#(because they have plans and they dont like people getting in the way)

[softness-and-shattering]

I started watching cleaning videos on youtube just as a watch people do a thing, dont need to think situation, and then there was a video explaining how to clean, and watching it and then a couple others made me realise that there are some chores I just dont know how to do. Id never cleaned a window. I watched a guy explain how to clean a window. And it suddenly felt like doable, not a nebulous concept I couldnt picture.

Apparently a common cause/explanation of executive function is not knowing what the steps look like, and thats been true for me. Theres something Im supposed to know how to do, its supposed to be easy, but if I examine why Im not doing it, its because Im actually one or more steps, or theres a barrier to one of the steps and I have considered on its own how to work with that barrier. I go, eg "need to clean kitchen - garbage is overwhelming and smelly and scary - distract". I have to notice thats happening and then go, new project, how do I deal with the garbage. New process. Get mask and gloves and new garbage bag. Etc.

We dont ever really Just Know how to do things, even if theyre considered to be normal basic skills. Sometimes we're taught in a way that doesnt make sense or doesnt work for us. Its ok to look up how to cook or clean or sweep or make plans or ask for help.

The 40 hour work week isn't good for anyone. We know this, both on a gut level and from empirical research.

However

There are people, the majority of people in fact, who go through their 40 hour jobs and then come home, make dinner, and do something with their evening that is enjoyable and not just a dead-eyed zone out. They spend time with family or friends, play with pets or kids, engage in hobbies, or even just sit and enjoy media actively.

When they talk about how much it sucks to go to work, it's a kind of general grumbling (because again, nobody likes the current system).

If you approach going to work and feel like you might just die if you have to go in again. If you come home after work and can't do anything except stare blankly at the TV or your phone. If you can barely make dinner or keep your house clean. If you feel like you're actually drowning all the time and have no ability to actively engage in any enriching activities outside of work.

That's not just the general shittiness of the system. That's a sign that you have a mental or physical health issue that's being compounded by the system. It's a sign of disability.

The medical system where you are may suck donkey balls, but there's a lot you can do just by tracking your symptoms and trying to figure out what's going on. And if you can get medical help, you can vastly improve the quality of your life, even if you can't get out of the system.

[donnadiddadog]

the reaper pt 1

Summary: Y/N is a member of the Inner Circle, and there is a decision to have a suicide mission that would help win the war against Hybern - and Y/N has to take charge of it. Azriel cannot let Y/N go just like that.

Word Count: 1.9K ish

Warnings: Mentions of death and soldiers being harmed in war, slight cursing (if any tbh i don't think so). If anything is left out, let me know below!

a/n: First Person (but I use Y/N as a character, not an OC), I am going to convert this into a series cuz I have an idea (this is going to be slightly based on Nesta’s whole spiral in ACOSF in the next few parts). All credit for the prompt and the inspiration of the first half (loosely based on the story part 1) to “Farewell my love” (written by @allthehopesforlove) - you should check it out, too. It's pretty well written (sending you much love @allthehopesforlove<3). Also, the concept of the Eight is based on Manon from the TOG series! I' 'll upload the next few parts by Jan end (I have finals in two days what am I doing here????)

14th Jan 2025, Writing 3

There is no way that the war can be won without this move. That was the consensus as we stood around the replica of the battleground - Rhys was motionless as he assessed the situation and Cassian kept pacing around the tent that swayed with the wind. Mor was leaning against the chair, her injuries preventing her from standing up straight. I looked at Azriel as he stared at the map and tried to figure out.

The move was simple - a 300 soldiers in a formation that would cleave the Hybern army at the centre, at the weakest point. With the seperation of the army into fragments, the Spring, Autumn and Day Court Armies could take over the upper flank and the Winter and Dawn Court Armies taking over the lower flank; the Night Court attacks from the back to prevent anyone else from escaping. The Summer Court would join the 300 soldiers after they had seperated the army and prevent them from joining again which would turn the tide of the war against Prythian.

All 300 would most likely die. A 95% chance according to me, Cassian agreed with that figure, if not implying that the danger was higher. Feyre was watching her mate, I think she was just scared that he would choose to be the one to lead the soldiers now nicknamed the Regiment 300. The final stand.

There were arguments made in favour and against, Rhys and Cassian at each others throats, Azriel trying to calm the whole situation down. I stood there watching them all fight and try to figure it out while the clock ticked. Hybern would not stop their planning, their tactics just because we couldnt get our shit together. The other High Lords were aware of this plan, it was Beron who had assigned the final duty of choosing the Regiment 300 from the Night Court rather than any other Court. He deemed it fair - that it was us who had to shed the final blood. Meant it as an insult but it was right.

