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starsomens · 7 months

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Star hello! Im so sorry about the test love :( there will always be the next one!

how about one where Noah and Y/N have a big argument and hurtful words are tossed, etc. so reader leaves and as reader leaves the house she goes

"Oh and just so you know what I was annoying you about" and she tosses him a test "im pregnant!" and slams the door

now you go 👀

OOOOO I have not done ANY angst here! Here we go!

warnings: language, arguing,

"you can't keep doing this shit Y/N!" he begins to raise his voice

"Oh my god Noah grow the fuck up! It was goddamn mistake" you said as you slump into one of the kitchen chairs

"It's not a fucking mistake when you do the same shit over and over." he his hand comes down on to the counter "it's so fucking annoying and you wonder why I stay at the studio all fucking day"

"I don't know maybe with some other girls you meet or something" you fire back, not really meaning it but wanting to fire back just as hard

"right, right. Because you're annoying ass has to know what and who I'm with constantly" he turned his back and walked away from you " 'Cause if that's how you feel why the fuck are we even together?" he didn't mean that either, he just wanted to get back at your comment

"Fine." you push yourself out of the chair and head upstairs. Noah following you behind just a few steps away "Y/N what are you do?"

You didn't answer and just started stuffing a backpack you had with your essentials. You grab your charger and push past him and head down the stairs

"Don't just ignore me Y/N, come on" he said trying to reach for your arm. Maybe he was a bit too harsh with his words. He didn't mean any of what he said. You grab your keys and open the door

"I'm going to Y/B/N's, I don't know how long I'll be there but if you really think we shouldn't be together here's your chance to confirm that" you said opening the door.

"Y/N, baby wait I didn't-"

"Oh and if you're wondering what I was so annoying about today," you throw a plastic bag at him, it hits his chest and he catches it before it hits the ground. "I'm pregnant." you slam the door out of frustration. He stood there frozen for way too long just staring at the test in his hand before his legs finally move to go after you.

"Y/N! Wait! Come on let's talk about this!" but he was too late you started the car and backed up out of the drive way and drove down the road "Fuck! Why did I say that?!" he goes back inside and the house is quiet without you there. He takes out one of the tests and just looks at it. He falls on to the couch and really lets it set in

"...I'm gonna be a dad..." he slight chuckle escapes his lips "She's...we're gonna be parents." he pulls out his phone and calls Nick.

"yeah?"

"..Nick I fucked up." Noah confesses with a bite to his bottom lip "Could you meet me here when you can?"

"I'll be there in 10"

Make sure about his door no explains what was happening and the newfound news and Nick, being his best friend gave it to him straight

“ yeah, you fucked up”

“ yeah I’m already aware of that. How am I gonna fix that ? she’s pissed off at me.” Nick flicks his forehead and looks at him dead in the eye

” All I’m going to say is you got yourself into this mess. She’s pregnant and the last thing either of you need is for her to be stressed right now. Do you know where her friend lives?”

“ yeah, I’ve picked her up there a couple of times”

“ come on we got a few stops to make before we go and get her” Nick said, grabbing his car keys motioning to the door with his head. It was safe to say Noah had taken some time picking the right things and reciting the right things in his head.

Which was why your best friend had to answer an anxious door bell at around 1:20 am.

“Haven’t you done enough damage?” You friend asked crossing her arms at him, she may like him but whenever he fucks up with you, he also fucks up with her.

“Look i know. I was wrong I just…..I need to talk to her. Please” he really didn’t want to argue and wanted to see you and talk to you. She lets out a huff and calls for you to come over. You come into view with your arms crossed and no emotion on your face. There stood your boyfriend with a large bouquet of flowers, and a stuffed animal in his other hand. with a bag hanging from his hand full of treats he knows you love. You step aside, signaling for him to come. inside. You close the door and your. friend leads into her room to give you both privacy. Noah's sets down the bag on the coffee table and looks at you with his pleading eyes

"I'm...sorry baby." he starts " I didn't mean anything I said. You never annoy me, ever. You're the one person that's constantly checking on me, even when you tell me to take a break I'll still sit there for hours You are never knowing And you know I'm always open to you and you can ask me any question you'd like. There is no one else for me except for you and. now....them." He said as his eyes dart down to your stomach and back up to your eyes.

"Noah.... Maybe you're right. maybe I was being a little too pushy, and I should trust you more knowing that you wouldn't do something like that to me. I was just a little nervous to tell you the news And I didn't know how you'd react hearing it..." you sniff looking away from him

"Oh baby no...don't apologize" he said setting the rest of the stuff down and bringing you into his hold "This was all my fault. I shouldn't have snapped like that you don't deserve that...neither of you" he tested the waters and pulls back to look down at your none existent bump. His thumb grazing over your hips

"Look if you still need time to calm down or just need the space I can come back-" you shake your head and take his hands in yours

"...Lets go home" you gave his hands a squeeze. He grabs your bags and any extra items and didn't let you carry anything even if you offered. Once you were at the car he accommodated your items. He turns to you. He looked like he wanted to say something but opted for just a simple hug and kiss to your lips

"I'm sorry princess. Let's get you both home" he smiles softly and opens the door for you. He gets into the drivers seat and takes you home where you belonged. With him.

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saintsenara · 1 month

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I am literally so stressed right now since school is starting up again. I was just scrolling through your posts and I absolutely adore your opinions and thoughts. If you’re still up to the ships asks, I have a few.

For some reason, I have been thinking about age-gap relationships that wouldn’t be quite possible…and added with my love of Severus Snape… 👀👀

Abraxas Malfoy/Severus Snape - I don’t know if you’ve done Lucius/Severus but I just took it a generation back.

Romulus Augustus Lestrange/Severus Snape - I remember you mentioning in Scylla and Charybdis that the two were kindred spirits (?) since they were both killed by Voldemort.

Bellatrix Lestrange/Severus Snape - maybe a bunch of sexual tension during missions? Bellatrix’s attitude toward Severus was mainly suspicion but I feel like she meant it in a ha-ha-I’m-jealous-you’re-the-favorite way, not in a oh-wait-he-actually-is-a-traitor way.

Marlene McKinnon/Severus Snape - I love your take that she was a seasoned veteran in the First Wizarding War. It never made sense to me that everyone in the First Order were all children. Majority, maybe. But all of them being Gryffindors and out-of-school never stuck to me.

Frank Longbottom/Severus Snape - I’ve read a few works for this and I like the few takes there are.

And I already know your thoughts on Lord Voldemort/Severus Snape (it’s a favorite).

I’ve also been thinking about time-travel fix-it’s in general too. How do you think Severus would react if he found himself in Tom Riddle’s era? There’s the take on him being older and aware and absolutely done with his life, and Lord Voldemort (few years out of school or maybe in his 30s to level the age in a way) whose intrigued by the sour man (and maybe gets impressed by his knowledge of the Dark Arts?). Then there’s also student Severus meeting student Tom and getting further radicalized by this young handsome man. There’s so many to explore but at this point, if I don’t get my head out of this rabbit hole, I may never be able to pass school. 😭😭

This turned out to be longer than expected, but I love reading your posts! It’s always so entertaining, especially with your interpretation of Severus Snape. I can rarely ever talk about Severus without being attacked by Marauders fans online.

thank you very much for the ask, pal! i hope this term goes well for you - and that your extremely chic recent interest in snape-related age gap relationships endures.

let's see what we have here...

abraxas malfoy/severus snape romulus lestrange/severus snape

i'm going to take these two together - since romulus is an original character who exists nowhere other than my own head - because they occupy essentially the same role in relation to snape.

i've written before about how i really like the idea of voldemort having three distinct impacts across three separate generations - the knights of walpurgis/the original death eaters, who know the proto-voldemort of the 1940s and 1950s, with his muggle name and his retail job; these men's sons, who know the unassailably powerful voldemort of the 1970s; and these men's sons, who know the paranoid and volatile voldemort of the 1990s.

so you have abraxas - lucius - draco in each of those categories [or, romulus - rodolphus - n/a...]

snape is - of course - part of lucius and rodolphus' generation, and the voldemort he encounters when he becomes a death eater is the unstoppable political force who appears to be made of pure magic - which, naturally, makes snapemort have a very different power dynamic to something like tombraxas.

but it's also clear that snape is someone voldemort takes an interest in because he recognises so much of his former self in him - the slightly feral vibes, the poverty, the disappointing muggle father, the feeling of being an outcast surrounded by posh kids and the desire to bend those same kids to your will.

this is the reason for voldemort arranging things in scylla and charybdis so that snape can lord it over mulciber and avery, and it's also the reason why he's so insistent that abraxas and romulus [and other senior death eaters he knew at school] are nice to him - he's basically enjoying reliving his youth by, once again, making his minions obey someone who is technically their social inferior.

snape lacks the teenage tom riddle's charm [and looks], of course, which means that there's far more condescension inherent in any relationship - platonic or otherwise - that either of these two would have with him than there was in their early relationship with voldemort.

but they also have a fondness for spindly lads with an obsession with magic and regional accents, which means that i'm sure that something can come out of the fireside chats voldemort's compelling them to have with snape while they're forced to host him in their houses...

bellatrix lestrange/severus snape

i am very, very fond of this as a pairing - and, indeed, have something in the works on the topic - and bellatrix's rampant jealousy of snape is exactly why.

one of my preferred ways of exploring snape's position within the death eaters is to think of him as voldemort's exception in terms of social class - that is, that he is the only marked death eater who doesn't come from an elite, quasi-aristocratic background; and that voldemort's supporters who are from lower social classes are kept, like fenrir greyback in the rank-and-file and not permitted to take the mark.

