#make me feel badass

[meidui]

“It kinda feels personal.” | for @catws-anniversary ♡

#happy day 2 of catws anniversary week🤗 catws on 🔝 #catws10 #steve rogers #steverogersedit #brock rumlow #brockrumlowedit #marveledit #marvelgifs #mcuedit #mcuchallenge #capedit #dailymarvelgifs #mcufam #marveladdicts #marvellegends #rumrogers #shieldbones #mygif #myedit #* #for a few seconds when rumlow calls him 'big guy' steve literally isn't even poised like he's about to fight #his hackles are up but his arms are down at his sides like he honestly thinks rumlow is going to say something to him worth hearing #that breaks my heart because he must have thought rumlow was his friend or at least that they were on the same team #come to find out rumlow is the enemy steve already died fighting once and now he tells him to his face it isn't personal #like?? isn't it?? #'it kinda feels personal' is such a badass line especially the way chris delivered it but 💔 #tbh i believe that rumlow believes it isn't personal as in they have to get rid of captain america which is ideological not personal #when rollins asked if steve wore a parachute the way rumlow said 'no he wasn't' makes me think he was actually fond of him #but in a 'if only you were hydra' way

[silverskye13]

random thought, but i had a vivid image of, if helsknight and welsknight ever saw each other without armor (or just helsknight out of his armor tbh), helsknight showing welsknight the scar tanguish gave him and saying "this was intended for you."

i don't know how in character that is, but tbh it's haunting me. maybe it's part of helsknight's revenge against welsknight or something, calling out his unknightly behavior and unhonorable conduct.

"You didn't answer my summons."

Helsknight froze. It was a quick, momentary startle, a short-circuit of normality. The moment he did it, every instinct told him to keep moving. That old command [Do something.] blared loud in the quiet surprise of his mind. So he moved his hand to pick up the brush on his table, and pretended to be unconcerned.

"I'm not a dog. You can't call me to heel," Helsknight said simply. He smirked and growled, "Though if you feel like losing some limbs, feel free to try."

Behind him, Wels shifted uncomfortably. Helsknight liked making Wels uncomfortable, he didn't handle it well. He was a creature used to comfort and ease. Inconvenience often galled him more than a sword to the throat. Different tactics for different battlefields, and this battlefield was a delicate one.

Helsknight was cleaning his arms and armor, which was one of several reasons why he hasn't leaped for a fight when Welsknight had called him to one. He was only in a tunic and breeches. It was luck he even had his boots on. He had offered to run errands with Tanguish, but Tanguish had said he was visiting his church and wanted to go on rooftops. So Helsknight stayed home, and he left his boots on. That was the other reason Helsknight hadn't answered the call: Tanguish wouldn't know where he was, and he knew Tanguish got paranoid about being left behind. Besides, Helsknight had chores he could do at home [like cleaning his arms and armor] so he stayed. Cleaning the chainmail was almost a formality. Hels was hot and dry, and he wore it often enough that the rings clattering together cleaned themselves. But sometimes he just liked putting an extra shine on things, so he took out his brush and oil and started brushing it down for any miniscule specks of rust or broken links he could find.

Wels, always keen on the times he wasn't wanted, decided now was the perfect time to show up in his living room. He stood awkwardly, waiting on Helsknight to make some aggressive movement. When none came, he cautiously stalked further into the tiny living space. His emotions were loud and uncomfortable without the distance between their respective worlds to dampen them, and they clung like smoke against Helsknight's skin. Caution at an unfamiliar space. Disgruntlement at being ignored.

[Guilt, like ash on a burn.]

"Is this... Yours?" Wels asked, glancing around.

"No, I'm just squatting in a random house. Sounded like a fun way to spend a Tuesday."

Helsknight felt the ant-bite sting of vicarious agitation and smirked. He was already getting on Wels's nerves.

[Good.]

"Couldn't build something nicer?" Wels snapped impatiently.

