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calltomuster · 2 years

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Disabilities exist in Star Wars. Period.

This post is dedicated to certain specific people who say they are not be able to reconcile service animals in Star Wars, especially Jedi, since the Force and technology exist. These people seemingly have never seen Star Wars, where disabilities not only exist but feature prominently in many cases — yes, even in Jedi. So let us prove them definitively wrong here.

From the very beginning, disabilities have existed in Star Wars. In fact, one could argue a feature of a disability is one of the most iconic things about Star Wars. Even people who aren't Star Wars fans, or who haven't seen the movies at all, know the sound of Darth Vader's breathing. Darth Vader -- Anakin Skywalker -- is unable to breathe on his own and needs to be constantly hooked up to a life-support system simply to stay alive. This in itself is an answer to the argument that the Force compensates for everything. Perhaps you might want to say it is the Force that lets him stay alive beyond what would kill someone else, but still it cannot take the place of functional lungs, or grow back missing limbs, etc. Anakin Skywalker is one of the most powerful Force-sensitives to have ever lived, and yet he can still be disabled and need assistance. (Also, because sometimes I see people making the argument that because of all the pain that Anakin is in, he should be forgiven for his actions, let me say this: Anakin Skywalker can be disabled and still be villainous and make choices that hurt untold billions of people. Being disabled does not absolve you of your bad decisions. Disabled people are people too, and all people make choices and that is what determines the kind of person they are. But that's another post.)

Another example of the Force not compensating for everything is Yoda. We see Yoda using mobility aids multiple times throughout the OT and the PT, from a cane to a hoverchair. He is known as one of the wisest and most powerful Jedi ever, and yet he still uses mobility aids. "Yeah, well," you say, "he still fights with his lightsaber and does all those flips, so that doesn't count." This is the same stupid argument that people make against ambulatory wheelchair users. Needing to use a mobility aid does not mean you need to use it all the time. Total paralysis is not the only thing that makes people need to use wheelchairs or similar mobility aids. Often, people are technically capable of walking or moving around or even fighting and doing backflips in Yoda’s case, but the amount of pain and decreased function that such actions would cause are not worth it except for short amounts of time or in dire circumstances. This does not make them less disabled, or mean that they are faking it.

“Must be a Jedi thing,” you say. What about Chirrut Îmwe or Kanan Jarrus, who are both blind (or become so). The Force does not give them their sight back (aside from a certain final scene in Rebels). “It’s only for Force-sensitives, then,” you try next. Try looking at Saw Gerrera, who needs oxygen assistance and wears a pressurized suit over his body. Or how about 99, a disabled clone who helps in brothers and is commended as “a true soldier” upon his death? The clones are excellent examples, for that matter. Wolffe is missing an eye, Gregor has a traumatic brain injury, Echo uses extensive cybernetics to function, among many others.

Maybe still you want to argue that sure, someone might have a limb chopped off or whatever, but technology has come so far in Star Wars that they're not really disabled. Hear me now when I say: having accommodations that help you function in everyday life does not erase a disability. Go back and read that a few times if you need to, because it’s important.

Now, to be clear, I’m not at all saying Star Wars always has amazing disability representation. I know that’s not the case in many, many regards, and I will link below references that discuss it in more detail. But to say that something like a service animal does not belong in Star Wars is, frankly, extremely idiotic and ableist and ignores the long history of disability in the GFFA. Disabled people have always existed in Star Wars and other sci-fi/fantasy media and they always will.

Further reading and other perspectives:

Disability in Star Wars

Blind Warriors, Supercrips, and Techno-Marvels: Challenging Depictions of Disability in Star Wars

How Star Wars: The Bad Batch delivers the disability representation the franchise needed

Twisted and Evil: Ableism in Star Wars

This post was written largely in response to a comment left on a fic in the Service Animal Boga AU, so if you would like to read fics about disabled Obi-Wan with a service animal, please consider supporting us there. :)

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jamielea81 · 10 months

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Just Friends

One Shot - 2,700 words

Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: A little heartbreaky. A little sweet. A lightly funny. Fluffy. My usual.

Notes: This is just for fun. I know nothing of the private life of Mr. Evans, so take with a grain of salt. This is a little self indulgent as the reader is tall, but it’s only mentioned like twice. No use of Y/N. Enjoy my lovelies.

Feedback and reblogs are appreciated but never expected. They do keep me fueled though.

It was ridiculous. Utterly and completely ridiculous. Chris was being a butthead. Plain and simple.

He was the best person you knew but, also the most aggravating person you knew. And he was pissed at you. Not the kind of pissed where it’s forgiven in a day over a beer. No, he wasn’t speaking to you and frankly you didn’t care.

Okay, you did care. But you were pissed at him too. If he hadn’t of asked for your opinion several of times, you wouldn’t have been forced to tell him the truth. He knew better than to ask you five times in one night what you thought about Amelia, especially when you had been drinking.

Amelia was an airhead. She thought too highly of herself and it wasn’t warranted. She didn’t deserve Chris and that’s exactly what you told him. Yes, it was blunt, but he asked you five times. Five. You could only lie so much. And why did he care so much about your damn opinion anyway?

Was your crush on Chris part of the reason for not liking Amelia? No. She really wasn’t a great person and, in your defense, your crush on Chris was new.

It wasn’t one of those “I’ve loved him my whole life” kind of crushes. The kind that you torture yourself with for years. No. Chris had always been your buddy. Your pal. Kind of like a brother to you. Only that had changed in the last year. Honestly, you never thought of him more than a friend. Of course, you had always found him attractive, but you knew lots of guys that were attractive.

Your feelings had changed for him after a night of trivia. It amazed you that you were able to pinpoint so easily when your feelings for him changed.

It was game night at Chris’ place and the two of you partnered up and decided to call your team Whiskeypedia. {Your idea, but he took the credit.) Hugs seemed to last longer than normal that night. Shoulder bumping nudges were frequent, and high fives turned into handholding that made your tummy do flips throughout the evening. These new feelings made you extremely happy and terrified all at the same time. Often you felt yourself shake. Like your nerves, heart, and head could not take it.

Something had changed between the two of you in a few short hours, but you didn’t act on it. You couldn’t. This was Chris! And you, well, you were you.

You were a guy’s girl. Everyone’s buddy. Everyone’s wingman. It has always been that way, even before high school. Always a bridesmaid, but never a bride in a sense. You were too tall at nearly six feet and had curves. And not just in the chest or ass that guys often used to describe a curvy girl. No, you had legitimate curves. Even though you were confident in who you were, you found yourself shrinking down when meeting new people. Hunching your shoulders, and hugging yourself in an attempt to always make yourself smaller.

Men were always a bit intimidated of the tall woman. But with Chris, you were yourself. Never shy about getting in his face when he was being a shithead. Always the first one to have dance off with him when he was being goofy. You were just the real you around him.

The two of you had been friends for a decade and hadn’t gone more than a week without talking, until now. Now two weeks had gone by without a single word from him. You hadn’t picked up the phone either, so that was on you too.

He said some pretty harsh things. Called you too judgmental and selfish. Said you didn’t like when anyone else was happy. That one hurt the most. The words really made you re-evaluate your life and your friendships. You didn’t feel that way. You had been happy most of your adult life. Always celebrated your friends and family’s accomplishments.

He was wrong. The words did not make sense and they really hurt. Especially coming from Chris. From someone you felt knew you so well.

Amelia had come into your life two months ago. Chris had always been quick to fall in love or maybe lust, so when she was suddenly around your friend group all the time, you weren’t surprised. It was something you were used to. He dated a lot and that was just the way it was.

You treated her like you did any of your friend’s significant other’s. You were friendly and welcoming and if you didn’t hit it off, you remained polite.

So, it had been two weeks. Two weeks of trying to keep busy. Two weeks of visiting your parent’s place way more than normal. Thankfully, they weren’t questioning it. Two weeks of feeling pretty low and spending too much money on things that made you feel pretty. New shoes, new clothes, fresh seafood, organic veggies from that upscale grocery store. If anything, this was a life detox. And maybe you needed this break. After all, the crush you had on him for the better part of a year had not dimmed.

Another four days had passed without word from him. But in the midst of water boiling and bacon sautéing in a pan, you heard the doorbell ring. You clicked the Nest icon on your phone which pulled up the front door camera. It was Chris. Chris with his ballcap on backwards, dressed in a sweatshirt and joggers. Despite how good he looked in a backwards cap, he looked rough.

You clicked out of the app and decided to ignore the door. This did little to get rid of your unplanned guest as the doorbell rang again followed by a text message.

Chris: I know you’re home. When you’re out, you leave the outdoor lights on. Let me in.

You replied almost immediately.

You: I’m busy.

You: And frankly, you should have called before coming.

Chris: We don’t do that. You and I have an open-door policy. Don’t make me use my spare key.

“Fucker,” you muttered as you walked to your front door. You turned the lock and walked away, not bothering to open it for him.

The door opened softly and closed with a click. Back in your kitchen, you poured the pasta into the pot, and added a touch more salt to the water.

“Smells good,” he said, as he pulled out a bar stool from the island.

You hummed in response and pulled out two beers from the refrigerator. You placed both in front of him; the unspoken rule that he would uncap the bottle for you.

He tried again. “What are you making?”

“Bacon mac and cheese,” you replied softly before you took a long pull from your beer.

“Do I get to sample this delicacy?”

You shut the burner off where the bacon was cooking and moved the strips to a plate lined with a couple of paper towels, ignoring his question.

“You look like shit, Chris.”

“I feel like it. And thanks,” he said with a smirk.

You shrugged a shoulder and took another pull from your bottle. You busied yourself with wiping down the already cleaned counter and after a few minutes drained the pasta water. You added cream to the pot, salt, pepper, and a little flour. “Make yourself useful and chop up that bacon.” you nodded to the plate.

Chris didn’t object and got to work on his task. He sampled a couple of slivered slices of bacon, but you let it slide.

Once the pasta was finished with way too much cheese, he passed you the plate of chopped bacon and you mixed it in, sprinkling more on top of the completed dish. You grabbed two plates from the cupboard and dished up a large portion for each of you. Picking up your plate, you brought it to your dining table knowing Chris would follow behind you.

Once you both were seated and you had eaten a few bites, you looked him in the eyes for the first time that night. He really did look a little worse for the wear. Dark circles under his eyes with hair mussed after a bit of scratching after he pulled his hat off. “What are you doing here, Chris?”

He exhaled and set his fork on his plate. His hand trailed down his face stopping in his scruff. “I’m sorry,” he breathed out before taking a deep breath. “I’m here to apologize.”

“Apologize for what exactly?”

Were you being a bit of a snot? Maybe. But you were hurt and didn’t know where your friendship stood. He wasn’t getting off easy.

He took a breath and scratched at his scruff again. “For being an ass to you. For saying things I should have never said to you. Things that aren’t true. Really.” He nodded his head once and took another breath, keeping his eyes on yours. “I’m sorry. I’ve been miserable these last couple of weeks without you.”

