#I’m learning how to own up for my mistakes and apologize for hurting others

[psychee92]

How Azriel/Elain in the Bonus POV mirror Ruhn/Lidia in HOFAS | Spoilers

I haven't posted anything in years, but the release of HOFAS—and all the crumbs we've gotten, everything we've learned that will directly impact future ACOTAR events—brought me back.

I might post more in the upcoming weeks, but wanted to first share something with my Elriels because I'm tired of the narrative being spun about Azriel's Bonus POV.

Beware: HOFAS spoilers under the cut

This is a scene between Ruhn and Lidia. It reminded me a lot of what happens between Azriel and Elain in his bonus POV, including how they react to each other.

He took one more step, and he could see her trembling. With fear or restraint, he had no idea. “Lidia,” he murmured, in front of her at last, and she closed her eyes, the pulse in her throat fluttering. Her scent shifted—like flowers unfurling under the morning sun. That scent was pure arousal. His cock tightened painfully.

vs.

Azriel's fingers lingered at her nape, atop the first knob of her spine. Slowly, Elain pivoted into his touch. Until his palm lay flat against her neck. 

Azriel's cock strained behind his pants, aching so fiercely he could hardly think. He prayed she didn't peer down. Prayed she didn't understand the shift in his scent. 

And

He didn’t care that they were in the middle of a hallway with his awful cousins running amok. He slid a hand onto her waist, nearly groaning at the steep curve, the way it fit his hand perfectly.

vs.

Wrong -- it was so wrong.  

He didn't care.

He nearly groaned with relief and need as he lowered his head toward hers. 

And

She kept her eyes closed, her pulse still flickering. So he took his other hand and tilted her head to the side. Leaned down and brushed his mouth over that fluttering spot.

Her breathing hitched, and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head. She tasted … fuck. He needed more. His teeth grazed the soft skin of her throat, and his tongue skimmed along the space just under her ear. His cock throbbed in answer.

vs.

Azriel's hand slid up her neck, burying in her thick hair. Tilting her face the way he wanted it. Elain's mouth parted slightly, her eyes scanning his before fluttering shut.  

Her arousal drifted up to him, and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head at the sweet scent. He'd beg on his knees for a chance to taste it. But Azriel just stroked her neck again.  

And

Her body loosened, pliant in his hands, and her head tipped a little further to the side. An invitation. He licked up the column of her throat, hand drifting from her waist down to her ass—

vs.

"Yes," he said, his thumb sweeping in long strokes along the side of her throat. 

Elain shuddered, drifting closer. So close one deep breath would brush her breasts against his chest.

Offer and permission.

And

She stiffened. Pulled away.

He stood there like a fucking moron, panting slightly, cock fully hard and straining against his pants, and she just … stared at him. Wide-eyed.

“I …” He had no idea what to say. What to do.

vs.

Rhys vanished, and Azriel was left standing before Elain, who still awaited his kiss. His stomach twisted as he pulled his hand from her hair  and stepped back. Forced himself to say, "This was a mistake.”

She opened her eyes, hurt and confusion warring there before she whispered, "I’m sorry."

“You don't -- Don't apologize,” he managed to say. "Never apologize. It's I who should…”

And

“Good night,” he rasped, and turned to his own room before he could make a greater fool of himself.

She didn’t stop him.

vs.

He shook his head, unable to stand the bleakness he'd brought to her expression. "Goodnight.”

Azriel winnowed into shadows before she could say anything

And the part that caught my attention the most:

His head swam. This female had so much blood on her hands, yet—

vs.

[...] that he knew she had no idea that he had done unspeakable things that sullied his hands far beyond their scars. 

The funny thing is, the Ruhn and Lidia interaction is VERY similar to the Nesta/Cassian interaction in Cassian's bonus POV—AND an interaction between Rowan and Aelin. And yet, some still refuse to see what's right in front of them.

Either way, HOFAS has been amazing so far, and I cannot wait to see what the future will hold.

#elriel #pro elriel #pro elain #hofas spoilers #daynight

[vendettaparker]

I Don’t Care

summary: just a silly, harmless tiktok prank on peter... right?

warnings: very very slight angst (like so little idk if this should even be a warning), possible typos 

word count: 718

a/n: i wrote this before my hiatus and didn’t like it that much, but then i recently reread it and i liked it so here it is :)

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Tiktok pranks. It was simple; you loved them, Peter hated them, and everyone at least got some sort of entertainment from them. 

Of course, with a boyfriend as sensitive as Peter, there were times when the pranks may have been a bit much or went a little too far. Like the time you “broke up” with him using a Tiktok audio. Or the time you held pasta in your mouth and then asked him to crack your back—that one scarred him. He thought he’d broken your back or something and it only took all of ten seconds of you laying limp on the ground for him to burst into tears and call Bruce. 

And then of course there was today. The trend was simple, and you’d learned your mistake from the pasta incident, so it was by no means as harsh of a trend. All you had to do was say “I don’t care” at any point in your conversation with Peter to see how he would react. Simple enough, right? 

You weren’t even sure what you expected. Maybe you expected him to just be confused or to get slightly annoyed. You definitely could not have predicted what actually happened though. 

“I’m not sure about the new suit design,” Peter said as he looked over the holograms. The two of you were in the lab, looking over upgrades for suits that your dad had set up for you to confirm, “If I go back to spandex, I’ll keep getting wedgies when I’m on patrol and I hated that. But the nanotech is glitchy sometimes—it doesn’t run as smooth.” 

Peter was rambling, possibly to himself, as you looked at your phone. To him, it looked as though you were looking at emails or scrolling through social media, but really you were recording. 

“I also don’t like the new colors. I like the classic red and blue, don’t you? I feel like it’s friendly and just the right amount of childish and it’s just what people expect. Like there’s no way I could go out there in black—” 

“I don’t care,” you cut Peter off, not even bothering to look up from your phone, really making you look disinterested in what he had to say. 

“Oh,” Peter said quietly, “sorry.” 

He pursed his lips and continued to look over his holograms in silence. A few moments when by and Peter didn’t say anything else, so you decided to just stop recording, ready to just apologize and fess up to it being a joke.

You set your phone down and looked up at Peter, now noticing the way his nose was twitching. He even sniffled a little, but quickly hid it under a cough. 

“Pete?” You frowned, walking over to him. 

“Yeah?” he said sadly, not looking up from his suit designs. 

“I’m just messing with you, baby,” you said, placing your hands on his shoulders, “I’m sorry, I do care, I promise.” 

“Sometimes I feel like you don’t,” Peter sniffled, “like when you play all these mean pranks on me.” 

“Aw, Peter,” you cooed, feeling bad now for even thinking that this would be fun to do. Terrorizing Peter may be fun for you, but he wasn’t fun for him and that was something you hadn’t thought about, “I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt your feelings. I really do care about you, you know that, right?” 

“I guess,” Peter shrugged, but tears began to spring in his eyes anyways, “I just don’t really think I want to be in a relationship with someone who makes me feel so sad all the time.” 

“Peter,” you took his hand, “please, I-I’m sorry, I won’t do any more pranks. I didn’t think it through and I didn’t realize how hard it must be to be on the other end of these pranks. I really do love you, please.”

Peter pulled his hand away and blinked, causing some tears to roll down his cheek, “you didn’t realize how hard it must be?” he asked, looking at you with tears in his eyes. 

Now you had tears on your own. You shook your head, “I’m really sorry.” 

“Well,” Peter wiped his eyes, “now you know how it feels,” he said as his lips curled into a smile. 

“What?” you sniffled. 

“Gotcha, babe,” Peter smirked.

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[likeahorribledream]

Eeeeeee! I’m excited for this short stories series!!!

Could you please do: Ransom Drysdale (you know I love how you write him! 😉), mob universe, with this prompt “It’s like you never really see me. I’m standing right in front of you and you don’t see me!”

Please and thank you!!!

I love me some mob ransom 😍

Word count: 1.4K

TW: None

As always, written on my phone and reading my own stuff makes me cringe so I apologize for any and all mistakes as this is unedited!

When you were younger, it always made you laugh when adults used the term “honeymoon phase” to describe a certain time in their relationship. Especially when those people weren’t married or even in a relationship. To you a honeymoon has always been the vacation you take after getting married, and that was it. As you grew older of course people explained to you what the term really meant in the way that they were using it.

“Sometimes it’s a few weeks, a few months or a few years and if you’re really lucky it could last for the entire relationship. A period of time where everything is great, both people are happy and in love, and life is just good.” You remember your aunt telling you this after your first heartbreak. “Why does it have to end?” You had asked her, not understanding why couples wouldn’t want to stay in the honeymoon phase. “Life gets in the way, reality sets in and things change.” She had simply answered.

This conversation plays back in your head every time you start a new relationship. Which wasn’t often, you were quite picky and what you wanted was to be with someone with whom the honeymoon phase never really ends. That’s what true love meant to you.

As your aunt taught you it wasn’t rare for life to get in the way, for reality to set in and for things to change, but you were always ok. If it ended, then it wasn’t meant to be. You didn’t have a lot of relationships, but you loved going out on dates. You loved meeting new people and getting to know all the little fun facts about them. No matter how the dates went you always ended up learning something new about yourself, and about other people, and you never regretted any of them.

That is until you accepted to go on your first blind date. Usually you want to get to know the person a little by exchanging messages before meeting them face-to-face, but this one time one of your coworkers at work said she knew a sweet guy who was also dating for the long run. Her boyfriend’s coworker. Normally you wouldn’t have said yes, but you liked your coworker and you’ve met her boyfriend a few times, and he was sweet too.

It added to the confusion as to how you ended up in a nice restaurant with the sleaziest man you’ve ever met. All of his comments were innuendos and the way he looked at you made your skin crawl. You just didn’t know if he acted this way because he was nervous or that’s just how he was. Whatever the reason, you were beyond uncomfortable and you wanted to leave.

You eyed nervously around, just hoping that an opportunity was going to present itself soon so that you could leave without hurting his feelings too much. It finally came in the way of a tall, broad blonde who stepped up to your table. He was very clearly a sharp dresser, all of his accessories were chosen with purpose and you could see some ink peeking from under his sleeves and collar. You had no idea who he was, but he was already your best friend.

