#I think I deserve it at this point honestly

[imhavingastruggle]

I once met a man on the street who got my attention while walking down a busy street. He clearly was having a hard time and actually just asked me for directions to a place where he could get a phone charger, which he told me directly that he'd have to steal. He'd just gotten out of prison but wasn't given any help in getting on house feet aside from a cell phone he couldn't keep charged and a parole officer he couldn't contact. He's lost the charger for the phone when he got robbed sleeping on the street.

I bought him some food and cigarettes. I gave him a bag to put his stuff in so he could carry it more easily. I gave him whatever cash I had which probably wasn't much. I gave him directions to a dollar store where he might be able to get a phone charger. He was super grateful, which wasn't the point but it's nice when someone appreciates the help.

The man at the street kiosk where I bought the food and cigarettes told me it was silly to help him because now he knows where I work (we were right outside the building where I work and I went inside to get the bag). He said that the man would come back and harass me. He never did.

Honestly, I regret that he didn't. He was suicidal and I think about whether or not my help kept him from killing himself or not regularly.

I'm sad just thinking about it now.

Just help people, y'all. They deserve it, no matter who they are.

i cannot emphasize this enough but you really need to kill the cop in your brain for a variety of reasons but especially in regards to the way that you view unhoused people. the EXTREME vast majority of the people that you see on the street are not going to cause you any harm and you need to start viewing them as human beings. i already know there are people who are going to come at me in the notes about protecting yourself in the streets and like sure being vigilant irt being aware of your surroundings is like. common sense. but the average unhoused person is not going to cause you any real harm and the fact that you view people on the street as imminent threats before recognizing their humanity and the ways in which the system has failed many people out there says a lot about the way you think about class and politics

[emsdevs]

The Return

Bear and Bug 🐻🐞

a/n: surprise!! kirby talked me into splitting this part up, so you all get one more part of the main conflict after this!! enjoy!!!

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Three weeks had passed since you arrived at Cole’s place, and he’s been trying everything under the sun to get you to return to the lake house with him. Today, after getting out of bed, you find out he’s pulled out the big guns. When you walk into the living room, you’re met with not only Cole but also Trevor and Alex. Apparently, Cole had filled them in on the situation, and they changed their flights to Montreal to come help. 

“C’mon. It can’t be that bad. I know for a fact Jack misses you,” Trevor is currently trying to encourage you to come with them, your packed suitcase sitting beside him. At some point during the night, they had snuck into your room and packed your bags, leaving you with no “good” excuse not to go with them.

“You talked to him?” your head shoots toward Trevor, hope filling your eyes. Maybe it wasn’t as bad as you thought.

“...No,” he looks toward the ground as he speaks, “but! I know Jack, and I know he’s probably falling apart at the seams if you two haven’t talked in three weeks. You’re his person. He’s probably dying right now.”

“Oh, great. I’m killing my best friend! This is exactly what I was worried about when Quinn and I got together. He’s been having such a tough time, and I’ve made it a hundred times worse. I’ll be lucky if he ever talks to me again.”

“You’re right. She is being dramatic,” Alex whispers to Cole before stepping forward to try to comfort you. “Look, sweetheart, the only way to make this any better is to bite the bullet. I know you’re scared, but you can’t keep running away from it.”

You were silent for a moment, shocked by the wisdom from Alex. After gathering your thoughts, you spoke, “You’re right. Let me go be sure you all got everything, and then we can head out.”

“No way that worked,” Cole couldn’t believe their plan worked in their favor.

“Bro, when did you become a shrink?”

~~

The tension at the lake house was higher than ever. Ellen and Jim had given up on trying to help their sons work out their issues, so they drove back home for a while, letting the boys stew in their anger. The boys had done nothing except that. Quinn and Luke silently shared an alliance while Jack either ignored them completely or began picking fights. 

“Hope you two are ready to go running back to your precious Bug,” Jack told the other two boys as he walked to the kitchen to grab a snack.

“What do you mean?” Luke answered, sass written all over his question.

“Trev just texted me. He, Alex, and Cole just boarded their flight. With Bug.”

“She’s coming back?” Quinn couldn’t hide the hope in his voice. He didn’t care how Jack felt anymore. He was miserable, and he needed his Bug. 

“Don’t get all excited. That doesn’t mean she’s getting back together with you,” Jack rolled his eyes.

“Don’t tell me you think she’s coming back for you,” Luke doesn’t even attempt to hide the sneer in his voice.

“She’s my best friend, Lukey. Of course, she’s coming back to get in my good graces.” 

“Are you kidding me? Look at how you’ve been treating her, Jack! We’re all lucky she’s even coming back at all!” Quinn is angry now. You’ve probably been hurting more than he has for the past three weeks, and Jack is acting all high and mighty like you’ll come crawling back to him. As far as Quinn is concerned, you don’t need to come crawling back to anybody. If anything, the three of them owe you an apology.

“Of course, you’re sticking up for her! God, she has you wrapped around her finger! You’re so whipped you can’t see that she’s the problem here!”

“No, you don’t get to do that. You know Quinn is right. You’ve been horrible to her, and she deserves an apology. From all of us, honestly. Jesus, I mean, she even put you’re feelings above her happiness. She and Quinn could have been so happy, but you were complaining about how horrible the NHL is every night, so her main concern was protecting you. Mind you, you are not one of the two people in that relationship, so the fact she took your feelings about it into account at all is a kind of grace that you obviously don’t deserve. Why don’t you get down from your high horse and think about everything Bug has done for you? Then, you can tell us if she’s the one that needs to apologize or not,” Luke doesn’t give Jack time to answer, walking off as soon as he finishes his speech. Quinn doesn’t hesitate in following, only giving Jack a sharp look before making his way to your room once again. He found Luke already there, so they sat on your bed together, putting on a movie and soon falling asleep.

Jack, now alone in the living room, takes the time to do as Luke said. He thought back to when he knew you’d be his best friend forever. You two had silently agreed to have separate friend groups at school, but when you saw Jack’s friends had left him alone one day at lunch, you left your friends to go sit with him. They stopped talking to you after that, but you were fine with it because you had Jack. He thought about everything you had sacrificed for him, even skipping out on joining an afterschool club because it would conflict with some of his game times. How many times had you put Jack first, even when you could’ve had something really good for you if you had put yourself first? He could think of at least one: Quinn. He’s a horrible best friend. 

Jack lost track of how long he sat there, losing himself in his thoughts that were slowly becoming more and more self-deprecating, but before he knew it, he heard the front door opening. Moments later, he jumps to his feet when he sees you walk into the living area.

