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acey-wacey · 1 month
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Jealous of Their Tsum
Feat. Deuce, Azul, Jade
A/n: In honor of tsumderland 2!!! (though it took me the entire event to write it). Kalim, Rook and Lilia in the future if there is demand
♠️ Deuce Space ♠️
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He gets along with his tsum though it's quite the troublemaker sometimes.
It doesn't have the same honor student drive that he does.
Though sometimes it gets into mischief, it's lack of proper inhibitions also make it bolder when it comes to you.
Deuce has had a crush on you for the longest time and never said a word because he was too scared.
His tsum however is not at all scared and has no problem launching into your arms.
You were initially startled by the little plushie that threw itself at you but once you realized it was Deuce's tsum, you giggled and let it bounce up to your shoulders.
It nuzzled the side of your face and you patted it's head affectionately.
Deuce --who had been running after the tsum to keep it from causing too much mayhem -- stopped short when he saw you cuddling with the little creature that looked so much like him.
"You're just a little sweetheart, aren't you?" You cooed at the tsum, squeezing it in your arms and holding it close to your chest.
Deuce couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the affection you showed the tsum.
Why didn't you ever hug him like that? What did Deuce-tsum do to deserve your cuddles?
"You are just so cute," you said as you pinched the tsum's little cheeks. The plushy bounced with happiness. "Almost as cute as the real Deuce!"
Deuce's eyes widened when he heard you.
You thought he was... cute? Cuter than the tsum even?
His jealousy was replaced with swelling pride.
He smiled to himself, knowing you weren't aware of his presence.
Maybe his dreams of confessing weren't so hopeless after all.
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🐙 Azul Ashengrotto 🐙
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His tsum had mostly been helping out at the Mostro Lounge, being cute and attracting customers.
Azul knew how good the adorable little plush was for business but he never expected to see you drawn to the crowds.
"What brings you to the Lounge on this fine day, dearest prefect?" Azul asked you with his signature charming smile.
"Everyone's been talking about the tsum that's working. He's just so cute!" you responded enthusiastically, looking to where Azul-tsum was filling up a customer's water glass.
Azul's perfect smile faltered for just a second, not long enough for you to notice.
"So even you can be tempted by our most adorable new staff member?"
"Seems so," you shrugged with a smile.
"I'll ensure it is sent to your table then," Azul smiled before turning away.
He secretly scowled at the tsum before walking back to his post.
He didn't hear you mutter "I can think of a more adorable staff member" before he left.
A few minutes later, there was a bit of a commotion in the dining area.
"What's going on?" Azul asked Jade when he saw the franticness buzzing around your table.
"It appears the tsum has attacked a patron," Jade said, though his smile was much too sly for that kind of news.
Azul was much too startled to notice the eel's ulterior motives.
He pushed his way through the crowd to find your table.
"I am terribly sorry about any violent behavior by our resident tsum. If anyone has been attacked in any way, I assure you, you will be reimbursed..."
You interrupted Azul before he could finish.
"Nonsense! I wasn't attacked so much as glomped by this little cutie!"
Azul couldn't tell if he was more startled by the attack accusations or the fact that his tsum was nuzzling itself into your chest. And you were cuddling it back?
Azul found himself becoming increasingly worried that his tsum shared the same feelings he had for you.
What if you discovered that he liked you because of his tsum? You would probably hate him and then he'd never see you again and all because of that stupid ball of stuffing!
First it was going to steal his job, then his crush. Sooner or later, Jade and Floyd would completely replace him with the thing!
Azul collected himself enough to take a deep breath and offer you a hand.
"My deepest apologies for this unprofessionalism. May I offer you a VIP seat while I get everything sorted with our clingy little waiter?"
You smiled and took Azul's hand holding the tsum against your shoulder with the other.
"I'm really not bothered but I'll never say no to a better seat."
While Azul walked you to your new booth, he put on a customer service smile just for you.
"Say, Y/N, you seem to enjoy cuddling with the little tsum quite a bit."
"Can't deny that," you chuckled and squeezed the puffball tighter. It wiggles its stubby arms with joy. "I've grown fond of the little fellow."
Azul's eyes narrowed slyly.
"I have a proposition for you, Y/N. You may cuddle my tsum as much as you like, with a few conditions of course."
"Of course," you repeated with a roll of your eyes.
"I don't even ask much of you," Azul continued as he summoned a contract with his magic. "Just sign on the dotted line and the tsum is practically yours."
You narrowed your eyes at the fine print before chuckling.
"For every cuddle Azul-tsum receives, twice as many must be returned to the original Azul," you read aloud with a smirk on your face.
"A tempting offer, is it not, prefect?"
You smiled and set the tsum down on a nearby table much to its dismay.
Before Azul could react, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight embrace.
"Very tempting indeed."
🍄 Jade Leech 🍄
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You were walking peacefully back to Ramshackle from your afternoon classes when you tripped over something soft in the road.
You spit the dirt out of your mouth and looked up to see a mini Jade hopping around on the road.
You sighed and stood up, dusting off your uniform.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you, you little schemer?"
The tsum stopped its gleeful hopping to wink at you.
You laughed and squatted down to be roughly eye level with the plush.
"Well don't think you can indebt me to you. I'm a lot bigger than you after all," you said before realizing the irony. "Huh, that's funny, it's usually the other way around with Jade."
You continued on your way home but noticed the tsum still bouncing after you.
"What? Did Jade send you to collect a payment?"
The tsum shook its head, or at least it would have if it had a head. More like it just shook its whole body.
"Do you need something?"
Another shake.
"Are you gonna follow me all the way home?"
An enthusiastic nod.
"Just like the normal Jade. Can never take no for an answer."
You sighed and held out your hands to the tsum.
"Come on, let's get going. I can't have you tracking dirty stub prints all over my shiny nice desecrated wood floors."
The Jade-tsum hopped eagerly into your hands.
Before too long, it started to rain.
You groaned and looked at the little tsum in your hands.
"Guess we gotta make a run for it, eh, Jade-tsum?"
The tsum bounced in excitement.
You held it close to your chest and made a break down the dirt road to your dorm.
By the time you made it back, the tsum was stuck to you like glue.
"Come on, little Jade, I'm all wet and muddy, I need to take a shower!"
The tsum stayed stuck to your shirt no matter how much you tugged at it.
"Guess this is my life now."
After your fourth lap around the dorm, trying to dry off with a plushie attached to you, you got a phone call from the Jade's cell.
"Y/N," you answered tiredly.
"How fortuitous I was able to reach you, prefect," you heard Jade's easily distinguishable voice from the other line. "Would you have happened to see my little lookalike anywhere? I'm afraid it's gotten away from me and it's much too difficult to search in the rain."
"Yeah, actually. It's kind of attached to me."
"Attached, you say?" Jade's voice perked up with interest. "Whatever do you mean?"
"I mean literally attached. It latched onto me like Velcro and I can't get it off for the life of me which is quite inconvenient."
You heard Jade chuckle.
"That does sound quite characteristic for a version of me," he mused, making you wonder what the implications of that statement were. "I shall be right over to remove it."
About 20 seconds after he hung up, you heard a knock on your door.
"That was quick," you said as you got up to open the door.
Jade was standing in your doorway, soaking wet with a sneaky smile on his lips.
"How did you get here so fast?"
"Oh, I was already on the way."
You laughed as you stepped aside to let Jade in the door. As per his usual polite self, he took off his muddy shoes before following you to the dying room (it's in such poor shape you don't bother calling it a living room).
"Why'd you call ahead if you were already coming?"
"It is polite to give warning of one's arrival, is it not?" Jade cocked his head in fake innocence. "I would never wish to be unexpected."
"Jade Leech, you are always unexpected."
He smiled at you rebuff.
"I shall take that as a compliment," he cleared his throat and turned to you. "Now for the matter of our other unexpected guest."
Jade looked at his tsum double who was still firmly snuggled into your chest.
He bent down to look the tsum in the eye and you didn't quite hear what he said to it but from the way it released it's hold on you and scampered off to the couch, you assumed it was a threat.
"Thanks, Jade," you said exasperatedly though you knew there was going to be a catch later.
"I accept your thanks, prefect, but your payment would be much more appreciated."
You sighed and grabbed your wallet from your pocket.
"If you're going to make me work shifts at the Mostro, I would much rather pay you in cold hard madol."
Jade pushed your hands down and looked at you with a dangerous glimmer in his eyes.
"I'm afraid your little leech has not been removed, prefect, only replaced with a larger one."
You backed up as Jade approached you with a sharp toothy grin. Eventually, he backed you up against the couch and you fell over backwards.
"Poor helpless prefect," Jade tutted, looming over you, his dark silhouette outline by the flickering light of your ancient chandelier. "Who would be able to help you if a slimy eel decided to... latch on?"
Your breath caught in your throat as the wind was knocked out of you by a crushing weight on your body.
You waited for Jade to keep squeezing the life out of you but for some reason it never came.
Instead you felt the nuzzle of a much larger head into your neck.
Once you recovered from the shock, you smiled and began stroking Jade's hair.
He growled under your touch.
"Mine."
...
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fuwushiguro · 9 months
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idk why all these people are here in ur ask me being horny smh they have no class anyways can you please give me a smut where toji is just hot af like always and daddy and yummy and juicy and delious 🤤🤤🤤🤤😋😋😋😋😋 thanks mama 🤭🤭
anything for you mamacita 💕 (not proofed) tw: fingering, daddy k!nk, age gap (reader is 20s toji is 40s), spanking, slapping
Toji loves coming home to see your cute lil face whenever he's had a long day.
