#also i feel like i spent waaaaay to long
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King&Prince 3
Steve didn't know how long he'd been in here between being knocked out and the fact that there was no window to help him tell the time. But it must've been a few hours at least, because someone came down to feed him. The person was nondescript besides the scowl on their face as they pretty much tossed the tray at him. It skid across the floor and Steve saw that it was some bread and some soup.
Steve reached for the soup first, wanting something to warm him only to find that it was just barely above his own body temperature. And something slimy was in it. He winced, making his deliveryman laugh.
"Eat up, your highness", he sneered before leaving him to it.
Steve tried the bread next. It was only slightly stale and he wondered if he should be rationing it. This could be his only meal for the next twenty four hours. They intended to return him home but that didn't mean he had to be in perfect condition. They could keep him on the brink if it suited them.
In the end, he decided to finish it all now. He looked at what he was left with. A spoon, a bowl, and a tray. He could probably use any of the three as a weapon, but that did nothing for his locked cell. Steve spent the next few hours, formulating a plan.
He would've thought about it longer, but that was when someone came to serve what must be dinner. That is unless they served bread and soup for breakfast here. It was someone different, but they handed him the tray in much the same way, sliding it in small space under the bars.
"I need to relieve myself", Steve announced.
"And? You've got four corners."
"So I'm just supposed to shit in the corner?"
"Enjoy your slop", he said, turning to leave when Steve grabbed an arm through the bars and twisted it behind his back and raised the spoon to his throat. It was probably the least threatening thing ever but his current warden was frozen.
"What the hell!?"
"You're going to let me out. Or else."
"Or else what? You'll spoon me to death?", he let out a choke of laughter as Steve pressed down.
"I think that's exactly what I'll do", Steve said as he slid the spoon up his neck, up his face and towards his eye.
"Waitwaitwait! I don't even have the keys! Only the king can let you out!"
"Are you lying to me?", Steve asked, his voice low.
"No! I promise. He's the only one with a key to this place. We don't keep a lot of prisoners!"
Steve waited a moment to see if there were any tells that might show dishonesty before dropping the spoon and backing away from the bars.
"In that case, I request an audience with your king. A prisoner I may be, but these current accommodations are not to my standards."
His guard gave him an incredulous look as he caught his breath and regained his wits. "Are you serious? You're making demands?"
Steve crossed his arms. "I am not going to shit where I sleep."
"No one here gives a fuck about what you want. Get used to that prince."
He spat out the word 'prince' like it was a slur. Steve didn't have a huge flock of fans back home, but the blatant disrespect was so foreign. He was left alone to figure out how he was going to keep his cell from smelling like a latrine.
Eddie sent out a letter the very day he had Steve in his keep, flying on the wing of one of his demobats so that there was no mistaking who the letter came from. Steve didn't know how things were going outside his limited scope though, and tried to make the best of his situation. He considered positioning his stream outside the cell and also leaving his solid waste as close to the bars as possible just to piss off whoever came down here, but considering that meant it might touch his food, he refrained.
There wasn't the smell of rot or waste here, so that could only mean prisoners weren't meant to be here long. That either meant they had different cells for long time stays. Or...
Steve brought a hand to his throat. He wouldn't think of 'or' right now. He paced around, considering trying to dig a hole in the softest part of the stone (what an oxymoron), when his foot stumbled against something. There was a small panel, it seemed. And when he opened it, it was a bottomless, black hole. Well what better place for waste to go?
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Steve was pretty sure a couple of days had passed, just from the amount of meals he'd been given. But he knew he looked more destitute than that. A side effect of having to choose between tearing up his blanket to wipe himself with or tearing his own clothes. And only one of those was comfortable on his ass.
It was probably about three days in when he got a new visitor. This one still brought food but he was also significantly younger than the others. A literal child.
"Whoa. So you're the guy who tried to kill someone with a spoon?" The boy tilted his head, inspecting Steve. "You don't look that dangerous."
"Give me a spoon and let's test your theory", Steve said, sitting against the far wall, waiting for the tray to be passed over. It seemed fitting that a demonic king would be using child labor.
"Spoons are too easy", the boy said. "Now if you could threaten someone wiiiiith your pinky! Yeah if it was your pinky that would be intimidating."
"My pinky?"
"Yeah", the boy nodded, flopping his brown curls around.
Steve held up his pinky. "You could poke someone's eyes out, hold them up by the nose, break their other fingers with enough force, just to name a couple of things."
"That's almost every orifice. I guess the ears aren't too vulnerable. But what about the ass?"
Steve's face scrunched up, confused as to what the boy was talking about and why he was having this conversation. "What about the ass?"
"You could stick a finger up there. Really disorient a person."
"...Yeah it'd do that. But you wouldn't really do that to an enemy."
"Why?"
"How old are you?", Steve asked.
"Thirteen."
"Ask someone when you're older."
"Oh come on! I'm not a baby."
Steve cracked his first smile in days. He thought of himself back at thirteen. It wasn't that long ago but he was both embarrassed and nostalgic for that age. "Just hand the food over, kid."
"You and Eddie. One day the youth will rise you know", the boy said as he pushed the food over.
Hearing that definitely made Steve feel older than he was but he tried to ignore it. What was harder to ignore was that the kid kept coming back. Steve had gotten used to a new face every time a new meal was delivered. But this kid, who he learned was named Dustin, came every time now. He asked Steve questions about how to kill people.
Steve told him flat out he'd never killed anyone, was just trained to. So Dustin rephrased to ask how he would kill someone. It still seemed like a morbid topic to have with someone locked up, but it wasn't like Steve had anything else to do. So he told Dustin what he knew. About people's typical weak spots, about the best weapon to use for what sort of damage he was looking for.
He never considered that Dustin might be performing espionage. He was just a kid after all. And when Steve wasn't talking about headlocks versus full body grappling, Dustin was talking about his friends. It was mostly Will, Mike, and Lucas. Sometimes and El was thrown in there. And then there was this Eddie character. Someone who drove Dustin up the wall but also clearly had the boy's admiration.
Apparently Eddie told stories to Dustin and his friends and let them insert their own characters, and gave them a chance to interact with the story. It was fun and Eddie challenged them with obstacles. But it was frustrating when they couldn't decide on the best course of action and Eddie bested them.
Steve had never heard of interactive storytelling like that. And he had to admit it was a good way to engage with kids, not that he had much experience with that.
Around the fourth day since Dustin's arrival, probably about a week or so in to Steve's stay, he really took in Steve's appearance and it surroundings.
"I should ask Eddie about getting you some new clothes. And maybe, I don't know freshen things here? We've never kept somebody down here this long."
Steve figured that. "How is Eddie going to get me anything?"
Dustin looked at him like he was a child. "He's got some pretty big pull around here."
Steve doubted that. Eddie sounded like perhaps a servant with a soft spot for the children of the castle, regardless of their station. Maybe he was a knight and Dustin had been downplaying his nobility? Either way, Steve wasn't going to hold his breath. It didn't matter who Eddie was. King Edward was like stone, he was sure. Listening to no one.
