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halfagone · 6 months

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Is it bad that I don’t necessarily agree with what seems to be a lot of people’s headcanon of Danny not being straight? Obviously people can headcanon whatever they want, but I myself strictly adhere to the rule that if there is no explicit evidence or implications from canon that prove otherwise, that I just assume a character is straight since that’s statistically what is most common?

You had me in the first part but you lost me in the second, unfortunately. You said it yourself, people can headcanon whatever they want. If you prefer him being straight, then that's really up to you! But that last line you just said is a little something called 'heteronormativity' and I'm not going to explain that here.

Moreover, I would definitely say that it can be very tricky to use 'explicit evidence' for reasoning, because it's a very slippery slope.

I'll use some other childrens' cartoons as examples to make my point clear here: In The Legends of Korra, Korra dates only guys for almost the entirety of the show. But in the very last episode, she and Asami become a couple. I know a lot of people say that they just threw that out there, but if you do some research you'll find out that the showrunners fought so hard to get just that scene in the show. If they could, they probably would have added more elements to their relationship and gave them more obvious on-screen chemistry. But they weren't allowed to.

In Voltron: Legendary Defenders, we find out in Season 7 out of 8 that before the Kerberos mission, Shiro had been engaged to a man named Adam. While the two ultimately broke off their engagement because Adam didn't agree with Shiro's decision to go on the mission despite his illness, we do see in the series finale that Shiro gets married to Curtis, who was a member of the Atlas crew.

Probably one of the more famous examples, The Owl House! As we know this is a Disney channel show, but the wonderful creator Dana Terrance made it beautifully, openly queer. And Disney didn't quite like that, so they cancelled the series. After which, the showrunners essentially decided for the final abbreviated season, "Fuck it!" And did whatever they wanted, as far as they were allowed to go.

Dave Filoni has said that he shipped Ahsoka Tano and Barriss Offee and we could have seen a romance from the pair. (And yes, this does make the betrayal that much worse.) I could use Steven Universe as an example, but I think I've made this section of my point clear here.

We only see one side of the show. We get to see the finished product, not all the hard work the showrunners and writers and artists and producers put into getting what queer representation they could. We probably wouldn't have seen any of this from Danny Phantom as a show, because we all know Butch Hartman is homophobic as fuck, but that doesn't mean there was nothing there that we as a fandom couldn't have taken to mean something else.

In the episode, "One of a Kind", there's a scene where Danny and Tucker are seen cuddling comfortably in each other's embrace. Of course friends can do this too. Hell, they can even be in something called a ✨ queerplatonic relationship ✨ but that is still queer. Even still that can easily be argued that Danny is just as attracted to guys as he is to girls. You never see Danny act like that around Paulina or Valerie while they were dating.

In "Fanning the Flames", Sam kisses Dash to break Danny out of his mind control. Except... This episode's summary explicitly states, "Danny and Sam find their platonic relationship turned forcibly romantic through the powers of Ember..." Over the show's seasons, we do get bits and pieces of evidence that Sam had a crush on Danny, but it's not until "Frightmare", episode 9 of the last season, that we get a scene where Danny realizes he might have a crush on Sam. I'm sure there are other bits and pieces of evidence, Jack had a ring for some reason in "Girls' Night Out". But "Frightmare" is where we get the first evidence of a possible relationship from them, which is a huge deal because this show is primarily from Danny's perspective.

But that is, quite literally, two seasons apart. So who is to say that- that first time Sam kissed Dash- Danny wasn't jealous of Dash but he was jealous of Sam. Here's what I'm talking about: in "Frightmare" we see in Danny's dream sequence that he wanted to be friends with the A-Listers and that's probably primarily because he likes the idea of being popular, yet in that episode and "Attack of the Killer Garage Sale" it's always Dash that Danny wants to impress and please. In the latter's episode's case almost if not equally as much as Danny did with Paulina, a girl he freely shows his crush on. And yet this is the same guy that makes Danny's school life hell and whom Danny antagonizes on many occasions. This could easily be a case of 'pulling someone's pigtails' and considering Dash's admiration of Phantom, that's not hard to believe on his side of things either.

In general, Danny's entire secret identity can just as easily be a symbolism for queer identity. All of Danny's Rogues know who Danny is, what he is, where he lives, and where he goes to school. And yet it's his parents he has to hide himself from. If you switched out the word 'ghost' for 'gay' or 'queer' in some of the Fentons' anti-ghost rhetoric, it would have been unabashed hate speech.

The Danny Phantom phandom has a lot of queer folks. We've done polls, I've seen the numbers. You said it yourself, anyone is free to headcanon what they want. But considering the community, I am not surprised that Danny being anything but straight is so commonly headcanoned. And maybe that's still not for you, but it's not as shocking as you might expect it to be.

Danny is only 14 years old at the start of the series. While we don't know the exact timeline of the series, and how long it's been when the shows ends, we can comfortably put Danny at 15 or even 16 years old at most. But there are plenty of people who don't realize they're gay or lesbian or bi or ace until they're much, much older. Yeah, we didn't get to see that in canon for obvious reasons, but who's to say we can't show that instead?

#halfagone replies #danny phantom #character analysis #show analysis #deconstructing headcanons #with yours truly :D

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acourtofthought · 2 months

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hi I am a new ACOTAR reader 👋🏼 and I was so shocked to enter this fandom and see all the ship wars going on. I guess I’m more of a casual reader? But I thought SJM was going for elucien which listen - adorable - but then she spend the books after they were declared mates just dissing that entire plot line? Like ok I get it they don’t HAVE to be head over heels like feysand and nessian yet, but since ACOWAR there’s barely any elucien interactions and they’re all described as uncomfortable and idk why she would have them be mates and then turn around and just wreck that setup? Lucien barely is in the books anymore?

And then Sarah started writing these “looks” and shy smiles between elain and azriel and I was like ok I get it too I guess, if Lucien is like not even present in the books anymore? I feel like she straight up changed her mind or something because why did she do all that setup and now is introducing a new love interest? Being mates MEANS something right? Idk it seems like she’s abandoning elucien to me which is sad bc they could’ve been so good together 😭 like bat boy is great don’t get me wrong but we don’t know shit about him other than he is vaguely menacing and has shadows

He’s not shown interest in anyone except Mor or Elain so idk what his plotline will be (if he gets a book even). And yes, I did read this controversial bonus chapter and I genuinely saw it as a nail in this elucien coffin instead of gwynriel as people are saying. Like why would Elain kiss HIM when she has a mate? Lucien is RIGHT THERE ?? It just seems so convoluted for no reason. Like is this a love triangle setup? Idk 🤷🏻‍♀️ it would be easy if Gwyn and azriel were mates so elucien could nicely work out but I barely remember anything about Gwyn and Az interactions let alone anything to suggest romantic themes. So I don’t get that ship at ALL. Like azriel could be shipped with anyone at this point if Gwyn is being considered an option.

Idk I assume there’s hella analysis on this but I just don’t know why SJM would make elucien mates and then throw this random emo bat boy plotline in the mix. I’ve kind of abandoned that hope after ACOSF unless there’s something I’m missing that brings Lucien back in the game? (Genuinely where even is heeee like sir get your girl - respectfully)

Welcome to the fandom! And I'm sorry ahead of time, it's simultaneously fun, exhausting, and infuriating, haha.

I do understand why it feels like she set Elucien up with a bang and just let it fizzle but if you consider why she might have done that, I think it makes sense.

Are you in love? Have you been in love?

Imagine if you are a month away from your wedding. It's your first love, your first experience with intimacy, and the person you have imagined the rest of your life with. Maybe children, a home.

And overnight that dream is ripped away from you.

Not only is it ripped away from you but you're suddenly feeling a connection (because I fully believe Elain knew Lucien was something to her before he ever whispered that they were mates) to a random stranger who you have never seen before.

Your heart was promised to another but now you're chanting "traitor, traitor, traitor" over and over in your head because you're looking at this stranger and feeling big things for him.

But you're whisked away and the connection is broken and you're taken to a strange land where you're forced to think of everything that you've now left behind in the human lands. Where your fiance is probably wondering what happened to you, where you're no longer able to spend time in your gardens, see the people in the household you've grown to care for, knowing your father will be wondering what happened to you when he returns.

But through that depression you feel the tiniest bit of hope that you can go back. That your fiance will love you despite this new thing you've become and were taught to fear. That maybe, the life you loved can still be yours again.

But the stranger comes back into your life with it a torrent of emotions that you're struggling to understand and to control and it's all too much, it's too overwhelming so you shut down. You're not ready to face what it means when you're desperately trying to hold on to what was lost because if you can get that back, maybe things will make sense again.

But your fiance cruelly rejects you. The one who swore he'd love you until you were old and gray and he tossed you aside as if none of it mattered. As if you didn't matter. And he mentions the stranger to you as if it's a dirty word and maybe some of this is his fault. It's not, you know it's not but it's easier to blame someone.

But then you all nearly lose someone you care for during the war and suddenly, maybe that misplaced anger is easier to let go of.

But the war ends and you slowly settle into a new life, trying to forget about what you lost. Your fiance. Your home. Your friends. And even your father. So you put up a wall and you refuse to engage with your "mate" because some of that anger is back. You didn't ask for any of this. You don't want to be dealing with emotions you can't control when he's around when you're already dealing with so much. He makes it impossible to think straight. He makes everything confusing. But when you ignore him, it's easier to pretend. Everything is easier because you don't feel and when you feel right now, it hurts and it's too much and it's overwhelming.

But you can pretend around your sisters because they don't push you to deal with those emotions. You can pretend around Az because he keeps it light and you have no pull to him. He's handsome of course. But the conversations are surface level and you don't have to think about the things that plague you when it's late at night and you're alone. But you are lonely and comfort from another would be nice, wouldn't it? So you engage in a flirtation with Az. You avoid your mate when he's around because feeling too much is not something you can handle in the same year of your fiance's rejection and your fathers death and your lost humanity. You want to escape and you can do this in this school girls crush with him.

You alternate between dying inside while trying to make the best of your new situation and moments where you can fool yourself into thinking that infatuation is just the thing to help you get by but deep down you know you're avoiding everything. You hate yourself for ignoring your mate, knowing how patient he is, how kind but knowing that you're afraid. Afraid to love someone else. Afraid to lose someone else. So you'll keep taking the path of safety. Living in the NC, making Feyre's found family your new family. Liking the available brothers. It's all perfect and easy and safe.

Until the rejection on Solstice and your illusion comes crashing down. It doesn't matter what you do, you can't hide from reality for long and the time is coming for you to face everything you've been avoiding.

So yes.......Elain and Lucien on the surface appear to be lukewarm as of late.

But I think that when we finally get an Elain POV, we're going to see how intense and deep those still waters go. I think that's why SJM has hidden her POV because I think Elain's true feelings are going to bowl us over.

And I wouldn't say Lucien is not in the books anymore. He was heavily featured all the way up into the novella. SF of course was Nessian's story and since the POV shifted from Feyre to Nesta, it's understandable why Lucien was somewhat absent as he reports to Rhys (not Nesta) and lives in the Human Lands. SJM actually went out of her way to include Lucien on a few occasions in a story where his presence would have been odd when you consider his relationship to Nesta (non existent). I think people also fail to remember that everytime Eris and Helion were on page, that's information that can be applied to Lucien's future story too.

#elucien #pro elucien #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #anti e/riel #pro lucien vanserra #pro elain archeron

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waywardprintmaker · 2 days

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How I feel about this character

He is my blorbo and my horse plinko. He was also the first ever fanart piece I ever drew for Hogleg.

I got immediately excited when he first introduced himself as a Gaunt because I knew the background lore for them. I even ran to my friends to tell them about it (they had also just started the game at that time and I was the only one to pick a Slytherin character) but they didn't seem to care as much as me.

Despite that, at first I was more interested in Sebastian, because I'm basic. Ominis cemented himself as my fav only when I got into fanfiction. Then I drew several pieces of him being a small child and being in distress and I'm proud to say that's still my calling card.