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Doesn't matter if you're fucking or not, he's happy to just sit you on his lap, play with your hair, and watch movies until you both fall asleep.
But that obviously isn't on your mind today.
Today, he can't believe the beautiful image he's been greeted by, splayed across his bed like a perfect present.
You're in a cute little crop top and thigh high socks.
No skirt.
No shorts.
No trousers.
Not even a pair of panties.
You're looking at him with wet, watery eyes as if you're so damn innocent you have no idea what you're doing. Rolling around like you're so naïve, like you don't see the bulge in his pants form instantly as his eyes rake over each and every inch of your longing body. How can you look so virtuous and so provocative at the same time?
Leaving your intimate area uncovered for him. His favourite area. Your perfect little pussy that he's spent countless hours touching, eating, teasing, fucking.
You didn't want to waste time, and he knew that. Otherwise you wouldn't look like this, now. You wouldn't be giving immediate access to him if you wanted to fool around and skirt about the issue at hand.
You've missed your daddy.
"Oh, sweetheart, look at you..." he almost whispers, his low gravelly voice rushing straight to your heat. "Been waiting for daddy all day, hm? Need 'im to play with you?" he's asking, despite already parting your legs to expose the mess you've gotten yourself in down there.
"Mhmm..." you mewl, biting your lip as you allow him to take full control. That's the best part about being with Toji. He's so mature, so experienced, he knows exactly what you want and need better than you. He knows how to touch, how to fuck, how to make you squirm and make a mess of yourself. You couldn't possibly leave him even if you wanted to, no one else could ever make you feel as good.
"Such a messy little cunt... been touchin' all day waiting for me? Hm?" he wonders.
"A little..."
"You know you aren't allowed to touch without permission." he delivers a wet slap to your throbbing clit. The contact makes you jolt, but looking at his aged scar curling up into a menacing smirk makes you smile too. "Naughty... shouldn't be enjoyin' getting touched like that." he tells you, slapping your pussy once more.
"C-Can't help it... love you t'much... love everything you do t'me..." you squirm, biting your lip again as you await his response.
He smirks again before looking down between your thighs. He spreads open your lips, coating his fingers slowly with your slick before removing them. He parts his fingers to see the webbing between them again and again. The spreading creating a tacky sound the rushes straight to his aching cock.
"All this for me, baby?" he smiles, honestly. "You really do love me."
"Mmm, mhmmn, I do... really love you, daddy."
"Or maybe..." he thinks, stuffing a singular finger into your tight warmth. "Maybe you just love daddy's cock." he considers, though the accusation scares you, it doesn't stop him from pumping his finger in and out of you. And it certainly doesn't stop you from moaning around it.
He watches as you throw your head back from the delicious stretch this one single finger is causing. Each and every pump of his finger driving you insane. You don't think you'd be acting like such a pornstar if you'd have relieved yourself at all today. But you wanted to be as good of a girl you could for your daddy. You wanted him to cure what ailed you, you know he makes you cum better than you do anyway.
"So fuckin' wet... hear how she's talkin' to me?" he asks, referring to the obnoxious squelch sounding around the room with each pummel of his finger. He wastes no time sliding in a second, jaw hanging low as everything becomes louder.
The squelching, your moans, his breath.
"It's 'cause she loves me, yeah?" he uses his free hand to spank your clit. "Answer me. Who does she belong to?"
"Y-You, daddy, p-promise." you manage to squeak out as he continues to press his fingers into your sweet spot.
"That's right, daddy's pretty little pussy. She's barely even yours, she's all mine." he reminds you. Your legs begin to shake as it all quickly becomes so intense. He tuts as your legs try to close, denying him of what he wants and of what you need. "Aht aht, none of that." he tells you. He presses his body weight into one of your thighs and uses his free hand to keep the other spread. Your sex on full display as he takes a moment to swipe his heavy fingers over your clit for a moment before shoving his fingers in deeply once again.
"S'too much! Too much, d-daddy! C-Can't!" you try to argue, but it's futile.
"Hey." he shoves your crop top upwards, revealing your soft, round tits. He doesn't take any time to admire them. Instead, he slaps them, but without any real force behind it. "I know best. I know what's too much, this ain't too much."
"It is..." you sniff, tears spilling from your eyes.
"Brat." he leans forward, pinching your cheeks so that your lips pucker. He kisses you deeply as he keeps fingering you. You melt into it, your body becoming more and more tense with each connection with that special spot inside of you. You're snapped back to your senses when you feel his heavy palm connect with your face. "Don't argue with daddy. It's not too much, baby. I can feel how tight you are. Gonna cum f'me, aren'tcha?"
"Mhmm..." you nod, dumbly.
"Go on, then." he insists. "Cum on daddy's fingers."
He pushes your legs apart once again to expose your cunt fully, despite him not looking. His lips wrap around one of your exposed nipples, sucking harshly in hopes of tipping you over that tantilising edge.
And it does.
He pulls away to get a front row seat of how your pussy gushes for him. Spurts and spurts of clear liquid dousing you both as well as the sheets beneath you. His fingers run frantically back and forth over your puffy clit, prolonging your orgasm further.
You've bitten your lip raw, and he can see how glittery and wet your eyes are as you cum for him. He loves seeing you like this, his perfect fucked out mess.
"What do you say?" he asks you.
"T-Thank you daddy, I love you. S-So much." you pant, chest heaving.
"I love you too, baby." he assures you. You watch as he frees his cock, pumping it a few times before lining it up with your overstimulated hole. "Time to make daddy feel good, now, okay? Be a good little girl and take daddy's cock."
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 11 months
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could i request the bishops + lambert with a rat reader that's a master thief, but is from a place where the old faith didn't have a really tight grasp so the reader hasn't really ever heard of the cult or the old faith?
Leshy
Being a master thief has gotten you surprisingly far in life, stealing things from berry seeds to bags of gold. Enough to comfortably get by. You're just very stealthy in all you do.
When you visited Darkwood for the first time, it was fairly easy sneaking around by using the trees and bushes as cover.
You were practically invisible to the average person and not even the Droppers noticed you.
Unfortunately, the worms beneath your feet sensed you wandering too close to Leshy's temple to their liking, being quick to inform their leader of your intrusion.
You ended up facing him, and his first accusation was that you were stealing for Lamb's cult.
Imagine his confusion when you respond with "who?"
He thinks you're playing dumb, though you sound dead serious when you claimed not to know who they were....nor did you know who he was.
"I am Bishop Leshy of Darkwood! Bearer of the chaotic Green Crown! Everyone in the Old Faith knows my name!" He boasts, thinking this will somehow jog your memory.
But the truth is that where you're from, the Old Faith's gospel didn't really latch onto your society. So you knew nothing of the bishops, nor their war with the Lamb's cult.
Your only interest is the price Leshy paid for that Green Crown.
Despite feeling insulted, he decides to let you go since you aren't allied with Lamb (plus as the youngest bishop he didn't rly know what to do with an outsider like yourself).
He only demands that you never returned, lest you be strung up in the trees or buried six feet under.
You just took some souvenirs in the form of gold nuggets and pretty little worm skulls for the journey home.
Kallamar
The worm's more paranoid brother, on the other hand, had his fair share of outsiders trying to weave their way into the cult...
Only to snatch up glowing crystal clusters and raid shipwrecks for treasures.
Midas was one such thief until he was banished for redistributing the treasures and acting like a "god of fortune" to clueless followers.
Anchordeep has a law forbidding followers from selling crystals for profit and trespassing onto shipwrecked areas.
In his realm, the punishment fits the crime as it consists of the accused's hands being infected with some disease--ranging from severe itching to boils....or even necrosis.
You're totally unaware of this law (not that you'd care about the law to begin with) and go about your thievery business like usual.
Somehow you avoided alerting Kallamar--even tricking him into falsely accusing others of stealing crystals--but he eventually found out and had you brought to his palace for interrogation.
Even though you tell him you've never heard of the Old Faith nor his laws, he's certain you're just making excuses.
"It's just common sense...you don't walk into someone's house and just take whatever you want!!" He snaps.
While he's generous not to punish you with necrosis or boils...your hands are left constantly itchy for several days, persisting even after you returned home emptyhanded. They ached and hurt all over.
You didn't realize you damn near scratched your own skin off until you noticed blood under your nails.
Heket
You'd think there wouldn't be much to steal in swampy, humid, smelly Anura. But you were quite wrong.
Back at home, your folks got shipments of menticide mushrooms (which are a delicacy as both a soup and, of course, hallucinogens).
They never got spores to grow their own supply, though, and lately Anura's trades have been lackluster.
So you decided to travel there and do some "charity work" with your master thief skills. Plus find a few keepsakes along the way.
Besides the mushrooms, nobody in your village knew much about this domain....nor were you aware of its arrogant amphibian ruler.
You were in cahoots with Sozo's followers, visiting their grotto and camping grounds, stealing heaps of shrooms for them in exchange for gold and tarot cards.
Ofc you'd pocket some of the spores for yourself.
Eventually your thievery was discovered after a Mushroomo accidentally sold you out to Heket while they were high, leading to her finding and interrogating you.
She blatantly accuses you of stealing for Lamb...but is taken aback when you admit to not knowing them, the bishops, or the Old Faith.
"Your folks have traded with Anurians for ages....yet you know not of our religion??"
"Some of the elders have, but none of your "doctrines" really stuck around for long."
Heket finds this revelation most puzzling, but in her confusion you flee her temple, and she barks at the guards to stop you.