"I'm a fighter."

Helsknight found a place on his chainmail to brush down and got to work. The rough, grating twinge of the coarse bristles on chain made Wels wince. Helsknight always found the noise pleasant. Like scratching an itch.

"So?"

"I have better things to do than spend hours building the perfect house."

Wels scoffed and looked around the room with renewed disdain. "Where's your little devil?"

It took Helsknight a moment to place what he was asking. He sneered, a quiet bearing of teeth, and caught the flicker of red in the reflective shine of his chainmail. Wels looked pointedly away from him.

[Like ash on a burn.]

"Not feeling remorse... are we, crusader?" Helsknight asked, finding a new place to polish. The coin-drop clatter of chain, and the shrill scrape of bristles filled the silence like an accusation.

"Of course not," Wels sniffed disdainfully, still refusing to meet Helsknight's eye.

"Careful." Helsknight murmured, that red flash reflecting off his chainmail again, anger simmering. "Lying's a sin."

"Why would I feel remorse for protecting my home?"

"A crusade well fought I'm sure."

"It's not a crusade!" Wels snapped, his own anger a living thing raising hackles. "A crusader invades! A crusader fights a holy war just for the principle."

"Right. And you're fighting because--"

"Because I'm protecting Tango."

"-because it's for his own good?"

Wels didn't exactly wince, but he did still, as though he'd heard someone draw a blade from its scabbard. Helsknight might as well have unseated his sword. He had stopped scrubbing, all pretense of work falling. The need to pace, to circle, to corner, rose up in Helsknight like a waking beast.

"Interesting choice of words. Protecting." Helsknight said, his voice low, his hands still. "I was under the impression they were friends. Do you often protect Tango from the people he's begging you to spare?"

"That doesn't matter." Wels said so firmly it was almost convincing. Almost. "People are convinced they need an abusive relationship. That doesn't change the fact it's bad for them."

"So many interesting words today," Helsknight hissed. He stood like a dark tower rising, all embered fury slowly stoking. Wels didn't bother turning to face him. He could feel his intent like thunder. "Abuse. Brings to mind the image of power. I do have a question."

"I didn't come here for your stupid questions."

"No, you came here looking for a fight."

"I didn't."

"You really do need to tame that lying tongue."

"I didn't come here for a fight."

"Did it feel powerful?" Helsknight demanded, pacing a step, and loathing the tiny room for denying him the space to circle. "The voice. The command. How did it feel."

"Shut up."

"To have someone begging you not to hurt them," Helsknight continued relentlessly. "Not your stupid play fighting on your stupid little server. True, shaking, terror. Did it feel good, crusader? Just?"

"I told you to shut up!" Wels shouted, taking a threatening step forward only to find Helsknight had closed the space between them and stood looming like a rook on a tombstone.

Fear, a caged thing howling, battered against Helsknight's anger. It made Helsknight feel almost giddy, the crash of malicious schadenfreude and self-righteousness against Wels; a flickering thing of brittle will. They made a terrible ouroboros together, fear feeding anger feeding elation feeding fear. They were always like this. No matter how calm either of them tried to be, once anger kindled in one, their emotions burned until there was nothing left but fury and loathing. Helsknight had been made to cut Wels down to size.

"Do you know what that kind of fear does to people?" Helsknight demanded again, his voice so near a whisper it was smothering. They were so close together, but they made so little noise, all will and wide eyes. "What happened to mercy for the helpless, crusader?"

"He wasn't helpless," Welsknight said, trying very hard not to back down. "He stabbed me."

"And a drowning rat bites. I wouldn't call it an apex predator. Certainly I wouldn't call it a danger to you, with your full armor and sword." Helsknight bared his teeth at Wels, something like a bitter grin. "I wasn't wearing armor."

Wels looked down, where Helsknight had drawn up his tunic to reveal the new scar in his abdomen. Wels looked like he'd stopped breathing.

