#of course another part of this is wether or not it should even be about criminality versus just the abuse itself-

[tommyssupercoolblog]

IM SORRY THIS ISNT MEANT TO BE AGGRESSIVE i have not been on this part of the internet in a long time so things might have changed but.... last i heard the proship label encompassed things (in fiction) like inc/st, abusive relationships, p/do shit, etc... is that still correct? idk if thats what you were talking about in your tags because i do not know Anything about minecraft youtubers but usually when people put proship in their dni theyre denouncing that stuff. just wanted to clarify im understanding your complaints, no harm intended!

No problem!! it can be confusing lol, nothing wrong with being unsure. All-in-all, you're kinda close with that idea, but still not on target. explanations of proship vs anti, the d/mp fandom's take on it, and my thoughts on it all under the cut:

So proship as a philosophy is about wether or not things like that (in fiction) translate to real life, which is why it's connected to censorship like i mentioned in the post- if you believe that watching or reading something problematic will make more problematic things happen, that someone reading a book with a child/adult relationship makes them more likely to (or is on it's own already the same as) a person pursuing that in real life, that makes you an anti; and it also gives you a big reason to push for works like that being taken down or removed, and for people who make or read that stuff to be put in real prisons or face other real life consequences for fictional acts- because the idea is that, to an anti, these things bleed into each other.

being proship isn't equivalent to enjoying dark fiction like that, but it IS equivalent to believing that, similar to fictional violence, fictional crimes or acts of any kind can be created and consumed by artists and audiences without people actually condoning it IRL. a proshipper would say that if someone plays a video game where they murder someone, and then does it IRL, thats on the PERSON, not the media- and they hold the same position for fictional portrayals of incest, abusive relationships, and pedophilic relationships. the name comes from being pro- as in for- ships, and other content, as a whole; without it having to meet IRL moral criteria.

dark fiction freaks me out personally; the biggest ick (and actually a trigger for me) being incest; It bothers me and i stay away from it. but I don't think that people who read or make it are going to condone it IRL directly because of that media, and I believe that if they WERE to do something bad like abusing someone, it'd be an unrelated/seperate issue: an independent choice that only they are responsible for, not anything they made or watched or read.

That makes me fall under proship, even though I don't like any problematic (as in incest, abuse, adult/minor) ships. Personally, I literally follow people who like things that bother me in that way: i just block the tags so when they post something i really don't wanna see, tumblr tells me, hey, this post has this thing in it so we've spoilered it. If someone likes shipping their silly little blorbos and those silly little blorbos are kinda fucked up in a way that makes their brain go brrr, that's totally chill with me as long as they aren't hurting anyone- which, because i don't think fiction equates to reality, I believe they aren't when they're playing with their blorbos. (and since i'm pro-rpf, it's worth mentioning i feel the same about that. rpf is still FICTION, at the end of the day. you don't actually expect those people to do the things you write or draw. it's still removed from reality. that's personal preference though, many proshippers would disagree.)

So basically proship or Anti is a label that represents your philosophy on how human thoughts and behavior link to fiction. anti means you believe that consuming something fictional is equivalent to doing it in real life, or at least will make you do it IRL later, while proship means you believe that consuming something fictional is unrelated to doing it IRL, and you can enjoy something fictionally without actually enjoying it or condoning it when it's real people.

you will, of course, see more people who enjoy dark fiction under proship, and that's because they themselves consume it- so of course they're going to say it's not the same as doing it IRL. You will also, of course, see more people who don't like dark fiction at all under anti, because when you're disgusted by something like that then that reaction can be taken as "evidence" that it's morally bad. (personally, disgust-based morality doesn't hold up as a concept for me- it's a big reason why bigots believe the things they do, so using the same logic path makes me uncomfortable, but it is still common for people to use it as a way to measure wether something is okay or not.)

so, the part about silly block game.

there's lots of censoring in this part to avoid harassment, so bear with me.

In the early days of the d/mp, people decided that creating romantic content around the b-nchtr-o (Tmmy, tvbb0, and rnb00, who were all around 16 at the time) was inherently problematic. I'm not sure why, exactly, but the idea became that a fan crushing on one of them (at the exact same age!!!) or shipping them with each other, even as characters, was equivalent to being a real life child predator. again, even if the person doing it was ALSO a minor.

because it was seen as inherently problematic, behaviors like those were lumped in with other things problematic- shipping characters on the smp who had fought or killed each other, shipping characters who were related or were minor/adult, etc. there was no distinction; i was there!! it was all problematic, and all of it was seen as evidence that you were a real life predator of some kind regardless of age or disclaimers put under your content.

the label that developed for this group of "problematic content" enjoyers within the fandom became "poppytwt" or "ppytwt". (twt being there because it was mainly localized around twitter). as i explained above, because it could be because of dark fiction OR be//htr/o content, poppytwt content and ships doesn't even require it being dark fiction necessarily, nor does it require it being b//chtr/o; just one or the other, although usually the assumption is that it's both, since that combines the two reasons for being under that label. some people also call any proshippers in the fandom poppy even if they don't engage in anything problematic in-fandom, but that's generally the antis and not people themselves. if someone self describes as poppy, it's for the two main reasons above.

Additionally, the d/mp fandom has this concept of "maintagging". what this means is that if you make problematic content, you are NOT ALLOWED to tag it under the fandoms or characters it's about, because people don't want to see it in their results. ao3 has a tag filtering feature for this exact purpose, but people generally disregaurd that; you're still not supposed to tag it on the "main" tags, and doing so is seen almost like "asking for" harassment, like how some people talk about wearing crop tops alone at night.

Tntd/o managed to cross over, actually, from poppy to main/normalized in the fandom as the creators leaned into it with their characters. but for awhile even that was considered poppy.

different members of ppytwt have different opinions on RPF, but RPF was also considered poppy on it's own sometimes depending on who you were talking to and how militant they were on what got a pass and what didn't.

as be/chtr/o aged....it didn't stop?? all of them hit 18, but still, to this day, you can be cancelled for shipping them with each other or ANYONE else. it's why i'm so damn scared of the d/mp fandom, if i tagged a fic about my source with his character tag, with ANYTHING other than platonic relationships for him/me, I run the risk of being sent threats or doxxed- don't get me wrong, many antis keep to themselves, but there are also those who try to play vigilante- remember, if something fictional is equivalent to IRL, then attacking someone for enjoying a "bad" fictional thing becomes a charitable, heroic act; so sometimes antis might pursue proshippers with the goal of keeping people "safe". Many people in related fandoms or under the same creators also adopted the same ideals handed down from the d/mp fandom, so i'm wary of people who just watch my source too, or of people who like the q/mp.

people joke about the old fandom going crazy if they say tvbb0 and tmmy today, and that's because they would. they'd be furious at tmmy for doing this bit and putting himself in danger, they'd be cancelling anyone who ran with the bit in chat or had a photo of them hugging or kissing like in the music video as a profile picture, it'd be a whole mess. even today though it's still...scary.

((paused there to take a strawberry milk break, im back now))

the somewhat exception to this rule is Rnb00- people literally thirst for them and make nsfw comments openly, so while im not sure about the shipping aspect, i do know simping is widely okay- you couldn't even say you wanted to kiss them before, but now people are saying wayyy more than that...

inversely, i feel like my source has it the worst, because people won't even talk about him- or anything related to him- as an adult. it's always child this and child that, "who let him drink" and "get the alcohol away from the baby!", and of couse "don't ship him or his character with anyone that makes you a pedophile!!!" while the grown ass man they're talking about outright says he's alright with sfw fanfiction in a video where he reacts to someone's x-reader and then makes flirty nsfw jokes with every other adult man in the vicinity. every fanfic is platonic and almost all of them both irl and in game write him as sixteen. they take place in the past or, more commonly, they just straight up age him down. hell, sometimes they even age him down to like eight. even in fics where he IS an adult, he gets called a child or a teenager but never an adult.

poppytwt, like the stigma against writing for the creators or their characters, lives on. and even outside of benchtrio, again, ships between other characters that are problematic are poppytwt, so that also is still clinging on for dear life in some corners of the web. most poppytwt posts that are tagged as such usually include b//chtr/o, but not all of them; and it's worth noting many creators avoid tagging at all even if it's just the poppytwt tag, because they don't want to get swarmed.

because I ship myself with my husband of course, and also make fictional content with our sources as an extension of that (think dungeons and dragons but the character is just you...or, actually, SMPs are a great example of this since the appearance/name is generally the same, so think like an SMP!!!!!) I am poppytwt. I will always be poppytwt to most people who don't like poppytwt. and I have friends who are poppytwt and I like art made by people under poppytwt. I don't need to ship incest to be a part of that, i just need to not think the people who do aren't doing anything harmful when they ship that, and to write/draw....well, anything about septicinnit, which i do all the time.

if someone has poppytwt dni in their bio, i can't interact. if someone has proship dni in their bio, i can't interact. it doesn't matter if what they really mean is "people who like abusive ships because that triggers me", I still can't interact.

Because i think we SHOULD be tagging our content exactly so that we can filter it and find what we personally enjoy (and avoid what we dont), the concept of a DNI is technically something i'm kinda for- it is a way of monitoring and controlling your experience- but it also can be used as an excuse to harass people who forgot to read it, and i have no way of knowing if that's the case in advance.

ADITTIONALLY, because I know and care about people who consume dark fiction, I also don't want to be around people who think that makes them a bad person, regaurdless of wether or not they think i can stay. and "proship dni" is about proship, that fiction isn't reality philosophy- they are saying right out of the gate that they think it DOES make them a bad person. and I don't agree with that. it frustrates me and it makes me upset. those DNIs are based in a place of disgust and hatred for the people I care about, because of content that isn't real, and i'm never going to feel super okay with that...

there's people who don't understand what it means and use it anyway when it's really just about the content; but again, how am i supposed to know which is which?? ESPECIALLY on twitter, the anti philosophy is extremely popular and relevant and yes, trendy. people believe it, HARD, and so i can't assume they don't when they say they do. I've met real flesh and blood people in person who think that way, so if you are using these words, i'm assuming you know what they mean- that way I don't run the risk of making an actual anti upset and violating their boundaries.

you don't have to agree with me on this- if you're anti, then that's your worldview and i'm not going to change that. but that's what those words mean, the history of the block game side of things, and how they're correlated to censorship.

To Summarize:

Anti : Fiction Equals Reality so Fictional Crimes are Real Crimes (ergo we should censor them to stop the crimes)

Proship: Fiction does NOT Equal Reality so Fictional Crimes are Harmless (on their own)

Anti-Anti: Not sure if Fictional Crimes are Harmless, but Don't Like that Antis think Proshippers are The Exact Same Level as IRL Criminals

Poppytwt/ppytwt: Problematic silly block game stuff, OR things that have to do with these three specific block people being hot/dating someone. Sometimes both.

#i made a textpost #proship please interact #proship #explaining some stuffs about words #of course another part of this is wether or not it should even be about criminality versus just the abuse itself- #-abuse is bad because it's abusive not because it's illegal- #-but that's a discussion for another day. #i already spent an hour and a half typing and re-reading this for editing/censoring #discourse #discource #discourse tw #discource cw #discourse cw #discource tw

[scalproie]

whatever. tekken hadesgame AU

or as I like to call it: "what if Kaz raised Jin: God Edition lmao"

so. to lay the groundwork:

They're all gods/powerful immortal beings of an unspecified pantheon (but still loosely inspired by a pretty famous one I'm sure you'll recognize)

Big Bad Thundergod King Heihachi (whom I am now realizing shares quite a lot of similarities with good ol' Zeus), after getting bored and worried he's raising a weakling unfit to be his heir, still threw his little son down a cliff, except this one was from the highest heavens to the deepest hells, to make sure that if the little godling died, well, the death would actually stick. Which it did.

UNTIL another deity who's the personification of the devil gene (and who kinda look like Kazumi-but-it's-unsure-wether-or-not-it's-actually-Kazumi) took pity on him and revived him by giving him part of itself/hell aka the devil gene. So now Kazuya is "alive" and immortal again, but he's now bound to hell, aka he can't live away from it for very long. And yknow what they say, if you're stuck somewhere, might as well become it's ruler. Especially if you've gained the favors of the entity that embodies the place and that you've found a new life goal in making daddy dearest's life unbearable.

Anyway eons passed and Kaz's brothers (his adopted one Lee whom ascended to godhood on one of Heihachi's whims as a way to counter his annoying firstborn's meddling, and his heroic half-brother Lars) reached out to him one day to propose an alliance to take their tyrannical father down. Kaz only agreed on the condition that he get to expand his domain once Heihachi is out: if he cant leave hell, no worries, he'll just make hell bigger. Anyway Heihachi's children rebelled against him and with their might combined they managed to take him down, with Kaz even having the honor and pleasure to deliver the killing blow.

For the aftermath tho, when it was time for Kaz to begin his conquest, his brothers came back on their word to let him, bc Lars Actually Gives A Damn About Mortals and he knew full well that Kazuya wouldve had exactly the same rule as Heihachi if they let him, so they didnt (and Lee is more neutral on his views toward mortals but he gets along with Lars FAR better than he ever got along with Kaz so the choice on who to back up was easy). And even though Kaz 100% wouldve been as bad as Heihachi is he was allowed to rule over mortals as Lars thought he would be, and Kaz KNOWS it, that doesnt mean hes not gonna be mad that his brothers didnt keep their words to let him be evil in peace.

