#yelling into the void about things literally no one cares about

[amphiptere-art]

Can I just point out something again.

How am I supposed to care for the main protagonist in Tsams. When they use the woes of the antagonists for their own entertainment?

I don't care how much better of a person Monty has become. I don't care how much better of a person Moon has become. I get and understand that they have every right and reason to be upset with eclipse and blood moon. They have every right to be angry. But do they have them right to laugh and point out the villain sorrow? Am I supposed to feel happy when they tell me every reason and understanding of why I feel sympathy for the villains as a joke?

This is the epitome of Batman laughing at joker for going insane. There is nothing good about joker being insane. For many villains and hero relationships. None of those heroes laugh at the misery of their villains. They will be angry. They will shout. Hell they might not even feel sympathy for whatever the villain had to go through. I can get that. But most don't play it off as a joke. Most don't go haha, that murderer's brother died. Most don't go haha, You're a little twerp that never should have lived.

Those sentences sure don't feel gratifying or hilarious when said in a void does it? Call me a villain kisser. Call me a moon/Monty hater. Have you wondered why some people would be like that? You can hate the killer but you never laugh at what life brought them there. You can wish for their death but you never celebrate the misery of their lives. You may celebrate their death, But you certainly don't mock about it with an air of jokery to those that are left behind in the aftermath.

There is one thing I get from watching real life crime reviews. People will get angry. People will shoot it in the villain's face. They will celebrate the villain's death with cry's and triumphant yells. But no one looks at their life and giggles. No one flonders their death around family no matter how involved they are. You don't do that. There is usually nothing right with how they were treated, And there certainly is nothing right about packaging someone's death certificate in a present, and handing it over to whoever was closest.

I don't care how sweet or better Monty has gotten. I don't care how different of a person Moon is. I don't care how understanding the soft Sun's anger is. I don't care if puppet is some primal entity who was expecting this from the beginning. I don't care if Lunar's jokes are just an expression of anger. At least he has an excuse. At least it feels like lunar is legit joking out of a fit of anger. Everyone else up there has made plenty of jokes and jabs without some sort of anger to cover it up. Sun maybe. But everyone else? Especially our oh so wonderful Monty?! No! I could get it maybe in the sanctity of his home. In the quiet of his friends. But he literally takes the time to drive these villains out into the light and play with them for a bit.

I feel like I'm being force fed this idea that I'm supposed to be okay with this. Like it's entirely okay to look at a villain's backstory and laugh at it! That I'm not only supposed to celebrate a murderer's death, but also joke about it to their family and friends! Everyone in this goddamn fandom hops and skips around that issue because surely it can't be. Surely I can't look at these wonderful characters I've been voting for for ages, and realize that they're jackasses. But they are promoting the worst behavior I have ever seen. Let's just laugh at the jokes. Let's just jear at the expressions. Let us ignore every possible reason why this is the most fucked up shit.

Because for some reason. As long as they have a reason to hate. They have a reason to joke. And while I might understand it as some sort of self therapy. Talking to the villains about it and even there friends is cruel!

#sams #tsams #the sun and moon show #sun and moon show #tmgafs #mgafs #the monty gator and foxy show #monty gator and foxy show #puppet and Monty podcast #pamp #tlaes #laes #the lunar and earth show #lunar and earth show

[local-magpie]

ngl considering the increasing focus i see in leftists on walkable cities, public transport, and other urban features, im... really not surprised people keep thinking "rural" just means south. rural folk really are invisible huh

#fwiw im not rural i just used to live in appalachia and did a little work with local governments #its just... extremely different. the problems are different. and it feels like very little is being done to solve them #biden has actually made some good steps #but like does the average leftist even know how bad access to utilities and internet can be in rural areas #i know a mayor who's also a full time sanitation worker while full time mayor because theres no one else #plenty of villages in southern ohio straight up dont have internet access at all #i know another mayor who has to travel out of his village to check his business email #wheres the campaigns for infrastructure to those who dont have any?? #yes yes people can care about more than one thing sure #but one of these i see everywhere #and one of these ive seen discussed like three times and once was literally just me talking into the void #yelling at the void

[selffagellation]

no fr i am so so on the "mordis did nothing wrong" train. he's supposed to be????? ANY????? level of bad guy???? i simply cannot see it. all he ever wanted was to not be locked in solitary confinement for the rest of his life. and that makes him bad???? hell yeah, of course he wanted to overthrow the monarchy. of course he'd do anything for the guy who offers him a way out. and of course once that way out is taken away from him, he chooses to kill himself instead of going back. it's heartbreaking, yeah, but he's the one i'm heartbroken for in that scene. he was just a scared kid who never got a life, i'm not going to be sympathetic for gorgon, who was just going to re-imprison him without a second thought. mordis was the best character in the entire show, with the best writing, the best character design, and yes i would say the best acting out of anyone in the cast. and they totally just wasted that. what about the parallels drawn between him and black bolt? what about the fact that they lived pretty much the same life? god they could have done something interesting with him, but nah he has to die just as a convenient way to momentarily kill off gorgon too. this is the problem with marvel, man. they never bet on the right horse, sm-fucking-h

#inhumans #marvel #literally no one cares about this 💀 #im just full of feelings and they gotta go SOMEWHERE #that's the thing to know about me okay #if you give me a little sarcastic twink of a firebug #he WILL become my favorite character #no possible room for doubt #and if you kill him i will be so so soooooo grumpy forever #anyways yeah could you tell i just finished binging inhumans #and could you tell that i am yelling my feelings into the VOID because as always i am LATE to any damn semblance of a fandom it maybe HAD #OH BTW DO NOT YOU DARE TELL ME 'OH BLACK BOLT IS IN MULTIVERSE OF MADNESS JUST WATCH THAT' #NO #I REFUSE #TO INTERACT WITH MODERN MARVEL CONTENT #I DO NOT WANT IT #INHUMANS IS THEE VERY LATEST I AM WILLING TO GO #I AM NOT DOING IT ANYMORE I AM T I R E D

[gatitties]

Hello again my little butterfly 🦋✨

I came to place another order if that's ok! so, the scenario is a One Piece AU, where YN has an arranged marriage with Shanks, who is one of the richest men in town, but even so, YN decides to run away on her wedding day and throw herself off a bridge, but she can't, they find her and the family manages to bring her back to the wedding, Shanks is a man very much in love with YN, the moment he sees the sadness in YN's eyes when she walks up the aisle and puts the ring on her finger Shanks, he decides to conquer her and make her the happiest wife in the world! ( PS: Shanks is in a desperate situation when he learns that his beloved literally decided to throw herself off a bridge rather than stay with him, even little sad :( )

─Shanks x wife!reader

─Summary: you didn't want to be part of that ceremony, but you're not brave enough to run away either

─Warnings: slight mention of suicide attempt, modern AU

Oh hi hi love!! 🫶🏻🦋 you really like angst 😳

You ignored the perplexed looks of people, without stopping or thinking about a second option, you gripped the thin white fabric of your wedding dress harder so as not to trip over it, your shoes had long since disappeared so you could run more comfortably. You didn't want this, you didn't want to marry an unknown guy, no one thought about your feelings? It's not something your parents have the right to play with and you weren't going to let them ruin your life for financial convenience.

The moment adrenaline started to increase when you saw how you were now being persecuted, probably due to the absence in the ceremony that was taking place in the nearby church, you felt bad for the man you had been engaged to, since it wasn't his fault either and you didn't even know him enough to determine that he was a horrible person, but this decision was too hasty and you definitely didn't agree to this.

With your heart in your throat you ran until you tripped over your own sore feet, your breathing accelerated even more when you heard shouts of your name, taking courage again you stood up with a new impetus, although when you noticed how the distance between your pursuers was shortening more and more, your brain began to draw an extreme line in your thoughts.

Would it hurt? Could you die? Well, you were going to see for yourself what it felt like to jump off a bridge just to avoid facing an unwanted fate.

You quickly climbed onto the thick railing, stabilizing yourself standing on it, the next few seconds felt like a blur, like a part of memory that was difficult to remember, the fear of possible death and the indecision that comes with taking a long time to jump into the void made one of the guys chasing you caught you before you did something crazy.

