he so desperately seeks her approval

in another life, zeus is lounging on the couch of his best friend’s house and saying, “i’ll get a job, man, i swear it,” even though CEO seats only smell of sweat and he’s the type to smell of leaving, he says, “guess what’s up my sleeve” to ladies and shows off lightning bolt tattoos and gets drunk and cries and begs hera to come home because he has only ever known rest at the seat of her collarbone

hera’s is louis vuitton, devil wears prada. pants suits and hair up in a tight bun. a warning lies ready on her tongue, she is quick to scold, hard to love. she pours fireball into her morning coffee just to remind herself of the way he always smelled of burning, just so she could face a little bit of him and not come back running. in this life, she is divorced, is doing well, sometimes meets up with the baby mamas of her sour-faced ex-lover (if she could wash him out, she would, she would, she would, but lightning loves towers and she only feels at ease in thunderstorms and twenty-four stories because olympus was rebuilt into skyscrapers and nobody can tell her otherwise), sometimes gets over her hatred of them. the one who jumps at swans is her roommate, they both like romance movies and staying out late. she chooses alone. she chooses: i make my own home.

aphrodite is a party girl with black pumps and a wicked smile, facebook messages hephaestus while sex-skyping her little god of war, she says, “sorry” a lot. sometimes she thinks she is running out of love, sometimes she thinks there’s not enough love left. she comes around again to the satin of her lover’s beds, never feels warm. she says, fine. she says, i’m okay. ares here is commander of the department of defense, never settled down, never got the wife and two kids. one day in this life hephaestus hears a knock on his garage door and walks on over. in this life, they’ve got braces for broken people like him. when he answers, it’s just her, no makeup, just her in her big-eyed weepy mess, and she says, “you actually listen” so he listens for a little. she explains slowly; new term, polyamorous. she says, heart is steady bead on both people. he says, “i know, i understand,” she says, “but it’s hurting you,” he says, “i gave up hurting for other people a long time ago,” he says, “the war god and i go out for drinks and talk about anything but you” she cries again, a whole ocean. he says, “i am learning, and one day maybe it will be all us three” she says, “you wait for me,” and he does. more and more often, when the world tastes too much, she shows up at his door, to be the person she is when she’s unbeautiful. in this life, a little down the road, she takes a break from all of it and starts a no-kill shelter called “the golden apple”. hephaestus builds it for her. she kisses him on the cheek. one day, when the ares comes around, the three of them play video games. after that, it is not share-her. it is all-the-same.

athena turns down apollo on the radio, his song trapped in the throats of all who hear it. a good song, a catchy song, a hear-it-once-and-never-forget-it song. athena dropped out of school to pursue knowledge. she teaches around the world with a backpack on her back and a smile on her face. her girlfriend is a librarian. whenever she comes home, she swings the little woman up in her arms and bursts with stories. the woman laughs because stoic athena in public is not the athena of private, is not knowledge-river athena. athena freelances as a journalist. anywhere she can give out information is good enough. eventually her name and “breaking news” are synonymous.

artemis goes to the red carpet on the arms of her brother, says that the world of hollywood is too much sunlight for her, she goes back to working as the city’s best detective, the hunt in her blood for monsters among men. in her free time, she follows athena down to places, traps poachers who would use her name to ruin the lives of beasts. hera has learned long ago not to pester her about marrying. artemis comes out as ace/aro one day to her brother, who rolls his eyes at her. “you still get grossed out every time people kiss,” and then he bowls her over in a hug she didn’t know she needed. this is one of the only times he sees her cry. the next is eight years later at his wedding. the man he chooses as his partner has already undergone a secret artemis-style investigation. he came out clean, and she came out with a second brother. when her twin asks her about the happy tears, she jokingly tells him she was worried his was going to marry his car. he laughs, big sun laugh and says, “trust me, i was this close.” in hot summers, they go down to the docks and the two boys throw atemis in the water. she never stops complaining or loving it and loving them and is entirely happy when he becomes a father.

