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ilovereadingandstuff · 6 months

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Izuku, I love you...but you're so complicated.

That’s what I got to say.

With the recent manga chapters…I’m emotional.

Back at chapter 401, I went through my gloomiest, saddest, most depressed state I’ve ever been since following this manga. At that time, I was already submerged in this whole atmosphere of ‘war’, and after Stain’s apparent death, I got a realization…It hit me like a brick: AFO was frightening.

I never measured the true impact and weight of AFO’s actions. I never understood Izuku’s perspective of AFO’s first appearance at the series back at chapter 88.

When I understood that, I really… I genuinely believed of the possibility of AFO’s winning…and I was waiting for AFO’ victory: I could hear his goddamn laugh. I could see the blood, the tears…I was drowning in hopelessness.

After all that I went through those few weeks, chapter 403 came…and I could breath. I smiled with the biggest grin I could physically do…I was excited with the panels of “the new beginning” and that bakudeku glance we had. Then, as if the sun never left our side, shining its light through all crystals of tears…Katsuki rose from death and saved All Might, along with Izuku’s help. He and All Might hit the roof of a building and, it that moment, we were blessed with one of the most beautiful smiles he have ever gotten inside this universe: Katsuki’s genuinely smile as the nerd he is by All Might’s compliment.

I can not express in words the gladness, the satisfaction that grin left me with.

Katsuki has always been a truly complicated character for me since the beginning. But I really like him. I think that he, as a character, has been through quite a lot of experiences that always left with a bittersweet taste of him never truly achieving what he dreamt of: being a hero. But he came to a new light, even after death…his smile, the first genuinely smile we got from him…It made me happy. It made me nostalgic, satisfied with the fact that he, who has suffered so much, finally was given the opportunity to shine, to be.

But then, immerse in that bliss…I could not help but think of Izuku. Compared what I felt for Katsuki in that moment with what I felt for Izuku…

and I felt so empty.

...

Izuku is so…miserable... right now.

I’ve loved his character since the first time I saw him back at that day when I was presented of the existence of Boku No Hero Academia. I remember beginning to read the manga and his character just made its space into my heart. I saw him overcoming obstacles, defying the prejudices everyone put him into, challenging and coming on top among his classmates, other heroes, becoming the true successor of the symbol of peace…but then, I saw the fog surrounding me.

At that point, back at chapter 256, I realized the situation we were: the beginning of the predestined and inevitable war.

Izuku was stronger than many, happier with his life...but there were traces of painful sadness in his words.

I could see that: there were so many things unspoken and unresolved topics about his character. What does he feel about himself? Did he feel strong at that point? How did he feel about the upcoming battle he had to face against AFO? What is the plan he has to reach out for Tomura? What about his self-sacrificial tendencies? Those are really gone or not? What about his health and body? What about gearshift and the deadly consequences it has to his body? What about his relationship with All Might? with Toshinori? Will he ever stop calling Katsuki by Kacchan? Does he still cling to that past he had with Katsuki when they were friends (before Katsuki manifestated his quirk)? There are still those insecurities he had before? Why does he insist so much that he must not cry? What about his father? Does he have any repercussions about the fact that he did not have a father figure for most of his life? Does he keep thinking of OFA as something special? What were those feelings about Katsuki that he felt that were ‘so gross’ and unworthy of addressing? What about his qurikless past self? How does he feel about his quirkless condition (reference to what he said to Kota back at chapter 72)? Has he ever thought about the bullying Katsuki put him through? What does he feel about that? Did he really forgive Katsuki?

Then, the war started. And I mean the totality of it: things were not being addressed: Everything become ‘battle’, ‘fight’, ‘live-or-die situations'...as it has to be, obviously. In the middle of a war, who in the world will rest for a few seconds to question their reality?

Everything was accelerating, moving.

Many died, many suffered. Including Izuku, whose pov was taken away from us. He went through his Dark Hero Era, his feelings were hidden at the most recondite space possible. He saw his friends and pro heroes bleed, his childhood friend thrown away there in the middle of the battlefield, presumably dead…His idol/father figure almost die at the hands of the greatest villain of all times while fighting with the most dangerous one out there who could touch the ground and destroy the whole world…then he saw how Katsuki got up and saved All Might, leaving him with more time and space to continue the battle…

At the newest chapter, we only got the scene where we see Izuku’s figure, demarcated and exhausted face, thinking how he can defeat ShigAFO.

I think that his character has gone through the correct path, but has cornered himself (or was cornered against his will) into this situation of exhaustion, with so many questions left unanswered, with his character left there with a hurricane of emotions that are not even explained and the readers have only actions to interpret from this.

While Katsuki has overcome his troubled-life and can smile, laugh af AFO's face proclaiming victory…Izuku can not.

Izuku was left behind, even though he was so far ahead of everyone. He can not smile, he can’t rest, can’t let his guard down, can’t even think for a moment what he has been feeling this whole time.

This is a situation, where sooner or later, Izuku will have to face all this things he never addressed even in the slightest…and I want to know how that situation will be.

I want to see him smile, see him become the hero, the symbol of hope he has always dream of to be…I want him to stand tall and strong, smile bright... next to Katsuki.. as it should have been all this time.

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nanfrost · 4 months

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A dive into Vertin's core aspect of her character and it's impact through the story: Part 1

This would be a character analysis with mix of speculations, headcannons and eventually just straight up heading to fanfiction levels territory, so if you were expecting a more cannon analysis, you have been warned.

With that said however, for those who are still interested, welcome to my insanity! This was something that I have been working with a friend of mine who you may or may not know as @acesw for the past week, and we are finally satisfied with it enough to post it! A lot of the ideas that are present in this came from them, while I offer my own interpretations and expanding on those very ideas through my writing. Without them, this analysis likely will have never come to fruition, so I can't be thankful enough for having them go on this journey with me, and also to just have as a good friend. Go check them out, they have really neat ideas and is a genuinely creative and artful person!

Now with that outta the way, time for the main event you are have been waiting for, our one and only beloved Timekeeper herself, and the emotional roller coaster that we have prepared for her. Please do enjoy.

Background context:

Vertin is an incredibly interesting and compelling character in many ways. Her ability to care for other people to a great extent whether she knows them for long or not. Her compassion for everyone around her, her empathy, her willingness to open her heart and listen to others when it matters. All these traits make up who Vertin is as a character and is a large part of why so many people fall in love with her and the story; to not only see more of her but to see where her story will go.

However, there is one part of her character that stands out the most to us, a core aspect of her character that makes up most, if not all her major decisions in the story up until this point, and will be the main subject of this entire analysis.

And that is Vertin's incredible sense of selflessness.

From going out of her way to save Regulus and not let her be forced to be taken in by the Foundation. Her attempts at getting through to Schneider, to understanding and showing her immense compassion even in the heat of moments. Choosing to stay behind in the Walden to fend off the Manus while the others escaped, and most crucial of all, her conscious decision to bury all her trauma inside herself to prevent others from worrying about her. Hell, even her entire motive and drive to seek the truth about the Storm and a way to stop it stems from her desire for freedom and the future of everyone.

All of this is in some way driven by Vertin's selfless nature, always prioritizing the sake of others above herself, to the point of risking her own life if it means she could protect those around her.

She's someone who will go out of her way to connect with others, even when knowing that the pain of losing them will never fade away, to give them comfort and help them if she can no matter what.

It is an incredibly beautiful part of what makes Vertin such a compelling, lovable, and admirable character and person, but at the same time, it also represents Vertin's biggest issue about herself.

That Vertin isn’t just selfless, she is selfless to a fault.

Vertin will prioritize saving everyone above herself, or rather, she would prioritize and save everyone but herself. For Vertin intrinsically has no sense of self-value nor self-worth; in other words, she has no self identity, for her entire life is valued based on other people, not herself. This can bring a lot of self-conflict, as well as possibly even harming others when reaching a point where every step taken is crucial.

And this serious of posts will detail and explore this aspect of her, its ramifications upon the character, and to not only show the ugliest and most painful parts of it, but to also show a path that Vertin might possibly take in the story to confront this part of herself somehow. In other words: welcome to Vertin's suffering builds character arc.

What can we tell from canon?

Where do we start seeing the decision making? We already start seeing them in the first 2 chapters. In summary:

Chapter 1 - Vertin continuously is left with decisions that she has to make on the fly, starting from deciding to try to see if Regulus can survive the storm and choosing to stay behind the Walden and risk getting harmed by the Manus Vindictae for the sake of her team as well as helping Schneider.

Chapter 2 - Vertin finds herself having to choose between keeping her silence and “joining” the Manus, and when she initially refuses, Arcana has her answer questions that bring unsatisfactory answers, leading her to harm Schneider. But when she does say she’ll join, she is first tasked and eventually manipulated to “kill” her.

Now, that’s all fine and dandy and does communicate that she is a very altruistic person and a selfless individual, but how is any of that bad or problematic? How does that correlate to her not having any sense of self-worth? Chapter 1’s ending is the first instance we get to see just how far Vertin’s selflessness goes, by her decision of staying behind to grant Sonetto and the others time to escape. Because of Vertin’s sacrificial play, Druvis and the majority of Manus didn’t pursue Sonetto's crew as aggressive as they would have, giving them time to properly make their runaway. Not only that, but both her and Schneider were kept alive, albeit captive.

There, Vertin’s selflessness is shown in a good light, being an admirable trait of hers that was crucial in progressing the story. This is the only instance in the story so far that has highlighted this trait of hers in a positive light, which is then contrasted by what happens in chapter 2.

Here, that aspect of hers that so far has been so boldly displayed as a good thing; saving Regulus and her team, is now flipped on its head, showing us that sometimes, being selfless simply isn't enough.

Vertin was put into a situation where she needed to make a choice, to either join Manus or reject their offer. When she chose the latter, Schneider was put into danger. And as each question Arcana asked piled on to her and the pressure started to rise further, Vertin went back on her words, choosing to stay with them.

This is so she could ensure Schneider’s survival, a selfless choice she makes for the sake of a person she had barely known. It was also here where Vertin’s naivety blinds her of the situation she was in.

That no matter what she chose, Schneider wasn't going to make it out of this.

