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noes-pillow · 1 year

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✨️Vanoé Angst Week: Day 4✨️ @vanoeangstweek

I Didn't Mean for You to Find Out This Way

| 3.0k | read on ao3 | shhh I know I skipped a day |

Prompt:

Goodbyes | Unrequited Love | “I can’t do this anymore.”

Summary:

Noé was in love with Vanitas. That was not a secret. Not to the vampire or the human. He had been for a while. And that was also not a secret.

The amethyst-eyed vampire had decided he couldn’t take it any longer and confessed his feelings to his best friend and partner.

Vanitas just stared back at him in shock. The intense current flowing into his irises making them an impossibly bright shade of electric blue.

“Mon ami, I’m sorry. I don’t feel the same.”

-or-

Noé must come to terms with the fact that Vanitas will never love him back. And that sometimes you need to know when it's time to leave.

...

Noé was in love with Vanitas. That was not a secret. Not to the vampire or the human. He had been for a while. And that was also not a secret.

The amethyst-eyed vampire had decided he couldn’t take it any longer and confessed his feelings to his best friend and partner.

Vanitas just stared back at him in shock. The intense current flowing into his irises making them an impossibly bright shade of electric blue.

It was simultaneously the most beautiful sight that Noé had ever seen and also the most depressing.

“Mon ami, I’m sorry. I don’t feel the same.”

Noé had a feeling this would be the response he received.

“But, I’m glad you told me and am happy you trusted me enough to be so honest. I promise that I don’t think any less of you, and I still want us to stay partners.” Vanitas probably felt that his words would hurt Noé and that they weren’t enough.

But Noé had prepared himself for this response and he was surprisingly more relieved than he was saddened. As long as he could keep Vanitas in his life, romantic partner or not, he would be happy. As long as they could spend time together and work together, he would genuinely enjoy that time.

And now he was free. Free to feel like he wasn’t hiding anything from Vanitas any longer. Free from being hypervigilant of his own words and filtering what he thought he could say without giving himself away, God forbid that Vanitas find out his terrible secret on his own.

The secret that Noé was irrevocably in love with him.

But now he no longer needed to hide that fact. And the relief of that weight off Noé’s shoulders made him so happy. Not to say he wasn’t a little disappointed as well, but he could easily manage that.

He still had a strong friend in Vanitas, and that was all that mattered.

…

A few months later, Noé was having dinner in the dining room with Vanitas, Jeanne, and Dominique. It was not a special dinner by any means. Just a typical weekday where the four of them could enjoy each other’s company. Four friends simply spending quality time together.

Noé couldn’t be happier. He had this thought during every dinner, but that feeling never changed or faded. He loved his friends and valued the time he spent with them.

Domi had excused herself to leave early on account of her duties at Carbunculus Castle that evening, leaving three friends remaining.

It wasn’t abnormal for any of them to leave early. They all had lives, and jobs, and things to attend to.

Vanitas was next to excuse himself early. Amelia had passed him a letter during dinner. Another summons from Count Orlok “Status: Urgent,” which also wasn’t abnormal given the recent uptick in curse bearer sightings in Paris.

What was abnormal was something Noé had noticed before but never spent much thought on.

There was an odd tension between the other vampire and human sitting at the table as he departed. It wasn’t an awkward tension. In fact, it was quite the opposite.

Noé had observed Jeanne helping Vanitas on a few curse-bearer cases in recent weeks. But he couldn’t stop his mind from jumping to conclusions.

There had been, and still was, a near unbearable number of curse-bearers appearing in the city, and Vanitas had offered Noé some rest from work, to which the vampire declined.

Vanitas had continued to nag him about it. But he had only accepted once it was evident to Noé that he was becoming overworked and only once Vanitas had promised to bring another vampire along to protect him.

To solve the issue, Noé had asked Jeanne, who graciously accepted, and she had been keeping an eye on the human, protecting him from harm as he healed curse-bearers, whenever Noé was unavailable or too overworked to help investigate.

“Monsieur Noé?” Jeanne asked.

He had been deep in thought. Noé looked up to meet her golden eyes.

“I’d like to confide in you with something.” Her cheeks turned red, “but I need you to promise not to tell anyone or laugh at me.”

