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cybrpwup · 1 year
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ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ || ꜱᴏꜰᴛᴡɪʟʟʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
Softwilly x sunshine!reader !
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Warnings: none summary: Nick takes Y/n out for his video requested?: yes ! ↳ “sO WEVE ALL SEEN ISAAC X SUNSHINE READER RIGHT? (i think) BUT MIGHT I PROPOSE…..SOFTWILLY X SHNSHINE TEADER???!“
Y/n skipped ahead of the group, looking into every shop window they'd pass, 'ooh' and 'ahh' leaving her mouth as she did so.
Nick was constantly calling her back over to them when she wandered too far for his liking.
"Y/n, come here." He chuckled as he held out his hand. She was a dog and Nick was her leash, "Stay close."
She feigned a pouty face back at him, "you guys walk so slow." Her pout quickly turned to a smile as she stared at him, like his presence just made her happy.
A dreamlike haze clouded his head, and weakness overtook his limbs each time his eyes caught hers. Like many men, he did not think he had a specific type; he didn't consider himself picky in most situations. Women were women to him. if he could get with one that was good enough for him. But Y/n. Sweet, playfully, cheery Y/n, she was his type; she was everything he did not know he looked for in a woman. And it was... wow.
Therfore, Nick got extremely jealous of Isaac when Y/n stepped away from him to walk alongside him, getting lost in a conversation -- that could have been him standing shoulder to shoulder with Y/n. It was hard to be upset about it though as he watched her every movement; she was all giggly and bubbly and he adored it.
They finally ended up in a store and somehow Y/n had already gotten lost within the aisles, "How does she do that so fast...?" Larry commented as Nick began recording his journey to find his lost girlfriend.
On the way he spotted a bag and made a comment about how he wanted to buy it for Y/n.
She was found meandering an aisle where she was scanning the shelves of items from the bottom up, her eyes flickered over to meet Nick, flashing a smile.
A blush painted over Nick's face, and he could feel it too - how his face heated up at her smile.
"Come here," He grabbed her hand once again and lead her to the bag, pointing the camera at it then to her, "Do you like this?" He asked as she examined the bag, turning over the price tag and her eyes widened.
"Wow, almost $50 dollars for this tiny bag..."
"It's alright, let me buy you something." He reassured her, squeezing her hand.
She looked back at him, suddenly looking serious, "Nick. I know what I want."
"Okay, baby, what do you want?" a genuine smile took his lips behind the camera
"banana milk."
Nick faced her, a genuine, relaxed smile stretched across his face and he playfully rolled her eyes. He laughed, "we can't get banana milk."
It did not get the reaction he expected. Y/n's smile faltered, and for the first time in their interaction, her eyes dropped from his face. Pulling at the sleeves of the sweatshirt Nick let her borrow. She asked in a timid voice, "Why not?"
And god did it break his heart every time her smile went away.
"Well..." his voice became hesitant, "I mean we can't get it here. We'll have to go somewhere else for that."
That dammed smile of hers returned.
"Are you sure you don't want anything else for now?" Nick felt his face heat up again.
She nodded her head, this time her turn to lead him, "Let's go find the other's."
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"Just this, please." Y/n spoke, placing the container of banana milk on the counter in front of the cashier. She did this thing where she could make conversation with anyone, and so she did with the cashier.
Nick felt his heartstrings being struck with each word out of her mouth, and as his eyes focused on Y/n, he thought he'd never before felt so calm and confident. It was something he thought he'd never get used to.
"the others are waiting, say bye and let's go." He said lightheartedly, giving the lady behind the counter a smile as if to say 'sorry about her'
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Finally, back at home Nick was getting ready to wrap the recording up when Y/n yelled out, "Wait!"
She prompted the camera away from Nick and gave it to Issac to free his hands.
“Give me your hand."
“Okay.. what for?" He laughed as she took his hand
“Shush." She placed his palm right under her collarbone and used her hand to hold it there, applying pressure.
"Nick," She spoke, and you could tell by the way her nose scrunched she was holding back a laugh.
She searched his dark eyes for recognition.
"Y/n."
Smiling a wide and toothy smile, Nick brought himself out of any other thoughts he was having and to his wonderful girlfriend and that sense of peace that came when their eyes clicked. He let his hand be guided from the cool skin of her collarbone to her face
"Will you, Nick," She knelt down on the soft rug and took something from her pocket, clasping it between her hands, "make me the happiest girl alive and marry me?" She opened her hands to reveal a ring pop.
Gasps filled the room as Nick laughed, "Y/n, I would be honored." He held his hand out for her to slip the ring onto.
Nick pulled her to her feet and then into his lap. Holding on tight and with a kiss to her neck, he whispered, "I love you."
"I know." Y/n giggled, "And i really love you."
"You guys are so cheesy. its gross." Isaac sighed contented
Y/n grumbled, putting on a comically exaggerated pout, "you guys are always so mean."
Nick simply ignored them, just thinking about another afternoon on the sofa, cuddling his girlfriend.
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cloudster-clown · 7 months
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Thinking about pokemon au
I firmly belive that Tallulah's partner pokemon would be a fuecoco. My reasons being:
I'm pretty sure that fuecoco's evolution line is based on Mexican culture, mainly day of the dead. She is very proud and loves to share her culture so I thought she'll love fuecoco for that reason :D
This is to add onto my previous point kinda but most of her family has something death related going on. She also is someone who'll eventually become a guidance to the afterlife once she dies.
Fuecoco's final evolution, Skeledirge has a signature move where it just sings therfore music pokemon mmhmm yes.
This episode of a small animated series(you'll understand why once you watch it): https://youtu.be/G2JriFTDUWw?si=6GxJ94505InWbjkK
"wouldn't fuecoco burn down all of her flowers? D:" ok but think about an arc she has to go though that'll teach her patience. Teaching fuecoco to be more careful while she needs to be understanding and patient with it. It sounds like an interesting arc she'll have to go through.
Tbh this is a personal opinion of mine, feel free to disagree if ya want. Sprigatito would probably suit her more but eh idc
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digifandom · 8 months
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Okay this might be a hot take but, I don't think the Crest of Sincerity shouldn't exist. I like the dub crest of reliability for Joe and the sub crest of purity for Mimi. At least to me they seem to fit the characters better. Like compare the meanings and-
Joe/Jyou
Let's use the whole situation with Takeru and his Mom. With the Crest of Sincerity the meaning of that scene is that he keeps his promise to protect Takeru to Ms. Takashi, therfore showing he is sincere in his promise. (Which is great, it does read) Yet when you watch it in the context of the Crest of Reliability then the scene isn't just a promise being fulfilled (simplifying ofc). Joe's character gimic is literally being a constantly anxious person (again simplifying) so the scene has more impact (imo) to Joe as a character due to it showing that nature of "this person that I care for is in trouble, I have to help him" and therefore showing that someone who has a lot of anxiety/fears is still a reliable person. Someone who despite of himself will still do everything he can when it comes down to it, to me that has a bigger impact. Feel free to give your own opinions I'm also open to different interpretations.
There is a counter arguement to be made with the example of Joe and Yamato fighting together at the restaurant and that episode showing how "sincere" Jyou is by telling Yamato the whole truth of him not messing up on purpose, but 1 that episode is supposed to showcase Yamato's trait of friendship more so than Jyou's trait of sincerity (don't get me wrong it does do both but still), and 2 that episode read with the Crest of Reliability still reads really well, especially as a set up for who Jyou is. The episode shows things going wrong time and time again, Joe messing up (even tho it's not his fault) it shows that side of him that counter acts his giving trait of reliability but still shows the effort he puts into be reliable and once again shows his resolve to do everything he can for those he cares for via being squished by veggiemon for Yamato. The episode shows peaks of him being reliable while still keeping the trait buried in other things as it's not his and Gomamon's time.
Mimi
For our pink loving queen let's use the episode of her princess Era (ya know the one where she needs to sing but Taichi has to slap some sense into her before she does). It makes sense that this scene reads better, or more deep, with the perspective of Purity rather than Sincerity (the og is showcasing Purity afterall) In the Dub the Crest of Sincerity is used as Mimi (just as in the Joe sub) keeping true to her promise, and it admittedly (again imo) works much better than Joe keeping his promise. It works better only due to the build up of Mimi not aligning with her trait, but the Purity (imo) is still better. The Purity crest in this scene is used to represent that Mimi is a caring person that wishes the best for others but also incredibly (albeit unintentionally) selfish. Mimi is a character who wants to be treated like royalty and she can be very unaware of what her actions bring to others or that they are morally wrong in any slight way, but it makes sense for her character as she is like 10 and when she does realize the harmfulnes of her own actions she stops and tries to be better. Purity in this sense is a trait of betterment, Purity is NOT supposed to represent Mimi as a character with an unwavering moral compass that's perfectly aligned to good, instead it's meant to showcase her trait of Purity is the sense that she has a heavily wavering moral compass, one that leads her to make bad decisions at times but she then improves herself from her mistakes. Purity is (self)betterment rather than perfectly clear/good.
