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wizkiddx · 3 years

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i have exams hence why i needed to write something exceptionally cringe :)

PSA: this is completely inspired from one of my fave writers own blurb @blissfulparker --> completely recommend u go read hers its much better than anything i could ever write!!!! (and just her whole account) = link

Summary: pure exhaustion and mutual pining, Tom Holland x actress!reader

^(just thought this was cute, doesn't really fit aha but full credit to op!!)

A scheduling nightmare would be putting it lightly. Perhaps almost unavoidable but that didn’t make it any less of a hellish form a torture. Harry had very helpfully said it actually was a form of torture, that is sleep deprivation. Y/n loved her job - it was all she’d ever really wanted - yet that thought was quickly becoming not enough to get her through the day. Not when it felt like an interrogation tactic used by the CIA.

To give a quick timeline of the past few days may give a little context:

Thursday - filming the fight scene all day plus an evening-turned-half-the-night-shoot due to some technically difficulties delaying the process.

Friday - flying to New York while doing read throughs of scenes for the next few days; followed immediately by getting glammed and filming the tonight show with Fallon; then a dash across town to the late late show with James Corden; then straight back on a flight to Atlanta that landed at stupid o’clock in the morning

Saturday - a full day of shooting in a mock grand central station set

The press trip to NY had been unplanned… to say the least. But the star of their studios other new release had taken ill - meaning they had slots booked on some of the biggest talk shows in America that would just be abandoned (angering the shows bookers too). It was a waste of perfectly good promo time and since the studio had their two other stars together doing a block of reshoots - it wasn’t a conversation. Much more a call demanding the two of them to be on the plane.

Normally this wouldn’t be such an unmanageable ask either, except the reshoot block was really rather time pressured. You see, the promo tour wasn’t far from beginning meaning they really needed the final film in the can. So really it was a bit of a mess. Just to free up that single day the two were in New York the whole schedule had had to be rejigged - in doing so they’d lost a rare day off too. It was just typical.

The joys of success hey?

Well, that’s at least what Y/n was making herself think whilst her incredibly talented SFX artist was in the process of crafting a deep wound onto her upper arm. The reason why she would be ‘dripping with blood’ whilst at a train station was beyond Y/n to be honest - she hadn’t been allowed to read a lot of the script so even now as filming was drawing to a close, the story arc of the movie she was headlining was still a little ‘fuzzy’.

“So I watched your ‘spill your guts’ thing on YouTube” Ellie giggled whilst reaching over for more prosthetic putty- a technical term apparently

“I’m glad one of us enjoyed the experience” Y/n replied with a sigh, rolling her eyes at the mischievous smirk on her face - no doubt Ellie took great joy out of seeing her suffer through eating a thousand year old egg. Which Y/n swore the taste of was still in her mouth… and it seemed as though it’d never leave.

“Oh don’t worry darling I did too” Nelli called over from the next chair along, where she was doing Tom’s makeup for the day of shoots. “Between that and the animals on Fallon, you made a hell of a lot of people laugh last night” Tom’s artist was referencing the fact one of Jimmys other guests was a zookeeper, so at the end of the interview he had you and Tom join in trying not to scream at the snakes and spiders.

“You mean laugh at us?”

“Well of course darling!” Nelli exclaimed back in an overdramatic bronx accent making all three of the women burst out laughing, Ellie’s unceremonious snorts echoing through the trailer only egged them all on more.

Tom in response, who had otherwise been absent from conversation for the majority of the morning, exclaimed a curse and jumped up in his chair. While you and Ellie collected yourself, Nelli apologised to him.

“Oh sorry love, I’m interrupting your snooze with my uncontrollable comedic gift” She spoke sweetly, even if still taking the moment to flaunt to the other women, as she squeezed his shoulder compassionately.

“No no” Tom waved off her apology, attempting to rub his eye before Nelli swatted his arm away - a stern look for the risk of ruining all her hard work she’d put into making his face look half presentable.

“I’m impressed you can sleep while they poke you with all these er instruments” Y/n added in, having only just realised Tom had been in a light sleep for god knows how long they’d been in that chair. It did seem a bit unlikely, being able to fall asleep as you were dabbed, prodded and brushed.

“Maybe you should try though Y/n… your purple eye bags are proving a struggle even for me” Ellie quipped back, now it was Y/n’s turn to give the stern look. Tom took the explain though, shutting her off from whatever kindly meant insult she was about to throw back at her friend.

“No normally never, I just….” He was cut off by an ear splitting yawn, appearing almost powerful enough to crack his jaw - which would be a disaster, for no one should ruin such a beautiful and sharp jaw line. “…uh-sorry. I just think I ended up taking my NyQuil and DayQuil the wrong way round in the madness of yesterday.” Only Tom, the poor kid often seemed to lacking in any form of common sense - even if those closest to him knew just how intellectual and passionate he could be about the right topic. Affectionately, Nelli scalded his idiocy by jokingly swatting his head with a little tut.

“I can’t believe your still standing then! I’m barely alive and I don’t have any sedatives in my system.” It was true, Y/n was at that stage where every part of her body felt ridiculously heavy… eyes included … eyes especially.

“But I did sleep on the jet back while your stupid self was studying the script!” Tom replied with a pretty inarguable point - at the time he knew her actions were stupid; when their flight took off at 11 PM he was certain that the most valuable asset to his ability to act in the reshoots today would be sleep - rather than character development. And he’d tried to convince Y/n that briefly, but gave up. She was bloody stubborn when she wanted to be.

“Stop competing about who has it worse cos I think it’s me and Nell”Ellie announced - making Nelli agree empathically with her coworker, nodding her head as she looked first to Y/n in her chair then back at Tom.

“Yeh because we have to deal with your unusable faces!!”

After much sarcasm thrown back and fourth, the trailer slowly ebbed it’s way back into serenity and peace as both artists focused on their work. Once Nelli was done she excused herself, Tom staying in the chair in favour of studying (more like staring blankly) at the dialogue for this mornings scenes. His pretence didn’t last long though and while Ellie was busy adding the final touches of fake blood to the now almost completely believable gash that she’d crafted on Y/n’s arm - Y/n had her attention focused the opposite way.

At poor little Tom. He looked so childlike, his slightly puffy eyes looked as if they had weights tied to them - they way he was having fight against gravity to flutter his eyes open, before loosing the next second only for the process to repeat as they dragged downwards. The broad muscles of his neck occasionally seemed to occasionally let up a little, letting his head tilt slowly at first until it gathered enough momentum to throw him off balance. The then sudden movement of his head unconsciously pulling itself back in line caused his eyes to bolt open prior to the whole cycle repeating again. All Y/n wanted to do was let him lay down someone, her heart feeling a tug in her chest just seeing him like that.

Ellie proclaimed her completion of the wound, leaning back to admire her work before looking to get an affirming nod from Y/n. Yet instead, she was too preoccupied gazing at the boy slouched across from them. “Someone seems a little distracted.” Ellie smirked, finally garnering Y/n’s attention, only feeling more and more smug watching a light tint appear on the actors cheeks.

“I-well-no… we need to go.” Y/n ignored her words as though nothing had happened, instead rushing off the chair to get Tom out the chair and onto the awaiting set. They had places to be.

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Honestly when the director, Ed, called for lunch break, it was pretty apparent to be purely as a compassionate gesture to Y/n and Tom. Both of them had tried so hard this morning to fully commit, even so they’d both been almost completely useless. Y/n kept missing cues whilst all Tom’s actions and lines where slow, dragged out and at times completely prompted from someone behind the cameras.

So when the lunch break was called there was only one thing on Y/n’s mind and what sandwich was available in the mess tent was not it. Still standing on the set next to her fake holdall bag she looked toward Tom, who was pulling himself up to standing from the train station bench - the pace of his movement making him look more like an old man.

“You good?” His answer was predictable.

“I’m so fucking shattered”

Tom swore he’d never heard anything sweeter come out of Y/n’s pink lips than her next statement.

“C’mon I know somewhere we can lie down.”

Without any sort of thought Tom blindly agreed, nodding as he took her outstretched hand in his. The gesture in itself brought a fresh wave of comfort to his aching limbs and as his feet stumbled to catchup with her slight head start he leant the majority of his weight into their connected hands.

Neither would admit it but they were ‘a thing’… whatever the hell that meant. It was clear as day to everyone and anyone that worked closely to the two but neither of them had ever broached the topic with each other. They’d worked on a few films together over the years; each time they got closer and closer to the point any job without the other simply wasn’t as good. It was scary though, especially for two actors in the prime of their careers. If they weren’t working the same film they’d likely be the opposite side of the world to each other most of the time - quality time together would be few and far between, Really their jobs didn’t suit dating at all, yet it would be perhaps easier if one half of it worked a ‘normal’ job. Something with consistency, a regular structure. A level of dependability that neither Y/n nor Tom could offer to the other.

So it was terrifying, acknowledging the growth in their magnetic attraction to each other. Both were acutely aware that doing that, confronting their feelings, would most likely signal the beginning of the end.

