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#it should've never been canon

professional-bulshitter · 2 months

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so so I finally found words for it but there is no way Annie as a character is meant to be with Jeff,,, and yes this does come from a place of hate for anything even remotely related to JeffAnnie but it's also more than that and totally based on their behavior towards each other throughout the seasons but I just found the perfect moment that incapsulates it

and that is in 4x13 Advanced Intro to Finality wherein Jeff is ready to graduate and there's sorta paintball with the darkest timeline and all that (which just saying is such a cool fucking setup but this is not the post where I talk about it) and both the Annie's (from the normal and darkest timeline) are facing off against each other,,, what the evil Annie tries to persuade the normal Annie with is the fact that they (jeff and her) are sleeping together in this alternate future and normal Annie literally responds with, and I quote, "No-one is supposed to sleep with him. Not even me." let that sink in

Now does this seem like somebody who has a serious romantic crush/is in love with the guy? What it seems like to me is a case of admiration (as a person and a human being) which is further warped into her assuming it's love because that's what we're supposed to do and told to do by society... What is more she obviously views Britta as a woman who (might not be the smartest and I will always hate on how the show ruined her character) but is still recognised and acknowledged as a woman,, something that Annie feels alienated from since most people look at her and tend to infantilize her (which is also a part in her dynamic with Jeff which is just,, n o),,, so a lot of the tines she tends to look at britta's choice of partners to turn to, to fall in love with (obv this is something that I derived from the 6 seasons laid out before me but this is my opinion and yeah)

and yeah the question then becomes why didn't she do the same with Shirley,,, number 1. Shirley is obviously in a different place in her life with her husband and kids,,, number 2. Shirley and her also have quite a big age gap which is again only widened by number 1,,, and number 3, if you notice properly there are episodes wherein you can see her try to emulate Shirley,,, the easiest and most off the top of my head example being the one where they are the campus security together which does end with her professing that she wants to be a grown powerful woman like her.

Now, if we talk about her other main crush, talking about Troy here throughout the first few seasons,,, it's again based a lot on her admiration for him for being popular and again THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DO AND WANT TO BE especially when you're literally at the sidelines of the high school hierarchy so much so that you would busy your ass to score good and do good but still never be known by anyone or acknowledged for anything you do,,, and she technically knew nothing about him which at most i can grant her being infatuated w him and yeah

and most of her attraction to anyone feels very surface level,, in the this-is-what-i've-seen-people-do-so-this-is-what-i-need-to-do-as-well,, instead of being properly attracted in a,,, i want to be romantically with you sense,,, she's essentially creating a fairytale of her life and idealising it and all the models she has for them are heterosexually inclined,, so this is the kind of behavior she ends up adopting and emulating,,

so a large part of Annie's behavior I do chalk up to heterosexual compulsivity (or comphet) because there are moments throughout wherein she shows more admiration and love for women than men in a i-want-to-be-with-you kind of way (and it would be really interesting to look at her struggle as a difficulty to differentiate btw I want to be her,,, and I want to be with her)

a large part of her character is also so interesting to me because of the fact that it feels like she gets away from the writers quite a bit,,, because a lot of the instances you can see how the writers want her to be perceived vs how she ends up being perceived by us (but that's true for most things related to media concerning the expected reception vs the actual reception)

i didn't know this was going to end up being a lesbian or at least queer Annie post either,, but apparently that's my truth and I stand by it

(also I do acknowledge the fact that the part of all this (the part about her being queer) can be chalked up to my own desires and biases and a little bit of projection but regardless,,, in any case, JeffAnnie is still weird and bad and doesn't really fit for their characters regardless (technically for both of theirs but this too long already) and I'm a firm believer of that (anti JeffAnnie till the day I die fr)

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americankimchi · 3 months

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thinkin bout how i'm really glad rey wasn't a kenobi. narratively it would've been really fucking funny to have a kenobi spawn right when skywalker shit got real again like some sort of cosmic immune response by the force but like. nah. it wouldn't have made sense.

