#healthy kids with healthy families don't expect everything to kill them is all I'm saying

[pumpkinrootbeer]

sorry for haymitch posting constantly but the funniest thing to me is in his games there was nothing outwardly suggesting everything was poison but his paranoid ass saw fresh water and went "it's a trap" and the hilarious part is he was right

#:v #haymitch abernathy #the hunger games #Like his survided the hardest most dangerous games by not trusting anything #except mayslee and then you know. she dies bc he figured out the forcefield #The focus on forcefields in cf does drive me a little bit insane #in a good way I like the imagery of something used to trap being used as a weapon against the captors #does make me go a little crazy thinking about what this says abt haymitch tho #sure drunk 40 yr old who had his family murdered and was forced to watch 46 kids die isn't going to trust anyone #but why does a 16 yr old kid expect something horrible at every turn #to the point he only trusts someone after they save his life KINDA LIKE KATNISS HUH . #sorry those two drive me insane........... #Like yeah haymitch is also just incredibly clever to figure out the tricks but it says a lot abt his upbringing #healthy kids with healthy families don't expect everything to kill them is all I'm saying

[itsclydebitches]

Hey Clyde can you elaborate on the “No because…Ted was so deeply traumatized” GIF please?

Of course!

Obviously that's Tomlinfonda's post/argument, so I can only speak to my own interpretation of things, but basically it's acknowledging the tragic implications of our finale. Ted goes back to his son, but far more than that he isolates himself from everything and everyone else. It's all well and good to make headcanoned claims about his life in Kansas --"He's Ted Lasso. Of course he'll make a ton of new friends!" -- but based on what we're shown on screen, AKA the canon, Ted has rejected everything but his role as Henry's father.

He is no longer a premiere league coach, he's a kid's league coach for Henry.

He's no longer keeping some distance from Michelle post-divorce/post-dating Jacob for his own comfort and mental health, he's closely co-parenting with her for Henry.

He's not BFFs with Beard anymore, attending pivotal moments like his wedding, he's spending quality time with Henry.

He's no longer a part of the Richmond community or the Kansas community (we don't see Ted happily chatting with some extra at the game, an easy way to show that he's forming new bonds, nor has the series introduced Kansas friends he's still in contact with) he's a part of the Being Henry's Dad community.

I'm going to talk about this a lot more in the giant-ass meta I'm working on, but the tl;dr is that no one (that I've come across) is upset that Ted went back to Henry, only that the show implied that he gave up EVERYTHING ELSE to do that. Instead of having Henry come to London, or doing the work to make Kansas feel like a place Ted wants to be in for reasons other than this being where Henry currently lives, everything we get implies isolation and discomfort. No one is there to greet Ted at the airport (a sharp contrast to Rebecca tearfully seeing him off, previously begging him to stay). Michelle's house is a dull, sad-looking color pallet compared to the vibrancy of Richmond. She keeps literal distance from Ted, remaining in the doorway while Henry runs to his side and watching him walk in with arms crossed. We know he's not comfortable with her dating Jacob (quite understandably). Ted is not shown to attend ANY of the pivotal moments of his found family: wedding, book signing, giant get-together, despite having the time and financial means to do so. There are no more Diamond Dogs. There's no scene of him baking. No details to remind us of why he once loved his home state, like sunflowers and BBQ sauce. Ted can no longer challenge himself with the complexities coaching a premier team, despite having just come off of a brilliant season that involved re-inventing a whole new strategy. He's back to giving Season One advice of "Be a goldfish" - AKA just ignore what's bothering you, work to literally forget it, rather than engage with it as a means of self-improvement. It's a fine bit of advice for a missed goal, but in the context of his final line of the show? It reinforces the reading that Ted has regressed. Significantly.

"That's not true, Clyde, he's stopped running away from Henry now!" Ehhh has he? I mean yes, he's literally, physically there, but how healthy is that going to be for either of them in the long run if Ted hasn't addressed the root of his anxieties and, as Tomlinfonda's post says, has "killed every part of himself" that's not fatherhood? Ted was happy in London, thriving, right up until his mom unexpectedly arrived and gave him a massive guilt-trip about long-distance parenting. After three seasons of promoting, fighting for, and fully embracing non-traditional relationships, the series end with Ted panicking, going back to where he's "supposed" to be so that he can be the Mid-Western Nuclear Family Father™ that his mother expects. Why? Because Ted lost his own father and he's terrified of doing the same thing to Henry. I've even seen fans talking about how Ted has successfully broken a "cycle" by going home, but what the show and those fans both fail to realize is that living in another country and dying by suicide are not the same thing. Ted never "abandoned" Henry and we sure as hell can't equate him taking a long-distance job/moving permanently to somewhere he loves with his own father's death. If anything, this ending feels like the OPPOSITE of breaking that cycle to me. Moving between parents in two different countries, or moving permanently to London might hold a number of challenges for Henry (even though this is a show where characters frequently make huge life changes without any of the realistic consequences and I don't understand why these challenges are suddenly relevant now... ) but is that really worse than growing up with a father who, based on these last ten minutes, does not come across as happy to me? Who's presented as comparatively isolated? Who isn't shown engaging with anything that's not related to his son? Who may be back here in part due to outside pressure and his own, panicked assumptions? Who, according to what's shown on screen (remember, everything else is a heacanon) he has no identity now outside of his role as a father? I wish someone had ASKED Henry what he wants because despite the clear excitement about Ted coming home, this is a kid who is emotionally intelligent enough to realize what's been making his dad happy. No, you can't put that kind of decision-making pressure on a real child, but a fictional one in a trope-heavy show? Let Henry decide to move/continue long distance because more than wanting his dad beside him 24/7, he wants his dad to be happy.

Because... seriously. If we're worried about Ted potentially repeating the cycle of suicide, I'd say removing him from the support system he's slowly built over three years, denying him major connections with his friends, removing the intellectual challenges he loved, plopping him back in a state he's outgrown, keeping him close to an ex-wife and former marriage counselor now dating said ex-wife and a mother he's harboring a lot of anger towards, plus leaving us on the implication that he's backsliding by trying to ignore his problems instead of tackling them because, you know, he hasn't seen his therapist in months and all the people who know him well enough to challenge him are an ocean away... that's all a bit more concerning than an ending that says, "Ted needs to figure out how to parent Henry from London long-term" or "Ted needs to figure out how to integrate Henry and Michelle into his London life."

Parts of the fandom: Thank god Ted went back to Henry :) All he needs is his son :) He's improved so much in his mental health :) I'm so proud of him :)

Me: I've NEVER been more worried about Ted than I am now :/

It's an ending that says your child is the only thing that matters. Your friends, your career, your hobbies, what you need for your mental health... give all of it up despite, as the rest of the show argues, the fact that you don't have to. The problem is 100000% NOT that Ted ends the series with Henry. I wanted and fully expected them to reunite. But Ted reunites in a way that has him rejecting everything about himself that doesn't directly support his son, all of which is based off of -- imo highly inaccurate -- anxieties about what a "real" father looks like and the presumed fragility of kids. Ted rejects three years of growth and family because he fears that not doing everything that's easiest for Henry -- be there 24/7, don't make him move, don't complicate things with his mom, etc. -- will somehow make him feel the same way Ted feels after the death of his father. In reality, these situations are nothing alike, Ted is feeding the very anxieties he's been working to overcome, Henry has not displayed any significant difficulties with an unconventional family unit, and a happy, supported Ted would ALWAYS be a better father to Henry than one who feels trapped and isolated. The show could have easily given us a reunion while allowing Ted to keep all that he's built -- Rebecca lays out how that can happen right on screen! -- and instead the show chose to have Ted sacrifice everything but Henry when it's oh so clear he never had to.

Which yeah, feels tragic to me. Or at the very least incredibly bittersweet, with a huge emphasis on the bitter. There's nothing wrong with those endings, but it's not a conclusion that I think fit Ted Lasso's genre, or served the rest of the series well.

#Ted Lasso #suicide tw #mymetas

[transingthoseformers]

Some pregnant people lose the ability to sing in their final trimester. This happens to Damus, and he is devastated. Megatron is secretly relieved because he has heard that mech sing for all these years. Think that clip of Victorious where Cat says that they didn't say I couldn't sing 🎶.

Minimus makes Damus plan everything out. Birth plan, school plan, five year plan, all the plans. Damus has pregnancy brain, and all the numbers and variables make this worse.

Damus ends up expecting a trio of sparklings. One is a minitank, and two are turbofoxes. Minimus and his' loadbearer sparks really outdid themselves there.

When the Autobot command trio find out that Damus is expecting, they all develop the biggest collective headache. Prowl pleads with Minimus to not start a family with a mass murderer, tells him that he's throwing his life away. Minimus gets angry at him, and chews him out.

Damus looks positively radiant carrying. He seems happier, and healthier. The former members of the DJD have a brunch, and the mech formerly known as Vos (Forestock) is happy to see Damus so glowing and bright.

I'm assuming in this AU, he either gets help for his T-cog addiction, or he doesn't have it. Either way, Damus is unable to transform after his belly gets a bit too big. He finds it rather amusing how his body, once forged to kill, is now changing to become a forge for life.

Damus likes his carrying frame. Minimus finds it fascinating. He tracks the sparklings' growth through measuring Damus every week, and is able to tell which one's kicks are which.

There is definitely a poem framed in the nursery. They buy all kinds of poem books for kids. Nothing too juvenile, though.

Minimus often curls around Damus's belly protectively in his alt mode. Minimus loves to nuzzle his belly, and sprawl acros it. Damus finds it adorable.

Mimimus is a protective sire, and gets protective of Damus because the mech is carrying his pups. Damus is verrrry into it. They frag about it. Let's just say that those sparklings have more than enough transfluid donations to develop healthily.

Damus gives birth to three healthy sparklings. One is yellow and green, and reminds Minimus of Dominus a lot. One is orange and white, and looks a lot like Damus before his empurata. The last one, the minitank, is green and purple. Don't tell the Constructicons about that last one.

Wait fr? You can lose the ability to sing while pregnant? I wonder how that works

sdffss oh megatron.

Lol yeah that tracks with Mins! He wants to know everything that's going to happen, which is impossible Minimus there will always be surprises

They did goddamn!

"You're throwing your life away!1!1" well prowl y'all should've thought about that before you arranged a marriage between the two of them. Now tank the lecture by the pistachio man

Ohh aww yes! He's also healthier imo in general because I'm betting being with Minimus is enforcing better lifestyle habits. (Iicr in the fic it was Forestock and Nickel who stayed back on Cybertron, and the others all moved off world? Idk.) So that's adorable.

Mmmn i feel like both happened, tbh. He still is both getting help for his t-cog addiction as well as not having one at all, sfgdst especially useful in the helping with rhe not being able to transform after a bit in the carrying period detail

Aww yes Mins, he seems the type to.

Oh yes yes there are definitely poems, imagine it's a poem written post war too for that additional bit of symbolism.

Oh aww that is adorable yeah!!

lol yeah that tracks

The tinies sound super pretty! The Constructicons get to learn about the youngest minitank kid much later on in their life.

#maccadam #transformers #tarnmags #rare pair #mtmte tarn #mtmte minimus ambus #decepticon justice division #post war #idw prowl #constructicons

[ass-sassafras]

Tw: talk of suicide attempts and suicidal ideation.

I'm in a weird place right now. I bit the bullet and told him I don't want a relationship with him or anyone. He was sad and said I'm his best friend. It was amicable but both of us were sad. Then he went against his word and just "wanted a couple of beers." Well, Tumblr we all know what happened then. He finished off his six pack very fast then started on the wine he bought for me that I didn't ask for. We then proceeded to have a night of him screaming at me, calling me names and being as nasty and immature as possible.

The next day I said if he brings any alcohol into the house, I won't be giving him a few weeks to get his shit together and move out, he'll be moving out immediately with no money and a non-working car.

I had a cup of coffee and then went to look for yard sales so I can buy myself a bike. While I was out he sent me a text saying he feels like such a fool, and he's sorry for everything, everything. He said I deserve so much better.

In the end, he seems to understand that although I don't hate him, I'll never trust anyone again. He was my last attempt after my divorce to see if I could have a healthy relationship. I can't. It's not just the aromantic asexual part of me. There are deep psychological issues that are part of who I am. I need as much control over my life as possible, I need peace and I need to know what to expect.

I'm really going to miss him, but I'll only be missing the person he is 10% of the time, maybe 20% on a good day. But even if he checked all the boxes (responsible, stable, good for my kids, funny, nice to me and willing to compromise, no temper) I would still want to be alone. He started to cry at one point and asked if I can hug him. I did and we just sat on the couch and cried together.

We've been really honest with each other now that we know it's over. I admitted that I have been researching the least painful, most effective ways to kill yourself and this led to an odd but very honest conversation about suicide and how much the world sucks. He's had 2 serious suicide attempts that put him in the hospital before we met. I've never tried but the thought has been my shadow for most of my adult life.

He's the only person with whom I can have a frank discussion and be 100% honest. He doesn't want me to kill myself, but he knows what it's like to look toward the future with such deep feelings of hopelessness. I hate guns and I've never touched one, but I told him about how I went in to the local gun shop (Indiana USA so they're like cockroaches) and asked about prices and background checks. He was surprised and told me he didn't know it was getting that bad. I told him I know that when I talk about it, it just makes me feel worse and worries the other person.

I'm afraid that if I talk to my family about it, they'll either use God as motivation because they think I still believe, or they'll freak out and try to get me into a psych ward which I'm sure won't help and I'll be charged thousands of dollars that I don't have. But at least they'll feel like they did their job because suicidal thoughts make people uncomfortable. They just want them to go away as soon as possible.