Fortunately for you, no frog there could leap fast enough to keep up.
Shamura
Of all four rulers, this wise old spider had the greatest understanding that the Old Faith's gospel cannot touch every bit of land out there..
It's simply impossible for everyone in the world to know about it (let alone conform to its teachings) even if all their followers combined went on missionaries to spread the word.
That being said, they weren't completely alarmed when the bugs informed them that they caught an outsider--specifically a thief, aka you.
You were hoping to take some prized pieces of pottery and gold, but you got caught in a trap and busted big time.
Normally you're fearless, but being face-to-face with the Bishop of War while being webbed up in a silk cocoon (and seeing similar victims strung-up on the ceiling of the temple) had you scared shitless.
You were 100% convinced that Shamura was going to dissolve your guts into acid and feast on your corpse.
And yet...they spoke to you rather calmly, curious about your place of origin rather than angry over your thievery.
They ask you different things about your village, what religion it follows, how much it knows of the OF, etc.
Their followers kept reminding them that you're a criminal and should be prosecuted as such.
Eventually they do, but instead of death you're given a chance to earn your freedom by participating in a fighting pit.
Somehow you win and get to take all of the loser's money.
Lamb
First, they notice their offerings mysteriously vanishing from the shrines around the cult.
Then they realized all the gold bars made from their refineries were suddenly gone, the chests completely empty.
When they mentioned this during a sermon, half their followers are confused...while the other half began pointing fingers at each other and start arguing.
Lamb sees them accusing each other all the time of stealing, so he usually takes the accuser's word for it and puts the suspect in the pillory for a little while.
But things get messy as the problem continues and they're running out of materials to build pillories with.
They'd rather not be chastised by the One Who Waits for causing such discord in his cult, so they temporarily halt their crusades and investigate.
Eventually, Lamb discovers it's been you all along, but since you're a rat...for a moment they believed you were related to Ratau and Ratoo.
You don't know who tf they are..nor were you aware that you've been stealing from a cult.
Honestly, they're impressed that you managed to evade them for this long, but displeased with the fact your actions nearly tore apart their entire following.
Since you aren't affiliated with the Old Faith, they don't punish you harshly, yet want you to understand there's consequences.
Your sentence is community service for a day and apologizing to every follower.
It's humbling as hell, but you get through it and Lamb lets you take some treasures home.
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prodbyblush · 2 years
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AIB characters reactions to when their s/o is jealous pls ty (hcs)
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Arisu:
Wouldn't know that the green monster is creeping up on you already. He's too immersed trying to find a way out and get back to the real world; if he can't make it, he'll push his way for you to make it back alive and in one piece. But when he finally realizes what you're feeling, he's quick to wrap his arms around you and give you the time on why you're feeling like that.
Chishiya:
Another one who wouldn't notice it at first. You can't blame him; he's the kind of guy who'd make "ignorance is a bliss" as his motto. Human emotions aren't the kind he'd like to feel, but that all changed when he met you. So when realizes what you are feeling, he'd pull you to a more quiet space/area in the Beach that's only the two of you - one arm wrapped around your shoulders, lips placing a kiss on top of your head before whispering words of assurance.
Niragi:
He'd either: kill the person who made you feel like that or torture them right in front of you. But when you'd tell him that he should listen to your side of the story, he'd be glad to. After listening, he'd loosely wrap his arms around you, patting your back. But after a while, his hold on you would finally tighten, fingers slowly combing through your hair, just like how you'd do to him.
Last Boss:
The type who wouldn't give you a reason to be jealous over someone. He's so in love with you that when you're in the pool area of the Beach, his eyes would only be on you; not caring about anything or anyone as he walks over to where you are. But if given the chance that another girl or guy was trying to get close to him, he'd simply walk away, not giving them the attention they want from him.
Usagi:
"You know I only have eyes for you, right? There's no one else but you." She'd whisper into your ear, arms wrapped your waist as she stood by your side.
"You're the only one I want. Please remember that, alright?" She'd say to you with a bright smile on her face before placing a quick kiss on the cheek.
Kuina:
"If it makes you feel better, I only want your attention." She'd say to you before you walk out the door, leaving her behind. Being in a place with random strangers feel unnerving, but despite that, Kuina felt at peace and safe with you - someone who she can be and truly trust.
"I understand why you're feeling like that, but we were just trying to complete the game. Honestly!" Kuina says, raising her right hand in the air to prove her innocence. "If you're no longer feeling that, how about we cuddle while watching movies?"
Karube:
Would get a tad little mad if you accuse him of flirting with another player. It's like you didn't trust his love for you, didn't trust him to you at all. And that deeply wounded him. But nevertheless, he'd always come back to you. You're his home in a world unknown to him.
Mira:
"Why do you think like that?" She'd ask you with curiosity in her eyes. "Is it because of the way how close we were? Or was it because I was giving that person a lot of attention?" She inquires, slowly getting up from her seat and stand before you, wrapping her arms around your waist before placing a kiss on the crook of your neck, leaving a kiss mark on your skin.
"Your arbitrary feeling is temporary. But my love for you is forever."
TAGS: @aikerx @retrospacealien
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sawixii · 3 months
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i makea da other list. it's even longer this time
content: (everyone i didn't talk abt before lol) von kaiser, king hippo, bear hugger, soda popinski, bald bull, little mac+doc louis (and a random mention of nintendo's other forgotten fighting game ARMS)
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art by @verawhisk he's so eepy here
von kaiser
erykah badu once said "totally underrated. i don't think people have dealt with his disability. the stuttering- it's not just the stuttering. something happened to him. i just don't think, y'know, people really cared a lot about it." and she was talking about porky pig but that is my feelings on von kaiser
BUT SERIOUSLY NINTENDO why characterize the second lowest ranking boxer in both nes and wii punch out as having uncontrollable physical tics who is also extremely tough on himself to the point of smacking himself in the head multiple times to reprimand himself???? i don't want to fight him dude PLEASE
he definitely wasn't in super punch out despite icon status because of all the young kids fighting for no reason?? like birdy mac is 17, heike is 19, there's a fuckin flood of 20 year olds. have you ever sat down and wrapped your head around the fact that aran ryan is only 23. his teacher side forced him to back off
his fight with little mac nearly got him booted from the minor league because the ref accused him of throwing the match by only throwing punches that mac would easily block. mac was really pissed bc he assumed von kaiser was underestimating him but he vouched for kaiser and kept him in the wvba. they aren't on good terms bc mac actually has experienced not being taken seriously but he knows he didn't mean anything by it. kaiser just isn't a cold blooded fighter
sorry all kaiser's stuff was so dark AGH i just have emotions abt him. kaiser knows the end of his career is coming around so he started forcing himself not to pick every fight offered to him and distract himself from the time the fight would be happening by exploring the city around him. he most enjoys finding new restaurants and eating with a friend, mostly joe or disco kid.
king hippo
king hippo fans pspspsps. i know it's hard being a fan of a character who likes eating. i was a niall fan i understand your pain
distractable. omg so distractable and so sweet if you're hanging out with him and literally anyone else starts talking to him he's gone. mall vendors love him bc he will hang on to their every word and walk away with thirteen samplings of perfume and two fruity isla paradisa colognes. this absolutely also applies to street animals
u: hippo stop it's a street cat it's literally hissing at you
king hippo: (making purring noises and slow blinking)
it's not that he doesn't talk, it's the fact that everyone expects him to, so he refuses. get to know me on my own terms if you want to get to know me then. nonverbal power
really enjoys being independent so he doesn't like to date or adopt pets but his yard and the area around his house is filled with warm hiding places for strays to sleep and he keeps a big water bowl cleaned and filled to the top. he tries not to feed wild animals bc it's a really terrible idea to get them dependent but sometimes the wandering chickens are too cute
VERY serious about pacific island animal care. his money is for keeping himself fed and for the care and upkeep of his flowers and beehouses. more often than not he walks along the beach all day looking for trash or an animal in distress
i cannot tell you enough what an actual angel he is to be friends with. if you're depressed in another country he's already on a plane on his way. there is no stopping him. hippo is inevitable
you'd be hard pressed to find a single person on his islands who doesn't adore him and light up when he shows up EXCEPT. the owner of a tourist dive bar called sunset chaser. when hippo was a bab he kept wandering inside bc it's right on the beach and has bubbly vertical fish tanks all around. at first the owner assumed he just didn't speak english, then around the 13th visit he realized hippo understood everything he was saying (mostly Leave Please You're Not Old Enough) and was just showing up at this point to fuck with him. long story short hippo started showing up during peak business hours, get seen by the owner, and get chased out laughing his ass off. he comes around now as an adult (and famous) just to order water and soup and leave (30% tip)
loves to make people laugh and often does it without meaning to bc he's so expressive. if someone is an easy laugher (coughdiscokid coughbearhugger) he doesn't even do anything he just sits there and side eyes them like a dog. and then when they stop laughing he starts giggling and he has a crazy infectious laugh so nobody gets anything done
bear hugger
if you didn't have a crazy uncle before you do now
has never taken ANYTHING seriously. his two goals in life is to laugh and make The Perfect Breakfast (so far it requires waffle pancake towers and at least a gallon of maple syrup)
he never gets mean and he doesn't raise his voice when he's angry but when he sees invasive bugs and lizards and all that he turns into THE VERMINATOR
i'm telling you he's out there with a little vacuum laying waste to spotted lanternflies. and his squirrel has an even tinier vacuum and they're laughing like maniacs. it's kind of beautiful
he's kind of. a terrible friend DON'T CLICK OFF LET ME EXPLAIN he loves everyone and is a great guy to know and will come fix your spark plugs if you're in the middle of nowhere but he kind of doesn't realize that he can't just go off the grid whenever he wants for seven months without telling anyone why or where he is. he was just raised to be self sufficient and solitary
wanted to be a mountie as a kid but he decided he doesn't like the idea of answering to anyone just to go out and take care of nature. he does that every day. and he'd have to wear a shirt. no thanks
completely out of pocket humor. "there aren't any wild rats in alberta. i have seen some pet rats though. 's like a rat police state."
