Light

Believe it or not, Berdly's was one of the more tricky titles to pin down. I'm still not fully sure of it but I'm able to argue in favor of this decision.

Light is an aspect of relevance, knowledge and fate. Berdly is someone incredibly focused on academics. However, Pages inherently lack their aspect and literally have to be fed it by someone else who has more of it despite not even being bound to it until they reach a power threshold that allows them agency. Once they do, they're a force to be reckoned with but, as things stand, Berdly admits that Noelle is the real smart kid and he would never be the best in class if it weren't for her.

Despite not being the opposite of an Heir of Void, the narrative seems hilariously allergic to him anyway. He starts reading out loud and literally puts Kris to sleep with it. His monologue is not going to be read by many people because it's happening while there is a time-sensitive multi-part puzzle going on. Queen, the antagonist that moves most of the plot forward, runs away from him. Additionally, Lightbound are usually quite prone to being swayed to do things, and Berdly is a pain for Queen to handle but she does manipulate him quite a lot anyhow. He's flabbergasted when she captures Noelle right in front of him because that's not what they agreed on.

As an aside, one of his attacks is him throwing pages of A+ school assignments. That's the most hilariously Page of Light attack in the history of ever.

BONUS ROUND

Player // Seer of Mind

Bet you weren't expecting that, huh?

Every player is a different separate person but again, classpect titles are more about the place and role in the narrative and oh boy, oh boy. Is there evidence that the soul, i.e. us, are a Seer of Mind in the story of Deltarune.

For starters, it's literally the inverse of Kris's classpect. We're as diametrically opposed to them as possible. Secondly, as stated with Noelle, knowledge classes like Mages and Seers are incredibly attuned to meta-level voices. In Noelle's case that means things like hearing our commands even if Kris is down. In our case it means literal narration. We also know things we have no business of knowing - we're able to do things like hearing characters' thoughts, literally mind-reading them.

A more traditional role of a Seer of Mind (and we know this because there literally is one in HS) is knowing the outcomes and consequences of certain decisions. We literally have the power of reloading and saving to find that out. I rest my case.

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oh-saints · 2 years

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bowling

what were the odds of the one and only sir lewis hamilton sparing you some time for a mini lesson on mercedes' annual bowling session in japan?

lewis hamilton x merc-crew!OC

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note: blurbs because that particular gif above still sent me UGHHH istg pls sir i just wanna finish GR's part 2 and the mason story i have in mind :(

“who hasn’t had any turns?”

susie wolff was still beaming as she scanned the bowling alley the team had reserved beforehand for the mercedes-amg petronas f1 team’s annual bowling session. the matron—god bless the woman—was visibly trying hard to involve everyone and making sure everyone’s involved, not leaving everyone behind. at the end of the day, the bowling session was an initiative to bring the mobile crew members closer as well as an outlet to let out their stress after going through halfway around the world for a full season of racing.

“you!” susie wolff pointed at the girl at the far back, just as the girl intended to until susie discovered her wishing the earth to swallow her whole so she didn’t have to participate the sport. “how dare you try to slip away from my sight! aletta, you’re next!”

“no, no, no, no, no,” aletta shook her head ferociously she could feel her head going dizzy from the violent shake. “please, no. not me.”

“why not?” george—god, the mischief george—discreetly challenged her to give the rest of the crew a good reason as to why she had to be excluded. she knew because, even without many explicit words being said, george liked to rouse an emotion from her. for god knows what. “are you scared to lose?”

“no!” at george’s raised brow, aletta pursed her lips to give herself a moment to think how to answer george. as much as she enjoyed their bickering, aletta didn’t want to fuel any fire george might be lighting up soon. “it’s not that.”

everyone was expectant of her, of her answer, because everyone had bowled their turns.

except for sir lewis hamilton.

which made everyone realise they were short of one person playing, when the team had registered an even number of people to play today.

fuck it. lewis was brilliant at this—the entire bowling session was sparked by his motive to introduce the crew to one of his favorite sports—and there was no way she could cover her disastrous skills and experience. she didn’t see any choice but to heed to george’s next question.

“then what is it?”

“i can’t bowl for life, okay, george?” aletta let out a heavy huff from her nose. “happy now?”

“then at least try,” susie came down to aletta’s seat before clutching aletta’s hands in hers. “please? for me?”

who was she to deny THE susie wolff, anyway? if she did, she might upset susie, which would upset toto. and upset toto wasn’t the easiest hulk to put down to sleep. god help us all when his emotions were spiked.

