This is too funny to me. I know, sounds "salty" but read this and tell me is there any good reason to do this. There isn't, none at all.
Hey, folks! Don't be this person...
In fact, if you're someone who does this, go ahead and unfollow me. I don't want people who like being trolls interacting with me.
Don't be that person who hates on a ship and purposely tags it for the shippers to see. People like this will turn around and play "victim".
"But I'm just voicing my opinion 🥺".
No, you're just being a jerk and it's not cute. Being hostile towards shippers who haven't even giving you an ounce of attention before for no reason is not cool.
I don't know what's the deal with being mean and thinking it's quirky or whatever, but please stop.
"I tagged so they can see my thoughts."
Clear sign that they're bored and just want some attention because they have nothing better to do.
So why didn't you use the other ship's tag, too? They used the tag of a popular ship!
Again, for attention! Oh, you're definitely going to get but you won't like it.
I can already see what's going to happen. They're going to get several people to tell them off and eventually it will get overwhelming. It will suck, for sure. But to avoid that...
DON'T MAKE POST LIKE THIS.
If you hate a ship and post about it, properly tag it. Use the anti-tags, not the main ones.
Or just don't waste your time at all writing about a ship you don't like, I don't get that??? Like, you really have the energy to rant about a ship you don't like???
I get it if someone asks why you don't like a ship, feel free to rant about that! But to just do it on whim?
Don't you want to spend that time rambling about the ships you do like??
Also, come on now.
Bakudeku is a ship where the characters are the same age, aren't related in any way and their development has changed over time.
Comparing to an actual incestuous ship is beyoooond me. Tripping-tripping, for real.
When I say "funny" I mean that I find this highly annoying and it's gotten to the point that it's laughable because people still continue to do this.
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Hold on something's just hit me.
If everyone in the Plex were to believe that Gregory dropped Cassie at the end of Ruin to keep himself from being found, whether he did it or not, wouldn't that make Roxy to one most able to understand him?
As Mimic's guard dog, surely she would know the lengths you have to go through to keep that fucker trapped. A whole team of Raceway construction workers went straight to their deaths down there. Roxy won't let the Raceway be repaired and re-opened in order to keep people safe. She's probably been able to see Mimic and its victims through the floor this entire time, she knows what it can do and what it's done, even if she doesn't know the full extent of it.
She's willing to sacrifice her Raceway and Salon to keep people from finding Mimic. Her pride and joys, basically her whole reason for being built in the first place. They're not worth the risk to her.
Whether Gregory sacrificed Cassie to keep Mimic trapped or not, surely Roxy would realise some sort of similarity. She may think doing that to Cassie was too far, she may think he's a monster for even considering it and she may feel as though nothing could justify what he did... But there's a part of her that gets it. The absolute terror that comes at the slightest possibility that Mimic could escape. She gets that sacrifices have to made, fuck she's made those sacrifices herself. She would never have sacrificed someone for this, that's why she ran headfirst at Mimic instead of just sealing the exits again, but there could be that tiny little part of her that feels the need to constantly to remind her that Gregory was trying to do the same thing she was.
The key difference here, is that if Gregory had done it, it would fall in line with almost everything else we've seen him do. The sacrifices he makes, are of other people, and not himself. He sacrificed Roxy, Chica and Monty to upgrade Freddy for his safety and possibly the safety of Vanessa. If he also dropped Cassie, then he's once again sacrificing someone else for the sake of his own safety. Not like he has that much else to lose, but I'm drawing comparisons here.
Roxy on the other hand, sacrifices herself. She sacrificed her Raceway and her Salon for the benefit of both herself and others. Unlike Gregory finding himself in a hopeless situation and hurting others to get out of it, Roxy was given this job (probably) and chose to give up what little she has in the world to keep the situation from happening. Even when Cassie deactivates her and ends up face to face with Mimic, Roxy jumps straight at it to buy her time to escape which could have easily killed her.
So now you have Roxy, who unfortunately does understand Gregory's choice to drop Cassie (if she believes he did it which yeah she probably does) but has absolutely no sympathy for him. She couldn't care less about him. There's potentially a fearful little voice in her head that she's the same as Gregory that fuels her anger towards him even more. She hasn't ever sacrificed someone else to keep the Mimic at bay and she's been doing it for fuck knows how long, what gives Gregory a free pass? Maybe if he hadn't stolen her fucking eyes she would have been able to stop the whole thing from getting that far anyway!
I'm not saying this to frame Gregory as a villain or anything. I don't think he dropped Cassie and I still think it was entirely Freddy's fault for what happened to the others in SB. I just think this is interesting from a character stand point. The one person that could understand the choices they've made to keep Mimic from escaping is each other, but they're both too hateful of each other for it to affect anything... If they were ever to settle their differences, I think it would have to start here. The only common ground they share, is the one thing no one else does.
But Gregory didn't even fucking do it so I bet that goes well lmao
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Thought / Prompt
CW: torture and angst, my love.
I need to see a character who successfully withstands / escapes brutal, and I mean brutal, torture…
Only to be questioned by their own team.
I mean, “No one could have stayed strong through that. What did you tell them? Not nothing, don’t give me that bullshit answer again. We need to know what they know - and stop fucking crying, this isn’t about you and your goddamn pride. Just be honest. Like, fuck, do you want this to become an official interrogation? Cause for Christ’s sake, Ethan, I don’t want to hurt you, but I will. What did you TELL THEM?”
There’s just. Something so terrible.
About being in the hands of your friends, being safe again.
Just for the people you love to rip it all away.
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foudre sèche - a lestappen oneshot
5.5k words
T-rated
read on ao3
Summary: Charles is afraid of lightning. He looks for ice in the middle of the night, and finds Max (and maybe answers to some existential answers) instead.
Snippet:
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“Wel verdomme,” comes a familiar voice. Charles knows this voice. Already careens towards it, a sodden moth to flame. He turns around, and Max snaps into focus. Blue t-shirt bisected by the doorway, face sluiced with yellow lamplight. “I thought it might be a small animal or something, the racket you’re making.”
“No. Just me.”
“What are you doing out here?”
Charles blinks once, then twice. He is sure that he looks quite ridiculous right now, in a Ferrari t-shirt and his hotel slippers. “The thunder. It’s loud. I woke up.”
“Ah.”
“I wanted to get ice.”
“You’ll find it over there.”
“Wonderful. Thanks.”
For some reason, neither of them moves. Charles swallows, throat dry. The rain is coming down in sheets now, streaking the windows of Max’s room. From here, the world is half asleep, and Max’s world half open - the other man’s face etched with sleep lines despite the storm outside.
“So it woke you, too.” Charles continues.
Max nods. Then–
“I’ve got ice. You want some?”
Well. Charles wants a lot of things. Wants closure, wants a world championship. Wants the world, the circus he’s chosen, to maybe quiet down for a second, sometimes, so he can think. For every split-second decision and the media onslaught and the internet gossip and everything in-between - he loves it all. Thrives under pressure, even.
But sometimes, he just wants to talk to someone who understands.
“Yeah, sure. Thanks, mate.”
He steps into the room, door clipping shut quietly behind them both.
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Or, a fic inspired by the thunder from brazil gp '23, except i take freaking ages to write anything
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