Counter argument: Mimi saving the people when she first get palesmon to digivolve into lillymon. It's easy to say this doesn't showcase either, or that it showcases her sincere want save people, or that it shows how pure she is by wanting to save everyone (especially her parents). So let me just justify my interpretation of the Crest of Purity representing betterment rather than being pure of heart (aka my explanation that's not the 3rd option I just gave). To keep this short, this scene is pay off of past (self)betterment and the gateway to more (self)betterment. The payoff comes from Mimi holding her ground rather than just encouraging everyone to run and get out, it's her acting (something that she's grown to do). The gateway of this scene is the fact that she is still doing this still protecting these people because of her family, she still hesitates to fight (until the very end of the series she hesitates to fight) but everytime she gets better she reacts faster she gains more confidence to do what she has come to believe is right, protecting others.
Iori/Cody
Okay I won't go into as much detail with Yolei/Miyako and Iori/Cody. But Cody is a bit difficult to really define but I still wanna say the Crest of Reliability fits him best. When Cody has to lie when he gets his digitama and is choosen to be Joe susesor it's easy to see how it's supposed to represent the in-between of the Crest of Sincerity, how it's okay to lie if necessary and that you can still be an honest (sincere) person. But read it withthe Crest of Reliability and that message is still there but another layer get added to it, Iori at that moment is doing what he can to save his friends and he pulls through despite his own hesitations it shows that responsibility within in that also helps his character as someone who always does what their told by their elders, he was taught to be honest and goes against those teachings for those he cares for. To me that developed who Iori is as a character a lot more.
Miyako/Yolei
I feel as if the execution of both crest was well down with her, to the point that if it weren't for her being the successor of Mimi I would probably be more on the Sincerity Crest side. The episode that stands out to me is surprisingly not when she gets her digitama of Sincerity/Purity it's when she gets dragged with Ken and Hikari to the dark ocean. Specifically when she slaps Hikari, that slap and the speech she gives to Hikari read so well with the Crest of Sincerity in mind, Yolei is being honest with Hikari, she's talking about her feelings she's unbashfully being herself and admitting what she wishes for, admits her jealous of Hikari. She's sincere and in ture she brings out Hikari's genuine emotions. I think this is the best use of the Crest of Sincerity and that the scene doesn't read as good when read with the trait of Purity in mind. It still reads well which is why I still think Yolei should have the Crest of Purity because it reads well with either and therefore dependent on what work for Mimi (as again she's suppose to be Mimi's successor) But just bc I like Sincerity better in this case doesn't mean I won't give my arguement for Purity.
The Crest of Purity in this same scene is weaker (imo) but it does still work, my point with Mimi is that Purity is suppose to represent (self)betterment and this scene can be argued to show that. The first step at fixing a problem is acknowledging it, this scene is Miyako out right admitting to everything that she sees wrong with herself and wants to change, it's her not necessarily asking for help from Hikari but telling Hikari "Hey I wish I wasn't as stubborn as I am and knew how to listen to others like you do" and in response Hikari points out that their is a good side to Yolei not being able to do that. This scene in this context is about (self)betterment but specifically the steps to it such as accepting the problem and understanding the positives that should stay but the negatives that do need work.
Now some of the scenes I talked about weren't scenes the characters crest were a big deal in. So ...
Why Think about the Crest in a situation that the character isn't actively using it?
The Crest that the digidestined have are meant to represent a trait they have (an arguable exception is made with Hikari's Crest of Light and Daisuke's Crest of Miracles but I have theories on that for another time) meaning in every scene you should be able to see the trait in each character or the character struggling with their trait. It shouldn't matter when if it's a trait that their suppose to represent at all times,
Taichi being scared because Courage is overcoming fear
Yamato pushing people away because he struggles with receiving the friendship of others (but giving it as much)
Mimi being selfish because it's something she needs to better
Takeru putting on a brave face because even if he doesn't have hope he refuses to let those around him lose hope
Sora holding someone back because she loves the so much and doesn't want them to be hurt
The whole point of the digidestined's crest is that they have these traits so deeply ingrained in their actions, yes their human and don't always adbid by them but even that is still present in their actions.
Lol sorry for the rant, feel free to drop your own opinions, at the end of the day it's just personal preference and interpretation, pls reblog so others can vote!
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Really important question. Do you think Eggsy and Jimmy fall into the "I can't sleep let's go for a drive/walk" in love category? I feel like Eggsy depending on his day at work would say yes and maybe bc I have a delulu soft spot for Jimmy if he's genuinely really devoted to his girl he'd do anything for her therfore say yes??
Taron would do 100% (or 95%-) and get some food on the way fs
That's a really good question.
I feel like Taron as himself would 100% be into going for a drive/walk and getting food along the way. I also feel like the food you'd get would be McDonald's or something like that. So yeah, totally agree with you on that.
With Eggsy, I do agree that depending on his day, he'd be into that but I also feel like he'd be down to get junk food anyway and cuddle either in bed or on the sofa while you both binge watched your fave movies and/or tv shows.
With Jimmy though, I feel like with him he wouldn't usually go for a drive/ walk unless he needed to clear his head, however, I do also feel like if going for drives/walks and getting food is something that brings you joy and makes you happy, he'd do it. Basically he'd be down to do anything that keeps you happy, whether it be trying something new in the bedroom, cooking together, cuddling, going shopping. You name it. If it makes you happy, he's happy to go along with it.
I don't know if that answers anything but yeah, I do definitely agree with you about Taron and Eggsy. It would be very interesting to know what Jimmy actually thinks about all that but that's kind of what I picture him to be like. All about keeping his girl happy, whatever that looks like.
P.S: Sorry for any grammatical errors and other spelling mistakes. I'm very tired today, lol.
Also, If you have any other questions or thoughts you want to share, I'm totally open to listening to them. This was fun and gave me something to think about. Thank you❤️
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skepticalarrie · 1 year
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Yes, I do watch Larry videos for joy and for comfort. But still, sometimes I feel so sorry for them, that all this smirks, longing looks and secret touches where caught on camera. Especially in the early years, when they appear so pure and therfore so vulnerable. Those interactions where not meant for the public eye. I think it has been Niall who once said in an interview that they forget the cameras around them bevause they are so used to them. Am I the only one with this conflict?
I understand where you're coming from, absolutely. There was a time when I questioned myself a lot about whether we should really keep looking and sharing those moments because I totally agree there's a big level of intimacy there, especially when they were very young, that I don't think they fully realised how much they were exposing themselves and their relationship at the time. But after so much signalling and assurance from their side through the years, I understood it was something they were proud of and not vulnerability. As for feeling sorry for them, this is always a feeling I particularly try to stay away from, because I don't think it's a good feeling or something that moves people forward. I think the reason they chose to share so much with us is a symbol of resistance and it's about being extremely brave, so IMO the last thing they would want from us - or anyone - is people feeling sorry for them.
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shut-up-rabert · 1 year
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I HAVE A RANT I AM SO SORRY
I am really disturbed about so many things going on in this country but the worst of it all is the increasing political correctness....
Why can't we call out a certain community for their wrongdoings? Why can't Indian Muslims take responsibility and speak out in the society about the evils in their own community? Why are they not the front runners to speak against the misuse of their religion to spread violence?
To me it looks like as if a vast majority of Indian Muslim community is in silent agreement of whatever things happen. A silent agreement with continuous breaking down of temples. A silent agreement of not acknowledging or accepting the evil their ancestors perpetrated on the Dharmic philosophies of this land.
An argument I hear so often is "why must Muslims of today be held accountable for the crimes of their forefathers?"
My take on that lies in the answers of a few questions. Do Muslims of today not take pride in the legacy of Mughals? Do they not continously remind us that the famous Taj Mahal is an Islamic architecture built by Shah Jahan?
Yes they do, then why can't these very Muslims of today at the very least acknowledge that very same Shah Jahan imposed Jaziya tax on Non-Muslims. My ancestors had to pay extra tax just to follow their own religion in the very land that belonged to them. The natives of this country had to watch silently as our temples were smashed to ground one after the other and mosques sprung up over them crushing the sacred murti vigrah underneath it. The Dharmic religions are native to India while Islam & Christianity are not. And yet still we are mocked, shamed and demonized for our philosophies.
Muslims hold the very same Aurangzeb as hero who killed the 4 sons of Guru Tegh Bahadur Ji who were mere children. How can you glorify such a religious fanatic and still play the innocent victim card?
