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MY DRAMAVERSE 2024 - Favorite Supporting Performance: JJ Chayakorn Jutamas
1. My Precious the Series (2024) - as Pod (Guest Role) 2. We Are (2024) - as Matthew (Matt) 3. High School Frenemy (2024) - as Nate 4. Perfect 10 Liners (2024-2025) - as Pipo 5. The Heart Killers (2024-2025) - as Thanon/Tanont
#my dramaverse 2024#drama recap 2024#thai drama recap 2024#jj chayakorn#my precious the series#we are#high school frenemy#perfect 10 liners#the heart killers#*gifs#april.gif#so it seems gmmtv will never give me a drama with him and aj as leads won't they#i swear they are more than capable just look at their supporting roles portfolios#(this is a rethoric of course i know why)#the same with pepper. i would need a whole set of jj but as pipo :')#i think matt and pipo truly added to my fun watching both we are and p10l
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I'd like to ask you a very fair question: now that they no-homoed nandermo, now that we know for certain we aren't getting any gay relationship, what makes wwdits so high quality rep over other shows that have gay sex jokes and throw a coming out in an episode? Is it because they're actually having gay sex? Because it's still just played for laughs and treated as less than the canonical straight relationships (also "haha they're pervs who'll fuck anyone" isn't peak bi representation, that said as a bisexual who is a perv who will fuck anyone). What did wwdits do that other similar shows haven't done decades ago to earn that queer media™ recognition and be packed with OFMD and good omens, two actual extremely queer shows with gays having feelings beyond horny?
Not to say I didn't enjoy the episode because I absolutely did (queerbaiting aside), and it's amazing if you find this resolution satisfying. I do too, to some extent (as a start rather than an ending, tbh). But after so many years calling out how they teased a queer relationship they never intended to portray and then hit us with homophobic "let guys be friends" rethoric (you don't have to be homophobic to say homophobic shit) and getting absolutely dragged for it... was it all worth it? Don't you feel a little TJLC? Aren't you kind of mad that nothing has really changed since the days of Sherlock and Supernatural? Or, even worse, that now showrunners can point at characters, go "haha these bitches be gay af" and get awards for queer representation?
I love wwdits, even when I hate it. Nobody forced them at gunpoint to write season 3 and 4 like that, or be purposefully vague about what they were going for, or teasing the possibility of nandermo all over the marketing. If things have continued to go like in season 1 and 2, I'd be more than cool with this ending. If they had gone "holy shit, we didn't want to make it seem like it'd actually happen, we just thought it was funny that they acted so gay" and course-corrected after season 3 instead of doubling down, I wouldn't even call it queerbait. Sometimes people making media don't know how it's going to be received and that's okay. It becomes bait when you refuse to clarify and after pulling all that shit you act like fans are insane for noticing.
So by all means, continue to enjoy wwdits. This show means so much to me and if it had remained a plotless sitcom without character development that is just meant to make me laugh, I'd call it one of the best comedies I've ever watched. It's just that, in retrospective, they took the show in a direction that made no sense for them, ran with it for far too long and then asked why people expected so much from a show that wasn't meant to have any depth, despite all the times they tried to make it look like they knew where they were going.
#wwdits#nandermo#nandor the relentless#guillermo de la cruz#wwdits spoilers#negativity#wwdits negativity
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Yellow Mailboxes
Sniperscout
The sweet spring air flooded Mick's nose as he stepped out of the house. He lit a cigarette and waited for Jeremy and the kids to get into the car to go to the school assembly.
"You sure you ain't coming, Mickey?"
Jeremy asked his boyfriend as he loaded his kids into the car.
"Yeah. Besides, it's parents only and, y'kno--"
Mick trailed off and gestured to himself. Jeremy nodded, showing his understanding. It's not that they were ashamed to be together, it was just dangerous right now.
"Okay, We'll see ya--Tanya!"
Jeremy failed to catch the little girl who jumped out of the car and ran over to Mick to hug him.
"Why aren't ya coming, Mickey?"
Mick threw his cigarette onto the porch next to him and crouched down to be at the girls level.
"Well, sweetheart, it's parents only and I'm not your legal parent. Besides, there's stuff I gotta do around the house while you lil rascals are gone."
He ruffled her hair, which made her giggle.
"Okay. I'll bring you back pamphlets!"
The little girl skipped happily back to her dad, who helped her into the car, fastening her seat belt. He waved to Mick as he opened the driver's side door.
"We'll see ya soon!"
Mick waved back and picked up his cigarette and put it out in the ash tray sitting on the porch railing. Time to get to work.
Mick went to his camper van and opened the back door to get out the paint cans and the corresponding tools. He brought them over to the beaten up mailbox and opened one of the cans. It was a pale yellow, a color Jeremy's fond of. He grabbed the wide paint brush and carefully began painting over the gray mail box. Once he was done he decided he needed to let it dry, so he took a break and cleaned up a bit. Mostly tidying up the yard and living room, making sure all of the kids toys are put away so Jeremy doesn't have to worry about doing that when he gets home. Of course, they're going to have to do it again later, but it would be nice for him to walk into a clean house along with his newly mailbox.
A few hours passed and Mick went into the kitchen to grab the stickers he would use to adorn the Mailbox's side.
Willis
He went back to the mail box to check if it was dry enough. He deduced that it was, so he lit a cigarette and got to work. He was finishing up the last letter when Jeremy's car pulled up. Mick cursed under his breath, but decided it wasn't too big of a deal, since he was done. Mick stood up and shoved the trash into his pockets. He'll deal with it later. The four excited kids ran past him, Tanya being the only one who stopped to hand him the pamphlets she promised him before running off to join her siblings. Jeremy met Mick by the mailbox and beamed.
"What's all this, Mickey?"
The question was rethorical, Mick knew that, but he still answered.
"I painted your, uhm, mailbox."
He awkwardly patted the top of the mailbox, which made Jeremey laugh.
"Aww, Mick, that's so sweet!"
Mick blushed.
"Yeah, well, you mentioned wantin' to paint over it, so, I, uh, wanted to suprise ya."
Mick shoved his hands in his pockets, years of knowing Jeremy never made him any better at romance, but Jeremy didn't seem to mind. He was too busy admiring the soft yellow and the large white lettering.
"It looks really good! I love this color!"
Mick smiled.
"I know. You always talk about how warm and inviting it is. And how it reminds ya of ya mum."
Jeremy looked at Mick, tears forming in his eyes.
"I love you, Mick."
Mick grinned and wrapped his arm around Jeremy, directing him inside. "
"I love ya too, Roo."
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Hi
I wanted to request a bane x reader fanfic where bane don't wear a mask and he come come across a girl avery young one at that and they have such strong chemistry and then they fall for each other of course bane is reductant at first but then he abandoned his job as a mercenary to be with her and spend time with her.they go shopping they go to beach they like to devour each other they simply can't get enough. Thanks alot
"Guy for That"| Bane x reader
A/N: hello, hello! I know it's been a while, but I hope this will count as tagging, and you'll find yourself back to this. This kind of picks up in the middle of things but the context is what you asked for <3 It is also inspired by "Guy for That" by Post Malone. Hence the name lol. Enjoy ��
(okay but how cute is he in this gif omg??)
I'm pretty good at breakin' down a heart But pickin' up the pieces is the hard part She's searchin' for someone who's gonna build it back But I ain't got a guy for that
Before meeting Bane, y/n had never believed in that portrayal of love where the two were inseparable and never had enough of the other. She had always loved her me time and, so far, had never been with someone that made her want to spend all of her time with them.
However, when a certain beefy bald man came into her life, she finally understood.
It almost embarrassed her to admit but she always wanted more. More time together, more of his attention, more of his care, more of their conversations, more of their quiet moments, more of his hands on her, more of them laying in bed talking about everything and nothing.
Just more of him.
The only thing that appeased her embarrassment was that Bane seemed on the same wavelength. He always came back for more. She needn't ask for it.
It had been the most magical months of her life.
It hadn't been with its challenges, though. Living with a mercenary wasn't exactly a piece of cake. But they had handled everything together.
So when Bane came home one night and asked her to sit because they needed to "talk", she knew it was just another hurdle they had to cross.
Never would she have imagined, though, that his reason was... ridiculous. Simply put, it was absolute nonsense and y/n wouldn't stand for it.
"Unbelievable," y/n scoffed.
"What?" Bane's temper was rising as well. Gesturing vaguely to himself, "Did you think I'd be your prince charming?"
"You know I don't give a flying fuck about princes and princesses, Bane!" She said, her voice raising at the absurd implication.
