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devilsskettle · 1 year
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i am literally obsessed with character dynamics where it’s like:
i want to be you and you want to be me and we love each other but also there’s a deep seated resentment that we both feel for each other but we try to hide it even though we both know and it’s this charged current running under all of our interactions, and it sucks because i only envy you because i love you because all the things i love about you are the things i wish i could have and i just want to be you and i don’t understand why you’d want to be me because we can’t see ourselves or love ourselves the way we see and love each other. but it’s all hopeless because neither of us can change the fundamental parts of who we are or the circumstances we find ourselves in or what people have done to us and when we try to play each other’s role in the relationship or in the world it really fucks things up actually
anyway stream running up that hill (deal with god) by kate bush
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sy-on-boy · 3 months
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Anya + unraveling the mystery of the Desmond family (and Damian being different)
When Melinda debuted, I wrote a post about how she was potentially a character against the Forgers because Anya hadn't met her (we gain insight into characters via our deus ex machina Anya meeting them and reading their minds). Anya has met her now and the narrative has established that she genuinely cares for Damian (even if she's still a mysterious character).
After a long time, Demetrius is finally here. He's still mysterious, but not antagonistic to his brother and still cares for him. Like I said in a previous post, Demetrius subverts what I said above because Anya cannot read him fully even if she's met him. But regardless, Demetrius is here, we've seen him, all four Desmonds have finally debuted. And in my mind, I can vaguely connect them to the Forger-Briar extended family:
Anya - Damian: The kids aiming for stella stars and seeking parental approval. Attached to their dogs. Occasionally heroic (dodgeball, handkerchief, bus hijacking), but ultimately silly kids dragged into "adult" political matters (Anya with more awareness than Damian).
Loid - Donovan: Standing in for WISE vs war, one of the central conflicts. They are fathers and authority figures. Loid, faking a job as a psychiatrist, seeks to understand people (as a fake job, but he also does this as a spy). Donovan famously declared that people would never truly sympathize with each other. A good, attentive father and a neglectful father.
Yor - Melinda: The mothers, the narrative kind of puts them in the background compared to their husbands, but we know they have plot behind them. Yor's job as an assassin is unknown to her family (sans Anya). Melinda has struggles of her own when it comes to parenting her kids / being married to Donovan.
Demetrius - Yuri: Bit of a stretch, but they're both characterized as genius brothers and on the side compared to the main father-mother-child trios. Yuri works for the SSS, in direct opposition to Loid. Demetrius is a middle schooler?? He’s a child so he’s probably not that involved in the main plot, and if he is, it’s not willingly / he was brought up that way. They're both younger (and less experienced) compared to the adults- Demetrius is still a child and Yuri is 20. Yuri's affection for Yor is overflowing and the Briar siblings are very supportive of each other. In contrast, Demetrius is passive and apathetic, but not uncaring.
Anya has met everyone except for Donovan. Anya thinks both Melinda and Demetrius are weird. And Anya thinks of Donovan as the evil super boss. To her, the Desmonds are "weird". "All of Sy-on boy's relatives are such weirdos" - not sure if it's just the translation, but this line seems to imply Anya thinks Damian is exempt to the weirdness of his family. After all, unlike Demetrius, she can read Damian's thoughts normally. And unlike Melinda (and Yuri, and Fiona), she usually doesn't get bombarded with an overwhelming wave of intense thoughts when she reads Damian's mind.
And that brings us to the next point - Damian's time in Eden and the positive influences he receives (away from his family). Damian and Anya are better friends now. E&E's loyalty and affection for him have been established countless times. Becky congratulates Damian this chapter. Despite Damian thinking people suck up to him to get close to his father, he has a group of friends who do care about him (including Becky who doesn't suck up to him). Outside of what we see from Anya's pov, Damian has teachers and his dorm mother (Jeeves too) who care for him. Damian isn't alone.
Damian is shown to be disconnected from his family for whatever reason. His parents didn't come to his orientation. Damian says he doesn't see his parents often. Melinda cares for Damian but isn't allowed to see him often / afraid to be seen with him (?). Damian has called Demetrius before but this is the first time we see him meet Demetrius in person. And we all know about Damian's goal of impressing his father. Damian seems to believe Demetrius and Donovan when close when they were younger (when Demetrius was slightly older than Damian’s age), but Damian receives no such attention. Despite this, Damian still manages to have a fairly happy school life with his friends and supportive adult figures.
I think Damian's growing friendship with Anya and the recent complete reveal of the Desmond family will push Anya into thinking Damian is not like his weird family. If anything, Damian is more like Anya and her associates. Post bus-hijacking, Damian from Anya's POV is seen as more likeable / sympathetic, even more so now that we know about his mother and brother.
Anya is a child who is exposed to some of the darkness in Melinda / Demetrius' heads (trauma from being close to Donovan?), and she doesn't really understand them. Melinda / Demetrius seem off to outsiders (we saw Yor’s reaction, Becky thinks Demetrius is creepy) but it’s only Anya who’s capable of reading their minds and knowing how weird their thoughts are. But Anya has a much better understanding of Damian, the youngest Desmond, who is a kid like her with understandable motivations (getting stars, impressing his dad) similar to Anya's own motivations.
Interesting to note that Demetrius, while at Eden, seems rather lonely and disconnected even within his peer group. When he walks down the stairs, the panel frames it as him being alone, while Damian has four friends with him. When Damian and Anya get their stars, their classmates are shown to be smiling / impressed. When Demetrius gets his stars, we see two of his peers sweatdropping, almost looking wary, while a blushing girl has her hands to her mouth. The story doesn't show Demetrius' peers celebrating his success. It feels like Demetrius' peers are used to him getting good grades but still in awe of how good he is, but... they're not really close to him. Demetrius is not social and says he doesn't understand people, and maybe he doesn't interact much with his peers.
This chapter also reveals Demetrius is not in regular contact with Donovan anymore, contrary to what Damian believed. So Demetrius seems removed from the Desmond family sphere, but also isn't super integrated into the Eden sphere (in contrast to his 6yo brother and his friends). We can believe Demetrius isn’t close to Donovan because he is annoyed (and triggered?) by the mere mention of his father. Clearly Donovan has done something scarring to both Melinda and Demetrius and their thoughts look weird to Anya. Damian, despite craving for his father's attention and being stressed about it, is still relatively unaffected.
From now on, I think we'll slowly get more information about the Desmonds while Damian remains separated from them in the narrative. Damian is introduced as a vital part of Plan B due to his connection with his father, but even Damian himself admits there's not much of a connection. Plan B is working (sort of) because Damianya are friends, but that doesn't mean it's easier for Anya to meet Donovan. I think the narrative has been pushing Damian away from being a plot device for Plan B to being Anya's genuine friend and a victim of the Desmond parenting. At this point, Damian is not really useful to the main plot and there's not much mystery to this 6yo child.
Damian still thinks of himself as a scion of the Desmonds and he’s desperately trying to get his father’s attention. But his dad doesn’t really care, his mom loves him but doesn’t want him to be near Donovan, his brother is similar and also seemingly doesn’t want anything to do with Donovan. Meanwhile, the story establishes him as a boy with a crush on Anya, a boy with friends who will readily sacrifice themselves for him, a boy who’s willing to protect his classmates. All around Damain, his peers, associates, and the story itself has long been defining Damian as someone outside of being the Desmond family. But Damian naturally holds onto it.
Damian isn’t mysterious to Anya because she can read him. Okay, she still thinks he’s a brat sometimes, but that’s Damain being Damian, not Damian being a Desmond. But everyone else in the family is mysterious and it makes Anya feel at least vaguely uncomfortable.
The Desmonds are probably connected to Project Apple, and with the recent hints of Anya’s backstory, we might get some of that. But Damian is framed as almost completely separate to whatever went on, while Melinda and Demetrius are portrayed as victims of Donovan, mysterious and a bit weird but still sympathetic.
And that’s why I think it’s coming together— hints of Anya’s backstory, Damianya becoming better friends, the Desmonds all here. We’ve scratched the surface off and we’re hopefully going to see more.
(Also, just a thought: if Damian indeed goes through a “dark arc” and becomes more like the rest of his family, Anya will know because she can read his mind. She will be able to tell if Damian’s thoughts also start being “weird”. But they are better friends now which could be a lead up to her helping Damian deal with the pressure and struggle.)
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orangelala · 1 day
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ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
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chris sturniolo x reader
summary: you both started off as friends, becoming even closer, and now that chris has finally gotten over his commitment issues with the impact you've made on his life he's sure he wants no one else. what happens when the feeling isn't mutual, or is it?
warnings: angst, some fluff? swearing, pet names (love,ma)
a/n: we are locked in on series time. part two will be out soon!
word count: 1.9k words
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"i've seen the way he looks at you." she ran the brush through my hair. "it's not in a friend way either."
she was wrong, but it didn't stop my pulse from spiking with anticipation. "how does he look at me?"
fiona smiled. "like he never wants to look away."
