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xspeter · 18 days

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꥟ part of the “dancing with our hands tied” collection, Luke Castellan x Apollo!reader

꥟ IN WHICH… You discover that everyone at camp can tell.

꥟ W.C: 3k

Capture the Flag is a camp staple. It’s practically what makes the camp what it is! The battle strategy, the team work, the training.. it was perfect.

“Explain to your idiot boyfriend that we should get the Aphrodite cabin because he already has the advantage!”

“Just because we have more campers doesn’t mean we have the advantage! How many times do I need to say that?”

Clarisse and Luke have this argument nearly every week. Always fighting about who gets what cabin, which battle strategies were ethical and which weren’t, that whole ordeal.

You just wish they’d stop including you in it. Especially when you’re trying to clean a little boy's scraped knees!

You sigh, shooting the Demeter child a sorry look, but he doesn’t notice. Instead, he’s got a huge smile on his face as he watches Luke and Clarisse bicker like siblings. “They’re silly!” He giggles.

You smile, placing a blue band-aid on his knee and helping him off the bed. “Yep. Sooo silly.”

He doesn’t spare you a second glance as he leaves, and you’re partially grateful and partially offended. You don’t linger on the thought though, instead focusing the rest of your attention on the two fuming teens.

“You already have half the cabins in camp! Just because our cabins bigger doesn’t mean you get to hog everyone!”

“We aren’t hogging everyone-”

You rub the bridge of your nose, annoyance building in your temples. Are they aware that this is still technically your place of work? You don’t hang out in the infirmary on the daily just for fun. As Apollo Head Counselor it was literally your job to be there, and they were just making it harder.

“Okay, guys, calm down-”

They don’t listen, instead just getting louder and louder. Some of the patients are starting to notice, and seeing as majority of them are younger kids, it makes them nervous. And nervous kids in medical settings? Never a good mix.

“Luke, you’re literally so stupid it shocks me that you’re even still alive.”

“Right, because I understand basic math and you don't, I'm the stupid one. Makes complete sense.”

You sigh, glancing at a little girl that has started fighting the medicine your brother was trying to give her. It’s already been a struggle to even get her to lay down, and they had disrupted any progress you guys had made.

“Can you guys stop yelling, please?” You strain, watching as another little boy begins to cry when Clarisse practically screams fuck you! at Luke.

Again, they ignore you, and you’re starting to wonder if they can even hear anything you're saying. You wouldn’t be surprised if not.

“You know what, Castellan? Why don’t you take your math, and shove it right up your-”

“Okay!” You intervene, grabbing them both by their wrists and dragging them out of the building. Honestly, you’re still not sure they’re processing anything you’re saying or doing, because the entire time you lead them outside they glare at each other like two children.

Once you’ve gotten a safe distance from the patients and any prying ears, you smack both of them upside the head. Clarisse yelps while Luke’s hand immediately goes to soothe the spot.

“Are you guys deaf or just plain selfish?” You ask, nostrils practically flaring. “I mean, did you not notice the patients in there or did you just not care? Because to me it seems like you just didn’t care!”

They both have the decency to look at least a little bit ashamed, and for some reason it almost makes you feel bad. You're not sure if it's because of the genuine guilt on both of their faces, or just your constant need to please. You’re betting on the latter.

Luke swallows, sharing a glance with Clarisse before both of their gazes fall to the floor. “We’re sorry.” Clarisse mumbles, rubbing her arm uncomfortably. To most, Clarisse was rude and rarely ever apologized, but that was just to the people she didn’t know.

If you really took the time to know her, you’d discover she was just as lost as the rest of you. And underneath that hard exterior, there was a sweet girl begging to be found. You just had to be willing to look for it.

Luke nods in agreement, “Really, really sorry.”

Your eyes dart between the two of them, arms crossing over your chest. Some part of you wants to continue raging on them, you feel like it’ll be a bit therapeutic. But, the more rational part of you knows how serious they take the game, and sometimes they just get too into it.

“It’s fine,” You mumble, sucking in a breath and dropping your arms to your sides again. “Just, explain to me again whatever it is you guys are mad about.”

They both go to speak at the same time, and you realize you should’ve been more specific with your wording. You put a hand up to stop them, and quickly say, “Without arguing.”

You don’t miss Clarisse’s eye roll, but you choose not to call her out on it. Luke glances at the dark haired girl, and she gestures for him to speak a bit more aggressively than you think was necessary.

He sighs, turning to you with a slight smirk. It was his signature one, the one that practically dropped trouble. “Basically, Clarisse wants the Aphrodite Cabin because they have more campers, but she already has more than half the cabins in camp. So, I think we should be able to keep the Aphrodite cabin.”

You nod, “Which cabins does Clarrise have?”

The Ares child answers, “Demeter, Hephaestus, Dionysus, and Ares- obviously.”

You assumed that meant the other cabins were on Luke’s team, and if that was true, that meant he had the majority of the bigger cabins. Which meant that Clarrise should get Aphrodite.

But, the puppy dog look on Luke’s face makes your heart skip a beat, and you wonder if maybe you could bend your morals for him. Just this once. It was just a game after all, right?

Unfortunately, Clarrise has this knowing look in her eyes, like she knows what you’re thinking. It makes you feel small, so you do your best to seem as nonchalant as possible and say, “Then Clarrise should get it. But, maybe give Luke Dionysus? Since there’s only two of them.”

A huge grin overtakes Clarisse’s face, and she sticks her tongue out at Luke. “Ha!” She shouts, pointing a finger in Luke’s face. “I knew your girlfriend would agree with me.”

Luke rolls his eyes, a slight blush overtaking his cheeks at the word girlfriend. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever. We’re still gonna beat you.”

Clarisse just shrugs him off, shooting you a wink as she walks away. Your friendship with Clarisse definitely was unexpected considering your clashing personalities, but you loved the girl like a sister.

Luke sighs dramatically, bottom lip jutting out a bit as he crosses his arms over his chest. “You really couldn’t have just given them to me?” You snort, you know he’s not really angry with you, which is why you roll your eyes with a grin.

“Sadly, no.” You shrug, “Besides, we both know you’ll be able to win without them.” It was true, Luke’s quick thinking and obvious knack for battle strategy set him up for success. But, it was also pretty well known majority of the kids in the Aphrodite Cabin would rather spend their time braiding hair and gazing at themselves in puddles. So, you didn’t think it was that hard of a loss.

Luke chuckles, “Why? Because they’d rather stare at their reflection then actually play the game?”

You pretend to think, scratching your chin and gazing up at the sky. “Um, yeah, exactly my point.”

He snorts in response, allowing you to lead him back into the infirmity silently. You almost find it strange how he doesn’t even question you. Just… follows. “I didn’t think you’d be so stereotypical, Sweetheart.” He jokes.

You shrug, “What can I say? I’m full of surprises.”

Luke watches as you push the door open, immediately going to greet a waiting patient. She’s a little bit older, probably around Percy’s age, but you still talk to her gently and kindly. Still treat her like a little kid, but not in a condescending way.

Luke’s not sure how you manage it. It makes his heart flutter in his chest for reasons he can’t explain.

“Yeah.” He sighs, eyes trailing your every move. “You are.”

꥟

You didn’t particularly enjoy being stuck in the medical tent during capture the flag. Not because you wanted to actually play the game, no, but because you were completely alone.

Some of your siblings always offered to stay behind with you, but you never let them. They’d be miserable staying with you, even if they wouldn’t admit it. Thus, here you sat, alone.

It wasn’t all bad. You enjoyed the peace, a rare thing to get at Camp Half-Blood, and most of the campers were too hell-bent on winning to even bother stopping by. Which meant you got to enjoy the unusual serenity all by yourself.

The birds sing hymns that you don’t know the words to, and the leaves dance together like professional ballerinas. It’s all very beautiful, really.

At least it is until Percy Jackson rips through the trees, a wide smile on his face and his chest heaving. His eyes dart around the opening, before they finally land on you.

You're sat outside the tent, jean shorts surely stained an unflattering green color and shins covered in shards of grass.

“Oh! Good, you’re here.” Percy breathes, jogging over to you. You stand, doing your best to discreetly wipe at your butt.

“Yep. I’m..” You let out a sigh, “still here.”

Percy just sniffs, giggling a bit and bouncing on his toes. He looks like a little boy who’d just been told he could get his favorite candy from the store. “He got it.” He says.

You raise an eyebrow, “Who got what?”

“Luke got the flag.” He grins, “I’m supposed to wait here to make sure no Ares campers cross the threshold.”

You nod. The makeshift infirmary was placed directly on the invisible threshold, but you found it a little weird Luke would send Percy to lookout for incoming Ares campers here when majority of them would probably be somewhere deeper in the woods.

You knew that, and surely Luke knew that, which meant..

You give Percy a sympathetic look. It’s not his fault he gets… distracted so easily when playing the game, but you also understood how seriously Luke took this. It just sucked he resorted to lying to the kid instead of coming up with something else for him to do.

“I see,” You mumble, eyeing a small cut on Percy’s knee. “What if I patch that up while you wait?” You ask, gesturing to the cut with your chin.

Percy shakes his head, eyes never leaving the woods. “Can’t. Have to make sure no one crosses.”

You sigh, chewing on your bottom lip. Percy could be so stubborn, that’s probably why he and Annabeth got along so well. “I’m sure it’ll be fine. Besides, it’s so quiet you’ll be able to hear them if they do. Just come inside, alright?”

