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kindaorangey · 7 months
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truly cannot explain the connection i have to the 1975's music. yes some of it is nostalgia but i genuinely do not have any other artist that has interested and confused and irritated and saddened and endeared me so much all at the same time and i do mean that about the music itself rather than about the band members. i've spent so much of my life listening to them and they cover so much ground while also having so much terrible samey shit that i wind up loving anyway. i'm so done with matty healy but i will not be able to let go of this music without giving it a proper sendoff, y'know.
#thunder rambles#n its not even the thing people have with like mcr or tøp where the music gave me something to hold onto through a rough time#ive just loved it in so many different ways and for reasons that have changed over the years like.#i know i sound like i drank the kool aid. im working on it#edit: i have some more soppy sincere things to say about why i love their music so much#it's for the same reason i don't think i'll ever love someone exactly the way i loved the friend i had in year 8#to love someone just because they're there at a point of naievete in your life#i got into the 1975 because my toxic best friend whom i had a crush on said i had to like them#and also because their first two albums are sooooo geared towards 14 y/os in terms of sound#but then abiior came out. and i didnt like the singles. and then i came back to it and i fell in love with it.#it's just so weird to simultaneously love something for nostalgic reasons and from just appreciating good art#like its all shitty nostalgia bait. but it's also genius in its conception. but also not all the concepts work in execution. but also the#raw unpolished shittiness of those things are compelling in their own way.#basically basically. i cant get over the way their music grew up with me. and also im a sucker for any art that has something to say#about the digital age#i sort of love their music like i love my siblings lol. like i have always loved my siblings even when my relationship to them is miserable.#i grew up and around you i cant exactly extract you from who i am
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soulprompts · 7 months
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THE ART OF TIME SLIPPING. ( A PROMPT LIST! )
an absolute genius of a nonnie requested these, and i had a weekend off, and i wanted to write these because, i mean. time travel is a tasty concept on its own, but ACCIDENTAL time travel???? exceptional! anyway, my beloved nonnie, i truly hope that these are what you were looking for! and i hope everyone else enjoys them too! as always: DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST OF PROMPTS! and do not claim them as your own!
FROM THE ACCIDENTAL TIME TRAVELLER:
“ look, i get it. I do. you have no reason to believe what i’m saying. but i promise you: i’m from the future. “
“ how many times do i need to tell you?! i’m not even born yet! you won’t see my birth records for months/years/centuries yet! “
“ wait… hold on a second, what year is it? “
“ you don’t even have the first idea what this feels like. i just found out that i somehow missed the last [INSERT TIME SPAN HERE] of my life, and in the blink of an eye. “
“ listen, this is going to sound mad, but… you’re my mother/father/parent [OR OTHER RELATIVE]. i can’t prove it, but you are. It’s the truth. i swear. “
“ i don’t understand how i came to your time. but i do know i need to get back to my one. “
“ i seriously wish you’d all stop asking me these questions! i don’t know how i got here! i just… slipped! it just happened! “
“ it’s so weird. all this stuff that’s going to happen between now and my time… i don’t even know if i should tell you about it. “
“ all the times i wanted to be alone, or i wanted to just be somewhere that nobody knew me… this isn’t what i wanted. “
“ i just want to go back to my own timeline. okay? I didn’t want any of this to happen. i never meant… this is so messed up. “
“ wait, you believe me?! i just told you a completely wild story about being from another time, and you just… trust that i’m being honest?! “
“ the wildest thing is, i didn’t do anything to get here. you know? i didn’t drive super fast, i didn’t turn a hot tub into a time machine. i just… i was home, then i was here. “
“ i guess there’s a risk it could happen to other people in my timeline, but i’m more concerned about me right now. “
" if i don't go back... there's no knowing what could happen. and if there's the slightest risk that you might stop existing if i choose to stay, then i don't wanna stay. your world needs you. okay? "
" hey. no matter what happens now, i want you to know that i'll never forget you. you believed me and my unbelievable story about time travel. that's not something that gets forgotten easily. "
TO THE ACCIDENTAL TIME TRAVELLER:
“ prove it. prove that you’re from a different time. then i might think about believing you. “
“ …sure… you’re from the future, yeah? okay pal, i believe you. so tell me, when was the last time you slept? “
“ this is some kind of dumb prank, isn’t it? wow. well done, well played, you nearly had me. jeez, time travel… that’s just next level insanity right there… “
“ i don’t know why, but… i think i’m going to believe you. it doesn’t make a single bit of sense, but fine. you’re from the future/past. “
“ how did you end up here? or should i say… now? “
“ haven’t you seen a single time travel movie? if you stay in this time, that could mess up the entire world! “
“ i… imagine this must be very weird for you. right? or is that the dumbest understatement of the millennium? “
“ if you’re from the past, then that means we should probably keep you away from the history books. it feels like a solid rule not to spoil your future for you. “
“ look, i can’t watch all those cheesy sci-fi flicks and then ignore the possibility that people can travel through time. “
“ no. no, i don’t believe you. i don’t believe a word of what you just said. but i figure i have nothing better to do, and i kinda wanna see where you’re going with this crazy story, so… let’s go out on a limb and say you’re telling me the truth. “
“ hey, i’m asking the questions here! you don’t get to just zap into my back yard and then assume you get to ask all these questions! who are you, and how did you get here?! “
“ did you live here before? or… like, in the future, i mean? “
“ the way i see it, there’s a lot of far easier lies to believe before you could ever expect anyone to swallow the whole time travel schtick. which probably means you’re telling the truth. “
" look. you wanna get back to your own timeline, right? that means we need to replicate everything that happened the exact second you showed up here. so let's go. "
" this is completely absurd! how did you end up here?! science? magic? how! this completely destroys any and all theories of quantum physics! you just... blinked into the past/future! it's just not possible! "
" from what you're telling me, it sounds like you could end up destroying the universe just by staying here too long. so let's find a way to get you back home. "
" you don't get it! if you're from the past, that means you need to stay there in order to keep this timeline safe. right? like the butterfly theory. if you're not there in the past, then you can't do your part to secure this timeline. we could stop existing if you don't go back! "
" i mean... would it really be so bad it you stayed? sure, a new timeline would exist, but... it'd be our timeline. where you and i get to stay together. that's not so bad, is it? "
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Baby Spider (SpiderMan/Woman Reader x Iron Woman Lucy Bronze x Captain América Alexia Putellas)
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Warning: Angst, Blood, Violence, Swearing
Prompt: The two most recognisable Avengers are put to the test after being sent to capture the Infamous Spiderman/Woman by Shield. How will La araña(The Spider) react to having to fight their mothers and kept their identity intact
"Last chance, Take. Off. The. Mask." You stare at the arm aimed at your head as you feel Alexa behind you, arms wrapped around you holding your arms by your side.
"For a genius, you sure don't understand the concept of a secret identity do ya dumb dumb." Lucy's eye twitched and the visor slammed down. Your spidey sense went off and shot two webs behind Lucy as you threw your head back hitting Alexia nose. You managed to pull yourself to your back narrowly dodging the beam Lucy shot that found its way hitting Alexia's chest as you used the webs to pull yourself towards Lucy's legs taken her out and fallen down.
You looked back at the duo who were getting up, you had to run. You managed to catch a vent before they recovered and hid in it. The duo didn't see where you went and started to wonder.
"Little Shit" Lucy said with annoyance "Language Bronze" Alexia said warningly. Lucy smirked "I thought you liked it when i swear Captain" Alexia cheeks grew red as she turned to pick up her shield. You shivered at the line as you began to crawl away.
"Keira scan the area for La araña" Lucy said out loud looking around "Yes Ma'am" Lucy's AI responded
You crawled through the vent, hoping to find a way out into the streets of Barcelona to make a quick escape "Damn fans" You say as you webbed up a fan to stop it moving so you can crawl through. You hear you coms go off in your ear and accepted the call
"Yellow?" You replied in a hushed tone "Y/N!! ARE YOU OK!!!" you chuckle at your best friend "Yeah Ale, Just having a interesting day out with the fam" You jokingly say "You telling me, Its all over the news! IronWoman and Captain Putellas seen chasing Vigilante La araña" You take in the news as you crawled, You wondered if Shield sent any other Avengers after you. You knew most of them were away doing their own thing. You knew Leah off doing stuff in Asgard, Mapi Leon and Kerr were doing spy stuff somewhere. You knew Millie was somewhere in Barcalona and prayed you didn't have to have a fight with the Hulk. "How are you holding up? I mean your Mums havent tried to hurt you right" You grimaced as you heard Alessia's voice turn to more concern" Wellllll" You said to which Russio replied "Oh No" "We fought and i think i may have broken my mum's nose" You said nonchalantly as you webbed up another fan. "YOU WHAT!" she said
*Crash*
You gasp in pain as you felt your right side burn. you Look down and saw your side cut up bad from a energy blast that must of came from your mother's pulse hand. You didn't sense it as Alessia's shout threw you off. You continued to crawl away fighting threw the pain as you couldn't respond to Ale calling your name. You hung up as you saw a opening to the roof. You punched the vent cover off and crawled out of the tight space. As soon as you did you webbed up your side and began to control your breathing. You want to web away but it seems your Mothers knew your plan as you looked at your Mother Alexia, Shield in hand and Your Mother Lucy hovering behind her.
"Stand down Araña" Alexia said in a tone that they didn't want this to go further. "I'm sorry bu-"
*Spidey Sense*
You flipped out of the way of the blast "BRONZE!" Alexia shouted to no avail as Lucy charged you and you readied for the attack. You still couldn't believe the day that was happening.
So you must be wondering, How did you end up fighting your mothers on hand to hand combat happened
That Morning Well the day started off normal. You woke up, checked crime updates and made your way to breakfast. You walked down the hallway of the Avengers tower looking at the rooms of other Avengers as you did before walking into the kitchen. As you were making the food. Your Mother would walk into the massive kitchen wearing her signature shirt with suit jacket combo
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"How is my young Protégé doing" She said ruffling your hair, Before planting a kiss on your cheek and stilling one of the bacon strips of the plate.
Oh yes one of your mothers was the one and only. Well as she would say 'Genius, Millionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist' Lucy Bronze Owner of Bronze Industries and one of the founding members of the Avengers. To say she was a cool mother was a UNDERSTATMENT. She was the cool mum, The one who would buy you outfits and take you to science fairs, Football games and parks. If there was anything you picked up from her it was that she improved your pick up game, made you smart in multiple areas, to keep going and how to read people.
"Doing well master" You responded sarcastically to your mother. She snorted "Master? Bronze's don't have masters. sure you are a Bronze?" She said smirking as she pulled a hologram from her phone, analysing new tech as she sipped her coffee. "Nah i am more of a Grealish"
*Choke on coffee*
You turn to see your mother coughing on bits of coffee after you made reference to Jack Grealish or to most people 'Gambit' of the X-Men. Someone your mother wanted to shoot due to the many times he had flirted with you at gatherings. You started to laugh at her reaction as she gave you her 'Mum look'
"Your grounded" You jaw hanged open
"But i-"
"Who's grounded?"
You turn to the voice of your other Mother walked with curiosity on her face, looking between you and Lucy. readjusting her jacket as she did
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"Your child being a menace" Lucy said to her Wife as she sipped from her. Alexia looked at you arms crossed. "Your wife is being immature"
"OI" Lucy responded to you as Alexia sighed.
Yep your other Mother was Captain Putellas. War hero, Leader of the Avengers and The Woman Out Of Time. Unlike Bronze though she was very old school. Telling you stories of how the world used to be, taking you to a Broadway show. Teaching you have to be a Gentleman/Lady....only for Bronze to ruin her teachings.
She shook her head "Y/N stay away from that drunk. Bronze grow up" You rolled your eyes and sat next to your Lucy
"When is it considered 'grown up'? 30? 50? 100? Your the expert babe". Lucy said crossing her arms leaning back, You chuckled and copied the action. Alexia shook her head as sat down "For you two, I think never" She said opening the newspaper. Lucy looked at you as she stuck her tongue out quietly laughing, you doing the same
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"What are you working on" You said with curiosity. Looking at the blueprints. Lucy smirked. "Well Fury believes that the Spider hero..Human spider?, Spidey, Spider Chav?"
"La araña" You said trying to not look offended "Yeah that one, Fury believes they may or may not be a threat so we have to put in charge of being them in to Fury. Trying to make a counter agent for their webbing, Managed to stea;-" Alexia raised an eyebrow "I mean borrow and sample some from Shield evidence locker" She gestured to Herself and Alexia have been told to collect this Araña" Your heart started to beat loud, your stomach tighten and you felt anxiety creep in. Fury and Shield are after you?!?!? not only that but your mothers have to track you down??? You started to think about what would happen if they found out your identity. They would go ballistic. Alexia would be so dissapointed in you, Lucy would be furiously mad. They would ground you, They would take away your suit, What will they do the Russo they would make you stop helping innocents. Hell they might even put you in ice and be frozen for years as punishment
"But La araña is helping people, We seen it on tv and everything" You said defending La araña
Alexia put down her paper, "We're not saying La araña is a villain Y/N, but we need to be cautious. That's our job." She said like a true soldier. Unlike Lucy who wanted to capture La araña for other reasons. You nodded, still playing the concerned civilian. "I get that, but what if La araña is just trying to do what the Avengers do? You know, save people and stop the bad guys. Maybe they're just doing it on a smaller scale. You know like a Friendly Neighborhood Hero"
Lucy crossed her arms, a sceptical look on her face. "We're not against helping people, you know that. But we also need to make sure they're not causing more harm than good. Vigilantes can be unpredictable." She said trying to find the right wording
You bit your lip, trying to choose your words carefully. "I mean, sure, their identity might not be known or apart of the X-Men or Avengers, but that doesn't mean they're not making a difference." Alexia sighed as she reached over to you and held your hands, looking at you with a mix of worry and determination. "Y/N, we're just doing our job. If we're going after La araña, it's because we need to assess the situation and ensure everyone's safety. You understand that, right?. We don't know this person or their mental state. They are doing good now yes, But what happens when they wake up on the wrong side of the bed and hurt people. What stops them from becoming a threat. Do you understand?"