one of the very few adults who aren't lactose intolerant and he LOVES milk. he drinks a whole canteen full of it a day to keep himself strong. everyone in the major league is frankly disgusted by this but he's never broken a bone in his life and he's fallen out of at least 10 redwoods. so who's really crazy here
soda popinski
trying to fight the "blunt russian" stereotypes but he refuses to learn any english words besides "yes." "no." and "i don't know."
loyal to the cologne he's been using since he turned 15. the company making it nearly discontinued it but his team arranged to do an advertisement campaign with him as the face of the brand as long as they promised him a lifetime supply. it's a very cedar-y smell with undertones of chrysanthemum
actually really enjoys taking pictures with fans. he's not super confident about his looks but it's the one of the only times he allows himself to smile for pictures. otherwise you have photographers assuming that you will smile for any picture when that is simply not true
he was so hot in his 20's. hold on let me find the image
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he didn't like any of the attention he got so at 24 he shaved his head and started growing out his facial hair.
in general he hates being told what to do or being made a fool of. there's a reason he's in the crowd throwing bottles at aran ryan in title defense he got PISSED when aran wasn't fighting fair
despite this and the persona he adopts in the ring he is an extremely level headed and accommodating man. he and bald bull click pretty easily since they both understand how hard it is to shake a reputation of past aggression
soda's wake-up call to that happened in high school. he was constantly restless and getting into trouble with his teachers because he was struggling academically but could never verbalize just how, and with his authority figures when he "had" to fight his classmates in order to not look like an idiot and a wimp. yuh deep rooted resentment of authority
he has never actually drunken alcohol before. "vodka drunkinski" was an over the top joke name around the wvba's tendency to push boxers into stereotypes (his boldness impressed bald bull and started their years long friendship)
he would probably be really good friends with mr. sandman but the two are both more listeners rather than talkers so nothing more than a cool nod when they pass each other happens
he actually has quite a comedic social media presence. always slightly behind the trends but has a giant following because of that. he's like a russian cher
bald bull
hoo. bald bull in my mind lives a crazy life
the first boxer ever signed to the wvba and plans to stick around until his muscles give out. that said the same loyalty cannot be prescribed to the wvba itself
as a young man he was the golden calf. the cash cow (sorry i'm done) he was ready for the cameras at any time; he owned his angry and aggressive persona and he loved the public's fascination with his deadly bull rush. the name bald bull was synonymous with power, fearlessness, with the best of the best and with success.
when don flamenco was coming onto the scene, it was exactly the matchup both men needed. i mean, hello?? the bull and the bullfighter??? this was the fight of the century and the wvba didn't let ANYONE forget it
of course a fight is one night only, but good advertising can last a lifetime. (for better or for worse.) all the promotional material starts rolling out; bald bull's snarl contrasted with the young, calm, captivating don. there were photoshoots of don in matador suits, swinging the red cape with a proud smirk on his face, as though he had already won. as though his opponent were really a bull.
bald bull didn't need to be told who was favored to win. if the bull beats the matador, there is no cheering.
bald bull did win the match, though. handily. practically a massacre; don flamenco hardly threw a punch that mattered. and bull was right; the crowd didn't cheer.
he hadn't even taken off his boxing gloves before bull was summoned to be checked for doping. he had a nasty fight with the wvba doctor then; if he wasn't doping, why wouldn't he just let the tests prove him right? he seemed uncharacteristically aggressive tonight. maybe he should take an indefinite break
finally he defended himself hoarse; he took the blood test. no outside intervention. no apology. no need to push the matter further.
both don and bull's teams approached the wvba with the ultimatum that neither boxer would be coerced into any further matches, on threat of losing both of the fighters. they agreed and don flamenco and bald bull have not spoken since. bull specifically refuses to make any statement on the incident, while don flatly reiterates bald bull's expertise as a veteran of boxing, staying silent on any other questions.
that was, if you could tell, when bald bull learned the sticking power of an aggressive persona. his name is still synonymous with intimidation, power, and rage, though at some point the line between compliment and insult started to blend together.
he's extremely cagey about his real self, though being in the spotlight for so long has left very little of his public image to the imagination, and he's certainly much more irritable than he was as a young man.
he isn't all that he makes himself out to be, obviously. but there is no softer side that's yet to be found; he's just human. that means enough to him, anyway
if you were to dig deep in the youtube educational side (why would you. dork) you would find content by bald bull aimed at students struggling with physics. he loved science in school and was constantly conducting little experiments, and he was fascinated by physics. he feels bad for anyone who really enjoys science but gets held back by higher applications, so he purposefully shows any and every mistake he makes in the experiment to disprove that you have to be perfect as a scientist and to add a bit of entertainment to an otherwise pretty excruciating field
he's extremely well traveled, having visited every country in europe and nearly the entirety of asia as well. his parents believed the best education a child could get was through direct exposure to the real world. he would get horribly homesick and withdraw, dreaming of his bedroom in turkey until his grandmother gave him a piece of advice he carries with him to this day
he grew to enjoy travel, and whenever he starts to feel homesick, he bakes himself baklava. not quite how his grandmother would make, but it comforts him all the same
little mac
i know we all want the wvba to be besties but we gotta be honest at some point. it would be weird if this seventeen year old were just casually hanging out with these men who are on average three times his age
he's a good boxer (duh) but i swear i heard years ago that he was doing professional boxing in order to go to law school later on? pls tell me if you've also heard that i often feel like i'm insane. lawyer mac is so cute rotating him in my mind
btw i believe the name "little mac" being a pretty well known moniker being first used by nes mac, then snes mac and whatnot. i do also believe in mac's first name being macario though so i think doc louis just got really lucky this time around
he was a pretty unremarkable student in terms of popularity before he got famous but after it got so unmanageable he had to switch to online school thereby isolating him even more
he gets flustered so easily. he'll be jogging at the crosswalk with doc waiting for it to clear and then accidentally make eye contact with some guy and nearly slip on his own feet
due to my penchant for forgotten fighting games i also made he and mechanica from ARMS siblings. they both have celebrity crushes on ribbon girl but mac is a kid cobra stan for lifeeee
he and doc have grown inseparable over the course of his career. mac does have parents but he considers doc a father figure too; mac's family tree puts way more merit on chosen family rather than blood
speaking of family trees mac's is wild. he has family in india, haiti, the philippines, mexico, hawai'i, brazil, indigenous america, puerto rica like family reunions go crazy. he's closest (in location and by direct connection) to his latino cousins in the bronx and brooklyn so everyone just assumes he's latino. he honestly has no idea
however due to his multi heritage he loves tweeting once he beats someone. like when he beat don flamenco he immediately tweeted "that's for puerto rico"
mac actually programmed the training holograms as well as his own mesh hologram! he watches copious amounts of past performances of the boxer he's set to go up against and runs an extremely simplified version of their style and estimates how they'll deal with exhaustion, how much force they'll put into each round etc
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bewitched-bullet · 2 months
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Unsurprisingly, I did not get a clear answer. I did not expect one. You accuse people of being bullies and abusers while you are even worse. Spreading lies, talking behind people's backs, manipulating others into following your ridiculous crusade. Do you feel good about yourself?
Where are the asks that put John in a better light? I know they are there, because I wrote at least one of them. Oh, you're not answering them? I wonder why... 🙄
I don't expect you to answer this ask. Because you are a coward. And a bully. And an abuser. (Or maybe you lash out because you feel unfairly accused. Like the rp gang did.)
Obviously, it's been answered. And I knew that ask as well as this one are considered "bad faith" asks. But I answered them anyway, just as I answered ones that expressed doubts over the reality of the situation, just as I answered the spicy ones that defended John, and the Harriett mod one.
But do go on and keep putting your foot in your mouth.
And while you do that, I'll put my old teacher cap back on and break this down for the audience (which.... there aren't many going by engagement? Which makes this even more incredibly hilarious. Like, you’re seriously threatened by a nobody who doesn't even have organic reach.)
Bullies and (chronic) abusers cannot be reasoned with, it's a known fact. So, it is unsurprising to see that they dismissed the answer from their previous asks. Then they try blaming/projection. Likely in an attempt to get an emotional reaction. Actually, this whole thing is an attempt to illicit an emotional response.
Then the mod continues with the self-projection (pssssst! What crusade? Why was i not informed?? I'm allergic to genocidal holy wars!) until we hit the first question. (And yes, yes I am)
Now, they are attempting redirection. I have voiced my observations (at that point) that the John mod has only answered asks that have set them in a only good light. Hence the redirection here. As they have blocked me (wise choice) I cannot see from this account if that still holds true. I bet you they changed tactics after my observations. Because I'm a smart cookie and they know it. Check them dates!
(I have received so many asks y'all and I have answered every one of them except two. One that John mod sent that's still there and was an almost carbon copy of the pm they ALSO sent and a public post they tagged me in. Sooo redundant. And one was a link to Dump's profile (which has been addressed by another anon ask)
So! This here is called fabrication in a poor attempt to discredit. They count on the community/person they are attacking to be either naive, sheltered, vulnerable. In their minds, they believe we are all stupid.
