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theshinazugawaslut · 2 months

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what's your opinion on the other Canon ships in kny, tanjiro x kanao, zenistu x nezuko, etc (I personally dislike them but I wanna know your opinion 🤧)

𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑬𝑴𝑶𝑵 𝑺𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑺

a/n: honoured someone wants my opinions. I'll go through canon ships first, then un-canon!

𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘹 𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘰

4/10

I personally really dislike this ship since it came out of nowhere and it feels incredibly forced. Their designs and personalities don't complement each other that well. They seem more like good friends to me.

If we got more of them, it would've made sense.

But I do like the characters separately! The ship just isn't for me!

𝘻𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘹 𝘯𝘦𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘰

3/10

Zenitsu and Nezuko COULD have been a good ship but it's not very well done and again, their personalities just don't match. Zenitsu's writing is already rather terrible when it comes to the screaming and yelling (though he has very good morals, great character concept ect.) and the yelling/being perverted is what ruins the relationship.

We also don't see a lot of Nezuko in the first place and she isn't aware of Zenitsu's feelings since she's a demon, so the ship just feels strange and uncomfortable to me.

I also just don't like the ship.

𝘢𝘰𝘪 𝘹 𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘦

1/10

TERRIBLE FUCKING SHIP

I don't even know where it came from

I cannot stress this enough but their personalities do NOT match (what I mean by this, they are not the right people to balance each other out).

Doesn't help they deadass look like siblings.

Inosuke should've gotten a girl that had Tanjiro's personality, it would've worked better.

Aoi and Inosuke have borderline no meaningful interactions. Aithor just sloppily meshed them together.

𝘶𝘻𝘶𝘪 𝘹 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴

8/10

I think the ship works rather well; the girls each have their own separate personalities but I do feel like Hinatsuru is the only one who compliments Uzui's personality well but Makio and Suma are also good!

I think you can tell Uzui cares for them but it's not my favourite ship.

My friend James thinks Makio and Suma are annoying. Hinatsuru is "good" though.

𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘪 𝘹 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘪

10/10

I adore this ship — Obanai and Mitsuri were made for each other; their writing, characters, personalities, and designs are just so cute and well-done!

I liked how the author fleshed out their characters.

My favourite ship!

𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪 𝘹 𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘦

-10/10

What a shitty ass ship.

Doesn't work

Contradictory on every level (Sanemi claims he doesn't like ditzes/certain sort of women when talking about Mitsuri but Kanae is basically just Mitsuri in a different design)

Doesn't make sense

Creepy since Sanemi sees his MOTHER in Kane (the way Inosuke sees his mother in Shinobu/Nezuko).

Barely knew each other; Kanae died a few weeks after knowing Sanemi.

Definitely one-sided (Shinobu adopts Kanae's habits ect. Meaning how Shinobu acts is a reflection of how Kanae would've acted and Shinobu seems to not be all that fond of Sanemi, meaning Kanae probably respected Sanemi but didn't particularly like him.)

Sanemi and Kanae DO NOT match

The author sloppily put it together

𝘺𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘹 𝘶𝘵𝘢

10/10

They complimented each other SO well.

We don't see much of them but you can tell they were made for each other

Yoriichi cradled her dead body for TEN DAYS

𝘩𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘫𝘪 (𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘻𝘢) 𝘹 𝘬𝘰𝘺𝘶𝘬𝘪

10/10

Devastating story.

He loved her so much.

Koyuki was a perfect match for him.

𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘶𝘯-𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴:

𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘶 𝘹 𝘨𝘪𝘺𝘶𝘶

1/10

I hate this ship since I hate how they look together

I also feel like Giyuu doesn't need someone who jabs at his insecurities ("You really shouldn't be a Hashira, Tomioka-san!" she says to the man who obviously has issues about his place in the Corps.)

Shinobu's teasing nature doesn't match all that well with Giyuu in my opinion, even if she means it lightheartedly.

𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪 𝘹 𝘨𝘪𝘺𝘶𝘶

7/10

I feel like people slander it too much — the interactions the two have later on in the story give reason for people to ship it.

But I feel like whilst Sanemi fits Giyuu, Giyuu doesn't fit Sanemi. Like, what I mean is, I think Sanemi's nature matches Sabito's towards Giyuu, especially later on in the story, but I feel like Sanemi needs someone that isn't Giyuu.

I personally don't ship it because I feel like Giyuu's writing isn't all that delved into.

I love these two platonically though —Sanemi's parallels with Sabito will always keep me in a firm chokehold.

I'm fond of them since they remind me of todobaku but I personally don't ship sanegiyuu.

𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘦 𝘹 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰

10/10

These two, platonically/romantically, are so cute to me.

Inosuke always holding onto Tanjiro and Tanjiro's understanding of Inosuke is so precious to me.

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘹 𝘮𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰

10/10

Such an adorable ship — I love the shy, angry guy paired with the oblivious, dense guy trope so much (#todobaku).

Their friendship was so sweet, too.

I wish we got more of them since they compliment each other so well!

𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘹 𝘨𝘪𝘺𝘶𝘶

7/10

I love this ship BUT only if it's aged-up Sabito

To be honest, I think I only like this ship because I had such a big crush on Sabito when he first came up on screen (that man has such a strong personality).

I think the possible dynamic has lots of potential.

Giyuu obviously cares a lot about Sabito — unable to survive with the guilt of his best friend dying for years and causing him to become suicidal, like, bro was in love?

𝘮𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯 𝘹 𝘬𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘰

6/10

The fanfics for this ship are always written so well

I don't actually SHIP it but the dark potential it has for fanfics...

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘹 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰

7/10

It's such a sweet idea — I feel like Tanjiro and Genya really connect

Don't personally ship it but it has such adorable fanarts

𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘰 𝘹 𝘯𝘦𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘰

4/10

Random ass ship

Seem more like besties that hold hands and run around together

But the shippers are sweet

𝘶𝘻𝘶𝘪 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘬𝘶

6/10

The fanfictions are SO funny

I don't actually ship it but they'd be so fun together.

A couple that seem like besties then you find out they're married with fifteen adopted children.

𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘶 𝘹 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘪

10/10

Adorable ship

Only person Shinobu seems to genuinely like

I love these two together

/ if you guys want my opinions on anything else or would like me to expand, don't hesitate to ask!

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grey-pastels · 1 year

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Fandom: Six of Crows

pairing: platonic! Kaz brekker x reader

summary: reader is set on finding out what kaz' name is.

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It was ten bells and the night was just getting started. This might have been a quiet time in any place but not here,not in ketterdam,not in the barrell.

I was currently leading Jesper back to the crow club after having to basically pry the cards from his hands. I had found him in one of the gambling dens,as usual. And he was losing,as usual. Normally I would've just sat next to him,letting him do his thing. But tonight I wasn't in the mood for it. I really didn't want to deal with the speech Kaz would have about him losing all the money again. He would most certainly still hold one but I was just hoping it wouldn't take 10 minutes this time. As we entered the crow club I spotted him sitting in a dark corner,his corner. He glared at us, his usual unamused glare or maybe it was just how his face was stuck by now. When Jesper spotted him he immediately looked away and made a beeline for the bar. I did not. I walked towards him and sat down. I was waiting for him to speak,but of course he didn't. He was waiting for something. Maybe an apology or maybe a simple explanation. I would not give him that,not today. If he wanted it he could ask for it nicely and I might just comply.

"Fancy seeing you here,kazper" I said mockingly.

He was staring at me. He hated it. Ever since I joined the dregs, approximately 3 years ago I had started bothering him with these nicknames. To me it just seemed improbable for someone to name their kid Kaz. I have met jespers and even inejs before. Not many but they existed. So I have made it my goal to get his name. Not for the reason others might want it. I didn't want leverage on him or his past. I just wanted him,to know him. He was a walking mystery to everyone, but not to me. I have tried many names over the years. My personal favourites include kazzie, kazper and kazpian. He didn't show a hint of emotion other than annoyance when I said them so I presumed they weren't right.

He stood up and walked up the stairs. He walked rather fast despite his limp so I had a relatively hard time keeping up. He didn't say anything yet but that didn't stop me. I followed him to his room. When I closed the door of his office he stood alarmingly close to me. Something Kaz never does. He seemed irritated,by me.

"Why are you so set on knowing my name?"

"Well for starters,kazstration. you know mine. You know me and I know you would never admit to it but i am the closest thing to a friend you have. I am aware inej and jesper are there too but it's different with us. Inej is your faith and jesper your- well actually I am not sure what he is to you"

" You are my crow, an investment. You all are. Not more nor less"

"I don't believe that"

He leaned his head to the side in disbelief. He always hated how stubborn and blunt I can be. I would never change it. It was one of my many talents to help annoy people, annoy him especially. When we first became acquaintances he had said " if you keep that up you won't survive long in the barrel and even shorter in the dregs" I simply smiled at him and continued with my day. Three years later I was still alive and he still disagreed with my ways.

"You are my family,kaz" he almost laughed at that. And I realised what I had said. It wasnt the fact that I called him my brother, I meant that and I wasn't ashamed of it. But it was the first time I had called him kaz in years. I am not sure why I had done it but it felt right. I needed him to see I was serious and it wasn't another joke.

He kept quiet after that. I didn't expect him to say it back. I didn't need him to. I slightly pressed my palm against his shoulder,shoving him gently out of my way. I could hear his breath hitch for a second but he calmed himself rather fast. I was aware of his aversion to touch and I did my best to avoid physical contact. But now I just needed space and I didn't have the nerve to communicate it. Why would I need to speak my thoughts when he never does? I turned around and opened the door to leave. Before I fully shut it again I spoke up again. "You won't get rid of me, not of my energy either. And one day your gonna have to admit it. Speak the truth. Say that you like me around and perhaps admit it to her aswell,she isn't as patient as me with you and i dont blame her" I didn't need to speak her name, he knew. He always did. " I will see you tomorrow, Kazimir" he made a noise. I shut the door and I was sure I had it. I had his name. I had him.

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sirpseudonymphoapish · 8 months

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Solar Opposites oneshot😧😧😧😲😲😯😯😲😮😲☹️😲😧😲😲

I STAYED UP RLLY LATE WRITIN DIZ i write everything off the top of my head as im writing so idk how good it is but HEREZ HOPING!!

Its tervo durin their normal era at work (boo) some sort of hurt comfort thing

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Every click of every letter on the stupid plastic keyboard delivered to the piles and piles of digital documents on the screen in front of him felt like one of his blood vessels popping. The screen was so bright, the office lights were so bright, and his eyes were so fucking tired. When are they going to create coffee powered eye drops already? He would've done it himself if they hadn't sworn to cut off all sci-fi for the sake of The Pupa.

He prayed and prayed to his abandoned Shlorpian gods that nobody fucking bothered him right now or else he'd probably murder them on the spot. Or at least make a bloody mess trying.

Shoulders tensed up, viens more clearly outlined on his hands with those aggressive dancing fingers, teeth grinding almost audible now. He was going to BURST any second now.

Any.

Second.

"Breathing check, Korv," said perhaps the only non-agitating sound that's penetrated his ears all day. Paying attention to his words, Korvo realized he infact, was forgetting to breathe again. He had a bad habit of doing that when focusing too hard. Especially when stressed,,,,

A dramatic sigh escaped him, more of a gasp really, as his breath went heavy to catch up on the oxygen he was missing. He clutched his chest where his main heart was. It was pumping fast. He sighed again, softer now.