"You're a fucking mercenary, for fuck's sake. Do you take me for a fool?"
"If you think of me as someone who could put your heart back together, then yes. You might as well be one."
Despite being filtered by his mask, Bane's voice had the uncanny ability to portray every shade of emotion. So, y/n knew when it was flat and monotone, like in this instance, it was on purpose.
"You know what, Bane?" she chose to be the bigger person and ignore his insult. "I'm not having this conversation with you. Either you have a valid reason for wanting to break up or I refuse, okay? You cannot break up with me."
"Being concerned for your safety and questioning the future of this relationship is a valid reason to have this conversation." He quipped.
"Using your line of work is a useless argument because I already know, don't I? Knew it from the beginning actually."
"Should I question your sanity as well then?"
"Why is it a problem all of the sudden when this," she said pointing to them, "has been going on for a while?"
The question was rather rethoric but when she saw that Bane was about to reply, she knew he wouldn't let this go soon. So, raising a hand, she stopped him, "I don't think it's about you being a mercenary at all."
"I think things are getting real, and you're getting scared," she said softly despite the frustration she was feeling. It was a sore spot for both of them, letting go and trusting the other. But y/n knew that for Bane it was even harder given his past.
She knew that was exactly the point, and Bane's silence confirmed it. Sighing, she took his hands in hers. Hands that had inflicted an immense amount of pain but that could also been so gentle and caring when it came to her. Those hands that she loved feeling caressing her skin, whether it was during aftercare or in those lovely, quiet moments they shared.
"Look, babe, I know it's scary, okay? Fuck, I'd even say terrifying. But I want you to know I'm not going down without a fight."
Bane's piercing eyes were unblinking on hers. It felt like he was staring into her soul. And y/n was hellbent on proving that her word was true. Bane had been such a solid presence in her life these past few months. Now, she was ready to return the favour. He could lean on her for stability. No matter his impressive size, she wouldn't crumble.
"Let's just go to bed, okay? We can sleep on it and talk about it tomorrow."
"I've got some work to do."
"Okay then, I'll be here when you get back." Y/n stood up and left the room after leaving a kiss on his temple.
Whether it was true or not, y/n would leave him alone for tonight. She had said her piece, and if he needed time to process it, then so be it.
She would be here when he returned, and she was not going down without a fight.
#bane x reader#bane fic#bane imagines#bane dc#bane#bane tom hardy#tom hardy#the dark night trilogy#claire writes#post malone song inspired#angst#then fluff
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color you in | jjk
— pairing: boxer!jk x f. reader
— genre: fluff, slight smut | college au, boxer!jk
— word count: 3.1k
— warnings: long-haired, glasses-wearing jk, annoying and bratty oc, (shes just horny im sorry guys), neck kisses, tattoo tour by jk, a bit of past childhood story, all while jk does his coding assignment (again).
— summary: jeongguk just wants to do his coding assignment in peace. you won't let him.
— author's note: i wanted to write about jk's tattoo meaning since he shared such a personal thing with us.. but of course with boxer!gguk's oc.. that would be hard without some spice hahaha T_T tweaked some a bit to fit the non-idol nature of this jk. hope it doesnt take away the real meaning behind his tattoos :) enjoy!
masterlist | boxer!gguk masterlist
It’s ten minutes to six in the evening when you barge into Jeongguk’s bedroom to find him on his desk yet again, typing away at his laptop with glasses perched on his nose. The very same prescription glasses that made heat lick at your insides the last time you were here, a tool for his never-ending tricks of getting you to do what he wants. You’ve meditated after the events of that night to force your brain into thinking that Jeongguk in glasses does not look that hot for you to be drooling every single time, confident that you’ll get over them soon the way you got over his sleeve tattoos. One look at him now proves your efforts pointless, though, as he looks—for lack of a better word—even hotter in his glasses, black t-shirt (it’s not oversized this time!), and even longer hair than the last time you saw him.
How is it possible that you just saw him barely two weeks ago and his hair already reached his chin? (Which, combined with his glasses, makes him look so good you just want to jump him right here, right now—you already said that but whatever. Your boyfriend is hot. Period.)
Instead of saying hi like a normal girlfriend would, you climb into his lap sideways to tear his attention away from the codes on his laptop screen. Jeongguk blinks as he accepts the way your weight settles on his thighs, left arm wrapping around your body to prevent you from tilting backwards. You wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in the crook of it, denying him of the eye-contact he tries to make.
“Hi…?” Jeongguk tries, the breath from his chuckle tickling the baby hairs on your forehead. “What are you doing here, babe?”
“Your mom let me in,” you mumble, not exactly answering his question.
“Yeah, she must have, I can see,” he muses, hands slowly going back to his keyboard to continue his assignment. “I suppose she didn’t tell you I’m doing my codes which is due tonight?”
“She did,” you hum. “She also told me to remind you to take a break and that dinner’s at seven. Told me I’m welcome to stay as well.”
“Sure you are, she loves having you around.”
“So you don’t?”
“I do,” Jeongguk chuckles. “But maybe not exactly right now. You’re warm, it’s distracting me from my codes.”
“That’s the point,” you say in a duh tone, turning your head to glance at his face. The light from his laptop screen reflects on the lens of his glasses, dancing across his brown irises in time with the speed of his fingers on the keyboard. You watch the codes go on and on for about five seconds before giving up, the array of symbols and numbers making your head spin. It’s amazing how his eyes stay unwavering behind the glasses, not at all bothered by the sheer amount of seemingly-random text on the screen.
“Why are you in glasses again? I thought you knew it does things to me.”
The way Jeongguk’s fingers halt their movement at once is almost comical.
“I’m … doing my assignment??”
You know your question sounds ridiculous and rethorical and your boyfriend’s reaction is a hundred per cent justified, but you don’t care. It’s his own fault for looking that hot in a simple getup of black t-shirt and prescription glasses, his own fault for letting his hair get so long it’s almost to his shoulder. It’s really his own fault that you’re repeating this monologue in your head, not being able to think straight anymore when your mind is echoing Jeongguk, Jeongguk, Jeongguk non-stop.
The jumbled thoughts in your mind manifests itself into you puckering up your lips to softly land them on Jeongguk’s skin, your first target being the mole on his neck. It’s one of your favorite features of his to kiss, to nip, to caress with your tongue until he’s a shuddering mess beneath your touch. You slowly trail your lips upwards to his jaw, to his cheek, to his sensitive ear where you give a small, almost playful bite with a faint scrape of your teeth. Jeongguk barely reacts, though, not even a hitch in his intakes of breath.
Instead of feeling upset, you feel more amazed at his self-restraint right now, being able to ignore his girlfriend literally sitting on his lap and peppering slow, sensual kisses on his skin. You decide to step up your game, brushing your fingertips against his skin to tuck his hair behind his ear so you can whisper into it and have your words be heard clearly.
“Wouldn’t you rather do me right now, Jeon?”
The way you let your lips faintly graze the shell of his ear is totally intentional, so is the huge sigh you let wash over the surface of his skin. Your lips go back on their journey down the side of Jeongguk’s throat, this time introducing your tongue to the equation that elicits a tiny shiver he tries to supress. His ever-so-solid resolve is starting to break and you’re happily opening your arms for when it crumbles down to the ground.
You’ve arrived back at the mole on his neck, wrapping your mouth around it before sinking down your teeth firmly on the flesh that (finally!) makes Jeongguk’s breath hitch. You continue your ministrations by licking over the bite marks, making sure to drag your tongue slowly over his reddened skin. When you start sucking on the spot to paint pretty bruises on his throat, a grip on your chin forces you to angle your head away only to receive a pair of lips over your own.
A contented sigh erupts from your chest, a sound you’re sure goes straight to Jeongguk’s nether region because he adjusts his position slightly, his left hand gripping your waist until your t-shirt is bunched up in his fist. In turn, you tighten your hold around his neck, preparing yourself for the onslaught of kisses you’re sure to receive from his warm mouth. Kisses that will lead to exciting events that involve you moaning out his name in pleasure.
Moan his name you do—in frustration in lieu of pleasure—when he pulls away from the kiss just as you were about to deepen it.
“Sorry, babe,” he says apologetically, a bit breathless from the onslaught of kisses you gave him. “But later, alright? I really need to get this done by tonight.”
Your response of quiet echoes in the room, your eyes glassy from both being clouded by lust and wanting to cry because that lust is not acted upon by your very hot boyfriend. The grip he has on your chin softens before he moves to craddle your cheek in his palm, stroking your cheekbone gently with his thumb.