This was supposed to be an update post in case anyone on here has read the shit I've posted about my so. Devolved into other stuff.

So in summary I will soon get to know what it's like to be single as an ace. We'll see how this goes.

#aromantic #aroace #relationships #tw suicide

[star-ocean-peahen]

i hate this so fucking much (big rant containing very uncharitable descriptions of children acting out)

i can't fucking deal with this anymore. they have everything they need and they have everything they ask for that is kind to give them and STILL they SCREAM AND WHINE AND CRY and they WAIL that we hate them, that nobody loves them, that they want to KILL us with KNIVES and they want to DIE because mother won't immediately come to do every little thing for them when she can't even fucking HEAR them.

the child today fought with every sinew in their body to defend their right to physically attack their younger sibling. THEY GENUINELY THINK THEY HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO HIT, KICK, PUNCH, AND SHOVE A CHILD FIVE YEARS YOUNGER THAN THEMSELVES. THEY CANNOT FATHOM THAT THEY COULD POSSIBLY BE WRONG. it feels so much like we can't teach this child anything. they will speak every word with a whine and demand that everything they desire happen immediately at any expence. they are so fucking genuine too they WILL LOOK ME IN THE EYE WITH ACTUAL FUCKING CONFUSION AND BETRAYAL AND ANXIETY BECAUSE I WILL NOT ALLOW THEM TO PHYSICALLY ATTACK US. i dont. i dont even.

they're literally just a struggling kid they don't know any better they CAN'T know any better i CAN'T EXPECT A CHILD TO BEHAVE LIKE AN ADULT AND I KNOW THAT BUT IT STILL FEELS LIKE I'M LIVING WITH A CRUEL, TERRIBLE PERSON. i can't feel at peace when they're in the fucking house because they're so fucking LOUD they will SCREAM AND SCREAM AND SCREAM AND SCREAM AND SCREAM AND SCREAM AND SCREAM AND SCREAM AND MY BRAIN IS ALREADY FUCKING SICK I CAN'T HANDLE IT THEY NEED SO MUCH AND I NEED TO HELP THEM I HAVE TO FUCKING HELP THEM BECAUSE THEY'RE LITERALLY A HURTING KID BUT THEY GIVE ME SO MUCH SHIT FOR IT.

and you know what the best fucking part of that is?? they're not even going to care about it. they're probably not even going to REMEMBER the times i succeeded in caring for them. no, you know what they're going to remember?? they're going to remember that i refused to believe what they were saying, that i shut them down when they tried to stand up for themselves, that i disappear for hours and hours at a time in my room, that i ignored them when i wasn't trying to make them do something they didn't want to do. no, actually, you know what?? they ARE going to remember the times i made them tea and helped them with their homework, the times i put them to bed, and the times i played with them, but all those memories are going to be mixed with the negative ones and THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I DON'T WANT TO HAPPEN TO ANYONE EVER AGAIN BECAUSE I HAVE SO MANY GOOD MEMORIES OF MY DAD AND THAT'S FUCKING WHY I NEVER WANTED TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT THERE WAS ANYTHING WRONG WITH THE WAY HE TREATED ME SOMETIMES. THE FUCKING INCONSISTENCY OF SOMEONE CARING FOR ME FUCKED ME UP AND IT'S GOING TO FUCK THEM UP TO, IN HOWEVER SMALL A WAY.

i just can't anymore i know that this isn't a healthy attitude to have towards them and that the responsibility i'm taking on in regards to them is not good for me but FUCKING HYLIA DAMN IT THEY'RE MY FUCKING FAMILY. i KNOW we both deserve better and i'm sick of hearing them scream but they're just a kid that is at a greater disadvantage than me and i don't. i don't want to abandon them, even though that's worth so little with how everything else is going.

i guess most of this is brought on by PMS and today's really bad sensory processing but. fuck. im UPSET.

#lassie vents #vent #haha #i have no idea what to even tag this as #what kind of tw even???? i hope the warning at the beginning is enough

[thepixelblender]

you don't have to say it if you don't want to but i really would be curious about your thoughts on flowerpot trio & seodore/sanemitsu, i feel like i don't see people's thoughts on them too often!

*cracks knuckles* Spoilers for god damn everything

Remember : I am always wrong !

Flowerpot

I love. a good three way polycule as much as the next guy. But flowerpot really does not read that way to me?

Specifically, I'm very very partial to platonic minoru/hajime ; Hajime has never been in a plain, even-playing-field, nothing-expected-in-return friendship and I think that's so important for his character, that Minoru just saw him a Guy, a normal human person, which obviously puts Hajime in mind of. his own messiah complex and of Seodore - but Minoru's still a valued friend to him. tldr I think Hajime's whole complex regarding being 'just a person' doesn't work as well without Minoru standing strong as the embodiment of well-meaning, unbiased doubt to contrast with Utsugi's blind love.

noriyuki/minoru I'm more open to but it still doesn't feel like it would be returned by Minoru to me? In general I have a fairly. aromantic take on Minoru I suppose (and. basically all the Haradas sggdd), I generally look at his place in EHRI through the 'looking for a family home' mindset, including MinoRei (as in, he probably believed that he loved her, but was moreso infatuated with the idea of a wife and kids and friends and a home, to the point of denial of everything - until he can't take the denial anymore and returns to his role as the pillar of Doubt). tl;dr Minoru "wow these 2 guys look normal I should be friends with them nothing will go wrong"

noriyuki/minoru part 2, I do love generational utsuhara angst, despair factor yada yada. I could see Noriyuki harboring feelings towards Minoru, and in general I think they work off each other really well, and could, had they met anywhere else, have made for a really good and healthy couple - and that's! the thing! I love picturing it as like. MinoUtsu is the What Could Have Been, What Should Have Been, Minoru is the kind of person that Noriyuki 'needs' and who understands him - but that's not how things turned out. Because Noriyuki already devoted his life to Hajime. Because he made that vow and he won't, wouldn't take it back, he has no choice but to commit to his heart and not turn back - there's not room for anything else because he can't abandon ship at this point. He needs Hajime and Hajime needs (or needed, he can't be sure now) him, and even though they're destroying each other and there were definetely better outcomes - that's what their love is. God they make me ill. The end of DLC7... Utsugi talking about Hajime in third person and then to Minoru, in first person, as the one person who understood him even if he never wanted to admit it. and THEN. even then, I had no regrets in my devotion to you (Hajime). God. God. go d

ueem. I'll keep the (rest of) hatsugi section brief because as mentioned above. I Am Not Normal Abou Them but. Generally I don't think either of them understand romantic love very well or even experience it 'normally'. I think Hajime probably was the one to develop that sort of attachment first, with Noriyuki starting of more as a baseline / agape-like adoration/aspiration for that Star and only grew a genuine (albeit. codependent and fucked up they're so.) Love with a capital L for Hajime as a person as he learnt more of who he was and all his flaws and shortcomings and fuckedupness because he made that promise to shoulder everything so that Hajime could smile (and . live with himself) which is why it sucks so bad when Hajime's forgotten the meaning of their vow because he's so. fixated on being loved as a star (savior) and feared as calamity (also a form of savior, ie agent sent to kill seodore) and just. mrmrmrm. I said i'd keep it brief so I will but tl;dr they're very very. cant love anyone but you, bound to you till the end, right next to you yet emotionally so far away, never able to bridge that gap. again. end of DLC5 put in parallel with DLC7 is such a tonal contrast it makes me ill Hajime is so *throws him at the wall 17 times* fucked up !!! the hierarchy of hajime needs . 1. fucking over my dad !!! 2. oh yeah, noriyuki Seodore, Sanemitsu

Ok. ok

I don't like Seosane, in part because of the aforementioned aromantic take on Sanemitsu, but also because I generally dislike shipping immortal characters with much younger mortal ones even if they're old men by mortal standards it's. erhr. And I get that it's a personal thing. And it depends with the kind of immortas that it is, some feel truly frozen in time, but Seo never gave me that vibe (and tbf i guess that would make it weird for me in the opposite way?) But I think it's the fact that Seo and Mutei were contemporary of each other that really does it for me,,, like that's his grandpa bro idk man. I don't have a probelm with anyone who ships it though o7

That said, while I don't think it would be returned, I do. think it's probable that Seodore has that kind of attachment to Sanemitsu, at least to an extent - and I think that makes him a weirdo ! like a little ! /lh Like yeah some of the lines in DLC definetely read that way + something something this is the world he lived and died in but have you really moved on um um. Yeah. Seodore's a weird guy for a lot of reasons. Furrows my brow at him

#ghozt attempts to express himself clearly for an hour #sorry aria #</3 #cell of empireo #ask

[truethoughtsofamom]

I thought...I thought we weren't acting like this anymore. But he's going out of town, leaving me with the kids, and we got into a fight. He wanted to fight. And I took the bait. I took the fucking bait like an idiot. Making me feel like I'm the bad guy for expressing a need and a want. We are back to this. And I am deeply disappointed.

I was hopeful in us. I really was. I thought we were communicating better and getting through hard moments. And now I felt like I did 6 months ago. Shamed for feeling a certain way, berated for having needs and feelings, and back to the feeling that I need to leave. Almost a year in therapy, and I am seeing that how he treated me was not okay and that it is toxic and I am better than that. I have needs and that doesn't make me selfish. He has needs and that doesn't make him selfish. But not communicating them to me and expecting me to know - that is selfish. He's turned back into a monster since working. Not even a month back. He's not engaged with us - the boys especially. Instead mocking me about checking on our child, who cannot stop getting sick.

I didn't say what happened but I finally admitted that I don't drink because of a traumatic event. I don't drink because he beat me senseless when the last time we got shitfaced drunk. The door is broken from when he bruised my knees so badly that it still hurts to cross them to put socks on. My brain, my train of thought hasn't been the same since. I haven't been okay since that night. He thought it was a fight between himself and his six year old son. No. It broke because he beat me a year and a half ago. Because that's when I stopped trusting him. In my most vulnerable state - he went after me. I wasn't safe. I will never be safe with him.

He yells at me and blames me for not trusting him. For holding him back. I've taken it and taken it and held in the reaction to run for years and years, but it's my fault right? I make him react this way. I control him. I am always pissed off about something. He's tired of this. He's so fucking tired of this. I mistreat him. Yeah. Sure.

He's pulled a gun on me. Holding our oldest son. He shut me out, gaslit me, made me feel crazy. Want to know the real reason I won't have another child? He has physically hurt me every. single. pregnancy. My firstborn is anxious and afraid because of the abuse when I was pregnant with him. Our middle child, dead, - he slammed my head into a wall and pushed me down. Our youngest - he choked me, slammed me into a wall. My oldest has admitted that Daddy isnt nice to Mommy sometimes. I can't go through a pregnancy and postpartum again.

If I am vulnerable - I am in danger.

He's sorry now. But when will it happen again? It's a matter of time. Time is ticking.

I don't need to go every Saturday. We don't need to be together all the time? You got your wish. I'll take the boys home and build a family with them. They'll remember me doing that when they're older. They will remember all these things. I'll put up my space. That dream is dead. He killed that tonight and showed me I need to save everything for myself and the boys. I'm strong, I'm healthy, and I am not perfect, but none of us are and that's okay.

[missvelvetsstuff]

Miss Velvet

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Chapter 10

Warnings: swearing, a little angst

On the drive home Velvet was silent. Still groggy from being drugged, trying to work thru everything that's happened. Bucky held her hand, rubbing gentle circles with his thumb working up the nerve to kiss it.

Indy greeted them at the door, noticing Velvet's state he refused to leave her side until Bucky helped her get comfortable with a brownie and a fuzzy blanket over her bed, which Indy made himself comfortable on.

Bucky sat on the side of the bed and tucked Velvet in, giving her a kiss on her forehead "Get some rest, love. You'll feel better when you've slept the chlorophyll out of your system. I'll come get you in the morning-"

"No, Bucky please stay. I don't want to be alone"

"If you're sure you want me to stay then I'll go sleep on the couch"

"NO, please stay with me" Velvet pleaded

Bucky looked into Velvet's eyes and saw the tear running down her cheek and groaned "You're not playing fair, I can't say no to you."

Velvet almost grinned "Well that's a healthy start to any relationship"

Bucky kissed her gently on the lips "Is that what we're doing now?" He teased

Velvet's expression changed to fear and more tears fell "I thought that's what you wanted"

Bucky kissed her again, a little more forcefully and tried to sooth her "hey, you're ok. We're ok. It's definitely what I want if you still want me."

Velvet choked, "Even after all this drama? After seeing those pictures? I wasn't kidding when I told you I'm broken. I belong with someone like Roger who is already too low for my past to hurt him. Tony and Steve and even Fury might be able to look past it but Gen Ross won't. It took so much to convince him to start my program and while I told all of them about my past, those pics are much more graphic than anything I brought up. Ross will think I was hiding it and try to find a way to end my contract. And Matt's father is a senator, they will try to bury me."

Velvet started to hyperventilate and Bucky could feel her heart racing

"No, we wont let that happen. You're ok, you're safe. I won't let anything happen to you. Now, I need you to breathe with me, slowly in and out. Look at me. I'm here, Indy is here -" hearing his name, Indy crawled up to Velvet's side and started licking her face and Bucky laughed. Velvet shook her head and laughed a little.

Bucky put his hand under her chin and brought her face up to look in her eyes "I'm not going anywhere and the team won't let Ross or Landers  fuck with you. We're your family and will protect you always"

Velvet noticeably relaxed, her breathing slowing back to normal. "I'm such a mess"

Bucky pulled her close, kissed the top of her head and held her "Welcome to the club. I'll help you any way I can. Just tell me what you need."