Finally, Percy tears his gaze away from the open area to you, and he’s got that familiar glint in his eye. Percy’s smart, he always had been. And you weren’t the best liar. “What do you know?” He asks suspiciously, pointing an accusing finger at you.

You throw your hands up in surrender, shaking your head. “All I know is that you’re bleeding and it’s my job to take care of that, okay? So let me do my job.”

You can see the inner battle in Percy. He wants to stay out and do what Luke told him, but he also knows the cut on his knee stings like hell. He sighs, lowering his hand and glancing cautiously to the clearing. “Alright… but, promise if we hear anything you’ll let me go back out?”

You smile, “I promise.”

Seemingly satisfied, Percy allows you to lead him inside and begin your work. The floor in the tent was still grass, which meant the chair he was sitting in was quite unstable on the ground.

He rocked on it, eyes going wide when it leaned just a bit too far back. You snort when he does, and he sheepishly rubs his hand on the back of his neck.

You begin your work with no words exchanged between you, instead humming a familiar tune.

“That’s the song you sing at the campfire, right? Here comes the sun?”

You nod, glancing up at him. Percy smirks, hands messing with his helmet. “Luke said that was his favorite song, and I could never really understand why because it’s just… it feels odd to me for someone like him to like that song. But I think I understand why now.”

You’d like to pretend that Percy’s statement doesn’t make you go pink in the face, but it does. Luke said that was his favorite song? Of course, it didn’t automatically mean it was his favorite song because of you, but… it was nice to imagine, right?

“He did?” You ask, clearing your throat and trying to be as causal as possible. “And why do you think you know why? It could just be because it’s a catchy song.”

Percy shakes his head, “Nah. Trust me, it’s definitely not just because it’s catchy. It’s cause-”

The deafening sound of footsteps interrupts the both of you, and you both share a look before Percy is darting out of the tent and outside. You follow closely behind, a fresh pack of band-aids still in your hands.

Luke is leading a chase, with a giant red flag in his hands and a wide grin on his face. Dozens of campers follow him. Percy runs to them, jumping up and down and screeching something you can’t make out. Everyone is laughing, grinning. Everyone except for Luke.

His eyes look over the scene, looking for something you’re not sure of. It’s not until they land on you that it clicks. He was looking for you.

Instantly, he shoves the flag over to some unsuspecting kid and rushes over to you. It’s such an exhilarating feeling, being the person he looks for. You aren’t sure when that had happened, or what you had even done to deserve it- you just know you’ll thank The Gods everyday for allowing it.

Luke’s arms wrap around your waist, engulfing you in a bone-crushing hug. Instantly, your senses are overrun by everything Luke. You can feel him, smell him, practically taste him with how close he is. It’s too much and not enough all at the same time.

Your arms wrap around his neck, dropping the pack of band-aids in the grass and standing on your toes. You grin into his neck, “I knew you’d win.”

Luke snorts, giving you one final squeeze and backing away, but his hands remain at your waist. It makes you feel faint. “It was nothing, really.” He says with a shrug.

You furrow your brows, unconvinced. You know Luke is more than proud of his accomplishment, so why was he acting so easy going right now?

“Is that so?” You ask, swaying on your feet. “So, you aren’t going to be bragging to Clarisse for the next week about how you beat her?”

He scoffs, shaking his head. “Oh, no, of course I am. But, I can’t say that in front of a pretty girl can I? Gotta play it smooth.” He squeezes your waist as he says it, and your cheeks instantly fluff. A pretty girl. He was calling you a pretty girl.

Compliments from Luke were hardly rare, but he never said them in front of so many prying eyes. And it’s then that you notice everyone staring at the two of you, most all have knowing smirks on their faces, but some look on in jealousy. You hate to admit that it almost makes you prideful.

You were the only one Luke ran too- the one he looked for. That had to mean something, didn’t it?

You look away from him, rolling your eyes and shoving at him playfully. “Shut up, you flirt.”

He pretends to look hurt, giving you his best puppy dog eyes and grasping at his chest. “Oh, how you wound me!”

You giggle and open your mouth to respond, but Clarisse's familiar screech of anger interrupts you. “Where is he?”

You raise your brows, watching as Luke winces. While he would be claiming bragging rights for the rest of the week, being around her right now definitely wasn’t the best idea.

You suck in a breath, whistling lowly. “I think you’d better run.”

Luke’s lips thin into a line, tilting his head. “Yeah. Probably.” But, he doesn’t move. Instead, he just stares down at you. You raise your eyebrows in confusion, “Are you going to go?” You ask.

Luke grins slyly, “Yeah, just one more thing..”

It’s then that you feel the familiar warmth of Luke’s lips on your cheek, suspiciously close to your mouth. But, just as soon as he was there, he was gone. Running off and leaving you flustered and alone.

Your hands intertwine in front of you, a large cheesy grin on your face. You turn and begin walking back to the tent to clean up, but everyone’s eyes on you stops you. You glance down at your clothes, and then feel your face, checking for something- anything.

When you don’t find anything, you let out a nervous laugh. “What…?”

Everyone shares a look, one that you know all too well. You let out a groan, hands running through your hair, “It’s not like that!”

Percy shakes his head, “Yeah, okay. Of course it’s not.”

You just roll your eyes and storm into the tent. They were seeing things that just weren’t there! Luke was your best friend, and it was normal for best friends to be affectionate!

Hugs, compliments, cheek kisses… there was nothing else going on. Luke was just your friend being happy to see you.

That was all.

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girlfromthecrypt · 25 days

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I know you weren't thinking I'd skip out on my chapter rant and seeing as i had 2!!! Chapters to catch up on you know this will be lengthy. Apologies and spoilers...ish i will try to make shit vague if i can.

1. I FUCKING LOVE THE KIDS!!! OMG I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!! I legit died i was like awww omg. No.. not in this story with Liza janes damn creepy ass creatures! Get the kids out of here!!! 😭

But no for real i loved them and i love kids in gen so it was just adorable!

2. The creepy kid thing. Didn't we discuss this even before you even uploaded the demo in the first place??? Did we not!! I remember we did and regretting that i even said anything. I shld learn to shut up... she says while writing a long ass rant.

3. You are so wrong!!!! So very wrong for writing that walk scene with Basil. You know what you did there! There is no need to send my head spinning like that you cruel person! I had to take a minute. Stupid basil 🙄🤭🫣

4. Can we just stop letting flo like creepy shit. Stop it! I love you now stop touching creepy crap. We've discussed this omg 😭

On that note the doubt i loved. The whole am i crazy thing. And the ROs not believing you is so on point! You slayed!

5. Sawyer... sawyer is me. It's the spiderman meme. I don't camp i don't do outdoors. I love kids but hate grass. I laughed at the what the f.. redirection because honestly SAME!!

And telling MC i guess you're okay. Bruh. Thanks.. i guess??! I have never related more to being so awkward in my life. They are the grumpycat i needed. And them instantly seeing tht creepy thing and going no. 🤣 and the splashing scene. So aggressive lmao like can you stop sounding like a damn Tsundere 😂

What number am i even on.

Idk.

I loved the little therapy session and i wanted to punch every single ex that hurt any of my poor ROs also who the hell cheats on those ppl. Idiots.

And then more creepiness 🙄💀

You keep scaring the crap out of me. I like and hate it lol

I loved the update!!! You are awesome and you shld know i think that by now. I enjoyed it so much! 😇💜

Wheee I'm so happy! Thank you so much

SO GLAD YOU LOVE THE CAMPERS. They're really important to the story and I love them but I'm terrified of accidentally writing them "wrong" or just plain unlikable. It means so much that you like them, foul-mouthed and messy and rude as they can be :D

HAHAHAHAHA WE DID WE SOOOO DID but I'm sorry the trope is right there it'd be illegal if I didn't use it

"Kneel..." Omg now you need to tell me which crushtype your MC was! I wanna know the exact scene you got hehe

No, sorry. He won't stop. And also, it'll take some time for him to believe the MC, but don't worry, he'll come around! And the others, too. Soon. But for the moment, Basil is the only one who believes MC without reservation.

Also very very happy you enjoyed the local grumpycat. That's really the best moniker for Sawyer, but don't worry, they have a heart ^^ somewhere in there.

The therapy session was like writing a scabbed wound, I was really hoping to make it feel like a hug... if that makes sense

Love love love that I got to scare you! So happy! And your lengthy ask means so much to me, thank you <3

#if: such happy campers #if: wip #interactive fiction #hosted games #choicescript game #dashingdon wip

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rozcdust · 2 years

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I don’t speak to whores

Pairing: Bonten x AroAce!GN!Reader

Genre: Crack, SMAU

Word Count: 1.2K

Warnings: Canon divergent, profanity, ooc, whore behaviour, qpp relatinship, NO ROMANCE, just reader bullying Bonten

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“Oh, hello baby, here so early?” Rindou leaned against the fax machine, smugly sipping his coffee.

The break room was supposed to be silent at this time of day, but apparently, Satan had other ideas for you, because just as you were about to make yourself a smoothie, the brother of the harlot showed up.

Trying to contain the urge to spit in his face, you thought for a second about how you weren’t even sure an action as plain as a taking sip of coffee can be smug, yet here the jellyfish was.

Being smug.

His voice, like a fork on a glass window, drilling into your skull from 7:13 motherfucking a. in the m.

“Good morning mr…. Sorry, what is your name again?”

Rindou simply grinned.

