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#note: there's no canonical birthday so I'm deciding on my own
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Do you think Riddle is so short because of what his mom made him eat ?
Like only making him get the perfect amount of calories like in his overblot backstory
Maybe it is because his mom is also short? Anyways she doesn't seem tall, also where is his dad.
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***PLEASE NOTE: I am NOT speaking as a dietician or a doctor; the information and interpretations presented here are based my own scientific knowledge and research, and apply ONLY to the analysis of a fictional character. This post is NOT meant to be taken as any sort of medical or dietary advice.*** Personally, I'm not of the belief that Riddle is short due to his controlled dietary intake. In very simple terms, calories can be thought of as the fuel you burn to get through activities. While a caloric deficit can contribute to stunting of growth, I don't think this applies to Riddle since he lives a relatively sedentary lifestyle (sitting and studying) and is provided an adequate amount of calories per meal. I want to take a quick moment to dispel the commonly held belief that Mrs. Rosehearts underfeeds Riddle. This seems to sprout from a misinterpretation of a line in 1-25 when she is serving Riddle a birthday meal. Here, she states the exact amount that Riddle must have in order to not overshoot 600 kilocalories. This is led some fans to think that Mrs. Rosehearts restricts Riddle to 600 kilocalories a day, which is just not true. From the dialogue, it is clear that Riddle is granted 600 kilocalories per meal. Assuming 3 meals a day, that means 1800 kilocalories per day, which is very close to the recommended 1745 kilocalories for the average 8-year old boy (not accounting for fluctuations from individual child to individual child). This is a perfectly normal intake, but is appears strange at first glance because very few parents actively calorie count what their child eats to this extent.
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Back to the original topic, nutrient intake also contributes to height. (Think of nutrients as the building blocks to a building called your body, and the calories as workers or the 'energy' that assembles the building/your body.) However, that doesn't mean that I think Riddle didn't get enough nutrients; it is possible to have low calorie meals which are nutritious. (For example, athletes may have to follow specialized diets in order to attune their bodies to whatever sport or activity they do. Similarly, Vil crafts a diet for the VDC/SDC squad in book 5 which cuts out junk food, is overall lower in calories, and still provides the group with the energy they need for practice.) Mrs. Rosehearts has dialogue where she describes the nutritional content of the meals she has prepared, which seem to be tailored for brain function. I'm going to assume that those meals also adequately provided for Riddle's other nutritional needs. I don't have reason to believe Mrs. Rosehearts, a doctor and mother who is detail-oriented and hellbent on her child's success, would knowingly and intentionally sabotage his health.
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It’s canon that maintaining physical wellbeing makes for a good mage (which is why NRC makes its students take P.E.). Additionally, eating well is said to be one way a mage can make a recovery from blot accumulation. If Riddle were eating poorly and/or was of poor health, that would only mean struggles with concentration and his magic suffering the consequences—and that’s very much counterintuitive to the success that Mrs. Rosehearts envisions for her son.
You don’t need an abundance of calories or nutrients for growth and development. The excess will get stored as adipose tissue/fat or (depending on the nutrient) exit the body as waste. It’s important for a child to be fed well in order to grow properly, but generally if they aren’t malnourished (ie getting less than what they need) then they wouldn’t be stunted.
By in large, genetics is the major deciding factor in height. I believe current studies suggest as much as 60-80% of one's height is predetermined by DNA sequences (although those DNA sequences can be altered by the environment and outside other factors). It could very well be that Riddle is just short because his ancestors had the "short" gene. Looking back at manga images of Riddle's mom from the manga, she doesn't seem that short to me. Even when Mrs. Clover is bowing her head to her, both moms appear to be about the same height (if Mrs. Clover were standing). Maybe Mrs. Clover is a little taller (it's hard to say just staring at the image), but not by a lot. If I had to guess, they seem to be about average height for women. That doesn't mean anything in terms of genetics though, you could be any height and still carry the "short" gene to pass onto your children (the shortness trait just isn't always expressed outwardly.)
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If I had to guess, I’d say Riddle is just “naturally” short or drew a bad lot in terms of genetics (since his height seems to be a sore spot for him). He’s about that age where most men will stop growing too (although some do grow well into their late teens and even early twenties).
Regarding Mr. Rosehearts, we haven't seen him yet but he's definitely mentioned a few times! He is said to be a medical mage like his wife and is implied to not have a happy marriage with her (according to Riddle). That's about all we know of him now. Some parental figures just get less focus than the other, and that’s the case for Mr. Rosehearts as well as many others (Mrs. Trappola, Mr. Spade, Mrs. Asim, etc.).
It’s possible that the short gene came from Mr. Rosehearts, but we don’t know for sure since we’ve never gotten so much as a silhouette for him. Again though, he could be tall or average but have an unexpressed short gene. I believe many fans headcanon him as short though, as the King of Hearts in the source material is smaller and meeker than his wifez
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kaeyachi · 8 months
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NEW CANON KAEYA TIDBITS FROM THE KAEYA HANGOUT PT. 1
The heavy lore post will be posted later! These ones are just more on his personality, likes and dislikes, and brief history hehehe
SPOILERS BELOW!!
I'm doing things in bullet point form coz wow there's a lot
Was the gentle and polite child! Also frequently got sick. Addie frequently took care of him in those times hehe. Is it possible that this is because of his experiences prior to getting to Mond? Travelling as a child would have made him vulnerable to tougher weather and rapidly at that. I doubt that food comes easy too. Additionally, HE WAS LEFT IN A STORM. I still think Kaeya is gentle and polite, though he definitely gives the face of charming and sly (if it benefits him and it works then might as well keep it going!)
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Kindness is so inherent in him that he automatically does kind acts. He only acts like he has an ulterior motive, and tbh? I bet that act is only to keep people away. I think I made a oneshot about this saying his biological father may be worried about this tendency? Or something similar. Worryingly enough, Kaeya clearly has a hard time accepting words of affirmation from literally everyone. Heartbreaking to see in action.
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Diluc is a menace, asking Kaeya to help him in his mischief, tsk. Kaeya apparently also helps Diluc in the punishments he receives. Kaeya ended up doing the most of it :( (what are the odds of Kaeya also doing Diluc's paperwork while said redhead was out on the field? What if the reason Kaeya wasn't with Diluc and Crepus during that one fateful 18th birthday because he was covering for Diluc's shift...). Tbh? Kaeya never stopped covering for Diluc. Even now, he is still covering for Diluc (DKH).
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This one set off alarms in my mind. Kaeya was apparently not a very good liar when he was younger. I now definitely think that Crepus knew Kaeya lied about his origins. The question is, did Diluc know Kaeya was not a strong liar before their fight? Or did he remember afterwards and was immediately faced with even more guilt?
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He might actually have a sweet tooth! Dear god look at the number of desserts he ordered. Do note that Death Afternoon is a mixture that lessens the bitterness of Dandelion Wine. Additionally, Kaeya wasn't interested in wine when he was younger, he only grew into it because it reminds him of home after he left :( The Cider Lake drink is also sweet! And I'm guessing plain chicken mushroom skewers weren't sweet enough, so he decided to add fruits to it. I THINK CREPUS ACCIDENTALLY GOT HIM INTO LIKING ALCOHOL AFTER CREATING THE CIDER LAKE DRINK LMAO. Crepus suceeding in preventing alcohol intake from one child and ended up giving it to the other
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Fairly sure he was being flirted on here by an entire group of mercenaries and just didn't realize which would make things extremely funny. They saw him and immediately went "we need to see that body in the dance floor ASAP". What if he doesn't realize he is being flirted on until he is slapped in the face with a confession? It's also funny if he flirts up a storm and not realize people are flirting back lmao
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So I was right... he was not kicked out. He moved out on his own. Diluc is fine with him frequenting Dawn Winery, expects it even (lol my short 1 shot makes sense now). The staff keep asking him to come back and visit more frequently. Adelinde says that Kaeya is always part of the family. They become so happy when Kaeya comes back, it's like a weight is lifted off of everyone's chests. IT'S KAEYA WHO KEEPS SAYING HE'S A GUEST AND SEPARATING HIMSELF OUGH. He's the one trying to stay away after all :((( Let's summarize this: Kaeya was the sickly, quick to bruise, kind, gentle, and polite child who everyone in the staff (and Diluc) adores and still treats like he is their baby, but said baby of the family KEEPS LEAVING. Go home Kaeya!
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Klee keeps looking for Kaeya! And Kaeya reads her bedtime stories!!! Hearing her voice ask where Kaeya was broke my heart, I think I'd like that used for angst purposes. Kaeya is once again letting a mischievous pyro user get away with causing mischief. Kaeya you enabler lmaaaoooo. Kaeya frequently rescues Klee from solitary confinement, done so enough times that Klee now does the same for him (I bet she thinks Kaeya is in solitary confinement whenever he's busy doing paperwork). Not to Kaebedo/Albekae you guys (I am Kaebedo/Albekae-ing you guys), but I'm fairly sure Kaeya and Albedo spend so much time together with Klee. Again, frequent enough that Albedo has tons of drawings of Kaeya (the 3 brushstrokes is a popular meme, but it actually is just a way to say that he has drawn Kaeya a lot. Bet he could draw Kaeya with his eyes closed haha). HE GOT THEM MATCHING GIFTS THATS ADORABLE
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Speaking of gifts, he's a great gift giver! He really listens to people's needs and wants. What a thoughtful man (Diluc was right in his letters in hidden strife though. TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF KAEYA). Speaking of, I'm guessing Kaeya is rich? Because I'm fairly sure the gifts were bought with his own pocket money and thus the huge amount of travel funds remaining (the gifts are expensive, surely it should have put a dent to the said funds had he used them)
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THAT IS ALL FOR NOW, I MIGHT MAKE A PART 2 BECAUSE I WANT TO TACKLE MORE STUFF BUT THE PHOTO LIMIT GOT TO ME
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purgemarchlockdown · 3 months
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Autism and Amane
(CWs: Ableism, Child Abuse, Cults)
(Note: This is mostly based on personal experience and stories I’ve heard from other autistic people.)