You’re guessing your date knew who the blonde was because as soon as they made eye contact, your date became paler than a ghost. Everything happened so fast after that: your date was gone with the threat of security throwing him out on his ass if he didn’t get out on his own, the blonde invited you to his table for a complimentary dessert, that’s how you found out he owned the restaurant, and before you knew it it was way past midnight and you had been talking for hours with the man. His name was Hugh Drysdale, but he insisted you call him Ransom.

As the true gentleman and savior that he was, Ransom drove you back to your apartment complex. Well, his chauffeur did but Ransom came along.

His chauffeur would pick you up at exactly the same spot a few nights later, Ransom opening the backseat’s door for you so that you could go on your first official date together. It took about a month of you dating him to find out, from one of your coworkers, that Ransom wasn’t only a restaurant owner but also a part of one of the biggest mob families on the east side.

Not that you cared. You didn’t judge him for the way he was brought up, as far as you were concerned he was a good man. He never showed you once that he couldn’t be trusted, that’s all that mattered to you.

It really didn’t take long before the two of you became inseparable, you were spending more time at his mansion than you did at your apartment. You only went from time to time to get more clothes and pick up your mail, otherwise you only left the mansion to go to work.

It was all going perfectly, until Ransom’s grandfather died and that his father got arrested for murdering him. Suddenly Ransom found himself at the head of the table, and everything started going downhill from there.

Ransom was beyond stressed, and you could easily understand why. There wasn’t much you could do for him, aside from offering him your help and your support if he needed it. As an ER nurse, you had seen your fair share of family drama and tragedy but never to this extent. You couldn’t blame him for closing himself off to you, although you really wished he would let you in so that you could take some of that pain on yourself and make it easier for him to get through the day.

At first you were really understanding, that was until his attitude changed towards you. He wasn’t the man who you met at the restaurant months ago, and you’re not sure you like the version of Ransom you’re beginning to discover. You’d love to talk to him about it, but he’s always in his office in the basement with his men until he leaves the mansion all together or he finally joins you in bed late at night.

You wanted to talk to him about it, so you asked for a special date night. Nothing fancy, just dinner together at the table so you could take a moment and actually talk to each other. Though he had promised to you that he was going to be there, you weren’t surprised that he didn’t show up until hours after you were supposed to meet. You finally had enough, and you went back to Ransom’s room to pack a bag.

“What’s going on?” Ransom asked as he walked into his room, looking exhausted and disheveled.

“You’re late.” You simply said as you finally ended packing, not even looking up at him.

“What do you mean I’m late?” He frowned, not understanding. It hit him after a few seconds. “Fuck, kitten. I’m sorry, I forgot and I had things to do. You know how busy I am.” He loosened up his tie and toed off his shoes.

“Oh, believe me I know.” You said in a cold tone.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He crossed his arms on his chest.

“You’re so busy, I don’t even matter anymore.” You grabbed your bag and stared him down.

“Oh fuck, don’t start.” He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, this conversation was already giving him a migraine. “I have enough shit to deal with during the day, I don’t need your drama at night.”

“I’ve been telling you for weeks to lean on me, to talk to me so that I can help you but no. It’s like you never really see me. I’m standing right in front of you and you don’t see me! Until you need to blow off steam; then you suddenly remember I exist and you spend the little time I have with you telling me off on all the things I’ve been doing wrong.” You walked past him and grabbed your jacket that was by the bedroom door.

“Where are you going?” Ransom felt like he was on an emotional rollercoaster: he was tired, then annoyed, then he felt guilty and finally he was panicking.

“I’m going home.” You simply answered as you stepped outside his bedroom.

“You are home.” He quickly answered, following you.

“This isn’t my home anymore. I’m done.” You told him without looking back, you felt you might give in to him if you saw the look in his eyes. You hurried out of the mansion and to your car, ignoring Ransom as he called after you.

The honeymoon phase was over, and so was the relationship you thought was going to be forever.

#ransom Drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x female!reader #mob!ransom drysdale x reader #mob!ransom drysdale x female!reader #knives out fanfiction #knives out #mob AU #Hugh drysdale #Hugh ransom drysdale #Chris Evans #Chris Evans x reader

[bellafragolina]

I was thinking about what the submas boys and laventon, separately, be like when an argument has happened between them and their s/o. Like a drabble on what they do when they want to make up to the s/o?

Aye aye!!! I’ll make these so the boys are in the wrong and trying to make up with their s/o

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Ingo:

He feels horrible. Having an argument with you before going into work, one entirely his fault, makes his day miserable. It seems that karma is out for him, sending angry passengers and shitty circumstances his way. It’s all exhausting, and in between it he can only replay your argument and all the harsh things he said. He cries eating the lunch you made for him, scared to think he might never get another one ever again. The lack of your love in his life would kill him, he knows it.

Ingo buys out both the flower shop and any pastry or chocolatier shop on his way home. His arms are overflowing with gifts for you, and his brain is overflowing with apologies. He practices his speech the entire way home, gripping the gifts so tightly, only to falter when he arrives home. You’re not there to greet him, silently cooking dinner in the kitchen, not acknowledging him.

Ingo creeps over, scared to break this fragile air between you both. He can see the puffiness to your eyes, the redness to your nose. His heart breaks thinking how much pain he’s caused you. He sets the gifts down, but you only spare them a glance. So he starts to stammer out his apology, long and rambling

“I-I know I have hurt you. I have no excuse; I was horrible to you. This is not something I want to repeat, sh-should you allow me- bless me with the chance to learn from mistakes. I’m not due forgiveness, but I would still like to make it up to you. Please. Please allow me to at least try to make it up to you, that’s all I ask. You don’t need to forgive me, but I want to try and ease any pain that I can, if I can. Please. I love you too much to let you continue hurting so from my own stupid actions.”

Should you let him, he’ll be bound to you. Ingo keeps contact with you however he can, reassuring himself that you’re still here, willing to forgive while he also comforts you. He decorates you in soft kisses, holds you close as the night winds down, and hopes you’ll forgive him. He’s definitely taken everything into account and won’t make the same mistake again

Emmet:

Emmet gets antsy as he arrives at work, his anger from the argument waning into guilt as he recognizes his own fault for the whole tiff. He doesn’t like being away from you when he just caused you pain. He wants to go home, but he’s also afraid you won’t be there when he goes back. He settles for arranging for deliveries to arrive at the house, texting you an “I love you” every hour to thirty minutes if he can swing it. Your “I love you too but I’m mad at you” soothes him at least a little bit

Emmet approaches his brother for help. Together, they try to come up with a more eloquent apology than Emmet could manage on his own. He doesn’t want to be blunt and short, he wants to express his sorrow and his guilt. So they make a small script for him to go off of, and Emmet tries to study it and recite it to get the words somewhat right

Yet, when he comes home to you, flowers in hand from the nearest store, you don’t come running to greet him. You don’t jump into his arms for a hug and a kiss and other pleasantries. Emmet swallows heavily, but shuffled towards the kitchen, standing in the entryway like a kicked puppy as he watches you cook silently. He starts to murmur his way through his apology, words forgotten as he tries not to panic about your silence.

“I am Emmet. I am verrrry sorry. I was rude, and mean, and wrong. I’m sorry. I don’t want to fight with you. I don’t want to break up. I want to make things right. Please. I will do whatever you want! Just say the word. I want to make you happy. I made you upset today, and I want to fix it. If I can. Please.”

He scrambles for a hug the moment you turn around. He doesn’t want to let go either, attached to your front or back as you try to continue through the day. His love language is touch after all, and he wants to remind you just how deeply his love for you goes.

Laventon:

Laventon has an argument with you right before he goes off on a survey expedition. He fumes to himself as he walks with the others, only to start slowing down as he replays the argument in his head, over and over. He starts to realize, with horror, that he’s at fault for the hurt look on your face, the last thing he saw before he left for this however-long journey. He has a straight panic at the camp, and it takes Akari, Rei, and some of the concerned Survey Corp members to help calm him down

He frets very hard as the expedition slowly crawls by. He does his best to throw himself into his work, but he finds himself writing more about how guilty he feels and how he wants to apologize to you than about any of the Pokémon he encounters. Laventon spends a lot of time trying to plan some sort of grand gesture for you, ideas verbose and extraordinary until the kids remind him that most of his ideas aren’t exactly possible? It doesn’t help that Laventon is losing a bit of sleep over this, worrying well into the night if you’ll even wish to see him again, let alone hear his stuttering attempt at an apology

He begs the kids to take him into the field with them, searching best he can for a Pokémon he knows you like and would love to have. He does his best to catch it himself too, despite the dangers and the shenanigans that seem to follow him whenever he takes a single step outside of a camp. The kids help too, both not enjoying how upset the two of you are about this. They track down the Pokémon, let Laventon try to catch one, then fend off the angered ones he draws the attention of. By the time the three return, they’re pretty scuffed up, but successful with their endeavors

“M-my dear, hello again. It’s been quite some time, yes?” Laventon swallows heavily when you just eye him, content to stay on the other side of the room from him. “Y-yes, well, I have a gift for you! I caught it myself, wouldn’t you know, and I. . . I want to apologize. I was abhorrent to you, rude and terrible and plain awful! You have every right to hate me right now, but. . . I was hoping you’d allow me a moment anyway, to try and fix the damage I’ve done to our relationship. Please.”

He’s quick to release the Pokémon he caught and scramble over to your side when you agree. He sits with you, makes endless treats and teas for you, while rambling on about how he’ll never slip up like this ever again. You are perfect, so wonderful! He’d be a fool to push you away.

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If I love anything more than angst it’s the fix-it that comes after!! Thank you, Peach!!!

~Renee

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[wrathofrats]

I am here to request a part 3 to that Angsty SwissDew Phantom fic going on if you have more ideas 👀 -🌱

Yes I promise Swissdew make up, I won’t leave them like that for too long.

Here’s for everyone yelling at me to fix them. This is technically part 3 in this weird saga.