Although none of this stoped Y/n from returning the gesture, tilting her shoulder into Tom’s left side as they took slow steps through and then out the set building. She steered the two past the hair and makeup trailer and round into a store and extra equipment trailer. Tom tilted his head as she climbed the stairs whilst beckoning for him to follow - it didn’t seem like the most obvious choice. Rolling her eyes, Y/n explained.

“It’s where all the blankets and coats and kept for the raining scenes plusssss no one will disturb us in here.” Again Tom was not in a position to disagree, eyes drooping as his shoulders sagged to the floor. Right now he’d take anything.

So he climbed up the stairs and shut the door behind him, just as Y/n flipped the light on. She was right, it was well equipped and with an almost mountainous supply of red blankets that normally the crew and extra would all be wrapped up in after the freezing rain scenes with all the ‘waterfall machines’ as Y/n called them. However it was also um…. It was cosy. “Oh I don’t think I realised how small it was” She chuckled lightly, since now the door was closed her back was pressed up against the far wall of cabinets and still her front was mere millimetres from Tom.

“I…I don’t mind… if-if you don’t?”

“I’m too tired to care” She giggled in response, and Tom , now with her seal of approval, immediately started ransacking the piled shelves for all their worth creating a floor carpeted in the pale red of the blankets, in an attempt to make it more cosy. Joining in, it was almost remarkable how quickly their bodies suddenly agreed to move, with the new promise of rest mere moments away.

Once the trailer was fully drowned, Tom kicked off his costume shoes and threw his jacket off - it haphazardly landing by the doorway. Y/n copied him, leaving her stood up whilst he had the advantaged of already settling down on the floor, her standing and looking down at him.

The space between the two opposing shelving units was not close spacious enough for two people to lie down whilst keeping a respectable level of personal space. Suddenly feeling a wave of awkwardness, Y/n stayed standing, wringing her hands slightly - whilst fairly certain Tom could hear her heart running at 100 mph.

“You er… gonna stay there or?” Tom, contrary to popular belief, wasn’t a complete idiot - he could see she was suddenly self conscious. He got it too - they’d never crossed this boundary of choosing to cuddle into each other. It had happened once of twice accidentally over there 2 years of knowing each other. Both of those times it was completely accidental, falling asleep watching a movie with a safe distance of space b between the two, only to find hours later their bodies almost completely intwined. Tom would be lying if he said that his heart didnt skip a beat when he had awoken to Y/n’s soft and gently breath fanning into his neck. He’d loved it, but understood that was unconsciously breaking down part of the wall they’d both been the constructors of.

For fear of getting hurt.

So now, as Y/n awkwardly bent down and lay on her side, he thought it was imperative to make her feel comfortable. Naturally then, his arm slid round her shoulders and pulled her down toward his chest, releasing a little breath as he felt her relax, her legs slowly wrapping round one of his.

“This okay?” He murmured, now into the crown of her head as she lay half on her side half on his chest. In reply she nodded into him and Tom couldn’t help but grin- unbeknownst to him but Y/n was doing the exact same thing.

The peace lasted all of 3 seconds until she groaned again.

“What?” Tom enquired as she wriggled out his hold and stood up. Instead of replying though she just leant over and flicked the one harsh light bulb off making Tom chuckle as she fumbled her way back onto the padded floor in the darkness, earning a few grunts from both as she accidentally kicked Tom’s thighs or banged her head on one of the now empty shelves. Fumbling her way back into a comfortable position, occasionally cursing when she stubbed her toe- or Tom did when she accidentally elbowed him in the ribs.

“Comfy?” Tom asked a little sarkily as he squeezed her a little more into his side.

“Mhmmmm… I’m gonna sleep for 100 years”

“Yeh me… me too”

And with that they both almost instantly and in complete unison sagged into each other and the blankets - the pent up stress and tension of the past few days ebbing away.

What the pair had neglected to remember was that sleeping for 100 years wasn’t really an option. The whole crew of 50 people, who wanted to restart filming after 45 minutes, had not been told about Y/n’s little hiding place. The pair were so completely safe in their own little cocoon of comfort they were completely oblivious to their teams calling there names more and more frantically. Completely oblivious to the game of hide and seek the situation had descended into, completely oblivious to Harrys natural annoyance as the director asked him for the whereabouts of the two stars - as though Harry was childminder to the pair of them.

It was Nelli who found them first. She’d and Ellie and Tom’s manager had all been recruited by Harry as part of the man hunt. Both girls, having seen first hand the state of the two this morning, were fairly certain they’d both crashed out somewhere. So Nelli, already with a sneaking suspicion, opened the door gently, her figure blocking the majority of the light from seeping through to the dimly lit inside. The sight she was met with had her actually pouting at the cuteness - and yes its a cringey word but also the only one appropriate.

Between bedding down and barely an hour later the two had managed to become impossibly tighter pressed to each other. Y/n’s face was pressed into the crook of Tom’s neck and his arms seemed to have pulled her on-top of him almost completely. Her left leg was hooked under his right, which was then sandwiched by his left too. They both looked so pure and innocent and god did Nelli know they both needed any extra time they could get.

Nelli cared a lot about Tom, she’d been working with him from the beginning, from the child star days to now. She cared about him like her very annoying surrogate son and she wanted to see him looked after. She also so completely wanted the two stars to stop pining after each other. Because frankly it was getting a little frustrating for everyone else.

So she chose to tactically forget about her discovery, sneaking a photo on the sly before silently pulling the door closed and leaving them to their sleep.

#tom holland #tom holland fluff #tom holland x reader #tom holland x famous!reader #tom holland x actress!reader #fluff

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kylos · 4 years

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i was asked to make some fic recs of stuff i’ve been reading since tros dropped but since tumblr has a glitch where i can’t add a “read more” cut in asks, i decided to make it a separate post because i have a LOT. all of them are rated E except for like, three lmao and they’re mostly modern au ones with some fix-its thrown in. i’ll put two of my favorites outside of a cut and the rest after it.

(won’t you let me) walk you home from school by somethingdifferent modern au. ongoing. ben and rey are co-workers at a private school. rey as a elementary school art teacher is SO CUTE. her and ben have a slow burn enemies to lovers situation going on and god, what can i say about this fic. one of THE BEST reylo fics i’ve ever read. incredibly in character. you know those fics that are so enthralling that they draw you in and you realize like 3 hours later that you’ve read the whole thing? this fic is one of those stories. it reels you in. and REY. i hate fics that are like, “she’s so plain and mousy and ordinary and lanky” like, NO. i love that this author characterizes her as the vibrant, sweet, radiant person she is. and ben’s deadpan humor in this is amazing. he’s got it so bad for rey but he’s such a self-sabotaging goof. just, god. i can’t stress enough how amazing of a fic this is. a must read. and if you love what we do in the shadows, read somethingdifferent’s cracky wwdits x reylo crossover oneshot - it’s hilarious

a place to go by delia-pavorum (literaryminded) modern au. bit of a slow burn. ben and rey are strangers and accidentally both end up at luke’s cabin during xmas vacation because luke, a fellow teacher at rey’s school lends it to her for the holiday and a certain grumpy tol nephew of his happens to drop by thinking it’s vacant. they get snowed in. [in bill hader’s stefan voice] this fic has everything: bed sharing, an enemies-to lovers dynamic, slow dancing to frank sinatra, snark, british!rey and ben finding her accent adorable, ben reading jane austen to a sick rey, smut, and fluff. another one of the best reylo fics i’ve ever read in the past 5 years i’ve been a shipper. it’s so well written and it made me cry with how moved i was by it. i stayed up all night reading all 8 chapters it was that good.

the man, the stallion, and the wind by voicedimplosives modern au. i love this fic so, so, so much. rey picks up a hitchhiking ben and they have to hang out in her trailer while the winter storm calms down. so fluffy and smutty i love it so much. their characterizations are perfect. definitely a fic that i’m gonna come back to read over and over again.

between two lives by neonheartbeat modern au. rey’s a model and her car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and she stays with mechanic ben solo while her car gets worked on. SUCH a good fic. the build up to their relationship is *chefs kiss* and the smuttttt. amazing. and i was not prepared for all the feels.

carve your name upon my heart by TourmalineGreen modern au and 3 chapters. one of the most unique fics i’ve ever read. it actually got me really emotional and i like, hardly ever cry reading fics. rey’s an artist that creates a sculpture (ben) that comes to life. such a beautiful fic, i absolutely adore it.

big dick problems by TourmalineGreen modern au. rey and ben are co-workers at a book store and ben being a kind of aloof person, rey thinks he hates her (she’s wrong ofc asdklfjsd). anyway one day at work she sees that he was browsing the r/bigdickproblems subreddit on his phone aaaand i won’t say more. seriously, go read this. it’s SUCH a good fic, ben & rey are so in character and it’s a good plot.. it’s one of those fics that i’m definitely gonna come back to re-read a bunch of times.