#personal #also i really enjoy obitine but only as exes #like they could never have been an endgame due to their disparate views #and it also irritated me to just reduce their complicated dynamic to an excuse for rey to be related to an established character #rey should've just been herself. it would've made the story more poignant. but now canonically palpatine fucks so that's that i guess

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mye-chi · 9 months

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1 or 22 for the ask game-?

aaa sorry for how long this took! the worst thing about maladaptive daydreaming is that i'll daydream about doing something and then... not do it...

here is the ask game!

1. the character everyone gets wrong

oo this one is a bit tricky since i think aphverse has the greatest potential for completely different interpretations of characters. for instance, i really enjoy dante as a quiet blank-faced character while others characterized him as a earnest, youthful teen—and both are amazing! there's lots of content to pull from and rarely will i go "this is wrong."

but to answer the question, i feel like laurance or vylad might be a good contender but i'm not as familiar with their character so my vote is prettiest girl ever aphmau!

sometimes when i read rewrite proposals for aphmau's character there's always a need to reject the fact she's a self insert. like, some people will groan endlessly about how aphmau is a mary-sue and then project themselves on aphmau anyway? but it's okay when they do it because it's for stuff like acne or other unconventional standards.

like i once read someone claiming their aphmau is "feminist" because she can fight for herself... which is... so frustrating. not only does aphmau maintain a high-ranking position as lord, not only is she seen defending herself multiple times, but the guards are there to protect her and the village. and even then your character can be feminist without wielding a sword at all! she's not anti-feminist for having her literal guards protect her!

the more people look down on aphmau for being a "mary sue" the more i want to embrace those characteristics. she is the most gorgeous woman alive, everyone does love her, and she used to be literally god. she's also a silly anime protaginist who wants to take care of the people she loves. what about it!

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

DANTE AND APHMAU'S RELATIONSHIP DEVELOPMENT

with one mistake dante lost his entire family. not only was the catalyst for his brother's dead but everyone in the village had forgotten about him. he wants revenge on his older brother but still keeps the broken amulet gene gifted him for comfort. the idea anyone would ever want to stay with him is unfathomable.

then aphmau comes along and she offers him to become her guard. it takes time but he slowly warms up to phoenix drop. then aphmau leaves one day and he waits by the gate. he waits and he waits and he waits. for fifteen years he waits for aphmau to return home because she's become his family.

it is my cosmic need for rebirth to continue because there jess was totally setting up that aphmau would learn gene was a bad person through dante and auuuuugh. can you imagine the drama? i love them so much you don't even understand.

#will personally never forgive mys for making fun of dante's abandonment issues and turning him into travis 2.0 >:|#he never should've been a serial cheater and he's canonically pretty!! stop trying to convince me he's rizzless!!!#( 💌 ) ⸻ frills answers #ask game

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niccerooniererer · 1 year

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Just realized that the kind of likely, or at least could be the reason we're already getting a whole new gameria set up is probably cuz of the ton of idiot fans who are like "NEW GAME???? NEW GAME PLS?????!!!???" and man. Man

Tbh I'd be happier if we just got the old games set up for Steam

Especially the platformers, though I do get if that would be like, a bit to figure out for Matt

Like thinking about it, he hadn't really coded anything but gamerias for a while now, and that sounds damn exhausting if you ask me

Tho I do get that in the end it's their choice

Still though, or even like something that's not Papa Louie

Though I also know they can't do that because it would inevitably get way less recognition as they are known for making gamerias

#just thinking about stuff #anyways that negativity aside I.#still think it would be funny of Zak won next chefs #as the job seems like something you can't get out of or can't be taken out from #as you can't really get a gameover #it would mean no matter how much he slacked in the job in canon. he wouldn't be able to be fired #imagine putting him there w a fierce woman who would kick his ass each time #I also feel like he'd only serve people he likes #he would also always be late #not cuz of oversleeping but because he's just Like That #louie himself first ever feeling like he invested in the wrong guy #it's not Zak trapped in a job #it's Louie stuck with the guy who never should've been given a job #I think I might make an AU where he's just a chef everywhere #yes. everywhere you heard me #I feel like he would also snack on the job #imagine letting him in the freezeria kitchen. bro takes the mango sauce home #oh he would also def get his hair in the food

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eviltoxicmosssauce · 2 years

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so i keep seeing stuff about how in the finale, arthur was originally supposed to tell merlin he loved him.

but okay think about it. what if he had? what if those were his dying words?

merlin never would've been able to say it back. they never would've been together. arthur would've died, and merlin would've lived on, alone, knowing there was so much more between them that he'd lost.

he would've known he was loved back, but it would've been too late.

letting the dialogue stay that way would've made the finale so many times more heartbreaking. i wish we'd had closure on their relationship, but i wish it didn't have to be said, like so many other important things, only when it was too late.