"There you go," said Terry. He smiled and continued back to his work, click-clacking away. Korvo was so thankful that not only they had landed the same job together, but in the same area too. If Terry hadn't been sitting by him in this cubicle every day, he'd probably be hospitalized long ago. For as much as that green fuck could not pay attention, he sure did know how to pay attention to his loving husband and his health. Something as simple as noticing that he wasn't breathing, Terry always caught on and made sure to remind him. It was comforting, if only a little.

Korvo slouched, releasing the tension in his back from being so rigid for so long, and then straightened again, resuming his boring task on the computer. He typed away, quickly returning to the frusterating and depressing exhaustion of freedomless low-wage work. After a minute or so, his mind wandered off again to Terry. He was so greatful for Terry. Truly, he was. Sometimes it may not seem like it, but he couldn't thank him enough. He kept him going through all these rough times. For annoying as he is,,, he surely is such a loving, caring sweetheart.

"Thank you, Terry," Korvo spoke quietly.

"Anything, babe," was replied, followed by a quick smooching sound. Korvo chuckled to himself. "I packed that leftover salmon you made for our lunch. And some Caprisuns for a little boost."

"Terry, you know microwaving seafood makes the office stink, and then Susie will bitch and complain about it again."

"Yeah yeah she bitches and complains about everything. Better that you eat."

Korvo sighed for god knows how many times today. He guessed Terry was right. That salmon WAS pretty fucking good, though.

"Babe, what time is it?"

"You have a clock on your computer, Terry."

"Yeah I know. I just wanted to hear your voice."

That stupid cheesy idiot. God. He wished he'd stop being so stupid and corny and just come over here and kiss him already. But they would get scolded for that. "10:53. Almost time for lunch. Almost."

"Yessssssss."

After about another twenty seconds or so, Korvo had noticed through the sound of his own typing that Terry had not been typing at all. Or shuffling papers, or re-arranging things in his desk, or anything. No sound at all. Korvo turned and peered over his shoulder at Terry's desk, pausing his work, to observe why. His husband was leaning back in his wheeled office chair, one leg crossed over the other, arms comfortably relaxing behind his head, rocking back and fourth oh so gently.

"Why aren't you working?"

"Its almost time for lunch, man. No point. Besides, I read this article about strategies for working with ADHD, and it said to give yourself timed breaks."

"You give yourself enough of those already, but okay."

As if on cue, the office bell rang, and one by one people slowly stood up from their cubicles and left to start their lunch hour, stretching and groaning their way out of their previous uncomfortable positions. Korvo turned back to his desktop and continued working. Terry spun his chair around and waited for him, confused when he realized he wasn't getting up.

"Why are you working still?" He asked, louder now that there was no need to be hushed.

"I just need to get this typed up. I'm almost done. Don't wait for me."

Terry sighed, "Okay," and got up and left the cubicle. Korvo echoed yet another sad breath, sadder this time now that he was alone. He missed Terry already. He just wanted to lay in his arms forever and never work again.

What felt like both an hour and two minutes simultaneously went by, not being either of those and being a mere eight to ten or so, and Terry was back, with two plastic containers filled with food and plastic forks jammed ready to be used into them. Korvo didn't notice this, however, until the smell of the "freshly" microwaved salmon wafted towards his area, and his head perked up in the direction of it. A green hand gently placed the container of food down by Korvo's computer mouse, and when he looked up, to his delight, it was none other than Terry, who smiled down at him. "I wasn't ganna leave you for long."

Korvo smiled back warmly. Oh again how greatful he was for his dear husband. "Thank you, Terry. I love you."

"Love you too, honey boo!" Terry sang as he went to sit back down at his desk and eat his not-as-delicious-anymore-but-still-pretty-fucking-good leftovers.

He didn't realize just how hungry he was until the uncomfortable stretching of his full stomach pained him. That salmon didn't last very long, that's for damn sure. He tossed the plastic container in the trash can under his desk and rested his hands on his belly, leaning back into his chair and closing his eyes. He trusted Terry would wake him if he fell asleep. He fidgeted only slightly, fingering at a button on his shirt, and enjoyed the quiet.

"So, Korv," his momentary silence indeed was only momentarily, "I was thinkin we could just order, like, some KFC or something tonight. I can head to the grocery store tomorrow with The Pupa and pick up some more of that good salmon."

"Sounds good." His voice was mumbly and he wasn't entirely listening to what Terry was saying.

Another moment of silence. Soothing for Korvo. ,,,,Not so much for Terry.

"Sooooooooo,,,,,," Terry hesitated, wanting this conversation to be worthwhile in any way at all.

"Wanna binge some of The Rookie tonight on Hulu? I know you've been getting hooked on those cop shows."

"Maybe. I don't want to stay up too late."

"Trueeeeee." Terry elongated that word with a disappointed tone.

Another moment of silence. Terry frowned. God, when would it end? He cleared his throat awkwardly. "What about,,, the weekend?"

"What about the weekend?" Korvo lazily turned his chair to face Terry.

"Anything you wanna do?"

Korvo furrowed his brows in thought. He wanted to give a genuine answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, all that came out was a stutter. He gave up instantly and turned back towards his computer screen. "I don't know, Terry. Nothing we have the time to do."

"But-" Terry tried, but ultimately was left with the same fate of just a stutter. Slouching, he stared down at his shoes and lightly gripped the hem of his pants. Korvo's typing continued in the background. It frusterated him but, it was oddly comforting. I guess because it was a sign Korvo hadn't dropped dead already and was showing some sign of life. He groaned sadly and turned towards his own computer, readying himself for more tedious work. "I miss you."

Upon saying that he slowly noticed the clicking ambience come to a hault. He waited momentarily for it to continue and,,, it did not. Swiveling in his chair again he turned to face the absence. Korvo was clenching his fists and staring down at no real object of focus. A funny little garbling noise broke the silence, and once Terry found where that was coming from, he saw a tiny little purple goobler jigging about on the office carpet. Looking back up now, his beloved partner had started shaking. He was worried for him.

"Korv,,?"

"I'm s-sorry, Terry." Korvo buried his face in his hands and let out a pathetic sob. Terry frowned, and got up out of his chair. He slowly made his way to his husband's desk and gently grabbed his shoulder, rubbing it in soothing circles. Korvo was cowering in on himself, in a distressed, tight little ball, stupid purple wriggly things popping out his spotted head and landing wherever.

"Oh, Korvo,,," he mumbled, the weeping blue alien only weeping harder. Terry guided him into a tight embrace, Korvo accepting by nearly falling into Terry's arms, who now securely wrapped around his shoulders as he rubbed away the forming goobler lumps in his previously smooth dome head.

Korvo cried, "I-Im so sorry Terry, I m-miss you s-so much, I hate doing this. I hate it."

Terry could already feel his shoulder getting damp with tears. "Baby, it's okay. You're okay. If we hate it so much, cuz I know I sure as hell do, why don't we just return back to our fun sci-fi lives?"

"Because we CAN'T, you idiot!! D-don't you remember the whole thing with The Pupa?? We can't have that happening again!" Korvo was raising his voice, mostly out of frusteration. He immediately feared he might've upset Terry and he pulled away, but Terry only brought him close again.

"I know, I know. But does it really matter?"

"YES!!!"

Korvo choked another long, loud sob, Terry instantly shushing him and trying to be as caring as possible. "Shh, shh. It's okay, baby. Shh,,,"

He looked around, surveying the office room. Everyone was still out for lunch. He knew Korvo would hate for his co-workers to see him like this, so he was trying his best to comfort him as much as he could as soon as possible.

"Hey, I know it sucks but,,, there's a bright side."

Korvo sniffled. "W-what is it?"

"I have you. And you have me."

Oh, that cheese filled motherfucker. God, he wanted to kiss him so bad. Terry was right. Through all of this, they've had each other. The one thing that's helped Korvo more than anything else was Terry's touch and gentle voice.

"Y-You're right,,," Korvo looked up, and Terry looked down. Terry lightly cupped his partner's cheek in his hand and smiled warmly.

"Of course I am. You'll always have me, my silly little biscuit boy."

"Oh, Terry." Korvo leaned in again, pressing his face into Terry's shoulder. Terry leaned away, only to guide Korvo's face upwards. He tilted forward, pressing a tender kiss onto Korvo's quivering lips, who reciprocated with passion.

They gently nuzzled into each other and shmushed in as many smooches as they could, Terry curling his arm around and massaging Korvo's lower back, and Korvo clutching onto Terry's shirt collar firmly. Soon enough, the tension escalated, and the soft touch of a tongue prodding the other's lips was enough to make them both melt like butter. Right as they were about to start full-on sucking each other's faces, an embarrassing reminder was received.

"Hey now, don't be getting too frisky in the office."

The two aliens jumped and swung around at the voice, still holding onto each other (and a little drool coating their chins.) It was their co-worker, back from the office kitchen with an almost empty bowl of spaghetti. Terry defended first.

"Oh gosh, we would never." they would. Not now, though. "Just givin' a lil lovin' to my husband. what's wrong with that?"

"Yeah! Mind your own business anyway," Korvo spoke after, trying to pat down his now sort of wrinkled shirt.

"A bit hard to do that when you're over there just slurpin' away in the middle of the room!" The man chuckled, meaning for it to be playful, but it came off as annoying and kind of passive aggressive. Terry rolled his eyes dramatically and Korvo giggled.

Slowly, their other co-workers were filing back in. Was lunch really over already? Shlorpian's gray gods.

Terry patted Korvo's shoulder, wanting to hold him by the waist and kiss him again so badly, but sadly not having the time to anymore. Korvo looked up at him and smiled.

Oh fuck it, just one more. He leaned in and pecked a long audible kissy on Korvo's lips, a nice surprise, and then pulled away. He grinned from,, not ear to ear but you get what i mean, and gave a hopeful thumbs up as he made his way back to his desk to continue working.

Korvo chuckled and turned to his computer again. He really, really, WAS greatful for Terry in his life. Really.

This time, the plastic click clacking of the keyboard was nowhere near as agitating.

Still annoying, but not as bad as before.

He'll take what he can get.

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take this as a treat

#solar opposites #tervo #solar opposites terry #terry solar opposites #korvo solar opposites #solar opposites korvo #terry x korvo #korvo x terry

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brf-rumortrackinganon · 2 months

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I think Churchill’s democracy quote (democracy is the worst form of government, except for all the others) applies really well to H&M’s situation right now.

The BRF’s way of going about things (like not commenting or going to court) is often really not great, but it is by far better than the alternative route. If you go to court, you’ll get publicly skewered by your counterparty and the public, and you’ll be making more private information public than you were aiming for. If you comment on something, you’ll be expected to comment on everything and if you constantly clap back, you’ll start wrestling in the mud and getting into shouting matches. And either way, the public will get sick of the constant drama and the too-much noise.

H&M thought the BRF was seriously hindering them by hampering their desired actions. They couldn’t comprehend that this is an institution that has built its experience on public relations over hundreds of years. It’s not perfect and sometimes deviating from the norm is called for, but its means-of-operation is there for a reason, no matter how annoying and personally difficult.

I do think Meghan did experience some racism in the press - like that horrible monkey photo after Archie was born - if not as much as she said. If she didn’t start the royal racism row, in 10 years time people would have been blasting those authors and publisher. People were already giving crap to that type of reporting and social media comments. But the public largely abandoned that sentiment after H&M’s launched its war of words and lawsuits.