in this life, demeter raised a flowerchild who never took to the backbreak of farming, and in this life, hades’s black leather jacket at first made her spit. she despised his motorbike and his big smile and how loud his dog was and how her daughter jumped up nimbly on the back of that thing and flung herself at the horizon. but hades tries as hard as he can: the engine gets turned over into clean fuel even though he breaks his third finger in the middle of it, the leather jacket gets swapped out for a faux replication, he becomes vegan (”’sehpone,” he says in wonder one day, “you taught me how to live off of pomegranates”, sephie laughs), he makes deer-crossing signs and petitions for the rights of small-town farmers. Persephone becomes a wedding designer, loves making big shows out of a lot of flowers. after many holiday gifts (some so desperately approval-seeking that demeter actually chuckled at them), she relents. they have brunch on sundays, made specifically by hades and his whole-grain all-organic house. demeter at one point says, “actually, you’re so earthy-crunchy it’s more than even me” and hades drops the plate he’s holding. demeter comes to the engagement party and laughs when the cake is in the shape of a pomegranate seed. sephie says, “don’t worry mom. he knows what will happen if he does anything to me,” and demeter gives her daughter a proud smile and says, “you’ll crush him like a bug, won’t you sweetie?” and sephie looks over at her duckling god of death and says, “exactly”

hestia finds dionysus because that is what she does. a social security worker at first, she becomes keeper of the hearth-less. she starts with a small group of people and eventually became leader of a chain of homelessness shelters, all immaculate and warm and held to her standards. dionysus cries when she picks him up, he talks about having fallen in love again, she says, “rehab is your only option.” it is here that he meets someone who is also pansexual. it is here he realizes he is not broken. it is here where they wean him off of whiskey and heroin (”what a bad combination,” he’d later say, shaking his head, “like you really gotta choose one”) and where he breaks down often and throws things at hestia’s head and calls her more names than have ever been strung against her: it’s here he makes his best friend. when he gets out, he finds he’s still ever-thirsty, but this time, there’s less empty in him. he helps at her shelters. he meets a girl who is bisexual, she takes him to pride rallies. he later bursts into hestia’s room with a rainbow on his face and says, “there are so many like me! i’m not invisible! i’m not fake!” and she smiles and watches the hearth of his chest warm up and helps him become a leading spokesperson for activism. rather than letting people like him die in the streets, he uses his experience to say, “i lived survival, and you can live it with me.”

hermes is a surgeon over in the children’s section, found that this is where he should be. silicone valley wants him for his communication systems, but instead he feels like he needs to be somewhere the action is. poseidon comes to him in darkness with rough palms and says, “i have a very long-standing secret,” and hermes just nods his head. the surgery is done quickly and without charge. poseideon says, “thank you” four million times, and then she takes back off to her company dedicated to clean energy. she calls up hera crying and says, “i dd it, i did it, i did it, but what will he think of me,” and hera says, “i haven’t talked to zeus in six years but if he rejects you i will walk up to him and shake him until the right answers fall into his head” and when artemis hears she says, “i will go with you” and walks at her side the whole time even though poseideon is awash with emotions and ready to burst into tears. zeus opens the door and looks poseideon up and down and says, “did you do something  with your hair, sis?” and poseideon says, “eat my entire” before she’s swallowed by happiness and has to sit down on the concrete step and sob into her palms for sixty seconds. later she puts him in charge of the wind energy portion of her company. he gets his own place, but he never stops missing hera, who watches him from a distance and checks up on him through poseideon. hera says, “right now it’s about me. it can be about him if he keeps up the good behavior.” poseideon has never been so happy. she has her family and she has herself, in one piece, finally. she calls up sephone, she says, “listen, i’ve got a plan, okay?” and of course the wedding planner would have to be in charge of everything. 

