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mycadences · 2 months

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Elain: I am not a child to be fought over. (Chapter 21 of ACOSF, Azriel was present when she said that and HE HEARD IT)

Azriel: (In an arrogant tone) I'll defeat him [Lucien] with little effort. (Azriel's ACOSF bonus chapter, after Elain said what she said, and referring to the Blood Duel)

(Here Elriels might bring up "but Lucien asked if Elain was worth fighting for!" but the difference is 1. Lucien had only met Elain once at that time (it was during ACOWAR) 2. he didn't know anything about her 3. she hadn't said the line I'm referring to 4. he didn't overhear the line I'm referring to 5. "fighting for" has a slightly different connotation from "fighting over".)

So it IS canon that Elain would hate the Blood Duel and would have a problem with Azriel killing Lucien... while Azriel doesn't. In ACOWAR, Nesta and Feyre were worried about Lucien going off to find Vassa in case harm befell him.

This was what Feyre thought: Even Nesta seemed relatively concerned. Not for him, no doubt, but the fact that if he were hurt, or killed … What would it do to Elain? The severing of the mating bond … I shut out the thought of what it’d do to me.

But Azriel didn't think of how devastating it would be for Elain if her mate were to die. No, in fact, he didn't think much of her "beyond the fantasies he pleasured himself to".

Wow. How romantic. If this is the "canon" that Elriels are so proud of, then I'm honestly glad that it wasn't written about my ship.

Also look at this scene:

Elain: You do not decide what I can and cannot do, Nesta. // Then I will find it [the Dread Trove]. // You cannot resent my decision to lead a small, quiet life while also refusing to let me do anything greater. (This is also from Chapter 21 of ACOSF, and yes Azriel was present to hear it. Notice how the wording focused on Elain's agency, on her choice, on people making decisions for her.)

Azriel: (In response to Amren's suggestion that they let Elain track the Trove) There is an innate darkness to the Dread Trove that Elain should not be exposed to. (Chapter 29 of ACOSF)

Once again, he was doing something that Elain had explicitly mentioned she disliked, something that he KNEW because he HEARD IT. Despite hearing that Elain didn't like Nesta making the choice for her (not to scry for the Trove), Azriel STILL chose to throw in his unsolicited two cents and was essentially robbing her of her free will.

Compare this to when Gwyn got taken to the Blood Rite along with Emerie and Nesta.

Cassian: If I interfere, we’re both dead. And even if I did, Nesta would kill me if I jumped in to save her. She’d never forgive me for it. \\ And even if the laws had allowed it, he would never take that away from her: the chance to save herself.

Azriel: You—we—trained them well, Cassian. Trust in that. It’s all we can do.

Both Cassian and Azriel recognized the skills and abilities of the Valkyries. They trusted them to survive. And Cassian himself said that he wouldn't step in, NOT because he didn't care about Nesta, but he knew she would hate it (that he made the call for her) and that he was confident in her strength to overcome the Blood Rite. And they're mates.

(^ Those who say "Azriel and Gwyn cannot be mates because he didn't save her from the Blood Rite" must not have read SF at all lol. But anyway I digress.)

Azriel's line of thinking was similar to Cassian in that he believed in the Valkyries, and that's more than I can ever say about his faith in Elain. Or lack thereof.

Speaking of faith in Elain, you know who has it, though?

Lucien.

(I swear he's the solution to every Elain puzzle. He's linked to Papa Archeron whose death Elain was implied to feel guilty about, he's linked to the Courts that Elain would thrive in (Spring and Day) and he's linked to the central conflict in Elain's personal arc (their mating bond).)

He literally went to the Mortal Lands to find Vassa because Elain had a vision about it. THAT, is an example of trust. The only other person to argue for Elain's visions was Mor, and Cassian was busy rebuffing her while Azriel "looked inclined to agree [with Cassian, not Elain]". Lucien went on a possibly dangerous wild goose chase all because of his trust in Elain's visions -- in his mate's visions.

Finally, this is not a hate post against Azriel (in case it reads like one). I love him, but somehow when he's around Elain they give me Tamlin/Feyre vibes, which is why I believe SJM is actually intentionally dropping hints that their relationship won't work out. Already we see how toxic it is. I adore his interactions with Nesta, Feyre and of course our lovely Valkyrie-priestess, Gwyn ;)

#gwynriel #pro gwynriel #elucien #pro elucien #antielriel #anti e/riel #elain archeron #it took me forever to type this

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mossy-rock-in-a-field · 4 months

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My Elderly Mother Plays Baldur's Gate: Part 4

If you're not up to date on the saga, my mom is having me play Baldur's Gate 3 on her behalf because she has trouble using controllers/keyboards but still wants to "smooch the wizard boy." She is playing a neutral good wood elf druid; this is a detailed account of her crimes. Part 1 & 2 Part 3

Hey, everybody! Thanks to everyone who followed my blog to keep up with my mom's adventures. Also, shout-out to whoever called my mom "Crime Mom" last time I posted about this; she really got a kick out of that. We played for a full day yesterday so we could really get into Act III and make some progress.

Here are the atrocities she committed during yesterday's play session:

My mom is very pissed that she cannot keep Myshka the white cat. When she found Myshka, she told him that she was his mother because of course she did. Naturally, Myshka started following her around the city after that, and she was SO thrilled about it. However, when we went back to camp to trade out a companion and immediately came back to the city, the cat wasn't following her anymore, and my mom was so fucking upset. ("That boy thinks I'm his mother and I LEFT HIM! Why can't I take my son back to my camp with us?") My mom told me to tell my "tumblr friends" that Myshka should be able to join our camp like Scratch and the owlbear cub. So, if any of you guys are from Larian—take notes, I guess. My mother demands a cat son.

Upon seeing Mystra for the first time in the Stormshore Tabernacle cutscene, my mom immediately said in the bitterest voice imaginable, "I'm prettier than her." She is, of course, right. Fuck Mystra, all my homies hate Mystra.

When we found the Hag Survivors Group, my mom asked me if she could try combat for the first time, and she actually started to get the hang of it. ("Left bumper, mom. No, that's the trigger. BUMPER. Other left. There you go.") However, she didn't fully understand what "area of effect" meant and decided to cast Fireball ("Ooh, I've always wanted to use that one!") in an enclosed space before I could stop her. She instantly incinerated Mayrina, the floorboards, and the paladin, Adrielle. I was so fucking proud of her but also laughing so hard I was nearly in tears. She had me reload the save for her.

My mom returned the stolen money to the Counting House's head banker, then asked me to rob the rest of the building on our way out. When I asked her about the logic of this particular decision, she said, "We're saving the city from mind flayers, so these funds are really going back into the local economy when you think about it. We're a great cause!" I have no idea why she didn't just keep the stolen pouch of money in the first place. We wasted so many scrolls and Arrows of Transposition to get everything out of those vaults.

She was FURIOUS when she found out Auntie Ethel wasn't actually dead. My dad called in the middle of the day to check in on dinner plans and mom kept him on the phone for at least ten minutes while she ranted about hags who "should stay dead when they're told to."

My mom adores Jaheira. The two of them are very similar to each other, so I think she gets a kick out of seeing Camp Mom do Camp Mom things that she would do if she were actually in the game. My mom also loves Minsc and Boo. TASTE.

Don't know how soon my mother will come back for another play session, but I'll keep you guys updated whenever I can! She has already asked me if I would DM a D&D session for her retired friends, so I'm trying to find time to do that. Maybe I'll do some updates on that if we get it going.

Thank for everyone's support! Crime Mom and I appreciate it.

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groovyfrog420 · 2 months

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hi I made a few moodboards/collages

ShadowVanilla collage (can be shippy or not shippy, your own choice how you see it)

I tried to pick similar images to emphasise how they're each other's foils & how they mirror each other in the story

Shadow Milk

Maybe not as chaotic as it could be, but I was thinking about his backstory: knowledge, losing himself to power and corruption.. so the vibes are slightly more serious than they could be because of that

Pure Vanilla

I was unhappy with the only moodboards I could find for him being all soft, pastel aesthetic, so once again, slightly more serious. Leaning into the holy/religious imagery and symbolism, and light. (I'm still convinced he should have the light element in game, we were robbed)

version without the sprites vvv

#shadow milk cookie #shadow milk crk #pure vanilla cookie #pure vanilla crk #shadow milk moodboard #pure vanilla moodboard #moodboard #cookie run kingdom moodboard #cookie run moodboard #shadowvanilla #pureshadow #vanilla milkshake #blorbo-time

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domesantis · 4 months

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Lotor and Keith: The Duo We Deserved

Disclaimer: it's been around 8 months since I've last watched voltron. details may be inaccurate

Sometimes I think we were robbed of what could've been an amazing friendship.

Keith's discovery of his Galran lineage and Lotor's of his Altean heritage, and their indirect parallel of upbringing, I hoped these two would form an amazing bond as they're the only people that could relate to each other in terms of ostracization due to their race. But that hope eventually dwindled down when I realized that the showrunners were definitely not planning that, and in fact, even makes Lotor a bad guy again.

At the very least, I had hoped for a heart-to-heart conversation about them being mixed race and flesh out that aspect of them more. Yet again, I was let down.

During Keith's entire life, he has been ostracized by his peers and constantly bullied for being different. It has been the fundamental characteristic of him— his preordained Galran traits— embedded into every crevice of his disposition and being unable to do anything about it. When he finds out about his Galran heritage, we finally conclude the reason, in profound realization, why he's never fit in much back in Earth. Ultimately, this would give clarity and closure to Keith about why he's the way he is, but what the showrunners overlooked is the inevitable, imminent consequence of an identity crisis.

