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yuanology · 9 months

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M!reader, a seemingly innocent guy, though appearances can be deceiving. Then there's Geto, who initially dropped subtle hints about having feelings for Reader. But frustration mounts as Geto's attempts go unnoticed, with Reader simply viewing their interactions as friendly. Eventually, Geto's patience wears thin, especially since Gojo and reader have been getting along well. As jealousy and frustration brew within Geto, he unknowingly directs it at reader through snarky and bratty comments. Reader, though patient, can only take so much. They finally snap, (Geto is surprised because reader is always so soft spoken and sweet) giving Geto a piece of their mind and putting him in his place.

Can i please be 👁️ anon?

welcome 👁️ anon! i forgot to actually write smut in this! so have a really long build-up and hopefully a part two in the future, holy shit. i am so sorry. (suguru's characterisation is also a bit weird here . i can't put a finger on it but my brain is not clicking rn. i am so sorry, 👁️ anon. i'll do better next time. please forgive me for this failure just this once.)

geto suguru was not an impatient man but you were an entirely different matter. you always had been.

there was something about you that drove your existence apart from all of the others— a steadiness in your presence, a constance in your friendship with him. you kept him grounded, an anchor and a light in the darkness that came with being a jujutsu sorcerer. had it not been for you, suguru thought he might have gone rogue so many times ago in the past.

"suguru."

ah, speak of the angel (yes, he knew that wasn't how the saying went, but you weren't the devil. how could you be, with your smile and your careful hands? you were an angel, sent from above to keep him from drowning), you slid into the seat next to him. as usual, you smiled at him, the corners of your eyes crinkling as you did, before you dug into your meal.

suguru let his gaze linger on you for a few short seconds before he turned his face to eat his meal, too.

lunch was a contented affair, filled with small talk and the occasional sound of your laughter. there was something domestic, suguru would like to think, about the way you stole his chicken and he snatched your meatballs in compensation. suguru could hardly think of a time he had ever been this comfortable with anyone but you. you had him lowering his guards without ever having to ask him at all, an inane talent he doubted you even noticed. but it was there, and you were a miracle worker that never failed to hold him through his worst and his best.

so, really, it shouldn't come as a surprise that suguru would have to share you with others, too.

specifically, one fucking annoying gojo satoru.

don't misunderstand him, he loved satoru. satoru was his best friend, his one and only, his steady companion. they had been through hell and back together, shoving each other to further heights and hauling one another out of the deepest pits. he cared for satoru, loved him in every way a man could love his best friend. suguru loved his friend.

but jesus christ, could satoru get on his nerves sometimes.

because the thing is. the thing is that satoru knew—he knew the way suguru looked at you, he knew the way suguru spoke about you, he knew the way suguru's heart beat and ached for you. satoru knew all about the depths of his affections for you, every single beautiful and ugly thing, because that was what you do with your best friend, right? you trust them.

backstabber, suguru thought bitterly, shoving a now-acrid tasting meatball into his mouth.

because there satoru was, his arms thrown around you in ways that suguru could never touch you, his jokes making you laugh in a way that left suguru feeling ripped between wanting to watch your smile and punch satoru in the face hard enough that he'd be bleeding for days for stealing that sight from you and leaving suguru nothing but the left-overs to pick after.

in spite of everything, suguru was hardly ever really envious of his best friend. yes, there were moments where he wished satoru would get off his high-horse and someone would knock some sense into him (and that responsibility, more often than not, fell on suguru's shoulders), but he was never really jealous of satoru. there was never a need for it, not when he knew the worst and the lows of being gojo satoru.

however, in that moment, watching satoru cling onto you and make you grin, suguru understood what it meant to truly be seething with jealousy. that should be me.

the rest of the day passed by in a hazy blur after that. suguru vaguely recollected leaving lunch early, reciting robotically that he had somewhere to be urgently and ignoring the knowing grin satoru shot his way or the downwards curl of your lips. he thought he might have given you the cold shoulder at some point or another, the words leaving his lips a little sharp and a little cruel, but he didn’t remember what he said. you might have recoiled, you might have not. suguru couldn’t remember.

(and he didn’t want to remember— he didn’t want to remember the way he had turned his face away when he heard the sound of your voice calling out his name. he didn’t want to remember the way his shoulders had knocked against yours a little too hard as you passed each other by in the hallways. he didn’t want to remember the way your face dropped when he took a seat on a table across the room from your usual one. he didn’t want to remember because if he did, then he would have to remember all the tiny ways he hurt you. papercuts still stung like a bitch, after all.)

then, one day became another, and another became a week, and a week became a month—

and the end of the month brought you.

a beautiful, brilliant, furious apparition of you—one that stormed up to him and, without warning or another word, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and hauled him bodily after you. his feet dragged against the floor, his toes catching onto the heels of his own choes before he could struggle to right himself.