And holding people in the present accountable for what their ancestors did in the past isn't a new concept. I am a Brahmin. Never in my life have I witnessed my family degrading or discriminating someone born of another varna. Yet still when I apply for a college I have to face a system imbibed in our constitution called "Reservation"
Meaning, I have to score higher to get into a college compared to a non brahmin or non kshtriya. Why so? Because allegedly my ancestors discriminated against a section of the society and therfore I am guilty by association hence I must pay. So how come holding Muslims accountable for the horrors perpetrated by their ancestors such a taboo thing to speak of?
Centuries after centuries, Islamic invaders looted plundered and massacred us. But in the name of preserving peace and secularism, we must not speak of it. If I raise a question against why can't Hindus get back their temples then I am labeled Islamophobic. How is that Islamophobic? Ram janmabhoomi to us is what Mecca is to you. Mathura is to me what Medina is to you. Am I allowed to build a temple in mecca? Forget that. Am I, a Hindu allowed to even enter Mecca?
But a mosque exists right on top of an extremely sacred Temple of one of our holiest places. Forget about entering the city, we haven't even banned people of other faiths from entering our temples. That's why every other day we hear news about how our idols keep getting stolen or desecrated. That is secularism? Why can't Indian Muslims respect our native practices? Why don't we have the right to regulate who enters our religious places?
This is sheer hypocrisy. Just to make it clear, I do not hate a specific religion. I am only hurt and have a whole lot many questions. Why must you always raise a hue and cry about us when you have so much to deal with and fix within your own community? Either you don't care or you silently agree with the evil with no intentions to stop it.
Who is a Kafir? What should be done to a Kafir according to Quran? How should our places of worship be treated? Do you agree with everything that Quran says? If yes, then explain to me what fate do I have for being a Hindu. And explain to me why I as a Hindu should be sympathetic to this false illusion of secularism when my own countrymen cannot respect my way of life. Does Sharia have any scope for secularism? Why can't and shouldn't India be a Hindu country. Why don't i have the right to autonomy for my religious institutions. Why is that the government takes control of all the money that goes to temples and then gives that money to the churches and mosques? How's that secularism?
You can't see it because you have chosen to turn a blind eye to it. Or rather you are happy but my practices are dying. One by one my temples are losing their splendor and are reduced to ruins. One by one my sects are going extinct. We are in a state of slow death all thanks to the modern nation state which is hell bent on being a socialist secular Republic.
Just like Martand Sun temple, a glorious part of Kashmir's architecture was renamed as "Shaitan ki gufa" (devil's cave) , then bollywood did a disgusting dance over its ruins while calling for annihilation of "Kafirs" and no one blinked an eye. The Kashmiri Hindus were massacred, in free India. Not too far back, in january 1990. It is a cultural genocide. And now that barely 800 Hindus remain in the valley, it is told to us that Kashmiri Pandits never really lived in the valley to begin with. If you lie enough number of times, it becomes the truth. Bet dwarka, the oldest remaining surface of the ancient dwarka has only few Hindu families left who are on their way to evacuating soon anyway. 80% of the island is taken over by the Waqf and Muslims.
How is this Justice? HOW IS THIS BLOODY SECULARISM?
Kill us, demonise us and then strip us of our way of life. It's planned and is being executed. Yet still I must not speak about the kashmiri Hindu genocide or moplah Hindu genocide, or noakhali, or Goan inquisition or godhra or Assam or manipuri Hindu genocide or direct action day or Bengali Hindu genocide. Shush! It will disturb the peace in the country.
Incredible India indeed.
Hi! Absolutely no need to be sorry here, I understand the need to vent.
There is a lot to dissect here. There are points I agree with, there are points I will disagree with. And of course, there will be injectures by my own self because why not? Lets start now:
Holding a certain community responsible, while sounding rather plausible and fantastic, cannot be the correct path to chose here. The reason here is the word “community”. When you hold a community responsible, it is bound to lead to stigmatisation of those members of the community that were innocent in the whole fiasco. Like after the muslim side burned the train in Godhra, the entire muslim community was blamed and it ultimately lead to death of women, children and unborn foetus in ways unimaginably cruel. Albeit the attacks were supposedly orchestrated (I’m not saying by the ruling party), it still was a result of putting the target behind the backs of entire muslim community.
I do not feel like the muslim community has a silent agreement on us slowly dying out tbh. The number of muslims I’ve seen who tell other nationalities to fuck off for calling Indian Muslims “oppressed” or fantasising ghazwa-e-hind is pretty noticeable. Even in my irl experiences, The few muslims I have met were very cordial and friendly.
What I have felt, though, is that a noticeable bit of economically upper class “influencial” muslims are way too condescending to care, even propagating the term “Islamophobia” like a green card to shred any accountability they fear they might incur. But it just seems as if they do it to extract themselves and their religion from the wrongdoings. Like they do not want to acknowledge the religious angle because they have been conditioned or have conditioned themselves to believe that they can only be victims as a community on whole, but can’t even have aggressors on individual levels rising from there community.
Another reason I do not believe on the silent agreement bit is because if prosperity of their religion in whole truly did matter to these people, conditions of women in middle east and slow rise of tyranny in Turkey and Malaysia would have been a hot topic amongst the muslim community but isn’t, which goes on to tell me that they are selfish enough to not care about even muslims who are suffering because if intra muslim effects, but can go cry foul in inter religious ones in France and India with no difficulty, which further pacifies my line of thought that they just want to see themselves as victims of others. (Please note that I’m not talking about the entire muslim community here, you know the people I’m referring to *cough cough* laude ka fact checker *cough cough* Sir pe jhaat ke baal *cough cough* aur inke chamche)
I believe no one should be held accountable for the doing of there forefathers. I cringe hard when I see Rajputs/Brahmans on twitter going “I’m so sorry to XYZ community.” You can’t control what genes you have. BUT if you chose to be proud of your ancestors, acknowledging their wrongdoings when necessary is fairly legitimate. You don’t have to be ashamed of it, but you can’t go on boasting him/her to be this God of a person when effects of him/her jacking people still resound.
Romanticising Shah Jahan (who married mumtaz’s sister after her death, true love indeed) and Aurangzeb (credit where its due, he did push Chhatrapati over the edge and led to his own downfall lmao) is one such case. I see absolutely no point in boasting them because all I see are a small dick energy simp and an abhorent loser. These people are the reason why I have to fight for my right to pray in what is equivalent to Mecca to myself. If people somehow still find a reason to hail these murderers, rapists, genocidal maniacs who have blood of millions of hindus, jains, budhhists, parsis, christians, jews and sikhs on them , who stripped me of my right to my sacred places, good on them, but you can’t have a cake and eat it too. Acknowledging that the repercussions were not so good on other people should not be a big deal.
The reservation bit is not as simple as you are making it out to be. I have seen things that warrant it at times, and I say this as a properous member of the general caste, and I have seen it being downright abused by many. I’ll make another non related post if you want.
I have absolutely nothing to add to the Temple/Mecca bit. This is a 110% valid rant. I love your fierceness here, true asf bestie😌
Kaafir/ Kufaar is arabic for disbeliever, or infidels like us. If anyone calls me this, I’ll actually smile and thank them, because that’s exactly what I am; a non-muslim. I do not believe in Islam. I am a polytheistic Idolatress who believes that God can and has existed in human form, is semi secretly queer, does many of the things not acceptable in Islam. I am not a muslim, and that’s okay, even if someone hates me for it.
The idea of secularism in its utopian form is alluring, isn’t it? A world where everyone has a right to their gods, where we all live peacefully, where we share our customs. Ahh, a bliss. The place where it falls short, is the practice. India, along with quite a few other countries has seen this system be abused to invalidate others. The injustices, genocides, mass rapes and other horrors that we had to face because of our hindu identity have been covered in the name of secularism. We can’t have our temples back b/c secularism. We glorify war mongers who hated our guts because ✨secularism✨.
To answer your question on how is that secularism: that ain’t secularism pal, that’s gaslighting.
If the system was truly equal and devoid of any bias, none of us would be feeling the resentment. The thing is, we don’t want supremacy, we just want to be treated on par with others, but when we ask for that, we are suddenly “hatemongering hindutva extremists”😌 Even though I know better than to be doing away with the system as a whole, I’ll be lying if I said I don’t feel like to hell with the socialist and naam ki secular republic.
I’m sorry, I can’t talk on the Quran and Sharia bit because I’m unaware of the Islamic theology as a whole and uninterested in learning aswell. If it does talk bad about me as an infidel or not, I’ll let any muslim who comes across this post tell me.
The Shaitan ki Gufa bit is, a 110% valid again. You go girl!
Look, I know what you mean when you say a “Hindu country”, I thankfully grew up in a moderate rightwing household where the term was thrown around, and hence know that the “hindu country” you refer to doesn’t mean a land ruled by Manusmriti or a land where non hindus are unequal. (For the unknowing, they mean it should be a country which embraces its culture, which is indic at its roots, and not try to be something else. They aren’t calling for ethnic cleansing or second class treatment of certain communities, or that everyone here should only be a Hindu. Before y’all attack me, that kinda shit is very much prohibited by hindu ethos to begin with.)