[this is why, in my writing, i always make the carrows a similar level of posh to the malfoys and lestranges - canonically they're rather one-note working-class stereotypes, but i don't think this makes sense given what we know about voldemort's structuring of his organisation during the first war. it's also why i think that peter pettigrew doesn't receive a dark mark until he returns to voldemort post-prisoner of azkaban.]

bellatrix - on the other hand - is voldemort's exception in terms of gender [and another thing i'm wedded to thinking is that alecto carrow also doesn't receive the dark mark until the second war.]

these means, of course, that both she and snape depend on voldemort's favour - especially in the first war, when he still trusts his death eaters sufficiently highly to delegate things to them - much more than the elite male death eaters do.

i think it's reasonable to assume, for example, that rodolphus may object to his wife behaving in a way which defies the gendered conventions elite pureblood women are clearly subject to - and that it's only voldemort's authority that prevents him voicing an objection publicly. or that lucius malfoy - like sirius - conceives of snape as his "lapdog", and it's only voldemort's authority which forces him to treat him as a peer.

which means, of course, that snape and bellatrix are in competition with each other for voldemort's attention in ways which the other death eaters never have to be - which explains their vibe in canon, in which bellatrix finds snape's elevation in voldemort's good books after she falls from grace after the cock-up in the department of mysteries so infuriating.

[it also gives a really interesting dimension to her being completely fucking right about snape's loyalties, but being in the wrong position in voldemort's eyes for her opinion to be trusted by him. you just know she was pissed when she got to the afterlife.]

and - from a shipping perspective - having to be constantly jealous of and obsessed with each other is a very effective way of lighting a spark...

marlene mckinnon/severus snape

i do always like snape with an older woman, because i think it fits his whole vibe, so he goes very nicely with my preferred vision of marlene as a fifty-year-old hard-nosed ministry bitch who fucking loathes mad-eye moody.

the meet-cute? well, spies have to have handlers, don't they? dumbledore passing over his new turncoat death eater to one of his senior lieutenants - particularly given the fact that she's unlikely to be thrilled about this - is something i can get on board with.

frank longbottom/severus snape

frank and alice are other ones i don't enjoy seeing written as part of the marauders' generation - for them to be well-established aurors by the time the lestranges attack them, i think it's reasonable to assume that they're around molly and arthur's age [that is, around ten years old than snape et al.]

so i think we're repeating the same scenario as above - frank needs to debrief the order's new spy. if you know what i mean...

time-travelling snape!

i think that the teenage tom riddle would fucking hate the teenage snape, to be honest. the teen snape we meet in canon is someone who really obviously refuses to play along with the social conventions which govern an institution as elite as hogwarts - and he clearly stands out more for his grubby, feral demeanour, his uncouth manners, his way of speaking, and his refusal to be deferential to his social superiors than he does for his name and blood-status.

[indeed, he's one of the only really visibly working-class students we ever meet in canon - to the extent that i am increasingly convinced that hogwarts is a selective school...]

the young voldemort, in contrast, happily plays along with these social conventions for his own ends - simpering through slug club meetings and sending slughorn pineapple and doing all he can to be viewed as a suitable candidate for head boy, in order both to provide a cover for his wrongdoing and as a way to soothe the chip on his shoulder by beating the posh at their own game.

he's going to think snape's as common as muck, and snape's going to think he's a pretentious cunt.

a post-1981 snape going back in time and finding himself entangled with the young-adult voldemort, in contrast, i think could be rather compelling. it's very interesting that the teenage voldemort's willingness to play-act a fondness for the class system doesn't extend to being prepared to grit his teeth and suffer through a ministry internship slughorn procures for him - and his decision to go off and work in a shop has a slightly bolshy "fuck you, sir" side to it we don't otherwise really see from him.

this voldemort would, i think, be slightly more open to snape's whole vibe, and they could get cracking on all the things which make snapemort a hot ship - the shared love of magical experimentation, the dubious morality, the fact that voldemort's clearly responsible for snape's aesthetic, and so on - several decades early.

one question, though, is whether snape would know who he was.

i go back and forth on how widely voldemort's birth name is known - and whether it's ever connected to him following his return to britain in the mid-1960s.

on the one hand, i think dumbledore's secrecy surrounding it is nonsensical - a substantial proportion of the death eaters were clearly at school with voldemort, and those who weren't are still usually related to these men in some way [i always think, for example, that it's much more plausible to assume that the diary horcrux was given to abraxas malfoy, and that lucius was well aware that his father and voldemort had been at school together] - but on the other, i do wonder whether snape, who comes into voldemort's orbit as - as i've said - an exception would be made privy to the information about voldemort's background which was probably an open secret among the elite male death eaters.

[which also provides an explanation for why bellatrix is so shocked to hear harry say voldemort's a half-blood in order of the phoenix, while lucius malfoy doesn't bat an eyelid.]

which is to say, i am much more taken by the idea of snape - destroyed with grief over lily's death - rocketing backwards three decades, landing in the knockturn alley of 1951, and having no idea until he's in far too deep who the softly-spoken shop-boy who offers him a cuppa will turn out to be...

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dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night · 9 months

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Eden part nineteen

TW: trauma, bad mental health, Stockholm Syndrome, referenced captivity, referenced stalking, referenced major character death, pet whumpee, multiple caretakers

Note: This is the last of the "Ezra explaining what happened to him" chapters, because I believe in the rule of threes. His online friends get a much more vulnerable view into his mind than his roommates.

While rifling through his old things, trying to regain some semblance of himself, Ezra found his smartphone. It seemed insane that Christopher had returned it here while his roommates weren't home, but it would have been easy after getting Ezra's keys during the kidnapping. He had even bothered to plug it in.

The number of texts Ezra had received while missing was overwhelming, despite being solidily in the double digits. He ignored most of them in favor of messaging the only friends he actually trusted with any of this.

He dropped a text in the group chat. Just a simple "Hey bitches, I lived." He didn't have to wait long until his friends all messaged him back, despite their very separate time zones.

Isadora: 'sup biatch? missed u

Tristian: Oh my God! Are you okay?!

Rowan: oh hey ezra

Ezra: Don't worry. Don't worry. I just got kidnapped. Didn't have my phone for obvious reasons. I'm once again here to grace you with my presence.

Rowan: glad to see youre feeling okay

Tristan: YOU GOT KIDNAPPED

Ezra: I am physically unharmed and mentally destroyed. Thanks for checking in.

Isadora: moood

Tristan: What the hell happened? Tell me everything right this instant.

Ezra: Long message incoming-

Ezra took a moment to sort out exactly what he was going to say, typing and retyping the same message over and over again. He could always get his feelings across much better in text than in person. So much time to rehearse and fact check.

Ezra: I got kidnapped by a man named Christopher. He was in his fifties and lived in the woods. Then I got the usual stalker monolog about how much he loved me and wanted to keep me for himself. (Despite how stressed out I was, this made my NPD very happy) I settled down with him. It was genuinely such a blast. I was basically his pet cat. Don't worry, he wasn't weird or anything. It was totally platonic and you know that made my narcissistic aroace ass very happy. Well, I did think that I had fallen in love with him at one point. But he cleared that up pretty quick. (Clearing it up involved gaslighting but whatever) And I realized that it was just NPD fuelled platonic obsession making me jealous of his fiance. With me so far? - 👀²

Ezra was very aware that he had mentioned NPD three times in this text. But it was imperative that his friends understood this was the fault of his personality disorder, and not some flaw he could be judged for.

Rowan: when you said kidnapped i thought you meant held for ransom not… all that - 👆²

Isadora: im kinda jealous of u lolll

Tristian: Don't say stuff like that, Dora. This isn't funny.

Ezra: …it is kinda funny. How many times have I joked about wanting someone to care enough to stalk me, and it happened. Knock on enough doors asking to see the devil and he might answer and all that

Isadora: i was gonna say that lmao

Rowan: hey ezra, do you need anything? you okay?

Ezra: I just need to talk. Shelly and Harry were supremely unhelpful. Buckle up bitches, because it's only getting worse from here. - 🫂²

Tristan: IT GETS WORSE THAN STALKING AND KIDNAPPING

Ezra: You know it, my good dude.

Tristan: HOW COULD IT POSSIBLY GET WORSE

Tristan: EZRA I WORRY ABOUT YOU - 🤝³

Ezra: Haha me too

Ezra: Anyhow

Ezra: Christopher was engaged to this man named Colt, right? They didn't live together though. Colt was the most obnoxious asshole I've ever met. I don't think toxic masculinity does it justice. Christopher was literally the greatest person ever and he deserved much better than Colt. He was also keeping someone captive to torture them. They couldn't remember their own name so I started calling them Jay. They were in really bad shape, obviously. I tried taking care of them but obviously I couldn't do much. They're what really mentally destroyed me, not anything to do with how I was being treated. - 🫂³

Isadora: hoollyyy fuuckk

Tristian: This is absolutely insane. I'm so sorry you went through that. It sounds like the plot of a horror story, not something you should have to deal with in real life. If there is anything I can do to help, please tell me.