All the people I ship romantically with this character Sebastian. And that's it, to be honest. At this point I have extensive headcanons about their relationship dynamic and I just cannot see him with anyone else. I do like to think he at one point had a celebrity crush on Isaac Cooper because of that one NPC line, but I don't think Isaac was even remotely aware of it and it could never have gone anywhere anyway.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

I need more stuff with platonic Anne/Ominis like I need air. I know we like to think of Anne, Ominis and Sebastian as a trio, a matched set, but I think the Anne/Ominis and Ominis/Sebastian friendship dynamics were quite different. I like to Imagine Anne as more emotionally intelligent of the Sallow siblings, a trusted confidant, someone Ominis could tell things he couldn't tell Sebastian. Not yet. They would share inside jokes and gossip Sebastian wasn't always *in* on, but that's mostly because he wasn't interested, so there wouldn't be any jealousy. My other OTPs for Ominis are contradictory. Ominis/every iota of happiness he could get and Ominis/pain and misery. I want to see him hurt, I want to see him cry, but at the same time I want him to know everything will be alright. Does that make sense?

My unpopular opinion about this character

Honestly, I think most of my opinions about him are fairly popular. I suppose except one where I'm not only convinced he won't be having any children of his own, for various reasons, but also that he will probably die young. Tragically. He has those vibes to him.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon. I really wanted him to high five Sebastian in the face at the end of the game.

#hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt

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bohemian-nights · 8 months

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Finished watching “House of The Dragon” for the first time a few weeks age and for the most part I really enjoyed it. But then then I started involving myself in fandom discussions ….is it weird that I thought it was weird how many people shipped Daemon and Rhaneyra? I would like to point out that I’ve not read Fire&Blood yet so maybe their relationship is different/better in the books but.....show wise I haven’t really seen anything to make me want anything they have (in their romantic relationship that is) for myself. Then the fact that he’s her Uncle has always rubbed me the wrong way. Of course people can ship what they want and I’m not trying to shame them or anything like that but it’s just a little weird to me.

I’ve been on the internet for a long while now so of course I know that fictional and real world incest exists and that there are different literatures that have incestuous relationships but for the most part (from what I’ve seen) either the book/show/movie paints it in a bad way or the actual fandom itself points out that it’s weird and unhealthy because it’s incest. I think “House Of The Dragon” may be the first show I’ve seen to do otherwise. Maybe I haven’t been properly “desensitized” to it since this is the first time I’ve ever really had an interest in anything by or based off of George R. R. Martin’s work. So tell me are the relationship(s) different in the books? Better? Worse?

It is very odd and no their relationship isn’t described as any better/romantic in Fire & Blood. In fact you could make the argument that it’s worse considering 1/2 of the passages that Dumbnyra stans argue show Daemon and Rhaenyra’s “love” are when she’s underage🙃

She’s like 8 here and Daemon is in his 20s:

Oh so romantic. Daemon loves his niece so much except gasp he took away his affection once he knew that she was going to be made his brothers heir and not himself:

He comes back though when he realizes he can be closer to the throne if he compromises her and forces daddies hand. Being groomed and having your rep ruined is the stuff of Jane Austen novels😍 She’s 14 here and Daemon is 30:

Does it get better when Rhaenyra is finally legal? Nope.

Here they marry six months after both their spouses die which they claim is “romantic,” but it really reads more like a quickie wedding cause Rhaenyra got pregnant(and if they were really f*cking while Laena is alive why didn’t her dumba** get pregnant with Daemon’s silver haired child to throw off the scent that her children aren’t Laenor’s and why didn’t Daemon get her pregnant if he couldn’t stand to be apart from her and wanted to “protect” her🙃):

They also try to argue that Daemon(after disobeying his wife and queen's orders to save the actual woman he loved) died for Rhaenyra cause he’s taking out her greatest threat:

Even though her greatest threat is Daeron who has an army in addition to a dragon:

Keep in mind this was even before Ulf and Hugh betray Rhaenyra which may or may not have been in that letter, but Daemon for sure knows the greatest threat to Rhaenyra’s safety/reign is Daeron and not Aemond. Aemond was the minor leagues and getting himself “killed” to take him out did little to help Rhaenyra out. She’s most certainly be in dead water after he’s dead because she’d no longer have the dragons needed to win. They’d technically be tied at first, but one of her dragonriders is a child who’d easily be killed. It becomes a 2:3 fight and yeah Addam (bless him cause he actually should’ve left her behind) and Rhaenyra are going down.

And Rhaenyra even considers his abandoning her and saving Nettles an act of betrayal:

They try to use the book to support their ship, but if you read there is nothing romantic about this ship.

Very few prior to this show were hardcore Dumbnyra stans. In fact, most people said Laena was Daemon's greatest love(as a Nettles girl I don’t agree with this), but they screwed her and their relationship over on the show after they race-bent her.

Dumbnyra stans for whatever reason watched the show and thought a man grooming his underage niece (they call the scene where he’s giving her a necklace at 14 romantic) because he wanted to be closer to the throne/his bro was the hottest thing since sliced bread so they’ve said and done any and everything to support their delusions.

Dumbnyra only has the fanbase it does because it’s the only “real romantic pairing” with two white leads on the show thus far. They don’t really care about incest(although it’s a bonus to some of the extremely mentally ill members of their cult) they just like that they are two blonde haired white people. Plus this ship kinda has a built in fanbase(Jonerys, another another dry incest ship. They've not met in the books yet, but it's probably hearing that way if George ever finishes the books🙃).

A great deal of the shippers who do ship Dumbnyra do so because they thought for whatever reason Dumbnyra on HOTD would be Jonerys 2.0 done right since their last ship ended like this😊:

Honestly Dumbnyra shippers set themselves up for failure cause Dumbnyra was never supposed to be this epic romance that they made it out to be in their delusional little heads(a man giving his 14 year old niece jewelry isn’t the romantic serve they think it is and abandoning her in a brothel sure as hell isn’t hot. Those are literally the “best moments” of their ship on screen unless you want to count that beach scene🤣).

Which is why they gloated over Laena being screwed over (and still are obsessed with her despite the fact that she suffered from biased writing), tried to say that older!Dumbnyra have “mature chemistry” when two rocks have more chemistry than they do, why they started spazzing out after choke gate(which up until that point 90% still acted like this ship was the sh*t), and why anytime you bring up Nettles they have a panic attack and pretend like she won’t be on the show 🤣 It’s a sight to see.

I wouldn’t rag on them so much if they weren’t proven to be racist morons, but alas they seemingly can’t help targeting Black characters and Black fans(besides the ones who tap dance for them) with harassment so at this point f*ck 99% of them 🤷🏽‍♀️

#house of the dragon #hotd #hotdask #bnask #bnasks #hotd spoilers #daemon targaryen #the claws will really come out when a certain someone shows up ☕️#rhaenyra targaryen #anti dumbnyra stans

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doberbutts · 11 months

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Anyway the question that always gets asked whenever I reveal that I'm not actually into the Cloud/Tifa thing is who do I ship them with if not each other.

The answer is a little more complicated than all that because from the start I considered their relationship something closer to a QPR before I even knew what that meant. I was calling them platonic life partners back then. People who don't feel any romantic love for each other but have chosen to stay regardless, or perhaps because.

I think, before, Cloud thought he wanted to be for Sephiroth what Zack wanted to be for Angeal. A puppy-like affection, a mentor/mentee comradery, and a close connection. I think Sephiroth would have hated it. He was cold and standoffish to Zack until circumstances forced them together, and even then he only really opened up due to Zack's connection to Angeal. I don't think having his own "puppy" would have been welcome at all. And I think Cloud would have been forced to come to terms with reconciling his hero worship with the reality of everything.

He and Zack were friends, but Zack was actively dating Aerith at the time, and Cloud didn't know Aerith existed back then. And within the narrative, Zack and Aerith are "parents"- with how often Aerith is referred to as a mother with Zack standing beside her, and Cloud is among those who repeatedly mistake Aerith for their mom. Zack does it once within the complilation, before he meets her for real, Cloud a few times, *after* he knows who she is. Clearly even when [redacted], Zack and Aerith are intended to be read as a couple, but then that once again removes an option for Cloud.**

The others... eh. I could be pursuded with the right argument but within canon itself it doesn't hold much water. Once we eliminate those four, he's got affectionate negging with Barrett, a quiet respect for Vincent, and a mutual back-scratching with Reeve. He's vaguely willing to play ball with Reno and Rude but not willing enough to let his guard down, while he treats the other Turks with some distain. He mostly tolerates Cid and Yuffie he both treats like and calls a child- she's the youngest so fair, but still removes her from the playing field. Anyone else connected to Shinra he actively dislikes, so Rufus and his flunkies are out.

We've got confirmation that he doesn't remember Kunzel and if Tseng remembers who Cloud is, he's being characteristically tight-lipped about it but Cloud certainly doesn't remember him. The OG Avalanche crew all died, even though Biggs lived in the Remake, and they weren't close. The Remnants of course mostly wanted to kill him the entire time. Deepground barely acknowledges his existence. Angeal died before Zack met Cloud and Genesis was too deep in his own shit to care.

So like. That doesn't really leave anyone.

Personally I think Cloud has way too much unresolved grief and trauma that he still has not worked through. It's years later in Advent Children when he's finally able to begin to move on from [redacted], and despite that even more years later in Dirge of Cerberus he's still notoriously distant and moody and prone to flaking. He's still questioning who he really is, can he actually trust his own memories and senses, and how much guilt is he willing to shrug off his shoulders for his actions while under someone else's control.

And I think being a distant moody asshole that pushes your friends away because you don't know if they're actually real or not is a difficult mindset to be in while also trying to be in love. So he doesn't try. His friends do love him anyway however exasperated they may be with him at times when he shuts them out while Going Through It. But it means he's not really building anything with any of them either.

Except Tifa, who keeps a room and a bed and a desk for him when he decides to come back, whose bar he calls home, who adopted a scared little boy with him, who watches their friend's adopted daughter with him. Who takes a family photo of the four of them together, which sits on that desk. Who quietly sorts the research papers as he hunts for a cure for an incurable disease affecting their son. Who yells and scolds him not because he left and stopped coming home, but because he gave up and shut her out when he contracted the same disease rather than letting her help.

"You don't answer the phone, but I don't see you throwing it away."

Out of all the voicemails on his phone, it was hers saying Reno had dropped by the bar looking for him and being vaguely threatening with the kids that got him to go see the Turks. He did not followup on Reeve's invite to the WRO. He didn't go chasing oil with Barrett. He didn't visit Yuffie in Wutai. But Tifa says "Reno was here being his usual weird self, I think something was wrong", and he went to investigate.

I don't ship it. I think he believes he's too broken for romance. And I think she's very patient to wait for him and give him the space he needs. Maybe they're FWB. Maybe it's entirely platonic. But the compliation has shown us that it's *something*, even if it's deliberately vague on what type of something.

**I do sort of like the "first this guy [redacted] my boyfriend, then he [redacted] my girlfriend, after trying to [redacted] my childhood best friend and succeeding in [redacted] my entire village and also my mom. This Sephiroth guy sucks" paired with Sephiroth's "tell me what you cherish most, give me the pleasure of taking it away" vibes of Cloud/Zack/Aerith don't get me wrong, but also as said Aerith and Zack were dating at the time but Cloud does not know who she is (or even that Zack has a girlfriend) and it is Very Important that Cloud not know the name Aerith until after Zack [redacted] which would imply sort of shadey behavior on Zack's part. And I don't really see him as the type to cheat, so.

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whitelilynh · 11 months

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I don’t personally ship NejiHina, but I can see the appeal and I understand why it was the preferred pairing in Japan. I was wondering what you think of NejiTen? I personally hate it and don’t know why it’s so popular. People act like they were supposed to be canon, but I just don’t see it.

Hi!

I first want to start this answer by saying I respect every ship and everyone's right to ship whatever they like regardless of my personal taste. Nevertheless, I have my own opinion and if it's not positive towards some specific ship, please do understand that's MY view and opinion, and no one is forced to think or see the things the way I do.

Having say that, I personally dislike NejiTen. I would say I'm indifferent towards it, and I am most of the time, I mean, it doesn't upset me if I find occasionally some NejiTen art by accident while watching something else, and I don't find it a hideous ship. Furthermore, I personally have never had bad experiences with NejiTen shippers either, though I've known and/or seen some of them harassing my friends from NejiHina and other ships, and there is exactly where the "dislike" part starts. Because, indeed, the persons that I've seen doing such comments act as if NejiTen was canon, when it isn't, furthermore, there is, at least at my eyes, no evidence of any kind that even hints Neji's romantic interest on Tenten and viceversa.

Going to the content, Neji is only seen worrying and caring profoundly for Hinata (when it comes to women), no one else. If we add RLSD, his crush on her is totally accepted and obvious on that, but it's just a Spin-off.

