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Dorm Heads - Sinbad (MAGI,AoS) (M) Reader

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Sinbad has seven Djinn Equips and there just so happen to be seven characters in this ask, so I sorted each one to whomever fits it the best. The Reader is still from another world, but this time they're from MAGI as the king of Sindria. I hope this is adequate to what you wanted. — Benny 🐰

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👑 Please have mercy, Riddle doesn't know how to handle flirting at all! Seriously, stop that! Don't corner him against the wall and lean over him like that! Don't hold his chin between your fingers and lift his head that way! Don't whisper in his ear all sensual like! Are you trying to kill him! Really; Riddle might just explode if you continue on like this, going by the steam that keeps billowing from his ears. He's never been the object of affection of such a handsome man before; it's flattering and overwhelming at the same time.

👑 You're a king? You!? But you're so irresponsible; with the way you quite literally run from him every time he tries to make you do your homework. Riddle honestly thought you were lying at first but after seeing how diplomatic you were during the unbirthday party, he actually started to believe it. He later witnesses that when you do do your work, you stay hold up in your room until it's completed to perfection. Often times, Riddle will go to you for advice on how to be a better leader for the students of Heartslabyul.

👑 A gift, for him? Riddle is a little flustered, he's not too used to people getting him things out of the kindness of their heart; it's usually fear that marks the occasion. But what did you get him? Show him, he hates surpri— WHAT THE HELL!? Where in the world did you get this!? How much did this cost you!? What do you mean 'it was only half a billion'!? Congratulations, Riddle is now malfunction; he stuck between being flattered that you'd spend that much money on him and being furious that you didn't use it for something more important.

👑 Excessive jewelry and other accessories are strictly forbidden; such things could become a distraction to yourself and other students! Wait! Those are weapons!? That's even worse! Riddle is loosing his mind with you, right now! You can't bring weapons into a school environment, such things are against the law! He'll have to confiscate them. Unfortunately Riddle's unique magic doesn't seem to work on you for some reason; so his efforts are always in vain.

👑 Riddle has his first encounter with your Furfur Djinn Equip when you sapped the light out of his bedroom using it's magic. From then onwards you used it to annoy him (read as: try to make him relax a bit) whenever he's busy for more than four hours. He would say he hates it, but he can't deny that your demonic looking appearance is very appealing to the eyes; not that he'd tell you. Riddle secretly wants to touch your horns but he's far too prideful too tell you; too bad you've already noticed his fleeting glances.

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"O‐oh, for me? Thats very kind of you, My Rose. W-wait, how much did you say this was? Half a billion! Why would you spend such a ridiculous amount of money!? My face isn't red— No— Listen to what I'm saying!"

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🦁 Oho? You're a flirt I see, Leona can certainly get behind that. It does help that you're one handsome man as well. You wanna lay the charms on him? Go right ahead and do your worst if you're brave enough to face this beast of a man. Just be prepared for when Leona decides to flirt back; and too bad for you he's exactly not the chivalrous type. This lazy lion prince is ready to give you the most risqué toungue lashing of your life; figuratively and literally if your down for it.

🦁 Leona could tell that you were royalty of some type just by the way you dressed; but you also had a certain about you that only natural born leaders have. He completely understands your aversion to work, he feels it too, work sucks man. You once offered Leona to be your queen, since you were already the king, and to rule Sindria by your side; he may or may not be seriously considering it...

🦁 Being the second prince of the Sunset Savana, Leona is certainly no stranger to expensive gifts, so you getting him anything expensive doesn't really surprise too much. You're rich, he's rich, the gift only cost you half a billio— Wait... half a billion? Leona will absolutely give you a look of complete and utter confusion as to why you think half a billion is such a small sum of money. He can see Ruggie in the background salivating...

🦁 So you're telling him that the jewelry you're wearing can be used as a weapon? Sure.... you'll have to sit Leona down and explain to him about Djinn, metal vessels, dungeons and dungeon capturing. Well... that is if you can convince him to stay awake long enough to let you explain it. Leona has a bunch of z's to catch, so if you don't mind he'll be taking his long overdue nap now.

🦁 Leona has a love-hate relationship with your Valefor Djinn Equip. On one hand he appreciates the beastman-like features that appear when it's equipped as well as the clothing style, but do you have to be so damn cold!? Don't get him wrong, Leona loves cuddling with his boyfriend but your skill has a natural chill to it in that form. It's gotten to the point where he'll refuse to touch you until you go back to normal.

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"AAGH! D‐dammit you're cold, let go of m‐me. How am I s'posed to fall asleep if 'm freezing my ass off? Go back to normal 'n I'll hold you as long 'n as tight as you want, kay?"

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🐙 You're flattery will get you absolutely nowhere! At least, that's what Azul wishes was the truth. Ugh! You're so damn suave and so damn fine that it's killing him! How is he supposed to talk you into signing a contract with when you're leaning over his desk and looking at him like you'd eat him if Jade and Floyd weren't in the room! Poor Azul is ready to pull out his hair with how many revisions you've sweet talked him into making to the contract. He's got a business to run dammit!

🐙 Oho? A king you say? Perhaps if you would take him there, he could give your people an offer they couldn't refuse. Unfortunately for Azul, any plots he had for trapping you or your people in a deal were swiftly shut down by you holding a sword to his throat. He was equal parts terrified, disappointed, understanding and really turned on. Azul still wants to go to Sindria though; maybe even as one of your vassals representing Twisted Wonderland's Coral Sea if you'd let him.

🐙 You got him a gift? You're not trying to bribe him or anything are you? Azul is definitely no stranger to attempted bribery considering it happens about once or twice per day. But eventually, after a bit of insisting on your part he'll accept it... and then promptly return it because there is no way you would give him something that looks so expensive for anything other than bribery. If you try an calm his nerves by telling Azul that it only cost you half a billion and it really wasn't that expensive; his blood pressure will skyrocket. Dear lord, save this man...

🐙 My, that's quite a bit of jewelry you have there, you wouldn't mind parting with a few items would you? Now, now, Azul's only asking for a friend, no need to get up in arms about it. The cecaelia mer, being quite observant, did notice that your jewelry and a few weapons are were you get your otherworldly powers from. While Azul would love to have access to that power, since old habits die hard, he still restrains himself because he doesn't want you to distrust or dislike him.

🐙 Azul is very cautious about your Baal Djinn Equip; lightning and water are not too good a combination in this case. However, he admit must you look very dashing and handsome in the clothes and jewelry you wear; he can't help but take a few glances at your bare chest Your draconic features are also very eye catching to him and he can't help but briefly think of a certain dragon fae. While Azul usually just observes you from a respectable distance; he's not entirely opposed to being in your arms.

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"H‐handsome? Me? I— if this is some kind of joke it's not funny! Y‐you're flattery will get you no nowhere. N‐now if you would just sign here... Hm? Revision? A D‐DATE! Hold on—!"

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🪲 Aww, you're so nice! Kalim doesn't quite understand why you're so fixated on complimenting him, but he really likes it! He definitely returns the favor tenfold; not just to repay you, but also because he thinks you're a very handsome man.Another thing he doesn't get is why Jamil keeps shooting you sharp looks when you give him some of the weirder compliments. But Kalim doesn't mind too much, even when you back him against a wall, he just takes it as an invitation to cling to you.

🪲 Wow! You're royalty too!? And a king no less! Kalim thinks that's so awesome! You should definitely expect a ton of questions about what it's like to rule an entire country. What kind of responsibilities do you have as king? Do you have to make any hard decisions that could impact your people? What kind of holidays do you have there? Can he go there one day? And so on, and so on. Wait! Where are you going? Kalim still has more questions to ask you; you can't leave yet!

🪲 Wow! You got him a gift? You're so nice, it looks so cool too! Kalim is absolutely ecstatic to receive anything from you, be it a conversation, a compliment, physical affection, a gift ar even a simple hello! Huh? Half a billion Madol? Okay! Kalim will find you something just as expensive and go out of his way to get a job, save up a bunch of money and buy it for you! He can't let the gift you gave him go un reciprocated!

🪲 You have genies in your jewelry!? That's so cool! Please call them out so that he can meet them all, Kalim has so many questions! Tell him about all of your dungeon capturing adventures, he'll be entertained for hours on end. Jamil is crying tears of joy. He will also somehow convince your djinn to come out and share the many adventures that they had with you and their previous holders. Expect to have to tell him at least five of your adventures a day, Kalim doesn't care if you run out of them, you're such a good storyteller.

🪲 Poor Kalim was truly in shock when he saw your Zepar Djinn Equip for the very first time. You got so tiny after that huge light show; he was both amazed and surprised. For him this Djinn Equip is his favorite because you're basically a really cute living megaphone. Kalim thinks you round belly is really cute; when you're under a blanket you look like you're holding a pumpkin. He's glad to have a mini boyfriend he can carry around like a teddybear, it's super fun.

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"WAH! You got small! You're so adorable now! Oh; and your ears are so long too! Can you hear better like that? Hey, what can you in this form? Is it like the other one's you've shown me so far?"

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🪞 Flattery will get you everywhere; especially with Vil! However, this pretty boy has definitely heard it all; or at least he thought he had before he met you. Noone had ever been quite so bold with him before. You laid your intentions out on the table right off the bat, and frankly, he found that really hot. I mean, who wouldn't want to be swept of their feet by a handsome king such as yourself. You want to make Vil your queen, you say? Oh my, buy him dinner first, you sly devil.~

🪞 A king, you say? Well, Vil did notice that you had a regal air about you, even if it was a bit overshadowed by that boyish charm of yours. But now you've got him thinking about you're proposition to make him your queen. Were you really serious about that? If you are, Vil has a long list of suggestions that he believes would improve your future shared kingdom. So what if he's never been there before, he's got to make some changes now before he walks into what might be a hot mess.

🪞 Now Vil and his family are quite wealthy, no where near royalty, but they still have a hefty sum to their name. This meaning he is no stranger when it comes to expensive clothing, accessories, skin care and food. He has absolutely no issues with you spending a ridiculous amount of money on a gift for him. Vil just give you an ecstatic "Oh! You shouldn't have!"

🪞 What a lovely medley of jewelry you've got there, but um... don't you think it's just a tad bit excessive? Not that you don't look absolutely dashing just the way you atr, but maybe take off one or two? Vil only wants the best for you and that means fashion wise as well. They're your weapons as well? Well, weapon or not, Vil will not allow you to walk around with a clashing color scheme! Rose gold is out of season, you know.

🪞 You know how Vil hates Neige because he feels insecure about his appearance when he's around? Yeah... that's how he feels about your Vepar Djinn Equip. He's never seen such ethereal beauty before and it's eating him up inside! He's torn between admiring his handsome boyfriend and cursing you for being more visually appealing that he is. Vil eventually accepts it though, you are his after all, and as long as he has you he can let it slide, just thus once.

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"I didn't call you old, listen closer to what I'm saying to you! I said you had a mature look about you; It's a compliment. Not many men can pull it off like you can, so you should be grateful."

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💀 Stop. Seriously, stop. You will actually kill this man if you start flirting with him in any aspect at all. Even a compliment is a death sentence for Idia. But if you really do desire to send him straight to an early grave, do as you wish. This poor man can barely even function around someone as handsome and imposing as you are. Idia can barely breath around you, his palms are sweaty, his knees weak, not to mention all the blood loss from his ever flowing nose due to your sparsely clothed chest.

💀 As if Idia needed anymore of a reason to feel like he doesn't deserve to even be near you; he finds out you're a King. Why is this happening to him! No, he can't go with you back to Sindria! Even if Idia really wants to because it sounds alot like the kingdom from "WIZ - Maze of Sorcery" and it's two sequels; "WIZ - Queendom of Sorcery" and "WIZ - Outings of Bob".

💀 You didn't have to buy him anything, you're going to make him feel bad! Idia doesn't need you to spend money on him, not that he doesn't appreciate it, because he really does. A new box set of a ton of animes that were just released on DVD? Well... you were the one who offered so Idia reluctantly says it's fine. W‐wait... d‐did you say... half a b‐billion... Oh! It looks like he fainted!

💀 Do you think— Would you mind if Idia used some of your magic jewelry for a few of his cosplays? He'll take good care of them, he promises! Actually, if you don’t want to lend him anything, could you... cosplay with him? Idia completely understands if you don't want to, I mean who want want to spend time with him anyway. But... the offer is still up of you ever consider it...