Part 5
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#apo writes#stranger things#fanfiction#steddie#dustin henderson#anybody ask for some mistaken identity shenanigans?#can u tell i like miraculous ladybug?#also i feel like i spent waaaaay to long#talking about steve's bathroom sitch#but like#he's there for a while#and i need to describe how threadbare these conditions are#next time we get eddie's side
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Too Sweet (Part 2) - Sebastian Sallow X Reader
A/N: Apologies for the delay! As a Ravenclaw dealing with finals, I spent waaaaay too long in the library this past week. Here's part 2!
This story is inspired by "Too Sweet" by Hozier, which I have been playing on repeat for days at this point.
Also, if you'd like to be friends, please reach out! I would love to get to know you!
Summary: Sebastian has a problem, and that problem is his best friend. She is simply too sweet for him, and can't get her out of his head. Will he do something about his feelings, or choose to continue to keep them a secret? (She/Her Pronouns, House Neutral)
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Ominis stared at his friend with surprise, trying to determine if he was actually meant to be taken seriously. Sebastian laughed at his expression- despite the fact that his stomach felt more queasy than it ever had, he settled on his decision.
“I mean, with graduation coming up, it's now or never, correct?” With that, Sebastian downed the last of his butterbeer in one fell swoop and stood up. Thankfully, years of downing fire whiskey after quidditch games had steeled him against the effects of alcohol, so for the most part, he was stable.
He turned around and surveyed the party, which had grown exponentially in rowdiness. Poppy was toppled over with laughter at something Garreth had said, with Natty by right by her side. Imelda actually stood on a table, chanting the Holyhead Harpies main cheer (apparently, she had just been accepted to the team that day). Even Amit appeared drunk, as he tried to explain the merits of astrology to Everett, who looked surprisingly okay with the topic of conversation.
When his eyes finally fell on Y/N, he grew a bit hot under the collar. She was sitting on a table, swinging her legs back and forth in her gleeful way. What Sebastian didn’t like was the cause of that glee, which was Andrew Larson, clearly telling that most fascinating joke. He was leaned ever so close to her, in a way that was awfully suggestive- and Sebastian hated it.
Sebastian stalked over, trying to flash his most charming smile, even though his anger was beginning to seep through. Truly, he didn’t adore the idea of Y/N being with some other than him.
As he approached, Y/N flashed him the most glorious smile. “Sebastian! I was hoping you’d come join. Andrew was just telling me about a new quidditch move he’s developing. I think its a brilliant idea.”
Andrew turned to look at Sebastian, his smile falling a bit as he examined his impression. “Y/N, I’m not sure its exactly information I want a Slytherin, of all people, to be privy too.” Andrew let out a chuckle, clearly trying to play it off as a joke.
Sebastian’s smile faded to a scowl, as he took a step closer, evidently sizing Andrew up. “And what exactly is wrong with being a Slytherin?” He quirked his head to the side, giving his best lost puppy expression, fanning ignorance to the fact that he knew exactly what Andrew had met.
Y/N threw a worried look between them, scooting off the table. “Hey, guys I don’t think that-” Andrew cut her off by giving her a hand, and giving Sebastian a scowl that rivaled his own.
“Perhaps I should clarify my statement Sallow. Its not so much that you’re Slytherin, as it is the fact that you’re you-” Sebastian gritted his teeth, clearly gearing up for the altercation that as about to ensue.
“Then what about me specifically-”
“I just think you’re an untrustworthy person. I mean, constantly up in the middle of the night, the way you’ve acted since your sister left- even she seems to think that you’re not worth associating with anymore-” Though Sebastian wasn’t proud of his next move, he was even less proud of what occurred after.
Sebastian lunged, socking Andrew with a fist straight to the eye. Stumbling back, Andrew drew his wand and threw a cast that Sebastian took straight to the chest, causing him to go flying back against the tables.
A hushed silence fell over the room as every onlooker watch the bar fight unfold in front of them. Sebastian lunged and Andrew, tackling him to ground as Andrew cried out. They rolled around on the floor, trying land more hits until Y/N finally drew her wand.
In an instant, the two men were floating in mid air, tethered in what Sebastian knew to be ancient magic. As soon as the shock from being lifted wore off, he took note of her expression. Y/N looked pissed- more than he had ever seen her.
Crossing her arms across her chest, she shot them both icy glares, before finally speaking. “ENOUGH! You two need to promise to stop acting like petulant children, and then I’ll put you down.” Evidently, both of them knew what was good for them as they nodded sheepishly. Lowering them both to the ground, Y/N then approached Sebastian. “You- Come with me.” Grabbing his upper arm, she lead him out onto the streets of Hogsmeade and to the nearest floo flame, muttering all the while.
Thankfully for his sake, she waited until they had arrived at her room of requirement before she lost her mind at him. “What the hell were you thinking Sebastian! Punching Larson? You’re already on thin ice with Weasley about the time you got in a brawl with Garreth after potions, what made you think it was a good idea to try a repeat!” Sebastian scowled, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Well, I wouldn’t have punched the git if he hadn’t said those things about Anne. I mean come on Y/N, you heard what he said.” Y/N turned away, rummaging through one of her potions stations as she muttered to herself. Eventually, she returned with a cloth and deep blue potion, which she gently dabbed onto the wound on his forehead.
“I know Sebastian- Andrew was completely out of line. But still, violence is never the answer to your problems.” Sebastian snorted at that.
“That’s rich coming from you of all people. The girl who has probably killed more goblins than most aurors.” He retorted, gaining him a slap on the arm that made him yelp. She gave him a glare worth of rivaling Professor Sharp’s.
“You know what I mean Sebastian. I don’t know what I would do if you got expelled, and given your last insurrection you’re closer than ever to achieving that goal.” Sebastian let out a chuckle, pushing her hand away from his forehead.
“Has anyone ever told you that you worry too much?” That statement only earned him a shake of her head and scowl. Honestly, he found it weirdly attractive when she angry- it was so unlike her normal sweet expression.
Y/N let out a sigh of relief as his wound finally began to close up. Sebastian could have sworn that he imagined the next words out of her mouth, because that would be a more reasonable, logical explanation. However, he most certainly didn’t.
“Only about you…”
“What do you mean by that?” Their faces were rather close at this point, likely from her trying to ensure that his wound was properly tended to. Sebastian, however, let himself hope for a second that it was because she longed to close the distance as much as he did.
She let out another sigh, as she searched his eyes for the answer he was hoping to hear. “I suppose you could say… I care about you more than I really do for anyone else.” Sebastian eyebrows shot up at her admittance - could it possibly be that she returned his feelings? While still not sure, he had promised Ominis that he would finally do something about his pesky crush. Now seemed as good of a time as any.
