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xxbimbobunnyxx · 8 months

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Purple Houses and Paranorman

(Single!Dad Eddie Munson x Single!Mom Reader)

Summary: Eddie asks you and Oliver to go to a special screening of Paranorman with him and Charlotte. WK: 3.9K

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Warnings: Basically none, modern AU, mention of a dead family member (readers aunt), There’s like one second where Eddie is checking reader out and his thoughts get a little carried away, readers son has a speech delay, reader is implied to be alternative and have tattoos but I don’t talk about it much besides her outfits, fluff fluff and moreee fluff. But as always my blog is 18+MNDI

A/N: So I might have gotten a tiny bit carried away talking about the house, it wasn’t something I originally planned out but it kind of just came to me as I was writing, I’d like for them to all live there together eventually. I’m trying to make it a lil slow burn but I suck at that so hard so we will see how much longer I can go without making them kiss LOL. Also I said these were blurbs and this is almost 4K sooo Oopsie. As always my requests for these guys are open and feedback is greatly appreciated.💜💚

Your phone vibrated and the screen lit up, the contact reading “Eddie🎸🦇” you smiled to yourself before pushing the green accept button.

“Helloooo Edward, what can I do for you on this fine autumn morning?”

“Hey weirdo” He let out a laugh, one you’ve grown to find comfort in over these last few weeks. “What are you and Oli up to today? The theater is doing a special showing of Paranorman and I was wondering if you guys would wanna go with us later?”

“What’s in it for me?” You joked.

“Ummm you get to spend time with your bestfriend and do something Halloween related, which I know you love.”

“Bold of you to assume you’re my bestfriend.” You laughed, knowing he definitely had become the best friend you have but still wanting to fuck with him a little.

“Me? I’m talking about Charlotte, you are her new self proclaimed bestfriend and also you do her hair better than me, apparently. Can’t believe my own daughter likes you more than me.” He sighed dramatically and you could practically see him faux fainting.

“Awww I love her, she’s my new bestfriend too. Verdict is still out on her dad though.”

“WOW I can’t believe you would betray me like this, I thought you loved me.”

“Don’t worry, you’re better at playing monster than me apparently sooo I think we are even. What time do you want to go?”

“I guess we can call it even, for now. How about around two? Gives us a few hours to get the goblins fed and ready to go.”

Jokingly teasing each other had become the norm for you and Eddie, easily falling into flirty banter since the day you met.

“Okay, perfect.”

“Want to meet us there? Or I can come get you guys and we can ride together.”

Something you had noticed about Eddie is how perceptive he was. He picked up early on that you’d avoid going places you’d have to drive especially if you’d never been there before, which in those first few weeks was essentially everywhere. So he always offered to pick you and Oliver up whenever you all did something together.

“Could you pick us up? If that’s okay.”

“I wouldn’t have offered it if it wasn’t okay, babe.” Babe, was something he only started calling you recently but it made you giddy every time.

He was also constantly reassuring you that he didn’t mind helping you when you needed it. He knows how hard it is to do this alone so he was always offering to do anything to make things easier on you. Even if it was something as small as picking you and your son up for a movie. At first you declined his help every chance he offered, used to doing things alone, not wanting to burden him. But he’s told you over and over how he doesn’t mind, that it makes him happy to be able to help you.

So who could blame you if you had developed a not so small crush on him? You tried not to, but he was all kind gestures, big brown eyes and chunky jewelry. So how could you not? It’s not your fault it was like he was your dream come to life. You weren’t positive but you were pretty sure he felt the same. Hugs started lingering just a little longer than they should have, hands started brushing when you followed behind your rowdy children on evening walks, the cute little pet names he would always call you that made your stomach flip, the kisses on the cheek you had started giving each other.

So after you got Oli ready you gave him his tablet and spent a little extra time getting ready. You did your hair in your favorite style and added just a tiny bit more makeup than usual, both turned out perfect. But now you were standing in front of your open closet, staring at it like the perfect outfit was just going to jump out at you.

The October chill had set in throughout Hawkins, the days still sunny but the breeze cold, not quite bone chilling like in mid December, but cold enough that you needed some layers. You were also going to be sitting in a movie seat for two hours even if they were the reclining ones you didn’t want to spend that amount of time sitting in jeans.

After trying on several outfits, you ended up deciding on a black long sleeve skater dress, the neckline scooped just enough to make your boobs look nice. You layered some thigh high socks and leg warmers before pulling on your boots. You grabbed a plain zip-up just in case you got cold in the theater and gave yourself a once over in the mirror.

You couldn’t deny the fact that you looked good, and you hoped Eddie would think so too. He had never seen you this dolled up, usually wearing more comfortable clothes and simpler make-up.

You felt butterflies erupt in your stomach, a mixture of emotions going through you. Excitement to see Eddie was in the forefront, but the nervousness was lingering in the background. Are you reading things wrong? Is it smart to get involved with someone that your son has already started to form an attachment to? You took a deep breath, checking your hair one last time before shaking your head as if it would erase those feelings like an etch-a-sketch, willing yourself to enjoy something for once.

When you decided you were as ready as you’d ever be you got on Oliver’s shoes and jacket before grabbing your purse and taking him outside on the porch to wait on the swing. You smiled to yourself as you looked at the porch you spent many summers drinking lemonade with your aunt. The various wind chimes that hung moons and stars and zodiac symbols chime in the mid October breeze.

You loved this house, it belonged to your late aunt who left it to you in her will when she died. It was beautiful but eccentric, kind of like your aunt herself. It stuck out among the many suburban style houses in your neighborhood. It was a late 1800s Victorian style home, with beautiful arches and various types of windows, a wrap-around porch, and a beautiful backyard with a garden that your aunt cared for until the day she couldn’t anymore. You and Eddie had planted pumpkins back there with the kids in her honor, she’s the reason you love them so much after all. They were almost ready to be harvested and carved, a Halloween movie on in the background and the smell of pumpkin seeds baking in the oven.

But what really made the house stand out was that your aunt had it painted a deep purple color, the shutters and roof black, matching the porch. The door was black but it had a beautiful stained glass window in the middle of it, depicting the same kind of crescent moon and stars that dangled from the wind chimes. Inside there were four bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living and family room that held a mixture of her old and your new furniture, and your favorite part, the kitchen. It had been updated since the house was built, but still held a vintage feel. Your aunt had the cabinets and drawers all painted the same purple as the outside of the house, wallpaper with those same moons and stars adorned the walls. The only modern thing about it being the fact that she had replaced all the appliances with shiny new ones.

It was a lot of space, too much for just you and Oliver. But you couldn’t bring yourself to sell it, some of your happiest memories were spent here. So you decided you’d take this opportunity and get the fresh start you’ve been needing. You didn’t have much keeping you back home anyways. You and your mom weren’t particularly close but when she found out your aunt left you everything, not just the house, but her money too, she was furious.

Now that you’ve settled you know it was the right choice. Oli started school and despite his struggles with communication he was thriving in class, you got a job at a local diner where you made pretty decent tips, you had this beautiful house, and last but not least you had Eddie and Charlotte.

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A large smile stretched across Eddie’s face when he turned down your long driveway and saw you and your son sitting on the porch. He loves your house, he used to drive by it when he would deal to the rich kids in highschool and always admired it. But when you stood up his jaw actually dropped. He had never seen you in a dress before, you always looked beautiful but right now you were fucking radiant.

He got out of his SUV to help you get Oliver’s seat in and you were even more breathtaking up close.

“Wow. You look… wow.” Eddie shamelessly lets his eyes wander your form for a moment, his cheeks turning red when he reaches that little sliver of skin between your socks and your dress.

“Thanks, babe. You’re not so bad yourself, I guess.” You repeated his words from earlier back to him and he cackled.

“Ha ha veeerry funny, brat.” He stuck his tongue out at you.

“Reaaaal mature, nerd.”

“Hi Eddie!” Oli ran over to hug Eddie’s legs and smiled triumphantly, having recently gotten his new friend's name down.

“Hey little dude! How’s a going?” He gave your son a wide smile while he affectionately ruffled his hair.

“Where Char?” He tilted his head to the side, more concerned with where his friend was than answering Eddie’s question.

“She’s in the car buddy, you wanna to say hi to her while I get your seat in?”

He just nodded, grabbing your hand and dragging you around to the other side of the car where Charlotte was, knowing he’s not supposed to walk down the driveway without holding hands.

Eddie couldn’t help but watch you walk away, internally groaning when he saw that same sliver of skin from the back. The dress is long enough to cover your ass, but not by much and he can’t help but imagine flipping the skirt of it up and-

“Eddie? Are you gonna put the seat in the car or are you just gonna stand there and ogle me?”

You couldn’t help but tease him when you turned around and he was just standing there holding the car seat with his mouth hanging open.

“Huh? Oh! Uh, yeah- yeah sorry.” His face turned beat red and he turned his back to put the seat in to try and hide it, but you saw it. At least you know he thinks you look cute, mission accomplished.

Once the kids were all buckled and ready to go you got in the passenger seat and flashed him a smile. He turned towards you and reached under your seat, his leather jacket covered arm going across your thighs where your dress rode up. You tried to act like your heart wasn’t beating a thousand miles a minute whenever you were this close to him, hopefully succeeding.

But Eddie caught the tiniest little squeak that came out of the back of your throat when he first touched you. Feeling satisfied with himself that he had any kind of affect on you because you made him feel like he was in highschool with a crush on a girl he didn’t have a chance with. But you were constantly showing him that maybe he did have a chance with you.

He pulled a bag from under your seat, plopping it in your lap.

“Me and the princess stopped at the dollar store and got your guys’ favorite candy. I figured since the movie theater candy is like crazy expensive we could get the candy before and get popcorn and drinks at the theater.” He said it so casually, like it wasn’t a big deal that he remembered you and your son’s favorite treats. But to you, it was. Every single time you saw him he gave you another reason to fall for him.

