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NOOB SAIBOT AND VILLAIN!FEM!READER HATING ON MORTAL KOMBAT 11 CHARACTERS
SUMMARY : just what the title says. You are a powerful sorcerer from Earthrealm. You’re Bi-Han’s consort
WARNINGS : some is suggestive
MASTERLIST 1 , MASTERLIST 2
(Y/N) VS NOOB SAIBOT
Noob Saibot : You have a strange taste in allies
(Y/N) : Cassie is cool, Bi-Han. I’m not completely stone
Noob Saibot : I will never like a Cage
(Y/N) : People say you changed me
Noob Saibot : I made you stronger
(Y/N) : And for that I am bound to you
Noob Saibot : I’ve always known you were a great warrior
(Y/N) : Was it when I beat you at the tournament?
Noob Saibot : That is when I fell in love with you
Noob Saibot : A shadow feels nothing
(Y/N) : So you say
Noob Saibot : But for you - it is different
(Y/N) : You might have some competition, Bi-Han
Noob Saibot : I am not worried of a failed Empress
(Y/N) : I love a man so assured with himself
(Y/N) : You are the only one to see my potential
Noob Saibot : You were worthy of my teachings
(Y/N) : And I will forever be in debt to you
Noob Saibot : Raiden was a fool for not seeing you excel
(Y/N) : His foolishness led me to you
Noob Saibot : I should thank him
(Y/N) : That demon is getting on my nerves
Noob Saibot : There is no reason for jealousy - I care not for her
(Y/N) : Sareena’s soul will be mine
(Y/N) : Kuai Liang mourns you
Noob Saibot : He is wasting his time
(Y/N) : I agree. I like this you better
Noob Saibot : Shao Kahn refers to me as your concubine
(Y/N) : *laughs* You love it
Noob Saibot : Yes. Very much so
(Y/N) VS MK CHARACTERS
Cassie Cage : You and Bi-Han remind me of Morticia and Gomez Addams
(Y/N) : Who?
Cassie Cage : How do you not know them?!
(Y/N) : I’ll have my lover deal with you
Jax : Didn’t Scorpion toast him?
(Y/N) : Didn’t Ermac rip off your arms?
Raiden : I told you that following in line with Bi-Han was trouble
(Y/N) : You are just mad that I am not a lap dog like Liu Kang
Raiden : It saddens me to see you like this
Johnny Cage : (Y/N) and Bi-Han sitting in a tree-
(Y/N) : I will burn your tree to the ground.
Johnny Cage : Sheesh. Tough crowd.
Liu Kang : You were the best female warrior in Earthrealm
(Y/N) : Such a pity that all the women you know are next to nothing
Liu Kang : It is a shame to see what you’ve become
Kabal : You and Bi-Han freak me out
(Y/N) : I’ll do more than freak you out
Kabal : You two are a match made in hell
(Y/N) : I hate bugs
D’vorah : This one does not care for your hate
(Y/N) : The realms will cheer in pride when I exterminate you
Sub-Zero : You and my brother are not suppose to be together
(Y/N) : You share blood. You are not brothers
Sub-Zero : He made you as cold as ice
(Y/N) : Your ancestors mock you
Kung Lao : I don’t need you of all people telling me that
(Y/N) : They beg me to release them from their pain
Shao Kahn : I am quite surprised to see you turn out like this
(Y/N) : I was not surprised to see Kitana become Kahn
Shao Kahn : All you and Bi-Han do is talk
Sindel : I’ve never been attracted to such power before
(Y/N) : You are not my type, Empress
Sindel : That shadow has you wrapped around its finger
(Y/N) : You murdered my lover
Scorpion : I was deceived by Quan Chi
(Y/N) : You’ll be pleading for your life as your wife did
NOOB SAIBOT VS MK CHARACTERS
Cassie Cage : You and (Y/N) make the cutest freak show
Noob Saibot : I will never understand why (Y/N) likes you
Cassie Cage : Because I am the greatest!
Kano : Where’s your girlfriend?
Noob Saibot : My consort pays no mind to you
Kano : Damn. How’d you know I was thinking bout her?
Johnny Cage : There’s no way (Y/N) chose that
Noob Saibot : I cannot believe you procreate
Johnny Cage : Says you and everyone else, former frosty
Noob Saibot : You crave for (Y/N)’s touch
Sindel : I crave her power
Noob Saibot : Only I hold all her power
Noob Saibot : You never appreciated (Y/N)’s gift
Raiden : I did not want her to become the villain she was destined to be in previous timelines
Noob Saibot : You only pushed her closer to me
Liu Kang : You corrupted (Y/N)s soul!
Noob Saibot : You were not a man and did not confront the feelings you had for her
Liu Kang : Who told you this?!
Noob Saibot : Your mother greets you from beyond the grave
Jacqui Briggs : I’ll finish you. Then your little girlfriend
Noob Saibot : You are no match for (Y/N). Do not embarrass yourself
Scorpion : Your lover wants to avenge you and kill me
Noob Saibot : Such a shame your wife can’t do the same for you
Scorpion : Now, I will kill you
Kabal : So do you and your shadow thing tag team (Y/N) or-
Noob Saibot : I’d worry about your lungs giving out
Kabal : Jeez. It was just a question
Noob Saibot : Challenging (Y/N) is a mistake
Sub-Zero : To get to you, I must get to her
Noob Saibot : She will greet you with death
MK CHARACTERS MENTIONING YOU AND NOOB SAIBOT
Kung Lao : So you really did have feelings for (Y/N)?
Liu Kang : It is a thing of the past
Kung Lao : I don’t know if she downgraded or upgraded
Sonya Blade : (Y/N) is not your friend, Cassie!
Cassie Cage : I know she’s one of the bad guys but she makes great smoothies!
Sonya Blade : Why do I even bother?
Liu Kang : History would be different if you didn’t doubt (Y/N)
Raiden : It is a mistake I think about often
Liu Kang : Not often enough
Scorpion : (Y/N) will stop at nothing to get her revenge
Sub-Zero : Rage is an emotion you two share
Scorpion : Her rage has grown too powerful
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Hi I saw your Astarion x Tav HC recs are open and personally my Tav is a half elf Selûnite cleric.
I just think its a really sweet matchup- a vampire, a creature of the night, and a cleric that always preferred the night to the day. I’m forever mad that we don’t get to tell him that we prefer the moon to the sun when he apologizes for the fact that he’ll never be able to spend time in the sun with Tav.
Just my two cents I needed to share with someone haha
(can't stop thinking about Astarion praying to Selune. I don't think he will become a devoted selunite but he can find some faith within him)
The text of the prayer comes from Selûnite Prayer Book
Astarion x Cleric of Selûne! Tav
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Headcanons
Astarion is beaten and tortured.
His flesh wounds bleed and his bones are broken.
It's a neverneding hell he can't escape, because he is already dead.
Silently, Astarion prays.
His split lips whisper the words of prayer he once heard in a temple.
Dearest Selûne, our fair maiden, weave our hearts with threads of silver, guide us with the light of the moon, and quench us with the purest of tears.
Astarion doesn't have much hope.
Besides Selûne a human goddess, and Elven gods have long abandoned him.
But-
His prayers are heard this time.
A human woman suddenly feels the urge to go outside. There she meets a young elf - and spends a night with him.
She never asks his name and, in the morning, they part ways forever.
But the woman doesn't leave alone.
She carries a half-elf child in her belly.
Probably, the woman never wanted to have a child, maybe she doesn't want to have a mixed baby or she simply can't care about the newborn.
Or maybe she dies at childbirth like many women do.
Anyway, a little half-elf finds their family among the Clerics of Selûne.
You grow up, knowing no other family but your brothers and sisters in Selune.
With a very firm belief, you are born to serve Our Lady of Silver.
Eventually, you are sent to Baldur's Gate - to join the fight against the Shar adepts.
But you never manage to get to the city as the Mindflayers kidnap you.
Astarion lost all his faith years ago and he doesn't remember ever praying to Selûne, though seeing someone so devoted rubs him the wrong way.
Gods never heard him when he was tortured and abused. Why bother?
But you catch his attention. Maybe it's your willpower, your leadership skills. Maybe your looks. You kind nature.
At first, you are scared of Astarion. Selûne condemns the undead and necromancy - vampires are considered the pure evil who desecrate the world.
But-
No one objects that Cazador is a monster. But Astarion?
He is a thinking feeling creature! He didn't choose this "pure shit". What are you supposed to do him?
No. You know the answer, though some of your sisters would consider it heresy.
Astarion has a choice. If he chooses the path of evil, you will be his enemy. You are a Cleric. You know what is right.
But should he choose a good path, you will be on his side.
And you will do anything in your power to help him.
You give Astarion you blood. You give him your body. Your compassion, your kindness.
You mention him in your prayers.
Astarion doesn't say anything to you about your faith but you know he isn't fond of it.
"I prayed to all the gods, including the Moonmaiden. No one saved me."
You made a deal, as people of different religious views do. He respects your faith, you respect his right not to have one.
Post-game you keep being a Cleric planning on rising through the ranks in the church.
You are a half-elf - you inherited ambitions from your human ancestors.
Astarion is still hesitant - he doesn't want you to spend your life in shadows with him.
"Astarion, I am a Cleric of Selûne, not of Latander. I love night more than day and the Moon more than the Sun. I will be fine"
You will forever remember the shock on his face as he realizes Moon shines for the undead, too.
You travel, helping the Selûnites to restore their organization.
One day during your prayer you notice Astarion standing on his knees with his hands in a gesture of adoration repeating the words after you.
Shadows taunt us. Hear our prayer! Shadows stalk us. Hear our prayer! Shadows wound us. Hear our prayer!
He mostly does it because he knows you like it.
You like when he joins you in your rituals and prayers, when he visits temples with you.
It makes you happy seeing him praying and he does it more and more often.
But one day a weird idea comes to his mind.
He prayed to Selûne once. Many years ago. After one especially brutal torture.
What if-
What if she heard him?
What if she sent him his savior? Her servant, her cleric, her devoted Selûnite?
What if is this half-elf he loves so much, whose body he worships, whose blood is so divine - is the answer?
You wake up to him kissing you. His face is red with tears and he mutters the words of gratitude.
From that day, he changes a bit. It's not like he is a man of god - he is still too rebellious to be a part of the church.
But every cleric of Selûne knows that Astarion the Undead is the man any Selûnite can rely on.
There are many rituals he can't partake in but as they say - Moon shines for everyone.
Astarion starts wearing the Selûnite light armour which looks very beautiful on him. Together you go into the most dangerous places - because you have your own undead to save you.
And every time you go to sleep (even if before that you've had the wildest sex possible). You pray while holding each other in your arms.
