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writingwithcolor · 3 years

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Tragedy Exploitation and Characters of Colour

hi! i've browsed your blog for a while now and it's been really helpful to me, so first off, thank you. i was wondering about something tho, i recently saw your response to a person explaining their story idea that revolved around two lovers, where one was cursed to kill the other and the other was always resurrected only for it to repeat, and i believe the characters were POC. in your response you seemed quite upset that such a plot was happening to POC characters specifically and it confused me because it sort of read as if you were mad that a bad thing was happening to a POC character in a story, which i genuinely didn't understand (i really don't want to sound rude, i'm being sincere), because it came off as advocating for only good and happy and nice things to be reserved for POC characters and if an author dared write something bad or traumatic happening to a POC character it's immediately 'poor narrative', and i personally don't agree with that take, because i feel like that reduces a POC character to just being POC instead of a person, which I feel like hurts POC rep in fiction, because being upset someone wrote something bad happening to a POC character makes it all about just that character being POC instead of just a regular person something bad has happened to in the story that just happens to be a person of color at the same time. my god this has gotten long, i got very interested in hearing more about this because i personally didn't quite understand and it sounded wrong to me, your original response. if you do reply to this, thank you, i hope i didn't sound rude, i do genuinely want to learn, because even tho i typed all this out i still feel like i'm wrong about this & missed the point somewhere

Disclaimer: please do not pile onto the ask about a Black woman murdered by her lover, as the asker has realized the issues with the ask. We are presently addressing the attitude of “why can’t bad things happen to PoC?” in this comment, with the name retracted, because it’s an attitude that crops up every once and awhile.

You have missed our extensive backlog of posts about double standards re: PoC and white characters, wherein we describe, at length, how we are uncomfortable that PoC characters get extra bad stuff that’s treated as “organic” because our history is full of suffering, when white characters often don’t get that same thing.

like White Authors and Topics to Avoid/Tread Carefully

and Writing About PoC Trials and Tribulations

We ask that people question why they decide to automatically make someone suffering a violent constant-death-loop be a person of colour, especially multiply marginalized (Black, woman, LGBTQ+). Because there are already too many stories of characters of colour (especially multiply marginalized) suffering needlessly and oftentimes worse than the white characters for the sake of a plot.

You completely misread the heart of the reply, which was “why are you forcing Black women to suffer the worst fate imaginable (murder) in one of the most emotionally heartbreaking way imaginable (at the hands of your lover) multiple times in order to “earn her happy ending”? this is tragedy exploitation and is making a mockery of trauma”

PoC already have enough stories about us traumatized by circumstance. And while we can suffer, narratively, part of systemic racism is only telling stories of PoC when we are suffering as the sole marker of the plot. Especially when characters of colour are suffering disproportionately to lighter skinned characters.

You also missed the part where Marika said that even if it were white characters, they would be uncomfortable because constantly pulling out murder as a curse is lazy writing.

All we ask is: why did the asker decide that a woman of colour must suffer to the point of repeated murder before she can be happy? Why does she have to forgive the person who did it to her? Because that is a logic born of passive racism that tells people: women of colour, especially darker skinned/Black women, can “handle anything”. And that is a lie.

~Mod Lesya

Echoing Lesya, I’m puzzled as to how you came to the conclusion that “If an author dared to write something bad or traumatic happening to a POC character, it’s immediately a poor narrative” when I explicitly said I thought this was cheap theatrics and tragedy exploitation even if both characters were white, particularly as the ask had given me no conception of the author’s motivation in using the curse as a dramatic device. In Japanese, we jokingly use the word 中二病 (Chuunibyo) or “8th grade disease” to describe edgelord phases for teens. This is a 中二病 plot device. It’s perfectly fine for niche angst addicts on ao3, but not something I would be able to take seriously in a more substantive work aimed at a larger audience. I think it is also telling that even the original asker has commented that they independent of our answer concluded this was a poor plot choice.

Finally, with respect to your question of the usage of negative tropes like the ones mentioned in this ask (Misogynoir and Bury Your Gays), I am concerned that you do not understand the motive for this blog. Our purpose is to provide instruction to those who wish to use diversity in their writing in an inclusive manner in ways that resonate with marginalized populations. We are not proposing a ban on tropes. They are tools, but like all tools, they have appropriate forms of use. Do you honestly think that many BIPOC individuals would be happy to read a story with this kind of tragedy exploitation? And how would you, as an author, factor in their impressions when writing your own works?

No one can stop a writer from pursuing the narratives they wish to pursue, but the opinions a writer is primarily concerned with says a lot about who a writer believes their work is for. Let us say I were to write a story with a gratuitous depiction of sexual assault purely for the shock value, despite never having experienced sexual assault myself? How might survivors of sexual assault regard both me and my work? Now imagine BIPOC individuals whose main experience with representation in media is seeing characters look like them die from the kinds of violence that are common for them to experience, and it should become clear that an author who adopts these approaches, at a bare minimum, is being exceptionally tactless. A writer who finds no issue with tragedy exploitation involving BIPOC characters is likely not a writer who cares about what the BIPOC members of their audience think, or, even worse, does not even factor BIPOC perspectives into their writing.

- Marika

#can I write about x #tragedy exploitation #misogynoir #creator responsibility #double standards #plot #characters #characters of color #racism

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redhoodssweetheart · 3 years

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Blackbird | Epilogue

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.6K

Requested: No

Warnings: Swearing, angst, some fluff, talk of having a dark soul and not being a good person, death mention, shot with a gun

Description: You were once a member of the BatFam known by the moniker Blackbird. You and Dick Grayson were close, but when a tragic accident left many members of the team thinking you were dead you went into hiding and tried to build a new life for yourself. But now Dick is back and he’s about to find out your secret.

A/N: Thank you for following along on Blackbird's journey with me. This was the first DC story I ever wrote, it was actually the first ever fanfic I started. Back then it was an OFC story and when I started my blog I made it into a Reader Insert. It was meant to be more of a healing journey for Blackbird than anything else. Her coming to terms and confronting her past while finding love with her best friend and the one person who understands her pain more than anyone else. I hope you all enjoyed it and thank you for your comments and love on this journey!

One Year Later

The plane touched down in Gotham and Y/N stared out the window at the familiar setting. Despite how much fun she had had on her year long sojourn with Jason there was still a part of her that had missed home. She missed the way the city sounded during the day with the hustle and bustle of people. She missed the pancakes from that shop she had frequented as a teen. It wasn’t perfect, but it was home and she didn’t know how she had done without it for all those years after her rebirth.

That was how she had come to think of her resurrection. It was a rebirth. She wanted to put a positive spin on it after so long of it controlling her and bothering her. She still had her bad days, but she wasn’t going to let her past and the bad that she had done after coming back define her any longer. With Jason’s help she had come to terms with her past and learned that she was worthy of love.

“How did you convince me to give you the window seat… again?” Jason’s voice came from beside her, it was a little groggy from sleep, but he was looking at her with a mischievous spark in his eyes.

She stuck her tongue out at him, “Because you love me?”

He moved in close to her and smirked, “I do love you.” Then he kissed her sweetly.

The two of them had grown a lot over the past year together. They had been all over the world from Lagos to Paris to Tokyo and so many others. They had shipped souvenirs of their time in these countries to Bruce for safekeeping until they got back. Y/N had gotten snow globes and flags of each of the places they had gone to visit. Jason had been in charge of pictures and he gathered postcards that he meant only for himself.

With their bags collected they headed to their apartment which looked the same as always. Tim had made sure nothing happened to it while they were away. They tossed their bags down and collapsed onto the couch together, tired but happy. “You need to call Bruce,” she reminded Jason.

He groaned, “He’s gonna want to see us.”

“I don’t care,” Y/N poked his stomach. “You promised that you would call once we landed and were home safe and sound.”

Jason sighed and dug his phone out of his pocket and pulled up Bruce’s contact info. “If we have to go to the manor I’m blaming you,” he told her as his finger hovered over the call button.

She laughed and stood, “Let me know what he says. I’m gonna go shower the plane off of me.” Then she disappeared into the bedroom to take her shower.

Just as Jason predicted he wanted them to come by the manor and he said to dress appropriately which meant there was gonna be a surprise party. “He’s not slick,” Jason said around his toothbrush. “He wants us to believe that it’s just gonna be a quiet dinner at home and then everyone we know is gonna be there and we’ll have to tell the same stories at least fifty different times tonight.”

“And it’ll be fine. I’m sure they won’t make us stay too long. Plus we got gifts for the others that I want to hand out,” Y/N told him as she put the finishing touches on her outfit. She was wearing a dress she had bought in Paris, and Jason was already eying her. “No,” she pointed a finger at him.

“Come on, babe, I’ll make it worth your while,” his arms went around her waist and his minty fresh breath fanned across her neck as he bent to kiss her.

She gently pried him off of her, “Nah-uh, you’re not going to rope me into doing anything because we’re already running behind because you wanted a quickie in the shower.”

That got him to smirk, “Sweetheart that was definitely not a quickie.”

She tried to glare at him, but she couldn’t help the grin forming on her face. “I hate you,” she said.

He chuckled, “No you don’t, you love me.”

“I do,” she sighed. “So damn much.”

“That’s my girl,” he said as he sat her on the counter of the sink and began kissing her neck again.

An idea struck Y/N and she said, “Jay if you stop and finish getting ready I’ll make it worth your while later tonight.”

His hand paused on her calf, and he looked up at her, “I’m listening.”

She smirked, “Oh sweetheart,” she turned his nickname against him. “I’ll make your wildest dreams come true.” She gripped his chin between her fingers, “But you have to behave.”

He stole one more kiss, “You win, Blackbird.”

Slipping off the counter Y/N moved back into the bedroom, “I knew I would.” The sound of his chuckle followed her.

Jason was ready five minutes later and they were off. The manor was lit up like a Christmas tree when they pulled in, and there were several cars in the driveway along with motorcycles that they knew belonged to the boys. Y/N wondered just how many people were actually waiting inside when they entered. Bruce knew that they knew something was going to happen, but he was still going to try and surprise them.

“Miss Y/L/N, Jason,” Alfred smiled when he opened the door for them. “It is wonderful to see the two of you again.”

“You too, Alfred,” she said as she kissed his cheek.

Jason patted Alfred on the shoulder, “So how many people are we going to be greeted by?”

“I am not at liberty to say,” Alfred told them. “This way.” He ushered them into the living room where a group of people was waiting.

“WELCOME HOME!” They all shouted when they saw Y/N and Jason round the corner.

Bruce was the first to greet them, followed by Tim, Damian, Barbara, Duke, Cassandra, Stephanie, and Kor’i.

Y/N’s eyes went to the back of the room where Dick was lingering, he offered her a smile when he noticed her looking and she gave him a little wave before her attention was pulled away by something Barbara was trying to tell her.

It wasn’t until later that she finally got to talk to Dick. He had pulled her aside after the gifts had been given out that they had a moment. Together they stepped outside onto the back patio where they could have a moment alone.

“I should probably say sorry first and foremost,” he said as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I didn’t handle you coming back to life in the best way.”

Y/N chuckled, “I think you handled it the best way that you could, Dick.”

He smiled at that, “It took me awhile to realize that things couldn’t be the same. We’ve both changed since that day you died. I was just so caught up in the past that I didn’t realize that we couldn’t just pick up from where we left off.”

“If things had been different maybe we would still be together,” Y/N admitted. “But we’ll never know now and to be honest I’m pretty happy where I am. I’ve grown a lot in the past year with Jason and coming back. And I’m sorry I never told you I was still alive and that you found out like you did. But I just wasn’t ready to see you, not after I tried killing you.”

He nodded at her words, “Kor’i really helped me understand things from your perspective and helped me grow past them. I realized that you were right, we were different people and that that’s okay. All that mattered to me was that you were still in my life in whatever way possible.” He placed a hand on her shoulder, “As long as you’re happy that’s all that matters to me.”

Warmth spread through her and she wrapped her arms around Dick, “Thank you, Dick. And I just want you to be happy too. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you.” They broke apart and she nudged him with her shoulder, “So you want to tell me what’s going on between you and Kor’i?”

His cheeks heated, “We’ve been dating for a few months now.”

“That’s great!” Y/N gushed. “I’m happy for you, she’s a great person.”

“She is,” Dick said, happy that you agreed. “And you and Jason seem happy together, I’m glad he was there for you when you needed him.”

“Me too,” she said softly. “I didn’t feel so alone after I came back. Jason knew what it was like and he was really there for me. I love him.”

“He loves you too,” Dick glanced inside and saw Jason watching them, he didn’t look mad or upset, just curious. “Do you think he’s gonna ask you to marry him?”

“Oh God, I don’t know,” she laughed. “We talked about it a couple of times, but I think we’re just enjoying life right now. Plus I think he wanted to wait until we got back to Gotham before we made any big life decisions.”

“Can I make one request?” Dick asked.

Curious she asked, “What’s that?”

“If the two of you do get married, could I… be the one that gives you away?” It was a weird request, but it made sense.

“I’d really like that, Dick,” she took his hand and squeezed it. “But I have to get engaged first.”

Dick looked at his brother again and knew it was only a matter of time before Jason asked Y/N to be his for the rest of their lives. “Yeah, we’ll just have to wait and see.” He slung his arm around her and said, “Come on, we’re missing out on the party.”

And the two of them walked back inside together. Laughing as they caught Tim recounting a funny patrol story to Damian from their younger days.

#Jason Todd x Reader #Jason Todd x Reader fluff #Jason Todd x Fem!Reader #Jason Todd x Reader angst #Jason Todd #Jason Todd fanfic #Jason Todd fanfiction #Jason Todd fluff #Jason Todd angst

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joyhigh · 4 years

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Lisa the Fanzine: Interview with Austin Jorgensen (Dingaling)

Taken from a Lisa zine I partook in back in 2019. The blog has been deleted and the creator is no longer on social media, its safe to say the zine is no longer being released and I figure it couldn’t hurt to share this with those who never got a chance to see it. This is a transcript of an interview with Dingaling featured in the zine, the creator of the LISA series. We decided on questions to ask him and sent them via email for him to respond to--everything is written as it was in the original zine besides some edits I made for typos and clarity.

There also were interviews with Taco Salad(creator of Lisa the Hopeful) and Edvinas Kandrotas(creator of Lisa the Pointless). Click the text to see the post.

Q: Do you think Brad is in any way aware of who the people he encounters are? (Ex. Does he at all realize Buzzo is Bernard, etc?)

DL: To put it plainly...Brad has “tunnel vision” and is basically on autopilot seeking Buddy.

Q: What are Lisa’s feelings towards Brad?

