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almostsweetangel · 1 year

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NYT article abt goncharov has comments like 'what is the purpose of this film's existence these kids are just lying' motherfucker how do you think our ancestors survived. how do you think folklore formed. culture. music. art. PURPOSE????? do you think everything must be commodified? sold? weighed to be valued? has the rot in your soul spread so far you cannot find value in anything not spoken in numbers??? it's FUN. THAT'S WHY. THE PURPOSE IS THE ACT, THE MESSAGE IS THE MEDIUM, THE SYMBOL IS THE STORY. it brings people joy for its mere existence and that IS the point. existence is its purpose alone

#goncharov #not unreality an actual reaction to an actual comment on an article bc corporate journalism has decided to breach gonchcontainment #god i fucking hate people being like blah blah blah but what's the point of this thing SHUT THE FUCK UP #GO PICK UP A HOBBY YOU DROPPED BC YOU THOUGHT IT WAS TOO CRINGY FIND JOY IN IT OR SMTH AND MAYBE YOU'LL CALM DOWN #JUST BC YOUR CAPACITY FOR HAPPINESS DIED DOESN'T MEAN OURS DID #anyway back to regular gonchposting #shut up levi

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pencilofawesomeness · 2 years

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htryds microshot: A Few Times Acno Was Called A Dad

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The first time it happened, Acnologia wrote it off as an accident. Because it was, and he wouldn’t want to unnecessarily embarrass anyone over it when it didn’t matter. People made slips of the tongue all of the time. Especially when they were half-asleep and barely aware of what they were saying.

It was just surprising. That was all. Even more surprising was that the drowsy slip-up came from Levy.

The small girl’s presence in the library was not strange. If anything, it was stranger when she wasn’t there. When Acnologia spent any amount of time in the basement library, seeing if the guild had gathered anything worthwhile—he had a decent collection from the centuries, yes, but it wasn’t as if he had ever bothered to show his face long enough in public to truly browse for anything—it was common that Levy would set her stack of books near him, intent on being nearby.

It didn’t bother him, because unlike the majority of the guild, she knew how to be quiet. And polite. Besides, the kids had taken a liking to her, so he had grown used to her presence in a variety of other places as well. The girl even came to the cabin sometimes. The kids trusted her with their secrets, and honestly, he believed that they made the right choice.

In turn, Levy’s interest in him evolved from excitedly giving him tours of the library to taking interest in his research—and his knowledge. Acnologia had no intention of dragging a thirteen-year-old into his ongoing research on the origins of dragon supremacy magic, or his new project that involved compiling any information on etherious he could find, but Levy wasn’t the worst deskside companion for his more benign research. She knew how to sit still. (Unlike the rest of his kids.)

Her fascination in learning from him was also baffling. Sometimes heartwarming, but mostly baffling. With Levy sniffing out Gajeel’s and Natsu’s ancient origins with minimal clues, she now knew just how old he was too. She skipped over any implications his history should have given and landed on wanting to know the most obscure things. And languages. Definitely languages.

Just now, when he was transcribing some of his Mildian notes and cross-referencing them to the modern guidebook, she had wanted to stick close, watching him translate and asking the occasional question as she did so.

The questions slowed as the night progressed, however, and soon Acnologia realized that she was asleep, cheek smeared onto her journal. Checking the time, he discovered that it was deep into the night, at hours that no human kid should be awake for. She knew better than to follow his example; Levy was well aware of his draconic sleep schedule.

He would have let her sleep, were it not for the terrible position her neck was in.

Acnologia gently shook her by the shoulder. “Levy.”

He would ensure she got in a bed, one way or another. She would probably prefer if it was her own bed, but he would set her up in the med bay if necessary. It would be more comfortable than slumped over a table.

“...five mor’ minu’s Dad…”

Acnologia stilled.

Did she just…?

No, she wasn’t responsive, he decided.

He scooped her up carefully, although in the past few years, he had more than plenty of practice. Upstairs, it was.

With any luck, she wouldn’t remember her words in the morning. Levy was easily embarrassed, after all.

—o0o—

“Try closing your eyes and picturing it in your head,” Acnologia suggested, recalling some of his own early transformations, back before he had conscious control over which form he took.

Natsu was better with feeling than technicality anyways—he just needed the familiarity with the feeling first. Maybe focusing on self image and instinct would help him get there. Otherwise, Natsu would keep staring at his hands and only managing partial ones, spreading only by accident.