Well if he cant have what he wants the fair way, might as well try to take it by force. And thus Kaz resumes his battles against his brothers with his attempts at invasion of the mortal realm.

This goes on for awhile with things going great for Kaz as he is the stronger sibling out of all of them, until his aggression puts him on the path of one Jun, who counters him in a most efficient, masterful and complete manner. Basically he was doing too well at bringing evil onto the world and she had come to balance him out.

In a most unforeseen turn of events, as they get acquainted over the course of their different confrontations, they discover that they respect and admire each other's strength and actually get along pretty well, even enjoy each other's company.

Anyway being around Jun makes Kaz chill out MASSIVELY and soon enough you'll notice the amount of invasions from hell have greatly diminished.

Eventually they get in an actual relationship, with Kazuya even wanting her to become the queen of his domain. And Jun is not opposed to this proposal, quite the opposite in fact. But complications start to arise when Jun began moving in hell: she is everything it's not and vice-versa, and the environment itself even seems harmful for her the longer she stays. Even the devil-Kazumi-entity, for all that it's/she's fond of Jun as a person, cannot meet her physically for she would eradicate it/her should they come into contact.

Jun bears it as long as she can bc Kazuya Literally Cannot Leave Hell and she wants to be with him as much as he wants to be with her, and Kaz promises her that he's working on finding a solution (and by "working on it" I mean Kaz is threatening the dead soul of a demi-god known as Gepetto Bosconovitch, reknown for giving life to things that didnt have any, into fixing this).

Eventually Jun reaches her breaking point when their son dies a stillborn because he bears her blood and he is much weaker than she is, bc he's a baby. This is the last rejection of this place that Jun can take before it potentially kills her, esp since that last event took such a toll on her, and even tho she loves Kaz as much as he loves her, she has to leave and WANTS to leave. Kaz, in a rare moment of compassion, let her go and spares telling her the news that, ironically, Bosconovitch JUST finished his work and managed to make a garden, indentical to the ones she would have on the surface, grow in the deepest level of hell where she could thrive.

So Jun is gone and Kaz is miserable, so much so that he doesnt even have the mind nor heart for conquest anymore. The only thing left of her being the corpse of his child that he decides to bury in the unused garden.

But just as the tiny body touches the soil, he begin to scream as he takes his first breath and the initial shock then WAVE OF RELIEF Kazuya feels as his son is alive surprises even himself bc he didnt even want the damn baby in the first place. This is probably the most outwardly loving Kaz will be with his son as he's holding his tiny body while being hit with a fucking storm of emotions but hey we take those.

"This is great! Their son is alive and the garden works! Now Kazuya only need to reach Jun and they can-" Except Kaz Will Not bc he does NOT want to reach Jun. Not bc he doesnt love her anymore but 1) bc he now knows the pain of losing her and bringing her back into his life means getting the risk of getting hurt again and he neither wants to feel that pain ever again nor even knowing he has that "weakness" in the first place so he'd rather cut her off from his life, he'd rather deal with loneliness than heartache, and 2) even he realized that what his domain is, what he is, brought Jun pain, and some part of him does NOT like to see Jun in pain.

"Well if he doesnt want Jun back into his life, why doesnt he send her their son?" This is objectively the best course of action. But Kaz is Not A Good Person. He's selfish. And again. Their son is the last thing he has left of her, and goddammit if he doesnt have her eyes, her nose, her face.

So Kaz is now stuck with this lame baby and only partially vibe with it. Problem is, that baby cannot live in this tiny garden for the entirety of his immortal life. Thankfully the devil-Kazumi-entity offers Kaz a solution: the baby not only carries Jun's blood but also Kazuya's, and that makes him able to be a receptacle for the devil gene, binding him to hell as well, yes, but keeping him alive in there.

So now Kazuya is raising his son whom he named Jin based on one (1) short conversation he once had with Jun but didnt forget. He is also personally training him in the art of combat, bc sadly Kaz does take a bit after his father, and he would not have the prince of hell be a weakling.

OKAY BACKSTORY ESTABLISHED FINALLY now onto the main course:

So Jin grew up and similarly as in the game, he eventually learn that his family is not just him and his dad but he also have a mom somewhere, and he wants to find her. Bc one day he steps into the famous garden that Kaz had closed off after That Day and Jin figured that his asshole dad would NOT have such a pretty garden made without reasons so after a few researchs behind Kaz's back he eventually found out the truth.

Long story short, Jin wants to leave hell, Kaz doesnt want him to, and they antagonize each other constantly.

Jin eventually comes into contact with both his extanded family and multiple allies who wants to help him leave (without anyone knowing yet that just like Kaz, Jin cannot live outside of hell for long. tho Jin can survive longer than Kaz thanks for his mom's blood)

The people from outside helping him are:

Lars: his heroic half-uncle, OF COURSE Lars was going to help him.

Lee: his adopted uncle, he does like Jin but mostly he helps him out so Jin can run a few crash tests for him on Kaz's minions, AND he gets to piss off Kaz in the same move? Excellent.

Alisa: an ascended goddess who relate to Jin due to their origin, she as well was "dead at birth" until her father found a way to bring her back (in a way) tho he was cast to hell for it.

Leroy: the grandfather-figure Jin wishes he always had.

Asuka: she insists to him they're related and that once he makes it outta hell, she'll teach him about their side of the family.

there'll be more down the line but I need to workshop this...

Anyway Jin has two goal: 1) escape dad's hell, and 2) find mom. whom he will discover has straight up disappeared from everyone ever since she left hell herself.

So Jin starts from the bottom of hell and has to climb to the top where the entrance lies, in the mouth of a volcano. Wink wink fucking nudge nudge

When he falls he ends up back in his father's home where he can meet a bunch of friendly dead souls:

Lucky Chloe: usually the first person he sees after falling down, she's kind of the court jester, she was spared damnation bc Kaz thinks her annoying people is really funny as long as its not him, thats where the "Lucky" come from.

Azucena: she provides delicacies from the surface to hell (for a price), Jin can find her as he's running up to the surface and she'll happily sell him things to help.

Jane: she provides Jin with some sort of "bestiary" and she actually does not mind that he keeps beating Kaz's minions (the JACKs among others, tho they are her favorites) bc she get to improve them thanks to the data gathered afterward.

Bruce: Kaz's chief of security. When Jin didnt trained with Kaz, he often sparred with Bruce. Bruce will let Jin try his different styles against him before climbing back up hell again. He's fond of the kid :)

"Kazumi": Jin can never get quite a good read on her/it, but she's/it's always kind to him.

and others that I will also figure out...

But that's not all the people Jin meets, as he's ascending, he also encounters a bunch of people, tho not all are friendly.

Nina and Anna: contracted by Kazuya to stop Jin. Tho they spend more time fighting each other...

A reptilian monstrocity by the name of Alex.

Some strange crystals take him to a bizarre location where he can meet Azazel, who present himself as the progenitor of the devil-Kazumi-entity, making him technically Jin's great-grandpa. Via him, Jin can fight Devil Jin and gain more access to his style (more on that later)

Xiaoyu: a phoenix Jin befriended, the only reason she's in hell is only bc she can cheat death. She is not bound to hell, so she technically can come back to life if she manages to escape, until she dies again on the surface. They often run into each other and have a friendly competition to see who can defeat the most of Kaz's minions, if she loses, Xiaoyu will leave Jin with one of her feathers, that increases his health. Jin can also meet her sometimes back at the house. It's rumored that she spend more time in hell recently to hang out with the hellish prince🧡

Hwoarang: another dead soul of a great warrior contracted to stop Jin, but he couldnt care less about what Kaz wants. He wants to defeat Jin, so he will hunt him down everytime he hears that Jin is trying to escape again. Over time he and Jin have come to enjoy their rivalry. Jin can also meet him sometimes at the house🧡

And more yknow the drill...

And of course, once Jin finally manages to come to hell's entrance, who waits for him there but Kazuya. The two have a nice little father and son fight to the death between immortals where they can work out their problems in an healthy manner: with extreme violence, and the winner get to throw the other down the volcano cliff aaall the way to the bottom (bc sometimes the best way to work out trauma is thru exposure therapy. wink)

Jin starts by only knowing his father's style, but after finally finding his mother, and after the initial story-related reunion (and the tragic realization that just like his dad, Jin cannot stay out of hell for long), they bond with Jun teaching him her style. And Jin can work his way to the top again using her style to learn more about it. When dueling Kaz with it, he's preeetty conflicted like: My traitorous son is using another style than ours👿 -> omg that's Jun's moves... 🥺 -> HE'S NOT EVEN USING THEM RIGHT👿👿👿

And basically, Jin has multiple styles: his dad's, his own, eventually his mom's, and devil style. He gets to pick the one he's going to stick with at the start of every ascend.

Anyway this is the story of a child of divorce trying to reunite his parents who are both extremely stubborn and extremely still in love with each other, bc if Jin has to live another day with just his father he's going to LOSE IT.

#listen Im bored at work #yeah this is a fairly indulgent amount of OOC dont even worry about it #ALSO THANKS TO MY BELOVED WADE CAUSE I BRAINSTORMED SOME OF THIS WITH THEM A WHILE AGO💖 #tagging later

[mileven11forever]

I'm not a Byler shipper, as in I don't really care wether it happens or not, I mostly lurk in the tags to get news on the show's filming progression, but I do think Byler happening is a very real possibility. Why? Mainly for the simple reason mileven fans love to ignore: Will IS in love with Mike. That is a decision the writers in the show made consciously and deliverately. Will being gay is just a part of his story, him being in love with Mike is another part of it, but a very important one. If Will's story were only about him being accepted for being gay by his family and friends, then him being in love with Mike serves no purpose, and it would also fall flat as a resolution to his story, because we already know his family and friends are going to accept him no matter what. There'd be no surprise there. But if the case is that he's supposed to experience unrequited love, then they already showed us that for two seasons (3 and 4) and the writers dragging out this storyline toward season 5 makes no sense (the lie about the painting, as well as Will's feelings for Mike are yet to be revealed). If the resolution of this story were Will just being rejected by Mike, then again it falls flat, because Will already has no hope of Mike ever returning his feelings, so he doesn't need to be rejected. He already thinks his feelings aren't requited. So, if that's indeed the route the writers wanted to take, then they should've had Will confess his feelings for Mike at the end of season 3 and then have him get over Mike by having him meeting someone new in California during S4, they had the perfect oportunity to pull that off in a believable way, but they didn't use it. They literally reinforced the narrative that Will is deeply and hopelessly in love with Mike and he's not getting over him anytime soon. And also, I've seen Bylers point this out and it's the fact, FACT, that the Duffers themselves said they don't believe in the "Love at first sight" trope, and coincidentially, they chose that very same trope to describe the beginig of Mike and Eleven's love story. That alone should at least be a reason for Mileven fans to at least open up about the very real posibility that they won't stay together. And I'm not even getting into the very evident way in which the scenes show us (most times in tv shows you have to look at what the events in the scenes are showing you rather than what the characters are telling you) how Mike finds in Will someone who he has a lot in common with and who he shares many interests with, someone he can talk to about anything, someone who he can be vulnerable with and who knows him well and loves him for who he is, all things that the scenes in the show haven't really showed us Mike sharing with Eleven.

Now, could the writers just ignore all those seeds they've planted in the narrative and just stick with Mileven instead? Of course. But calling Byler fans delusional because they see one of the very possible outcomes the narrative can take is just being in denial.

Dang, alright. :/ You make some fair points.

#mileven #byler #mike wheeler #eleven #jane hopper #eleven hopper #will byers #stranger things

[skzimagines]

Part 5

Previous: Part 4

Character: Hyunjin x female reader, all of Skz. And y/n’s friend.

Genre: fluff | smut | obsessive relationship | angst.

Warnings: Alcohol | swearing | obsessive!hyunjin | fighting.

Summary: During a yearly camping trip, everyone decides to play drinking games. Something happens between y/n and one of the other guys, causing Hyunjin to go absolutely ballistic. Could this cause problems between y/n and hyunjin? Or even cause a split in the friend group.

Everyone was sat around the fire, once again. It just hit 11:00pm not to long ago. We have all taken multiple shots, and drank plenty of other drinks and let’s just face it, everyone’s drunk.

The drinks do not stop coming. Hyunjin’s down by the water with Ash and Han, trying to skip rocks. Even though they are failing miserably, and their drunken selves seem to think it’s the funniest thing in the world, considering their laughter, every single time they just throw a rock into the water.

“Here.” Minho says, handing me another fruity vodka drink. I say thank you and take the drink from his hand. He sits down next to me, on the blanket that I have laying in the grass next to the fire. “So, how are things with you and Hyunjin?” He asks randomly. Not taking his eyes off of the flames of the fire. “Pretty good, I think.” I smile, thinking about him asking me to be his girlfriend. “That’s good.” He says, with a slight nod. I hum in response, and take another sip of my drink.