#and that also raises the issue of gwen and arthur #if merlin ever returned to camelot #he'd never be able to look her in the eye again #knowing how arthur felt for him #and knowing he'd lied to her #for so many years #i don't know #5x13 hurt me i will never emotionally recover #but a confession at the way end would've given more questions than answers #and ultimately would give even less closure than never confessing #just my thoughts ;w;#merthur should've been canon but it should've been canon much much earlier so they would actually have a chance to be together #bbc merlin #merlin bbc #merlin #arthur pendragon #merthur #merlin and arthur

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acacia-may · 1 year

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I swore I wasn't going to ever post this one but have to decided to say "to heck with it" and put it up anyway. 😂 I have nothing to say for myself and apologize to Langris, Vanessa, Finral, and Finesse (whose situation I have just made all the more complicated than it already was in the canon 😅)...

Description: "Did you just kiss me out of spite?" Never in a million years would Langris have ever believed there was anything in the world that could have possibly led him to a moment in which that drunk witch would be saying those words to him. But somewhere between too many drinks making him honest and revelations from Finral regarding his relationship with Finesse drudging up something he had long kept buried, Langris lost his grip on his tightly guarded emotions and began to live the impossible. And Vanessa was not going to let him off so easy for it.

OR There are a lot of very good reasons that Langris Vaude doesn't drink. This is the story of one of them.

Rating: T (For Language (including some crude insults), Drunkenness, and Descriptive Depiction of Kissing)

Warnings: Unhealthy Coping, Excessive Drinking, Drunkenness, Jealousy, Unhealthy Relationships, Language (including some crude insults), and Poor Decision Making

Fandom: Black Clover

Genre: Unrequited Love, Jealousy, Drunken Confessions, French Kissing, Friendship/Love, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Strained Friendships, Unexpected Friendships and Eventually Friendship Bonding and Hurt/Comfort. Definitely Canon-Divergent--AU.

Relationships: Vanessa Enoteca and Langris Vaude (Friends, Pairing, It's Complicated...so whatever you want honestly), (onesided) Langris/Finesse, (unconfirmed?) one-sided Vanessa/Finral, Finral/Finesse (have a happy and functional relationship that is mentioned here), Finral, Vanessa, & Langris friendship, Finral & Vanessa friendship, and Langris & Finral brotherly relationship

Characters: Langris Vaude, Vanessa Enoteca, and Finral Roulacase (Finesse Calmreich is mentioned)

Word Count: 2483

Link to original post on AO3. Please do not repost to another site.

This story was inspired by something @delirious-donna said in a response to an ask of mine once about whether or not there's a universe where Vanessa had kissed both Finral and Langris. This is what I came up with for such a universe, and it wouldn't leave me alone until it was written.

Thank you for indulging me and reading!

Story below the cut:

“I’m sorry…you’ve what ?” hissed Langris through his teeth—his fingers beginning to shake as they curled around his nearly empty glass. He had lost track of how many drinks this was, but it was more than enough to make him feel woozy and agitated. Probably why his emotions were currently getting the best of him.

Finral blushed a beet-red and stared at his twisting, fidgeting hands. He swallowed hard before taking a long swig of the clear liquid swirling around in his glass. “Well…um…look…it’s really not that big of a deal…”

“Not a big deal?” Langris interjected, more forcefully than he had been intending.

“Boys. Boys. Calm down. You’re both pretty,” Vanessa teased—drunk and giggly—in what was clearly an attempt to defuse the tension. It didn’t work.

“When did this happen? Where was your chaperone?” he demanded—realising only after he had asked that he didn’t really want to know the answers to these questions.

