#rosaline rambles

[rosalineandrosemary]

Juvia!!!! 🍊

hi hi!!! thank you for the ask juvia is such a character and is done SO dirty. i'm adding a read more before the answers because i started typing and i realized this is long

this might be controversial but i do not quite consider obsession to be one of her main character traits? it's an underpinning to some things but i think the idea of juvia's obsession overtakes what is important about her. to me the idea of guilt and repentance is absolutely crucial to her (considering how she adorned herself when trying to get in to fairy tail, as well as the scene in which she sacrifices herself for cana in the battle of fairy tail) and there's layers of distance and awkwardness that are compounded by this guilt. juvia, to me, doesn't know how to interact with people and doesn't know how to express what she needs or wants which leads to the obsession in a manner akin to tantalus. her arc and development is then a matter of learning how to be happy from being able to finally have her needs and wants fulfilled.

regarding the fandom, i really deeply think it depends on where you're looking. a lot of the femslash juvia ships handle this better, because a lot of the flanderization of juvia's character comes from her relationship to gray and how that is handled within canon. fairy tail fandom also has a huge issue of not really considering the pairings they write, in my opinion, such that most fics surrounding one ship will have a background assortment of ships that haven't been thought about and then rely on stereotypes of the people involved. which also is again made worse by the fact that fairy tail itself will also sometimes do this. and the misogyny issue.

juvia and pre-fairy tail lucy are FASCINATING to me. this is because i am perpetually lucy-brained and love luvia, but also because i think they're very similar in several regards, we just didn't get the opportunity to see it. lucy has a similarly isolated childhood, tempered only by her relationship to the servants and to her spirits, which is heavily rooted in hierarchy, even if lucy is dedicated to seeing other people as her equals. i think we see this most in early series lucy, who does embarrassing things (trying to seduce the shopkeeper for plue, yelling about how everlue doesn't find her attractive) because of the disconnect between being raised as a piece of meat, essentially, and being able to interact with society outside of that. they both were objectified and harmed by bora, and they both need(ed) to learn how to exist with other people and interact with them as equals and friends without animosity. i'm not certain this could be conveyed in an outsider pov, but some sort of interaction between them before juvia and phantom lord get the request to kidnap lucy, forcing them against each other, but also soon after lucy runs away.

how i'd react to her depends wildly on where in the juvia development timeline we are. i would lose my actual shit if she accused me of being a "love rival" for gray because i am FAR too gay for that and at best apathetic towards him. however i also enjoy the rain and women who are unsettling so i think i'd even be fine with her prior to that fight. i am unfortunately deeply uncreative regarding myself and my interactions with others so that is what i can provide here, as i have very little concept of how she would react to me

i love tormenting characters in general and juvia pining is so good. there's this one luvia fic that i cannot recall the name of right now but i will go find that has juvia getting so continually jealous over gray's interactions with lucy because juvia cannot accept her own queerness but is desperately in love with lucy and is projecting that on to gray, causing her to essentially lash out at both of them and the way that has seared itself into my memory is actually insane. but i also enjoy the comfort of repeatedly offering her kindness and forgiveness, and how juvia herself can twist that into another source of pain due to how frequently she feels the need to repent for things.

as made obvious here, luvia is soooo big to me but all i do for fairy tail anymore is lucy multiship so. obvious. i deeply enjoy juvia's relationship with cana as i think cana's lack of propriety is really interesting with the parts of juvia i've discussed, but also because i do enjoy their canon interactions. and then juvia lucy and cana.... i enjoy juvia and gajeel as well, the phantom lord buddies, but also the idea of them having to redefine their relationship when the culture of their guild changed so drastically from phantom lord to fairy tail. i think juvia and gray can be interesting under the right circumstances, but canon does not care about her enough to be those circumstances and therefore the fandom can be gross with it. i think a lot of juvia's relationships with guild members could be interesting if they actually put consideration into it, but they're less of my focus. i am however also deeply interested in the idea of a potential relationship between juvia and aquarius? another fic i read that i also cannot recall the title of has a section about juvia being able to feel aquarius and her loss due to the fact that lucy summoned her from the water of juvia's body (which also! is not addressed enough), and i think that water connection could be really interesting, especially considering how opposite aquarius and juvia can be? aquarius has had hundreds of years to settle into herself but she is so accustomed to loss that she forces the distance herself, whereas juvia is so accustomed to not having that she tries to force proximity. it's an interesting contrast in my opinion (and maybe would have been better for the outsider pov question from earlier, but this entire ask is stream of consciousness so <3)