in this life, the reunion is beautiful. dionysus doesn’t touch the alcohol. hestia stands beside him proud and wonderful. apollo (who wouldn’t come without being allowed to choose the music) and his husband push artemis into the pool, she returns the favor with athena’s help. hades and persephone beat everyone at beer pong, but demeter crushes them at gin rummy. posideon dances with her sisters. hera stands back and her mouth quirks and zeus watches her the whole time, in his new three-piece suit. aphrodite is in between two men, but she’s no longer quite in between them. she walks over to her once-king and says “love needs time and understanding” and he thinks: of course. of course. he will change who he is for her. she never needed him. he needed her. he needed this to feel in place: he needed a family, as one, as olympus with its golden gates. in this life, for one moment, they are all happy.

Why Lucy Heartfilia is one of the Strongest Members of Fairy Tail

Guys, I love Lucy. I absolutely adore her because she is strong, brave, and so incredibly human

However, there are people out there who will put her down, call her weak, claim that she can’t do anything without someone saving her or protecting her, and it hurts. It hurts because it makes you realize that sometimes people judge strength solely upon physical and fighting prowess.

Strength is not just physical.

Lucy Heartfilia is the prime example of this in the Fairy Tail anime/manga. After all, she is the main character. No matter what has happened, no matter what will happen, Lucy Heartfilia is and will always be the main character of Fairy Tail. So whereas all of the Fairy Tail characters have their own demons, and have some crazy inner turmoil that, at some point, they have to work through…Lucy has the most and you just never see it, sometimes because you choose not to see it.

So when she is lying, beaten, bloody, bruised, and crying on the ground, people are making fun of her.

When she has taken all she can take and done more than anyone else could have in a situation when one of the others comes in to save the day, she is put down as weak and useless.

When Lucy shows that she is vulnerable, just by a few words on an expression, people call her a whiny little bitch.

But these things are all part of why Lucy Heartfilia is the Strongest of Them All.

The fanfiction I linked? That was my reaction last time I thought about people calling Lucy a weak character. And that’s still how I believe things would be handled if a situation like that were to ever come up.

Everyone harps on about Lucy being weak, but they’re only comparing it to the power that Natsu uses to smash a building to smithereens.

Strength can be Emotional.

When Lucy is outmatched, she pushes herself even farther, just like everyone else in Fairy Tail. She pushes herself to her limits and then some, because she would do anything to protect the family that Natsu introduced her to. 

Lucy cries. Lucy whines. Lucy teases. Lucy smirks. Lucy fears. Lucy fights. Lucy yells. Lucy loves. Lucy smiles. 

Lucy is human.

Only someone as wholly human as Lucy Heartfilia can know what it’s like to go through so much emotional pain and still press on.

AND HERE ARE THE REASONS WHY:

1) Lucy was raised into a privileged home, but started suffering from neglect at a very young age when her mother passed away. Her father started to push her away in favor of his work, clinging desperately to the railroad enterprise that he had so painstakingly built with his beloved wife at his side. 

Forced to suffer this loneliness on her own for seven years, Lucy finally makes the resolution to leave the only home she’s ever known, a place where all of her good memories rest, and venture out into a world she’s only ever heard about or read about. She’s used to having everything (except freedom) thrown at her, and she’s leaving a life of luxury behind to pursue a few dreams that her father would never approve of.

After seeking her only parent’s approval for years, she had finally given up–and that’s one of the bleakest feelings that anyone can feel. The creeping knowledge or suspicion that ‘nothing I ever do will satisfy mom/dad’ is a debilitating blow, and Lucy has been struck with it time and time again since she lost her mother.

And then she’s brought into Fairy Tail; it’s crazy and hectic and at first she’s appalled, but then she starts to fit in with ease, learning to love and laugh with everyone in her new family.

Now imagine how she felt when the father she had given up on pays another guild to attack her new family. She’s floored–the sheer betrayal, and from the hands of her own father, cuts her to the core. As a celestial spirit mage, the most important thing to Lucy is the bonds she creates with others, and promises made between them. It’s a trait that was passed down from her mother. 