I dont remember much because it was a blur. I had slammed my fists into the table, looked them dead in the eye and explained why it couldnt be any of them. How if Morrigan rode out, she wouldnt make it ten steps before falling dead from her horse. How Feyre could not go to war because she was not trained enough yet. How Rhysand cannot go to war because he is the High Lord and his death would mean a constitutional crisis. How Cassian and Azriel cannot go to war because they had to lead the Night Courts attack with Feyre assisting. How Amren was not going to since she had to figure out the Cauldron’s final secrets. And that only left me.

I wasn't exactly a military person, like Cassian was. I was a strategist, I knew the military tactics but nothing more. I wasn't interested in the training part of it. But I was a damn good leader, people listened to me and I could hold my weight for a while in battle if it came down to it. I could do it, I had to do it. It was the only option left and I knew that I would have to do it. If only to see my family, the Inner Circle, see the sunrise day after tomorrow.

Azriel spoke almost as a whisper, “You cannot possible think that I would allow you to go and do that. To go and kill yourself.” Before Rhys could agree with him and argue with me, I looked Azriel dead in the eye and asked him to find another individual to sacrifice then. And he had stopped breathing, his mind turning. But he wouldnt accept it, his eyes betryaed that he would have rather tied me down than let me go. That is the male I know, the one who cannot bear to accept my demise. Oh Azriel, if only you knew how much I hate this decision of mine. Sweetheart, we were supposed to have a lifetime together.

Further arguments were made but I turned to Rhys and spoke to him mind to mind. He turned to me, face to face, man to man. And I reminded him of that phrase that all good monarchs were supposed to live by. I bent the knee, bowed my head and waited for him. He took a sharp breath in and spoke in his regal voice, “Y/N, you have been given command of the Regiment 300. Ride in the name of the High Lord of the Night Court and make your last stand. Defend Prythian and may the Mother be with you.” I rose and bowed to my High Lord as I turned.

I left the tent before Azriel could grab my hand, before he could see the tears drop. Cassian held him against his will and I could hear Azriel bellowing out my name, cursing the gods for letting this happen, attempting to hurt Cassian to reach me in any way, in any form. Feyre held Mor as she mumbled about this not being fair.

The decision was made, I would lead the Regiment 300 tomorrow at dawn. I had summoned the Eight - my military advisors but more than that my closest friends, we had grown up together, seen each other do things that we thought weren't possible, reaching positions and training to higher levels. My most trusted souls. Pieces of my heart each of them. They were going to join me in the suicide mission and I had to see them all one last time before dawn.

I went to my tent to prepare my armor and set my affairs in order. I told my sentry to prepare my horse and get the men together, I would address them as Commander about their suicide mission. That I would join them in their deaths would be my greatest honor. The last stand would be made. And we would win.

I remember the taste of blood in my mouth, the feeling of sweat dripping, the tightening of my hands on the spear. I remember the feeling of my horse running forward, looking to my right and my left to see my friends, my chosen few, surging forward through the mud. I remember it all.

And I remember waking up in that godforsaken tent with that male looking at me with hazel eyes full of concern and I knew what had happened. I had forsaken my soldiers, the regiment had been abandoned. I led them into war and I deserted them to die.

Slapping his arms away and throwing it off me, I ran out of the tent. Running to see that the sun was almost setting. We had set out at sunrise, it was now sunset. No, this cannot be true. Where are they? Please don't let it be true. I gasped at the sudden pain in my side, noticing that I had an injury to my left flank. The arrow hit me when we first made contact with the army.'

The battleground was barely half a kilometer away, clutching my side to prevent any bandages from falling, I ran the distance trying to see what had happened. I heard Azriel calling out to Rhys and the rest. They were alive but I didn't care about that right now, I had to check on the Eight, my regiment. It was mostly a downhill journey, with a few slips due to loose rocks. I kept my head down to not see what was ahead, I didn't want to lose hope, and I didn't want to accept what had surely happened.

I smelt it before I saw it. I didn't hear it because they were all dead with spears and arrows jutting out of their bodies. No, that is a lie - I did hear it. I listened to the vultures and crows in the sky and on the ground. Feasting. I reached the base of the slope and I looked up at the battleground. A crematorium. A graveyard. The site of my greatest failure.

And I tried catching my breath, looking at the bodies, at the mangled flesh and bone, at the blood that soaked the mud as my bare feet made contact with it, at the horses whose legs had been twisted and intestines hanging out, at the soldiers with cracked skulls, one with his leg blown off, and another completely impaled on a spear.