“Wow, thank you Eds. That’s really thoughtful of you.” You smiled at him sweetly, the kind of smile that made him feel like he was going to melt into a puddle in the driver's seat.

“Of course Darlin’ anything for my favorite dude and my favorite girl.” He smiled back at you, the kind of smile that reminds you of sunshine that you wanted to bottle up for a rainy day.

He put the car in reverse and of course he had to put his hand on the headrest of the passenger seat while he pulled out. You just wanted to tilt your head up and kiss his wrist where his jacket rode up. You wanted to be close to him so badly, you’ve been trying to find the courage to ask him to hang out, just the two of you but you keep psyching yourself out. You didn’t have anyone to watch Oli anyways and if he wanted that he never hinted at it. Always suggesting things for you to do with the kids. Which you love, having someone think of both of you the way Eddie does is something you’ve never really had. But what you wouldn’t give for just a few hours alone with him, no kids, just being yourselves. But maybe he didn’t want that?

Eddie glanced over at you as he turned onto your street, you were staring out the window, chewing your lip that way you always did when you were thinking hard about something. Usually something that was upsetting you, so he did what any good friend would do and reached across the center counsel to grab your hand.

You whipped your head around at the feeling of his larger hand engulfing yours.

“You okay?” He ran his thumb over the top of it before intertwining your fingers. He had never held your hand before, and you felt your insides grow warm at the feeling. His palm was surprisingly soft against yours, but his fingers were calloused from years of playing guitar and working on cars. The juxtaposition of rough and smooth was more soothing than you ever could’ve imagined.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just got lost in thought for a second. Thank you for checking on me.”

You smiled at him sweetly, squeezing his hand in yours. Expecting him to let go after he knew you were alright but he just held on tighter. One hand on the wheel, the other in yours, hidden from the kids by the center console.

“DADDYYYYY! I want an icee, a blue oneeee!” Charlotte said in a sing-song voice.

“Okay baby, we can get a blue icee.” Eddie smiled at her in the rearview mirror and she clapped her hands in triumph.

“Oli, do you want an icee?” His eyes moved over to the other side of the backseat as he addressed your son.

“Yuuppp! Blueeee!” He said in the same sing song tone as his friend. He was always parroting her and saying things she said back to her and it warms your heart. He’s come so far with his communication skills since he started school and started spending so much time with Charlotte, you couldn’t be more proud of him.

Eddie held your hand up until he parked the car and took the keys out of the ignition. Squeezing it before placing a quick and sneaky kiss on the back of your hand, giving you one of those goofy smiles you love so much and exiting the car like he didn’t just make a bomb filled with butterflies go off in your stomach.

You got the kids out of their seats and walked into the movie theater, Charlotte and Oliver insisting on being in the middle so they could hold hands too. Eddie showed the guy at the ticket booth the barcode on his phone that had the tickets on it since he insisted on paying for everyone.

“Icee! Icee! Blue!” Oli jumped up and down as he pointed at the machine spinning the different colored slushy ice.

“Yeah baby, I’m gonna get you an Icee.” You chuckled at how cute his excitement was, letting him drag you toward the concession stand with Eddie and Charlotte in tow.

You ordered two small and two large blue Icees and a large popcorn. You go to pull your wallet out of your purse to pay since Eddie bought the tickets but you feel a large hand on yours, pushing it back down.

He already had his card out before you even open your purse, handing it to the woman behind the counter.

“Eddie… you paid for the tickets, it's the least I can do.”

“Nope. My treat.” A triumphant smile spread across his lips and he sent you a wink.

He always did this, paid for you, drove you, brought you little things he saw in the store that reminded him of you or Oli. It’s not like you didn’t have money, your aunt left you plenty of it and you had your job at the diner. But you knew Eddie did well for himself, he had told you some about his childhood, how he grew up with very little and he didn’t want his daughter to ever feel like he did as a kid. So after he finally graduated he and his uncle opened their own mechanic shop. It was fairly successful, their lower prices and more efficient work times drawing in and catering to the less wealthy people of Hawkins.

“Dada I have to go potty!” Charlotte tugged on Eddie’s hand, pouting toward the bathroom sign that was on the way to your designated theater.

“Alright sweets, let’s go potty. Oli and your bestie will go get our seats.”

She shook her head and pouted, looking at you with big round brown eyes, asking without verbalizing, something you’ve became an expert at understanding after having Oliver. Ever since you had all started going on outings together more often she had been asking you to take her to the bathroom. She had hardly ever gone in the girls room, always having to have her dad take her, so after you took her that first time, she always asked.

“Do you want me to take you potty honey?” You smiled at her sweetly, titling your head toward the bathroom.

“Yes! Please! I like going to the girl potty room!”

“Alright little dude, looks like it’s you and me with the snacks and the seats. They have lady business to attend to.” He grabbed the drink carrier from your hand, guiding Oli to walk in front of him into the bright colored double doors that led to dimly lit theater.

You stood outside the stall while Charlotte used the restroom, “standing guard” as she called it.

“Have you ever seen Paranorman before?” You asked her as you helped her wash her hands.

“No but my daddy said it’s a lot like Coraline and I love Coraline so I hope I will like this one too!” She smiled at you in the mirror.

“I’m sure you will, Oli loves it!” You helped her dry her hands before leading her out of the bathroom and into the theater to find the boys.

“Mommmmyyyy! Sit!” Oliver patted the seat on his left, signaling for you to sit down next to him. Charlotte sat to his right and to her right sat Eddie.

You knew you wouldn’t be able to sit by him before you even got here. But he felt like he was a world away with two reclining seats between you, it made you miss the old movie seats, at least then you’d be close enough to reach behind the kids to hold his hand over their heads. You missed his hand in yours the minute he let go, it still felt empty now even as you held the large cup filled with sugary blue slush in your hand.

The movie went as smoothly as it could’ve with two five year olds. You had to shush them both more than a few times and twenty minutes in, Oliver had to go to the bathroom, Eddie took him, he liked going in the boys bathroom just as much as Char liked going in the girls.

When it ended you corralled the kids back into the car, Eddie offering to drive through McDonald’s on the way to your house to get the kids happy meals and they cheered.

The ride was filled with small talk, jokes, and all four of you singing along to different songs on your playlist because Eddie even let you pick the music in his car. He never let anyone pick the music, it didn’t hurt that you had good taste.

When you were a few minutes from your house, just like before Eddie reached over to grab your hand. You took it instantly, intertwining your fingers and looking over at him with a shy smile.

“I had a lot of fun today, thanks for coming with us.” He glanced over at you at a stop sign, his smile sweet and his eyes filled with affection.

“I did too, thank you for inviting us. Next time I’m paying though.” You ran your thumb along his, the soft gesture contradicting the teasing tone in your voice.

“Yeah, we will see about that sweetheart.” He sent you a wink as he turned onto your street, giving your hand one last squeeze before getting out of the car to help you with the seat.

He got Oliver and his seat out of his car, you grabbed your son's hand and he held onto the car seat as he walked you a few feet to your door. He sits the seat down on the porch before turning to Oli and asking him for a high five, he happily obliged, even offering to bump knuckles with him in return.

“I really did have fun today, I love hanging out with you guys, it’s nice… to have someone else to do things with.” Eddie rocked on the balls of his feet with a bashful look on his face.

“It is nice, I’m glad we have you guys. I love spending time with you, both of you.” You were sure the smile on your face was lovesick and dopey but you couldn’t bring it in yourself to care. “The pumpkins are almost ready to harvest, would you guys want to come over and carve them next weekend? We can put a Halloween movie on, make some popcorn, make a whole thing of it.”

“I’d love that, and I’m sure she would too. It’s a date.” His eyes widen as he realizes his choice of words and you can tell he's about to correct himself so you cut him off.

“It’s a date.” You nod, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him into a hug that he immediately reciprocates, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist, his chin resting on the top of your head. You give him a final squeeze before pulling away and placing a gentle kiss on his cheek.

“Goodnight Eddie, get home safe.”

He was beat red with a flustered look on his face, you had kissed him on the cheek a few times now, but something about this felt different, more intimate.

“Goodnight sweetheart, sleep tight little dude!!” He waved at Oli before giving your forearm a squeeze and walking back towards his car. You sigh as you watch him drive away, knowing you’ll be counting down the days until next weekend.

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lupaeusarc · 4 months

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𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛 𝘍𝘌𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘗𝘖𝘚𝘐𝘛𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘛𝘠 𝘝𝘐𝘉𝘌𝘚 𝘐𝘋𝘒

i saw some people doing these end of year posts and i'm in a sappy mood so happy holidays and here's some people i adore !!