Breathing him in deeply, Velvet snuggled into his chest "This is what I need. Just you holding me"

Bucky grinned "Your wish is my command, Love." He stripped down to his t-shirt and boxer briefs, then climbed under the covers with her, pulling her close to him.

Bucky tried to memorize everything about the moment. Velvet, warm and soft smelling like vanilla, her back spooned up against his front, her breathing and heart rate slowing. Bucky never expected to find someone like her or anything like what he was feeling right now. So peaceful and content. Until she started wiggling to get comfortable and his body started to respond.

Bucky groaned softly "You're killing me, Doll." and tried to think about anything else until his body relaxed and he dozed off.

It was still dark when Bucky was woken up by Velvet's raised voice "No, Roger, stop. Please!"

She sat up suddenly, panting and Bucky rubbed her arm gently. "It's alright, it was just a dream. You're safe and he can't hurt you anymore."

Velvet started sobbing "That's what I thought when we moved here and after the snap but he always finds me."

Bucky rubbed her back "this is the last time, I won't let him near you again. I promise."

She calmed down and finally fell back asleep.

It was 5am and Bucky couldn't fall back to sleep. He carefully climbed out of the bed, covered her up and took Indy outside to take care of morning chores. Velvets assistant Bobby was already there so they were able to get everything done quickly.

Velvet was still sleeping when he went back inside so he went to start breakfast.

Velvet woke up with a start, her heart racing until she was able to look around and see she was home. Then the memories of last nite came back and she looked around for Bucky just in time to see him bring her breakfast in bed.

"I made eggs and toast, brought your green butter for you, wasn't sure how much to use."

Velvet smiled "You didn't have to do all this"

"No but I wanted to. I get to spoil my girl so just enjoy it."

Velvet looked down with a small 'your girl?"

"If you'll have me"

"I guess I should give you a chance after everything."

Buckys smile took her breath away, he was so beautiful. Velvet kissed him over her plate, memorizing the feel of his lips on hers, soft and gentle.

Bucky pulled back after a moment "One thing at a time love. You need to eat. Unfortunately we have to go back to the compound for a meeting with Ross and Landers. You need your strength but don't worry, I'll be with you every step."

After breakfast and shower Velvet was feeling more like herself. Bucky held her hand on the drive to the compound and helped her keep calm.

Tony greeted them at the door "How are you today, Velvet? Did you get some sleep"

Velvet smiled, "Some. Enough to deal with this drama'

"Good, Ross and the senator are in the conference room. They tried to push for meeting with you alone but I won't have it. As far as I'm concerned you are part of the team and this involves all of us. We have your back."

They walked into the conference room and in addition to the general and the senator the entire team was there. Bucky squeezed her hand and they sat between Tony and Steve.

The senator spoke up "I think we need to do something about this security breach, completely unacceptable that this woman with her very questionable past is in a position to gain classified info regarding our defenses. Not to mention how she used and manipulated my son-"

The room broke out with everyone talking, some yelling, at once.

Steve stood up and in his best captain voice hollared, 'Enough!'

When everyone quieted Steve spoke up "Senator, with all due respect we have a serious disagreement with your assessment. Your son tried to force himself on her in an attempt to help get revenge for former agent Janell Marshall because Velvet wouldn't let her ride her horse."

The senator scoffs. "Lies! My son wouldn't do such a thing, this woman lead him on-"

Tony grinned "Wanna see the video? Its very clear who's forcing who and who doesn't want it. Not to mention he also helped steal some of my tech so that he could get his partners into the compound undetected. I was able to find video of that too."

Ross has been strangely quiet and finally speaks up "I'm more concerned with this breach, Miss y/l/n didn't disclose everything from her past and that's a breach of her federal contract. I've been given the authority to end that contract if I deem it necessary."

Velvet finally speaks up "I told you all about my past, my addiction and that I did some awful things to feed it, just not the details of some of those actions."

Ross looks straight at her "The contract you signed states you must disclose everything"

Bucky is seething, trying to keep it under control so he doesn't make things worse "The things she did only hurt herself, she never stole or hurt anyone else and has been clean for years. She helps people for gods sake. Most of the Avengers have much worse in our ledger."

Ross nods "I appreciate your input Sergeant Barnes but she is still a liability. I'm sure she's not the only horse person that can do her job"

Everyone starts yelling again. Tony smacks the table and stands up, angry and everyone shuts up "Here's the deal, she stays. Period. Or I'll use my escape clause and kick SHIELD and SWORD off of MY compound and you can find somewhere else to train and house them. The senators son shouldn't have been able to come back after what he did but someone reinstated his access, General Ross, and that's a breach of my contract. Matt and Janell are out and I will be pursuing any and all legal action available. Roger was kind enough to confess so between that, the eyewitnesses and the video I have, it seems they are cooked"

Bucky squeezes Velvets hand and whispers in her ear "I told you we have your back" She smiles at him.

Tony grins "So, what's it gonna be?"

Ross grumbles 'One of these days you won't hold all the cards, Stark"

Tony laughs "doubtful, I always come prepared"

The senator tries to defend his son "Matt is a good man and has never done anything like this before. I won't allow you to damage his career on the words of a drug addicted whore"

Velvet's face is blank, Bucky's hand on hers is the only thing keeping her there mentally as her worst nightmare plays out in front of her.

Natasha finally speaks up with a big grin on her face "I wouldn't be so sure about that senator. I've spoken to a few of his co-workers and he's harassed and/or assaulted half the women that work here but someone keeps covering it up. I even found some from West Point and his high school. Your dear son is a serial rapist since puberty. He never should have made it into West Point much less SWORD or cleared for the Avengers compound. I would suggest you walk away quietly before I start in on the people helping cover it all up. I don't think you want me to pull on that thread. It's all on this thumb drive." She sits down, crosses her arms and looks like the proverbial cat that ate the canary.

Velvet speaks up "Tony, Nat, Steve. I don't know what to say. I love you all for standing up for me but I never meant to cause all this drama. Maybe it would be better if I went back to Serenity. I'm not worth all this." She stands and tries to pull away from Bucky but he isn't having any of it and pulls her into his lap

"Please y/n don't talk like that. You're worth all this and more. None of this is your fault. You made mistakes, got caught up with some bad people who took advantage of you. You've done so much for us for me"

A chorus of yeahs backs him up with one emphatic "Fuck yeah!" from Peter.

When everyone silently looks at him he asks "What?" The team erupts in laughter.

"Stark" Ross says but Tony puts his hand up "Sorry, the discussion portion of this meeting is over. Its time for the celebration portion where we eat and drink because Miss Velvet isn't going anywhere."

Everyone cheers and stands up to leave but Bucky won't let Velvet up off of his lap "I kinda like keeping you close" he smirks, letting his left arm drift down from her waist to grab her ass.

"James!" Velvet scolds Bucky's grin widens

"I like hearing my name from your lips but can you say it all soft and breathy?"

Velvet felt her ears turning red. She lowered her voice and spoke softly in his ear "you mean, like this? James."

Bucky blushes and feels blood rushing to other places. He quickly stands picking Velvet up with him "On that note, I need a moment with my girl"

Velvet giggles "your girl? I think the idea is growing on me, Barnes."

Bucky looks offended "Just a minute ago I was James all soft and sexy and now it's back to Barnes? What the hell?"

Velvet laughs and Bucky almost swoons, he loves that sound "just keeping you on your toes"

Bucky shakes his head "You are trouble"

"I tried to tell you. Hope you can keep up"

"That's enough outta you young lady" Bucky says as he moves to kiss her.

Chapter 11

#bucky barnes x reader #disabled equestrian reader #james bucky barnes x reader #miss velvet

[jaycewrites-192000]

The Rest Of Our Lives

Levi Ackerman x Reader

It had all finally came to an end, the world could finally try its best to heal from years upon years of death.

Speaking of healing, he had gone through the worst of it over the years. And finally, he has the rest of his life to heal.

But he can't do it alone...

(Spoiler Warning!!! This story contains spoilers for the end of the Attack on Titan manga!!!)

It had been three years since that fateful battle. So many lives had been lost that day, good and bad, friend and enemy. Even the majority of the human population, eighty percent to be specific, had been wiped out just for the slim chance of peace, and even then, it wasn't completely guaranteed. But for now, all was calm. That day, was the battle between titan and human, heaven and earth. The day the dreaded rumbling had began, and soon ended. It resulted in many deaths and plenty of injuries, the worst landed upon Levi Ackerman. Humanity's strongest soldier was nearly killed, but he wasn't given that title for nothing. He was still living today, though missing a few fingers, a working eye, and finally his permanently damaged leg. It wasn't too much of a problem, as there were no longer any titans to fight. Though, it was somewhat, shameful in his eyes. That after everything, a busted leg is what holds him down. He wasn't even elderly, and yet he needed constant help. He grateful for the help however, though he wished he didn't have to burden people with his problem so much.

But, it wasn't a burden or a problem to her.

She was there by his side for as long as he can remember. She fought by his side during expeditions, comforted him during his low points, and even risked her life over and over to keep him safe and alive. He can't say he's never done the same for her. Maybe it was her constant attention and care, that made him fall in love with her. At the time, it was horrible. He fell in love with someone he could so easily loose, but now in a world free of titans, he could love her as much as he wanted. And the same goes for her. They both confessed their love for each other shortly before the rumbling began, then he proposed to her after everything settled.

And so, here they were, in their own little cabin next to a beautiful lake, surrounded by tall pine trees. They both were outside today, rested on the bench that sat right before the lake. Hand in hand, her head leaning on his shoulder. Their gentle breaths in sync with one another. The calmness of the quiet air, aided to their ease. For once in their lives, they felt no need for worry or panic, or when the next attack from the titans would be. And they would never need for such worries again.

Her eyes slowly opened, she smiled as the first thing she saw, was her soon to be husband. Even with the scars, he was still as handsome as ever. Though, his eyes were distant and somewhat empty. Why? "Levi?" She spoke softly. "Are you ok?" Levi finally blinked, sighing softly he looked down at you. "I'm fine. Why do you ask?" She sits up to meet his gaze. "You seem, a little distant. Are you tired?" Levi shakes his head before placing his hand on his scar. "Just thinking." He muttered. Was that what this was about? This would happen every now and then, Levi would just stare at himself in the mirror. Well, less himself and more at his blinded eye, the two long scars that covered it. It started from the top of his eye down to his lip. He considered himself lucky, that explosion Zeke Yeager caused could have just killed him all together. But it only costed him an eye and a few fingers.

Still she wondered, did he hate how he looked now? He never commented on it before, so she just assumed he didn't care. But the way his overall expression would falter anytime he saw it, or tried to lifted his hand, or even when he tried to stand. "Levi? You know I didn't think less of you because of those scars." She placed her hand on top of his damaged one. "Or your hand. Or your leg. I still love you. I always have and I always will. This doesn't change a thing." Y/n say softly, trying to reassure him. "I...I know that Y/n. But....it's not that...not this time." Levi looks up at the sky. It was a soft orange, signifying the end of the day. "Every time I wake up, I wonder when it will happen." Y/n blinks a few times, not really understanding. "When what will happen?" She asks. "When they will come back. The titans. Before, at any moment, we could die at the hands of those giant bastards." Y/n would be lying if she said she hadn't felt the same at sometimes.

"But Levi, that was before. They're gone now. There are no more titans, we're safe." She explains to him.

"For how long?"

The panic in his voice was clear. Y/n took both of his hands and held them in her own. Her eyes full of sincerity as she spoke. "Levi, I know how you're feeling. But, you were there that day. We both were, the titans are gone. They died along with Eren." It still pained you to say it. Though in the end Eren was acting rash and out of hand, you still remembered him as the same young boy with hope in his heart that one day, the world would be a one without titans. It was a shame that he let it go to his head, and because of that, he was responsible for nearly exterminating all of humanity. Therefore, he had to face the consequences of his actions and pay the ultimate price. Poor kid...

"There are no trace of titans left. We're safe. You're safe. And you will never have to worry about stuff like that ever again." You bring his hands up and kiss them gently. Making sure he felt your love, even through his missing fingers. "And I won't ever leave your side. I'll always be here for you Levi. To care for you, to love you, for the rest of our lives."

A sudden wetness on your hands made you flinch. You look up to expecting to see rain, but instead, you saw Levi, crying. He sniffles a few times before leaning closer to you, until his head rested on your shoulder. You smiles and rub his back in a soothing manor. Through his sobs, you could make out a feint "thank you" from Levi.

You meant every word. You will always be there for him. And he in return would always be there for you. You two will always have each other, for the rest of your lives.

Another year has come to pass, Levi and Y/n had finally married, and proud to call themselves Mr and Mrs Ackerman. And Mrs Ackerman was expecting and due to deliver soon. There were congratulations given all around. From Armin, Jean, Connie, Annie, Reiner, even Falco and Gabi. Even Mikasa. It was a bit surprised that she came to visit. Mikasa had became distant ever since Eren died, she was the one that killed him after all. She had been by Eren side for many many years, and in the end, she was the one that put him to rest. It took quite a toll on her. But she was recovering, slowly but surely.

Y/n wished so desperately that Hanji and Erwin could have been here today. Though, she bet that Hanji would have been pretty sad without having anymore titans to experiment on. But deep down she knew, that they were still here, even if she couldn't see them. Levi knew it as well. They would both regularly visit their graves to pay respects and generally just talk about what's going on in their lives. Hanji would have been so thrilled to know that Levi and Y/n settled down to start a family. From the very beginning, Hanji had always hoped you two would get together. She even went as far as teasing her and Levi, which would normally result in a kick to the back from Levi. Not too hard though, he didn't want to break her spine. And Erwin, he would just be happy to see Levi happy with someone. And of course Levi's former squad would be happy that he was at peace with himself. They all would be so proud of him.

