#Enjoy the pain Soni

[sarcastic-sue]

do NOT make me think about zouis and agar tum saath ho i will cry 😭

Pal bhar thehar jaao

Dil ye sambhal jaaye

Kaise tumhe roka karu

Meri taraf aata har gam phisal jaaye

Aakhon mein tumko bharu

Bin bole baatein tumse karu

Agar tum saath ho

Agar tum saath ho

Behti rehti nahar, nadiya si

Teri duniya mein

Meri duniya hai teri chahton mein

Main dhal jaati hu teri adaton mein

Agar tum saath ho

Teri nazron mein hain tere sapne

Tere sapno mein hain naraazi

Mujhe lagta hai ke baatein dil ki

Hoti lafzon ki dhokhe-baazi

Tum saath ho ya na ho, kya fark hai?

Bedard thi zindagi, bedard hai

Agar tum saath ho

Agar tum saath ho

Palkein jhapkte hi din ye nikal jaaye

Baithi baithi bhagi phiru

Meri taraf aata har gam phisal jaaye

Aakhon mein tumko bharu

Bin bole baaten tumse karu

Agar tum saath ho

Teri nazron mein hain tеre sapne

Tere sapno mein hain naraazi

Mujhe lagta hai ke baatein dil ki

Hoti lafzon ki dhokhe-baazi

Tum saath ho ya na ho, kya fark hai?

Bedard thi zindagi, bedard hai

Agar tum saath ho

Dil ye sambhal jaaye

Agar tum saath ho

Har gham fisal jaaye

Agar tum saath ho

Din ye nikal jaaye

Agar tum saath ho

Har gham fisal jaaye

Agar tum saath ho feat. Zouis to make @finexbright cry

[agentgreenbean]

art block is crazy why do i feel sick at the thought of picking up a camera again. like i so badly want to create something but the idea of actually doing it feels terrible

[avoxrising]

The Feral One • Ch 30

Finnick x Y/N

Series Masterlist Link

I can’t believe this is the last chapter 😭 Enjoy!

Content Warnings - none :)

On the one year anniversary of Snow’s death, aka Freedom Day, you married Finnick for real. He had proposed to you in your garden a few weeks after you’d returned home from the capital. You said yes of course.

Your friends traveled from all over Panem to witness your real special day. Katniss and Peeta (who were on good terms but not quite dating yet) took the train from 12, dragging a not so sober Haymitch along with them. Beetee, who is now living in the capital as Panem’s head of military technology, arrived along with Effie and Tigris. Finally, Johanna arrived a few days early from 7 to spend some extra time with Annie (much to Mags’ delight).

Mags, Annie, and Jo had decided that wedding planning was their new favorite activity and planned the whole thing for you and Finnick. They even arranged for Peeta to make and decorate the cake again. Tigris designed your dress and Effie helped with the makeup.

Everything was perfect. Finnick had suggested that Mags officiate the wedding because in District 4, it’s tradition to have the elder of the family perform the ceremony. Although neither you nor Finnick had any living relatives, Mags was a mother figure to both of you.

The ceremony commenced half an hour before the sun was set to disappear over the waters. Beetee had designed cool contacts for everyone so they could watch the sunset behind you and Finnick without going blind.

District 4’s wedding march boomed out over the ceremony as a group of local children played it on their hand drums. Your dress flows beautifully behind you as you walk your bare feet down the sandy aisle, without the assistance of anyone else.

You catch Finnick’s eyes as you approach him and Mags. He’s standing there in awe of you as he wears somewhat casual dress pants and a flowy button down shirt. Mags signals for the children to stop drumming when you reach Finnick.

Mags pulls out a net, handwoven by herself, to drape over you and Finnick. Finnick has to help her a bit due to her height but eventually you’re both caught under the net. Mags proceeds to sign the ceremony dialogue as the net rests over both of you.

When she finishes the formalities, she has Finnick lift the net off and wrap it around your shoulders, securing it so it doesn’t slip while still allowing your arms to move freely.

You take the bowl of salt water from Mags and dip your fingers in it before gently gliding them over Finnick’s lips. He then takes the bowl from you and traces your lips, leaving saltwater in the wake of his fingers.

This is where District 4 does the vows. You both do your best to convey in words your love for each other but words can’t possibly describe the depth of your love.

Finally, your love is sealed in a salty kiss. Nothing else matters in this moment; not the watching crowd, not the scars of your own battles, nor the pain you had endured. Your life was complete as long as he was in it.

To everyone else, you’re a survivor, a human, a warrior. To yourself, you’re healing, you’re safe, you’re loved. To him, you’re everything.

The epilogue will be out sometime soonish (I still haven’t finished it lol but I promise I’m working on it).

