#APOPLETIC

[alltheshadesofamber]

i hate comics. this is gonna drive me back to manga istg

[blueiight]

i hate when ppl r fans of all white casts but for some rzn they white guilt activate & they be tryna make canon honkeys ~~exxotic~~ broooo stand in ur lil 2d preference its okayyy

[miasanmuller]

If I see the words "João Palhinha" and "Bayern" in the same sentence again I might as well have an apopletic attack

[sohannabarberaesque]

NEWS ITEM: U. S. President Joe Biden is to make a formal Appy Polly Loggy on behalf of the United States Government for policies towards Native American peoples which, for some 150 years, excused forcible removal of indigenous children from traditional communities, language and culture into boarding schools, many operated under religious auspices, whose aim was "assimilation" into the American mainstream under the banner of "saving the Indian peoples from extinction," with considerable suffering and humiliation ensuing.

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But then again, you have to hand it to Peter Potamus for such interest and fascination rooted in respect for the native peoples of Polynesia such as have yet to be subjected to the degrading and stupifying effects of so-called "Civilisation" which decimated their fellow Polynesian indigenous in Hawai'i. Tahiti, Fiji, Tonga, Samoa and elsewhere, aided and abetted by missionary influences which helped spread illnesses and diseases which such peoples were not immune from.

Such effects equating traditional nudity (especially when it came to swimming, diving and surfing) and sexual frankness with Sin such as was seen to require forced conversion to Christianity if they were to save themselves.

Because such communities which Peter Potamus has such fondness for, and even visits from time to time with reverential fascination for such traditional folkways, have yet to be seriously mapped, charted and explored. Which, as Peter Potamus is fond of explaining in camera more than likely, is just how these people prefer it.

And they love Peter for respecting such unexplored and still proud to be naked as Nature intended peoples.

Not to mention seeking to pass such affectation on to his nephews (Patrick and Perry II) and nieces (Pamela and twins Peggy and Penny) such as he enjoys taking along in such sojourns, taking in such a fascination for nakedness and sexual candor that would send contemporary mission workers apopletic, yet to show remorse for the acts carried out by their parents and grandparents in His Name and Service elsewhere without regard for the greater welfare of such peoples they were expected to minister to or their cultural traditions and folkways.

[puutterings]

on up we wound; by noon I had completed a circle

  They would get up just above the grass, and flutter and drop — a puttering, short-winded, apopletic struggle, very unbecoming and unworthy.       By noon I had completed a circle... ₁

pruning shears and wheelbarrow and my puttering about the place in Hingham. On up we wound, under walls and over bridges, out into mountain meadows and across the flats where squat cedars and piñon pines stood black against the ... ₂

respectively, ex Dallas Lore Sharp, Roof and Meadow (1904) : 59 link link (via hathitrust) and The Better Country (1928) : 128 (preview snippet only)

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Dallas Lore Sharp (1870-1929) wikipedia : link  

[lightdancer1]

That's because to them the sacred principle is killing Jews by proxy of Palestinians. It's not about Palestinians as humans or Israel as humans of whom a full third are Israeli-Arabs, who don't even exist to them. The realities of Israel and Palestine are murky complicated things with flesh and blood humans like themselves and admitting that would shatter fragile little ideological constructs on cold hard reality.

And these people have neither desire nor will for that. No need to over-complicate ideas, sometimes people just hate for the sake of hating and don't give a damn about some war for a worthless stretch of desert that were it not for an overly large amount of religious buildings would be as relevant to most people as Assad halving the population of his own country or Turkey successfully and Iraq very unsuccessfully using their Kurdish citizens as room for live fire exercises.

And when I see the pro-Palestine crowd equally apopletic about these other Muslims I will believe them that it's 'human rights' and 'muh stance against Othering.'

Y'all are a bunch of hypocrites. You always talk about how evil Israel is, how they deserved what happened on oct 7th. And when an Israeli argues against all of your points, and proves you wrong, you resort to acting all sympathetic towards Palestinians, and you go "but Israel is killing children! Child murder is NEVER ok!" And you're correct, child murder isn't ok. But here's the thing, hamas actively went after children, they killed children right in front of their parents, and did many other unspeakable things. And when someone calls you out on your hippocracy, you try to excuse the murder of ISRAELI children. And then you also tell children online to kill themselves.