I made it worse before I made it better BUT I DID MAKE IT BETTER SO

(For those who are used to my usual insanity around here, trust me I’m working hard for October, I hope you’re excited!!)

You can read the first two parts here and here

They don’t speak for days. Swiss too ashamed of his actions to face dew, and dew is too embarrassed over his outburst to face Swiss. They both mull over the situation the entire time they’re apart. Itching to speak to the other but wondering if the damage had been done, if they’ll accept the others apology.

Swiss knows he’s in the wrong. It’s a feeling that eats at him because although he’s never been one that can’t admit his faults, this one makes him feel ashamed of himself. The countless mistakes that all piled on top of dew to handle and he didn’t even take the time to sit and talk with him anymore since aethers been gone. He’s barely made the time to sit with himself to handle his own emotions.

Swiss knows it was a stupid approach to try and ignore losing such a close packmate. The idea that if you never stop doing things you won’t have the time to truly sit with your grief. It’s why he’s been so clingy to phantom. It’s why he’s taken on extra work around the abbey. It’s why he’s been ignoring dew.

Dew took an opposite approach, something much more self destructive. He lets the grief eat away at him until he’s a sad shell of his former self because in dews mind what’s the point if his closest pack mate isn’t there?

He can’t act normal because nothing is normal anymore. It never will be.

Opposite ends of an equally destructive path and it’s no wonder they both don’t know how to act around each other anymore. Swiss doesn’t see dew in those less than firey eyes anymore and dews been convinced that Swiss has dropped him like a broken toy, too damaged to play with.

Swiss still sees aether in dew. Small pieces that put his heart in his throat and squeezes his lungs because he knows dew will fight tooth and nail for every last bit of him.

The books that stay on his night stand, no doubt being picked through night by night. Dew hoping if he throws himself into the literature aether loved he can gain enough of him back to quell the ache in his stomach.

The cologne he wore everyday has now become a room spray, the scent sometimes wafting under the door.

He’s even kept the last cup aether used to drink water in his room on the nightstand. When mountain tried to take it to help clean up the mess of dews greiving he received a long gash through his arm, dew screaming at him to not touch it.

And after all of this Swiss still never tried to help.

His stomach continues to hurt.

Phantom reminds him of aether too. The light in his eyes while he learns, the smell of quintessence, swiss realizes that that’s why he’s been clinging so hard. He’s been trying to relive his friendship through the new ghoul.

The look in dews eyes starts to make sense to him. A painful glare in their direction because dew thinks he’s trying to replace aether. It’s why he yelled when phantom came in. It’s why he freaked out when he saw them. It’s why he can’t even look at the poor younger ghoul. It’s why Swiss looked so frightened when he witnessed this, because he’s not looking at phantom as phantom. He was looking at him as aether.

It’s a hard debate between telling himself dew needed him and that dew was going to destroy himself no matter what he did to prevent it.

Dews also one of his closest friends. And even if he was going to hurt himself trying to cope with the trauma, Swiss is damned if he’s going to sit around and simply let him.

He hopes it’s not too late.

-

Dew doesn’t take the situation that happened between them well either. Already feeling abandoned by Swiss and then he looks at him like he doesn’t even know him. Dew feels like he’s not himself anymore. Merely a puppet or a cheap imitation. He doesn’t find joy in many things anymore, he barely leaves his room. He feels like a burden with his heavy emotions, like he’s too much and that must be why Swiss doesn’t talk to him.

He wonders if he was wrong. If he lashed out too harshly. Did he deserve it? To be treated like he needs magic to fix him? Did he deserve to be treated like he needs fixing?

Does he need to be fixed?

A fire claws at his throat at the thought.

-

Dew jumps when he hears a knock. No one really checks on him too much anymore when he gets like this. He’s assumed to want to be left alone.

“Please let me in” Swiss says. It sounds like he’s being crying.

“Ok” dew calls timidly. He debated staying silent, or even just begging him to leave. But it’s hard to say no to someone he loves and has missed so deeply.

“I want to apologize”

“You don’t have to”

“But I do. I hurt you and that’s not ok. Please let me explain it to you” Swiss moves closer to dew, tests the waters.

Dew just nods slowly in response.

“I’m sorry I abandoned you. You didn’t do anything wrong. I was scared and didn’t want to handle my own grief and you got the bad end of that stick and you don’t deserve that.” He starts

Tears prick at dews eyes when he says you don’t deserve that, it should be an obvious statement but to hear it outloud is vindicating and more than he could ask for at this moment.

“You needed me and I spent my time with someone else instead of helping you when I knew you needed it. I still see a lot of aether in you, and it didn’t know how to handle it. I ran instead of being rational.”

Swiss looks like he’s crying too. It hurts to admit everything. How terrible he’s been.

“I tried to fix you with magic, I wanted old you back and i didn’t try to care for you to get that back, I wanted to do it the easy way and again you don’t deserve that. You don’t need fixed dewdrop.”

you don’t need fixed dewdrop

Dew hiccups at the words

“I’m sorry. I love you. I love and care about you so much and I’m going to do better if you’ll let me” Swiss looks back up. Both are crying heavily.

Dew just nods and collapses into the multi ghoul. He’s warm and smells of bergamot. The arms that wrap around him feel like home again and dew realizes how much he’s missed this.

Swiss tries to hold onto him for dear life. Like he may change his mind if he doesn’t.

The wound is still fresh and open but for now they just lay in dews bed together. Limbs wrapped around each other and sweet nothings whispered into soft skin.

Things haven’t been solved. But swiss is just happy to have his fire ghoul back in his arms.

#I have so many words ideas #yes I’ll make them worse again later #idc this is my blog I’ll fuck them over how I please #I say in between rapid writing smut #I hope y’all are ready for KINKTOBER WOOOOO #anyways! #the band ghost #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #fanfic #swiss ghoul #wrath writes #dewdrop ghoul #angst

[blonditarot]

I’m here to say one thing

Can we please stop hating on Woojin?

He apologized

It doesn’t matter if he did it 5 years later. It doesn’t matter how much pain he caused to skz and stays (but mostly skz if you’re a stay and cry that someone choose a different course of life that you wanted them to, grow up).

But oh being selfish and young isn’t an excuse

Yes, it is. Not an excuse but it’s an explanation

Woojin is 27 do you think he hasn’t changed a bit? He didn’t become more mature? You may think it’s nothing but when I think of myself from 5 years ago I’m a completely different person now. People change. And young people do mistakes. That’s how we learn. On our mistakes and everybody makes them. Haven’t you done anything when you were young that you regret?

Maybe Woojin learned a lesson and he finally found the courage to apologize. I mean look around what’s going on. People hated on him for not apologizing and people hate on him for apologizing. What if he was just scared? Or went through some enlightening moment, wanted to apologize and move on

And one more thing before somebody here will say „omg but he hurt my bias, I love my bias so I have to stay mad”

Touch some grass. What’s between Stray Kids and Woojin is between Stray Kids and Woojin. Not between Stray Kids, Woojin and you. It’s not a love triangle. They are adults. They don’t need your help to solve their problems. They can regulate their own emotions and feelings (at least that’s what adults are supposed to do). If Stray Kids want to stay mad, good. But focus on supporting Stray Kids, not hating on Woojin.

Because you never know how strong someone is. And even the strongest person can break. One comment too many and there might be no one to hate on because they will call it quits. I can’t do this anymore and they’ll end it. Yes, you, people without emotional maturity and imagination can push Woojin into suicide or depression. And then it won’t be funny or it won’t feel good to shout at him. You won’t be able to look at yourself in the mirror. Actually if you hate/bully anyone I hope you already can’t.

And one last thing

Learn to forgive and forget. Because you will be hurt by people but I can guarantee you there will be times when you will be the one that hurts someone. Maybe tomorrow, maybe in a year. And then you will be the one begging for forgiveness. And you will be wishing for someone to take your apology. „oh I’d never do anything to hurt someone”. Me neither. But you’re not a saint or a sinner. You’re a human. Being hurt and hurting others is a part of our nature, our lives. It’s inevitable.

Treat others the way you want to be treated. Karma comes back.

#stray kids tarot #stray kids #skz stay #stay #woojin tarot #woojin #kpop tarot #kpop

[yuurei20]

Leona Info Compilation part 16: Jack (pt 1)

Jack has complicated feelings towards Leona. We learn that Leona is the reason that Jack enrolled at NRC, after Jack saw him play in a Spelldrive tournament and started hoping to play alongside him one day.

Jack may have built up an image in his head of the kind of person Leona was, only to disappoint himself when Leona failed to live up the expectations that Jack had been projecting onto him.

In one of their earliest interactions we see Leona interrupting a Spelldrive practice where Jack is trying to force the team to play by strict rules, saying, “I don’t care if you’re older than me. I’m not takin’ orders from guys who can’t even play on my level!”.

The practice threatens to devolve into a fight and so Leona intervenes, pointing out to Jack that “skirting the rules” is different from breaking the rules, and is a legitimate tactic for the older students to take, while Jack himself is being disruptive.

Leona sends Jack away and reprimands the older students as well for “playing alpha”, saying that it’s “embarrassing to watch” them “get all huffy” just because Jack keeps beating them at the game.

Leona and Ruggie overhear those same older students plotting to gather a group to beat up Jack and take him “down a peg" but Ruggie says that “Jack’s attitude sure ain’t helping” since “not everything can be categorized as ‘right’ or ‘wrong’.”

Ruggie even says, “it probably wouldn’t hurt to let ‘em put a little fear into Jack and teach him to respect the rest of his dorm," insinuating that they should let Jack get jumped by the older students to teach him his place.

The upperclassmen call Jack out to talk alone but bring thirty other students with them to try to intimidate Jack into never playing Spelldrive for Savanaclaw again.

Jack seems to hold his own in the physical part of the brawl, but refuses to (or can't) use magic to defend himself even though the older students start using magic to attack him.

Leona intervenes on Jack’s behalf but the older students insist they were doing as Leona said and teaching him how to play smart.

Leona calls them out on not having what it takes to lead a pack for using magic in a brawl, and the older students turn on him (“Makes a guy wonder if you’re fit to be our housewarden at all! There’re thirty of us, and two of you…thirty beats two every time").