💀 After seeing your Crocell Djinn Equip, Idia finally understood why you weren't at all cautious about his hair. He accidentally went on a tangent about how you reminded him of a character from a manga he read once and how you were like his 'irl SSR Secret Quest Reward, Boyfriend', whatever that meant. Sometimes, Idia will ask you to go into your Djinn Equip so that you can play with his hair like that one scene in that Shoujo anime you both watched together.

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"That's way cool! A mystery boss stage with percentage boost in SSR gear and a companion character too! It's just like 'Last Delusion'! EH!? You've never heard of it!? Come on, I'll show you!"

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🐲 You're not scared of him? At all? You do know who he is right? Malleus Draconia: strongest mage in the NRC, prefect of the infamous Diasomnia dorm, heir to the throne of the Valley of Thorns? You do? Instead of finding him fear inducing, you called him... gorgeous? Handsome? A sight for sore eyes? Consider Malleus a very flustered and confused dragon fae. He's used to getting compliments from Lilia and his vassals, but from you? He feels like he's melting, but in a good way. Well... he thinks so, at least.

🐲 A fellow royal? Oh, you're a king too? I hope you don't mind Malleus asking about the details of how you rule over Sidria, because he has alot of questions. He himself is set to be the king of the valley of thorns in the future, so he wants to gain as much knowledge concerning ruling a country as possible. Malleus ears are open; tell him anything and everything. How was Sindria established? How do you handle the punishment of your people who break the laws you set into place? Etcetera...

🐲 Malleus is quite wealthy due to his status as the prince of the Valley of Thorns, so he isn't exactly bothered by the thought of receiving expensive gifts. The price of said gift also doesn't seem to phase him. In fact, just like you, he sees such a sum of money as mere pocket change. Malleus is a dragon as well as exceptionally old, he and his grandmother have amassed quite the mountain of wealth in the many years that they have been alive. None the less, he is very grateful for the gift.

🐲 That's quite the lovely set of jewels you have adorning your body there. Please spare this poor dragon boy, he's struggling to hold back his hoarding instincts. His brain is sounding the alarm bells and all he can think is "big shiny, big shiny, big shiny". Don't be too alarmed if a wild Malleus in his dragon form or otherwise swoops down and wisks you away. Though you may have to worry about leaving his hoard; it will be very difficult, I can assure you. You may just find yourself back where you started; trapped in Malleus's arms.

🐲 Malleus has seen each and every on of your Djinn Equips and if he had to pick a favorite, it would be your Focalor Djinn Equip, followed closely by your Baal Djinn Equip due to draconic like appearance. The reason he favors Focalor's is because he can, instead of taking a moonlit stroll, can fly through the night in the arms of his boyfriend without needing to go into his dragon form. Malleus had never been swept off his feet, but now he has, literally.

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"Child of man, these dungeons you speak of; did they perhaps house any gargoyles? I couldn't help but ask, what with all the fantastical creatures and items that you mentioned being within them."

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ystrike1 · 2 years

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Marry My Husband - By LICO (9/10)

It's that time again. It's time for an honorable mention. A plot twist yandere. Does the twist make sense? Yes! Dive right in and enjoy the cheating and pain our perfect protagonist suffers through. The finale and the buildup both feel extremely cathartic. The writing is also very good even though the overall plot is stereotypical.

This one made my heart pound. I thought I knew what was happening. I could kind of guess most of the plot twists, but the last few took me by surprise. In the beginning we see the story from Ji-won's perspective. She's a very sad, pathetic woman.

I like her. I'm just telling you the truth. She devoted her life to her best friend and her lazy husband. Her two most important people slept together behind her back, while she did all the work. Her shit husband used her until she literally died of cancer. Then he used her life insurance money to marry that very same adulterous best friend. The first few chapters of this are honestly brutal. Ji-won dies thinking she is completely alone. After her death her husband gets discovered of course, but it's far too late. The evil cheating couple destroyed her completely. Like, completely. They turned her friends against her. They made her doubt her worth. The husband made her work until she dropped. To the point where she had to stop taking care of her appearance, because she had no time for herself. Her "best friend" called her ugly behind her back while she fucked her husband. Ji-won didn't fight back. She dumbly loved people who didn't love her. She let her confidence issues control her. She manages to confront them both before she dies....but she dies (after a brutal beating) knowing that her husband was a cheater who never loved her.

Bummer.

Quick warning though. This is a massively fucked up story. There's elder abuse. Fake pregnancies. Lots of mental abuse. Adult bullying (yes that's a thing). Every kind of financial abuse including insurance fraud. Attempted murder. Slut shaming. Every nightmare you never want to experience is in this, and that's why the villains are so good. I didn't notice the yandere because they are both such genuine threats. I was too worried about Ji-won to care about romance. Min-hwan and Soo-min are two different types of abusers. Min-hwan was physically and financially abusive. Soo-min is the real monster though. She's coercive. She's a narcissistic sociopath who gets off on destroying other people's happiness. Soo-min knows she's stupid. She knows her only weapon is her cute looks. So she acts cute and quietly ruins Ji-won's reputation, even though they are best friends.

Why?

Because fuck you, that's why.

Soo-min had a bad childhood.

That means she's allowed to do whatever she wants.

That's the kind of monster we're dealing with.

Here's the good news. Ji-won isn't a perfect person. She's smart. Obviously she's pretty when she tries. She's good at her job and blah, blah blah...but. she's always hated being a pushover. After her tragic death her father's spirit(?) blesses her with a second life. She immediately chooses evil. It's amazing. She's going to get the best possible revenge. She knows Min-hwan is an abuser, so Soo-min can have him. She's already dating Min-hwan, but he's already thinking of cheating on her. How convenient. Soo-min is close by too, and Soo-min wants everything Ji-won has. Ji-won genuinely wants both of them to suffer. It's awesome, and Min-hwan is truly a fitting punishment. He likes cute sluts, but he expects his wife to be conservative because that's what his wealthy parents want. So, if Soo-min marries him she'll have to deal with extremely sexist in-laws, Min-hwan's horrible spending habits, and a mother in law who is creepily obsessed with grandchildren.

10/10 perfect revenge.

This is Ji-won's lovely assistant, Ji-hyuk. Clap for him. The author did a great job. In the beginning Ji-hyuk looks like a capable and handsome manager. He hates Min-hwan and Soo-min because they suck at their jobs. He's willing to help Ji-won screw them over because they are thorns in his side. I bought his bullshit. I thought Ji-hyuk would fall for Ji-won. I didn't know he was completely in love from the beginning, but when the truth came out it made perfect sense. I was still floored though. Prepare yourself. After Ji-won died in her first life...he killed himself. Yup. He couldn't live with the fact that he could have saved her from the abuse. He was actually kinda sorta stalking her. Checking in on her even though she no longer remembered him and such. He couldn't forgive himself, so he walked into the sea and Ji-won's father (?) the spirit sends him back in time with Ji-won.

Ji-hyuk does fucked up shit to help Ji-won with ZERO hesitation. He knows EVERYTHING. He's straight up willing to let her kill people, but he doesn't reveal everything. Remember, Ji-won doesn't know this guy. He was obsessed with her, but he gave up because she loved Min-hwan. This second life is his chance to help her and be loved by her. He's like...use me please Ji-won. He moves into her apartment building because he's so afraid for her. He helps her slowly run away from Min-hwan. He knows Min-hwan is a monster so he wants to protect her no matter what. He's so willing that she's suspicious at first, but she believes his excuses. Yes, Soo-min is a shitty employee and a liability. The manager wanting to build a case to fire her makes perfect sense. However, Ji-won quickly figures out that he has a crush on her. She doesn't act on her feelings for 35 chapters, because her revenge is important to her. She doesn't give it up to pursue love and happiness. Ji-hyuk goes balls deep into the chaos with her. He waits for her to finish her business before they get together.

We slowly watch the chaos grow. Soo-min is an idiot, but she's also willing to do anything...to get a rich husband. Min-hwan is technically that. (His parents are rich not him but whatever she doesn't care). Soo-min gets caught doing stupid shit. She accidentally poisons someone with an allergy. She flirts with an extremely sexist manager to get her way. She starts sleeping with Min-hwan right after he proposes to Ji-won. Then she pretends to be pregnant. Ji-won lets her have Min-hwan, but... remember the fucked up shit I mentioned? Min-hwan is infertile. His family blames that infertility on his wife, which is Soo-min this time. She experiences a hell that she herself created, but she still blames Ji-won. She knows Ji-won is out to get her. So things spiral out of control.

Soo-min actually murders her mother in law it's nuts. Then Min-hwan tries to kill her for insurance money.

Truly they are a match made in heaven.

Anyway about the side characters. They're very good. There are some side stories stitched in here that make the world feel more alive. This is Eun-ho. He's a guy that loved Ji-won back in high school. Ji-won loved him. Soo-min ruined it by spreading rumors. Eun-ho is really nice. He becomes a great friend and ally. The girls who used to bully Ji-won apologize to her and... hahaha...they all go to Soo-min's wedding to embarrass her. They drink alot of alcohol and act rude even though it's clearly a traditional wedding.

It's great.

You must be curious. Is the romance part of this actually good? Yes, it is. I didn't figure out that Ji-hyuk was a yandere for quite a while. It's enjoyable by itself. Ji-hyuk is a super duper devoted I die if you die yandere. He's also rich and super smart. He's just a little socially awkward and stern. His cute moments are extremely sweet.

They both like cats.

Hooray.

Mans Kinda a class A freak tho. Again Ji-won didn't know he existed and he kms'd right after her funeral WTF.

Also Ji-won was 37 when she died so Ji-hyuk was literally just pining to death for a decade. What a freak.

And...he didn't fall in love with her at work. He fell in love with her when he was in university. She also didn't know who he was at the time....freak...

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lostonmari · 5 months

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YOU ALWAYS HAVE THE LAST SAY!

A quick post since I saw something that annoyed me earlier lmao.

Think of "rules" and limiting beliefs like this: Who, if anyone, can enter GOD'S realm and tell them, "You can't do this. It's not right, That isn't possible… Leave people alone.. Blah blah blah."

No one. Absolutely none! So why would you let someone else's words make you doubt yourself? Why would you let someone make you feel like you can't do something? If you are GOD, if you believe you are the creator of YOUR reality, you can do ANYTHING.

IF you believe you are the creator, if you believe you are god, you are not waiting for the universe. You ARE the universe. You make things happen. You do not wait for things to happen TO YOU, you do not wait for things to be given TO YOU, you have them NOW, YOU give them to YOURSELF. NOW. for no reason other than, "I said so." or, "I wanted to." It's that simple. It has ALWAYS been that simple. Your subconscious cannot argue with you. It's like a toddler, it can't use logic, and it can't take a joke. You are the the caretaker of your subconscious. If YOU say you can do something, if YOU say you deserve it, if YOU say it's possible, NO MATTER WHAT IT IS, your subconscious will believe you. In some way, some how, IT WILL COME TO PASS. It doesn't matter if SP has a girlfriend, it doesn't matter if that birthmark on your left toenail has been there since you were born, Idgaf if you're paralyzed from the waist down, IT DOES NOT MATTER. ANYTHING CAN BE CHANGED IF YOU ARE WILLING TO CHANGE IT, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS CHANGE YOUR THOUGHTS. You always have the final say of what is possible and what happens in your world. Don't ever forget that! No one decides your story OTHER than you.

One of my VERY first manifestations was something I achieved literally by telling myself EVERY DAY AND NIGHT without fail what I wanted to happen. This was before I even knew about Law of Assumption or any "rules" to manifest. Even though I kept seeing the opposite of what I wanted, I CONTINUED to say my mantra. In fact, when I saw things progressing against what I wanted, I wouldn't acknowledge it, I wouldn't feel "defeated", I would just repeat my mantra more. From this experience alone, I believe it doesn't matter what affirmation you use, as long as it implies what you want. My ass did NOT use any traditional "I am" or "you/your" affirmations. I was in my head reciting a manta as if I was a priest expunging a devil from the mortal plane & I'm being dead serious.💀 What I manifested was something so nefarious I don't even think I should go into detail about it, but long story short I got what I wanted. "Karma" never ruined my life. Literally, life went on as if the situation never even occurred. So I promise you, just live your life and don't worry about what other people will think of your manifestations. ANYTHING is possible. You need no one's validation & "karma" won't even effect you UNLESS you believe in it. YOU are the one that gives these damn things power. 😭 Rant over. I'm too lazy to even format this properly I'm posting this at 7 am about to go right back to sleep.