“How do I know if it’s the whole thing?” he asked.

Acnologia was pretty sure he had seen Natsu’s full etherious form before, that first time he had tried it and had been completely swallowed by the magic swell. However, Natsu needed his own perception of it in order for him to get comfortable with more than claws and wings. Besides, there was nothing to say that it wouldn’t change appearance based on Natsu’s current disposition.

He shrugged. “It’s hard to say. Let’s just see how it goes.”

Free of any specific expectation, Natsu relaxed. “Okay!”

It took a couple of tries to move his magic across the entirety of his body, but not long. Natsu was quick at picking up magic once he grasped the first part.

Natsu touched his horns gingerly, before turning to him with a grin. “Dad, I did it!”

Acnologia blinked, Natsu’s words ringing belatedly in his head.

“Aw man, did I miss something else?” Natsu continued, mistaking Acnologia’s apparently visible panic for something wrong with his magic. He twisted around, stretching his wings out as he checked his back. “I’m missing a tail, aren’t I?”

Natsu was acting any differently, so Acnologia made the decision to absolutely not address the slip-up. He learned magic from Igneel, so it was only natural. (Oh stars, could Igneel hear that from within the soul technique? He sincerely hoped he didn’t. That dragon didn’t need any more reasons to kill him.)

“Demons don’t have tails,” Acnologia reminded him, shaking himself out of his stupor. (He wasn’t trying to replace any of their parents. He wasn’t. It was fine.)

“You did great.”

“Hey Acno, am I supposed to have only four toes?”

He absolutely did not sigh in relief at the use of his name.

“Your fifth is technically the one on your heel.”

The fourteen-year-old looked briefly horrified. Acnologia laughed, the rest of his own tension fading. Yes, everything was normal.

—o0o—

“Need help?”

Sting glared at him, a sight that was largely made amusing by the nine-year-old’s precarious position half-standing on the counter.

“No.”

Acnologia knew better than to damage the kid’s fragile ego (too much) so he stood to the side and watched as the pipsqueak struggled to reach the bowls.

By some miracle, he finally grabbed one and scrambled down without dropping it. “See Dad, I told you I could—”

Sting stopped himself abruptly. Acnologia tried very hard not to show that he heard it, lest he freak out Sting more.

Not addressing it was probably the best call. Sting clearly didn’t mean it anyway.

Awkwardly, Acnologia simply grabbed a bowl from the cabinet and set it on the counter. “Still would have been faster,” he said, circling back carefully to the real topic.

Sting huffed, his tension fading. “Only if you were already in the room.”

He would let him have this. Sting would get taller soon enough anyway.

“Fair enough.”

—o0o—

“Hey um, Acnologia? Got a minute?”

He stiffened at the unfamiliar voice, though after a moment, he placed it as Macao, that purple fire mage. Acnologia studied the man briefly, not placing any immediately noticeable reason for him to walk into the med bay. Unless, of course, to speak with him.

“Yes?” he answered, hoping it was a reasonable medical request.

“One dad to another, how can you tell the difference between a distressed baby cry and a bratty cry?”

Oh dear Polaris he was not prepared for that question in the slightest.

He remembered that Macao and Enno had recently had a child—and that Enno recently left the guild altogether. (How much the two were related, Acnologia did not know.) It made some degree of sense that Macao might ask a doctor for advice, but why would he phrase it like…?

Oh hell no.

“You realize I’ve never raised an infant…right? Or toddlers.” Acnologia responded awkwardly. He had come to Fairy Tail with three of the kids already, so he didn’t fault anyone for not knowing that his experience didn’t go far beyond what was witnessed. It was just a simple misunderstanding.

“Oh.” The young father deflated a bit. “Right, right. Ah, nevermind then.”

Macao turned to leave, but he stopped short, hovering like there was more to ask. (Porlyusica was never bothered like this; it wasn’t fair.)

“Yes?” he prompted tiredly.

“How do you do it?” Macao blurted, leaving him with no context. The man quickly amended this with a cough. “I mean, balancing mage work and being a father. I love Fairy Tail, and I don’t wanna just up and leave or anything, but I… I want to be a good dad for Romeo. That comes first, ya know? And I’ve seen the way you care for those kids, and the way they look up to you, but you manage to do all that S-Class stuff too. I just… I dunno. I don’t want to mess this up.”