"what is that supposed to mean?" "it means he loves you, its so obvious. how could you be so blind?" "if you mean in a friend way, then yes, yes he does" fiona sigh turning me around in the chair. "how long have we been friends?" "since kindergarten" "exactly. i know you better than anyone. preferably better than you know yourself. which means i know you feel the same"
fiona smiles once more before turning me around and grabbing the brush to help do my hair now. as if the discussion was over but was she right? was he really looking at me in a special way? did he actually loved me more than a friend?
she finally finishes up my hair and i put on my outfit for the day. as i walk to my car and get in to drive to the triplets house, i couldn't help but think about what she said. "like he never wants to look away" "like he never wants to look away" what the hell did that even mean? as much as i trust my bestfriend, i feel like she could be wrong about this.
as i reach their house, i gather my purse and some other things stepping out and walking up to the house. knocking on the door, im immediately greeted by nick pulling me into a hug. "hey girl, how are you doing?" "im good nick, and you?" "im great, chris is downstairs, by the way" "how are you sure im not here to see you?" i say catching up to him as he walked to the kitchen.
"so you're here to see me?"nick says putting his hand on his hip giving me a confused look. "yes, ive missed you" bringing him into a hug. "well ive missed you too kid" he says hugging me back. "how was your morning?" "it was okay but nick, you wouldn't believe what fiona had said-" "hey kid, why didn't you tell me you were here?" chris says cutting me off.
"well i was talking to nick, im not just bestfriends with you" i say sarcastically stepping back towards nick. "yeah chris, she's best friends with all of us, if she wants to hang with us because she's tired of you, she can" i couldn't help but burst into laughing from nicks comment. making nick chime in, as i catch my breath i look up and notice chris rolling his eyes.
"well if she's not 'too tired of me' i'd like to steal her for a moment, if that's okay with you" he says looking at nick for what looks like an approval. "go ahead. i'll be right here girl if you need me" nick says pointing at me as well walk away. "i'll keep that in mind, thank you bae!"
"you're not really tired of me are you?" he says opening the door to his bedroom. "of course not, nick was just saying to mess with you. i never get tired of you" i say bringing him into a hug. i felt him smile against me as he hugged me back tight.
"chris?" "yes love?" he says pulling away. "i don't want to interfere in your personal business-" "your my bestfriend, you never interfere. i tell you everything" he smiles, as he reassures me as he could tell the uncomfortableness on my face.
"do you like anyone?" i say startling myself, i didn't mean to say it so quickly. i watch chris's facial expression change. "i was with fiona, and fiona had said" "what did she say?" "well she said you looked at me um in a certain way"
i look away towards the door as i try to comprehend what was going on, was i really about to do this right now? i was taken out of my thoughts as chris takes his hand and moves my head to look at him.
"what type of way is that? he smirks. "in a way that uh, you like me?" "and?" "and well chris is it truth?" i say looking down at my hands. "if it is?"
"chris" i whispered. "your my best friend." "i know what i am," he says against my skin. "what would that, what would that even look like?" "what would what look like?" "oh my god chris, us. fuck. you know us" "so you like me back?" "i never said that, i asked a question"
"what would it be like? what would 'us' even look like? i whisper into again him. "i can show you exactly what it would be like."
i felt him fisting the fabric of my shirt, as if he was stopping himself from doing more. then releasing it and placing his palm to my waist.
"if you were really mine, i'd do this all the time." his long fingers draped around my hip and pushed me against him from the waist down. hot. he felt so hot and hard, branding my skin, even with layers of fabric separating us.
"if you were mine, you'd crave this." he then closed the rest of the distance that separated us very slowly. bringing our bodies flush together with such softness and at such a painful pace that i praised and cursed him at the same time. "you would want it."
but wasn't i doing that?
before i could delve into that, chris's large body shifted, and my back was against a hard surface. he looked at me quite intensely as if he was trying to read me. read my facial expressions but my mind went blank, making my whole body go blank. most importantly my heart.
what am i doing? what was i doing was all that was going through my head. he leans into me, running his hand over my cheek before pulling me into him, closing the space between us completely. i wanted to move. i needed to get out of here, but why was i feeling so safe. why did i feel happy under his touch?
chris places his other hand around my waist before fully bringing his face near mine. his lips were just centimeters away from mine. pulling me in with his hand. our lips had barely grazed. "im sorry, but i can't. im sorry" i say pulling away and grabbing my things.
"wait- what? don't go." "im so sorry, chris," i say choked as tears begin to run down my face. he had looked at me in confusion. it was only seconds later to a minute was how quickly i got out of there.
sprinting in the direction of my car as i walk out the house. i sit for a minute to catch my breath before placing the key in the ignition and starting up the car. it felt as if i could hear his voice around me, i could still see that expression. it was killing. the look he gave me. that look that was pastured on his face when i walked out.
i had finally reach my apartment making me sigh in relief. quickly getting out of car and walking up to my apartment, i couldn't get myself to put the key in the door and step in. i wasn't expecting to come home tonight. let alone be alone.
i stand there, placing a hand on the door before taking a deep breath and turning the key to let myself in. i was the one who did it. he didn't walk out on me, i walked out on him but yet why does it hurt so much.
placing my stuff on the table, i walk in the direction of my room. grabbing some fresh clothing. i couldn't be in his clothes anymore, running my fingers along the end of the shirt and almost staring at it as it reminded me of time he gave it to me. i quickly stopped the flashback that was about to occur as quickly pull it over my head and toss it to the side, along with my shorts.
i walk into the connecting bathroom to turn on the shower, stepping away and looking in the mirror to run my fingers over my cheek, where he ran his fingers over and moved down to my waist. running my hand over the spot repeatedly as if i was still trying to feel his touch.
i felt desperate, needy. craving his touch again. but i know getting out of there was something i needed to do to protect myself. why did it have to be from him? i had no idea but now catching myself in train of thought, i turn around and fully strip my underwear and bra and walk in.
i didn't really remember getting out of the shower and laying down. it had been about an hour later, as i have fidgeted through my sheets. tossing and turning but nothing had seemed to work. there was one thing and one thing only that ran through my mind. that almost kiss and him.
my phone screen lit up my dark room, making me roll over and hesitantly grab the phone. there were multiple missed calls and messages from him.
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about to play the first message, i exit out the app and throw the phone on the floor. standing up to catch my breath and placing in my room i hear the door. what seemed like a faint knock only for it to be a bit louder. wiping my eyes, i walk out of my room and towards the front door.
"who is it?" i say clearing my throat as i start to unlock and open the door. "yes? how can i help you- chris?" i say in a very hushed tone. "what are you doing here?" "i wanted to see you, why did you leave? was it something i did?"
"chris, you shouldn't be here" "i know but i want to know why you left, did i make you uncomfortable?" i shoved my hands in my pajama pockets as i take a step back making chris step towards me. "chris please" i beg, as i feel everything inside me tear apart.
"just answer my question please and i'll go. i promise, i just need to know" he said in an almost whisper that rang around my head.
my hands stayed in my pockets; his were at his sides. we weren't touching, not really. i had the sudden, sharp memory of the way his fingers had brushed against mine a few hours before. he bent his face down to my shoulder, his breath slipping through three layers of cloth to warm the skin there.
one of his fingers hooked at the strings of my pajamas and inched me just that tiny bit closer. his nose skimmed up my throat, along my cheek, and i saw none of it. i squeezed my eyes shut as his forehead finally came to rest against mine.
"look at me."
"don't do this," i whispered.
"i don't know what's wrong with me," he breathed out. "i feel like, i feel like i'm losing my damn mind, like your face has been carved into my heart, and i don't remember when, and i don't understand why, but the scar is there, and i can't get it to heal. it won't go. i can't make it fade. and you won't even look at me."
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ilovehugslikealotalot · 9 months
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The New Arrival (Series)
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Alcina Dimitrescu x fem!reader
(Not my gif)
It seems as though y/n has an…admirer?
┌───── •✧✧• ─────┐ Admirer from Afar └───── •✧✧• ─────┘
WARNING: 18+ MINORS DO NOT ENGAGE fluff, angst, smut
Part 2
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She still wasn’t talking and Melina truly didn’t know how to communicate with y/n. She’d only ever heard the girl say two words, ‘thank you’. It was astonishing to Melina that y/n could get even the hardest of tasks done in mere minutes with complete perfection. The girl was always on alert and never once has she objected, she was…very obedient.