i am not entirely certain i have much to fill this section, but i will say that both the way the fandom treats juvia and the way that the actual canon of fairy tail treats her is so deeply misogynistic. it is absolutely fair to be uncomfortable with her or dislike her for the way that she stalks gray but also the amount of people who are entirely willing to write her off as irredeemable for it is insane, and then people who are not against it who are willing to make her entire personality center around a man without thinking critically of that is also deeply gross to me.

anyway. thank you so much for the ask!!! hope this was coherent and fun enough <3

[rosalineandrosemary]

i'm an archival worker and have worked in multiple archives, and was just wondering if anyone would be interested in a post about what tma has done wrong and right with archives? i can answer some questions if people have any or just go through what they might have missed or misrepresented from my own experience.

for example--as both an archival worker and an academic, i think the institute could actually be an incredible resource for several disciplines and their scholars. scholars love data. having that many direct reports about people's reactions to fear and the potential of being able to use them as investigations into the human psyche, especially if they had historical notes trying to validate whether or not they were pranks, could be so helpful for some people.

additionally, the amount of historical statements they have would be great for people doing research into historical folklore and sentiments, regardless of if they're "real" or not. in general, it's a stockpile of direct human stories, and if any proper archival practices were in place it could have increased credibility and utility.

[rosalineandrosemary]

neuvifuri ramble

you have grown to love her over five hundred years. you have learned her flaws and her intricacies. she'll be your future, one singular constant for you for years upon years.

you know her well (or at least you like to think you do), and you can see, ever so slightly, the hairline fractures of the facade. there are things falling apart where they should be coming together, pieces not fitting together quite right but try as you might, you do not have the information to make it work properly.

you have to try though. you have to try for your people, for her, for any concept of a future. so all you can do is force the person you love into a public spectacle of a trial. all you can do is watch her lose the fight to live and exist, and know that you had a direct hand in this outcome.

the pieces come together, the cards fall where they may, and there is fear.

a guilty verdict, the first death sentence. there is blood on neuvillette’s hands. the world collapses with her lying motionless on the chair, and everything changes.

there are two performances happening on the same stage. one is the woman you love dancing for someone else, putting on her greatest five hundred year performance. one is the echo of the woman you love for you, killing herself in front of you. it’s to save you, dont you understand? it’s to save you, and to save her, and to save your people. you have to understand, neuvillette.

things manage to be alright in the end. she’s okay and you’re okay and the people are okay, but everything is different. there is no eternity for you two anymore.

she’s human, she’s always been human, she’s going to die and you are going to be alone. you have eighty years left with her, if you’re lucky, and the woman you love is someone else. she behaves differently, and she runs away and hides from you. you have eighty some odd years left, if you are lucky (and when have you ever been lucky? there is not luck in the law. it is facts. you have nothing else.) sixty, maybe, and she is spending each day hiding away from you and rotting in her home. what is the use of sixty years with her if she will not see you? how are you supposed to make the most of rapidly depleting time?

it rains more these days. she stays inside her home too much to notice.

you know where she lives, but you don’t know if she wants to see you. you’d assume not, despite how much of you aches to see her. you send people to check up on her instead, hear about her buying pasta noodles and novels to retreat home again.

the traveler coerces her out of her home.

the traveler coerces her back into the theater.

the traveler coerces her back on stage.

you sit there and watch her gorgeous performance and you love her. she is granted a hydro vision and you love her. she takes her bows, and you love her.

but maybe she is happier like this, happier without you. so you leave before she sees you, and you do not notice her eyes on your back.