Acnologia almost corrected Macao out of instinct: he wasn’t a father. He had no intention of replacing any of their parents, or even pretending that he was in any way qualified to be a parent. Not…not in the traditional sense, at least. He wasn’t raising them from the beginning like Macao was. He wasn’t some permanent structure in their lives.

(At least, he used to think he wasn’t.)

Yet, Macao’s question rang true to him, and he couldn’t refute even just a part of it in favor of the whole. Because he knew exactly what Macao meant. He wouldn’t have been able to put it into words like Macao did, but… the feelings were there, and they were real.

The title still felt wrong, when applied to someone like him, but everything else was there: the desire to do right by them, to keep them safe, to not stifle them.

To not screw everything up.

“I’m not any expert, but…” he started slowly, painfully aware of how clueless he was and how he was stumbling blindly through this whole ordeal. He had messed some things up already—because of course he has—but he had also learned from some of them. Acnologia wouldn’t profess to be an expert on something as lofty as parenthood, but he did know a thing or two about his kids. He was still learning, too, whether that was catching up on things he hadn’t noticed earlier, or simply watching them change. They were all different, but at least in his experience, there might be some of those generic truths that Macao was looking for. Some good principles to follow.

He thought of how sure the kids had been that their parents had left—of the hurt and uncertainty they felt knowing they were sent to the future. Of how Wendy didn’t like to be alone, or how Natsu needed assurances that somebody would be back even if he never wanted to ask for them. Or how Happy always wanted to tag along to random places, like to the market, or walking home. Or how even Lisanna would want to see him whenever he came back.

“Spend time with them, especially if you were just gone on a quest. When you do go, tell them where you’re going.”

He thought of how Sting wanted to be included, even when he was younger and tinier than he thought he was. Or how Gajeel needed something to do to feel important. Or how Rogue would get excited over small things that meant the world to him, even if just for that moment. Or how Levy would ramble about her own research, searching for his opinions even if he had nothing.

“Encourage them and pay attention to their interests, even if it’s different from yours. Let them try things, even if you know you could do it better. Answer their questions to the best of your ability.”

He thought of Erik, easily overwhelmed by stimulus but equally scared of silence. Of Mystogan, who hated being startled or crowded. Of Charle, who would deny her own feelings and pretend she was fine unless she was called out.

“Protect them, but don’t let them feel bad for needing it.”

With a wince, he thought of how the kids had cried and screamed when he tried to leave, after telling them what he had done to the dragons. Of the way Natsu had shook when he found out that he had seen Zeref, and hadn’t told him. Of how Laxus had remembered him six years after his encounter, demanding answers and closure without the confidence that he would receive it.

“Be honest with them. Especially when you fucked up.”

Macao wouldn’t have done the things that Acnologia did. Hopefully, he never will. His relationship with his kid would be simpler, but even still, he was a mage, and those didn’t have to have Acnologia’s laundry list of issues to run into complications.

He cleared his throat, aware that he drifted from the original question. It was just a deep subject, that was all.

“You don’t have to abandon the guild, or anything else, really, but especially with your kid so young… You’re right. He is going to need your attention first. When he gets older, he’ll understand that you have interests just like he does. Maybe he’ll gain an interest in magic. Maybe he won’t. I can’t say that I have any special ‘balance’ figured out, because truth be told, I only joined the guild because the kids joined first. I just know that they need both space and attention, and how much of each depends on the kid. As long as you honestly get to know your kid, you’ll figure it out.”

Macao studied him for a minute, and Acnologia suddenly regretted ever attempting to answer the question at all. Even if Acnologia was somewhat certain that he knew what he was doing with his kids, that didn’t mean that it was true for others. Especially non-traumatized, human, two-year-olds. Those might be different.

But Macao nodded, smiling slightly. “Yeah. Yeah, you’re right. It just takes time to figure it all out, doesn’t it?” This time, he really did go to the doorway. “Thank you. This really helped.”

Acnologia watched him leave, still a bit numbed by the implications of the conversation.

Was he…really a dad?

He wasn’t sure. He was sure that he would do anything to take care of those kids, and to make sure that they had a good life. Maybe that made him a parent after all; maybe it didn’t. In the end, Acnologia decided that the label didn’t matter all that much… but maybe, it wasn’t something to be so afraid of.