Fiona, the assistant Grand ChamberMaiden, had helped y/n communicate, somehow. She had gotten y/n to say a few more words. Though, it was quite difficult for the girl. Fiona didn’t understand why y/n was the way she was until she heard from locals about her childhood and past. Tragic, it truly was.
So, Fiona and Melina, knowing the nature of y/n’s past, acknowledging the fact that she will need assistance if the Lady of the castle were to decide to take y/n as her new… plaything.
After a week or so, y/n was getting better but still stayed silent most of the time.
Alcina, one night, came into her bedroom to see it spotless and flawlessly clean. She was taken aback, no maiden had made her room this clean before, even the month old blood stain on her white carpet was gone. She hummed in approval to herself wondering who the maiden might’ve been, it couldn’t have been an old maiden, it must’ve been the new one.
what was her name? Ah, yes, y/n..
This new maiden seemed exceptional. Though, Alcina would never admit it, she was impressed. The Lady had made the mistake of toying around with every new maiden but it was a mistake she was quite fond of. Alcina’s personal favorites were the ones who could handle scrutiny and judgment. Of course, none of them could, most just cried and stayed silent. Which was…tolerable. But soon enough, she grew tired of their company and set the women on their merry way. But, if they dared to object to Alcina’s wishes they’d be gladly turned into a barrel of wine.
The Matriarch summoned for her head maidens, phoning their rooms, she ordered them to come to her chambers immediately. “Yes, My Lady? What is it that you need?” Melina asked, bowing her head, Fiona shortly following behind her, doing the same.
“Who was assigned to clean my quarters? Last night, to be exact, while I was at that family meeting.” Alcina quite bluntly asked, applying her crimson custom lipstick as she spoke. Melina and Fiona looked at each other in slight fear, could it be that y/n had done something wrong? Or had Alcina found a new toy?
“Well…? I’m not the type of woman who repeats herself.” Alcina coaxed, placing the cap on her lipstick. She fixed her straightened hair, adjusting her well tailored suit. “It was the new maiden, y/n, Mistress” Fiona responded, eyes boring into the ground. Not daring to look at Alcina. The Countess hummed, “bring her to my quarters later” Alcina instructed, Melina’s eyes widened. Alcina couldn’t hurt her. Not like she did every other maiden in the castle. Y/n was too naive and obedient, Alcina would ruin y/n. It’d be even worse if y/n fell in love and got attached to Alcina. The poor girl wouldn’t understand.
“My Lady, I must protest. Y/n isn’t ready. She has vocal problems. You might only find her as a nuisance rather than a new plaything. She’s an incredible maiden, but maybe not for as your plaything..” Melina insisted, trying to keep Alcina from ruining y/n like she did most of the maidens in the castle. Alcina stopped her movements and placed her hands down on the edge of her vanity. “Are you…talking back to me, Miss Thornton?” Alcina seethed, the Countess scoffed and stood up lighting her cigarette. “Be happy, I feel generous today, Melina. And as for your little new maiden. You’ve taken her under your wing I see?”
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Alcina had taken Melina and Fiona’s words into consideration, maybe this new maiden would be a nuisance. But, as Alcina watched from afar she couldn’t help but gawk at the beauty that was her maiden.
Y/n went on, skillfully dusting the table lifting the objects in her way. Alcina watched from above, entranced by her movement. The Countess made a point to watch the girl, but the more she spent admiring fom afar the more Alcina wanted the woman all to herself. “Y/n, darling. Be a doll and fetch me a cigarette” The Matriarch cooed, elegantly sauntering down the stairs and sitting on her favorite lounge chair. The maiden nodded, walking away hurriedly to grab Alcina’s cigarettes and her cigarette holder.
Alcina couldn’t help but study the young girl as she moved, a slight sway in her hips. The way she gently bent down to grab something set a spark in Alcina.
Incredible indeed…
Alcina had thought, a soft hand under her chin as she smirked, the countess shamelessly looked her from head to toe. She certainly was a delicious sight to look at. The young girl looked at Alcina with wonder and curiosity. Was the Matriarch always this flirtacious?
“Oh, don’t mind me, sweet girl. I’ll just be your Admirer from Afar if that’s alright with you?” She smirked, winking at y/n with a mischevious glint in her eye.
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anneapocalypse · 9 months
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Why Vivienne Needs the Inquisition
No one 'winds up' at Court, my dear. It takes a great deal of effort to arrive there.
–Enchanter Vivienne to the Inquisitor
An ask I received (referring, I think, to something I said in this post, though I've alluded to it at other points as well):
How/why is Vivienne's position at court shakier than it seems? (Please publish this anonymously.)
Thank you for asking! I’ve wanted to write something on this subject for a while, so I appreciate the push to get it all down. It’s something I find really interesting about Vivienne, because it's something she doesn't want the Inquisitor, or anyone, to know, so it's all subtext in the game. Vivienne is a character who always holds the player character at arms' length--a bit less so when she likes them, but there is always some distance there. As such, she's a difficult character to get to know.
And while I do have some issues with the way Vivienne is handled in the game, particularly with narrative and quest design, I won’t be touching on those heavily here. For this post I want to focus on what can be determined about her motivations from the character as written.
Vivienne can be recruited to the Inquisition after the Inquisitor's first trip to Val Royeaux. Notably, she seeks out the Inquisitor's attention herself, inviting them to a gala at the Duke of Ghislain's estate, and also notably, once recruited she will not leave the Inquisition and cannot be forced to leave, no matter how low her approval of the Inquisitor. This is also something I have seen people question: why can't you kick Vivienne out, and why won't she simply leave if she disapproves of your choices? I hope this post will answer that question as well.
The most critical aspect of Vivienne's character to understand, I think, is that she has no stable institutional power. She is not a noble. She has no familial connections of the sort that can help even a mage to keep their head above water. She is a woman who was taken from her family at a young age and raised in an institution, and who has used all her wit and charisma to make the very best of that situation for herself.
Vivienne's position as First Enchanter of Montsimmard is mostly an achievement within the Circle itself. Montsimmard itself, however, was also a stepping stone to influence outside the Circle. Personally, I think the fact that Vivienne declined to join any fraternity when she became a full Enchanter, a shocking move at the time, indicates that she held ambitions outside the Circle from a young age. And Montsimmard was the perfect proving ground for her, a major Orlesian city whose ruling family maintain close relations with the Circle. In The Masked Empire, the Marquise de Montsimmard boasts about dining at the Circle, and she and her husband wear masks adorned with lyrium crystals which we are told were a gift from the First Enchanter. It seems likely, though not confirmed, that this was Vivienne herself.
(Incidentally, it is a real shame that Vivienne’s character seems to have solidified so late in the game’s development, because in retrospect I really feel her absence in the novels. She gets a brief mention in The Masked Empire as Madame de Fer, and absolutely nothing in Asunder, which we'll come back to.)
It seems that the Montsimmard mages were called upon with some regularity to entertain the court, and this is how Vivienne first caught the attention of Duke Bastien in 9:16 Dragon. Within a year, she had moved into a suite in his estate. Her position came under attack for the next few years, but nonetheless, after a single meeting with Empress Celene in 9:20 Dragon, she became the newly-crowned Empress's Court Enchanter.
(Edited to add: It seems to be sometime after this that Vivienne became First Enchanter of Montsimmard, at "an age young enough to cause scandal," though the date is never confirmed that I can find. Incidentally, as @shrovetidecat brought to my attention in the notes, Fiona is also supposed to have been Grand Enchanter of Montsimmard, which given that may be a lore inconsistency, unless Vivienne is only meant to have taken the position after Fiona rose to Grand Enchanter—and I'm not sure why a 40-year-old First Enchanter would be scandalous.)
By the time she meets the Inquisitor, she is likely somewhere in her 40s, and has been the Enchanter to the Imperial Court and the Mistress to the Duke de Ghislain for twenty years. She regularly mingles with the court and has built a practically unprecedented influence for herself in Orlesian high society.
And it's all about to fall apart, for three critical reasons.
First, the obvious: the mage rebellion. One cannot be First Enchanter of a Circle that no longer exists, though Vivienne certainly tries. A majority of mages, even if by a razor-thin margin, have declared that they do not recognize the Circle's authority—and therefore Vivienne's authority as a loyal Enchanter within that system.
I think Vivienne's dialogue with the Inquisitor and her remarks if taken to Redcliffe reveal a deep frustration and resentment of Grand Enchanter Fiona, who called for the vote to leave the Circle and now leads the rebel mages. Vivienne of course handles this in the manner to which she is accustomed, the culture of the Imperial Court, in which trading in verbal jabs and barely-veiled insults is a standard matter of social one-upsmanship. Outside of that environment, she comes across as petty and rude, which is an interesting point of characterization in itself: Vivienne has thrived in the court environment, but she does seem to have a bit of trouble adapting her manner to different circumstances, where that sort of thing might not benefit her. But what she's trying to do is frame herself before the Inquisitor as the reasonable and respectable mage, and Fiona as misguided and pitiable. How well this goes for her, of course, depends on who the Inquisitor is. But the effort itself kind of reveals the shaky ground she's standing on.