“Do you want to help me get more firewood?” Minho asks. Setting his drink down on the blanket, standing up and holding his hand out for me to take. I grab his hand and pull myself up. Agreeing to help, seeing that the fire was slowly dying out and no one was planning on going to bed any time soon.

I follow Minho up to the tree line, where the guys had previously stacked our firewood for the week. “Here, can you hold a couple of these?” He asks, bending over, picking up a couple logs to hand to me. I hold out my arms as he drops them in them.

Minho suddenly stops and stares at me. “What?” I ask. He gives me a small smile. “Do you love him?” He asks. I give him a questioning look. “What do you mean?” I ask. “Hyunjin… do you love him?” He asks again, stepping closer to me. “Of course I love him, what are you getting at?” I ask. He chuckled and moves closer, inching closer to my face. “Are you sure?” He whispers, his face centimeters from mine. In shock by his actions, I can’t think of anything to say. Suddenly, he grabs my face and slams his lips into mine. I immediately drop the wood and push him away by his chest. “What are you doing!!!” I yell. He laughs, throwing his head back. “I’m just messing with you.” He smiles and picks up the woods that I dropped. “Don’t be such a worry wart.” He says, walking back to the fire chuckling.

My heart is racing at a speed faster than lightning. I quickly wipe his spit from my lips and speed walk to my tent, getting in and sipping the door shut. ‘What if hyunjin saw’ ‘what the fuck was he thinking’ I kept thinking to myself. I sit in bed, contemplating wether I should tell hyunjin or not.

•

“Hey… hyunjin!” Chan says, walking down to the water where hyunjin, Ash and Han are still messing around. “Yeah?” Hyunjin asks, turning around to face him with a smile. “Minho was just up there kissing your girl.”

Hyunjins smile drops. Red…. All he remembers, is seeing red. He drops the rock from his hand and makes his way back up to the fire pit. He spots Minho grabbing another drink out of one of the coolers. Speed walking to him and pushing him as hard as his body could once he gets to him. Sending Minho flying to the ground. “What the fuck man.” Minho yells, sitting up and brushing himself off. “Yeah, what the fuck is right!” Hyunjin yells back.

“I was just messing around bro, chill out.” Minho says. He stands up and grabs his beer off of the ground, he goes to take another sip, but hyunjin reaches in and slams it out of his hand before he can. “Don’t touch her again.” Hyunjin says, pointing his finger in minhos face. Trying to come off as threatening as possible. Minho chuckles. “Or what?” He whispers. Hyunjin quickly pulls his arm back and throws it forward, his fist hitting Minho right on his cheek.

All hell breaks loose, Minho quickly snaps back, landing a blow to Hyunjins lip. I hear the commotion through the tent walls. I quickly climb my way out of the door, paying no mind to shutting it.

“Minho! Get off of him!” I yell, running up to the and grabbing the back of minhos shit. Pulling him away from hyunjin.

“Your girlfriend came to save you again hyunjin.” He says, with a cocky smile written across his face. His face that has blood dripping from his nose. His face, that has the smallest bruise forming under his right eye, knowing damn well, tomorrow it will be ten times bigger.

“Get out of here Minho!” I yell, making my way towards hyunjin. Holding out my hands, wait for him to let me examine his face.

“Do you love him y/n?” He yells. I’m a bit taken aback at his sudden outburst towards me. “Do I what?” I ask. “Why were you kissing him?” “Hyunjin, I wasn’t kissing him! He kissed me! I pushed him away!” I say, tears brimming my eyes. Hyunjin chuckles and stands up. “Get the fuck away from me.” He says, walking away.

I stand there in shock, watching Hyunjin go into our tent. I look over and see Han wiping away the blood on Minhos face. I’m at a loss. Why would Minho do this? Maybe drinking this much wasn’t a good idea. I knew Minho was drinking, I knew he had a bit too much. More than likely, he wasn’t thinking when he did it. My anger towards him slowly drifts aside, considering the circumstances. But what doesn’t drift away, is Hyunjins anger towards me. I didn’t do it, I would never do anything to hurt him. I love him, more than anything. I’m not understanding how this turned on me. I pushed Minho away. Maybe leaving is the best option right now. Yeah… that would probably be for the best.

I pull out my phone and quickly dial my dad’s number. He answers after a few rings, and I try to sound as okay as possible. But by the tone of his voice after I tell him I need to come home, he knows something is wrong. He tells me he’ll be here in about an hour. We say our goodbyes and hang up the phone.

I make my way over to the tent, zipping the door behind me. Hyunjin is laying on the bed, turned toward the wall of the tent, scrolling through his phone. I sigh deeply as I turn around and grab my suitcase. I start walking around the tent, grabbing everything I see that is mine, not caring to make anything organized, I just throw it in.

“What are you doing?”

I look over and see Hyunjin watching me, with a confused look on his face. “I’m going home.” I say sternly. I finish putting the rest of my things in my suitcase and zip it up. I walk over to the bed and grab my blanket and pillow. “Going home?” He says in shock. “Yes, I’m going home. I’m not dealing with this.” I say. The tears start to come back. I quickly wipe it away with the back of my hand. “Dealing with what? The fact that you told me you loved me and then turned around and kissed one of my best friends?” He says, with pure venom in his voice. Finally the tears set in full stream. I absolutely lose it. “I didn’t kiss him Hyunjin.” I whisper, completely defeated.

He looks at me with a hint of regret, but I don’t notice. I grab the rest of my things and my bag and make my way out of the tent. “Wait.. y/n.” Hyunjin says, trying to catch my attention before I close the door. But it was too late. I did hear him, but I didn’t want to stick around and listen to his hurtful words.

I say goodbye to everyone when my dad pulls up to the campsite. They all beg me not to go, trying to come up with ideas to change the situation. Everyone’s offering their beds, saying we can switch so I don’t have to be by hyunjin. But that’s not what I want. I came here to relax, I came to have fun with my best friends. Maybe actually confessing to Hyunjin was a mistake. Maybe I should have just stayed crushing on him. Things were easier that way. I deny all of their ideas, telling them I just want to go home. They agree, unwillingly. I look over their shoulders to see if maybe, just maybe… he’d come out and say goodbye to me, but he doesn’t. I sigh and follow my dad to the car and we head back home.

To be continued…

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[anawrites3]

Hi, Ana! I hope you have a good day! I remember you've said Slade's people love Dick but I wonder wether were there any who wished ill for him? Or saw him purely as King's glorified fucktoy and made a mistake of suggesting something like that around the King himself?

Hi, anon! Thank you, I hope you're having a great day as well ☺️💕 And I absolutely love your ask, thank you for the opportunity to talk about this!!

The short answer is yes, of course some of Slade's people wish ill for Dick. A bunch of them want to get rid of him too, but let's not focus on that now. Actually, there are Defiance's common people that wish ill for Dick! Just a few weeks ago Defiance and Gotham were at war so obviously there are people who still perceive Dick as an enemy.

I could try to draw this out but I'm shit at drawing 🤣 so let me do it this way: I'd divide Slade's people in three groups - ones that love Dick right away, ones that are uncertain and wary of him, and the ones that straight out hate him. That last one can be split up into another groups - into those who literally just wish Dick ill and nothing more; those who are spitting hateful words at him whenever they can; and those who'd try to make his life harder and attempt to physically hurt Dick to show him how below them he really is.

I won't divide them even more cuz that would get messy but I'll just add that yes, some of them see Dick just as Slade's little slut, others see him as a pawn in Slade's plan for more power and even Gotham itself; some even think of Dick as war trophy. You get the drill.

About those that spit out hateful words at him - Dick just allows them to swear at him and call him bad names. They're not stupid and they don't touch him so it's not like they're doing anything. Besides, he's already used to mean words, being called a bastard child and bastard prince in Gotham, so ignoring them is easy. He's not going to lower himself to their level and try to make them stop doing it - it didn't work when he was a kid and it won't work now.

Slade, on the other hand. Slade has ways of making them shut up.

Hope that answered your question alright! And now (who would have guessed it?) a little story :3

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Dick liked Slade's men, those closest to his husband. All of them were very polite, treating him with respect and they always made sure he was comfortable with what they were doing. Sir Wintergreen reminded him of Alfred, with being in charge of most things and the way he was fussing over almost everything. He also wasn't afraid to tell Slade off if the man did something wrong, which was a trait very rare even in Defiance.

"You can come to me with any problem you have." He assured Dick quietly one day when Slade wasn't there. "We both know that His Majesty is the one you should report all issues to first but if you ever feel uncomfortable with telling him anything, I'm right here at your service."

Dick really appreciated it. Slade had a lot more important matters to take care of than what little problems Dick could have. Sir Wintergreen, while still being Slade's right-hand man, assured him that he'll always find time for him and if not take care of the problem himself, then he'll know who to talk to.

But there was something Dick didn't dare to tell even him.

"Look where the hell you're going." One of the men sneered at Dick. His hands twitched, as if he wanted to shove Dick at the wall for standing in his way. "You shouldn't even be in this part of the castle."

Dick straightened immediately, raising his chin. He was just walking around the castle, admiring portraits that adorned its stone walls, when they walked from around the corner and almost bumped into Dick, too busy talking to notice him. But it was all Dick's fault, of course.

From what he knew, those men still worked strictly for his husband but not as directly. Slade still saw them frequently, at meetings and what not, but they mostly took orders from other knights, such as sir Wintergreen or sir Isherwood.

Dick absolutely despised them.

"I'm allowed to be here." He said, because despite whatever they were thinking, Slade never forbade him going into certain parts of the castle or exploring it on his own.

"You're allowed to stay on your knees by our King's bed." another one of them snarled. "And that should be enough for you, Gotham whore."

"Watch your tone-"

"Or what?" The first one stepped forward, towering over Dick with a nasty grin. "You're not even married to our King yet. What can you do?"

"Nothing." The third one offered lazily with a smirk of his own. "Even after you marry him, there still will be nothing you can do. Wanna know why?"

"Get out of my way." Dick hissed out through clenched teeth.

They stepped away and let him through, cackling loudly behind him even as he forced himself to walk down the hall in calm steps. Arguing with them would be useless and won't change a thing.

“Look at that, he doesn’t wanna know!”

“Oh, I’m sure it’s because he already knows well that he’s nothing more than just our King’s glorified fucktoy!”

Breathe. Breathe, Dick.

He did his best to ignore the way they kept calling after him, yelling insults and names and turned a corner as soon as it was possible. It wasn’t very likely that they’d follow him but Dick still wanted to get as far away from them as he could, as far away as it took to stop hearing them. He disappeared behind the wall with his eyes closed, taking a deep breath and managed to take only a few steps before bumping into someone painfully.

He bounced off a strong chest with force and supported himself with the wall, desperate not to fall to the floor. Not in front another one of them, not after all the talk about him staying on his knees-

“I apologize-” he started, straightening. “I’m-”

His Majesty Slade Wilson stood in front of him, dressed in all his regalia with a sword strapped to his hip. He looked at Dick with a face that betrayed no emotion and suddenly Dick couldn’t utter another word. He could just look his future husband in the eye, with his lips slightly agape and fingers shaking. His chest began to hurt and only then he realized that he stopped breathing.

“Are you hurt?” Slade asked lowly. His voice was tinted with contained anger and Dick violently lowered his head.

“Your Majesty-” Dick said, gasped out the words, but he didn’t know what else to say. Slade heard them. Heard what they said about Dick, still could hear the laughter and comments coming from behind his back.

“That was quite a force you walked into me.” Slade continued. His voice turned more gentle as he reached to cup Dick’s jaw fondly and raise his head for their eyes to meet. “I shouldn’t be standing in the way like that, my prince, I apologize. Are you alright?”

Dick swallowed, throat bobbing nervously. “I’m fine,” he whispered.

Slade nodded.

“Good.” he said, stroking his thumb against the skin of Dick’s cheek. He leaned down to kiss him and Dick… Dick let him, eyes fluttering closed when their lips pressed together. Usually, Dick tried to stop this sort of affections as they weren’t married yet but this time he allowed himself to forget and find comfort in the sensation.

The kiss ended as soon as it began, and Slade stepped away with the last brush of his lips against Dick's temple.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me.” Slade said. His eye burned with anger again as he looked over Dick’s head. “I have a matter to take care of.”

He started towards the source of still-ongoing laughter. To do exactly what, Dick didn’t know, but he knew one thing - that Slade was a man that didn’t shy away from any fight and that he just heard someone insult his fiance.

There was a sword at his hip.

“Please-” Dick started. His voice trembled but it was still enough to make Slade stop. “You don’t have to-”

Slade looked over his shoulder at him. He no longer looked like a man that could softly cradle his face like he did just a moment ago and kiss him so gently he forgot about anything else.

“It’s not your choice to make.” Defiance’s king said. “It was theirs.”