"This was intended for you," Helsknight said. "You should thank me."

"You're-- you're here telling me he's harmless," Wels laughed nervously. "But he almost killed you. You."

Something in Helsknight snapped, and in the moment it took him to reach for it with white knuckles and compose it again, he'd shoved Wels hard in the chest. It didn't knock his other half off his feet, but he stumbled back hard enough hit the opposite wall. Not hard enough to hurt, but certainly hard enough to warn.

"He did," Helsknight snarled, pacing forward slow steps. "That's what terror does to helpless people, crusader. It makes them bite. It makes them beg. It makes them clamor to live. You. Did. That. What did it feel like to abuse that kind of power Wels? To turn someone into a scared animal? To make someone so desperate they would almost kill a friend? Did you find your righteousness there crusader?"

Helsknight didn't know what he planned on doing. Violence was in his blood like a serpent, and he wanted it. And Wels knew he wanted it. There was the ring of drawn metal, and the silver-bright glint of an enchanted blade in a dark room. Helsknight's advance stopped at the top of Wels's sword, not close enough to hurt, but close enough to warn.

"Stop." Wels said. A command. A plea.

"I'm unarmed."

"That doesn't matter."

Helsknight smiled, and there was loathing and euphoria in it, and the wine-dark dread of Wels right on the other side of it. The knowledge of a line crossed, a battle he hadn't even realized he was fighting made forfeit.

"Fine." Helsknight said. "My blood's already been spilled once on your behalf. At least this time do it with your own sword, coward. I'll make it easy for you."

He took a step forward, and nudged the blade with a knuckle, resting the point against his scar. The metal was cold, even through his shirt, the enchantments alive and writhing so close to his skin.

"How cruel have you gotten while I wasn't there to keep you in check, crusader?"

There was a long breath of silence between them. Helsknight stood, precarious and predatory, daring Wels to kill him. And Wels stood there, and dared himself to as well. And the room was dark, lit only by red anger and blue dread, and the pale, languid flicker of enchanted steel. And neither of them breathed. And the universe watched.

A loud clatter sounded on the roof. Both knights looked up towards the ceiling, Wels in startlement, and Helsknight in resignation.

"And he stays my hand once again," Helsknight sighed.

"What--?" Wels didn't get his full question out before Helsknight moved. He knocked the sword aside and lunged forward to grab Wels's shirt. In a move that would've made Martyn proud, he dragged Wels forward into his knee, knocking the wind out of him. In the time it took Wels to collapse to the floor, Helsknight had taken his sword, and held the point beneath his other half's chin.

"Go home Wels," Helsknight said, "before I send you there the hard way."

Wels, breathless on the ground, let out half a strangled laugh. "Why don't you?"

"Because I was asked nicely not to go running off and killing you."

"Helsknight?" A loud knock sounded at the door. Tanguish's voice, a bright comfort even in spite of its concern, called to him. "Is everything okay? I thought I heard something fall."

Helsknight glared meaningfully down at Wels, who only hesitated long enough for Helsknight to draw back the sword before slipping back to his world. The moment he did, Helsknight felt his breath leave him, the great void of being left to his own thoughts and emotions. In the wake of everything that was Wels, he felt ridiculous.

[What in hels had he even been about to do? Die on someone's sword to prove a point? Idiot.]

"Helsknight? The door is locked."

"I'm coming," Helsknight called, pausing only long enough to hide Wels's sword beneath the couch, where Tanguish couldn't see it and inevitably worried about it. He checked his tunic to make sure he hadn't managed to actually stab himself [he hadn't] and went to let Tanguish inside.