Reading this, I'm reminded of Teddy Roosevelt's "speak softly and carry a big stick." Which is 100% the BRF's game. They speak softly about their concerns/issues and their "big stick" is metaphorical - their status, attention, and support.

If all Meghan had done was said "this isn't right and you know it" every time there was legitimate racism (aka, speak softly), the public would've hung, drawn, quartered, flayed, and burned the press alive for her (the big stick).

But instead Meghan went in with a megaphone and a literal big stick, beating everyone over the head. She wanted the credit for reforming the British press and curing the UK of racism so when she came back to the US, she'd be hailed a hero.

#ask #brf #sussexes

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skyloftian-nutcase · 3 months

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Febuwhump Day 10 - Killing in Self Defense

Well... I did warn y'all that I wouldn't be able to shut up about the Hyrule Warriors Imprisoning War blorbos... and uh, I liked this prompt so much that I wrote it four times >.<

(Head's up, this one gets dark. Lots of blood and some body horror kind of dark. Surprise, surprise given the prompt lol)

There was a difference between sparring and true war. There was a difference between the honor of defending one's own and the horror of meeting someone equally determined.

Hemisi... didn't like war.

She supposed it was a stupid sentiment to have. Given all the bloodshed she'd seen so far, it seemed reasonable to assume no one would like war.

But she couldn't tell if her father held the same idea.

She didn't know how he did it, how either of her parents did it. The original plan had been a quick snatch and run, to steal the Trio Force or whatever it was called and run back to the desert. She figured it was naïve to assume Hyrule wouldn't go after them, but if it had gone correctly no one would've been the wiser, right? Once the dust had settled, she might have even been able to reach out to Link again.

Instead, the Sheikah warriors had noticed the bodies. Instead, the sacred relic had shattered as soon as her father had touched it. Instead, their mother had screamed that they should retreat when things fell apart. Instead, she'd had to run around her boyfriend's unconscious body and was unable to help him. Instead, Hyrule had a face and a name to call culpable and brought its full wrath down on the Gerudo.

Instead, they were fighting a war.

Hemisi had fought before, but never to such an extreme, and never to the death. Yet here she was, covered in the blood of her enemies, staring at the bodies she'd just cut down.

She felt sick. She was sick. This was sick.

Is it really worth all this?

Did it even matter anymore? What was done was done. If she didn't fight, her people would suffer the consequences.

The scimitars fell out of her trembling hands as she stared at blood dripping off her fingers, down her torso, as she felt it on her face.

Hemisi started to hyperventilate, backing away from the carnage, her world spinning.

She wanted nothing more than to turn back time, to go to the days where she and Link were stargazing on the castle walls, where she was training with her father, laughing with her mother, annoying her brother.

But there was no going back. The empty, accusing Hylian eyes that watched her screamed it, cemented in her mind by the life-giving fluid that slid off her skin.

XXX

There was a difference between monsters and people. There was a difference between fighting mindless creatures of darkness and living, breathing women with loved ones and histories and feelings.

Link hated the difference, hated that he wasn't just dealing with Ganondorf's hordes of bokoblins and moblins anymore, hated that the Gerudo stood before him ready to die for a monster.

He parried another blow with his shield just at the right moment, leaving the Gerudo warrior open to a counterattack, but he couldn't bear to take it. So far in the war all he'd ever fought were beasts - there was no way he was going to take away a life like this. He couldn't.

The Gerudo roared, pushing forward with more intensity. Although Link was trying to just disarm her, it was very clear she was going for the kill. He knew he should be too.

But all he could see was the Gerudo settlement. All he could hear was the laughter, the music. All he could smell was the food and incense.

All he could see was her.

He knew. He knew as soon as this happened, he'd be forever changed. He'd been dreading it, selfishly enjoying the time the king had spent--wasted--leaving him in the castle to defend the princess. Because he knew that he could fight monsters a hundred times over, but the instant he had to face a Gerudo herself...

The warrior's blade slid just by his abdomen, cutting at his side, and he hissed.

You're going to die if you don't end this.

Link froze. I can't!

He shouldn't have frozen like that. He shouldn't have.

The Gerudo's sword swiped through the air at the level of his neck. His world slowed. She was wide open, the move a sweeping, large, long, slow one, and she was wide open.

Link dropped to his knees, his blade rushing forward. It hit true, requiring more force than before to cut through what was no longer air, to sink into what wasn't just monster flesh. He pushed harder, the blade jaggedly making its way through as he heard the sickening sound fill his ears.

The scimitar clattered to the ground. The weight on his sword grew heavier as the body sagged, lifeless.

Link twisted so the Gerudo fell to the side, his blade coming out of her quickly.

All around him, chaos erupted. The monsters no longer had a commander to guide them, and the remaining Hyrulian forces cut through their numbers quickly.

Link hardly noticed.

The Gerudo stayed motionless on the earth. He watched blood leak out of her abdomen where he'd stabbed her.

He'd killed her. He'd killed her.

And he... felt... nothing.

XXX

There was a difference between enemies and loved ones. It was strange to note it as, well, he'd never really had loved ones he cared about before.

"This war is getting out of control. There has to be some kind of terms we can come to."

Ganondorf turned sharply to look at his wife. "Surrender? You're suggesting we surrender?!"

"We've lost nearly half our warriors!" Nabooru argued. "If we continue this, there won't be Gerudo left to prosper from the Triforce. Not to mention we don't even have the entire relic, and our spies have discovered nothing about the whereabouts of the other two pieces!"

"The Triforce of Power is more than enough to win this war," Ganondorf snapped. "My power is unmatched. And then we will get the Triforce, and--"

"And what?" Nabooru interrupted sharply. "What will we do when we win, Gan? A war was never the plan, your obsession over that relic has nearly destroyed our people!"

"Our people?!" Ganondorf repeated, glaring at her. "Our people, who live out in the desert like rats? Our people, who suffer in the elements while Hyrule prospers?"

"Our people, who have adapted and survived, who persevere despite the odds, who value life and love and integrity and honor!" Nabooru fired back. "Our people, who are losing their way to this bloodshed! You said the Triforce would help us grow, but all I've seen is our people fall one by one!"

"You want the Gerudo to stay as they were." Ganondorf accused. "To forever nip at the heels of greatness--"

"Greatness," Nabooru scoffed. "As if you even know that word. You don't aspire for greatness, you aspire for control. This has never been about the Gerudo, has it? This has always been about you!"

Though he could feel rage steadily boiling his blood, Ganondorf remained silent for a moment. Of course this was about him - he coveted the prosperity of Hyrule, but that didn't mean that--he could share it with his family! What sort of accusations was Nabooru levying against him?

"When I first met you, you tried to steal my birthright, my leadership of my people," Nabooru continued, slowly walking towards him. "I showed you why I had earned that seat as chief. And as time passed, I thought you had learned, that you had realized that your selfishness and lust for power were not strengths but weaknesses."

"Watch your words, Nabooru," Ganondorf growled dangerously.

"Do not speak to me as if I am child!" Nabooru balked, rage pulling at her face. "You are the one being childish, the one who will never learn, who thinks the world should revolve around you and you alone. Don't you understand what you're doing?!"

"I am doing what I was born to do!" Ganondorf roared. "I was born to lead the Gerudo, born to rule the desert, and born for greatness! Hyrule's power will be mine! Have you not looked upon their land and seen more than the harshness of the desert? Have you never once coveted the winds that bless their lands?"

"Not at the price you're willing to pay," Nabooru answered, her voice suddenly growing quiet. "Never at the price you're willing to pay."

"I will sacrifice everything to achieve that goal," Ganondorf hissed. "Your weakness is your unwillingness to do the same."

"You're wrong," Nabooru said even more quietly, though there was no tremble to her tone. It was stone cold, and had more strength to it than Ganondorf had ever heard, like the low rumble of a dragon just before it attacked. "I am willing to sacrifice everything to do what is right."

Electricity shot through Ganondorf's veins as his wife drew her sword on him. The shock that cascaded through him quickly broiled into rage and overwhelming hatred, and he let it consume him. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm ending your war," Nabooru snarled, immediately striking.

Ganondorf drew his claymore and swatted her sword easily, his strength surpassing her own. However, Nabooru was nimble, and though her strikes couldn't hold the same force as his own, she was still more than capable of cutting him to pieces. Ganondorf took several steps back as he was hit with her fast assault, multiple blows in succession, some landing a hit on his legs, one on his side. Roaring, he swung harder, watching her duck under his blade and angle her sword upward to carve into his stomach. He kicked her directly in the face, and she went flying into a nearby table, dazed momentarily.

"You think you can defeat me?" he hissed. "You think you even stand a chance?"

Nabooru groaned, slowly trying to sit up.

"You dare defy me?!" he continued, his hatred ever growing. "Me, the rightful ruler of all things!"

His wife let out a mirthless laugh. "You are a ruler of nothing Ganondorf. You're letting that demon control you. I didn't marry a demon king, I married a man who sought to better himself, who wished to see prosperity spread across the land! You, demon, will die!"

With that his wife rose against him once more, attacking even faster despite how she shook her head and blinked blood out of her eyes, despite how her nose was misshapen and blood was pouring freely out of it. Ganondorf deflected, parried, counterattacked at every measure, but the Gerudo chief was too fast. He grew angrier by the second, outraged that she would actually attempt this, after everything--had their love meant nothing?! How could she betray him like this?!

Nabooru leapt off a table to come down on him overhead, blade ahead of her, aimed at his head. Ganondorf fel this heart stop a moment, fear gripping him, and he dodged just in time, bringing his blade up to carve through her back from her hips to her skull.

Nabooru fell to the ground, and the room grew still.

Ganondorf stood there, motionless, until he became dizzy because he'd forgotten to breathe.

I... I just... what did I just...

Nabooru was dead. Nabooru was dead.

My wife... my wife...

She betrayed you, the voice in his head purred, and Din's fire if he couldn't find an argument against it. She'd been trying to kill him!

This was her fault! He should've known she wouldn't listen! A fool would get a fool's reward!

My children will listen to me. They will undertand. They will obey me.

Ganondorf wiped the blood from his blade, ignoring how his hands shook, and stormed out of the tent.

XXX

There was a difference between fairytales and the terrifying reality of facing evil.

Zelda took a trembling breath as she watched what was once a man morph into a horrific monster. Darkness choked the air, swirling around like the winds of a hurricane. Link's blade glowed blue against it as he stood guard over the fallen Gerudo warrior, Hemisi. The air was sucked out of her lungs, and Zelda trembled at the overwhelming malice that dripped off the beast's tusks, at the heart stopping terror such evil magic brought, at how her entire body was paralyzed in the moment.

The stories told of a demon king who sought to destroy Hyrule again and again. Her father had never believed such stories, had grossly underestimated the man who brought such destruction back to their land. Zelda had known Ganondorf housed this evil, and yet...

Witnessing it was more overwhelming than she could have ever imagined.

The dark beast roared, stomping its feet, ready to devour its prey.

"Link!" Zelda called, feeling utterly helpless.

But she couldn't be helpless! She refused to be! She'd been helpless her entire life, and only recently had she started taking charge of her own destiny. But she knew this destiny was written in the stars, woven with a golden thread of the goddesses themselves. They wouldn't fail - they couldn't. And she had a part to play in it.