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This is some strange people and they are kind of lazy and mean very mean they're having a huge huge day today and it looks like a friend Becca is back and has herself for doggy friend but she could be looking for trouble and could be in the wrong neck of the woods and it doesn't look like she does very well tonight which is this morning and into the morning Jason is up there but the others are too and they get into fights and a off screen. And yeah a lot of them in there having a war at the same time believe it or not this armies fighting while they're being ridiculous and I just can't stand to watch them anymore I really have to just have them go these people are gross. And abnormally sick in the head. Our son doesn't like them since you're doing that here that's so imsolent and rude it should be for some animal. Isn't trust you to begin with and you're disgusting useless people so go to town on you and make sure that you pay. One of the things we're going to do is to take away your freedoms cuz you're far too free you're going put in sheriff's and it's one being put in by the pseudo empire. It's not very huge it's big enough you'll feel it and you just need to feel it and you're so damn stupid. All over the place you and your people are getting beat up you just can't figure it out I don't want you to what you're doing. So here last night hours ago they put out this decree if you're still there breaking the law and they're telling people that you're doing it they have the right to arrest you and bring you into the jail and you can sit there smiling as you go to court and they're going to tell people tomorrow there's a bunch the stuff coming in Monday is going to bother you there's nothing phases you. There's a large number of you they're going to get beat up tonight and for what you're saying well this morning and Jason is at it a bunch of you get killed and you don't seem to care and then you go after Jason and a lot of people are has Rebecca is going to go after Sarah and in Romans you'll hear about it. As well there are a lot of people having little infights everywhere and law and order must come back and you pseudo empire is going to come in and take over it's going to happen pretty soon as they have to they are evacuating up north as your rude idiots flow in and minority warlock too are coming here see you soon you'll have taken over do you see New York and New England and again. We are putting a hit on John River Lord right now and anybody who is supporting him.

There's other things happening and mostly these two idiots or three really need to leave the apartment it's not even theirs and we're going to have someone follow papers against them because they're not supposed to be there and you can do that you don't have to be an involved party. That's right Lily is going to. And she fights with the trumpsters one of them in particular and it's not Sarah it's it's the girl Trisha who is the girl who plays across if Schwarzenegger. So Dave AKA Dan let's say he's escorting her son back to the house so sunrise right At him since what are you going to do and he did nothing drove off tried to come back and people prevented it now these people are trying to start up their factories and people are not letting them they said you don't get to you you shut everything down and they're taking their factories and stuff and they're warring on them because what they did. They let him know it too he said we're against you most people are and we don't want to see you doing that and it's more he really fell off his bike he didn't think he's here today now they get to beat up real bad everybody is beating up on these idiots they insist on staying here. Sooner or later is there going to be gone and they won't be able to revive them and we're hoping sooner it's what we actually are hoping for real life with a Mumble or say or try or order they need to leave. The whole community is up in arms against them and they're taking their stuff and they're going through them and find out that these wise asses it would have been stealing things and harming their friends and relatives so won't be long before they're gone and who needs to slime ball a piece of s***.

There's other things happening of course but it's nice to know he says and she does it's going to be out who the hell needs them nobody. We're going to start taking his money all three of them and their a****** clan to keep saying it to our son that he doesn't need money and what we know is they don't need any at all and they've got a ton of it they're going to start taking away from them all of it all their accounts will freeze their terrorists they're just about to freeze Donald Trump's accounts by the way they have one trial but he's going on trial for a real case coming up and because he's in the civil trial and a few of them it is making it easier for him to go to the criminal trials and you guys don't get that one he's in the atmosphere. We're going to find you fine you idiots here for every time that you were harassing him in the past we're starting right now and I'm exciting people who volunteer immediately A lot of people are ee go after you idiots

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I really like your takes on the Nie brothers! Could you maybe do something with NHS being a sneaky little badass (not that he isn't always) and NMJ being all "wait, you thought I was the brother you should be afraid of? I'll be over here laughing while NHS wrecks you in all ways but physically". I know that's not a lot to go off of so I understand if this doesn't click with you

In Here, With Me - ao3 (chapter 3/3)

People never seemed to understand, and Nie Mingjue was honestly tired of trying to explain it to them.

He’d never been especially good with words, or at least he wasn’t on a personal level. He apparently had a talent for speeches, especially wartime speeches made to soldiers in order to buck up their courage and build up their morale; that was easy enough, standing up in front of them and telling them the same sorts of things he’d been telling himself for years whenever the dreary endless sludge of politics and other people’s unwillingness to move themselves even in their own best interest started getting him down. He could use his height to his advantage there, towering over people, and couple that the strength of his voice – he suspected that half the time people didn’t even really listen to him, just looked at him and made conjectures for the rest, and that was just fine by him. Whatever worked.

But when it came to explaining complicated things like his brother…

Yeah, he had nothing.

Nie Huaisang had never been good at the things the Nie sect usually prized – he was a weak cultivator and bad at fighting, and at some point Nie Mingjue had more or less entirely given up on trying to teach him the fundamentals of saber fighting in favor of teaching him a much more narrowly targeted set of skills, designed to help keep him alive in a pinch. Even with that, he’d whined and complained, dragged his feet and resisted…he didn’t even have significant scholarly talents to make up for it, not really. Nie Mingjue had no taste for art, but those who did suggested (in however polite terms they could manage) that Nie Huaisang’s poetry was wretched, his composition barely serviceable, his attempts at philosophy convoluted and contraindicated, and as for his painting skills…

Well, he could draw birds pretty well.

But he could play a mean game of weiqi, even against Nie Mingjue, and he was lively and personable - nobody ever disliked him, assuming they bothered to pay him attention at all. He liked to barter with merchants whenever he went shopping, and shopping was the one thing he really did do with a passion; he could make the most grim-faced cynic on the street break out into a smile, and collected half a dozen or more free treats every time he went to the marketplace despite them all knowing he could afford their wares if he so wished.

Nie Huaisang, in short, was good for nothing, but he was fun to be around.

He was also – and this was the part Nie Mingjue could never explain to people – one of the most persistent and vindictive sonofabitches to have ever been born.

One would think, wrongly, that Nie Huaisang would have learned to be more forgiving on account of his personal weakness, but in fact, it just seemed to make him even more inclined to get vengeance on those who had wronged him. He bore grudges without ever feeling the weight, as immovable as the mountains – there would be times when something would blow up spectacularly in Nie Mingjue’s face and he’d turn around only to find Nie Huaisang there, smiling at him and reminding him of some grievance from years before.

And that was if he were lucky – if he were unlucky, he’d find himself in some blissful situation, given everything he’d ever wanted, and find Nie Huaisang patting himself on the back for arranging it.

When Nie Mingjue had been forced by the Wen sect’s overweening arrogance to send Nie Huaisang to them for reeducation and indoctrination, about nine-tenths of what he’d felt had been terror, thinking about all the things that the Wen sect could do to his weak little brother who had nothing but good humor to defend himself with. The last tenth, though, had been the lingering thought that he’d been unable to fully banish: I don’t think they know what they’re getting themselves into here.

Sure enough, they hadn’t.

Now, Nie Huaisang hadn’t personally delivered any of the finishing blows there, but then, he never did, preferring to use other people to do it for him - even in vengeance and spying, he was lazy as always. Wen Chao, who had mocked him, had been left to the vengeance of Wei Wuxian with his brand new demonic cultivation; it’d been an ugly sort of death. Wen Zhuliu, who’d threatened him, had ‘accidentally’ gotten his hand broken when Nie Huaisang’s saber had temporarily ‘gone out of control’ and pierced the key meridian of his wrist – those few months of forcing Nie Huaisang to take classes on medicine had clearly not gone to waste – and then been executed by Jiang Cheng with his steely-eyed hatred. Wen Ruohan, who had murdered their father and made Nie Mingjue’s life a living hell for years, had seen his sons murdered, his empire destroyed, his war lost, and in the end had been stabbed in the back by a trusted subordinate.

Throughout, no one had paid any attention to poor little Nie Huaisang, preserved only through the Wen sect's desire to humiliate the Nie sect by using him as a clown.

Even Lan Xichen, who ought to know better, had persisted in comforting Nie Mingjue throughout the war regarding Nie Huaisang’s health, as if Baxia wasn’t full up on all the complaints Nie Huaisang could possibly fit in given the size of his saber and the quantity of his qi. Meng Yao knew, Nie Mingjue supposed, but that was because he was himself another object of Nie Huaisang’s vengeance – he’d find himself with everything he’d ever wanted, the poor man, and in Nie Huaisang’s eternal debt to boot.

Poor, poor man.

It was a good thing for everyone, Nie Mingjue reflected, that he was too virtuous to sic Nie Huaisang on people.

Usually.

“You promised me that Jiang Cheng would be made Chief Cultivator instead of me,” he reminded Nie Huaisang, who sighed dramatically. “Huaisang. You promised.”

“I promised I’d try, da-ge!”

Nie Mingjue crossed his arms and glared.

“It’s a work in progress, all right? I’m going to have er-ge suggest it.”

Nie Mingjue’s eyebrows went up. “Xichen? How?”

“As a wedding present to his new in-law –”

Nie Mingjue held up a hand. “Stop right there. Who’s getting married?”

“Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji,” Nie Huaisang said obediently.

Nie Mingjue thought about their respective personalities and started to detect the start of a headache. “Which one are you punishing for some unremembered petty slight, this time?”

“Neither!”

Nie Mingjue gave him a look.

“…Wei-xiong screwed up helping me cheat on a test, and Lan Zhan bit me.”

“He bit you? How old was he, five?”

“Six! Old enough to know better!”

Nie Mingjue rolled his eyes. “And which one is going to think that they owe you their lives for arranging this?”

“Lan Zhan knows I’m working on it,” Nie Huaisang said promptly, and Nie Mingjue nodded. That made sense: Lan Wangji was honorable and dependable, and would be easy to extract things out of in the future if things went the way he wanted. “Also, Mistress Wen promised to give me anything I want if I can make Wei-xiong stop pining.”

“Mistress Wen? You mean Wen Qing?” Nie Mingjue’s eyes narrowed. “She’s a doctor, isn’t she?”

“Her brother Wen Ning helped poison a whole bunch of Wen sect soldiers one time, very impressive, you’ll like him,” Nie Huaisang said, not answering the question. “It’s the least I can do, really!”

“Huaisang…”

“Listen, if Wei-xiong and Lan Zhan are going to start their own sect up, they’re going to need some support first,” Nie Huaisang said with great dignity. “We’re not taking in the Wen sect, we’ll just be housing them for a little while, that’s all!”

“Huaisang…”

Nie Huaisang grinned at him.

Nie Mingjue threw his hands into the air. There was really no point in worrying any more about Nie Huaisang, he decided – ever since he’d found his talent for spying, and for managing other spies, Nie Huaisang had decided that he was going to rearrange the entire cultivation world to his liking in just the same way he’d rearranged the furniture in his quarters in the Unclean Realm.

No, really, there was no point in worrying for Nie Huaisang.

Now it was time to worry for everyone else.

#mdzs #nie huaisang #nie mingjue #my fic #my fics #in here with me

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feelin-lo · 2 years

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Guardians of Dreams.

Part 4.

stardust from the denizen of Nightmares.

Part 3.

Logan was able to chase Y/N, but soon lost them to the darkness of the town they had sprinted into. “Well, well, well... if it isn't the imaginary friend, stumbling into my town” a voice teased from behind the blue boy. Logan turned and looked at the voice. The man had sky blue hair with yellow tips, grey clouds on his face that bore the same bolts and drops as Stormy’s had, he was dressed in a long blue coat and baggy two toned trousers. His long hair was tied into a lazy ponytail and glasses poked out from the main cloud on his face. “How bizarre” he added. “Not right now morning, I need to find Y/N... before they get themselves hurt.” Logan said, fixing his glasses “I heard about the whole ordeal from Sunny, me and Eclipse had a good laugh about it!” He smirked. Logan blinked “Can you help me or not?” he snapped at Morning, who sighed at his aggression “Fine, I suppose I can. I will lure him to my place within the town, wait for me there, I will bring your royal in destress” he teased as he hopped off the wall and landed next to Logan and Morning towered over him. The blue boy followed his orders and ventured deeper into the darkness. Y/N stopped running for a moment, he did not need to catch their breath... but why? They were snapped out of their trance by a creature emerging from the cobblestone streets, it seeped through the cracks in the stone and partially formed itself, half submerged in the cobble. It took the form of a rabbit-like thing with a purple waistcoat and bright purple, glowing eyes that stared deep into their soul. The creature approached, dragging itself across the floor towards Y/N. Morning suddenly walked over and smacked the creature with his red and green umbrella.