Selûne, thou with radiam loom, mend our hearts with threads of silver, heal us with drops of morning dew, and sooth our souls with softest starglow.
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growth in witchcraft as shedding of snake-skin
Sort of obvious, but I had to learn it (like everything else) the hard way. And as spooky season approaches and people may be revitalizing their practices after breaks, I want to say something that might end up saving a couple folks from a lot of frustration and heartbreak:
Just because it worked that way for you in the past, doesn't mean that's how it works for you now.
I mean this in a literal, making-stuff-happen with magic and sorcery way.
You guys have heard the adage that some spirit guides are with you for life, some for short periods, some for just one lesson, etc., right?
Well, the same can be said for sorcerous techniques.
I don't know if I just shed techniques like hermit crabs shed shells or what, but this happens to me a lot. Here's the kind of thing I mean:
You used to do readings with a specific little ritual involving a prayer and incense, but now that technique seems to produce incorrect readings. It feels flat and you can tell you're not connecting.
You used to be able to tie intent into knots and carry the thread around with you all day to conjure specific little occurrences, but now it barely seems to work and manifestation is spotty.
You used to be able to converse with spirits by going into a deep meditation, but now when you try you can hardly connect and it's like their messages are getting blotted out.
And I think sometimes when these things happen, people tend to process this with:
self-blame (I'm not a devoted enough witch, I brought this on myself!),
scapegoating spiritual allies (I used to pray to Hekate before divination but now my divination doesn't work, so Hekate must be mad at me), or
developing personal doubt (I used to think magic worked but now I can't replicate my own results).
When the reality is, if you're a magical snickity-snek and you've shed your skin, you might be slithering about in the soil trying to do the little old things that no longer fit the bigger, better you.
Sometimes this "shedding" is very obvious and we can feel and taste it. "Shedding" may come before, during, or after a period of intense personal transformation. It may come in a numinous moment when you hear a single phrase, or view a single image, that makes you become the Hanged Man and see reality in a whole new way.
But it can also happen without us really noticing it. I might put down my tarot cards for a couple months, pick them up again, and suddenly the ways I used to read don't work for me any more.
It's not because I'm a bad reader, or that the spirits have abandoned me, or that magic isn't real.
It's because what used to work for me doesn't any more, and now I just need to find new techniques.
So if you're trying to pick up what used to work and it just doesn't seem to be helping any more, consider that it's just like outgrowing an old set of clothes. Nothing is wrong with you, or the clothes. It just doesn't fit any more.
Since I think it'd be frustrating as hell to read a post like this without some actionable steps, below the cut are some ideas that might help you develop new techniques if your old ones seem to be failing you.
Start with your beliefs
Examine your own rituals and see if what you're doing still matches what you believe. Let's say you used to pray to Hekate and light incense before divination, but now you do that and your divination doesn't work.
Do you believe Hekate is allowing your divination to be possible? Do you believe she's the best goddess to seek aide from at this time?
What role does the incense play? Is it an offering to Hekate? Is it to feed the ancestors who supply you with interpretations? Is it just to set the correct tone and atmosphere?
Maybe you've grown in your relationship with divinity, and you now believe it's more proper to call on gods with formal prayers - but your divination ritual still uses a simple, improvised prayer.
Maybe your understanding of Hekate has changed and it feels more suitable to call on different powers.
Maybe you feel strangely about constantly "paying" gods to help you, when they say they don't need it - and lighting the incense makes you feel awkward.
Change what you're doing to match what you believe. That's always a solid first step.
Examine your own emotions and reactions
Try performing rituals (from the smallest ritual of stirring intent into coffee, to full-blown compass-casting affairs under the full moon) mindfully.
Be aware of what you're doing as you do it, but also try to examine your own reactionary thoughts and feelings.
Suppose my ritual of stirring my coffee seven times clockwise to manifest a desired emotion doesn't work any more. It used to work great, for years, so I do it quickly. But now it doesn't work, so I do it mindfully.
And while I'm stirring, I watch a few thoughts pop up to the surface: why am I doing this seven times? I'm stirring my coffee for too long and staring into it like an idiot, and it's embarrassing. What if someone thinks I'm weird?
If any individual step of a ritual makes you feel embarrassed, stressed, or avoidant, or if you feel relief from not having to do that any more - that technique is probably not serving you very well.
Seek out methods that make you feel excited, hopeful, empowered, or interested. Or, at the very least, ones that don't make you feel bad.
Be open to shifting your paradigm entirely
Going back to the stirring coffee thing, maybe I think stirring seven times is too much. So I try to stir my coffee three times. But that still feels clunky.
Then I get into left-handed vs right-handed stirring, because someone might have said that doing stuff with your right hand is for blessings.
Then I try out a new little inner mantra while I stir X times with Y hand.
But it's just not working. No matter what I try, it feels like walking barefoot on a gravel road.
So maybe I just need to do something entirely different.
Maybe numerology isn't my thing any more. Maybe now, I just need to embrace my inner divine creator.
Maybe I should think about the ultimately powerful creative energy within rich, black soil - and as I pour my coffee, I can imagine that I'm pouring pure creative energy into my divine cauldron. When I sprinkle in a little sugar, I'm seasoning that creative power to my personal tastes - and no matter how many times I stir it, when I drink that creative power, a new reality blossoms from within me.
No numbers. No memorized chants. No left hand/right hand stuff. Just me, imagining myself as a planet, drinking pure creative energy that will bloom out of my aura as wildflowers bloom in the spring.
Ask for help
I'm not called fool for no reason, and after a couple years of being unable to astral travel - after having successfully done so for years - I finally sat down and asked my spirits for help.
The answer was immediate and simple. So simple, in fact, that I was confident it wouldn't work at all.
Well, of course it worked. I spent years trying to figure out the problem on my own, trying time and time again to use an old technique that I was confident would work. It took a goddess like four seconds to tell me the new way it worked for me.
Even if you're not in communication with spiritual allies, you can still perform divination to help troubleshoot your own magical skills. Try asking a series of questions: what doesn't work for you any more, what you should try, and what you should avoid trying.
When divining, consider the different "levels" of application. A reading that means "don't use excessive force" might refer to high-level life stuff, like, you're working too hard on all your responsibilities right now, learn to relax and the magic will come. But, it might also be referring to something very specific, like, you're trying to raise huge amounts of energy in individual rituals, break them up into smaller spells where much less force is required for each one.
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Mulan 2020 sucks lol
Written and edited by yours truly
So, Mulan 2020 happened. And I am disappointed. Seriously disappointed. It is utter garbage. I would genuinely prefer it if I watched Mulan II 5 times in a row, and that's saying something.
There is so much to talk about because this has so many issues. I don't think my brain can handle a movie as bad as this for some time. It is a disgrace to the original animated movie.
(Who cares about spoilers?)
And yes, I can and I will compare it to the original movie because it is a remake. It is totally valid to see where this fell flat and where the original succeeded. I'm not saying it has to be like the original cartoon, that is stupid. As I mentioned, it's to highlight the failures of this movie.
Besides, even if we forget the fact that it is a remake, this movie is still horrible.
INTRODUCTION
Mulan 1998 is a classic. It has great visuals, an awesome soundtrack, wonderful and compelling characters, a great message and a cool plot. It's just a great movie in general. It is an adaptation of The Ballad of Mulan, a Chinese legend. Both the legend and the animated movie are about a young girl named Mulan who disguises herself as a man to take her father's place in the army to fight back against an invasion.
As big of a success Mulan was, Chinese audiences thought some things were weird. For instance, having a dragon be a comic relief character, given that dragons are highly respected in Chinese culture. So of course, Disney decided to try another shot, claiming that they wanted to be more culturally sensitive, accurate and closer to the original ballad.
Mulan 2020 is a remake of the original animated movie, and was marketed to be more "accurate to Chinese culture and the Ballad". This claim is, of course, false, because they failed in that aspect. Say what you will about the cultural inaccuracies in Mulan 1998, but at least it was a great movie. Besides, Mulan 1998 didn't pride or market itself on being culturally accurate, the way Mulan 2020 did, so there's that.
CHANGES
I don't mind some changes. And honestly, if there's one thing I appreciate, it's that it isn't a carbon copy of the original (looking at you The Lion King 2019).
Li Shang's character is divided into two characters: Commander Tung and Mulan's love interest Honghui, apparently in light of the Me-Too movement. This is a dumb reason. Disney wasn't comfortable with a superior having a relationship with a subordinate? The hell? The romance between Shang and Mulan was only insinuated at the end, when Mulan wasn't even a part of the army anymore, so there's that. Also, Mulan gave her consent, so I don't know what they’re talking about.
Mushu isn't present in the movie. I can see why though. He contributed quite a bit to the soul of the animated version but a CGI dragon would be very distracting. Also, the director said that removed him to achieve a more realistic tone.
Grandma? No grandma. Mulan has a sister though, who only exists to mess stuff up.
The Huns are replaced with the Rourans and Shan Yu is replaced with Bori Khan.
Mushu is replaced with a phoenix, who acts as an emissary for the ancestors
There are no songs, except in the end credits, which isn't a bad thing. The instrumentals of the songs in the animated one play during some scenes (I'll talk about the music, don’t worry)
CHARACTERS
The characters in this movie are so boring. Our lead character Mulan lacks the charisma her animated counterpart had. She's utterly bland, uninteresting and poorly written. In the original, she knew she wasn't physically strong and that she couldn't solve her problems with her strength, so she used her intelligence and wit. She excelled by working hard and being strong willed and determined. This Mulan is a well rounded character.
Mulan in the live action is given Chi powers (Chi is a big part of Chinese medicine, in case you didn't know). Honestly, I wouldn't be as mad at Mulan being given superpowers, had they actually done this properly! Chi isn't like midichlorians, it's something that flows through everyone. Mulan is naturally born with dumb superpowers and has to hide them because as her dad says, " Chi is for warriors, not for daughters”. There is a problem:
It has been mentioned many times that Mulan needs to hide her superpowers otherwise she will be shunned and ostracised. Then why doesn't she get more repercussions everytime she uses her powers? The worst thing that happens is little Mulan getting looks of disgust when she uses them. On other occasions, when she is now a part of the army, she uses her powers in training and she doesn't get any backlash? What the hell?? Then why even bother in the first place?
The only way for this narrative to work is if Mulan got more repercussions for using her powers.
If I were to make the line "Chi is for warriors, not daughters," work, I would make it go something like this:
*At the end of the movie when Mulan comes home*
Dad: Didn't I tell you that Chi is for warriors, not daughters?
Mulan: "I am a daughter, but I'm a warrior too."
(Yes, I know this is similar to a scene in Avatar: The Last Airbender, but this would be better, tbh. Also, watch Avatar: The Last Airbender)
Let me compare the training montages from both movies.