When about Tenten, I'd say we see almost equal care and worry from her to both Neji and Lee, except, maybe for Lee's energetic (and problematic) nature, she tends to spend more time closer to him. And maybe because of Lee's life story, she also seems to be more observant of Lee's feelings than Neji's. Even when Neji died, her reaction was to console Lee, her thoughts went to Lee, she was worried because of Lee. I'm not saying she didn't care for Neji or that she wasn't hurt, but her feelings for Lee on that moment (worry, sad, caring) were bigger than her mourning for Neji.

I think it is so popular because the fact that Neji and Hinata are cousins is taboo in many places around the world, although actually it is perfectly legal in more countries than those were it isn't, it was common practice amongst noble families both on West and East until not that long ago, still are many cousin marriages and the genetic/biological risk for the possible future children of such a couple isn't as big as we might believe. Is about double than non-related couples, but that equals 3-4%. That's about the same risk an "older" (35+) woman's baby would have. Anyway, the thing is since Hinata is by this Taboo "forbidden" for Neji, most people would try to pair him with the other woman he interacts with: Tenten. That is, the way I see it, the only reason to pair them. I don't even think they'd had an interesting dynamic and on the few content of them I've paid attention to, usually Neji's or Tenten's or both's personalities are changed so they fit and the ship becomes more interesting.

I think it takes from both of them to pair them together, it is nice to see Tenten as an independent woman who's life, for once, doesn't revolve around her crush on a boy.

And Neji seems a traditional tranquil man, if he wasn't so focused on and devoted to Hinata I don't think he would care about marrying or being on a couple. That's why I can't see him with anyone else but Hinata.

Sorry for the long answer, in the end as I say, everyone is free to ship what they like 🩷

#nejihina #neji hyuga #hinata hyuga #neji x hinata #hyugacest #ask #naruto #neji

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into-september · 9 months

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So the REAL reason I don't care for "Frozen" is about the way it goes about romance, primarily because this

is not the face of a master manipulator scheeming to get to the throne. Her back is turned. He's alone, after having just lived throught the cutest meet cute in animated history. There is no reason for him to pretend; Anna put that look on his face. I'm absolutely stumped on why they left that shot in the final product; it has absolutely no bearing on the rest of his presence in the film, but it DOES tell the audience that he is as besotted with Anna as she is with him which makes the later claims of his "true character" simply insincere. That moment isn't "misleading" the audience, it's lying to our faces.

(particularly when you know that Else was originally intended to be the villain. I can't imagine that that was changed at a point so late that they'd completed animation for other parts of the film, and even if they'd lose nothing in cutting that second of him under the boat, compared to how it breaks the rest of what could have been a truly great story)

Also "Love is an open door" is a better sell for cute couples than any soppy romantic duet preceeding it except that one with Robin Hood and Maid Marian

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imagine a world where these two dorks were to be marketed as an official disney couple.

I wonder if the reason I shipped Anna and Hans so hard wasn't if "Frozen" was always sold as the Anna-and-Elsa show. Any love interests would be a side dish to the main relationship; I knew from the outset that there would be no huge moments of romantic love saving the day, and Anna and Hans' instant jump into absolute fucking idiots in love was cute and it was funny and it was such a refreshing change from what felt like decades worth of couples that either started out bickering and learned to love each other, or had some kind of conflict they had to overcome by the climax of the film.

I wanted cute. I wanted simple. I wanted silly.

By god, I wanted someone who simply loved each other and where this love was just joy and not another story about how romantic love is the force that saves the world or at least a driving element in motivating people to do it.

Kristoff and Anna have that same dynamic that I'd grown tired off years before they hit the screen, with the added insult of existing solely for the sake of the climax being a Shocking Suberversion™.

Hans could've filled the exact part Kristoff does at the climax, but Hans becomes a villain because every film needs a villain, because bad things happen because of Evil, not because of we're all of us imperfect and prone to being stupid, believing our own prejudices, giving into temptation

(I love you, Studio Ghibli. I love you, Princess Mononoke and Howl's Moving Castle and Arrietty and all the other films where the antagonists are either petty people with power or misguided people believing they do good, and where they are either forgiven or forgotten by the end, where audience catharsis never comes by their punishment)

My point is, "don't go fall in love with a man you haven't at least had a fight with first" was a lesson since outdated already in 2013 and I did not appreciate that this film became another one in the a long line of stories telling children that the real problems in the world come about because of cackling villains, and not because the people with power are human beings no better than any of us

#disney #frozen #blah #storytelling #i ship it #studio ghibli #Youtube

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its-chelisey-stuff · 4 months

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here's the extremely biased recap of my 2023 in dramaland:

also, happy holidays and merry christmas to all who celebrate!!

favorite drama: Because I can never pick just one and I know, it's a weird combination lol:

Moving (kdrama) Perfect, from beginning to end. Breaks your heart and heals it at the same time. Delivers on action, plot, family and romance. SO much romance.

Dr Romantic (kdrama) saw S2&S3 back to back. If you're in pain, you only need Teacher Kim and the Doldam team.

My School President (thai drama) still obsessed with the ost till now. A simple coming-of-age love story, executed perfectly. On par with Heartstopper. There, I said it.

I spent my time rewatching instead of making posts about any of these lol

Favorite Male lead: Jang ShinYu (Destined with you, kdrama). Excuse you, that show had 99 problems, but Rowoon wasn't one of them.

Runner Up: Seo Woojin (Dr. Romantic, kdrama).

Favorite female lead: I'm gonna be honest, I think they did dirty most female leads, especially in Korea, but the women from Dr. Romantic were all exceptional. So they're my pick.

Favorite OTPs: DoHa&YoungHwa (Moon in the Day, kdrama). ALL the ships in Moving. TinnGun (My School President, thai drama). KiHo&MokHa (Castway Diva, kdrama).

Favorite period drama: Under the Queen's Umbrella, (kdrama).

Runner Up: The Forbidden Marriage(kdrama) Also, i have just realised I didn't see many period dramas this year, but many dramas had a past life, that has to count, right?

Best chaebol romance: The third finger offered to a King (jdrama). Shame on you Korea, you failed to deliver on your area of expertise.

Runner up: A boss and a babe (thai drama). My Demon (kdrama)

Best makjang to keep you at the edge of your seat: Perfect Revenge Marriage . Runner Up: Celebrity. I know it's not exactly a makjang, but idk how else to describe it.

Best Mother: The Queen (Under the Queen's Umbrella, kdrama). Half of her problems were created by her own children, poor woman.

best father: Adoptive dad, Castaway Diva (kdrama). The man was a saint.

Runner Up: Kim Sabu, Dr. Romantic. He has like 20 children among his medical staff lmao

Best Daddy: Joo In Sung, Moving. I don't have to explain lol

Most intense high school romance&story: The Eclipse (thai drama). Runner Up: Never let me go (thai drama)

Best Musical drama: My School President (thai drama).

Runner Up: Castway Diva. Park Eun Bin can do everything. What a Queen.

Best Cohesive storytelling imo: My Lovely Liar. Not the best, but pretty good overall. Runner Up: Sountrack No 2 (kdrama). Worst thing about this is that it was so short, I needed more!!!

Swetest down to earth love story: Hidden Love, cdrama.

Runner Up: HeartLiming in Moonlight Chicken (thai drama). And basically all the other couples in there. The Last twilight Series (thai drama).

Most tragic love story: Moon in the day, kdrama. The competition was strong, but I think falling in love with the man who killed your whole family and caused the downfall of your kingdom is hard to top. Plus, she had to kill him in the end. And it took 1500+ years to get their HEA.

best wtf did I just watch but why was it so fun: My man is cupid (kdrama). Runner Up: Fish Upon the Sky (thai drama)

Best Live Action: From me to you, jdrama. Cute coming of age story. I still prefer the 2010 movie though.

Dishonorable mentions:

Biggest what if: Justice in the Dark (cdrama). I can't talk about this without crying lol Runner Up: Till the end of the moon. I need cdramas to be 40+ eps again!

biggest disappointment: It is with a heavy heart that I must say the Legend of Anle (cdrama). Still, I had my fun with it. I will always be biased about GongJun lol Runner up: King The Land, i mean where was the plot??

messiest past lives story, the theme of the year in kdramas: See You in my 19th life. Runner Up: Destined with You.

#kdrama #moving #my school president #castaway diva #dr romantic 3 #thai drama #end of year drama review #cdrama #these are the shows that i actually finished mind you #there are a ton that i wanted to watch and couldnt find the time #then there are the ones that i basically watched through clips and gifs and posts

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melis-writes · 1 year

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Can you please write more of the Sonny x Victoria affair au? Oh that could be an entire sub-series of Moth to Flame 🔥

AN ENTIRE SUB-SERIES… 💀💀 With the hot demand of more and more Sonny x Victoria (or should I say with the official ship name Victonny, hehe) THAT’S STARTING TO LOOK LIKE THE CASE…!! We never really did see the continuation AND end of that little affair in New York did we? Well, now everyone’s curiousity shall be sated!! 🥵😅

You were stunned the very moment you felt Sonny’s hand squeezing over your thigh nor did you have any time to process your brother-in-law moving closer towards your lips but nothing could have prepared you for the surprise kiss.

Sonny leaned in swiftly; his kiss wasn’t experimental or shy, it was greedy and bold. He tasted your lips, he didn’t just kiss them and it was an invitation for more amongst other things; a hint Sonny wanted you to understand, take and mutually return with the same insistent passion.

Sonny’s confidence spoke for itself in more ways beyond the physical. He’s always known he has charm, sex appeal and that he’s attractive enough to seduce and gain more than enough attention but Sonny’s not stupid either.

Sonny knows you’re married to his youngest brother and madly in love with Michael in every way possible—no exceptions. Sonny knows what he can and can’t have and how he get what he wants; it would be impossible and make no sense for the time being to have an actual romantic relationship blossom between the two of you but that has nothing to do with a sexual relationship.

Despite being married to Sandra with four children, Sonny never gave up on his womanizing antics nor did he plan to either but for you… Sonny would happily give up having sex with his own wife forever if it meant he could have you every now and then.

Not that it mattered anyway if Sandra whined and complained about the size of Sonny’s “monster cock” as she would call it, because Sonny would cheat on his whether or not she was aware and “okay” with it.

If it isn’t the fact that Sonny has a frenzied sex drive and high libido at any given moment, it’s the fact that having mistresses, secret affairs here and there and simply put—cheating on your wife—has been normalized enough within the “family business” culture.

It’s what separates Michael from his eldest brother; Michael’s never been interested in mistresses, prostitutes, having more than woman on his arm. He’s completely and utterly loyal to you and you alone, despite your absence and however long it may take but Sonny’s always bent the rules and is more than willing to set new ones altogether just for you.

You would have never guessed until you felt Sonny’s warm lips crushing over yours that you’re just Sonny’s type—all that he wants and more.

Vito noticed his son’s wandering eyes when you were first engaged to Michael and was very swift to scold and lecture his son about leaving you alone or not trying anything “stupid” with you, but Sonny always believed there’d be a time and place. He’d take any risk with you any day, gladly.

Sonny knew if he kept his dirty, horny fantasies about you mere fantasies, he wouldn’t have to worry about Michael quite literally killing him or being caught in any other form of deep shit either.

You love Sonny as a brother-in-law and can’t even recall a period of time where the two of you didn’t get along with one another. He never failed to make your laugh, cheer you up and offer advice here and there—not to mention he was a playful uncle who loved spending time with the twins.

Any sort of love or attraction beyond that was simply non-existent. Sure, you found Sonny attractive but not like that. The Corleone family practically ran on good looks, and you only had a warm, platonic love with your brother-in-law.

The idea of touching, kissing, and even getting to fuck his brother’s wife, of all people, sexually excites Sonny. He knows he can get away with it, and it’ll be a dirty little secret between the two of you, but what he anticipates after that is seeing you more and more often in private. After all, how can Sonny just get one taste of you?

‘The things I’d do to her if she let me—if she wanted me to.’ All you need to do is return the kiss and give Sonny the green light for him to seize the opportunity. He can’t resist you at all to begin with nor does he want to, but all he wants right now is for you to wonder what it would be like to fuck another Corleone brother.

Michael would raise hell even if he heard Sonny kissed your cheek, but the thought of “what Michael doesn’t know won’t hurt him” is so heavily engrained in Sonny’s mind that nothing can stop him from wanting to seduce you now.

‘Fuck the repercussions. Fuck the risks. I want her so fucking bad.’ Sonny’s attraction to you knows no bounds and has been as long-lasting as he can remember.

Sonny doesn’t care what’s right, what’s wrong or what’s forbidden—all of that blurs now that he’s alone with you with the opportunity to get a taste of his brother’s wife.