rebel side of heaven by jeeno2 modern au. ben and rey are friends, but i guess they’re more so acquaintances in the same friend group. ben’s a virgin and rey offers to teach him about sex but unbeknownst to her, ben’s got a massive crush on her 😏

tattooed heart by KyloTrashForever modern au. one of the best modern au fics i’ve ever read. i stayed up all night reading it, it was soooo good. just. the smut, the fluff. i can’t recommend it enough. the description: “ Rey Johnson has found herself down on her luck lately. A week long vacation to Hawaii for her best friend’s destination wedding should be just the thing she needs, only her day has been hell. Hell, her year has been hell. When the hot bartender with that fucking mouth makes her an enticing proposition, she finds herself unable to refuse. Besides, it isn’t as if she’ll ever see him again...”

sealed to me by glittergothh canonverse and takes place after tlj. this could serve as a tros fix it tbh because it’s like it’s own movie. i love the plot and ben & rey are so in character. the knights of ren actually play an integral part in this. love the finn/ben interactions.

love like ghosts by Yours_Truly_Commander_Shepard canonverse. my favorite tros fix-it fic so far. features the world between worlds, ezra, ahsoka, and anakin. rey goes back in time to save ben. and the scene where rey visits ben on mustafar 👀🔥 LORD. i LOVE this so much and it was just what i needed to read after the train wreck that was tros.

I've Got You, Babe by crossingwinter modern au. oneshot. a REALLY cute t-rated fic about ben taking care of rey after she gets the flu :’)

charcoal and petals by Hormonal_Trashbag modern au. a really sweet tattoo artist/flower shop worker fic that i really enjoyed! i’m a sucker for this trope because of abigeyedowl’s gorgeous tattoo-artist!ben and florist!rey art tbh

9 Pints by tigbit modern au. ben’s a vampire. oh my god this fic is amazing. it’s still ongoing but some of the best smut i’ve EVER read. a bit of a slow burn but man. it’s so good.

miles from where you are by Mooncactus modern au. i hardly EVER read anything under M but this has to be one of THE best reylo fics i’ve ever read. their characterizations, the slow burn, oh my god. it’s SO good and funny and fluffy. enemies to lovers perfection. the description: “After an argument over Star Wars fandom with a "gatekeeping, entitled monster" with the cryptic username of KyloRen, Rey finds herself stuck in a series of unavoidable video calls.”

saving mr. wanks by LovesBitca8 modern au. oneshot. rey catches ben in the act of uh, wanking off in the men’s restroom lmfaooo. it’s rare when a fic actually makes me like cry of laughter and this fic was hilarious. and the SMUT oh my god. so good.

auld lang syne by KyloTrashForever modern au. oneshot. ben and rey are roommates. ben keeps getting text messages from an unknown number with uh, explicit pictures and he eventually accuses rey of sending them to him ASLKDFJSD. i won’t say more because i don’t wanna spoil it but i love this fic sm.

bliss, balance and birth by crossingwinter canonverse. oneshot. ben teaches their daughter how to read. this is SO cute and just what i needed to read after tros.

gorgeous by Ever-so-reylo (Ever_So_Reylo) modern au. ben and rey are co-workers and they end up having to go on a company retreat. enemies to lovers perfection

caught in the headlights by jeeno2 modern au. twoshot. “Rey Johnson forgets to wear a bra to work. Fortunately, nobody notices. (Except for Ben Solo.)” 😏

transference by fear_of_being_bitten modern au. ongoing. rey is ben’s psychologist so this is definitely a taboo fic but GOD the tension between them is like no other fic i’ve read. ben’s an asshole with this air of bravado about him because he’s trying to cover up his insecurities and rey is having none of his shit no matter how much he tries to push her buttons. it’s so well written and another one of the best reylo fics i’ve read. i’m so eager for each update to the fic. here’s an excerpt:

“So you enjoy controlling powerful women,” Rey repeats, making her voice sound uninterested. She takes notes, although it’s unlikely she’ll forget a word of what he’s saying. It gives her an excuse to look away from him.

“I do. But it’s not the taking of the control that I like. I’m big enough that I can take whatever I want.”

me when i read that:

aaaand that’s it for now. i’m still continuing to read fic like every day since i got laid off (thanks covid lmao) so feel free to hit me up in a few weeks or months or whatever and i’ll share more of my fave fics <3

#reylo #fic recs #*

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enter-the-phantom · 4 years

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A few words on the selfship community that probably will and should make you mad (rant incoming from an angry sick person who loves their small blog friends and hates elitism)

The selfship community actually really sucks. I’m saying it, because I haven’t seen anyone else say it. I don’t care that this post is going to piss people off. I’m saying it anyway bc I’ve had a lot of meds, bad medical news, I’m pissed, and I’m tired of seeing all the sadness on my homepage from our community and I’m saying something about it. This post may get a little angry and accusatory, so if you don’t like that, keep scrolling, because I’m saying what I want to say and what needs to be said. It’s totally okay to reblog though as long as you’re not trying to fight me on this. I’m not arguing about this post. I know it will rub some folks the wrong way and I’m okay with that.

I’ve seen so many people upset and feeling invalidated bc they’re constantly ignored no matter how hard they try to participate and be included. And then I see other people, the “selfshipping elite”, if you will, who are elite often for no reason other than the “high quality” content they post or their number of followers, receive tons and tons of unprompted letters, art, etc every day and I’m just like...we can see that people are being left out and hurt. Can you maybe back off the selfship celebrities and spend some of that time supporting the new people and the small blogs? Leave a nice comment. Send a kind ask. Maybe don’t draw your fifth piece of gift art for a huge celebrity blog and send a doodle to someone who’s sad about feeling invalidated and forgotten.

You don’t have to know their chosen characters. It isn’t hard to leave a sincere comment or a kind reblog about how cute and wonderful they are together, because they are and they deserve your support. You don’t have to spend hours on a fancy art piece for them, you don’t have to flood your blog with reblogs of other ships if you don’t want to. Likes and kind comments and sincerely interested asks are fast, easy, and they cost you nothing. This community is about supporting one another. If you don’t want to participate and prefer to selfship on your own, that’s totally fine! This is NOT directed at people who prefer to ship in a solitary way. But if you do and your participation is focused on one or two blogs with hundreds of followers and notes per post, who you know has a large support system, try sharing that love with someone who needs it. (I’m not talking about ignoring your bff blog for a stranger. I’m talking about sharing your time with those in our community who feel lonely and left out.)

And don’t even get me started on the events that reward massive blogs and force small blogs to the back. I personally know at least seven people, not including myself, who have dropped out of participating in the takeover events and Letters to my S/I because they are ignored and cast aside no matter what they do and how hard they try. They send letters, they make promos, and they get nothing. They watch other blogs receive 10+ letters from their f/o’s, and don’t receive a single one. Clearly people feel comfortable writing for their favs because they’re doing it over and over and over again for the big blogs. Fuck that. And then there’s the elitist nature of how we lift up the blogs and people who create “better” and “more advanced” art and content and ignore the less experienced artists bc they’re “not as pretty” for your blog to reblog. Don’t pretend we don’t do it, because we do. The validity of someone’s feelings and ships is not proportionate to how well they write or how pretty their pictures are. It is not proportionate to how developed their ship is.

I get that this community is BIG and people will inevitably somehow be left out simply bc of the sheer size. But we can alleviate that with small, easy acts of kindness that take seconds your time. You don’t have to spend all day looking for small blogs to send love to. But you see someone on your dashboard with single digit notes, talking about their faves or posting art or writing or anything at all, tapping the like button takes less than a second. Saying something pointed and sincere and kind is so, so fast and easy. A lot of you are spending that time worshipping blogs who you think will reward you somehow for it anyway, so there’s no excuse.

The thing with selfshipping is that we, like it or not, do not receive validation from the people we love bc they cannot physically do it. They’re not in our plane of existence, they’re not “real”. And many of us use this is a coping mechanism because we do not feel loved and seen in our own outside lives. It is a terrible feeling to find a community you believe will see you, will help you feel loved and validated, and to be ignored over and over again, through no fault of your own. It messes with you, because you have not progressed to the point where you can rely on your f/o to help you feel seen, and no one will tell you that your f/o sees you. Many of us, especially those with low self esteem who are still learning to love ourselves, cannot rely on our f/o’s for that love and validation. It has to come from outside of us, from the community. And too many members of our community are not receiving that, for no good reason other than we’re too busy sending it to others who already have it.

We’re giving hundred dollar bills to some people while others are begging for pennies. Split the difference. It isn’t hard.

This community is not as supportive and wonderful as we act like we are and I’m getting real fucking sick of it.