@stanfordprepped JARED my bestie my love the light of my life you're genuinely one of my best friends and an absolute day one ride or die i can't even describe how much samemma and cassdell mean to me and our other ships are top tier as well i'm so glad i met you and i'll get to updating cassie's aesthetic and bringing some cassdell to the dash right after this 🤍

@carp3diems ceejay . bestie . partner in crime . sounding board for every chaotic thought that goes through my mind . i adore you and our plots and threads and the way i can just hop into your dms like " hey can i traumatize our muses rq " and you're always down lmao you're so talented and i'm just very thankful for you and for colbemma and for all of our chaos

@multi-royalty maddieeeeeee i love you so much my big little sissy 🥹 the only person i'll write em in the tvdu for and the reason i'm still writing at all i owe so much to you and i appreciate that even if we don't talk constantly you know i think you're the bees knees and you make the rpc a better place you absolute ball of sunshine

@stilesstylelinski trick you fuckin goblin i don't know what i would do without our bullshit or your unconditional emotional support you and i have both had a pretty shit year and i'm just really glad we could lift each other up even a little bit throughout all of it . stemma owns my soul and i'm still just in awe of your portrayal okay you basically pull the boy off the screen

@boundforhale MOM mom i love you mom i'm so grateful for you and for the gremlin chat and for all the support and love you give . you're so talented and kind and you need to be NICER to yourself for taking your time with replies i would be happy with a reply a year okay plus derek is a stubborn asshole it wouldn't make sense if he woke up all the time lol when he does he comes out swinging though you knock it out of the park every time

@ruinedmyself twin 🤍 i think you're so neat okay the way your brain works is so fascinating and the love you put into your muses is like palpable you're so cool and so talented and brooklyn and sam are so fucking funny i can't watch the basement yard anymore without thinking of them . i'll make more edits of them soon the accuracy is just so unreal lol

@inkedmuses VVVVVV listen i have such brainrot for john b and emma right now they make me so happy all of our ships are so cute and interesting and i love them so much you have some of the coolest plot ideas ever it's so chaotic and so fun to just yell ideas at each other and bring them to life

@guiltye LILLY i mean i just could yell forever and i will i WILL yell forever i can't even believe how intricate and deep and unique all of our plots are i'm constantly in awe of your mind every time i get a meme or reply from you i'm starstruck i love you and i love yelling about noah with you and i just think you're so fucking cool and so creative and talented and interesting and strong as all hell and you just never fail to make me smile *mandolin playing* you got all my love 🤍

@n0prom1ses lumiiii listen i love these idiot sisters so much already and i think all of our ships and dynamics are so neat 🥹 i'm sad we lost so much time especially knowing why but i'm so glad nature is healing and that sonny is once again dragging asher by the balls bc frankly it's what he goddamn deserves

i could literally go on for hours but i do want to get some things done lmao so here's some more people that my note to is this : i adore y'all and i hope you have the best holidays / new year and that 2024 brings you everything you hope for 🤍

@svnflowehrs , @escapedfromthevoiid , @hellgiven , @qapsiel , @westwingsolo , @r4chelamber , @ofcrxwns , @ofblackskies , @neverrcry , @gunchamber , @controlledvolatility , @sarcasticsnackpack , @localsalt , @fuckmeupindie , @hstoryhuh , @mecwmellc , @surgcns , @unitcd , @unbearablyindifferent

#{ if i missed you i'm sorry and i hope you have the best holidays as well !! }#୧ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ so when my thoughts take off may i breathe deep ⌗ ooc .#୧ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ you’ll always be a flower on my skin and the pain that i am in ⌗ mentions .

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ripplestitchskein · 1 month

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Brace yourselves Stolitz fans, I think it’s gonna get bumpy. We kind of already knew that but I think it might go longer than we hoped?

So last night I shared my Stolitz pic with my DnD group, I’m doing art for their characters and we have an art space in our game discord and a few of them watch Hazbin and HB. An IRL friend who is also an HB fan asked about the OC in the pic and I shared it was based on the rumor that Stolas is getting a new boyfriend, they could be a parrot potentially voiced by Harvey Guillen but that this was not confirmed or anything. He said “HMMMM that jives with what her assistant told us.”

I’m like “What! Tell me. “

I guess while waiting in line for her to sign for the person in front of them at Mega they were chatting with an assistant and said they loved Look My Way and were interested in where the Stolas and Blitzø story was going. The assistant said they had seen the rest of Season 2 and “You may not love the way it goes if you like the coupling”.

I spiraled immediately, like full on upset. Bitch I cried. I’ve spent hours analyzing this cartoon and that broke me a bit. I’m not necessarily concerned with my ships being “endgame”, I’ve shipped lots of couples that rarely interact just for interesting dynamics. Or couples where one half is literally dead in canon, where they are mortal enemies and not in an enemies to lovers way etc. It just seemed so final and is contradictory to everything the show has setup so far and what I’ve been enjoying about the show and it really fucked me up if I’m honest. I also have a really bad brain though and I know this. I’m not equipped to rationally think about it.

I hesitated to even share what was said because I dislike bumming anyone out but as a speculation and spoiler goblin I’d also like people to share with me so I can prepare myself?

Ive had some time to sit and process and cope a bit “is that information really that different than what we have already?” And the short answer is no, not really. It’s also like their job to tease fans. It was also one sentence I didn’t even actually hear with my own ears lol. My brain just did what it does and took it to the worst place. I took it as “they are killing it completely” and are about to destroy the only reason I enjoy this show so much. Which maaaaay have been an over reaction but I can’t like, help that.

I just honestly cannot fathom how they could so sharply pivot at this point and have it make sense? I can’t fathom why they even would. I don’t even know what role Stolas could possibly have in that scenario. I think that was what upset me the most, Stolas is my favorite and his entire character within the world of the show is completely dependent on his ties to Blitzø to be part of the narrative because he has no ties to IMP outside of it. The idea of him being shelved, even temporarily, is upsetting to me. The show so far is not setup to view characters lives outside of Blitzø and IMP so I can’t see them having Stolas go off and do his own thing without removing him from the narrative completely.

I’m just sad about it and I think I’m putting too much thought into it. Maybe they just meant what we’ve thought all along and that we wouldn’t be happy because of the boyfriend character, and as I’ve said before the split up absolutely has to happen for them to reconcile and come back together. It is actually a good thing story wise for that to happen but the phrasing (though second hand) just depressed the fuck out of me so I wanted to vent a bit and maybe get some outside perspective from people who’s brains work better than mine. It’s possible this is a situation where i know a thing “Stolas is getting a new boyfriend” because I am terminally online and gobble up every like react and ambiguous emoji and assign meaning to it, and the assistant was just talking about that same information assuming my friend didn’t know that (he didn’t) but because I already knew it I’m assigning new meaning to it as if it’s additional different information. That’s a distinct possibility.

Even if it’s the worst case scenario, I’m not a hate watcher, if I don’t like the direction something is going I bitch a bit in mourning and then remove myself completely. So I’ll see how it plays out and see if it makes sense narratively. Maybe I’ll love the direction, who knows. If it what’s we originally speculated based on the narrative setup so far, the boyfriend character is a catalyst to help Blitzø reconcile his feelings and to let Stolas do his own healing and character development but it all that leads to the completion of the story they’ve been telling up to this point that’s perfect. If it leads to less Stolas and a completely different direction than what we’ve spent 1.5 seasons on so far, I don’t know how I would feel about that. I want it clear though I wouldn’t be mad at the creators, it’s their story they can do what they want, and I’m sure others will enjoy whatever they offer up but I personally would just quietly move on to something else.

I’m interested in how others view the response. Just a tease about the boyfriend, and thinking we’ll be unhappy because of that but ultimately it’s going how its been setup? Or should I break out my violin and start up “Nearer, my God, to thee”. I just really need some better brains to give me some perspective,

#helluva boss spoilers #Stolitz #Stolitz spoilers #this was more to share an additional piece of evidence #but also to work through my feelings about it #if you have a perspective I’d love to hear it

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catt-nuevenor · 8 months

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How's BG3 been going? I wanted to see your option on the companions and story (if you've completed it yet lol). I have like 200+ hours in it so far and it's deff one of my new all time favs haha. Have you done a dark urge playthrough yet? I just finished mine it and it's really good—especially in the feels department. Anyways, I just wanted to ask one of my favorite writers opinions about my new favorite game! ❤️

Oh darling, beware the rabbit holes you stumble into. I could talk about Baldur's Gate for days upon days and still not be anywhere close to done.

Spoilers big and small, visual and text, for Baldur's Gate 3 and all previous games in the series. I have few opportunities to talk about the game so we're going all in here. You have been warned.

I've completed one playthrough and am act 2 deep into my second. First playthrough came out at 124 hours, trying to be relatively thorough, and I'd been an early access player so I always storm my way through act 1.

As for choices/options, let's do a quick rundown:

Umrae, Seldarine Drow, Monk of the Four Elements, Neutral Good

Saved the Tieflings in the grove

'Killed' Ethel

Zero interaction with the Zents

Killed a large portion of the Goblin camp

Destroyed the creepy book

Hung around far too long in the Underdark

Less so in the mountains

Did not complete Lae'zel's quest for Act 1 (I know, I know, I amended this playthrough 2)

Best friendship:

Romanced:

Least friendly companion... honestly a toss up early game between Astarion and Lae'zel. Long term definitely Lae'zel.

Dream visitor looked like this:

Main crew for acts 1 and 2:

Main crew for act 3:

First screenshot I figured out I could cut out the UI by pressing F10:

Quick run-through of other but not all important events:

Aylin and Isobel are my best girls, and nobody hurts my best girls.

Trusted Dream visitor about as far as I could throw them, and made that very clear at the end.

The underdark has a bunch of new residents and I feel like Umrae has some explaining to do when she gets home.

Nobody hurts Karlach and gets away with their skulls intact.

The hells have a new two person devil kicking team and a nice house to return to.

There's going to be a new bard's school in Baldur's Gate once someone cleans up the mess.

Shadowheart is going to have a house in the countryside with animals, flowers, a partner.

Lae'zel 'ascended'...

Gale is getting swimming and diving lessons.

And a quick smattering of my other favourite moments/screenshots from playthrough 1:

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And this post is officially long enough. Let me know if you would like a similar one for playthrough 2, or more pics from 1.

As for Dark urge, I've tentatively done the set-up for that playthrough, and I think that will be playthrough 3. My character for that looks like this:

I really like how that shot came out...

Thank you so much for the excuse to share the pretty pictures and talk about the game.

P.S. And I just realised how I didn't really talk about the writing or characters in any of that... I'll do a second post that'll go more into the craft. Sorry, got carried away.

#asks #baldur's gate 3 #non story content #bg3 screenshots #bg3 #bg3 spoilers

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mysteriawrites · 7 months

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Hi! I was wondering if I could get a matchup please?