You pushed your plate away and stood up, downing your beer as you walked back to the kitchen. You grabbed two more bottles and placed them in front of him to open. He did and passed one to you.

“I don’t know what to say. I’m miserable too but you really hurt me. Like this is soul crushing and I’m angry and I’ve never been angry at you. I’ve been mad at you before and you’ve ticked me off, but nothing like this.”

He smirked. The fucker smirked. “Just a time or two.”

“So, I don’t know what to do here, Chris. How do we move on or move forward?” you asked.

It was his turn to stand. He abandoned his beer and went to the living room making himself comfortable on your large sofa. You stood up leaving your beer for a moment before turning around to grab it and bring it with you. You took a seat on the opposite end of the sofa and turned your body to face him.

Chris took a ragged breath and sat forward in his seat. “I think I’ve fallen for you.” He turned to face you, scooting one seat closer, but leaving one cushion between you. He shook his head. “I have feelings for you. You’re my best friend and this scares the fuck out of me.”

Your stomach dropped and it felt like it ran to your bathroom where it was certainly emptying itself. God did you feel like you could puke. This isn’t real life. He has feelings for you? Since when? Why? How? You couldn’t get the words out but the tears sure chose to drop from your eyes at that exact moment.

“Say something. Anything. Please sweetheart.” He reached for your hand and you let him take it.

Sweetheart. Something you have heard him call the women he has dated, but never you. What was happening?

“I – I don’t know what to say.” You shook your head and blinked the tears away. “You have feelings for me?” Anger edged your voice. “Since when? What about Amelia?”

He scooted closer again, using both hands to hold yours now. You yanked yours away and it stunned him for a second.

“I think,” he began “I think I was seeking validation from you when I was asking what you thought about Amelia. I wanted you to tell me she was great and that we were good together.” He licked his lips and grabbed your hand again and you let him. “I think I’ve had feelings for you for quite some time. But we’ve never been that way. We’ve always been friends, so when things started to change for me…”

“When?” you interrupted. “When did your feelings start to change?”

“Whiskeypedia.”

You nodded your head. “Me too,” you whispered.

His eyes widen and he gripped your hand tighter. “I lashed out when you told me how you really felt about her. I knew you weren’t wrong, but I wanted something to work. At least one relationship to work. I screw things up, relationships, I mean. Always have. But I can’t do that with you. I can’t. You mean too much to me to fuck up what we have. But I cannot pretend I don’t want something more.”

“What do you want to do? I can’t stop being your friend, I don’t know how. But now that this is out here in the atmosphere, I don’t know how to go back to that.” You squeezed his hand and let your other hand land on his arm. “I’m scared, Chris.”

“I think we try. I think we go on being us but we see what more we can become,” he said. “It’s us. We can be smart sometimes. Mainly you, but I try.”

You gave him a smile and he used his thumb to wipe away the fresh tears from your face. “Okay... I agree. I guess I did make you dinner after all.”

Chris chuckled and then shook his head. “Why didn’t you tell me that feelings had changed for you?”

“Me?” you questioned. “Chris, come on. Look at you and then look at me.” You shook your head. At this rate you would have a major headache for the next several days. “Look at the girls you’ve dated. All gorgeous.”

You stood up and walked to the dinning room, grabbing both plates and then bringing them to the sink in the kitchen to rinse. Chris followed behind you, letting you place the plates in the sink before grabbing your arm and turning you around to face him.

“You are gorgeous. You are smart. You are hilarious. You are caring. You’re my best friend and you are everything.”

Suddenly he was so close to you that his breath kissed your face. The two of you lined up perfectly, eye to eye.

“I came here thinking I’d lose you. I’d tell you I wanted something more and you’d tell me I’m crazy and just your friend. That I would have to go on and pretend I’ve gotten over you and that I could just accept that,” he said. Chris moved a strand of hair behind your ear and held his hand in place while his other hand rested on your shoulder. “Can I kiss you? Please.”

The tears were back. You were scared to death. Scared he would change his mind and realize you were better off friends. Scared his feelings would change and you would lose your friend. Scared he would find someone that would fit the type of woman he normally dated. But you needed to try. You had to try for you and for him. A year of hiding your true feelings and the two of you dating people just to pass the time wasn’t doing either of you any favors.

“Yes,” you whispered.

Chris leaned in slowly. One armed wrapped around your waist bringing your body flush against his while the other held your neck. Both of your hands hugged his waist as you let him take control. It wasn’t rushed. It was in slow motion. His eyes crinkled and he smiled as your noses bumped. You closed your eyes just and your lips brushed against each other’s. Neither of you pulled back, you just held your lips together for what felt like a minute. He pulled back slightly before kissing you again. And again. You smiled against his lips and attempted to pull away but he chuckled and kissed you again. Both your hands traveled up his waist to his ribcage and then to his shoulders as the kiss intensified. One of your hands slipped into his hair and scratched lightly. He let out a little groan and you smiled against his lips again. Chris took this as an invitation to stroke his tongue into your mouth causing a moan of your own. He chuckled and kissed your lips softly before pulling away. His kissed your cheek and pulled the two of you into a hug.

“Maybe we should stop. I don’t wanna, but we probably should. You should probably let me take you out,” he said.

“I probably should, huh? Don’t want you thinking I’m that type of girl.”

“Sweetheart, you couldn’t convince me you aren’t the best type of girl even if you tried.”

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letsquestjess · 8 days

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! SPOILERS FOR TBB FINALE !

That was incredible. I’m still a little emotional about it, so I will try to keep my thoughts coherent.

“Clone Force 99 died with Tech.” FUCKING HELL, CROSSHAIR! In a sense, he was right. Without him, things were never quite the same, but geez, that hit me hard. The dialogue and delivery in this episode were exceptional, with so many memorable lines. They were not holding back.

The CX clones were truly impressive, a genuinely daunting presence during the fights, and it’s a shame they didn’t make more appearances in the series as they seemed to mirror the Batch. And speaking of that fight in the hangar, Crosshair’s hand being severed caught me completely off guard. I expected some really nasty injuries, but that… I looked like this emoji: 😱.

Echo being a badass as always.

I lost count of how many times I feared Wrecker wouldn’t make it.

SCORCH! No! I had a feeling deep down that he may be the final Delta, and his death hurt. Republic Commando won’t be the same.

Respect to Nala Se for her sacrifice. I still haven’t forgiven her for her part to play in what happened to Fives, but she was not giving up that research! She committed to going down with that ship and she took Rampart with her at the same time.

It was truly brilliant to hear the desperation in Hemlock’s voice after being so accustomed to his calm and collected manner. But he absolutely got what was coming to him and Crosshair leaning on Hunter to make that shot was just *chef kiss*. The way Omega ran to her brothers on that bridge and threw her arms around Crosshair. You guessed it. Tears. Everywhere.

By the end, I was sobbing, like full on ugly crying. I had a sneaking suspicion they were going to end it on Omega when she was older to close out the Batch’s story, but I still wasn’t prepared for that conversation she had with Hunter.

I hate to dampen the mood after such a great episode, but the CX-2 part left me feeling a bit disappointed. Although I was hoping it might be Tech (my hope faded as the season drew to a close), I also wondered whether he could be Cody or another recognisable clone that the audience would easily identify. They hyped him up for a big reveal and then… nothing. After all the speculation, I was so excited to find out who he was, but it seems he was just an unknown clone.

Overall, this season has been an incredible experience, and saying goodbye to Clone Force 99 and this amazing series will be difficult, but it has been one hell of a ride with you all 🫡❤️🖤

#tbb #the bad batch #tbb spoilers #the bad batch spoilers #tbb season 3 spoilers #the bad batch season 3 spoilers #bad batch spoilers #bad batch season 3 spoilers #tbb thoughts

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x-liv25-jamieswife · 22 days

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i'm going to be fr, in the first few chapters (when i first read the books) i didn't really like grayson. he just seemed like a stuck up ass who thought he was better than everyone else like "for now, it's best if you just assume i know everything" like ok buddy.

same thing sort of goes for jamie i didn't like that he kept treating avery like she was nothing of importance, but then he'd make up for it by saying smth flirty or smth which made me love him again.. (flirty men are my type)

i liked xander and nash immediately though and never stopped.

avery has always slayed. i don't trust people who don't like her. she is so underrated in her own series and she literally solos all of the brothers. she's a girl boss, how can you not stan her. how can she not be your fav character.

max is such a great friend. she acts all carefree and all, but she really cares. she's always been there for avery. my only complaint is her swearing, but even that isn't really a problem.

rebecca's a little complicated i sympathize with her and have forgiven her for all of her wrongdoings (not telling avery drake was gonna try to kill her) because she's just one of emily’s victims (and imo the most hurt and affected. this isn’t even an opinion it’s just facts).

alisa is a girl boss. she fucking slays. everything about her is just >>>.

i don't really like thea. she may have done some good things, but whenever i think about her, i think about how petty she was in the first book and how she took it out on avery. i do love how much she loves rebecca though. i hate her for letting avery get kidnapped, like, miss girl, what happened to being a girls girl.

oren>> (that's all i have to say and i shouldn't have to say more)

zara is my little underrated pookie. i kinda relate to her honestly.

skye can go f herself

MIND YOU I LOVE JAMIE AND GRAY (ESPECIALLY JAMIE HE'S MY POOKIE). MY FIRST IMPRESSION OF GRAY WAS JUST A LITTLE IFFY AND JAMIE WAS SOMETIMES A LITTLE QUESTIONABLE BUT THEY'RE MY POOKIES AND I LOVE THEM AND I'D DIE FOR THEM (I'D LET JAMIE DO WHATEVER HE WANTS TO ME, AVERY CAN JOIN TOO)

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katherines-imagines · 1 year

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HEARTLESS PT 2?? PLSS

Heartless Part 2

pairings: Ao’nung x reader warnings: cussing and crap writing

He tried bringing her shells, catching her hefty fish, walking with her, apologizing, and yet the girl was stubborn.

She refused accepting his shells, didn’t take the fish, walked away from him, ignored his profuse apologizes.

The girl was trying to send a clear message to Ao’nung, everyone could see what it was.

Stay away from me.

After multiple disheartening attempts, Ao’nung continued his pathetic pleading.

As he tried yet again to plead to the girl, whom she refused to even look in his direction, from afar, two boys were watching the scene.

“Damn, she still hasn’t forgiven the idiot,” Lo’ak asked his older brother.

“No,” Neteyam answered with a slight shake of his head, a frown present.

“And she has every right not to,” Neteyam stated.

If she didn’t want to talk to the idiot who had left Lo’ak at sea, she didn’t have to, and Neteyam would stand by her choice no matter what.

“C’mon bro, he already apologized, and it’s just getting sad now,” Lo’ak said, manically waving his hand in the pairs direction.

“It’s getting so annoying.”