Jack tries to get Leona to stand down rather than risk himself on Jack’s behalf, but Leona tells him to get back, saying, “thirty mice still ain’t a match for one lion.” Leona proceeds to deflect every shot that is cast at him (it is sometimes insinuated that Leona excels in defensive magic), and begins to summon his unique magic to turn the earth to sand beneath their feet. He is stopped mid-spell by Ruggie after the older students pass out from sheer terror.

Jack is confused about why Leona came to his aid at all, and Leona explains that while Jack is a brat who doesn’t follow orders, he is “not so thick as to fail to learn something from this. At least, I hope not.”

Jack apologizes and thanks Leona for his help, saying that he has learned that they have one incredible housewarden.

Leona assures him that “guys who own up to their mistakes are all right in my book”, and Jack says, “Housewarden Leona…he’s the real deal after all. I knew he wouldn’t let me down. One day, I want to fight him at his strongest!”

#twstfacts #leonatwst #leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland #twstleona

[lwfics]

Bailando (Javier Peña x Female reader)

Summary: You have to deliver a speech tomorrow and you are nervous. Javi comforts you.

Word count: 1623.

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Tags: Emotional hurt/comfort, Sweet, First Kiss.

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I learned about this challenge a few days ago, but I read I could submit a story by the end of the month, so here it is my fic for the Pickled Peña Writing Challenge @pickled-pena

I hope you enjoy it! :-)

English is not my first language (it's Spanish) so I apologize for any mistakes. I've included some verses from the song Maníaca by Abraham Mateo. The original song is Maniac by Michael Sembello.

Bailando

You were more nervous than you wanted to admit.

Tomorrow you would be attending the annual general meeting. You didn’t like being the center of attention, and it was the first time you would deliver a speech in the presence of The Chief Executive Officer, who had a reputation for making people cry.

The tension level was higher every time the CEO was around. It was easier to make careless mistakes when people couldn’t keep a level head. Some employees took it out on others, saying things like:

"You stand there and accuse me, but where were you at the time?"

But you didn’t need to worry. You had made a to-do list to make sure you had everything under control:

Memorizing the speech   ✔

Making sure the USB drive works and the PowerPoint slides are readable from the last row   ✔

Making a list of likely questions you might be asked after the speech  ✔

Writing well-thought answers to those questions  ✔

Learning how to look relaxed and confident ✔

Your list was flawless, or so you hoped.

Perhaps I should read the speech once more, you thought.

Your phone buzzled before you could grab your notes.

A message from Javi:

Ready for the party? ;)

A friend of him was throwing a huge party tonight. You didn’t know his friend, but Javi told you that his friend wanted his guests to bring their own friends. “The more people, the better.”

You’d told Javi that you’d go to the party with him. You wanted to be like your female friends, who were eager to put on a dress and dance until their legs felt like jelly.

Going to a party with Javi had always been a pleasant experience. He was playful and sweet, and he always got you on the dance floor. You wished you could forget about the annual general meeting, if only for a couple of hours. Seize the moment. Have some fun.

It wasn’t that easy.

You tried to picture yourself dancing with Javi. You hadn’t seen him since last weekend. You exchanged text messages almost every day, but nothing could beat the face-to-face conversation. You missed the way his eyes light up whenever he said or hear something amusing, and the warmth of his smiles, and his touch. A hand on your back, on your arm, on the crown of your head. A hug every time he greeted you. He had never gone any further, but you’d imagined several times how it would feel to kiss him. You had never kissed anyone. You had never felt the desire to do so until you grew closer to Javi.

He didn’t know you were in love with him. What if you told him and he didn’t feel the same and became distant from you? What if he stopped being friends with you?

Your phone buzzled again:

“Something wrong?”

He could see that you’ve read his message. He must be wondering what it was taking you so long to reply.

“Hey, I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can attend the party. Tomorrow is the annual general meeting.”

You had told him about the business meeting. You had admitted it made you a little anxious, and he’d told you there was nothing to worry about and you would leave everyone impressed with your speech.

He replied right away:

“I know < 3 That’s why you need to take your mind off it. I promise I’ll drive you home early. You won’t miss out on sleep.”

You smiled.

“You’re very sweet, but I don’t think I can have fun tonight.”

“Tell me what’s troubling you,” he typed out.

You trusted him. He would never mock you. He also told you the things that made him afraid or sad or angry. He told you when he had a bad day at work or when he’d had trouble sleeping.

You typed out:

“What if I forget my speech or the file becomes corrupted?”

His answer was short and quick:

“I’m on my way to your house.”

That meant he wouldn’t arrive on time for the party.

“No, please, I’m alright <3  I’ll watch a sitcom episode, eat something light and go to bed. We shall hung out tomorrow if you’re not too tired after the party : )”

“Too late. I’m coming.”

Your phone buzzled again, and a second message showed up on your screen:

“That sounded creepy. Sorry.”

He hadadded a sheepish grin emoticon.You couldn’t help but giggle:

“Don’t apologize. I appreciate what you’re doing.”

“Is it working?”

Now you were smiling like and idiot. “Yes.”

“Good. Don’t eat anything. We’ll have our own party.”

*

Javi showed up at your door shortly after your text conversation. He was wearing a dark grey suit and a tie. His smile was so warm. He didn’t look disappointed in the slightest.

Your heart quickened. “Hi.”

Your hands touched when you took the cool bag. You placed it on a table and looked back at him. The smile was still on his face. He took a step forward and held you in a warm embrace.

“Hi,” he murmured against your heart.

The hug slowed down your heart rate and quelled your mind. Was it selfish to be glad that he was here?

Sometimes his kindness made your heart ache in a way that scared you. You shouldn’t hope for things that weren’t likely to happen.

“You look very elegant,” you told him after he pulled away.

Javi let out a small laugh. Suddenly he looked a little shy. “I wanted to look good for our private party,” he confessed. He stroked your arm. “How are you feeling?”

“Better. I’m glad you are here, but I’m sorry I cancelled the plan at the last minute.”

“Don’t be sorry. There will be other huge parties waiting for us, and if I’m being totally honest, I wouldn’t rather be anywhere else.”

You smiled. “Okay.”

“But I stand by my words. You need to take your mind off the business meeting, and dancing is a great way to relieve stress. Besides, I think I have just found out the perfect cover song.”

Your heart fluttered in anticipation. “Which one?”

He winked at you. “First, help me set the table.”

*

He had brought a jar of pickles, a fruit salad and smoked salmon and sandwiches.

“You said you wanted a light dinner,” he said.

“It’s perfect. Thank you.” You were going to say something else, but you finally decided against it.

Javi noticed your hesitation. He grinned. “You were going to ask me to play the song, but you didn’t want to sound impatient.”

“Yes,” you admitted, giggling a little.

“I know you well. And I’m not going to say no. I cannot wait to dance with you.”

You smiled. Your cheeks felt warm, but you didn’t try to hide your face. “I cannot wait to dance with you too, Javi.”

As soon as the music started playing, you recognized the song, although you had never danced to it.

“Maniac. I love this song! It’s so upbeat and catchy!”

He grinned. “This is a Spanish version. The lyrics are a little different, but I shall translate it for you later.”

“I’d like that.”

“Great. Now, show me how you move.” He came to you and started singing the lyrics.

Salió descontrolada.

Llegó.

Quemó la sala.

La vi

con la mirada

de una loca enamorada.

Javi nudged you. His face was so bright, and there were crinkles around his eyes. He loosened his tie and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer.

You giggled and threw your arms over his shoulders. You shook your hips, and he nodded with enthusiasm.

“That’s my girl.”

Fue inevitable acercarme

Y le tuve que decir

Es que me mata todo de ti

Maníaca

Maníaca bailando.

Y lo baila como nunca antes bailó.

Your chest brushed against his. He stopped singing for a moment, and the way he looked at you took your breath away.

Y aunque no quiera siento que me domina.

Cada paso es mi dosis de dopamina.

“Lower your pelvis closer to the floor,” he said suddenly. The intensity in his gaze was gone, and now there was a hint of mischief.

“What?”

“Let’s see who gets closer to the floor without falling on their ass.”

“Oh my.” You laughed.

Adicta al dembow.

También reggaeton.

La tengo bailando en el suelo.

Neither of you could maintain your balance. Thankfully, you didn’t injury yourselves.

You lay on the floor, bursting into laughter, and you continued laughing until the song ended.

Later, when you both caught your breath, Javi propped himself on one elbow and smiled at you.

You returned his smile, resisting the urge to stroke his hair. He looked so handsome like this. You wished he hadn’t agreed that you shouldn’t miss out on sleep.  

He reached forward and touched your cheek. “Feeling better?”

“Yes. Thank you for everything.”

His eyes fell upon your lips. Was he thinking the same?

He met your gaze, letting you see the repressed hunger in his eyes, the same hunger you’d been trying to hide for months now.

“Can I kiss you?” he whispered.

“Yes.”

He pressed his mouth to yours. His hand moved to your hip, and he kept it there as his lips moved against yours. His touch was familiar and comforting, making it easier to get lost in the kiss. His tongue touched yours, igniting something in you.

You weren’t afraid of your feelings for him anymore.

It was liberating to give in. It was wonderful to see that he wanted this.

He had asked for permission to kiss you. Maybe now it was your turn to ask for more.  

#PickleTrickle #Pickled Peña Writing Challenge

[banamine-bananime]

sometimes i pace around gremlin-like and think about grimmons and how the best things about them that make them such a thematically good pair are on a razor-thin border from being the worst things that could make them Super Not Good For Each Other because sometimes they get so up their own asses and are so mean to each other and know how to make it hurt.

Do you know what i mean??? do other people think about this as much as i do. anyways i'm not going to explain myself better than that incoherent run-on sentence because my thesis is this long-ass fanmix about them letting their demons win despite loving each other a lot and having to break up to ~*work on themselves*~.

this tracklist with notes is in order from them being kind-of-mostly-together but dealing with their own issues individually instead of together to looking like they're maybe growing and starting to deal healthily and going to work... but not enough to increasing frustration with the relationship to breaking up to starting to get over it. i declare that they figure their shit out on their own and get back together when they're in a healthier place but this playlist is just the angsty part. spotify link and my artistique creative vision below the cut.

