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saturngalore · 2 months

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afrofuturism🪐

☆ one ~ solange hair by darknightt (tsr warning) ☆ two ~ loretta hair by @simtric ☆ three ~ bahati braids by @sheabuttyr ☆ four ~ isonoe hair by octetsica ☆ five ~ binah braids by @sheabuttyr ☆ six ~ cornrows & curls hair by @leeleesims1 ☆ seven ~ indie hair by @sashima ☆ eight ~ loc petals by @shespeakssimlish ☆ nine ~ mnemosyne hair by octetsica ☆

mini dedication essay to black simmers and ts4 creators below! pls read if you have the chance! <3

this edit is a small homage to afrofuturism and the various unique black hairstyles (and especially the black creators of most of these hairs) that i have downloaded and admired over the years! some of these are old and some of these are new.

to me, afrofuturism means constantly honoring/reclaiming/challenging the past while constantly creating/dreaming of a better society/world/future. a society/world/future that embraces and empowers all of our differences, ingenuity, aspirations, and unique lived/cultural experiences. a society/world/future that does not limit us through the various systems of marginalization and oppression (racism, homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, sexism, xenophobia, ableism, classism, colorism, etc.) that often affects how we, as black people, live today.

blackness is so diverse and intricate yet it's always been a struggle to find my culture within a game that's known for being so limiting, bland, and extremely eurocentric when it comes to hairstyles, clothing, food traditions/events, etc. black simmers have always had to figure out how to make this game more inclusive and make it resemble either more like how our ancestors lived, how our current lives are, or how we would want our lives (and even our children's lives) to look like in the future no matter how dystopian the real world look and feel now. fortunately, these hairs and their uniqueness bring a huge sense of culture and style to this game. they have always inspired me and made me feel extremely proud to a part of the lovely african diaspora (and the ever-growing black simmer community).

in a way, being a black simmer and cc creator usually means that we are often digitally creating our own worlds as afrofuturists to varying degrees (whether we know it or not) every time we open our game, make our sims, make houses, and/or make black cultural cc. also, now i know that cc making is not easy to do and is extremely time-consuming so this post is also just me giving all black cc creators especially those who create for free their well-deserved flowers! here are some other black cc creators who created cc that have greatly impacted my game since i first started playing sims 4: @/leeleesims1 @/simtric @/hi-land @/yuyulie @/sims4bradshaw @/ebonixsims @/xmiramira @/sheabuttyr @/qwertysims @/oplerims @/sleepingsims @/shespeakssimlish and so many more im forgetting probably (im too shy rn to tag ppl but i greatly appreciate y’all fr i hope y’all telepathically get this message somehow 😭).

last but not least, i am hoping that this inspires somebody to keep creating or start creating regardless of what they think their skill level is! somebody will absolutely fall in love with your work and/or your art/work will 100% change someone's game forever <333

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mrsfitzgerald · 10 months

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I just can't stop about them now 🥹... so I thought, I would love to know what are your favorite Paulchard kisses so far? Maybe a top 5 or a top 10? 🥰 thank you so much for all of your gifs 💛

hi!! again!! 💗 you found the wrong person for this question 😆 I love all their kisses and how can i choose 5 or 10? I could write an essay about each one hahaha 😁💖

but let's try to pick five ✨

#5. idk!! i love their not scripted kisses, this one was totally one of them and i rememeber how i rewatched it over and over, simple, but so sweet 🥹💖 richard looks so fluffy and his big grin after kiss 🥹

#4. for me a good kiss is one that is awkward to look at. like you weren't supposed to see it? 😅 because it's something too personal? very often I wanted to close my eyes and not look and keep looking at the same time? I don't know if that makes sense 🥹😊💖💖

#3. 🤭🤭🤭 pretty happy boys 💖 (and happy schneider in the background heheh)

#2. very very very long one and that's smile afterwards 😭😭😭💗

#1. obvious first place. the best one. very emotional. their looks and hugs. as if it's not the last concert, but they're saying goodbye forever. 🥹💔 I spent months rewatching it and sighing 🥲 dreaming of another tour, imagining what incredible kisses there must be in 2023. and then the rehearsal happened and i was just heartbroken. i'm still sad that they are messing with outro, but i'm really glad that they still love each other and let us see at least some of their tenderness towards each other. there's still a long way to go and i hope that we have many, many more cute things to come 🥹💔💖

+bonus 😁 it's not a kiss, but I often remember THIS and scream! the most disgusting and beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life 😆🥰🥰🥰

+bonus2. when Paul kissed his hand 😭

#THANK YOU FOR THE QUESTION #💗💗💗💗💗#I spent almost two hours rewatching all their kisses and now I have an overdose of cuteness #paulchard #also #i really like their kiss from munich during the bows. i've watched it 13344858745 times already and will watch it as many more

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infiniteko · 3 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/infiniteko/739604880079093760/what-kind-of-posts-answered-questions-would-you

none!! and i mean this as the HIGHEST praise imaginable. you five are like a superhero squad… my boyfriend and i call you ¡los cinco infinitos! (spanish is our first language).

the brilliance of you and realitywarpingg is your refusal to overload us with information. you keep it simple to show that it IS simple. your bluntness forced me out of a cycle of overconsumption. anytime i had a question, i learnt to rely on myself rather than ask you. i realised every question i wanted to ask was only taking me away from mySelf. and every question is futile anyway because the answer is always the same!!

what really made it ‘click’ for me was constantly investigating the ‘i’. every time you go to define (limit) yourself, or ask a question, or verbalise a doubt — find out WHO is defining/asking/doubting. really look at yourself. when you say “i understand who i am, i know i am not the body, but i still see the same thing every day” …WHO still sees the same thing every day? WHO is that ‘i’? not you!! if you know you are not the body, you must know you are not the senses either. senses are of the body… eyes see, noses smell, ears hear, tongues taste, fingers touch (all seemingly, of course)… so stop clinging to them. stop claiming any of it as yours. stop giving it any sort of meaning. pay it no mind at all, let it do it’s thing and it will dissolve. give it up entirely.

with every thought, every feeling, every desire, every fear — use it as an opportunity to look at who you are being. look at how you are identifying with the false Self. it is like a constant remembering of who you are by peeling back everything you are not. soon you’ll know it permanently and you’ll never forget it again. :)

anyway, ¡muchas gracias! thank you so much for everything you have done for me. if people stopped asking questions to you, and instead asked themselves who is the one asking the questions, they’d reach this same conclusion. i feel you have been such a great help already, and less is truly more. i think you’ve provided so much wonderful, life changing, illusion shafting insight already. that being said, i always look forward to your posts so selfishly i hope you continue to upload regardless🤭!

ANON THIS IS SO SWEET TYSM!!😭🖤

I agree with eeeeverything you said here!!💯

•"the brilliance of you and realitywarpingg is your refusal to overload us with information"

-> it's because we (infinite 5) are so lazy😭 when i stumbled across Advaita V. and saw 92738283-words long essays i vehemently refused to read more than the forst few sentences. I always looked for short videos or posts but rarely found them🕵🏻 i'm glad that you love how short we keep it. We've received some "asks" telling us to make longer posts because we explain things too vaguely(?) and were frustrated🤷🏻

i hope you don't mind if i post your experience and what made it "click" for you on IG too👁️🪷

#advaita vedanta #awareness #nondualism #nonduality #brahman #atman #consciousness #desired reality #nothingness #reality shifting #ask

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thesungod · 1 year

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So I've been reading toa and I'm nearly done with the burning maze and one thing that sticks out to me is ... All the characters HATE Apollo 😭 I genuinely can't think of a single character who seems to like him or enjoy his company or has been nice to him so far. And in the beginning it made sense because he was honestly insufferable but by this point he seems to have learned a lot of humanity. I mean he literally sacrificed his life for his friends about two or three times in this book already and absolutely no one cares 💀 maybe it's just me but I feel like no one likes him and that's sad

anon i totally get what you’re saying and I think TBM is the worst offender when it comes to Apollo’s happiness and health and friendship. Rick Riordan was sooooooooo wrong and will not see the pearly gates for not making a bigger deal of Lester sacrificing himself. But you must remember that:

1) Apollo is a very unreliable narrator and, despite pretending to think everyone adores him, he is actually very insecure and anxious about being liked. He takes any and all reactions that are not a 100 thousand % happy and joyful as annoyed and antagonistic. If the people that he seems to think dislike him actually disliked him, he would never get anything done: I can’t think of a single character who got as much help as him. Considering how much of an asshole he used to be, that’s a pretty big deal, and he does have a talent for earning the loyalty, or at least the allyship, of people who used to resent him pretty easily (Leo, Calypso etc).

2) I know it’s brutal out there, but don’t forget some people canonically and explicitly like him! Leo, Meg, Rachel, Nico (okay, I’m pushing it with calling it canonical, but I really do think so), his children, Chiron (somehow), Harley, Crest. Keep in mind that you have two books left to go and you’ll get to meet some really nice folks. Even Piper, before the mess happened, seemed to enjoy his company. It’s not so bleak :)

3) Demigods just have a different way of showing love and are hardened, sarcastic people who also happen to be middle schoolers and teenagers (the meanest motherfuckers you’ll ever meet). For example, it’s canon that Meg ADORES him and would die for him yet she treats him the way she does almost all the time (you will get too see occasional moments of honesty and vulnerability from her as you go on). I just don’t think they hate him because they poke fun at him or tease him, even when it gets a bit mean. Which brings me to the last point.