The next thing you know after that, you were back in one of the private rooms of the church, being yelled at by your mother while your father looked on disapprovingly, you didn't care, nothing mattered to you at that moment, you let them go back to put on your makeup, you let them put new shoes on you and they changed the dirty surface fabric of your dress as if you were a doll, lifeless.

The ceremony returned to its course, Shanks waited awkwardly all this time at the altar, and when he saw you appear next to him his heart shattered, you weren't even looking at him, your eyes were lost somewhere far away in this unwanted reality, you lacked any kind of expression. He knew it, he knew how you felt, and yet he felt a little selfish for wanting to be your husband, for wanting to love you unconditionally, this marriage may be arranged, but he admired every drop of courage you poured out to prevent this event, every anger and every fierce response you gave to the first meetings between both families.

"Now… husband and wife, you can kiss each other."

You were both so absorbed in your own thoughts that you barely heard the priest's last words. Shanks was the first to step forward, holding your waist slowly as if he were asking permission and asking if it was okay to do so. You didn't move an inch, your eyes were still lost even when he sealed your fate with a cold kiss devoid of love, at least, lacking on your part.

Shanks knew it wouldn't be easy, that you weren't going to trust, that he wasn't going to receive tons of affection, even looks, he knew you were in a delicate state, after all, you'd rather almost kill yourself than get married.

You didn't bother with his emotions, you didn't bother to ask about his tastes, his hobbies or how his day had been, you just spent the days dead, repeating your routine, your life remained the same in a way, a few more numbers in the account. but in exchange of what? Your freedom and decision. You were hurt, you had been damaged by your own parents, your emotional wounds would not heal overnight and you would refuse to show a modicum of affection until you recovered.

Shanks knew that he would have to sleep alone for months, that an empty house would await him, that all his praise and gifts would be quickly discarded, but it doesn't matter, maybe you didn't look for him or you didn't want him, but as your husband, he would do everything he could to at least help you cope with the situation, he really loves you, but it won't be easy to win your affection because you never wanted this.

Your heart began to heal over time, it took a long time, you decided to completely break the relationship with your family, although before they were the only ones you could turn to, Shanks showed you that he would be there, that despite not being the husband that you chose as such, made you trust him, made you feel loved again.

He wasn't a bad man, he wasn't the most wonderful person in the world either, but he proved to be enough for you to stop feeling that emptiness inside your heart, step by step he managed to break the walls that you built around your emotions, Shanks turned out to be something unexpected in your life, someone you didn't think would be so important and he was able to grant some peace, some happiness back into your life.

Maybe you are not yet ready to accept that he is your husband, but you slowly began to meet someone you could voluntarily fall in love with.

#one piece #op #one piece x reader #one piece modern au #modern au #shanks #shanks x reader #x reader #husband shanks #wife reader #fem reader #request #one piece x fem reader #shanks x wife reader #sfw #reader insert #xreader #angst?

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for getting mad at my roommates?

A while ago I had to move out of my college apartment due to disagreements with the roommates. I was told I was ignoring boundaries and ignoring their stuff, cited as disagreeable in remediation meetings, and also told my disability was “not able to be accommodated” despite the fact theirs all were.

When I moved in, our roommate agreement as per signed by the university said the kitchen and the dishes within the kitchen were all communal property, and could be used by anyone with permission. It was also stated in the same agreement that responsibility for the management of personal items was one’s own responsibility, IE it was your job to inform someone else if something within the kitchen came with special instructions, or if it should not handle something that the person may be allergic to, like nuts or milk. This was a big deal at our university because someone had died a few years ago from a peanut allergy after their roommate ate peanut butter from some utensils which were not washed properly, and sued the university as a result.

I went on to take these rules as they were written, because I come from a similar culture where the kitchen is a communal space and what is in it is considered as belonging to everyone. I ended up using many of my roommates’ pots and utensils because I was poor and could not afford the same things they had, always with permission and always cleaning up after.

After a while, I ended up being informed by one of my roommates (I had 3) that I was “destroying” one of her pans because I had put it in the dishwasher and it was an “heirloom” from her grandmother. I had asked her multiple times if it was okay, and she always said yes, and the complaint was about that she had mistakenly told me yes and never intended for me to use that. She said I was destroying her property and not taking care of it, even though the pan said dishwasher safe on the bottom in extremely faded letters and i saw no signs of damage whatsoever.

Fast forward a few months, and the rest of my roommates are taking her side. One of them was someone I actually shared a bathroom with, who ended up screaming at me in a hissy fit over me having left two (2) actual literal hairs in the drain. Like not two clumps of hair, but two hairs. I cleaned up the drain every time, but she continued to yell at me for being so “dirty” and “uncivilized”, and the other roommates began joining in on this too.

Everything eventually escalated into arguments because I did not want to take what they were saying lying down. I told them very plainly what the roommate agreement was that we all signed to, and they all told me it was null and void and that they would be changing the terms of it extremely shortly. I told them that this was unfair and that the kitchen should be a common space that is shared, and not gatekept, and that they have a duty to uphold that as we all lived in the same space and managed the same things.

They called me selfish, and said I had no sense of respect for others or responsibility for my actions. Eventually they took this to the RA who told me since I signed the lease last, I would eventually have to leave if everything was not settled. We tried many mediations and many things to settle our differences, but I just kept getting called selfish for explaining where I came from and the cultural differences between me and them and they just kept calling me selfish and destructive.

Am I really the asshole here? It was the first time I’ve ever felt unsafe sharing a space with other people.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[libby-for-life]

Title: Adam Dies

Summary: Adam dies. Or does he? When he's reincarnated back to when he was first created, Adam realizes that he has a chance to live a better way. One where he doesn't die nor does he have to make the same mistakes. Can Adam make a better future, one where he isn't so alone?

Chapter 1: Rebirth (preview)

Adam didn't really think he would die today. He actually came down to do the killing. Who would have thought that he would be stabbed in the literal back by some maniacal demon? He could hear her insane laughter as she stabbed him over and over again, burning firey pain running through his veins with each stab.

He felt her hop off him just as he heard the sound of Lute's voice yelling for him. "NO!" Adam whimpered in pain when he felt himself being rolled over. Lute's devastated face came into view. The first thing he noticed was that her arm had been ripped off, golden blood gushing from her wound. And yet, she was worried about him. He had never had someone look at him like that before.

He couldn't help but smile gently at her. Lute was loyal to the end and if it were possible, he would never forget that. He felt himself close his eyes as he heard Lute yell one last time. "ADAM!"

Darkness.

The darkness around him seemed never-ending as if he was stuck in an abyss with no way out. It was cold and lonely, and he couldn't see anything. Was this his hell? The thought crossed his mind more than once. He tried to shake it off, but the feeling of despair lingered. It was like a heavy weight on his chest that refused to lift. He wondered if this was his punishment for his sins. He was once Adam, the first man created by God. But now, he was nothing but a lost soul, floating aimlessly in the void of darkness. At first, he was filled with anger and indignation. After all, how could he, Adam, be confined to such a fate? He should be lounging in heaven, basking in the glory of God.

XxX

As he floated aimlessly, Adam's anger gradually faded into a deep sense of denial. He couldn't even begin to fathom how long he had been stranded in limbo. It seemed like an eternity had passed since he was cast out of Heaven. For he has to be or they would have come for him. But he held on to the hope that he would be brought back soon and all of this would be forgotten. After all, he was the first man and a pivotal figure in the creation story. He wasn't just anybody - he was somebody important! Surely, Heaven needed him. And God needed him too! Who would lead his army of angels without him? These thoughts swirled in his mind as he desperately clung to the belief that he would soon be rescued.

XxX

Adam found himself still lost in the pitch-black darkness, unable to see anything around him. He had no idea how long he had been drifting in this state, but it felt like it had been far too long. He realized as he had nowhere else to go, that maybe he had been too brutal in his killings when it came to demons. And yes, he could have been more attentive to the rules instead of skirting along them. If any could hear him, he's learned his lesson now! He would be much more careful in the future.

As he called out for help, he hoped that whoever could hear him would understand the gravity of his situation and come to his aid. Despite his pleas, the silence remained unbroken, leaving him feeling more alone and helpless than ever before.