“I-I… I care for you more than I do anyone else too… in a romantic sense-” Sebastian admitted, his hand traveling up to her cheek as he waited in quiet an anticipation. “Sorry if that was too rushed, or not romantic enough. I just don’t really know how else to say it.”
Her voice quivered a bit as the full weight of his words hit her, cause a wild blush to travel over her cheeks. “Really? You-You have feelings for me?”
“Really. Would it be alright if I-” Sebastian’s request was cut off as her lips crashed into his. Gone was the girl who had been so delicate with his injured self mere seconds ago. Instead, she was replaced with a someone that seemed to want this as desperately as him, as her hands found purchase in his hair, pulling him further into her.
Sebastian could swear his heart was exploding in his chest. The fact that after everything that had transpired, everything since 5th year, that she still wanted him- he was astounded. It was right then and there that he thanked Salazar for this chance, and swore that he would try his absolute best not to mess this up.
Her lips against his tasted sweet in a way he couldn’t quite describe- not sickening, but rather addicting. He knew right then he was screwed- falling even harder for her instantly became inevitable.
Deciding to jump head first into the intoxication, he placed his hands on her hips and pulled her ever closer, pressing her smaller frame against his. She responded with a whimper that drove him absolutely mad, as he resounded to make her make that noise again.
Much to Sebastian’s dismay, they eventually had to pull apart for air. Staring at each other in shock, he gently brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, examining her eyes for any sign of regret. He was thankful to find none. After so long of just being friends, they had entered uncharted territory. The night felt new in an odd way, the excitement in the air was palpable.
Eventually Sebastian couldn’t bare it any longer, and grasped her hand in his. Running his thumb over her knuckles, he shot her a small smile. “Would it be too forward to ask you on a date at this point?”
Y/N let out a small chuckle, shooting him a sheepish smile. “Not at all, quite honestly I’ve been waiting two years for you to ask.” Sebastian’s cheeks flushed, as he quietly damned himself for not taking action much, much sooner. She broke his contemplative silence, urging her to look back up at her. “When did you want to-”
Sebastian squeezed her hand a bit tighter, considering for a moment. “Well, how about tomorrow? Preferably after 10 though, you know how I feel about my sleep.”
“That sounds fine. But don’t worry, eventually I’ll fix you. You’ll become a morning person if its the last thing I do before we graduate.”
Sebastian’s smile was wider than the whole sky as he leaned in, pressing another kiss against her lips.
“You keep telling yourself that.”
#sebastian sallow x reader#sebastian sallow x you#sebastian sallow fanfiction#sebastian sallow fluff#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x reader fluff
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as a fetch superfan, is she want konig needs?
like is there fetch angst or is she just a sex doll for konig
Fetch is what König needs! There's not exactly angst with them, but König sort of realizes she's not just a weapon/sex toy after a while. What König needs is a rock in the storm, and a light at the end of the tunnel. Despite her nature, Fetch is incredibly stable, she's a very good fit for him.
Unlike in the Cowboy AU in this one König sort of knows he's never getting out, Fetch is proof that he's too far gone, but that doesn't stop him from wanting some normalcy. I think König is looking for escape when he's not in the field, and instead of his old methods of drugs, alcohol, women, now he has Fetch. Who is waaaaay healthier and also more than happy to play house with him, which some buried part of him desperately wants.
Anyway, here's the "Oh my god I think I'm in love with her" moment.
You pet your fingers through König's hair, scratch at his scalp idly, he's gotten cuddly recently. You think it's because you've been on leave so long. It's weird to think there's a season for hiring mercenaries, but you guess there's highs and lows in every business. König's arms tighten around your waist, his face pressed against your stomach, half in your lap, half stretched out over the bed. He's gotten more comfortable with you seeing his face. Which is fantastic for you, because it means you don't have to feel bad about sneaking peaks of it.
It's been sort of nice to be on leave. You rented a little furnished apartment, month to month of course, and spent most of your time watching shitty television and going grocery shopping. You'd never been grocery shopping before. It was fun, it's fun just existing with König. It's weird, you sort of thought you'd be spending more time having sex, but things have been surprisingly tame. You're starting to get a little worried he can only get going if he's killed someone recently.
König has never been so comfortable, never been so relaxed. He'd been worried, leave is always interminable, always leaves him restless and wandering; looking for something, anything to take some of the edge off. He isn't made to exist outside the battlefield anymore. Too many soft edges filed to sharp points. He can take the edge off, but it always comes back, never stays quiet for long. It's never as good as the first time.
How was it that you only got better? Your excitement was almost infectious, thrilled to do something as simple as going to the shop. His hand clasped tightly in yours as you dragged him down the aisles. He wasn't used to seeing you out in broad daylight, but it was nice, it felt natural. It felt soft.
That was weeks ago, you should've worn off by now. So why does he find himself clinging to you, hoping you don't? Why do you spend more time talking, more time just holding each other, than fucking? Little bags of white powder abandoned on the coffee table, liquor bottles barely touched, he doesn't know where the edge stopped. When he stopped being scared of what would happen if he crashed. He already did, and you were there to catch him.
"Say my name," König asks you, voice muffled against the shirt you're wearing. That's another thing he's discovered recently. You know him. Know him in a way so thoroughly redacted by even the most highly classified documents that it could only come from being bound to his very being.
You rattle it off like it's nothing, first middle last. It might be nothing to you, but it's not nothing to König. He hasn't heard his name in years, his operator's name is the only one anyone living should know. His mother is long gone, family all but forgotten, but you hum his name and stroke his hair and he is overwhelmed with feeling. It chokes in his chest, big and nameless. Although that's not entirely true, he knows its name the same way you know his.
"You have so many thoughts running through you," You whisper. You've started speaking German when you're alone together, you must know he likes it. The familiar tones and grammar lull him in a way König thought must be lost to him. "What are you thinking about?" He knows you only ask for his comfort, that if you really wanted you could peal back the layers of him and hear them yourself. When did he come to trust you so wholly?
"You," He says plainly. You hum, a wordless ask to keep talking if he wants. Your fingers scratch at the base of his scalp, every comfort in the world laid out to him. "I love you," The words feel like peanut butter in his mouth, thick, sticky. They don't want to move past his teeth. He feels your fingers still.
If it were anyone else maybe he would've been scared to say it. Worried you wouldn't feel the same. But you've loved him since day one, devoted, obsessed, König has never worried about your feelings for him. Not when they're so clear.
"I love you too," You resume your petting. König smiles against you, buries himself further into your comfort. He's never heard you say it aloud before.
"Say it again."
"I love you."