Reblog this, get mad, tell me I’m bitter. I don’t care. I didn’t write this to be nice. I didn’t even write it about me. My relationship with my f/o’s is solid enough to where relative silence on my blog doesn’t bother me too much anymore (although to be bitter for a second here, I am baffled that I have 500+ followers and average about 5 notes per post involving selfshipping. I mean...thanks for following me. But the only people who interact with me here are maybe two or three people I know fairly well. Which is confusing. I’m more confused over that than I am bitter or upset though, I promise). I wrote this for all the other folks I’ve seen who are still learning how to believe in their f/o’s love, and aren’t being encouraged on that journey.

#negative #im sorry guys but its true #this isnt even about me im sick of scrolling through my feed seeing sad shippers bc youre all focused on like ten people #im gonna say it and wont apologise #selfshipping #selfshipping community #im learning to be more honest and open with people about whats actually bothering me and this community bothers me #oh and while im being controversial and pissing people off #STOP SHIPPING WITH REAL PEOPLE. its nonconsenual and not okay.#this is totally okay to reblog btw

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billy-batson · 6 years

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an anon asked a while back if i could write an essay explaining why i hate karen and kastle and me, being me, saved it in my asks until i could further explain to full capacity. my response?

absolutely. i’ve had this ask in my inbox for quite a few weeks, since before the release of the punisher. in order for people to understand my view points and beliefs, we must take off any shipping goggles we might have and view it from a fairly objective view point. (i’ve also added my own gifs to this because eh, why not?) also, this got quite long so under a cut it goes. also, it sort of gets messy but bear with me. (word count: 2.5k)

we’ll first begin with miss karen page. first introduced as a girl being framed for a murder she did not commit; a fresh breath of air, of sorts, in a show focusing mainly on foggy and matt, two men. as the first season moves on, we see that she’s interested in discovering more about union allied, who attempted to frame her, and that eventually leads her to ben urich, a reporter who, in his heyday, followed thrilling and intense cases and wrote groundbreaking articles. now, though, since he’s aged and has more concern for his life and job--which he needs to support his dying wife while she’s in the hospital--he writes whatever his editor wants him to. he’s fine with this. in fact, he’s comfortable with this.

the issue, though? karen essentially pushes him back into this type of work, bringing him into her hunt on union allied which he explicitly stated, multiple times, that he did not wish to do. he knows how this will likely end--he even tells her as much, reminding her that he’s old now, and he’s “a lot less stupid”. while we can’t entirely fault her for coercing him into working with her, since he is a grown man and he can make his own decisions, she was the cause of the events that led up to, and caused, his death. yes, a white woman caused a black man’s death. unsurprising news when you’re black.

after his death, though? karen--who holds absolutely no relation to him--gets the ownership of his car, which could have gone towards paying his wife’s hospital bills, and his job, despite having absolutely no credentials or prior experience. that is a fine example of white privilege. never worked or trained a day in that work, ever, and yet she gets his job. i know this isn’t real life, but it’s a piece of realistic fiction. it should be realistic---which, i guess, it is, since the only way someone with no credentials or experience in journalism is going to get a job is if they’re white. also, this is marvel netflix’s first example of violently murdering a black person in their series (which they do in every one of their series), so that leaves a foul taste in my mouth, as a black person.

and next came the, what i like to call “weirdly random ooc #female badassness! wannabe episode”, aka the episode where she kills wesley, stating that she’s fired a gun before and insinuated that she’s killed before. not only does she get off scot free for this (which, by the way, never would have happened unless she was white), but it’s also never mentioned ever again. it was a needless act that was ludicrous in execution and inserting into the narrative. it was just a way to say “look! our blonde haired beauty is a badass haha :)”

season two comes along, and it’s shown that she’s digging up information about the punisher while also going on dates with matt. eventually, though, she meets frank for who he is and this is what i call the sort of beginning of manipulation, at least for her, but i’ll be getting more into depth about this later. in the last few episodes, she gives frank an ultimatum -- stop being the punisher, or she’ll walk away. you’ll recall that in the defenders, she also gave matt the same ultimatum, which is a form of manipulation and underlying abuse. karen can not accept that these mens’ alter egos is who they are inside, and that causes for her to make them choose between her and doing what they want to do. having experienced such abuse from the hands of ex friends in the past, it sealed the deal for my disdain for her.

the main thing i dislike about karen is how she’s written in a way where it’s as if she can do no wrong. and fandom’s behavior definitely perpetuates that. she’s seen as a “#perfect cinnamon roll” or a “#goddess” or a saint or whatever fandom is referring to her as. she truly is not all that, yet the writers tend to portray her as such. (needless to say that in the comics, she sold matt’s identity as daredevil for drugs, but that’s beside the point.) she does not deserve to be held to such a high pedestal, and fandom, specifically certain individuals in the fandom, should not hate people who point out valid criticism of her because they can’t see it from any perspective that isn’t their own.

on that note, fandom is a large part of my hatred for characters or ships. fandom never knows how to be normal and they either detest you for not liking their favorite character / ship, or don’t listen to you at all.

when it comes to kastle, though, things are more simple to explain. (as of writing, i am currently on the third episode of the punisher and going slowly through it for obvious reasons.) the entire reason frank does what he does, is because of the death of his family. of his children, of his wife. he relives that all throughout season two of daredevil despite claiming to not have ptsd, and we see it even more intensely in the punisher. he thinks of his wife and children every day, without fail--often times its the first thing he thinks of, and the last thing he thinks of. even a year to two years after their death, the wound is still raw and he is very much not over it.

so why, pray tell, is the ship kastle a thing? he is not, in anyway capable of having or maintaining a healthy relationship as of right now--nor might he ever. the fact that people could excuse this obviously damaged man’s feelings just to ship him with fandom’s white fave, thinly veiled self insert character is saddening and bordering on disgusting. he hasnt even had the chance to heal or breathe and everyone’s already shipping him with her?

matt said that karen deserves better than him. “better than [matt]” does not equal “you should date frank”. frank, himself, says that karen is in love with matt. he compares that love to him and his wife, who he’s not over. karen understands this and accepts this -- she is in love with matt, just as frank is in love with maria, still.

his love for maria is further solidified in the first episode of the punisher, when he repeatedly relives good moments that he had with maria and reminisces on the things that he loved about her through his memories. he, in every way, needs healing. what he does not need is a relationship. that would be one of the last things that he needs, especially after going through all that he has. the death and loss of his family was one of the most traumatic things he’s experienced, to the point that he takes it upon himself to track every single person connected to their murder and kill them, even going so far as juarez, mexico, to do so. six months after that is not enough time for the emotional stability that frank needs before a relationship with anyone could even be considered.

after frank kills schoonover, karen is visibly upset.

she didn’t want him to kill someone, and she even goes so far as to tell him that he can’t keep doing what he’s doing, otherwise, they’re through, and she’s walking. (to which he obviously keeps doing what he’s doing and doesn’t look back as he leaves her in the woods.)

going back a bit, in episode ten, after his escape, she’s afraid of him to the point that she draws a gun on him.

(needless to say the scene right after this is everyone’s beloved #zomg kastle!! scene. everyone seems to ignore what happened right before that scene though. hm. wonder why.)

does that even seem like a good relationship build up? he makes her cry out of a fear for him, she gives him an ultimatum, manipulating him, she pulls a gun on him and absolutely can kill him, as seen since she’s murdered wesley and has apparently done so before in the past. he has no reason to believe that she won’t pull that trigger, and the audience, aside from knowing that the punisher is too iconic of a character to kill off, has no reason to believe that she won’t pull that trigger. why not? she’s done it before on screen, and she showed us what she’s capable of doing.

she doesn’t get the chance to because her apartment is shot up and frank, the good person that he is, ducks down and protects her. because he’s a good person, and she’s someone he can consider, at this point, to be a sort of “friend”. (i’m like, 90% sure none of you guys have ever had any good things happen to you from good people or that yall have friends and cant tell the difference between friendship love and romantic love, since yall ship this, but i rest my case.)

a fun scene i saw pop up in the anti kastle tag -- a post written by a shipper -- was the scene in the punisher where someone refers to karen as “his girlfriend, and takes that as a sign. please, i know we all know better than this. people tease people all the time when it comes to friends, especially attractive ones, typically those of the opposite gender. i can’t list the number of times that one of my childhood friends was called “my boyfriend” by my family or i was called “his girlfriend” by his. it would be completely ludicrous to presume that that sort of comment meant anything other than a jest or a poke at frank’s expense. that’s what friends are like, that’s a universal experience for most people who have friends. it does not hint towards that ship or somehow verify it. thats not what the comment was. by thinking it verifies the ship in some way, you’re all effectively making a mountain out of...dust.

finally, let’s talk about fandom’s need to show their ass when it comes to their ableism. frank castle has ptsd, albeit he is in denial of such a fact. fandom often writes fics and headcanons that if kastle was canon, karen could “fix” frank of his ptsd and “make the pain go away”. for one thing, ptsd does not go away. it doesn’t. being with someone does not make it go away. i know fandom likes to see karen as a saint or an angel or a goddess, but she’s human. even if kastle were to happen, the ptsd would still be there. frank isnt going to magically be “cured” because he’s dating karen page. the fact that this is such a common fandom headcanon is ableist in and of itself. as an abuse survivor still living in an abusive situation, fandom needs to understand that ptsd does not go away. it can be lessened, yes, but it does not go away. an event such as watching your entire family get slaughtered before your very eyes does not go away, especially when said person repeatedly has flash backs of said event. you cannot expect it to. this is part of the reason why the fandom, itself, sickens me.