4) Demigods and magical creatures have big, legitimate reasons to hate and resent the gods. I do think some of them are mean or dismissive towards Apollo as retribution, and as much as I’m defensive over him and I wish they STOPPED, it’s realistic. If anything, we should focus on how impressive it is that Apollo manages to survive so much shit and earn as many allies as he does as a mortal when he literally acted like The Worst Person Ever for so long. It speaks to his real character, and shows how much he really is a People Person even when he’s not trying hard.

Sorry for the essay anon (🫣) and I hope my answer satisfied you!!

#i love getting apollo asks 😭😭#trials of apollo #apolloposting #lester papadopoulos #ask

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aihoshiino · 1 month

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I honestly liked ruby a lot before. How she was so full of hope and all, then the character development she got after finding gorou's body. Even the recent part where she says she won't be like Ai and won't give up on her friends. But I think all the incest and related part ruins her character and reduces her to a simp. At least show some depth in it tho😭 like before whenever ruby talked about gorou that felt impactful. Man i miss the old ruby.

YEAH!!! This is pretty much exactly my issue as well. I know something a lot of folks have criticized about the story pre-Mainstay is that Ruby lacks development but TBH, I never really felt like Old!Ruby was a character who needed a more active arc in the way characters like Aqua and Kana did. She definitely had some Big Overhanging Issues dangling above her head that she was going to have to address eventually but on a moment to moment basis, Ruby was doing really well. She functioned best as a sort of guiding star for the characters around her, pulling them along through the force of her own positive energy and personality.

A big part of this is simply that a lot of the things that made Sarina's life miserable are not actually issues for Ruby anymore. She's healthy, she's surrounded by family and friends who love and support her, she's getting to pursue her dream and even has a pretty healthy relationship with her memories of and grief for Ai. That's not to say her history as Sarina has no effect on her, of course: her bull-headed stubbornness and willingness to charge on into things no questions asked comes specifically and explicitly from the ways she was disempowered and lacking agency in her past life and moments like her getting upset about Aqua no longer eating dinner with them on Sundays during the LoveNow filming pretty clearly stem from her issues with abandonment and lacking familial care. But her environment and the support system she has as Ruby very clearly did a lot to help her organically heal and start moving on.

New!Ruby really feels like a retcon in that regard, like Akasaka suddenly scrabbled to go "oh actually Ruby was ALWAYS secretly fucked up!!!!" for the sake of drama and ramped everything about her up to an 11 to try and convey this but the end result ultimately just feels inconsistent. I know I link this post basically every time I talk about Ruby these days, but @all-of-her-light's Ruby and the Unplayed Role essay really is the best at breaking down all these differences and inconsistencies and why it is they feel so jarring. But one of the things that stands out to me is the ramping up of the intensity of her feelings for Gorou.

Some of this makes perfect sense within the context of the narrative; finding his DESSICATED FUCKING SKELETON jesus CHRIST and realising he'd been murdered by the very same person who killed her beloved mother absolutely makes sense as the impetus for her feelings to go into overdrive. But as of the Mainstay arc onwards, we have continually gotten backfill that implies she has always been operating on this level of intensity, elevating Gorou to a position of importance in her life that matches or even exceeds Ai to a degree that feels retconny.

Actually, now that I've articulated that, I think that key difference is the core of what makes Old and New Ruby feel so split to me. Old Ruby absolutely still adored and deeply valued Gorou and wanted to be reunited with him, but she was nowhere near as emotionally dependant on the idea of him as New Ruby seems to be. Old Ruby was characterized much more strongly in relation to Ai, both in the sense of love for her as her mother and her legacy as an idol and while this is still true to a degree for New Ruby, the manga frames Gorou as being just as if not more important than Ai as a factor in Ruby's motivations for becoming an idol, when it really hadn't been framed that way prior to a certain point in the manga.

Ultimately, it's just kind of frustrating. Like you, I really loved Old Ruby and I think New Ruby is just kind of a flanderized and flattened version of her - though the story pays some lip service to her uglier and more complicated emotions, the story's failure to genuinely and seriously interrogate them and its consistency in reducing her to a gag character just makes her feel so much less lively and interesting that Old Ruby, even if Old Ruby was (at least on paper) a much more simple character. It really feels like the last time the story genuinely took Ruby seriously was prior to 123 when we were getting teased with the idea of her meeting Marina again but that thread has since been completely dropped and I'll be shocked if it gets so much as mentioned again.

#oshi no ko #oshi no posting #onk asks #onk spoilers #ruby hoshino

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sixdegreesofbali · 4 days

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Watching the way F1 fans constantly change their mind towards drivers based on certain situations is pretty interesting. You can tell that people will almost always favour the underdog over the topdog.

I was reading the replies on some Instagram posts about Charles' comments on Carlos fighting him so hard in China and was pretty surprised by how much people have turned against Charles these days. In a way that I haven't seen before with him. It's that kind of behaviour where people lose all sense of reason and just want to hate on the person.

From my pov Charles was always the baby darling angel, Ferrari's big hope, who could do no wrong. Everyone loves him. But ever since Carlos got sacked at Ferrari, Carlos has gotten this underdog status (more so than before) which makes people root for him. Especially now that he can back himself up with good results. And it's suddenly turned the narrative around.

And that's really the same in a lot of driver situations. People used to root for Max a lot when he was the underdog in terms of fighting for wins and a Championship but now that he's dominant people have started to actively root against him. And when it comes to him and Checo, if any incident happens between the two of them people will always pick Checo's side. They know that Max is a better driver, but because Checo is pretty much the underdog at RBR they will always pick his side if comes down to a fight so to speak. I will never forget the amount of toxicity Max got last year when Checo was able to fight for wins and Max dared to take the fastest lap from him in Jeddah (I mean wow, a racing driver fighting for his Championship lead, who would've thought...).

You can also tell that the narrative around Alex has turned around now that he's top dog at Williams and is the one being so obviously favoured. Alex was also one of those drivers who could do no wrong in people's eyes and who people used to sympathise with because he was the underdog next to Max at RBR. But ever since the switching of cars with Logan people have not nearly been as kind to him. Even wishing for him to crash and suddenly rooting for Logan even though barely anyone was really rooting for Logan before.

The reason that this is interesting to me is that the driver's themselves haven't really changed much. it's not like Charles, Max and Alex for example have suddenly turned into completely different people. So it's interesting to see how perceptions of a person can suddenly shift based on the situation they or the driver next to them is in.

And that should be a reminder that the hate drivers receive is often not even based on who they are as people. It's often (not always) pretty much just a topdog vs underdog thing. Which is pretty silly.

Sorry for this long ass essay! 😭 Was just having thoughts!

#I could've gone on about his longer and explained more in depth btw but this post would become waaay too long

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smokerswifey · 9 months

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The seven deadly assholes :

This post is basically me ranting about the biggest bastards in the nnt universe ( I'd rlly like to see other people's opinion on this lol).

7. Ban's Parents

Ban's parents have the last place in the list ( both on parenting and in being assholes ) . They literally had one page in the entire series and still managed to make it into this list !

Seeing Ban getting beat up in the manga was hard enough but in the anime + the emotional music had me punching the air like a 5 year old .

I hope these two are roting in their disgusting home, crying in rage when they find out that there " crap for brains" son is a wealthy king with a family of his own now .

6. Ironside

Yet another crappy parent has made it into the running ! Not only did this jerk abandon his son as a baby and dumped him on his father ( is percival even Ironside's son ?) he couldn't let the poor kid live in peace and MURDERED Percy's grandpa, his own father in cold blood before trying to kill percival too leaving him to die .

If that wasn't enough we found out not that long ago that this ass is happily raising HIS OTHER SON in Camelot, proving that he can actually be a good dad... BUT NOT TO PERCIVAL 💀.

No instead the few times they ran into each other, Ironsid tried to kill percival, harmed his friends and even tried manipulating him into thinking he cared for him to take him by surprise in a fight .

Diodra and Percy both deserve a better dad tbh.

5. Cath Palug

I LOVED YOU, YOU STUPID CAT, I LOVED YOU SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭😭😭 !!

This adorable piece of crap is what triggered Arthur's descent into evil and I will never ever ever forgive him for that.

( I really loved him...)

4. Arthur

Since I was talking about arthur, I think that the king of chaos rightfully deserved 4th place ( ironically he got 4th place in the popularity contest )

This boy has lost his entire kingdom and his subjects .

He has been betrayed by his closest companions ( Cath, Meliodas when he lost his emotions, Merlin when she used him to awaken Chaos )

He even DIED and came back to life which must've been very traumatising for a teenager ( I think he was 16 during the holy war.

The fact that he went through all of his crap makes a lot of the fandom ( including me ) a bit more emphathising towards him when he became evil .

But he still murdered hundreds of fairy's and giants when they were being manipulated by the supreme deity, ( cursed by light ), capture non human races to turn them into disfigured freaks ( Grudge of edinburgh) and manipulated vulnerable people who lost loved ones in the holy war to join his side . Plus his punishments for knights who have failed his expectations are horrific.

So yeah Arthur your kind of an asshole.

( but I blame merlin and chaos and hopelessly keep believing that he'll come to his senses )

3. Supreme deity and Demon King

*sigh*

You guys take the crown for the worst parents in the nnt universe aswell as the worst leaders of your races .

I'm getting tired and I'm too lazy to make the two page essay of why these creatures are the biggest shit stains on Brittania .

So instead I'm going to close my eyes and revel in the fact that they are both gone.

.....

I'm still reveling

2. Vivian

LOCK THIS BITCH UP FOR FUCKS SAKE, WHAT IS WRONG WITH LIONES SECURITY ????

