#'cuz he knows it's all worthwhile

[syppys-den]

Some of my favorite characters that I consider to be "Like Superman" in that they feel like and/or are they're extremely different from those around them but are still extremely kind and/or heroic

[avelera]

Man, I just put back on OFMD 1.05 (the fancy party episode), and I think one really worthwhile itemization of Stede and Ed interactions would be around how many times Stede appears horrified by Ed's actions, but actually, he might really be horrified for Ed.

And I only bring this up because one common, I think, misinterpretation of Stede was that he's horrified or put off by violence. Understandable, given the face he pulls when, for example, Ed tells Fang to skin the French captain with a snail fork.

But now that we've Season 2, albeit eps. 1-3, including that gorgeous moment where Stede immediately clocked that Ed's trying to burn down the world or die trying, thus signaling that he knows Ed better than anyone, especially Izzy, ever expected... I think we can firmly put the, "Stede doesn't really get Ed," interpretation firmly to rest. It's totally fair that it existed! His facial expressions of horror were often ambiguous and could be read either way.

But I think we can very firmly say: All those times Stede seems horrified at Ed? He's horrified for Ed.

Even in the moment where he sort of gulps when Ed wants the French captain skinned was sort of re-written in my mind as I watched it, in light of Stede getting Ed so well in S2. Suddenly it's not Stede taken aback by extreme violence, no.

Stede is realizing just how deeply hurtful the French captain's words were to Ed. He's not taken aback by the violence of Ed's orders, he's horrified to realize that the French captain's words hurt Ed so badly that this is a proportional response.

Stede doesn't give a fuck about the French captain, by the way. He doesn't lift a finger to prevent it, not because he's afraid, I'd argue, but because he legitimately does not care. The dude is more than a little bit of a sociopath himself, alright, he's adjusting to pirate life but he has also fully embraced pirate life.

And by the way, you don't have to take my word for it that Stede's reaction of horror is for Ed not at Ed, y'know why?

'Cuz of what Stede says in the very next scene, "Edward, are you alright? I could tell that captain got a bit under your skin."

(Haha, get it? Because you skinned that man alive. But I digress.)

No but seriously, Stede does not care about skinning that man alive, whether or not we believe Fang really did it. His priority #1 here, as it will be in Season 2, writ large, is to first make sure Ed is ok and then to help arm him against pain like that in the future.

And all I'm saying is, I bet if we went through each and every other instance of Stede "reacting badly" to Ed's "violence" in light of S2 and Stede getting Ed and only really caring about Ed unless reminded to do otherwise, that all of those reactions are actually Stede reacting with horror to learning what kind of pain Ed has been laboring under, or what kind of pain he's in that he would react with violence to verbal attacks like that.

Because that is something Stede can understand very well.

[nightcolorz]

let your thoughts on the finale run WILD god knows i want to hear them 🙏🙏

OOOO YES OK!!! I’m going to start with my Armand twist thoughts bcus ik that is a point of contention among my fellow Armand apologists and ik y’all have been waiting to hear how I feel about it haha. Then I’m gonna yap about Daniels turning for similar reasons, and cuz I have theories!!!

I can’t say I’m surprised that Lestat saved Louis instead of Armand, I honestly thought when I was first watching ep7 that it was Lestat saving Louis until it cut to Armand doing the mass mind control and I was like oh ok, that makes sense ig. But I was very much willing to accept that Armand was planning to let Louis die, and so I’m def not having much trouble accepting it now lol.

I think amc made Armand just the right amount of devious when it comes to his involvement in the trial without bordering into out of character territory. I imagine directing the trial was elating for him after his panic about loosing his place in the coven. It makes perfect sense to me why he would want Louis dead 😭‼️. He basically explains it himself lol, when he says to Louis that his choice was between his coven of 200 years or his boyfriend who is actively putting him in danger and severing his sense of security. As Armand says lol, he couldn’t rely on Louis’s devotion to him to last as long as his coven has, and his priority is always going to be preserving that safety rather then being loyal to ppl he loves. Armand sees love as extremely transactional and entirely based in how secure he feels in it, how long it lasts, how much it does for him, etc (bcus hes Never been actually loved b4 oops). So once he realizes that Louis is doing nothing but putting him in jeopardy, and is actually pretty uncaring towards him, and he is given that choice, then of course he chooses the coven so thoroughly that he’s willing to let Louis die.He’s not wrong about Louis being an unreliable person to bet all his cards on💀 Louis only stayed with Armand for so long out of spite against Lestat, not out of any real love for him. And for Armand love is only worthwhile if it’s also protection and security, and Louis is not gonna give him that.

what I find interesting is how despite Armand’s plan being to kill Louis, he made the choice to stay with him even tho he wanted him dead. And I think Armand decided to stay with Louis purely because Louis burned down the theater, and without Louis Armand had nothing else. He always needs that security, that thing to devote himself to so he isn’t alone or aimless, bcus Armand doesn’t know how to live if he is not given a purpose. The learned helplessness was rlly getting me, the way he knows Louis is going to destroy the thing he just put sm effort into preserving and he doesn’t do anything to stop him. He doesn’t even act to try and preserve his relationship with Louis, he sits there limply with his head down and blankly admits that Louis will never forgive him and their relationship is ruined 💀. I think he only makes the choice to attach himself to Louis when Louis tells Lestat (and Armand) that he is going to stay with Armand. The way he’s staring at him like a wide eyed dog waiting for master to pull his leash during the scene in Magnus’s chambers, his needy little glances after he kisses him, he’s waiting for commands 😭😭 he’s waiting for Louis to give him a purpose after he destroyed the thing he was desperately clinging to

With all this being said tho, I don’t think that Armand doesn’t love Louis. As I said he has a very warped view of how love works, and even tho I’m sure it would hurt Armand to see Louis die, he both considers loosing Louis an inevitability that will be less painful if he has control of the circumstances, and he considers the loss of loved ones who are not safe/secure/useful a necessity. Armand is very used to loosing the ppl he loves in cold and painful ways 😭 for him this is the way life for a vampire is, and it doesn’t matter how he feels about it, it has to be done. When Armand says “i could not prevent it” it’s goofy asf cuz, um yes you could have sweetie ❤️🙏. But I think part of him means that, he rlly does feel like the cruelty he puts ppl through is all he can do, it’s not a choice it’s an inevitability, it’s just how he is.

i stand by with all my heart my analysis that Armand is not a manipulative or calculated person. He is clearly not so good at being manipulative lol, and his lies r only rlly affective bcus of Louis’s willingness to believe them. He lies out of fumbling desperation and fear, not out of any sort of deviousness or evil spite, lmao. He’s lived a life where he has to fight to survive, and he’s willing to do anything it takes to ensure his own safety. Armand is out for himself basically, lol. And if Louis has to die for Armand’s well-being, welp, sucks to suck 💀. If Armand has to lie to Louis so that Louis will stay with him, oop! Well he’s gonna try his best 🙏 lmaoo

When it comes to daniels turning, ahhhh!!! Omg ok, was very excited about this. My theory: cuz I’ve seen a lot of ppl upset about this and confused now that “devils minion can’t happen”. Babes I am so certain devils minion did happen ‼️ especially after this.

