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Hey! For the Ice Queen/Tyrant King AU, I think it's time that Thena gets a matching tattoo with Gil. You know which tattoo I'm talking about.. What do you think?
Gil threw himself into the bed, burying his face in the soft white pillow waiting for him. "Fuck, it's nice to be in a proper bed again."
Even if it wasn't his bed.
"Don't sleep like that, it's bad for your back."
Gil turned his head, peeking up at his Ice Queen beside him, wearing a very sexy, lacy, satin-y nightie. She still had her lace around her shoulders, but he was starting to think it was just because she was letting him sleep in her bed for the first time. Not even just since he'd been released from the hospital earlier today, but for the first time ever.
Thena was reading over some reports from both of their businesses. Gil would be returning to work soon enough, and he had been keeping up on some necessary files and updates as much as he could from his hospital bed. He had to admit, with Thena running things in his stead, his profit margins had never been healthier.
"Do you need me to turn off the lamp?"
Gil smiled at the woman next to him, already reaching for the sconce built into the wall next to her bed frame. He sighed, "no, it's okay. I'm probably gonna drop right off, anyway."
"Hm," Thena acquiesced with just the faint sound of her agreement. She went back to her reading as he mumbled out a soft Korean 'good night and dream of me'.
Gil turned onto his side, partly for sleeping and partly to keep looking at her. He cleared his throat.
"What?"
He reached out his hand expectantly. She sighed but granted his wish, letting her left hand drift over into his delicately, like a bird perching on a branch in the snow. He smiled as his thumb brushed over the softness of her skin.
Last time he was in her home, he was coming to apologise for not telling her about the Little Heiress' business proposal. He could still remember the wild look in her eyes as she'd run out and thrown him against the wall. The anger and hurt turning her eyes black; he would never let her look like that again.
Thena kept quiet as he toyed with her hand idly. It surprised even her, how comfortable she was just having him next to her. Perhaps it was because she'd become so used to him sleeping with her, first from when he'd visited her in the poison ward and then over the past few weeks of her visiting him in the hospital for his gunshot wounds.
Gil held her hand in his, admiring how well they fit together. His hands were large, thickly muscled, somewhat calloused. Her hands were slender, long but small, and so fragile seeming against his. He shifted her hand in the light, catching sight of something.
It was a white ink tattoo, already designed to be subtle and nearly impossible to see against the pallor of her natural skin tone. But there it was, around her fourth finger. He had to shift it in the light to catch the gleam of it, but it was a design he would be able to draw blindfolded.
"What are you doing?" Thena frowned at him as he rolled her wrist around a few times. When she finally looked over at him, he was staring at her ring her finger obsessively. Reflexively, she tried to pull the hand back to her.
Gil didn't let her, grinning up at her and the knee-jerk reaction that spelled out her guilt to him. "What's this?"
"Nothing."
"Nice try, Princess," Gil sat himself up, still holding the hand in his. Now that he had spotted it, it was at least faintly easier to pick up the white lines tattooed into her skin. "You got a matching one?"
Thena stayed silent, and it - along with the sudden colour in her cheeks - was all he needed to know. He combed his memory, past when she'd asked him to tell her about how it all happened. There was a final stretch of days when she'd had a lot of business to take care of, and when she did come to check on him between meetings and deals, she'd had her gloves - and coat - on the whole time.
"How did..." Gil trailed off, also recalling her managing to slip into conversation asking the name of the artist who did all the rest of his tattoos. Gil only used one artist--only trusted one person to allow to paint his bare skin like that. "He did this?"
"He already had the design."
Gil looked up at his Ice Queen, who still wasn't looking at him. He could have expected as much, though; Thena wasn't good at vulnerability. They'd been taught not to be, after all. She didn't like having to look her own feelings in the eye.
Thena looked over at him as he raised the hand gently, touching his lips to the 'ring' she had gotten to match his.
"I love it," he whispered, keeping his eyes on the woman he loved. And did he ever love her--more than he ever thought he would be capable of in a single lifetime. Her eyes had that softness to them that made him bold enough to reach an arm around her, "I love you."