Embarrassingly specific Grimmons breakup fanmix

Alien Blues - each @ the other, wanting Officially More Than Friendship but afraid to commit and fuck it up

Was it the best you ever had?/Was it the worst? You'd never know/I try to tell you what I think and play it off like it's a joke

Surface Pressure - Grif issues, flashback to teenhood edition

Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, whoa/Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip 'til you just go pop, whoa, oh, oh/Give it to your sister, it doesn't hurt, and/See if she can handle every family burden/Watch as she buckles and bends but never breaks, no mistakes/But wait, if I could shake the crushing weight of expectations/Would that free some room up for joy or relaxation, or simple pleasure?

Oldest - Grif issues

But I hid you in my room/When mom and dad were fighting/Back when we were young/Wouldn't let you hear too much/Yeah, I'm good at that stuff/Maybe growing up too fast/Was the only choice I had

When I Grow Up - Grif issues (fantasizing about getting away from home, and before being crushed into apathy and disillusionment that Actually Everywhere Sucks Just As Much by the military)

When I grow up/Just because you find that life's not fair/It doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it/If you always take it on the chin and wear it/Nothing will change

print(“i’m so tired”) - Grif issues

'Cause I'm so tired of being told that I can never want more/And I'm so tired of always fighting this mental war/When the cards are stacked against you, what can you really do?

this is how i learn to say no - Grif issues ("actually fuck everyone nothing matters and i can do what i want" realization era)

Fuck the apologies/Done being sorry for wanting the things that I want/I broke my back carrying baggage /For strangers who only ever did me wrong

I Wanna Be Software - Simmons issues

I wanna be, wanna be software/What will you find?/You can write me, you can design/You can make me however you like

Are You Satisfied - Simmons issues

My problem, it's my problem/That I never am happy/It's my problem, it's my problem/On how fast I will succeed/They say I'm a control freak/Driven by a greed to succeed

Grif issues

Cause it's my problem if I want to pack up and run away/It's my business if I feel the need to smoke and drink and sway/It's my problem, it's my problem if I feel the need to hide/And it's my problem if I have no friends and feel I want to die

Rät - Simmons issues (wanting validation from and consequent idealization of all the wrong dads places but eventually starting to say Fuck That)

I come from scientists and atheists and White men who kill God/They make technology high quality complex physiological/Experiments and sacrilege in the name of public good/They taught me everything/Just like a daddy should/And you were beautiful and vulnerable/And power and success/God damn I fell for you your flamethrowers/Your tunnels and your tech/I studied code because I wanted/To do something great like you/And the real tragedy is half of it was true

The Other Side of Paradise - Grif @ Simmons

I wish you could see the wicked truth/Caught up in a rush, it's killing you/Screaming at the sun, you blow into/Curled up in a grip when we were us/Fingers in a fist like you might run

this is how i learn to say no - Simmons (starting to deal with) issues (and grow a backbone)

Was it more appeasing when I was just pleasing?/This is how I learn to say no/Take your pretty words and go choke 

Cigarette Ahegao - Grif @ Simmons, semi-healthy attempt at dealing with issues and growth by talking about getting The Fuck Out of Here together

Someday, I'll leave the country/I hope to have you with me/Get wrecked on becherovka/Get fucked on smoke and wine/Someday, I'll have my own life/I'll leave this all behind

I Can’t Handle Change - their issues (shared by all of BGC tbh) getting in the way

Hangin' out where I don't belong is nothing new to me/I get tired, and I get sick, and then I lose the strength to leave/I can't handle change/I can't handle change

brutal - Simmons letting his issues get in the way

I'm so insecure, I think/That I'll die before I drink/And I'm so caught up in the news/Of who likes me, and who hates you

i need to be alone. - Grif letting his issues get in the way

I'm waiting for something to change/'Cause everyday just feels the same/It's getting harder to exist/I don't want to feel like this/I'm wasting my life on pointless things/I sometimes think/When does life begin

The Giver - each being a terrible boyfriend

He turns around when you're naked/Says "We should be friends" while you're changing/You nod, half-dressed, he says "It's for the best"

Problems - each @ the other while togetherish

Wonder why, when we both got problems/Why won't you help me solve them?/I love you, but you don't and this is how I cope

Daddy Issues - each @ the other for mistreating them instead of dealing with their own issues but 98% Grif @ Simmons because:

If you don't sort your daddy issues/I will up and leave you/And no one else will want you 

Between My Teeth - each @ the other pre-breakup

I’m too broken to fix you too/I admit it, I admit it/Oh! Please don’t lean on me/Cause I don’t want your heart between my teeth/I, I think I gotta leave

Sick of You - each @ the other during pre-breakup

I wish I never ever met you/Five years of mistakes I'll never undo/I'm not your medicine or your tool/Don't expect me to ever fix you, you, you, you/Every little thing always seems to be about you/Exercise your criticism then get mad when I'm through/You think your traumas don't affect a single person around you/I'm not your therapist or boyfriend, try and get the two confused

Miss You - each @ the other during breakup

I don't ever wanna see you/And I never wanna miss you again/One thing/When you're angry, you're a jerk/And then you treat me like I'm worth nothin

Oh No! - Simmons issues (and attempting to coach himself through the breakup with affirmations that he don’t need no friends)

I'm gonna live, I'm gonna fly/I'm gonna fail, I'm gonna die/I'm gonna live, I'm gonna fly/I'm gonna fail, gonna die, die, die, die

You’re So Vain - each @ the other, immediate post-breakup bitterness

You're so vain (you're so vain)/I bet you think this song is about you/Don't you don't you?

I Blocked Your Number - each @ the other trying to get over breakup and anger

Stop likin me on instagram/Stop textin me at 6 a.m./I blocked your number bitch

Hi, It’s Me - each @ themselves trying to get over breakup

When I'm with you I have amnesia, I'm weaker than before/My stupid brain thinks that I need you, I'm eager to hurt more

Feel Better - Grif’s post-breakup sads

Cause someone loved me, someone fuckin' loved me/All my filthy life I loved someone I barely knew/Goddamn it, I was worth something, I fuckin' learned something/And it felt better in my mouth than fresh warm food/I don't wanna feel better/No one's ever gonna love me like that again/I don't wanna get over you/I wanna sit with you in bed/I don't wanna feel better

Here - each, post-breakup sads

But honestly I'd rather be/Somewhere with my people we can kick it and just listen/To some music with the message (like we usually do)/And we'll discuss our big dreams/How we plan to take over the planet/Oh God, why am I here?

Hurt - each @ the other, post-breakup sads

I'm sorry if I hurt you/I'm sorry if it got that bad/I'm sorry I can't help you/Somebody should've had your back

Sweet Hibiscus Tea - each, post-breakup sads and Blood Gulch blues

You're already halfway out the door/And I've never looked so old/And I have never been so cold/And it is 85 degrees/I don't know what I need/There's lukewarm herbal mango sweet hibiscus tea/On the hot garbage pile in which I fucking sleep/The walls are empty it's so ugly I could/Burn the whole place down

Passive Aggressive - post-breakup bitterness

It took a week or two getting over you/But I love myself too much/To waste good years on bad love (waste good years on bad love)

Reflections - each @ the other, wishing the relationship had worked

I know you're sick/Hoping you fix whatever's broken/Ignorant bliss/And a few sips might be the potion/I tried to put it out for you to get/Could've, should've but you never did/Wish you wanted it a little bit/More but it's a chore for you to give

#grimmons #fanmix #rvb #red vs blue #dick simmons #dexter grif #alexa send post

[moltengoldveins]

Ok. I’m gonna talk about VR-LA a sec:

Just. Listen. The sheer joy I feel at the Knowing the crew has of VR-LA. How he’s so clearly autistic (or something similar) and it isn’t easy, it isn’t the kind of thing that only affects him once in a while, it’s day in day out every day, it’s down to his gears. It’s a different way of looking at the world, of living, of loving. How he experiences and expresses feelings and emotions so powerfully and so differently than everyone else in the show. How that’s not shown as ‘normal for him, but unusual for everyone else, so we make do,’ so much as it’s shown as ‘the ideal. of course VR-LA does X or says Y, that’s what he’d do! Why would it be better for him to have done otherwise?’ How the rest of the crew adore him, and he adores them, and they don’t even blink when accommodating him because it doesn’t even register as unusual accommodation. Everyone has a different way of looking at the world. Everyone gets accommodated. Why would we treat him differently? As someone with (undiagnosed, I’m working on it, trustworthy doctors are hard to find, but I have however been peer reviewed many times XD) autism, I assume the rest of the crew are just as relatable as he is. I assume the ways they feel and act are just as real. But I see myself in everything VR-LA does, and it really puts into perspective how most people in my life view love, and emotions, and friendship. VR-LA screws up. He does stupid stuff because he isn’t seeing things the way other people do and that gets people hurt or it hurts their feelings. He’s rude or blunt or uncompromising, he ignores or downright trods over good sense when it comes to diplomacy, and every single time he does I’m right there with him, not seeing the consequences until they’re right up in his face. But not once, in the entire show, does anyone make VR-LA the character or Noir the actor feel bad for who VR-LA is or who Noir has made him to be. When he apologizes, he mentions specific mistakes and he is forgiven for those mistakes. He does not apologize for ‘being bad at X general thing (like empathy)’ and nobody makes comments like that. He is aware of his own shortcomings but does not feel shame for them in the sense of ‘what I am is broken’, nor does he feel he is obligated to change what he is so he’s no longer bad at those things. He’s growing and getting better, yes, but he isn’t changing who he is, and nobody wants him to. Finbar and Kyana don’t even really consider pushing their brand of affection on him in situations where it’s unwelcome: conversely, VR-LA steps up and makes efforts to accommodate them when he’s trying to show affection. He makes Finbar the necklace. He takes time to talk to Dani while she’s working. AND. Nobody ever doubts VR-LA loves them??!! Despite the fact that he doesn’t do the typical verbal or physical affirmations of such??? He loves and is loved with a passion and never once does the crew think it isn’t enough because it’s not the right flavor. And that’s Shocking to me. It’s fascinating. I can barely conceive of that, and I certainly couldn’t before this last year or so of listening to the podcast and building solid friendships outside my childhood sphere. I love my family, and they love me, but there is now and will always be a disconnect between the way I naturally show love and they ways they are willing to accept love. That’s ok. I’m more than willing to take the extra step because I love them, and they are learning. But this is an entirely different ballpark. Rolling with difficulty is incredible, but this is the part that I think truly makes it one of my all time favorite stories. The crew Knows VR-LA, and loves him for what he is, the way they know he will understand. It’s viewed the same way two nt people are viewed, making concessions and adjustments for one another. Neither party is more to blame for what they are, and that’s just really really nice to see.😊