Schneider had already betrayed them, but even before that, she never truly believed in them in the first place, only soaking up to them for her own personal goals. She was the one who lied to Manus about her identity, to pretend to play along with them until she bided her time, and now she was captured right in their hands.

It doesn’t take much for one to come to the conclusion that Schneider was a dead woman walking.

Yet, Vertin did not see this. For her view of the world even at this point was too naive, warped by her own perception and belief. A belief that by giving herself up, by throwing her own agency away will somehow lead to other people’s lives improving. That somehow, someway, by disregarding her own safety, the safety of others will be secured.

Vertin is living in a highly warped perception of the world, thinking and believing that if she alone suffers, no one else has to.

Green Oranges serves as a reality check to Vertin, albeit one that Vertin was unfortunately in too much emotional distress to properly realised.

However, it’s important to note that the game was rigged from the start. Regardless of what Vertin would have chosen, Schneider was going to “die” there either way. So although we witnessed the consequences of Vertin’s selfless choice, it would be unfair to call it her fault. So for now, this chapter only serves as a warning to Vertin.

That even if her selflessness is admirable and has paid the way to many good results, her complete lack of care for herself is not, and is leading her to believe in a false image of the world. A flaw that she will continue to neglect until it becomes far too late to remedy.

Chapter 3 and 4 are the harder ones to allocate, mostly because Vertin isn’t the main focus and rarely appears in the story at all except for flashbacks or dreams. But it still serves a very important role in giving us another facet of this character trait that Vertin exhibits.

That this selflessness of hers doesn’t just affect her, but also the relationships she has with the people around her, and specifically, her crew and Sonetto.

We were told that before Vertin was put to sleep, she had acted relatively the same as she always was, carrying out her duties until she was forced to be sedated and put into the coma we saw her at the start of Chapter 3. We knew that Vertin had set up plans in the form of Lilya and the bill she made with Madam Z, but this was something that wouldn’t be known by us or the other characters until much later.

For the entirety of her time spent before the events of 3 and 4, Vertin kept herself closed off, ensuring that she wouldn’t worry her new friends and even more so, Sonetto. But as a consequence, this results in nobody truly knowing what Vertin was thinking or trying to do prior to going comatose.

Sonetto, Vertin’s closest companion, someone who knows Vertin the longest and has been with her the most, wasn’t even privy to what Vertin’s plans were. She was left struggling to figure out what she should do to help Vertin, while also battling her own inner turmoil.

Druvis, Sotheby, Regulus, APPle, all of them were also victims of this. They had no idea what Vertin was planning, nor was even given any hints; they were left to their own devices and in turn, the influence of the Foundation. Vertin may have tried to help them by not getting them involved with the Foundation matters, but this ironically only led to them being drawn into the organisation because of their desire of wanting to help Vertin.

If Madam Z hadn’t come in to give Druvis the push she needed, Constantine likely would have gotten things to go her way. If it wasn’t for the collective efforts of Z and Vertin’s crew and so many others, Vertin likely wouldn’t have been freed.

These two chapters showcase the loyalty and trust that her friends have in Vertin, but it also highlights the issue of Vertin always trying to hide things away, to always keep herself emotionally closed. Even if she had good intentions, it still led to less than favourable outcomes that could have very well ended badly for all of them had things gone differently.

With that, we have gotten a rough understanding of Vertin’s character up until this point. Vertin’s selflessness can be an good thing to posses, but because of her disregard of her own well-being and her naive belief that only she needs to make sacrifices for the good of everyone, it is ultimately an unhealthy outlet for Vertin’s way of coping with her trauma. Not just internally, but externally as well.

From here on, I will be diving into my own personal headcanon of where the direction of the story might go, with the purpose of having Vertin’s character be pushed slowly towards a breaking point that will force her to confront this very part of herself, and perhaps, come out learning something from it all.

Speculation: Vertin’s breaking point

Before we get into it however, there is one thing that must be noted here so that the events that will transpire would make more sense.

That being how exactly could the story push Vertin’s character to her limit, when she herself is a naturally strong and composed person? It’s quite simple really, in fact, the answer was already given to us all the way back in Chapter 2.

Vertin’s one crucial weakness that even she might not even realise, that being her overwhelming compassion for those she cares about.

Throughout chapter 1 and 2, we have seen how Vertin deals with stress. How she is able to mentally process the situation around her in a logical and composed manner, allowing her to come to the best possible solution in a short time without letting her emotions run rampant.

And during her confrontation with Arcana, she continues to showcase her composure when faced with a difficult situation and choices. That is until Arcana began to shift her hostility towards Schneider, and we start to see the cracks forming at her surface.

Vertin is capable of dealing with high stress situations, however, when that situation involves other people, especially those she has come to know or care about, this mask of calmness starts to slip as she reveals how she truly feels.

That Vertin cares too much to see other people get hurt, knowing she can do something about it.

But this wasn’t enough, Vertin might be faltering, but she still tries to keep a calm level head, even when each question gets more and more personal for her. But it was okay, so long as she answered truthfully and picked their side, things will “somehow” work out.

This dream is then shattered by Arcana’s mission given to her; to kill the girl she had chosen to save by throwing her agency away.

Here, the mask falters even more as Vertin slips further into emotional distress. This is the rare time, and really one of the only times you get to see Vertin raise her voice, far from her monotone voice she always has. It was getting to her.

This is then exacerbated from her shooting Schneider. Even if it was not by choice, Vertin was still the one who pulled the trigger, the one that held the gun against Schneider, and the one that killed her; a girl who she had come to care a great deal about in such a short time.

Here, the mask completely falls as Vertin expresses just how much this breaks her heart. The only instance in the game where Vertin ever shed a tear for something or someone.

So it’s clear now that the biggest strength to her character that Vertin has; her love and compassion for others, is also her biggest weakness. A weakness that can be exploited and used to push Vertin past and even beyond her breaking point.

So let’s do just that.

The narrative will go like this: Vertin and her crew are tasked on an important mission of some kind, where they are given more control and permission to decide and do more so long as Vertin is the one making those choices. This puts Vertin into a position of power much higher than she usually assumes, which will first add a layer of stress over her as she carries out her mission.

Then, the story will sprinkle in a variety of different decisions that Vertin has to make, some big and some small. All of them have some kind of effect on the people around her or their situation. This further adds stress to the girl, now having to juggle the responsibilities of making the difficult choices and decisions that no one else can, because she was their leader, the one assigned to do the job.

At first, things do start to look better as her crew tries their best to assist her, and the situation starts to look more promising. It would be here where a wrench would be thrown, completely sending the whole mission into disarray.

Something completely unexpected occurs, causing chaos and mayhem to follow suit. Vertin tries to assert the situation and find a way to stabilise the people, her crew doing their best to help. However, in their task of ensuring the situation doesn’t derail any further, her crew subsequently split off from her, leaving the girl alone to her own devices.

Here, we begin the start of Vertin’s downfall.

Now without her crew or Sonetto’s help, Vertin is now forced into a situation where she needs to continuously make quick and decisive actions on the fly, all to ensure that things are kept as stable as possible. This leads to her going out and helping as many people as she can, trying to resolve as many issues as possible by herself so that others can focus on their safety.

However, not every situation can be resolved peacefully nor gracefully.

Gradually, Vertin is faced with more and more difficult choices, ones that require her to choose one side or the other with escalating stakes and tension. No matter what she chooses however, people still get hurt, lives are still put in danger. And Vertin, being the girl that she is, can’t bear to see it happen.

So she tries to find ways to choose both, to save both parties so long as she can help it. Even if it meant having to risk her own safety, Vertin cannot bear to choose one and let the others perish. She can’t allow that to happen.

So she gives herself up to the task of saving people. To abandon her own safety and subsequently her own agency in order to ensure that others will live. So that everyone can make it out even if she doesn’t.

If only she is the casualty in all this, it is the result that Vertin can accept, a result that Vertin can be at peace with.

What she doesn’t realise, or perhaps she isn’t willing to see is that she’s forcing herself into a corner. By placing so much emphasis on saving, by abandoning her own safety and subsequently her own position of power, Vertin has left a chain of command with no real leader, and the situation starts falling into chaos.

But she can’t see it, Vertin isn’t able to recognize this because she’s so intensely focused on the people around her who are suffering right that moment. Her composure is slipping, as she watches as people’s lives are being destroyed and perished rapidly before her eyes, and she can’t seem to make it better no matter how far she keeps going. This only furthers her careless act of selflessness, forgoing more and more of her own life until it was the last thing on her mind.

Eventually, things reach a boiling point where Vertin, alone, is faced with an obstacle that directly threatens her life and countless others. She now faces a choice, whether to prioritise her own safety over the lives of dozens of people, some strangers, some whose faces have grown familiar to her, or throw her life away again with the blinding hope that things will work out.

If she chooses to run, choose to save herself, Vertin can never live with herself. For a girl like her, who has made it her life to save anyone she can, and so running away can never be an option for her. So naturally, without a second thought, Vertin chooses to throw her life away in exchange of saving everyone’s lives.

A decision that will haunt the girl for the rest of her life.

By the time Vertin awakes, she finds that she is still alive, unscathed at that. But only a moment passes before Vertin notices the countless bodies of those that died, and the destruction that was wrought about around her. At first, she was confused, then the memories started to flood in.

The memories of the moment she chose to throw her life away, chose to give herself up for the sake of others. And in that instance, someone did the same for her, pushing her out of death’s way as they sacrificed themselves for her. Someone she personally knew and cared about.

In the end, Vertin faces the result of her sacrifice; nothing but lifeless corpses, an utter wasteland filled with bodies with no souls left in them; and she alone survives.

But she might as well be dead, life completely leaving her quickly dulling eyes, a single thought consuming her mind.

This was her fault.

She chose to give her life away, to disregard her own leadership, her role and her worth all for the sake of others.

Because she was too selfless, too kind to ever let herself bear the guilt and burden of letting innocent people die when she could have saved them. And she thought that by sacrificing herself, she can do just that.

She never accounted for the fact that someone would save her.

That someone would prioritise her life over countless others, to choose to sacrifice themselves for someone like her. To give their life for Vertin.