Finral spluttered—his cheeks flaming, but he eventually stumbled, “We were outside—in her garden. The groundskeepers and servants were supposed to be keeping an eye on us, but they weren’t really watching. It wasn’t a long kiss. There wasn’t even any—” His brother stopped abruptly as he caught sight of Langris glaring daggers at him, positively infuriated and, due to copious amounts of alcohol, unable to even try to hide it.

He immediately pushed back from the bar—standing up to his full height and waving his finger in Finral’s face as his words slurred, “You…you rake! You cad! You… manwhore !”

“Hey!” interjected Vanessa pushing him back—causing him to teeter just a little in his drunken stupor and to remember exactly why he hated drinking. “That was uncalled for.”

With a mortified expression, Finral fidgeted, but he sighed, rubbing his temples in confusion. “I don’t understand, Langris. She’s my fiancée, and I just kissed her. You were engaged to her a lot longer than me—didn’t you ever…?”

“No,” Langris cut him off with a stern glare, though a blush rose quickly and infuriatingly in his cheeks. He scowled. “Unlike you, I actually have self-control.”

“For goodness sakes, Langris,” laughed Vanessa sloshing around her wine glass before refilling it for the umpteenth time. “Don’t be such a prude. So he kissed her—from all accounts chastely —it’s not the end of the world. It’s not Finral’s fault that you didn’t kiss Finesse when you had the chance.”

Langris’s face grew incredibly hot. He was sure it must be flaming red as he slammed his glass down on the bar counter and curled his shaking hands into fists. “That is not what this is about! I couldn’t care less about that.”

It was a bold-faced lie, and Langris was sure Vanessa knew it from the way she quirked her eyebrows at him. “They’re engaged to be married, Langris,” she said, pointedly meeting his eyes. “Of course they’re going to kiss. It’s really not a big deal.”

Despite being a blushy, flustered mess, Finral somehow managed, “Yeah, Langris. Really…it really wasn’t this big…”

“Oh really?” he spat—a fire rising in his chest as he cut his brother off. “Not a big deal, huh?” His legs began to shake as much as his hands which he unfurled and waved about in the flood of feelings he couldn’t even begin to stifle. His grip on his emotions was slipping farther and farther away, and his thoughts were quickly becoming an emotionally-charged, impulsive and intoxicated jumble. More concerning than that, however, was the fact he didn’t care in the slightest and just allowed them to spill into his movements, his expressions, his words… “Fine. I suppose if that’s true, you won’t mind if I do this—!”

Langris was sure he would’ve never performed the actions which followed if he hadn’t been completely and utterly drunk. He would have never leaned across the bar. Would have never flung his arms around Vanessa’s neck. Would have never pulled her flush against him. And definitely would have never pressed his trembling lips against hers. Even looking back on it, he could never be sure what exactly had been going through his head at the moment. It was entirely possible that for once in his life, it was completely and totally empty .

Only when he felt her startle and stiffen in shock and confusion, did his mind fill with realisation and panic, and he immediately felt overwhelmingly guilty and embarrassed. He pulled away from her—red-faced and ready to apologise, but she merely laughed at him with something sparkling in her eyes—disbelief? Amusement, perhaps?

“Did you just kiss me out of spite?”

Wondering if he had ever been quite so embarrassed, Langris descended into strange, indistinguishable flustered splutters and almost completely forgot to turn to look at the expression of utter horror on his brother’s face. After several deep breaths that did very little to calm him down, Langris bristled and a frown spread between his crimson cheeks. “Well…I…”

Rather than smack him, as he was sure he probably deserved for that indecent display, Vanessa snaked her arms around his neck. He could have sworn he saw her glance over at a bewildered Finral before she turned her attention back to him with a wink—her mouth twitching in amusement with a low, flirtatious, “That was a good try, baby. But you’re so stiff—it’s like kissing a brick wall.” Chuckling, she winked at him again and licked her lips. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

Langris swallowed hard as she tangled a hand in his hair and stroked his cheek with the other. Her gaze was focused, intense enough to make him shiver, before her eyes fluttered closed and she tilted his chin towards her—stopping a mere breath away from his lips. He supposed he deserved to be teased like this, after having kissed her like that, and he was about ready to pull away with a scowl on his face that he was sure must be blushing furiously, when she cupped his chin in her hand and whispered, “It’s about the anticipation.”