“what are you—” he began.

“shut up,” you interrupted him.

cleverly, suguru did.

he didn’t say a damn thing even as you slammed the door to your dormroom open, shoving him inside without another word. his lips parted in confusion when you began to lock the door behind you, but he still said nothing as you grabbed him by the wrist to direct him further into your room. he didn’t say a single word until you shoved him onto your bed, his back flat on the mattress.

“what?” he tried again.

“you’ll shut up and listen to me when i talk,” you said, your voice leaving no room for arguments. suddenly, you were looming over him, straddling his waist as your open palm pressed over his chest; right above his pounding heart. “do you understand?”

suguru swallowed thickly as he nodded. this was a side of you he hadn’t even known existed; rough and unafraid, your hands on him meant to firmly rule rather than to guide gently as you usually would. even in your anger, you had never been anything else but firm—steady and stubborn.

fuck, he thought wisely to himself. i'm in deep trouble.

but when your hand found the collar of his shirt, your fingers curling around the fabric of his shirt, he finds that he didn't mind it. not in the slightest.

because you had always been beautiful, but you were damningly ephemereal now, peering down at him with something burning carved into your irises; bold and brilliant, striking and inescapable. suguru had never felt so wonderfully trapped before, caught in your stare and unable to look away.

"satoru told me everything," you began, your assessing gaze never once leaving him. "i'm disappointed, suguru."

static clogged his head immediately, all thoughts clearing from his head into an unbearable haze. dirty little traitor. his throat felt tight, his heart stopping in his chest. excuses climbed up the back of his mouth, tasting like bile and the curses that he swallows, and every single little ugly thing that had ever crossed his mind. explanations defining his inner-most thoughts, apologies creasing into the space between his teeth. nothing came out, nothing but a strangled sound; caught between a whimper and a whine. weak, pathetic.

your head tilted at the noise, your gaze sharpening into something vicious. "you should have told me yourself," you said. "i never took you for a coward, suguru."

suguru couldn't help the weak, strangled thing that escaped his throat. he thought that it might have been a piece of his heart. "i'm sorry," he whispered, before he could think better of it.

the sigh that you let out was low, almost vicious in its nature. suguru hid his wince by turning his head, the side of his face half-buried into the sheets. before he could succeed, however, your hand caught his chin, forcing him to turn his gaze to meet your eyes once again.

"look at me when i'm talking to you, suguru." your voice sent a series of goosebumps rippling up his skin. he shuddered, trying to shake it off, but he couldn't when your grip on his face was firm. he still tried to nod a bit, wanting to appease you.

"i'm sorry," suguru rasped out once again.

"stop apologising."

all of a sudden, his forehead was flicked. the motion was so familiar in the face of such an unfamiliar circumstance that suguru couldn't help but blink, startled. for a moment, suguru couldn't think, couldn't do anything—much less suppress the faint smile that appeared on his lips. perhaps not much had changed after all. perhaps you could still have him as your friend, still care for him the way you cared for him before.

"so," he started slowly, "you're not angry at me?"

"i'm pissed at you," you told him bluntly.

before he could wilt, though, your grip on his chin became a gentle caress to his jaw, and suguru felt his whole world tilting upside down once again. your face was close to his, too close, and suguru felt like he couldn't breathe at the proximity.

"i am so, so angry at you, suguru. you should have told me everything sooner. i can't believe you made me wait so long just for this. all your attitude as of late, all your snark and sass, that was just a defence mechanism, wasn't it?" your voice was cutting as you picked apart his brain, dissecting all of his secret truths with all the precision of a surgeon's knife. "you got jealous—and instead of talking to me, you decided to push me away."

your voice was a low murmur, not meant to be anything seductive but still sending a sharp thrill up to suguru's monkey brain all the same. all he could think of was the curl of your smile—secretive, knowing, like you were in on some secret joke that he wasn't—and the way you were looking at him now—like a predator who had his hunt cornered—and how suguru couldn't do anything but take anything that you doled out.

fuck, that's so hot.

