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fried-manto · 9 months
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Even so, even so..!
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skitskatdacat63 · 4 months
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Hey, do you remember that really homoerotic scene from Skyfall? No? That's okay, here's a Vettonso version of it :)
- explanation & w/o text:
Hi hello, finally my weird psychosexual relationship with Casino Royale has come to fruition. Yeah this is directly based off a scene from Skyfall, but I def envision the vibe as being more like Casino Royale hehe. I can't believe I made that inspo board for this AU almost 4 weeks ago, and then ended up drawing a four panel "comic" about it. Ahhhh proud of myself, a bit, a tad. I think this took 20+ hours across the span of a week? God. Anyways I digress! The AU!!
First of all, their Bond song would be "My Way of Life" by Frank Sinatra. It's so toxic, codependent and obsessive, I'm in love with it. And it really suits Fernando and his motivations and outlook in this AU. Basically, MI6(in the context of James Bond) in this AU is an analog for Ferrari. It picks theses guys up, tells them that they're Ferrari MI6's most special boy, chews them up, and then spits them out when they're finished extracting all their talent and skill and life force.
Much like with Ferrari, Seb in this AU replaces Fernando after Fernando loses favor and becomes undesirable. Now Seb is the new golden boy, and Fernando has turned to a life of crime! Fernando resents Seb for this of course, but also becomes obsessed with him and the idea of him , and how they are connected. It's weird to watch someone else basically go down your exact same path and unknowingly make all the same mistakes(buying into the mysticism of it all too much, being overly cocky, having naive beliefs and goals, etc.) He is caught between wanting to doom Seb even more but also wanting to "save" him, by corrupting him and convincing him to work together.
Basically: He's both a Bond girl and Bond villain.
Fernando is in such a weird place in this AU. I think he's just very dramatic. Seb is just casually living his best 007(005?) life, and Nando is watching him with binoculars, whispering to himself: "DOESN'T HE UNDERSTAND THAT WE ARE NARRATIVE FOILS!?" Yeah he hates Seb, but like the song lyrics say, their lives and dreams are inherently tied up together. He would feel lost without Seb, because Seb basically, unknowingly, destroyed and then took over his life. Maybe he'll feel satisifed if he manipulates Seb into going down the exact same path a bit better.
About the drawings themselves. Still can't believe this scene is a real thing that actually happened, insane to me. But in this AU, after the events of these drawings, Fernando definitely kicked all his henchman out of the room, and fucked Seb in the chair. And then against the wall. And then on the floor. Hey man, Seb is already looking mighty delicious with his unbuttoned attire and being tied up.
I think the general plot would be that Fernando keeps trying to seduce him to the dark side, and Seb keeps making him think it worked, only to escape at the end of the encounter. Leading Fernando to just come up with increasingly more violent and kinky traps. Seb goes along with it(read: enjoys it), leaving Fernando satisifed, only to somehow escape and wink and make kissy faces at Fernando in the process. (Fernando smoking cigarette in bed: "How do I make him stay. Sigh.")
I like to think though that Fernando does win in the end, by realizing, ah wait shit I do need to actually explain my motivations to Seb. And Seb is so worn down by his job, not Fernando, and how he's being treated, that he listens, really actually listens, and realizes Fernando does really have valid reasons. And then they become evil crime husbands yayyyy. Wow you thought this was a espionage AU? Well it is, but just not the outcome you'd expect.
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#ah well this was certainly a project....#rn i feel like im devolving into illness so im glad i could finish this up before it possibly gets worse#this is my magnum opus as of rn. just bcs ive not really drawn such a longform thing for them!! happy w it :)#i think i def like the first one the best#it made me suffer so bad but i think i soften on my own art after a few days#like i finish it and know its 'good' but cant help but critique every little thing#but ive had that one done for almost a week so now i look at it and really love it#i was originally just going to draw that one only but then realized i really like the full dialog so. might as well.#generally i liked this though bcs even if it ws difficult. it was nice to have really direct and clear reference#like ah ik where im going w this rather than it being an image in my head that i cant represent the way that I want#ah anyways all my vettonso aus tend to be just wanting to explore specific dynamics of theirs#and this one is basically how i feel about their mutual relationship to the institution of ferrari and how it affects their dynamic#basically: THEY'RE MIRRORS!!!#there's always something to be said abt nando being resentful abt seb bcs of 2010/2012/etc and then seb taking his seat at ferrari#but then witnessing seb basically go thru the same trials and tribulations and failures at ferrari#and realizing huh wait maybe he's not who i was villianizing him as. maybe hes at my level too. maybe he's not infallible. maybe hes like m#a very bitter nando who has to fight btwn his impulse to ruin seb further or to relate to him and start to like him#so yeah that's ^ basically what i want to portray in this au(just like all AUs tbh)#f1#formula 1#sebastian vettel#fernando alonso#catie.rambling.txt#catie.art.#vettonso#bond au
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seyaryminamoto · 1 year
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Fic-to-Art #27: Azula, Mai and Ty Lee's friendship
This month's prompt was friendship, and while the contest was fierce, ultimately the oldest of Gladiator's friendships won out. Therefore, I drew these small pieces to show the progression of the bond between these three within the story :D
The first two scenes aren't 1:1 with anything shown in the story, they're more along the lines of things I never got to write but always imagined likely between them. I'll always believe Ty Lee was the instigator of this friendship, and I can't imagine anything more suitable for her than to pick out the two girls she found interesting in school and deciding they would all be friends, while the two girls in question remained entirely confused about the whole thing.