The thing is most people nowadays, especially on tumblr and twitter won’t understand that. I’m already risking being called a “-phobic” by giving a positive response, but I’ll take the oppurtunity to advice you to alter the word you refer to Bharata by :)
They try hard to erase the Kashmiri Hindu history, don’t they? The one argument that can do away with all of them, I believe, would be asking exactly how was it that it came under the domain of Kashmir, a name whose etymology itself is of Hindu origins, if there were no Hindus there?
Lies, no matter how elaborate, are nothing but a castle of cards. You pull one out and the rest just crumbles. They tried to do the same with Konan Poshpora too, amirite? The world bought their lies, but the thing is, Kashmir genocide has living witnesses to account for it, Along with Bitta Karate admitting his guilt on tape and a blockbuster film telling the world what happened. Even if they convince the world today, Truth won’t be erased. Only suppressed long enough that it bursts out with a glorious boom, and when that happens, you and I will watch if happen and cackle as we share a drink.
Like I said above, NOT secularism, its appeasment that only the likes of Pubic-Hair-On-Head Roy and National-Trash Menon can approve of.
Phew, that was a lot to unpack. I hope I didn’t miss anything. I pray I didn’t change any points drastically and alter what you meant. Feel free to rant in my inbox again if you need to.
(PS I already know that those reading most prolly don’t, but please try to not hate the muslim community as a whole!)
C ya!
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sharedink · 4 months
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Actually this brings me to my next question, can gags actually hurt people in your world?
You've actually just read my mind because that's exactly what I wanted to ramble about 💀🫶🏼
TW: DEATH
The very short answer is: yes.
Gags have the ability to hurt humans when performed outside of a toon space (like when toons hop into drawings/art pieces, no humans can enter, so they can not be hurt).
There have been recorded cases of gags/toon ability causing the death of humans as well (Teddy Valiant, Mr Acme, ect). This is what played into the stigma of toons, as well as bigger fear mongering in the general public in the 2000s when toons started branching out to different job occupations.
So, toons are able to hurt people. The concept I've been playing around with is more of a mental side.
Toons naturally do not think about exacting true (non-toon) violence, especially towards humans. It's almost like they can't, it's like an invisible force.
People in this world typically divide toon and human, so there is an understanding of toon-emotion (something that is exaggerated and dramatic, like physical gags of heart eyes or rain clouds) being emotions not rooted in 'reality' or 'real life', while human-emotion (any emotion that is intensly and deeply felt) is the 'real' side.
A EBTs (entertainment toon) purpose is typically to make people laugh, or exact specific emotions (if they're a villian, or another character structure), this characterization is at the forefront of their minds and personalities, subconsciously. But it's watered down in intensity, it's more toon-emotion.
They have almost a foggy perception of human-emotion even though they do display anger and sadness and other emotions that aren't their main personality trait.
It's like a barrier that keeps toons at bay and triggers a toon-reaction instead of something that would hurt humans around them (like when Roger was shown the pictures of his wife, and launches himself out the window instead of decking Eddie 💀🫶🏼) especially in moments of anger.
The 'human-emotion' is something that is learned as the toon grows older or if they are forced to grow faster around humans. Subconsciously, toons understand that there is a line between them and humans that keep them from hurting them. It's just something that toons know, and they don't try to understand.
Toons eventually start to feel human-like emotion that are more intense than toon-like emotion, and it's a huge adjustment for most toons. It's more likely that they can think about violent thoughts, but it's still harder to act on them due to some invisible force despite now feeling the intense emotion.
toons are able to sit back and watch how humans work with these emotions and actions throughout their long life, they are able to structure their own reactions and emotions around what they're most exposed to. (Like a child learning from watching how their parents react, what they say, and what actions they take.)
Unless a toon is tainted with human blood during their creation, in which the whole transition from toon-emotion to human-emotion is completely skipped -- they feel immediate intense emotion and therfore are extremely easy to manipulate by their creator (which they form extreme attachment to). They don't have the chance to watch humans and gain examples, so they have no moral foundation.
They have no problems with hurting a human depending on who their creator is - the only documented toon to ever have this dropped a piano on a detectives head.
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this is nothing toward people who do that but it freaks me out to think that if sb is streaming i could just like. write in the chat and the person could see me. like. that isn't supposed to happen. you're not supposed to be able to contact an influencer in my brain. you may watch afar but not upclose. i know the whole point of streams is the audience interaction but dear god sth about it feels so scary to me. do not see me. people being so interactive w their fans on twitter also kind of scares me. i know it's a normal thing to do but i just think like. why r you people talking to each other. i know they're just random people like everyone else but i dont. like it. i know too much abt you against my will therfor i will never utter a word to you and if i see you in public i will run as fast as i can. yet i turn around and i comment on a random persons tumblr post wishing them a happy birthday or asking them a question. what makes an influencer. i could write an essay on my thoughts on this but i wont because none of my thoughts make sense and i am a little bit deranged. and i have always been weirdly afraid of commenting on other peoples posts on the internet. like since i joined the web. maybe when i was 11 i was fine w it but the moment i turned 12 i was like. is this normal. isn't it weird i can just comment on a random persons art? yes it is. but i am also an artist and i thrive off of viewer interaction. maybe it's the autism. yes i will blame everything on my undiagnosed autism bc thats what makes sense the most
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littlekingbergara · 10 months
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Original promo anon here. Yes I don't have detailed knowledge about advertising/promotion. My comment was just an amateurish assessment.
I myself wouldn't need promotion at all. I follow them on their socials additional to youtube and I'm involved in the fandom. So I wasn't thinking of myself when I messaged you. But I kinda have the feeling (and I don't have hard facts to prove this theory) that we aren't the main part of their viewers. We are just the ones that interact the most and therfore are visible. I assume most viewers only get their information from YouTube. And you already can see it in the comments. People comment that they can't wait to see the rest of the GF season/are confused because they thought it will premiere later this year/ asking for other shows (e.g PH). And they comment like this after watching the episode and they should know it is a one-off episode.
I guess in the end it doesn't matter how confused the other people are, as long as those people watch the shows.
I just wanted to share my thoughts. And it makes me a little bit sad that people perceive these thoughts as too excessive and unnecessary. I think (or at least I hope) it is not wrong to think about this (business related ) part of Watcher. 😣
Hope you all have a nice day/evening/night nonetheless.
oh no it's okay! i hope my response didn't make you feel like you were worrying excessively?? i didn't mean to make you feel bad i was just offering another perspective based on what i've noticed about how they've promoted shows specifically and exclusively on youtube in the past.
no yeah you're right that we who follow them on socials and participate in fandom absolutely aren't the majority of their viewers we're definitely a vocal minority (they have less than 500k followers on instagram and 250k on twitter compared to 2.6 million on youtube).
there are comments on Every video no matter what show is airing that are asking when ghost files (even unsolved) is coming back. before that they were asking when puppet history is coming back. that's why imo it's less confusing to post the trailer before (so on monday in this case) so the comments arent "you said puppet history is coming back what is this" or something like that. idk how to get into the mind of a youtube only viewer or a youtube commentor but that's probably how it would go.
it's totally fine and fun sometimes to think and talk about what the business side of watcher looks like. i hope you have a nice day! im sorry again that the way people including me responded made you feel bad! 🫶
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pamgkrthwrites · 3 years
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Flame of Healing | EraserMic x Reader | Chapter 10 - Kurogiri
Masterlist | AO3
Warnings:  Kyudai Garaki, Mnaga Spoilers, Grooming of a Child(not Child Grooming), Abuse of Power, Abuse of a Corpse, Mentions of Murder, Brainwashing, Memory lose, Abusive thoughts towards Reader.
Word Count: 2032
Taglist: @stargazingaloneatnight @rinzyx05 @uselesssapphickitten 
AN: Hey before we start, I know Kyudai Garaki has been very triggering for Chinese MHA manga readers. His name only gets stated once and the rest of the time he is simply referred to as "doctor". I don't know If I have Chinese readers, but I am aware of how his name alone has affected those fans and I want them to know I understand and therefore will not be using that name when referring to him. 
Now, on with the fic!
I hope y’all can see that this chapter will be coming from Kurogiri’s point of view. If any of the warnings are an issue for you I do want you to know this chapter is not a must needed chapter to read. I just wanted to explore some issues relationships regarding Shigaraki. 
Upon first waking up, Kurogiri felt strange. He didn’t know where he was or who he was, He felt keep guilt in his heart yet he had no idea as to why. All he could feel within his heart was a loss of an attachment. 
“It’s awake?” Said a man’s voice.
Kurogiri looked at where the voice came from and saw a man with white hair and red eyes who stood at 234cm tall. The man next to him was noticeably shorter, had no hair on his head but had a big moustache and wore big goofy-looking glasses.