Noé was intrigued, “I cannot promise anything before you offer the information, but as long as my withholding of it will not cause anyone harm, I believe I can agree.”

Jeanne was not visibly comforted by this answer, but Noé couldn’t offer any other response. He had formulated a solid educated guess as to what words would follow, anyway.

“I…” her voice quivered. Noé knew why. “I think…”

To think this woman had killed hundreds of vampires. In this moment she didn’t seem anything like a Bourreau.

“I think I have developed sincere feelings for Vanitas.” Jeanne covered her very pink face with two hands.

The Hellfire Witch… a shy maiden? What a fearsome concept. Except, to Noé, it was fearsome. To him she was competition. And peculiarly, that scared him more than any opponent he could face on the battlefield.

Noé listened to her speak and after awhile the two found common ground. Noé decided to tell her about his similar feelings for the human as well.

The two laughed at their unfortunate situation, dissolving some of the awkward tension.

“Great minds think alike.” Noé had jokingly reminded her.

They both giggled a bit more, softly deviating the conversation from the original topic of discussion.

There was no following conversation of who, if any, was allowed to proceed with or act on their affections of the beautiful sapphire-eyed human. Noé thought there was no need.

Both Jeanne and Vanitas now were fully aware of Noé’s feelings. He had been more than open and honest to both of them on the matter of his affections. There was no need for him to worry. The three of them were friends first.

Jeanne wouldn’t make a move on the human unless she spoke to Noé first.

And Vanitas wouldn’t accept those advances without hesitation and considering Noé’s response.

Neither would happen if they valued their friendship.

Right?

Just three adults who knew better than to let romantic feelings get in the way of a strong platonic bond.

…

Noé was in a fantastic mood today. He woke up to a bright sunny sky, a day off from work, and to Murr who was wonderfully less irritable than usual.

The vampire had made an impromptu decision to go sightseeing alone. Vanitas had questioned his judgement, but curiously allowed the directionally challenged vampire to venture out into downtown Paris all by himself.

“I won’t get lost this time,” he had said, “I’ve been practicing.” He had said.

Noé did indeed get lost.

Not as lost as he usually did, but a little lost is still lost.

So, he made the best of it, as he usually did with life. He explored the shops, ate crepes, and got the most adorable little hat for Murr. It even matched his own white top hat.

Nothing could bring Noé’s mood down today. Nothing.

Once he found a familiar street, Noé happily skipped back to his and Vanitas’ room in Hotel Chouchou. He was very eager to show Vanitas the little trinket he bought for his charming Murr.

The light under the crack in the door indicated Vanitas was indeed in the room. Noé had missed dinner because of the unexpected duration of his excursion so he was happy to see that Vanitas hadn’t gone down to dinner either. Or if he had, he hadn’t been in the dining room for long.

Noé enthusiastically unlocked and opened the door, his smile shining brighter than the full moon through the window.

He was met with the most unexpected sight. His face dropped instantly in horror, and his body froze. Both Murr and his hat dropped to the ground.

The other two bodies in the room froze as well.

“V…Vanitas?”

Noé noticed a head of white hair in addition to the black.

“Jeanne?”

Silence.

“It… it’s not what it looks like!” Jeanne was quick to say in reply.

Why that excuse? It wasn’t even an excuse. If anything, it was an admission of guilt. Better not to say anything at all.

It was, in fact, what it looked like.

Noé might’ve been naïve, he knew that he was, but he was not an unobservant idiot.

Two red pearls of blood adorned Vanitas’ neck upon a pink rose shaped mark. His shirt was completely unbuttoned, bowtie discarded on the floor. Hands were in white hair when Noé had found them. But not his own white hair. It was Jeanne’s.

The woman was only partially clothed and had been clearly enjoying something other than a typical drink from the neck of her self-volunteered blood bag of a human.

Once he regained the ability to move, Noé squeezed his eyes closed and turned around in place, looking away from the pair and beyond embarrassed.

The other two were red with shame.

Noé heard the shuffling of sheets and clothing being frantically put back on. He still didn’t move from his spot.

An eternity of 34 seconds passed, Noé counted, before Jeanne decided to speak. Her words unsure and filled with regret.