It’s a bit of an understatement to say that I love Amane Momose. She’s my favorite character in the series, and I think about her constantly. It’s why I have this blog, I thought about her too much that I needed to write it out somehow.
A personal favorite headcanon of mine is the idea that Amane is Autistic. Mostly cause I’m autistic and I like head-canoning characters who I like with it. So now I'm just explaining why I find this reading of her character compelling.
Right and Wrong
There's no doubt about it that Amane is someone who is heavily constrained by rules and standards, and she expresses frustration towards certain rules in subtle or obvious ways throughout Milgram.
For example, the flag for vulgarity is the only one that is laying down on the ground in Purge March, something that is usually a sign for disrespect.
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Implying that this is the rule that Amane breaks the most, something that is consistent with a lot of the other information we know about Amane. Since it seems like a lot of the things she finds enjoyable (cute outfits, amusement parks, performance art) are either neutered to the point of being boring or outright banned.
Outside of that, Amane doesn't operate on the rules of "normal" society. She operates on her own rules. Rules that are molded by the cult but still Her Rules. She does not care much for acting in ways that would be considered normal to people, and has stated that she is alright with that.
(T2 Amane VD)
Amane: Aren’t we the same? Me and Warden-san. You know, I’m aware that I’m out of the ordinary. That my environment was peculiar, and that everyone [else] is normal. Es: Amane… Amane: In fact, there have been people who said that to me. I’ve been told things like, “You’re being deceived.” “You can still make it right now.” “You’re crazy.” Es: … A: You are treating me as a child after all. Because I’m a child, you believe that I must have been brainwashed. It’s not like that. I, too— children, too, understand everything! Please don’t just decide that people must be unhappy.
While this is influenced by her abuse and her justification of it, even before this Amane has been very consistent on repeating this idea that she does not mind not being considered normal and is not going to change how she acts just because other people said she should, for better or for worse.
22/04/19 (Futa’s Birthday)
Amane: ……I’m fine. I don’t know what you’ve done or what it is you’re worried about, but I think if there’s something you believe in, you should stay true to it. It’s not something that should waver just because other people said something. I personally don’t plan on changing my own beliefs even if I’m told I’m wrong either……
That isn't to say Amane Doesn't operate by rules, she does, to an extreme extent even. Something that is even shown above.
But she operates on rules she personally believes makes Sense. If she does not agree with a rule she believes to be nonsensical she will express that. If she does she'll follow it to the letter, even if it harms her or someone else.
21/06/27 (Amane’s Birthday)
Shidou: Amane, I heard it was your birthday today. I asked Es-kun if we could get this cake to give to you…… Amane: I don’t need it. I’ll gratefully accept your well-wishes, but I don’t eat things like that. Also…… Shidou-san, I can’t say I’m especially fond of the way you assume that all children will love frivolous things like this. Shidou: ………… Is that so… I apologise. I’m sure everyone else will be happy to eat it, so don’t worry about it. Sorry for intruding. Amane: ………… ……cake……
She's very inflexible and dogmatic in that sense. But not just because of her cult. As stated she seems to disagree with her cult's view on vulgar things, and seems to have broken that rule multiple times before in the past and has gotten punished for it.
Not only that but she is insistent on certain ideas of "rightness" that are Outside of her cults worldview. For example, she consistently reiterates that children also have feelings and agency, to the point that's her Major focus in her T1 VD. Not her religion, not her crime, but her feelings about agency. The idea was just too important to her to simply let go.
Insistence on sameness, inflexible adherence to routines, or ritualized patterns of verbal or nonverbal behavior (e.g., extreme distress at small changes, difficulties with transitions, rigid thinking patterns, greeting rituals, need to take same route or eat same food every day).
What is a promise, if not a rule you swear to follow?
Good Interests
Now I would personally love to argue she has a special interest in religion as someone who was a kid with a Catholicism special interest (trauma is weird) but I don't think I have enough ground to argue that interpretation.
What I can argue, is a performance art special interest.
Amane seems to be deeply invested in performing arts. While it is a metaphor for how she's performing for her family and cult, outside of that she seems to actually show a genuine interest in it.
Amane is a bit of a critic. She seems to be a choirgirl that hates the songs she's singing.
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T1Q14: Do you listen to music? A: Not really to songs that are highly entertaining.
Which implies that she knows what songs she Does find entertaining, and also that as established before Amane likes looking cute and pretty. She keeps on dressing herself in her MVs in cute outfits, and there is even a minigram about her being self-concussion about her hair and then getting it styled.
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There's a Sincerity in these aesthetics, it really seems like Amane Enjoys Performing as an art form. The way she portrays her revenge is not her Stopping the performance, but for the marching band to break from the routine and to go full force into the "real world."
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Not only that, but when Mikoto mentions he's an art student. Amane immdieatly asks him if he's good at drawing. The entire conversation shifting from their discussion about studies but about art.
20/07/15
Amane: It’s fine. If there are any words I don’t understand I can look them up later. An arts university, though…… Does that mean you’re good at drawing, then? It may be a bit rude to say, but that’s rather unexpected.
Her critic side even pops up here. Being surprised someone so "normal" seeming would be an art student.
It also seems like TV was a way for her to cope with her situation, judging by the final shot of Magic.
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This stuff is so Important to her that it bleeds in Everywhere. Even when she tries to hide it to seem more like a "good girl." The visual ideas of performing arts and music come through.
As mentioned above, it seems like these interests were considered "vulgar" by her cult. It's not something a "good girl" like her should like.
It's something...abnormal.
Highly restricted, fixated interests that are abnormal in intensity or focus (e.g., strong attachment to or preoccupation with unusual objects, excessively circumscribed or perseverative interests).
Normalcy
Amane is not as good of a girl as she wants us to believe or wants herself to believe. She knows it. She knows it too well.
Dear wise one, Am I worthy? Is it ok to spoil myself? I promise! A pinky promise is a pinky promise!
She's promising that she'll follow the rules this time. Promising that she'll be a "good girl." A status that gets her a modicum amount of respect and safety.
If you become a bad girl, monsters will come out This is the magic that stops that from happening
However, there's a sense of impossibility to become one, as if she was made Unable to fulfill the arbitrary conditions that were set by the people around her. Amane can only pretend to be a good girl, to...mask as one per-say. But she cannot Be One.
Only if, only if, only if I could be a good girl
Amane has been masking for basically her entire life, to various levels of success. To blend into the cult, and to seem "normal" in their eyes.
Except, she's inherently Unable to be one. It's not something about herself that she can change. To turn Amane into a good girl is to make Amane into something that isn't herself.
Amane isn't Human in the eyes of her cult, she isn't good enough to be one, she wasn't born in a way that allows for her to be Respected as one.
She's even Represented by The Cat in Magic.
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Her feelings of pain and anger and isolation by being different are given to something inhuman. And since this is Amane's MV, this is partially an acknowledgement that she is not good enough to be a human
Not only that, but even in the prison she's isolated. The way she speaks is surprising for a child so the people around her aren't sure how to interact with her, and her unwillingness to act in a "proper" way gets certain people (Shidou) upset.
However, she doesn't seem to even view her seeming inhumanity as a bad thing.
Amane is consistently more frustrated at people not understanding her than her not understanding them. She cares about her feelings because no one cared to adjust to Hers. She cares about asserting her agency because if she does she'll be infantalized.
Because, In spite of everything, Amane deeply loves herself.
T2Q20: How do you feel about you not being like everyone else? Nevertheless I was born as myself, so I'm happy.
Conclusion
I wrote this post partially cause I was inspired by this really good Dunmeshi analysis of Laios' autistic frustration. Which made me go "Wow I should do that but with Amane." So I did.
There's so much I can talk about really, but to me. Amane is a character who is in a world Hostile to who she is. Stuck between having to pretend to be "normal" for her own safety and hating having to do it because it's sickening and confining. Where her interests are controlled or considered "abnormal" meaning she is unable to indulge in them. Where the people around her can either demonize her or infantalize her for not fitting the standards they hold her to.
And, maybe it's just me. But I personally relate a lot to that, and I think there's something really amazing about how she's still able to love herself in spite of it all.
(And, I also think she's trans but that's a whole other discussion.)
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gulmoregirls · 3 months
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Motivated by my own 21st birthday yesteday, I decided to (re)watch the famous episode in S6 in which Rory turns 21.
Looking at it now, I can't help but feel like she was, indeed, so young. I get the entire "rory gilmore downfall" thing and agree that that version of the character was just... off. However, I really feel like they could've made an entire arc about rory losing herself and then finding herself. After all, is what she deserves as one the leads of the show.
Now being her age, I understand better how weird it is to be in your early twenties. Expectations, endless possibilites, the burden of having to actually make the choices for yourself. Rory's in a different environment, questioning the lables that were very prematurely put on her. She's not living the life she had envisioned for herself, turns out she's not good at the one thing she thought she had, all of her friends are doing stuff for themselves - while she, who was always on a pedestal, feels lost.