[ao3feed-obikin]

even the scorched earth goes green

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/40540008 by minarchy He’s never been to Tython before, let alone live in the middle of the forest in a wooden tower for three months, but that’s what he’s signed on to do. It had been Padmé’s idea. Well, Anakin had found the ad, and sent it over to her in a fit of sleep deprivation the likes of which he hadn’t suffered through since the twins had been six months old and cholicky. He hadn’t even been looking for it — he’d been tearing up newspaper to make papier mache when it had caught his eye. It shouldn’t have, is the thing. It wasn’t even brightly coloured. It had felt like a sign, at the time. Of course, he’d been running on coffee and stims and about three hours of sleep spread over the last week; but it had sounded so inherently opposite of everything that Anakin had been made to believe he was, the past few years. Sheev would’ve been apopletic at the very idea of Anakin living out in the wilderness, stomping around in the dirt, covered in sweat and actively searching for fires. Words: 19114, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker Additional Tags: Inspired by Firewatch (Video Game), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Strangers to Lovers read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/40540008

[jessepinwheel]

Omgggg fives u lovable disaster, what balls, what irreverence- I'm so torn right now, i wanna see him go far with obi wan and just render his brothers apopletic with his boyfriend stealing shenanigans, but also i want scenes where wolffe just all out threatens obi wan lol. So torn, so so torn!

fives broke bro code, now he's gotta face the consequences

Cody shuts the door behind him and takes a deep breath. "Brothers," he says. "We're all gathered here today for a terrible reason. We've been betrayed by one of our own."

"I can't believe you called me out here for this." Wolffe mutters under his breath.

Cody ignores him. "This will break our hearts, but we have to do our duty." He clasps his hands and looks each of his gathered brothers in the face. "We have to kill Fives."

A round of muttering goes around the room, some in agreement, some in confusion.

"As you all know, our honored Captain Rex--"

"Honored to you, maybe--" Fox grouses.

"--is dating a civilian known as Obi-Wan Kenobi. He's a private investigator and also runs seminars once a week for Jedi about information sciences. Many of us here have been to at least one of his seminars."

"Isn't he that guy who showed up a while ago and kicked your ass?" Jesse asks.

"That's not important right now," Cody says. "The important thing is that Obi-Wan is Rex's boyfriend, and since he's our favorite little brother, we have to make sure he doesn't get his heart broken."

Tup raises a hand. "Isn't Rex older than like, half of us in in this room?"

Hardcase elbows Tup in the side. "If Cody says Rex is the little brother, he's the little brother."

"What? How does that work?"

"Big brother privilege," Jesse replies, not looking up from his holomag. "You're the squad baby--you wouldn't understand."

Tup does that thing where he makes his eyes really big and pathetic. "I'm not a baby!"

"You are as long as you do that thing with your eyes," Hardcase says, clapping him on the shoulder. "But it's okay, we love you and your baby eyes, Tup'ika."

Cody claps his hands sharply. "Back on topic!" he says. "Fives has violated our code of honor and tried to steal Obi-Wan from Rex! He received multiple warnings and continues to commit offenses, so now he has to die."

"Are you sure you aren't overreacting?" Fox asks dryly. "Detective Kenobi is a popular person, especially after that holovid of him dumping your ass on the mat in front of several witnesses. We're not trying to kill everyone who talks to him, are we? Because we're not going to have a lot of brothers left if we do. Hell--you're on first name terms with the guy yourself."

"Fives isn't just talking to Obi-Wan--he's dating him! Just a tenday ago, he asked Obi-Wan out to dinner."

“At the end of his seminar. In front of the whole class. I’d be impressed by his sheer balls if I thought he even considered what he was saying for a microsecond before it came out of his mouth,” Hardcase adds. “He took it back, but after the seminar was dismissed, he doubled down. Didn’t you see the holos?”

