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zvtara-was-never-canon · 3 months

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Can you give examples of Aang showing Empathy? Oh wait, you can't.

Actually, I can - because unlike you, I base my opinion of the characters on the actual stuff that happened in the story, not the bad faith takes dumb people on the internet come up with.

Zuko literally only survived past book 1 because Aang was the ONLY person amongst the heroes that gave a single fuck about his well-being. Aang offered to be FRIENDS with him as early as episode 13, even though this dude is trying to kidnap him.

In the first damn episode we see him realize and try to remedy Katara's struggle with no longer being able to act like a kid and have fun. He wants to travel with her so SHE gets to learn waterbending. He willingly lets Zuko take him into his ship because he understood that a conflict could lead to the people of the water tribe getting hurt or killed.

In Warriors of Kyoshi he apologizes to Katara for letting all the praise and admiration go to this head. He makes sure to put out the fires Zuko and his crew started in Suki's village.

He tries to help remedy the Hei-Bai situation, even though he is unsure of himself and even scared, because he knows he is the only one that has any chance of helping - and the thing that allows him to connect with Hei-Bai is the fact that he is ALSO upset about the destruction the Fire Nation has caused AND hopeful that the world would eventually heal.

He thinks Jet is awesome because he wants to help people that are being oppressed by the Fire Nation - and then is horrified when he finds out his intension is to "free" them by killing everyone

He wants to help the two rival groups not only safely cross the Great Divide, but also stop hating each other.

He confesses that he hid the map to Hakoda because Bato, Katara and Sokka are showing how much they appreciate and trust him and he feels unworthy of it after what he did because he knows it'd hurt him if the roles were reversed.

He is so devastated by the fact that he ACCIDENTALLY hurt Katara that he swears to never firebend again. He is also able to recognize the same principle behind his mistake in Zhao's fighting style, allowing him to win the battle against the bastard.

He accepts the fact that the Northern Air Temple is now occupied by people who not only don't belong to his culture but also don't understand it and unknowingly destroyed something sacred to him (and that one of them had been forced to make weapons for the Fire Nation) because these people have nowhere else to go and he doesn't want them to suffer.

He is furious at Pakku for refusing to teach Katara waterbending, because he knows how much it'd mean to her and how unfair it is that she can't learn it just because of her gender.

He is so devastated by the death of the Moon Spirit that the Ocean Spirit latches onto him to avenge it and save the day - and the leve of destruction it causes haunts Aang, even though the violence was against his enemies. And still, he tries to go into the Avatar state again because people are dying and he can't accept that.

After the fall of Omashu, he wants to rescue Bumi, not because he needs a teacher, but because they're friends.

He felt empathy for Toph when she was explaining to her parents how lonely and unappriacted their over-protection made her feel.

He and Katara both feel bad for snapping at Toph during "The Chase" and wanted to apologize for not understanding that being part of a group was a radical change to her, even though she had refused to even try. He also didn't have a problem with fighting alongside Zuko and Iroh against Azula, AND he looked concerned when Iroh was injured.

After Katara comments on the fact he called Toph Sifu but not her, he calls her Sifu while bowing, to show that he respects her both as his master and friend.

The hopelessness and downright depression he was feeling after Appa was stolen only starts healing because he saw a couple being happy with their newborn baby - the same couple he decided to help cross the Serpent's Pass, even though he and his friends had just been allowed to take a much safer route to Ba Sing Se.

His understanding and sympathy towards Jet, even after everything the guy did, was so strong that it freed him from literal brainwashing.

He doesn't want to push his love for Katara aside to gain power because he cares about her too much - and then does it anyway because, even though not making her his main focus 24/7 offers the risk of her being hurt, him neglecting his mission guarantees she'll get hurt.

He is devastated to learn that the world thinks he is dead because he knows he was everyone's last hope - and yet in the end he still accepts the burden of failure because he understood that, at that moment, everyone would be safer if no one else knew he was still alive.

He goes to a Fire Nation school and bonds with the kids, wanting to give them a taste of freedom and joy, as well as trying to understand what the war is like from their perspective. The same episode also has him pull Katara for a dance because he noticed she was feeling left out.

The boy felt empathy for, and understood the mistakes of, both Ruko and Sozin. SOZIN. Aang could see the humanity in the monster that is responsible for him losing his entire culture and everyone he loved.

When Zuko spoke about wanting to control his impulses so he wouldn't accidentally hurt anyone, Aang explicitly connected with that struggle and saw them being teacher and student as fate, and Zuko agreed because that's how deep their connection was.

Aang is not happy about Katara wanting to murder a man, but he still lets her take Appa on her mission and is not disapproving when she ultimately spares the guy but does not forgive him and makes it clear she never will.

He feels empathy for freaking Ozai, to the point that refuses to kill the guy - even as he has the balls to say that Aang's family, his people, deserved to die. He spared that guy - but only after he had a way to do that without it meaning the death of more innocents. Aang, the pacifist, was going to turn his back on everything he believed in just to avoid more human suffering.

So yeah, miss me with your bullshit and don't come back until your brain is developed enough to understand a cartoon aimed at kindergarterners.

#anti zutara #pro aang

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zyana-wyvern · 4 months

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The Lion and the Wolf

I've always wanted to commission my dear friend @nananarc with a larger, full color art, but never really found the right time. Until this autumn when I was taken over and swept in the Baldur's Gate 3 whirlwind. I really wanted to play casually this time! I swear! It was supposed to be a quick run, see what the fuss has been about these past two (three?) years and then back to regular business.

Didn’t plan a hyperfixation of this magnitude, and definitely didn’t plan (though feared and slightly expected it (つ ͡ꈍ ͜ʖ̫ ͡ꈍ )) a new pixel romance.

This is just part of regular, though perpetually surprising “this won’t turn into a hiperfixation, and other hilarious things you tell yourself”.

What Na did here is basically a full javelin to the heart. A Greataxe straight to the head!;)))

The contrast between their clothes, her fragile, flimsy shift and his rough elven armor, the way they seem to be in the middle of a whirlwind, in the eye of a storm, how her hair tangles around him and his cape around her, the bright, golden light behind them and of course the animals representing each, but their roles reversed. Her wolf golden and howling, and his lion downtrodden, beaten and pale in the background. I didn’t even tell you to do this, but you read their relationship so well because it is defined by this balance, this dance of who’s in control and they both are in different ways.

You’re awesome and lovely and such a hard worker. Also wonderful to commission, even though you were sometimes tired and I was feeling guilty for being a nag.

I hope someday to draw a fanart for you, of your Zburator.;) I will throw that to the ever growing pile of things to do.

Thank you once more and may we thrive in hiperfixations. ♥️🖤

Bonus point for whoever recognizes where the armor is from. Hint: it’s not from Baldur’s Gate!;)

#bg3 fanart #bg3 #bg3 astarion #baldur's gate 3 #astarion #astarion ancunin #baldur's gate iii #baldur’s gate 3 fanart #nanart fanart #nanart #astarion sunday #oc: idunn #oc: idunn of tar nordho #otp: heart of the sun

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 4 months

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AITA for not giving my brother my old gaming consoles?