In a sense, taking Rory from that pedestal was key to her character and to the show. Making her have a identity crisis while entering adulthood and the real world makes absolute sense. It doesn't make her spoiled, or terrible, or mean. It makes her a confused 20yo girl, and speaking as another teenager in my twenties, it does get weird!! I just hate the way everything happened, and how she had little to no insight on it, no meaningful conversations with peers, how under developed it was - to the point that it felt like an individual flaw of rory's character, when it could've been so powerful to a young women audience to have someone relatable get lost but find herself again.
Again, I'm not the show writer, and, as much as I wish Rory had been done better, I can only stick to what is canon while annalizing the episode. So here are my biggest thoughts (as if this text is not long enough)
I feel like there's a reason why they wrote Logan as unaware of Rory's birthday, specially because it plays no role in a fight, or has to do with a lack in their relationship. It's not that Logan forgot, or that he should've known. It's purely that Rory didn't tell him.
In my opinion, it symbolizes what becomes a theme during this part of the show, which is "past rory" vs "current rory" and which one is the "real" one, if it's one of them. Logan not knowing about her birthday equals Emily throwing her a big birthday party with a drink Rory doesn't like but that has her name, or inviting random people she doesn't care about. Equals Logan getting her a Birkin bag, a symbol of power, when she didn't even know the brand existed. The parallel between the dream she used to have with her mother (the trip to vegas, playing 21, buying 21 things) and the reality of their fallout and rory surrounded by exactly what lorelai ran from. Money not being able to buy traditions.
Adding to that, the next episode is the famous one, in which Jess shows up and does more than delivering a passionate speech that, almost twenty years later, would become a tiktok trend. He actually wishes her a late happy birthday. He remembers it. Either intentionally or not, it adds another layer to the amount of parallels rory is facing.
Obviously, Jess knowing something Logan didn't doesn't make him better, nor it changes anything. But in a way, it shows a gap between past and present in a different way (one maybe even more intersting than just comparing "study freak" to "yale dropout", because people change over time), once we're talking about the relationships she's building, and how she wants them to be.
On a side note, I theorize that an explanation could be that Rory and Logan's relationship is very present/future-oriented. "Future" not in the sense of building a future together, a far away future. But "Future" as "the next adventure", "the next challenge", "the next trend". The way his character was introduced already shows that, and it was very important for Rory to let go a little, but I feel like it became easy for her, amidst her twenties-crisis, to live too much like logan, trusting that things would fall into place, relying on priviledges she had never had before, forgetting herself in the process, because actually thinking about the situation would make her spiral.
I guess my point is that talking about Rory's past was not a priority - symbolized about how he doesn't even know her birthday. It worked well for them, as Rory was unconsciously doing it herself, hiding it because remembering meant actually getting in touch with who she used to be, and how things were changing, and questioning everything. Once she was able to taste how living was like for Logan - both because of him and because of her grandparents, that shared similar values and priviledges - it was easy ignoring the past, exactly because it was a big contrast that, maybe, meant that she needed to take a step back and to really think about what version she wanted to be.
(not that it matters, but it almost feels like their talks, ideas and challenges were very logan-coded, once rory was eager to ignore aspects of her life and he was eager to show her the perks and fun of his. on the other hand, her relationship with jess was very rory-coded, because everything in stars hollow brought her memories and stories she wanted to share, whereas jess was the one who wanted to escape himself, always failing to communicate, guard always up, even for small things)
In her party episode, Richard, Emily and Lorelai discuss about Rory, and have different views.
To Emily, they haven't failed her - not until she repeats Lorelai's story, showing up pregnant. Until that, there's still time and efforts. She doesn't care Rory is unhappy, or lost, or confused. She just cares about keeping her under her watch, thinking that, by doing so, she won't become like Lorelai.
To Richard, they have failed her by giving her everything she needed to run away from her responsabilities and her old self. He says something similar to what Jess later tells Rory, about how it isn't her to drop out of Yale and be in the DAR. However, he feels like that can be mended with the right incentive - a new car, a new house, in exchange for the old Rory back.
Lorelai, very wisely, knows that if the "old Rory" is bought, it is actually not her daughter. She knows the problem is not Rory not being in school, but Rory not even *wanting* to go back.
Still, none of them actually say any of that to her face. Having Jess be the one doing it is one of the few nice parts of that season, because it makes sense. He knows her, not an idealized version, but the flawed, real one she showed him. He returns exactly to show her he made something for himself exactly like she believed he could, reminding rory of how she can trust her own judgment, and how she can make something for herself as well. He doesn't hesitate in comparing how different the two versions of her are, even if he might be wrong or sound jealous. Mostly, he points out that it is not normal for rory gilmore to ignore her mom. Everyone from her past could see it, and someone needed to say it. For some reason, Lorelai, Lane and even Paris couldn't, and Jess checked all the boxes.
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notbeyondbirthday · 2 months
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1, 2, and 21 for Beyond!
Hiii Isa!!! Thank you for the ask! 🥰
1. Why do you like or dislike this character?
He has everything. Obsession. Vengeance. Trauma. He's doomed by the narrative. He's a freak. He's a fake. He's a funhouse mirror for the most beloved blorbo in this fandom. His very existence raises so many questions about L, the successors, Watari and Wammy's House and I'd go as far as to say his existence gives them all dimension. The destructive nature of Mello's rivalry with Near is the first implication we get that the existence of Wammy's House as an institution and by extension, Watari and L, may not be an unequivocally good thing after all. There are risks and consequences. Beyond Birthday takes that implication and makes it an observable fact and from there the possibilities are endless.
Death Note does not address Watari's motivations or ethics nor the ethics or efficacy of someone like L having the incredible unilateral power and influence that he does, which is a shame because it's such an interesting angle to approach the story from.
I have seen people say they don't like the addition of Wammy's House or dislike what the LABB adds to the story if you don't just handwave it as a spinoff. I get that. Wammy's House is about as unrealistic a concept as the existence of L himself so it can feel superfluous. For me, the LABB makes the mythos surrounding L more believable. Are we meant to believe all was well in the creation of this superhero figure? I can't, so the LABB makes sense in that regard...it represents the collateral damage of such an unrealistic endeavor. It's too much power and too large of a burden to rest on any single person. However, if you're invested in a particular characterization of L, Watari, the successors and their relationships or upbringing before reading the LABB (especially if those characterizations are on the wholesome side), the LABB might fly in the face of all that. (Though, if they went through with making Mello and Near L's KIDS instead I would've fucking hated that. He would NOT DO THAT.) Anyway, it is ultimately a spinoff so people are welcome to dismiss it on those grounds. If I'm being completely honest though, the LABB is what gives the successor side of the story the depth and stakes that make it truly compelling for me. I LOVE the successors in the main material but we just don't get enough of them! The LABB gives them more context even if I refuse to accept Mello's goofy ass narrative voice in the novel (I just don't think he talks like that, but. Hey. Maybe he does. Mello understanders weigh in!) Anyway sorry this got so long and off topic, my point is that I love everything about him but what I love most of all is that he's an entire story in and of himself. If he exists every character he's even tangentially related to gets another dimension, a fucked up dimension and I'm into that shit.
2. Favorite canon thing about this character?
Beyond Birthday represents extremes to me. Obsession, imitation, competition - he takes everything farther than anyone else, too far, in pursuit of his goals. He wipes down his crime scenes to the lightbulb sockets. When he decides to challenge L, he's not even interested in living to see the fruits of his labor. His selfhood, his body, his life are reduced to tools he uses to undermine L, and he views Naomi Misora the same way. You can see this in how he speaks about her as Beyond Birthday, rather than Rue Ryuzaki:
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I don't think this is just him underestimating Naomi, I think this is him being so obsessed with L and their 'game' that he reduces everyone and everything to their role in that construct. His victims and himself included. Besides that, we see an incredible amount of self-awareness here. He understands the impression he makes as Rue (a freak), he actively curates his mannerisms (down to his laugh) and flat out tells us how detached he is from his own ego when he says: "There are things I must do before B can surpass L." With this context it's not hard to understand how he successfully convinced the families of his victims to hire him to solve their murders. Rue Ryuzaki is just another piece in this game and arguably, so is B...and they can and will be changed and discarded as the game requires. We see the man rifle through an underwear drawer, crawl around the floor, and listen in on someone in the bathroom...there is no shame, no limit, nothing that deters him from his goal, even his own self-destruction. B truly is an extreme freak, even pretending to be an extreme freak to that extent makes him an extreme freak in and of itself, and that's my favorite canon thing about him.
21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?
Oh man, I LOVE writing dialogue for B...my characterization of him is dramatic and provocative and often verbose. He is here to get a reaction out of you, full stop. I think that's why I enjoy roleplaying with him, there is so much joy in forcing other writers to put up with him always trying to fuck with everyone. I love coming up with elaborate schemes for him to try and pull off for the same reason - the feeling of coming up with something so harebrained that even I wish Beyond would use his cleverness for something productive is so satisfying. Additionally, getting into his head and trying to untangle and express his...fucked up, often self-contradictory reasoning, thoughts and feelings without him ever willingly opening up about any of that is a fun challenge. As far as what I don't like...well, it's mostly self-inflicted but as fun as writing B is, I also feel a lot of pressure to get it right. B will want to take charge of any given situation or dynamic; he is fearless, capricious and extreme. There is not much if anything I would past him... so I often wonder if I'm going far enough. I never want my own limitations to get in his way and I think so much and so deeply about this fucker it sometimes feels like I'll never actually be able to properly express those ideas. For example, despite all of my ranting and pondering about B's inner world, in my one published fic, On Killing, Curiosity & Cats, it's mostly L's feelings and internal monologue I am explicit about (even though I am not at all an L expert). It felt easier, or perhaps safer, to show and imply things about B rather than state them outright. Writing him feels like a delicate balancing act, especially if I'm going to publish it! Sometimes Beyond Bitchboy just feels bigger than me.