STRIKE ONE : SHE'S BEEN OBSESSING OVER GILTHINDER SINCE HE WAS A CHILD AND TRIED TO RUIN HIS WHOLESOME RELATIONSHIP WITH MARGARET .

STRIKE TWO : SHE HELPS HENDRICKSON

STRIKE THREE : SHE STALKS GILTHUNDER AFTER THE WAR TO THE POINT THAT THEY HAVE TO PUT A CURSE RING ON HER SO SHE STAYS AWAY FROM HIM

STRIKE FOUR : SHE KIDNAPS GIL, LOCKS HIM UP IN SOME GODESS ISLAND OR WHATEVER AND GETS TURNED ON WHEN GILTHUNDER USES THE CURSE RING IN HER, LIKE ITS LITERALLY PAINFUL WHY ARE YOU SMILING???

STRIKE FIVE : SHE KIDNAPS GIL AND MARGARETS 3 YEAR OLD, KEEPS HIM HOSTAGE FOR SIX YEARS AND TURNS HIM INTO A PSYCHO

STRIKE 6 : KIDNAPS CHION AGAIN ???

AGAIN WHAT IS WRONG WITH LIONES SECURITY 😭😭😭😭.

1. Merlin

Merlin, merlin, merlin...

My old favorite character Merlin...

The most badass female character in nnt Merlin...

I was rooting for you...

Until you screwed over all your friends, your apprentice and the whole world for your thirst for KNOWLEDGE.

...

KNOWLEDGE ???

Arthur became a racist for knowledge???

You betrayed your found family for knowledge ??

Escanor's death and sacrifice...was for knowledge...?

You know what glutton, you won the mofo first place just GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU, WE WERE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU, HOW DARE YOU-

Sorry for the mistakes and lazy writing i got tired in the end ngl .

Thank you, brave people who read this and goodnight

#nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #4koa #long post

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liondanosaur · 4 months

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Hi Finn! Keepin’ it on anon ‘cause I’m shy. Also, this opinion might be half-baked. I’ve read your essay! Great points were made — still, I’d like to contribute with something I’ve also noticed throughout the years: Not only some people may overstep on their too-complex-to-actually-put-into-words relationship, but overanalyze some of Dan or Phil’s comments as well. What I’m trying to say is, I’ve met people who idealized Dan and Phil’s relationship so much, that they get their expectations too high on their content, forgetting they are, in part, just creators.

Bringing my point further, I remember Dan jokingly (but also as a reminder) once said him and Phil were both content creators, not reality stars. As internet creators, it is true some of their comments (either on social media, or videos) are made to fuck around with their audience, some others may come up without a prior thought process, or were said just to be #relatable. The point is, these comments do not necessarily reflect their realities nor real feelings. I’ve read people actually doubt their relationship and love/appreciation for each other just because they joked about desiring other men, as an example. Hell, even people taking jokes waaayyy to seriously.

There comes the extreme idealization of relationships. Dan and Phil are internet personas at the end of the day, whatever they say or do on the web, most of the time, is not meant to be taken too literally. Idealizing their relationship as if their content has to necessarily reflect a romance out of a fairytale between the two at all times is foolish. Dan and Phil can say whatever they want online, be this recognizable character, speak about whatever or whoever. Not because they don’t act “couple-y” enough or make extreme jokes about swinging on a channel / talk about other people their relationship should be doubted.

That’s not how all relationships work. Their bond is very clear, sure, but hoping it will be straight out of a generic romance novel can be really harming to your expectations. Also, I feel like as if people tend to forget their content is about a duo out there being silly and queer, and making speculations of how does their relationship work off-camera based on their characters ends up distorting reality even more. They stated it several times. What is meant to be personal will be kept private.

Does this make sense? help

Thank you for sharing :D

I definitely agree and think that it is also adding onto my point of people who assume things, and how queer relationships can be very different. I think some people can get a bit attached to the concept that dnp are strictly monogamous and they can only be that or else it ruins the fantasy of their dynamic. They may be completely monogamous to each other and all the jokes they make about Dan being a cougar looking for twinks, or Phil and his 10 foot wang out on the town every sunday - and all their many other jokes that are sexual or romantic and not directed at each other - they may all just be funny and not mean a thing. But I still think the issue is peoples inability to believe that there are other possibilities outside of, again, the heteronormative monogamous relationship idea that is immediately put on them.

And I also think people can get a bit overbearing with this whole “well we know them, so we know they don’t interact with anyone else and are only for each other” even though they have said they’ve been to gay bars (in catboy costumes 😭) and out in clubs, seeing friends and obviously dan went out many times on tour - I think sometimes people become too attached to the idea that they fully know the both of them, but we only know what they choose to share. I think Dan covers a lot of amazing points in his “We are in a relationship” video about the parasocial nature that we share with him and also phil, but also them as a duo, but I feel that most people like to ignore the things that they have shared about privacy or how the parasocial behaviours have been really damaging to them, because it can make people feel like they’re hurting them - which I’m guessing most people don’t want to believe they are doing.

I think people just need to find a middle ground :-] its easy to respect their boundaries and still love them so much, but it should always be remembered how they are actually humans - who exist in a non-fantasy universe when the cameras are off, and to make sure you’re aware of their boundaries

And also to make sure you arent being too weirdly intense or rude to other fans - sometimes people can gain a superiority complex about “defending” dan and phil, or acting like they are higher than others, which is equally weird to do and also equally invasive to act like you know them enough to defend their dynamic / relationship.

#dan and phil #dnp #phan #dan howell #dnpgames #daniel howell #amazingphil #phil lester #danisnotonfire

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tinytinybumblebee · 5 months

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thank you again for being willing to receive my fics 🥺👉👈🥺🥺😭 i have another part to the one I sent in before… i hope you enjoy, sorry for the long long message :,D it’s kind of an essay sorry ;;

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“Hey, hey, sweet thing, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m sorry I let go of you, I thought you didn’t want to be touched, shh, shh,” Tav spoke quickly, putting his hands around Astarion’s back.

Astarion grasps around, finding the crook of Tav’s neck and burying his face in. A long, pained whine left his throat.

“…I think bathtime is over,” Tav whispers.

The little vampire stares up with watery eyes. “…Sow‘y…”

“No, no, shh,” Tav lifts him out of the bath, the cold air biting at his skin and only making him want to snuggle in closer. “You did so well. My brave boy.”

Astarion gives him a hopeful look. Brave? He’s brave? Tav seems to sense his silent question and lightly taps his nose.

“Yes, you’re so brave!” he coos. “You’ve been my brave little boy all day long.”

That wouldn’t even describe half of it, really, but Astarion was far too little to talk about everything that had happened. With the little smile sneaking its way onto his gaunt face, he seemed perfectly happy to be called a brave boy for facing the bathtub.

“B’ave,” he smiles to himself, happy enough with the praise to not notice Tav wrapping him in a towel, nice and snug.

He only notices when Tav properly cradles him again and, without access to his hands, can’t grab fistfuls of his caregiver’s shirt to cuddle in closer. This realization is met with a pout and a bit of squirming, busy little mind having all but forgotten his pride over being called brave now that this minor inconvenience was in his way.

And ever the attentive carer, Tav picks up on it right away.

“Oh, now, what are we pouty about, little love? You were so happy a second ago.”

“…Cuddle,” Astarion sulks—even the immense amount of emotional turmoil he’s endured today can’t keep down his impatience, his dramatics, and his dramatic impatience.

“Oh,” Tav tries to stifle a laugh—he knows Astarion has been through enough today, and to his regressed self, something like this is indeed a very big deal. “Oh, dada’s right here, baby, I won’t go anywhere. I just need to get you dried off and dressed and then you can have all the cuddles you want. Brave little boys like you deserve lots of dada cuddles.”

“Cuddle now,” Astarion whines.

Tav said he wouldn’t go away, but what if he did? What if he woke up back in Cazador’s palace to find out this had all been a dream? That there was no freedom, no safety, no dada? No, he needed cuddles now, before that could happen. He tries to squirm out of his little towel cocoon, to touch Tav, to make sure this is all still real.

“Ah-ah, no, Astarion,” Tav holds him steady. “Be patient, please. You don’t want to cuddle before I get you in your pretty clothes. You’ll get so cold, and that’s no fun, is it?”

Astarion whines again, a bit louder this time. No! He doesn’t want to wait! It doesn’t help anything! He waited 200 years for the day he could take his freedom back and he was still just as scared and sad as before now that it was finally here! He writhes more, grabbing about blindly as he tries to shake free of the towel.

“Oh, Astarion…”

Astarion is being laid on his back. Somewhere. He knows dada’s hands are further away than ever, and he hates that. His throat is raw from all the crying and screaming today, but he shrieks regardless, kicking and pounding his heels on the ground as the towel falls away. There isn’t much touch beyond a hand brushing his, but he isn’t having it.

For Tav’s part, he remains kneeled beside him. It’s a strange sight, a full-blown kicking and screaming tantrum from a grown man, but he doesn’t judge, doesn’t raise his voice, doesn’t try and hold Astarion’s arms down. It hurts to leave his baby to kick, scream and cry like this, but it’s all Tav can do. It’s been a huge day. Poor Astarion has so many emotions to get out. The best course of action, Tav thinks, is to step back and wait for the elfling to get all his big feelings out.

Or most of them, anyway.

When Astarion’s cries turn to shallow hiccups, Tav fully closes his hand around his. “There we are. Shhh. I know, little star. You have so many big feelings for such a little one. Is this better, now that you’ve gotten them all out? Or some of them, at least. Don’t you feel less icky now?”