I couldn't feel anything, my face was numb, and my hands were numb. I was numb. I trudged along because I had found my entire regiment dead but I had to check on the Eight. I had to see their dead eyes so I could tell them that I would join them soon. That is my punishment, that is the price for this mistake. Blood will appease blood.

So I walked to the start of the bloodshed, the site where the regiment hit the Hybern army for the first time. Where I was supposed to lay dead and broken. I was the leader of that regiment, the commander who had told them that this was our last stand. Yet I was alive and they were dead. I stepped on something and I heard a crunching noise. I took a second, hyperventilating before I looked down and saw it. I saw her.

I had found what I was looking for - the Eight lay together in a small circle, almost as if they were trying to hold each other’s hands in their last moments. It seemed that they had tried to create a triangle to penetrate the defense. It had worked but it worked because they fought to the death. The rest of the regiment must have gone through breaking the army from the inside out and the move worked. The Summer Court must have shortly followed. And they didn't stop until they had won the war.

I fell onto my knees, into the mud, and I was shaking, with grief, loss, and despair. And I picked up her body to try to bring it close to mine, to try and hold her one last time. She was long gone but it seemed as if this would help, somehow reduce her pain and make it easier for her to go. I can only imagine what it was like when she had to go, how alone she felt, how betrayed and disgusted she felt that the Commander had been saved, not them.

If I could I would have saved you, I am sorry, it should have been me, I should have died. I don't deserve to live, I will join you.

I screamed those words into the air as I held her and crawled to the rest, begging for them to wake up, to not forgive me but to punish me, telling them that I would join them. That I was the betrayer, the reason for their deaths. That they should never forgive me.

I cried into the mud with their bodies next to me. My wound had already been bleeding profusely and I thought it to be poetic justice that I, too die next to them from a wound I received at the battle that they died in. Except they would die a warrior’s death and I would die a coward’s death. Right next to them.

This is what I deserve. And there was only one person to blame for this.

Azriel.

[staryscorner]

Beautiful

Paring: Bartender Nam-Gyu x Heartbroken Fem reader

After a tough break up the last thing you wanted to do was go out and meet others, but your friend had other plans 

“Y/N!! I know you're in here." Your friend said barging into you home since she has a spare key.

"Let's go clubbing so you can stop moping around.” She said in a cheery voice.

“I don't feel like it Y/F/N (Your friend's name)” You looked at your friend sighing.

“Welp, I'm going to get you out of here if it's the last thing I do!” As they pulled you out of bed and getting your best dress and heels ready.

As they dragged you out of your house they just kept talking about how they better find their lucky person tonight.

.

.

.

Once you got there things were normal just hanging by the bar and chatting until someone walked up to your friend and asked if they wanted to dance with them. Your friend looked over at you letting you know that they were going to go with them for a bit. You just nodded as you watched them disappear into the crowd of people. Then you were all alone. It was just you and the bartender. So you decided to pass the time by just drinking.

“Miss, don't you think you might have had too much to drink” The bartender asked as he hesitating to give you the next round of shots you asked him for.

“Just give me the shots Mr Bartender I just want to drink my pains away. " You said slurring your speech.

“By the way what’s your name” you asked him noticing you haven't gotten his name yet 

“Nam-gyu”

“You can call me Y/N

“Well Nam-gyu, my now ex boyfriend broke up with me because I was to ugly. Can you believe that” You said, having tears forming in your eyes.

“I dont think your ug-” He was interrupted by some guy trying to get with you.

“Hey baby, why don't you come and have some fun with me? You look lonely tonight” He said, giving you a smirk.

You were to drunk to even know what you were doing so he took that as a yes but before he could take you Nam-gyu grabbed his hand

“Don't grab her like that she's with me” He said trying to sound intimidating but he was a little scared himself 

The guy knew that he was close friends with the owner of the club and didn't want to get kicked out but before he left he looked at you and said 

“I never wanted anything to do with an ugly person like you”

All that emotions you had inside you came out and you just broke down in front of Nam-gu

“S-so I really AM UGLY” 

Nam-gyu couldn't believe his eyes. You the most beautiful girl he had ever met was saying she was ugly

“Y/N you aren't ugly don't you dare say that about yourself! If you really think you’re ugly then you're making a fool out of me since I think you're the most beautiful person in the entire world!”

You just stopped and looked at him 

“Really?” you said sniffling and drying your eyes 

“Yes really” As he leaned in to kiss your forehead 

Before you could say anything you blacked out and not long after you woke up in your apartment and saw your friend laying on the floor. Was that a dream or did he really call me beautiful as you got up you felt something poking your front pocket. It was a business card which had a phone number and a name 

“Nam-gyu”

“So it really wasn't a dream” you smiled to yourself softly.