“okay,” aletta gave in, pursing her lips hesitantly. “but please teach me how.”

“oh, lewis can teach you!” susie jumped up from the seat beside her and dashed for lewis’ attention. “lewis, will you please give aletta the basics of bowling?”

lewis’ signature light-weighted voice resonated well like it was music to aletta’s ears. “you’ve never played?”

aletta stepped forward timidly, every step she took signalled she was succumbing to the embarrassment of being defeated by susie wolff and her eyes blinking rapidly—a sign she was utterly nervous; not just because she was to humiliate herself in front of hundreds of people, but she was about to step up to sir lewis hamilton. as the new junior social media officer, she was usually attached to george russell instead of handing the meticulous and particular job for the senior driver.

“no…?” aletta instinctively reached for a ball—my days, that is flipping heavy!—to the nerves threatening to spill all over the floor. gross, that would’ve been a whole new level of humiliation. “is that so hard to believe?”

aletta wished lewis wouldn’t catch on how she was struggling to hold the ball but the light vibrations under her feet told her the otherwise.

“nope, wrong ball,” lewis grabbed the shiny object from her hands and put it back where it belonged. “where do you hangout with your friends then?”

“you don’t want the answer to that.”

lewis, for unbeknownst reason to aletta, laughed at her submission before turning around to give her another bowling ball. “try me. but is that still too heavy for you?”

aletta’s eyes widened as she weighed down the ball. she didn’t know there were different types of this thing. “this one’s perfect, thank you.”

lewis nodded in acknowledgement. “you’re holding it wrong but answer me first then we’ll start the basic.”

the younger woman was surprised that the sir lewis hamilton was willing to hear how she lamely spent her time. “we read books together and have a discussion about it.”

“okay, look at how i hold the bowling ball. make sure it’s these three fingers that you put inside those three holes because you’ll hurt your fingers if you don’t,” lewis went ahead to demonstrate it for her before he put it down and corrected the digits she placed in those little, ugly black holes. “ah, yes, i heard your book community.”

“you did?!”

thank god lewis was still holding the hand she placed on the bottom side of the ball, stabilising her as his words sent every fibre of her being out of this world. god knows what’d happen if she dropped the heavy object right to his feet—oh the thought she could’ve jeopardized his next race header raised hairs all over her body.

aletta, in fact, built a strong online community centred to feel woman empowered from books they read. every week she would determine which book to be read to be discussed on the next community discussion. the fantastic engagement on the social media she created for the community was one of the reasons why mercedes hired her in the first place.

but she had no idea—none, nada—that there was a famous figure watching over her account, especially as famous as lewis hamilton. not even george, whom she had been working together from the beginning of this season, knew about the existence of her digital persona.

the shock even alternated her mind from the fact that lewis hamilton was holding her hands. in other circumstances, aletta would’ve gagged at this whole “the prince and the pauper” scene.

“yes, i think it’s impressive how you can unite people through books,” lewis pushed her towards the alley when he was done showing her how to hold the ball. aletta guessed lewis would’ve shaken his head at how ridiculous she was—how could one not know bowling? “you can even make them feel empowered from the characters a fiction book creates. what you do is amazing, is that so hard to believe?”

“it’s more of i can’t believe you’ve heard of the community,” aletta took a shaky breath as lewis corrected her posture this time, to stand a bit straighter. “no one here knows about them except my manager and the hiring team.”

“you really should tell me how you go incognito like that when in reality you have almost half a million followers,” lewis laughed under his breath, probably at his own irony. “now, you’re ready to bowl?”

“never.”

and there was the carefree laugh—the one people always said it sounded like a grandpa wheezing—but to her it was rainbow coming to life. at that moment, aletta got reminded of her sister’s answer to her question of “when do you know you like him?”. the other woman smiled dreamily as she answered, “when you just want to make him laugh all the time.”

“here, watch me.”

it turned out lewis hamilton truly graced the pedestal to teach her how to bowl properly. heck, lewis hamilton went galactic and beyond to lift her from the brink of embarrassing herself further. he went step by step to make sure she got the right posture to get a strike.

susie was the one to call it off the mini tutoring session between lewis and aletta as soon as the matron realised aletta now possessed enough of skills to bowl her first ball without rolling it to the gutter. lewis pushed the small part of her back gently before aletta took her bowling stance—three steps from the line, just as lewis instructed—for the first time ever in her short span of life. but as soon as she let go of the ball, aletta didn’t have the heart to see how many pins she managed to knock out. she didn’t want to get her hopes high after being taught by lewis, only to find george laughing at her result.

but simultaneous cheers she got instead. then the machine voice boomed. strike!

aletta had never turned around so fast in her entire life that it made her head spinning in dizziness. she saw that the machine didn’t lie and that she had, indeed, violently put down the entire set of aligned pins. she could feel her jaw slacking before she realised what she was doing.

on the background, lewis was definitely laughing at her reaction but clapping nonetheless. “you sure this is your first time? you’ve got it in you!”

aletta shook her head. “no way i did that.”