The hunger and longing in Sonny’s kiss doesn’t end until he pulls away from you. “I want you so bad, Vic.”

“Sonny—” Eyes wide from shock, you place your hands over his shoulders—unsure of what to do, say or even react to next.

Sonny licks off his lips, tasting you off his mouth like a sweet nectar as he slides his hands up your thighs and pulls your body underneath him on the couch. “I know you’re my brother’s wife, Vic, and I’m not gonna change that but if you just let me, if you want me—”

Sonny kisses you again feverishly. Your face flushes scarlet from embarrassment and surprise, not to mention your heart pounding in your chest as if it’ll burst any moment from all the unexpected feelings rushing to you at once.

“S-Sonny, Sonny—” You breathe out, cupping his face with both of your hands to look him directly in the eyes. “Sonny, no… I can’t do that to Michael—you can’t do this to Sandra.”

“Sandra lets me, baby.” Sonny smirks back at you lazily, “but you know that already, don’t you?”

“I—” Your muscles tense as you feel something hard and warm beginning to press up against your inner thigh.

“Only if you want, sweetheart.” Sonny winks, placing one hand over his leather belt. “You know it can be just between the two of us and stay that way.”

“Oh my God.” You find yourself murmuring out loud at the size of Sonny’s bulging erection tenting up in his trousers.

“That’s right, baby.” Sonny chuckles, pleased by your response as he presses his forehead against yours—waiting for a clear answer.

It’s been days since you’ve last been intimate with Michael and you’d be lying to yourself if you said you weren’t especially sexually frustrated having grown used to Michael’s touch and affection night after night.

Now practically touch starved with desire rising inside of you like a steady flame, here you are approached with an enticing offer that makes you question all you know and want.

“I can’t do that to Michael, Sonny.” You shake your head at him in refusal.

“Alright, darlin’. No worries.” Sonny chuckles, pulling away from you. “I get it.”

“You never told me…” Your voice trails off, “I never knew…”

“Surprised?” Sonny grins, taking your hand and raising it up to his mouth before kissing the back of it. “If only you knew, sweetheart. This’ll give you something to think about, huh? In case you change your mind.” Sonny locks eyes with you, redacting his thoughts of “and you will, believe me.”.

“I’m thinking about how Michael would kill us both.” You frown at Sonny, watching him approach the staircase. “How we’re both married.”

“And how exactly would Michael find out, sweetheart?” Sonny crosses his arms, leaning against the railing. “You’re here and where is he? It’s his loss if you ask me and you know…” Sonny gazes at you, “you know my offer still stands, baby. Always.”

Blushing furiously, you watch as Sonny grins to himself and heads upstairs towards the guest bedroom he’s staying in.

Even if your ultimate decision is a “no” regardless, Sonny can get off to the idea alone that you’ll be squirming just at the thought of everything he’s confessed to you—something he’s wanted to do for many years now.

When Sonny gets back into the guest room, he leaves the door slightly ajar before undressing down to a pair of brown slacks and a white beater shirt.

Downstairs and still on the couch, you lay down and stare up at the ceiling of your estate—clutching a pillow to your stomach and barely sure you even know what you’re doing away from Michael in New York in the first place.

Sonny turns on a late-night television program and plops down on his bed, getting comfortable with two pillows behind his head as he’s ready for a night of relaxation waiting for his erection to soften.

Five more minutes pass before you slowly sit up, setting the pillow down and rising to your feet. You cross your arms and look up the staircase, knowing the twins are fast asleep in their rooms down the hall.

Sighing softly, you begin to walk up the stairs—keeping your footsteps soft not to disturb anyone.

Only Sonny can hear you approaching and your presence instantly pulls his attention as he moves to sit up on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to get into the hallway.

You squint your eyes, unable to see much from the darkness of the hallway with only a small, dim light remaining midway through.

Still feeling your skin hot from a sudden rush of arousal, you stop in front of you and Michael’s bedroom door, just about to put your hand on the doorknob.

Sonny quietly slips out of his guest room—his eyes accustomed to the dark from keeping the lights off in his room as he walks out into the hallway.

You press your lips down, taking a soft deep breath as you close your eyes. You can sense Sonny approaching you from behind—having memorized the sound of his footsteps let alone his cologne lingering in the air.

You purposefully stay still, no longer able to fight the urge inside of you to give into this man. You can push open your bedroom door, walk in and go to bed pretending none of this ever happened, or you can continue to stay there, waiting for Sonny as you already are.

A wry smirk crosses Sonny’s face as he notices your muscles relaxing as he approaches you from behind. Maybe you’re too shy to admit it, but your body language gives it all away to him which he’ll only use to confirm again later.

You feel Sonny’s hands wrap around your waist from behind lovingly as he presses his chest up against your back—letting you feel his erection.

“Sonny…” You whisper breathily, noticing his hands rest gently over your barely-there baby bump.

“I know,” Sonny pushes a curtain of your hair aside from your shoulder, kissing the side of your neck. “And I can be gentle too, baby.”

The same numbing, desiring, deep passion washes over you as it did when Sonny surprised you with his kiss; blurring any concept of right and wrong, getting caught or not.

You lean your head back against Sonny’s shoulder, relaxing within his embrace. “The twins are asleep.”

“I know what you mean.” A playful smirk crosses over Sonny’s lips as he leans down to scoop you up into his arms bridal-style. “I’ve heard you before.” Sonny refers to your moaning and just how loud you can get in bed.

Your eyes widen at Sonny’s remark as you immediately turn your face away, humiliated. “Ugh, please tell me you’re joking.”

“Nothing to be ashamed of,” Sonny chuckles, noticing how you refuse to look him in the eye out of shyness as he leads you back to his room. “All I’m sayin’ is that I’d love to hear it again, on my terms.” Sonny uses his ankle to shut the bedroom door behind him, gently letting you down. “This is an interesting way of saying ‘yes’.”

“Don’t tease me.” You blush, moving towards the foot of the bed.

Chuckling quietly to himself, Sonny walks over to the nightstand by the bed and turns on the lamp before approaching the television to lower the volume down enough so that any other sounds coming from the bedroom won’t be heard, but that the television won’t wake the twins either.

As Sonny turns back to look at you, he’s pleasantly surprised to see you no longer in your satin nightrobe but in a matching pair of white lacy undergarments.

Sonny grazes his teeth over his bottom lip, all the more aroused by the way his bedroom light illuminates the shape of your breasts and the curve of your hips.

Sonny’s not going to waste his time reminding you that this’ll be a dirty little secret, a one time affair or reassure you Michael won’t find out about anything; you’re here, undressing and you’ve already accepted as much.

Michael is no longer on your mind at all in this room, only Santino Corleone is.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” Sonny mutters, approaching the bed. “So fucking beautiful.”

You blush, noticing how Sonny’s eyes greedily dart up and down every inch of your body in admiration and lust. Instead of giving him an answer, you crawl up on the bed—giving Sonny a perfect view of your ass.

Sonny’s quick to throw off his beater shirt and slacks—left only in his briefs as he places both hands over your ass cheeks, giving them a firm rub. “Fuck, yes. You’re perfect, baby…”

“Mm…” You groan quietly, keeping the side of your face pressed up against the bed.

“I’m not letting anything keep me away from you tonight.” Sonny pulls your panties down your ass slowly, feeling his cock twitch at the sight of the fabric sticking to your pussy before being pulled off from just how wet you’ve gotten.

You shiver from Sonny’s touch, spreading your legs open enough for Sonny to slide your panties off of your ankles and let them drop to the floor.

Sonny unhooks your bra next, carelessly tossing it down to the floor next to your panties. “Yeah, I don’t think I’m ever going to get enough of you, baby.”

“Gonna make it a habit?” You tease back, relaxing on the bed and flipping over onto yourback.

“I’d make it my religion.” Sonny smirks, running his hands up and down your body. “If I’m gonna get a taste of you tonight baby, I want a taste everywhere. Every hole.” Sonny lets his cock spring free from his briefs, causing your eyes to widen again at the sight of his thick, ten inches.

‘Oh my God.’ Your pussy practically has a heartbeat of its own from throbbing just at the sight of Sonny’s cock. “That’ll…fit?”

“We can make it fit.” Sonny runs his thumb down your bottom lip, tilting your chin up to face him. “You’re a good girl—I know you’re dying just to take it inside of you, but…”

“But…?” Your breath hitches as Sonny’s hands begin to squeeze at both of your breasts—his fingers playing with your hardened, tender nipples.

“I want to get you nice and ready for me.” Sonny kisses inbetween your breasts before giving a sloppy, wet kiss to both of your nipples. “And believe me baby, I’m gonna enjoy all of this.”

“Oh!” A moan escapes your lips as you let your hands tangle in Sonny’s curls, watching him begin to worship your entire body.

Sonny hungrily sucks and flicks his tongue against your nipple—focusing on one breast at a time while letting his free hand rub your inner thighs and slowly spread your legs.

Growing more and more aroused by the minute by the passionate, needy foreplay, you can barely keep your eyes fully open—lost in a haze of ecstasy.

Sonny caresses your hips, admiring the curve to your body and planting hot kisses anywhere he can but careful enough not to leave any marks.

Your breasts glisten with Sonny’s spit as he pops your right nipple out of his mouth, then trailing his entire tongue from the center of your torso down your stomach and to your pelvis.

Whimpering and squirming about on the bedsheets, you don’t even need Sonny to spread your legs open—you already lift them up next to your head as far as you can stretch.

“Perfect fucking pussy.” Sonny breathes hotly over your sensitized clit, tapping his thick shaft over your pussy. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I wanna bury my fuckin’ face in here forever.”

“Ohhhh, yes!” You cry out in pleasure as Sonny does just that, shoving his face into your pussy and hungrily lapping up your wetness.

“Oh, o-oh, OH! OHHH!” You tug on Sonny’s hair roughly, breathing heavily as you watch him suckle and lick your clit as if he was devouring his last meal.

From the way your pussy contracts against Sonny’s mouth, he can easily tell when you’re close to orgasm.

From the way your thighs quiver against him, Sonny presses tongue the entire width of his tongue against your clit, cupping his hands underneath your ass and raising your hips a bit before he moves his tongue down to your asshole.

You clasp a hand over your mouth to stifle your filthy moans as Sonny pulls back only to let a wad of spit land over your asshole. “Every hole, baby. I’m fucking every one of your holes tonight.”

“Oh G-God, oh my God—” You moan shakily, feeling Sonny equally share his tongue over your clit and your ass as your pussy juices trickle down your inner thighs, onto Sonny’s tongue and soak into the bedsheets.

“Gonna fill you so good, baby.” Sonny breathes heavily, pulling back to position the tip of his cock to the entrance of your pussy. “You tell me how much more you want—how much you can take.”

“Do it…” You whimper, spreading open your pussy lips with both hands and waiting for Sonny.

Sonny licks his lips—his chin still dripping with a mixture of his spit and your pussy’s wetness as he slowly pushes the tip of his cock inside of you.

“O-Oooh,” you immediately feel the thickness of his girth stretching you—a completely different feeling altogether.

“Want me to cum inside you, baby?” Sonny smirks, hovering above your body as he presses in two inches.

“Y-yes,” you admit eagerly without second thought, watching as Sonny’s cock continues to impale you.

The thickness of Sonny’s girth let alone the veins on his cock provide stimulation as is when entering into your pussy, stretching you wider than you’re used to. “Never gonna be fucked this good again, baby… I’ll guarantee you that.”

“O-ooh…” You’re not even aware of the little moans coming out of your mouth here and there as Sonny continues to push inside of you; your vaginal muscles relaxing to accommodate his massive length.

“So fucking hot watching you take in my cock like that… Yeah…” Sonny breathes, pushing in seven inches now and noticing your expression twisted in pleasure about to hit your limit with eight inches. “Oh, so that’s what you’re used to, huh?”

“More… More.” You whine, grabbing at Sonny’s hips. “Give me more—I want every inch. Every inch…”

“Every inch like a good girl…” The tip of Sonny’s cock brushes up against your G-spot as he pushes in almost nine inches but stops, noticing an immediate orgasm on your behalf.

“Oh, God!” You shriek out in pleasure as your thighs shake uncontrollably against Sonny’s waist from the sudden touch to your G-Spot.

Sonny’s eyes widen to see your pussy contract against his cock, soaking it from the inside. Grinning, he pulls out the nine inches deep he was in and eagerly lowers his head to catch a few spurts of your squirt in his mouth.