I'm an Aries, infp,9w8, which is an odd combination I think lol. I'm pretty short only 5'1, I get told I have a pretty athletic build like a volleyball player, but I play zero sports. I tend to get insecure of my looks cause I don't look my age at all, people always think I'm like four or so years younger than I actually am. I like dyeing my hair colors like hot pink, and lavender. I'm pretty introverted on the surface as I'm like hella scared of rejection, but once I get to know someone I'm very chatty and bubbly, I love reading, writing and listening to music (late 90s early 2000s pop rock/indie mostly). I'm the therapist friend but also the goblin friend. My love language is physical touch and words of affirmation, both giving and receiving, though with physical affection it tends to be a lot more of poking and playfully punching others (if they are fine with it ofc). I'm very sensitive, like painfully so, I get told a lot that I'm a "bleeding heart" and I tend to cry when people raise their voices at me which is very annoying.

Thank you! I hope you have a good day/night :)

Hello hello thank you for the request. DRUMROLL PLEASE!!!

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HEX HAYWIRE!!!

You and Hex go pretty well together. You both seem quiet at first but are actually hiding a rather chaotic side and can even be slightly insecure. I think that because you two understand what the other is going through, it makes it easier to express your love and bring each other up.

You and Hex met when you were enrolled in Xsoleil. You had the power of healing and immortality which many would kill for, but no one was aware of how much of a curse it actually was.

You had lived for a very, very, very long time. You made friends and lost them to time, found love and lost love, you saw the world build and destroy for centuries without much you could do about it.

All the memories and feelings good and bad began to pile up in your head and darkened your heart. To the point where you thought it would be better to wonder the earth alone from now on.

Until you arrived at the institute that is. How you ended up there no one is entirely sure (author chan couldn’t come up with any ideas), but they decided it would be best if you had some counseling.

And that was how you met Hex Haywire. At first it started as a typical councilor and client type deal. You were forced by the school to come in once a week and talk to him and he would sit and listen intently.

Over time you would open up to him more and more as you slowly let down the walls you had been building for centuries.

One day after hours you had forgotten something in a classroom that you needed for your homework, so you went to go get it. As you went down the hall you passed by Hex’s office and heard sobbing.

You knew it was after hours, so he probably wasn’t with another student. You became worried that maybe he was hurt or in danger, so you knocked on his door. The door opened to reveal a very disheveled Hex who greeted you with a smile.

Now Hex has learned to become very good at hiding his emotions in order to be strong for others, but you somehow could feel that something was not right with him. So, you invited him to have tea and talk with you.

Ever since then you two became each other's support. He would help you whenever you two had counseling sessions, and you would help him take a load off after hours with midnight tea and chatting.

It took him awhile to open up to you for he didn't want to burden you, but eventually he learned to rely on you as well. Things were peaceful for a while. Until they weren't.

One day you walked into Hex's office to a very serious looking Hex. You asked him what was wrong, and after a moment of silence he told you that he could no longer be your counselor and that you guys should probably stop hanging out together too.

You asked him why and he was reluctant to answer. You felt betrayed and hurt. You had finally been brave enough to get your walls down with someone, and they don't want to be friends anymore.

You demanded to know why, and it became a heated argument. When the tension reached its peak, Hex revealed that the reason he couldn't keep seeing you anymore is because he had fallen in love with you.

It was unprofessional and a conflict of interest for a counselor to have romantic feelings for his client. However, his feelings for you grew, and it ate him up inside to be able to be with you so he figured it would better to stop seeing each other all together.

As he confessed his feelings, you began to feel guilty for pushing him but also a different feeling. You realized that you as well could not bear the thought of losing Hex. You too were in love with him.

After a long and emotional talk, you and Hex confessed your feelings. You decided to take things slow for now, but sure enough you two became a very serious couple.

You two would mainly spend your days cuddling and watching a movie, listening to music together, or showering each other with compliments. You two can also be a bit teasing sometimes (he especially likes to tease you about the height difference between you two), but you guys know not to take it too far.

You are each other's support system and wouldn't have it any other way.

RUNNERS UP: Ike Eveland

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sugoiney-weaver · 5 months

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I finally finished my first playthrough of BG3 last night, and it's maybe the worst/most depressing playthrough possible. I went into the game mostly blind, and tried not to savescum any major decisions or events. Spoilers below the cut

I accidentally killed the Owlbear mama. Without Speak with Animals, I got the gist that she wanted me to leave and not come back. I found a potion of animal speaking, and she was serious about the not coming back part.

I did not free the owlbear cub from the goblin camp, but it showed up at my camp later. It was only there for a few days before I accidentally made its hurt paw worse and it ran away, never came back

I didn't know Minthara would be a companion until after I killed her

I completely missed Halsin until after I killed all the goblins and saved the tieflings

I misunderstood/misclicked the levers at the windmill and sent Barcus flying

At Waukeen's Rest, I saved the guy upstairs, not realizing there was anyone else to save. I then went and found the Zhentarim hideout and didn't come back for a while. The other person (people?) died. Could I have saved the Duke there? IDK.

I saved Baelen by yeeting a healing potion at him, but he triggered the Bibberbang field so I didn't get the Noblestalk

I didn't realize that the world moves on and events resolve themselves without you, so Nere died behind the cave-in. I was trying that fight over and over, kept dying, so I went and explored the rest of the area and came back after a couple long rests. I had been drinking so I was very confused. I KNOW I didn't kill EVERYONE here, but where the fuck are they?

I explored the Grymforge but didn't actually use it. I thought for sure that I would find something that would explain how to use it, but I didn't. I refused to look up walkthroughs so I missed a lot of content because I didn't immediately understand what I was doing

When I first got to Last Light Inn, I missed Dammon. I failed to rescue Isobel and reloaded when I saw Zombie!Dammon. I then went and talked to Dammon to fix Karlach's heart, tried again to save Isobel, failed, and killed ALL the Tieflings and Harpers

Jaheira died on the front steps of Moonrise Towers. Because she wasn't actually in my party, I couldn't revive her.

I remember seeing some stairs that probably led to where the rest of the Tieflings were being kept, but I forgot to check it out before I moved on. I assume they're still there.

I decided not to give a fuck about Halsin's quest, so he was very sad that I did not lift the Shadow Curse

When I found Mizora at Moonrise Towers, I correctly translated the button that said "Unleash" and assumed it meant "unleash the Illithid." I failed to translate the one that apparently says "annihilate," so I pushed that one. Mizora and Wyll went WOOSH and Karlach was pissed

I didn't know that Isobel was saveable so I killed her.

Gale got kidnapped by Orin in Act 3, before I had a chance to take him to Sorcerous Sundries

Because I didn't need him (I was already a wizard) I took my sweet time rescuing him. I think I accidentally killed him on the altar with a Fireball. He wasn't technically in my party so Spell Sculpting didn't help?

I completely skipped Cazador's Palace for the sake of finishing the game. I hadn't taken Astarion out of camp since act 1 so he was only level 4 the whole time lol.

At the end, I turned Karlach into a Mind Flayer, released Orpheus, fought the Emperor.

I crit failed my attempt to convince Laezel to stay with us

That's pretty much it lol. I also abandoned so many quests that I probably could have gotten an extra 60 hours out of this playthrough. I ended at 129 hours though!

#bg3 #baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3

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insomniac-astronomer · 2 years

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America Chavez x Reader: Signature Jacket

Hi loves! I'm on an America kick rn. I dressed up as her for my 2nd Halloween costume lol (my first was Harley Quinn).

Description: Reader is jealous of everybody's personalized statement jackets.

Gender: neutral! No pronouns used!

WARNINGS: being a lil anxious

This is a young avengers fic.

*not my gif*

You are sitting with all the avengers at dinner. Everyone is enjoying their Mac and cheese, but something is on your mind.

"America, where'd you get your jean jacket?" You suddenly ask.

Everyone looks at you sort of confused.

"Uh, I found the jacket in some universe and thrifted it." She says.

"Kamala, where'd you get yours?"

Kamala shrugs. "I dunno. Found the jacket and embroidered the patches on."

You sigh.

"Why do you ask?" Kamala almost sarcastically asks, knowing you'll tell them what you want anyway.

"Cause I want a signature jacket but I don't have any sewing or clothing abilities." You frown.

"Mine was mostly how it came." Yelena says.

You glare at her. "Nu-uh. You added more pockets."

"That is true," she concludes as she adds more hot sauce (A/N: I literally CANNOT remember what she actually added for the life of me and I can't find the episode script anywhere, if someone could pls lmk that would be great).

"I can't just buy something, then it wouldn't be cool and authentic like all of yours." You pout.

💫

A few weeks later, you are lying in your bed watching something on the TV that you honestly couldn't care less about. It is 1am, you're tired but you can't sleep and you're so unexplainably lonely for no reason.

Suddenly, there's a knock on your door, literally making you jump so hard you drop the sleeve of crackers sitting next to you onto the floor.

"Shit," you whisper as you stand up, careful to avoid making the crackers a bigger mess. "Who the hell is knocking on my door at this god-forsaken hour of the morning."

By this time, the sleep deprivation has set in so you sound like a founding father turned into a goblin.

You open the door to see America standing there. Your heart immediately skips a beat. Your hair is a mess, there's crackers on the floor, and you've turned into your nightly maniac doppleganger and now your crush decides to come knocking?! Now she wants to talk?! Not all the times you deliberately dressed up when you knew she was coming over and put on makeup and brushed your teeth!

Of course. No, this makes perfect sense.

"Hi?" You try to bring your crazy voice down a few notches.

"Hi, um," she shifts. "I wanted to bring you this."

She pulls from behind her back a jean jacket hoodie (whatever those things are actually called). It has little hearts stained onto the sleeves and a few of the buttons have little smiley faces on them and embroidered to the front is your superhero logo.

You blink for a moment. America shifts again nervously.