In the animated one, there is an absolutely AWESOME montage of Mulan training side by side with her companions, slowly gaining their trust. She climbs the pillar with both medallions by using her wit, not by brute force. This Mulan worked hard. Besides, the fact that "I'll Make A Man Out Of You" plays over this is the only thing that makes it better (banger song, thank you Donny Osmond)
In the live-action, Mulan is supposed to lift up buckets and climb on top of a mountain. There are also other training scenes, but those aren't very important. In these scenes, she succeeds with the power of CHI. WHY? Mulan here just achieves her goal because she is oh so special. She didn't work to achieve her goal at all, because she is perfect. No struggling or development here at all.
Mulan in the animated version was more concerned about saving her father. Mulan in the 2020 version is a dumb patriot who can't even do patriotism right ("I know my place. It is my duty to fight for the kingdom and protect the Emperor") How very empowering.
In short, live-action Mulan can do no wrong. She has no flaws, no personality and no charm. Everything comes to her pretty easily, because MAGIC.
Li Shang's role in the live-action is divided between Commander Tung and Mulan's love interest Honghui, as mentioned before. Both of these characters are flat, dumb and boring. Tung exists to tell Mulan to cultivate her Chi and to train these idiots (and to offer his daughter’s hand in marriage to her, unaware that Mulan isn’t actually a guy, but eh). Honghui is there to be a stupid love interest, who gives us an “I am Spartacus” moment.
The witch is by far the most interesting character. She actually has more than one side to her, has SOME kind of depth and you can even feel sorry for her. She is supposed to serve as a foil to Mulan, given that both have similar powers. In case you've forgotten (which is something I wouldn't blame you for), she's an outcast who's now working with Bori Khan. Why is she an outcast? Because of her Chi. The witch has said many times that she could kill Bori Khan in a snap, then why doesn't she kill him? Because she needs acceptance? What the hell? She decides to pull out the whole "We're the same, you and I," stupidity to Mulan, and I can see that. It's just that the writers just didn't put much thought into it. “It’s too late for me” because you saw a woman leading an army of men? Also, why does she warn Mulan that Bori Khan is coming? Unless she's playing both sides, except her motivations aren't made clear enough for this to make sense. Finally, she dies for the dumbest reason. God, it just makes me so mad. She had so much potential, but no. They just had to mess her up.
Bori Khan? MORE LIKE BORING KHAN. Not much is there. His animated counterpart Shan Yu was scary and contributed to some of the darkest moments in the movie. This guy over here is just...nothing. That's all I have to say.
Mulan's sister is only there to mess up the meeting with the Matchmaker. What a stupid change. First off in the animated version, it's Mulan who messed up, because she isn't perfect. She fails at being stereotypically feminine AND masculine, but in the live-action, she literally pulls off a Spiderman cafeteria scene, and the blame is put on the sister. In the animated movie, this scene is groundwork for Mulan wanting to prove herself and going on a hero's journey, providing depth to her character, but in the live-action, she's perfect. What is the point? (I know this section was supposed to be about the sister, but eh). The sister doesn't provide anything else to the movie, so thanks! I hate it. Moral of the story: Girls can do anything boys can, as long as they have superpowers. If you are born special like Mulan, you can be respected, whereas if you are like the sister, you have no significance and in the end, you can just fit in and be irrelevant. Congratulations!
The live action group of guys Mulan met and befriended in the army lack the charm and comedic timing of their animated counterparts. That’s it. Seriously. I have nothing more to say about them, because they don't really have anything going on. I don't even know why they are included, because their contribution is nil, save for them blandly speaking lines from the animated version’s songs ("I don't care what she looks like, I care what she cooks like"), which is seriously cringe.
The dad is there to tell Mulan that Chi is for warriors. A shame, because I really liked the dad in the movie. He was a source of wisdom for Mulan, whose greatest honour was having her for a daughter. In the live-action, he just takes the sword that Mulan is given at the end of the movie. The mom is meh.
The emperor is also meh. At least he was wise and cool in the animated version, but here he just does bed sheet kung-fu.
Did I mention that the dynamics between the characters are unnatural, forced, awkward in a bad way and in no way indicates any chemistry between them? Oh yeah, I didn’t, until now. They don’t establish much when it comes to emotion.
Simply put, Khan (Mulan’s horse in the animated version) had more personality than all of these characters combined
PERFORMANCES
Liu Yifei as Mulan was a pretty terrible choice. She is just a block of wood, who has absolutely no range, and this isn't because of the writing. She is genuinely bad, and is regarded as one of China’s worst actors (I kid you not). She just can’t emote.
Jet Li as the emperor is meh. But hey, he doesn’t have much to do, so eh.
Jason Scott Lee as Bori Khan is fine. He doesn’t suck, but he lacks the command and authority of a character who is supposed to be intimidating, but I guess it has something to do with the writing of his character.
Donnie Yen is a martial art legend, but unfortunately, he doesn't have much range as an actor.
The best performance of this movie is that of Gong Li, who played the witch. Honestly, she is charismatic, charming and has an idea of what she is doing.
To save everyone’s time, simply put: most of the performances are bland and mediocre. Partly due to bad writing and partly due to most of the actors not being, well, good at acting.
CULTURAL AND HISTORICAL ACCURACY
So Disney went all “we like cultural and historical accuracy”, which is nice. For example, the Huns are replaced by the Rourans, a real tribe in China around the time Mulan was supposed to be alive. They also removed the hair cutting scene, because as iconic and awesome as it is, it doesn’t make sense. Chinese men wore their hair long too. You know what? I like these kinds of changes. I appreciate accuracy. If only Disney didn’t pride themselves on their accuracy when they got almost everything else wrong (They somehow got Mulan's house wrong lol). I don't know jackshit about Chinese culture so just go watch that Xiran Jay Zhao video it's very swag
THE BALLAD OF MULAN
In a surprising turn of events, this isn't accurate to the Ballad, like they had marketed it to be (I know, I’m shocked too). In a reference to the Ballad, Mulan is riding a horse and she sees two rabbits running side by side. She goes home and tells her family that she saw 2 rabbits, and she thinks that one was male and the other female, but she wasn't sure. This just misses the entire point of the Ballad.
Long story short, Mulan in the Ballad is actually a seamstress. She joined the army in her father's place. She defeats the barbarians and goes on a ten year long campaign with her friends, after which they meet the Son of Heaven (a sacred imperial title of a Chinese emperor). He offers her a high ranking position, which she refuses, because she just wants to go home. She returns home and her family welcomes her. Sometime later, her friends come to visit her, and they find out that she is actually a woman. The friends are shocked because she has been in the army for 12 years and in those 12 years, they didn't even realise that she was a woman.
Mulan then replies:
The male hare's feet hop and skip
The female hare's are muddled and fuddled
But when two hares are running side by side
How can you tell the male from the female?
Which is where the poem ends.
So, Mulan just going on, judging those rabbits like that makes absolutely no sense. The Ballad is about how no matter how different men and women look, when they live and fight amongst each other, who gives a damn about the differences? You know what would have made sense though? If Mulan got off her horse, went close to the rabbits, examined them, and then made the conclusion that one is male and the other is female. This would actually be sticking to the message of the Ballad. Also, why do they make it ambiguous as to whether she accepts the high ranking position? I assume for a sequel (yes, God save my soul). Here we can see another example of its impeccable accuracy to the Ballad.
THIS ISN'T EMOTIONAL AT ALL
Everything that made the original film good has been stripped away. Every moment that is meant to be emotional is very dull. For example, the scene where Mulan makes the decision to take her father's place in the army is supposed to be a very powerful scene. Mulan is risking it all just so her dad can be safe. She might be killed if discovered, and her family would be dishonoured.
When Mulan comes back from the Matchmaker, she has a moment of reflection while singing "Reflection". This is the beginning of her personal journey, discovering who she is. In this, after Mulan comes back from the Matchmaker, she doesn't have a moment of reflection. The army immediately shows up. Am I really supposed to believe that Mulan feels bad about this? That Mulan is really struggling?
When Mulan’s friends are singing, it suddenly shifts to the striking scene of the burnt village. This, in my opinion, is the best use of tonal whiplash. From this point on, things are getting serious, and the emotional weight of this tragedy is felt. In this, they just randomly show up at the village. There is no seriousness (stop trying to tell me this movie is adult, mature and serious, it just looks like that on the surface).
Their attempts at being emotional are poor and unconvincing, and ultimately, the end product is an emotionless, soulless, depthless entity.
THE MUSIC
The director mentioned in an interview that she didn’t add songs into the movie because it is “unrealistic to break into song when you're in war”, and I don't think I’ve heard anything more false (apart from the concept of a flat Earth). Even I, who isn't going into war anytime soon, know this is false. They instead inserted instrumentals from the original film. Except, it's very weirdly placed. The instrumental for Reflection is placed when Mulan is fighting the Rourans after she reveals herself to be a woman. Like, there isn't any context. In the end credits, they had the original song "Loyal, Brave and True" sung by Christina Aguilera, which was nice. I don't really have much to say in regards to the music. The music is overall forgettable.
THE ACTION
The action may seem weird, but this kind of martial arts is a part of the Wuxia genre, which is what they were going for. Well, they failed. The choreography is bad, the CGI is bad, EVERYTHING is bad. Honestly, if you want a good Wuxia movie, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon exists. The action is here stupid and stiff.
OTHER DUMB STUFF
Why does Mulan take her armour off before going into battle? That is just stupid. Can't you just take the bindings off? Also, WHY OPEN YOUR HAIR-
Mulan really likes kicking spears (and pointy stuff in general). Seriously. It’s weird.
The CGI is okay I guess, I don't know. The phoenix in some scenes looks pink to me. There are some pretty visuals though.
It is very obvious that there is a green screen used in the scene where Mulan and her friends find the burnt village. And it looks bad. Pretty ugly. It looks bad. The green screen looks bad.
The war strategy is just weird. I can't really say anything about it in text form because how am i supposed to describe it, help- (she literally teleported behind the bad guys in the avalanche scene-).
I like how the animated film, which had a dragon as a comic relief and other silly stuff, is more mature than this.
For what joy does Mulan get another sword from the army? Also, shame the dad is all “oh look at the values written on the sword, they are honourable” even though in the original the greatest honour was having her for a daughter.
How was Mulan even able to tell the gender of the rabbits?
Why not just try to send a warning to the Emperor that the Rourans are coming to get him?