Not only does she feel betrayed by her father, she’s absolutely scandalized that her guildmates are in such pain because of her, and she blames herself. 

If it isn’t strength to pick yourself back up after this, to face the man who very nearly destroyed all of your friends in one fell swoop, and to boldly tell him that you’re leaving, and you’re not returning to him and to the life you once knew, then I have no idea what you think strength is.

2) Lucy finds out about Loke’s true identity, learns the story of what happened, and watches as he slowly starts to fade away. In him, she sees the grief, the self-hatred, and the blame that he has attached to Karen’s death.

She can tell that he blames himself, she knows that, even inadvertently, this disobedience was part of the reason another celestial spirit mage died. What Lucy also sees, beneath all of this, is the fact that he did it to help another spirit. Loke had done everything in order to protect Aries from the harsh actions of Karen Lilica, and the woman’s stubbornness had been the cause of her death.

Lucy sees a great injustice–how can the celestial spirit world toss out one of its most powerful beings without even giving him the chance to atone for his actions?

And here we see the first true display of Lucy’s magical power and potential, bursting forth at the force of her emotions.

Despite all that he had done, the cruel ways he had tried to distance himself from her so that Lucy wouldn’t figure him out, in the end Loke had tried to protect her even when he was about to fade from existence. And Lucy recognized the strength it took to do that. Lucy put her trust in Loke, even after learning of the bloody past he was tied to.

It takes a lot of strength to do something like that, and Lucy seemed to do it with ease, saving Loke’s life just out of pure trust and friendship.

3) In the Oracion Seis arc, in her fight with Angel, everyone is being plagued by the darkness of Nirvana, but Lucy doesn’t give in. Hibiki, however, after realizing that she had the spirit that caused the death of his lover, became susceptible to the dark power and reaches forward to choke Lucy in the midst of her fight.

But he knows her power, he knows that she can save them, and he snaps out of it to give her the ability to succeed.

Despite only knowing her for a very brief span of time, Hibiki already places his faith in her, despite the fact that she saved the spirit he still blames for Karen’s death. Lucy can instill this kind of faith and trust in someone she barely knows–it doesn’t matter how strong she is physically, because trust is something that is wholly tied to emotions. It isn’t easy to earn someone’s trust, but Lucy can do it with ease because she gives trust so easily.

4) In the Tenrou Island arc, there are several things that help prove her emotional strength.

Firstly, she encounters Capricorn. As one of her mother’s former spirits, it has to be hard for him to see him, but Loke urges Lucy, Cana, and Gray to flee while he handles the spirit, and after making the spirit promise that he’ll return, she leaves with the others. Again, promises are important to Lucy, so imagine the relief when later she learns that he was victorious, returned to her, and even brought Capricorn with him.

Shortly after, she tells Cana about the grave and Cana puts her to sleep, leaving her there. Lucy is very nearly killed by Kain Hikaru while unconscious, but wakes up in the nick of time. As she is unprepared completely, she starts to flee–and even probably suspecting what Cana did, she still worries about her.

And later on in this fight, when Natsu is buried beneath rocks and she is so inevitably close to death that it hurts, she still has the courage to smile at him and refuse to run away because it’s more fun when they’re together.

She refuses to run away and save herself because she wouldn’t be able to live if she left him here to quite possibly die without any of their friends there to help. She’d much rather die with him than have him die alone.

It takes courage to run away and realize that you might lose someone. You would have to live with that decision for the rest of your life, knowing that someone may have died because you chose to leave–but it also takes courage to smile in the face of death, knowing that your life is about to end and accepting it because you want your friend, your family, to see you smiling.

And then we reach the fight with Hades, where hope seems very, very bleak but Lucy fights alongside everyone else. They’re all beaten, all bruised, but they still stand because they can’t afford to lose here.