Now, we get to some good bits. They are clearly trying goad and then the fall back on their ol' faithful tactic of self-projection.
Throughout all of this, they were trying to emotionally manipulate by attempting to create an emotional response or a sense of shame (lololol I have none). Digging into someone's sense of shame is the easiest way to control and abuse them. But it generally requires more personal involvement with the intended victim
Millions of people don't speak out and/or stay locked in abusive situations because of shame.
Now with all of this said, that doesn't mean because you've manipulated folks before to get what you want, you're a "bad" person.
Because my morals are my own, I will not tell you folks how to handle this gray area.
Just a question to leave you all with: is the world black and white? Or is it an spectrum?
Just like, if I see someone steal food--no the fuck I didn't.
Ok, time to lock the instructor hat back in the closet where it belongs.
(Side note: being threatened by a nobody because they dare to question and can't be cowed, is common with bullies, abusers, and predators)
Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk
If you would like to see this whole mess, search the tags for "a scandal in tumblr"
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heich0e · 2 years
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KENMA bc I been thinkin about him a lot lately!!!!!
u got it ley
18+ MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT tags: fingering, exhibitionism, public sex, sugar daddy kenma, daddy kink word count: 511
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"You're being noisy."
Kenma's right and you know it, but in your own defence it's entirely his fault.
Your hands grapple against the wallpaper in front of your face uselessly, your freshly painted nails leaving little red tracks of polish in their wake as you scrape them against the paper. The marks aren't particularly noticeable, the fine lines of crimson lost in the sumptuous swirl of the floral pattern: you can only see it because your face is so close, your cheek pressed against the wall of the expensive boutique's fitting room as Kenma crooks his fingers inside of you cruelly, your arousal dripping all the way down to his wrist.
You whimper again.
"It's almost like you want to get caught, you know."
You don't.
You aren't even sure how you ended up like this, if you were being honest. This was supposed to be an unremarkable afternoon shopping trip to find Kenma something to wear to a formal event he had coming up, but it had somehow devolved into this: being fucked open by Kenma's unfairly agile fingers in the dressing room of a store you couldn't dream of being able to afford to shop at yourself, wearing a dress more expensive than a month's worth of your own salary--though presently it's rucked up around your waist, Kenma pinning it up with the hand not busy between your twitching thighs.
'I'll buy it for you,' Kenma had said, only a few minutes earlier, sprawled across the chaise in the centre of the fitting room area while you examined the garment the salesperson had just presented you with. You'd looked at Kenma curiously when it was handed to you, only to find him smirking from his seat. You'd made every attempt to decline the offer, but he was insistent--a thank you, he'd said, for accompanying him out for the day. The dress was beautiful, finer than any you'd ever hoped to own, and he'd clearly seen you eying it wistfully as the two of you had been perusing around the shop. As though sensing your imminent agreement, he tacked on a single stipulation to the deal: 'But only if you try it on for me.'
"Is that what you want?" Kenma rasps, referencing his earlier accusation and pressing a little closer so he's whispering in your ear. "Do you want that nice attendant who picked this pretty dress out for you to see you in here like this?"
You shake your head weakly, tears prickling in your eyes. You're so close to coming undone that you can taste it, can feel the knot that's pulled unbearably taught in your tummy. Your hips rut back unconsciously against Kenma's hand, and he chuckles--his breath ghosting hot against the shell of your flushing ear. His pace endures: still infuriatingly slow and measured, never changing.
"Then what do you want?"
"Wanna cum," you say, the words strained and weak as you fight to choke back the moan you feel sitting in the back of your too-tight throat.
Kenma chuckles as he presses a fleeting kiss to the curve of your shoulder, his nose brushing softly along your throat as his lips trail back up to your ear.
"You know that's now how this works."
You tremble. At his nearness, at the thought of being caught, at the way you can hear how wet you are as Kenma forces a third finger inside of you to stuff you full, and at his words.
"Please,--" you whimper, your head dropping so your forehead rests against the fittingroom wall, the floral pattern swimming as tears pool in your eyes, "--can I cum, Daddy?"
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bread-and-roses-too · 6 months
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I appreciate that there's been a pushback to pure choice feminism, it's important to acknowledge that no decision exists in a void. However, I worry when I see bullying towards women who conform to patriarchal standards in places that are considered "safe" for women, namely the west. I feel like things are neatly categorized into "feminist" and "unfeminist", so I want to remind people of something very important:
It is not "unfeminist" to conform to the patriarchy for safety reasons.
There may be a variety of reasons why being non-conforming to the patriarchy might be dangerous. Some women are required to wear certain dress in order to keep their jobs, like high heels or skirts. Losing a job can lead to a variety of safety concerns. In the same way, women in general are well aware of the fact that wearing makeup and nice, gender-conforming clothes makes you more likely to pass a job interview. Some women, like intersex women, trans women, and women of color, are more commonly targeted by accusations of being "fake" women and are more likely to face violence related to those accusations. They may go out of their way to conform to gendered standards of dress and action to avoid unsafe situations. There are also certain locations where not conforming to patriarchal gender standards is grounds for verbal or physical harassment. I live in a pretty Trumpy, confederate-flag-laden area, but people here tend to keep to themselves and not openly point out or threaten deviants to the "norm". This isn't the case everywhere in the U.S., and certainly not across the world. There are also highly religious areas and families where abuse might happen under the guise of "discipline" to women who stand up to traditional gender roles.
There are women in all of these situations who choose to fight the patriarchy, and those women are incredibly brave. In my personal opinion, acting as though this choice is obvious, safe, or even required belittles how much these women are putting themselves through. Fighting the patriarchy is neverending, it's tough, it can be dangerous. Honor those who fight and respect those who aren't in a place to take that risk.
If you're in a situation where it's unsafe for you to be yourself outside the patriarchy, I see you. You should not be silenced because of your desire or need for self-protection. Proclaiming, even if it has to be anonymously, that you're being forced against your will to conform to the patriarchy is so incredibly important for people to hear. There is a misconception, even among feminists, that the worst of misogyny is over in the global west. Your voice matters, sometimes more than the voices of those of us who are in safer areas less affected by misogyny. I hope one day we can help you find safety and peace.
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I gotta say, one of my most hated salt trope is when Gabriel or Audrey prefer Marinette over Adrien and Chloé. They see Marinette as the better child/the more talented/the more deserving and the entire fic's plot revolve around Adrien/Chloé's realisation and concluding devastation over that fact. :/
Salt has a questionable status in this fandom, as it does in most fandoms, but as I've come to unpleasantly realise, most people who are writing salt are, in fact, not twelve or thirteen year olds but full grown adult with jobs, career, even children of their own.
Sometimes, I see posts that are so overwhelmingly filled with hatred for certain characters, it's shocking to realise that you guys aren't being ironic, you're being for real. Your opinion is yours to have, and all of your emotions and feelings are valid. It's always good to be passionate rather than bland. I'm sure that if we were to meet on the streets, no one would be this zealous over their opinion of a children's cartoon show. But I feel like some of you are so sucked into this imaginary, badly-written, fan service-orientated world, you've forgotten your common sense and dedicated effort that this show does not deserve into defending your favourite, mistreated characters.
This show isn't well-written. It has questionable plots and characters. Thomas Astruc is a dubious man. These are all facts that no one is arguing against. But even with all these truths in the air, it still doesn't justify the sheer amount of unregulated hatred reserved for certain characters.
I'm speaking to the 'I live for salt' girlies who churns out Marinette Deserves Better wips on the daily. The people who are swearing at each other on the Internet over whether or not Chloé is a good person and deserves to be redeemed. I'm talking about those who accuse Lovesquare shippers of enabling toxic relationship and misogyny.
What are you talking about?
I don't think any of you truly believe that Miraculous is bad for children or that it's upholding the patriarchy, you're simply grasping onto whimsical straws of social justice in order to advance your own egocentric agenda.
Fandoms are meant to be a safe place to discuss your interests and find like-minded friends who aren't available in your local area. Not a feedback loop of aggrandising, disproportionate speculation.
If you hate the show so much, you're not even watching it anymore and following other people's social media AUs instead – nothing wrong with that, but you do realise that means you have no idea what you're talking about, right? If the show is so terrible and you don't even care about XXX or YYY, why not just leave? Place your time and effort into something that wouldn't make you so angry and dissatisfied?
I've been watching Miraculous for about six years now, and this show has a lot of impact on my artistic and internal psyche and it means a lot to me and I can see both the good and the faults in it. But at the end of the day, the characters of Miraculous are literally just characters. They're not real, they don't have opinions of their own, and they do what they do at the behest of the people writing them. You can't let yourself be consumed by their fictional plights.
Take this statement with a grain of salt and know that there is fluctuations to the fact of it, there are always exceptions, but: fandom arguments are ultimately pointless. There's better, more worthwhile things to do. There's always going to be annoying, infuriating people, you don't want to add yourself to the mix. Think about it, what's your endgame? That everyone will apologise to you and admit that you were right and follow all your opinions? That the writers of the show will change the story and rewrite everything according to your suggestions and 'corrections'? You're bitterly giving all your energy to something that will never reward you.
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if portwell had a possibility to get back together would you want that?
So this is a fascinating question because it depends on how they develop it. If they do the right steps, and take the right time to get them back together, I'd love that. If they were to do a cheap plot to get them back together, then I'd rather that they don't do it.