So after the reveal Armand is begging Louis to forgive him and trying to desperately convince him that they can still be together after this, the way he’s stuttering honestly broke my heart 😭 he may be a devious little bitch but he is my little princess and I love him. But anyways, Armand is coming to terms with (when he’s thrown out of the house, and then thrown into the wall) that the person he has been betting everything on for 77 yrs, the person he has been depending on for his purpose and his security, is gone and he has nothing else. “Without Louis I am nothing.” ‼️‼️ so as he’s lying in that rubble Armand’s thinking, I’m nothing. And knowing him, probably trying to desperately find smth else to fill the black hole.

and daniels there, and knowing Daniel, he’s not leaving. He’s getting sos messages from Raglan telling him to get the fuck out of there 😭 but raglan was the person who told Daniel that Louis is the dangerous one, not Armand, and well Louis’s left. And Daniel isn’t going to leave a fascinating story in the rubble just to go back to his shitty old man home, no sir.

So here we have it, Armand is more desperate and alone than he’s been in 77 years, and Daniel is staying with him. I imagine he helps him leave Louis’s house while he’s injured, probably drops him at a hotel or smth. And Armand has just lost his life line, and is looking for a new one, and here’s Daniel, helping him back on his feet, not leaving. I think that Daniel ends up fascinated by Armand and by some pull unable to leave him, and he stays with Armand for a while while he’s recovering from the divorce. And in my mind devils minion in the past still happened, and Armand knows this, maybe Daniel does, maybe not. Either way Daniel feels the connection. And through the power of desperation and nurse maid style rebounding, Armand turns Daniel bcus he can’t stand to be alone. And oh boy, the Armand apparently fucks all the way off right after, probably out of guilt for breaking his ultimate rule to not ever make another vampire, which aligns with book canon, where Armand and Daniel separate partly bcus of Armand’s guilt. And so here we r

I am completely certain that Louis’s claim that Armand turned Daniel out of spite is wrong, and based in Louis’s bitter post divorce bias. Especially considering how Daniel does nottt have the attitude of a man who was just turned into a vampire against his will out of anger 💀 that is youthful gay boy silly Billy lusting for life 70s Daniel in the flesh right there, that is the face of a man who’s minion has been deviled, yknow yknow. And Armand would never do that, turn someone (let alone Daniel), out of spite. If that was the case that would be an unforgivable character assassination, which I don’t think is likely to be true based on everything they get right about Armand. Armand turned Daniel out of desperation, bcus he needs Someone so that he won’t “be nothing”, not spite.

thank u sm for the ask beloved mutual ❤️❤️ I hope u enjoy this!!! I am going to be posting and answering a lot of asks today lol, and I have a lot more thoughts so stay tuned!!

[pruneunfair]

TW: NSFW

I realized lots of those historical fiction comics made by Asians (Not racism, I'm an Asian myself), Manga, manhwha, Manhua not all of them treat the dark mature topics they first introduced well, it's like those topics are just added for shock values and are basically "Yeah so this person here did that, they're basically the worst scums of the world"

Like I remember that there's this anime which is made from a Manga, it's like those Royal OIs nowadays, I didn't bother to check if it's OI, anyway the story started with the Crown Prince who's ex-fiancé of the FL, he apparently committed incest with his sister and only got engaged with FL to use her as a meat bag camouflage so he can get away with his bullshit and the story ended up with the FL having a pink rosy romance with her magical beast man

I'm not against comedy, quirkiness or outright funny nonsense in Fiction, ppl can still make dark AF stories with some humours and bright colors, but the tonal whiplash with that anime just gives me a weird feeling, like I thought the story could go in depth with the Crown Prince as a major antagonist (When is the Asian historical fiction genre gonna start treating Crown Princes with the respect of antagonists they should have and not being treated like scummy punching bags for the readers and authors to unleash their anger at or just basically a dumb plot device trash bag). Like that Prince had potentials as shitty as he is, the story could go deeper into depth about why he's so fucked up and why he did incest, incest isn't bad at all in Fiction if used correctly, instead of just forcing modern ideals onto a historical fantasy needlessly (Boohoo incest is bad, anyone who does it is a scummy asshole), it just feels so off putting

Just because someone did unconventional stuff, they're automatically bad is just a bad perspective to have, it's basically being willfully blind towards actual problems

The only instance where Crown Princes are treated as the Villains they are, it's Eros and Alexo from Your Throne and Kill the Villainess respectively, we got to see how both are so messed up in their own ways and get their own personal chapters, which I believe is how you treat Villains right

I believe that every character deserves their basic decency and respect, not in treating them as good, but treat them as they are, Villains deserve to be their own characters, not just a hate bag, like what they did with Sovieshu and Rashta (I'm damn sure they're just made to be hated and not considered as anything worthwhile other than being targets of hate)

Yes even with utter scums, you should try to have decency cuz if you act hateful towards them all the time eventually you're just no better than them (This isn't a moral lesson)

I've seen cases of people getting hated cuz they're involved with bad people from the public, like there's this scene in a Chinese series I think, it was about crimes and lawyers, a lawyer who defends the criminal get yelled at after a trial by the lawyer of the victim, who apparently lost to the other party, she put the other lawyer into the same kind of people as his client, a criminal, all because the lawyer took the side of his client, are you fucking kidding me? The guy was being verbally abused RIGHT IN A COURTHOUSE BY A LAWYER NO LESS cuz he did his job??

The criminal lawyer gave a retort right back to the woman that made me think: "Instead of standing here yelling at me and treating me like I'm the partner in crime of my client, why don't YOU focus on your client and find actual proof to back up your claims"

You see this is a case of how ignoring the obvious and getting all emotional can be damaging, a lot of ppl don't understand that criminals get rights too cuz the laws don't know what is what until everything gets sorted out, even if the lawyer dislikes it, he has to defend his client the best he can without prejudices, cuz trust me, the moment anyone involved in the trials show that they're not even impartial enough, the case become a bust and the verdicts go nowhere. This was actually talked about by an actual lawyer, not the scene I mentioned but it was similar: A lawyer being treated like scum by the public cuz he represents the criminal hated by the public since to them, it means he automatically sided with the Criminal, he literally gets publicly attacked for doing his job, it's to show that the law business isn't for the weak at all

This is all a case of letting the emotions get the best of you that you basically ignored everything, Rashta was written to be hated so that everyone ignores the clear obvious that is the entire story, there's the concept that once the hatred gets to your brain, your mind can't think of anything else at all, to me, this shows me that despite being taught to be decent to everyone as a child, adults are sure to be quick to hate and get biased without knowing anything, I know cuz I was the same, I'm trying my best to fix it cuz apparently it has become a societal thing so it's effectively contagious and everyone just treat it as "You're just overthinking" when you pointed it out

I believe this is like that title I heard once about before, "The Hate you spread"

I also have moments where my own emotions are treated as unvalidated hence you can see why I stress a lot about the mind aspect of characters, cuz a character with no mind isn't a character, just something with a tag and a role to play, they have nothing else besides their assigned roles

So yeah I think that at least let the villains have their moments, cuz I honestly get so tired with blind rage cuz I dislike being treated like that, that I'm being blindly angry at nothing

I think that bright colored happy go lucky stories can have dark elements too but it at least needs to be balanced out, else it's just off and on most of the time, sure it's not like I hate happy stories that promote positivity and love, but seeing them introducing terrible stuff and then ignores it when they want to and brings it up when they want, it feels strangely obnoxious, it's like that person who always act happy with you, but then when issues came up, they immediately pull out the fact you screw up once just to fault you into being wrong

Wow, this was a really good essay you wrote.