"You uh-" she clears her throat. "You said you wanted a jacket and so I just, um, found this one and added some stuff but if you don't like it that's okay. This was stupid, I shouldn't of-"

"No," you cut her off, taking the jacket out of her hands. "I love it." You beam.

"Really?" She looks so relieved. Why is she this stressed over talking to you?

"Yes! It's so cool!" You squeal. Before you know what you're doing, your muscles move and you pull America into a hug.

You blush when you realize what you've done. But only a second later, her arms wrap around you. A little smile grows on your face.

"This is the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me." You practically whisper. Why are you whispering? You pull out of the hug. "Thank you so much. I-"

The words die on your tongue as you see America's eyes flick down to your lips for just a second. You can feel yourself leaning closer to her and you think she's leaning too. Then, you lips connect ever so gently and sweetly.

"Ten bucks!" Kamala's voice scares both of you, causing you to bump foreheads. America's eyes immediately widen as she touches your forehead to make sure you're okay.

Your heart doesn't know what to do.

"Да пошла ты, сука. Don't be so cocky." Yelena yells back. "You only won by two days!"

"Haha," Kamala taunts. "You wish you won by two days."

"You bet on us?" You finally lay eyes on Kalama who was not even trying to hide.

"Well, yeah. Not like you wouldn't do the same if you were us."

"I'm moving out tonight." You declare, grabbing America's wrist and gently guiding her inside your door before slamming it shut.

You both burst into little giggles. You love this family.

Thx for reading, don't steal!

Hey, saw you requested to be tagged in America fics, lmk if you want to be removed @fl0r3ncewifey

Buy me a coffee?

#america chavez x reader #america chavez x y/n #marvel x reader #marvel x y/n #avengers x reader #avengers x you #avengers x y/n #fanfictions #marvel fanfiction #young avengers x reader

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regurgitatedskeleton · 4 months

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Day 2 of Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

- okay so I’m on a cliff. Instead of jumping I’m gonna just teleport to one of the other places

- oops that was the place with all the turrets guess I’ll run for my life then

- grabbed a frog. Poor guys gonna get eaten alive

- ran into more mobs. Blue one one-shotted me. Rude.

- came back, threw a bomb and blew up the weaker ones

- threw another bomb and blew myself up but it’s okay I’m still alive. And I have food

- blew up a bomb and missed. Got hit again but still have a bit of health

-blew him up *again* and he’s getting kinda low

- guy is back to full health? That’s not fair only I’m allowed to do that

- shot all my ice arrows and missed

- shot all my fire arrows and hit him

- managed to kill him by running away and dropping the square bombs on him. I feel more accomplished than when I didn’t drown in mud

- loot was more fire arrows I approve

- shot another pig thing but it jumped off a cliff

- :(

- blew myself up again, still haven’t figured out the range on those bombs

- climbed a tree and stole some eggs

- found a rock golem but managed to do no damage. In a rare display of self preservation I decided to run away and not spend the next half hour trying to kill it

- found another skull cave but it’s empty feels like a trap

- nah it’s all good??

- climbed the mountain in search of the other dungeon

- it was cold tho

- the old man said he’d give me his warm doublet. Idk what a doublet is but he said warm so imma go get that. His thing says seafood near the tower so I’m gonna try fish

- fish worked, I guess doublet is a fancy name for a jumper

- climbed back up the mountain

- saw a raft, maybe I can take it across

- cut some trees in order to make my way over because the bridge was broken

- got over to the dock but fell in the water anyway

- survived and got there in one piece

- raft is gone

- waited for a while no raft

- went back across and tried to light a fire, still unsuccessful the flint didn’t work neither did the bomb

- raft is back

- got on the raft

- now I am on the raft but it is not moving

- stood around a bit and now it’s moving, hopefully it doesn’t take me off a waterfall

- apparently there was a bridge there the whole time but okay this works too

- some goblins threw some rocks at me and I threw some bombs back. We had a good time

- sweet I’m Elsa now

- shrine was pretty easy

- this guy knows my (Link’s) name he knows who I am

- tried to get the chest in the middle of the lake. Was less easy but we got there, only died twice

- he said to draw lines on the map but imma just guess it’s the place with the statue

- yay more heart

- yeah I was right

- also right about him knowing stuff, guess he’s a king now lol

- welp time to go save a princess I guess

- I mean he says that i have to hurry but I’ll probably get diverted more than a few times along the way

- wind shrine was pretty easy tbh

- smart guy guarding the thing but also silly because it would kill him easily. Not much winning there

- old guy said to go between the mountains but around looks quicker

- found another tower that’s nice

- Link climbs very slowly

- died again, if only someone (possibly like 3 separate NPCs perhaps) had warned me about the sentinels. This is what I get for trying a shortcut

- back at the tower? I guess I’ll go between the mountains then, road is hopefully safer

- found another shrine but it had spikes everywhere. I just left it

- girl is nice for giving me a pot

- Blood Moon had risen. I wonder if you can just not talk to that guy?

- horses, that’s nice I will try to get one

- I failed to get the horse

- succeeded at killing a goat tho

- everyone is giving me directions to the wrong village lol

- plant guy wants his maracas

- go to the mobs

- oh god there’s three blue ones

- some NPC showed up mid fight, poor guy looks traumatised

- my method of dropping bombs and running away has yet to fail me, we got the maracas

- Bugus gave me food for “saving him” but I’m not about (or able) to correct him

- an extra inventory slot for some maracas and that seed the flower said to give to someone (can’t remember who lol, hope it wasn’t too important)? Sure I’ll take it

- okay now I gotta go lol, fun game tho

#loz link #loz breath of the wild #loz botw #zelda breath of the wild #breath of the wild #first time playing #this game is fun #spent a good 10 minutes killing one blue goblin #still better than not drowning in mud tho #now I know to just blow them up that’s nice

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silent-silver-slip · 1 year

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Fires please please please write Charlie Weasley + his dragon tamer friends going to pick up Norbert through the lens of them as an exhausted, over-caffeinated grad school cohort trying to avoid working on their dragon tamer's equivalent of a thesis.

Knits, I love you and I ADORED This prompt and it went in a direction i did not expect, but I did enjoy writing some fun OCs. My apologies for any mistakes - I had work until 2am, am going off 5 hours of sleep, and it's almost bed time.

Needless to say, I'm a little tired lol. Story is below the line along with some fun little notes I made along the way!

Charlie feels like no one warmed him that studying dragons involved reports.

Which, look, sure it probably could have been explained in the whole ‘studying’ thing, and it’s not like Charlie minds reading or writing about dragons. He can do physical reports and description reports and health reports (and even incident reports)—but! He didn’t sign up for writing a Merlin damn thesis.

Except for, y’know, how he kind of did.

“Does anyone want to swap thesis topics?” Taylor asks, from where they’re on their bed—though, perhaps, it would be more accurate to say that they’re hanging off their bed, hair touching the ground. “I don’t think I understand anything about the keratin growth and how the production changes from an adult dragon to a hatchling dragon. I didn’t sign up to learn chemistry!”

Jessie kicks zir legs out. “I’ll trade,” ze says. “Do you know how little research exists on how sunlight effects the properties of dragon scales while the dragons themselves are still alive? The answer, in case you were wondering, is very little!”

“Would our supervisors kill us if we swapped topics a week before our three-minute presentations?” Charlie muses.

“Yes,” is the resounding answer he receives from the two other parties in the room. Charlie accepts this with a groan, and rolls over so that he’s face-first in the carpet. If he’s lucky, he might suffocate and die and not have to present his thesis at all.

One can always have hope.

There’s a moment of silence before Sunny says, “I suppose it’s a good time to mention I’m back?”

Charlie rolls over, and makes grabby hands at one of the mugs that Sunny has levitating beside her. “I love you,” he says. “What would I do without you?”

“That would be almost romantic if I didn’t know you were talking to your coffee,” Sunny says, “and also maybe if I was straight. Anyway, I caught the ends of the conversation—and I think our problems can all be blamed on one source.”

“Oh?” Taylor—no longer upside-down—says, before taking a long slurp of their coffee. Charlie pulls a face at the sound. At least he remembers his manners, for the most part.

Sunny hums as she hands Jessie zir drink. “Indeed. It’s Charlie’s fault.”

Charlie splutters, coughs, and almost dies by coffee. “I’m sorry, how?”

“Well,” Sunny says, as she begins to levitate herself, legs crossed, “consider our thesis topics themselves—do you know how often it is that there’s a focus on dragon health and safety to a standard above and beyond the Ministry standards? It’s not that often at all, you know.” The carpet rises until Sunny is sitting on it, and Charlie doesn’t know whether to frown at it—it never works for him—or at Sunny for her slander.

“She’s got a point,” Jessie says. Ze taps zir fingers against zir mug. “I mean, the sanctuary is a sanctuary, but usually research tends to be a little less ethical.”

By now, Charlie is well and truly frowning. “Just say cruel,” he says, anger growling in his chest like a dragon. “I mean, we’ve heard the rumours about how the goblins treat their dragons! But if I want to launch a rescue, it’s wrong and going to start a goblin war. I’m sure they wouldn’t notice if I figured out a way to create a spell that did the same thing without the whole sentient problem.”

“You,” Taylor says, with all the dramatics an over-caffeinated thesis student can contain, “are going to be trying to create this spell for years.”

Charlie sniffs. “That’s better than your first opinion of it taking decades,” he says, like he isn’t aware of the fact it will, likely, take decades. “Anyway, I fail to see how my caring for dragons wellbeing has anything to do with the struggles we face with our thesis?”

“I mean, it makes sense,” Taylor says. “The lack of research we run into is partially a result of our methods, really. I only look at shed scales, as does Jessie. You’re just insane, and Sunny is trying to start a new branch of research all on their own based on records from the dragon riders’ action in the war.”

“Well, when you put it that way,” Charlie says, and they all laugh at that.