“Hey,” he says, slightly out of breath.

“Hey.”

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[erinwantstowrite]

JAZZ DESERVES MORE TIME IN THE SPOTLIGHT 10000%

jazz fenton has to be the best older sibling figures in fiction I think.

they could have easily gone the route of jazz not liking danny, or picking on him, etc etc. but it's like very central to her character that she really does care about her little brother. like to a point that it almost hurts her sometimes. I think her trauma with their parents should be explored way more often, and I think it also gives a very good excuse for Danny to be in Gotham in the first place?

from what little I have tried to read of Danny phantom and Batman crossovers they have him be like colleged aged sometimes? which is cool and those aren't bad, but I do want to see an au where Danny and Jazz move to Gotham together and he's like about to leave highschool or about to be a senior. (though this is honestly because I prefer not to have a romance when I read and I do see quite a few that ship Danny with characters like Tim or Jason. whereas I look at their dynamic and I'm like jazz and Danny would fit into this family so well) I do think the older sibling who hates their parents and believes them to be a danger to their child would take custody of said kid and move to a different place as soon as they could. I think jazz would be that older sibling who figured it out and makes it work...

that being said I haven't seen Danny phantom in a really long time and I only recently rewatched like the first season ish. I do recall there being something about him being tied to Amity Park but I can't remember if that's canon or if that was a fanon thing. I just think it would be an interesting concept of having jazz go to school in Gotham and have a job on the side to try and put Danny through school too, and like Gotham has really cheap rent so it's like the best place she could find. I think jazz would have decorated Danny's room and been very excited to have her own apartment, I bet she goes to all of his school stuff, I bet she makes it a point to make sure Sam and Tucker still get to come see him all the time, etc etc. and i think it would be pretty cool if someone explored Jazz as a character more often. cause i can imagine she starts expending and exhausting herself trying to keep up with everything basically as a single parent and i can only imagine the relief she'd feel when the Waynes step in. maybe they figure out Danny's identity because he continued being a vigilante or something of that nature? and they offer jazz to take care of her school expenses and stuff like that even if they don't want to live with the Waynes or whatever. a scene where Bruce really connects with Jazz and tells her she's been doing great this whole time and she should be proud of herself, but he has the resources to help both her and Danny so they don't have to worry about rent or food ever again. and Jazz just kind of breaks down because she's been independent for a long time and she hasn't experienced an adult in her life taking notice of that and wanting to help her

and obviously this would extend to Danny in many ways, because he's also there, but this post isn't about him it's about my girl Jazz. mostly just a ramble cause i woke up sick

[lilithrosexoxo]

Fated Mates Ch. 1 Zing

Your mother takes the time to pin up your hair into an elaborate updo while your maidens pull your corset tight. “But Mother at this point I don’t even have a fated mate; the lunar goddess overlooked me”, you say with a dejected sigh.

You hate to think that way but how else are you supposed to feel? Most people meet their fated mates in their late teens or early 20s but here you are an unmated omega at 28 and not only an unmated omega but a prime omega. Your mother has always described meeting a fated mate would feel like a zing in your soul and you’ve never even felt so much as a spark with any alpha or beta. It honestly left you feeling heartbroken, lonely, and feeling like something was wrong with you. Did you not deserve love? Did you not deserve a kind loving alpha to make you feel safe? Would all of your heats always be torturous due to not feeling any satisfaction from any toy no matter how big. It just couldn’t compare to a real alphas knot. You feel tears start to well up in your eyes as you think of spending the rest of your life alone. Just the thought of spending every night by your lonesome in your nest made your heart ache. Or worst of all what if you were never able to start a pack of your own? You’ve always dreamed of having pups of your own, would you really not be able to become a mother?

“You’re doing that overthinking thing again”, your mother states pulling you out of your spiral, “you never know who you may meet at this ball, there will be a lot of handsome alphas here tonight”, she states like this night will be any different. “Besides we need a suitable alpha to take over the kingdom. All of our babies were omegas and omegas simply can’t rule the kingdom. While I love your siblings mates, none of them give off a good kingly presence and none of them are the mate of a prime omega”, she says with a shake of her head.

You sigh feeling downcast. Tonight will be no different than any other.

She places your tiara on your head and shows you the final results in the mirror and you wince. You hated wearing your crown, it always dug into your scalp. You are taken aback, you look gorgeous. You wear a deep red red off the shoulder gown. Gold and black lined your eyes and your lips were painted a deep blood red. You looked ethereal and prayed to the lunar goddess that tonight would be the night everything changed. You hate to get your hopes up but, maybe your mother was right, tonight would be different.

Your mother and your handmaidens left your room while you finished preparing for the ball. You looked at yourself one more time in the mirror gulping loudly.

“Here goes nothing”, you think to yourself as you go down the corridor leading to the ballroom. You enter the ballroom and feel a tinge of jealousy seeing your siblings dance with their fated mates.

“May I have this dance princess Y/N?”, a beta from his scent with long blonde hair and deep emerald eyes asks as he kneels before you.

Your throat constricts and your heart begins to pound in your chest as your nerves stand on end, “Is this the moment you think you’ve been waiting your entire life for?” you grasp his hand and nothing. You feel yourself fizzle out as yet another dud lands in your lap.

You put on your best fake smile, “I’d be delighted to dance with you”, you say as he takes you to the dance floor.

xoxo

You chug the rest of your ambrose wine as you feel defeated. Alpha and betas flocked to you all night in hopes of becoming the next leader of the Soleil kingdom but each one was a dud. After such disappointment you headed to the balcony to escape it all. You never felt the zing that your mother described. You can’t believe you allowed your mother’s words to get your hopes up. You go to take another chug into your mouth but are all out.

“Goddess damn it all, fuck it!”, you shout as you launch the cup into the garden. You don’t understand what was the point of being born an omega if you weren’t even going to have a fated mate. You feel scorned by the lunar goddess but, at the end of the day you just feel lonely. Tears stream down your face as you look up into the full moon. You begin to pray, “Lunar goddess please hear my plea. If I am meant to be with my fated mate please let them reveal themselves to me!”, you plead silently.

You’re met with silence and a gentle breeze blowing against you.

“Of course, I should’ve known my prayers would continue to go unanswered”, you say as you chuckle darkly. While you’re wallowing you hear a scream coming from the ballroom. You run back, while you may be mateless, one thing you did excel in was combat. With you approaching your 30s and being without a mate your father decided it was best to know how to defend yourself from those who would try to take advantage of a lack of a mate. You spent grueling months training with the knights of the kingdom to be skilled with your hands and swords.