You nodded again, feigning acceptance. "Yeah, I get it. It's just... I've seen Spiderman/Woman in action and it seems like they're really making a positive impact. I'd hate for them to be misunderstood or stopped from helping others." Lucy softened her expression, reaching over to ruffle your hair. "We know you have a big heart, kiddo. But sometimes we have to make tough calls. It's part of being an adult and a hero." She said before leaving the room. Tough Calls. Yeah you made your fair share already as La araña.
*Phone Vibration*
You pull your phone out if your pocket to see La araña app alert. Some one reported a robbery was taking place near Plaça de Catalunya. Alessia also dropped a message saying she ready in her chair, She really has taken up the mantle of 'Girl in the chair'
"I gotta go" Alexia looked up frowning "Where?" Lucy looked at you also "Alessia needs help with her homework. We making a model of Big Ben for school and you know how clumsy she is" Lucy shuddered remembering when Alessia tripped one day over Kerr's bow and landed on Mapi's taser which ended up tazing Lucy on the ass
"Ok bye" you hurried out of the room and entered the elevator and the door closed "Aw shit, Keira stop and open the door please" "Of course Y/N" The AI replied and you rushed to Lucy, who was waiting there and pecked her cheek "There it is" She said before taking a sip of her coffee, you ran to alexia who was reading her paper and pecked her cheek which made her smile "Love you mums" You said before speeding out
"Young love" Lucy sighed out watching the door close, referencing you and Russo's friendship. Peeking Alexia interest "Yeah should keep an eye on him". "Oh, come on, Alexia. They're just friends. Besides, Y/N is still a kid." Alexia turned to Lucy with a really look "They have picked up your flirty behaviour and from what i read, when you were there age you got around quite a lot Bronze" She said with a accusing face.
Lucy couldn't help but let out a laugh, shaking her head at Alexia's teasing. "Alright, Alexia, let's not exaggerate. I was just a charmer in my younger days." Lucy shrugged before finishing her coffee. "Before you know it we have grandchildren" Lucy's eyes widened as she sputtered on her coffee, coughing as she tried to compose herself. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, shooting Alexia an flabbergasted look.
"Grandchildren!? Ale, you're getting way ahead of yourself!" Lucy exclaimed, still recovering from her unexpected coughing fit. Alexia, unfazed by Lucy's reaction, smirked and shrugged. "Hey, you never know. Time flies and then we suddenly end up with little ones running around the tower."
Lucy chuckled after recovering from her coughing, shaking her head. "Let's focus on surviving Y/N's teenage years first before we start worrying about grandchildren." Lucy said. Alexia winked at Lucy, teasingly adding, "You never know, Bronze. Teenagers grow up faster than you think."
Swinging through the city, You reached the location of the robbery. Russo's voice came through the earpiece, providing details about the situation. "Y/N, we've got a group of armed robbers at the Royal Bank on Maple Street. They've taken hostages and it looks like they're trying to crack the vault."
"Got it, Les," You responded, Landing on a side of a building opposite the Royal Bank. As you approached, you saw the chaos unfolding ,Police cars surrounded the area and people were being held hostage by the armed robbers inside. "Les, can you get into the security feed?" You asked approached the rooftop. You assessed the situation from a nearby rooftop. Russo's voice guided you through the details of the robbery. You knew you had to rely on agility, strategy and You spectacularness
The bank had a main entrance and a side entrance and the hostages were clustered near the vault. You observed the robbers through the security camera feed Les showed you, formulating a plan on the fly. Silently descending from the rooftop, You positioned yourself near the side entrance, hidden in the shadows. The first step was to deal with the armed robbers without alerting them to your presence.
You shot a web line to the ceiling and swung down, using the momentum to deliver a swift kick to one of the robbers sending them crashing into another robber. The element of surprise worked in you favour as the rest of the robbers stumbled backward, disoriented. "Someone's late for their bank appointment. Lucky for you, I accept walk-ins." You said out loud
Seizing the opportunity, You quickly webbed up the disarmed robbers to the wall, rendering them incapacitated. The other robbers turned their attention toward the commotion, giving You a split second to swing to the opposite side of the room. "Hope you guys have good insurance! This is gonna leave a dent in the retirement plan" You joked, The robber know starting to panic that it was La araña they were up against but they weren't ready for you to swing around the piller and took the pair out, One with a dropkick to the chest, flipping off the man landing a kick on the other one. You webbed them up and turned to the hostages "Go you will be ok, the way to the entrance is clear" They would run past you saying thank you.
*Spidey sense*
You tilted your head to the side and a buller zoomed past your head, within a millisecond you shot a web to the robber who tired to pull the gun away with no luck. "Didn't your mom ever tell you not to play with guns?" You quipped, as you pulled with force sending the man flying towards you and delivering a swift kick before webbing up the bewildered criminal.
One robber decided to shoot like a manic but you flawlessy flipped out of the way until she emptied his mag. She swore under her breath shaking as she tried to reload, When she finally managed you aim but you werent there. It wasnt until a web from above shot down onto the gun that she regretted everything, you pulled up making the weapon hit her in the face, knocking her out. You dropped down and webbed her up before hearing someone. you turned around and caught a man stopping in his tracks as you locked eyes. he had his weapon pointed to the floor, scared and sweaty. You would take petty but you had a job to do. Waiting for him to make a move you, you decided to have some fun. You stanced up, hands by your hips "Make a move. Punk" You did your best Clint Eastwood cowboy impression.
You were calm
They were a shaken mess
you waited
The gun they were holding was rattling with sounds because of the thug shaking
They then raised the weapon before they could even aim you shot a web grenade straight to the forward fore head making them fall to the ground, seconds later the grenade set off webbing the man off. You blew your your fake gun hands and holstered the fake guns. "Too slow kid" You joked as you looked around at the robber who were groaning in pain.
"You know, this would be a lot easier if you guys just stuck to white-collar crime. Less cardio for me!" You teased, Before hearing the police make their into the building. As the police approached, You swung away from the bank, leaving the webbed up robbers for the authorities to deal with. The day continued and the city remained under the watchful eyes of its web-slinging protector.
Until
*Spidey sense*
You looked up and saw an object cutting off your web sending you falling only to then be tackled mid air by a heavy force sending you through a building. You landed with a thud as you hit the hard floor. You sighed in pain. What the hell, whatever hit me felt like someone hurled a trunk at you. "What in the-"
*Clanky Thud*
You looked up "Uh Oh"
"La araña" The Ironwoman said in a nonchalant voice
As you groaned on the floor, Ironwoman looming over you, you couldn't help but mutter, "Note to self: watch out for flying objects when web-swinging." As you looked at your Mother in her Red and Gold suit, Hoping they haven't figured out that their child was La araña
She crossed her arms, unamused. "Cut the sass, Araña. We have questions and Shield is waiting." You struggled to stand, rubbing your sore back. "Questions? How about we save them for the next Avengers game night? Monopoly, anyone?" You quipped trying to figure out what to do. You put up a good front but was scared shitless. Your Mother, responded with a dry tone, "Monopoly? I've seen Shield briefings more thrilling than that game, kid."
You winced as you straightened up, still feeling the pain from the impact. "Well, Miss Bronze, you haven't experienced the true chaos of Monopoly until you've played it with a bunch of superheroes. Trust me, it's a whole different level." You weren't lying not only have you played it with the avengers but the X-Men were WORSE. Professor Wiegman straight up banned the word Monopoly at the school.
"Araña." Another voice. Alexia. Your other mother had arrived. You clocked on, that was what cut your web when you were swinging "This doesn't need to get messy, Shield have given you many chances to come forth and willingly register. Do the right thing kid" No you couldn't let them find out. You had to protect yourself, Not just for yourself, but for yourself, Russo and those who count on La araña
*Present time, Back to the rooftop*
It felt like an eternity as you fought your mothers
As you caught one of Lucy's mini missile with your web and threw it at Alexia who managed to block with her Shield but was knocked off her feet with you swiping the back of her legs. Your Spidey sense went off as you flipped in the air, effortlessly dodging Lucy's charge as you two webs to her back and pulled in efforts of throwing her to the wall but a substance shot of her suit dissolving your webs, making you fall back. Shit the counter agent she was making earlier, You forgot. You felt a massive striking pain in you lower back, Making you gasp in shock as you helpless watched a raging Lucy flying at you and catching you with a Haymaker, Tearing half your mask in shreds and within seconds you felt Alexia wrap hers arm around your waist pulling you over her and slamming you onto your head making you see a flash of white. You rolled onto your belly and laid there. You definitely broken a lot of things. You winced struggling to breathe. You heard ringing in your ears with your com link to Russo clearly broken as it buzzed. You heard steps walking towards you hearing muffled voices of your mothers. You manged to open your eyes to see Alexia limping towards you as Lucy walked alongside her. You felt shame, Even though you had to protect yourself, In doing so you physically hurt your Mothers. You felt heartbreak even though they didn't know it was you, You Mothers hurt you.
Talk about a fucked up situation
You felt a foot on your arm, Lucy placed it there ready to push you over to your back. Your mask was ripped as soon as you turn, They will see who you are, Fear filled in but you were too weak to fight or couldn't move. When Alexia hit your back with her shield, You gave you pain like now other.
Lucy who had her mask off and Alexia who removed hers stood above you as you were pushed over revealing your brushed up face, covered in blood. Through the blurry vision, You saw your mothers reaction
Alexia's eyes widen as she dropped to her knees in an instant cupping your face "Mi bebé" You felt her pull of your mask and she briefly looked away after seeing the rest of the damage she and Lucy caused but collected herself and looked into your eyes with a panic expression
Lucy face turned to a horrified look. She starred at you, examine your face. Her babyboy/Girl was laying in front of her like a wounded deer in the middle of the road. The one thing she wanted to protect more then ever was you and now you lay there.....because of her
"BRONZE! LUCY! LUCIA!" Lucy snapped herself out of it as she looked to her partner, who was distraught. The sight broke Lucy, seeing her like this holding you. Lucy leaned down, Her nano tech removing allowing her to hold Alexia and your cheek and pecked your forehead before resting her head to yours. She didn't care about you being La araña right now. She had to prioritise you.
"Lucia we have to take to a medical facility. They need medical attention" Lucy looked at her partner, agreeing but even though show would take them to Shield medical. Lucy won't let any of them come near you "Your right love, I will contact Bright to get the room ready" Alexia looked confused with her tear stained face "Why the tower? Why-" The look Lucy gave, Gave Alexia the answers. If Shield were to find out you were La araña it would complicate things plus they weren't fully sure what Fury's intentions were. They always say one thing and but hiding another.
Alexia's grip tighten as she felt Lucy pull you. "Ale we need to get them to Bright as soon as possible. I am the quickest option" Ale looked at your broken frame before closing her eyes. Lucy was right, Lucy was the quickest option and they had to think about you. She moved you into Lucy's arms trying to fight back the break down that was coming. As soon as you were in Lucy's arms she stood up ignoring the anxious and scared feeling in her stomach. "Keira full thrust" She suited up and flew off the roof and headed to the tower. Alexia sat there looking at her bloody hands before looking at the shield. She literally had her own Son/Daughters blood on her hands.
"Keira, Call Bright"
"Of course ma'am"
Lucy tried her best to be calm. She kept glancing at you. Your innocent, beautiful face now bruised and covered with blood.
"Lu? Whats up" She heard Millie's voice through the communicator "Millie tell me you are at the tower" Millie frowned before adjusting her glasses "Yeah I'm in the lab" Slight relief came to Lucy "Get the medical room ready now" Millie frowned before standing up and head to the medical room "Ok. Whats happened Lucy" Lucy heavily sighed as she saw the tower in the far distance. She looked at your dazed eyes
"Its Y/N" Millie felt her heart drop. She grew closed to you since meeting you. She and Lucy may of been the science bros but You were her little apprentice whenever you were in the lab. Her breathing quickened "I get the room ready as soon as i can" She hanged up before running to the room. She started to wonder what happened to you. What hurt you, Who hurt you. Then she heard its voice in her head
"WHO HURT HULKS FRIEND" Millie battled the anger in her. She couldn't Hulk out in such a time. The colour green that was visible in her eyes now vanished as she continued to the room.
"Please be ok" Lucy said as she fought back the tears
"What have i done" Alexia on her knees said as she looked at her bloody hands. Her child blood
The End
This is something new XD. This came around due to seeing a pic of Lucy giving off major stark vibes so i went with it. I hope you guys liked it and i am sorry for bad grammer and all that jazz. Have a good day :)
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gigidragonbbxxx · 20 days
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lil twist on the "movie star role"/"memoir method" for visualizing a dream life - another suggested method for the manifesting hotties
spoiler: this may help you figure out what techniques are right for you!
disclaimer: remember that these methods and techniques are just tools to get your mind saturated with thinking in your favor, stay grounded in the basics of the law and have fun with the varied tools!
I love the "movie star role" method. For those who don't know, it's a lil visualization technique where manifesting baddies act as if they're preparing to play the role of X. So if you want to be your SP's girlfriend, they "prep" for the role by living in the end state of already being SP's girlfriend. This includes embodying the attitude, saying affirmations like "I love being in a committed relationship" or "SP changed soooo much to gain my trust. We're so happy now!". Some baddies take a step further and apply it to their self-concept (this is genius btw) and begin saying affirmations like "I'm so beautiful and unforgettable, it is really not that surprising he came back begging for me. Giving him a chance was only fair with how much he groveled!"
Now, enter the "memoir method". This is usually a scripting technique but give Gigi a sec to explain! There are many variations of this method but it's essentially writing the reality you want to happen and putting the date in the future aka the deadline you wanna experience this by. Most encourage baddies to write in the past tense like "I'm so grateful I received enough money to cover my vacation, my bonuses keep increasing."
Now enter Gigi's lil twist on these methods - COMBINE THEM INTO WHAT I LIKE TO CALL:
The Interview Method
Imagine being interviewed by other loass baddies asking you "How did you achieve this?"
Visualize your dream self, the ultimate version of you that would warrant this type of attention and the answers that version of you would give.
Imagine an older Beyonce giving the "tell all" interview of a lifetime - THAT LEVEL OF HYPE.
Gigi's example:
I know I look glamorous and ageless. My skin is smooth and clear, my hair is long, inky black, blown out and curled. My body looks like an advertisement for hourglasses. The dress I'm wearing is flattering, accentuating my curves. I'm as sexy as I am elegant. The interviewer looks on with eagerness, practically spilling over with admiration.
