#I'm in full petty bitch mode

[princelancey]

He's already a self serving bastard. What do you think Monaco was?

I have faith in him that he can do worse. For example Pierre ended that race with points, this can change (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡

[marril96]

Reasons

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x reader

Summary: Agatha wants to know why you wanted to go on the Road.

You knew you were in trouble when Agatha left the rest of the coven huddled around a fire and joined you in the forest area, away from prying ears.

You needed some peace and quiet. The trials were emotionally tasking. Risking your life day by day, doing things such as drinking poison and performing a song while fire raged around you…

It was a lot.

But this was your life now.You knew full well what you were signing up for. Agatha had warned you, loud and clear.

The choice to come here was yours, and you would make it all over again if given a chance for what you wanted — what you needed — from the Road wasn't something easily attainable. You'd be damned if you were to give up now.

Some things were worth risking everything for.

"Y/N," Agatha said as she approached you, casual, hands in the pockets of her coat. Like she were on a walk in a park rather than a dangerous and deadly Road.

"Yeah?" You weren't really in the mood to talk, your batteries still low from the latest trial. It didn't help that you didn't feel fully at ease with the others. The kid was fine, but the other witches made you nervous. You didn't trust them. You didn't know them.

The only one you really knew was Agatha. Which was why you just stood there instead of moving away or feigning sleepiness as she walked over, something clearly on her mind. It paid off to have befriended her back in the day. It was by pure chance, an encounter neither one of you expected, but, in hindsight, you were both glad it had happened.

She had earned a listening ear, someone to confide in, who wouldn't judge her no matter what. Someone who would have her back even if the rest of the world were to turn against her.

You had earned a protector in a world that was dangerous for your kind.

"We need to talk," Agatha said. Her tone didn't reveal much; you didn't know what to expect.

You turned to her. "Is everything okay?"

"Everything's peachy."

"Is Jen talking shit about you again? My offer to punch her in the face still stands," you said. You'd nearly done so a couple days back, but Agatha had held you back. She could handle Jen, she'd said. Her words had meant nothing to her.

It didn't make hearing lies and slander about your friend feel any better, but if she said she was okay, then that was that. Agatha was centuries old; much older than you. She may have been powerless now, but she could still hold her own. She'd heard worse. She'd lived through worse. Some random witch's petty insults didn't bother her.

Agatha chuckled. "Jen is… Jen. But no, she hasn't said anything."

"Then what's up?"

"I need to ask you something."

"Why do I feel like I'm about to be interrogated?" you said, nervous. You forced a smile. "Are you back in your true crime mode? Are you gonna manhandle me until I confess?"

"That's cute," Agatha said, rolling her eyes, prompting you to laugh.

If you'd known Wanda Maximoff had cast a spell on her, you would have come and gotten her out of it sooner — or tried to, at the very least. That was the thing about friendships that lasted for centuries; a lot of time was spent apart. It wasn't unusual for one of you to disappear for a few years and then pop back into the other's life. You missed her when she was gone, of course you did, but she had her life, and you had yours.

It was only when she'd showed up at your door with Teen in tow that you'd finally found out why she'd gone radio silent for three years. And, much to your disappointment, the witch who'd done it to her was dead, so you couldn't even punch her for it, or call her a bitch to her face.

Such was life.

"What are you doing here?" Agatha asked.

"What do you mean?" you said, taken aback.

"On the Road," she clarified. "Why are you here?"

Because you wanted something you could never have without it. Simple as that. "You asked me to come."

"No, I didn't. I told you I was going. You demanded I take you with me."

Right. You'd hoped that little detail would slip by her. You should've known by now she kept track of everything; her mind was as sharp as her magic.

"I haven't seen you in three years," you said, hoping that would be enough of an explanation. "I wanted to hang out with you. And, like, maybe get some more power along the way."

"Anyone ever tell you you're a shitty liar?"

Yes. She did. Multiple times in the past. Which was why, whenever the two of you needed to swindle someone — for whatever reason — she was the one doing the talking and you just nodded along and smiled.

"You did."

"Yes," Agatha said. "I did. Because you are."

You sighed. "What do you want me to say?"

"The truth."

"There's nothing to say."

There was a lot, actually, but you didn't dare open up that particular can of worms. Once it was said, it could never be taken back. So why say anything at all?

"Oh, is there?" Agatha said sarcastically.

"Don't do that," you said.

She raised an eyebrow. "Why not?"

Because you're my friend. Because I don't want to ruin this. "Because I'm asking you not to. That used to mean something."

"It still does." Her voice was soft. Tender. Gone was the sarcasm, the defensive sharpness. It was just her now. Your friend.

"Then why are you asking?"

"Because I want to know."

"Leave it alone." You knew she wouldn't. She never did.

"Y/N," Agatha said, your name but a whisper on her lips.

You sighed. Was she really going to do this now? Why couldn't she just take you at your word and put up with a little white lie? Why did she have to be so damn stubborn?

"Why did you want to come here?" She wasn't demanding. She wasn't prodding. She was just asking.

She knew you couldn't resist her for too long.

The perks of allowing Agatha Harkness to be your close friend. She knew you too well for your own good.

A lump formed in your throat. Heat bit at the back of your neck like a curse about to swallow you whole. Your heart raced, a marathon booming in your chest.

There was a silence, long, drawn out. Then, in your quietest, softest voice, you said, "You know why."

She always did.

She always knew everything.

Secrets weren't secrets for long around Agatha Harkness.

You tried to tell yourself that you were being careful, that your emotions were in check at all times, but the truth was, your poker face was worse than your lying skills. You just pretended you were doing a good job, and Agatha went along with it.

To her credit, she never tried to take advantage. She never made fun of you for it, or played games. The deal was friendship, and that's what she gave you. Nothing more, and nothing less.

"I want to hear it from you."

A tear slid from the corner of your eye. Your cheek burned like a fireplace. Your mouth trembled, holding the words back, wanting to keep them trapped forever. But what would be the point, really? The truth was bound to come out eventually.

The truth had been out for a long time, written all over your face. A big, scarlet letter for all the world to know how you really felt. What you really wanted, but never felt like you could have.

"You." It felt almost freeing to say it out loud, as if a weight had been lifted off your chest, allowing you to breathe in a way you hadn't for years. "I came here because I want you."

Really, what else could you have possibly wanted? You were satisfied with the power you had. You got by. Your life wasn't in danger. There was nothing for you to ask for, that you didn't already have.

Except for one thing you thought — you knew — was unattainable.

Agatha Harkness. One of the most powerful witches you'd ever gotten to know. Rumored to be cruel and ruthless, heartless. A remorseless monster. A serial killer of witches. Your best — and only — friend. The love of your life.

"Go on," you said after a few moments of silence. "Make fun of me."

"Now, why would I do that?" Agatha asked, appalled at the suggestion. Offended for sbe thought you knew her better than that.

Which was exactly why you were so afraid. She hid her feelings expertly. Rather than admit vulnerability, she preferred to go on the offensive. A scorpion stinging with its venom where it hurt the most. She cared about you, and she trusted you, but there was no telling how she would react to something like this out in the open.

You saw how she treated people. You watched her murder witch after witch and discard the bodies as if they were nothing. You watch her climb over others to prop herself up, to rise to the top.

What was to stop her from doing the same to you?

What made you so different?

Why had she never treated you any different than one would a friend? Why had she always had your back, without you even having to ask? Why had she taken lives — many, many lives — to save yours?

Why did she trust you with her story, with memories of her son and the failed romance with Rio?

Why did she feel comfortable to bare her soul to you and let the tears flow freely, a salty river down her face each and every time she revealed a piece of her history?

"I just…" You were nervous. You were scared. You wanted to die.

"You know, honey, you didn't have to be so dramatic about it," Agatha said, perking up. Teasing you like she usually did; a bit mean, but with no real malice behind it. Playful. A cat throwing around a mouse it had caught. "You went on the Road to score a date? Really?"

It wasn't really a date you were after, but her point stood.

You were stupid.

This was a stupid idea, and it had backfired, and now she was going to mock you for it until the day one of you died.

"You do know all you had to do was ask, right?" she said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You snorted. "Yeah, right. Like you'd ever give me the time of day."

Agatha pressed her hands to her hips, elbows sticking out. "Who's to say I wouldn't?"

Now she was definitely taking the piss. "Come on," you said, putting on your fakest smile you knew would never fool her. "You're this amazing, badass, smoking hot witch."

She preened at the compliments. The surefire way to feel heart. She was nothing if not an attention whore.

"You-you're everything." Your everything, and more. So much more. "And I'm a nobody."

"Don't you ever say that," Agatha said in her stern, no nonsense tone. No more Mrs. Nice Girl. All daggers and sharp edges. She grabbed you by the shoulders, fingers digging in, and looked into sour eyes so intently it sent chills down your spine. "Don't you ever think you're a nobody."

"Everyone else thinks that," you said quietly.

It was obvious the others didn't think much of you. You could see it on their faces; the lack of respect, the underestimation. Jen had called you Agatha's pitbull to your face.

That was all you were to them. A pathetic witch whose only purpose was to speak up for Agatha. She may have joked about Teen being her pet, but it was clear to them all that that was your job. Agatha's witch familiar who was hopelessly in love with her and barked — but never bit — at every perceived slight against her.