He's too galra to be human (antisocial, rebellious, fierce and stubborn), but too human to be galra. (compassionate, warm, weaker and smaller in stature, humanly physical features)

This is his reality everyday.

I distinctly remember Sendak belittling Krolia because of her half-breed son, Keith. It went something along the lines of: "Is the Blade of Marmora so low on soldiers that they recruit a half-breed and his mommy in?" Which, most likely, amplified his identity crisis. Poor guy.

I feel as though the same case could be applied to Lotor.

Raised by only Galrans and raised to be one, his father, Zarkon, would also say that something was quite fundamentally different about him. Compared to a stereotypical, standard Galra, he seemed to be quite more compassionate and carefree as a child, showing great intellect and promise in other aspects yet lacking in the personality traits as a Galra and embracing more of his Altean characteristics.

Growing up, Lotor always believed in goodwill, altruism, and attempted to prove to Zarkon that he could successfully subjugate planets by sheer goodwill without repercussions. However, his father's constant abuse for millennia, and cruelly destroying said planet, would of course, send him to spirals and awaken his long repressed Galran characteristics: Tyrannous, vindictive, cruel and spiteful.

Both Keith and Lotor had been abandoned by their biological parents, one in a literal way, and the other, emotionally. Both of them had something just fundamentally, unutterably different about them that they couldn't quite explain, thus thwarting the standards of "what they should be".

If Keith and Lotor had formed a genuine, wholesome familial friendship to replace their absent/abusive parents, they could've established an actual safe space where they felt belonged and heard. The rest of the team may also provide an emotional connection towards them, however, nobody knows their pain more than each other. After all, they both went through similar experiences. Mixed race solidarity!

Also. I think it could've been a great way to represent mixed race people (I'm sorry. Is that how you call them? Is this offensive?). I'm not one myself, so I'm not sure, but this would've been so great to promote inclusivity and accurately represent their struggles in the actual world. This also could've been an amazing plot point for Lotor's character development and fleshing out his character more onto a much more profound and raw level. Instead, they threw it all down the drain by betraying VOLTRON then dying. Disappointed.

Also, I'll be diving deeper into Keith's identity crisis more in one of my next posts, and Lotor's tragic fate.

Get me out of this VOLTRON hellhole. The hyperfixation is too much.

#voltron legendary defender #voltron #lotor #keith kogane

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sca-rian · 1 year

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UPDATES ON RICHARLYSON AND THE BRAZILIANS, FROM CELLBIT'S STREAM (05/03)

i love how this stream started with silly shenanigans and then went to complex lore and back to shenanigans. also VERY long post warning since this is over 6 hours of content

banner art by @spot_desenhador

- they've started project imortalyson, each of them is gonna teach richarlyson important survival skills

- tazercraft is teaching him intimidation skills, forever is furthering teaching him how to rob things and stealth in general, cellbit is teaching combat (due to his past as a killer in minecraft 💀) and felps is teaching him movement and strategy

- tazercraft is building a little football/soccer field so they can play with richarlyson

- chayanne and richarlyson are now best friends :D

- cellbit and felps had their first fight. the reason: cellbit gave felps a banana and felps compared it to foolish's banana. this is an important update

- cellbit is doing richarlyson's daily missions!!!!

- richarlyson's favorite food is tapioca (this is important.)

- cellbit made him a totally edible tapioca

- after 2 hours of stream, they finally start on project imortalyson

- quackity is also giving 1% of training lessons

- ALMOST EVERYONE ON SERVER COMING TO WATCH AND HYPE IT UP?

- this entire sequence is. something. it includes valuable life lessons, bad translations of portuguese sayings ("lower your balls", "breast me" 💀), bobby and richarlyson exchanging insults, parkour, forever beating the bad father allegations

- things get TENSE with the richarlyson/bobby rivalry since bobby kept trying to steal the spotlight and be a nuisance

- as a final test, they followed richarlyson around in a cave until he found his first diamonds

- quackity is apparently trying to get a higher percentage of richarlyson's custody ? stay tuned for updates !

- update: rumor says he has 5% of custody now.... not sure if it's true. forever didn't confirm anything

- cellbit, felps and richarlyson quietly left the cave after quackity started threatening bobby

- RICHARLYSON CRAFTED HIS FIRST DIAMOND PICKAXE 🔥🔥🔥🔥

- they're doing a picnic :) with joyful music playing in the background :) and flowers :)

- richarlyson went to take a nap and cellbit started building his house in the meantime

- cellbit and richarlyson went to see bbh and maximus

- he's getting into the lore 👁 investigation music is playing. maximus is telling cellbit to be careful with quackity because quackity wants to kill all eggs

- cellbit is joining them on investigating what's going on with the island

- (guys cellbit is so excited about this. it's exactly his type of stuff since he used to do vídeos on args and stuff like that. he was also planning on doing something similar himself on the server)

- maximus is showing him the stuff with morse code/cyphers he got from the hacker transmissions and more. cellbit is gonna help them with the cypher

- meanwhile, richarlyson and dapper are getting along well!! :D they were having a little party with sombreros and mexican music

- if you're interested, around after the 4 hour mark, the stream is mostly in english and they talk about the lore and about decoding the cypher from one of the transmissions!!! very cool stuff

- 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 THEY PUT MINES ON VEGETTAS HOUSE AND WERE PUTTIMG THE BLAME ON CELLBIT??? I HATE IT HERE!!!! apparently maximus plan was to lead cellbit there so he could record him as evidence

- theyre changing it to blame bobby instead 💀

- richarlyson was playing the flute with tallulah :)

- forever keeps dying btw

- cellbit finished his house! hes also to planning a secret bunker under it to work on investigating the server and the transmissions

- quackity showed up and him and cellbit struggled with mines for several minutes. quackitys house is mostly gone.

- cellbit invited quackity to live in the favela with them

- AT THIS POINT IDK HOW MANY EXPLOSIONS WE HAD IN THE LAST 15 MINUTES

- cellbit put richarlyson to bed and played a undertale song while doing it :)

- uhhh apparently i left the stream and something lore relevant happened. cellbit got attacked by something that was definitely not a regular minecraft mob! hahah how funny. it was one of the things with binary code for a nick

i think this was most of the interesting/fun stuff that happened today. sorry for the long post and hopefully it helps some people who want to stay updated with the brazilians!! any extra information/details/translations you guys may want, feel free to send me an ask. or just come talk to me about these guys :)

#qsmp #qsmp br #richarlyson #cellbit #felps #tazercraft #foreverplayerg #foreverplayer #mikethelink #pactw #quackity #long post #boli recaps

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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why can’t we have monster sheriff reader and horny ass town mayor and bandits

(Werewolf sheriff? Werewolf sheriff.)

A picture frame crashes to the abyss as you tumble into the nightstand. Those god damn idiots. Robbing someone blind on today of all days. The rage visible in the venom dripping from your teeth only upped their ante. None the wiser to your curse, the little demons damn near fainted when a growl slipped from your throat as you chased them about, catching the bastards in record time so you could return home before it was too late.

Your spine curves against the floorboards as you fall onto your side. You barely made it back before the transformation began. Your fangs assault your gums in trial to force out your human canines; the smell of the blood flowing from the vacant holes sending you into a furor. Course hair sprouts over your entire body, stemming from the deep claw marks on your bicep. The scar flares with a white hot pain in similar burn to when you first received it, the fruit bearer of your blight.

You drag your body across the floor as your limbs extend; fighting to reach the basement before the haze clouding your mind traps your brain in its fog. Vision spotty, the soft moonlight on your back doesn't register until you're facing it fully as you writhe in pain. Your talons rip the wood to shreds as your conciousness slips; heartbeat hammering through your maw. The last thing you hear before everything fades is a door handle rolling across the floor.

"You moron! Now they'll know we're here if they're home."

"Sorry! I'm still excited from earlier. Coulda swarn they were tryin to take my head off with that swing."

Shaking off the fuzzy shutter the memory brings, the lockpicker joins the rest of the group in piling into your home. The bandits were worried about you after your public display. While you losing your shit was a welcome surpise, they feared you had a bad week and wanted to cheer you up in the only way they knew how. Stealing things and dumping them off in your shack.

As they place their goods in various directions, a shout comes from the bedroom.

"Hey, guys- come quick!"

Rushing inside your room, the bandits stumble across the scene of a crime that looks like a tornado blew in armed to the teeth in blades. The nightstand was knocked over and blinds torn from the rack. Claw marks splintered the floors, walls, and even the ceiling. The moonlight centered on the bloodstains in the carpet; four teeth embedded in the wool.

The leader kneels and picks up a tooth. "What the hell happened here?"

"Is the sheriff okay?..."

"Look outside, I saw something move!"

A large shadow slinks away from view. Reflecting the natural light, the pin on its tattered clothes could only be one thing. The sheriff's badge.

"What was that?"

"Whatever it was, it has something to do with the sheriff. Follow it."

Fueled by anger and fear, the bandits barrel out the backdoor and after the creature. It's long gone by the time they tumble outside, but footprints and broken leaves lead them directly in its wake. Their adrenaline makes the chase as close to a match as possible for a beast of such calibre; broad shoulders easily the size of at least two of the bandits' torsos.