“Monsieur Noé, we had been meaning to tell you…”

Noé shyly turned back around. His contorted face and wide eyes hinted for one of the two to continue.

Jeanne glanced at Vanitas, seemingly to ask for permission, but his expression was just one of avoidance. His eyes avoided any and all eye contact in the room, gold or amethyst. Jeanne decided for him.

“We’re courting.”

The previously elated and untouchable energy in Noé’s body crashed.

His heart dropped to his stomach so fast he almost gagged. The earth’s gravity seemed to grow tenfold. He was impressed with himself that he didn’t crumble to the floor right then and there.

But he did stumble. Lost his footing for a moment before dizzily regaining his balance.

This was a dream, right? It’s time to wake up now.

He didn’t wake up. It wasn’t a dream.

Noé couldn’t say a word.

He just looked at Vanitas for a response. Any response. The human didn’t say a damn thing.

“How long?” were the only two words Noé could softly squeak out.

Vanitas apprehensively decided to speak. “Noé…” he shook his head, assumedly in self disappointment.

Noé saw red.

Oh look, Vanitas decided to leave his daydream and finally join us back in reality.

Just as Jeanne was about to finish his sentence Vanitas put up a hand in her direction, indicating she should stop and allow him to speak.

“HOW. LONG?” Noé repeated himself, much more aggressively this time.

His eyes must have turned to their red shade because both people on Vanitas’ bed startled this time as he spoke.

“Six months,” the human stated.

Six months. Six months?

Suddenly all the puzzle pieces fell into place. Everything made sense. Terrible, horrible, awful, painful sense.

And Noé’s heart shattered.

Or at least he thought it did. This feeling was very similar to when he lost Louis.

But this time he was a lot angrier. And this time there was someone to blame.

“I didn’t mean for you to find out this way,” Vanitas continued, attempting to soothe the betrayed vampire.

Noé was just as furious as he was hurt and confused. “Well, it doesn’t matter what you mean now, does it?”

Noé could tell Vanitas acknowledged his statement to be correct. He could tell both Vanitas and Jeanne knew they had made a mistake keeping this from him.

Neither the human nor the golden-eyed vampire replied.

Noé broke the unbearably heavy silence. “I can’t do this anymore,” Noé whispered to the floor, utterly heartbroken.

“I…” Noé sighed, “…need to go.”

And with that, the amethyst-eyed vampire grabbed his dropped hat, wiped dirt off the crumpled brim, placed Murr on his shoulder, and turned to leave the room.

Jeanne immediately ran to follow him, “Wait, don’t leave yet, why don’t we just sit and talk this out?”

Noé contemplated her offer for the absolute briefest of moments. But Noé didn’t want to talk. He wouldn’t be able to. He was too much in shock. Talking was too much effort right now.

“I need some time to think. Please don’t follow me.” He looked at Jeanne and then shot a meaningful glance at Vanitas.

Vanitas looked away.

So Noé left the room, a heavy silence following him. He just wanted to see Domi. She would understand. She would help fill this unbearable silence. Or at least distract himself from the monsoon of thoughts whirling around his chaotic mind.

…

Domi was appalled. “That was an awful thing they did to you.”

Noé’s head rested in Domi’s lap as she ran her fingers through his hair. He wasn’t crying, but Domi knew he couldn’t take much more of an emotional strain before he did.

“They both knew how I felt.”

“I know.” Domi tried to soothe him with her words.

“And they both never told me anyway.” A long pause. “Never told me anything.”

“I know,” she said a little softer this time. She was truly gravely disappointed in the other pair. For being so careless and for hurting Noé.

Noé suddenly sat upright, a burst of energy presumptuously from anger. “What the hell? I mean, I know I don’t need to give them permission to court, but I thought they would at least take my feelings into account!”

Noé’s face softened as he finished speaking and looked down. His expression turned solemn once again. “I thought we were all friends, Domi.”

Domi was beginning to really grieve for Noé. It wasn’t fair to him what happened. But people were selfish. When all is said and done, people looked out for themselves first, and took others into account later. Especially when it involved dating. She hoped Noé would learn that soon enough. She couldn’t take much more of seeing Noé heartbroken like this… again.