Of course, you knew his name, you weren’t that stupid, but rather you just wanted to annoy him a little.

Give him a taste of his own fucking medicine.

Just as he opened his mouth, you turned the blender on.

“Rindou.”

Shutting the blender off, you threw him a confused look.

“Rando?”

He frowned, just a little, before trying again.

On the blender went, as you shamelessly stared him dead in the eye.

“Rindou. Or Rin.” He tried to out-talk the noisiness of the blender, but to no avail.

Off.

“Ran?”

On.

“That is my brother. I’m Rindou.”

Off.

“Rambo?

On.

“Rindou.”

Off, now paired with a cute tilt of your head, letting him know you were just an innocent little cretchure meaning no harm, except the broken shins.

“Jeremy?”

Rindou blinked.

“You know what, never mind,” He shook his head, decided from that moment on you were a fucking asshole, but mostly stupid, and clearly Kokonoi and Ran were losing their pick-up game, “Whatcha printing?

“Oh, nothing much,” You solemnly said, picking up the papers the printer spat out to straighten them out, “Just something for the meeting.”

Something small stirred in Rindou’s chest.

He has a bad feeling about this.

And oh, how right that bad feeling was.

“No, y/n, baby, that won’t make sense-“ Ran was silenced with a blast of water to the face, before you dramatically cleared your throat, picking up a piece of paper.

“Do cars run out of honk?”

No one said a word.

They would have laughed, probably, but you instilled the fear of God into their stupid little brains and they didn’t dare breathe and at this point, while Mikey was honestly considering if your next bonus should be a house.

Because you are a God-sent, and this morning, you rolled up into the meeting room with a Super Soaker and a stack of papers, all containing their search history.

The rules were simple.

If they interrupted you, touched you or in any other way behaved in a less than professional manner, depending on how much you hated them at that moment, they either get splashed, or their most embarrassing Google search read out.

In the case of Ran, he got both, because he was a slutty little man with a slutty little waist who needed to be taught a fucking lesson.

Continuing your presentation, you were interrupted at least another four times, which at this point, was an actual joy.

Maybe you were a little bit of a sadist, because watching them lose all of their arrogance and crumble away with shame brought a new joy you never knew could be possible in your life.

You almost wanted to do a Powerpoint on just the dumb shit they Googled when they thought no one could see or know.

But you knew.

You knew all their sins and you knew every single time they as much as sneezed and you knew everything they have ever done to wrong you and God both because they’re fucking idiots and obvious as fuck.

Like the bug they tried to plant on your jacket last week, thinking you wouldn’t notice the tiny device.

Oh, how wrong they were.

“Okay, y/n, seriously this is getting a little weird-“ Kakucho was interrupted by slamming papers and the dreaded sound of you, clearing your throat.

“Kakucho’s top dumbass search was ‘How to boil water?’ followed by ‘How to boil an egg?’”

Kakucho shrunk in his seat.

Rindou looked at Mikey, betrayal written all over his face.

“Boss, you won’t stop this? I mean- This is a cruel and unusual punishment! This is public humiliation-“

Mikey merely stared at his executive, not saying a word.

At this point, he was fearing for his life too.

And because you hated Rindou, by association mostly, he also got water sprayed on his face.

“How much cum do you need for your daily dose of protein?”

Rindou wanted Earth to swallow him right then and there when he saw Sanzu wink at him.

“Seriously, Mikey, stop them-“ Kokonoi was your next victim, and truly what a joy it was.

“Elon Musk x reader smut.”

At this point they gave up on complaining.

Which was a shame.

You still had ‘Can you circumcise yourself?’ and ‘Do women like nipple hair on me?’ on your list.

And you were truly saddened you’ll never get to reveal Mikey googled ‘Bing’.

Public humiliation worked.

For two fucking days.

Again.

Either all of them were extremely passionate about ruining lives, or there was some big money going around in the ‘Get the secretary to quit’ betting pool because these bitches were persistent, to a concerning degree.

It was getting kinda sad, honestly.

You would have felt a little bad, but as the weeks passed, another unfortunate issue arose.

None of them did any of their fucking paperwork, with the exception of Kokonoi, but you lost all respect for him already.

You had no idea if they didn’t do the paperwork because they didn’t want to, or because they genuinely had no idea on how to fucking read complex sentences, and honestly, you were starting to suspect it’s the latter.

And they naturally, tried to dump their work onto you, as if you didn’t have enough on your plate due to their absolute, universally recognised idiocy.

Which brings you to your new headache.

The pink gumball wannabe son of a bitch.

“Babe~” Sanzu whined like a child, sprawling across your desk, shoving everything you’ve been working to the side.

What a fucking attention whore.

“Sanzu, I am the secretary, not your personal assistant. Get off my damn desk.”

“Pwease?” He pleaded with a puppy like expression, getting way too close to your face, “I won’t bother you for a week!”

You sighed, rubbing your eyes.

“Pleaseeeeeee y/n?????”

He wasn’t getting on your nerves, he plucked them out and shook his head chewing them like a fucking dog.

“Y/n~” He let out a pornographic whine, finally pissing you off enough.

Professionalism, y/n.

“Fine! What documents?” You gritted out, pushing him off the damn desk onto the floor.

He perked up like a puppy.

At this point, expected.

“Here!” He happily handed you the pile, sitting cross-legged on the floor, swaying slightly in excitement.

You carefully accepted the documents, examining them once over.

And Sanzu had to observe as you wordlessly pulled out a lighter and lit his damn papers on fire.

The fire alarm blared above you as Sanzu stared at you, betrayal written all over his stupid face.

You merely smiled as the sprinklers turned on.

. . . next

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risetherivermoon · 6 months

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here have a sparrow related rant :D (dndads ep 48 spoilers!!)

btw, my entire perception (or all together understanding) of sparrow oak has shifted after this episode-

i think unconsciously i saw the twins as completely different people, like wildly different from eachother, after season 1 and in season 2

but honestly- after we find out that sparrow is the one who enacted code purple, the conversation with henry and mercedes? i still see them as different characters, but i feel like they are actually way more similar than i initially thought

they're just both two guilt ridden idiots, and at first i was really confused why it seemed like sparrow would always group himself with lark when talking about who "ended the world" or whatever (i thought it was probably him saying it in solidarity or whatever, which i think is still partially the reason) but now he also basically did what lark did

i think thats whats heartbreaking to me, because henry immediately forgives lark after he releases the doodler, but sparrow is immediately told he will never be forgiven, and where lark has the motive of wanting to defeat the doodler and become stronger, sparrow has the motive of just wanting to protect his family-

im not saying this is out of character of henry, i definitely think this is how he'd react since he has the knowledge of exactly what code purple will do, and we also know that sparrow tried to lie to him to enact it as well, but its just- fuck

personally i think because of how lark and henrys relationship is in late s1 (and afterwards) henry probably was unconsciously more attentive to lark afterwards, trying to repair that broken relationship- and so his perspective of sparrow is different, sparrow usually goes along with lark and backs him up but he never actually argues with henry or whatever,

so when sparrow does something that he does himself, it seems so off and random to henry, personally i think if he had to think about it that lark would be the twin that what would be most likely to be the one to do it, a lot of it is sparrow acting on his own principle and we really don't see that often, (blah blah, its lark and sparrow not sparrow and lark, blah blah)

basically i think that it was so unexpected of sparrow that henry immediately freaks out and is more aware of the betrayal than he was back when the doodler was released,

im relistening to the mummy issues arc in s1, and was listening to scene of henry and darryl arguing about the pyramid, and i think that's really the thing yk? because henry's moral compass is more pointed towards being selfless, where sparrow seems to be on the opposite side of that in this situation

for example, henry wants to go and get arrested by neverwinter because they had let the pyramid fall instead of trying to save lark and sparrow from the omegadads, which makes sense that he doesn't approve of code purple because it would put faerun in danger, even though it would mean his family would be safe,

and then sparrow, who enacts code purple because even though it would destroy faerun, he and his family would be safe,

ive seen people compare code purple to the trolley problem- and honestly, i agree so much, its similar, where if the same amount of people are on both tracks but one has your friends and family/people you love on one side as well,

really sparrow was put into such a huge position of either way he will end up hurting someone, his 6-year-old son is attacked by a flesh hoard that he can get rid off by flicking a single switch, and of course he's going to do it, even if that means his parents never want to speak to him again and that he dooms another plain of existence to destruction

im just in love with how much this podcast spins morality around, it can be so incredibly philosophical for being a dungeons and dragons podcast about a bunch of stupid dads, it really makes you realize how complicated humans are

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༊*·˚ fix each other | saul silva

★ summary : having a messy breakup is horrible, but it's even worse if you have to see their face every single day. but even with the heartbreak, you can't help but still care deeply about them.

★ warning : teacher!reader, mature language, mentions of silva getting hurt, heartbreak, angst but happy ending!!

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You didn’t want to worry, but you can't help but doing just that. You also weren't supposed to care, but guess what, you do.

When news spread out that a whole squad got killed by a burned one, who were led by none other than Saul Silva, you of course thought that he's dead.

You didn't want to. But you did.

Imagine the relief you felt when he's alive, although the only one left. He's alive.

You and Silva had a messy history together. You were in an amazing relationship but one day you guys got into a screaming match and he just left, and he didn’t came back. You were no better though, you didn’t reach out to him in any way.

And that was a year ago.

The feeling you felt with the incident, just proves how much you still care about him. But you have to ignore that feeling seeing that you guys are basically co-workers.