#cod x reader#x reader#demon!darlings au#könig x reader#könig cod#könig call of duty#König x oc#oc: fetch#tw drugs#they're just mentioned but still wanna put that on there#cod x oc
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Since you have already done this, may I request "walking in on you changing" but with Cora-san, Law and Sabo? Thank You!!
ofc, thank you for ur request!! <3
One Piece men accidentally walking in on you changing pt.3
-> with Law, Corazon & Sabo pt.1, pt.2
Law
you’ve been sick for a while and he wanted to check on you
knocked on the door but you didn’t hear it bcs of the music you were listening to
he was about to ask you how you’re feeling, but now he’s just standing there like 😐
it only takes him a few seconds to go out, close the door and let out a loooong sigh
says that you should lock the door when you’re changing and goes back to his room
he acts like nothing happened BUT LET ME TELL YOU THAT ITS NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL
congratulations, his head is now all filled with your image🥳
just the mentioning of your name makes him go crazy and it takes a minute to get him back to earth
like yeah he already had some kind of feelings for you but did you have to do that? how is he supposed to hide them now??
Corazon
corazon wanted you to try his selfmade cookies he spent half of his day with
he was sooo excited for your reaction and ended up opening your door, not hearing your refusal
you let out a little scream but his scream was WAAAAAY louder HAHHDAAHAHDS
walks against the door while trying to run out😭
apologizes for literally weeks, even if you tell him it’s okay & that he should just forget about it
doesn’t forget it
in fact, he can’t even look in your eyes anymore
but sometimes he can’t stop looking at you, mostly when your back is turned at him
law calls him a perv
Sabo
bro is so in love he uses every opportunity to talk to you, even if it doesn’t even make sense & is pretty obvious
he wanted to ask you if you’ve seen his cup like- 💀💀
“hey, do you know where- oh”
was already in your room, eyes widened a bit
the door being now closed didn’t make you two any less tense
you’re just staring into each other’s eyes until you realize your current situation
you shout at him to get out & it was then when he noticed that he stared way too long
bows his head and apologizes
also sneaks some compliments in his apology before he goes hehe
#one piece#one piece x reader#one piece x you#law trafalgar#law x reader#law x y/n#law x you#law one piece#corazon x y/n#corazon x you#rosinante corazon#corazon x reader#corazon one piece#chief of staff sabo#sabo x y/n#sabo x reader#sabo x you#sabo one piece#zoro roronoa x reader#roronoa zoro#one piece zoro#zoro x y/n
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Nobody talks to my boy Astarion like that (also, hello, this is my very first post on here 👋).
⚠️ BG3 spoilers below! ⚠️
So, I'm playing as Astarion, and I've come across this bitch a few times. But I noticed her dialogue is different with Astarion. You see, our boy was a vampire slave for over 200 years, so when the bitch calls him a slave, he obviously has a visceral reaction to it.
It honestly made me feel gross all over with how she responds to it. Obviously, I couldn't let her live after she said that disgusting thing to him. Hence this video that I spent waaaaay too long editing. I hope you enjoyed watching it as much as I enjoyed both killing her and editing this video. :)
#baldur's gate 3#baldur's gate iii#baldurs gate astarion#astarion#astarion ancunin#i love astarion#bg3
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On Azul and shyness with a partner
Sooooo I've seen a lot of fics/headcanons on Azul being shy and easy to fluster in a relationship. And while yes, I can see that... I also see the opposite in the majority of situations. Character analysis under the cut, major story spoilers as well as spoilers for event stories and character vignettes (I spent... way too much time rereading everything...)
When Azul is first introduced to the player Grim is practically burning the school down and Azul is pretty quick to step up and offer his services to help. During the twistune Riddle calls Azul out on essentially playing with his food, and Azul in turn acts disappointed that Riddle isn't interested in messing with Grim more.
He's introduced right away as being confident and in control, with a side of sadistic. However, it's also pretty obvious he's looking to impress people, so you could infer that Azul is doing so to cover up insecurities. This is later shown to be true in Book 3 when we see Azul's past, and how panicked he gets when he loses his contracts. When Azul is in a position of power, he is very confident to the point of being on the domineering side. He craves power, and straight up gets off on being in a position above others.
At the end of Book 3 we see a different side of him. In the flashbacks we see that he's very sensitive and has immense trauma from his childhood. This has translated into adult Azul having an eating disorder and being very particular about his appearance. He is extremely upset when the Ramshackle group sees his childhood picture... which isn't helped by certain people choosing to immediately judge him.
In events we see similar things. Beans Day shows Azul being confident to the point of cockiness. He's spent a full year preparing for this, accounting for dozens of scenarios, and the whole event is his master plan falling into place. Here we see how Azul gets when things are going the best for him, just like at the start of Book 3. As soon as things don't go his way (such as during the Ghost Marriage event) the overconfidence quickly fades away and Azul becomes more withdrawn.
So what does this mean for a partner?
I've seen a lot of fics and headcanons where Azul is shy about/doesn't like PDA. I actually think it would be the opposite. If he feels secure in the relationship, I believe he'd be showing his partner off at almost any opportunity. He really loves to flaunt having things others do not. We see that... literally any time Azul has the upper hand. So, I personally see him being pretty forward in public... as long as he knows his advances won't be rejected. However, if he gets even the slightest hint he might be rejected, I expect him to not make a move in the first place, or hastily play it off as something else. I see Azul as being more shy in private than in public. Since he no longer has an audience to show off to, that's where the nerves will start to surface again. However, I imagine if he's with a partner who is shy or easy to fluster (or on the submissive side) that once again puts him in a position of power, so in that scenario you would still see confident and in control Azul. But with a teasing partner? Or a more dominant partner that doesn't instantly give? You could fluster him. I do however feel it wouldn't happen forever, and would be more of an early relationship thing. Looking at his relationship with Jade and Floyd, whom he is comfortable with, you see them able to slightly fluster him... but he also seems largely immune to their teasing.
And that's the thing. Azul has spent waaaaay too much time around Jade and Floyd. There's literally a scene from the introduction manga where they're eating octopus in front of him to tease him. And Jade alludes quite a bit to teasing Azul all the time. So honestly, he would probably get flustered at first from a partner teasing due to it being someone new, but after a bit Azul's partner would really have to work at flustering him. Because honestly Jade and Floyd are a tough act to follow up on.
#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#twst headcanons#disney twst#azul ashengrotto#azul x reader#character analysis#i actually wanted to go more in depth but then i saw the time so might follow up this post with another analysis later
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@artsy-hobbitses Here is he, the boy, the gremlin, the feral critter, I named... Cliffjumper!
If Ben and Claude decided to swap their clothes, nobody would notice the difference… until Claude starts spouting Cajun insults and charging through the enemy lines with a gun three times his size. Claude is often defined by his urge to fight, his stubbornness, his daredevil personality, and his habit of literally jumping off cliffs (giving numerous heart attacks to his teammates), hence the nickname “Cliffjumper”.
Hanley/Hot Rod: Yeah, you’re definitely related.
Claude/Cliff & Ben/Bee: Cause we look like each other?
Hanley: *raises an eyebrow since he saw Ben knee someone in the balls and Claude bite someone else’s nose* Sure. That.