XxX

The oppressive darkness seemed to stretch on endlessly, causing Adam's desperation to grow with each passing moment. He couldn't help but wonder if anyone would come to his rescue, but deep down, he knew that he was alone. After all, what use did heaven have for him? Lute, his right-hand angel, could easily take over his duties and the archangels were more than capable of carrying on without him. Perhaps it was only right that he suffer the eternal consequences of his actions. It was his own fault, he couldn't deny that. Adam had made grave mistakes, and now he had to face the repercussions of his wrongdoings.

It was fitting, wasn't it? If Lilith could see Adam now, she would be enjoying his eternal suffering. She was as beautiful as she was dangerous. Even in the idyllic setting of the Garden of Eden, Lilith was a force to be reckoned with. She was fiercely independent and determined to do things her own way, no matter the cost. He remembers how he would force himself on her, saying that God wanted this to happen and that it was their duty as His creations to do as they were told. He...didn't like it either but he didn't want to displease God in any way.

He learned the hard way that there was also a darker side to her nature, a ruthless streak that made her dangerous to those who crossed her. Adam made the horrible mistake of ever hurting her and paid the price when he was tempted to eat from that damned apple. Poor Eve, so innocent in nature. So dainty and submissive, the exact opposite of Lilith. He didn't like her either.

Eve was always hanging off of Adam, no matter what he did. Her amazement was unceasing and it seemed that everything Adam did was an incredible feat of strength and intelligence. At first, Adam was flattered by her constant attention and empty praises, but he soon grew tired of it. He couldn't understand what was so great about picking up a simple rock or performing other everyday tasks that he found mundane. Despite this, Eve would still cheer and clap in admiration, which only made Adam feel more annoyed. He wished that she would stop worshiping him for things that he considered to be trivial.

Eventually, he thought this was how he should be treated and expected as such when he first came to heaven.

Adam was now aware of the fact that Eve was a product of a highly patriarchal and oppressive system. The system had been designed in such a manner that after Lilith's rebellion had resulted in Eva being put in her place instead. Consequently, men and women were no longer considered equal. The angels, who had been entrusted with the task of restoring order, had decided to make women more submissive in nature. Adam supposed that this strategy had worked, considering there was no more fighting or rebellion against the order. However, despite the apparent success of this system, Adam couldn't help but feel unhappy. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was fundamentally wrong with this situation.

As he floated in the dark, for how long Adam couldn't remember, it came to him. Love. He wasn't in love with Lilith at the time of creation nor was he in love with Eve after it. That was why he was unhappy during it all even after he ate the fruit of the forbidden tree. In fact, this was why he had eaten the fruit to begin with. He was so depressed with his life that he was willing to even sin if that meant change.

'And look where that landed you. If only he could do things differently, maybe you wouldn't have died.'

Suddenly, a yank at his core made Adam yelp in pain. What was going on? And then he knew no more.

So, what do you think of the preview? If you're interested in my book, Adam Dies, then go check it out!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53883259/chapters/136385803

#adamsapple #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel #preview #chapter 1

[itsclydebitches]

Let's tally things up, folks!

Ruby's entire depression arc is "resolved" by a one sentence exchange wherein she just... decides she's better now? 'Is this the message?' Ruby asks, on her knees in front of a not at all subtle broken piece of glass. 'That I'm just supposed to give up?' and then literally the next moment she sees Crescent Rose, the weapon she's been flinching from because it represents all the failures she hasn't actually grappled with this season, and decides that depression and suicidal ideation are for losers. Let's go fight a randomly evolved cat!

The group still doesn't care about Ruby's Volume-long struggle. What are you talking about, evil kitty? Ruby's never been confused, or weak, or feeling like she's broken. We're oblivious to all that. That's why we follow her, because we can easily ignore everything that's going on in her life and instead just focus on ourselves. Didn't she have a breakdown a couple of hours ago about having to lead all the time? Should we really be announcing the moment she steps out of the tree that we expect her to be in charge again? ... nah, it's fine!

I guess the overall message is that any and every horrific act is excusable because you're just being yourself? Sorry we doomed a Kingdom and have actively helped Salem in trying to take over the world. The horrors we've enacted are good things though because it means we're being ourselves.

Ruby is conveniently the only Ascended who retains all her memories. Can't have the protagonist undergoing any kind of actual change, after all.

Neo throws herself into the tree despite that going against every iota of her characterization. Will we ever see her again? Who knows.

Is the blacksmith lady Alyx? I still have no idea.

Jaune is made young again, because of course he is. Love that they act like this is some curse he's suffered from - "It's been so long..." - and not an actual life lived across several decades. If I got stuck somewhere for twenty-ish years and then someone tried to magic me back to my 18 year old self I'd be like wtf? No? I'm not a teenager??? Will the show ever acknowledge that Jaune is actually an old man in a de-aged body now? I doubt it, considering this plot-line had no impact on his personality, skill, or outlook.

Also love that the brothers' story is treated like this wonderful tale of growth and exploration. The blacksmith is going on about how amazing it is that you don't know what you'll get when you create something, tone all fond for the demi-gods that have left her world to toy with new ones, and I just wanted one of the characters to start screaming about all the horrors they've caused. They killed an entire population in one fell swoop and have cursed two individuals for funsies, with the entirety of Remanent permanently under threat of annihilation if they don't meet the Gods' ambiguous standards of unity. Oscar didn't fall into the void because if Ozpin had been there he would have gone feral and attacked the blacksmith with his bare hands.

We're heading back to Remnant and Ruby still doesn't know that Jaune killed Penny! Ruby didn't even get her sword back. Or consider her in the tree therapy session. Why was killing her off necessary again? Oh yeah, Jaune angst🙃

We got a "when you're needed" from the blacksmith, so expect that time-skip in Volume 10. Can't wait to see how much important stuff the story skips over...

Also, this is so minor in the grand scheme of everything else, but I YELLED when Summer admitted that she'd lied about the mission. For nine Volumes these characters have been dragging Ozpin for every problem under the sun including, in Volume 7, for the mysterious disappearance of Summer, only for it to turn out that she LIED about where she was going and on whose orders, setting him up to take the fall when she doesn't come back. Who's going to have Qrow apologize to Ozpin for blaming him for years? Who's going to have Ruby unpack that her whole family is made up of liars and she was foolish to think that anyone, including Ozpin, could survive this war with a completely clean record? Hell, who's going to have Ruby simply tell anyone - including her sister - what she now knows about her mother's death? Not the RT writers, I'd wager.

Especially when they gave us a scene of Summer leaving on what she recognizes may be a suicide mission and leaves a token of affection for one daughter but not the other. Summer is Yang's mom too! Yeeeeeaaah the story is really bad about actually writing that.

Overall this Volume just feels like a colossal waste to me. The story ignored most of what was set up in Volume 8, introduced a world it didn't have time to flesh out, threw in an unnecessarily shocking story line about the hero trying to kill herself, 100% dismissed the ramifications of that, reset everyone so that none of the characters have to actually grow or change, and has now implied that all the plot important stuff - the Atlesians' survival in the desert, trying to ally with Theodore, Salem's next attack on Remnant, the development of most of our B Team, etc. - has occurred off screen.

The only thing this Volume accomplished was getting the bees together, which was something we should have had years ago. That admission hasn't changed their dynamic in any way, or introduced new conflicts (remember, no one cares about Ruby's breakdown, including her correct accusation that Yang has cared more about her girlfriend than her struggling little sister). It's just... there, not queerbaiting anymore, thankfully, but that feels like a very low bar to meet.