Neteyam sighed but nodded in agreement.

“You are right, it is very pathetic, but Y/n knows what is best for her, and I will not interfere.”

Lo’ak groaned at his brother’s stubbornness, annoyed at the way Neteyam was acting.

“Bro, clearly Y/n loves the idiot, and at this rate, things will never get better between them. As annoying as Ao’nung is, for some reason, she cares about him. And she’s only so upset because she loves us. We have to do something, cause it’s our fault.”

With a humourous gleam in his eye, Neteyam said, “You mean your fault? Your the one who followed him.”

Rolling his eyes, Lo’ak mumbled, “besides the point.”

“Just- Will you help me,” Lo’ak asked.

Thinking thoughtfully, Neteyam looked at the teenagers in front of him.

Ao’nung was on the brink of crying, keeping a safe distance, but hands reaching out to touch her.

Y/n, looking off, trying to seem distant, but her eyes showed hurt, wanting to forgive, but the loyalty to family overcoming the want.

Sighing, Neteyam finally faced Lo’ak and nodded.

“I’m in.”

As their sister left the chief’s son standing in his regret, the boys walked towards him.

Clasping his shoulders, Lo’ak shook them.

“Bro, you really fucked up,” Lo’ak said playfully.

Ao’nung shrugged the boys hands off harshly, and shot the boy a glare.

Raising his hands in defense, the boy took a slight step back.

“No need to be hostile cuz, I’m trying to help you.”

Failing to comprehend, the future chief spluttered.

“W-wait, what?”

“He said we’re here to help your skxawng ass,” Neteyam finally spoke up.

Looking at the siblings in confusion, Ao’nung questioned as to why they were helping him.

“It’s because we love our sister, and we know she loves you-“

“Though we have no decent clue as to why,” Lo’ak interrupted.

Quickly scolding Lo’ak, Neteyam continued.

“So we’re going to get our sister to forgive you,” he finished.

Ao’nung profusely thanked the pair before Lo’ak interrupted him.

“Just don’t fuck this up cuz, ok?”

“Yeah, I won’t,” Ao’nung responded, pulling his hand into a fist.

I will never make her cry again.

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A/N: Hey guys, im back! I’m afraid I won’t be able to post everyday again, but I’ll try to. Thank you anon for reminding me to do this! I’ll try to work on Part 3 of Heartbreak and Part 8 of “Don’t be a skxawng, just ask her.”

Thanks for the love and support as always <3

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marshmallowprotection · 5 months

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In the normal ending of Ray's After Ending, when you ask Saeran where Saeyoung is, he responds that Seven is visiting Rika, which seems strange to me because we already know the resentment that Saeyoung has towards everyone who harmed his brother even though Saeran has forgiven them. I don't understand why he visited her, do you have any theories?

Saeyoung will never forgive Rika, V, or Saejoong Choi. That is a given and it will always be a fact. However, as Anon has said the Alternative Ending for Saeran's After Ending, we are shown this prompt that lets us ask for Saeyoung is for the day, implying he's not at the house we all share as a family. Saeran gives a single sentence response, "I think he went to visit Rika."

This is six months after the confrontation with Saejoong Choi.

It took three months to wipe the agency off the map, and while it is mentioned Rika and Saejoong's trials are either in process or done with by the six month mark, we know that Jihyun's trial has not yet been held. Jumin mentions that Jihyun will likely be set free after his trial, which leads me to assume he's been in holding this entire time. Regardless, if Saeyoung went to visit Rika, she's sitting in a meeting room at the prison.

I believe the only possible reason why he wanted to visit her was to speak his mind. He's not there for closure, because he is always going to be angry about what happened, and he's never going to forgive her, but for him to be able to move forward in any capacity, he needs to speak his mind.

Rika is willing to take everything Saeyoung has to give, just as she did in V’s After Ending, if not more so in this timeline. So, I think he went to visit Rika to do that. He's not there to talk TO her, he's there to talk AT her, if that makes sense. He wants answers, sure, but he wants to say what he feels, too.

He is going to speak his mind and she's going to listen. He might let her talk, and she may get to speak about her actions and her choices up until she was caught, but he will gain nothing from it other than what he already knows. “I never should’ve trusted you back then, I should've run away and took my chances on trying to get out of that house myself. My brother is a better person than I’ll ever be because I won’t forgive you. I hope you rot.”

I feel like he would be able to go through something cathartic by being able to do that, but that's not the only reason why I think he would need to confront Rika.

Nobody in the RAE tells Saeyoung that Rika was the one who struck down Mother Choi in self-defense. His birth mother is dead, and he doesn't even get to tell her what he thinks of her like he could with his damn father. He gets no choice in how to process Mother Choi's life being lost for good. Saeyoung doesn't love his mother, he hates her with every fiber in his being, but he was denied the chance to say it to her face.

He's going to have a long talk with Rika about his mother... and it's gonna be messy. Saeyoung saw Rika and V as his adopted parents, and that hurt... God. If it was covered in the game in this route, I'd be sobbing right now. I don't think I could handle it. I don't even know if I can imagine how that talk would go!

(I personally believe Saejoong let Saeyoung be the one to take him down because that was the only fucking good he could offer his son, and Saeran likely suggested that. "If you want to do something right for once in your life, let my brother have some peace in knowing he took you down because you are the reason why my big brother can't sleep at night. He lives in terror. If you have enough sense to visit me before you turn yourself in, you have enough sense to let Saeyoung have what he deserves.")

So, yeah, visiting Rika isn't about making peace, it's about getting answers about the lies and talking about Mother Choi. Hell, he might visit Jihyun for a similar reason, I don't know for sure. But, what I do know is that Saeyoung Choi is going through it and I love that man so much, like a brother, and it's hard to watch him hurt.

#mod kait #ask #mystic messenger #anon #mysme #mysticmessenger #saeran choi #mm #choi saeran #saeyoung choi #choi saeyoung #saeran after ending #character analysis

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dollyyyhouse · 2 years

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If you’re comfortable doing this ~ could you make a fic where MC makes it clear that they may have accepted Belphie they haven’t forgotten?

Like family meal after the incident, Belphie is all bitchy that things are awkward between him and brothers saying MC has forgiven him and MC says that while they tolerate him they do not like him.

I need someone to acknowledge MCs pain, especially for MC to acknowledge it.

I think about this so much, like they literally glossed over the fact Belphie killed MC and it makes me so mad 😭 I hope you'll like this! ^^

Edit : I just posted part 2 of this <3

Spoilers for Lesson 16!!!!!

You never once thought you'd end up with a fate like this, fate truely is cruel. Thinking a painful death would never happen to you, you failed to see the fact that it didn't matter who you were or what you did with your life; fate will always have it's way with you one way or another. So when the incident occurred, all you could seem to ask yourself was, "Why?"

Even though it's been almost two weeks since the incident, it still felt as if it was only yesterday. Painfully vivid, you remembered exactly how the Avatar of Sloth murdered you in cold blood, the way his tail crushed your throat; forcing you to choke to death on your own blood and his sadistic laughter. A diabolical act done as a form of revenge even though you had genuinely done nothing wrong. While you understood his pain, he directed it as someone who never even hurt him. You forgave him but you didn't forget, you will never forget what he did to you that day. It has haunted you since the moment it took place and you believe it'll terrorize you until the day you die.

So now, here you are at the dinner table with all of the brothers. Everyone decided that it was a good time for the family to finally have the first dinner together where everyone was present, this meant is was your first dinner with Belphie since the incident. You were understandably nervous, hoping that it wouldn't be as awkward as you we're expecting it to be.

Everything was quiet once all the food was set out, even Beel's chewing seemed quieter than usual. Lucifer cleared his throat, "I hope everyone enjoys the food.." Even after what Lucifer's words not a single human or demon spoke, the tension was very visibly chewing away at all of you. "Oh come on... somebody just say something." The silence was once again broken, much to your surprise Belphie was the one who did it. He looked pissed off, he understood why the tension was present; because of what he had done to you not too long ago. "Uhh well, I was thinking of going to Majolish tomorrow, I need some new clothes because my old ones are starting to get a bit worn out." In an attempt to start a conversation you told the brothers about your plans, which had worked for the most part. When almost all of the brothers began to speak, one was still left out, not saying a word. "MC, you should've told me! That way we can go together!" Asmo happily volunteered himself to be your shopping mate which then caused Mammon and him begin to argue about who should go with you.

You smiled to yourself, enjoying the fact the brother's arguing reminded you of two little kids fighting over something miniscule. Something in the corner of your eye caught your attention, next to Beel was his twin who had an irritated expression on his face. You didn't know if you wanted to point it out, afraid that maybe if you do it might just irritate him even more. You began to fidget with your fingers, you truly did want to get on his good side and become friends with him! But after how he brutally murdered you and only accepted you after it was revealed that you were Lillith's descendant if made you feel as if he still hated you but only tolerated you because you were related to Lillith. "Oi, Belphie, MC! The two of you look so down, what's up?" Mammon pointed out your guy's gloomy expressions, when you heard your name your head shot up and without noticing you casted a glance to Belphegor.

While maybe you didn't seem to notice, everyone else in the room did. "Mmm, don't worry about me! I'm alright, I'm just getting a bit-", "Sad?" The dark blue haired demon cut you off, you looked over to Belphie who looked even more pissed off now. "No, no! Just.. tired, that's all." Your eyes returned back to your food, the room had once again gone silent but only for a brief while, "You heard it from them, they're fine so stop thinking they're upset is because of me. MC and I are friends now, they're okay with everything." Those words felt like a stab to the heart, you had never once told him any of those things and now he was putting words in your mouth.

You let out a quiet sigh, "Uhh.. Belphie, I never said that." With a frown on your face you looked your murderer right in the eyes and for once in awhile finally spoke your mind. "I really don't mean this in a bad way, it's just well, that day you really hurt me both mentally and physically. I still have nightmares about what you did, it's like I can't escape it.", once again the tension was back; this time even worse than before. Belphie scowled, "I thought you forgave me, I apologized." The others in the room stopped everything they were doing to listen in on the conversation, they gave it their full attention in fear that maybe Belphegor would attack you again. "Do you think it's easy to go through something like that?! The only reason you guy's accepted me was because I'm Lillith's descendant, I feel like you only treat me well is because you see me as her!" Due to your heavy frustration you unintentionally yelled, in the moment you were so overwhelmed that you didn't pay attention to it. A few of the brothers assured you that they didn't see you as Lillith, but instead your own person but that didn't ease your pain. "It hurt so much! I couldn't even scream for help, I only wanted to help you and you killed me! I saw my own dead body and almost none of you seemed to care!" Tears rolled down your cheeks, you knew you had the right to upset but it felt as if the brother's didn't think the same. "MC..", Beel looked at you with pity and guilt in his eyes, and so did the rest of the brother's. "We're sorry for not being better to you, we truly did treat you horribly." , you cut off Satan, "Shut up, I don't want your apologies! I just want to see genuine change, I want you guys to treat me kindly!" You sat up from your seat, you were conflicted if you wanted to walk away or continue with the conversation. "I've been treating you well ever since then!" Belphie began to argue back a bit more, his tone of voice changed and he too stood up from his seat. "Yeah because you found out I was Lillith's descendant! You strangled me, crushed my throat, and left me to choke to death on my own blood! I haven't healed from what you did to me, you asshole!"