“Unlike some people, I have to actually do work,” Fox says. “What holos?”

Wolffe leans back in his chair to show him.

“Oh, what the--” Fox says, squinting at it. “He went out in public wearing that? And Kenobi didn’t laugh him out of the room? I mean we all know Fives is a slutty clown, but he didn’t have to show it.”

“Kenobi thought it was funny, but he’s too polite to laugh in people’s faces, unfortunately,” Hardcase says. “I tailed them to the restaurant and you wouldn’t believe the looks they got.”

“Wait, you’re the one who tailed them? Did they kiss?” Jesse asks.

Hardcase snorts. “No, obviously not. If they kissed, Fives would already be dead--he looked like he was going to pass out every time Kenobi smiled. It was disgusting. Not to mention our Fearless Ori’vod would have killed him,” he says, shooting a look at Cody.

“But that’s not all,” Cody cuts in. “Apparently, Fives decided he hadn’t gotten enough, so he’s going on another date with Obi-Wan. To the aquarium. There were at least six witnesses, myself included. They’re going tomorrow, so there’s not a lot of time.”

Wolffe rolls his eyes so hard it’s almost audible. “Well, maybe it wouldn’t be so urgent if you’d called this stupid meeting a few days ago. What’s the difference?”

“The difference is this!” Cody pulls out a flyer. “Tomorrow’s a special couple’s event at the aquarium! They get half off admission if they kiss, and Fives is not allowed to kiss Rex’s boyfriend!”

Tup raises his hand again. “Rex says Obi-Wan isn’t his boyfriend, though.”

“Rex’ika is shy,” Cody says. “If you’ve seen the two of them together, he’s obviously head over heels for that detective, and by the stars are we going to get them together. So we can’t let Fives continue. We have to kill him. All those in favor?”

“We warned him. He knew the consequences,” Hardcase says.

“If he’s wearing shit like that, then yeah, he probably deserves to die,” Fox says.

“I don’t give a damn,” Wolffe says. “Whatever gets me out of here sooner.”

Cody nods. “All those opposed?”

“Killing him seems...a little drastic?” Tup says.

Echo raises his hand in the back. “We can’t kill Fives. We already signed the lease for our apartment and he’s going to pay half the rent. You’re not going to leave me without a roommate and having to pay twice the rent, are you?”

“Dammit, you’re right. We can’t do that to you,” Cody says. “When does your lease run out?”

“A little over a year from now.”

Cody scrubs a hand over his face. “Shit. Okay, we need to come up with a new plan to stop Fives from stealing Obi-Wan. Any ideas?”

“Maybe we can get him arrested?” Hardcase suggests. “Fox could detain him for crimes against fashion.”

“I could,” Fox says. “I’d have to be in close proximity to him, though, and that sounds awful.”

“We could break all his legs,” Jesse says.

“All his legs?” Echo asks. “Like he’s got more than two?”

Jesse raises a brow. “We could also break all his arms.”

“Jesse! That’s terrible!” Tup says.

Jesse waves him off. “They’re just broken bones. It’s not like it’s permanent.”

Cody opens his mouth to interrupt when the door slides open.

“--find even one bottle of...” Detective Obi-Wan Kenobi trails off. “...cleaning solution. Sorry, am I interrupting something?”

“We were planning our monthly strip sabacc tournament,” Hardcase says.

“In a supply closet?” Obi-Wan asks, lowering his commlink. “This is a supply closet, isn’t it?”

“Cody likes supply closets,” Hardcase says with a completely straight face. “It’s harder for people to eavesdrop.”

“Eavesdropping. On your planning of the monthly strip sabacc tournament,” Obi-Wan says.

“It’s extremely high stakes. Isn’t that right, Cody?” Hardcase says. “Since you’re the reigning champion and all.”

Cody shoots Hardcase a murderous look for this stupid, stupid cover story. “We try to make things different every time,” he says. “So it doesn’t get old.”

“Yeah, there’s only so many ways to get ori’vod to take his shirt off before it gets boring,” Echo jumps in. “We were thinking of changing the venue. Like the aquarium.”