Thena let him pull her into a kiss, sighing against him as her hands found his chest all too naturally. Her fingers splayed out, her palm seeking out his heartbeat.
Gil laid down on his back, pulling her over him (and getting a super cute little pout for it). "So, no more complaining about me calling you my wife, huh?"
Thena rolled her eyes at him, "don't get ahead of yourself. This is merely making the same statement yours is."
That he was hers. And she was his. To all who needed to know and no one who didn't.
"But-"
Thena pressed down on his chest, reaching for the lamp and hanging her lace around her jewellery hook. "It's not as if you've actually asked in any way."
Gil barely got his mouth open before she jabbed her finger down to shut his lips.
"Don't," she glared down at him and pursed her lips, "you dare."
Gil sighed as she finally laid down with him, her head on his chest and her hand on his heart. He held the hand over his heart with his--a familiar and comfortable position for them. He supposed he could acknowledge that this might not be the best time for a proposal.
But now he was just thinking about how he wanted to propose. He wasn't sure what Thena was thinking, but they could both feel the other's heart racing way too fast for them to go to sleep.
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The thing with the Mari Lwyd, though, is that it's being... I don't know, 'appropriated' is the wrong word, but certainly turned into something it isn't.
Thing is, this is a folk tradition in the Welsh language, and that's the most important aspect of it. I feel partly responsible for this, because I accidentally became a bit of an expert on the topic of the Mari Lwyd in a post that escaped Tumblr containment, and I clearly didn't stress it strongly enough there (in my defence, I wrote that post for ten likes and some attention); but this is a Welsh language tradition, conducted in Welsh, using Welsh language poetic forms that are older than the entire English language, and also a very specific sung melody (with a very specific first verse; that's Cân y Fari). It is not actually a 'rap battle'. It's not a recited poem. It is not any old rhyme scheme however you want.
It is not in English.
Given the extensive and frankly ongoing attempts by England to wipe out Welsh, and its attendant cultural traditions, the Mari is being revived across Wales as an act of linguistic-cultural defiance. She's a symbol of Welsh language culture, specifically; an icon to remind that we are a distinct people, with our own culture and traditions, and in spite of everyone and everything, we're still here. Separating her from that by removing the Welsh is, to put it mildly, wildly disrespectful.
...but it IS what I'm increasingly seeing, both online and in real world Mari Lwyd festivals. She's gained enormous pop-culture popularity in recent years, which is fantastic; but she's also been reduced from the tradition to just an aesthetic now.
So many people are talking/drawing about her as though she's a cryptid or a mythological figure, rather than the folk practice of shoving a skull on a stick and pretending to be a naughty horse for cheese and drunken larks. And I get it! It's an intriguing visual! Some of the artwork is great! But this is not what she is. She's not a Krampus equivalent for your Dark Christmas aesthetic.
I see people writing their own version of the pwnco (though never called the pwnco; almost always called some variant on 'Mari Lwyd rap battle'), and as fun as these are, they are never even written in the meter and poetic rules of Cân y Fari, much less in Welsh, and they never conclude with the promise to behave before letting the Mari into the house. The pwnco is the central part to the tradition; this is the Welsh language part, the bit that's important and matters.
Mari Lwyd festivals are increasingly just English wassail festivals with a Mari or two present. The Swansea one last weekend didn't even include a Mari trying to break into a building (insert Shrek meme); there was no pwnco at all. Even in the Chepstow ones, they didn't do actual Cân y Fari; just a couple of recited verses. Instead, the Maris are just an aesthetic, a way to make it look a bit more Welsh, without having to commit to the unfashionable inconvenience of actually including Welsh.
And I don't really know what the answers are to these. I can tell you what I'd like - I'd like art to include the Welsh somewhere, maybe incorporating the first line of Cân y Fari like this one did, to keep it connected to the actual Welsh tradition (or other Welsh, if other phrases are preferred). I'd like people who want to write their version of the pwnco to respect the actual tradition of it by using Cân y Fari's meter and rhyme scheme, finishing with the promise to behave, and actually calling it the pwnco rather than a rap battle (and preferably in Welsh, though I do understand that's not always possible lol). I'd like to see the festivals actually observe the tradition, and include a link on the booking website to an audio clip of Cân y Fari and the words to the first verse, so attendees who want to can learn it ahead of time. I don't know how feasible any of that is, of course! But that's what I'd like to see.