"MC and Belphie, please calm down!" Lucifer attempted to de-escalate the situation but the two of you only shot him annoyed looks. "I'M mad too! I lost my sister—", "I didn't kill your god damn sister! Don't take your anger out on me, I wasn't even alive when she died!" He looked stunned, he knew it was true and also knew it was pointless to counter what you said. Beel grabbed onto Belphie's sleeve, saying his twin's name and trying to sit Belphegor back down. "All of you are vile! You guys have threatened me, attempted to kill me and even killed me! Don't just ignore what you guy's have done!" With your sleeve you wiped off the snot that was running from your nose, you felt like you were a little kid who had just lost something beloved, and in return wept and wept until you were a tear, snot, and drooling mess. Deep down you knew that the "beloved" you had lost was your trust and humanity. You had practically been revived, while you were still human you no longer felt like one. All of your trust in the brother's was gone, they skipped over the issue and acted like nothing happened.

"MC! I demand you head to your room right away, we'll discuss this tomorrow." In all honesty, you were tired. Tired of arguing and crying, you knew it was time to just give it a break and rest. Maybe once everything was solved you might feel a bit more at home in Devildom, you truly hoped that would be the case.

#asmo obey me #lucifer obey me #mammon obey me #obey me angst #obey me belphie #obey me otome #satan obey me #obey me #obey me fanfic #angst with no happy ending #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me x you #obey me anime #obey me lesson 16 spoilers #obey me lesson 16 #angst prompt #obey me fanfiction

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anintrovertedechoe · 1 year

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ichor.

belphegor x gn reader

angst

“I don’t trust you anymore, Belphegor.” Weak and broken. Resigned. A voice too tired to pretend. A voice too small to be pretend.

You are so, so tired. Belphie can see it in your eyes (the bags underneath speak—no, scream volumes. Agony and anguish weigh down on your shoulders like the weight of Lilith’s limp body on his all those millennia ago. He wishes he could save you, but how can he dare when he was the one to have put you in this position?) and there is grief violently ripping and tearing into his heart hearing you so drained and defeated. The spark known as you has diminished and extinguished and Sloth knows he has no one to blame but himself.

“I’m sorry.” You add. An afterthought. A sick sense of amusement finds its way into him, presenting itself in the metallic tang on his tongue and the taste of bile in his throat. How ironic, that you are the one to apologize, after everything he has put you through.

How ironic, that after everything he put you through, his anger at you outweighs his shame.

“Are you serious? It’s been months since I…since that happened. I thought we moved past that, or are you still that hung up on the past?” He spits his words out with a nonchalant yet scathing venom, the shame in him burning but still not as hot as the angered entitlement he feels. He…did that, sure. But have his brothers not threatened and attempted the same? Yet because of his success he is punished. (He refuses to acknowledge the difference between failure and success in this case. He doesn’t think he can bear it if he does.) Did his immediate regret mean nothing to you? Has he not done enough? He wants the normalcy you have with the rest of his brothers. He wants what you had with him, before he was freed from the attic. The thought that he may never get that refuels his annoyance and suddenly any regret he feels over his confrontation is burnt to a crisp in the flames of distress.

“I never thought you would be that petty, Bug.” A term of endearment weaponized against you and you cannot understand why you ever thought you could learn to love him.

(The youngest has always gotten his way, you belatedly realize. He will never apologize, not when his sins have always been forgiven without a second thought. The sentiment is bitter in your throat.)

You are silent for a moment, unsure what to say, and for a moment Belphegor thinks you may finally understand. He thinks you might have started to see it his way.

But then you laugh. You laugh and it is jagged, and sharp, and vile. It is broken and crackly and filled with all the things you could never say to his face. Mockery and resentment cloud the room and the worst part is you can’t tell who it’s coming from. Sloth’s brattiness has always been his trademark, and yet you begin to realize it’s one of the many things you cannot stand about him.

“I’m sorry, is being upset over you killing me that unreasonable?” (He flinches, and a sick sense of satisfaction fills you.) You are raw and hurting and regret clouds the both of you. Him for his audacity and you for ever thinking of forgiving the man standing before you. “I apologize, my lord, but usually, for mere fucking humans like me, we only die once.” Your smile is sharp and predatory, and for once, Belphie feels like he is the prey.

“Being brought back to life doesn’t change the fact that I died because of you, Sloth. I still remember you killing me. I still remember seeing my dead body. (Your voice cracks and so does his heart.) Sort of a mindfuck if you can try and understand.” (He knows you doubt him and his empathy from your tone alone and that stings in a place he didn’t think he could be hurt in anymore.) You are hot and flaming and burning to a crisp and like a moth to a flame, Sloth keeps flying to his doom.

“You aren’t a regular human though, are you? After all, you came back. It’s annoying to see you so quick to blame me when my brothers have basically done the same.” His voice is calm, but his head is anything but. Voices in his mind scream for him to go further; to bite and tear until there is nothing left of you, yet his heart and soul plead and beg for him to get on his knees and pray for forgiveness. But when has anything good been done when he listened to himself? The last time he did (“let her love, Belphegor.”) he made the biggest mistake of his life. (The arrow pierces from her chest out through her wings and he realizes with horror that he was the one chosen to be saved instead. He was the one who had caused Lilith to bleed gold until ichor turned to inky tar and Lucifer had given up his freedom to give her another life away from them all.) And Belphie realizes he is scared because he can’t lose another one. He can’t lose another member of his family. He can’t lose you.

But Belphegor’s always been one to speak first and think later and his words cut deep when he says, “Then again, if it weren’t for Lilith, you wouldn’t even be here, would you? So do you really belong here, or are you just a placeholder for someone you can’t even begin to replace?”

There is silence, and then there is a stare, and Belphie feels like he’s losing Lilith all over again with the way life leaves your eyes.

“I think you should go, Belphie.” Your voice is dull and empty and Belphie wishes that he never spoke. He wishes you were still looking at him with hatred and resentment because he feels like he’s killed you again and his breath is picking up and oh, Father, what did he do?

“Bug, I-“

“Leave, Belphegor.” You stare at the wall behind him as your pact activates. When he shuts the door behind him you slowly stumble over to your bed and sit down.

Sloth always knew how to break you in the worst of ways, and from opposite sides of a wall, you both break down from the knowledge of it.

long time no write 🥴

yeah so i lied i didn’t do any of the Drabble requests because i am but a lowly court jester too stupid to retain the ideas of others. i write simply on whims and hope that people do not hate the words I put down as much as I do.

comments and feedback are appreciated i hope ygs know anytime you wrote any sort of ‘review’ I screenshot it and put it in my special album

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anewkindofme · 2 months

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Hello, is your fellow gremlin coming with brain rots!

When I first heard Damon’s line

"Because you're my brother, and I love you. And there's nothing you could ever do to change that."

I instantly thought of Sam’s line at the end of season two

“You're my big brother. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.”

And it makes me want to cry- They’re both brothers who have unconditionally love for their siblings no matter how strain their relationship gets (vice versa with all four them) and the similarities with the lines absolutely breaks me- I want to lock the four of them in a room and never let them go.

I’ve always thought that is the Salvatore’s weren’t vampires or the Winchester’s hunters, they’d get along great- I can imagine Damon and Dean gushing about their little brothers, sharing a drink while Sam and Stefan are embarrassed in a corner talking about their favorite books or sharing random facts.

Anyway- just random thoughts- I should be paying attention to class but scrolling through tumblr is more fun- have a good day my friend

Ahhh!! Thank you for sharing this!

I agree, these two families parallel so much! Hayley says this about the Mikaelson brothers but I think it applies to the Winchester and Salvatores too: “They hurt each other more than anyone else in the entire world but they are vicious when it comes to protecting each other.” No matter what happens, they’ll always come back to one another and be there.

I know that Damon scene is controversial because people feel he should be the one to apologize and I do agree he has a lot to apologize for, but I also think Stefan needed to hear that. Not just that he was forgiven but that Damon still loved him after what he did. Damon had never really said that before, after everything went down. Stefan needed to hear that Damon will never stop loving him, no matter how far he sinks off the deep end. Because that’s what being a big brother is: loving your baby brother unconditionally.

I would’ve loved to see them connect and bond! Damon and Dean would get up to so much trouble while simultaneously embarrassing their baby brothers haha. Like just Dean calling Sam “Sammy” and Damon calling Stefan “Stef”. Both teasing them for being pretty boys and baby nerds. I could even see everyone calling Stefan “the baby” because he may be technically older than Sam & Dean, he’s still stuck as a teenager.

It’d be so cute!!

#defan #deansam #dean winchester #sam winchester #stefan salvatore #damon salvatore #spn #supernatural #tvdu #tvd #the vampire diaries #thefandomchaos #asked and answered

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stonegoldsxcrxt · 8 months

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ppl argue that Vader is “redeemed”— I guess I can see where they’re coming from, but really I think Vader is forgiven by Luke, and the narrative is kind enough to forgive him too. This is helped, of course, by the prequel storylines and our extensive understanding of Anakin’s character, which is that rarely was Anakin presented with very many choices, and he often chose wrong when he was, sometimes out of anger but mostly out of a very intense love and desire to protect those around him that he cared about. They don’t say that “the road to hell is paved with good intentions” for nothing, after all. Luke seems to understand his father at one point thought he was doing what was right, and has the kindness to forgive him, but not absolve him of all crime. The original trilogy, being largely about Luke and generally following Luke’s feelings, offers Vader a lenient sentence for a lifetime of crime. For example, you might expect that if Han was the ‘main character’ you’d be presented with an entirely different point of view. Even Leia at the end of rotj— knowing full well her father is Anakin/Vader and her brother is hosting his funeral pyre— doesn’t seem to care, laughing and enjoying the Ewok party, and she doesn’t have to care. We aren’t mad at Leia for presumably not feeling the same way about her father that Luke does. Thus my argument is that Vader is forgiven by Luke after a selfless act which saves the latter’s life, not washed of all sin and guilt from the narrative. Anakin and Vader are the same person, condemned to death to deal with the sum of his choices, but forgiven by a son who loves him, who he died for.

This is where the sequels fail to convince me I should offer the same treatment to Kylo Ren. In a film trilogy that largely ends up being about him (much to my and many others chagrin), I rarely find myself understanding why he repeated chooses evil. Perhaps in tfa the lines from Leia about snoke whispering to him as a child were meant to imply he’s been being corrupted since birth, but in theory when snoke is killed in tlj, shouldn’t Kylo’s behavior also become altered? As in, he should be able to think more clearly about his decisions? There’s wobbly logic throughout— in tfa Leia says it’s snoke, in tfa Kylo claims his choices are largely motivated by the fact he worships his grandfather, then in tlj the narrative tries to push us to sympathize with him by telling us Luke tried to kill him (at 23, btw— common misconception that the incident happened in his childhood, which it did not).