"i'm sorry," he said again, dutiful and polite.

and for a moment, simply a nanosecond, he caught a fissure in your exterior; that softness bleeding out for a moment before the cracks smoothened itself out. even so, that split-second was enough for suguru to realise oh. he's not actually angry at me. because all of this, he knew now, was part of the game that you were playing with him; a theatrical dramatic act to compensate for the weeks of silence you got from his end.

your head tilted slowly, dangerously, as if you're assessing him, and the newfound knowledge that you like were made a shiver run down his spine. because you wanted this, you wanted him too, even if you haven't said those words out loud. you craved him, and that single piece of knowledge was enough for suguru to feel like he was going to break himself apart and meld himself together until he fit all and every single one of your wishes; until he became perfect just for you.

suguru's smile was small, placating in the way he knew you hated it. "forgive me?" he asked, practically simpering.

you caught onto what he was trying to do—of course, you did, you always did—and you threw your head back in a sharp laugh. "i don't know, suguru." your smile was mean, dangerous, and suguru almost fainted on the spot. fuck. "do you think you deserve my forgiveness?"

all of suguru's bravado melted in that moment as he felt like a miserably delighted pile of limbs and bones and a beating heart that thumped and echoed and lived just for youyouyou. "no," he said, his voice coarse, rough with his own admission. his hand moved to rest on your knees, not reaching higher because he knew better than to touch you more at a time like this. he didn't deserve it yet. "but let me show you." let me deserve the taste of you, let me deserve to feel what it means to worship you.

your lips curled into a smirk, and suguru felt as if he was going to die right then and there. miraculously, he managed to stay alive just long enough to watch you crawl off of him, standing by the edge of the bed, your gaze still following him like you were going to eat him alive.

"hands and knees, suguru," you said. "you better earn it."

geto suguru was not an impatient man but in order to satisfy you, no time in the world was ever enough.

#WHAT IS THIS HOT MESS #my head hurts . what is happening in this fic . i don't even have an explanation anymore . i am so sorry .#👁️ anon i swear i will do better next time #as my apology pls send in another request i'll be sure to treat it with proper care and reverence this time around im so sorry i'll vip you #HHGRHH I'M SO EMBARRASSED #geto suguru x reader #male reader #dom reader #sub geto suguru #there isn't even p*rn in this holy fuck #( thirsts. )#( asks. )#( 👁️ anon. )

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finexbright · 1 year

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#okay look i love louis and i really don't want to cause any discourse but i suppose this is just me gathering my thoughts in one place #i think that this livestream event would've been so much better if a. it had a concert attached to it and b. it was cheaper #like i'm sorry but i already paid £18 to watch it in the cinemas i am not gonna pay £18 more just to get 10 mins of extra footage #and him and charlie talking about the same things again. like we aren't getting any new questions and thoughts #and he would've been way better off by putting it on a streaming platform instead where fans can have access to it anytime #and this coming right after the cancellation of asia leg with zero explanation and one half assed tweet? is just not louis vibes man :/#i am NOT saying there's something going on bts or whatever i'm just saying that the fans deserve an explanation #for the cancellation of the tour dates #and like. sorry but this livestream is not accessible at all. i am not gonna spend £18 on this #and like. £18 is actually SO much in so many countries that i know at the end of it only usa + eu + uk #fans will be watching it so what even is the point #but yeah. one off livestream bad. online streaming platform good. explanation for cancellation required

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dandelion-wings · 2 months

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anyway now that I am Being Brave I can post a tiny excerpt of the current project that is consuming my brain, which is more Lisa/Jean/Kaeya omegaverse but with different alt-bio from the existing Lisa/Jean/Kaeya omegaverse:

Lisa gives him a too-thoughtful look and then says, far too reasonably for the words, "Jean could always be your partner for it." He opens his mouth to protest. Jean is her *mate*, and thus the last person Lisa should be volunteering to share another omega's bed. She swept away any dreams Kaeya might have had about Jean the moment she swept into Jean's life, and he knows that she knows that. But she's smiling at him, as pleased with her own notion as a cat with cream, and Jean is nodding. "If you would be comfortable with that, it may be the best solution." "So Lisa is going to play at Acting Acting Grand Master while you-" all the terms that come to mind feel wildly inappropriate to say in front of Jean, *about* Jean "-handle this?" "Of course not, cutie." Lisa pats his arm. "I'll be there too. As long as we're efficient about triggering Jean's rut, it shouldn't take more than a few days to get you out of heat again. Hertha can handle things for that long."

#the premise here is that heat is not a regular/natural cycle but a potentially deadly biological failure state #(theabysscomeshome came up with nicely scientific explanations for a lot of this #and then i ignored half of it in favor of particular ~aesthetics~. thank you and i'm so sorry XD;;)#because sometimes i can have some dubcon. as a treat :3c #fic excerpt #jean has two hands and two aides: coincidence?#('hey bird how many fics/wips DO you have where jean is in a committed relationship with lisa but Has To sleep with kaeya-' listen. listen.#(...at this moment? uh. four of them. don't look at me)