Inexperienced of the world as she was, Zelda was not a fool. And she refused to be a coward.

Hemisi slowly rose to her feet behind Link, looking at what her father had turned into, face pale with horror.

Link roared back at the beast, ready to fight.

Zelda channeled her Light within her, pushing the darkness at bay, sending diamond-like shards of magic towards her Hero. "Link, use these!"

Link leapt into the air to catch the shards, which turned into Light-infused kunai. After a moment to register what had just happened, a feral grin pulled at his face, and he bared his teeth against the enemy.

As Link charged ahead to face down the enormous beast, Hemisi looked back at the princess. "Hey! Lend me some of that magic, will you?"

Zelda watched her hesitantly, but she grimaced when Link narrows missed getting impaled by the dark beast's enormous tusks. Swallowing, she nodded, channeling her power and sending Light to the Gerudo, who caught it and watched it materialize into a glowing bow and arrows.

Nodding in thanks, Hemisi turned and stared down the beast, slowly taking aim.

Zelda brought her hands to her chest in prayer, begging the goddeses to aid them, allowing her power to create a barrier between them and the rest of the world, and the true battle for Hyrule began.

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yankstrash · 8 months

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meels getting a little emotional, maybe her and gabe are mid argument, because she’s thinking about what she would’ve done if gabe had given up trying. and it makes her so upset because she just keeps thinking about all the snugs she would’ve missed out on and she’s all “i should’ve just said yes the first time” because she’s truly not thinking straight and it makes gabe so☹️

gabe and meels are mid argument about something

they've been going back and forth for 10 minutes now, and with each minute that passes gabe loses his patience a little more

"you know what? i'm done, i'm over this. i give up, amelia." gabe says, putting his hands up in defense before throwing his arms down at his side

"you're done?" amelia asks, hands on her hips

"yes, i am done arguing about this. it's stupid and we're not getting anywhere, so just drop it, please."

"gabe we-"

"amelia, STOP! i told you i give up, so just STOP!"

i give up.

this is a phrase that has haunted amelia since she and gabe started dating

it makes her think back to their beginning, when he constantly asked her out and she was giving him such a hard time. she can't help but think about what she would've done if gabe had given up on her and stopped trying.

surely she wouldn't be with him now. she wouldn't be in the best relationship she could ever ask for, with the best guy she could ever ask for.

she wouldn't get the chance to happily skip across campus and open the doors to the hockey arena where she would meet with her boyfriend after his practice, waiting for him with a hug and kiss

she wouldn't get the chance to lay tightly in his arms, listening to his heartbeat each time there was a thunderstorm and she needed comfort

she wouldn't have the opportunity to mentally smack herself after she sasses him too hard and he left, only to see he was waiting outside for her in his car for when she calmed down

sometimes these thoughts hit her, and they hit her hard.

and when they do, she always takes a step back and thinks about the fact that if he had decided to give up on her, she wouldn't be the happy, go lucky person that she is now.

and it makes her want to take back every mean thing she's ever said or done to gabe. every sassy comment, every cheap shot during an argument, every eye roll and especially everyday she made him walk away from her with his head hung low because she sent him on his way with another rejection.

because he does not deserve any of that

at all.

she didn't even realize it, but tears were slipping out of her eyes.

"please." she says, barely above a whisper

but gabe hears her

"please what, amelia? please keep arguing with you about this? no, i won't. it's pointless and stupid, and i am done talking about it."

she shakes her head at his response

"please don't give up." she whimpers

gabes eyebrow quirks in confusion

he opens his mouth to speak, but amelia beats him to it

"i should've just said yes the first time.." she blurts out

gabes confused expression stays as he asks, "what are you talking about, meels?"

by now more tears have escaped her eyes

she sniffles as she responds, "i should've said yes to you the first time you asked me out instead of being an annoying bitch and driving you crazy and upsetting you and making you feel bad. i should've gotten over myself and just fucking said yes but i didn't and i drove you mad but you never gave up on me. you never gave up on me even when i was the biggest pain in the ass, so please don't give up on me now."

gabe was not expecting her to blurt all that out, but he knew his girlfriend wasn't thinking straight right now and she was acting off emotion and if there's one thing that gets her emotional, it's this.

it's thinking about what could've been if he did give up on her.

she always tells him, "imagine all the snuggs i would've missed out on."

and that thought alone is enough to make him walk up to her and take her face in his hands

"hey hey meels, calm down, calm down." he says, rubbing his thumbs over her cheeks

he walks her over to his bed and sits her down before kneeling in front of her, placing his hands on her thighs

"i didn't mean 'i give up' like i give up on us, meels. i just meant i give up on this conversation because we aren't getting anywhere and it's better to just leave it, okay?"

she sniffles, nodding her head

"it's just scary to hear you say that because it makes me think of what could've been.." she says, wiping her face with her sleeve

gabe frowns at her words

he hates when she worries about this, because it's not even a scenario that would've happened.

"amelia grace," he says, holding her chin so she's looking at him. "i've said it before and i'll say it again, i was never going to give up on you. you could still be rejecting me to this day, and i'd still be trying. you're it for me meels, i've known that since day one and i'll always know that. you don't ever have to worry about me giving up on you, because i never will. i didn't at the beginning when you tossed me out of the coffee shop with your sass and stubbornness, and i sure as hell wont be now."

amelia sniffled again, lightly smiling at his words

"so please," he started, standing up and leaning down to plant multiple kisses on her head. "get those silly thoughts out of your pretty little head because they aren't true and will never be true."

she nods her head in agreement

"i don't know how you put up with me, gabriel. or why."

he smiles at her, "you're not that bad, all i have to do is wrap you in my arms and kiss you and you're fine."

amelia laughs at his response

"and i put up with you because i love you."

she smiles

"and i love you."

#princess!gf x gabe perreault

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joyswonderland1108 · 7 months

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Let's clarify some stuff.

So! A lot of i-army are so annoying when it comes to this that it makes me want to slap the life out of them, they keep on doing the same shit over and over again.

If you wonder what i'm talking about it's the lack of comprehension when it comes to the Korean culture which leads lots of silly ARMY to make a whole ass kdrama over something that for Korean people it's nothing offending, nothing bad and it's funny to me how these same people are quick to come at people commenting "Speak English" sweetheart you ain't better if you're not gonna bother learn about the boys culture because making a 10 pages essay about why this or that is wrong.

You might've guessed what i'm about about to talk about but yes it's about the whole "Jeon Jimin" and the way some dumbasses took it. If your own culture says that a partner, traditionally a wife, takes her husband's last name, that doesn't mean it is the way the whole world works. Am i Korean? No, In MY culture does the wife take her husband's last name? Also no.

The whole thing about Jeon Jimin yes it's annoying when they're repeating it with the intention of it being a ship name but NO in Korean culture typically it is not used to refer to them as being married or whatever is in YOUR culture that you are projecting on the Korean culture. If anything them having the same family name would mean they are blood related in some way.

I'm pretty sure JK saw it as some type of combination of their names as a duo/subunit so y'all losing your shit and reaching with the "He was uncomfortable" can sit on a cactus. I just said in my previous post that if JK wanted to call out bullshit comments that DO make him uncomfortable he would've done that.

This is not the first time the boys are hearing their duo name

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Heck Vope is even a combination Tae and Hobi tried to come up with for their duo name so i wonder where were these people back then to police about it that intensely. Straying from the fandom i want to mention Woosan for example, do some people ship/support them? Yes, is Woosan only used as a ship name? Hell no even their members call them Woosan.

Now before some start saying that it's not the same thing we're over here talking about last names yada yada, i want to remind you of this run episode :

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"Kim Jungkook" "Park Jungkook" "Jegal Jungkook" and it was all fun and games not one person felt uncomfortable with it. So while yes you are right to call out the shipping intent, you can't just go the extra mile to project your own "discomfort" onto JK because what YOU understood is not what HE understood and that boy doesn't hide his discomfort so there's that.

Please.. Y'all are tiring, no one is asking you to go learn about the Korean culture in a day, maybe take some time while the boys are in MS and start learning more about it to have a better understanding of a lot of things they do or say. This of course doesn't apply to just Korean artists with a Korean culture, this should be the norm for everyone around the world. If someone isn't from your culture, please don't impose your own culture on them.

Salutations.

#Youtube

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 1 year

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You know, I still wonder what Sanzu did for being rejected of all the divisions before being put with Mucho.

For the Third division, maybe he mocked Pah for being a idiot who has always lost against Mikey. Peh didn't like that. They fought. And Pah was like "yeah no, i'm done, take him back Mikey"

For the Fourth Division, he may have spoke bad about sibilings relationship. Or he was just doing things behind the twins back, like he did with Mucho later when a gang spoke bad about Mikey. getting into trouble and all. Smiley may have been more of less patient for the two first times but…he's not the most patient. Right? “Take him back before i fucking kill him Mikey”

For the First Division. Huuu. Maybe he was in the first division at first but after the….incident…he has had some fights with Baji, spoke bad about Kazutora, fights with Ryusei and stuff like that. So Baji was done and decided to give him back to Mikey before it go too far (well according to the birthday art, they were still talking since he asked Baji how he was taking care of his hair). “it’s not going to work, Mikey, take him back”

And there, I wondered "what Sanzu did for push Mitsuya to give him back to Mikey?" Becausse Mitsuya is a angel of patience. He helped Taiju to become better. TAIJU. Well first, maybe Mitsuya has noticed that Sanzu has gotten often in trouble, by his own fault. But Mitsuya is nothing but patient. He raised two little girls since he's 10. So i imagined that Sanzu may have said that he was a only child and ok fine? Mitsuya couldn’t have knew about the Akashi Siblings. And later, Senju has tried to speak with him while Mitsuya was here….he rejected here and all.

I don't think that Sanzu has been "abusive" toward Senju at this point, i mean he raised her until a point after all, right? (even if he would hurt her physically 3 years later). So no he has not hurted her physically. But he kinda hurted her emotionally by rejecting her and stop caring (since she seems have been raised by Benkei and Waka until Takeromi come back, it means that both of her brothers left her). Maybe it was her last attempt before 2/3 years to reach him? And it's the thing that Mitsuya hates: being cruel with his little sister and make her cry? Abandonning her? Deny her existence? The fucking audacity!! "Take him back, Mikey!!" "Why?" "Because i can't work with a bad brother! At least, Taiju acknowledges his siblings existence!"

And then Mikey was like “What am I going to do with you Haruchiyo?...also what he meant when he said you are a bad brother :/"

Sanzu: it's a misunderstanding!!

Mikey: *sigh*

And he gave him to Mucho XD

I actually think the reason Sanzu was kicked out the other divisions is because he was just constant going off and picking fights by himself. I don't think he was picking fights within the division but that he was just defying orders/ refusing to work as part of a team with them and I think that's what got him kicked out. I don't see why Sanzu would pick inner division fights unless they were disrespecting Mikey which most of them wouldn't do anyway. So I think it's more likely that he was just out of control and picking fights with randoms on the streets who dared disrespect Mikey and toman which in turn annoyed his division captains since he tried to do things alone and didn't listen to them.

But anyway that's kinda boring so let's say he was picking inner division fights with his captains. I think provoking Smiley, Pah and Peh is the easiest way to get kicked out of the 3rd and 4th divisions, they get wound up easily and inner division fighting is banned so the best way to sort it out would be to kick Sanzu out of the division.