Ezra felt warmth spread from his heart to the rest of his body. Finally, someone had told him exactly what he had been fishing to hear. And he had hardly needed to manipulate them into it.

It wasn't his fault. He didn't deserve it. Colt was the one to blame for Jay's death, not him. His life had always been a bad horror story, and it did wonders to hear it confirmed by an outside observer.

Ezra: You guys are so nice. - 💚¹ 🖤¹ 💖¹

Isadora: well duh i love u

Rowan: we all love you

Tristan: That's right. And don't forget it.

Tristian: Now, are you going to call the police or is it too risky?

Ezra: Fun fact. Jay and Colt are dead. And obviously Christopher is wonderful so I don't want him thrown in jail. I'm hoping he takes me back but I accidentally ran away when I was freaked out about Jay's death, so he might be mad at me.

Isadora: :(((

Tristan: I know you're dealing with a lot. But you need to move on. You were kidnapped. You need to try to be your own person again.

Ezra: But have you considered that. I. Don't. Want. To.

Isadora: fair

Tristian: No. Not "fair". Ezra, you can't spend the rest of your life as the victim.

Ezra: I've spent the last twenty-three years doing just that. Self victimization is an art form that I have perfected to a science.

Rowan: this isnt self victimization. some body else victimized you.

Ezra: hmmmmmm

Ezra: Less work for me then!!

Isadora: agahshsjsjdgaafdsgxbzfafs

Tristan: This is not funny.

Tristan: I believe in you, Ezra. Please believe in yourself. You can have a good life if you just try. You don't need the validation of your stalker. What you do need is time to yourself to recover from the impact Jay's death had on you.

Rowan: seconded

Isadora: dont leave us again dude

Isadora: we missed u

Ezra: It's my choice and my life. I was happier with Christopher than I've ever been with anyone else. Now that Colt and Jay are dead, there's nothing in the way of us being happy again.

Tristan: Ezra, listen.

Ezra: No. You're going to listen to me.

Ezra: You guys just don't get it. I want someone to want me. More than anything. Fucking hell, I've never even met any of you irl, and you're my best friends. I don't really have anyone. Of course I'm willing to excuse kidnapping and shit. I got everything I ever wanted in life, and I didn't have to work for it. I was fucking loved.

Rowan: im sorry

Tristan: Thank you for saying that. It's really important to get your feelings out. But I think that if you really want to be around this Christopher, you need to be on equal footing. Meet up in public. Don't go home with him until you have a chance to know who he is when he doesn't have control over your life.

Ezra threw his phone at the wall. Why was Tristan being so damn condescending? Would it hurt him to be nice?

Well, okay, Tristan hadn't actually been condescending. But someone other than Ezra being right when he was wrong always felt condescending, regardless of actual intentions.

Tristan's plan sounded good though. Ezra might have to try it. He quite wanted to get coffee with Christopher. If only he could find him.

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paperstarwriters · 9 months

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ive come kneeling at your doorstep to beg for that essay on murio and luciels parallels you mentioned 👀💦👉👈

i love loathing lucio so much so it would deal my lil hater ass so much psychic damage and i cannot wait to get rekt

(onlyifyouwanttothoofcoursetakeyourtime)(just making sure youre aware id print that shit n frame it above my bed were it to come to existence)

Hello @tetsuooooooooooo! I know you said I can take my time, ok I'm still really really sorry this took awhile, I've been kinda burnt out from classes lately, and writing a bunch of essays for that lol, but I've managed to make a somewhat coherent argument for my case here lol.

Now, to preface this:

I only really like Lucio as a character to thematically dissect and kick around occasionally for giggles. I am a far, far cry from a Lucio stan, I just find him interesting—like a bug. Honestly I don't think I'm gonna convince you he's in any way a good guy I just might make you loathe him more 😅

I haven't played Lucio's route. I'm too busy and I get too annoyed with some of his antics + the options of reactions that MC is allowed to make. I've only played the side stories and a lot of my understanding of his character is built from Muriel's route (and I know he's much more different in his own route than he is in the others') as well as hearsay from other people talking about Lucio

I know I said that I'd include Aurora's songs in my original statement but that got wayyyyyyy too messy so I'm just opting to exclude them lol. (not to mention youtube is doing a very irritatingly strange thing of deleting and then reuploading Aurora's songs??? so I don't wanna deal with the messy files :/)

With that out of the way here is my essay :)

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Muriel and Lucio are both very, very caught up in how they are seen by others. While it's clearer when it comes to Lucio, it is also made clear in Muriel by the fact that Social anxiety is often caused by stress over how a person is perceived and their mental belief that they are helpless to change that perception. This causes of their self perception are also quite similar, due to their similar histories, but in the same way that there are some notable opposites between them with their struggle for their identity there is also some notable differences in their histories that arguably causes the slight difference in their struggle for their self image.

To begin with their history, Muriel and Lucio are noted to both come from the South. They come from two opposing tribes, and are both eventually chased out of their home and community by 1) a cruel person who arguably causes their struggle of identity and 2) the plague. Of course, the major difference here is that Lucio actively made decisions that would lead to him being chased out of his tribe, he was arguably aware that if it failed he'd have to leave, he just hadn't considered that it would actually fail.

Muriel on the other hand is chased out of his home at a much younger age, and he has no choice in his eviction from his home or his family. There is no action that Muriel could have done that would have allowed him to stay where he was, unlike Lucio who had a clear option that would have allowed him to stay.

Or at least would have allowed him to stay until he grew tired of his mother's attitude towards him.

I don't believe that Morga's cruel and dismissive attitude towards Lucio started when he tried to kill her, rather, I believe that she has been doing that for a long, long time. She often states that she had been "too soft" on Lucio, but I think her "softness" is the same kind we see in Muriel's route. She berates him, she threatens him, she tells him how awful and unskilled he is to everyone else and makes a show of his failures, but when she is completely and fully enraged and is about to hit Lucio, she hesitates.

Is that softness? To her perhaps. To the tribe, perhaps. But not to me, and not to Lucio.

So, despite all of the harsh words thrown his way, he decides to take action to prove her wrong. I'm willing to bet that a lot of Morga's criticisms were about how strong he was and how he was in fact not actually as strong as he could have been, not as strong as he should have been. That's why when he takes action to prove Morga wrong, he immediately snaps to killing her. There is, after all, no better way than showing your power than killing your opponent (we see this belief in Morga when she spars against Muriel and he beats her.) Of course, in hand-to-hand combat, and on fair terms, Lucio can't actually defeat his mother, so he takes to more under-handed methods in order to beat her.

When this fails, it is the first major wound on his self-image. He cannot defeat his mother. He is not strong enough to defeat his mother despite cheating.

So, he runs away.

Besides marking a wound on his self-image, this also marks Lucio's connection to others. Having been exiled from his tribe, he is disconnected from the friends who may have actually supported him somewhat, he is robbed of his connections and separated from anyone who may have actually loved and cared for him (platonically and/or romantically)

Similarly, Muriel's separation from his own family, and his eventual abandonment into the streets of Vesuvia separates him from any stable sense of love and affection as well. Because he was separated from loving parents as a child and was likely surrounded by a number of children who were abandoned because they were unwanted, or because their parents were unable to care for them, Muriel has no other answer than what the other kids give him it is the only answer he has. Further more I believe that Muriel was probably abandoned by that merchant because they were unable to keep feeding him, which he also attaches onto his real parents as to why he was abandoned in the first place.

And so Muriel believes himself to be unloved and unlovable after being separated from family, or any semblance of a family.

Returning to Lucio, he moves on from his tribe and eventually joins a military group(? I think? Idk. I'm sure there was a specific name for it but I can't remember sorry) Once again, this is an act of trying to prove to his mother and to his community that they were wrong, and when compared to the ordinary person outside of their tribe, he's actually a really good and capable fighter. Of course, however, this is inevitably cut short as he looses his arm, and is once again confronted with the fact that he is unskilled as a warrior and so he retreats from his perceived deficiency and takes a different route to getting the love and admiration he wants—politics.

Of course, as we see in Muriel and Asra's childhood tale, this inevitably puts him into direct conflict as, in order to climb the social ladder he offers to "clean up" the streets. While it's largely left up to interpretation as to whether or not the Threat of Asra's safety came first or Muriel's position as a gladiator came first, I can't help but believe that Muriel's position as a gladiator came first, as otherwise, he might've gone out and tried to check on Asra's safety. (though this is mostly a headcannon) I believe that Lucio offered Muriel a chance to have some say in who gets "cleaned up" from the streets, and for Muriel to be able to get rid of the "actually bad criminals". Regardless of whether or not this is true, the arena gives Muriel his first taste of admiration, as people cheer for and adore him, but it also tears that sense of admiration away as he eventually has to come to terms with what he is doing. Whether that sense of dread and awareness was always there or it occurred somewhere in the middle is also unknown but the outcome is the same regardless. Being known and being admired becomes tied to hurting and harming people—because it is the only trait he sees that other people admire, he sees it as his only lovable trait.

And so Lucio and Muriel begin to reflect each other—and I don't mean reflect as in they show the same image, I mean reflect as in we see a similar image, but the image is reversed (*wink wink nudge nudge*). Here Muriel sees himself as only capable of being loved for his ability to commit violence, and Lucio sees himself as being incapable of being loved because he cannot complete the amount of violence he needs to commit.