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discjude · 13 days

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Hi prequel community. If I said that I think the reason why there were only two prequels compared to the three that the other parts of the series got (3 TSY books and 3 TCY books) AND the reasons why Rhian's eye colour changes miraculously from Rise to Fall from green to blue (I think he's described as having green eyes in Rise? someone might have to correlate me on that) is because in Rise he's supposed to parallel TSY Sophie (green eyes, doubtfully good, multiple boyfriends) and then in Fall he's supposed to parallel Japeth (blue eyes, fratricidal, insane, gets cool one liners) how would you react to that

#the brackets make this unreadable im so sorry #but like you've got to hear me out on this right. right.#im cooking something I dont know what it is but its being cooked #the downsides ive spotted here is that I don't know if Rafal goes from TSY Agatha --> TCY Rhian that is a problem #but I might've just not spotted it #there's def some rhian sader in rafal cause of the whole “idc if you're evil and I'm the One (true king) we can still rule together”#and the whole Getting Murdered #I didn't pick up much of Agatha in him in Fall but the Sophie parallel was DEFINITELY there for Rhian #and “the One” being introduced as a parallel to “the One True King” makes way too much sense #this is also a convenient explanation for the wrong eye colours (though that also doesn't apply to Agatha. applies well to TCY twins though #is “cool one liners” solely a japeth trait? no. did he get the best ones? absoLUTELY. “welcome to hell then” okayyyyy go off #submitting this for peer review #there's so many little observations I have about prequels that I don't want to make full posts about #for example how the school masters' colours in the movie are the rise + fall ones #but whatever #sge #tsfgae #school for good and evil #the school for good and evil #fotsge #rotsge #sge prequels #japethposting #if anyone spots any more parallels that I missed pleaaaassseeee tell me I need to build a case file for this #rafal mistral #rhian mistral #oh also this was accidentally inspired by a wisteriaum post so thank you 4 that #MORE TAGS oh my god sorry I just remembered that Rhian gets described as serpentine/snakey a LOT in Fall that's def something

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fayevalcntine · 3 months

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I don't actually think the show does well enough in terms of handling Claudia's backstory and internalized feelings re: a lot of what happens in the latter half of the season, but apparently that's an unpopular opinion of sorts in this fandom.

To put it simply, Claudia reminiscing about her past life prior to being a vampire in all but 6 lines is not a proper exploration of said life. In comparison to her parents getting a more expanded view of theirs (Louis thankfully had at least one episode prior to being turned while Lestat's backstory is even going to be repeatedly hinted at in season 2), she mentions a dead mother all but once (twice if you count an easy lie she tells in 1.06), an aunt beating her, having to deal with perverts at the rooming house she stayed in, and not having any more children to play with during the night because she's now a vampire. Again, all this is explored in less than 10 lines total. This isn't really us getting enough info on her so much as barely getting the most basic information that we can get on her past, and again, it's also not a proper exploration of a child suddenly going from an abusive poor household to a rich people's home, with two strangers that suddenly become her parents, and her becoming completely estranged to the life she once knew. Claudia remembers her past life in comparison to her book counterpart because she's 14, yet somehow I'm supposed to accept that she is completely fine with all of these changes until she suddenly isn't?

Subtlety is also not this show's Forte nor is it even the thing it's remembered by: we have Louis referencing books that are clearly meant for us to look up, we have a 10 minute domestic violence scene where the white vampire deliberately tries to kill his Black partner. This just makes the lack of info on Claudia obviously glaring because she is also raped, but her rape is never even talked about BY her. It's hinted at by Louis, it's nagged for more information on by Daniel, it's mocked by Lestat. The only time we even get Claudia referring to Bruce is in a scene that is clearly meant to serve as a not-so-subtle hint that Louis is being raped by his husband? So again, a hint of a moment that Claudia gives is again turned into a message about what Louis is going through. When a show has more men talk about this traumatic incident that happened to this girl than the girl herself, then yeah, it IS glaring and unless Rolin and Co. make some effort to rectify a general lack of attention they give her, or turn it into some commentary about how a Black girl's story is shaped and disfigured by all the men in her life that abused her, then it's still pretty glaring and lacking.

#interview with the vampire #claudia #claudia iwtv #the same can even be said for her 7 year university streak #all we got is three scenes in total: the scene where she meets Bruce; the scene prior to him assaulting her #and then her hiding in the walls #its not until ep6 that we even learn how she may have travelled by hiding in the back cars of trains #and stuff like this IS relevant because she's a black girl perpetually 14 in appearance #if any of y'all take this to mean I'm demanding that Claudia relive the trauma of being raped I will bite you #I simply don't like that she's sooner mocked for experiencing assault than being given any space to process it on her own #and I'm sorry but Rolin's post-episode explanation being a dismissive 'well she went through it but she's tough' doesn't cut it for me #I think it's fine to be weary about the writers' possible plans re: this