Fast forward a few years later, and as a lot of the baggage and chaos from canon never happened, Azula, Mai and Ty Lee get to stay friends as they grow older, bonding over things that weren't depicted here (such as their experience in Ember Island, sans Zuko, where they got to understand each other better, Ty Lee's fall from grace, Mai's choice regarding who to marry...), mainly because I really didn't have the time to expand on everything. So, as tough as things could get, these three stuck it out together and no matter if Azula is too busy to hang out with them sometimes, theirs is the kind of friendship that all of them can always return to, with full awareness and trust that they'll always have each other's backs.
The last scene is my favorite scene between them altogether, and it's their conversation right before Ty Lee's wedding. It's a really heartfelt moment where Ty Lee is unusually vulnerable and very honest about what these two mean to her, and this time both Azula and Mai drop all pretenses and are completely honest about how much they care about her too. It's pretty much the crystallization of that friendship in one of my favorite chapters to write, ever!
So... there we go! Hope you guys like it! If you want to be part of the creative process behind these pieces, a $1 pledge is enough to make you eligible for suggesting and voting for prompts, as well as reading Gladiator snippets 6 days before the new chapter is released!
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i think the issue people have is with the maturity difference, like if red son was a human he would be the same age as a mk but if wukong or macaque were human he'd be significantly older
I totally get the logic here, but it's also like...there's not a "standard" maturity level for any age. Some people are super mature and others aren't. Tbh Wukong and Macaque aren't really "mature" in plenty of aspects (like, they bicker with each other CONSTANTLY on screen). Immortality is just not something we have to deal with in the real world, so there's nothing analogous to it, and I guess people have a hard time wrapping their heads around that. Red Son isn't "basically 20", he's 500. He's a 500 year old demon. And it's like, I also think people just view Sun Wukong and Macaque as "father/mother figures" to MK, but it's also like, I don't view their relationships like that. Whatever the fuck MK and Wukong have going on is very different to me, and it's distinctly different from MK's dynamic with Pigsy (who is actually his dad). So, overall it's just pretty subjective—but people want objective reasons to justify their bias you know. It's the purity culture
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mymarifae · 1 year
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aHA! i have finally figured out why i never jived with the kanade tenma hc. like you know me. THE found family guy. even if i don’t hc it myself i can still have fun watching other people have fun. but this one was always just 1. confusing and 2. not fun for me to see and i could never articulate why but i’ve got it now
the entire problem with Kanade Tenma is as a whole the fandom has a tendency to treat kanade like an orphan. like she has no family, no support system, like she’s all alone and needs to be taken in by the... tenmas... for some reason... (still not sure why the fandom decided she needs to be a tenma like she’s never even met tsukasa or saki. how is she getting over there. if she’s getting taken in by anybody it should be like... the mochizukis) and it’s like... guys. you do realize she’s not an orphan, right? she has family. she has good family. idr all the reasons why her grandma doesn’t live with her, but i’m assuming it’s along the lines of her being too old and frail to properly take care of a child at this point in her life - which is why she set kanade up with that caretaker/housekeeper system. it’s not perfect, but at least she isn’t being left to fend for herself
her dad is alive. just because he had a stroke and is now experiencing vascular dementia doesn’t mean he’s basically dead or that kanade is basically fatherless or something awful like that. (i’m genuinely still not sure what the fuck the game thinks it wrote irt what put kanade’s dad in the hospital but like. it wrote a stroke followed by vascular dementia. that’s what it did. “burnout” my fucking ass) i know at the end of the day kanade tenma is ultimately just a harmless headcanon, but like... please take a moment to think about the message even your most harmless headcanons might send. “if your parent is suffering from dementia and no longer recognizes you... well you don’t have a parent anymore. you need a new one. sorry.” obviously no one intends to say such a horrible thing, but remember that intent <<<<<<< final impression left on your outside audience.