also, there are volatile tendencies on both sides. as karen isn’t the sole person to blame for why this ship borders on toxicity (almost as bad as the fandom); frank is, as well. due to his volatile nature, and her stubborn and subtle manipulations, as well as the fact that neither of them, specifically frank, are in a position to be in a relationship with anyone (karen as well, considering matt, who she canonically loves, has just appeared to die), makes this ship unable to work. it cannot work and it does not work despite fandom’s perpetual pleas to make it work, likely due to the fact that karen is the self insert character for women all across the fandom, typically and most often, from what i’ve seen, the white women. (needless to say that comics canon karen is so vastly different from show karen that she might as well be a self insert oc at this point.) these are the same white women who will likely regard this as “misogyny” and label it as just “another hater hating”. that is not what i am, but if thats your prerogative, to demonize a black woman for pointing out valid criticisms and flaws found in the beloved ship and the white woman, thats not my problem.

so, in conclusion, why do i hate karen? mainly due to the fact that her white privilege gets her a job, a car of a dead man with a dying wife, who’s dead as a result of her actions, and, of course, fandom and their constant push to make her a savior of some kind, here to “fix” frank. why do i hate kastle? because of fandom’s desire to show their ableism in wanting karen to “fix” frank of his ptsd and thinking that a relationship with the woman who gave him an ultimatum and manipulated him in order to act the way that she wanted him to is anywhere near “romantic”. volatile relationships built on past fear of the other and aiming a gun at the other is not a good foundation for any ship. since their meeting, they were known as being in love with other people, and they are currently in a space where they believe their loves are dead. why would someone’s first reaction be to ship them with each other? why would someone’s first reaction be to ship the man who regularly has nightmares and panic attacks about the death of his family and his wife with someone else when he is obviously still in mourning? why would someone’s first reaction be to ship the woman who was crying, sobbing as she attempted to keep him from doing what he wanted to, who was so afraid of him to the point that she held him at gunpoint? where does any of this set the foundations of a good ship?

and why would one ship it?

#lena.txt #anti kastle #anti karen page #userholly #this is it in a nutshell. the ship that gives me anxiety attacks and makes me nauseous.

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frejann · 7 years

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A post about Hetalia

I get too many asks like this so I’m going to tell you some more in depth shit okay so get ready, this is the last time I try to explain why I try to avoid this show even though i like some of the characters and some of the ideas of the show.

The idea of the show

The concept of Hetalia is really cool, maybe it could be good. A bunch of characters that are the representations of entire countries full of people that then have to interact and try their best to get along and make the humans behave while also teaching the audience about historical events and culture in various countries. Sure it’s really complicated and weird, but anime is always like that and the idea sounds kinda interesting. The show is very simple and silly and the characters are all goofy and funny. Nothing violent ever really happens its pretty much just the characters interacting and giving us some historical lessons full of jokes.

Is Hetalia offensive and racist?

I would say Hetalia could be a lot better, both in how its told and how its made, If you’re a person who has never read the manga or seen the anime the idea of it probably sounds very problematic but it’s actually not that bad. Dont get me wrong, parts of it are pretty bad but not as bad as you’d think, at least not the original Japanese version. The show doesn’t necessarily touch much on the very sensitive historical events its not like we see actual war scenes or characters dying, rather it tells us facts about the countries, about the culture. As a person who always loved history and culture I’d have to say some of the jokes in the show can be pretty funny and maybe even clever (but most of the time its just Italy running around and making weird noises). It’s safe to say the original idea for this show was probably for it to simply be an educational and fun way to learn world history, whether it actually is what it tries to be is up for debate.When it comes to racism the English dub however does have a lot of pretty terrible jokes, obvious stereotype accents and so on that many may find offensive, but that’s just the English version. But that’s not really the point, what makes Hetalia really offensive and annoying are the fans, and I feel bad for saying it but its true

The Hetalia fans

The show in itself may actually be pretty okay, some may hate it but the show in itself isn’t actually the worst show to ever be created on this earth believe it or not. But the fandom blows things out and create so much bullshit that it does make the show seem really bad.

Anyone can tell that things are about to get problematic if you have fan girls shipping countries that in real life have been in war with each other. I wouldn’t say its wrong to ship the characters in the show they are fictional after all, but the fans go way out of hand and they bring their weird fan girl stuff into real life. I have literally met fans of the show that dressed up as Nazis, I have met people who drew so much problematic fan art, I have met people who constantly joked about horrible real life events and used them as content for their shippings. I can maybe understand if its events that took place a long time ago (many shows and comedians do that kinda stuff, Hetalia isn’t the only show that jokes about Hitler and nazis) but the Hetalia fans have a tendency to also use horrible things that may have happened very recently, events from which many victims are still grieving or events that are still going on right now and it’s very disturbing.

Not to mention that for some reason the hetalia fandom in particular is very good at creating loads of fan content that involves incest and rape, I’m not sure why but I have never seen so much of that kinda content in any other fandom. Usually I dont care what kinda weird creepy shit other people draw or write, but when there’e so much of it it kinda creeps me out.

Why are they so annoying?

Hetalia fans in most cases, are pretty young, about 13 to 17 years old, of course younger and older fans exist but this is just based on the many people I talked to for years. Also I personally liked the show from when I was 14 to when I was about 18. Because of this its understandable why many of the fans are considered reckless, uneducated and annoying, because that’s what people are like when they are teenagers. I was stupid when I was a teen as well.

The show can also be brought up at all times because the show is literally about the entire world. The fans appear as so annoying because they bring up Hetalia in every fucking conversation and it makes me want to die. Almost all anime fans are a bit like that, we like to bring up our fave anime, I’m guilty of that as well, but hetalia fans are the best at it for sure because you can almost always find a way to sneak Hetalia into any topic. I’m not saying thats some kind of excuse for hetalia fans behavior but at least there’s a bit of an explanation to why they can seem so obnoxious.

Personal experiences

I’m not saying all hetalia fans are bad people but many of them are annoying and many of them do things without thinking first. About a year ago at a convention I met a friend and she had a big group of hetalia fans. At one point one girl asked me if I was the person who made the “the adventures of potatoboy” comic and the fan art and such, she recognized me from selfies I had posted on tumblr. I told her that yes that’s me and then kindly asked her not to tell people about it because I don’t like getting too much attention. However only minutes later she had told the entire group and started showing my comic to everyone, about 30 people. They all started talking to me, that’s cool I guess but I have social anxiety so I wasn’t really feeling it. I clearly stated I wanted to leave and go to my friends and started walking away, but some girls followed me and asked questions about the comic; that is not cool. I ended up having to distract them and then literally run and hide for about 15 minutes until finally I met my jojo group and hid behind them for the rest of that day, that is absolutely not cool. They were never necessarily rude to me but I was really scared when several people started following me and didn’t want to leave me alone despite the fact that I told them multiple times. And I’m not saying all Hetalia fans are like them but many of them seriously are and I know because I have met them many times.

Ever since I stopped posting Hetalia content and moved on to other shows the amount of drama, arguments and anon hate I used to get involved in without even trying has basically gone down to almost zero. Also my art doesn't get stolen as much anymore, when I drew Hetalia my art got reposted by other people so much to the point where someone even made an instagram account and pretended to be me in order to gain more followers. Also people would sell my art on redbubble without asking me. If that��s not fucking weird then I don’t know what is.

So do I actually hate Hetalia?

No, I dont. I always liked the characters, they are silly and fun to draw. Yes the animation is probably the worst I have ever seen in an anime and the show certainly isn’t perfect in fact it’s pretty shit. But I don’t hate it and I dont hate people who like it, however I don’t trust the Hetalia fandom and I dont want to be a part of it ever again. All they do is argue, get into fights, act stupid in public and make me scared to go to conventions. If you like Hetalia that’s fine, if you think it’s racist and offensive then yeah that is your opinion and I understand that. For me what made me stop liking it was the fans, and yeah maybe I just had bad luck and kept running into the fans that steal and harass people but it made me very tired, and probably a main reason is also the fact that I got older

#hetalia #hetalia axis powers #long post

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moonraccoon-exe · 7 years

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Your writing is amazing, especially with the smol chocobro HCs :D Now I'm curious...how would smol bros + smol Nyx, Ravus and Cor react to seeing mascots? I have a three-year old cousin who's kinda wary of them, so... ^^'

-sigh-

I was a good two hours into this, then stuff happened and I accidentally deleted. Gotta start over. Like I haven’t made you wait long enough. Apologies. :(

Anyway, I was saying- I know I already thanked you, but aaah, I wanna thank you again. It’s so kind that you think so of my writing, and it makes me happy to know you’ve been enjoying of the smol bros series sort of thing. Thanks a lot for the kind comment. ～('u^人)

Hahaha, your cousin seems to have a cute reaction. This entry is going to be so much fun!