Now, I feel the need to emphasize here, despite having many people around him who Lucio may truly believe love and admire him, the people around him very likely don't actually care for him very much because they either do not know him well, or they see him as little more than a pawn in a plan, or at least someone who gives them benefits. And even if there are a number of people with genuine admiration for Lucio, it still wouldn't be enough. Admiration is never enough when you lack genuine emotional connections with others, and Lucio, clearly does.

Again, this parallels Muriel who also struggles with a lack of genuine emotional connections to others. Although he has Asra with him, it's clear that, Asra's tendency to be fickle with connections has extended to him as well, especially when Asra spends more time with MC than him, leaving Muriel feeling abandoned and alone. Considering that Asra is the only person we ever really see Muriel connect or talk to, it's no stretch to say that Asra is one of Muriel's only friends, if not their only friend period, and so with Asra disappearing on him as often as they do, Muriel is left feeling that he actually has no connections at all.

Of course once again reflecting each other, where Muriel clearly sees he lacks connections and pretends he does not, Lucio, makes unsteady transactional rather than emotional relationships and pretends that that is enough.

It is of course, not enough, because if it were, he wouldn't have treated Muriel like that, he likely wouldn't have plucked Muriel out at all. Although this is largely speculation, I believe that Lucio treated Muriel the way he did because he feels as if Muriel is the very child Morga would have wanted. He is big and strong, and although not technically skilled if Muriel were raised by Morga like Lucio was, he might've been. This is why his first reaction to seeing Muriel and Morga working together is that Muriel is Morga's replacement son. It's because that's how Lucio had been treating him. Muriel is Lucio's little avatar to live out the glory of being a fantastically skilled fighter who can beat up all of his opponents. This is also, why I believe that Lucio purposefully trained Muriel to be less skilled in fighting than he was. In Muriel's route, Lucio comments that he's always been able to beat Muriel, and while I do in fact believe that Lucio is actually a skilled fighter, despite how he is often presented and despite my arguments above—he's most often a skilled fighter in the technical sense. He knows all the movements, he knows all the strategies, he knows all the underhanded tricks. By not fighting Muriel too often, and refusing to teach him these tricks however much it may be able to help Muriel out in the arena, it allows Lucio to be able to defeat him whenever he wants to. It allows Lucio to make it seem to himself that he is better than the person his mother would have wanted as a son, which I believe to be both horrible but also sad, for both Lucio and Muriel.

With Lucio, it shows how desperate and inferior he feels with his fighting skills, constantly trying to compensate for it something we can also see that in the portrait of himself he has in his room.

For Muriel, it keeps him scared, and keeps him pinned in place despite having realized the consequences of his fighting. Something which only furthers his self-hatred when he realizes he actually could have easily left.

So yes, Muriel and Lucio are both very self conscious people, and while for Muriel his self consciousness stems from people seeing him as a monster, and him believing that he is one although he does not want to be one, Lucio is self-conscious in the fact that he is not seen as the brutal fighting warrior he was supposed to be.

These reflected aspects of each other, alongside of their self consciousness is the very thing they struggle through in their routes, the very thing that MC helps them to get through.

Lucio believes that through various paintings of himself that rearranges his past (paintings of himself as a triumphant fighter, while his mother is demure and elegant), various unfair/practically staged fights, and celebrations of himself on top of it all, he would be able to convince people that he is awesome and amazing and that he deserves to be loved. In doing all of this however, Lucio runs away from confronting the beliefs at his core and wondering if perhaps, what he understood as traits that make a person great may be incorrect—that his mother had not just been incorrect on the fact that he was a failure, but on the fact of what makes a person successful or powerful. By constantly covering up what he sees as deficits, Lucio skims over his own internal struggles entirely which makes him look foolish and annoying as he ignores what's so clearly there for others.

Meanwhile, for Muriel, he is aware of his deficits, and is unable to properly hide them without disappearing completely himself, he tries to figure out and fix all of his problems through introspection and isolation, but it is not something he can do on his own. Muriel of course, can't accept the fact that he may need help. He can't accept the fact that despite what he believes of himself, other people may actually care for him the same way he cares for them, and will actually offer help. And so, as he runs away from people and community, from friends, and possible friends alike, Muriel runs away from his own problems as well, even if he tortures himself with confronting them (I can't remember if he actually does this or if this is a fanfic trope 😅) Essentially, by constantly trying to deal with his struggles on his own, he neglects his connections to others who may help him, or at least offer support.

And then MC comes along, and because they both desperately needed that deep connection to someone else, regardless of whether it is something platonic or romantic. MC is able to leverage their relationship in order to further propel Muriel and Lucio's development into acknowledging the thing they refuse to acknowledge, and finally balance out their coping mechanisms, which, on their own isn't actually unhealthy (Lucio's really good at connecting with others; Muriel knows how to confront his inner turmoil) using that single method as their crutch for their traumas only ever hurts them more.

As Muriel progresses through his route, he grows more connected with his community and people. One meaningful moment that I don't think they give enough screen time in the game is the moment that Muriel is forced to confront people recognizing and seeing him again. He's forced to confront everyone's perception of him, their memory of him and he retreats into the mirror maze where he stares at all these reflections of himself, all reversed images of himself, but he believes them all to accurately represent himself—as if his superficial physical image is what represents himself mentally and emotionally. And then MC (and Morga 🙄) come through to him and pull him out of that panic attack (or interrupt and yank him away from properly addressing the problem in Morga's case 😤) And that's the first step to being loved. As they say, in order to let yourself be loved you have to let yourself be known, and in that first step, choosing to step forward and prioritize the lives of others over his own self image, Muriel begins to be admired by others. Genuinely admired, for traits that he likes in himself rather than traits that he hates.

Similarly for Lucio, (although I haven't played his route so this is largely based on hearsay) he's faced with problems that he Has to face on his own (or at least somewhat on his own) the main one being that he has to confront the consequences of his own actions, he has to acknowledge to himself that he isn't perfect and that he can't be perfect. It's why at the end of his route on the upright ending, he leaves Vesuvia, to take on a life of (semi)solitude to further take some time to improve his ability at introspection, while in the Reversed ending he's still talking with people, still trying to manipulate their perceptions of him (and the MC), and still trying to be a "good boy" (ie. perfect) for the MC.

Now, it may be argued that Julian can/should be included in this struggle of how others perceive him but I raise you this; that guy is the most dramatic ass dude in town and his biggest dramatic act was telling everyone about how horrible he is. He clearly has no issues with how other people see him, but he has problems with how he sees himself, which again, reflects Muriel a bit, but I'm sure most people are familiar with their (more blatant) similarities by now lol

So yea.

Muriel and Lucio are reflections of each other. At their core, they both struggle with the same problem of caring way too much about how they're seen by others, but they cope with (and thus worsen) the problem in opposite ways, so when they take steps to heal themself, they also go in opposite directions, with Lucio needing to take some time to himself to get into his own head, while Muriel needs some time away from himself to get out of his own head.

Essentially they're heading in opposite directions to reach the same conclusion: other people's opinions don't matter as much as your own opinion of yourself and the opinions of the people close to you.

Interesting parallels, no?

Of course, I believe this could've been better illustrated if Nyx Hydra didn't rush the last three routes, but alas, this is what fan fiction and fan-analysis is for lol

Anyways I don't tend to poke around the Lucio side of the fandom too much to begin with so if this has all been said and argued before forgive me for the repetition, and If I've gotten some points wrong, please feel free to correct me! I've mentioned before I haven't really played through Lucio's route so some things may be wrong.

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teaweltzer · 1 year

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Have you watched the last couple of episodes? What are you thoughts about them? Whag are your theories? 👀👀

I watch every Thursday so I am caught up!

I am weirdly calm for the most part (i think the earlier episodes that most stressed me out was the Otohan fight and results from that but i also think it set a mood for bigger future fights). I was not too too worried for Bell's Hells but watching Liam and Marisha's other PCs get thrown around without them having control over it was a bit nerve wracking.

Honestly I'm very excited to see how the party split + guests works out! (I can hope that the Crown Keepers meet up with Orym, Ashton, Laudna group but I'm not putting money on that)

Glad we have closure on at least WHY Keyleth was targeted and in turn Orym's husband + Derrig died. Makes me love the general simplicity and straightforwardness of Orym's backstory in which none of this family was involved in shady shit (that we are aware) but that they were just doing their jobs and were a casualty of something much bigger. But the fact that Ludinus PLANNED for all of this is fucking insane.

I'm not a theory making person myself but I like to see everyone's takes and it's nice cause I don't always see details that other people do.

#ask #critical role spoilers

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elf-osamu · 2 years

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I love your bakery!reader x ranpo hcs that you did and I'm here bearing with another request!

I was watching extraordinary attorney woo and then there this one scene in EP 2 that I absolutely love and want to have a bsd rendition of

Basically the reader and the guys (Dazai and kunikida separately) have to go undercover in a hotel for an investigation. They decided to go as a couple who's going to get married since the hotel is known for it wedding services.

Reader tries out a wedding dress while he subtly collect info. Hcs for how they react to seeing their crush in a wedding dress 👀

a/n : hey, first of all thank you !! i'm glad you liked them <3 second, i just started watching this k-drama !! + at first… i didn’t read “hcs”, so there also scenarios about this :”) hope you don’t mind. by the way, in these one-shots + hcs the wedding outfit isn't described, so it can be interpreted as a suit/tuxedo, a bridal gown or another item of clothing, basically anything y'all feel more comfortable with !

