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foxgonyoom · 4 months

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If whoever is behind the Jade Emperor's death is trying to cause the world to spiral into chaos, I think Nezha is the next one on their list, and here's why:

(My theory located below, condensed into occasionally colored bullet points, and with pictures! So you don't get bored :>)

Let’s take a look at these pictures:

Here, in this picture, we get to see all of Heaven’s generals gathered to stop Azure’s rebellion in its tracks.

Now look at this second picture. In it, Nezha and Red Son are the only discernible figures standing out from the crowd of Celestial Soldiers. Which to me, points to one thing:

Nezha is the only (or at least most prominent) general left in Heaven. Meaning before the Jade Emperor’s death, he and the Jade Emperor were just about the only ones running the show. Why are they the only ones left? Well there are a few reasons, but they basically all boil down to:

Most of the really important Celestials left

Allow me to provide my evidence by listing several examples we've witnessed in-show via the following bullet points:

Erlang was nowhere to be found during Azure’s second rebellion, implying that he isn’t present in the Celestial Realm (I heard somewhere that he lives in a mountain in the Mortal Realm and doesn't interfere with Celestial Realm business unless asked by the JE himself, though I'm not sure if that's true or not. Regardless, he doesn't seem to be present in Heaven nonetheless).

Iron Fan left the Celestial Realm to be with DBK

Similarly, Kui Mulang sacrificed his position in the Celestial Realm for love as well

Azure Lion, Peng, and Yellow-Tusk are all former Celestials who decided to rebel against the Jade Emperor, getting them kicked out of Heaven

Considering how many instances of Celestials abandoning their duties in the Celestial Realm (or just being kicked out in the Brotherhood's case) we’ve seen in the show, it’s not too far-fetched to imagine that many other unmentioned Celestials also followed suit, until the Celestial Realm became absurdly understaffed.

I think the Jade Emperor and Nezha being basically the only brain cells in charge could also explain a few things as well:

The Celestial Realm’s overall absence from mortal affairs

If the only people in charge were the JE and Nezha (who was also busy guarding an incredibly important world-destroying artifact, the map to the Samadhi Fire), it would make sense why the Celestial Realm wasn’t getting very involved with the Mortal Realm. They were too busy keeping the realm up and running to interfere with mortals.

Nezha’s personality shift from his mischievous, caution-to-the-wind, “LET-ME-AT-’IM!!!” attitude in the book to his responsible, frustrated, “Don’t-poke-a-fucking-fork-in-the-socket” personality in the show

If Nezha had to take on more and more responsibility in the Celestial Realm (what with having to help keep it running and guarding the map of the Samadhi Fire), his personality would likely shift as a result, turning into the personality presented in the show today.

(That’s also another parallel between him and MK, that is being forced to take on a larger role in the world by forces outside of their control, when they’d really rather not).

Nezha wanting to fight Azure to the death

While the main reason for Nezha’s stubbornness seems to be that Azure becoming the new Jade Emperor was a big no-no, it could also be that deep down he knew if the Jade Emperor fell, and Azure couldn’t handle the JE’s power, then the responsibility of keeping the realm together would fall to him. A responsibility he wasn’t ready for.

I’m not as certain about this, however, and it could easily just be a personality thing + Nezha knowing the possible consequences of if Azure failed to keep control of the Emperor’s power.

Why there were only two magic dog statues guarding the Jade Emperor's throne room in Revenge of the Spider Queen (and really just the Celestial Realm's lackluster security overall. Seriously even Jin & Yin robbed the place with seemingly little to no trouble)

If Nezha and JE were basically the only ones in charge, it could explain the poor security in the Celestial Realm. It's not that they're bad at security or anything, don't get me wrong, they're just spread too thin, and have a lot of other things to focus on besides making sure people don't rob them.

My friend suggested this as a possible consequence of a low staffed Celestial Realm when I told them about this theory, and I agree with their idea.

Now here’s the fun part: What Nezha disappearing could cause, because oh boy would it cause a lot! Here’s some possible consequences of Nezha getting poofed:

Celestial Realm on fire

With their basically last leader gone, the Celestial Realm would likely erupt into chaos, which could in and of itself lead to half of the things on this list.

Meeting Erlang

If Nezha disappeared, then the Celestial Realm might end up calling up old generals to help ease the chaos, such as Erlang Shen and Princess Iron Fan. Heck, this might happen even without Nezha disappearing into thin air, considering how much work he’d be swamped with.

Red Son getting some screen time

This might seem a bit arbitrary, but it builds off my last point, because if Iron Fan gets called up to do damage control on the Celestial Realm as a result of Nezha going missing, Red Son would probably take a more active role in the plot.

We’ve seen how he’s basically been recognized as a part of the Monkie Crew now, and we also know that he cares about Nezha, so it's not hard to imagine he'd want to help track down where the missing prince vanished to. Thus, this might be an opportunity for Red Son fans to get their win.

The overarching plot (as well as episodic plots) of season 5

With a Celestial Realm in chaos because nobody’s around to manage it, some demons, animals and artifacts which were being guarded in the Celestial Realm might get loose, requiring our heroes to get them under control before they can cause too much carnage.

This could offer a chance to at least semi-return to our original monster-of-the-week format, albeit with each episode being a bit more connected this time, and there still being an overarching plot (AKA, Operation: Where the Fuck is Nezha).

(And if you're wondering why I also mentioned Celestial animals, in the book, the Goldfish Demon was originally Guan Yin's pet goldfish, who had escaped it's pond and started causing havoc, and the Rhino King originally was a bull(?) that belonged to Lao Tzu, so animals escaping and causing havoc is all too possible)

Obligatory “The gamemaster would gain hold of the Big J’s power”

Probably the first reason that sprang to y’alls minds when I said Nezha was next on the chopping block, but I’ve saved it for last so that you read to the end (hehe I'm so mischievous). Yes, if Nezha gets kidnapped, then the one pulling all the strings behind this would effectively have the JE’s power in their possession.

This is, of course, assuming Nezha doesn’t manage to sneakily teleport it to someone before he gets captured, although it’s possible that wouldn’t keep the JE’s power from our dear gamemaster for very long.

Now, for my final statement, I’d like to turn your eyes to the last scene of the Monkie Crew and the Monkey King in the S4 special.

Here, Monkey King says that whatever our dear gamemaster has planned, the Monkie Crew can handle it. Together. It then cuts to a shot consisting of the entire Monkie Crew, before shifting to the final segment of the episode.

But

Look at this scene.

Look at who’s missing.

In this scene, we can see the entirety of the Monkie Crew. We can see the original 5 members, we can see Monkey King, we can see Macaque, even Red Son is effectively a part of the gang now. Everyone is here.

Everyone except Nezha.

Nezha is not yet recognized as a part of the Monkie Crew.

He’s still all on his own up in the Celestial Realm, trying to hold everything together. The only thing holding everything together.

The gamemaster knows the Monkie Crew can handle their schemes.

So they’re not going for the Monkie Crew.

They’re going for Nezha.

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sumakha · 1 year

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another NEW OC (but not really i made this guy 3 years ago) ALERT!!! everyone please welcome surissesh. or dont because he sucks (read below the cut to find out why!)

surissesh is the royal advisor for king iunekitann of annoshik, and part of the story i mentioned here. currently hes... kind of a one-note character, just some megalomaniac who wants power for power's sake and double-crosses everyone he works with in order to ascend to the throne. i will probably add more Meat to him character-wise later on though, since he is the main villain.

however he is not the only new character here as you can see. on the left scene in the second pic we have keyopha, the leader of iuraph. she recruited surissesh to assassinate king iunekitann, then manipulate his son kontekitann into giving control of gnemmia to iuraph. gnemmia has a lot of fertile land and a mountain range with a LOT of magic crystals growing inside it, so the three major powers of sumakha (annoshik, iuraph, and janggok) all want control over it. she gave surissesh the magic weapon he's brandishing in the first pic in order to kill the king and threaten the rest of the royal family/staff into compliance, while also having one of her own men follow surissesh to make sure that if he used the weapon for his own gain, he would be killed on the spot. unfortunately for her, surissesh isn't an idiot, and by the time he Does start using the weapon for himself, keyopha's men are already dealt with.

gnemmia is a highly sought-after territory... with people already living there, who don't like being occupied. the rebel group (whose individual members don't have names yet bc these are even OLDER ocs that i rebooted so they need to be reworked) were mostly dedicated to taking out annoshiki outposts in gnemmia one-by-one until they started working with surisessh. their plan was to have surisessh help them get into the palace to assassinate the king, then kill him immediately and occupy the palace themselves as part of freeing gnemmia. right when their assassin (the ketvidae in the pic) has finished killing the king, he turns his blade on surissesh, but surissesh reveals keyopha's weapon and completely blasts his head off. while the rebels did plan for surissesh fighting back, they hadn't planned for him having a weapon of this caliber, leaving them scrambling for a new strategy.

while surissesh could have likely risen to power just through intimidation, he justifies his uprising by claiming to be an agent of kennemikannosh, the patron deity of annoshik. i will probably make a different lore post about kennemikannosh in the future, but for now, all you need to know is that it looks like this ⬇️ and that annoshik is a divine monarchy, so surissesh's claim of being a prophet is taken seriously.

OKAY that's all the lore i really want to write out today. after finals (or as a break from studying for them LOL) i will finally do a bullet point outline of this story so its not all in my brain. and i'll see if i can actually figure out a name for it. also shoutout to my flight rising dragon ghirahim (and also the original ghirahim from loz skyward sword) he was a big inspiration for surissesh's design :-)

#art #furry #fantasy #surissesh #keyopha #(rebels will be added to tags once i figure out their names)#pemadae #homidae #bumidae #atridae #ketvidae #untitled eki story

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emiko-rp · 2 years

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Unlocked (Closed RP with moonsmultimusings)

It was raining. It had been raining all day, and it was going to keep raining well into tomorrow.

Droplets streaked across the large windows of the school, made ripples in the courtyard’s fountain, and splashed against the weathered cobblestones. It was kind of beautiful. The colors of autumn foliage dimly lit by the sun hiding in a gloomy sky.

Second year Ouran Academy student Emiko Kobayashi was not thrilled.

It was not that she hated rain, per se, but she definitely did not consider herself to be a fan. “Kazuo’s insane,” she mumbled to herself from under the safety of her umbrella. Kazuo, Emiko’s older brother, had once mentioned to her that this was his favorite weather; doom and gloom and all. She could not disagree more as the heel of her shoe skimmed across another puddle. It was cold, and inconvenient, and who wants to be just a little bit damp all day anyway?

Regardless of her distaste, she continued her trek across campus, back to one of the main buildings. Her last class of the day was located on the opposite side of the school’s large campus, far from the library she was headed to. While she couldn’t wait out the storm entirely, she could hide away for a little bit as she built her courage to make her way home in it.

Emiko was ready to tuck herself away in the back of the warm library with a book she had been dying to finish, maybe even get a head start on the mountain of homework that had been assigned. She crossed the courtyard, entered the school, and made her way through the nearly empty, maze-like hallways inside. There never were many people willing to lag behind after school let out on Fridays. Throughout the week there were often students milling about, catching up with friends, meeting up for group projects, heading to club meetings together. There were only ever a few on Fridays, though. While Emiko enjoyed the typical hustle and bustle of the school hallways, hearing her peers laugh and chatter with their friends, she also did not mind the quiet.

When Emiko made it to the end of the hallway, she made her way up the stairs and turned left, closed umbrella dripping on the floor as she went. Now at the library’s entrance, she pushed the large, heavy wooden door open. Only, it did not budge. A loud clank rang out across the echo-y hallway as the latch of the lock hit the frame. She tried again. Clank.

“What the…” Emiko said under her breath. As she took a step back, a white sheet of paper taped to the door caught her attention. It was a sign. How had she missed it before?

Attention Ouran Academy faculty, staff, and students,

The library will be closed today for maintenance. We apologize for any inconvenience.

Emiko stared at the paper blankly for a moment. What was she supposed to do now? She sure as well wasn’t going back outside just yet. Maybe there was somewhere else that was open? She racked her brain to come up with something. At 4pm on a Friday, most classrooms would be locked for the weekend. But surely there had to be something.

She hummed to herself as she turned away from the doors and weighed her options. She looked to her right, the direction she had came from. Emiko didn’t see much on her way up here, just a few admin offices that would most definitely be locked as well. She scrunched up her face and looked left. If she called correctly, there were a few rooms at the end of the hall that were often used by clubs. Maybe there was something open down there?