#we need more of protective Slade #this was in my wips for so long im so fcking sorry #and i said it before but maybe someone didnt see it - the last chapter of conflict resolution will have to wait a bit #cuz im fighting with the fics for sladin week's mini event #i was thinking its taking place by the end of may but no its at the beginning #so yeah #sladick royal au #anon #sladick #sladedick #dickstroke #sladin #slade x dick #my writing #if there's any mistakes or something feels wrong its because i have a headache #so sorry about that

[lnfours]

summer loving (six) ⎸ t.h

⌙ summary: your mom and tom’s mom grew up together, swearing that their kids would be life long friends. and it was true, the holland boys were a special part of your life. but on the annual trip to their beach house this summer, everything feels different. and that’s because it is.

⌙ au: based on the book and tv show ‘the summer i turned pretty’ by jenny han. childhood friends to lovers

⌙ wc: 2.1k

⌙ warnings: angst, shawn deserves better :(, fluff, language and a lot of whiplash

⌙ pairing: tom holland x fem!reader with a lil bit of shawn mendes x fem!reader

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“happy birthday!”

you opened your eyes to kat jumping up onto the bed, a gift bag in hand as she climbed next to you. you groaned, grabbing the pillow from under your head before squishing it over your head, covering your eyes and ears. 

“on come on,” she laughed, “it’s your birthday!”

“so?”

“so as your best friend, i have to make sure you’re having the best day of your life!”

you groaned, “then tell me how to stop feeling guilty about basically lying to shawn.”

she sighed, pulling the pillow off of your face. you squinted, adjusting to the light in your room once again as she looked at you sadly. the two of you had a long talk the other night about how tom was still on your mind and how it wasn’t fair to shawn that you’re with him while constantly thinking about another boy. 

it was confusing, because on one hand, shawn was the best guy ever. everything you could possibly ever want. but tom, he’s the one that has your heart. wether you’d like to admit it or not. 

“i wish i could,” she sent you a gentle smile, “it’s better to be truthful then to lie to him.”

you nodded, sighing again, “i know.”

“when do you plan on… ending things?” she winced as she asked the question, not wanting to upset you more than you already are. 

“i guess i should do it soon,” you said, “i don’t want to keep dragging him through this.”

she nodded, “you should probably call him.”

you nodded back at her, biting down nervously on your bottom lip. you never liked breaking someone’s heart, not when you cared about them the way that you care about shawn. it wasn’t fair to him to keep things from him, it was for the better. 

you grabbed your phone and sent him a text. 

y/n hey, can we meet on the beach? i wanna talk to you

you felt a little piece of your heart breaking before you hit send. you locked your phone as kat changed the subject. you weren’t really listening to her though, just going through everything in your mind about how terrible you felt.

it wasn’t supposed to be this way. you were supposed to realize that shawn was way better than tom by a long shot, fall in love, and live happily ever after. but no, as always, tom holland has a way with sneaking into your mind. you always find yourself coming back to him, even when you shouldn’t. 

you were pulled from your thoughts when your phone buzzed on your thigh. 

shawn hey! yeah, i’ll be there in 10 happy birthday by the way ❤️

you smiled softly, another wave of guilt taking over you. 

thank you ❤️ see you soon 

kat stopped talking when she saw you typing on your phone, “are you listening?”

“hmm?” you looked up at her, “sorry, go ahead.”

“what i was saying was maybe we should go shopping before your party later,” she said, “you need a cute suit to go with the gift i got for you.”

your raised an eyebrow, “do i?”

she nodded, handing you the light blue gift bag with white tissue paper sticking out at the top, “mhm, open it.”

you sighed, “i told you i didn’t want anything.”

“i don’t care,” she rolled her eyes playfully, “just open the damn bag.”

you obliged, opening the bag and removing the wrapping paper. you pulled out a light green bikini, floral patterns in different shades of green all over it. you smiled, “thank you.” 

you leaned over and gave her a hug, she smiled back at you, “of course.”

“i’m gonna head to the beach to talk to shawn,” you said, “but after i get back we can head into town.”

she nodded, “a little retail therapy never hurt anyone.”

you chucked, throwing a sweatshirt on over the tank top you slept in.  you tugged on a pair of sweatpants and slipped on a pair of flip flops, “wish me luck.”

she smiled softly again, “you got this. it’s for the better, remember?”

you nodded, shoving your phone in the pocket, “yeah, better.”

you made your way downstairs, thankful that everyone else in the house was still asleep. you made your way out the door, walking towards the beach. you sat down in the sand, sighing to yourself as you looked out at the rising sun against the ocean. 

this was your happy place. 

you heard someone walk up behind you and sit down. you turned and saw shawn as he smiled at you.  

“hey,” he greeted.

you sent him a tight lipped smile, “hi,”

“everything okay?” he asked genuinely, eyes filled with wonder and concern. you sighed, looking back towards the ocean. 

“no,”

“what’s wrong?”

“everything.”

he frowned, “what’s up?”

you took a deep breath, “you’re just a great guy. i don’t deserve someone like you.”

he furrowed his eyebrows, “yes you do.”

you shook your head, “no, i don’t.”

“yes you do, y/n, i don’t get what you’re talking about.” he reached out and grabbed your hand. you sniffled as you looked away, shaking your head. 

“i don’t want to break your heart, shawn,” you said, looking back at him as a tear rolled down your cheek, “it’s not fair to you.”

his eyes softened, “break my heart?”

you nodded, licking your lips, “yeah.”

“it’d be an honor to have my heart broken by you,” he laughed softly, “you don’t give yourself as much credit as you should.”

you sighed softly as he wiped your tears away, “i don’t want to lie to you anymore.”

“about?”

you were quiet for a second before you mumbled that god forsaken name, “tom.”

he nodded, pulling you closer into his side. you laid your head on his shoulder, his falling ontop of yours, “it’s okay, i knew all along.”

you looked up at him, “what do you mean?”

“i talked to sam,” he said, “he told me that you and tom have been playing cat and mouse for a while. tom thinks he doesn’t deserve your love, and you think that he’s not into you because the two of you are too blind to see that it’s always been you two since the beginning.”

you felt your mood start to switch to anger for a split second, “what else did he say?”

“he mentioned that the two of you almost kissed in front of him on the first day,” shawn’s voice was soft, “and part of me knew this was going to come at some point. i see the way he looks at you and the way you look at him. you’re both in love, but too scared to admit it.”

you bit your lip, looking back out towards the ocean, “i’m sorry.”

“it’s okay,” he reassured, “i’m just glad i at least had a shot with you.”

you chucked, “i like to think that in another life, we wouldn’t have ended this way.”

he laughed softly, shaking his head, “me too.”

“are we okay?” you asked, “i don’t want to lose you as a friend, too.”

he nodded softly, “we’re okay.”

you smiled and leaned your head back onto his shoulder. you both sat there as you listened to the waves crash against the shore. the sun started rising higher into the sky, and when it got bright enough you ended up standing on your feet. 

“thank you for understanding,” you smiled softly, “you deserve the best.”

he smiled, “you deserve to be happy,” he motioned towards the house, “so go be happy. i’ll always be here.”

you nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck before the both of you went your separate ways. on the walk back to the house, you thought about what shawn and sam had talked about. about how sam spilled your feelings for tom, and about the almost kiss. it made your blood boil, it wasn’t his place to say anything. 

once you got back to the house, you saw sam outside as he waxed his surf board. you walked up to him, smacking him upside the head. he flinched, rubbing the back of his head and turned to look at you, “the hell?”

“you told shawn about the almost-kiss between tom and i on the beach? and told him about the fact that i like tom?!”

he sighed, putting the wax down, “i did.”

“why?”

he ran a hand through his hair before he rubbed the back of his neck, “i don’t know,”

“you don’t know?!” you crossed your arms, “what do you mean you don’t know?”

“i don’t know!” he flung his arms up, “i guess i was just jealous because tom always gets what he wants but i never get what i want.”

you furrowed your eyebrows, “what do you mean?”

“i mean,” he sighed, cutting himself off, “of course he gets to have you because it’s tom. it doesn’t matter that anyone else wants you, because you’re already his.”

you stared at him blankly, “so you tried to ruin my relationship with shawn by telling him about the fact that tom and i have been back and forth for the past couple months and that i’ve had a crush on tom for years, all because of what? you’re jealous?”

he looked down at his shoes, “yeah…”

you scoffed, “unbelievable.”

he felt bad for trying to ruin your relationship with shawn, he really did. he watched as you walked back inside, slamming the door shut behind you. you raced back up the stairs, ignoring the “happy birthday”s from the moms, your brother and paddy in the kitchen. you went up to the wooden door, knocking on it. you saw sam standing at the bottom of the stairs, seeing that he had followed you inside to try to apologize. 

you were met with brown eyes, a smile on his face, “happy birth-“

you shook your head, grabbing him by the strings on his hoodie and kissed his lips softly. he reacted quickly, his hands moving to your hips as he kissed you back. sam’s eyes were just as wide as yours.

you pulled away, your eyes wide as he smiled softly back at you. you looked towards the steps, seeing that sam was no longer standing at the bottom of the steps. you heard the slam of the back door, causing you to sigh. 

“are you-“

“yep,” you nodded, looking back at him, “bye.”

you didn’t give him a chance to say anything else as he watched you walk quickly towards your room and close the door. you leaned up against the door, sighing loudly before looking over at kat.

“i fucked up.”

she furrowed her eyebrows, “what did you do?” 

“i kissed tom.”

her eyes widened, “just now?”

you nodded slowly. she bit back a smile, letting out a soft laugh. 

“was it everything you’ve ever dreamed of?”

you rolled your eyes, shaking your head, “i’m not answering that question.”

“i’ll take that as a yes.”

after a few hours, everyone had arrived for your birthday party. you smiled, thanking people for coming. you were wearing your new bathing suit from kat, a drink in your hand as everyone talked. you felt someone tap you on your shoulder, turning around and seeing sam standing behind you. 

“can i talk to you for a minute inside?”

you nodded, telling the girl you were talking to that you’d be right back. you followed him inside, walking into the dining room. 

“what’s up?” you asked, taking a sip of your drink. 

“i just wanted to say i’m sorry,” he said, “it wasn’t cool of me to talk about you and tom to shawn. i’m sorry for everything.”

you nodded, “i’m sorry, too.”

he waved you off, “it’s okay. i’m just going to have to live with the fact that we’re always just going to remain friends.”

you sent him a tight lipped smile, “i’m sorry, again.”

“it’s okay, i promise,” he smiled softly back at you, “are we cool? can we just pretend that this never happened?”

you nodded, “i’d like that.”

he smiled and opened his arms for a hug, giving you a squeeze. you smiled back at him, hugging him back tightly.

just then, your mom came into the room, “there the two of you are!”

you pulled away as she continued, “we’re singing happy birthday,” she smiled, “come on.”

the rest of the party you walked around and continued talking to others before you felt tom grab your hand. you apologized to the person you were talking to as he pulled you into the house, ignoring your protesting from behind him.

“what’re you-?”

“just shut up.” he mumbled, pulling you closer before kissing you softly. you tensed under his touch, but kissed him back. 

“what was that for?” you asked, breathing heavily after you pulled away. he shrugged, smiling as he backed up away from you. 

“getting you back from earlier.”

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Filmed Before a Live Studio Audience -Wanda Maximoff x Daughter!Reader

Whatever Means Necessary Masterlist

Summery: A mother and her daughter move to the sleepy town of Westview, and they both struggle to conceal their powers form Y/N’s new friend and her parents when they come for dinner.

Requests: Open

Age: Appears 15

Notes: In Wandavision episode one I’m aware that there’s no upstairs to the house, but in this story it’s different. The only reason I’ve changed this is because I didn’t realised until I had over five parts/paragraph things written with an upstairs being part of the house and I really don’t want to rewrite those parts lol.

Wanda Maximoff hummed happily as her kitchen utensils floated gracefully around her new kitchen.

She was trying to find a place for each, wether it be plates, cups or saucers.

She was in the middle of moving a plate when her daughter walked quietly into the kitchen, letting out a small gasp as a saucer just barely missed her head thanks to her just barely dodging it.

“Woah!”

Wanda put everything down using her magic, she too looked startled. “Oh! Y/N!”

You laughed.

Wanda smiled brightly, you had laughed, she had heard you laugh. For the first time in-

Stop

Her eyes were scanning your face for any sign of an injury. 

Had she seriously almost smashed a plate into your face after-

“My mother and her flying saucers!”

Laughing chorused in the background. Wanda blinked, getting back into character as quickly as she had left it.

“My daughter and her quick reflexes!”

Laughing again.

You walked over to your mother who was on the other side of the island and wrapped you arms around her briefly.

Wanda, who looked like your average 1950′s bombshell, accepted your embrace eagerly and pulled you closer.

“Quite the team we make.” You muttered into her shoulder. Wanda’s heart melted and she placed her hand on the back of your head.

You pulled back briefly, and with a quick flick of your fingers all the pieces of the broken plate came together and you levitated the object over to where Wanda had been leaving the rest of them, while you did so your Mama made her way over to the refrigerator. 

“What would you say to silver dollar pancakes, crispy hash browns, bacon, eggs, freshly squeezed orange juice and black coffee?”

You smiled brightly. “I’d say sounds delicious!”

Wanda smiled widely as the metal door opened.

“And I’ll say the fridge is empty.” Her sweet-as-honey tone rang out.

Laughs.

You frowned playfully. 