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beeapocalypse · 7 months

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getting more familiar w the routes of the game is a bit of a bad thing bc they get jumbled in my brain and what i was intending as a shortcut into downtown prehevil thru the sewers to pick up the bretels stone from the church of alll-mer ended up w accidentally going to the foundation of decay with no glass shards for moonless instead

#i mean. i had ONE but i used them on needles #^ didnt know he would show up in the bunker without tanaka there to kill. maybe i just killed him b4 going there my other runs lol #already killed tanaka. theres a couple others thatll be easy to pick off but ive NO idea for the likes of pav + august yet #going to sleep now. goodnight goodnight [beams an image of levi into ur brain]

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earl-grey-love · 8 months

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Aha I finished the new chapter and it's so funny to me that every option I pick, both S-tan and Levi are the first ones to approve. Those girls totally get it.

#even when I picked a super mean option they were like go off king #they support womens rights but also their wrongs #silliness aside...#that lore had me entranced #I can't wait for more #sunny speaks #ship: cat demon #ship: levi up

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lovehurried · 1 year

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@wasworthy said: “I turn round to find there's a girl in my room.” apart together • not accepting.

"Y'know, you really need to get better security." She muses from her position on the bed, feigning concern. "They let anyone in here, Tommy. All I had to say was 'I'm his wife' and they gave me a key. Or am I just the latest in a long list of wives who've been visiting you this week?"

It's then that she lets herself grin, unable to keep up the bit when she catches sight of the gold band on his finger. She's used to the rush of affection he triggers now, but she's still not used to that.

The crisp, white hotel bedding stands in contrast to the black silk and chiffon of her dress; a show dress, something she decides to explain before he can think to ask.

"We've got a couple of days before the tour picks up again in Boston. Did you know it only takes an hour to get from Detroit to Hamilton, if you've got a friend with a private plane who owes you a favour?"

#wasworthy #& thomas levi | tommy hughes. * wasworthy #♡ i didn’t know how to tell you. * midge & tommy ( wasworthy )#interaction.#answered.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. i want to be the biggest thing out there.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. interaction.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. answered.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. v. s3 canon deviation. * post vegas #miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. & thomas levi | tommy hughes 024. * wasworthy #queue.#not me referring to that old list of tour dates #this'd be like #4 months ish post vegas #and a month or so after miami #so first time they've seen each other since actually saying they wanna go all-in on the drunk decision to get married #i just picked a random place he could've booked a gig :')

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calpicowater · 1 year

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Week 3.6/52: January 16th - January 22nd 2023 | Chinese New Year 🧧

Last day at home/of rest before I head off to Calgary again for the 5th time in the past 14 months LMAO; YYC is really my 2nd home now. Gonna be on semi-hiatus until early/mid Feb because I am not bringing my laptop with me (as usual)... Because I am away during actual CNY in two days, I went to eat with my parents as an early celebration. Went to eat Sichuan food at 半步仙小酒館 and they had super bad service lol. We just wanted an extra bag for our takeout container because our old bag was leaking out sauce and the woman refused to give us another one and implied that we are stupid... :| so mean........ really terrible attitude!!!! And she made us feel like shit. It’s just a bag bro... and this was at the end of the meal after all of their passive aggressiveness the entire meal and how annoyed they visibly were every time we asked them for anything. I don’t like places with people like this :-( I have never had such bad service like this it’s actually kind of shocking WTF no one would want to return under these circumstances. Kind of ruined the day tbh. Food was pretty good though but not quite 10/10. Couldn’t stop eating because the dishes were so 下饭 and then suddenly I was super full. Spicy fish, 毛血旺, cabbage rice noodles, 牛蛙, & 锅包肉.... nice. Good meal but bad place! >_<

#365 #52 #ootd #sichuan food #brown baseball jacket #levis ribcage #grey champion hoodie #open heart necklace #adidas stan smith #6/52 outfits #omg what the heck the way i never stand in my ootds anymore #im purely so lazy #no words lol #bye tumblr for a lil bit again lol #dont miss me too much :P #praying that when this post goes up 1) all the equipment is there 2) everything is set up properly and working and 3) we were able to pick+#up keys w/o problems on monday #oof this is going to be a stressful 2 weeks ;(

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journey-to-the-attic · 2 years

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If it isn’t too bothersome to ask, how does Zhao eventually get closer with each potential love interest?