having a family member that you love so much forget about you is a story that needs to be told. the prsk fandom needs to take a step back and just let this be told As It Is. kanade’s family is so, so fucking important to her. she’s only the person she is today because of her parents and all the gratitude and love she feels for them both. like, literally her most recent focus was her realizing how loved she was in light of mafuyu’s mother’s coldness. she knows that she experienced true unconditional love - something that mafuyu’s mom seems incapable of giving her daughter - and she still carries that love and warmth in her heart now. it’s what defines her as a person. it’s what gives her the courage to continue living. it’s why she believes she can save mafuyu and so many other people. she has that memory of what real genuine honest to god unconditional love is, and she’s so fucking determined to share it with the world.
kanade doesn’t... need a “new” family. her family may have suffered multiple tragedies, and it may be fragmented and a little broken, but... it’s hers. i don’t think it’s in good taste to take that away from her and try to “fix” her by placing her in a “better” family. it’s completely unnecessary.
#also someone on twitter said this i think but on the note of how i feel like making kanade a Tenma of all things is kind of out of the blue#like. the tenmas have nothing to do with kanade. i'm sure she'll meet saki and tsukasa at some point but ??#they aren't significant to her development in any way. and they /won't be/#their stories will just never intersect to that extent. trust me.#and because toya tenma (which is canon and true shut up shut up shut up learn how to READ) is often looped in with this hc too like#he doesn't have anything to do with kanade either!!!!!! she doesn't know who he is!! the tenmas are strangers to her.#so like. when you hc Kanade Tenma it feels like you're doing it for the sake of the OTHER characters and not her.#kanade HAS support systems !! she has people she's close with that she could potentially form a familial bond with!#she has niigo! she has honami! she has her literal grandma!#she has her dad even if he doesn't remember who she is. she's still able to talk to him some days and is able to connect with him by-#reliving the past with him. i can't like... express how powerful that scene where he's talking to her about how his wife is pregnant and-#how excited he is to meet their new child and that they're thinking about naming her kanade is. like it's heartbreaking but like#this kind of family dynamic is frequently glossed over in media. like i said it's a story that needs to be told as it is#learn. to explore kanade's relationship with her father and the relationships the game has spent like 200 episodes building up#stop throwing her into a random stranger's house stop thinking of her as an orphan in need of adoption.
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wildwren · 2 years
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HALBRAND + GALADRIEL + ARONDIR + BRONWYN // 01 x 07
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nonuggetshere · 3 months
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GOD I HAD AN IDEA AS I WAS FALLING ASLEEP TODAY
About FaaF naturally
A sad one, TW fir near child death and harm
Involves Xero's attempt at an assassination, or it could be literally just any guard controlled by the Radiance
PK and WL need to talk about something private, and WL looks at the tiny vessel tagging along by her wyrm's side
"Should it be here?"
"It wouldn't understand anything anyway."
"Still, it's...a little..."
He sighs lightly, "Yeah, I get where you're coming from... Vessel, come here."
He kneels down and orders them to sit by the door and wait for them while they talk, says he'll come pick them up once they're done and not to move, then the two go to talk on the balcony and close the door behind them
At some point, Xero/the guard bursts in and attacks PK in the middle of the conversation, managing to take them by surprise and so gets one good swing in before PK darts away and retaliates, pinning them down with soul blades, though he has to keep his wife from killing them on the spot - he doesn't want to be so hasty, knowing they're infected and not themself. He pulls out the sword from his chest and that's when they realise, it's covered in void...
Child harm/near death TW beyond this point
After a moment of shock White Lady, who's closest to the doors, runs out and all her husband can hear is a horrified, heartbroken scream. He feels nauseous, his stomach twisting into knots and feeling like his heart is in his throat as he runs out after her. He sees her in tears, cradling a tiny bundle soaked in void. There's- there's so much void. It covers the floor where he left their child vessel and soaks through his lady's shawl and clothes as she cradles them in her arms.
For a moment he's paralysed, before he just snaps. He flies back onto the balcony, screaming at the possessed guard that he'll kill her, he'll make her pay for this, and he slays them in his rage (something he'll regret and feel ashamed of later), still hitting and screaming at Her well after the possessed person is dead and she can't hear him anymore.
He collapses, panting, near tears, and just gets himself up and stumbles out the door and towards the two, he wants to see how bad it is for himself.