Astarion sniffles and nods. But judging by the pout remaining on his face, he doesn’t like that Tav was right about him just needing a good, hard cry; some of that distaste including his regular adult mind that couldn’t help sneaking its way back into his otherwise regressed headspace just to writhe in embarrassment for his own behavior.

“Okay, fussy boy,” Tav chuckles good-naturedly, brushing some curls out of Astarion’s eyes. “Now that we have all that yucky energy out, let’s sit nice and still for dada, alright? The sooner you’re dressed, the sooner you’ll be warm…”

Ever since he kicked off the towel, especially now that he was cooling down from the stress of his fit, Astarion was finding it a bit cold…

“…and the sooner you’ll get to cuddle with dada, all you want.”

Astarion’s eyes widen as he looks up to Tav. Now that sounds like a good deal. Conniption all but forgotten, he tries his hardest to lay still for him. Admittedly, it does get a bit hard to not squirm when Tav’s hand draws closer to certain places, but Tav proves his intentions again and again as he works, every spot of “bad touch” quickly brushed over.

With Astarion fully cooperative now, Tav is able to diaper him without any fussing or insistence on being a big boy (clearly he’d given up the need for pride), then slip a long, baggy red shirt over his head. With its loose, soft fabric and golden trim, it looked like it would have made for rather tasteful clothes, but a few sizes too big for most people at camp, Tav knew it would instead make for perfect pajamas for his little star. Case and point, Astarion is already running his fingers over the fleecy fabric. Tav stops him before he can finish his little inspection, though—considering for a baby-brained Astarion, that meant he was going to start chewing on it.

While he doesn’t whine at having the sleeve taken from his mouth, he does give Tav a sour look no different than one he’d use while big.

“Ah-ah-ah, don’t give me that look,” Tav pokes his nose, a little gesture that makes Astarion’s scowl shatter like glass, unable to contain a tiny giggle. “That’s not something we put in our mouths, is it?”

Astarion pokes his tongue out. The fabric was just so soft and swishy! What was the harm in a little nibbling? Tav gives an exaggerated gasp of scandal. “Oh, you little rebel!” Astarion smirks in response, but Tav soon smirks back. “I guess that sleeve is more interesting than your paci, then?”

Astarion perks up. His paci? In his state of mind, he’d completely forgotten about the pack of regression supplies he had stashed away in his corner of camp or the inn.

“Bab-ee?” he babbles, trying to say “paci”, but the tension had left him feeling even littler than before, and words slipped uselessly off his loosened tongue.

“Paci?” Tav tries, reaching into a small pouch and pulling out a red pacifier, the bulb covered in little bite marks from the many times Astarion wanted a teether, but even regressed, was too prideful to ask.

“Ba-ey!” he coos happily, letting Tav pop the soother in his mouth.

Whatever tension still in him seems to slip away as nursing on the pacifier gives him that final push into the tiniest headspace possible. Tiny, free, loved, in a time far from when Cazador took him. A little newborn who had never known hardship. If you asked Astarion normally, he would say he loathed regularly regressing so small. But, as with many things, being little made him more inclined to be honest about those feelings, and it was clear that while Astarion hated the helplessness Cazador inflicted on him, this was something else entirely.

As he loosely paws at Tav’s hand, coordination failing him, he knows someone is there to care for him. This kind of helpless has no struggle. Just happiness, and dada’s warm smile as he tries to guide Astarion to a sitting position.

“It’s like posing a sack of potatoes,” Tav huffs, and Astarion giggles in turn, letting himself ragdoll back to the floor. “Oh, you! You’re doing that on purpose, aren’t you?”

OwAaaahhHHHHHH OH MY GOODNESS 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖💖 C R Y I N G this continuation has my heart filling SO MUCH LOEV😭💖💖💖💖 Astarion getting all those big feelings out and Tav being so gentle and caring while his little star expresses and fits aaaAAAAA

Your writing is positively phenomenal and aaa????🥺💖💖💖💖💖

#agere #age regression #sfw #fandom agere #mailbox #bg3 #Astarion

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albywritesfiction · 7 months

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I just wanted to say, because of the latests asks about the pining of the ROs for MC, that I'm very grateful for your decision to make both Ædric and Cyfrin have pre-existing feelings for the MC.

It may seem like such a dumb thing to thank someone for, but so many IF authors seem to have that mindset that they must make everything so that the story doesn't seem to "revolve around the MC" in-universe, meaning few characters will be interested in the MC in any way from start, and more often than not they will have romances with each other / random people if the player doesn't romance them (something I always hate! - I mean, that last part). It's obviously very valid and makes sense and it's a matter of each author's preferences, but as a player it's dishearthening to see very few games cater to MY preferences in that aspect. The fact yours does is a breath of fresh air to me! So yeah, thank you for that!

Also, I'm re-asking something I had asked before because maybe the ask was eaten or you answered on a day I was very busy and I somehow missed it and couldn't find it afterward - if it's as such, could you redirect me to the other ask? I would love to know if - especially on the capital route - we can decide our MC is still in-love with Ædan despite everything? Like, I know he's not a RO since it's not reciprocal anymore! My angle is basically a MC who wouldn't be able to let go desptie the hurt, or something like that. Would be very tragic of course. I'm not planning on going that way anyway, it's mere curiosity. Oh and if you saw the ask but decided not to answer for spoiler reasons or something else, then sorry for resending! I know tumblr eats asks sometimes and that the search function, if needed to be used, is more often than not pretty evil, so I prefer to veer on the side of caution and distrust towards tumblr, and just ask again!

Hi again Konoï and Noir!

Sorry again about how long it took me to answer your last ask 😭 When I got this one I was like, 😨 I'm sorryyyyy it's queued up for tomorrow though you'll see it soon I really need to write and come up with words faster 😭

I'm also really sorry to everyone else who has sent in asks that I haven't answered yet 😭 I'm not used to having to answer more than like 3 essay question exams that are like, "How does osmosis work? Explain in 3 - 5 sentences" and this was way back in high school 😅 Now the only papers I write are research papers and laboratory reports about centrifugation, adsorption, and other similar topics 😭

So yeah, I'm really sorry again for taking such a long time to answer, but I am doing my best to answer all the great asks I've received!

Now, onto your actual ask!

I'll admit, I wasn't expecting to be thanked for the decision I made about Ædric and Cyfrin having pre-existing feelings for MC, but I'm really glad that you like it 😄 Honestly, I just went with what I thought would make sense for our two sweethearts, and it wasn't always planned that both of them would have feelings for MC 😅

Cyfrin was always meant to have been in love with MC since they were kids, but Ædric and MC's relationship was supposed to be that of friendly acquaintances (with Ædric simply admiring MC and nothing more), then he was going to fall for them throughout the first part of the story and then eventually realize his feelings somewhere in the middle. But then I eventually realized that, because I had already previously decided that he and MC had been taking almost all their lessons together, his feelings of admiration would have grown much earlier after spending so much time with MC 😅

So yeah, I'm glad that you liked what I've decided for Ædric and Cyfrin and I hope you enjoy ATE when I release Chapter 1!

#after the end #ate-if #ate-if asks #ate: mc #ate: ædric #ate: cyfrin

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collegetennisoriginstory · 7 months

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OK. UM. first of all, hiiii! <3 ok lemme just gush a lil bit:

1. I LOVE UR FIC OHMYGOD HOLY SHIIIIIIIT

2. god, i don't even have the slightest idea of how tennis works, but this is just so????? like?????? you know. and i kinda get how the play goes?? YOU'RE AN AMAZING WRITER GOSH.

3. i actually remembered most of the characters?? considering there's a lot of em, this is practically a miracle. again, you're goddamn amazing. i dont know how. maybe the pace is great, but definitely THE CHARAS ALL HAVE PERSONALITY/DEPTH??? like, i actually even remembered the side charas!!! mike, thalia, diego, felix, that cool ass girl in that shooting game, etc. umh just perfecto.

4. THE TENNIS MATCHES ALL FEEL SO SATISFYING!!! <3333333 omg. i feel like WUOOOOOH u know. i feel so cool playing a cool talented mc omg im loving it (i play a i-win-everything type of mc becuz im a perfectionist with a fear of failure) the matches me on edge in my seat oh gosh <3 and when u win it somehow just go WOOOOOOOH again!!! AAAAAA<3

5. aw, and of course, my beloved rivals to lovers rayyan <3333 *sigh* the slowburn.... (hes actually my first & only one. i go: ohhh tension!?!? and make a run for it. um, if it's ok to ask, is there a lot of content in the romance area as of now or in the future? like, replayability in terms of romance? im sorry if this is rude, i didnt mean to, i suck at words & i wont ask that again.)

6. FOUND FAMILY YAY! FOUND FAMILY YAY! <33333 (we genuinely lack those in the if community pls.) soulmates w/ sam. ride or die diego. very reluctant ride or die G (imma be honest, his name is just so hard so my head for some reason just go Guacamole 😭). aww tobin u very big cinammon roll ill protect u. shenanigans. & others too many to name honestly.

7. help this is just so good i had to force myself to sleep at 3am for a 7am lecture and i sat in the front rows and i put my head on the table and the fricking professor called me out ohmygod- BUT IT WAS WORTH IT GODDAMN!! ILL DO IT AGAIN IF I HAVE TO! HA! i cant wait for the next update- i'm gonna have this fic in my head for the next week oh pls noooooo. (no pressure tho. u do u author! take ur time!!! ill be here to support u, whoo!)