Nam-gyu is such a CUTIE!!! But I hope that you all like this post!! ^^

[thequietkid-moonie]

CAN YOU PLEASE DO SUNDAY X READER WHERE THE READER IS FROM IRIS FAMILY AND IS A VERY FAMOUS CELEBRITY??? ITS UP TO YOU IF YOU WANT IT AS FUGITIVE SUNDAY OR PRE 2.7

Loving someone who's so close and yet so far

[ ONE-SHOT ] [ Sunday ]

[ Honkai Star Rail ]

⚠️ This contain spoilers about Penacony main story and "a new venture on the right dawn"

Uuuuuhhh I hope u dont mind what I wrote... its like... both Sundays? I mean, I hated him during the main story I penacony buuuut the last update made me LOVE HIM SO MUUUCH!!!

Also, your request was the perfect excuse to write something angsty so i hope u like it 💙

Things has always being like this for as long as he can remember, at some point of his life he have meet you when starting to get more involved in the family and he have always admired you since then

Sunday remember those old times when you used to hang out with his sister Robin, as you two slowly grow to become more famous, not only between the family but slowly winning more and more popularity out of penacony, growing to become celebrities from the family together, wich always made Sunday feel proud but at the same time hurt, you and his sister were flying away together to live a real dream while he was stuck, still making mistakes and unable to make his wish come true

At the end it was that same feeling of not being enough what lead him to, despite being in love with you for as long as he can remember he was never able to express those feelings, not when he is still too week to protect you from this cruel reality

His love for you make him ambicious, despite both being from the family and constantly seeing each other in Penacony you have always being out of his reach, after growing up and making himself with more responsabilities Sunday never felt comfortable enough to approach to you in an informal way again, not when you were so famous, not when he was stuck without being able to do anything, not when he still had to bult a paradise where you won't have to hide your burdens and suffering from the people who admires you and follows you

Sunday promised himself that he would work in this twisted plan just so he could make a paradise where you and his sister would never have to worry about anything else again, then and only then he will be able to look at you with a smile, stand prideful on his feet and tell you how important you truly for him

But, at the end, Sunday was nothing but a fool, blinded by his own vision and what the family have make him believe to see that what he was doing was far from bulding a true paradise, and now that he has nothing left, now that he is just a prisioner awaiting sentencing he feels farther away from you than ever, if before he felt like he should wait until he could be enough for you now he is completely broken without nothing behind, not even his own identity is something sure right now

And once he found himself wandering around the Golden hour, getting ready to leave for good and hidding his identity like the fugituve he is, the last thing on his mind it was you, not because he didn't thought of you but because he doesn't want to think about you, he doesn't have the strength to wonder what would you think of him right now, after so much troubles he caused, but even if you hate him now he would simply accept it, he deserves it after all

Sunday has always being someone who needs to have all in control, having everything perfectly planned but right now he isn't who he used to be, he barely has control over his own life so when he accidentally bumped to you while trying to leave penacony wasn't planned at all, after all he doesn't want to bring you troubles

Sunday knew perfectly that he should leave you and continue with his way, he is in high risk, but he can't help but want to spend at least just a moment more at your side. He is surprised that his feelings for you are still there, but at the same time is not, after all you have being always present on his life and mind, he will never be able to forget you

Sunday force himself to cut the chat he accidentally but desperately started after bumping into you, he want so bad to speak with you, now that he finally feels like he can talk to you more freely, but he can't, he shouldn't be this selfish. Sunday somehow managed to find the way to say a goodbye and wish you the best while keeping his desguise at the best as he could, apologizing for taking so much of your time before walking away to continue with his way, not daring to look back at you because it will just hurt him more than he already is

[springtsunami]

THE ELDERS’ QUEST REVIEW

!!SPOILERS!!

Sorry for not posting in months. Been super busy as a late with personal health issues and new hyper fixations-

K review time- Gonna split them up by protags

Moonpaw

• Really love the idea of the design! Super interesting, especially to draw

•I am actually interested in her as a character. Really like how she is not a medicine cat. (I was one of those people who wanted either warrior or leader Frostpaw btw)

•I’m a sucker for introverts and suffer from sensitivity to loud noises and related heavily to the Gathering scene with Moon

•Was intentionally on the fence about the voice due to Moonpaw being a chimera and that the voice could be her ‘absorbed sister’(mainly due due to chimera misconceptions) but, thankfully the sister is just a funky little mischievous ghost kit

•I know it’s technically part of Tawnypelts, but I am excited to see what they do with the sister especially after the prophecy Tawny received. Hopefully not a Ashfur and Shadowsight dynamic again :/