DL: Incomprehensible.

Q: Is there any indication of who Buddy had a child with?

DL: No.

Q: We know where your main inspirations came from, but did you get any inspiration from movies such as Mad Max for the world of Olathe? Or are the similarities a coincidence?

DL: No, not Mad Max. More so Fist of the North Star.

Q: Some people speculate Chris Columbo could be gay or bisexual due to the fact he is heard while in the Beehive. Would you be willing to confirm or deny any of these speculations?

DL: I’d say Chris would claim to be heterosexual, but like many of the men left in Olathe he is no stranger to male escorts. So I’d say, it’s complicated. Columbo is a mess, really.

Q: Could you tell us why you decided to scrap the idea to have a fight with Chris Columbo?

DL: Because I’m a mess and couldn’t get the planned fight to work right. :)

Q: What are some of your musical inspirations?

DL: For Lisa specifically: Lil Wayne, Earthbound, Zelda, Duilin’s grunt from Shenmue...I had a lot but don’t remember much at this point. Most every song had some derivative flavor.

Q: Do you believe Marty has genuinely changed?

DL: Yes, although he changed for himself and his own well being. He never went out of his way to amend his mistakes.

Q: Does mutation change the person’s genetic makeup, or just their physical appearance?

DL: Both?

Q: Who exactly is Sweetheart pre-mutation? Did she know Yado?

DL: He or she. Sweetheart is more a pet name than a gender specific name. Regardless of gender, Sweetheart is his most prized Joy mutant.

Q: Do you have a first name for Yado you’d be willing to reveal for us?

DL: No, but the name was a take on ff7’s Hojo.

Q: Do you have a favorite enemy in the game?

DL: Flapjack Norton...Tom Brightside Miller comes to mind...man, that was maybe the most fun making those goofy enemies and the death phrases. Too many to choose I’m sure I’m forgetting some that I really popped for.

Q: How do you feel about fangames that focus on the pre-existing characters and give them more depth? Are you opposed to the idea of people expanding on your creation?

DL: I’m torn. I don’t grasp why any talented or otherwise not-talented but passionate individuals would pour their creative energy into a LISA fangame of all things, lol. Buuuut, I myself am excited for the Mother 4 fan game. I love that series, even if fans have to be the ones to resurrect it. I still love the IP enough to be excited and give the game a chance. If that’s what’s going on with LISA so be it. The capitalist inside me says if you’re gonna do a fangame you might as well just alter characters and locations enough to sell it as your own IP. $$$.

Q: Lastly, just for fun— If you went to Wally’s, what do you think you’d order?

DL: Nuggie meal(fries included) with a root beer.

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littlefoxwithbighat · 3 years

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Hi! This is talking about the plot of the dream smp in a meta sense and its a bit negative. The person behind this blog wants to remind you that you can skip if it's not for you and they still love the SMP. :)

ALL DISCUSSION IS ABOUT CHARACTERS. DON'T ATTACK CCS OR I WILL STEAL YOUR KNEECAPS.

I can't lie; I'm really annoyed and worried at the way the writers are handling Tommys character at the moment, and am increasingly concerned about it messing up the plot.

I wasn't very happy with the finale. I don't think that means all is lost, I think they can pull it back but it's going to take some work. I was worried about the way that things were handled before but the green festival was actually very well handled, so my worries were mostly assuaged. But yesterday? I don't know.

The fact nobody lost a cannon death is kind of disappointing. The weight of blowing up an entire city/ (country?) brutally is somewhat lost if there is no human loss. Nobody was hurt physically and the only people this had a big mental impact on was Tommy and Tubbo, everyone else wasn't very attached to L'manburg or had gone rogue, or were detatched from the while situation. And maybe it's the fact it's happened to them before or that they still have each other or that it seems odd/ frustrating that they still care so much about this place or that it was always a losing battle and they knew it, but I dont find myself really pitying them like I probably should. And I think that comes down to character growth or lack thereof, which I'll discuss later.

Niki and Fundy have started a villain arc, or at least a violent nihilism arc, and I actually don't mind it, in fact I'm a fan but it wasnt really foreshadowed, or really just showing them cracking as much as it should have been. I would guess this has mostly been started for both of them to tie Niki into the plot and I can't blame her for wanting that. Fundys acting is very good, and I REALLY hope the writers handle this well. For Fundy, regarding the fact that his father is going to be resurrected and that Fundy is following in his footsteps... If the writers don't realise that connection and make this a big step in Fundys narrative I will scream. Also Funboo bros are very interesting character foils and I hope their relationship is maintained so that they can play of off each other and also man I just really want them to keep being friends, it's a generally positive healthy relationship that makes both characters sympathetic and we need that right now. As for Niki, her character motivations seem to be mostly centered around Tommy and on the one hand I'm like ehhhh, because Tommy's character already gets a disproportionate amount of attention in terms of narrative, and I get it, but recently he's been a bit TOO much of the protagonist for a multi-person POV improve server... and I'm apprehensive. However on the other hand this has potential for a nice confrontation between Tommy and Niki. If that happens I want Tommy to be aware that this is going to happen and not talk over Niki, and I don't want it to be brushed over. I think it would be best if it was just the two of them. This also gives a nice chance for Tommy to examine his trauma with Dream and explain his motivations and Niki to get her anger out. I also want it to end positively, because it absolutely can and lack of communication when the viewer knows how to fix it is OK as a plot device sometimes but incredibly frustrating if it keeps happening (cough, Tommy and Techno).

Ranboo is reacting to the plot amazingly and I have as usual only praise for him, go, you funky enderman boy, go.

Wilbur is getting resurrected which is a thousand percent because Will wants the plot back and honestly I don't really mind, I think he'll do a good job. However I really hope he speaks to everybody about their characters, particularly Fundy, Ranboo and Niki because I don't want their characterisation and arcs to be thrown away.

Tubbo is doing very well, and I don't have many complaints to be honest. I hope he continues to get in with the acting with no shame, because he's an amazing VA when he wants to be, but sometimes he undercuts serious moments a little too much by laughing. Same criticism for Phil actually. But both are doing good.

On the theme of that, while I don't mind tension relievers or humour in serious moments there are sometimes too many. It was a lot worse about a month back and it was improving, but it seems to be creeping back in and ehhh. It's kind of Marvel-esque and not in a good way? I think it has a lot to do with bloopers and for some reason there are loads at the moment? Like Wilburs arc had almost none and this arc there's at least 2 every moment. Which isn't always their fault but maybe they need to take more steps to prevent them.

Techno is doing OK, he's quite a meta character so I'm not too mad about him undercutting serious moments but sometimes he does do it too much or in the wrong place. Like making jokes about Connor completely over the top of Tommy and Tubbos reunion, you know an event which has been foreshadowed for yoinks, prevented them from getting a proper flow going and kind of ruined it. And that made the reunion really dissapointing, which is a shame because it could have been so cool. However his characterisation is consistent and dedicated, his goals and relationships are clear and he's getting humanised more which is nice, and his monologues are great. I'm curious to see what he does now NL'M is gone but I have total faith in him.

Now Tommy. Oh Tommy. His character is such a mess at the moment, which is a shame because there were moments I saw people doubting his character choices and I was behind him.

Firstly the relationship with Techno fell apart. That was inevitable. Tommy didn't care about anarchy and Techno didn't care about the discs and both of their goals would impede the others. But the way Tommy talks about Techno is so... No? And now I understand that Tommy is going to have a biased perspective on the whole situation, and that's fine and good, but his character is so wrong about Techno it feels weird and painful? Like even from his perspective it went down differently to how he talks about it. They don't listen to each other and it's like watching two people scream at a wall.

The issue is the relationship was fairly well developed. I struggle to see Tommy saying he saw Techno as a friend but Techno never saw him as a friend because hold on, what? Techno, here's a respiration helmet because of that one of thing you told me about your trauma, a disc because those make you happy, plus top tier armour and weaponry, plus I'm going to spend time with you, calm you down from panic attacks, hide you and protect you from Dream, let you wander around L'manburg and achieve your own goals and help you plan things out Techno and Tommy didn't get ANYTHING from that? Plus after Techno opens up about his goals and his trauma, do the one thing that would hurt him the most, (use and then betray him) and then directly oppose his goals after he helped me? Ugh. It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I know he would never let Tubbo get hurt and thats fine, but there were ways around that. If you're framing this character as the protagonist, then he needs to be sympathetic or at least grow and Tommy using Techno again without remorse and then refusing to listen to his perspective or show any gratitude for anything makes it difficult for viewers to empathise with him in my opinion. Have him betray Techno and then listen to Techno when he explains why Tommys betrayal hurt him and apologise, fine. Have him listen to Techno and try and find a way to keep Tubbo safe regardless, fine. Have him betray Techno but apologetically and still trying to avoid Techo getting crushed or killed, fine. But THIS? Im sympathetic towards Tommys character but this throws away so much potential character development for Tommy, where at least he saw Techno as a person, and not only that but a nice person who despite everything has set aside everything to help him? And then for him to be exactly where he was at the end of season 1, both literally, and emotionally ? I understand this is a child soldier with trauma but this is supposed to be our protagonist and if he doesn't grow, and isn't sympathetic and destroys someone we care about, how can we root for him?

Now all of this could be forgivable, not great, but forgivable, if Tommy had moved on from the discs. The Goddamn Discs™. And the worse part is all the dominoes were lined up to suggest he had! We had his moment of "he watched me" where he realised Dream was the villain and controlling him, "I've become worse than everyone I hated" good, amazing, I see where this is going, "The discs were worth more than you ever were!" and then he retracts and apologises and you think horray! Tommy has realised the discs were being used to control him and if he doesn't care about them, they hold no value! Now he's going to realise that his friends are more important and he's going to stop going after the discs. His new character motivation can be killing Dream and protecting his friends, especially Tubbo. It's clearly angled this way, and this way the plot progresses and Tommy with it. What marvellous character development. Look at him go.

And THEN, after everything that's happened he says the most important thing is the disc and I want them back!?!? EH !!? Why... Who... Who gave the OK on that writing decision? That's so static and boring and unsympathetic! And then he's back to asking people do fight for L'manburg? What?

I'll be honest I was kind go hoping either Tommy or Tubbo would die with L'manburg. I didn't mind it they didn't, there are a thousand ways to make the plot work without them dying, but this was not a great one.

PLEASE let Tommy have some growth. Yes he's had some from not caring about L'manburg to fighting for it in season one, but that was ages ago and he doesnt seem to have changed since then in any way that really counts. And I know this is harsh and he's traumatised but you have to understand I am talking about this in a sense of characters and narrative and NOT in terms of real life. Tommy needs to be better and dynamic because he is a charcacter and I want him to be a good one.

Having said all that, here are my thoughts on the future of the SMP.

Firstly, I am worried that becuse it is such a good source of content, especially for Tommy that they will never ever kill his character and leave him fighting with Dream for eternity. And I love the Dream SMP but I've seen stories that get dragged out for plot or content, and however much you think you want it to never end, let me tell you, yes you do. It will get stale and repetitive and I want the dream smp, or at least Tommys arc to go out with a beautiful and brilliant and fabulous plot ending instead of being dragged into the dirt. And then maybe new characters take the spotlight. Just please god give it a goode ending.

I also really hope they don't throw other things away to make Tommy the centre of attention, especially if it's destructive to the plot, or kind of weird and obnoxious.

Secondly, I am intrigued about the prison and Schlatts book to Dream and Technos favour and the egg and what that entails and I hope they really think through those plot points carefully and make them work, and don't forget them or throw them away.

Thirdly, I am intrigued for Wilburs return and hope that he manages to fix it cohesively without too crazy a change of pace and style and keeping characters (especially Ranboo and Fundy and Niki) consistent.

I hope they prep for the future and think things thought and communicate with each other.

It might be interesting to see other countries finally discussed but I don't know how much that would intefere with other plot points so we'll see.

That's all! Reminder that this is about characters and plot and this is just a few criticisms. I love the dream smp, but there are somethings I wanted to get of my chest. Please be respectful and feel free to discuss in the notes. Also, again, no hate to any CCs!

#mcyt #mcytumblr #dream smp theories #dream smp analysis #dream smp #dream smp spoilers #dream smp meta #tommy mcyt #negativity #negativity tw #dream smp plot

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aahsokaatano · 3 years

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King I would love that essay about Changing Channels

Fjdjshjdhdjd thanks for reading my tags Jesse you're the real VIP here.

Okay SO "Changing Channels" is the 8th episode of the 5th season of Supernatural. I give this information bc it's important in looking at the context of the episode - now I've complained a LOT about how SPN is terrible at giving us canonical timeframes within the episodes (y'all i was SHOCKED to discover the first season is supposed to cover a little over a year's worth of time, I thought it was like... 4 or 5 months) so I can't say for sure how long before and after the other episodes happen in-universe around "Changing Channels" BUT

The episode before is "The Curious Case of Dean Winchester" where Dean and Bobby bet years of their lives in a game of poker with a witch. The episode after is "The Real Ghostbusters" where Sam and Dean end up at a fan convention for the in-universe Supernatural novels.

Why am I pointing this out? Because it's important, please, no audience participation, this is like a Brian David Gilbert panel.

[under a cut bc this got...... STUPID long. Who knew I still had this many opinions about SPN in 2020?]

Okay first of all I wanna talk about the cinnamon topography of this episode - I love the way the first 5 seasons are shot because you really feel the americana gothic horror aesthetic they were going for (I have a whole ‘nother rant about the first 5 seasons vs the last 10 but thats for another time). Everything is a little washed out and grey-toned, the camera angles generally serve to make Sam and Dean appear even taller than they actually are (larger than life - again, another post for another time), and there’s honestly a LOT of shots from the ‘monster’s’ perspective, which is really neat! I’ve said it before (on another blog - YES i have a dedicated spn rant blog, don’t @ me hdjfhfjfh) but the episode that really got me hooked on spn back in the day was the second one, about the w*ndigo. Yes, it’s a racist, culturally appropriating shitstorm, but the way its SHOT is fantastic. I’m honestly not a horror fan, but that episode could have easily relied on jumpscares and they DIDN’T and it was scary as all fucking hell and just - fuck okay getting off topic.