In her dialogue with the Inquisitor, Vivienne claims that as the rebel mages follow Fiona, the loyal mages follow her. But where are these loyal mages? There's maybe one or two mages we meet in the game (Enchanter Ellendra comes to mind) who seem to respect Vivienne's word. But if the loyal mages look to her as a leader, why is Ellendra alone in a cave in the Hinterlands to begin with? Why doesn't Vivienne bring a group of these loyal mages with her to Skyhold?
I think it's because Vivienne doesn't truly have followers among the mages, the way Fiona does. This is the story she's telling the Inquisitor, to capitalize on the idea that the rebel position is not a consensus, and also that she still has influence among a significant number of mages. The truth is, she doesn't. She’s spent most of her life courting influence outside the Circle, not in it. She has presided over a Circle where she doesn’t even live day-to-day. I can’t imagine that has particularly endeared her to many of her fellow mages, even the ones who are loyalists or moderates.
Contrast this with Wynne, a pro-Circle Aequitarian who is deeply involved in Circle life despite undertaking sanctioned work outside the tower, and is also deeply involved in the events leading up to the vote for independence. Whatever the Doylist reasons for Vivienne's absense from Asunder, the fact remains: she's just not there. She has no presence in the events leading up to the rebellion. When speaking critically of Fiona's vote, she discusses it in the context of Anders' attack on the Kirkwall Chantry, and says nothing of the circumstances surrounding Fiona's push for a vote—not the revelations about Tranquility, not the conclave (no not that Conclave, the conclave of mages at which Fiona called for the vote for independence), not the subsequent massacre by the templars and the remaining mages' decision to stand and fight. And perhaps most notably, no one mentions Vivienne, positively or negatively, during the events of Asunder. Not once. We are left with the conclusion that Vivienne is simply not heavily involved in Circle politics, no matter what impression she may wish to give the Inquisitor. Her influence does not lie within the Circle.
And I think Vivienne knows this, and realizes that it's suddenly become a big problem for her.
The second big problem is Morrigan.
Vivienne has had the favor of the Empress herself for twenty years. She has, by others' accounts, managed to turn the position of Court Enchanter from "little more than court jester" to a position of influence and respect. And then the Grand Duke attempts a coup, and the Empress's elven lover runs away with a dangerous secret, and suddenly the Empress is enlisting the services of some unwashed swamp witch while Vivienne is standing right there!
Like I cannot overstate what a absolutely galling slap in the face it would be to Vivienne that even as she is attempting to uphold the legitimacy of the Circle and thus of her own authority within it, Celene effectively creates the "Arcane Advisor" position as "Court Mage 2: Apostate Boogaloo" just so she can get advice on non-Circle-approved magics. Advice that Vivienne could not give even if she wanted to, even if the Empress asked, because she has no knowledge of eluvians and ancient elven magic.
Both Dorian and Cole needle Vivienne about her jealousy of Morrigan, and I think quite accurately, no matter how quick Vivienne is to deny it.
Her influence over the Empress is fast eroding. She has been replaced in all but name.
And the third and most personal big problem is Bastien's illness.
Vivienne has enjoyed a romance with one of the empire's most influential nobles for twenty years. She has lived in his home and been on good terms with his wife until her passing. Her influence in the Imperial Court owes a lot to Bastien's affections. Bastien is not only a Duke but a member of the Council of Heralds, the political body responsible for overseeing matters of titles and inheritance in Orlais. They are quite literally the most powerful group in the country; even the Empress rules at their favor, without which she would never have gained the throne in the first place.
And now Bastien is dying, something Vivienne takes care not to mention to the Inquisitor at first. It's not until after the ball at the Winter Palace that Vivienne asks the Inquisitor for help with her potion in a last-ditch attempt to prolong his life—and even then she does not reveal her true purpose until after the Inquisitor has returned with the wyvern's heart. And while it's possible to interpret multiple ways, I personally believe from her response to his death that she did care for Bastien. She didn't need to bring the Inquisitor to his deathbed at all, if she wanted to continue concealing his illness, something she's taken care to do up until that point. It bespeaks a measure of trust that she allows the Inquisitor to see her so—in her grief, as well as in her loss of position.
Because Bastien's death is a terrible loss for Vivienne socially as well as personally. Bastien's son will inherit his estate, and whether Vivienne is allowed to go on living there will be entirely at his discretion. Perhaps he will permit her to stay, but she cannot count upon his grace, nor upon the protection she enjoyed with Bastien any longer; and furthermore if she is allowed to stay, it will be a favor to her, making her beholden rather than granting her greater influence. She won't have the dignity of being Bastien's widow; she is his mistress, and respected as that position may be in the Orlesian court, it gives her no true claim to his family.
Vivienne is about to lose everything she has built for herself.
Without Bastien, without Celene, she will be left with… what? The position of First Enchanter to a Circle that no longer exists? If her own best-case scenario occurs and the rebellion is halted and the Circles are reinstated, then she still loses all the freedom she has gained and is forced to return to a Circle tower herself—a sphere in which, as previously discussed, she holds less influence than she would like the Inquisitor to believe. Even if she remains First Enchanter, it's hard to see this as anything but a massive step down in the social hierarchy, the beginning of a long slide into what the Fade reveals as her greatest fear: irrelevance.
It's a humiliation that Vivienne cannot bear.
This is why she won't leave the Inquisition, no matter how much she may despise the Inquisitor. Vivienne needs the Inquisition far more than she lets on. This even puts the petty low-approval furniture-moving scene into context. Yes, she’s doing it to snub the Inquisitor, but that doesn’t actually gain her anything. I think it’s deeper than that. The Inquisition was Vivienne’s fallback plan, and it’s not going well. The Inquisitor is making her look bad, she is finding no avenue to further advancement here, but she can’t leave. So, her response is to try to reclaim some sense of control over her life, asserting a kind of power she had at Bastien’s estate and was likely denied in the Circle: control over her own space.
Even if Bastien were to live a bit longer, Vivienne really has nowhere higher she can climb in the Imperial Court. She can't become a noble herself. She can't marry Bastien, or any other noble for that matter, because she is a mage. And I'm sure she's highly aware of this fact. Bastien is several years a widower himself; it is not his former marriage that prevents him from marrying her, now. It is her status as a mage which bars her from entering a noble family, legally, socially, politically. That Bastien never seems to have raised the question at all speaks to the fact that no matter how much he may have stuck his neck out for Vivienne, there was a line even he was not interested in crossing.
So where does she have to go from here?
Along comes the nascent Inquisition. Shaking things up. If any organization could rattle the gilded walls of the Chantry, it's this one.
Why not take a stab at the Chantry, at this point? What does she have to lose?
It didn’t really sink in for me for several playthroughs because she isn't wearing cleric's garb, but Bastien's sister Marcelline, who visits Skyhold after his death with Bastien’s son? She's a grand cleric. One of the surviving grand clerics who will decide the next Divine. Vivienne involves the Inquisitor in her plan to save Bastien, a plan she likely knows will fail—but she puts in the effort. She then introduces the Inquisitor to Grand Cleric Marcelline, having told her how the Inquisitor came to her aid. Marcelline expresses gratitude: “Madame de Fer has told us what great trials you faced, trying to save my poor brother’s life.” Bastien’s son Laurent is a powerful ally in his own right, now a member of the Council of Heralds, but also likely the one who will decide whether Vivienne keeps her suite in the Ghislain estate.
And if the conversation goes well, Vivienne tells the Inquisitor that it was "quite the triumph." If the Inquisitor expresses confusion, she patiently explains the influence that both Laurent and Marcelline wield, and that they have now secured the trust of both. If Vivienne becomes Divine, Marcelline’s favor no doubt goes a long way in getting her there.
Of course Vivienne will continue to take a conservative position on the mage question. A mage looking to insinuate herself into the Chantry hierarchy would have to, just as a mage seeking the freedom to consort with the court would have to. In the same way that a Hawke with aspirations of seizing the vacant seat of Kirkwall's Viscount must side with the templars at the end to show the nobility that they represent stability and order, the Chantry's first mage cleric must be pro-Circle, pro-templar, conservative to the bone. Vivienne seems to recognize this as far more important than actually appearing devout. It's also fascinating to me how little she bothers to make any pretense of a personal faith, instead always discussing the Chantry as an important social institution and political body. And this attitude doesn't seem to impede her chances at the Sunburst Throne very much, no more so than being a mage already would.
Vivienne knows exactly what she's doing. She always has.