[rosalineandrosemary]

she could have been him. most people think it with this sense of horror, as if being like keith kogane is the worst thing that could have happened to them. pidge thinks it passively, a fleeting thought as they sit together, like ever moving lines of data. if things were different, she could have been him. the same central event, the same loss of their family to the sky, the same drive to find them at any cost. katie had had the support she needed. she was scared and she was angry and she wanted her fucking brother and her fucking dad back but she still had her mom and she had her dog and she could cut off her hair and pretend to be someone else and get somewhere.

keith didn’t have that. keith didn’t have the support systems, didn’t have the ability to try to hack their systems for information, didn’t have somewhere to go. he had focused himself differently, had honed himself into a weapon, angry and violent, because he didn’t have the ability to become something else, not back then.

they had both been desperate, been willing to throw everything away for a chance to get their loved ones back, and isn’t that something. maybe, he could have been her if their circumstances had swapped. he could have been a “prodigy” he could have been “brilliant” he could have been supported. while he had foster homes and an empty shack in the desert she had family that ruffled her hair and taught her to code and told her about space with awe in their eyes, and so she loved it. space had called to keith but it had taken from him and taken from him, krolia first and his dad and shiro, and him becoming a voltron paladin is by the sheer strength of his will as opposed to any adoration of it. but it could have been. god, it could have been. the thought rings hollow in her mind.

she loves him, not quite a brother but not quite a friend, but the thought of keith, small and alone, makes something ache in her chest. she shifts, presses herself into his side, and he stiffens before relaxing against her with a soft hum.

[rosalineandrosemary]

was thinking about how i imagined monster daisy and just

imagine how much more horrifying it would be to hunt down the woman you love reconstructed. she has the same eyes and the same braid in her hair that you watched her hands shake as she did on herself but now her body is more animal than human. her jaw sits unhinged from her face to accommodate the rows of razor sharp teeth, her legs bend in more places now, the legs of an animal crudely shaped from human bones. the bones of her fingers break through her fingertips forming pointed claws and coating her hands in a layer of her own blood with the blood of others. she is still miserably, woefully human (to outsiders, to you, but you can see the joy dancing across her misshapen shoulders and the smile twitching at her bloodied and torn lips) but she is not Human in a way that can never be fixed. she is predator she is animal but she is still the woman you love and isn’t that cruel? isn’t that awful? to have her look at you with human eyes and animal instincts, to have her reach out hand paw hand and ask you to join her. to plead for you to be by her side once again. you cannot pretend that you are shooting an animal when you kill her. the shot pierces her chest, cracking distorted bones. then another, and another. she still bleeds like a person does. she still dies like a person does.

[rosalineandrosemary]

back on my monster daisy bullshit featuring my qpr jondaisy headcanons 💪

you know you are going to run into her at some point. this fearscape is nothing if not narrative, if not some dream logic incarnation of everything that haunts you, so of course you will find her. you choose to put effort into it though, to Find Her instead of being found.

you are not sure you’d be able to hurt her, even as the twisting mass of limbs she is, even as you See her tearing apart innocents with her pointed teeth and clawed hands. those hands had braided your hair, once and again. her hair still falls down her back in a braid you had watched her make a million of, the golden hair blood soaked and matted but still plaited. someone is going to have to kill her. it cannot be you. you are not the one that promised, even if it is your fault she is like this. (if you were stronger then could you have saved her? if you could defeat the hunters by yourself would she have had to regress to become this? you Know everything now but you cannot predict the future and you cannot change the past, no matter how much you wish you could.)

you See her victims, one by one, the innocent lives she has torn to bits. you know she wasn’t a good person, you know that there was always going to be blood under her fingernails despite how she washed her hands (and you know some of it is yours. she knew it too, and she never asked you to forgive her. you still cannot tell if you did, but she was important to you, and you to her, and wasn’t that enough?) but the monstrosity is hard to look at nonetheless. you can see the way her legs bend and See the broken arrangement of her bones to fit this shape. you can see the teeth crowding her mouth and you can See the way muscles and ligaments tore to make her gaping maw. you know she did not want this, but at the same time you Know she is the happiest she has ever been, sans thoughts of anything but The Hunt.