8.ALL IN ALL, I LOVE IT I LOVE THIS I LOVE EVERYONE I LOVE YOU AUTHOR *runs over & hug you w/ consent* <333333333333

ok. um. that's not it but if i continue it's literally gonna be an essay so i'll stop.

author. i will die for this fic. ahaahahahah. if i may ask, what's ur fav IFs? (i really, really love this one so im kinda hoping maybe u have similar taste in IFs eheh. again, im sorry if this comes as rude or insensitive.) oh uh & if my long rambles bother u, i won't send it again sorry.

<333 okok. take care of urself, dont forget to eat healthy, drink water & good sleep. have a nice day :D

Wait. I think I might have missed replying to this I am so sorry!!! It gave me so so much joy. Maybe I subconsciously did not want it to leave my inbox haha.

1. And 2 -> THANK YOU!

3. Gosh this is such a great thing to hear. There are a looot of characters, and I definitely worry sometimes that it gets to be too much, but I think the IF is getting long enough for me to give enough-ish screentime to each character... though it takes me a while to cycle back to different side characters. I cant believe you remembered the cool ass girl in laser tag! :)

4. AWESOME to hear! 🥰

5. Yup, being a character driven IF, there will be a lot of romance (or friendship) beats / moments in the IF (which is already true now). The next couple of chapters will follow the same mix of sports, school and romance / hanging out, so you should already have a sense of how much romance there'll be (it'll just keep unfolding / developing for each of the RO routes!)

6. Hehe found family is my fave trope to insert in stories as well.

7. Hahaha aww oh no fictional college life is catching up to your real college life!!

8. HUG YOU BACK (with consent)!!🤗🤗

#ct:os #college tennis: origin story #if #interactive fiction #asks #rayyan #tobin #g #sam

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littlegodzilla · 2 years

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Say in your bio that your requests were open🫣 …so don’t mind if I do request something.

First off, before the actual request I wanted to say that I appreciate all the work you’ve made and will do in the future. Second, the way you write things and the talent you behold just amazes me every single time I read something of yours. Third, I would write this myself but I love your writing too much to not request it here😭 I’m fr weak for your fics. Fourth and final, I hope you’re doing well and everyone else reading this🫶

I just got this idea in my head, now it’s not something massive just cute as hell but a little angsty and pretty short if I do say it myself.

So to the request,

What I was thinking is that Daryl who in this case don’t think of himself as anything special or anything to have. He also believes that he’s a complete asshole. So when the reader (fem!reader preferably but if you wanna do gender neutral!reader that’s completely fine with me!!) anyways, when the reader catches feelings for Daryl and begins to show it, he pretends like he doesn’t notice because he’s afraid that he will just end up hurting the reader. Therefore the reader doesn’t give up the hope for him and them to be together, but they’re too shy to actually make a bold move. Daryl is in fact interested in them but won’t admit it. So when it has passed a couple of years and nothing has happened between them (thinking like pre-negan Alexandria era) the reader makes a bold move. Like they try to kiss him or something, he accepts it. Yet he cuts it off and walks away after telling the reader that he likes them too but can’t be with them. He proceeds to ignore them for a couple of weeks until one day they find him and confront him since they didn’t have a shot to before he ran off. When they talk it out he reveals that the reason he can’t be with them is because he thinks so lowly of himself and is afraid he’ll hurt them. Then they tell him it’s okay and they start to kiss then the rest you decide yourself…

I literally wrote up there “it’s nothing massive” and “it’s pretty short” then I proceeded to write a full on essay🥲

Hiii!!

Wow I never expected that you liked my work, I read your stories and I loved them, it's a honor to me to do this request, your words mean a lot to me, I'm really happy and I hope you'll enjoy the story.

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Not Good Enough

Daryl Dixon x Reader.

Requested by: @rickgrimeswifey

Warnings: Fluff. Confessions. Daryl POV.

Words: 4800

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(N/A: the look of the gif is important for the story, sorry I needed to do that)

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Daryl can't stop looking at you, it's not the first time, and he's sure it won't be the last, he can't help it. You're talking to Michonne and Tara as you play with Judith, sitting on the porch in the house that is now yours in Alexandria, some want to find their own place, you've been stabilized there for a while, Maggie and Glenn are having a baby and have found their own home, though not too far away, always close to Rick and the others.

Daryl would like to have that too, with you, but he's not blind, he knows he never will. how could he? Ever since you came to Alexandria you've joked, you've played around telling everyone you're boyfriend and girlfriend, but it's not true, you've never had that kind of relationship. How could you want anything with him? What good is he? Nothing, he's just a sniffer dog, a hunter, a squirrel eating redneck with a lousy sense of humor who doesn't know how to socialize with anyone. Yet Daryl would love to be able to play along with your game and joke and fool around in front of the rest like you do. But he gets blocked every time you touch him or look at him.

It wasn't an immediate thing, he knows that. You met at the Greene's farm, Maggie's friend, you were there because your family fell ill and were in the barn with the other Walkers, though at first Daryl and the others didn't know that, of course. You were studying the medical books Hershel had, which you had taken from the town library when it all went down. Daryl saw you as a lost girl, innocent and locked in your world, the security the farm gave you with the family put you in a bubble, but you had strength, you didn't hesitate to help Carl, you didn't hesitate to help him when he appeared as a rag, when Andrea shot him.

He started to see changes in you and himself when the farm fell, you cried for all you had lost and left behind, but soon you became one of the group, you didn't mind standing guard at night, you took care of Carl when Lori was exhausted from pregnancy, you tried to cheer up Beth and Maggie, you kept studying with Hershel. Daryl started to feel something after a few weeks of travel, when he discovered you trying to learn how to fight, you had a hunting knife and a rudimentary bow that almost made the hunter laugh, but you were trying, he wanted to teach you and from that day a beautiful friendship was born between you.

Not only that, Daryl knows now and he knew soon after, in prison, how fucked up he was when he looked at you and felt his skin crawl, how his stomach would shrink when other men approached you. Jealousy. Daryl had never experienced that kind of jealousy before and he felt stupid. He had no right to feel jealous, not because you were nothing more than good friends. You had every right to look for someone better, someone who truly deserved you.

"Why don't you tell her how you feel about her?" insisted Carol a couple of times, Daryl growled like a wounded animal.

"Ain't gotta feelings for her. She's just a friend."

"Of course..." She snorted in amusement leaving him alone with his thoughts.

Then the prison fell and for a moment he thought he had lost you, chaos, gunshots, Hershel's death, zombies invading the prison, everything on fire, the group dispersed completely, he was left alone, running into a group of drones before falling into Terminus with several other comrades, Daryl was relieved to see them, but at the same time the panic was greater.

Then Carol blew it all up and you were with her. He hugged Carol with all his might and with you he did exactly the same, he pressed you against his chest feeling his arms shaking around your body.

"Easy Dixon, you're not getting away from me that easy." You joked and Daryl wished he could tell you he didn't plan to, but he bit his tongue in time.

Now in Alexandria everything is much more relaxed, everything seems to fit, the group has adapted quickly, there have been some altercations that they have had to solve, they have shown that they are of use, that these people need to know how to defend themselves for whatever has to come, because peace, unfortunately, does not last forever, but it is a good place, Daryl knows that, when Deanna asked him that first day if he wanted to be there, he said yes, that the children deserved a safe place, he never thought of himself, he was just passing through, if his people decided to stay and he was not comfortable, he was willing to leave, not to be a burden. But he was never able to truly walk away.

And there he is now, trying to fix a bike Aaron found some time ago, he told him if he could rebuild it he could go out with him to explore, to find more people who needed shelter, Daryl was fine with that, getting out of there even if it was just for a few hours took his mind off the thinking and the burden.

"Congratulations Mr. Explorer." You had joked when he told the rest of the group. "I hope you'll give me a ride one day." You smiled winking at him and he felt himself blush.

"Oh come on, you're his girlfriend, I'm sure he gives you more than that." Rosita joked and you laughed hysterically, but Daryl had to pull away feeling like his face was going to explode.

He's concentrating on repositioning some parts that from rattling along the forest roads have come a little loose when he hears a male voice near where you are. Trying to disguise his anxiety he raises his head to discover Spencer talking to you, he has completely ignored Michonne and Tara who look at the man between amused and curious, the eldest Monroe son has leaned over the stairs and caresses Judith's hands as he talks to you. You smile politely and respond, but Daryl can read what he can't see; your body tense, leaning back slightly, your eyes shifting nervously, your lips forced into that smile. You're uncomfortable.

He gets up from the ground wiping the grease off his fingers with the red scraf he always carries with him, puts it in his back pocket and walks straight towards you, he's left the crossbow next to the bike, he doesn't know what he might hear when he gets there and he doesn't want to put an arrow in Spencer's head 'by accident.' When he reaches the porch he sees your eyes looking at him and your body instantly relaxes, your gaze soften and your smile becomes sincere. Daryl's heart hits his chest hard and he feels his cheeks burn, but he tries to appear normal.

"What's wrong Monroe?" he wants to sound calm and relaxed, but his words come out as a bark startling the younger man.

"Dixon..." He greets him reluctantly and breaks away from you to look at him. Your body relaxes a little more and you use Judith's hand to greet him, Daryl feels his mouth curve into a small smile, but he turns his attention back to Spencer when he moves. "Nothing, I was just talking to the girls."

"My mom's having a party, it's been two years since you guys got here and she wants to celebrate that everything is still peaceful." He says matter-of-factly. "I guess you're not interested, it wouldn't be the first time you didn't show up..."