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sirensorisons · 4 months
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i can't believe it's finally happening.
in early 2012, i picked the hunger games up off the shelf at my school library on a whim. my eldest sister hates reading, but i remembered that this was one of the few books she'd actually enjoyed, so i figured it couldn't be bad. not long after i finished reading, i learned that it would be adapted for the big screen.
on a school trip in april, me and so many of my classmates were caught up in hunger games mania. we tried our hand at being katniss with archery and pretended to be tributes in the woods. i wrote a couple chapters of some horrible self-insert fanfiction that's been lost to time, where my oc was bffs with some of my favorite characters: annie cresta and finnick odair.
throughout middle and high school, i made note of the release dates for every hunger games film, and i went to see catching fire and mockingjay part 1 in theaters. i revisited the series with a keener eye when i was a little older, and i began to understand the true literary genius of it.
for my last high school english assignment in 2018, we were allowed to do anything we wanted. earlier that year, our teacher had said something disparaging about the literary merit of the trilogy, so i decided made a short video about the series, fan films, and 1984.
on june 17, 2019, i learned for the first time that suzanne collins was working on a prequel, set to release on may 19, 2020. i learned at the same time that a movie adaptation was already in the works. i was skeptical when i heard it would be about president snow, but this series had captured my heart seven years prior, so there was no way i was passing this up. i preordered the book as soon as i could.
when it came in the mail on my twentieth birthday, i read the ballad of songbirds and snakes in that single day, for twelve hours straight. when i finally put it down, i'd managed to give myself a nasty eyestrain headache, but i was so, so happy.
i followed the production of the film with interest, as closely as i could with information made publicly available by actors, producers, and fans. i was always excited to share what i'd learned with my parents, and eventually, we were calling it my movie.
last year, in the last few days of august, i embarked on a mission to write a canon-compliant fanfiction about another one of my favorite characters, johanna mason. i posted the first chapter of "as long as i'm burning" in september, and i would write nearly 150k words between then and this past march.
although the fic has been on hiatus since then due to my copious mental issues, alaib and the canon series have been at the forefront of my mind all year. i started to regularly edit the hunger games wiki in may, and i've made over 2000 edits since then. last month, i even made my own private wiki for alaib on miraheze.
i cannot express how much this series means to me. the book release for tbosas genuinely kept me alive in some of my darkest days, and the movie is keeping me going every day even now. i love the world, its characters, and its commentary on our world. i love its message of hope and recovery in such cruel, dire circumstances. i love its love for kindness, freedom, and justice.
and i love that i get to share it with all of you. because even though i had nothing to do with its creation, tbosas feels so deeply personal to me. in my heart it's my movie, and i can't wait for everyone to be able to see it.
i've queued this over a week in advance because i don't expect to be nearly so coherent the day of. at time of posting, i should be heading into the theater, and the hunger games: the ballad of songbirds and snakes will be beginning any minute now.
this has been such an incredible journey. i'll see you in a few hours.
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can i ask what is kinyarn 😭
I think it's about time I explained Kin-Yarn to the new generation instead of jokingly brushing it off and making people do their own research.
Please note I will be spelling Kin-Yarn with the hyphen, as god (me) intended. Kinyarn is still hella valid and the more commonly used name. I also wont be going into my interpretations too much since it's complicated and long i do not actually ship it i promise.
Kin-Yarn is the greatest Kirby ship of all time. It's the ship between Yin-Yarn from Kirby's Epic Yarn, and Kine the fish from hell. There isn't anything canon for it, these characters have never and will never interact in HAL's eyes. However we, the fans, know better.
After reading my thesis I'd strongly recommend checking out all of the content the long dead kin-yarn fandom has to offer. Most of it is like, really old, since those around for Kin-Yarn's inception have either left tumblr, moved onto new and cooler fandoms, or don't think it's that funny anymore. (It isn't because it's a fandom in-joke from two years ago.) Thankfully there are many great relics of the past, of the days when new Kin-Yarn content showed up every like five posts on your dash. AO3 has most of the Kin-Yarn fanfiction that's been written, but some of it is hidden away within blog archives and dusty links to google docs. Kin-Yarn videos also exist, including some (two) AMVs and the classic Kin-Yarn ASMR made by yours truly. The Kin-yarn/Kinyarn tag on tumblr.com also has a lot of posts so just go through that.
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I. HUMBLE BEGINNINGS
Kin-Yarn was made at some point in October 2020. Out there on the internet there is a site called FanficMaker. It's a pretty basic website. I don't know exactly how the creators found the material to make this, but there is a okay-ish sized pool of sets.
These sets are fairly generic stories, with the program plugging in the names of characters you input into specific slots. There's a surprising amount of variation between these sets, but after you play with the site too long you start seeing the same ones over and over.
So Voiddemon a few years ago found this website, and decided to make some fanfiction and upload it to tumblr.com. On one occasion, the website generated the sentence "It was Yin-Yarns gay wedding party..." It didn't say who he was marrying, but I found it funny and uploaded it to tumblr.com. On a separate day, in a separate prompt, I put Kine in and it gave me a similar result. "Meanwhile, Susies mind was wondered back to the past. It was Kines gay wedding party..." I also found this funny because. Kine. And uploaded it to tumblr.com.
Here are the two screenshots together <3
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I will now introduce Ninikins (Who has since changed their username and moved on from the Kirby fandom), who suggested that the two of them were getting married to each other. Everyone in my circle online at the time found the idea hilarious because.
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From here everyone went crazy and just started. Kin-yarning all over the place.
II. Fan Interpretations
Memetaknight, creator of the greatest Kin-yarn fanfiction of all time Yiracle (It's my favorite :shrug:) created a Kin-Yarn Essay. Today it is a great time capsule that brings us into the culture around Kin-yarn in the past. It's just over two years old now so happy birthday Kin-Yarn essay. It delves into the two primary interpretations around the ship. I'll just quote the most important bits of it since I'm lazy you can go check my sources ok.
"A common Kin-Yarn characterization is to ship either both brothers with Kine (as a V shape relationship), or just one of the brothers with Kine... This interpretation has many specific tropes... but it has one extremely interesting idea that is unique to it. In the spirit of Kirby’s Epic Yarn’s final battle... it has been theorized that something similar could apply to Kin-Yarn, in which the brothers would catfish Kine .. Kine, either on purpose or on accident."
"The other interpretation sees the yarn body previously mentioned as a third entity... which is referred as Yin-Yarn separate from the needle brothers. This characterization idea arises from the fact Yin-Yarn is referred as a singular character"
There is a third interpretation that stems from the two of these, which is that both the Yarn Body or puppet is in love with Kine and so is at least one of the knitting needles.
Often in Kin-Yarn works, it is unclear which one of these the creator interprets the ship as, since artwork and fics include all three characters (The puppet and the two needles) with no clear distinction between them. A distinction being drawn is more commonly in artwork, due to the nature of the medium.
III. Love and Marriage
For the most part, Kin-Yarn is portrayed as a perfect relationship. With Kine and Yin-Yarn being madly in love. The nature of one being a hero and another being a villain is not often explored, but when it is explored the most common interpretation is Kine accepts Yin-Yarn despite his past wrongdoings. Oftentimes Yin-Yarn will reform and become good for Kine.
they also have sex
III A. Who are Prince Fluff's Parents?
Prince Fluff (Also from Kirby's Epic Yarn) has no stated or seen parents within the series. Originally KEY was called "Keito no Fluff", and featured Prince Fluff himself as the protagonist. He was supposed to be searching for his mother, but this was removed from KEY so he has. No parents.
A semi-common headcanon within the Kirby fandom is that Prince Fluff was created by Yin-Yarn, which is what originally spawned this interpretation. A few perceptive Kin-Yarnians noticed that Kine and Prince Fluff have the same exact color scheme. Like it's kind of uncanny actually Kine is just a little desaturated.
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This caused the creation of the Yamily Tree, an. absurdly large family tree but it's kinda bloated and not that funny anymore. Here's the condensed version
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Usually Prince Fluff is not actually biologically related to Kine. Since that has horrifying implications. Instead it implies that after Kine and Yin-Yarn are married, they adopt Prince Fluff (Which he usually isn't happy with).
III B. KINE'S DIVORCES
Ok so Kine Kirby is married to Mine canonically. However we haven't seen her in a very long time, and in Kirby Clash Kine is sleeping on a bench. Leading to the idea that he and Mine got a divorce. This is accepted by everyone who ships Kin-Yarn because Kine cheating on his wife isn't a laughing matter, but Kine leaving his wife for Yin-Yarn is. (Usually the interpretation is Mine leaving Kine)
Even though Kin-Yarn is interpreted as perfect most times, other interpretations are that after they get married the relationship becomes volatile. At the core the two still love each other, but due to one reason or another they've grown apart. This is best shown in the Kin-Yarn Fanfiction named after the ships national anthem, "The One That Got Away" on AO3 by HeavyLobster77.
This is very popular both for the drama and because it's very funny.
IV. Historical Kin-Yarn Events & Holidays
-The Great Kin-Yarn Porn Scare of 1969 Someone uploaded an explicit Kin-Yarn fic on AO3 tagged as explicit with very SUS tags. It wasn't real though and the fic is just among us.