Flower survives, but just barely. They had multiple stab wounds and lost their left arm, if not for their parents immediately healing them they'd be dead. They're barely older than 5, still so very little and defenceless, PK is horrified at how could anyone hurt a baby this young and helpless (hypocrite), even if they're not alive.
They're still on bed rest because that was so much damage and their mother doesn't leave their side and their father only leaves when necessary. They still don't realise Flower's alive and they know they shouldn't be so attached but it still feels like their baby and they can't just leave them. WL spends the entire day by their side, gently stroking their hair and horns with her now permanently void stained hands and softly coos and sings to them
Of course, they quickly realise they ARE alive because no way in hell a toddler is getting this hurt and NOT crying and screaming the second they wake up <3
Which just makes this situation so much worse
#thylacines can talk#faaf au#mentions of child harm and near death in tags too btw#so dont read further if its something youre sensitive to or cant handle rn#i like to write him as more sympathetic in faaf but i cant state enough what a gigantic hypocrite he is#pk: How can you hurt a child?! they're FIVE!#child harm cw#radi: ...dude.#dont make your kid a child soldier but also you cant 'all fair's in war' your way out of stabbing a toddler radi#unrelated tangent but they both suck and god i need to focus some more on FaaF Radi. Ik this AU at times feels like sympathetic PK and evil#villain Radi AU but it's really not. They're both morally grey and while Radi is a bit more. questionable and less sympathetic imo. doesnt#mean shes completely evil. they're both meant to be morally grey and both did equally horrible irredeemable shit that they come to regret#and wish to fix. ik it doesnt come off this way at times because i have my things i prefer to write at times and this AU was always a#relationship dynamic exploration between Flower and all different characters. but neither PK nor WL are by no means forgiven. Most of their#kids range from ''i literally dont care about you you are not my parents dont contact me again'' to ''i hate your guts''#with sometimes an added flavour of ''And I WILL murder your ass if I see you again'' for some of them#(Razor my beutiful wife with unchecked anger issues <3)#sorry if the tags are incomprehensible it is 5 am and i instantly forget anything i write the second i cant read it fully#once i finish writing a tag and it collapses the contents of it instantly leave my short term memory. im not being dramatic btw the amount#of times i have to back out from editing tags to read them back bc i forgot what i wrote is annoying
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I saw Hournite and immediately rushed to send in an ask! 😁 "Is this a date?" -Rhuben
Homemakers
Beth wiped silky cobweb film on her patchwork jeans. Mindful to not let her upbringing with wealthy parents and a spotless home cloud her judgment, she stepped away from the giant 80s curtains, continuing to meander through the fixer-upper. The wooden floorboards were swollen with old water damage and spreading apart by the front foyer, creaking beneath her tennis shoes. A stubborn stale smell lingered in the air, even after Rick opened windows to stop her sneezing.  
“I know it needs work.” Rick glanced around at the stains and barebones furniture, seeing his home through her eyes for the first time. “A lot of work.” 
“That doesn’t matter.” She turned around, full with so much gratitude. To her knowledge, Rick had never let anyone visit his house. When he casually suggested they stop by because he forgot his hourglass in his room, she nearly kicked her feet with giddy. She was happy just to be on his property for the first time, she didn’t expect him to give her a private tour. “I think this place is wonderful.” 
“It’s a shithole,” he corrected, shrugging a shoulder. “There was a pipe leak just last week. You don’t have to lie.” 
It wasn’t a lie. She wasn’t about to deny that it needed serious TLC. The rugs could use a good beating and every room she saw was practically begging for a deep clean. The only mirror was dirty and cracked in the bathroom. The couch could at minimum use a cover, but honestly needed to be replaced…Swiffer could do a commercial here for their mops. No dishwasher and a clothesline for his flannel to dry. At the same time, in all its depressing neglected glory, many trinkets belonging to Rick’s parents were left behind by Matt Harris, writing them off as worthless in value. It was humbling and reassuring to see the reminders of the house this once was. It brought Rick’s past alive. 
In fact, she was certain she could transform this into a rustic, positive and hospitable space Rick wouldn’t have to feel ashamed of. With some flowers in window planters and a few fruit trees for Grundy, they could even revive the farm and make it beautiful again. 
“Nonsense.” Sitting down on a soft duvet in the room they ended up in, she slipped her hands behind herself to curb the itch she had to fetch her goggles and measure dimensions. She flashed him a grin instead. “It just needs a trip to Ikea.”
“…Ikea?” he repeated, like it was a foreign word. 
Beth gave him an excited nod. “Mmhm!” 
Rick crossed his arms with a strange look on his face, leaning against the doorpost as she looked around, noticing a mismatching vibe she couldn’t quite place. She sniffed after another tickling sneeze, nose no longer quite so clogged with dust mite. An earthy scent greeted her at last. A hint of sandalwood and trees.
