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yauchfilms · 3 days
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so american ✢ max verstappen
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pairing: max verstappen x singer!reader
warnings: none; just some silly shit, some swearing, google translate dutch
summary: y/n is teasing way too many things at once…..can the fans keep up? 
author's note: this is NOT an original concept i am aware of this. but this hasn’t left my brain in days. i’ve got a very specific vision so let me cook. i know i haven't posted on here in over a year but i've returned an f1 fan. enjoy!
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yourname: i think i'm in love with montreal. sorry i’ve been so off the grid but i am Loving Life so hard. so much inspo in my life rn. will talk soon i promise. love u all bunches 🫶🏼🌷
ynsbestfriend: hey queen you have done it again!
-> yourname: ugh i love you so bad
user1: UM BAE WHOS THAT IN THE LAST SLIDE?
-> yourname: beats me! 
-> user1: i do not trust you. 
lilymhe: hiiiii pretty girl
-> yourname: stop im blushinggggg
user2: i fear she’s in her lover girl era 
-> user3: girl help im so fucking scared right now what’s happening
user4: so does any of this have to do with your story from yesterday??????
*liked by yourname.*
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yourname: life's been a beach lately. clearly i've been loathing my time in spain ://///
user5: IS THAT MAX
-> user6: no bc it HAS to be
heidiberger_: Loved spending the week with you! 🤍
-> yourname: same!!!!!! let's do it again sometime 🥰
-> user6: NOT DANNY RIC'S GF COMMENTING?????? AND LILY MUNI HE ON HER LAST POST???????
user6: no bc even if her and max were dating and she's been traveling with him why have we not seen her in the paddock
-> user7: to throw us off our rhythm????
-> user8: what if they debut at his home race in spa ijbol
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yourname: hahaha felt like dropping 2 things at once on u guys LOLLLLLLLL. thank u to redbullracing, spagrandprix, and the city of spa for letting me and my friends crash the race the other week to film the “so american” music video, and to maxie for winning in ur home country. it was so fucking special to be there supporting u. i love u baby!
ps. another thank u to max for thinking i'm the funniest person in the world and making fun of my americanness for as long as i've known him (which is quite a while).
enjoy this tune guys. it's urs forever and i hope u love it as much as i love the person it's about 🫶🏼 🇧🇪 🇳🇱 TU DU DU DU!!!!!
user9: OH NMY GOD I FUCKING KNEW I SAW U IN THE GARAGE
ynsbestfriend: thanks for letting me third wheel mommy
-> yourname: no one else i'd rather drag along!!!
danielricciardo: Welcome to the family! Song's a banger although I can't believe it's actually about Max of all people 🤢 GROSS!!
-> yourname: jealousy is a disease danny.
user10: i actually cannot fathom this this is so me core
alexandramalsaintmleux: I am so glad to know you! Your happiness is everything 🩷
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maxverstappen1: Spent a week away in New England with my talented, gorgeous girl. Loved getting away and experiencing America through her eyes! Consider me an honorary American now! Also, stream “So American” wherever you choose. It's about me 😉 
yourname: does this mean i can stop hiding in the garage now???
landonorris: Happy for you mate! Love the song as well yourname 🤍
-> yourname: awe thank u lando 🥺 i got more to show u when i see u next!!!!!!
redbullracing: ❤️💙
user11: MAX IS IN HIS LOVER BOY ERA
danielricciardo: How many more times can you say American?
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yourname: nothing like celebrating the best 2 weeks of my life than showing my boy around ye olde stomping grounds #soamerican
liamlawson30: This is so American of him
-> yourname: like he fits in so well!
lydianight: u'll have him in the american flag board shorts in no time
-> yourname: baby steps :///
user11: she really is in her lover girl era 🥺
clairo: did you take him to the chipotle that is also a historic landmark downtown??
-> yourname: dude of COURSE i did. he said it was "interesting"
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Unwanted: Chapter 26, Unsurprising - Pt. 2
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader
Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.
Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, mentions of sex trafficking, drug use, jealousy
Word Count: 890
Previously On...: You and Bucky had a good discussion about how to forgive.
A/N: "Brother?" Yeah, that's a whole different kind of fic... lol
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The two of you fell into an easy rhythm after that. Working together came as naturally as breathing, and you almost wished you had had the opportunity to do it long before now, before everything had gone to shit between the two of you.