“Really?” Obi-Wan says. He glances down at the flyer sitting on the rickety card table. “Oh, Charduul Aquarium? I wouldn’t suggest that one--the exhibits aren’t very good, especially since they changed management a few years back. I’m fairly certain they’re only still in business for legacy reasons.”

“Aren’t you going to the aquarium? Tomorrow?” Hardcase asks.

“Where did you hear that?” Obi-Wan asks. “Yes, in fact, I am. Not Charduul, though--you couldn’t pay me enough to go there. I’m visiting the Vespid, a few districts south--it’s much better, and it’s a free admission day tomorrow. Boba wanted to go, and it’ll be good for him to see some new things, so Feral and I are taking him.”

“What about Fives?” Jesse asks.

“My goodness, you’re all gossips, aren’t you?” Obi-Wan says. “I told Fives that it was a free admission day, and he said he’d love to come along. Rex and Ahsoka are coming, too. You are all free to join us--the aquarium is very good, and it deserves at least one visit while you’re still on Coruscant.”

“Oh. I see,” Cody says. “We’ll...consider it. Out of curiosity, Obi-Wan, what do you think of Fives?”

“Fives? Well, he’s got a peculiar sense of fashion and he’s very nervous when speaking. I still would have preferred he hadn’t asked me to dinner at the time that he had, but he’s a decent sort. He cares very much about his brothers, which is always admirable. Is there a point to this line of questioning?”

“No, I just...wanted to know,” Cody says.

“I see. Is there a bottle of cleaning solution in here? There was an incident in one of the refectories and the cleaning droids are malfunctioning.”

Echo hands him a bottle.

Obi-Wan smiles, making Cody’s heart do something slightly peculiar. “Thank you, dear. In that case, I’ll let you go back to planning your monthly strip sabacc tournament. It sounds very exciting--perhaps someone should take holos. Good luck defending your championship, Captain,” he says, winking at Cody, then leaving.

It takes a full ten seconds for Cody’s brain to start working again after that, but fortunately everyone else seems to be suffering from roughly the same problem.

“Rex, that lucky son of a bitch,” Hardcase says, voicing what they’re all feeling.

“So...” Echo says. “We have to actually make a monthly strip sabacc tournament now, don’t we?”

“Yeah,” Cody says.

“And we’re all going to the aquarium tomorrow, aren’t we?”

“Yeah...”

“All right,” Echo says. “What’s the funniest thing I can get Fives to wear tomorrow?”

[monsterbookworm]

🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Freeze isn't a huge part of the story as the end of Arkham Knight he agrees to leave the town, give up on recreating the cure (as Nora asked him for) and life Nora's last days with her. He isn't happy over this new vigilante using fear toxin as a weapon for sure and even after Nora passing is reluctant to come back to Gotham.

That being said after Nora passing he is directionless and while he has a job opportunity on Star Labs he isn't sure if he wants it. He justnis grieving. I do belive he would met my wondering trio (Nyssa, Jason and Damian) as they need someone to help them with Jason being injected with some sort of poison while fighting one of the remaining Ra's Al Guhl loyalists. He does his best to help and in the process bonds with little Damian as they are both grieving the loss of loved ones. This makes so he acepts the job and also offers his contacts and aid as long as the group wants wich turns him into a very powerfull ally and sorta of uncle for two young adults and a little kid.

Yeah. Freeze got the nice end of the stick.

-

Arkham Knight does not ends well for Eddie at all. His factory (and where he was living) and robots were destroyed, Selina stoled all his money, his mental state hitted rock bottom, he is in jail and I think his last scene on the game as being tased.

The only thing Eddie has going for him is that this is my AU and I will die on the hill that more people should make him be frenimies with Duke Thomas. That means he is part of Duke's backstory.