2+ months later and all I'm feeling is

#rwde #rwby #mymetas #suicide tw #also also a lot of the dialogue was just AWFUL #not Ruby's with the Blacksmith so much #but the Cat's? #Weiss'? #Jaune's? #god I was cringing through so much of that fight #'Nooooo these FEELINGS!' #like putting aside that none of Jaune's plan makes sense #(why is this hallucinatory Alyx suddenly helpful instead of ~evil~ like what the girls saw?) #(why would the smoke impact Neo if she supposedly has not connection to Remnant anymore - the reason the Cat can't leave?) #(why would feeling things fix possession when it's clear that the Cat feels SO MUCH via that broken heart?) #it was just awful to listen to #honestly highlights of the episode were Ruby looking cool going after Crescent Rose #and the newly introduced mystery of what Summer and Raven were up to #that's it #that's all I've got

[sturnprime]

SOFIA, chris sturniolo 🩵

from h ꨄ︎ ⎯

i would have written smut if i knew how to but i think it would suck arse so 😝

i hope you love it 🩵 (join the taglist here)

as decided, once matt and nick arrived home and sorted out the few bits of groceries they brought from a local store, the brothers alongside nate went to the car and straight to carlos' ice cream parlour. the specific parlour was one that everyone in the small village seemed to be talking about and whenever they made conversation with locals, it was practically always the first thing recommended so the decision to try it out the previous day was most certainly an easy one. long story short, they all absolutely adored it beyond belief, hence the will to get some more the following day.

now, truth be told, the parlour was in fact in walking distance and they could have easily made it there in under fifteen minutes on foot if they truly wanted to but the scorching heat seemed far too extreme to even consider walking and so they had settled on the car, driving the quick route with the slight breeze seeping in through the windows and arriving in no time at all with excitement bubbling up inside of each individual at the prospect of easing their warmth.

the area was mostly void of people besides the few who roamed around almost mindlessly yet as the four of them approached the parlour, they took note of the way it was bustling with people. the animated atmosphere welcomed them with open arms as soon as they stepped inside and the small bell above them chimed, signalling new customers had arrived. most of the seats were occupied and quite literally everyone there had a smile on their face as they exchanged conversation from across the parlour in delight, not even caring that anyone could hear their conversations because it truly was seemingly a normality here.

chris couldn't help the fascination that sprouted inside of him as his curious eyes took in the various groups that came together ever so flawlessly. he offered a smile to anyone who caught his eyes as he, his brothers and nate moved towards the ordering booth that was placed just beside the vibrant array of never ending flavours. when they had the ice cream yesterday, nate had gotten it but this time chris was permitted to see the environment and he quite honestly adored it for what it was.

he could hear small strings of numerous conversation and the sound of laughter travelled to his ears and faded into a slight buzz of admiration. he smiled yet again to himself as he looked to the ceiling, eyes meeting the multiple chandeliers and uniquely, shaped lights scattering the surface. seeing as it was day time, they weren't switched on but part of him just knew the illumination would not be too bright nor too dull, just the right amount to perfectly accommodate the customers. 

his eyes flickered over the flavours presented at the front before he instantly decided on his choice, a classic cookies and cream that he undoubtedly knew he would enjoy as per usual and never go wrong with. the man at the front allowed them to ponder over their options for a few minutes before he kindly stepped forward and asked if they were ready to order. they all informed him on what flavours they wanted and how many scoops before he told them they could either stick around or find a seat.

they were too engrossed in their conversation as it was and didn't seem to mind standing around and waiting as carlos prepared their orders. the exchange of words they shared seemed to make time stand still and spiral ahead all at once, providing them with a miniature moment of utter humour that they were positive they would never forget due to how joyous it made them feel.

"hija! can you get me some more tubs, por favor?" chris heard the man yell to whoever was behind the doors and just a few seconds later, none other than what chris could only deem as the prettiest girl he had ever seen, came out with a brand new stack of tubs balancing in her hands.

"you're drooling," nick's voice pulled him out of the trance he had stepped into and for a moment chris genuinely believed him because he was basically gaping at the girl, eyes filled with a glint he could almost see himself.

"she's so fucking pretty," chris commented as his eyes remained glued to her before he abruptly looked away, not wanting to appear as some sort of creep if she looked in their direction.

"go talk to her," nate encouraged him and chris thought about it for a moment, considering stepping closer to the desk to speak to her but the universe was apparently on his side because she beat him to it, offering the group a soft smile that chris was sure made him melt more than the ice cream when it left the coolness of the store.

"i've never seen you guys before, are you visiting?" she asked them, curious eyes and the most unique accent chris has ever heard in his life, one that had him wanting to hear her voice over and over again.

"we're here for the summer, we're from boston," nick answered on their behalves and her eyes lit up at the information.

"i don't think we've had visitors from there before, how did you come across the village?" she pondered aloud, her head quickly turning back to see if her dad was focused on her but he was too busy preparing orders to care.

"our grandma has a friend who has family here and she told us it was a peaceful place to visit," matt told her and she nodded along eagerly before a sort of realisation dawned on her face.

"i didn't even introduce myself, how rude! i'm sofia and that's my father, carlos," she pointed at her dad who offered them smiles.

"i'm nate, their friend and they're all brothers, nick, matt and chris," nate introduced and sofia would be lying if he she said her gaze didn't remain on chris as she studied the group in front of her, most definitely enamoured by the sight before her as well as his ever so charming smile.

"nice to meet you all," she grinned just as carlos yelled a few words about their orders being ready and so she hurried to grab them from him alongside some plastic spoons.

"guessing people's ice cream flavours is my speciality," she told them as she was in earshot once more before she handed them all what flavour she thought they had selected and remarkably, her guesses were all correct.

"how the fuck did you-" nate began to ask but sofia interrupted him immediately, her eyes glimmering at the not quite delivered question.

"you were the easiest to guess. you remind me of my best friend daphne and daphne always sneaks cotton candy into a tub. my dad pretends to be mad but he's always preparing her order way before she even gets here," sofia explained with a fond smile, the admiration evident in her eyes as she spoke about her father and best friend; two of the most important people in her life and people whom she would never be able to express her mounts of gratitude for.

"what do you always have then?" chris queried and her eyes brightened up at the question, happy that the boy was taking an interest in her when she was very much interested in him too.

"blue raspberry," she answered, pointing at the flavour that chris had seemingly missed because his jaw hung open in shock the very moment he laid eyes on the presented container filled with the blue contents and marked with blue ras on the front.

"blue raspberry ice cream exists?" he exclaimed in shock, the tone of his voice making his surprise extremely prominent, if not already clear from the way his jaw was practically on the floor at her words.

"of course. don't tell me you've never tried it before?" her eyes widened at the realisation before she without a second thought or word to spare went further behind the counter once more and scooped up some of her favourite flavour with a small smile still playing at her lips.

"hija i thought we save your flavour until there's a break," her dad chuckled though he mindlessly handed her a bundle of the colourful, plastic spoons from the side, knowing she liked to pick her own and watching as she picked out the blue one with no hesitation.

"it's not for me padre, it's for him," she pointed at chris and carlos raised his brow once he spotted chris before smirking that knowing smirk of his a little.

"él es tu novio? que guapo," he pondered and sofia sighed loudly as she shook her head firmly, a small hint of red threatening to break out onto her face but being pushed down instantaneously.

"no i only just met him today, he's a friend?" she retorted almost questioningly, not knowing their status given the fact that they'd just met, but carlos only seemed to laugh harder at her words and their frustrated delivery.

"pero él es guapo, sí o no?" he pressed further and she shook her head once more, elbowing his ribs the moment he laughed again, his pearly white teeth shining on display through the curious smile he maintained.

"sí pero él es un amigo, nada más," she reminded him with a small huff that made him look to chris yet again, connecting eyes with the teenage boy before he abruptly looked away.

"amigo, that's what they all say," he grinned and she flicked a piece of his hair as she walked away and returned to her previous position where the boys were waiting for her.

"were you speaking spanish?" nate said as she handed chris the small tub of ice cream and the blue spoon to match, a small detail he picked up on but she didn't think he had seeing as no one ever really did.

"no she was speaking french idiot, of course she was speaking spanish," matt rolled his eyes and nate raised his hands up in mock surrender.

"yeah my dad's spanish and he has this thing of continuing to speak spanish because he doesn't want me to forget the language," she shook her head at the absurdity of forgetting spanish when it meant so much to her and then she watched as chris took a bite of the ice cream and broke out into an incredibly large smile as the flavour hit his mouth.

"that tastes so fucking good," he hummed and she nodded her head, a smile weaving its way onto her face at their mutual excitement that made chris give her a large smile in response.

"i can speak french," chris told her with a grin and she immediately gasped.

"can you actually? i love the way french sounds," she smiled and chris forced away the smile that threatened to break out at her gullibility so he could continue his act that he wasn't even sure why he was performing.

"yeah i went paris for a school trip and learnt it all there," he continued to lie and clearly nick had enough of his bullshit as he ceased the conversation.