"The Law of Assumption girlies wanna know Gigi, how the hell did you get results like this? Hollywood actresses would get insecure being in the same room as you! What are your methods? What's your daily routine?"
Now this is where the spoiler comes in! WHAT COMES TO MIND IMMEDIATELY? WHAT METHODS WOULD YOUR DREAM SELF LIKE?
bc guess what reader? all the answers are within you. your job is to let them out. coax them out with these exercises. feel empowered.
if your first reaction is: Idk Gigi. I don't know what methods work for me.
My answer to that is: then this technique is not for you. This method favors the baddies who are more familiar with the different modalities of manifesting. I encourage you to go and explore different things. Try them out. See which ones you like and then circle back to this and think about which ones resonated with you.
I encourage you to write it out. Script it as you visualize.
My own experience:
From this method I learned that my subconscious viewed my dream self as someone who was very disciplined and consistent. So I started to include these in my daily affirmations (I am disciplined, etc.). I realized that my dream self would let this quality seep into every facet of her life. I'm big into makeup and skincare so I thought, my dream self would probably affirm out loud or in her mind as she looked in the mirror and did her routine.
then the lil interviewer popped up in my head: "What happens on the days you don't feel well enough to do your routine?"
My mind (thinking in its favor) immediately went: that's rare that I don't have the discipline to stick to my routine so if I'm sick or in an emergency, I would just do a basic routine and play an affirmation tape.
I came to the conclusion that Dream Self would
be reliable
come across as intelligent - immediately
pride herself on good self-care
have a healthy relationship with SP
have friends who knew the law and would be encouraging
be calm and have a calm energy bc she knows everything is in her favor
be seen as a caring, beautiful, deep soul with much to give
never be taken for granted
always be spoiled by life - wealthy in finance and health
I also reversed this method: what would my Dream Self NOT do?
Dream Self wouldn't
talk badly about herself
put others down
get bothered by the 3D
surround herself with people who have limiting thoughts
be lazy
think that the worst would happen to her
This is the type of inner convo I want more loass baddies to have with themselves because it's important to be clear WITHIN yourself what you WANT.
and remember to have fun. Include questions about the silliest things like your favorite lipstick or fav playlist or opinions about dumb tv shows. One of my favorite visualizations is me telling the interviewer that I watched all of Sex and the City and that I vowed to never be a Carrie LOL.
okay, happy manifesting loass baddies!!
xx, gigi
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hyrule-in-a-pokeball · 10 months
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GANONDORF AND "CALAMITY" GANON: TWO SEPARATE BEINGS
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Calamity Ganon, as we know, was more like a primal force of nature, though it did display some level of intelligence with its ability to formulate and execute plans (Spawning the blights and unleashing them, corrupting the Guardians, etc) it wasn't exactly a big brain genius. I mean, come on, it had 10,000 years to plan, and the best it came up with, while effective, was "Uno reverse lol" And with an additional 100 years its plan became "Cyborg time!"
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And then just. "Big pig!"
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It wasn't a tactical genius. It won because Hyrule was overly reliant on the ancient Sheikah technology to the point that they were helpless against that very technology when it was turned against them.
But what the hell was Calamity ganon? Well, we see it in three, maybe four forms. Pig Cloud
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Which Creating a Champion states is a "spirit composed of malice"
Fashion disaster Ganon
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An incomplete, slapped together body made of Malice and machinery (Apparently he started building this body when he sensed Link awaken in the chamber of resurrection)
Kaiju Ganon
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A body formed of pure malice as a final "screw you though" after his cool new cyborg body was destroyed.
And the fourth body is possibly the malice itself, seeing as he seemed to be hell bent on using it to make his new bodies. It was like clumps of flesh just sort of laying around waiting to be assembled into something.
So now that we know the calamity's 3 (or 4) main forms, I want to focus on the pig cloud, because I think that is Calamity Ganon's truest form. The malice is something it created, either intentionally or as a byproduct of simply existing, and its other bodies were things made of that malice.
Now, we know that Calamity Ganon was utterly destroyed at the end of Breath of the wild. It didn't like, return to Dry Ganondorf in the depths. That thing got nuked.
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And that means that Ganondorf's consciousness was always in his dry body and not acting through the Calamity. In fact, when Rauru seals him away, he taunts Rauru and says "Thousands of years will pass in the blink of an eye" which to me says he knows he gonna be stuck in that spot for a hot minute.
The Calamity spawned from him, but it was not him. Its almost like a giant, out of control Phantom Ganon thats just sort of up there doing its best. But with Ganondorf sealed away, how did Calamity Ganon get loose? Well, it might seem odd, but I think Majora's mask (the object) can point us in the right direction
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Majora's Mask was once just a normal mask. Carved from normal wood. (actually if you look at the renders it looks more like it was carved from stone, but whatever) It wasn't alive, it didn't possess magic powers. It was just a mask. A mask used in ancient hexing rituals. Over time, the negative energies created from those hexing rituals sort of infected the mask and eventually became conscious, with the mask acting as a body. It was a Tulpa that was housed inside the mask. (A tulpa is a concept in mysticism of an object or being that is created through mental or spiritual power. To make it extremely basic: A tulpa is an imaginary friend that stops being imaginary. Actually in that sense, Phantom Ganon is basically a tulpa.)
So, Ganondorf, sealed away, conscious or not, was just seething. Pure hate for Hyrule, for Rauru the first king, and all his descendants. That hate was so pure and intense that it basically manifested as Calamity Ganon. The pig cloud. A separate entity born of Ganondorf's sheer spite and hate.
And if you need further proof that they are not the same entity, we need only look to Ganondorf's profile in Tears of the Kingdom, unlocked after completing the game.
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Ganondorf had been slowly working on his revival for 100 years INDEPENDENTLY of Calamity Ganon. Link and Zelda just pulled a "wrong place/wrong time" when they found him at the exact moment the seal finally weakened enough to break.
Man what would Ganondorf have done if he broke out of his seal like 5 or 8 years earlier, made his way to the surface, and found pig cloud ganon just up there partying?
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Chatting with friends about the new pics Patty posted today and @its-a-soft-science came up with this genius interpretation of them.
Matty's sitting in each of the four chairs, each representing one member of the band, and sort of doing impressions of all of them. Let me demonstrate:
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this is Matty (duh)
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this is George, who these days is very cool and detached-looking and I feel like Matty's just missing those stupid yellow sunglasses to complete the picture
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this is Ross, and specifically Ross while "sitting and necking a beer and thinking about kindness and football during a song with no bass" (not my words, but they're too good not to include)
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and this is Hann, constantly facepalming at Matty's shenanigans and bullying and cancellations because he is, in fact, the dad of the band.
This is a genius concept, and my friends are also geniuses ✨
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doctornolonger · 10 months
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Did you know the BBC wanted a young Doctor spin-off, but the Doctor Who production office shut it down, so all the ideas for it became the CBBC show Leonardo?
or,
You want a Deca spinoff? We’ve had one all along!!
It’s well-known that CBBC had planned a young Doctor spin-off before they commissioned The Sarah Jane Adventures. As RTD put it in The Inside Story (2006), “Children’s BBC approached us. They wanted to do a drama based around the idea of a young Doctor Who, but I said no to that. Somehow the idea of a fourteen-year-old Doctor, on Gallifrey inventing sonic screwdrivers, takes away from the mystery and intrigue of who he is and where he came from. So instead I suggested doing a series with Sarah Jane Smith, because she'd been so popular in School Reunion.”
But is it possible that CBBC didn’t throw out the idea, and “a fourteen-year-old Doctor on Gallifrey inventing sonic screwdrivers” became “a fourteen-year-old Leondardo da Vinci in 15th century Florence inventing new futuristic technologies”? Many thanks to my friend Poseidome for pointing me to this connection, which came from the same rumorhound who told me about the Dalek rights situation and abortive BritBox reshoot plans:
Leonardo is what the young Doctor spin off was going to be. “Fantastico!” as his catchphrase. The series would follow the Doctor, Master, Rani, and friends uncovering a conspiracy within the Academy and Time Lord society. The Doctor and the eventual renegades at the heart of it all. The Doctor’s ideas being stolen, his future has been foreseen, Time Lords trying to stop it, etc. All that kind of stuff. There’s even a Borusa stand-in played by Alistair McGowan!
(More under the cut…)
The cast I believe would have been the same, along with the budget, filming locations and costumes. Just adapted to be more sci-fi. CGI shots of Gallifrey, actual futuristic technology, classic monster cameos, that kind of thing.
Most if not all the ideas for the young Doctor series are in the Leonardo trailer still, as they kept 99% of the concept. The independent company tasked with adapting it had already done all the development before the idea got canned. Storylines, scripts, characters, costume ideas, locations, sets. If you watch the first series, the story arc and scripts should still be clear what they originally were, so it sort of still is, in a weird way, a bit of Doctor Who media.
I think it would have been really popular. I believe it would have broadcast in a gap year, or between split seasons. Similar to what they later did with Class, but instead of late teens, it was for the Sarah Jane Adventures demographic.
I’ve not seen the second series, but my understanding is its a lot more it’s own thing, as by then they’d had time to redevelop it outside of being a reworked young Doctor show. Hence why series 1 is the way it is, and series 2 tonally different.
I’ve done some digging to try to verify this rumour, including reaching out to one of the series 1 writers, but I haven’t found anything definitive yet. I rather doubt that development had gone as far as costumes, sets, etc., given how early in the process RTD seems to have shot it down, but it’s certainly true that the cast list matches perfectly. Plagiarising freely from the Leonardo Wiki:
Jonathan Bailey (Psi from “Time Heist”!) as Leonardo da Vinci, a young apprentice who loves painting, inventing, and creating new things. As the BBC Press Office put it, “He’s not just a genius; he’s an unstoppable, free-thinking creative force who’s always ten steps ahead of the rest.” Obviously the Doctor.
Flora Spencer-Longhurst as Tomaso/Lisa (of “Mona” fame), a girl who lives disguised as a male apprentice at Verrocchio’s workshop in Florence. According to the rumorhound, this would have been the Rani – although she also sounds a bit like Alanir …
Akemnji Ndifornyen as Niccolò Machiavelli or “Mac”, the number one man when it come to fraud or theft. He has a network of urchin spies and cut-purses throughout the city, and he likes money-making schemes and mingling with the rich and famous. Leo sometimes has to get him out of trouble. Obviously the Master.
Colin Ryan as Lorenzo de’ Medici, a wealthy boy largely bored of his life of luxury who enjoys sneaking away to join his friends. He is anxious to please his father, whom he greatly admires. The Monk, perhaps?
Alistair McGowan as Piero de’ Medici, an ambitious man and cousin to the Duke of Florence. He keeps a close eye on all happenings in Florence, and he heads a mysterious secret society. Borusa.
James Cunningham as Andrea del Verrocchio, Leo and Tom’s strict maestro. Leonardo is very loyal to him. The Doctor’s mentor Azmael, or an original character?
In light of this, I could totally believe that the blueprint of the young Doctor series was reused for Leonardo. If true, the transposition of the characters from Gallifrey to late 15th century Florence was frankly inspired. TIL Machiavelli and da Vinci were actually contemporaries!
(Incidentally, one of the script editors of Leonardo, Nina Métivier, also played a role in some of my favorite stories from the Chibnall era: she edited “The Woman Who Fell to Earth” and “It Takes You Away” in Doctor Who series 11, and of course she wrote “Nikola Tesla’s Night of Terror” in series 12.)
This wouldn’t be the first time that planned Doctor Who stories have been repurposed for other series: Wizards vs. Aliens (2012–2014) was made by the same creative team and played in the same timeslot as The Sarah Jane Adventures, and at least one episode was based on a SJA script that had gone unproduced after Elisabeth Sladen’s untimely death; some Dirk Gently and Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy stories had their roots in Douglas Adams’ rejected or unproduced Fourth Doctor pitches; and quite a few rejected Wilderness Era book and audio proposals eventually found homes outside Who, such as the Sixth Doctor pitch Smoking Mirror, which ultimately became into the Faction Paradox novel Against Nature.
But unlike those cases, where we know the character dynamics of the Doctor and their companion or Sarah Jane’s friends so we can spot their analogues in the new contexts, this young Doctor series is an attempt to do something new. Maybe we can spot the young Doctor and Master [edit: or can we?!], but we’ve never seen their friendship anything like this before – and as for the Monk being an impressionable kid trying to impress his father? It’s completely new.
We don’t have anything to compare Leonardo against: its existence is literally the only surviving hint of CBBC’s vision for the young Doctor and friends. And what a compelling hint it is!
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OP your addtion about the Harbinger's reaction? Sent me wheezing to the moon 🤣🤣💀
I dont have any additions to Teyvat language yet (other anons have a more in depth explanations while mine is just shitposts wheEZE--) but I did have an idea for a Genshin AU.
I'm pretty sure everybody has heard about the blue alien people Avatar. Tribal people from another planet. (Also I just stumbled upon the forests of Sumeru while going through Chasm quests. The one that has giant mushrooms).
Imagine Genshin in the Avatar Au. Sumeru can be based on the first movie (It fits cause from what I can explore of Sumeru reminds me of the time I watched Avatar of the first time. Pure awe and wonder..) While the Water nation can be based on the 2nd movie, Hoyoverse hasnt released the name of the Water Country yet so we're just waiting. Mondstadt can be based on the upcoming 3rd (4th or 5th? Idk they had it lined up) movie that involves being high above the clouds. Kind of like the Jade palace or the Floating Abode in the serenitea pot.
Its all I could base for now since the other movies dont have that much info yet to be paired with Genshin's countries.