Why does Commander Tung let Mulan lead them-
I AM SO DONE
Well, I think I have said everything I wanted to about this movie. I know I havent talked about its controversies (like filming next to a concentration camp), but honestly, I am done. I am so done with this. This document took 5-6 months of my life. I am kind of proud of this, and there isn't much I have done to be proud of. I did procrastinate on this a bit, and I had stuff going on, but finally, I am done. In the future, if I remember something, I'll add it here, but I think that is unlikely. I never want to watch or even go near Mulan 2020 again. It's horrible, and there is barely anything redeemable. I hate it here. It’s been reported that a sequel is in development. If it’s true, of course I’ll watch it, how else am I supposed to validate my self hate? I am also, of course, the resident “friend who suffers for everyone else’s entertainment”. If you want a live action remake of Mulan, Mulan: Rise of a Warrior exists. Go watch it, it’s free on YouTube with subtitles. I really liked it.
If you’ve somehow made it this far, thanks for reading. I congratulate you for putting up with whatever this is. I would also like to take a moment to congratulate myself for actually committing to this. It was painful yet fun to complain about this to the best of my ability. If anyone wants to add anything to this, feel free to do so. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m out. I have lost my faith in humanity, and I have other things to complain about.
#this was written 3 years ago. are you proud of me yet#i should mention. the animated mulan is one of my favourite movies ever so 😙#reva speaks
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Top Ten Posts of 2023
I decided, why not? ^^
I'm limiting this to fics/analysis/headcanon/etc posts I made during the year and skipping over anything that isn't my actual creative work. That said, if you're curious, my actual top post was this funky screenshot from episode 2.
10. Everyone's just fine with Donnie modding the moon buggy? (362 notes)
It occurred to me that despite being MASSIVE nerds for the Jupiter Jim franchise, the bros seemed awfully chill with Donnie taking an actual on-set moon buggy and modding the hell out of it.
A few people argued with me in the notes that the Turtle Tank is so cool no one could possibly be mad about it and I do think that's fair. The Turtle Tank is easily my favorite thing Donnie made in the show.
9. Splinter and Leo talk post movie (443 notes)
And then his dad walks in and says, “I would like to talk to Blue, please. Alone.”
And suddenly Leo doesn’t feel so good anymore.
This is the most recent tumblr fic I've done (I think lol), so seeing it make it this high felt pretty good. I love Splinter and his boys... they make me emotional.
8. A headcanon about the Disaster Twins (445 notes)
I have a headcanon that the twins are lowkey always trying to get each other to laugh.
This is still true.
7. A showcase of Donnie's injuries in End Game (462 notes)
So everyone talks about Donnie getting his shell shredded by the Shredder in Many Unhappy Returns but I feel like it’s underappreciated that that happened to him coming off of getting his ass beat in End Game like
One of the first posts I made when I made this blog haha. Poor Donnie |'D
6. Donnie records everything (617 notes)
broke: Donnie listening to what happened in the prison dimension
woke: Donnie showing Raph Leo’s big damn hero speech since he wasn’t there the first time
The main reason why this has so many notes is because @roseverdict wrote a great fic down in the notes that you should all go read.
5. Leo asks Donnie a favor (829 notes)
“You might as well tell me what you need,” he says, turning to his computer and pulling up his list. “I’ll assess it and prioritize.”
“No, no, that’s okay. It’s nothing,” Leo insists.
“Nardo.” Donnie levels his best stare at him. “What is it?”
I love writing the Disaster Twins being soft and you guys love it when I write it too.
4. Present Donnie and Future Donnie have a little disagreement (CAS AU fic) (1,242 notes)
“What was I supposed to do, tie him to a chair?”
“Yes!?” says Mini-him like he’s stupid, which warrants a scoff.
Shoutout to @skcirthinq who doodled a comic version of their conversation.
3. Casey Jr. and Uncle Tello troll Present Donnie (CAS AU fic) (1,701 notes)
Casey Jr, says Uncle Tello’s voice.
Uncle Tello?
Do you want to see something really funny?
This is my actual fic with the most notes! I'm glad you all enjoyed this silly little take on what was actually an incredibly intense moment in Cass's original comic.
2. Mikey contacts the Hamato ancestors (2,054 notes)
future Mikey: *trying to contact the spirits of the Hamato for advice and guidance in the apocalypse*
Donnie’s spirit: Hello, you are now communing with Donatello.
I can't believe you guys gave over 2K notes to the stupidest joke I've ever made. Shoutout to @nonymous06 for this artist's rendition.
and finally, drum roll please.....
My top post of 2023:
1. A very silly idea for a separated AU (4,283 notes)
non-angsty ROTTMNT separated AU where the boys meet online and bond over their shared love of Jupiter Jim and skateboarding and Lou Jitsu. Then one day they agree to meet irl for the first time at a con and decide to dress as turtle aliens.
This post spawned an adorable fanart by @thatsmutbean , this hilarious fanart by @onionninjasstuff , and an entire fanfic called new phone who dis by @rbtlvr
This has been an incredible year! My love for ROTTMNT has not diminished in the slightest and I still have lots of ideas, so I hope you guys stick with me for 2024. Thanks again! Happy New Year!!
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another gift for @cyarebunnies 💙 i'v been made aware some people are unsure about reading/writing fics about braiding charles hair - so as a native myself i'v decided to indulge you all. every tribe is different - we are not a monolith - so i am only speaking for my own teachings. please enjoy.
hair braiding has always been something you enjoyed. mary-beth often approaching and shyly asking if you could help her redo a style that had fallen loose throughout the night. or even miss grimshaw when dutch drove the poor woman nearly mad with his shenanigans. hell, even big ol' arthur let you mess with his hair if you'd let him use you as a pillow for his naps.
but there was one person you'd been too shy to ask - charles smith. the man was far from mean, often making sure you'd get a bowl of whatever pearson had slapped together before anyone else (read: sean, dutch, or micah) got theirs. you'd once mentioned in passing that you enjoyed river stones and on every fishing trip he took with arthur, he'd bring you back a handful. some nights, when you were the only ones left by the campire, he'd tell you stories his mama had taught him - those were your favorite times.
you noticed he'd usually keep small bits of his hair up in braids; small, almost unoticable little things they were. but you noticed, you noticed the different beads and feathers and even the ways he would tie those little braids up to look like a sort of crown. and finally, hiding from a rainstorm under the tent he shared with javier, you finally asked if you could braid his hair. javier had stopped strumming his guitar and looked at you from the corner of his eye, watching and waiting (as you assumed the rest of the gang to be as well).
charles had a thoughtful look on his face, much like dutch described his book of philosophers to sport, and he looked at you kindly with a gentle smile on his lips. "braiding hair is something important and personal to me - but i would like to share that experience with you. was starting to wonder if i'd have to offer it up to you." you gave a huff and playful smile of your own as he undid the few braids he had and moved to lay his head in your lap.
javier began strumming again and distantly you could hear arthur replying in kind with his harmonica. it was almost like your own personal heaven - the sound of the rain providing a steady rhythem as camp life dwindled down into a lullaby. and its one your fingers move to - its just a simple three plaite but you still listen intently as charles begins explaining why hair braiding is so personal to him.
it's something done by someone you trust - hair is connected to your soul, to your ancestors. you take care of it; and them. you must think good thoughts as it will tie the intentions into the braid - you wish someone you love well, you wish them strength and courage. you wish them something gentle. these are all things you think as you braid his hair. you wish him health and clarity, to never stray from his path and always be the kind man you know him as.
he falls asleep, his head in your lap and hair in his hands. javier whispers a joke you don't catch over the storm, and distantly johns laugh echoes through the air. you love braiding hair - its something soothing and an action of intimacy not easily replicated - but with charles, its different.
when you braid charles' smiths hair - its like youre touching his soul. you sew love and warmth and peace into every strand as they fall into place. you wish that he never loses the joy hidden in those dark eyes of his, that his laugh will always be strong and hearty. when you braid charles' smiths hair - you have his soul in your hands.
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I wish we saw some bonding between Bonnie and Qetsiyah or something, like imagine meeting your ANCESTOR who started all of this shit (besides Dahlia, Inadu, and Esther, the whole doppelgänger thing existing is what I’m talking about). How would you have wanted Bonnie and Qetsiyah’s relationship to have been like?
Like Qetsiyah is arguably the most naturally powerful witch on the show, more powerful than Dahlia and Esther (I’m sure there’s like 20 posts on reddit explaining their feats), I just wish her and Bonnie could’ve had more interaction ughhhhhh.
Like isn’t Qetsiyah Egyptian or Greek or something? Wouldn’t it have been cool to incorporate that into a storyline with Bonnie and her magic?
Isn’t it crazy that even outside potential romantic relationships, there’s still so much lacking in Bonnie’s writing in the show? Like besides the MFG, she has ZERO FRIENDS. Stefan isn’t really her friend, she wasn’t friends with Damon until the whole prison world shit, I think, Stefan and Caroline were friends with Klaus (Caroline being more of a fling than a friend, but whatever), I forgot who Elena was friends with, but my point is that Bonnie is actually more sidelined than I thought.
Bonnie never even had enemies that were strictly HER enemies. Kai could count as one, but he was more focused on Alaric and the Parker family when he left the prison world, Elena was one of the vocal points of the show, so she had all that shit, Caroline had that whole thing with Tyler and Klaus and other storylines, where was BONNIE’S STORYLINE.
Like isn’t it crazy that Klaus and all these people talk about how powerful and epic the Bennetts are, so why isn’t Bonnie considered a threat? Like… it literally doesn’t make sense. Like you’re telling me that everyone knew Bonnie was crazy powerful and had a crazily powerful ancestral background, she’s a psychic, she can create dimensions, etc… but she’s somehow just the MFG helper… right.
It’s giving mammy in the form of the magical negro. A motherly figure who is always moral and takes care of everyone and is so strong and blah blah blah, I’m so sick of it.
And I don’t mind black witches being a thing in shows. As an African, it really intrigues me to see how shows tackle the topic of black people and witchcraft but WHY do us black folk have to be helpers to EVERYONE. EVEN IN SHOWS. GOSH. She doesn’t even get a proper ending in the show. “Bonnie travelled to Africa”…😐😐😐. Wow. Ok.
And I wish we saw more scenes of Bonnie just LEARNING. Like yeah, great. We have like one or two scenes of her playing with feathers, but imagine if she was in the originals and Vincent was mentoring her or some shit. Idk. Or if her and white Bonnie!Freya or white Bonnie!Davina were just chilling and practicing witchcraft together or whatever.
We never really get to see Bonnie CHILL or just learn without having the goal of saving Elena or someone in the MFG. Do we ever see her relax? Nope.
My brain just reminded me of Plec tweeting to Megan Thee Stallion that she sees black women as superheroes that will save us all and I’m even more mad now.
Sorry for the rant.
You summed up everything perfectly! I’ll answer the Qet part.