“SOMEDAY, I’LL MARRY YOU”

[ masterlist ] [ reblogs are v v v appreciated !! ]

fluff, maybe a bit of angst in dazai’s but nothing too major ig, romantic relationship (not estabilished yet), osamu dazai, doppo kunikida (separately) x gn!reader (they/them prns used)

warning(s) : not proofread !

words count : 1451 words

plot : “how would kunikida and dazai react if they saw their crush wearing a wedding outfit?”

DOPPO KUNIKIDA :

[ ☆ ] absolutely lovestruck.

[ ☆ ] he’d try anything to seem impassible about the current situation, because he’s absolutely not affected in the slightest/sarc.

[ ☆ ] however, his reddened ears and neck say otherwise.

[ ☆ ] they’re stunning, they’re stunning, is all he can repeat to himself.

[ ☆ ] make a fool of him for his behaviour and he will bask in a state of self-pity.

[ ☆ ] he’ll write something in his notebook along the lines of “day x, my soul left my body because of my infatuation for [name]. how am i suppose to look at them again, after how i behaved?”

[ ☆ ] ‘dramatic’ or not, he’d need a few days to recover from this embarassing experience.

doppo was nearly always a diligent, reliable person anyone could count on, accomplishing his work with extreme earnestness and without causing much trouble as he acted composed and confident in his abilities; that, however, didn’t mean he wasn’t internally panicking, questioning himself which was the right way to go in order to respect his ideal and at the same time not to cause drastic effects on the outside world.

in fact, quite a few cases he had to fulfill had been indeed stressful: working at the agency wasn’t something easy nor peaceful.

nevertheless, this time kunikida felt a different kind of uneasiness making its way in his chest, a more bearable one which was however rendering him still nervous. the worst part was that he was absolutely aware of the reason behind this tormenting and exhausting emotion.

an all too familiar, and welcomed to his ears, voice snapped him back to reality: “doppo, we’ve arrived at the destination. could you pass me the documents contained in your briefcase regarding our miss- wedding, dear?”

he was well conscious that you said those words to not make the taxi driver suspicious, but his heart still skipped a beat or two.

“of course,” he answered, almost too quickly, and passed you the folder regarding the case, avoiding your gaze the best he could. he didn’t want you to notice the blush present on his cheeks.

doppo couldn’t accept the state he was in, the state you put him in. his focus should have been on the mission you two had to complete, on the obstacles both of you could have encountered that day, not on you nor on your fake-programmed wedding. yes, it was only a cover for the actual mission, but due to his true feelings he couldn’t help but feel a little worried at the thought of it. what would have you thought, if he let the words he couldn’t bear to think about slip from his mouth?

he sighed and some common sense seemed to take hold of him through his quiet breath.

work was still work no matter what he could have thought: it didn’t change his priority, that was the case. he had to simply do his job, like he always did.

after paying the taxi driver, you both got out of the vehicle and looked at the famous hotel in front of you, gently illuminated by the morning light: it gave the building an imposing aura, which suited the rumors about the hotel perfectly.

as you two walked through the entrance door and made sure to present yourselves with your false documents and identities, a staff member accompanied both of you to a comfortable room where someone — probably their manager — was waiting for you on a beige armchair.

the initial talk lasted some time, especially because of kunikida’s subtle questions, which were used to get more information about that enchanting yet bizarre place, and your attempts to seem his romantic partner.

now, you had to try a wedding outfit for the mission’s sake. doppo looked down at his wristwatch: fifteen more minutes and then you could have discussed peacefully about the case without prying eyes watching your every movement.

a sudden rastle made him raise his head and, when he saw your figure wrapped in the fabric of the wedding outfit, his heart started pumping faster.

describing you with the adjective “wonderful” would have been a terrible understatement.

“love, what do you think about—“ your words died in your throat at the sight of your work colleague being so mesmerized by your new look.

kunikida cleared his throat and compliment your outfit without showing his emotions through his voice, trying to seem perfectly fine. which he wasn’t, for the matter.

one day i’ll marry them, he thought with a self-assuredness he didn’t ever suppose to own.

OSAMU DAZAI :

[ ☆ ] he isn’t someone who expresses his genuine feelings often. in order to manage them, they have to be suppressed by him/neg.

[ ☆ ] but, sometimes he can be caught by surprise, without being able to disguise what’s on his mind.

[ ☆ ] so, looking at you with a wedding outfit on would cause him to… well, short out.

[ ☆ ] the glint in his eyes and the look of pure astonishment present on his charmed gaze would betray his false composure.

[ ☆ ] for one of the few times in his life, osamu would be at a loss for words.

closeness: a relationship stage where the two or more people involved began to grew closer to each other, a warm feeling of belonging which allowed human beings to trust other individuals. something that osamu had experienced in his past, something that now caused almost dread in his heart at the sole thought of it. it didn’t matter if it was of a platonic or romantic nature, the young man couldn’t seem to rest, not if it meant to think about his deepest wishes and fears.

as he looked at the documents on the table, dazai melancholically suspired.

if he didn’t have an infatuation on you, it would have been easier to play his role, to act indifferent and suppress his feelings, as he always did; however, in this case, he should have been sincere about his own emotions, a thing which he feared more than anything: something of such nature, as thoughts and feelings were, couldn’t be controlled. and, to not be in control meant to be vulnerable, with no protection. when moments like these came, where his mind was wandering too fast, the loss of control and certainty dazai made sure to have at any time started to become a terrible burden. he didn’t wish to be hurt again.

the fact that he — osamu dazai, a former member of the armed detective agency who possessed an incredible intellect and was always aware of his surroundings — didn’t notice your presence because of his thoughts about you was another thing that had to be added at the list of cons about his infatuation. though, the thing was that he was doing his best to disregard the pros.

“osamu, did you find anything about the case yet?”, your voice interrupted his internal ramblings, “a track or clues, perhaps? i talked with some staff members but their mouths seem sealed: i didn’t get anything out of our conversations, unfortunately”.

dazai couldn’t help but genuinely wonder about the carefulness present in your voice when you called him by his name: when did you start using it to refer to him? when did your relationship as colleagues take this turn? especially, why, deep in his heart, did he seem to appreciate it?

“hmm, not quite yet. i still need some time to gather other information,” he slowly spoke, still confused by his own mind.

a playful grin appeared on your lips. “it just so happens that we will soon have to try our wedding clothes on, and there we’ll have plenty of time to investigate. so, i suggest you get ready”.

both of you passed the way to the dress room cautiously discussing the mission and joking about your situation. when you arrived at your destination, osamu was the first who had to try his outfit: although he would have liked picking something to just annoy you, pretending to be back to himself, in the end dazai chose a classic wedding suit.

however, when it was your turn, he suddenly became nervous: he distracted himself trying to vaguely question some of the staff members. but, when you appeared in front of him with the wedding outfit on, he almost risked fainting.

they’re… wow. i’ll marry them, someday.

“uh, is the outfit that bad?” you pouted, confused, half reciting and half sincere.

osamu wasted no time to deny your question. “no no— my dearest, this outfit suits you very well. you’re… stunning, indeed”.

“oh, that look is full of love, [surname]. you can’t be mistaken, he’ll surely be a good husband”, a staff member said between compliments.

now was your turn to be too shocked to answer.

[ do not copy, translate, repost, etc. | by @ elf-osamu ]

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The (unserious) notes of Beyond Evil, Episode 2!

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bro this body really dragged everyone out there. all our side characters are here.

"there's mud everywhere" my guy youre in a field what do you expect

"could it be a pervert obsessed with feet?" that doesnt narrow down the list that much in this day and age...

Lee Dongsik was sexy in his 20s 30s and 40s not every man can pull that off. Lee Dongsik the man you are

oh and he's here too (Juwon)

Dongsik is also a little shit and i love him for that.

“Do you like me that much?” Houston I’m deceased.

HE DIDNT SAY NO

Man we get flirting in Episode Two damn we get fed well as a community.

“Isnt she your sister, Lee Yuyeon?” LIARRRR

“The recording room isn’t your bedroom.” As in both of theirs? Because I have read the fics 👀

How warm is the recording room is my question. Because if its like my bedroom then shits freezing

I have said this once and will say it again lee Dongsik is a sexy mf

“I got lured?” Juwons face pls he is so confused.

THE SCORE AND SOUNDS GOD PROPS TO THE MUSIC PPL

Juwons disgust is so amusing.

Bro it must suck to be talked about when you are right here.

Part of me is curious as to how Dongsik went from Lee Dohyun Dongsik to Shin Hakyun Dongsik. Like we get hints in flashbacks but not much more.

We act like Juwon had this sudden shift in how he reacts to Dongsik after his Busan trip but it was there the whole time just a lot more subtle.

Juwon looking at dirt is me looking at Jinmuk. Fricken gross.

“Touch it (my phone) again and your fingers will…” shit man

Also unpopular opinion incoming: not the biggest fan of minjeong. Shes tragic and interesting enough but she is also the type of person I would avoid being friends with

We dont give Jeongje enough credit for him standing up to his mother passive aggressively.

THE FIRST RAIN SCENE ITS HERE

All good things happen in the rain in this show and I stand by that.

This one melts my heart (and Juwon’s too)

He just stares at Dongsik smiling… perhaps he cant be all that bad hey Juwon.