So I (28m) love video games. Nintendo's handheld consoles in particular (I also own my parents old '98 computer and some of the PC games). They were a crucial part of my childhood and I strived to save every console and game that I could, and still keep them now for sentimental value and the sake of preserving them. My brother (30m) was never really into video games, but because we came from a lower class family, the gaming consoles and all subsequent games were typically gifted to "the whole family" and by extention, my brother, as he was the older child, but they all ended up becoming mine in the end, as I was the only one who would use them beyond the first week of owning them.

As we got older, my brother lost all interest in video games, so games started to get gifted to me directly, while the consoles remained "for the family". None of them were ever "officially" handed over to me, except for my father handing me his old grey Gameboy and going "here, you like this more than me" (that Gameboy and the Metroid game in it are my ultimate treasure). But again, I was the only one who cared about them, so everything I could beg my parents to not sell got added to my collection.

Now that we're all adults and my brother has kids and said kids are now old enough for video games (both are 6yo) they both have taken an interest. Which is awesome! I let my niece and nephew play on my Switch when they come over, and sometimes they watch me play games on my PC. They also have tablets that they play games on too, so there's no shortage of access, and my SIL is thinking about getting a Switch for at home (they love Kirby).

Just a month ago though, my brother randomly asked me for "his consoles back". When I asked why, he told me it was because he wanted to give them to his kids. When I asked which ones, he wanted them all. From the grey Gameboy up to the Gamecube.

I flat out told him no. First off, the Gamecube was sold in a yard sale after my parents "persuaded" me to let them sell it. The Gamecube I own now was gifted by a friend, so that one is 100% mine. My brother doesn't believe me on that. Second, none of these handheld consoles are being made anymore, they can be hard to find depending on where you are, and the price of the games for them are even higher. I love my niece and nephew, but they are little kids, and it would be devestating to see or hear that one of those old consoles got snapped in half or crushed. Also, again, these consoles are my entire childhood. These are the ones I held in my hands as a kid, and those games are the ones I had for years, and contained my save files on them. They mean way too much to me.

My brother got mad at me, claiming that I'm being selfish and that I can just "buy another one online" and that "they sit in a storage bin all the time", and got even angrier when I asked him why HE couldn't just buy them online. We apparently are on the same page that these consoles hold sentimental value to us, but I'm having a hard time seeing his side of it when he barely touched them.

He hasn't brought it up since, but apparently my brother's been complaining to our parents because my mother called me a few days ago to tell me that I am being selfish and to "just give him the games already". She hates seeing us fight and tends to pick the side of the kid that complains to her first, so IDK if I believe her. My dad doesn't care, and my SIL thinks spending the money on a Switch would be money better spent.

I do feel a little bad, I know I would be steaming mad if the roles were reversed, but I just do not see how he suddenly cares so much about these consoles all of a sudden, and I absolutely do not trust that he would make sure his kids are careful with them.

So, AITA? Am I being selfish? I already was thinking about letting my niece and nephew try out the old consoles when they're older and I get them all set up in a proper display case, I just do not want to lose ownership of these consoles. I already lost the Gamecube, Wii, and so many games (including PC games) to my parents "convicining me" to sell them. I don't want to lose any more.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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sorcerersandskillusers · 3 months

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Maki has the potential to be the ultimate counter to Sukuna right now. Here's how she might play a big role in his defeat.

For ages, I thought Maki was a terrible match up for Sukuna, but after rereading some of the manga, I realised how she could counter almost all of his abilities if the good guys played their card right.

How she can seriously hurt Sukuna:

Sukunas reversed curse technique is so broken that there is almost no way to really damage him, he has more cursed energy than anyone else in the verse and since he was refreshed by incarnating the chances of him running out are pretty tiny.

But there is one thing we know reversed curse technique can't heal. Damage to the soul

It's stated twice in the manga that Sukuna can't heal Mahitos Idle Transfiguration, a technique that attacks the soul directly.

And Maki just so happens to have a weapon that can cut the soul of its target, in fact this is even pointed out in the manga.

Since Gege points this out himself, I feel like there is some real grounds to say Maki might be able to really damage Sukuna.

How Maki would survive Dismantle and Cleave.

Other than the fact we see characters like Kusakabe, Higaruma and Yuji taking hits from dismantle and cleave, (all characters that should be way less durable than Maki).

I think there's solid evidence that Maki could even doge these attacks before they hit her, even though the slashes are invisible we see Mahoraga deflect one, meaning they do travel to hit their target and could be dodged.

How would Maki see them coming?

It's shown that characters like Maki, Toji and Daido can see invisible things by seeing how they affect the space around them, so her seeing Sukunas slashes makes sense.

How would she survive Sukunas domain?

Since Sukunas domain target inanimate objects with no cursed energy as well as sorcerer's, it's one of the few that Maki isn't immune too, so how would she survive?

Well there is one thing we've seen able to dispel domain expansions and can be used freely only by someone like Maki.

The Inverted Spear of Heaven!

Toji dispels this cursed spirit's innate domain by bringing out the Inverted Spear.

bUt goJO DesTrOyeD iT

No, Tengen says Gojo either sealed it or destroyed it, we don't know which

While Gojo definitely wouldn't want the higher ups to know about a weapon that could counter him, I don't think he would destroy something as unique and valuable as the spear. He probably hid it somewhere, only he could get it.

In the time between Gojo getting unsealed and his fight with Sukuna, I think it's fully possible he would retrieve the spear and give it to Maki, seeing how she had awakened and knowing how well Toji used it.

If he did give it to her, and Sukuna tries to open his domain, it would collapse as long as the blade is exposed to it.

Finally, how would she get close enough to strike?

As much as I love Maki, she is not on Sukuna's level of speed and in a one on one fight she would never get close enough to hit him, but if he was distracted by a bigger target, then she could land a sneak attack since she's basically undetectable.

And who's a better distraction then Yuta Okkotsu, he is constantly described as having overwhelming cursed energy and with Rika manifested that's only going to be more extreme.

Sukuna doesn't have the Six Eyes and remember Gojo was the only person to ever notice Toji when he was standing behind him, I think that while Yuta holds off Sukuna there is a perfect opportunity for Maki to land a clean hit with the Soul Split Katana.

Maki is the only heavy hitter that's been completely absent from the Sukuna fight so far, and I really hope Gege uses her to her full potential here, since he loves Toji comparisons a parallel to this shot would be awesome to see

I don't think Maki will be the one to defeat Sukuna, that has to be Yuji, but I hope she gets to at least do some serious damage that lets Yuji have an actual fighting chance.