It is definitely a huge problem with a lot of east Asian media I read where the use of dark topics like SA and incest are inserted in for either fetish reasons or an attempt to call it out but it just falls flat because it isn't an integral part of the story.

I could not agree more with your take that villains all need to be treated as characters and not punching bags. There's nothing wrong about actually hating one of your characters but if your hatred for said character is getting in the way of the plot then your going to end up with something like miraculous ladybug.

Miraculous ladybug is a magical girl show set in France that was originally about the misadventures of Ladybug and Chat Noir until Chat was basically tossed to the side to make room for random superheroes that played little role in the plot after their signature episode. Chloe was the typical rich girl bully that made the main character, Marinette, miserable however in season 2 she got the beginnings of a redemption arc that was actually fleshing out her character until Thomas Astruc came back, completely destroyed the redemption arc and tried to erase it by making Chloe so cartoonishly evil (the girl literally takes over the role as mayor of Paris which like... what? How the hell was that allowed? Thomas, make it make sense!)

This kind of writing flaw where the bad guys are so incompetently evil yet your supposed to take them seriously are just so pitiful to watch when you realize they exist solely to make everything else look good.

I actually can get really into tonal whiplash (when it's made well of course) simply because of the very real nature that not everything is as it seems and everything good or bad has its dark layers. The amazing digital circus does this excellently for example by combining vibrant colors and shapes to match the aesthetic of a nostalgic video game and designing the characters to all resemble childhood related toys or objects while combining it with the "I have no mouth and I must scream" vibes that force the characters out of the safe space of the circus and into the often traumatizing adventures.

But I can definitely see what you mean when there's just dark stuff for the sake of quickly hashing up something for either hating a character or for edginess to make the work feel more adult in that way. I've read many manga and manhwa that unfortunately were kind of icky to read when they pulled the rape scene card only to move on like it was nothing once the girl was saved, hell even some of my most favorite anime aren't safe from using sexual assault for quick shock value.

[faegoddessog]

Day 17: Nipples

Warning: Mature Content, 18+, some body petting, nipple play , orgasm, possibly the lamest inclusion of the daily theme... but hey... enjoy the smut (we all know what we are here for) 🤭😉😈

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His words cream her panties. How did she find this man? Her face hides nothing as she exhales a shivery breath.

“I’m not gonna argue with that, but you should know, I don't cum easy,” she warns.

His smile widens in anticipation, “Is that a warning or a challenge?” 

“Neither, or both, you decide,” she shrugs. 

“Mmm, sounds like a worthwhile upcoming project to me,”  he makes a little goofy inside joke to himself.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she hears his odd phrase and wonders ‘what the hell?’ That query  is smashed to bits as the thought train of ‘if he fucks as well as he kisses… ’ thunders over it.

“It’s ok to tell me what you need,” he continues, “I take direction well.” 

‘What, are you like an actor?’ she says… wait… did she say that outloud? She has no time to ask anyway, cuz his fingers are in her hair, his magnificent mouth on her again. 

She has no working memory of being walked backwards across the room to her apartment sized L shaped couch. She forgot she had a couch, honestly, until her calves bump against it.  It’s at this moment that she realizes she has no clothes on. She glances back to see the trail of her shirt, bra, slacks and panties between here and there. Shoes? She’s sure she wore shoes today. She remembers only the fire, the passion, the want- no… the need of him. 

He, however, barely got his Carhart jacket off. 

She pulls at his shirt, wanting to even the field a little. It comes over his head. His roughed up hair still looks stunning. 

She runs her hands over his muscled shoulders. His chest and belly are a playground of contours and ripples. Blonde hairs sprinkle the surface and freckles dot him like delicate paint splatter. This was a superior man in all ways…well at least she hoped so.

“Fuck. Me.” she says under her breath. Her fingers follow the course of her eyes down to his still fastened jeans. 

“If you insist, but first…” he finishes the sentence with his hands. Stroking her body, every curve and dip. Teasingly between her heavy breasts, across the softness of her belly back up to graze her nipples with the backs of his fingers. The whole time he’s watching her face, to see her reaction. 

She inhales sharply when he gets to her nipples. 

“Are these sensitive? Do I need to be gentle?” he asks, gently stroking around them with soft deft fingers. He loves nipples and breasts. 

“Sometimes, like right now,” she says. 

A slow smile spreads across his face. “Lay back for me, I wanna try something.”  He gently pushes her down. 

He unbuttons his jeans while  toeing off his boots as she leans against the back of the couch, enjoying the little show. Her hand bumps into her little date purse. She pops the snap and pulls out two condoms, expecting that she is about to get fucked. Which is fine with her.

His pants and shoes kicked aside, he is wearing black boxer briefs that do little to hide his bulge.  

To her surprise, he leaves his underwear on and lowers himself  astride  her lap. His long, limber legs fold underneath him, keeping most of his weight on his own knees, but trapping her under him nonetheless.

In this odd reversal of usual positions, he towers over her. She wonders what else he has in mind, cuz he can’t get his cock into her in this position. She might be able to get him in her mouth if he pushes forward.  But he’s right where he wants to be, with perfect access to her tits. 

“Just relax for me,” his voice is like the calm before the storm, full of potential that she can’t see yet. 

His tongue plays at the surface of his lips as he gently draws designs around her chest and down onto her belly. 

She isn’t sure what to expect, but finds his touch does relax her. Maybe he’s just a boob guy, maybe he’ll want to fuck her tities… that could be hot. 

The unhurried, languid strokes of his long fingers ease into a gentle breast massage.  

He pulls the globes of her breasts, cupping them from the sides then squeezing gently as he pulls up. He focuses, like an artist. He draws ever tightening circles around her areolas, watching her nipples grow into taunt little points of anticipation. He domes his palms over them, teasing without exactly touching. 

She has always had fairly sensitive nipples, but usually her partners dive in, sucking or pinching as a pit stop on the way to the big prize. She has never had anyone take time like this before. Heat slowly steeps through her cells, tingling her core. 

He watches her face go from confused to curious to aroused. 

Finally his thumbs lightly graze her needy little nubs.

A breathy little ‘oh’ is pushed from her as she arches her back slightly. 

“Mmm, hmmm,” his cock twitches in its cotton/poly  enclosure at her sound. He loves sounds like that.

He continues rubbing at her nipples, varying speed and pressure. He uses each finger in turn before bumping the middle pads of all his fingers over the hard knots. 

All the while he is paying attention to her tells. He watches her mouth oscillate between dropping open and biting her lips. Her eyes flutter between staring at his own and closing in pleasure. Her hands lie along his thighs, occasionally pressing her fingertips against him. 

The  sensations spreads to every corner of her body. She isn’t sure what is happening, but she does know what she wants. She tries to guide his hand down to the narrow Y between her legs. She presses outwards against his, trying to make space for his fingers.

He smiles a devious little smile, shakes his head. 

“Not yet,” he draws a line of fire up the center of her body, away from her mound. 

Annoyance briefly crosses her face, but honestly, what he is doing feels so good. 

After a few more minutes of tantalizing her nipples, she is considering bucking him off to get on with it he’s got her so fucking horny. 

Then he does it, he pinches her nipple gingerly between his thumb and forefinger. 

Her nerves zing with sensation that her inbreath betrays. She looks up at him nearly disbelieving. He might have just touched her clit with just how good it felt.