Emiko cautiously started walking in that direction, trying a few doors as she went.

She tried a classroom door. Clank.

Another. Clank.

Then another. Clank.

Emiko groaned in frustration. Were there seriously no open rooms? Had everyone already gone home? She debated calling it quits and just calling her brother to come pick her up as she reached the last few rooms on the floor.

She came to another door. It looked the same as the one to the library and every other door in the building, and it was certainly just as heavy. She twisted the handle and pushed, bracing for the infuriating clank, but it never came. Relief washed over her as she pushed the door all the way open.

“Thank god,” Emiko huffed. “Are we just locking every door to spite me now, or wha—Oh.”

She stopped in her tracks, standing in the door way as she was confronted by a boy sitting alone at a table to the right of her on the other side of the room. He looked to be alone now, but there were signs that he had company not long before she had arrived. A few teacups were left on the opposite end of the table looking freshly washed, and some papers strewn about.

Emiko peaked her head back out the room, trying to find a sign saying the room at been reserved or something. There was nothing. She turned her attention back to the boy to apologize.

“Um, I’m sorry,” she said, getting ready to leave and close the door behind her. Her cheeks tinted pink with embarrassment over having barged in on a stranger. “I didn’t think there would be anyone in here. Should’ve knocked first. I’ll leave you be.”

@moonsmultimusings

#I dont usually write this much #You certainly dont have to #Moon #Thread

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randomkposts · 7 months

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Usually I post something UD around Canadian Elections, which sometimes is around Canadian Thanksgiving. It being October again had me think of it.

I have written down varied notes in places for a possible Josh Time Loop fic. These are some of the ones I had in google docs.

Putting them here in hopes that reading them again might spark something down the line. Or maybe it will inspire someone else to write it.

Personally, I think the hardest people to write a time loop fic for, are Mike, Sam, and Josh. Josh for being a plot setter, Mike for being the most in the loop and active, and Sam for being mostly out of the monster clueline until the end, which is why she needed the obvious hints of the grave and diary to connext it to Hannah. Which could be intresting, except she has the most plot armor. So its hard to find a good place to loop... Although Josh messing up and ODing her has possiblities, it is also very bad for their relationship.

I have written a mike TT, which was short, and seen a good one by someone else. Actually, I mention a UD TT fics in my Emily TT for every chapter she dies in but the first.

I'll post links at the bottom. In the meantime, on to Josh!

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Josh on a time loop, and other UD theory stuff

saw a theory, that makes sense to me. The theory was that players couldn't save Josh, not directly because of karma from the prank or anything, but because he killed animals on the mountain. The pigs that he used in the prank. Most instances of Characters messing with nature on the mountain lead to nature retaliating. Jessica accidentally hits and kills a bird in a snowball fight, and almost has to dodge icicles not long after. Matt is loud and angry around a herd of moose, and can get kicked off a cliff. There are some exceptions, such as Chris shooting the squirrel and sam getting attacked, but overall it seems to follow that pattern. Josh killed several pigs to get the ingredients for his prank, and nature retaliated.

The prank can be reworked to avoid killing any pigs, just take out faking his death, And leaving a pigs head for Matt and Emily to find. The bit with the guns could still work. Sam's bath takes somewhere between 2-3 hours, If I have my math right. I'd also probably swap victims, and send Emily and Matt to the cabin (Emily is the likeliest one to call the police), Have Jess and Mike be the main targets of the prank (Jess is now a believer of ghosts, for story), and lock Chris and Ashley in a room escape room style (sure they may get claustrophobia, but thats way less traumatic then cannon). Nothing happened to Matt and Emily (they were faster then Mike and Jess), but thats what part two is for, I guess. Don't know what it would be though.

Matt surviving could make things more wild, as a Matt who didn't encounter wendigo's before meeting Jess, can warn her about the Psycho. Who he heard about, but never saw. So picture Matt and Jess escaping the mines together, and concluding everything happened because of the psycho. They describe Wendigo's to the police, because they never saw the psycho in person, and everyone who did and all other evidence is gone in the blaze.

In seriousness, I would like to write about Jess post game, but I would probably focus on recovering from the Coma, and the associated brain damage. Because real life, being unconscious that long would give her all sorts of brain damage. The longer the coma, the poorer chance of recovery, so after several hours, she was lucky to wake up at all, let alone be coordinated enough to escape, especially when paired with her physical injuries. So, I want to play that more realistic. I might have Matt and Emily survive, too, so she has a support network, and other people to the the story. Particularly interesting if Matt and Emily are at odds after the radio tower, but keeping their friendship with her.

I like Josh too. I saw a theory, that maybe sense to me for why you could not save him. It has nothing to do with his actions twords other people, and instead has to do with his actions twords nature. Nature punishes the protagonists for acting against it. Such as when Jess accidently kills a bird with a snowball, and almost dies to Icicles. Josh, to get the ingredients for his prank, killed several pigs. The only one who isn't directly impacted by that one is Chris, who killed nature, and Sam got hurt for it.

I like to think about theories. And I realise I forgot the biggest example of Matt acting agressively around the hoard of moose, and being kicked off a cliff (if the player failed the QTE's). The one possible death that had nothing to do with monster's. I didn't do any of that on my first playthrough, but on chapter select I tried out some stuff, on the way to my, 'everybody dies 'run. Except Wolfie, who I went out of the way to save.

Now, takeing out any animal death from Josh's prank, mostly means avoiding fakeing his death, and not hideing Emily's bag to have them encounter a pigs head. That we see, anyway. The monsters derailed anything else we might have seen of it. So we can still have ghosts, and fake killer, and shoot yourself, or your girl scenario. Except either the gun is unloaded, or Josh is past the point of careing if the blanks kill someone, so someone gets seriously injured as a result. Josh should know that blanks can kill. Now let's swap targets. Give Emily and Matt the key to the cottage after the fight, beacuse Emily is the one canoncially smart enough to call for help, and should be saved for later. Emily and Matt get to the cabin fine, beacuse they are nither looking for the bag, nor pranking eachother, and are unlikley to be kidnapped as Jess was. I think they would stay away from the door. Lock Ashley and in Chris in a room to either work out their feelings or bond over the development of claustrophobia. Their adventures will be like escape room. Sam, will be out of the picture, as her bath took somewhere between 2-3 hours if I am doing my math right. Focus the prank around Jessica and Mike. We will give Jessica some belif in the supernatural for this to work, as Cannon doesn't let us play her enough to say that she doesn't believe. Other nuances would be changed due to different intended victims, an I'm sure there would be more to the prank, but I can't say I would know what else to add, as I am not much one for pranking.

I think, that Hannah was in there, somewhat, enough to know her old friends, and have feelings on how she killed them, but it wasn't enough to save them long term. The three people who she felt strongest about, were the ones who lasted the longest. I am unsure what it meant about her feelings on Josh when she crushed his head, as she seems to collect heads (like Beth's) , as a sign that she had some care for them. Emily's head is not collected if she isn't killed by Mike, which may indicate she didn't intend to save it. I don't know if Mike and Sam's stomachs being hit, and a slow death was an indication of care, so much as it was an indication Hannah lost the battle against restraint to not kill them.

I agree he probably would have lived if he weren't worried about Chris. I do think that Hannah's different hunting style was a factor in his death, as Hannah kills differently from the other monsters, as seen by the strangers poor dead wolf in the Sanitoriom. Hannah goes for a direct kill, rather then the miner monsters. I'm not sure if it is beacuse her body is newer and stronger, of if it is beacuse she has an old monsters soul in her. Maybe it's a mix of both.

Fanfic time

Mike above

Emily below

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straightfacedstrangeness · 9 months

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Thoughts during and about DBZ: World’s Strongest because if I didn’t write them down my brain would explode

I always had it in my head that Dead Zone & World’s Strongest were some of the most “original” DBZ movies (since most of them are obvious retellings of specific arcs with slightly different villains) but like, watching them now it’s like, oh,

Dead Zone is the Piccolo Sagas (the son of Kami’s old rival comes back for revenge and is ultimately sealed away in a vessel at the bottom of the sea) with aspects of Pilaf (Garlic Jr’s design and English voice) and Raditz (villain kidnaps Gohan and Piccolo just happens to come to the rescue for his own reasons)

& World’s Strongest does have a lot of original elements, but it’s also clearly based on the Muscle Tower part of the Red Ribbon arc (building full of traps and mechanical and bioengineered villains in the middle of the snow, that one guy was just an uglier version of The Jiggler) plus some not-even-disguised Saibamen and a Pilaf arc callback to Oolong trying to steal someone’s wish…though I do wonder if this movie was an inspiration for the much-later Android/Cell Saga

Also, too lazy to take screencaps but both Sleeping Princess In Devil’s Castle & Dead Zone had sequences that STRONGLY reminded me of the Ralph Bakshi movie Wizards, and apparently both were directed by the same guy (Daisuke Nishio). I’d be curious to know if he was a Wizards fan or if both Wizards and the DB/Z movies were influenced by a different third thing

Since all the movies overtly contradict the canon timeline in different ways, making it unclear which canon events happened or not during the movie AUs, I love the vibe here that Goku and Chi-chi have just been raising Gohan quietly at home while Piccolo’s just some scary dude out in the woods that Gohan is obsessed with XD Like, Gohan daydreaming about ditching his studies to go see Piccolo, the way Chi-chi scolds him for spending time with Piccolo, and Goku clearly being a present father figure (VS canon Piccolo being Gohan’s substitute dad for 1-2 years), has big “that kid is a bad influence >:/ you shouldn’t play with him” energy. Love that Gohan’s first reaction on seeing him too is to run up for a hug :’) and to throw a tantrum when he sees Piccolo and his dad fighting each other

(Sidenote, as a kid watching DBZ there were basically just a couple throwaway lines about Piccolo being an enemy before he starts fighting with them against the main series bad guys, and I’d never read his DB story arcs, so I was always confused by these movies having side characters being scared of Piccolo or Piccolo trying to attack Goku. Like “What??? I thought you guys were friends?????”)

Also love that Oolong saw on the radar that someone was collecting the Dragon Balls and his first instinct wasn’t “oh crap, a bad guy must be doing bad things, I’d better tell my superhero friends,” it was “I’m gonna take a literal child with me to try and steal these things because he’s the only person I know who can punch good but can also be bullied into letting me have the wish” X’D Why is he so scared of “throw the baby at the mountain” Piccolo, they have so much in common, they’re both terrible babysitters. Also WHY is he again thinking about wishing for 1 single pair of ladies’ underwear, dude, there’s a magical place called a department store where you can just BUY one. I mean, thank god on every female character’s behalf that he’s too stupid to think of something more sinister, but dude, seriously XD (Listen, I love him and he’s generally OK around women after the Pilaf Saga, but he def doesn’t view women as people except sometimes when they’re women he knows, and he would def be tempted to make a gross or at least non-feminist wish if he ever thought of one)

Also it’s not like it’s a particularly original outfit—it’s just his Saiyan Saga outfit with sleeves, and THAT is just his end-of-the-Pilaf-Saga outfit with recolored pants—but amusing that the flashback to Oolong stealing the radar shows him in his Buu Saga outfit years before the Buu Saga

Also I LOVE the location designs in these movies maybe specifically cus they’re so not-Toriyama-like. Watching the original and reboot Broly movies back-to-back was so jarring, Toriyama’s Vegeta palace designs felt more “right” but the spooky vibes of the dimly lit twisty palace with big stained glass windows really got me

#dragon ball #rambling

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problemswithbooks · 2 years

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Is Dabi a good character and easy to relate to in your opinion? Do you also feel sympathy for him after his reveal?

I'd say his concept is good, but the execution was highly lacking and it makes him hard to relate to (at least for me).

To be honest I sympathized with him far more before we had the reveal and got his backstory. I will admit that Endeavor's redemption arc also played a role--not so much as I think that Enji did nothing wrong, but that when I saw him being set up for that kind of arc, I knew that a lot of the really over the top theories about Touya's death weren't going to be true (like Enji purposely burning him or forcing him to train until he died).

Yes, Touya was neglected and Enji did not help him in any meaningful way. Yet, at the same time it didn't come across as purposely malicious. His intent doesn't matter of course, but it comes across as very different from what happened to Shoto, who, although Enji trained, it was clear he was also taking his frustrations out on. It's a lot easier to understand how Enji could convince himself that cutting Touya off from the Hero world would help him, even if that includes not spending time with him and putting all the work on Rei. Meanwhile, his treatment of Shoto was no where near being simply training. It's clear he full on beat a four-year-old, which would take mountains of denial to blind yourself to the truth.