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[vikingknight90]

“What about this one?”  Miles’ fingers trailed over the soft skin by Gwen’s belly button till it reached a small scar. He carefully grazed his fingers over it, feeling the almost leather-like skin there. Gwen shuddered ever so slightly at the touch.  Miles paused and looked back at Gwen where her head rested against his arm, her beautiful skin exposed to him, only lightly covered up by a top she had insisted to put on for modesty’s sake. The way a light blush still trailed her cheeks was so endearing to Miles, he resisted the urge to just cover her face (and maybe neck) with kisses. Instead he cleared his throat and waited for her reply, watching as her soft gaze flickered over his hand by her scar and wondered if he had reached one with some particular painful story to it. But instead a half-smile fell to her lips and her fingers joined his by the small dent in her skin.  (...)

It's here, I'm done.

Per the intro's description I was inspired by a scene in a certain zombie videogame (a cookie for whoever recognises it) and it just grew from there. I hope those who waited for it will enjoy <3

Rated T with some mild mature content.

[generouskittentidalwave]

Fans: "Oh my god they keep putting Spider-Man through so much pain and suffering! They can't let him have one good moment! They need to give him actual support and let him take a break and not put everything on his shoulders!"

Insomniac: *Makes the story about how despite Spider-man being in his prime, Spider-man is at his weakest point due to the affects of the first game and him internalizing his pain and suffering, and is shown getting help from the kid he took in along with the people around him to get him back onto his feet and to help him overcome his pain. He now learned that he can rely on his apprentice to help handle things as a partner rather than a student, so he can find a healthy balance between being Spider-man and being Peter Parker without giving up being either, along with giving him a new set of powers to learn from and discover and a revelation that he isn't alone anymore*

Fans: "Oh my god they nerfed spider-man so much! They made him so emotionally weak and needing to get help from his friends so the game can replace him with this WoKe perfect version of Spider-Man who has a healthier more stable life which means they are trying to make Peter look horrible! The fact he is taking a break means he is retiring and they are gonna kick him to the curb! This is so ridiculous, Spider-man shouldn't need to get help like this! They are just trying to make Miles look better!"

Other fans: "Yeah well Miles is better than Peter anyway!"

Other fans: "No, Peter is better! He is the original! Miles has nothing on him!"

Spider verse fans: "Hey I kind of liked the Easter egg they added in-"

Other fans: "SHUT UP!"

All the fans: *Constant excessive arguing*

FOR FUCKS SAKE MAKE UP YOUR MIND PEOPLE! DO YOU WANT THEM TO BE EMOTIONALLY HEALTHY OR DO YOU WANT THEM TO SUFFER BECAUSE APPARENTLY WE CAN'T HAVE A HEALTHY BALANCE OF BOTH IN THIS HOUSEHOLD

This is LITERALLY ALL that I have been hearing lately and I AM ABOUT READY TO COMICALLY SNATCH SOME SPINES AND CREATE SOME PRETZEL KNOTS

BOTH Peter AND Miles ARE Spider-Men, neither one is better than the other, THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT. Peter lifted up Miles from a dark place in the first game, and in the second game Miles was the one to lift Peter up from a dark place. They both have their own unique traits, and unique abilities, strengths, and weaknesses. No one is taking over and no one is getting replaced.

The spider verse reference was just a fun little easter egg in a Sony game to show off the Sony movie, NOTHING MORE.

SO SHUT UP, SIT DOWN, AND JUST ENJOY THE LOVELY GAME THAT WE SHOULD ALL BE GRATEFUL TO EVEN HAVE BECAUSE I'M STARTING TO THINK THE FANDOM DOESN'T DESERVE TO HAVE SUCH A LOVELY CREATED SPIDER-MAN STORY WITH TWO AMAZINGLY WRITTEN SPIDER-MEN.

[heyrainaro]

TL;DR: I'm about to launch a multimedia literary project inspired by the Spider-Verse animated saga (Sony Pictures Animation).

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Where to start? Well, how about this: Spider-Man saved my life.

In May, I suffered a great loss. I had never cried so much or felt so much pain before. I was like in airplane mode, going from home to a job I didn't enjoy and from the office to a home that forced me to be alone with myself. I crossed the streets without looking, didn't draw, didn't laugh, didn't eat... but then a very good friend of mine (God bless you, Juan Sebastián) insisted that I NEED to see Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse, and there I was, after a work Wednesday, waiting in line at Cinecolombia to see the second part of the Miles Morales’ saga.

And just like that, folks, Spider-Man pulled me out from art block, mental block and life block. Your favorite huesera, the crazy cat lady who no longer has cats, the one who has decided to be a full-time comic artist, has been the CEO of the McDonald’s on Miguel O'Hara's back since June 7th, 2023.

ANYWAY. What the hell is this? A fanfic? A fancomic? The weirdest and most embarrassing Shakira x Y/N self-insert ever written?