I've always thought that portwell was a couple worth respecting. If I didn't, I wouldn't have been so mad with the season 3 finale; I believe they deserve something better than what they got. So naturally, I'd want the same if they were to get back together.
We know EJ just tried to do what was best for the play, for the Disney+ show, for everyone involved, and especially for his friend. He tried to do everything right, and yes, he did fail in many aspects, and that led to a slippery slope of miscommunication and misunderstandings. Eventually, Gina and EJ broke up because he was (in Gina's eyes) neglecting her. However, I think most of us in the portwell community agree that it was a misunderstanding that could've been easily solved with a conversation on the pressure of directing a show, and taking care of a cast, while also trying to enjoy his last year at camp (and by extension, his last year being a kid). He neglected Gina a couple of times, but it was understandable given the amount of pressure he was under, so if portwell were to get back together, I would need Gina to acknowledge that. I'd love it if she admitted that she might've been projecting some of her insecurities onto him, which leads me to the next problem to be solved.
When Gina broke up with EJ, she said she "couldn't be a maybe anymore", but she was not a maybe. Sure, EJ might not have been there for her 24/7 (which we already established was not right), but that doesn't mean he doubted his feelings for her. She needed something stable, she explains that her whole life has been about change, but now needed something stable, which is completely understandable, but there wasn't much evidence for her to believe EJ couldn't be that. So far, what we had seen, and what Gina had seen, was EJ showing up for her every time, even when they were just friends. Instead of trying to talk to him on why this time he was failing in that area, she went straight to breaking up, accusing him of being unsure of their relationship. Why? My interpretation is that in some level she was projecting her own insecurity on their relationship. When they started dating, she's very clear about how nervous she is to be someone's girlfriend, how she wants to be the perfect girlfriend. She was putting this pressure on herself and the relationship to be perfect, and when it wasn't that, she started panicking. Along comes Ricky, who doesn't come with an insane amount of pressure. He's just... Ricky. Someone she has always been able to talk to, someone who was her first friend, someone who genuinely cared about her. Even though they agreed to start again, there was obviously still a lingering uncertain air of something that didn't get closure because she had moved on. While her relationship with EJ was going sideways because he was too busy, Ricky was right there, being present, making up for all the times that he wasn't. She started doubting her relationship with EJ, and when the climactic moment of their breakup came, she told him he thought she was a maybe, when it actually might've been the other way around. It becomes even clearer when she confesses to Ricky in the last scene and uses the same wording, even though Ricky doesn't know (like us) what it means. She says, "I don't have maybe feelings about you. You aren't a maybe, you're a yes." Unless that was the way SHE felt for EJ, the line is worded wrong. If the truth was that she felt like she was being neglected before, and now she isn't, she would have said "I don't feel like a maybe when I'm with you," or something along those lines. If they got back together in season 4, Gina would have to admit to EJ that she was insecure, and projected all of that onto him.
Part of the reason for their breakup was the pressure they both felt. EJ felt pressure from the outside, the world, his dad, his own expectations for himself, but not inside the relationship. Gina felt pressure coming from herself IN the relationship, if that makes sense. Gina's appeal to Ricky in season 3, like a mentioned, was partly because she didn't feel so much pressure with him. She didn't have to be "the girlfriend", she could just be herself. If Portwell were to get back together, I would love a friendship arc to be built again, based on a friendship without pressure. Season 2's development of them was great because of that. They didn't feel pressure from their relationship with each other, Gina was unsure of her future, but not her future with him, and EJ was the same. Their friendship would have to go back to that, and since now they know that that's what affected their relationship, be intentional to make it translate into a proper relationship.
However (and this is the last thing I want to talk about since this post is already long enough), for EJ and Gina to get back together, Gina and Ricky would have to break up. As much as I dislike Rina as a romantic couple, I still want their relationship to be respected since hundreds of people enjoy it, and also the characters themselves deserve to be respected. If they were to break up, I would like it to be because they realized they're better off as friends than lovers. Make it a them thing, and not get EJ involved until they're broken up, which is why getting portwell back together would only work until season 5. If they got together in season 4, after Rina JUST broke up, it would be disrespectful to the fans who love it and the ship itself. This is why portwell shippers were so mad with the ending of season 3. It was so rushed, so clearly fan service to keep the rina shippers happy, that it completely ruined portwell's chance to mourn their recently broken relationship (and the fans who also had to suffer through it). As a portwell shipper myself, I wouldn't want to wish that on anyone, not even rina shippers (even tho they've been mean to me before lol). Season 4 to build their relationship back up, and season 5 to get back together.
After all of this, my answer to your question anon, is no. I already went through everything that I think needs to be solved in order for it to be a clean make up, and knowing these writers, they won't do that. So if they won't do it, I won't like it.
Basing off of the way they've handled the other relationships on the show, if they wanted portwell back together it would probably go like: Ricky and Gina have a couple great episodes! They're laughing, they're kissing, they're loving each other... but, oh, no, Ricky screws up, and guess who's there? EJ. He apologizes for being a jerk to Gina in season 3, says that he really cares about her and only wants to be her friend. Gina accepts his apology, and tells him everything that has been going on with Ricky. They start getting closer and closer, and Gina and Ricky just keep going down. They eventually have this big, emotional, dramatic moment in which they break up and agree they just aren't meant to be. Gina has like a week to mourn until she realizes that her true love was EJ all along. Ricky also gets a new love interest, probably.
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nzoth-the-corruptor · 3 months
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Thr inconsistency in warcraft lore shoulf br studied. I tip my hat to all the fanfiction writers for putting up with all the work-breaking jumbo. With that said what's your biggest pet peeve in retconed lore or similar?
Retcons that exist solely because one writer decides they didn't like a previous writer's work or don't want to read through it to make sure what they're writing works with it — not because there's anything about the work that hinders new plans going forward, or because it's dated and tasteless, but simply because they didn't respect it.
(Secondary to this: the fact that the different writing teams all appear to be working without any form of communication, also resulting in strange inconsistencies and instantly-retconned lore.)
Retcons aren't necessarily the devil, but the big problem I think is that they're used as a cheap 'fix' instead of actually getting into the nitty-gritty of what the problem is and how to resolve it through the medium of storytelling, because of course it's a lot cheaper and faster to just retcon the problem than to create an entire questline or commission a story to resolve the issue that's between them and the actual story they want to tell.
But it really stings to see good older lore left on the wayside because whoever was given the reins doesn't care for it one way or another, especially when what it's replaced with lacks charm or character.
As a massive IP Warcraft does have a truly colossal catalogue of old lore and I feel that part of the problem may be writers not being properly on-boarded with it, or else being assigned to writing quests and storylines for areas of the lore they're less familiar with as a way to gain 'experience' — whoever wrote the Kaldorei heritage questline seems to have only the most superficial grasp on night elf lore, for example.
But I think my biggest bugbear is when the novelization and the in-game information on events/characters are completely different, or when the Horde and the Alliance version of the same questline presents completely different stories.
Battle for Azeroth is rife with this, particularly the War of the Thorns where you have three separate versions of the story: the Alliance questline, the Horde questline, and the novelization (Elegy/A Good War) that all establish different, sometimes conflicting events and different motivations for the consistent events.
If you only played Horde in BfA, you're probably a bit confused as to why the night elf players are accusing the Horde of massacring every night elf civilian in Ashenvale and exterminating entire towns during the War of the Thorns.
For a more recent example, I think War of the Scaleborn is fascinating insofar that it appears to be operating in an entirely separate continuity from the rest of World of Warcraft: Dragonflight, which I think is in large part due to the novel most likely being written in 2022 on what was likely a draft of Dragonflight's plot (its original release date was slated to be November 2022, but it was delayed by just shy of a year.)
By the time the novel released, all of the foundation it had been built on was almost entirely eroded not only as the game progressed without regards to the unreleased novel, but as gears shifted towards preparing for the Worldsoul Saga and the retooling of characters and plotlines to fit those plans.
Which massively sucks for Alameda, because I doubt the delay on the novel's release was her fault.
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mageofseven · 11 months
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Repressed Love: A DiaLuci Love Story
Chapter 11
Tag list: @astroseuss @zarakem @brielle043 @missloserqueen
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Lucifer walked his son back home to House of Lamentation. After what his son went through today, it just calmed the pride demon's nerves a bit to accompany him home.
When he later made it back home to the castle, Lucifer realized his daughter was asleep in the carrier. Asleep. And calm? For the first time in his little girl's short life, she wasn't crying in her sleep. It seemed like the combination of being strapped close to her daddy and the enchanted headphones canceling out noises for her really helped his daughter find some semblance of peace for the first time since her birth.
Lucifer was astounded and very grateful for this discovery, but also knew it probably wasn't comfort for his child to be in the carrier for too long.
Since the girl was fast asleep, Luce laid her down in her crib (her little body was already too big to safely use the bassinet) before heading to Diavolo's office.
His boyfriend raised an eyebrow as Luce stepped into his office. He dropped his pen on the desk immediately and rose from his desk.
"My Light?" He walked around the desk and towards his boyfriend, taking his hands in his. "Is everything okay? Where is Audriana?"
The pride demon understood why the prince was so concerned. Lucifer had made a firm point in not bothering his boyfriend as he worked and in truth, always had their daughter in his arms during the day for her own comfort.
"She's asleep." Lucifer said simply, taking his hands back before crossing his arms. "We need to talk."
The prince watched his boyfriend for a moment, taking in his serious but controlled manner. He knew Lucifer too well, that this meant he was incredibly upset about something.