The most conversation you had with him since then was basically just about work or silent glances you guys took at each other at school.

It was alright, until it wasn't.

° time skip brought to you by bloom's bomb ass wings. °

YOU knew it was stupid. The plan was just plainly idiotic but when you met Sky and Bloom walking into the forest with the same goal as yours, you can't back out now.

After some bickering and raising some voices you, next thing you knew the burned one was dead and you were waiting outside the greenhouse like a child waiting to be scolded.

After the door opened and Sky came out he engulfed you in a hug while whispering into your ear, "Good luck, he's not very happy."

You lightly chuckled, patting his back, "Really? You don't say." you said sarcastically, he chuckled, before moving away from the hug and going into the greenhouse.

As the door creaked open Silva's head snapped up to meet yours. His eyes were full of worry but still held adoration for the person in front of him.

"How are you feeling?" you said, breaking the blanket of silence. It was honestly weird talking to him so formally, but if that's what he's going to give then that's what you're going to get.

"Better." he sighed, "What you did was really irresponsible, not only did you put your life in danger but Sky's life too." his voice went more stern as he went.

You scoffed, irritated at his actions. "Hold on a second, I didn't tell Sky to come with me. I didn't drag him to the forest. I didn't even know he was going until the last minute! So you can drop the bullshit and a plain thank you would be nice." you spat angrily, folding your hands across your chest.

"Thank you," love, he wanted to add but he fought against it.

He smiled when a grin made its way to your face. Truly appreciating his words. It made your heart warm seeing him genuinely smile after such a shitty week.

You stood in front of him, the question that you wanted to ask so badly kept nagging at the back of your mind.

"Why did you leave?"

"Why'd you leave?" you blurted. It was too much and your curiosity was taking over. You internally cringed at how bluntly you said that.

Silva's smile fell immediately at the question. Why did he leave?

You broke the awkward tension slowly backing away, "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked that-"

Silva shook his head, "No no no, you have every right to ask that." he said lowering his gaze to the floor.

"If so, why?"

"I guess I got scared," he admitted quietly.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, "Of what exactly?"

"Of not being enough." it broke you into pieces hearing his voice crack. "You're an absolute angel. You deserve everything and so much more, and I can't give that to you."

"Silva you are more than enough." you assured him, grabbing his face and softly caressing your thumb over his cheekbones.

He leaned into your plan but shook his head, "You don't deserve someone as broken and terrible as me."

"You're not terrible, and I'm broken too. Let's be broken together. Or better, let's fix each other." you said hopefully, smiling at him.

It was a long shot but you're going to take it.

"Are you sure?"

"I'll take you if you take me."

"Absolutely." he grinned before slipping his lips with yours, smiling into the kiss.

Oh how much he missed you.

reblog for a kiss <3

#mine ♡#ftws #ftws silva #saul silva #silva x reader #fate the winx saga #saul silva fic #saul silva blurb #silva fic #silva blurb

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neonthewrite · 11 months

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Orange You Glad

(I can't think of another title now that that one's in my head, sorry not sorry)

Day 5 of GT July is "Caught" and well, I'm back with Borrower!Chase. It was only a matter of time, honestly. Hope you enjoy reading how Caught might apply to the tiny king of impulsive idiots.

Forbidden Fruit Snacks | Fried Potatoes | Minnie’s Supply Run | Nailed It

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Chase’s failure to secure snacks on the counter was two days ago. In that time, he and Minnie had managed one supply run to the cabinets, specifically the ones over the fridge where the human kept things like rice and oats and other long-lasting bulk items. Essentials, certainly, but quite safe and worst of all, plain. There was no glory, no finesse to those ones.

Minnie always pointed out that they didn’t need anything fancy, and they didn’t need some daring story to come with every supply run. But lately she said it with a faint smirk and a subtle nod to the spoils of her most recent escapades on her own, the chocolate caramel that Chase knew had come with some kind of intense adventure she refused to tell him. The trouble with the two of them living in secret was that no one else could witness their shenanigans. So whatever they got up to on their own stayed with them unless they deigned to talk about it. Minnie never wanted to share her adventures, no matter how Chase tried to wear down her resolve.

To that end, he was back in the kitchen with the aim to outdo her. Not knowing what exactly she’d done, he simply aimed big and would go from there. Chase Lisong could not let his baby sister outmaneuver him.

Some fresh produce ought to quiet her down for a while. At least, that’s what he told himself as he surveyed the plastic mesh bag of tangerines pushed against the back of the counter near the fridge. Their resident human didn’t bring those home very often, but with the warmer weather outside they would be a refreshing change of pace. The air conditioning wasn’t designed to cool their home in the walls, and things could get stuffy in there.

Chase’s only roadblock now was to get one of the darn things into the walls. They’d be able to fit into his door behind the toaster (he was about 80 percent sure). Their round shape would make them easy to move, no matter that most of them came up to his chest.

He hadn’t accounted for one thing, though. The mesh bag. It didn’t have an opening like most other bags; it was stapled over with a brightly colored flap of plastic with the branding and nutrition labels on it. The human hadn’t opened up the bag yet, which usually meant something was entirely off limits to them. They couldn’t risk him suspecting anything. But if Chase could figure out how to undo just one of those staples, well, it would simply look like the bag had torn.

No suspicion, plenty of risk, and an incredibly good reward. It was the perfect mission. “Top that, baby sister,” he muttered as he strode over to the stapled part of the bag.

Their human was out for the day. He had a pretty good routine during the week. He had work, or maybe classes, that kept him out of the house all morning and into part of the afternoon. There was so much time to make this happen, and Chase dove into the task with a healthy amount of optimism.

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“Come on, you stupid…!” Chase muttered, straining at the mesh. He’d managed to free a couple inches or so from the stapled plastic flap. His hands ached from tugging on the thin plastic for so long, but he was so close. One more bit of that grid free of the staple and he’d probably be able to get one of those stupid oranges out.

“Eyes on the prize. Eyes on the prize.”

A bit more of the mesh slipped free, and Chase pumped both fists in the air. He wasn’t done with his task by half, but he couldn’t help the relief of getting past the hard part. Chase massaged his palms with his thumbs, but even that soreness couldn’t dampen his spirits.

Moments later, he ducked a bit to clamber into the mesh, watching his steps so as not to tangle his feet. Once he was in among the oranges, he scanned the pile for the smallest one he could easily see. They didn’t need too much, and besides he wanted to make the next task as easy as he could on himself.

The modest pile of fruit, altogether, was bigger than their house in the walls. Chase spotted one about halfway up the pile that could only be two inches across. Quite big to him still, but definitely simple enough to move, and an easy climb besides. Even with the mesh bag restricting some of his movement, he scrambled up to it fairly easily.

Giving it a shove, Chase discovered that it wasn’t as easy to move as he anticipated. He and Minnie had found themselves with a lot more strength than they’d ever expected relative to their size. If they were still human, they’d definitely be able to push furniture around a lot easier than anyone might expect out of a pair of petite siblings. Moving the oranges around shouldn’t be an issue.

This one was a little more stuck among its fellows than Chase anticipated. After setting his sights on it, though, he wasn’t about to take no for an answer. “Come on, Chase,” he muttered to himself. “Minnie’s face, shocked at your audacity. You can manage that.”

He gave the orange another shove, and it shifted. One shove more and it was free of the pile, spilling right towards the opening he’d worked so hard to make. It’d be perfect if it didn’t also come with a small avalanche of oranges that Chase couldn’t quite dodge. With a yelp, Chase tumbled to the countertop, plastic mesh beneath him and the inexorable weight of several tangerines on top of him. He could barely push himself up on his arms to survey the situation.

This sucked. It didn’t hurt, but Chase couldn’t really move. In front of him, the red mesh taunted him with how close he was to freedom. He glared at the orange he’d pushed free as if it had personally betrayed him rather than the simple force of gravity collecting on his hubris.

And then, just when Chase was about to think to himself that it could be worse, the apartment door opened.

“You gotta be shitting me,” Chase grumbled as the undeniable sound of their human coming home echoed from just the other room. Keys clattered onto the side table. A plastic bag of something dropped to the floor. The lock slid shut. All normal sounds that Chase did not want to hear while he was trapped in a mesh bag under a bunch of oranges.

He squirmed with renewed energy, shifting his legs to free them from under the fruit. He didn’t have a lot of time. Glancing back, he managed to maneuver himself in a way to get mostly unstuck. He wriggled free, tiny inch by tiny inch, until his back was pressed into the mesh and his legs were no longer weighed down at last.

Hell yeah! He thought to himself. With that optimistic thought ringing in his head, he glanced over his shoulder.

And found a tall human standing in the kitchen doorway, staring right at him.

#gtjuly #gtjuly2023 #mywriting #chase lisong #borrower!chase #giant tiny #gt #g/t #borrowers #caught #trapped #giant food

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Stan culture is not sustainable lol so toxic is fucking crazy. I see some battles online. Some just trolls and racist and fairly get backlash but some people really think that z not attractive or average actress. stans not normal, attack everyone who not agree with them lol like a herd of stupid sheeps, it's free worlds everyone have opinion, bulling not a way

Smh.... 🤦🏾‍♀️

Honestly anon? I've been kind of avoiding Twitter,Tumblr, and most online social media for a couple of days. I'm trying to avoid Dune Part 2 spoilers like a person running in a mine field lol 😅🤣

With that said, I assume these comments you're seeing online are due to Z being in "Dune Part 2"?