#rns ficlets #helsknight #welsknight #tanguish (kinda) #this one feels very dense and dramatic #i feel like wels actively seeks out hels when he feels guilty / bad / self loathing #its like a compulsion: punishing yourself because you did wrong #even though its ultimately unproductive #also something something helsknight making some kind of point about how #instilling terror in something to confirm your bias that its dangerous #is more even than the terrified thing causing harm #case and point i scared you into drawing your sword on an unarmed man #i dont know im tired and that was a really badass phrase to just drop on me anon #*evil not even alskdjfjf im going to bed

[taming-bats]

Attack dog Kal but its not clark willing to let innocents get hurt if it meant saving Bruce and its not Bruce maliciously manipulating a naïve clark

Its Batman and Superman who are both Very new to this whole thing and Clark trying to prove himself trustworthy to this Guy who has made it very clear that he doesn't trust him. It starts slow, with Clark asking when he can step in on a fight (its professional courtesy). Its Clark asking for permission to use his powers when hes in Gotham ("Not that you can't get there yourself! But I'm just saying it might be faster if I-"). And then it just. Continues. Clark starts asking for permission on other things. Pairing up. Missions.

Clark always tried to look smaller around him, a sense of gentleness when his presence was so blinding. But theres a look in Clark's eyes whenever he asks for Batman's opinion first. And then slowly it becomes nothing but a look. A glance at Bruce that is asking to be useful. To have Bruce let him do what he can do best. Bruce did not put a collar on Clark and tell him to heel. Superman handed Batman a leash and waited expectantly for the next order.

#Bruce notices because how could he not #he doesnt abuse this power #he probably barely acknowledges it #a curt nod here and there is prob all supes is gonna get #idk if this makes sense but it does to me #i just love when superman is like omg batman <3 #i hope he likes me #and also when they are badasses and protect each other #batmans not going to complain over getting a sense of control on the one person he feels like he could not #superbat #superman #batman #bruce wayne #clark kent #my adventures with superman

[merry-andrews]

Johnny/Kenshi but there never was a Mortal Kombat, Johnny just met him at one of his travels to Japan and now they're married, on a honeymoon. Soft morning with Kenshi kissing top of his head and caressing his body when Johnny lifts his head to ask why Kenshi keeps him around only to be answered; "darling, I wanted to have you all for myself like a cute little pet from the first time we met."

#johnshi #Johnny cage #kenshi takahashi #Johnny/kenshi #i stole this sentence from 'Gone With The Wind' book hehe #looks so alike them in a way! #Kenshi being as Rhett kinda makes sense ok #isn't that right so? imagine have Johnny for yourself. so how you gonna describe him? #your bulky badass boyfriend? no!! he'll be your little meow meow always seeks attention and pets from you! #he's so fragile and so wholesome and so pretty! #also has cat vibes to me hehe #Kenshi having to carry him most of times because Johnny just feels not in mood for walking #I want to put this boy between soft feathers and spoil the hell out of him hhhnn! #just look at him!!! #so precious. so pretty! #he can be your boyfriend but you'll call him 'my babygirl' #he's also that type of asking 'will you still love me if I was a worm' type #mk1 #mortal kombat #mortal kombat characters

[bixels]

is cadance more powerful than the average witch? or not a witch at all? im curious about her since her alicorn status in the show would assumedly put her closer to celestia and luna than the others

Yes. The alicorn equivalent in the AU is receiving a Canterlot name and joining Luna and Celestia's court.

Cadance is. Extremely powerful.

#ask me #anon #i'm thinking about possible storylines that include her beyond the wedding arc #they make her pretty badass in the idw comics #idk i feel like bad guys would underestimate cadance as the witch of love and then she fucking #reaches into their chest and pulls their beating heart out

[euryvices]

completely batshit percy headcanon

so, athena is the goddess of strategic war, right? and she loves nothing more than when demigods remember the proper etiquette and stick to the rules. so when percy lifts up his sword and says single combat, she (begrudgingly) aids him a bit. it also helps that ares and her might have a bit of a rivalry

#athena #percy jackson show #pjo tv #pjo show #pjo tv show #pjo fandom #pjo series #ares pjo #ares god of war #Tbf tho percy is also a badass and he could totally do it himself #still #makes me feel kinda warm his future mil helps #percy jackson #annabeth chase #grover underwood

[oniii-fans]

🔫💚🔫💚🔫

#I can’t get these words in the right spots no matter how many times I listen 😂 But this song and all this album is really so damn good 🫠 #Nothing like Doja to kinda~ make yourself feel badass even tho you’re not 😂 #Me #Selfie kinda?