“yes way, missy,” lewis stepped up with his own bowling ball before rolling the shiny object on his own lane. “this is going to be a fun game with you. now it’s your turn again.”

lewis recognise aletta was about to dash for her life so he got a hold of her wrist to stop her from going anywhere. aletta groaned at how fast lewis moved to retaliate her initiation. “can somebody take my place instead?”

“why?”

“because i suck at it, i can feel it!”

“you just hit a strike, who does that on her first ever attempt to bowl?”

“it’s called beginner’s luck, lewis,” aletta rolled her eyes, half with the intention to forget the feeling of lewis’ hands lost from her skin. “we all have that.”

“alright, ms. partypooper,” lewis rolled the sleeves of his black customised sweater and may god forgive aletta for ogling at the sight. “tell you what. if you roll the dice once more and you fail to hit another strike, you can have me do whatever content you’re planning for the next race week.”

her senior social media officer—the one who was responsible for lewis’ appearances on all of mercedes-amg petronas f1 team’s social media—and their direct social media manager jumped elatedly at lewis’ offer in exchange of the challenge. they immediate shouted you can do this! to aletta, even though they were metres away from where aletta and lewis stood. aletta couldn’t even hide the fact that she was tempted at the prize waiting for her at the end of the line because everyone knows lewis didn’t do any more social media stuffs to gain engagement, interactions, or anything that could possibly land him another sponsorship.

(oh to be legends, aletta sighed.)

“you’re being serious?”

lewis raised his eyebrows, giving her what the fuck look. “do i look like i’m joking?”

“nooooooot really… but what’s in it for you?”

lewis only answered her question by handing her another ball fitted for her size as he said, “one way to find out, no?”

aletta could simply lose by not performing well and got the content we all had been waiting for. the thing was, lewis taught her too well for a first-timer that aletta didn’t know how to downgrade the skill she had gained from the world class athlete. she couldn’t even pretend she didn’t know how to bowl anymore, her acting prowess would put pornstars on any podium.

hence, another strike.

this time, aletta didn’t have any time to turn around and avoid digesting reality. everything happened to fast as she focused on not slipping after she threw the ball on the alley that when she stood up, the pins had all already been on the floor, colliding against each other. she gasped at the incredible sight, remained rooted to the ground while the machine swept away the pins clear because fucking hell. aletta didn’t have any athletic bone and now she striked twice?

“told you you’re a natural,”

hairs stood up once more at lewis’ voice came up behind her, gentle as usual but a hint of something more laced behind it. like she should be scared of it. like she should be scared of lewis, for the first time in forever. like she should be scared of what would happen with their dynamics. but may god forgive her for her disinterest to succumb to the fear and wanting to find out what’s in the bag for them. like she just wanted to scream fuck you! to the world and listen to the devil for once.

the pause was killing her because she knew—god did she know—lewis still stood behind her. his breath tickled the back of her ear the only way he knew how, the only way her body alighted at the subtle touch. she wished he’d get this done and over it because my days, aletta couldn’t stand the pregnant tension between them. she was so afraid if she breathed, it’d scatter the bubble and ruin the life of her and she had to walk down the walk of shame.

but maybe aletta should’ve listened to what her mother says. pray in detail; how would God know what you want? aletta had to remind herself to exhale the breath that was caught in her throat, now panting as a result, because bloody hell did she not expect the seam of lewis’ lips grazed down the shell of her ear so featherily she would think she was dreaming if it wasn’t for the next string of words.

“seems like i get to take you for a dinner sometimes. after all, you still owe me the tricks to go incognito.”