“What, not even orange juice?”

“Sweetheart, not even milk.”

You smiled and walked over to the sink and poured yourself a glass of water, instead. The sound of a crowds laughter filled your ears the entire time, but something was telling you to ignore it, so that’s what you did.

“Mama?” You called as you walked closer to the wall.

“Hm?”

“Is there something special about today?” You inspected the calendar on the wall closely, checking to see if there was anymore writing.

Wanda looked at you for a moment.

Of course there was, you were aliv-

Here

You were here.

With her.

As you should be.

“Everyday is special when you’re here Y/N.”

Your eyebrows furrowed.

“Thanks, but what does the little heart on the calendar mean? It’s drawn right above todays date, Did you draw it?” You drew back and gasped. “Is it your birthday!? Mama! I’m so sorry, I forgo-”

“No, no, no, no!” She interrupted you quickly as she plced her hands on your shoulders and you heard the laughing again. “Not my birthday, sweetheart!”

“Well... it’s not my birthday... my birthday isn’t for another... huh. When is my birthday, Mama? I can’t seem to re-”

“Do you not remember what today is?”

You looked at her, puzzled. But quickly decided differently. “Oh yes!” You lied. “Now I do, don’t tell me you have forgotten, Mama?”

Wanda’s grin faltered. “Sweetheart, how could I have been the one to forget if I had been the one to write it up?” She lied just as easily as you had.

Now you felt bad, but you were determined to find out what reason the day had for being special. 

Wanda felt bad too, but she was just as determined. Perhaps it was something in the genes.

“Well then tell me what’s so important about todays date.” You responded.

“I thought you already knew.”

“I’m simply just making sure you know.”

Your Mama halted for a second.

“I think you’ve forgotten it.” You accused, matter-of-factly. 

“Me? Heavens no! I’ve been... so looking forward to it!”

“So have I!” You exclaimed. “Today we are celebrating...”

Wanda came closer, hoping you’d finish. “You bet we are... it’s the first time we have celebrated...”

"Hmmm."

“... this occasion before.”

You nodded. “So it’s a special day!”

“Perhaps evening.” Wanda added.

"Yup.”

“It’s not a Birthday, it’s not Valentine’s day, is it Valentine’s day? I mean no it’s not Valentines day.”

 Laughing,

“I mean it’s not like either of us would actually have anyone to celebrate it with.” You remarked.

Laughing, but louder this time.

“Y/N.” Your mother pouted playfully.

You settled down, deciding to drop the topic of the small heart. Surely it wasn’t too big a deal if you had forgotten what it was about.

“I’m off for a walk!” You announced, summoning your coat. “You can tag along if you’d like?”

Wanda smiled.

Although she contemplated not letting you go. She contemplated making you stare right there with her.

She was glad that you were already beginning to get to know your new surroundings.

“I would love to, my darling, I really would, but I really must get these pesky boxes unpacked.” Wanda apologised. “They won’t unpack themselves!”

Laughing. You looked at her strangely as you went over to embrace her once more before setting off.

She loved it. It had been so long, she missed your hugs, she wondered if you had missed her those five years as she had missed you those five months. Although that was impossible.

She stroked your cheek, although this time it was soft, healthy and there was colour.

This time when she stroked your cheek you were alive.

“Have fun, be back within half an hour and don’t wander too far.” 

She didn’t want you to go, she had never wanted you to go.

She wanted to call after you, but you were already half way out the door calling your goodbyes to her.

The backdoor shut with a click.

“Now time for these boxes.” Your mother said to herself. 

 ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

“Miss Maximoff!” 

You swung around at your name being called.

You were currently in town, taking in the new scenery and your new home.

The voice struck you as a familiar one, you were sure you had heard it before. But you didn’t know where from.

You saw a girl who was around your age with black locks that were curled upwards slightly wearing a white blouse and a purple skirt. She was making her way over to you. 

Something in the back of your mind was screaming at you to run to her.

“Hi!” She grinned. 

“Hi.” You replied back, almost unsurely.

“Oh, Gracious me! You don’t know who I am, do you? Silly me, allow me to introduce myself!” She extended her hand. “My name’s Kate. Kate Hart.”

“Kate...” you trailed off. Kate sounded correct somehow, but another second name was on the tip of your tongue, as soon as you tried to think of it your mind went blank.

You took her hand. “I’m Y/N Maximoff!”

“I know!” She smiled. “Wait, that sounded creepy, Sorry.”

“It’s ok, don’t worry. But how do you know my name exactly?”

“Oh, well me and my grandparents are your neighbours to the left. Arthur and Debra Hart, I moved in with them just recently, wait! I keep getting off topic.” Kate as she rambled on. You thought it was really cute. “I just wanted to say I’m super excited for tonight because there’s barely not anyone else in this town who’s my age so-”

“Forgive me for the interruption, but what’s tonight?”

“Ohhhhh your Mom didn’t tell you yet, but that’s cool I get it, your mom invited me and my grandparents for dinner at your house tonight!”

The heart on the calendar... heart... Hart!!! That’s what tonight was!!!

“Ohhhhhh yeah I think I remember her mentioning it.” You lied, you didn’t want to offend Kate, she was clearly excited and trying to be nice, and plus upsetting her even in the smallest way seemed like the worst thing imaginable to you. 

You were always a nice girl, at least that’s what the voices in your head told you, you would never have wanted to upset anyone anyway. But somehow this thing with this girl was different. 

Kate grinned. “Well, ok, cool.” She looked down at her shoes, a slight hint of red forming on her cheeks. “I’ll see you then! Do you guys need any help or-”

“No thank you, I promise we have everything under control.” You smiled. 

Kate seemed nervous that she didn’t know how to keep the conversation going so you decided to put her out of her misery.

“I best get home, my mom wants me home soon, but I really enjoyed speaking with you, Kate.”

Kate smiled. She really was just a ray of sunshine. 

“Ok! Have a safe walk back! And I’m super excited for tonight by the way.”

“Me too.” You smiled. 

There was a feeling in your stomach that you didn’t quite understand. Were those butterflies?

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Wanda had just completed unpacking when she heard a knock in the style of a little tune on her front door. 

She thought that maybe it was you who was home.

For that reason she walked quickly to the front door and pulled the knob.

She hid her disappointment well when she was greeted by the sight of a woman she had never once seen before in her life holding a flower vase in her arms.

“Oh! Hello there, dear, I’m Agnes, your neighbour to the right, my right not yours!” 

Laughs.

“Forgive me for not stopping by sooner to welcome you to the block, my mother in-law was in town so I wasn’t.”

Laughs again.

Wanda laughed as she accepted the vase gratefully as it was handed to her.

“So what’s your name, where are you from, and most importantly how is your bridge game hon?” 

There was laugher as she winked.

“Oh and I’m Agnes.”

Wanda grinned, perhaps she could make friends in this town after all.

“Wanda.” She held out her hand.

Agnes seemed to take her reply in for a quick second. “Wanda... Charmed.”

Wanda paused. 

Why can’t I read you?

It didn’t take long for Agnes to notice the apparent speed of Wanda’s unpacking.

“Golly! You sure have settled in fast!” She exclaimed. “Did you use a moving company?”

Wanda set the vase down. “I sure did, those boxes don’t move themselves!”

Laughing once again.

“So what’s a single gal like you doing rattling around this big house all on your lonesome self? I don’’t see a wedding ring.” Agnes questioned as she looked around the living room.

“Oh I don’t live alone, my daughter lives her too, my Y/N. She’s gone to take a look around town at the moment.”

“Ohh? Y/N is such a beautiful name! What age is she?”

“Fifteen. Although the constant complaining of teenage mood swings doesn’t really apply to her.”

“Ah, so you’re the lucky one.” Agnus winked.

Laughing.

“Now Wanda tell me about your partner, surely a stunnin gal like yourself has someone special, considering your daughter and all!”

Wanda grimaced. 

She hadn’t thought about Natasha that much yet. 

There was too much excitement with you being back the move.

“My partner and I aren’t together anymore. There was just too much going on in our lives. Too much had happened and we both needed a fresh start.”

Agnes nodded. “I see...”

“It’s me and Y/N now.”

As it should be. How it always should have been. You should have never had to leave her side.

"Speaking of, she’ll be home quite shortly for a special occasion, just the two of us, a girls night if you will.”

Agnes’s face brightened. “Oh is it somebody’s birthday?”

“Not a birthday.” Wanda replied confidently.

“Well today isn’t a holiday of some sort is it?”

“No it’s not a holiday...” Wanda looked unsure.

“Perhaps her and a significant other’s anniversary?”

Wanda laughed. “If Y/N was seeing someone I’d know. So no not anniversary.”

“Well... you never know things like that could change quickly.”

Wanda almost glared at Agnes. She didn’t know wether or not she was joking, but she didn’t need thoughts like those going into her head. She had just gotten you back. She didn’t need anyone swooping in and disrupting your new lives together.

Another knock interrupted the current conversation. 

This time it had to be you.

Once the door opened your welcoming and calming presence filled the room. She wanted to just pull you closer to her and cuddle for as long as you’d let her. You and your mother’s relationship had always been one of pure affection, from cuddling to forehead kisses, she settled on the latter.

“How was your walk, sweetheart?” 

You ignored the stranger in the room for a brief moment so you could answer your mother.

“It was great, I’m really excited for tonight! Can we please bake cookies for it?” You grinned excitedly.

Wanda had always been overjoyed whenever you asked that question even as a child. She couldn’t refuse you now. Not after so many years of being apart 

“Nothing would make me happier my darling girl, but first you should meet Agnes, our neighbour to the... Agnes?”

“To the right, my right not yours!” Agnes replied gleefully. “It’s so very nice to meet you, your Mom’s told me a bit about you.”

“Only good things I hope,” You smiled as you mother guided you to the couch. “I’m Y/N by the way.”

“Agnes, but of course your mother already told you that.” 

You gave the two women a smile. 

“Mama, if you don’t mind I’m going to get ready for tonight and unpack my bedroom a bit more, it was nice meeting you Agnes.” You gave your Mom a kiss on the cheek as you made your way over to the staircase. “Oh and Mama where’s the floss?”

“Top of the cabinet honey, you’ll have to climb a bit to get it. Just don’t jump down instead of climbing down again, it’s bad for the muscle and I don’t want to have to nurse an injury tonight.”

Not that she wouldn’t mind doting on you. But she still hated to see you in pain or injured. Or Dead.

“Yes, jumping like that is a dirty habit, but you already know all about that, don’t you ,Y/N?” Agnes butt in.

You halted halfway up the stairs, something inside you was telling you that what she had just said held significance. 

Wanda stared at her neighbour. 

“What?” She questioned, there was a slight layer of venom in her voice.

Agnes looked at her confused as you still stood at the staircase baffled as to why her words affected you like they did. You found yourself feeling your head, although you didn’t know why.

“You said it as if she had done it before, I meant no harm, Wanda. Honestly.”

Wanda collected herself, she can’t be having herself snap like that. Agnes had done nothing wrong.

“Go on Y/N, I’ll be up soon to help you unpack if you’ll let me.” She urged.

You blinked and nodded and proceeded up the stairs.

“Oh! I think I left something on the stove! So sorry for keeping you, Wanda. You enjoy the rest of your evening, ooo and those cookies!”

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

You were aware of your mother’s footsteps ascending up the staircase. Her heals made it quite obvious.

“Sweet heart, you look beautiful. But why so fancy, may I ask?”

You shook your head and grinned. 

“So this was a surprise from you?” You questioned giddily.

Wanda frowned. “Huh?”

“Oh you can stop pretending like you don’t know! I ran into the Hart’s granddaughter, you knew how nervous I secretly was about making friends and you wanted to help! Thank you so much, Mama. I love you!”

You pulled her in for a hug, not noticing her clear confusion. 

“No problem my lovely girl...” You were still hugging her, and tight. 

Even after all those years she could see you still did that with people you love. It broke her heart that that hadn’t been her for so long.

She didn’t know what you were talking about. But she wished she did. She wanted to have been responsible for the joy you were feeling. She should have been responsible for the little joy you might have felt the previous five years. She was your mother. She should have been there.

The amount of overwhelming love she had for you was indescribable, tears sprung to her eyes because of that fact. She hated that you would never be able to know the true depth of how much she loved you. How much she treasured you. She couldn’t put it into words.

It broke her heart that she had missed five of your birthdays, five of your Christmas’s, five of your halloweens which had always been a special time for you both because you would both have the best duo costumes, five first days of school, your first day of high school. She had missed everyday of the past five years of your life, every one of those days was a day you would go without your Mama’s love. And where was she during all this? She was dust, most likely floating around that place in Wakanda where she had been turned into such.

“I love you so much. I would do anything for you. I would do anything just to see you smile, to hear you laugh, or even just to hear your sweet voice.” Including raising the dead, literally. “I have loved you since even before I first felt you kick. I have always loved you. You were always my girl, my baby, моја беба. Words will never be able to describe how much I treasure you, love you and will always protect you. I’m so sorry.”

Somehow the love filled moment paused for you, you pulled back slightly. “Sorry for what, Mama?”

Wanda raised her eyes to yours, a look of anguish in her eyes. 