“Hey,” he whispers. “I promise I will tend to your needs once I finish this assignment, okay?” When you’re still wordless, his hold on your cheek becomes firm, and you try to focus on his eyes while he talks. “Need you to promise not to distract me again, though. No orgasms if you do.”
“Nooo,” you whine, kicking your feet like a petulant child being denied a candy bar. You notice Jeongguk moving his leg yet again to adjust himself, a miniscule movement you’re sure he thinks will slip from your aroused mind. Little does he know your senses are heightened when you’re as strung up as you are right now, so you blurt out a fact that you both already know: “You’re semi-hard already!”
Jeongguk scoffs. “Yeah, your kisses are killer, baby.”
You continue to jut your bottom lip out, hoping it will be enough to change his mind. Jeongguk sighs, lips pulled into a straight line which makes the mole under his lip peek out, tempting you to lean forward to land a smooch on it. Before you have a chance to act out your thoughts, you’re halted by a firm grip on your shoulder courtesy of Jeongguk’s right hand. The hand that extends to a muscular, bulky, tattooed arm.
His tattoos. How could you forget about their existence only because of the twin lenses perched on his nose? How could you forget that before those goddamn glasses, it was those ink on his arm that made you weak in the knees? How could you?
Whatever words Jeongguk is saying right now sound like white noise to you, your eyes focused on the taut muscle of his bicep and the colored masks peeking from under his short sleeve. They seem to be dancing in your eyes, the blacks mingling with the colors contrasting the milky white of his skin tone, painting a beautiful picture with a story only he can tell.
When you speak next, you sound like you’re in a trance.
“Your tattoos … God, why are you so hot?”
Your boyfriend halts himself mid-sentence, round eyes blinking owlishly at your dazed expression before he follows your line of sight, chuckling when he realizes how focused you are on the tattoos on his arm. “Still loving the inks?”
You let out an affirmative hum, fingers slowly tracing the red tiger lily flower on his forearm. “You know … you never told me what your tattoos mean.”
“Really?” He lets go of your shoulder to fix his glasses before going back to his keyboard, fingers hovering over the keys and ready to type again. “I just assumed you already know some of them.”
“Well, just ones you got super early,” you say, grabbing his right arm to turn it around, searching for the tattoo you’re talking about. “Like this flower, and the Chinese saying on your elbow. And here … didn’t you use to have three stripes over here?”
“I did,” Jeongguk confirms, softly pulling his arm from your grasp to take your hand in his to offer a bargain and plead if he has to. “I’ll explain one by one, but you have to promise to let me do my assignment. It really is due tonight at eleven fifty nine, and I’m only about three-quarters done. Please, babe?”
You pout. “It’s not like I’m not letting you work on purpose …” The look Jeongguk gives you is enough to make you relent. “Okay, fine, I’ll just sit here and trace your tattoos while you explain and work on your codes.”
“Good girl.”
You refuse to admit those two words have such an effect on you that you have to hold down a shiver like Jeongguk did earlier. Instead, you move your fingers to trace your boyfriend’s skin once again, finally settling on the cover-up of the three stripes tattoo he used to have near his wrist.
“Okay, this one. Why a snake?”
Jeongguk stops typing for a second to glance at the tattoo even though he only has one involving a snake. “Oh, we start heavy,” he chuckles. “Uh … how do I say this? You know that snakes shed skin, right? They do that to give way for a new one, for me that symbolizes growth. So this snake is to say that I want to keep growing … to be a better person every day.”
“That’s very … deep of you,” you say, entranced. “What about this treble clef? Always wondered about this one, honestly, does it have to do with the fact that you used to sing in junior high?”
Your fingers brush against the musical note next to the snake, one that you remember being there since the start and didn’t undergo a cover-up.
The smile Jeongguk slips out is wistful, the way his thumb joins yours in caressing the tattoo tells you that this ink is one of the important ones for him.
“Do you see it connected to a chain?” His finger trails said chain, until it reaches a mic and further back to a clock he has near his elbow. “And it connects to a mic, then a clock with the time of my birth. It was three twenty-three, or three twenty-six? Yeah, around that time …” He continues stroking the numbers on the clock. “And you’re right. I’ve always wanted to be a singer ever since I was little, a fact I’m sure you know from all those years listening to me sing growing up.”
You do remember the times when he would sing all day, on the way to school, in between classes, on school functions, on the way home. There was never silence in your friendship, either filled by his wonderful voice or by the sound of you two bickering. You thought it was just a phase, because as soon as you stepped into high school, he closed the mic and started his rainbow-colored-tshirt phase. It never occured to you that it was a buried dream he kept alive by blowing on the dying embers.
“Why didn’t you pursue it?” Your whisper rings loud in the quiet room.
“Singing?” He shakes his head. “Too many obstacles, not enough resources. Wasn’t worth my whole life to pursue something too unclear.” His fingers brush the clock tattoo all the way to the treble clef. “This is just a tribute to my childhood, a reminder that once upon a time, there was Little Jeongguk who dreamed to sing. A reminder to keep that dream alive, even by mere inks on my arm. Who knows, maybe one day you could see me on TV, singing those crappy pop song with my melodious voice, charming everyone in town.”
Jeongguk grins, and that’s enough to tell you that he has made his peace with the situation. He taps the tattoo twice, motioning for you to continue tracing over them for new meanings and new stories.
Your finger points to the tiger lily next to the treble clef, one of your favorite tattoos of his. It’s drawn in a way that it covers three words behind it: Please love me, in bold capital letters. You wonder if the two has any connection or if it was just placed like that for creative purposes.
“It’s my birth flower,” Jeongguk starts. “Tiger lily as a birth flower symbolizes confidence, pride. I want to always be confident even in places I wouldn’t normally be, so this tattoo is just to remind me of that.” His thumb rubs over the red-orange flower fondly. “Plus, it’s pretty, don’t you think?”
“It is,” you agree, liking the ink even more after knowing the meaning behind the beautiful shape and color. You realize he missed the explanation for the three words behind the tiger lily, so you inquire with a swipe of your thumb over the black letters. “Does this have to do with the flower in any way?”
“Oh, yeah, I’ve read some people said that tiger lily also means ‘I dare you to love me’ or ‘Please love me’, so I put the two together like that,” he explains, a playful lilt suddenly present in the tone of his next words. “Kind of a nudge at you too, though, when we were going away for college and you still saw me as the scrawny kid who you’ve gone through childhood with.”
You groan. “Will you stop?? I didn’t know!”
“Well, to be fair, neither did I until too late into the college years where I couldn’t see you whenever I wanted like I had used to, so. There’s that.”
“So you just realized that you liked me after being away from me for, what, two years?”
“Yep.”
“Very late realization, indeed,” you muse. “So, tattoo tour, over?”
“You haven’t even gotten to my upper arm yet.” Jeongguk rubs over his bulging bicep all the way to his shoulder, sliding the short sleeve of his t-shirt upwards for you to get a clear view of his shoulder tattoo. “Oh, and my shoulder too.”
“Well, I’d love to, but you’ve gotten preoccupied with explaining your tattoos to me that you haven’t touched your codes for the past fifteen minutes.” You grimace while looking at the blinking cursor on his screen. “But okay, I’ll bite. What is that on your shoulder? I can’t ever seem to figure it out.”
“Supposed to be a moon,” he says nonchalantly, sliding the sleeve back down to block your view of the fading tattoo. It looks rather gray against his skin compared to the other black or colorful ones, the odd one out among the others. “But it’s kinda ruined now and I need to get it recolored or covered up, which I’m too lazy to do so it just sits there like that for now.”
“Recolored?” An idea pops into your head. “How about I recolor it for you?”
Without waiting for his answer, you proceed to lean over his torso to slide his sleeve back up before promptly sinking your teeth down on the flesh, eliciting a surprised yelp out of him. Soothing the skin with your tongue, you make sure to trace the drawing with that wet muscle of yours slowly, sensually, so he’s reminded of the reason you’re here in the first place.
When you start sucking on the reddened flesh, he lets out a shuddering breath while holding your waist in a vice grip. He doesn’t pull you away, though, so you see it as a green light to continue. Might as well take your chance while you still can.
After several more bites, licks, and sucks, you deem his skin colorful enough to pull away. You brush your thumb over the pretty artwork you’ve just done on your boyfriend, feeling proud of your “recoloring” work. “There, all recolored.”
Jeongguk lets out a huge sigh, resigned to his fate. “You’re really horny, aren’t you?”
“Very.”