Scared did not begin to describe how Y/N was feeling right now, this tall man had just come over and hit a shadow creature with an umbrella of all things. “Now, now William. Back to the pit.” he said, the creature snarled and clawed closer and was rewarded with another hit to the face “Off you go.” He said again and the creature receded into the cobblestone once again. “What. Was. That.” Y/N was able to say in their fear. “That, my sweet little thing, was a Nightmare.” Morning said, tapping his umbrella and a small light began to glow from its tip. “A... Nightmare?” They asked. The taller nodded “It is what happens to Dreamers such as yourself when they go bad.” He clarified “Bad?” Y/N asked.

“When in the Dreamscape, your actions do matter, there are laws here. When broken, they are punished accordingly. But we only punish for serious offences. William, who you just saw, was turned into a Nightmare for... un-aliving several young children. People like that, not thieves or anything like that.” He explained, holding out his hand for Y/N to take. “W-What does that make you then?” they asked, backing further into the wall, pressing their back against it. “Me? Oh, ho ho! I am not a nightmare! Think of this place as a prison, I am just the warden” he smiled.

Y/N took his hand, and he led the two through the darkness, warding off any rogue Nightmares as they walked. The place did not have many features, there were cobblestone streets here and there with dead trees and dry waterfalls and decrepit yet pristine structures of statues or buildings, though all looked dead, wrapped in thorns. One home stood in its Centre; it was the only one with lights on. It looked like a medieval tavern; a sign hung out front that read “The Great Getaway” it had a white base, and all the details were in black.

“Please, come inside” He smiled as he opened the willow door, the inside was well lit with beautiful colors, candles lit the room and it smelt of a soft lavender, with a hint of peppermint too. Logan was sitting on the sofa in the back corner “You ok, Y/N?” he asked, getting up. They gripped morning’s hand “T-The eyes are putting me off a bit and... is your scarf moving?” Logan sighed “Yes, my scarf is moving, it becomes sentient when I'm at work. And before you ask, yes, I do this as a job. And no, I'm not a real person, just very convincing.” Logan said sarcastically, like he had heard those same questions over and over. His scarf waved a bit at the wave of Logan’s hand.

Morning let go of Y/N and looked to the window, there was nothing there. “You two can be sarcastic to each other later, we have a situation”.

#y/n #cloudy skies character #fnaf #superstar daycare #security breach #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb au #fnaf sb oc #fnafsb #fnaf sb #fnaf 9 #fnaf oc #My AU #my au

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ok listen you’re SO right about beforeigners, I love the concept and my linguistics-loving heart skips a beat when they break out the old Norse and 19th century norwegian and I just WISH the show did not do so many of the other things it did because it could be so much better. forgive me for barging in I just saw your post and yeah

oh dude NO need to apologize it's so good to find someone who's watched it other than my parents lmaooo. no i so agree with you, there's so much POTENTIAL there and while it's enough to keep me watching i do have so many "imagine if they could do right by this super cool concept" daydreams. this got super long so im gonna stick it under the cut lol

like first off i wish they didn't feel the need to limit it to a cop show? like i get that it's easy and has automatic intrigue and a tried and true success record, but it's kind of lazy. aside from being Very Over the glorification of cops, i really am so invested in the idea of a show that explores the intersections of all the different spheres that were impacted by the repercussions of their worldbuilding? like you have this setup! now show me the teachers and childcarers. the social workers. clothing production and the food service world. the economic differences—the old norse who are trying to rely on the gift economy only to be hit by the closed fist of capitalism. show the tensions and social movements. actually explore the neo-luddite plot instead of throwing it away after a few episodes because yeah, actually, the industrial revolution has fucked a lot of shit up!! dig into it!!

like alfhildr is great and i did watch all of season 1 in a day so maybe i missed it but i still don't even remember if i know why she wanted to be a cop, of all things? it feels like her moral compass—and history as a shieldmaiden of the old ways at a time when christianity was crusading and trying to impose their authority on her people and her way of life—would chafe against that kind of imposed bureaucratic authority on her community. if they desperately wanted to keep the murder mystery component, i would've been more interested in an "alfhildr works a minimum wage job to pay off her student debt, unable to find better paying work because of temporal discrimination. one of her friends/coworkers/neighbors is killed and the authorities don't pay any attention and want to sweep it under the rug. she works to try to solve the murder—often at odds with local law enforcement—while also protecting her other friend/coworker/neighbor because she's wrapped up in the human trafficking of time displaced people. there still can be the intrigue of her origins, too!

in this situation, her co-protagonist is her coworker/neighbor who isn't time displaced, but is a migrant of color. maybe like lars, they have a family they love deeply and complexly, which parallels and foils alfhildr's strong non-biological kinship ties. paired together, the two allow a fuller, more nuanced exploration and interplay between the dynamics of this fictional time-ism or whatever they call it and the already established xenophobia and racism that pervades norwegian society, the differences there, and the shared experiences of poverty. discrimination, loss of home, and adapting to a new language. they of course also have a fun interpersonal repartee like the duo in the existing show!

and like okay sure fine if we're not Overhauling the whole series...if they had to make it a cop drama (which again. formulaic in a way that undersells how cool this setup is!)...they could've still had lars be the above. and in either iteration they should have people of color/immigrants/jewish people in the writers' room! they'd be able to craft the narrative far more fully and address the Bigger Issues i was speaking to in that post (which almost certainly come from a writers room that's almost entirely white).

and as far as season 2 goes....like the first three episodes and the last three episodes were Completely and Entirely different. why did i have to care about the people who were pretending to be the scotland yard people at all again? i don't feel like they had any bearing on the overarching plotlines? why did they have to accuse their only jewish character of being jack the ripper for most of his featured time??? what was the point of starting the season with his family's shabbat prayers if it wasn't going to be relevant?? and if alex was going to play the role he did, it would have been great if he'd been developed. i don't really have any feelings about him,because they never really let us know him. i feel like his twist could've paid off so much more if we'd had an attachment, you know? also, season 2 could've stood to mention alfhildr's best friend like, at least once!

i do wonder - and this will of course be revealed in time - if they learned they weren't going to be able to have a season 3. because the reason i can see for why you would shove so much together like that in such a rushed way (like the reveal at the end!! which i saw your post about and if you want to talk about my dms are open!! bonkers!!) is that you're worried you won't be able to unfold it in later episodes and you want to leave your fans on a kind of satisfied note? like in fairness to them, that's a pretty wild ending stroke!! and i guess if it can't be renewed, i don't feel like i have 16000 unanswered questions, which we would have, if we'd ended without finding out any hint of alfhildr's origins.

but then maybe they were just working within the parameters of 6 episode seasons and tried to bite off more than they could chew lmao! anyway, i totally hear you on the linguistics thing—it's cool. just like the intros—showing all the confluence and syncretism of people from different time periods is cool! and is why i cared enough to write out this whole essay!! anyway you're absolutely not barging in, thank you for dropping by <33

#like for its flaws i do like season 1 a lot #and season 2's final twist DID hit me like a - lmao - freight train #im still reeling!!!#and i am invested in the characters #there's just so much THERE that it drives me crazy #anyway #beforeigners #beforeigners spoilers

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World Building Wheneversday: Miyti

Fuck it I felt like doing another one of these so HERE!!

B A S I C S • Full name: Miyti. (That's it. She doesn't know her surname.) • Gender: Female • Sexuality: Pansexual • Pronouns: She/Her

O T H E R S • Family: Rosva (Mirilian) (Biological Mother, Whereabouts Unknown; Rosva gave her daughter to the Jedi Order at birth, after her father revealed he was a Jedi and refused to marry her--she has no contact with her daughter, nor do either of them want it) | Unknown Jedi Knight (Human) (Biological Father, Deceased; Died in the raid on the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, he only met his daughter once before he died--and Miyti doesn't know he was her father) • Birthplace: Coruscant • Job: The Barsen'thor of the Jedi Order • Phobias: None that she has noticed yet. • Guilty pleasures: Given her morality alignment and her profession, you could say she takes a guilty pleasure in *everything* that she's not supposed to. Especially the dealing out "righteous violence".

M O R A L S • Morality alignment?: Lawful Evil. She believes in the Jedi Code above all, but her method of carrying it out is a bit...extreme. • Sins: lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath; Again, a bit too keen on the "righteous violence" and a bit too proud of her work--especially for a Jedi. And while she (believes she) will never love or marry, she is perfectly fine with the physical side of things... • Virtues: chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice; For all the extreme actions she takes for the greater good (some of them being not-so-good), Miyti does also do some of the kinder things the Jedi are known for. She doesn't request pay, has a great deal of patience, and does care about the well-being of others...mostly.

T H I S - O R - T H A T • Introverted/extrovert; Despite being something of a politician, Miyti is most comfortable in solitude. She has to put a lot of energy into all the social fu that's required for her work. • Organized/disorganized; She will put plates in alphabetical order. • Close-minded/open-minded; Imperial militia? Bad. No chance at redemption. Imperial common folk? Bad. Entirely to blame for the actions of their leaders. Sith...? Don't get her started on Sith. • Calm/anxious; Eerily so. She will deliver both praise and threats in total monotone, without a trace of emotion. And it isn't an act. • Disagreeable/agreeable; If you're not on her bad side, she's actually pretty open to her peers arguments and likes to have friendly debates--just don't say anything that will put you on said bad side. • Cautious/reckless; Despite the calmness, she does resort to violence very, very quickly for a Jedi. It's a good thing she knows how to heal because she gets hurt a LOT. • Patient/impatient; E x t r e m e l y. It makes her a great diplomat, and a terrifying enemy. She will find you wherever you go, and she will never get sloppy from frustration. • Outspoken/reserved; Again, not the best trait for a politician--or maybe it is? Her actions speak louder than her words. • Leader/follower; If she isn't the one in charge, she will be soon. • Empathetic/unempathetic; Another terrible trait for a Jedi. She tries to feel for people who are hurt by her actions (who aren't Sith or Imperial and, thus, deserve it), but why can't they see that their friend's death is just a means to a better end? • Optimistic/pessimistic; Eerily, she does believe all the Jedi rhetoric that she repeats. She truly believes everything she does is in the right, and that she is doing good, and good will come from it. Stars help us all if that foundation ever cracks... • Traditional/modern; She holds to her code very strictly. Of course, there are some loopholes she exploits for her personal satisfaction, but it's not like she ever plans on marrying the people she sleeps with. That would be against the rules. • Hard-working/lazy; She has a very important goal to achieve.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S • otp: Zenith. Are they healthy for each other? NO. They both share a very extremist point of view that only enables the other's worst choices. Will Miyti ever actually act on her romantic feelings? FORCE, NO. That's against the rules! But he's still the one person on the ship who understands how she thinks and isn't frightened of her when she goes as far as she does, and the same goes for him with her. They understand each other. It's not a good thing. • ot3: Theran / Holiday, purely in a fun, non-romantic way. She finds Theran amusing and enjoyed their brief tryst. If Holiday had any interest in...participating, somehow?? Maybe it could have continued. Alas, they're in love, and she can't get between that. • brotp: Nobody really hits this point, but Qyzen comes close. She respects him a great deal and he likes that she's not (yet) afraid of anything. But the respect is about as far as she'd let things go. • notp: Felix. He's a sweet, genuinely good person who Miyti did, initially, have some wonderings about. But he's looking for something she can't give anyone--and she honestly doesn't believe she'd deserve somebody like him, even if she could.

How is my Jedi more fecked up than my agent? It's a high bar.

#swtor #swtor oc #Jedi Miyti #Murder Bean #jedi consular #Zenith (swtor)#Tharan Cedrax #Holiday (swtor)#Felix Iresso #world building wednesday #but ON a THURSDAY #my ocs

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padawan-historian · 4 years

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Cannon’s murder is tragic. However, it is even more sad and ridiculous that people are using his murder as a way to reinforce racist ideas and to shield their own prejudice and fragility.

Any way, this is how I responded to her ⬇️

Black lives matter is actively protesting against state-sanctioned, racist violence against black and brown bodies at the hands of law enforcement. We're talking about a pattern of behavior that is built into our [white] infrastructures. It's not only insensitive to the family, but also to this sweet boy to use his murder to level a critique at a movement that challenges multigenerational disenfranchisement and white supremacist violence.

💁🏿‍♀️ Here's a few reasons why:

1. The United States was built on a racial caste system that designated Black, brown, and indigenous people as inherently inferior due to their skin tone. This white supremacist idea was used to justify slavery, racial violence, the exploitation of labor, colonization, segregation . . . And is STILL used to justify the overpolicing of black communities, mass incarceration, and economic immobility of Black, brown, indigenous, and working class families of ALL colors.