In front of quite possibly the most terrifying thing she’d ever faced, Lucy stands strong because her friends are at her side–and it’s okay to draw strength from others because, in turn, they can draw strength from you.

And do we even have to speak about the time skip, when suddenly Tenrou Island emerges from the sea, seven years later, and everyone on the island is exactly the same as when they left?

Imagine how it hurts, to see all of your old friends surrounding you, beaten down, abused, in a shabby building because none of them could keep the guild as alive as it had been in the time of all their troublemakers wreaking unforeseeable havoc? She had caused her family pain for years because they believed that she, and everyone else on the island, had been killed.

And then, from there, imagine how she felt when she found all of the birthday gifts from her father–seven years’ worth, because he still felt like she, his only family, was alive and well out there somewhere–only to go visit him and find herself one month too late.

In all of seven years, she had to come back just too late to make amends with her father. Despite the love she had for her Fairy Tail family, losing her father like that, when he was the last of her flesh and blood kin, was a devastating blow. And whereas she was upset, numb, and later sobbing, she was able to laugh because she knew that he loved her, and that he forgave her, and that he wouldn’t want her to stay sad forever. It’s harder to do that than you might think if you had never lost someone, but she stands, laughs, and tells Natsu and Happy to wait for her–and then she starts to find some sense of normality again in a world that’s seven years ahead of her.

There are so many other emotional things in the Grand Magic Games arc, but I’m going to skip them for the sake of shortening this post and go straight to the Tartaros arc now. One scene in particular–and I’m sure all of you will agree that the strength it took to do what Lucy did was enormous.

5) When everyone else is out of commission and down for the count, only Lucy Heartfilia remains. It’s a strange thought because usually it’s Natsu, or Gray, or Erza–because Lucy’s weak.

But she’s not.

It’s Lucy versus Tartaros, a 1-on-guild fight that would have cowed any lesser mage. But Lucy of Fairy Tail is not weak, and while her magical power might not be as devastating as that of her teammates, she most certainly had the mental fortitude to make up for it.

She fights tooth and nail for every second that she’s alone, because she knows that everyone’s life rests upon her shoulders. It’s a terrifying burden, to be the only one capable of saving everyone, but she fights off the fear and focuses on her job. But it’s hard to fight against an entire guild on your own, and when she is given a solution–the only solution–she finds that it’s even harder to enact than fighting alone is.

Break my key.

The number of emotions Lucy had to have felt when Aquarius uttered those words–why? am I really not worthy of you? do you really hate me that much? but I can’t do it–aren’t we friends? I know that you’re my friend, but do I really mean that little to you?–they had to be nearly enough to destroy her. The bond Lucy shares with her spirits waxes especially strong–they are contracted to each other, certainly, but more than that, Lucy feels a deep friendship and camaraderie with each and every one of them. They are almost more family than her guild is, and that says a lot.

The ability to say goodbye to her oldest and most constant companion, who despite their differences had a mutual understanding and friendship and more, took more strength than any other Fairy Tail member could have mustered.

Natsu would have refused outright and tried to save everyone with his bare hands and damn the consequences–Erza would have freed the others and told them to run while facing down their opponents alone–Gray would try to use Iced Shell on everything and sacrifice himself.

Lucy broke her own heart and broke her connection with a dear friend to save the entire guild and, by extension, the world.

And then, shortly after everything, her best friend leaves her with a note, and it feels like she’s losing someone all over again. Does he even know what she went through and how much she needed her friends after what happened? In a time when she needed the friends she sacrificed another to save, they all leave her. First it’s Natsu, the dearest person in her life, and then it’s the entire guild.

And once again, she’s left so utterly alone that it breaks her. She has to pick up the pieces of her shattered self all on her own.

And the strongest part is that she does.

Now tell me how this is weak?

Doraelin Essay no. 1

      (A Doraelin essay to boost our Doraelin egos.)