“Still wet from earlier?” He lifts one eyebrow, challenging.
“Always wet for you, baby.”
“Fuck.” Jeongguk takes a glance at the clock before pulling his glasses off his nose. “We got ten minutes.” He leans forward to connect his lips to yours, this time not hesitating to use his tongue and teeth. His right hand slips underneath the band of your sweatpants, past your underwear to swipe at your clit before teasing a dip at your entrance, making you moan.
“Huh, was about to ask if ten minutes is enough,” he says before biting your bottom lip. “If you’re this wet we’re gonna finish in five.”
“Fuck, I don’t care how long, just stop teasing and make me cum already.”
“So demanding. Watch that mouth when I give you two back to back.”
“Was hoping you’d give me more—oh.”
It’s gonna be a really packed ten minutes.
a/n: jk's tattoo tour felt like a fever dream—but maybe that's just because i dreamed of him doing the exact same thing around 3 years ago.. anyway. really thankful that he decided to share such a personal part of his life to us :') any feedbacks (and maybe ideas for the next shenanigans this couple could pull off) are welcome in my askbox or here! thank you for reading :D
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I read Scarescrow : year one and I have a lot of thoughts (including the fact that Dick's the real MVP of this story, and also wtf do you mean Scarecrow's fear gas had Dick see two Batmen like the meanings this could have have you thought this through writer) but first, can we talk about the fact that Bruce is absolutely deranged ?? How come no one ever mentions this ?
Scarecrow : year one #2
Dick and Bruce have been investigating Scarecrow's murders and attacks, found out his identity, and managed to prevent him from killing his father. During that encounter, Dick hit Jonathan Crane in the back, allowing Bruce to hold him, until Dick picked up an object Scarecrow'd thrown at Bruce and got hit by fear gas.
This made him see Scarecrow as another Batman (the significance of Dick's greatest fear being Bruce at that age I have no words), which of course gave an opportunity to Scarecrow to confuse Dick while fighting Bruce. Bruce tried to use a mace can against him, but this made Dick think Scarecrow was going to gas Bruce so he threw himself at Bruce thinking this was Scarecrow, and Scarecrow escaped.
After that, Dick and Bruce knew Scarecrow's next victim would likely be his mother, and they interrogated Mr. Crane to know where his former lover lived.
So that's the next scene, right, and Bruce is casually looking at his miscroscope to analyze Scarecrow's costume while Dick is wondering when they're going to save Karen Keeny, growing impatient and worried for her safety. And Dick gets ready to go, and Bruce's first question is "Where're you off to ? It's late." Like, okay, I get it, it's a normal question and they couldn't be sure Scarecrow was going to try to off his mother that same night, but at the same time why is he so casual about this ? Were you thinking Dick was going to drink a glass of eggnog and go to bed, Bruce ?
Dick explains that he's afraid they might be too late to save Karen, and walks toward the door to leave. Bruce calls out to him once, but Dick ignores him so Bruce shouts "Hey ! I'm talking to you !". And, like, again, this could very well be the words of a parent annoyed that their kid's ignoring them but I can't help but find this funny, though I can't quite put my finger on why.
Is it the way those words could also be said by a five-year old to their parent or by a twelve-year old to their friend ? Is it the emphasis on the word "talking" as if it was an out of the ordinary thing to do for Bruce ? Is it the fact that he could've said "come back here !" but chose "I'm talking to you" after only saying one word before that ?
Then Bruce is paraphrasing a basketball player, and I get the point, I really do. He's right to tell Dick it's important to be prepared for one's opponent, but there's something so dramatic about the way he stands there against the light quoting Ed Mcauley as if he were Yoda imparting wise words. He couldn't just explain that if they faced Scarecrow now without preparation, they might get hit with the fear gas again and lose, could he ?
From that Dick concludes Bruce is afraid of facing Scarecrow, and Bruce answers that yes, he is, that those who aren't afraid and "do what [they] do" are like Scarecrow, that is murdering sociopaths. And, you know, it is a great lesson. It's great to teach Dick that it's normal to be afraid of an encounter with someone dangerous, that he should be afraid.
But why is then asking Dick if he wants to be like him ? Just what is the point of that question ? Does he really think this'll work as a rethoric tactic to convince Dick not to go ? How are the two things related ? "You're not afraid to face Scarecrow without being prepared enough, Dick ? Well that's the kind of things that defines this man we've been tracking who drugs people into ripping their own insides out of fear. You wouldn't want to be like that, right Dick ? So stay inside !".
My brave little Dick then goes on to say that it doesn't matter, he has to try to save this woman no matter what, and this is the moment we enter the twilight zone and Bruce goes into deranged territory.
He starts this speech about how Dick blew his chance to capture Scarecrow and won't get another one. And I sort of get the meaning, I guess it was supposed to be about the idea that Dick wouldn't come out okay if he faced Scarecrow again and the conditions stayed the same. But why is he acting like he's talking to a soldier who failed ? Especially considering Bruce himself admitted after Scarecrow escaped that he shouldn't have used the mas can, that it'd confused Dick.
It reads as : "You failed, soldier. You will not get another chance to prove yourself. Let your general do the work."
Then he goes on to say "He doesn't want you anyway, he wants me." Like, hello ? What have you been smoking, Bruce ? Since when has this ever been the point ? I guess you've been angsting about the similarities between Scarecrow and you since the beginning of the story, but why in the world are you making this about what Scarecrow wants ? What about Scarecrow made you think "This man's become my archnemesis and I will not let my son and trusted partner come help me !" ? The two Batmen ? Is this anger and fear about what Dick saw when he was hit with the gas ? I'm just... fascinated by the arguments being used.
I'm obsessed about this "anyway". Why did you use "anyway", Bruce ? Does that mean there might've been a point in Dick's coming if Scarecrow'd wanted him there ?
Why is Bruce sounding like a woman in love with a toxic man and who's berating her rival ?
And all this time, because I haven't even mentioned the worst part yet, he's doing this speech while beckoning Dick, only to pinch a pressure point in his neck to make him unconscious ??
What the hell ?
My man couldn't calmly explain his plan to Dick. Have a discussion about patience. Ground him in the cave. Call Alfred to watch over him. Trap him in that office. Ask him to trust him. Just incapacitate this 12 or 13-year old child (at most, Dick was probably younger than that) without making him unconscious. Do any of those things before going for more extreme methods. No, no, he goes straight for the Vulcan nerve pinch !
And we're not really shown what happened after, and I'm morbidly curious. Did Bruce tell Alfred about this ? Did Bruce carry Dick somewhere so he could rest while he was unconscious ? Did this fucker leave his office while Dick was unconscious on the floor ?
All we know is that when Dick woke up, he and Alfred took an helicopter to go to Bruce, and the most likely interpretation is that when Dick woke up, he alerted Alfred to the situation and they both went there as reinforcements, cursing about Bruce being obsessive and refusing help.
Dick went inside the house, walked in there confidently and cheerfully, Bruce asked him how he was feeling (because he's made this boy unconscious damn it Bruce why are you like this), Dick dismissed the nerve pinch as just another Tuesday before going straight to the baby to hold her and taunting Bruce because he could.
Bruce ended up holding the baby, visibly disgruntled, Dick cooed and marvelled at that while holding Bruce's arm with both of his own. He asked Bruce if he'd like to have a little baby, and Bruce replied by asking Dick whether he'd like to have another Vulcan nerve pinch. And it is funny, but also there's nothing normal about this ??
Scarecrow : year one #2
Never, ever get it into your head there's anything remotely normal about Bruce.
#dick grayson#bruce wayne#i swear i laughed incredulously when i read that#like#bruce you lunatic what the actual fuck#whoever thinks dick's the drama queen in this family hasn't looked hard enough at bruce
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"I'd love to stop being an asshole to this large group of people in my fandom, honestly - truly I would! But unfortunately, I loathe the way they (as in all of them most of them, of course) go about being participating in my fandom, so have decided that I'm justified in generalizing large swathes of them and also that they deserve me being an asshole to them in various ways. Also their shipping practices are akin to tradwifery, creepy predators, and general terfishness, as I've stated matter-of-factly on multiple occasions. So there. Did I mention they were the toxic ones?"