“Ahhh, ah fuck, fuck—” You pant, taken back from the fact you squirt to begin with.

“Mmmm, now that’s how I like it, baby.” Sonny swallows, letting the rest drip off his chin. “My cock makes you squirt like that huh?”

“I—I—” Unable to form a coherent sentence, you whine loudly, only feeling your pussy throb even more. “Just fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please, fuck—OOOH!”

“Oh my God, yes!” You tilt your head back against the bed with a loud moan as Sonny angles his hips downward and thrusts all ten inches inside of you until his hips meet with yours.

Sonny inhales sharply, squeezing your thighs as he lets out a low groan. “So fucking good… Such a tight, wet pussy.”

Enthralled by Sonny’s cock, you hold on tightly to your ankles, ensuring your legs remain up by the sides of your head to fuck you in a perfect missionary position to hit your G-spot every time.

The fact you’re cheating on Michael and having sex with another man—let alone his older brother—isn’t on your mind nor does it threaten you with guilt.

Instead, you’re obsessed with watching Sonny rock your body against the bed—thrusting ruthlessly and keeping a steady, quick and rough rhythm inside of you.

Sonny can barely hold back his moans either, and the bedroom is filled with the sloppy sounds of your gushing pussy and Sonny’s hips slapping against yours back and forth.

Watching Sonny’s cock slide in and out of you completely, ensuring you feel every single inch each time is nothing but euphoric bliss.

With each time Sonny pops his cock out of you entirely, you giggle breathily as you squirt again and again in orgasm—making a mess for the both of you that Sonny can’t get enough of.

If it was up to Sonny, he would fuck you until dawn and then some more. He’d cancel his own plans, show up whereever he needed to be much later than usual if it meant he could fuck you again and again throughout the day.

Like the sweetest most forbidden fruit to him, Sonny’s had sex with dozens and dozens of women but you’re his favourite and his best; never again will he want to be inside another pussy or on top of another woman, including his wife.

“Y-YES!” It takes every ounce of strength inside of you not to scream out from the sensations Sonny draws out of you by ramming his cock against your G-spot.

From the multiple times you squirt and your own pussy’s aroused lubrication mixing with Sonny’s precum, your pussy is a sopping wet mess and it allows Sonny’s cock to easily thrust all ten inches inside of you again and again.

When Sonny cums inside of your pussy for the first time, you squeal at the sensation of a hot, thick load of cum pumping into your pussy.

Sonny doesn’t pull out to admire the mess but is quick to pull you on top of him instead, furfilling one of Sonny’s favourite fantasies of watching you ride his cock on top of him.

“F-fuck me, fuck me Sonny, fuck me—” You pant out, pushing your hips up and down as you bounce on Sonny’s cock.

“That’s right—c’mon, take it. Take it like that, you fuckin’ slut. Put every inch inside of that heavenly pussy of yours.” Sonny grips a hand over your throat, speaking to you in a low tone.

You nod back shakily, watching and whining as the cum inside of you oozes down onto Sonny’s shaft and is back inside of you again with each thrust.

You’ve already lost track of how many orgasms you’ve had, stopping count after four. You feel your pussy hum against Sonny’s cock as you approach another orgasm yet again, obsessed with the way Sonny fucks the ever-living life out of you by the minute.

Again, neither of you choose to or even want to take a break after Sonny cums in your pussy for the second time.

Instead, Sonny grabs a fistful of your hair and presses your face down against the pillows, fucking you in doggy style next with your stomach against the bed but your hips and ass slightly raised upward.

“S-so good, so fucking good—” Sonny spanks your ass again and again, watching your skin redden as he fucks you like a ragdoll against the mattress.

Throughout the entire sloppy, sex session in the past twenty minutes, Sonny let his fingers do the magic on both your pussy and your ass.

Using his own precum, cum and your squirt and spit, Sonny rubs and smears as much lubrication over your asshole as possible until your ass is stretched to accommodate two of his fingers in easily.

Sonny has the perfect view of your ass and continues fingering you to prepare you for anal next as hips cause the back of your thighs to glow pink from how hard and fast his thrusts come into contact with your pussy.

Tears stream down your cheeks from being fucked so good into a blissful state that you’ve already begun to drool against the pillow from moaning over it so much.

“Gonna make every hole mine tonight, baby.” Sonny dips his fingers in and out of you to get you comfortable.

“Fuck me,” you whimper, moving your hands back and spreading open your ass for him. “I can’t fucking take it anymore—fuck me!”

Chuckling, Sonny times his next orgasm perfectly. His hips snap into yours one last time as he cums for the third time but pulls out halfway through, cumming over your asshole and fingering his cum back inside of you.

“Oh!” You squeeze your eyes shut, pressing your ass up against Sonny’s cock.

With your holes begging to be filled, you muffle out a scream against the back of your hand when Sonny’s thick cock penetrates your ass—not in pain but from the extreme pleasure of his girth brushing up against your vaginal walls.

“I know you’ve done this before,” Sonny smirks, smacking your ass again. “More eager than patient… Dirty girl.”

Coupled with Sonny’s fingers rubbing over your soaked clit now hypersensitive from back to back orgasms, your pussy continues to contract and squirt out more cum—your own and Sonny’s inside of you from the way Sonny fucks your ass.

‘She’s the sweetest fuckin’ thing I’ve ever had…’ Sonny grunts, thrusting even harder inside of you to fill each and every one of his dirtiest fantasies.

From all of the natural lubrication and cum from both of your bodies, Sonny’s cock practically slips in and out of your ass.

Right when Sonny’s about to reach his fourth orgasm, he grabs both of your breasts harshly and pulls you up so your back presses against his chest.

While keeping his head on your shoulder and your breasts squeezed harshly in his hands, Sonny continues slamming in and out of your ass and doesn’t relent either once he begins to cum.

Squealing and squirming from the pleasure, you squirt over the palm of Sonny’s free hand working over your clit and feel Sonny’s cum thrusted back and forth in your ass as he comes to a halt.

Catching your breath, you collapse down onto the bed as Sonny pulls out of you, watching your ass and pussy oozing out thick loads of his cum.

“Sonny…” You clutch onto the bedsheets, peeking up at him as you attempt to calm your breathing rate.

Sonny plops down on his side next to you, raising your thigh up with his hand before making eye contact with you. “I’m yours just as much as you’re mine tonight.”

Still recovering from the aftermath of your orgasm, you inch your hips closer and take Sonny’s still erect cock in your hand.

You look your brother-in-law in the eye knowing that once the ridicule and guilt hits back home that you’ll never be able to look into Michael’s eyes the same way you used to.

This time, instead of looking at Sonny with shock that he kissed you, you gaze at him while spreading open your own pussy and pushing his cock inside of you yet again.

#godfather au #sonny corleone x reader #sonny corleone #santino corleone #sonny corleone x reader smut #sonny corleone x oc #sonny corleone smut #smut prompts #moth to flame fic #moth to flame fanfic #moth to flame au #godfather x reader #godfather smut #NOT canon #victonny

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I just wanted to come by and say I absolutely loveee your writing, especially the relationships between the characters💕 Now, idk if it's a spoiler, feel free to not respond, but i loved Charles and Pierre's friendship and now I'm really surprised how much I ship Pierre and Yuki and how wholesome Charles and Yuki's interactions are. I was wondering if you have given any thoughts abt P/Y future and maybe how they/Charles might react to them being pregnant/having a baby?

(2) Also, not to be annoying lol, but do the pack get to know at some point abt Charles and Max's baby? 👀👀👀👀 they're all such a mess of emotions, I imagine how would that go

Hi! Thanks so much, that's so sweet <3 I put it under a read more because it's really long, sorry!!

First off so glad you like the vibes because I knew the pack dynamic was a little unusual, but I've kind of had fun writing it! Charles and Pierre are what would traditionally be the 'pack leaders' except they're romantically not compatible, and while they both are in relationships with other people those other people aren't really in the pack per se--Yuki is friends with everyone but he didn't grow up with them, so while he ends up being close with them over the years he still has another pack back home. But he and Charles are still bros and they have a good influence on each other since Charles helps Yuki feel more included, Yuki helps Charles feel less isolated about his secondary gender, and they can both bitch about Pierre together <33

I haven't thought about Yuki and Pierre having kids a lot to be honest but I know irl they both want them, so they'd probably have them somewhere down the line! In my head Yuki is really casual about everything even when he's freaking out about it (he asked Pierre to be his mate over breakfast while on his phone and didn't so much ask him as just say "I think we should be mates" and then had the audacity to look startled when Pierre choked on his smoothie), so I think one day after they've both retired from racing he would tell him he thinks it's time for them to have kids and he's ready to come off birth control. To which Pierre again chokes on his smoothie.

Max and Charles have a good number of brain cells between them but all of them are devoted to motor racing, which is not the case with Yuki and Pierre whatsoever, so everything they do is planned. Pierre is much more insane about it. Yuki has finally opened his restaurant in his retirement, and he's happy to wait out the nine months sitting at the bar eating sorbet and sorting through bills and invoices. Pierre is the one who listens to about thirty parenting podcasts while doing core workouts at the gym every day so that he can easily lift his small child when the time comes. It's excessive. He's squatting 190. A baby weighs like...3 kilos. Every time someone asks him he gives this speech about mental and physical strength. His brothers are a little worried about him.

As for Charles, he's as laissez faire about the whole thing as Yuki is, which Pierre finds extremely annoying. Small spoiler, but at this point Charles is still racing, as is Max, and they're both seasoned parents. They've got two already with a vague idea to have a third once they retire for good, so unfortunately for Pierre and Yuki this means they're given babysitting duty much more often because "it's good practice" and "it's not like you're still working" and "now you can finally put all those parenting podcasts to good use" etc etc. The Verstappen/Leclerc children are 5 and 7, are extremely loud and have the added ability to throw tantrums in four languages at once. Yuki teaches them lots of Japanese swear words so they can add a fifth. They're very adoring of the baby when it's finally born, which Pierre claims is a good sign they're not actually psychologically damaged and tries to give Charles a lecture about the importance of a diverse age range in early childhood friendships immediately after the 2031 Vietnamese Grand Prix podium, when Charles is too exhausted to escape. Charles retains exactly none of that information.

(Pierre ends up calling Max in a panic late at night a lot, because Max is the only one who really sees his side of things. Max wasn't terrified of fatherhood until the instant an exhausted Charles placed their equally exhausted newborn into his arms, and then it slammed into him like brick to the face. He had to get over it fast. He was the stay at home parent and things weren't easy that year, so he had to learn very very quickly how to be a father--the kind of father he wants to be, anyway. He's still trying and there are no real guidebooks for these things, but their kids seem to be alright so he can't be fucking up too badly. Sometimes that's all Pierre needs to hear.)

As for your second question, I can't give you specifics but they'll all learn about it before the fic is over!! It'll happen very soon and I promise they will be suitably messy about it. Thanks so much for the asks, these were so fun to answer! <3

#writing tag #if i had words #lestappen

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How about sfw or yandere alphabet for Rygel?

Man, it has been a while since I wrote for Rygel, even longer for an alphabet!

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Rygel doesn't really have touch as one of his love languages. His species is somewhat similar to Vulcans, as they don't really don't emotions as much as humans. For those unaware Rygel's species have soulmates of sorts, that depends on each other's minds. Pretty much this means his species only really feel anything towards their mates, parents, and childrens.

His affection isn't really visible. Rygel has extreme psychokinetic powers, and uses these to show affection. Expect to constanly feel his psychic powers caressing you, placing kisses along your body, playing with your hair, etc.

He also just likes spending time with you and doing acts of love. He helps you reach books, things like that. Which is saying a lot because of his sheer hatred for pretty much anyone that isn't you.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Rygel doesn't do messy. But that doesn't mean he won't kill for you. The opposite, actually.

Rygel's people are conquerors of the universe, and he is their emperor. He sees the human species as a lacking species (except you, darling~ ♡)

He essentially has an entire army and death rays at his command, he will not hesitate to use them.