Bonus idea that randomnly popped into my head:
Still going with this Au but its sagau themed. Creator!Reader arrives to Teyvat and is considered as Eywa
NOW THIS
THIS IS AN ✨️IDEA✨️
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I just want u to know i feel b l e s s e d that u put this in MY ask box , when this coulda been a whole post of ur own 💖💖🙏🙏
WARNING: So i havent seen the new movie, just the og Avatar one, and i totally loved that concept about Eywa and how their world works so ill refresh myself but if theres any new lore from the 2nd movie i aint got it yet 💁 srry babs
🎵 FROM THE DAY WE ARRIVED ON THE PLANEETTT
AND STEPPED OUT BLINKING INTO THE SUN
AND THE SUN ROSE HIGH IN A SAPPHIRE SKY
ITS THE CIRRRRCCCLLLEEE OF LIFFFFEEEE 🎵
^ except ur like the life itself bc ur god now
Thats why i put that there
This AU radiates that energy
BRO I TOTALLY FORGOT ABT U MENTIONIMG THE COOL CHASM STUFF AND PICKED THAT GIF ALL ON MY OWN
BC I THOUGHT IF ANYTHING LOOKS LIKE EYWA TREE IN GENSHIN ITS THAT BEAUTIFUL MUSHROOM GOD
ANYWAYS-
So I accidentally posted this too early so keep refreshing or coming back bc if theres no "♡the beloveds♡" im still updating this then LMAO
SRRY GUYS
So anon's a genius and i could listen to u talk about this all day
I fucking love combining world building or lore together
Esp like making one the AU or just the setting like u said with Avatar worlds as settings and same characters-
EEEEEE U ARE EYWA- YESSSSS YESSSSSS I AM YOUR GOD BITCHES!!! SUCK ON MY BIG FAT MAN TIDDIES BITCHES RAHHHHH /REF
So they deffo use "Eywa" as a term for you instead of your name
Honestly, before when u were a mysterious af planet creature thing (lets say u get isekaied there i mean)
Nobody rlly knew if u even could take a mortal form or even thought of that as a concept
I feel like the younger generations immortals and Teyvat's current countries kinda think of you Eywa as more of a passive entity life force thing
Rather than the older immortals and creatures that had seen thru eons or over the course of a couple thousand years
That u were very aware and intelligent
Not that ur energy or aura didnt tell them that alone
So a little deeper into the Teyvat lore here but i dont see anybody else talking about it so I will
Originally, it was the Seven Sovriegns and you, and eventually Phanes and their Four Shades,
And they literally all quickly came to realize u literally made this planet and began to start the first traditions of worshipping you!
Like putting gifts or hand made goods at the base
(Ppl have also gotten a tradition from Morax/Rex Lapis and Guizhong and other adepti to leave birthday letters to offer you, which ties into what i say below⬇️)
Ya know,
Eywa the tree could even be a sort of source to the eyes of Teyvat of what you look like while u were playing the game
Like how Eywa's little jellyfish reach ppl in the forest and shit? I think?
So like i would imagine that whatever u make certain vessels or acolytes do most often, is what they think they should offer u :0
Claymore users give u gemstones and ores
Bow users give u hunted game like fowl, or the treasure from puzzles that required arrows (like those bursting blue balloons?)
Catalysts and Polearms give u all kinda of crazy shit lmao
Bc they can be used for a vareity of things
Bc of ur player status and abilities, people of Teyvat attribute a gain in power or talents or whatnot to you, Eywa
So say u actually physically there now, and u just wake up under the coolest sickest tree youve ever seen in ur life
Omg could u imagine????
Seeing Teyvat irl? But AVATAR WORLD IRL???!!!
You would stand there lookin around like a drunk fuck for like 20 minutes, maybe longer lmao
Its just so ✨️pretty✨️ here
Also the tree itself just feels like, the equivalent to ur bedroom basically but like specifically if it was hella comfy and like just the way u want it (all the decor is up, the floor is clean, u got like hot choco on ur desk, theres a candle burning, etc.)
Oh so since ur like weirdly connected to the land, like u know how theres a voice line abt walking in that glowing aranara part of Sumeru and ur steps light up?
I saw that too in the OG avatar movie
So i feel like u would have a map with ALLLLL the peoples on it and little icons
U can focus on just vision users or bosses or big nature things like Dragonspine
Oh so Eywa can control all animals and whatnot and so u as a mortal person can too
So anytime theres a threat u can deadass just become a pokemon trainer LMAO
Ok but think how badass it would be to just like,
Get the Primo Geovishap or Giant Bird Jadeplume Terror thingy to just leave their territory and wipeout some mfs
(coughunknowngodasomodaycough)
It would be fucking amazing
Unrelated to above bc im just spitting out ideas srry guys
but like
I feel like if u were a lifeforce sort of ancient eldritch god for the entire goddamn continent of Teyvat let alone the whole planet-
You would have to maintain said continent/planet
Like, make sure the Irminsul is growing okay, protect from mfs like Dottore,
Stop diasters if ur Eywa too, esp bc u can hear prayers now, and would hear ppl crying out to help them geez
while the prayers of the many kinda just glob together to form the major "feeling" of the prayer for most creatures,
Vision users, gods, ancient creatures u can get their exact sentences
Basically more magic = better heard to connect with u
Oh u know, i could even see it being even more manual or personal labor bc ur not like a tree connected to ur roots thruout the world technically
Like if volcanoes erupt in Natlan, the archon and gods there help and u r also wanted/needed in person for it to work
U would still be powerful, but yeah like say the tree was u just playing genshin before,
The game automatically regulated diasters and stuff other than what was supposed to happen in game
So kinda bouncing off that I read smwhere that the Na'vi dont actually view Eywa as like omnipotent or omniscient
(like the God™️ from the Christian bible for a example of what your not)
And also! Dont blame/attribute natural diasters, plagues, or other bad stuff on Eywa
So good for you whew 💦
Ur actually supposed to kinda just be the collective lifeforce or Teyvat/world and nature, and a defender and guide of life :0
Which kinda fits with the whole "upgrading characters" thing actually
Okay but I saw somewhere in SAGAU tag someone did another name instead of Creator to spice it up and its "All-Mother"
And interestingly, Eywa in Avatar is also called that and "Great Mother"!!
How fun :0
Also, the reason Eywa still got people with free-will is bc they kinda described the relationship to Eywa being something like a mother or parent
Maybe where name/titles came from ig?
Either way, ppl be calling u all types of nicknames u aint heard before lmao
I mean ur sacred, they dont just say ur name,
Nobody knows ur real name or what u call yourself
Just what they call u
Bc they couldnt communicate with u super well before, (the bday letters were the closest they got verbally, and even then they had to be addressed somewhat to ur first vessel the traveler to get thru/be seen)
Otherwise yeah u operating them lets say before on Earth you rlly felt like an eldritch nature deity 💀
Cause u guide them in battles, strengthen their talents and skills and bodies, and feed them food
If they were in battle like needing healing food, u help them heal by consuming it for them so they dont have to take a snack break in battle and
Let me tell u, these denizens of Teyvat who have to constantly deal with magic and monsters and abyss stuff, so a stroll outside ur house gets u in a fight...
...They are very grateful for that needless to say.
Plus i like to think u make fighting easier on them bc ur "guiding" their bodies
Anyway thats a long winded way to say, help me think of all the names Teyvat's given you lmao:
Eywa
All-Mother / Great Mother
All-Father / Great Father
All-Parent? / Great Parent
Creator
Their Grace
Great Puppeteer
The Puppeteer
Soul of Teyvat
Greatest Soul
She aint long bc im not that creative and this idea has sm potential too😔
I would love to be Eywa sounds fun and powerful af and i dont get expected to be Jesus and they know i dont cause the natural diasters, like that sounds nice
Aight im no genius and this writing feels like im just rambling like a drunk guy sittin on the sidewalk mumbling to myself, i had to stop writing 💀
Like that energy specifically-
So lmk if yall got any other cool titles or names :0
I couldn't think of anymore :/
Also srry about the updating this post and making u check back in if u already read this before i put the taglist
(Me putting the taglist means im done editing/writing this dw if u seein this)
Cheers,
🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘
♡my beloveds♡
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist
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kurakurakura99 · 6 months
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Thinking about Changeling:The Lost and how the concept of the Fetch as allegory is kinda genius to a trans/nonbinary reading. The fetch is a facsimile left in the place of victims, spirited away and changed by the true Fae. It is impossible for most people to ever tell the difference:one could go their entire lives without suspecting that your family member has been replaced, but the fetch is different:it is static, resistant to change. the fetch of a child will grow up like you'd expect it to, and grow old as its expected to, as well, and nothing more:it follows the path that blends it in. Does things that those around them would look at go, "oh, they would do that. That is so like them." Consider the plight of a trans person snatched away before they came out, or their egg cracked. It stands to reason that their fetch would NEVER transition:Their family expects their boy to grow into a young man. A deviation from that pattern draws the wrong kind of attention. And when that person comes back, changed by their time in Arcadia, they might behold the Fetch living in their shoes: The imagery of Her family enjoying a holiday dinner with Him springs to my mind. And whats worse is that the family probably likes the fetch better. fathers and mothers pass the gravy to their perfect son when in another life, without the intervention of the kindly ones, they would have ran their true child from the family home when they came out. The same true child that watches from a window now as they share their hearth with an invader, a body snatcher of sorts. Thats gotta sting. I know how much it stings because my family forced me back into the closet multiple times:They simply ignored my confession that I didn't fit in the neat category of "boy" that had been lovingly prepared for me. They told me I wasn't transgender and that was that to them, or they just outright forgot after a while. I have been both the fetch and the changeling at the same time in this scenario. The question is, what does the changeling do now? does she simply vanish in the night like I did, leaving the past life to be content with its fake memory of her, or does she burst through the window and take that fake memory, cave in the loathsome imposters skull until he collapses into twig and twine and leaves, ripping that happiness and baring cruel, unbelievable reality like tusks at everyone witnessing the event? Does she meet her false self in secret, and try to work with it, understand it? That reminds me of half-measures I've seen taken by friends. Call me by my deadname around my dad. Please. I think the most horrifying outcome from a trans perspective is that of replacing the fetch:doing away with it in secret and concealing the truth about yourself to slip into your old life. But that life no longer belongs to you: His flat chest and blunt teeth are antithetical to who you really are, now. Your claws and yellowed eyes and femininity are going to scratch under that false skin forever, until you take it off. Maybe you'll do it in secret, letting your horns breath in nightclubs and venues and forest paths far from the eyes of the people who knew the false you (in both senses of the term) or maybe you'll stuff your true nature away as far and deep as you can, even if it destroys you. Change is deeply, deeply terrifying after all.
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hee-pster · 11 months
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it’s three am but can we imagine campus heartthrob+frat!boy heeseung who has all the girls wrapped around his finger/at his feet, never getting rejected until he meets transfer student y/n who’s in a few of his classes and he becomes infatuated with her bc she keeps to herself and doesn’t spare him a single glance [she knows who he is thru mutuals but doesn’t understand the hype of heeseung with all the talks she hears so she doesn’t bother] and one day when heeseung and the boys are hanging around on the field, y/n walks by with mutual friends of the boys who stop and talk with them, and y/n waves but continues scrolling on her phone while they converse, so heeseung finally takes this opportunity to ask for her number but she just looks up from her phone, smiles, and says no - causing everyone to laugh while heeseung is just looking at y/n with an open mouth bc did he just get rejected ??? and doesn’t know how to process anything — and still doesn’t after her and her friends leave while the boys are in tears at their hyung finally getting rejected but he makes it his mission to get to know her bc she’s the first girl to ever reject him and that kinda turns him on ???? also bonus where she thinks sunghoon is actually hotter than heeseung [at first] and they find out so sunghoon uses that to his advantage just to mess w his hyung bc sunghoon is a little shit and becomes friends w y/n eventually (to also help out his hyung bc he’s tired of hearing hee talk abt y/n constantly but not before he can have his fun and flirt w y/n) pls omf i have this whole ass fic / series in my head that i just wrote and idk where tf this came from pls send help its thirsting hours 😭
OH MY GOD ANONIE IF U ARE A WRITER DO I KNOW U BC I MUST 😭 this is such a brilliant idea and it gave me so much inspiration to write something long again😭 I love the concept sm SCREAMING JESUS UR A GENIUS 😭🫶🏼
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yahoodarling · 1 year
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AlHaitham X GN!Professor reader(amab)
Extreamly suggestive! Like, not actual smut but really lewd.
Part 2
Warnings: Suggestive, teacher student dynamic, curse words, bottom leaning AlHaitham, reader has a penis
"AlHaitham! Pay attention!" 
For once in your entire career your favorite student was not focusing on your lesson. It was blasphemy in itself. You took pride in being one of the academias most successful professors, you always gave way to passing students and those dubbed your favourite always rose to glory but for that they had to pay attention.
You could tell a moment ago AlHaitham was focusing on anything but the lesson. 
"Please, i'm doing this for you, the least you could do is pay attention to the lesson you asked me for."
Yesterday he came up to you and asked for a revision lesson on ancient Scarlet King script. He said he'd be exploring the desert region with a traveller and wanted to make sure he was fluent in its language. The request had shocked you at first, AlHaitham was your most prized student when he was under your guidance a way back. He soaked information like a sponge and he always brought fascinating concepts and research in his assignment papers. You were so prideful to see his genius rise the ranks in the academy so for him to need revision caught you by surprise but right now you were getting irritated. Right now AlHaitham seemed like those pesky rich kids that only got into the academy with their money rather than their intellect, the kids that stare off and do nothing and eventually fail when their bribes dont work on you. You would not allow AlHaitham to soil himself to that level.
"What's on your mind that is so important? Just because you are no longer my official student does not mean you can ignore my class rules. You know them off by heart by now, correct? You used to recite them like they were your holy script when you were in my class."
"My mind was elsewhere. Apologies Professor."
"Then do tell where it was? I'm sure i can understand the almighty AlHaithams thoughts, ones so complex the common bystander couldn't hope to understand even with a lifetime of studies." You closed up to him who sat at a counter in the otherwise empty room.
He chuckled for a second, laughing at a joke in his mind, something only funny to him. "Apologies Professor but i dont think you would understand." His face held a knowing smile, almost mocking.
This was very unlike him to treat you like this. AlHaitham did come across emotionless and reserved to others, often putting himself on a higher level but to you he always treated you with respect so for him to sneer at you irritated you deeply.
You sighed and turned back to your desk, collecting all the papers you had planned to use in the lesson and shut down the projector. "Very well, if you are so knowledgeable you won't be needing my assistance. I do hope you dont waste others time as you have mine."
You made your way towards the door before being stopped by a tug on your cloak, turning back you see AlHaitham grasping the material and staring directing onto your back, his eyes glazed over.
"Professor, why do you wear these long things? Its not required of you to and quite frankly i think it's a waste."
His hand started to gently massage the fabric, shifting the fibres and refusing to look up to you.