While opinions on attractiveness and acting talent can definitely vary greatly from person to person, I don't like it when I get the feeling that certain people are only saying these types of things BECAUSE Zendaya is a talented, woman of color working in the industry. I don't care if everyone doesn't find Zendaya attractive. I don't really care what other people think tbh. But when I get the feeling that someone's views and opinions are based on deep-seated racism, colorism, or any other xenophobic reason, THAT is when I have an issue. 🤨 I don't like that at all.

It's really sad what some people say about others online.... I had to avoid Twitter during TLM press, because EVERY single time the film was being discussed online, there was some weirdo in the comments section (GROWN men and women mind you!) complaining that Ariel in a KID's movie wasn't a white, fire-engine red-headed woman. 😒🙄

For SOME reason, they had an issue with a mermaid (a fictional character btw!) being black. 🙄

The same thing with Zendaya.... For SOME reason, her being black biracial really bothers some people. People need to get used to it. Zendaya is here to stay.

Just let these idiots talk their trash on their keyboards. They will eventually look foolish. I always say that people will let their work speak for themselves. Don't worry Anon, Zendaya's work will continue to speak for itself. If some people have an issue with her, then they can just simply ignore her work. Plain and simple! WE on the other hand, will continue to enjoy her work and her as a person. 🥰

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Mrs Fletcher | Prof!Eve Fletcher x Fem!Reader

A/N: I've finally completed it! I deeply apologize for the delay. Please let me know if you spot any grammatical errors or typos!

Words: 1166

SFW, Implied NSFW

Chapter Two

You woke up to your alarm buzzing, not even remembering when you had fallen asleep in the first place. You do, however, remember that dream you had with Eve. You felt disgraceful to have even let your brain imagine such things without reason.

You groaned, rolling out of bed as you did NOT feel like getting up today. It's still only the middle of the week!

You lazily washed up in the bathroom, before throwing on something from your closet and grabbing your bag. You were hoping today would go smoothly, and you wouldn't have to deal with any general bullshit from entitled professors.

Not even five minutes since you got in, you were dealing with bullshit from entitled professors. Her name was Miss Evanora, and it was like a tradition to find something to complain about on students' papers, simply because she enjoyed causing them problems.

"Miss L/N, why did you put your name on the right? As I've specified thousands of times, I want your name on the left, and the date on the right! She complained, after stopping you in the hallway and shoving the paper in your face.

You tried not to roll your eyes, "I apologize." You took out a pen, scribbling on the paper in front of you and switching the name and date around. She would also complain about scribbles being on the paper, but you went your own way before she had the chance to say anything.

Eve glanced up from her coffee cup as she was standing in the hallway, just so happening to overhear the conversation. She spoke up when she saw you walking past. "Don't pay too much attention to her," she said, making you jump.

You looked up at her, "She does similar things in the office, too." She added.

You blinked, why she talking about her co-workers to a student?

"I'll keep that in mind, professor." You chuckled and nodded before walking away.

OH GOD.

'She's so mesmerizing! I could honestly listen to her talk and look into her eyes forever!' You thought, how cheesy.

You spent the rest of the day in your classes daydreaming, about the way your teacher looks at you when she talks to you, or the way she grins when listening to you.

Little did you know, Eve also felt the same way about you. It wasn't a crush, of course, that would be despicable, but she always smiled to herself when she would see you doing simple things, such as smiling at your phone or being plain stupid with your friends.

But being who she is with her internet porn addiction, she let's her curiosity take over her and looks up some videos featuring fake teachers and students when she got home later that day.

So that's how she found herself, laying on her bed, the covers up to her waist and her laptop on her thighs, as she scrolled through the Teacher-Student category online. She wasn't really thinking anything dirty at the moment, like always she was just curious, finally letting herself go and explore as she thought she wasn't allowed for so long.

You on the other hand, sat in your dorm room looking at the photo taken of you and Eve yesterday, with the facial expression of a complete idiot.

'So embarrassing...' You thought, 'How many people saw us?! But holy shit that was so sweet of her...'

You smiled like a lovesick teenager, but the difference was you didn't like her, you just... admired her, would be the right word.

You continued scrolling through your phone, when your door knocked.

"Yeah?" You asked, approaching the handle.

"It's me," You heard a voice,

"Who's me?" You asked again.

"You don't know your best friends voice by now?"

You opened the door for him, and he grinned at you, opening his bag and showing two bottles of wine.

You sighed, "come on then Steve." Moving aside to let him in.

He skipped over to your bed and threw the bag on, surprisingly not smashing anything, as he sat down and immediately cracked one open.

"Uhm, what's the occasion?" You watched him as he drank straight from the bottle.

He shrugged, "I figured we could take a break, from everything... Uni can be stressful." He said before chucking over the other bottle to you.

"Christ, be careful!" You gasped, catching the bottle in your hands. "If I hadn't caught that, you'd be cleaning the mess up."

Steve scoffed, "Come on, I threw it across the bed! Even if it fell, it would just fall onto the sheets!"

You popped open your bottle, and started sipping on it, watching your friend drink it a lot faster. "Slow down, I don't want you getting drunk already!"

He simply laughed at you "I won't, don't worry!" He grinned.

Meanwhile, Eve had gotten bored, and had decided to call up her coworker, Amanda, for a drink.

Amanda worked part time at the same university as Eve, since the Senior Home she works full time at was starting to pay less, due to the fact that they were loosing business.

The past between the two of them was mostly forgotten, said past being a few hookups. Despite everything, they had decided to just remain friends, and go their own ways with romance.

"So, anything fancy going on in your life?" Amanda asked Eve, sipping on her wine.

"Well, you know, the usual, breaking up fights in the hallways, grading papers, nothing new. Your life at the Senior Home is probably more interesting than mine." She replied.

Amanda scoffed, "You break up fights, I clean up old people shit. What's better?" She laughed.

Eve smiled before speaking up. "Have you ever felt... Weird about one of your clients or coworkers?" She asked her friend hesitantly.

Amanda thought for a moment, "Apart from what was going on between us, I don't think anything else has really happened. Why do you ask?" She smirked.

"You know... Favoring my students..." Eve mumbled, while Amanda almost choked on her drink.

"You have a crush on your student?!" She exclaimed.

Eve gasped, "No, no! She's just, different from the others in my classes. I can't be attracted to a student, that's not allowed!"

Amanda cleared her throat, "Status wise, it may be illegal, age wise, it's not. Everyone in that school is at least nineteen by now."

Eve shrugged, looking away thoughtfully. "I think she's in her early twenties... Either way, I don't like like her, she's just a very capable student."

Amanda looked at her before nodding, "Well alright then."

In the meantime, you were feeling quite tipsy with Steve, laughing at really stupid things, and blurting out weird remarks.

"You know, I think I have a crush on my teacher!" You laughed.

"I know! Took you long enough to realize!" Steve replied, swaying as he smacked your shoulder.

You cackled, "I finally said it!" You cheered.

Maybe you regretted taking that wine.

#agatha harkness #wandavision #agnes wandavision #eve fletcher #mrs fletcher #kathryn hahn #agatha x reader

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chidoroki · 8 months

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182 Days of TPN - Day 168

Chapter 168: "Dad"

I know this is the same room Isabella & Peter were seen having their discussion in back during ch165, but to just have two plain chairs in such a large, empty room seems so extra. Regardless of that, I do like the panel of the trio here, even though they're surprised to find no one here due to the fake footage Peter fooled Vincent with that lead them there.

Dunno how all the kiddos are hearing Peter's message since the teams seem to only have one person with a communication device but whatever. Perhaps he's speaking loud enough for everyone to hear.

Although I have a hard time believing the Ratri men were able to tie up the Adam clones without a fight, I guess anyone will yield once you hold them at gunpoint. Also, the absence of Hayato in this panel is a nice hint to his role next chapter.

While the demon guards don't cause much of a problem during the rest of the story, it still would've been better if the kids killed them off instead of put them to sleep. I get that they didn't wanna kill if they didn't have to, but it would've been one less thing to worry about. Hearing about Sonju & Mujika's execution definitely adds to the stress. Not as much as their deaths could have, but we're thankful Peter was stupid enough to actually wait three days.

Along with all the citizens who drank the evil blood being killed, the Ratri clan and the higher-up demons taking control of the government, let's add the plan to assemble a ton of new Lambda farm into the mix as well. Talk about a big time panic. The premium farms don't sound so bad now huh?

Oh Vincent, you dunno these kids as well as you thought if you honestly believe they would shoot the adults in front of them. Emma, Ray, Don & Gillian couldn't manage to fire a shot at Andrew back when he held Dominic & Alicia hostage after the shelter raid. You're best bet would've been Oliver. This goes back to that old post of mine wondering who, among the kids, would be able to shoot at another human, but I still believe Ray could manage it, if only as a last resort.

The thought of Norman firing at another person was always a toss up for me though. Of course he showed no mercy towards demons during this WM phase, so even with the clear difference between demon and human, I wouldn't have been completely surprised if that cold persona of his came back with a vengeance once he heard Vincent get shot. Peter's been a thorn in Norman side ever since Lambda, so having this bastard personally hurt one of his friends just adds fuel to the fire. Norman (& Ray) did often mention taking down Isabella & Krone back during their GF days if they wanted to escape successfully, so they have level of brutality, it's just been real lowkey. Thankfully none of the children need to get blood on their hands. They've suffered enough already.