Having grown up in an all female household, he finds it pretty normal to wear skirts (and they’re waaaaay more comfortable and practical). During his calmer moments, he likes to settle down and mend his clothes (often torn because of his running and climbing), just like his grannies taught him. People meeting him for the first time often mistake him for a girl, which he absolutely adores and he decides to see how long before they actually realize on their own; it took a whole week for the rebellion to notice and he finds it hilarious (he could simply tell them but… nah).
He’s also a very good bait.
Starscream: What the hell are you wearing.
Cliffjumper, with a very frilly, glittery, neon-colored dress: It’s my ass-kicking outfit, BITCH *effectively acts as a distraction, drawing fire away from the rest of the troops*
Although he pretends to be annoyed when people mistake him for Bee, he will go feral if anyone threatens his half-brother and, over time, starts to view him as the sibling he never had.
(He also definitely encourages Bee to release his inner gremlin)
More of his story below!
Jean Claude Frugé, or simply Claude for his friends and family, was born of a Cajun mother — as for his sperm donor, he is an “holiday souvenir”, and the one thing he shares with Benjamin/Bumblebee, making them half-brothers.
When his mother, Lucienne, discovered she was pregnant, she dropped her dream studies so she could keep the baby. To this day, Claude still feels like he wasted his mother’s life, and tries to “make it up” for her, no matter how much she told him it was unnecessary.
Claude was raised between the bayou, the rice fields and the farms of Louisiana by an army of aunts, grandmothers, grandaunts, and great-grandmothers. He learned English at school and French at home. At a young age, he was already a wild child and spent his free time running through the swamp and fishing all by himself, so he could bring food to his maman. Imagine an eight-year-old absolutely caked with mud, his clothes dripping swamp water and holding out a fish that’s half his size, while grinning despite the face covered in dirt. Lucienne couldn’t be mad at him when he looked so proud of himself, and the grannies encouraged this behavior by showing him the best fishing spots.
The town folks got quickly used to the child walking barefoot through the bayou, but it didn’t stop the whispers about Lucienne’s broken dreams; she had lost the opportunity to get out of here and study in a renowned university/city, which was a pity in their eyes.
The whispers were quiet, but Claude heard them nonetheless.
He didn’t know if his penchant from fighting came from the hurt these whispers caused, or from the paternal genes, but his fists and sharp teeth ostracized him from the other children. Although he belonged in the bayou, he didn’t belong with the people living here. At least he had his family and their gentle love.
But sometimes love wasn’t enough.
Thus he began to leave more and more frequently, going deeper in the bayou, learning how to avoid quicksands and recognize alligators in the water, spending time with the birds and climbing trees until he was so high he felt he could touch the sky.
Sometimes, he wondered if his family’s life would have been easier in the city; he thought he would probably be less lonely with a nuclear, intact family, and he cursed his faceless sperm donor for “running away”. The spite prompted him to look for any information about his progenitor.
He was surprised to discover his progenitor had made a family in one of the big cities, and quite disgusted he was a cop. He was unable to know how to feel about the existence of a brother, and decided to drop the research.
He didn’t want to shatter the peace of this family; they seemed happy like that.
He had never been so wrong in his entire life.
As time passed and unrest began to grow through the United States, the Frugé family took on an activist side; the house became a safe haven for protesters who needed to hide from the police, and the older women wrote down their testimonies, which they then hid in the walls.
They told Claude how powerful memories could be.
When the Clampdown started and more people hit the road, Claude used his knowledge of the bayou to guide refugees through and to Mexico, stopping at his house so the Frugé women could feed and clothe the Cold Constructs, Beast Men and other refugees. More testimonies filled the walls.
One night, as he was guiding three Cold Constructs who had fled from Texas, they made a remark about his uncanny resemblance with one of their previous helpers. He would have brushed the words aside were it not for them mentioning the other one’s name.
His half-brother’s name was the last thing he expected to hear.
Knowing he was risking his life for a stranger, he nonetheless decided to look for Benjamin/Bumblebee, with whom he shared a fight. At only 19, he joined the rebellion created by Omar Parvez (Optimus Prime), Jace Zayden (Jazz) and Preston Wan (Prowl); while it was a good outlet for his chaotic energy and thirst for danger, his true reason was still Bumblebee, but he didn’t dare approach him, fearing the anger shimmering within him would scare Ben away, like it has scared so many children before.
But at some point he had to stop running away.
Time only will tell whether or not the revelation of the lineage between Bumblebee and Cliffjumper will bring pain, as both boys have their demons and misconceptions about each other, but there is no denying a tentative bond is starting to grow.
(Bonus: His color palette)
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Taken by nuo2x2 with Smena35 + Kodak Gold 200
2022 been a very rough year for me... yes, I believe it’s also the case for almost everyone, and I must be grateful that my 2022 was still waaaaay better than my 2021.. still, 2022 been a very emotionally exhausting year for me... a full ride of emotional roller coaster...
yet again, not everything was a bad experience, really.. that above snap for an example, a moment in my life where I really felt happy after a long year of waiting... yeah, noting special on that film photography, not my best snap for 2022 as well, yet the moment and the person I spent time there... it was one of the best time and experience in my life.. and I really grateful for that...
hahah, feel like rambling and talking much longer than usual here on my Tumblr, since nobody really read my Tumblr blog anyway right? so yee, a real safe heaven for me to share some of my real felling, nyeheheh
nonetheless, hoping for a better experience in 2023 for sure... and really wish I can have similar experience again with her.. if not next year, or the years to come...
#filmphotography#ishootfilm#filmisnotdead#expiredbutshot#kodakcolor#kodakfilm#kodakgold200#smena#smena35#lomo#lomography#plasticcamera#toycam#plasticlens#sliceoflife#nontoy#rant#thank you 2022#welcome 2023#lofi#loficamera#retro#vintage#tvtower#antenna#nuo2x2#nuo2x2toycam#wish#wishing
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So I just finished watching Gomens s1 + 2 for the first time ever yesterday lol I read the book years ago and loved it but never got around to the show. I just saw your post about the structure of s2 feeling weird, and is that the general consensus from fans? I've just dipped my toes into Fandom today, so I have no idea the popular thoughts and metas, so from my pov s2 worked super well, and I actually liked it waaaaay more than s1 but maybe that's bc I didn't have years of s1 to sit on and it's ALL fresh and new? Iunno I just found that really interesting lol
Good question! I certainly can't speak for the whole fandom but from what I've seen on here I think there was a mix of reactions ranging from the folks sending hate to Neil Gaiman because they couldn't deal emotionally with there being a sad cliffhanger, to folks who totally loved the season as-is, to some who thought that the writing was bad but actually it was bad on purpose as a long-con magic act plan that will all be revealed later, to some who enjoyed it overall but were either thrown off by how different it was from season one, or thought it had some issues in terms of pacing and quality of dialogue/etc.
I fall somewhere on the more positive end of that last camp, so my post about the structure feeling weird was partly a response to some of the more negative responses I had come across-- like there were posts I was seeing where folks were trying to insinuate that S2 was uniquely worse or different writing from season 1 and I was kind of like... No I think whatever writing/tonal issues good omens has have always existed and have more to do with the way that the silliness and satire of the novel translates differently on screen (but that's a whole 'nother post I should write sometime haha).