#sir lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton #lh44 #team lh44 #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton one shot #lewis hamilton oneshot #lewis hamilton fluff #lewis hamilton fic #lewis hamilton fanfic #lewis hamilton blurb #lewis hamilton imagine #lewis hamilton smut #oh-saints writes

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drew the ow strike team as paladins of voltron, because i am normal about them :]

(2 other versions and a fucking essay below the cut!)

ok so im gonna give my reasoning for each of them

Reinhardt - the easierst to pick, the Yellow Lion is the most tank-like (besides the Black Lion, but thats cuz Black is the head + torso), also i think the legs of voltron are supposed to be the "pillars" that allow the team to work well, without them the whole thing crumbles (literally). from what i recall from the actual show, the Yellow Paladin is protective and loyal. Rein was the easiest to match up tbh (plus even the color fits lol)

Torbjörn - not my favourite choice, but tbh i dont think any other lion fits him? besides maybe Yellow, but Rein was too perfect so i couldnt give Torb that one. anyway, the Green Lion is the left hand. i consider the legs to be the "pillars" holding up the team, whereas the arms are the actual damage-dealers/the ones that act on what the leader commands. and as Torb is a dps, that fits just fine. hes not quite a leader, so being the left hand instead of the right is good. plus the Green Lion is inquisitive and curious, and since Torb is a genius, that fits just fine too. i thought he would look weird with green, since i associate him with red-orange-yellow the most, but he looks kinda nice

Ana - i was originally gonna make her blue from the get-go, but i thought it'd be silly to make the remaining three switch lions a bunch, so i can get an excuse to draw Gabe and Jack in multiple suits lmao. but Ana starts out as red, the right hand of Voltron, described as the most temperamental and aggressive. it requires a paladin that can keep up with it and works on instinct most of the time. i feel like Ana would have to BECOME the motherly figure for her team, instead of being one from the start. with that i think she would have been a more "lone wolf" type at first, only later on becoming more mindful of her teammates and how much they need her, which would lead to her becoming the paladin of the Blue Lion - a pillar that keeps the team going along with Rein, a vital part, but no longer in a leadership position. i've seen the Blue Lion described as a "free spirit" too, which i think is also perfect for her :3

Jack - for him i had three options, all of which fit him well: blue, red and black. and instead of picking one, i decided he was going to have three different lions :))) for shits and giggles. so he starts out as blue, a free spirit, very versitile (from what i gathered, the Blue Lion doesn't have a specific "thing" it specilizes in, but instead does a little bit of everything, kinda like Jack). i imagine Jack was the middle-man, an integral part of team-building. he would have been the one to push everyone to work together and follow Gabe's lead, but he was content being on the sidelines most of the time. eventually he takes up more responsibility, sees that he's vital for the team and that he can do more working side by side with Gabe, and so he becomes the paladin of the Red Lion, Gabe's right hand man. then he of course slowly grows to be the actual leader, as Gabe's approach changes and he slowly abandons his original role, passing the command over to Jack. and so Jack's last lion is the Black Lion. also i feel like all three lions fit Jack's color scheme pretty well, so that's another win for me hah

Gabe - since he was the original Strike Commander, i thought it only natural that he would be the first to pilot the Black Lion. the pilot needs to be decisive, stay cool in the face of danger and be someone whose men will follow him into battle with no hesitation - all traits that i see Gabriel would have had to have during the first Omnic Crisis. like i mentioned before, Jack eventually becomes his second in command, and then slowly their roles start to shift. Gabe is no longer content in making decisions for the whole team, he probably also becomes more violent and reckless, relying on Jack to keep him in check. he loses his connection with the Black Lion and becomes the paladin of the Red Lion, Jack's right hand man. the traits of Red fit him well too - aggressive, relies on instinct, temperamental, plus i imagine Gabe is the type to want to get things done as quickly as possible, no matter the risk, to save more people faster. plus, again, the colors match up yaaaay!

fun fact: i never finished watching voltron ^^

also i am truthing anahardt and reaper76 as we speak

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This whole Dan Harmon interview is worth reading, but here's a few essential quotes:

When the show scored its second season, Harmon was eager to staff up, filling out their ragtag cable team with Harvard-educated Community writers. If they were going to make a play for network primetime audiences, he reasoned, they’d need network primetime writers. “If I had felt like I was imposing something, I would have never done it,” he says, having played the whole thing back in his head countless times over the past decade. He can see now how Roiland must have felt that that transition was about making the show more Harmon’s than his, but he insists that was not his intent.

“If anything, what I wanted was for Justin and I both to be able to be increasingly lazy and not show up for work. That was the dream,” says Harmon. “We’d be these rich idea men. He could roll around and go, like, ‘What if a genie had a butt instead of a dick?’ And I could be like, ‘Yeah, and plus, we’re going to make people cry about it, and that’s going to make them freak out. It’s a story about a genie butt dick, but then we’d win an Emmy, and it’d be more ironic than ever.’ And then I’d come to find out later that it was like, ‘Oh, Harmon brought in his Harmon writers,’ and, man, that is not how I saw it.”