Of course Gege could pull some bullshit "I had a perfect counter to this from 1000 Years ago" again, but I hope he doesn't

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen theory #jujutsu kaisen prediction #jjk #jjk theory #jjk theories #jjk maki #maki zenin #maki #jujutsu kaisen maki #jujutsu kaisen analysis #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #jujustu kaisen manga #jjk manga spoilers #jjk manga #jujutsu kaisen spoilers

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frost-queen · 5 months

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Reversed roles (Reader x Jeremiah Valeska)

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Summary: Reader is Jeremiah's therapist at Arkham. When the roles are reversed it is time for Jeremiah to be in charge and do whatever he likes with you.

“Ah Y/n!” – Jeremiah called out upon seeing you enter the room. You gave him a soft glare as he lowered his enthusiasm. – “Ma’am.” - he expressed in a deep voice trying to be half funnily. Taking a deep breath you pulled the chair back. Jeremiah came leaning his elbow on the table, resting his knuckles under his chin.

“I’ve missed you doctor.” – he said as you sat down. – “Then you are the first.” – you told him looking for a pen in your pockets. He chuckled with a wide smile. – “Normally people hate therapy.” – you continued taking out a pen. – “I like you doctor.” – he responded all cheeky.

It made you quirk your eyebrow at him. – “This isn’t a playdate Mr. Valeska.” – you reminded him. – “It could be?” – he answered. You looked around the small pale room. – “Very romantic.” – you said sarcastically. Jeremiah leaned back in his chair, moving his hands behind his head. – “We can make it very romantic.” – he suggested glancing down at his own lap.

Almost inviting you over to come over and sit on it. You flashed your eyes down unamused by his attempt. – “Auch doc.” – he outed sounding like a wounded puppy. Exhaling loud you lifted your head back up. – “Shall we begin Mr. Valeska?”

Jeremiah shrugged his shoulders. You clicked your pen with a quick quirk of your brow at his lack of co-operation. – “You keep requesting me here Mr. Valeska. Why if you are not motivated to take on my therapy.” – you said as he snorted loud. – “What you really think talking about my feelings will magically make me sane?” – he laughed it away.

“It could be a start.” – you proposed inviting him to start. Jeremiah lowered his arms, changing his posture in the chair. – “I am more of an actions first type of guy.” – he told you. You hummed intrigued scribbling down as you mumbled out loud enough to him.

“Violent.” – Jeremiah puffed loud at how you were keeping the charade of being his therapy doctor up. It bothered him that you weren’t giving him the attention he wanted from you. There was a reason he kept requesting you for therapy even though he never wanted it.

Manipulating the guards into having a change of heart when it wasn’t the case. They were just foolish enough to buy it. Jeremiah leaned over the table taking your notebook and tossing it behind him. The pages fluttered open before it hit the wall. Dropping down to the floor, some loose pages scattered around.

You leaned a bit to the side to look past him to your notebook. – “You owe me a notebook.” – you spoke. – “You owe me your attention.” – he responded mocking the dull tone in your voice. – “I’m paying you to be here so I get to decide what I do with you.” – he made clear. – “You don’t pay me at all. The asylum does.” – you stated with a sneer driving him wild.

Jeremiah started to clap, applauding you. – “You are one tough one to crack.” – he said with a silly smile on his lips. – “Finally common ground.” – you answered. Jeremiah got up, shoving his chair back. He pressed his hands firm on the steel table. You didn’t even flinch feeling his fierce eyes pierce at you.

You looked back at him with a tiny smile. – “Does my lack of attention make you angry?” – you asked him. He licked his lip brief, turning his head. Clearly bothered that you were spot on. – “I’ll take that as a yes.” – you filled in. He looked back at you with a silly grin. – “I want your attention, all of it.” – he spoke full of mischief.

“I want you to keep your eyes on me.” – he went on straightening his posture. You kept your eyes on him as he slowly moved around the table over to you. – “I want your devoted attention.” – he continued rounding your side. – “What will you have me do?” – you responded intrigued what his intentions with these sessions were.

He set his hands on the bars of your chair, letting the feet scrape over the floor as he turned you in the chair to him. It made you swallow soft, feeling your heart rate slightly pick up. Jeremiah bend down, leaning in closer. – “It’s my turn to tell you what to do doc.” – he said staring hungry at your eyes. – “Is that s…” – you couldn’t finish your sentence as he had grabbed your throat, pushing your head back. His grip caught you off guard, making you blink a few times to process his hand around your throat.

Jeremiah chuckled devious loosening his fingers around your neck. He let his hand slide down your neck to your chest. His eyes following his movement till they landed on your lap. He smiled. – “May I?” – he asked, sitting down without permission. You felt his weight on your thighs. The thumping of your heart beating through your muscles with his pressure. He exhaled loud looking up to the ceiling for a moment. His arms resting on your shoulders. – “Isn’t this nice doc?” – he asked not wanting to hear an answer.

You turned your head to the side, trying not to fall under his spell. It was so clear he was toying with you. Messing you up and manipulating you. He knew damn well how good looking he was. Knowing no woman could resist his charm. His gaze went down on you once more, seeing you were keeping your head away from him. Jeremiah clicked his tongue, grabbing you by your chin.

He swayed his finger in front of you. – “All your attention Y/n.” – he reminded you. He drew himself nearer letting his cheek brush against yours to reach your ear. – “I can do whatever I like with you.” – he whispered making you feel slightly intimidated and strangely attracted to it. – “There will be guards soon.” – you told him. You heard him breath out a chuckle by your ear. – “We still have twenty minutes, doll.” – he said out loud to send a wave of fear over you.

You swallowed nervously knowing he had his grip on you for another twenty minutes now. He moved his head back to look at you. – “Are you frightened?” – he let out. Strangely you weren’t. Shaking your head you let him know. Your gesture seemed to amuse him. – “Very well doll.” – he spoke as his thumb slid down your cheek. – “Now it is my time to give you therapy.” – he paused his thumb on your underlip, flashing his gaze down to it. – “Therapy of insanity.” – he filled in with a hushed voice.

With his thumb he forced your chin down, opening your mouth. Before you could response properly had he pressed his mouth onto yours. Slipping his tongue right in your mouth. Your eyes widened at the feeling of his tongue in your mouth. His tongue brushed up your upper teeth before he sucked it back in, closing his lips on yours. Kissing your lips roughly. Staining your lips with his sanity. A gentle pull on your hair made you join in. Unable to resist not joining the party. The hotness of his lips demanding your participation. Whatever game he was playing it seemed to affect you. Unable to stay away from it.

What’s wrong with me? You thought as you moved your hands around his neck, grabbing onto the back of his neck. Your chest pressed itself against him taking a bit of control back. Jeremiah released his lips from you with a smirk. – “Somone is eager.” – he teased. – “Shut up and kiss me.” – you demanded pushing his head closer to you. Wanting his hot lips on yours again.

You didn’t have to say that twice as Jeremiah kissed you once more. Blood began to pump harder to your legs as a warmness spread inside of you. What was he doing to you? It was clear he was manipulating you yet you couldn’t stay away from it. Eager to be bound and do his bidding. Whatever he demanded you were willing to give. Surrender fully to him like a lapdog. Lips retracted once more as he smiled touching your cheek with a quick touch.