“Va…Vanessa…” Finral squeaked—his voice cracking like a lovesick schoolboy, in protest. Vanessa had such a soft spot for his brother—surely, she wouldn’t kiss him after that, Langris thought, even if she wanted to teach him a lesson. But he was wrong.

Her lips were soft as they first brushed against his, but they quickly turned frantic, coaxing and, dare he even admit it, fiery . He nearly yelped as she caught his bottom lip between her teeth and felt her tongue dart into his mouth as soon as he parted his lips enough for it to slip through. What the actual hell?

Though he hadn’t the slightest clue what was going on, or where this fire—this spite, perhaps—of hers was even coming from, he wasn’t about to let her have this power play, and he poked at her tongue with his own—eventually darting around it to her lips—a bit chapped and winey as he ran his tongue across them, causing her mouth to curve into a smile.

“You Vaude boys really have no idea what to do with your hands, do you?” she teased as she pulled away just enough to catch the warm breath that brushed up against his skin. Langris frowned, following her gaze to his hands which were frozen—like rigid and awkward claws in front of his chest. He might be drunk and clueless about what was going on, but he wasn’t about to admit she was right. “You can put them in my hair if you want. Or around my neck.”

“That is enough!” insisted Finral who was probably even redder than Langris was, which was saying a lot. “I am never going to unsee that! Alright, Langris, you were right. It was a big deal, and I’m sorry.”

Despite his complete and utter embarrassment, Langris couldn’t help but feel a bit smug about seeing his brother admit defeat and grovel like this. Vanessa, however, seemed intent on adding insult to injury and continued, “That was good though. I especially liked what you did with your tongue.” She winked at him, and Langris’s stomach coiled as his cheeks burned. What in the world was wrong with this woman? He knew she was touchy feely but goodness! Was she in the habit of kissing men she barely knew in this way?

Wait… The thought gave him pause and though his mind was clouded, something began to click in it. “Have you kissed my brother too?”

With a hum, Vanessa’s mouth twitched into a teasing smile, “Yes. Want to know who was better?”

Langris cleared his throat—blushing furiously. That hadn’t been his intention in asking.

“It’s not a competition!” Finral stammered, clearly flustered in drunken ramblings. “And besides, that was my first kiss. I’ve gotten a lot better at kissing since then so it wouldn’t really be a fair comparison.”

“My hair got caught on your earring. I’m going to say Langris wins just for that,” teased Vanessa, and Finral frowned. “Though if you’d like to try again, be my guest…”

Flushing, Finral shivered and spluttered before declaring in a shaking voice, “I am…I am in a relationship! Lady…Lady Finesse is the only…the only one…! I’m not going to kiss anyone that isn’t her anymore!” He nodded though his face swiftly grew splotchy with flushes of pinks and beet red. “O…Okay?” he asked, and Langris couldn’t help but wonder if he was trying to convince himself more than him and Vanessa. Langris scowled. He knew Finral had issues with commitment, but this was just ridiculous.

It seemed Vanessa also thought so, as she huffed—rolling her eyes before finishing another glass of wine. “Fine,” she replied through her teeth as she poured a shot of something clear and swirling for herself and downed it as well. Something in her expression made Langris’s stomach twist.

“Goo—good! That’s settled then.” Finral swallowed hard. “Let’s just agree to never talk about this again, okay?”

Vanessa nodded, and Langris, in his mortification, wasn’t about to argue. Finral rubbed his head. “I think I need to lie down. I’m gonna be so hungover tomorrow…” He stumbled over to one of the long, leather benches in the restaurant’s waiting area, and it wasn’t long before his groggy, disgruntled mumblings about being “scarred for life” drifted into steady, deep breathing and quiet snores.

Vanessa poured herself another shot—before returning to wine which seemed to be her liquor of choice, if Langris had to venture a guess. He, however, decided to cut himself off before he did something else he’d no doubt regret as soon as he was sober again. He swallowed hard. “Look, Vanessa…”

“Don’t worry about it,” she cut him off with a wave of her wine glass. “It’s fine. Besides, you’re a good kisser.” She winked at him. “Though I suppose Finral’s right in that it isn’t fair to compare you since that was his first—” She paused, Langris presumed, noticing the bright flush of red that filled his cheeks as he fidgeted uncomfortably. He didn’t say anything, but clearly he didn’t have to. “Oh… shit… ” She sunk down in her seat and shook her head, setting her wine aside in favour of something stronger.