[lestappenforever]

Just in case this wasn’t very clear: Sending anonymous (coward) Lestappen hate my way is an absolute waste of your time and energy because I could not care less about whatever shit you're spewing and I'll block you without even bothering to read your entire ask.

#Asks #Anon asks #Like fuck what are you hoping to achieve? 😂 Do you think you'll change my mind? Make me feel bad? #What a sad way to live your life spreading hate #I know you probably think you're badass sending anon hate to a Lestappen blog but let me tell you: you are anything but #It's just sad my dude #The clicks wasted to get into my ask box only to type out a long message I won't even read #Like damn babe #I've been part of fandoms for far too long to let those types of tragic attempts at being “cool” get to me in any way shape or form #If you have an issue with a ship just backlist tags and block blogs posting about it

[hajihiko]

every time I come across Content that isnt my own I get the thoughts and thinks. Too tired to do anything about it except this ig

#Coming to terms with the fact that I can share shitty dumb doodles and tag them even and it's not a crime #I'm not quite Ants In My Brain levels but the brains are scattered rn. #Anyway I love a relationship that is unlabeled and unknowable but gosh damn it is sincere and devoted #I was thinking of that 19 days bit. 'you're the strongest most badass little mo' or sth #ANYWAY! Not confident enough to tag this w my art tag so #Fuyuhiko kuzuryu #Hajime hinata #Kuzuhina #Attempting to go full ramble in the tags after the actual posting bc I just got shit to say I guess #Not valuable shit but shit nonetheless #They're good for each other they build each other up. Fuyuhiko was putting so much faith in Hajime from the get-go #Hajime is like dont give me too much credit no I dont wanna think about my talents. And Hiko is like nah man you're great (in his own way) #And Hajime encourages so much growth in Hiko which is WHY I think Hiko is so passionate in his loyalty #Hajime makes Fuyuhiko smile and laugh and reflect on his behaviour and talk about his experiences #They laugh TOGETHER in the middle of the killing game which is v sweet #Fuyuhiko is DESPERATE to prove that he's changed and that he wants to do good now and Hajime is just like 'okay you got it' #Like thassit. And then when they find out Hajime wasnt a talent student Fuyuhiko is like 'oh ok' #They accept each other very readily and they trust each other so much and idk maybe my brain is broken but #I FEEL like I feel a sincerity in their friendship #Like it's for life man they're already making plans for the future when they're friends (hiko especially) #Yeah I guess I'll save these tags. Idk I'm a little Ill of the Brain rn

[wepepe-draws]

I like Vash’s droopy eyes like in the 98 anime and manga 🥺

#vash the stampede #the remake version his eyes look normal #i feel that what makes me like him he can look so badass like the diablo but then he can look cute later on #trigun #this is just me blabbering #sorry

[confusedfoam]

look I love it for him that he's like super hot now or whatever but if I'm honest I wish Nicky was more of a loser

#he swung back around too far into coolness for me #like narcolas was such a loser child and jodie continued to exist in his life as his loser dad #plus nick and his anxiety and his love of minons #also lets not pretend glenns actually cool hes a lame weirdo too he just wears it better than jodie #let nicky be hot sure but making him a suave cool talking smoking super confident badass or whatever makes me feel robbed #that said i love and respect everyone and their right to characterize as they want #nick close #nicholas foster #nicky close foster #dndads #dndaddies #dungeons and daddies

[beevean]