Hori also hasn't done Touya many favors by refusing to show him having any positive interactions with his family outside of Enji. He gets mad and snaps at Natsuo when he says he's tired, he tells Fuyumi that a girl could never understand him when she shows concern for his burns, when his siblings ask him to play he's clearly not having fun and instead glaring over at the training building, jealous of Shoto.

It's not that I don't get where his frustrations come from, but I really wish Hori had shown a mix of interactions. Maybe he snaps at Fuyumi, but doesn't at Natsuo. Maybe when he's playing with them he's happy, but then he hears noise form the training room and is pulled back into his negative emotions.

But to me the biggest thing that sapped all my sympathy for him was the reveal of what happened to him after he burned on the mountain. AfO/Ujiko being involved made sense even if I think it's a waste having them be involved in another main villain's backstory. But what really turned it from boring but believable to "I can't take this seriously” was Touya going back to his house. It was a string of convinces, and plot holes. Also, having Touya wake up and be desperate to see his family, but then 20 min later saying 'fuck 'em!' because his dad was still an asshole, continued to undermine the idea that Touya gives a shit about anyone but Enji.

And sure, on a fundamental level I feel bad for him. He didn't deserve what happened to him. His father and mother to a lesser extent failed him. But at the same time I don't feel that sympathy in my core--it's more that I logically get that what happened was bad. It’s kind of like when a story piles one bad thing after another on a character in rapid succession in a clear attempt to force the audience to feel sad for them, but it just feels forced. My brain is like, yes that is unfair and sad, but my heart just doesn’t feel anything.

To me Dabi is a wasted opportunity. He really could have been great--if you want any evidence of that just go read the many character analysis’s of him by the fans who love him. The way the describe him and view him, is the way I think he should have been written. My issue is that all that good stuff is either tiny nuggets hidden under a bunch of other stuff or even missing entirely. For a lot of people the shadow of what he could have ben and what little is there is enough and they love him to death. For me personally though, that’s not enough.

#I really liked Dabi when I first saw him #before I fixated on Stain he was my fav #but like with the rest of the LoV I think Hori dropped the ball #and they just don't live up to what they could have been #for some people that's fine #they can fill in the blanks how they want #and as long as their fav gets a happy end their okay with it #but I don't feel that way #i like happy endings #but more then that I want a coherent #well put together story

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incarnateirony · 2 months

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Do you take medication for mania? Or something similar. I'm concerned

Do you realize you're talking to a licensed psych worker that uses these skills professionally? That gets monthly mental health checks?

You fearing things is your problem.

Maybe you should go get my ex medicated I've been trying to drag off me on every level, the one that thought she was channeling a god by speaking anime jibberish. The lady that built a cult to me because she got all fucked up and thought I was Hermes, rather than understanding the first thing about metempsychosis or transmigration. The cult I'm fighting to get disbanded.

Go medicate those people.

Hate to break it to you guys, not all paths are spoopy crystal spitting, some actually lead somewhere, mine is with The God Of Psychology and that's what I do professionally. Mkay? Mkay. Shoo.

Like. Go argue with a therapist about Jung. Or go to princeton and yell at them about their related projects. Hey go yell at Stanford about the project my mom was in. And the CIA and DOD that work with them, go yell at the government too. This is clearly the licensed professional psych worker being nuts, and not being surrounded by mountains of frightened idiots wanting to tumblr politique their way out of everything.

The current conversation in question is me trying to explain to her, which apparently I motherfucking have to, that my brain is my brain, and her brain is her brain, and they are different brains and different family histories, and she got herself all fucked up trying to channel my 2009 hot topic jesus design of "hermes" I used to self explore and convincing other people about it.

The entire motherfuckin point is I grew up and got the answers, she's still stuck spitting on crystals and seeing the goddess in random cats rather than recognizing she's disassociating her own shit into random animals 24/7.

What's got you all fucked up is that normally degreed magi of this level keep our shit low key, cryptic at best, and generally off main, you don't get to see us losing our nut on profoundly addicted abusive stalker exes chasing them for 3 years and building funky cults to them and trying to tug on their brain. This is actually why she tried the "closed lodge" complaints even though she knew me 20 years and lived with me on-off for like six. She just drove the other way into channeling roleplay land, because Real Psychology Is Scawwy And Hard, and now she's eating consequences. And my cognitive dick, apparently.

This blog been here like eight years and only in the year of our lord 2024 have you guys gotten a whiff of this for a few months. Unlike her, my beliefs didn't randomly change day to day drastically. Evolved with understanding, but not changed. This is absolutely the same person everyone followed, I've just been harassed and stalked into this being the only means to speak for my liberty from this psychonaut.

I repeat. I and everything she was after walked out on her three years ago and she keeps trying to shove my proverbial water in her pot to fill the void instead of finding it in herself. Her even getting rid of me was running from the drawn boundaries at that time, and the hard work involved to face these issues, which she's made infinitely deeper since after grooming in newbies that don't know her 20 years of history. She's attached herself so far up my ass she got tricked into wasting half a year of her life in a furry porn server bugging an old friend of a friend to start shit to try to get at my business investor and game server. Deadass, it's over, we're not motherfucking doing this again, in this lifetime or the next.

And you know what? telling uneducated morons I do not fucking care about your opinion, I care about my protoges being hurt by her, and my legacy she's actively mutilating the works of, and my identity, a hundred times fucking more than keeping tame for you motherfuckers. Most liberating goddamn thing I've ever done.

No seriously deadass I work for one of the most major psych providers nationwide, and my tags at work have legit looked like @ Aaron Lord Mercury @ Aaron Lord Mercury @ Aaron Lord Mercury, Aaron why are you breaking things, we can't go a day around here without blaming Lord Mercury In The Microwave for something with how weird it's been. Okay? That's what the psych pros that are pulling people off bridges they're trying to jump off of say. Figure it the fuck out.

I've deadass had to correct my boss "I know you come from a long history of crisis intervention and psych-" "I mean, yes and no, I come from crisis core, I just studied this for 25 years alone." "You've... never done psychology work before?" "Not in this kind of professional capacity, no." "What? Your rates are above [essentially the people who have PHDs in it filling a resume spot], how?" "One Neat Trick." I have off-work DM boxes with my coworkers who have been following this shit, and protip, they don't think I'm nuts, because they know my Works, even if they knew it from the atheistic angle and are now questioning the alchemical one as real while she peels apart and denies it.

I'm surrounded by graded psych professionals at various capacities all day. I AM a psych professional. What you are encountering is a concept so far above your fucking head, you can't compute it without fear and concern trolling. If you'd like, my private rate is 60 dollars an hour and I can therapize you about that, but until fucking then, maybe you should grok that this shit is real. And the day you reach your psychic limit and consider ending things and dial out for help, it just may be me and this shit you don't understand guiding you back home. Shit, even if it's not me I've been asked to update the training for newbies because of what I do. So even if it's not me, it'll still be my works catching you or your loved ones. You're welcome.

Yeah guys, they keep asking me to apply to supervisor and I keep declining because I'd rather apply my Works to guiding and saving people directly since I have weirdly unique success for Some Reason, rather than approving people's breaks all day and sending suggestions mid-crisis on how to maybe help someone I'm not actually connected to.

You guys hear lately a lot of people passing out to a specific song, or being dragged in dream to a familiar place, where the warriors are fighting funny spectres matching the current real life plot threads, and the genuinely suicidal people are waking up with the "villain" slapping them with anti-self harm and anti-suicide books? IT'S YA BOI, 2009 HOT TOPIC JESUS SHE REFUSES TO MOVE ON FROM.

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Where's that music coming from?????

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weheirsofdurin · 4 months

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Beloved Glorfindel Part 1 of a 100000000000000000000

@lordofthegoldenflower

We do this RP on Discord, but it's also my main verse so..... here's part 1 out of over 100 pages.

Blue Mountains

“Lord Fili, there’s a caravan of elves nearing. It looks like they’ve been through battle recently. What would you have of us?” Fili stood on a balcony staring down towards the blurry people below, further away was an even blurrier blob, the caravan the guard spoke of. His eyesight was average for that of a dwarf, perhaps slightly better as some he knew wouldn’t have even been able to make out what he saw of the caravan.

Above it a golden blob waved in the air, likely a flag of some sort stating who the elves were or where they came from. It seems they somehow knew that his uncle was away, for no elves would dare come this close to their homes knowing who ruled here. His uncle Thorin was known for his hatred of elves, though few knew why anymore, not even him. But elves avoided the dwarves here and if they must communicate then they’d send one of the Men to do so. Uncle may have hated them, never wanting anything to do with them, but he was still kind enough to listen and if he deemed them worthy then he’d send help for them.

But Thorin was away, business with their cousin Dain of the Iron Hills, which meant he was in charge for now. Being an heir to his uncle meant that it was up to him to turn the elves away, send their people to help if need be, or just ignore them. “Let them come, but nay past the foothills within shooting sight. Assign more guards until we ken what is going on. If they bring enemies we will battle but we seek not their foes. Allow them to set up camp, burn or bury their dead, and aid their injured. Once they are settled then I will see to them.”

The guard bowed and turned away, rushing to do as bade. “Is that wise, Nadad? Irak’adad would never allow them that close.”

“I am not uncle. I do nay trust them to let them enter, but I will not condemn them to death if their foes are still near.” Fili glanced at his brother who was sitting on the railing around the balcony, he too watched the slowly growing closer caravan. There was the hit of a smirk on his brother’s lips and he knew that Kili teased him and wasn’t serious in his goading. “Careful there, Nadadith, or I may be tempted to push you off.”

Both glanced directly down rather than out, hundred or so feet below was a jagged area of rock that would surely mean death for any that fell upon it. The last line of defense if their home could not be defended past it. Any enemy would struggle to get to the mouth of their very small mountainous home. Those in the town further down could make it to hidden entrances, but the one enemies would aim for was protected. “Ye would nay dare, mother would throttle ye afore ye could seriously consider it.”

Both began to laugh then and Fili shook his head before turning away, he saw dwarves riding ponies out to the caravan now and he decided he should clean up and dress for the occasion, best not to let the elves think dwarves were anything less than royalty.

.~::~.

It had been a few hours since Fili had seen the caravan, he figured it had been long enough to settle in and that he would be good to check on them now. Dual blades attached to the back of his robe, and afew* knives hidden elsewhere, he felt safe enough. Of course his brother and the guards thought otherwise so he allowed them to follow as they wished. “Kili, find others to bother, I will do the talking.”

“Shouldn’t the brains do that?”

“Aye, but that’s all ye have going for you. I have both at least.” Fili gave his brother a nudge towards a few dark haired elves that were sat around a fire. “Ye should chat the lasses up, learn from them and report back, aye?” Kili grunted then broke off with two of four guards following him. “Ye two, hang back, we do nay want to seem threatening, rather we need to make ‘em think we are being helpful.” The guard slowed to let him walk ahead of them and as he got to an elf who stood, looking less like they were standing, but more teetering. Dried blood coated their hair, turning it a strawberry shade rather than what he assumed was a golden blonde.

When the elf looked down to him he was awestruck by the elves striking blue eyes. He felt his breath being taken away, never had he seen such blue eyes nor any surrounded by such dark beths that made him feel as if he were about to fall into the depths of Moria. “My lass,” his breath was airy as she had stolen it all from him. Swallowing hard he reached out, “ye still bleed. I gave ye the time to tend to the wounded yet ye tended not to yersel

lordofthegoldenflower

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Luck had not been cooperating with Glorfindel lately. Word had arrived at Imladris of orc activity in near the Blue Mountains, but as there were no certain details, only tales from travelers. It was enough to send a patrol to investigate, and he had, of course, volunteered to lead the warriors.

And find the orcs they had. In fact, the stories had vastly underestimated the amount of the enemy in the area, leaving them to fight for their lives when they had been expecting naught more than a quick clean up. None of them escaped the skirmish without injury, and they were left battered and exhausted, not entirely sure where exactly they were though they had to be near the Dwarven territories. Perhaps they could take refuge with them while they patched themselves up.