Just like in the comics Duke is smart kid with a hesrth of gold who is inspired by Batman and Robin. His father (because I'm not using the whole his dad is actually a demon thing) used to work for WayneTech and died when Duke was young making so it was only he and his mom for a long time. Once before Edward really lost his mind completly thanks to Arkham being the worst, Riddler took a bank hostage and Duke was there. Duke was fearless and really good with puzzles and not taking Eddie's bulsshit and while AK Riddler would have gonne apopletic early days Riddler was just impressed. So impressed he let the hostages go. Since them little "weird" things happened. Like Duke's mom getting sudently promoted or he passing to a scholarship he never aplied to or some puzzles and books (specially riddle books) being mailed to them for a bunch of differnt Riddler pseudoms. Or even some debts being paid of misteriously when they were in a bad financial place or one of them was really sick. His mother believe it was Bruce Wayne as he used to support them a lot when her husband was still alive. But Duke. He knew. He also noticed that as Eddie got more derranged the little gifts started getting far and far between though never stopping and the riddle books and puzzles were half solved and hided weird non-sensical scribbles. Now Duke is curious and empathetic and after Arkham Asylum he really wants to understand what's going on and why all villans are getting worse when he knows they can be helped. That's when he startes his We Are Robin fórum to help people and dicuss hero activity and villan behavior. Loonie Matchin even tries to recruit him but Duke declines.

The events of Arkham Knight are what really does it from Duke. He has to do something. Specially when the news that the GCPD is just going to send the Rogues to Blackgate until Arkham is rebuld. At this point he does believe Batman is dead and the new fear toxin vigilante is someone different. Unsure what to do. Duke decides to go visit his benefactor. Edward is on a bad shape, he is heavily drugged and bruised and mostlty speaks non-sense and mutters that it isn't fair. Between that and the guard looking at Duke as if he is an evil fanboy who will soon be under bars unsettles the kid but his mother died from the Joker virus. Duke literally has no one else. And even with Riddler arrested and aparently delirious, Duke miraculously got to be amancipated early and recieved a random paycheck and a puzzle book by the guy who invented crosswords. He isn't dumb.

Eddie is completly out but he recognizes the kid for a second and says he is better not be thinking of becoming a Rogue it doesn't end pretly. The guard laughs and says it't the smartest thing Riddler ever said and Duke can't stop thinking that if that's how it ends for everyone than this isn't justice. This is vengeance. And even when he thinks of Harley Quinn and how she was responsable for the vírus spreading and therefor his morrerás death he doesn't want that for her. He wants the city to get better. Is it because Batman is gone or it was always like that? He leaves Blackgate in shock. It's how he decides to become the Signal.

Now I do want things to get better for Edward down the line specially since for the first time in his whole life (at least on the arkhamverse) he has someone who cares for him.

Yay.

Please ask me about my pós-Arkham Knight AU please someone do it

[blueiight]

Something thats been simmering in my mind is how the girls can imagine a black akasha so readily despite book akasha canonically being so pale she was limestone statue mode for centuries with marius sweeping at her feet but have gone thru the full 5 stages of grief , with some still being rendered apopletic @ black louis

[merry-go-round-jailhouse]

The best part of new Pokemon game releases is how apopletically disappointed fans on the internet get

[rickssoberjourney]

Am I Ready to Surrender?

Like Bluto in the GIF I'm waving the white flag. I surrender! "To what?" you might be asking. Hard to say.

I've been fighting God for a very long time. But it wasn't always that way. I had a very emotionally intense "born again" experience during my senior year in high school. For five years or more, I considered myself to be a Christian who believed that the Bible was the inerrant Word of God. To me, if the Bible said it, I believed it LITERALLY...and that was final!

I sought God's will. I did all the crazy (read "immature") stuff that new Christians do. I prayed for parking spaces and to make that red light and I couldn't understand how God refused to honor my supplications. Imagine! The God of the Universe...the God that I worshipped...not doing what I asked! I reasoned that those things weren't really important and I chalked it up to my anthropomorphized god was just too busy. I accepted that...sort of.

I decided (notice I said, "I DECIDED") to become a minister. I didn't want to pastor a church or preach. I wanted to be a psychological counselor in the church. So, I applied to the University of San Diego for get a Religious Studies degree. USD is a Jesuit university and, if you know anything about the Caholic Orders, the Jesuits are the academics of the bunch.