The shorter man responded. “It seems so. He also seems to be doing better than when he first woke up.”
“Agreed.”
First woke up? Wasn’t this the first time we woke up?
The taller man walked towards him, looking down at Kurogiri. “Do you remember anything?” He asked.
“No.” Kurogiri answered.
“Good.” The man looked deep into Kurogiri’s eyes with a creepy smile on his face. His eyes seem to glow either from quirk use or maybe he just looked evil. A feeling in Kurogiri’s gut made him want to fly away and run somewhere. He didn’t understand these feelings. “You will do everything I command you to do. Do you understand me?”
“Yes.” Kurogiri answered.
Kurogiri felt as if he was split in two. One who controlled the stage and was the main everything while in the back of his mind locked away in a box was something telling him to stop.
Even if he could fear it, it was not the main player and therefore it didn’t matter.
“Your one and only mission is to look after and protect my son, Tomura Shigaraki.”
“Yes, I understand.”
The doctor cleared his throat. “We should give it a name, sir.”
“Yes.” The white haired red eye man agree. “You’ll name will be Kurogiri, while you shall call me Master.”
Kurogiri nodded his head. “Yes sir.”
This is the only life Kurogiri will know, and should knows.
Yes. This is correct.
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“This is my son, Tomura Shigaraki.” The man introduced. “Tomura, this is Korugiri, and he will be your caretaker when I am away.”
Kurogiri looked down at the 7 year old boy with light blue hair and red eyes, looking so much like his father besides his skin conduction on his face, more noticeably around his eyes. The boy also had hands wrapped around different parts of his body.
“It is a pleasure to meet you Tomura Shigaraki.” Kurogiri said as he walked closer up to the small boy.
The boy made a face before speaking. “You look like some hero wannabe.”
Kurogiri looked at his clothing, not aware of it earlier. He didn’t understand it himself though it felt as if he knew every pocket of said outfit.
The purple flame man turned his full attention to the boy, kneeing down to be on the same eye level. “Is there something you would rather have me wear?”
The boy looked puzzled at first, but then was in deep thought. The boy soon grabbed Kurogiri’s hand and lead him somewhere. “Yes, but first we must make sure it fits on.”
All For One watched as Tomura lead Kurogiri away. Once the two left the room he turned to the doctor.
“Do you think we will be able to make them… Less human, doctor?” All For One asked.
The doctor turned to his master with an evil smile. “Oh yes, sir! We can do more than that!”
“Alright, you then have my full blessing to continue this project of yours, Doctor.” All For One stated. 
“If I may ask sir, why did you give away the Nomu to the child?” The Doctor asked. “We could’ve used the Nomu to defeat the current One For All Quirk Host!”
“It’s more of a back-up plan doctor.” Said All For One. “Just like how your Nomu’s will be part of my back up plan.”
The Doctor was confused by All For One’s answer. “What do you mean backup plan my lord?”
“You must always plan for if your first plan fails, doctor.” Said All For One. “I have many moving parts under my belt. You are aware of our planned attack on this All Might, but you are also part of the main back up fail if I get gravely injured. I am… Preparing Tomura to be my next host body either for myself or my quirk if that happens. Kurogiri will now be a part to make sure the body stays intact, ready for my use.”
Upon realising of his master’s plan, the doctor’s face glowed up in happiness. “Oh Master! You are so smart! I am sorry for doubting you!”
“It does not matter to me doctor.” All For One scuffed. 
Another reason I picked Tomura was because he looks so much like my beloved brother… All For One thought to himself. If only that idiot learnt how student his ideals where.
All For One shook his head, making the memories of his late brother leave his memory. His only focus was to defeat those enemies who wish to bring him down, which was All Might.
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Over the 3 years Kurogiri looked after Tomura, Kurogiri became very attached to Tomura. He culdn’t help but see Tomura as his own son, even if Tomura did not see Kurogiri as the same.
The tiny voice at the back of his head also became more quite, barely ever speaking. Even then , Kurogiri learnt how to tune the voice out. As if he would care what that voice said.
Well, that was untilt eh day he finally caved into Tomura begging to go outside. Tomura wanted to see some gaming cafe. It was agonist the rules All For One had set for them, but Tomura had been begging since his 10th birthday earlier in the year, and Kurogiri caved to the constant begging. 
Tomura was guilding Kurogiri to where they where heading, approaching the corner rather fast.
A woman walked straight into him.
Kurogiri was unbothered on the woman bumping into him, though he was more worried this woman would harm Tomura or him. He could’ve listened to the Master, he shouldn’t have let Tomura leave the stronghold, they should’ve stayed still.
Then, he heard your voice.
“Oof!”
Everything stopped inside of him. He looked down at you, recongising you.
Y/N L/N? The once silent voice in the corner of his mind spoke up. 
He felt everything in his body been drawn to you. Even if he didn’t act on it. He felt a need to ask if you were alright, to ask if you were okay, to ask how you’ve been, to help you up. He wanted to protect you.
However, the dark shadow in his mind sat the small voice back down, shutting it him. 
You stepped back from him, rubbing you head before looking up at you.
Gosh I’ve missed her eyes. As beautiful as ever. Said the small voice.
Shut up! Said the dark shadow.
“Sorry about that sir.” You said with your sweet voice. He felt so drawn to you. 
He should apogoise to you. It was his fault. He shouldn’t had been walking as fast.
His thoughts were stopped when you looked at Tomura who was standing behind him. 
Tomura. Tomura was more important than you. Tomura, Tomura Shigaraki.
He fell back into the mindset he has been in for the past years. Yes, that’s right. He didn’t know who you were, but you needed to get away from him and Tomura. You were just some worthless nurse from the looks of it. You as previous as Tomura was, the adopted child of All For One. You probably sided with filthy heroes, the same heroes like All Might who reduced the powerful All For One to a death bed.
You were nothing to Tomura and therfore, you meant nothing to him.
“It’s alright.” He said bluntly.
He was not going to give up anything to you, you filthy hero supporter. How dare you set your eyes on Tomura.
You walked past him, giving him nor Tomura the time of day.
The silent voice was screaming out to you, that annoying thing.
How dare it look out for you. You were nothing.
“You seem like you know that person, Kurogiri.” Tomura said, breaking Kurogiri from his thoughts. 
He turned to watch you walk away.
Did, did he know you?
The silent voice seemed to know you, but did him, Kurogiri, know you?
No, he didn’t. 
And so, why should be care what happens to you.
“I don’t remember her, but I feel as if I know her from somewhere.” He answered honestly to Tomura.
Kurogiri wasn’t going to be honest with himself sure, but to Tomura or All For One? Never.
Tomura scoffed. “Maybe she is your soulmate or something.”
Everything in Kurogiri’s body stopped. Soulmate? No, no he didn’t have one of those. He knew that much. But the mere thought of Soulmate seemed to bring a deep pain to him. He had a feeling it had an relation to you, but he didn’t know why. 
“...I do not think I have a soulmate, Shigaraki.” Kurogiri answered the non question.
“Hmmm. I don’t have one either.” Tomura  replied.
Kurogiri self sad those words. The world could feel lonely when one walks around with no soulmate, he knew that. 
“Anyway, about that place I wanted to go to Kurogiri.” Tomura said, bring kurogiri out of his head.
Yes, he needed to focus on Tomura, not someone of the likes of you or his past. Tomura Shigaraki was the only thing that mattered. 
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All For One turned to the doctor. “What do you mean by they left?”
“They have seemed to have left the strong hold my lord.” The doctor answered his master.
“And why did it take you so long to notice they were gone?” All For One yelled at the doctor.
How could Kurogiri fail to listen to his order? This hasn’t happened before. Did the filthy Nomu get too attached to Tomura?
“I got an alert the nomu’s brain patterns were going off like crazy sir.” The doctor answered. “I checked the camera to see what could possibly have caused this issue and could not find him nor the child in the stronghold. All I can guess is that he saw either a place or someone who use to mean a lot to him before he died.”
All For One gripped his hand down. “Is there a way to fix this?”
“Making sure he stays away from those people or places as long as we can and deeper brainwashing is my guess my lord.” The doctor answered.
“We will have to do that then.” All For One answered with a sigh. “For the rest of the nomu’s, make sure their loved ones are killed so this can’t happen in the future.”
“Should we do the same with the Kurogiri nomu?” The doctor asked.
“No. He went to UA, meaning his close ones are either heroes or have connection to heroes. It would be too big of a risk. We are trying to keep me alive while pretending I’m dead. We can’t give it away that I didn’t die yet.”
The doctor nodded his head. “Understood sir.”
The doctor turned and made his way to the door before All For One stopped him.
“Doctor, where are you going?” All For One stated loudly. The doctor turned and saw how angry All For One was. “We are not done yet.”
The doctor gulped and smiled. “I’m sorry sir.”