His silly shenanigans always put a smile on my face

in a vacuum outside of the whole canon plotline of the exchange year—

with the brothers, since they all live in the same house, it’d probably be zhao just getting used to them over time that stops him from being as afraid of them, at which point the befriending and subsequent catching of feelings starts to happen. some brothers become sort-of friends more quickly since they’re good with ik (mammon, beel, asmo), or because ik likes them, even if they’re not so good with her (levi, satan)

and of course with diavolo (as we’ve said before), he’s intrigued by zhao and so establishes himself as an amicable party early on, and quickly notes that zhao has caught his interest and starts getting to know him better. simeon and solomon are kind of similar to diavolo in that they remove themselves as being threats in zhao’s eyes early on, but they’re more passive than active amicable parties, if you know what i mean??

in solomon’s case, he’d make himself a friend of zhao’s pretty quickly, but since they lack a lot of common ground, they don’t have much to talk about for a while. they still spend time around each other, though, and solomon takes a kind of comfort in those hang-outs, even if they’re awkward and mostly mundane. also, ik likes solomon’s magic tricks, so zhao appreciates it when he entertains her with them

in simeon’s case, he’s not so much zhao’s friend as he is ik’s friend for a while - since wherever zhao is, ik usually is too, and simeon finds that he really likes doting on/playing with her, which means he doesn’t often take the time to actually talk to zhao himself for long. he does do it eventually, though, and he finds that there’s something weirdly charming about how awkwardly pleasant the guy is (plus he appreciates that zhao’s so nice to luke)

barb would be fairly distant from zhao for a time, but since his boss is after zhao a lot of the time, barb isn’t usually far behind, so they often chat a little bit in the spaces between - these little interactions build up, to the point where barb starts considering zhao more of a genuine friend than an acquaintance, and he soon starts finding himself looking for more opportunities to spend time together

i don’t have a concrete plotline for how exactly things go for every guy, but here are a few more notes for the ones that i do have ideas for!

satan + lucifer + diavolo - zhao worries about how whether he can really be a suitable father and raise ik on his own, satan has internal struggles coming from his origin and how he was raised, lucifer has his own issues from having been the primary caretaker of his family since like forever, diavolo has a not-great relationship with his own father; there’s definitely some mutual help and communication to be had here

mammon - zhao is used to frugality and struggles allowing himself or ik any luxuries even when they can afford them, while mammon overspends; they kind of help each other come to a compromise between the two. feel like zhao being a hard worker has a good influence on mammon, while mammon kind of forces zhao into being kinder to himself in general

beel - both are used to placing themselves at the centre of their past troubles - beel blames himself for not saving lilith, and while zhao certainly does shoulder some blame in the whole situation with ik’s mother, he really needs to stop stewing in it so much; they both kind of help kickstart each other into getting out of this mindset

solomon - eventually he decides to confide in zhao about how distanced he feels from humanity, and how nice it feels to just kind of hang out with him, even if it’s super mundane; this kinda hits zhao hard, and he makes a point to talk to solomon more after that - solomon notices this, which makes him feel weirdly fuzzy inside...

asmo - taking his entire conflict with helene as it happens in jtta, it holds some kind of similarities with zhao and ik’s mother, where they both hold blame in the situation, but need to let go and bring closure to the whole thing; asmo by talking it out with helene, zhao by accepting that he did what he could to make things right

after all the getting closer stuff, zhao no longer sees everyone as an active danger, but it still takes a while for him to stop perceiving being flirted with as a threat - which means he gets spooked quite a bit for a while after this, because once the love interests start catching feelings, the flirting gets turned up to like, 1000000000000

#answering asks #anon asks #dad in the devildom #i don't think you can really pick out any one moment where anyone catches feelings but you can pinpoint when they realised that they had #the order in which they did goes like this:#diavolo -> mammon -> simeon -> solomon -> lucifer -> satan -> asmo -> levi -> beel l = belphie -> barbatos #beel = belphie because they both realise it at the same time while talking to each other #satan realised very soon after lucifer because he noticed a change in his behaviour which prompted him to evaluate his own #as for the order in which they actually start trying to do something about it #diavolo -> asmo -> simeon -> satan -> solomon -> mammon -> belphie -> beel -> lucifer -> barbatos -> levi #sorry it took a hot sec to reply to this! i was going to give a more extended answer but then i figured it'd take too long #plus i didn't have enough ideas to really talk about each character individually

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