I'm actually not sure about the first division, it could be that he talked about Kazutora negatively. I mean I'm pretty sure he wasn't in toman when it happened but he likely still would've known about it. But then again as you said he and Baji were on at least speaking terms when he left toman so he can't have upset him badly.

As for Mitsuya, that is a difficult one. I don't think Mitsuya would kick him out just for being a bad sibling, if anything I think that would just make Mitsuya try harder with him, it's likely that Mitsuya never even knew though. It would be some coincidence for Mitsuya to find out. There's a chance he clashed with Hakkai instead to get kicked out. But really who knows.

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #haruchiyo sanzu #tokyo revengers spoilers

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Askgame 001: Seija/Shinmyoumaru

When I started shipping it if I did: Right when the full version of DDC came out, so... more than 10 years ago... It's hard to believe it's been a full decade LOL

My thoughts: They've been my favorite touhou pairing ever since then so I have a lot of thoughts, but in general I think they're one of the most interesting relationships in the series (and ZUN's favorite in DDC apparently >:3), whether it's interpreted as romantic or not. That being said, there's clearly some kind of affection or attachment in canon given how much they've interacted and how they stuck together in the end despite how things started, and that makes me really happy. I love the push and pull, the "we're partners in crime and then I turn on you and then we're together again etc" of it all... It's just really really good.

The other day I was talking with a friend about the amount of canon content they got for a duo that isn't made of main or recurring characters, and it's actually... a lot... A lot more than I would've believed 10 years ago at least!!

Things done in fanworks that annoy me: I'm not super vocal about it because I did it too back in the day, when there wasn't much to work with besides DDC's basic plot, but with everything we got now I have a hard time enjoying works where Shinmyoumaru's just a poor victim of Seija's lies and nothing else. Or the other way around where there wasn't any conflict and manipulation at all, although that's much more rare lol (but I've seen it)...

Things I look for in fanworks: The main appeal to me nowadays is how they change one another in a way that just wouldn't happen in their interactions with other characters, so I'm very fond of works where her meeting with Seija allowed Shinmyoumaru to finally know freedom, or how Seija somehow both mellows and gets worse when Shinmyoumaru's around, etc. Something else I love to see is pre-DDC works where Shinmyoumaru is aware of Seija's lies but rolls with it anyway. I think it goes well with the previous thing of Shinmyoumaru finally getting to live the life she wanted; she gains something from being a pawn anyway, so why would she care?

Also I am a very simple person and seeing Shinmyoumaru sitting on Seija's shoulder or Seija holding her in her hands (and being gentle as she does so, unconsciously) is always the best to me and I hope people continue drawing/writing that. I eat it up

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Realistically, no one lol. I love what happens when you add Reimu to the equation (and Marisa for even more of a mess), and Reimu/Seija is by far my favorite rarepair, but I don't think any of it would work the way seishin could work (with all its ups and downs, but work nonetheless)...

My prefered future/ending for them: I think they should stay the way they are forever :] I'm serious I think it's already perfect the way it is, with the push and pull and sometimes they fall down and they get back together and they annoy everyone in the process etc. I do think Seija's gonna outlive Shinmyoumaru eventually but that part isn't something I enjoy thinking about, as opposed to other pairs where it's a big aspect of it.

What is their favorite activity together: Going places they haven't seen before (mostly for Shinmyoumaru, I think Seija's been around long enough to know most of Gensokyo), and just moving outdoors in general. There's no way either of them can sit still inside for a while without going nuts. And there's more people to bother outside anyway!! I love pictures of Shinmyoumaru exploring nature and I think Seija who spends most of her time outdoors anyway would appreciate the company, regardless of what she says about it.

#big ass answer. because of course.#thank you for allowing me to ramble (sunglasses emoji)

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safyresky · 5 months

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I am so ?????????

Finally watched the episode! UM. What in the fuck??? What?? The fuck??? Um???? I cannot really put into words the feeling I am having but I have a great emoji for it! 🤨🤨🤨

That's the vibe, lads.

So the Council. Ho boy. WOW. Allow me to just go OFF for a moment here :) :) :)

THEY CANNOT INTERFERE? THEY WILL NOT INTERFERE? HELLO?????

THE SAME COUNCIL THAT WAS SO KIND AND SUPPORTIVE TO SANTA DURING TSC2.

WITH THE TOOTH FAIRY WHO GAVE HIM A LIFT BACK NORTH.

MOTHER NATURE LITERALLY MARRYING SCOTT AND CAROL AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT.

OFFERING TO HELP SANTA MAKE UP THE DIFFERENCE WHEN THEY WERE BEHIND OR WHATEVER IN TSC2

THE COUNCIL THAT WAS LIKE "NO YOU CAN'T STOP BEING SANTA UR SO GOOD AT IT!"

THE SAME COUNCIL THAT CHARLIE WAS ABLE TO CALL UP ON CHRISTMAS EVEN FOR SOME EXTRA HELP? NO QUESTIONS ASKED>?

WOULD NOT HELP THE ELVES WITH MAD SANTA????

SO LA BEFANA, WHO WAS APPARENTLY ALSO A LEGENDARY FIGURE TOO (which is giving age old fanfics vibes lmao, not sure that's a good thing???? more at 10) HAD TO DO A ROBBERY? BECAUSE THEY WOULDN'T HELP?? BECAUSE THEY APPARENTLY CAN'T INTERFERE?????

WHEN THEY DO INTERFERE A LOT? SEE: THE ENTIRETY OF TSC3 WHERE THEY HAVE A MEETING BC OF SOME CARDBOARD STANDEES AND BAD WEATHER????? AND YOU ARE TELLING ME. THAT THEY WILL NOT INTERFERE WITH:

MAD SANTA ATTACKING THE POLE

EASTER BUNNY BEING TURNED INTO A BUNNY AND THEN A LEMON

EASTER BUNNY'S BASKET BEING STOLEN

EASTER BUNNY BEING KIDNAPPED

CRAZY AMOUNTS OF SANTA MAGIC ALL UNACCOUNTED FOR IN THE R E A L WORLD?????

SANDMAN MAGIC BEING USED ON SANDMAN?

BILLIONS OF SNOW GLOBES FILLED WITH CHRISTMAS MAGIC POPPING INTO THE REAL WORLD AND BEING GIFTED TO HUMANS?

THE WHOLE SIMON THING LAST SEASON?????

THEY WOULD NOT INTERFERE??? WHAT IN THE FUCK!!!!! It's funny, because like. When I was rage fic-ing post S1, I was thinking that the Council, given Scott being...SCOTT, had stopped talking to him as much bc tscs!Scott sucks so bad!! He 100% would've made comments that deffs did not sit well with ANY of the other Council Members, I mean, look at how he treated Cupid and Sandy! I'd hate to be on THAT Council during Covid, YIKES.

But like. GOD. @lmelodie you were SO RIGHT about Council stans being pissed bc I am MAD PISSED. ALSO, JUST LEARNT THAT I AM APPARENTLY A V BIG COUNCIL STAN!! (Checks out I suppose given my fic writing and reading habits, lol).

It's just so MADDENING and INFURIATING and SADDENING, IT'S ACTUALLY REALLY REALLY SAD TO SEE THAT T H I S IS HOW THEY'RE REACTING TO NOT BEING ABLE TO GET ALL THE COUNCIL MEMBERS BACK. Like, GOD, if you're unable to properly use them in the story JUST DON'T USE THEM AT ALL. I am once again REJOICING that the Millers have been left untouched, thank GOD for that!

AND ANOTHER THING (took a kitchen cleaning break and got all annoyed about loopholes). IF RESIGNING AS A LEGENDARY FIGURE ALLOWS YOUR POWERS TO WORK ON OTHERS, WHY WOULD THEY THREATEN JACK WITH THAT IN THE THIRD MOVIE? WOULDN'T YOU WANT HIM TO KEEP HIS TITLE SO THAT HIS POWERS WOULDN'T WORK ON THE REST OF YOU, INCLUDING SANTA?!?!?!?!?! THIS SHIT DOESN'T LINE UP! IT DOESN'T! LINE! UP! MY GOD! THIS SERIES IS MY VILLAIN ORIGIN STORY! THIS SERIES IS WHY PEOPLE NEED TO STOP REBOOTING OLD THINGS! 80% OF THE TIME IT'S A MISS! THAT'S TOO MUCH RISK! TOO MUCH!! AH!

I THINK I'M DONE YELLING ABOUT THE COUNCIL. PROBABLY NOT TBH. BUT FOR NOW I'LL CALL IT. GOD, I MEAN, I KNEW WHEN WE LEARNT WE'D BE SEEING SOME OF THEM THEY WOULD NOT MAKE IT OUT UNSCATHED BUT DAMN! DAMN! MORE RETCONNING LORE! DAMN!

eurhgjrbewhfnujqncwje nsdjk. GOD I'm EXHAUSTED. My brain itches. I was thinking of lobotomys today. I wonder why (/sarcasm)

(it was bc of a shitty patron at work but this just adds to the freudian slips)

UGH. Ick. Yuck. Moving on (impossible for me but we're gonna TRY!)

Elves vs Gnomes

So. The backstory thing. I just. It's cool lore but it leaves more questions than answers and just makes things SO CONFUSING. AS A DISCLAIMER: GO OFF BETTY, WE LOVE TO SEE HER BEING A BADASS. BETTY! HELL YEAH! WE HERE AT SAFYRESKY INDUSTRIES LOVE TO SEE BETTY THRIVING!

Now for the wank. From a LORE PERSPECTIVE. EURGH.

They drop that Mad Santa was a good Santa until he thought everyone was ungrateful and implemented coal and became buds with the gnomes, who apparently ran the coal mines. The gnomes get in his head and prey on his paranoia. Paranoia of WHAT. I've not done a second watch and I don't think I will because I don't actually want a lobotomy despite them being on my mind today a little too much tbh, so maybe i missed that bit, but like, come ON. We can do better in terms of giving antagonists a believable descent into villainy! GOD!

And the trap scene, that was so needlessly drawn out. They should have held him in the trap, Betty revealed her badass self, had Magnus taunt and THEN boom, Befana ALREADY THERE, and she nutcrackers his ass.

Also, calling it NOW. Not ONLY will Sandy un-nutcracker Cal, but she's deffs gonna re-nutcracker Magnus. I bet it'll be like a reversal spell or something lmao

BUT YEAH the lore for the elves around Mad Santa's reign is not quite hitting with me, I gotta say! I am not a fan of it and every time I see it (Betty and Noel aside bc they of course SHINE) it leaves me very :\. It just. Doesn't seem to hit? Or really work? It's just so convoluted to me and goes against everything they said NOT JUST in the movies but LAST SEASON AND ALSO IN INTERVIEWS ABOUT THE SERIES BEFORE TI CAME OUT! It's infuriating y'all. GOD. "A war we didn't see coming" wow, the gnomes and Pyros sure do have something in common, eh? 🤔🤔

Cal and Sandra

God, I love them. They're so funny. Cal is like destroying his room and Sandy is like BRO what the FUCK and HELPS HIM HUNT DOWN THE VEST WITH SANTA MAGIC!! USING HER BEFANA TRAINING! AND THEN HE HELPS HER MAKE UP WITH BEFANA! By lying, of course, so he can go be stupid and heroic and GET NUTCRACKER'D (they nutcrackered my boy ): BUT I LOVE THE WAY THEY SUPPORT EACH OTHER

And the almost hug that turned into punches, lol. That's so Toph coded. We love to see it!