“Bring Kurogiri and Tomura here to me as soon as possible. They both will be deeply punished for not following my orders. And so will you doctor, for not picking up on it earlier.
The doctor had a cold sweat on his back upon hearing his master’s words.
“Y-Yes sir, I will do that. My deepest apogosies my lord.” The doctor bowed to his master. “Is that all?”
All For One frowned. “Yes, you may leave.”
The doctor bowed again, and left the room as fast as he could.
What did her get himself into?
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The Little Things
((For @nebulous-rain. I’m your secret santa! Before you look at this, I need to clarify some things: I made this nearly days after I got your request, so I didn’t know that you were restarting your @ask-twoyearsafter. Therfore, I made this fic out of this one post where kingthur said that he missed his senses since he was dead. I’m putting this under the cut because it is looooong.))
 Divine sat in his chair, barely moving, listening and watching his children with his usual neutral face. Rain was noisily arranging the Christmas decorations, while constantly distracting herself by sniffing those scented candles. Ekla was in the kitchen making cookie dough, murmuring the steps of the recipe out loud. August was outside in the snow, flailing her limbs awkwardly while on the ground.
Christmas was getting closer, along with the breaking point of the kids’ excitement levels. Divine had already bought presents for them, as is tradition, but has kept them in a friend’s house since he knew they’d try hunting them in his own home. He damn near went with the idea to bury them underground, until he saw Ekla digging holes in the backyard.
The front door cracked open. August entered, shivering. “Hooo! That was fun, but I’m ready for the fire! I can’t stop shaking!”
Divine couldn’t help but frown.
“Let me finish the stockings, first!” Rain said before sniffing a green candle.
“Yeah uh, try not to get high off of those things.” August joked.
“You know that’s impossible! And I can’t help it! Christmas candles have the best scents that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside!” Rain gushed.
“That still sounds like getting high.” Said August.
Divine started to look...sad.
“Cookie dough is incubating in the fridge, now! Nobody eat the dough!” Ekla ordered as she left the kitchen.
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about us! Worry about yourself giving into temptation!” Rain teased.
Divine sighed.
Ekla turned to look at him, reading his face. “Ok Mr. Grumpy. What’s turned you into a Scrooge?”
Divine looked confused for a moment. “A what?”
“Oh, uh, Ebenezer Scrooge from the classic story A Christmas Carol. He’s often used as a reference for someone who’s cranky during Christmas. That and the Grinch.” Rain explained.
“Oh, not cranky. Just....sad.” The deceased king explained.
“Sad? What’s wrong?” August asked, coming close to him.
Divine hesitated. It was always odd to show such vulnerability to the ones he was supposed to be strong towards. “...In truth, I envy all of you.” Everyone went quiet. “It seems like winter, specifically Christmas, is the time when everyone enjoys the new senses that comes along with the sharp change in seasons. I know I should take pride in the fact that I can still feel the love that this celebration is truly about, but...you all get to feel the extras that come with this supposed tradition. August can feel the snow and fire, Ekla can smell and taste her sweets, Rain can enjoy a good night’s sleep, and huff candles apparently...those things.”
August stares at the floor while Rain stared at the candle in her hand. They both felt guilty. Here they were lost in their own world while Divine wasn’t able to join in the little things in life. 
Ekla sighed audibly, “Geez, twist my arm, will ya?” She sat down on the floor, cross-legged. “Ok, come in.”
Divine blinked. “Come...where?”
“Possess me!” The rabbit girl pointed to herself.  “I’ll let you sense everything through me for today! I’ll even allow you to play in the snow outside! I need to let the dough harden in the fridge for an hour anyway.”
“Er...alright?” Divine stood up from his chair and crouch next to her. Ekla relaxed her body as best she could and closed her eyes. The king broke down his form into a mist and phased into the living shell. He opened his eyes. No, her eyes. He looked down. He saw his...her legs crossed. He uncrossed them and put his hands on the floor to push himself up. He stopped for a moment, taking in the texture of the floor that accompanied the pressure onto his skin.
“Yeah, yeah, nice floor. Come on! Don’t you want to go outside?” Ekla spoke from within.
“R-right. I am just...taking this all in.” He stood up slowly. “Gods. I feel heavy.”
“I’m not THAT heavy!”
“Hey, when you’ve been floating around with mass made from energy instead of numerous cells and matter for eons, it can be jarring to suddenly carry your own weight again! It is like when you haven’t lifted weights in a while and the 50 lbs you used to lift with ease is suddenly impossible to budge...Thought this feels like a 5 lbs weight.”
“Ok, Weaksauce.” Ekla teased. Divine made his way to the front door. “Wait!! I need to wear a coat and boots and gloves!!” Ekla stopped him.
“Oh, yes. My apologies.” Divine forgot that with a body now, he could make himself and Ekla perish from the cold. He went over to the closet and slipped on Ekla’s winter layers. He flexed his fingers inside the gloves for a moment, feeling the strange yet cozy fabric. He opened the door. He gasped as he felt the sudden sting of the winter air. While the clothes protected him from the worst of it, the frigid air still hit his face with full force. He inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, exhaled, filling up the lungs with this icy mist and letting it escape his mouth like cigar smoke.
“You ok there?” Ekla checked on him.
“So...cold!” He nearly wheezed.
“If it’s too much, we can go back-”
“No! Heavens no! This is....!” He slowly picked up the snow from the ground with his gloved hands. He could still feel some of the freezing wetness through the gloves! It’s such a shock, yet it is incredible!
PLAT!! He yelped in surprise when he felt something smack his back. He whipped around to see Rain dressed in her own coat with her usual mischievous smile. “How about your first snowball fight?” She challenged.
Oh right. That game where the kids threw balled-up snow at each other. So how should he...? He grabbed a clod of snow and threw it at Rain. It scattered as she ran off. “Uh...” He felt embarrassed.
 Ekla nearly face-palmed inside her mind. “Seriously? You just form a ball with the snow, grandpa! It’ll stick!” 
Divine scooped up some more snow and patted it into a ball...and then got smacked by another snowball.
“Oh woooow! Great focus there Your Majesty!” Rain teased.
“Oh my God, if you don’t do this right, I’m taking over!!” Ekla tore at her ears.
His scowl looked unfriendly, but it was a look of determination and focus. “Need I remind you that you are dealing with someone who as fought countless battles? I’ve got this, now.” Divine growled. He locked on the running target and with a powerful swing, the ball pelted Rain in the shoulder. Rain squawked and dodged behind a tree. “Lucky shot!” She shouted.
Divine balled up another one and waited like a crouched lion for her to poke her head out again.
“No weapon summoning, by the way.” Ekla said. “This is just a silly game, not a battle to the death.”
“This is coming from someone who gloats about killing fictional characters in her video games?” Divine quipped. ZIP! He dodged a snowball just in the nick of time.
“Find cover, find cover!” Ekla commanded frantically. Divine darted over to the side of the house. While hiding, he made a few more “ammo.” He peered over the corner and waited, charging potential energy into the snowball in his hand. A horn poked out from behind the tree. SHOOM!!! Right as Rain’s eye followed the horn, it got covered by the “bullet.” She squealed. “Watch it!!! You almost blinded me!!”
“Move cover! Get closer!” Ekla hissed. Way ahead of her, Divine took advantage Rain’s stunned status to speed over behind another tree. Indignant, Rain jumped out from behind her tree and charged in his direction. Divine popped out. Both launched their snowballs. Divine’s hit Rain in the collar bone area. Rain’s hit Divine square on the forehead. He shouted in surprise from the new icy shock on his face.
They went on for a good 45 minutes until it shifted into a snow angel lesson. “Come oooon, you’ve seen us do this multiple times!” Rain groaned, her hands on her hips.
“I know it is simple. It is just...” Divine cringed.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Grinch! I thought we were trying to live a little!” Ekla criticized. “Need I remind you that you’re in MY body and therefore, you look like me now? No one’s gonna judge if they see ME trying to make a snow angel!”
Ok, she had a point. Divine carefully laid down in the snow and flapped his limbs up and down against the powder. Rain snickered. Divine glared at her. “I’m sorry!” Rain said, “It’s just that I’m not used to seeing Ekla doing a fun activity with such an unenthusiastic expression!”
Divine stood up and looked at what he made. “Not bad!” Ekla complimented.
“Er, I forgot that I’m wearing your ears. I believe I made a disgraceful halo.” Divine dismissed the compliment.
“Then it’s a Snow Bunny Angel! Let’s call it that!” Rain piped up.
Ekla suddenly gasped, “OH CRAP!! How much time has passed?!”
“....50 minutes?” Divine calculated.
“Ok,” she breathed, “there’s still time before I need to make the cookies! Why don’t we experience the warmth of the fire?”
Divine nodded. “Let’s go back inside.” He instructed to Rain.
“Awwww!” She whined, despite the fact that her teeth were starting to chatter.