"Who cares what they think?" Agatha said. "You're an exceptional witch, Y/N. They are nobodies."

"You're only saying that to make me feel better."

"Does that sound like something I'd do?"

No. It did not. She might use those words to manipulate some poor, unfortunate soul, but not you. Never you.

She always said it to you like it was.

"I mean, you do like to manipulate people," you joked. "And you lie better than I do."

Agatha rolled her eyes. "Everyone lies better than you do."

"True." There was no denying that.

She sighed, exasperated. "You really are an idiot."

And then her mouth was on yours, and she was kissing you, and your entire world exploded into fireworks and sparks and electricity, and, for a few short moments, you weren't in a dirty, creepy forest but rather somewhere warm and welcoming, and you never wanted to leave.

Agatha was everything you had imagined, and much, much more. Fire and ice all in one. Sugar and spice and everything nice and cozy and so fucking delicious.

Hers was the taste you never wanted to give up.

She tried to lean her head back, to take a break for breath, but you grabbed her chin and kissed her again, and again, and again. Hunger like you'd never felt before overtook you. Your nerves were on fire, legs weak underneath you, but you held on, forced yourself to remain standing. To remain kissing her for you never knew when you would get another chance.

If you would get another chance.

"Honey, I may be immortal, but I still need to breathe," Agatha said with a chuckle, right against your lips. Playful. Teasing.

Deciding it was enough, you backed away. Your lips were swollen, tingling. The taste of her, all of her, still on them, lingering like a ghost of your past. Forever imprinted on your mouth, a tattoo you hoped would never fade. You never wanted to lose it. Never wanted to forget what it felt like to be kissing her.

"Sorry," you said, blushing, nervous to hell and back.

Agatha looked you in the eye once again with the same fire as earlier. "Never apologize for taking what you want. You're a witch. The world is yours for the taking."

"I don't want the world," you said. "I just want you."

"Done." She said it so casually, as if it was the easiest thing in the world.

You didn't buy it.

You quirked up an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Really."

"Just like that?"

"Just like that."

"You knew I was…" Completely and totally in love with her. "...into you."

"You have a tell," she said simply. She always could read people like an open book.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because I wanted you to ask for it."

"But why?"

Agatha sighed. "Y/N, what is it that I've been teaching you since the moment we met?"

"Fuck the rules?"

She nodded. "Fuck the rules."

"To be unapologetically me," you said.

"Because…?" she prompted.

"I'm a witch, and I've got nothing to be ashamed of. If I fuck up, that's fine. Shit happens. There's nothing that can't be fixed with a little bit of magic."

Agatha grinned, brimming with pride. "That's my girl."

That's what you really were now. Her girl.

A part of you wanted to pinch yourself to make sure that this was real. That it wasn't some dream or a hallucination the Road had inflicted on you as part of some fucked up trial.

The other part wanted to wrap her in your arms and never let go.

"Can I kiss you again?" you said, uncertain. Still not used to this new situation you'd gotten yourself into.

"You don't even have to ask," Agatha told you.

So you went for it. You kissed her. Once. Twice. Three times.

An infinite amount of times.

Later on, when it came time to get some shut eye, you kissed her goodnight, and she wrapped her arms around you. A protective cocoon, warm and safe.

And, in the morning, she was the one to wake you with a kiss of her own.

It was only fair.

*****

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[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

Ough I already miss them so bad. I think I crossed into acceptance for a sec and now we're back into the feeling stage of the greiving process.

I miss Stede's facial expressions and his bouncy hair and his bitchy little hand gestures. I'm sad he'll never get his cunty little heels back. I miss his kindness and his love and the way he supports and uplifts the people around him even though he's a huge bitch sometimes. I wanted to see more of his calm commitment to starting a life together with Ed. I wanted to see him get to be happy and be himself and be loud and petty and unapologetically himself with his boyfriend by his side.

I miss Ed's sweet face and his big wet princess eyes. I miss the way he purses his lips when he's mad and how he wiggles his shoulders when he's happy and how sometimes he does a cute little hip tilt or a foot pop. I wanted to see him get to really, truly let his guard down for the first time in his life and stop living in crisis mode and get to enjoy a life full of fun and play and so so much love. I wanted to see him heal and learn to look at himself with compassion. I wanted to see Stede scritch his fingers through Ed's beard and I wanted Ed to lean into it practically purring and they'd both be so happy.

I wanted more kisses and hugs and I wanted to see them get married like they deserve. I want to see them both know they're marrying for love and they deserve the beautiful life they have.

We'll always have them. They're not going anywhere. They're happy and safe and starting their life together, and they'll be there forever. But I wanted more of them.

[derekscorner]

DmC: Devil's Tangent and Reboots Cry

I found a few shockingly new reviews of the failed reboot this week and it spurred an itch in my mind. I decided to replay the definitive edition to see how I felt about it five years after my last post about the reboot. Now a full 10+ years since the original release.

And what can I say? A lot has been said about this er "venture" over the years and a whole slew has been revealed thanks to youtubers doing full dives into it's dev cycle.

The youtuber Foxcade has an amazing series on it.

Of all the things you'll discover the most valuable one to me is the hilarious "gay cowboy" presentation and the push by Capcom themselves to make the game as different as possible.

That doesn't absolve the fans nor devs of our immature behavior at the time. (I won't deny being a petty bitch back then) But it is worth noting that Capcom was amidst it's poor decision to appeal to western audiences back then. To an excessive amount.

In essence, Ninja Theory were being told to make it different which pissed off fans which then fed into the petty back and worth between everyone involved.

The sad part is that you see a glimpse of something interesting in some of the concept art. Just like at these early drafts for Donte and Kat:

A drastic shift even here but you can see a bit of the old series bleeding through. I find it a shame we'll never truly know what ideas for the world and story were built around these early ideas.

But maybe you're not like me and like to ponder what-ifs. Perhaps you're someone who was disappointed with the gameplay. A fair criticism the initial released had.

It's hard to put into words just how fun classic DMC is but if you've played DMC1, DMC3, DMC4 or DMC5 you know what I'm talking about.

In fact, making this in a post DMC5 world makes the contrast stronger. A few small aspects of this reboot was used in DMC5 but more importantly DMC5 is the peak of the classic gamemplay.

It's skill ceiling is even higher than before yet it's skill floor low enough for anyone.

The reboot lacked even the most basic DMC features like the lock-on. It was also far easier with a style system that cared about damage dealt over style.

I could go further into it but there's no real need too due to the definitive edition existing. If you're morbidly curious about the reboot just trust me and play that definitive version if possible.

It has a turbo mode and it adds a hardcore mode that shifts several gameplay mechanics to be like classic DMC. It also adds a lock-on but I find the lock-on hard to use personally.

DMC has so much of it's button space ate up thanks to the angel-demon mode mechanic that I find lock-on hard to use properly unless I just forwent the other weapons as much as I can.

Even with button mapping it's an issue I found my skill suffering from.

Another wholly personal issue I have is with the weapon doors. The game will force you to use a weapon and it's built for you to swap often but I prefer certain ones so having to constantly swap to open pathways or affect the environment annoys me.

I'd also like to say the definitive edition's greatest change was making the colored enemies susceptible to every weapon. This is true, any weapon can damage now. Though, they chose to make colored enemies only stunned by the proper weapon.

It's a half fix to a problem that'd have been best removed entirely. Colored weapons, in any game mind you, is a horrible idea that should never be done.

I don't want to talk you out of trying it if you have access to the definitive edition. It does do a lot more right than I can put into words but these are gripes I do have about it personally.

But even this is minor. Even now, five years later, I find the biggest offense of the reboot was the characters.

Character Assassination in Motion

Many would say that story is the biggest offense and to an extent I agree. It's overly edgy to the point of giving you second hand embarrassment. Dante swears like that kid in middle school that just learned they could.

And do we really need that seen of two demons fucking? The definitive edition removed Vergil's fedora yet they don't remove this? What was even the intention here? To tell me that Mundus fucks?

He's a demon king, nowhere near human, you could tell me he has hundreds of demon whores or that he sweats out spawn. Anything but that scene...

You could argue the same for the opening cinematic as well but now that I'm on a Mundus rant let's focus on that.

Hell runs on Debt I guess?

Mundus had a larger background role in classic DMC but a small on-screen presence. He's meant to show just how amazing classic Sparda's rebellion and victory was. He's also a good first villain for Dante to defeat in the classic universe.

What I mean to say is that I do not consider this reboot Mundus a character assassination per say but I am very confused by the character direction.

The game outright confirms he's immortal thanks to his hell gate. His power as a demon king, while less impressive than classic, is still worth note in this universe.

He's the one either creating Limbo or holding it over the human world since it collapses with the hell gate sealed and Mundus dead. He is a powerful being by all rights of measure to the point that I do not know why he's ruling the human world through debt and deceit.

Yes, yes, I know it's due to the "fight the man" message. One they effectively stole from the film 'They Live'. But even beyond that it just makes him seem so silly.

He has no reason to do this. He could rule the human world through might alone and honestly have an easier time doing so. It makes him feel less imposing to be honest.

He's practically silly between his paradigm of rule and cringy lines.

El Donté will never die

Truth be told I actually grow less offended by ol Donté as time goes on. I do not consider him well written and a good portion of the game is his awful one liners falling flat.