2. Race is a social construct--- that means there is no biological distinction between black, brown, beige, or pink people. We have varying features based on our ancestry, but race is a social grouping, NOT a scientific one. Full stop.

However, like gender, race is used to reinforce caste systems, and economic//resource barriers that influence our social behaviors and systems of reality (i.e. black people are more aggressive and prone to violence).

3. In order for us to move beyond racism, we have to confront an uncomfortable, ugly truth --- Anti-black racism is not a matter of personal prejudice, it's a matter of prejudice with power. That DOES NOT justify anti-white racism that ends in violence . . . but understand we are talking about two different trees of prejudice, one that is state-sanctioned white supremacy and one that is in reaction to white supremacy.

Now let's address Cannon's murder.

4. Perhaps this was racially motivated. Perhaps the man was suffering from brain health issues. Perhaps he was upset with the father about some perceived wrong (they had dinner together the night before). But you didn't care about that. You simply cared that a black man murdered a white child and people aren't talking about it (even though the culprit has been apprehended).

The language you use in this post signals that you are "sick" of Black Lives Matter because . . . there isn't a hyphen for white people? They're not discussing violence perpetuated by black people that is tied to lack of resources and mental health services? Would you have liked a statement from BLM saying "that black man does not speak for us! Seriously we're not with him!" 👀 You assume that Black Lives Matter means that ONLY Black people matter and we are above reproach?

It doesn't.

If you were actively engaged with Black + non-Black activists, academics, and community leaders (not the people arguing on social media), you'd know that we're engaged in creating solutions and services to curtail crime in minority and low income communities that are often stripped of resources and opportunities (there are poor white people too). Even if a few people make it out of those environments, there are hundreds more who were trying just as hard who didn't. (But its more comfortable to think that those people are just lazy or not trying hard enough, right?)

6. Cannon does matter. And he WILL get justice . . . in part, because the man who murdered him is black. (Let that sink in)

Sincerely Your Friendly Padawan Historian

#our world #black lives matter #long post #backhanded white fragility #justice for cannon #antiblack racism #antiwhite racism #padawan historian #antiracist liberation #blm

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jackson--t · 3 years

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The last one turns off the light

Summary: On the day of Ragnar's funeral, the family reunites - but even before that, chaos begins. When the Lothbroks brothers get together, the world turns upside down - and not only funny things will come out.

Words: ~ 3.7 k.

Pairings/tags: please look up at AO3, too much for here. We have one crossover pairing, which will be Ubbe x Eggsy (Kingsman). And obviously, Heahmund x Ivar. 🤣

This story is a comforter for me and hopefully entertaining for you. 🖤 Other updates follow this week, since I had a light down. xD

If you want to be tagged in this one, tell me please. 🥰 I always feel so uncormfortable tagging people and thinking they don't like all of my weird stuff, lovely @youbloodymadgenius 🤣❤.

Chapter 1: Of canapès and barking dogs.

Bjorn, Torvi & Sigurd

It was not a nice day, Bjorn had known that from the beginning. Going to funerals was never easy - but holding his father's at his mother-in-law's house was. He had always believed that Ragnar would grow much older - and that the day he died would be peaceful.

But the house of Aslaug had been strangely restless for days. Sigurd had already arrived and had taken possession of the guest room next to Torvi and Bjorn's - his other brothers would soon follow. Bjorn folded the note in his hand lightly and sighed softly. He had read through the words a thousand times, and yet he kept getting stuck.

"I don't know why Aslaug wants me to give the speech," he said softly to Torvi, and she smiled slightly. Her hands softly stroked Bjorn's back, and her voice was like velvet against his ear.

"Because you're the oldest, that's why."

"Everyone will think that Ivar will hold it. After all, he's the famous author."

"Don't worry about that, you know people love you."

Bjorn creased the notes in his hand a little and turned his gaze again to the scrawled words. "My father was a great man. He was born in Kattegat in 1968. Kattegat is known for fishing and... God Torvi, it sounds like a school lecture. Ivar should do it."

"Be brave, Bjorn.", Torvi muttered to him, when suddenly the door opened.

"Are there, the guys with the coffin. With Dad." Sigurd said, who was still talking through the door before he could even open it with a rumble. Bjorn clicked his tongue.

"Still haven't learned to knock, huh?" he hissed, and Sigurd rolled his eyes.

"I don't care, now get down here. Mom's going to freak out - you know how sensitive she is."

"Then she shouldn't have done the funeral here in her house."

"I'll say three words to that: lazy old woman."

"Sigurd!"

Sigurd laughed lightly, and nodded to Bjorn, who slowly rose from the bed and placed his notes on the nightstand. "Come, Torvi."

It was not an easy step that Bjorn took down the stairs, together with Sigurd and Torvi. The last time he had seen his father alive, everything had been fine: he had sat in front of the TV in the evening and watched a game with Bjorn. It had been quiet hours, and the last touch Bjorn actively remembered was the light feeling of Ragnar's fingers on his forearm when he had told him a good joke. Ragnar had laughed so loudly that there had been tears in his eyes - it had been a lovely evening.

Bjorn had long wondered if those last moments were enough, enough to be last words. He should perhaps have said an "I love you," something that expressed his deep admiration for this man. But one never knew when those were the last words - and when Bjorn saw the heavy oak coffin standing in the living room, along with the funeral home staff, his heart felt heavy. It was like lead, as if all the weights were pulling down the otherwise strong and heavy body. But he remained strong, even when he saw how Sigurd became slightly pale around the nose.

Nevertheless, with a quiet clearing of his throat and a respectful nod to the staff, he stood in front of the coffin and opened it with a slight, barely audible movement.

An iron silence spread, and one could almost feel the oppressive heaviness as Björn stared into the coffin. The funeral home staff lowered their heads in reverence as Bjorn suddenly said dryly, "That's not my father."

The silence around the room changed as the employees looked first at each other, and then at Bjorn, who still kept his gaze fixed on the coffin.

One of the staff came around and looked at the dead man, then opened his mouth.

"Oh God, that's really the wrong one. Guys, we put the wrong one in the coffin. We're terribly sorry, Mister Lothbrok - we'll be right back."

Torvi and Bjorn watched the men as they took the coffin back outside; then Bjorn exhaled deeply.

Sigurd in the corner behind them let out a soft chuckle.

"Well, if this is how the funeral is going to start, it's going to be cheerful. A bad omen."

"Don't say that!" Bjorn hissed, and Sigurd just snarled.

"It already started when Ivar said he was bringing his weird drug friend."

"He's a pharmacist, you monkey."

"Same thing, he sells drugs to old people. Maybe he can mix some in the punch."

“Sigurd!"

"What?"

"A little more respect." Torvi said annoyed, while Bjorn exhaled deeply.

"My respect just sailed out with the wrong daddy."

"Oh man. Please let this day go by quickly and without a hitch," Bjorn muttered, trying not to think about the mess that had ensued last Christmas when Ivar and Sigurd had fought over dessert and had destroyed one window.

"The day is guaranteed to be a disaster. Just think who's all coming together here today. They don't say the Lothbroks are all crazy for nothing. And if Ivar says a stupid thing about Martha, I'll punch him in the face!" Sigurd snarled; he took one of the canapés, but got lightly smacked on the fingers by Aslaug, who had joined in quietly and silently.

"Don't!"

"I'm hungry, though."

"You wait until everyone gets here!" Aslaug hissed; one could tell she wasn't feeling well. Torvi silently accompanied her to the kitchen again, while Bjorn sat down next to Sigurd's armchair with a snort.

"I'm so going to fail. Why isn't Ivar giving the speech?" he muttered; he also took a canapé, as did Sigurd, who by now had rested his legs on the little table next to him.

"It doesn't matter, no one will listen anyway. Everyone will blubber. Besides, he's bringing his friend, that fucking Brit. He won't talk in front of him, I bet you."

"All right, let him. They've been together for a long time."

"Yeah, while Ubbe will end up an old maid."

"You too."

The brothers looked at each other, then they both laughed. And although it was not a fitting day for laughter, they both couldn't help it. They were only interrupted when Aslaug came storming out of the kitchen and slapped them both on the knuckles for eating too many of the canapés.

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Ubbe, Hvitserk, Ivar, Heahmund & Eggsy

"Which house was it again?" Ubbe asked, drawing his eyebrows together; Ivar yawned slightly as he looked out the window at the passing houses. He already knew the area by heart, had already spent so many hours driving to and from Heahmund's house - and not just because of Heahmund. Heahmund's little brother Eggsy was Ivar's age, and the two had been best friends for a long time. It had been rather inappropriate when Ivar had confessed to him one day that he fancied his older brother - but after Eggsy had punched him in the face for it during a visit to a club, to be fair, they had been best friends again.

"That one up front. You know that house, you drove me here so many times!" Ivar snarled; Ubbe just snorted softly.

"Yeah, it was dark back then, and you were drunk."

"Alcohol is my muse. And a naked Heahmund."

"No, Ivar. Please don't. At least today. He's a pharmacist, isn't he?"

Ivar rolled his eyes slightly and exhaled in annoyance, then nodded slightly. He ran a hand through his hair while his gaze was fixed on his older brother.

"Yeah, you know that too," he grumbled, and Ubbe shrugged.

"Do you think he can take a look at my wrist? There's all this discoloration on it."

"Ubbe, please. He's a pharmacist, not a doctor," Hvitserk interjected, who was sitting in the back seat.

Ivar knew that his older brother was very upset inside. Ivar felt it the same way - when he had learned of Ragnar's death, a part of his world had collapsed. It had taken him a long time to come to terms - a long time, and a handful of Heahmund's best pills. That had helped. When Ivar saw the slightly clouded look on Hvitserk's face in the rearview mirror, he bit his lower lip lightly.

"But he deals with pills, he knows what I can take!" Ubbe replied irritably.

"Eggsy deals, Heahmund thinks it sucks," Ivar said, amused, turning his gaze back outside.

"Why can they even do that? Eggsy looks like the last spade."

"Ay!"

"Ain't that the truth."

"Maybe Heahmund will have some pills for you in a minute, Hvitty. You look really pale," Ivar said quietly; his bright eyes found Hvitserk's, and he clearly saw his brother forcing a smile.

"I just have a stomachache, after all, and a little dizziness. I'll be fine."

"Here we are," Ubbe said, and the three brothers got out of the car.

The house was in a somewhat quieter corner of the town and was a veritable palace; it had been expensive, for Heahmund and Eggsy's parents were both doctors. Heahmund had confessed to Ivar once long ago that he knew he was a disappointment to them as an apothecary - but Ivar had always encouraged him. Heahmund loved working with chemicals, and the fact that he had fallen in love with him, well - Ivar clearly owed a bit of that to his love of Eggsy's forbidden tablets. Ivar remembered it clearly - an Iggy Pop concert, drunk to the point of no return, and he had dared to kiss Heahmund for the first time.

He remembered hot fingers on his body, wet and sweaty bodies pressing against each other, loud and booming music in his ears, vibrating on his skin.

But that quickly disappeared as Ubbe pressed the button on the bell and waited with his two brothers. It took a moment, but then a grinning Eggsy opened the door.

"Holla, we don't actually buy anything at the door," he said, and Ivar laughed. He chimed in with Eggsy and went into the house, with Ubbe and Hvitserk following. For a moment Eggsy and Ubbe looked at each other, then Ubbe said, "Do you have anything for Hvitty's stomachache?"

"Hmm. I don't know... I'll go see. Hold on. Oh, Ivar - Heahmund's in the shower, he'll be right there in a minute," Eggsy replied, winking at Ivar, who again bit his lip lightly before catching Ubbe's shocked look.

"Ivar, I dare you. You're wearing your fancy suit, Dad gave you that one at the time for your first book launch. If it gets wet-" Ubbe muttered, and Ivar snorted.

"What, it's just water!"

"I think Ubbe once again couldn't get it into his mouth that he means the cum stains that are on your suit afterwards when Heahmund has... wiped himself on your lips," Hvitserk threw into the round and was rewarded by a punch in the neck from Ubbe and a hearty laugh from Ivar.

"I'll wash your filthy mouth out in a minute... Ah, look. Here's some paracetamol, you can take it, can't you?" Ubbe said, holding up a brown little box with the words written all over it in a very slightly scuffed way. Ivar raised his eyebrows as Ubbe tossed the little tin to Hvitserk.