I genuinely had a hard time reading this because it's so hard to understand
I'm not 'making generalizations,i'm describing my experience in the Atla fandom,including the examples i used of Z/Ks usually being the ones to instigate the fights and not other way around?????If that dosen't apply to you,especially because i said i know not all Z/Ks are like,idk why you'd get offended and Z/K isn't like an identity,why're you so uppity about it the blanket term😭I've done research on the stuff i've stated Z/Ks do to make sure i don't fall under it on accident(though for irl reasons to unlearn it to be a good person,not for Atla obvs)and they fall under it in definition and historical meanings,not 'my opinion'
Like words mean things.How am i the toxic one for insulting people for lying about canon to jutify insulting others first and repeating dangerous rethoric?Can you outside,i think the terminally online terminates are finally disentagrating your brain.'I ship Zutara' is not a valid reason to do whatever you want no matter what jfc,y'all have such a persecution complex and love evading responsibility for the shitty things you do,it's like you're rich middle schoolers or some shi'
Anyway,mod,i feel bad sending this rant so mod,here's a fun poll idea:Would Katara perfer s'mores or cupcakes?
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@ anon who said
Milgram is LITERALLY about forgiving KILLERS and you are going question what is fine on real life or no? It is a rethorical question because OF COURSE if they were real persons you wouldn't forgive them... (I hope so)
Do you consider a person who got an abortion a "killer"? To what extent will you consider a person whose fetus terminates a "killer"? Would you consider a person who miscarriages a "killer"? I'm not talking about Prisoner 03 here, I'm talking about "real persons" who have had lived these experiences and have had an abortion or miscarriage before. Are you still sure that "OF COURSE[...] you wouldn't forgive them"?
Do you consider a person who commits suicide a "killer" for killing their own self? Are you not going to forgive them?
Would you consider a person who was in an unhappy relationship a "killer" when they separate with their significant other and that once-significant-other kills themself? If two close friends agreed to live together for many years—a civil partnership/union—separated and one of them commits suicide, would you consider that surviving person a "killer"? Could you forgive them?
Do you consider a person who talked something that could or could not be true about an internet stranger a "killer" when that stranger kills themself? Are they only a "killer" if they talked shit about some random stranger on the internet? Are they still a "killer" if that person talked so well of that internet stranger that the internet stranger killed themself?
Would you consider a person who medically has a condition where their body can move on its own and they don't even know that it—their body—had been walking and talking and moving and when their hands move on their own, outside of their conscious knowledge and control, harms a person, a "killer"? If your body moved on its own and you didn't know why or how it was happening and your hands killed someone, would you consider yourself a "killer"? Could you forgive yourself?
Would you consider a person who killed a murderer unforgivable? If that person killed a child murderer, could you forgive them? What if that person killed a serial killer, a serial killer who knows they can get away with it because of their socioeconomic status and power- Is that unforgivable?
Not once here have I talked about any MILGRAM prisoners in particular- all I've written are experiences "real persons" have lived through. So, which of these "real persons" do you consider are a "killer"? Would you not forgive these "real persons" that exist and might've been someone you've even talked to before?
I'm unsure if your confession is bait or not, but what type of person would you consider a "killer"? Can you forgive someone you consider a "killer?" Can you forgive someone other people consider a "killer" but you don't?
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first course completed!
that was arc 1 of introduction to magic.
and this is the first drawing i made of the main characters all the way back in 2019
what is this
now that the first arc is done i would like to take a chance to actually stop and properly self promote a little here. it was about time.
i am currently writing a novel called Introduction to magic, an examination of a magic system i came up with by way of following the lessons of magical apprentice Katerina Dolcevita under the aprenticeship of Maria Bellanova. the best way i have to summarize the feel and tone of it all is Fantasy AU-R63! Rick and Morty. imagine if rick and morty were both women and they were exploring magic rather than sci fi.
the first arc is intended to be a prologue of sorts, to get you up to speed with the nature of this world and the nature of the two main characters.
where this came from
i came up with the story and the concept around this world proper in 2021, while reading pale. i was looking at all the extra material that wildbow had written for its magical world and i found myself really wishing that we didnt have to just see excerpts from the magical books like famulus or 100 years lost. and it came to me that if i really want a book about magic to exist then i can just write one myself.
the magic system in this story follows a bunch of my own deeply held beliefs about life and magic. mainly that is kind of silly how we insists magic doesnt exist when we have things like computers and planes and psychodelics. it occured that if we were to live in a world where magic was real we wouldnt call it magic either, we would just think of it as the normal state of affairs. there is a post i read here, which i cant find right now, which said something about how weird conciousness is, how strange the fact that conciousness arises from the specific configuration of a brain. about how conciousness is the last, mysterious, seemingly ineffable property of reality. they concluded that we live in a fantasy world where our magic system has only one spell "summon daemon". obviously a lot of it was merely poetic and rethorical devices to see with fresh eyes of wonder something we take for granted.
and a lot of this book stems from a similar wish to want to see the mundane with eyes of wonder once again, which is why i insist that low level magic in this world is things as basic as writing and lighting a fire. is also the reason why a lot of the titles that i use for the magic specializations are normal every day professions.
the second, stronger impulse was to try to come up with a system of magic that could be broad enough to grasp all possible forms of magic humans have come up with and yet simple enough that could be understood in a few pages. the classification system i use on this book is based on all the broadest, most basic forms of magic practisce that i have seen in history and fiction. manipulating signs as drawings and writing, manipulating sound as voice and song, using tools and props, moving the body, combining and refining substances and materials, handling living creatures.
what's next
as we move forward on this story the format will switch to a more traditional narrative where we will properly follow the adventures of these two ladies. ocassionally i will dip back into textbook-like sections where i infodump about another interesting concept i thought of, but even in the narrative sections most of the chapters will be an excuse to explore some concept or idea. i gather by sheer quantity 80% of the content of this story is going to be maria explaining things to Katerina.
so yeah, if that sounds at all interesting please do read this, and please do leave a comment, i really want to see what people think of this work. i dont need money or donations or to be engaged in any algorithm, all i need to stay motivated and energized and thus continuing the story is to know that people are invested in it.
thank you so much for reading.
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The truth about the FNAF franchise.
With it being Halloween and many people rushing to the cinema to watch scary movies I feel I should talk about Five Nights at Freddy's and lay out what I trully think about the franchise and it's fandom.
I didn't really get into FNAF until a couple of months before the first trailer of the movie dropped, I was not much into horror games and despite Freddy's popularity I didn't particulary cared about it. Until I found out about the main villian William Afton who I found to be extremly fun as a bad guy even if the fandom thought his "I always come back" thing was getting boring.
Long story short, I really got into the franchise after that and the wierd elements of the child-like innocence coupled with sheer malice was really suited for my tastes, but shorlty after the first movie trailer dropped I found some comment that mentioned a controversy regarding the franchise creator, Scott Cawthon.
It didn't elaborate but I decided to look into it and I found out that a huge portion of Scott's earnings was donated to various Republican party candidates. In other words, people like Donald Fucking Trump.
You can make a search for it yourself if you don't belive me, but those are facts no one can dispute at this point. And it was expossed about three years ago. Hell I'll even share a few links. And if you want to make an even deeper look into it then by all means go ahead, one source is not enough for a full research into things:
I don't live in the US, but it's still my buisness to oppose bigots like those guys who would gladly see it that LGBTIQ+ people aren't allowed to exist. Regardless of being part of that group or not, it still is basic human decency to oppose those who treat others like a plague to be exterminated.
You heard me, and I don't take that back. You don't need a death camp to call it that because a genocide is by definition a systematic erradication of a certain or various groups of people, regardless of it being overt or open.
That is why when I found out what happened I refused to go see the movie no matter how much I wanted to go see it because a part of the box office earnings would naturally go to Cawthon who, I'm sorry to break it to you, does NOT regret donating to all those bigots and will definitely do it again.
You know why? Because he will hide behind the "fun harmless horror video game" franchise that he created to get people to stop persuing him.
Now of course, I don't blame anyone who spent years and money on the franchise before all of that went public, people like Cawthon are exceedingly good at hiding how horrible they are as people and it's not your fault that you were fooled into beleving they weren't.
But after it all went public, a lot people either ignored that and turned a blind eye by spouting the same rethoric he tried to use or straight up acting as if it didn't happen in the first place. It's part of the reason why I didn't learn about it until a few months had passed.
So it's not a matter of what happened before it went public, but how the fandom reacted about it and how petty they were and what they still support even knowing the truth.
Sorry to say it but you can't call yourself an ally while still supporting bigots.
If you were new to the franchise like I was and this is how you found out, I'm sorry for the rude awakening, specially if you found this post shortly after seeing the movie. But it needed to be said.