Yep.

All of that.

Spider-Verse: ATLAS

A bilingual (SPA/ENG) literary experiment soon to be released on Facebook, Instagram, Tumblr, Wattpad, Ao3, and even in the suggestion box of 7-Eleven. Truth is, this makes no sense, but I want it to be read even in the WinRAR license agreement. Oh, and it will have an NSFW version (!), but it will be for people willing to pay for it and to not show it to my mom (sorry, amá).

Well, I'm going to continue living in the universe where I'm Oscar Isaac's trophy wife only in theory and not in practice. Oh, and happy Halloween!

[nightfurylover31]

I decided to write something for a special someone. Happy birthday @starrjoy! What happens when I take a scene from Sonic Frontiers and sprinkle it a bit of their Pandora AU with it? You get this! I loved the moment Sonic and Knuckles had in the game, and I hope you like it too. Just a bit of what might be going on in Sonic's head during this heart to heart chat.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

For the first time, the vibe on Ares Island was calm and stale. Even more so for being a desert environment. Things were seldom after the final vision of the Koco, and their… departure. These little guys were fighting in a war, and seemingly, none survived. Only their souls remained in these little figurines, but now they were just empty husks. 

Knuckles sat on top of one of the ruins overlooking the plain. Sonic made his way over and sat beside his friend. There was tension in the air. Sonic was about to make one of his wisecrack comments to cheer him up, but stopped himself. It didn’t feel like the time.  

Knuckles was taking what happened to the Koco hard. He did lead the Resistance during the war. He also panicked a bit when those robots were going to attack the bunker earlier. Maybe that brought back some bad memories.

Finally, the echidna spoke. 

“Ages ago, my people were wiped out by a cataclysm. I know the Koco faced something similar. It reminds me I’m the last echidna. That I’m alone.” 

A strong pain echoed in Sonic’s heart then. A pain he hadn’t thought about in years. The pain he felt losing his home, his entire culture, and his family, to such an event. One that he caused. It surprised him he didn’t think about it that much anymore. Old memories did start to pop up when he heard that spooky sky voice. The beginning of how it all fell apart. Every fiber of his being screamed to ignore it. But with his friends’ safety on the line, how could he? 

Still, it finally dawned on him how similar his own past was to Knuckles’. All alone in the world, with no family. All because of some sort of deranged water deity took it all. At least you weren’t the one to cause the cataclysm, Sonic thought to himself. 

Sonic did not say a word about his past. Knuckles might be the most understanding, since he shared a similar burden. But then again, Rad Red might start a rant about Sonic screwing up everything in his life. Maybe not right now, but later. No, now was not the time for that. Right now his friend needed cheering up. 

“You may be the last, but you’re not alone. You’ve got us, knuckle-head,” he said with less sass than usual. And I’ve got you guys.  

That did seem to perk Knuckles up a bit. To be reminded of the friends he made whom care about him so much. Despite their repeated fights and bickering, the two of them were very close. 

“I’ll admit, I do envy your lifestyle,” Knuckles continued. “Freedom to go where you want, when you want.” 

It wasn’t like the echidna to say something like that. Guess being stuck in between cyberspace and the real world left him wanting more. Amy said the experience made her feel detached. And Knuckles was a hands-on guy. He did come off his island occasionally when Eggman’s schemes, or anything, got too threatening. But he never really got the chance to explore the world freely. To truly enjoy it. It made Sonic happy to hear Knuckles say that.

“So do it! Get out there and live a little.” He had tried to encourage that before, but now it felt like the offer was ready to be taken.

“Maybe I could.. but first I need to be back to normal.” Knuckles stood up and added some extra sass to his voice, along with a smug grin. “So hurry up and get me back to normal!” 

“Anything to get you away from me,” Sonic barked back.

The two glared for a moment, then bursted out laughing. To anyone, it would probably seem odd. But Sonic and Knuckles have known each other long enough to read pass the insults to know what they really meant. Their playful banter becoming one of the things that made their bond so strong. 

For the most part, Sonic saw himself and Knuckles as opposites. One as free as the wind, the other strong as a mountain. Sonic lived by his own feelings; Knuckles was full of a sense of duty. It seemed amazing that the two became friends, but opposites attract, I guess. 

Sonic was not one to believe in fate, but he did feel that maybe the two of them were brought together for a reason. Their cultures’ actions impacted their lives. The blue hedgehog realized Chaos had to have been the god that Pandora was separated from by his ancestors, back when he first saw it in Station Square. The one who used him to wipe out everyone on Christmas Island. Sonic never told Knuckles about this; he never even told Tails. How could you tell someone, no matter how close they were, about your greatest mistake? The one that costed the lives of thousands. 

Sonic pushed those feelings and memories back down, focusing on what was happening right now. A peaceful moment with his dear friend.  