Vertin kneels, her arms and hands shaking as her eyes froze still. She can’t bear to look at the scene before her, her stomach rising to her chest.

For she has finally seen the reality of the world around her, finally acknowledges something she has willingly and selfishly ignored for all this time.

Vertin has always had some level of survivor's guilt within her. Starting from the breakaway incident, Vertin had likely always felt how unfair and cruel it was that only she got to live, when she was the one that was responsible for leading them here.

Sure, the kids went with her because they desired the same thing, but it was she who led them, she who gave them the spark of desire to want to venture out, and because of her, they were all gone.

Vertin has been carrying that guilt ever since, always masking it under layers and layers of self-imposed composure; a way to protect herself from the pain of the past, but as a way to stop people from getting too close to her, because she is afraid that something similar might happen again if that was the case. That if she were to let people know her, to get to care about her, that they too will suffer because of their involvements with her.

But Vertin was too kind, too good, too compassionate. Even when she emotionally distances herself from others, people still flock to her because they see just how kind she is.

Because even when she doesn’t show it, the girl cared enough to go out of her way to save them, so of course they would be grateful to her, of course they would feel immense gratitude and appreciation for her. Of course they would choose her as their leader and follow her.

And of course, one of them would throw their life away to save hers.

Vertin had abandoned all self-importance or self-value, believing that she, the lone survivor of a terrible tragedy, the one who shouldn’t have lived for the sins that she had committed; deserved no such thing. That someone like her should not dare to believe she had value, when all she had done was cause death to those she cared about. That was what she had believed in, what she had convinced herself to believe in.

Because of that, she ignored the signs. She ignored the warnings given to her by others, the warning that if she keeps going down this path of self-annihilation, that eventually she will be met with a fate much worse than death.

In her selfless attempt to save everyone and everything, she had selfishly taken away the people’s chance to save her. To save the girl who had suffered far too much and who had helped even more, even when she can’t see past her own warped perception of herself.

And now she is facing the consequences of that. She is now looking at the results of her blindness, the carnage that was her willful ignorance to herself and to others, and the irony of being the only one left alive through it all once more.

In the past, she was an unwilling player on a chess board designed for her to lose. Now, she was the girl who gave up her own King for the all her pieces, and in return, she lost everything.

Vertin facing this, her composure long since lost, finally breaks.

She slumps onto the floor, her body and mind utterly overwhelmed with every facet of emotions she could conjure within the darkest pit of her stomach, all while drenched in the blood of the people she was supposed to save.

The blood of people who knew her, who admired and respected her, who cared for her, who saw her as a friend, who saw her as family. All of them suffered at her hands, at her own selfish choice to forsake her life because she saw no other way; because she perceived that there was no other way.

And she can't bear all that guilt. All the pain and unprocessed trauma she had buried inside her now finally comes bubbling out of her, completely suffocating the girl. That lack of self-value that she harbours now replaced with unending resentment and pure unbridled self-hatred. Something she had always carried inside her that only got worse over time, and now, it finally had an excuse to be let out.

An existence that had done nothing but wrought pain and death to everyone it ever cared about. An existence that so readily throws its life away at the slightest of inconvenience, never caring about what others think about them, for they were too blinded in their own suicidal nature to ever think that they deserved to be cared about.

Vertin truly believes that she does not deserve to be cared about. She truly believes that she is the worst of the worst, an willfully ignorant murderer, so blinded by their own vision of the world that they refuse to see the reality as what it is. And now, they're paying their just price for it, a price they should have paid long ago.

Vertin knew better than anyone, that she was nothing but a murderer.

Part 2

#reverse 1999 #re1999 #r1999 #vertin #writing #speculation #borderline fanfiction #speculative fiction #angst #extreme angst #vertin's one long tiring day #oh Vertin my sweet rainy child #suffering builds so much character #oh god this is too much suffering for one sweet girl to go through #unhealthy way of coping with trauma #even more trauma #it gets dark very quickly #alternative timeline #headcannons

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gerardpilled · 9 months

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Kat of the band Scowl posted this after they’ve been accused of basically being industry plants and I thought it was interesting.

Transcribed:

I am sick of hearing the phrase "Industry plant" every single time Scowl experiences success.

Our friends bands- bands commonly full of men, will sign brand deals, have a song in a commercial, get a co-sign from massively successful musicians, etc... yet I never read whisperings of whether or not they deserve those successes, whether or not they are valid enough, GOOD enough, or worked hard enough to be deserving of that success. Is our success never valid enough for you? Why is this competition created between us and our community, specifically femme-bodied individuals?

A competition I never participated in, a patriarchal competition I challenge by questioning my thoughts, actions, and insecurities every single day.

The message I receive is that I am not granted independent success as a woman. Am I never grateful enough? Hard working enough? Confident enough?

I'm grateful to be a part of a community we have ALWAYS contributed to lifting. By the way it isn't that hard to do... If you believe in yourself and your friends you've done half the work! If you believe in your scene, walk through that door, buy that t-shirt, and maybe even gather up the confidence to make a new friend or dance along to your favorite song you are CONTRIBUTING to something bigger than yourself.

Starting a band was the best decision I ever made, it saved my life in many ways and it helped me find confidence in myself that I never believed I formerly had.

I am happily part of a scene filled with beautiful, intelligent, unique and inspiring people. A scene that could have never blossomed without every single individual.

Is it so hard to believe that a woman-led band can be a hardworking and organic success?

Is it so challenging to grasp a womans success that you have to create a fantasy that the music industry had a hand it?

An extremely male dominated music industry by the way...

That being said:

My life and my bandmate's lives would be SO MUCH EASIER if we had industry backing! I garnered the little confidence I had, not without the emotional support of my friends and my scene, in May 2019 to play Scowl's first show. My life has changed so much since that day, but it would've never been possible without my friends in the bay area/santa cruz hardcore scene.

The women/femme/trans individuals who I've embraced all around the world that have always had my back and saw me for my genuine self.

Those individuals will always come first to me.

Scowl has worked tirelessly to be in the position we are in. We have practiced late into the night, day after day. We have relentlessly toured. Last year I had bronchitis for months on tour, l've blown my voice out a handful of times, we have experienced exhaustive physical injury, blah blah and only dropped ONE SHOW due to those circumstances the past two years. Not even counting the depression, anxiety, grief and other general human sufferings experienced thousands of miles away from home. Slept on countless floors, gone hungry for a little too long, been in the negatives on my bank statements, etc. Is that punk enough for you? We do this because we LOVE IT. Because it makes us happier than anything else. I have the privilege to play music for a living! Of course l'm gonna chase my dreams!

The most valuable lesson I learned from hardcore is that if you have something to say, scream it into a microphone.

I would be nowhere without the countless BIPOC/trans/femmel gender nonconforming individuals that l've shared the stage with and have had meaningful conversations & relationships with.

I'm so grateful to music for giving me the opportunity to form those connections.

You have all collectively inspired me to never ever give up!

Whether we talk all the time or have had a short swift encounter, you know who you are and I LOVE YOU!

You remind me that l'm never alone.

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episodeoftv · 9 months

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Round 1 of 8, Group 5 of 8

propaganda and summaries are under the cut (May include spoilers)

Kamen Rider W: 1.31 The Beast Must Be Persued / 1.32 Now, in the Radiance

A mob friend of Sokichi asks Shotaro to help him settle an old score and get what he came back to Futo for. / While under pressure of being abandoned by Philip as his Double partner for not keeping up, Shotaro tries to decipher the truth behind Bito's framing.

the show revolves around the idea of two person working together to become a one superhero entity (Kamen Rider W/Double), and this entire arc is about the hardest challenge in every relationship; what if one of us is changing and it's affecting our relationship? what would you do if that happen? would you go, would you stay? in this episode, there happens to be physical change between one half of the duo (Philip), leaving the other half (Shotaro) become incompatible to form as Kamen Rider W anymore. a mysterious entity suggested a thing to Philip; partnering with the more compatible guy, who happens to be their friend and a fellow Kamen Rider Accel, Ryu. would they reform W? or is this the end of W? Well, the answer is no, LOL. Philip considered that idea only to be shoved off immediately by Ryu. Shotaro, who was devastated with their previous battle (which they got lost terribly due to their incompatibility) decided to solve the current case all by himself, which didn't end well. He then were found by Philip who started to gave a speech who basically is just "fuck incompatibility. I want to be your partner. If that means we can't form W again, that's alright. when I choose you as a partner, that means I'm accepting not only your strength, but your flaw as well. why? because nobody's perfect*" *"nobody's perfect" was a message from Shotaro's mentor. it's actually meant for their client who took the blame of all of his friends' crimes and got sent to jail for several years. (the client asked the mentor, got sentenced, freed, returned to the detective agency cause the mentor told him he has something for him).the mentor's message is like a closure for all of things he had done for the sake of his friends. because nobody is perfect. Somehow, that message also fits the entire incompatibility narrative of the episode, and it's beautiful. so they return to fight the monster. are they still incompatible? of course. but they were so stubborn and keep fighting it, they could surpass it. thus, the main form was born, as they became more synchronized than before, and saved the day. so, for the question on the above, what is the answer for both Shotaro and Philip? they choose to stay and find a way to make it work. all of that shown on parallel with their current case's narrative, and if that's not the episode of all time, then idk what it is. idk if this could explain the episode enough, it's pretty complicated LMAO

Young Justice: 1.16 Failsafe

When the Justice League is defeated during an alien invasion, the Team has to step up and fill their mentors' shoes.

This episode genuinely rewired my brain when I watched it back in 2011. Like? It became clear by halfway through the episode that what is going isn't "real" because of course all those characters wouldn't have died, the whole plot wouldn't change like that, so it leaves the audience in a state of suspense of what's really going on. It's like an insidious feeling. Through this end of the world scenario we really see things in these characters that we wouldn't otherwise, things that disturb us. That Superboy would be willing to sacrifice his own life for others so easily without a second thought. That Robin would be so ready to let his friends & himself die. That Kidflash isn't even mad when he dies with Robin though he knows Robin planned it all along. And the gut punch at the end of the episode when you realize not only was it not real (which we predicted) but that the hallucination was because of MISS MARTIAN. The mental toll that this takes on her because she didn't mean to and the mental toll it takes on the other characters having to deal with this knowledge of themselves and their friends it just... ugh. There's great follow-up in the next episode, too, but in general I wish the show on a whole actually followed up on it better. Anyway great episode.

