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trashpotatoz:

If I was in charge of a Pokemon gym it’d be all fire themed. Like there’s just fire everywhere. There’s probably a random person on fire in the background. You have your team completely stacked against fire types. Everyone you fight before me has fire types. You get to me. Expecting more fire types. You send out your first Pokemon, a water type. I throw my pokeball. You expect the expected. A vaporeon comes out. My team is actually entirely made up of vaporeons. I only own vaporeons.

im the leader after you.

my gyms water themed. yu do water level puzzles and fight swimmers and those kids with the floaties. everyone has water types. knowing the theme, yo bring a team half/half strong against fire and water, just in case because ofnthe last gym. you get to me.

my team is made entirely of gastly, haunter, and gengar, all named exactly 5 purple hearts. i just really like gengar.

the gym? you ask.

it was on sale, i respond.

i cant even swim. ive been here for 6 weeks.

I’m the third gym leader…by this point you know what to expect.

You walk through the soft meadows of my gym thinking what should I expect this time? Electric types? FIRE TYPES???? You cross over a beautiful field of daises and tulips, encounter trainers wearing flowers crowns and boasting a plethora of high-level grass and fairy types. Than, deep in the forest while you’re still wondering how the fuck I fit all of this into one building, you encounter a ring of mushrooms, a fairy ring. Inside the ring sits me, the gym leader. You step into the ring ready for battle.

I stand up, walking slowly over to you take you’re hand in mine and gently place something cold and hard into your palm. 

It’s the fairy gyms badge.

I’m not even a Pokemon trainer, I just respond to an ad on craigslist for a gym leader and was the only applicant. 

You walk away very confused…and slightly disappointed. 

I’m some kid you meet on the road just beside the gym. At this point you are questioning why you keep going.

I ask you a bunch of questions and help you out and even give you a special Pokémon. Then I ask you if you’ve been to the gym and talk about the gym leader. When you say no I push you in the gym.

You battle rock types and you are wondering if you’re even prepared to fight the gym leader. When you finally get to the leaders room, I’m there.

I strike up a friendly conversation and ask you what you think of the gym. I then say “Thanks, I made this myself. It’s still growing. So if you come back I can give you the badge then but it hasn’t come in the mail yet.”

At this point you probably don’t even want to be there anymore. I hand you a small pin that is in the shape of the badge but it’s definitely homemade and cheep. “It’s an I.O.U” I say.

You leave wondering if leaving home at 10 to battle all of these strange people was really worth it.

In the next town you decide to speak to the citizens first instead of heading straight for the gym unprepared. They live here, you tell yourself, they must know about this gym and how it works. A pleasant old lady informs you the gym leader is dearly fond of psychic types and is not known to stray like previous trainers. You believe her. Why would an old lady lie to you?

After stocking your team with dark types you take the gym head on. Battling your way through psychic trainers with ease, you finally arrive to a large room. There I stand. The battle commences and you defeat my first two Pokemon, Hypno and Alakazam, with ease. You laugh to yourself, after the hardships of the previous gyms this is like child’s play. I send out my third Pokemon, a beedrill. Dark is weak to Bug. “Something bugging you buddy?” I say with a wink as I decimate your team. You leave without a badge.

Fuck this region.

By the time you reach the next town, you’re wondering if this Gym challenge was even worth this. Maybe it would have been better to do Competitions. But you continue trudging along.

Supposedly the Gym Leader uses fighting types. She’s a body builder who wrangles Krookodile in her free time. You don’t know what to expect, so you bring a few psychic and flying types, and then make the rest of your team fairly diverse type-wise just in case.

You’re able to battle your way through the trainers and work your way through the Rock Smash puzzle with little difficulty. You meet me in a small room with wrestling mats on the floor and dumbells next to the walls. I’m working out on the opposite side of the room. I set down the weights as you approach. “I take it you are here to battle me.”

You nod. I flex. “Very well. If you want to receive my badge, you’re going to have to fight me for it. Literally.”

You decide maybe you just weren’t cut out for the trainer life.

“The Gym Leader just does her own thing, pretty much. She couldn’t pick just one type or theme, she just uses Pokémon she finds cute.”

Oh, yeah, I’m one of those. You-can-win-with-any-Pokémon-just-use-what-you-like. Whatever, that one multi-types douche from Kanto was pretty predictable, typical species, no tricky type combinations. ‘Cute’, huh? You switch in a few Steel and Poison Pokémon, expecting a couple Fairies. You remember that one Pachirisu story and bring a Ground type, just in case.