Vivienne comes to the Inquisition seeking power and influence in the Chantry because her position among the nobility is falling apart. Whether she comes in with the intention to reach for the Sunburst throne itself is debatable, and I personally think it might have been the intent that she does have that ambition but seeks to let the Inquisitor think it was their own idea, though I'm iffy on how successful that is if it was the intent. Nonetheless, I do believe that Vivienne comes to the Inquisition with the intent to seek influence within the Chantry, realizing that the recent upheaval may offer her a unique opportunity to do so. And depending on how closely the Inquisitor aligns with her goals, she may succeed quite dramatically.
References
Codex Entry: Madame de Fer
Talking with Vivienne at Haven and Skyhold
Vivienne's high disapproval scene
After Bastien's death
Banter with Cole
Banter with Dorian
The World of Thedas vol. 2, pp. 235-239 (hardcover edition)
Dragon Age: The Masked Empire, p. 31 (paperback edition)
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daffi-990 · 3 months
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Fuck it Friday
Tagged by @jamespearce9-1-1 @jeeyuns & @try-set-me-on-fire.
Thanks for the tags! And thank you to everyone for the Wednesday tag .. consider this my wip Wednesday as well 😅
So pretty much all of you guessed correctly in the last snippet of Rival Firefighters 🚒 in regards to what Bobby wanted to talk to Eddie about sooooo … here you go!
“Grab a seat Eddie, I’ll be right with you.”
Eddie sinks into the chair and begins twiddling his thumbs, eyes roaming around the office as he wait for Bobby to finish up. He’s been in the office before on his first day at the 118 which seems like so long ago now. He can’t believe it’s only been two months.
Bobby finishes writing and sets his pen down.
“I know you already have a station and that you’ve been there for a year now, but I saw how easily you fit in here, like you’ve been with us for years.” Bobby says, hands folded on the desk in front of him.
“You’re good people. Good firefighters.” Eddie internally cringes at himself but he doesn’t know what else to say.
An amused grin lifts the corner of Bobby’s mouth, eyes crinkling with laughter that he’s holding back. Eddie’s grateful.
“You’re good people too, Eddie. A good firefighter who encourages those around you to strive to be better. Not only at their jobs, but in all areas.”
Eddie’s not sure he agrees with that. The only person he thinks he’s made an impact on is — “You’re talking about Buck.”
“I’m talking about Buck.”
A fond smile crosses Bobby’s face, one Eddie recognises as he too also wears it whenever he’s talking about Chris. He learnt pretty early on in his friendship with Buck that he and his Captain were close, a kind of pseudo father son relationship. It’s nice to see it goes both ways and it’s not just all on Buck’s side.
“You bring out the best in each other and work together with an efficiency I’ve only seen in partners who have been together for months, years even.” Eddie knows he and Buck work well together but hearing it from Bobby is like getting an official tick of approval. “You’re good for him and this team, and I think we’re good for you. So if it’s something you’d be interested in, I’d like you to be a part of the 118 family. Permanently.” He picks up the form he was filling out when Eddie came in and hands it over to him.
Transfer Request. Everything is filled out, all Eddie needs to do is sign. He feels like he may be in shock. Just a little bit. Staying with the 118 is what he wants and it’s being offered up to him on a silver platter.
“You-you want me to stay?” Eddie asks in disbelief. This can’t be happening. It’s too good to be true.
“Yes, Eddie, I want you to stay. We all do.”
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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years
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hi can i request a lip fic where reader finds out she’s pregnant with lips baby and how he would react to that? thank you!
Yes!!! Such a good concept (yes I realize the gif is from the bear but look at him- gracious god)
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"You're joking right?" Lip asks, taking a puff of the cigarette between his fingertips as he throws his legs over the side of the bed, turning to throw me a sideways glance over his shoulder. My heart pounds painfully as I clutch the sheets to my chest, biting at my lip and I send him a small shake of my head.
He looks down and I panic, wondering that this will be it, the end of our relationship and the end of our friendship. It's not like we both didn't realize this could've happened- he's very neglectful in the realm of protection but, then again, so am I. We never really worried because we never really did much thinking when it came to sex.
His lips part as if he's going to say something but he just takes another drag, holding the smoke in his lungs before forcing it out. His brows furrow gently, his eyes portraying all of the emotion that he's not communicating; fear, disappointment, but also a sense of gentleness. He's not angry- no and maybe he's not even shocked.
"What're we gonna do?" He asks and there's something about him using the phrase 'we' instead of 'you', and the look in his eyes tells me all I need to know.
"I have a good job. I have my own apartment, in a good neighborhood- sure it's a little small but..." I trail off, his gaze shifting a bit to something soft and eager rather than anything resembling disappointment.
"I'll be a shit dad." He laughs but my eyes roll almost instinctively to his self depreciation. I know that he's never had a good father figure and there's no reason for me to think that he would be a good father but maybe he will be simply out of spiting Frank and sticking around, trying his best.
"Debatable." I snort, pulling the sheets off of me and crawling closer to him. He watches me with curious eyes as I settle my head in his lap, his eyes wandering lower than they should. I reach up, placing my hand on his cheek as I guide his gaze back to mine. "Already a good daddy as it is. Just adding a new title to it, yeah?"
"Shut the fuck up." He chuckles sheepishly, cheeks blushing vividly. His hand settles on my lower stomach, thumb rubbing small circles below my belly button as I smile softly up at him, all of my anxiety dissipating at his calmness.
"You're not mad?" I double check and he's quick to shake his head.
"Nah. It's not like we were exactly careful." He laughs, my grin growing at the toothy girl that spreads across his cheeks. "Plus, I think Fiona will be happy cuz it means she can keep you." He teases, knowing how much Fiona loves me and I think back to all the comments she's made about wanting Lip to 'knock me up already so she can be an aunt'.
"Do you wanna keep me?" I ask, gazing up at him through my lashes.
"Debatable." He mocks, pinching my hip as I squeal, inching away from him but he doesn't let me leave, holding me tightly to him as he glances down at the burning cigarette that's still lit between his fingers. "Should probably put this out then, yeah?" He mutters sheepishly, leaning over me to dab the lit end against the ashtray beside his bed.
There's a sense of pride that swims in my chest, my heart aching but in a different way, happy tears flooding my eyes at his approval. He shifts suddenly, standing up beside the bed as he grabs me by the ankles, pulling me to the edge of the bed before sliding down on top of me, cupping my cheeks sweetly as my head spins.
"Alright, mommy-to-be, we should probably enjoy our alone time while we've got it."
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jmoonjones · 8 months
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It's Valkyrie Week!! @officialvalkyrieweek
Day 1: Training
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Happy Valkyrie Week! Day 1: Training (montage)! Cassian motivates Nesta up the rope with promises of a reward 😏
Emerie and Gwyn practice agility on the massive Wipeout course built by the boys 📍📍📍
For the comfort of the priestesses, Az asks the shadowbabies to demonstrate a good left hook. This is some Fiona Apple-approved shadowboxing 🥊 
(I had this whole Fight Club sideplot for the shadows but it got too silly)
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krotiation · 2 months
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I can’t stop thinking about the parallels between Angel and Rhys
Not only were both of them pretty damn young, Rhys being closer to Angel’s age than Jack’s, but they also used to seek some type of validation from Jack – Angel wanting her father’s love and attention and Rhys wanting his hero’s approval and praise
And Jack used that among other reasons to control them, starting off with promises to have their backs and telling them they’re a “team”
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Before he isolated them, continuing to keep Angel locked up (not just “for her own safety” but also for everyone else’s, essentially telling her she’s a danger and that if anything were to happen it would be her and Jack’s fault) and convincing Rhys he couldn’t trust Fiona and co unless he wanted to end up dead or screwed over
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Until they eventually tried to break free from Jack which he responded to by attempting to guilt trip them
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Both of them also just went through a lot of pain just to get away from Jack; Angel literally asked you to help her commit suicide, screaming in agony as you destroyed the injectors to kill her. Rhys ripped all his cybernetics out, clearly in pain and almost dying from blood loss afterwards
And Jack’s reaction to all of this was very similar as well. He literally pleads with them to stop yet still not acknowledging his own wrongs, telling Angel that he will forgive her, once again deflecting all accountability onto her
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In Rhys' case Jack begs for his life which is really interesting because when he is about to die in bl2 he doesn’t. Instead he goes on a long, angry rant spitting insults and yelling until you kill him
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Jack is naturally manipulative, sure, but the way he manipulates his enemies vs the people close to him is so different and I feel like Angel and Rhys being treated similarly despite having very different relationships with him shows that 1) yes, Jack actually did care for Rhys somewhat and he really did consider his rejection a deep betrayal and 2) history always repeated itself for Jack and he never wanted to acknowledge it. Instead, he tried to reel them back into his control by making them out to be the bad guys
Basically, I’m insane and I would give anything to see Rhys and Angel interact and talk about their experiences with Jack. Also, they both have chair related trauma. Chair-ed trauma, if you will
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thegettingbyp2 · 2 years
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Screw What Your Family Thinks
Lip Gallagher x reader
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‘We don’t want you seeing him anymore, (Y/N).’