Maybe one day I’ll have the courage to tell you the truth, Knux. But for now, I’m glad to have you by my side. As a rival, and one of the best friends I could ever ask for. 

[superectojazzmage]

Imma be honest, this whole situation with the Vulture article about Spider-Verse and the working conditions behind it are saying less to me about the industry’s very real problems and more about Twitblr’s tendency towards absolutely ridiculous overreaction, jumping to conclusions, poor fact-checking, and tendency to care more about making themselves mad and upset then actually helping anybody. And also kinda makes me feel like “crunch” might be about to go up on the shelf of “words that Tumblr has made completely meaningless”.

Actually reading the article and not just pissing and shitting with rage in the comments over the headline leads to a somewhat nuanced and honestly not-especially-damning-or-dramatic context:

Four animators (on a team of over a thousand) claim that Sony asked animators to work bullshit hours on this project and lowballed them on pay, which is something Sony has been accused of before with other projects and is a common criticism of the big studios in general. However, they also say that a lot of these bullshit hours were made up of low periods where they weren’t really doing a lot of work.

There’s some complaining about Phil Lord’s loose and improvisational approach to filmmaking not gelling with an animation project of this size and nature, leading to dumb mistakes like redoing already completed sequences that exacerbated some of the deadline crunches that Sony pulled.

These four animators found it disheartening to have their work cut from the finished project, mainly because they couldn’t add a lot of it to their reels, but they also feel they were properly compensated for the overtime and down periods.

100 animators left the project for various reasons over the course of production, but this doesn’t actually say much because, again, the animation team had over a thousand people on it; this is actually an impressively small turnover rate for a production of this size.

All of this is presented without any actual proof of the claims beyond the word of these four animators, who it should be noted are giving it anonymously. Literally the only evidence they even exist is that the Vulture writer says. So, like, not exactly a smoking gun. Sony has denied the accusations, with Amy Pascal giving a rather snappish and testy response to it that pretty much amounts to “if these people are really who they say they are, they’re full of shit and need to get over themselves and accept how filmmaking works”. Phil Lord and Chris Miller have not commented at all to my knowledge.

All in all, it seems like kind of a nothing burger story. More talk about the crappiness of the entertainment industry’s way of doing things and how poorly the big studios treat animators, more talk of the importance of unionizing, but nothing especially major, not very dramatic compared to other horror stories that have come out over the years, and there’s not even any REAL evidence the claims are true (sorry if my standards of proof are a bit higher than “anonymous person said so!”).

The main conclusions to draw are that Sony sucks, there’s a lot institutional problems in the animation industry that need to be fixed, unions are good, and Lord and Miller can be major pains to work with when put in the wrong environment. Pretty much all of which was well-known prior to this.

And yet, the reaction has been so needlessly strong. Like, I understand that people are fed up with this kind of shit and it’s justifiable to be annoyed about crunch or to sympathetic to the supposed plight of these animators… but Jesus Christ. The way people are despairing and throwing sobbing fits in comments about not being allowed to enjoy anything and “no ethical consumption”. The way these somewhat mild problems are being described as “ANIMATORS MADE TO WORK TO DEATH IN SWEATSHOP CONDITIONS”. The way Lord and Miller are being instantly turned on and called narcissistic abusers (something the article never even ONCE approaches). The hyper-cynical, masturbatory, and snooty “disappointed but not surprised” pessimism. The exaggerated crying for the animators like they’re dying crack babies made to toil in a radium mine and not normal people complaining about a crappy job.

It all feels very… well, pathetic at best. Performative at worst. Because I genuinely don’t know how many of these people complaining are actually gonna, like, do anything about it, nor how this complaining into the void without doing anything is helping anyone. And it’s plainly apparent from a lot of the comments that many of the people posting these rants have not actually read the article, just the headline and other comments. At the very least, it says some very bad things about the internet’s current, corporate-and-social media-encouraged zeitgeist of constant misery porn, melodramatic hysterics, purity culture, needlessly angry and confrontational activism, and convicting by public opinion before all the facts are in (or even willfully ignoring facts for the sake of fueling the complaining train).

I also feel like this is all very counterproductive to the effort of workers rights, as it’s kind of making the people involved look bad and making their complaints look petty and overblown, when in reality there’s absolutely a lot of real problems that need to be addressed.

I also also feel like we’re really reaching a ridiculous point with the whole “no ethical consumption under capitalism” bullshit, where people are acting like even the slightest bit of pain in any industry taints everything about it and means every person who buys the product is complicit and there’s “no escape from the sin” which is a completely batshit stupid way of viewing the world. But I digress.

[cuprohastes]

Hills to die on

If it's a JPEG or PNG it's not HDR. It's just tone mapping.

JPEG needs taking out back and euthanising. There are better formats and have been for like 15 years.