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The last time he and Roiland spoke was over text in 2019, a conversation that left Harmon in tears. “He said things that he’d never said before about being unhappy, and I remember saying to him the last time we spoke in person, like, ‘I am worried about you, and I don’t know what to do about that except to give you all the string and also just say I’m scared that you’re not going to come back.’ But then this conversation became unprecedentedly confrontational.” Harmon stops himself there. “I think that’s as far as I get to take the story. At that point, we’re no longer both there for it, and it starts to become not only unfair for me to continue but totally uncomfortable because, from there, a friendship goes away, and I still don’t fully understand why.”

[...]

“The easiest thing for me to say about Justin has been nothing. Easy because he isolated so well and easy because I’m nobody’s first choice as a judge of anything or anyone. This is where I’d love to change the subject to myself, to what a piece of crap I’ve been my whole public life,” he says. “I would feel so safe and comfortable making this about me, but that trick is worthless here and dangerous to others. It’s other people’s safety and comfort that got damaged while I obsessed over a cartoon’s quality. Trust has now been violated between countless people and a show designed to please them. I’m frustrated, ashamed and heartbroken that a lot of hard work, joy and passion can be leveraged to exploit and harm strangers.”

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I suggest reading the full article because it goes pretty in-depth into Dan Harmon and Justin Roiland's relationship and how their collaboration fell apart. The article also has some intriguing details about how the show operates behind the scenes.

#rick and morty #dan harmon #justin roiland

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I'd like to request yandere tf2 mercs (all or select is fine), on a business trip or something and has to leave their s/o alone by themselves, so they blow up their phone, and maybe leaves a voicemail of them jacking off? i love ur work so much ;~:

Ahhhh tysm, that's so sweet to say! In general I like to keep multiple character requests to no more than 4 (With rare exception). So I used RGN to pick the four guys I wanted to feature here, hope you enjoy! (Gender Neutral Reader)

Fandom: Team Fortress 2

Characters: Scout 🐇, Soldier 🦅, Demoman 🐏, and Engineer 🦫

Rating: M (MINORS DNI)

Content Warnings: smut

Word Count: 1.8k

MASTER LIST

TIP JAR

(Song Inspo- Hand that Feeds, Nine Inch Nails)

Scout

Likely, out of all the mercs, Scout's the easiest to turn on at a moment's notice. And considering he's already plenty pent up from the stress of work and not having you around to help relieve the tension, he would loathe you for doing something like this to him. The longer the two of you are apart, the worse Scout gets, so if you plan this call to reach him the very night before he returns home, that would be when it would affect him the most! He's already so needy and lonely; the fact you would do this to him now would be the worst way of kicking him while he was already down. (So let's hope he didn't pick a time to check his voicemails while he was supposed to be focused on something important, or would he be in trouble!)

When he's done with work for the day, he'll call you up, expecting a follow-up immediately! He won't bother wasting time wondering if you've already settled down to go to bed that night, and a phone call would likely wake you up and ruin your night's rest. Once he's horny, all logic goes out the window. You've already built him up, he wasn't a release, and he wants it now!

Also, it's Scout we're talking about here. You were unlikely the first to send a little flirtatious message like this. Something to let you know you were on his mind to make up for the time he had no choice but to spend apart from you. He's far from the subtle type, and nothing makes him needier than being all alone like this. He needed you to be the strong one here, yet you were messing with his head and making him feel weaker than ever and overwhelmed.

The anticipation of what's to come next really gets him going, well before you even pick up the phone.

For the rest of the night Scout would expect you to be up with him on the phone while he tells you about every perverted thought he's had running through his head while you've been away. He doesn't care if he's missing out on valuable sleep time; he's got more important things to worry about. For as much fun as he has with you on the line like this, it won't be enough to make up for all the time lost between the two of you; it will have to do for the time being. But be ready to get to work once he's back home with you!

Soldier

This is one challenging position for him to be in! While on duty, Solly is sure to give all he can, and even after the mission is over, it takes a while before he's back to focusing on life off the battlefield. Say what you will about Soldier, but no matter what he's tasked with, he'll give it his all. All this to say, the moment Solly was off the clock and checked for your messages, he was caught entirely off guard. Once he gets over his shock of being caught off guard like this, he'll demand you call him back. Now that you've got him all fired up, he wants more and wants to hear it directly from you. While Solly definitely has a thing for listening or watching you pleasure yourself, given the forced dry spell between the two of you, now was not the time for something like that!