When it came time for Y/n to deliver, it was one of the most stressful and wonderful days of Levi's life. Fortunately, Y/n was just fine afterwards and gave birth to a healthy and beautiful little girl. She resembled Levi the most, with her black hair and her grey-blue eyes. She had some of Y/n's features as well, like her skin tone and her facial features.

"What should we name her?" Y/n spoke softly as she held her baby close. "We haven't came up with a name for her yet?" Levi mutters. They were spending more time preparing themselves for a new addition to their small family, that they hardly had time to think of one. Levi gently stroked his daughter's cheek, she gave a tiny smile in return before her face returned to a more sleepy one. It made Levi's heart race. This was his daughter, he made that! Well, really Y/n did, but it meant just as much to him. Never in his wildest dreams would he ever think that he would have children. Then again, he never thought he would meet someone like Y/n either. Levi's stone expression dropped, a smile of his own made it onto his face.

"Levi, I've actually had one in mind for a while. But, I wasn't sure if...you would be ok with it." Y/n spoke hesitantly. Levi held her hand, such a small gesture, made sure she knew she didn't have to keep anything from him. "I know how close you were to Farlan and Isabell." Levi's breathing halted for a second. "More specifically, how much Isabell looked up to you. I know she saw you as a brother, but...what I'm trying to say is, what if we named her, Isabell?" Y/n looked down at her baby, who was sleeping peacefully in her arms. It was true, Farlan and Isabell were like family to Levi, it was devastating the way they died. He wasn't there to help them, if he was, maybe they would be here today. He missed them dearly...

When Levi didn't respond, Y/n became worried. "I-I mean, we don't have to. I was just-"

"It's perfect." Levi cut her off. "Our little Isabell." He says with another warm smile. Y/n returned the smile before kissing her daughter's head. "Welcome to the world, Isabell." She whispers.

With this, Levi knew he was living for so much more. He had a woman who loved him with all her heart, despite how he looks now. And now, he had a child. Though this world was without titans, it doesn't mean there won't be another danger that was out there, just waiting to snatch his happiness away from him. But Levi wouldn't let it. Levi swore this very day, to protect his wife and daughter with everything he had. Despite injury, despite age, he would never let anything or anyone harm his family. Because for now on, it will be only them, together.

For the rest of their lives.

THE END

(This was not stolen! This story was reposted from my Wattpad account!)

#levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk #aot 139 #snk 139 #aot spoilers #snk spoilers #spoilers #manga spoilers #anime spoilers

[zutaraplatter]

Avatar: The Last Airbender Critique

There are already a million of posts like this one, and I might be saying things that’ve already been said a million times but I’ve recently become reheated about the ATLA ending and wanted to let it out -_- No one asked, this is true, and this may or may not be a way to stall from this final project I still have to complete, but here’s 10 things I didn't like and/or would change about the show that likely shouldn’t need changing because they should have been done in the first place.

1. Katara should have apologized to Sokka after TSR

It should have happened and it didn't. In my canon-avoiding mind, Katara and Sokka have a heartfelt conversation where she apologizes for the awful things she said, Sokka says he forgives her and he's sorry if he wasn't as there for her as much as he should have been, which he follows up with "but I'm happy you listened to Aang and took his advice," leading into my next point

2. Katara should have said that not killing Yon Rha was her choice

And thats why it was the right one. Not because Aang already said it was wrong. No no. It was the right choice because that's what she chose. I love my mom to death and can't imagine losing her in any way, let alone the way Katara did. And I can't say for sure that if I was in her shoes that I know what I would have done f that yes I do I would have killed that motherfucker. But I also know that if Katara decided not to kill him, then that was one of two correct choices because they were Katara's choices to make. Not Aang's or anyone else's and this should have been clarified. I know it's a kids show but I said what I said. Next point.

3. Katara should have said more after telling Aang she was unsure at the Ember Island Players

Katara hasn't had any trouble saying how she feels, especially when it comes to helping others and making them feel better, whether she was right or wrong. But she holds back or overly softens blows and seems to even shrivel up at times when it comes to Aang. And me no likey. I had a boyfriend who I adored and admired and just genuinely looked up to. I'm also a shy and anxious person who hates confrontation, but because I loved him, I never refrained from telling him when he was wrong. I might have been a little shaky about it but I did it tho because when you want to be with someone you walk through the grass and stomp through the mud. And I personally feel like either in that moment or later on in an added scene that Katara should have voiced to Aang how unheard and disrespected she felt about his words before TSR and his actions on the balcony. I hate being uncomfortable and my secondhand embarrassment is toxic but I would love to see a scene of this. I always imagined Katara saying stuff like "But I'm not you Aang, and I'm not an Air Nomad," or "Zuko could understand why I needed to go, and I'd hoped you would too," or...I'm out of ideas but you get the idea. And you know what, I know I'm a hard Zutara shipper, but them having this conversation would honestly make me respect their relationship a whole lot more should it be believably written to end on a good note (I don't see how it could be but hey I'm an open minded person and I did think they were cute together once upon a time). Basically, all I'm saying is that Katara is no small voice and she should have been written that way when with Aang. Boyfriends can make you shy but should never make you weak. Period. Next point.

4. No rock! ONLY GROWTH!!!!!!!!!!!

I still squint my eyes whenever I remember that rock that unblocked Aang's chakra. What even was that? The laziest writing possible in my opinion. That's what. And Aang deserved better. What should have happened should have been that Aang started to lose to Ozai. And then as Ozai's about to deliver the finishing blow, Aang has flashbacks of everyone he's trying to save and honor, ending with a very prominent flashback of Katara with the guru's disembodied voice reminding Aang to let go of his attachments to become all he needs to be...then BOOM! Baby boy is back on his feet, chakra unblocked, he kicks Ozai's ass, I'm crying hysterically on the floor, as are the rest of us, and he wins. Then at the end of the series, instead of a kiss, he gives Katara an apology. She accepts, everyone else comes to join them on the balcony, cinematic group hug, camera pan into the sun. I don't know lol. Basically what I'm saying is that Aang did not deserve some deus ex machina. He deserved to grow and become his best self like everyone else got to.

5. Aang should have heard differently in The Storm

Katara is a very fate-minded person and this is when I saw potential for her to become a toxic character in regards to Aang. When he admits that he ran away from home 100 years ago, Katara tells him that that was basically a good thing because he was meant to be here and now. Like...no? What Aang did, though understandable for someone so young, was still wrong. Yes he would have maybe been killed but I'm like 10000000% sure they had a plan to protect and evacuate the literal avatar. And what was technically "meant to be" was a new avatar. But hey, what's done is done and kicking Aang while he's down is a no-no in this household. But that doesn't change the fact that Aang needed and deserved honesty. Maybe the fisherman could have said this, I don't know, but I feel like Aang should have been told by someone that although running away was wrong, it's a blessing he and Appa were able to survive and be able to help save the world now with his amazing friends found-family. Maybe this is too harsh, and maybe even outright wrong, but I felt like Aang deserved a truer answer here to support and comfort him.

6. MAILEE!!!!

Do I even need to go into detail?

7. Spiritual sigh*

Don't make me go into detail -_- I will say though that although Aang and Katara are both amazing individuals capable of earth shattering things, they were not a healthy fit for one another. This is evident in the original series and especially in their children from LOK. They both deserved the best but better than one another.

8. ZUTARAAAAAAA

This is a Zutara blog you KNEW this was coming, as it should. There's just too much. There's too damn much. I would give a real paragraph to this too, but, I mean, there's already so much proving that this was the pair. Fics, metas, rants, this site. Scroll through my blog or any of the ATLA related blogs I follow and...dude. These two were meant to be together and I'll mourn the narrative brilliance WASTED for no good reason every day for the rest of my life. No reason these two shouldn't be married with three kids. sob. I will take this part to say thank you to the amazing fic writers that gave Katara, Zuko, Mai, and Aang what they deserved that the writers didn't have the guts to give them themselves. Next point tho.

9. AANG AND ONJI

Good God almighty. Why not this? WHY NOT THIS? I'm putting on my bullet proof vest and I'm going to say this; Aanji is cuter than Zutara. Now before you scorn me or whatever, let me explain. Zutara for me is like steak. No. Chicken parmesan. I like chicken parmesan better. The point though is that Zutara is savory. You know? I don't see them as cute, I see them as Obviously. Aanji on the other hand is like a bag of my favorite candy. They are like a brownie. A cookie. Girl Scout Samoas!...I don't know what words are anymore. This post got way out of hand. I guess what I'm saying is that for Zutara, I scream, but for Aanji, I squeal. I hope that makes sense. But here's the main point I want to make. Onji never knew who Aang really was. And Aang was always, at his core, himself. She very obviously had a crush on Aang for his personality and that was crazy cute and frankly preferable to Katara's "I...guess he is." (you know exactly what I'm talking about) Anyway, I kept wanting more of them together. I wish all the time that we'd gotten to see her again, with a more fleshed out character and all. And in the way that I imagine the show should have gone, she could have been the perfect love interest for Aang, during this episode or way later, even in the comics! Another WASTED opportunity for greatness and I will, again, never recover T-T

10. Iroh get your ass back here

Maybe this is a misguided critique but I hated that Iroh just left Zuko alone in the fire nation at the end of the series. Baby was in trouble in every sense of the word and Iroh was just like "See ya! You got this nephew." I'm expected to believe that? I'm expected to accept that? No no no. He should have at least stayed for a few years to help Zuko stay upright and, you know, alive. And by "upright" I don't mean "good." I just mean been there to support him because Lord knows he needed it, at least in the beginning of his reign. It was cute that Iroh was able to settle down with his own teashop after all those years of violence and mourning and running and this and that. I was more than happy for him for being able to have that peace finally. But I still think it could have waited a little while longer so he could support Zuko.

That's it I guess. I know not everything I've said makes the most sense in one way or another, but I enjoyed putting it together all the same. Thank you for reading and have a great day. I'll go finish my final now.

(Edited for a typo)

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[we-dragons]

I'm from a different dimension actually Chapter 8 Damian x reader

The school is shut down for a week ironically because of an attack by The Joker and Two-Face, that Robin and his team took down. The teachers sent out a notice with homework attached and told us to stay inside. Nightmare came back somewhere in the morning I couldn't tell the time because I apparently fell asleep along with Boy Wonder before the end of season 1 of The Highlander. I gently placed him down on the couch, gotten dressed, and made some breakfast, I only had eggs so I made some scrambled and put them on a plate for him and me. Nightmare got the last of the bacon. I put a plate over Robins while I ate mine sitting at the small table in the kitchen going over my homework. Sadly I finished my homework before my eggs and they have gone cold. I silently morn my eggs eating the cold carcass. "You stare any harder at that screen and you might break it." I jump, my head shoots upwards and I sigh, but then my eyes drop on my cat. My jaw drops the furball is purring in the arms of a masked stranger who is petting his head. Robin was petting my cat holding him like a baby and the demon is purring. Robin still had his eyes, and limbs not even a bite mark was seen on his skin.

"You traitor, you barely know him." I playful scold the feline, he meows nuzzling his face in Robin's chest.

"Your monster seems friendly."

"Nightmare looks like he's been introduced to catnip."

"Just a few scratches here and there." He smirks taking a seat next to me."Thank you for breakfast."

"Mhm." I turn back to the screen, "Will you be going back today Robin?"

"I might."

"Hmm." I finish the last problem for today closing the device, "Well I have to go to work, your welcome to stay if you want." I smooth out my clothes tossing one last look at the melting ball of fur. I quirk an eyebrow but move out to the door. I stop Halfway through the doorway and look back putting on my meanest face. "If you break a single window in my home I will find where ever you are and break you. Bye Nightmare, love you, I'll be back in a few hours."

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"Nightmare! I'm back!" my keys skitter across the floor but no black fur is seen. He's still in the arms of Robin though it's not Robin, Green eyes. My stomach sinks and my mouth goes dry. "Damian?" His is just as much shock as me, he puts down Nightmare and rushes to me the door slams behind me. And I'm being dragged then forced to sit, his hands grip my shoulders. "Your early, why did you arrive early, you not supposed to be back for another half hour." I hardly heard him, I scold myself now realizing the obvious. Why else would Nightmare feel comfortable around him he had been here before multiple times noticed how I treated Damian and that's why he was a purring mess in his arms. I said be nice to him when he was over not Robin, but of course, they smell the same Nightmare associated with both people. I should have spotted it sooner, the voice, the height, the tone of his speech. Dear God, I can mom telling how oblivious, like she did when she won Clue. It was right there, he asked the right question and baited me for answers. I don't know why this is a shock to me. Now that I think of it I have to stop myself from laughing

"What the hell," my voice quivers. "Damian, Damian Wayne. You help Gotham." I start snickering, pulling my hand over my face. I throw my head back laughing then fall over to the side. "Nightmare you knew didn't you! Haha, that's why you were you were melting like butter."

"Your laughing!"

"Did you assume I wouldn't!" I wheeze, my breath nearly coming out to form words. "I can imagine you fighting, but saving people that's something else entirely."

"Do you think so little of me?" He sounds disappointed.

"I don't mean it to offend you but what else can I say. I didn't expect this." I sit up, clearing my throat and looking him dead in the eye. "Can I just call you Damian now, or do I still have to you different names."

"Why aren't you more surprised?"I Smile sadly.

"I thought you would have read up on me, do you know who killed my parents that day at home." He stiffens, he opens his mouth but continues. "My Father's sister, my aunt, killed them both during dinner. All because my mother wouldn't let her see those journals you asked about. After that it many people took off their masks."