 “It smells so good here.” She settled in, crossing one leg underneath the other and pulled out her phone for Ikea’s web browser while ideas were still fresh. “Best spot so far.” 
“This is my room,” he told her, amused. “And that’s my bed, so you’re smelling me.” 
She gaped at him, ignoring the flush warming her cheeks. “Your room?” 
But there wasn’t a single personal item here on display! No books, snack wrappers, or any pictures…There was the bed and a chair, and, yes, admittedly now she did see his phone charger plugged into the outlet in the corner, but…she at least expected the hourglass to be somewhere noticeable. 
“What?” he teased. “Didn’t think my bed would be made?”
She stood up, sensitive to what was growing between them and unsure how to proceed. “I didn’t say that!” she protested hotly. 
“I know, B. I’m kidding.” 
His tone went soft. Like he loved to ruffle her feathers for the opportunity to gently set her at ease. 
Opening his door to her also opened a part of  himself that Beth always craved after. As guarded as he first was that she knew everything about where he came from, he’d quickly adapted and affirmed her presence much like the baby steps it took for Rick to invite her to sit shotgun in the Mustang. And now it was her unofficial official seat. 
“But why is it always you now,” Yolanda used to whine when Rick picked them up for school. Beth would shrug innocently, like she hadn’t been aware their dynamic was charged from the start. 
She wasn’t sure how long he’d ever had the peace they fostered in the Mustang, knowing this was the very place he’d used the car for to escape. It wasn’t lost on her that their friendship filled a lot of voids. Connection, solidarity, and, well, partnership. Which, at first, worked in the traditional sense on the team, but had now sailed into the uncharted gray area beyond intense friendship. She couldn’t help longing for more. And, she knew, she was the one that usually tested the boundary as the extrovert of the two, but it secretly thrilled her when it was Rick’s doing, which he was more often. 
It had only occurred to her that she’d never let Rick into her bedroom all the times he’d stayed over. Why was that? Her parents never set out any ground rules. And there she was, curling up in his private space–She could only dream what was running through his mind. Was there such a thing as too comfortable? How much was too much?
“And—” she continued to justify, even though Rick never asked. “I likely have your scent memorized because I’m familiar with your car. Or something.”
“Sure.” Rick lifted an eyebrow at her, and kept going. “Or, you just really like my aftershave.” Bending down, he pulled out a storage container from under his bed with a padlock and that had all his stuff. 
Beth glanced out the window at the field of dry grass, hoping he’d open it too when the room only grew warmer as more unwarranted thoughts of Rick shaving leisurely swirled around her head. 
Meanwhile, Rick latched onto the golden chain of the hourglass and slipped it round his neck. She decided she’d rather be embarrassed about finding such random things Rick does attractive than stay sad about the state of his living habits, clearly developed from living with his uncle. He deserved a teenage room, not a hotel safe. Now that thought drove her to wrap her arms around his middle. 
“Thanks for bringing me here.” 
Rick returned her hug hesitantly, genuinely confused. “Is this just an excuse to smell me?” 
“No,” she said with a roll of her eyes, a teeny tiny fib–she’d already buried her face into his shirt. But this was not the time for that, so she sacrificed the sandalwood for propriety and regretfully pulled away. “I know it matters, that’s all. You could’ve told me to wait in the car but you didn’t. So, thank you.” 
He nodded and Beth stepped back, folding her arms.“So, Ikea after training?” 
She watched him nervously rub his jaw and added, “We can set a budget. And you get veto power over anything we get.” She crossed her heart but in their business, didn’t think it prudent to hope to die. 
“Okay, but I veto.” 
Her hand is still over her chest. “You veto.” 
“It’s my budget not yours.” 
“Okay, but can I buy a few things?” 
“Define a few.” 
She held out a hand. “Ten things?” She saw his face twist and quickly adjusted. “Five things! Five things you really want!”
“One thing. Maybe. I’ll pay you back later. And, I’d need your advice anyway so don’t give me that look. And this is my house, not yours.” 
She saluted as he shepherded her out of his room with a hand on the small of her back.  “Message clear and understood.” 
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“Is this a date?” She peered into a display box with a dozen different door knobs in one of the Ikea showrooms. Rick gave her a long sideways glance as he pushed a cart twice the length of Courtney’s staff. 
“What?” She laughed in his pointed silence. “People go on Ikea dates all the time! They browse interior decor, ask probing questions to get to know each other, share Pinterest ideas to share their dream house aesthetics, and find pieces that fit both styles. There’s a restaurant to eat Swedish meatballs for dinner…Not to mention the teamwork required afterwards for assembly.”