The pursuit comes to a halt as the group approaches the old farmer's gate. Fool spent a fortune on silver wiring after the lawsuit he lawsuit. As it stands still, the bandits get a good look at the creature. Fur as black as midnight, jaws and dentures that could snap some clean in two, familiar eyes. Looking closely at the beast, it becomes clear that the torn clothes on them aren't from them ripping someone to shreads, but from someone growing to large to wear them. A sheriff hat sits tucked bewteen its ears.

"S...sheriff?

The wolf's ear twitches in recognition. You huff in warning.

All at once things become clear to the group. All at once - that fear they each felt blends with something else. Those claws. That build. You could annihilate whoever you pleased. And that was one of the hottest things imaginable.

"Holy shit."

The human part of your brain wonders if now would be the best time to use the silver bullet tied around your neck as they approach. The weight of nearly a dozen humans jumping on you is about the same as a fly in your hair, but to avoid any casualties you allow them their fun. You have enough control for that, you think- till hands start wondering where they shouldn't.

#Sheriff reader #yandere oc #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #male yandere #yandere scenarios #yandere blurb #yandere drabble #Yandere bandits #werewolf reader #yandere insert

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armed-with-a-waffle-iron · 8 months

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Something very Stephanie Brown about Stephanie Brown is that Bruce, Alfred, Babs, Damian, Kate, Tim, and Cass are all like "Wow! Dick Grayson's so spontaneous and wild and happy-go-lucky and rebellious and gung-ho and a ray of sunshine..." while Stephanie's like "OHMYGODDD, this guy's such a stick-in-the-mud!!".

Stephanie is literally chaos incarnate and Dick couldn't handle it (initially).

Meanwhile:

Most of these stories are happening around the same time by the way.

It also feels pretty hard-earned when these two do come around with each other, at the end of the Core Requirements arc. They had a cute dynamic and they're so similar in so many ways (Bruce even said it during The Road Home). We were robbed of more. It was absolute genius: "hmm...what if...Batman and Batgirl....were ROBIN!".

Sources: Batgirl (2009) #5-7, World's Finest (2009) #3-4, Batman (1940) #682 & #689, Nightwing (1996) #143, Detective Comics (1940) #872, Batman and Robin #9, and Batgirl (2000) #58.

#stephanie brown #dick grayson #fanon pls stop portraying them as himbos they're possibly the most well-rounded of the bats skill-wise #and they were literally the two who were most likely to murder a serial killer once upon a time #they grew out of it dw #and that growth was actually on panel too :P #metas #batman #batgirl #robin #dc comics #bat family #batfam #comics #bryan q miller #the spoiler #nightwing #robins

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skaldish · 11 months

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Could you expand upon your ideas around how Venerating a Deity doesn’t mean trying to embody what they represent? I was raised in a church that literally said the word “worship” meant “to try to become like”. So I’m fascinated by how you could worship a deity of a thing and not want to make more of that thing out in the world. I want to learn a new paradigm

Happy to! I love talking about paradigms.

Firstly…

Different religions and denominations conceptualize "worship" differently.

This includes "what you do to worship" but also includes ideas around "what gives worship its value."

"Trying to become like a deity" is something I've seen specifically associated with Evangelism and Fundamentalism (perhaps others, but this is what I know). It's derived from the idea that Christians are warriors of god and that it's their duty to act as his voice and hands on Earth. This is derivative of their doctrinal idea that they need to "save" people by any means necessary. (Teaching people to define who they are through God makes people dependent on God for a core sense of self, which is a huge reason why it's so psychologically awful to leave these denominations. It robs you of everything you are and leaves you with no way of creating yourself anew.

It's one thing to admire a deity and aspire to adopt some of their attributes as a point of personal growth; it's another altogether to teach people that they need to replace their inherent personality with a prescribed ideological construct. I loathe it entirely.)

Now, Catholics don't tend to interpret worship as the act of "trying to be like God." Given what I've observed and what I know of their ideology, worship for them is largely a function of sacrifice. You sacrifice your time, skills, wealth, etc. to God, because giving up things that are difficult to give up is how you show you really mean your devotion.

(I've seen this behavior in Heathens, actually, when they do things like buy top-shelf mead only to pour every last drop of it out on the ground for Odin or similar.)

I also take a lot of issues with this form of worship because I know why it exists: Extortion. The Church learned hundreds of years ago that guilt-tripping people out of their money (in exchange for salvation, an unfalsifiable concept that they neither had to prove nor procure) was an excellent way to get rich and powerful with impunity.

Clearly you caught me on a day I'm feeling extra-spicy towards Christianity. But I bring those two up in detail because I know a lot of my followers come from these backgrounds, and having more points of differentiation is important.

See, the real pitfall here lies in thinking that Christianity represents the "default" for how religions work, when in reality it's the grand exception, given all of human history.

The other religions I know about (with the exception of Judaism) are distinctly polytheistic: Shinto, Hinduism, Buddhism, and various flavors of Paganism. These all have different models of worship because they all have different, culturally-informed philosophies about how divinity works. Religions are inseparable from the cultures that create them for this reason, and why switching religions is a function of adopting a completely new mindset, not just a new set of gods to venerate.

Norse Heathen Worship

Since this is a Heathen blog I'm obligated to talk a bit about this.

How we worship as Norse Heathens is still a matter of debate, but that's because we're still figuring out how to define "worship" within the context of how it operates as a spirituality.

At no point did Norse Heathenry have a governing body, a religious figure, or a holy book to guide practice. Things developed organically, unique to their time-period and location, and stories were (and are) passed down via oral tradition rather than written down.

Many Heathens mistakenly think we're missing religious mandates, hence why they're so bent on trying to find them or devise them. I think this is a mistake.

A religion's architecture derives from the values, worldviews, and agendas of the culture/people behind it. The reason why a Christian's relationship with God looks like a Lord/servant dynamic is because the religion was shaped by lawmakers, and "loyalty towards the law" was a value they wanted to instill in the general population. Christianity was used to shape politics, so politics in turn shaped Christianity.

Norse Heathenry didn't have this function, so rather than reflecting political values, it reflects cultural ones. The stories are allegorical representations of cultural ideas, which themselves are based in the context of animism—the idea that everything operates as an ecosystem, and divinity is inseparable from that ecosystem.

This is all to say that the way Heathens worship is largely a byproduct of how they interface with that ecosystem. How this looks is something we choose based on what we find connection with, as opposed to mandates given to us.

Some people might find this kind of answer unsatisfying because it doesn't lead to any directive on "how to worship," but that might be because we're used to thinking of worship as a "duty," as opposed to what is actually, anthropologically is: A type of enrichment.

How I Worship

The way I go about worship is the same way I go about any kind of social bonding; through collaboration. In my mind, venerating deities is functionally identical to socializing with them, and like any socialization, how that's done varies from deity to deity. Anything I do in my practice—offerings, devotional art, etc—is informed by what I perceive them liking.

(Keep in mind I'm a hard polytheist, and I'm a hard polytheist because it's the only descriptor that could describe how I experience deities; as beings with autonomy divorced from my own will. A soft polytheist would conceptualize this entire thing differently.)

I also personally conceptualize "veneration" "devotion" and "worship" all differently, which is why you'll see me use the word "veneration" to describe what most people call "worship:"

Veneration is the general state of reverence or respect for something we hold spiritually important, such as a spirit, deity, or ancestor.

Devotion is a kind of enthusiastic dedication that emerges from love.

Worship is a ritual activity done as a gift for a god.

But this is just how I understand things for myself. They're not a reflection of how these things are thought of in Norse Heathenry. (In fact, they're mostly a product of the fact I initially learned about worship through observation, rather than experience. But I figured I'd bring it up anyway to provide an additional dimension to your paradigm explorations.)

I'm not sure what else to say so, uh…feel free to follow up with questions in case you want me to dive more into something.

#answered #norse paganism #norse polytheism #norse pagan #norse gods #norse heathenry

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sandraharissa · 6 months

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To me the core theme of arcane is this specific type of conflict that repeats over and over again in all the main aspects of the story that centers around 'sibling relationships'.

Starting with the two cities. We have Piltover and the bad side of Piltover. Technically they're supposed to be one and the same but one is the 'golden privileged child' while the other is disadvantaged and needs to rely on the rich side of Piltover for support, they can't do it by themselves. And then the rich side of Piltover fails in its duties of taking care of/protecting/supporting/whatever the poorer side and a split happens. Zaun is created and it becomes so dangerous and volatile, it becomes a menace and an active threat to itself/the outside and there's no going back. It's the monster Piltover created and even tho the Undercity suffered unfairly at this point it has become so monstrous there may be no improvement/redemption for it.

And obvs that's the exact same thing that happens with Vander/Silco and Vi/Jinx. However it's also imo completely applicable to Jayce/Viktor and even Heimer/Singed. Jayce and Viktor will only reach their break-up era in future seasons but it's a given this will happen but I know I obvs need to explain the Heimer/Singed example.

Based on what we know about them Heimer is just naturally immortal/long-living, how lucky for him, and completely lacks any ability to relate to beings who from his perspective live short life-spans. Meanwhile Singed is just a human and on top of that he had a 10yo child who died from some kind of disease(maybe?). Currently he is obsessed with discovering immortality: experimenting on ppl, mutating them, resurrecting corpses etc. possibly in an attempt to find a way to heal/resurrect his daughter. And we know him and Heimer were partners and that Heimer didn't help him and threw him out of the university or smth for his research. So the exact same dynamic as the other pairs.