In “Changing Channels” we get that distinctive grey-washed tone in the beginning and the very end of the episode, but the middle? When they’re in TV Land? Everything is bright. Almost comically so, I mean - okay look at these two shots of Sam (apologies about the crappy phone pics, netflix won't let me screenshot)

This one is from the start of the episode, in the "real" police station

And this is from a little later in the "TV" hospital

Ignoring that my phone is washing him out a lot in both pics, you can still see the warmer tones in the hospital shot as compared to the cold greyness in the police station one

Okay, now look at this picture

Dean inside the Impala, and those warm tones are back. Why? Because even though Sam and Dean believe that they’re back in the “real” world, they aren’t - so instead of the grey-washed shots that we’re used to, its the bright and warm shots that we see in “TV Land”! So the viewers pick up, even if its just subconsciously, that the boys aren’t out of the woods yet - everything is still too bright to be the in-universe reality we’ve come to expect from SPN by season 5

Which is also why i love this shift so much

These shots are literally SECONDS apart. The first is in "TV Land" and the second is in the "real" world. I have some red strip lights behind my bed, which are reflecting off my laptop screen - notice how much brighter they seem in the second picture? That’s because literally all of the warm colors have been drained out of the shot. As soon as Gabriel snaps them all back into “reality,” things get so much colder.

Okay, so the second thing I want to talk about is some of the very pointed dialogue choices within the “shows” the Winchesters take part in. Not between Sam and Dan and Gabriel, but from the, for lack of a better term, NPCs within the shows.

In the hospital, Dr. Piccolo tells Sam that he is “the finest cerebrovascular neurosurgeon I have ever met - and I have met plenty! So that girl died on your table; it wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t anybody’s fault. Sometimes people just die.” Standard cheesy soap opera dialogue - but lemme just swap some words here and -

“You are the finest hunter I have ever met - and I have met plenty! So that girl died on your hunt; it wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t anybody’s fault. Sometimes people just die.”

Or even -

“You are the finest hunter I have ever met - and I have met plenty! So Jessica and Mary died above you; it wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t anybody’s fault [but Azazel’s]. Sometimes people just die.”

Keeping in mind that the NPCs are basically Gabriel’s mouthpieces, its easy to see why so many people ship Sabriel. I’d actually love to see a fic that explores them talking about this moment in particular later on and the kind of gentle forgiveness that Gabriel can give Sam... getting off topic again.

In an abrupt about-face, the herpes commercial (much meme’d within the fandom) is straight up Gabriel shaming Sam. Because if you replace “genital herpes” with “demon blood” it’s.... dark. And very intentional.

So that’s what I did! (I combined all spoken lines to make the message easier to read, rather than splitting them up across 3 speakers as in the episode)

“I’ve drank demon blood. I tried to be responsible... did I try. But now, after being forcibly detoxed, I fight my addiction every day to reduce the chances of passing back into that toxic mindset. Ask your loved ones about a demon blood intervention today. [...] I am doing all I can to slightly lessen the chance of drinking demon blood again. And that’s a good thing.”

Like... the subtext throughout this episode sure is. Something.

Okay this is getting ridiculously long so I wanna wrap up by talking about The Best Scene In The Whole Goddamn Show

I’m talking, of course, about Gabriel’s Confession

“Max,” you might be saying, “there are so many better scenes out there, even within the first five seasons!” and to that i say, again, no audience participation, please. Also, you’re WRONG and here’s why!

Gabriel’s confession hits every goddamn emotional chord that the fandom begged for on this show - fear, rage, grief, pain, guilt, and even, yes, absolution.

Okay, here’s the scene again for those of you who don’t think about it at least once a week like me

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Now this video is missing some of the conversation, but most of it is there, enough for you to see what I’m talking about. Gabriel up to this point has been, essentially, a nameless antagonist - this is the third episode he appeared in, and before this, we didn’t even know he was going by Loki. He was just referred to as ‘The Trickster’. But here, not only do we get a name (a real name at that), but we also get a glimpse of his backstory and a hell of a lot of character development in less than 5 minutes. I mean, Sam didn’t get this much character development throughout the entirety of season 1! There’s a good reason Gabriel has been a fan-favorite for a very long time, and I think a big part of it is this particular scene.

Because here, we get to see Gabriel being vulnerable. And we even see Dean show a little vulnerability, as he can empathize being the third party to explosive arguments between the two people who mean everything to him.

I mean... okay, it will never see the light of day, but I wrote a little bit of a Reverse ‘Verse fic (because I’m a sucker for Reverse ‘Verse) and this was the scene I started with. Not s1e1, not even the resurrection in s4e1, but this scene. Because this scene, more than any other, is critical to the way not only Gabriel’s (first) arc plays out, but also to how Sam and Dean conduct themselves for the rest of the season (and maybe a bit beyond, it’s been a hot minute since I watched s6 and later). Dean is angry but determined, he has a point to make, he is going to save Sammy and if he can’t do that, then he’s going to damn well die trying. But Sam... it’s after this episode that we start really seeing how bone-achingly tired Sam is. It’s after this conversation - where one of the other archangels, one of the few beings who can truly understand how powerful Michael and Lucifer are - says that there’s no other way around this that Sam seems to start inching towards giving in. Saying yes.

Sure, in the actual episode, he seems outraged by the idea, practically scoffs at it - “you want us to say yes to those sons of bitches?” - but it’s after this where Sam really seems run down.

I mean, look at the episodes before and after (HAH you thought I forgot about that first point I made at the very beginning of this post! I did, briefly, but I’ve circled back to it, thanks for being understanding). In “The Curious Case of Dean Winchester,” Sam behaves much as he did since the start of s4, which is to say, ‘annoying little know-it-all brother tossed into the middle of the apocalypse and just trying his best’ and it works well for the mad scramble for any scrap of information that’s happening in s4/early s5.

But in “The Real Ghostbusters” it’s different. This is another funny meta episode - except, while Sam and Dean are technically aware of the joke, they aren’t as amused by it as the audience is. And it’s not because of the ghosts. It’s because they’re just... done. Especially Sam. Dean has that nice little moment with the cosplayers at the end of the episode, but Sam... threatens to shoot Chuck. Sam ‘goes darkside’ more often than pretty much any other character in the show, but that moment is different. It’s a flat promise, not a threat. He’s not being an asshole, like he is after losing his soul. He’s just... done. And it’s obvious to see.

Gabriel’s confession is the turning point for Sam in s5, and it informs a lot of his behavior through the rest of s5, and possibly beyond! Like I said, I haven’t watched past s5 in a very long time, so I don’t feel confident enough to analyze that specific sort of character line, but I feel confident in saying that hearing one of the most powerful beings in the universe basically say “it doesn’t matter what you do - your destiny is unavoidable” and then he’s proven right (Sam says yes to Lucifer, and Dean eventually does say yes to Michael down the line!)... like, that’s really gotta fuck up your world view that was built on free will and throwing off the shackles of fate. Sam managed to avoid his ‘destiny’ in s2... but then it turns out that that wasn’t ever his destiny. Lucifer was his destiny.

Talk about an obscured view of the inner self.

#thebisexualmandalorian #jesse #max answers #spn #naturally super #changing channels #im having some THOUGHTS yall

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youngbugandtonystank · 4 years

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I know you said you wouldn't be sharing spoilers or leaks this time because you don't care that much about this spider movie but can you still do it? With the - read after this-line? So no one can read if they don't want to. It doesn't matter if the spoilers are only rumors! I still want to read what you've got about sm3 thank you and I love your blog!

Sure, why not. Remember these are only speculations, rumors, rumored leaks, and spoilers. None of these are confirmed so don’t start a war for nothing, ok?

(I included irondad stuff lmao and RDJ’s projects)

None of these are mine. I don’t take credit for any of these spoilers.

Spider-Man 3 rumored leaks, spoilers, and more:

Two major villains: Kraven and Scorpion. If the leak can be trusted, filmmakers are eyeing Henry Cavill to tackle Kraven.

Michael Mando sent out a very odd tweet. regarding his previous role as scorpion. It featured only a photo of Mando with a desert back-drop and, in place of a caption, a scorpion emoji.

ET Canada reached out to Sony Pictures to ask about the Maguire and Garfield Spider-Man 3 casting rumors. In response, one Sony Pictures representative gave the short and simple answer of “Those rumored castings are not confirmed.”

Apparently, Spider-Man 3 will be similar to John Wick 3, with Peter Parker having to face everyone.

Based on 4chan leak notes the film will be one of the darker movies in the MCU.

Another leak claims the film’s title is Spider-Man: Home Invasion, with the Sinister Six making up the villains of the film. Some of the villains that might appears: Vulture, Mysterio, Shocker, Scorpion, Electro, and Kraven.

It’s currently unclear whether Michael Keaton’s Vulture or Jake Gyllenhaal’s Mysterio will be returning for Spider-Man 3.

Nick Fury’s new galactic version of SHIELD which fans of the comics know as SWORD, will also be involved in the film which imply galactic repercussions of the Spider-Verse being introduced.

Doctor Strange is less likely to be a mentor - since this film is said to be a Peter Parker story and it's been established that he can stand on his own as a superhero - and more likely to be a supporting figure for a battered Spider-Man to fall back to.

It seems possible that Spider-Man will appear in Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness.

Doctor Strange will likely "reset" Peter's world in some capacity, restoring his secret identity at the very end of the narrative, but not without personal sacrifice from Peter and the fallout of the identity reveal having irreversible repercussions on him beforehand, and not without a personal sacrifice.

Someone close to Peter will die. It goes without saying that this movie will probably be darker than the other two.

The real Mary-Jane Watson might appear in the movie: Atlanta Filming posted the following photo from a Spider-Man: Homecoming deleted scene which shows Spider-Man swinging with a red-haired girl. The context of the scene sees Spider-Man in Germany for Captain America: Civil War where Spidey goes out to swing around Berlin and comes across a party where he takes the girl for a ride. The photographer says to remember this photo and that it's significant in relation to something that comes out next year, which sounds like Spider-Man 3 that gets released in 2021.

Spider-Man 3 will bring back most of the cast from Homecoming & Far From Home: Tiffany Espensen, Laura Harrier and the rest of Peter’s on-screen classmates might be coming back.

Sony reportedly wants more Avengers In Spider-Man 3.

Tony Stark/Irondad rumors:

Prolific scooper Mikey Sutton is claiming that Marvel Studios are concocting plans to bring Downey Jr.’s character back without resurrecting him. He might be back for Secret Wars but not as the same Tony Stark. It’s one from another earth/dimension. And this one has a mentor/protegé with Miles Morales, not Peter Parker.

We might (little to none possibility) Tony in Spider-Man 3. "Spider-Man 3," details about the movie and whether RDJ will appear in it remain to be confirmed. However, one of Marvel's executives hinted that fans might see Mr. Stark again soon.

Robert Downey Jr. wanted the studio to warn him about his future cameos: “Right. Great. I mean, it would be nice if they notified me. Forewarned is forearmed. They can do anything now. This could be a deep fake interview for all we know.”

Robert Downey Jr hinted working on another Marvel movie with Russo Brothers in the future: "I'm not sure. Are we in bargaining now? I am so pleased, just that, I wound up where I have. I’m very fortunate so, I’m not the kind of guy who — I want to try to keep it classy. We'll see."

RDJ & Tom Holland projects:

Robert Downey Jr. and wife; Susan Downey are looking to expand the Sherlock Holmes franchise with a cinematic universe.

Robert Downey Jr & Tom Holland might be in Sherlock Holmes 3.

Downey Jr. wants Holland to play a key supporting original role in Sherlock Holmes 3, provided that scheduling conflicts don’t get in the way.

Robert Downey Jr. may return to MCU If he can work with Tom Holland again: It was claimed that his astronomical financial demands were proving to be a stumbling block in convincing him to come back, but apparently, his friendship with Tom Holland could be used as a bargaining chip.

I’ll update if I find more! Thanks♥

#spiderman #tom holland #peter parker #marvel #mcu #irondad #robert downey jr #zendaya #doctor strange #benedict cumberbatch #sm 3 #sm 3 spoilers #tony stark #iron man #spiderson #jacob batalon

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Just discovered your blog today and am enjoying it immensely. I do have some questions about which is more "valid" between the DBS anime and manga though. The manga at least on a surface level has a tighter adherence to the manga's continuity, such as the lack of Gregory, no showing the Trunks' first SS transformation from the anime version of his past, and the SS Caulifla and Kale fusion churning out a SS fusion, which would seem to be what Old Kai meant when warning Goku and Vegeta 1/2

“2/2 But those are ultimately minor I suppose and perhaps they have explanations like "Trunks wasn't transforming for the first time in the Super flashback". I'm not a Toyo stan by any stretch and can't stand how he butchered my boi GOATku among other things but it seems like the manga would be just as valid/canonical as the anime. Toriyama works closely with Toyo as with the anime team and calls the manga a continuation. Sorry if this has been asked before, and keep up the good work“