Please never say those words with your mouth. No one in this world considers you as that.

Hell yeah Oliver, let him know what's up!! I love that he, Zack & Gillian feel so strongly about the word "dad" because of the relationship they had with Lucas. The same can be said about Ayshe & her father but I can ramble more about all that next chapter.

Favorite panel/moment:

If you've been around me for a while, then you already know how damn hilarious this panel of Norman is to me.

I mean, in context, it's pretty serious, but thanks to a silly edit I've made years ago, I can't look at this panel anymore and not laugh like an idiot. So, now's the perfect time to upgrade it from a noticeable bad edit I made in the car on my phone once upon a time to something more worthy to use every time I lose my mind.

#the promised neverland #tpn manga #182daysoftpn #chidoroki used chatter

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pretty sure people forget mike is 14. And has truama.

like, guys he threw himself off a cliff at the age of 11-12 and sure he can be a as asshole at times but guys. It’s not always him.

I love will, but he didn’t seem to try to contact him either. Mike tried a lot, which is implied when he says something about the Byers’s phone line always being used due to Joyce’s new job, it isn’t implied that will tried to reach amount to mike at ALL. So will is blaming mike for everything, and that seems unfair. Making BOTH of them assholes. aww couple goals

In another way the argument mike and el were having wasn’t just him. The breakup in season 3 also shows how sure, mike was really being stupid that season. But not the whole time. It was his first breakup too, it was el’s as well. But el legit spied on him, and eavesdropped, AND invaded HIS personal space.

Guys. I know the ramble is kinda a clump of alot of others but I need to say it.

you guys make ALOT and I mean ALOT of trauma revolving around Steve.

Guys. A bunch of people are literally like “mike is so rude and such an idiot I hate him” or smth.

STEVE used to be that too. Remember season 1 and 2 where he was wack? Let’s reflect here. Steve used to be a BULLY. redeemed, which is why we love Stevie boy, so Mike can have that redemption too.

I saw this one post saying that someone ranked Billy higher than mike character wise. WHAT THE HECK. GUYS

I HONESTLY DONT KNOW WHY you guys think he’s misunderstood. Which he is partly, but he’s racist, abusive, a player, and just plain on horrible! Mike is stupid but isn’t worse than Billy.

#mike wheeler protection squad #mike wheeler #byler #kicking and screaming #protect mike wheeler #stranger things #lol #mike wheeler defense squad #ITS TWO SIDED #rambles #ramblings

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Hello Emptyhalf! Do you have a name? Or should we just call you Emptyhalf? I have a request which is Max going back to racing and Lando supporting him, please

i do it is cassian. me 🤝 lando accidental star wars naming. (it means hollow)

this is nearly angst, by my standards

It's not that he doesn't want anyone to know. He is going to tell people - he's gonna do a stream or something, afterwards. Look at the highlights, talk about what it was like to go back. If it, y'know, goes well.

Max is trying very hard not to curse things by thinking about what he'll do if it doesn't. The urge not to stream would be very strong but maybe. That shouldn't be how it is this time. He wants to think if he's dogshit and a second off he'll do something fun and talk about how getting back in the wagon was a challenge and maybe get Ria or someone to join him on stream so he's not just chatting by himself and it'd be alright.

If it goes wrong, he can laugh it off. He can go back to what he was doing or even try again and maybe it'll go right or maybe that'll be the message he needs that-

His mind shuts like a shark's jaws on the words could be the end of him racing. It's not even thinkable.

And ok, yes, he didn't tell Lando but Lando's busy and Max sorted this out for himself. Well, Veloce helped him, obviously but he didn't get it via Lando, it's not about anything to do with that. And it's just touring cars, might only be one weekend if he can't get it together so no one really needs to know anything about it.

He could renew his race license on his own, except it turns out Callum sorted that for him. And then there's a little - it's not a Veloce team but on the day, there's a bunch of them there.

They're all ex-drivers. He doesn't like to think about whether they find him relatable or enviable, still in that maybe zone.

He's not used to the car, hasn't had any testing time. Tries to keep out the way, most of all, in practice; if F3 had seemed like the wild west at times, with thirty idiots screaming round Spa then twenty tin tops round Oulton, at barely two thirds of the track length, is Arkham Asylum or something.

The little Honda hums under his fingers and feet, though. He can smell tyre smoke as he hangs onto it round a corner, feel the drop in his stomach on the straights and if it's nowhere near single seaters then that doesn't matter, it's still racing.

He's not 100% sure what he's doing, in race one. Down to where he's even trying to go to or from, relieved to still be in a support paddock before the main BTCC boys and girls go out but it's still all unfamiliar. Watching the GB4 race feels odd, wondering how many of them will make it much further up the ladder.

The race suit he's got on is pretty much sponsor-free. There's a Veloce management logo, the team and his name. Plain grey, without time to do anything else but it's also reassuringly anonymous. If anyone's noticed an M. Fewtrell on the timing boards they haven't blown his Twitter or Instagram up about it.

He's in the points at the end of the first race. Which isn't - something curls, somewhere in his guts. Some old, hurt thing that wants to say something like oh now it all comes together or something stupid like that because obviously not. This is different, he's different.

This is where he's at. Not what he's good enough for. That's not how this works.

On the Sunday it's sunny, he feels good, chatting with his mechanics. They're relieved he hasn't binned the car, half the rest of the field up late at night stitching bodywork back together with cable ties and trying to force bent axles back into a line. He's, honestly, also relieved, just hopes he can keep it up.

There's a part of him that feels like he's still a racing driver, that might have been missing since before 2020.

The second race plays out all weird. There's tyre management, then there isn't and there's a safety car and his radio breaks, so he's so focussed on trying not to miss a yellow flag or throw it into the gravel he doesn't really clock where he's finished until he crosses the flag and realises it's third.

It. He's not embarrassed but this does mean people are going to have to see him. And logically, most of them won't know who he is so that's ok and anyway, he's got a podium so hell yes, they should see him but it's still. The old thing in his guts squirms like it's going to make him throw up.

Parc Ferme is different when you've got to get the cars back to - wherever and then take them all to. Max has literally no fucking idea what he's doing. Just accepts the hug from Big Rob, the mechanic who's the first to grab him out the car.

There's some gruff, Northern congratulations in his ear and he gets picked straight off his feet before Rob plonks him back down slightly too hard and says "'Ere, yeh've got a visiter," gesturing with his thumb.

Max peers round, assuming it's Callum - maybe trying to get a photo or something, Veloce like celebrating when anyone does something good even if it's disturbing to think about himself in the same breath as Jev.

It's not Callum. Callum would not wear thermals, a hoodie and a gigantic coat, it's fucking April for god's sake.

He's frozen. If the idea of being seen on the podium was kind of embarrassing then this is just straight up getting caught.

Lando hugs him anyway, hood up so probably no one can tell it's him. Hisses "Congratulations, bitch" before Max is whisked away to the podium.

In the car home Lando strokes his champagne-dank hair, both of them in the backseat while Theo's yelling at them not to start making out. (Max had wondered who Lando'd got to drive him for as long as it took him to get back to his garage)

Max can't look Lando in the face, even with his arm around him. It feels a bit like he's going to start crying if he tries to explain it, which would be even more cringe than it all already was.

Instead Lando smushes his somehow-cold nose onto Max's neck, limpets onto him and says "So I've been working on some more Quadrant helmet designs for you," tongue darting out of his mouth to lick the skin over Max's throat.

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K Reviews and Rants: Miraculous Ladybug Season 5! Episode 3

Once more, I arrive like a comet, and once more, I depart, having left a glimpse into the madness within my mind! As always, warnings for profanity.

Episode 3: Destruction

Okay, we get the first major scene, Marinette moping around... okay, I'll give props to Alya for seeing what Marinette would like with her tea, even if I'm still annoyed at what she did LAST episode. Really annoyed at how much they keep reiterating "how many powers Hawkm-sorry, MONARCH has," since it's not like it's any different from the fucking AKUMAS!!!

And now we get Monarch trying to demand Orikko give him the power of time travel (while ignoring that he can FUCKING AKUMATIZE HIMSELF AGAIN TO DO JUST THAT YOU HAVE ALREADY GIVEN PEOPLE TIME TRAVEL POWERS!!!), and we get a vague and unhelpful explanation about how Kwamis' powers are tied to concepts... which doesn't actually answer why in the world Orikko can't give him the power to travel through time, since AGAIN, Nooroo has given powers like that in the past, WE KNOW THAT HE HAS.

And now... we get Astruc's "that's not a power, that's a wish" BS. Just... this is idiotic. Tracking down someone else's source of power is VERY MUCH A POWER, it is not "a wish!!" Where in the fucking world is he drawing the lines in the sand with this!? This is nonsensical!! He's going out of his way to put as many needless roadblocks in Gabriel's way as possible, and when it is THIS OBVIOUS what someone is doing, it's just stupid.

See, yanking the villains' chain to force them to rethink their plans can work... BUT NOT WHEN YOU ARE VISIBLY MAKING UP THE RULES AS YOU GO ALONG!!!

Seriously, FUCK THIS SHIT Astruc! There is no coherent ruleset on display here, you are not TELLING us what the actual rules ARE, and making up exceptions and excuses at the drop of the hat! This is like that kid who always goes "you missed" in a game of pretend and will keep coming up with reasons WHY you missed, no matter how obvious he's cheating to always win he is. IOTA's blog is very well-named if Thomas thinks THIS is good writing. GOD DAMMIT does this piss me off!!