Once inside, everyone saw that August was curled up by the fireplace, which was now lit. “Oh hi. I just started the fire. On my own.” She said with obvious passive-aggressiveness.
Divine and Rain shed their winter clothes. Rain sat before the fireplace, nearly bumping August out of the way. “Aaaaaaah! Come on, Divine! It’s perfect!”
Divine walked over and sat down. He shivered and quietly gasped as the sudden, strong heat shock took over the lingering cold in his body. He sighed, putting his hands out. Gods, this felt so good! And the smell of the wood! It’s exquisite! A tiny smile curled up on his lips. His eyelids drooped, wanting to close and take in the heat and smell, but the dancing flames and snapping wood enticed him to keep watching.
The timer in the kitchen shocked him and Ekla out of the trance. “Shit! I need to go to the kitchen! Let me take over!...Oh wait, do you want to use my senses while baking?”
Divine lit up at the thought. “Oh, yes! It’s not often that I get to smell what I’m baking, let alone experience the textures of the dough!”
“Well let’s go already! The recipe is next to the stove! We just need to roll out the dough, and make the icing!”
Divine made his way to the kitchen and skimmed the recipe. “It’s in the fridge, right?”
“Yep! In the giant glass bowl!”
Divine took the bowl out and removed the cling wrap. He tried to get a whiff of the dough. He could smell the hint of butter and vanilla extract. How lovely! He nearly melted until Ekla literally snapped him back to reality. He rolled out the dough and brought out the cookie cutters. He lined the baking tray with parchment paper, and lined the cut cookies onto it, taking a bit of time to admire the look and feel of the dough for a bit. With oven mitted hands, he inserted the tray into the oven. He shivered again from the heat shock of the oven. With a beep of the oven buttons, the cookies were now left to the fate of time.
“There we go!” Ekla piped. “Want to go back to the fire?”
“If we must.” Divine said, closing his eyes.
“Don’t play unimpressed! I can feel your excitement.” Ekla teased.
While Divine sat in front of the fire, Rain and August approached him with arms full of different colored candles.
“You’ve said that you wanted to smell the candles, right?” August brought up. Well, here’s your chance! This one’s Eucalyptus!” She showed him a green candle, “It’s said to be the most Christmas-y smell.”
“And here’s Cinnamon!” Rain nearly clocked him in the face with her light brown candle.
Divine gently sniffed each one. Cranberries, apple pie, pine needles, sugar cookie, firewood even floral candle they had in the bathroom. In his opinion, they all smelled great, but there was this...artificial...chemical air to them, especially when he compared the firewood-scented candle to the actual burning wood in front of him. 
The timer beeps. “Ah! Get the cookies!” Ekla barely got through her sentence; Divine reacted faster than anticipated. He opened the oven door and nearly grabbed the tray until Ekla screamed at him to get the oven mitts. Right, he can experience the pain from burns now.
“Gods! I can smell them as well!” Divine nearly gasped, pulling the cookies out with now gloved hands. “These smell much better than the cookie candle!”
“Ohohoho wait ‘til you taste them!” Ekla grinned like a Cheshire cat. “Unfortunately, you can’t yet. They’re not done. We gotta wait for them to cool and put on the icing.”
Divine took the cookies off of the tray with a spatula and placed them on the cooling rack. “Speaking of which, we need to make the icing! It’s on the backside of the cookie recipe.” Ekla pointed out.
After reading the recipe and getting the ingredients, Divine went to town with the electric mixer on the butter and powdered sugar. Gods, was it always this noisy? Then again, he’s currently equipped with larger ears. He divided the icing batter into several sections to give them each a specific color with food dye. He retrieved the piping bags and filled each one with the different colors. He checked the time. They still had 11 minutes until the cookies cooled down.
“Ugh, screw it! Let’s just take a free pan and fan the cookies like they did in those baking competitions.” Ekla bounced on her soul feet. Divine shrugged and tried it out, gently touching the cookies after each 10th fanning. It took three tries until the cookies were cool enough to pipe the icing onto them. Ekla watched through Divine’s eyes, admiring his skilled pipe work, even thinking about taking muscle memory notes on how to do this herself.
“Now we can’t just hand out these cookies willy-nilly without a taste test. Riiiiight?” Ekla enticed. Divine picked up a Santa shaped cookie. He took his sweet time, admiring the lingering warmth, the rough texture from the sugar, the smell...
“Eat it already!! I’m drooling here!!” Ekla ruined the moment.
“Alright!!” Divine nearly shouted. He snapped at the cookie. “!!!” It was delectably sweet! It all was. He was so lost in the flavor that he didn’t notice the other kids snatching handfuls of the fresh sweets.
“Good, right?....Right?” Ekla asked Divine.
A tear trickled down his cheek against his wishes. “These little things....” he whispered. “These little things, I....” He covered his face with his free hand. Rain and August rushed to his side. “Divine, are you ok?” August asked.
“I truly missed them all...” He silently sobs. “I don’t know what else to say...”
Rain and August’s faces dropped. They surrounded him with a hug. Ekla was even hugging his soul from within the consciousness. He hugged them back, cookie and all. It all felt so warm. He could hold onto them all forever if he could.
He sniffs, “I want to experience this again. When Christmas comes around. Please. Let that be my gift.”
“Of course.” Ekla smiles.
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♪♫ Deadeye
Send me “♪♫” and I’ll tell you four songs by four different artists that I associate with my muse
CONTROL // HALSEY
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
FADE AWAY // LOGIC
You're fucking pathetic, my etiquette murder ya predicate, bitch I'm ahead of it, yeah
Yes I'mma die but I don't wonder why in the hell I'mma ride in the dead of it yeah
Yeah I know, know, life on Earth is so unpredictable
Okay-kay, hold up let me say yes I fade away
THERFORE I AM // BILLIE EILISH
Stop, what the hell are you talking about? Ha
Get my pretty name outta your mouth
We are not the same with or without
Don't talk 'bout me like how you might know how I feel
Top of the world, but your world isn't real
Your world's an ideal
GANGSTA'S PARADISE // COOLIO, L.V.
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talkin' and where you walkin'
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
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Yoo~! I’m loving your new theme, also I have decided to watch paradox live :3 the style is just so amazing and my little bro is also interested since he got recommended about it💕
OENEOSJSJE
YES I HAVE SOMEBODY TO TALK ABT PARADOX LIVE NOW WHOOP WHOOP
And thank you ♡♡♡♡♡ I like hajun the most and his personality is so similar to mine that I just h a d to put him as my pfp,, therfore gotta match the theme ykyk
Paradox live is very interesting ngl ☝and the characters are a 10/10
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ledzeppelinss · 2 years
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hi, viv! happy (early) halloween! can i get a 🎃 with stranger things? thank you, and i hope you're doing well!
hey olive!! happy early Halloween to you too <3
🎃-
now trick or treating with the stranger things kids… boy are you in for a treat (and not just literally).
first off, Steve is definitely your guardian for the night. he swore he didn’t want to take you guys but everyone knows he cancelled on his Halloween party to take you guys.
so Steve is the adult for the night, dressed as none other than han solo (“he has great hair!”)
therfore dustin is dressed as luke skywalker bc him and steve have to be an iconic duo he definitely brought his lightsabers and yes he owns them because it’s stranger things.
and he forced robin to come along with him and she is begrudgingly dressed as a zombie (but she gets happier as she starts legitamently scaring little kids because her makeup is so good)
now will is dressed as his dnd character as he does most years. the cosplay is impeccable and joyce even handcrafted him a staff to go with it.
el and mike are not ones for couple costumes so they show up in completely different outfits. mike is batman and el is cindy lauper (much from max’s influence) and mike is looking around like “wtf”
max and lucas definitely go as a couple costume (max’s idea) and they attempt to be ferris and sloan but max is ferris and lucas (begrudgingly) is sloan.
the things you do for love
and you, olive… you show up as buttercup from the princess bride looking elegant as ever.
all of you meet at mike’s house at 7:30. steve has a flashlight (and baseball bat in his trunk… just in case) and guides the way down the street despite their being light.
the first few houses go great with only some complaining from mike about the lack of candy that people are giving. this is when you remind him to grateful he even gets any seeing as anyone could smell the judginess on him from a mile away.
the first half-hour is enjoyable with the couples bickering only lightly (except maybe Lucas and max who argue a lot).
lucas runs into erica (dressed as ariel) and she for sure makes fun of his sloan costume.
dustin, steve, and mike fighting about who’s better: luke or han
you give your input and whoever’s side you‘re on definitely wins.
giving out the candies you don’t like and taking the ones from others that you do
lucas and max pranking everyone when you guys pass a graveyard and jumping out at everyone.
steve and will scream the loudest
you and will getting revenge when you get ahead, climbing a tree and loudly cracking all the branches.
before heading back to mike’s, lucas and max convince all of you that they should tp a house
you knew this would be a bad idea but alas…
using sling shots to send the toilet paper flying and steve refilling you after each roll is done (of course he brought the supplies because he is so responsible)
and the light turns on in the house
you guys run
but who better to pull you over than hopper who is not even surprised at that point
he tells all of you to go home and you willingly agree. Nancy and Johnathan greet you with sighs (they had stayed home watching scary movies together)
the rest of the night is spent watching scary movies, getting pranked by almost everyone, and playing dnd (of course)
send in an ask for halloween!