Tawnypelt

•This part may be controversial. Not really involved with the fandom much, but I never really cared for Tawnypelt. Didn’t dislike or like just neutral. I did enjoy her point of view, just not was included in it

•Don’t see chemistry between Crow and Tawny, but if you enjoy it, more power to you

•Praying her point of view won’t just be traveling in the next few books

•Rant about Tiger and Dove : scroll down to skip

I really, really don’t like Tigerstar and Dovewing in this book. I know it’s Tawny’s view, but those two are annoying me so much I can’t help but to think of them when I think of Tawny’s pov. Tigerstar and Dovewing are huge hypocrites here, I get not wanting for your son to leave, but Dovewing literally left ThunderClan before clan swapping was in the code. I used to ironically enjoy Tigerstar due to his sarcastic comments and insanity, but I honestly dislike him so much. He was possessive of Dove telling her to not vist Birchfeather saying he was giving ‘tough love’. Dove is also way out of character too, being kinda submissive to Tiger when it has been shown she is willing to do what she think is right. Loving how Tiger considers emotionally manipulating his son is ‘tough love’. Then he not only does this but punishes Tawny for visiting her grandson??? When he and dove met in secret. The only good thing about plot is that it is treated like Tiger and Dove are in the wrong. Tiger then doesn’t trust Tawny about the twolegs….Hopefully they remove Tiger from leadership or have him apologize <3

Rant Over

•Birchfeather must be protected and have him live a happy life <3

•My main points about this pov so far is just hating Dove and Tiger, but I did enjoy it more than I wrote. Not much more due to them infuriating me but I do hope we get a move diverse location than the lake this arc

Leafstar

•Leafstar is the only one where I don’t have a lot to say. I love her and loving a leader pov in the main series. Dont know how to feel about her as a leader, since it kinda came out of nowhere and was just made for this arc but ok

•Writers do a good job of making the reader sympathize with Leafstar but also make them understand Skyclan’s pov

•Speaking of SkyClan’s pov, I kinda get where they were coming from, but like I feel like most of Leafstar’s slip ups were mainly consequential. Like I believe they lost the badger fight due to many reasons, but like I feel like it wasn’t Leafstar’s fault. No one knew there were 2-3(I forgot how many) badgers there. It was assumed there was only one so how was Leafstar supposed to plan accordingly?? The only reason Hawkwing succeeded is because he knew how many badgers were there…

•Kinda iffy on Reedclaw. Know where she’s coming from but I feel like she’s less evil and more grief stricken with anger. Hopefully they make her a antagonist not a villain. But knowing how Berryheart started last arc, I’m betting on her being a villian

•Interesting on having an elder pov with Leafstar, assuming she steps down.

•Said I didn’t have a lot to say but I did say a lot 0-0

Overall Points and Predictions for CS

•The book title made me think it was a traveling book and made me nervous, but looks like we are getting those in the next books.. Srs, why Elders’ quest??? The quest was mentioned at the end, but idk what it should’ve been named-

•All She-Cats pov!!!

•As a mothpool fan, I’m fine with CrowxTawny because it leaves Leafpool open :)

•Don’t know if the villains this arc will be twolegs/nature of cats like Reedclaw or Tigerstar

•Weird new book schedule, hopefully the books won’t be rushed due to the wider gap between books

•Now predictions!!!

•Leafstar will become Leafdapple and will join Tawny and prob Crow on the quest in the next books

•The new territories will be located at the gorge

•Hawkwing either picks a nobody for deputy or Reedclaw

•Reedclaw will be a villain(hopefully not)

•Birchfeather will have a tragic end it will go through trauma(hopefully not again)

•Leaf dies

•Tawnypelt and or Crow retires

My mom also reads the books and here are some predictions:

-Tawny and Crow live together in WindClan while Crow becomes leader

-Dark Forest reappears or the purgatory thing that happened in Star is expanded on

-Ghosts are expanded on

-most of the next two books are travel books

-Reedclaw becomes Hawkfrost 2.0

Thanks for reading my review!

[cindersnows]

agreed with flareboi your honor hes just a silly. but also

dark from creation was just a tool for alan. he was never afforded his own identity, he existed just to do alan's dirty work; kill chosen. and he did fairly well! he worked with the other apps properly, he went out of his way not to destroy anything unnecessarily, and it was only when tco blew up minesweeper that he lost at all. tdl wasnt destructive until he started working with tco.

he was convinced chosen would kill him, but they didnt. and he realised that the very person he was made to kill was giving him more sympathy than the one who made him, the one who he was defending with his life. so of course he'd choose the person who actually cared about him.

it was only after joining with tco did tdl get as destructive as he is, because he was just following tco's lead. tco was destructive from the start; tdl only started being so reckless because he felt that was what he had to do based on tco's example.

this extended to the attacks on the internet. tco and tdl eagerly blow up anything in their way, and even if tco was simply hurting the dangerous things (as a chosen one would be expected to do), that doesn't change the fact that they're hurting people.