Well first and foremost, welcome. Glad you’re enjoying this blog. As for the question, I’ve touched on it before, but I’ll dip into it again. There’s definitely a bit more of a hierarchy than people want to admit, at least in terms of which would be “more canon” when it comes to the mediums of Super. To that end, I like to look at continuity, characterization, and lead platform. See, the thing about Super, as it stands, is that it was never meant to have an ongoing manga. At all. It was written, conceived, and meant to be an anime series with Toriyama’s involvement. The “manga”, as it were, was originally meant solely to be a preview/promotional series for said anime, something to hint at things to come. That’s why the Beerus arc is so short and rushed. When it came to the Resurrection F arc, however, that was when Toyotaro pitched the idea of letting him turn the series into an actual, full-fledged series, something Toriyama was ok with more or less because it meant that at least he wouldn’t have to draw it, and because he was interested in seeing how the anime and manga writers respectively would adapt his storyline ideas. In that sense, the anime was the original, intended medium and means by which the series was meant to be carried forward, hence why I would consider that the lead platform. Beyond that, let’s look at continuity. Truth be told, neither manga nor anime are 100% flawless in it, making references to things that were filler in the name of comedy, or simply forgetting or ignoring a detail or two from the past. But even in cases of references to filler, I’d argue that they don’t INHERENTLY represent continuity errors per se, as they don’t directly contradict events depicted, and on occasion don’t even necessarily indicate that the exact filler events actually happened; in some cases, they’re just in-jokes or references for longtime fans and viewers. Trunks’ “first time” transformation also doesn’t necessarily pin it as his first time in continuity, so much as simply reuse the animation and have the boy transform in a moment of grief. Don’t recall any direct reference to that being his first transformation at all. Similarly, I wouldn’t say Gregory inherently means Filler Gregory is meant to be who this one is, as Gregory in Super really doesn’t speak or have anything close to the same personality. Similarly, Android 18 being as mad as she was about the mispronunciation of Marron as Maron can be seen as a nod to Krillin’s filler ex-girlfriend without actually acknowledging her. (As well as clearing up the whole “she’s named after her” thing since even the pronunciation is different in Japanese.) They’re not necessarily baking these things into continuity, just referencing them. One big problem the Super MANGA has, however, in an internal continuity issue. Toyotaro often feels a need to EXPLAIN things that don’t necessarily need to be explained, in an effort to feel like he’s fleshing things out more. The problem is... he often writes himself into a corner that way, as he doesn’t seem to run his ideas by Toriyama or check them against the man’s notes as much as he should, and thus finds himself in trouble later. Case-in-point: His decision that Super Saiyan Blue’s use had a mandatory cooldown period between uses, or else the multiplier the user receives from the form drops exponentially each time. Seemed a good way to potentially limit the form at the time, keep it from being “overused”, except... they very quickly found themselves in situations where it would HAVE to be used, to say nothing of the narrative issue of having Vegeta be in a reduced state of Blue by the time he faced Hit, thus making Hit’s win less shocking, and Hit himself a bit less formidable, to say nothing of downplaying Goku’s skill and reaction to it; he should have had a far easier time naturally, after all. This also causes some issues with Vegeta’s tactic vs Zamasu of popping into SSG for a speed advantage and then quickly in and out of SSB to strike, as that should have lowered the effectiveness each time, and THAT was done to deal with ANOTHER restriction Toyotaro had baked into the form of it draining ki almost as quickly as SSJ3 had back in the Buu arc, and that Godly Aura was actually just wasted ki. All of this then had to be negated via Toyotaro’s own version of SSB Kaioken, which was just... “Perfected” Blue. Which is just Blue without an aura. Which then leads into Goku knowing how to use Hakai despite not actually being a God of Destruction, not having ever even practiced it to know if he could do it, and only allegedly having seen Beerus use it once offscreen, which has to be inferred by the reader. These are actually just a FEW of said issues in the manga version of things, but in my opinion, the biggest signifier and offender comes in the final category: Characterization. It’s no real secret that Super does retread some characterization ground, but there’s a reason for that. New viewers, same characters, etc. Vegeta was sort-of given a full arc already, but due to popularity and ‘demand’, he has to be given a central role and can’t sort of fade back like Piccolo, Krillin, Tien, etc. were able to do once their respective arcs were done. (This also allows their own mini-arcs in the anime to feel more fulfilling as they’re not constantly shoved in your face, and they can touch on things happening or building up in the background of episodes, BUT, let’s move on.) As a result, one of the purposes of Battle of Gods, and how it was handled as an arc and the eps that followed it, was to establish a new sort of rivalry between Goku and Vegeta so as to renew that arc/dynamic for this particular series.

And that’s where the manga... sort of falls flat. Vegeta is kept in prominence despite a lack of any sort of established/renewed rivalry with Goku; BoG was done in shorthand, after all, and the events following that, as well as the entire Resurrection F arc, were skipped wholesale. In fact, Vegeta himself seems to have gone through a VERY radical personality shift in that... he’s... nice. And I don’t mean nice-ER, he’s outright nice. He shows open affection for his family, he literally runs over to embrace his baby in happiness and rejoices that it’s a girl, he engages in pleasantries with the rest of the cast before the Tournament of Power and asks about their wellbeing, he’s got almost none of his original character traits other than a flair for the dramatic... and bear in mind, Vegeta still has that hardass-ness to himself in the End of Z, which these events are supposed to lead into. And this isn’t even touching on how the narrative seems to shift frequently toward him being THE hero of the series, often actually placing Goku in near-helpless situations and having Vegeta inexplicably bail him out, or just have Goku be in awe or starstruck at how awesome Vegeta is now. The Future Trunks arc, for example, has Vegeta healed only to the point of being able to stand, yet when Goku is shrinking back in fear at the sight of TWO Fused Zamasus coming at him, Vegeta... transforms, swoops in, rescues Goku, AND nukes both Fused Zamasus with a single blow. (It doesn’t “win the day”, no, but it’s a mite riduculous). The current arc is also trying to wholesale shift focus away from Goku onto Vegeta in a leading role, which is a distinctly non-Toriyama move. And now, let’s talk Goku himself. HOO boy, where to begin... For all the talk of flanderization of Goku in the Super anime (which I could write entire rants on but I’ll refrain for now), the manga does him ten times worse. Almost every negative fandom meme or interpretation of Goku is reinforced in this arc, sometimes even to the point of literal, direct lampshading of it. For example: Goku in the anime makes a comment on how he doesn’t see why Bulma would “kill” Vegeta if he’s not right there when Bulma starts labor, as he was dead when Goten was born and Chi-Chi doesn’t hold ill will over it. The manga? It quite literally has Goku state he wasn’t around for the birth of Goten OR GOHAN. He couldn’t even be bothered to be there for the birth of his son he was alive to see. When Whis pops baby Bra out via magic so Vegeta can attend the ToP, Goku is... apparently still so dumb that he legitimately wonders aloud if that’s how ALL babies are born. Goku, in this same tournament, has ZERO strategic or technical skill, and relies solely on brute force and powerups (which is actually how VEGETA typically fights but I digress) and even has both Roshi admonish him for it and even has Goku agree with it and declare himself a “bad student” and say that he’s “done letting everyone around him down”. This manga also has Goku and Gohan’s relationship visibly strained, with Goku seemingly trying to cut himself out of Gohan’s life completely as the kid has no interest in fighting. To top this off, rather than attending the tournament in a gi fashioned after his father, whom Gohan canonically does admire, the manga has him deliberately ask to have another carbon copy of Piccolo’s. Hell, Gohan is so far from Manga!Goku’s mind here, that it doesn’t even occur to Goku to ASK Gohan if he wants to fight in the ToP after Buu falls asleep. In fact, Piccolo suggests it... and Goku PROTESTS the idea, saying the kid’s got no stomach for fighting and they should look elsewhere. The only time Goku seems to show an interest in Gohan is when he shows off his power in a fight vs Kefla. This is distinctly, demonstrably, simply NOT Toriyama’s Goku, in any way, shape, or form. Now, to speak on the other characters and their characterization... when it does exist, it’s one-dimensional and also often based around fan conceptions and memes. Krillin? Comedic coward who can’t fight. Goku even says that he thinks Krillin’s sole usefulness in the ToP might come in the form of him “being really good at running away”. He’s literally only in because Toriyama said so, and is literally immediately ringed out before he can so much as move. Tee hee so funny. Tien, who has no personality of note, is then also immediately out. Piccolo is just Gohan’s coach, really. Android 18 shows no emotion at all, even for her brother’s apparent death; this is later played off as her knowing he didn’t have his bomb anymore (something even Krillin somehow forgot???) so knowing he couldn’t have self-destructed... even though there are other ways to do that besides a bomb but w/e. 17 literally shows more care and affection for 18′s husband than she herself does as well, and their bond is pretty much non-existent. Chi-Chi and Goten pretty much do not exist. Trunks’ reunion with Gohan, meeting his family? Never happens. And Bulma... OH BULMA. What he did to that woman is criminal. She mostly plays the role of the worried Soldier’s Wife, fretting as she awaits her dashing husband’s return from war! The Bulma that wouldn’t take no for an answer? The Bulma that always insisted on going to the front lines to try to see things for herself? The Bulma who would be eager to see this future and see if she could find the notes of her other self and what else she may have discovered? That Bulma does not exist in this manga. HELL, the Bulma who was the smartest woman in the world barely does; what was Pilaf noticing one small math error in an equation in the Super anime becomes Pilaf “WELL ACKSHUALLY”-ing both Bulma and Future Bulma here and PERFECTING Time Travel so they can go to any point they desire, with Bulma being visibly upset about being upstage-aaaaaand she’s pregnant. It’s just... not good at all in this arena. Now one last thing to mention: Toriyama himself actually did explicitly state that his canon Broly movie, which he did write himself, was set to follow the events of the Super anime specifically, with him saying the manga would probably continue telling its own story. And indeed, there are things about the Broly movie that do tie into what people thought to be just “filler” in the anime, such as the number of wishes Shenron had left tying into the episode where they summoned him and then fought over wishes. The fact that he DOES specify that he wrote it to follow the anime, however, seems like a firm establishment of heirarchy to me personally. I’m sure some will disagree but... that’s life. lol Anyways, hope that helped clarify my stance on it, at least.

#Goku #Son Goku #Gohan #Son Gohan #Dragon Ball Super #DBZ #Dragon Ball Z #DBS #Dragonball #Dragonball Z #Krillin #wtf toyotaro

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tiernamente · 4 years

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Querida, you already know I love you so so so much! You’re the cutest little bean and I enjoy sending you random Yoongi related posts. You two are so similar that it makes sense why you love him. (But I still love you more!) Te quiero muchisimo chapina!

@dreamyeyes26 watching my favorite youtubers/random videos online

Naz! I love speaking with you when I get the chance to because you’re so calming and comforting (just like the videos I watch haha). You make me happy just by being there. I hope you continue to take care of yourself and I love you!

@ahh–lexia daydreaming with headphones in during a road trip

The homieeee Lex! I love how we’re both so damn loud. That crackhead energy really makes itself known. You’re easy to talk to and laugh with. I love seeing your creative side because it’s really cool!

@hobissunshiness the feeling of starting a new book/show/series

You’re like a breath of fresh air Sofie. I love reading the stories you come up with or hearing about your ideas. Your mind is so powerful and I want to encourage all of your ideas (even if some of them are cursed).

@napofamikrokosmos learning random facts about things

I found it super funny when I realized how we just have random knowledge about things. Google who? I only know Sam. You get super passionate about stuff and I absolutely love that about you. Keep doing what you’re doing sweetie!

@billie-harper discovering new music & getting obsessed with the artist

I love seeing your posts because I’ll notice we’ll share a lot of similar interests. It’s really exciting to see how much we have in common. You’re really kind and I would love to talk to you more. (Suho’s album is TOO GOOD FOR WORDS!)

@jayhoee creating handmade gifts for my friend’s birthdays

The meme queen Kaite! I love how we got into bts at the same time and that we both haven't been to a concert (freaking corona ruining our time to shine). Keep those memes coming Kaite. They're essential in this time of need.

@liamgayllagher the smell of my mom’s cooking/any home cooked meal

My twin! You're such an extreme version of me and that's saying something. I love how enthusiastic and loud you can get over things you love. Please continue that and I enjoy all the lovely messages you send me.

@the-assembly-call receiving memes from friends on social media

Overalls!!!!! You're so smol and cute and you make me laugh alot with your memes. You're a wonderful human being and I'm glad to have met you.

@dearmyxing soundtracks, soundtracks, soundtracks! (games/movies/etc.)

The Queen when it comes to being a fangirl. I bow to you and respect you. You’re so damn cool to talk to Mary Jane. Thank you for being so awesome. Also, I promise I’ll get around to watching the prodigal son. If not, just yell at me until I do.

@jxnaexo warm hugs, smiles & laughs

Nana! Like I've said before, you're so wholesome and caring and considerate about everyone. You care so much about us and I couldn't be more grateful to have you as a friend. I will fight anyone for you!

@soondaengie finding bright clothing with cool patterns

Omg kiddo you make me laugh so much because of the theories you have or the stories you share. You're bright and passionate and so cute!

@uibout tiramisu & coffee ice cream

This is a cop out because I actually do love tiramisu! You made me wheeze when you sent me those drunk posts. I'll always be your dweeb. (I love you Logan. Also, you jerk you didn't tell me you switched your url, I had to search for you!)

@gukssunshine that feeling of solving homework problems correctly

I love that we can complain about school to each other. You’re so honest and sweet with me and I love you so much Tanya. I love your energy when you talk about random things.

@zombiewerewolfqueen earrings, eyeshadow palettes, nail polish art

I have basic lobe earrings but yours looked so cool when you showed it to me. I don’t do makeup myself but I enjoy seeing the colors and designs people will do. Similar to that, I love seeing how creative you are with your writing even if I don’t understand the context.

@kiwipitupandstir winning on mario kart

You're such a cool person and I absolutely love seeing your posts on my feed. I wish you the best bud. Stay true and stay cool.

@notreyoon flowers, gardens, all aesthetically pleasing things

Ah yes the superior Leslie, you’re just as precious as yoongles. Whenever I see your blog I'm like, how is a human this stunning?!?!?! Like girl, show me your secrets! Sending you my love!

@clickclacktothemangmang museums/observatories/spontaneous adventures

I miss you my fellow funky little Hobi lover. It was so nice to talk to you about the random things bts would be releasing last year or the shows they were doing. You're so adorable and I hope you continue to shine bright!

@majestikblue listening to stories about people/life (post secret/humans of new york/etc.)

Ah yes my taegi buddy. Thank you for showing me post secret because I haven't been the same since. I love stories and you encouraged that. Continue to yell about taegi to me and I will continue to yell about 2seok to you.

@galaxiejoon going to bed after a long day

My fellow nam2seok enthusiast. Unfortunately, we don’t talk much but whenever I see your tags on posts, I crack up so hard. You’re so relatable so just keep doing what you’re doing bud.

I love you all! And to all of my other mutuals I haven’t had the chance to talk to, please know that I love you too! I promise I’m nice????

🥺🥺💕💕😘😘 sending y'all my love

#Anonymous #phew this took a long time #sorry for spelling errors #I did not proofread #but yeah these peeps are great just fyi #love them lots!#mutual cutie pies #asks

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calibansprincessx · 4 years

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Hell Is Hot CH 3-How To Stop An Apocalypse

Wow Thanks all for actually reading and liking this story ! This story is on AO3 My name their is Sunhoney_fandoms ! So if you guys are having a hard time finding all the parts here you can go there to read! I will make a tag on my blog soon though!

@kanakalala458 @queenhumanoid @lachicademarcasrojas

Back at the academy, Aunt Zelda, Aunt Hilda and Ambrose were already gathered in the office.

“Hey guys, what’s going on?” I said determined with a puff of air.

“Well it’s about time you showed up. I mean honestly Sabrina does this coven mean nothing to you.” Aunt Zelda said asking cigarette in her typical knowing voice.

“Sorry, Aunt Zelds I got here as soon as I could. What’s going on?”

Ambrose interjected as to not waste anymore time or cause more tension. “Well cousin, we captured Circe but we still need to figure out how to deal with the rest of the Pagans before they retaliate.”

I began thinking, the Covens powers were still waning and we’d need the whole coven and the hedge witches to take down the pagans. We might have to move up the third challenge so the coven could have enough power.

“How long do you think we have until the pagans retaliate?” I said still in thought.

Ambrose answered quickly. “We killed 4 of them members and kidnapped Circe, they’ll need time to regroup. I think we have two to three days before they attack but we can’t wait that long to be ready.”