Thankfully they were given permission to make camp and he oversaw everyone else get their wounds washed and bandaged, ignoring his own needs for theirs. He was beginning to feel the effects of this choice when dwarves arrived and he tried to hid the dizziness he was beginning to feel, which became easier when he was addressed as a lass.

Perhaps it was his hair. He offered the dwarf a bit of a smile, noting the soft looking mane of hair that reminded him of a lion, and the kind gentleness in his voice. "There were those who needed tending more than I," he answered simply. "May I offer you the hospitality of our fire? I fear our fare may not be as fine as you will find in your own halls, but our wine is good and food filling. It is the least we can offer in return for the kindness shown to us."

WeHeirsOf Durin

- She offered to tend to him, to see to his needs, brushing off his inquiry about her own faring. “Nay, lass. If I can see ye need tending, then tending ye need. Others have been tended to and now ye offer to tend me yet I was nay the one in battle, I am ney the one bleeding.” He tugged a warm hand away from her to show the fresh blood that coated his palm from having grabbed hers before.

With a sharp tug he forced her to kneel then a gentle shove caused her to sit, allowing him to stand about as tall as she was now. “Do nay fear, I will nay be peeking at yer fair skin, but checking the wound under yer shredded top.” The leather jerkin was barely holding on and under it a blood soaked shirt hugged her frame. It was easy to tug a knife free and cut the rest of the leather top ‘s final shreds, and then he carefully moved the shirt to reveal pale skin dyed red. “Lass, this is nay a simple wound. Tis shredded and,” his fingers traced the skin feather lightly, “tis chilled to the touch. Ye need to be sewn up.” Tugging a water skin from his hip he pupped the top with his teeth and dribbled it over her shoulder, clearing the wound or as much as he could to be able to see it clearly, even as more blood flowed free.

“Come, lass, come into the safety of the mountains so a heeler may take care of yer wound. Ye have four guards with yer band, my brother too, and a sentry of them above watching out fer yers. ‘Twill be safe fer them, but nay for long if ye do nay survive yer skirmish.” Tearing his own tunic he wadded it up to press into the wound and he tugged his belt free to use as a way of keeping it pressed firmly to her wound. It was all he’d be able to do for she would stand far too tall for him to put the pressure onto it himself.

lordofthegoldenflower

— It wasn't that Glorfindel didn't know that he was wounded, he just hadn't been paying attention to how bad it was until he saw the blood on the dwarf's hand. Now that his attention was drawn to it, the pain truly made itself known, and made it so he did not resist getting pulled down to the ground with a bit of a grunt.

His head spun a bit as he listened to the calm yet firm words come from the dwarf, but he was still able to recognize when he pulled a knife and made quick work of what was left of his shirt. He winced at touch to his skin. "This is not the worst I have had, I promise," he admitted as he allowed attention to be paid to his wound and listened to what he was being told.

He almost hated how logical the argument was. "Are you sure I will be welcome? Lord Thorin is not known for liking elves, even though I am not of the Woodland Realm."

WeHeirsOfDurin

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“Aye, ye will be welcomed. Nay with open arms, but ye will be welcomed. I am the Lord for the moment as my uncle is… unavailable. While many will nay be pleased with yer presence, none will speak word of it with me there.” of course as soon as they were out of earshot many will speak and loudly. His uncle will be sure to hear of it and he knew he would be in trouble for it.but it was to do thusly or let the beautiful elven lass suffer needlessly further.

“Lean upon me, my lass, so that ye do not falter while walking.” He waved to his guards who came closer and he spoke briskly in dwarvish with them. They were to guard the gamp while he took the mistress to the whalers as the elves obviously couldn’t tend to their own. The words were spoken quickly and the cant sounded almost like rocks grinding against each other. His accent odd compared to those that had grown up in the mountains, having been born learning a mixture of two languages in a different region than many of his own.

The two guards hesitantly beat their chest plate before wandering off to find a good place to stand guard. “Come now, fore we must hurry or I fear I will have to drag he there. As tall of a maiden as ye are, I will be dragging yer feet, head, and arms upon the path if it must be.” He meant it as a joke, as a way to perhaps hear a laugh from her, but there was also a hint of truth and urgency. He would drag her if he had to, and that might happen sooner rather than later he feared.

“The healers will stitch ye up, good as new,” Fili spoke as he led her along the way, hoping to make it before she passed out. “Then ye may bathe an clean up as ye wish, and after ye are welcome to eat what we have though I am nay sure we have many of yer leafy greens here. I will have a dwarrow find ye a Men’s lass’s dress though it may nay be as glamorous as ye are used to. I would offer mine own clothes but my tunics may nay be long enough to serve as a dress for ye not would any of my pants fit ye. All too short and too wide round the hips ya see.” He babbled on, hoping that just talking incessantly would keep her awake and aware enough to not pass out.

lordofthegoldenflower

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"Ah, well gossip will happen no matter what people you are near," Glorfindel said reasonably as he managed to make his way back to his feet since it was clear he was going to be asked to move. "Ah, if Lord Thorin is your uncle, that must make you Lord Fili?"

He blinked slowly as he heard the dwarf speak to his men, probably passing along instructions, and looked to his own elves who had worry clear in their eyes. He could see now just how wrong he was to stay quiet about the severity of his wound. He switched to Sindarin, speaking to his second to reassure him. All would be well, he would go with the dwarves and return after he had made nice with the lords of the land.

"I do have a change of clothing in my pack, if you can wait but a moment," Glorfindel said with a bit of a chuckle. He looked up to see one of his warriors already bringing his pack to offer Fili to carry as he saw Glorfindel would be unable to do so himself. It wasn't overly large as someone had removed the bedroll already, but his sword was strapped to the outside.

"Fear not, my lord Dwarf, I may stagger a bit, but I don't believe you shall see me swoon yet," he promised as he leaned some of his weight on his solid companion. "I will lead where you follow. I trust you will look after me."

WeHeirsOfDurin

— He was not a fan of the gossip, and the thought of his people speaking ill of this lass rubbed him wrong. It was like petting a cat up instead of down. As he was handed the pack he tugged it on, barely noting it was almost the size of himself. Many never considered the size of things compared to the smaller fold of middle earth. "Aye, my uncle is Lord Thorin and as such I am Fili, my brother - Kili - is wandering about yer camp, wooing yer lasses. Ye may have to worry about a few new barins soon but nay harm will come to any herein, I promise."

As they walked and the elf staggered he did chuckle. "Aye? Ye will nay be swooning yet? Do nay worry, it will be I that makes ye swoon and nay blood loss." He looked up at her and from beneith bushy brows he made eye contact, smirking at her and then winking. "Yer beauty will nay make me swoon, so do nay even attempt."

Of course her mixing her words up did worry him greatly and he picked up the pace. He was the one leading and she was the one following. "My lady, this is the healer's room. They will tend to you promptly." He said it to the elven lady but the healers who had opened the door at his knocking knew it was for them. They wouldn't dare dally least of all when the heair was blantantly threatening them.

lordofthegoldenflower

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"I believe your brother may have an easier time putting my warriors to bed than he does actually bedding them, but he is welcome to try," Glorfindel said with a chuckle. It was taking more of his attention to just put one foot in front of each other than he would care to admit.

"You are a very fair dwarf," he praised, smiling at the look he was given. It was clear the dwarf lord was flirting with him, and he certainly did not mind. "I doubt I could make anyone swoon at this point. I am not looking myself right now. I promise I do usually look far more put together than this."

"Thank you for bringing me to the healers," he thanked softly before surrendering himself to their care. It was a familiar feeling to be sat down and be given a draught for the pain before having his would cleaned, stitched, and bandaged. He just let it happen without the energy to resist it, though he did find himself hoping that Fili would be the one he would see after the tending was complete

WeHeirsOfDurin

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Fili bade the elf farewell, promising that upon the morrow he would return as it was late and he assumed she would need rest after. If she was finished early enough he may stop in before retiring for the night but do not expect him.

Of course that was before deserven sentries blew horns and there was rush of movement outside of the healing rooms. Which were locked down by the healers.

There was mostly silence in the rooms. Nothing from outside of the mountain would be heard this deep in. And only upon a guard or someone coming would the healers open. It was the way of things as too many dwarves would try to join a battle with open wounds if they were in the healing rooms. The healers had assumed the same of elves as this was their first. As soon as a patterened knock came they opened the door and a few bloodied but mostly intact drawer grumbled upon entering. The black blood was not theirs so it was mostly finding the fresh red blood and where it came from that they had to deal with. Fili leaned against the door, grim look on his face, as he looked over the mildly wounded.

#main verse #beloved glorfindel

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crazybigredlove · 1 year

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24th October 2013

Dear Pete,

Despite declaring that I was done with him forever, Big Red turned up unannounced on my doorstep just after eight this morning. In hindsight I probably shouldn't have been as surprised as I was, especially given that this isn't the first time he's magically appeared. He knows me well enough to know that I can say no, but he also knows my strike rate drops a little when he's in standing in front of me with that cheeky grin and those big, ol' baby blues.

Strolling through the front door like it was nothing out of the ordinary, he made a beeline for the bedroom and I reeled at his audacity. Storming after him, collecting all my willpower to start yelling at him and remind him that he had chosen the other girl and he had no right to be in my apartment, he kissed me before I had a chance to speak.

And I kind of stopped my angry march and let him.

I don't know why I let him. I don't know why I stopped caring about all the nights I cried over him and how much I had thought of him. I don't know why I let him keep kissing me when I knew that later that day it would be someone else he'd be kissing, but I did.

And it felt empty.

All that lust and raw passion, that desire to know every inch of him, was gone. I didn't want him like I had in the past and as he started taking off my clothes I think he sensed that because he kept asking if I was okay. Rather than share a truth that would decimate the last of the fantasy, I smiled at him; a big, bold smile that only people who care about me can see through.

Technically the sex was good. It was as it always is, but I have never felt so completely sober in a moment. He could've been anyone. While he kissed me and while I convinced him how well he was doing, there were so many thoughts on my mind. It raced as fast as any car could. Wondering why I was bothering when I clearly wasn't interested anymore, how could I have been so convinced that there was something special between us only several months ago when in that moment, in the throes of lust- filled passion (well, maybe not. Perhaps unbridled screwing is a more apt description...), I couldn't even think of a single thing we had in common?

For a large part of it - wrong as it was - I found myself comparing Big Red and Will. Even though they both only want me for the same reason, when I'm with Will it feels like more. He makes me laugh, he turns me on with that look in his eyes, the way he'll gently stroke my back while we're talking, but also with the way he's able to chat and laugh with me for hours. He listens and actively participates in dialogue. When someone asks me what we talk about I can rattle off topics of substance without having to rack my brain. We can have a debate and he'll challenge me if he thinks I'm wrong or being precious, and he does so without being rude or condescending. Big Red was out the door within five minutes of the main event finishing and we'd barely exchanged a hundred words from the time he'd walked in.

He came. He left. Has it always been that way with us or does it feel that way only because that's what we've let it become?

A man demanding that I take his relationship seriously stood in front of me with the proposition of an affair, declaring he was in love but happy to cheat on his girl, and I couldn't see it anymore. I couldn't see the man that I fell for that weekend who made me feel like he'd move mountains for the right person. I couldn't see anything about him that even whispered of a redeemable quality. The sweet gestures, the kind nature, looks that told me he wanted to know more about me, that was all gone. Somewhere it was replaced with a man who no longer appealed to me in any sense and who would manipulate any situation to fulfill his desire for sex.

The mountain wouldn't really be moved, he'd create an illusion that it had and then destroy any evidence to the contrary, and she would be none the wiser.

The worst part is that like last time I felt no guilt for the girlfriend and I don't know why. Arrogance? Ego? Because I feel like she stole what was mine? I have no idea but that is what bothers me the most. That and that once Big Red left all I wanted to do was curl up with someone who would tell me that it will be okay.

Because I am trying to "sort my life out" I didn't dwell in misery, I dragged my butt off the couch for a bit of shopping. It wasn't the distraction I'd hoped for. There was this clash of high and low going on in my body. Post-coital/seeing Big Red high, clashing up against the knowledge it all really doesn't mean anything. It never did and never will. As I like to do, I am devising a plan to ignore The Czech until he finally calls. Or maybe tell him that I'd like to see him more. Or maybe act indifferent. Or maybe run away and join a convent.

It's a plan still stamped 'in progress'.

Christopher has confiscated the Ben & Jerry's from my hands twice today saying that I'm emotional eating again. I am. There's a certain disappointment that comes with hitting the repeat button on mistakes that only ice cream can temporarily fix. And yes I used a plural: mistakes.