Why did you say that? Stupid Wanda!

Your brain suddenly felt all foggy, like you couldn’t remember her last few words.

You cuddled in closer, ignoring the fuzziness of your head. What you were previously going to say forgotten.

A knock from the front door interrupted you and your Mother’s special moment. 

You pulled back and beamed up at her. “That must be the guests!”

Wanda looked at you as if you had two heads. “Guests?!”

Laughs.

“For the neighbours. You invited them over. You said-”

“Yes!!! Oh yes I’m aware honey!” Wanda was not aware. Wanda had only just remembered. Wanda wasn’t in the appropriate clothing. Wanda had no food in the fridge. Hence Wanda could not make a dinner. Wanda was fucked screwed.

Another knock came to the door. 

“You go get the door, sweetie. Mama’s gonna go check on the... turkey.”

Your face lit up even more, even though Wanda didn’t think that was possible.

“We’re having turkey?” You grinned.

Out of all the things why turkey? She cursed herself.

She nodded quickly. “Mhm. Quickly, quickly!” 

You both dashed down the stairs, although you didn’t quite understand the need for the rush. Wanda was in front of you, and the second her feet hit the living room flooring she made a dash for the kitchen.

She would remember to actually write up words next time instead of a stupid little drawing.

She had gotten to the kitchen before you had even gotten to the door.

The woman could work fast.

You opened the door with large smile, and was greeted by two others as well as a serious yet neutral looking face.

“Hi Y/N!” Kate exclaimed.

“Hello! It’s nice to meet you all.”

“Why thank you, dear.” Kate’s grandma replied, she seemed to be a gentle soul. “Lovely meeting you. My name is Debra, this is my husband Arthur, and of course you’ve already met our granddaughter Kate.”

“Is your mother home?” Arthur asked suddenly.

“Arthur! Greet the girl!”

Laughs.

“I was simply just-”

While the couple were arguing, your eyes turned to a cringing Kate. You struggled to see how the three could possibly be related. 

Kate had jet black hair, while Debra had a light chestnut brown, her grandfather had a shade of black but it looked only to be coloured as such due to becoming grey thanks to old age. 

Kate’s eyes were blue (authors note: they’re blue in the comics) but Mrs Hart had sage green ones while her husband had plain grey ones.

Perhaps Kate took after her other side of the family. 

“Would you like to come in? My mother’s just in the kitchen preparing dinner, but  she shouldn’t be too much longer.”

The three of your guests made their way through the door, Debra coming through first. 

The sound of pots and pans falling down came from the kitchen, causing all four pairs of eyes from the living room to turn focus to the closed shutters and door.

Laughs.

“One moment please!” 

You dashed to the kitchen door but for some reason it wouldn’t budge, the guests didn’t seem to notice yet, though.

Laughs.

“Mom?”

“Just a second sweetie, don’t open the door... I’m getting changed.”

Laughs

“You’re getting changed?” You asked in disbelief, but only so your mother could hear.

“Yep.” Wanda sounded nervous. 

“Into what?”

“My... cooking wear.”

Laughs.

“Oh?”

“Mhm. Just gimmie a sec sweetheart.”

More pots panged.

Laughs.

Your three guests looked in your direction again.

“She forgot where she left the cutlery.” You laughed nervously.

Kate’s grandfather let out a gruff. While Kate just looked at you and smiled.

“Your home is beautiful!” She gushed, you smiled at her friendliness that was somehow familiar to you.

“Thank you, I love your shirt.”

Kate looked down to the button up shirt she was wearing and smiled. “Thank you! Gran tried to get me to wear a dress, but I refused, I don’t know how she got me in that skirt you saw me in this morning, but I can assure you, you won’t be seeing me in it again.”

You both laughed while Debra rolled her eyes. “I just think that you should be dressing more like a lady! You are one after all. I mean look at what Y/N’s wearing! Why can’t you dress as she does?”

You were wearing a yellow tea length dress, but you only ever wore it on special occasions.

“Yeah but-” Kate saw your momentary frown when your dress was mentioned, she saw you didn’t want to get involved. ”Gran, let’s not do this now.”

You gave Kate a smile.

Ten minutes later the Harts and you were all seated on the couch, all indulging in a boring conversation about the importance of the order of numbers or something like that that involved Mr Hart’s work.

He and Mrs Hart seemed entertained, while Kate was slumped on the couch and you had your hand supporting your head as you struggled to stay awake.

It wasn’t until the kitchen shutters flew open that you felt like your savour had finally arrived.

“Dinner is served.” She called out. 

Kate and yourself nearly jumped out of your seats while the Mr and Mrs Hard got up in a calm manner. 

Everyone stood and looked at the meal from the couch, poor Arthur looked confused. 

“Breakfast for dinner?” He asked unsurely.

Laughs.

“It’s European.” Wanda explained. Was is? “We’re Sokovian. I put on this accent, my natural one is a Sokovian one.”

“I see...”

“Breakfast or no breakfast I say we dig in.” Kate hurried and sat down, immediately picking up her knife and fork. Everyone else followed soon after.

“Let’s have a toast.” You spoke up. Although instead of you and Kate having wine like the adults there was sparkling water. “To my wonderful mother, and our esteemed guests.”

“Cheers.” Everyone chorused as they clinked glasses.

“Now let’s eat before our dinner gets cold.” Wanda smiled.

“Breakfast, you mean.” You wittingly replied.

Laughs.

Wanda gave you a smirk.

“So, where have the both of you moved from? What brought you here? And where is your father?”

Wanda let out a laugh, although there was a nervous undertone, and you immediately looked down at your plate with furrowed eyes.

“We moved from...” Everyone looked at you, expecting you to finish your answer, but in reality you didn’t even know the answer.

“What my daughter means to say is we moved from...” Wanda looked stuck, too.

“Yes! We moved from... er... We came here because we needed a fresh start.” You didn’t even know the meaning behind your own words, the latter part of the sentence having being drilled into your brain despite never hearing anything of the sort before. Where did you live before Westview? Why did you and you Mama need a fresh start? And most importantly- “And I don’t have a father.” 

But you had someone else, you knew that you did. But you didn’t know who. Why didn’t you know. You were so confused. You could see red and green splash into your view but before you could but such colours on a face your head went fuzzy. Your head was doing that a lot recently, but why?

“I think you should surely know where you moved from.” Came the voice of Arthur Hart. “Where? Hm? Dammit where?!” He slammed his hand on the table. Kate decided to intervine.

“Grandpa, calm yourse- Grandpa?” 

Mr Hart was holding his hands to his throat making a gagging sound. Heavens he was choking!

"Oh Arthur stop it!” Said Mrs Hart, but Mr Hart continued his series of convulsions. “Stop it.”

Kate and You both looked at each other, eyes worried.

“Grandpa?”

“Stop it.” Mrs Hart repeated. You looked at your Mama who’s eyes were focused on Mr Hart.

“Stop it.” But this time it wasn’t said to her husband.

“Stop it.” It was said to your Mama.

You turned your attention to the two of them, not entirely sure what was going on.

“Stop it.” It sounded more eager this time, more desperate, Wanda turned her attention to the Hart woman also, while Kate was still focused on her grandfather.

“Stop it, stop it, stop it-” It continued on. You wanted it to stop too, and you also wanted her to stop saying it to your Mama.

Mr Hart fell to the floor. 

“Grandpa!!” Kate gasped, leaping up to help in any way she could.

He continued to choke, and you noticed a strange pattern between Mrs Hart and Wanda.

She looked to be crying whenever Wanda looked to Arthur, but looked happy whenever Wanda’s attention was on her.

“Mama help him.” You gasped.

Wanda got to the ground and before you knew it she had a piece of bacon in her hand, effectively stopping the choking.

“How did you...” Kate started.

Mrs Hart was still smiling, acting as if nothing happened, your Mama scanned your face, trying to see how you were mentally after that.

“Well, would you look at the time.” Mr Hart mused, shocking you. The man had almost just died and he was worried about the time.

Laughs

Him and Kate stayed standing while Mrs Hart stood up.

“We better be going,”

“Are you both alright?” Your mother asked.

“We had such a lovely time.” Mrs Hart smiled.

“We should do this again!” Kate exclaimed, seeming to have already forgotten the recent events.

Mr and Mrs Hart looked at her like she was crazy. 

“Thanks so much for coming.” You smiled. Kind of getting over the events yourself.

“Thanks so much for having us, and for the dinner slash breakfast, too.” Kate replied.

Laughs.

Mrs Hart took Kate’s hand and the three rushed for the door.

“Goodnight!”

And with that the door closed.

Wanda let out a sigh of relief.

“I can’t believe you forgot.” You laughed.

“Hey! I did not forget!” 

“Really? You  said you were getting changed, you’re in the exact same outfit you were in when you entered the kitchen, and also, really? Breakfast for dinner being a ‘European tradition’? Since when?” You laughed, she looked a bit embarrassed “Also I’m pretty sure I saw Agnes at one point sneaking in front of the house with a basket of what I assume to be food only to make a dash for the back of the house.”

Wanda laughed. “My smart girl.” She pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Tell me, where did you get that from? Because it certainly wasn’t me.”

“It was you,” You insisted. “You know that, you’re just trying to be humble.” 

Wanda smiled, pulling you down on the couch beside her to cuddle you.

“I love you Y/N, so much.” And I missed you, so much.

“I love you too, Mama.”

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[halfusek]

so lemme just put it out there: using AI for generating art, nevermind if for a joke or seriously, in this point of time, plain sucks

i’m refering here to that bendy highschool crush anime thing whatever i refuse to interact with stuff about this so i’m not exactly familiar but what matters is that it was AI generated AND even more so it was not mentioned anywhere that it was until people started pointing it out

there’s a few problems with that

first one is obvious - just the use of AI - as yall probably know its been a highly controversial topic these past few months, because of course it’s built on thief - first stealing artists’ work and then stealing their jobs; a joke or not it STILL uses that based in thief technology... though there do exist some AIs that asks artists for constent, for example the one that deviantArt created recently (and people misunderstood and spread a lot of false information about but oh well that’s a whole other thing) BUT generally these services for AI generation of images steal from artists - and not only! - they just take anything they can find fitting on the internet, even stock images and there was a case about a stock image site suing one of these AI services because *yeah* it’s just thief

another layer to all that adds the context of the game they made itself... like... BATIM/BATDR’s story is at its core about exploitation of artists and - apparently wether they like it or not - evils of capitalism (i still cant comprehend how Mike Mood can be anti union after making a game like this but like lol). it’s about art, about struggle with it and it’s just soooo out of touch to do something like this for a company making such game like hello?? if you wanna take from how artists are abused in big corporations then maybe have some decency and don’t use tools that abuse artists??? like that’s just so in bad taste man i have no words

then comes the fact that they waited with mentioning that AI is used is in the video. it STILL isn’t in the description of the video (the time im making this post is 13th april 2023 so the vids been up for 12 days), which i think AIs these days even require to be given credit?? but either way a lot of people didn’t even realize AI was used and i don’t blame them, not everyone pays attention to details or has an eye for them, this is why such information should be included... if it supposedly was meant to be “part of the joke” all along

which i find hard to believe? sure it came out on april first but.. how exactly is it a part of the joke? the AI generation was simply used for making the art for this fictional joke game. it could have as well been drawn by a real artist and no part of the joke would have been lost because it’s not part of the joke at all? like it’s not mentioned anywhere and it’s not obvious (Meatly even said they heavily photoshoped the images because they looked bad) so i’m asking how exactly AI being used is part of the joke here because it just seems like it was used as a mean of creation here and there was an attempt to hide that it was done at all

and if they really didn’t wanna spend time and effort on drawing it themselves (i get it, they might be busy with other things) then just A. don’t?? make anything?? or B. use an AI that doesn’t steal from artists and credit it so people know? and if it’s reeeeaaally a part of the joke then actually make it part of the joke? even a singular line of commentary laughing off at AI would make this actually work but there’s just nothing

i’m glad that Meatly said they aren’t planning on using it for anything serious but using it for a joke is still using it like sorry but that’s just how it is

and the whole ordeal of not saying what AI it is just rubs me the wrong way because high chance is they aren’t doing that because this AI is one of those that steal from artists so... eh... like i realize this is an assumption but i think it’s fair to be a bit skeptical about them after everything they’ve done :’)

#just wanted to put that out there #cool if others are having fun making their own versions but i think itd be better to let it die so im personally going to avoid such content #peace and love on planet earth #halfpost #bendy and the ink machine

[gay-artificer]

Sorry if this is too out of nowhere but ive been thinking about how most of the normal slugcats arent really carnivorous outside of eating eggs and certain insects, exept for like gourmand (minimally) or saint (cannot digest any meat wether by design or evolution) and of course artificer and hunter. This makes me kinda theorize that yknow, slugcats arent normally carnivorous, and only gain the ability to eat meat through artificial means (exept for gourman they just do that i guess).

It also makes me theorize that maybe the reason why the two are able to do that is that they have some really corrosive acids/substances in their stomachs, for Arti those being in the form of garbage wastes microorganisms that make them explosive in general.