In any situation where there is a clearly better option, someone will contrive a way to fuck the situation up so massively that everyone will just keep using the shitty scenario. That someone is usually Sony.

GIMP and people who promote GIMP to unsuspecting would-be artists has done more to harm digital art than the cost of buying all the hardware.

Discord sucks ass. It won't ever not suck.

It doesn't matter what Android can do or how customisable it is, if you e.g. get a Samsung it's going to be so larded down with crap and cruft that any benefits over iOS will be lost.

Windows is not better than MacOS.

MacOS is not better than Windows.

Both are better than any Linux install that isn't running on a tablet.

For drawing, sketching, painting and generally enjoying things, an iPad with a ludicrously overpriced stylus is way better than a full PC with a Wacom...

... and the tablet's a better way to enjoy media.

Customer service agents are not paid enough

Customer service agents should be allowed to say "Jesus fucking Christ I asked what the problem is, not 'Tell me about your day' Shut. The. Fuck . Up. Now what is the problem. 6 words or less, or I'm hanging up and blocking your number".

CSATs and NPS are astrology anti-vax conspiracy theories for middle management. They're deeply flawed, harmful to everyone involved, a huge pain in the ass, and nobody wants to deal with them... apart from some middle manager who firmly believes they can boil down a human being and their entire job to two numbers every month.

Billionaires and politicians should be tried every year and if found guilty of being utter shits, be wired up for life support and encased in amber, and displayed to the public along with a list of the bad shit they've done. I firmly believe that these dinguses will see their comerades frozen mid scream in a big block of resin, while a machine keeps them alive in permanent hellish torture and still do the stupid things they do.

Nobody likes soft mozarella as much as block mozarella.

UBI and free cheese would probably solve almost all problems.

Nestlé are now so evil they're just doing it to see how far they can push things before anyone actually does something other than tut-tutting.

Most politicians should be guillotined.

[poohsticksbridge]

In the midst of a largely enjoyable season of Amazon Prime’s/Sony Pictures’ adaptation of The Wheel of Time series, delivered by an outstanding cast and crew all deserving of acclaim (and renewal for future seasons), I see a lot of people responding with annoyance or dismissal of viewers’ issues (‘nitpicks’/‘complaints’) with certain season 2 character arcs.

Permit me to explain where one dense & annoying complainer (i.e., yours truly) is coming from. Because Nynaeve’s S2 show arc is potentially triggering for anyone who has lived experience with pregnancy or child loss.

Despite putting this assertion out there, I have seen — and been directly subject — to a range of responses that range from patronizing to downright heartless. These include:

How can anyone (read: these idiots) NOT see the character development that’s being set up?

People who criticize don’t understand/lack empathy for trauma survivors.

Critics who are (over)reacting need to shut up and deal with their own unresolved trauma.

And the evergreen refrain: they’re just fictional characters. Get a life. 🙄

As someone who has lost multiple pregnancies, and supported loved ones through child loss, excuse me when I say: hold my mother’s milk in a fucking cup.

Nynaeve’s arc this season was especially difficult to watch and process because she was the only character who went through it without genuine support or a single onscreen ray of hope for resolution/closure. The fact this will probably come 18-24 months from now, does not ease the immediate pain.

Let me offer a hypothetical comparator: picture the reaction from Egwene stans & the fandom as a whole, if the season had ended on episode 5. I can only imagine how that might have gone down.

As hard as I found Nynaeve’s arc, I was inclined to process it privately — until these kinds of comments started to show up in other’s posts and threads. Because I find the toxic positivity, fanlier-than-thouism and callous dismissal of others’ feelings even more triggering than Nynaeve’s arc.

Why? That’s the question I’ve been asking myself, because I too generally find fandom drama tiring. Here’s what I realized:

Such responses are trivializing and isolating. Very much the way grieving parents (or almost parents) feel after their loss, because so few people are able to relate. (Despite the growing exploration/exploitation of pregnancy and child loss in ‘entertainment,’ there’s still a very real societal taboo when it comes to talking about RL experiences.)

If you find my criticism, posts and replies to comments about Nynaeve’s arc tiresome, offensive or otherwise upsetting, feel free to ignore/delete/block/move along. Or, by all means, respond thoughtfully. But don’t tell me I don’t see/understand what the writers are doing (I’m not an idiot). Don’t tell me I don’t understand/lack empathy for trauma survivors. Don’t tell me to cool down/get over it/get (more) therapy. Don’t tell me I need to get a life. (My rainbow kid keeps me plenty busy, thanks.) And don’t expect me to shut up about my criticisms of a cherished character’s unrelenting suffering, and how it has been portrayed as robbing her of her signature competence and common sense.

If you’re still reading, thank you very much for enduring my rant. May those with differing perspectives enjoy their S3 longing, while I busy myself with fix-it fanfics and gratuitous Laneave smut.