“Okay Ambrose come with me, I might have an idea but I need help. Auntie’s I’ll fill you in if me and Ambrose prove it to be successful.”

“Fine. We’ll reconvene at dinner time tomorrow.” She said taking a long drag of her cigarette.

Ambrose whispered, “Where the heavens are we going, cousin?” He said walking as determined as I was.

“We’re going to Hell.” I said as I stop dead in my tracks knowing we’re where the aunties can’t see us, to transport us to hell.

While in Hell I told Ambrose my plans of aligning with Caliban.

“If I could declare the final challenge as queen I could get enough power to save the coven!” I said excitedly hoping that he would know if this would work.

He stared at me shocked. “Cousin, this is mad. You can’t get married. The auntie’s will never allow it!”

“Ambrose, I have no choice and Caliban is not that bad. With both of our powers we can stop the hedge the witches” I said trying not to be too loud.

“How do you expect to explain this to the auntie’s? You know they’ll say to find another way.” Ambrose says worriedly.

“Caliban and I already signed an agreement signed in blood and in clay, it’s official. The auntie’s will have to accept this and if you help explain that this can restore our coven it might go down easier.” I said pleadingly.

“Me?! Cousin, I don’t know about this.” He states nervously.

Just then, Caliban shows up.

“Caliban, what are you doing here?” I said surprised.

“Well princess I could hear you talking about me all the way from the beach.” He said looking down at me. His state made my cheeks feel like they were on fire.

“How—“ I started.

“I have my ways, my queen. Now what is it that I might help you with?” He said as confident as always.

I turned to Ambrose and then back to Caliban.

I explained to Caliban that if he came back to my house with me and Ambrose to tell the auntie’s of our alignment that we may be able to move up the third challenge in order to stop the pagans.”

“Would you help me move up the third challenge and stop the pagans?” I said promisingly and almost out of breath.

“I’ll help you Morningstar but we must be fast if you wish to be coronated in time to stop the pagans.”

Ambrose interjects, closing a book. “Okay then let’s go.”

“Caliban, can you—“ I started before he already knew to transport us to my house.

When we got there Aunt Zelda was sitting alone with a dirty shovel next to her. We walked in slowly.

“Aunt Zelds, where’s Auntie Hilda?” I said confused.

Aunt Zelda explained to us that the pagans turned Aunt Hilda into a spider and she killed Dr Cee and some stranger from Riverdale.

“I buried her in the garden, she should be in any minute. Now who have you brought here Sabrina?” She says finally looking over to us.

Before I could say anything Caliban began introducing himself. “I’m Caliban, Prince of Hell.” He said matter of factly.

“Oh heavens. Sabrina what have you gone and done now?” She said getting up hearing a knock on the door. “Oh that must be Hilda now, why on Earth is she knocking?” She says annoyed as she opens the door.

BANG

“spinster somnum istum” Caliban summons.

Mrs. Wardwell falls. I dropped to the floor as Aunt Hilda began to bleed. I begin putting pressure on the wound, crying. “Ambrose go get help!” I yell as Ambrose runs off. “Caliban! What did you do to Mrs Wardell?” I yell out. He bends down next to me, wiping a tear from my eye and picking up Aunt Zelda. I move with him keeping pressure on her gunshot wound.

“Relax princess I just put the spinster to sleep. Now where can we take her to lay her flat.” He speaks slow, calm and confident.

Ambrose appears with Prudence and Mambo Marie. “Downstairs!” He yells.

“We need to operate.” Mambo Marie states.

We get downstairs and Caliban lays her down, while Prudence rushes to get the equipment for Mambo Marie to take the bullet out.

We all wait patiently but one thing I can’t get over is how Caliban put Mrs. Wardwell to sleep. I didn’t know he had power like that. I look at him and quietly speak. “Caliban, how did you put Mrs. Wardwell to sleep? I didn’t know you had power like that.”

He speaks while continuing to watch Mambo operate. “My power comes from the Pits of Hell. I studied many things and learned how to harness my power to its fullest.” He said smirking down at me.

“Wait, does that mean I can get power from the Pits Of Hell?” I said trying not to be too loud as if I could wake Aunt Zelda.

“No, it doesn’t work like that princess. I am made from the Pits of Hell.” He states.

Dammit. I begin thinking out loud. “Why would Mrs. Wardwell shoot Aunt Zelda?” I speak so confused.

I start to hear screeching outside. Caliban, Prudence, Ambrose and I go to see what it is while Mambo waits for Aunt Zelda to wake.

“It’s a banshee, a Spellman will die. I’m sorry.” Prudence speaks strong and soft.

“Wait. We have to go. Ambrose, Prudence go upstairs with Caliban and he can transport you to the academy with the egg.” I said quickly.

“Cousin, what’s going on?” He speaks worried.

“In the distance, Blackwood and Agatha are coming. She’s covered in blood. Go! Now! Caliban come back for Mambo, Aunt Zelda and I after.” I say slamming the door and running to the basement and locking all the entrances I can

Aunt Zelda still hasn’t woken and I explain to Mambo Marie the plan, although she tries to protest at first. All of a sudden I hear the front door burst open and hear Blackwood yelling. “KILL EVERY SPELLMAN YOU FIND!” Caliban appears. “Quickly” I said quietly to him. He grabs our hands and transports us as Agatha tries to bust the basement door down.

Back at the academy I turned to Caliban. “Do you know any protection spells?” I speak harshly.

“No not off the top of my head. I know protection sigils.” Caliban states.

Before I could speak, Ambrose interrupts reaching into his bag. “I still have some of the Dark Lord’s essence that we removed from Nick. If all of us use what’s left to write sigils we can get the entire academy protected quickly.” He speaks fast and knowingly.

Just as we finish protecting the academy Aunt Zelda wakes up and I’m right by her side.

She sits up quickly. “I have it. I have the answer. I know how the coven can regain power and defeat the pagans.” She states confidently before looking around confused. “Where am I?”

I lunge into her arms. “Aunt Zee! You’re alive!” We’re at the academy Aunt Zelda. We’re all safe here, for now.”

“Where’s Hilda?” She said looking around then back at me confused.

“She never resurrected from the Cain Pit, Auntie.” I said tears brimming my eyes.

“What?” Aunt Zelda says in disbelief.

“I’m afraid Aunt Hilda is gone.” Ambrose states before sobbing while Prudence comforts him.

“Impossible. I left her not one moment ago in the Nether Realm. I saw the future, and Hilda lives to be an old crone. If she hasn’t resurrected on her own, then I’ll use what I learned in the next life to drag her back into this one.” Aunt Zelda yells confidently while getting off the table. “Today we will rip our sister Hilda back from the clutches of death himself. Now, who amongst you will return to the Spellman house with me to do the deed?”

We return home and circle around where Aunt Zelda buried Aunt Hilda. All of us holding hands as Aunt Zelda remains in the middle of the circle.

“It is said that whenever you call on the Triple Goddess, she comes to you. As much as I ignored her, put my faith in lesser gods, signed my name in other books, she still came to me when I needed her most. When I wandered, lost in the Nether Realm, it was she who led me back to the material world. We call you, Hecate.” The wing begins rustling through us. Aunt Zelda begins to call out. “We call on you now, Maiden, in your unbounded potential. We call on you, Mother, in all your divine power. We call on you, Crone, in your arcane wisdom. We are descended from all maidens, mothers, and crones. And so, when we call on the three-in-one, we call on all witches stretching back from the beginning of time to the end of days. We call on… ourselves, the powers that have been denied us. Imbue is with them, Hecate, and we shall pray to you morning, noon, and night. And we shall live to honor thy three faces, they three forms. Dark Mother, keeper of the key to the door between worlds, we… summon thee. Return our sister, Hilda to the realm of the living, and we will never forget you again!” Wind blows, thunder rumbles. It stops and Aunt Hilda doesn’t rise. “Hilda? Hildy? Hildy, are you there?” Aunt Zelda’s voice trembles as she drops to her knees. “Hildy.” Ain’t Zelda sobs.

Seconds later, Aunt Hilda’s hand shatters through the Earth and Aunt Zee pulls her out.

Aunt Hilda now resurrected and covered in dirt asks, “What have I missed?” While brushing herself off.

I sigh. “A lot, Aunt Hilda. The pagans still need to be stopped.”

“Oh, bloody pagans, what kind of trouble are they causing now?”

So we catch Aunt Hilda up on the pagans plan to pollinate everyone in town with caramel apples for the Green Man. We devise a plan to put a lullaby spell on the town and use Pesta to kill the Green Man by wearing a Mrs. Wardwell glamour.

After I deliver Pesta to the pagans in a Robin glamour, she destroys the Green Man.

“I killed your pathetic plant god. Now I think it’s time you and your carnival left Greendale.” I spat as the rest of the coven shows up. The pagans begin departing.

“Coven, do not stop until every last pagan is driven from our home.” Aunt Zelda bellows.

We got rid of the pagans. Everyone went home.

“And so Greendale is saved once again.” Ambrose says clinking a glass with Auntie Hilda.

“And tomorrow morning the town will wake nice and rested.” Aunt Hilda replied

“And none the wiser, Sister.” Aunt Zelda leaned forward in her seat. “Thank you, Sabrina. When the coven and your family needed you the most, you were there.”

“It was nothing, Aunt Zee. I’m thankful to have had the help I had. I love you guys.” I spoke softly.

“I suppose you’ll be running back off to Hell.” Ambrose spoke low with his head down.

I took a long deep sigh. “I actually need to talk to you guys about that. Before any of this happened, I was gonna tell you guys.”

“Tell us what Sabrina?” Aunt Zelda says ashing her cigarette.

“Yeah doll, you can tell us anything.” Aunt Hilda said to combat Aunt Zelda’s sort of harsh tone.

“I am to marry Caliban, Prince of Hell after I finish the third challenge tomorrow. Now before you get angry please listen.” I sigh. “This will ensure that I still get to spend time here with you guys. I will continue to go to mortal school and Caliban and I will have breakfast and family dinners here, but I will live in hell and spend my evenings there. This also secures Hell stays where it belongs. Caliban and I have already made an agreement, signed in blood and in clay. Right now I need to go meet him at Dorian’s.” I spoke calmly and softly.

It was quiet for a moment. Ambrose said nothing already knowing the agreement. Aunt Zelda was the first to speak.

“Queen of Hell is not the life we hoped for you, Sabrina, especially not marriage this young. But I am happy you thought through this agreement and still made your family a priority.” She said sadly.

“I know Auntie Zee, me too, but it’s my destiny.” I said tears pricking my eyes.

Aunt Hilda and Aunt Zelda begin to cry.

“Oh, don’t cry, Aunties. I’ll be back later tonight, not for dinner, unfortunately.” I said resting my head on Aunt Hilda’s shoulder.

“Oh, who’s crying?” Auntie Zee scoffs as she wipes a tear.

“I bloody am.” Aunt Hilda remarks back.

“It’s okay. It’s not the end, it’s not like you’ll never see me again. But for now.. I’ve got to go.” I say standing up to leave.

“Lanuae Magicae!” I say transporting myself to Dorian’s.

#calbrina #calbrina fanfic #hell is hot #sabrina x caliban #chilling adventures of sabrina #caos #caos fanfiction

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sleever · 3 years

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March 13, 2021,

I am finally almost done catching up with these blogs. Saturday was another fun one. Woke up in Johnnys bed with Tash. Gab resurrected from the dead. Gab, Tash and I went to Mi Ranchito for breakfast burritos and stopped at Walgreens to get their disposable camera pictures. They were both wearing my clothes or Jacob’s so I had to run in to do both things. I don’t blame them I wouldn’t have wanted to go in public places wearing walk of shame looking clothes lol. I dropped the girls off then went back to mine to showered and eat. I came downstairs after that to clean up the house a bit. And threw out so much trash. Cole and his friends broke our black folding table the night before so I threw that out too. After a little bit I went to pick up Mike and his friend Jack to play some dye and day drink. I’m not exactly sure the timing of everything. But it took like literally 30 minutes to pick up Mike. I’m starting to not want to have to pick him up because of how long it takes to drive 1 mile down chapel street. Dan, Mike, Jack and I played the first game of dye. Mike and Jack almost won but Dan and I had a comeback and won. Mal then came outside to join us and soon after Jacob and Maddie came back from the mall and came out. Dan and I had another crazy good comeback to win again Jack and Mal. Then we played Mike and Jacob and managed to lose even tho Jacob could barely move with his ankle. After that Sammi, Cara and Moe came over to start drinking with us. Then Tash and Christina came too and brought their table. We played some corn hole, skated, pong, and flip cup. Sammi, Cara, Moe, Tash, and Christina all eventually left. We kept Tash’s table because we didn’t have one to use for the rest of the day. I was mad at Sam Slim cause we made plans to day drink together but she went to the row instead and kept saying she was going to come later but never did. Oh also when I was on the one skateboard with Tash, Mike thought it would have been a good idea to push it. We obviously fell off cause he pushed from the bottom without telling me and not up by my shoulders. Tash managed to catch herself from hitting the ground. But I hit the ground so hard and bruised my hip. I can barely walk now and tried not to yell at Mike or hit him so I just walked away. I knew he didn’t do it on purpose but made me so angry and hurt a lot. Oh a car also ran over the corn hole board so we had to throw it out. But we eventually went inside and like 10 of Mike’s freshman friends came over. I was super drunk and not totally sure about everything that happened but I think it was around 7 or 8 when they showed up and stayed until 1am. They invited more of their friends so I basically hosted a freshman party. I wasn’t even planning on drinking Saturday night cause I had drank since Wednesday and wanted a break. But I was so drunk and people kept coming so I just let it happen. Mike blacked out, the night is such a blur but I guess you could say I browned out cause I basically remember it all but it’s really blurry, but then I completely died by the end of it. Mike’s freshman friends are fun but need to learn to start respecting my house cause they just do whatever they want. They constantly roam thru all of my roommates rooms, not just mine. I normally don’t mind if people are in my room but the freshman take advantage of it and start eating my food, drinking my drinks, going thru my draws, make big messes, and some of them even hook up on my bed. They also invite random people without asking me so that bothers me too. But whatever I still had fun. Dan went to the bars with some of the Smyth girls but when he got back he found me half passed out in a chair on the first floor. I ripped someone’s juul or whatever one too many times and got a super big head rush then got light headed, spins and super nauseous. My body basically went dead weight and couldn’t hold myself up so I had my head laying down in my lap. It then got super cold and started shivering. I was like that for an hour then Dan finally got me up to bed at 2am. I never threw up!