#fnaf movie#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#scott cawthon#fuck scott cawthon#blumhouse#halloween#halloween movie#reblog please#this needs to be addressed
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Sometimes I wonder what the people who insist that everyone's sexuality must, by moral virtue, be inherently fluid, aka that everyone is pan deep down, must think of gay men and lesbians.
Like genuinely, what do you think of us? Do you think we're just for show? Do you think we're joking? When we call conversion therapy a cruel and inhumane practice, why do you think that is? If everyone is inherently pan, what would they be trying to change us into? After all, we could have lived straight lives all along? Do you seriously think we have no unique experiences regarding both our attraction to the same gender and our LACK OF attraction to the other one? Do you even know that "sexual fluidity" is what new age conversion therapists are using as an excuse to get people to act straight? (Of course, with the end goal of pretending to be straight, but if your queer liberation rethoric is actually something that can be weaponized to hurt queer people... look into it pal)
No wonder there's endless debates about what "lesbian" means, some people do not actually believe that there exists such a thing as a woman who is exclusively interested in other women and feels no attraction to men whatsoever!
I think so many people need to look at themselves in the mirror about this issue and think really hard about what you believe and who your activism is for, because if it's only for you, then it's not intersectional, then you're hurting other people with it. There's a big difference between conceiving of YOUR sexuality as something that is malleable, and then trying to paint everybody else with that brush and diminishing the experiences of thousands others.
If you're genuinely uncomfortable, morally or ideologically, with the idea that there are people who are not attracted to the other gender, then the word for that is homophobia. And you can be as queer as you want and still hold homophobic beliefs if you walk up to a lesbian and tell her "I think deep down you actually like men", that's homophobia no matter how you slice it.
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Honestly sometimes i start having a fantasy of having an inside job within queer spaces of calling lesbianism (and gayness) “partly asexuality towards penises/vaginas” as to make sure the Queer Community who always wants to make sure that Asexuality Is Valid In All Even When It Contradicts Itself” shuts up all those “it’s transphobic to claim you don’t like ALL genitalia on ALL woman” because while apparently lesbianism can be disrespected surely they won’t be… Aphobic… will they? And against this unique misunderstood partly asexuality which is more rare than the very queer demisexuality? For real, playing your charts right this rethoric should work within the queer framework i’m so close to out myself as terfy to make that work… like if we make a flag and vaguely latin name and it more subtle than “super straight/gay” and put emphasis on “no sexual attraction towards” something it would work better than the simple demand “lesbians who are penis repulsed exist and should fully have language to express themselves”
Signed by a lesbian who saw another thread about how a line in a book about a gay boy not wanting to interact with vaginas (like how he personally didn’t want to) is apparently so so hurtful to the trans reader and author, who clarified he was dating a gay(?) man and as trans people now are hurting people aren’t to express any disgust with trans bodies (AS IF THAT’S NOT JUST SEXUALITY WHAT DO THEY THINK SEXUALITY MEANS…AESTHETIC PREFERENCES? LIKE YEAH SEXUALITY IS THAT YOU ARE DISGUSTED OR AT LEAST DON’T WANT TO INTERACT WITH SOME BODY PARTS OF A CERTAIN GROUP OF PEOPLE… an idea only allowed to exist when you are asexual… expressing and joking about preferences and boundaries unless you are asexual somehow… never heard of?)
Lmao I’ve thought of something similar…playing by their rules and coming up with a way for homosexuality to be an untouchable Queer Identity.
But honestly, I don’t think it would work. For three reasons:
1. They’d be quick to recognise it as homosexuality, and they hate homosexuals so they’d shut us down one way or another.
2. Trans ideology centres men, and anything that excludes men is forbidden. An “asexual identity” about excluding penis would be blasphemous, especially if it was for women. Back to point 1, they’d recognise this as homosexuality and shut it down.
3. Related to the other points, heterosexual trans people are the most entitled people ever. They genuinely cannot stand the idea of homosexuals not being attracted to them, so any sexuality that excludes them would be deemed transphobic.
But, it is nice to think about playing them at their own game and having fancy words to keep them from getting angry at us for being gay. I just think they hate and fetishise us too much for that to even be possible.
That’s really upsetting about the book…and really exposes how they never actually believed that it’s okay to have “genital preferences” like they’ve claimed. They just say that because they know they’d be rightfully called rapey and homophobic if they didn’t. But when push comes to shove, they constantly show that they don’t actually think it’s okay to “prefer” penis or vulva (I of course don’t believe in the whole “genital preference” concept, hence why it’s in quotes. That’s a whole other can of homophobic worms that I won’t get into here).
I honestly don’t even know how they think sexuality works. I think it’s that they think everyone is bisexual, and everything else is just aesthetic preference. So for example, they think lesbian just means “preference for feminine people”.
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How do Daniel and Terry tell their pups that Daniel is pregnant? Especially when they're little, do they just say they're going to have a sibling or God sent them another child? I suppose after the first 7, all the older kids are like "Really? Again??" when Daniel gets with 8 and 9 lol.
I have answered three other asks about Daniel's pregnancies and the puppies' reaction to it, have fun with those:
I think that a very important difference between our world and my omegaverse is that having children is not a shameful thing. Raising other people's children is a fact of life. Alphas die, and omegas and beta women remarry, that is what happens. There are other taboos - I think that divorce is a big issue. Endangering children. But not the having of children, whatever stage it's in. Now I haven't really thought this out in detail, but the pups would not be ashamed of their parents having many children. Mama is omega, that's what they do. They may be a little embarassed about their Daddy always being so hot for their Mama and not afraid to show it, even outside of heats. He could be a little more discreet, but he is a Mob boss, are you gonna tell him? Nobody of course really likes to think of their parents getting it on, but this is Terry Silver. You tell him. (No, not you, Eli, this was rethorical, Eli come back -). They also know that omegas can have more than one litter of pups. They're simply a little surprised that Luna was the last of the first litter and not the first of the last litter.
There are different taboos; like two Alphas being together or two beta men or women when none of them are caring for a puppy (doesn't have to be their puppy biologically). And I'm not saying that is right at all. But in omegaverse Catholicism, for instance, St. Joseph was extra holy for caring for a pup that wasn't his, because that is what is supposed to happen.
Very simply, Daddy and Mama tell the pups that Mama is going to the hospital to get a new puppy, and how they interpret that word "get", well - the very youngest may think the hospital is where babies come from, however that works, please they have stuff to do, and the eldest ones understand that the hospital is where they help Mama get the puppy out of his tummy, which, well, same difference. The teenagers of course worry for their Mama, but they all know how much Mama loves all of them and wants this. Sammy, Yasmin and Robby understand how insanely happy Mama looks when he is holding one of them while pregnant, and Daddy too is ver happy when Mama is with pup or has newly delivered one.
It's not a sin.
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We know that Daenerys, Arya, Cersei, and many other female characters go through equally horrifying things. We know that Rhaenyra, Cersei, Daenerys, Catelyn, Lysa, Margaery, Naerys, Rhaella, each of them obeyed their father/brother, performed their duties, and married men they didn't loved. So, how Alicent had it worse ?? Is there any good or rational reason that Alicent is the female character we’re supposed to feel saddest for according to her fans, or the character who is viewed as “the saddest” and “the purest” and “the softest” ? No, there isn’t. It’s simply because of misogyny and how Alicent wallow in self-pity and embodies passive feudalist womanhood.
That's a great analysis, anon. I pretty much agree with everything you've said.
Westeros is deeply patriarchal and violent against women. Misogyny runs rampant there. Lowborn and highborn women alike suffer from it, that much is very clear on the books.
The thing with [show] Alicent is that she embodies and upholds the ideal of conservative femininity and womanhood. You see, she obeys her father and her husband without retaining her agency and her ambition. She is basically a passive pawn in the hands of the men around her. She upholds the status quo and does not raise her voice. When she does, it is to slut-shame another woman (in this case, Rhaenyra), making remarks about her sexual life and sprending damaging rumours about her and her children. [Show] Alicent could be summarized like this: “I did my duty and quietly suffered. How dare Rhaenyra not go through the same experience?!”
[Book] Alicent weaponizes patriarchy and misogynistic rethoric to achieve her own goals and ambitions and to further the power of House Hightower.
My point is that the ideal of woman Alicent represents is very appealing to the conservative and misogynistic audience. Her suffering is more important, sad and relatable because she is the only true and pure woman, in their eyes.
That's a different matter for characters like Daenerys, Arya, Cersei and Rhaenyra. They all go against the status quo of patriarchy to some extent. They retain their agency and their ambitions, despite of their suffering. That's why their suffering is seen as lesser by conservativatives; that's why they're demonized so frequently.