Heck, like I said, WE KNOW THE BUTTERFLY CAN GIVE TIME TRAVEL POWERS, so not only is Orikko's claims suspect, HAWKMOTH HAS ENDED UP FORGETTING HIS ACTUAL POWERS!!!

Like, I know "forgot about his powers" has its place as a trope... but this is transparently BS.

Yeah... this is all just stupidity on so many levels. And we also have another case of why the "can't infringe on another Kwami's concept" line is BS. Hawkmoth literally gave Copycat a one-to-one replica of Chat Noir's Cataclysm without any kind of issues AT ALL.

And now, we get a scene of the Kwami chanting "meanie" over and over again at Gabriel... and these things are meant to represent ancient miniature deities. Riiiiiggghhhttt. Like, is this meant to appeal to the target demographic? Because... dude, Thomas, this is just plain stupid. I have no other words beyond "you are making the ancient GODS act like five year olds." Uuuggghhh...

And... apparently Marinette is still considered their holder... why? Like, what kind of BS is this?? What is the significance of being a holder?? We got a single scene ONCE in Season 2 of Gabriel "renouncing his contract with Nooroo," but this has never once been shown to have any serious significance before. Also, why would MARINETTE be considered their holder!? She's barely used ANY OF THEM AT ALL IN BATTLE OR IN GENERAL!!!

Okay, Gabriel apparently had a good idea (for once) in asking the Kwami "where does Ladybug LIVE," which is honestly a pretty good loophole... IF I WERE NOT STILL PISSED OFF AT THE RULES-LAWYERING PRIOR TO THAT. And the best answer he gets is something to do about following the scent of crescent rolls, which is also a fairly decent loophole... but I have a bad feeling about where this stupidity is going to end.

And... we get Hawkmo-sorry, "Monarch" In Marinette's bedroom. Nothing creepy about that, no siree bob! And... apparently this is the first step in some deeper, longer plot Marinette set-up. UUGGGGHHH!!! Gabe... you explicitly asked them "where does LADYBUG live," and going by how the magic literally makes you able to forcibly prevent the Kwamis from making sounds, they SHOULD NOT BE ABLE TO LIE TO YOU, so I'm pretty sure you should be able to figure out Marinette is Ladybug, after all, YOU FOUND OUT IT WAS HER IN TWO SEPARATE TIMELINES BASED ON A SINGLE LINE FROM YOUR SON!!!

And a scene of Marinette's clumsiness... I haven't commented on this yet, but the way they portray her clumsiness makes me cringe because of just how... overexaggerated it tends to be.

See, Thomas... a way this fiasco could've worked better would be if you applied "Lex Luthor rules" to this situation; have Gabriel be able to REALIZE Marinette is Ladybug... and then discard it because his own biases can't imagine his sworn enemy living such a mundane, humble life. THAT would make this massive pileup of plot contrivance SO MUCH MORE TOLERABLE.

And now we get confirmation the Kwami are lying through their teeth to Monarch. Which makes all this plot contrivance EVEN WORSE because it makes me question why in the world he was able to bully answers out of Nooroo. Again, WHY THE FUCK HAS THIS SHOW NEVER DEFINED WHAT A HOLDER IS!? If they had, I'm pretty sure ninety percent of my headache over this episode would be fucking GONE already.

And Marinette going on a rambling rant about her insecurities... really not the time and place. Also, not gonna lie, I like the subtle emphasis Monarch gave "Voyage." Also, how is the ice rink guy not freaking out over the LITERAL SUPERVILLAIN in front of him? You know what, not gonna think about this, the entire thing has been contrivance after contrivance since it started, THAT bit of "no survival skills" is honestly low on the ladder.

And now... we get Monarch captured by Ladybug with Chat Noir posing as a statue... I'm gonna be even blunter than normal, what the fuck is even the point of this colossal ruse!? Seriously, this entire fiasco would've been more interesting if the scavenger hunt was REAL, but we already know it isn't because like FUCK the Kwami don't know where Marinette lives. Seriously, all this, just to get him into position to get Monarch, despite knowing all the places he's going to go on the hunt!? Like, they couldn't have put up an ambush earlier down the line, or, I dunno, at least put up the illusion of chasing him to make him think he's on the right trail!? And I can't remember, but isn't their really a statue of Chat Noir alongside the Ladybug statue? Then how was Chat able to take its place? Heck, this ENTIRE SET UP seems reliant on Chat being able to find out that Monarch is following the hunt and getting into position, since without him around, THEY CANNOT THREATEN HAWKMOTH USING THE CATACLYSM. Dear god is this fiasco poorly thought out, repress repress repress...!!!

They also try and pull a "the Kwami had no choice...!" despite all the plot contrivance they baked into this stupidity. Also, did Marinette REALLY leave her address, sticking out of PUBLIC STATUE!? Granted, she could always replace it, but why the FUCK wouldn't one of the janitorial staff thrown it away!? Just... just gotta move on...

Also, why in the world are they not taking all the Miraculouses right now, when they captured him?? They don't NEED HIM TO DETRANSFORM!! Seriously, they have FIRST HAND EXPERIENCE that it will happen automatically as soon as they take it off, so why did they waste so much time explaining how they set all this up!? Like, this is basically them wasting time when they have the villain LITERALLY HELPLESS!!! And then... Hawkmoth throws himself on the Cataclysm. Like... props for being hardcore, I guess. Though I do agree with Chat Noir, IS HE NUTS!? Seriously, Thomas, I must reiterate, WHAT ABOUT THIS GUY IS SUPPOSED TO BE SYMPATHETIC!?

And when Hawkmoth uses Kaalki (seriously WHY DID THEY NOT GRAB THE MIRACULOUS THAT LETS HIM RUN AWAY FIRST!?) to escape, we get a scene of the Kwami being sucked away... I... I honestly do not remember if that's how that is supposed to work, because I distinctly remember a sick Tikki being able to be moved quite a decent distance from Marinette when she got mistaken as a toy by Chloe in Season 1, so why did they all get sucked away with him??

And Thomas, if you are gonna pull another "Marinette must always make a mistake" card moment for this BS... check. Your fucking. PRIVILEGE. Sorry if that doesn't make sense, but every time, EVERY FUCKING TIME We get stupidity like this, it feels like Thomas rips out that card as a "get out of criticism free" moment, and gloats about how genius he is. This is just idiotic on every level.

Okay, and now we get the obligatory "what have I done/We failed moment" with the heroes. And Chat's being torn up over having Cataclysmed Hawkmoth, which I would say is a good thing... if I didn't know what was coming later on.

But him going "he must be in so much pain." It feels OFF on every level.

And now we get the breakdown of Marinette's plan... and it is still incredibly contrived since, AGAIN, it relies on the idea that the Kwami CAN lie to Hawkmoth, which undermines a lot of threat factor by making him have so little control over their actions. It's the fiasco with Queen Bee at the end of Miracle Queen all over again; like, Hawk Moth STOLE the Kwamis, and can com

mand them easily... but when Chloe tried it, they could just... tell her no? There is no consistency here. Like I said before, this would honestly make a better plot if it actually WAS a scavenger hunt for the Kwami to get back home, and Marinette had to scramble to lay a trap for him.

Like, so much of this is Marinette acting like a chessmaster... and it falls flat on its face because of how much contrived BS is baked into the REASON Hawkmoth had to stumble ass-backwards into this shitty trap!!

I just... I don't GET THIS. If they had taken time to set up how much will and independence Kwamis actually have with their wielders, defined what even a holder IS and what it means in terms of Kwamis, MAYBE this wouldn't be such a fiasco. But given this starts point blank with them adding a bunch of poorly defined qualifiers onto how the Rooster Miraculous WORKS as well as Hawkmoth FORGETTING HOW VERSATILE HIS OWN FUCKING POWER IS... yes, this is shit.

And we get into the home stretch, Marinette is upset about how she failed, which is good. She honestly NEEDS genuine failures, REAL setbacks. And by "genuine" and "real" I mean ones that are actually the result of her fucking up. Even SUPERMAN fails sometimes, so why in the world would Marinette be an exception!? Yet... rather than consoling Marinette that she can do better next time, and that this showed how well she can plan strategically in the long term rather than just spontaneously... instead she basically writes off how much of this contrived fiasco had to go off PERFECTLY and involve Hawkmoth playing right into their hands, the numerous plot contrived BS forcing him into that situation in the first place, AND the fact that Marinette and Adrien accomplished NONE OF THEIR ACTUAL FUCKING GOALS, to say that this plan was a success and that Marinette's an amazing superhero. I'm sorry, but sometimes a hero doesn't need a boost to their self-esteem, they need reassurance that a failure doesn't define them. Alya, you fucked up right here, and Thomas, the fact that you aren't even acknowledging how the heroes failed to retrieve EVEN A SINGLE FUCKING MIRACULOUS just shows how contrived this BS plot really is.

All that's left is Gabriel turning the Miraculouses into Rings, AKA the advent of the stupidest fucking costume in the show. I'll admit, while his "original" Look as Monarch wasn't the best, at least they put some FUCKING EFFORT into it. I even liked the stained-glass look. But what's coming? Blech.

Oh, and the stupid as hell all white suit. Seriously dude, you DID NOT NEED THE SUIT. Just making your old suit fit tighter would've concealed the cataclysm injury just as fine. NOW it's over.