How do I get myself into these messes?

Well, the ice cream is gone, so are the men, and Buffy is giving me that look that says 'walk me or I'll be forced to tear your throat out', so I should probably get onto that.

Eternal confusion awaits me.

Liv x

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songbirds-sweet · 1 year

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I'm from Newfoundland. I did live in the GTA for a few years but longed for my island in the Atlantic. I love looking out and seeing the mountains and water. Have you always lived in Ontario? Is there a province/territory that you could see yourself moving to one day?

He really did have an outstanding range. I love his cover of Nothing Compares to U. I loved that he'd try all genres too or songs by female artists. He knew his voice could do any song justice.

I'd love that! Me and one of my mutuals recommend music docs to each other all the time and I love it. We both like a wide variety of stuff so it's fun to watch something from an genre or artist I'm not overly familiar with. Then we'll have a chat about it.

I know and I hoped to go to that PJ show. But I couldn't get the time away from work as it was a Thursday show and I would of needed 3 days away with travel and all. I've not seen them sadly. Though they've always been in my life I've only really been obsessed with them the past 2 yrs or so. They did play here in NL yrs ago but I wasn't as into them at the time. If only to go back in time, right? Is there an artist you wish you could go back and see? Say you can pick any 3 for an ultimate show of acts no longer performing.. Which 3 would you pick?

People say that the Foos put on an amazing show. I'm only a casual listener but you can't deny Dave is great songwriter with an amazing career. Most would of given up when Nirvana ceased to exist but luckily he found a way to handle his grief with his creativity.

I don't listen to all the members of PJs solo stuff or side projects but I like knowing they all have an outlet between the bands long stretches of inactivity.

I'll have to add the Foos docs to my list. From what I've learned from mutuals posts about them, they're a fun loving bunch. I love that when a band/artist doesn't take themselves too seriously.

I've also seen plenty of posts about the GVF boys with some fun fashion choices so clearly they like to keep things light and fun too. Do you have a fav look of theirs? Do you like to play with fashion yourself?

I do have other sideblogs but they're not really for blogging more for keeping track of things (music docs watched; etc..) I'm a nerd that way lol. But my main blog is a mishmash of everything else that pops in my brain 🙃

Is this your 1st year doing Secret Santa on here? It's such a fun thing. I don't think any of my mutuals are doing it though I learned about it from one of them who rbed the post.

We have our Santa Clause parade here in a few hours though it's absolutely freezing ☃Have you ever been a part of a parade?

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Oh that's so cool! Where in the GTA? I've lived in Ontario my whole life! I always wanted to go to PEI to see the Anne of Green Gable house but I haven't thought about moving anywhere 😱 Is there anywhere in Canada you would like to go see?

Oh I agree, I miss Chris so much and I especially miss his friendship he had with Eddie.

That's so cool! I'd love to do that with you when this is over for sure!

Ahh yeah I get you. If you ever come to the GTA again, we can try and see PJ in Toronto sometime the next time they tour!

Ahh as for acts no longer performing: Van Halen, Led Zeppelin, and either Chris Cornell or Amy Winehouse.

I saw the Foos twice and I can honestly say they were amazing both times and I highly recommend Dave live. and YES all of the Foos are sweethearts and every single day I miss Taylor.

Ahhh I fully understand with solo stuff with bands!

Honestly all of their outfits in this pic they did with Metallica are my favs

I mean I'm not 100% sure what my fashion is I mostly wear band shirts and jeans 😂

That's so cool! I'll totally follow them once the Secret Santa is over!

Ahh this is my second year doing this (and my first year for the GVF one) AND I AM STOKED, I'm having so much fun!!!

Oh I hope you had a fun time at the parade! I went to it a lot when I was a kid!

Since it's officially two weeks until Christmas, if you were dating your celebrity crush, what would the holidays be like with them?

#SRS22 #🤶🏻

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artemisbarnowl · 2 years

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Wedding anon here- my wife and I are both women in our late 20s. I'm mostly worried about one of my wife's brothers not being willing to fly out and that hurting her feelings because I know if we do have a celebration she will want him there. and he in my few times meeting him seems pretty caught up in himself so that's my main concern as far as people not taking it seriously I think? But yeah America is a whole hell hole of a country where we couldn't wait to have our celebration when we were a bit more finically stable. I am in LOVE you forest photo shoot idea though! I live in a mountain state so we have a lot of beautiful wilderness for such an idea. but ultimately thanks for letting me rant about my wedding feelings because I've been having these thoughts bounce around in my head and I'm going crazy.

Yeah!! Mountains gandalf!!! That sounds lovely.

This brother thing is surmountable I feel, can your wife say "hey this is important to me and I want you to be there" in sort of? Advance planning stages? Like I am planning this and I want you to take it seriously and I want to get rid of any barriers to your attendance? (I am an educator by day so this is how I talk about everything unfortunately).

Also no worries! sometimes you just gotta let the thoughts do zoomies somewhere thats not your brain or a bit. that's why we on tumblr no?

#lesbians we salute you etc

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cinnamonest · 3 years

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Y’all are too nice to me I swear… here I am being horny and nasty on main and I’m getting encouraged, damn. But for real ( ´ ω ` ) thank you so much!!

I’m gaining more confidence to post more smutty stuff and the kind of dark shit I like, so I might go back and make more nasty Childe content later on too… After Albedo, I got Razor and Zhongli coming up, and a few ones I just worked on for fun. But yeah, just in case it wasn’t clear for anyone who followed me, I’m going to be writing almost entirely dark content and some really nasty stuff, so just be aware of that, and don’t consume my writing if that’s something that may be harmful to you.

Albedo is so pretty… and such good dark content material… He treats you like a science experiment but has the audacity to make it hot smh

I haven’t seen a whole lot of him outside the cutscenes, so potentially ooc (as if yandere content isn’t already ooc, lmao)

Albedo - Yandere Profile

tw: general yandere content, obsessive behavior, stalking

tw (below cut): smut, noncon (seriously, you’ve been warned)

What are they generally like? Lucid, aware? Obsessive? How do they behave?

Very much aware. In the beginning, it frustrates him. He’s never been particularly attached to anyone, outside of his former instructor. He’s always enjoyed being out on his own, spending extended amounts of time by himself – the desire to be around someone is a foreign feeling for him. He immediately notices how bizarre the emotion is for him, how it changes his behaviors. His self awareness combined with perceptiveness makes him able to acutely recognize not only how unusual this emotion is for him, but also how the extent of his feelings, the types of desires they ignite in him, is unusual even for “normal” people who aren’t social recluses.

He’s frustrated by his own actions, feels embarrassed at how attached he is to you, how easily you make him flustered and trip over his words. As he is a very aware yandere, he’s definitely afraid of rejection to some degree. He has no idea how to navigate feelings and interactions with other people, he’s never really had the desire to form a particularly strong bond with anyone before. As such, he’ll come across as very awkward, and he will interact with you less than most yanderes – he knows he’s just going to embarrass himself if he talks to you, right? He’ll just mess up and say something strange, so instead, he opts to watch you from the shadows, go to places where you are, but keep a distance from you, just being able to watch you makes him feel fluttery and overwhelmed.

He will definitely be one to collect things from you. He collects plenty of things for the sake of science, this is no different. Or so he tries to tell himself, but he can’t delude himself even if he tries. He knows its weird, he knows its wrong, but the overwhelming urge to have things of yours is too great to resist. He’ll start off with more innocent things, but it will gradually progress to not-so-innocent… items of yours.

It may not be obvious, but he’s actually a fairly sensitive person, at least regarding you. He places a lot of value in what you think of him, and wants to ensure you’ll respond positively to him. He views it like a science – there should be some formula by which he can put in the correct actions, and produce a specific result. Unfortunately, unlike real science, there’s not much room for trial and error – he feels he only has once chance.

How likely are they to kidnap their darling? How quickly will they do so?

It will take some time, as he’s got to get over his own nerves first. He’s torn between the fear of you hating him for such a thing, it would be the end of the world for him, but also the desire to pull you away from the world, to keep you hidden from others, to have you all to himself, to be the only person that gets to look at you. If you start showing positive signs, reacting positively to his gifts, expressing interest in conversation with him and going out of your way to see him, he’ll start to get more confident, think that he can afford to do something that might sour your opinion of him, hoping it will merely be temporary.

He’ll probably start to do so several times and back out. He’ll set out at night, make it all the way to your room and stand over your sleeping form, and he’ll start to worry, wonder if someone saw him, see holes in his plans, he gets too nervous and bolts. He’ll persuade you into being alone with him, and although its the chance he’s looking for, again, he’ll get nervous, worry about being caught, run through all the what-ifs, and miss the chance. Honestly, when he does finally take you, it will probably be not planned, but in the heat of the moment, a rash decision from desperation. Something like you coming to visit him to tell him you’re leaving the area, came to say goodbye, and he’ll panic, ultimately grabbing you by the arm as you try to leave and dragging you back inside, silently, but forcefully.

How difficult is it to escape from them? How do they keep you restrained? How do they deal with attempted escape?

Moderately difficult. Your best bet is to take advantage of his tendency to be absent minded when he’s absorbed in his work. He gets very lost in his thoughts, to a point where he’ll completely zone out and be oblivious to the world around him. On the downside, this means you won’t have much time to cover distance, he’ll be close behind the moment he realizes you’re gone.

The route he’ll probably take is actually one where you won’t need to be too restrained, because you’ll be taking… a little research trip. Out to the most freezing, desolate areas of the mountains. He’s convinced the knights he needs to stay there for his research, but in reality, he’s internally panicking, as he tries to figure out how to make this work – after all, you two can’t stay here forever. You’d be foolish to run out of the little cabin he’s bought, out into the perilous freezing cold and jagged, high slopes. At first, he thinks there’s no way you’d try it, so he’s content letting you have free reign to walk around as you please. If he has to leave for whatever reason, he’ll probably lock you into a single room, but he won’t chain you up, as again, he's really trying to avoid making you hate him.

If you prove to be determined to leave, he’ll be hurt, but mostly concerned for you. He’s actually not one to get too mad over an escape attempt – he’ll blame himself, or theorize it’s just a natural response your brain triggered. Against his first choice, he’ll end up having to get more strict with your restraints. If you get too whiny, though… you might trigger one of his more frustrated moments.

“I didn’t want to have to do this… I’m sorry. I can’t risk anything bad happening to you. Tell me if it’s too tight… I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t blame you. I know you’re probably panicking over all this, but you’ll get adjusted to it, I promise. Just… just give it some time… it’s not so bad, living with me, I promise.”

“Don’t be like that. You’re only tied up because you tried to leave. You should understand why you have to be kept like this… If you don’t want to be restrained, you shouldn’t have run out, trying to get yourself killed.”

How easy are they to trick, deceive, or manipulate?

For all his academic intelligence, he’s not highly skilled with people and socialization. He’s not too good at being able to tell when he’s being lied to, and he definitely won’t pick up on subtle manipulation. It’ll be pretty easy to wrap him around your finger, he’ll do what he can to make you happy.

Once he finds out you’ve lied to him, though, he’ll get pretty upset. He likely won’t trust you again, and will require proof of anything you say, or set out to find out if you’re telling him the truth or not.

How lenient are they? What privileges can you have, and what will you be denied?

He’ll try to accommodate you, giving you things you ask for, but he has limits. He’s too paranoid to let you have any contact with the outside world. You do have him wrapped around your finger to an extent, though. Whatever he’s doing at the moment, he’ll drop it in a heartbeat if you want to spend time with him in any way, even if its just you asking for food or to take a walk. He’ll be willing to take you for very short trips outside, no further than a few yards from the lodging, if only because he knows sunlight is vital to your health.

What kind of rules do they have? What kind of punishment would they use?

The basics will be there – don’t try to leave, don’t be difficult with him, try to cooperate, be obedient. However, he’s also particularly overprotective of anything that can hurt you – even yourself. Under no circumstances can you handle anything that can hurt you – that means no cooking, no knives, no lifting anything heavy, no going outside without him. If you’re determined to cook something, he’ll have to stand right behind you, and watch while you do it. If you get so much as a little cut or burn, he’ll take over, insisting you go sit down after he tends to your “wounds.”