#rolling with difficulty #dani rwd #finbar rwd #rwd #vr la rwd #robots #long reads #what does that tag mean exactly? That this is a longer post? #autism #autistic feels #neurodivergent #I have a lot of feelings about this robot

[outivv]

— toxic traits —

Synopsis: toxic traits I think they have

Warnings: itto? Manipulative. Ayato? Manipulative on purpose. Also very much not proofread (I’m sorry to anyone who read this before I came back and fixed my mistakes)

Game/ fandom: genshin impact

Characters: itto, shenhe, yun Jin, ayato, yelan, kuki shinobu, and Heizou

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: IM BACK AT IT AGAIN. Anyways quick disclaimer, this is just based off of my own options of characters and what I interpreted from them in quests/ events/ etc. if you do not agree with me… okay??? Just don’t be rude please an thank you! <3

— Itto —

Overly angry, and stubborn when mad. Itto is someone who’s not afraid of conflict, and who can get… passionate, and childish especially during a fight led by pure emotions. He sometimes catches himself, and apologizes profusely afterwards, but is that truly enough? After he just screamed at you… to be fair you did the same so… are you in the wrong? It sends you into a flurry of emotions and thoughts that you have to step away for a moment. He gets to scared you’re leaving him he practically begs you to stay. The clinginess, is a sharp contrast to the anger you saw on him before, it makes you… guilty. Maybe you are in the wrong… he always makes you feel like the bad guy even if he doesn’t mean to. He’s just so… unaware.

— Shenhe —

Love is something shenhe is unfamiliar with. Sure cloud retainer took care of her but it was never purely out of love. Shenhe isn’t even sure if she can love, with how powerful the red ropes are. She loves you… she thinks, but she looks at you like you’re a burden, like she wants to be rid of you. She treats you like any other person, not her partner, she doesn’t even seem to care. She wants to love you, she wants to give you all that you deserve, but she emotionally can’t. Even if she promises to.

— Yun Jin —

Hides your relationship to the extreme. She has to, it’s not that she wants to she loves you so much! But she literally has to or else her manager would kill her. Her manager told her to break up with you but yun Jin held her ground I’ll give her that. You can rarely been seen out in public with her, and if you are it’s strictly platonic. Even then some things cross the boundary of what you’re allowed to do. She tells you that she does love you, and that it’s just an act in public but you can’t help but feel… sad going out into public with her. Her acting is a little too good at times…

— Ayato —

Fakes his feelings, even towards you. He’s had to, I mean he’s a politician, he works with greedy, and manipulative people, and the only way to get ahead of them is to beat them at their own game. At least that’s what you want to believe, that he’s “had to be this way, to provide for him and his sister.” but in reality- maybe he was always like this. I mean, you can’t remember the last time you knew that his feelings were real.

— Yelan —

So secretive. Hides the simplest things from you, it’s like she doesn’t trust you. It’s not that, she just doesn’t trust anyone. You are no exception. You think that maybe you can earn her trust, so you do everything in your power to achieve that, to have her trust you. But nothing works. It’s like she just doesn’t want to, she doesn’t want to learn to trust, because she’s seen how people can betray one another. You are no exception.

— Kuki Shinobu —

So willing to help everyone and anyone. That wouldn’t be a bad thing on its own, but it’s when she comes home from a long day of work, and helping itto, that she doesn’t have the energy to spend on you most times. It hurts a bit that you’re one of her final concerns. She tries, she does, but she just… is so tired, and tries her best to take of herself, that she can’t put her attention on you sometimes. Mentally, and physically, that she just… can’t.

— Heizou —

He takes every chance to fool you. Most of it’s harmless pranks, but when his confidence gets to be a little too… much, he can take it a little far sometimes. He apologizes profusely when he realizes what he’s done, but even a billion sorry’s aren’t enough sometimes.

#genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin x reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin angst #genshin itto #genshin ayato #genshin shenhe #genshin yun Jin #genshin yelan #genshin kuki shinobu #genshin heizou #itto #ayato #shenhe #yun Jin #yelan #kuki shinobu #Heizou #itto x reader #ayato x reader #shenhe x reader #yun jin x reader #yelan x reader #kuki shinobu x reader #heizou x reader #itto angst #ayato angst #shenhe angst #yun Jin angst

[signanothername]

Something that I noticed recently about HW and that I absolutely love is how he lets sleeping dogs lay. Whenever he has a conflict with any member of the family, the moment that conflict seems to be resolved, he lets it go. For example, with Chase in Rules and Regulations. This is one of the few, if not straight up only times HW and Chase get heated (I don’t really count the time Chase got hurt, since it wasn’t really interpersonal), but after the episode, HW always puts the extra effort to meet Chase in the middle (All characters do, and considering Chase is neurodivergent coded/ heavily autistic implied, that’s such an amazing thing to show kids 💙) Blades is another good example, after the video game incident he doesn’t give Blades grief over being scared. Even when before it was more low key, after it almost stops. It’s so interesting considering the type of character HW is supposed to be. The only character he seems to keep beating with the stick is Blurr, and let’s face it, he needs it. Damn, Rescue Bots character writing really is something else.

Anon you fucking get itttttt!!!!!

Like I wholeheartedly agree, I even touched a bit upon how different he is as a hotheaded character before

And y’know, that’s the thing I love most about HW as a character

When I first started the show, I genuinely thought that the direction of HW’s character is gonna be the usual hotheaded character that never apologizes, never takes responsibility for their actions, goes against orders, and so on, and I for one genuinely thought HW is gonna be a character I’d hate cause of it, but as I watch more and more episodes i’m genuinely baffled (in a good way) by how Heatwave is written

Yes at the beginning of the show you see these usual traits of what Hotheaded characters are like in HW, (and it makes sense to see them as HW IS a hothead), in ep3 he blames Boulder and Chase when Cody gets upset with him for making fun of Blades, in ep10 he ignores Charlie’s words about thinking of people first and takes matters into his own hands, etc

But what’s baffling (again in a good way) about these traits is the fact their occurrence is very far in between each time it happens, like i want you to let it sink in that these traits are not even the norm for Heatwave, the norm for HW is to take responsibility and accountability for his actions, actually try and learn from his mistakes, is very serious about his job, is protective of those he loves, and it genuinely made me question my sanity, like AYO? What the fuck is even HW’s character

But the answer is simple, he is a hothead yes, just not what you’d usually expect a hothead to act like, and I for one think it’s amazing

I love when shows actually take character tropes and twist them and put in their own touches on them, not only does it give a refreshing take, but also gives a lot more depth to the character

You’d think HW is the type to hold a grudge, or be so into proving he’s right while others are wrong, but nope, this boi actually takes a step back when he makes a mistake and admits he was wrong, HW learns from his mistakes and tries to improve himself, and doesn’t that make a lot more sense for a hothead like him?

Hotheaded characters usually try to be the best at everything, and wouldn’t he be become better and better if he actually admitted his mistakes rather than live in a fantasy that he’s just right all the time?

That aside, speaking of meeting Chase in the middle, you’re so right, and it’s really beautiful, not only that, but for a heavily implied autistic character like Chase, he’s always shown to be competent and more than capable on his own, and I actually think that’s pretty important to show, the world needs more autistic characters like Chase

The thing is with HW, is the fact while opinionated, he still tries to put the comfort of his friends first and that’s such a wholesome thing about him

During the argument, HW actually tries to do what Chase asks him to do, HW could’ve easily used his authority as the leader to simply order Chase to follow without attempting to contact Kade, and the thing is, Chase would’ve followed the order even tho he doesn’t like it, and HW knows it

But HW relents and actually does what puts Chase’s mind at ease and does try to call Kade, and I love it so much

HW tends to do that a lot, he doesn’t force anyone to do something they don’t want to do, the only times he does is when their saftey is a priority

A lil something I want to bring attention to is HW’s tendency to use the phrase “that’s an order” around Chase, HW knows Chase is obsessed with following orders, especially when it’s directly stated with an emphasis like that, but what i love oh so much is the fact HW never abuses that kind of authority and especially not with Chase, he RARELY uses it, and of the few times he did? He used it to make sure Chase doesn’t put himself in danger

The greatest example of this is ep5 of S3 “unfinished business”, HW uses “that’s an order” 3 times in that episode, the first is when they need to go to stasis cause of the energon eater and Chase protests cause he wants to help the people of the damaged ship, HW says “into the stasis pods, now!” then adresses Chase specifically saying “Chase, that’s an order!”