"Even covered like this i see how the fabric falls on your frame, even concealed like this i know what's beneath is a temptation any stone willed person would crave." He chuckled gently "i'm living proof of that. Perhaps you are right to cover yourself like this. If not i'd assume no one would pay attention to your lessons. Sadly, even completely clothed you distract me. That is the reason i was not listening. There was another motive to me asking for this revision lesson, it is true i need assistance in a topic im wanting to research but it does not include the desert ruins."
AlHaitham got out his seat and kneeled down, ducking his head to lay on your midriff and looking up to you, grasping on the long fabric of your tunic.
"My hypothesis: My Professor hides an attractive figure under their clothing and houses Teyvats most pleasure inducing cock. You know how i work, i won't stop until my curiosity is satisfied. Please," he begged pushing his large chest into you "teach me. Help me discover my answers. The only one i can rely on is you."
Whore. This was more like it. Yes it was on the suggestive note but to have AlHaitham back into his submissive like state brought a smile to your face.
Working at the Academia at first was hard, often teaching adults lead to you having many attractive students but rules were in place of no student teacher relations regardless of being adults. AlHaitham was one of the students that caught your eye but in the name of being professional you let that desire die down, now that he had graduated and was no longer your student meant that you could engage with him however you liked.
You smirked, watching how AlHaitham gently nudged into you and pulled on your clothes. Who were you to deny such an enthusiastic learner from the education they craved?
You nestled your hand into his ashen hair and pulled him deeper into your thighs, not stopping until you felt his face meet the outline of your cock. AlHaitham shook, orange green eyes flickering as he continued to make eye contact, fighting the desire to dive himself under your clothes and just take what he wanted. 
"Ah, my bad then. Please, let me assist you and your thirst… for knowledge that is."
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where-theres-smoak-2 · 5 months
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Loki 2x6 Review (Spoilers!)
Phew, so that episode was quite the ride. Overall as an episode I really loved it. Were there some things I feel a bit conflicted about? Yes, but for the most part I thought it was an epic finale to the season, also I am pretty sure I cried my way through about 70% of this episode. Fair warning I have a lot of thoughts so this is another fairly long post, sorry bout that. So lets get into the episode.
Spaghetti Loops
The episode starts off exactly where we left off at the end of ep 5 and this is one of the very few predictions I made that actually came true, Loki just kept going back and trying it again and again trying to do it faster and poor Victor got spaghettified over and over. Now don't judge me ok, but I just found this whole sequence hilarious. Loki getting more and more exasperated every time it fails. Also the way everyone was looking at him like he had gone completely mad and being confused when he keeps saying again and faster this time because for them this is the first and only time its happened. I also loved when Loki gets the loom model out and says 'Mobius you're in luck. It looks like Mobius but its actually Victor Timely' about the little figurine. Loved the call back to the argument they had in ep 4.
Another moment that had me cackling like a mad woman was when after asking OB how long it would take to learn everything to know about mechanics, physics and engineering, and Victor answering centuries, it comes up with the centuries later text screen. This guy legit spent centuries learning everything he needed to know to make that multiplier faster, he's dedicated that's for sure.
A concept I did like about this sequence was how Loki would take all the things that go wrong each time and then ensure they don't happen the next time, like making sure Victor's suit is taped in all the right spots, that his visor is locked properly, that he doesn't trip on the first step, that he doesn't put down the multiplier so it won't roll off the gang way. Eventually he is able to guide Victor through a successful attempt. Well successful in the sense that he is able to get the multiplier to connect to the loom and make it back. I'll admit when they were celebrating and for a moment it looked like it had worked, my first instinct was nah this is too good to be true, it is way too early in the episode for this to be fixed. Which is when we learn that actually the Loom is impossible to fix.
A Looming Problem.
I felt so bad for Loki in that moment when they realise that the Loom can never be fixed because you can't scale for infinite. I mean he looked so damn relieved and happy when it seemed as if it had worked, poor Loki had done that scenario and watched it fail who knows how many times and for a moment it finally seems like its going to be ok but then you realise the terrible truth that all your efforts will always be futile.
I do feel like the whole sequence before that was played off in a very comedic way despite the scenario actually being rather dark, Loki has to watch Timely and his friends die over and over. But I do think choosing to give it this comedic tone was a genius move on the writers' and producers' part as it puts the audience in a good mood, so when the moment when both the characters and we the audience learn the Loom melting down is always doomed to happen, its even more of a gut punch. It really puts you in Loki's shoes, like him you're on a high and then you just get dragged right down with this drastic tonal shift.
Sylvie saying that as soon as the timeline branched this was doomed to happen gives Loki the idea to go back and try to stop her from killing HWR. I loved the scenes that took place in the citadel particularly the conversation between Loki and HWR. I loved how it seemed like once again HWR is the one in control and in the know. He reveals to Loki that the time slipping, Victor and the Loom were all part of his plan too. That the Loom was actually a fail safe to protect the sacred timeline and a way to ensure his own resurrection. It also explains why everyone was sent to their branches when the Loom exploded. HWR says that the TVA was collateral and easy to rebuild, so the Loom resets everyone and then HWR just goes around and collects them all and on and on it goes.
I love when Loki stops time and its revealed that actually Loki is the one that is a step ahead of HWR and has already had that conversation with him. I really loved that moment. When HWR tells Loki that the equation always has the same outcome, loki loses, Loki decides to 'change the equation'. This reminded me so much of the end of ep 5 when he says he'll rewrite the story. His plan is to just break the loom. I think it is interesting that HWR actually looks surprised by this. He immediately starts trying to manipulate Loki into not doing that. In episode 4 Sylvie wonders if HWR was scared when she killed him and she just didn't notice, well I can't help but wonder the same now, is HWR scared in this moment, is he scared because he knows that Loki could destroy the Loom and if he does then all of HWR's plans come crumbling down, Sylvie will kill him and with no Loom there's no failsafe, no resurrection.
HWR's response to this is to try and scare Loki into doing what HWR wants. Its like what Loki said in 1x01, its an illusion conjured by the weak to inspire fear. The illusion being this threat, if you destroy the loom there will be a war that will kill and destroy everyone and everything. Now I don't think he's lying about all of it. I do think with HWR gone there will end up being a multiversal war between his variants but do I think this war will kill everyone and destroy every timeline? Nope! This is a superhero franchise so obviously our heroes are going to band together and save the day.
Before the episode was released I made a prediction post, well there was one thought that crossed my mind that I didn't put in that post because it was more of a deep fear than a prediction and I didn't want to accidently manifest it into being. That unwritten prediction (fear) was that as a last, nothing else has worked so this is the only option left, move Loki would go back to the citadel and kill Sylvie. So you can imagine my distress when we first have Sylvie, repeatedly, saying you'll have to kill me. Then HWR says Loki has two options, destroy the Loom and unleash a war that destroys everything, or kill Sylvie and protect what you can, ie the TVA and the sacred timeline.
My immediate reaction to this was something along the lines of, no, no, NO, NOO! Not going to lie they had me going, I really thought they were going to go through with it and have Loki sacrifice Sylvie to protect everyone else. Especially when he goes back to speak to her in timeline OB's workshop. And I will come back to that scene in a moment but first I want to talk about how great the transition was between the scene where HWR lays out the two options and you see Loki looking at Sylvie as he slowly approaches her and then you hear Mobius asking 'What are you going to do?' and then we're back to when Loki was first arrested and interrogated by Mobius.
What is really interesting about this scene is that looking back at it now they give us the answer to the question here, they tell us what Loki is going to do, past Loki tells us himself, when Mobius asked what he was going to do he replies, 'Finish what I started... Claim my throne.' Then when Mobius asks if he wants to be king, Loki responds 'I don't want to be. I was born to be." Throughout the whole franchise this idea has been pushed that Loki was born to be a king, he says it multiple times himself, but Odin also tells him as a child that even though only one of his sons could sit on the Asgardian throne they were both born to be kings. Come the end of this finale Loki is now on his throne. There is also this idea of Loki being burdened with glorious purpose that's repeated throughout the franchise and that is something else we see him find in this episode. I just find it funny that they told us all the way back in 1x1 what choice Loki was going to make in the season 2 finale. One little detail I like is that both ep 1x1 and ep 2x6 have the same title 'Glorious Purpose.' It's a neat way of bringing it all full circle.
The story Mobius tells about the hunter and the 8 year old boy he couldn't prune was also really interesting to me. Firstly because it reveals that Mobius, like Renslayer, was once a hunter before he became an analyst. Also that Renslayer was his partner which explains their bond. I do wonder if the reason why Mobius couldn't prune this boy was because he was just a kid playing with his brother and maybe subconsciously it reminded him of his own boys and even though he didn't remember them, some protective instinct kicked in and stopped him from pruning the boy.
I also feel like this story about the boy is supposed to be a mirror to Sylvie's own story. They were both kids who were minding their own business playing, when the TVA showed up and destroyed their realities. In the boy's case he was pruned to boot. In both instances it was Renslayer who was the responding hunter. I think its fascinating that Loki is trying to make this impossible decision on whether he should kill Sylvie and in that moment he is told a story that has to have reminded him of Sylvie and how she was a little girl who had everything ripped away from her.
Whilst they told us in that scene with Mobius what Loki would ultimately decide to do, obviously whilst watching the episode I hadn't figured that out yet, so when Loki went to see Sylvie right after this scene, the moment in timeline OB's workshop that I promised I'd come back to, I was filled with dread. To me at first it seemed like a goodbye scene and like he had gone there to kind of explain why he was going to have to kill her. I am not ashamed to admit that I did tear up at that moment, the mere thought that they might go through with having him kill her for 'the greater good' was heartbreaking to me.
But once I had pulled myself together I rewatched that scene and what is really interesting about it is how it parallels and links to their pie room scene. In the pie room scene you had Sylvie saying that it would be easier to destroy the TVA and start from scratch and Loki saying fixing things is hard, hope is hard. Here in this conversation those two ideas combine and meet. You have Sylvie explaining to Loki that growing up in apocalypses taught her that sometimes its ok to destroy something and that's when Loki realises and finishes for her 'if there is a hope that thing can be replaced by something better.' Loki is being asked to make the hard choice and here Sylvie is asking him to have hope that destroying the loom will lead to something better which links back to what Loki said in the pie room, hope is the hard choice and therefore the choice he chooses.
King of Time
Sylvie asks Loki some really good and deep questions in this scene as well which I think influences the decision he makes. She asks him what kind of god he wants to be, whether he really wants to be the kind that takes away people's free will, aka the god he was in the first Avengers film. She also kind of points out that he is asking the wrong questions. He's asking what good is free will if everyone is dead and she's asking but who are you and what right do you have to make that decision for everyone. They have the right to chose to die trying, fighting for something better. I just think its a really interesting debate.
Another little clever detail that I noticed is that after making his decision when he timeslips into the loom room the aura reader announces 'welcome he who remains.' Loki is about to become the kind of new HWR and it's almost like they are announcing it in that moment.
So now we get to the hard part, and yes I did bawl like a baby during this whole scene. Loki heads down into the Loom and looking back to where Sylvie and Mobius are behind the locked doors he says. 'I know what I want. I know what kind of god I need to be. For you. For all of us.' Again I think this is a parallel back to the bar scene between Sylki where she asks him what he wants and also the scene in this episode where she asks what kind of god he wants to be. I know there is some debate over whether Loki was speaking to Sylvie or Mobius or both here when he said 'for you.' Personally while I do think it was partly to both I do think it was mostly directed towards Sylvie. My reasoning being that it was a reference to those conversations he had with Sylvie alone.
The scene where he was walking down the gangway and his clothes turn into his new King of Time outfit was stunning, like breathtakingly so. Him breaking the loom and setting the timelines free was also really beautiful imagery. There's a moment when Loki reaches for one of the blackened branches and tries to bring it to life with his magic but the moment he lets go it begins to die again and that's when he realises that he is going to have to weave the branches and hold them stable himself. It's such a bittersweet moment as he takes one last look back at the ones he loves and cares for before making the hard, the impossible choice to isolate himself at the end of time. Again the scene where he is weaving those branches together and the way what once was HWR chair turns into a pure golden throne that Loki takes his seat in, stunning, visually it was stunning.
Yggdrasil
Just when I thought nothing could be more stunning than that sequence the camera panned out and showed us that the timelines were now woven together in the form of a breathtakingly gorgeous tree. I mean it was such a stunning image that I want to get a copy to frame and put on my wall.
But I am sure I am not the only one who saw it and instantly thought of Yggdrasil, the world tree of Norse Mythology. So here I have, well I don't know if I would call it a theory or not, but a thought at the very least.
So something that I think is really interesting that I think might possibly have some significance later on, maybe, is that in some versions of the myths around Yggdrasil (there are different and varying accounts and sources) the tree has three main roots. One is rooted in Midgard, the realm of men. The second is rooted in Jotunheim, the land of the giants and the third is rooted in Hel, the underworld.
I think these three roots are symbolic of Loki, Sylvie and Mobius. Mobius would represent Midgard, he's a human who had a life on Midgard. Sylvie would represent Jotunheim, as a Loki variant she would have been born on Jotunheim and is a frost giant. Then Loki would represent the root for Hel, he's currently at the end of time and in season one to get there you had to go through the void and when Loki first woke up there he asks if its Hel, it definitely has that imagery or symbolism of an underworld.
I don't know exactly what this could mean going forward but I think the three of them are going to be the key to keeping the tree together and protecting it. Or I could be looking too much into it.
Sylki
So anyone who has seen any of my previous posts will know that I am huge sylki fan, so obviously I have to talk about them in this review, feel free to skip over this section if you aren't a fan of sylki.
But anyway, before this episode I was of the opinion that if we didn't get a kiss or at least a scene where they talked about their feelings and cleared the air, then I would be really disappointed, and whilst yeah it would have been nice to get those scenes I am surprisingly not disappointed because in my opinion what we got might have been even better, or at the least just as good. After this episode I am in no doubt that these guys love each other, Loki was particularly obvious about it.
I've said in previous posts that in my opinion everything Loki has done this season has been for Sylvie. His motivation was simple, what he wanted was simple, he wanted Sylvie to be ok. This episode is no different it only further reinforces that this is Loki's desire.