At the very beginning, he’ll be hesitant to punish you too much, as part of his plan to get you to like him. However, he can be a little easily frustrated, and your safety and well-being comes first, even if it means he has to make you upset. He will have to restrain you, take away what little privileges you had. If you try to bolt while you’re outside, no more going outside. If you try something foolish like attacking him with a knife when he gives you cooking privileges, you will lose said privileges. Really, the worst part of it all is the humiliation, being treated like a dumb, incapable baby that can’t do anything for yourself. He insists on doing everything for you, even down to bathing you and dressing you, even feeding you if you can’t convince him to take restraints off your hands. He’ll talk down to you in that way, too, talking to you as if you were a child.

How do they deal with rivals, or perceived rivals? Will they get rid of them? Will they kill them themselves, or find another way?

It’s a situation he’s not prepared to handle, and he’s unsure of what to do. It strikes fear in him that you might have someone else interested, so he has to get rid of them as quickly as possible. He’s not opposed to killing, if it comes down to that, but initially, he’ll try to work behind the scenes – expose something that will ruin their reputation, get them accused of a crime. This would also be one of the possible aforementioned situations that might cause him to kidnap you a bit earlier than he normally would, as well. If he can’t get rid of them easily, he’ll just take you away from them.

He will absolutely try to make you hate them, try to ruin your image of them, and he’s rather good at falsifying evidence for his claims of their behavior. With his alchemic skills, that sort of thing is easily possible.

How easy is it to make them mad? What does their anger look like?

He gets more frustrated than anything, when you’re being difficult. This is mostly just him sighing quite a bit, speaking a bit harshly, even pouting and sulking a bit if you’ve offended him. But true anger in him is not pretty, and almost never happens. It’s a buildup, a slow rise that has a boiling point. If he reaches that point, he can definitely get mad enough to hurt you, it’s actually kind of terrifying in how sharp of a contrast it is to how he normally is. It’s a side of him that’s very difficult to draw out. He’s not one to yell or shout, no, his anger is a suffocating silence, he slams down whatever he’s holding as he stomps over to you, grabbing you by the arms hard enough to bruise, and dragging you by the hair to whatever he has planned.

With mild frustration outbursts, he will feel justified, but if it reaches that intense anger, he’ll usually give at least a little apology, tell you he didn’t mean to go that far. He hates to think of you fearing him, but ultimately, if that’s what’s necessary to keep you safe, then he can live with it.

Do they see you as above them, beneath them, or equal to them?

It’s an odd mix. On one hand, he sees you as utterly fascinating, the most beautiful thing he’s ever laid eyes on, more than any landscape or art he’s seen or made, an invaluable treasure to be kept on a high pedestal. Simultaneously, however, he will treat you like a child, thinks you can’t do anything for yourself. It’s a bizarre duality, but one he is consistent on. You’re precious, so very precious, and he’s undeserving of you, but at the same time, you need him to be safe and sound.

How determined are they for you to love them? How hard will they try to make it happen? Or are they content just having you?

Of the genshin boys, he’s one of the most determined. He’s not good with people, and he doesn’t really have anyone particularly close to him left anymore. He tends to keep people at a distance. You sort of fill an space inside him that he never knew was empty, a void he wasn’t aware he had until it was consumed by thoughts of you. He doesn’t need anyone or anything else, so long as he has you with him, but he really, really wants it to be true that you love him. He doesn’t need you to even love him as much as he loves you – he doesn’t even know if that’s possible – but he just wants to know that, even if only in the slightest, his feelings are returned. He’s so distant from everyone else, but you wormed your way into his heart, even if you didn’t intend to, with your smiles and softness and kindness towards him. For the first time, he feels weak around someone, but in a way, it’s a good feeling. He wants to be able to be vulnerable, be weak, and not have anything to fear by doing so.

He’s lucid, though, so he doesn’t expect you to love him immediately. As he’s not good with words or displays of affection, he’ll get you all sorts of gifts. Rare items that you wonder how the hell he obtained them, beautifully crafted little trinkets from all his searching and time traveling, more clothes than you could ever wear. You’ll start to feel a little guilty, it’s so much, and you’re certain he doesn’t have that much money. He’ll blow it off, say it’s no big deal, but if you insist, he’ll have to start finding new ways to convey his affection. In captivity, he won’t stop trying, but he’ll understand why you might be angry. In that case, he will utilize what he’s learned from research in books he’s read. He knows that eventually, with him being the only one you have, the only company, the only one to talk to, the only source of touch, you’ll eventually have to cave. You’ll become attached to him, bond with him, whether you like it or not. He knows how powerful the affect of touch can be, and will make sure to hold you in his arms, keep you on his lap, make you crave the only source of human touch you can get. Dependency, he thinks, is the gateway to you loving him.

Bonus: Is there anything that makes them unique, in comparison to other yanderes?

Drawings. So many of them. Much like his drawings he uses in notes, he’s found he tends to start scribbling a familiar face when his mind drifts off. He’s memorized every little detail of your face, every curve on your body. If you’re ever snooping around, you’ll eventually uncover a book of sketches he has solely dedicated to drawings of you. Drawings of you laughing, smiling, sleeping, drawings that you’re certain were of real events you were at, that you didn’t remember him being at. Every bit in perfect detail. If you confront him about it, he’ll be horrifically embarrassed, insisting they’re no good, or, if you’re upset, trying to reassure you it was all from his mind and totally not him lurking in the shadows as he watches you.

Also, if you want to make him happy, get him on one of his spiels about his work, his interests, anything that he can catch onto and go on and on about. He��ll catch himself rambling and apologize for being “annoying,” but if you reassure him, and express interest, that will make him feel particularly appreciated. It would be a primary way to get on his good side and manipulate him, or lull him into false security to make your escape, if that’s what you’re looking to do. But be warned, it will only work once, and he’ll be far too hurt to let himself indulge in sharing these things with you again.

General perverseness: how sexual of a person are they? What’s their drive like? How touchy do they get? Do they have any reservations about sexuality?

Publicly, definitely highly reserved. He’s easily flustered, and thinks of sex in a very scientific way, for the purpose of procreation. For fun? He knows it’s enjoyable, but can’t separate it from his very analytic, scientific way of viewing things. It’s a formula, you touch this here and pull that there, and the result is supposed to be orgasmic bliss. He just isn’t very familiar with pleasure – he doesn’t drag out masturbation, even, as that would be a waste of time. He gets it over with quickly, taking short breaks during his work. He is a fairly high drive, though, and gets the urge fairly frequently, about once or twice a day.

He’ll be hornier with your presence, having to leave more frequently to get off to the little things you do, quickly getting himself off while recalling the mental image of you holding a pen in your mouth, the little moan when you stretch, the way your clothes fit to your frame.

Prior to abduction, he’s not particularly touchy at all, in fact, he’s very jumpy if you touch him. Once he’s gotten you alone with him for the foreseeable future, isolated, dependent, he’ll gain more confidence, be willing to give into his cravings to touch you, hold you, eventually progressing to groping you, moving his hands up and down your body, under your clothes, slowly peeling them off.

He’s initially a bit ashamed of his urges towards you, feels guilty every time he gets off to you, but will likewise gain more confidence once you're his.

A guy can only fight off the urge for so long before he cracks, before he can’t continue to care about the consequences. For him, that point is when he knows he finally has you all to himself – his worries fade, and while the guilt is still there, it’s far outweighed by desire.

How forceful are they? Do they care about your willingness?

He does care, but as stated previously, it’s hard to fight the urge for so long. It will be torture, but for the first few days, he wants you to “adjust” to your new “home,” and not add to your panic. After that, though, he’ll try to assess your reactions. If you’re extremely resistant, he’ll give you more “adjustment” time. He can’t really hold off forever, though, and eventually, maybe a few weeks in, comes to the conclusion that if he just does what he wants, so long as he’s gentle and reminds you he loves you, it will help you get past the mental barrier in your mind. He’s convinced there’s simply a psychological issue, and that sometimes, people need a push. It’s like having a friend who can’t swim – sometimes, you just have to throw them into the water, help them get over that mental hurdle, and they’ll be grateful in the end. That’s what he tells himself to justify it, anyway. He has enough… anatomical prerequisite knowledge to know what’s good and what’s bad, and will take your body’s positive reactions as a sign of what you really want. Is definitely the kind to use that against you, holding up his fingers to your face after you cum on them, as if to prove a point.

“See? I told you, you just have to let go and give in to what you want… if you didn’t, my fingers wouldn’t be dripping like this, now would they?”

What sort of kinks or fetishes do they have, or would they fill?

He wants to experiment on you. This manifests as him being something of a service top without really intending to be, even if you’re not exactly happy about it. He likes to watch your reactions, watch the way your body moves, test the pleasure you get from different things, discover what it is that you like, even if you weren’t aware of it. In particular, he’s fascinated by the fact that girls have so many types of orgasms. He’ll want to try them all, watch and see which ones are more intense than others, which ones make you convulse, makes your toes curl, your eyes roll back. Which erogenous zones make your breath hitch, make you twitch and whimper. Probably the type to be determined that he can make you cum just from something like sucking on your nipples, and he won’t stop until he achieves it. He’ll also want to try everything. At least anything that he thinks has some potential to appeal to him, mentally. He’s a busy man and hasn’t really taken the time to explore his own sexuality, and has virtually zero experience.

Edging, overstimulation, forced orgasms

Experimentation also means testing limits and thresholds. He’ll bring you up to the edge, learn to watch for the slightest of signs that you’re close, listen to your breath, watch your face, wait until you’re just so close and then draw back, stopping just short of letting you catch that high. Then he’ll let you drift back down, and bring you back up again. No amount of begging will make him show you any mercy, you’ll only cum when he’s decided he’s observed enough. He wants to push the limit, see just how close to the edge of orgasm you can get without spilling over, just how much it takes to drive you insane. He’ll also want to see how far you can go after it as well. Orgasm won’t be the end of his ministrations, no, he wants to see how much stimulation you can take. You won’t be able to get away from his tongue, he’ll grab you by the hips and slam you back down, continuing to lap at you even if you’re so sensitive it’s painful. Watching you cum will just make him rut into you harder, bruising and abusing your insides to a point that they’re so sore you can feel it long after it’s over. At first, he might feel a little guilty, and may very well after it’s over, but in the heat of the moment, he can’t fight the insatiable urge to listen to you squeal, feel you convulse, watch the tears from overwhelming pleasure run down your face.

He’ll make it his personal mission to see how many orgasms the female body is capable of within a given amount of time - per day, per hour, how quickly you can have them in succession. For scientific purposes, of course. Anatomy and human biology isn’t really his main field of focus, but he likes to expand his research horizons.

“Just one more… cum one more time for me, then we’ll be done. Come on… I know you can, just one more.”

How do they feel about pregnancy or babies? Do they want them?

He’s actually good with children, usually. He has a calming effect on kids. He isn’t sure how he feels, though. To some degree, he fears his capabilities to parent, thinks he would be too cold to be a good father. But he also likes the idea of a protege, an heir to his title, one he can teach everything he knows. If he does end up having one, this fucking nerd man will read every book on pregnancy, birthing, and parenting that he can get his hands on.

Also, he’ll absolutely be one to track your cycles, even better than you can. He’s researched enough to know exactly when you’re most or least likely to get pregnant, and you can’t help but notice how much more he seems to cum in you when you’re at your most fertile. Nor can he deny how satisfying it is to watch his cum slowly drip out of you, watching you twitch with aftershock and slowly drift off in exhaustion.

What kind of (nsfw) punishments would they use?

Unfortunately for you, since overstimulation and edging are already normal and everyday for you, he’ll have to amp it up a bit if he’s trying to make you regret something. He might get rougher, abusing more pleasure spots on your body, keeping his hands, mouth, and cock occupied all at once with driving you over the edge until it’s painful. But if you’re exceptionally misbehaved, you might not ever get a release to his edging, instead left to suffer from being so close, tied up so you can’t finish yourself off.

In moments when he’s really, truly angry, the peak of it, and that blends with arousal, he’ll really, really throatfuck you. Grabbing the back of your head and shoving his cock down as deep as he can, holding you there as you gag and choke, feeling your throat convulse around him, desperately trying to pull back for air. The movements are harsh and brutal, pulling harshly on your hair, moving at a pace so fast you barely have a second to breathe. Thankfully, when it gets like that, he won’t last long, emptying out into your throat, holding your jaw shut and demanding you swallow. If any spills off on your chin, he’ll gather it up on his fingers, hold it to your face, and command you to open your mouth, suck it off, and swallow again. That’s at the peak of his anger, though, and you’ll have to substantially piss him off to reach that point. He’ll apologize later, holding you close, but his guilt doesn’t change the fact that it’s one of the most intense orgasms that he’ll have, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t sometimes think of doing it again, even without provocation. He’s restrained enough not to, but the thought is there… and deep down, he’ll entertain the idea.