I would’ve liked to see Qetsiyah and Bonnie see each other as family. Have Qetsiyah uplift Bonnie rather than cause her pain by being the anchor. Qetsiyah was arrogant as hell. Why should Qetsiyah lessen who she is? Everything ties back to her as the oldest Bennett witch we meet.
Qetsiyah made Silas suffer for his manipulation and abuse of her magic. Bonnie’s in the same position Qetsiyah was in. A young Bennett witch being used by vampires for their own deeds. So why not have Qetsiyah remind Bonnie she’s not just any witch she’s a Bennett witch. She’s stronger than them, she doesn’t have to take their shit just because she loves them. Fight back.
TVDU has no value for their characters of color and doesn’t want the Bennett’s as a family. I do think it would’ve been nice if Bonnie’s magical education was handled better but Bonnie being a self taught witch through it all really makes her stand out more.
#bonnie bennett#qetsiyah#tvd#the vampire diaries#i took some things out this to try not to make super lengthy 😭
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blue eye samurai was so funny to me how everyone who saw mizu's blue eyes immediately were like YUCK! 🤮 DEMON! *hides children behind them* because in modern society today it's the opposite. i remember always being bummed when a character would have blue eyes and that was their defining beauty trait. books would go on to describe characters with brown eyes as dull and lifeless and you don't think these things stick with you but it does. and then colored contacts came out. and i remember so many black people in my city buying blue contact lenses to feel "prettier". it became a huge thing. so with black girls it was ok we gotta straighten our hair with toxic chemicals and for a bigger glow up pop in blue contacts.
then photoshopping became very common. fans would give their favorite artists blue eyes. i remember this specifically with zayn in one direction. it made me so fucking mad. zayn looks like something out of perfect runway anyways. and here fans were making his eyes blue and saying "now he's perfect!" imagine thinking zayn malik needed a makeover. mind boggling then and now.
but here we have a whole show where the culture is like nah those blue eyes? that shit is demonic and ugly. it's obviously cruel and nobody should be treated as such.
but remember when fowler bragged how one day they would love a face like his and consider his beauty above their their own when he got done colonizing their country? it happened.
in damn near every country where nonwhite people exist, european features are the pinnacle of beauty.
we see this when we have "international" modeling show. a model from every country but the sharp jawlines and lightest skin always win. loose curls not tightly coiled hair like some black people have. thin bodies. tall bodies. international but those qualities are always wanted. the same fucking look. a slight shade difference at most.
hell the natural hair movement with black people is oddly just a parade of expensive products to give one the looser curl pattern that society accepts. curl puddings and products to combat "shrinkage" makes up majority of black hair products in the natural section. it's something.
chemically straightened hair. the natural hair that grows out of my black scalp has been called unprofessional and needed several laws to protect others like me from various job discrimination policies. kids with natural black hair are still being told their hair is out of dress code.
skin bleaching is popular in several ethnic cultures. i can find a bleaching soap at my local big box retail store. they're not advertised but it's still a big seller. i want you to put that into perspective.
many products today boast about glowing skin. brightening is a nicer way to say bleaching. turmeric powder and lemon in everything now.
western media loves to point fingers at koreans now due to an increase of kpop in the media. they judge those who spend a massive amount of time, money, and resources to obtain a strict set of beauty standards. lighter skin, weight loss plans, sharper cheeks, new eyelids, color contacts, chin exercises you can learn on youtube it goes on and on. western white people judge asian people on their beauty obsession standards and it's tone deaf. it's a slap in the fucking face when i see it. your ancestors told all of us people of color we were ugly and needed to look like you to succeed in life. now we do it and you wanna point fingers and talk about how vain and fickle we are? that's fucked up! it pissed me off!!!!!!
so i guess it's a bitter taste in my mouth when i do laugh at mizu's "unfortunate eye color" being the cause of so much pain. because now it's the opposite.
as the cool kids say, she would do "numbers" in beauty standard rankings now. ethnic, but not "too" ethnic. blue eyes, androgynous and athletic but not too bulky and long hair? the algorithm says money honey!
funny how all this works out. eurocentric beauty is a hell of a drug. no katana will be able to kill that. no body positivity campaign or hashtag will undo any of this global phenomenon we now live with. we can call brown eyes beautiful now in songs and yet the angels in the church will always have blue eyes. this is the first time i've not seen a fandom go batshit insane when seeing a person of color WITH blue eyes. usually it's all caps with phrases like "woke liberal bullshit" or something. the fallout from the black little mermaid with red hair showed this very well.
white people have damn near colonized every other race and then they cry foul at the thought of a non white person with eyes other than brown and hair other than black and brown. it's the funniest shit. i mean they'll accept a mermaid. but her being black with red hair? too far. we truly would have never heard the fucking end if they made halle wear blue contacts as ariel. white people would have lost their fucking minds on another level lbh!
we joke that brown contacts would have given mizu an easier life. it's sobering that blue contacts and other fucked up beauty rituals give people of color the same easier life now.
mizu in blue eye samurai during that period is shunned for their appearance. today mizu would do numbers on instagram and make money being the face of some random blue low calorie sport drinks available at big chain stores.
anyways that's my TED talk on blue eyes, eurocentric beauty standards and why i really really love how blue eyes samurai shows all of this. i am in awe of the creators making this show from them having a biracial asian baby with blue eyes. because so many don't even realize how their blue eyes will always leave them being talked about no matter what. they will be called a a faker with contacts, have to constantly prove with baby pictures their eyes were and have always been blue. people will make immediate judgements and even though you would think this would not happen in 2023 it does.
so i commend the parents for making this show. it's a conversation we need to have more. how society treats those with certain features when you are not in control of said features. and how far we go personally to try to "fit in" in a world that is hell bent on neat and tidy labels. this is good this is bad blah blah blah.
i fucking love blue eye samurai. please let there be a season 2!
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No Time Like The Present Part 6
Wednesday Addams x fem!reader
Part Six
Summary: Pilgrims, Hydes, and Cuddles.
Warnings: Minor mention of violence, bullying, kissing, language.
Minors DNI
Word Count: 3.1K
Authors Note: All characters aged up to 18. This is where the story diverges from the actual story line. More aspects of the show will be added in the next part. Thank you lovelies so much for reading and enjoying.
Upon entering the woods to find the old pilgrim house Tyler showed Wednesday you can’t help but replay the images that were on the board of supposed Bear attacks; noting that all the wounds you saw were similar to those of the claws of the monster you saw. You decided that after you and Wednesday & make it back to town you would try and get more of insight on each of the attacks. Knowing you wont get any information from Sheriff Galpin himself, you decide that you and Tyler will have to go on an outing of your own; hopefully Wednesday wont be too mad. After walking for about twenty minutes the both of you come up on a dilapidated shack. Looking over at Wednesday questioningly, she mutters out “I was expecting more too.”
Hearing a branch break behind the both of you, you turn and see a homeless man.
“Who are you talking to little girl?” He says
“Use the words little and girl to address me again, and I can’t guarantee your safety.” Wednesday says nonchalantly. As the homeless man moves closer to Wednesday, you stiffen and grab her arm.
“This is my place! Get out!” He moves to grab Wednesday.
“Thing, a hand here.” Wednesday says as Thing rushes over and begins to choke the man. They tumble into the outside of the shed and as that is going on you and Wednesday finally begin to look around.
“So, do your visions just come to you, or do you have to be in a specific situation?” You ask as you both look deeper into the shed.
“My visions seem to happen spontaneously.”
“Maybe you should try touching something? Get a feel for the shed?” You suggest. Wednesday begins mockingly touching things. “here, how about this?” She picks up a fast food bag and pretends to have a vision. “That’s not how they work, I already told you.” She argues. Going on to further her point she touches one of the shed walls and falls into an actual vision. You laugh, catching her falling body and take a seat on the ground with Thing, pulling her head into your lap not knowing how long her vision will actually last. A few minutes later, Wednesday shoots up from your lap and looks around at you and Thing.
“I saw her, the girl from my visions. Her name was Goody Addams, she’s my ancestor. She was the only to escape the burning building. Jospeh Crackstone, he burned all the outcasts alive. He was a monster, why are they celebrating him?” Wednesday’s voice cracks as she says the last line, making you grab her hand and pull her into a hug.
“We will find out what happened. I wont let anything happen to you, okay?” You promise. Hearing footsteps, the both of you turn and take in your surroundings.
“Must be the bearded man from earlier.” Wednesday deducts. Looking through one of the planks of wood in the shed wall, you’re met with the large eye of the monster you saw the night you went to meet Wednesday in the woods. Immediately you grab Wednesday’s hand.
“RUN!” You scream, trying to pull Wednesday along with you.
“No, we need to go after it. We need to see where it leads us.” Wednesday argues, pulling you in the direction of the monster.
“Fine, but if I die, you better tell my mom I was strongly against this.”
Running down a path, you both immediately stop when you notice the large footprints of the monster turn into human footprints.
“Holy fuck, it’s a human?!” You yell and look at Wednesday as she continues to examine the footprint closely. Looking up again you scream, seeing Xavier Thorpe standing in front of you.
“Warn a girl next time, Thorpe.” You say irritated.
“What the hell are you two doing?” He questions as he puts his umbrella over the both of you.
“We were following the monster.” Wednesday answers.
“You guys saw it? Do you have a death wish or something?” He asks, looking over the both of you like you’re crazy.
“What are you doing here?” You question suspiciously.
“I heard you both asking Tyler about the old meeting house. Figured id check it out and make sure you were okay.” He explains, not making eye contact with the two of you. “Why did you come out here in the first place?”
“Not that it’s any of your business, but Wednesday wanted to learn more about Crackstone.” Pulling Wednesday closer to you, you glare at Xavier.
“And she wanted to use her psychic abilities?” He smugly states as the three of you head back to the main road.
“How do you know that?” Wednesday looks up at him and stops walking.
“Lucky guess. You can’t control it can you? That freaks you out. My dad is a psychic.” He explains.
“Vincent Thorpe, I know. My brother is his number one fan.” Wednesday says as she rolls her eyes.
“So I know, the first thing hell tell you is that visions can’t be trusted; they only show you one part of the picture. You’re creating a story in your head and using parts of your visions to back it up.” He continues to talk as you stay silent, trying to take in everything being said.
“Are you trying to mansplain my powers?” Wednesday asks.
“All I’m saying that my dad, the expert, would warn you that psychic ability isn’t rooted in logic. It’s triggered by emotions and lets be honest, emotions aren’t really your strong suit.” You glare up at Xavier and punch him in the arm. He looks down at you offended.