Can you guess forehand which of the chocobros reacts in a similar way? :)

Everyone, beware

Smol kid FFXV characters reacting to mascots:

Smol kid Noctis

Smol kid Noctis isn’t fond of them.

Yep. Smol kid Noctis is very wary of them.

Has never been.

It all started when he was a baby...

Somebody had the brilliant idea that maybe the little baby prince would love a mascot in one of his birthdays.

Not your most clever idea, Mr. Scientia.

It was a moogle mascot.

As soon as baby Noctis saw it, his eyes went wide and he gasped.

Regis thought he liked it, so he got closer (Regis was carrying baby Noct).

Noctis is not shying away, but he’s also not stretching the arms towards the mascot.

No. He starts glaring.

Baby Noct is suspecting of it.

Hmm......It looks fake.... (`ー´)

The mascot is talking to him and trying to make him laugh.

Baby Noct is still in silence.

“Hmm.... (`ー´)”

“iiiiieeee! ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉﾞ”

That was “No”.

He just smacked the mascot.

This no moogle. THIS IMPOSTAH! (`△´)

Baby Noct can’t speak much yet further some basic words, so it’s all in his thoughts.

As soon as baby Noct came to the dramatic, harsh realization that this is something else pretending to be a moogle, he freaks out in anger.

He tries to smack it.

One of his tiny hands is holding to Regis, the other is desperately flailing towards the mascot.

In baby Noctis’ head, if this thing is pretending to be something else, it must hide something, so it’s most surely EVIL and wants to harm papa AND NO WAY is baby Noct allowing that NOBODY TOUCHES PAPA REGIS.

In his head, baby Noct is trying to protect Regis and everyone else, repeating “iiee” (or “no”) while flailing his hand towards the mascot to shoo it away by smacking.

That earns some good laughs from Regis, Clarus and Mr. Scientia, but baby Noct is very serious on his task.

He grows up thinking all mascots are evil because “they hiding sommmmeeeettthhhhiiiiiiinnnnnggg....”

Whenever a mascot enters sight range, smol Noctis is going to glare at it.

All the time so long it stays in sight range.

All the time.

He’s not scared. He’s a reckless little ass that’s wary of mascots.

If he’s relatively nearby to the mascot, smol kid Noctis is going to appear at its side or in front of it and will stand there like a statue just to glare at it.

One moment he’s in Regis’ arms or holding a nanny’s hand?

Too late, you blinked, he’s now at a side of the mascot.

He’s not fighting them. He’s just standing there to glare.

Smol kid Noct awaits for the moment the slightest of evil hints slips from the mascot so he has an excuse to attack.

It’s never happened, thank the Astrals.

If the mascots try talking to him, he’s going to be like

(`ー´)

If they try to touch him, he’s going to be like

“iiiieee!/nooo! ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉﾞ” and will smack it away, but he’s not going to back off, move, go away, stare somewhere else, say anything else, or fight it.

Smol kid Noctis is just going to stand there.

He’d stay there all day if you’d let him.

Only way to remove him from that spot is to carry him away.

Still, when the adult in charge is taking him away, smol kid Noctis is going to look over the adult’s shoulder to continue glaring as long as he can.

Please, don’t bring any mascot to one of the prince’s birthday.

It took him eight years, more or less, to understand what a mascot really is.

Smol kid Gladiolus

Smol kid Gladio LOVES mascots.

Seriously loves them far too much.

It didn’t happen since he was a baby, though.

When baby Gladio saw a mascot for the first time, he wasn’t neither scared or excited. He was puzzled.

Clarus was carrying him around the city, and they stumbled upon this Garula mascot outside a restaurant, right?

So when Gladio saw it first reaction was that of

... (・_・;)

That’s a Garula, but it’s also not. How. When. What. How. How. What. How. (・_・;)????

Clarus notices his kid is utterly confused by it, so he gets close to the mascot.

Baby Gladio didn’t back off, he was all (・_・)???

The mascot started talking to him. No response.

The mascot reached a hand up to poke at his nose.

Baby Gladio giggled.

Baby Gladio started growing fond of it.

Baby Gladio didn’t want to leave afterwards and insisted on being carried by the mascot and to have the nose poked.

Baby Gladio cried when they finally had to leave.

Ever since, baby Gladio grows up getting ridiculously excited when he spots a mascot.

Smol kid Gladio freaks out in excitement, tbh.

He’s all

“DAD, DAD, DAD, DAD, DAD, LOOOOOOOOK IT’SAMASCOT LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK LO- (๑˃ ▽ ˂)ﻭ “

Every time smol kid Gladio spots one, he’s not even asking permission; he’s rushing and sprinting his way towards it.

The gods damn this child, he’s got extra stamina, he’s taller than the kids his age, he’s a BULLET. He’s a damn speeding bullet, you cannot catch him.

Smol kid Gladio throws himself to the mascot when he grows enough to do that.

He hugs them with legs and arms while yelping out “MASCOOOOOOT!”

He has thrown a good amount of mascots down, not much out of strenght (he’s smooool) but rather out of the unexpected hit.

Smol kid Gladio lets go of them but stays there with this (๑˃ ▽ ˂)ﻭ face of “I AM SO EXCITED WITH NO REASON”.

The mascots usually have troubles with him because he’s standing there as if waiting for the mascot to do...something. But WHAT, what is it this child wants!?

Smol kid Gladio has no idea, tbh, but HE’S SO EXCITED.

Usually, smol kid Gladio ends up dancing with a couple mascots.

Fave part of smol kid Gladio going to go watch sports is when the mascot comes out.

Clarus starts thinking smol Gladio’s actually absurdly and entirely disinterested in sports and just asks to be taken to watch them just for the bloody mascots.

Mascots are not “boring humans” (smol Gladio’s words), they’re like the drawings of his books, so he can’t help but get all worked up.

Smol kid Gladio likes to ask pets to come down so he can stand on tiptoes and pet them on the head/snout.

“YOU’RE A GOOD MASCOT (๑˃ ▽ ˂)ﻭ “

Smol kid Gladio’s usually asking to be taken a photo with every mascot that he finds.

Smol kid Gladio wants to be a mascot when he grows up.

Once or twice, smol kid Gladio has tried to trick mascots into going home with him.

Smol Gladio thinks that offering them candies or asking nicely does the work.

It works most of time.

(who would say no to this adorable tiny kid?)

Smol kid Gladio goes to Clarus while dragging the mascot with him like

“Dad, it followed me home,can I keep it? (o´▽`o) “

Gladio, you literally dragged it with you.

Gladio, you’re not even home.

Please, do not judge smol kid Gladio, he just...loves mascot so much.

Smol kid Ignis

One of the cutest reactions, because he’s shy with them.

Poor smol kid Ignis is being raised a bit too strictly/coldly (not out of malice, but sadly that’s how a strategist with a mind this brilliant and overdeveloped has to be taught), so he lacks a bit of the greatness of a child’s innocence in some aspects.

Like understanding far too young that there’s a person inside a costume instead of believing the actual disguise.

Regis does - not - like - thaaaaat.

Nobody knows if baby Ignis ever saw one, but uncle Scientia and king Regis sure where there when he first dared to approach one.

Smol kid Ignis stood at a prudent distance from the mascot, standing still and doing nothing but stare with almost a sad look?

He’s like (｡•́︿•̀｡)

“What’s wrong, Ignis?”

Smol kid Ignis is turning to see his uncle and points at the mascot

“Person? (｡╯︵╰｡) “

Awshit. This kid is too young to not get all excited with mascots because he just understood it’s only a disguise.

None uncle Scientia nor Regis are content with that.

So it happens to Ignis the other way than it happens to other kids; instead of explaining to him that there’s a person inside a disguise, they tell him the almost opposite.

The kid is too smart to be fooled into “No, that’s a real moogle!”, so they decided to instead explain to him that it IS a person in a disguise, but that it’s a magic disguise that, when the person puts it on, they become the moogle’s soul so it can come to life for a while.

Smol Ignis is still staring at them like (｡•́︿•̀｡), insecure, shy and a bit brokenhearted.

Please do understand him, he’s a tiny, young kid that had believed that was a moogle, but over analyzed and discovered the truth far too young.

“What do you say we go say Hi, Ignis?”

“...u-uhm... *sniffle* (｡/︵╰ ｡) “

“No? Come on. It may need a hug, don’t you think?”

“...hm... (｡/︵ •̀ ｡)”

Smol kid Ignis is not getting close until uncle holds his hand and goes with him.

Once nearby, smol kid Ignis hesitates and stop.

When the mascot turns to say hi, smol Ignis stares down and shies away.

When mascot tries to talk with him a bit more, smol kid Ignis is going to half-hide behind his uncle.