The second time is when Chase hears the message again and tells HW they need to get back, HW is rightfully suspicious and thinks that, hell na, nobody’s going anywhere and especially not stubborn Chase so he says “no Chase, and that’s an order” only for Cody to convince HW to let Chase go

The third time is when Chase and Boulder are about to take the Sigma and are saying goodbye, Charlie tells Chase to “be careful, come back soon” and HW follows that by saying “that’s an order, Chase”

See the pattern? Every time HW uses his authority it’s when he’s worried and wants to keep Chase safe and oh my god does it melt my heart

Of course, Hw still sometimes misuse his authority like when he tells everyone they’re not allowed to celebrate Allspark day, but what I also love is the fact he never truly tries to force them, he just tends to voice his displeasures and grievances

Same with Blades, but in Blades’ case HW is never worried about his saftey cause he knows Blades’ values it, but as you said he does get a tiny bit harsh when it comes to Blades’ anxiety/fear, but then by that point of the video game episode, he realizes he misjudged Blades’ bravery and even goes as far as telling everyone what happened, and you can tell by his tone how proud he is of Blades, HW never says “I’m sorry” outright, but he does show regret and tries his best to fix his mistakes, and repair any damage they caused, he even calls Blades “the bravest of them all”

And just as you said, he lets sleeping dogs lie, he never tries bringing it up again or giving anyone a hard time for something that happened before, he just moves on

Hw taking a step or two back to genuinely consider his approach with things is what makes him a great leader, and an even greater friend, and that’s why you can see his growth so clearly in the show, i’d easily say that by S4 he’s a lot more gentle, considerate and patient than when the show started

As for Blurr?? Damn I actually feel bad for both him and HW, but Blurr makes it really hard to deal with him, and HW might’ve become a lot more patient but he’s still not that patient wheeze

Y’know in a way I feel like HW sees himself in Blurr, at least to an extent, so he does give him chances to get better, but Blurr keeps fucking up due to his reckless nature, but it’s obvious Blurr thinks highly of HW and genuinely wants to make him proud and HW seems to want to actually train Blurr to be a great rescue bot cause he sees that potential in him

The only problem is that these two are too hotheaded to effectively communicate, one wants to be carefree and not to be bound by rules, the other wants this carefree spirit to watch out and actually look at the world around him

Blurr has the “everything is against me” mindset and rarely takes the blame for his actions, and I think that’s what angers HW the most, HW wants Blurr to slow down and actually take in the situation and understand where he fucked up, but Blurr is really bad at seeing the problem and I believe to some extent, is cause Blurr thinks a bit less of himself

But my favorite thing is actually seeing Blurr getting better at taking responsibility for his actions and slowly becoming a better rescuer

The thing is, HW is a bit harsh on Blurr, but does give him credit where its due, when Blurr took the Sigma only to turn back to save GR, HW admits he misjudged him and even seems to genuinely regret being so harsh on him, when Blurr gets on the ground HW is conflicted about whether to yell at him or hug him and i find that really adorable hchcchch

But you can tell how HW is way gentler while dealing with Blurr afterwards, the frustration is still there but he’s become more patient with him and is a lot less demanding and it’s nice to see how their relationship develops from there, hell, even when Blurr fucks up time and again afterwards HW simply asks wtf he’d been thinking but the way he controls his voice and tone, it’s amazing

Anyway, you’re so right the character writing in this show is fucking fantastic, it’s honestly its greatest strength and I’d literally die for every one of them, they’re my beloved <33333

#anothers ask #ano saves asks

[amayadartan]

12

While Olly has been taking care of Amaya, things are not so smooth elsewhere in the Palace for Dartan...

“I want to see her.  I need to make sure she’s alright.” Dartan’s voice was raised as he was arguing with Arioch not far outside of the apartment of rooms he’d been given in an unused wing of the Palace.  He was being guarded, and, as soon as he’d tried to leave, Arioch and Mithos had been alerted.  For the time being, all agreed keeping him segregated from everyone was the best option, given his surly disposition and what had happened to Amaya.

“No one thinks that is best for HER right now.  She needs rest and quiet.  Olly and Arch will be attending to her, along with Abriella and possibly her friend Cassandra, who we have learned has healing abilities as well.  You need not worry about the sweet witch.”  Arioch had to admit he had a soft spot for her.  The previous night she hadn’t reacted when some of their glamour had slipped a couple of times, and she seemed sweet.  What problem Dartan had with her was his own.  She was now stuck there, confused, scared, and didn’t look at the scar down his face with disdain like some had.

“So other men are given the ability to see, touch, and care for my wife, but I cannot.  Do you hear yourself?  How ridiculous is that?!”  Dartan’s voice raised again, and he took a step towards the fallen.  He did not know why he was so angry at being kept away, except he wanted to apologize, to explain that he had not meant for her to be hurt.  If he was bound to her, the least he should be able to do is talk to her.

“You want a divorce, so technically you're her ex-husband as soon as someone figures out how to do it.  Trust me, we’re working hard on that, by the way.  Then we’ll send you home, much to the relief of all of us.”  Arioch was losing his patience.  He was not patient on the best of days, and the Demon of Vengeance wasn’t having the best day with his friend Asher having been tortured by Lucifer’s son, then the hunt for Amaya, and her healing last night.  He was tired and wanted to be done with the spectre in front of him.

“I’ve changed my mind.”  The look on Arioch’s face was one of pure, complete, and unadulterated shock.  Dartan had lost his mind.  The fallen was now sure of it.

“I’m sorry, what did you just say?”  Arioch blinked twice, sure he had not heard the damned spectre correctly.  “You. Changed. Your. Mind?” He repeated the words back slowly, still staring at Dartan as if the other male had grown a second head.  If he had, that might explain this new development.  NOW he changed his mind?  NOW!  “Could you have maybe done that BEFORE you lost her in a forest full of creatures who think of humans as snacks?  Hmm?  Would that, I don’t know, possibly, have been too inconvenient for you?”  The sarcasm was so thick in Arioch’s voice it was almost palpable in the air between the two males, as they faced off against one another.  

“Don’t even start with me, demon.”  Dartan’s voice held warning.  Not that he knew what he’d do to the other male.  “It’s not like I had a lot of time to think about things.  And she…”

“She what?!” Arioch was completely flummoxed on even what to say at this point, and damn near at his breaking point.  If he didn’t think that snapping the neck of the being in front of him might harm Amaya, he would have.  “She made a mistake?!  You mean like you did abandoning her in the forest of a foreign realm where there are vicious animals?  That kind of mistake?  Or one that just inconveniences your royally egotistical dumbass day?” Now the demon was growling, a slight glow starting around him.  Had Dartan considered who he was speaking to, he would have remembered Arioch was the demon of REVENGE.  As in payback.  So getting payback for an innocent left to die in a forest would be right up his alley. Funneling any of the feelings Amya had towards Dartan regarding her treatment would FEED him.

"I didn't ASK to be married to her, but here we are, and I AM.  SHE. IS. MY. WIFE!" Dartan roared back, still not considering who he was dealing with in the slightest. He took a step towards Arioch, his hand coming in front of him, one at chest level palm down and the other at his waist with palm up. Between them a colored mist started to swirl. Fuck this demon, and fuck anyone else who got in his way.

Arioch was not one to be threatened or to back down.  The spectre wanted to dance?  He'd dance, and they'd see if Dartan could die a second time.  Patience completely gone, Arioch shifted into his full, fallen demonic form in an instant, and his talons were buried in the side of Dartan’s neck; purple blood began flowing down the spectre's chest.

Dartan’s eyes were wide as pain cascaded through his body.  Every nerve was lit up as if chain lightning was traversing through every fibre of his entire body.  It was then he realized he'd made a very grave miscalculation on who held the upper hand betwixt the two of them.

#writeblr #fiction #fantasy #dark fantasy #fantasy fiction #original fantasy #original fiction #paranormal fiction #dark fiction #paranormal #original story #original world #my ocs #my writing #original writing #original characters #original content #original character #found family #strangers to friends #witch #spectre #four horsemen of the apocalypse #imperium #hell #specter #gothic #supernatural creatures #angels #demons

[runninriot]

...✍️

The lake is crowded with families and couples and he’s a 26 year old single male, babysitting a 14 year old that doesn’t need him at all.

At least he can be a little proud of not having forgotten how to skate. He hasn’t done that probably in over 10 years but he’s surprised to find that he’s actually able to keep himself upright and balanced on his feet. Good enough to challenge Dustin for a race.

   “Okay, butthead. On the count of three. One. Two.”

   “Hey! That’s not fair!”

Steve doesn’t need to look back to see Dustin’s mad face when he goes off with a head start. He laughs when he hears Dustin close behind, obviously struggling to catch up to him.

They’re not alone on the ice, so they have to occasionally dodge other people to not crash into them. They have almost reached their imaginary finish line and Steve is already celebrating his victory when he makes the mistake of turning his head back to look for Dustin and BAM! rams into someone and topples them both to the ground.

   “Hey asshole! What the fuck is wrong with you? You could’ve hit a kid!”

   “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to-“

Steve collects himself, makes sure everything’s still intact before scrambling back to his feet and looking for the guy he crashed into, to see if he’s hurt. He’s about to apologize when he realises who he collided with.

   “Oh my god, Eddie! I’m- here, let me help you. Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

Eddie’s expression softens when he recognizes him but Steve can see that he’s still angry. As he should be. Because what Steve did was irresponsible. He could’ve seriously hurt someone.

   “Nah, man. I’m good. Just- what the hell were you doing, Steve?”

He takes Steve’s offered hand to help him back up. Beside them, Sally comes into view at the same time Dustin arrives behind him.

   “Wow, Steve. First you cheat and then you run someone over,” he snickers and Steve throws him a look over his shoulder.

   “Not helping, Dustin.”

Eddie laughs at their interaction and it’s only then Steve realises they haven’t let go of each other’s hands. He drops it like he’s been burned, feels heat spreading in his cheeks while Eddie looks at him with crinkled eyes and a lovely smile. Always so kind even if Steve keeps fucking things up.

   “See, dad! I told you you shouldn’t have gone the wrong way.” Sally is looking at Eddie with her arms crossed and a very disappointed, very stern look on her face. Like a mother scolding her misbehaving son.

Steve can’t help but laugh and despite still feeling a little bad, he also feels so light hearted and at ease like he hasn’t for quite some time.

Eddie and Dustin join him with their own laughter and after a while, even Sally rolls her eyes and steps close to her dad to pull him into a side hug.

   “Guess we both fucked up a little, huh?”

Eddie smiles and Steve ignores the tiny jump his heart makes when Eddie looks at him with these big, dark eyes; so deep Steve nearly loses himself in them, barley saved by Dustin’s voice that cuts through the crackling in his ears.

   “I’m Dustin. Hey, I really like that patch on your Jacket. DnD, right?”

   “You play?”

Steve has absolutely zero idea what they’re talking about but the fact that Eddie’s face lights up even more at Dustin’s words makes him happy too.