"Hmm, okay... I'll take these without water, not that my suit will get "wet" yet," Hvitserk muttered, and Ivar nudged him lightly.

"Stop it now, I'm shitting myself laughing. But I'm really going to see where Heahmund is," he said, and went up the stairs to the upper floors. Hvitserk swallowed his pills while Ubbe wandered lightly up and down the hallway, looking at the photos on the wall.

It had taken Ubbe a long time to accept Heahmund and Ivar's relationship. Heahmund was an educated and kind man, but Ubbe thought him far too old for Ivar. He knew his little brother and his moods, and also his volatility. It was a real miracle that the relationship had lasted two years by now - which was surely due to Ubbe always keeping an eye on Ivar. Even Ragnar had taken a while to get along with Heahmund. Not as a mate, not as a man - but as the boyfriend at Ivar's side. He had always seen his son in the arms of pretty women, but never in the arms of another man who could almost be his father himself.

Ubbe's eyes wandered over the many photos on the wall and lingered on a family photo. It was visible that they were a well-heeled, wealthy family - only Eggsy stood out, as always. The boy was just like them with Ivar, the nestling, the baby - and the spawn of hell. Even though Ubbe really liked Eggsy's grin, and his blunt, British humor.

"What do you think it's going to be like today? Wow, are the walls yellow here.", Hvitserk said quietly; Ubbe directed his gaze to the beige wall, but only raised his eyebrows. It was nothing new that Hvitserk had lousy taste when it came to color naming.

"Well... it's dad. I'm sure it won't be pretty. I can't wait to see how Bjorn's speech turns out."

"Why isn't Ivar holding it?" Hvitserk said; as the two looked at each other, Hvitserk lightly stroked the wall with his fingers. Ubbe smiled briefly; he put a hand on Hvitserk's shoulder and sighed.

"I don't know. It doesn't matter either, he's the oldest, and he'll do fine. It was mother's wish. And Dad would have loved it. We'll all be together again," he said quietly, and Hvitserk nodded silently.

He was about to say something when Eggsy came down the stairs. He tossed a small can to Ubbe and winked. "Here, paracetamol."

"It's all good Eggs, we've already had some. It was okay, right? There were some lying here, we really only took two."

Eggsy's grin disappeared from his face; he was about to say something when Ivar and Heahmund came down the stairs.

"Hello, you two!" Heahmund said; he was smiling, but he placed his hand lightly comfortingly on Ubbe's shoulder, who smiled only slightly. "I'm really very sorry."

"It's okay. It's part of life, isn't it?" Ubbe replied; he waited until Heahmund removed his hand, and then cleared his throat, not without another quick glance at the slightly distraught Eggsy.

"I'll go start the car. Eggsy, are you going to ride with us?"

"Who... me? Nah, I'll... um... drive myself later, I've got stuff to do," he said, forcing a soft smile.

When Ubbe was out the door and the others were about to follow, Eggsy stood in front of the door. He pushed it shut lightly and looked at the three, who eyed him in slight confusion.

"Eggs, what are you doing? Make room.", Ivar snarled and grabbed Eggsy by the shoulder, but the latter just pushed him away slightly.

"Honestly - Hvit - how many of those pills did you take?" he said harshly, and Hvitserk snorted.

"Two, why? And you guys should repaint your house, that yellow paint really stings in the eyes."

"FUCK." Eggsy said, and Heahmund grabbed him by the shoulder.

"What do you mean with fuck, Eggsy? Do you have like... no. Don't tell me you..."

"Yeah… I did."

"What's wrong?" Ivar interjected, whose gaze had so far only wandered back and forth between the two.

"The pills.” Eggsy murmured, holding up the brown tin.

"Paracetamol, it says. Are you stupid?" Hvitserk said, and Eggsy opened his mouth.

"That's really a bit inappropriate now, huh... These aren't paras."

A rough hand reached into Eggsy's shirt, and Heahmund pushed his younger brother hard back against the door. "What do you mean Eggsy?!"

"I was... experimenting, it was supposed to be for tonight, I... I named it xylitol x10."

"What."

"What?"

"Is that why the walls are so fucking yellow?!" Hvitserk shouted, trying to jump towards Eggsy, but Ivar held him back.

"I'm sorry, but you don't just eat any fucking pills lying around somewhere either -"

"It had paracetamol on it, you asshole!!!"

"Yeah, you think I'd write party drug on it?"

"STOP!" Heahmund yelled between them, holding the boys apart; he could feel exactly how tense Hvitserk and Ivar were breathing.

"What's in it, Eggsy?" Heahmund asked, and all eyes turned to the young Englishman. Eggsy fussed, running a hand down the back of his neck, then muttering lightly.

"Well, this and that...I didn't...quite calculate that."

"Hallucinogens?" Heahmund grumbled; he still had his brother in stitches, and Eggsy nodded slightly.

"Everything. Stimulants, sleeping pills, painkillers. It's supposed to get you high on a new level."

It took a moment before Hvitserk let out a slight cry of panic and went for Eggsy's throat; Ivar interposed himself but gave Eggsy a deadly look.

"How long does it last?" he asked frantically, and Eggsy opened his lips slightly. It took him a moment before he quietly replied, "Twelve hours?"

Hvitserk was about to go after Eggsy again, but this time Heahmund joined in.

"THAT MEANS I'M GOING COMPLETELY HIGH AND FUCKED UP ON MY FATHER'S FUNERAL?" Hvitserk shouted, and Eggsy shrugged slightly.

"That... yeah, something like that. But it won't be so bad, because… you just won't notice anything."

"Eggsy, this is going to be trouble. Shit, what do we do now? Ubbe doesn't have a clue, does he?"

Ivar bit his lower lip lightly, still looking at his best friend. He knew that Eggsy had never done this on purpose, guaranteed, and that he had simply wanted to resell the pills. They had done it so many times, together, to really kick ass at festivals - if Ragnar or Ubbe had ever known that, and Heahmund - oh, Ivar was sure he would end up in hell. But he stuck by Eggsy, who by now was really pale around the nose.

"We'll work it out. We can say he's allergic to the pills because they were... expired."

"Ivar, that's... Ubbe will never believe that. He himself is so..."

"We have no choice."

Hvitserk pressed his head against Ivar's shoulder and let out a low snort; his hands clawed tightly into the suit of Ivar's shoulder, and Ivar patted his head lightly.

"Well, at least... the funeral won't be so bad for you then." he said, catching an indignant look from Heahmund, which he only returned with a shrug.

"We have no choice, like I said."

A honk sounded outside, and all four flinched violently; Hvitserk raised his eyes, already looking slightly dreamy.

"Fuck... Eggsy, get changed and join us as soon as you can. It's best if Hvitserk drinks a lot of water to get that stuff out. God, Eggsy...you must be from the mailman.", Heahmund said with a slight frown.

"Shut up, it wasn't like I wanted this!"

"It's okay now." Ivar said, taking Hvitserk's forearm in his hand; he guided his brother easily while Eggsy opened the front door.

"You just have to pretend everything's okay long enough. So Ubbe won't notice anything, because he'll kill Eggsy, me and Heahmund then. And with his kind, himself, too," Ivar added; he held Hvitserk tightly as he pulled slightly towards the flowerbed.

"The flowers smell like butter."

"Sure, everybody knows that," Ivar said, turning in a panic to Eggsy, who stood like a little pale something in the front doorway, watching the three of them get into Ubbe's car.

He raised his arm ever so slightly and with compressed lips nodded to Ubbe, who waved at him. Only when the car turned the corner slightly did he flee back into the house in a panic.

The first few miles through the city in the car were silent; until Ubbe cleared his throat and looked at the slightly cramped Heahmund and Ivar in the back seat through the mirror.

"Everything’s good? What else did you do inside?" he asked, and Ivar and Heahmund looked at each other slightly. Then Ivar put on a warm smile.

"I was arguing with Eggs about what he should wear. He refuses to wear a suit."

"Haha yeah, that’s my little... cutie... brother.", Heahmund laughed, and got a firm jab from Ivar in the ribcage for it - which Ubbe luckily didn't see because he had to brake hard. An elderly couple walked across the intersection, and Hvitserk suddenly looked around in confusion.

"Wasn't there a dog in here just now?" Hvitserk said, mouth agape; Ubbe at the steering wheel drew his eyebrows together, while Ivar and Heahmund exchanged brief glances in the back seat.

"What?" Ubbe asked, snorting in amusement, while Ivar lightly bit his lower lip. Hvitserk's gaze turned towards Ubbe in confusion, and he stared at his older brother slightly absently.

"There was a dog barking in here just now, wasn't there?"

"Hvitty what the... did you take dr...?" Ubbe began, but Ivar interrupted him frantically, putting his hand on Ubbe's shoulder from behind.

"Aren't we almost there?" he said with pointed curiosity, and Ubbe turned his gaze skeptically to the road. "Yes, in a minute," he said, giving Ivar a puzzled look through the rearview mirror. But his youngest brother only smiled an exaggeratedly broad and hearty smile, while Hvitserk pressed his head against the window, smiling slightly.

"You guys are acting weird. But today it’s okay. After all, today is an important day, and it's finally another day when the whole family gets to be together loving each other. If only Dad could see us like this," Ubbe said quietly, albeit with a soft, crooked smile at the corner of his mouth.

If only dad could see us.

Ivar's hands clenched slightly, and he exhaled softly. His brother was doped up on whatever drugs Eggsy had made up makeshift from his pharmacy studies. Bjorn would make a beastly speech, Ivar knew, even though it hurt his heart to think of his oldest brother that way. Sigurd and he would quarrel, and even that day hold grudges against each other. Ivar would show up at his father's funeral with his boyfriend, whom not many knew yet. Aunt Helga would have a heart attack. Ubbe would have a crisis as soon as he realized that Hvitserk hadn't just taken paracetamol. Oh yes, if only dad could see us.

But it was Heahmund's warm hands that closed around his and held him tightly; very tightly, so that Ivar immediately felt safe and comfortable. He glanced at his partner, and Heahmund smiled encouragingly at him. At least he was there - because with him, Ivar felt complete.

Even if his brother in the passenger seat wore a slight thread of drool in the corner of his mouth and was guaranteed to be fantasizing about yellow walls and butter-smelling flowers, and imaginary dogs barking in the car.

#vikings #modern au #heahmund x ivar #eggsy unwin #ivar the boneless #heavar #hvitserk lothbrok #family #crossover fanfiction #fanfiction

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robin-the-enby · 3 years

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heyy can I ask for a diabolik lovers matchup? I’m 5’3 and lowkey don’t know if I own an aesthetic or like have one in the first place. I use she/her pronouns and am a biromantic ace (more towards the greysexual side), I don’t have a lean towards any but I do prefer fems.

I’m infpt,, my enneagram type is 6. My house is slytherin and is a capricorn. Three words to describe myself is intense, chaotic and confusing- I’m very strong headed with my opinions and don’t really care what people think of me. Rarely get mad or upset in general, it’s just hard to piss me off, but I do get annoyed easily without actually showing it on my face. I’m actually very quiet to new people, but close friends can see my more loud side since I’m more comfortable around them. I do have anxiety so I sometimes get panic attacks in stressful/social situations too. People like talking to me about their problems, I like helping them too, but idk how to take care of myself either ;-; I like trying new things because I get bored easily too so it keeps me distracted.

I’m right now trying to learn the kalimba and I do sing for fun. I like a lot of genre in music so I can’t pinpoint exactly what I like, but I do listen to kpop. I play visual novels mostly (others include, sims, minecraft, horror rpg, rhythm games, genshin and honkai) and I also watch anime, favourite being assassination classroom and bloom into you. I used to read a lot but I haven’t for a while, I also used to write TT. I draw too- I like law, psychology and photography and I like salt and vinegar chips and boba. Favourite subject in school, math and english is my second language :]. I don’t know if all of these are relevant but if it is I’ll just put a little more- uhm, these are the last few ones, I do imagine very vividly, sometimes talking to no one but my own characters in my mind, I like birds and I’m trying my best to learn arab-

Here’s some miscellaneous,, I don’t like bugs, blood and realistic looking dolls/wax figures. I also have trypophobia and am a perfectionist. I don’t forgive people easily and I forget easily- anyway uh that’s it, thank you !! :D

Hello, fellow ace! I spend a lot of time alone and I talk to my favourite characters from my favourite movies/shows etc. And I've read the Bloom into you manga! I match you with:

Ayato Sakamaki

Ayato would like your confidence in being yourself, no matter what other people say. And if they dare say something bad about you, well, ore-sama will take care of them...