HE'S the kid from middle school that curses like he just discovered he could. But both five years ago and now I do see what they were attempting to do.

Donté has a subtle (somewhat poorly done) character arc. His swing in personality begins once he regains his memories but I do not see that change alone as bad. It's quite believable for a personality to shift with a new flux of memories to dictate your actions.

You will notice him curse less as the story progresses as he takes the mission more seriously. He believes in Vergil's perceived goal more than Vergil himself.

They also attempt to tie his attachment to humanity through his connection to Kat but I don't think they sell it quite as well as they had hoped. It's blatant he cares about Kat yes but they more share a hatred of demons than they display a deepening affection for humanity.

Caring for one human is not the same as caring for every human.

I would also argue that Donté actually had this underlining quality of compassion. The game does not showcase or build upon it but I did notice in that one scene the definitive edition added right after they rescue Kat.

The twins are arguing about Vergil's actions and the lives lost in Mundus' rampage. Vergil rights it off as a sin for him to bear but what caught my attention was when Donté says:

"you have no right to decide the fate of so many"

That right there showed me a semblance of a core aspect of classic Dante. A semblance that should've had more focus to sell this Dante. You don't have to just redo classic Dante if you wish to reboot but I would argue that compassion for people needs to be present.

You even come across Phineas, a demon. It feels a bit odd for Donté, out of character even, yet he does show some level of compassion by aiding Phineas.

It wasn't for purely altruistic reasons but it is worthy of note.

Of course, you may find this whole scene somewhat out of character for Donté or at least I do. Donté has no reason to hate his father like classic Dante did in his youth yet just being compared to him bothered Donté in this scene.

This is the only time Donté shows a dislike for being cared to his father based on the fact that Sparda was a demon. If anything, this Donté should has more positive or amical feelings about Sparda than his counter part given his sacrifice.

This also circles back into the sparing of Phineas. If Donté hates demons that much to reject comparisons to his father then his compassion should've have shown through in aiding him.

Although, I guess you can chalk that up to his character arc and its attempt to show some level of change.

Donté has a compelling characteristic hidden under all the cringe as it were. I'd even go as far as to say that this Dante did have potential by the end of the game.

Had he the opportunity to expand in a sequel he may have very well become a Donté worth praise. He'll never replace the whacky woo hoo pizza man but that doesn't mean the didn't have potential at all.

Heck, you could've even repurposed classic Sparda's legend for Donté. He's fundamentally not human yet feels a compassion for them.

The game tries to give him these human moments but he is not human. He could've been this universe's dark knight Sparda and we could've seen what aspects of humanity he adopts.

A "monster wishing to be human" as it were.

Spells in a spray can

Given that she's a new character entirely I can't really call her character assassinated but I also can't really say that much about her.

She's meant to tie Donté to humanity but rather than shows him growing a fondness for humanity she is just a love interest instead.

I do not consider her a bad character I just wish they did something a bit more with her. For example, in the prequel comic, in the Vergil DLC, or even in her own self explained backstory is a few interesting plot ploints.

Her step father was pedo demon piece of shit. The trauma of that awakened her ability to do astral projection. In the classic series humans were only shown to have magic in relation to demons.

But Kat shows that in this universe humans can have innate supernatural abilities. She's even capable of using spells that Vergil taught her going as far as to reinvent them into spray paint.

That's fucking interesting to me. Guns do little against demons but what if you had humans mixing that with the occult like Kat? There's ideas there. Potential!

I also find her dynamic with Vergil interesting. She's the closest any version of Vergil has shown to caring about someone not his kin...which is a bold statement to make given that classic Vergil has a son but you know what I mean.

It's blatant that her faith in Vergil is solid and perhaps more but more interesting is that Vergil seems to hold a fondness for her. Both in that aforementioned comic and even in his DLC.

She appears in his personal dlc hell because she's important enough to. What is that backstory? If she had to be a love interest show me that one.

A bit of a Fan Fic here

All that said there is one thing I would've personally changed. I'd love to see the things I listed above but if I could make one change to the story as is I would have likely killed Kat off here. ^

Or rather "partly". She can phase into Limbo so I would've had her ghost guide the twins and her final death would be with Limbo's collapse and Mundus' death.

Granting her a peaceful send off knowing that her efforts paid off.

I have no real reason for this change and given this change, her canon story, and the potential she could have I would honestly rather discard it all to see the potential she had that I listed above.

I added this because it's an intrusive thought I've had since I first played it in 2013 and it was a quick break away for me before we tackle-OH NO IT'S VERGIL!

The storm that is petering

Of all the characters the reboot used this is by far the one that's an outright character assassination. What was done to Vergil is a true travesty.

While Donté has some potential for growth his twin had every core aspect of Vergil ruined. This new Vergil has no codes of honor, he uses a gun to shoot a pregnant woman, let's her realize the baby is dead, then shoots her too.

"But she was a demon-" SHUSH. That doesn't change what is happening in this scene. Nothing about that scene is okay and it wouldn't be regardless of who did it.

Vergil being the one to pull the trigger was just the worst pick.

This isn't even the only issue. Yes it's the biggest one you can mention but a lot of the things that made classic Vergil cool or loved are just gone.

He uses a gun, he uses said gun for a cowardly act, he barely fights and when he does he's thrown aside fast by Mundus, and his overall master planner portrayal seems like a miss on the mark of what Vergil is perceived to be.

Classic Vergil is the type to visit libraries or read poetry, sure but he is by no means some master schemer. DMC3 is a clear testament to that.

Vergil is apathetic to humans, this is also true. Between the Temen-ni-gru and the Qliphoth classic Vergil indirectly killed millions of people spanning over several cities.

However, he does not view them as something to coddle. The reboot Vergil's desire to rule men seems odd due to this comparison and as a reboot of that old Vergil the comparison has to be made.

While Donté was raised in an orphanage and ran away due to demons, new Vergil was raised by rich human parents. A fact that I think they added solely due to how classic Vergil portrayed himself.

He just feels...weak by comparison. Both in mind and in body.

Donté even jokes about being the stronger twin. A fact of the duo that his dlc story presses on. It can be annoying since it basically boils down too "this is what classic Vergil did but lesser" at the end of the day.

They try to align him closer to that classic template in the DLC but it doesn't really sell the character shift.

If anything both main and dlc story open up a lot of questions that don't get answered. Such as;

"how did Vergil regain his memories?"

"At what point did he decide replace Mundus vs simply destroying him?"

"How come Vergil knows of the myth of the nephilim yet doesn't seem to know they were once a full race?"

"What reason does motivates him to coddle humanity?"

"Why is he so weak when he's had his powers longer?"

"How does he feel about Kat?"

Among other questions. Reboot Vergil does what the classic did worse yet the things about him that I'd like to know are never addressed.

The worst part is that I want to know. Despite how bad that hostage scene is, despite how lack luster he feels as a villain, I want to know these things because knowing them could've helped him step out of classic Vergil's shadow.

The more disassociated he is with classic Vergil he is the better a chance he'd have at being a better character in his own right.

A wasted Opportunity

Worse yet, I simply dislike his heel turn in mission 20. Yes, yes you can argue that there's signs of his nature throughout the story but there's a stark difference between that and the twins falling out.

Reboot Vergil shows that he's willing to do things to defeat Mundus that Dont�� won't but none of them indicated plans to take his place. At best, the only foreshadowing to that was Phineas' words to Donté earlier in the game. The whole "but who will replace him?" scene.

If anything I find this a huge wasted opportunity. The reboot is the only time we've seen an extended glimpse of the twins cooperating for a common goal. DMC3 had one mission and DMC5 has a great family drama it resolves but the reboot is the only time we've seen the twins be brothers.

You even see the biggest change to Vergil in this dynamic since Donté is the only person that Vergil seems to truly care for. He did not want to fight Donté, he didn't mind to leave him be and pursue his own goals, and most of the dlc's story is about Vergil letting go of that attachment.

The positives and negatives that come with it.

It's entirely a personal take but I do genuinely wish they had kept the twins allies in this universe had it continued.

Vergil's heel turn is out of nowhere yet it was added because DMC fans expect the twins to battle. But adding it solely because that's what the "old universe" did was such a waste of an idea.

Especially when the whole dev and marketing campaign went out of it's way to piss fans off. Conceding here just felt...I dont even know how to word it.

If they truly wanted to start anew or diverge from the classic universe then this was the best way they could've done it. Showing us a world in which the sons of Sparda are allies rather than enemies.

Ones pursuit of power pulling them forward while the others compassion keeping them from crossing boundaries they shouldn't.

Perhaps the twins could've helped humanity fend off the now revealed demons. Maybe they could've sought the missing angels or searched for more info about the first nephilim race.

There was so much there....oh well.

The Loreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I have no good transition, I've been writing for two hours, but screw it. I want to end this on the lore and world building. I don't have nearly as much to rant about with it but I think we all agree that this was the reboots biggest interesting hook.

The Classic DMC universe was described as being in two parts, the human world and the demonic one. Angels and gods are mentioned, some demons even having light or holy themes, but for the most part you can infer that these were merely demons ancient humans worshipped.