“We will be leaving now. You don’t know the first thing about Wednesdays emotions, because they aren’t directed at you. Don’t try and invalidate her visions because you think you know best. Go screw yourself. Come on Wednesday. We need to change before we get sick.” Pulling Wednesday down the path, away from Xavier, you both make it back to the entrance you came in.
“I don’t care what Principal Weems says, you’re coming to my house first to change. You will not get sick because of this stupid monster.”
Making your way back to the sheriffs department, you see Sheriff Galpin and ask him for a ride to your house since you two walked to the pilgrim meeting house, leaving your car at home. After the short drive, you arrive home to see your mom gone and Tyler at the house when he said he would be at work. Getting out of the Sheriffs truck you turn back to thank him.
“I will drive Wednesday back to Nevermore so you can get back to work, we wont be too long; I don’t want anyone getting in trouble with the principal.” You give Sheriff Galpin a small smile and he gives you a head nod. Walking into the house, you see Tylers muddy shoes on the shoe rack and go to find him, bringing Wednesday along with you to get her some dry clothes.
“Your house is very… homey.. and bright.” Wednesday can’t help but grimace at the normality of it all. “Gonna have to get used to it babe, my mom is like the embodiment of sunshine, my very own Enid.” You laugh as you bring her to your bedroom and grab a t shirt and some shorts.
“If none of that will fit you, my mom is more your size, mine might be too big, I can grab something of hers, she wont mind. Trust me.” You smile. “ My bathroom is right through there, feel free to shower. I’m going to use the bathroom in my moms room and I plan on showering in scolding hot water, so take your time.” Kissing her cheek, you walk towards your moms room, still seeing no sign of Tyler. You push that to the back of your mind and start the shower and get in. After thoroughly scrubbing any traces of mud and Xaviers presence off your skin, you decide 25 minutes is long enough. Getting out and dressed, you go back to your bedroom to see Wednesday freshly showered, laying on your bed asleep. You kiss her forehead and cover her with your fuzzy pink blanket and then take a picture incase you ever need a favor from her and have to resort to blackmail. You head downstairs and hear someone rummaging through the kitchen, grabbing the bat that you started keeping at the end of the stairs, you slowly make your way into the kitchen. You see someone standing in the fridge but can’t tell who it is. Continuing to raise the bat you make yourself known.
“Hands where I can see them, please don’t make me use this bat.” You whine as the figure slowly closes the fridge.
“A BAT, Y/N?! Really?” Tyler looks at you shocked. Putting a container of food on the counter. Reaching over and snatching the bat from you. “Also, don’t let someone you’re trying to attack know you have a weapon, idiot.’ He rolls his eyes.
“Hey! Give it back!” Whining, you try and reach for it, but Tyler is holding it above his head where you cant reach it. “Why are you here, aren’t you supposed to be at work?” You question, finally giving up and letting him keep the bat.
“Literally zero customers, they sent me home, didn’t need me and the other guys.” He shrugs. “What are you doing here?”
“Well Wednesday is asleep in my bed currently. We almost got eaten by the Hyde, again. Ran into that douche face Xavier. Just a casual day for us, you know?” You nonchalantly inform him and go to make you and Wednesday some hot tea and cookies.
“Wait, Wednesday is here? Is that even allowed?” He asks as he hands you some tea bags.
“Well If it isn’t, I’ll make sure she doesn’t get in trouble.” I’m going to bring this up and let her sleep a little more. Use the couch, no pull out for you until were both gone, loser.” You laugh at him and head upstairs. Entering your room you look at Wednesday who has cuddled further into your bed. Deciding to join her, you gently pull the covers back and slide in, not expecting her to immediately find her way into your arms. Smiling down at her you pull her closer and begin to fall asleep.
Waking up to the feeling of cold, you sit up and look around not seeing Wednesday, but hearing people conversing down the hall. Walking out you hear your mother and finally making it to the kitchen, you see her shoving food in front of Wednesday. Standing back you watch the interaction between them before you make your presence known.
“So Wednesday, how are you liking Nevermore? I hear this is your first year there.” Your mother asks as she pours Wednesday a glass of sweet tea.
“It’s okay I guess. It is better than normie schools, but then again, its still school.” Wednesday answers as she continues to look down at the food in front of her, deciding what to eat first.
“I just want to say thank you.” Your mother looks wistfully and Wednesday finally raises her head to meet her eyes.
“For? This is the first time we’ve actually spoken. I don’t think I’ve done anything to benefit you.” Wednesday answers monotoned.
“You make Y/n happy. As a mother, that’s all I could ask for. She hasn’t had the easiest time dealing with the transition of moving here, but you have make her leave her room more, and actually get out of the house. I haven’t seen her smile this much in a long time.” Your mother reaches over and pats Wednesday on the hand. Pretending to not have heard anything, you head into the kitchen and make yourself known.
“Well hello people, I am alive and awake. What are we eating?” You smile and sit next to Wednesday, placing your hand on her thigh and giving a gentle squeeze.
After eating, you decide that you regretfully need to take Wednesday back to Nevermore before you get in trouble with Principal Weems. The drive is mostly in silence, with you paying attention to the road while it rains, and Wednesday staring at the droplets racing down the passenger window. When the gate to the school is in sight, Wednesday finally breaks the silence.
“There’s a dance coming up, the Rave-N, as my girlfriend you are required to go. I will let you know further dress code details so you can buy an outfit. Okay?” Looking at you with no hint of joking, you nod your confirmation. “Good. I will see you later.” Wednesday reaches over and grabs you by the back of the head and feverishly kisses you goodbye until you need to come up for air. Breathlessly you look at Wednesday and smile. “Be safe and I will talk to you later.” You tell her as she gets out of the car and makes her way into the front of the school. Deciding that you need the remaining information on those attacks, you decide that you and Tyler will need to break into the coroners office and see what exactly is going on.
Getting back to your house, you call Tyler and tell him to come outside, without telling either of your parents where you plan on going. Tyler comes out and gets in the vehicle and you immediately break down crying.
“Hey, hey, what’s going on?” Tyler asks as he reaches over the center console to hug you.
“I think today is just catching up to me, the adrenaline wore off and all I can think of is one of us getting killed by the Hyde. We need to find out who it is Tyler. I can’t keep going with Wednesday and almost getting killed.” Wiping the tears from your eyes, you look up at him and see a faraway look in his eye. He snaps out of it once he realizes you’re looking at him.
“It’ll all work out, okay? I promise.” He reassures you.
“I need you to come with me to break into the coroners office. I don’t think all the attacks your dad is saying are bear attacks, are actually bear attacks. I think it’s the Hyde.” You explain as you continue to pull yourself together and stop crying.
“Are you sure? We could get into a lot of trouble if we get caught.”
“Yes. The coroners office has the last body and all of the notes from the previous attacks. I stole my moms badge, so technically we aren’t breaking in.” You try to lighten the mood.
“Let’s go then.” He exhales. “You’re just as bad as Wednesday.” Laughing, he puts his seatbelt on as you pull out of the driveway.
“I take that as a compliment.” You tell him smugly.
Arriving at the hospital, you two take the back way to get into the building trying to go unnoticed. Scanning your moms badge, you finally make it to the coroners office and enter the dark room. Pulling out flashlights, you start going through the filing cabinet, while Tyler looks at the computer.
“Well the computer is a no go.” He says, trying multiple times to get passed the login credentials.
“Okay well help me look through the filing cabinet.” Finding one file you need, you head over to the computer and printer to make copies before you replace the file and continue looking. You pause as you hear two voices coming closer, looking through the crack in the door, you see the coroner and sheriff Galpin making their way to the very room you’re in.
“Oh fuck, its your dad. Hide Tyler. Hide right now.” You scurry and hide in the side closet, pulling Tyler with you. Covering both of your mouths, you try and listen to the conversation being currently had.
“I thought you should see this before I issued my report on the lates victim; it’s a real noodle-scratcher.” The coroner says as he leads Sheriff Galpin over to the refrigerated unit containing disassembled body parts. “The killer cut off two toes from the victims left foot. Best guess, they used a surgical saw. The final autopsy report is still pending.”
“The minute your done send it straight to my desk. I want a media black out on the toes.”
“Sure thing Sheriff. You go, ill lock up.”
You hear the Sheriff leave and then the coroner walking over to the area they keep the bodies. You cant make out much of what he’s saying but you can hear the confusion in his voice as he talks to one of the bodies.
“You’ve been waiting a while, I guess you wont mind one more day for me to cut you open.” Laughing, he closes the drawer and turns the lights back off. After 5 minutes of no sound, you and Tyler open the door to the storage closet you were in and you look at the drawer the coroner had opened, noticing it didn’t close all the way. Looking at Tyler and nodding your head in the direction of the drawers, you walk over and pull it all the way. Holding in a scream, you see your girlfriend laying there, staring back up at you.
“Five more minutes, I was just getting comfortable.” She says as Thing goes to close the drawer.
“No ma’am. You will not get five more minutes Wednesday Addams. Get your butt off that table and tell me why you’re here without me!” You whisper yell, picking thing up and moving him away from the handle of the drawer.
“I could ask you the same.” Wednesday says as she hops down and smooths out the bottom of her Nevermore skirt.
“Well I came with Tyler, not alone.” You argue.
“And I came with Thing.” She rebuttals.
“I don’t think they’re bear attacks. I think they’re all from the Hyde.” You explain and watch her lips curve in a small smile.
“You’re correct, that’s why im here as well. I didn’t ask you to come because you specifically promised your mother no more late night outings; isn’t that correct, Tyler?” Wednesday looks over to the silent boy. Tyler just nods, not making eye contact with you.
“Traitor.” You mumble. “ Okay, well I made copies of one of the victims, and they were missing a body part, the sheriff and coroner said this guy was missing two toes, so what the hell does a Hyde want with specific body parts?” You question the both of them.
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I need to COMPLAIN.
This is gonna sound edgy nerdy not so girblogger coded but let me getto out of my silly girlie pop character for a minute i am RAGING.
For context two days ago i suddenly remembered that WEBTOON exists after trowhing it in a black hole in my mind, so i re download it and i start reading one. Apart from the endorphines i forgot a good webtoon gave me,
(whole other talk about redescovering old intrests !!!even if they look silly!!! when you feel a dry mind)
I finished it in a couple of days, and as i usually did when concluding a webtoon, a comic or any possible thing i liked, i start looking for the edits so i can imagine myself being in that universe while playing them.
(its a physical need i swear)
(No judgment let me being a cringy kid at the sound age of eighteen thanks)
(Its a guilty pleasure.)
Getting to the point. I am in DISAPPOINT.
What the fuck are these dry stupid no personality rage triggering edits.
They are MID.
Feel free to be' offended i stand where i stand
What the hell are these kids doing!?!
I had to scroll through YEARS to find the good ones.
So i started my reaserches.