My Gym has zero trainers, but it’s full of bright colors and cheery pastels, cushions and stuffed Pokémon toys lying around on the plush carpet — and not in the creepy abandoned-kid’s-room way, just genuinely cute and playful. Feel-good. I greet you with a pleasant smile and offer you candy.

Ok, your expectations have been punched in the face every time so far, but you’ve actually got my personality pinned down, and there is absolutely no threat in it. You relax, and actually feel confident for once.

“I’m not particularly good, let’s just have fun!” I tell you cheerfully. 

I send out a Hydreigon.

Stop the idea that…

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therealmnemo:

lypreila:

friendofthefugitive:

  • Fenris is quick to anger and is some sort of cruel, hate-filled – raging character that just despises everything
  • That Fenris hates affection – seriously, did you see that end game kiss?
  • Fenris hates every single mage he comes by with a burning passion – because he doesn’t. Listen to his banter with Bethany, especially in Mark Of The Assassin and Legacy.
  • Anders tormenting of him is justified or that Fenris is the one to provoke it. All I can say about that is: listen to their banter, listen to their inflections
  • Along the line of banter – Fenris only calls Anders an abomination once
  • Fenris is broody and perpetually pissed about everything – HE SMILES, LAUGHS, JOKES, and is kind to those who are kind to him.
  • That Fenris hates all of Hawke’s companions – he calls them ‘friends’ all the time (including Anders)

START SPREADING THE IDEA THAT

  • Fenris is a very calm, controlled character
  • Fenris is pretty open about his relationship with Hawke. He wears their crest, a ribbon, says “I am yours” when traveling around, openly shows his jealousy (especially in MOA)
  • Fenris and Anders got off on the wrong foot and they stayed on that foot. Nothing will change that – but just because he doesn’t get along with Anders doesn’t make him a monster.
  • Fenris is smart – smart enough to know when to hold his tongue and when to express his opinion. Honestly, he gives his opinion rather freely and does so with unflinching honesty
  • He is an abuse survivor and because of that he is still coping and may be easily triggered. He’s been hardened because of it.
  • Fenris is a polarizing character, and because of that, most people either love him or hate him – and that’s okay!

Also, keep these in mind;

  • Fenris is not an alcoholic.  We see him drink all of what… twice? In game, and he exhibits none of the behaviors of an alcoholic. 
  • Fenris is a man who can admit he is wrong.  He is not afraid to say ‘I was mistaken.’  This may not be in any canonical dialogue or anything, but it seems obvious to me, especially regarding certain Mage Hawkes, or Bethany, or when Hawke hires Orana instead of making her a slave or letting her wander off into the wild blue yonder, or when he betrays Hawke in the Fade.
  • Fenris leaving Hawke was for the good of both of them.  He was emotionally mature enough to recognize that he couldn’t handle a relationship at that moment, and backed away to give them both time to come to terms with what happened.
  • Fenris is very aware that he hurt a romanced Hawke, and does not try to excuse himself from the blame.
  • Any anger he has towards Anders come act 3 is understandable, considering that Anders calls him ‘less a man than a wild dog’.  This is exceptionally awful for Anders to do, considering that Denarius called Fenris his little wolf, literally gave him that name.  Anders basically just echoed Denarius there. This is kind of ooc for Anders, but that’s another post.
  • Fenris speaks 3 languages.  I mean, damn.
  • He struggles to improve himself, even starts learning to read.  It seems as though he is all about making himself a better person than he was.
  • FENRIS POSITIVE DOES NOT MEAN ANDERS NEGATIVE
  • ANDERS POSITIVE DOES NOT MEAN FENRIS NEGATIVE

I can’t stress those last two enough.  I mean, really.  The two are not mutually exclusive.

Seriously, just, let me see some Fenris positivity. 

THOSE LAST TWO THO

@bitterfenrisblog

ladyblodeuwedd:

blustersquall:

So, quick writing question.

Recently, I’ve seen the word ‘cunt’ having more and nore prolific useage in smut fics and smut chapters and I guess I’m curious how readers feel about that?

The way I see smut is there are generally 2 schools for me.
There’s ‘fucking’, which I see as rough, more graphic, and maybe faster (a good example would be a couple having angry sex).
And the other school is love making, which I see as softer, maybe with more emotion to it.