Castlevania: Curse of Darkness

Legendary Belmont

#castlevania #castlevania music #curse of darkness #music of the day #i will never forget the sheer panic i felt when i managed to land a hit on trevor and i only took a sliver of his health #his second boss fight is also the one that gave me the most trouble along with dracula #which honestly makes perfect sense #his theme doesn't just say that trevor is a huge badass #it's *scary* #those are scary strings #hector is terrified of trevor and for good reason #you really do not want him as your enemy #you can *feel* the disproportionate difference in power #this is not trevor's theme this is the theme of the one who destroyed lord dracula and is coming after you now #also this is just a sick boss theme #one of my faves for sure #the choirs the synths the strings the bass and of course the guitar all come together for an awe-inspiring piece #and i love how even yamane gushes about trevor in the soundtest

[bakedbakermom]

dana scully x jagged little pill

pathetic men x "right through you" (track 5/12)

#i hate giffing en ami it makes me feel so gross #what is with these assholes not seeing scully for the badass woman she is #no wonder there could never be anyone but mulder #also the text in that last one fit perfectly and it was a goddamn miracle. the gif gods have smiled upon me this day. #scully x alanis #liwl makes a gif #txfedit #txf edit #txf s1 #txf s7 #right through you #txf gifset #dana scully #alanis morissette #txf fanart #my fanart #txf #the x files #squeeze #pilot #lazarus #en ami

[lenasaysthings]

Being clumsy and stupid is fine until you're alone and wanna be all badass and shit blasting heavy metal trying to do a Badass Walk™ but you keep tripping over your own foot

#Listening to DOOM OST makes me feel badass but I'm way too clumsy to act badass #doom eternal #doom #196 #r/196 #shitpost #r196 #:3 #clumsy #clumsiness

[spock-smokes-weed]

Okay so now that I'm a good way through the series (just got to thiller bark) and I want to sort out my feelings on Nami.

So I really do like Nami, but the way she's sexualized is really starting to get on my nerves and is preventing me from really loving her.

I love how pragmatic she is, how she's often the one solving things out, and how important she is to the crew as the navigator. But there are so many scenes of Nami's body being objectified that make her stop feeling like a character sometimes. And that really sucks.

I just read the scene in thriller bark where she's fucking assaulted in the bath, and that scene is quickly used as a peeping joke. Which was actually upsetting to read. And that scene really kind of got to what had been bothering me about Nami up to that point: sometimes, she's treated very differently by Oda, and by extension the men of the crew, because she's an attractive woman.

And listen I did two tours in the naruto fandom, I am not about to start blaming Nami for this. But it does really get in the way of me really loving her cus it feels like sometimes she stops being a character so the men and the audience can oogle at her.

Does anyone else feel this way? Does it get better? I feel really torn because I do want to love Nami, but her over-sexualization makes me really uncomfortable.

#lu reads one piece #nami one piece #I also wanna say these jokes also make me think poorly of the male characters as well #usopp peeping on nami and making it about catching a glimpse of her in the bath while she's being assaulted doesn't make me feel great #about usopp as a person #and if I started talking about sanji we'd be here all day #maybe I just need to take the approach that the sexism drags everyone down and love nami when she gets to be badass

[cassianandfenrysaremyboyos]

I'm sorry but this just pisses me off (Not Hunt obviously, but Bryce)

Bryce rant incoming which you can just ignore and I'll probably delete later

But Bryce just puts all the blame on the Asteri. And yes ultimately they are to blame in the larger sense of things. But Bryce plays a direct role in leading them down the path that results in Hunt, Ruhn and Baxian being caught. It was her need to find out Danika's secrets with no thought to the consequences, her idea to go to the Eternal City. And she takes NO personal responsibility for it at all!

Hunt is blaming himself for everything that's happened. Even when it's not his fault at all. When we're in his pov he's constantly drowning in guilt, thinking about how he should of done more, he should of tried harder, he should of been better, how it's all his fault this happened and that his friends suffered.