The redhead nodded and led his boyfriend over to the sitting area and the two lowered themselves to the couch.
The father wasted no time in telling the other man what happened at the school, about what Abigor's son said about Satan and Audriana, only briefly mentioning what was said about himself because in truth, it mattered little at this point to the pride demon; that pathetic excuse of a man talked down about his his children, purposely aiming to make his son feel lower than him and less of a person than others.
Lucifer needed that man to pay and the prince had the most power to see that through.
"Lucifer." The redhead said carefully. "Your son nearly killed Viscount Abigor's son and you're asking me to punish them more."
"He harassed my son." Lucifer repeated. "He called Satan and our daughter mongrels, incomplete and insufferable beings! You cannot tell me you're condoning his actions?"
"I'm not condoning it. However, Satan has now caused a new issue I have to clean up within my court."
"He disrespected my children." Lucifer said incredulously. "Even if you don't care for my son, he spoke ill of our daughter. You can't seriously tell me you're going to let him get away with it."
Dia winced at the accusation.
"Lucifer..." He said his name softly. "You truly believe I don't care for Satan?"
The father went silent, guilt filling his heart. He didn't mean that, not exactly anyway.
"My Light." Dia laid a hand against Lucifer's cheek and leaned closer to him. "Satan is your son. Of course I care for him. How could I not? He's a good man, one so important to you."
"Yet you won't defend him? Or Audriana?" Lucifer said quietly.
He took a deep breath before lowering the other man's hand and rising from the couch.
"Lord Diavolo," He used the man's full title, trying to distance himself from the prince. "I'm going home. Audriana and I obviously aren't welcome here."
He turned to leave, but his boyfriend grabbed his arm.
"My Light, please." Dia pleaded with him.
Despite the complexity of it all, the prince has never been happier than when Lucifer moved in with him. The man and their daughter was his whole world.
The prince didn't want his boyfriend to leave, to take their daughter away from him. Who knows what was going through the pride demon's mind? How far he planned to go? Would this be the end of them? Would he no longer wish Dia to see their daughter? Would Lucifer just spiral back to complete self-loathing?
Lucifer stepping out that door now could cause so many unknowns the prince couldn't handle.
The pride demon shook his head, an action meant for himself only.
'Devil, what is wrong with me?' He thought to himself.
This...this wasn't him. Since he had his daughter, hell even before that, this man has been so emotional. He always prided himself on his rationality, but where had that side of himself gone in all of this?
He used to never let his emotions control him like this. He could look at a situation and be objective, know when best to strike and when best to buy his time or just simply let things go.
Of course Diavolo can't risk dealing with this in the way he wished. If the prince always punished those with bad words towards him or his family, he would have an insurrection on his hands and what good would that do for Satan or Audriana?
The pride demon let the other man gently pull him back to him. The two sat back down together, this time with Dia on the couch and Lucifer on his lap.
Luce hid his face in the crook of his boyfriend's neck and Dia held him close as he kissed his head.
"I love you so much." Dia told him. "Surely you know that? That I love and value you above all else in this world?"
Lucifer lightly nodded and the prince slipped a hand in his hair, giving the other demon a small, but loving head massage.
The two stayed that way for a while. Neither letting go of the other; neither wanted to. It was like all of the comfort is this dark, difficult world could only be found in each other's arms.
Eventually, Diavolo spoke.
"I'll send a message to Abigor."
Luce shook his head before angling his face to look up at him.
"You don't have to."
"But I do." He brushed some hair out of his boyfriend's face. "He provoked Satan and though he took it too far, it was still the viscount's son who started it. Their family needs to learn that I won't tolerate mine being attacked."
"Diavolo..."
The prince kissed his boyfriend's forehead.
"It's not just you and Audriana. Satan, your brothers...you are all my family now. And I will defend my family with my life, if need be."
Devil, this man was too perfect. The pride demon couldn't think of a single thing he could have done in his life to deserve such a man but...he wanted to hold on to him for dear life.
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fereldanwench · 1 year
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okay so
i guess i'm doing this
i've avoided talking too publicly about any of this because it's... messy and uncomfortable for me, and probably other people, too. i also don't want to perpetuate drama and i was hoping i could just move on, but i don't think i can without unburdening myself a little here and i need to be witnessed, lmao.
i think this fandom also has a culture of whispering and gossiping in discord servers and dms rather than addressing anything head-on, and breaking that norm is also uncomfortable.
but the thing is, even if no one explicitly shares anything, that energy still obviously influences more public spaces and how we interact with each other. it breeds a lot of paranoia and mistrust, i think, even for people who aren't predisposed to dealing with issues like social anxiety or RSD. but given how many of us do actually deal with those things, it makes it even worse.
(although on the flipside, i think there are also plenty of conflicts that should be resolved privately and sometimes going full salted-earth publicly is also the wrong move, but I DIGRESS)
and look, yes, i am bad in this regard, too. i got sucked into this shit with everyone else, and i fuckin' hate it. i hate how much inconsequential knowledge i have rotting inside my already very overloaded brain about who's besties and who blocked whomst and WHATEVER THE FUCK I DO NOT FUCKING CARE
i didn't get involved in this shit in high school, i certainly don't need to be getting involved in it now
having said all that, here's some internal fandom conflict i've been dealing with on and off since january of this year.
about a week after lizzie's shutdown, i did notice that people i thought i was cool with were seemingly no longer cool with me. it was also happened not too long after i made the how-to fandom guide that i realized missed the mark for some folks, so i was like, well, maybe it was just that.
but to be completely honest, even if it was just that, that still kinda sucked too. although i agreed with the feedback that i should have taken a different approach to some areas in that guide and been more sympathetic to other sensitivities for creators in the fandom, my heart was in the right place. intent doesn't override impact, of course, but intent should still count for something, i think.
and i'm not asking for sympathy, i don't want or need it, but i do just want to share where i was mentally at the time to set the stage for later anxieties: no one likes getting yelled at for doing what they thought was a good thing.
but yanno, also, again to be fully transparent, i did feel like some folks were projecting their insecurities onto some sections and were just taking an uncharitable read on it as a result. i think a handful of people just didn't read it at all and wanted to revel in some righteous indignation, an impulse i unfortunately also understand too well so i can't judge too harshly there. sometimes you just see a phrase that just gets under your skin and nothing else said before or after that matters. i know. I've been there. but it is still kind of unfair to the person on the receiving end.
but i tried to walk away from that situation with humility and understanding and as a lesson to be more thoughtful in the future. i also had enough people say that it was helpful for me to feel like ultimately was a net positive, and i felt like everyone was moving past it.
so a few weeks later, after lizzie's had shut down under INCREDIBLY ABRUPT AND CONFUSING CIRCUMSTANCES TO ME, and i noticed i was being seemingly shunned or even blocked by folks i was like...
are people mad at me again for the how-to-fandom post?
or, because i am publicly friends with some prominent members of lizzies who have been accused of bullying and other bad things, that i am guilty by association?
at the time, i actually considered making some sort of public statement, but i took a step back, and i told myself "no, you're just still dealing with some lingering anxieties about The Fandom Post and you're extra sensitive and inclined to some paranoia right now. you were mostly active in the 3 months in lizzie's before it shut down. you don't have a strong association with the server. that's silly. and making a post like that will probably just make things worse because people will assume a guilty conscience is an admission of wrongdoing in and of itself."
(and i do have a guilty conscience, but i was raised catholic, my natural state is to assume i did something wrong even if i quantifiably didn't, lmao.)
but i would still catch little comments here and there, notice passive-aggressive tags on someone's post, or even just feel a vibe that kept me thinking... maybe i actually am accused of doing something.
so when That Blog started up (and yes i hate myself for being enthralled by it and i just blocked it because i know my curious monkey brain will continue leading me to the dark side if i don't), and i saw that i was explicitly accused of being a part of some inner cabal of 30-year-old women who were bullying everyone in lizzie's, i was like OH okay. so it wasn't paranoia, i was right. being friends with a few people who have been accused of wrongdoing and i guess... winning a photomode contest once was enough for some people to assume that i was one of the big baddies in the server? cool.
but the other big reason i didn't want to say anything publicly at the time was the two incidents that i was aware of did not involve me at all. i literally just did not do anything. and it wasn't my place then nor is it my place now to weigh in on other of those, especially in a public setting. i don't even want to say anything beyond this, really. i wasn't involved in any capacity, and i don't want to be involved. they're just not my conflicts.
and i know some people will take that stance in and of itself as being complicit or whatever, and that's your perogative, but i just don't feel right about inserting myself in a situation that never involved me. and i certainly don't want to drag anyone, friend or otherwise, into anything when they're probably trying to work past it in their own ways, too.
i'm also not even that pressed about people deciding they don't "trust" me or whatever for being friends (or just being friendly with--some of the people I'm accused of conspiring with i don't even know that well) with people they don't like. I'm sometimes wary of people who are friends with people i don't vibe with, too. i get it. so if you want to label me as guilty by association, knock your socks off. but just know that within the context of The Lizzie's Situation, that is the extent of my trangressions.
and outside of The Lizzie's Situation, the only two things i can think of that i did were 1) foot-in-mouth guide as addressed up there, which i really think is more of a miscommunication than an actual Bad Thing and 2) acting like an asshole in another server to someone because i was mad about how they treated my friends, which was still the wrong way to handle those feelings, and I apologized for the best way i can under the circumstances.
i genuinely cannot think of anything else I've done to cause harm to anyone in this fandom. even with people i don't like, i still don't want to hurt them. i just don't want to interact with them. if there is something else i did and you want to talk to me about it, i am open to hearing about that and doing what i can to alleviate that hurt (if it's possible, i know sometimes it's not) and making the effort to not do that again in the future.
i know i can't do anything about people who are already convinced that i am the devil, but i don't think i could really accept that and move on without at least getting my side out there. so if you read this, thank you.
that said, i do think i need to disconnect for a while so if anyone reaches out one way or the other, I'm taking the day off from social media, lol. maybe the weekend, idk, we'll see.
but yeah. that's it. thanks. 💙
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hey, me again. I only just noticed you got around to my ask and felt the need to follow up.
it feels like... you didn't really read it? sorry to be blunt, but given that you seemed to reply to things I outright said I wasn't accusing you of, it just feels that way.
