Stubbornly Hot-Headed
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Scenario:
Some people are really stubborn, but they pale in comparison to MC. Whose head is about as thick as a rock. Mix that with MC's anger issues, and we have a ticking time bomb. However only one person is able to reason with MC and that's their S/O.
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[OCTAVINELLE EDITION]
Azul Ashengrotto:
Azul is conflicted.
On hand he now has a third bodyguard, not that he particularly needs one.
But on the other hand, your constantly being hurt.
And on the other, other, hand you can cause a decline in his customers.
So he really is quite conflicted on your temperamental personality.
He did express these concerns to you after a lot of thought and anxiety.
And you do try your best to not be so quickly angered.
But when someone starts shit talking your boyfriend, you can only see red.
Everytime you get into a fight he makes sure to take care of your wounds whilst also lecturing you.
His favorite thing about you is probably your over protective and maybe even a bit possessive nature over him.
It has, on more than one occasion, made him blush as red as a tomato.
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Jade Leech:
Oh good heavens.
Your on your own with this my dude.
You shall never now a moment of peace in your life ever again.
Why? You might ask.
Well I'll tell you.
Because Jade is going to spend all if his free time studying you.
Testing your limits seeing just how far you can go before you become enraged by him.
But thus experiment was swiftly pushed aside when he realized the toll it had on your mental health.
Despite his very scary, often violent, and apathetic behavior he does hold some empathy for others.
Although this empathy is only given to a chosen few.
Once he comes to the realization he's hurting you he immediately stops what he's doing and begins to apologize and comfort you.
After that he does his best to never upset you too much ever again.
He doesn't ever shy away from a chance at teasing you though.
He doesn't particularly mind you fighting others all the time, he just doesn't want to deal with the repercussions of the fights.
Like the other student wanting to fight you again for example.
He deals with those who seek out a second beat down from you and gives them what they want.
Although I'd say a beat down from him is a lot more dangerous than one from you.
He loves that resting bitch face that you have. It truly compliments your caring personality towards the people you love.
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Floyd Leech:
Good luck my dude.
Because this man gives absolutely no fucks.
The moment he found out how much power he holds over you. You were done for.
He, like Jade, also loves to how far your patience with him can go before you start getting pissed off.
Turns out you don't get mad, you just cry.
Which is arguably worse in his opinion.
Once he found that out he makes sure never to take it too far.
Emphasis on too far becaIuse he's still gonna annoy you, that's just in his nature, but he won't go too far.
He prefers you to be laughing and or blushing not crying
If you get into a fight with another student he will gladly come fight with you.
A teacher will have to break up the fight because you and Floyd on the same team is very dangerous.
You both beat the shit out of everyone who dares to cross your paths.
If you get harmed during a fight he'll have Jade patch you up while he cuddles you from behind.
He finds your fighting face hot asf, and will often compliment you on it.
Which in turn makes you blush.
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at some point i will figure out how to write the post-canon, post-empire edelgard autonomy fic of my dreams. it just feels like a very big task and maybe like with playing the dane, i’m simply not old and traumatized enough to manage it yet.
but my vision is thus: it’s set years (realistically, decades) after the end of crimson flower, when everything has gone as right as it can possibly go. fódlan is thriving. the social reforms have taken effect. the nobility system is nearly eliminated, if not entirely so, with titles made merely symbolic. social mobility, welfare, and prosperity are high. there’s an explosion in arts and culture and technology. brigid and duscur have gained independence; relations with sreng and almyra are much improved; heck, maybe they've even figured it out with dagda. in my most idealistic version, leicester and faerghus would eventually be ceded back to become autonomous regions, essentially disbanding the adrestian empire. rule is no longer hereditary, but merit-based. there's a roadmap for the future, and everything is on track—and more than that, people at all points on the power spectrum have already seen it bear fruit. with or without edelgard, it will be pursued. there's buy-in. they believe.
of course, it's not perfect—nothing can be—but edelgard's vision has been fulfilled. the people are empowered. humanity is free. fódlan has healed.
and somehow, she's had enough time to resolve her goals outside of politics, too. those who slither in the dark have been eradicated. edelgard and lysithea's second crests have been successfully removed, allowing them to live if not full lives, then substantially longer ones than they would have with their twin crests intact. who knows—maybe she finally gets around to having that wedding.
point for point, every item listed in edelgard's manifesto has been checked off. the ghosts of her past have been laid to rest. she can finally take off her crown. she can finally pursue the quiet, humble life she's wanted for so long. she can finally breathe.