Arguably, if I were to be led to believe snoke corrupted “Ben”, then the events of tlj— wherein Kylo kills snoke yet remains Kylo instead of reverting to Ben— suggest Kylo actively is choosing evil of his own volition. If I were to believe Kylo is acting out because he idolizes his grandfather, Vader, then Kylo is actively seeking to chose evil of his own volition. If I were to believe Luke attempting to kill “Ben” caused Kylo’s fall, I would still believe Kylo is choosing evil simply to choose evil, seeing as how an attempt on your life is scarring, but not grounds to murder others. Where Anakin’s misguided actions were motivated by fear of those he loves being hurt, Kylo… kind of just seems like he wants to be bad. All of this would be fine, compelling even, as a villain, but outside of tfa, the narrative absolutely refuses to let Kylo be what he wants to be— a villain!

For some reason, starting in tlj, the audience is repeatedly expected to excuse Kylo’s behavior. Sympathizing with an antagonist isn’t always bad, per say, but it generally comes with some sort of buy-in as to why we should care. Absent that, it kind of just seems like the narrative is bending over backwards to forgive a guy who doesn’t really seem to want forgiveness. Mutilating Rey’s character in particular to have her insist there’s good in him when he never hesitates to stalk, physically or emotionally torture, or gaslight her any chance he gets becomes baffling. Unlike Luke with Vader, she really has no reason to care this much about Kylo, or even believed Kylo IS CAPABLE of earning her forgiveness— so the narrative starts spewing more ridiculous premise to try and force a reason for her to forgive him, when he’s done nothing to indicate he WANTS to be forgiven. Though subtle, even Vader visibly has hesitation when confronting Luke— he deals him serious blows, but no where near what we know is the extent of his power. Kylo doesn’t hold back from hurting Rey any chance he gets.

Also bizarrely in comparison to Vader, Kylo is weirdly absolved of his responsibility regarding the devastation the first order has caused and allowed to revert back to “Ben” before actually facing any consequences in terms of story. It comes down to this: he is stabbed, hallucinates his father (who canonically CANNOT be a force ghost— Han in tros is NOT a force ghost, supported by both his lack of glowing blue appearance and the fact that Han doesn’t have the force), hallucinates his father forgiving him and thus forgiving himself via Han’s imagined proxy, then is suddenly Ben again. He has made no choice up to this point which allows us as an audience to understand why he deserves forgiveness from others— just an abrupt 180 in character. It comes off clunky and gauche because it is; Kylo, after a lifetime of choosing evil willingly, using his autonomy to hurt others and gain power for himself, suddenly thinks better of it for no reason. We as the audience are suddenly also expected to do a very quick 180– see! He’s good now! It is no where near as natural as seeing Luke’s journey with Vader because there is no realistic way to interpret the scene; we are forced as the audience to accept this random new “Ben” character as if he’s a different person— an affliction I might also add that doesn’t befall Anakin until he dies, meaning we see a broken Anakin still scarred and wheezing in the Vader suit— again, lasting, permanent effects of his behavior. Where as Kylo is just suddenly “Ben”— new wardrobe, no facial scarring. As if woken from some sort of trance that narratively speaking, if you wanted me to be more compelled, he should have woken from a whole film ago. It’s as if nothing he did as Kylo mattered at all, which is nigh impossible to accept when it involves literal genocide. It’s implied at the end of tlj that he Made. His. Choice. by not only remaining with the first order after snoke is slain but becoming the supreme leader!

In fact it’s the entire opposite of Vader— Vader rises up against his master and chooses to save his son. Kylo rises up against his master and chooses to clench power for himself.

I could only dream of a world where tros was brave enough to allow Kylo what he wants— to be truly corrupted and evil. I could only dream of a world where the sequels explored the impact and importance of that choice, and how to confront an evil that is no longer forgivable

#star wars #star wars sequel trilogy #tlj critical #tros critical #in case

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A Spider-woman named Billie! 5

(Part 4)

The group kept heading to the cafeteria, while they talk. Gabriella holds her dad's hand, "Papá, I want a chicken nuggets with french fries and strawberry milkshake!"

"Okay, mija."

"Oh me too!" Mayday said to her dad, "But with two cookies."

"Daddy, you pw-omise us cookies." Mariana 2020 being carried by Hobie 138b as she pouts at her daddy.

"I know, mi amor. I never break a promise." Miles 2020 said, "But you have to eat your lunch first then have your cookies. I don't want to see you three eating cookies first."

"Who's to say what needs to be first? Why not we eat the cookies then eat lunch. All of these ideas come from the system trying to control us." Hobie 138c said holding Aaron in his arms.

"Because children... our children need a balance diet. If they start off eating sugar, they will have horrible tummy aches. Aaron is delicate like that." Miles 2020 added, "You don't want to hurt my babies, do you?" He gave the cutest puppy eyes and pout.

The Hobies fell for it, so hard. "We apologize, luv!" They hover around Miles 2020 like hungry love struck teenagers.

"Your forgiven, papas!" Miles 2020 wink at them with a smirk on his face, he knows he got all the Hobies wrapped around his finger.

All the other Miles watched their Hobies turned pink which made them giggles. Miles 43 said, "Wow, ya'll so quick to leave us, huh?"

"For real." Mimi 1015 teased, "I guess, I should look for a new man then, right Miles?" She nudges Miles 1610's elbow with a wink.

"Yeah, maybe I should go find another-" Hobie 138b met his face with his hand squishing his Miles' cheeks "Darling, don't you dare finish that sentence." His eyes gazing into his Sunflower's eyes.

"Yeah, papá is a ha-wd wo-wking man!" Mariana 2020 waves her arms around.

"Okay!" Miles 1610 saw the other Hobies already talking to their own Miles/Mimi. They are all jealous at the end of the day.

"Love you." Hobies 138b happily leans over to kiss his boyfriend's lips.

Miles 1610 puff his cheek when he pulled his face away from his boyfriend's hand after the kiss. "Hmph, you can't take a joke?"

"Sunflower, not when you mention other blokes." He commented.

Billie 1610 runs over to hug her big brother's leg, "Miles, I'm hungry!"

"Oh, we're almost there to the cafeteria, boo-boo. I promise, we'll get your favorite." He picks her up, "You want some pizza?"

"Mmm yum! Perro yo quiero empanadas de pollo!" She said in Spanish.

"Ohh that sounds good too!" Gabriella overhears empanadas, "Chicken is the best one!"

"I could eat an empanada." Gabriel and both Miguels said to themselves.

"Wow, I guess we all have a specific favorite." Petie said, "I know I love a good New York Pepperoni pizza."

"Ugh, yes! A whole pie with a cold soda." Peter 616 gawks at the thought.

"Chinese food!" Gwen and Pavtri chimes in. "We some delicious egg rolls!"

"Please, no more food talks. I'm so hungry." Mariana's stomach growling.

"Yeah, I'm starving!" Mayday said to her dad.

"We're almost there." Jess said. "The adults will make the orders and you guys can watch the kids. I know there's going to be a lot of food to order."

"Oh, I wonder if our other friends are eating lunch, too." Pavtri asked going into his Smartphone to text the Spider band. "Sun Spider did say she's there with Ben and they were arguing about this episode from the Walking Dead."

"Oh yeah, I heard Peni, Margo and Noir are there too! They finished a mission together." Gwen pointed out.

"Oh, I wonder if Lupe is there! Billie, you should try to ask her to be your mentor." Mariana happily said to Billie.

"Really? You think she's good for me?" Billie 1613 asked.

"Huh uh, she always willing to teach new comers all sort of skills."

Gwen points out at Billie 1610 and Gabriel 660, "But that means you guys won't hang out much as before. Lupe always make sure your on top your skills."

"Wait, I won't see her no more! Do you even need a mentor?" Gabriel asked Billie.

"I dunno... maybe. I would like some guidance. Sometimes I wonder if my powers still need to be focused on." She look at her hands having electricity coming around, "I need to get better."

Gabriel pouts under his mask, "Well, who's Lupe? I'll see if she qualified to be your mentor!"

Miguel 970 said, "She's pretty good."

"Yes, I think one time your dad and her went at it one time, too. She doesn't like sarcastic attitudes, it was pretty funny. I never seen your dad shut his mouth so quick when she lashed out of him." Mariana 1022 giggles.

"Ohhh, I remember that." Jess chuckles at the memory. "So that was your father, Gabriel?"

"He had on this white silver and red suit on, so he can stand out from the other Miguels." Mariana added.

"Yeah, that was him. I'm sure he's on a mission with someone..." Gabriel said, then saw Billie 1613 looking at him.

"You know, I always find time for us to hang out, Gabe. I promise I will find ways to be with you."

"Awe, and me, too?" Mariana buds in, she can tell Gabriel is giving her a slight glare. He didn't want to share their time with another person. "Just kidding! I guess it will be me and Miguel 970, right?"

"Yeah! I don't mind." He looks happy to be Mariana's partner on missions.

"That reminds me... Miles," Petie rub his chin with a curious question at Miles 2020, "Where is your husband?"

"Oh he's probably on a mission. I know, he got my text." Miles 2020 hums, "Probably with Alpha-" All of sudden a very angry tall well fit Spider-man came shouting and growl out loud, "I can't believe that idiot! If I have to look at that nitwit, I swear I'm going to fucking kill him!" He sends out a raging pheromones that stink up the hallway that only Petie and Miles 2020 smelled.

The children with second gender noticed it too. They were quite afraid of the power raging Alpha, it gave them shudders.

"Daddy," May runs to her dad for comforts.

The triplets snuggles against the Hobies needing safety. "I got you, honey. Looks like Alpha got into a group to his dislike." Petie picks up his daughter to send out his own calming scent.

Alpha saw the massive group and scowls, "What? Never seen an Alpha so damn pissed off."

"Calm down, Alpha. There's kids here." Jess said.

Miguel 928 sighs, "What happened on the mission?"

Miles 2020 and Petie went over to Alpha already knowing his frustrating, his foul distasteful scent spreading around them. Sometimes it'll make a Beta or Omega feel sick, and worse it can upset another Alpha Spider-hero. "There. There. Alpha!" The two uses their strongest calm pheromones on his.

Miles 2020's scent seems to be more powerful considering he produces way more because of his pups. The triplets were able to calm down at their daddy's scent. Alpha sharply inhales and exhales with his arms crossed as he each side he had an Omega sending him sweet calming scents. "That idiot Deadpool! He spend most of his time trying to grope me then on the mission. I fell into a purple blob! It was ridiculous!" His sharp golden eyes glares with his canines showing from his growling.

