#Had i walked in on someone (attempting) to rape my sibling i would wanna kill them too

[atanx]

I think this poll is missing the point. Firstly, things are not as simple as "x is a good person" and "y is a bad person". With all that Nishiki has done, he's definitely not a good person. But he's not necessarily a bad person either.

And people don't like other people or characters for their good- or badness either, that's not how it works.

Nishiki is a likeable person, as we see in Y0, being loyal and caring for his siblings deeply to the point of risking everything he's ever wanted (success and power) to defend Kiryu. He cares for his siblings and when the world keeps throwing rocks at him and he eventually snaps, it shines a sympathetic light on him.

Part of why Nishiki is my babygirl is 1) his character 2) the potential of what could have been.

Yes, Nishiki made his own decisions. He CHOSE to kill Matsushige, he CHOSE to kill all these other people and inflict suffering, but you can see why. To him, the end would justify the means, and while I don't agree with that philosphy, I still respect him.

Point is, Nishiki got dealt a bad hand, pushed to the point of attempting suicide, and then snapped and did a bunch of horrible stuff. Which, in an AU where he lives, I do think he should have to atone for.

But Nishiki is still a likeable character and his relationship with Kiryu only adds so that.

His suicide at the end of YK1 didn't redeem him. There was no need to him to detonate that bomb, he chose to because he wanted to die. Because now that he's failed at achieving his goal, he can no longer justify his actions.

I'd just like to reiterate that I don't like Nishiki because he's a good or bad person. I like Nishiki because he's Nishiki and because I sympathise with his struggles. His character arc was a string of tragedies that pushed him over the edge and no one ever stopped to give him a hand or to even ask if he's okay.

(We don't talk about YK1's ending, on this blog I pretend that the stupid love plotline doesn't exist.)

There are no good people. In the end, we're all selfish even when doing 'good' actions because we will feel like we're good people and that will make us content. Especially in a series centered around (organised) crime, I think it's ridiculous to expect anyone to be a good person or to demand that of them.

[thegayhimbo]

@noncanonfan​ asked: “I'd love to hear your takes on Jason Stackhouse for the ask thing.”

Will do! 🙂

Jason Stackhouse:

Why I like them: He’s one of my favorite himbos in media! 🥰 But even with that, there’s a lot I love about him. He’s hilarious at times, he works to be a good brother for Sookie, he brave and loyal and willing to put himself in danger for the people he loves, he can be genuinely sweet, he does have a selfless and caring side underneath, he’s willing to re-evaluate his stance on the supernatural, he does have some good insights at times (even if he isn’t fully aware of it), and he does strive to be a better person. His character development was one of my favorite things about the show.

Why I don’t: There are times he can be callow and insensitive, but I’ve never believed it was out of maliciousness. He has also made some pretty bad decisions, but then again, what character hasn’t? True Blood is NOT a show where I look for moral purity in characters.

Favorite episode (scene if movie): So many great moments. Rescuing Sookie and Eric from FOTS with a paintball gun, saving Sam from Maryann’s followers by playing “The God Who Comes,” killing Franklin when he was about to murder Tara, saving Jessica from walking out into the sun, his interactions with Sookie and Jessica...............he had a lot of great scenes. My favorite episode of his is a tie between “Timebomb” (season 2, episode 8) and “I Will Rise Up” (season 2, episode 9). 

Favorite season/movie: He was great in most of the seasons he was in, except maybe for season 1 (but he still had his moments there as well). For me, it’s a tie between season 2, season 4, and season 5. I like his FOTS story in season 2 and his attempts to save the town from Maryann later on. I also liked how he bonded with Sookie and Jessica in the later seasons, and worked to protect other people from all the supernatural chaos that was going on. 

Favorite line: So many good lines!

1.)  “It's like if a tree falls in the woods it's still a tree, ain't it? The whole point of being a hero is doing something greater than yourself.”

2.) “When you love someone, you gotta love it all. Otherwise, it ain’t love!”