He looks back with huge blue rimmed pupils and a knowing grin on his face. He loves when his lovers are so responsive. 

He continues to vary between stroking her areola and rolling her nipples. His cock is  getting harder with each minute. 

Her hips rock, slowly at first, then ruttish as he gets rougher, seeking stimulation. Her sounds are little mewlings, whines of desperation.  He rides her thrusts, unspeakably turned on by her wanton display. In an effort to keep his seat,  he clings to her with his legs, locking hers tightly together. It only serves to make thrash that much more as her inner thighs squeeze against her pussy.

He pinches and twists with moderate pressure and the most sinful moan parts her lips. 

Suddenly it’s like fireworks shoot through her body, burning into her nerves  Her hips jolt back and her hands make fists in the fabric of his underwear. 

He nearly burst through the seams just watching her.

“Oh my god!” she screams, back arching in pleasure she hadn't expected. He tugs gently on her nipples as the orgasmic waves wash over her.

“There it is, fuck yeah,” he lets go and cups her tits, rubbing in light circles as she pants out her breath.

[transgenderer]

in a somewhat...precarious, stressful situation with my advisor because like. so the reason i TOLD him i wanted to leave is because of the like academic environment where there are like no other phd students here who share my research interests and care about math. cuz theres like maybe 5 students total here who care about math. so. odds. and that is true. but the OTHER reason i want to leave is that there's no one here whose research im interested in, including my advisor. and if i dont get in anywhere else, im PROBABLY going to masters out. but i wanted to leave open the option of staying here. however i have this other research project collaboration long distance (hopefully a paper soon!!) that actually holds my interest (unfortunately, not with ppl who have a faculty position, so cant jump ship to them), and so ive been spending all my research time on it instead. and also my advisor STILL hasnt finished reading my VERY SHORT paper. cmon man. but yeah he keeps giving me advice and hassling me to do things that make sense from the false perspective ive given him. i should PROBABLY just tell him that i want to change topic when moving locations. but then he'll be like "thats a really bad idea, youre already so far in this topic" and then the only explanation i can give is "this topic bores me". so. bad. also, we were planning for my quals to be this winter. but they were going to basically be a formality, because he thinks im ready for research. except now hes saying he thinks it would be worthwhile to have this one guy at a nearby school on my thesis board or whatever it's called, and he thinks that guy would want me to know a lot more in the field. and like. it just doesnt really make sense for me to dedicate that much time and effort to quals for a thesis im not gonna write.

uuuugh theres gotta be a path here.... i made some really poor choices and it seems like the best case scenario is going to be burning at least a year of phd progress, if not like...3 years (because i wouldnt be starting somewhere else until the fall semester next year...). which is really bad. but also, idk. germany was really cool. so. 6 months of good at least, out of so far 2 years of massive fuckup

[myreygn]

YOUR LEE ENMU FIC WAS AMAZING AND I LOVED IT SO MUCH IT WAS WONDERFUL

I gotta ask,,,, if you're up for it, could you write something with ler!Douma and lee!Akaza cuz I just know Douma is a master tickle monster and poor Akaza is so ticklish sosjjsjdhdbd thank u in advance *smooches on the cheek*

Cracks

summary: It's not often that there's room for fooling around and goofing off amongst Lord Muzan's elite troup, but every now and then, Douma likes to have a little fun. Every now and then, Akaza likes to indulge him.

an: this took me way too long and i'm really really sorry about that - i hope you like it anyway and you had wonderful holidays!

wordcount: 1705

taglist: @giggly-squiggily, @rachi-roo

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Douma was not easily entertained. Most of the things the average person would deem exciting were prone to boring him to death and more often than not he found himself zoning out during the most random times, because he was surrounded by such a lack of stimulation that it was truly astounding all by itself.

However, there were a few things that were amusing to him. Humans could be very entertaining from time to time; desperate humans and scared humans were his favorite kind. Waterfalls, waterfalls were really pretty. Bumblebees. The sheer concept of bumblebees was hysterical. His very favorite thing in the entire world though was cracking. Cracking horrible jokes. Cracking heads. Cracking his fellow Upper Moons.

Well, not all of them. There was a huge difference between making someone crack and making someone crumble, that difference mainly being who he was working with.

For example, making Kokushibo crack wasnʼt as fun as making him crumble. Kokushibo was stoic, emotionless and reserved. Seeing him explode into anger, laughter, tears, or anything of the like all of a sudden was interesting, sure, but it wasn’t fun because the buildup was too subtle to notice (even for Douma). But if you made him crumble, the slow process of Kokushibo’s walls being brought down became visible - bit by bit, brick by brick.

And then, there was the other end of the spectrum.

Douma almost felt giddy with excitement as he shuffled around in his place, watching the door with impatience. Any minute now, any minute… aha!

“Urgh, what are you doing here?” Akaza rolled his eyes the second they met Douma’s gaze, but Upper Moon Two didn’t waste any time feeling attacked by that. Within the blink of an eye he was at the shorter demon’s side, throwing an arm around his shoulders and putting his entire weight onto him. He knew Akaza could handle it, he just wanted to invade his personal space a little. Invading the personal space of others was another thing that made immortality worthwhile.

“Why, I’m here for the meeting of course. We’re both early birds today, aren’t we?”

“Do not call me that.”

Oh oh oh, Akaza was playing grumpy again. Emphasis on playing; if he were truly not in the mood for shenanigans, he would’ve pushed him away by now, or taken his head off at the very least. Douma smirked. He had a playful Akaza on his hands, what a lucky lucky day it was.

“What do you want me to call you then?”

If looks could kill… well, he’d be no more dead than before, but Akaza was certainly trying his best. Adorable.

“If you could just stop talking to me, that would be great, thanks.”

What a perfect setup. It was almost like Akaza wanted this to happen.

“Alright, let’s stop talking.”

A thing that only very very few people knew: Akaza was not immune to tomfoolery. Douma had caught him goofing around with Rui, Kaigaku and even Daki and Gyutaro several times and on rare occasions, he had even indulged in Douma’s own jabs and jokes instead of blowing up immediately.

Because blowing up, yes, that was what Akaza was known for the most amongst them, wasn’t it. And watching him blow up was charming, sure, but what Douma loved most was the thing right before the big explosion. That moment of realization when Akaza became aware of the incoming explosion and tried to stop it. The way he gave everything to not let it happen and the way it was never enough. Delicious.

Akaza flinched and his hands shot down to grab Douma’s wrists. “Don’t.”

“I’m not doing anything, Akaza-dono.” It wasn’t even a lie. Alright, maybe he had curled his fingers into the lower ranked demon’s waist just a moment ago, but right now he wasn’t doing anything. Just resting his fingers on Akaza’s sides. And despite the vice grip on his wrists, they weren’t being pulled off. Hm-hm.

A full body spasm nearly had Upper Three slip away from him when he curled his fingers again, but Douma was very skilled in using a lot of strength and making it look like nothing. In other words, holding Akaza secure with just his fingers had the added fun bonus of infuriating him. “Douma, if you don’t stop that-”

“Stop what? You’ll need to be more specific- oh, this?” He smirked when a soft yelp slipped out of Akaza’s mouth.  “Surely that’s nothing to you, Akaza-dono. I’m just stretching my hands.”