‘What do you mean?’ I asked incredulously. I’ve known for a while that my parents don’t approve of my boyfriend but I never thought that they would go as far as telling me to break up with him. My family was the complete opposite to the Gallaghers; I had an 11pm curfew and lived in the North side of Chicago whilst Lip lived on the South side - that alone was enough for my parents to disapprove.
‘Exactly what we said. (Y/N), we’ve let you have your fun, try to rebel by dating someone like him but it’s time to come back to the real world. You’ve got college to think about now so you’re not even going to be here half the time.’
‘Lip wants to go to college too! We could go to the same one!’
‘The college that Lip will end up in will be the Chicago community college, you know this darling,’ my mum said, trying to sound reasonable.
‘No, mum, Lip’s smart, smarter than me! He could go to any college he,’
‘Enough (Y/N)!’ My dad said, raising his voice as he put the newspaper down on the kitchen table, ‘we’ve told you we don’t want you seeing him anymore and that’s that. After breakfast you can go to see him to tell him that it’s over and then you come right back here, okay?’
I opened my mouth to reply but no words came out through the lump that had formed in my throat. Instead, I looked back down at my lap, got up from the table and stormed upstairs, grabbing my shoes to head over to Lip’s.
I knocked on the door to the Gallagher house and waited for someone to open the door. I used the time to quickly wipe the tears from under my eyes and compose myself. I could hear yelling through the door that came with the Gallagher’s getting ready in the morning and I let a small smile onto my face; I was going to miss this. The door swung open to reveal Carl standing in the doorway with a helmet on his head.
‘(Y/N),’ he exclaimed, rushing into me to give me a hug.
‘Hey Carl,’ I laughed, patting the top of his head, ‘what’s this for?’
‘I got on the soccer team, gotta break the helmet in,’ he said grinning, making me laugh when I saw how excited he was.
‘(Y/N), hey,’ Fiona said as she rushed through the house, grabbing her coat, ‘Lip’s upstairs in his room, sorry I gotta go, I’m already late. No burning the house down,’ she said, shoving Carl’s head lightly before heading out the door.
I made my way up the stairs and knocked gently on the door to Lip’s bedroom before poking my head in. ‘Hi,’ I said softly when I saw him sitting on his bed.
‘Hey,’ he said, standing up to give me a kiss. I immediately felt myself melt into the kiss as my lips parted to let him deepen the kiss. My hands bunched in his blue zipper hoodie, never wanting to let him go. I felt the tears prick at my eyes when I remembered why I was here and my breath hitched against his lips. ‘What’s wrong?’ he asked when he noticed the tear falling from my eye, brushing it away with his thumb.
‘We shouldn’t see each other anymore,’ I said quietly. For a moment I didn’t think he heard me due to the silence that followed. I looked up at him to see a frown on his face, his mouth open slightly.
‘What do you mean we shouldn’t see each other anymore? (Y/N) what brought this on?’ he asked, sounding confused which broke my heart even more. I gently pushed him to sit back on his bed and he fell down straight away and I moved to sit next to him.
‘I just think that we’ve drifted apart,’ I said half-heartedly, a sob making its way up my throat.
‘Bullshit. What’s the real reason,’ Lip scoffed, moving off the bed to kneel in front of me when he saw that I was crying harder, he put one hand on my thigh to keep his balance and the other on my cheek, ‘hey, look at me,’ he said gently, tilting my head lightly so I was looking at him, ‘you don’t want this baby, what’s happened between last night and now?’
It was in that moment that I felt myself break down as I flung my arms around his neck and let my tears fall freely. I nuzzled into his neck, breathing in the scent that I could only ever identify with Lip. His arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly against him as I let myself slide off of the bed and into his lap, trying to make myself as small as I could. ‘I’m sorry,’ I said quietly when I felt my tears subside slightly.
‘Why are you sorry? (Y/N), just tell me what’s going on, you’re starting to scare me,’ Lip said, pulling back to look at me again. So, I sat and told him about the conversation I had had with my parents that morning. When I had finished talking, I looked back up at him and felt my heart shatter all over again when I saw a look of understanding in his eyes. He looked back down at me and his face softened.
‘Do you love me?’
‘Lip, I,’
‘Do you love me?’
‘Yes.’
When I replied, relief flooded his eyes and he kissed the top of my head, ‘in that case, screw what your family think (Y/N). We’ve known since the start that they were never going to approve of me but that doesn’t matter. You can’t let your family decide who you should be with, the only thing that matters is that you’re happy. Now you happy with me?’ he said, smirking as he brought his face closer to mine.
‘Yes,’ I said straight away, a smile making its way to my face.
‘Then that’s all that matters.’ He said lovely, ducking his head to capture my lips with his.
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m4ndysk4nkovich · 3 months
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I don't recall it being mentioned on the show, but what do you think young Ian's, Mickey's and Debbie's gay awakening would be?
well, ian’s awakening was mentioned twice, and it was justin timberlake (which i find to be hilarious). it’s one of those things where the writers can’t keep the character’s ages straight but they can remember shit like young ian’s justin timberlake obsession. i imagine that fiona was into nsync as a teenager, and that subsequently made ian kind of a fan of nsync also😭 i wholeheartedly believe that in that magazine we saw lip find in season 1 were pictures of justin timberlake.
mickey is a little harder because i genuinely do not know. it would be super cute if his awakening had been ian when they were kids (threatening to stab ian because the poor kid asked for a pencil back in the third grade), but i feel like the fact that he didn’t remember ian playing little league with him makes me rule that out. if anything, the awakening in question wasn’t really him being like “holy shit i like dick” it was more that he had seen his brothers with girls and had tried being with girls, but he never felt anything. we know that something happened with him and karen, and how could we forget about angie zago? he probably just tried to have sex with girls and realized he didn’t really get anything out of it, but he refused to admit he was gay, so he acted like he just thought love was stupid (i remember he used to have a poster that said something like “fuck love” back in season 1).
with debbie, we technically witnessed her “gay awakening”, except you couldn’t pay me enough to say that alexandra was debbie’s gay awakening. no fucking way. my personal belief is that holly herkimer was debbie’s gay awakening. you know, her friend on-and-off for the first five seasons? holly wasn’t great, she was a bad influence and ultimately fucked debbie up even more- but i still believe that debbie had a crush on her. debbie was mesmerized by holly, desperately wanted holly’s approval and attention, and basically did whatever she told her to. i just feel like there was more than just admiration there, holly was her first crush. but much like mickey, there were little signs like her deteste for porn (canon) and confusion surrounding liking boys.
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thatbitchyoulivewith · 5 months
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I noticed something when I saw the ed for Spy x Family Season 2. I kept putting it to the back of my mind because I assumed that I didn't find it. But with each new episode I would always look. But no matter how many times I watched the ed I still couldn't find it. What am I talking about? The grenade pin of course!
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Take a look, the grenade pin can be found during this entire segment until Yuri shows up. In this first part, it's next to Anya. The second, it's next to Emile. Third, next to Fiona. And in the fourth part, the grenade pin is no where to be found. Probably due to Yuri's hatred towards Loid for "stealing" Yor. Yuri wants Loid and Yor to divorce, even though he is no longer explicitly stating it. The absence of the grenade pin is most likely because of Yuri's refusal to acknowlege Loid and Yor's marriage. Now you may be wondering, "Well if that's the case, then why is the grenade pin present with Becky and Fiona?" Despite both of them having a crush on Loid, Becky actually respects Yor and states that she wants to be strong like her (even if that's because she thinks she'll then have a chance at getting with Loid). As for Fiona, despite her hating Yor and knowing that the marraige is fake, she still ackowleges the fact that Loid and Yor are TECHNICALLY married. And unlike Yuri, who refuses to see any development between Loid and Yor, Fiona sees it. She sees it all. She hates it, but she sees it. A part of Yuri knows that Yor cares about the Forgers, but his sister complex refuses to accept it. He stopped telling Yor to divorce Loid when he saw how determined she was to learn how to cook for Loid and Anya. Despite this, he still doesn't approve of their marriage. And that's probably the reason why the grenade pin is seen with Fiona but not Yuri.
Sorry this turned out so long, I just had a lot of thoughts on this.
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An (incredibly long) "I want"-style song dedicated to the most unruly of trios: John Lennon, Paul McCartney, and George Harrison.
The setting is the late 50's – it's deliberately a bit of a mish-mash :-)
Lyrics below the cut!