-Kin-Yarn Discord There's a Kin-Yarn discord out there that's dead as hellll and I'm. Not sharing a link good luck finding it
-Kin-Yarn WORLD TOUR I blazed a Kin-Yarn post when tumblr Blaze first came out. Spending real money to force people to look upon Kin-Yarn was a powerful move.
-Feared Anon creating the best AUs of all time Kinederella (Technically theres no real au just funny images)
-Kin-Yarn Blog Wars ok i cannot find many of the blogs but for a bit everyone made blogs dedicated to loving or hating kin-yarn. Also KinYarn-Archives was created at some point around this time I think.
-Kin-Yarn BANNED from the Shipping Wiki Tumblr user Kaissauce tried to create a page on the shipping Wikipedia, but it was deleted by the mods lmao. Here's what the page originally looked like.
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-Urban Dictionary somehow it got on fucking urban dictionary. this was my doing but it should never have been allowed to happen.
-Kin-Yarn: The Movie Released on July 29th 2021
no comment needed we've all seen it
-Kin-Yarn Day Kin-Yarn day is a national holiday beloved and celebrated by all, on February 14th. No other holiday is celebrated that day <3
V. Conclusion
idk how to end this thing. love wins and it shouldn't. do your own research
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ciaraswritings · 11 months
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Anxiety
Disclaimer: I do not own DC or their characters, or their settings. This is certainly not canon.
Warnings & Topics: Social anxiety disorder. 18+, if you please.
Word Count: 1.7K words
Summary: fem!Reader is struggling with social anxiety while attending Bruce Wayne's birthday party, but then she meets a woman named Barbara who helps her escape. Very happy ending. Just fluff & stuff.
Author's note: Thank you all so much for reading. I hope you enjoy.
How the hell did I end up here, I asked myself. 
I pressed my back to the mahogany wall as colors and watched the pastel colors swirl past me. I should have never come to this event, this celebration. I'm not even sure how I got invited to this. I had barely ever crossed paths with Bruce Wayne. Sure, I'd edited news stories covering his spotlight before sending them off to be published on the internet, but I could never bring myself to meet with him face to face. I'd talked with him over the phone, fact checking a wild take that a journalist had submitted, but in the two minutes and five seconds that we had chatted, he had obviously decided I was suitable to be invited to his birthday reception. 
That's what I absolutely love about my job. I can sit in a dark office all day, I don't have to see anyone face to face, all submissions and communications are sent via email. I'm trying to make arrangements to work from home, so the stress of being so close to the other offices won't be on my mind. My job only requires a computer and phone, after all. 
My boss was overjoyed when he heard I had been invited to the big event. Any more excitement, and he would have started a fire with how fast words were spilling out of his mouth. His thrill, however, did not match my own by a long shot. I thought back to when I was sitting in my comfy, swiveling office chair, staring up at the balding, sprightly man who was positively demanding I accept the invitation and attend the event. I don't think I even verbally responded to him at the time. My plagued mind overtook my body, and still had ahold of it even then as I tried to blend into Bruce Wayne's wall.
Social anxiety disorder, my constant companion. My nemesis, my excuse, my greatest hurdle. The only reason I stood there in my old prom dress is because my boss has been on such edge lately, and like my coworkers, I wasn't ready to risk the consequences of saying no to him right then. My anxiety was to blame for that too, coincidentally enough. 
As the sea of long dresses and black suits moved past, I tried my hardest to remember my therapist's favorite phrases. Be aware of your body. Be aware of your surroundings. How is your body reacting to this situation? I could answer the last question easily enough. My heart was beating out of my chest, my stomach was churning, sweat was appearing on my trembling hands. Fear was wrapped around my throat, my breathing labored. An older gentleman in a very nice suit gave me a concerned look before his glamorous college-student wife pulled him towards the dance floor. Yes, please go, stop looking at me. I wonder how many people are looking at me right now. 
Be aware of your surroundings. I tried, I really tried. I tried to take in the luxury of the room. The velvet curtains, the gold trim, the expensive art, the... was that a tapestry? Be aware of your body. I attempted to become aware of my physical senses. Deep breaths, eyes closed, trying to relax my tense muscles. 
"Ma'am, are you alright?" 
My eyes flew open. A young waiter with a tray was quizzically observing me from a couple feet away.
I can't do this anymore. "Yes! Yes, yes, I'm alright." Fight or flight mode had been activated. Not bothering to thank him, I slipped past the waiter and made a not-so-graceful getaway to the hall. Lush ivy and large chairs decorated the long room, along with a huge mirror that I planted myself in front of, my entire brain trying to retake control. But no, the sickening, uninvited fear had ahold of my entire body.
Looking up into the mirror, I was not exactly pleased by what I saw. My eyes were full of adrenaline and my mascara was running slightly. My dress was wrinkled by where I clutched it at the hip. My hair was the only thing that didn't look frazzled (thanks to an hour of straightening before I had left for the party). Using the tip of my finger, I tried to clean up the mascara around my eyes.
"Did you get bored too?" 
My finger nearly went into my eye, startled by the unexpected and unwelcome voice. I wanted to run like a deer being threatened by a panther. I turned nervously to the owner of the voice, and my fear alleviated if only for a moment by the spectacularism of the person I saw. A red haired young woman in a black velvet dress had approached me, a single party-goer from the roar of festivities behind her. I could see the door swinging closed from when she had entered. My anxiety lurched and I could feel liquid coming up in my throat. A hard swallow later, and I assumed my most casual pose. "You could say that."
The redhaired woman turned, pulled her lipstick from her clutch, and repainted her red lips in the mirror. "I'm not even sure why I'm here, my father is the one who actually knows Mr. Wayne."
"I don't know him at all. Bruce, I mean. Not your father." Oh, that sounded so rude. "Sorry... about that." 
She turned back around and gave me a shiny smile. "Are you okay?" 
Hell no, I'm not okay. "Yes, of course." My hands were still trembling and my cheeks were flushed. Breathing hurt. The radiant woman in front of me could obviously see through the lie. Her head cocked, her beautiful, wavy red hair swayed. 
"You don't seem okay," her concern was evident, but I wasn't in the mood for people being concerned and trying to make me talk about it.
"I'm okay, I just haven't eaten today. So... I should probably go do that," that wasn't even a lie. I had only had coffee today so I wouldn't throw up from nervousness tonight. 
"What's your name?" asked the woman who was freshening her eyeliner in the mirror. 
"(Y/N) (L/N)."
"I'm Barbara Gordon. It's good to meet you. And funny enough, I'm hungry too," the stranger straightened and shook my still shaking hand. "Want to go get something? I can't fill up on shrimp and caviar." 
"Neither can I, seafood isn't my favorite." I was shocked at my own boldness. My fear had released its painful grip slightly, but it was far from gone.
"Me neither. I could go for Chinese," Barbara smiled at me. "Want to join? My treat." 
Now this was an unexpected decision. She seems nice enough... I want to so badly. It'd definitely be a way out of here, and with a nice person. But what if she's not nice? What if she's not who she seems? What if I mess up in front of her? What if she invites more people? "I'm not sure..."
"Hey, it's okay. I'm chill, I need a way out of this place too. I mostly came for my dad, he loves Bruce. I'm just... not in the right place to party like this." 
How about this, my brain bargained with itself. If it turns out bad, we never have to see her again. If it goes good, then we... still never have to see her again. "What the heck. Got a place in mind?"
"Of course, come on! I can't think of a better time than two well dressed girls getting the best Chinese in town. We can take my dad's car." 
My hands had slowly stopped trembling. I think it's going to be okay.
...
My escape with Barbara was a needed lifesaver. She made the car ride pleasant, complimenting my dress, asking me about my job, commenting on my hair. I think she sensed that I wasn't as comfortable talking about myself, so she told me about her own life. She was a college student, she was multilingual, she lived with her dad at the moment, but was looking into getting her own place. Listening to her talk was relaxing, knowing I didn't have to talk about myself, no risks of stumbling over my words like I did earlier. 
We arrived at what looked to be a family-owned place, it wasn't a chain restaurant, which I sort of admired Barbara for. The best Chinese food came from small restaurants, and she seemed to acknowledge that. The woman assured me she knew exactly what I would like, telling me she'd order then come join me. 
I slid into one of the empty booths. Actually, all of them were empty. Too late at night for most people to get takeout, but Barbara and I were evidently not the same as those people. She joined me at the table with trays that smelled much tastier than the takeout Chinese that my boss had delivered at the office every day for lunch. "This looks amazing, thank you so much."
"No, thank you for coming with. It's nice that I found a friend to do this with." Barbara smiled before picking up one of the cartons.
Friend. The word felt so new. "It's been a really long time since I've had a friend." Anxiety brewed and steamed in my throat, but I forgot all about it when she slid her phone across the table to me, a new contact form ready to fill out on the screen.
"Well, now you have one," the redhaired woman said with a smile, before taking another bite of the food. 
...
That was four years ago to this day. It's Bruce Wayne's birthday again, but neither of us are on the guest list. That's perfectly okay, we have our own party going on for us. Empty Chinese takeout cartons lay on the coffee table, an actress on the television screen dramatically screams in fear, and I am laying on Barbara's chest, my finger becoming accustomed to the new diamond ring.