Douma carefully increased the pressure of his fingers digging into the pale flesh of his subordinate. Even though Akaza was facing away from him, his back pressed against Douma’s chest with no way to hide his trembles and flinches, Douma had a good idea what his expression looked like. He could see Akaza’s flushed neck and ears, the way he bit his cheek. And now, he just had to-

“EAH!”

Ah, yes, there it was. The crack. Akaza had such a temper, cracking him with a few cleverly, and even not so cleverly, placed comments was easy. But it also got boring very quickly and besides, this was by far the best way to make him crack. 

Douma smirked to himself as he clawed on one of his very favorite spots on Akaza’s body. Stomach never disappoints… “What is it, Akaza-dono? Too ticklish?”

“YOHOU KNOW IHIT IS- DOUMAHAHAH!”

Hell yeah he knew that. Upper Two allowed himself to giggle in glee - not that Akaza could hear him with his booming laughter filling the Infinity Castle. He wrapped an arm around the smaller demon’s torso when his struggling got too intense to hold back with just his fingers and used his free hand to continue the tickling of his stomach. Delightful.

“DOHOHOUMAHAHAHAHAH, NAHAHAHAT- TOO MUHUHUHUCH!”

“Alright, alright.” Douma carefully guided the hysterical demon to the ground when his knees got weak and took a seat on his thighs to secure him, then he immediately latched his wiggling fingers onto Akaza’s ribs so he wouldn’t get a chance to recover and slip away. The reaction was instant.

“Yohohou piece ohof- nahahahah!”

“Oh but you can handle it, can’t you?” Douma grinned down at his victim’s flushed face, making sure to give the spaces in between his ribs extra attention. Once the cracking was complete, once the dam had broken, it was nearly impossible for Akaza to compose himself or hold himself back in any way.

That applied to movement as well. Douma let out a grunt when he got kneed in the back; he actually had to put in effort to hold Akaza down, that wasn’t often the case. Maybe his tickling was just especially good today. Judging by the way Akaza was howling when he moved his hands upwards to scratch at the space between his ribs and armpits, that was the case.

“Nahahahahat thehehehere! Yohou ahahahahass!”

“I don’t think you want to insult me right now.” Douma smirked and grabbed one of Akaza’s wrists, surprising him enough to pull it up and dig into his armpit. “I know thinking can be a hard thing to do for you, but that’s really not smart.”

Akaza shrieked and nearly threw Douma off with how hard he was bucking. “GEAHAHAHAH- GEHEHEHEHET OHOUT OF THEHEHEHERE! NAHAHAHAT THERE, DOHOUMAHAHAHAH!”

“Man, you’re really difficult today.” Douma mock-sighed and stayed at the spot a little longer before scribbling Akaza’s stomach and quickly moved on to squeeze his hips instead when the trapped demon let out a sound close to a sob. “Not here, not there… how about here?”

The hips still had Akaza giggling like crazy, but he was not nearly as hysterical as he had been before. Douma couldn’t help but smile a bit. “You look nice like this, Akaza-dono. With your face so flushed.”

The blush only intensified and Akaza even tried to hide his face - unsuccessful. “Sh-shuhuhut uhu- EEK!”

“Was that a squeak?” Douma let out an evil chuckle. “Then I guess that’s my sign.”

“Yohour sign to wha- Douma, no, nononono, do nAHAHAHAHAH- DOUMAHAHAHAHAH, FUHUHUHUCKIHING HEHEHELL!” Hysterical couldn’t even begin to describe it. Akaza threw his head back, cackling and howling and squealing all at once, even a snort breaking throw here and there; his back arched and he twisted around to try and avoid the horribly ticklish fingers scribbling over his stripes with the lightness of a feather. 

Upper Two smirked - he was barely touching Akaza, yet had him in stitches anyway. He had been avoiding the tattoos, these absolute platinum tickle spots on his subordinate’s already sensitive body, as much as possible to save the best for last. And the best it truly was. He watched in awe how tears of laughter spilled down Akaza’s flushed cheeks. That meant he would soon-

“DOHOHOUMAHAHAHAH, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

Yup, there it was. Playful or not, if he started begging it meant that Akaza had truly reached his limits. Douma gave the stripe he was tormenting one last scratch, then he took his hands off and stood up, giving him some space to recover.

Being a demon and all, that recovery only took Akaza about two seconds and Douma couldn’t even react when the smaller demon jumped up and pounced on him, glaring down at him from where he was crouched on Douma’s chest. “You!”

“Me?” Upper Two didn’t let the sudden attack wash off his smile. It was a genuine smile for once - this little encounter had significantly heightened his mood and despite the scowl on Akaza’s face, he could tell he felt the same.

The sound of Nakime’s biwa in the distance and the following bickering of two voices from next door notified them of the arrival of Daki and Gyutaro and Akaza seemed to consider his next move for a moment, then he snarled and got up. “I’ll get you back, jerk.”

Douma only grinned at the threat and sat up when the siblings entered the room so as to not tip them off that something unusual had happened. If he was feeling a little excited at the prospect of more goofing around with Akaza, that was their business alone, and if he caught Akaza cracking a smile as he turned away, no one needed to know.

[two-of-tails]

*Shadow walked up to Tails, a small box of mint cookies in hand. He gave a brief, almost awkward glance, before holding them out with a rare, gentle expression.*

"I know you like mint, so... I made you some mint cookies. Just... As a thank you, for being a friend."

*He shrugged lightly, feeling a bit nervous with the gesture but hoped Tails would appreciate it.*

Tails gasps in surprise. Not that he had not been expecting a gift from Shadow, but it still came as a surprise that the ebony hedgehog got to him before he could get to Shadow first. The awkward glance does tell him that it may have taken quite a bit of confidence, perhaps. He must show his appreciation for it to make Shadow's trip worthwhile.

Tails takes the box, unwrapping the ribbon and opening it up to smell the scent of homemade cookies.

"These smell really good... Thank you Shadow!" He beams at the hedgehog, before scrambling to get his own valentines gift. "Wait! Wait- I have something crafted for you too!"

Tails picks up his gifts to deliver to all his friends, picking out a dangly keychain of Shadow's air shoes. It's handcrafted, so not of the most professional quality, though Tails knows a bit of metalworking.

"It's a keychain!" Tails holds it out for Shadow. "Of your air shoes. 'Cuz I think they're cool. And you're cool too!"

[cakepoppresent]

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1: What’s your favourite creation of yours? And why?

I have so many i can't really choose one but right now im so in love with Miss. Veronica Reeves, It's probably cuz shes everything im not and shes super fun to write and hella pretty

5: A creation you enjoyed making a lot!

That would be my son Xavier Reeves <333 Just look at him he's so cute. The coolest sim outta all the Reeves Siblings and the most spoiled. Love that for him.

Black wealthy and happy. Thats how we like em

9: Would you say your style has changed a lot since you first started creating?

I don't even though you know when you get nose blind when you're in your own home because you live there so you aren't aware of major changes? That's how I feel about my sim style, my builds, my storytelling, etc. I think I may have gotten better at taking pics and using Srwe but I don't notice a MAJOR difference

13: What is your preferred content? (Sims, Pets, households, CAS CC, Pets CC, build/buy CC, lots, worlds, legacies, challenges, lookbooks, machinimas, gameplay, tutorials, etc.)

I really like making Machinimas and just general gameplay. It's especially fun when I catch my sims doing something super cute without my interference. Veronica and Vahgun always slow dance when they see each other, Benji and Malcolm are always fucking and Gideon and Grayson serenade each other CONSTANTLY

15: Talk about some of your favourite creators: what do you love most about their creations?