But also tbh I think it was mostly just me thinking through my own reaction to the series, which was somewhere along the lines of: I loved it and had a great time but it felt weird to me in a way that made me go "time to put on the ol' analysis goggles and figure out what's going on here."
I totally think that having the long wait between season 1 and 2 contributed to that feeling though, so you're right on the money there. I wasn't really part of the GO fandom in the years between season 1 and 2 but I imagine if I had been all of this would have been even more heightened because you're stewing for so long in fanon works and meta and expectations about how the story will go from here, so inevitably there's going to be some culture shock in returning to canon after so long. Also just the fact that for a long time after season one we didn't even know there was going to be any more! Which I think was the main factor influencing my experience of season 2, as someone who first read the book 11 years ago so I've spent over a decade thinking the character arcs and story beats of Good Omens had been completed, so while season 2 was very welcome and appreciated, I went into it kind of expecting it would also be a mostly complete self-contained story arc like season 1 was.
Anyway I kind of went off the rails a bit here LOL, analysing and critiquing shows is the way I express my love for them, and I love Good Omens so much and have for over a decade, which means all I wanna do all day is take it apart and look at the pieces to figure out how it works
Sorry for the very long and rambly response but thank you so much for the message, I hope I answered your question!! ♥️♥️
#sitzfleischh.txt#good omens#anons#this was my first anon in a long time I have missed them dearly!!!#as u can see truly all i want is an excuse to write lengthy posts about my thoughts on this show LOL
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Electing to skip the monthly mosh this week. Partially because my new hood was sent off for resizing and my red one is a little tight for extended play, but mostly because I've had waaaaay too much on my mind lately to feel comfortable in a big crowd. On friday I'm sending my papers off to GRS Montreal, then the rest of that week is gonna be spent preparing for my vacation to Atlantic Canada, not to mention I'm also gonna get onboarded to be a shop steward for my union soon......
It's just kind of a lot right now and the energy to be a pup with relative strangers is not present 😵💫
I will say that this vacation has been long time coming, especially considering how stressful my transition journey has been since starting it in earnest in *checks calendar* February of this year. It's been barely been three months but it feels like a goddamned century. I suppose it's my fault for wanting to speendrun this process, but I am profoundly impatient and unless a Vyvanse prescription falls out of the sky I doubt that'll change much.
Small triumphs are worth celebrating, and I want to be patient with myself.
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In my increasingly desperate attempts to avoid the Liyue archon quest, I did Xingqiu’s quest instead. They already blocked each other twice anyway, so let’s call it preempting any further issues.
I believe Xingqiu and Xiangling are the only two non-locked Liyue story quests. Regarding the locked ones, I’m not going to unlock them unless I have to. It just creates problems if they end up using some NPC or whatever.
Regarding Xiangling’s quest:
Springvale’s gentle piano music played over the start of her quest, while she was dragging you into bushes, staring at boars with drooling hunger, and going on about boom shaka-laka. It’s a very awkward mismatch.
By my count, this is the first time we see Genshin’s long-running disease: endless shilling for a character. We get a lot of dialogue about how amazing Xiangling is, how she’s so famous, how everyone who knows a thing about cooking knows her name. None of the Mond cast got this, to what I recall. It’s bad.
I do like Paimon and Xiangling’s interactions. Early Paimon had much more unique and separate relationships to other characters, rather than later on just acting as a poorly implemented mouthpiece to keep the story moving. She’s got petty arguments with Venti, understanding Xiangling when the Traveler doesn’t, getting mad at Xingqiu, etc... This part is nice!
They just introduce a catman who was on ice for centuries and do nothing with this. I don’t even know what the point was. He’s literally irrelevant?
Overall, a step down from the Mondstadt story quests, imo, but still okay. Short and sweet and does introduce Xiangling’s character in a suitably unique way.
For Xingqiu’s quest, it’s much better, to a weird degree.
There’s a lot to like, and I really get the feeling that they put in waaaaay more effort for this quest. Like, WAY more effort.
Although it’s hard to pin down in detail, the camera usage and Xingqiu’s expressions and poses in particularly were much, much smoother and more carefully used than normal. They either copied more directly from somewhere, or they spent at least 5x effort on polishing how the scenes play out visually. The camera pans and direction changes actually mean something and match what is happening in the story, putting the other quests to shame. The generic animations are actually used well. And Xingqiu has so many expressions? Focusing on his face is, for once, not a waste.
The story also is actually quite competently handled, to the point that it might be the best overall story quest from a general writing perspective?
Xingqiu himself is handled well. He’s got enough quirky uniqueness to stand out, with both his bookworm nature (this is a character who likes books as a character trait, not whatever Alhaitham is pretending to do) and his overblown chivalrous roleplay. His dialogue is a rare case of having a noticeably different tone and style, which is the kind of thing that gets easily lost in rushed translations. He’s also cunning and handles the situation with smarts, compassion, and personality.
The plot is also the best iteration of Genshin’s love for rather mundane and boring subjects. The stakes are presented clearly, the solution is given in a way that is understandable and framed interestingly enough to not be a huge chore, even the Fatui’s participation feels like good worldbuilding in general. Additionally, the way the Guhua clan background is handled was unusually deft. It is namedropped several times, and we can get the overall picture rather well from context clues. This actually serves as competent buildup to when Chang the Ninth directly explains a bit at the end of the quest.
It’s an almost disgustingly competent quest. I can barely believe this was done years ago, and yet in the present day we’re getting stuff like Cyno’s quest or Nilou’s. Really, what is going on at Mihoyo?
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I was tagged by @socially-awkward-skeleton Thank you so much!! ^_^
Not sure who to tag so anyone join in who wants to!
I’ll pick a small group, I have waaaaay too many OCs that I still care about.
Captain Alysia “Aly” Hawthorne - The Outer Worlds
“Alysia” is a variant for Alyssa which means “Rational”. And in many ways Alysia’s main struggle is her rational sense of right and wrong butting up against the uncaring force of capitalism in Halcyon.
I never came up with a last name and I literally forgot my reasoning for it until filling this out. She takes on the name Alex Hawthorne which is an in-game option very early on. Then I developed the nickname “Aly” which could be used for “Alex” or “Alysia”.
And I just never worked past that. Her surname is just “Hawthorne” now which is from the Old English haegborn or hagethorn and meant “thorn used for making hedges and enclosures.”
Calder Jacobson - Fallout 4
“Calder” means “From The Wild Water”. Calder was actually from an original story I was writing where Zavidah, the Goddess of Animals and Shapeshifting, turns Calder into the first werewolf. I didn’t have a good feeling for his personality so I decided to throw him into Fallout 4 and see what happened. I can’t remember how I chose his name but it seems fitting.