#miraculous ladybug #mlb season 5 spoilers #mlb season 5 salt #mlb writing critical #mlb writing salt

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Fandom song animatic tournament: Bracket 2 Side A

The Religion of Loneliness (Lonely Religion) - Syudou

Lyrics Provided by the Vocaloid Lyrics Fandom Wiki

アタシ決して不幸じゃないしそれに気づけない程の馬鹿じゃないイヤイヤでも心に栓をすりゃ地味な痛みや苦味も分からない

English Lyrics:

"I’m not even a little bit unhappy I’m not so much of an idiot that I wouldn’t even notice that No, no, if you bottle up your feelings, you won’t come to understand those plain pains or bitterness"

Ikanaide (Don't Go) - Soraru and Mafumafu

Lyrics Provided by the Vocaloid Lyrics Fandom Wiki

最終便　きみは乗る　ぼくを置いてってはしりだす　ゆっくりと　地面がずれていく泣いちゃだめ　泣いちゃだめでもホントは言いたいよ「いかないで」

English Lyrics:

"On the last train, you board, leaving me behind, It departs on, slowly, and the ground slides away. Don't cry, just don't cry, But the truth is, I want to say it out loud, 'Don't go' "

Remember that we're voting on how Iconic they are for ANIMATICS, not for the song itself. In order to make things fair, the tone and mood of the song should not affect how iconic it is (for example, a serious song should not be considered more iconic than a joke song just because it's serious)

Propaganda and animatic links of the songs under the cut:

The Religion of Loneliness (Lonely Religion) - Syudou

Propaganda:

"Not lonely at all! Even though I get that, this hunger for love won’t disappear I want to be fooled by you! I really want to be fooled by you!"

Animatics with the song:

The Magnus Archives

The Owl House

TGCF

DSMP Wilbur Animatic

Cinder Fall Animatic

Ikanaide (Don't Go) - Soraru and Mafumafu

Propaganda:

Looking it up there are so many videos but honestly I made one for homework in my COLLEGE CLASS and my professor REALLY wanted me to show it to my class during critique even though homework was NEVER shown for critique and my entire college class had to see my stupid frame of Ingo from POKEMON stretched out cause i made it at 2am and just wanted to go to bed and i am forever scarred also there's a really pretty undertale one I really like okay bye.

Animatics with the song:

Steven Universe Spinel Animatic

SVSSS Bingqiu Animatic

Toilet-Bound Hanako Kun

OMORI

Kimetsu No Yaiba Rengoku Animatic

Please be cautious and read the title, description and warning cards on the animatic videos if you decide to watch them. If you've got specific triggers I'd recommend even more caution when watching animatics of fandoms you don't know, since sometimes canon-typical themes don't get warnings.

Please keep in mind that I don't know all the media and fandoms of the animatics provided as examples and I don't have the time (nor the will) to research them all. Don't come into my notes or my ask box complaining about them being included, I will simply block you. If a ship animatic included is about an adult and a minor, do tell me and I'll take it out of the post

ALSO keep in mind that I don't know all the artists submitted; in fact, even if I do know them I do not know absolutely nothing about them as people (I do not have twitter nor tiktok) and I could not POSSIBLY have the time to research ALL of the artists' controversies and what came of them so PLEASE don't flood my inbox with the artists' entire crime list.

#fandom animatic tournament #tumblr poll #tumblr tournament #tumblr tourney

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yes theres no doubt a large disparity esp on here when other communities outnumber this one in size. I mean to say the new wave over-saturates this behavior, when they all share the common mindset of "at least my guy is not as bad as that one" they conform to putting a controversy in the back of their mind because they never expect their guy to be subject to that limelight or little things that get dream lambasted for because they take part in it. Making sure their punching bag stays as that only punching bag. And seeing it happen to them is such a foreign thing to experience, so they have find ways to cope with it even if it means to drag a name that has nothing to do with the situation. It's my thought process at least that the critical thinking the general community adheres to will always be based on bias and malicious take-downs to make themselves seem better to a wider range beyond theirs. Its so naturally performative too, their statements have like a veneer of snarkiness to it that you can clock right away. Using "she didn't say anyone so we shouldn't speculate" and ignoring the deliberate details she dropped, makes empathy look like a smoke screen to deny or not talk about the person who everyone knows is in plain sight. I understand its a sensitive subject to most people but seeing the evidence of her spoken word be accused of being associated with leak stuff in order to blame something other than their guy is so disgusting. So thats why in this situation, seeing the stark differences as an observer, I can't help but laugh too otherwise I would go mad.

i'd say in my personal experience, older fans tend to be even worse about the "my guy is a good guy and better than dream" rhetoric specifically bc they cling to their experience in choosing "the right side" as giving them a moral high ground. a lot of said people are specifically even invoking dream's name in terms of decision-making in this situation, basically saying "ohhh this situation isn't like the dream situation, if it was like that then obviously i would've dropped him" or on the flip side being like "we can't be like dream fans, guys, we have to Drop Him and call him an awful inhuman monster #fuckmen" etcetera whatever. obviously there are plenty of problems with newer fans as well but i've seen pleeeenty of people acting in stupid ways who were specifically here for the allegations against dream in 2022 (including something i saw earlier which made me laugh a little bit - someone going "look i cant support abusers i used to be a dream fan but then the allegations dropped and i stopped supporting him because i didn't want to look bad :( i dont support will gold anymore but i will continue to draw wilbur soot" like ???? okay) - i feel like new fans are more of an issue bc they take this attitude from older fans and parrot and amplify it, but honestly i wouldn't really say new fans are the root of the issue (though obviously their lack of supporting a Bad Guy in the past factors into their superiority complexes in the present)

while there have been quite a few idiots making this situation about dream (some people outright accusing dream, though honestly i think those people were just trying to deflect the situation onto their favorite punching bag rather than making an actual accusation - and a lot more people bringing up the dream situation specifically to soothe their own complicated feelings because Obviously they care about victims and Obviously they care about holding Bad People accountable) - i feel like the majority of what i've seen from people other than the copium is just a lot of people going all :( support shelby #believevictims don't speculate, which is. wow. crazy to me as well to consider it leak to ... talk about literally publicly available information? like leaktwt is when you listen to music lyrics now i fucking guess.

you really, really do have to laugh, honestly. i didn't know what to expect from this situation but my god, i did NOT think it'd be this bad

#the askers #abuse

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tell me about your fave yen relationships (platonic or romantic!)

Honestly this is another one of those questions where my answer is just “all of them” Yennefer has a really unique way of interacting with the people around her and I love those dynamics so much because a lot of it puts a great twist on relationship tropes that we’re all familiar with.

For starters I am and will always be a Yenralt supremacist. They are LITERALLY destined for eachother.

It’s love at first sight, which is a trope I actually religiously hate, but the way it’s written is just really refreshing, because the only one who’s smitten is Geralt’s stupid ass, Yennefer just wanted her damn apple juice. She spends the entirety of their first meeting being either sarcastic or just plain angry, she entertains Geralt for the sake of knowledge and then enchants him to get revenge on the townsfolk who wronged her. And the whole time Geralt is just like “what a woman 😩”

After that they have a really tender on and off yo-yo kind of relationship, which I can’t help but love because I am a traumatized idiot and if I’m not devastated and ruined by the end of it I don’t wan’t it. But yeah they end up agreeing that what binds them is destiny and what they owe each is “nothing less nothing more” and decide to momentarily go their separate ways to avoid hurting eachother further. This is one of the moments where I wish I could quote the book specifically because their whole conversation is much better than I could ever explain it (I first read this book in my native language and I don’t think I can translate it properly as it is)

After that whole thing they ofc slowly come back to eachother and end up re-bonding in a much more genuine and healthy way over their common love of Ciri which!

Yennefers relationship with Ciri is absolutely amazing. Yen spends FOREVER trying to find a means of regaining her fertility because having that choice taken from her is one of the things she has the biggest internal struggle with (again the theme with autonomy, I really love the witcher for this) and at first she’s (at least pretending to be) really upset with having to spend time with her at all as she generally doesn’t think teaching magic is worth her time, but they slowly get to know eachother over the course of it where Yennefer is extremely loving (in her own way) and seems to be genuinely proud of Ciri for her accomplishments.

She eventually comes to love Ciri as a daughter, which some might argue is a bad trope of female characters only having “maternal instinct” as a motivator, but I actually think it’s quite the opposite! Yennefers wish to have a baby is never about having the baby she doesn’t crave maternity, she just wants her choice back. And her bond with Ciri isn’t rushed in any way quite the contrary in fact, she takes her damn sweet time before she takes up ANY kind of “motherly” role whatsoever.

Having Ciri under her wing also lets her learn that all the sacrifice she’s made might finally be worth something as she learns to trust the people around her trough her adopted snotty brat.

I also do like her relationship with dandelion, simply because the two have such a comical relationship of “I hate you so much I’m going to protect you” and that’s just mutual between them. She burnt a man’s face for the dumb bards sake and then immediately belittles him.

Love that for them.

I do also love her interactions with the other sorcerers/magicians because there is some resemblance of a family-like bond to them that she never really found in her biological family, it’s incredibly strained and she spends a hot second arguing with the others over everything and nothing, but it’s there nonetheless.

#the witcher #yennefer of vengerberg #geralt of rivia #the witcher books #witcher geralt #cirilla of cintra #witcher cirilla #yennefer #the witcher characters #the witcher dynamics #yenralt

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