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                                            is it a witch? yes
                                             nesta archeron playlist  
THERFORE I AM - billie eilish
Don't talk 'bout me like how you might know how I feel
VICES - mothica
Ooh, it's never enough Pass me the cup Got nowhere to run So pour me another one
WHICH WITCH - florence + the machine
I'm miles away, he's on my mind I'm getting tired of crawling all the way And I've had enough, it's obvious And I'm getting tired of crawling all the way
ASLEEP - emily browning
Sing to me I don't want to wake up On my own anymore
CONTROL - halsey
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me" I can't help this awful energy God damn right, you should be scared of me Who is in control?
THIS IS ME TRYING - taylor swift
I've been having a hard time adjusting I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting I didn't know if you'd care if I came back I have a lot of regrets about that
NO REST FOR THE WICKED - lykke li
I let my good one down I let my true love die I had his heart but I broke it every time
BIG GOD - florence + the machine
Sometimes I think it's getting better And then it gets much worse Is it just part of the process? Jesus Christ, it hurts 
OH NO - marina
One track mind, one track heart If I fail, I'll fall apart Maybe it is all a test Cause I feel like I'm the worst So I always act like I'm the best
LION - saint mesa
You've got fire up and down your cheek                                                            You burn everything you see                                                                            Gold are your fingers                                                                                    Leaving traces everywhere you go 
THIS LOVE (WILL BE YOUR DOWNFALL) - ellie goulding
I don't like the way I never listen to myself I feel like I'm on fire, I'm too shy to cry for help I don't think you know me much at all
THE LAKES - taylor swift
I want auroras and sad prose I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet 'Cause I haven't moved in years
HURRICANE - halsey
Don't belong to no city Don't belong to no man I'm the violence in the pouring rain
YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN - billie eilish 
Bite my tongue, bide my time Wearing a warning sign Wait 'til the world is mine
HOPE IS A DANGEROUS THING FOR A WOMAN LIKE ME TO HAVE- lana del rey
She couldn't care less, and I never cared more So there's no more to say about that Except hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
RUNNING UP THAT HILL - meg meyers
 Oh, there is thunder in our hearts Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Well tell me, we both matter, don't we?
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SnK chapter 131 - My personal thoughts
- Ramzi and Halil... For me the MVPs of 131. Poor lads. Eren and Ramzi are both very confident and ambitious, but it didn't end well for Ramzi. And I don't think it will end well for Eren either.
- This wasn't Liberio, right? But interesting that a lot of people already escaped (without telling the refugees, what asses)
- Are the warriors' families still alive? I think yes, at least a few of them. If Annie wants to see her dad again they'd have to accidentally meet in Odiha, otherwise I have no clue
- It was nice to see Eren's POV of chapter 123 and to see what was behind that Ramzi memory shard. Well...
- Eren feels sorry - though FELT would be more appropriate. 123 Eren was months before current paths Eren and tbh I'm not sure if paths Eren still feels sorry. He is so different, like a completely new human being. Not to mention he called the humans "animals" last chapter.
- It almost feels like he has two personalities, but I think it's different than Reiner. Eren's "villain" personality was part of him since he was born ("I was born this way"). Imo it's not the result of circumstances, but it has always been there and was forshadowed since his season 1. Circumstances rather trigger it instead of create.
- I used to think Eren is doing this mainly for Paradis and his friends, but I changed my opinion months ago after re-reading chapter 100 and 131 more or less confirmed that there is more behind it:
- Freedom. It's nice that freedom through rumbling was confirmed as "That scenery" because I have guessed that. So no E+H=Y scenery, I doubt there's a second "that scenery" 😂
- Of course part of him is still doing this for Paradis, it's the "good" side inside of him, but I believe the "evil" side of him is doing this for selfish freedom. And now the "evil" side took over completely, therefore his main goal is freedom either at the present, but not at 123 yet!
- We shouldn't forget that the "I'm sorry" parts were flashbacks of 123, not the thoughts of current Eren. Current Eren's thoughts are the kid Eren in Paths imo.
- Age-wise kid Eren looks like himself when he got his titan powers. Ymir also got stuck in Paths with a kid's body, probably the same age as she got her titan powers. Interesting pattern.
- RIP Ramzi and Halil 😞
- OK, what the hell was Ymir doing there? Tbh I first thought she was there physically and is about to get stomped on 🙈 But Isayama drew those white lines through her, so this got to be her as ghost/vision or whatever
- Ramzi is not Eldian, otherwise he would have heard Eren's voice in Paths. But why tf does he see Ymir? Or maybe he doesn't see her at all and she is just watching him? Though it was implied he sees her 🤔
- I don't think Ymir controls Eren. At least I hope not. Ymir being the "end boss" would be underwhelming imo because she was properly introduced pretty late and never spoke a word. She is not as well developed as Eren, actually far away from his level of development! I do think Eren is the "end boss" and Ymir is just watching and sees the consequences of her actions, though I don't know how she feels about it.
- What the fuck, Armin in Paths with Eren? This was a Trost arc parallel when Armin woke Eren up, this will probably have some importance later on
- Let's move on to the AruAni scene: Most of my warrior discord friends will kill me if they see this, but I actually liked the AruAni scene.
- I've never been that much of an AruAni shipper, but I do support and enjoy it. It has been developed since season 1 after all and I was happy about the scene. Congrats to all AruAni fans! Even if my favourite ships are two other pairings I have to admit that AruAni is most probable to become canon at the moment - unless one of them dies.
- AruAni haters used to say Armin only went to Annie to vent, nice that this chapter confirmed that this is bullshit. He just likes Annie, simple as that.
- Bertholdt controlling Armin is bullshit either imo and will hopefully confirmed soon. After all Eren lied about Mikasa being a slave, then I think he also lied about Armin.
- When it comes to Annie's feelings things are more difficult imo... I do think she likes him in a way because she had always acted different around him, but I'm not sure if it's romantic and she probably doesn't know either. Annie is so dumb when it comes to emotions, she is just slowly learning to understand them. I think she tried to push Armin away because she cannot believe someone actually likes her, she doesn't dare to believe, she has such low self esteem. She doesn't really know how it feels to be loved, so she doesn't know how to handle.
- Furthermore the timing was weird because she is worried about her dad, but on the other hand she started the talk in the first place 🤷‍♀️ She took the rare opportunity of them being alone, they don't have much to do on the ship anyway, so it's perfect for talks. Of course she is most worried about her dad, but the Armin situation must be important to her either, otherwise she wouldn't have addressed it to Armin in the first place.
- What I also liked about the scene is that Armin admitted he has done mistakes. Armin and Annie's mistakes are different and not really comparable, but I liked that Armin stepped down from high moral ground. Because I have met some SC fans who say 104th have never done anything wrong, warriors always bad, and this gets annoying sometimes. Because SC are not perfect either. Btw I like both SC and warriors!
- Last page. Wtf is Eren at all 🙈 I think he won't be able to get back to normal human form again. Whether he is asleep or unconscious, his consciousness is obviously inside the kids Paths Eren above the clouds
- It would be crazy if Eren were capable of warging inside birds, but for now this is more or less a crack theory. But on the other hand how was he able to see Falco in that memory shard last chapter? It's so confusing!
- I think Armin will try to wake Eren up, just like in Trost arc. But if anyone is somehow killing Eren, it will be Reiner imo.
- Therfore I'm hoping for a Reiner centred chapter again, or more warrior centred chapters in general, they've been neglected. There is still a lot of talk that has to happen both between the warriors themselves and between warriors and SC. I want to see more emotional talks.
- Eren POV was important, but for me it was not very new, but rather a confirmation of what I already theorised. I hope next chapter (and also next volume!) we switch back to the other characters again
- So my prediction for next chapter: Talk chapter similar to 127 between warriors and SC, maybe also between warriors themselves. I'd like a Reiner focus, but obviously I'm biased 🙈
- I hope the SC will understand Eren's real intention since he no longer does it for Paradis mainly. They are deluded in that matter, but I can't blame them!
- Maybe a Zeke or Floch cliffhanger next chapter? Wtf are they doing? Also will we ever see Historia again (not as flashback) before the final showdown? I hope
- I'd also like more Levi focus again, I need to know his thoughts!
- I'm soo looking forward to the new volume fake preview 😃
- My rate of this chapter: 9/10.
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