Miles 2020 said, "Alpha, relax. You're sending out too much of your scent."

"Who cares! I'll murder anyone. Your mate spend more time trying to steal than the mission!"

"He was with you?" Miles 2020 asked. "I thought he went on his own."

"He joined with me, Peter 616b and that ridiculous assassin!" Alpha growls almost sounding like small beastly roars, "We did not follow any plans at all."

"No plans? Ugh, let me guest... Deadpool winging it?" Miguel 928 asked almost annoyed as Alpha.

"Yes, that fool! I had to walk away before I rip his head off! Peter 616b had to beg me not to!" He scowls as he punches a hole in the wall leaving a massive burst of shredded metal.

"Whoa!" May watches the Alpha showing off his anger. It's normal for Alphas having these outbursts, in fact it's always recommended instead of bottling it up. Yet, she saw all the other kids looking terrified.

Gabriella and Gerald stood in front of the younger kids while Mayday stomp her foot in front of the Alpha with a scowl on her face, "Hey, don't be scary! Or I'll have my daddy put you in your place!"

Peter 616 nervously said, "May, honey... I don't think-" He glanced over at Alpha, who's growling at him. "Hah, um... Jess."

"Alpha, calm down. The children are getting scared. They aren't used to your rants." Jess said in a serious tone, she wasn't gonna let this man upset her baby boy.

"Calm down. Calm down." Miles 2020 and Petie uses their calming pheromones which had a light floral sweetness to it, it's almost felt like Alpha smell lavender with herbs.

"Ugh, whatever." Alpha crosses his arms trying to sharply inhale the Omegas' pheromones to calm down.

"Oh wow, that's an Alpha." Billie 1613 gawks, "He's tall! Maybe taller than you, Gabe!" She slowly went up to check out the Spider-man.

"Billie! Don't go up to him! He's pissed off." Gabriel pulls her back. "God, I swear it's like I'm raising a kid."

Mariana giggles, "Gabe, it's fine. let her meet Alpha."

"No, he looks like he would hurt her." Gabriel didn't like the thought the guy would lash at his crush.

Billie 1613 already standing in front of Alpha to stare at him, "Wow, are you an Alpha Peter Parker."

"Yes." Alpha leans over to look at the young woman. "And you are?" His piercing golden eyes on the teenager.

Gabriel quickly got in front of a bashful Billie, his hand push Alpha back, "Hey man, back up. She's a minor."

Alpha growls assuming it's another Miguel, the young man is almost the same height as him. "Relax, Alpha. Billie is a new comer." Petie tries to calm the two. "Alpha this isn't another Miguel, it's Miguel 660's son!" The Omega could smell the Alpha's dominating scent, even Miles 2020 had to amp up his own calming scent. Such a dominating scent can trigger other Alphas around to want to fight or challenge Alpha.

"That nitwit got a son?" Alpha asked a bit with scowl. "Where's Lupe? She can put this child in his place."

"Child? I'm not a CHILD, old man!" Gabriel hissed getting in the Alpha's face already being temper mental like an O'Hara.

Alpha smirks, "The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, huh, brat? Speak to your elders with respect." Almost getting annoyed by the young Spider-man going into his personal space.

"Gabe, stop. We're not supposed to fight!" Billie said with a panic, having to push him away from Alpha.

"Yes! Calm down! There's children here!" Petie panics with him and Miles 2020 holding Alpha back. They knew this Spider-man have a terrible mood, and when anyone continues to push his buttons... let say it's not pretty.

"Fight. Fight! Fight!" Mariana 2020 chimes out loud.

Miles 2020 gave a look at his daughter, "Mariana, who taught you that?"

"Umm... Ummm...." She turns her head away, "I dunno."

Mariana giggles at Billie and the Omegas trying to separate Gabriel and Alpha. She turns to Miguel 928 with a wide smile, "Isn't this your job, boss?"

Gabriella nodded, "Yeah, papá! Stop them!"

"Yeah, daddy Miggy." Mimi 1015 giggles.

Miguel 928 sighs, "Alright. Alright." He went over to pull Gabriel away from the Alpha, "Aye, stop it. Challenging an emotional Alpha is the biggest mistake! Relax. Calm down!" He lecture at his variant's son.

"Hey, I'm not emotional! Just damn pissed off!" Alpha snaps.

Gabriel never felt so embarrassed by Miguel 928's hand grabbing the collar of his suit almost picking him up like a child! Billie watched with awed, "Oh wow, you're so strong, sir!" She admires Miguel's strength by the way he use one hand to pick up her friend.

The rest of the gang tries to hide their laughter at the sight. Miguel 928 with one hand on his hip while lecturing at a very tall and muscular teenager is a funny sight to see. Pavtri seek in a picture with Lyla for his blog.

Miles 2020 said to Alpha, "And you need to calm down. It's bad enough dealing with a teenage O'Hara. They are liking ticking time bombs!"

"Hey!" Gabriel scowls.

"Aye," Miguel snap his fingers at Gabriel, "that's enough. He's over there. Honestly, did your dad teach you this?"

"Well, Miguel 660 is a bit of a..." Billie trails off.

"Douchebag?" Miles 43 asked.

"Bad word!" The kids went to Miles 43 with shock. "No-no word!"

"Sorry, guys." Miles 43 giggles.

Mariana nodded, "Oh yeah, he's a massive cocky jerk! He got this big ego, thinking he's better than everyone and likes to brag how smart he is because he's a big ole' nerd!" She went on hitting jabs on Miguel 928 as well which made the rest of the gang had mix emotions. "Like we get it you can genetically modify DNA and play god. Or he thinks he's so great when all I hear nothing but a rude, cranky old man!"

The Hobies were cracking up while Jess cover her mouth. Peter bite his bottom lip while the younger Spider-heroes were shock. Miguel 928 asked, "Is that all?"

"Oh I don't mean you, sir! Your a bit different."

"A bit?" Miguel 928 asked out loud as he set down Gabriel.

"Well, he pisses off Lupe all the time!" Mariana said being bubbly.

Jess rub her chin, "Oh that's right. Those two are so bad together."

"Really. I enjoy seeing him acting like a dog to her." Alpha grins widely.

"I wouldn't be surprise if we see them soon. They were on a mission with other Spider-heroes." Jess commented.

"I'm nothing like my old man! I'm waayyyy mature." Gabriel huffs with his arms crossed.

"Sure, kid." Alpha snorted being a bit calmer with the Omegas help.

"What did you say, jackass!" Gabriel snapped.

Billies 1613 quickly stood in front of Gabriel, "Gabriel, stop it!"

"Easy man. There's kids watching." Miguel 970 placed his hand on Gabriel's left shoulder, "Callmaté." Gabriel merely grumbles while Billie 1613 tries to cheer him up.

"Don't be so upset, Gabe! I think you're a man." She hypes him up, "Hehe, you're big and tall! See I have to go on my tip toes."

"They are so cute together." Mariana said to Miles 1610.

"Yeah, they do." Miles 1610 saw the way Gabriel slouch over while Billie being preppy to cheer him up. They can be a cute couple.

Miles 42 stand between Billie and Gabriel, "Not on my watch!" Somebody got to be the older brother that ruins his little sister's crush.

Miguel 928 and Jess looks over at Alpha ranting, "And that idiot decided it was a great idea to add explosives when we didn't remove the bombs!" He mentions about Deadpool destroying on of the buildings in another world while they were trying to stop an anomaly of the Green Goblin.

Miguel 928 was pinching the bridge of his nose, "Why would he do that!"

"He's Deadpool." Jess grunts.

Petie uses his pheromones to calm Alpha down with his hands rubbing his shoulder. "What about Hobie 2020?"

This made the Hobies and other groups listen, so Miles 2020's mate is a Hobie. They wonder what was the Alpha is like and is he a Spider-man? How? Is there two or more Spider-man in Miles 2020's world.

"That one thought it was funny the place was burned to a crisp." Alpha shouted, "He literally stolen like five African masks claiming that place stolen artifacts from the ones that build America. He's always political."

The Hobies happily smiles at the annoyance of the Alpha, and Miguel 928. So they know Hobie 2020 is on their side if anything.

Miles 2020 rubs Alpha's back, "There. There, Alpha. You should be glad my husband only stolen five artifacts. He normally likes to tag and make a statement. It's a whole thing..."

"Down with the establishment!" Mariana 2020 shouted, "Papá is the best!"

"Yeah, papá is awesome!" Aaron spoke up.

Karl nodded, "Huh uh!"

Alpha grunts at Miles 2020, "Remember that you agreed to giving him pups."

"Hehehe, I'm not complaining." The dark skinned Omega giggles being proud of his pups, "They are cute. You always protect them."

"Because your Alpha is weak." Alpha grunts, seeing how Karl's hand touches his hands.

Karl gawks at the Alpha's claws, "Whoa!"

Hobie 138e held Karl giving a gentle nuzzle, "He's an alright bloke, but I'm better."

"Ah-hahaha," Karl laughs at the punker with his hands touching his face. "Papá! I'm hun-gray!"

"The baby fever is strong with the Hobies." Mariana said to the Miles who looked worried. "Good thing ya'll don't want kids!"

"And what about you?" Miles 1619 asked, "Your the female version. Haven't you met someone with a weird..." eyeing at Punk Miguel, "breeding kink!"

"Wats that?" Mayday asked Gabriella.

Gabriella didn't know what it was, but tries to use her book smarts, "Oh um... umm... hmm..." She looks up at her dad while her two hands holds Billie 1610's hands to help her walk without wobbling so much. "Papá, what's a breeding... kitty?"

"Qué?" Miguel's heart stops, then turns toward Miles 1019, "Aye, children are here! Don't bring that up!"

"But what is it?" Gerald asked.

"When you're older, Gerry. You're too young." Jess said.

Mariana giggles, "No, why? You think someone wants to give me a baby?"

"Oh, if you don't want it! Can I have your baby, Mariana!" Gabriella chimed in, "I always wanted a baby sister like Billie!"

Miguel choked up some air before coughing, "Gabriella, don't ask that!"

"Why? If she don't want it, I can have it!"

Punk Miguel said, "There's no baby, kid. It's only talk..." His mind was slowly drifting at the idea of Mariana being pregnant and being a wife. What are these thoughts? He never wanted a family or get married?

"Yeah, sorry Gabby." Mariana 1022 giggles, "But I'm sure if I got married I'll have two babies! A boy and a girl."

"I always wanted two, too... but," Miles 2020's eyes went on his triplets, "Things happen."

"Dios mio, imagine if I got triplets!" Billie 1613 chuckles getting in the conversation. "I would who would my husband be! Oh, I would like to have one boy and two girls. A nice house with a wooden picket fence, away from New York- maybe Pennsylvania. A nice neighborhood with a great school!"

Gabriel sharply inhale, "Your too young to be thinking about that! Are you crazy?"

"Awe, it's all fun! Haven't you thought about it?" Billie asked.