"okay he's literally lying to you, kid's never been france in his life and the only french thing he can say is bonjour," the eldest triplet shook his head and sofia scoffed at chris seeing as she had been thoroughly interested in what he was saying, only for it to turn out false.

"why did i actually believe you? this is betrayal," she shook her head at chris who merely laughed at the expression portrayed on her face.

he was about to respond but the sound of carlos calling her to help with something or the other stopped him. before she could disappear however, chris made sure this wasn't the last of her he was seeing.

"can i get your number? i'd like to hang out when you get off work?" he smirked and she bit her lip nervously, nodding her head and grabbing his phone to type in her number.

"bye sofia," he mumbled and she muttered a small bye chris as a means of reply, too dazed to realise she never said goodbye to the others but frankly not finding it within herself to care, not when chris offered her that beautiful smile one last time.

as promised, chris texted her later that night and asked if she wanted to hang out. there was no way on planet earth she could possibly say no to him and so she agreed in an instance, recommending various places but hoping he chose one of her favourites. luckily for her, he chose one of the small beaches that people didn't really go to at night unless they wanted to relax so the calming environment would certainly help to ease her nerves.

she approached the entrance and prayed he was already there, a smile working its way onto her face as she noticed him glancing around, presumably for her.

he breathed out a sigh of relief as she approached him, words spilling out of him, "for a second there i thought you weren't coming."

"i couldn't leave you like that," she grinned at him, a surge of confidence leading her to grab his hand and lead him into the beach.

the soft humming of the people and the slashing of the waves was a tranquil melody in the background of their exchanged words. sofia found it was easy to talk to him for the most part, aside from the very obvious attraction she was feeling. guys like chris didn't just turn up to her village randomly; this felt like a major dream and the feeling of his rough and large hand against hers as they remained intertwined was driving her a little over the edge the more she thought about it.

"what's on your mind?" the lowness of his voice was not helping and she could have sworn he was doing it on purpose, a teasing smirk never parting from his face as he stared at her from their place on the grainy sand.

"stop looking at me like that!" she shoved him slightly and a laugh escaped his lips before he licked at them, staring intently at her as her eyes met his.

"like what?" his hand moved to cup her cheek and her breath hitched in her throat, a small gasp sounding into the air at the touch and making her blink her eyes shut in embarrassment.

"come on sof, open your eyes yeah? wanna see you," he mumbled, his hand swiping across her face and his eyes watching as her eyes slowly fluttered open, hazel meeting blue in a kaleidoscope of adoration.

"you gonna let me kiss you?" he asked and all she could do was nod her head weakly, parting her lips and giving him the perfect access to attack her mouth with his own.

she just seemed so innocent and the idea of kissing her and maybe doing more thrilled chris beyond belief. he wasted no time in attaching their lips, claiming hers in a pure frenzy and making sure to slide his tongue into her mouth at her sudden gasp when he bit down on her lip.

he practically chased after her, his hands desperately clutching any part of her body he could and relishing in the way they fit so perfectly around her as though they were crafted to hold her and her alone. her hands rushed to his hair, tugging on it in a way that made him lose any sense of composure he had left.

“chris,” a whine fell from those plump lips and chris couldn’t help but steal them again, his entire being wanting nothing but her in the moment to the point he was sure all he was breathing right now was the hypnotic scent of her perfume and the miniature breaths wafting into the air.

“hm?” he asked when he finally pulled apart and she stared at him, eyes wide and expression portraying something chris couldn’t read even if he tried his hardest to.

“i know a place…” she trailed off and fuck, he was in another world entirely as he stood up and followed after her without hesitation, not a single thought in his head except how much he craved her.

TAGS 𖤐 @mattslolita @eyeliketoeatpoosay @middlepartmatt @chrissturniolossidehoe !

#⎯ sturnprime #chris sturniolo #christopher owen sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo fluff #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo triplets #the sturniolos #the sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo imagine #christopher sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolos #fluff #suggestive

[lukabitch]

Sorry if the requests are closed I couldn't find a post detailing it

Anyway can I request trans masc reader who's too nice for they're own good and tries to talk sense into the killers

Preferably Wraith, Hillbilly and Bubba but I'm fine with Ghostface or anyone besides frank and freddy

Request are almost always open. The reader sounds like the most innocent thing in the realm. Thank you so much for the request! :)

Killers: Wraith, Hillbilly, and Bubba the baby boy.

Tw: typical dbd violence, mentions of cannibalism, parental abuse mentioned(Hillbilly and Bubba), transphobia.

Wraith:

Oh okay.

He’s a bit confused but it doesn’t bother him as much.

He’ll just continue with the trial as usual but would give you the hatch.

Finds it cute when you try to talk him out of it every trial.

Usually ends up saying your too pure of heart.

Has told you on multiple occasions that he would stop if he could. It’s just a ghost haunting him.

Every damn time you would pull him into a hug telling him it doesn’t have to be like that.

He almost cries when you do this. Your just too sweet.

He would become more defiant to the Entity.

Practically protects you with his life. He won’t let anything happen to his sweet boy.

If someone was being transphobic towards you they will be missing a spine.

He has and will always be there for you. You mean too much to him to let you be upset.

He loves you with all his heart. You showed a side to him he thought was lost long ago.

Hillbilly:

Someone actually showing genuine concern for him? He’s never had that happen before.

Seriously he literally melts from just you showing concern and trying to get him to change.

He’ll just let you ramble to him about how he could be a good person.

He always pats you on the head and walks off.

Even if he wanted to turn a new leaf he couldn’t exactly communicate that to you. He doesn’t know exactly how to speak because of the neglect and abuse of his parents.

He can only really make noises that sound like words. Lucky for him you were quick to notice what he was trying to say.

With how nice and innocent you are it repulses him to have to hurt you. He honestly doesn’t want to so he saves you for last to make it less painful.

He lets you go when he can.

Every time he does let you he sees you smile and lets you ramble about how you could let all of them go next time.

He never does let all of you go. He can’t take the beating the entity would give him.

If someone is being transphobic they will be horrifically dismembered.

One time you were trying to talk sense into him and a survivor yelled slurs at you from afar.

Yeah they didn’t last long he will protect with all his heart. It’s his only way to show that he cares without being sucked into the void.

Bubba:

He’s incredibly confused.

Remember he was raised into believing that it was normal to eat people.

After awhile of you trying to talk him out of it he gets a bit weary. He truly takes your words to heart.

Remember how he treats Stretch in tcm2? He treats you very similar.

He’s kind to you and tries to keep you being alive low key. It doesn’t work at all but come on he’s trying! :(

He gives you a hug every time you try to talk him out of it.

He can’t communicate properly at all. He can only make a mess of noises and squeals.

He considers the two of you close and bring you gifts! Isn’t that lovely?

The gift was makeup, it makes him happy why wouldn’t you make happy?

You tried to explain to him. He does kind of understand what your saying just very loosely.

He just saw you become really uncomfortable when someone was calling you a girl.

It’s chainsaw time baby! He swung it like his life depends on it.

At the end of the day he wants to change for you because he cares about you. He just can’t change due to circumstances.