So notice how we've got the cities, and then each city has its storyline, and each storyline has a pair of protags who reflect the conflict between the cities, and then each pair also has the pair that preceded them which also reflects the same conflict. In Zaun all these connections are about family ties: brothers, sisters, fathers/daughters, with inherited political/social roles like the Piltover sympathizer and criminal/revolutionary. Meanwhile Piltover storyline connections are about 'progress': science buddies, mentors and students, with Jayce succeeding Heimer as the barely-scientist-moreso-a-politician and Singed/Viktor being mad scientists. We've even got zaunite 'older siblings' associating with Piltover and piltovan 'younger siblings' being from/associating with Zaun.

Just really nice parallels all around.

But I actually have an honorable mention to add here at the end lol.

Mylo and Claggor. Obvs they don't quite fit cos they never develop into this kinda dynamic and they were never meant to but I can't help but notice the similarities. Claggor being the pure hearted hero archetype, looking like Vander, naturally good fighter, seemingly lacking insecurities, seems like the 'second in command' after Vi (second best with the fighting machine, Vander speaks to him second to get info about what happened), meanwhile Mylo giving off 3rd child vibes, full of insecurities and needing to prove himself, physically looks like a stick bug, a bit of a bully, "weird" lock-picking talents that he struggles with and isn't respected for (like Singed/Viktor's science, Powder's bombs or Silco's dream) that are actually super useful and impressive (like he could have been robbing millions from Piltover banks if he got adopted by Silco instead lol).

#ppl excluding mylo and claggor in fanart or fanfic like they don't fit perfectly into this batshit crazy family and its dynamics #arcane #vi #jinx #vander #silco #viktor #jayce #heimerdinger #singed #mylo #claggor #arcane worldbuilding #vanco family #arcane family #my:arcane

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suzukiblu · 6 months

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disappointed missing fearless

Cut for weird alien biology kinky porn but mostly just for length. Also, I don't know if there's an actual established ship name for Slobo/Kon but this is technically from a YJ polyam fic either way, so idk if it actually matters right now, hah.

Pretty sure I posted at least some of this excerpt before, but this SHOULD be the extended edition.

"The Boy Wonder just had to be our token straight," Kon grumbles, folding his arms. Which is whatever, fine, preferences are preferences and the dude's still his friend and he would still very literally die either for him or on his say-so, but is the idea of letting Kon go down on him every now and then and maybe also making out a little somewhere in there really that unappealing? Like, seriously?

Bats are the freaking worst.

"What's it matter?" Slobo asks, wrinkling his nose at him.

"I mean, it doesn't matter-matter," Kon says with an exasperated sigh. "But also I just want to finally score some dick for once, man, and I still can't actually keep up with Bart's and Suzie only has one when she's in the right mood and Rob's isn't even into me, and I don't wanna go knock over a civilian for it, that's just–"

"And that'd be all the options for dick currently available to your picky ass, yeah," Slobo cuts in dryly, leaning in towards him with a pointed look. Kon turns red.

"Actually I kinda figured you were straight too," he says, glancing sidelong at the guy. "And very solidly monogamous, given all the time that you and Anita spend ignoring the rest of us in favor of rooms with doors that lock."

"We ain't monogamous, she just don't like gettin' interrupted when she's in the mood. Though yeah, you're right about the straight thing," Slobo agrees with a dismissive shrug. "But also, look, I'm Czarnian. Which literally none of you bastiches are. And gonna be frank here, you and Anita got a lot more biological similarities to each other than Anita and a Czarnian chick would, so at this point I don't really give a shit what kind of hole I'm fraggin' so long as whoever it belongs to's got somethin' interestin' to say about the process."

"Huh," Kon says, frowning to himself. "That literally never occurred to me as a thing that might be a thing, actually."

"I mean, what, are you attracted to Branx and Bolovax Vikians and Karnans and Martians?" Slobo snorts dubiously. "Or frell, even Czarnians?"

"Well, just the ones I like, but yeah," Kon says, a little puzzled by the question. They're all sentient species with free will and also he would absolutely let that one very specific Green Lantern just fucking step on him whenever the guy felt like it, so yeah, why wouldn't he be attracted to them? And . . . Kilowog, he's pretty sure said Green Lantern's name is? Kilowog's built like what a brick house wishes it could grow up and be. So Kon would definitely let him step on him. "Is that like . . . weird or something?"

"Galactically speakin', yeah," Slobo says wryly. "Though I guess you're already a hybrid so I probably shoulda expected you to be less discriminatin' than the rest of the universe tends to."

"So what, are you calling me a slut?" Kon snorts. "Like on a genetic level?"

"Depends how many people you've screwed, galactically speakin'," Slobo says.

"Not enough," Kon replies frankly.

"Then yeah, pretty sure you're a slut," Slobo says with another shrug. "Especially if you miss dick bad enough to get in a snit on the couch over it."

". . . I mean, okay, I haven't actually socialized with another dude's dick before," Kon admits grudgingly, making a face. "Unless watching gay porn counts, and to be honest I usually get bored if there's only one style of genitals onscreen so I don't do much of that. Just I just finally figured out that I fucking want dick and my options for getting it are frustratingly limited right now."

"Then wanna actually socialize with mine?" Slobo suggests, which is an approach that Kon appreciates the straightforwardness of. "Seein' as it don't belong to a picky control freak or a hyperactive speedster or someone with a real fraggin' inconvenient tendency to turn intangible when they come."

"Suzie does that?" Kon asks.

"Accordin' to Anita," Slobo replies with a shrug. "And since I trust her with my literal fraggin' life at this point, I'm assumin' this ain't the thing she's picked to lie to me over."

"Huh," Kon says. "Weird, but noted for future reference. And yeah, fuck it, let's socialize. Room with a lock, or . . . ?"

"Naw, give Wonder Girl the chance to walk in on us, she wants to see your indestructible ass get wrecked real bad," Slobo says with a smirk, then sticks with that straightforward approach that Kon so rightly appreciates and immediately yanks his belt open and whips his dick out right there on the couch. It is not remotely proportionate to his build, and Kon definitely means that as a compliment.

"Oh, is that the plan here?" Kon says, as someone whose mouth just went dry and who would also admittedly like to see his indestructible ass get wrecked for once. Like, that's a thing he'd like to get to do before he dies, that's all.

"Damn right it is," Slobo says, smirking wider at him and giving his cock a meaningful squeeze. Kon glances down at it speculatively, wondering exactly how Czarnians fuck. Said cock is currently actively rising to the occasion, and also getting increasingly disproportionate to Slobo's build.

Like. Very increasingly.

Damn.

"What'dya think? Wanna come on it, bastich?" Slobo asks with a leering grin and a very unsubtle tug. Kon flicks his eyes back to his face and just eyes him.

. . . then he eyes his dick.

It's actually, like, a very appealing dick. It might be a little smaller than Kon's own is, he thinks, but it's definitely comparable and still plenty damn big either way, all long and thick and heavy-looking, and it's got, like . . . ridges. Bumps. Textures. Like, Bad Dragon wishes it could design such a dick.

. . . Jesus, actually, is that a knot at the base? And–

Oh. Okay.

"Is your dick prehensile," Kon asks, officially just staring at it.

It waves at him.

"Is it?" Slobo asks with a smirk.

"Fuck," Kon says as a downright vicious stab of arousal goes through his gut, and then he very suddenly feels very weird. Slobo cocks his head, looking surprised.

Kon looks down at himself, because again, he feels weird. "Himself" is not there to be looked at.

Well, like, it is. Just not in very . . . "him"-type fashion.

"Huh," Kon says to the very nice pair of tits currently sitting all cute and perky under his S-shield. He blinks in absolute bemusement, and Slobo's expression lights up hungrily.

"Shit, you really do like me, huh," he says, letting go of himself and reaching out to put his hands around Kon's suddenly very, very narrow waist. Like . . . way too far around, actually. That's . . . an experience. Wow. "Never had Kryptonian pussy before."

Yeah, well, you're not the only one, Kon thinks only slightly hysterically.

"You can't get knocked up 'til you go through a full cycle, right, so can I stick it in raw?" Slobo asks like this is all just perfectly normal, which admittedly for all Kon knows about Slobo's life experience and alien biology in general it could in fact be. He thinks of several thousand reasons to say no, but given both who he is as a person and also how bad he really, really wants to finally score some dick for once . . .

"Yeah," he says, then half-reflexively flicks his eyes back down to Slobo's cock and licks his lips. Slobo grins.

"Nice," he says.

Anyway, Kon's suit lasts about five seconds after that. Which–it doesn't fit him quite right at the moment anyway, so it's whatever. It's very weird to see tits and ass and a statistically improbable amount of curves when he looks down at himself, but it's weirder feeling Slobo's hands and mouth roaming greedily all over said statistical improbabilities as the other pushes him down against the cushions. The prick hasn't even kissed him, which: rude much?

Not that Kon's really complaining, because if he wanted "polite" that bad he wouldn't be socializing with Slobo at all, much less his dick, and Slobo is currently making his way down his body and clearly on a mission to kiss him somewhere.

So yeah, the "weird" feelings are very rapidly losing out to the "holy shit, do that again" feelings.

"Holy shit, do that again," Kon says. Slobo grins sharply up at him and then Kon meets his clit and his clit meets Slobo's very eager tongue and anyway Kon now officially and intimately understands why people who've got one bitch so damn much when a partner ignores it. Like wow, does he ever. "Ohhhhh my god. Oh my god oh my god oh my god–!"

So that's pretty distracting, for at least a couple minutes there.

Not that Kon's brain is in any condition to be noticing the passage of time right now.