As for Hunter, well, maybe the reason they turn into the rot is because of the fact that they have the rot in their stomach if that makes sence? Like maybe they were made to have/grow some early stage rot growths in their intestines to be able to digest things they normally couldn't, or parts of their insides were given some rot genome, but wether intentionally or not, that system becomes unstable fast since it can become cancerous with the rot overtaking the body after some time.

My guess is that they're highly adaptable omnivores and lean towards various levels of severity based on environmental factors- It should be noted that insects and eggs are carnivorous food sources as much as meat is, its just a more accessible source. (And if you've ever seen the teeth on insectivores you would not doubt them. Look at the chompers on a shrew. A crickets worse nightmare) In fact if you look at the bulk of the basic slugcats diet pre-downpour its actually mostly small invertebrates- blue fruit is actually insect pupae, making the only vegetative parts of their diet bubble fruit, popcorn plants, slime molds. (Downpour added dandelion peaches, lilypucks, gooieduck (another mold), and glow weed. Its worth noting that many of these are added not just for world variety but to add items into the environment as tools- such as gooieducks not just being a substantial food source but providing a counter to wormgrass) (In this sense even saint can stomach some meat, as they can eat the blue fruit pupae and bug eggs) So thus the question is why pushes a slugcat to seek meat. It could be simply that its high energy payoff- most of the meat-eating slugcats get less energy (food pips) from eating small prey sources like batflies or blue fruit, so they turn to hunting larger prey. You have the higher energy cost of being an active hunter offset by payoff of actually being successful. It could also be that some slugcats simply lack the physiology (strong enough teeth, jaw strength) to tear into corpses and can only effective use small prey, even if they could eat meat successfully as scavengers. Tough hides can actually be a huge problem for scavenging animals if something else hasn't exposed the softer parts of the body, and this is why the first things lost on a corpse tends to be accessible and easy to take things like eyes, things like ravens need something with actual teeth to break the skin.

Buuuuut personally I think its a developmental shift- We see something like it in amphibian species. Its actually really neat stuff- basically, for a lot larval amphibians like tadpoles or salamanders they're naturally herbivorous and feed mostly on algae. However these young are generally limited in how much they can disperse until adults, which means competition for food can be very intense. As a result, in this developmental stage some will turn to predation- or to cannibalism. They grow larger then their vegetarian siblings, and in some species will grow larger jaws or new sets of teeth. They actually see this even behavior in species that are strict carnivores- some of the young are carnivorous but hunt unrelated prey, others specifically engage in cannibalism. Depending on what type of prey they target, the actually animal develops differently. Since we have the slugpups as a basis- who follow a diet pattern in line with Survivor and Monk, that can be assumed to be the 'basic' diet. But some individuals (likely ones in high stress, or low food environments) develop more intense predatory behaviors and physiology in adolescence. Genes can be environmentally flexible (polyphenism and epigenetics) and 'turn on and off' under certain cues, so for iterators it would probably be fairly easy to 'force' a specific type of slugcat.

#rw bioposting #rain world #ask #long post #I still need to make a big thing covering rot/rot genetics #but for me its a catch-all term for a side effect of sloppy genetic modification resulting in a byproduct self reproducing rogue cells #which is how hunter and five pebbles can have the 'same disease' while being completely different since it basically just translates #to 'something fucked up on the genetic level and now its recreating bad data you gave it' rather than being like #a thing. #although it certainly could be nothing i say is more right. #but i just think of it as Trash Gene Slop Cancer and its basically just a side effect of doing a bad job with your genetics #might be messy the suns coming up

[dariuchihasen]

Hey, I was wondering if you could share your shifting method, and what things I should add to my script bc it’s dangerous. I also wanted to know is your dr animated or more realistic? i know it’s a lot sorry 😭

Hiiii love<3 thank you for your request🥺 please send more in, I’m very open to talking about pretty much anything and everything so please don’t hesitate to ask! If you want to hear more about a specific person or event let me know! I also don’t mind talking about nsfw experiences as well. 18+ ONLY! <33

•I actually have 2 different Naruto dr’s. One is animated(I haven’t shifted there) while the one I talk about and shift too is realistic🖤

•so I scripted out the fourth great ninja war, as well as the Uchiha clan massacre! I also changed the fact that the Akatsuki are keepers of the peace while they guard and protect all tailed beasts instead of capturing and using them for their own gain of power.

•now, when it comes to your script, it’s truly up to you on what you want in or out of your dr. What one person wants, another may not!

•being a Shinobi, like myself, there will be violence, wether it’s fighting, missions gone wrong, losing people you’re close too or love, etc. it’s part of that life. That’s a ‘normal’ and ‘everyday occurrence’ to them. Of course you can script all that out and keep to easy missions like regular security gigs or even being a Sensei and teach the next generation of students. Your decision entirely<3

•you can also script in that you’re a medical ninja if you want that extra security when something happens to you or your friends.

•as for me, I know medical ninjutsu, not to the extremes like Sakura, but to the point nothing serious will happen if I get injured. (If something doesn’t make sense I apologize! I replied to this post at 3am when I came home from work😭😭)

•when it comes to methods, I don’t use a specific one. When I first got into shifting, I experimented A LOT! I combined things here and there until I found something that works<3

•what I do is I’ll have my television on(naruto Shippuden playing) while listening to subliminals on YouTube, or white noise on my phone.

•I’ll count to 100 or higher as I say affirmations between each number, while describing and imaging my desired reality(what room or bed I wake up in, who’s there, if I’m alone or not, what time of day, what I’m wearing, etc)

•I personally don’t use awake methods as I’ve never had success with them. I’m a very sleepy and tired person so the asleep methods work well for me<3

•another thing I noticed is that I have better chances at shifting when I’m not thinking or stressing about it 24/7

•to me, shifting is so expansive and you’re constantly learning even when you don’t realize it.

#naruto shippuden #desired reality #alternate universe #shifting #anime shifter #Naruto shifter

[the-bjd-community-confess]

I’ve gone legit now, but I still linger in the pro recast Facebook group. Why? I absolutely love reading the shit that happens there. It’s my guilty pleasure Recently (by recent I mean for the past year? Could be wrong) there’s been even more issues with the infamous recaster luo/ouniefs.

One example is they’ve make the wrong doll, and when the buyer points it out, they’ll send it out regardless and say they can’t give a refund or anything because the dolls already been shipped. Wether it actually shipped or they just gave a fake tracking number is anyone’s guess. This ranges from the wrong colour, to the wrong doll entirely. I’ve seen this brought up by different people many times.

Similarly, they’ll send you a doll without parts that should be included. Might be missing an outfit, alternate legs, hands whatever. If you complain they’ll just tell you they’ll put them in with your next order.

One person also got a fake minifee with broken kneecaps. Like whole chunks of both of the knees are snapped off like it owes someone money. They think the doll was sent damaged, not damaged in post. With Ouniefs track record, I’m inclined to believe that could happen lol.

And it is well known that ouneifs has been getting worse and worse. They’ve often been “pushy” in their sales, like pressuring people to buy another doll, keep a doll that was made wrong, adding random fees you have to pay extra for which was not agreed upon, etc. people ask about it all the time and people help out by telling the buyer what to do. Its always be assertive and file a claim with AliExpress. They act surprised how downhill they’ve gone. I’m like yeah, that kinda service is what you get when you buy something from a thief… their moral are already askew, of course they’ll treat customers like shit if it means an extra buck. You don’t get this shit from legit companies. It baffles me they put up with that nonsense. Especially with how a good number of those in the group buy multiple recasts in what feels like quick succession. They could buy legit if they wanted to, but that would mean being patient with wait times, and spending more for one doll.

~Anonymous

#BJD #ABJD #BJD Confessions #Community Counterfeits #Recasters #BJD Groups

[wh0re4gambit]

🂡 ʀᴇᴍʏ ʟᴇʙᴇᴀᴜ 🂡 ᴰᵒ ᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳ ʷᵃʳˢ?

ʀᴇᴍʏ ʟᴇʙᴇᴀᴜ x ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

x-ᴍᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

²:³⁴ ᵃ.ᵐ

»All X-Men to the War-Room. Immediately.«

The not so unfamiliar sound of an alarm echoed through the school in the middle of the night to wake up the X-Men.

Y/N lifted her head up after the alarm repeated itself and stood up with a grown. As much as she would love to stay in bed and keep sleeping, she had job to do now.

Or more like probably, because sometimes the professor wakes the whole team up just to see how fast they'd react.

She put on the nearest leggings, which were just some simple black ones, figured out how to put on her bra with still a t-shirt on and grabbed her grey sweatshirt-jacket, because it can be cold sometimes down there.

On her way to the War-Room, she came across a certain thief she had lied her eyes upon some time ago. But what she didn't know was that the feeling was mutual.

The Cajun and her met each other before they became X-Men, due them both being exceptional thieves and having the same targets. They eventually teamed up, one being able to blow things up with a single touch and the other one being able to turn stuff into dust, as well just with a single touch.

Most of the X-Men gathered in the War-Room all with look on their face like they could still remember their dreams.

The last one to arrive was the man himself who started the alarm; professor Charles Xavier, leader of the X-Men.

»I am truly sorry for interrupting your need and well deserved sleep for just a training.«

You could hear The Wolverine growl.

»You can go back to sleep now, all of you arrived just in time.« And then he went out of the War-Room like he didn't just wake us up after a long exhausting day.

»Going back to sleep, my ass« Y/N muttered under her breath and went to the kitchen to grab an energy.

Because something not many know is, the moment you hear the sound of these serenes, all kinds of scenarios go through your head. Whether its the school being on fire for the 79210 time or another crazy villain on their way to kill humanity or whatever. Just simply going back to bed after this rush of adrenaline is nearly impossible.

»Why didn't ya' go back ta' bed, chere? I'm sure you could need some sleep.« Gambit asked while stepping into the kitchen.

»Still asking questions you already know the answers to?« Y/N asked with a bit of sarcasm and turned her head into his direction and saw how he grabbed a bottle of water.

»Actually...« he started to say while sitting down in front of her »... der' is one question ah' have no answer for.«

»And that would be?« She asked curiously.

»Promise nothings' gonna' be weird after that.«

Y/N just nodded which was enough of a response for Remy.

»I've been thinking-« he started but stopped when he saw how Y/N started to raise a brow »ah' didn't even start.«

»Yeah didn't like the part of you thinking, but go on.« She told him sarcastically with grin on her face which made him smile.

»I've been thinkin' we know each other for a long time now and ah' was wondering if, this gon' sound stupid but its still important, do ya' like Star Wars?«

'He's kidding, right' Y/N thought.

»Yeah, of course. Who doesn't?« She overplayed her disappointment.

» Ah great, so ya' wanna watch a movie before da' rest of da' school wakes up?«

»Yesssss«

###

After ten minutes of discussing wether they should watch a prequel or original movie they finally agreed on prequel.

The not really sneaky, but still sneaky person gambit is, he only took one blanket, because he had a plan B which has to work, because he already messed up plan A. He was about to tell Y/N that he has strong feelings for her, but instead he decided to ask a stupid question.

In just the first 30 minutes in, they already started to become closer, until the Cajun man felt the weight of Y/N head laying on his chest.

He looked down to see a peaceful sleeping

Y/N. He tried to enjoy the moment, but got interrupted by him falling asleep as well.

Moments later the youngest of the group, Jubilee, happened to catch this moment and didn't hesitate to take a picture.

###

ᴡᴀɴɴᴀʙᴇ ᴍʏꜱᴛɪQᴜᴇ

ᴶᵘᵇⁱˡᵉᵉ:

You owe me 10$

*picture*

ᴹᵒʳᵖʰ:

😑

#remy lebeau #gambit #xmen #x men comics #comics #marvel #remy lebeau x reader #remylebeau xmen #xmentheanimatedseries #remylebeauoneshot

[fire-water-grass-core]

Grass types.

( @lurantis-legends )

Thank you very much for this one! It really was a lot of fun to make this team! Before i go over it, i should mention that, as part of the Striaton City Gym, i am decently well versed in the different capabilities, strengths, weaknesses and common strategies with Grass Types. Considering this, i made this team with the goal in mind to try Pokémon i am not used to seeing and to try an uncommon strategy with one or two of them!

And of course this team is not made for highly competitive tournament battles, but instead focused to be something you might face in a late badge gym battle.

Now, since this is going to be a little longer, i will put a cut here, with the team below:

I started off with Ludicolo. It is a Pokémon that i do see and use frequently, i know, but it is the only Water and Grass type that is allowed by the league (to my knowledge? I am not perfect). (And, well, Lotad and Lombre do exist, but like i said i'm aiming for higher levels here). The set itself is also fairly standard considering this Ludicolo will not have any rain-support. Because of this, i chose the Choice Scarf and opted out of a Swift Swim set, and went for the heavy hitting moves of Hydro Pump and Leaf Storm. Giga Drain, well i am prejudiced here i think, but the move is just very reliable in my experience. Ice beam is of course a good coverage, especially againt Flying Types that could threaten the team.

Now, Scovillain is a pokémon i have not worked with, but i would like to. In addition, it is the only Pokémon (that i know of, of course) that has been designated both Grass and Fire type. So with this, we already have the Fire-Water-Grass-Core going!