I look up at her, admiring how her fiery hair glows in the pale light of the television screen. Anxiety? Hah, not around Barbara, not anymore. Finally finding a person I can experience only joy around... that feels good. Her hand rests on my head, holding me close. Her eyes are focused on the television, but by her smile, I know her mind is somewhere else. She notices I'm no longer interested in the film, turns off the TV, and smiles down at me. Butterflies, not anxiety, fill my stomach. 
"Did you get bored too?"
"You could say that."
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weird-writes · 1 year
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Five Runs: Run 5 - Home (The Mandalorian, E)
Title: Five Runs: Run 5 - Home
Series: Part three of Creed, a non-linear series about Din Djarin and his favorite... distraction. 
Description: A series of drabbles all sharing one theme: you've decided to run away from your Mandalorian. On purpose. For his birthday. Listen, everyone's got their kinks, and his is bounty hunting (sort of. Mostly, it's you.)
Pairing: Din Djarin x Female Reader
The fifth time, it's a hot whisper against your ear in the dark: “When I said run, I didn’t mean stay in my bed.”
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, canon-typical violence, object insertion but probably not in the way you think, oral sex, manual sex, implied penetrative sex, brief mention of somnophilia, canon what canon, no betas we die like men [warnings are for all drabbles.]
Tropes: established relationship, the helmet comes off, hurt/comfort, fluff, adventure
Author's note: This one is for @mandoloriancookie, who was one of the first people to encourage me to keep going when I posted my first fanfic in 20+ years. Hope you like Din with his helmet off.
RUN 5: HOME
The fifth time, it's a hot whisper against your ear in the dark: “When I said run, I didn’t mean stay in my bed.”
"Oh come on, it’s not like you had any reason to come back and look. And I had a hell of week, what with all the weird rituals and your Mandalorians staring at me. I didn't feel much like exercise.”
"They're not my Mandalorians. And not that I mind, but circling back to the ship is cheating," Din says, but you can tell his heart's not in it. You'd had the good sense to be naked when he found you and it's already paying off, because his irritation is muted by the way he's kissing down your collarbone toward the swell of your breast. Then he pauses, hovering over your nipple. "Wait. How the hell did you get back in here without tripping the alarm?"
That had occurred to you too. You had your own ground protocol disarmament button on your comm link, but if you’d used it, or opened the gangway hatch to get back inside, the ship would have notified Din and he would have known exactly where you were. So you pursued... other means.
"Promise you won't be mad if I tell you," you say, only half-joking.
You can't see Din's reaction in the dim space of his rack but you can feel him bury his head between your tits, press his nose to your sternum, and groan. “No, I don't promise, and I know you're dying to tell me anyway."
You absolutely are. "You know that job you took three weeks ago, when you were planetside without me? I rewired the security system to ignore the maintenance cubby below the hyperdrive. The one right against the bulkhead."
"That wouldn't have gotten you in." He sounds dubious but you're not done.
"And then I spent the next few jobs figuring out how to make a really, really tiny grav bomb," you continue, and Din lets out another noise like a dying bantha. "And then after that, when we took that job on Ferrix, I salvaged an emergency airlock seal and cut it down to size. Obviously we're still space-worthy, I'm not totally insane. I'll do the real repair in Corellia, they have amazing parts markets."
"You maniac," Din says. "You are insane. You spent three weeks and a pile of credits just to win a contest that doesn't mean anything and you're going to have to spend another week and another pile of credits to fix it, and you lost anyway."
You bridle at that. "Okay, first of all, it was a very impressive test of my skills so respect where it's due, tinhead. Secondly, I would have won if you hadn't decided to bring the ship with you to Central, which, by the way, is also cheating. And third -- technically, you haven't found the new countdown timer yet," you finish, a little breathlessly. Din's resumed his warm attentions to your breasts while you talk. He makes a skeptical sound as he trails back up your chest and bites down on one earlobe, playing the flesh gently between teeth and tongue and making you shudder. You wonder if you'll ever be less sensitive to the feeling of his mouth on you. You doubt it.
"How much time is left?" Din asks, when he finally releases you. You've dissolved into his touch as you usually do, pliant and willing underneath him, and it takes you a second to recall yourself enough to answer.
"Well, I'm not exactly wearing a chrono, but probably.... about five minutes?"
"Plenty of time for me to still win." You scoff at his confidence, but Din's response is to pin your hip down with one big hand while he slides down your body and nudges your legs apart with the other. He pushes a callused finger into your wet heat and you ache at the intrusion, canting your hips up to ask for more. He obligingly hooks another finger into you, earning a moan, and then you hear a muffled, triumphant noise as Din finds what he's looking for and tugs. The sensation of the biocoat prophylactic sliding out of you, its blinking electronic burden still safe inside, is extremely odd, even more so than inserting it was. You can feel yourself flushing with belated embarrassment, heat rising up your neck to color your cheeks. You still can't make out his expression but Din lifts his head from between your thighs and you just know his eyebrows are incredulous.
"You maniac," he says again, simultaneously laughing and appalled. "Maker, I remember when you were shy. Did you really think that wouldn't be the first place I'd look? I know you, mesh'la, and that includes your sense of humor. And even if I didn't, you know I can't keep my hands off you."
"Your fingers out of me, more like," you say, but you hope he can hear your grin even if you are blushing. "Maybe I wanted to lose. Maybe I thought you needed a win after I beat you so bad last time."
"Yeah, by getting arrested," he grumbles, but he sets the tiny round button aside, still wrapped, and dips his head to lick a long hot stripe up you instead. Then he does it again, and again, and you arch into the pleasure, countdown forgotten, begging for more of the touch that is finally permitted between you. For more of what he always awakens in you.
"Din-- fuck, Din -- right there, yes, please..."
He gives you a few more firm strokes, then trades tongue for fingers, lightly circling your clit, and presses a kiss to your inner thigh. "As the winner, shouldn't I be deciding the terms? We're supposed to be in the air and on the way to Corellia in…” He checks the timer. “Now.”
You whine. He's well within the rights of your game to pull away and make you wait as long as it pleases him, but the bed is so comfortable and he feels so good against you. You weren’t kidding about your week; all you want is your own Mando to yourself for a while. "Another five minutes-- it’s your birthday,” you plead.
He laughs into the soft flesh of your belly, his fingers never stopping their teasing. "I told you years ago. I don't know my birthday."
"Ugh, you're no fun. What kind of birthday is 'sometime during the rainy cycle on Aq Vetina' anyway?" Your complaint is familiar by now. "You let me pick a date on the standard calendar, and I picked today. So it's your birthday."
"If it's my birthday and I won the hunt, why does it feel like you're bossing me around?" You can feel Din's smile as he drags his mouth to the juncture of your thighs and spreads you open. You moan as his tongue dips just inside you, but he's continuing the conversation like nothing happened, speaking directly to your core. "Besides, who cares about birthdays when now I can do this anytime I want." His voice has taken on that rich, dark tone you've only ever heard him use with you. "I'm going to taste my riduur while she sleeps, eat her while she works, bend you over the console and fuck you with my--"
Din's list is cut short as you grab his shoulders, hauling him up your body to tangle your mouths together, the kiss as new and ecstatic as you feel. By the time you stop to breathe again, you're both panting, and you can feel the hard length of him pressing against your hip. You want him more than you ever imagined possible.
"Another five minutes," you say again, and bury your fingers in his hair to pull him closer.
FIN
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what's up tumblr (yet another blog intro)
i've decided to redo this post itself every time i want to make a new intro instead of making a new post :)
hi everyone, i'm tas, and i post a lot of hp stuff
note: everything in bold is either a favorite of mine or something important
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hey everyone :) you can call me tloui or tas. my pronouns are he/it. i'm aroace. idk if there's much else to say there lol
i don't post about much other than harry potter on here, but i do have other interests (of course). my favorite musical artists are ajr, troye sivan, and tate mcrae. my favorite movies are vengeance (2022) and moneyball. my favorite books are red, white & royal blue, the catcher in the rye, project nought, and this was our pact. i also really like all the riordianverse books (and i do actually reblog things about pjo on a regular basis). lastly, my favorite colors are blue, green, yellow, pink, and red, which you can probably tell from the banner image and dividers i made for this post.
as for what i post myself, it's harry potter. just harry potter. (yk... minus that one tbosas post). i despise both jkr and pretty much all canon events (it was a canon event) so if you ship almost any canon ship, you're probably out of luck here. (i do ship some canon ships [cough cough drastoria and jily cough cough] but i almost never post about them anyway lol)
my favorite character is percy weasley and i post about him a lot. i'm a slytherin percy weasley truther all the way and love perciver (it's one of my otps) so if you ever wanna chat about percy (or penelope, oliver, and marcus) i'm here :)
even though my favorite character is percy, most of my fics & fic ideas are set in the marauders era. i'll also write some next gen stuff occasionally, and while i have a ton of ocs for next gen, the ones i reference most are lucy, skye, and katie (perciver oc kids) and henry and luella (deamus oc kids).
out of all ships, i write jegulus the most. even if it isn't the main ship, it's featured in a lot of my fics & wips
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⋆ first and foremost, you can find my ao3 here! ⋆ note: fics with a ★ next to them are part of my series as it should be, which is a group of unrelated oneshots in muggle and/or no voldemort aus.
i slam the door and i'm on my way - jegulus, wip, teen and up. currently 3 chapters and 6.8k. ↳ regulus joins sirius at james's house during his sixth year. together, james, regulus, sirius, and the rest of their friends (both the gryffindor crew and the slytherin skittles) work together to bring voldemort down.
if you stayed - jegulus, complete, general. oneshot, 5k. ★ ↳ regulus leaves his family for good and stays with james and harry while he gets back on his feet in exchange for him looking after harry while james works. regulus is sure james is going to make him leave when the summer ends and harry goes back to school, but this might not be the case after all.
one big family - multi, complete, general. oneshot, 1.3k. ★ ↳ harry celebrates his eleventh birthday with his parents, his sister luna, and their friend neville. a no voldemort au with background jegulus, pandalily, and more :)
not quite bright - penelope clearwater & percy weasley, complete, teen and up. oneshot, 1.8k. ↳ a oneshot with penelope & percy where they're pushed to the sidelines, nobody quite understands them, and the world kinda sucks, but maybe that's ok. basically just queerplatonic (& very neurodivergent coded) penelope/percy.