(i have a few things to say about the "tco only attacked things they thought were bad" theory, which i personally agree with but still judge tco for because i dont think anyone should get to decide who's "bad" and who's "good".)

ok so just a disclaimer; i know you said dark defenders but i need to make it clear that i don't think dark didn't do anything wrong, i just think he's not beyond redemption.

tdl's faults come to light when he doesn't stop to see the harm he's doing to other sticks. obviously, harming anyone is bad, but dark joyfully destroys the homes of other stickfigures, beings just like him, and isnt shown to feel any regret. this is what marks the start of him and chosen growing apart.

i think it's safe to presume that between 2011 and 2018, chodark don't go on any rampages/attacks at all, since the newgrounds attack is shown to be the end of their destruction in the flashback. during this time, dark learns how to code and build robots (a very useful and constructive hobby!), deepens his bond with chosen, and makes some sort of plan for destruction. if chosen attempts to communicate their guilt or tell dark that killing sticks is Bad actually, it's not shown, and that would be a fairly important development in showing dark's character, so i think it's safe to assume chosen didn't do anything like that.

i think the flashback and the showdown make it clear that chosen and dark are both spectacularly terrible at sharing their feelings. dark clearly made the virabots as some sort of gift to chosen, a way to purge the internet of the humans that hurt chosen (and him) for so long. we can extrapolate this from the fact that all the websites dark attempted to send the virabots to near the end of showdown are social media commonly frequented by humans. he doesn't attack scratch, or newgrounds again, or flipnote hatena. it's limited to places like twitter and discord.

chosen, on the other hand, assumes that dark intends to use the virabots to kill sticks exclusively. but many fans take this assumption to be reality; we have to remember that this was chosen catastrophizing, and entirely their own imagination.

now, dark did go and kill all of the cg without any remorse whatsoever. in his eyes, he was just killing the kids getting in the way of his goal; kids working alongside alan. it's not difficult to assume that dark still hates alan for what he did to him and chosen, and has been plotting a revenge for years, the same way victim has been doing from 2018 to 2023. it might just be me but i feel like the fandom gives victim a lot more sympathy than dark, and did so even before ava 11, even though victim is shown to be just as brutal and tunnel-visioned towards revenge as dark is. if we got a dark backstory episode explaining his point of view, i wouldn't be surprised if people started defending him more too.

there's a lot more i could say; like for example in showdown chosen was the one betraying dark, not the other way around, or how dark could understand that what he did was wrong if he was exposed to literally anyone other than the one person who taught him destruction and then felt too scared to tell him they were wrong, but this is long already and i'm in school

so that's why vriska i mean the dark lord did nothing wrong

A message to all Dark Lord defenders

As someone who is vehemently against the idea that Dark is in any way sympathetic, I invite you to try and change my mind, I want to have a conversation with you all, because I genuinely think it's interesting that so many can look at a character who I think is a completely irredeemable asshole and see something more charitable.

So go on Dark defenders, go wild, explain all of your arguments and I will do my best to argue against them (or, maybe even agree with them if I think they make sense.

[feelo-fick]

chilaios telepathy compilation. btw.

also these ones arent telepathy i just think its fun that they defend eachother + are on the same page about alchohol :

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Still very wild to me when people try to gotcha Jason with the whole "if you can kill other people for being evil why can't they kill you" when jason is like. One of the most passively suicidal characters I've ever seen. What if man

[aroaceleovaldez]

full on feel like pjo tv s2 is not gonna hold up so they need to drag as much attention to the series as they can by using nico as a sock puppet w tsats2

im fully expecting the show to go the way of the movies. it doesnt help Sea of Monsters is almost unanimously the least favorite book of the first series. People frequently forget it even exists or what happens in it, especially more casual fans.

Heck, just look at how little fanfare the second season has gotten so far as compared to the build up to s1. I wouldn't be surprised if s2 totally flops. It would be a little funny.

[good-beanswrites]

If it's okay with you, could you write a drabble about the hypothetical aftermath of Amane getting attacked by Kotoko?

Welp thank you pal for making me absolutely insane with this request 👍 I ran through a few hypotheticals and realized I had to shift some things around since there were so many absolutely tragic outcomes. I worked something out but damn if it didn’t make me emotional to think about how uniquely rough Amane has it. Even making sure she's in a good place at the end, this got pretty serious, so warnings for child abuse and cult references. 