3.) “People are always tryin’ to fuck up other people’s lives by tellin’ lies about ‘em. You wanna really fuck someone’s life up? Tell the truth about them. They ain’t ever gonna be the same.”

Favorite outfit: He’s naked most of the time, lol! 😂 But in all seriousness, he’s one of those characters who looks good in anything. 

OTP: I’m splitting this between toxic OTP and Non-Toxic OTP since Jason’s relationships with women have been...........messy.

Toxic OTP: Amy/Jason. I know that Amy was NOT a nice person, and this relationship was a train-wreck, but I was still morbidly fascinated with it. Jason did genuinely love Amy, and I think Amy did love Jason in a twisted sort of way. Again, not a healthy relationship, but it was an interesting one.

Non-Toxic OTP: Jason/Brigette. I know it was brief and only happened in the last 2 episodes, but I did genuinely like their interactions and how they take the time to get to know each other without automatically jumping into sex. I wish Brigette had been introduced earlier though, and they had built up this relationship through season 7.

Brotp: Sookie and Jason + Andy and Jason. I love Sookie and Jason’s sibling relationship. I love how there was character development there, and how they both became supportive and protective of each other.  Same goes for Andy and Jason. They didn’t start out great, but they developed a bromance by the end of the series that I loved.

Head Canon: I always believed Jason was secretly bisexual or bi-curious, and that the V brought those subconscious feelings out of him (including maybe some homoerotic feelings for Hoyt, who wasn’t a vampire), but was always in denial about being attracted to men because of how homophobic/biphobic southern culture is. Also, I headcanon that he owns several pairs of pink boxer briefs, and that pink is his favorite color!

Unpopular opinion: I think Jason’s stupidity is often taken out-of-context by most of this fandom, and he actually can be insightful at times, or even improvise in a dangerous situation (such as playing “The God Who Comes” to save Sam from Maryann’s followers, or creating a makeshift spear to stake Felton from a tree). That, and he’s actually willing to re-evaluate his perspectives and opinions on things, which no truly stupid person would ever do. Also, I think there were times Jason had valid reasons to dislike vampires (namely that vampires have kidnapped, tortured, raped, drained, and murdered humans in cold-blood, and that they either aren’t remorseful about it or they actively try to cover up their atrocities.)

A wish: I wish there had been more interactions between Sookie and Jason. I also wish Jason’s relationships with Crystal and Violet never happened, and that he was unable to undo some of the bad mistakes/choices he made. From a meta perspective, I wish that fans would give him credit for when he does something right, and for trying to grow as a person. I also wish certain fans would stop taking his words/actions out-of-context to justify hating him. 

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen:  In terms of the reboot, I really hope they don’t make Jason like his book-counterpart (who was not a likable character), and that they keep the Sookie/Jason relationship the same from the original show. I have no interest in seeing their relationship from the books (which was unpleasant).

5 words to best describe them: Sexy, Brave, Flawed, Funny, Loyal

My nickname for them: Himbo Warrior

[manriqucz-blog]

⠀⠀⠀❝SHE WAS TRULY A PUZZLE BUT GOD FORBID ANYONE WHO TOOK HER FOR A GAME❞   ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⁞ ◜ISSA INTRODUCTION FOR YAELIS XIOMARA MANRIQUEZ

trigger warnings include drugs, overdose, self-harm, physical & emotional abuse, attempted suicide, child pornography, unconsitional sex / rape while under the influence, child-selling ( ?? ).

originally from westerville, ohio, rosario carolina dolton was the healthy newborn baby girl to chester dolton and jimena hernendez, two sixteen-year-old teens who were definitely not ready for not a baby. jimena was gonna go through thick and thin to make sure her daughter will be living well. unlike her, chester just couldn't handle the responsibility. when turning 5 months, chester insisted on taking rosario for the day, to spend some daddy/daughter with her since he was never around. that same day was when the baby turned into yaelis xiomara manriquez, the daughter of wealthy casino and nightclub owner vincent manriquez and his wife, screen writer, and director yolanda favela-manriquez in new york city.