"Frag, you're already dripping. Wanna get off on my tongue a few times or just get straight to the main attraction?" Slobo asks as he hooks his hands around Kon's currently statistically improbable and also badly shaking thighs and licks his own very slick and shiny lips. Kon remembers the sight of the guy's big fat disproportionate dick very, very vividly, then immediately spreads his thighs as far as he can without the back of the couch interfering.

Possibly he damages said back of the couch just a little bit in the process.

Like, just barely.

"Main attraction," he says firmly. Slobo grins at him again.

"Damn, rolling out the red carpet here, ain't we," he says. "Gonna make a guy feel downright appreciated like this."

"Put your dick in me right the fuck now or I will put you through the fucking wall, asshole," Kon threatens, and of course it's Slobo, so he just grins all the wider.

"Fraggin' flirt," he says with obvious approval.

Then he puts his dick in him.

Kon's vision very literally whites out at the way Slobo feels sliding into him so big and hard and big and deep and big and good and he jerks up instinctively underneath him and makes some really, really undignified noises as his body seizes up. The couch might suffer a little more damage. Kon doesn't give the slightest bit of a fuck.

"Holy shit, did you just fraggin' come?" Slobo asks in obvious delight.

"Shut the fuck up," Kon barely gets out past the aftershocks making his whole damn body twitch and tremble under Slobo's, and Slobo laughs and sort of . . . rolls his hips, kind of, and Kon moans.

"Shit, you're tight," Slobo says, sounding approving again, and this time in a way that makes Kon shudder even harder than he already is. "And soaked. Feels like I just stuck it in somebody's sloppy seconds. What do you think, bastich, want the whole thing in your snatch? Think you can take it?"

"Yes," Kon chokes desperately, and Slobo does the only gentlemanly thing that Kon has ever seen him do, which is immediately just thrust into him balls deep.

That is definitely a knot, yeah, Kon notes.

And definitely Slobo's dick is prehensile.

The literal only reason that Kon doesn't fucking scream is because they're in a building full of active superheroes and god fucking forbid somebody come and "save" him right now. Like, Cassie can watch if she really is into that, but if anybody in any way tries to fucking interrupt he is gonna straight up just become a supervillain.

Unless it's a supervillain interrupting, he guesses, in which case he's just gonna take a page out of Wonder Woman's book and give them the Maxwell Lord special.

Either way, he emphasizes deeply with Anita and her locked doors.

Real deeply.

#kon el #slobo #superboy #not sfw #anonymous #rinfic #wip: gender? I hardly know her!!

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careful-wish · 2 months

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I know that Eddie had to die bc plot reasons yada yada

But they could have done that in season 5. We had so many deaths deaths in 4 (tho Max did end up living). The stakes are higher in season 5 and having a beloved character die halfway through would have had such an emotional impact

But also Eddie and Argyle not being included in season 5 with the other older kids feel like a joke, especially Argyle.

Nancy is the only one of the older teens (now young adults) to have a real close friendship with someone (Barb). Could probably argue Eddie too bc of Gareth, Jeff, and that other guy in Hellfire but they're younger than him so Idk how long they've been friends or how close they actually are.

In s4, though it's through super unlikely circumstances, Eddie does develop friendships with Steve, Nancy, and Robin. Probably, he already has had some interaction with Robin and Jonathan in the past due to the fact all three were considered weirdos or freaks (Jonathan was The School Freak(tm)) but he had no interaction with Jonathan this season.

Jonathan after being apart from Nancy for a few months then meets Argyle and they become pretty close mates, weed aside. Jonathan finally has someone he can talk to and open up to, and you can tell Argyle genuinely does care for Jonathan and is a LITERAL ride-or-die for him.

Why, WHY did they take Eddie and Argyle away? Yeah, we get the monster-hunting trio back in s5 along with Robin and Vickie in the group, but why'd they take Argyle away? He is also wanted by the government and knows everything. We're just going back to Jonathan having no friends, Nancy really having to confront what happened to Barb, and only Steve having a best mate? Why does Steve get to keep his best friend and Jonathan doesn't?

Also, the group would have been a little bigger than the Party but the dynamics and just absolute chaos would have been amazing.

Steve realising he is absolutely outnumbered by nerds and that he is not the leader, that role goes to Nancy and her babygurl Jonathan.

Vickie being introduced in a group that has several very loud ppl (Steve, Argyle, Robin), joins them immediately and Jonathan goes insane bc the four chatter like kookaburras at three am.

Nancy insisting they need to be discreet and Argyle explaining that while yeah, having an all black van would be cool but bad guys have those too and they would blend in better with a pizza van bc "Who would question the pizza man, Wheeler?"

Eddie secretly having tons of respect for Jonathan and nearly falls over himself trying to make up for the fact he tried to push another guy at Jonathan's girlfriend. Also develops similar respect for Nancy and feels guilty after seeing how happy Nancy is with Jonathan, and also realising it was never his, Robin, Steve, or anyone else's decision what Nancy does or who she wants to be with, it's all her.

Vickie learning about everything but still not knowing the kids very well and fellow newcomer Argyle is like "Idk about the others but Little Byers and Wheelie-boy are good, and of course our amazing super-powered little friend"

Steve discreetly being a terrible wingman for Robin without accidentally outing her. She comes out to Nancy first, then Argyle on accident after they have a weed sesh ("You're good, Batman's sidekick, boobies are great"), and of course ends up with Vickie.

Mike being the one of the Party Vickie ends up bonding with the most, mainly so they can make fun of Steve together but also other reasons

Anyway, we were robbed of these seven chaos nerds being a group together.

And if Eddie were to die halfway through, the turmoil. Dies similar to s4, Dustin is there, but it not only affects Dustin and Hellfire, but the other six he'd started becoming close with.

#i should just write a fic shouldn't i #stranger things #nancy wheeler #steve harrington #jonathan byers #robin buckley #eddie munson #argyle stranger things #vickie stranger things #jancy #stoncy #steddie #rockie #rovickie #robin x vickie

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You know, considering the show only fans' reaction to the Seanchean, if they do put Mat and Tuon together, they're gonna have to give her and them a LOT and I mean A LOT of character development. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if Tuon shows up already with thoughts and doubts about slavery. Cause there's simply no way people are gonna be okay with it.

yeah i really do not envy them having to figure out what to do here, because EVERYTHING about mat/tuon and about tuon as a character is a giant landmine. (even just with casting, because the Head Slaver being a black woman is 🥴 especially if we then get scenes of her having to be told by a white man that slavery is bad. but if you DON'T cast a black actor as tuon then you've whitewashed a book-canonically black character. tuon's character design is the kinda thing where rj was trying to go for a ~boundary-breaking role reversal~ but it just really isn't a good look, and i don't envy the show having to deal with his choices there.)

anyway, i'm really hoping for tuon to be introduced at least a season or two before she meets mat so that she can have some development before they even cross paths, let alone begin having romance. (similar to how elayne, aviendha, and min were all developed through non-rand characters this season, which was a great choice.) one idea i'm quite fond of* is tuon showing up in nynaeve and elayne's storyline in s3 in an egeanin-esque role (tho not exactly equivalent ofc given tuon's and egeanin's differences in status/life situation/etc), so then she unknowingly befriends and comes to respect 2 ~marath'damane~, thus she has to start rethinking some things about seanchan culture when she finds out her new buddies can channel. and in s4 maybe she can have some kind of invented plotline to keep her development moving along, and s5 might be the time for her to first meet mat, and they can spend seasons 6 AND 7 together with the romance being a very slow burn. if the show just has tuon show up in ebou dar straightaway with the initial invasion rather than in a second wave after mat's storyline's been left out of an entire book, then she can meet mat sooner and they can leave sooner and have more time to spend together.

rj could have pulled off mat/tuon if he'd introduced her way sooner and had left enough time for their relationship to develop naturally and for HER to develop naturally, rather than breaking mat's characterization to cram him into a rushed relationship it makes no sense for him to want to be part of at this point in time. in WH it really does feel like rj was planning a whole meaty character development arc for tuon, but then realized between books that he wasn't gonna have enough time for it in the main series and came up with the idea of the outriggers spinoff, and in COT suddenly we have tuon being a completely static character and mat replaced by a pod person who's obsessed with her and has completely changed his views on slavery.

but the show has the benefit of knowing the endpoint already, so hopefully they're already planning for how to make the mat/tuon romance feel more believable. i think the only 2 options are a) introduce tuon way earlier and give her a proper redemption arc, or b) make it a political marriage which mat is putting up with for the greater good but has 0 romantic interest in tuon. because yeah, mat falling in love with an unrepentant slaver would make him absolutely vile in the eyes of all viewers, especially after how hard the show went on showing the vileness of the seanchan in s2. show viewers will not have forgotten the torture egwene suffered by the time mat meets tuon as easily as so many book readers apparently did.

*i'm also very fond of the idea of tuon being introduced in seanchan proper because i spent the whole series expecting us to see seanchan proper and the court of the 9 moons etc and felt SO robbed that we never did, so i'd loooooove if the show took us there and had tuon leading a plotline there before she leaves for the westlands. but purely in terms of getting her to start rethinking the damane system early on, this scenario wouldn't be as useful as the one of her meeting nynaeve and elayne in the westlands.

and finally, it's very interesting that they killed off every single notable seanchan character from s2. this could mean that they didn't want to leave any loose ends because the seanchan will be entirely absent for the next season or two, ooooooooooooor it could mean that they wanted to clear the stage for tuon to step up as our major seanchan character in the next season or two.