(it was described in the DMC4 special edition developer interviews I think)

In the reboot universe angels do exist yet we never see them. We also do not know how aligned this lore is to Judeo-Christian mythology either.

Does God exist in this universe? Are angels and demons merely waring races? Were they originally one race? These are things we don't know but things that you'll ask at least once.

Because Mundus rules the human world through debt and Limbo to mask the demonic presence from humanity.

It'll make you question were the angels are. Did they abandon humanity or did they even care to begin with?

How do the angels feel about nephilim? How can nephilim even exist as a race at one point if the angel and demon races are in constant war?

A rare circumstance is easy to imagine but for the nephilim to exist as a race at one point in time means they had numbers enough to be called so. Meaning there had to be a multitude of demons and angels to spawn them (presumably) willingly.

The demon Phineas also seemed to lament the nephilim's extinction so was that fear of them solely with Mundus? Better yet, how did he wipe them out when they're a race that supposedly rivaled demons in power?

Due to worldbuilding you could literally do anything here. Mundus was controlling the human world and information for a long time meaning angels, gods, and other things as humans in that world know them are possibly lies.

In turn, due to that same worldbuilding, you want to know why a whole ass race of beings antagonistic to demons are absent.

This world had potential to be built upon and it was abandoned. I will grant you, I would definitely prefer to keep the classic series even now but I won't deny the lore of this universe interests me.

I'll never get those answers and if given an option I will choose DMC6 over a DmC:DMC2 but still....WHERE THE F*CK ARE THE ANGELS????

Conclusion

My mind is fried now so I'll stop. The point is that this world had potential but it's use of classic characters and story just didn't do it any favors.

The fact that it's definitive edition is limited to PS4 and Xbox may also be hampering any future this story could've had.

You will also notice that I rarely mentioned new characters like Phineas or Mundus' demon whore but that's because they're new. They were "just there" to me or passable. The biggest issue I have with this reboot is how it characterized it's cast from the classic series.

If you've played this recently then do let me know what you thought. I'm gonna rest now, three hour write, no rough draft, just post. Bye~

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[fangirleaconmigo]

I like that mocking people for being shitty to Geralt instead of trying to stab is also less likely to reflect badly on Geralt even if things come to blows. "The witcher only got involved bc you tried to beat up the bard for joking around" is a lot more likely to get public opinion to turn against the one insulting them than if Dandelion just went for violence and had to get himself saved

Hey anon!

Thanks for the ask. xo I think this is in reference to this post, about the contrast between fanon Jaskier, vs book!Dandelion in their reactions to people insulting or being afraid of witchers, or more specifically, Geralt.

Fanon/fic Jaskier is usually pretty violent. He tends to stab or attack people for insulting witchers, while book!Dandelion tends to think these kinds of people are hilarious, or so lacking in intelligence as to be comedic. He just mocks them.

Yes, for sure, I definitely agree. If we're thinking of Jaskier's reactions in a more realistic way, stabbing people would only lead to more violence and legal repercussions, and the consequences would be paid by Geralt, not Jaskier. Jaskier/Dandelion has all the social privilege in that world, and is always getting out of trouble due to his social status. Geralt, not so much.

Now, of course fics don't serve the same purpose as, say, a novel. Our social contract with our readers isn't to be realistic or to thoroughly deal with the consequences of every action we write. They mostly exist to give ourselves or others some kind of emotional experience (whatever kind they are looking for) after watching/playing the official media. We are on full self indulgence mode.

So, when we see people treat Geralt like shit (on TWN or books or games etc) and we feel this empathy response for him, we're like...I know what will make me feel better...LET'S HAVE JASKIER STAB THOSE BIGOTED BITCHES. And Jaskier has all the personality traits for it. Impulsive. Expressive. Dramatic. Adores Geralt. Is not a fan of bigotry. (ETA: I forgot petty and vindictive. Add that to the tally.) So it works in that context. And it's fun, let's face it.

But yea, if we're looking for realistic depictions or stories where our readers expect us to confront the consequences of things like murder or assault, it is the inferior approach. He wouldn't be doing Geralt any favors by drawing him into violence that Geralt would pay for far more than Jaskier. It is selfish and self indulgent.

So, it all depends on what you're looking for. Realism or self indulgence. For me it just depends on the day and the mood I'm in. ha

[creek-cryptid-deluxe]

And the lessons continue! What lesson today? That if you choose to be an asshole to the people who pay your bills, chances are real good that they are significantly better at it. Let's get some insight as to the reason for this lesson, shall we?

Yesterday morning I had a text conversation with The Spawn wherein it was disclosed that she & The Bf arguing not only kept me up past midnight but woke me up at 630 am. Was her response something along the lines of "oh shit my bad. We will try to keep it down in the future"?

Are you new here? Of course it wasn't. Her actual response was about 5 paragraphs full of abusive language in which I was told that it isn't her fault the walls are thin, I've not complained before (I absolutely have. Repeatedly. In fact, I've stormed into her room at 3 am & screamed "ENOUGH. SEPARATE FOR THE NIGHT OR SHUT THE FUCK UP."), she'd sell her soul to not live here, and that unless I'm kicking her out over it to keep my mouth shut all wrapped up with a smug, condescending "k? Thanks. :)"

So today I woke up at 9 am, put my speaker on my headboard (just beneath her room) & started blasting whatever struck my fancy. Mostly stuff like Pantera & Manson, then we moved to obnoxious dubstep, and now at 1230 pm we have started on things like Depeche Mode & Missing Persons.

She is clearly pissed but if she says anything about it she knows full well that I will tell her that I can't help that the walls are thin, she's never complained before, and if she's not moving out over it she can keep her mouth shut k? Thanks.

See, I am about to turn 37 & spent ages 16-23 actively being a spiteful asshole to those who wronged me. I'm very good at it & don't require cruelty or abusive language to do so. I have just spent more than a decade choosing not to be like that because I feel it's wrong.

But I can pull it out when warranted. And considering my bday is sunday (which she knows my 'mothers' ACTIVELY took steps to ignore/ruin when I was growing up) and she decided to buy a massive cake last night then made sure to eat it in front of me at various intervals... full scale nuclear vindictive petty Dr. M is making her first appearance in more than a decade and she's a crafty bitch. This girl has no clue what she has unleashed because I've taken this kind of shit from her for the last year off & on... but now she's an adult so she has escalated, and I don't take that shit from adults.

She also is failing to grasp that we are no longer obligated to provide her anything. She isn't entitled to shit. Everything she has right now that she doesn't pay for herself is a privilege & a kindness on the part of my father & myself.

She's gonna learn some shit real fast or be real miserable.

(Note: I did take The Bf aside & let him know what's happening & that he and I don't have beef at all. We are cool. In fact, when I was woken at 630, around 7 I yelled "god damn it" from my bed & he told her they needed to shut up. He also regularly tries to tell her that she's being an entitled asshole & needs to chill & be appreciative of what she has, but she's not trying to hear that. She's a mistreated victim, always, and nothing is ever her fault. 🙄 This is the result of her spending too much time with my Aunt & cousins on my mom's side. Anyway, The Bf said he absolutely understands & knew it was coming at some point & is surprised it wasn't sooner.)

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 09.04.21 lb

vansh's dumb ass rushing off to that random address he saw. like......... are you even checking on google maps ki kya area hai, is it conducive to having a secret person stashed there as a hostage? pata chala udhar tak pohunch gaye aur ek big bazaar hai.

ishani tripping riddhima as she runs into the house. such middle school bitchidity.

and now some interrogation of really wtf are you and vansh bhai upto all the time, coz no normal ppl can understand wtf your relationship dynamic is anymore.

blah blah some dhamki on dadi ko pata challllllllllll gaya toh??????

idc about this scene except for ishani looking hot af. i love her shirt dress and red lipstick. style icon.

anyway riddhima promises answers in 24 hours and fucks off.

lol vansh reached destination and from the looks of it, it's an empty lot. lmaooooooooooooo, fucking idiot. pehle hi bola tha maine, check kar udhar hai kya.

riddhima meanwhile steals the black box, which changes how it looks every single day.

calls vyom and is like i did my part of the deal, now your turn. they arrange the drop.

lmao vansh comes home to empty safe. follows her as she goes and dumps it in the recycling bins and tells vyom to pick it up.

hoodie waale kisine aake pick up kar diya. which i'm sure is not vyom, but angre/someone else instead.

ew vansh rootin around in the garbage bin for the box. sees it's gone and is all smirkily "INTERESTINGGGGGGG VERYYYYYYYY INTERESTINGGGG" about it. ok either box iske aadmi ne uthaaya hai ya woh asli waala black box nahi tha. warna yeh itna khush nahi hota.

ugh siya is video calling vyom and all WHYYYY CAN'T I COME SEEEE YOUUUUUUUUUUU?!?!!? i promiseeeee i won't disturb you while you work, i'll just keep looking at you and listening to you. what the ever loving fuck? behen, the relationship you're describing is the one ppl have with animals in zoos. yuck i actually cannot watch this shit man, i'm fwding.

anyway riddhima walks in hearing his voice from siya's room. ek toh yeh kaun bewakoof hai jo apne secret bf se BINA HEADPHONES ke baat karta hai? ffs, 6th graders doing aashiqui better than these fucks.