“Look at you.” – he said noticing the flush in your cheeks. You were panting, ushering your chest closer to him yearning for more. He had you right where he wanted you and you didn’t care. He removed himself from your lap as it pulsated strong. He went back around the table to the wall. Bending down to pick up your notebook. – “Can’t have you leaving without this.” – he said casually as if he just hadn’t kissed you till you saw stars.

He placed the notebook on the table, sliding it over to you. – “Next week same time?” – he asked as you could only nod. – “Good girl.” – he said going round the table again. He went to the door, knocking loudly at it. There he waited for the guards to open up. With one hand in his pocket was he waiting.

As if he had been the therapist ending the session and you the patient. The door opened as the guards were surprised to see him. They cuffed him once more. Before they walked off with him, had he turned around to you. – “I enjoyed this session. Very progressive for my well-being.” – he teased striking you with a wink.

The guards took him with them as you were left alone. You needed at least a few more moments to recollect yourself. The smell of his insanity still lingering on you. You laughed loud trying to cope with the fact that he has you under his thumb now. Grabbing your notebook you took your leave. Anticipating the next session where you no longer cared what he would do to you. As long as it made you feel wanted by him that was enough.

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im-going-crazy-everyday · 8 months

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I genuinely need to see Aziraphale save Crowley in season 3.

I don't know what from, but still. Crowley is always doing the saving, and I want to see the roles reverse.

Like I want to see protective Azi. We know that would be scary. Aziraphale seeing Crowley in real danger and having to fight it off would be....ahhhh.

We have seen protective Crowley hundreds of times. What about Aziraphale. ( Also, Michale Sheen can play intimidating, so it would be awesome)

Like I don't know, maybe I'm a tad crazy. I just think it would be rather amazing to see that.

What do you guys think?

#good omens #good omens crowley #good omen season 2 #goodomens #neil gaiman #goodomensaziraphel #inneffable husbands #ineffable bureaucracy #i need this

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itcamefrombeneaththeblog · 20 days

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I had a thought the other day how vastly different Phantom of the Opera would be if the genders were reversed

I want to see a version of Phantom of the Opera where Christine is a guy named Chris who has a similar backstory except he's a super poor musician who gets a chance to take over the lead role because of his vocal training from his "Angel", basically just like the og story.

But the twist is it's like a 20 minute show because this beautiful woman with the most beautiful voice is like, "You want to live with me in this awesome cave and sing and write music and bang for the rest of our lives?"

And Chris ia just like, "Yup"

And she's like, "Well you should know, part of my face is deformed-"

"-Yeah, that doesn't bother me."

"It doesn't?"

"Not even slightly"

And the Phantom is like,

"Well I'm crazy jealous and possessive. I've killed people."

"Nobody's perfect."

And then it ends almost exactly like Some Like It Hot

#blog #phantom of the opera #christine daae #ramin karimloo #andrew lloyd webber

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hetemsenar · 11 months

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Based on the fanfic "Contradiction" by KraiAddax → https://archiveofourown.org/works/46787872/chapters/117845341 Role Reversal AU, where Ulquiorra is born human & Orihime is the espada who kidnaps him for Aizen; she's also badass. Covers the Hueco Mundo arc from their now different perspectives. Awesome fanfic, go read it.

#ウル織 #orihime inoue #bleach #ulquiorra cifer #ulquihime #ulquiorra #orihime #fanart #human ulquiorra #bleach fanart #art #role reversal au

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andy-wm · 10 months

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My thoughts on SEVEN, both the song and the MV, and what it says about Jungkook.

About the song:

My biggest take away from the song is that Jungkook has total confidence in his ability to keep his partner satisfied and entertained. Daily. He also has a good reason to do heaps of laundry.

Also, he gets to say Fu@k a lot (always fun) and his pronunciation has really improved since he collabed with that disrespectful a$$hole who's name i won't bother to mention.

Seriously though, i hope his adulthood will finally sink in for the people who still try to keep him in babyville.

From a musical point of view, he does get to use those magnificent pipes he has, and use them well. The song flexes his vocal range and has lots of dynamic movement. And he gets to rap. I can see why he would have wanted to sing it.

About the MV:

I have a few observations about the mv and the relationship represented. I know it's meant to be lighthearted but that doesn't mean it shows us a healthy relationship so i'm gonna say my piece. Sorry if it's a downer, feel free to skip.

The power dynamic between JK's character and Sohee's character is what i find interesting.

She's totally in control of their narrative the whole way through.

At the start, she's angry and berating him and he's just listening, his head down. Very submissive. Most of the time his hands are in his lap or on the table while she's gesturing to herself and even throwing her hands up. The only time his energy is up. Is when he pulls her away from the falling debris.

She's getting up to leave halfway through his response, too. She doesnt really give him a chance to respond.

Even though he tries and tries to talk to her, she's dismissive, rolling her eyes, ignoring him, constantly walking away before he can finish what he's trying to tell her. At one point she pushes him so hard he falls backwards. He's repeatedly risking his personal well-being to get her to hear his side, but even then, he's still completely submissive. He brings her flowers, he walks three steps behind her, he tries to make her laugh to break the tension so she will listen.

Theres only one point at which he is assertive and that's at 2.55 when he gets around in front of her.

When he does eventually get her to stop and hear him out, he takes the role of a supplicant. She is very much in control of the outcome. She eventually offers her hand, and then basically hauls him along behind her. He is trotting along behind her like a scolded child.

I found it a little hard to watch because JK isn't an actor. Not because his acting is bad but becuase it's really him.

I could be way off, i admit that, but i honestly feel that his character is responding exactly as he himself would respond. He's soft and sweet and gentle, but dammit he believes in them! He's trying his best to placate her even though she is giving him NOTHING back.

I hate that it reminds me of that damn hamburger incident (he's is a sponge cake. Pls dont hurt him, world.)

Anywayyyyy....

My take away is 2 things.

First one is, throughout the MV his character is "fighting *for* the relationship", which is different from fighting within the relationship. He wants this problem they have to be solved, and he's prepared to do the work. Go, you Jungkook’s alter ego.

Second one is, despite a lot of people seeing this as a,stalker situation, the power balance is very heavily weighted towards her. Also, she treats him pretty disrespectfully. If these gender roles were reversed, the comments would be very interesting...

Other than that i loved the aesthetic, the humour, and the energy.

But what does this overtly hereronormative MV tell us about Jungkook's sexual orientation?

I'll say it does not tell us anything about who he likes to do the horizontal boogie with.

He liked the song, and wanted to record it. I have no idea if he had any hand in the MV storyline. If he did, awesome. It's fun.

But let's be real about the likelihood of him coming out to the world through a MV. I'd say it's ZERO. Reality dictates that whatever his own orientation, the MV needed to represent the Jungkook (most of) the world WANTS to see. Dont forget, this song is more of a business decision than a creative decision for Hybe. We know SB had a big part in the processs, and that man is all about the dollar bills.