HAN KIHWAN GTF OUT OF HERE

Also juwon can I have that jumper pls? At least tell me where u got it (that blue one he wore with the stripes on his arm).

Juwon in casual clothing is smth we dont see enough of especially at the start of the show

Juwon proving he is just as insane as Dongsik in this scene but also just as driven about solving what really happened. Two sides of the same coin.

Also we do not give the camera ppl enough credit either the way they shoot the scenes is incredible and rlly captures both the character and their thoughts/feelings as well as their situation and vibes of the scene.

“I don’t like solving riddles” juwon aint that ur job…?

Tiny hc: jeongje learnt some english words and slips them into his conversations to add fuel to his lie of ‘studying in america’

“There isnt a single cop in the country wjk would prioritise such a case.” Jeongje says to Juwon, who is prioritising such a case.

Juwon nearly losing his cool is so interesting and important to me.

Juwon doesnt fuck with people telling him to stay quiet thats for sure.

Ok so Dongsiks mum sees Dongsiks dad frozen to death and calls him 동식(이?) 아버지 (Dongsiks dad). like imagine u mother calls ur dad "(your name)'s dad!" is this a thing in korea or a script choice?

Tfw you hear the tragic backstory of ur suspect/future bf

part of me thinks dongsiks limp/leg injury might be psychosomatic, at least a little bit.

jihwas contact name for dongsik being 똥식 is so funny. (동 is how its supposed to be 똥, pronounced only slightly differently means shit/poop)

Underrated friendship Jaeyi and Jihoon moment.

God I hate clubs sm (I have been and ended up stressed depressed and just on the verge of tears by the end of it and I was dead sober)

Dongsik is in protective dad mode and he stands for womens rights (and probably womens wrongs) and i love that.

I am aware that this episode 2 notes is mostly just me loving Dongsik.

Everyone beind done with minjeon is also me.

"Dongsik I wasnt cheating on you..." girl youre giving Juwon the wrong ideas. also dongsik would deserve better than you anyway

Juwon rn "this girl is insane... idk what i expected because this is manyang but she rlly is and I am not dealing with it"

Juwon not being a physical touch person and valuing personal space a lot and Dongsik being an exception is everything to me.

also underrated duo moment of Juwon and Jihoon

Honestly Juwon Jaeyi Jihoon friendship trio should be a thing in fics

Actually Dongsik isnt that much shorter than Juwon... huh...

The shot where they are both looking down... I should use that as my laptop wallpaper tbh

Minjeongs death sequence gives me the chills every time.

Them talking about the death body and Jinmuk being in the shade in the background with Jaeyi... means smth but im not smart enough yet.

Dongsiks case wall for Yuyeon in his basement genuinely makes me cry knowing the truth about it

'hey bitch 😏' is the energy we have rn

Bro cannot control his emotions well around Dongsik

“Let me give you a thorough tour of our jurisdiction” is Dongsik code for, ‘follow me I need to show you something’

I remember this scene being the netflix preview (the one where juwon states that he wants to move to manyang) for beyond evil and I remember thinking… what a shit scene to preview to convince ppl to watch the show. However… I think otherwise because…

“Just what about me interests you so much? I don’t think it’s that I’m a cop. Perhaps that I’m a suspect?”

“Let me ask you. Just what about me interests you so much? You obviously seem to be dying to know what I was up to at Foreign Affairs.”

THAT PART IS CONVINCING ASF HELLO

And then… pain.

Juwon hesitating and genuinely looking torn deciding what to do. Does he call it in or… what? Comfort Dongsik? Probably considered how he reacts upon hearing Dongsik start to cry before realising why. His entire face screams “I’m so sorry…”

And Dongsik oh my god. Even though we know he put them there I think this is the first time he properly grieved it, even if only a little.

He probably did it to bust the case back open again so he and the vicitims can get justice.

And fin. See you next ep!

#beyond evil #jwds #괴물 #kdrama #jtbc beyond evil #han juwon #lee dongsik

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jokeringcutio · 5 months

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I didn't know if you take asks or not, new to your blog. But I just wanted to ask something about your recent fic the stepdad William, pregnancy one.

(And in no way am I trying to get you to change the story to how you want it to go)

But I was curious, if through everything the reader goes through what would Williams reaction be if she decided to run away. Obviously she won't want to hurt her mom and she might try and reach out to her mother after a bit. But maybe one night it gets to much to see him coddling readers mom about her pregnancy and ignore her around the mom so she decides to skip to a friend's or something that might be far from the house, and makes sure to tell the police about running off so they don't write a missing person report if anyone went to the police about her whereabouts. Just curious about your thoughts on this.

Oh, Anon, that is such a wonderful plotline💜, I hadn't even thought of that.

Also: Welcome to my blog, always feel free to poke me. I enjoy talking to mutuals :)

First things first, My stepdad drabbles are mostly stand-alone snippets. Though some can be seen as following up on each other :3 So I can write any situation I want.

Second of all, yep, two more drabbles are coming up this week that link to the pregnancy one. So strap in👀. And yes, I now desperately want to write your suggestion. But here are some thoughts:

If Reader ran away, * Mom would be devastated.

And let's be honest, William would be too. 👀 So there's that to consider, mentally. I think Reader will be aware of that and knowing you'll hurt your mom, while she is already overly emotional. Well... * Then there's William to consider. Want to upset him? Possibly yes. Though Reader might also be scared of angering him/going against his will. In my mind, even when he is a horrible ass to the Reader, Stepdad William Afton is smitten with Reader in his own way and probably prefers what they have over what he has with the mom. Whether it is purely based on power and control, sexual attraction, or actual love. I like to canon the idea that William would want to keep Reader near.

Ah sweetie... look at that face of Daddy... You're not gonna run away from that? Or are you 👀 MUAHAHAHAH

* If we take William as the man who actually rejoices in the idea of having a kid with Reader, possibly hid her contraceptives in hopes of her falling pregnant, or having some kind of twisted breeding kink... well.... Whatever it is. William will be very angry if Reader leaves. And phew... prepare for that! * Next item on the list, where will you go? Can Reader risk scurrying the streets? Do you have a friend to crash at? But for how long?Practical little details and risks to calculate. Plus, Reader will be pregnant. And though some will have little difficulties while in that state, others will be too tired, too sick, suffering from complications, etc. So you're taking risks here and adding even more stress and worry to your mind. But suppose you leave in an emotional rush, suppose you have that friend to stay at. Then we arrive to the next, and most thrilling part:

* Informing the police. OH YES. If you do this, what will you tell them? Because I can guarantee you, if I write this, they will notice the pregnant tummy. And then? Would you lie and say you got knocked up by a random boy from school/study and your parents are mad about it? [ Shielding Afton's reputation but leaving him wielding power over you?] Or, would you honestly tell them you are carrying your stepdad's child? Because in the latter, think of what kind of effect it will have on him.

[ Risking him being seen as a criminal with possible jail time ahead pending, we can take this as far as we want to, anon. As far as we want >D. In his best case, you can defend that things have been mutual and he just gets to hear to stay away from you.] William's reputation... wow.... The neighborhood finding out your little secret. 👀

So MANY possibilities, Anon, I just afshgafahagh So, to answer a short question long, This is such an interesting angle and I love to hear your opinions on it. I feel tempted to write a scenario where Reader legs it whilst carrying stepdad's child. Think of all the drama and angst that we could have. And then, which way shall we go? Is it just ordinary but pervy stepdad Afton? Or will it be more canonical killer!Afton who is your daddy? I mean, the world is our oyster. Anon :3 Love you. Thank you for interacting and sharing your mind with me.

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aheathen-conceivably · 1 year

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Hey Alexis. I have to say your Darlington legacy is amazing and Zelda is the cutest and I love her story, and omg don't get me started on Antoine. I want to start the decades challenge myself, I’ve tried and failed before, but reading your story is making me want to do it. BUT, how? I’m not asking for a long detailed explanation, but more like your top 5 ways or something, you used to start it? Mods, cas-blogs, etc? And only if you got the time and of course want to share it with us/me?<3

Hello, there! Thank you so much for the kind words! And I’m incredibly glad to help. The Decades Challenge is a bit of a beast compared to other sims gameplay. It takes a little more research, effort, and organization to make it really enjoyable. So if I can push a few people deeper into historical sims life I’m happy to do so 😉

A key point before we get in resources below the cut (because prepare for paragraphs babes), how do you want to play the decades challenge? Do you want to stick to the original challenge? Do a version with more realistic aging? Just play casually for the gameplay? Have a meticulous storyline planned out (ahem 👀)?

In case it isn’t super clear, I’m not playing the decades challenge anymore. I have used it as a jumping off point for storytelling. Truly, I play the game very little. Usually I try to recreate the story posts in gameplay for myself but I do not try to achieve any of the challenge goals or gameplay rules (although I do have my own rules).

For this reason, I am not the best resource on gameplay mods. There are some mods that I’m dimly aware of that make the challenge more fun, like those by @janesimsten and this mod which I used a lot in the 1900s.

That being said, there is a lot of freedom in the the historical simblr community to craft the experience that you want. You can always try one idea and change it as you go. When I started the Darlingtons it was meant to be about 50/50 gameplay/storytelling with randomized death rolls and challenge goals. Then, I realized what I enjoyed and leaned further into that. I think this is the key to sticking with the challenge, because otherwise it’ll just feel like checking off boxes and you’ll give up sometime around 1900.