“Jacobson” mean “son of Jacob”. I don’t remember choosing it and I low-key hate it now. But here we are.
Erimenthan “Erim” Lavellan - Dragon Age Inquisition
“Erimenthan” is a made-up male variant of “Erimentha” which was part of my original Tumblr handle and it means “ Collector Of Thoughts, Determined Protector”. In trying to come up with an elven name for my first DA:I playthrough this seemed very fitting. And then I created “Erim” as a nickname for him.
“Lavellan” is of course not chosen by me but is the elf background surname given by the game. And it’s not even a surname but a clan name. But it’s origins are in Scottish folklore as a mythical creature Wikipedia describes as a very large noxious rat like creature that lives in deep pools of rivers. So big side-eye to Bioware for that one.
Nadezhda “Nadi” Trevelyan - Dragon Age Inquisition
“Nadezhda” means “Hope” and “Nadi” is just nickname from that which she prefers to go by.
Once again a Bioware provided surname, “Trevelyan” is a Welsh and Cornish name derived from a place-name which originally meant "farmstead 'trev' or Tref (town in Welsh) of Elyan" which reading through a few sites is pretty common for Medieval surname development. “Elyan” is of unknown meaning in it’s English origins. But in Arabic the name means roughly “One Who Climbs Upwards” or “Exalted” among other similar meanings. So arguably a much nicer surname than “poisonous river rat cryptid”. Looking at you Bioware!
Osyen Trevelyan - Dragon Age Inquisition
“Osyen” is a made-up variant of the Welsh name “Osian” which is a variant of the Celtic name “Oisin” meaning “Little Deer”. Oisin is also a the famous warrior poet in Irish mythology. I actually spent some time on Osyen’s backstory giving him seven siblings also with Welsh names. Can’t entirely remember why I chose Welsh, but it was related to some deep digging I did into the Trevelyan surname and in-game origins of Ostwick and the Free Marches. I honestly need to do better about taking notes for my OCs.
Liam Harper - Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator
“Liam” means “With Gilded Helmet” and funnily enough he does have blond hair. But I honestly didn’t realize the connection until now. I just liked the name.
“Harper” is an occupational surname for someone who plays the harp. Again not intentional. I just like it. Liam isn’t musically inclined but I’m sure he could make an excellent analogy of how writing is very much like plucking the strings of a harp.
Anlanihal “Anla” - Skyrim
“Anlanihal” is a made-up name I initially created as one of Erim’s exes in my very long WIP for him. I actually liked the name so much I used it in a D&D campaign for an Elf Barbarian who was a lot of fun. And then when I wanted to try and actually finish Skyrim for once I made a Bosmer Elf and named her “Anlanihal”.
I would have sworn dollars to donuts that “Anla” was a popular name. It does not seem to be. I cannot find it’s meaning anywhere. However, there are a handful people around the world with that name that popped up on Google....and it is a popular acronym.
She also doesn’t have a surname. One could argue it would be Lavellan since she is part of Erim’s clan in my initial rendition of her. But now knowing it means “toxic nutria of lore” I might consider something else.
#this is more than i planned to do#but i love them all!#it was so hard to decide!#my ocs#not all but most of them#oc calder jacobson#oc captain alysia#oc liam harper#oc erimenthan lavellan#oc osyen trevelyan#oc anlanihal#oc nadezhda trevelyan#name meanings#tag game
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Are we welcome to follow if we love Rhaenyra AND Alicent? I think Rhaenyra is undeniably the rightful heir and it was a huge mistake that Alicent went to her father after hearing the King’s dying words instead of sending a raven to Rhaenyra to talk to her about it and what she’s doing is wrong, but I also have a huge amount of sympathy for her and could write essays on why I think she’s going along with putting Aegon on the throne despite knowing that he’s unfit to be king. In my eyes, it has less to do with Rhaenyra and more to do with wanting to feel like she had power. She realizes that her council has planned to crown Aegon all along. If she resists, she will certainly fail and have to confront the fact that she lacks true power here. If she goes along with it and tries to do it her way, she can maintain the more comfortable illusion that she does has power, avoiding the uncomfortable truth. It’s complex and I enjoy her for it. That said, I know she was waaaaay different in the book. I haven’t read it.
Also have to love Helaena and Rhaenys!
+add on to last ask: this is not to say Alicent is somehow “feminist.” She isn’t. I just think her actions are rooted less in wanting a man on throne and more in wanting the years she spent suffering to mean something, to actually amount to some control. The actions are sexist, but I think her motives are more complex deep down
Hi nonnie! First of all, of course you're welcome to follow and talk with me if you want to. There are plenty of people in the ASOIAF fandom I have zero interest in talking to (Daenerys haters are literally not welcomed here, for example). But you don't have to love Rhaenyra or hate Alicent. You can love both, hate both, love one more than another, I don't care as long as you're not incapable of understanding that Rhaenyra was the Heir and the Greens commited treason.
More on Rhaenyra being one of my favorites ASOIAF characters: she wasn't a good Queen and I don't like the comparison between her and Daenerys. Of course, we can make obvious parallels between those two characters, but Dany is a hero and would be a good Queen (I strongly believe in this) while Rhaenyra was a tyrant. But she's a very interesting character and I love her in a totally different way than I love Dany (I know this is off topic, I'm totally taking advantage of your message to answer to those saying we can't be both Dany stans and love Rhaenyra)
Of course, at this point on the show, I'm rooting for Rhaenyra. But I don't think you'll love her as much in the future or if you read Fire & Blood. Rhaenyra was whitewashed in the show, Alicent too (they did the opposite for male characters, like Daemon). But enough about that since you haven't read about the book characters.
About feminism: neither Alicent or Rhaenyra is a feminist. Rhaenyra isn't at all about women's rights either, except for herself. The difference between the Blacks and the Greens is that one side of this Dance commited treason, and that this treason has a direct link with the patriarchy.
Of course, you're allowed to feel for Alicent. I don't like Alicent but that doesn't mean I'm not disgusted at some things people have been saying (I'm convinced at this point that half of the ASOIAF fandom is brainless...) Also, if I tag some posts “anti x stans”, it’s because I don’t want to use the character tag. It’s not respectful for the fans who are going through their favorite character tag (I’m so tired of Dany hate showing up in the “daenerys targaryen” tag just because antis can’t be bothered to use proper tags). It’s not because I actually hate their fans.
I'm not a fan of Sansa or Alicent, and I have an amazing friend that I've known for a few years now whose favorite ASOIAF/GOT character is Sansa and whose favorite HOTD character is Alicent (she hasn't read Fire & Blood either, by the way). I would gladly read your metas about Alicent, even if we don't agree, but I feel like you could talk a lot about her with my Kitty Kat @alicentes, if you’re looking for someone who loves Alicent but isn’t at all anti Rhaenyra! 💕
This is also to say that, while I know there are people who only show respect to someone if they agree with them on every single thing, that’s just as unhealthy as all the disgusting hate we see in this fandom. So yes, you are welcome here. Of course you are. Shoot me a message off anon so I can know it's you? You can tell me if you don't want it published, although you honestly don't have to be scared of people going after you when you said nothing offensive!