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soubiapologist · 24 days

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#mine #loveless #vid #okay 👍🏻#the edit is there for informational purposes it's yoinked from wikipedia. so you can really FEEL the emotion in the last uhhh few seconds.#i'm sorry this is the way i am. smiles.#i don't really have an explanation for this other than that i am strange. idiosyncratic even.#this is the only kind of video i am capable of creating SORRY

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thatlittlemouse · 3 days

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i'm so tired of the common fandom perception of wu xie that it's actively demotivating 😞

it's not even about "what age should wu xie look like", it's that everywhere i look on wb/lof i see this bubbly bright eyed college student and i don't know who that's supposed to be half the time, that's not the guy i've been reading about in any book written in the last 10 years at least

#i'm a hater but it's fine it's whatever #i'm gaslighting myself that i'm the one that has unrealistic expectations with no basis and everyone else is right at this point #i have no other explanation #because the story shows this character from his 20s to his 40s but there's just one universally accepted version of him in fandom thought #sorry 2 “sha hai wu xie” is a separate character practically #why isn't there more of a variety i don't understand

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outeremissary · 4 months

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kasander + 😴 please!

Thank you ❤️ Sleep questions about D&D elves always lead peculiar places, don't they?

hc + 😴 for a sleep-themed headcanon

Kasander seldom sleeps willingly. Their trance is already haunted by half-alien memories of blood and darkness, disorganized images they struggle to stitch together and match to their origins. It's upsetting even without any supernatural incursion causing more extreme visions, and it makes them fear resting. Sleeping, on the rare experiment trying to avoid the memories, is much worse. They always dream, and they always dream Bhaal's dreams. And it takes such a terribly long time to wake. So they avoid sleeping, and they're thankful not to have a reason to.

However, sleep is the most convenient way for the Emperor to contact them, and the Emperor has a way of pulling them under whenever he pleases. When they first met and the Emperor was still in the form of the Dream Visitor the Emperor offered to soothe their nights from the restless, terrible trance by quieting their dreams- if only they would sleep, of course. Disoriented, still largely amnesiac, and distressed by the visions, Kasander agreed eagerly (there was a lot of agreeing with the Emperor then) and committed themself to the psionic protection out of desperation for any relief from the growing fear there was something wrong with them. It did seem to work- mostly- but when Kas began to break with the Emperor they stopped sleeping nightly as well. By that point they were ready to grapple with the horrors of trance again, as painful and difficult as they were.

#any time something comes up around kasander and sleeping I have this moment of 'do elves sleep in pathfinder'#and you know what? I still don't know the answer. I should. but I don't.#I have become intimately acquainted with trance in D&D thanks to periodically being forced to fact check a bizarre and incorrect belief #that elves have to learn to trance properly and there was a cultural aspect of it. this isn't true and I don't know where I got it from.#anyway do you ever think about how fucking funny it is that trance is genuinely such a deeprooted and unique part of cross setting D&D lore #and so much shit pretends it doesn't exist. I'm guilty too it's the easy way out but god. it's such a simple alien touch #our conception of life is hard to separate from sleep huh #elves sleep an absolutely SILLY amount in bg3 despite there being flavor text and the guy scene acknowledging that they. y'know. don't.#the flavor text takes an especially hardline stance even. very silly. are we just supposed to pretend the sleeping is trance for elves #I'm about to sleep and not trance myself this was not a night of powerful focus for me #sorry you're getting my most scattered and incoherent one of the night :')#emi plays bg3 #ask me emithing #ask game #kasander #archduke-enver-gortash #hm. that feels like I'm summoning something. ominous.#anyway if I've just missed some in game explanation for what's going on every time elves appear to be sleeping please lmk

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theokusgallery · 6 months

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What do you think Nick and Sunny's ethnicities are?

I've always somewhat headcanonned Sunny as Japanese-American, and Basil as having at least one European parent, both living in Europe, and an American grandmother. I have no idea where that second headcanon comes from. It's probably me projecting my own French-ness onto my favorite little blorbo -- another explanation is that OMORI seems to be pretty explicitely set in the USA, but Basil's parents are said to travel frequently and Sunny's never seen them in his life... and since it's easier to travel in Europe in my (limited) experience, my brain might've just made the association. Sunny being Japanese-American is a pretty popular headcanon because of his chara-design so I don't feel like I have to explain that one.

Anyway, they both live in France for plot reasons.