“You think building furniture together with wordless instructions is romantic?” 
“It can be with the right person! And a pair of very useful AI goggles. Or a guy with very convenient strength.” She picked up an eight dollar lampshade. “This one?”
He wrinkled his nose. “Does it come in black? And I thought you were very against using JSA stuff for non-JSA things.”
“Exceptions can be made–Are you sure you want black? That’s a depressing color.” 
“I’m sure.” 
She sighed, resigning to the unforgivable fact Rick was a monochromatic minimalist by default. She noted it down to collect in the maketplace. “So, is this a date?”  
The long cart came to a stop. Rick rested his elbow against the metal grate handle. “Believe it or not I do have standards. I’m not having a first date be a trip to Ikea because my house is so ugly it rendered you to tears.” 
She laughed again in disbelief, having so much fun. “I did not cry!” 
“You hugged me!” 
“Because you smelled really good, and I was in your room, which also smelled really good, and I was happy,” she explained, gesturing wildly. 
“You’re going to bump into that dresser,” Rick warned her, avoiding a backwards collision with the KOPPANG by tugging her close just in the nick of time. 
Greeted by sandalwood yet again, she whispered, “So a first date in your books would not include Ikea at all?”
“Not a first date. Not any date.”
“Noted.” She peered at him quickly, then glanced away to watch other families and couples shop, clasping her wrists behind her back as they walked along the long natural way. Rick strayed away to pick up a few things.
It was when she got lost going through the Turkish rug samples hanging from the ceiling that an arm wrapped around her and she got a kiss on her cheek felt all the way down to her toes. 
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miscreantahead · 8 months
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Last thing I'm gonna say is that yes, Luffy, Nami, Zoro, Usopp, and Sanji, are largely different characters in a lot of ways in this than they are in the anime/manga. And yes, I kinna like it that way :-].
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aroacehanzawa · 8 months
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#that poll just now reminded me of my Toxic Homoerotic Codependent Female Friendship in high school#there was something obsessive going on between us because 1) i wasn't even in her friend group 2) everything she said or did was annoying#there was some stockholm syndrome situation going on. also a very succession tomgreg dynamic#you know how you invite a friend somewhere and they're like 'we're on our way' and you're like who's 'we'#and it's because they're a package deal with their partner apparently. yeah that was us but platonically. if you could even call it that#anyway her sense of humour was like that of a mean girl ie backhanded compliments and jokes at other people's expenses#always saying something that would subtly put others down. i got fed up with that at the beginning of our final year#and called her out on everything that Wasn't Good. which ultimately culminated in the Divorce#well there's more to it too but i could be here the whole day#i was so obsessed with her i misstook it for romantic feelings too and confessed to her in the middle of an argument LMAO#and then proceeded to ignore all her follow up questions. but in hindsight it clearly wasn't romantic anyway#except about a year after the Divorce she retrospectively confessed to me AND THEN REFUSED TO ELABORATE WHEN. as revenge i guess#actually the downfall started when we went to another city for an event and on the last day before the train back we were supposed to go#explore the city in what was essentially a (platonic) date except she ditched me for Some Guy she just met and claimed she had to go back#home early for a family situation and that he was giving her a ride because the train would arrive too late#that wasn't the only time she would just. abandon me like that. but it was the final straw for me#anyway. defining high school experience 👍#the only good thing to come out of it was that she thoroughly insulted a classmate of ours that i stood up for and so i gained a new friend#who is still my best friend to this day
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queendumpling · 1 year
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on Tiletta, and the search for understanding between Mithra and Rutile
It's an idea that I've actually had running around in my head for awhile, but was also really happy to see that the shower thoughts about Tiletta I posted in a Twitter thread because I couldn't sleep seemed to also resonate with other people. So I just wanted to expand on it a bit more!
Tiletta is a character that we constantly come back to throughout the course of Mahoyaku, that she might as well be added to the cast of side characters. Unlike our usual cast of side characters though, Akira has never met Tiletta. And because she's, well, dead, we probably never will meet her, and I think that's actually for the best.
There's a recurring idea in Mahoyaku about connection and the bonds we have with others, but also about how tenuous those bonds can be. In search of connection, we strive to understand each other, but often run into difficulty when we do. Some of the most interesting dynamics within Mahoyaku are built precisely upon this struggle for understanding and desire to understand. And that brings up the question: how much can we truly understand another person?