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hello!!! I need help to find a fic that I read once. I remember that Harry was raised by Sirius and Remus, and Harry learns a lot about his background and I remember that they all speak in Harry’s native language so it helps him learn. I also remember that Harry finds a recipe for a traditional Indian (I think) meal, and asks ms weasley to help him make it. He also goes to a traditional Indian festival and they give each other presents and stuff. Any help would be amazing. Thank youuu!!

@myidiosyncrasys asked: Hi!! I was wondering if you can help me find a fic again?Basically it’s a drarry set in second year where they realize they’re souls mates (I think their marks are flowers around their hips) and they meet in secret to try bring down the chamber of secrets cause draco remembers Millicent is a half blood despite her pure blood upbringing and doesn’t want anyone to die. Draco has a pet snake named Abigail.In the chamber he conjures a bunch of snakes and a wyvern that defeats the basilisk!Thanks sm!

@majestic-carr asked: hey! been looking for this fic where the basilisk has a name that starts with Th and drarry are friends and draco has a snake and nagini likes draco and switches to the light side because voldemort doesn’t take care of her and thats all i can remember honestly 😭 please help me find it and thank you so much for doing these fic recs and fic finding such a blessing after a hard day at online class 🥺❤️

@slytherin-shakespeare asked: hiii please could you help me find a fic? I think I found it on here - harry and draco were soulmates with i think flowers as their tattoos on their hips, lucius and narcissa are soulmates, so are sirius and remus and cedric and tonks - but they aren’t together, cedric marries cho and tonks is with percy. I think when you haven’t found your soulmate the mark is a circle? thank you so much i’m going mad trying to find it

Anon #1: Hey! Love ur blog!! Was wondering if you could please help me find this fic? Harry and Draco are friends and then in 2nd year, Harry saves Draco and Ginny, and the writing on the walls was like their skeletons will live in the chamber forever. Draco and Ginny both get taken to the chamber together. Thanks!

Anon #2: Umm hello! Can you please help me find a this fic: Harry and Draco discover they are soulmates in 2nd year. I’m pretty sure Draco, Ron, and Hermione speaks multiple languages and Sirius is trying to teach Harry Tamil. I didn’t get that far so that’s all I have. Can you please help me find it? Thank you!!!

Anon #3: Hi!! I dont mean to bother you, but I’m looking for a drarry fic and was hoping you/your followers could help me? It’s on ao3 and has a necromancy Mother Harry, and harry makes a bunch of allies through kindness like befriending the mermaids during the goblet of fire trial. I think he resurrects the basilisk at some point? If you can help, I’d really appreciate it, but if you dont recognize it I completely understand!! Thanks for all of the amazing recs you give!!!

Anon #4: Hi! I am looking for a fic on ao3 but I can't find it anymore 😭 It was drarry, I think it started around 4th year, harry had decided to publicly say he wasn't the real champion and didn't care about winning. The trio and Draco's friends were all friends in secret. During the second task Harry was kissed by a merman in order not to drown, and when he was in the cemetery he raised the dead. The necromancers were called "Mothers". I really hope you can help, Thank you in advance!!!

Anon #5: hey, i was wondering if you or any of your followers knew of a fic where harry is sort of into necromancy and he goes searching for the locket with other necromancers including slughorn and dumbles, they end up evading the inferi by actually going through the water with the aid of the merpeople and somehow end up in the malfoy lake and narcissa finds them? draco and harry are together by this point. I know this is a long shot and not much to go on but thank you anyway x

Anon #6: Hi! I hope you’re having a good holiday! There’s this fic I want to reread but I can’t remember the title. I recall winky being draco’s elf and he had to put his hands into the oven for winky’s punishment? Thank you 💛

ETA: Thank you guys for your help ♥

survival is a talent by @shanastoryteller [T, 300k+] *WIP

► In the middle of their second year, Draco and Harry discover they’re soulmates and do their best to keep it a secret from everyone. Their best isn’t perfect. ~ 2021

#drarry #drarry fanfic #drarry fic rec #fic search #wip

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Why do You dislike Scott Snyder? I mean I have my reasons.. like a lot of the Court of Owls stuff, his convoluted plots, making Dick a punching bag for the broody bats, horrible at writing the family as a family he literally wrote Death of the Family I mean....*kill bill sirens* ... Also the ''son of a Damian'' line from Black Mirror etc. But I'm curious if you have more reasons since I'm pretty new and I'm told that he likes Dick and wanted to write Dick focused books and I don't.. buy it.

LOL yeah, all of that for sure, and I mean.....tbh, I don’t pay enough attention to his interviews and stuff to even be aware that he’s said that about liking Dick and wanting to write Dick-centric books, but I’m with you on that....not necessarily meaning anything.

God knows I’ve lost track of how many fic writers in this fandom swear up and down they love Dick Grayson and yet I avoid their stories with extreme energy, lmao, because I’ve read enough of their takes on DG that I’m like hmmm, yeah, we are not the same, lol. I mean, there’s a certain couple fic writers who just are like....DETERMINED to mention Danny Chase every single time I make a post about why I’m annoyed by the focus on Dick’s allegedly infamous temper. And its always the exact same song on repeat, they’re like “OH-HO, so apparently you don’t remember the time Dick choked Danny, a literal CHILD, just because Danny had the nerve to tell him Jason died, cuz like, I do, and it was AWFUL and Danny could have died TOO y’know, that’s how mad Dick was.”

And then I just kinda stare at these words that apparently mean things, and enter a fugue state where an unknown amount of time passes and by the end of it I feel 80 million epochs older, and its like....no, I absolutely do remember that time when Dick grabbed Danny by the shirt and yelled in his face because he just found out his brother died and Danny said “what’s the big deal, its not like it doesn’t happen all the time” and this was absolutely not an awesome and fun scene for anyone, no matter how understandable Dick’s upset was at the time. BUT, I also happen to remember, since y’know, it was in that literal exact same issue, how then Dick went to see Bruce, and due to BRUCE’S upset about Jason’s death, Bruce literally punched his remaining son to the ground, screams about how it was all Dick’s fault, and kicks him out of the house Dick grew up in and tells him to leave his keys with Alfred.

And its like......the very same people who LOVE to throw around references to Danny Chase in order to puff up the claims about Dick Grayson being volatile and extreme and having a Dangerous Temper like, flat out REFUSE to ever even ACKNOWLEDGE that scene with Dick and Bruce, from the literal exact same issue, because they at the same time claim that THIS was bad writing and OOC and Bruce would never.....but apparently, the writing from ten pages before it was just fine and completely accurate and Dick absolutely would not only ever, he would always, and thus Dick’s Legendary Dangerous Temper is canon and its why Dick can’t have nice things or people being nice to him in these writers’ stories, its too Dangerous, he might get mad I guess.

And each time this comes up on this site, I’m always like....hey, science side of tumblr, is it possible that insisting on vilifying Dick for his reaction to someone in the wake of Jason’s death whilst simultaneously refusing to acknowledge the scene of Bruce’s reaction to Dick is canon or in-character despite existing in the exact same issue and written by the exact same writer.....like....could this be one of those double standards I’m always going on about? And isn’t it in fact reasonable to question just how much or how little someone actually means it when they say they love a character but want that character flogged in the middle of the town square for a Bad Reaction to something that also prompted a Bad Reaction from another character but this character, they’ll like, throw themselves in front of a moving train if it keeps someone from daring to even suggest that THEIR reaction was canon and in-character and might potentially say something damning about their temper or behavior with friends or family?

*heaves endless sigh of endlessness*

Sorry, that example was right there on the tip of my brain today because like....I literally just saw another post around this oft-deceased and resurrected and killed to death again dead horse like, five minutes ago and then came to dip into my ask box for the first time today and it was like.....destiny. Assuming destiny has some free time to kill and nothing better to do, which, I mean, hey, everyone’s allowed a hobby is all I’m saying.

LOL sooooooooooo, ANYWHO, its just like.....ugh, I’m so over being expected to take at face value any writers, whether professional or fan, saying “oh but I love this character or that character, and due to that being my preface to everything else I say or do in regards to this character, you have zero basis for claiming that you do not like or trust my depiction of this character because ummm, read much? I literally JUST said, I love them though? Wow. Insert scoffs of incredulity here, I don’t even know how to talk to someone who thinks I don’t like a character I claimed I like just because literally everything else I say or do about them paints an opposing picture to the contrary.”

LMAO. Sorry. Had to get that off my chest. But yeah, like, I think EVERY canon Batfam writer has made a similar claim in recent years about pretty much every Batfam character, and at a certain point it starts to be like....okay, if all of you are telling the truth here, shouldn’t we see more canon evidence of like....these characters that you’re writing, like....actually even LIKING each other? At what point are we allowed to question the legitimacy of you saying oh I totes love this character, that’s why I write their family as abusing them, that’s just love, baby, that’s what it looks like.

Personally, I’d like to see more of us at least using qualifiers? I mean, I do say I don’t hate Tim, or Bruce, or any of these characters, but I get how people could be dubious about that and be all, umm, you rant about them a lot, because like...yeah. Fair. That’s a valid critique. SO its a lot more accurate for me to be like, I love 90s Tim and I just have become increasingly less enchanted with the character over the past twenty years since then, enough so that my knee-jerk reactionism to people bashing Dick’s character BECAUSE of what Dick did or didn’t do to Tim in their eyes, is like.....disinclined to view the situation or his character these days through 90s-Tim rose-colored glasses.

Similarly, I truly don’t hate Bruce, at least not when he’s not being written as physically and emotionally abusive and/or just plain neglectful, BUT I absolutely despise the abuse apologism rampant in most fandoms, but particularly in this one, where people will make like Cirque-de-Soilei contortionists in order to prove that Bruce beating this kid or that kid isn’t actually abuse, its cuz they made him do it....rather than people just being like, no, that’s abuse right there on the page and I don’t stand for it or stan that Batman, so I have zero desire to defend that scene or his actions there from his perspective, and am totally fine with taking a seat when someone speaks up about how much they hate what Bruce did to his kid there in that scene and how it affects their read of the characters as a whole.

Its like....that too, is a thing you can do, instead of just.....trying to explain why Bruce isn’t abusive see, because what happened there wasn’t actually abuse, since it couldn’t have been, because Bruce isn’t abusive, see, he would Never.

And yet so rarely do people actually do that, and we have people literally championing themselves as members of the Good Dad Bruce Protection Squad when the frank reality is there CAN BE NO GUARANTEE of him ever and always being a Good Dad, when like....his characterization, ultimately, is dependent on how he’s written by canon writers who ARE NOT US. Which makes that desire to see him as just a good dad and nothing but a good dad always, like....not quite as understandable as it otherwise might be, and instead just kinda....willful, an admission that a lot of fans in this fandom will just flat out ignore all evidence to the contrary of this stated claim about what Bruce inherently IS, when inherently all he is happens to be a character who manifests whatever those in creative control of him choose to manifest via him. Like.....there are ways to go about that kinda thing, its just....that isn’t it. Something like “Proud member of the Keep Bruce Wayne a Good Dad Squad’ or something along those lines? I’d have ZERO issue with, because that’s ACTIONABLE, not WILLFUL. It posits not that Bruce simply IS this way and there’s no ifs, ands or buts about it, but rather that just because he isn’t this way in some instances, that doesn’t mean we have to agree with it or condone that interpretation of him, y’know?

But people are like....unwilling to make that distinction or hold that nuance a lot of the times, so my dislike of Bruce as he’s written in certain ways or by certain writers like....grows and evolves and mutates into Godzilla rampaging through downtown New York, until its understandable that people reading my blog intermittently and who don’t follow everything I say on the subject are like.....”Bold of you to claim you like lizards in this one post when I have here nine other posts where you’re just like, FEAR the murderous monster-lizard destroying New York for it is Dangerous and Fearsome. Cuz one of these things is not like the others, bud.”

*Shrugs* Anyway, all of that’s just my allergy to Staying on Topic, so make of it what you will, hopefully you get what I mean though even if you don’t have like, the requisite Kalen-Garbled-Nonsense Secret Decoder Ring. Back to Snyder though....yeah, he can claim he likes Dick all he wants, because y’know what, Tynion says the same thing and its been well established by moi that my fondest wish for Tynion is that he be kept far, far away from Dick’s character whenever possible. And I’m pretty sure Tom King claims he loves all these characters and we’re all like HAHAHHAHA and we know Lobdell insists he loves Jason Todd and its like wow how curious then that hardly any other Jason Todd stans love you.

The ironic thing about my random bouts of ugh Snyder in a lot of posts however, is that......tbh, its not even his depiction of Dick that makes me dislike him as much as I do? LMAO. I mean, I’m not a fan of it personally, for a lot of the reasons you mentioned, but I don’t like a lot most canon writers’ depiction of Dick these days and haven’t for years. The thing I really dislike Snyder for, personally, is his depiction of Damian.

Its just.....its very Not Good, a lot of the time. Oh, there are moments here and there, but you could claim that for any writer, really, but for the most part, like.....ooof, I haven’t read Snyder’s work on Damian recently enough to really cite specific moments off the top of my head, because I’ve been avoiding anywhere he’s writing Damian for awhile now BECAUSE of it, but....a LOT of the ‘demon brat’ shit in regards to Damian comes from Snyder’s work, and like, I’m always kinda like “hey is making Demon anything the go-to nickname for a kid of Arab descent who is already compared to a terrorist enough as it is like....really the best we can do” to begin with, and Snyder absolutely 100% does not help with that.

To be fair, its not remotely like its all just on him, the stuff that has had a lot of us complaining for years about the blood son crap and the insistence on acting like there’s this stark divide between Bruce and Damian and the rest of the Bat siblings, I mean, see: Tom King again, its just. Ugh, okay, Im gonna have to get back to this in the near future with actually sourced gripes about why I think Snyder’s Damian in particular is absolute crap and could he just not, though. Because it really is my chief complaint with him, like I was never gonna be a fan of his in general just because he’s someone who's like DARK MULTIVERSE BATMAN FUCK YEAH and I’m someone who’s like DARK MULTIVERSE BATMAN UGH FUCK WHY.....lol....BUT like I mention in other posts.....its not like he’s incapable of doing decent stuff or that he’s never written anything I like, because ironically, he IS the biggest canon backer of Duke Thomas and pretty much single-handedly responsible for Duke retaining as much of a presence as he has in recent years instead of just appearing and blipping out of existence like a one-hit wonder, and that can’t be overlooked or considered inconsequential.

That just also kinda makes it all the more annoying that his Damian is so very.....objectionable to me, but yeah. Anyway, that’s the curious case of my very mixed feelings on Scott Snyder, with a side dish of generalized “lol oh, so you do in fact love this character? Well magically all my criticisms of your take on them have now disappeared!”