It doesn't take much to set him off in a situation like this. A mix of deranged loneliness and more than a little pent-up aggression has him practically foaming at the mouth from the teasing alone. He's borderline incomprehensible on account of the horny desperation, something you can't help but find a little validating, knowing at least you weren't the only one missing your partner after spending so much time apart. It was only fair that he should suffer a bit after making you miss him so badly.

Important to note, however, as turned on by the situation, he'll still be frustrated that you would do something like this to him. To get him so frustrated and wound up while you knew there was nothing he could do to feel your skin or hear your sweet voice directly in his ear. Though at least he's all the more excited to return home, as though he really needed any incentive for that.

More So than the evident lust you feel for him, and the lust you've conjured within him in turn, this message is bizarrely validating to him in a way he doesn't entirely understand. Not precisely in the patriarchal, "I have made it in the world as a provider for my loved one, and now I get to reap the reward of this." But more in a personal way, "There is someone back home waiting for me, someone who loves and misses me." Needless to say, Solly will have to fight himself tooth and nail to stay focused on the mission, but all this will hardly matter once he's back home with you.

Demo

While he's not nearly as easy to set off as Scout, Demo's still a man and is subject to loneliness and the temptations of the flesh all the same. And once he hears your voice on the line, practically dripping with lust, moaning out his name while you're pleasuring yourself? It doesn't take anything more than that to set him off into a horny tailspin. At the very least, Demo knows you're clearly craving affection and carnal pleasure and will at least try to be sweet with you when he returns your call and won't go straight to thinking with his dick.

Much like Scout, Demo won't beat around the bush either, and while he'll try to hide his lustful advances behind more pure-hearted affection, it won't last too long. But, unfortunately, Demo's never been one to know how to keep his cool after getting all riled up like this. Though there's definitely something erotic about seeing which of you will fold first, like when you act so surprised to hear him calling so late at night light this, wanting to make him suffer a little longer until he's begging and telling you exactly how much he's missed you while he's been away.

Would try to stall the conversation from entering horny territory long enough to sneak in a celebratory shot, something to end a long day's work. If you are up for it, I would like to listen in while you take one, too, in solidarity. And once you're a bit less guarded, he'll break out the "Don't tell me that's the best you got?" before addressing those messages you left him. He loves to push your buttons like this and see how far he can goad you on until you break. You started all this, and you'd better be ready to keep up with what comes next.

It's almost embarrassing to Demo how he still feels as though he can feel your influence and control over his mind and body, even while you're so far away. He wouldn't be too proud to admit how much he misses you and how your teasing only makes him feel all the clingier and miss you all the more. What he wouldn't reveal, however, is the almost masochistic pleasure he feels from being toyed around like this.

Demo's a switch to his core, and while he's so proud of you for taking the initiative like this, he'll be sure to return the favor to you down the line. So, for the rest of the night, Demo can hardly get a wink of sleep; he is too busy thinking about how he'll make you pay for trying to pull one over on him like this.

Engie

Unlike the rest of these guys, Engie's much more vigilant about checking his phone throughout the day; he hates getting a backlog of voicemails and finds answering them as soon as possible to be the one thing that stops him from forming a backlog. Which is to say, when he saw you called him late at night, his mind instantly flooded with worse-case scenarios, and he worried you were in grave danger, only to be entirely caught off guard by what it was you really had on your mind. It will be quite the struggle for him to keep his arousal under wraps until he gets home, and he will hold you personally responsible for this. And it's from this moment onward that Engie's already thinking of how he will get you back for all this when he returns home.

For the time being, Engie knows he'd need to bid his time a little longer before he can get you back for all this. And for the moment, once he's free for the day, he's more than happy to satisfy the current issue at hand. You were already feeling horny and needy, but Engie would do his best to keep things sensual between you. Breaking out that low, lazy Texan drawl he knows you love so much.

This serves the dual purpose of not only satisfying his own needs for the time being but as well as easing you into a sense of security. Of course, he'll let you think, for the time being, you've pulled one over on him, and he's the one playing into your hands, but this couldn't be further from the truth.

Once he's home with you and has you in his clutches, you will be in for it! Not only is he inclined to "double-down" on you, to be extra teasing and domineering to make up for the lost time between the two of you, but he also will wait until the moment is just right to let you know he hasn't yet forgiven you for trying to play such a trick on him, trying to get him so flustered while he was away at work. Now that you've given him a score to settle let's see how you like it all wound up. Engie only puts you more and more on edge without satisfying you until you apologize for leading him on like that.