My fav creators include simmers like AshleyPlays, MoniTheSimmer, Prow (they are on Bluesky) Cinamun Citylighten Matchalovertrait and Fallstaticexit. They are all so drastically different when it comes to their sims style and that's what I love most about them.

22: A creation that was difficult to make (but worthwhile!)

I think it would be Gideon actually. When I first made him he was a kid and he so was ao adorable then I aged him into a teen and I'm like "??? nah you're too intense for Grayson omg? Why do you look like that??" Even when I aged him up to a YA I'm still like "omg chill?? please?? BE SOFT"

I got over it I tried to play into his intensity by having other sims comment on how intense he is and how strong his feelings are for Grayson. He also is sorta kinda working for the simzuka (This is him now i changed his skin overlay. Still looks intense god danm)

27: Do you prefer Simlish or real languages used in-game (music, fonts, labels, etc.)

I don't really have a preference i lean more towards english, sometimes i don't like how Simlish looks in certain fonts

35: Favourite individual picture from a photoset you’ve posted!

This one! I think it shows off their dynamic pretty well. Malcolm is sick of Benji and god damn sex drive. He sends Benji off to the couch when he gets too touchy feely. All Malcolm wants to do is SLEEP

41: Do you listen to music while you create?

I listen to music, twitch streams, Video essays, lets plays. Anything that fills up noise in the background. I like really long videos so I'm listening to people like Kennie JD, Kurits Conner, Drew Gooden. For simmers, Ill catch up on The MintSimmer, Monithesimmer, Ashley plays and TinyCoffeCups!

47: What advice would you give to someone who’s just started creating?

Honestly, I know its super cliche to say but just post your sims, and be consistent, show other people how much YOU love your own sims and people will start to gravitate towards that. I love my sims and i yap about them all the time and that's all you really have to do. I think trying to set up an entire story all at once gets exhausting, and overwhelming and results in disappointment vs just playing and sharing what's going on in your save. Before i even made a tumblr/twitter for my save i played with Blair and Brayden offline for months! By the time i started sharing, they were already on their 3rd child (Grayson)! I had like 4 saves i scrapped for finally sticking with The Reeves

48: What inspired you to start creating at first?

I saw a tiktok of someone showcasing their fave romantic WW animations and i wanted that IMMDIEATY. so i bought the game the next time i got paid lol. Its funny though because i got the game the same time as stardew and completely forgot about the sims until a few weeks later LOL

[pomefioredove]

I think. I think im luckily boringly awkward enough to avoid the tweels, i feel like i could GENUINELY get along with idia (case of genuinely so similar to my fav it actually hurts this is not great in this case) so maybe ortho would drag me to meet him??? But like otherwise im fucking terrified of everyone probably, i think i'd get insulted once and cry.

Kalim is extrovertedly adopting me and it might be scary loud noises and several people Scary (i am someone who looks like a deer in headlights when someone knocks on the door that i dont know and run away)

Might be too boring for rook to stalk me but maybe he'd pity me seeing me once

Azul might scam me cuz tbh i probably am an easy target but i wanna hope i could just dodge him as much as i could . I wanna hope i wouldnt cave

I think me and deuce could vibe i think he and i could get partnered up once and we could maybe befriend each other, trey and cater i could be fearfully vibeful with, except cater please dont take a photo of me thats terrifying NO DONT POST THAT-. Riddle would scare me abit i dont wanna make him mad, me and ace do not vibe he keeps making me feel bad probably

Im gonna be honest though. Im such a scared loser i dont think anyone would really be my friend. I wouldnt attract anyone really??? MAYBE one person??? But im such a scaredy cat i cant imagine anyone wanting near me

Trein might not like me as a student much, im bad at sitting still and listening, Crewel might get upset with me frequently cuz im a squeamish person and there is a reason i went to homeschooling to avoid dissection science classes, (i am someone adhd and autistic i feel like this is killing me so much). Ths kne time i entered a gas station alone i was physically shaking i think sam is just concerned for me

I would hate P.E. and have azul and idia levels of stamina for this shit and am not fast so i think if anything, if we all three end up in that class, we can bond over mutual negative stamina and cry together (i am the only one crying because these boys dont like emotional vulnerability)

Leona wouldnt like me much most likely cuz i cant prove my worth to be worthwhile so he might find me a waste of time. Not his circus not his monkey

If anything vil might get worried for me and might be an acquaintance

If anything theres ONE thing i know. Crowley is using me and saying im his best buddy and i do not like him

I think my only hope is ortho adopting me because im viscerally similar to idia and hoping we get along, like finding a sad wet stray cat outside and hoping your actual other housecat likes it

or kalim latching onto me and dragging me around (even if id get overwhelmed)

also! If its okay might i ask to be like, 🧂 anon or smthn/lighthearted?

points 🫵 YOU are pomefiore bait

if ortho/idia can't get to you first I'm sorry to say that it would be rook. rook CAN find interest in anything and he goes out of his way to domesticate socially anxious little creatures. he would be dragging you back to pomefiore (to your horror) (and to vil's annoyance) and you would Never Leave. sorry it would happen. it's basically what happened to me

[queenilyrian]

I’ve observed everything and I’m keeping my piece truthful. I don’t understand why one would devote hours and hours and hours defending a celebrity’s partner who will never even know her. Your life seems to revolve around defending Natalie. People point out legitimate criticisms, and not even mean things yet you take everything on all pages as hate and in turn just lash out and release hate. People are allowed to dislike a celebrity’s partner without being marked as jealous. People have more receipts of their legitimate criticisms than your “receipts”. You don’t argue with logic and fact… but with emotion. Put your energy into something more useful. You claim to lead a professional life and be a grown adult yet you act like a child in most of your rants. Not everyone is perfect. Natalie isn’t. Henry isn’t. Not even me. I’m not being mean. Just honest. Natalie and Henry are middle aged adults that don’t need a guard dog. For your own sake, put time into things that are more worthwhile.

“Legitimate criticism” like she is a wh*** he lost his career, they child should not exist ,his family is payed to promote PR,writing petitions for both of them to be fired from their jobs respectively ,calling out even her dead mother , not spearing even her dead dog… is “legitimate criticism”. If you scroll down a few posts you will find one where we speak about internalised misogyny and abuse of women simply for being born women by women. That includes me. You’re not an innocent bystander cuz you’re here on Tumblr you’re upset because I’m saying how things are and you can’t hate in peace. My life revolves are women empowerment,employment of women,helping women getting their own place after DM etc. So yes this is an issues that I will not stop speaking about. You will not stop projecting your insecurities to other women because you think “you’re a good woman and deserve everything”. You and I are not and will never be the same.

Disliking a celebrities’s partner is absolutely okay. Hating on her for 4 years trying to pin literally anything on her BECAUSE SHE IS A WOMAN who “stole your man” is not disliking someone. It’s a hateful obsession.

I will be waiting for this “logic,facts and receipts” right here 😂.

Since we are putting time into useful things how about if you become the best version of yourself and not an obsessive paranoid internet troll 🙄

Best regards 🩷

Also do you think this is my first day in this fandom and I never got these messages? Pookie please ask around first 😂

[lynyangell]

Merry Christmas friends!

My post today is very different from what you usually see on my blog. This blog is fandom space, and I don't typically intend to use it to talk about my personal beliefs, cuz that's just not its purpose.