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as a last note, while i do post almost exclusively harry potter stuff on here, i do make my own stories, and a lot of them. i've only made one post about my original work on here, but i might make more if i feel like it, so i thought i'd add a small section talking about basic bits of my original wips
tsbom - tsbom is the world where i put any character that exists in our world, aka a world without magic or fantasy elements. the characters live across the us, but they're all connected somehow. (this is the universe that my one oc post has come from).
tlotlk + the realms - the realms is the wip as a whole, and tlotlk is the first book, which i'm currently in the process of writing. this series follows a boy as he becomes a knight & falls in love with the prince of the kingdom he's protecting :)
twoa, tcon, ion, & bote - these wips all take place in the same universe, which is also collectively called twoa. this is a universe where gods exist and different human/humanoid people are spread throughout the universe. earth shows up a few times, but isn't the main focus of the series. almost all characters are gods, demigods, or mages, but there are also a few other magical beings & mortals mixed in.
tcor - a story about a girl falling into a world she doesn't belong in with few memories and the knowledge that something is after her. (no it's not horror lol). with the help of a few friends, she's determined to get to the bottom of the mystery and fend off whatever's hunting her down.
beachside - ten kids end up in a replica of their hometown, except they're alone and this version of it is considerably more hostile. just a lot of found family honestly.
these aren't all my wips, but they're the majority of them, as well as the ones i work on the most. while it may not be mentioned in the summaries i gave here, all of them are queer & include romance, usually multiple romances. (i may be aroace, but i write a lot of romance.)
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thanks to everyone who read through this whole post :) hope yall enjoyed it.
if anyone ever wants to talk about hp/the marauders, my dms are always open! i'm a multishipper to the core so i promise you we will find some common ground
see yall around :)
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mister-eames · 9 months
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1/? ok so the idea of arthur singing in the canon inception universe has been rotating in my mind like a rotisserie chicken. what if one time their mark is this big head mafioso guy & the only time he isn't surrounded by security is when he visits a swanky club known for its music. so finally the night arrives when they can make their move, the guy is finally visiting the club but things quickly go to shit when they learn the singer has cancelled their appearance for the night. the team knows
2/3 they only have this tiny window of opportunity to get near the guy, if the guy finds out there's no singer he won't visit tonight & they might have to wait weeks before the mark decides to visit again. cue arthur straightening his bowtie and jumping on stage to confer with the band. as the don enters the club arthur is singing the opening notes of frank sinatra's my way of life (please check out this song), the team breathes a sigh of relief when they see the don give a nod of approval and
3/3 sit down. Eames, however, is stuck staring at arthur dumbfounded because!!!!!!1 sorry for the big build up for me just wanting to say i want to see arthur singing those jazzy easy listening classics. him also singing the world we knew by frank sinatra. my brain would melt. and so would eames'.
NONNIE. NONNIE. Okay. *deep breath* So. When I first heard the first few seconds of My Way of Life I felt like putting on a fancy frock and strutting around, looking around my apartment mysteriously like I'm in a Bond movie 😂 - this song is a whole vibe - thank you for asking me to listen to it.
I love this. The lyrics? Gotta have you near all the time, with your dreams wrapped up in mine? *chefs kiss*. Everyone thinks Arthur can't carry a tune. He's the guy who mumbles awkwardly while everyone else is belting out Happy Birthday to someone, or flat out doesn't even pretend to sing. He's awkward. The most 'musically inclined' he's ever demonstrated to be is finger-clicking and toe-tapping to whatever tune is playing at a bar for after-job-drinks, and only when he's had several shots. Arthur isn't classically trained. Maybe all his notes aren't perfect. But he's got a natural talent, and Eames eyes haven't left his all performance. He's us about Ewan McGregor in Moulin Rouge -- who knew he could do that???
Now I want Arthur and Eames, be it their own kitchen, or the motel room they're sharing, swaying to those classics, one of those I can't believe what we went through to get here moments.
Thank you for sharing this with me nonnie, I really enjoyed diving into this!
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When you’ve got time PLEASEE tell me anything and everything you wanna share abt the spice rack babies I love them dearly..
okay i'm finally home n can answer this!!!!!
so i have my own timeline / self-indulgent fix-it canon that i'm still in the process of developing, n it's in that world that these 3 came to be!! their birthday is march 23rd (b/c that's the day i created them lol) n i'd say they were born about 2, maybe 3 years after fundy adopts yogurt? that feels about right. nutmeg's the oldest, then anise, then cinnamon.
nutmeg's the resident explorer of the bunch- if there's a way to get into something, She Will Find It. she's pretty much the living embodiment of "curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back." she's very easily distracted n completely fascinated by Everything n spends most of her time staring at whatever's caught her attention. like a tbh creature!!! appearance-wise she leans more cat than fox n has tabby / striped fur.
now anise, anise is the absolute sleepiest little creature you're ever gonna meet. eepy 24/7. she is just constantly napping on every conceivable surface, n then some more surfaces that you would not define as comfortable. n i think any time she is awake is painful for everyone involved as she gets Cranky. how does so much anger fit into such a tiny body?? nobody knows. of the 3 of them, she's sorta in-between a cat n a fox, n has calico patterned fur.
n last but not least, cinnamon!! he's quite the energetic n loud little guy. he's very excitable n seems to have inherited fundy's inability to sleep. the good thing is once he Does manage to fall asleep, he's out like a light. just, completely dead to the world. also idk if you've ever seen that video of someone drawing a bug on a piece of paper n the cat swatting it as soon as the bug has all its legs but that is essentially him. he's also the most likely to eat a bug / generally put something in his mouth that he Really Shouldn't. his fur is all one color (brown i think?) n he leans more fox than cat.
now that that's all been established, let's get into the weird magic shit:
idk exactly What fundy is in my hc, b/c for me wilbur is this mimic-adjacent entity that hatched out of the ender dragon egg in phil's hardcore world n i haven't decided if sally is a salmon hybrid, a kitsune, or something else entirely. (it's worth noting that for the Longest time fundy thought he was just a fox hybrid b/c he just. wasn't told otherwise. wilbur talks w/ him about it sometime after he gets revived n when they're on speaking terms again n suddenly things start making a Lot More Sense to fundy.) either way, whatever his heritage ends up being, fundy's got some weird magic shit goin on, n his kids follow suit. b/c of wilbur, each of them has the ability to mimic certain things- nutmeg can mimic plants, anise can mimic animals, n cinnamon can mimic sounds. it took a while for these abilities to make themselves known, but once they did, raising these 3 got a Whole Lot More Difficult. (moreso than it already was, anyway.) i think cinnamon would've discovered his magic first, then nutmeg, then anise. n depending on what i decide sally is, at least one of them might have some more potential magic shenanigans.
okay i think that's about it
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elfwreck · 1 year
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Any advice on starting to write? I just want to do some hobby writing mostly fanfic. I have ideas pouring out of my head and I’m constantly thinking up of whole ass scenes in my head with dialogue and everything. But when I go to write I can only do it for what feels like 10 minutes and i crap out and I find it hard to get back into the story I was thinking up and not doing a different one
There are a million "How To Write" books and websites and YouTube tutorials and every author and wannabe author has their own set of suggestions.
The key part (here I am, another aspiring writer full of advice) is:
Figure out what your stall points are, and work on them.
Find out what circumstances work for you, and re-create those. Expand where possible.
Can you write dialogue for hours but as soon as you have to write a scene change, you get stuck and give up? Fine. Just write banter. Throw in notes like "SCENE CHANGE HERE - LATER, IN THE KITCHEN..."
Or can you write internal character-focus thoughts but not dialogue? Again... write what works. Add the other parts later.
Can you get stuff written if you have three tabs open with different stories and you switch between working on them? Fine; do that.
Do you write better with a playlist in the background - or do you keep stopping it to switch songs or add new ones? Does the Pomodoro method (just google it) work for you, or do you need long uninterrupted time blocks? Do you get more writing done on a paper notebook (which you'll then have to scan or type), in a Google Doc, in a program like Word, in a raw text editor, with something like Written?Kitten!, or a story-organizer like Scrivener?
Do you work better with a deadline? (I work much better with a deadline. I get a lot of stories done by deciding long in advance what I'm going to write, doing a mad rush of research and note-writing, and then... ignoring the whole thing until the deadline's getting close, and then slamming out the story in a couple of days, because apparently it had formed the rest of itself in the back of my mind.)
Try a few different methods, including a couple that seem counter-intuitive. Note which one lets you get more writing done. Start with that.
Not because "you should start with what's easy," but you should start with whatever makes you able to write, and work on expanding that to other areas.
This year's NaNoWriMo is going well for me, because I grabbed one of those fanfics that have been noodling around in my head for years - heavy on dialogue and epic emotional impact scenes - and realized "oh hey I have a LOT of scenes planned for this, in something like an order... I will try writing them up and calling that a novel."