#kamen rider w #young justice #kamen rider #poll #polls #round1 #r1g5

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thranduel · 2 years

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reminder that will byers is the only reason mike could say the words “i love you”. this is canon and nothing will change that. he could only say it because of will.

will gave mike strength. will made mike feel like he was worth something. will listened to mike express his struggles and insecurities when no one else would. will chose to sacrifice his own feelings just to help mike because that’s how much he loves him. will made mike feel more confident about himself. will made mike feel more loved than anything.

will gave mike the painting he worked so hard on and basically told him “there’s nothing wrong with being a nerd. you talk down on yourself and think that you’re lame and worthless compared to el just because she has powers, but you’re not. you’re the furthest thing from that. and yes, you’re a nerd. but that nerd is the boy that i fell in love with. that nerd is the boy that has made me feel safe my entire life. that nerd is the boy i immediately related to when he walked up to me all alone at the swingset on the first day of kindergarten. that nerd is the boy that has never made me feel like a mistake; like i’m better for being different. that nerd is the boy that holds our party together. that nerd is the boy that understands me better than anyone else. that nerd is the boy that changed my life in the best way possible. and look, here’s a painting of us; our nerdy party, from our nerdy game that we play. i don’t know about you, but i think that being a nerd is the best. and here you are, my knight in shining armour with a heart on your shield, because that’s exactly what you are to me. i’ve always loved you for exactly who you are. not because of societal pressure. not because you’ve done things for me. not because i feel like i owe you something because you saved me. but just simply because you’re YOU. you mean the world to me. i would never walk away from you or leave you behind. i’ll always be by your side and i hope that you’ll always be by my side too, because i will always need you. i love you more than anything.”

all it took was one painting and a beautiful monologue for will byers to make mike wheeler feel more loved than he’s ever felt in his entire life. and although what i wrote above wasn’t what he said exactly, it was everything he was thinking. because will has always loved mike for who he is. it doesn’t matter that he’s a nerd. will is a nerd too! they went through the same struggles growing up and they’ve always shared the same interests. that’s why there’s so much understanding. that’s why they feel safe with each other and why they can actually be themselves without being fake. but it’s heartbreaking that mike doesn’t realise will was talking about his own feelings in the van because THAT is what gave him strength and made him say “i love you”. seriously, no one else has ever made mike feel loved the way that will did in that scene, and that’s exactly why they can’t leave this storyline unresolved. mike’s current relationship is unhealthy, there’s so much miscommunication and misunderstanding and he only said “i love you” because of a lie and because he was forced and pressured into it. he feels inferior and insecure (and so does el) and they don’t feel like equals. it’s not good for either of them. also, will can’t suffer anymore after everything he’s been through.

anyone who can’t see that mike and will have the closest, strongest and most genuine relationship on the entire show clearly isn’t paying attention or simply don’t want to admit it. it’s always been THEM. they were each other’s FIRST friend. they are each other’s safe place. the show started with them. most of the other characters wouldn’t have even met if it weren’t for them. mike’s current relationship would’ve been over if it weren’t for will giving him strength and making him feel loved. they need each other. they understand each other better than anyone else. their relationship has always been different to everyone else’s. mike and will are the heart of this show. they belong together and they deserve to be happy after everything they’ve been through.

#byler #mike wheeler #will byers #byler analysis #stranger things #screaming and crying #i love them so much #and the love they have for each other is so beautiful #how do people not see it #their relationship has ALWAYS been different to everyone else’s #and mike couldn’t even say ily until will gave him strength #it’s literally canon #mike and will belong together and deserve to be happy #they’ve suffered enough #why keep mike in an unhealthy relationship and leave will heartbroken??#that would be the most cruel and selfish and stupid outcome #DUFFER BROS LET THEM BE HAPPY TOGETHER

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"I do, My Love!"- Shingen- Pt 2 The Wedding

Alright here is part 2 of my Shingen wedding story event! I hope you all enjoy!

After announcing our engagement, our friends were spending much time in Kai, helping us to plan the wedding. Though I am not sure how much help Kenshin and Yukimura were. Yukimura was being his usual self and Kenshin…was full of…ideas.

“I am looking forward to this and I want to thank you so much for allowing me to help with the planning.” Yoshimoto declared. I had asked him to help with flower arrangements and with picking out the right fabric for my dress. He had a great eye for these things and he was genuinely happy for Shingen and I.

“I want to thank you for agreeing.” I replied, smiling.

“So, what exactly are your plans for the wedding anyways?” Yukimura asked.

“Are you planning to incorporate traditions from our time?” Sasuke asked, since everyone in the room knew he and I were originally from the future.

“I was thinking it might be fun to.” I answered.

“Of course we will.” Shingen said, wrapping his arm around me. “I want this to be the wedding of your dreams.”

I smiled. “I think you being the groom accomplishes that.”

Shingen’s smile was warm and affectionate as he looked at me. “As you being the bride makes it my dream.”

“I imagine the traditions will make for a very romantic ceremony.” Yoshimoto said. “With the things you, Shingen, and Sasuke have told me of the future, it seems there is more time for beauty and romance.”

“It’s especially romantic when the bride and groom write their own vows.” Sasuke said.

I smiled thinking about such a thing for our wedding. Shingen would definitely be able to write such wonderful vows. Though I didn’t know if my own words would ever be enough to express my love for the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with.

“I know how to make it more romantic.” Kenshin spoke up for the first time, looking up over his sake cup. “I can fight you to the death and with your dying breath, you can tell Ava your vows of your unending love for her.”

Shingen and I were both giving Kenshin a look. “Ava did not save my life only for me to die so needlessly on our wedding day.” Shingen replied. “And I would very much like to live more than just a few breaths as the husband to the most beautiful woman in the world.”

I felt my cheeks flush. “Oh, Shingen.”

“I don’t see Lord Shingen dying on their wedding day as a romantic notion.” Sasuke agreed. “Besides who would you fight then if you killed your greatest rival?”

“There’s still the Oda.” Kenshin remarked.

“How about we stop talking about battling anyone?” I suggested. Though I knew true peace between the Uesugi-Takeda alliance and the Oda forces was a long way off, I still longed for it. I truly hoped that my friends on both sides could come to an agreement.

“We are in a cease-fire agreement with them.” Sasuke reminded Kenshin.

Kenshin grumbled under his breath, but went to sip his sake.

Shingen leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. “I promise there will be no battle on our wedding day.” He said, smiling warmly at me.

I returned the smile. “Good. I figure as long as we have enough sake and pickled plumbs, we should be able to avoid a stabby Kenshin.” I replied. Though when I looked into those handsome gray eyes, I saw something. Shingen was a master at reading people… me not so much. Though I had become better at reading Shingen. There was something in his eyes that told me he was up to something.

Shingen chuckled. “I certainly hope so.”

After this meeting, I was heading into town with Yoshimoto and my fellow seamstresses to do some fabric shopping. “Oh, thank you so much for letting us join you, Lady Ava and Lord Yoshimoto.” Kana said, an excited smile on her face.

“Yes, it is truly an honor to get to help you with finding the right fabric for your wedding…dress as you called it.” Mitsuki agreed. “I can’t wait to get to work on this new piece with you.”

I smiled. “I’d never be able to get it done on time without help.” I replied. “And thank you all so much for agreeing to help me.”

“I am rather excited to get to see this new creation from you.” Yoshimoto said. “And I am happy to help you find the perfect fabric. The design you showed me is exquisite.”

“And it’s going to be a challenge for us all to make, but I think it’s going to be a fun challenge.” Mitsuki said.

“And then we can maybe use some of these same designs when you and Haru get married.” I added.

Mitsuki giggled. “Maybe…though I really would like your help with my wedding kimono…should that day come.”

“Oh it will.” Kana said.

“And I will be happy to help you just as you are helping me.” I replied, smiling happily. I felt so lucky to have such good friends who were so willing to help me.

We ended up having a very productive time shopping, finding the exact fabrics I needed. My next few weeks were spent working on my dress and planning the wedding and reception banquet. It was a very busy time and I was just so honestly happy. I was planning my wedding to the man I love.

It was finally the day before the wedding and we were all gathering for a banquet. It was mostly just to keep Kenshin from getting bored…it seems sparring with Sasuke and Yukimura were getting weren’t quite enough…so we were holding a pre-wedding banquet. Or at least this is what I thought.

“This banquet isn’t so bad.” Kenshin said. “You have at least gotten some good sake in.”

“Just make sure you don’t drink it all tonight. We have to have more for the banquet tomorrow after the wedding.” Sasuke said.

“And you better not eat all of the sweets tonight Lord Shingen.” Yukimura scolded Shingen, who sat beside me with a tray piled high with nothing but sweets.

“There’s still plenty for the wedding tomorrow.” Shingen replied.

“I should take away some of those sweets.” Yukimura said. “You would think with your health being such a concern, you’d want to do better with your second chance.”

“I suppose I could cut back…though I will just have to have more of my favorite sweet then.” Shingen replied, a playful smile on his lips. His arms were then wrapping around me and pulling me close. “This sweet has been nothing but good for my health.” He was then playfully nibbling my cheek.

I giggled as my cheeks reddened. “Shingen…”

Yukimura rolled his eyes. “Fine I changed my mind, you can eat all the sweets you want. Just save…whatever this is for your honeymoon.”

Before anymore could be said there was the sound of footsteps approaching from the hall. I could even hear a bit of commotion from the maids and soon the doors were opening to the banquet hall and I was stunned by the figures who came in and the voices that greeted us.

“There’s our fireball.”

“Our little mouse really did catch herself a tiger.”

Before I even had a chance to react, Kenshin was rising and pulling out his sword and pointing it at my friends from the Oda forces. “Finally this party isn’t so boring.” He declared.

“You would dare attack a guest?” Nobunaga asked, lifting a haughty brow at Kenshin.

I felt Shingen stiffen beside me, but he took some breaths to calm himself. “Kenshin, you know they were invited and not for battle.” Shingen said. “I told you of this already.”