You walked into the ballroom being an absolute bloodbath but it was easy to spot the culprits. It looks like this was an attack by the neighboring kingdom of ice elves. Things have been tense between the two kingdoms and it looks like they drew first blood. You step on something beneath you and look to see a dismembered arm on the ground. Actually now that you look around you see body parts of werewolves and ice elves all over. You pray that your loved ones are safe but, while you’re surveying the area an elf attacks you from behind knocking you into the ground. You quickly raise your hand to defend yourself and feel a sharp pain in your hand as the blade is stopped right above your eye. You quickly feel ice warp around the wound and great the elf has an enchanted sword. If you were one second late your eye would surely be gone, you’re not an alpha so there’s no way you would’ve been able to heal a wound like that. You’re also not nearly as strong as an alpha so you have to use your flexibility to use your legs to wrap around the elf’s neck and squeeze. He lets go of the knife and claws at your legs to no avail. He’s quickly knocked out and you take the sword out your hand with a grunt of pain. While you may be injured at least now you have a weapon.

You get up to see the fight has picked up and the amount of blood on the floor is causing people to slip. You look to see the leader of the holy knights, your best friend, a female alpha named Astrid, being backed into the corner by someone you’re assuming is leading this raid. Her sword lays to the side of the ground just out of reach. You cannot sit back and allow this to happen before your mind is even recognizing what’s going on your body is propelling forward and you are jumping in front of Astrid as the elves blade swings down.

“Y/N no!”, you hear your fathers distraught cry from the other side of the ballroom, him protecting your mother from the onslaught of elves that just keep coming.

You close your eyes preparing for the pain but, it never comes instead you feel electricity zip across your skin almost wait almost like a-

You open your eyes in shock and look at the alpha that’s towering over you while shielding you with his body and dagger.

“Oh my goddess, it’s you”, you say in awe. You can feel the sparks dancing between you two even with his back against you.

“Are you okay?”, a deep voice booms and it sends shivers up your spine.

All of a sudden you hear shouts, “It’s Alpha Sung Jinwoo!”, you hear whoops, hollers, and a few howls.

“It’s Alpha Sung Jinwoo we’re saved!”

“Alpha Sung please look at me”

“Alpha Sung has an army of shadow soldiers. Our numbers are now greater than theirs, now is the time to attack!”

With that there is a renewed sense of battle and the wolves and Jinwoo’s soldiers quickly turn the tide of the battle.

The man in front of you turns, kneels down, and caresses your cheek. Piercing blue eyes meet yours.

ZING!

[marscantread7]

OMGG YESSS PLEAAAASE WRITE A WHOLE FIC ABT IT FOR THE SAKE OF SEING CALEB STRUGGLE AND LOOSE HIS MIND ARGHHHH

oh omg and maybe like if he gets it right xavier and mc finally lets him cum right but from there they make him cum again and again overstimulating him🤭?? now its his turn to cry LMAOOO

I'll try!!!! Also, idk how much of my account u have looked at, but I do have a hc that Caleb gets so whiny and vocal and desperate, and he js LOVES go overstimulate himself, so like, that's honestly why he agreed to ts in the first place bc like he is literally, a horny, freaky fuck bro😭🙏🏾

I can write a little bit of this part for u rn.

Like, finally, finally after a good 2 1/2 hours, Caleb finally completes their little challenge. His face is covered in tears and the cum that they rubbed in, he's shaking uncontrollably, his breathing is all over the place. Xavier has Caleb's head resting in his lap, caressing his hair and whispering soft praises to him. Sweet, sweet boy... Caleb should really treat him out to HotPot for this...

Caleb gasps as he feels a hand wrap around his cock. It's flaccid by now, but he whimpers as he feels the hand stroking, making his cock harden again. Xavier takes the blindfold off, shushing him quietly.

"U did so good, don't u think u deserve one final reward?" He asks softly sweet. A smile is planted on his face as he kisses Caleb. "We know how much that cock of yours loves to cum, and we were so mean edging u like that. So unfair. Don't u think... we should js let that greedy cock cum to its heart content? U want that?"

Holy fuck, did he? Caleb nodded so fast that Xavier had to hold his head still, smile growing wider.

"Mc, why don't u give our good boy what he wants hm?" And she didn't have to be told twice, stroking him faster and faster.

It didn't take long for Caleb to cum, literally whining and gasping, fucking up into mc's fist. He started sucking on Xavier's fingers at some point, and his whole body shook as he bit down gently on those fingers, sobbing out as mc stroked him through the orgasm, but js kept going after that. Eyes wide and helpless, he looked up at Xavier w/ a pleading look.

"What's wrong? What do u need?" He took his fingers out of Caleb's mouth. Wiping them on his cheek.

"C... cock." Was all Caleb could muster, too shaken and horny to elaborate more. But Xavier knew what he wanted. He always knew.

"U wanna suck my cock?" A nod. "Okay, here u go.." and Xavier turned Caleb's head to the side, sinking himself into that wet cavern w/ a soft hiss. He hadn't cum all night, so this felt great.

And that's js how it went, mc eventually riding Caleb bc she thought it was unfair that Xavier was getting a release too. Js Caleb cumming over and over inside mc, his whole body tight like a wire, suckling on Xavier's cock till he came over and over and whined for more.

They did clean up and took a nice shower and bath together. Xavier was ofc the first one knocked out when they finally ended up back in bed, Caleb following not too soon after, and mc ended up staying up for an additional two hours, watching all the videos they made bc... she's insane idk.

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Js an idea on how I'd want to end it. If I write this into a fic, I'd go more into detail, obviously, but I didn't wanna make this too long😅 hope u enjoy though!!!

[ngage2003]

I could make a whole post about it but my clonidine is kicking in right now so I am going to just summarize some thoughts real quick.

Alex Kralie is a character that seems, to me, to hold some level of toxic ideals relating to masculinity.

"What the hell are you on about?" Well, he seems to hold (and to have always held) some unhealthy ideas about control and other people, which can be seen pretty much anytime he is on screen.

The first you might think of is how at the start of the series, he was domineering and controlling on set, being easily agitated along with belittling and rude to his cast members. We know these traits have been worsened due to his repeated Operator exposure, but I believe it is implied/shown that he always had these traits, with how he tends to be very particular about details relating to his film and a bit of a needy visionary even when his ideas are extremely unlikely or even close to downright impossible. (I.E. In Entry 54 he talks vaguely about the fact he wanted to make original music for the Marble Hornets trailer despite Tim just having learned the ukulele and Alex seeming pretty blind on playing the piano.)