Though you were feeling better, Bucky insisted you call in for that night’s shift at the Wiggle Room. “You just experienced a major trauma,” he’d told you. “Give yourself a night to heal, please.” You really couldn’t argue with that, so you called the club, putting it on speaker.
“Viggle Room,” a heavily accented voice said on the other end of the line, “vhere every viggle haz a purpose, every giggle iz magic. Ziz is Dimitri speaking.”
You stifled a laugh at the clubs heretofore unknown tagline. “Uh, hey, Dimitri; it’s Cherry.”
“Ah, little dove!” the big man bellowed across the line, “you are to be coming in soon to see Dimitri tonight, yes?”
“Uh, yeah, about that.” You nibbled nervously on the skin of your thumb. “Listen, Dimitri, I’m not going to be able to make my shift. I, uh, had a bad reaction to some pills I took last night,” you offered, hoping he would buy your fib. “Ended up having to go to the hospital.”
“Little dove, no!” Dimitri sounded genuinely concerned. “And zat durak boyfriend of yourz haz left you alone. Does little dove need Dimitri to come take care of her?” 
Oh, fuck. You’d forgotten that you’d used the excuse that you and your ‘boyfriend,’ Sam, had broken up, and that’s why he wasn’t going to be around anymore. You’d have to make sure to tell him that Dimitri thought he was an idiot.
“Um, no, Dimitri,” you said quickly, “I’m alright. My, uh…” You paused, trying to think of some excuse to keep him from trying to come over to the safehouse. “My brother’s here with me,” you finished lamely.
“‘Brother’?” Bucky mouthed with a smirk and a quirk of his eyebrow. You gave him a panicked look and shrugged; it was the best you could come up with on the spot.
“But thank you so much for offering, Dimitri,” you added, wanting to keep Kozlov’s right hand man on your side in case you ended up needing more from him in the future. “It’s just so sweet of you to offer. Really.”
Dimitri chuckled on the other end of the phone. “Tell no one, but little dove iz Dimitri’s favorite of all Kozlov’s girls. Only little dove iz so kind as to take time to speak to Dimitri, ask about hiz day. Little dove haz good heart. Dimitri not forget zat.”
You were momentarily at a loss for words. Sure, the man had ties to a sex trafficking operation, but you didn’t know the extent to which he was actually involved, and he had always been kind to you. It made you a little sad to think about how you’d only been manipulating him this entire time.
“Thanks, Dimitri,” you said, needing to end the call before you said something stupid. “You’re my favorite of all Kozlov’s guys, too, you know.” That wasn’t even a lie. The bar was just really, really low. 
“Ah, little dove make Dimitiri blush!” he laughed. “Now, go get rest, Dimitri will tell Kozlov little dove is sick. Oh, and little dove?” he added. “Zis iz vhy you should not be taking all Kozlov’s drugz, yes? Iz not safe.”
You assured him you’d learned your lesson about illegal substances (that was the truth, at least) and, thanking him, disconnected the call. You looked up to see Bucky scrutinizing you, an unreadable expression on his face.
“What?” you asked, moving past him to place your phone on its charger in your room.
“Nothing, little dove,” he said, mouth turning up into a smirk. “Just hadn’t realized you were… fraternizin’ with the targets, is all.”
“Stop,” you warned, turning around to face him again. “It’s not like that.”
“Oh, it’s not?” Bucky asked, and this time you noticed a hard edge to his teasing. “Tell me, little dove,” he said, giving the words every bit of the same accented inflection Dimitiri had, yet somehow making them sound so much fucking hotter, “how was dear old Dimitiri planning on taking care of you, then? He one of your twenty-eight?” 
Holy shit, you thought with some sick satisfaction and sense of pride, was he actually… jealous? A part of you wanted to play into it, see how far you could push him, get him riled up, but the part of you that had had her insides scraped out last night honestly wasn’t in the mood.
“Don’t be gross,” you said instead. “He’s decent. Honestly, the only guy in that entire damned place who’s been remotely kind to me.”
“Decent?” Bucky asked, clearly not buying your assessment of the Russian henchman.
“Yeah, well, you know,” you defended, “as decent as a guy whose boss is on the Hydra payroll probably can be. He’s never been inappropriate, or creepy. Or even stared at me too long when I danced. Not once. And he’s been on my ass about the drugs.”
“Yeah, alright,” said Bucky with a chuckle. “This Dimitri’s a saint.”
“Not a saint,” you countered. “Just, you know, not evil.”
Bucky shrugged a shoulder and waved a hand. “Semantics.”