What body parts of their darling do they like the most?

The curves of your body, no matter how defined or faint they are, no matter the general shape of your body, to him it’s the most beautiful thing. He’ll definitely want to draw you, even if you’re not too keen on posing. He’ll run his hands up and down your body, squeezing every little bit of flesh he can, moving his palms over every little curve, every inch of your skin.

#yandere x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere albedo x reader #tw: extreme content #tw: noncon #yandere albedo

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Omori Sibling Swap AU

I had this brain worm in my head for too long so now I’m writing it out here. Basic premise is that Sunny and Kel swap as siblings, with Sunny staying with his parents and Mari swapping over to Hero’s. Under the cut because it might get a bit long and also because it’s likely going to have a few uh...things in it.

tw: child neglect, child abuse (being safe for this one)

Mari and Kel

I’m going to have to be honest right out of the gate here, these two definitely get the better end of the deal in this

It doesn’t matter if it was going to be Kel or Sunny, Mari absolutely loved the idea of having a little sibling

She spends time with him, adores being around her little ball of energy and excitement that just wants to go go go

And she’s more than happy to go with him! She often leads, but never has trouble with getting Kel to run off charging forward on his own, letting him take the chance to explore the world. “It’s your own little oyster” as Mari would love to say

Kel grows up with a sister who understands that he sees the world in his own way, interacts with it a bit differently than most people would think, and who spends the time to try to understand that

She teaches him how to interact with people and solve his problems working with his mindset, different than his parents who seem to be almost patronizing when they try to teach him the ‘right’ way to do it

Mari doesn’t ever tell him he’s doing it wrong, she only ever works with him on how to interact with the world without accidentally stepping on its toes in his excitement

Kel grows up an excitable and rambunctious kid as always, and while he might not be completely there for the book smarts, he is stupidly good at emotional intelligence, even more so than in the base game

Because he’s had someone help him learn how to interact and process his own emotions, how to recognize and respond to others own emotional states, he’s much more able to read someone and then go “oh, I should probably act like X because they’re not feeling too well.”

He’s a much happier healthier kid too, because Mari is his role model, and with having a household that still has expectations, but isn’t as strict on her to meet them? Her perfectionism doesn’t develop as hard over the years, and she’s always had a stronger personality, enough to be able to stand firm in doing what she wants to, not just meeting her parents expectations

She does still meet them often because she’s just Like That to a degree, but it’s important to Kel because it lets him know that when he tries to follow in her footsteps, it’s not because Mari is the better sibling and he needs to follow her example, even if he refuses to believe she’s not the better sibling because she’s just so amazing and loving in his eyes

It’s because Mari shows that if she excels because it’s who she is and it’s what she wants to do, than it’s also fine to be bad at some stuff but good at other stuff if that’s what Kel wants to do!

And unlike Hero, Mari doesn’t try to play as the neutral party/the diplomat in the household when her parents talk down at Kel she steps in and puts her foot down, lets him know that he doesn’t need to be just like her, that he’s perfect in his own way

Kel’s never happier than when she says he’s perfect the way he is. Mari loves when things are perfect, perfection is something she strives for, he knows how much it means to her

So every time Mari says he’s perfect, he feels like he’s doing something right

Talking about how they will interact with the friend group as a whole is likely for another post, but know that by their powers combined these two are fucking nightmares of pranksters. There is no escape, only japes.

Hero and Sunny

Hero and Sunny...do not get the better end of the deal, but to be more specific Sunny does not

Hero does not actually have much problem with the household. High expectations and standards put on his shoulders would be an issue...if he wasn’t Hero

It’s not to say those expectations aren’t an issue, that he doesn’t feel the pressure nipping at his heals, but Hero is someone who is good at everything he does without much effort, and excels when he puts his mind into it

The only thing he doesn’t excel completely at is sports, but when he seems to be able to handle any instrument handed to him, be top of his class, and even at a young age have his charisma start to shine through? His parents don’t really hold it against him outside of light teasing

One of the jokes his father would say when Sunny was born is that he might finally be able to play some sports with

Hero can still play sports, he can play catch, he can do most things as long as he doesn’t do them for long and overexert himself, he’s just not perfect at it. (He doesn’t know why this upsets him so much)

Sunny is not someone to play sports with, and in fact he doesn’t seem to be one to do a lot of things unless he’s told to, and even then it can be...tricky, to know exactly what he wants to do

It’s not too bad for awhile, there’s high expectations still but he’s still a little kid for awhile

They have Hero, and the parents at least know that two golden star children is maybe a bit too much to expect, that Sunny will learn how to catch up eventually, especially with Hero as a role model and being there to guide him

And this, this is the first time Hero feels like he’s really failing at something important

He’s not Mari, he loves his little brother and every time he can get a smile out of him it means the world to him, he would do anything to help out Sunny

But he’s not Mari, he realizes this when the two eventually meet and he sees how she acts around Kel, realizes how much better she is at just understanding people. Sees that she seems to figure out Sunny better in a few weeks than the entire lifetime that he’s had

It’s not that he’s completely bad at it or doesn’t understand at all, but Hero has learnt a lot of his charisma tied to how to please other people, how to be what they want him to be because that’s what’s expected of him

In the main universe Kel didn’t need his help to be himself, to interact with the world, their relationship dynamic was different where Hero was the role model that tried to help Kel ‘be better’

Sunny follows Hero like a little duckling, trying his best to mimic when he can, but that’s most of what it ends up being, mimicry

Hero doesn’t know how to understand Sunny in the way he wants to, the way Sunny needs him to, and it hurts

He helps as much as he can, with homework that he translates in a way Sunny seems to get so that he doesn’t do bad not good enough, but not bad, just enough to be disappointing compared to Hero, not a disappointment...yet

Sunny does not grow up with someone who understands him like Mari understood him, he has someone who loves him dearly and would do anything to get him to come out of his cage, who has helped him open up more than he would have on his own

But it’s not the same

Sunny grows up with the axe of disappointment hanging over his head even more than before. Kel’s parents would at least say that he should be more like Hero. After a point Sunny’s parents just...stop.

It’s not that he’s even less of a disappointment, but almost like he’s not worth the energy and time to say so anymore. If you never met Sunny or had seen the pictures in the house you might not even know they had a son besides Hero, and Sunny can’t help but feel that they might like it better that way

Sunny doesn’t mind, really! It’s not like they’re actually hurting him or starving him or any manner of things. His dad tolerates him and his Mom really does love him, he just knows that Hero is the only one they really want and that if he suddenly vanished one day than it really wouldn’t be that much of an issue because they’d still have Hero. A story only needs one Hero to carry on, he knows that he’s just the side character

Hero is a mixture of ignorant and...afraid. Not of his parents, they love him too much for him to ever be seriously concerned and they actually do listen to him (a part of him calls him a coward because of that, what kind of Hero has the power to save someone but then doesn’t?)

But he’s worried of ever losing that respected position of favored child, respected child, the perfect prodigy. This is just the way things are in his world. He does his best to guide Sunny through it and hope that his love is enough for him even though he knows it isn’t, it’s nowhere near what he needs, what he deserves

He’s known this ever since the day when Sunny came over to his bed because he had another nightmare, but his presence didn’t save his little brother from restless sleep after. That’s when he knew he failed, because even if Sunny didn’t say it, he realized that Hero couldn’t...or wouldn’t, protect him him from the things that scared him

Hero is thankful for meeting Mari, for meeting everyone in the friend group, because Sunny finally has people who can understand him better, and teach Hero how to help out Sunny the way he’s always hoped he could

It’s not perfect, there’s still a mountain or problems but...Sunny followed him around now these days like a little duckling because he really did just believe that Hero was someone he wanted to follow

...And not just because he was afraid that if he didn’t have Hero, there wouldn’t be anyone left who’d really love him

#Omori #Omori spoilers?#Kel (omori)#Sunny (omori)#Hero (omori)#Mari (omori)#Musethemoose #Talking meta up in this #This took like two hours #And is so damn wordy #But I hope y'all enjoy this #sunnysviolin #I hope I tagged you right for this big thing #child neglect #I'm so sorry Sunny and Hero but very specifically Sunny #I really did you like this after giving Mari and Kel happy friendship times #Hero is a good person and very charismatic but you can't charisma your way into emotional intelligence when you're like #seven years old #he's trying though #I'm probably making a part two for this for how this changes friend group interaction so like #Be prepared for the squad seeing Sunny as the baby of the group but one that really does need them all to look out for them because aha #Thinking it'd be better if you didn't exist is not healthy thinking kids!

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fishpuncher · 3 years

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Reviewing Resident Evil games I’ve played for fun

I bought the Resident Evil 2 remake in April of last year and since then I’ve become a fan of the franchise, so I figured I’d do a little review of all the RE games I’ve played listed in sort of release order (remakes taking place of originals)

Resident Evil 1 Remake (2003)

The third RE game I played after the 2 remake and 7, so my introduction to the older games/originals. Honestly a lot of fun, it took me a while to get used to the fixed cameras and the controls (I used the updated alternate controls, not tank) and I never really mastered it but the game is super good. Great puzzles, great atmosphere, and it still looks pretty great 18 years later. The story is also good and isn’t particularly convoluted like some of the later games get lmao

Resident Evil 2 Remake (2019)

The first RE game I played, and what got me hooked on the franchise. I never played the original so I have nothing to compare it to, but this game is almost perfect imo. The puzzles are good, the environments are amazing, and the characters are likable. Mr. X is terrifying (at least in my first playthrough, he’s a lot less scary in subsequent playthroughs) and his chase music is phenomenal. Overall I can’t recommend this game enough.

Resident Evil 3 Remake (2020)

Pretty much everything I said about 2 is applicable to this one as well. Jill and Carlos are great characters and I only wish we got more of them. I know people say that the remake is way shorter and cut-down than the original, but I haven’t played it so I don’t have that frame of reference. As a standalone game, it’s extremely good and the final boss fight is extremely badass.

Resident Evil - Code: Veronica X (2000)

My introduction to tank controls. The game is extremely good, and I’m enjoying it immensely. It can be quite punishing if you forget certain items or don’t conserve your ammo, as I’ve read about players getting to the final boss and having to restart the game because they didn’t bring an item that the game doesn’t even tell you to bring. Luckily I’m an item hoarder in these games, as I’d already grabbed the item before I couldn’t go back for it. The puzzles are good as always, if not confusing as I’m forgetful and have to look up where new items go as I don’t want to spend an hour searching every wall in the game. My main complaint is the sniper battle halfway through the game, as the hitbox for it just seems random more than anything. I love that we get more of Chris too. His casual “Hey” after being thrown by an explosion just kills me. Steve is whiny though and kind of the worst.

Resident Evil 0 (2002)

Pretty okay game, but one that I can’t really recommend. The partner system was pretty good, and made for some amazing puzzles/gameplay at times (getting split up at the beginning and then getting split up in a castle-ish area later). I thought both of those were great uses of the partner switching and more than justify it. However, the reason I can’t recommend this game is almost entirely due to the way you’re supposed to handle items. I play the RE games like a hoarder, every single item goes in the chest. Except this game doesn’t have a chest. You have two inventories with only six or eight (I don’t remember) slots each, and no item boxes. Instead, you can drop items on the ground and pick them up again later. For a hoarder like me, that means a whole lot of backtracking when you advance to the next area. Another annoying thing was the final two boss fights, as they were confusing for my simple brain since one of them is legit just shooting them until they die, but there’s never any indication that you’re affecting it, so I’m running around the room looking for something else that will kill him. In the final fight, it’s the same thing, except the game makes a point of showing you certain parts of the room that are obviously interactable, so I immediately run to those. Only those aren’t used until the second phase of the fight. I like Rebecca and Billy though, and hope that they’ll return at some point.