Now, I do not think Alex Kralie is a bad person, but his intense need for control, to be responsible for everything himself, along with his developed habit of harshly belittling other people that only worsens over the show and his inability to fully trust even his best friend—these are all traits very associated with men who cling to masculine ideals to the point of it being damaging to their health.

I think to some degree Alex always held them, not to the degree we see in the series but he honestly just seems like he has a long history of teasing people a bit too far, being pushy, and being the sort of perfectionist who bites off more then he can chew. It is just due to his torture at the hands of the Operator, his more redeeming parts of himself—his guilt, his connections to other people, his trust—ended up getting peeled away by it, leaving this big raw wound of a person in its wake.

I think this fact is a really important facet of Alex Kralie's character and honestly grounds him in reality and the time period of Marble Hornets, and I think the fact people sometimes brush it under the rug in favor of him just being pure evil from the start is a bit sad and misses some of the most important aspects of Marble Hornet's impeccable writing.

People tend to cite Tim as being the complex one, but really all these characters are and they deserve that recognition, even if it means also recognizing their uglier, human sides.

[ryoko-loves-roses]

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The Recruiter + In-Ho

A/N: HAPPY NATIONAL TICKLE DAYYY!!! Literally... this man deserved it so bad. I had so much fun writing this fic! Thank you to the person who asked for this. :) Have a great rest of your day, everyone. Summary : It was an ordinary day of work, or so The Recruiter thought... but little did he know that this 'ordinary' day would take a turn for the worst. ═════════════════════════════════════════ Ever since that stupid mistake, The Recruiter could not live the punishment down. Despite having a cocky smile on his face whilst he tried to recruit new people to play the Squid Games, it was always in the back of his mind. Every walk he took, it felt like he still had fingers digging into his sides and stomach - as humiliating as it may be, The Recruiter let out a sigh, picking up his briefcase again, just to take the subway to another station, to continue this loop of stringing vulnerable people into the cycle of death games. It’s been a few weeks now at least, and the thought was always in the back of The Recruiter’s mind. He can’t believe he let himself be humbled that quickly, and in that humiliating way? He should’ve slapped himself, angry at himself for being extremely childish and pathetic. After another day of work, he arrived at the disguised base. It would be hell if someone like Gi-Hun found this place, but it was really only The Recruiter’s ‘home’ to put it simply, since he’s a human, who gets tired… (even though he’s a fucking lunatic but yk we all have our faults LOL) The Recruiter walked swiftly into one of the bedrooms, sitting down with a tired sigh. He began to take off his shoes, untying them first, but he froze in his tracks when he heard three knocks on the bedroom door. That was weird - Usually, if he was needed somewhere, they’d phone him in on the walkie-talkie With a cautious stance, The Recruiter put a hand on the doorknob, carefully opening the door, though fully expecting someone to attack him - But no.

He froze once he saw that familiar black mask, he practically stumbled backward in shock and fear. I honestly think the one thing that could get him fearful like this was the Frontman, because he didn’t want to die yet - The Frontman didn’t say a word as he entered the room, his expensive shoes clicking against the hard, tiled floor. Fuck fuck fuck. What did The Recruiter do now? He’s been doing everything by the book, right? I mean - he hasn’t successfully been followed! What could he - A low chuckle escaped The Frontman’s lips as he raised up a hand, gently removing his mask. In-Ho glanced at the floor, where The Recruiter was currently sitting, practically frightened out of his mind - “Get up.” In-Ho ordered, and just like that, The Recruiter scrambled to find his footing. Once he stood up, In-Ho put his mask that was in his hand on the bedside table, and this is when The Recruiter started to question everything. What the fuck did he do this time? “Sir, I swear I have been doing everything asked of me-!” He tried to plead, but In-Ho only let out a low chuckle. “You think I’m here to punish you again?” He asked with a taunting voice before continuing. “It’s quite the opposite actually. I wanted to congratulate you.”

... Congratulate? Somehow, The Recruiter didn’t believe that at all. What the hell was this guy up to? “..Sir… pardon my asking, but - congratulate me?” I mean, The Recruiter could not believe it. Usually, he wouldn’t get any sort of praise, and for THE FRONTMAN to come to HIS room personally to tell him that? Absurd. In-Ho let out a sigh, a bit irritated about the height difference between the two of them while he talked, so he pointed to the bed.* “Sit.” The Recruiter let out a low sigh, but did as he was asked of him, …like a dog, which In-Ho is the ‘owner’ in this instance. Still not sure what this was about, The Recruiter questioned the man in front of him, which even he was nervous to do. “What is this fo -” Tch - The man was cut off by a poke to his ribs by none other than In-Ho, which like clockwork, made The Recruiter jolt in his seat, immediately bringing his knees to his chest to try (and fail) to block out the ticklishness of it all. “HEhy-! No! Wait-” The poor guy didn’t even get a chance to ask what the hell he did this time. In-Ho leaned down, a noticeable smirk on his face as he latched both of his hands onto The Recruiter’s ribcage, giving the man little time to prepare before immediately drilling all ten fingers into his ribs. The sound that the cocky man let out was deafening.

“FUHuHuHUck-! HEheHEY-!!” The Recruiter’s laughter was met by the smug smirk on In-Ho’s face. “My dearest apologies, but I was a bit bored after a few weeks of not hearing this sound.”  Damn this sarcastic bastard.. - “IHIHII DIHIIHIDNT DOHOOHOo ANYTHIHIHihiIHIng-!” As a reflex, both of The Recruiter’s hands gripped at In-Ho’s wrists, but he wasn’t budging as he dug mercilessly into The Recruiter’s ribcage - “I know you didn’t do anything… but I was getting tired of finding reasons to tickle you shitless.” In-Ho replied, absolutely no remorse in his tone as he annihilated The Recruiter’s ribs. The Recruiter fell back onto the bed, squirming like his life depended on it, but just to keep him secure… In-Ho decided to straddle the man’s hips, effectively holding him down while still drilling his fingers into his ribs with a smile. The man let out an ear-piercing screech, his head falling back and hitting the pillow - In-Ho let out a low, dark chuckle, deciding to make it worse. He shoved both of his hands underneath The Recruiter’s shirt, easily digging into his bare ribs, and holy flying fuck - If you had seen this guy right at this moment, you would never have thought that his job title would be brutal, right? He was laughing like a child, with a giddy smile as he squealed with ticklish delight (or torment?) Even so, his legs began to kick outward as a ticklish instinct, but luckily for In-Ho, he was straddled tightly on The Recruiter’s hips, wrapping his feet underneath him like a hold, so he wasn’t budging at all - I mean… The Recruiter could’ve used his hands right? Well, In-Ho was relentless, and even if The Recruiter tried to hit him off, he could easily block the flying punch.