So far I’ve seen the word cunt thrown around in both scenarios and its always a bit jarring for me. Maybe its because my upbringing, but I was always told never to use that word. And to this day, I only really wver say or use it when I am proper angry. I think because it’s always seen as such a vulgar word and a generally derogatory way to refer to a woman’s vagina.

But seeing it being used more and more frequently in writing, I’m curious if other writers and readers have any feelings towards it.

Does it evoke a reaction? If so, what kind? When you read the word cunt in a smut scene, does it bother you? Does it matter as long as the restbof the scene is well written?
I’m asking because of curiosity more than anything. Curiosity and putting feelers out for if regular readers of mine would feel uncomfortable if that word cropped up every now and again.

(Excuse spelling errors. On phone.)

I was going to comment, but I’m longwinded.

When I was studying sex in college and then in university(not a euphemism, actually; it was literally offered as a minor) one of the things we did early in my first course was list our favourite and least favourite sexual words. About half the women in the class went with “cunt” as their least favourite word. Some of the women didn’t have any feelings on “cunt” at all, or they at least didn’t hate it as much as they hated “moist.” Seriously, a lot of people hate that word for some reason. Men had all kinds of least favourite words (I remember “slit” was one, and “labia” was another) and only two or three chose “cunt” as their favourite. Those guys, I noticed as I got to know my classmates better, were often loud and liked to say controversial things and get a big reaction. I feel like they liked the word so much (or said they did) because they liked to shock people. And my point there is that the word has all kinds of meanings to all kinds of people and that can be a really useful thing when you’re considering characterisation.

The most important thing is always going to be: Do YOU feel comfortable with it? That answer may be different depending on the way you feel, or even just the scene or your characters. And that’s okay. If you’re not, don’t use it. English is full of words to substitute, or go Shakespeare and make up your own.

The other thing you should consider is would your character actually say it? Would they be saying it to someone who would receive it well? Or would they stop all their sexin’ and wash their mouth out with soap? Or something in between? These are the questions that determine wether a piece is well written. It can be well written because you chose to use that word, not just in spite of it. I think in the context of Dragon Age, for instance, the Alistair I imagine wouldn’t say “cunt” in a million years, even if a few of my Wardens wouldn’t have kicked him out of bed for saying it. A few of my Wardens (both male and female) would have said it themselves. And at least two of my Hawkes. And it’s perfectly fine if you just imagine that no one in all of the worlds you write about would ever use it. That the word doesn’t even exist. Like I said before, there are all kinds of words that you can use instead to get your point across. 

And finally, I’m often finding myself in the minority here, but I don’t think the reader reaction is a make or break thing. It’s good to consider that you may alienate your audience for using a certain word or discussing a certain topic, but it’s not actually your job as a writer to protect your readers.

I know this was long and a little rambly, but I hope I’ve helped you sort out your thoughts on the matter.

Edited with a TL;DR:

Word choice is a powerful tool that not enough people put to conscious use.

The word “cunt” isn’t just a synonym for a woman’s sex organs. And you probably shouldn’t use it just because you’re looking for variety. Every single word you chose to use (or not use) also sets tone and establishes character. 

Reblogging cos the above comment is super awesome.

Personally, cunt is not my favourite word, but I prefer it to skirting round the subject and saying “the flower of her pleasure” or going full gross and saying “meat curtains”.

I’m more likely to get distracted by it in a squishy setting, but the character saying it matters too. Blackwall or Bull might say it, but Alistair or Josie? Not in a million years.

I think there’s a dearth of words for vagina that aren’t at least mildly off putting. I can read cock, dick, penis, etc, no probs. But muff, vajayjay, gash?? They’re not nice.

I suppose my preferred word in explicit fic is pussy or slit/mound, but in a non-sexual way, I’m gonna call it my lady garden (which is a little transphobic so I’m not over keen) or maybe my nether regions.

So yeah. Could be worse??

thejgatsbykid:

so i was doing some reading and basically i found out that in Origins, Alistair (and, presumably, the player Warden) is the youngest of the party by at least 5 years, and i would like to posit: everyone who joins the warden’s party joins at least partially because they’re Incredibly Worried about these idealistic, belligerent children gallivanting across the Maker’s green earth trying to save the world despite being, like, 20. they’re babies. help them.