#anonymous #answered #wot book spoilers #wot show spoilers

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ok so i dont exactly know how to format this because i havent like. actually made a proper post before but i was reading the original script for Not So Happy Campers - P1 and i find this in particular interesting all things considered (ignore my awful highlighting)

the fact that the script goes out of the way to mention 'weasel-like' is very interesting!! especially due to the fact that his original role was 'the schemer' so i google weasel symbolism and what do i see???

BAM so now i'm sat here thinking, 'holy crap. we were absolutely robbed.' not to sound like a broken record or anything cause i see this mentioned a lot but they could have done so much with this and yet its NEVER brought up again for some reason?? it would have been so cool to see this get elaborated on more

anyway it also makes him calling out alejandro for his 'slippery' behaviour even funnier because YOU were supposed to do that 😭😭😭 i really wish they would have used noah's character more in s1 especially because the hypocrisy would have been sooo funny

anyway blah blah blah eel symbolism. im pretty sure everyone knows already but i just think it's neat how they're both pretty similar in that sense (or at least, were SUPPOSED to be)

anyway no i just thought this was interesting LOL. shoutout to ash for letting me yap about this with him because i think its so cool. looking at the production side of TD is very interesting!!!

TLDR: noah wasted potential, him and alejandro should like. kiss or something idk

anyway bonus things i found lol. really wish they'd release more storyboards n scripts because i think they're neat

look at him in his stupid little sleeping bag!!!!!

#mainly me yapping lol but i figured i might as well post it #anyway they should have schemed together!!!!#td #tdi #total drama #noah total drama #td noah #td alejandro #do i tag this as alenoah???#anyway i miss them 😢🙁🙁

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EAH Dorm Rooms Headcanon pt 1

Apple & Raven's Dorm.

One's a princess who's loyal to her destiny, while the other princess is rebellious and fighting for a cause.

Throughout the series we've seen Apple & Raven's room the most since they're the main characters. but let's dive in a little more.

It's obvious that Raven and Apple have different styles as Raven's style would be associated with the gothic subculture and Apple would be associated with the preppy subculture. Apple's main colors are red, white, and gold (and sometimes pink) and her motifs are apples, bows, and pearls. Raven's main colors are purple, black, and grey/silver (and sometimes turquoises) and her motifs are birds/feathers, chains, and scales. Also, their main colors are Ever After High school's color and their alliances purple for the Rebels and red for the Royals.

Mirrors seem to be one of the things that unites the two girls. Think about it, in the Snow White story it was a magic mirror that told the Evil Queen who was the fairest. Throughout the dorm mirrors are shown on both sides (heck, there're tiny mirrors on Raven's slippers). Throughout history mirrors have been used to reflect what we see and who we want to see. And during the book and web series mirrors have been used during important story lines for example: Headmaster Grimm hearing the Evil Queen laugh, Apple using the mirror net to spy on Raven (consent much?), how the Evil Queen spies on others (Ugh, privacy!), mirrorpads, mirrorphones, mirror prison, the booking glass in Dragon Games, etc. Mirrors are important in the EAH world.

From what is stated on Apple's card (under Apple's side) the room she and Raven share is the largest dorm room (in the girls' dorm) reserved for epic tales. Seeing how the Headmaster plays favorites I'm surprise he didn't give this room to Apple first. But maybe he doesn't assign the rooms and as long as the character is from an epic tale: evil, good, or neutral they can have it!

Apple's side: Apple is a Royal both in alliance and birthright. Apple aspires to be the perfect queen and her dorm room reflects it. Honestly, don't tell me this wasn't the bedroom you wanted when you were five-years-old and in your princess phase.

From what I read in the books Apple's furniture consists of: redwood furniture, canopy, gilded chairs and wardrobe. Only the best for a future queen!

Apple lives and breathes the princess lifestyle and not just because she is one, she works hard for it. She's also very studious as she is one of the few students with the top grades so whenever she's not checking herself in the mirror she is studying, reading, or preparing for future school events.

Apple cares deeply about her looks and her magic talking mirror helps her both in fashion and in confidence. I love the irony that Apple spends more time consulting a magic mirror than Raven.

Though it was never seen in the show Apple did receive a jewelry box similar to Raven's. The jewelry Apple may keep in there are probably pearls, rubies, mini crowns, and apple barrettes since that is what she usually wears.

In the Getting Fairiest line Apple has a nightstand where she places her crown while getting ready for an event or sleeping. It was never shown in the webseries, but we did see Briar's nightstand where she keeps her sunglasses (will show when it's Briar's turn) and them seem to be larger than the toy version.

Apple's Fainting Couch has been seen in a few episodes, sadly we never saw her use it. Which is a bummer because, picture this:

Apple laying on her fainting couch writing in her diary WITH HER GLASSES ON! Suddenly, the door knocks and Apple scrambles to put her glasses in the secret compartment and looking very awkward hiding them. That could've been a running gag, we were robbed of that and seeing Apple in her glasses! Plus, the embroidered apple pillow is so cute!

It wasn't seen during Dragon Games, I'll let it pass since the animators were probably busy and we're human we forget stuff. I also believe that Apple keeps her diary in the storage of the fainting couch.

Seeing how she and Raven have the biggest dorm (in the girls' dorm) of course Apple would have a closet and a dresser to fit all her luxurious clothes. But, sometimes the closet isn't there in some scene. My theory is that since Ever After High School is magical maybe the furniture appears when it is needed, or for example when the student is in the room the windows will appear to bring in some like. Like I said above during the Fainting Couch the animators are busy and the layouts change with each animator.

The vanity was originally Apple's desk which had a bulletin board above it. Again, layout change and the furniture appears when it is needed. I kinda like that Apple has fairy lights seeing how traditional her style is, but see does have a poster of guitar, so she may have a spark to her.

Raven Side: Even before the Rebel movement Raven had a rebellious streak in her. She questioned how her world worked, her story, and herself. Despite Raven's fashion sense matching a traditional fairy tale villain it was her choice to dress that way.

Raven's didn't originally look the way we see it now; Apple (along with Briar) redecorated her side of the dorm to resemble more of an evil queens lair. In the webseries Apple gave Raven an evil throne, an evil crown, and an evil haunted mirror (she may have added the extra mirrors), while in the book Apple put spikes on most of Raven's furniture and gave her a goblin bed sheet set. As nice as Apple was trying to make Raven feel at home, it wasn't right of her to change roommates and go through Raven's things without consent.

One thing that stands out in Raven's room is a white guitar, which gives us the idea that Raven is a music lover. One of my many headcanons is Raven's dad got her into music as a bonding activity between the two and the guitar used to be his before he passed it down to his daughter.

Personally, Raven's is my favorite room design (that we got to see) and if I had the budget, I would remodel my room like hers.

As stated above the room Briar (and Ashlynn) are currently living in the same dorm as Raven's mother (and Cerise's mom). I believe Raven lived in her mother's dorm during freedom year (freshmen year) or will live there her final year, and like many boarding schools/ colleges students don't live in the same room every year.

In the color palette it says imperial gold, but I see black in the color scheme, sure there's 'gold' in the flooring and candlelight, but maybe this was an early idea that the creators had to unite Raven and Apple in a way.

Despite being the future Evil Queen, Raven spends the least amount of time looking at herself in the mirror, gotta love irony. It was also mentioned in the book that Raven tries not to compare herself to Apple since that's what lead to her mother going off-book and vain, so she avoids them.

I believe the wide-eye girl was Brooke, which means besides Maddie and Kitty, she's the only non-Wondelander to see a narrator (lore).

We were able to see the jewelry box when Raven was getting ready for her date in 'Date Night' and an actual was available like Apple's. The jewelry we saw Raven take out of the jewelry box were mainly a silver ring and a chain necklace; so, her jewelry is mainly chains, spikes, and amythest. On the bracelet one of the charms is a potion bottle and Raven does have a potion/ bookcase (can be seen in one of the above images) that I wish we saw in use.

In the getting fairest line Raven has a nightstand where she places her high collars during the night. It wasn't seen in the show, but it's somewhere in her dorm.

We only saw glimpses of Raven's destiny vanity in the webseries. In 'Unfairest of Them All' Raven was heartbroken when Baba Yaga Hut's baby destroyed it., luckily it was rebuilt. The vanity has a built-in keyboard and a brush that looks like or doubles as a microphone. Raven is usually seen with her headphones on, listening to Taylor Quick, playing her guitar, or playing on her keyboard at her vanity. She probably spends more time making music than looking at herself.

Like Apple's diary in her fainting couch I think Raven keeps the books in the vanity's cabinets and reads them when she's alone.

The closet and evil throne (not shown) are only seen in glimpses since furniture appears when it is needed. At first I thought Raven was the only student with a fireplace in her dorm, before we saw 'Epic Winter' on Briar's side of the dorm has a fireplace as well, so I guess each dorm has a fireplace on one side of the room. To keep warm during the cold months and having two fireplaces is a bit much and a fire hazard.

At the beginning of 'Croquet Tastrophe' Apple was first seen in Raven's side of the room for some odd reason. But, wait, Apple has a mug in her hand for some reason. Which made me think Raven owns a coffee machine that she lets Apple use sometimes.

The girls do have a balcony (pretty sure everyone at the school has one) that the girls like to go out to get fresh air during times of stress and peace. In 'Apple's Princess Practice' they have a zipline which I'm pretty sure Briar set up.

Well, that's the first of the dorms, now to the next.

Images can be found here: EAH wiki, Royal&Rebelpedia, and @teatimewithmaddie .