(So in canon, Kotoko goes in order and attacks Fuuta, but Kazui steps in. Then she attacks Mahiru while he’s distracted with his injuries. She’s about to attack Amane, but Mikoto gets in the way (my hc that he did it on purpose survives!). By the time they reach a draw, Kazui is back, and the two of them can prevent Kotoko from any further action against Amane. Sticking to this apparent system of three attacks and one rescue, I’m just shuffling around the injuries for this story. Fuuta’s attack went unnoticed, and he’s in the same state as canon Mahiru. Mikoto steps in before Kotoko can fight Mahiru, so Mappi’s the one who get out physically unscathed. While Mikoto checks on Mahiru, recovers himself, or discovers Fuuta, Kotoko is able to attack Amane next. Kazui comes to help, but not before she leaves Amane looking like canon Fuuta.)

Mahiru could practically feel her heart shatter into a million pieces when Amane finally cried in front of her. She hadn’t shed a single tear yesterday – it was the shock, Shidou said. Mahiru was skeptical. After all, she had been shocked, too, and cried plenty.

Amane woke as she came in with breakfast. She took a moment to survey herself, bandages peeking out from beneath her pajamas and an eyepatch securely over her right eye. As calmly as one might say “good morning,” she started to cry. Mahiru might have missed it, if Amane hadn’t wiped at her good eye with her sleeve.

“Oh, sweetheart…!” Mahiru rushed over to her. “It’s okay, I’m here.” She wanted nothing more than to wrap the girl in a secure embrace, but she remembered the mass of bandages that were around her chest. Shidou had mentioned broken ribs and bruises. It took everything in her not to cry along with Amane, at the thought.

“I can get you another ice pack, if you need. Or more medicine.” Her mind spun with ways to help with pain. Many of the first aid supplies had been used to keep Fuuta from the brink of death, but surely there were extras to spare for Amane. 

The girl just shook her head. 

She muttered, “I can’t… I…I’m going to be punished, I’m going to be punished…”

“No! You’re safe now.” Mahiru placed her hands gently on Amane’s arms. “Kotoko’s not coming back. We’re all watching over you. You’re safe. She’s not going to hurt you anymore.” 

“That’s not…” Amane pulled away. Her voice stayed level, despite hiccups interrupting her. A hand reached up to her eyepatch. “It’s this. It’s all of this. It’s sinful. I took it off last night, but he must have…” She started unwrapping it. “They’re going to punish me...” 

With a careful motion, Mahiru held it in place and took Amane’s hands into her own. She’d been picking up on the signs ever since they arrived here together, and a final wave of understanding washed over her. 

“I can’t let you do that.”

Amane’s expression twisted, though words came out far more frantic than fiery. “Let me go.” 

Mahiru didn’t. “I’m sorry. Amane, you need this treatment.”

“That is not your decision to make. That is not any human’s decision to make.”

Mahiru pressed her lips together. “I know. But I can’t watch as you… I can’t sit by again while someone…” She was careful not to apply any pressure, but she could no longer fight the urge to gather Amane up in her arms. “You don’t need to be afraid of those people, anymore.”

“I’m not afraid.” Amane hiccuped. “They love me, and I love them. I need to be good for them.”

“I love you, and I don’t want to see you in pain.”

“You just pity me because I’m young.”

“Why does your age matter? You are a lovely young woman – you are my friend – and I can’t bear to see you in pain.”

The two sat in silence for a moment. Mahiru doubted she would take that as an answer; Amane had refused to call any of the others her friend. At least she didn’t argue. In fact, it seemed she was leaning into the embrace a bit more. She sighed a shaky breath into Mahiru’s uniform.

“Listen, Amane. Can you do me a favor? I’m trying to be a good girl, too. To make up for something awful, I need to make sure you’re alright. Can you help me? Can we be good together?”

A long pause followed. Amane’s voice spoke up, ever so gently.

“I suppose I can consider it.” She added quickly, “for the sake of your redemption. Of course.”

“Of course.”

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

thinking about the elections tonight... bad, cellbit, baghera, and forever are four candidates who are devoted to the island- more specifically, to the residents of the island. They care for the eggs, and they care for each other, and the way they exhibit that care through their primary presidential strategies is fucking fascinating.

Bad is who I watch the most, so I know him best. He's a classic mother hen. He doesn't like to take risks with the eggs, and he likes to prepare. If there's any sort of variable that could hurt an egg then he wants to control it. They have a stable relationship with the federation right now- it's not great, but they know the parameters. Don't trust cucurucho. don't follow cucurucho. send the eggs to NINHO every time there's a threat. the time of day changing means you need to run. Other than that they're p okay and roughly safe. But adding a president could potentially change everything. What if the president makes a rule that makes it easier to kill the eggs? And what about the way a president could cause tensions between the players to rise even higher? The dynamics of the island could change drastically. It's safer to neutralize that threat before it ever becomes a threat. It's easier to stop a war before it can start.