He is faced with this impossible choice kill Sylvie and save everyone else, or risk everything by protecting the free will Sylvie gave everyone, that she fought for. Give her the chance to live a life. HWR I think thought Loki would choose himself, would choose to sacrifice Sylvie to ensure he wouldn't be alone and so that he could get a throne. But I think HWR underestimated the love Loki felt for Sylvie. I mean he replayed that citadel fight over and over because he was not willing to hurt Sylvie even to stop her from killing HWR. Again it all circles back to what Loki said in 1x6, he doesn't want to hurt her, he doesn't want a throne he wants her to be ok, and this is something HWR doesn't understand and that is why he loses.
The moment when Loki chooses to sacrifice himself for her is so heartbreaking, the way Sylvie immediately followed him down to the loom and how she desperately said she had to get in there when she realised what he was doing. There is also a moment when the portal thingy opens to the end of time and Loki knows what he has to do, he looks back to Sylvie and she shakes her head at him, he just gives her this sad smile and does what he needs to do. It reminded me so much of the moment in 1x5 when Sylvie says they need a distraction for Alioth and Loki puts a hand on her shoulder, Sylvie shakes her head because she doesn't want him in danger. It was clear how deeply she cared about and loved him, it was just so bittersweet.
Sylki's romance in season 1 was very different from season 2, last season they were very flirty and cute whereas this season has been mostly angst thanks to the fall out after the citadel in 1x6. But I still think it was still a romance in season 2. Loki sacrificed his own happiness for Sylvie, there are so many quotes out there about sacrifice being the purest form of love and I think that is what they were going for here. Loki choosing to sit at the end of time and hold the timelines together was the burden he chose to carry for her, what's more romantic than that? I mean it hurts and it sucks and makes me want to cry, but its still the epitome of romance.
Also I couldn't help but see the parallel between Thor choosing to destroy the bridge and therefore separating himself from Jane for the greater good and Loki choosing to trap himself at the end of time away from Sylvie to protect her and his friends, as well as the greater good. Both brothers end up away from the women they love in an act of heroism. The glimmer of hope for me is that Jane searches for Thor, eventually they are reunited. I'm just saying Sylvie still has that tempad. I would love if we get to see these characters again in a season 3 or other Marvel project, if we find out that Sylvie has been searching for a way to free Loki but still keep the branches stable. Maybe she could even team up with thor and mobius. Or she could seek out Wanda or Dr strange to get more magical knowledge. The possibilities are endless.
After
So lets talk about the ending and where everyone ends up starting with B-15, Casey and OB. So I like that they all stayed at the TVA and that B-15 seems to be kind of running the show. I also loved that OB wrote another TVA guidebook edition 2, I feel like it might be a bestseller. I also love that it is yellow as that colour symbolises optimism and the promise of a positive future which I think will be good for the TVA going forward. Another thing of note and which I really loved was that when they show the new TVA with its new 'growing together' propaganda posters, everyone look really happy and content, like they've got this new purpose and its one they feel good about.
Well everyone looks happy but Mobius. Both his and Sylvie's endings were left very, very open. I do get the sense that they are both feeling lost now that Loki is gone. That could be why Sylvie seeks Mobius out, she knows he too feels lost without Loki. When asked what she's going to do now Sylvie shrugs because she doesn't know, which is interesting to me because if she is happy on her branch like she has been saying all season, why wouldn't she just say she's going back to her life there? Unless Marvel have other plans for her character. Same with Mobius we don't know what he's going to do next. Though the door for him to return to the TVA has been left open with B-15's offer that there is always a seat for him if he wants it.
Ok so let's talk about Loki. Now can I appreciate the character development of Loki going from the selfish, narcissistic god who wanted a throne and who tried to take away people's free will, to a hero who sacrifices himself for the greater good and to ensure people get to keep their free will. Yes. Do I think it was hella romantic that he chose this path because he couldn't bear to hurt Sylvie? Oh yes that was some real romantic stuff right there. Do I think his arc was well written? It was, beautifully so. Am ok with Loki ending up trapped at the end time alone, something he feared? ABSOLUTELY-FRIGGEN-NOT!!! What the hell marvel! Honestly if this is the end of the story for this character then Marvel and I are going to have issues going forward.
A Glimmer of Hope?
The first thing I did this morning was hop onto google to see if there was any information on whether we'll get a season 3 because I had seen alot of talk about season 2 wrapping up the story and I was met with a little spark of hope. There are several articles out covering an interview from producer Kevin Wright where he says this about a potential season 3:
We take it season by season, and there are certainly things that Tom and I and other casts have talked about of where we see this going, and I know there’s some excitement for that internally, but just from a storytelling standpoint, I think we always conceived of seasons 1 and 2 as a whole."
The producer went on to describe both of the Tom Hiddleston-led seasons as "two chapters of the same book," but admitted that there are "other stories" or "new books" to be told:
"That these are two chapters of the same book, and that season two is finishing that book, and there are other stories to be told there, but I think they would be new books, if that’s not too coy."
"It was similar to Season 1 in we wanted to tell this story and tell it well, but even in Season 1, we obviously were thinking about where we were going. I would say Season 1 and Season 2 were developed and created as, like, kind of two chapters of the same book. We felt pretty strongly, all of us involved, that Season 2 was about closing that book but that there are many other books on the shelf for this character and for this world. But this felt like it wanted to be the conclusion of these great things that we set up in Season 1. We don't want to constantly leave people with drastic cliffhangers for our finales."
So it seems like all the talk about closing the story was actually just in relation to the storylines they had set up in season one and that this isn't intended to be the end of these characters' stories full stop.
A few of the articles also talked about Marvel's plans for their tv shows going forward:
Contributing Loki's Season 3 odds is Marvel Studios' new direction for its Disney+ shows since, via The Hollywood Reporter, Marvel is reportedly "leaning into the idea of multiseason serialized TV" a la Loki instead of the "limited-series format:"
"And just as 'Loki,' which returned Oct. 5, marked Marvel’s first season two of a series (out of nine TV shows to date), the studio plans on leaning into the idea of multiseason serialized TV, stepping away from the limited-series format that has defined it. Marvel wants to create shows that run several seasons, where characters can take time to develop relationships with the audience rather than feeling as if they are there as a setup for a big crossover event."
So if they are going to be leaning more into multiseason shows it would make sense to me for them to make Loki one of them as it is one of, if not the most, popular shows they've done so far. So I would expect that they would monopolise on that.
So I do think there's a good chance that we'll potentially get a season 3, I for one would love to see where they take these characters next. And that is all the thoughts I have on the finale, sorry this got so long but if you did read all the way to the end thank you.
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Wind Begins to Turn
Hey, what if I randomly posted something for a fandom I've never written anything for before?
Enjoy.
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Fire creeping forward
Wind begins to turn
The world yet is frozen
While the world burns
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‘Underestimated’ and ‘avatar’ didn’t seem like two concepts that should share the same space, but Aang was learning that quite a lot of things in the world weren’t as they should be.  He should have been told he was the avatar when he was sixteen.  He should be allowed to play with the other kids.  He should be traveling with Monk Gyatso, like they’d planned before getting stuck here.   
It should be fair. 
It wasn’t. 
But the worst part (so far; despite what Gyatso said, there were an awful lot of squalls and very few updrafts when it came to this whole avatar thing) was definitely being underestimated.  Him, Aang, being underestimated. 
Aang had worked hard for his mastery and his arrows, even if it was a strictly physical mastery of innovation, granted on account of having developed and taught new techniques.  He wasn’t that far behind on spiritual matters, and he knew the classic techniques just as well.  Aang was a master.  The youngest ever. 
But now that everyone knew he was the avatar, they just looked at him and said, well, sure he’s good at bending, he’s the avatar, isn’t he?  As if his past lives doing it before him meant he hadn’t earned his skill.  He wasn’t the only person with a past life, after all.  Everyone was part of the great cycle.  Odds were, some of his yearmates had been benders in their past lives, too.  The only difference for him was that he got reincarnated right away, rather than having to wait to clear his karma, and he was always a bender.  That’s it!
Even looking at past avatars, not all of them had been geniuses.  Avatar Szeto, for example never completely mastered anything but Fire – but he’d been great at math!  Not like Aang at all. 
Aang – okay, he wasn’t a genius.  He knew that.  But he also knew he was good, and he worked hard.  That was him.  Not just because he was the avatar. 
Aang kicked another pebble off the side of the cliff and pretended he couldn’t hear the others playing airball a couple dozen feet up.  He could bend the air so he couldn’t hear it, but that’d mess up the air patterns for no reason but to suit himself and it’d keep him from hearing if someone called him.  There was always a chance someone would change their mind about him playing. 
“Aang!”
Aang’s ears pricked up. 
“Avatar Aang!”
Maybe not.  He sighed, gustily, and propelled himself up to the main level of the temple.  “Did you need me, Monk Tashi?”
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Okay, so.  Maybe Aang hadn’t been completely honest with himself when he said being underestimated was the worst.  Actually, the worst part was the responsibility.  He just – there was a reason you didn’t tell avatars that they were avatars until they were sixteen, right?
Troubling signs.  Gathering clouds.  A storm, brewing. 
He didn’t get it.  When he’d visited the Fire Nation last time everything had seemed fine.  Normal.  No one had been talking about war, and that seemed like the kind of thing that would be hard to hide.  At least, judging from the scrolls the elders were making him read, lately.  Armies took up space, had to move, had to eat.  If the Fire Nation or the Earth Kingdom was planning something, it’d be noticed, especially by people flying above, and then it wouldn’t be described so many different shades of we think. 
“—the Fire Nation has been expanding its colonies, you may be called on to disperse them, as Avatar Roku did—”
“Why?” asked Aang. 
“Pardon?”
“I mean,” said Aang, shuffling the maps and making sure not to look longingly at the window, “no one was using that land, right?  So, what does it matter?”
“The land belonged to the Earth Kingdom,” said Tashi.  “More importantly, there is no longer a buffer between the Fire Nation and the Earth Kingdom, which was part of the point of them ceding the Northern Volcanos to the…” 
Aang started to tune Tashi out.  He knew this was important, but it was just so much. 
“Aang?”
He snapped back to attention to beam at Gyatso. 
“Whatever are the two of you doing in here?” asked his teacher who shot a very subtle glare at Tashi. 
“You know Avatar Aang needs more background on this,” said Tashi. 
“Hm, perhaps,” said Gyatso, “but I am still his teacher, am I not?  At least until he comes of age, and can walk the wind roads on his own.  I do believe Appa and Mochi are overdue for a flight?”
Aang bounced to his feet and made good on the escape Gyatso had offered him. 
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Aang loved bending.  He really really loved it.  He wouldn’t have gotten his tattoos already otherwise.  Heck, some people never got their mastery tattoos, and they got on just fine.  Like a bunch of the spinners and weavers!  Even if they weren’t airbending masters, they were good enough to get places and they were important.  Without them, they wouldn’t have much to trade with the settled people except, like, knowledge and stuff from other places. 
But, he was finding, he didn’t like bending like this. 
“Avatar Aang,” said Monk Tashi, who had woken him up first thing in the morning, “you must master these techniques if you are to prevent the Fire Nation and the Earth Kingdom from coming to blows!”
“Yes, Monk Tashi,” said Aang.  He wasn’t out of breath.  He was a master airbender.  It’d take a lot more than this to take the wind out of him.  But he was already exhausted, and some of these moves seemed awfully violent.  They didn’t expect him to fight anyone for real, did they…?  “Monk Tashi, did you tell Monk Gyatso—"
“He most certainly did not.”
Aang didn’t startle at Gyatso’s sudden appearance.  Honest. 
“Monk Tashi, I must remind you once again that Aang is my student, and I have my own lessons for him that are not helped by working him into exhaustion before the day has even started.”
“Avatar Aang—”
“If you were truly interested in Aang’s training as the avatar, you would send him to learn waterbending.”
“You know why we can’t—”
“Yes, yes, we’ve broken tradition by telling Aang already, I know, I know.”  He turned to Aang and smiled for the first time since he’d arrived.  “Are you ready to make some pies?”
Aang nodded fervently, eager to get away from… whatever this was.  “Boy, am I!”
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They were going to take him away from Gyatso.  They were going to take him away from Gyatso.  Had—He had never even heard of anything like that ever happening.  It couldn’t—They couldn’t—It wasn’t right, it wasn’t fair.  Gyatso was the only one who still saw him as him, and—and—
He couldn’t do this anymore.  He—
He wished he wasn’t the avatar.  He wished he had never even heard of the avatar.
Thunder rumbled in the distance, making him flinch.  A storm.  A gathering storm. 
But what right did they have to take him away from everything and everyone he knew? 
He started to pace again, agitated eddies of air lifting dust and the edges of his bedspread.  What should he do?  What could he do?  What would Gyatso want him to do?  Listen to the elders, probably, but he couldn’t.  So, what was left?
If you were truly interested in Aang’s training as the avatar, you would send him to learn waterbending.
Aang took a deep breath, stilling the wind that had been picking up in his room.  Waterbending.  Before all this, Gyatso had shown him their itinerary, and they’d been going south, toward Kiyoshi Island, and the South Pole wasn’t that far past Kiyoshi – at least, some of the Southern Water Tribe’s settlements weren’t.  Like Wolf Cove, the traditional capital and home of the Sea Wolf Tribe!
Yeah!
That’s where they’d be going, if it wasn’t for… all this.  It didn’t really help.  It’d be impossible to get all the way there without being caught or turned back or getting lost, especially in this weather.  There was a reason young monks were paired with teachers.   
Except…
Once, Gyatso had told him to be careful of doing impossible things.  That if you did something that people thought was impossible, you had to explain how you did it, so the spirits wouldn’t get confused and think you were a spirit, too, or worse.  There’d been a story of a man who had done three impossible things in one night and been transformed, eventually becoming a spirit no one could see or touch. 
But Aang was the avatar.  Aang was a spirit.  Doing the impossible was natural for him. 
And the impossible… it sounded easier than giving up. 
He wrote a note for Gyatso, so Gyatso could find him. 
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The storm was fierce.  The worst Aang had ever been in, and he was starting to worry.  A lot.  He was worried.  Especially for poor Appa!  He wasn’t the biggest or strongest flying bison out there, after all. 
He sheered away a strong wind with a blast of air from his hands, buying a little room to think.  If they’d been over land, he would have set down to try and wait things out…
A flash of light drew his attention.  Lightning?  No.  Storm spirits.  He watched, shielding his eyes from the wind and rain as the brightly glowing spirits formed a ring around him and Aapa, keeping pace with their flight easily.  They giggled and tumbled and grinned.  Aang couldn’t help but smile himself.  The world seemed… brighter, and the wind almost felt like it was blowing through Aang and Appa, instead of around them.  The edges of the tattoos on Aang’s hands almost looked like they were glowing, too vivid for the shadowy surroundings. 