#in that last comic i made its said that sunny has an hour and a half of public transport to get there. its important to them growing closer #and ngl from what i'm hearing i dont think that's something that would even be possible in america.#america's public transport system doesn't seem to... be big enough to go for that long.#also: arsenic's AU is massively inspired by some personal elements (not the toxic relationship part don't worry)#and some of these elements just *require* shit to happen in france.#like for instance: sunny lives very far away instead of getting a college dorm...#...because college dorms just aren't really a thing in france. and although sunny doesnt have the money to rent an appartment closer to uni #-he has the money to go to college in the first place... because public unis are practically free here.#there's also no reason for sunny's family to get the story for how he lost his eye...#...because he has public healthcare... so he doesn't need money from his family to pay for it.#so he doesn't *owe* them an explanation and he can just hide it until he has to see them again...#...months later‚ because he's already moved in with nick by this point.#so if i had to change where they live i'd have to do lots of research and adjustments just to make this *vent AU* less relatable to me.#so... not worth it. im keeping the french in ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#arsenic #omori #rant #jesus how many tags is that.#im sorry i Cannot shut up about them

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acrazybayernfan · 8 months

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Mullendowski 👀

As we say in French, "choses promises, choses dues" (things promised, things due). So here we go :

What hapenned in 2016/2017 ?

This season has always fascinated me and intrigued me in a particular way, because it is the season which marked the end of Thomas as a goal scorer and the beginning of Thomas as a goal provider, which means the end of them as a duo of strikers and the beginning of them as a striker and his “assist man” duo.

Thomas - in an interview at the end of the 2015/16 season- when asked if Lewy and him were a duo has answered that: “You always take the two who’ve scored the more goals, that’s the duo. If Philipp Lahm were to have the second most goals, then Lewy and Philipp Lahm would be the strike duo.” For me this means that, so far, they were playing along side each other but not together, they were helping each other but they were not codependent of each other like they will be in the future. And this is, in a certain way, confirmed by the heat maps of both during this season, in which they’re standing rather far from each other. Thomas being mainly on the right side and Robert both in the surface and lower in the midfield.

So, what changed the next season? First of all, something happened to Thomas between May and August 2016. What? I don’t know (apart from the euros, and the missed penalty against Atletico, which could have been two major mental blows for him, maybe) and I think that we will never know unless if he speaks about it. Or perhaps that nothing happened and that somehow this evolution was natural. But, no matter what is the cause, the fact is that Thomas almost stopped scoring goals since that time. He was trying but it wasn’t working (with an average of 2,3 attempts per game which is lower than the 3 attempts per match of 2015/16 but higher than the 1,4 of 2020/21 and exactly similar to the 2013/14 season). Interestingly this didn’t affect is position on the pitch very much.

But Thomas isn’t the only one who changed, Robert did too. His position on the pitch was lower, with almost no presence of him in the box, his heat maps almost matching the ones of a midfielder. And he suffered from a lack of efficiency during this first part of the season too (with five consecutive games without scoring). Was it an order from Carlo? Was it just the only way for him to get the ball? I don’t know.

The first assist from Thomas to Robert in the Bundesliga happened in a game against Hamburg in Febuary 2014, and I consider this game as the beginning of their collaboration. Two years later, in Febuary 2017, in a game against Hamburg, we saw the beginning of their renaissance and their new form of partnership. Robert scored three goals, Thomas delivered three assists, Bayern won 8-0. But most importantly Robert is back into the box and Thomas left his right wing to play closer to him.

This worked during four games, then Thomas injured himself, then Lewy injured himself too. This new way of things had one last moment of glory against Wolfburg and then the elimination against the Real Madrid gave an anticipated end to this season.

In this complicated season, the main point is that Robert was the answer to Thomas and the other way around.

Thanks to Robert, Thomas has fond a new goal for his career, a new purpose and a new way of playing. Instead of using the spaces created by the others, he started to create space for them, instead of running into the spots were there was space, he started to pass the ball toward those places, instead of scoring goals he dedicated himself to making Robert score (or someone else but mainly him).

Thanks to Thomas, Robert was able to return to his role of striker, he was able to get the ball without having to look for it at the other end of the pitch, and he was also able to be a lot more implicated in the game, and to touch the ball a lot more. In one word he was able to play again.

Perhaps that before this season, each of them was a more complete player individually, able to do more various things, but they were two, both of them of bit of this and a bit of that whether from now they will be everything to the condition that they’re together, forming, by their association, one complete and perfect entity. Robert was here to score the goals Thomas couldn’t score anymore, and Thomas was here to make sure that Robert would never be isolated and helpless anymore.

#thank you so much for the ask dear anon #in fact this doesn't explain anything but... it's a try and to be honest I'm too stupid to find a real explanation #sorry for this long answer #in fact you don't have to read this #but I enjoyed thinking about this and writing this a lot #<333 #thomas müller #robert lewandowski #müllendowski #fc bayern #long post #ask

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bumblingbabooshka · 8 months

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Something something the Janeway/Chakotay/Tuvok dynamic when it comes to religion, mysticism, spirituality and science.