It's certainly not a personal statement from JK. Its a fun, summer song and he gets to say F◇CK a lot and flex his vocal chops. That's it.

Do i personally think JK is gay? Hell yeah. With bells on.

Do i think he would risk it all?? ('it' being a huge entertainment empire, his own and his friends' careers, social damnation, personal freedom, and the loss of his contact with ARMY)

No, absolutely not. Not for a song that he didn't even write. Not in his solo debut. Not in today's America (sorry American readers, the USA isn't a safe place to be queer right now).

An unrelated question:

Do i think he will show us something more substantial with his album?

I think he will. I truly hope so. I dont think he's going to sing about his orientation but i do think the songs will be meaningful and personal and I'll be quite suprised if there isn't a fair bit of queer subtext.

If he includes a hidden track and Jimin features on it, I will throw a party and sprinkle glitter EVERYWHERE.

Just for fun, here's some JK looking gorgeously gay...

Living his best life in the Butter MV

His gestures... so pretty

No words for this one (cr to photographer)

I mean he's not wrong...

#jikook #kookmin #국민 #jeon jungguk #jungkook seven

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invisible-storyteller · 2 years

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I have a feeling that Stiles would be very good at dirty talk. Better than Derek, for sure. Derek is usually too overwhelmed with trying to control himself or too blissed out to even form coherent sentences, but even if he manages to somehow string a few words together, it always comes out as a plea like "Stiles, please, more!" or just sounds more out of breath than sexy. He's also kinda shy/embarrassed to voice his thoughts and he's not very good at communicating his feelings anyway.

This completely changes when Derek switches to Spanish. Stiles has no freaking idea what Derek is saying but it sounds hot, even if Derek refuses to translate. It doesn't matter. Derek just has to whisper "mi amor" into his ear and Stiles is already flaming hot all over to the point where he just might melt through the floor. And Derek never stops talking. It's like the roles have been reversed - all it takes is for Derek to flip out the Spanish and he's already a babbling mess, praising Stiles and showering his mate with all the verbal affection he's normally too scared to voice.

Stiles just might record it one time. Now if he could only find someone who's willing to listen to it and translate his boyfriend's words, that would be awesome.

#sterek

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rwbyfan1999 · 6 months

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Justice league X RWBY pt 2 thoughts

I know I’m late to the party but I’ve finally got around to watching the second JL X RWBY movie and man did I love it, I loved it so much that after watching it I watched them both back to back and I’m not gonna do a review this time I’m just gonna give you my impressions on what part 2 brought to the table.

There will be spoilers so you’ve been warned in case you didn’t see it.

So time on remnant work’s differently then earth 3 days on earth equals 3 weeks on remnant so the time gap on remnant makes sense especially to get some V8 and V9 stuff thrown in

Great to see Black Canary thrown in I just wish Green Arrow would have appeared he’s mentioned but I would’ve loved seeing these married dorks together again

It was awesome to get a taste of Vacuo even if it’s super brief

Ruby is confident again which is awesome but she was also being insanely reckless while Yang’s protective instincts are not making her fully trusting of her leadership, given everything that happened in the ever after it makes sense for Yang’s character

Dc villains helping the league against a common enemy is pretty awesome

Man I feel sad for Weiss losing Atlas in this movie

Cute seeing Jessica ask about Jaune really wish JNR could’ve gone to earth

Man team RWBY’s super hero costumes look awesome, still weird seeing Blake without her cat ears but i quickly got used to it

Weiss not having powers is interesting and makes her little arc with Batman interesting sense now the roles are reversed

So Watts helped Kilg%re super surprised to see that

Blake gets 5 points for the reference to Dr Merlot and giving us some Grimm Eclipse representation (still love that game)

Love Ruby and Clark’s talk in the training room telling her that it’s ok to honor your family just don’t be in a rush to join them

Weiss and Bruce will alway’s be fun to watch and he helps Weiss realize where her true home was by the end, in his own way of course

Flash’s PTSD from being controlled by Kilg%re in part 1 plays a big part in this movie and Yang steps in to tell him her struggles, without directly talking about Adam or Raven, just to tell him to not let kilg%re consume his thoughts

The idea of the league using the digital world against Kilg%re and Watts was an interesting twist

Ruby and Yangs heart to heart moment is sweet, Ruby just telling Yang that she can’t protect her from everything and that she’s not gonna leave her

Having the end be at the Schnee manor felt full circle for both Weiss’s arc in the movie and the Atlas trilogy in general

Kilg%ore controlled Yang was crazy and Blake new like instantly, god she knows her girlfriend crazy well which is super cute

Trapping Kilg%re and Watts in the digital realm for good was an excellent way to cap the dualogy up

Another bee kiss need I say more?

All in all I’m very satisfied with this one and can see the development done for Ruby, Weiss, and Yang carry over into V10 especially Weiss

Stay awesome

#rwby #justice league x rwby #greenlight volume 10 #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake bellodona #yang xiao long #bumbleby

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cevans-is-classic · 2 years

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All Yours, Baby

I was very high writing this but had the beautiful help of @xoxoloverb who thankfully puts up with me 🤣

Chris is giving content and I was THIRSTING and this is the result!

18+ only, please. Sexual activities, oral, bad dirty talk, language and alcohol vaguely mentioned.

Want more Evans? Mans is here

My masterlist is over here!

You could remember the first time you knocked on his door with a case of drinks in one hand and a box of condoms in the other hand. Chris had given you his address two months ago, his message sitting unopened every night until you got the courage to ask what snacks you should bring.

You saw the kitchen, hallway and bathroom before you’d been on your knees, nails digging into Chris’s thighs as he praised you.

“I wanted to message you again, call you to come over — happy I waited. Fuck, worth it.” It happened frequently after that. You’d get a message from Chris, you’d leave it unopened for days, then show up knocking with drinks and a box of condoms.

Eventually, a movie and dinner suggestion came with it. It took a few months, but you saw the couch, kitchen and his garage (from lovely angles as well.)

There weren’t many times the roles were reversed — Chris hadn’t come into your apartment. Hell, you’re lucky you made it to his back seat — and you almost never messaged him first.

Sometimes he had the condoms or drinks first.

“Reckon we could try two boxes?” You’d joked one night, and Chris had waggled his eyebrows as he reached into his nightstand and shook a box in his hand.

Now there’s a drawer with more condoms than the two of you need — some aren’t even usable ones but they looked awesome — and you spend more time on his couch watching some shitty movie while he answers calls or reads a book that has more inner peace than you have patience; and a key to his place for when your night is going to shit and you need him inside of you.

Tonight you crawled into bed with him after knocking repeatedly on his front door, the key swinging from a lanyard around your finger.

“Dude, door.” He’d grumbled, scratching his hair with one hand while the other caught her waist and tugged her towards him.