John: Green Paul: Blue George: Purple P&G: Pink J&P: Red JP&G: Neutral Liverpool gave up on me the first day of preschool Teachers called me unruly cause I don't suffer fools And my aunt who says she can't believe I’d throw it all away Quarrybank, that school for cranks suspended me the other day
All those lads who quit this band to learn a proper trade Think that I don't understand the facts of getting paid But you both see, It's them not me, it's us and this here prophecy
Do you see us five years on – well Maybe three, that's sort of long As they're writhing for our songs And “Your group's on now, John "
Earning some preposterous wage Free of this less-town-more-cage As we enter center-stage In our gold disk age
And the birds will have to queue For a single peck at you Then, emboldened by the view Watch them molt on cue
And all we need is not to quit, They'll call us Great Britain's Newest stars, brand new guitars, guaranteed not to split
Picture us: the favourite band With a record deal in hand Going deaf from screaming fans As per my new masterplan
Where we going, fellas? Where we going? Where we going, fellas? Where we going? (To the topper-most of popper-most of popper, to the topper) To the toppermost of the poppermost!
I hear music in my head Wherever I go It's like it's bursting out my soul It's something I cannot control
Every night When I get home I watch dad roll his eyes "Heard of this thing called a comb? " I sigh as he implies That mum would be So unhappy and so disappointed in me
Meanwhile I can't drop this tune However inopportune There's a decade dawning soon Shooting for the moon
And John may seem unreasonable But his dream is feasible Sometimes yes, guess he's a gull I'll appease him though
And then I see how for we're come Joined, we're greater than our sum See, the rhythm's in the strum Of the guitars and then some
Playing my part in your vision, I'll Grab a pen, so much to discover Let's produce another Lennon-McCartney original
For the day he and John met And Yes George, I didn't forget! We become a matching set Writing tete-a-tete
Where we going, Johnny? Where we going? Where we going, Johnny? Where we going? (To the topper-most of popper-most of popper, to the toppermost) And where do I fit in? And when do I come in? Is there a spot for me at the To the toppermost of the poppermost!
I'm the youngest, there's no day when they let me forget But the part Paul will not say: I'm their safest bet See the fact is they don’t practice systematically like me I know my chord charts, strings, fretboard, parts of my soul, sorted by key.
Still the world is their playground And I am watching from the fence I can't yet jump with confidence But mum taught me about patience
I still feel Julia's arms around me every time I play What would my mum say? (She tells me) Anything I set my mind to  (She taught me everything) The heights I'll climb to (She wanted everything) My time soon Anything to prove I'm worth it (Wouldn’t approve) Move the earth, they'll learn…
I had to learn to be the only one believing in me And ever since she's gone, I can hardly stand it (Mum says I can stand it) No one understanding (Don’t quite understand it) The thing she saw in me
And dad, he just wants me to be practical She’d call me her rebel without applause and tell me Just keep making noise, always play in your own key I will wait patiently He may believe in me but not my choice They will have no choice but to love me
Where we going fellas? Where we going? To the toppermost of the poppermost!
Liverpool has no idea what’s coming Liverpool will never be the same They’ll put up posters of us Like on this truck John, that’s a bus! Put your glasses on, Jesus! And dad will be non-plussed when Walking down the street he’ll see John (John), Paul, George (George) of the… Johnny and the Moondogs… What! Definitely not. The Shoes! The Quarrymen… Nononononono, JaPaGe3!
Insert band name here.
Liverpool has no idea what’s coming Liverpool will never be the same When they all see us one as three the blasphemous song trinity.
Everybody’s bitching Where’s that old ambition That got you essay prizes and into the institute? I’m not a delinquent I’ve just been rethinking No one realizes I’m still just as resolute Just keep making noise Always play in your own key They will have no choice But to love me
Anything I set my mind to The heights I’ll climb to My time soon Anything to prove I’m worth it Move the earth They’ll learn from me.
Where we going, fellas? Where we going? Where we going, Johnny? Where we going, fellas? Where we going? (To the topper-most of popper-most of popper, to the topper) And where do I fit in and when do I come in? Toppermost of the poppermost.
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Inspiration Saturday
tagged by @disasterbuckdiaz
I’m choosing to amuse myself today with this snippet of The Lost and The Found. A chapter full of back story and this particular bit was inspired by my memory of this gem
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He watches Bobby Nash as he grows. He likes the kid. Bobby’s kind and funny, more outgoing than his father, an excellent student and popular all rounder. He’s practically a local celebrity, Ravi’s frozen his arse off countless times watching him win and lose with equal grace as Captain of the ice hockey team from the time he was 15 and he’d cheered him on during his slightly eccentric and brief stint as a ice skater too. It gave him great joy to shamelessly encourage Bobby with that particular hobby, much to Rob Nash’s exasperation. Captain Nash could never quite get his head around it but he tried to be supportive regardless. Sometimes Ravi would catch him frowning at the number of sequins on some of Bobby's costumes but no one ever suspected who was behind it. The kid looked good in glitter, what could he say, the hair however was not Ravi approved.
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IDV Men and their Love Languages pt.1
Lucky Guy
If one were to ask Lucky what his love language is, he wouldn’t know. He hasn’t had much of an opportunity to show or receive any type of love throughout his life. That being said, an embarrassed, but happy, blush will appear anytime anyone praises him. Every “good job.” He gets after a match leaves him stuttering out a soft “thanks” and avoiding eye contact. These Words of Affirmation, however, always make him feel appreciated.
-Lucky has been stuck in the Manor for a long time
-He hasn’t really complained, since there isn’t much for him back in the ‘real’ world
-plus, he got to meet you
-Your first match together, he showed you the ropes, and made a habit of commending you each time you did well
-You’re able to observe that he acts this way with most people
-he’s on no one’s bad side. 
-Even the hunters like him for how generally sweet he is
-You get close to him through these words of praise. Every time he manages an impressive feat, you make sure to find him to express your compliments and to watch his face go red
-Though, from you, he gets a lot more used to it
-And, eventually, you have to admit you fell for him, all of him
-It’s been a long time since you joined the survivors at the Manor, and you became close with Lucky in that time, but never expressed your desire to become more than friends. 
-During a certain match, you’ve managed to evade the hunter for the majority of the game
-You noticed early on when Lucky let you all know that the hunter was near him, and as far as you knew, that fact hadn’t changed. 
-You’re peacefully decoding when the priestess calls upon you to help her bridge a connection across the map. You comply, standing by the nearby wall and allowing Fiona to complete her skill, suddenly, you notice Lucky’s status marker go down to half-health
-And suddenly, he’s right next to you, now incapacitated
-As the portal dissipates, you begin to heal him up
-When he’s back to full health, you take hold of his wrist before he leaves to find a different cipher
-“You’re doing great!” You say, watching as he instantly becomes bashful, “You’ve got this, I love you!”
-He’s shocked! You… do? Through his dazed demeanor, he manages a strong “I love you, too!” And runs off
-Both to hide his embarrassment, and to win, for you!
Servais Le Roy
Again, with a lot of thinking, Servais’ love language is Words of Affirmation. For someone like him who is cunning and enjoys being the focus of the crowd, words of affirmation are a powerful way to make him feel valued. When he performs for you, be sure to acknowledge his talent and skills.
-Servais has spent most of his life pushing towards his goal of becoming a great magician
-Getting to the point where he believes that he can be the creator of the perfect, genuine magic trick
-Often he attempts to create a new trick and will perform for a test or for approval, if he believes the trick is worthy of an audience
-You’re the first he goes to, sometimes just to show you what he’s been working on
-He thrives off of the encouragement you give him
-If you happen to see a part of his trick that he displays, tell him
-he’s grateful to have the true audience outlook from you, plus, he’ll praise you for your “good eye”
-If he ever puts on a big performance, he’ll expect a critique from you at the end
-"Wow, that was incredible! You nailed it, and everyone loved it. I'm so proud of you for putting yourself out there and sharing your talent with everyone."
-If you said something like that to him, he’d melt, he’s head-over-heels, and will not hesitate to reciprocate your expressive words with how much he appreciates you as well!
Kurt Frank
As an avid reader, and a creative spirit, Kurt’s love language is gift giving! There are many things he loves to give: stories formulated by his own mind, small treasures found on each of his “adventures,” even the books he holds most precious will become a gift for the one he loves the most.
-Kurt asked you one day if you had a favorite book, a few days before your birthday
-You couldn’t give him an answer then
-and you had forgotten the question as you were swept away with other things to attend to
-Then, the time of your birthday arrived
-You weren’t expecting any gifts, really, save for what the “Baron” of the Manor allotted for you, which was usually some kind of decoration for your room that had to do with your skill, and of course, a letter that revealed a part of your past
-It happened to everyone, but you happened to be feeling a little down in the dumps about it
-That is, until Kurt comes along with a wrapped gift signed with your name.