Disclaimer: if you are a r-waelin shipper, I don’t suggest that you read this and if you do then fine. I have gone the extra mile to make sure that this post won’t appear on your tag and that if you see this on your dash you can just scroll right past it if you don’t ship Doraelin. That is what this Disclaimer is for so there you have it.

Now come Doraelin shippers and let’s talk about Doraelin

     Dorian Havilliard accepted Aelin Galathynius as an assassin, his lover, his friend and as far as a queen. He accepts all of Aelin, the person she was then and the person that she is now.

      When R-wan knew that Aelin was an assassin, he had been nothing but been so disdainful to her. He was rude and he didn’t treat her nicely. Only when Emrys pointed out that he snuffs out the light that burns inside her did he become “nicer”.

     If you can recall that scene in Queen of Shadows, when she stormed into the Assassin’s keep as Celaena Sardothien “for one last time”. R-an and Aedion were quite appalled of who she was, however Aedion understood why she had become who she was, an assassin and Aelin understood how he had to become Adarlan’s whore and how he had killed a lot of people as well. The thing is that R**an does not accept Celaena Sardothien. 

     Celaena Sardothien did many great things. She set free a ship with a hundred of slaves in it. She helped this girl, Irene Towers to reach the Southern Continent to chase after her dreams of becoming a healer. She spared Ansel’s life when she could have killed her. She damned the consequences and tried to avenge Sam’s death and got caught doing so but even if she was caught, she said so herself that she would not be afraid.

     Celaena Sardothien was and is a really good person. If she wasn’t an assassin, how would she have been part of the King’s Competition and how would Dorian have picked Aelin to be his Champion if she wasn’t so?

     Realize that if she wasn’t Celaena Sardothien first, she would never had gone back to being Aelin Galathynius. She would never have met Nehemia, a person she is also fighting for.

     Celaena was a huge part of her character and it has shaped her to become this new Aelin Galathynius. Celaena may have done horrible things but dismissing her would be eradicating all the good things she did.

     Dorian Havilliard accepted her for all that she was and all that she is and you can see that when he says, “You cannot choose and pick what parts of her to love.” This is the thing that R-wan lacks, he doesn’t accept Celaena Sardothien but accepts Aelin Galathynius. He needs to accept both of the persons that Aelin was and is.

     R-wan didn’t approve of Celaena Sardothien, so it feels like that Aelin wanted R-wan to accept her and so it was like her need of approval that made her want to seek that from him because sometimes, we want to feel like we’re doing okay and that we’re doing something right but he wasn’t making her feel anything like that, so she sought that certain form of approval because she wasn’t getting that sort of approval from him.

     Since that was the part that R-wan didn’t like so much, it seems like she changed so he could accept her. Aelin would not have noticed that she did that but in her situation at that time, all she needed was a friend and she desperately needed one. If you can remember after Crown of Midnight, she felt like she didn’t have anyone left and when she went to Dorian who said “Then you will always have a place here.”, Dorian was her only friend at that time. In Heir of Fire, she really needed one because facing her past which was Aelin Galathynius was hard. She had tried so hard to bury Aelin Galathynius inside of her and she had to so suddenly face it. She had been so constantly trying to run away from her identity, and she had to accept it all at once. She had one friend and that was Dorian, but how could Dorian be there for her when they were a whole sea apart. 

Felicity, don't answer it!

A/N - Happy Birthday Oliver! Here is a little on the road fic, but not a birthday fic I am afraid!

So this is my first attempt at smut and I have never written smut before, I never even planned for this story to be smut. But it just happened! Please let me know what you think - good? bad? Should I write more smut? Or stick to the fluff? What would you like me to write about?

Read on ff.net or AO3

WARNING: Includes explicit content!

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“Fe-li-ci-ty…. Don’t answer it…” murmured Oliver into her neck. It was the third time her phone had gone off in the last five minutes. And no matter how hard someone was trying desperately hard to get hold of her, he wasn’t going to let her answer it. At least not until he had finished with her.