I would say this clingness to Alicent is also related to an anti-Targaryen feeling. After all, this fandom loves to demonize and say all sorts of vile things about the Targaryens, especially Targaryen women. If you look at the anonymous message I received yesterday, you would notice that all of Alicent's suffering is put on the shoulders of Viserys I and Rhaenyra. Not a single word about Otto, that put her in that position. Stanning Alicent because of hatred for the Targaryens does not make sense, of course; she married into the House and had Targaryen children who even claimed dragons. So it is a kind of cognitive dissonance or simply willful ignorance on their part.
Thank you so much for the ask! 🥰
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𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝟓 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄.
1. “A crime...' Reynevan cleared his throat, 'is always a crime. Nothing can justify it.' 'Indeed?' 'Nothing. One cannot-' 'Do you know what, Reynevan?' For the first time, Samson manifested something like impatience. 'Go and play chess. That will be to your taste - black here, white there and all the fields square.” — Andrzej Sapkowski, Narrenturm .
2. “ She looked at him and shook her head. ‘I feel like a hulder.’ He’d heard the word before, in Norway. ‘Aren’t they a kind of troll?’ ‘No they are mountain creatures, like the trolls, but they come from the woods, and they are very beautiful. Like me.’ She grinned as she said it, as if she knew that she was too pallid, too sulky and too thin to ever to be beautiful. ‘They fall in love with farmers.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Damned if I know,’ she said. ‘But they do. Sometimes the farmer realises that he is talking to a hulder woman, because she has a cow’s tail hanging down behind, or worse, sometimes from behind there is nothing there, she is just hollow and empty, like a shell. Then the farmer says a prayer, or runs away, flees back to his mother or his farm. ‘But sometimes the farmers do not run. Sometimes they throw a knife over her shoulder, or just smile, and they marry the huldra woman. Then her tail falls off. But she is still stronger than any human woman could ever be. And she still pines for her home in the forests and the mountains. She will never truly be happy. She will never be human.’ — Neil Gaiman Abendsen, “Monarch of the Glen” .
3. “Do you understand what this neutrality is, which stirs you so? To be neutral does not mean to be indifferent or insensitive. You don’t have to kill your feelings. It’s enough to kill hatred within yourself. Do you understand?” — Andrzej Sapkowski, Elfenblut.
4. "Unum tueri omnes tuendo" Translation: Protect one, protect all. OR more accurately word for word: Protect one in order to protect everyone. [ Wolf has the line carved in the steel on the side of her helmet].
5. “Licht und Tag, es scheute der Fuchs die versammelten Herren."― Goethe, "Reineke Fuchs". Translation: In Light and at day, the fox (Reineke Fuchs) avoids the gathered high people. Reineke as a fable -character is a cunning Rethoric-user and him avoiding the high court to stand up to his crimes, is the least of the rethorical stunts he is pulling in Goethes songs. One can of course interprete it in connection to Wolf avoiding authorities and seeking out her own path to do her duty.
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A rant about the difference between what some people (GC, TERFs, Incels, etc) think a Trans Person thinks, vs My experience
Hi! I’m kinda tired of seeing comments, memes and people talking about trans people assigning us mentalities, ideas and similar that are just.... made up. A lot of these people look like they have never met a trans people, much less sit down to talk with them, actually ask them. Maybe once in a rally, in a screaming match, but not as HUMAN BEINGS.
So, here is my rant, I want to address some of the most common “ideas” they assign trans people, and how different they are to the experience I have or people I know. So, I have all the things I want to say in one place I can just post as a link the next time I see a toxic meme or the same comments. Feel free to use it in that way.
How many trans people there is
I’ll keep this short, but, basically? There’s less of us than you think. We are LESS than 1% of the population. And guess what? At least half of those people are trans MEN. There’s such a focus from people that hate or ridicule trans people on the trans women, or NB, and then they completely ignore at least half of us.
That’s why people that like to sell hate to then sell a product, or win an election love to send hate towards us. We are not enough to care about antagonising us. If a politician starts spewing anti trans rethorics and hate, he won’t even notice the lose of votes from the Trans people of their local area. And since there’s so few of us, they can say whatever they want about us, and most people won’t know a trans person to know if that is true or not.
So these people, they claim all sort of things, waste the time, money and efforts of media, governments, etc, into stoking all this hate and creating all this panic for a miniscule sector of the population, and people effing believe them. Thus they increase their voters, they sell their shitty products, and we get less and less rights, abuse, deaths, etc. And since most people don’t know us in person, they don’t care.
Menstruation/Period
I’ve seen SO many variants of this. From us “lying to ourselves” about how period works, to full “What, do they bleed from their penises?”. Here’s what I know, and then, my experience. OF COURSE trans people don’t experience periods like most Cis menstruating people do. Heck, most Cis menstruating people have VERY different experiences from one another. It is still not well investigated (what a surprise), so we know little of the Hormonal Replacement Threatment effect on periods for people taking estrogen for transition. There are just beginning to be studies about it. So let me share MY experience. I was warned by my endocronologist that it was VERY likely that I would experience menstrual pains to some degree. And since most women in my family have really painful periods, I knew it was going to suck. I WAS NOT PREPARED. Periods for me are like... slow. Instead of each month, they tend to happen every two to three. But instead of being like 3-7 days of pain, for me it can last from 1 to 3 weeks (luckily, it’s more often 1, 1.5 weeks). Of course I don’t bleed, I don’t have a uterus. But I do get: Cramps, muscle ache, back pain, liquid retention increases. And I’ve slowly learned to notice the cyclic changes to my mood. How painful is it for me? The first time I got it, I thought I had caught SEVERE food poisoning. To the point of almost going to the hospital. But then I talked to my sisters, and they started asking me questions, and it was very similar to what they experienced. Of course, missing lots of parts from their experiences. So, when I see people calling trans people delusional because “we think we’ll get our period”.... guess what, the period is not just the uterus part, there are several parts of the process that are controlled directly by the hormones. Does this mean that I can talk as if I knew what it feels to be a Cis Menstruating person? Hell no. On the contrary, it has given me a whole level of respect for them. I get the “lite” experience and feels like dying, they have the full effing experience and continue going to work, doing chores, living. Mad effing respect.
We want to replace Cis people
Well... no. As said previously, we are not even 1% of the population. How the hell are we going to replace everyone? That point aside, I haven’t talked to a single trans person that wants to “take over” anyone’s life or role.
The whole reason some trans people starts HRT is not to “become X”, is to get closer to how their identity is versus how their body is. It’s an insanely slow process, but it also allows us to slowly learn better what resonates with us.
Don’t get me wrong, I think (this is MY OPINION) that it’s very common for Trans or NB people to change their mind about their identity. This has less to do with us “lying to ourselves”, and more with us learning the difference between our gender identity and what we’ve been told by society a “man” or “woman” should be. That’s why I’m so grateful that the therapist who was helping me at the beginning of my transition hammered into my head this nugget of wisdom: “Don’t jump to behaviours or changes just because that’s what you think you should be, instead try things, see if they feel natural or not. Gauge who you are by yourself, not by what others say you should.”
Trans people force people to date/sleep with them
This one blows my mind, because it only makes sense in videogame logic. Can you imagine, even if you do that, force someone to sleep with you because “Oh, you like women, you have to like me”, how uncomfortable, weird and straight up unsexy it would be to intimate with them? To be intimate who does not find you attractive? Who doesn’t want to be with you? I mean, forget having fun, I think it would be just horrible to go through.
I’ve never met any person, trans or not, that would think like that. I mean, does it hurt a bit when you meet someone and they tell you “I’m not interested”? Sure. Does it sting a bit more if they mention it is because you being trans? Absolutely. Would I ever consider being intimate with someone I know sees me that way? NOPE. Not a chance.
Trans people want to invade Women’s safe spaces
This one is really painful for me. Because at every step in my transition I’ve been SUPER hesitant about stepping in women’s space. Even virtual ones. I would always ask first to the cis people around me if they are ok with me doing so. Heck, I'm terrified of making someone uncomfortable even to this day on the office toilet, where everyone knows me and are friendly with me. EVERY TIME. I don’t use changing rooms. I think even after I have bottom surgery I won’t. I make my plans so I can change at home. And these are places where I know almost everyone involved. When I have to go to a toilet in a bar or public space? Some days I’ve been so terrified that I would feel nauseous.