Avatar, avatar, why have you come?  Why do you ride the storm? asked the lion-headed and lemur-tailed spirits. 
“I’m—” started Aang, the wind whipping his words away. 
Why do you leave your elders, little avatar?  Have you come to play? 
Play with us!
So many games!
Bend the storm wind!
We shall show you the destruction of air!
“I’d like that!” shouted Aang, so he could be heard over the howl of the storm.  “Except for the destruction part, I guess?  But I’m—I’m here because…”  There were lots of reasons he could give, but you were supposed to respect the spirits, and respect demanded honesty.  “I needed more time.”  Time to think, time to feel, time to still be himself. 
Time!  Time! chanted the storm spirits.  We will fetch it for you, world-spirit!  The storm spirits scattered, laughing.
Fetch it for him?  What did they mean by that? 
For a split second, Aang didn’t hate being the avatar. 
Then, the world regained reality and Appa rocked underneath Aang.  The storm raged—At least, that’s how ang would have described it if he hadn’t just seen the storm spirits and how happy they were. 
Aang tried to bend them a bubble in the storm.  But the natural winds were too fierce, and he could feel the spirits in them.  He hadn’t even known he could do that!
And then they hit the sea. 
Sister ice will welcome you into her house, little avatar!  And she has much time!
Aang didn’t remember anything else. 
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Red, White, & Royal Blue Movie Rant
Spoilers. All the spoilers. You've been warned.
I'm going to be talking pretty negatively about the movie, and if you don't want that, please, please scroll. I'm not trying to rain on anyone's parade. I know how important this movie is to a lot of people and the last thing I want is to upset anyone with my opinions. I just need to get my thoughts down. I'm a list autistic (yes, ha, like Alex).
My ramblings about this are not in any way meant to take away the importance of this movie. It is sacred in a way to a lot of people, the same way Harry Potter was when it came out (fuck JKR). It makes people feel seen despite how good or bad it is and that is important. This is my opinion on this piece of media as just a movie, as a thing. NOT as a concept that is good and needed and unashamed. I really hope this is the beginning of more feel-good queer movies. As a queer person, as an American in a time of trans-bills who is dating a trans person, this movie is powerful. But like, also bad. And I have opinions on it. 
So, I didn't like the movie. The mixture of the promos, the R rating, and the 90% it had on Rotten Tomatoes before it came out definitely got my hopes up. And I love the book. But in the end, I don't like the movie. I wasn't expecting something worthy of awards and critical acclaim, but I was expecting something more.
I think the reason I can say I didn't like the movie and not something more along the lines of, "I enjoyed it despite its problems," is because of how many issues I have with it. If it was just pacing, or just the cheesiness, or just an actor I think I would have liked it. But I pretty constantly went, "Oh, I don't like that." And the issues just kept stacking.
Going into it, I knew the main differences from the book were the lack of June and the fact Ellen and Oscar weren't divorced. And I think those two huge elements that play a part in Alex's character are really apparent in the movie. I thought Alex was kind of flat. I thought a lot of the characters were kind of flat. And this one is going to piss a lot of people off, but I didn't like Nicholas Galitzine's acting at all. I think the moment the movie went from enjoyably bad to bad bad for me is the last third where it's from Henry's perspective. The scene where he started browsing the books in the red room like that was particularly awkward and stilted. A lot of his scenes felt like that, like he was acting for a play or something. It wasn’t realistic. Since he’s a main character, it really did affect my opinion of the movie as a whole. 
Amy and Zarah were amazing. And Stephen Fry as the King did a great job. Taylor Zakhar Perez’s acting was on point, most of the time. I think some of my favorite scenes were Alex interacting with his mom, Zarah, Amy, and Nora at the beginning of the movie. Also, I fucking loved Nora. I wish she had been in the movie more, and also explicitly bisexual. And Pez. I just really wanted Nora/June/Pez, but I digress, not having that is not what made the movie unenjoyable for me.
I tried not to compare it to the book as a way to determine how good or bad it was. Like, when I heard June wasn't a character, I didn't immediately go, "Well, that means it going to be bad." But one of the great things about the book is the way all the characters interact with each other, not just Alex and Henry. We get to see what kind of relationship Alex and June have with their mom as their mom and as the president. We get to see the White House Trio be goofy but genius young adults figuring themselves out. Those were the moments that flesh the characters out and make you care about them. And there just really wasn’t very much of that in the movie.
The R rating made me happy, for one, because Alex says “fuck” so much in the books. His potty mouth is commented on. It is part of his character. It’s such an easy way to portray this very genuine and good character as someone who is still brash and a bit of an asshole. I had also hoped that the rating would help it feel like the book (says the person desperately trying not to compare it to the book). It is supposed to be sexy and fun on top of being unapologetically queer. But on the flip side, that was such a PG-13 movie and I have a feeling whoever decides the rating of movies was being homophobic. Because a gay sex scene is more “inappropriate” than a straight one. I also associate a level of maturity with R-rated movies, not because of more mature content but because the people consuming the movie and the movie itself should appeal to a more mature audience. If that makes sense. But it felt like a Hallmark and Disney’s ever so slightly more raunchy lovechild. 
The pacing immediately took me out of the movie. It was like watching a movie on 2x speed. I totally get why so many people thought it should be a mini-series or something. And I know they couldn't fit all 400 pages into a movie, but there have been adaptations before that do a solid job. I don't think RWRB did. I feel like Alex’s character development was flat and a bit magical—unnatural and unearned. Like, Henry apologizes and suddenly they are BFFs.
AND THE EMAILS. That’s what the whole ending conflict and it felt very much forgotten. We got the text messages and stuff, but when it came to the emails, it was just voiceovers. I think, like in the book where Alex thinks about private email servers (which is like my favorite joke in the book, it’s so layered in so many ways), there needed to be the equivalent of that in the movie before to bring attention to it. But this catalyst just kind of gets overlooked until it’s relevant.
And motherfucking Miguel Ramos. He felt like just a juvenile addition by being into Alex and being big bad because he’s into Alex. It was kind of icky in a way the book avoided. In the book, it was about politics, and while icky, they didn’t use a queer character to achieve the big conflict. His character, and really the whole progression, reminded me a lot of fanfiction written by a new writer. Like, the concept is good but the execution is what holds it back. 
Okay, so, I for sure have more things I disliked than things I liked, but I did appreciate the humor. It was the one part that 100% felt like the book. It was stupid and inappropriate, but witty and compelling. The direct quotes had me fangirling. Zarah, Amy, and Nora. Just ugh. I’m gay. Shaan? I also miss his sweet ass. 
I didn’t expect this movie to be perfect but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed. I’ll try watching it again when I’m not in hyperfixation mode. Thanks for coming to my TED talk.
EDIT: Also, Alex confirmed their relationship in the speech BEFORE the talk with the king. Like, Sir King Stephen Fry, it's already out there, man. The speech was supposed to take place after their talk with Philip and the King.
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Word has it
Synopsis: Caesar’s odd behaviour around you has led you to believe he’s plotting something behind your back. And you want to know what it is.
Pairing: Caesar x gn!reader
Warnings: profanity, reader threatens caesar via holding a project hostage, Caesar still doesn’t have a concept of personal space.
Word count: 3425
Notes: LO AND BEHOLD!! A collab between me and @lairu ! I wrote this, she was kind enough to provide me with two pieces to post along with this :’) You can find the two images underneath their respective scenes in this fic!
This fic can also be read as a standalone or as a continuation of Personal space? Never heard of her.
You wish you could say that Caesar was a constant. You wish you could tell people that once you stick around for a certain amount of time, Caesar’s behavior becomes the new normal. There was even a point in your time spent on Punk Hazard that you yourself believed that. However, recently, it was proven that your wishful thinking was very far from the truth.
Granted, even at this point, you suppose that there was some sort of pattern in his new behavior. He’d gravitate towards you whenever he felt bored or underwhelmed, bother you until you gave in and entertained him, only to then flee halfway through a conversation. You couldn’t even tell what it was that set him off; there was no pattern to it. And you tried finding one, you really did. It was truly confusing, considering how he’d bend in half for your attention only to dismiss it a few minutes later. It reminded you a bit of a cat that would lose all interest in something seconds after receiving it. You started wondering when he’d start biting you out of nowhere as well.
Considering that you now had to put up with Caesar for only half the time you used to, you weren’t exactly going to complain. In fact, you even mentioned it to Monet in the log, wondering if perhaps she had the same luck as you did. That’s where things got… interesting, if you could put it that way.
When you came back from your three weeks off to Monet telling you that she doesn’t know what you were talking about, all kinds of alarms started ringing in your mind. You must have read Monet’s entire log three times in a row, trying your best to grasp a full understanding of it before you jumped to conclusions. But after each time, one thing seemed clear to you; Caesar wasn’t acting normally. Or, well, as ‘normal’ as someone like him can be. A part of you wanted to hit yourself for not labeling his hot-and-cold attitude towards you as a red flag from the get-go. However, now, you knew better. And you believed that now, you were a lot more attentive to details.
Caesar let out the most dramatic sigh you’ve ever heard as the door to the laboratory’s makeshift ‘living room’ slid close. You barely gave him a glance as he made his way through the room, but with the way he carried himself, one could believe that he was the most overworked man on earth. Which you knew was very far from the truth.
He let out another sigh, just as loud as the last one and slightly forced. You knew damn well that he was fishing for attention here and had you been as tired as you usually are, you would’ve ignored him, but you felt like you were in a particularly good mood today. It wouldn’t hurt to actually willingly participate in his antics if you were energized enough to do so, no? “Tough day in the lab?” You asked as you kept your eyes fixed on your own task, completely missing the way he lit up a bit. It wasn’t every day that you actually initiated the conversation.
“Oh, horrid.” Caesar replied as he crashed on the couch, seeing nothing wrong with taking its entirety and practically shoving his feet in your lap so that he could spread out a bit more. One of his arms draped itself over his eyes as he laid on his back. So much for your task. It was a bit hard to work when your notebook got practically shoved out of your lap. “But luckily enough, I worked it out. Thermodynamics is nothing to a genius like me!” Considering that Caesar’s devil fruit works on gas but not temperature fluctuations, you doubt that it went as smoothly as he claims. But you decided not to comment on that and trigger one of his World Famous Bitchfits, instead opting for a quiet hum.
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“Now what have you been up to?” He questioned as soon as the silence stretched on for longer than he liked. Again with the personal questions. Ever since Monet’s message caught you off-guard, you’ve been noticing that Caesar asks a lot of questions regarding yourself nowadays. Which is weird, considering that it used to be all about him and even if you would have wanted to put some retroaction in, he would’ve cut you right off with another anecdote of his.
Which is why you’re suspecting that he might be planning something against you in particular. At first, you thought his odd behavior was a sign that he was going to go against Doflamingo himself, but that idea was quickly scratched because you understood that while Caesar isn’t exactly the most obedient of subordinates, he’s fully aware that Doflamingo is his shield against the World Government at the moment. And he’s smarter than fucking around and finding out what happens when you mess with Doflamingo.
“Not much,” you replied, casting him a side-glance. Though you were a little mistrustful of what he’d actually do, you were in a good enough mood to entertain him today. Without the usual insults that came with it. “Though I’m sure that with you around, it can be more bearable.” Caesar finally let his arm drop from his face and he tilted his chin at an odd angle towards you, squinting his eyes and pinching his lips together as if he was trying to figure out what your game plan is. You couldn’t blame him; if someone who was usually cold and distant suddenly engaged in a pleasant-sounding conversation with you, you’d do the same. You held his stare, confident that you had nothing to hide in the first place.
“Am I witnessing you finally coming out of your shell right now? I always thought you were genetically predisposed to being antisocial and rude!” He finally cried out with a slight twinge of sarcasm in his voice. All of a sudden, that good mood you were in was starting to dwindle… You wonder why.
Sucking your teeth in annoyance, you tear your eyes away from his gaze and bend over his bothersome legs to pick up your notebook. “If you’d asked Monet how I am with others, you would’ve found out that the problem doesn’t stem from me.” You shot back, earning a dramatic gasp from the man. You didn’t need to cast him a look to know that he was probably holding a hand to his chest as if he were an innocent person being accused of a moral transgression.
“As far as I’m concerned, I’ve never been anything but nice to you.” Caesar turned his head away and lifted his chin a little, crossing his arms over his chest. You’d never seen a fully grown man pout like a child like this before, and yet here you are. You could swear that the hissing of gas that usually accompanied him got a little louder and sharper. Did it fluctuate with his mood? You never noticed.
You patted his ankle, which still lay in your lap despite Caesar’s half-baked fit. “Now, now. I was saying things the objective way. I didn’t intend to hurt.” You said in a tone that dripped with half-hearted sarcasm. “Did I hurt your pride? Do you want me to kiss it better?” You added with a mean smile sent his way.
His feet whipped out of your lap so quickly that you almost yelped at the sudden movement. The self-proclaimed mad scientist shot a disdainful look at you before rising up to his feet. You frowned at his less than necessary actions. “Did I really upset you?” You asked. It would be crazy if you had. You’d said worse things in the past that didn’t get this sort of violent reaction from him. And, maybe for that very reason, you felt a bit bad about it. “Come on, I really wasn’t serious.” You added and you could not believe that you were trying to accommodate him so that he’d stay. Usually you’d rejoice in his storming off like he was doing at the moment.
Yet, nothing you could say seemed to change his mind. Caesar stomped through the room and somehow managed to slam the sliding door shut behind him, causing you to flinch at the loud metallic noise. His sudden foul mood soured yours as well as you stared at the door in shock. Seriously, what was his deal? You couldn’t figure him out at all. And, considering that it seemed to be a personal thing, it didn’t sit well with you. Caesar’s short fuse could be a potential problem for you in the future and you’d rather be aware of how to deal with it efficiently before it blows up in your face.
It was now your turn to jump up from your spot on the couch. If this bastard was planning a coup against you, you were going to find out and you were going to find out now.