“But… but it must be something import-ant….” moaned Felicity trying to reach haphazardly for her phone on the bedside table. She was ultimately distracted by the fact that Oliver was currently sucking on her favourite spot, just behind her left ear. It was his favourite go to spot when he was trying to distract her.

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DEAR GRUVIA AND GRAYZA FANS

Stop. Just stop.

Everyone is making a BIG DEAL out of NOTHING.

It’s okay to ship Gruvia.

It’s okay to ship Grayza.

IT IS NOT OKAY TO POST HATEFUL THINGS ABOUT THE OTHER SHIP.

IT IS NOT OKAY TO POST HATEFUL THINGS ABOUT A CHARACTER IN THAT SHIP.

For the last week, I have seen many posts across my dash that include a lot of senseless hate, and it’s immature and needs to stop. I try to ignore it and sometimes I can’t. So, for the sake of at least attempting to put an end to something that’s utterly pointless, I’ve decided to make this post.

I’m giving you this chance: look at these pairings from the other side’s point of view–but leave out all the hate.

People ship Gruvia–okay, that’s fine. What do they see?

Someone that ships Gruvia sees a relationship that means more than the comic relief. They see a sincere attachment on Juvia’s behalf for the man that took away her rain. This can be seen, sometimes, as a metaphor for depression or loneliness; Gruvia shippers see a girl that has finally learned what it means to be friends, to be nakama, to be saved. And she wasn’t even in the guild yet. They see the progression from a girl who follows the man who saved her (follows, not stalks; stalking implies that she was doing so with malicious intent) and slowly but surely works her way into a deep friendship with him. She doesn’t care if he doesn’t love her back because she loves him–and it never hurt anyone to receive love, even if they don’t return it. 

A Gruvia shipper sees the warmth in their interactions, the willingness to die for one another, and the acceptance and approval of Silver when he asks Juvia if she’s “Gray’s woman”. They see Juvia, so desperate to tell Gray the truth that she follows him to his parents’ grave to confess that she doesn’t think she has the right to love him, because she’s the one who ‘killed’ his father. They see a man, wounded to the core, who seeks her embrace and tells her that she’s warm in the middle of the snow. They see tenderness in the interactions between Gray and Juvia, and they see a loyalty that transcends anything and everything else.

And people call Gruvia an ‘unhealthy’ relationship, when really, shippers see it as a relationship goal, to find someone so wholly in love with them.

People ship Grayza–that’s fine, too. Now, what do they see?

People who ship Grayza see a powerful team. They see two people who have been together, and close, since childhood. They see the woman that is strong and faithful and broken and a man who is strong and silent and just as broken. Grayza shippers see the two of them holding each other up, because no matter how physically strong they are, they can’t always handle things on their own. They see the man that’s willing to lay down his life for any of his comrades and the woman who is too stubborn to die and will defend her comrades until the last breath leaves her body. Grayza shippers see the struggle to continue moving when everything around them is changing, the struggle to remain constant in a world that is everything but steady. They see a man and a woman growing stronger, side by side, to overcome all obstacles.

They see a man, willing to die for friends but unable to let the thought of them go in the very last moments and a woman who can be beaten down, tortured, and still refuse to break even more than she already was. They see a redheaded warrior and a dark-haired prince picking up the shattered pieces of themselves and helping each other to rebuild. They see the one woman that can force Gray to show some kind of emotion–fear, admiration, respect–as the only woman he could come to love, and they see Erza as the one who shatters his shell with her biting words but also her surprising tenderness.

Now what the hell is wrong with that?

Both ships have their reasons, their choices, and THAT’S OKAY. We don’t have to agree on a ship, and anyone who thinks we should is immature, naive, and asinine.

In addition, people who hate on characters in the opposite ship are no better.

People hate on Erza–there is absolutely no reason for that.