These were all words she would voice to him at another time, when her childhood friend wasn’t trying to piece together his twice shattered heart with nothing but a lump of beeswax and broken tweezers.

His fragile heart was already missing pieces from the first time it shattered. When he lost Louis. Lost splinters of it were still stuck throughout his body where the skin healed over, hiding in plain sight.

Now he’d have to wait for a new and fresh collection of lacerations to heal. Wait for them to clot, scab, and scar. All of which would happen long before they even began to fade. And none would ever completely go away.

“I’ll always be by your side, Noé.” Domi reassured him. “You’re all I have left.” She looked away fighting tears, nostalgia apparent in her face. “Louis would want us to stick together.”

Oddly, Noé was a bit comforted by this idea. It did hurt to remember Louis when he was in a sorry excuse of mental state like this, but the needle pricks in his heart from Louis were a familiar pain when compared to the fresh stab of what he was feeling now.

…

“Anything to say?” Noé aggressively looked at Vanitas who looked at the ground for a moment before looking back at him. “You’ve been sitting here this whole time without saying a word.”

Noé knew his decision to sit and talk with the pair would be a struggle. Even if it took him months to decide that it was the best idea.

Vanitas knew Noé was right. There was nothing he could say to defend himself. But he might as well try. “I told you we’re both so very sorry. We just hope things can go back to the way that they were once you move on.”

“Excuse me?” Noé had been polite for long enough. “I think you are underestimating the significance of this situation in my eyes.”

Jeanne chewed on her cheek, evidently searching for words to respond.

Noé found them faster. “I don’t think I want things to go back to the way they were.”

Noé exhaled, trying to keep his words as eloquent as possible. If he couldn’t be nice, he could at least be direct. “I can’t trust you anymore. I don’t think I even should.”

Another pause. Noé knew this wasn’t going anywhere.

But he had unfortunately expected this. “I think I should go,” he resigned.

“Do you need more time to think?” Jeanne inquired.

“Oh no, I’ve had quite enough time to think. Ever since I left the room that day months ago, I’ve had plenty of time to think.” Noé stood. Standing made him feel in control. Because the rest of this situation was not.

Noé looked directly at Vanitas. “And I think my interests no longer align with yours, Vanitas. Our work together is done. Best of luck to you on finding a new shield.” He glanced toward Jeanne. “Although I feel like you won’t have too much trouble finding another.”

Jeanne looked up at him, a glimmer of hope for understanding still ignorantly in her eyes.

Vanitas had since found a corner of the room to fixedly stare at and hadn’t moved his gaze.

He continued. “Jeanne, you said earlier you wanted me to be happy for you both.” Noé grabbed his hat, coat, and filled suitcase with all of his belongings from the room.

“Well, we don’t always get what we want, do we…” a pause. He took his last long look at the human in the room. His partner, and best friend, “…Vanitas?”

Noé wasn’t expecting a reply.

A million words seemed to flood Vanitas’ mind as Noé left. Too many words. He evidently couldn’t filter through them fast enough to string a phrase together before the vampire left the room, so the sentence slipped through his fingers.

As did his friendship with his best friend.

Noé left his key on the desk and exited the room swiftly without another word.

He walked down to the lobby and out the front door.

And then he cried.

Noé would like to think Vanitas cried too.

fin

#this one hurt to write #it might not hurt as much to read but writing something based on a personal event is just... ow #also ya ya i skipped day 3 ill come back to it i had a TIME trying to think of an idea #as always GIVE FEEDBACK #I WANNA HEAR FROM YALL #i love my writing but sometimes i need a lil bit of motivation <3 #thanks for coming to my ted talk #VanoeAngstWeek2022 #vanoé angst week #noé archiviste #vanitas #vanoé #vanijeanne #vnc #vanitas no carte #the case study of vanitas #dominique de sade #i didn't mean for you to find out this way

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velvetwyrme · 10 months

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( ❌ ) Sorry! That name is taken :(

Figuring out a username is tough. So... why not outsource it ;)?