So without further ado, let’s get on down below the cut:

First and foremost, and I cannot stress this enough, start a mod organization system from day one. Playing historically requires a good deal of CC and if you don’t organize at the beginning, it gets very very difficult to sort stuff out later. This can easily make historical simming overwhelming and frankly, unenjoyable. I personally would start with a clean mods folder. Keep this separate from your regular (modern) mods as well. I have three mods folders, one for regular (modern) gameplay, one for building vanilla, and one for the Darlingtons.

For the Darlingtons, I have everything organized by mods, CAS, and then BB. Within these folders I organize by decade. That way when I enter a new decade it is easier to pull things in or out. I also have a folder on my desktop for subsequent decades CC, so if I ever find anything that isn’t easy to save on my Pinterest (more on that later), I download it then and there, and put it into the appropriate folder. Then when I hit a new decade I already have a bit of a CC collection going.

Now for finding CC, I am really not the best resource on BB stuff. I just don’t download a lot of it, and what I do is usually super specific or things that I see others using regularly. There are a couple of pieces of mainstay BB CC that I use consistently, and I’ll be glad to point you in the direction of those if you see something you’re interested in. However I don’t really have a central resource on BB they way that I do for CAS. So without further ado (because CAS is really why we’re here for historical simming, isn’t it?)….

Lookbooks, lookbooks, lookbooks. Seriously. Pixelnrd’s lookbooks we’re one of my first references, and I find them so helpful that they’re the reason I started to make my own. Just looking at a couple lookbooks can be much quicker and easier than scrolling through pages and pages of CC. But if you’re willing to go a little deeper down the rabbit hole, @twentiethcenturysims has truly made the resource to end all recourses. Their CC is categorized by decade for easy scrolling, and they also have a lookbook tag if you prefer to get your CC that way.

Now, and this is a personal one, I have used Pinterest SO much for this legacy I cannot even stress it enough. I have two boards: one for poses and one for CC. The poses one is a whole different beast, so if you ever want an answer for poses and storytelling please send one. But I’ll refrain from diving down that rabbit hole right now too.

My Pinterest CC board is organized like my mods folder, by decades. I also have a board for BB, general mod finds, hair, and (this one helps me a lot) CC that I have already downloaded so when I do lookbooks or get a WCIF, the link is already there for me.

These boards serve two purposes. Whenever I find a piece of CC that I like, I do not have to download it immediately. I save it to the appropriate decades board and it’s there, waiting for me, whenever I reach that era. This makes the hunt way easier, and also makes me SUPER excited to get to the next decade because I already have CC that I can see the characters in.

Secondly, Pinterest is an amazing resource in and of itself. Once it “learns” what you’re looking for, Pinterest will pull CC from all over the internet, including stuff that I’ve never seen in people’s lookbooks or the resources listed above. Then it’s an easy click to save this link for myself for later.

So scrolling through Pinterest then turns into a sort of inspiration board as well. This is a broader point regarding the tendency of people to quit the decades challenge: find what inspires you to do it and what makes you excited for the next decades.

For me, part of this is the storyline and seeing my characters reach the next plot that I’ve written for them. But much simpler, it’s the clothes! I’ve always been into fashion history and historical CC is actually how I found this community in the first place. So often if I’m tired out with writing or editing I’ll just go look through Pinterest for new stuff or scroll through my historical inspiration blog (which is linked in my pinned post if you’d like to check it out).

But above all, honestly, just don’t take it too seriously. Sometimes I see rather stringent calls for fashion accuracy or anachronisms but like…it’s your game. Start whenever you’d like, play however you’d like, for as long as you’d like. Hopefully this just gives you a bit of a framework for making that happen ❤️

#ask #answered #probably about 4x the answer that was necessary 😅#but y’all know me #why use two words when 10 will also work?#WCIF #resources

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theteabush · 2 years

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Romeo And Juliet|Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Warnings: Sexual Tension!!! Slight smut, but no sex. Just neck kisses, licks, chest kisses, shirtless Eddie (i don't think that's a warning 👀), romance, Explicit language, MCI 16+ pls i know y'all horny teenagers but goddammit 😭, insomnia ig but not really,friends to lovers, mention of skipped meals (no ED), pet names,random praise words.

Summary: Eddie find himself climbing up on your window at night

♡♡♡

It was already late at night, and your mind flew from memory to memory from today's classes to today's lunch, Hellfire meeting, even the walk on your way home. Your room was silent. So silent that you could hear the slight ring in your ear that was bothering you when you tried to fall asleep. The clock from your desk indicates 02:26 AM. You were wearing your Hellfire shirt only, and a pair of black panties that weren't fully covered by the shirt. It wasn't that long.

"Goddammit"

It was past your bedtime, but you couldn't care less. It seems like the dream world didn't want to show up as much as you tried to force it into your mind. It was stressing you out,it became a habit to stay up all night long, looking like a total corpse in the morning, passing your days like this over and over again like it was no big deal. Nothing bothered you, actually. There's no specific reason for your insomnia, you just found it hard to fall asleep. Or maybe there were your thoughts that were keeping you awake at night..perhaps today's Hellfire meeting?

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You and the other Hellfire Club members watched your dungeon master in silence,glancing at each other with eyes only like you were talking,but no sound needed. They quickly realised he's in a bad mood, or just tired. Either way, he shall not be disturbed from his quiet thoughts. You truly disliked his quietness, his coldness and his emptiness. Although Eddie was probably lost in his own mind, Gareth and Jeff would silently whisper to each other as you watched them scared, like Eddie might snap or just yell at them to shut up, but in the end, this was a Dungeons And Dragons club. Not a 'stay silent' club. So you looked at the long haired boy and spoke softly

"Dungeon Master,is there anything bothering you? Perhaps we could talk—" you took a little break, then added "—we also have to play. It's a special battle tonight, just like you said"

respectfully closed your mouth after that, and watched Eddie. Then his hair. His face. His hands, his lips, his eyes. You were nervous of what he was gonna answer. They all were. Dustin was visibly freaking out, making hand signs to shut the fuck up, which, in return, he earned just a pair of (y/e/c) rolling at him.

Eddie's eyes were following you as you scoffed at Dustin, making him smirk a little, but it quickly went away as you turned your gaze on him. He remained silent, locked away from his club. He was psychically present with everyone, but his mind was far away from reality, buried deep down in his thoughts. No one knows what he was thinking about. Not even him. He was just lost.

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"Bullshit" you groaned, rolling on your stomach and covering your head with one of your pillows. He was bullshit, your feelings were bullshit, everything was bullshit. You don't even know why he acted that way towards everyone from the club. He was acting like a total cold hearted freak to you too, which never happened. You were always his sweetheart, best friend that could count on everytime something was wrong. But it seems like he had forgotten that because today everything went downhill at the end of the meeting. He did not offer you a ride home, like he usually does. He didn't use any of the pet names on you anymore. It was like 'Doll' and 'Sweetheart' suddenly left his vocabulary.

It was killing you on the inside, not knowing what was happening with your Eddie. The club was the only one aware of your crush on him, but not Eddie. He was oblivious of the love that you were holding for him. Maybe one of them accidentally told him your feelings? Maybe that's why he was acting weird. Maybe that's why he was so distant. All these thoughts made you squeeze your eyes shut, not wanting to be true.

Suddenly, a soft knock came out of nowhere. You raised your head from the dead, looking at your window. It was him. You got up from your comfort zone while rolling your eyes, still holding the fluffy pillow above you head, and unlocked the window for him.

"Easy there, Romeo. Don't make a mess"

He chuckled at your Romeo and Juliet statement, taking a look at you once he was fully inside your room. There was no shame in what you were wearing, since it was just Eddie. Long time best friend,he has seen you without pants since forever. He bowed down, whispering a sweet "My apologies for being late, my Juliet".

"What the fuck are you doing here? It's past midnight" you whispered-shouted to him, throwing your pillow on your bed. He watched you rambling about him being here,how your parents are gonna kill both of you if they find out, moving around your room with your hands in the air. He was simply smiling. Only if you knew how he felt about you. Once you're done, you sit on your bed, slamming another pillow on your face, adjusting your breath.

"Are you done?" he laughed, joining you on your bed. You glare at him with your famous death stare,squeezing your eyes a little and then replied. "Yes, I'm done". He shakes his head, laying down while you were sitting and watched him moving around making himself comfortable in your bed. He no longer had his shirt on, which made your cheeks to flutter a pink-ish shade of embarrassment. (he has a back tattoo y'all don't die👀)

It's been a while since you and Eddie had a sleepover, and seeing him scattered in your sheets made your heart melt.

Moments of silence settled in your bedroom, thinking he might've fallen asleep already. Maybe he was just a tired baby all day long, and you made all those stupid scenarios thinking about the worst. But he was just resting his tired eyes.

"What's up with you?" Eddie curiously asked, not opening his eyes. You turned your head in his direction, hugging the pillow to your chest. You didn't dare to make any sounds, or open your mouth to say something. You had no intention in answering his question, because no lie, good or bad, could cover up your dark circles from under your eyes. You turned your head again, not facing Eddie anymore. Your gaze went down to your hands that were holding on the pillow and sigh.

"I watched you, (Y/N). Something's wrong, I know it—" Eddie's eyes shot open, letting a soft groan escape as he moved his body to get up. You were stuck in your position, eyes not going anywhere but your crossed legs that were slightly twitching as you felt his hands griping on your arms. He sat down behind you, his head resting on your right shoulder and closed his eyes again.