Smol kid Ignis is scared to see the person inside the disguise ;n;

Luckily enough, the person in the costume is very into their role so they won’t stop with the Kupó and moogle acting.

Smol kid Ignis is aware of it, but he starts believing in what Regis and uncle told him about the disguise really coming to life.

So, eventually, smol kid Ignis is going to come out of his hideout behind his uncle, cleaning his eyes with a shy fist.

The mascot went down on the ankles to give him a little more trust, and when Ignis finally reaches close, the mascot opens the arms at him.

Ignis hesitates at first, but he’s encouraged by uncle and Regis, so he gets close to hug the mascot.

In “secret” (Regis and uncle can see), he starts telling the mascot about what they told him.

The mascot hears him and encourages him to continue talk about it, and when Ignis is done, the mascot confirms that THAT’S exactly how mascots work, and proceeds to tell him how happy it is that the people of Lucis are so kind and that they let the moogles and other disguises be brought to life and how kind all people is because they lend their souls so they can have a little life and joy in the world and stuff like that.

Smol kid Ignis couldn’t stop smiling because GOD LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL AND SO ARE MASCOTS.

Smol kid Ignis isn’t explicitly/physically excited with mascots like kid Gladio.

smol kid Ignis, instead, is super-shy kind of excited.

Whenever he spots a mascot, he’s going to gasp and stare from the distance, gripping at his uncle’s or whoever-is-in-charge’s hand/clothes.

He’s too shy to ask to be taken to the mascot.

All he does is stare with this smile and gleamy eyes.

If the mascot turns his way, he’s going to look away and try to hide behind the adult in charge.

If the adult in charge notices the mascot, they’re going to ask Ignis if he wants to go say Hi.

At first Ignis may show himself hesitant and very shy, but most of times he’s going to nod.

He’s not the most talkative, so adding the shyness, he doesn’t talk much with mascots, just nods Yes or shakes the head No.

Mascots tend to notice he needs a little encouragement and that he’s dying of shyness, so they offer hugs instead of waiting to be hugged.

Smol kid Ignis is always reaching to hug them.

“I’m so happy you’re alive. Thank you, dear person, for giving soul to this moogle/chocobo/whatever-the-disguise-is. It must be so happy. Thank you (o´▽`o) ”

Mascots have no idea what he’s talking about but GODS, they wanna cry.

Smol kid Ignis wants to hug every mascot he finds because “they must be so happy, I’m so happy they’re happy.”

With time, smol kid Ignis gains a little more confidence to ask the adult in charge to take him to the mascot, but he’s still not too talkative, and will just gesture for the hug.

Mascots are one of the few things that keep Ignis’ childhood very much alive, because they’re funny and cuddly and they’re like life cartoons, so mascots are one of the few times when kid Ignis behaves and feels like the kid he is.

When he gets to see and talk with mascots, kid Ignis is not the “brilliant child that will be a brilliant adult”, he’s just...a child.

The reason of his shyness towards mascots is because kid Ignis is being raised in such an adult-like environment (not out of malice, just because of his intelligence) that when he feels the need to yelp out and run towards the mascot and laugh, he feels like that’s not “appropiate”. Not with those words, but he has the sensation.

So it’s shyness because it’s an utterly excited kid that wants to have fun but doesn’t know if he’s meant to do that.

So while he doesn’t explode in dancing and clapping, he does have a fun while with the mascots.

Allows himself to be a kid with them.

See, that’s why he loves mascots so much, his inner child comes out as it’s meant to be :’3

Smol kid Prompto

Smol kid Prompto loves mascots because THEY DANCE.

Baby Prom had a mixture of confusion and fear with the first mascots he met.

For our bad luck, first mascot he met was a behemoth.

It was fine at first. Cor was carrying him, strolling around the park, when they saw this behemoth mascot of some sports team.

Baby Prompto, as soon as he saw it, was like

*BABY GASP* Σ(°ロ°)

And he started bouncing lightly in Cor’s arms because

what. the. fuck. is. that.

Cor gets close a bit ?? not knowing what to expect from baby Prom.

Baby Prom is still (°ロ°)

Indeed, baby Prom stays like (°ロ°) for about two minutes.

He doesn’t understand WHAT he’s seeing but he’s sure it’s AWESOME but he’s not sure if he should be terrified or if he wants to hug it.

The behemoth says Hi at him a bit too excitedly.

So Baby Prom BABY GASPS again and backs a bit (as much as he can being carried in arms)

Behemoth puts the hand up to strok his hair, so baby Prom is like

“Aah...ahahaha (*ﾉ∀`*) “

Suddenly, behemoth hears some teens yelp the team’s motto, so behemoth turns to roar at them (the usual reply)

So now Baby Prom is like

“BABY GASPS ヾ( ・ O ・ )ツ

When behemoth turns back to him, he continues to talk in a fun way to him

So Baby Prom is UTTERLY CONFUSED

Is this thing scary

Is this thing funny

what is this thing how do I react

Smol kid Prompto grows pretty fond of them.

He gets excited when he sees one.

Not as overly excited as kid Gladio, I guess in a much more normal way.

Whenever smol kid Prompto spots one, he’s going to pull at his parents’ pants, bouncing lightly on his feet, panting and grinning like ヽ(・∀・)ﾉ and pointing at the mascot

If he’s allowed, or if there’s not a big crowd (which kid Prompto is scared of), or if it’s nearby, smol kid Prompto is going to run towads the mascot.

Smol kid Prompto bounces on his feet once in front of it.

Sometimes, he’s clapping.

Most of times, he’s giggling in excitement.

Smol kid Prompto sometime spoints at it and calls the name of whatever the disguise is.

His excitement is too contagious, mascots can’t help but give him full attention.

Smol kid Prompto continues to bounce on his feet and nervously pant/giggle while the mascots talk with him and offer him hugs.

Smol kid Prompto can be content with hugs, but really he wants to dance with them.

It happened once when he was a bit younger, so since then he’s eager and ecstatic about dancing with all the mascots he sees.

Smol kid Prompto, if not offered to dance, will offer it himself.

Smol kid Prompto takes mascots by the hands and pulls them to a side , lets go, then stands at their side to start dancing, pauses, waits and stares at them, and expects them to catch it.

Some do. Some don’t.

Smol kid Prompto is desperately patient, don’t worry, he’s going to gesture the mascots until they catch it and start dancing with him.

You should see that. IHis dances are basically just swinging the butt and arms side to side.

Smol kid Prompto finishes his dances by throwing the arms up.

Mascots always follow his instructions to the end.

He’s adorable, dammit.

Smol kid Prompto, like Gladio, asks his parents all the time to take photos of him with the mascots that he finds.

Smol kid Nyx

Smol kid Nyx reacts with something that people could tag as some slight shyness, but it’s not.

He gets excited. From afar.

Not that he gets scared when close to the mascot. He just...watches from afar.

Whenever smol kid Nyx sees a mascot, he smiles, sometimes laughs, and likes to stare for a while.

If the mascot is dancing or playing with other kids, smol kid Nyx is going to laugh when something fun happens, will clap to the music, and will move the head to the rhythm, but still watches from a certain distance.

They’ve tried to get smol kid Nyx close to the mascots.

He’s not scared, but he’s not precisely excited either.

When he’s finally close, he laughs if talked to or poked, but he’s not joining the dancing.

Smol kid Nyx has slightly dumb feet and he’s a bit embarrassed of dancing in front of others.

Smol kid Nyx, however, is joining if it’s a game.

Smol kid Nyx is noticeably quieter than the other kids.

When asked why he tends to stare from the distance instead of joining (unless they take him there), smol kid Nyx will explain that he “enjoys more to watch my friends have fun with the moogle/chocobo/cactuar/whatever-the-disguise-is.”

So now you know it; it’s not shyness, it’s just that smol kid Nyx likes to watch others have fun more than actually joining the fun.

Well, not ‘more’, he’s a kid. But he enjoys of that.

Smol kid Nyx finds the mascots to be fascinating.

It’s not an excitement the “I have to hug it” kind, it’s more of the “I am so utterly amazed by them that I want to stare like it’s a rare jewel” sort of way.

Smol kid Nyx is curious and he’s usually staring, head tilted like a curious bird, and smile on face.

If the mascot is particularly fun, smol kid Nyx will laugh to himself and approach it.

Smol kid Nyx is going to poke it to call the attention, and then he’s going to wave Helllo.

He’s going to find a way to initiate the tag game.

Mascots are pretty usual in Galahad as a way of keeping the children happy and hopeful because the news are filled with a lot of bad stuff from the war, so it’s always exciting to see one.

Smol kid Nyx, like smol kid Gladio, wants to be a mascot when he grows up.

Smol kid Nyx wants to make other kids happy, that’s why he wants to be a mascot.

Smol kid Nyx sometimes dresses up to practice for his future job as mascot.

Smol kid Ravus

Smol kid Ravus is wary of mascots.