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I Won't Rest Until I Find You

Pairing: Alucard | Adrian Tepes / Trevor Belmont

Words: 3208

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

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Notes: This is set during Curse of Darkness, but in my mind it could continue on with the show’s continuity as well.

So I guess I want to start with a disclaimer if Trevor seems out of character to some people: I haven't watched the Netflix show yet. I know Castlevania from the games. But I do plan on watching the show.

I’m making Castlevania art too, and if you’re interested in fan-merch and pins, I’m going to be starting a Kickstarter soon for some Castlevania pins.

I've been loving these games and characters more and more and have been wanting to create content. I also make art (@emptymasks on social media and on my Etsy shop) and I am soon going to launch a Castlevania pin Kickstarter.

I also want to say something about kins, so if that isn't your thing or makes you uncomfortable then please stop reading. I'm @emptymasks on tumblr, but I just made a side-blog (which is also a kin-blog) for Castlevania @princeadriantepes.

Also, also! I have a Castlevania Discord server! DM me or send me an ask for the link Sever is LGBT and kin friendly.

Phew, thank you so much if you read all of that text. Now onto the story...

“Why did you attack me?” Hector’s shout echoed through the empty castle.

Trevor shook his head and sighs.

“The place to which Isaac has gone can only be entered by those who possess very advanced powers; I had to test you.” He explained.

“I see.” Hector moved forward. “Meaning you would have me pursue him?”

“Indeed, but first you shall need my help. Come.”

Trevor led them throughout the castle. He hated that he remembered the layout. Everywhere he looked there were memories. Fights and injuries and screams. He had fought Grant along that corridor not too far into the castle. The poor man still awoke in screams, fearing he was in a body that wasn't his own. He’d been working hard to rebuild the villages and houses. And then Sypha, having to hide her magic from the world. Trevor had seen his fair share of dark magic and monsters before facing Dracula, but despite that had not been so blind to think magic could only be evil.

Trevor slowed his walking as they entered the main hall. The place of their final battle, and unfortunately it seemed, for future final battles as well. They had made a great team, his ‘legendary three warriors’ as people had already begun calling them. Grant, Sypha and…

Trevor’s feet halted.

“It’s for the best.” Alucard had said.

“Who for? Because it certainly isn’t for us. It isn’t for the people who you could help protect.” Trevor yelled.

Sypha had put a hand on his arm, wanting to calm him.

“Trevor, after everything I have done… I cannot risk becoming like my father.”

“You won’t.”

“You cannot know that!”

Trevor had never seen Alucard shout before. He looked so distraught.

“Cursed blood flows throughout me. It is only a matter of time that it turns sour, or some dark powers try to turn me into him, or use me for his resurrection.”

“You are stronger than them, Alucard.” Trevor tried to reach out his hand, but Alucard stepped back.

“We cannot know what the future holds. I cannot take the chance that I will hurt others…”

“And what of the chance that you could help them? You’re reasoning makes no sense, are you truly so blind that-”

“I killed my own father!” Alucard turned to face him, tears streamed down his face. “Do you not understand that! I know what he did, I know he was deserving of such a fate… But that does not ease the pain in my soul…”

“Adrian…”

“Let us help you.” Sypha said.

“I care about you both greatly. Thank you for being my friends… But this is something I must do. I will not ask permission, nor seek approval. But please do not think badly of me, and do not blame yourselves.”

Alucard turned to look at them one last time.

“I love you.” He stared at Trevor as he spoke.

Trevor lunged forwards, but Alucard had already transformed had flown into the shadows of the night.

“Belmont? Are you alright?” Hector’s voice cut through his memories.

“Ah, yes. My apologies, I was simply remembering exactly where…” Trevor trailed off as he walked towards the centre of the room.

He pulled off a glove and reached for his knife. He didn’t wince as he pulled the blade through his closed fist. His nails dug into the cut as he squeezed, and the blood dripped out and mingled with the red carpet.

The stains glowed for a second, before a seal grew out from below them.

“There. ‘Tis done.”

“So, the Belmont blood acts as a key…” Hector mused. “And what lies beyond this point?”

“Do not ask. If you knew your heart might waver. For now, hold the image of Isaac in your mind, think only of defeating him.”

“Very well.” Hector said and stepped onto the seal.

“Hector, hunt him down. And when you have him, show him no mercy.”

He watched Hector’s body disappear into the light, and his feet started to move backwards.

He knew Alucard was here… Or rather, his body was. Sypha had knocked him out that night as nothing could console him. Sypha had been trying her best, but she could see his heart was not whole anymore.

“I miss him too, Trevor.” She had said one night. “But he made his choice, we have to respect it.”

“Why must we?” He bit back.

She signed.

“I heard Grant was asking after you again today.” Trevor was aware his voice sounded distant.

“Yes… He hasn’t given up on me yet.” She made her voice sound light, as if she was wanting Trevor to laugh.

Trevor shifted, unsure if he should face her.

“Would you… Are you considering taking him up on his offer?”

He saw her eyes widen slightly. He thought for a second she was going to slap him.

Instead she sighed.

“Do you want me to take him up on his offer?”

“I just want you to be happy Sypha… I fear that your happiness cannot be found with me.”

She stood up walked across the room.

“You loved him back?” She mumbled.

“Didn’t we both?”

She chuckled, but she sounded sad.

“Perhaps you should look for him?”

“And what happened to leaving him with his choices?”

She walked back over and pushed his longer hair away from his face, her fingers grazing over his scar.

“Because I want for you to be happy too. I do not think I can stand one more day of you sulking.” She smiled. “I try and reach for him sometimes… There’s something of him in the castle’s ruins. Whether it’s just memories or it’s him I cannot tell but…”

“It’s the only place I have to start…”

“You’re not mad I didn’t tell you sooner?”

“Sypha… Love, you have only ever tried to protect me from my own stupidity. I do not blame you for protecting yourself from it too.”

Trevor glanced back at the seal. It can only be closed from the inside, which meant Hector should have no trouble leaving (unless he fails), but… if he leaves it does mean something could follow Hector inside… The castle was rather empty though…

Before Hector had arrived, he’d sworn he was close. There was something amidst the ruins behind Dracula’s accursed throne. The presence of another entering the castle caused him to cease his search for he feared Isaac was entering.

He wouldn’t be leaving the room… He would only be taking his eyes off the portal for a short while…

Well it didn’t seem to matter what his brain thought the right thing to do was, because his body was already doing the selfish thing. He dug through the rocks until he found a hole. He ran back to grab one of the candles from the wall and gave one last glance to the seal, before he jumped down.

The candle didn’t provide much light, but that combined with the small rays coming in from the entrance to pit revealed more stone. Parts of pillars and archways and cracking gargoyles. None of them seemed to have life in them, but Trevor brought his whip out all the same. He held the candle up to the back wall, hoping to see something there, when his foot become wedged. More stone, Trevor assumed, until he felt his knee resting against the same object. He brought the candle to scan the shape. It was far darker than the rocks, and it stretched out beyond where the candle could see. Trevor kept himself along its side as he manoeuvred around it. The edges seemed to get wider as it went up and Trevor’s breath caught in his throat as they become thinner again almost at the top. He kept his whip in his hand as he reached a finger out and sure enough there was a lip, an opening.

Trevor took a deep breath and hoped Isaac wasn’t about to jump out at him.

In one motion Trevor threw the lid of the coffin open and jumped back with his whip ready to strike.

But nothing jumped out.

He kept his arm outstretched as he neared the coffin and peered over. Despite the low light, there was no mistaking the pale skin and golden hair. Trevor had to fight the urge to reach out and touch him. He placed the candle down in order to reach for a vial Sypha had given him.

“Once people hear you’re searching for someone, it might not take some long to realise who it is. And you know how those succubi like to transform into loved ones to lure people in. Throw this onto them and any illusion like that will be displaced. If you pour this on him and nothing happens, then its him.”

Alucard was going to kill him for drenching him… Not that he wasn’t going to kill him for stealing him away either but… that was something he could deal with later.

He splashed the potion onto Alucard’s chest, remembering Alucard throwing a fit anytime Trevor got his hair wet. He watched the potion soak through the shirt and… into his binding. Trevor was going to have to tell him off for that later… But if this was a random monster, it wouldn’t know to wear binding… Trevor hoped and waited, made himself count to twenty just to be certain, and Alucard’s body didn’t change.

Trevor reached out a shaking hand to cup Alucard’s sleeping face. He looked so peaceful… Trevor could feel the guilt welling up, but… This wasn’t just for him. He hoped he could help Alucard too. He shouldn’t have locked himself away because he thought the world was better off without him… He needed help… He needed to allow himself to be helped.

Trevor felt the rumbling beneath his feet before he heard it. Rocks started to fall into the pit and it felt as though the ground was moving upwards…

Not again…

He grabbed Alucard’s limp body and slung him over his shoulder. Jumping on top of the coffin he flung his arm up so that the whip latched onto a pillar above them. He carefully removed a hand from Alucard, letting him angle his body up to support the weight, and used both hands to climb the whip. He was lucky that despite his height, Alucard didn’t weight very much. He carried Alucard out from the ruins and into the hall, before setting him down and going to inspect the seal, which was now glowing brighter.

Shit.

He could see the spires raising up past the windows and could hear the storm more clearly. The castle was once again flowing with power. The seal seemed to be pulsing now and Trevor could feel the power coming from it. The castle was waking up and it wouldn’t be long before everything inside it would too.

Wait… Everything…

Trevor heard a groan and the whip was ready to lash out before he had even turned around.

He gasped.

“Alucard…?”

Trevor watched as Alucard brought himself to his feet. The dhampir seemed to come to his senses at the sound of his name, his head shooting up and pale eyes locking onto Trevor’s. His eyes scanned across Trevor’s body, taking in the new clothing and hair… And his ageing, Trevor thought as he felt a little self-conscious.

“Did something happen? Is there some emergency?” Alcuard's voice was dry.

“Not exactly… That is to say, there is a fight going on, but not one we need take part in…”

“Then… Why am I…?”

“Need I repeat what I said before? You deserve to live, Alucard. You deserve to stay alive, and you deserve a chance to be happy.”

“I was.” Alucard spat. “You couldn’t be satisfied could you?”

Trevor walked towards him, but Alucard stumbled back. His strength clearly hadn’t returned to him yet.

“Why, Trevor? Why did you have to wake me up? Why did you have to bring me back?” Alucard’s voice was breaking.

“Perhaps because I couldn’t live with myself.” Trevor continued to walk towards him. “Perhaps because you told me you loved me and then ran away. Perhaps because you gave up and left to go and die for no-”

“I wanted to die!”

Alucard’s voice rang out throughout the castle. The storm seemed too quiet. Alucard was shaking and he bent his head down and clutched at it as he cried.

“No one should feel like that…” Trevor whispered. “Let me help you, Adrian. Let me take care of you. I love you too-”

Trevor groaned. Why did this shit always happen?

He saw red hair out of the corner of his eye, and glanced down at the blade sticking out of his chest. He was dimly aware of Alucard lunging up and Isaac easily pushing hem out of the way.

“Fiend. What are you doing here?” Trevor tried not to move too much around the dagger.

“I can’t have you interfering beyond this point.” Isaac kicked Alucard as he tried to stand. “Only just awoken, little lord? You haven’t any strength in you at all yet. As for the seal, I left that to Hector.”

Trevor tried to reach out to Alucard, but Isaac pulled him back against the dagger.

“Impossible. The seal can only be undone by a torrent of demonic energy, Hector could not know that.”

He felt Isaac move back and prepared for another blow, when Isaac fell and Trevor grabbed onto the dagger to stop it leaving his chest, wincing is it cut into his hands through his gloves. Now wouldn’t be a good time to die of blood loss. He stumbled onto his knees and leant forwards.

“Fools!” Isaac picked himself up from where Alucard had tripped him. “Do not equate a devil-forgemaster’s power with that of an ordinary sorcerer. For a seal like that, the magic produced in battle is more than enough. Placing a guard there proved to be your downfall… But enough talk.”

Isaac reached for the dagger’s handle, still sticking out of Trevor’s back. Alucard pulled himself upwards and tried to beat Isaac to it. Isaac’s hand was grasped around the handle when a sudden burst of light knocked both of them backwards.

Trevor cried and fell to the floor, and Alucard crawled over to him.

“Julia! You still insist to side with them?” Isaac wiped the blood off the dagger with his hand.

“You may not realise it yet, but I am trying to help you brother.” She said.

Isaac stared down at the fallen Belmont and laughed.

“I would stay and chat, but Hector is waiting for me.” He cackled as he teleported away.

Julia rushed to Trevor’s side and started to push him onto his back, only for Alucard to grab her wrist.

“I’m trying to save his life. You would do well to help me.” She urged, pushing his hands aside and getting to work.

“Am I supposed to know who you are?” Alucard slumped back, tiredness and confusion overtaking him.

“I’m Julia.”

“…Right”

Trevor was dimly aware of Julia’s hands pushing his clothes open as she murmured incantations. Whatever she was saying seemed to be helping as his vision came more into focus and the pain lessened.

He cast his eyes over to Alucard. He seemed to be staring at Julia as if he wanted his eyes to burn through her. Trevor chuckled, and in an instant those pale eyes were on him instead.

“I see age hasn’t made you any less overzealous.” Alucard said.

Trevor could have wept again if he wasn’t so tired.

“Come here,” Julia turned her head to Alucard as she stood up. “You both need taking somewhere safe to rest and heal.”

Alucard dragged himself over to them. Julia tapped her staff on the ground and after the light engulfing them faded, Trevor looked upon a familiar building.

“Should I be worried that you know where I live?” He questioned Julia.

“You should be thankful, I just saved your life.” She put an arm around him to help him up.

Alucard came around his other side to help as well, but he still seemed as if he might collapse at any moment and so Trevor tried to not put too much weight on him.

“Thank you, Julia, truly… What will you do about your brother?” Trevor asked.

“Isaac has been lost to me for many years now. All I can do is aid Hector and hope he frees my brother from this curse.”

“Then I wish you luck. But be careful inside that castle.”

“I will be.” She nodded goodbye and transported herself away.

“So… Who is she?” Alucard asked.

“I have no idea.” Trevor replied.

He looked over at Alucard and smiled, a smile which grew wider when he saw Alucard fighting against his lips twitching upwards.

Trevor moved himself closer and groaned

“You’re supposed to be resting.” Alucard’s hands were on his shoulders.

“So should you.”

Trevor’s hands moved upwards and pushed the coat off Alucard’s shoulders. Alucard seemed too tired to fight him. He moved his hands up to cup Alucard’s face, his thumbs gliding over the pale skin.