"That's all it took?"

"What should it take, she killed her own brother because she didn't get confidential knowledge. To be honest, I don't really care anymore."

"You need professional help." I shrug.

"Probably, but getting sessions is expensive and I don't enjoy answering "and how are you feeling?" questions. I had enough of that already from everyone else."

"Where's your brother, Emil?" I feel myself frown.

"He's with someone I trust, I can't tell you who, sorry."

"The file says you died, you also made a miraculous recovery, recovery from what?"

"I prefer not to answer that question, It's rather personal." I don't want to explain that either, I know the doctor was shocked to see me come back. They had to call the professor to have him take me and my brother. After that this entire fiasco.

"You know I'll find out either way."

"Listen, I don't know how I made it, I was tortured by my she who will not be named and left for dead. I prayed for anyone and everyone who would hear me, someone did, the police found me and I was rushed to the hospital. I decided to take a nap, and I woke up to the sound of Emil crying. He cried, even more, when I woke up, screaming even, the good doctor nearly fainted. I was plugged into wires of all sorts, and my uncle was holding a plug, I assume he pulled, tackled me. My body lit up in pain and felt like I was run over, the next I am separated from my family and rushed into a place where they check on me every three months. At least I got to choose the place, they pay for the school, and I cover everything else." I give in, it feels nice to tell someone, something even if it's not the whole truth. But it seems to shut him up. "Please don't go looking for Emil, they haven't caught my aunt yet. I don't know if she's looking for them next, I would prefer not to stand over another grave knowing she got them too." I stare at him gauging his reaction, his face is still stone, unmoving in the uncomfortable silence. I pick up Nightmare, who has been rubbing against my leg for a bit, and scratch his head as he wants.

"Fine, I won't push further but I have terms."

"Really?" What would he need terms for?

"1, you don't reveal my identity to anyone. 2, you will not acknowledge that you know my family’s identities. 3, I come whenever I like as Robin or as Damian. 4, I add terms whenever I please."

"Why would I agree to any of that? I'm the one who has your identity." He smiles.

"Because I will tell Batman this information, and he doesn't talk as kindly to people hiding something. You obviously still are, but for now, I'll let it slide I'm sure by now you've decided to watch the news, so you know what he does." I gulp, I did see his more recent victim and he looked traumatized.

"Alright fine, but I binge so if you fall asleep tough luck, I'm not going back."

"Fine," he reaches back and pulls out his mask which he puts back on, walking out to the kitchen. "I back in a bit, pull out your couch bed while I'm gone. I will be staying here a while." I get up after him.

"Hey, that offer is for when I thought you were some homeless bums who fights crime, gets money from villain's wallets. You have a perfectly good bed at home!" He turns back one foot on the railing and a grappling hook in hand. "Term 6, I will stay as long as I like." he jumps off like before, not giving me a chance to speak.

"Bastard! I need my alone time!" He's gone I don't even know if he heard me. I grumble pulling out the spare sheets and blankets to set up the bed. "He better be paying rent, smug rich kid."

"Meow." Nightmare looks over at the window Robin left of.

"Yes, he's coming back."

"Meow"

"No, I'm not going tell him, not until I have to."

"Merrow"

"Shut up." I kick the side of the couch holding the two large cushions that lay on it, the bed springs out and makes a satisfying thud on the floor. "Go and see if the data has finished downloading, then put it back in the box I'll make you something in a how you feel about tuna our downstairs grandparents gave me a can."

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The sheets are made, the cat is fed and now I am going over how I was going to cover for another person. How much would he eat, can he survive on pastries, ramen, and eggs. How long was he staying, would his family come asking about him seeing as he was here before. At both times, when he broke my window, and when they came for coffee.

"Hey, open the door." The voice is cold but still recognizable. I get up slowly taking my time getting there along with opening the door. He hurries in, dressed in some normal-ish clothes that still look expensive, but he still dressed like he came out of a photo shoot. He not only has a suitcase but some grocery bags, I frown at those. He seems to notice because he forgets his suitcase and charges into the kitchen. "Hey!"

"Y/N I am not eating ramen and eggs for god knows how long. I will cook a decent meal and you will have something healthy."

"How did you know I only had eggs and ramen?"

"I went through your fridge," He places a bag of tomatoes in the bottom drawer where I see green onions and various other veggies.

"I make stir-fry once a month, you have bought enough greens and reds to make that for two weeks. I don't even have rice."

"You don't like it when people spend money on you, do you?"

"I don't need other people's money," He opens his mouth, but I stop him raising a finger cutting him off. "And before you mention Molly, she remains the exception. Not that me telling her not to stops her."

"And why is that." He stops putting the food in the fridge.

"Because I've been friends with her longer," I look back at his bags and frown. "How long do you plan on staying again."

"For as long as I please."

"Won't they come looking for you? Your family I mean, the Detective stops by almost every day."

"Grayson won't be a problem, I left them a trail that leads to several other places." He stuffs the last of the food in the fridge, getting up and looking out the balcony window. "Should take a long while." I can hear the smugness in his voice.

"Your happy you tricked your brothers aren't you." He turns around forcing himself to frown but the corners of his lips twitch.

"Ho, you're a bastard Wayne."

"You're really gonna curse me?"

"You didn't tell me I couldn't Damian." I grab my computer and open Hulu putting on Star Trek; Next-generation where I left off. "Hope you enjoy space adventure, because I'm not starting this over its seven seasons and 4 movies. I'm halfway through season 3, if you want context just ask." I glance up signaling that I am waiting for a response, he leans on the wall in front of my kitchen. I can't read his face, but his face of neutral displeasure wasn't much better. "So, your done feeling good about yourself, or is there something else you need."

"It's been something I've been wondering for a while now, those iridescent pieces you fed me."

"Part of my mother's work." Not a complete lie,

"Was that what those missing journals about?"

"No." More of a lie but not wrong. He groans anyway, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Man, you really like to cut in deep and waste time. Just come here and watch some Star Trek with me I need someone else to groan in pain about Counselor Troy's and Will Riker's on and off slow burn romance." Begrudgingly he walks over plopping down next to me.

"Your tastes in tv are odd."

"You have no idea, my tastes in something go everywhere, after this and Highlander I have several old cartoons next. First, I might have to gather what you know about the Quack pack, Goof troop, Ducktales, and all that pizazz. Though I have a feeling that you would like Darkwing Duck more, or it could possibly be too relatable." He gives me a look.

"How could I relate to a duck?"

"We are a long way from that now, at the moment we must bear witness to Captain Picard and his adventures commanding the USS Enterprise."

"Has anyone told you how unbelievably weird you are?"

"Sir, you have entered my life for what looks to be the long run. You will experience the kind of weirdness only Molly has ever seen. But now that you are basically my roommate you might see more." I pat his shoulder. "So, buckle up, because this is now you've got a seat on this roller-coaster, and you can't get off till the car reaches a complete stop. Now can we please get back to the show I want to see some cosmic action?"

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"Was that a statement or a question?"

"He can achieve the perception of feeling with a chip that goes into his hyper-advanced brain, lets his brother take it but can't make his own."

"I lent you my computer to catch up to where I left off for one night and that's what you're hung upon."

"Yes," his eyes look serious while he shoves some oatmeal in his mouth. "You are the one who can't stand the slow burn."

"Touche."

Before we got to the last season, Damian had asked he could see the rest of the show before the finally. I didn't expect that he would binge because it was a weekend, he even made extensive notes on character weakness. He still went out on patrol every night but came back with no one tailing him. That's what he says at least. He looks tired, with bags under his eyes and just lacking energy altogether.

"While I'm at work please go to sleep, you look like you fought an energy vampire and lost."

"I wouldn’t have lost to a vampire, they’re not that hard to kill.”

“But they drink blood they need to get close; energy vampires are more psychic they don’t even have to be a real monster.” He stops eating/

“How so?”

“They could be emotionally, physically, and mentally draining people. You know like Deity Skimmer, the girl in our science class. You can’t kill the energy-sucking vibes she gives off, can you.” He snorts behind his hand.” I mean it, even creatures of the night need sleep.” I drop my dishes off in the sink. I walk off to the door putting on my boots, I hear the chair slide and I feel his judging eyes digging holes in the back of my skull.

“Once again your conditions said nothing about teasing you, suck it up.” He scoffs. “I’ll be back around 5, don’t break any more windows while I’m gone.” I close the door before I hear any remarks once more about the incident. Though I laugh to myself, I straighten out my outfit and head down to the wonderful smells of the coffee shop. I walk slowly down the stairs looking out to the crowd that had been seated in the lounge. My managers were out by the couches talking to one of the regulars. Pull me behind the counter and relieve my coworker Meg, she looks exhausted and excuses herself. She takes what I assume is her coffee and puts away her apron and rushes out the door. I finish out what she didn’t clean and wait for anyone to come up to the counter. *Ring* though it is loud I hear the bell for the door ring.

“I’ll be with you in just a moment, I need to clean the nozzle here.”

“That’s fine, I can wait.” I flinch but catch myself, so it looks like I flicked something. I turn around with the best smile I can pull off. The sleep-deprived brother of Damian, peers at me from under his hair a frown tugging on his face.

“Oh hey! You came here with detective Grayson last time. Is there anything you would like?”

“Coffee.”

“Any particular kind?”

“Anything that will keep me from sleeping on this counter.” He knocks on the surface twice.

“I Can recommend our D&D potion bottle, it’s a personal favorite of the owners.”

“Why not, how much?” He fumbles around for his pockets, I stop him.

“How about, I make get it for you, and then you pay.” He brings his hands back on the counter and nods.

“I will only be a few minutes, please make yourself comfortable.” I pull out the ingredients for our powerful concoction, the pho fried ice cream, a large potion bottle with a straw, and 20-sided dice. I place the potion bottle in front of him and the ice cream but hand him the dice. He stares at the shiny plastic unmoving.

“I would roll that.” He does what I say and lands on a nine. “Well, sir after this one you can either have another potion or chose two desserts of any kind from our display or menu.” He takes a sip from the straw rather slow; his eyes perk up a bit.

“How Much did you say this was?”

“Oh! That will be $9.23?” He pulls out the exact amount, and I put it away in the register, placing it in the compartment marked D&D.

“And I would like another one of these to go.”

“Sure, would you like it now or before you go?”

“Well now should be nice, I’m leaving in just a bit.” I pull out a cup that is relatively the same size as the potion bottle. I go to give him his cup and notice that he finished the bottle and ice cream. Confusion hits me, but I don’t stare too long to turn to clean the mess. “Have you seen Damian at all?” And there it was.

“No, not since the Gala? Did something happen?”

“There was a…disagreement so he ran out, but if you see him,” He handed me a piece of paper with a string of numbers and an email. “Tell me. That is my number and email.” He does not say anymore and walks out the door, the bell signaling his departure.

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When I got back, I told Damian what happened, he isn’t pleased and is currently pacing the floor.

“My guess is that he knows.” I sigh over my tea and stare sadly at the replaced window.

“No doubt.”

“You know I was rather hoping not to be having another visit from the Batman. What will happen when they find out that I know about the caped crusader thing.”

“He’ll either force into secrecy, turn you into a child crusader, or confine you to the manor.”

“So in other words no privacy.”

“None.”

“As lovely as that would be you told me this was temporary, so why can’t you go back?”

“At the Gala I was supposed to keep you entertained at the table so that we could trap you into to talking about those journals.” I knew it.

“So, you lied to me.” I look at him, faking shock and betrayal.

“It was for the sake of the investigation; I didn’t think that I would end up-.” He examines my expression and face palms. “What’s wrong with you.”

“I like to call it “I laugh in the face of danger” Syndrome, in a moment of despair I crave comedy.”

“You're worse than Grayson.”

“I like him, so I’ll let this one slide.” I sip the warm liquid feeling soothed at the pumpkin spice. “What are you going to do now?” Nightmare jumps on the table noticing my concern and waiting for his answer from me. He walks to the corner where he put his bag then went to the closet pulling out my suitcase. He then grabs his outfit Robin outfit from the coat rack and his other materials. “Get packed, we’re leaving. I’ll grab Nightmare’s things gab whatever you need. And I mean need, don’t pick it up unless it’s necessary.”

“What? I can’t just leave, what about my job? School?!” He Pulls out my backpack and puts some food in it. “Damian!”

“Just trust me, I’ll take care of it! I don’t want you tangled up in my family’s nonsense.” He looks at me something odd swirling in his eyes. “Please.”

“Fine,” I grab my suitcase and pack my box and my compiece which hasn’t gotten back to me on its progress. I throw a few sets of clothes. I open the box to make sure the journals, the scales, and everything else, then I hide it under the clothing and my laptop in the front pocket. I thank myself for making sure to get a suitcase that has a double use as a backpack. In the living room, Damian is all packed the bag is strapped across his chest and he’s holding Nightmare.

“Let’s go.” He hands me Nightmare and pulls me to the balcony. He pulls out and belts with a ring pultruded out on one side swiftly put it around me connecting the loop to his belt. “Hold on tight, and don’t let go till I tell you.” I Sling an arm around him and grip on to Nightmare, he doesn’t hesitate and shoots across the balcony with his grappling gun. I screw my eyes shut. And wait to stop, my heart beats wildly in my chest Nightmare begins purring maybe in hopes to soothe me. I feel something wrong, but it would mean I was away from the Crows. I’m running again, even if it’s not me who chose this it still feels wrong. Because in the direction he’s going it seems that we were leaving Gotham. And for some reason, I feel like it would be a while before I returned.