I chose a Catholic university because they promised to let me grow in my own faith while the other schools (like Point Loma Nazarene University) were going to shove their religion down my throat with the goal of converting me to their faith. Nah. Not having any of that!

Of course, the radical thinking of the Jesuits bothered me, but I just dug my heels in and told myself that I wasn't going to listen to their teachings. I would simply put in my time, learn about the Bible, get a second major in psychology, and graduate. I wasn't having any of their theological mumbo jumbo.

Well one day in class, Father McDonald, a priest from Ireland with a brogue I could hardly understand said, "Scripture is a myth!" OMG!!!! I wanted to walk right out of class. I was really upset. Myth means "untrue," right?

But, somehow, I got it in my mind that I would listen to what the Jesuits had to teach me and I would use the brains that God gave me to weigh what they were teaching against my fundamentalist beliefs. That was a breakthrough of major proportions. It didn't end there.

By the time I graduated 4 years later, I was about 180 degrees away from my old fundamentalist self as I could get. It made sense to me that the Bible had been an oral history for centuries and that those stories had been passed down, family to family. I had no problem with the idea that the Old Testament was filled with stories, or "myth" is you will. The word "myth" simply came to mean something different.

Every religion from the ancient Greeks and Romans to the early Tribes of Judaism, to the Native American people, to modern-day Christians use myth to explain what we humans simply cannot understand.

I love the Native American story of how the stars got up into the sky. The Shaman explained that the Earth was dark and flat. The people wanted room to move around so they used tree branches to prop up the sky, poking holes in the firmament. Those stars were simply the sun shining through those holes.

So, I reasoned, if cultures had been telling stories to explain what they didn't understand, the early writers of the Bible probably did the same thing. Was it lying? No. The stories of Noah's Ark and Adam and Eve were simply that - stories. They were never meant to be taken literally and the ancients knew that.

I graduated, went to work as a youth pastor and Christian Education director for a large church in Scottsdale, Arizona. I spent over 12 years in various capacities in a number of churches from Arizona to California. But all during that time, something was happening to me.

For one, I was sturggling with the idea that I could be married with kids and be gay. I never felt that God hated me for that. I'm not sure why. And, as I struggled with my sexuality and what to do about it, my faith began to change as well.

The idea of a white-bearded humanoid that lived in the clouds just didn't cut it anymore for me. I began investigating other religions like Buddhism, Islam, and a variety of others. I came to realize that each of these schools of religious thought basically taught the same thing: loving God and my neighbor as myself. Self-sacrifing love.

I had one person tell me that was evidence that God existed. But, to my way of thinking, that just signaled that the human brain, no matter what culture, used the concept of god to explain life. It didn't convince me that there was a god.

Today, after coming out of the closet over 20 years ago and after experiencing everything from gay relationships, wanton sex, and even drug addiction, I find myself saying that I'm an athiest.

Really now...???

I'm a pretty introspetive person. I usually know why I do the things I do. There has always been this deep anger and resentment toward the god that I used to worship. And, in recovery, I have met that resentment in a different form.

I attend Alcoholics Anonymous meetings. I try to go every day. I learn a lot and I have found true support in those rooms. But, I have also found judgement and what appears to be passive-aggressive behavior on the part of my fellows.

How does that manifest itself? People that I know...people that I text with and am friends with on Facebook...will ignore my greetings. The look right through me as if I'm not there.

Resentment.

The same resentment that I feel toward the god I used to worship.

I'm savvy enough in the ways of psychology to know that when something bothers me that much, the problem is most likely mine. I can't possibly know why a person would behave like that but my codependent brain always takes it personally.

Jeeze! Where the hell does that leave me? Am I an athiest? An agnostic? Or, am I just acting like a spoiled brat who didn't get his way with God? I don't know that I have an answer for that just yet.

I do believe in my Higher Power...Icall it LOVE. I don't resent LOVE. But when I think about praying to God, that raises my hackles! When they say that Third-Step Prayer at meetings, it bugs the shit outta me! Oh, and just let someone decide to end the meeting with the Lord's Prayer and I get practically apopletic!