The upcoming chapters of Flipping Fate require Edge to have a username, so we figured we should open that up to y'all to decide! This is all for fun, so go buck wild! Do you want to give him the coolest, most badass username? Or perhaps you want him to be embarrassed to even type it? (Maybe his brother got into his account and changed it?)

We'll hold another poll with your submissions once this poll ends so that you guys can decide what username he gets stuck with >;3c

#flippingfate #my art #minimal effort comic somehow ended up looking pretty cool!#anyway. if there's just One suggestion then... congrats!#if theres a ton of entries (im... not really expecting there to be) then my cowriter and i will pick out some and yall can decide from ther #i have a couple but theyr all TERRIBLE #the only real 'rule' is that it cant be CoolSkeleton95 #because thats taken ;D #also yes. edge does have an epic gamer keyboard #does he have cat hear headphones to go with it? thats up to you to decide. the truth lies in your heart.#underfell #underfell papyrus #ADDITIONALLY (if you made it all the way down here) feel free to also suggest usernames for other characters if you really want to????#i cant fathom why youd do this. but if you have ideas and you wanna share then like. go for it?#just specify it in my inbox LMAO

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stuckinapril · 3 months

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its not american culture but white culture tbh. my family is russian/german and my mom expected us to move out and be self-sufficient by the age of 20. even though we pay rent to live at home too. from what i heard from previous jobs/friends brown/especially muslim families keep their children at home until they get married, some stay with their families until they are in their 30s lmao my mom would kick me out at that point ruthlessly. its true that white families are colder and less welcoming of their own children. why bring a child into the world when all you do is wait until it leaves home? its questionable

this is insane to me!! and yes ur correct in ur assessment—it’s very normal in that culture/not seen as a negative at all, whereas in american culture you’re seen as a freeloader. it’s also worth mentioning that a lot of arab people choose to live w their family not for financial reasons, but bc they legit don’t wanna live away from loved ones. family is infinitely important in arab culture, in the same way it’s infinitely neglected in american culture. moving out is normal too (if u also happen to be american lol), but so is being surrounded w family voluntarily. if ur family is lax enough, which is mine is, its ultimately up to u what u wanna do.

for my family in particular my mom doesn’t want me to live w her so much as she wants to take care of me, bc to her ill always be her responsibility regardless of age. she always told me that no matter where i live, she will always be happy to support me. i rly won the jackpot bc she has granted me both autonomy and a support system no matter what, when by contrast a lot of more strict brown families might not be okay w that kind of freedom (i felt it necessary to emphasize this btw bc the stereotype of all brown parents being conservative and stifling is grossly overapplied—my mom is proof it’s not true). but white families are so fucking COLD to each other (not ALL of them btw!! as always people and situations aren’t a one size fits all) and being kicked out of the house seems to be the standard. i find that so fucked up

#i’ve seen more generous white families but they also tend to be pretty rich too #most people are middle class & by extension most white families don’t tend to support their children the same way #also white families seem to legit not like each other ?? yall barely stay in touch from what i see and that could notttt be us w our family #arab people value their families a lot more and we generally wanna be in each other’s proximity if we can help it #we maintain our own space but we also cherish the time we have together #that’s a concept a lot of people short circuit when they hear about bc their own relationship w their family is sour #to them the idea of co-existing in harmony is impossible #ask #arab tag

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ask-edd · 4 months

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Massive Update

Well friends, my 3rd year on this blog is coming to a close. I've always loved this blog and working on it, though I do feel it's stagnated over the past year as my attention has been drawn elsewhere.

That being said, I'm not ready to stop. I love this blog so much, I had so much fun when it first started, it's my baby. But my baby is getting older, so...

It's time this baby gets some new clothes :)

Coming soon: Ask-Edd Reboot

Tune in Jaunary 1st!