“It’s more fun making you get out of bed to let me in. We’re going to be old soon, gotta keep you exercising.” He huffed. Tugging you towards the room until he’d bumped into the bed; pulling you down with him.

Chris fell silent for a few breaths. “I worry about you.” He murmured, kissing the top of your head.

Your stomach tightened, burning tingles crawled up your spin and across your arms, giving you full body shivers.

Chris smelled amazing. When you could, you’d press into the crook of his neck, nose pushing into his pulse. The smell was sweat was there but underneath was his body wash. He forgot to put on a shirt when he’d let you in. Chris was warm and strong, the hair on his chest scratched against your lips when you tilt down to nip at his chest.

Chris let out air through his teeth, his stomach jumping beneath your hand.

“Hey Chris?” You lifted her head, resting your chin over the spot to look up at him. “What are you thinking?”

Chris blinked, nodding towards you, “Wondering how low you’ll bite me.” You grinned up at him, biting down again, then over the tattoo across his right pec, down to nip at his nipple and feel him jerk beneath you. With a huff of laughter, you rose until you could swing your leg over his hips and settle in his lap. Chris’s hands came down onto your thighs, fingers twitching over your bare skin, playing with the leg of your shorts.

You reached for his left hand, tugging it so you could press a kiss to each finger. Chris’s breath hitched when you bit the tip of his middle finger, letting it go to kiss his thumb before sucking it into your mouth. A groan punched out of his chest — Chris lifted at the waist, his free arm going around you.

“Look at you.” You smiled around his thumb. Chris pressed it against your tongue, pushing back when you pushed it into your teeth. “Suck.”

You moaned around it when Chris tugged you closer to his chest and moved to reach for your ass. Your mind filled with images of Chris holding you down, fucking into you as he choked you around his fingers. He could make your heart swim with just his fucking thumb.

You jerked your hips against him, seeking friction for the pulse between your legs. Your heart rate tripled, legs shaking where they tightened around his thighs — Chris grinned at that, his teeth skimming your jawline as right hand snaked up your shirt.

“Sweetheart, you’re already getting worked up?”

Instead of answering you bit his thumb until he pulled it out with a gasp, your own hands grabbing at his head to pull him into a kiss. With Chris, kissing sometimes felt like a race, a competition to see who could push who to edge first, and it wasn’t hard to win with you. Chris knew how to lick into your mouth, bite at your neck and shove you down on the mattress until your body feels like it was on fire and you were begging for him to fuck you.

Chris also knew your greatest weakness was his tongue between your legs, how easily he followed directions when you’d gasp them out. His tongue picked up speed and confidence anytime you grabbed at his hair and held him in place.

The thought of it made your legs tighten, your hand slipping between your legs to dip into your own heat.

“Ah, fuck.” Chris’s voice cracked, beard scratching your cheek, he pressed his forehead into your temple, “getting ready for me?”

He hummed at your gasp, his hand moving up your back to steady himself as he slid underneath you, far enough back that he could reach his own hand besides yours, his fingers taking over as he found your clit and slipped his palm back and forth over it.

“Chris-” You gasp, head tilting back to let him bite down on your neck, pushing up harder to keep pressure against you. The pain of his teeth digging into your skin had you grinding down against him.

“Fu-fuck.” He moved again, shifting enough to move his fingers down, spreading your slick until he could dive in, fingers curve inside you.

“Yes — Fuck yourself on my fingers, baby.”

Your hips moved faster, back arching to add depth, sweet delicious depth that had his fingers — three now, three thick, calloused fingers — moving steadily in and out. If you could get more pressure, press down harder and feel him even deeper —

“Hey,” You sounded breathless, head spinning as frustration buried deep in your gut, “Hey- I-”

Chris bucked up, his erection bumping against her ass, hot even through his sleep pants, “What-” He caught you in a kiss biting at your bottom lip, “were you saying?”

His fingers slowed, his hand stopping to hold you in place. Your hips jerked forward. You could feel the tingling in your thighs, toes wanting to curl with the flow of heat that pooled low in your belly.

“I need you to fuck me.”

Chris groaned.

His lips stilled against your neck, fingers pulling out to grab your hip, holding you in place to rest his head on your shoulder. “Yeah?”

You run your fingers through his hair, tugging the strands back until you can see his face, tracing his bottom lip with your finger. “I can’t stop thinking about it.” he closed his eyes

“Tell me?”

His cock nudged your ass, with your other hand you reached back to hold it against you. Chris swallowed as your hand moved over him. “All I can think about is riding you, your hand around my throat as I fuck myself on your cock. Oh,” He bucked his hips the move bouncing you on his lap, “Or you eating me out. Licking me open and fucking me on your tongue until you- ah-“

In one swift move, he had you on your back, pulling your leg up and around his waist. His clothed erection poking into your thigh. Chris’s tongue fought with yours. You wanted to taste him. Licking the back of his teeth, biting at his bottom lip, breathing in as he breathed out. You scrambled to push his bottoms down, reaching for his ass and pressing him into you until you could rub against him.

Chris reached for your shorts, grinning into the kiss as you both struggled to get your clothes off without breaking the kiss. His lips attached to your chest when you pulled your shirt up and off, taking a nipple between his teeth and tweaking the other one until you were gasping his name out and weakly reaching for a condom.

“Just-” he kissed the underside of your chest, nibbling along your ribs and moving his fingers back between your legs, “Chris-” You jerked, a laugh escaping when he sucked your clit into his mouth.

You could reach the wrapper if you stretched far enough, but Chris was making it near impossible to move.

“C’mon,” You jerk against, moaning and reaching for his hair when he fucked his finger into you at the same time he skims his teeth against your clit, “Oh, fuck, okay - God yes, no, no-” You tug at his hair.

Chris comes up with a gasping smile, his beard reflecting the light, “having issues?”

“I want you fucking in me.” He waggles his brows again, moving his fingers in and out as if to make a point.

“No.” You grab the condom this time, ripping the wrapper and pointing it towards him. “Cock. Please. Now.”

Chris laughs, grabbing the condom and pulling it out. This was your favorite part, Chris’s fist wrapping around himself, sliding up then down, smearing pre-come over his cock until his hips thrust forward fucking into the warmth he gives himself. His whole body goes red, stomach tightening as he jerks forward, his mouth dropping open when he picks up speed.

You could watch for hours.

Not tonight, though.

“Chris.” Another laugh his fingers sliding the condom over his head and down.

“Okay,” He leans back down, “Okay, baby I got you.” The first push of his head into you always feels fucking amazing — his cock stretching you open, settling inside you until he rested his forehead against yours when he bottoms out.

“Yes,” You whisper, lifting one leg to wrap around him the other staying down to let your hands push his ass against you again, “Yes, fuck, please-“

Chris nods, thrusts once, nods again, thrusts twice, nods a third time before kissing you and fucking his hips up and into you quicker, harder, your nails digging into his ass. His hips come forward, sliding the two of you up the bed, your leg going tighter around him one hand coming to claw at his back.