"No, I never liked kids or settling down." Gabriel explains, but saw Billie's big eyes staring at him, "but, if I meant the one... maybe."

"See! How many kids? Oh! You look like a boy dad. Maybe a boy or two?"

Gabriel gulps, "No... I'll be fine with triplets... a boy and two girls..." He trails off having the same reasons as Billie.

"Wow, really? Just like me. See we are the same!" Billie being clueless of Gabriel's dream to be with her.

Miguel 970 shook his head, "I would never stoop so low-" Mimi 1015 hums, "Mariana wants to live in a nice apartment in New York!"

"Yeah, with a nice community!" Mariana smiles at the two, "What about you Miguel?"

"Ummm, same..." Miguel 970 trails off.

"Wow, the same thing like me, huh?"

Mimie 1015 snickers with the other Miles, "Hehehe, the O'Haras are so out of it."

"I give them five years before anything comes out of it." Miles 1019 snorted.

Gwen said, "I'm hearing a bet going on? Okay, what's the wager?"

Pavtri chimes in, "Oh, a bet! Okay, I would totally put this on my blog and have the fans vote, too! I say, someone have to do graveyard shift for three months!"

"Ohh, I would totally want to call dibs for level eight missions." Miles 43 asked.

"Cleaning duty too!" Mimi 1015 added.

"Ohhh, those are good."

The group huddling together as they make their bets. Miguel 928 shook his head.

Peter 616 said, "Come on, Mig. They are just having fun."

"Yeah, I use to bet on you so many times." Jess said.

"Why me?" Miguel 928 being in shocked.

Petie 2010 placed his hands on his hips, "Oh really? You don't know!"

"Tsk. Tsk, Miguelito. You forget you're a handsome guy." Miles 2020 commented.

Miguel being so lost, "What? Huh?'"

Jess explains into detail, "There's so many Spider-heroes that have a crush on you. I always bet with Ben and Petra about you never noticing them. So many flirt, touch or grope your pecks and muscles. I mean, come on... you never noticed?"

"And it's always our variants, too." Peter nodded, "So many Spider-heroes wanting to be with you."

"I am offended..." Miguel finally said, "I'm not worth it.. I'm moody, grumpy and could care less-" Jess added, "Duh, I always win."

"TBH, I use to have a massive crush on Miguel 928," Mimi 1015 whispers at Miles 42 and Miles 1610, the look on their faces with mouth dropping and eyes widen. Miles 42 having a mixture of disgust.

"MIMI!" He hissed.

Mimi 1015 giggles, "What? He's so fine. A cranky moody Latino daddy! Ugh, that's like the dream!"

"Shh," Miles 1610 hushes her, "Don't let Hobie 138d hear you!"

"Mimi 1015 grins, "I'm just saying..." her voice low, "he's so damn fine."

Miles 2020 could only snicker having to hear them, then looks at Miguel 928, "Oh, there's always someone liking all this- temperamental, cranky Miguel."

"Eck, they have horrible taste." Miguel 928 commented. Mimi 1015 giggling in the background while the two Miles next to her giving her looks.

"Well, I always believe-" Jess being cut off when a metal claw hand appeared from above caressing Miles 2020's cheek, the most gentle touch with such a dangerous weapon.

"Hmm?" Miles 2020 looks up already knowing it's his Alpha. The rest of the group had their focus on the Alpha.

It was a Cyberpunk Prowler wearing black with purple accents to his black hiphop cargo pants, wearing thick black boots and thick tactical tech wear jacket with pockets and zippers. He had long locs up in a pony tail with a bit of purple dye or other gold and silver cuffs into his hair. Some of his dreadlocks are loose on his shoulders. His eyes being covered by black futuristic glasses.

"Darling," His voice a bit deeper but curious at his mate, "Why are my lads holding mi pups?"

Miles 2020 smirks being amused, "What took you so long, bae?"

"OMG, is that a Prowler Hobie!" Pavtri said out loud being so in shock. He had heard Prowler Hobies, but never seen one. This one looked so cool in person.

The Prowler had a wire line attach to his right metal claws as a grappling line. He slowly got down, having to move his wrist to have the wire line rewired back into his claws. This Hobie stood being the same height as Miguel 298 and Alpha 2010, with a wide broad chest being so well fit under all his thick outfit.

"PAPA!" His triplets smells his scent being super excited for him.

"Hello, darlings." He said to his children with his glasses disappeared from his face showing off an adult version of Hobart Brown.

Miles 1610's had no words, this man is clearly handsome. Hobie 2020 had a goatee, his face more masculine with all his subtle baby fat gone, those dark eyes intense sharp shape of an Alpha. Oh yes, he's one fine ass man, even Miles 42 had to turn away to avoid his bashful lip bitting. "Luv, what are you gawking at?" Hobie 138b went over to his darling Sunflower.

"Um.. Umm," Miles 1610's mouth watered, "Nothing!"

Miles 2020 laughs at the other Miles trying to keep their composer. "Bae, you got my variants sweating."

"Oh?" He grins widely showing off his canines making the Miles' heart pound against their chest, and body weak in the knees. "And he got fangs! Oh lawd!" Miles 43 shouted.

Miles 1019 lick his lips, "He's too damn fine."

All of their partners became pleased yet jealous. They felt as if they never had their partners like that before. "Papa!" Mariana 2020 shouted with joy.

"Hello, my lil anarchist." Hobie 2020 spotted his daughter in the see of Hobies.

"Hehe!" Mariana 2020 happily giggles.

(Part 6)

#punkflower #hobie brown #spiderman #miles morales #across the spider verse #spider verse #fanfic #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #flowerpunk

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hannigramislife · 7 months

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#5 Scene from my Random Mdzs Fanfiction

Prompt: What if 3zun reincarnated in modern au?

Scene: Frustrated with Lxc for warming up to Jgy in this life, and angry at himself for feeling upset at them in the first place, Nmj picks a fight. Does not go well.

"Why are you so mad?" Lan Xichen was confused at his friend's attitude.

"I'm not mad," Nie Mingjue gritted his teeth. "Leave it alone."

"No, let's talk about it." Lan Xichen insisted. "I don't want you to bottle anything up. Tell me."

"What do you care?" Nie Mingjue snapped back.

Lan Xichen blinked, genuinely shocked. "Why wouldn't I care?"

"One would think you're used to it." Nie Mingjue said bitterly, and he hated it. He didn't want to be angry at Lan Xichen, he didn't want to raise his voice either, but he couldn't help it.

Lan Xichen froze. "Da-ge...say what you mean. Used to– what, not...not caring?" He was confused, having never had Nie Mingjue talk to him so harshly. Even in their past lives, the elder had always been gentle with Lan Xichen, as if his mere presence softened his edges.

Nie Mingjue's gaze was scathing. "You did just fine last time, didn't you?"

Lan Xichen was speechless, which spurned the other on.

"It didn't take much for you to get over my death. As long as you had Jin Guangyao by your side, you were fine, right? So I think you'll survive me keeping my distance just as fine."

Nie Minjgjue could have slapped him, struck him with his heavy hand that has broken countless bones without breaking a sweat, and it would have hurt less than his accusation.

"Fine," Lan Xichen repeated, voice wavering, his family teachings the only thing holding his composure together. "You think I was fine? You think you died and I didn't care?"

"It sure as hell seemed that way!" Nie Mingjue snapped back. "Didn't seem like you were that eager to help me rest in peace either."

"I thought you were at peace!" Lan Xichen defended himself. "You- We always knew there was a chance you'd die young. I thought you'd made your peace with that. I-I didn't know. I didn't think-

That appeared to be the wrong thing to say, as Nie Mingjue just grew angrier. "God, you really were so blind, weren't you? The most capable cultivator of the time, letting a murder happen right under his nose, basically handing Jin Guangyao a step-by-step tutorial on how to get rid of me."

Lan Xichen's heart shuddered in his chest, shame and guilt churning up his insides. No, not this- not this again.

Those thoughts had managed to haunt him across lifetimes, apparently. Nothing hurt Lan Xichen more than thinking about his naivety, his gullible nature, and how much it had cost his friend. How could he have been so accepting of Nie Mingjue's death? He didn't even think of foul play being a possibility, not even from the man who had reason to want Nie Mingjue dead.

Nie Mingjue took his silence for hesitation, and hated it.

"Did you really never doubt him despite my warnings?" He asked. "Or did you just want to keep him so badly you could have forgiven my murder?"

Lan Xichen wondered, in the back of his mind, how A-Yao had been able to shoulder Nie Mingjue’s anger for as long as he had; surely, it had similarly crushed him, to hear such hurtful words from your closest friend? Vicious words falling from the other half of your soul, dipped in poison? Is that how his love had turned into hatred strong enough to push Jin Guangyao into taking his life?

Did Nie Mingjue feel similarly about Lan Xichen? Was his crime of association so grave that Nie Mingjue resented him?

Privately, the self-destructive part of his brain thought he did. He must have. It was Lan Xichen's carelessness that led to his death. His actions that resulted in his qi-deviation. And it was because of his foolish heart that Nie Huaisang - gentle, carefree Huaisang, who was never interested in anything other than arts and poetry and life itself - had to discard everything in order to avenge his brother.

And Lan Xichen? Where was he, then?

Holding his sworn brother's murderer in his arms. Comforting him, telling him everything was okay, they had each other, they would be fine.

And who was there for Nie Mingjue? For his little brother, who had to play at adoring the man who took his da-ge from him?

Lan Xichen felt sick.

Nie Mingjue stared at him as Lan Xichen wiped the overflowing tears from his face. He felt uncomfortable, not knowing how to help Lan Xichen, how to make him feel better, how to keep his fiery anger down. That had never been his forte; that was what Jin Guangyao was for. It was in Guangyao that could always put an end to Lan Xichen’s unceasing worry, who could reign in Nie Mingjue’s temper, even when he was smack in the middle of it.

It had worked, for a while, the three of them. Lan Xichen had wanted them to be happy.

It could have never lasted.

“I wish,” Nie Mingjue said slowly. “That I had done it, back in Nightless City.”

“Done what?” Lan Xichen asked, almost automatically, his eyes downcast.

“Killed him,” the elder said, making Lan Xichen freeze. “Then myself, too. So many lives could have been spared. You would have mourned him, but found love again. At least, then, maybe you could have been happy.” Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao had been each other’s doom; there was no version of their story where they ended up happy. At the very least, they could have chosen not to drag Lan Xichen down with them.

Lan Xichen, if possible, looked even more devastated.

“How can you say that to me?” Lan Xichen whispered, thoroughly broken-hearted. “How can you tell me I would have been happy without the two of you? How can you say I wouldn’t have mourned your death until my eyes bled salt?”

“Lan Xichen-“

But Lan Xichen wasn’t listening, his wide eyes welled up with tears and hands trembling as he fell to his knees. “Have I failed you so much, Da-ge? Was my love so weak, so useless you can’t even see what you both meant to me?” Lan Xichen allowed himself to sob, a familiar and soothing voice in his mind reminding him it was okay to cry. “Forgive this one, Da-ge, please, for his stupidity, for his weak heart. You deserved better.”