It wasn’t that hard to find him. You did it rather quickly, thus not giving enough time for yourself to cool down and think of a possible alternative to this situation that you were about to impose on him. But then again, Caesar has gotten on your nerves so often these past few weeks that you feel it’s only fair that you give him some emotional distress yourself. And it’s not like you were going to psychologically torture him; you simply needed to get him in a panicked state of mind. It was very easy to get him there, if you knew which buttons to push (which you had ample time to learn about since you were deployed here). The result was exactly what you felt was needed for him to confess about any undermining plots he may have.
You stepped into the laboratory without bothering to knock. And your patience for Caesar thinned even more when the man shot you a nasty glare for interrupting him. Though he didn’t seem to be doing much at the moment. So much so that you feared you weren’t going to be able to get what you needed from him. “Have you never learned how to knock?!” He screeched as he turned towards you, already shooing you with his hands. With the slight side step he took to do so, you finally spotted exactly what you were looking for. “Leave!”
Without awarding him with so much as a word in exchange, you crossed the laboratory with a neutral expression and stopped right on the other side of the table he was currently at. Seeing your impassive face, Caesar ended up more perplexed than anything. Some of his anger faded as he finally dropped his hand to his side and stared at you with slightly furrowed brows, yet again trying to figure out what may possibly be going through your head. Good. That gave you enough time to quickly snatch the oversized erlenmeyer sitting between the two of you filled with some heavy gaseous substance that he was most likely using at the moment. You held the glass container in one hand and took various steps back to create some space between the two of you before he could get it back from you. You were cautious enough to stay out of his range of power, as well.
“What are you– give that back!” Caesar shrieked. You shook your head, unable to hold back the vicious smile forming on your face as you held out the erlenmeyer to taunt him. He let out a scream. “Stop! Stop! Don’t move it! It’s not stable yet!” He cried out and you immediately stopped your shaking, though you were still ready to start it again and ruin whatever it was he was doing with this compound.
“Why have you been so weird lately?” You asked. Caesar’s eyes remained focused on the delicate substance in your hands, practically ignoring you. Possibly unintentionally so. “Caesar! I said, “ why have you been so weird lately?”!” You repeated a bit louder, finally getting his attention. He looked at you like a deer in headlights.
“I don’t know what you mean,” you call bullshit. So, instead, you gave the erlenmeyer a good shake and squinted your eyes at him, conveying that you weren’t buying it. He screeched and took a few steps forward to catch up with you but you held out a hand in warning.
“Ah! Come closer and I drop it.” You warned him.
“You wouldn’t dare.” He hissed back. You simply shrugged.
“Tell me why you’ve been acting so weirdly lately and nothing gets destroyed.” You repeated and the scientist let out an exasperated cry, throwing his arms up in the air.
“I don’t fucking know what you mean! I’ve been doing nothing!” He yelled.
“You have been doing something! Something’s going on in your head and I want to know what it is!” You screamed to match his volume. “And if you don’t..!” You started shaking the substance in circles and, though it technically looked like a gas in there, it seemed to sway with your movement.
“Stop it!” Caesar shrieked. You insisted that he tell you once more, still shaking the glassware. “There’s fucking nothing!” You still weren’t sold.
“No? Then you won’t mind if I…” And your grip on the neck of the erlenmeyer started slipping. You weren’t here to fuck around, after all.
As it dipped down a few inches, Caesar cried out with a gasp and he stretched out a hand, as if hoping he could catch it from all the way over there without taking a single step forward. Though he soon noticed that the bottle was still hanging from your hand and instead of slouching in relief, he remained tense as he stared at you with wide eyes and a still outstretched hand. “Don’t!”
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“Tell me why you’ve been so weird lately!” You replied in the same, obnoxiously loud volume as him. You gave the substance an even harsher stir. You think you heard Caesar sob a little. “Tell me why–”
“Because you make me feel weird!” He roared louder than the two of you had been yelling for the past few moments. You abruptly stopped your tormenting and frowned at him while he seemed to cower on himself a little, appalled by what he had just said.
“I make you feel weird?” You replied calmly, grimacing in confusion. That could mean anything. Caesar remained obstinately silent, his hands clenched into fists at his sides and avoiding eye contact. “So you weren’t… planning to kill me or anything?” You added, just to be sure.
A part of you knew fully well that he wasn’t half bad at putting up an act. He could still be playing you right now, but the way that he seemed more uncomfortable than ever at the moment felt too genuine, even by Caesar’s usual standards.
“Kill you?” He repeated, staring at you equally as confused as you were, staring at him. “Why would I want to kill you?”
“You’re a complicated person, I wouldn’t fuckin’ know.” You said with a shrug that was cut halfway through when Caesar almost whimpered and you were reminded that you still held his oh, so important compound. You stilled for the sake of his impending heart attack. “The hell does ‘make me feel weird’ mean?” The man clicked his tongue in annoyance and looked away once more, pursing his lips in a frown. You tapped on the glass of the erlenmeyer to remind him of the hostage you’d taken and he was brought back into the present in no time.
“It means…” You’d never seen someone struggle with saying something so much in your life. It almost seemed like he was having physical pain from just trying to force out whatever it was he was trying to force out. You remained dead silent and careful not to agitate the compound, hoping that it would make Caesar finally spit out what he had to say. He groaned and pressed his fists to his forehead. A bit dramatic, if you were allowed to say it. Surely it wouldn’t cause his death, so why the hell is he so pressed over this?
With your patience wearing thin, you let the erlenmeyer slip from your grasp a bit more. Maybe if you put him under some stress again, he’ll open up. However, upon noticing it, Caesar grumbled something under his breath akin to ‘fuck it’ and walked around the table at a brisk pace.
“Ah! Keep your distance or I'll drop it!” You exclaimed, holding out a hand in front of you as he approached you faster than you’d like.
“It’s already ruined.” He muttered as he slapped your wrist away. You barely had time to react as he leaned down, grasped your cheeks in his gloved hands rather harshly and practically yanked your face towards his to kiss you.
You found it was within your right to have quite the reaction to this by flinching and dropping the flask dangling in your hand. The noise seemed to have taken Caesar by surprise because he pulled away and once there was more space separating the two of you, you finally felt able to breathe again.
Whatever was in the erlenmeyer turned out to be a volatile substance but before it could do more than slightly daze you (though that could have also been the result of being kissed when you were absolutely not expecting it), Caesar managed to take care of it with his Devil Fruit. You took that opportunity to grasp his wrists and lightly tug his hands away from your cheeks. “So, uh…” You started, hesitating when your lips still tingled a bit and your heart threatened to beat loudly enough to bruise you from the inside. “Message received. Loud and clear.” What else could you say right now?
Seeing as the momentary frustration Caesar felt had finally dissipated along with his ruined experiment, he fully pulled away from your grasp, looking down at the floor with slightly flushed cheeks as he kicked away the sharp shards of glass littered around the two of you. “Look at what you did. Made such a mess.” He muttered, though the mess should be the least of his worries at the moment. It surely was the least of yours. “Couldn’t you have just kept your nose out of my business?!”
“Unfortunately, your business concerns me.” You replied, pressing your lips together to try and at least diminish the sensation lingering on them. You’re sort of glad that you dropped the glassware when you did, because you’re afraid that you might have kissed him back if you hadn’t.
“Like hell it does,” he replied with a self-deprecating huff before crouching on the floor to pick up the bigger pieces of glass. Even at a little over a quarter of his height, he wasn’t that much smaller than you. You could tell that the way he felt about his… feelings wasn’t positive. And, now that you think about it, his behavior makes a lot of sense. Considering that you’re only here for a job, it could be completely uncalled for if he were to develop feelings for you. Borderline unprofessional, if you will. It totally makes sense now why he’d flee from you at the drop of a hat. Caesar has horrible emotional coping techniques.
You couldn’t help but ponder over it all. Sure, you think he’s a bit of a pain, and you find him utterly annoying, but it puzzles you that you actually enjoyed that kiss. Was this the result of being married to your job? “It’s your business until you tell Joker and get transferred and I’ll–” In any case, you decided that you could worry about the details later. You couldn’t stand Caesar finishing that whingeing sentence, so instead you decided to promptly shut him up by kissing him, seeing as how it was the only thing on your mind at the moment.
Thank goodness that you felt him sway a bit before he fell ass first into shards of glass and were able to stabilize him by holding onto his shoulder with your free hand. He let out a muffled grunt of surprise against your mouth before you parted. “Not a word to Joker about this.”
Caesar nodded, as dazed as you had been when he was the one who took you by surprise earlier. “Agreed.”
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Ikemen Prince | Chevalier Michel | G | 1.2k words ao3 link
Twenty facts about Chevalier Michel.
A/N: Chevalier Character Study Attempt Number 2. In this one, I leaned towards a particular flavor of his characterization. No spoilers for Sariel's route (I haven't read too far yet to include new info about Chev); just rambling about expansionist!Chevalier.
1. Emotions have always been a foreign concept to him.
1.1. The first emotion he’d learned was fear.
Not him as an active subject but of him. The object of the emotion. It started with the eyes: how people’s eyes slid away from him, even though he had to tilt his chin up and remained looking at them. Then came the head, how it bowed down, almost subservient. Then both the voice and the body: a trembling that could not be hidden, but painstakingly restrained lest they appeared weak to a child like him.
It’s then that Chevalier had to learn the necessity of observation.
2. Chevalier has eidetic memory. 
Paired with observation, it allows Chevalier the capability of absorbing and assessing information.
(A sharp memory has its drawbacks, however. Chevalier, up to this day, remembers with vivid clarity the emotion his mother displayed when he was found blood-soaked in his bedroom, a knife in hand, a corpse at his feet.)
3. He is a natural with swords.
Every hilt fits in his hand, as if they all are made for him.
4. He is a natural with everything else.
It’s why he’s called a genius. It only takes him a glance and he will have mastered it. They call it abnormal, this phenomenon, a once-in-a-lifetime blessing (curse?). His parents should have been proud of it, of him, but – 
5. For a short period of time, he knew of his mother's love.
A father’s – that’s another story.
6. He knows of love through books.
It’s how he’s identified in retrospect the queen’s fleeting love of him.
6.1. His understanding of human emotions comes from books.
There’s knowing, there’s understanding, and there’s experiencing. Chevalier possesses the first two, never the last. There is a difference between them: knowing is not understanding, understanding is not experiencing. One can know without having to understand, and one can understand without having to experience. Knowing is a matter of identifying, and understanding is a matter of identifying patterns. If, then. A conditional statement. If I am kind to you, then you will be kind to me. A cause and effect. A reciprocation.
If I show you what I can do, then you will listen to me.
7. He has a strong sense of responsibility.
There’s a difference between responsibility and obligation. In responsibility, you take; in obligation, you receive. Chevalier takes, because he understands that power is a responsibility.
8. He knows the value of a life.
Despite how easily he takes them.
(He knows and understands the physics of swordblade cutting flesh and bone. He has experienced it.)
9. As a royal, Chevalier decided long ago that his existence is solely in the service of his kingdom.
9.1. It doesn’t matter if he does not become king; the responsibility still remains.
10. Contrary to popular belief, Chevalier is a simple creature.
He only wants one thing and one thing only: the continued existence of Rhodolite.
10.1. This makes him a straightforward and narrow-focused man.
(In this vein he is ruthless but predictable.)
10.1.1. To the point that morality and ethics are just mere suggestions, not pillars to be unquestionably followed.
(What are morality and ethics when faced with existential questions?)
10.1.2. He's a fierce advocate of pragmatism.
10.1.2.1. Ideals are a dream, unfit for the waking world.
(One can argue that his goal for Rhodolite is an ideal – thus a dream – in itself.)
11. It baffles him that people think he’s difficult to understand.
12. Chevalier adheres to a particular taxonomy.
Everything in the world can be classified by its degree of usefulness to him. The higher the usefulness, the more likely he wields its name.
In some cases, usefulness and worth are synonymous with each other.
13. As a lover of books, he has a keen relationship with words.
(In another life he would make a formidable lawyer.)
14. He doesn’t care what others think of him.
But he does acknowledge the power of a collective. He still is, after all, just one person. Against many, it can be challenging to sway hearts and minds. Compromise is crucial. A constraint, sure, but a crucial one.
Only to an extent.
(He is still called the Brutal Beast in spite of these constraints. One wonders what would happen if a beast roams free, unencumbered.)
15. Like all other princes, Chevalier works towards a prosperous Rhodolite – without enemies, without threats.
Leon calls it peace. Chevalier calls it order.
16. Unifying the kingdoms in the region is but a logical conclusion to Chevalier’s goal.
If they are to achieve true peace, then it follows that all wars must cease. Wars, by definition, are waged by different nation-states with each other. What else is the solution except eliminating borders?
(The question of civil wars remains, but Chevalier has a lifetime’s worth of experience in quelling internal problems.)
17. He is a manager, not a leader.
A leader inspires and bestows hope upon his followers. He is better off as the face of a group. But a manager – 
A manager controls. Organizes. Oversees the system so that the ship runs smoothly. Takes care of any mishaps. Deals with risks and threats. Handles everything down to its minute details. He works to maintain a functioning body. He works to maintain its existence.
Leon, Chevalier acknowledges, is a leader. People look to him for guidance and assurance. He’s certainly charismatic enough for it.
But Chevalier doesn’t need to be at the forefront to achieve his goal. He doesn’t need to be a king to bring into reality what he wants for Rhodolite. It’s actually better that way: to become king is to be exposed to constant scrutiny. If he wants results (as all managers want), then it is best if he works amidst fewer prying eyes.
That way, there is less constraint and more freedom to do what needs to be done.
18. He believes that the Belle system is a flawed and absurd system.
(Why put the fate of a kingdom onto a young, naïve girl who has neither knowledge of, understanding, or experience in politics and governance? Who in their right mind would do that?)
19. He does not see himself as superior to everybody else.
Comparison displeases him. It does not work that way. You work with what you have. You improve what you have. To the point where you can weaponize it. This is so your worth will never disappear.
20. Chevalier is not a perfect man.
What is perfection anyway? It’s just an arbitrary measure for things people find sacred and uncanny.
Whatever they say of him – perfect, a beast, inhuman, monster, someone removed from humanity – Chevalier knows that he cannot do everything. He deals with the cards he's given. And where he lacks, he fills the gaps by utilizing what's around him. Skill, talent, capability, resources – they are useless if you don’t know how to wield them.
Perfection does not exist. And if it does, it’s just an illusion. It’s all semantics, anyway.
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