“It doesn’t mean that plans can’t change.” Kenshin countered.

“Lord Kenshin, you have more honor than to attack a guest.” Sasuke spoke up, holding a sake cup out to Kenshin.

“Sasuke and I will spare extra with you.” Yukimura added.

“And I’ll throw in a sparring match with you when I return from my honeymoon.” Shingen added.

“I’m happy to have a friendly sparring match before we leave.” Masamune spoke up with a grin. “But it has to be after the wedding. I have a feast to prepare beforehand.”

Kenshin was begrudgingly sheathing his sword and then sitting back down, taking the sake from Sasuke. “I am holding all of you to that. You should all come at me at once. It will be more fun that way.”

“I…what’s…what’s going on?” I asked, feeling utterly confused.

“You didn’t think we were going to miss your wedding now, did you lass?” Masamune asked.

“Or the chance to perhaps talk you out of it and convince you to come back home to Azuchi with your family.” Hideyoshi said, looking at me.

“The tiger invited us.” Nobunaga said.

I looked over at Shingen. “You…invited them?”

Shingen glared at the group before turning a loving smile to me. “Of course. I may not be fond of them, but I know you are and still think of them as your family.” He told me. “And you should get to have all of the people you care about around you on your wedding day.”

I felt tears of happiness stinging my eyes. “Oh, Shingen thank you!” I said, hugging him.

Shingen smiled and kissed the top of my head. “Anything for you, my angel.” He told me.

I was then looking at my friends, smiling at them. “And thank you for agreeing to come. I’m so happy you’ll all be here for our wedding!”

“Come in and enjoy the feast.” Shingen said to the Oda forces, though I could tell he did it with a hint of venom. I knew this was hard for him and I truly appreciated everything he had done for me.

The Oda forces all came to sit down and enjoy the meal. There was a bit of tension, but with some effort it was broken and the party continued without any problems. Though there were times I could see Shingen glaring at Nobunaga and Nobunaga just smirking right back at him. We managed to make it through the night without anyone killing each other.

The next day when I awoke, I was being given the full royal spa treatment. The maids helped me to bathe and wash my hair, massaging special oils into my skin and hair. I was setting out my makeup when there was a knock on my door. My friends from the Oda were coming in, Masamune carrying a tray of my breakfast.

“What are you all doing in here?” I asked.

“We came to help you get ready, Lady Ava.” Mitsunari answered.

“Not all of us. Some of us were dragged in here against our will.” Ieyasu said. “Or to make sure a bumbling cabbage head didn’t make you look worse.”

I smiled at them. “Thanks…you guys really don’t have to help though. You just being here is enough.”

“Of course we are here to help. You are still an Oda Princess and my lucky charm.” Nobunaga declared. “We will make sure you have a look befitting your station.”

“Lord Nobunaga is right.” Hideyoshi agreed.

I was soon eating the breakfast Masamune had made for me, which was delicious. Once that was done, Hideyoshi and Mitsuhide were fussing over my hair while Ieyasu was dragging Mitsunari out saying he should help him get rid of the breakfast tray. I was surprised when Nobunaga sat down across from me and was picking up my makeup.

“You don’t have to do that Nobunaga…” I tried to protest.

“Nonsense.” Nobunaga replied. “Now sit still while I apply this.”

I did as instructed, though I was already relatively still so that Mitsuhide and Hideyoshi could fix my hair. Nobunaga was picking up a brush and the liner. “Close your eyes, Ava.” I followed his instruction and closed my eyes as the Devil King of The Sixth Heaven applied my eyeliner.

I was surprised by how gentle Nobunaga’s movements were as he applied my makeup. Once he had finished my eyeliner he told me to keep my eyes closed. That was when I felt a calloused finger at the corners of my eyes before coming to my lips.

I opened my eyes in surprise and then Nobunaga was holding out a hand mirror for me. “There.” He said, smiling at me and if I wasn’t mistaken there was a bit of warmth in his eyes. “You look like a bride.”

I looked in the mirror, taking note of my reflection as Nobunaga wiped rouge from his fingertips. The makeup was simple and yet elegant. He had done a rather good job. My hair was put up in an elegant style with a few beautifully decorated combs and hair sticks.

“Thank you.” I said to them all, smiling. “Now I’m going to need you all to get out of here so I can change.”

“Or we can stay.” Masamune said, giving me a grin. “I’d be happy to help you with that, lass.”

Hideyoshi was grabbing Masamune by the ear. “No you don’t. Come on.”

Once they were all gone, I was calling in the maids to help me into my dress. I had designed was in a couple of pieces. The base piece was a simple white shift dress made of a gorgeous silk. Then there was a top layer to it that was a jacket that was mostly open so you could see the white dress beneath. It was red silk and was clasped at the front just beneath my bust with a beautiful golden rose pin. I had short sleeves on the dress, but extended them with sheer white silk that flowed.

Once I was completely ready, I was stepping out of my room. I began to walk towards the garden where we were holding the ceremony. All of our guests were there waiting. Though everyone disappeared for me once I saw Shingen standing under the tree we had decided to make into our wedding altar. He looked so handsome in his traditional groom’s hakama.

His gray eyes lit up when he saw me walking towards him. Once I was beside him, his hands were reaching for mine. “You look beautiful, my angel.” He whispered to me.

I smiled at him. “And you look very handsome.” I replied.

We had decided there would be no one presiding over the ceremony. Instead we would declare our vows to each other before our gathered friends and family (and enemies in this case as well).

“Ava,” Shingen began, his voice reverent, “My love, my angel, my goddess, you have given me so much more than I could have ever hoped for. My spark of life had died out years ago and I lived only out of spite…but now I can live and live for the things I’ve always wanted. The dreams I never dared to let escape can finally come true. And it is all thanks to you. You’ve restored me body and heart…you’ve healed me and made me whole again…and as if that weren’t enough, you gave me your love as well. In turn I vow to give you all the love and happiness you have given me. I swear to make sure the rest of your days are filled with love and happiness and I will love you with every breath I take. I give you my heart, my soul, my love, always and forever.”

I felt tears stinging my eyes at his beautiful words. I knew he wouldn’t be short on them. He never was. Shingen was reaching a hand to gently wipe away my tears. I smiled up at him. “Shingen, you came into my life in the most unexpected of ways…and you completely captured my heart. You gave me a love worth fighting for…one I will always fight for. You are a truly giving and selfless man and I cherish every moment we have together. And I will always be by your side, loving you and making you as happy as you have made me, forever.”

Shingen’s smile was warmth and love as he looked at me. Before either of us could say anything, Sasuke was calling from the crowd. “You may now kiss the bride!”

Shingen chuckled. “Don’t mind if I do.” He said, pulling me close before pressing his lips to mine, sealing our vows with a sweet kiss. When we broke the kiss, those gray eyes were looking at me with such love and tenderness. “My wife.”

I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading wide across my face. “You have truly made me happy from the bottom of my heart…my husband.” I told him, echoing the words from our bet from so long ago.

Shingen’s eyes darkened ever so slightly and he was then pulling me to him once again, kissing me more deeply, neither of us caring much that we still had an audience. All that mattered was we were in love and we were finally husband and wife.

tagging some fellow Shingen lovers @thezestyone @venulus

#whimsey events #whimsey story event #whomsey wedding story event #ikesen wedding #ikesen wedding story event #shingen takeda #ikesen shingen #ikemen sengoku shingen #ikemen sengoku #cybird ikemen #ikesen #cybird otome #ikemen series #cybird #otome boys #fanfic #fanfiction

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nataliekabra · 13 days

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it's crazy how the more years pass I impossibly somehow keep finding more and more beautiful things about my relationship with my best friend. i just keep finding new layers to how magical it is and how lucky i am to have her. like how we grew up together and influenced everything about each other so much and how we both tried so hard to become better people for each other. and how we both ARE better people because of each other. there's no one single person who helped me improve as much and I'm pretty sure it's the same for her. we can read each other better than anyone can, better than we can understand our own needs sometimes. I caught onto the fact that she wasn't fine before anyone else did and it used to frustrate me so much that no one else could see but what I didn't realize was that she was the only one who realized I was a danger to myself too. even when I myself didn't. and when I was convinced nothing and nobody could get through to me, she figured out how to. even if it was painful as fuck. we both did everything to make sure the other person got better, even when it almost cost us our friendship. I genuinely thought she was out of my life for so long, but hey, we did it. we still have each other and are much better for it. she saved me. and I'll never stop being grateful for the fact that I have her in my life I'll never take it for granted I love her so much it hurts sometimes but it's so worth it. we taught each other how to have healthy, meaningful relationships and man we caused each other so much grief but it was all for the better. I love who I am because of her. I wouldn't be myself without her. she's probably the single biggest influence on the person I am today and god I love her so much

#x am rambles #nini🌺#bbg if you see this. which hopefully you never will. im sorry i got sappy again #i can't stop. I'll be sappy over you and how much you've influenced me forever #i wouldn't be me without you. i will always love you the most #i dont feel any other person's joy and pain as viscerally as i feel yours #seeing you sad makes me sadder than anything else. talking to you makes the worst day awesome #you're a part of me ok ilysm #ugh this is so cringesapfest sorry #i just love her so much

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cutegirlmayra · 2 years

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Sonamy prompt: Sonic finds out some personal stuff about Amy on accident (either overhears a conversation or accidentally reads her diary). He finds out that besides Amy's love of adventure and genuine love the biggest reason she's so attached to Sonic is because he's the first real friend she ever made. He didn't just save her life he saved her from loneliness and she fears going back to that solitude of having no one around.

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PROMPTS ARE ON SHUTDOWN. DO NOT SUBMIT ANY MORE PROMPTS till the official reopening is announced, thank you ^^

Prompt:

Sonic put the letters down... a bit too far into his mind in processing how he saw the past... versus how Amy did.

He smiled and gently flopped the old letters down back on Amy's assorted table where many items were being organized and taken out again.

She had gone to her back shed near her garden to get more stuff out, having garbage bags all around... but Sonic was told that anything on this table was allowed to be trashed.

He couldn't... He just took one of the letters, folded it neatly into a tiny square, and tucked it into his glove.