-“It isn’t much,” he claimed, noting, “my resources were limited.”
-You were overjoyed that he even thought of you, much less brought you something
-You carefully tore open the wrapping.
-“Gulliver’s Travels” read the title of the book you held, one you recognized as Kurt’s favorite. 
-An addition in familiar handwriting underneath caught your eye
-“With the annotations of Kurt Frank” 
-He annotated his favorite book for you.
-Needless to say, that is the best gift you’d receive throughout your time in the manor, though he does the same for you with different books once you’ve expressed your interest.
-If you do the same for him, oh wow! He’d be on cloud nine!
-Even if it isn’t the type of book he’d normally enjoy, if it had your thoughts and feeling on the page, he’d cherish it forever
Naib Subedar
Despite his stoic look, Naib’s love language is physical touch. Naib has had so much affection to give bottled up inside him for a long time. The truth is, Naib is a romantic at heart, but has created a wall to cover his true personality. That is necessary when one works with the horrors and bloodshed Naib has had to see. Now that he’s safer, he’s not going to release his inner love until he finds the right one. One can’t forget about friends as well! Naib will have a few people he’s closely attached to, but there is something special about his lover. He’s not the type for pda until a long time into a relationship, but early on, not much is off-limits once in private. That sounds horribly inappropriate, but I mean it in the sweet way?
-It takes Naib a long time to actually confess his love for you, but in a way, it was obvious for a while
-He’s always go to you if injured during a match
-and be the first to save you when you’re in trouble
-he’s try as hard as he could not to be evident about anything, he really was
-it’s ok though, you liked to see him almost silently beg for your attention
-After he confesses and you reciprocate?
-Double, no, at least triple that.
-A quick peck on the cheek before each match, from him to you if you’re the one with the match, or you to him if he’s leaving. 
-A good morning hug when you see each other for the first time in the mornings
-that is, up until you start spending nights with him
-He’d honestly have trouble sleeping alone after the first time you sleep in the same bed together (not like that)
-It’s awkward at first, he doesn’t really know what to do
-but just guide him along, he’ll quickly gain confidence once he confirms that you really do feel the way he feels
-Every night is spent held tight in his arms
-He loves it when you run your hands up and down his back
-Or run your fingers through his hair
-Being with you, touching you, loving you feels like heaven to him
-He’s just a touch-starved, smitten boy with so much love to give
William Ellis
A boisterous man! He’s excitable and energetic at all times. Sometimes it's hard to keep up with him. Acts of Service is how he best shows and receives love! He’s the type to lend a helping hand when he notices someone in need. Thus, he has associated himself with many different types of people.
-One of William’s most often spoken phrases is “Do you need anything?”
-He means it, he’s willing to do almost anything for you
-He’s constantly saving you in matches
-is it because he loves you, or because he can’t stand decoding?
-“Why can’t it be both?” He’ll question
-It’s both
-He always makes sure you’re ok, taking extra time to patch up any more serious injuries
-or picking you up and carrying you all the way to the Infirmary if you look worse off
-ask him for a glass of water before bed, he’s practically already gotten it.
-He’ll be happy to oblige to a ‘goodnight kiss’
-Anything you ask, genuinely.
-He’ll expect the same, though
-Maybe you can’t carry him, not many people can
-but allow him to lean on you when he most needs it
-if he sleeps in late, bring him a plate of breakfast in bed! It's his second favorite type of meal besides a large steak dinner.
-and of course, he’d do the same for you, without a doubt.
can you tell which of these characters I've been obsessed with for like... almost 4 years now ♪(´▽`)
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anthruser · 2 months
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SHAMELESS OPINIONS: S7 (cause Mickey's write off hurt and after s5, I watched again from s1 and forced myself to keep watching + no one around me likes Shameless so I need a place to vent)
overall: i actually loved it, had me pretty hooked all throughout
ok, i kind of like s7 Trevor, he's charming, got this lil sassy banter going off, he's cute and nice y'know. I just *HATE* that they so obviously tried to recreate some dynamics he had with Mickey straight away without letting us warmup to him, how can you deepthroat aspects built from 5 seasons into half of one??? No. Sorry. Him settling so quickly into the Gallagher house as if he's spent a decade there, idk. And the patient scene with Ian? foh man, no. 1x09 was special for a reason, and this would've played differently if Ian actually came to Mick if he was still around. They play out so much better as friends or fw/b ig but that deepthroat can't help me see a relationship between them. Not liking s8 Trevor so far, my god. Also his nonchalant attitude towards Monica threw me off. I get it, he's new and doesn't know much, Ian never mentioned her before apparently, but like "she's a lil crazy i can like her" eek, idk. Like almost downplaying his situation with her.
Caleb can suck my ass along with JW and his hate for bisexuals. My bi ass cannot approve. Cheater McCheater my ass. I can almost walk through Ian's ignorance cause for all he knew, Caleb was just gay, and I feel he said the bisexual thing out of frustration and betrayal towards his actions than actual disdain for the orientation, but yes. He was ignorant in his convo with Lip, and so was him anyway. I guess they just didn't know it is a thing. But thing is, I BET YOU ASSES that Caleb is the type of douche to STILL justify his actions even if JW didn't display his hate towards bisexuality in his writing, he just is *that* douchy. At least he motivated Ian to get his job, I'll give him that.
OH MY GOD THE THROUPLE... AND ITS SLOW BURN. it's hard cause you can understand both sides of the situation and it was just a clear issue of misunderstandings and miscommunication... I just wish they could've handled things better because I was really rooting for them. They fucking worked so well, with their little schedules and organization. I have such a fat crush on Isidora it's actually embarrassing. Anyway... I miss their dynamic. They deserved better.
Lip was a dick to Fiona about the Laundromat, but Fiona also just jumps the gut to these impulsive decisions, and I get that if she does ask for opinions, they probably won't agree with her, and it's not like I can blame lip, I mean look at the Club situation, yeah she made profit, but didn't break even, and that where his worry comes from. But at least, if she still approached him, and did it anyway against his say, he can't rub it in her face that this entails a family meeting and she can't just make those decisions without consultation. Overall, Lip was so arrogant and dickish with her, and for what... he couldn't even bring the money he so desperately wanted her to believe he could.
I love Sue. I just love EMT Ian stuff with all my life, idc what it is, I kick my feet cause he's so happy.
I fucking loved Carl and Mr. Luthers dynamic. Such an epic lil duo tbh.
I loved Frank's storyline here fsr 💀💀 it's so silly and he gets his way like always, but idk, I loved seeing his adventures at the shelter, he still remains a POS that's for sure.
I fucking LOVED seeing Debbie this season, I was a little disappointed last season cause there is so much lost potential on her pregnancy journey last time with where she was staying, but I fucking loved her here and putting her scamming skills to the test. Don't love how she ends up treating Neil in s8 cause... Well, I just feel bad for him, but also, if she really wanted to stay true to her convenience relationship, she probably should've stuck it out more so it lasted more, idk. But enough of that, I loved her setting a goal for herself at the end of the season, and I honestly commend Monica for helping her get Franny out of the house, I understand Derek's family's concern but they were so cunty in how they handled things.
Monica's death hit me like a truck... Idk why, there are so many mixed emotions here, she couldn't dare to tell the kids the real reason she was there, and all she wanted was to be there one last time. My heart goes out to her tbh.
Gallavich. Oh dear God. FERAL, FERAL EVERY TIME. it's like receiving crumbs and eating them up like a vacuum, nothing I can say that hasn't already been said... I just... Wow. Fuck. And to know that, after needing Noel for ratings, that this was gonna be the end for them? No, I could throw up. I couldn't imagine watching shameless as it aired with that knowledge in mind. FUCK ME THOSE TWO EPISODES I ATE THEM UUUP. anyway, I'm normal about Gallavich.
Lord bless Etta... my dear soul. 7x11 was vicious for that, my heart crumbled fr. I can see this was all in Fiona's best interest for Etta and stuff... It was just so sad to see.
Lip and Sierra, I don't really know what people's opinions are about Sierra but I kind of liked her? She was sweet, and had traces of boundaries with Lip even if the fucker attempted to break them every now and then. But she was sweet.
Lips second spiral was even harder than the first one to see. Him crashing at Helene's apartment, and she still doesn't seem to grasp that she essentially groomed him, and he's just so devastated still. Fuck.
That ending montage was truly a piece of cinema I tell you. It was beautiful.
I probably have more to say I don't remember but I really liked s7, not on the priority of a constant rewatch, but it was really good...and truly served as the finale it was meant to be. EXCEPT FOR GALLAVICH, holy fuck that would've pained the whole audience.
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