#dbd #dead by daylight #dbd killer #dbd x male reader #request #killer x survivor #dbd headcanons #Dbd x trans reader #philip ojomo #the wraith #the wraith dbd #wraith x male reader #wraith x trans reader #the hillbilly dbd #max thompson jr #hillbilly x male reader #hillbilly x trans reader #bubba sawyer #bubba sawyer x male reader #bubba sawyer x trans reader

[musashi]

For the alignment chart:

Phoenix viewing maya and pearl as surrogate family to the point he'll lie to authorities about it

The charter jet edgeworth took during 3-5 getting called halfway through its return flight and told it needs to pick up franziska then head back

Pess being a borzoi

Ema hating maya bc she believes spirit channeling is a hoax

Alternatively, ema being completely unfazed by Maya's channeling because mia had done it in front of her & lana when she was little

Mia being spiritually powerful enough that those flashes of her Phoenix occasionally gets are basically her spirit yelling through the void

Franziska knowing insults other than fool but still using it constantly bc it's her favorite

YAY THANK YOU

i generally cannot stand the way the ace attorney fandom does "found family" and slots everyone in nuclear family dynamics / insinuates that shipping things like narumayo is somehow on par with shipping incest. THAT SAID i do think phoenix would break any fucking law for maya and pearl. i think phoenix would quite literally do anything for either of them. his devotion knows absolutely no bounds and this has always been the case. whether one views him as family to them or not, he would fucking upend the very earth below his feet for them, and that is all that matters to me when examining their relationship.

i think the more likely thing is the prosecutor sibs own multiple jets and i think if we looked at timestamps we could prove this one false. that said, it's so fucking funny that i don't care.

borzois are bougie ass dogs. i've always seen pess as some kind of collie but i do like the borzoi headcanon.

i only know trilogy ema so i am going in with half the information but i fully 100% believe that channelling is a STEM in the AA world. also, like, there's tons of legal precedent in the AA world for channeling to be A Thing, so while there ARE skeptics, i don't think ema would be one. i think even if lana was in tune to misty's whole thing, one word about That Sham Verdict From DL6 would get Mia to be like (: actually (: ghost perjury i think (: and lana would come to trust mia more than The System.

see above

i 100% believe this is canon. maya says that mia was incredibly spiritually powerful and mia herself states that she's literally able to hold audience with the dead (without losing consciousness, presumably?) i am of the belief that in ace attorney, spiritual power is tied to strong emotion, and i think Mia's resolve to finish what she started and keep her loved ones safe means she can pierce the veil in small increments without needing a vessel. we know this is all corporeal because other characters react to her ghost.

franziska uses stronger insults in canon constantly. she is incredibly eloquent, even when not speaking in her first language. we can definitely assume that fool is just her favourite word, probably because it is so versatile and easy to play with! also i think she's autistic and vocal stimming.

THANKS FOR SENDING SO MANY

[send me a headcanon! or many!]

#wendy answers #cryptidwithacopiccollection #headcanons #ace attorney #pwaa #wendy rambles

[coffinsister]

Hi there!

I just wanted to let you know that I'd never heard of Saya no Uta until I saw you talking about it on my dash and I was like hey I'll look into that!! I had no idea what I was getting myself into, and it was definitely an experience. I've only played the route of choosing Saya and choosing to call Ryoko, so I still have to make the other choices to view all of the game's content, but I just wanted to come say thank you for giving me the second controversial piece of media I've been able to consume without my ocd throwing a bitchfit, because the whole story is fascinating from a psychological standpoint and that definitely drew me in.

I just wish the story was a little more 3D, I guess? Like the writing is overly descriptive of things it doesn't need to be descriptive of and underwhelming with the actual voiced dialogue. It's an extremely bizarre contrast. And from what little Japanese I've learn over the years out of SpInterest there are some translation points that aren't entirely accurate.

A big one is the fact that Saya speaks in third person which is a common cutesy mannerism for small children in Japanese media. In fact, she speaks super similarly to Maria Ushiromiya from Umineko ( complete with using 'uu!' for emphasis too ) which caused me to attach quickly to her for it. While it's true that this doesn't translate well into English, it does lose in translation just how young Saya really sounds while speaking. Because in Japanese she's saying things like 'Saya did this for Fuminori because Saya wants to be with Fuminori forever!' and it's getting translated as like 'I did this to make you happy. So you'll stay with me forever, right, Fuminori?' and those are two completely different tones. In fact, it's so overlooked from the English translation that this trope of hers isn't even mentioned on the The Song of Saya tvtropes page and that's wild to me.

Sorry, I didn't meant to turn this into a rant in your inbox asjklhd. Thank you for bringing this intriguing piece of media to my attention. 💖

Hiii, I'm so sorry for taking so long to reply to this ask but it was lovely getting it, so please don't apologize! We love getting long asks, and talking about our interests <3 And I'm really happy me basically screaming into the void about it, got you into it! That's great, that's exactly why I post about the things I like.

This was very interesting to read so thank you for sending it.

Side Thought: TV Troupes actually really really sucks for this kinda thing, it is widely innacurate with big media, and incredibly lacking for small media. So personally, I would not chuck TV Tropes lacking this as much to the (very bad, like super bad) official translation, as much as I would to the site just kinda sucking.

I'm sorry if I sound harsh, the website is fun, like any other wiki is, I just have personal beef against it, do not mind me, old man yells at cloud.

The first route I finished was also the one with Ryouko, and tbh, in my opinion that's the best one, but obviously seeing the other endings gives a lot of extra information, and character depth, so I hope you play through them and enjoy them too.

And yeah, I feel you, I wish it was more 3D and that I could have cared more about the characters, the writing definetly feels too much like purple prose, and way too descriptive about meaningless things sometimes, while also compeltley glazing over others.

Also big big same about the translation, I already posted my long rant about it, but it's really such a shame, because Nitro+ is actually so good at conveying character through dialogue, like actually reading some of the VNs in Japanese is a whole new experience on its own

And exactly as you said, it would have been far easier to understand Saya is a literally preubecent child if the translation had shown how childishly she actually speaks, or another big one, we would have gotten to see more of just how badly Fuminori wants to show off in front of Saya and Yoh, if the translation had actually shown him avoiding being fully honest with Saya.

Like there's so so many moments in Japanese of him just going, Well, about that, you know... to Saya when she's asking him about their plans together, and he's very reluctant to ask her for help, even when he really needs it, until she blatantly offers it, and he takes it.

In the Official English version he literally just goes "Well, the thing, Saya is that I failed to kill Koji, any ideas about that?"

So much character missed there, I feel like also missing the honorifics isn't helpful or good, like Yoh calling Oumi, Oumi-chan makes them feel way way closer, than just college friends who hang out between classes. And it gives you a better sense that they care for each other.

My hot take about translations is that they shouldn't just accomodate to what's most familiar to the target audience, in this case USA people, it should just make the media more accesible. It isn't a failure of art if it is a bit of a struggle to engage with it, it's good to make an effort to try to understand foreign art, even when the way the text is presented, isn't super familiar or relatable to you.

This is basically what everybody who isn't from an English speaking country already does lol

#The first few people I met who had played tcoaal way back in the day got into it from me posting about it on a different sideblog and it #means so much to me to this day I wanna keep sharing what I like so maybe other people will like it too #I apply the same mentality to reblogging art and fics #I have actually never read Umineko I need to get in on that either way it's always lovely to see you around and I'm always up for #chatting about my silly little vns :) #soleil asks #saya no uta #longer answer to long ask

[naamahdarling]

Cats!

This is my dear friend Henry. He is an old man but he still likes playing with the wand toy and running around the house. He is scared of everyone and everything and would love nothing more than for me to stay in bed all day so he can sit next to me. He likes looking out the window, yelling into the void, and crunchy food.

And this young lady is Calamity Jane. She was born with an eye condition, and had surgery to remove them, so she is blind. It doesn't matter to her; she sprints around the house, climbs up on things, and finds all the snacks just fine. If she doesn't get mandatory cuddle time everyday, you will hear about it. Her favorite activities are playing with the crinkleball, looking out the window, and crying in the hallway because she is pretending she doesn't know how doors work.

Henry is a retiree who lives on a quiet little island in a quiet little town. A quaint fixture, reclusive but kind -- even helpful sometimes -- he used to be an accountant, and a good one, and now does friends' tax returns for free. While elderly, he stays active by going for walks on his property and digging in his little garden where he grows his little vegetables. Or giant ones. He's one of those old guys who grows an enormous turnip and then poses with it for his grandkids to post on Facebook, from where it goes viral. His manner of dress is eccentric, his facial hair is very charismatic, and he has a jolly laugh. He yells at seagulls.

Calamity Jane has many active hobbies that keep her busy -- hiking, jogging, climbing. She also enjoys reading while sitting outside, where neighbors sometimes come to visit. Her actual job is as a social worker, helping people remove obstacles to their well-being, whether those are difficulties accessing mental health care, affordable food and housing, or LITERAL DOORS, HOW COULD YOU. She is an outspoken advocate for social justice and societal change. Why doesn't everyone have equal access to food, water, crinkle balls, and cuddle time?! She is fiery and joyful, and has the best underbelly ever known to humankind.