I don't know. This is rambly. But it's something I've been thinking about - and increasingly nettled by - for a while. There's was something so affirming and wonderful at first about seeing the Mari's climb into international recognition, but it's very much turned to dismay by now, because she's important to my endangered culture and yet that's the part that everyone apparently wants to drop for being too awkward and ruining the aesthetic. It's very frustrating.
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uncanny-tranny · 9 months
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Fat people deserve mobility aids, too. No matter if it's connected to their fatness or not, because having a mobility issue that is connected to one's fatness won't change that they're still fat and still have the issue at hand. Fat people don't deserve to "tough it out" because fatness should be this divine punishment doled out to those who "deserve" it. Fat disabled people deserve to have the peace of mind that they can exist in whatever way is most comfortable and accessible to them
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while we wait.
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may i offer you all a pubby?? lil bby barns?
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fumifooms · 2 months
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Omg guys he just genuinely likes bugs and mollusks and critters 😭💘💔 Forced to noble when he just wanna crouch and watch things skitter in the dirt…
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cantobear · 3 months
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another vision of mine...
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nothorses · 1 month
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after having an entire hour long conversation with my coworkers about what "degendering" is, and the importance of using trans people's pronouns when you know them- rather than always defaulting to "they/them" no matter what- and still getting "they/them"ed by people I trusted not to fucking do that to me, I have decided that the name and pronouns circle of introductions for new additions to the group will now include the very clearly stated boundary that they do not use "they/them" pronouns for me.
your move, cowards!
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miyakuli · 17 days
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NEVER GONNA SHUT UP but here the most important things I think we got from this trailer
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Moxxie calling him "Blitz" not sir THAT'S BIG OK
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those guys making an alliance with humans to go against Blitz WHAT
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parrot guy appearance FINALLY, WHO IS HE
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STOLITZ FULL MOON CONFRONTATION spoilers it's gonna hurt
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SO THATS THIS FUC*** OF DAD WHO PREVENT BLITZ TO SEE FIZZ I HATE YOU
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"you don't love me" WE LOVE YOU VIA OMG
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Blitz and Millie first encounter like beating the hell out of each other...yeah that works for me xD
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"oh shit I'm in love" real dialog trust me
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f4rfields · 1 month
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ngl sometimes the sentiment of "don't ever say anything that might suggest someone may be trans ever" on tumblr being as pervasive as it is feels less like a "i'm trying to be respectful of how you identify/not trying to pry into something you may not be comfortable with" thing and more adjacent to the "trans-as-social-contagion" line that transphobes have.
i didn't feel like i was able to id as anything but cis woman until one of my transfem nb lesbian friends took the time to ask me how i felt about my relationship to gender after watching me post quite a bit in the vent channels on a discord server we were both on. she told me that a lot of the feelings i was having about my relationship to gender and sexuality were things she had also felt before when figuring her own relationship to it out (albeit her journey was different because she also has to navigate transmisogyny), that i shouldn't be afraid to explore the possibility of being nonbinary and even just using "lesbian" as a means to describe my relationship to gender if that felt right, and that i wouldn't be stepping on anyone's toes in doing so.
and that conversation was like a sigh of relief to me after having held my breath for years and being afraid of putting an actual name to how i felt about myself. tbh, if she hadn't reached out, i'd probably still be here telling myself that i'm a cis woman despite how much the concept made me want to crawl out of my skin and made me feel like i was having to smother a part of myself in the process. and i do not think that this is a completely unique experience.
while there's always a line that can be crossed when it comes to just about any personal topic and ultimately that gender identity is journey of self-discovery, the idea that even mildly and compassionately suggesting that someone might benefit from exploring options with their gender identity during a heart-to-heart is somehow inherently disrespectful, or god forbid, predatory (especially when it comes to transfems) is something a lot of people need to unpack.