He ended up taking another one... and another... later, after helping her with her 'spring cleaning' regiment, he took off to the hills behind some grove of trees.

The sunlight shone down like the revelation of feelings he had when reading the assorted letters... and one by one... took them out... looking at the top of the pages to see which was ordered first.

He had only skimmed at times... but he couldn't just throw them away without properly reading them first.

He was too curious for his own nature... but Amy was just gonna toss them anyway...

How bad could it be?

That he ended up... keeping them... for a long,... long time.

The Letters:

... So, naturally, I went to the strange floating planet, after the cards predicted a "Destined Meeting" how could I refuse?!

I didn't realize... how scary it was gonna be...

But for some reason, the handsome hero made me feel not scared at all! <^(^//u//^)^> I really liked how kind he was to me... Though, he didn't say much, I was nervous to even meet the famous Sonic The Hedgehog! Defender of little lives, they would say, with a big spiky head!

His head was normal size... at least, to me, he was perfect! Hehe~

I had never really thought about how much trouble I was putting him through, not until afterward. I trained really, really hard after that! I wanted to prove to my beloved hero that I could join his rough-and-tough gang of good-doers by entering the same tournament as him! But... I think I still had a lot of work to do. But, that didn't slow me down!

I knew we were destined for each other... but not even really knowing how to make a friend,... how was I supposed to get a husband!?

It boggled my mind for a little while... was I too clingy? To... needy? Not pretty enough Too headstrong? I don't think Sonic would be worried about that... he's not like other guys, he's a hero! Brave and true, right!? And a beautiful shade of blue~ Was I the one that had the vibe off?

It's been a bit since the tournament, and Sonic and I had our first real conversation! I knew it! That magazine that mentioned "The quickest way to a man's heart is his stomach" actually worked! Go figure, everyone told me those articles were hocus pocus, but I showed them!

Sonic ate a blueberry and peanut butter sandwich... because, well, I didn't know where to find strawberries... but he was very polite about it.

I was embarrassed a bit because I talked so much. I just wanted Sonic to know everything about me, that's how people start to like you, right? Through "Understanding one's emotions" so I just kinda rambled on about myself as though I even had a life before running into him... I don't know how he took that.

But I won't forget his smile, he was pretty into eating before looking up at me while chewing and staring into my eyes... Eeek! So handsome!!! <3 <3 <3 <^(>n///u///n<)^> He reminded me of a prince or knight from fairy tales... did I get him to want to be my boyfriend?

"Start small, work your way up." The magazines never mentioned what to do if the boy was always gone... but I couldn't just go back to my dull, boring life where I was on my own one minute, then scooped up by ill-fate the next! So... I just started to live life again... I didn't want to... but I hadn't seen him in so long.

I had this incredible adventure with Sonic again! I saved a Birdie and his family! I finally made Sonic respect me! Now he'll have to let me join his team!

Tails said today, "We're friends!" and I had to smile and wait till I was alone to cry about it. Sonic's never said that... not yet... but hearing his best friend, someone Sonic really trusts, say I could was his friend? It hit more than it should have... Knuckles might take some more time.

Psyche! Knuckles totally just handed me a chao and looked away all sweet about it! I'm in! He trusts me!!!

Now... if only I can get Sonic to admit tell me he cares...

Another gnarly adventure! Sonic must be so exhausted! But when I went to find him, he was just chillaxing as though another day had gone by! It was eventful, you should be resting, but like this!? Like nothing even happened?!

He said he was sad about Shadow... I didn't quite get it but I realized... I was sad, too. He didn't seem like a bad person... he was just trying to help his friend's dream come true... at least, the best way he could interpret it, and help it come true... I thought about my dreams, the world's dreams,...

I feel so stupid. I asked Sonic about his dreams, and he looked at me like I had said something that made his brain empty on the subject... Sonic, you big dork cool goofball! He does have dreams, right!? Does he really go through life just enjoying whatever he runs into???

Yes. I found out yesterday. Yes, he does.

I don't know why that frustrates me, or why I admire that so much... my heart keeps falling in love, but my mind keeps saying... he's never called you his friend before.

He was the first person I spent so much time trying to get close to... I know he isn't trying to be mean about it... he's very important, and the world needs him... but it hurts sometimes. Wondering all the time what we are... what I am to him.

Today, Sonic pulled me aside after showing up randomly to my home. He said he had to go for a long time, and now to worry... he wouldn't do that unless he considered me his girlfriend, right?

Sorry it's been so long! We were sucked into another world! Everyone was human, but not like Eggman, and the animals didn't talk or anything! Let me explain,-

Sonic moved the paper aside and continued to the next one, his heart a bit heavy, his eyes a bit drooped... Come on... where is it? The part where she realizes and writes what was so obvious to himself?

After Cosmo, Tails wasn't the same. We said goodbye to Chris and Sonic and I had a big dinner. It was nice~ Just the two of us.

Sonic narrowed his eyes, but this time, he skipped so much and started to rapidly skim the papers, flipping them over the other like a machine to find the paper where she knows who she is to him. None of the other letters to herself mentioned anything about her doubts anymore... did that mean... she accepted and figured out she was important to him?

Oh, I forgot to mention... when Sonic first got back, and gave me the flower, I felt like he really did care. I was the first person he came back to greet and let everyone know he was okay. That made me feel really special... that smile again... like maybe... he does enjoy my company.

Sonic frowned, gritting his teeth a bit as he hissed back his sorrows at making her wait so long to know how he felt.

She didn't even know..!? Was he that discreet? Or was she oblivious?

No... he couldn't blame her... maybe... girls just need a direct statement?

He wasn't exactly getting angry... but he was disappointed in himself.

He flipped the last page, worried when he only saw a few paragraphs...

Sonic was gone for so long... the Forces were really suffering without their shining blue hero to lead them on... I... wasn't doing so well either.

We won! Haha! As we were rebuilding, we each all stated how much we missed him... I put my hand to my heart, wanting to tell him specifically how I was feeling... but that would have been embarrassing. He knows. I'm sure he does.

It didn't mean I wasn't going to follow him around after that! Hehe, same old and forever,... I love him no matter what.

Sonic's body seemed to loosen from their tight, hunched fixation over the letters...

I almost never got to say it, you know? I finally did, I told him, "I love being with you, Sonic!" and tried to give him a smile that meant, 'you are my world, my very first love, and my dearest friend.' but I don't think it got across to him...

Until! The very next day, Sonic took me out on a run! No explanation, he just said he felt like it. I think Tails told him how much I was suffering without him, but I don't care, it was so much fun!

Sonic even said, "I love moments like this." when we were watching the sunset after a long, hard days work on some ruins left behind from Eggman's empire takeover. Sonic... said he loves moments with me... I knew then... that even if he never said it, we were all important to him. And... I hope he one day knows... how he's everything to me.

Sonic threw down the last paper, dashing off to head back to Amy's house... as the wind gently carried the papers... off into the sky.

#sonamy #sonicxamy #cutegirlmayra #sonamy prompt #sonic prompt #amy rose #sonic the hedgehog #sonic game prompt #sonic x prompt #sonic x

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huntinglove · 2 months

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For the F/O (Sir Pentious cause im on a HH kick rn :p) takeover aks game:

💜 purple ― have you and s/i ever worn matching clothing or accessories? 💚 green ― what was the first thing you ever said to s/i? why? 🤎 brown ― how would you describe s/i? in personality or looks, whichever you'd like! or both, if you really want to ramble.

Hi hi!! Thank you so much for the ask!!

💜 Purple ― Have you and S/I ever worn matching clothing or accessories?

"Why of course! Both me and miss Eris have very extensive wardrobes, and we usually choose to match whenever we go on fancier dates together!"

"I'm not quite used to her gothic style but she seems to enjoy whenever I wear plain black suits! I think she looks absolutely stunning whenever she wears something more aligned with my own style, steam punk as you'd call it! I've even made her some custom headpieces to match my hats!"

💚 Green ― What was the first thing you ever said to S/I? Why?

"Oh dear, that was quite some time ago, let me see if I can recall it properly... Ah yes! When we first spoke, miss Eris had just saved my life from a... Disgusting situation I found myself in."

"Funnily enough, my first words to her were "Thank you. Please, let me help you!" after she had defended my honor and safety. To This day I'm still thankful to have met her, I'm not quite sure what I would've done if she hadn't been there for me..."

🤎 Brown ― How would you describe S/I? in personality or looks, whichever you'd like! Or both, if you really want to ramble.

"I'm not the best when it comes to words, especially when she's around, but since it's just you and me, let me see what I can say!"

"Miss Eris is... Unlike anyone I've met before, especially in hell. She's quite reserved and powerful, being considered a royal in the Wrath Ring... And yet, I've never met someone as kind and so full of passion and love as her!"

"She's always so very doting and caring, while still managing to be fierce and as strong as one can be! Especially when it comes to me and our friends at the hotel... Besides her personality, I could talk about her appearance for hours on end as well!"

"She's absolutely astounding and beautiful in every way, her warmth and soft features makes me feel genuinely blessed by having the chance to be in her presence!"