because the married couple couldn't reproduce on both sides of the house after having their oldest son ( WANTED CONNECTION ; LOOKS LIKE NOAH CENTINEO BC IM FUCKING TRASH FOR THEIR SIBLING RELATIONSHIP ) since they decided he was it, it killed them to not have a daughter. they didn't just want any little girl, they wanted a practical newborn, and that's when mrs. manriquez came across rosario and her birth mother jimena on social media. she wanted, no NEEDED this baby to be hers, and whatever his wife wanted, she was gonna get.

turning 6 years old in the manriquez residence was honestly any little girl's dream. it was princess themed, having pocahontas and mulan show up to her party because, in her mind, they didn't "get enough credit." the family went all out for her; 3 layer chocolate cake covered in brown, white, and yellow frosting with a candle of an exact replica of the bird from pocahontas on top. it was memorable, her most favorite memory til this day. the little girl didn't know that this was when things for her were gonna go down the drain.

she had this nanny, a woman she could've considered a second mother to her. since yolanda was almost barely ever home, they bonded the way that a mother and daughter should. some things did ring alarms in her head, like when the older woman would kiss her on the lips and they linger for too long, or when she would join her in the bath but tell her to never tell anyone. one night when it was just the two of them awake, the nanny asked yaelis to do some weird things. she asked her to get undressed, smile wide and pose for the camera. 

it wasn't til a month later that police raided the 2 story mansion after getting word that explicit photos of their little girl were floating over the internet and being posted on adult websites. the sites were taken down immediately, and when tracking down the person who posted them, it led them back to their address. unaware of what was happening, the parents were slightly afraid that they were there for other business, but were proven wrong when a laptop that belonged to the nanny was obtained with the illegal and disgusting photos. 

the manriquez household was turned upside down for the next three weeks, reporters following them to harassing their kids, spotlight staying on the family of four. the pressure of having his business getting shut down and to have his actual plan behind it all come to light was weighting vincent down, which resulted in him basically treating yaelis like she was no longer one of his own. he would belittle her small mind, pop her arm too hard that was leave a bruise and shove her until she fell. the 6-year-old was confused, scared, but more importantly, she was hurt. she felt alone. and she kept it buried up inside of her, tucked somewhere so deep that even if she did wanna think about it, her mind wouldn't allow her to.

now at the age of 11, yaelis was inspired to become everything; a dancer, singer, artist, accountant, magician. her little heart just wanted to have it all. dancing brought her into the world ballet, tap, salsa, hip hop while singing gave her the life of country, jazz, classical, and blues. pop stood out for her, so that was what she mainly had her mind set on. going into middle school was when some people started to begin to remember the name that was all over the news for weeks. they would call her "dumb" and "slutty", laugh at her and poke at her tiny figure to make her squirm uncomfortably ( fun fact; this is the reason why she HATES being tickled ) to get a reaction. it led all the way to high school, which messed with her mind in too many ways.

freshman year. two words that will automatically make the black-haired femme go off like a firework. this was when trust, genuine care, and friendship went up in flames. these words are no longer in her vocabulary, along with chill. she was invited to a junior party by a close friend of hers who stuck by her since seventh grade. she caught the eye of a senior and got her drunk to a point where she could barely see straight. they filmed him "sleeping" with her and put it on the school's website, labeling her a whore. the thing that fucks with her so much is that she was aware of what was happening. she was frozen, stuck in an out of body experience. sometimes she has nightmares about it.

she had enough. and at the age of 16, she tried hanging herself in her walk-in closet. the maid, however, was able to find and stop her before she was able to jump. that didn't stop her though. sophomore year she tried to OD on pain killers and sleeping medication. her close friend made her throw them up, landing her in the hospital on suicide watch. she also attempted to drown and suffocate herself, yet that didn't work. so she resulted to self-harm. she's not afraid to show them to the world now because it made it a huge impact on how she viewed life.

cutting the main artery, she nearly ended her life if she wasn't already in the hospital. no one knew what to do with her, so she became this evil person, praying to god's name that things will work out for her sometime soon. she never wanted to end up like this, but it just happened.

now, she's just unapproachable without trying to get you to leave her. to make you hate her guts, to wish she was no longer there. she loved it, she soaked in the hatred and fueled herself up to hate the world. if only she knew that this was gonna be her downfall instead of her rise.