Not as much as little prince Noctis...well, not as long as little prince Noctis, but still wary of them for a few couple years.

Please understand him, first time he saw a mascot it pretended to try to kidnap him.

Why do attendats of every palace keeps thinking the baby prince will have fun with a mascot on his birthday, stop, it’s the same than Noct except worse.

Noctis grew wary of the mascot because it “fake moogle”, but prince Ravus grew wary of them because IT TRIED TO KIDNAP HIM.

The Queen took him to the mascot, because baby Ravus was puzzled.

That’s a chocobo but it’s ALSO not a chocobo??

how

what is this thing (・・ ) ?

Baby Ravus was a bit shy when the chocobo started talking with him.

Baby Ravus asked (with gestures) to want to touch it, but everyone interpreted it as asking to be carried, so the queen handed him to the mascot.

The mascot was like “Oh, kweh! His Highness wants a ride? Kweh!” then proceeded to start “running” around (tiny paces, really).

The queen and king and attendants laughed, but baby Ravus thought he was being kidnapped.

It was like

AW SHIT MOM, MOM HE TRICKED YOU HE STEALING ME MOM MOM MOM AH AAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

That’s inside, of course.

Outside baby Ravus at first is like

*BABY GASPS* (°ロ°) !

And he proceeded to start hitting the chocobo with fists and toes.

Baby Ravus is flailing in its arms all the time until he’s given back to the queen.

She continues to laugh and play with the mascot, and baby Ravus thinks it tricked her.

So baby Ravus grows VERY wary of mascots at first.

It was of no help that another mascot pretended to eat baby Luna when he was four.

You should have seen his reaction, it was adorable.

“NOOOOOO! ヽ( `д´*)ノ”

Smol kid Ravus ran straight towards it and started hitting and kicking.

The mascot is staring down like ???

Smol kid Ravus continues to punch it all

“Nooo! You don’t eat her! She’s a baby! You, monstah! ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉﾞ”

The mascot hands baby Luna to him and he carries her and sits her on the floor to face the mascot again.

Smol kid Ravus starts nagging it.

“You don’t do that! She’s a baby! She’s my sistah! You don’t eat sisters! ヽ(‵﹏´)ノ“

Smol kid Ravus won’t let any mascot nearby baby Luna.

Which is troubles because baby Luna loves mascots.

It takes long and a moogle mascot for smol kid Ravus to get over it.

On that one encounter, smol kid Ravus was all grumpy and arms-crossed because UGH more mascots that kidnap and eat babies >:(

But that one mascot reached to hug him.

Smol kid Ravus is flailing in its arms and smacking it and trying to push it away.

But the mascot insists and, some or other way, smol kid Ravus goes from a serious” No, let go! ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉﾞ“ to a laughing “Noo, let go! ヽ(≧∀≦)ﾉ”

Smol kid Ravus eventually gets over his hatred for mascots.

It helps that his baby sis laughs all the time she’s with one.

Smol kid Ravus starts approaching mascots on his own.

He likes how tall they are.

Not to say smol kid Ravus is an awful SUCKER for moogles, so if he spots a moogle mascot, pfft, forget it.

Smol kid Ravus goes all

*Gasps* ヽ(・∀・)ﾉ

In a similar but not the same way than smol kid Ignis, smol kid Ravus grows excited and shy.

Everyone calls him sire, highness, prince, and he’s treated like a prince, so he grows a bit shy thinking that maybe getting bouncy and excited is not appropiate for a prince.

Then again, they let him play all that he wants.

Smol kid Ravus has internal stuggles about that, he’s not sure how he’s expected to react in front of a mascot.

Now that he’s over the wariness, he wants to go and say Hi and see what the mascot does, but usually he stays there watching from afar, smile on face and eyes all sparkly.

The Queen notices he wants to go to the mascot but doesn’t know how to, so she gives him the excuse of “Why don’t you take your sister with it? Go say hi, you two”.

Smol kid Ravus still hesitates a lot if the mascot wants to hold Luna, but other than that, he likes to talk with the mascot.

Smol kid Ravus doesn’t grow particularly excited, but it’s still happiness and he enjoys a lot of mascots.

Smol kid Ravus doesn’t play tag with it or asks for hugs; he likes to just stand there and hear it talk things.

Which puts the person in the disguise in troubles because all kids like to play around and scream and dance, and this little prince is just there watching the mascot with a huge smile and gleamy eyes expecting nothing but stories, so...?

Smol kid Ravus does enjoy of smaller kind of “games”; particularly, he enjoys being poked by mascots.

Smol kid Ravus could go all evening poking and expecting to be poked back.

Smol kid Ravus laughs every time he’s poked.

If it’s a moogle mascot, forget about the prince for a good two hours.

He’s going to stand there, staring up at the moogle, poking its tummy and saying “Kupó” every time he does, and expecting the moogle to poke back with a “Kupó”.

It’s exhausting, to be two hours in the disguise just poking this child.

But he’s so happeh, let him be.

Smol kid Cor

Smol kid Cor both loves and hates mascots.

He’s Cor the Great (the name he gave to himself) so how DARE mascots are taller than him!?

Smol kid Cor is still a smol kid, so he gets easily excited when a mascot comes in, like any other child.

Still, smol kid Cor has as much stamina as smol Gladio, so he has to do something with all that energy.

He gets so worked up and has no idea what to do with his excitement, so he usually runs towards the mascot to hug it with all his strength.

Smol kid Cor, as we’ve read before, likes to be the best on physical challenges, so as much as he’s constantly fighting the guards he randomly finds through the city, he challenges mascots too.

Mascots are a bigger challenge because THEY’RE NOT HUMAN.

“That’s a CACTUAR o(≧▽≦)o“

So it’s EXTRA challenge, to face something that’s not a person.

Yep.. Perfect summary = Smol kid Cor sees mascots as a challenge and opponent and a perfect target to put himself to the test.

He’s sworn that he’s going to be part of the guard of King Mors, so he’s constantly trying to show how strong he is (it’s adorable, he’s like 3 y.o.)

So what a best way to show how strong he is but by defeating not-human creatures?

You know how smol kid Gladio runs towards the mascots and hugs them with arms and legs?

Yes, uhm...smol kid Cor is tackling them.

It happens since he’s a smol kid.

Of course, at first he earned nothing but to fall on his own buttocks.

But as he grows, smol kid Cor gets strength and height enough to properly tackle mascots.

Most of time he takes them off guard so both fall dow.

Smol kid Cor proceeds to stand up and start jumping from foot to foot with the fists up, daring them to fight.

Most mascots join the game (despite how serious he is, Cor’s still playing), so it’s a mess and it’s adorable.

There’s kid Cor, throwing fists to the mascot and arms flailing around whil the mascots smack him back.

They’re usually much taller, so it takes a lot for Cor to punch them.

Smol kid Cor, however, isn’t tall enough to do that, nor does he have that much eagerness to show his strength yet.

What is smol kid Cor doing?

He’s asking to be thrown in the air.

One of the first times he met a mascot, it was a chocobo that picked him up to make him fly, then had the brilliant idea of throwing up slightly up to catch him again.

Bad idea; smol kid Cor loved it SO MUCH he’s now asking EVERY. SINGLE. mascot that he meets to do that.

It’s a bit troubles at first because he mostly gestures and tkaes for granted all the mascots do that, so he doesn’t bother on actually verbally asking.

Still, sooner or later mascots are either getting the point or asking him, then proceed to throw him up.

To be honest his parents are so used to ninja kid Cor climbing places, throwing himself off counters and landing just fine, appearing magically on top of doors and other stuff that they don’t even blink when he’s just throw up by this stranger in disguise.

Smol kid Cor is a devil and a jerky ass that enjoys messing with the disguise.

He’s either SOMEHOW climbing up the mascot until finding the zipper on the back and pull it all the way down just for fun, or stealing tails, pom poms, or other details of the costume, then run away so the mascot chases him.

This child has no bad intentions, he’s just got the energy of three teenagers capsuled in his tiny 4 y.o. body, he’s unstoppable.

To be honest, smol kid Cor is troubles to the poor mascots.

He’s also smacking them.

He’s not doing it with malice, he just wants to play but he’s a bit rough on it.

Smol kid Cor is also climbing up on the mascot, which can cause troubles because they can’t catch him and he’s sometimes messing with the fake heads.

Smol kid Cor always apologizes if he notices the mascot is upset, though.

You should see him, it’s adorable.

He’s going to stand near it, head down and a hand behind himself while the other hands back the tail or whatever he stole.

“I’m sorry I took your tail, Mr. Moogle...(╯︵╰,)“

Or if he stole nothing, he’s just going to stand there, toe poking the floor.

“I’m sorry I made you upset, Mr. (mascot) (╯︵╰,)“

Really he just wants to play. Doesn’t know he’s upsetting others.

Be patient with this beautiful child.

Aaah, this was so tiring but so much fun!! ♡ ～('▽^人)

Hope your waiting was worth, dear friend!!

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