#✯ lovely asks #❥ inseparable souls

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Sorry for sending so many negative asks and you don’t have to answer the last two, or if you want to you can answer what I said about Gen Z on here. I had a hard year last year and can honestly say watching the Elvis movie in theaters, Austin’s great performance, and getting into Elvis helped me get through it. It just sucks going online for the past year and reading nothing but hateful and negative comments about Elvis and Austin on the internet, especially from holier than thou Gen Zers who have no problem stanning people who are way worse :/

going to begin with this screenshot i saved the other day, that truly just encapsulates a lot to me:

also this gif my friend chelsea shared with me of el banishing haters for us. 😊 begone!

i have a lot to say to this and am unsure where to begin, so allow me to start here:

I had a hard year last year and can honestly say watching the Elvis movie in theaters, Austin’s great performance, and getting into Elvis helped me get through it. <- first and foremost, WITH ALL MY HEART, this is the point. this is what's important. that experience belongs to you, and it's BEAUTIFUL and meaningful, and there's nothing that can or should take that away from you. i am SO glad you had the film and austin's stunning performance, and then discovering more in e himself to help you. the value in that is unbelievably special, and it's unique in all of us who discover that solace in art and hold onto it in our own ways. the film has come to mean more to me than i can express in silly little posts here, and i haven't had that for a long time.

i'm so sorry you were having a hard time, i understand in my own way. i didn't expect to even make it through last year myself. there is a particular depth of connection and some measure of healing that came with this that i can't explain except to say it exists on some spiritual level. idk if you were here when i wrote a post on the night of the grammys, but there's a significant part of myself that i'd been without for a long time, and maybe didn't even fully know was missing, that e almost immediately set back. as if that broken piece of stained glass mosaic was there, but had been knocked out of place, and when it was restored, the picture was more whole again, and i could breathe a bit easier. like a bridge over troubled water. you don't know what's lost 'til you find it! i sincerely hope that you're doing better now <333

i have to cut this because it's long. 💗

i don't know where exactly you're reading negative comments, maybe i've just been very fortunate to avoid them since i've encountered them so rarely and block the few i've seen immediately (and anyone who has anything negative to say about aus is deranged on some level, when he's unequivocally humble and kind in every interaction he has. the only things i've seen about him are inane voice comments, and not only is that not funny, and was never funny, it's also clear anyone who thinks that has never listened to a clip of elvis speaking for two seconds in their life, as they sound nothing alike! i hate that something which should only have been joyful and made him feel proud has made him self-conscious because the media can't ignore trolls on the internet. austin is such a genuine soul). regarding elvis himself, he was certainly a complex human being, but he was unquestionably a GOOD one. it takes so little time to discover exactly who he was and all that he stood for, all he did.

it's like i read a story yesterday about how, when he performed at the houston astrodome, the owner told him he didn't want black people onstage and to leave the sweet inspirations behind, and elvis was like, absolutely not, they're included or i walk, period. and then he had had them driven in a car around the arena so that everyone could see them. it's such a typical story for him (standing up for people he loved and what he believed in with a delightful dose of king shit defiant behavior). it's why it's so easy to dispel ANY claim of racism because he was distinctly anything but, and there are countless stories recounting why.

you said: To add to my comment, I can’t stand reading most zoomers opinions of Elvis because the takes are almost always misinformed and hateful yet they worship artists like (he who shall not be named, I sent you a previous anon about him) 🤷‍♀️

speaking as your millennial elder sister here, i assume they either erroneously believe he somehow mistreated people of color (could not be less true), "stole" his music and/or misappropriated culture (absolutely not the case, and if anything, he succeeded in BREAKING a lot of barriers), or the situation with priscilla. i've addressed cilla before, but anyone making that into a more salacious situation than it was is not HEARING her specifically. they victimize her without listening to a word she says about the life that is HERS. about things that were in place before they got married, about the love they had for one another. they victimize her without her consent and i find that really upsetting. they're also not hearing any of the other women he was ever romantically involved with who have shared about him extensively, nor the women who were around him platonically who adored him. or they're listening to GROSS unfounded lies perpetuated by alanna nash, who i'm on record despising. did he have some ingrained patriarchal concepts? sure. he was a white man born in 1935, but none of those ideas were outrageous and it's not fair to even weigh that against our social mores in 2023, when we've been without him for 46 years. he had tremendous respect and love (not merely in the physical way) for women. he had tremendous respect and love for PEOPLE. i think of myrna saying elvis would've loved her just the same, no matter what color she was, because of who he was. it's infuriating for that to be taken away from him by people who don't even bother to do their research or try to spend a moment lending him compassion and understanding.

not to play the whatboutism game, but the person you mention has FAR worse and actually credible allegations, and yet that gets waved off all the time. i could name...a number of very famous men who have concrete abuse allegations or stories of very dark/disturbing things, and it simply gets ignored. i could mention someone who's oft-revered who was also a misogynist, racist, antisemitic homophobe and gets very little criticism. it's crazy to me that elvis gets any of those accusations when there's documented proof of his charitable work for black people (and literally growing up with and attending church with and learning alongside of and befriending and defending!), for jewish people (including being a shabbos goy as a child!), his generosity and care for others, and so on. someone sent me an anon the other day saying they feel like people online hold him to an unfair double standard (and they referenced a different famous musician who is far more problematic), which i responded to here. the fact of the matter is, a lot of it is rooted in caricature and parody and unfair jokes/stereotypes, some of which is incorrect judgment of elvis as a human being, some of which is this idea that anyone from the south must be stupid and racist, which is wildly unfair. remember: YOU KNOW MORE THAN THEM. i KNOW it hurts and is depressing and feels bad to not be able to fight back and defend him and prove his worth to everyone who discounts him, but that's on them and they don't get it, which is their loss. tbh anyone who doesn't get it can fuck right off. you know what he means to you.

the thing about elvis is, he had this...all-encompassing need for connection and understanding, and there was some part of him always seeking that. be that spiritually, and in his deep faith and interest in many avenues of philosophical study/thought, or in his approach to love of any kind. he didn't want to be just one thing to people, he wanted to, in some way, be everything. which maybe is too much for anyone to strive towards, but it was in his essence. chelsea also recently told me elvis was very interested in all the different definitions of love - the greek words, storge, philia, eros, agape, etc, and i personally feel a strong connection to that because that's always captivated me too, not merely the differences, but the way they inform each other. how we express love in this world.

el having a temper or making some mistakes in his life does not negate the artistry he possessed, nor, on a much more personal level, the amount of good he did and heart and soul he shared with people. loved ones, family, romances, fans, he had this boundless sense of love.

which brings me to us. i mean it when i say i believe it would mean everything to him if he knew how many new people, ESPECIALLY young people, are discovering him and embracing him and remembering him.

going to quote chelsea again: "it's like the people who find him are the good ones, you know? the thoughtful, loyal, interesting ones who see him as a full person. which is all he ever wanted."

i believe, without question, that he would love us so much. i believe he was meant for us to find him. i believe it would touch his soul to know he's had an impact on us, or helped us make it through, or healed something in us in any way. that would be worth everything to him. and he's so alive in our hearts, and i know he's going to stay there. that's what has the meaning, that's what remains.

to repeat this post from the other day:

i was having a discussion with tam like five minutes before this tweet was posted, about the people who dismiss him or belittle him not understanding the truth of who he was, not loving him for the whole of him the way that we do, so when this was tweeted, it felt almost like a sign from the universe. no matter how loud the clamor of denial, WE know what that love truly is.

you decide where to put your love. you know what restores your spirit. that matters through everything. i believe he reached out to and moved austin for a reason, that that performance was meant to happen. and deep in my heart, i believe there's some light of his reaching back that sparks in ours.

#anonymous #letterbox #elvis presley #i was a dreamer #i love him sm :(#and ilyyyy and all my e besties. you are wonderful 💕💕💕#i keep typing burned and not shined bc of if i can dream aklfdkjlfdg #*#NOT THE MUSIC CHOICE CHANNEL PLAYING 'LET IT BE ME' AS I POST THIS he's so. haunting me everywhere! daily! i hear you hi e <3 #sail on silver girl; sail on by #there must be lights burning brighter somewhere

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ep49 (1/3): a shocking numbers of fans watched this scene where jgy cried a lot and fully swallowed his excuses. guys. guys.

oh wwx is annoyed as hell that jgy is dodging responsibility for everything he's done when he, wwx, never once denied his actions and bore the full weight of them and then some

more evidence for my 'jgy actively encourages lxc's crush even though he has no intention of ever reciprocating because it grants him power over him' hc!!!!!

oh jeex lxc looks like shit. I mean I guess he's had a rough couple of days. look at those eyes bags

lxc: I'm not your sworn brother anymore. jgy (realizing he's losing his grip on lxc): NOOOOO 😭😭😭😭😭

okay to be fair I'm sure there is some genuine grief for losing the friendship and camaraderie of the one person who has always vouched for him, saved his life, supported him, etc. lxc was a wonderful friend and a powerful, steadfast ally. wasted on jgy!

you can practically see the forehead vein popping here. I don't think an lxc who fully understands jgy would ever love him. if xiyao is happening in some fic, either jgy is lying or someone's being mischaracterized. not that social factors didn't play a role in the things jgy did, but if you ignore his sadistic and vengeful nature, his willingness to murder innocent people, his unrepentant manipulation and deceptive nature, you're losing a lot of his character. for him to be someone who doesn't hurt others, he'd have to be someone guaranteed safety and respect and a position from birth. but that's so antithetical to his role in canon it wouldn't be the same person anyway

huh. why hasn't jgy tried to harras lwj more? I guess he got what he wanted and beyond lwj sealing himself, there's not much a reaction jgy can provoke

WELL. pretty clear choices here. jgy you could have packed up and fled the country before trying to kill a bunch of people and kidnapping children

lxc: why were you so cruel and murderous??? dude?? jgy: I HAD NO CHOICE BRO 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 you believe me right??? would it help if I did this 😭😭😭😭

compared to wwx's impassioned, rational, fair defenses of himself and the people he was trying to protect, this is so pathetic. wwx never denied what he did, never dodged responsibility. when he said he had no other choices, it was in defense of innocent people at risk of political persecution and mass murder, not in defense of killing people to maintain his own position, he apologized for the death of jxz and suffered his own death in retribution for even the best things he did

YOU COULD HAVE LEFT!!!! or idk, face up to the consequences of your actions

I am so so sorry to bring the marvel 'cinematic' universe into our beautiful liveblog today but this shot just screamed "Tony, you CHOSE to do that' to me

of course he ~nobly~ doesn't deny it ONCE IT'S ALREADY COME TO LIGHT. but he denied up until the breaking point because he's a slippery eel and it's impossible to get him to face any consequences for his actions!!! if I was lxc I would be exasperated to death too