Silence falls over the group as they let the warmth—and caffeine—of their drinks sink into their bloodstreams. Charlie glances at the letter off to the side, which he’d been using as a bookmark in a four-hundred-page book on how dragons have motivated spell development.

Pressing his lips together, Charlie considers it, and then surveys his friends and fellow students. Technically, they’re not formally recognised as students as they work on the sanctuary and get paid for it, but the research they do is a requirement to be recognised as having the academic requirements to work with dragons and, considering their workload on the sanctuary, Charlie bets that they’ll all get the title dragon tamer/worker or something too.

“You staring at the note like it hurt you personally for a reason, Char?”

Jessie’s voice has Charlie blinking and shaking his head. He really did drift away in his thoughts for a second. “I was wondering whether we would all like a break,” he says, “complete with a dragon hatchling and some adrenaline and maybe some minor illegal activities. Y’know, just for some fun.”

“Count me in,” Taylor says, with approximately zero hesitation—and it’s times like this that Taylor’s criminal record makes sense.

Somewhat more reasonable, Jessie says, “Can I ask for a bit more information?”

Charlie tosses the note in zir direction, only for the note to drift aimlessly down to the ground because—unsurprisingly—paper isn’t that good to throw when it’s not crumbled up into a ball. Pulling a face at it, Charlie says, “Well, one of my old teachers might have gotten a dragon illegally, and it might be a very dangerous breed, and he’s maybe keeping it in a wooden hut. Not fireproof, mind you. My youngest brother—Ron—found out and he and his friends think it would be best if the dragon was no longer where the dragon currently is.”

Jessie blinks once at his explanation, and then says, “Yeah, sure I’m in. Sunny?”

“Hm?” Sunny looks up at the call of her name. “Oh, I’m down. Sorry, didn’t think I needed to verbalise it. Tomorrow night, then?”

“Sure,” Charlie says with a shrug, rather nonplussed at how quickly it’s all coming together. His friends, after all, are insanely intelligent for all that they grumble over their thesis topics and research and the number of hours they spend on crying as opposed to actual writing.

So, really, there’s nothing else Charlie can say except, “I’ll bring the coffee.”

Additional notes:

Love how this kinda became crack

Sunny is trans (amab) and goes by Sunil, technically, but prefers Sunny by all

All of them are queer to varying degrees, which is just on point

Please don't ask me how any of the thesis work or how the whole academic requirements work because I will either not remember any thoughts I had while writing this or I will go off on a tangent (this is a joke, feel free to ask)

Yes I am scared of the fact I have to write a thesis for my degree, next question

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed! I will likely upload this to AO3 when I locate a brain cell to edit and I'm not yawning so much lol.

#ask #wip #harry potter

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kirnet · 7 months

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HIIIIII HIIIIIIIII I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS ABOUT MY BELOVED WONDERFUL AMAZING EPIPHANY FROM YOUR BRAIN!!!!!!

Gen: 2 3 7 11, Story specific : 2 (eyes emoji) 3 8 11 (!), Romance: 7

HIIII BESTIE HIIII (this got very long lol)

Do the other companions have special comments or reactions upon recruiting your Tav?

Astarion: We only have room for one self-obsessed Baldurian in this camp, and I was here first.

Shadowheart: Keeping Epiphany around will make healing much, much easier.

Wyll: Don't you think Epiphany looks familiar? I swear I have seen her face before...

Karlach: Little blueberry's got spunk! Never seen a wizard take a hit like that before.

Lae'zel: She may be talented in the arcane, but if she asks me to carry her pack again, we leave her for the ghaik.

Gale: Good taste, my friend, to bring another wizard along! Though, some of her spellcasting seems a bit amateur... Ah! But we all have some relearning to do after the tadpole.

and if you talk to Piff right after: If Waterdeep wants to compare tomes, by all means. I know mine is bigger.

Does your Tav have any comments or advice when you recruit other companions?

She totally drools over Karlach with Shadowheart lol. She also is a little cagey when recruiting Wyll and warns the player to keep an eye on him. She's never met him, but her siblings and family all have on a few occasions, and all she knows is the rumors surrounding his disappearance from Baldur's Gate.

She also immediately hates Astarion. Starts grilling him about his past first thing.

Do they have their own personal quest that spans the course of the game? Can it take different branching paths depending on the choices the Player Character makes?

Her quest would overlap with Raphael! I'm not sure exactly how it would branch... I think it would be kind of similar to Gale's where there's the pursuit of power? You could either walk her own path, kill Raphael, and have her be more of a wizened adventurer, OR you can push her to sell her soul to Raph and get an insane power up in battle, thus repeating the same path that her grandmother took.

Are there any moments in the game that trigger unique dialogue for your character? (Like Gale’s anecdote about the barfight after you save the goblin prisoner)

hrmm... If you take her at any points when Raphael shows up she'd for sure have unique exchanges with him. Same with taking her to Devil's Fee. She'd probably throw out bits and pieces in the tiefling camp and Baldur's Gate, but I can't think of any specific moments. Most of them center around her adventures or with her noble past.

How do they advise the player character on Raphael?

At the beginning: Dancing with a devil is a good way for your toes to get smashed and your soul ripped from your chest. Listen to Raphael, absorb everything he says, and sniff out his weaknesses. Play along, for now, but don't trust a damn thing he says.

Post Act 2: The only thing greater than Raphael's power is his ego. Making deals with Astarion, tempting Mol... I hope you have been paying attention, my friend, because I intend to make him pay.

Act 3 Sharess Caress, if you encourage her to gain more power: Perhaps... Perhaps it is worth it. How much is a soul, anyway? (laughs harshly) A collection of hours, of memories? The world is ending, dear friend, and I have no use for soul without the city it belongs to.

Act 3 Sharess Caress, if you encourage her to keep her soul: Ha! Dear Grandfather thinks us mice? Then we will burrow like one. The Orphic Hammer is your decision, but I intend to enter the hells and burn that over-decorated monstrosity to the ground.

How do they react to Astarion biting the Player Character?

Disgust. Full disgust. She gives you a judgey look every morning that he feeds. Eventually she asks for a blood sample to see if there's any effect of consistent vampire feeding.

Do they have comments on who the Player Character chooses to spend the night with?

Astarion: (sigh) Of course you did.

Shadowheart: You and Shadowheart, heh? Treat her right, not that she'll need my help if you don't.

Wyll: I saw you speaking with Wyll last night. Looking to become the next Lord/Lady Ravengard, are we?

Karlach: You can't touch her? No matter, there are ways around that. Mage hand is only a cantrip!

Lae'zel: You are braver than me, my friend. Now, lead on! I enjoy watching you limp.

Gale: So, how was his tome?

Epiphany: How was last night, love? Still feeling sparks? (She laughs, and then cuts it off, her face replaced with a look of dawning horror). Dear gods, did I just giggle? Ugh. Go away. I don't want to talk to you.

Minthara: As morally bankrupt as you might be, I can't fault you for that decision.

What do they say if the PC tries to force them to go up on stage with Dribbles the Clown?

Haha! (waving with a large gorgeous smile) Have you heard of the Diamond Shield of Baldur's Gate? Pray she doesn't hear of you after this.

(That's her grandmother's common title, as she invented the globe of invulnerability spell and is a hot shot noble in the city. A very threatening woman with a threatening reputation)

What questions can Zethino ask the PC about Tav in the Love Test?

'We strive to do our utmost - to prove ourselves worthy. Tell me - of what is Epiphany most proud?' 1. Her family 2. Her intellect (correct!) 3. Her compassion

'Fear sits in the soul of all - to tame it, we must name it. Epiphany - what is her greatest fear?' 1. Facing Raphael 2. Failing to protect Baldur's Gate 3. Proving that her family's instinct to hide her was the correct one. (correct!)

A decade from now, what will she be doing? What will be her legacy? 1. The most respected wizard in all the planes, the Shield of Baldur's Gate. (correct!) 2. The esteemed Lady Hawkmour, beloved by her city. (correct!) 3. Raphael's cunning grandaughter.

#sorryyyy this is so long omg #epiphany #ask #asexualastarion

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Dumb Ways to Die... BG3 edition! PART: 1

Long post EXTREMELY LONG POST...okay maybe, probably not that long?? DEFINITELY LONG and Possible spoilers?!? I'm not sure read at your own peril! IT'S TOTALLY WORTH IT THOUGH🤣

I've been playing BG3 for a collective of well over 250 hours now. I CAN'T express how much I absolutely LOVE this game! I adore my OG character she is perfect (as Astarion loves to tell me)! I will ALWAYS choose ASTARION to romance and too fall in love with repeatedly! ⬇️⬇️❤️❤️⬇️⬇️

That has not changed in the other 2 characters I have made so far alongside my OG campaign. I have save scummed SO hard. (Listen...I want to watch THOSE scenes with my OG character over and over again whenever I want lmao😂 I also love watching the wholesome fluff scenes too) ❤️That being said this is not that kind of post.. this post is my, lets call it....DUMB WAYS TO DIE .....To the story.....

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THE STORY: The Goblin Horde

I would like to stress the importance of what I'm going to say next!

☠️☠️ALWAYS GROUP YOUR PARTY MEMBERS!!!!☠️☠️

So there I was playing on an ALT campaign that I made because I wanted to see what Dark Urge was all about. (I should clarify that I have NOT finished the story yet...no, not even on my OG campaign, im enjoying the game at my own pace and I have a lot of IRL responsibilities too.) So.. there I was, Astarion is madly in love with me ❤️ I just saved Halsin from the Goblins 🐻 everything is going so well, and he wants me to kill the BIG THREE leaders of the Goblin Camp. 👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇

I got this....or so I thought...*(rolls a NAT 1 on Confidence)*

In my party I have Astarion, Shadowheart and Wyll. I also have a summoned wolf but for the sake of this story we're gonna leave them out of it. On my OG character I have already gone through the Goblin camp so on my Dark Urge alt I was feeling pretty good about my survival chances this time around...I start by picking off small groups of Goblins, the ones that are secluded, around corners, away from the big packs so it doesnt alert all of them. I close doors to keep them hidden...you know...