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missjadesfics · 2 days
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"You will never lose me."
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Duncan Idaho x Reader Request: Yes Summary: Escaping from the attack on Arrakis, Y/n Atreides is reunited with Duncan Idaho and living amongst the Fremen in Sietch Tabr. While Paul and Jessica work with the Fremen about the Lisan-Al Giab prophecy, Y/n and Duncan grow closer, revealing hidden feelings for one another. Warnings: None, just Duncan and Y/n being in love with one another. dividers: @rookthornesartistry Word Count: 2,2k Disclaimer: I don't own Dune or its characters, nor do I claim them as my own Comments likes and reblogs are always adored and appreciated xx
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The fall of House Atreides happened in the dead of night. Paul, his twin sister Y/n, and their mother Jessica reunited with Duncan after experiencing a close encounter with death. Duncan defeated the Sardakuar and lived to see another day, helping the living Atreides family members survive the attack. Living amongst the Fremen at the Sietch Tabr, Duncan observed how Jessica tried to convince the sceptical Fremen of the prophecy that a mother and her two children from the outer world would save them. Y/n lets her mother and brother talk to the Fremen, and Duncan remains close to Y/n. Nothing filled Duncan with more pride than ensuring he kept the future Duchess safe. His loyalty to her and House Atreides never faltered, something she always admired in Duncan, and she knew she could rely on him for anything. Late-night talks, he was there. Evening or early morning strolls, he would accompany her. If she needed someone to help her go to sleep, he would help her. Y/n felt timid around the Fremen as she often kept to herself away from the others.
Over time, Paul helped his sister and himself adapt to the Fremen’s ways, just like Duncan did on his scout mission. Duncan’s heart beamed with pride, watching the two young Atreides come into their own. Paul took his title as Duke, embracing his father’s role but also as Muad’Dib and Usal to the Fremen. Y/n watched her brother grow into an influential leader and an acclaimed prophet. Their mother, Jessica, insisted that Y/n take the Water of Life, which Y/n wasn’t overly ready for. Even though only women could take the Water of Life, Y/n felt nervous that anything could go wrong. Sitting amongst the women, Y/n heard the chanting as she slowly sat cross-legged across from her mother. Y/n looked around, searching for Duncan. “I want Duncan here”, she stated.
The women all shook their heads in warning. “No man is allowed; this is a sacred process” Y/n began to breathe heavily. “No, I need him here, Mother, please” she hyperventilated. Jessica observed her daughter; her eyes were emotionless, and the Fremen woman began to pour the liquid into Y/n’s mouth. “Mother, I don’t want to do this”, Y/n pleaded as Jessica smiled gently, but Y/n felt no reassurance. Y/n’s body began to jolt, feeling the water of life spread through her. Laying on the sand, Y/n moaned in pain. Chani looked down at her friend, worry written on her face. “Y/n, it’s okay, please be okay”, she held her friend’s hand “DUNCAN!” Y/n screamed out. Chani began to cry as Y/n thrashed in agony. “I will get Duncan; hold on”, Chani babbled, ignoring the warnings from the Fremen women. 
Duncan sat on the sand outside with Paul, his knees bouncing anxiously. Paul furrowed his brows, watching his mentor. “She will be okay, Duncan. If I know my sister, she is strong-willed like my mother has taught us to be. The ways of the Bene Gesserit aren’t easy to learn; Y/n has excelled far better than I have” Paul smiled, patting his mentor’s shoulder. Hearing Y/n’s cries, all the Fremen looked up, the sounds of distress echoing through the Sietch Tabr. Duncan felt his heart shatter, seeing Chani appear in his view, her breathing heavy “Duncan, Paul, something is wrong” Chani held her stomach, both Duncan and Paul following behind her as she led them to where Y/n was. Jessica looked up; her silence made Paul feel sick, and he didn’t understand why she wasn’t helping. Duncan fell to his knees beside Y/n, holding her face in his hand, and the other held her shaking hands. 