“IHIHIiII- BhhAHahHA-” Goddamn - the once cocky salesman was reduced to nothing but a helpless, giddy, ticklish, and squirmy puddle, by The Frontman himself, and the worst part was that In-Ho never planned to stop anytime soon - that much was clear. “Damn… now I'm wondering why the hell i hired you for such a ruthless job when you die with laughter with only a few pokes.” In-Ho taunted, his fingers brutally scribbling and digging into each rib, even in between them - But, when The Recruiter had trouble breathing, In-Ho decided to stop… only to let him catch his breath. He continued to hold the other down, smiling down at him.* “I’ll make you a deal.” The frontman began to say, his smile turning into something more… devious. …Now The Recruiter was listening. “Let’s play a game, and if you win… I’ll stop tickling you, - but if you lose…” He trailed off, experimentally hovering his hands above The Recruiter’s ribs, - giving him the well-needed message. How ironic. The Recruiter, who is used to giving others games, is going to be forced to participate in one that will determine if he’s too humiliated to go to sleep tonight - Without much of a choice, he let out a shaky sigh, nodding his head. “..i’ll play..” And just like that, the game was off. In-Ho smiled, “Great. Raise your arms.” Again, without much of a choice, The Recruiter did as he was told, raising his arms above his head.

In-Ho smirked - that same fucking smirk that The Recruiter should be scared shitless about. “There is only one rule: if you can go atleast one minute without laughing, you win.” The Frontman stated, rubbing his hands together before teasingly wiggling his hands right above The Recruiter. He wasn’t tickling him yet… but was damn well about to. The Recruiter tensed up at even that little action, - knowing this would be a challenge for him. Without much of a thought, In-Ho’s wiggly fingers came crashing down into The Recruiter’s armpits without much of a warning, and holy shit - The Recruiter almost lost then and there, but he quickly bit his lip in time, which made In-Ho chuckle lowly. “So close… I’ll get you to break soon, trust me on it.” Right now, the only sounds In-Ho was getting out of The Recruiter were undignified whimpers, which was adorable and extremely pathetic to be honest. He clenched his hands into fists, his eyes shutting tightly as he fought HARD to stop himself from laughing. He thought In-Ho would at least be easy on him for this, but nope - he was brutal. like always.

He was absolutely dying - his face was red just because he was  trying to keep the laughter in, and it’s only been 20 seconds. In-Ho smirked devilishly. “Still not breaking? Hm, We’ll see about that tough guy.” In-Ho then shoved his hands right underneath The Recruiter’s shirt, smirking when his eyes widened - and with one word, all hell broke loose. ”Gotcha”~ One drill into his ribs and he practically combusted. Holy shit - who decided to hire such a ticklish man? The irony and hilarity of this situation was absolute gold. He tried to scrunch up, trying to lower his arms - but In-Ho smirked. “No. You lost, remember?” He reminded, this time forcing The Recruiter’s arms to stay up with one of his free hands before MERCILESSLY attacking The Recruiter’s ribs with the other. “This is your punishment.” ”IHIHIHII HAhaHAHATE YOHOHOOHOu-!” Ah… people say ridiculous things when they’re getting tickled out of their fucking mind, huh? - Maybe next time, The Recruiter won’t open the door.-

[undomesticated-animal]

Honestly, body euphoria has done WONDERS for my ability to keep a physical self care routine, and I keep thinking back to Young Domi being so fucking OVERWHELMED by the thought of having to haul myself through the daily gauntlet of mirrors, lights, smells, self-shaming, and dysphoria inducing body modifictions made in a desperate bid to feel worthy of my skin. The idea that this could ever be anything but NEUTRAL AT BEST was laughable to me, so much so that I didn't even realize how terrified I felt by the possibility it could be real.

I can't go back and tell Past Domi all the things I understand now that I know would have mattered so much, but I can say them on the internet and maybe someone gets to learn them faster than I did.

Body euphoria isn't just for trans and intersex folks. And I mean this more than just "oh cis people should get gender ephoria too" (it's true!) because I also mean that the idea that body euphoria/dysphoria is neatly segmented up into little slices of life with no crossover is unrealistic and painful for everyone. Thinking that I was only allowed to care about my euphoria around gender actually made it REALLY hard to recognize I was having DYSphoria around my gender at all. After all, I avoided thinking about that in exactly the same ways I avoided thinking about the dysphoria around other aspects of my embodiment! I must just be bad at body positivity, "it's always easier to do for others than for myself 🤗 teehee" was a go to blow off for me when people asked me to confront how visibly uncomfortable I was in my body.

Because the thing is, it ISN'T easier to do for others than yourself. It really isn't. The part that's easier is avoiding the shame we feel about it. But once we confront the shame, loving your body is the easiest thing in the world. <- this is gonna be where Past Domi went "oh fuck this noise" and bounced but HEAR ME OUT

A body you cannot live with is a body you cannot care for, and a body you can't care for is a body you will almost always struggle to live with. This feedback loop is the CORNERSTONE of body dysphoria for a lot of people. It's a chicken and egg situation where it's nearly always going to be impossible to know what came first, but once either is present, the other will kick into gear to really hunker down in your psyche.

The feedback loop works the other direction too though. This is why people tell you to find the little things that make a tiny difference. They are (usually) not telling you that it'll be enough on its own, but every one of those you find uncovers new ones, and little by little you start feeling up to bigger pieces of self care because you've recovered enough to start putting int the front-loaded work for the worthwhile outcome

When that upwards feedback loop clicks? It's night and day. Like I genuinely don't know how to describe what it's like to just sort of.....wake up different. But it happens all the time, and it KEEPS happening. And you start to realize you're not "waking up different" you're just....getting to know yourself without feeling so uncomfortable with what you're learning that you shy away from yourself

I dunno man, I don't have a point here, but I've been processing old grief lately and the grief of how long I spent viciously hating myself and truly believing that's what neutrality feels like.....Little-Domi deserved better, and so do yall

[velvetvexations]

Was going through the Playdoughs tag just to see what was up with the Homestuck vs Dykes To Watch Out For stuff and unfortunately saw that she apparently was also trying to paint Leslie Feinberg as a TERF and ngl might be a bit conspiracy brained but between that and the Bechdel stuff I'm wondering if she's just trying to shit on every single notable butch person out of a hatred for transmascs and "TMEs". Like no queer person has ever been perfect, but it's getting sus that transradfems never bring up any of the problems with Whipping Girl and decry anyone who does a transmisognist but they're allowed to shit all over Stone Butch Blues and Dykes To Watch Out For because the authors both have had some questionable takes.