Why?

There's that resentment again. Someday, maybe I will discover where all that anger comes from. Maybe someday, if I stay open to the idea and to what my Higher Power has to teach me, I can put back together a realtionship with God of my understanding. A different God this time. One who loves me and nurtures me and wouldn't do anything to arouse such resentment in anyone let alone in me.

So, I quote the Book of Mark in the New Testament. A man approached Jesus, asking him to heal his son. Jesus asked, "Do you believe?" The man answered with gut wrenching honesty, "I believe...help me with my unbelief!"

So, that's where I'll leave it...

I believe...help me with my unbelief!

I surrender.

Amen

[blameitonthegirl]

Skulduggery MarioKarting

Based on this post of @theunconventionalking, i wanted to write a little bit more:

Valkyrie didn’t know how they have ended up in this situation. She didn’t care. Not when she was so close to winning. Just one more lap.

–

The first discussion started when they were choosing the players. Since Ghastly had never played before, Tanith offered to pick one character for him. She picked Yoshi for herself. And Peach for him.

Valkyrie wanted Mario, but Skulduggery had picked it first.

“Hey, I was going to be Mario!” complained Valkyrie.

“You can’t be Mario. You have to be Luigi.” Skulduggery said calmly.

“No way!”

“Valkyrie, Mario is the lead character. Like me. You have to be the combat acessory”

“How do you even know who is Mario and who is Luigi?”

“I may not be Saracen, but I do know some things, my dear.”  

She fumed, but he didn’t let go, so she decided to show him exactly what a combat acessory was capable of.

–

“Oh my god, Valkyrie, I can’t believe you left a banana for me” shouted Tanith.

“I didn’t! It was Ghastly.”

“THAT’S IT. YOU ARE SLEEPING IN THE COUCH TONIGHT”

–

“Skulduggery, what the fuck are you doing?”

“I don’t know what are you talking about.”

“Why are you running in zig-zag? That’s not how you play it, moron.”

“It’s called diversion tactic. And you’ve fallen for it. Bye bye.”

“Shit.”

–

It was the final lap, and Valkyrie was winning. She didn’t even know who was in second at this point. Tanith hadn’t stopped swearing for a second, Ghastly was moving the control like it was the steering wheel itself and she couldn’t afford to look to Skulduggery.

She was going to win.

But then a blue shell hit her, and before she could even process what had just happened, Skulduggery passed flying through her and crossed the finishing line.

And then Tanith.

And then Ghastly.

“Oh my god.” She looked at Skulduggery apopletic. “You hit me.”

“No, I threw a blue shell at you.”

“You fucking hit me.”

“I didn’t know you were such a sore looser.”

“I am when my partner hit me.”

“Oh, I am your partner again now? Because I recall some pretty nasty things you’ve said to me a few minutes ago. What was it again? Oh, you can kiss my pretty Luigi ass, Skulduggery, because that’s the only view you’ll be having from now on.”

“I hate you.”

[jerryadminunderstandbible]

When Bible correlates with world events?

Over 50 % of Americans believe this coronavirus pandemic with so many cases and deaths is an Apopletic event or end time event, do you think (especially Bible believing Christians) that what we are seeing in the world today is due to the sounding of the fifth trumpet in Revelation 9, the release of Satan and his cohorts on unbelievers?

This is a beginning to seek out the Bible truth about the…

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I'm not saying you were doing that, just trying to give some insight. Also none of that ever justifies the apopletic anon lol. I'm just saying I've seen authors "disagree" with readers about what is and isn't full on noncon as opposed to dubcon and that is a much more sensitive issue and a prime example of how the tags aren't a full proof method of protecting yourself while reading fanfic. (Though in your case there is room for debate, that example not so much lol)

Oh no I totally didn’t think you were! My brain just went down a path and I decided to get on the soapbox of my meager blog lol. Yeah I could understand the anger if I’d improperly tagged a dub/noncon situation or major character death or something. Tbh most of the anger I got on it was that lexa didn’t get her memories back there isn’t a major content warning for that one tho 🤷‍♀️