Resident Evil 4 (2005)

Very fun game, the over the shoulder is a welcome respite from the fixed cameras of 1 and 0, even if it is still tank controls. Leon is very quippy and I’m not a huge fan of his constantly hitting on the woman on the radio, but he’s an entertaining protagonist for sure. Escorting Ashley through most of the game isn’t that bad, as you can have her hide sometimes, or she’s pretty decent at taking care of herself (though I definitely accidentally killed her a few times oops). I thought Ashley was like 15 for the entire game so her asking Leon if he wanted to fuck at the end of the game absolutely floored me (though I’m still not a fan of that unnecessary comment honestly). My main complaint is that I was playing the Steam version at 60fps, but QTEs just do not work at that framerate, so I had to lower it to 30fps just to get through certain parts of the game (I did that minecart section like five times). Overall a great game, though I wouldn’t say it’s the best in the series, as many do.

Resident Evil 5 (2009)

People say this one is bad, but it’s such a blast playing co-op with a friend. I didn’t have to deal with the AI partner, so I can’t talk about that, but this is such a good co-op game. Getting to a spot where you both need to interact with it and mashing the button so Chris yells “SHEVA SHEVA HURRY COME ON HURRY SHEVA” over and over is always funny and always annoying when you’re on the receiving end. I still don’t really get the story and how Umbrella and BSAA are related or anything, but the gameplay is super fun, I highly recommend this one if you’ve got someone to play with. Although, we did have to install some files in order to play online co-op, but it’s a pretty simple process.

Resident Evil: Revelations (2012)

This one is rough, as I got halfway through it before I got bored and quit. The game introduces Raymond as a bad guy pointing his gun at you, then there’s a flashback and his backstory is “guy silently standing in corner of room.” Back in present day, five minutes after being introduced as a bad guy, he’s helping you out. Jessica isn’t that bad but her character design is incredibly awful. The first minor thing is when she’s on a mission with Chris in snowy mountains and she’s wearing pounds of makeup. Then later they have her in a wetsuit but some hair is outside of it??? I guess so you know she’s a sexy woman. Plus her wetsuit is literally missing a leg. It leaves her left leg completely bare. The dialogue regarding her is sexist too. Overall, the gameplay is very meh and the plot is kind of dumb, even for RE.

Resident Evil 7: Biohazard (2017)

My second RE game to play, but probably the first one I watched. This game is amazing and I highly recommend it. The first person makes the setting much scarier, and it lets you relate to Ethan and immerse yourself more. I like that Ethan is just Some Guy with no training, he just walks his way through this whole mess like a champ. The boss fights are great and the characters are so memorable. Not to mention the DLCs for the game are wonderful: playing a fucked up version of 21 and then fighting goop monsters hand to hand are seriously fun.

Resident Evil Village (2021)

The most recent RE game and quite possibly the best. Village combines the first person perspective of 7 and the inventory system of 4, making an incredible game. The four lords all have such different environments and it makes for such good variety. My favorite one was the Silent Hill-esque house with the dolls, as scary as it was. The Duke is a fun character and I love that he’s part of the story. Chris’s section at the end turns the game into Call of Duty but it’s a fun massacre through the village, easily destroying enemies that have troubled you all game. Overall one of my favorite RE games.

#resident evil #re1 remake #re2 remake #re3 remake #re code veronica #re4 #re0 #re5 #re revelations #re7 #re village #RE8

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coke-and-candy · 4 years

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A Little Competition Never Hurt Anyone: Part One

Alya is hoping that her contest entry, that she wrote about a certain someone, will finally be the solid proof that Marinette needs to open her eyes and see that Lila is not a bad person. Unfortunately, sometimes the best intentions can be misguided and trust misplaced...

This is a little fic idea that I have had for a while now. I’ve read plenty of salt-fics and I think it’s time to let go of the bitterness that the writers have instilled in us over their poor decisions and writing of the characters we love. Let’s start the new year with a little heartbreak and a little bit of redemption. :)

Edit: Now on FF.net! (link) and AO3 (link)

Part 2! (link)

Alya Césaire was many things…

She was a blogger, an up-in-coming journalist, a proud self-proclaimed superhero enthusiast, passionate, stubborn…

But most importantly she was determined.

It was this unstoppable force of will that was one of her greatest strengths. In her mind at least—her parents and the Paris police department may have a few choice words in regards to her obsessions at times, specifically when it came to recording akuma battles for the Ladyblog…

But she couldn’t help it! Once Alya set her mind to something, she committed her heart and soul to it. She would move mountains and cross oceans to achieve the goal that she had set herself. It also something that, in her mind, made her a good friend. The blogger would never hesitate to stand up for her friends and she was most definitely a ‘ride or die’ type of gal when it came to the people she held dear to her. There wasn’t anything she wasn’t willing to do if it meant helping out the people she cared about.

It’s why she was so invested in making Adrinette happen, her bestie, Marinette, deserved to have her happily-ever-after and get the guy of her dreams. The young Chinese-French biracial fashion designer deserved to have some good karma come her way. She was always working so hard to help everyone else achieve their dreams and goals, killing it as class rep, designing for big names like Jagged Stone and Clara Nightingale, helping out her parents in best bakery in all of Paris, AND she was such a big help when it came to watching the twins so Alya and Nino could have an extra date or two (even if they did tend to dump them on her last minute…).

So if anyone deserved for the universe to smile on him or her for all the good that they do it was Marinette Dupain-freaking-Cheng.

Alya would fight anyone who said otherwise.

The only other person that Alya personally knew who did as much good was Lila Rossi, the new girl who had joined their class a few months into the school year.

The Italian student had already done so much and was continuing to do so much good for the world! What with her numerous charitable works around the world and all the other awesome stuff that she had done, such as rescuing Jagged Stone’s kitten and consulting with Hollywood directors for their next big film projects, just to name a few things. Alya honestly couldn’t remember them all… Plus! Being Ladybug’s BFF!

If Alya didn’t live in Paris, which was currently being terrorized by some major jerk that used magical butterflies to use people’s emotions against them and turn them into unpredictable monsters, AND hadn’t met Marinette—someone with QUITE the impressive resume all on her own (like seriously, that girl was too humble sometimes)—Alya would have thought that Lila was a bit too good to be true…

But Paris had taught her that NOTHING is as impossible as it seems.

Plus, why would anyone lie about those kinds of things? Alya had no reason to NOT believe Lila when she suddenly had to leave town for a few days in order to attend a fundraising event halfway across the world for homeless animals.

So one would think that Marinette and Lila couldn’t be anything BUT friends, considering how amazing both girls were but that was were everything stopped making sense.

After all, they were both kind, selfless, supportive, cheerful people who were fun to be around and both of them were well accomplished, bright young girls.

But for some reason Marinette just didn't want anything to do with the other girl. The moment Lila was mentioned Marinette would start to close off or not partake in the conversation until it had moved on to a new topic. Or if they were all hanging out as a group, Marinette would put as much distance between her and Lila without just straight up leaving. She never wanted to do any group projects with Italian girl, unless they were randomly assigned, the fashion designer always bailed on girls only activities if she knew Lila was going to be there, and would leave earlier if they didn’t tell her.

Alya just couldn’t understand it. Lila was a nice, sweet, and amazing girl! She was sure that if Marinette would just set her jealousy aside for a minute she would be able to see that and then she and Lila could become great friends.

The aspiring journalist knew that Marinette was capable of it too! She had been able to do it with Kagami

The two Asian girls were now really good friends and were hanging out more as well. There was a steady stream of pictures from Marinette’s Instagram showing the two of them having fun together. Even though Kagami was her main competition when it came to winning Adrien’s heart, it didn’t get in the way of the two of them going out for tea or watching those weird Brazilian dramas they both seemed to like. Hell! The female fencer had even now made it up onto Marinette’s famous picture wall along side all of her other friends from class.

So why couldn’t Marinette do the same for Lila?

Lila didn’t even like Adrien that way! Lila had told Alya that in confidence. So what if the Italian got to model alongside the younger Agreste and spend a lot more time with him? That didn’t mean that she was going to steal him away from Marinette. Lila was NOT that kind of girl.

It was starting to really wear on Alya that two of her closest friends—who were also two of the most amazing people she had ever met—couldn’t be in the same room together without some sort of drama starting up. It usually ended with Lila in tears and Marinette leaving because she was unwilling to apologize. For all of her journalistic and reporter skills Alya could not come up with a logical reason as to why Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Lila Rossi could not be friends.

Then, one day, after another one of these drama filled episodes (they had been talking about their intended Lycee coursework plans) Alya had gotten a notification her phone for an upcoming contest and was struck with inspiration for an absolutely ingenious plan!

If Marinette was unwilling to get past her own jealousy and pettiness and see that Lila was genuinely good person then it was up to Alya to prove it to her… and she knew just the way to do it.

La Compétition Olmpe de Gouges.

One of the biggest and most prestigious journalism contests in all of France that was open to all school age and university students. With many former winners, especially for the higher levels, going on to win other highly sought after internships and being accepted into some of the best journalism programs from around the world.

The theme for this year’s competition: future leaders.

According to the prompt, students would have to write and present a biography about a young person who showed promise as a future leader, the impact they have already had in their community, their achievements, their possible impact in the future, and why it is that they are someone for the world to keep an eye on.

And the young blogger knew exactly whom this prompt would be perfect to write about.

Lycee was just around the corner and Alya wanted to start her Lycee career right with a few professional internships or recognitions underneath her belt. She used to think that her blog would give her a big boost when it came to her extra-curricular activities but after meeting Lila… well it just made Alya realize that she needed to step up her game.

Even just placing in the top twenty would be a big boost for Alya’s writing resume!

Double bonus if this was finally what could convince Marinette to swallow her pride, apologize for not really giving Lila a chance, and FINALLY everyone could friends.

This was a win-win situation all around!

The only downside she could possibly see is if Marinette remained stubborn and refused to face the facts and evidence that Alya was about to practically layout in front of her.

But Alya was confident that she could write and a create a presentation good enough to, not only make it to the final rounds, but ALSO convince the budding designer that she had been wrong about their newest classmate this whole time.

As Alya sat down at her desk she opened up her laptop and pulled up the webpage for the contest and made sure to carefully study the rules, guidelines, and the criteria that the entrees would be judged on. Sloppy work was not something Alya planned on turning in. She pulled out a notepad and started brain storming and outlining some ideas she already had, as well as everything she knew about Lila. Sure there seemed to be some blanks and inconsistencies but Alya was just pulling what she could from her memory at the moment.

Lila had done so many awesome things and she was currently doing even more at the moment that it was hard to keep track of everything. She would have to ask her for more information later but for now Alya was content in just brain storming and outlining. Editing and proofreading may not always be something she always got a chance to do, especially with some of her more recent blog posts, but news tended to happen quickly. Blink and you would miss something. Luckily, the contest deadline was not for another six weeks so Alya had plenty of time to clean everything up and get her facts and sources straight.

It was best to get all of her ideas out at once and then go back to organize them later, just to make sure she didn't lose anything she wanted to touch upon in her entry.

The next thing she had to do was make sure that no one knew what she was up to.

She wanted this to be a surprise.

Alya had realized early on that the best way to get Marinette to agree to something was to not give her enough time to overthink things like she tended to do. Even thought it was a little harsh sometimes… but it was honestly for the girl’s own good.

Sometimes a little spontaneity was a good thing, and Lila had told her the other day about how she had volunteered with a charity that specialized in helping with mental health disorders like anxiety and depression. She had then told her all about the new study that was showing promise by putting people with anxiety into situations where there was no chance for them to think about what was ‘supposedly’ stressing them out and thus teaching them that those stressors were no big deal after all. It was still in the early stages of testing but Lila had assured her that the people she was helping were already making major progress in dealing with their anxiety.

Plus, when Marinette did finally get a chance to see her work Alya wanted to make sure that Marinette listened with an unbiased opinion and an open mind.

As Alya continued to write everything she knew about what Lila had done and was currently doing, and all the reasons as to why she was definitely someone who would be sure to make a huge positive impact on the world in the future, she could feel a sense of pride in her friends and in herself.

How lucky she was to have crossed passed with someone so selfless and so remarkable. Especially, when you factored in the fact that Lila didn’t even need to wear a mask and use magic jewelry to do good in the world. But what did she expect from someone who was Ladybug’s best friend? It made sense that someone as awe-inspiring as Ladybug was bound to be close to someone like Lila.

The more Alya brainstormed the more her excitement for this contest grew. She could already picture it…

Her giving her presentation in front of all of her friends and family, Marinette and Lila putting their past beef behind them and hanging out like the good friends Alya just knew they could be…

Alya just knew that this contest was the key to it.

She was absolutely sure of it!

And she was determined to prove it.

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We all know where this is going...

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