He'll often cheer you on and hype you up to help you feel more confident, if possible.

Basically, in Ayato's eyes, your confidence makes you the perfect partner for someone as important as Ayato.

It's good that you don't get mad easily, because Ayato's ego is very high and his tendency to put other people below him is hard to get rid off. But he tries for you, he genuinely sees you as equals.

He likes the trust you put in him when you let him, although probably unintentionally, see your louder, more chaotic side.

The quiet moments, when Ayato doesn't really feel like being his usual bold, confident self and comes to you to just, be with someone he loves and who loves him, are what matters to him the most. It strengthens the bond between the two of you. Sometimes he might tell you to sing or play to him.

In turn, he'll try and help you with your anxiety. Deep down, below all the trauma, he is a caring person and when it comes to you, this trait is multiplied by 100.

He'll learn how to recognize when you're anxious or about to have a panic attack and how to help prevent it.

Trying new things would make for great dates! Ayato isn't against trying something new, since he firmly believs he'll be good at everything you present to him.

He'd play games with you, watch anime, go out and get boba with you...

He'd admire all the things you can do and are trying to learn, since he's pretty lazy himself and just likes to have fun. Just don't spend too much time studying or he'll get jealous and pull you away to spend some time with him.

Since you don't like blood, he'll do everything to not drink from you, but he'd like to. Even though it's not the most pleasurable thing, believe it or not, for him, it would be an intimate thing to do with you.

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #diabolik lovers matchups #diabolik lovers x reader #diabolik lovers x y/n #dialovers ayato #ayato sakamaki #ayato sakamaki x reader #ayato sakamaki x y/n

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dramagamergirl · 4 years

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Day 3 - Love Unholyc

Third Day

Chat 1:59 am Sweet dreams

I can't sleep I'm so tired +Hi

Sure, I like that I want to chat with you face to face... +Hi

I want to see your startle face. +Hi Something big is going to happen if I faint one more time...

Sujee deserved it. You did the right thing +Hi I think you overdid it considering she didn’t do it on purpose

Maybe she doesn't like you being with me? — Maybe she is paralyzed in love with you? What's your mom like?

Chat 08:43 am William’s heart

Yeah, I'm right here — Why did you call me twice?

That pink haired human has a name and its hi +HI did you worry about me a lot?

Were they that important? but what's done is done. What should I do —

I recharge some yesterday night so it's okay! — We should look at it under a positive light its half full. Not half empty! I don’t think I can remember all of them You're right. I don’t listen to anyone so cheer up. —

Oh right! It’s the black Sabbath okay. I'll be more careful — Hi calls

Chat 10:36 am My dear friend!

Wow, your profile picture is so pretty — lol I was kidding; you know me all too well

How did you know that?? Are you worried for my wellbeing? — it's refreshing morning if that answer the question I don’t feel so great —

They were more attractive than unholycs — I still have a long way to go

To think you would find joy in my misery — I'm glad you actually find my situation amusing I don’t have any intention of forcing them to do my bidding — Our power doesn’t work against other unholyc

You have your butler though Why don’t you hang out with humans? — Huhu, wish all u want! — I will deliver your message to William

Chat 11:24 am Cat is recovering!

Yeap, 100 percent I survived thank to Hi +Hi Yes, I did! I skipped because I felt lazy and tired —

I wanted to see you too...you should have stopped by +Leo Good job. You can't just throw your life away like that. I didn’t notice! Sad I felt much better this morning all of a sudden +Hi Hi image

That’s because you drank too much yogurt lol You have a sweet tooth too hi? +Sol Great! I pulled it off — I guess he’s not fully recovered yet. We need to take care of him until the very end. I'm happy enough to be able to talk to you guys +Sol There are so many things that I want that I can't even list them all

Sol Image

Ah! Did you want to have my slippers? .. So cute lol +Leo

Bird poop That’s ominous Don’t you think you should rater clean it that chat about it here? Hahaha —

Sol Calls

Chat 13:46 pm Big Sister!!!

Who is this? — Okay, thank you

Where did you get my number? Haha Nice to meet you too +Sol

What jeeps him so busy? — Did Sol ever have a girlfriend?

Hey Hello? +Sol Excuse me?

Chat 14:32 pm I have a question

Yes, boss! I wanted to talk as well lol —

He called me sister in law lol Don’t punish him, he was a nice person. —

lol Are you checking on my meal status again? Yes, I did — No, I didn’t

Something else? Theres nothing, we’re fine mmm, the truth is... No, never mind —

I am one who made the decision. You don’t need to. +Sol William is not as irrational as he might seem lol

Chat 16:37 pm Memory from school years

I will take that SOS! +Leo Hi Leo, I'm not busy!

Application requirement? Can Hi translate? +Hi

I think those who write negative comments online are all psychopath Why would people spend time writing such a thing? +Hi

Why won't you make a costume for hi? Hi, so smart! +Hi

That’s Sol’s privacy I bet 100 +Leo

Sol Image Leo must enjoy physical activity. — Aren't you a professional model?

Sol isn't good at drinking? +Sol Oh. The story sounds pretty interesting!

The story doesn't match with how Leo looks I want to see Leo get tired +Sol

I like how manly Sol is That’s right. I like how soft and warmhearted Sol is —

Lol Sol... you are really upset Treating elderly well. That's amazing —

Chat 18:58 pm Strange vacation

Do you think he told her about my story? 30 pairs of slippers? +Hi

Didn’t you say the sign was no longer there? Maybe she’s talking off a little longer? —

You guys must be close to her She’s going to be fine +Hi

Maybe it was someone looked like her? +Leo Maybe she just wanted to take a rest

Sol is so reliable and competent I really wish she’s okay +Sol

I like sweet things too! +Leo How can Sol handle so much sugar?

Chat 19:43 pm Man From underworld

Sujee, you must visit Ripeato pretty often? Are you close to her too, Sujee? —

Don’t you think saying that can hurt Sol’s felling even more? +Sol Why don’t you use different way to describe him?

Sujee, you are being rude — are you talking bad about Sol’s friends?

Sol has enemies?! They want the Ripeato’s street? How bold! —

Sol, does this put you in danger? — Sol. Don’t you have intention to solve the issue by force?

Everything is centered on Hi for you, Sujee — Do you know these people, sol?

It Feels like we are mingling into something dangerous — Can't we just report the case to the police?

Leo you must have been busy? Leo, I am still here! +Leo

Sol is as normal as we are Sol must be aware how concerned you are, Leo —

How did you get close to her, Leo? +Leo How did Sol get close to her, Leo? +Sol How did Hi get close to her, Leo? +Hi

I am too, I've got so much to do I'm fine, pretty free +Leo

Chat 20:21 pm Don't tell others

Urgent matter? What is it? — Are you okay??

I won't until you come. Don’t push yourself too much, you don’t have to come if it's difficult —

Chat 21:24 pm Advance from human female friend

I'm just doing my work I just talked to sol —

Sol is not a gangster — No. I didn’t

I think you are You are worried about me? —

You... Heard? That means those may not be true — He had lived such a though like?

Sol said he trust Ripeato employees — all the employees at Ripeato used to be gangsters?

Yes, I understand. Thank you — well a lot still doesn't make sense to me I only speak about Hi that I know — Something makes me think I know more about Hi than you do

Chat 21:45 pm Sol’s last words

Don’t worry, sol will take care of everything! We haven't heard from Hi either, right? —

Hi, lets calm down a bit. I'm sure that what Sol wants Don’t be sorry. You must have been so busy... We have startled you +Hi

Nothing much He sounds there is some issues + Leo

Does sol get involved in fights often? Sol is super strong, so he's going to be okay, right? —

Leo, you really do understand Sol too well +Leo What message did Sol leave you with?

Why do you have to be there early the morning? Im so glad you are coming early —

Okay, I will stay strong +Sol I can't calm myself down from worrying

Story21:53 pm Emergency Close down, Ripeato

No options

Story22:34 pm Waiting

Sol! Are you okay? I was waiting for you +Sol

Should support him standing — Should Tell Sol he’s swatting a little but I worried about you too — We can't even worry a person who is taking care of himself?

How come you sound surprise by that? — Mm, I think?

That’s right, I am upset +Sol Nope, why would I feel unpleasant

Stop, get a hold of yourself! Let's finish this up first, okay? +Sol

Sol, can you do it with less power... It hurts if you do it like that, so let's loosen it up a bit. Be good, okay? +Sol

Sol is there any issue that you are afraid to share with is? Sol it may be just a feeling. But it seems you become a lot more talkative when I'm around —

#love unholyc #loveunholyc #unholyc

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reasonsilovemywife · 4 years

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Buckle up, I've got something to say

Most of you will ignore this post. I hope that you take time to read it, especially my white friends and colleagues...

I've hesitated to really speak my mind on the murder of Armaud Arbery, the murder of George Floyd, and the aftermath of these murders. I opted to not watch the videos of their murders, of their last breaths. I opted not to watch because it will only piss me off even more. I know the outcome without watching. I've seen it over and over again. I don't need to see it over and over again, again. I've hesitated because I feel helpless. I've spoken against racism almost my whole life, at least since high school. And what has that changed? Have I really made things better? Have I done all I can to end racism? I've felt outnumbered, I've felt intimidated, I remember feeling what my heart tells me is right being contrary to what others tell me is right.

Maybe I could've communicated better, but lacked the ability or lacked the information that would be more persuasive. Maybe I could have organized better, but lacked the commitment or the access or knowledge. Or maybe they just lacked the empathy for their fellow man. I still, vividly, remember the first time I saw racism play out in front of my very eyes. Innocence lost. It's still painful to this day. I've said in the past, as long as racist parents raise racist children, racism will never go away. But even worse, racism isn't just anecdotal, it isn't just individual-based. It is systemic. It has been woven into our institutions and structures over such a long period of time that it is subtle to someone who is not directly affected by it.

I feel helpless because of "all the progress that's been made", at times it feels like no progress has been made. In the 50s and 60s, it was Emmett Till, four little girls (Addie May Collins, Carol Denise McNair, Cynthia Wesley, and Carole Rosamond Robertson), Willie Edwards, Jr., Cpl. Roman Ducksworth, Jr., Jimmie Lee Jackson and many others. In this past decade, it's been Tamir Rice, Trayvon Martin, Eric Garner, the Charleston Nine (Clementa Pinckney, Cynthia Marie Graham Hurd, Susie Jackson, Ethel Lee Lance, Depayne Middleton-Doctor, Tywanza Sanders, Daniel Simmons, Sharonda Coleman-Singleton, Myra Thompson), Philando Castille, Armaud Arbery, George Floyd, and once again, many others. So when we continually see these killings play out, the progress that has been made can feel hollow and inadequate.

Just like my words on a Facebook and Tumblr post can feel. And that's mostly all I have to offer, words. I can post and opine on Facebook / Tumblr all day, but is that really going to change anything? That's why I feel helpless. During my career at UPS I was hopeful to get involved in the community, to help underprivileged children, to help the homeless, and to get involved with anti-racist organizations in order to contribute to a better, more equitable and more harmonious community. But the truth is, I just worked. I just worked 70+ hours per week for a corporation that pays me for 50 hours per week, but expects me to do more and work longer if needed. But I digress. Yet, this leads to a lack of time and a lack of energy, and that's why I feel helpless.

I feel helpless because too many white people are dismissive on the issues of race. It doesn't negatively affect white people, so there's no need to get involved, right? This is one of the most obvious proofs of white privelege. And that's precisely the reason you should fight for social justice for minorities. If you don't want to be considered a racist, then stop looking the other way, stop benefiting from white privilege then deny that white privilege exists, stop acting as if "reverse racism" is equal to or worse than racism against minorities. If you don't want to be considered a racist, then care, act and live as if you're not a racist.

If you're response to "Black Lives Matter" is "All Lives Matter" instead of "Yes, They Do", then you are part of the problem and are clearly missing the point. Stop dismissing racism as a problem Black people (and other minorities) have to deal with. It's our responsibility as White people to end racism, not theirs. They're the victims of racism in America, not the perpetrators. So fix your damn self. Stop being tolerant. Stop being complacent. Stop being dismissive. Stop acting as if it's not your problem, because it is 100% your problem. My problem. Our problem. The problem is you've benefited from it, I've benefited from it. We've benefited from white supremacy our entire lives, and usually don't even recognize it. How could we, it's normal to us - although it should be abnormal. If you don't believe racism in America is systemic and intentional, study up on redlining, study up on the inception of policing in the South, study up on the educational, financial, and even medical care disparities during segregation and how it still affects us today.