“Baby,” He cries out, reaching for your other leg to pull it up over his hip, “Ah fuck, you feel amazing, holy shit.” He slides his hand up, over your ass, across your ribs and behind your shoulder to push you down as he fucks up.

“Yeah,” You move with him, up, down, faster, harder, trying to hold him closer, his mouth finding your jaw then your neck and groaning into your skin, “Yeah, fuck-” Chris shifts his knees forward sliding you further up as his hand helps ground you down.

“Oh, oh. Fuck yes.” You aimed for a kiss to his temple but ended up smacking your mouth into the side of his head as heat builds in your thighs, your legs shaking around him with the effort to keep Chris in place.

“Yeah?” He rearranges his other arm to help steady both of you. “Yeah, gonna come for me, baby?”

He fucks in deeper. “Almost-” you were right there, on the fucking edge. Your toes were curling and that tingling heat in your spine was setting your body on fire. Chris lifted his head to look down at you, watching his cock fuck in and out as your hips matched his over and over.

You saw his mouth drop open, his shoulder bunching with the effort to hold both of you in place- “Chris,” You felt like sobbing, “Please.” He lets go of your shoulder to touch you, his fingers moving over your clit faster and faster until-, “Gah, ah, fuck, fuck, fuck — yes.”

Chris howled, his fingers working you over until you weakly smacked at his hand.

“God damn,” He dropped for a kiss, sweaty and all teeth, “watching you come on my cock, Sweetheart, holy shit.”

His sweat dripped over you, hips still fucking into you only slower.

“Chris,” You whined, shoving at his shoulder until he lifted, “Come in me. Please, please come-“

“Yeah.” He lifts onto his knees, pulling you up with him until he could help you flip over and settle with your ass up, front pressed down into his mattress and he could finger you open again, spreading you wide as his cock guides back into you.

“God your ass is amazing,” His hands spread your cheeks, thumb brushing over you, “Watching it jiggle when I fuck you, Baby, it’s addicting.” He smacked down hard, groaning when the pain of it had you tightening around him.

“That,” He picks up speed, one hand sliding up to the small of your back to press you back against him then down, down until he could press your shoulder further into the mattress, “is playing dirty.”

You melted under him, letting Chris fuck himself into you with his heavy palm, keeping you in place. This angle always made you weak, made your head spin, body tingling everywhere he touched, lighting on fire when he leans forward to reach between you again and fuck his fingers with the rhythm of his cock until you were gasping out and clenching around him as you came again.

“God yes-” He choked out his movements, speeding up and losing rhythm until he slowed down, shaking over you and pulling you back into his arms as he positioned both of you onto your sides.

It takes some half assed cuddling, and a few shared kisses before Chris pulls back and tosses the condom into the trash next to the bed.

You roll onto your back to watch him stand up and toss his sleep pants into the hamper.

“Water?” He leans down to kiss your nose.

“It’s the least you could do.” He rolls his eyes at you, walking away and showing off his-

“Stare as much as you want, baby, it’s all yours.” He shouts, exiting the bedroom.

I hope y'all enjoy this. I keep telling myself to work and finish my requests/WIPs but my brain says no.

I'm recovering well, although my other medical problem is becoming a bit annoying, alas, I'll survive.

Be safe and I love you guys! BTW I had a whole cover made for this but I saw that picture again and was like, "Naw. He's too damn fine."

#chris evans #chris fanfiction #chris evans x you #chris evans x reader #chris evans smut

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jiaoji · 1 year

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I am struck by how the narrative of blaming the victims and patting the aggressor on the head is part of the idea of the MDZS fandom.

This is no longer about Jiang Cheng and now it's just about redoing the abuse narrative and reversing roles because these people CANNOT see the abuser as an abuser and that the abused got his freedom and now he no longer needs to be a punching bag or be stuck with whatever the abuser uses to keep him there.

It's demonizing people who break free because... the abuser had a sad past.

Because he had a shitty mom and a war happened, he have THE RIGHT to be mad at this guy he grew up with for marrying, having a family and no longer want to be in contact with him.

Even if they had a good relationship, WWX can choose to not have contact or almost no contact with JC anymore, because he is own pearson and JC is not as importante he want to be, because sometimes people have others priorities.

WWX don't want to have contact with his abuser, thats a awesome thing MXTX did, a shame that people are so used to the abused forgiving or the abuser having a sad past plus redemption arc, is a bit new and out of place seeing this type of end.

The truth is, abuse cicle in MDZS is a thing: JL broke it after having a helthy relationship with an uncle that showed love and kindness to him, and WWX broke free too, even before he married LWJ, all the book, he doesn't want to be near JC.

WWX is just free now and i am happy he is, he deserves better.

I really don't believe you advocate for victims, when you can't say who the real victim is.

#mdzs #modaozushi #wei wuxian #lan wangji #jiang cheng #canon jiang cheng

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anakin-rarepairs-week · 13 days

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Masterpost - 2024

In this post you will find links to all the creations made for the Anakin Rarepairs Week 2024. The first word is the nature of the creation (fic or visual) and the Tumblr link (if available) is linked to it. If an AO3 link is available, it will be linked into the title of the work itself. Follows the tumblr URL (or AO3 handle) of the creator, the pairing, and the mention “explicit” or “mature” for such works.

I want to thank everyone who participated and made this possible, this was such a great experience and under the read more, you will discover just how many awesome works were created for this event! I look forward to holding it again.

Day 1: Role Swap/Role Reversal | Medbay/Halls of Healing sex | Fangs

Fic (Anakin is Way Too Young to have this Problem) by phoenixyfriend. Kix/Anakin. Explicit.

Fic (1 - Role Reversal) by Bittodeath. Pre/Anakin. Mature.

Fic (at your hands in the heat) by maragny. Aayla/Anakin. Explicit.

Fic (Eyayah) by CourtesyTrefflin. Fives/Anakin.

Fic (Marking Territory) by SingManyFaces. Ahsoka/Anakin. Explicit.

Day 2: Set into a different time-period | Uniform/Armour Kink | Mandatory Mating

Fic (Let Me Climb Your Tower) by phoenixyfriend. Aayla/Anakin.

Fic (Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry - Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie) by Bittodeath. Jango/Anakin. Explicit.

Fic (lily gilded) by maragny. Aayla/Anakin.

Fic (If You're a Dream) by CourtesyTrefflin. Crosshair/Anakin.

Day 3: Non-Human/Creature!Anakin AU | Orgasm delay/Control | Pack

Fic (Take My Hand, Leave Something behind (You can Always Come Back For It)) by phoenixyfriend. Echo/Anakin.

Fic (3 - Orgasm Control) by Bittodeath. Rex/Anakin. Explicit.

Fic (Day 3: Non-Human/Creature!Anakin by Dragonfire13. Rex/Anakin.

Fic (Trapped in Fleeting Moments) by CourtesyTrefflin. Fox/Anakin.

Fic (and my lover on my mind) by maragny. Satine/Anakin. Explicit.