But he will not get bloody. He is a very neat and tidy person. He will just use his mind powers, or have someone else do it. You should be honored that he even considered personally taking care of a human being for you.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Rygel isn't the nicest, but not necessarily cruel. You would probably just be limited to his chambers on his ship, with a few rooms you can access outside it. He has endless entertainment for you, and treats you to many vacations across the galaxy. He would never hurt you or say hurtful words, he's just somewhat monotone with his words. This can cause you to even question if he has a prefrence to you at all. But I assure you, he can be very poetic and romantic with his words when he wishes. It just doesn't quite come naturally.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

They will do hugs and kisses. That's it, really. He'll maybe move you around or hold you in place with his mind powers, but that's about it. Doesn't really kiss on the lips much either. Sometimes he can read your thoughts and invade your dreams.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Rygel has nothing to be vulnerable about. He will talk out his plans with you, as he sees no need to keep you in the dark once abducted. You are to be empress, and you are powerless to stop him in whatever plans he has.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Humorous. It may get a bit of a chuckle out of him. What a feat. You will give in eventually, he is not worried about your lashing out.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Sometimes it's a bit of a game, if he's bored. But for the most part any escape attempt is swiftly cut short.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Isolation. He can easily just leave you in his chambers for days. Or he'll just make you watch as he destroys entire planets.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Rygel's people do not do marriage. Once you feel the mating connection and find them, you are forever connected. You will be his empress and you will rear some children. He will conquer the universe, with you by his side.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Rygel does not like any male really touching or talking to you. This is even worse when he sees humans talking to you. He knows you are the same species, but he doesn't need such scum trying to ruin you. His psychokinesis will swiftly pulling you into him, and you shall walk away with him. If they are insistent he will deal with him in the torture chambers and break their minds until they become a shell of their former selves, maybe he'll turn them into slaves for you.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

He is much nicer around you. You're like the one person he doesn't actively dislike. He never says anything downgrading to you, and is actually nice. If you are around he'll probably lean into you, and complain about whoever he's had to deal with. You're pretty much the one person who can tell him to do something, and he will do it.

You can prattle on, and he will actually listen.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

So this may be touched on in a later story (wishful thinking probs tho) Rygel may start to reach out with dreams, then somewhat reaches out in the real world. You may receive love letters, and flowers from his alien planet. Until one day he just kinda tells you that you are now mates.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

To be honest, he's fairly blunt with everyone. Mind you he obviously doesn't inform anyone on else about him being an alien, but he doesn't really act nice to anyone.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

His psychokinesis has it's ways to deal with you. Isolation, messing with your mind, your body, if it's really bad he can give you nightmares.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Mostly independence. Most of the time you will be limited to his ship or one of his palaces. But, will take you anywhere you wish to see in the galaxy. The stars and universe are your playground. But, it's only your playground because he allows it. You'll have to enjoy it with him. You are either with him, or his chambers. No outside ventures with just guard escorts.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

He's pretty patient. He has an eternity to get you to love him back. His species is not prone to something as simple as impatience. Besides, the mating bond definitely effects you as well. Eventually you'll grow more fond of him.

If worse comes to worse he'll just break your mind into itty-bitty pieces and rebuild you as he likes.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Rygel's people tend to die when their mate dies.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

No. Rygel's species does not suffer from guilt.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

It is merely his biology, and who he is. He is an all powerful conquering emperor. Simply as that.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He can't stand seeing you cry. It's- annoying for one and his mind can sense when yours's is in such distress. Isolating is more so seen as annoying, but if he wishes he could rather easily pluck you from your hiding spot.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

No. None of my yanderes ever would as that is by far my biggest ick.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

He would go rather far to do what needs to fully win you over. Or at least, what he thinks will win you over. He isn't desperate, though.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

However long he deems is suitable for you to figure out he is an alien. If you figure it out by then, great and approach him about, that's probably when he'll go for it.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Rygel has extenstive psychic powers. This includes invading your mind. It makes it rather easy for him to essentially brainwash you into whatever he wants. But this is something he really doesn't deem necessary, as the mating bond will work eventually.

#yandere #starcrossedyanderes #romance #original character #yandere romance #yandere male #yandere oc #emperor rygel #yandere emperor #alien oc #yandere alien #alien #alphabet #yandere alphabet

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pinkykats-place · 2 years

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BakuDeku SFW one shot fic recs

Normal AU [UA Students]

Archive of our own

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

Mostly fluff pieces, but still read AO3 tags.

Credit to @erikatsuk for the gif.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

We didn’t mean to stalk them by mochavio

Summary: Izuku and Katsuki are unsure and a bit scared - of themselves, of each other and of their budding romantic relationship. But most of all, they’re terrified of the idea of their friends finding out.

Little do the know, that their classmates are actually all nosy little shits.

Boom, Badoom, Boom by warschach

Summary: Izuku's working the kissing booth at the school fair, it just so happens Katsuki has been crushing on him since the first grade.

“Did you—“ Izuku parted his mouth with no sound leaving it, “Did you pay?”

“Yea.”

“For a kiss?”

you're sickly sweet (just like caramel) by saturnsorbit

Summary: Due to not being able to sleep, Katsuki and Izuku fall into an accidental routine where the blond comes and keeps Izuku company while he bakes random sweets in the dead of the night. Because of this, Katsuki learns that caramel is one of Izuku's favourite things. The nerd won't tell him why that is though.

Don't worry, he finds out.

A "Love Story" Told Through T-shirts by Quirkyasfok

Summary: The thing is though that he could literally carry a sign around his neck confessing his love to the little shit, and Deku still wouldn’t notice.

Actually…

That might work.

or when one oblivious idiot falls in love with another oblivious idiot and decides t-shirts are the answer... wait what?

Every time we touch, I get this feeling by @amarisllis

Summary: Katsuki Bakugo’s hands are dangerous. They’re violent and explosive and loud and deadly, and everyone knows it. Katsuki is used to people giving him a wide berth and avoiding contact with his hands at all costs. He sees other people holding hands, casually touching each other with soft fingers and open palms. When he does, he glances down at his own callous-roughened hands, and he wonders what that’s like.

Everyone is afraid of Katsuki's hands.

Everyone except Deku.

Confessions by silentsongbird

Summary: It’s finally time to leave the island. Everyone is cheering below as the ship begins to depart. Katsuma and Mahoro are still waving and shouting goodbye from the dock as the ship departs. The ship leaves slowly, but the children stay at the edge, shouting their thanks up at them. Even once the ship is a good distance away, Katsuki can still see the outline of their bodies even after their voices fade away. He won't admit it, but he's glad they came to say goodbye.

He can still hear some of his classmates cheering below him, but they aren't really a concern of his. He and Izuku are alone on the upper deck now and even with being in the fresh air, Deku's presence is suffocating.

— — —

Or: Katsuki just can't stop staring at Izuku and thinking about all they've been through.

glowing skins and pleading fingers by mimisyum

Summary: Oh, Katsuki wants.

He wants to touch, to play with Izuku’s sweaty curls and caress his tense neck. To fix his posture and massage his shoulders. Would Izuku let him? In another reality where Katsuki’s hands weren’t so deadly and the thread holding their relationship so fragile, would Izuku let him stroke his skin? Would he let Katsuki spend hours feeling the bumps of his scars, memorizing the texture of his moles? Would he let him trace over his freckles without leaving another mark behind?

Katsuki hopes so. He really, really does.

_____

In which Katsuki spent fourteen years resisting the urge to touch Izuku until it all becomes too much and he gives in. But maybe, just maybe, things don't go quite as badly as he expects.

The Self-(Love) Game by UltimateEmpath

Summary: Katsuki has a bad day and Izuku knows just the game that can help!

A.K.A Katsuki is bad at loving himself and Izuku has plenty of love to give

Write your name on my heart (if you want) by amarisllis

Summary: Midoriya is a writer. Katsuki thinks he's amazing.

In which Mineta is a jerk, Katsuki tries to make Izuku happy, and Izuku gets more than he could have ever hoped for.

katsuki bakugou is incapable of love. or so they thought. by snowymochi

Summary: in which their class tries to figure out if Bakugou and Midoriya are dating.

Deku's Secret Checklist by emem_itsem

Summary: Izuku and Katsuki go on a journey. A journey of self discovery, of highs and lows, of yeses and no’s. A journey to find the perfect pet name.

Concerning Prophlyactics by EnduringParadox

Summary: Katsuki grabbed his jacket.

Something tumbled out of the pocket and fell to the floor.

The condom.

His eyes widened. Goddamn it—he'd forgotten all about it. Katsuki's gaze flitted to Izuku, who, luckily, hadn't noticed and was still happily chattering about their post-graduation plans. But before he could bend down and sneak the condom back into his pocket, All Might was already reaching for it.

"Ah, I've got it, Young Bakugou. Here's your—" All Might stopped. He scrutinized the item in his hand with furrowed brows, as if he couldn't quite believe what he was holding. Slowly, his eyes found Katsuki's.

Katsuki stared at him.

All Might stared back.

---

Katsuki, now dating Izuku, gets a condom from a teasing Sero and Kaminari. He forgets about it until it accidentally falls out of his pocket in front of All Might and Izuku.

Only Ever Been You. by klutzuki

Summary: “Hey, Midobro. Why do you call Bakubro Kacchan? Isn’t it like, childish?” Denki asked, twirling a pen between his fingers. From the corner of his eye, he saw Bakugou grinning.

“The nerd couldn’t say my name.” Bakugou told them, “come to think of it, can you even say it now, Deku?”

Midoriya smirked at the blond before saying, “Of course I can, Katsuki-chan!” In his cheeriest voice. Everyone could hear the clogs in Bakugou’s mind coming to a stop.

“What happened, Katsuki-chan?” Midoriya prodded, poking the blond’s cheek.

— — —

Or, Bakugou and Midoriya through the eyes of 1-A.

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Terra x Female!Keyblade Student!Reader: Sprain

Summary: Your first kiss isn’t as magical as you were led to believe either.

Rating/Tags: All (Not Canon Compliant; Pre-Birth by Sleep; heavy exposition; mutual crushing; keyblade training; Master Eraqus & Reader; Aqua & Ven & Terra & Reader)

Challenge: “160 Collective Drabbles” challenge by BobaPop on Lunaescence Archives.

Tag List: @imaginesfire

Sprain

Keyblade Knighthood sounded pretty magical to little kids on distant worlds, visited suddenly by men in white to tell these children that they were destined for greater things. Your head continued to spin with dreams and ideas even after your parents had you packed up and shipped off to the Land of Departure. And magic, as it turned out, was a part of Keyblade Knighthood...but so were sweat and tears and a lot of lectures about the nature of light and dark.

At the age of sixteen, all of those things seemed commonplace. Your visions of traversing galaxies and saving the day no longer plagued you–at least not as often or as badly as your many nights of cramming for surprise tests on spells. Being a knight was about as tedious as any other occupation might have been back on your home world, with the one exception of a certain someone you wouldn’t have met if you had stayed there.

“Oi, [Name]! What’re you doing?” called a masculine voice from behind you.

You turned quickly away from the courtyard fountain to glare at the owner of the voice. How had Terra even found you here? Ignoring the fact that the Land of Departure was the size of a flea, you meant.

“I’m taking a break,” you answered as he approached.

The look on his face did not bode well for said break, you could tell that already. It had not been all that long ago that you’d finally managed to escape Terra and now here he was all over again. Sure enough, his smile only grew when he got to the space in front of you to grab your hand.

“You can’t take a break yet,” he said. “We’re not finished.”

A groan escaped you before you could stop it. Since the cat of your lack of enthusiasm was out of the bag (if it had ever been in the bag to begin with), you tugged your hand free of Terra’s to sink onto the fountain’s rim. You pressed your face into your palms, then said in a muffled voice, “I’m done, Terra.”

As usual, he was prompt with his rebuttal: “Come on. Don’t be like that.”

With a snort, you forced your head up to look at him. The battle was lost the second your eyes met his, but it would be better for everyone involved if Terra didn’t find that out. His ego was huge enough as it was.

“Don’t be like what?” you sighed.

This was one of your many mistakes. Maybe if you hadn't asked, you would have been permitted to spend the rest of the day alone. Terra grinned before plopping down next to you, careful to shove you over as he did so. Needless to say, this did not improve your mood. Neither did his answer:

“Like you always are.” He must have been able to feel your annoyance because he bumped his shoulder against yours as he went on, “Aqua, Ven, and Master Eraqus won’t be home for another few hours. Don’t you want to have something to show for our time when they get back?”

“Honestly? I’d rather sleep while Master Eraqus isn’t around to wake me up with reminders about how the Darkness is lazy. Don’t you ever get tired?”

After all, he’d woken you up at the crack of dawn not for breakfast, not to watch the sunrise, but to declare that you would be spending all day together…training. Not exactly the most romantic day alone with Terra you could imagine.

“How can I? Our Mark of Mastery exam is coming up! Just two more weeks. I don’t understand how you can sleep at all,” he said.

Unfortunately, the due date was accurate. Finally you were close enough to visiting home that you could practically taste it–if you could pass your test, that was.