HEADCANONS 

her parents are republicans while she's a democrat. she did vote for hillary and stayed locked up in her penthouse for 2 weeks drinking alone.

she does heroin and bath salts when she's feeling stressed and has no one to talk to. 

is a great chef. loves cooking cuisine meals but settles for burgers and pizza. fun fact, she loves making homemade pizzas. it's her favorite past time.

sleeps on the left side of the bed because she remembered that she was sexually assaulted on the right side and forbids to even sit other there.

a lover of all sea creatures and aquariums. favorite animal is either an otter or sea turtle. her fascination with them started with finding nemo.

speaking of which is a secret fan of disney movies. was shooketh to the core after watching descendants 2. 

is quite the reader / writer. novels and autobiographies are her all time go-to's when needing something to read.

nathan drake fan. refuses to finish 4 because she's in love with rafe and doesn't want to kill him. secretly wishes they have a 4some and just live happily ever after.

fucking hates crash bandicoot. can never get all the damn apples. rage quits games, especially board games and mario kart. never pick rainbow road in space.

ralph macchio is her sugar daddy in her mind because karate kid and the outsiders fUCKED HER UP.

when she's nice, she avoids all types of eye contact if it's someone she's never friendly toward. if she's lying to someone she cares about, she starts scratching her self-harm marks on the inside of her arm.

when focused, her tongue is usually poking the inside of her cheek or she's pacing around whenever she is while looking over something, like a script or a really good book.

was set on being an atheist but instead became a christian after her grandmother made her come to services after the whole nanny incident.

she's still considered a missing child in ohio til this day and her birth mother is still looking for her.

her weakness for falling for your muse? bubbles. she freaking loves them, especially the big ones where you can just run and it forms by itself. 

chocolate chip cookies, warm milk, a onesie, and lilo and stitch reruns is how she spends every friday night.

is afraid of thunderstorms, black-outs, and being alone. these 3 things alone will make her hysterical for hours and she won't calm down until she's literally cuddled up with someone and they're humming bohemian rhapsody to her because it's what her birth mom did when that type of stuff took place in ohio.

she's a closeted bisexual because she's afraid of being mistreated even more by her father and being disowned by her mother. the last thing she needs is to have two angry parents, and possible brother, mad at her.

YOU'VE REACHED THE END OF MY LONG INTRO POST AYVUHBECNJ. Her connections page is here. Feel free to like this up so we can plot together! i never went all out for a character like this in months, so i really hope you all love her as much as i do.

[comics-mostly]

sarah’s song - a poem (written 09/12/2012)

I’m talking to this cute boy in Biology; he’s sixteen, same as me.