Langris pursed his lips and swallowed hard. He supposed there was a cruel sort of irony to it—the way he always played second fiddle to his brother in this regard. The universe seemed intent on forcing them to share things—particularly in matters of the heart. “Not my plan, believe me...” he mumbled, but whether it was in response to himself or Vanessa, he wasn’t entirely sure.

“That was bold for a first kiss,” she chuckled. “But I guess jealousy and alcohol will make you do that…” Her voice trailed before she sighed and shrugged her shoulders with a sympathetic smile. “If I had known, I would’ve never…”

“It’s fine,” Langris interrupted. “It’s my fault anyway.” He swallowed hard—her words suddenly registering through the haze of alcohol. “And I’m not jeal—” As she crossed her arms and tilted her head pointedly at him, however, he stopped. Shaking his head, he decided it was best not to try to argue with her, and instead he merely sighed and ruffled his hand through his hair before changing the subject, his curiosity getting the better of him. “So you were my brother’s first kiss, huh? Was he yours?”

Vanessa nodded, and Langris could’ve sworn there was a bit of an uncharacteristic tint of pink in her cheeks. “It didn’t mean anything. We were young, dumb, and drunk. It was sloppy and a mess and…”

“It’s stupid,” Langris cut her off abruptly with slurring words, and Vanessa’s brow furrowed.

“Huh?”

“That you’re jealous.”

Vanessa snorted a laugh under her breath as she reached for her wine. “Who said I was jealous?”

Langris blinked at her. “I may be plastered and inexperienced, but even I know you’re not really supposed to be kissed with such vitriol.”

“Well I’m sorry it wasn’t fun for you, but you’re the one who kissed me out of spite,” she bantered as she crossed her arms.

“That’s not…well…that is…uh…” Langris stumbled over his words before he glanced over in Finral’s general direction to make sure his brother was, in fact, fast asleep. Still, Langris lowered his voice, just to be safe. “Look, I didn’t just kiss you because you happened to be here. My brother’s always been a little bit in love with you. If you wanted him, you could have him…in an instant.” Langris scoffed with a somewhat bitter shake of his head. “He’d probably thank you.”

“You have such a dismal view of Finral. He’s engaged to Finesse. They’re happy.”

Something twisted in Langris’s chest. “You don’t think I know that?” he snapped, more loudly than he intended. Finral stirred on the bench where he had passed out but quickly sunk back into his deep sleep as Langris took a few breaths to regain enough composure to speak quietly again. “Look…I know—I know that better than anyone. But you’re not like me. If you really do love my brother, that’s something he could actually return . But I…Finesse could never—“ Langris stopped abruptly, something panging in the ache in his chest. He swallowed hard, and his eyes and throat burned. “Sorry…I didn’t…didn’t mean to…” he began to stumble, but before he could finish, Vanessa poured a drink and slid it across the bar counter for him.

“It’s okay…” Her face softened with something kind, empathetic, perhaps even a little sorrowful as she met his eyes and patted his hand with a sympathetic, bittersweet smile. “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

#langris vaude and vanessa enoteca #eventual langris and vanessa friendship bonding over unrequited love and hurt/comfort #but before that...it's complicated #did the world need this ship? no. did i write about it anyway? yes.#The House Vaude drama may be a soap opera but I promise I don't think the canon situation is this convoluted #these three should've never been allowed to drink together under the circumstances #further evidence of why Langris Vaude does not drink #I promise I'm not advocating for this kind of unhealthy coping and poor decision making #please don't try this at home folks.#lots of unrequited love here #langris vaude x vanessa enoteca #vanessa enoteca x langris vaude #vanessa x langris #langris x vanessa #vanessa enoteca #langris vaude #finesse calmreich #finral roulacase #(mentioned) finral x finesse #langris vaude x finesse calmreich #vanessa enoteca x finral roulacase #finessa #langris x finesse #finral x vanessa #spatial mage brothers #please don't take this seriously #black clover fanfiction #can acacia write romance? let's see...#i have no idea how to tag this--i'm sorry #i have nothing to say for myself