“I’m trying not to think about it,” you said tersely.

This only caused Terra to turn the force of his encouragement up another dozen notches. He was on his feet again quicker than you could blink, and smiling like the sun once more.

“Nothing for you to be worried about. Not if you help with me sparring this afternoon, anyway. What if I fail because I didn’t get enough practice? Do you really want that on your conscience?” he asked.

Another dramatic groan was your reply, but you also stuck both your arms out in front of you. “Fine, but only until the others come home for dinner. I’m not staying up until midnight stabbing at you with a stick again.”

“Deal.”

Terra grabbed your hands with no further prompting, and soon you were flying after him, laughing as you raced back toward the training field and away from the cobblestone fountain where you had gone to avoid him in the first place. After a morning of mock fighting, you were already scraped up, singed, and in dire need of a cure spell. If there was one person in the multiverse that you would willing go another round with in this condition, it was Terra. No one else could get you to enjoy all the dodging and ducking and lunging. Only him.

“Don’t go easy on me,” he reminded you as you both took up your positions for what felt like the hundredth time that day alone.

“I never do,” you said, picking up your lovingly-crafted wooden keyblade, then swinging at him without warning. The sparring session started up just where the last one ended.

Aqua, Terra, and Ventus were your three closest friends. They had to be; there were no other children in the Land of Departure, and you had left those of your childhood on your home world years ago. Between you and Terra, though, things were different. You didn’t quite understand how. All you did know was that you didn’t hold hands, sit close, or fall asleep on the floor together after a long night of studying with Aqua or Ven–and you were pretty sure Terra didn’t either. Whatever you had with him, it wasn’t easily defined, perhaps because you had a sneaking suspicion Master Eraqus wouldn’t be happy if you tried to find that definition.

But that was what you were working toward, wasn’t it? Just a few more days, and you could leave, see your parents again, travel the world with Terra at your side, and never hear another lecture on emotions from your master. If that was your reward, then a handful of hours more of Terra and you beating each other black and blue didn’t seem so bad.

“Ah!”

You froze as Terra dropped to the grassy ground, clutching at his own wrist.

“Terra!” Your practice blade was tossed aside with little ceremony as you crouched next to your partner. He shot you a thin smile, which only served to make you frown before gently helping him to his feet. “You okay?”

“Fine.” He laughed at look on your face. “Really, [Name]. I think you sprained my wrist.”

When he lifted his arm, you saw that Terra’s wrist was indeed swollen and red. Maybe the right reaction would have been to fuss over his injury. Instead, you let go with a scowl.

“Me? You sprained your wrist, you big baby. I didn’t ask to have another go.”

“Baby!” Terra repeated indignantly.

You stuck your nose in the air and turned your back on him. “I thought you’d been seriously hurt. How do you expect to earn your Mark of Mastery if you fall over crying because you hurt your wrist?”

The thing was, you knew Terra was teasing you. Much to Master Eraqus’s chagrin, you had never grown into the ideal, serene keyblade wielder that Aqua had. No one knew that better than Terra. He loved to get a rise out of you, especially when your instructor wasn’t around to correct either of your behaviors. You really had been worried about hurting him, though, so when he sighed and put his uninjured hand on your shoulder, you still weren’t in any hurry to forgive him.

“Okay, okay. It did hurt,” he said. “But look. All I need is you to cure me, and I’ll be good as new.”

This you pretended to consider and reject in due course. “No.”

“No?”

“No,” you said again, twisting around to face him.

He looked just as shocked as you had expected him to, which was something of a thrill. As tempting as it was to crack a smile, however, you decided to continue teasing him for just a little while longer.

“But how can I train with a sprained wrist?” he protested.

“Heal it yourself.”

“I can’t even hold my keyblade!”

“Good. Maybe I can get a break from fighting you for a few days.”

“[Name]!”

Finally, a smile broke out wide across your face. Now Terra simply looked bewildered as he watched you double over with laughter.

“I’m kidding, Ter!” This confession appeared to do little to impress him. Still grinning, you held out one hand. “Give me your arm.”

“I don’t think I want to anymore.”

“Terra.”

“Fine.”

Sure, he frowned when he gently plopped his arm back into your grip, but you could tell he was just playing, too. His playing had never brought him quite so close to you before, though–at least, not his face. Summoning your keyblade forgotten, you stared up at him into those familiar blue eyes. Terra cocked his head slightly to the side, obviously confused by your lack of action. You opened your mouth to say something, but you were thinking too hard to actually speak.

Without actively making the decision, you made the decision. It must have been pure instinct driving you to jump forward to get your lips against his, since you certainly didn’t have anyone else around to teach you the finer points of kissing. You figured it couldn’t be too difficult a skill to master–no more difficult than Aero, surely–when you felt Terra’s soft lips meet yours.

Unfortunately, you misjudged how much power to put behind your leap. The next thing you felt was a sharp pain on your mouth.

“Augh!”

It was not just Terra that collapsed to the ground this time. Tears streaming down your cheeks, you clutched at your bleeding lips…and heard, from somewhere behind you, the distinct sound of Terra’s laughter. You whirled around to see him laughing. Laughing! At your first kiss! He only laughed harder at your expression of horror.

“I think–I think you sprained my lips!” he managed to choke out between guffaws.

Sure enough, your life was so un-magical that even your first kiss had to turn out to be a dud. Hadn’t Master Eraqus seen to that the first day he met you?

And your master didn’t stop his attempts at life ruining there. Upon arriving home and finding you and Terra in such a condition, he set Aqua and Ven to healing up Terra while you accompanied your teacher to an empty room for a long talk on “the birds and the bees.” If Terra thought he’d be getting another try at kissing you after he managed to dodge that bullet, well…he had another thing coming, and that thing would not be a second kiss.

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Opinions on Rhaegar and Lyanna? Personally I hate it. Lyanna is 14 when they meet and 16 when she dies. We also don’t have any actual characterization of her except from those who romanticized and fantasized her. Rhaegar is grown man and it feels icky. Not to mention what ended up happening to Elia Martell and her children which was just horrific.

Ravioli and that ship is the worst. I'll give Lyanna some grace because she was underage when she met him, but he had a whole wife(who did nothing wrong) and kids(Aegon was a literal baby) who he failed to protect.

Now before someone goes bringing up Daemon, Dettles, and how I’m a hypocrite, I do not have problems with infidelity(in a fictional capacity). I have a problem with men who really do not give a damn. Daemon at least made sure to saved Nettles. He protected the one he loved. What did Ravioli do for Lyanna? That's right he got her pregnant and left her to die (Daemon would mock him for that)! Ravioli gave a damn about no one(that or he was an idiot).

Plus Missy Anne literally tried to kill Nettles. She was an awful person who deserved everything she got. Elia did nothing to Lyanna. She never hurt a sole. Even if she had, her kids were innocents who did not deserve their fates just because their creepy father went galivanting off with another woman for the sake of a prophecy.

In the show, this man named both his sons Aegon(and his hair looked greasy as hell. At least Viserys had the excuse of being poor and on the run. Ravioli was the Prince of Dragonstone and yet didn't know what shampoo was).

Not to mention he seems boring as hell as is that ship. There isn't even that much on it considering both he and Lyanna are dead and yet people act like it's the second coming.

I know GRRM says it's romantic, but really? There is nothing romantic about a man leaving his wife and children with his crazy racist father who dislikes them(the man literally said Rhaenys smelled Dornish), while he goes prophet mad, takes advantage of Lyanna not wishing to marry Robert, and eventually gets everybody minus a newborn baby killed.

#bnasks #bnask #anti rhaegar targaryen #anti rhaegar x lyanna

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begging you to elaborate on autistic beleg and autistic túrin!!

Bro thanks so much for asking because I’ve been sitting on these thoughts for years. And now I have to dig up the list. I’m just glad I wrote it down, and thankfully @frodo-with-glasses is also visiting and could help me remember what I forgot to include. Brace yourself because this post is going to get long. Seriously. I even left out any headcanons and just stuck with what evidence I have from the source material.

We’re going to start out with the obvious: Túrin. And I say obvious because I have seen one other post talking about how he comes across as autistic, and his traits are more obvious (especially in the more well-known Silmarillion as opposed to other versions of the story).

Clearly he’s quite bright, especially as a strategist (it’s mainly the CurseTM that turns his plans into a bad thing whenever it’s least convenient), but a significant number of fans describe him, sometimes affectionately and sometimes not, as stupid. This is probably because he’s completely blind to many social cues. One of our first examples is him never noticing how interested Nellas was in him (whether romantically or platonically I’ve never been able to figure out).

Coming suddenly out of thought [Túrin] looked at Beleg, and said: 'The elf-maiden that you named, though I forget how: I owe her well for her timely witness; yet I cannot recall her. Why did she watch my ways?' Then Beleg looked strangely at him. 'Why indeed?' he said. 'Túrin, have you lived always with your heart and half your mind far away? As a boy you used to walk with Nellas in the woods.' The Children of Húrin, chapter VI

Another example is how he completely missed the fact that Finduilas loved him and he continued shipping Gwinduilas. (Also note the uncomfortable miscommunication between an autistic character and allistic character in this section. Both of them assume the other is just being difficult for some reason.)

Afterwards Túrin sought out Gwindor, and said to him: 'Gwindor, dear friend, you are falling back into sadness; do not so! For your healing will come in the houses of your kin, and in the light of Finduilas.' Then Gwindor stared at Túrin, but he said nothing, and his face was clouded. 'Why do you look upon me so?' said Túrin. 'Often your eyes have gazed at me strangely of late. How have I grieved you? I have opposed your counsels; but a man must speak as he sees, nor hide the truth that he believes, for any private cause. I would that we were one in mind; for to you I owe a great debt, and I shall not forget it.' 'Will you not?' said Gwindor. 'Nonetheless your deeds and your counsels have changed my home and my kin. Your shadow lies upon them. Why should I be glad, who have lost all to you?' Túrin did not understand these words, and did but guess that Gwindor begrudged him his place in the heart and counsels of the King. The Children of Húrin, chapter X

There’s more of this in larger amounts in how he dealt with Mîm and Saeros. He was friends with Mîm until Beleg came back and then he practically ignored Mîm, albeit unintentionally, and somehow didn’t see how betrayed the dwarf felt as a result of that. Túrin ignored Saeros’s bullying until he couldn’t take it anymore and then he lashed out in a spectacularly disastrous and emotional manner that somehow nobody (except Mablung) saw coming. I should point out that time that he missed the fact that he’d accidentally taken Saeros’s seat at that one banquet, and immediately afterward completely missed the fact that Saeros was trying to make a snide remark about it:

'Seldom does the march-warden favour us with his company,' [Saeros] said; 'and I gladly yield my accustomed seat for the chance of speech with him.' But Túrin, who was in converse with Mablung the Hunter, did not rise, and said only a curt 'I thank you'. The Children of Húrin, chapter V

On a somewhat similar note to his social awkwardness, he forms very few deep friendships. When they are deep they're very deep, but most of the rest of the people in his life seem to be just casual acquaintances. He likes them, but he doesn’t have a deep bond of trust and love with them. He has his categories of “people I like”, “people I don’t like”, and “heckin frickin friends that I love with all my heart and soul and I will tell my secrets to”.

His moral system is very black and white. He may draw the line in weird places, but he has a definite line that cannot be crossed. We actually get an example of him moving this very clear line:

'At least my hands shall not again be raised against Elves or Men,' said Túrin. 'Angband has servants enough. If others will not take this vow with me, I will walk alone.' Children of Húrin, chapter VI

Notice there’s no “I’ll kill bad humans and bad elves” here. It’s “nope, no more humans or elves”. Black and white.

He’s not much good with understanding figurative or flowery language. Again, quite early on in Children of Húrin there are multiple examples of him going to his friend Labadal and asking him to explain something that Húrin or Morwen had said. He’s a very intelligent child, but figures of speech are not his strong suit. Of course, as he grows up he tries to overcorrect this by employing some probably-artificially-learned circumlocution, with varying degrees of success.

He has extremely obvious hyperfixations, and he excels in those skills he does have. If he doesn’t like doing something, he doesn’t bother with it. But if he does like doing it, he completely dominates at it.