“Y/n, sweetheart, I’m here; it’s okay”, he spoke calmly. Paul and Chani tried to hold back their tears Y/n moaned in pain, rolling onto her stomach. “No, please!” she sobbed loudly, curling while holding her body. “Duncan!” Y/n cried; her eyes fluttered, her once natural eye colour now stained with blue from the spice and water of life. Y/n fell onto the sand, falling into unconsciousness. Paul scrambled over, “Y/n no, mother do something!” He shouted, shaking Y/n’s body. “No, no, no, Y/n”, he rocked back and forth as Y/n released a sharp gasp; shuddering, she met Paul’s eyes. “Paul”, she whispered. Paul nodded. “Yes, it’s me. Are you okay?” He helped her sit up, her eyes drifting to Duncan; he smiled, a breath of relief falling from his lips. Hugging Duncan tightly, Y/n cried quietly. Breathing in his scent, she began to calm down. Duncan tucked his face in her hair, kissing her softly. “Shh, shh, it’s okay, I’m here”, he murmured, swaying them. The Fremen women began murmuring and praying as Y/n looked upon her mother; feeling betrayed, she stood with the help of Duncan and Paul. “I told you I did not want this. You are selfish,” she said, walking away. Duncan and Paul followed her, and Chani glanced back at Jessica. Chani shook her head in disbelief before joining her friends. 
Y/n heard Duncan and Paul calling out to her as she kept walking. “Please leave me alone, just for a while. I need to think,” She told them, her figure disappearing outside. Chani pushed past Paul. “I’ll speak to her,” she smiled gently. Duncan and Paul looked at one another before sitting beside each other as Stilgar joined them. “Women are the most unique creatures; I have seen many strong come and go. Your sister is not like your mother. More like your father.” He looked to Paul, and the young Atreides sighed. “I’ve always seen more of our father in her than me. My sister and my mother’s relationship has always been estranged. Since birth, I’ve always felt a different connection with her, whereas Y/n and our father.” He let out a small chuckle. “Were the same. She was the one who suggested an alliance with you and your people, Stilgar. And that is how Duncan came to meet you before we came. Y/n made that happen,” He told Stilgar; the older man hummed in response. “And she is not one with the Bene Gesserit, no?” Stilgar asked. Paul gave a nod. Stilgar took the silent answer. 
Paul knew the effects of the Water of Life. Centuries of knowledge Y/n has gained were against her will, and she didn’t want them. That separates her from Paul while they are twins and share everything. Their personalities couldn’t be any more different; while there were similarities, Y/n wasn’t much like their father or mother. She was a mix of both, but Y/n was far more reserved than a normal Atreides. Something that always did worry Leto. But since their father’s passing, Y/n was forced to embrace the title of Duchess alongside her brother as Duke. They were the future of House Atreides, and if the prophecy was true, they were the saviours; to the Fremen, they were the two halves of the Messiah—the Lisan-Al Gibs. Together, Paul and Y/n would lead the Fremen to paradise, but Paul wanted to overthrow the Emperor for the murder of his father. Something Y/n didn’t wish to. She wasn’t fueled with revenge like her brother; she felt saddened about her father’s passing; she wanted justice too, but at what price?
The three men looked up as Chani returned. “Duncan, you can speak to her now. She seems fine.” Chani sat beside Paul while Duncan stood, finding Y/n on a rock ledge outside. Y/n wiped her eyes, feeling Duncan’s large frame embrace her in his arms, pulling her towards his body. “I’ve seen everything. What will happen to Paul if he goes down the path of becoming the Lisan-Al Giab. I don’t want to see myself fall into his Holy War, Duncan” She laid her head back on his chest, wrapping her arms around him. Duncan felt her body tense. “Nothing will happen, sweetheart” Y/n turned to face Duncan. “You don’t understand centuries of Bene Gesserit knowledge is in my mind. I saw blood, destruction, and death. Paul’s Holy War will bring endless suffering and pain; everything our Father built for us will be torn down. By Atreides, by Harkonnens the Emperor. We are not safe,” Y/n pressed her head to Duncan’s, and both closed their eyes at the contact. “You may have escaped death once, Duncan, but I’m afraid you won’t if what I have seen comes true” Duncan held Y/n’s face, his eyes gazing over her worried face. “Nothing will ever happen to me. I promise I swear on my life,” Duncan breathed, his lips grazing hers Y/n took in a sharp inhale at the feeling, “Duncan” Y/n whispered his name like it was a prayer, pulling her closer to his lap. Duncan’s fingers threaded through her hair. He pressed his lips to hers, leaving both of them breathless. “Y/n”, Duncan moaned her name, their kiss growing more passionate. “You do not know how long I’ve waited to do this”, Duncan breathed, pulling away from the kiss Y/n’s eyes fluttered open, staring into Duncan’s green irises, a smile appearing on her lips. “I’ve felt the same way. I didn’t tell my father it was you; I asked him what it felt like to be in love. And when he told me, I knew that was how I felt about you. I think he might have had his suspicions, though,” She giggled lightly, making Duncan laugh with a nod. “I knew how intuitive your father was; he knew. I told him of my feelings for his daughter, and he permitted if anything were to happen. You and I were to be wed for your protection” He smiled, that charming smile Y/n had grown to love over the years. The smile that reassured her everything would be okay.