First of all, i got to the sad conclusion that instagram edits are going through extinction.
Back in the days (☝🏻) when tik tok (musically for the ancient) wasn't that big of a thing for edits, you went on instagram (at least i did!!) And they were TOP TIER.
Masterpieces.
I would've hanged them on my walls if they were physical.
They were energetic, fresh, powerful, you could tell who's edits were by they're style because the editor's styles were so different one another.
They fitted the medias perfectly and don't let me start on the transitions.
They were immaculate.
Perfect to the millimeter.
These type of edits made me immerge in the media even more, i had my favourite edits saved, (a LOT), and i watched them every night before going to sleep multiple times, they were a lullaby to the mind.
But on my trip to these new (and few) Instagram edits... I was horrified.
First of all, no character whatsoever is put in these digital scums, the personal style is gone.
Probably due to these ages generations who wants to look the same be one another fit into something precise (I dont have the strength to start another fuss I'll just keep going with my silly polemic) but the transitions.
They are MID MID MID even terrible.
Actually I hate them.
There is not an ounce of effort in those disturbing sliding of images.
There isn't flow, variations,good blends. They all look like they were made by 10 year olds (wich is prob the case) and don't tell me oh it's just the age they'll learn as they grow.
No.
I want the twelve year old freaks that edited like it was they're last day on earth.
Like theyre life depended on it.
Where did they go?!?
What's wrong with this generation? why didn't they pick up the heredity theyre ancestors gave them?
Why did they throw it all away?
Why are they descending into this madness abyss?
And the music choices.
Disgusting
They never match the mood of the fiction, or worse the mood of the edit itself.
And honestly they're just boring ass songs.
Now, what I said about these Instagram edits applies also for the tik tok ones, but with some differences.
First of all, because there's much more editors on tik tok now, luckily there are some exceptions.
Some good stuff that's going on, but for me it's still not enough. From the parameter of the golden age of edits, those edits are just.. average.
The average good stuff you save and lightly watch. Its hard to find an edit that makes you obsessed. It wasn't really back than.
And most of them still lack the personal style, that again, I think its crucial for the ideal enjoyment.
I also noticed that the capability of the editors changes based on wich media the edits are of.
Like for example the editors of jujutsu kaisen (dont ask me anything i didn't see it) aren't doing a so bad job.
Maybe because the target audience is older so are the editors, idk
But it still lacks something.
That sparkle that was there before
The one that made you crave to watch it again and again
Maybe it's just me who's lacking something I had before , and nothing else changed
In conclusion, I think the editing culture ended at the start of 2022.
Idk tell me you opinion so I don't feel crazy thanks!
(Sorry in advance for the bad english i'm not a native speaker or anything)
(Edit not sorry this is a masterpiece I should be employed somewhere my English is near perfection)
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a long rant that’s apparently controversial
there was this indian dark academia blog i followed here, and respected that person despite not agreeing on some of their views on certain things. i got into a disagreement with them on tumblr about ncert scrapping off chunks of mughal history from textbooks. they mocked that the board would be teaching us about ‘rig veda and nalanda’. i replied with a comment that there’s more to indic civilisation than the vedas. we should be knowing about a lot of our dynasties and some exceptional rulers before the mughals invaded. it is a fair deal to scrap a bit of sucking up to mughal imperialism and talk about those who made india the candy that it was for invaders, why it was such a hotbed for trade that made it the one of the richest countries to exist in the medieval era. these things are not widely known and they should be known. what kind of history only talks about invaders and not the ones who lived here. why can’t we have both in appropriate measures.
they straight up blocked me lol. they replied to my comment after blocking me, so i couldn’t explain my point to anyone else tagging me and making fun of what i said, which they misinterpreted in the first place. they dug up all my older posts, specifically the hindublr tag and mocked the fact that i think hinduphobia is a real thing.
i’m not mad that these people ridiculed me. i don’t care for their wilful ignorance either. they removed any chance of discourse and want to live in their own bubble of ignorance, fine. there can be people who still disagree with me and that’s okay. i wish people would stop resorting to blind hostility and actually try to read what someone is trying to convey.
it bothers me how they think they’re inclusive at the expense of another community. they (them and their followers) pride themselves on their education and liberalism but don’t seem to know the concept of critical thinking, or conversing with someone they disagree with. how do you villify a person for having an opinion different than yours. an opinion that doesn’t oppress anybody or any community. nothing i said was erasing a community or history.
it concerns me that they’re hell bent on thinking india can be a better place by downplaying the role and significance of hinduism and redact its attempted erasure, when it was literally called hindustan. this isn’t a ‘left vs right’ or ‘religion vs. religion’ or ‘govt vs people’ thing. why is it so hard to believe that religious clashes can go both ways. why is it so hard to go beyond ncert textbooks and agenda-driven historians to actually read about our ancient civilisation. you don’t have to be religious for that.
it was appalling that they they would dig up my older posts on this certain topic to have their followers hate on me. i guess i held them at a higher standard.
my only point was that we shouldn’t always ask “how did mughals rule in this country?”
we should also ask “why was india so sought after by other kingdoms and emperors?”
“who all were involved in making this land so prosperous that it attracted people from all over the world?”
“why should we be proud of our ancestors and not consider this a defeatist nation?”
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Introducing me in my TVD dr
Name - Nia Allianna Bennett
Nickname(s) - shit idk 🤷🏾♀️
Age - 19
Birthday - November 19th
Gender - Female
Pronouns - She/Her
Sexuality - heterosexual
Height - 5'7
Ethnicity - Black
Race - witch
Nationality - Soulaan
Languages - English, French, Spanish, Italian, Bulgarian, Archaic Latin, Aramaic, ASL, Tutnese, Korean, Gullah Geechee, Ormadi sign language, Atlantic Creole, Swamp Maroons, Louisiana Creole
Hometown - Krila
Strengths - fighting, survival skills, a good memory, good under pressure, the ancestors and the spirits don't control me
Weaknesses - Cursed and Klaus
Likes - cookie n' cream ice cream or milkshake, movies, TV shows, the word chocolate, chocolate, music, pillow fights, the stars and the moon
Dislikes - cake, trash, overstimulation
Powers - atmokinesis, curse infliction, ergokinesis, enchantments, elemental control, madness control, mental hallucination, witchcraft, mystokineses, power, mimicry, telekinesis, pain infliction, hell fire manipulation, umbrakinesis
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You are literally the dumbest mf on earth.
"most characters are white/white passing especially in anime"
You dumb motherfucker they are ASIAN
A S I A N
Not fucking "white passing". Which BTW is extremely racist not for white people but for mixed race people. Get a fucking life. Literally saying people aren't "black enough".
You do realize Asians are people of color right?
Idc about what statistics show they aren't a "minority", they are still a minority in western countries. Anime is representation for Asians and Asians alone.
Get your head out of your ass and realize not everything has to be about you. Asians to this day still get harassed. They are still oppressed. I mean hell did you live under a rock for covid? Do you know how many places and people refused to even be around Asians in general all because covid started in China?
This isn't a game of who's more oppressed. Stop acting like it and trying to erase representation for Asians or any other fucking person and just make original content.
Not to fucking mention not all Asian are pale. Asians who live in the Philippines and such area are actually pretty damned dark. But not only that even in countries like China Korea and japan where Asians are most know for being pale, still have a considerable amount of tanned and dark skinned Asians especially in rural areas.
Are the tan ones the only ones you wouldn't blackwash? Are they "black-passing" enough for you?
Get your fucking colorism out of here you dumb fucking retard.
You are not so pressed that you need to change the skintone of others in order to feel represented.
You know who actually needs good representation? How about the native Americans whose stolen land you live on. Your ancestors may have been slaves once but you still profit off of others. You get to live on land white people stole. Or how about the gingers yall replace all the damned time. How about Mexicans. rarely do I get to see proper Mexican rep. And it's very little compared to black rep.
But yknow what atleast Mexicans don't erase white people to fit themselves in. When they do get stuff made about them its always original. It sells well and is very popular. But every blackwashed show sells worse. Most black "rep" is just replacing and erasure of others. It's never original. Yall complain about not getting enough rep but you settle for the worst possible way of getting it. Mexicans get like 1 movie every couple years and maybe a character of varying popularity (never most popular) every other few shows. Yet they always end up better than black rep and the movies are more memorable than any black movie.
Blackwashing is a double standard. BOTH black and white washing are about erasure, and should never be fucking done.
Get a fucking life.
I'm not even gonna read all of this in depth. I skimmed it and I just wanna say that you can have your own opinion or whatever. I never said that people who are Asian aren't oppressed. And when I say "white passing" I mean that they have white skin. Perhaps I explained it wrong or used the term wrong and I'll take the blame for that. But to come into my ask box and write a literal essay on why I should feel bad for wanting to see more dark skinned characters is absolutely insane. I feel like this wasn't necessary. And to tell ME to get a life? Bro do you even see what you just wrote to some teenager on the internet? I promise you there are plenty of worse people to worry about than me. And I'm not erasing the fact that they're Asian, I'm making them Asian mixed with other things. And I don't even only make them black. Also I'm indigenous and black as well so please don't even start with all of that. I'm not oblivious to what's going on in the world so don't start with that either.
My paragraph is extremely all over the place but it doesn't even matter at this point. I shouldn't waste my energy on someone who's mad I made a character have darker skin.
So yeah. I'm not even mad, I'm just glad I got to explain my shit more in depth. Anyways if anon got anymore shit to complain about my ask box is open.
Also I'm wondering how this anon found me. Did I lose another follower? Did my post somehow make it onto their dash?
#oh to get excited over seeing i have an ask and immediately getting called a dumbass#anon please get a life. go outside and get some fresh air. you certainly need it.#i aint never had anyone this mad at me before and its kinda hilarious tbh#sending this to my server with my friends because this shit gotta go on the wall of shame
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your writing is so amazing 💗💖💗💖💗💕💗💖 iaahbbabaha and i cant help but request!!! how would the brothers react to a mc who looks insanely similar to lilith, and even better they are a direct ancestor of her, platonic of course! i can just imagine mc pulling out their family album and Lilith is just chilling there and mc is like oh thats just my great great granny :D
(totally ok if you cant of course )
keep up the good work!!! your writing is great!! dont be too hard on yourself 🕺🕺🕺💖
I rlly struggled with this one trying to figure out how to word it to be poc friendly, and not describe too much on appearances for either reader or Lilith, if you find any language that accidentally describes to much, please tell me!
GN! Reader
Warning: Angst, some of the boys cry, Levi falls down the stairs, Beel and Belphie have panic attacks
LUCIFER:
Your picture wasn’t in the papers he received when admitting you to RAD. So he had no clue what you looked like until you were teleported into the middle of the RAD council room. And it was chaos, not just because you were unfamiliar with the Devildom and frightened, but also because as soon as he laid eyes on you he let out the loudest gasp and almost keeled over from a heart attack.