He tells me that he and I, should be a we; but I turned him down, politely. He’s so sweet, so very innocent; unlike me whose so detached and belligerent. He tells me, he can see that I’m hurting inside; I guess he see’s right past this fake smile of mine, Maybe, he also has x-ray vision; maybe he can see through my sweater, at the incisions, That I made on my arms, back when I wishin’, that the dream of world without me, would come to fruition. I try to get him to stop, but he won’t listen; he says there’s a hole in his heart, and I’m the piece that’s missin’, In addition, he tells me that I’m the one he loves; that I’m an Angel, sent down from above, He holds my hands and looks me dead in the eye; I wanna trust him, but I can’t, ya wanna know why? Because the last person I loved, broke my trust; I loved him, but he was in lust. So now, I let no one in, because the last person I loved,he just let himself in, While I was sleepin’, he took it from me; the innocence I had inside, he went and robbed me, Stole everything, my purity, my sanity, my virtue; all he left me was my vanity, My hate, for men; after what this man did, when I was just a kid. Telling me he’d be there, to protect me from the monsters; when it really turns out, that he was the biggest baddest monster, He’s a monster, he’s a creature, he’s a bastard, he’s a demon; he didn’t even stop while I was underneath him screamin' I was screamin, begging him to stop; but it only made it worse, my cherry went and popped, The blood ran down my thighs, as the tears ran down my eyes, and I tried to push him off so I could run and hide, But I wasn’t strong enough, he was too tough, fiendin’ for his girl, fiendin’ for his girl, And black went my world; gone to a different place, I had to close my eyes so I didn’t have to see his face, I couldn’t stand that face, the one who’d make me breakfast, the one I bonded best with, The one who knew me best, shit; now I was havin’ sex with, And the part that made it harder, was that I was once proud to be his daughter, and I was getting’ raped by my father. So farther, I try and push the boy away; but he doesn’t understand the message I’m tryin’ to convey.. Shit, I need to hit the bathroom quick; it’s morning time, I guess I’m bound to feel sick, Sick to my stomach, when I think of him, going bare skin, Climaxin’. I could feel his soldiers, as they marched in, It was two weeks ago and that I was pissin’, On a stick, and it read that I’m pregnant, And, I don’t even know what to do, Cause the baby in my belly is also my sibling, too. It can’t be, pregnant at sixteen, And the father of my baby is also father to me. The bell rings, school’s out. I watch as all the kids, they scream and shout; their simple lives, they’re all so naïve, As I walk I think of my home, and what awaits me. Maybe a beating, maybe a raping, oh God, why does he hate me? Sometimes I think, about how easy it’d be to drive a blade across his neck while he was sleeping, Jus lying there dead, right in his bed, the sheets stained with red, Drowned on his own blood, killed by his own blood, and when I stick the knife in him, I’l show him no love. Ya know, I had always wished I was a Princess, with a life that was filled with beauty and magic; ‘Cause the story of my life is tragic, there’s no light in my life, only the blackness. My mama died before I could even pronounce the word; she died during my birth, at least that’s what I’ve heard, Maybe that’s why my father treats me the way he does; I’m just a constant reminder of the woman that he loved. Then there’s the boy from Biology; maybe if things were different he and I could maybe be.. And this baby’s life is doomed before it’s started; chances are he’ll probably be born retarded, So I’m walking up a bridge, and looking off the edge; I think about my life, and I just don’t wanna live, I think about the boy, then about the kid; then about my father, and all of his sins, There’s no saving he, there’s no saving me; and the baby is as damned as the mother to be, So I take a step, atop the ledge; I look down and think how easier it would be if I were dead, “Do it,” a voice inside me said; if I crack my skull open, all the bad thoughts will escape my head, So imma take the leap, it’s my destiny; for my body to become one with the concrete, I take a step, and feel a cold wind; goodbye cruel world, this is the end. 

A little backstory.. So, this was originally supposed to be a song that I was writing. One of my friends sent me an instrumental - $arah by Me Gusta - and told me to write a rap for it. If you haven’t heard the instrumental before, the first half is smooth, while the second half has a harsher, darker feeling. So, I wrote the first half about a prostitute who was living it up and loving her life, but then the second half focused on how she got into that lifestyle. I never actually got around to recording the song, but I kept the lyrics.

Then, during my first semester of college, I was tasked with creating a story for my theater class and presenting it. This story immediately came to mind, and so I decided to use the darker half and build upon the narrative. I ended up making her a high school student - and then, everything that came after, “I was once proud to be his daughter, and I was getting’ raped by my father.” was added to the story in an attempt to make it more compelling.

In all honesty, the hardest part of the whole process was poem was not so much writing it, but actually  the story to my class. I wasn’t emotional when I wrote it, so I didn’t expect to get the type of emotional response I received after I performed it in front of everyone. Tears filled nearly everyone eyes - perhaps because they had experienced stories such as this, or maybe because it just made them genuinely upset. In re-reading it now, I can understand why it elicited that sort of response from so many of them.

I guess I just wanted to add that, if by chance, you know someone who’s going through a difficult time, reach out to them. Try to help them, if possible. Also, be sure to give them the Suicide Hotline telephone number (1-800-273-8255). No one should have to end up like Sarah.