[alarrytale]

I think your harrie anon forgot how bad Harry’s shows were in USA where he did residencies. He looked bored and exhausted, the same robotic moves and speeches with emotionless face. I saw several bad reviews and posts from harries who expected more from his shows. Some people were even saying that he faked playing his guitar.

I hate to compare HL but I went to see them both (in europe) and their vocals were absolutely fine at my shows, my gp friends who even didn’t know louis before also enjoyed the show. The only thing which I think Louis needs to improve is his stage presence, he is way to stiff. (And I personally would appreciate if he wouldn’t swear that much)

Hi, anon!

The constant comparisons can be exhausting, especially when you know they didn’t have an even playing field and still don't. Yes, they have different strengths and weaknesses, but it's like some people find it incomprehensible that other people might favour someone other than Harry. Either when it comes to music, sound, voice or image etc. Harry isn't perfect and has got his weaknesses too.

Louis has loads of different things he needs to improve on as an artist and performer. Most things i believe can be attributed to his low self-esteem, self-disipline as not not appear gay, bad coping mechanisms and fake image. Sony is a major contributing factor to the current state of Louis. On top of that he's had some personal losses and some shit luck. So he is struggling.

The stiffness is due to low self-esteem and self-disipline. He's constantly self-concious and in his own head. Did i accidentally sway my hips when i turned, did my wrist look limp, did i giggle too much? The out of breath is due to too much cigarette smoking, lack of stamina and nervousness. So a bad coping mechanism that started during 1D because of Sony and insecurity that Sony instilled in him. Forgetting lyrics is due to his stoner brain and pointing it out is a part of his indie image. A shit image he adopted to set himself apart from H who he couldn’t compete with and, and an image to make him appear straight because Sony gave him bg. His stoner brain is due to him wanting to numb the pain and forget the shit he's going through. So another bad coping mechanism. He's in a vicious circle and i hope there is a way out of it where he comes out on top.

[zot3-flopped]

I know we’re all just working off vibes here, but my impression is that louis’ days as an act are numbered. First he cannot surely go on bankrolling that festival, the 60%-full tour, and he can’t sink his cash into another film - maybe with merch sales he breaks even or something like that but otherwise Wtf is he doing with his money.

Second, more people seem to be on the cusp of realising he’s unpleasant. I see them half-laughing at the cigs/booze/the BAD attitude, but they are not enjoying this or celebrating it, they are currently pretending it’s funny, that’s all. To be successful you need to provoke real enjoyment, it’s not enough to make your audience a little uncomfortable.

Third that audience is pretending Louis is respectful of pride flags, a creative guy, a comforting presence, and the lack of evidence is picking them off one by one. He’s losing losing losing all the time. Name one thing where he has genuinely shown success or publicly shown he creates, engenders mutual respect?

Fourthly this thing where he’s photographed having his clothes ripped off by young women is going to bite him on the ass. He’s only happy on tour if he drinks and gets handled by women, and any idiot knows that eventually that’s a shitty combination, something will happen that the old guard will explain away but the younger ones, who have different boundaries because they’re taught more about abusive males, they will not stick by him.

Like none of this seems strange to us, we know how obvious it is that he’s a talentless goblin of a man who sponged off the others throughout 1D - but little by little it’s all working to lose him his following and I can see a crisis point coming when he fucks over some young woman, runs out of money, says something foul that gets caught on camera, and never forget that all of 1D’s business is still secret - there’s no way he was a good guy in that band. More like a pain in the ass, Zayn and Harry realised it earlier and when Liam realises he can get attention by airing out some of the past, Louis is going to look worse. Anyway I am here for it, bring it on!

👏👏👏👏 Agree that he is sailing close to the wind, and the only reason there hasn't been an outcry about him encouraging his young fans to grope him is because the mainstream media stopped following his career after Walls.

Like you, I believe Louis did some terrible things in 1d that Harry and Zayn won't forgive him for, and that extended beyond 1d to his behaviour towards the BBC and music journalists. He's a pariah and the music press won't touch him.

Remember this from a 2015 Sun article by their then showbiz editor, who had met the boys many times?

A source at music giant Sony said: "Frankly, Louis is a little shit who’s managed to annoy a lot of people over the last couple of years."

Never a truer word spoken.

[velvetwyrms]

Now for something completely different! I’ve been working on an AU called Guardians (page is still a WIP) for months now and I’m finally ready to share a story from it. Please heed the tags and enjoy!

Rating: General

Relationships: Hobie/Therapy

Characters: Hobie Brown, Original Animal Character, Pavitr Prabhakar (mentioned), Gwen Stacy (mentioned), Miles Morales (mentioned).