But today, it's Christmas, so today I am going to talk about my faith in Jesus. If that's not what you want to read, I hope you have a great day and feel free to ignore ❤️💚

1 Peter 3:15 (emphasis added by me):

"But in your hearts revere Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect, keeping a clear conscience."

Why do I write stories about characters who've done horrible things? Why do I explore themes of love, hope, and healing in my work? Why do I write about people learning to cope with their trauma in healthy ways?

Faith.

My faith has brought me to a place of learning to overcome my struggles---not through any power or ability of my own to do so, but through the power of a loving Savior who cares for me, who cares about my suffering and tends my wounds.

He has brought me love in the form of a husband, a family (biological and found family!), and a larger community that help me every day to see myself as valuable and worthwhile.

Why do I share this with you today? Christmas is when Christians celebrate the gift of Jesus Christ, given to all people by a God who loves them. I'm proud to call myself a Christian and proud to celebrate this holiday with all my heart.

I'm not here to preach to anybody. You're not about to see any weird radical change in my content or my interactions with people online (Yes, Christians can write smut. No, it's not hypocritical. Yes, I can explain that if you're curious lol).

I have enjoyed getting to know people from a variety of backgrounds and personal beliefs the past two months! I have made so many new friends here, and I dearly love you all!!

I'm always happy and proud to talk about faith with anyone who is curious, no arguments and no judgements, cuz that's not what my faith is about. I'm happy to talk with people who believe different things than I do for the sake of getting to know each other better. I'm happy to answer questions.

And I'm happy to leave issues of faith aside and keep talking about FMA and Royai exclusively lol! But I want to be true to who I am. I have a reason for why I am who I am and why I create the content I enjoy.

That reason is my faith.

I hope all who have taken the time to read this feel that I've hit the attitude of gentleness and respect I'm aiming for, because that's genuinely the core of my heart here.

Merry Christmas everyone!!

Love from,

Lyn

[megamind2010]

Ladybug dies how

peacefully in her sleep at the ripe old age of 94 NAYYYYY IM SORRY

Assuming youre here cuz koby told you to come and yell at me for doing this and id like to say first of all im very sorry i just love tragedy soooo much. koby got really mad at me when i first brought up the idea and it also tortures me horribly too And we also talk a lot about the alternate universe where she doesnt die and instead she and casey just move to new york and hang out and get married and Chill Out

but in the "canon" ending im sorry yes nell dies (ducking rocks and bricks) IMMM SORRY! She's subject to the hereditary blue beetle curse of dying in a fight tragically young (she jumped in front of the metaphorical bullet for jaime on account of he's exempt because he has a much healthier support system than other beetles)

i'm a hack so i haven't really drawn or written anything concrete about it but how it goes down in my mind is your classic event/crisis where all the heroes are mobilised to fight off the annual universe destroying threat. this time it's aliens of some kind and while the league and the rest of the important guys are up there fighting or negotiating or punching the universe or however this particular one gets solved, ladybug is down on the ground in gotham helping to evacuate people and deal with some alien scouts/robots/etc that are menacing civilians. (casey has already been evacuated and is safely sheltering underground with a bunch of other civilians, being checked in on every now and then by some flash or another, & her general attitude is UGH Can you idiots get this sorted out so we can order chinese and watch real housewives...)

it happens while ladybug is getting a family to safety and an alien scout lands on the roof of their apartment. he ushers them downstairs and to his credit does a good job of holding off the attacker while the civilians get out of there - nell has no powers but is a very competent fighter and also is decked out with plenty of kordtech gadgets to help even the playing field :] but it's been a long day and she's so exhausted and there's only so much you can do when an alien shoots you in the chest with a laser and flies away and leaves you to bleed out

so there's nell with her communications down & unable to move & lying there staring at the sky full of invading spaceships and flying superheroes... if she could get someone's attention she might be okay but everyone is busy. it's a crisis! and nell knows that, she knows what this whole business is like, and she's been ready for something like this to happen for a while. nell is a very confident person but she isn't deluded about her own mortality... it's part of her personal philosophy that it's cruel to have too many attachments if you're likely to die horribly young (a mentality learned from the death of her mother and refined by the death of ted kord) so isnt it great that she doesnt have many friends? and that she's on okay terms but not super close with her family? and that casey doesnt actually care about her at all and wont be affected by her untimely death past the inconvenience of finding a new place to live?

lol

at the end of it all nell isn't really that upset about dying... they went out doing something worthwhile, they saved lives, they did the best they could with what they had, and they made a positive impact on the world while they were here. and that's about what he's always wanted to achieve so hey a+ work ladybug! obviously its not like he WANTS to die, theres always more to do, things he's going to miss... he'll miss talking to ted, working on gadgets and sorting through problems and making him laugh... he'll miss his family obviously but they'll be fine without him... michelle is someone she hadn't expected to get so close to, but she and ted both have booster to keep them on track

really annoyingly as she's closing her eyes the person who keeps coming into her mind though is casey. At this point nell is pretty aware that she cares about casey more than she ever planned or wanted to and has done a lot of mental gymnastics to convince herself that it's fine that nothing ever came of it (and now nothing ever will) and in her last moments she reassures herself that it's onesided and casey doesn't love her and he'll be fine without nell and You did a great job at not forming attachments ladybug that's why you're the best! but she can't help the surge of intense regret and fuuuuuck what if it was different and what if what if.........

here's my primo ladybug dying on a roof song

Nell's fatal flaw will always be her self-reliance and conviction that she's doing things the right way despite it all. if she bothered to communicate with the people in her life then she might be swayed on her views on love, or if she was less stupidly independent then maybe she would have been working with another hero and wouldn't have been in this situation. but that's tragedy i suppose, knowing how a character could have escaped their fate and yet having to accept that in this scenario with this set of rules there was no other way for this to happen

anyway if you'd prefer to think about nell alive and happy living in new york with casey then please do that. It's easy and free and it makes me smile

[rememberwren]

Bit deep for a Positive News Monday: I got divorced today from a man who had me living in constant fight or flight mode and made me feel less than worthless. But even though it hurts like hell to lose so much and close that heavy chapter full of bittersweet memories, I felt like I could breathe for the first time in too many years knowing he can't hurt me anymore

Hope you find your way out of the dark somehow ❤️ (if you find a spare flashlight around let me know cuz it sucks in here)

Congratulations, so wholeheartedly. Not to be all High School Musical, but I hope this is the start of something new and beautiful and PEACEFUL for you. I’m sure it wasn’t easy, but most worthwhile things aren’t.

If I find that flashlight, I’ll pass it your way. Sucks balls up in this bitch. 🩶

[will80sbyers]

Brett unapologetically believes what he believes. This makes criticizing him less worthwhile to people, cuz if it doesn't affect him, then what's the point?

With Noah, it's clear he's a lot more apologetic about what he believes. We've seen how quickly he backtracks and it's cuz his beliefs were never that strong in the first place. He's a total sponge. He's not confident about his beliefs whatsoever in the same way Brett is because his beliefs largely stem from the beliefs his loved ones have, who he trusts to have good beliefs. This makes tearing him down a lot more entertaining to people that love a good downfall.

I remember after 10/7, there were a few days where Noah did not say anything. So many people were waiting for the ball to drop. I was curious how his Israeli friends were reacting, and low and behold they both had instagram stories that were very obviously directed at him, crying and saying how they were disappointed that someone who they thought cared about them, who has millions of followers, hadn't said anything. And predictably, the next day he started being vocal about it.