She held back tears at the thought that her father approved of her and Duncan. He knew about Duncan’s feelings, which meant he knew about hers but pretended not to. “Y/n, you have become the only one in my life that keeps me breathing. The light of my life. The sole owner of my heart, the woman who occupies my dreams and thoughts. I never wanted to be apart from you, and I will fight anyone who dares to keep me away from you. I want to be the only one to hold you, kiss your lips, and hear your worries and desires. I have and will love you until my final breath. No matter what.” Duncan and Y/n sat silently as Y/n nodded, her cheek pressed to his. “If I am the keeper of your heart, then you are the keeper of mine Duncan Idaho. No man will ever change that I have no desire to be with anyone but you. I only want you. I can see our future so clearly now” Y/n pulled away. Duncan’s eyes lit up. “And?” He grinned, and Y/n smiled. “We are happy, and I see our children playing with you. It doesn’t look like Arrakis, and there’s grass and a lake. It’s just us, Duncan. You and I and our family.” Y/n felt tears in her eyes. Duncan swiped his thumbs underneath to catch her tears before they fell down her cheeks. “Everything will be alright, little one, I promise.” 
Stilgar had made arrangements for Y/n and Duncan to be wed. Paul was most happy; he had an inkling of his sister’s feelings for Duncan, but he hadn’t been aware of his friend’s feelings for his sister. Chani was excited to see a wedding; it was something grand for her. Paul watched as he sat beside Chani whilst Stilgar spoke during the ceremony. As the Naib, he had the honour of wedding his new friends to one another. In both Fremen traditions and Atreides traditions from Paul, Y/n and Duncan were husband and wife. Duncan pulled Y/n in for a passionate kiss. The uproar from the Fremen echoed in Sietch Tabr. 
Paul clapped his hands with a wide grin on his face. Jessica sat with the other Bene Gesserit fremen women as her lips twitched. Her daughter was happy; she was in love. Jessica watched as she locked eyes with her daughter. Jessica bowed her head; it was her way of showing her approval. Y/n smiled gently at her mother before her eyes fell on Paul, and his grin was as wide as Chani’s. Paul embraced his sister tightly. “If only our father were here to see, he would have been overjoyed.” He kissed his sister’s head before returning to Chani, joining the Fremen as the celebrations began. Duncan and Y/n looked into each other’s eyes lovingly. “Duncan, promise me everything will be okay and nothing will happen to you”, Y/n whispered. Duncan hummed in response as he kissed her lips softly. 
He pulled away, holding her face. “I promise you nothing will happen my love. You will never lose me"
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Expanding on my previous post, I think having to take care of child of the enemy would be such a wonderful deconstruction of Leviathan's character.
Leviathan's main motivation for everything he does is to protect the future of Hell, to protect the children and avange the ones that were lost in the experiments. He eliminates anything that might be dangerous for Hell because if there's even a 1% chance of someone suffering he would blame himself for it. He wants to go find the seed of the fruir of knowledge even though he knows it's a dangerous journey, just because it might save his subjects.
Also, Leviathan (as far as we know) has the most personal reason to hate angels. He's seen them at their cruelest and they've always been a traumatic force in his life. While the other kings got to have more peaceful childhoods (again, we don't know if they were abused, I'm just going off what we know) Leviathan never had that priveledge. Even before the war he was abused by them, and now, in his adulthood, he still can't move on because he sees his subjects being killed and tortured by the same people that abused him.
I think that out of all the characters, Leviathan would be the most... interesting father. Don't get me wrong, he won't be bad, but the sort of abuse that Leviathan had to go through changes you in ways you might never expect. He loves kids, the main reason he fights this war is to make sure the children in Hell get a childhood that isn't characterised primarly by war and death. But if he had to deal with a child 1 on 1 for long stretches of time...
He'll probably be extremely overprotective of them, going by the same rule of 1% change of danger = death. The way most parenting works, especially from people that were abused in their childhoods, is that of trying to protect the child from the trauma they experienced. I doupt Leviathan would even let angels look at his kid, or anyone that he percieves as dangerous for that matter.