"Sure... What about, is everything okay?" he shrugs and Spencer mimics his gesture.

Daryl bites his lip several times, trying to control what he wants to say, he knows it's not the time or the place, Spencer is just a kid in his eyes, he's just teasing him to set him off, but Daryl has learned to have some self control, he's not as volatile as he used to be. Or at least he tries to be. Then he sees you get up leaving Judith with Michonne and walk towards him. He holds his breath as your arms wrap around his arm and you press yourself against him. Again that game pretending to be his girlfriend.

"Of course he's coming, we were all adjusting that night, but this party we're not going to miss, are we?" You look at him with bright expectant eyes, he knows you're really proposing, he knows if he says no Spencer will take the opportunity to invite him himself. He grunts low and shakes his head.

"Sure, we'll go." He huff nodding again.

"Okay, great, the more the merrier." There's a hint of annoyance in his voice and it makes Daryl's chest swell and at the same time his alarms go off even more.

He knew Spencer had an interest in you, but he never thought it was that much, in everyone's eyes you're a couple and yet he's still trying to hit on you, he's certainly not to be trusted. Daryl has to be careful with him. Before he's aware you are left alone on the porch, Spencer is gone and Michonne and Tara laugh as you let go of the hunter's arm.

"You can't refuse now." Your voice brings Daryl back to Earth. "You're coming with me to the party." You insist and Daryl mentally curses.

"It's okay, I dunno know why you guys insist on those stupid parties, it ain't the world it used to be."

"That's exactly why, a little 'normalcy' never hurt anyone. I'll be at Rick and Michonne's." You inform him. "And shower!" you order him, Daryl rolls his eyes in disgust as he walks away hearing your friends' laughter.

***

Hot water running over his entire body, hair plastered to his face, dirt being washed down the torrent getting lost in the shower drain, Daryl has his hands resting on the wall of the small room and his head sunk between his arms. He really doesn't believe he's doing this. He really can't believe he's nervous about this. He could have talked to you, he could have told you to forget it, that he wasn't going to that party with you, but something inside him stopped him from doing it. He was curious, not about the party, but about seeing you, you had said you were going to be at Rick and Michonne's house which meant you were going to get ready for the event and Daryl wants to see you. He's never been a detail man, he's never stopped to look at how a woman dresses, before or after the zombie apocalypse, but he has to admit that if you're going to wear a dress, he's eager to see how it looks on you.

He turns off the shower tap at last, brushes several strands of hair away from his face and steps out, rubbing his body against the towel. His reflection looks back at him in the mirror and he stands there staring at himself for a few moments. The dripping hair, long and matted, the unkempt beard from several weeks of routing with Aaron, his body, his skin, always full of wounds, scars covering his chest, his shoulders, not to mention his father's gift on his back, no, he certainly wasn't the kind of man you deserved to see or touch. He chews his lip several times before wrapping his towel around his waist and exits the bathroom. His steps are hesitant until he reaches Carol's room where he very slowly knocks on the door. After a few seconds in silence the door opens and Carol looks at him in surprise.

"Daryl, is something wrong?"

"I need yer help." He confesses and the woman looks him up and down before nodding her head.

He clenches his hands nervously by the door of the Grimes' house. His heart is about to pound out of his chest and he's almost startled when he rings the doorbell and it rings louder than he expects. He's never felt nauseous before, not from nerves, maybe after a bad hangover, but this is different. It's like he's a virgin boy going after the most popular girl in high school to go to the prom, when has he ever been fifteen again? There's still time, he could turn around and run away, but it wouldn't do much good, Alexandria is fenced in by high walls and even if he took the bike and escaped, he knows you'd find him. The door then opens and Daryl loses all sense of speech.

"Wow Dixon, you look amazing." You say with a wide, sincere smile.

Yes, Carol maybe have done wonders with him, she had done his hair and cut it a bit, even shaved and fixed his goatee giving him a more handsome touch, or so she had said, they had found a black shirt and jeans that he fit into well, without being too baggy or too tight, the only thing Carol had allowed him to wear with him was his vest and even that had cleaned it up a bit.

But you look beautiful.

You've pulled your hair up in a nice headdress, with a few loose strands, falling wildly down your face, you've let them paint your eyes and lips a little, though you're clearly not comfortable in it, but the dress, Daryl looks you up and down several times, is a nice dress that fits the shape of your chest with a black belt to then fall free to your knees, it has a suggestive neckline, without being obscene, and Daryl would swear your legs are longer thanks to the high heels you're wearing. He smiles and clears his throat trying to get the words back in his mouth.

"Ya look good." It's the only thing she's able to say coherently. A snicker escapes your nose and you nod.

"Thanks, so... shall we go?"

Daryl shakes his head and walks down the porch steps waiting for you to follow him, however, you don't move from the door, he turns back to look at you and you wave your hands for him to come back with you.

"I'm sorry, but I'm unable to walk in these, I need help."

"Then why did ya put them on?" he comes back to your side and you hold tightly to his arm, so you walk to the Monroe's house.

"Never mind, Daryl, just help me." You laugh and he knows he's missing something, but he doesn't insist either.

At the party no one takes their eyes off you, Rosita and Abraham comment several times that you look spectacular, that dress looks amazing on you and you are only able to smile and blush, there are also words for Daryl, loaded with jokes and trying to tease him because he finally knows what a shower and a comb is, but he ignores them, even Deanna seems surprised when she approaches to greet you two.

"Wow, Rick surprised me back in the day, but he's certainly not the only one." She says looking at him and you laugh, Daryl tenses when your fingers brush his cheek leaving a warm trace on his skin.

"My man has always been very handsome, but he's a little shy." You joke and Deanna laughs with a nod.

"Of course, enjoy the party." She encourages you and walks away to continue talking to the rest of the guests.

Daryl can't deny that parties are still not his thing, too many people, too much noise, engrossed laughter, repetitive music, constant greetings and conversations that lead nowhere, he has stayed on one side of the room, with the first drink he's been given and hasn't tasted yet, observing everything, every inhabitant of the community, every movement, conversation, laughter, everything he studies intently while not losing detail of where you are, it's hard not to, every time your dress dances, his eyes are riveted on your figure and he feels like a pervert because he would love to get lost under your skirt.

"Daryl!" he freaks out when your face appears in front of him closer than he thought you were, he tries to back away, but the wall cuts off his escape. "Let's dance."

"What?"

"Dance, it's a party! at parties you dance."

"No, ain't dance." He quickly denies. "I think I should go now."

"It's still early, besides, are you going to stand up your girlfriend? That would be ugly."

"I don't..." He bites his lip again. "We ain't boyfriend and girlfriend..." He whispers feeling those words burn in his throat.

"But they don't know that." You say laughing mischievously and grab his arm dragging him along with the rest of the crowd.

"W-Wait!" he tries to stop you, but it's too late.

Your hands wrap around his neck, your fingers crossing over the back of his neck, you cling to him to start moving to the soft rhythm of the music, the mood has completely changed and Daryl is feeling a little overwhelmed. Not knowing how to act he places his hands on your ribs and you laugh again.

"Lower them a little, Robocop, to my waist." You guide him.

He obeys, his hands sliding down your sides to rest on your waist, he breathes heavily, as if short of breath and feels warm, it's possible he's having a panic attack, he's never experienced one, but he's sure that's what it is. You smile again and as the two of you move slowly like the rest of the couples, you rest your head on his chest and close your eyes. Daryl is convinced you can hear his heart beating a mile a minute, his hands are shaking on your body and he's sweating like he's inside a sauna. His eyes then discover that Spencer isn't taking his eyes off you and his hands tighten on you out of pure instinct. You sigh without waiting for the grip and your fingers tangle in his hair.

"I like the way you've done your hair...your messy, disheveled style doesn't bother me either, but you look...cute"

"Thanks...I guess, that a woman call a man 'cute' ain't sure if is a good thing." He says in a breathy whisper, his eyes riveted on Spencer, challenging each other and you laugh. "I asked Carol for help..."

"Uhm right, I should have figured." You laugh again and your body vibrates with his. "I have to thank her." You say it sincerely, even though he doesn't appreciate it.

The party is behind you when you decide to leave, it's still early, but you feel that Daryl has hung in there long enough and delivered better than you expected, you really didn't even think he was going to show up and you'd go to the party alone, it was a pleasant surprise to discover him on the other side when you opened the door. You are elated, you haven't had much to drink, you know it's not because of that, you feel good, like you haven't for a long time, you are safe, you live in a great community, your people are adapting, you have a present and the future doesn't seem so bad. You have Daryl and you can't say for sure, but for the first time since you started testing the waters, you seem to be on the same page, Daryl doesn't reject your flirting, he still gets nervous, but he handles it better than before, you can even tell he seems jealous of Spencer to you. Maybe he's finally lowered his walls himself, he's showing himself to you freely.

"Daryl..." You call out to him and he stops.

You look at each other for a few seconds that seem to last an eternity. He doesn't know what to do, why you've stopped, what you really want. You take a few steps closer, rest a hand on his chest and luckily those heels are high enough, you just have to lift your head a little and kiss him. Very shallow, testing the waters, however when you want to pull away Daryl grabs you by the waist and kisses you back. An intense, almost fierce kiss, he holds you by the nape of your neck and his tongue bursts inside your mouth. You moan and Daryl's eyes widen. He pulls away from you as if you're on fire and takes a few steps back.

"What?" you gasp, your head spinning. "What's wrong?"

"No, this isn't right." He shakes his head, his fingers rubbing his lips. "No..."