⬆️⬆️YEA THAT⬆️⬆️

I destroy EVERY SINGLE war drum cause obvious reasons⬆️ I DONT want to alert everybody! I even saved Volo because...I have a soft spot for his annoying humor, and quite litterally I'm pretty sure he is the NPC equivalent of the games damsel in distress but *spoilers* lol. When I've picked off the stragglers all that is left is the BIG THREE and their packs of mobs around them. I figure my best bet is kill off Grannie Gut first so I remember that there are some spiders in the makeshift cages below and if you're like me well...🕷️☠️

☠️🕷️Same Ron, Same🕷️☠️

But I ➡️ UNGROUP Wyll⬅️..remember this.. I ungroup only Wyll, because he is the only one in my party who can speak too animals and I was determined to Dr. Dolittle Bullshit my way through a convo with these spiders to make them do my biding! Even if it killed me, and if the RNG/DICE gods were displeased with me it could, would and probably should have. (Also this would be a good time to mention that yes I know there are potions, and scrolls for speak to animals...but I am a complete and utter MONEY GREMLIN sooo it all gets sold). So, I sweet talk my way through that convo while also trying not to stare directly at my screen cause. 🕷️=☠️.

The spiders tell me you need to open the door for us and im like that is simple enough. I walk over, I try to unlock the doors and the guards on the other side (nice chaps, great convo) say noooo the gates must stay closed spiders are dangerous, they are not trained. (I KNOW, kinda the point here). So if I couldnt open the doors I was just going to do what I've done best so far and KILL THEM.

As wyll is shooting at these two "innocent" guards they are trying to spam unlock the door and all I'm seeing is:

.....Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked,Locked......

At this point I have Astarion jump down and help me kill these goblins, but not before another "innocent bystanding" goblin joins the fight. At this point Shadowheart, and my ALT are trying to kill this extra goblin. Astarion is trying to unlock the door, the spiders are saying FREE us. And Wyll is just standing there living his best life, When Grannie Gut gets involved...

Stay tuned PART: 2 will be up shortly!

#astarion #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #bg3 oc #bg3 wyll #bg3 goblins #dumb ways to die #bg3 stuff

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In middle school I had a teacher who would spend every lesson 1. bitching how we were all useless good-for-nothings, 2. how much her daughters (somewhere in the 5-9 age range i believe) were so much better than other children, us included, 3. fixating on eating disorders, and 4. fixating on motherhood. She didnt teach us anything important, it was a class we only took for a year called "technics", idk if uou burgers have it, we mainly did the basics of technical drawing and some simple paper crafts -- thats of course if we were doing anything at all that was related to the subject, she made us do a paper on anorexia and bulimia for whatever fucking reason at some point. For additional context, we were 13-14 and it was an all girls class (not a fancy all girls school, just a normal, rather shitty public middle school, the class just happened to have no boys). Her teaching technique was to spend nearly an hour lecturing us about how useless we were for not knowing how to do shit in the vein of cleaning windows, how her 8 year old daughter already cleans windows, and then do maybe half the work, and then talk about her personal life some more, necesarilly mentioning something about anorexia being bad for you because it fucks with your fertility. And at some point you just kind of recognize, there's no arguing with this kind of person, especially when shes in the position of power and authority, and has been for years. So we'd say shit to intentionally make her angry, I remember one day she was telling us how wonderful her daugher was for already knowing how to make cereal for herself - and I kid you not, the kid only poured dry flakes into a bowl because she wouldnt allow her to handle hot milk yet. Of course the overarching theme being, "you useless shits cant even feed yourself", i guess she started questioning us if we make our own breakfast? And one of my friends fuxking told her she doesnt know how to make a sandwich lol. And she fucking fell for the bait immedieately. But the one to make her the most livid was yours truly, księżniczkadepresyjna. One day she was going off about, i dont even remember what, but it was something to do with being a mother, and how its basically the most important thing ever - to a class of kids barely out of elementary school, i bet half of us havent even really hit puberty yet. And so I said, "i have greater ambitions than to be an incubator". She got sooo fucking mad lol, im pretty sure she spent whatever classtime remained just screaming at me. Just to clarify - im not an antinatalist, i wasnt back then, I find reddit tier "crotch goblin" talk fucking disgusting. To be honest, I didnt even have any "great ambitions" either. I obviously wasnt considering motherhood at all at 13, as I was too invested in watching animeys and fnaf gameplays. Idk if theres even a message in this anectode. Aside from that woman being fucking nuts and unqualified to work with children. Also, as far as I remember, her fixation with eating disorders came from her laying in a hospital bed next to an emaciated anorexic girl once, and I think her niece(?) or some somewhat distant relative had an ed.

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I get the feeling Astarion is like, suuuper manipulative. I just started playing bg3, and it’s really fun, and of course I started romancing Astarion. It took me almost 100 hours but I’m beginning to realize just how manipulative he is.

I probably should’ve noticed it was sooner but I’ve never exactly been the most noticeable when it comes to that. But starting from the beginning when he almost kills you instead of letting you talk, then joins you, then sweet talks you into you letting him bite you, to the constant flirty and generally ‘sweet’ demeanor. But like, there are some stuff that I didn’t notice until I got to act three and ascended Astarion and it made it so much more obvious because it’s so much more prevalent than it was before.

Like his disdain for almost everyone. He jokes about murder so casually and carelessly. Jokes about slavery which was super surprising to me because he IS a slave. Or was rather. Then his pet names. Like I don’t think I’ve ever heard him just save the name or anything just ‘thing’ and of course theirs darling, love, all that but he usually calls you a sweet thing or a generous thing, and now he calls me pet all the time or little love but mostly pet.

Which I have to say is super shocking because of his disdain for animals. Like he basically hates animals and enjoys torturing them. He even likens goblins and koboloids to them and says they’re pretty much good for feeding and torturing and that likes…it…and I’m playing as a high elf but he is calling me a pet.

I know there’s that heartwarming scene in act two but it comes off kinda manipulative too. The whole ‘I don’t know what I’m doing I’ve only done these things on the whim of my master and so you’ll have to be patient with me if I fuck up and I need your help to really understand myself’ which I totally fell for. I’m guessing if you don’t let Astarion ascend there’s a less demanding Astarion, but at the same time I’m seeing people say he goes back to being his regular self but his regular self is incredibly manipulative to a fault, and enjoying the humiliation and shame of the person he claimes to care for

Don’t get me wrong. I love a well done fantasy bad boy. And it was pretty clear Astarion wasn’t a good guy given how much he approved of murder, humiliation, and shaming. I’m not mad or anything in fact it’s almost amazing how well his character is written and I’m somewhat baffled by just how perfect it was. I’m just shocked I didn’t notice how manipulative he was to the main character until act three. The whole master slave relationship he had with Cazador really had him blinding me lol.

I’ve also seen people say he isn’t bad it’s just trauma. I mean, maybe, but if that’s the case why doesn’t he have sympathy for other slaves like himself? If it was truly just trauma he should feel bad but he gets super disapproving if you help the slaves out. And why would he revel in the power he has over other people when scenes like loviatar come up. Even Shadowheart seemed a bit…eh…on that scene but Astarion was practically drooling. Not to mention the whole ‘don’t you dare say no’. I’m kinda curious what would happen if I did say no.

As a whole Astarion is a lot more abusive and dominating and sadistic than I had previously noticed. Not that I mind. I love a good evil character. Especially in games books and tv (not irl of course) but they aren’t usually done with such perfection. And I haven’t don’t other walk through yet but apparently he changes his phrases based off how you come onto him and what you say. Rather than having a generally similar outlook irregardless of what you say, like shadowheart, gale, Wyll, laezal. Pretty much everyone else.

#bg3 #bg3 spoilers #bg3 astarion #astarion

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OCTOBER FILM DIARY 2023

In lieu of no longer having access to my Letterboxd, I will be keeping a diary of films at the end of every month, with some thoughts about them.

I did not watch enough horror films this October! I guess I made up for it slightly with SAW X aka the greatest cinema experience of my life. If you can, go and see a film in 4DX. I promise it is worth every penny. I really was not expecting much, but those seats shake you about like nobody's business. I felt like I was in a Saw trap! 10/10! Aside from that, hmmmm. I guess Di Humani Corporis Fabrica was more gross than any horror film I’ve ever seen. I am a transgender body horror writer for fucks sake of course I am afraid of the human body! Thanks Lucien and Verena, wish I could have seen it in 4DX. I finally got around to watching Unfriended: Dark Web, which is a piece of cinematic genius I will probably write something longer and more coherent about. Watch this space! Oh, and my partner showed me Cable Guy which was totally unsettling and the only time I have genuinely enjoyed watching Jim Carey act. A film I need to revisit when I am more awake for sure.

Obvs for Halloween I had to maintain my 3 year strong tradition of not going out anywhere, ordering Chinese, and watching horror films. I began with Beyond The Darkness, a solid late 70s Italian taxidermy/ incest horror which features my favourite Goblin score of all time. Surprisingly though, my next choice of Evil Dead Rise was a total treat. Fun set pieces, interesting cinematography and characters I actually cared about, the sort of film that would have scared me shitless at a sleepover in the best way possible. My partner hadn’t seen Talk To Me yet, so we watched that together over dinner. I hadn’t seen Talk To Me since I watched it in the Westfield Vue (an experience in itself!), and so was happy to discover that the film holds up on rewatch. I was still scared! Thinking of that one depiction of Hell/limbo in particular! Not a film, but I found some time to start playing back through Undertale this Halloween, because Undertale is brilliant and there is nothing more to say on the matter.