We also see in the Orias event that Leviathan can be very nice to the people he likes, and I think that it would be the same for his kid. It would be something like
Leviathan strangling MC: I need to kill you, MC, for your life is bringing certain doom amoungst my people
Levi's kid: Dad, can you help me with my algebra?
Leviathan dropping MC to the ground: Yes, sweetheart, what is it? Do you want us to repeat your multiplications table?
Tl;dr of this post is - stop saying Leviathan would be a shit dad. He'll be overprotective of his kid, but he'll never in a million years hurt a child
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iapislazuli · 2 days
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nightheart, finchlight, and pre-verbal trauma
(sorry, i ramble a bit here lol)
im surprised i havent seen any discussion or analyses on nightheart / finchlight and pre-verbal trauma, since that's like, exactly what happened to them? (And nipping this in the bud right away no, I'm not saying this is Sparkpelt's fault btw, she was suffering from grief and PPD, and she made the best posible choice by having sorrelstripe foster her kits! for her situation, she was the best parent she could've been). but finch and night were so young, they couldn't understand what was happening. they were newborn kittens who couldnt see or hear, the only thing they knew was their mother's scent, and they got taken away from her, and thrust into a new space wholly unfamiliar to them with no warning. yes, it was for a good reason, and yes in the long run it likely benefitted their health physically. and yes, it was for a comparatively short amount of time, too. but them experiencing that at such a young age, having all they've ever known taken from them when they can't even open their eyes yet is, well, traumatic! young children experience the world so much differently than teenagers and adults. everything happening to them is basically happening for the first time. how did they knew sparkpelt would come back? they didn't! they had no way to understand the idea of PPD and grief. the effects of pre-verbal trauma sticks with you for life even if you can't remember it. this is such a huge misconception about child psychology it makes me crazy. a baby being so young it can't talk doesn't mean it doesnt have feelings!! and this leads to my next point...
which is how the differences in their adolescences led to their abilities to cope with this trauma being different. pre-verbal trauma causes abandonment issues and trouble regulating emotions among other symptoms; something nightheart very obviously struggled with. but what about his sister? finchlight is seemingly way more well-adjusted. this is likely because she chose to follow her mother to exile. wether knowingly or not, she didn't reinforce the abandonment issues caused by her pre-verbal trauma, which led to her being a more well adjusted adult with less glaringly obvious emotional issues. it could have also caused her to become unhealthily clingy to her mother, leading her trauma to manifest in a different way. maybe she also has empathy issues, not understanding why her brother cant just "get over it" like she did (she didn't just get over it tho, lol, she's just coping in a different way). there's lots of room for interpretation with finchlight, i think. while the authors' choice to apply this experience only to nightheart is frustratingly arbitrary and follows warrior cats' very protagnist-centric narratives, i do believe that following an analysis based on the idea of pre-verbal trauma and finchlight's choice to follow her mother into exile, you can explain why these two siblings reacted to the same situation so different. and i think looking to it that way, it's pretty damn interesting!!
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peniscat · 2 months
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i miss succession and the community it gave me </3
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mel-loly · 4 months
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-“Oh, school has to be something serious, especially this year/something like that!”
The things I did when I was at school (especially in computer class):
TW: cigarette
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I have a lot of memories, and this is certainly one of the most important/best/funniest in my life. I'm really going to miss everything... and I'm already crying lol..
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rhymaes · 4 months
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Mysterious Lotus Casebook // Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
(continuation of x)
#and YES I USED THE SAME PIC TO BEGIN HIS. BECAUSE WHERE HIS STORY BEGINS#IS WHERE LI LIANHUA’S ENDS AND GOD. HE THOUGHT THEY HAD FOREVER#fang duobing’s turn because time is rushing toward them!!! and he believed they had it and then didn’t and then did again#and then it’s—all gone. like a light snuffed out. there is always a dark darker than the dark you know#and what li lianhua believed he was freeing fang duobing from is what he will spend the rest of his life mourning#& it’s. you have enough time. and then you don’t. and then you do because he told you so and you wanted to believe him even after everything#so you did. and oh. it was so much worse to think you could have it. that you had it together. and then finding he knew it was never a#possibility to begin with because he exchanged his death for your life but he doesn’t understand he wrote the eulogy you will roam the wide#world with for the rest of your life without him#just. holy shit. it’s a cruelty that li lianhua truly does not believe is cruel. he believes it’s a blessing. and it’s the worst thing#fang duobing has ever experienced—not his father not his illness nor his run away marriage or obligation as a young master he hates—its this#ANYWAY. yeah. yeah. finished the book today so natural I had to take the last quote completely out of context for my own selfish reading for#them bc what can I say I’m a selfish reader in any regard#mysterious lotus casebook#fang duobing#li lianhua#li xiangyi#di feisheng
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enypneon · 4 months
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just a reminder that murtagh compares the way he should approach a child to the way he'd approach horses.