riddhima yelling at siya about getting involved with shunya circle zero man, while siya yelling back about how did YOUUUUUU see my earring with him, why are YOUUUU meeting him huh?!!?? and vyom is just there on the call like

riddhima trying to warn siya ki he's not a good man............. sis kabhi apne relationships ko dekha hai???? you're running on full 100% in the dept. of having romantic relationships with psychopathic men who try to injure/kill you on a weekly basis.

asdkjsakjdhksajdhksajhdkj i honestly am vyom in this sitch, who's enjoying this convo to the maxxxxxxxx. zoom call par baithe kisi aur ke ghar ka kalesh dekhne ka mazzzaaaa hi kuch aur hai.

angre losing his mind about riddhima stealing the box and vansh is all cool which meansssss........ nakli tha. for sure. shoulda known when we saw it looked diff itself.

lmaooooooooooooooo black box ko orange paint kar ke rakha hua hai iss chutiye ne. and he's bragging about how no one can open it without the key.

meanwhile peeth pe key waali didi andar jhaank ke spying kar rahi hai, as per usual.

kabir over here like main riddhima riddhima chillaaunga, banyaan phaad ke........... guard has had enough of his shit and tells him to stfu.

someone from outside hears this chillam-chilli and calls the police. wow, a responsible citizen, in this show?????????? unbohlievable.

cut to riddhima walking into bedroom (in whole new outfit; huh??? is it a whole other day suddenly?????) which is decorated like a mixture of a grade school on valentine's day + the set of a suhaag raat porno, lmao. husband is also in here, in his red velvet suit, giving her bhaaaaari sex eyes.

riddhima's thinking lagta hai issko pata nahi chala ke maine naak ke neeche se box udaa liya, warne yeh saare phool meri arthiiii pe chadhte.

this b has some nerve talking to siya about her "dangerous relationship" with that shirtless bhopuuuu player when her own husband/said chick's elder brother is a quasi-murderer they live with.

LMAO THEIR WHOLEASS BED IS GONE. ABHI SESK KAHAAN KAROGE? IS CHHOTE SE DINING TABLE PAR? ouff, they must still be in their 20s if they don't require proper lumbar support.

gives her a rose, ofc she pricks herself on a thorn, and nowwwww.... he's sucking on her finger. I'M SORRY THIS IS NOT ROMANTIC OR SEXY AT ALLLLLLLLLLLLL. SHE DIDN'T EVEN WASH HER HANDS AFTER COMING INTO THE ROOM!!!!!!!!!! FUCKERS GONNA START SOME INCURABLE PANDEMIC OF THEIR OWN LIKE THIS.

she's all ohohohoho dard bhi tum, dawa bhi tum huh? and he's like yeah babyyyyyyyyyy, coz tum poori ki poori meriiiiiii ho.

ok the sexy is getting scary now. as is on par with this fucker. never a moment where heart rate can be at resting rate with him. and not in a good way.

she's telling him she wants to tell him something, give him some surprise....... and he's like.... ok? and they slow dance while making shakki faces at each other's back.

kabirrrrrrr stillllllllll screaming for riddhima. guard finally calls her and makes him speak to her. she's like bitch tf you want i was about to get laidddddd.........

kabir suddenly in i love you i love you mode. shady. kal tak toh yeh gaana nahi chal raha tha??? *acp pradyuman hand motion* kuch toh gadbad hai.

whoopsssssssssss, police is here. guard is like fuck someone musta called hearing this dude's ruckus.

kabir is like mwahahahahahaha, your game is over now. police will find meeeeee and freeeeee meeeee.

lmaoooooooooo she talks to the police and says ki woh jo chila raha hai, mera mentally unstable bhai hai, toh bas...... inspector is like SAY NO MORE MA'AM, WE DON'T WANNA CHECK ON THE MENTALLY ILL, THAT'S A YOU PROBLEM, NOT AN US PROBLEM AS A SOCIETY, SO GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR CRAZY BRO, BYEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

anyway she's like listen up kabir, my deal is over, i'll tell vansh the truth and then you'll be free. so part of the deal with vyom is to keep kabir locked up???????? hein? what even.........

kabir freaking out about riddhima telling vansh the truth, and keeps on saying he'll murder her........ DUDE WHAT THIS SORDID TRUTH ANYWAY IM SO DONE JUST OUT WITH IT ALREADY

vansh comes outta the bathroom shirtless and............... lollipop ladki is here sexily breaking wine glasses in his bedroom. zero boundaries up in this house. NONE WHATSOEVER.

ok sorry i'm not paying attn to anything being said rn coz

lollipop ladki is like why not we drink from one glass and he's like 🤨🤨🤨

wifey's here to spoil the party.

or to make it better????????? coz lol she's like make it three glasses of wine! won't you invite me to whatever's going on???? she looks waaaay more into lollipop ladki than vansh is, which would be the best possible development to riddhima's character.

vansh like hein aise kaise you stealing girl away from meeeeee, and telling lollipop girl ki why don't you and i just chug from the bottle?

cursory invitation to riddhima too.......... man, why is this giving heavy threesome vibes???

riddhima like "no thanks, mujhe do se zyaada hont ek bottle par achche nahi lagte." alksjdlaskjdlsakjdlsajkdlaksjdlka

vansh: achche toh mujhe bhi nahi lagte.

riddhima: par lagta hai tumhe toh kisi ke bhi chalenge.

OUCHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

lmaoooooooo now these two are just having their own petty pati-patni fight filled with vague statements about trust and misunderstandings, and lollipop girl is just here like

precap: riddhima about to tell vansh the whole truth or whatever, when vyom calls and is like wtf you gave me a fake black box. riddhima and vansh are once again fighting about truth and dhoka and like.......... bro. idc anymore. someone take your shirt off to make this worth my while.

[20dollarlolita]

Hi again! I need an A-line petticoat and being the Cheap Ass Bitch that I am, I've been looking into alternatives to "oh just buy Classical Puppets uwu it's worth it uwu". I'm probably going to just make my own, but out of curiousity, what are your thoughts on using (sometimes modifying) petticoats not meant for lolita? Like not just That One Malco Modes Petti™, but like, would it be possible/viable to buy $12 "rockabilly" pettis of Amazon and make them bend to your will? :O

To get to this, we’re going to have to get ready for Petticoat Theory Part 4 (or 3? I didn’t count, I just made up a number).

Petticoat Theory, or “Why poof—why poof DO that?!” is a science that many lolita blogs ignore, possibly because it’s also something I made up.

But before we go into it, let’s go over an important concept in economics.As you mentioned, OP, Just Getting A Classical Puppets Petticoat (uwu) often results in results often generally agreed to be Worth It In The End (uwu).However, this is missing the economic concept of But I Don’t Have That Kind Of Money Or Time, nor the concept of But I Wanted To Make It Myself. When you take all these into account, you realize that even when it’s more work, more stress, and possibly more money in the long run, wanting to do more work and stress for something that will be cheaper or faster in the short run is still Perfectly Valid (uwu) and even relevant to a budget lolita blog (uwu).

How is spending MORE on something relevant to a budget sewing blog? Quick homework, read up on the Sam Vimes’ Boots Theory of Socioeconomic Unfairness, and then let’s get back to making petticoats.

So, let’s take a look at (left) what a good petticoat does, for lolita: It fills the skirt and supports the skirt, giving you the right skirt shape, without over-filling the skirt and distorting the shape. It is also SHORTER than the skirt, so that it will not show. If the petticoat is the same length as the skirt, it will definitely be visible. However, if it is long enough that there’s no drop-off ledge, where you can see that the skirt hangs with no support. If the petticoat is totally the wrong shape (right), there will be spaces where the skirt is over-filled and bulges, and/or it will have space where the skirt is under-filled and hangs without support.

You can usually tell if your petticoat is the wrong shape by looking at the fold lines in your skirt. If the petticoat is the right shape, you will have a few drag lines, which will go in a straight line from the waist of your dress to the hem. How many you have depends on how big your skirt is vs how much your poof is, but if the underlying shape is right, you’re going to have lines that stay straight and radiate from waist to hem.

If your petticoat is too full in some parts (like if you have a cupcake petticoat under an a-line skirt), you will find horizontal drag lines where the skirt is stretched beyond capacity.

If your petticoat is too short (left), your radiating drag lines will turn into vertical lines near the hem, where the support drops off and the ends of your skirt are left to hang.

And if your petticoat has no support near your waist (right) (like if you have an a-line petticoat under a cupcake skirt), but poof at the hem, the skirt will cave in at your waistline. You’ll develop inverted v-shaped drag lines that smooth out at the hem.

Since petticoats and skirts both come in a number of shapes and variations, it’s possible that your petticoat/skirt combo has more than one of these problems.

Your usual Classical Puppets A-line petti has support all the way down. Up at the waist, there’s crin* supporting the very top of the skirt, and the poof increases all the way down to the hem. It increases at a relatively linear, even rate. Even though there are numerous layers, the inner layers are shorter than the outer layers, making it flat on the bottom with no crin draping out from the guts surrounding your legs.