... but can she?
edelgard is nothing if not driven. her intelligence, vision, and sheer willpower allowed her to plan and execute a revolution against two countries and the most powerful institution on the continent, all while she was still a teenager. as royalty, her life was never truly hers even before she became heir to the adrestian throne, with all the additional baggage of survivor's guilt and the desire for vengeance and her need to ensure nothing that happened to her can ever happen to anyone else, ever again.
so what happens when that drive has no outlet? what happens when someone who has been constantly in motion, constantly working and planning and preparing every spare second of every day since she was fourteen years old, suddenly has to stand still? what happens when someone whose hands have been bound for so long—first literally in the dungeons of enbarr, then by the weight and responsibilities of her crown—is set free?
being edelgard, she would step away from the throne, no matter how hard it was for her to give up control. she's always been focused on the endgame, and she knows that if she doesn't let go, she'll be setting the wrong tone for fódlan's future. she's too devoted to that endgame to cling to power much longer than she needs to, though i could see her making some excuses and trying to iron out just a few more things to buy herself some more time to mentally prepare before she's done for good.
but who would she be then? who is the woman without the crown? what becomes of a machine once it is no longer needed, when it has made itself obsolete? what about when that machine is a person with legs and arms and an innate unwillingness to gather dust on a shelf?
what happens when you get everything you want? what happens when all your wanting has been for others to thrive, and now you have to want only for yourself? how do you discover who you are when you've spent decades being everything for everyone else? how do you find meaning again? how do you find purpose?
after a lifetime of devotion and passion and movement, how do you learn to sit with yourself, and be quiet, and be still?
gosh, i would love to meet her. i would love to pick her brain. but boy, i do not envy the work that girl has to do.
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Y’all ever think about at what point in the story Blanky first took Hartnell under his wing?
Part of me thinks it was happening in the background from the very beginning.
Hartnell demonstrates a feel for the ice right from Episode One when he’s the first to notice the descending pack ice, to understand the significance of it, and to call for Blanky’s advice.
But he’s also at his most vulnerable in those first few episodes. He’s rudderless and no doubt still grieving the loss of his brother. That’s half the reason he falls for Hickey’s manipulations at first and I have a hard time believing that any of that would’ve happened if he’d already had Blanky’s support behind him.
I think the more likely option is that it came about when they were abandoning/preparing to abandon the ships.
Hartnell’s grown a great deal already at that point - instead of dwelling in the past he’s very much looking forward to the future. He’s gained confidence and maturity but most of all, he’s absolutely full to the brim with hope and courage and I can see that being just as important in Blanky’s eyes as a knack for reading the ice.
At the end of the day, that hope and courage is what it comes down to.
I don’t think Hartnell would take up the challenge of learning the skills of an ice master in the first place if he wasn’t hopeful and completely convinced that he was going to survive.
But I also have to wonder if Blanky, particularly after his injury and particularly having a better idea than anyone of what lay ahead, decided to pass on his skill and knowledge because somewhere in the back of his mind he was convinced that he wouldn’t...
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july 7, 2021
1:15 p.m.
grant's house
[colm] wait, how do you have this recipe then?
[grant] i literally don't know. i found the note with it when i moved to los angeles before and, uh, it just said "xoxo, your boyfriend" at the bottom. like i know vaguely where it came from but my memory stops there.
[grant] now stop deflecting!
[colm] you first.
[colm] but alright, alright. you know the basic shit about my life, right? single mom, dad out of the picture, three siblings all with different baby daddies, and no other family because they disowned my mother for getting pregnant with me as a teen. the white trash experience. but wait, it gets worse.
[colm] my mom’s oldest brother was kind of still there, but not in any real fashion. more like: “sure, ellen, i suppose your son can sit at the back table at my pub and watch hurley on the television until his sisters are done with their after school activities and can walk them home.”