Your favorites so far are Alicent, Rhaenyra, Helaena and Rhaenys? Mine are Rhaenyra (big surprise, I know), Daemon, Rhaenys, Mysaria.
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🍩, 🍁, 🎀 and 🌈 for Aika please
Hehe thank you Laura 🥰💕💕
🍩 DONUT - favourite sweet treat?
Aika loves anything strawberry! As long as it’s a strawberry flavored ice cream, donut, cake anything, she loves it! She also likes the smell of strawberries which is why Julius started using strawberry flavored shampoo and conditioner 💀💀
🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?
Aika loves the winter because she spent a few years in Spade kingdom for college where winters were long. She has a lot of good memories there with friends and it made her who she is today.
And also, during the time she spent as a soldier when traveling the world, wars would stop during winter. Aika cannot forget the surreal feeling of playing foot ball and having snowball fights with the enemy during Yuletide and sharing drinks with them. It gave her a sense of hope that humanity can get along.
🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?
I actually have an outline of another AU with Julius and Aika where she finds out that Julius is a time mage WAAAAAY earlier like 4 years earlier than where my fic is rn. When she found out, she signed up to be a gardener so she could get closer to him. No romantic intentions at all.
Her past would still be the same and her daughter, Holly, would also show up semi-frequently as a 6 year old.
Aika would get up near Julius’s office or bedroom window and strike a conversation with him every now and then and they become good friends. She would tease him a lot and she realizes one day that she liked teasing him a little too much. So she asks him out one day but Julius seems hesitant. Says that he’s in a position of power and it would look like he was taking advantage of her. Aika knew it was bullshit and that he was just scared. The same day she quits, leaving Julius devastated.
For a month or two, he doesn’t see her, until the magic knight exam begins and he sees her kick everyone’s ass.
From there Aika climbs to grand magic knight while still holding her original job on the side.
Yk what? I should work on this instead of demons run because in this AU, Julius doesn’t have Lucius in him.
🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?
Aika would tell the young Aika who lost her family to keep her chin up. Don’t let the despair get to you. And that life is full of friends and family. She is not alone at any point in her life.
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Do you think Etta notice how weird the relationship between her parents feel in season 5? I mean, I don't think she would consider her parents as nearly divorced when she finds out about who they are, so it might take her a while to understand and accept the early s5 situation, which perhaps is different from her longing for a warm family.
By the way, speaking of Polivia kids, I rewatch The Day We Died for maybe the 100th time and think of your fic. I'm quite curious about how you think of the Polivia conversation about the drawing in the In-Reverse universe. It feels a little inconsistent that I don't think Peter will start a conversation about kids easily considering what happened years before, but it also feels totally in-character to me that these two pretend everything is all right and only gets their true feelings out at midnight.
Your question about Etta reminded that I had started a fic waaaaay back then, probably around the time 5x01/5x02 aired in 2012, which was mostly about the complicated relationship between Olivia and Etta as adults, but I also remembered it touched upon Olivia discussing her 'marital' issues with her daughter, and how it all came to be. That's something else I like to think they might have touched upon and addressed if we'd had a full, 22 episodes long season 5, since I don't think they would have killed Etta until at least the halfway point. Etta had to have noticed it, if only for the fact that Peter wore his wedding band around his neck, and Olivia didn't wear hers anymore (I think?? It's been so many years since I watched season 5 💀). That was probably very strange for her, I imagine she spent many years "daydreaming" about her parents, so the harsh reality might have been difficult to accept. So much unexplored drama!
And it's so 'funny' that you would bring up that conversation about the drawing in 3x22 in regards to In Reverse because that scene is 100% responsible for my brain barfing out the entire premise of that story within 24 hours of that episode airing, because I thought "maybe them not having kids goes deeper than that", and I always thought the way Anna delivered her lines there was really heavy, so it tickled the most angsty side of my muse. I'd gone to another fringie's house to watch the finale, who lived 3 hours away, and by the time I'd driven back home the next day, most of the fic was in my head 😅
The thing about writing that story in a 'reversed' format is that I didn't know yet how things had actually played out in the past, not exactly, because I obviously hadn't written any of it, only plotted it. But trying to make that conversation make sense in that story canon is the reason why I wrote Peter being so reluctant to ever acknowledge the child they lost, to the point of him pretending she never existed at all--which I felt was fitting to his character, given all of his childhood traumas.
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Honestly, a lot of AYA hitched on the idea that it was “all Phineas’ fault” - like, they refused to let Phineas even feel remote joy of not only Isabella’s reciprocation, but was at a point in his life where being in the “friend zone” was more of a detriment to him. This episode really tried to rub salt in the “how dare your ten year old self not understand romantic feelings” wound.
HIIIII HELLO ANON, I’m so sorry it took me so long to answer this, I want to answer some asks today!
I agree with you 100%!!!!! “Act Your Age” put WAAAAAY too much blame on poor Phineas. As a kid/teen, I ate this angst up (I was always getting aggravated with Phineas for being oblivious)…but looking back on it as an adult, it’s very unfair. Isabella couldn’t help having a crush on Phineas, just as Phineas couldn’t help not understanding or knowingly reciprocating her feelings until he got older. Neither of them are in the wrong, they were simply out of sync (or, as Dan Povenmire himself put it, in “unsynchronized passion”).
I am interested in the idea of Phineas and Isabella regretting time lost that they could’ve spent together, but “Act Your Age” relies way too heavily on the Single Summer we see in the show proper to convey this idea. Phineas takes great care to prioritize Isabella when they’re kids, especially in later episodes. As great as some of the angst in “Act Your Age” is, it isn’t really backed up by what we see in canon. “Act Your Age” should’ve given us more glimpses into their future, showing Phineas and Isabella drifting apart. Like, that one sequence where it shows the two of them sitting in the backyard and getting older and older always WRECKS me. Give us some more context for that!!!
I also love the idea of Isabella perceiving Phineas as not prioritizing her while Phineas always assumes he has been, like a miscommunication. THAT way we still get Isabella feeling sad and neglected, but with Phineas eventually reassuring her that he always cared and didn’t realize she felt that way. Like. GIVE ME ISABELLA REALIZING JUST HOW MUCH PHINEAS HAS ALWAYS CARED IN HIS OWN WAY. GIVE ME PHINEAS REALIZING JUST HOW MUCH ISABELLA HAS ALWAYS CARED IN HER OWN WAY. GAH.
Like, that scene in Across the Second Dimension where Phineas and Ferb are in Perry’s lair and realize he’s been keeping track of everything they’ve invented. I want that but with Isabella and Phineas.
#i need to write more fic#wAA#thank you anon!#omg i have an ask!!#anon#phineas and ferb#phinabella#phinbella#cadence rambles#act your age#aya
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