We can approach this question through many different character dynamics, but I think it's most interesting if you look at it through Tiletta's character. Everything that we know about Tiletta is solely from the impressions and memories of Tiletta from other people. (While there are some stories, such as the Walpurgis 2022 event, which do show us a flashback scene of Tiletta, we as readers are still left on our own devices to draw conclusions about her.) Akira never gets to speak to Tiletta, ask her to tell her story, and have her share her thoughts and feelings in the same way they get to do with the other wizards. Our understanding of her thoughts and feelings are solely through the filter of others, one step removed away from the actual source.
The added layer to this is that those impressions of Tiletta vary greatly from each other. It's explored in Rutile's Affection Story, where Mithra describes her as "a sexy, evil, ravenous woman" and Rutile says that she was "a modest, maidenly woman who was also a great chef." In the same way that Mithra cannot comprehend how Northern Tiletta could become Southern Tiletta, Rutile has only known Southern Tiletta and has little understanding of what his mother used to be like.
Mahoyaku is careful not to outright reject one side of Tiletta to be the "true" version of her. North Tiletta is just as "true" of an answer to this question as South Tiletta is. In doing so, both version of Tiletta can be understood to be "correct." So the most straightforward conclusion we can make is that Tiletta was all of those things: sexy, modest, ravenous, evil, and maidenly. Northern and Southern Tiletta are not mutually exclusive of each other and coexisted in her.
But it's not so easy for the characters to understand this, and it is in fact the basis of the conflict that appears in the 2nd Anniversary story:
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The foundation of Mithra and Rutile's relationship starts with their shared connections to Tiletta. Yet, the conflict that we see in their relationship mirrors their shared lack of understanding of Tiletta. Rutile only knows his mother as a kind Southern witch and still has yet to reconcile that impression with the more wild and fierce Tiletta of the North. Likewise, he doesn't understand Mithra's innate Northern personality either. We see it with Mithra too, who struggles to understand Rutile's ways of viewing the world and just as adamantly rejects the Southern Tiletta impressions.
As the two continue to reject the opposing Tiletta impression, the more they will continue to reject the each other. If we could meet Tiletta in the present timeline of the story, it's possible that we could get an easy answer for this discrepancy. Tiletta could tell us herself the kind of person that she is and bridge the wide gap in personality between Northern and Southern wizards. But I doubt that we will, precisely because it is the easy solution. Instead, we get to see Mithra and Rutile work on understanding each other through time and effort, and likewise, start to fill in the missing pieces to the mystery of the witch that is Tiletta. (Figaro is possibly the closest of an answer that we may get though, which does add a great layer of complexity to answering this question. Figaro is the one who helps Rutile understand Mithra better. But Tiletta (to my (and all of our) limited impressions) seems to feel more solidly integrated to the South in terms of personality/at terms with her Northern and Southern qualities vs Figaro, who is still in the works.)
Something that I do think is worth noting is that this Tiletta discrepancy is nothing new to the present timeline either. Mithra refers to her as both a flower and a wild beast in his memory (The Lingering Scent of Affection, Mithra's Affection Story). Tiletta was a person filled with contradictions - which I think is a safe way to describe many of the characters in mahoyaku.
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The only difference being that for everyone else, we get to reconcile those differences in a much clearer way. Akira and the other characters can speak with them, ask them questions and get answers. With Tiletta, we don't have that kind of luxury. But what we are able to see is how our characters reconcile those differences in Tiletta and turn that into understanding of each other. The more that we learn about Tiletta and uncover those pieces of her, the more that we actually get to understand our present characters as well, too.
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The Bonds We Formed, Like Magic; 2nd Anniversary (tl. healingbonds)
And sure, if one day we got to see a conversation between Tiletta and Akira happen, that would be neat! But in some ways it's more interesting if Tiletta is a continued mystery to us. We can get as close as possible to gaining that understanding of her, but never quite getting there all the way. The effort that Mithra and Rutile will have to put in to understanding each other will be done solely through that continued effort, and not through easy and simplistic answers.
I think Mahoyaku could have left Tiletta's character behind in the main story, after the reveal of the promise Mithra made to her. But the fact that she continues to come back, her ghost and continued mystery almost haunting the story itself, allows her to be a part of the growth of her child and magic protegee.
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Etude of the Frog Taking Shelter from the Rain (tl. healingbonds)
Tiletta, most likely aware of the fact that Mithra has always been lonely and would be left even more so after her passing, ensured that there would be a bond between Mithra and Rutile after her passing. Even if that bond would be something forced upon him, Rutile is adamant about having this bond be something positive, to be Mithra's good fortune. What we get to see is the growth of a bond turn from a "misfortune" into "good fortune."