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examples above ^^^ with highlighted screenshots being things I said and non-highlighted being your replies. there are other things I could have pulled as well, but I didn't for brevity's sake.
in any case, on recent updates I've received, as well as your own addendum to your initial reply, I feel I either haven't accurately made my points clear or they were misconstrued in some way.
I don't think that you word-for-word copy and paste things into your final, published fics. I said as much the first time. but you have said on multiple occasions that you take ideas from others and paste them into your outline. I also said that this wasn't a problem in and of itself, because it's not. but when the ideas you're basing fics off of are as hyper-specific as they were, it can't really be written off as a "same common trope." those people deserved credit at the very least, and preferably to have been asked permission in thr first place before their ideas were put into your outlines. personally, I've written multiple fics for another fandom that were based on ideas from friends, or tropes I'd seen in other fics. you seem to think that this is what i and others are taking issue with, when it's not. the difference is that, according to at least one instance, you've neglected to obtain proper permission to be using these people's ideas.
I think that there's more nuance to the question of whether you are a "plagiarist" or not. I wouldn't say no, but I would say a hard yes, either, because this is a gray area.
what I think you need to do is look through your existing outlines and find the sources of the ideas you pasted in (whether by discord term searching or however else, I don't really know where else you talked about them), and then at the very least, credit those people in your fics. the people whose ideas were used should not be under an obligation to figure out which works were lifted from their ideas and reach out to you, because they aren't the ones responsible for their ideas being lifted.
any and all harassment you're receiving is unhelpful to either side of the argument and I hope it settles soon.
- anon
Hi thanks for your response.
Dyslexia and currently bad mental state have made it harder to remember what i have and haven't read. So i am sorry for the response i made before.
You're right. in conversations about people i talk to about my fic ideas i have copied/pasted their thoughts they gave to me about their ideas usually i have asked "hey can i put this onto a document" but there may have been one or two times where i did it without asking
[these have probably been when im asking people for ideas for my own fics, whether its changing scenes/backstories for SAW 3D or character stuff]
It has been so long since i worked on the outline but I should have written down whose idea is whose. I plan on going back through my outlines and fixing all of that.
I have gotten carried away. this is the first time in any fandom ive written more than 2 fics for. I have taken ideas without meaning to and then forgot where i had taken them from.
for that I am deeply sorry and apologetic. this is what i want to change and fix from now on.
I really do try to credit as well as i can for my ideas. but I obviously need to get better at it.
Out of the current wips that i have started writing. one fic is based on an rp. another fic is based on a comment i got on my puppy fic and another off of that with expansion and more angst. [notes on who these people are have now been credited for when i ever get around to writing them]
i have 15 main fic ideas.. and even more that are just concepts.
The timeloop fic i will give to my ex friend. because the original idea is his and I have been hesitant on working on it for a while.
You're right and I worded what i said horribly in the last post.
I have been talking for hours with a person about this. and I have realised what I have done. the harassment i got did no help except make me defensive and lash out.
It's only after i have gotten constructive criticism and told what i have done that I realised my mistake.
I am autistic, i dont like using mental disabilities as an excuse for what I have done. I am saying that it has been a REASON for this happening in the first place.
but i wont lie and say that i have done any of this maliciously. I have forgotten things and remembered them as if they were my own thoughts.
This is of course not an excuse, things have slipped through the cracks and I never noticed them until people pointed it out and were rightfully angry at me.
I don't know if any of my current published fics need another credit. I try to credit when i can. this includes editing and beta reading.
The ideas I have posted have largely been my own [fool me twice being a tumblr prompt my friend suggested months ago]
It turns out the majority of the fandom [and then some] do not like me, I doubt i'd ever be able to fix everything. But i want to try. I want to apologise to everyone ive hurt or made it feel like i've used them
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crownmemes · 8 months
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The X-Files Sentences, Vol. 3
(Sentences from The X-Files (1993-2002, 2016-2018). Adjust phrasing where needed)
"I've seen agents with twenty years of experience fall apart on cases like this."
"It's been said that the fear of the unknown is an irrational response to the excesses of the imagination."
"I think this case is nothing more than a murderer taking advantage of local folklore."
"I'm assuming you're familiar with the early indications of repressed memory?"
"Did you really think you could call up the Devil and ask him to behave?"
"I got shot once and I didn't much care for it."
"That's a good story, but I've heard a lot of good stories lately."
"You know, whatever you're feeling, you can't blame yourself."
"I've killed men for far less."
"For such a principled man, you show an amazing lack of emotion."
"I don't like being interrogated! I don't owe you any explanations!"
"Don't be so stubborn. You know I'm right."
"Did I not mention that I'm an escape artist?"
"Imagine going through your whole life looking like that!"
"Nature abhors normality."
"Maybe some mysteries are never meant to be solved..."
"Neither innocence nor vigilance may be protection against the howling heart of evil."
"I've got a feeling we're not being told the entire story here."
"How many people are suffering while you stand here not doing your job?"
"Why should I tell the truth if you won't?"
"You never had a chance. For every step you take, they're three steps ahead."
"You seem to be mistaken about the amount of control you exercise over this arrangement."
"Am I being accused of lying?"
"Regret is an inevitable consequence of life."
"Nothing disappears without a trace."
"With all due respect, I think you overestimate your position in the chain of command."
"You're not protecting me; you're protecting yourself."
"I was a dead man. Now, I'm back."
"I hope you're not thinking this has anything to do with government conspiracies or UFOs."
"Just because the forensic profile isn't cut and dry doesn't mean it's not true."
"You're a medical doctor?"
"Sometimes the only sane response to an insane world is insanity."
"Don't touch me. I don't like to be touched."
"You of all people should realize that sometimes motivations for behaviour can be more complex and mysterious than tracing them back to one single childhood experience!"
"A good chess player knows which pieces to sacrifice, and when."
"Some secrets still remain secret, even to me."
"I don't have time for your convenient ignorance!"
"Did you ever look up into the night sky and feel certain that not only was something up there, but it was looking down on you at that exact same moment, and was just as curious about you are you are about it?"
"I heard reports of several UFO sightings in this area last night. Did you see anything?"
"You're not thinking of trespassing onto government property again, are you?"
"My motivations aren't that petty."
"I don't owe you any answers."
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dr3amofagame · 1 year
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Disclaimer: Not accusing you or actually most dreblr folk of this, cuz it seems to be a reddit and specific small discord server phenomenon more than anything.
There's this weird and admittedly niche tendency to kind of under value Dream's abilities and achievements and, while that is sometimes done by vehement c!Dream haters (knew a guy who wouldn't stop arguing that Dream's plans meant he was incompetent and stupid), I have seen a surprise amount of c!Dream sympathizers/apologists/what have you that are convinced the guy is like. A victorian caricature of a woman. Who can't do anything correctly because of their powerful, debilitating emotions and who claim quackity is better at strategy and manipulation.
*stares into the distance at genuine vs staged finale discourse* haha yeah um yeah .....
c!Dream tends to be a. Hm. Fraught Topic! In this fandom (/lh) which means I think a lot of takes about c!Dream tend to be quite ,, reactionary, in a way that can be hard to parse out from what someone actually thinks. c!Dream is a terrifyingly competent character, of course--but when people might see that being used to dehumanize him again and again, they might swing too hard in the opposite direction because they associate certain words or ways of describing c!Dream with certain takes they heavily dislike.
Fandoms in themselves tend to be spaces that aren't very conducive to middle grounds, and I'd say just about every character gets a similar kind of treatment, where echo chambers amplify certain traits until the 'fanon' character that results hardly resembles their og self. When this is brought into more canon-adjacent activities such as meta and analysis, this can end up a little ,, messy, especially w/ a character like c!Dream that is so accustomed to wearing different masks to fit certain people and interactions.
Ultimately, I think c!Dream and emotions is always going to be an interesting topic of debate in this fandom, largely because. Gestures. That guy is fucking weird abt his own emotions god bless. I think you're right in that certain takes and people will undercut c!Dream's canonical abilities and make him out to be more emotionally-driven than he actually is (and I would say something about the way fandom generally moralizes more emotional motives + makes out characters that act in messier, more emotional ways to be 'better people' than those they see as cold and overly logical, but that's a rant for another day.) On the other hand though, I can see how that is influenced as a response to other patterns in other parts of the fandom and how people can very quickly fall into tropes and patterns that feel more comforting and familiar rather than adjusting their interpretation according to the source material.
The best I can say is that it's a tricky balance to manage, and I waffle on the way I see certain areas quite a bit (I've been spending a lot of time watching early VODs actually, recently, to adjust for my interpretation based on more recent knowledge.) c!Dream oh my c!Dream you contain many multitudes (the multitudes are problems XD).
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