Something always gets in the way of my October horror film plans is the Film Bro Mecca that is LFF. Holy shiiiit I managed four days of straight festivalling and was exhausted! How do you Film Bros do it? Can someone make me unemployed so I can join you all? I didn’t see anything totally terrible, which is unusual for LFF, but possibly because I chose not to wake up at 6am to queue for Saltburn. Frederick Wiseman went beyond my expectations with Les Menus Plaisirs Les Troisgros, which was four hours long, but could have been longer, and was easily my film of the festival. All Us Strangers made me cry so hard that someone next to me, who I didn’t know, asked if I was okay lol, so my judgement there is clouded. It gets the weeping pass. Killers of the Flower Moon was of course great, and worth waking up at 5am for. Myself and my friend were the first in the queue, which made me realise that LFF queuing culture has died post pandemic, but then our egos were so inflated that we totally failed to get into Late Night With The Devil because we thought there would be no queue and opted for coffee instead oops. So what do I know!

Aside from that, I had great times with Cruising and Multiple Maniacs, because of course I did. One is by one of my favourite directors and one is just so stupidly my shit. Both brilliant, both films you can put on at parties. I did NOT have a great time watching The Killer, David Fincher’s new output. It hwas just….boring? Sorry David, I wish I had more to say than that. Blah blah blah it’s supposed to be like that, I know! But I don’t care! I wasn’t interested! I wanted slow, not boring, there’s a difference !!! !!!!!!!! Regardless, October was a good month, filmwise, and November looks like it’s bringing some exciting new releases. AND I have co-programmed Crumb at the Cartoon Museum for the end of the month! If you’re in London, you should totally come (https://www.cartoonmuseum.org/whats-on-events/crumb)! I’m making zines and introducing it and everything! It’s not all bad out there!

DIARY

1st - SAW X, Kevin Greutert, 2023. Truly insane start to the month, the best in the Saw franchise and the best going to the cinema experience of my entire life. Watched in 4DX at Wandsworth Cineworld.

2nd - No Stone Unturned, Alex Gibney, 2017.

3rd - Kitchen Sink, Alison Maclean, 1989 (Short).

4th - The Cable Guy, Ben Stiller, 1999.

5th - Multiple Maniacs, John Waters, 1970.

6th - Red Rooms, Pascal Plante, 2023 (LFF). Watched in Picturehouse Central.

7th - Killers Of The Flower Moon, Martin Scorsese, 2023 (LFF). Worth waking up at 5am for. Watched in Picturehouse Central.

7th - Unmoored, Caroline Ingvarsson, 2023 (LFF). Watched in Picturehouse Central.

7th - Stopmotion, Robert Morgan, 2023 (LFF). Watched in Picturehouse Central.

7th - Fallen Leaves, Ari Kaurismaki, 2023 (LFF). Watched in SouthBank Centre, this is the last time I ever see a film in the SouthBank Centre.

8th - All Us Strangers, Andrew Haigh, 2023 (LFF). Cried so ridiculously hard and every film bro saw me trying to hide outside the screen. Watched in Picturehouse Central

9th - Menus Plaisirs Les Troisgrois, Frederick Wiseman, 2023 (LFF). Film of the festival. Watched in Picturehouse Central.

9th - Evil Does Not Exist, Ryusuke Hamaguchi, 2023 (LFF). Watched in Picturehouse Central.

10th - Cruising, William Friedkin, 1980.

13th - Unfriended: Dark Web, Stephen Susco, 2023. A work of filmmaking genius.

13th - Adaptation, Charlie Kaufman, 2002.

15th - The Wickerman, Robin Hardy, 1973 (Rewatch).

15th - Matinee, Joe Dante, 1993.

17th - The Goonies, Richard Donner, 1985.

18th - The Old Oak, Ken Loach, 2023. Watched in Ritzy Cinema Brixton.

22nd - Songs From The Second Floor, Roy Andersson, 2000.

23rd - My Best Fiend, Werner Herzog, 1999.

28th - Cobweb, Samuel Bodin, 2023.

29th - Di Humani Corporis Fabrica, Verena Paravel + Lucien Castaing-Taylor, 2022. Having been a big fan of Levithan (2012), I had high expectations for this and did not disappoint. One of the most difficult films I have ever watched, physically recoiled at certain points.

29th - Gummo, Harmony Korine, 1997 (Rewatch).

30th - The Killer, David Fincher, 2023. Snooze. Watched in Ritzy Cinema Brixton.

31st - Beyond The Darkness, Joe D’Amato, 1979.

31st - Evil Dead Rise, Lee Cronin, 2023.

31st - Talk To Me, Danny Philippou and Micheal Philippou, 2022 (Rewatch).

Films of the month: Multiple Maniacs, Cruising, Les Menus Plaisirs Les Troisgros, SAW X

Link for Crumb tickets: https://www.cartoonmuseum.org/whats-on-events/crumb

#film #film diary #letterboxd #horror films

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(Fanon) Shinya Childhood Headcanons (Pt 1)

TW: attempted suicide and suicidal thoughts

For some reason my previous posts are hidden from the tags so let's see if these magically disappear too. (Also I never got the memo about orphan Shinya, lol)

Shinya’s father, Kenshin, is a renowned doctor, and his mother, Yuwa, is a nurse, and neither of them had time for him.

They tried for years to have children with no success and eventually gave up after Yuwa gave birth to a stillborn child

Several years later, Shinya was born and surprised everyone, but they were ecstatic about him.

However, Kenshin refused to quit his fellowship at the hospital which put some strain on their relationship and family

Kenshin is a workaholic and constantly rationalizes this by saying; “People die if I’m not at work.”

Shinya would come to internalize this phrase as a child; leading him to feel selfish and guilty whenever he wanted his father’s attention or got mad because his father was never around

Shinya spend most of his time in the hospital’s daycare and got very good at sneaking out and wandering around the hospital.

He even wandered into observation rooms; “Where’d that guy’s face go?”

Yuwa wasn’t happy about this, but Kenshin didn’t mind and loved his son’s interest in surgery, and encouraged it, so Shinya kept doing it.

Eventually, the nurses and doctors got used to seeing the small child wandering off from daycare and sitting in observation rooms or the cafeteria, the nurses’ stations, or the pediatric wing (one of the nurses always kept tabs on him tho)

Whenever Kenshin caught him lurking around (especially if he found him watching a surgery), he’d sit him on his lap and teach him about it. Kenshin isn’t known for sugar-coating things and lets Shinya know things that no parent would tell a child until they were older.

Shinya loved these moments because they were when Kenshin paid the most attention to him, though he couldn’t understand why Kenshin loved surgery more than he and his mom.

Yuwa didn’t like this either, which led to more tension between her and Kenshin, although their fighting convinced Shinya that he was the problem since they were fighting about him

Shinya always did his best to stay out of their way and be quiet, and always on his best behavior to avoid straining his parents and being a burden to them - due to this behavior he often avoided asking for things, or generally telling them what he needed (unless he had too) - He was a very quiet kid and didn’t complain

(As an adult, he still struggles with asking for things and not wanting to be a burden to those he loves (especially in relationships))

All the things he owns were bought as gifts for him, he never actually told his parents what he liked or wanted, his mother just sort of picked up on it and got them for him.

As he grew older, he gained an obsession with Ninjas and enjoyed watching anything ninja related from documentaries to anime and cartoons (At this point he was no longer running around the Hospital like a heathen and was just left at home for a few hours after school, tho he mostly stayed in his room.)

You know that HP quote “I’ll be in my room, making no noise, and pretending I don’t exist.”?

That’s him ^

He stayed in his room and watched anime like a lil goblin, he always got his homework done and got good grades at school, though it did bother his parents that he didn’t seem to have friends.

And Kenshin might’ve felt a little slighted by his son’s interest in Ninjas over surgery, and as Shinya grew he pushed the subject, wanting Shinya to be a surgeon like him(“a respectable career”), and excel both academically and professionally, and make him proud.

However, Yuwa wanted Shinya to do what he wanted to do, and encouraged him to find his own path, but Kenshin often talked about his surgeries and the hospital and the new research that was coming out that he had to keep up with and “

Which only made Shinya feel pressured to be a surgeon when he desperately didn’t want to and began to have mild panic attacks that slowly got worse through middle school as the looming date when he’d have to tell his parents he didn’t want to be a surgeon and have them be disappointed in their burden son got closer.

Unfortunately, his anxiety and the pressure became too much and his thoughts turned to “it’d be easier if I didn’t exist, my parents would be happy, and if I’m not here I can’t disappoint them.”

So as the time when he’d have to admit he didn’t want to go to the fancy science school, his parents picked out for him. He tried to slit his own wrists in the kitchen while his parents were gone, but they came back early and used their quirks to suture his wrists and minimize his scarring.

They were horrified by this and demanded they tell him why he could possibly try this

But Shinya just cried, and couldn’t bring himself to say anything, even under Kenshin’s demanding.

Seeing they were getting nowhere, Yuwa calmed Shinya down and sent him to bed.

Yuwa wanted to send Shinya to a therapist, but Kenshin was against it, believing that Shinya should tell them what’s wrong instead of paying an absolute stranger to tell them they’re shitty parents

however, under Yuwa’s urging he agreed, and Shinya was put in therapist a few weeks later.

The therapist then direct them to a psychiatrist who diagnosed Shinya with an anxiety disorder and mild ASD (Autism). He was proscribed medication for his anxiety.

He ended up telling his parents about his unwillingness to be a surgeon and how he wanted to be a Hero instead. (He didn’t want to be a Hero, but it sounded like a “respectable career” that his father was always talking about).

His mother was happy he finally told them, though his father wasn’t as ecstatic, he still wanted Shinya to be a surgeon, however, he did support the decision

#kamihara shinya #headcanons #tapestry of life

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