#'something something' bc Chakotay's spirituality is exclusively filtered through a bunch of white people + a fraud*#so I'm more talking about in general. It's just interesting to me that Tuvok is shown to be so very into Vulcan mysticism/philosophy #Whereas Janeway is shown to be very staunchly on the boat of 'everything has a scientific explanation'#Sorry was thinking about Tuvok's line in 'Innocence' where he says: 'I believe there's more in each of us than science has yet explained'#*& I'm not native american & I don't know anything about any real world religions #there's something there with those three......#Not to mention Janeway's God complex /lighthearted #something...........about devotion maybe??#but more about how Chakotay & Tuvok are shown to be very devoted to their belief systems and how #in a better version of Voyager I wish they could have bonded or at least talked about it #I think it would have been interesting (in a better show)#However- I'm glad they didn't do this in canon bc of the first point I brought up.#But OH especially as an anthropologist? I feel like Chakotay would be very interested #SNRKAHAHAHA OH M Y GOD #I just looked up 'anthropologist' and when it said 'human societies' I was like 'oh so no other aliens? hm...' BITCH. GET A GRIP!!! HEHEH #PLUS they both rejected their own cultures in their youths then became...god what's the word???#They rejected their cultures then went back to them and accepted them fully and found strength in that coming-home

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omarfor-orchestra · 5 months

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Noticed another thing about classically trained domenicocuomo

#no actually it's something my teacher said #not about him of coure #she was talking about herself #(because i said those mindfulness exercises don't do shit to me cause I'm way too rational so no I can't feel the difference between my #feet touching the ground and the ground touching my feet)#she said she used to touch and feel only with her fingertips #and when she noticed she tried to switch with her palms #and she found out her palms are really sensitive #he always does that #and i might have a blorbo explanation for it but actually i think it's just him #you know the bad parti in this is that now if i think someone or something is good i have to justify it #I can't just go watch a movie or a show and say 'i really liked it'#because I'm not supposed to like everything #but i do #unfortunately #sorry i don't enjoy my life so at least i wanna enjoy fictional characters and can't concentrate enough on other aspects #do you still think I'm hot?

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there-will-be-a-way · 11 months

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Logically I know... In the state I am rn... I should admit myself to a psych ward. But I would worry my friends and family.

The last few weeks made me realize I live more for others than I do for myself. My family told me I'm self centered but with every decision I make, I put their feelings first. I can't do this anymore. My social worker told me we could get me out of here anytime. Even if it meant staying at a shelter for homeless people. But what about my belongings? My parents would be in so much pain.

But today something clicked in me. That we live in different worlds. They don't understand me - and it's not about blame, it's about different life experiences. Which doesn't matter in the end. I want to be with people who get me. People with a different kind of life. Like my friends.

They can't understand. Unless they wind up in a similar situation than mine, they'll never understand.

For most of my life, even during my hardships, I had a plan. I knew where I wanted to go. I had a plan. Now I don't. I just genuinely don't know what to do. I don't. I feel truly and utterly helpless - and more sorry than I could ever put into words. So much guilt.

If yesterday, my acquaintance wouldn't have driven me home, I wouldn't have gotten here. I wouldn't have made it.

I can't care for myself at the moment. So humiliating. Such a shame. So much helplessness.

But I will end up figuring it out. Even if that means asking for more help than I deserve.

#personal posts #vent posts #tw #tw addiction #tw helplessness #tomorrow I have the appointment at the place for victims of violence #but I already know that I'll probably suffer from withdrawal symptoms so much #that I'll own my social worker an explanation #but I'm so scared of being taken to a hospital or something #I don't want to bother anyone #don't want to waste anyone's time or waste recourses that'd better be spent on someone else #I hate my self pity #more than anything else #whish I could just be normal #I'm sorry #and even more sorry for wanting my thoughts to get heard #rip #it's 2 am

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hi ari i do have a question - how do u imagine the giratina wings would work .. like would they be solid .. trying to imagine lunadri cuddling with the wings in the way

Hello friend!!! Thank you very much for this question ^-^ (I apologise for how long my answer ended up becoming ;w;)

To answer your questions/comments succinctly:

The wings work a bit weirdly because they're to do with the original Giratina, which I'm saying was Reborn-Shiny because so is the Arceus (I think). ..Don't ask me how she got tied up with it in the first place.

They are more spectral than properly solid, but you can still feel them (putting your hand through them will make it feel numb though, and it also feels weird to Adriana, so perhaps don't do that). They look more solid when she's in a New World.

We can work around them! It basically just means Luna can't hug Adriana from behind without needing to take them into account, but.. everything else is theoretically on the table. So, I like to think that works out ^-^

Okay, now for my actual initial very long-winded response to this.