We DON'T love to see Cal DOING THAT! THOUGH! I DID LOVE HIS SCENE WITH KRIS. I'm really hoping, given that he and Cal got duct tapped together and he knows Cal's been nutcrackered, that they give him more of a role, you know? Honestly, it'd be neat if they made Kris the next Santa! I think he'd fit the bill quite well! And then Cal could have his odd job montage and, you know, cross guard and sail on a cruise ship and such. I am VERY intrigued with this pairing, as an aside. Kris and Cal? There's potential. They're gonna fuck it up I'm sure, but we have some DANK POTENTIAL HERE

Sandra and Befana

I'M SO GLAD THEY CHATTED! I am still v much like Sandra did NOTHING wrong and Befana overacted, but I'm glad they talked. Interesting stuff about the magic taking a tole/consequences. Mad Santa really do be out here messing up the balance of things huh? And Mother Nature WON'T intervene. GOD. I know it's bc they probz couldn't get the rest of the ALIVE actors back but like. THEN WHY EVEN USE SOME OF THEM? YEESH. ANYWAY

I'm excited to see how Sandy and Befana manning home base goes! I'm glad they talked and hopefully they can un-lemon EB and just be general badasses around the Workshop, lol.

BUT YEAH. OVER ALL. ARGH. I AM ONCE AGAIN SEEING POTENTIAL, BUT KNOWING THAT IT WON'T BE REACHED IS ACTUALLY LIKE. DEVASTATING.

ALSO. I HATE THAT I WAS RIGHT ABOUT MAD SANTA GETTING TO THE POLE IN EPISODE 6. ARGH

#dani speaks #dani watches tscs #tscs spoilers #tscs #the santa clauses #tscs crit #i just finished watching tsc2 and like #wow. what a drop in quality from the movies to the SERIES #it's actually insane #anyway. gonna stew. gonna continue to imagine cs verse kicking ass in tscs verse #maybe i'll post the thing about it in my drafts. idk. it's pre season 2 so. idk!!!

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really not sure how I feel about the ending to travelers, or the show as a whole. it has such a fascinating concept and builds an incredibly rich world off of that, but there are so many pitfalls to how it's constructed. I've never seen such a rollercoaster of quality that's SO rapid. i'm talking 10 to 1 in the space of a minute and back again, over three entire seasons. insane. LONG POST INCOMING

good stuff:

the direction is amazing. visually, the show is beautiful, and sets up shots that are consistently creative and designed to depict the emotion the scene is supposed to evoke, which I've never seen done so artistically. we'll see half of marcy's face when she's lying. we'll see kathryn filtered through soft light when maclaren looks at her. blood and sunlight is shown in stark contrast. action scenes have moments of intense stillness in the middle, which make the violence so much more shocking. philip's addictive eye-drop medication is always shown dripping down his face like tears. standout eps for stuff like this are '17 Minutes', and 'Protocol 3'.

fairly anti-copaganda for the most part. it's rare to see.

the acting is wonderful. jared abrahamson (trevor), reilly dolman (philip) and jennifer spence (grace) especially blew me away. trevor's dual energy of sprightly teenager and wise old man had to be very difficult to get right, but it was done perfectly. when he stares down his host's abuser in 'Update' his eyes were nearly black; you could imagine a 400 year old man and the rage he must have accumulated through centuries of hardened existence. philip was a character who wasn't allowed to live up to his potential, and I will be repeating this, but the scenes he had were devoured. he had an addiction to multiple substances, he was mostly ignored by his team despite being the most crucial member, and he had not a single friend outside of his fellow travelers. the agony of all of this was portrayed to perfection. grace fulfilled a role that is normally given to a paunchy white guy, an annoying genius who gets away with inappropriate behaviour because they're clever. [the rodney mckay effect, one of many stargate echoes in this show, thank you brad wright.] she was absolutely hilarious and brought light to a very grim show at times.

the traveler missions were excellent. the pacing in these scenes was great, the plots were generally airtight, and the awareness of the audience's intelligence was thrilling to witness. i figured out mysteries exactly when I was supposed to, a few minutes before the fallout - so you see how the dominoes will fall, and you see how nobody could have caught them. SO on theme for this show. the one moment that did catch me off guard was maclaren's birthday party in s1. oh my god I was so mad at the gotcha jumpscare, it annoyed the hell out of me lmao

bad stuff:

my main gripe. this show is called travelers. this show spends only about 50% of its runtime with solely travelers. the rest of the time is spent with david (marcy's boyfriend who doesn't know she is from the future and possessing the real marcy's body), kathryn (who also doesn't know her husband, maclaren, is not her husband) and jeff (an abusive alcoholic who consistently tries to beat up his ex girlfriend, who is also now a traveler.) these people completely take over the show. they have multi-season arcs and entire episodes revolving around their problems with marcy/maclaren/carly, often domestic. attempts to give philip and trevor stories outside traveler missions are abandoned sometime around s2. when these civilian characters were abducted together in s2 I literally started calling them the Avengers of Being Annoying. I've said it before but imagine how awful the show leverage would've been if 20 minutes out of every episode sophie, nate and eliot left to talk to their individual spouses about their relationship problems.

there wasn't even a serious confrontation about the consent issues surrounding the takeover of someone's life - especially assuming a sexual or emotional relationship with that person's loved ones. like that should have been a huge ethical dilemma removed from simply possessing a previously dying body. like why are you now fucking your host's wife like it's ok??? you're not him and she doesn't know you????

it was grim. it was also very clear that david was a favourite, some writer had a crush on marcy's actress, and some other writer was apologising to his wife through the maclaren/kathryn storyline. or maybe I'm just a hater. idk

this show had an amazingly compelling narrative, but it sacrificed a great deal when it comes to character stories. these characters were established very well, and built up over season 1 to have great depth and rich histories... and then we never explored most of it. we don't know the original genders of philip, maclaren or marcy. we don't know about the families of philip or maclaren. we don't know if the main 5 knew each other well or just trained before coming to the past. the future is almost a complete mystery and that was what made it cool in season 1; by the finale? fucking annoying.

these characters' most emotional moments and deepest relationships happened with the 21st century people they emotionally abducted. idk why. maclaren had no reason to stay with his host's wife. trevor could have freed himself from high school sooner. carly (with philip's help) could have gotten rid of jeff very quickly. I don't know why they insisted on this aspect of the show when the main cast were so underdeveloped and remained so for 3 seasons. this, more than anything, made the finale seem very hollow. the main 5 were coworkers, and apart from philip, and occasionally trevor, marcy and carly, they weren't that invested in each other's wellbeing outside of their efficiency as agents. this was not the found family I signed up for.

basically:

7/10 show for me. very visually gorgeous, as mentioned, and besides the kathryn and david of it all, very tightly written. thanks for saving the world, I suppose. I'm going to go look at the sky.

#travelers netflix #netflix travelers #philip pearson #trevor holden #grant maclaren #marcy warton #carly shannon #traveler 3468 if I ever see you it's on sight. you should have stayed with carly. it's insane that you didn't #philip was originally a 50 year old lesbian. to me. marcy was a 37 year old bi man.#maclaren was originally a straight guy but he was also 25. this explains a lot when you think about it. THINK about it #the fact that they never explored the mess that would come from changing genders or having a sexuality that does not align with your host's #utterly tedious. white man writer's syndrome. they can't imagine the world not catering to them.#the way philip talks about his host 'this young man'............. like...........#i know the number sequence makes it so marcy's the youngest but i need it to be maclaren. he is very much a little shit #imagine exploring the differences between yours and your host's bodies.......... hall could've been an 18 year old girl.#boyd could've been a 45 year old man with a wife and kids. WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING COOL WITH THAT.#imagine marcy and david's relationship but marcy tells him she's a gay guy from the future. a conversation for the ages. and we missed that #going to travel to the past and tell brad wright to do this or there will be a plague outbreak in 2020. back in a sec #(meant to say this show REEKED of stargate universe. even the close up shots like I WAS THERE. I WAS IN THE TRENCHES)

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glassofspoiledmilk · 5 months

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Going gold | Yuri P

Chapter 9, Practice Ice | TW Language

"Get up we have practice" a voice said as my eyes flickered open.

When my vision fully cleared I saw Yuri standing above me with two cups of coffee, one in each hand.

"I got you coffee" he said nonchalantly as he placed the cup in his right hand down on the nightstand next to me.

"Thanks" I say as I sit up.

"Hey Yuri where did you sleep?" I asked as I sipped on my coffee.

"On the floor" he replied as he sat down on the bed across from me.

"Why" I asked "i can't imagine that being comfortable".

"Because im sure as hell not sleeping next to you" he spat.

"What's so bad about sleeping next to me?" I replied, annoyed.

"You kick in your sleep, you take up the entire bed, and you snore" he added.

I rolled my eyes and took another sip of coffee.

I got up and walked over to my phone which was plugged in next to my suitcase.

The time was 10:30.

I usually don't sleep in this late..I guess I was jet legged.

I pulled out a pair of black leggings and a black long sleeve shirt. I walked over to the bathroom and went in to change. I brushed out my hair and pulled it back into a ponytail and threw on a headband to keep the flyaways at bay.

I did my skincare and makeup and then walked out to put on my sneakers.

Tomorrows the short program which means I really have to work today.

I did some basic stretches on the floor to warm up and after I was done I sat down on the bed again to scroll on Instagram.

Bzzz Bzzzz

**Incoming call from Mila <3**

I quickly accepted the call and stood up to make my way onto the balcony.

"Heyy!! How's France?" She says as enthusiastically as ever.

"It's really nice! The restaurants are soooo fancy" I say as I sit down in one of the chairs.

"Omg I'm so jelly I wish I got to go to France" she adds.

I laugh.

"Anyways, I saw the post of you and Yuri. Was I right? Do you have the hots for him?" She asked with a laugh.

I looked around to make sure he wasn't in earshot.

"No I don't it was just some crazed fan jumping to conclusions" I reply as my face burns red.

"Was she really jumping tho? I mean If I saw that that's what I would've thought" she adds.

"I don't like him." I say firmly.

"Alright alright, but I'm keeping my eye on you two" She laughs.

I roll my eyes with a smile.

"Anyway I've gotta get going, since yakov and Lilia are both there with you guys I'm stuck here with my bitchy choreographer who keeps yelling at me for checking my phone on break" she huffs.

"Alright I'll see you later" I laugh as she hangs up the call.

I walk back Inside and I see yakov, Yuri, and Lilia about to walk out the door.

"Where are you guys going practice ice isn't until 1:30?" I ask.

"I rented out one of their ballet room so I can condition the both of you." Lilia says as she zips up her coat.

Ugh.

I roll my eyes and grab my skating bag and coffee as they start to exit the room.

I run out of the room and over to the elevator where they all stood. The door opened and we all got in, Lilia pushed the button for the ground floor and we started to descend. I took a sip of my coffee and leaned against the wall as we moved.

When the doors opened we walked outside and onto the bustling street. There was a black car sitting on the side of the road and Lilia and yakov climbed into the front seats.

"When did you guys get this?" I ask.

"While you were sleeping" Yuri replies as he climbs into the seat next to me.