It's safe to say after that Lucifer got ALOT more protective over you, and seemed to play favourites whenever you were in the picture. You could do no wrong in his eyes...even if you did do wrong. In his mind, this was his second chance with Lilith. Probably even slips up and calls you Lilly, or Lilith on accident, even if you're a male.
Almost has another heart attack when you pull out the scrapbook and point to what looks stunningly like Lilith and call her, "Great-Great-Grandma." Actually collapses straight onto the floor and makes all his brothers panic.
MAMMON:
Let out a girlish scream the second he saw you, it was like he had just seen a ghost...and to him, he basically had. You looked IDENTICAL to Lilith and it freaked him the hell out, it was like a ghost was now their new exchange student. He thought at first that Lucifer was a big weirdo for choosing an exchange student, seemingly specifically because they looked exactly like their dead sister.
He's already pretty protective, after all, that's the job Lucifer assigned him to do. But he gets...better at it. Basically turns into a guard dog...or a protective big brother, whichever you prefer. He's one of the few brothers who actually DOESN'T accidentally call you Lilith, or any nickname for Lilith.
Choked on his noodles when he saw a woman who looked EXACTLY like Lilith in your scrapbook. You had to give him the Heimlich because he was practically choking to death.
LEVIATHAN:
When he saw you when he was running down the stairs to shake down Mammon he slipped on the stairs and came tumbling down and knocked himself out. Mammon carried him to the living room to sleep it off, and he woke up to you looking over him and he immediately assumed he died and went to wherever Lilith went after she died.
After that was all cleared up, Levi basically tries to avoid you. The guilt of losing Lilith in the war, and how after that he has done nothing with his life but be a useless otaku and play video games makes him feel horrible for disrespecting the memory of his sister so he tries to hide as much as he can from you.
Faints with Lucifer upon seeing Lilith in the scrapbook, Levi.exe has stopped working, please reboot your system. Starts crying as soon as he wakes up, and takes a picture of the photo on his phone so he can look at it whenever he wants to beat himself up.
ASMODEUS:
Is at a loss for words upon seeing you, he can't even make his normal remarks because he's too stunned. Goes catatonic for like an hour as his brain tries to reboot and process this new information. Cries for a couple of hours and doesn't even get mad he messed up his makeup because this was an emotionally draining day.
After that, he goes...somewhat back to normal. He tries his hardest to get you to like him and hang out with him. Loves doing spa days with you and painting your nails, sometimes he'll slip up and say something along the lines of, "Lilith loved this colour on her nails." And then claim he never said anything if you ask.
Started crying very loudly and messily when he saw Lilith in your scrapbook, clinging to you tightly and snotting all over you. He's quite emotionally fragile and this knocks him all off.
SATAN:
The most normal out of all the brothers, most of his memories of Lilith are Lucifers. He never really knew her. He finds it incredibly odd that Lucifer would choose you though, and like Mammon assumes it was solely because of your appearance and calls Lucifer a creep for it. Does find it incredibly odd that you look almost identical to her.
He makes no real effort to smother you with affection and love, nor does he completely ignore you. He just acts normal, all while trying to subtly ask you questions about your family tree to figure out a theory on why you look so much like Lilith.
It's ultimately Satan's fault you pull out the scrapbook, and upon seeing your great-great-grandma, the pieces all fall into place like one big jigsaw puzzle.
BEELZEBUB:
He's usually quite chill...he was not chill when he saw you. His hands started shaking, his breathing got rapid and he felt like he was drowning in air. Just the first sight of you caused him to have a massive panic attack. He felt like he just saw the ghost of Lilith, and who could blame him?
After that he sticks around you heavily, always following you around like a nearly 7-foot-tall dog. Offers you his food to you, and becomes incredibly protective of you. He's terrified of losing you, just like he lost the real Lilith. Slips up and calls you Lilith, or Lilly once or twice but immediately apologizes.
Seeing your great-great-grandmother makes him have another panic attack, and he has to sit on the floor next to Levi and Lucifer for a while to try and recuperate.
BELPHEGOR:
Felt Beelzebub's panic attack due to their twin telepathy thing while he was up in the attic, but had no clue how. He was mostly pissed at the fact he couldn't help his twin with whatever was bothering him. When you wondered up to the attic and found him, he immediately found out why Beel had had a panic attack.
He promptly has a panic attack too. His thoughts rage around in his head, he had to kill you because you were a human but...you looked so much like her and just looking at you made him want to cry and the thought of killing you made him want to throw up.
Ultimately, when you release him from the attic. He doesn't kill you, he can't do it, you look too much like her, it'd be like killing Lilith all over again. Upon seeing the scrapbook and the picture of your great-great-grandmother he had to lie down, and hold Beel's hand while they had twin panic attacks.
#Mine#Obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me Lucifer#obey me Mammon#obey me Leviathan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#Obey me Lilith#obey me angst
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Overture: The rise of an imperatrix. Part 2:
Carlos was finishing some details with the camera crew while I was standing behind a square barstool covered with a silk sarong over it that gave a really tidy look. He had found a female blazer that suited me, and one of the journalists combed my hair. He might be unorthodox, but he did his job. For my plan, this was the first step, but I knew I would need someone with his abilities, maybe I had found my press minister.
Carlos – General, we are starting now. Three, two, one!
I looked at the camera, letting my madness run amok in my eyes and words, took a deep breath and hoped that this would have the consequences I desired:
I stand before you today not as a politician, nor as a general, but as a mother who has witnessed unspeakable horrors inflicted upon her daughters, her people, and her beloved land. I am Jeanette Iceni, and I carry with me a heart heavy with grief and a soul ablaze with righteous fury.
These invaders from foreign worlds, have shown us no mercy. They have trampled upon our sacred soil, desecrated our homes, and torn apart the flesh and spirit of our families. My heart weeps for what has been done to them, the innocence stolen, the dignity crushed. We have seen our kin subjected to the cruellest of fates, their bodies massacred, their spirits broken, all by the hands of these heartless aliens.
I stand here today, not in grief alone, but in defiance! We shall not bow to the cruelty of these oppressors. No! We shall rise against them, and with the strength of our ancestors and the fire that burns within us, we shall make them rue the day they set foot upon our sacred world!
They thought they could conquer us, subdue us, break us. But they have underestimated the power of a united people who are willing to fight for their freedom, their honour, and the future of their children. We are the descendants of warriors, the sons and daughters of this great world, and we shall not be silenced.
As an old queen of ages, I saw everything that I held dear ripped away by invaders that hold nothing more than greed upon themselves. I will take the name Boudica, as I will not rest until they have paid for the pain they inflicted upon us or until I am dead.
Our vengeance shall be as relentless as the cruelty of the void. We shall strike back with the force of a thousand storms, and every drop of alien blood spilled upon our hands will be a testament to their wickedness and our unwavering resolve.
Let them hear our battle cries echo through the ages! Let them tremble in fear as they face the fury of humanity! We will fight until every alien invader is cast out of our system, cast out of our worlds, until justice is served for the atrocities committed against our kin, our children, and until we can once again hold our heads high in honour.
My people, our struggle is not in vain. It is a flame that shall burn in the annals of history, a beacon of hope for all who yearn for freedom and justice. Let our enemies know that we are not to be trifled with, for we are the indomitable spirit of humanity, and we shall prevail!
Onward, my warriors! Onward to victory and the reclamation of our land, our dignity, and the honour of our children!
I looked at Carlos who looked at me speechless and softly touched the back of the camera man. As soon as he stopped the broadcast, Carlos said “What the hell did I do” to which I only smiled wickedly and fainted.
I woke up with Carlos slapping me, shouts filling the room and a loud sound that made the room reverb. I grabbed Carlos hand instinctively, looked around and pointed to a chair. He helped me to sit, and I move my head towards the door.
Boudica – Let them in, they are doing their job as you did. Everything else is upon the people you helped me reach and the hearts I touched.
Carlos – You are going to be executed for insubordination. I cannot let you go.
Boudica – You did as you had to. Let them, as I greet death with open arms.
Carlos gave the order to the people holding the door to back off and let them in. As soon as they opened the lock, a brigade of the military forces rushed in, held everyone against the wall and took me as a madman outside the room. I was being dragged through corridors where people saw me with emotions running down their faces. As soon as they stepped into an open space, where refugees were staying, I yelled, for all of them to hear.
“Will this be all? This is the only fight we are going to give? To bow down our heads and dragged ourselves through the mud”
A soldier put his hand on my mouth, stopping me, but it was enough. The sea of people that a second before were lamenting and liking their wounds now had their sight set upon the soldiers that were dragging me. One after the other, they stood up, blocked their path and when one of them tried to move them apart two more appeared to block the path until the soldiers stopped and released me. Scared for their lives, their instinct told them to let me go and retreat.
I won’t say that the revolt was peaceful, but only a hundred lives were lost on it. Less than 48 hours later I was seating on the command room, all the opposition dead and everyone that abandoned their post willingly waiting for a ship to earth.
#humans are deathworlders#humans are weird#earth is a deathworld#humans are space orcs#humans are space aussies#The bloody imperatrix
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If the ask game is open would like to hear about this bit! (The Nature of Fire, Chapter 9).
hell yeah I'll always babble 🖤🖤 link to ask game
The original story came from this in-game book which I chose to interpret as a myth rather than a literal accounting of events.
I like to cherrypick in this way because even though gods are Confirmed Real in TES that doesn't preclude mortal-created myths! My rationale behind this one was that the idea of music (and dance, and any art) as a behavior is very important to me....it isn't some divine gift or aspirational ideal, it's an innate and universal compulsion among the human animal.
Sheogorath is a little pithy and cryptic about the story because he knows the actual origins aren't really within Tanis's understanding of the world (hence the "the way you mortals dance around your fires" remark, hearkening back to ancient behavior).
I like to think that this myth came from Dunmer oral tradition for a couple reasons:
- Some of the very first instruments would in fact have been made of bone. A culture of ancestor veneration might have a tradition of using the bones of deceased relatives for ritual purposes....including musical instruments. I like the idea of one particular skull drum being passed down through generations, purported to belong to the young woman from the story.
- in the Velothi faith Sheogorath is one corner of the House of Troubles--dangerous gods but also providers of trials. So the gruesome fate of the woman in the story is a reflection of the Lord of Madness and Creativity's test for a dedicated musician. Music as self-evisceration, not in the "tortured artist" sense but in that it can either be an exposure of the deeply personal or, as a social activity, a form of self-annihilation/absorption into the Other.
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