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The Adults: Steve Harrington- Date For Real

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Pov: Reader

Warnings: Fluff, already in love, love confession, Steve's parents are still dicks, lovesick, desperately in love, insecure, dinner date with parents, pretending, pretending to be in a relationship.

Summary: When Steve's parents come back home, Steve needs someone to pretend to be his date.

A/n- Firefly-graphics for dividers

WC- 4.3k

Stranger Things Master List // The Adults Master List // Main Master List

"Fuck FUCk FUCK!" Steve is rambling on as he walks in through the door of the video store. His shift just now starting. Robin and I stare at him from behind the desk. "Steve?" Robin is the first one to say something.

The three of us had only been friends for a while now. I have been working here the longest and when the two of them came in searching for a job. I was the one who trained them.

"Oh, Jesus fucking christ… I'm late and I…" His words started to fade as he walked into the back to stamp his time card. I stared at the door a little longer than I should have. "Y/n you really should just tell." Robin giggle from behind me, and I rolled my eyes.

"No Rob, you know I can't do that. Anyways I'm not Steve's type at all. You see the girls he tries to get when they come walking in. He's simply out of my league." I said to her. "Who's out of your league?" Steve asks as he walked out of the back room. I stared with my mouth open. "Nobody we weren't talking about anything," I mumble out before looking down at the magazine I had in my hands.

Arched brows are written on both of their faces. "She's just talking about that guy she really likes." Robin, I sigh heavily before kicking her ankle. "Who?" Steve asks timidly, I can feel his eyes on me. "Just some guy, but like I said far out of my league," I muttered.

Time passes with customers coming and going, and having to watch Steve flirt shamelessly with every pretty girl who walked in. I groaned as I watched yet another girl walk in. Preppy looking, dress that made me wish that I was that confident. Steve was drooling over her, "I'll take her." Steve whispered walking around the counter. "I'm telling you Y/n just say something. Hell, anything to Steve." Robin really was a good friend who was really trying to help me but it was deeper than just saying my truth to Steve.

Fear of rejection sat on the forefront of my head as I watched him flirt, and her touch his arm. I just wanted that from him, hell from anybody. It's just hard to want to be with someone who doesn't even see me that way. "Rob, I don't think he even likes me like that," I mutter, no longer bearing to look at Steve flirt with the girl anymore.

Rolling her eyes, her hands rest on my shoulders. "Shut up, and stop thinking all the worse things will ya. If you say something and it goes great then it's perfect, but if it doesn't then don't worry about it. Hell Steve admitted to me years ago that he had a crush on me and now look we're best friends." Robin says "That's not the same thing and you know it…"

I hear the similar jingle of the doors bell, then shuffle around us. Robin takes her hands off my shoulders. "What was all that fuck fuck fuck about earlier?" Robin asks, Steve rests his elbows on the front counter his head in his hands. "So get this, my parents are coming into town in a few days." We nod along. We had been friends long enough for me to come to realize that Steve's parents were utter dicks and didn't really care that they even had a son.

"I don't really wanna listen to how I don't have a good job or are even interested in starting a family of my own. I don't know I just need to figure something out." Steve mumbles. "But you're only twenty Steve." I mumble out, "yeah I know, they're such hypocrites. Wanting me to start a family with some random girl that I don't even know just because she's somehow connected to their business. Who even says I want a family at all?" Steve babbles on.

"So what's the problem? Just don't go home, you can stay at my place while they're in town." Robin offers. Steve shakes his head, hair falling out of place. The urge to wipe it away is strong but I don't. "I picked the phone up at the house, and they told me I have to go. They asked me if I had a girlfriend and I might have fibbed, lied a little bit to them." Robin and I look at each other.

"So you just need a date?" Robin asks looking back at Steve. "You make it sound so simple. I have to find someone who wants to fake date me in front of my parents." Steve sounds so dejected at the thought of trying to convince someone to be his fake date. "It can't be someone who doesn't know anything about you Steve," I comment. Brows furrow and then he comes to the realization. More disappointment sits on his handsome face.

"Yeah I mean Y/n's not wrong. It's gotta be someone who you know, and who knows you." Robin adds looking directly at me, "And it can't be me, cause nobody wold ever believe that you're such a rad girl." I look over at Robin, my eyes are begging her to stop. "But I bet you could totally take someone else you know." Robin continues, "Hmm yeah like who Rob?" Steve asks completely unaware that Robin is talking about me. Like I said before I'm not a part of Steve's world. He doesn't notice me.

"Dingus, she's sitting right in front of you. She's perfect too, respectful, really such a beautiful woman, and she knows all about you." Robin is waving her arms all around me as I sink further and further behind the counter.

"Y/n doesn't want to come to help me with my douche parents. It would just end badly I know it." Steve says not even bothering to look at me. The blush on my cheeks is harsh and I feel so hot. "How about we ask her?" Robin says. In unison, they both turn to look at me, but I'm hidden behind my own hands. "Dingus you hurt her feelings." There is silence in the video store.

"Okay I'll do it." I say even though my heart is soaring in my chest. When I look up Steve eyes are on me, reaching out to grab my hands from acorss the counter. "Are you sure? Who know dickish my parents can be. I don't want anything that they say to hurt you… because you know you're my good friend and that…" "Stop talking and let her answer Robin interupts Steve, he hums and stares me. My hands still in his.

My mouth opens and then closes. "Yeah, I'll do it… " He smiles, and squeezes my hands, "anything for you Steve," I mutter to myself.

It's not as if Steve and I have to discuss much more after that. I know this is all fake, so the only thing I have to worry about is making it seem real for… his parents. He calls me as I get ready for a morning shift at the video store. It's only been a day or so since I agreed to be Steve's fake dinner date with his parents.

The phone rings as I try to get my pants up my thighs. I sigh with frustration as I take the phone off the receiver. "Hello?" I say into the phone. The voice on the other side of the phone is frantic, panicking about everything. "How long have we been dating, and what are your favorite flowers? How are you at cooking? What…" His voice goes bare and quiet. "Steve calm down, take a breath for me," I say into the phone. I hear a shaky breath and then I continue on.

"What happened?" I ask him, "My parents called, and they wanted to know about you, but I said… Y/n I said that I didn't want to ruin the surprise. and then I started to worry that I don't even know anything about you. Like what do I call you around other people, and what do I call you when it's just the two of us?" Steve asks more questions. "Steve don't worry about not knowing me. It will come as we sit at dinner with your parents. And for what we call each other how about we just see what happens when I get there yeah." I say calmly into the phone.

There's a sigh on the other side of the phone, "Okay Y/n, I guess I should probably tell you a few more details before you worry about them like me." I chuckle, "That would be good Stevie." I mutter as I finally get my jeans up my thighs and onto my hips. "Thank you Y/n firstly I just wanna say that." I hum, "So parents are coming home tomorrow we'll have dinner after work. Wear that pretty number you've got. I'll drive you back home afterward okay." I nod, but remember that I'm not in front of Steve at the current moment.

Then the thought comes into my head. If Steve were standing in front of me he'd be staring at my bra-covered chest. Half naked as I grabbed the phone handle just a little bit harder. "Y/n you still there?" I heard Steve's voice come through the phone. "yeah I heard you, I gotta get ready for work bye Steve." I said in a ramble of words. Barely able to catch my breath as the thought, and now image of having Steve stand in front of me staring at me with the same eyes he would give the girls that walked in through the video store door.

Work was very slow this morning. Hell nobody came by the video store at nine in the morning, and so it was just me and Robin. "He called me this morning," I say as I restock the shelve with video tapes that had been returned last night. Robin drops her own stack of returns and turns around so quickly. "I'M SORRY WHAT?" I nodded my head.

"Yeah, Steve called was a rambling mess about how he didn't know what to do about what he was going to tell his parents. Talking about what he was going to call me in front of his parents if we had little nicknames for each other. I mean he was a mess, Rob." She stared at me before dropping to her knees to pick up her stack of videotapes. "He called you?" I hummed putting the last of the videos away. "He called and wanted to talk about how everything was going to go. Nothing to worry about ya know."

She continues to stare at me. "God I was so blind," Robin mutters mostly to herself. "What are you talking about? Blind to what?" I asked starting to get more and more intrigued. "I. didn't think… Hell, why didn't I think that he liked you too? He's almost always looking at you. Hell, he never stops talking about you when it's just the two of us hanging out." By the time I had gotten around the countertop, I was blank in my thoughts.

"He talks about me to you?" "WAIT you guys hang out without me?" She shakes her hands in front of my face, and don't worry about whether or not we hang out without you Y/n. Worry about the fact that he talks about you all the fucking time. Sometimes it is downright sick." My hands and my heart shakes at the thought.

"Does he love me?" I ask almost by accident. Robin smirks and looks at me like a lovesick puppy. "I'd say that he does, but maybe you should ask him that tomorrow." My eyes bludge, the dinner date with his parents.

The next day is almost… almost the same. I pack a bag with a different set of clothes. A pretty summer dress due to the warm air as summer approaches, a pair of nice flats not that if I were to wear heels I'd ever be as tall as Steve is. Steve is right there on time. "I'll take you to work this morning Y/n." He says as holds open the passenger side door. Robin still in morning classes. It leads to an awkward ride to Hawkins High and then to the video store.

"So…" Steve says awkwardly after dropping off Robin. "So…" I echo him. "Are you sure that you're okay with doing this? Because if you aren't then I can tell my parents that you aren't feeling good, or something happened today" I smile sweetly as I rest a hand on his thigh 'god he's so muscular I shake the thought. "Of course, I want to help my friend." I try to say reassuring him that eveything will be fine after this point.