#wayne #scifi #damian #bruce #bats #fanfiction #xreader #characterxreader #jason todd #tim drake #character x reader #mxf #fxm #batboys #batboys x reader #Damianxreader #X reader #DC #Marvel #MarvelxReader #DCxreader #batfam #mutants #Damian Wayne x reader

[itsclydebitches]

About Bakugo, I actually think his original characterization is partly why his arc doesn't work for me: it seems like his contempt for others and desire to hurt them is innate, because he was already insulting and humiliating Deku for fun when they were in kindergarden, and at this age I'm not sure it makes sense to blame the adults around him for this behavior. This is also why I don't buy the "childhood friends" narrative, even before the infamous river scene Bakugo was toxic to Deku.

Hard agree, anon. I'm willing to give some wiggle room to the "Bakugo had a messy childhood and that's why he's like this" argument just because I'm not caught up (and thus might be missing some flashbacks/revelations), no one's life is ever perfect, and there's a subjective line between what we read as innocuous tropes vs. realistic traumas (example: is his mom hitting him something we take seriously, or just classic anime "comedy"?), but honestly I'm... not persuaded by that stance. Largely due to what you've said about this contempt being around since the very beginning. Bakugo's cruelty is the introduction to the entire series, the very first thing we see:

First, they're young here. Maybe not kindergarten young, but as we see in the above narration, it's at age four that Bakugo acquired his "I'm the best" thinking (more on that in a second). They're kids. This is not something that developed slowly over the years until Bakugo crossed some kind of line, he's been like this since the very start. Since a kid is capable of forming thoughts, opinions, and making decisions: like attacking another. In what way does this establish them as friends? Izuku literally shaking as he tries to protect another kid Bakugo is has hurt? Bakugo calling him worthless? Gleefully attacking and punching Izuku in the face? They were never friends! Izuku followed Bakugo around because he was paid some kind of attention by him and Bakugo poisoned the well — no one else in class will befriend Izuku. We see this both by the two willing to help beat him up here and, later, when Izuku says he wants to got to U.A. the entire class laughs at both the idea and Bakugo blowing up his desk in response. The bullying is the only kind of "friendship" Izuku has, so he embraces it with a smile and a nickname. Meanwhile, Bakugo allows Izuku to tag along because he makes him feel good in comparison. All Bakugo needs for an ego boost is to look at Izuku. He's the useless, quirkless nobody whose name can be read as "Deku." What's not to like? Izuku makes Bakugo feel good because Bakugo will always come out on top — always win — when pit against him. Did they have a few good moments gushing over All Might? Yeah, but anyone who has been bullied knows that it's not a clear cut "They were consistently awful every second of every day." Sometimes, those moments of pretend or conditional friendship make everything worse.

(As a side note, I keep hearing the more intense fans of Bakugo saying that those who criticize him identify with Izuku "too much" and it's like... yes? He's the protagonist. You're supposed to identify with him. To say nothing of the question of why you'd include such an explicit bullying subplot — arguably at the heart of the narrative in regards to characterization — if you didn't want readers who had experienced bullying to relate to this story. So it's all about victims like Izuku, you're allowed to care, just don't care in a way that holds Bakugo responsible?)

"But Izuku cares about Bakugo. He tried to help him out of the river." Yeah, because Izuku cares about everyone. Overlooking his warped idea of what friendship is due to having no one but Bakugo, Izuku is the kind of person who is going to extend his hand to anyone who needs it, just like All Might would. His extreme compassion and lack of other friends is not good proof that he cares for Bakugo in any true, healthy fashion, let alone that Bakugo cares for him.

As for when this all started, yeah, it was when they were even younger than in the scene above. Toddlers when Bakugo realized he had a strong quirk and Izuku was told he had none. Bakugo's reaction to these events — deciding he's better than everyone else and that justifies harming those "lesser" than him — is instantaneous. That desire was there all along. He just needed an excuse to act on it. After the conversations about the adults' influence on him, I went back to the anime scenes of Bakugo showing his quirk to his class and it's... pretty normal? I mean yes, there's praise, but in what world wouldn't there be praise? A bunch of other kids are going to ooh and ahh over mini explosions and the two teachers, unless they're entirely heartless, are going to tell this kid that he'll indeed make a wonderful hero someday. Those are standard responses for very young kids who aren't going to understand something like, "That is a powerful quirk and you could be a great hero... just don't let that potential go to your head!" There's nothing in those scenes that imply an excess of praise, at least so much that it would totally warp a kid's perspective of others to the extent Bakugo has going on. If I recall correctly, Bakugo's parents are quite disappointed in his behavior, but that never had an impact on him. And as I mentioned previously, we have incredibly talented characters like Momo (getting into U.A. on recommendation), people like Ida who come from families with other heroes they want to impress, Todoroki dealing with a crazy legacy to live up to, tied up in his abuse... yet none of them turned out like Bakugo. All of that didn't kill their compassion, but adults telling Bakugo he has a strong quirk made him into this person? Bakugo wanted to be that person, right from the start.

Honestly, I think a lot of fans latched onto Bakugo — which is awesome! — but didn't want to admit how horrible he actually is. So they took moments largely out of context and repeated them enough until they became fandom staples. Bakugo and Izuku were close childhood friends who just had a falling out they need to come back from. Bakugo was only like this because the adults in his life drove him to that behavior. Izuku loves Bakugo because he can see how good he is, deep down inside, and definitely not because he's been stuck with him since they were toddlers, unable to escape him even at U.A. It's a very sanitized look at their relationship, embraced because fans want them to be friends or lovers. Which is fine! God knows I'm into a ton of "problematic" ships, I just like acknowledging that they're problematic, not trying to sweeten the situation because fandoms have made others feel guilty for liking anything that's not squeaky clean and pure. Bakugo tormented Izuku for their entire childhood. He encouraged him to commit suicide. He tried to keep him from achieving his dream, both by undermining his confidence and outright threatening him (remember burning his shoulder?). He then reworked that obsession when they both got into U.A., trying to prove Izuku's uselessness, failing, and continually struggling with the thought that he's actually a great hero. And it's like... why do I care? This guy is a horrible person, he's been a horrible person since he was a kid, and his greatest challenge for more than half the story is acknowledging that other people aren't worthless trash. His improvement still hasn't gotten him to the standard of an average person, let alone a hero. If Bakugo were a villain, great, or if the story was going to really highlight the corruption of the hero career as a whole (we take anyone with powerful quirks, no matter how awful they are), great, but as a main character hero whose behavior is supposedly just a cover for a fantastic guy, please overlook everything he does and assume he's worthy of your respect anyway? Ehhh. Why do I care about him as a good guy when there are characters like Ida and Uraraka I could stan? To be clear, I'm not saying other fans can't enjoy whatever characters they enjoy, just that from a storytelling perspective I think it's a failure to introduce Bakugo as such an extreme, make him one of the heroes, give him such a selfish struggle, and then expect a lot of the audience to care. Bakugo either needed to be more balanced from the start — regular flaws instead of such an intense adoration for cruelty from the age of four — or the story needed to unpack his behavior in a way it never bothered to.

#BNHA #My Hero Academia #anti bakugo #mymetas

[valeskakingdom]

Request

Could I request a part 3? Jerome keeps the reader as his hostage for popularity and attention. Reader is really fond of the attention she gets as well and eventually sleeps with Jerome again? In the end she sees how Galavan kills him and is really sad?

Requested by @violentvaleska

So guys, here's part 5!!

Credit gif: @jokersbabe27

Jerome x female reader (part 5)

Warnings: mentions of violence and murder, depression

Word count: 3378

*Later that day at the charity*

"Already excited for my show, doll?" Jerome grinned through his magician costume. you hated that costume. It hid Jerome's beautiful face with a shitty beard, his hairs were under a stupid wig and a black cylinder. And that tuxedo...gosh, you hated it thought not as much as the wig or the fake beard. The worst on it was his name...'Rodolfo'. You were disgusted by that name.

No magician in that universe would ever call himself like that! It sounds so ridiculous!

"Of course! Though I already know you'll be amazing as always." You smirked pressing a kiss on his cheek "Give them the best show they've ever seen!"

"That ain't be a problem for me" Jerome grinned "Even Hundini wouldn't have seen such a great show." You giggled at his comment.

"Without further ado, please allow me to present you the Great Rodolfo!" Immediately, Jerome walked on stage, everyone was applauding - even you. You were excited for how he was acting as a magician. Of course, you knew he was doing it well anyway. Jerome was professional. He could play every role in this Earth perfectly!

"Ha! Greetings ladies and germs," Jerome walked on stage "I am indeed the Great Rodolfo! Please ogle my lovely assistant. Ohh, for my first act, I'll require a volunteer. Let me see. Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, goose!" Jerome pointed at Bruce Wayne, the richest orphan in Gotham that was hated by every villain - really, everyone wanted to kill him.

"Hello, young man. Does this handsome gentleman have a name?" You heard Jerome saying after she went out to the crowd to bring him back.

"Bruce." The boy responded.

"Bruce! Well, Bruce. This won't hurt a bit." He clapped two great blades together "Is there a doctor in the house?"

Jerome sticked one of the blades in the box along with the other one. The audience gasped, them applauded him.

While watching you were astonished about Jerome's well, acting. Nobody noticed it was him. Neither Bruce nor the other guests recognized anything. Almost unbelievable for you.

"Some people say Bruce has a split personality." Jerome laughed loud while Barbara brought the little kid back to his actual place "For my next illusion, I'd like to call to the stage esteemed Deputy Major Harrison Kane."

Barbara pushed a rolling table, covered with a tarp, forward that it stood in front of Jerome. She pulled the tarp back and you could see any kind of knives laying down there. You were thinking about what was coming next. Is Jerome still playing with him or is he about to kill that guy?

Barbara bended down making the others noticed the next illusion was incoming. But a mistake happened, her mask fell down.

They're fucked!! You thought panicking. If anyone of the guests recognized them, they all would have a big problem. People would call the police, others die, the police finds you and eventually become informed about Theo, as well.

But Barbara kept being professional. Nobody made a move to start panicking or to call the police. Everything stayed normal.

"By the way, nobody is getting out here alive." At first the crowd laughed because they thought he was just joking - of course, he did not. Jerome killed the Deputy and the gunfire started. People were screaming and hiding in hope they weren't the next victim.

You flinched a little in surprise, although you might have expected it. Who would Jerome not kill expect you? He killed his mother, now the Deputy Major...it was just a matter of time to see who was his next victim.

For you, that all was pretty exciting, but also a big feeling of unpleasantness came over you. This situation reminded you of the day Jerome kidnapped you. You had flashbacks. You fear, you uncomfortableness, the nervousness, the wish to go home...everything came back - you knew best how the victims felt right now, and.

And as the last time, something told you that this situation wouldn't turn out well.

You wanted to be with Jerome right now. You just wanted to hug him, you wouldn't care whether he liked it or not, you just needed it.

But you couldn't go to him. You promised him to stay backstage to watch his marvellous show. And you knew, as everyone else knew what would happen if you broke the promise. His mood would change again and you needed to see whether it would turn out well for you or not.

You just stared at your lover. Finally he took the cylinder from his head as the wig, his black mask and the beard. Finally he presented himself again. You couldn't help but smile. You saw him being excited, being happy. He was the star in the show as he was the boss. You loved to see this: him standing there calm and managing everything while around him was pure chaos.

He was so professional you thought.

Out of nowhere, another woman was brought on stage, it was Lee Tompkins.

She was handhuffed, her gaze expressed fear and panicking.

They probably have taken her from behind as she was about to call the cops to tell what was going on.

You saw Jerome gazing at her with a smile - immediately, you hated her. You hated how you Jerome looked at her, how he smiled at her. It looked the same as every time he was smiling at you.

"Hey, darling" You felt shivers down your spine and jealousy came over you as he said that, you hated when Jerome was acting kinda flirty with other women. You always got the feeling they'd be much better than you but you also that your thoughts are wrong "I need to borrow your phone for a moment. We wanna tell Jimbo how the show's going on, don't we?"

And so he called him:

"Sorry Jimbo, it's just little old me!" He said nothing for a moment, then "Are you outside? You are, aren't you?" He cackled" Oh, goody!"

"Breathe, James. I haven't touched a hair on your girlfriend's pretty head." See for yourself. This is live television after all." You heard Jerome laughing after he responded to 'Jimbo'.

Then Jerome and Barbara tied Lee up on that big wheel pretending to shoot her head. It was all to entertain the crowd, to make them love. No one loved though - besides you. You loved their show. It entertained you and you loved to see your lover in action.

"True, but not the point. Hey, let's talk about what I want." Jerome walked down the stage closer to the camera "$47 million, a helicopter, obviously, the dry cleaning I left at Mr. Chang's be careful, the man is a crook, and mm, I don't know, a pony. Uh, you got ten minutes or I start killing people. Remember this is being broadcast to every home in Gotham, so, don't let people die. Bye!" Jerome laughed into the phone as he hung up "I think that went well." Jerome looked at you giving you a wink with a smile.

"Enough! You need to pack up your pathetic little sideshow and leave!" You suddenly heard Theo yelling from the other side of the stage. You were confused. What was he doing here? He told them to do this! Or did this still belong to the show?

"Is that right?" Jerome asked with a smirk.

"It may be presumptuous to speak for all citizens of Gotham. But we are sick of you! You're a small, vicious man with a pathetic need for attention. Enough man, for God's sake, enough!"

You were even more confused about Galavan's words. Something was in the bush. In his tower he spoke in high claims of Jerome that he was the star in the show, that he trusted Jerome most that he'll do it. What was wrong now?

"I'm curious what your leverage is here, Mr.?"

"Theo Galavan"

"Well, Mr. Theo Galavan, if you don't sit down, uh, I'm gonna shoot you. In your face."