Your short rockabilly petticoat is different. First, let’s take a look at that waist. There’s tricot, but no crin, and therefore no waist support. Then, check out the slant on the sides. Instead of increasing at a steady, linear rate, the amount of crin in each tier increases exponentially. Instead of a straight side, this ends up with a petticoat that has a bit of an inward curve. Now let’s look at the hem. When you’re looking at the hem, two things become very obvious: 1) this petticoat is photoshopped onto this model, and 2) the inside layers are longer than the outer layers (technically, they’re the same length, making them function as longer layers than the outside but let’s not worry about that).

Now that inner layers/outer layers thing is really important, because we need to worry about drop-off on our skirts. If you wear a skirt with this petticoat that’s slightly longer than the outside layers of the petticoat, the inner layers will be visible, because they’re longer than your skirt. If you get a skirt that is slightly longer than the inner layers, the bottom edge of the skirt will experience drop-off, because it will be so much longer than the outer layers providing the support.

Let’s get back to that tricot waist there. There is zero functional support from that tricot layer. You’re going to have cave-in at the top and drop-off at the bottom. Here’s an example of a petticoat where you’ll get two kinds of problems in one. Functionally, what you’re wearing is a donut-shaped swimming pool floatie hovering around your legs at mid-thigh height.

So, how do you make it work for lolita?The game plan is thus: Inner layers: shortened. Waist: reinforced. Overall side slope: balanced. How? Step one: scissors. step two: layers.

One of the main ways that this petticoat gets it’s swoopy exponential growth profile is through that tiny layer on the end. It ensures that the bottom of the petticoat can’t get very close to itself, which adds poof but also adds the wrong poof. The good news is when you cut those inner-most layers off, you’re going to also slice off that bottom frill, so let’s start with that. Measure how long your outer layer is, and then make the innermost layer maybe 2” shorter than that, and the middle layer 1”. You’ll be more accurate if you measure and mark from the waistband of the petti, instead of trying to measure 2” above that frill, but going from the bottom usually feels faster. Cut off a couple of inches, try it on, and see if you need to go shorter on the inside layers. Leave the outermost frill for now.

Now you need to get a petticoat that’s actually the right shape, like this onel . It can be a small one, as long as it’s long enough and has waist support. These might not be fluffy enough to fill out your skirt, but making a top layer with something like this will smooth out the silhouette and hide some of the flaws in your rockabilly petticoat’s shape.

Now try the stacked petticoats on under your skirt, and give it a critical look? Are there shapes too narrow or too full? Is there an overall weird shape? At this point, if you have a bump where the smaller petticoat ends, you might need to cut off that outermost frill. This will make the whole ensemble much flatter, but it might be what you need to get the line right.

Anyway, with something like this, you should be able to get a line that you like without having to buy ten petticoats and stacking them. You can even do a hybrid of buying a rockabilly petticoat and making a single or double layer a-line petticoat, which would be much easier than trying to build a single super full petticoat.

Anyway, good luck, have fun!____*I”m using “crin” to describe all kinds of floof in this post. It’s not totally accurate but I’m sure y’all are smart and flexible folk who will get over it.

[tayegi]

I relate to the OC so much! A few years ago, one of my closest friends did something similar to me. So now I'm crying. But I love New Rules so freakin' much, you don't even know!

Anonymous said:What happened in the last chapt. really resounded w/ me. Related to Mijoo bc I once did something similar to a friend of mine back in high school- she liked a guy who I was sort of friends with, and she wanted me to put in a good word and all, but I ended up crushing on and hooking up w/ him and even now I feel like shit when I think about it. Like the OC, she was the bigger person and forgave me but I'd have understood if she didn't, bc even though it was just a crush, I broke her trust in me.

Anonymous said:Maybe because I've had a whole lifetime worth of Mijoo's I just can't find it in my heart to hate her. It's fucked up what she did, but people fuck up and let emotions run their lives. Y'all need to chill tho.

Anonymous said:If someone would do something like that to me I’d go full on bitch mode and ruin her life no matter how innocent, sweet, petty bla bla I’d ruin her life especially since it actually once happened to me and just like her I didn’t do anything about it because I was to nice back than but now that I went trough shit I know not to let people treat me as they’d do// hope she grows stronger in the future chapters 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

queen-bee222 said:Im sorry but i dont like Mijoo. I've encountered so many girls like her and they have always fucked me over😠😠😩

Anonymous said:Hi Lu, thank you so much for the new chapter of New Rules. I wanted to say that I love how you create the OC's personality in a way that relates to many people. I actually cried when I was reading this chapter because the friendship between the OC and Mijoo is painfully similar to my friendship with my best friend. People think I'm this self-confident, sarcastic, heartless person but it's all just a facade. I'm terrified of people learning how paranoid and insecure I feel. I'm a brick in

Anonymous said:comparison to my friend. She's pretty, popular, confident and lovable. We're labeled best friends, but sometimes she turns her back to me like I'm nothing... To treasure someone so much only for them to hurt you in the end is heartbreaking. But no matter how much she hurt or angered me, I could never have the heart to hurt her. We're not the perfect friends I thought we were. Thank you so much for opening my eyes about her and myself.

thirsty99girl

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I just read chap 2 of new rule!!! And I almost cried!!! Because I can relate and feel how the oc feels!!! this story really reminds me of what happened to me in the past with my ex best friend!! We both had crush on the same guy and I didn’t know at first she even liked him then being the snake she is, she talked tons of shit about me in front of my crush and then coming to me lying through her teeth saying my crush told her that he liked her and then she caused so much drama for me that I won’t even talk about till it led me and my crush to the point we stopped talking to each other over an argument that she caused by lying and I could’ve expose her ass and make her ashamed of what she did but I just decided to hold everything back in my chest & forgive her, I give up on him even tho I still like him a lot and seeing him is a suffer for me… I don’t talk to my best friend anymore not because of him, because she did so many other things to me and later saying that she’s sorry and pretending to be the most innocent girl on earth!! I was tired of this… ughh I’m sorry idek why I talked about this I just felt like letting it out 😪

Anonymous said:Holy crap, the new chapter for New Rules stings like a bitch. A similar situation happened to me with my friend and this guy I liked. I told my friend that I liked the guy, and she told him soon after, which I wasn't really angry about. I remember feeling so lost when he knew my feelings and I didn't know his. I would talk to her about it and she would tell me that maybe we just weren't meant to be. I didn't find out until a couple years later when he said

Anonymous said:"Yeah, remember when we liked each other?" in one of our conversations, that I found out that he told her to tell me that he reciprocated my feelings. She never told me until I told her about my conversation with him. She said she liked him too and that it would've been hard for her to see him happy with someone who wasn't her. This is where I really connect with the oc's thoughts. How could you put a relationship over a friendship like that? I found it so selfish.

Anonymous said:I think the most difficult part of a situation like that is thinking what could've been. Maybe we would've made the best couple ever. Maybe we would've gotten married or had kids on the future. You just can't know. It hurts like a bitch, and you're just left clueless. Anyway, amazing chapter as always! I can't wait to read more once you have time to grace us with your beautiful words once again 💘

Anonymous said:Can you believe that I relate too much to the OC? A very close friend did something similar to me a few years ago in high school. So here I am, crying. But I loved this chapter sooooo much.

Anonymous said:This chapter hurt me a lot. Cuz I feel like I do so much more for my friends and then they ditch me right when they get into a relationship. It hurts even more when it's a good guy. I've never had a guy genuinely like me for my personality, just for my body. It makes me wonder if anyone would even like me for me, but that notion hasn't been proven yet so. :/ I'm kind of tired of feeling compelled to put other people first, though that's just who I am guess.

Anonymous said:1- WHY DO I IDENTIFY SO MUCH WITH THE OC OF NEW RULES? lemme tell you this...I was bffs with a girl for years, she always tried to be with the guys me and my friends were with, she even fucked the guy who I had my first time with and told me ON MY BIRTHDAY PARTY. The thing is I let so many fucked up things slide only because I thought our friendship meant more than some guys, until I realized she didn't care about me feeling bad because of her actions, she cared more about fucking a dude than

Anonymous said:2- our friendship. I wonder what will it take for the oc to snap, she may try to forgive mijoo, but when you just forgive someone that easily, they don't learn their lesson, they will do it again and again because they know they can do it because you will forgive them at the end. I hope Mijoo isn't the case but Idk... thank you for writing something real as New Rules, really makes you think about things.

Anonymous said:When I got the notification that you'd updated New Rules I swear I've never clicked a notification so fast asjdkakck No but real talk when I finished reading I was genuinely convinced that me and the OC were the same person, I hate how I relate to this story but it's so good!! Teared up towards the end bcus feels ;-; Thank you for creating such wonderful writing, my non-existent soul is blessed (and so are you) ^ - ^

Anonymous said:I am literally on the brink of tears, Lu. I feel like a lot of girls can in some way relate, because at some point, we were all immature little babies who had no idea how to handle ourselves or relationships, so we just flew by the seat of our pants. The way the OC feels and what happened with her and Jimin and Mijoo reminds me of a similar situation that I was in, and for you to capture those feelings so nicely was a punch in the gut.