As Lilia started driving, I looked at the beautiful stores and bakery's along the street.

"Hey Yuri we should totally go out and shop after this!!" I say enthusiastically as I look over at him.

"Sure" he said not looking up from his phone.

When we got to the rink I grabbed by stuff and walked in. It was much bigger then the rink I usually practice at, it had four rinks, a full sized gym, and multiple ballet rooms. Lilia asked the receptionist guy where to go and he said to the fourth floor.

We walked up the many flights of stairs and went into one of the ballet rooms.

Lilia unpacked her stuff and Yuri and I got to stretching.

"Alright, today we will only be doing minor conditioning because I don't want to overwork your bodies before tomorrow, however you will still be going through your program choreography and jumps" Lilia says as we finish warming up.

"Y/N, you first" She added.

I groaned and walked over the the center of the room and took my starting position.

I started my program, and every time I messed up she made me restart.

By the time I did It fully correctly I was bent over panting from exhaustion.

"A-am I huff done yet?" I said as I tried to catch my breath.

"Yes, that was good enough. Yuri your up next."

Lilia said dismissively.

He groaned and walked over to the center of the floor.

I sat down in the corner of the studio with my bag and pulled out my water bottle. Through my chugging, I watch Yuri go through the same torture I had endured. However, every time Lilia said something he would retaliate which made her make him redo the program more times. I laughed at his antics from the corner, and in response he gave me a bitchy glare.

I watched him as he danced through his program, he was a very elegant dancer.

I know I will have to put up a fight to win more medals than him, but humbling him in the slightest is definitely worth it.

I put down my water bottle and slid into an elevated split so Lilia couldn't complain I was slacking off. I grabbed my phone and took a picture of Yuri angrily dancing and posted it on Instagram with the caption "training! 🤍 @yuriplisetsky" and posted it.

I knew damn well he would flip out would he saw it, but it was just too funny.

After Yuri finished his program Lilia had us run through jumps, mostly the quads and triples because those were worth the most. By the time we finished that, we had about 5 minutes until our practice ice. Still in the ballet room, me and Yuri laced up our skates. We then headed down to the first floor and walked into one of the rinks.

"You two head out, we will be there in a minute" Lilia said.

Yuri and I stepped out onto the ice and stroked around to get a feel for the area. I did some single jumps to warm up, and then Lilia an yakov came onto the ice.

"Y/N you will be entering from over here and you will be facing that wall when you start your program" Lilia said as she pointed to the wall at the end of the rink.

"Go get in position, we'll run through your short program first" she added as she skated off to the side.

I skated to the center of the ice, facing the wall she pointed too. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Yuri skate off the ice and sit down on the fancy bleachers.

Lilia suddenly turned on the music and I started skating. I did my opening and then went straight into my jumps, which i landed almost perfectly. On my quad lutz I had 1/4 of a pre rotation which I didn't realize until Lilia yelled at me for after. I did some combo spins and then finished my program. I took my final position, huffing and panting out of breath.

I heard clapping from someone on the side.

I looked over to see yakov sitting next to Yuri clapping like he just watched the worlds greatest movie.

Yuri, however had his head sitting atop his hand and was scrolling on his phone.

I was kinda disappointed he didn't see.

"Alright you can go take a break, but tell Yuri to get on the ice when you get over there" Lilia said.

I skates off and threw my guards on over my blades so I wouldn't damage them on the metal bleachers.

"Hey Yuri, Lilia wants you on the ice" I say as I approach him.

"Alright" he says as he places his phone down.

I watched him as he slid on his gloves and fixed his ponytail. He got up and walked away, paying no attention to me. I sat down in his spot and was immediately met with boredom.

Out of curiosity, I picked up his phone.

I opened to his Lock Screen and saw messages from "Grandpa ❤️" and "Otabek 😎" but as I scrolled I saw multiple messages from "Mila 🖕" sent to him about 5 minutes ago.

I guessed at his password, but ended up shutting his phone down for 2 minutes. Then I had the genius idea to pull up a photo of him and use Face ID. I opened up my phone and scrolled onto his Instagram and pulled up a photo he posted while we were shopping at the mall. I held it up to the camera on his phone and surprisingly, it worked. I tapped on Mila's messages and the blood drained from my face when I read them

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Mila 🖕

Mila🖕

Dude just ask her out already!

Are you kidding me? she'd never say yes

Mila 🖕

Shes literally your biggest fan why the hell would she say no?

She's not my biggest fan

Mila🖕

Yea I'm pretty sure she is

Regardless I'm not doing it

Mila 🖕

You suck

🖕🖕🖕

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I stared in shock as I read through the messages. Who was this fan he wanted to ask out? And why didn't he tell me? I turned off his phone and slammed it down against the bleachers. I felt a burning betrayal in my stomach.

Why hadn't he told me?

I angrily stood up and walked off to the bathroom.

As I got down to the last step on the bleachers Yuri came walking off the ice.

"Hey Y/N did you see that I landed all my quads perfectly, you better be really to lose tomorrow" he said confidently as he wiped the snow off his blades.

"Ecstatic" I replied with a depressed tone as I passed him by.

He stopped wiping and watched me as I walked away. I didn't care, I just wanted to be far away from everyone. I walked into the women's bathroom next to the stairs and locked myself in one of the stalls. I pulled out my phone and dialed milas number.

"Hello?" She said as she picked up her phone.

"Who does Yuri want to ask out" I say sternly.

"W-what are you- I can't tell you that's that's private!" She exclaims "And how did you even know that Yuri wanted to ask someone out?".

"I went on his phone while he was running through his program and saw messages from you" I said as I shrunk down the wall.

"Look Y/N I'm really sorry but it's not my place to say anything..but don't pester Yuri about it, he's been really stressed because of it" she adds.

"I've gotta go, I'll call you later" she says as she hangs up the phone.

I lower the phone from my ear and onto the floor. I was overwhelmed by a million different emotions that nothing felt real. The world felt like it was crumbling from the inside out.

I felt a single tear shed from my eye.

I wiped it away as I sniffled and picked my phone up off the floor. I feel bad for Yuri, he dosent deserve to be stressed about asking a girl out, but I just don't understand why he wouldn't tell me.

I felt my phone vibrate and light up with a notification

"New message from: Yurio 😾"

The message read: "you ok?"

I unlocked my phone and quickly replied with "yea I'm fine, just felt sick".

I stood up off the floor and walked out of the stall. I looked at myself in the mirror and wiped away my slightly smudged mascara.

I walked out of the bathroom and over to the ice, where Lilia was standing.

"Where were you?" She said sternly as I walked onto the ice.

"In the bathroom, I wasn't feeling good" I stutter out.

"Well I hope your feeling better now because you need to run through your free program" she adds.

"Yea alright"

#yuri on ice #figure skating #fluff imagine #grand prix #oneshots #x reader #yuri plisetsky x reader #yurio plisetsky #victuuri #wattpad

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I'm going to share an anecdote that I'm slightly worried will prove I'm judgemental, but it's something that I've wanted to share for a while. The memory just keeps turning over in my head. I'll put the first part of it above the read more, and the potentially judgemental part below.

Once when I was a kid (somewhere between third and fifth grade; or ages 8-10 for people not familiar with the US school system), I got into an elevator with an old "grandpa-age" man in my apartment building. He saw my backpack and school uniform and asked me, smiling, what I was learning in school.

So, since I had just come from school, I told him about the lesson that had stayed in my mind from the day's classes. I think it was a lesson from science class because it was one of my favorite subjects.

The man blinked in surprise. After a pause that was just long enough to make me wonder if I had said something wrong, he then admitted, "You're the first child in years to actually tell me what they're learning in school. Every time I ask, they usually say, 'Nothing much,' and then I joke about it."

While I was glad to be a "good" or "smart" kid in that instance, I was also a little annoyed on behalf of some of the other kids he had done this to. It seemed condescending to expect the kids to "fail" your prompt. And maybe those kids had had a bad or long day at school. Or they'd be so overwhelmed by the choice of what to talk about! Each school day has at least four or five classes crammed into it. It felt unfair, even though I had succeeded at the interaction.

Fast forward to a couple months ago.

At a New Year's gathering, I'm speaking to a cousin of mine whom I'm not too familiar with, but he's not far from how old I was when I was confronted with that old man's question.

Not knowing what else to talk about, I decide to ask him about school. However, since it's currently winter break, I decide to keep things vague. I ask him what his favorite class from school has been since his new grade started.

After a small pause, he says, "Lunch." No elaboration.

I blink, processing this, before I let out a chuckle. OK, no problem, I remember thinking like this. "Lunch is my favorite subject" is a common joke among young students. I remember my classmates making this remark. I remember sympathizing with it on bad days. Sure, this kid wasn't smiling when he said it and looked... pretty serious, but let's set that aside for now.

Not wanting to say something potentially rude like, "OK, for real, what actual class is your favorite?", I decide to ask, "All right, how about... what has been the most challenging subject you covered since the grade started?"

After another small pause, he says, "P.E."

And nothing else. Not another word, not another letter.

I think I dumbly muttered, ".... Gym?" before his mom burst in to say that he's been getting such good grades in his math class, and that he's well on his way to being in the advanced portion of the math class, and more stuff that flew in the face of how utterly disinterested he looked. Sure, I trusted his mom that he was doing well, but what did that matter? He didn't even back his mom up in the subjects she was talking about, agreeing or disagreeing, or use that as a jumping off point. He just... didn't care.

I want to make it clear that I wasn't just expecting a peppy response of something that interested him, like I gave those years before. I would've accepted a grumbling complaint about a tricky subject that was stumping him. Or a slightly exhausted recount of a subject that took forever, but that he finally got through. Maybe a description of a project he did before winter break, something that he'd more immediately remember because of hands-on involvement. Hell, I would have even been more accepting of "P.E." because yeah, that's intensive! I've got my fair share of stories about gym class. He could've told me what games he likes the most, or which ones he dreaded needing to play.

I would've accepted nearly anything other than one word answers and an expression that implied he might as well have gotten the severance procedure, but for school.

I think I'm doomed to be that joking old man when I'm older.

#this is me

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valeriele3 · 1 year

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Yello~ eheh. How are you?

Can I request a HC of s/o who does and design cute nail art to either Hiiro, rinne, Kaname or Kohaku 👀 honestly anyone in the crazy b or Alkaloid eheh.

What does normal au mean.

Hiiro Amagi x GN!Reader x HiMERU (separated)

Hello hellooo I'm doing alright as always! Also pls forgive me I suck at writing and this is super ooc

By normal au I meant no au's like the self-aware and yandere au. Like it's just the canon with the reader added in. (Your request is basically an example of this)

Note: I realized I didn't make it hc form when I was about to post so there's a little scenario included ig

When Hiiro found out about your passion for nail art he fully supported you even though he doesn't fully know what it means

Hiiro would be the type to accept your offer/proposal to do his nails without knowing what it means

Hiiro would sit there patiently following your commands

He would watch you work on his nails with fascination and curiosity on his eyes

Once finished, he would be beaming with happiness

Would definitely show the rest of Alkaloid the result and throw neverending praises to you, on how talented, creative, and exceptional you are.

The praises would never stop I swear

He would now always ask you to do his nails

Please don't reject him he will pout and look like a kicked puppy

Overall 10000000000/10

"S/O..I've been wondering this for a while now, but what exactly are you doing?"