"Daryl, hey, listen to me. I kissed you." You try to move closer, but he pulls back again.

"No, fuck no, no, not this..." He runs his hands over his face and growls. "Why did ya do that?"

"Why? I think it's clear, Daryl, I-I lo..." You start to say, but redden.

"No, don't say it. There are thousands of guys better than me here." He spits angrily. "Why me?"

"Why you? Oh for God's sake Daryl, you're better than them..."

"No! I'm no good at anything, I'm just a fucking redneck, I only know how to go out there, kill zombies and hunt squirrels. I don't..." He shuts up and looks at you, he can see the doubt and confusion on your face and it makes him feel even worse. "No, find someone else who really deserves ya. Because I'm not good for this, I'm not... I'm not what ya deserve." He growls finally and like a wounded puppy he turns and runs away from there.

You don't even have time to think, nor to defend yourself, nor to run after him, because when you try your heels prevent you from doing so, making you stumble. This was certainly not how you expected the night to end.

Daryl ignores you. No. Daryl runs away from you, every time you meet in any place or room, the archer turns around and disappears. He knows he's acting like a real asshole, but he's really just a scared little boy. That kiss haunts him every night, he dreams of what might have happened next, the feel of your body next to his is so real that every morning he wakes up covered in sweat and with a painful, as well as embarrassing, erection. He can't look you in the face, not when every time he does his dreams come back to his mind. Not after everything he said to you.

He regrets it because he knows he could have handled the situation differently, you could have talked and made things clear, but he panicked because you love him, his feelings are reciprocated and that terrifies him. It terrifies him because he doesn't want to tie you to him. It's not fair to you. He knows you'll find something better, even Spencer would be a better candidate than him.

He grunts and shakes his head at his own thoughts. No, maybe not him, but surely someone would come along who would.

"What have you done now?" Carol's voice pulls him out of his thoughts. He peers over the side of the bike and shrugs.

"Why did I have to do anything?"

"Because she's in a rage and I'm sure it's your fault."

"Who?"

"For God's sake, don't play this game, Daryl, you know perfectly well who I'm talking about." She replies angrily, crossing her arms. "So you tell me the easy way or I'll end up getting it out of you the hard way, your choice."

Daryl gives her a sidelong glance, he hates it when his friend uses that overbearing motherly tone, he's unable to deny her what she asks whenever she does, he nods and stops what he's doing, wiping his hands.

"What happened at the party?"

"...We kissed..." He whispers and Carol's eyes sparkle with excitement.

"Oh Daryl, what kinky thing did you propose to do?" he knows his friend's voice is laced with irony, but he doesn't feel like playing along.

"I told her she deserved better..." he confesses and Carol's smile falters.

"But Daryl, she..."

"Yes, I know, but no." He denies again. "And ain't need yer advice, or yer comfort, not this time, Carol. It's my decision."

"It's a stupid decision, you know that, don't you?" She's still angry, but she can't burden him within her nonchalant gesture she knows her friend is having a hard time.

That doesn't mean she's going to listen to him.

***

"Daryl." Carl shows up by the garage that afternoon, Daryl has returned from a patrol with Aaron after several days of scouting around.

"Hey kiddo, what's up?"

"Uhm I need your help, Dad and Michonne have left me in charge of Judith, but something's happened..." He lowers his head nervously and Daryl gets nervous.

The two rush home, Carl looking so agitated that the older man's distress grows by the minute. When they arrive at the Grimes' house, Carl stands in the doorway and points upstairs to where the baby's room is. Nothing is heard, no crying, no laughter, nothing, and that shrinks the archer's heart. Without waiting for the young man to follow him, he goes up the stairs two at a time. Everything is in darkness, in the distance, in a room with a half-open door, a small hand can be seen, someone lying on the floor.

Daryl enters the room like a hurricane, his heart hammering in his ears, his pulse racing and barely able to breathe. But there is no Judith. What's on the floor is a doll. He hears the street door close and the bedroom door close. When he turns around he discovers you there, leaning against the door, arms folded across your chest, scowling at him. His heart stops and the blood freezes in his veins.

Caught.

He shifts nervously, picks up the doll from the floor and looks at it in his hands, looks at you and points at the object.

"Twisted..."

"You asked for it, it's impossible to talk to you." You shrug, you know it was cruel, putting Judith in danger even if it's fictional.

Daryl puts the doll down on the bed and looks around, there's a window, the house isn't very high and there's the porch roof, he could jump through it and run away that way.

"Don't even try." You say reading his mind. "I've jammed the window so you can't open it, so you have no escape."

"How did ya come up with all this?"

"Carol gave me some ideas."

"Of course..." He growls clenching his fists. he's going to kill his best friend. "Listen to me..."

"No, you listen to me." You cut him off. "That night you walked out without letting me explain myself, you spouted all that shit and you didn't even hear my opinion, well, now you're going to hear it, whether you want to or not." You're still angry, hurt, anger makes your voice vibrate just like your body, you don't handle anger well, you're not an irascible person and it frustrates you when you find yourself like this.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"No! Fuck no, we kissed, I kissed you and you kissed me and suddenly everything went to shit." You snap and fidget nervously. "I love you, Daryl, a lot and for a long time, but I'm sure you knew that, but it was easier to pretend I didn't." You lick your lips and sigh. "I joked and fooled around trying to figure out where the line was, but you never stopped me, so I thought maybe it wasn't just me, that you were too..." You look sideways at him, but he has his eyes glued to the floor. "Then you got jealous with Spencer and my hopes went up..." You feel tears welling up in your eyes and you rub your eyes. You don't want to cry. "But you can't tell me you don't want to be with me because I don't deserve you..." Your voice sounds broken and Daryl lifts his head, he doesn't want to make you cry. "If you don't feel the same way, if I've misunderstood all this, I apologize and I'd like us to be friends again, like before, but you can't reject me just because you think I don't deserve you..."

"It's just that ya deserve better, ain't..."

"How can you say that? I don't know anyone better than you, Daryl. You say you're just a redneck, you're good for nothing and I say bullshit!" You burst out and Daryl looks at you with wide eyes. "I don't know anyone who deserves to be happy more than you." You whisper and wipe away a few tears that run down your face, Daryl slowly walks towards you. "I don't care that you're made for this world, because, after all, we've all adapted, but you're so much more than a soldier, than a redneck; you're a good man, and kind, you're faithful and loyal to your people, you're protective and loving, you take care of the children, you make sure no one lacks food, no one is cold or afraid at night. You are everything I want..." You confess and Daryl feels as if he himself could burst into tears at any moment. "So if you don't feel the same way I do, I'll understand and let you go, but if you really have feelings for me, I don't..." You can't finish the sentence.

Daryl holds your cheeks and kisses you intensely. You gasp for a second, but you're not going to let him pull away, you stand on your tiptoes and reciprocate his kiss. Daryl growls against your mouth and pushes your body against the door as his tongue tangles with yours, your whole body trembles, wrapped in too many feelings you don't know how to express, too long repressing yourself and finally being reciprocated.

"Yer everythin' I want too..." Daryl whispers when you break the kiss and you both smile.

***

The End.

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Again, thank you so much for the request idea I loved to write it! And thanks for trust in my writing for make this idea real. It was a honor to me. At first I wanted to make smut but I liked the romantic moment, I hope you don't mind.

I hope you liked it and it was what you expected!

See you in the next stories!!

#my stuff #norman reedus #normanreedus #daryl dixon #daryldixon #twd fanfiction #ask me #one shot #daryl x reader #resquest #fanfic request #fluff one shot #fluff stuff

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violetszone · 1 year

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I have this idea for charles..So basically the reader is fan and she made this love letter as a project for her college or smth. One day she’s in the paddock and she gives it to Charles saying that that letter is dedicated to him(she got 100% on the letter/essay thing lol) and she puts her insta @ on the note as well. Charles really liked it so that night he slides in the reader’s dms and they get to know each other and stuff…hope that makes sense😭😭

(if you don’t feel comfortable to write it it’s okay lol xx)

-🌚✨(im your anon now)

my first anon 🥺🥺 and it's such a sweet idea i love it I had a lot of fun writing it, I even have an idea to continue it. Also, thank you very much for your explanation.I just don't know much about the education system abroad. I did my best hope you like it

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fumifooms · 5 months

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HI. I loved your marchil fics and I love your lil blurbs and hcs and all you're lil thoughts on them it's beautiful and makes my heart melt. It's just seeing this lil guy and how he has all his feelings locked away in a box until marcille walks over and picks right through the lock and gets him to open up (well in a metaphorical sense-).

DAMN YOU FOR GETTING ME DEEPLY INVESTED IN THESE IDIOTS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH IM GETTING CUTE AGGRESSION!!!!