[hgduo]

dropping a handshake in the ask box after that tntduo rant 🤝 bc you hit the nail on the head!!! and it's really funny because I DO like /r ctntduo they used to be my hyperfix ship. but the fandom absolutely killed them for me and it started when qsmp started and qtnt started w these very different but still very cool and interesting dynamics!!! that I saw none of anywhere in fandom. bc they clung to ctnt and did not waver. ough.

like I fully agree I hate to be the person who yells at others about what they can or cannot do in fandom, that's never the vibe, but it is sooo disheartening to see such blatant mischaracterization be the popular fandom view of them. qquack is such an interesting and complex character who is going through hell and back (LITERALLY) and it leaves such a bad taste in my mouth when all of that is ignored just for shipping purposes ://

(okay I know I said I probably wasn't gonna answer asks, but I'll make an exception for this one cuz I have some things I wanna say lol)

Anon I feel you pal 😭 would you believe me if I said same- I too used to be rly into c!Tnt back in the early days back in October 2020 when Quackity helped Tommy stop Wilbur from pressing the button. I just did not care for the direction it ended up going Especially in fanon, I just did not care for the way they ended up getting characterized 😔

I was willing to give q!tnt a try but ended up resenting it like you did. And honestly it's not like there ISN'T interesting stuff going on with his dynamic with Wilbur it's just that you don't really see it explored in fan content that much because most people are focus on shipping them. I wish I could see more about how Quackity was so fixated on being with Wilbur and trying to be a part of Tallulah's life out of grief over losing Tilin and never knowing who his ticket partner was- same applies with his initial reasons for adopting Richas being trying to replace the void left by Tilin and ease the guilt of having failed them as a father by trying to be a better father to Richas. It's something he started to come to terms with during his conversation with SOFIA after festa junina about what love is! And that's genuinely interesting stuff!!! We see his struggle with grief over Tilin and care for Richas and Tallulah clash in his Hell/coma streams!!!!!! Maybe 2024 will be the year of change and q!Quack will get some justice because he DOES have so much going for him as his own character. Maybe we just need to be the change we wanna see.

#anon #ask #tntduo neg #negative #ship hate

[mihai-florescu]

I know you don't care much about rinniki and that's understandable there's many different joys to experience in enstars but I'm still not over how if you readjust them slightly on their default poses they're literally holding hands. Look at these queers. I'm yelling into your void because the same 5 mutuals I talk to about rinniki know this already.

How lovely this discovery is! They are extending their other arms and tempting me to get some ibuprofen rn and join them in a dream... also i think it's funny whenever you start an ask by saying i dont care about !! characters😭 (/not mad, i really hope it doesnt come across as that) as if one of/maybe the first? Full Enstars Illustration ive done Wasnt rinniki? I care them. I had a bigger crazyb phase in 2022 when i was reading their stories and now im just chilling but i do care. I am a rinniki monoshipper i dont like to see them paired up as a ship with anyone else than each other. But i also will never think they have as much significance as some of my other pairs im sorry (<-guy who vagueposts things he read like over half a year ago about rinniki being the wataei of !!. No, wataei are still the wataei of !!. We can and should appreciate 2 dynamics differently). Anyway. Somehow my replies to you always end up going on a tangent, sorry about that

#anyway ill go look for my rinniki fanarts now im curious how many ive made #ask #niicookie

[pastelsnowcat]

I wrote this in one sitting in like 10 minutes, it’s not my best work but it doesn’t matter. It’s more like.. venting for me right now, so watch out for that. I didn’t read through it again, just wanted to write it down. It’s too personal to care if it’s written well.

I wrote about Shoko but actually it’s more directed at my own partner, love you hun.

I advice you to listen to this.

Topics of panic attacks, suicide, self-harm. Shoko comforts you.

“It’s okay, sweet thing” she murmurs against your temple, caressing your back so softly, so lovingly. Things haven’t exactly been.. going your way lately, you’re exhausted. When you retuned home that night and just stood there, in the living room, shaking and trembling and so very close to breaking down.. she was right there.

She was right there when you entered her office with bloody cuts running down your arms. You did it again, you got overwhelmed until the point you cracked and tried to escape the only way you knew how to. Your father, he would’ve yelled. He would’ve yelled and struck you and blamed you, but Shoko did not. She would not. Still, you were scared. Of course you were- She is always so good to you, and you ruin it by falling back into old habits. You snap at her when you feel threatened, not because you want to but because there simply isn’t any other way for you to express yourself. You hurt yourself, convinced you deserve it because you do, you don’t deserve her love or her kindness or-

“Stop. Don’t, don’t overthink. You’re okay, everything is alright, Angel. Just focus on me, can you do that?” She snaps you out of your thoughts, just like she did when she talked you out of taking a pill too many or jumping off a building just a little too high.

Shoko wraps her arms around you and begins to rock you gently, like a scared kid unsure of how to handle such things in life. You’re scared, anxiety fills your chest and threatens to pull you into the void, to consume you- but as long as Shoko was here, right here next to you, you were gonna be okay.

“You’re alright, my sweet girl. Everything is alright” she reassures with a comforting voice. It’s rare to see Shoko so.. emotional, almost. At the very least not the nonchalant Shoko, no. She understands you, she gets it.

Like valuable porcelain, already cracking and so close to breaking entirely, the doctor picks you up ever so carefully, pulls you back on your feet. Figuratively, and literally. You didn’t even realize you broke down in front of her, arms wrapped around your legs with shallow breath. But it’s okay, you’re safe.

You were sat on the couch, your partner wrapping a soft blanket around you. She knows it’s difficult for you to talk about your issues, your worries. She knows you need comfort and reassurance, not advice, not right now.

Shoko crouches down in front of you, tilting her head slightly so she can get a better look at your pretty but oh so sad looking face and her hand moving to rest against your cheek- slow and calculated and afraid to startle you, like a fawn. She’s careful around you. Not because she’s afraid that you might snap or spill hurtful words, it’s how you protect yourself, your defensive mechanism. But because you deserve someone to treat you gently, with love and admiration that is burning in her eyes. Tired eyes, she understands you, your exhaustion. But even if she’s fighting her own tiredness, coping with her very own problems, she still makes sure you’re okay. Always, every single time. Then, with upmost care, she places a gauze on your arm to soak up and stop the bleeding.

“I’m going to get you some water, okay? I will be right back. I promise” she assures, but not actually leaving your side until you nod. Communication. She reassures you that she’ll take care of you, as long as you allow her to. Shoko treats you like art, like a vase, valuable art- so fragile, but deserving of care and love. Always. You replace her hand holding the gauze, working with her and not against her like you used to.

When she returns with a glass of water and a few medical supplies, you just can’t help it but to avoid her gaze. She doesn’t mind, she understands. You’re like a stray, hurt and beaten and the only way you know how to defend yourself is to bare your teeth and bite- even if you bite yourself. But Shoko still loves you, still helps you and she shows it, so so much. It makes you soft, like a muzzle around your jaw. It’s good, perfect even. You’re learning to communicate properly, to allow yourself to show weakness and to let other people help you. You don’t have to go through this alone, you know that? Even right now, vision blurry and body shaking and voice nonexistent. Panicking, feeling like the world is about to end. Because it won’t end, she’ll teach you that. She’ll teach you to love yourself just as much as she loves you.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Your girlfriend asks, tending to your wounds, her hands trembling just a little and her fingertips twitching occasionally. Of course this doesn’t leave her unaffected, of course it was a shock to her. But she understands, she truly does.

“No” you reply with a whisper, and a sob. She nods, flashing a smile at you. ‘It’s okay, I’ll still love you nonetheless’.

Shoko understands because she has done it before too, self-harm. In a different form, sure, drinking until she would pass out on the couch for many nights in a row or smoking two packs in one sitting. But it’s self-harm nonetheless, with the intention of finally leaving this wicked and cruel world rather too soon than too late. Shoko thought about suicide before, how much easier it would be for her to just.. stop, so she wouldn’t have to endure another heartbreak, another colleague or friend dying because she couldn’t save them.