And now we just saw how quickly he took down his copypasta after filming started. Im guessing all it took was a few days filming on set among the cast, away from his family and inner circle, for them to talk some sense into him, because he. is. a. sponge!!

It's crazy to think how much appeasing the people around him has probably played a big role in this. And how him now backtracking is only going to make them hate him now too, all the while not even getting the people that hate him already to even consider forgiving him anyways.

I agree with you I think he's VERY easy to suggestion from other people and that's what brought him to say certain things, I feel like propaganda does work and people just undermine that or like to talk about it theoretically but then when they see someone that actually did fall for it or that feels pressured to do things and is clearly influenced they don't take it into consideration and start jumping to the worst possible conclusion that they are heartless monsters etc even when they didn't idk commit direct crimes themselves because of it

I also feel like ignoring that there are LOTS of people that take the meaning of Zionism with a complete different meaning than what we take it as (because of what it is doing in the practical way of expressing that philosophy) is being disingenuous

In the same way that people saying that "from the river to the sea" means that you're saying that you want Jewish people dead is disingenuous

There are two different meanings that people have and not all of them mean that in the sense that they want to kill or keep opressing the other side EVEN if that is born from that, you know people don't mean it in that way, especially people that are not even living in those places themselves, like if you know that - you have to explain to them why that name to you has the same connotation as for example "fascist"

If you think about it, the words fascist and other similar words of political movements are not born with the people giving them inherent negative meaning but that meaning got attached there because of what they did as a movement, which is the same thing that happens with Zionism, but people that are born inside that culture where you get told that that word has a different meaning OBVIOUSLY are not going to tell you that they agree with the negative meaning unless they have been freed from propaganda and can actually see that there can be no distinction anymore because of what they have done... But again we're talking about deprogramming someone, it is just not easy to do!

They will refute that idea because it's a complete shift of the belief system you had since your were born... It's obvious to me that you can't just throw them in a box of "evil" just because they fight to make peace with that idea or refuse it

And online there's a jump from rightly asking for clarification or an apology with accountability when necessary to literally wanting that person dead or in complete misery immediately and never forgiving them or at least letting them live their own life without abuse and harassment

No matter what they actually did or didn't do, like a serial killer is put on the same plane of someone that says a fucked up thing and to me that's kind of insane... I feel like we lost measure (?) idk how to explain this in a better way I just have started feeling like it's all too much online it wouldn't be how you help people to change in the actual real world

And to be clear I'm not against people being called out and having to demonstrate that they did change, (I'm not even a "non violent" person... when needed. Like, I would punch a nazist if I needed to for example) but I feel like now the type of harassment is extreme no matter the "crime"

and instead of it being about helping our world to get better it has become about piling on to pile on and have the most liked post at the same time and these people don't care at all if that person changes or not, they are in the "evil" list now and there they must stay

[peep-is-writing]

Preview of my self-indulgent Pikmin Fanfic otherwise known as: Mel, Louie, and the Apocalypse

Warnings: will eventually become nsfw. Maybe quick. There will be swearing because swearing is fun. Idk what’s gonna happen but to be safe MINORS GO AWAY THIS IS NOT FOR ANYONE YOUNGER THAN 18.

You have been warned.

Also: please leave a like if you read this. Reblogs aren’t necessary, I’m cool with having a small crowd. However: I would very much like to know if people have seen this. Hi people!

Chapter 0

Louie D. Goodienough lay flat on his back in the dirt, watching captain Olimar Tinkerman fuck off back home in the only working spaceship on this weird ass planet.

Because of course this happened.

Of course his cheapskate boss didn’t make sure the passenger compartment was secure.

Or maybe his cheapskate boss found out about that very expensive cargo he ate, and told the bitchy AI to toss him as soon as the job was done.

Louie let out a deep sigh, closed his eyes, and relaxed into the dirt. He savored the memory of those golden Pikpik carrots. They ended up being pretty expensive even with his five finger discount. Four finger? No yeah five, still five. For sure.

Sure like Olimar! Olimar was a good captain and a good coworker and a good friend. He would come back as soon as he realized Louie was missing for sure. The ship would surely have some kind of alert or warn….

Louie’s eyes shot open.

The ship’s AI would be in charge of the alerts. And if it did throw him out on purpose there’s no way it would let Olimar know!

That BITCH.

Louie took a minute to indulge of fantasies of trashing that stupid speaker system.

Plus, the minute Olimar gets back home he’ll be out of there before anyone can say a damn thing to him. Louie saw a picture of Olimar’s wife, Tarrey. Damn. I mean damn. (As the narrator, damn. Good job @ultraspicyspray thank you for your service.) Louie would be running too.

Louie let out a low, long suffering groan. As he glared at the chemtrail left behind by his only way back to Hocotate he knew that no one was going to come for him for a long time, if at all. He knew the president wouldn’t come for him even if he didn’t know about Louie’s lie. It was honestly a sarcastic whatever answer and the guy totally accepted it. Louie had honestly been hoping for the company to go under just to screw over the president, cuz honestly fuck’em. Well he felt that way until he got to know Olimar. Who knew he was such a decent guy? Well fuck’im too anyways. Lucky bastard.

He knew he would need to get up eventually. Probably sometime soon. The sun was already starting to set and he needed to find shelter and a way to breathe on this stupid planet and Goddammit he needed to eat SOMETHING good for this day to be worthwhile.

Louie was still glaring at the fading smoke when he heard something; quiet at first. The rumble of an engine. It was odd though, it didn’t sound like a ship. It sounded like his truck from back home, but then it got louder, closer. Turning his head he saw a vehicle in the distance. He’d seen some of those around, sure, but not up close. Weren’t those like really big though?

And at the very moment Louie finished that thought, something, no, someone opened the door and stepped out.

Louie’s head was spinning, probably because this was the first time he moved his head since falling and he fell from quite a height. Such things have consequences, after all. How else could he explain how it kept coming closer and closer without seeming to close any distance. It has to be a hallucination or something. It just has to be. Too cute to be a native of any planet this freaky.

But then the thing put its hands to its mouth and bellowed:

Helllooooooo???

“WHAT THE HELL HOW CAN ANYONE BE THAT LOUD.” Louie thought. They must have had some kind of amplifier. The sound was so loud that it made his ears ring and his already throbbing head more…throbby. It’s hard to think when your head hurts. It was a miracle that his translator was able to make out the hollered greeting, something like Giyan? Louie didn’t know. But he knew that if he had a choice between trying to survive the night alone on the surface with whatever injuries he had or hitching a ride with some native cutie he had to admit the second was a more appealing option.

Without much thought, he blew his whistle to let them know where he was.

And it was at this moment Louie knew he fucked up.

Because when the stranger perked up and started to run towards him he could feel those footsteps in his bones, he could see her grow to tower over everything around him but the tall trees, and he realized quite a few things about the natives of this freaky planet. Most importantly?

They were fucking HUGE.

What. the FUCK. Is THAT????

Thank you for reading my first piece of fanfiction! I was looking through the pikmin tag sometime after I played pikmin 4 and found @ultraspicyspray ‘s art and developed feelings for the little blue weirdo who had already charmed me by being a little weirdo who likes to eat. This au is basically “but what if I found him and was nice to him???” Anyways I hope you enjoyed! I’m looking forward to writing more!