Also, stop with all the generalizations. That goes for everyone. Stop painting everything and everyone with such a broad brush just because you're too lazy or too simple to actually learn and discern. Humanity is not a monolith. People groups are not a monolith. All Black people are not the same, all white people are not the same, all law enforcement are not the same, all protesters are not the same, etc., etc. There are good and bad in all things, including humanity. I know for a fact that there are good, moral, heroic police officers out there, because I have family and friends who are those good police officers. I also know for a fact that there are crooked, corrupt, criminal police officers out there. Those are the ones that I am against, those are the ones we all should be against, especially the good cops out there. You can be fully supportive of LE and also be fully supportive of the arrest and conviction of dirty cops. It's not mutually exclusive. Also, don't confuse the peaceful protesters with the looters, they are not the same people. People marching, holding up signs are not the same people as the ones damaging property.

Speaking of protesting, if you've never protested, please stop telling other people how to protest. How would you know the right way to protest, you've never needed to. Although I wasn't a huge fan of Kaepernick, his peaceful protest was just, but it made "us" uncomfortable so "we" hated him for it. He literally stated that he was protesting police brutality and racial injustice and literally stated that he was not protesting the military, not protesting the flag, but you hated him for it and, with the assistance of this ignorant ass president of ours, Kaep's mission was tainted, blurred, misconstrued.

Now, a lot of us our finally opening our eyes that he was right all along.

Speaking of Trump, can we get him off Twitter, at least until we can get him out of the White House. This dude has quoted white supremacists multiple times, then when questioned about it, acts as if he had no idea. Multiple times. He takes no responsibility for his actions. It would take less than two minutes for him to Google before posting. He's blatantly ignorant at the least. And don't come at me about the economy, the economy has been steadily improving since 2010 but y'all didn't want to acknowledge that until Orangina got in office. But let me get off politics because I'm not supporting Biden's stupid ass either. It would be nice if we had a worthy candidate, a dream deferred.

Although I feel helpless at times, I won't give up. I still have hope for the future. But the future starts now, it starts with us. Have empathy, be sincere, treat people as you would have them treat you. That's a good starting point, but remember, that's just the starting point.

#WeveGotWorkToDo

#BlackLivesMatter

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kururu418 · 4 years

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I know she isn't used much but do you have anymore info on Sting?

Here’s some stuff off the top of my head (which means I just made it up...)

Sting is an Insectiod, a species of insect like monsters that number few in mewni. The same species at Gadfly.

She’s been serving under Typhon ever since she was a small child. He taught her how to survive and fight after her parents died. She’s considered his right hand women and sees him as a father figure.

Sting is very protective of both Typhon and Astro. She used to follow the prince without him knowing (and still does sometimes) and she’s even assassinated people who have threatened him.

Her magical ability is ‘Pinpoint’. If she stabs you with her tail once, it leaves a mark that won’t disappear unless she tells it to. If she hits the same spot again, whatever thing that spot was on starts to rot away.

Her parents were killed protecting her since it was thought he had the potential to be Titan Class (she doesn’t but she’s still really strong) and she’s had a grudge against the Magical High Commission ever since.

She organizes the monster kingdom’s spy networks. She knows just about everything that goes on in all of the kingdoms. From new laws being passed down to what they eat for breakfast.

She keeps organized notes on all the back dealings of shady nobles and royals in case they ever try to move against the monster kingdom.

She’s honestly going to be really glad with Astro is crowned king since Typhon is kind of lazy when it comes to a lot of the more tamer responsibilities of running the kingdom. She does a lot of it herself because he’ll either take too long or just blow it off entirely. (He still pulls his weight but some things just bore him easily)

She likes reading love novels but keeps it a secret and will more than likely bury anyone who ever finds out.

#tales of mewni #yah-gurl-ari #sting #callyieverse #character facts #random character facts

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valkerymillenia · 4 years

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Umbrella Academy

season 2, episode 8

Once again- live blogging my thoughts and reactions in one post to avoid spamming.

So this is how the FBI gets their hands on Vanya, huh? Seems most fan theories were wrong.

Oh, Sissy's last name is Cooper!

I did wonder about that -how did remember her name despite forgetting everything else? If she knew her name then she should have been able to remember other little fragments.

Of course the feds focus on the fact that her name is Russian. Cold war bullshit. I guess they think she's a spy or since Russian sleeper soldier or something.

"I'm not Russian" -you kinda are though 😅 Tatiana was Russian and gave birth to you in Moscow sooo...

DID VANYA JUST SPEAK RUSSIAN?!

Is that one of the 7 languages that Reggie all the siblings or....? Does it... Does it have something to do with her powers or her birth place?

"simple-minded boy"? FUCK YOU.😠

"communist threat" there it is 🙄

Oh no, she's losing her cool. Here come the powers... I keep wondering how she does that 'sucking the life' out of someone thing. 🤔

That's a lot of puke.

Poor Five, he's starting to crack under the stress.

Why is Ben gagging? He's dead, he shouldn't be able to feel or smell the puke.

Loving Robert's real curls starting to show.

"I regret nothing" -hmm.... Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.

"there's a giant dead white boy on my couch" 😆

"Oh, I see. It's gonna be one of those kind of nights, huh? So are we burning or burying?" -this is why I love Klaus! He doesn't even flinch, he doesn't care what happened, he doesn't ask, he just immediately decides that he's going to help his sister get rid of a dead body like it's the most natural thing in the world.

Although, it would be interesting if Klaus actual saw the Swede ghosts too. I just want Klaus to be seeing ghosts everywhere again, ok? I want that struggle from season 1 to be brought back and not swept under the rug for plot convenience. As a writer, if you make something an important character trait, you stick with it and they haven't done that with Klaus, they are half-assing his struggle with his powers.

It's the Swede really going to...? Oh good, saved by the cat.

Oh! So that's what "lavender" means! I was right, it was the perfume, it was probably obvious but I'm a little dumb.

Ah! Lila is trying to hire Diego for the Commission???

Diego is so confused.

"colorful history" sounds so wrong and sexual 😣

Diego is so full of bullshit. His loyalties absolutely lie with his family, he's just too defensive to admit it.

Reginald FRAMED Pogo's family drawing? So he's a better dad to the chimp than his own kids, huh?

THE TELEVATOR!!!!!!! PLANS FOR THE TELEVATOR!!!! I love comic references, please tell me we'll see a real televator in the show!

So Reggie really is planning something about JFK...

"are you involved in something nefarious?" "Quite often. Did you have something more specific in mind?" -at least he owns it 😆

"shaggy man" -ah! Poor Diego!

Reggie really loves this Grace, huh? But she has a point.

Five is losing it a bit, huh?

The baby powder 🤣

"I have to find myself" -RIGHT! I was wondering when this would come up! Old!Five was there for the JFK thing so Five just has to find his old self and his briefcase in order to correct all this mess. More comic references!

"arguably the most dangerous assassin in the time-space continuum" -DAMN RIGHT 💯

"paradox psychosis" 🤣I know it's supposed to be super serious but the symptoms are so funny...

"a spotter? What is that? Like a wingman?" 😆 This parallels that "Body man? What's that? Like a masseuse?" line in s02e02 where Five is the confused one.

Five, do you really think your brother can stop you if you spiral? Because I don't.

Luther doesn't have a great attention span, does he?

Harlan's drawing is interesting... I get a feeling it's important.

Shit, they are torturing Vanya!! This is so bad!

LSD? LSD?????? No, that's a terrible idea with her powers!!!

Eeeewwwww the eyeballs! 👁️

That's a hell of a bad trip... The way the music makes with the visuals reminds me of my synesthesia though.

Oh! So this is where the scene of all the adult siblings in the Academy uniforms is from!!! (I remember someone saying it was Diego dreaming of having a drugged hallucination in the asylum, they were pretty close! It's Vanya drugged by the FBI instead!)

"I get you" -that is not the face of a person that gets this at all, Luther!

"Don't freak out." -like that ever worked 😆

Lila trying to have her cake and eat it too with her mom and Diego.

That informational video 🤣🤣🤣

Free coffee! Weekly donuts* (*fees apply)! Wow, so tempting 😒

"whatever your skill, education, or comfort level with moral ambiguity (...)" 😆

Are the Fives just having a staring contest? 🤣🤣

Ah! How can Five be bitchy and aggressive to HIMSELF 😆

"all those years on the apocalypse, we never stopped working about our family." -why does Luther look so damn surprised to hear this?? Why the hell does he think Five is doing so this for?!

Wow, Five is really bitter about his body, isn't he? He's making old!Five so nervous 😅

Oops, there's stage 4 for old!Five!

And there's stage 3 as well and stages 5 and 6 for little!Five.

I get a feeling Five doesn't really have the accurate calculations, he's just lying and using the originals.

"I don't trust him!" -he's... He's you...14 days ago! How do you not trust yourself?

"but he's you" "exactly" 🤣🤣🤣

I'm so afraid how what Diego is going to do. I get a feeling hell fuck up trying to be a misguided hero again...

"I'm Diego. I have a knife." 😆

"it's very shiny" 🤣

So Diego is a legend, huh? 😏

"there's been a coup d'etat" "what's that? Cadillac?" -don't play dumb, Diego, I don't believe for a single second that you don't know what a coup is.

So the new apocalypse WAS Vanya's fault but by proxy (actually more the FBI's fault), she was just a small domino. So literally the only one that didn't actively do anything to impact the timeline ends up being the one doing the most damage (again)? PLOT TWIST!

Oh no, DON'T GET ANY IDEAS ABOUT YOUR SISTER, DIEGO! YOU SAW HOW BADLY THAT ENDED LAST TIME!

No, I refuse to believe "she will always be the bomb" 😠😠😠😠

LOL, hi, Dot!

NO! LUTHER, YOU MORON! DON'T GIVE HIM ALL THAT INFO! YOU'LL CHANGE EVERYTHING AND CEASE TO EXIST!!!

These dumb siblings exhaust me

"little jerk-off" -why are you insulting yourself, you weirdo? 😆

Old!Five with all the PP symptoms and yet he says he never felt better in his life 🤣

"you're getting paranoid" -you both are, and sweaty, itchy and gassy. All that's missing is the homicidal rage at this point 😅

Vanya's hallucination shows us a twisted paranoid view she has of her siblings and it's very interesting:

-Ben is protective, defends her, he can do no harm, probably because he died young so nostalgia blurs her memory of him

-Allison defends her but is also arrogant and condescending, speaking as if she's implying that Vanya is weak, probably because Vanya feels that Allison is perfect and has an inferiority complex

-Luther is just as arrogant and looks down her, calling her lazy, but does so without malice (more mockery than anger)

-Klaus is accusing and suspicious but still on the fence and excitable, probably reflecting Vanya's own doubts and how she herself sees Klaus

-Five just stares, judging and silent but unable to look away, probably because she trusts him but she also doesn't know him, there's the same nostalgia effect as Ben but because Five came back (to stop her) the inferiority and fear of judgement is still there

-Diego is completely different, awkward and detached, this one is the most interesting because he's one of the people that was most vocal and mean against her in season 1 but apparently she sees a kindred spirit in him to an extent, either that or she fears she means nothing to him

Maybe I'm overanalyzing again...

I totally predicted the dishes would be brains but it's still gross.

Ew, the chewing... 😫 It's giving me the creeps.

Why is she seeing Harlan's drawing? She was gone already when he made that particular drawing (I knew it would be important), is she connected to him now??

And how does she remember her own birth??

Holy shit, Harlan is feeling Vanya's pain!!!😲😲😲

"why are people so much heavier when they're dead?" "You got a lot of practice at this?" 😅

Ben and Klaus conversation actually makes me feel a bit better about the possession but it makes no sense at all 🤣

Poor Ray keeps meeting in-laws in the weirdest situations 🤣🤣🤣🤣 his face! 🤝

Ray is having a nervous breakdown 😣 poor guy...

The moment Lila notices Diego is missing, the intercom chimes "Loyalty isn't a choice, it's a lifestyle" and if that isn't foreshadowing for Lila choosing sides then I don't know what is.

This is a really painful way for Vanya to recover her memories but it's so well done!

Holy shit... 😳

Klaus asking the real question here. She's being tortured, Klaus, go help!!!

HOLY SHIT! HARLAN HAS VANYA'S POWERS NOW?!

No, no, no,no, no, no nononononono! This is so bad! A child with a disorder that makes emotions hard to regulate suddenly having an apocalyptic level of power that connects directly to emotion is just a recipe for disaster!

#tua #tua s2 #tua s2 spoilers

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