He let out a shaky breath. He was crying again, but he wasn’t ashamed. He’d done it. He’d found him.

“Please, stay. I know you wanted to be asleep, but I promise you I can help you. I can make you feel better, closer to whole… And if I’m allowed to be selfish, then please don’t leave me. Alucard, Adrian please, please I can’t lose you again, I won’t survive it, so please…” Trevor was aware that he was rambling and saying the same things over and over but he couldn’t seem to stop.

He didn’t want to stop begging until he heard Alucard’s reply.

He watched Alucard’s eyes widen and his hands come to grip at Trevor’s coat.

“You missed me this much…?” He said in wonder.

“Of course I did. How could I not? Please… Say you’ll stay… Stay with me…”

“You make it sound so easy.”

“It is. It is easy. We’ll deal with trouble as it comes. I can’t imagine what you’ve been through, but I promise I can help ease the pain of it. I promise. I promise I’ll take care of you.” Trevor’s hands were moving backwards and grasping around Alucard’s neck.

He sobbed when he felt Alucard’s arms come around him. He was aware that Alucard was crying too.

“Please…”

“I can’t promise that I’ll get better.”

“I know. But give yourself a chance. Let yourself try.”

“…And you’ll stay with me.”

“After everything that just happened, does it seem like I’m going to let you out of my sight.”

He heard Alucard let out a choked laugh and held him tighter.

“I’m not going anywhere, Adrian. And neither are you, agreed?”

“Agreed… I suppose I should say thank you…”

“You don’t have to say anything. Let’s just get some rest. And you better be here when I wake up Adrian Tepes because I swear to god-” Trevor cut himself off as Alucard started laughing.

He shuffled back and pulled Alucard down with him onto the bed.

“Rest, Adrian. I’ll be here when you wake.”

“As will I.”

#trevor belmont #trevorcard #castlevania #castlevania netflix #adrian tepes #idk if thats the most popular tag for alucard but eh #my writing #mine #my fics

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akocomyk · 5 years

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The Greatness that is 2018

Okay. So my post from last year was restricted by Tumblr because of its new rules regarding adult content and such. It wasn’t deleted, it was simply removed from the public view. Though I’m quite sure I didn’t put any restricted content there other than a couple of words of profanity—and I actually wanted to appeal to Tumblr—I let it go, and I’m more determined to put a highly positive composition for this year.

And I know it wouldn’t be very difficult for me to do so.

The year 2018 was a very positive year for me. Like whatever I was experiencing in the previous years, it was totally the opposite for this year. Generally speaking, I was very happy and content for the year’s entirety. You can simply tell by the decrease of drama posts I made here on my blog—or honestly, the total decrease of posts I made for this year. I’ve even started concluding that I no longer need Tumblr as my place to vent out my personal delusions, but I feel so much regret if I would simply leave my account here to the dirt, covered in interweb dust.

Going back to the main purpose of this post… I had a lot of memorable moments in the past year, and they all meant a lot to me that—similar to my 2017 dilemma—no memory stood out (and I didn’t mean that in a bad way). Last year, nothing stood out because every single memory felt very lame. This year, ALMOST EVERY SINGLE MEMORY HAD AN IMPACT IN ME. Every memorable moment stood out, that I think any memory can take the top spot without me having to contradict myself.

Twelve moments in my 2018 were included in my shortlist. It’s less than my previous years, but that’s okay. I have enough good moments to include in the ten. Here’s my 2018 and all its greatness.

10. The A-List Awards - November 20

While having our team win a prestigious award is memorable enough, that isn’t the reason why this was included in this list.

I was one of those lucky people who got to attend the awarding ceremony, and, to be honest, I didn’t really expect or plan to attend. Those who would attend were chosen by raffle draw. I put my name less than thirty minutes before the draw. I know I’m not lucky in these raffles, that’s why I didn’t bother putting my name in there immediately after it was opened. I was only encouraged by my other teammates who put their names solely for “representation” purposes—you know, just so that their teams have representatives. And it didn’t matter if they got picked or not—if they did, then it’s okay; if not, it’s fine, not much of a great loss.

Eventually, my name was drawn. Then I had to buy my own barong. And I attended the awards night.

Half of those who were meant to be there wasn’t able to arrive on time due to the heavy traffic—which was very unfortunate, by the way, because they arrived at the exact moment we went up the stage.

There are times in life where you get to do things you never really planned to, and everything still goes smoothly even when you just let it be.

9. Papa Comes Home - February 24 to March 15

Papa doesn’t come home very often recently. He only does whenever it’s needed, like when my Mom died, or her sister died, or when there’s a wedding.

For this year, my cousin Nikki had her wedding and my father was one of the sponsors, so he came home from China. For the first time since we moved to our present residence back in 2013, he stayed in our house during the span of his vacation.

Growing up, my father and I didn’t have a sound relationship. It’s not that we hate each other. It’s just that I wasn’t as close to him as I was with my mother, and we we weren’t as you expected an ideal father-son relationship to be. To me, he was more like a hard-assed king who wants his son, the prince, to toughen up and be like him—a stereotypical man who’s a model of machismo.

I’m nothing like that.

In these two weeks that my father was here, I had felt like I regained a parent. The last time I felt like this was when my mother was still alive—and not sick. When I came home from work at night, dinner was at the table. Before I left every morning, someone was asking if I’m not going to eat breakfast—which by the way, I don’t—and telling me, “Ingat,” right before I ran out to the door.

8. Watching American Vandal - August 11-12 and September 28-30

Every year, there’s always this one memory about me watching a movie, a series, or reading a book that left me on a hangover for days. They may not have always penetrated the Top 10, but there’s always a memory that’s shortlisted.

American Vandal takes that spot for 2018, and it enters the Top 10, thanks to the fewer shortlisted memories.

If you’ve been closely following my Tumblr posts this year, you’d know why American Vandal was very memorable for me. You already know I haven’t posted much this year, but I couldn’t help myself from posting a review about the series—for both Seasons 1 and 2. Those two posts are also probably one of my few blog posts in the past year that actually made sense.

Anyway, the series spoke to me more than any other show that I watched this year did. Black Mirror was pretty close, but American Vandal is in league of its own when it comes to personal preference. The way it streamlined themes that are so relevant nowadays affected me so much—not because it was new to me—but because we share the exact same sentiments.

If you’re reading this blog post, go subscribe to Netflix right now and watch it.

7. Queen Comes Home - April 5 and 7

If you don’t know who Queen is, she is one of my closest friends. We’ve known each other since High School—we both joined the choir and the short theater we had for the school’s founding anniversary. Then she briefly went to the same college I did and became a member of the student council. That’s the time when we grew closer, before she moved to Canada.

She came home for a few weeks, and we met twice.

What I like most about the time that we spent together is that we get to talk for hours without getting uncomfortable or awkward with each other. During that time, I didn’t care much about what we did or what we talked about. What mattered the most was that we got to spend some time together.

It’s nice to have a friend who—no matter how far you are from each other right now, in terms of location and communication—will treat you the same way they’ve treated you ever since. And I’m grateful to have Queen as that kind of friend.

6. Got Ear Piercings - February 5 and June 3

August 2016 was the first time that I ever thought of having my ears pierced (this was according to my post here in my blog, but I probably had thought of it earlier). A couple of years before that, I’m one of those people who think lowly—appearance-wise—of guys who have piercings.

This is just a theory, but I think what drove me in doing so is my grief towards my mother’s passing.

Now, I don’t only have one, but two lobe piercings, both on the right ear. The first one was probably more memorable than the second one. I even wrote a post about it (click here). The second one wasn’t as terrifying since I already know what I had to do.

Did it make me happy? Yeah, I feel like I’m more me now. (Does that make any sense?) And I’m actually very proud that I did it on my own. And if there is any person close to me who thinks it looks very inappropriate, I don’t care much about your opinion on this matter. Having piercings didn’t harm any of you—it did more harm to me, actually. It’s best if you’d just accept me for who I am.

5. My Sister’s Wedding - November 26

Looking back at my sister’s wedding, I realized it’s not the wedding day itself that was memorable—at least for me. It was the preparations for it. And I mean that because, I’m good at that stuff—preparing and designing event materials.

I wasn’t stressed during the preparations since I’m practically used to it, thanks to my event planning experience with my previous job. If there was anything that drove me nuts, it was my sister’s nagging and stressful episodes. Everything felt so complicated and problematic whenever her thoughts jump right in, and I always wanted to tell her that there’s no room for such drama when you’re planning events such as her wedding.

I am so glad that my friends were there—who also eventually became a one-event choir—to welcome my rants and get a share of my madness.

Anyway, I can say that the event was successful, even though I was absolutely stressed during the wedding day itself—everyone was calling me, seeking my approval, plus I had TONS of roles to play.

One vital thing I realized after this: I’m more alone now than I’ve ever been in my entire life. My sister’s gonna have her own family. My Dad’s having his own life in China. My mother’s gone. I’m alone, but I’m okay and I’m happy with what I have now.

4. TG Life Resurrected - January 6, 10, and 15-18

A humongous part of my college—and high school, actually—life revolved around campus journalism. It’s that one thing that made college more meaningful, more enjoyable, more exciting, and more stressful—in a good way—for me. If it hadn’t been for that experience, I probably wouldn’t have had the foundation for all the skills that I am using right now for my profession.

Earlier this year, I was invited to train the now-members of The Gateway Group of Publications for the upcoming press conferences. And since I didn’t have a regular job during that time, I was also invited to attend the conferences—both Cavitewide and Regionals.

The experience was just a surge of nostalgia. A part of me wanted to join the contest myself, but my time’s long been over—and I’ve already grown tired of it after nearly more than five years of participation. It’s now time for me to pass on my knowledge to the next generation of journalists.

I may not have taken home any medal or certificate, but it gives me great pride and joy that the students I trained were able to place in their respective contests. The inner teacher inside me—who is still waiting for his time to shine—is verily satisfied.

INTERLUDE

I’m a hundred percent sure that all those memories that ranked 10th to 4th deserved all of their places. I already know from the get-go who’ll get the lower ranks and probably wouldn’t even get in the ten. Ranks 6th to 4th was a bit of struggle, but this eventual ranking is final.

For the final three…

Before divulging into that, I wanna go back to the past memories that topped since I started doing this kind of blog (just to have a throwback and a glimpse as to what memories usually top my list):

The Day Nanay Pinat Died (2013), My College Graduation (2014), The Great Depression of 2015, Mama’s Death at the start of 2016, and My Unemployed Days (2017).

I’ve already mentioned earlier that I had a huge problem regarding what memory would top the list. This is my blog. There are no rules in it. I can just say that all three memories are tied on the first three places, but I don’t wanna do that since this list would not make any sense.

So… I’m not entirely sure about this rankings that I did for these three most memorable moments, since I relied totally from gut feeling here. I tried to switch them all a couple of times, but in the end, everything went down to sentimentality.

3. Accenture - February 23

This one’s an obvious frontrunner from the beginning. After months of having no regular job, I finally got in to one of the most internationally renowned companies.

Tons of memorable moments happened when this chapter of my life started, and I wouldn’t want this list to be crowded with memories from Accenture. (The A List Awards is the only exception I reconsidered.)

Working for Accenture is one of the most liberating moments that I’ve had in recent memory.

By liberating, I mean, in our team, people truly respect you for who you are. They don’t mind your weirdness or your quirky personalities. In here, I found people who I share the same interests with, and if I talk to them about it, they don’t get weirded out—sooooo unlike the people from my previous company.

And what I love most about this is that… I feel like the old me has returned. Me who was constantly smiling. Me who seemed like he doesn’t have any problem. Me who could be in the borderline of crazy.

The me who believes that I can conquer the world in my own little ways.

2. 24th Birthday - January 27

“To know that someone appreciates my existence, someone is willing to spend their time with me, and someone is ready to get high with me is worth more than any money can ever get.”

I got that from the blog I made about my birthday.

I stand firm with what I said back then. This is one of the most memorable birthdays I’ve ever had in the recent years—maybe even in my entire life. Throughout the year, I was thinking that this moment might top this year’s list. And I was secretly hoping that something good would still happen in my life since I couldn’t accept yet that this would be the one. Thank God, things still happened.

This is the second time that my birthday celebration was included in the list, and this is its highest placement so far. I still wish that someday, my birthday celebration would be the one on the first place. This one was really close—it’s on the second place and it certainly lost by a minimal margin—but I had to hand it over to the other one that’s more… sentimental… and left my heart in emotional shards right after.

1. A Day with Wilma - December 23

Amongst my friends who know that I love watching films, this is the first time that someone actually asked me to watch a movie with them. You know… just me with him or her.

Ever since 2015, I’ve been glorifying the thought of me doing things on my own, and the belief that I can be happy on my own. Having said that, I also have never set aside the fact that I’d be even happier if I do the things that I do with someone else.

For those who don’t know, Wilma’s one of my BFFs and one interesting fact about her is that SHE IS RARELY SPONTANEOUS—close to never, to be frank. I am the opposite of that. I adore spontaneity. So when Wilma asked me to watch Spiderman: Into the Spider-verse with her—out of the blue—I said yes, without any hint of hesitation. I didn’t even ask if she invited someone else, which I usually do when someone asks me if I wanna go with them. I didn’t care.

I’m finally gonna watch a movie with a friend… my friend.

Wilma got caught on traffic on her way, so we missed our schedule by roughly 15 minutes. She didn’t want to go on the next screening since she’s concerned that it might be too late for me, but I told her that it’s okay. For the meantime, we had coffee—tea for me, actually—and I also helped her shop for Christmas gifts.

After watching the film, Wilma offered to eat dinner at her house, since I didn’t really give any concrete answer as to how I’m gonna feed myself that night. And so we did. We went to her house and ate dinner with her family. Her Mom even wanted me to sleep over since it’s also a bit late already. I told her that I had to attend the ninth Misa de Gallo the following day, but she insisted, saying, “Magsisimba rin naman kami.” I wanted to say yes. Part of me didn’t want to end the day just yet. This day was feeding me with so much spontaneity, it’s making me euphoric.

But I didn’t have extra clothes with me… so I had to refuse.

On my ride home, I felt really weird, thinking about all the things that happened that day. I wanted to cry, but I also wanted to laugh at the same time. I was emotional, but I didn’t know what emotion it was. I just knew that something inside my heart was not okay, yet I’m perfectly fine with it.

After years of feeling like the world completely neglects me, a day comes when all the love is poured out and I can’t even handle it.

I didn’t even have any picture of this day. It exists now only inside the memory centers of our brains—Wima and mine’s.

I hope we can do this again sometime.

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