Wordcount: 1,430

TW: Starvation, Homelessness

Tags: Alternative title: ‘Author tears up over hedgehogs,’ Fluff, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Animal Companions AU, Platonic/Familial relationship, Hobie Brown backstory, Set 2 years before he becomes Spider-Punk, Hobie needs a hug (and gets a very spiny one), it’s a lovely story I promise, Character study.

Summary: Hobie nodded in approval, speaking around his third slice in under as many minutes, “fuck capitalism, feed hedgehogs.”

Ruthless

The smog-choked air was still so frosty this time of year. Once vaguely warm, the battered, grease-stained box she was curled up upon now did nothing to ease the painful shivers running from her goose-bumped skin, all the way to the very tips of her all-encasing, banded spines. Still, she was grateful. It wasn’t the height of winter anymore, they’d made it out alive and this was the first spot of good luck they’d had in a while.

Cold or otherwise, that’s the wonderful thing about pizza, you could eat it regardless— well, if you didn’t mind the pineapple. They’d both eaten far worse, or not at all. Besides, his tastes changed like the wind—

Her ears pricked sharply at the sound of a shoe sole scraping against potholed concrete, clunky and uneven. Her nose twitched fearfully. She should’ve pulled the box further into the shadows of the alley.

Pulse racing, she curled up tighter, spines splayed until the bootprints stopped abruptly, drowned out by the distant honking, shouting, screaming of East London on a Friday night.

Then the wind changed, and all at once her panic immediately soothed into relief.

‘Ruth? You there?”

The massive pizza box slid across the wet pavement with her scrabbling claws as she zoomed towards the end of their hiding spot; a nostalgic pull tugging at her tiny heartstrings as she snuffled at the air. “Over ‘ere! Took you long enough, where the bloody hell you been?” She could almost feel the responding eyeroll as the flickering, looming shadow at the alley’s maw rounded the corner and Hobie Brown stumbled in — joy bubbled and fizzed from her brightly glowing chest and into a resounding chirp — empty handed. Ah.

"Foodbank was sold out when I got there. ‘S fine though, we’ll— I’ll jus-“

“Nono, gimmie a sec,” she croaked and shuffled back the way she’d scurried. The sogginess of the ground nearly proved too strong for her teeth as it sucked on the cardboard, but she managed to drag it just far enough to cut her young charge’s dejection short. “Ta-da! We’ve got ourselves a chicken-dinner! The crowd goes wild, n’ we have full bellies.” Her words were muffled, but from the relieved laugh he’d barked out it was clear he’d understood the gist.

“Oh my days, Ruth you’ve outdone yourself! Also, you should know, you look ridiculous. Never thought I’d see a hedgehog carrying a takeaway box that big, come ‘ere,” the box was lifted effortlessly up into the sky before the boy slumped down next to her. Hobie opened the box with the reverence of a present he’d been counting down the days for, and wolfed down the first slice like a dying man. Well, that…that wasn’t exactly far off. “Where’d you even get this? It’s huge! Could last us two days easy.” Ruth sniffed the food eagerly, climbing up and using his thigh to balance her front paws on so that she could get a better look. Hobie then passed Ruth her single slice so she sat down next to him and set to nibbling away at it. She was rather proud of herself that she’d held out long enough for her charge to have the first piece. Taking care of him was, after all, her entire reason for existing in the very literal, physical, cosmic sense.

“Stole it from a Spaceship Pizza delivery bike while the driver was havin’ a natter. She saw but apparently thought it was funny enough to fight the good fight with her boss.”

Hobie nodded in approval, speaking around his third slice in under as many minutes, “good girl, she gets it. Fuck capitalism, feed hedgehogs.”

“Mm, found your new motto then.”

“‘Course.”

The silence between them as they ate was comfortable, well lived in, homey. Ruth was munching away at a chunky strip of cheap, processed ham when her beady eyes locked onto the dip of Hobie’s hollow cheek as he grinned, and all of a sudden they were seven years old again. The worry wrinkles, far too premature for someone who’s only just turned fifteen forming on his forehead, his sharp edges and his first, shiny, new nose piecing he’d convinced a friend to give him for free we’re gone. "Do you remember we used to eat this in school? You hated pineapple. You don’t now.”

“Nah, I don’t believe in consistency. You of all people should know that.” His bordered edges shifted and his skin turned from grey newspaper clippings about threats of anarchist uprisings to a happy, relatable, empathetic pink. “You haven’t changed a bit. Just a big ol’ hoglet.”

Ruth looked at him aghast, squeaking in disapproval, spines puffing in defiance. “You’re havin’ a tin-bath.” The stripes on her spines and the glowing patch on her chest turned from a happy, relatable, empathetic pink to the grainy grey of tv static.

“Oh no, you still look like a pup to me. Jus’ with more spines. Hey, remember when I tried to count ‘em all again last week? Think I got to 561 this time.”