Ah, Im reading through all of your asks and my heart is breaking for all of you guys :( im legit tearing up here knowing that so many of you can relate and that you’ve gone through such similar experiences. I hope that you have those toxic ppl out of your lives and that you’re all doing well now. I love you all D: 

[blackrupee]

Wow your life sounds complicated right now I'm sorry for that. So you aren't gonna have any managers what the fuck? And OH MY GOD I hate when people come in to eat so close to close!!!! ( I work @ zaxbys) if someone is acting passive aggressive I would act even more passive aggressive- make that bitch regret it- regarding the 2 guys: 2 guys is better than no guys:))) wish the first one didn't pressure you though. How did the 2nd one hurt you? - and I care so don't worry about boring me

hi hello would you like to read a novel on my life thanks i talk too much (tldrs at end)

nah like.. we had been managing with a general manager and 3 assistant managers even though we really need 4 so as not to overwork anyone. we recently hired a new one from a corporate arbys (we’re franchised) and two just quit. like i mentioned, theyre not coming back even though the original plan was that their new jobs would be only temporary (6 weeks). sooooo now we have a general manager who only works weekday day shifts, one assistant manager who is relatively new (she had been working at this place for a while but was promoted to manager 6ish months ago) and another who is brand new but still has some experience. they said theyre looking to promote from within initially, but they might have to hire outside people if no suitable potential manager is picked. id love to get manager pay and its not like managers do anything hard so id be WILLING to be a manager..like the whole reason why i got trained on backline was because we have such a big turnover rate with backline people since it fucking SUCKS and i was wanting to be helpful and flexible. so like. thats what i offerred. but one assistant manager was like “lmao all youd do is swear at the customers” and im like bitch when have i ever?? i talk shit about them all the time but ive only sworn IN FRONT OF a customer twice and neither time was it directed at them. but i mean im sitting on a small handful of customer complaints so its not like the gm would even consider me probably. idk dude. i can be nice if you pay me to be nice. but i get paid to do food and do it fast……….so

but yeah literallyyyyyyyyy i have no idea how people can be so??? inconsiderate???? and they dont??? care??? im learning that my contant frustration with people in my personal interactions is due to a disconnect between what i value in  expectations and what actually happens. like. when i go somewhere i already KNOW what i want, so i say it quickly and competently. i preface a lot of my interactions with people im requesting food or services from with “i’m sorry but…”. i phrase things as “could i get” as opposed to “get me” or “i want” which sound HELLA rude tbh. id always have my money ready at the window or the register, im always trying to pay attention and not miss anything or just….be rude in any way bc i know fast food fucking sucks. i know some of the people i interact with probably hate their job as much as i do and i want to be the smallest burden i can be. and it seems like nearly no one else has these same values???? and i dont understand how people can just??? be? so? inconsiderate?

also yes bitch im the queen of passive aggression. literally the night before i was working a short shift and my friend was closing frontline and this bitch was closing drivethrough. i just got the okay to clock out and i was like “bye! have a beautiful night! just know that i love you so much and ive everything ive ever said has always been fake until this point! never meant anything ive ever said until now especially if your name starts with k or ends with ristin (drivethrough girl/the one whos being so difficult is named kristin) but just know that i love you!” and basically being really dramatic and extra as satire.

i guess for context the whole reason she decided to be mad at me was the other night when she was drunk and was like “do you even likeeeeeee meeee i feel like you hateeeee meeee wahh wahh wahhhh” even though im like…..yes bitch i enjoy your company? i joke/use hyperbole/satire/irony/whatever a lot but like occasionally id be like “ey yo you know its all jokes right u know i love u right” just to ensure that she knows but she fucking. ignores it all. i feel like she so desperately WANTS me to hate her and tbh i got fucking sick and tired of hearing her complain all the time about this shit! i fucking hate repeating myself! so sure. if you want me to hate you so fucking much there. i hate you. i fucking hate you so fucking much. like is that what you want to hear? is that validating? are you fucking happy?

its so fucking frustrating

but i will not be held accountable for her decision to be upset. because thats what it is. she wants to be upset, and she wants me to be responsible for it when its literally not my responsibility. i am absolutely not going to stand for this shit like i kind of want to say its emotional abuse lmaooo but im just so fucking sick of it. 

everyone knows that i take chicken tenders and turnovers that would be thrown out at the end of the night and she was closing frontline yesterday and made a point to throw out the turnovers right next to me without asking if i wanted any/leaving any for me. i mean i completely expected her to be that petty of a bitch so it was kind of funny tbhonestly. also im p sure she unfollowed me here lmaoo

with regards to the guys and this paragraph could get a bit tmi/nsfw: yeah the first one kind of sucked but i feel like a little bit of the New Person Nerves have worn down so id do better if we were to hookup again. because like i totally would love to have fucked him but…..anxiety. he was hot tho. like 10/10 body and ass holy shit. plus he complimented me on my ass eating so (assuming that was genuine and not a vapid ego boost haha paranoia am i right) hopefully he comes back for seconds. 

second guy ive had a longish history with. started talking to him at the beginning of last fall semester and we hooked up kinda regularly for about a month. things fell apart, we both understood that we wouldn’t be good dating wise but still enjoyed meaningless cuddles. whatever. it got to a point where he would only hit me up like once every month and a half or so and towards like january-ish he hits me up again. so im like nice cool lets chill. im getting ready for this but my phone is in the other room. while im doing this he drove by my place to pick me up (since he was on his way back from nashville), didnt get a response to an “im here” text (bc i was busy and tbh not expecting him to do that), and left. he lives within like walking distance tho so im like “?? sorry i was busy are you still out or should i walk over?“ and he texts me like “sorry hold up a thing just happened” and im like…….okay. so im just.. waiting around for him. periodically texting like “hey are we good for tonight and whats going on?” because like there was some drama with his friend? hes like.. apologizing and shit but this goes on for an hour. BUT. the ENTIRE time he’s dealing with this friend problem or whatever he’s literally on grindr. and at the end of this hour im like in full blown paranoia panic mode and i literally text him something mentioning this and he BLOCKS ME ON GRINDR so im like ??????!!!!??? and i text him (all while saying “not to be crazy or paranoid bc im probably coming off that way but like could i get an answer or something??”) AND HE LITERALLY SAYS HE DELETED HIS GRINDR. but thats a LIE because i have a secondary account to see like……if guys are still on grindr/if a thing with a guy might turn into something more like if i see he’s not on grindr as much?? thats prob incredibly stalkerish and probably really creepy but hey. thats me. so i KNOW he lied to me but i cant really say “hey ur a liar” without disclosing this weird creepy stalker part of me (funnily enough this isnt the first time a guy has lied to me and i caught it with my secondary account! so it proves to have some function use in the end. not totally crazy). so. yeah. that was the incident. after this i dont trust him at all, and i still dont, but i had it in my mind to like somehow get him to fall in love with me just so i could break his heart for doing this? never really worked out. so now im at the point where im like….eh he’s a piece of shit and i hate him but ill cuddle with him bc it feels good

back to nsfw/tmi: the sex was okay. he’s weird about people being near his like….dick and stuff because he was raped and i totally get it bc i was too but he was comfortable enough for me to finger him and my finger still hurts from where he clenched when he came lmaoooooo. was totally hot tho. and i got to east his ass so im like eyyyyyyyy. its been so long since ive eaten ass so having it two consecutive nights in a row has been cathartic.

tldr; we have 2 assisant managers and a gm rn. looking for more

tldr; bitch. same.

tldr; bitch. same.

tldr; he’s a liar

[rangerhanna-56-blog]

You're upset bc you got called out on saying something stupid like just man up and say ok I'm wrong I won't do it again sorry like that's all you have to do.... it really is that simple ????