Suddenly, the heat in your cheeks became more and more visible, from a pink-ish color to a red-ish color, hoping he won't see that. Even if it was dark. Your heart was alarmed, thinking it might jump out of your chest, running away from everything that involved Eddie.

Using his hand, he was gently stroking on one of your thighs, listening to your heavy breathing. It's like you were begging God to help you sink in your bed and never come back unless you were ready to. You hoped no club member told Eddie about your sentiments, but it was like the boy behind you read your thoughts.

"Gareth told me something—" you gulped, closing your eyes in embarrassment. 'That son of a bitch' you thought to yourself. "—a secret that he found out by just looking at you during lunch"

He found out. You were right. Gareth told him everything, and that's the reason he has been acting distant with you during Dungeons And Dragons campaign. Gareth was the only one who knew about the fantasies of you and Eddie, the dreams you had, and the thoughts that were randomly invading your head during classes and lunch breaks.He found out about your crush on h—

"You were skipping meals"

Oh.

Phew.

"Am i right, Sweetheart?" you nod your head slowly, opening your mouth to speak. "It was only today, i promise you. I wasn't hungry" you tried to protest. You were calm, no hard feelings about the situation. But of course you were at peace knowing Gareth still kept your secrets unknown from Eddie. "All day long? But, darling, what happened with your eyes? Are you not resting well?"

Shit. Now what you gonna do? Tell him the real reason of your lack of sleep? Absolutely not. It wouldn't be right to just tell your best friend 'Yea, i have troubles sleeping because you're always in my mind and i can't tell you shit because fuck's sake, Eddie, we're best friends." Totally not a good idea.

"I-I've been having nightmares lately..." you came up with this excuse,thinking it was good enough to convince him. Eddie moved your hair out of his way with his ringed fingers, listening to your stuttering lies. He was touching your neck slowly, watching you from behind.

"Really? What kind of nightmares?" he questioned,moving closer to your neck, feeling his hot breath on you. Your chest felt so heavy, which caused you to lean on his touch just a little more. You took a deep breath and continued.

"You know, basic nightmares with monsters, ghosts, demons hunting me down" Eddie softly squeezes your thigh, making you confused on what's happening. What the fuck was happening?

"Yea? Well... That's not what Gareth told me, y'know" his lips now inches away from your skin. "He told me about some beautiful dreams you had with someone". Gareth. I'll fucking kill him when i see him. Fucking traitor.

"He also told me about some feelings. Do you know what he was talking about?" you hummed a soft 'nu uh', trying to control the knots in your stomach that were forming right there, right now.

"Fuck. How can you be so cruel? Sweetheart, i thought we don't keep secrets from each other, remember? Hmm?" He hummed.

You were so fucked up. Thinking that maybe passing out wouldn't be a bad idea in this moment,right?

"But look at you. Lying to me thinking it's gonna fool me, hm? Like it's gonna work, am i right? Let me tell you something, darling." he moved his lips —leaving your neck in despair— right next to your ear and whispered. "Today i was distant because of the news that Gareth had shared with me before Hellfire. (Y/N), you have no idea what you're doing to me" then kissed your neck.

They were slow, wet, burning hot kisses, just like in your fantasies. But better. So much better. Your body wasn't under your control anymore, because it started moaning on its own forgetting about your parents that were sleeping next door. Eddie covered your mouth with his hand, stopping for a while from kissing you.

"Now, Sweetheart. We don't want your parents to hear you, don't we? Be a good girl and go silent for me, will ya?" you nodded. He left your mouth free again, moving his hand now under your shirt, right on your hips. "E-Eddie.." you felt his wet tongue exploring your neck, twisting your head slowly to him so he could get more of you.

"Mhm. That's right, doll. Whisper my name like you worship it'' Eddie felt aroused at the thought of you being finally his. Finally hearing your gasps when he touched you. It was like a dream coming true, because in fact, you have no idea how much he was fantasising about you before knowing the damn truth Gareth spat today.

"I love you"

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It was safe for you to say that that night was something special for both of you. Because the next day, you two were walking down the school's hallway, hand in hand, earning thousands of glares and whispers from others. Even teachers. But you were proud to say that, Eddie Munson, the freak of the school, was your boyfriend.

Now it was time to find Gareth.

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sowthetide · 2 months

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Thank you for replying! This is the List anon from earlier.

1) I am still rotating Quenlyn in my head. Lately, I have been imagining her dropped into one of those panfandom games on Dreamwidth, because Quen learning her 'canonical' fate would be tragic and dramatic. Not too mention the reactions of the canon characters.

I suspect that discovering that the basically entire North would condone her torture and enslavement would make Quen want to take Asha up on her offer of escape. And even if she trusts her Robb, learning that he would be capable of allowing it would be extremely disturbing.

2) Killing Euron would be a fun bonding activity for the Stark-Greyjoy-Harlaws. Just putting that out there.

Alannys and Aeron's scene was so sad already, but then I realized that she doesn't know what happened to her sort-of son. And so it was even worse!

Thanks again!

Hello again! It's always lovely to hear from y'all ❤️ I am always turning Quen around in my mind like a rotisserie chicken. We are kin in that.

#1 It's so good to know I'm not crazy, cause I'm also always putting Quen in Scenarios, including incredibly meta scenarios with her ironborn ancestors/future descendants, or just thinking about what Theon+Quen would make of each other. (I've also very seriously considered where Quen/Theon would fall in terms of the "Would You Fuck Your Clone?" question. No comment.)

Quen learning about her canonical fate would be straight-up diabolical, especially Robb's ambivalence about it. To be fair to Robb, Theon did betray him personally and "murder" his brothers, so he's totally allowed to want Theon dead as hell. That said, Robb does not seem particularly bothered about Theon being tortured during his captivity, as evidenced by the piece of skin that Roose gives Catelyn. While Robb begins the series as sensitive, hot-headed, stressed, grieving, etc., duty is always the death of love. Kingship corrupts, and it ate away at Robb the boy until there was nothing left. Robb the boy fears for and misses his sisters, but King Robb cannot trade Jaime for Sansa. Kingship as a burden, a condemnation, always hits for me ngl.

I also recently responded to some meta about Theon & Robb on my other (generally pretty unserious) blog, specifically about the Wildling Incident and the power dynamic between them. This gets addressed in Sow the Tide, but it's something that Robb himself has to grapple with, something that he has to face/fully acknowledge/do the work on. Quen is Very Much Aware of the difference in power between them, but Robb slowly comes to understand it too, in a way that canonical ACOK Robb never did.

#2 It would, wouldn't it? 👀 I won't lie, Euron is probably one of my favorite characters in asoiaf, just because he's just so fucked. Sinister and bizarre (and honestly pretty funny), and of course deeply, deeply evil. I thought it would be hilarious if he genuinely, completely flopped at the kingsmoot. In Sow the Tide, he isn't even the one to kick off the insane bloodbath! For all that Euron stokes chaos/sows discord on the Iron Islands, it quickly becomes apparent that he doesn't have as tight a leash on the ironborn as he thought. He very much sees the ironborn as a means to an end/beneath him, and he doesn't concern himself with any of their history or petty grievances (which comes back to bite him, specifically the murder of Sawane Botley). Euron's not a god (not yet at least lol. Fingers crossed for TWOW!), and the ironborn have got their own shit going on.

It's kinda sad that Alannys and Aeron don't seem to have much of a relationship at all in canon, as I think they have a lot of potential! I went with the lower estimate for Aeron's age (making him around 30), so he would be born around the same time as Rodrik Greyjoy. In the canon that exists in my head (co-developed with goddcoward), Alannys' mother (Gillayne Farwynd) died/disappeared mysteriously sometime before Alannys married Balon, so Balon's mother, Quellon's unnamed Sunderly wife, was something of a mother figure to her.

I believe it was goddcoward who came up with the name "Ygraine", but we had a great time coming up with ironborn names together (with some invaluable input from Ashen_Onion!). Based on the few canonical female ironborn names we're given (chiefly, Alannys, Gwynesse, Gysella, and Helya), the letter "Y" is commonly used, so I kinda just went from there. So we've got Ygraine, Ysolde, Ynys, etc. (I've also got an 'Yngrid' hidden somewhere in the extended Iron Islands family trees I've been working on). Plus a lot of the other female ironborn names I (partially) made up use a "Y": Marys, Brinfryd, Edythe, Alyce. It mirrors the preponderance of "Q" male names among the ironborn: Quellon, Qhored, Qhorin, Qhorwyn, Qarl, Qarlon, etc.

You can tell I've thought about some of this stuff way too much. Like, I noticed that "Pinchface" Jon Myre had an unusually plain, non-ironborn-ish name (Jon), so I made up the bit about him and Jessamyn Myre (one of my random ironborn lady OCs) both having riverland mothers. I also wonder if thralls give their freeborn (grand)children more traditionally "ironborn" names so they're better able to mesh with/rise in ironborn society (for instance, Qarl the Maid). But I'm already rambling, so I'll stop there lol.

Anyway, thank you for dropping by! I always love asks ❤️

#ask #now i need to actually finish this biomed article review before i quite literally die. and i really need to work on chapter 40. HELP #send more asks y'all are amazing and i am RAVENOUS!!!!!!

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