NEAT FRAMING

ohhh this flashback is so skin-crawling. I really love how deathly pale the robes and jgy's face are. the red of the wedding robes and the decorations are so ominous and omnipresent, like something horrifying about to happen, like something inescapable. the music really adds to the eeriness of the scene

it always hurt so bad that qs was so excited for her wedding night. she was happy! she liked jgy a lot and always respected him and his mother! she was a good and kind and innocent person and she had no IDEA god I feel sick I hate him so much

jgy really never spared a single thought to qs's well-being. it was all about him, and his horror, and his choices, and his position, and the injustices enacted on him. self-centered to the very end. of course he didn't think he had a choice. he would never choose against his own self-interest no matter how many people he hurt. god, qin su should have lived. her suicide was such bullshit

oh my god SUCH bullshit. 'uwu but I worked so hard!' okay yeah I get it's a precarious political situation and the issue isn't even your fault but DUDE. you're placing your own power and ambition higher in importance than this woman's entire life. and you MUST have known you would have murdered any child you two had.

pretty sucky situation all around. shocking idea though. YOU COULD HAVE TOLD QIN SU

jgy truly goes through life as if it was a me-or-them battle for survival in every single situation. in his mind, whoever bore the burden here would be the one destroyed, and he never would choose his own destruction. and it does make sense based on his environment and upbringing. god, he's such a good villain. none of this at all excuses his actions ofc, but it's an extremely compelling and powerful motivator for a villain hell-bent on surviving, viewing every situation as battle to the death, and fully buying into being viewed as the victim of every scenario

another contrast to wwx! wwx hates being seen as someone who was hurt. he dislikes being viewed as weak or vulnerable in any way by his enemies (and often his allies), and the way he wins battle and arguments is though either his power or his own honesty. for someone who omits key information and lowkey manipulates many of his loved ones, his straightforward arguments are more often than not the complete truth

in case we needed a reminder of his active sadism at work. who gaf about his dad but those poor women were treated as murder weapons and then mass murdered themselves

oh I do not like this slap scene, and I'm glad lxc is horrified by it as well. the exposure of jgy's crimes has never retroactively justified the classism and oppression he fought against, nor does it grant permission to his social superiors to treat him like they're inherently better than him, such as with this slap

#cql re-rewatch #not to brag but this one is juicy

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helenazbmrskai · 2 years

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Mr Dream Writer 4 [Drabble Series]

Pairing – [Seokjin x Reader]

Genre – [Best Friend’s Brother AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Writer AU, Slow Burn, Coming Off Age, Romance, Roommates To Lovers]

Summary – [Jin is the sun and you’re the moon.]

Warnings – [age gap (8 years), children’s book writer!jin and smut writer!oc, pining, smut (no actual smut yet), fluff, angsty thoughts]

Word Count – [861 words]

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”Is it a married man? I promise I would never judge you. You can tell me.” You gasp in horror when she starts speculating, giving you that look again that you haven’t seen since college – when you had that crush on that jock from the swim team senior year. They were wet and hot in your defence – every woman’s weakness. Everyone who tells otherwise is a liar.

Her hand finds yours on top of the table to console you but you pull away with a disapproving look.

”Oh my god. That’s not it!” You pick up some fries to shove into her mouth before she could speak more nonsense.

It’s annoying how she tries to nitpick everything you say just because you said it’s complicated it doesn’t mean it has to involve a married man or a sugar daddy! It could be worse than listening to her trying to figure out your mystery crush.

At least she has no idea it’s his brother that you have secret feelings for. You shudder just by thinking of this morning with his dick wedged in between your buttcheeks.

It’s futile to think about the what-ifs. Nothing would have changed if you decided to stay or not a little longer. You just saved yourself from some awkward conversation where you would be friend-zoned or worse – sister zoned! You’re way past the point of feeling guilty about thinking about Jin whilst you’re with your best friend. You’re not concerned as you get lost in your head.

You never really breached the topic with her – but you know she wouldn’t be thrilled for you to have the hots for his brother. It’s stupid but her reaction when one of your friends brought up you dating him in the future is still a sore spot. Them. Together? Yikes. Childish, you know it but it still affects you more than you would like to admit. Not that Seokjin would ever return your feelings.

”Are you excited about our trip?” Glad for the change in the subject you let out a relieved chuckle. Genuine excitement showing on your face.

Of course, you are excited!

It’s been ages since you went to Jeju (except for that one family vacation) and this time it will be just you the girls and the boys – no parental supervision. You yourselves are grownups. Just friends on a summer trip. Everyone has been busy and working hard so some time to unwind will do some good for all of you. It’s also nostalgic as the first roots of your affection towards Jin bloomed on the Island as well. You’re excited to go back now that you’re all matured.

The problems you had back then seem to be minor things compared to what adult life rolls your way as a challenge.

You share some excited chatter about the resort she got her hands on. You heard it’s quite spectacular and has a beautiful view of the ocean. You collect your trays when you’re done and head to the mall to buy some bikinis for the trip.

Time always flies by when you’re together and you step into your shared apartment with Jin in the late afternoon with a heart less heavy.

It’s still one of the favourite parts of your day. When you can smell the freshly made food and be greeted by Jin’s smile as he asks you to join him in the kitchen. You move in sync preparing the dishes seamlessly as you know what the other wants. You cooked together so many times but your heart still flutters when he prefers your help in the kitchen even at gatherings.

”You left early this morning.” The knife in your hand halts for a moment but you regain your composure rather quickly. You keep cutting the vegetables in relative silence as you try to come up with what to say and pour the cut pieces into a frying pan to stirfry, acting busy. You didn’t think he would comment about your sudden disappearance. Did he miss you? Was he disappointed when he didn’t find you in his arms anymore? Or. Is he testing the waters? He probably woke up with a boner and was wondering if he made you uncomfortable but doesn’t want to create an awkward situation by asking you outright? Right? That’s probably it-

”I was just getting ready for the trip tomorrow. Jiah and I went shopping. We didn’t have anything to wear to the beach.”

Seokjin acknowledges your words with a small hum as he’s focused on marinating the beef sprinkling it with various spices.

”Can’t wait to see you in it.” His smile is innocent and his intentions are probably as pure as snow so why are you blushing so hard? You and Jin saw each other in swimwear – went to the beach before with mutual friends – before but your approach the previous years was more cute than sexy. You don’t know what possessed you to go all out this year but Jiah whistled when you come out of the changing room. She said whoever your secret crush is he’ll probably go blind from your beauty so you’re counting on that.

#seokjin fanfiction #bts fanfiction #bts fic #bts fanfic #seokjin fanfic #seokjin fic #jin fic #jin fanfic #jin fanfiction #seokjin x reader #bts x reader #bts drabble #seokjin drabble

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Steve Harrington is a Knight of Heart and in this essay I will tell you why I am the smartest person on earth and have the right to classpect the shit out of my blorbos from the media that is not homestuck.

Let's start with a character overview to better cover our base, and even better - from the first season. Over the course of four seasons, Steve goes through an incredible character arc, growing from an unlikeable asshole and a borderline bully to the main defender of the whole party. However, I want to note that Steve has never been a real bully, even in the first season. Such a completely false impression is created due to the fact that at that time his two best friends are bullies, and he himself is a popular jock boy from a wealthy family. But this is one of his not quite conscious masks, which can be seen already in the very first season and is especially well revealed through his relationship with Nancy. As we know, Nancy is by no means a popular prom queen, on the contrary, she is an all-A’s overachiever, and her best friend Barb embodies the loser and outcast archetype (omg just like heathers). If Steve was a real jock, he would start dating someone like Chrissy, who is a popular beautiful cheerleader doll who could pose more as a trophy than a romantic partner. But Steve is genuinely interested in Nancy, he really likes her as a person, and he seeks to help and protect her. This applies not only to studying, but also to people around: when Jonathan demonstrates frankly stalker behavior and secretly takes pictures of Nancy changing clothes, Steve acts thoughtlessly on emotions and in an attempt to protect the honor of his girlfriend. And please note that he always sees when his actions upset Nancy, and he always apologizes and tries to make amends. I’m talking about such moments as when he tries to climb into her window because he is worried (to find her there with Jonathan), and when he washes off offensive words from the theater. He cares deeply about her feelings, and he does everything in his power so that she does not get hurt, even though he makes mistakes. Well, who the hell doesn't, especially at that age? This dynamic is further developed when Steve makes other friends. He is always careful and attentive to the feelings of others: he is caring towards children, he does not hesitate to accept Robin as a lesbian (which is a mindblowingly amazing move for a "popular guy" from the 80s), he lets Nancy go despite the fact that it pains him to do so, and does not make a huge drama or even cause a small scene out of this - mind you, for an 18-year-old, this is insanely mature! And the background for all of this is him losing himself even more than in the first season - yes, yes, I didn’t mention, but under the mask of a popular guy, there was absolute confusion about who he really was. He does not have a clear understanding of himself, he does not know what he wants from life, he is lonely and cold. We can guess from everything we've been shown that this, much to out surprise (/sarc), comes from the family - Steve's parents are almost never there, most likely they not only paid little attention to his son, but also for sure made him feel like a disappointment. And so it leaves him confused, having a great personality (evident to us viewers), yet not able to realize it.

What does all this tell us?

Being led by his emotions, a conflict of self, evolution from the most self-centered character to the most selfless, caring for other characters' *feelings* and romantic relationships all point to the Heart aspect from beginning to end. Textbook stuff, really. At the same time, the lack of an aspect at the beginning of the arc and mastering it in the course of his development, ignoring his own problems and hiding behind masks, whether conscious or not, indicate a class. The Knight class, obviously. However, this is only a psychotype and an arch, but I must say that I saved the most obvious evidence for the end - this is Steve's behavior as a typical Knight. Classes are often compared to roles in games. Like mages, bards, rogues, all that stuff. Knights in this classification are ALWAYS tanks. They are the first to rush into battle so that their team can deal damage from afar, from a safe distance. Tanks (Knights) carry the team, holding its full weight on their shoulders, even not always being the strongest players. They are able to take on all the damage from the enemy, to allow their team to win. What can I say :) Steve :)))) A person who is ALWAYS on the frontline, protecting the rest of the party. Who always goes first to check how dangerous the path ahead is. Who charges at the enemy, acting as bait, even if he knows he cannot win. Classic Knight, really.

And so we came to the conclusion that Steve Harrington is a typical Knight of Heart. We wish him good luck and someone who will help him take a break from a heavy burden such as carrying a whole party. Please give Steve a day off and a shoulder to cry on (Robin im looking at you 👀)

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