But then, you stepped into her life and turned it around completely. You, not even trying to but it just happened, pulling her out of a dark place. And she fell in love with you, the way you try so hard to be better, to get well again for her. Working so hard, even when dealing with your past, and always being so affectionate to her. Leaving her notes, cooking a meal when she is just too tired to. Reading a book for her when she can’t sleep, again. In return, she will always take care of you, your wounds and talk you through another panic attack. Reassure you that no, she won’t leave you like they did, she won’t leave you alone in this world. Even when you yell and scream and cry, too overwhelmed with the world, too scared to face it- Shoko will help you through it.

Together. You help each other to heal, to find love and companionship and comfort in each other even if the rest of the world can be so dark, so cruel and mean. To work through your own and combined issues. You understand each other, and each other’s sins and flaws. You know that, and so does Shoko.

“We’re going to be okay, I promise. We’ll heal, and we we’ll be happy. Just stick with me, and we’ll get through it together” she promises, placing a kiss on the bandage wrapped around your arm with expertise. Shoko settles next to you on the couch, wrapped around you tightly in a hug, embracing you. Her sobs joining yours. It’s okay to cry, it’s okay to be emotional. It’s a confession- she will take care of you, but she was still scared when she took notice of the blood dripping along your forearm, across your hands and down your fingertips. You appreciate it, her emotions showing even though Shoko always tries to stay composed, hiding her feelings when she tells another coworker that their friend had just died. But she’s learning to accept her feelings, her fears and worries. You’re helping her learn just as much as she is helping you. You rest your head on her shoulder, placing delicate kisses along her jaw, letting her know that you’re okay and that you’re going to be okay. Even Shoko needs reassurance sometimes.

“Yea.. we’re gonna be fine..” you croak out with a voice just a little hoarse. She takes a deep breath, calming down again. You believe it, you finally, truly believe your words, and so does Shoko.

Even if you feel like nothing is going well, even with so many setbacks and even when your heart breaks again and again and again. Even if you feel like nothing could and will ever be okay, be better again.

Because it isn’t true. It takes work, but Shoko and you will do it together. You’ll both heal and look out for one another.

Things are going to be okay.

#ninäswrites #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen shoko ieiri #shoko ieiri #jujutsu kaisen shoko #jujutsu kaisen anime #Spotify

[haldenlith]

Okay, no, I'm not done ranting about my misgivings about Mara and Crow's writing as of late. I've been sitting here stewing, and I might as well shout into the void about it.

It's true, I've never liked Mara as a person, because she was condescending, arrogant, and manipulative, especially after Forsaken and scouring through everything lore wise, and seeing how she treated Uldren as just another tool in her toolkit, and was... basically abusive.

But I did think she was interesting as a character. My biggest problems with her weren't ever with her, per se, but with how the universe reacted to her. Or didn't react to her, rather. It seemed like everyone was always, all the time, blind to her actions. It was frustrating. Zavala was the only character, it seemed, that ever seemed leery of her. It was refreshing to have our Ghost yell at her when he did, even if we got shouted down by her afterwards. It was nice to see (well, read) Jolyon stand up to her. It was hella refreshing to have Ikora clap back at her, especially after Mara had spent so much time blaming The Guardian for Uldren's death, with the response of, "No Mara, you did that shit." It was nice to see the universe react to her. She finally felt, to me, like she was a part of the big web of characters and stories, and not just some detached side character. She felt... real, I guess? I still didn't like. Still didn't trust her. But still, she felt a part of everything now.

And sure, I hollered and flailed and was like "STAY AWAY FROM CROW", and was unsurprised when she was like "oh he's a blank slate, I can use that." And I even thought it was interesting when attempts at reconciliation started to happen, because we had the dilemma of "Is she genuinely trying to be a sister to Crow? Or is she just trying to yank him back into the fold, back into her toolbox?". Buuuut... then Season of the Seraph happened.

You see, her reaching out to Eramis felt... strange to me. As far as I could tell, she didn't really know Eramis, had no ties to her, anything. Eramis was just another Eliksni that fought against her and subsequently ended up in the Prison of Elders. Mara had no reason to reach out to her to be all "aren't you tired?" and trying to convince Eramis to "see reason." It all felt really out of character, to me. It'd be one thing if it was Eido or Mithrax, or even Crow (given his bleeding heart nature towards Eliksni), but Mara? Queen "I'm playing 4D Chess with Everyone Around Me"? That little point didn't sit right with me.

And ever since then, it's felt like they've been taking sandpaper to her character and filing off all the sharp points and edges. The most egregious was how apparently sad and broken up she was over Amanda Holliday's death and just like... ?????? WHY WOULD SHE CARE? (Then again, the writing during Defiance was hot garbage...) This is the same woman that led hundreds of her own people to their death without them knowing for the sake of a scheme to steal power from Oryx. She isn't going to care about some random human mechanic. The most I could see her doing is diplomatically, but coldly acknowledging it was a tragedy, but also reminding us that we've got shit to do.

And now she's all soft and sweet with Crow? After literal centuries of being cold to him? It makes no sense. It feels like they're trying extra hard to make her "likeable".

"But they're trying to reconcile the twins and their family arc." Okay, I get that. I hear you, but wouldn't it not only make more sense, but also be more interesting, if we had Mara having an issue of still trying to manipulate Crow and seeing him as a chess piece to move about the cosmic board, but also grappling with the hurt and confusion of "Why is my brother upset with me? He's supposed to love me. He's my brother. I am his sister. I'm only doing what's best for him." Like at this point, I feel like there should be a sort of cognitive dissonance or something that we, the player, can see, but perhaps Mara cannot.

It feels like they smoothed away her flaw of being unable to really relate and understand normal people for the sake of quickly fixing the Crow/Mara relationship. If it hadn't been for previous Mara-interactions with characters, I'd normally sit and wonder if Mara was being manipulative when she comes to Crow and is like "Oh I'm so sad and pained that you must endure Riven after what she did to you." It'd have been a situation of "oh is she being genuine, or is she being manipulative and saying what Crow wants to hear, just like Riven has pointed out?" But shit, now I honestly feel like they meant for her to be genuine.

AND SPEAKING OF CROW... We just spent a whole ass character arc of him reconciling with his past, with his flaws, with how he was used by Mara, and with how he was finally well aware that he was used and how destructive and abusive their sibling relationship was, and now he's just... suddenly cool with everything?

I recall him being very leery and distrusting of her. It's a point that was hammered on multiple times throughout his arc, along with the theme of him reconciling with his dark past (which was largely caused just as much by her as it was Riven). As I said in the other post, it would've made way more sense for Crow to be very cautious in response to Mara's mother-henning. "I understand why you're overprotective, BUT that's still not okay, and I still don't feel like I can trust you." And so on. Sure, there are signs of potential reconciliation there, but also signs of the self awareness he's attained, of realizing that sometimes, no matter how strong your bond is with family, maybe you simply can't trust them.

It just feels like whiplash to go from anger and distrust and perhaps even a little fear and realizing "hey my sister really, really, really fucked me up" to "yeah we've got this unbreakable bond and we're so cool now" in the span of two years-ish? Instead of real reconciliation between the siblings, it feels like history repeating itself and ignoring the whole point of his arc.

All that aside, it also feels like his character is getting very beaten into a box of tricks. As I said before, the amount of time they were spending on him, building him up, made him feel like he was going to play a very important role in the story. But now? He feels like the side character that's trotted out for misery and pain points and then shoved back into a box. We've yet to see him really come into his own, outside of the work he did during his introduction in Season of the Hunt. He feels SO VERY underutilized when you think about his skillset and abilities.

He has literal centuries of knowledge stashed in that dense skull of his. He's got some degree of mechanical genius, given that he built the crow-drones and the Wrathborn lures. He was the first person to successfully figure out how to get in AND OUT of The Black Garden, and live to tell the tale, with only the help of his pal Jolyon. No Light, no fancy Awoken space magic. He was Mara's fucking spy master, and it was at least insinuated that he was pretty good at it.

Aaaaaaaand... Crow's been just an errand boy and scout... this whole time. *sigh* It feels like they're afraid to let him do anything (they being the writers).

I just... their writing bugs me lately. It almost feels like they swapped writing teams and someone has to pick up where someone else left off, but without clear notes or anything, so they're just riffing it. Sort of. Sort of, because Mara just feels more and more sanitized, to me, and Crow is feeling minimized to being a man-pain party trick.

#haldie rants #destiny 2 spoilers #because I do mention season of the wish spoilers #long post