she kills someone in front of you, devours his organs in a way that is burnt into your memory. basira has a gun and it is pointed at daisy and you want to tell her not to shoot but at the same time this is no longer the daisy whose hand you held or the daisy you saved from the coffin or the daisy who told you you were one of her reasons to stay. you keep quiet but martin does not and then she is upon you.

her teeth are latched to your leg they are digging into your flesh and drawing blood. nothing could hurt you here but the pain is visceral and you think it will scar (the same way her knife scarred your neck the same way you can still feel the tender touch of her fingers on your scalp the same the same the same). she does not recognize you and while you know why (not Know. just know. you understand her in a way The Eye could never) it hurts anyway. you wanted to say goodbye. you wanted to lace your fingers in hers one last time. you wanted you wanted you wanted but you cannot have.

she lets go of you to beckon basira to her side. she begs and she barks and she yells, forcing out the sounds from a mouth that is no longer built for words, and she does not recognize you. she does not call your name, she does not speak to you, she does not recognize you as anything but prey. (you were something different to her once. you were inhuman and so was she, you helped her remain suicidally human because she did not want to become this again, you were redeemable to her. has anyone else ever thought you were redeemable? has anyone else ever viewed you, monstrous as you are, in the way she did? but then again, does it really matter, when she is not viewing you at all anymore?) basira shoots, once. then again and then again. daisy falls. her eyes are still human, still void of recognition. her clawed hands lay limply on the ground. you want to reach for them, to feel as she goes cold, but martin is here worrying about your leg and basira is standing over daisy’s body and all you can do is hurt.

you do not stay to watch her corpse burn. you do not stare as your leg mends itself together, scars blossoming in your skin. you get up and you keep moving. that is all you can do for her now.

[rosalineandrosemary]

for the choose violence ask game: 6, 7, 14 & 24

thank you for asking <33

6. which ship fans are the most annoying?

that varies wildly depending on what fandom we’re talking about. the j//marts drive me insane, like i love some of yall but at the same time they are Not like that.

na//lu is so. please let them exist as characters outside of each other. please please please please please please please. not everything is nalu yes they’re cute but also. please

xiao//lumi is great and i love them however trying to find any sort of in character xiao content is miserable.

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

martin. just a bit. i enjoy canon martin and i think he’s compelling i just think fanon martin is like a 2d version of himself.

fandom has also made me dislike natsu a bit too cause i am a certified Lucy Girlie and im so tired of people not letting lucy exist without natsu

14. that one thing you see in fics all the time

mdom 😔

24. topic that brings up the most rancid discourse

age and gender dynamics. some people do not understand what can make age gaps problematic and just think “ah yes if people are not the same age that is bad” that’s not how it works. and some of the most horrific takes i’ve ever seen are related to age and maturity and all that.

gender dynamics is one that just pisses me off as a gender studies major, a queer person, and a femdom enjoyer. why is femdom a kink and mdom natural. why don’t yall tag your mdom. why doesn’t anyone analyze their internalized misogyny. and transmisogyny. and lesbophobia. and just all of it.

[rosalineandrosemary]

for the violence asks: 3 6 and 24!

nebula i love you so so dearly <3

3. worst take i’ve seen on tumblr:

that’s. so difficult. you’ve seen the rancid takes i’ve seen. i think the most memorable one was that you can’t ship characters from stories taking place in the future? with the explanation that “if they wouldn’t exist yet that means they’re still technically children” or whatever the fuck.

6. worst ship fans.

na/lu and kat//ang. i enjoy na/lu but some people are So obnoxious about it like. people do not have to like them together romantically. they’re allowed to have other opinions besides the basic friends to lovers ship. it’s okay. and kat//ang is what it is.

genshin ship fans are not free of sin though

24. topic that brings up the worst discourse

there are so many things but i am making this about femdom again <3. people are like. incapable of thinking women can top and their f/m sex is so full of misogyny but then when people start proposing femdom suddenly they’re the weird ones. but that’s like my personal discourse

age discourse is so rancid but also personally hilarious to me. i’m sorry that sometimes adults are short. i’m sorry sometimes adults have baby faces. none of this makes it pedophilic. please stop.