#so no more asks for right now #but i would actually love to hear from yall #if yall are excited or new things you'd wanna see or even just sharing memories #idk i wanna hear from yall again <3 #mod note

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ofthecaravel · 8 months

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okay caravel nation i need you all to listen up and buckle down.

spooky season is almost here. and i need you all to be thinking of spooky scenarios to put the gvf boyos in. your fave scary movies, books, random thoughts, feel free to share em all

#ive got two sketches on deck but i wanna hear from yall!#gvf #greta van fleet #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #danny wagner #sam kiszka #greta van art #myart #shut up karou

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gnometa233 · 2 months

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I'm entirely neutral about valentines day but telling people who are single and want relationships to just "shut up and give your friends candy and tell them you love them" isn't gonna solve their loneliness problem. You're not oppressed for having a loving partner. You can be a shoulder to lean on for your friends

#signed someone who has a ton of friends #got money from my parents for valentines day (and watching the house)#and guess what? im still single and alone and sad about it #waaah waaah if you dont wanna hear about it go hug your significant other and remind yourself how good you have it #if i ever get a partner and i act like how some of yall r acting old yeller me immedietly

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oohbuggypie · 22 days

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hai Punch Out!! buddies 🩷 ive had this little series idea in my head for over a month now; i would like to call it "HOME" !! and though it would take a lot of time, patience, thinking etc., id rlly love to try my best and execute it ! but i genuinely need help to make it happen !! so first things first:

second:: i have a series of questions !! if u can, pls answer in RBs or replies section 🩷

1. what would King Hippo's island look like more in depth ? since Hippo Island is fictional, i think some unrealistic / fun elements could be added: would the sand be a unique color? would the water have unique properties? would there be specific kinds of plants that grow there? anybody that has any deeper and/or fun headcanons about what his island would look like, go wild !! realism does not matter for this one !

2. what kind of car would Macho Man drive ?? i personally have an affinity for old cars so im probably gonna lean more towards those, but more basic questions would be better: what color do you think he'd have the exterior painted? any fun ideas for his special license plate ? any headcanons for special details on the tires, steering wheel, interior, etc.? what color would the interior be?

3. if anybody has some personal experiences or insight into comfort places / restaurants in Berlin, Moscow, Paris, Istanbul, Dublin, Philly, Tokyo, etc., id love to hear abt it so i can get a more immersive gauge into what im working with ! just hearing abt the atmosphere, dishes served, special features, attitudes of people there (if it isn't an isolated spot), etc. would be more than enough help 🩷 this is one of the most important questions i have for this entire idea, so if u would like to ignore any of the questions, don't let it b this one !!

4. what are some general headcanons you have about ANY OF the character's personalities outside the ring ? this is not exclusive to the characters listed in the poll!! do you have any headcanons about their lives back at home ? what do u think they enjoy doing besides boxing ? outside of those questions, literally ANY headcanons regardless of whether u think they're relevant or not is super fun and helpful !!

if i have more questions ill either edit this post or make separate ones ! i don't usually ask specifically for more reach but i would def appreciate reblogs so that the poll can get some votes and i can start compiling ideas from u guys 🩷 this will def take some time and research if i can make it happen but i wanna do this so bad !! thank u 2 anybody who helps w this genuinely < 3

#punch out!! wii #punch out wii #punch out #glass joe #von kaiser #disco kid #king hippo #piston hondo #bear hugger #great tiger #don flamenco #aran ryan #soda popinski #bald bull #super macho man #mr. sandman #i rlly hope this isnt bothersome ☹️ im srry 4 asking for reach i know that can b a little annoying but if i want this to even have a chance #-at happening i truly do need the help ! so again i genuinely do apologize for taking up all this space but i wanna have some fun doing thi #and more than the fun id just rlly love to hear from the community 🩷 yall make me so happy fr like this is a comforting spot to be in 🩷

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airlocksandaviaries · 7 months

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WHO SAYS a found family can't be a group of weirdos who met just bc they all wanted to fuck some guy???

#idk what to tag this #but this is about something specific #but I wanna hear yalls take on it #found family trope #found family #blorbo from my shows #my bullshit

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rabbitgardens · 1 month

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gw2 tumblr!! do any of yall play on controller? if so, how, and for how long? is it better or worse than kb/m? i wanna start playing with a friend who cant use kb/m and is used to controller from ffxiv (and tbh i also just dislike playing on keyboard askd) so any help is appreciated!

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #talking tag #i know thers guides but i havent seen any videos of people actually Using controllers so i wanna hear from yall

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obey-me-headquarters · 1 year

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If I could change one thing about Obey Me:

Well, I would actually change a lot of things, but what's pretty high up there on my list is: rewriting Levi to be the Avatar of Gluttony.