And on top of that, add the fear of meeting someone that has anti-trans views. When I go to the toilet is because that’s what I want to do, use the effing toilet. My ideal situation, every time, is that is empty. That I don’t have to do my biological needs withing ear range from another living thing. I don’t know to what kind of toilets people that think our “final goal” is to invade women’s toilets go.... but nothing sexy happens there. Each does their needs in a cubicle... you have an awkward moment when you leave and they go in... wash your hands, and leave. Anyone really thinks I’ll suffer dysphoria, the fear of being beaten to death just because people think I’m weird and by monthly pains, just for THAT experience? REALLY?
Trans people have a Fetish
I kind of can understand a little bit, if I’m generous, where this one comes from. It’s still completely wrong and proves that people that spew it have not meet real trans people in a personal level. So, let me give you my two cents of how I view this one:
For a lot of trans people, either by discrepancies between how they felt and how they saw themselves, dysphoria, or social enviroment, it was hard to even impossible to consider seeing themselves as desirable or “sexy”. The amount of times people would tell me they were attracted to me during my life and I was SO confused. I saw myself as ugly, as undesirable. I had friends literally telling me “You are attractive”, and I didn’t believe them. Now, after starting HRT, seeing myself in a different light, even with the severe dysphoria I feel about my body, I do like myself a LOT more. Still consider myself not attractive, but it’s less of a visceral reaction than before.
So, to people that do not have all that context, seeing trans people being more open about their bodies, and them liking their bodies more and being proud, as I say, I kinda can see how they could jump to that conclussion. Still, it proves a lot of them talk about us as if they knew everything about us without really knowing anything at all.
Because here’s a diference between what a lot of people seem to think Gender Euphoria is and what it actually means. When someone experiences Euphoria is not a “sexual arousement”, is not that they “get hard on it”. It means that they feel good about being themselves. They finally feel comfortable in their body. It’s like feeling warming inside out of sheer happyness. Is not a kink, is not a fetish, it’s the same happy feeling any Cis person that achieves their gym goals feel. Ah “Look, I’m happy, I’m not horrible... YAY!”
They are targeting kids because they are perverts
Here’s the one that pisses me off because is a combination of ignorance and malicious lies. The main reason the entire LGBTQ+ collective is so adamant about educating children and young people about gender identity and sexualities has NOTHING to do with “recruitment”.
A lot of people from my generation and previous ones suffered for YEARS, because we didn’t understood why we felt different from everyone else. Because we didn’t even know that other people felt like us. I didn’t knew that trans people EXISTED, much less have enough information to identify that I was trans until I was around 26. My biggest regret is having wasted SO MANY years of my life being miserable because I was trying to fit into a role, identity that wasn’t me, and I couldn’t understand WHY I was miserable. I was doing everything I was told I had to do. EVERY. SINGLE. THING. And I hated it.
That’s why we want the future generation to have all the information. Of course, 90% of them will never use said information, they are Cis Het and they can continue with their lives happily. But for those who aren’t, having the information to identify how they feel and react, know it’s normal, and have the language to ask for guidance and help, is SO important for their happiness.
Teaching kids about the LGBTQ+ won’t make them something they are not. It will help those who already are, and maybe, hopefully reduce the bullying from those who ain’t. THAT is our goal. People living happier lives.
You only need to say you are trans and you get an appointment for a Gender Affirming Surgery and get started on Hormones instantly
If you believe this... you literally have not talked to a trans person ever. Even in countries that have amazing support for Transition, you can expect waiting lines of months if not years to get your FIRST appointment. And that’s just to start talking about the process. Doctors will ask you a lot of questions, recommend alternatives and therapy consultancy if they have doubts, and that’s if they are well intended. The sheer amount of doctors that set a super high bar to even consider allowing the patient to proceed with the treatment is VERY HIGH. Hell, I’m an adult, my case was super clear for all the doctors involved, and I might still have to wait YEARS before I get my bottom surgery. In a place that has a quite good system. Now imagine you are in places like the UK (where doctors actively block people, and the waiting line is on average 8 YEARS), the US (where you are mostly on your own, and even with money in your hand, doctors can and will still block you), or similar.
And now with the increasing waves of anti-trans rethorics and politicians using us as scape goats? Is getting WORSE.
And don’t get me started on the shit options available to most trans people. Just google the options for bottom surgery available for trans men.... is just depressing.
Laws that allow for self-identification
I had to explain this one SO MANY times to cis people, is not even funny. Again, the concern that if you allow a person to legally change their gender will unlock all sorts of crazy and dangerous scenarios only makes sense if we lived in a videogame. Just because my ID says “female” it doesn’t mean that everyone around me will automatically SEE me as female. Hell, it won’t even change how people treat me. How many people asks for your ID before deciding “what” you are?
Here were I live, Spain, we had a new law that simplified the process of legan gender and name change. I had even doctors asking me “but wouldn’t this create issues?” and when I asked them “Ok, name one situation, in everyday life, where the life of a person would change because of a legal change”. Not a single one of them could name a situation. I wouldn’t magically get access to spaces that I couldn’t access before. And before anyone says “Women’s bathroom”, as I mentioned earlier, I use women’s bathrooms, what prevented me from using them was asking people around me if they were ok with me doing so. Not a magical barrier, not a cop asking for IDs.
Funnily enough, these changes due have some negative impacts.... the other way around. If you live in an area that still has some sexist rules for medical access, it can become REALLY hard for trans men to request gynecologist coverage from their social security. Apparently this is getting better, but still, is dumb that it happens.
Trans people are people that wants to have an easier life
This one is straight up dumb. Because of two factors: a) again, our world does not operate by videogame logic. b) If you feel that women have it easier than man, you have some serious “tunnel vision” case.
Let me give you some examples of how my life has becomed more complex or even scary since I pass as a woman.
- I grew up going to highschool in a nasty neighbourhood, so I quickly learned what body language to use, how to walk, talk, etc, to be “invisible”. To be safe. Guess what? That does not work for women. Since I pass, I’ve had situations were I was terrified and suddenly I had no defenses, no tools to avoid notice. Heck, is even worse, as a trans person, I draw even more unwanted attention.
- Dating? Yeah, nope. Now I not only have to deal with the nasty people cis women have to deal with, I also have to deal with guys that have a trans fetish. And I know a lot of people (probably mostly men) will say “Oh, you are complaining that there are people that want to sleep with you?”. And that fails to understand human relationships. To those people I’m not “attractive”. I’m a piece of meat with a specific tag. I’m like a flavour of icecream. They don’t care about me as a person, just as something that they have a fetish. And is so INSANELY creepy and scary.
- Clothes: If Cis women already have it hard to find decent clothes that fit, now imagine having and even less conventional body shape. Heck, finding shoes that do not suck is almost impossible, I have to use customizing options most of the time. Dresses? 90% don’t fit, or look super weird on me. Trousers? Hah. Shirts is the least painful. Accesories? Impossible. I can’t buy online, because the chances of anything fitting me are non-existant.
TL; DR and Conclussion
The image that memes and social media paints of trans people is so disconnected from reality. Most trans people are just that, people that are trying to fit better in their body, in their experience, in their life. We don’t want special treatment, special rights, we just want to be treated as people. And a lot of those views and rethorics encourage people to treat us as much less than that. We are constantly bombarded with comments of “You’ll kill yourself eventually”, “you’re just a pervert”, “you are delusional”. We are treated as if we were the monsters, but what hurts more is that is done in a monstrous way.
I’m not going to ask for empathy or sympathy, because in this day and age, it seems that’s an effing BIG ask. I’m just asking for understanding. In the same way that if someone tells you the sky has turned green, you would turn around and look to check, if someone says something that sounds like trans people “is out of their mind, to cartoonish levels”... maybe double check that? Maybe ask a trans person? Just to confirm. “Hey, is it true that you people believe X?”.
It’s tiring to be dehumanized constantly, by the internet, by politicians, by celebrities. Specially when we see people spend so much time demonizing us and wasting resources on passing laws to make our life even more complicated or impossible, when the world around us has SO MANY THINGS that are important to fight for. Does it make sense that with the state of so many countries, so many politicians put everything on hold to debate if a trans person has the right to a legal name change? Instead of talking about how more and more people can afford to eat and pay rent? They are using us as a distraction, so most people are angry at us, and not at them for not fixing the shit that NEEDS fixing. Stop dancing to their tune. If you don’t care about trans people enough to see us as humans, at the very least, care about yourself enough to not be distracted by the hate manufactured against us to keep you from paying attention.
#rant post#trans experience#I'm tired but I will keep going on#pride month#English is not my native language#sorry for all the typos#this is my opinion#I know I've probably gotten some things wrong
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