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honeybeekao · 1 year

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i thankfully never got into danganronpa enough to see that much discourse but the chihiro debate was. a thing alright

oh god danganronpa jumpscare sorry this is kinda a serious ramble, discussion im kinda passionate about but if i say anything insensitive do let me know

the chihiro debate was horrid. what a way to just..... not listen to trans women (saw so many get shut down for simply speaking on it). the point was never whether chihiro was trans or not, it was the fact that danganronpa's writing of her was a Blatant depiction of real life murder fueled by transmisogyny. and the way tiktok would bully you for simply using a pronoun was astonishing. i felt for chihiro cosplayers (fuck dont even get me started on cosplay tiktok i could say a lot, though not from a personal lense as i wasn't a target in most cases)

#dr writing is objectively bad.#transmisogyny tw #i dont think theres anything wrong with any pronoun used for chihiro. that was never the point #youre either fighting for her to be trans and accept the transmisogyny #or you fight for the game's crossdressing canon. and ignore the depiction of transmisogyny #either way that was never the point #never should've been an argument it shouldve just been criticizing the game's writing #discourse #? ig #nyx ♠️

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demonsfate · 1 month

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Obviously Jin and Kazuya has done a lot of scummy things, but if Jin or Kazuya (in case he's redeemed) shouldn't walk free, then what should they get other than being killed for what they did?

The problem is they shouldn't have written characters do irredeemable acts and still think they can redeem them. As I've vocalized many times on this blog, I think Jin's actions in TK6 should've been retconned to begin with because they were ooc and virtually everyone agreed with that except for Harada, who just wanted another Evil Mishima despite the fact it goes against what his character was supposed to be.

Anyway on to the main point of this ask. If they weren't gonna get killed, then... I guess they should just do what everyone thought was gonna happen to Jin in Tek8. In which that would be essentially exiled from the society they ruined and traumatized, and live somewhere off in bumfuck nowhere, maybe in the deep woods or something.

If I'm being honest, I don't really care if Kazuya gets redeemed or not. As I've mentioned it a lil bit ago on a post regarding Reina, Tekken's main baddies are starting to all become "bad BUT NOT REALLY BAD-". I mean, Heihachi went from clearly being jealous of Kazuya (and Jin) for having the devil gene and wanted to get it himself so that he can be the Strongest Man Alive instead, but then they retconned that to say actually no he's the Demon Slayer and he blames the Devils for killing his wife so now he devotes his life to getting rid of them? Then you've got Devil [Jin] who, btw, was clearly meant to be evil from the getgo - same with the original Devil from Tek2 - but then they also changed them to not really being bad but Devil [Jin] was only really that way because Jin rejected him...? But he was actually trying to protect Jin all along lol. And of course, Jin was definitely meant to be a villain in Tekken 6. Harada called him a straight up villain during that era a few times, but after immense backlash, they tried to change it by saying "actually no he was just an ALMOST villain, he wasn't REALLY a villain." Despite behaving perhaps the most villainous out of everyone despite his ""well meaning goals."" So because of that, I just... don't care if Kazuya gets redeemed or not. Other than that bit in Tek2, and Jun trying to "save him," Kazuya has really done anything to deserve redemption. Even with Jin you can argue that at least he was TRYING to do something good in Tek6 (lmao) and well, the fact that Jin USED to be a Good Guy and got fucked over by Harada. But Kazuya's just done nothing to get a redemption arc other than having a sad backstory. And imo, not every villain with a sad backstory needs to be redeemed. Regardless, I also don't care if he does get redeemed. I just... don't care either way.

I know people will try to say "but Vegeta - But those Naruto characters -" and yeah, I know it's a running trope in anime that villains who have killed and maim many just... become good guys. Even the War Criminals. But like, that doesn't mean it's not a trope I won't criticize or think is kinda silly in a story.

#✏️ - ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ // (ooc)#✏️ - ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ? // (inbox)#// like *I* wouldn't want THAT for Jin #// getting killed / punished / exiled #// but that's only because his character should've never been “Character Assassinated” in Tek6 to begin with #// Jin should've never done any of that bc it ruins his character #// but if they INSIST on keeping it canon ... then ... yeah

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