It also especially pisses me the fuck off because Feinburg literally stopped medically transitioning to avoid the separation from the lesbian community(and expirience a bunch of butches say they shared on a post I found from r/ButchLesbians. Legit saw PD claiming the women in the book only exist to prop up tmascs and take care of their emotions which...idk in the context of that passage I legit can't help but feel like she genuinely thinks the isolation that came with transition was just and deserved. PD also compares Feinburg to a cis man writing misogynistic crap about cis women and truly, shut the fuck up. It's possible for anyone to be misogynistic, but Stone Butch Blues very clearly shows not only how much Feinburg valued the women around hir even as they abandoned hir for trying to become who ze wanted to be, but also how much violence and hatred butches and tmascs face, and honestly I think the latter might be her real problem with it. Can't let queer books about tmascs and butches exist, people might realize queer masculinity is actually NOT celebrated by cishet society! And ofc course asking any queer woman to stand in solidary with her butch community members is placing men's emotions over women's and implying women only exist to support and care for men. It would almost be funny if it wasn't so goddamn transphobic and cruel.

Anyway yeah, sorry to vent, that just bothered me so fucking much. I think it's perfectly fine to point out issues with well-known queer authors and activists but when you are specifically attacking masc queer people I start to get suspicious that combating transmisogny might not really be what's driving this. And again, it's awful that anyone could read that book(or just like Feinburg's wiki page) and come away with the belief that society and certain queer spaces never punish queer masculinity. It breaks my butch heart to see all of my fellow butches never making their body a home because they'd rather live a dysphoric life than end up alone with no community. I'd love for any transradfem to read those testimonies and tell me tmascs and butches aren't targeted for their masculinity, I dare them.

some trans women desperately need trans men to be cis men because cis men violently oppressing us isn't enough and they need a direct 1:1 equivalent to the relationship cis women have with cis men to feel validated

[chaifootsteps]

https://www.tumblr.com/chaifootsteps/774187706168360960/im-really-surprised-they-didnt-go-for-a-stolas

honestly I feel like the fandom is in real denial about this. I've deadass seen a fanfic or two that uses this exact premise that came out before Sinsmas where Stolas is still depressed but is grateful for what Blitzo does for him and is at least somewhat aware of the fact that he is a financial burden on him and does say something nice to Blitzo once in a while

then the episode proper comes out and Stolas never says a single nice thing to Blitzo, never says thank you, never shows any self awareness about what a financial burden he is and how he's never worked a day in his life. even when Blitzo gives him a job to do to earn money, Stolas immediately messes it up both accidentally and completely on purpose when he's rude to the client, tries to trash the office and ditches to go try and make up with Via after a month of doing nothing (none of which he's ever called out for)

I can only think some of the fandom is just engaging in a never-ending game of kicking the can down the road - they still believe their sweeter fanon Stolas who actually is flawed but somewhat redeemable (if you take their reading of murder family just being questionable and not obviously coercive like it was in s1) is going to show up any second. and when anyone points it out they just say 'it'll come next episode! it'll come this season!' even when we've already seen from s2 that the show has little interest in addressing Blitzo's issues with Stolas because they've decided they're done with that and Blitzo just loves him now despite there being no chance on his part re: the classism

alternatively they just love the show they've made up and not what it actually is.

it really says something to me that even the defensive fans on TV Tropes have an Abandon Shipping entry for the central relationship of the show. deep down I think they're realizing this is a very bad idea of a relationship even if they want to argue all day that Stolas isn't 90% of the problem here

I wish more of them realized that there's absolutely no shame in saying "Fuck this nonsense and fuck canon, we're giving them the story they deserve." A lot of them act like it's a betrayal of Viv and the canon story, and putting aside whether Viv deserves betraying (she does), it's not one. It's the entire point of fandom. It's why we're all here.

[horrormogai]

Happy Black History Month !!

[PT :: Happy Black History Month]

So, to not fancify things, shit's been fucking weird and rough since the idiot and chief came back into power. Especially for the POC creators in our community. So here, we want to give a shout out to several black creators in our community who make beautiful labels and flags in celebration of this month!

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BIPOC Coiners ::

[PT :: BIPOC Coiners]

⛧ @vampitsm - An amazing coiner and creator, makes terms based around blackness as well as horror and vampire themes! Also just generally an awesome dude. ⛧ @psychsilk - Coiner who creates genuinely gorgeous flags, its understanding of color theory is just *chefs kiss* ⛧ @xyrthemost - Makes lovely terms, beautiful flags, and is a genuine lovely person to have in the community! ⛧ @mogaimagic - A blog I have been following for some time shey have been made some genuinely gorgeous flags and terms and sheir blog theme is so cute! Reminds me of magical girls :D ⛧ @edwardallenpoe - Has made the amazing black and intersex labels, hys Intersex Stud flag is one of my favorite intersex flags (I don't use it, I just think it's pretty) ⛧@clowncaraz-journal - Made the gorgeous flag term Soul that I think everyone should look at personally. I totally misread // didn't read well enough and that's totally on me, they did not create the term, simply posted it for others. Still a lovely creator to check out <3 The original coiner is pink parthenon on tiktok ⛧ @luniarii - Made the adorable Black Girlkisser flag and makes a lot of beautiful flags based around being sapphic! ⛧ @knwight - A new blog that makes genuinely really gorgeous flags, the kind of designs you'd love a sticker of. ⛧ @pixxiesticksys - A coiner who creates a lot of amazing labels targeted towards atypical dysphoria and reclaiming the slur "mutt"! ⛧ @silverrhythm - A new MOGAI blog to give support! The pokemon theme has my autism eyes staring at their blog <3 ⛧ @the-astropaws - A blog ran by two mods, one black and the other non-black POC. Makes some of the prettiest and loveliest terms <3

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BIPOC Archivers ::

[PT :: BIPOC Archivers]

⛧ @blkmogai - An archive for black and POC terms and creators! Run by @/vampitsm and @abandonedknowledge

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Notes ::

[PT :: Notes]

This post is not about me, even though I'm the one making it, the only interaction I care about is the attention given to the users I have listed. I am a simple white boy from Detroit. I do not want you to listen to my voice, I want you to follow my finger as I point to the voices you should be listening to. Along with that, you may notice not many users are listed. I have noticed as well, and I feel that says something about this community. Something that leaves a sour taste in my mouth. I am not blind, I have seen how our community treats POC and it is honestly pretty damn abhorrent. Many users speak over POC voices or simply don't take it seriously. Rather than actively being anti-racist, a lot of people just put shit like "racists DNI" in their rentry's or carrd or anything and call it good. There is no active fight against racism here, simply a passive acceptance whenever it rears its head. If you reblog this post, if you interact with this or me in anyway, I want you to take the time to follow any of the coiners I've listed. POC deserve a space here too. You need to be more than just not racist, you need to be actively anti-racist. If you're a black MOGAI creator of any kind, please promo yourselves in the replies. I will do my best to add anyone who does to this list.