Their lack of understanding of each other now may be a misfortune, but Mithra and Rutile slowly get to move towards that understanding of each other and eventual strong connection to each other. Slowly but surely, they'll move in the direction of being each other's good fortune.
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gideonisms · 1 year
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tamsyn could say two characters fucked nasty and people would still interpret it as platonic. And they might be right, depending
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wildflowercryptid · 22 days
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ngl i'm still kinda sad over how disappointed i was by the last arc of shikimori's not just a cutie, it just felt like retreads of previous chapters and a lot of wasted opportunities to flesh out the secondary & side characters more...
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madwheelerz · 2 years
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I'm not going to lie, I like the vibe of s3
the party friendship moments were so cute, the way Dustin was upset they weren't picking up but turns out they're at his house (i think his mom knew lol), it was so cute how they got all excited when Dustin contacted them after how long they were separated, Mike looking at Max for support when El asked him to trust her, Lucas and Will with the fireworks, the movies in the beginning, plus Erica was a vibe (the my little pony thing stays in my mind), Suzie was hilarious, also byler fighting but still being right next to each other, also poor El when they were trying to get that piece of the mind flayer out of her and both Dustin and Mike were holding her for support, Max and El friendship, El holding Max while she cried.
Of course there were also the fights. Mike and Lucas were too focused on having girlfriends so they struggled to balance it and it wasn't good.
Maybe it's the colors. I feel like the pop 80s color might have rewired my brain.
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magnifiico · 2 months
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"Your majesty? If you may hold still for just a moment..." A genteel smile would quickly replace the contemplative gaze to which Geto had had been directing at Magnifico, as a single hand was raised up towards him then.
The hideous curse (That this sorcerer king curiously was not able to see) had so chosen to perch itself upon the man's shoulders would let out a horrified shriek, before it was siphoned into the very palm of his hand. Taking the form of a pitch black orb, Geto would offer it a brief glance before simply placing it away into the sleeve of his robes.
"There... do you feel better? Lighter? ... I'm sure it's easier now for you to breathe as well~"
@idyllicserendipity || hereweGO :3c
He thinks it rude at first.
After all, King Magnifico is in the middle of talking when the man speaks over him, and even if he has no other choice but to interrupt (Given the mighty breath the king takes in when he's forced to pause, he must have been saying quite a lot with very few breaks between), Magnifico temporarily wonders what could possibly be important enough. Important enough to interrupt a king, that is. A hand once gesturing emphatically with every syllable falls limp as he turns to meet Geto's somewhat distracted stare—Where is he looking?—but before Magnifico gathers the chance to lightly admonish the lack of courtesy . . .
He feels it as much as he hears it. A chilling shriek rips the brief quiet asunder, followed so shockingly fast by a sensation the king could only describe as . . . inexplicable relief. As if he himself was the one to have shouted his frustrations, expelled some pent-up bubbling beneath his skin, and perhaps deep in his gut. When he releases another exhale, it flows smoother. Heavier. As heavy as the weight once perched atop his shoulders that he hadn't even noticed until it suddenly wasn't there.
Most importantly, though—
Along with feeling and hearing, he's seen it, now. His eyes track the peculiar orb as it disappears into the cavernous sleeves of what was once so unassuming of a man, and so . . .
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Magnifico blinks. He hesitates. Considers. Processes. And when the wheels in his head finally click into their proper places, he squares Geto's gaze with a perhaps admittedly obvious conclusion: “So . . . I suppose this would mean you aren't just some traveling monk after all. You didn't—oh, I don't know—find it relevant to announce this particular talent of yours until this very moment, is that it?”
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gone-series-orchid · 11 months
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i think the reason why i'm especially interested in orc and astrid's dynamic in the first book is because i really like the idea of orc being fundamentally in denial of his crush and trying to hide it to the utmost degree. you know, for his reputation's sake. but even if he's all in with his new status as captain orc, i don't think he could disregard her completely. because at the root, he can't help but respect her, because astrid makes him uneasy.
he's afraid of her because her intellect is intimidating and foreign to him. it's something she can use to sway others, much like orc does his strength. and that weirds him out, mostly because it sways him, too. and his default response to anything that freaks him out is, of course, to get angry.
i like the idea of orc fighting his feelings for astrid. he doesn't want to feel this way, he doesn't want her to be the chink in his armor, but she is. and that frustrates him because he doesn't know why and he's not patient or introspective enough at this point to have any desire to find out. he doesn't have time to plumb his psyche's depths, he's captain of the fayz, dammit!
it's nice to see orc at a time when his self-esteem is at an all-time high, when he's living large. he hasn't yet had his fall from grace, and so he spends his time being pettily annoyed. and it's hilarious
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