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p4nishers · 10 months
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i need a whole episode, a book and a podcast on EXACTLY what crowley was thinking during this moment
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forgettable-au · 5 months
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Does Flowey exist in this au?
Yes, he does.
Everything's pretty much the same when it comes to the regular story in this AU. It's just the past, especifically Papyrus' past (wich we don't know much about to begin with) that changes
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Actually Flowey is one of the main characters in the story! (the main story of this au is divided between the past before the game and a post-pacifist timeline:D)
He and Papyrus will have a fun dynamic
-some thought I had in tags behind the keep reading
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Srry for the spelling mistakes in here but I can't go and fix tags because I would end up erasing everything😭tumblr struggles
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as someone who has experienced abuse from someone with a personality disorder, it's actually incredibly easy to not dehumanize everyone with a personality disorder. i've seen people do borderline eugenic rhetoric surrounding people who have npd, aspd, bpd or other personality disorders, and then be like "I'M allowed to say these things because i'm a survivor, and if you disagree you are hurting abuse victims."
and frankly? i'm tired of it. as an abuse survivor i'm here to say that you're NOT allowed to turn into a fucking eugenicist the moment you're hurt by someone with a personality disorder.
does hurting and belittling other people who happen to have the same disorder as your abuser, people that are already suffering and that are already looked down on by society, bring you any healing? does it bring you peace?
Being hurt by someone isn't an excuse to hurt others that you feel justified in lashing out on. you're literally in control of your own actions,
you may claim to be making a safe space for abuse survivors, but i will never feel any solidarity with you, and i ESPECIALLY don't feel safe with you considering i might have a personality disorder.
you are excluding a large amount of abuse survivors in the name of "advocacy". a lot of people with personality disorders developed one or multiple due to heavy abuse. in the aim of creating a safe space, you are excluding the ones who need a safe space the most.
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i have a Scene - a Plot if you will - that backs this as context. y'all are gonna have to trust me on this one <3 or read the tags...
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#the song is 'in your eyes' by peter gabriel#boombox serenade lets GO!!!#in my mind immediately after this the others came over to say hi (or in sallys case tell him off)#and at first howdy's like 'oh ofc wallys there that makes sense. sally too? strange but alright'#then eddie appears and ohhhh boy its Jealousy Central Babey and howdy's train just pulled into the station#scribble salad#laughingstock#welcome home#barnaby x howdy#howdy x barnaby#OK CONTEXT I PROMISED CONTEXT#so in my mind howdy is an oblivious dumbass when it comes to his own romantic feelings.#he's so in love with barnaby (its very obvious) but Doesnt Realize It. despite being a god tier flirty fruity motherfucker#so when barnaby - thinking theyre on the same page - confesses#howdy's all like 'ohhh um. gee barn im flattered truly but - i just dont like you like that'#yk breaking barnaby's heart right down the middle#so barnaby shuts himself in his home and wally is hovering. yk Worried#and eddie - who's been helping barnaby come to terms w/ his own feelings & gauge if howdy feels the same - asks sally to check in for him#& sally goes over and Immediately involves herself. she takes personal offense on barnaby's behalf#also she lives for the drama and wants every juice detail Hot Off The Press#so while howdy is having a lil crisis as he slowly realizes Oh My Fucking God I DO Love Barnaby Like That-#barnaby / sally / wally / (eventually) eddie are all having a sleepover where they just play card games and chat#a good ol bitch n' stitch night#and howdy shows up to try and talk to barns (obvs in my head he doesnt have a boombox he just Knocks)#only to get RE-RE-RE-REJECTEDDDDDD!!!! thats how it feels you wormy mf!#bc barnaby is a) having a girls night & b) needs to emotionally prepare for That conversation#aaaaand THATS the context <3
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ghostampede · 1 year
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she’s the protagonist she’s the antagonist she’s the villian she’s the hero she’s a bystander she’s a victim she’s vengence she’s a scared girl she’s going to save the world she’s meant to die she’s immortal she’s the saviour of the world she’s going to burn it all down she’s an extremist she’s pragmatic she’s optimistic she’s divorced she’s faithful she’s a prisoner of time itself she’s trapped eternally she’s free forever she’s dancing across the 4 dimension she’s playing games we will never understand she’s alive she’s dead she’s the observer she’s the cat in the box-
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psqqa · 8 months
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yes, yes i know edgeworth’s big wet eyes and loser boy personality have captivated us all, but listen. listen.