Day 4: Forced Marriage AU | Bondage | Instincts

Fic (Don't Want That Scarlet Letter) by phoenixyfriend. Mace/Anakin. Explicit.

Fic (I had to go through hell (through hell)) by Bittodeath. Kal/Anakin. Explicit.

Fic (like vines to the same treillis) by maragny. Mace/Anakin.

Fic (In Sickness and In Health) by CourtesyTrefflin. Echo/Anakin.

Day 5: Demigod | Accidental stimulation | First cycle

Fic (5 - Accidental stimulation) by Bittodeath. Quinlan/Anakin. Explicit.

Day 6: Not-a-Jedi!Anakin AU | Kneeling | Claiming

Fic (Iron Heart Needs No Armor) by phoenixyfriend. Bo-Katan/Anakin.

Fic (Rain on Tatooine) by Bittodeath. Jaster/Anakin. Explicit.

Fic (No Road Home) by CourtesyTrefflin. Hunter/Anakin.

Fic (A Business Proposal) by Dragonfire13. Jango/Anakin.

Day 7: Tatooine | Dom/sub | Scenting

Fic (Not Now,Kitten) by phoenixyfriend. Rex/Padmé/Anakin. Mature.

Visual by ladyv-aka-via. Rexwalker.

Fic (your love is killing me) by innominatta. Sabé/Padmé/Anakin.

#anakinrarepairweek2k24 #masterpost

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nelliesnellie · 18 days

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Eowyn and the Transgender Imagination: An Infodump by a Trans Folklorist

I recently watched the video essay "The Queer History of The Lord of the Rings" by verilybitchie on YouTube. Much of this video was spent discussing the character Eowyn, who presents as a man in order to go to war. This is discussed along with the fairy tales of gender transformation that were plausibly influential to Tolkien when writing Eowyn's story.

And HELLO this is my wheelhouse. I'm a trans folklorist who is naturally quite interested in queerness in folk narratives. AHHH!!!

Anyway, its a very cool video that I'm linking at the bottom, but there's a lot more that can be said on the topic of Eowyn and gender-scrambly folk narratives and its filling my brain like rapidly expanding foam insulation so I'm gonna dump my thoughts out here until my brain shuts off.

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Eowyn's gender transgression makes her an example of what folklorist Pauline Greenhill calls the "transgender imagination."

The transgender imagination is itself an example of the potentially yielding nature of interpretations, which might further assist in extending the understandings of personhood, community, and indeed humanity for transgender and non-transgender folks alike. (Greenhill 2014. "“If I Was a Woman As I Am a Man”: The Transgender Imagination in Newfoundland Ballads.")

Pauline Greenhill is one of my fave scholars. She is one of the main folklorists to write about queerness in fairy tales, and one of very few scholars to publish about queerness in folk ballads.

Lets look at those historic anglophone folk ballads for a moment. There are a number of songs about bold young women, much like Eowyn. These often involve the heroine disguising herself as a man in order to fill a gendered role, such as a sailor, highwayman, or soldier.

These ballads typically include a lot more gender play than included in Tolkien's warrior woman. The song "Female Drummer" (Roud 226), for instance, can easily be read as an overtly trans narrative. The protagonist has no desire to return to presenting as a woman, and is joyful in gender transgression. They are only discovered when a girl falls in love with them, discovers their identity, and outs them to their commanding officer. In "The Female Cabin Boy" (Roud 239), a girl presents as a boy to work on a ship. Both the captain and his wife are attracted to her, and she becomes pregnant with the captains child. This implies homosexuality, bisexuality, and transness. The Eowyn narrative does not get as deep in the gender play, but its relation to these narratives do put it in this context of gender exploration.

One thing that is consistent in nearly every story of female-to-male gender presentation across ballads and fairy tales is a return to femininity at the end. Eowyn certainly fits this mold as well. The difference is in the motivation and circumstances behind this. In balladry, as seen in the examples above, the protagonist is often outed. In other examples, the protagonist reveals herself once she has successfully gained some sort of "win" over men (e.g. Roud 2173, Roud 7). In certain fairy tales, a reverse transformation takes place, where the protagonist undergoes a feminizing transformation at the end of the story (for more see "Queering Gender: Transformations in "Peg Bearskin," "La Poiluse," and Related Tales").

Eowyn, on the other hand, is not outed, transformed, or empowered over the patriarchy. Sure - in revealing herself she claims her own destiny, and does what no man can by slaying the Witch King of Angmar. She then returns to society as a woman once more, no longer in defiance of the patriarchy. Which like if that's what she wants, go for it. And she marries Faramir, who imo is fucking awesome, and not "an off-brand version of Aragorn" as verilybitchie put it. But ultimately her story is a lot less transgressive and gender exploration-ey as the ballads and fairy tales she relates to.

Ultimately we see, as verilybitchie indicates in their video essay, that Tolkien's straightforward old Catholic Englishman attitude does not match the potential queerness of the material he engages with. It's like Eowyn wants to be more queer, but is held back by the perspectives of the author.

Because these narratives are inherently challenging to gender and sexuality. By trespassing gender territory, new ground is reached, and Pandora's Gender Box is opened. As Diane Dugaw puts it in Warrior Women and Popular Balladry 1650-1850, the "Female Warrior is inherently contradictory to social construction of gender at the time they were popular," and "is a polyvalent heroine who has it both ways - "female and "male.""

You may notice Dugaw specifies "at the time they were popular." This because she is discussing this topic from a historical perspective. See, deviance of identity is understood differently depending on the social context. Both Dugaw and Greenhill have published really interesting stuff in this regard.

How does this apply to Lord of the Rings and Eowyn's story? Is the relevant cultural context that of the Rohirrim? Tolkien's personal beliefs? The cultural setting in which the book was written? The current day? The material, scattered across history, that inspired LotR? Probably any of the above, depending on what you're going for. As verilybitchie points out, the change in perspectives over time explains the changes in how Eowyn is presented in the books vs the movies.

BUT NELLIE. DO YOU THINK THAT EOWYN IS TRANSGENDER??? You might be screaming at the screen. I dunno. Probably not. But maybe? I could debate that question, but honestly, does it matter?

Ultimately, what's compelling about this question, is the question itself. The open door to the fact that, well, maybe not, but hey possibly there's some flavor of transness involved. This notion, this raised possibility, is the "transgender imagination" concept I brought up at the beginning of this wee essay. Eowyn does not need to be one thing or another. By inspiring the transgender imagination, she challenges expectations and opens doors across the spectrum. This is part of why characters like her are so delightful, ya know?

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There is so much more that can be said about this but I am fucking TIRED because I needed a rest day and instead got hyperfixated on this all day haha weeee. So I'm gonna stop myself here even though I'd love to get more into the fairy tale side of things and dig more into the actual LotR stuff.

Ultimately I really liked verilybitchie's video essay and recommend it. Just got like, some more context here weeeee. Gonna link that video essay now. Okiday. If you're here, thanks for reading my ramble!

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