... as an alternative to dragon rider, he considers being a mercenary and/or surgeon for paid employment (maybe this can be used for crossovers where dragon riders won't make much sense).
... never had someone teach him the ways of magic (properly) sure galbatorix showed him this and that but ha ☝️ you'd be a fool to believe he taught him more than was the absolute and bare minimum. sometimes he still needs to get creative for 'basic' use of magic.
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satanfemme · 4 months
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I love lying on job application forms 🎉
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alisaint · 9 days
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i feel like sometimes (many times) people get realism / "if this were to happen to a real person in the real world context, then this character would experience and grapple with x, y, z" mixed up with text / what that character is actually going through in the story which is always going to be constrained by time, space, and the creator's biases and experiences
#thinking abt lucas bc if he were not written by a team of white people then yes his character would be different and have so#much more depth and he would be experiencing and going through things that the others don't#but as it stands.... he's chilling. lol.#the only time he got depth was in his book that was written by a black male author.#and tbh i don't really think it's right or fair to dog on people for saying that he's chilling bc he just.... is? like the duffers have not#touched any of the topics they could have as it pertains to being a black boy in a majority white racist small midwestern town#and the one time they did they still didn't even really touch on it fr? like somehow it wasn't abt him... even though#he was the one being attacked for being black..... and then we just never touched on that again lol#he went through all that scary ass supernatural AND real life racism shit and we don't see him struggle after#not like we see some white characters struggle#so no i don't think someone is being racist by just pointing out what's on screen. in real life shit would be mad different#but it's not real life. and what is written is so limited because this is a black character written by white people.#and tbh it applies to so much other stuff but tht jus popped into my mind like there's nothing wrong with adding to the text#but that shouldn't be confused with actually being textual..... u feel me?#and at the end he's not really chilling bc he literally almost died n had a gun pulled on him but other than that he's usually#the one chilling bc he's every other (white) character's fixer-upper. he's always the support character to help them#and advance their plots and development :/
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dandyshucks · 2 months
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i get slightly annoyed when people make community posts that tell ppl to stop doing xyz and use the phrases "they're a FICTIONAL character, theyre NOT REAL" to justify whatever theyre saying because:
1) everyone knows that already, we're all aware these are blorbos from our media;
2) if someone is genuinely struggling to grasp that because of a delusion or similar, a forceful reality check is only going to cause harm rather than help;
3) it just feels so needlessly patronizing;
4) most of the time whatever I see people complaining about is either smth that I never see anyone doing or if it is smth somebody is doing then the block button is a very quick and effective fix for the issue (or even a quick convo w the person in DMs can resolve issues!)
(granted I keep my following circle very small and probably miss a lot but if i can do that then perhaps... perhaps other people can do it too fhfkdl like just prune back whatever u dont like seeing! unfollow or block as needed!)