(9 scenes done, 21 to go, with 10-ish more that have to happen but don't have to be onscreen" - 42k words. No way I'm getting done with this story by the end of NaNo.)
What works for me: Detailed plotlines in an outline. I have to know where the story is going or I stall out quickly. I sometimes wind up throwing away or changing those details, but I need a direction to get started.
I also need all the worldbuilding details in advance or while I'm writing. I write with the fandom wiki open in a dozen tabs so I can check character birthdays, heights, who showed up in what canon episode, and so on. If I can't look them up, I get stalled out trying to decide how to phrase things in case the details have to change later.
For some writers, that'd be a horrible distraction - if they stop to look up a detail, they won't get back to the writing. For them, it's better if they just highlight or otherwise mark the details they're not sure of, and fix them later in editing.
Recently, I've gotten a lot of value out of this:
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Turns out, I'm a "methodological plotter." I need as much structure as possible figured out in advance so I can fill in the scenes.
The descriptions of the types were a little hard for me to follow. The advice of "you may find yourself with this problem... so try doing this..." is what clinched it for me. Methodological Plotter is the one where all the advice made sense, the one where I said "oh, THAT's how you fix that thing? Oh good. I'll try that."
Try anything that sounds like it might work for you. The initial goal is GET WORDS ON PAGE. Not write an excellent story. Not write a complete beginning-middle-end story. Not convey the emotions that are running through your head. Words on page. That's where you start.
Some people manage this by titling the top of the page "Crappy First Draft." Give yourself permission to write badly. To break the rules of language, to write boring dry descriptions, to write repetitive dialogue that goes "he said, she said" after every phrase, to use clichés, to bring modern idioms into a historical setting, to change verb tenses and POVs every few paragraphs, to include stupid author's notes...
Whatever it takes to get words on the page.
Later, once you've found what works for you, what makes it possible for you to finish a story - you can work on whatever bad habits you think you have.
Give yourself permission to fail to do justice to the amazing story in your head. Because that's the only way it's going to get on the page so that you can polish it into the gem it's supposed to be.
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personally i’ve been thinking about ✨🥖sunny baudelaire and bread 🍞✨ (a thought that is downright delightful btw) and how subsequently that’d affect the baudelaire household and would like to know your thoughts — does she take up baking? is she any good? we all know sunny is an excellent cook, but cooking is less exact, and to a certain extent, easier to troubleshoot. how determined is she to get the perfect crumb? does she ever move onto bagels, and english muffins and sourdough? does she move from savory to sweet? or do you think she’s already started with sweet and has segwayed her way into the savory with caution? is she cautious at all in the kitchen?
!!!!!!! I think mostly I tend to forget that sunny does predominately COOK in canon and there isn't all that much discussion of BAKING and desserts and bread, and this is mostly bc desserts and bread what I myself do a lot of. (I've got a great breadstick recipe, btw.) BUT the first time sunny uses her teeth in canon IS in fact to open a can of condensed milk for the frosting for beatrice's birthday cake, so!!
i think post-canon it's something she EVENTUALLY gravitates towards as much as just regular cooking. there is a freedom and a forgiveness in cooking, because it doesnt have to be so precise, and i think she's very, comfortable there, post-canon, like there's a safety in that for her bc she knows how cooking operates and it's a comfortable place to work in and explore, compared to growing up and trying to figure out how she and her family and her memories operate. so she would prefer to do something she for sure knows. but I think sunny takes the precision required in baking as a DARE. a CHALLENGE. I think it might be frustrating for her at first bc I think she's a perfectionist like her mother but I think it's something she decides to work really hard on. She wants to be able to Do It. She wants to make good desserts. And bread. Especially bread. Bread is. Home and hearth and family and care and providing and safety and survival and surviving and. Tasty. AND they all tend to have a good chew, in some way. The chew is very important to sunny.
I also think it's funny if she gets like. Subpar bread or dessert somewhere, like at school, and immediately decides she can and should and needs to do better. I also have a headcanon that she makes her own hard candy!!!!! Clearly she would not stand for things like, taffy or mary janes or gooey caramel-y candies (i love a good three musketeer......but sunny probably would not...) but I think she loves hard candy and enjoys just flat out crunching it immediately upon eating it. She's not going to suck on candy.
anyway. oh she loves making sourdough bc of the pattern possibility, in making cut designs on the loaf before it bakes. and she definitely works really hard on perfecting the right crumb. OF COURSE she's big on texture balances and makes sure there's a crunch element in almost all things. lots of nuts, crispy pastry, the right amount of like......apples that mush and apples that don't mush as much, in a pie. she definitely likes making complicated things. oh I recently saw a video of someone SEWING sourdough before baking, like doing a criss cross on top with what I'm assuming was like, butchers twine? two notes here -- sunny does this, with great delight, and sticks herbs in the resulting spaces. she also tries to figure out how to do something gory with it for halloween. Bc my first thought was, oh that would do so well on food network's halloween baking challenge, if they, yknow, had the time to.....make sourdough.........
overall I think sunny lacks a great deal of fear or lacks the........presentation of fear. but especially in the kitchen, especially once she starts baking as well, she's not cautious at all. yeah she's gonna make the, what is it, that like 40 garlic clove soup or whatever?????? Klaus thinks it's great.
RELATED TO ALL THIS THOUGH???? she never eats mushrooms. to avoid long conversations she just lies and says she's allergic to them.
I'm still thinking about that condensed milk can, though. My whole entire heart. I think she goes out of her way to make everyone a gorgeous perfect birthday cake, no matter what. It is probably the only time she will Not put something crunchy in if someone would prefer no crunch.
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britishsass · 2 years
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Mr. Zanotto
For @perish-lolz and their Psychonauts Worldbuilding Challenge, I'd like to discuss a character who is brought up a couple times, but never actually shows up in the game in any form other than photographs: Bob Zanotto's father.
To start off, I'd like to note what we already know to be fact about him.
He was Tia's husband.
They had two kids at least, since Bob is an uncle.
He is dead.
We have very little information about him overall, but there are some things we can infer.
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Exhibit 1: Tia Plant's statement during the boss fight.
She refers to "Another dead soldier," but since she fell apart after the death of her husband, it can be assumed that Mr. Zanotto was a soldier who died-- most likely, in combat. The fact that in Tia's Greenhouse, her grave is shown to be not next to anyone else's? That implies that there was no body for them to bury.
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Exhibit 2: The moth's statement about "Sailing away forever."
Personally, putting this with the heavy references to boats, sailing as the main mode of transport, and the fact that there is no body to bury, I would assume this to mean that his father died at sea-- and, specifically, meaning he was likely in the Navy.
Even so, I will acknowledge that this could be about Lucy sailing away and how Raz has been sailing off for a while here.
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Exhibit 3: Otto's letter to Ford, and specifically the line about Gelsin Mux dying in a war in Grulovia.
It would not be unreasonable to believe that this war has been going on for quite a while since Grulovia seems to end up in a lot of wars, and it could have included the country that the Motherlobe is in, be it America, Canada, or some fantasy country.
However, I have another theory. This being a version of our world since France still exists, I decided to go on an adventure through history. Psychonauts takes place in the year 1982, meaning that the Deluge was in 1962. If we assume the Psychic 7 were about 40 at that time, that would place their birthdays around the late 1910s to early 1920s.
There have been some events in the Psychonauts timeline that still happened in our own-- For instance, Napoleon, Waterloo, etc. Therefore, if I'm pushing my luck a bit, it's extremely possible that his father died in the Psychonauts version of WWI-- and therefore, a war that involved a draft. Since Bob was known to be very young when his father died, I assume his father was drafted into the war.
I went off on a total tangent there, but anyways, my point is that it could be either a war that's taken its time to settle down in Grulovia or an entirely different war.
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Exhibit 4: The photographs.
There is a photo of a man climbing into a truck on the walls of the house as you first enter Tia's Bottle. He's assumedly Bob's dad since he appears to be older, and there's no pictures of him with Bob. However, there is another photo.
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Seeing as this picture has a black ribbon over the corner, a symbol of mourning, we assume this man is dead. However, this leads to one moment of major confusion to me.
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If that man with the beard is, in fact, Bob's father... How is there a picture of him and Bob at close enough to the same age as Bob is in the vault, while there's also a picture of him when he's older? Therefore! I do not believe the bearded man is Bob's dad, but in fact, his brother!
Would also explain why he's not at Tia's funeral, too-- He's dead by the time Bob is old enough to remember things well enough, like in Tia's Greenhouse, where he's shown washing dishes.
Seeing as Truman is seen at Bob's wedding looking just as he does in canon, it makes sense too-- He's born while Bob is in his early teenage years, and therefore would be about 30 when the Deluge happens. I could reasonably see him being about 50, especially given his line to Lili.
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"That's only going to be funny for a few more years" implies he's closer to old age than he appears.
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Continuing on to a segment without any proof: I have a personal headcanon that he was a marine biologist with a focus on plants. He wasn't psychic, and his family was anti-psychic, but he found psychic powers interesting. He had dozens of scientific journals that were kept everywhere, which is why there are all those books in Tia's bottle's shelving. He was an amiable guy, and always there to help others, which is why Tia got close to him in the first place.
I think that he was a good man, but didn't have enough time to do everything he wanted.
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So, in conclusion: My personal opinion is that his father was drafted into the Navy, and died there. He had an older son who died before Tia did, and Truman was born while Bob was pretty young.
Hope I make sense, have a nice day everybody.
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