The rest of the car ride is silent. Comfortable silence wraps itself around us and then continues as we open shop for the video store. "Did you know that Robin likes Vicky from the band?" Steve says into the comfortable air. "What?" He nods his head and moves from the shelves and cart to in front of the countertop. "I had a talk with her a few days ago about it. Apparently, she doesn't think it not the same thing for a guy to have a crush on a girl, as is it for a girl to have a crush on another girl." My brows furrow together.

"What does that even mean Stevie?" I ask him unaware that my nickname was making him internally blush. He swallows, "I'm not really sure, but I know that Vicky likes girls because she paused fast time at that boob scene." Steve whispers the last part like their customers are around. It's my turn to blush. "So does Vicky like Robin back?" I ask intrigued by where this sudden topic of discussion is going. "I think she does. I really hope she does because if not then we'll have to listen to Robin talk about for another few months." Steve laughs.

Before our shift was over I grabbed my bag from the back room and rush to the bathroom. Throwing off my vest, and shirt, grabbing my summer dress from inside the bag. My jeans are the next to come off and folded them ontop of my shirt and vest. The summer dress fits me perfectly, but as I look at myself in the mirror a part of me worries I'm not enough even for this fake version of Steve and I.

When I slip off my sneakers and slip into my flat I zip up the bag and come out to see that nobody is in the store. "I just went to stamp our time…" Steve says but then magically almost his words fall flat and right out of his mouth. "God you're beautiful! Not that you aren't always beautiful like this, but you're… fuck i'm sorry." Steve mumbles.

I blush hard under his kind stare. I never thought I hear him, Steve call me beautiful. "What were you saying before?" I ask him. Running a hand through his hair, "I just was… I made sure our time cards were stamped. A little early but that's okay." Steve says coming over to turn off the open sign.

Opening the door and letting me out first. I hear the click of the door telling me he's locked up for the night. As I went to grab the passenger door he was there in a flash opening it up for me. "I guess I should probably start to be a bit more gentleman like right sweetheart" Steve teased as I sat down into the seat. As we drove to his house I fidgeted in my seat.

I wondered if I would be enough for his parents. If this would all fall apart the minute we got there. I hoped that maybe for just a few seconds he would see me as something more than just a friend. I just wanted more, and maybe I was just being selfish when I said yes. I'm just done pretending that I'm happy with being alone. I'm not happy being all alone, watching as Steve tries desperately to be with women when I would do anything for him.

Boyfriend and Girlfriend walk into the doors of the stuck-up rich household that even when Steve's parents are there still feels empty and cold. "Father, Mother!" Steve calls out as he shuts the door and softly rests his hand on my back before whispering into my ear.

"Don't you worry about what they say? You just look at me and I'll keep… try to keep things at bay for you Y/n." He whispers it sends shivers down my spine. "Oh, so this is the girl you wouldn't say anything about." His mother says softly. She's different than I thought she would have been. Less rough around the edges, "Mr. and Mrs. Harrington it's nice to finally meet you. I'm Y/n." I say sweetly. My fingers interlaced together. His mother nods her head and off she goes back into the kitchen.

His father stays looking at the both of us. He's so rough around the edges I can already tell. "Steve, why don't we go talk, your girlfriend can go help your mother prepare the table," Steve's father says without another word he's walking towards a door that's never open when we come over. "I'll be right back sweetheart," Steve says and kisses my forehead before walking away. I follow the sounds of plates clattering together.

"Mrs. Harrington? Do you need any help?" My voice is timid and shaky at first. "Oh dear that would be wonderful." She says handing me the plates and everything that she had already gathered, she doesn't have to point towards the dining room table that is almost always cleared.

There's a white cloth that lays over it, and as I set down the plates I hear the faint sounds of shouting. I try to just ignore them so I return my attention back to setting the table. Plates in front of the glasses are already placed down.

"Yes, I understand Father." I hear Steve's voice ring out. "So where did you and my boy meet?" Mr. Harrington asks me. I stop making the table and turn to face him smiling sweetly at him. "We met at work actually," I say looking over at him, but the smile on my face fades as I see how red Steve's face is and how his fists are balled up so much that his knuckles are white.

"And what is it that makes you so interested in my son?" Mr. Harrington asks. My face contorts. "I'm not sure what you mean, sir?" I say trying to understand desperately where the conversation is going. "Dinner is finished, Paul will you come in here and help me." I hear Steve's mother shout out. My heart is racing out of my chest and I stand there until his father leaves the dining room. "Are you okay?" Steve rushes over to me. I shake my head still utterly confused. "What happened upstairs I could hear shouting?" I ask my own question. I can feel the air change. "My father had decided that you are just after my money. That we are faking it." Steve whispers the last part.

"What…" I say but then my mouth shuts as Steve's parents walk right back in. His mother holding a platter of ham, and his father holding onto side dishes. "Sit dearie." His mother prompts me. I take my sit and Steve sits down next to me. My hands are sweaty as I try to not think about how Steve's father could possibly know that we were just faking it.

"We pray in this household or has Steve not been doing that while we've been gone." Steve's father says sounding disgusting. The dining table is set and food is out. Steve sits across from his father, and I across from his mother. His mother reaches out her hands and we pray before eating. For the rest of the dinner, we eat in uncomfortable air.

"Like I asked earlier miss Y/n, why are you interested in my son?" His voice is thick and harasser than before. Maybe due to the few glasses of bourbon, he had sipped on. I chew on my food before setting my fork down and swallowing before answering him.

"Mr. Harrington I… love your son. More than I think he knows, more than he will ever understand. I don't care much for material things sir. I enjoy the moments that I share with your son. I care for the way he looks longing at me during times of our work. I enjoy the way he takes care of the kids he babysat for years. I love the way he makes me feel whenever he looks at me." I rest my hand on his thigh, not daring to look at him. I breathe in heavily. "Mr. Harrington. You might not like me, and you might think that all I care about is money, but that's simply not true. Because I love him for who he is, not what he is." I say moving my hand from his thigh.

There's silence all around us. Mrs. Harrington is smiling over at me, she must not be as bad as Mr. Harrington. "I don't believe you Miss Y/n, everyone has reasons for doing things. When money is involved it's never because they simply love one another." Mr. Harrington spits out. I nod, "Again Mr. Harrington you don't have to believe me. I don't care what you think of my relationship with Steve. You are not a part of it. Your son and I are happy together, though he most definitely deserves someone better than me I love him all the same." I feel Steve's hand on my thigh he's looking at me. I can tell from the peripheral of my vision that he's staring at me like he does when those pretty women come walking in.

"Steve your girlfriend needs to leave right this instance. I will not be disrespected in my own home." Mr. Harrington shouts slamming his glass down on the table. Steve stands up almost immediately like he knew his father was going to have an outburst. "Why Father?" "Paul just take a breathe love." "No Mother, Father is just pissed that someone loves me and it's not for my money that I don't want to be you. You hate that I'm not like you. I will not be trapped by you and your goddamn life. If I love this girl then that's just fine if I want to kiss this girl and bring her home flowers and tell her that she is so much more than I deserve then I will. And actually, this house the one that you haven't been in for months going on months belongs to me. You remember that, remember giving it to me. So it's the two of you that need to leave." Steve is seething, his hand wrapped around mine as he stands next to me at the dining room table.

"Steve, please." Steve's mother tries "NO! I'm tired of this bullshit. You guys are never here. You haven't been here for years, and when you are you shit on everything that I am. Well fuck both of you, so you leave." Steve shouts. His father scoots out of his chair and leaves while his wife follows closly on her heels. With the sound ofthe car rolling out of the drive way, and Steve breathing finally coming to a slow.

Everything hits Steve like a train. "I can't believe I just did that. Fuck." He mutters to himself dropping to his seat all over again. "Steve," I say softly resting my hand on his shoulder. "Oh hey." He says flatly. "Do you want me to leave?" I ask aware that maybe I'm simply not needed here anymore. That would be the sad part, but… "No please don't go... I don't want to be alone right now…" "Can I hug you?" I ask, he nods unwilling to speak anymore.

We sit there at the dining room table. Food is getting cold by the time Steve comes back to reality. "What you said that was good?" Steve comments wiping his face as he pulls away from the hug. "What do you mean Steve?" "You know saying all the stuff you said. It was nice to have someone pretend to care about me for just a little." Steve sounds so dejected. "Oh, Stevie. Look at me. Please" He doesn't. "Stevie, I didn't lie once to your parents. I… I do love you. I have loved you for a long time. I watch you all the damn time. The video store probably has rolls and rolls of security tapes of me just staring at you. Wishing that you saw me not every other girl who walked in. "What? Wait you think that I…" Steve mutters finally looking towards me.

"Steve."

"Y/n, I love you too ya know," Steve says softly grabbing my hands. "I wasn't pretending either. I was… you make my heart race and it's hard to think whenever you're around. Hard to… I guess that's why I would always try to flirt with those girls who came into the video store. I never noticed them though. It was and has always been you Y/n."

The smiles that grow on both of our faces. Makes our cheeks burn. "Can I do something?" Steve whispers as he inches closer and closer to my face. "Depends?" I say cheekily. "Oh shut up, and let me kiss you," Steve mutters rights up against my lips. I nod. He isn't the first kiss of my life, but he's the best kiss I've ever had. The one kiss that I always hoped for, wished that I could get.

Completed on: 06/08/23

Posted on: 07/31/23

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