The set is probably very unorthodox, but like i said i wanted to do something like that. A mixed set like this should work well enough with the Moody Ability, and Leftovers are just nice to have, especially on a wild card like this, with the possibility to just go and become a set up monster, making it difficult to chip down.

This Cradily set is more standard i think. We do not have one at the Gym though, so it would be new for me regardless. I am not sure what to tell you, other than that i think a defensive (and/or specially defensive) pokémon is always useful. And i continued the trend of it potentially becoming a serious threat with both Leech Seed and Ancient power. This is even more luck-based than Scovillain of course, but it is there.

This one is less luck based and instead just a curveball to throw at the opponent. A heavy hitting offensive Ferrothorn is definitely not the go-to strategy, but they can deal serious damage. I am still debating wether to give this Pokémon a Life Orb or a Choice Band. The reason for this is simply the option to go for the Explosion on a whim, which is more difficult to do with a Choice Band. On the other hand i am actually not a fan of the Life Orb because i do not want to chip myself down like this. Both items would work well enough i think.

Tropius is an outlier for myself and the goal i built the team with. We do have a Tropius at the Gym, his name is "Sepastian" (i do not know why he's spelled with a p, he was adopted from a shelter), and he battles with a similar set. However, i rarely battle with him. Regardless, this set is very annoying in the first place, but also important for the last Pokémon on the team. I do not know what to say except that you will have to be creative to get past this Tropius in a battle.

This shiftry is another minor wild card! Wind Rider is such an interesting ability, and it would be perfectly set up in combination with Tropius. Mirror Herb would definitely be a dangerous surprise if the battler (me, presumably) is doing correct assessments and predictions. I have thought a lot about the moves in particular, but Knock Off is just too useful, and the Sucker Punch Priority is very useful too. What i actually mean is the combination of Trailblaze and Power-Up Punch. They are somewhat weak moves, but they are boosting Shiftry even farther and if you do not have something to deal with this Pokémon fast, it will become a very dangerous threat.

link to the ask game

#olivia answers #pokeblogging #thanks for the ask :3

[crucipuzzled]

About Psychiatry stuff in SPYxFAMILY. Part 4

Part 1 / Part 2 /Part 3 About 10 minutes ago I took the exit exam for one of my Psychoanalysis postgraduate courses and I scored the highest grade. In order to commemorate this joyous ocassion for me, I decided to write an eyesore bring you the last part of this series of Psychiatry stuff in SPYxFAMILY.

I included a brief section of Bonuses to answer some small details that I didn't speak about before, and to cover some of the questions you've formulated over this series of analysis. I hope to fulfill your expectations.

Spoilers ahead!

9. The DSM

DSM stands for Diagnostic and Statistic Manual of Mental Disorders. It's an American handbook that contains descriptions of symptoms and the criteria to properly diagnose a mental health disorder. Its use is pretty much worldspread.

Interestingly, Psychiatrists barely use the DSM as they prefer the ICD-10 handbook. ICD stands for International Classification of Diseases, and it's a compilation of descriptions of every single disease known by modern Medicine. The diseases related to mental health are listed in the "F" codes of the ICD.

In short, DSM is mostly used by Psychologists for diagnostic purposes, while Psychiatrists, for that same purpose, tend to use the ICD because they are grounded in Medicine.

This doesn't stop a Psychiatrist for using the DSM as a reference, but the thing with diagnosis is that it needs to be codified, so your insurance company or the Public Health System can properly cover your treatment costs or whatever. So, another reason for why doctors prefer to stick to the ICD.

-Why do they have numbers like DSM-V and ICD-10?

Periodically, new classifications are made as the field of Medicine keeps doing clinical research and discovering new stuff; in consequence, the Manuals need to be updated.

Even when the DSM is for Psychologists, Psychiatrists play an important role updating it, hence why Fiona hands Loid a document pertaining changes in the DSM. But since she's also fake, well...

10. Concussive Therapy

Yor, please! That's confidential between my patients and me!

Severely disturbed psychiatric patients can be a handful. While most of them are peaceful and mean no harm to others at all, there's always a bunch of patients that get really agitated and violent, leaving you with no other option than physical restrain.

That's why, for good precaution, a Psychiatrist working in a Hospital should know at least one immobilization movement to restrain an agitated patient without harming him/her (hello Aikido). Not mandatory, but recommended if you're going to work in a Psychiatric ER. If that fails, there's always the rest of the staff to aid the doctor.

Of course, beating patients is a no-no. Then again, Loid is a fake Psychiatrist...

Bonus time!

Bonus 1: What if Anya goes to therapy?

For a spy, that would be the worst occurence ever. Even if we therapists don't read minds, we have our ways to get dangerously close to the truth, without you even realizing it. Bwa-ha-ha-ha!

It's much safer to keep being a good DILF dad.

Bonus 2: What about the lab coat?

In a Hospital, Psychiatrists need to be recognized as doctors and distinguish themselves from other professionals, because their role and the authority given to them is pretty different from every other healthcare professional. This is specially useful when working in a Psychiatric ER. A lab coat meets this purpose.

But if you work in the Ambulatory Care Unit you can simply switch to a cardigan or, even better, the beloved tweed jacket. Or a tweed jacket with elbow patches over a cardigan. That's an overkill.

Just listen to the good Dr. Glaucomflecken!

Bonus 3: What about Loid's research?

If he can't reveal much of his research, then Loid's doing clinical research. In simple words: he's working with patients's data, wether quantitative or qualitative. Whenever a patient's personal info is involved, confidentiality is a must.

Out of all medical specialties, Psychiatry is the most philosophical and the easiest to fake and can do quite a lot of non-clinical research.

Then again, he's a fake Psychiatrist...

Bonus 4: Are Donovan Desmond's head scars a product of a lobotomy?

If your surgical target is the frontal lobe, it doesn't make sense that the scars are in the temporal skullbone (the sides of the head).

Standard lobotomy made an incision in the frontal bone of the skull, the top of the head. And frontal lobotomy didn't leave any scars. So, no lobotomy, guys.

Also, why would he need a lobotomy, in the first place? Only if he had a mental condition characterized by uncontrollable agitation, like some types of Schizophrenia, Epilepsy or OCD. And after a lobotomy, he definitely wouldn't have been able to talk to Loid and Damian without any issues, like he did.

I already ruled out the possibility of him being psychotic. Now, he could have other serious mental illnesses like those I just mentioned but I lack data to properly hypothetize a diagnosis.

That said, in terms of psychic structure (which is not the same as having a mental illness or a type of personality), he gives me the impression of an obsessive neurotic. But he could be a perverse, like Yuri Briar. Only Endo will tell.

Judging only by his head scars and where they're located, I can think of 2 surgical interventions with therapeutic ends:

Temporal lobectomy, to treat some cases of Epilepsy

Brain tumor removal

The other option is that he somehow got a grievous wound on his head and received sutures, not a neurosurgery. He lived a war, after all.

I'm with that portion of the fandom that go by the theory of Donovan being a product of human experimentation, wether forcibly or by his own volition as to buff himself up somehow rather than meeting a therapeutic purpose.

But, given that SxF has presented us to an incoherent universe in which Yor tells her coworkers she forgot to tell her brother about her marriage after, supposedly, AN ENTIRE YEAR and THEY DON'T CALL THE SSS ON THE SPOT, everything is possible. Rendering everything I've written so far absolutely worthless. It was fun, regardless.

Don't overthink it! Here, have a silly Anya chapter.

And that's it for this sort of analysis or rather boring everybody to death of Psychiatric stuff in the SPYxFAMILY series. If anything interesting comes up in the next episodes, if I have enough time like I do nowadays not that I like it, I need a job I'll try to write about it.

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[burningbread]

P3 Lore-cations

(Will contain Persona 3 spoilers)

Ok, ok, I know this may be common knowledge at this point, but I’m still reeling from the amazing amounts of lore hidden in P3’s geography and I just HAVE to talk about it.

So first of all, let’s talk about Iwatodai and Tatsumi Port island. These are fictional locations of course, but things happened and I found myself looking up on wether they had any real life equivalents. So well, do they? Well, here’s where it get a little complicated. First of all, Moonlight Bridge and Iwatodai Station in the game are said to be based off real world locations Rainbow Bridge and Shinbashi Station. This should place P3 somewhere here:

And yea, that mostly checks out geographically. However, personally I’ll like to think that Persona 3’s Iwatodai and Port island are also partly based off a different location, the city of Kobe:

Partly because the shape of the P3 map (pictured below) personally looks to be the shapes of these 2 locations mashed together, and also because as you can see from the photo of Kobe above, Tatsumi Port island is likely based off a real world location named “Port Island”, which is located near Kobe.

Now, all of that is already really interesting in and of itself, but here’s the real kicker and another part of why I believe that Persona 3’s Iwatodai and Port island are partially based of Kobe.

Kobe is written as 神戸 in Japanese kanji. When the kanji are separated, 神 translates to god, and 戸 to door.

This means that 神戸 could be technically translated as “Door God”. Sounds familiar?

It’s not like the persona 3 protag becomes half a god and turns into a door stop the end of the world or something… right?

Yep, it looks like poor Minato has been destined to be a door as soon as he Stepped foot into Iwadotai. Speaking of which, Iwatodai is written as “巌戸台” in Japanese kanji, and that second kanji should look very familiar to you as of now.

Also, here’s another fun fact about P3’s geography. The rainbow bridge is located in a part of Japan literally named “Minato”. Yes, I know Makoto is technically the more canon name? It still doesn’t deny the fact that “Minato” is technically still a canon name for the P3 protag, even if it has been cast aside for a while and never actually used in a game. Heck even “Sakuya” is technically canon all things considered, but I digress. Either way, it’s Funny that the Moonlight Bridge’s real world equivalent is located in a place named “Minato”.

Also, speaking of Moonlight bridge (aka Rainbow Bridge irl). The persona 3 protag crosses the Rainbow Bridge and meets death (sealed within him) on the other side? Yea, you can’t tell me that entire backstory was a coincidence.

#This entire post is brought to you by me pointing crazily at a cork board #also fun fact 戸 is actually pronounced as “to” #and you know #how both Minato and Makoto have a “to” in their name? #that is a major stretch but I still like the idea of it #so I’m dumping it here #hehe door-kun go brrr #full moon tonight too let’s gooo #persona 3 #p3 #p3r #persona 3 reload #persona 3 fes #persona 3 the answer #persona series #minato arisato #makoto yuki #p3 protagonist #p3 protag #p3 lore #p3 geography #door-kun #persona 3 spoilers

[thenetoar]

Exciting news. I’ve delivered the second project successfully 🙌🏻.

I’m very happy. It has been hard. At first, I thought I would be easier than the previous project as I had learnt a lot in the first project about routes, decorators, paths, etc. Oh my God, I was wrong.

This time the project was split in backend and frontend, what makes sense, for sure. But I’m not an expert in frontend so to start I was struggling to send the data properly.

Unfortunately they didn’t explain well the project and I hadn’t full information of how the webpage I had to built worked. Often, when you have to do this kind of projects where you have to complete some functionalities they do a brief demo of the final solution so you can make up your mind and see how it should work in the end. That wasn’t the case this time.

It just made it more difficult to follow. They recommend start doing the backend at the beginning and test it in the terminal using CURL.

Well, following that instruction I did it has I was said. But when I tried to join it with the frontend, for nobody surprise, it didn’t work.

There were bugs to fix in the frontend before it started to work. That was annoying because that wasn’t part of the course and required an experienced person to help.

In the end, I could implement everything, do the needed fixes in the original code and push it to GitHub successfully.

But there was another part to do as part of the course. It was very interesting for me as it was something I heard a lot and I’ve never could apply it in my job. This is nothing but test your code by coding.

I always test my code, of course. But I do it by testing the final result and document it in somewhere: jira, excel, any specific file… but never using a code to test. I usually write the septs I follow and also the result wether it is the expected or not.

That blew my mind. It is very useful! I really liked it even though I got some unexpected errors in the meantime that I needed to solve before doing the proper test and check the result.

To sum up my experience in this second project:

Positive things:

- I tested my code by coding. I liked this way of working a lot.

- I customised, with some mentor help, the VSCode properly to run the tests and debug my code.

- I installed a theme for the terminal that helps me a lot to read the errors and everything inside.

- I applied my previous learning with databases, Flask and Python.

- I learnt how to identify when an error is in the frontend or in the backend.

- I used a little bit of JavaScript to fix the frontend bugs.

Not that positive things:

- I felt stressed and powerless a lot during the project. The course content wasn’t aligned with what they requested in the final checklist. This bad feeling was bigger as I really enjoyed the videos and explanations. Before starting I felt well prepared to start coding and in the end that wasn’t true.

- The effort was bigger than expected. It took a lot of hours to finish and deliver the project.

- I faced issues when uploading the repo to GitHub. In this case, it as totally my fault because I did it wrong from the beginning when I clone the repo.

Well, three more projects left!

Actually, I have to start the third project this week. I already finished watching the videos and I guess I’m ready to start coding. Let’s see how it goes this time. I’ll back here to share my conclusions.

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