[theclownghoul]

Gratuitous

Opinion piece & analysis

I really hate how Jinx’s suicidality is portrayed in S2, largely in Act lll but we’ll talk about all of it.

In S1 we have about three moments (by my count) that show Jinx harming herself or trying to end her life. Hitting herself in episode 3, being careless with the staples in episode 7 and pulling the pin on the bridge also in episode 7. There is also a line she says to Vi “You’re the reason I’m still alive” in episode 9 which given other things she says in that moment could be interpreted as other ideations.

What makes these moments different from S2 episode 9? Well none of the three main writers were credited to those episodes other than the dialogue in S1 episode 9. Most of them are communicated through animation only. They also just feel different, they’re vulnerable, other things are the focus and her doing these things is just a reaction to those feelings. There was something to get from the scene besides a showcase of her pain.

Episode 9 of S2 is not that. It’s gratuitous, it’s a spectacle, it’s gory and somehow losing all its impact. There’s the music which is not what I’d call tasteful or subtle. It’s making an impression, wants to force a feeling or reaction. Make you sad or horrified and oh, I was horrified but not the way they wanted.

Even the way she digs her nails into her cuticles in S2 episode 8 isn’t really meant to show us anything about her. It’s meant to affect the audience.

In comparison I almost appreciate how people have read her pulling the pin in S1 episode 7 as trying to manipulate or take Ekko out too instead of being a completely clear cut attempt. Because it at least shows that there is enough going on with the character’s mindset that we can speculate on her motivations and how she’s reacting to all the emotions that came from fighting her old friend. If you look at her face it’s sadness and regret (S1 is also better at story through facial expressions since there was forethought). You’re free to have your own reaction, not the one that’s set out for you.

I have mixed feelings about her fight with Vi now and telling Vi that she’s okay to go out by her hand. It feels closer to the moments in S1 than later in episode 9. There’s more going on, we’re meant to consider multiple layers of both her and Vi’s feelings in the moment. It’s a non explicit parallel to the Bridge and does show a pattern of behaviour. It’s also not credited to any of the main writers.

The scene from the opening of episode 9 as a whole, is it romanticization? Heard differing opinions on this and I honestly don’t know where I stand. One one hand it shows how empty she feels and how everything has come crashing down despite trying and it communicates her emotions through the images and music. On the other the scene is meant to be visually appealing while also showing her detonating the bomb very explicitly, like you see her blood. I’m sorry but this is some 13 reasons shit. None of this is helped by the fact that Isha was killed purposely to get her in this state.

I had way more emotions about the actual story in the scene with Ekko in S1 and the scene with Vi in episode 3. Originally I liked this scene but I just can’t really remember why exactly, especially when compared to the earlier ones. The other scenes aren’t lacking in any way when it comes to showing her despair so I’m lead to believe it’s a stylistic choice in line with S2’s music video focus.

Then there’s Ekko… what did he do to deserve this? I’ve said before that if he had to he would save her but the reason he had to was because this scene sounded like a good idea. Saw someone say why is it his responsibility to save her and yeah why? He’s her romantic interest? Not from her perspective at this point and that’s a terrible reason anyway. Not only are we shown her blowing herself up in detail, being inflicted with it but he also has to see that, multiple times. Please don’t make me think too long about it… then we don’t see what actually changes her mind and actually see their bond. That also doesn’t give me a lot of faith is what they think is important to show.

Then she sacrifices herself at the end to “break the cycle” which no one is actually clear on what is meant by that and the same damn song is playing. It’s weird.

I’d like to compare it to the Poison sequence from Hazbin Hotel since that scene faced backlash for “romanticizing” abuse specifically in that scene. If I can describe what makes Poison not exploitative and what makes Wasteland so then I can safely say they are different and there is something deeply sinister about Jinx’s scene.

Poison benefits internally, inside the context of the story from being visually appealing and pretty. That tells part of the story in and of itself and eventually it cracks, mirroring how Angel feels in the scene and in his situation.

Wasteland benefits externally, it’s done for the audience as I’ve been saying. There is nothing about Jinx’s mindset or actions that we get a better insight into from the stylistic choices. We know “she loves a spectacle” but that’s the only internal explanation that I could make. Even if they wanted the cutting of her hair and the burning on the last drop but the framing could have easily been different.

Think about the staple scene for contrast, it has no interest in being something other than what it is, brutal and disorienting, just as she is feeling in that moment. Jinx would behave that way whether there were “eyes” on her or not. Poison is the same, Angel “performs” to keep his thoughts at bay regardless of an audience. Wasteland only exists in its current form to entertain.

The final “sacrifice” also falls into this, solely focusing on eliciting a reaction from the audience and making a spectacle of sadness. There is no resolution to Jinx’s earlier conversation with Ekko, we don’t see her reflect, we don’t see a change. We have no reason to believe she’s in any way in a better place. Her decision to give her life for Vi’s isn’t particularly fleshed out and this as a conclusion to her arc is bizarre at best and offensive at worst, suggesting she had to remove herself from her loved ones lives, something she simultaneously feared and was tempted by.

I probably shouldn’t feel the need to make such a caveat but I am aware that the could be a matter of preference when it comes to how scenes like this are portrayed but the way this scene was done continues to strike me as odd. I can’t help but think it maybe intentionally or unintentionally is playing into the “sacrifice” message where, it may be a sad thing but Jinx had to die. And that’s a horrible thing to say.

[utilitycaster]

The reason those C3 fans shit the bricks over the Charity stream was because they viewed the charity stream as a win for them and bells hells. Not like you know, an actual good thing to help people in need. Because when it was announced they were in the qrts and on twt yelling that the cast closing to play as Bells Hells was cause they loved them above all. That BH were "winning" because MN didn't get one shots while airing. No1 expected anyone BUT BH to be played so they were fighting air tbh.

[Cont. So when Laudna got yeeted and Beau joined it, it's like they suddenly hit with the fact that the cast like all the times. All character sheets were available and BH was being played by default of the one shot happening during c3. But they hung their entire world view on BH being extra special that they broke. Saw them also being PISSED at Ashley and Liam for getting MN members to the top before everyone else and especially the gate was "showing up BH".]