#speaking as someone who has experienced and occasionally still experiences delusions!!!#reality checks do not help unless we ask for them directly! it's only going to make things worse if u force one on us!#also yes im aware of the hypocrisy of me making a post complaining abt things#but its often just this one phrase that i will see in otherwise decent posts that go around#and im not about to unfollow ppl just bc of this one phrase being used in a post or two that they might've rbed fhfjdl#also this is a niche thing to know about i think? like i dont think most ppl know a lot about delusions#.... as evidenced by ppl using delulu as a quirky meme word. god that one makes me tired and frustrated fjfkdl#but yeah normally i keep complaints and annoyances to myself but this one i figured might actually be helpful to talk about here#since i know theres probably a lot of ppl who have no idea that this is a thing that can actually make things worse rather than better#and like. theres bigger fish to fry i know that! this is a relatively small thing all things considered#but i feel like perhaps if i can make life a little easier for one other person who struggles w mental health then its worth it#if i can convince one person to be more mindful of their language to make the world slightly safer for fellow mentally ill folks then yay!#and i know the internet doesnt need to cater to us crazies but fhdkdl it'd be cool if ppl could just be a tad kinder or more thoughtful#again! not shaming or blaming and I'm not even upset w anyone#ppl genuinely just do not know abt this stuff unless a loved one or they themselves struggle w delusions or psychosis etc#and even then oftentimes its such a stigmatized topic that even ppl who struggle w it themselves might not know or realize it#anyways. climbing down off my soapbox like a kitten clumsily climbing off of a tall couch SBDJSKL#dandy.cmd
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jfleamont · 2 years
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If James hadn't been a soldier in the war, he would have wanted to get a driving licence; if James had lived past twenty-one, he would have loved going on road trips, first with his friends, then with his little family; if James had seen Harry grow up, he would have driven him to his friends' houses; if James had survived the Halloween of '81, he would have wanted Lily and Petunia to reconcile, they would have gone for dinner at the Dursley's and, after a disappointing evening, they would have gone home, but not before shagging in the backseat; if James hadn't been forced to go into hiding, he would have listened to muggle music in the car and sung along off-key, and he would have yelled “Lily, baby, I love you but please stop changing stations every two bloody seconds, for Merlin's sake”; if James had won the war, he would have loved driving alone, feeling the wind in his hair, thinking about everything and nothing, stopping at a petrol station to get something to eat and watching the sun go down; if James hadn't sacrificed everything to stop Voldemort, he would have had the time of his life choosing his dream car, probably getting scammed by some sketchy salesman; if James had lived long enough to meet the Weasleys, he would have been ecstatic to find out Arthur owned a flying car; if James hadn't had the weight of the world on his shoulders, he would have raced Sirius on his bike, on the ground, and lost, and he would have been a very sore loser; if James' life hadn't been turned upside down by the prophecy, he would have driven around the neighbourhood at 2 am with Harry in the backseat to lull him to sleep, and it would have worked like a charm; but James died, so none of this matters, does it?
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sophiethewitch1 · 2 months
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🫶 thanks for responding back! i appreciate all the hard work you’ve planned out for us 🎉 i can’t wait to see more of the darker themes fleshed out at the end of the first part, i will be waiting patiently LOL 👍 in terms of yandere, how bad do you think it will be? what do you have planned in that department?
also i hope you get better soon 😅 please take breaks and certainly take your time!
well ive said that its very mild on the yandere side even later on in the slowburn. its barely yandere more, like... obsession??... at least for the first while. the yandere part is more just there as a warning because I don't want to shock people with the small bit of dark content there will be. i really don't like yanderes that hurt reader (they just don't make sense to me. yandere to me is about having too much love, and you wouldn't hurt someone you loved??) and like,,,, spoiler cut here but like, these are all things that are in the tags/warnings/just information around
i need happy endings. i cant handle even the slightest bit bitter ending it hurts me physically. i am writing a happy ending. it will take grovelling, compromise, and probably fixing the universe but idc. i will uncritically romanticise toxic relationships. i can fix him he can fix me we will fix ourselves for each other. THATS ROMANCE BABEY!!! ITS BEING YOUR BEST SELF BECAUSE YOU LOVE SOMEONE!!! AND YANDERE IS ABOUT LOVE. ITS ABOUT LOVE!!!! ALWAYS LVOE!!!!
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melody-chii · 3 months
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if you have the opportunity, i strongly recommend you go see neil gaiman vibe with fourplay live onstage. idk how to explain it in clear terms (my one friend who did know said: neil reads poetry and stories to music and sometimes sings which does not actually explain it) but if you go in with no expectations, it will somehow still perfectly meet expectations!
just imagine someone, anyone, who spends a disproportionate amount of time on tumblr (proportionate = 0 to 0.25 hours per month so anything more than that) is given leave — or, not only leave but is in fact paid a lot of money from ticket and merch sales — to take their mutuals onstage with them to perform to a hostage audience for up to three (3) hours. they clearly have absolute creative freedom and what they want to do is show off things they wrote/made/composed/etc over their lifetime. no shame allowed and anything goes but they gotta fill that time and also do 1+ encore(s). and they did.
so that was the energy. also i could imagine a tumblr account for everyone present, audiences and otherwise.
anyway, strongly recommend! what a vibe.
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anghraine · 1 year
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Damn, I was already very unsure about continuing to use Twitter now, but God Emperor Elon's tweets immediately convinced me to nope out. I am generally opposed to deleting my history, so I haven't deleted my accounts, but y i k e s.
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