"Oh! I mean, I don't mind you holding my hand but Aira's been uhm..What was the word again..? Hmm..S-spam..? Ah, Aira has been spamming my phone"

"Shh..Don't move your hand."

"Omu" bfjskdj idk how to write Hiiro's little agreeing sound thing

"Don't worry love, I'm almost done"

gasp "S/O! You called me love! The others would love to hear this!"

"Anddd done!"

"Hiiro you can look at your nails now!"

Little example:

"Woah..They look good and cute S/O!" (*≧∀≦*)

"Right right? Ehe~ I made them a little based off of the card soldiers"

"Oh! Aira would probably love to see this. Can I show it to the others?"

"Of course! Just make sure to be careful as they aren't fully dried yet"

HiMERU would act like he doesn't care and isn't paying attention to what you're doing but trust me, he is

HiMERU would also act annoyed but he isn't. And appreciates that out of all the people you could've asked to do their nails you picked him.

HiMERU would think that he isn't worthy of this attention and love you're giving him as he isn't the real HiMERU

9.5/10 would be 10/10 if he wasn't degrading himself

"HiMERU has no time for this S/O" HiMERU says in fake annoyance

"Pleaseee you say that but you willingly sat down and gave me your hand" S/O teases

"Humph. HiMERU only did so because HiMERU knew you would not stop bothering HiMERU had HiMERU not accepted."

"Hmm..You have a point..I suppose.."

"Now just sit still and let me do my work k?"

" "I" wouldn't have agreed right away but I know "he" would with no hesitation"

"Hm? What was that HiMERU?

"I- HiMERU didn't say anything. Looks like you need to get your ears checked S/O"

Sigh "You're bullying poor ol' me again..How sad..I thought we would've gotten closer now that were dating Mr. I speak in third person"

"Alright alright..Stop glaring at me. I'm finished"

"Tada~ Super cute right?" ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

Example:

"It looks alright. Not the best though"

"Wha- I worked hard on that y'know! And It's super duperrr cute!"

"Really now? HiMERU wouldn't have guessed"

"Alright that's it! I'm going to rip off those nails of yours mr!" (๑•ૅㅁ•๑)

"Hey! Don't run away from me!" (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾

"I think it's cute and I'm sure he would agree too.."

Fun Fact: Blue roses are often used to symbolize mystery or the unattainable. And in love they are commonly associated with unrequited love

I wanted to write for the others too but I may or may not have gotten lazy..

I wanted the 2nd part to be Kaname but I chose to do HiMERU a.k.a mister I pretend to be my brother

I'm so sorry if this is far from what you expected! I honestly just accepted requests to try and better my poor writing

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gudakko · 5 days

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hanging some thoughts out in the void to dry

one thing ive been thinking more and more as I get older is the kind of people 10 years ago i would've called "normies" didn't deserve half the shit I'd think about them

i was a real chuuni back then and in hindsight i really don't get where id get that sense of superiority

you know people like that now have a lot of stability in their lives

they're done with their studies, they have pretty healthy social lives and already well on their way to start their lifelong careers

such an alien word to me that last one

i think the problem for me is more or a root issue

aside from the fact i didn't go on with my "academic life" i just struggle with the base concept of making something my own

that's kind of the whole thing really, both with jobs, degrees and even just hobbies

i have not seen another person ever talk about this kind of feeling before

people will get into things, spend time acquainting themselves with them and then they'll have that thing

It'll be something they know about with some confidence to the point they can speak about it to other people and even educate them to a degree if they were unfamiliar with it

This applies to any sort of hobby and game

I can't really say i feel that way about anything I'm "into"

if someone was to ask me things about any of those things I'd always have a looming sense of guilt for not being the right person for that question and could immediately think of someone better for it

so how do people confidently get into things? i know it takes time and effort but even things I've been into a long while and enjoy still don't feel *mine*

"someone is consuming this content better than i am" is what ill think

it's weird

i do like learning, memorizing things, learning a bit of this and that and storing that information as something I will know from that point onwards, but it's not enough

there's always the pervading feeling that anything i engage with i do so in an extremely superficial way and i don't know how to do better

i feel it might have to do with me often struggling to process information if it's presented a certain way

it's weird, it just makes me feel like im really stupid and obtuse but I know I like to learn things it's just so hard to look at them and not short circuit sometimes

It really does make me feel like I'm some kind of picky eater unable to process some things for no reason, it's really frustrating and i wish i knew how to get better at it

it makes me wish i wasn't so lazy and easily distracted at school too and that id just find "the right way" to learn things

but some days it'll really feel like that's just some part or setting of me that's always been there and is just supposed to work like that unfortunately

I also think i really exude this "superficiality" of mine to people

maybe they don't know what it is and can't quite put their finger on it but they can tell something is off and it makes communicating with me harder

maybe they can tell i won't be able to understand things the way they do and it just feels disheartening

people that have known me for long enough have come to know this and will sometimes talk down to me like im just some dumb kind and honestly while it was pretty annoying at first i realized i don't really have a comeback for it and they're not entirely wrong

did i just miss an important developmental step in information assimilation? i really think i might have

sometimes ill see people that make art or music, entirely new things that weren't there before

from nothing they made something that hadn't existed before up until now, and they just did that by themselves

i look at these people and i can tell they have a soul, it's undeniable proof to me that they do

I couldn't even begin to imagine the process behind something like that, both conceptually and practically

i wonder what that says about me

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deadaccount1211 · 4 months

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TD 2023 Review: The Final Chapter

Spoilers Down Below.

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Episode 9: I ain't gonna lie from the way they structured this episode in the beginning. I already knew Caleb was winning immunity.

Funny screenshot I grabbed ^.

I started off this season liking Mkulia because I saw it as an alliance between two equals. But ever since the cheating plotline, they've only ever used MK as a punching bag. And then the cherry on top is Julia eliminating her for a second time.

Left a sour taste in my mouth tbh. And I can believe the hockey bros were dumb enough to vote her off. But you're telling me that Julia somehow convinced Priya and Damien that MK is the bigger threat between the two? She literally told you guys she eliminated Nichelle. But consistency be damned I guess.

Episode 10: I kinda wish the memory game was more about remembering events that happened through the season and less press a button on a ipad.

This julia vs damien rivalry is cooking. It's about time Julia faced some opposition in this competition.

A bit ironic considering they're athletes but I don't think Wayne and Raj have done well in a single competition this season.

Priya admitting she knows Julia is manipulative and then proceeding to get manipulated by Julia. ://////////

Me going into the elimination scene: Oh so the praleb drama is resolved! Priya or Caleb is going home right?

???

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN DAMIEN GOT ELIMINATED? WHAT THE FUCK???

Ok Julia shared her immunity with Caleb. Vote off Priya? She won last season??? It's not that hard???

"Sorry bro we can't vote off Priya because she's in love with Caleb" WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT LOGIC? That's exactly why you should vote her off!

Damien running around the island looking for his idol and then getting dragged away screaming is legitimately pitiful to watch.

This season loves giving ppl undignified exits but this was the worst one of all.

I want to add on that I knew there was a very low chance Damien was gonna win given how his arc was structured. But this elim was bullshit, should've been Priya.

Episode 11:

Starting off the episode with the hockey bros saying they miss Damien is lame. Ya'll never interacted and you voted him off. Fuck off.

Julia starting an off screen alliance with Caleb is lame. I don't want to hear the excuse "They can only fit so much into 22 minutes." They did perfectly fine in S1? Why the steep downgrade in quality?

We finally get a non gen 1 cameo and it's fucking McArthur. God I hate this season.

This is the worst challenge of the season. This is the third time ya'll have done run around and be chased by animals challenge. At least nobody is farting this time around.

Maturing is realizing Raj was never gonna get a character arc and he's only here to be comedic relief. Sigh..

Julia being a challenge beast doesn't feel as fun as it did in S1. Probably because she's casually steamrolling the game rn.

They waited way too long to boot off one of the hockey bros. We literally only have two episodes left. How are they gonna be able to make wayne idependent and stand out on his own?

Episode 12:

Why is Julia so insistent on gaining Wayne's vote when she has the immunity idol?

Caleb really is whatever the plot demands him to be. He spent the first half of the season being a wannabe f boy. Now he wants to act all sweet n shit and say he don't wanna lie on Total Drama. Like please get the fuck out of here. Not even Millie was this annoying. Steroid ass freak.

Maybe it's the inner fanfic writer inside of me. But imagine if Damien was in this fear challenge and his final fear to overcome was Scary Girl. Would've been peak imo.

They're really giving Wayne a last minute character arc about learning how to be himself without Raj around.

Tennis Rivals cameo? Isn't RR supposed to be an in universe spinoff? Why are there more RR references than like Revenge or Pahkitew? Are those seasons getting swept under the rug?

They really tried to make this elimination suspenseful when we already know Julia has the idol.

I still like Priya overall. But i'd be lying if I said Season 2 makes it hard to do so. Besides a few mentions from Chris, her being a canonical winner has no effect on the story. Her storyline is a near identical repeat of last season but worse. Just change the genre from friendship to romance. And replace Millie with Caleb. It naturally ended in episode 10 but the writers wanted to stretch this shit as long as humanely possible so here's more problems for the two to overcome. I could go on and on but to sum it up, priya x caleb is ass.

The Finale:

Hmm. Who should I root for?

The guy who just became relevant last episode?

Generic romance plotline guy?

Overpowered villainess?

I like Julia the most out of these three. But a complete Julia steamroll would be mid. Like if she won S1, I'd be cool with that. Because she fought tooth and nail to get into the final 4.

First boot to winner is a neat idea but I don't want it wasted on a bad character like Caleb.

Wayne exists.

Wait so Ripaxel is still together? Why was she so distant towards him in their elimination episode? So Ripper legitimately quit for no reason then? And didn't Chris say last season if you quit then you owe him a million bucks? Is that never coming back up?

Say it with me everyone, "This season is ass!"

Team Caleb not giving a shit about him is so real.

Why is Julia surprised that only MK wants to be on her team?

I don't know how many of you have seen it. But there's this fanmade show called Disventure Camp. And the finale challenge for that show is almost identical to this one. Not accusing anyone of copyright.

I just thought it was interesting to point out.

Considering Chase's pizza obsession that got him eliminated in season one. Shouldn't he have been the one to go back for pizza? This season can't even remember the minor details.

I thought they were gonna do bald julia for a second lol. Mullet Julia looks cool though.

Wayne won. My honest reaction: :/

I can't be the only person who thinks it's sus that Terry McGurrin. The white straight ally who likes hockey. Wrote the final episode where the white straight ally who likes hockey wins. :/

People have been comparing his win to TDI Owen.

Owen was a goofball but at least he had a S Tier social game and interacted with loads of ppl (cody, gwen, trent, heather, duncan, izzy, noah)

And he was decent at the challenges. (dodgeball challenge, eating challenge)

Wayne sucked in every challenge and only talked to Raj and sometimes Julia.

Honestly might be the 2nd worst winner this series has ever had. Mike still holds the crown for worst winner.

If they really wanted an underdog finalist they should've went with Damien. He was an underdog and actually did shit in the game. And they built a rivalry for him and Julia. Only to throw it away immediately.

Kinda wish these were the two pairings instead of Ripaxel and Praleb.

I know they teased a S3. But if it's the same level of quality as S2, I don't want it.

#total drama #total drama 2023 #total drama spoilers

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