Ruth huffed. She had waaaay more spines than that. “I could say the same thing, you had all the grace of a toddler the way you nicked your finger. Thought you’d be used to my spines after all this time. Guess I’ll just be free of your cuddles an’ keep warm on my lonesome.”

“Woah, hey now, I’m only playin.’”

"’Course,” Ruth snorted and licked BBQ sauce off of her nose, then sighed wistfully, “blimey, I miss moments like this more than anythin’"

Hobie’s crooked smile waned and seemed to wobble a bit. Seven years old and they’d already been kicked out of their second orphanage. School gave them hot food served with kind, pitying smiles. Their new placement did neither. "Yeah…Y’know, this is the only thing that's made the last three years bearable.”

“Pizza?”

Hobie’s laugh was small, humourless and tired, and Ruth felt a pang of something sharp in her chest that was anything but starvation.

“You. Company. Jus’ ‘avin someone who actually gives a damn about whether or not I live or die tomorrow. Can’t imagine what it’s like for those blokes n’ birds who ain’t got Guardians of their own anymore. Must be propper rough. I’ve heard that…sometimes, when it gets too hard, Guardians can just leave. Sever that bond from birth completely. It happened to ol’ loopy Louis on George Street, at least, that’s what he tells everyone. But I’ve seen others too, I’ve seen two different Guardians before just wandering around alone an’ feral. They looked so lost.”

Ruth suddenly felt sick. She couldn’t think of anything worse than loosing Hobie. She was supposed to take care of him. He was her best friend, her partner in crime, her reason to keep going through these first few years of surviving on the streets. He’d been through so much already for someone so young, he’s wise far beyond his barely 15 years and she wanted to cry. “You couldn’t get rid of me if you tried.”

“I know, I’m jus’ really grateful. You’re a stellar Guardian, Ruth.”

“Well, I don’t know about that” Her voice cracked and she abandoned her half-eaten pizza crust to climb up onto his thigh again, pushing down a couple of times with her front paws to signal that she wanted up. Hobie put down his own 5th slice and picked Ruth up by the armpits to perch her on his sight shoulder. She had to grip onto his thin winter jacket to avoid falling off, but she managed, laying her spines down flat to avoid hurting him. She glanced down to their food through teary eyes, then the pins adorning the jacket’s leather collar, the cheap, patched, fraying jumper underneath and the crochet hook poking out of his top pocket where he kept the bands he was using to try out something new. He’d wanted wicks for a while.

“I do. No one else would go outta their way to steal a pizza three times their size for me.”

“No one worth knowing.” Ruth sniffed wetly, and Hobie, with carefully practiced ease tilted his head and rested his cheek on her back. “One day, you’ll meet people who will do anything for you, Hobie, jus’ like me. People who’d- who’d stop busses an,’ an’ planes and trains for you. They’ll shout your name whenever they see you, and talk about you all the time when you ain’t there, ‘cause they’ll love you millions. You jus’ haven’t met ‘em yet. I know it.

You’ll see.”

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[hedghost]

Hello :) different anon here but regarding the console, I encourage you to think about your use case.

I think Switch is better for social gaming and casual fun times. Do you want to play stress-free, fun games with family and friends? Do you not have a lot of time to commit to a game? Are you looking for games that help you relax? Perhaps something cute and wholesome? Then I'd recommend the switch. Anyone can enjoy it from a kid to a grandparent. I'd also recommend it if you prefer to move around and use motion controls and just want to have some fun or chill. It's perfect for couch gaming with other people in the same room (think house parties)

Games I recommend: mario kart, mario party, animal crossing, switch sports, just dance or any mario platformer.

Princess peach's is a cunt tho. More like rat princess.

Meanwhile, I'd recommend ps4 if you want to get into gaming or try out different types of games or go on grand adventures or even story driven games. Better suited for playing alone or playing online with 1-2 friends. If you like the idea of playing shooter games or superhero games I'd recommend this. These have a steeper learning curve and can take sometime to get used to (unlike the switch) But these games are way cooler visually and just had more fun/technical things to do, like just more heroic adventures.

Games I'd recommend: get the Playstation pass and you can play a lot of games for freeeee including alloriginal Sony game and they're all amazing e.g. uncharted, God of war, last of us, spiderman etc.

Ellie from last of us exists to cause pain (but you love her anyway)

Two things to add:

1. For a ps4/Xbox you'll need a tv or a monitor or something, whereas you don't need that for switch

2. You can always buy a secondhand console if you're unsure, it will be way cheaper

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P.s. English is not my first language so I apologise if I made any mistakes

wow no thank you so much this is so helpful! i think i'm gonna start out with a switch just bc i dont have a monitor yet and tbh i'm not really sure where id fit one in my room, but then later on once i'm a bit more into it i'll try a playstation! thank you!