#the untamed #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #cql #nie mingjue #jin guangyao #lan xichen #3zun #nielan #nieyao #xiyao #mdzs fanfiction #mafia au

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y'know when you read something ages ago and didn't think of it for many years, then try to get into that thing again - hp, only severus and remus related stuff tbh - and you find out the fandom is even more idiotic than you remember, by "fandom" meaning the marauders fans?

your last post made me remember how i'm still in shock people have this newfound fascination with regulus, invent crazy narratives where they basically give him severus' entire character's story, some even go as far as to disappear severus' from their aus, all in favor of giving regulus the space severus had as an spy, AND TEACHER EVEN! i just don't get it. instead of analyzing severus' character to try and understand even the things they don't like about him, they create a whole personality for a character with no real scenes in the stories, while trying to paint him as holy perfect, like he wasn't a black and sirius' kid brother; he wasn't going to be mr. kindness and perfection, no one in that sick family was.

i just? don't understand this wave of hp fans, if the source material is too much to work with, with what it has to offer, then maybe read another book series, a more sugar coated teenage book series? idk. i hate r*wling. i understand being apprehensive of the canon, but i don't like nothing they come up with. it's all the same corny shit but they paint everyone as goodie two shoes and completely ignore their wrongs, minus' severus'. severus can't be forgiven for his mistakes even though he was a child as well when he made them. i feel like the hp fanbase went even more to shit 🤷🏽‍♀️

Yep, and whenever we call them out, 90% of the them they would reply with : Fuck the canon. Which is funny cuz they refuse to stop dogshitting on canon!Severus. I found a character poll on twitter few weeks ago and I can't believe so many marauder fans were shocked that Severus is more popular than Barty and Rosier. Bitch, they were irrelevant 99% of the time of the whole series.

Someone even asked them : Why would Rosier and Barty be more popular than Severus when they were barely there in the book? And they replied : Because they're hot.

Yup. They will fake anyone's whole personality and backgrounds as long as they're 'hot'. And they're not even hot, FANCAST DOESN'T COUNT. They don't give a fuck if someone was a death eater, they never did. (they use this excuse a lot to hate on Severus) God forbid ugly people exist. Marauder fans give me high school mean girl vibe.

Invent crazy narratives where they basically give him Severus entire character's story

Their inability to be creative is so funny to me. Bitches really had to yank Severus' whole storyline and slap it on their favs to make them interesting. Why in the world would Regulus Black work as a spy and teacher in hogwarts? Why would he ask Dumbledore for help? Who is he trying to protect? Kreacher? "Hide Kreacher, I'll do anything" "Kreacher? After all this time?" "Always" lmaooooo.

While trying to paint him as holy perfect, like he wasn't a black and Sirius' kid brother.

They choose to ignore the fact that Regulus Black gave 0 fuck about Muggleborns getting tortured and killed. The only reason he changed sides was because Voldemort tried to hurt Kreacher, someone he genuinely cared about. Sounds a bit familiar to you? Yep, he got the same reasoning as Severus. But one got unnecessary hate while the other was glorified. Ironic.

They paint everyone as goodie two shoes and completely ignore their wrongs, minus Severus.

I've seen too many marauder fans defending the sexual assault during SWM. At this point, they're not even trying to 'ignore' their wrongdoings, it is the opposite actually. They're literally enabling bullying and sa which is hella disgusting.

And you're right, op. The fandom is getting shittier and shittier each day. This is why I refuse to interact with anyone outside of Snapedom.

#severus snape #pro snape #pro severus snape #anti marauders #pro severus #ask #professor snape #anti marauders stans #my take

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pinkestlittlebutterfly · 1 year

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for the short prompts...... 15 with lily? I know you want it 👀

Lily, All of Love, whatever his name is right now, can’t remember a time when he wasn’t scared.

He was scared as a child and he is scared as an adult, scared as a human and even more so as a vampire. He’s scared of Germaine and his siblings and every Eve he ever had, in one way or another. He’s scared of being used and scared of being abandoned, he’s scared of loving too little and of loving too much. He lost his innocence, gained inhuman strength, time passes by but never touches him; the only constant is fear.

He learns, early on, before he even gets his fangs and claws and adult body, that being scared isn’t good for him, that those who are scared are those who get hurt. He has never learned not to be scared, but he teaches himself to lie and soon, it comes effortlessly to him. He bites down his cries and lifts his head high and clenches his fists until his fingernails dig bloody wounds into his palms, until his hands don’t tremble anymore.

He’s scared, but no one will ever know. To the world he’s All of Love, Servamp of Lust, eternal servant of the Alicein family; All of Love, saviour of children, guardian angel of the lost and abandoned; All of Love, the always smiling, always cheerful little brother.

He’s Snow Lily, Alicein Misono’s partner. He’s scared of Misono too, because Misono is more powerful than any other among his Eves ever was.

He betrays Misono, and smiles at him as he does so, and acts like it doesn’t tear him apart when the boy yells at him and curses him out, like knowing that he’ll never be forgiven, never be loved again doesn’t make him want to crawl under a blanket and never come out again. He bites down his cries and lifts his head high and clenches his fists until his fingernails dig bloody wounds into his palms, until his hands don’t tremble anymore.

Misono brushes it all off like it’s nothing. Misono breaks him open like a geode, and Lily knows he was right to fear him.

Misono makes him cry, and cower before his Eve, trembling like a butterfly in the wind; and then… he reaches out for him.

“Come with me, Snow Lily,” He says. “There’s something we can do now.”

Lily wants to take the hand he’s offered, but his own is trembling so bad he barely has control over it. He stretches his arm out anyways and feels pathetic, like the child he never ceased to be.

Misono doesn’t care. He fills in where Lily’s strength fails, grabs his hand and holds it tight, pressing his lips against his Servamp’s white knuckles, a gesture that feels too warm and gentle for what he deserves.

“It’s alright now,” He says, “I’ll protect you, Lily.”

I believe in you, Lily wants to tell him and whispers “okay”, instead, and thinks that maybe, as long as Misono’s hand holds his own, he can be a little less scared.

#15 “Trembling Hands” from this lovely list of prompts

#servamp #servamp lily #servamp misono #lust pair #canon lily: in his girlboss era #me (delusional): no actually he's just a scared little babe pls be nice to him <3 #this is what it looks like when i'm being completely self indulgent btw #sorry about that #and sorry for being so slow with these #they're so much fun though

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allthelittlecreepycrawlies · 1 year

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Nie-Centric Ideas, Part One

Nie Huaisang becomes immortal by unknown means to see his brother's soul safely back into reincarnation. Though he hasn't forgiven Jin Guangyao he figures karma can take over from here and releases him too.

The world is changing. The number of ghosts and monsters to be fought is declining, and the sects are becoming less needed. Everyone he knows has either passed back into the cycle or gone to explore.

He has other plans. He knows that if he doesn't stop himself, he will search endlessly for his brother's reincarnations, and Da-ge deserves better than to be saddled with him ever again in any fashion. Moreover, with fewer ghosts and criminals to feed on, the sabers in the tombs are getting restless.

Since his ascension has only amplified the resentment within him, it's easy to kill two birds with one stone. Sealed away in the tomb by his own doing, he sleeps, and the sabers sleep with him, their spirits quietly fading away one by one from the effects of the arrays he painstakingly painted on stone and cloth and flesh.

After hundreds of years, he and Baxia are the only ones left, still sleeping hidden away from a world that has entirely forgotten they ever existed.

Until someone breaks the seal.

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One of the basics of comic books is that time travel usually doesn't work because it doesn't fix the timeline you came from, it just splits off a new one. Imagine Nie Huaisang having this realization after several failed attempts and having a massive breakdown at the knowledge that he inadvertently created and condemned multiple versions of the brother he wanted to save.

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Imagine that after the bonfire incident, Nie Mingjue knows he went too far, but he can't just say it. He can't let himself be that vulnerable when it already feels like everything's crashing in on him. The thought of replacing what was destroyed comes to him, but then he remembers Jin Guangyao making the same offer and he's angry all over again.

But he can't just let this go, he hurt the most important person in the whole world to him.

And then three days after the funeral, a package arrives addressed to Nie Huaisang. It’s a full set of expensive pigments and the most beautifully made brushes he's ever seen.

Swamped in grief and his own guilt, he can't bring himself to use them.

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Imagining post-canon in which Nie Huaisang is trapped in a Black Mercy-style spell that gives someone a dream of the life they'd always wanted in exchange for feeding off them. Just as the others (nebulous handwave as to who's there) are getting ready to try and break it, the spell shatters, overcome from the inside.

Someone, maybe Zizhen because none of the grownups want to talk about it, gently prodding a recovering Nie Huaisang as to how he got out on his own so easily.

He shrugs. "The spell was too outlandish. I figured out everything was fake almost immediately."

"Because... Chifeng-zun was alive?"

"Hm... no. No... that was at least plausible, if things had gone differently. No, it went too far by having me be married."

"To whom?"

"Doesn't matter. Even in an ideal world, it would have never been an option," he mutters dismissively, then has a servant escort Zizhen out.

Of course, Zizhen isn't just gonna let that go. Now he has a mystery to solve!

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Imagine that when Nie Mingjue is having really shitty near-deviation days, he has to seek out, not damaging, but just weird stimuli just to be sure his senses are still working. Like putting honey on a pork bun then dipping the whole thing in vinegar, just to see if he can still taste it.

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So many sad Nie Huaisang ideas involve him giving away or selling his birds...

...what about a horror variant where he's found eating them?

And he has no idea. Completely checked out from reality.

Trauma? Possession? No longer entirely human? So many options.

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Nie Mingjue stress eats, Nie Huaisang stress cooks, but their idea of stress food is diametrically opposed so Nie Huaisang ends up having to give away all his hard effort (not that their friends mind at ALL) because Da-ge won't eat anything but raw veggies! The nerve!

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Happy ending Orpheus and Eurydice-style story where after several reincarnations, Nie Mingjue starts getting his memories back and realizes that, since the more impact a person has on your life, the more likely you are to meet them again, and yet he has never seen his brother since that first life, Nie Huaisang must not be reincarnating. So he decides that either through magical means or just straight taking his own life, he's going to find his brother and pull him back into the reincarnation cycle.

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In a timeline where Jin Guangyao kills Nie Huaisang either because he caught on to the revenge plan or for some other political reason, it proves to be a huge mistake.

Because their mutual hatred of him caused the Nies' souls to be tethered in death and vengeful ghost!Nie Huaisang was able to find his da-ge's pieces much quicker than he ever would have been able to while living.

Now Jin Guangyao has two monsters out for his blood.

#mdzs #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #nie brothers #ouyang zizhen #jin guangyao #ideas #long post

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