Here is what gets me, as a person who does not follow sports in any form: The Mighty Nein are a juggernaut of popularity within the fandom. I think this is for the most part deserved and I also think a lot of fans of C1 who never vibed with any later campaigns are simply not active in fandom any more since it's been 7 years, and Critical Role had more recognition with Campaign 2, so like, numbers within active social media fandom are not a perfect indicator of quality, itself a subjective measure.

HOWEVER. If you want your team to win, the most efficient way to do that is to start rooting for the winning team. I get that this is considered treasonous to genuine fans of sports. But like, if your biggest priority is Number Is Bigger then there is an obvious solution and it's called jumping on the bandwagon. Otherwise, perhaps you should consider a different metric, such as "did I have fun at this game? Were the snacks good? Were there some cool plays?" (from this you can see my priorities re: live sports namely are my friends here and did I get some nachos and a beer but you get my point). Honestly, this is how I and a lot of other people have been approaching Bells Hells week to week for some time now: were there some cool scenes? Did the character they liked most at the time say something funny? Did NPCs do anything? Were the fight mechanics interesting?

I have a post that I am saving for next week about specific elements of C3 that goes into more depth but I feel like Campaign 3's fandom in particular fell to a certain attitude that feels very specific to a younger (to me, an ancient crone, so like, mid-20s) crowd, of obsessing over numbers: how many fics. how many notes. how much screentime. can you believe that Episode 100 didn't even have Bells Hells in it????? And it's like. who the fuck cares. Is it good? Is it satisfying? Because right now we're watching you guys all admit it hasn't been and 120 episodes in you were waiting for the campaign to REALLY begin.

I don't think the cast dislikes Bells Hells! I think they all like all of their characters, and frankly when the cast gets asked directly a lot of them go with a "you never forget your first" and give their VM character anyway so like, the vitriol at the Mighty Nein really is a petty popularity contest in the end. But Bells Hells are the party that the cast happened to be playing during the Moon Plot Campaign and the party that the cast happened to be playing at the time of the livestream. None of the three main parties are uniquely special. They are special to their individual fans.

I made the Elon Musk comparison for C3 fans earlier this week and I don't want to go too hard since like, he is truly horrible, and I do think that a lot of C3 fans, while currently shitty self-absorbed people, are also quite young and it is my hope that a sharp but ultimately harmless disappointment like this campaign might shock them into fixing their hearts, but the final lines of this post came to mind while writing up a lot of my responses: "And in fact I would argue that seeking to put yourself above other people is inherently going to leave you empty, because egotistical as you may be, you've adopted a values system where your sense of self worth intrinsically depends on other people. Congratulations, you played yourself."

If your day can be ruined because your blorbo wasn't present for 100% of a live stream for charity and the cast likes all of their characters? You should work on that! I'm not saying it's easy or fun but it really is a thing you should work on because right now, the worst thing that's going to happen to you is people laughing at your misfortune on social media. But if you keep up this behavior, you're going to be bitter and miserable forever, and it will be your own fault because you're getting mad that something that was never about you continues to not be about you. Learn to accept that you had a good time (if you had a good time, anyway) and it's over and that's okay.

[yandere-daydreams]

Hi hi! I love everything you write!! I have a question, would you ever consider writing a 3some or 4some with gojo, geto and shoko? I would love to read it from you 🥹

honestly i think my main hold up with including shoko in satosugu nonsense is that she just. hasn't done anything to deserve that. she's so much better than them and deserves so much better, and i have yet to reach a point of horniness potent enough to cloud that awareness.

[kassian-ck]

Since we're all gonna die (Cobra Kai s6 p3 coming out soon), I feel like there's one more secret I have to share with you.

I do not want Miguel to become captain of Cobra Kai and win the sekai taikai. Nor for Johnny to get Cobra Kai back.

Do not like it, do not like the way leaks presume they're going to get it. And much less that Robby is honestly going the get the short end of the stick again by getting a career changing injury especially after the 8 minute leak that came out. I'm a sucker for stories that highlight how life doesn't go as expected including lifelong dreams, but I think Robby has had enough of that bro 😭 I've seen pretty much everyone voice their distaste in this part, but I haven't seen much about Miguel so you know me 🫶

So for me, this is not something that favors Miguel as a character at all. Becoming a replacement for a spot that he likely didn't do anything to earn I think completely diminishes the effort he put into trying to become captain in the first place. Who knows how it may happen when my guess is that Yoon will take Kwon's place, kinda tricky to take the spot of a dead kid too imo. Cobra Kai has impacted Miguel in more ways than just a shift in his attitude and idealogy. It's easily part of the reason why he experienced a near-death experience in the first place. So for him to return to a dojo that literally changed his life for the worst, alongside the guy that has audibly said that Cobra Kai will always be tainted by Kreese's legacy is such a nasty character assassination for both Miguel and Johnny. Miguel doesn't need to be captain to be on top and to succeed. The way that he's become Robby's right hand man after everything they've gone through is too good to be taken away man, come on.

EDIT: I be always posting without finishing my thoughts man istg. But wanting to add about Robby — If the writers are trying to have Robby's arc be that he defeats all odds even after everything he's gone through, giving him another injury is not the way to send that message. It would genuinely be much more powerful if they allow Robby to keep the captaincy he won fair and square and show him succeed after feeling like everything in his life was against him. It doesn't have to be everything he has left, but it could show that somebody's past does not define their future. It's the absolute conclusion of his series-long arc, and I think there's no better way of doing him justice than giving him a win on the top after starting from rock bottom.

I have a TINY amount of faith that they have been playing with us all this time and everyone will actually stay in Miyagi Do, giving both Robby and Miguel the ending they deserve and have Tory ACTUALLY fight along side everyone finally, but at this point, I can't expect anything else. At least it doesn't seem that Sam actually quits karate forever and becomes just a cheerleader on the sidelines.

Maybe.

(I know I criticize the show a lot but I'm gonna miss it a lot 🤧)

[a-tortured-poets-quill]

I know one of you didn’t just say this to me.

I work very hard on the writing I do on here and I do try to stay consistent, but it is hard since 1. I’m a college student and have my grades and my own job irl and 2. I do get a lot of requests. It all piles up at a point and I can’t get to everything all at once.

That was a really asshole thing to say to me and I would like an apology. Also, I feel like this is a pretty good time to point out that a lot of writers and artists on here get flack when they aren’t able to get to everything when people want it. Creators on here work really hard to get their work out and we don’t deserve to be treated like this. Fuck you if you think it’s okay to treat people like this. Honestly just… fuck you.