Some people hate on Erza for being overpowered. She is a strong female character. She’s powerful, but she has her own personality traits and the determination to support her power surges. She’s also hated for her occasionally ditzy moments; okay, everyone’s ditzy sometimes. Get over it. She’s beautiful, badass, and could completely slaughter all of her haters blindfolded with both hands tied behind her back.

However, I’ve seen far more hate for Juvia than I’ve ever seen for Erza.

People hate on Juvia–there is still absolutely no reason to hate.

The same accusations are used repeatedly, overplayed like an old record; stalker, obsessive, ugly and the like. Firstly, as mentioned above, calling someone a stalker implies malicious intentions, which Juvia never exhibited after she was defeated. Her obsession with Gray is more of a devotion, and if Gray doesn’t outright tell her to stop then who are we, the fans, to judge? And thirdly: ugly? Have they opened their eyes lately? Juvia has the same form as all of the main ladies; big breasts, tiny waist, nice hips. And her legs are killer

THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO NEED FOR ALL THIS USELESS FANDOM HATE.

Every character and every ship is fucking beautiful, and everyone needs to learn to see things from someone else’s point of view. It doesn’t matter if you don’t ship it and it doesn’t matter if they don’t ship yours. It doesn’t matter if you don’t like this character or they don’t like that one.

DON’T POST HATE OR YOU’LL GET BURNED.

And if you’re going to sit around and argue about things like this, I would hate to see where you’ll be out in the real world when you don’t agree with a new policy your boss introduces at work. Try to post passive-aggressive hate disguised as praise or disinterest and see how far it gets you.

And you know what? I’ll even take another step in my campaign: I’ll tell you honestly that I ship Gruvia. And also Juvia Lockser is my favorite character. But I don’t hate the Grayza ship–if I did, would I have said so much about it? And if I hated Erza, I definitely wouldn’t have bought a 40USD cosplay wig for my upcoming Erza cosplay.

STOP FANDOM HATE 2K15

marco polo rant

i’m so disappointed in netflix rn. they were so close. they artfully avoided white-washing their cast, they portrayed strong and independent women, and yet they followed the most boring and predictable story line with Marco and Kokachin. “the forbidden princess blah blah you can’t have her blah”

want to know a couple better story lines?

“the prince who is fervently seeking approval from his father is jealous of the abandoned traveler but becomes confused and rattled as his feelings for the traveler grow beyond anything he has ever felt in his life”

also:

“the prince and traveler try desperately to hide their affair and maintain their love for one another as the prince’s mother attempts to arrange another marriage for her son” 

here’s another great one:

“the prince attempts to prove that his masculinity and his sexuality are not at all interrelated to both himself and to his comrades”

now that is a show i want to watch.

5x02 Random Thoughts

Wow, am I loving this season more than the past two put together. 

And you know why? Magic has a price again! I’m so happy I could scream. In S1 magic was seen as this terrible thing you’d have to be really desperate to fool around with because magic would FUCK. YOU. UP. It always came with a price and it was always too much to pay– magic would get you what you wanted at the cost of what you needed. In S1 some person would say: “I’mma gonna go see  Rumpelstiltskin for some magic” and everyone watching at home would scream: “Hoe don’t do it!” But somewhere in the back-half of S2 the price of magic got a bit … discounted. People could throw fireballs and absorb magical diamonds and blow up snow monsters and heal people and it looked like it was no big thing. 

What kind of tomfoolery is this?

BUT NO LONGER! It’s now canonical (again) that the price has to be:

  • Personal– The person asking for magic has to pay the price
  • Precious– The price has to be precious to the person
  • Proportional– The price is proportional to the magic required (mo’ magic, higher price)
  • (NEW) Protected– If that person doesn’t pay they suffer the wrath of the Magical IRS in the form of a fury from hell (complete with Charon back-up dancer and smoke machine)

YES! YES! YES!

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