"I know there is some human decency left in you. If you need a hostage, take me. But let these people go home! To their families, to their children." Before Theo could continue his speech, Barbara knocked him out with a some kind of pan. You giggled for yourself, almost laughed loud. It looked so stupid for you how he fell on the ground. It was like in a real blockbuster.

"Boring" Barbara stated.

"Right" Jerome cackled loudly, then he made his way to you with a big grin in his face. Automatically you grinned, too.

"How do you like the show doll?" Jerome grabbed your hands and pulled you close to him. You felt a slightly blush spreading over your cheeks as he pressed his lips against yours. His hands grabbed your cheeks softly to intense the kiss.

"I love it! It's very exciting" You grinned wrapping your arms around his neck while he wrapped his arms around your waist "But I'm much happier about you not wearing this cruel costume anymore. It covered your face, I hated it."

Jerome just chuckled about your comment and kissed your forehead.

"I have an idea," You just raised your brows looking at him in interest "Wanna be the star in my show?"

"Of course I do!" You smiled wide before he pressed his lips against yours quickly, then you both walked out. Gasps filled the room, all eyes were on you. They all knew who you were. You were the missed girl everyone was looking for. They either thought you were dead or that you were left at a lost place. But now you stood there - healthy, happy, self-confident.

"I know what you all think: That's (Y/n)! What is she doing here?! Where has she been?! I tell you all a secret: She was with me all the time." Jerome grabbed your face soft making you giggle "She's gorgeous, isn't she? Always has a pretty smile in her face."

Barbara pulled a next man up on stage positioning right in front of you and handed you a gun. Then she placed an apple on the man's bald.

"You know how to hold a gun, doll?" Jerome grinned wrapping his arms around you from behind. You felt his lips and his warm breathe touched your cheek. It was giving you chills in arousal.

"I'm not that stupid, Jerome." You made sure the gun was loaded. You positioned yourself to keep stable and pointed the gun at the apple. That was what Barbara and Tabitha have taught you over the days you were at Galavan's.

The man in front of you was shivering with wide eyes, his sweat was dripping down his forehead. His eyes expressed fear and you could see he wished you didn't kill him.

"Hold very still." Jerome growled at the man, then he covered his eyes with one hand "I can't look! Someone tell me how it turns out."

You inhaled deeply and concentrated on the apple. But as you pulled the trigger, just water came out and splashed into the old man's face. At that moment, you thought that Jerome jerked you around with tell you time the star.

Jerome just sighed in annoyance grabbing your gun and gave you a new one assuring you that he didn't know the gun was fake.

"Damn! Turn around." The man looked at you in fear and turned around. With his eyes he literally begged you not to shoot or at least to hit the apple. He was about to stop moving as you shot the apple from his head. The crowd gasps in shock and relief that the guy wasn't dead yet.

"Whoo!" Barbara cheered happily. You knew she was proud of you that you didn't blame yourself and missed the apple. You were proud of yourself, too. You shot without hesitation, not even thinking of missing the apple and accidentally shoot the guy.

Every one else kept quiet tho.

"Well, clap!" Jerome shouted kinda aggressively to the crowd - then they did it. Nervously and fast. He laughed slightly pressing a kiss on your cheek "Well done, doll."

"Thank you, Jerome." You grinned. He took the gun out of your hands and placed it on the table with the knives. Then he kept staring at them for a while, you could see he was thinking about something.

"Do you know how to use a knife? Just wondering." Jerome smiled at you.

Before you could answer though, you saw Lee kicked Barbara in the stomach making her grunt.

As Barbara looked up at Lee, you could see fury was written in her face. She was angry, mad...these words just described a very small part of her feeling. It was incredible how much hate a person could express.

You looked at Lee. You could see she didn't give a fuck about her consequences.

"Haven't been ten minutes," Jerome hissed holding Barbara's arm tight that she was unable to stab Lee "We need to buy you a watch." Soon as Jerome turned around back to you Barbara punched Lee in her face. The crowd and you all gasped in surprise. Jerome instead, just looked at you shaking his head in disappointment what made you chuckle.

"Well, I think it's time for tonight's first official victim. You all know and love. Poor rich boy...Parents murdered in an alley, and my favorite volunteer: Where is Bruce Wayne?" Jerome claimed waiting for the little boy's appearance - he didn't come though. Everyone looked around for the boy hoping he would come. They, as you, knew what would happen if he did - someone will die.

"You know, I'm an orphan, too, Bruce? I killed my parents, though." Jerome spoke to the microphone, then stepped away from it "Where are you hiding?"

"Bruce!" Jerome screamed in anger making you flinch a little - you were always surprised about his temper. It came rapidly and was gone after a few seconds "Where are you buddy?!"

"That little kid's afraid of you, Jerome." You giggled wrapping your arms around his torso kinda in hope to calm him down a little. You had no idea his temper could ride that fast. "Give that boy some time to realize how much fun he's gonna have with you."

"We don't have time, right now. We have a plan to follow." Jerome grumbled looking around for Bruce and slightly pushing you away from him. In your eyes, Jerome was  a mix of an infant and a monster or the evil itself. His impatience reminded you of a child that didn't get his will. And his eye expression expressed fury, evil and the strong wish to kill the kid. It was fascinating, and almost frightening.

"Kill his butler!"" Barbara suggested.

"Alright, last chance Bruce but it's about to get very butler-brainy out here." Jeromekept looking around. While that, some of Jerome's colleagues grabbed the butler's arms right pushing him forward to Jerome. He was an older tall man in a black tuxedo looking very concerned for the little boy - understandable.

"Brucey!" Jerome yelled looking through the crowd but the boy still didn't appear "I'm bored. Shoot the butler." Jerome turned to you with a grin, not even really paying attention to what was happening around him. He just wanted you.

"Stop!" Bruce claimed panicking and ran fast in front of the stage to his poor butler.

"Let's get this started, huh?" Jerome gasped pulling Bruce back while pointing a gun at his head "You! Check behind the curtain! Make sure no one's playing silly buggers"

One of Jerome's colleagues nodded and walked to the curtain. He moved it aside the entrance,  he got shot.

"Drop the knife!" James Gordon shouted pointing a gun at Jerome, but he just laughed and pressed the young Bruce Wayne in front of his body, a sharp blade was pressed on his throat almost cutting his thin skin.

"I don't have a clean shot!" Gordon shouted.

"Stay calm, Bruce." The butler tried to encourage the little boy after he took a gun, as well, pointing it at Jerome. He totally ignored what Gordon said. His mind was all around Bruce.

"It seems like we've got ourselves a pickle." Jerome stopped laughing but pressing a knife against Bruce's throat. "What do you say Brucey boy? Wanna boost our ratings, huh?" Jerome cackled insanely again "Smile."

"I said enough!"  All of a sudden Theo appeared behind Jerome. He looked mad, very mad. Again you got that feeling of uncomfortableness. And again you got that feeling that something bad will happen now. You saw it on his gaze. This devilish grin. Something was in the bush.

And you weren't wrong. Shortly after Jerome turned to him slowly, Theo stabbed a knife into his neck.

Everyone gasped in shock, you were the loudest though. You heart dropped, you couldn't move for the moment, your legs became weak, cat got your tongue - you weren't able to breathe normal. You felt poor as you stared at Theo's hand that pressed the knife in Jerome's throat deeper and deeper - and that all right in front of you. Your whole body shivered, you were about to throw up every minute.

Tears built up in your eyes and some even streamed down your cheeks. This couldn't be real, this mustn't be real! You couldn't loose him, not now, not again, not forever.

Things have happened not quite perfect and you were mad at him, you didn't want to be with him, you even hated him for a moment, you were afraid of him... everything. You could say for one moment he was your biggest fear in your life because you were scared he'd kill you every minute, or every time you did something wrong. But that faded, it was forgiven, your love was refreshed. It was stronger than the night you two met for the first time. Your connection was stronger than ever before - you knew you belonged together. Why else did fate decide to let you two meet again? Why else would you fall for him again? Why else did he all you his doll, his girl, his queen? That weren't just words...it was more, a lot more.

You knew Jerome couldn't show love as usual people did, but you knew he loved you. His soft side towards you, him trying to make you smile, him protecting you when Greenwood teased you or harassed you..,that was all real. He didn't act at all!

All the memories came up. His smile, how you two hold a conversation for the first time at the circus, you felt the warmth on you hand again when you remembered how he held your hand. You could feel his arms wrapping around your body, and you could hear him calling you 'doll'.

And all this was gone forever now.

"I know, I know." He pressed Jerome down to the ground "Im so sorry, Jerome. You have real talent. But now you see, the plot thickens. Enter the hero." You saw Theo grinning slightly.

You could kill him for what he has done to him - and to you. He took all your joy away, he ripped your heart in two and three it away that it shattered in thousands of pieces. He had to die in your eyes. He just deserved it. You wanted revenge. You wanted to make him feel what he has done to you. You wanted to make him feel how you felt - sad, broken, shocked.

"I was gonna be.." With his last breath and his last courage, he looked up to you still having a grin in his face. His mouth opened shortly as if he was about to say something to you, but too late.

He was dead - dead as your happiness, your joy, you will to live. Your heart felt so heavy that every beating was exhausting you, as your breathing. The world was spinning around you. You body and your psyche couldn't handle what has happened just a few seconds in front of you.

He died, your love, your everything - your Jerome. And he will never come back.

And you died - inside.

#dc #dcmultiverse #gotham #jerome valeska #dc villains #dc villian #gotham city #gotham fandom #gotham jerome valeska #jerome valeska x reader #cameronmonaghan #cameron monaghan x reader #cameron monaghan #gotham series #gotham x reader #gotham fanfic #gotham jerome #dc universe #jerome x reader #jerome valeska fandom #jerome valeska x you #oneshots #oneshot #request

[cottoncandyjester]

Yandere boys as dads

I've got a dozen of asks wanting a pregnant y/n or the boys being dads sooo let's do this thing

This story contains: wholesome dad stuff, talk of breeding kink and breastmilk kink *cough* salem *cough*

Theodore

When you told him you were pregnant he actually started crying

"you're..we're..sweetheart that's amazing!"

He's been dreaming of being a husband and father since he was a child

Makes sure to take care of you during your pregnancy he's at your beck and call

He is very nervous about doing anything intimate with you so you are on a strict no sex ban for nine months

Even when he cuddles you he gets super scared

When you finally have the baby he's absolutely freaking out

He prepared for this though so he is not too badly scared

Definitely the type to talk to the child like it's a grown adult

Has huge dreams for his baby like yale or law school

Of course he will be a supportive parent no matter what

Definitely not used to having to be silly so it's a bit of a challenge

"um, theo what are you doing?"

"reading edgar allan poe"

You stared at your husband who was currently reading such a thing to your six month old baby.

"sweetie there are baby books.."

Theo closed the book before locking eyes with you having a serious gaze on his face.

"I refuse to read my child a book that uses the word awesomest its either more awesome or awesome."

"theo that was on-"

Theo simply cracked the thick book back open with a slight pout on his face.

"I refuse [y/n] I absolutely refuse"

You felt the urge to choke your man child of a husband, you were pretty sure your child was more concerned about trying to eat the book.

Hikaru

He definitely will be shocked if you tell him you're pregnant

Will be all tsundere about it but you know he's happy

"w-what?! You idiot! Were you on the pill? Ugh! Fine we can keep it"

The minute he is away from you he's grinning and crying.

He's also super scared though cause he comes from a huge fucked up family

During the pregnancy he is super protective of you and the baby

No leaving the house and no getting up from bed

"sit down damn it! If you break a bone I'm killing you!"

As a father..he's great

Definitely spoils his child in riches

Everything from clothes to toys is expensive

He wants to give them the absolute best

Definitely is a bragger and a PTA dad

"remember sweetie if a commoner walks up to you they are usually dangerous"

"papa what's a commoner"

Hikaru smiled as he painted his three year old's nails deciding to give them a make over while you were out.

"well, a commoner is someone who doesn't have any money like us they are below us on the food chain"

"hikaru..."

The feminine male twitched at the sound of your voice and glanced back only to see you glaring at him. Having a child with you has definitely made him respect you far more to the point where his degrading is usually light and slightly harmless.

"what did I say about calling people that infront of them?!"

"I'm only being honest like you're a filthy commoner yet I still married you, doesn't that say something about how I feel?"

You wondered how much was his life insurance incase you blacked out and one day killed him.

Prince

He nearly catches a heart attack when you told him you were pregnant

He hasn't been hooking up with anyone or drinking too much since he's been with you but he still doesn't expect it

"p-p- pregnant?! You're kidding yeah?!"

The first few days he is flipping out but after it settles he does quite well

He definitely has no idea what to do when you start having mood swings and stuff like that

He tries his best to please you

He still definitely wants to do it at though

He will be pouty the entire nine months if you deny him

As far as being a parent he tries his hardest

He definitely matures a lot more but is still the silly guy like always

You walked into your child's room only to see prince's hair in many ponytails which made you hold back a laugh.

"trying a new style babe?"

"not funny [y/n], but yes I am"

Prince flashed you a grin before he reached to touch his hair only to feel a tiny hand slap it away

"not finished!"

Primce let's out a long sigh before giving you a pleading expression now wanting your help but you simply turned away.

"have fun!"

"[y/n]this isn't how you treat your husband!"

You ignored prince's outburst and figured he can handle his own child giving him a makeover.

Axis

When you told him you were pregnant he was so happy

"we're going to have a baby? I'm so excited!"