Baghera's primary concern is the way the election is designed to pit the residents against each other. All of them know that the Federation is a threat and she, like Bad, is focused on not letting them hurt more people. But, unlike Bad, she's less resistant to change. If the power is spread to multiple players rather than just one, it will be harder for the Federation to corrupt any one of them. Each time before the Federation has gotten to someone it's done so by isolating them. Felps, Cellbit, Jaiden- they've all spent a lot of alone time with Cucurucho. A council isn't just to consolidate the ideals of the island; a council would protect the players themselves. Sure, there might be disagreements and arguments, but they've had those before (and they're having them now!) and there's no reason to think they wouldn't be able to get through them again.

I hit a bit of a wall with Forever and Cellbit's pov here. Everything I know about their plans are from the debates and paraphrased discussions that have been translated here on tumblr, I'm going to talk less about their explicit plan and more about what the result will entail- a single president who takes responsibility for the island. It seems to me like they've recognized the presidential seat as the powerful opportunity that it is, and they want to take advantage of it. Here's some extra personal speculation but, adding rules, adding or removing mods, proposing public works, enforcing laws- those are just the abilities that are listed. Those are incredible opportunities to make the Federation take action, which is more than they've had before. We've seen before that the Federation isn't perfect; the Federation makes mistakes.

By working with the Federation, by making them take action (in a semi-controlled, semi-predictable way) you open them up to more opportunities for them to fuck up (while benefiting you). And, maybe, one of those fuck ups will be the key to taking them down. Maybe they could reopen ender chests. Maybe they could open the nether. Maybe they could learn why the Federation is holding an election in the first place. It's possible to do all these things with Baghera's plan, sure, but that's not a guarantee and, if someone like Bad is on the council, there's absolutely no way to be sure it would get done. And, if there's a council, then that opens up everyone on the council to the Federation's wiles. If there's just one president, then that's where the Federation's focus will be. By using a single person to build a relationship with the Federation, they only risk that single person. By electing ministers instead of a council, they can ensure that the island residents' needs are being heard while placing the federation's focus on that one person. A point can be made that they've done that before- with varying results. like kidnapping. selling your soul. etc. But! overall, I think they've gained more than they've lost by singling out one person. Because of them, we know that Cucurucho can't be trusted. We know that the Federation has a series of tunnels underneath the island. We know that the Federation not only has some sort of cryo technology, but had some unknown reason to use it. We know that there was another person working with Cellbit to take care of Felps (theorized to be ElQuackity), so we know there's at least one more Fed that isn't Cucurucho + blank-faced workers. There's been risk, but there's absolutely been rewards. This is just a very long meandering way to say that their plan to sacrifice Forever to the presidential seat reminds me very much of Cellbit's plan to sacrifice himself to the federation. They're saving their friends by potentially damning themselves and I, for one, think that is cool as hell.

they all care about each other so much. bad's plan means taking on no more risk. baghera's plan means spreading that risk evenly to stand strong together. and cellbit and forever's plan means taking the risk onto themselves so they can reap the rewards for others. am i reading too much into things? no this is tumblr and this smp is about LOVE and i really genuinely think that their election plans are a fantastic example of just how much they love each other

[chocottang]

the more i think abt goldica the more i like it

[oh-cramity-its-amity]

i love my friends so much. i feel like yesterday i had a lot of shit going on in my head and i woke up to my friend explaining things in a way that put my mind at ease. i dont feel as anxious anymore because i know i was overthinking. i think my dad said it best when he told me that he thought my wonderful brain of mine just wants to think problems are bigger than they actually are. he is right! im just inexperienced in life and half of the time im scared im doing something wrong but- HEY. i need to be more confident in making mistakes. making mistakes doesn't define me as a person!! i need to stop worrying about doing life right and just live for the sake of living and doing what makes me happy!!!!!!!

[icewindandboringhorror]

If you became super rich and could design your own house, but could only add THREE unnecessary/random/expensive home additions (like how people will have bowling alleys, movie theatres, closets with museums of shoes, car display rooms, spa rooms, wine cellars, etc. in their mansions) - what three would you choose?

[tigergendermoved2tigergender]

Remembering the toxic hellscape that was 2015-2019ish SU fandom and just how much hate the show got is really insane when you rewatch the show after it's been a while. Like the show is good what the hell were any of these people talking about

[faggling]

I love taking care of people omggg 😍😍😍