I know, I know! That sounds crazy! Levi is perfect! Let me just explain my reasoning:

Levi is an Otuka and a problematic trend I noticed in Otuka circles is their consumerism. There's always more anime to consume, more figurines to buy, more merchandise. There's this ever present aura of never being satisfied as there's always more content to consume.

A lot of anime doesn't even really end, with the really popular ones having thousands of episodes. I'm not saying that it's a bad thing, I'm sure that it's those anime are very good. But there's definitely a quantity over quality problem with anime, with a lot of artists getting underpayed so studios can pump out more content.

And isn't that quintessentially gluttony? Never being satisfied? Always on the lookout for something new, no matter its quality, only to eat it up and move onto the next big thing?

Some people might argue that that's Greed, to always be amassing more. But I would argue that the difference between Greed and Gluttony is being satisfied. If you're greedy you can still be satisfied with the amount of stuff you have now, hell, the satisfaction you get from having what you have might be a driving factor for wanting more - you like what you have, and you want to get more so you'll be happier. But Gluttony is never satisfied, it's constantly being on the lookout for something new because what you have is never enough.

I know most people associate Gluttony with food, and I don't blame them. That is a big aspect of Gluttony. But I think going with this angle would be very interesting. Especially seeing as Beel's hungry can seem kinda one note? So much so the characters in the game even remark upon it. So I think choosing a more unique angle would create more story opportunities.

For example, there could be an arc about reintroducing Levi to his love of anime from a story perspective, instead of just a way to consume.

Plus, I think it'll be pretty cute seeing Levi and Mammon fight so much when their sins are so similar. Something something, two sides of the same coin lol.

I do really like how Levi is portrayed in the game. I think having him being so self conscious as the Avatar of Envy was a really unique spin. And how his Okuta-ness plays a role in that envy - how he's never satisfied by real life so he escapes to fantasy worlds.

I just think that Solmare could have done a little more with the Gluttony sin. I understand why they chose not to do it this way, if this idea even crossed their minds, an arc about not buying new content and learning to be satisfied with what you have would kinda go against their business model of constantly getting new cards.

I find the 7 sins, along with the 4 horsemen and anything to do with the Underworld interesting, and thus spend too much time thinking about how I would create my own 7 sins ocs.

If I ever do create a Gluttony avatar oc, Im unsure if I would go with this characterization, as it's basically just Levi lol. I think having a Gluttony oc who is never satisfied with content would be interesting. Kinda relate it to how writers and artists feel about fandoms these days. How it seems like fans are so hungry for new content, constantly asking about a new chapter, a new art piece, instead of commenting on and appreciating what you already made.

Maybe emulate those Tiktok book lovers who have hundreds of books they haven't read yet, and yet they're constantly buying new books. How they buy a new copy of a book they already own just because it has a new cover, or it's in a language (many times a language they can't even read). With a lot of these book lovers reading hundreds of books a month, leaving you wondering if they ever stop to enjoy the book. If they have time to wonder about a plot twist, let a powerful line sit with them. If they think about a book and its themes before moving onto the next one.

(Obviously this is a subgroup of TikTok book lovers, I'm not saying all of them are like, this is just a trend that I've noticed.)

Idk, I just feel like there's a lot to say about how modern audiences devour content because there's so much of it. How companies encourage people to binge their shows because it makes them more money. The dopamine infected doomscroll apps create so you use the app more because you become so addicted to finding something good, yet never being satisfied enough to put down the phone.

So. Uh. Yeah. Gluttony is a cool sin to play around with. Wish Obey Me did something a little more interesting with it.

If any of yall have any ideas on different ways to portray the 7 Sins I would love to hear them! Shot me an ask, or a message, or anything! Who knows, we might create a little band of ocs lol.

#obey me #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #i guess. technically.#so that got a little away from me lol.#would love to hear yalls thoughts!!!#man. now i really wanna create my own Gluttony oc lol

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lesbiantahani · 1 year

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ashamed to admit mistys fail rizz would work on me

#jas rambles #yellowjackets #misty quigley #and i dont wanna hear a THING abt it from yall

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