Hmm.. I will admit that I hadn’t considered this. I think it would make sense if Adriana’s wings were at least somewhat non-solid, in that, like.. most things can pass through them, but with some resistance, to the point that you can probably push something through them quite easily, but if you just sort of threw something at them then it would probably just lose too much momentum and fall. Adriana will feel it if something goes into or through her wings, though (at least after they become fully apparent, which happens after the Giratina quest in postgame. Specifically:

Only Anna is able to see Adriana's wings to begin with, similarly to the other traits she perceives others as having (like Taka's own wings or Cain's pitch-black eyes), and Adriana cannot see or sense them whatsoever. However, Anna never properly specifies what they actually look like, just insists that she has them.

After becoming void-kissed (so, after the Glass Workstation), Adri starts very vaguely being able to sense her wings occasionally, and they also start sometimes appearing in glimpses in her shadow. Other than that, no-one else can see or sense them, though Luna definitely does her best to accommodate them from here on out, regardless. It still isn't clear what type of wings they are. (Note that it's after becoming void-kissed that Adriana starts being able to perceive others as Anna does, so this means that this occurs with the exception of herself.)

Whenever she is confronting Umbral Trainers or Anomalies, Adriana becomes more aware of the presence of her wings, but is generally too caught up with what is going on in the moment to properly dwell on it like she wants to - and most New World areas are so shadowy that she can't really tell if they're constantly there in her shadow or not.

The moment her wings finally become visible and tangible to everyone is the same moment in which Anna starts mistaking her for a doll of Lin's - after she catches the original, Reborn-Shiny, Giratina that Zina sealed beneath Byxbysion. A comparison of this false perception versus the new truth is given below:

From this point onwards (which.. admittedly isn't that much more of the story, but still), Adriana's wings are spectral in the normal world, but fully-formed and solid whenever she's in a New World space. This is going to be my explanation for why they appeared solid during those old grand finale renders I made ages ago, but fade out on her other sprites and renders.)

It’s probably quite a strange sensation, both to Adriana and to someone else if they stuck their hand through them; I quite like the idea of anything that goes into or through the wings feeling very numb, rather than necessarily hurting or anything. They feel more solid, and the sensation is more intense, as you move closer to the part of her back where they look like they emanate from. I like to think the wings are solid enough (to Adriana at least) that she tries to take them into account when moving around, but also intangible enough that nothing can really affect them, necessarily - so, like, you couldn't grab them and use them to pull her towards you or anything, and she would also be able to put her back against a wall without too much issue (it might just feel odd to her). They also don't interfere with her clothing, thankfully. Such are the conveniences of spectral energy.

So, with all that said.. I do think that Adri’s wings would need to be taken into account to at least some extent when cuddling with Luna. However, it is not as much of a big consideration as it could be, simply because the two of us are already used to considering things when we cuddle, like making sure we don’t scrunch up our skirts for example. Adriana can also curl her wings fairly freely after they become fully apparent, so that helps, and they aren't that big to begin with (smaller than the ones Anna sees Taka as having, certainly), so that also helps. For example, I like to think that she would be able to lift them both so that Luna is underneath them, if we were both on our sides ^-^

Sorry for going on such a tangent there, oops ;w; I hope that this is still alright as an answer for you, friend! Thank you so much again for sending this in, it really means a lot~

#I think it could alternatively be interesting if the wings were only present when adriana’s pokémon are present or something #like how some pokémon (marshadow/xerneas/etc.) have in-battle and out-of-battle formes that are cosmetically different #as that would be a decent explanation for why they aren't on her overworld sprites but are on her VS and trainer sprites =P #plus I think it would be fun to sort of.. see her out in town somewhere and not think she seems like too overpowered of a trainer #and then you make it through charous hall. and the champion's busy. so you get to face the shadow champion. don't worry it still counts #and all of a sudden as the battle begins she gains a presence you would expect from a powerful champion but had yet to sense from *her*-#and you suddenly spot these spectral *legendary* wings behind her. which.. were always there? surely? yet only *now* do you *see* them #that sort of vibe perhaps~ where it's not really clear whether or not they *are* there all the time or not #anyway sorry that was a tangent #heart of the void #selfshipping #love: dark dreamer (luna)#..vaguely #selfship: void‑kissed (luna/adriana)#and most prominently (because I *keep finding things to say about her apparently*)#self‑insert: soul‑touched (adriana)#of a city reborn (pokémon reborn)#out of the inbox #selfship asks #clara tag!#info posts #i tried to work on this about four separate times today #but because i had such bad signal it just kept deleting the progress i made #so.. now that i'm back home it can hopefully sort itself out

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