He would be an absolute demon edging you and making you beg for him to "hurry up and fuck you already," only to look at you with deceptively sweet eyes and an all too-knowing smile saying, "What's the matter, sugar? You seemed to know just what you were doing last time." And sure, eventually, he'd cave and help you out, but you needed to learn a thing or two before trying to throw your weight around like that again.

#anonymous #request #x reader #self ship #tf2 x reader #team fortress 2 x reader #tf2 soldier x reader #tf2 engineer x reader #tf2 scout x reader #tf2 demo x reader #N/S/F/W #gender neutral reader #tf2 smut #x reader smut

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enhashoutout · 4 months

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Tears and Matching Tattoos (Ice x reader)

I am and will always be a Nessa Barrett enthusiast

Genre: Angst

Trigger Warnings: typical H&L violence, jealousy (please let me know if I missed anything)

I use fem pronouns and descriptions because that is what is easiest for me but if you do not identify with that, please feel free to change that as you read to fit you :)

I'm not sure I 100% like this story, but I'm trying to get out of the habit of being a perfectionist and just allowing myself to publish everything even if I don't think it is perfect so that I have a record of my works to look back on and improve upon.

The one where you’re still in love with Ice even after he’s moved on.

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Ice was your first love, and you were his. You spent a good amount of your life not only being his first love but also his best friend. You were there for him through thick and thin. There for all his highs and his lows. You spent so much time together, you guys also fell apart. Today, it suddenly felt like everything you went through meant nothing.

You had split because Ice said that he didn't feel the same way anymore; feeling like you guys would be better if you guys went back to just being friends like when you guys were kids. That's okay, he had a lot on his plate, and some people just fall out of love sometimes. You weren't always lovers, you could go back to that again, right? He went back to friends, you pretended. It's hard going back to being friends when you literally live in the same house as the person you love. Being a part of Mighty Warriors was suddenly like shooting yourself in the foot. You were around Ice ALL. THE. DAMN. TIME. How does anyone move on like that?

Then, Sarah came along. Mighty Warriors had saved the poor girl from getting kidnapped by Doubt. Ice allowed her to stick around, and she became part of the group. Being the only two women on the team should've brought you closer, but it never did. You could see it, it was happening. Ice was moving on. He liked Sarah, he said and did the same things to you when it was you. The only difference is that this time they would last, something you didn't have the luxury of knowing. It wasn't Sarah's fault or her intention, but it did make you hold a secret grudge against her.

You were wallowing in your bedroom, figuring out how to improve upon the track Bernie gave you when Ice burst into your room.

"Well damn, at least knock. Did you need something before tonight's performance?"

"Yeah, can you look at this real quick?"

"Sure." You had answered him thinking he needed you to look at a track or a new styling choice for tonight's performance, but it wasn't either of those. From his back pocket, Ice pulled out a velvet box. He opened it up and showed it to you, a ring.

"Do you think Sarah will like it? I'm gonna propose to her tonight in the middle of Funk Jungle."

You were stunned. You didn't think this day would arrive so soon, and yet here you guys are.

"I- wow. I think the ring looks great. I'm sure she's gonna love it."

"I love her. For once, I'm nervous."

"Come on Ice, why be nervous? It's not like she's gonna say no. She's gonna say yes. She's going to absolutely love the ring, and she's going to absolutely love you."

"Thank you, you're the best. You always know what to say."

"That's my job as your best friend who actually has a brain unlike the rest of Mighty isn't it?" The two of you laughed.

"I'll see you downstairs for your set."

"You bet."

Ice exited your room, closing your door. All you could do was stare at the spot he once stood in. Tears began running down your face. It's been a while since you guys broke up, and a while since Ice and Sarah were together, so this should've hurt less. Should've, but here you are, crying at the news. You couldn't hate either of them, but you did hate yourself for holding onto feelings that were no longer reciprocated. You fixed your makeup and went back to looking at the track Bernie gave you to keep your mind off of everything.

Later that night you stood with Bernie behind his set up, dreading the moment the proposal would happen. It seems like Ice didn't tell anyone else but you, knowing that one of the guys would probably accidentally let the surprise slip to Sarah.