While Eddie and Dustin fall into a quick back and forth conversation, nearly screaming at each other in excitement, Sally glides over to his side.

   “Dad loves that game. They’re gonna be a while. D’you want to do a lap with me? I’m still learning but I’m not too bad on my skates.”

Steve doesn’t even think about it, just offers his hand for her to take. Her first few steps are still cautious but soon she gets the hang of it and Steve dares to twirl her around carefully. As he watches Sally giggle and smile, he’s suddenly hit with the memory of a girl – strawberry blonde hair up in a pony tail, glistening blue eyes and a smile brighter than the sun.

They stop, maybe because Sally noticed his changing demeanour, and Steve can’t force the urge down to take both her hands and squeeze them tightly.

   “You look so much like her.” He didn’t want to say it out loud, knows he’s overstepping.

   “You knew my mom?” Sally's smile grows wider.

   “I did, yeah. Not very good but we’ve been to the same school.”

Sally nods, thinks for a moment, and then her brows furrow.

   “You must’ve known my father too, then.”

Steve nearly chokes on air. That-

He doesn’t know why he’s so surprised but somehow he thought-

He didn’t think Sally knew that Eddie wasn’t her real dad. She does call him dad so, Steve assumed that maybe they’ve made her believe that he was. But apparently, not all families hide behind a web of lies.

   “I- I did. But he...”

Steve doesn’t know what to say, doesn’t want to make her feel bad by pushing a finger into an open wound.

   “He could’ve never compared to Eddie. You’ve got the best dad there. Even if he’s shit at skating.” Steve winks at her, hopes it’s enough to take away some of the heaviness.

   “Yeah. He’s alright," she answers through a giggle.

They both turn to look at where Eddie and Dustin are still gesturing excitedly at each other.

Sally and Steve are still holding hands and when Eddie catches sight of them, Steve can see the way his body eases, can see the love shining in his eyes even from the distance.

Eddie really is a good guy. A great dad. A nice person.

It makes Steve sad to think that in another life, they maybe could’ve been friends. Because despite their very different characters and the very different situations they are in, he feels like they’re not so different when it comes to their values and dreams.

Comfort, love, a place to call home.

There isn’t much else you need to be happy.

Maybe Steve, too, will find that some day.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #dustin henderson #steddie fic #wip #single parent eddie munson

[stickstone]

it’s the morning and i’m going to try to better articulate my feelings about shadow (so spoilers below)

i’ll be honest i really loved this book. like yeah it has a few issues here and there but i think overall it does a genuinely great job of giving readers a better impression of what the arc is actually going to be about. this feels like the turning point in the arc’s quality and i’m hoping it’s able to maintain this for the rest of the arc

i was very much looking forward to where each of the protagonists arc was going after finishing frostpaw’s chapter. it felt like the natural end to the book and set up future plots very well.

sunbeam feeling rightfully angry at nightheart for using her to get into shadowclan and then leaving abruptly without any care for how that would affect her was very interesting. when berryheart took advantage of sunbeam’s hurt to comfort her and try to turn her against outsider, berryheart suddenly became a much better antagonist (i already thought she was good, but having a villain manipulate their own daughter is good shit). i was really looking forward to where this would go, it felt like the natural progression of sunbeam’s arc. we’ve seen time and time again that she’s a pushover, other characters treat her like her feelings don’t matter. she was pushed into being nightheart’s mate without regard for how she felt about it, and when she actually did start to feel something for him, he left without warning her. it would be so interesting to watch a character like that find catharsis in lashing out and making bad decisions

so nightheart. ok so for one thing he was overall more bearable than last book, and i’m glad that the sparkpelt and finchlight thing was resolved because i did not want to see that conflict anymore. however. since i know people will be like “see! nightheart was being portrayed as in the wrong the whole time!”. no he wasn’t lol. sparkpelt and finchlight’s characterization changes rapidly depending on what is needed for nightheart’s arc. that’s the issue people have been trying to talk about. the women in his life were painted as unreasonable harpies. in the scene where nightheart and sparkpelt make up, the focus is more on sparkpelt apologizing for all the weird ooc decisions she made rather than nightheart ‘being in the wrong’. now. what i was hoping for in regards to his second to last chapter. was that the focus of his arc would now be how he may have reconciled with his family, but that change the fact that he has a pattern of not considering how others are affected by his actions. if this book was about him figuring out how badly his decision to abruptly leave thunderclan hurt his family, the book ends with his decision to abruptly leave shadowclan hurting sunbeam. it would be a genuinely interesting and clever thing for the erin’s to do if they did this to demonstrate that nightheart hadn’t fully learned his lesson yet. he was still ignoring the feelings of others, with his decision to return being motivated more by home-sickness than an actual understanding of his selfish behavior. i thought it would be awesome to have a situation where nightheart has to fully contend with the fact that he made a mistake and seriously hurt someone, reflecting on all of his past behavior to finally realize just how selfish he’s been

frostpaw’s chapters were pretty good, i really love the riverclan plot. it wasn’t 100% confirmed but i think it’s pretty safe to say splashtail’s the one who nearly killed her at the end of the book. that entire final chapter was absolutely chilling and should’ve been what the book ended on

the last two chapters are where the book ruined everything in regards to sunbeam’s arc, nightheart’s arc, and a strong set up for the next book

in sunbeam’s final chapter, we see her anger still there but it’s lessened. it’s directed at an imaginary woman instead of nightheart (bad trope!), is portrayed as her being “clingy and jealous” rather than rightfully pissed off, and she’s cleared her head a bit so has decided not to listen to berryheart, whose attempts to manipulate her are now boiled down to suggesting toms for sunbeam to date. it’s weird and i don’t like how this chapter boils down all her emotions to “is sad about nightheart leaving”

the following chapter is nightheart’s, and the final chapter of the book. sunbeam shows up to join thunderclan, apparently having made this monumental decision offscreen and put aside all her anger towards nightheart (ANGER THAT WAS DESERVED BTW). not only does this move fully boil sunbeam down to nightheart’s love interest, it completely derails all of her much more interesting conflicts in shadowclan.

it’s a bad writing move! sources of potential (and much more interesting) conflict have been shut down in the last two chapters of the book. sunbeam rapidly went from being furious at nightheart to being willing to join thunderclan to be with him. it’s frustrating to read and demonstrates an unwillingness from the writers to portray nightheart as ever being in the wrong. the actions he take that hurt others are quickly forgiven and forgotten about, even though actually addressing his selfish behavior would make for a much MUCH better story

with all that being said. i still do really like the frostpaw chapters and am excited to see where that goes. unfortunately all my hopes for sunbeam and nightheart’s potential has been dashed in two chapter, though. it’s left a very sour taste in my mouth and i have trouble imagining what they could do to salvage sunbeam’s arc. which makes me sad because there really was so much potential for her

hopefully my thoughts here are coherent. will probably spend the majority of the wait between books talking about and drawing splashtail lol

#warrior cats #a starless clan #asc spoilers #asc shadow #frostpaw #nightheart #wc sunbeam #sunbeam wc

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I joined tumblr ‘cause of Shinee just recently and was a babywol (2022), really admired them, especially Key. I feel lost, and like such a fool for feeling this conflicted. As a poc, I’m so done with making excuses for people, it’s always heartbreaking to tell people how I feel, be dismissed or worse just be heard and then they do nothing about it, not even stand by you. It’s gutting when it keeps happening, just never gets easier- like I know they’re going to hurt me, but I also love them because there’s a lot of good to them? Also, how many people can I cut out from my life? I don’t want to see Taekey dragged, it’s just so much worse knowing they’re fully capable of learning and growing from this, but they most probably won’t bother, especially with a lot of the fandom trying to bury our comments. It’s just infuriating when taekey have talked about what it feels like with people commenting about their image/ weight, and they turn around and do the same thing to their own friend. I can’t believe just last week I was all happy for Key being called a ‘safe and comforting presence for fans’ in some article. Do you think they’re likely to apologize/change? I’ve heard some comments about a concert where one of the members apologized in the past. again, feel foolish for holding out hope, but I’m just so tired and feel so torn.

Hi Anon,

I am dictating this, so apologies if any of it comes off weird. I don't think you have to make excuses for people and I don't think it's a matter of them not wanting to learn. My own take is that it's a cultural difference that is difficult to bridge. That's not an excuse that's just a reason; that being said, when I watch old Korean stuff like TV et cetera versus what is out now there is a big difference. That doesn't mean it's perfect, but to me, I see it going in the direction that is what I want and expect.

Basically, I think you can respect someone's art and like their art but acknowledge that you don't like every part of them or everything that they do, the same as the way you love a family member, but you don't like everything that they do. The problem in these spaces, These online spaces, is that People associate an artist with their own identity, and then that artist's failing becomes their own, and it's not, it is theirs for them to own and keep. And it is enough for you to say I'm not cool with that and make your thoughts known.

I think that everyone is capable of making mistakes and mistakes that are hurtful, and it's up to us to decide what we have as a boundary and what we don't. And honestly, I've been a fan of shinee since late 2019, and this is the first thing like this that I've seen go on. I saw the old stuff but I wasn't surprised because I've seen that with every single group that I've looked into and I've seen it in almost every Korean show that I've watched. But they have apologised about things and they are people who self reflect.

not a lot of fans have watched it, but the interview in 2018 with radio star.... There's so much reflection in discussion of changing as people, about growing up and understanding when you've hurt someone, and changing your behaviours, so I just think out of everyone that I've seen, I see a lot more of that with this group than other groups. And it is specific. Key went on about how he used to hurt peoples' feelings. Then it's something that he has to watch out for. Obviously it is something that he probably still struggles with for whatever reason and I think we've all seen that, if you're a fan and you've watched enough stuff. I feel more comfortable with artists who are honest and make mistakes and discuss those things whether it's tomorrow or it's like six months from now. Then people who purposely ignore it or make disingenuous comments. I don't think this is a group that ever makes disingenuous comments, I don't know if that's helpful, anonymous, But that's my two cents.

#there is an above average chance it will be addressed #that's my opinion #shinee ask #shawols