I KNOWW RIGHT, I love how you described it!! There’s so much fun imagery and metaphors you can do with them… They lost focus and had a consensual workplace relationship, as people say

I love their dynamic they are so romcom shaped… Speaking of romcoms I recently read Dame na watashi ni koishite kudasai/Please love me ! which has major marchil energy, I love reading it while thinking of them lmao. They banter and she infiltrates his social sphere & gets all the family gossip and also he owns a cafe and cooks her things, it’s like my coffeeshop AU but real 😭💗

People when getting into marchil:

Thank you for this ask! 🥺 It’s always really nice to hear things like these… I never know what to respond though so naturally I shall go overboard, handing out more marchil thoughts as per popular demand! Marchil nation is a tiny island I’m sorry for getting you invested, but also mwahahaha hahahA YES HAHAHA YESSS! Handing you these ramblings as apology

My motivation to write essays has been waning lately BUT I do have a big post about theories and facts on Chilchuck’s family planned, his wife and daughters plus some Chil’s dad and siblings, the whole package. On top of more marchil crumbs to post oof… Ideally I should also rework the first part of the marchil crumbs to make it more streamlined and dare I say convincing. Also fanart and fics which I hope to get around to finishing up… I def want to make more marchil content, but I honestly have no clue which idea to work on next… (I take requests and prompts btw~). I want to make more fluff but I also want to make more hurt/comfort, ahh dilemma

One idea I have that’s particularly relevant is a fic that I’d call Locks of Hair, about blonde hair and the key to his heart. I’d love touching on his attraction to blondes and how that might affect their relationship in a neat lil introspective oneshot like I like to make. LOCKS of hair? Being the KEY to his heart? I love the english language. There’s sorta this trope where if a character loves money has a liking for blondes it’s because like, the hair is "golden", and I’d find playing with that so funny too.

Another that really has my heart right now is Marcille’s mom visiting them to see her daughter and meet her new partner Chilchuck, and it throws them into a frenzy to prepare for it, Chil being entirely too stressed and dreading. And seeing them her mom’s eyes soften and she tells them they remind her of her and her late husband… The bittersweet pride mixed with anticipation at how her daughter has grown into someone who can accept loss, and is willing to throw all of herself into loving despite them not even having 20 years together ahead of them……. I think about marchil proposals and marriage a lot. Hey hey did you know that in Japan "I want to drink your miso soup every day" is a way to propose, because that’s so Dungeon Meshi. The way proposals are so meaningful with these two because it truly is like "i want to give my lifetime to you, knowing all that it entails, but I believe that it’s worth the trouble. That it’s worth it." I have so much proposal dialogue between them written up oogh they make me so emotional

You truly are a warrior for reading all I wrote about them omg, if you like these sorta convos then maybe you’d enjoy joining our dunmeshi discord! I rarely get the chance to speak with another marchil enthusiast~ We have a lot of big convos on characters and ships over there hehe, ofc no pressure though, invite link in comment just in case. I get cuteness agression over them TOOOOO I need them-shaped stress balls to squeeze in affection

-trips and falls and some of my favorite marchil moments slip out-Soulmates ❤️ (delusional)

#marchil #ask #dungeon meshi #This thought is silly but in the song Everybody Talks (about everyone gossiping about a couple’s romance hehe) there’s a line that goes #Enough with the chitchat bring me to your love shack #And every time I hear it I’m like… Omg Chilchack Tims sir?!!#Marcille trying to make flirty puns at him be like #Me showing off my ship to people and it’s her proudly showing him a clump of cat hair…#I think about her holding him in her arms like some big plushie so much. Chil ragdolling #You know what else about them I think about a lot? Him shivering in fear at Marcille reading him so well. The mortifying ordeal of being-#-known UGHHHH BANGING MY FISTS ON THE TABLE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH #“I’m going to introduce you to my family” says he while madly blushing to bait the woman with her desires. which WORKS #THE ADVENTURER’S BIBLE COMIC MEANS THAT THEY WENT OUT SHOPPING TOGETHER OUTSIDE OF WORK BTW. SCREAMING #If I start I’m going to slippery slope into talking about the times he risked himself while trying to get her to safety AND THE SUCCUBI AND #OUGHHHHHHHHH #Marcille being a minefield of feelings… Our rogue has it cut out for him #Fumi rambles #Dungeon meshi manga spoilers #Spoilers #If you’re in an especially delulu marchil mood the “i’ll introduce you to my family” scene almost can read as a proposal. I’M SORRY I’M SOR

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roalinda · 5 months

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very self-indulgent but beware, here goes! i was re-reading ending of OotP as one does in monday afternoon, and i was remineded how decidedly Nearly Headless Nick responed to devastated Harry when he asked if Sirius could become a ghost (aside - such a painful pages… Harry's grief was tearing me apart, again as always). “He will not come back. He will have… gone on.” Yes, Sirius wouldn't like pale imitation of life but… even for Harry? When he'd do anything for his godson including being locked up in Grimmauld Place? But then, Nick has seen Sirius and James through all Hogwarts years. And James was gone. And for Nick it was obvious, the choice he'd made, death with James or life without him. I'm not d=saying Sirius was suicidal, really, but Sirius did stay on the other side in the end, where James has been waiting for him.

Gods, anon. You just had to make me go and re-read the book and cry a river, didn't you? 😭

Seriously speaking, this is very deep and needs an essay to be written on. I have received another ask about the concept of the dead/death and the living/life in HP series some time ago, so I'm writing a meta on it. (If by chance the anon who sent me that ask is reading this, please know that I have not forgotten to answer, I am writing a presentable reply) .

I decided to break apart your ask into two parts, I hope it is ok.

A. The reality of what we get in the books.

B. The self-indulgent part

The reality

I decided to re-read the last parts of the OOTP as well (since you mentioned reading it ) . So, generally my source for your ask is the 5th book + some quotes from here and there.

The conversation between Harry and Nick is a very curious one, short and sad, yet solid with no place for doubt. But before coming to that, I want to go back to the first book and quote Dumbledore about the simplicity of accepting death when one is knowledgeable enough. Not as being ok with throwing away one's life pointlessly but as coming to terms with the fact that there is no need to hold on when you have done your part.

"After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure."

Albus Dumbledore - HP and TSS, page 297

Now some other quotes if I may, because they will come handy. 😉

The 7th book and the engraving on Lily and James' graves:

The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.

"It doesn't mean defeating death in the way that the Death Eaters mean it, Harry," said Hermione, her voice gentle. "It means…you know…living beyond death. Living after death."

Hermione Granger - HP and DH, page 328

and in the 5th book:

"Oh, come on. You heard them, just behind the veil, didn't you?"

"In that room with the archway. They were just lurking out of sight, that's all. You heard them."

Luna Lovegood - HP and OOTP, page 863

These quotes show how serious life after death is portrayed in Harry Potter. It's a simple notion yet very fundamental. A living person dies and continues their journey in another life/dimension. The living can sense their presence or even hear them if the border is narrow enough and they have seen death before like Luna and Harry ( the veil being an example of that ) , but they are dead, they are in another dimension, they don't linger on where they should not.

Dumbledore puts it as - going to bed after a very, very long day - in the first book, a very well-done impression of the phrase rest in peace ( R.I.P) for the dead.

Harry's conversation with Nick is curious because it clears these facts:

1 . You have to accept the notion of death to be able to pass on.

2. You shouldn't fear death.

As proved by Nick:

"I was afraid of death," said Nick. "I chose to remain behind. I sometimes wonder whether I oughtn't to have…well, that is neither here nor there…in fact I am neither here nor there…." He gave a small sad chuckle.

HP and OOTP - page 861

Nearly everyone in the HP universe whose role were effective enough, accepted death - like an old friend - , each in their own respective causes ( good or bad ) . James and Lily died for their son with no hesitation, Dumbledore planned his own death for the greater good, Snape knew of his inevitable death by Voldemort, Bellatrix had such strong loyalty and belief and Sirius…bright, wonderful Sirius who was the best godfather on earth, died with adrenaline in his veins and not confined to a house he hated. Sirius Black was a logical adult who had fought in two wars and survived Azkaban. He was aware of the risks of his actions, specially in the DOM. The fact that he went there with no hesitation, shows that although he cared and loved Harry to the moon and back, he was aware and had accepted the fact that he may die at any moment and was at peace with it, even way before DOM.

Personally, I think it's not the matter of how much you care or love someone. If it was, James and Lily would have come back for their poor orphaned baby, so they could both terrorise the Dursleys into taking good care of Harry and proving proof for Sirius' innocence as ghosts. I believe it's the matter of choosing to live in a useless limbo or going forward, to where you belong after you die. After all, if linger behind, the dead will suffer in the mortal world because they don't belong there as said in the tale of the three brothers. Nick's turmoil is a proof of that.

Sirius is not a type to linger, he was bright and knowledgeable and bold and if you ask me, he needed peace upon his soul.

The self-indulgent part ❤

Now to the important part a.k.a prongsfoot. 👀 Sirius loved Harry with all that he had. He did things for him that no one had done before, like escaping Azkaban. Harry was his everything after James. Harry was his responsibility, his best friend's child, his ray of sunshine, the person he cared the most for in life. But here is it. In life.

Now, Sirius dies. He falls through the veil and in shock he sees James there, smiling sadly with wobbly lips and his hands in his pockets like old days and Sirius is tired. He has been fighting and struggling most of his life, he had suffered loss after loss and he had to endure Azkaban with the guilt of switching the secret keeper's plan. He just wants peace. He wants the love he had lost. He wants James and there James is, crying and laughing at the same time, whispering about how he has missed Sirius and he is sorry because Sirius deserved a full and happy life while Sirius barks a teary laugh and says his life is fulfilled because he had died defending his godson and meeting his lover after that.

No, Sirius was not suicidal at all. This is something that I don't believe for a second despite a lot of people in the fandom believing in. Sirius was a bright star, the brightest, and he shone until the end and fulfilled his duty as a caring parent. But every story needs an ending and Sirius Black's was a bittersweet one, a tragic tale of a charming boy laughing in crimson and gold and the life which was stolen from him by the most painful betrayal. Sirius Black's life is a heartbreaking one yet death brought peace upon his tired soul as he finally reunites with other half, James Potter.

Sorry for the long reply, anon. Off to cry in a corner now. 😭

#Prongsfoot asks #Asks #Sirius black

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