In the middle of Ice's performance, he told Bernie to cut the music for a second. He walked to Sarah where she usually sat on the side, bringing her to the middle of the dance floor. The spotlights focused on the couple. Ice got down on one knee, and into the mic asked "Sarah, will you marry me?" She was thrilled, shouting yes. He picked her up in a hug and spun her, telling Bernie to continue where the track left off. Everyone in the club was shouting and celebrating the two, everyone but you. Bernie noticed this. Aside from Ice, the other Mighty member you were closest to was Bernie. He was the only other person in the group whose brain could process deeper emotions.

Bernie pulled you away from the noise. "Hey, you okay?"

"After everything we've talked about Bernie, how do you think I feel?" you mumbled.

"Like shit obviously but I figured it wouldn't hurt to ask."

"I'll be fine. I'll cry for a while and then I'll be good. I've held out for this long, what's a little more right?"

"Will you be okay? I'm being serious. I don't want you in a place that's causing you pain."

"I don't get to have him but thank god matching tattoos last for life right? I'm heading back, tell the others I wasn't feeling good okay?" Bernie nodded.

You left Funk Jungle and headed back home. In your room, hidden away from everyone else you cried. It's alright, Ice can love her even after he broke your heart. It would be cruel to wish anything other than the best for him. Part of you wished everything was a lie, but the other part of you hoped that your heartbreak brought him the love he deserved. You looked at the matching tattoo you had with Ice on your arm. It had started as a couple's tattoo, switching its meaning when you had broken up. Now it was just a matching best friends tattoo, but in your mind where no one else could see, you could look at the tattoo and remember the time when Ice once loved you.

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You reached the end! Thank you so much for reading this little blurb. It's not the best thing I've written or my favorite but I figured I can publish it and use it for improvement moving forward.

I read on the post here on Tumblr that Ice and Sarah get married in the H&L manga series so I wanted to write something to go along with that.

Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

Please don't take my work and repost it anywhere or take credit for it. Writers work hard on their stuff so please don't be a crappy human.

Random question, are there any H&L characters you guys want to see more stories for?

#Youtube #high&low #high and low #high&low story of sword #high and low x reader #H&L #high and low mighty warriors #mighty warriors #high and low ice #enhashoutout

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iamafanofcartoons · 9 months

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Reasons to love Blake Belladonna as a character from RWBY

First, this woman not only left behind her abuser and an increasingly toxic environment, which is extremely difficult all on its own, but she did it with no support system! And she even managed to save innocent lives in the process by cutting the rest of the train off.

But I'm not here to focus on that, so let's move forward to after V3. Blake leaves the team to try and protect them, which is undeniably a very bad decision even if it's understandable in the circumstances. She's pretty much borderline suicidal at this point and hates herself.

Blake thinks she's to blame for everything bad that happens around her (thanks to Adam) and she's not just convinced that her family and friends will hate her and never forgive her for any of it, she actively WANTS them to despise her. She's at her absolute lowest point.

The easiest thing for her to do would have been to give up. To keep running away because surely everyone already hates her so why try to fix anything. But she doesn't! She comes back to face her mistake and deliberately chooses to stay!! And some people still say she isn't brave.

Blake verbally promises not to leave again multiple times, but her actions speak even louder than her words. When they find out that Salem can't be killed she doesn't once consider losing hope. Even when Adam tries one final time to ruin her life she refuses to run away again.

Blake took the infinitely more difficult path of standing her ground and making up for her missteps, and has stuck by the team through every struggle since they reunited. She said she wasn't leaving again and she's more than proven that she meant it. That takes immense courage.

The fact that parts of the fandom will seriously write her off as a bad person or claim she didn't deserve to be forgiven when she's a traumatised teenager doing the best she can with the shitty hand she was dealt just doesn't sit right with me. The lack of empathy is saddening.

Blake isn’t flawless by any means, and no one ever will be, but why can't she be allowed to grow? Why can't she make well-intentioned mistakes and learn from them? If we were all defined only by the worst choice we made then almost all of us would be terrible people.

I'm not even gonna get into the barely-disguised misogyny, homophobia, and victim blaming that often comes from those people. I'm just gonna finish by saying that you don't have to like Blake, but at least treat her with compassion and respect and acknowledge her many strengths.

This woman blamed herself so much for her mistakes PLUS everything Adam and the White Fang did that she flat out basically wanted to die because she thought she was just poison to everyone around her and STILL chose to try and make things better.

She ran away because she wrongly believed it was the only way to keep the people she loved safe and went back to them not only expecting zero forgiveness, but outright wishing that they'd hold it against her forever, and it's still not enough? What more do critics want from her?? www.twitter.com/BloodRaven55/status/1286606634303750145

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