[colm] bastard. hey, ellen, i know you’re nearly homeless and your nine year old son is reading on the internet at the library how to make macaroni and cheese for dinner for all of you while you're busy waiting tables, but i won’t come over to babysit or nothing.
[colm] still, he let me over in the afternoons and was nice enough to teach me how to pour beers and such when i was the right age to do it, so here i am.
[colm] it’s really the only skill i have. despite my degree in philosophy, i was always a terrible student. i have the worst dyslexia known to man and my other jobs in the past were doing security at an airport and moving furniture. real impressive. so, this is miles better in pay and for my sanity.
[colm] besides, if we’re getting real emotionally squishy here, i was so lonely all the time growing up. nothing’s better for your social life than your mom always out working, no other family around, and having to turn down your friends’ invitations to hang out most of the time because you have to look after your siblings.
[colm] going to my uncle’s place was the least lonely place i ever was because all the old men who came as regulars felt bad for me and would talk to me. mostly about sports, but i like sports, so that was fine. i suppose you could say this place i own makes me feel a little less lonely as well.
[grant] i'm sorry things were so–
[colm] ahh, cut that shit out, it’s fine! i'd rather the man with a mammy who beat him not apologize to me about my childhood. i'm over it. fucking sucks but whatever. at least my guardian wasn’t my biological father. that piece of shit’s in prison for life for murder.
[grant] mur–
[colm] he got in with organized crime because he was broke and out of work. oh, and he was way older than my mom. surprise, surprise. classic stab city in the 90s. he actually tried to murder my mother once after she broke up with him, too. that day's hard to forget.
[grant] man, that sounds pretty bad. like egregiously bad. major childhood trauma bad.
[colm] old ellen’s alive.
[grant] uhhhhh, well, some person out there isn’t.
[colm] people.
[grant] oh.
[grant] oh my god.
[grant] anyway, uh, i was just going to say that i'm sorry you suffered. you deserved to have your needs met and you deserved stability and safety. i know nothing can be done about the past but that’s not a fair way for a child to grow up, even if your mother has reasons and explanations for it. and you don’t have to minimize it on grounds of other people’s experiences. bad is just that: bad. it’s not the sad childhood olympics here.
[colm] i really don’t care. i left all of that behind when i came here to live with shannon. you all are very nice to me. you’re my replacement family. you all mean a lot to me.
[colm] maybe replacement sounds bad...but, ah, well...
[colm] i can't believe i'm telling anyone other than shannon any of this bullshit. i feel absolutely disgusting.
[colm] sometimes when i was younger i'd look at other families and wish i had that. i used to wonder what it was like to have a family, and i suppose i finally understand. and it's nice.
[grant] i'm glad that you know we love you. you are a part of us. you are family. hell, i love you dearly. you're a great friend and a great person and you make shannon happy, which is important.
[grant] do you ever talk to your family? like your biological family?
[colm] yes and no. i invited them to the wedding and clearly you know they came. you were there. the only one i talk to often is molly but it’s because they’re the youngest and, well, the most like me, so i try to steer them away from making the same mistakes as me. that is, please don’t become a delinquent and please tell someone you think something’s wrong with your brain when you think there is.
[colm] my mother just pisses me off. i know she loves me and always has but she tries so much harder to show it now that i'm an adult and i can’t stand it. it’s overbearing. it's like, where was all this affection twenty years ago, ellen? and my other siblings...one’s fine, the other i don’t get along with.
[colm] don’t go apologizing about that either.
[grant] i won’t. but i get it. family relationships are complicated. siblings are difficult sometimes.
[colm] do you have–
[grant] i have two sisters. and yes, i don’t talk about them, like, ever. now continue what you were saying!
[colm] don’t get me wrong, i love all of them. i'd die for them. i might not want to talk to them much but i'm not disloyal or nothing. but because i love them, i reserve the right to admit when they’re obnoxious or what they’ve done wrong. it’s a disservice to all of us to lie and say i'm so happy with them and that we get along swimmingly.
[grant] so...you’re admitting things weren’t great.
[colm] i'm alive and not all the way fucked up. that’s good enough.
[colm] but thank you. i know you mean it. you’re like shannon and you say it because you care, not because you pity me, which is what a lot of others do. i do appreciate it.
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