And then Bryce does none of that. When we're in her pov she doesn't really show any major guilt. I can't think of any times when she blames herself like Hunt does. And I'm not saying she should be wracked with guilt. But a normal person, a good person, will usually feel bad and will feel guilty and blame themselves to some degree when something bad happens and people they care about are hurt, regardless of how big or small they're involvement is, or even if they're not at fault at all, case in point Hunt being wracked with guilt even when it's not his fault.

And to make it worse she acknowledges that Hunt warned them, warned her. But that she disregarded it and would of done it no matter what.

And then she has the audicity to say she doesn't regret it. And she thought they were on the same page. ON THE SAME PAGE!!?? Hunt made it clear in hosab that he didn't want to go down this road again, that he didn't want to get involved. YOU just didn't listen Bryce. And yeah Hunt's an adult, he can make his own decisions and he could of said no and not gone. But of course, OF COURSE!! he wasn't going to let Bryce go down that road alone, because he loves her, and doesn't want anything to happen to her, and wants to protect, so of course he would never desert her. But that doesn't mean he wanted to do it!

For Bryce to be that unaware of Hunt's feelings, when he explicitly stated them. For her to be that disconnected from her mate's feelings that she's surprised that he wasn't really on board is kinda unfathomable to me. Just that complete lack of awareness really does make her look quite selfish/self centered.

Anyway sorry, this post is a mess but I just had to vent

And then when Hunt mentions the consequences he and his friends faced, Bryce makes it about her pain. She's hurt that Hunt mentioned that they suffered. And the worst part is, Hunt then regret's it, he regrets saying something that hurts Bryce, because he cares about her and feelings. And she does not consider his feelings to the same degree

It just pisses me off

#honestly with bryce's lack of feelings of guilt her lack of consideration of other people's feelings and her lack of taking responsibility #for her actions i think sarah has unintentionally written her as kinda a bit of a sociopath #anyway like i said in a previous post *sigh* i miss hoeab bryce my beloved #hoeab bryce had gone through so much and had a lot of growth through the first book and had so much potential for more #but then it just stopped. went backwards even. in fact i think hofas bryce has gotten worse #she's had no development for 2 books now and the further i get into hofas more and more apparent it's become how flawed #and one dimensional her character is #her being in prythian and the acotar characters carried her early chapters but now that she's back in midgard her lack of growth and #maturity is starting to grate on me. literally every other pov character has had more development then her #in all the other character pov's they are constantly self reflection they feel guilt they blame themselves they consider the feelings #of those around them. they consider how their actions have affected those around them. they take responsibility for their actions #bryce's pov does not do that to the same degree. if at all #there's minimal critical thought. no self reflection. a lack of taking any responsibility for her actions and the consequences #she's really is a very flat character. what you see is what you get #and her 'sassyness' (that was fine at first when there actually was more to her character) which is supposed to come across as #witty funny badass who takes no shit ect. more and more is just comes across as annoying and immature #and often inflammatory in situations that require maturity sensitivity and tact #her disrespect for the ocean queen who is helping you and is super powerful and not someone you want to make #an enemy of was just unnecessary and not smart tactically #and this is super nitpicky but I'm getting so sick of bryce's clothes. please get her out of those ridiculous leggins and pink sneakers #they were fine when she was going to the nail salon and the gym but how am i supposed to take her seriously on a world saving #mission in those clothes. how am i supposed to take her seriously as a queen (ugh) conversing with the ocean queen #in those clothes #and I'm loath to say it because i love hoeab quinlar with my whole heart but hofas bryce doesn't deserve hunt #the devotion and consideration hunt has for bryce and her feelings is not returned to the same degree to him #anyway i was hoping to get my hoeab bryce back but it hasn't happened but hopefully the second half of the book #can turn things around for her #pleaseee