But then it hit him

He won't be able to see a child

Won't be able to see their first steps or how beautiful they are and he gets upset at himself

He gets a little depressed but he still helps you out during the pregnancy

He is terrified during the whole pregnancy

He breaks down when the baby is born

Hearing them cry for the first time really snapped him out of his depression

His first worry is if the child is healthy

As a parent he definitely wants to spoil his child but he's also deathly over protective

He always let you know that he loves his family

You let a long sigh as you walked around the hluse looking for both your toddler and husband, you heard hushed whispering in axis' art room so you walked there only to find axis with the three year old in his lap and was teaching them how to paint.

"art is about feeling, though I guess we can talk more about that when you're older!"

Axis let them paint whatever they wanted though randomly he covered their eyes earning a giggle

"daddy! I can't see!"

"yeah, try paint now hmm? Not so easy huh?"

You rolled your eyes at his antics but you noticed his shaking hands before realizing what was going on..he was checking their eyesight.

"it's lunch time guys"

Axis perked up at your voice and turned to you with a smile though it was definitely strained, he was nervous about something but you didn't push it.

Yuki

He definitely wasn't expecting pregnant to come out when your mouth talked to him

His reaction was a shocked expression

"oh. I see"

What you don't know was that kids terrified yuki

He was scared of his child being as fucked up as he is

He is definitely supportive though

He gets his first tattoo of his child's name on his back

Him as a parent is very interesting

He is wrapped around his child's finger

Whatever they want he will absolutely do

The want snacks? He got it. They want to play pretend? He'll play for hours

He Is quite protective or both you and his child so the first year of their birth he didn't want to leave your side or theirs either

He just wants to be a happy family.

"having fun yuki?"

"mhm.."

You held back a snort of laughter at the sight of yuki doing a tea party with your four year old, he had so much glitter in his hair he reminded you of a disco ball.

You were glad he was entertaining them but you simply couldn't help but laugh at his appearance. He had stickers all over his face and was wearing a bright red tutu

"join us."

You gazed at him with a nervous look, he planned this. Before you knew it you were roped in as well now with a long sigh

"the things we do for this little demon"

"mhmm..more tea?"

Salem

Let's be real here salem got you pregnant on purpose cause of his breeding kink

When you told him the news you had to spray him with water to keep him from pouncing you

Your pregnancy is very sexual with him around

He definitely has a breast milk kink so he uses you a lot during your pregnancy for that

To a point where you're worried about being dried up

He likes to talk to the baby while you're asleep or just laying down

When the baby does come you're terrified about him being a parent

He is a good parent actually..he's weird but good

He acts like a child himself so it's quite fun

He is still an insane mess but it's toned down slightly

He is glad his child is normal and nothing like him in terms of personality

"salem!"

You glared at your husband as he and your four year old shoved cookies in their mouths while hiding under the kitchen table. Salem nearly choked and simply flashed a huge grin

"you were taking tooooo long! Couldn't wait!"

"they are going to think it's okay to eat snacks whenever they want"

Salem stuck his tongue out at you before your face flashed red at his next words

"I eat snacks whenever I want [y/n]~"

You yank the two of them from out the table before you simply roll your eyes.

"how about we have another kid?"

You choke at his words and glared at him only for him to wink at you, this clearly wasn't up for discussion in his book you two were having another child

#yandere imagines #yandere ocs #yandere #tw salem #oc imagines

[erenspaths]

Appreciating a character as a whole is not a shame. Stop being ashamed of enjoying Eren. This guy is cool. Of course, no one in their right mind can buy something like genocide, but we're talking about fiction. Don't confuse everything. What allows you to insult us of pro-Nazi?! (like whatttt???!) or insult the author of this masterpiece of pro-genocidal dude? 3/4 of you don't even live in Europe, how can you talk about something like World War II and Nazism when you have briefly gone through it at school? I assure you that AOT has nothing to do, and has nothing to do with Nazi propaganda. Eren is not a fascist, quite the opposite. Get your heads out of your asses and educate yourself. I'm going to stick you with the definition of the word "fascism" for the most uncultured among you. "The fascist regime intends to make the nation a single community united behind one man (cult of personality and importance of hierarchy), with one individual who must step aside in front of the state. Rejecting human rights, it is accompanied by a strong and secure police state." Does Eren expect to rule the world and for everyone to obey him? No. Is Eren against human rights? He is fundamentally in favor of freedom for each and every Eldian, who at the base have been imprisoned and despised for a century now. Did Eren talk about establishing a totalitarian state led by a militia? No. To make a long story short, how can one call Eren a fascist when, instead of despising and carrying out a totalitarian policy on his people, Eren just wants to offer them the one thing that he considers to be a right for all: Freedom as a human being, as a representative of the Eldian people.

I think that everybody confuses fascism and genocide. It's not necessarily linked, even though very often in a fascist political system there are genocides.

I don't consider Eren to be a racist either. His line "When I knew there was humanity behind the walls, I was disappointed" was really misinterpreted. I just consider Eren as someone who lacks the words to express himself properly. Let me explain, what Eren wanted us to understand here is not a repulsion of other people from other countries, other cultures, or whatever, but rather it is when getting the memories of Grisha, Eren understood how much the rest of the world despised and treated them. He was just disappointed to see how stupid and mean humanity can be, what had they done to deserve this inhuman treatment? He learned about Ymir Fritz, about what the Eldian people have done to others, but wasn't cutting them off on a small island surrounded by titans who are, in the end, fellow countrymen turned into monsters, eating human beings, a punishment worthy of the task? I remind you that the Eldian people are parked like cattle in concentration camps, a kind of ghetto, pushing them back to the entrenchments so as not to mix them with pure-blooded Marleyeans (perhaps one of the only comparisons to be made with Nazism and the Holocaust) and this concerns Marley, I read somewhere that in other countries, when you are Eldian, you die, you shouldn't even exist. Eren, finally understanding, that the only mistake he made, he like all the inhabitants of the island and Eldians living in other countries like Ymir (not Fritz) Reiner, Annie, Berthold, Marcel,Gaby, Falco, Porco, Pieck... even Zeke, is to be born of Eldian blood, to belong to this people, and for some of them to be subjects of Ymir. 

This is exactly what they are accused of. They are being made to pay for what the people may have committed as an atrocity centuries before, with punishments such as confinement, bashing their own existence as a person, transformation into a horrible beast, even death penalty. 

The Eldians are considered impure human beings, the demons of this world, horrible people, kind of atrocities, they deserve to die: this is the way the rest of humanity thinks about Eren and his people. 

Then Eren must be the one who needs to be questioned? Eren is the madman, ready to commit genocide because he is going through his little adolescent existential crisis? Well, even if that was one of the reasons, I remind you that Eren is not an average boy, besides having suffered a strong trauma, he is the bearer of a heavy burden, and he has to do it by himself.

Do you think it's normal that a kid like Gaby is part of the Marleyeans soldiers, when she's, like, what, 11/12 years old? This kid should be in school. No, she's much better as bait for the enemy of Marley's state, since she's a little Eldian bitch, and the worst thing is that this kid is so propagandised that she considers her own origins as vermin to be exterminated since they are the demons of this earth and the reason for her confinement and mistreatment in Marley. In the end, I understand this kid, who wouldn't? Already, she had an uncontrolled hatred of the island's Eldians, now Eren comes undercover to attack Marley, she lost her friends (Sofia and Udo) in the process, so it's normal that in the end, nothing scares her anymore, and Sasha ended up with a bullet. Eleven-year-old Gaby lost her innocence a long time ago, just like her cousin Reiner. It’s sad.. really sad, and Eren was the first person to get it. He truly forgave the man who “killed’ his mother, because he knows that Reiner, like Berthold, like Annie, didn’t have any choice. They has been raised this way. Like Mikasa loves to say “This is world is cruel but beautiful”.

They pushed Eldians to think about them and consider themselves like trashes. It made Zeke thought that the best plan to help Eldians was their euthanasia. Can you imagine?!

They finally acted the way they did in order to save their loved-ones.

- Grisha did it because of his sister who has been slaughtered by some Marleyean officiers, then for his first wife Dina, then for Carla and his sons.

- Reiner did it because of his mother, to finally make his marleyean father be proud of him so, him and his mother could finally live together.

- Berthold, I guess, did it for his family, to obtain the certification to live as Marleyean random person, and stop being considered as a trash because of his eldian blood.

- Annie did it because of her father, because she wants to return to him. She even stated that even she knows that what she did to Paradis’ inhabitants was really awful, she would do it again because of her father.

- Gaby did it because of her propagandised mind and in purpose to honor her family like Reiner did before her, at least, it’s what she thinks.

They deserve to be forgiven, they deserve to be at peace, even if they’re Eldians. They deserve freedom. Freedom in a way to be freed from what people think they are, to be freed from what Eldia did centuries before, it never has been freedom like no political rules, like hippies, no way, it’s more deeper than that.

We still don’t know Eren’s ORIGINAL PURPOSES to start the rumbling. Why is he actually acting this way?

 Is that for freedom? Yes, I think.

 Is that for all the people he lost and all the people he loves and still alive? Yes, I think. 

Is that for a selfish purpose? I don’t think so.

Is Eren enough psychopath to want the rest of the humanity dying? No, I don’t think so.

Can someone bring him another solution - not including Islanders’ euthanasia, or genocide? Unfortunately, no.

I’m no smarter than anyone here, but I really think the moral of this story here is all about changing things, breaking the infernal cycle of things, and forgiving others, getting back on a healthy footing.

Eren is actually changing things, he is breaking the infernal cycle of things, he forgave the ones who spoiled his childhood, he is now waiting to be understood, and being forgiven. He is doing this for his people, like the others did.

#eren jaeger #eren protection squad #eren yeager #eren snk #my rant #snk #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #aot #pro eren #rin is talking

[youuuimeanmee]

My Norman Meta from 129-2

Man, I never expecting to get 500 notes on my Norman meta. I predicted around 100, 200 notes at best, every week as usual. But it just BOOM'ed. And many of you guys commented me with reblogs, when you usually don't. It's a little scary actually. Did you guys just feel the same, or you desperately need some assurance that Norman is not turning evil?? I guess it's a bit of both

I guess it'a just the timing, huh. Everyone seems shock that Norman turns this way after the latest chapter. The way he tortured,dissected, and experimented demons himself has left people horrified. He has become the demon instead. The cycle of hatred continues. There's nothing different about him than demons, because both are destroying each other to gain their personal goals. And that's why people are scared and need a reassurance that the boy they love doesn't change.

Since many of you guys seems to be either sad or relieved that Norman is still Norman, I feel like I need to clarify something.

Truthfully, beside the fact that being independent allowed him to be himself, the horror he has seen is really affecting him. Even if he says he doesn't lose his way, he actually has. When Emma said that she doesn't want to kill all of the demons, the old Norman probably might think or reconsider the possibility that human ans demon can coexist. But he just CAN'T. He now only sees Emma's dream as childish, naive, and unrealistic. He doesn't see the possibility that the two species might coexist. He doesn't see the demons as good anymore, he only see them as devil that needs to be obliterated.

And of course, his experience with Ratri family has changed his perspective that not all humans are wishing for their safety. There are humans he can't trust either. Well he already knows that ever since he realized that Mom is not on their side, but that feeling only increased day by day in Lambda. He just met more humans and more horrifying things they've done to them, cattle children. He can't trust other person, and that's why he's super pessimistic about the chance for them to be accepted in human world.

He can only trust his fellow cattle children, because they have been through the same thing as he did. And probably some other people/scientists who helped him escaped from Lambda.

Of course, the extent of that trust is limited. He doesn't trust them fully to be opened with his feelings. He only trust them to follow his lead. He doesn't trust them to share his burden, because he knows they've also been through much things. He doesn't want to burden them any further (that's just how kind he is), and he really feels that only he should bear his burden alone. It's not healthy at all.

Does he know what his subordinates/followers might think about him if he keeps bearing the burden alone? Everyone seems to respect him, so he doesn't see the possibility of betrayal or disobeyment on their side, but what if there's one or two person who likes to move on their own? (Not neccesarily a betrayal though, maybe they just disobey him because they want to help out Norman in their own way).

Would it ruin Norman's plan?

We've seen this example on Emma's side. When Yuugo and Lucas are not coming back during the raid escape, Gillian wanted to go outside to make sure that they're okay. Ray was against this, saying that it would risk them getting find out by enemy.

So yeah, everyone tried to stop their urge to go after them, but not everyone.

Dominic, Alicia, and the 3 others were disobeying Ray and act on their own.

They really have good intention. They want to ease Emma's burden by trying to get information from the shelter without alerting the enemy.

But their carelessness had cost them 3 people died in the process.

Four, including that one kid who tried to retrieve them. And one person seriously injured. (Dominic my boooy)

(man i hate this chapter bcs it's so painful to read)

What I mean is, who can guarantee that Norman won't end up in the same situation as that?

I think it will be a major blow to him, because he vows to never let any cattle children getting hurt again. And there's just many things he doesn't know beside the demons, and that lack of information could be fatal in the long run.

So my point is, Norman is still being Norman, yes, but you can't hide the fact that he has lost his way by being alone. There's nothing holding him back, yes, but that is precisely why things could go wrong.

He is only human afterall, with lots of faults. He only sought the best possible way for them to survive, but there's bound one thing or two that won't meet with his expectations. He can't become a God, there's a limit about what he can do.

And that's where Ray and Emma will come in.

I'm really glad that Emma and Ray decided to investigate the Seven Walls further to help Norman. And knowing it's a shounen manga, there's no doubt that MC is gonna make it back safely. These two can complete all the missing information Norman needs, and together, they can close off each of their weaknesses.

Together, they can overcome anything.

But I think that won't happen until Norman makes a fatal mistake and realizes that he can't do everything alone, and that would require him to open up with them more,

which is not gonna be easy since he is disgusted with himself from the start.

But that's for another topic later.

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