One only was mightier in arms among the march-wardens of Thingol at that time than Túrin... Children of Húrin, chapter V Led by signs that [Beleg] could read, or by the rumour of the passing of Men among the wild things with whom he could speak, he came often near, but always their lair was deserted when he came to it; for they kept a watch about them by day and night, and at any rumour of approach they were swiftly up and away. 'Alas!' he cried. 'Too well did I teach this child of Men craft in wood and field! An Elvish band almost one might think this to be.' Children of Húrin, chapter VI

A human--and a young one at that--doing better than elves at the things elves are supposed to be best at? It smacks of the savant stereotype, except with tragedy to balance it.

Some other things--his lax habits about hygiene, his stubbornness, his obsession over single tasks or ideas--don’t really need explaining, I think. They’re in the Silmarillion so most people are familiar with them. There are, however, three more specific things that I’m rather undecided on but I’m going to mention them anyway. First, he’s clumsy when it comes to very fine motor control. You could attribute some of this to the curse, but it could also just be him being, well, clumsy.

...in crafts of making he had less skill, for he was slow to learn his own strength, and often marred what he made with some sudden stroke. Children of Húrin, chapter V

He has some minor selective mutism. There are a few times it’s mentioned, but it’s right off the bat in Children of Húrin, literally in the first chapter.

...he was not merry, and spoke little, though he learned to speak early and ever seemed older than his years. Children of Húrin, chapter I

You’ll excuse my pointing out that this hints at Asperger’s specifically: no speech delay. I know it’s not a commonly accepted subcategory anymore, but it’s a very specific detail and I like those. Also I feel obligated to include this bit as well:

But courage and strength were renewed in the Elf of Nargothrond, and departing from Taur-nu-Fuin he led Túrin far away. Never once as they wandered together on long and grievous paths did Túrin speak... Children of Húrin, chapter IX

That’s months of silence. I know it’s because of trauma, but still. I had to include it.

And finally, he’s extremely sensitive. I almost didn’t include this one in my list because it isn’t in itself a guaranteed sign of autism, but it’s pretty common as a comorbid symptom. There are many examples of his emotional sensitivity and quick temper throughout all the versions of the story, so I’m just picking one:

...but [the outlaws] feared him, because of his sudden angers, which they seldom understood. Children of Húrin, chapter VI

Note again the difficulty in communication. All in all, I think Tolkien wrote Túrin this way on purpose. He may not have had a word to describe it, but he made a character with too many autistic traits for me to ignore.

Now! On to Beleg.

The traits that make me suspect Beleg as autistic are much more subtle, but if you’re looking for them you start seeing them everywhere. Also many of them are in the Lay of the Children of Húrin, which probably explains why not many people noticed them because that thing can be difficult to unravel compared to the other versions of the story.

Right off the bat, we know that Beleg does whatever the heck he wants and nobody can stop him. I’ve seen a quote floating around on almost every Wiki article about Beleg that says that he followed no man and could not be restrained. (If anyone can tell me the source for that, I will draw Beleg for you, because it certainly matches what we know about him but I like the precision of knowing the source material in case anyone challenges it.) While this isn’t exclusively an autistic trait, it is common enough that I thought it deserved to be included. Beleg also lives in the woods and only comes around Menegroth when he’s good and ready. Again, not exclusively autistic, but this casually asocial attitude was one of the first things that roused my suspicions about him. Heck, according to the Lay he’s especially unsocial.

It was Beleg the hunter, who farthest fared of his folk abroad ahunting by hill and hollow valley, who cared not for concourse and commerce of men. The Lay of the Children of Húrin, I: Túrin’s Fostering

In the Lay, “Men” is capitalized if it’s meant to be translated as “humans”. Note that it’s not capitalized in that passage. I’m also going to address this next line before moving on because I know someone is going to point it out if I don’t:

Then Beleg departed from Menegroth and went back to the north-marches, where he had his lodges, and many friends... Children of Húrin, chapter VI

He may have “many friends” among the march-wardens, but he doesn’t spend all of his time with them. In fact, most of the times we meet him he’s alone. You can have a decently sized friend group without being around them all the time, especially if you’re immortal.

Now, on to his skill set: elves are supposed to be either healers or hunters/warriors. Beleg really went “watch me do it anyway” because:

And the Eldar deemed that the dealing of death, even when lawful or under necessity, diminished the power of healing.... On the other hand many elven-men were great healers and skilled in the lore of living bodies, though such men abstained from hunting, and went not to war until the last need. Of the Laws and Customs Among the Eldar

Only one was there in war greater, higher in honour in the hearts of Elves, than Túrin son of Húrin untamed in war -- even the huntsman Beleg of the Hidden People, the son of the wilderness who wist no sire (to bend whose bow of the black yew-tree had none of the might), unmatched in knowledge of the wood's secrets and the weary hills. The Lay of the Children of Húrin, I: Túrin’s Fostering

Now was it that it came into the heart of Beleg the hunter of the Elves to seek after Túrin so soon as his own hurts were healed. This being done in no great number of days, for he had a skill of healing... Book of Lost Tales part II, Turambar and the Foaloke

Now Beleg was sorely wounded, but he was mighty among the Elves of Middle-earth, and he was moreover a master of healing. Therefore he did not die, and slowly his strength returned. The Silmarillion, Of Túrin Turambar

Talk all you want about older notes being cancelled out by newer notes, I’m still taking this as another subtle hint at Beleg being autistic.

Hyperfixation. Extreme hyperfixation. When he’s bent on something, there’s nothing anyone can do to distract him. This is a focus that’s been honed by all the practice an older-than-the-sun-and-the-moon lifespan can afford.

Many messengers had been sent out by Thingol to seek Túrin within Doriath and in the lands near its borders; but in the year of his flight they searched for him in vain, for none knew or could guess that he was with the outlaws and enemies of Men. When winter came on they returned to the King, save Beleg only. After all others had departed still he went on alone. Children of Húrin, chapter VI

Beleg also thinks in black and white, even more so than Túrin at times.

'Fare free,' said Túrin. 'That wish Mablung gave me at our parting. The grace of Thingol will not stretch to receive these companions of my fall, I think; but I will not part with them now, if they do not wish to part with me. I love them in my way, even the worst a little. They are of my own kind, and there is some good in each that might grow. I think that they will stand by me.' 'You see with other eyes than mine,' said Beleg. 'If you try to wean them from evil, they will fail you. I doubt them, and one most of all.' 'How shall an Elf judge of Men?' said Túrin. 'As he judges of all deeds, by whomsoever done,' answered Beleg... Children of Húrin, chapter VI

His conversational skills are a bit lacking, although less obviously so than Túrin’s. He swings back and forth between being overly blunt and being overly cryptic. As with Túrin, he might be trying to adjust for a natural lack of subtlety and accidentally overshooting it. He also seems to have a habit of dominating--or at least trying to dominate--any conversation he’s in. The most obvious example I can think of was when he showed up late to Túrin’s trial and literally pressures Elu Thingol himself into accepting Nellas as a witness.

Then there was silence in the hall, and Thingol lifted up his hand to pronounce his doom. But at that moment Beleg entered in haste, and cried: 'Lord, may I yet speak?' 'You come late,' said Thingol. 'Were you not bidden with the others?' 'Truly, lord,' answered Beleg, 'but I was delayed; I sought for one whom I knew. Now I bring at last a witness who should be heard, ere your doom falls.' 'All were summoned who had aught to tell,' said the King. 'What can he tell now of more weight than those to whom I have listened?' 'You shall judge when you have heard,' said Beleg. 'Grant this to me, if I have ever deserved your grace.' 'To you I grant it,' said Thingol. Children of Húrin, chapter V

Bear with me because we’re getting close to the end of the list, but I saved the clues that I found most interesting for last. Beleg is at any given moment either the most calm and collected character you can imagine, or wildly excitable, and there is no in-between. Anyone who’s read the Silmarillion knows how stable Beleg can be sometimes, but here:

Then up sprang Beleg: 'That our vaunt and our vows be not vain for ever, evern such as they swore, those seven chieftains, an oath let us swear that is unchanging as Tain-Gwethil's towering mountain!' Their blades were bared, as blood shining in the flame of the fires while they flashed and touched. As with one man's voice the words were spoken, and the oath uttered that must unrecalled abide for ever, a bond of truth and friendship in arms, and faith in peril. The Lay of the Children of Húrin, II: Beleg

He really suggested the Gaurwaith swear an oath of loyalty like the Fëanorians. That’s a special breed of chaos. Not to mention the whole manic monologue he went off with to Flinding (Gwindor) later on in that chapter of the Lay. All it takes is a single suggestion to send him from 0 to 100000, as long as it’s something he’s interested in.

Now this leads me to my favorite piece of evidence for an autistic Beleg: a surprising inability, especially for an elf, to gauge the volume of his own voice in a moment of excitement.

In eager anger then up sprang Beleg, crying and calling, careless of Flinding: 'O Túrin, Túrin, my troth-brother, to the brazen bonds shall I abandon thee, and the darkling doors of the Deeps of Hell?' 'Thou wilt join his journey to the jaws of sorrow, O bowman crazéd, if thy bellowing cry to the Orcs should come...' The Lay of the Children of Húrin, II: Beleg

(This is only a small side note, and really doesn’t hold up on its own, but Beleg has dogs. Animals are a common enough autistic special interest that I thought I might as well mention it, especially when we remember that he can communicate with some animals.)

Now enough of the individual traits. When we look at the two characters together, we can of course contrast the old-autistic and young-autistic differences. Beleg literally does whatever he wants and people have just learned not to bother trying to change his mind. He doesn’t bother trying to fit into everyone else’s world but rather runs along perfectly content in his own parallel reality. Túrin, on the other hand, is stressed, frustrated, and confused both by himself and by everyone else, and he spends most of his life trying to figure out where and how he’s meant to fit in. But I’d also like to mention that of Túrin’s friends in the whole story, Beleg is the one who has the least miscommunication (although when there is miscommunication it’s spectacularly bad, insert obligatory dark humor here, yada yada). They may talk in rather dated syntax, but they are able to communicate what is needed when it’s needed. They’re both blunt and they trust each other enough to take a verbal blow without grudging it afterwards.

'I would lead my own men, and make war in my own way,' Túrin answered. 'But in this at least my heart is changed: I repent every stroke save those dealt against the Enemy of Men and Elves. And above all else I would have you beside me. Stay with me!' 'If I stayed beside you, love would lead me, not wisdom,' said Beleg. 'My heart warns me that we should return to Doriath. Elsewhere a shadow lies before us.' 'Nonetheless, I will not go there,' said Túrin. 'Alas!' said Beleg. 'But as a fond father who grants his son's desire against his own foresight, I yield to your will. At your asking, I will stay.' 'That is well indeed!' said Túrin. Children of Húrin, chapter VI

For being in a book packed with flowery dialogue, their conversations tend to be rather to-the-point. There’s no small talk, everything that they discuss is pertinent to the current situation. And Túrin, who is not particularly well-known for listening to anyone’s advice at any time for any reason, seems to respect and appreciate Beleg’s bluntness even to the point of saying this immediately after Beleg called him out on a particularly stupid comment:

Túrin's eyes glinted, but as he looked in Beleg's face the fire in them died, and they went grey, and he said in a voice hardly to be heard: 'I wonder, friend, that you deign to come back to such a churl. From you I will take whatever you give, even rebuke. Henceforward you shall counsel me in all ways, save the road to Doriath only.' Children of Húrin, chapter VII

They’re both stubborn and they’ve found a way to work around it because they know that there are no subtle background messages to what the other is saying.

And, of course, to close, I’d like to point out that autistics tend to find each other because they feel understood in a world that is as foreign as a different world. Perhaps Túrin, coming to a kingdom of people who aren’t even of the same race as his own, found solace in someone who understood the way his mind worked without having to explain anything, and that someone was Beleg. Never before had he known anyone who so instinctively understood the way his mind worked; and Beleg, thousands of years old, alone even in a realm filled with his own people, found in a human child a sense of purpose and validation that he’d not even known he was missing his whole life, and chose a mortal as his closest friend.

TLDR, there is no TLDR. I’ve way overthought this and as a result I’m not sure how to summarize it.

If I think of anything I missed in my essay here, I’ll add it later in the comments or a reblog or something.

#beleg #túrin #the man the myth the legends #three shinies #everyone deserved better except mîm #sometimes i overthink stuff #don't mind me #yo somebody talked to me #heck yeah bromance #forest pennies #/end classification tags #in which i COMPLETELY GO OFF #i am like 93% sure that i've left out at least one point but of course i can't think of what it is #it is heck o'clock in the morning and i've been writing this for hours now #it's my own fault for deciding to include source material and whatnot but still #i apologize for any typos #also if anyone wants to hear any headcanons i can make a separate post on those but i figured this is enough for tonight

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