phoenix wright
phoenix “genuinely unable to reconcile the girl on the stand with the girl he dated for eight months, a cognitive dissonance so profound it’s ultimately explained by them being literally two different people, but which he first sits with for five years and does not talk about at any point to anyone” wright
phoenix “don’t mention that name to me. i don’t want to talk about it. i don’t want to think about it. i am just going to keep myself in this state of perpetual crisis mode focus on other people’s problems until eventually i die and get to hang out with mia on the astral plane and never have to deal with any of these emotions ever again” wright
phoenix “overnight loses his career and reputation and sense of identity while gaining an adopted, probably pretty traumatized eight-year-old daughter, and rather than leaning on his friends for help, or getting therapy, or taking any time to process any of this, he *checks notes* spends seven years dedicating all his free time and energy to investigating the weird fucking circumstances around it and maintains a friendship with the guy he suspects was behind it all” wright
phoenix "runs across a burning bridge and falls through it, half a day after the game establishes that he is terrified of heights, because his friend is on the other side of that bridge" wright
phoenix “i sure felt surprised. maybe i had my poker face on” wright
phoenix “looking back on it that was actually a pretty dark period in my life” wright
phoenix “don’t ask me how i got started. i don’t remember” wright
phoenix “only you stood still, your eyes calmly watching” wright
phoenix “sometimes, life just sucks” wright
just
phoenix wright
crunchiest man in the world
and all i wanna do is chew and chew and chew on him
#ace attorney#where are all the people gnawing on phoenix's bones so white??#i need to find the phoenix bone-gnawing corner of this fandom PLEASE#this is me asking for the Phoenix Fic btw#where is the fic meditating on phoenix's whole mental state in general?#where is the fic about how it's phoenix's cageyness and poker face and flat affect under stress that is the hurdle?#the relationship ramifications of being actually really fucking hard to read when it comes down to it?#where is the fic about the week of his disbarment?#the one detailing the panicked blow by blow of it rippling through his social circle while he stands in the eye of the storm?#the one that ends messy and anxious and unresolved because it's week 1 of 7 years?#where is the birth of phoenix wright: poker legend fic?#where is the art school/theatre major phoenix fic?#no not the able to art/act phoenix fic but the kind of person who chooses to go to art school/study theatre phoenix fic#where is the supremely disinterested in pop culture phoenix fic?#where is the actually incredibly meticulous and competent phoenix fic?#capcom can tell me all they want that he's essentially an adhd disaster flying by the seat of his pants making it all up as he goes#but that's not what they're actually showing me#they're the ones who created an in-fiction legal system that functionally necessitates that#and the nature of the game is that phoenix is almost always proven right so rather than him coming off as hare-brained#his opponents rather just come off as short-sighted. either negligently or maliciously so#and the choices the writing makes in service of retaining mystery and audience suspense in fact function to make phoenix a person#who is astute and puts the pieces together but is cautious in his conclusions#i will grant them that phoenix does tend to lose sight of his overarching goal in getting drawn into proving or disproving minor points#the fact that edgeworth on the other hand never loses sight of this or where the various arguments stand in relation to it#is his sexiest trait as a character by far#but those minor points are actually functionally critical to the ultimate argument phoenix makes#so even though i do read that trait through the game mechanics i do also judge the other characters for being dicks about it#my point is phoenix wright does in fact have the character of a lawyer and is conventionally good at his job fucking fight me#my point is that you all have had 20 goddamn years to Rotate this man#my POINT is that there should be Intricate Fucked Up Meditations On Phoenix that rewire my fucking brain and i NEED to know where they are!
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Yes, this is DMC fang propaganda
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