Okay but have you seen my other posts where I said "I'm wrong I get it" "I get it I fucked up"Like I literally acknowledged I fucked up and people still felt the need to send a 17 year old death threats because literally you can't fucking disagree with anyone on this shit website without people attacking you. Like I'm literally being told to kill myself over a sarcastic comment I made and it literally drove me into having a psychotic episode because I literally have multiple psychological problems and I ended up carving awful fucking shit into my body with an actual knife. Like do people on here actually realize when they attack someone, that person might not actually be able to handle being threatened because of something literally so fucking small. I literally went to this person and tried to explain myself and yeah I did it in a petty way and they posted it for literally all their followers to see, but then as soon as I started getting anon hate they were like "but those aren't MY followers". Like how do you ACTUALLY know none of those people aren't your followers tho??? Like do you really think that ur followers are gonna step forward and say "yeah lol I was one of those ppl threatening that girl and saying that her and her family deserve to be killed" legit all because I compared TRUMP to fucking HITLER. Like bitch now that I've had my mental breakdown and I've calmed down a bit I can actually advocate for myself and say I'm allowed to have a differing fucking opinion than someone else and I shouldn't be fucking harassed for it. And idk wtf the whole "white liberalism" thing is when like I've done nothing to show I only care about the white race. Like yeah I'm white but that's literally just it??? Like sorry that I think that history is repeating itself bc THE SIGNS ARE ALL THERE and I have countless people agreeing with me WHO HAVE STUDIED THIS SHIT, that Trump is going to turn this country into something absolutely fucked up (he's literally having neo-nazis work for him like idk how else to fucking make this comparison any clearer???). Like are you just upset bc I compared him to hitler bc that's literally what everyone has been doing and it's annoying or are you literally trying to tell me that there are no similarities between them and that I shouldn't be worried as much as you all should be??? Like as long as you're not a Straight White CIS Christian Male, you're fucked. People are being fucking murdered because of this dude. What I'm trying to say if yeah I'm admitting I fucked up and I literally HAVE BEEN but none of you people people listen so I literally went into full panic mode and caused physical fucking harm to my body that probably requires a doctor to look at (let's be honest im not going to a fucking doctor because if they ask me why all this happened and I tell them it was tumblr discourse, they either won't understand or I'll get the biggest eye roll ever). I literally hope everyone is satisfied with themselves here. Are you happy that you got the "clueless white girl" to finally hurt herself because I hope you are. And the whole thing about me "using my mental illness to manipulate people and make them feel bad for me" is so much bullshit. Yes I had someone take a screenshot btw because I wanted to see how things were playing out. All because you got through this type of shit without support doesn't mean you're a better human being??? This was talked about as if people knew exactly what I suffer from and that it was just me using mild depression or something to excuse the dumb shit I do. And if you haven't fucking noticed yet, I literally just admitted right there that some of the shit I do is in fact dumb.If you want to get into this with me and you really want an explanation I can give it to you because that really isn't half the case. My family literally is full of people who have psychological problems (some of which I don't even know the names of). Just recently my grandfather (a retired police officer) was found hiding in his bedroom from my grandmother with a loaded fucking gun while whispering to it and he was later diagnosed with stage 3 Alzheimer's and he's convinced my grandmother is a member of the Italian mafia sent to assassinate him. I'm not telling you family stories for nothing and I'm sure you guys are gonna have a good laugh about this too because no matter what I say to explain myself I still get treated like shit. Im not even sure if I'm allowed to say this, but if even a team of Harvard Medical Graduates; professionals that people from all around the world seek for help from; can't pinpoint what psychological problems I have, then I shouldn't be given that "trying to manipulate people" shit. A fucking adult said this. If you have any experience with being mentally ill like you say you do, then you know just how fucking difficult it is to properly function and be able to say the right things and advocate for yourself. Do you know how fucking hard it is to fall asleep at night and wake up in the morning knowing that you'll probably have to rely on a caretaker for the rest of your fucking life because you can't make choices for yourself and will need to be under constant supervision so you don't fucking hang yourself one day?? I don't fucking enjoy being a literal walking disease, but thanks for implying that I would ever use it as a fucking tool to get what I want when I want it, you ignorant fuck. You didn't possibly think after screenshotting my mental breakdown that "Hey, someone probably has to have some type of chemical imbalance to type all of this out" before posting it and using it as a prop to get on some fucking high horse. I'm not some mildly depressed idiot fucking white girl who has no clue what happens outside of the cushy walls of my fucking house. I know how fucking horrible and disgusting the human race can be to each other which is part of the reason why I'm like this.I get it! You're so much more fucking smarter than me!!! I'm a stereotypical white western liberal! You caught me red handed! I literally hope that every single one of you have gotten your superiority fix for the day because I've literally had to move blogs because of this. I actually came back to this blog to clean up my mess of posts which is what I do after my episodes, and I happened to notice that one of the anons I had was surprisingly not abuse, but still something bitchy anyway. If you want anything positive to come from me answering this, then I'm just gonna say Thank You for not being like one of the other people who wished death upon me. If you guys still aren't satisfied with this, then I don't fucking know what else to say?? I've explained myself and admitted over and over that I was wrong, but nobody was satisfied until I freaked the fuck out and they got a good laugh out of causing a stupid white girl distress. I'm humiliated now and have pretty much become a laughing stock so yeah. There it is.

[anangryally-blog]

I'm very pissed off.

I learned a lot about patience and empathy when I was young.

I remember my mom pulling imaginary patience out of her heart and tossing it to me when she could tell I was low on it. She would toss it across the room and even though it was invisible I could actually feel it working. I’d go from emotional to stable with just a few handfuls. Real, live magic. Of course now I understand it was a placebo effect. This understanding, though disappointing, has given me the confidence to understand my emotions and do my best to control how I react to them. I’m not always good at taking the ‘high road’. I do not always choose to be calm. I argue. I get emotional. Typically I do what most people do - I make a decision and my pride glues me to it no matter how right or wrong it is. The tragedy of being human. But often I struggle to commit to a single belief or side because “what if I’m wrong?” Shouldn’t we all be asking that question? I want so badly to do what’s right but what’s right for me can be wrong for someone else.

At least I know that much.

I’m not sure what to say right now about everything happening in our country. It’s very difficult to remain composed, smart, and thoughtful when you’re simultaneously outraged. I can’t picture my moms handfuls of patience being thrown in my direction and I find it impossible to see the other side. I think I’m right, but what’s right for me might not be right for someone else.

Right?

I’m not so sure anymore. Sometimes there IS a right and a wrong and no grey space in between.

I got labeled a liberal or a democrat or a hippie or whatever else I’ve been told I am because of my focus on people. Had nobody ever thrown those labels at me I’d be hanging out somewhere in the middle. When my dad was a State Representative I’d hear him talk about all the political drama amongst the other reps. He would bring up controversial bills they were going over. Sometimes he’d talk about one and I’d think, “I don’t know what the issue is there, that one seems pretty great.” The republicans are for that one. Oh. “I don’t know what everyone’s whining about with this one, it seems very helpful.” The democrats are for that one. I see.

Sometimes politics obsess over money. Sometimes politics obsess over people. Lately it seems to be obsessing over the need to choose one over the other. This is where my composure gets a bit lost. This is where my label gets put on me. I am a dirty dirty liberal because I choose people. I will always choose people. I sincerely do not understand how I could be wrong here.

I have never been in a position where someone told me I couldn’t do something, until recently when some of my rights became threatened because I am a woman — a rant for another time. Can I get married to the person I love? Yes. Can I go to school? Yes. Can I see a police officer and know he or she will protect me? Pretty confidently. Can I travel the world? Yes. Even despite speaking only one language? Yes.

What would I do if anything in my life was taken from me from a total stranger?

…What would YOU do?

Call me overreactive, but I would be So. Fucking. Angry. If a stranger told me I couldn’t do something that had absolutely nothing to do with his or her life I would want to hurt that person. I would feel violent. Protective. Confused. Misunderstood.

I have the privilege to say, “fuck you, this is my life.” I have the privilege to not NEED to consider these questions. I have the privilege of knowing my family is safe and happy.

I could choose to be silent during times of injustice. I have the privilege of making that choice even though I’m aware that not everyone around me has the same comforts.

But I don’t choose to simmer down.

Because I’m not a piece of shit.

I’m a fucking human and so are you and so are 7 billion others. Seven. Billion. Seven billion adorable, tiny babies have been brought into this world and cried and laughed and grown up.

Not a single one of these 7 billion asked to be here. Not a single one requested to be born into any particular life.

Call me a crazy, illiterate, liberal bitch but my brain cannot grasp how some people think it’s FINE to fuck with another persons life FOR NO REASON.

And don’t give me a single “reason” that has to do with money or a book or petty personal preferences, because if it doesn’t directly affect the roof over your head, the clothes on your back, or the people you love, then it doesn’t fucking matter.

I am sick of being patient, calm, cool, collected, composed, indifferent, and peaceful. I am sick of saying, “Oh woah I’m sorry I forgot to fact check that part of this issue. I didn’t realize it was going to be so detrimental to your livelihood to let a gay man marry the love of his life. I didn’t realize saving boat loads of drowning children from Syria was going to make your house too crowded. It must have escaped me that all your efforts toward helping EVERY kid have a good life is compromised now because so many of them are being aborted. I can’t believe I forgot to think about the effectiveness of a wall while I ignorantly considered putting my tax dollars instead toward free education for all the non-aborted kids. I’m out of line, I’ll go do some more reading.”

Enough of that.

Fuck you guys. Seriously fuck every single person who thinks any of the inhumane things Donald Trump and his supporters are doing is okay. Fuck every single person who has the audacity to say “Liberals want free handouts” as if none of you have ever needed any kind of support EVER in your lives. And if you’ve never needed support then it means you were given hand outs PROBABLY FROM WEALTHY RELATIVES.

I don’t have any patience left because I am educated. Has anyone ever taken a history course? Has anyone ever been taught that history repeats itself? Does nobody care about the parallels between Hitler’s agenda and Trump’s agenda? Has anyone researched psychology? Does anybody know about the Stanford Prison Experiment? Did you comprehend the results and what they told us about human behavior? Have you heard of the phenomenon the “Bystander Effect”?

I don’t have any patience left because I am empathetic and I don’t live in a magical little bubble all by myself. I don’t separate my humanity from the humanity of another human because read those words and recognize how fucking absurd it would be to do that. It’s important to me to occasionally think “what would I ACTUALLY do if I were in their shoes?” Because I am a liberal bitch who is on the right side of history and I’m definitely not going to see a side that promotes oppression and regression.

I don’t have any patience left because I am American and I fucking love what my country was meant to stand for. Remember the statue of liberty? Do you remember where she came from (hint, she is not made in America)? Do you know what she stands for? Remember how we got here? You know how fun it is to go on ancestry.com and find out all the different countries your great great grandparents came from? WE ARE ALL IMMIGRANTS AND REFUGEES. Do you know the difference between the words UNITED and DIVIDED. Guess which one we chose to put in front of our country? UNITED. Remember?

I don’t feel comfortable living my happy life day to day anymore when so many people are affected by the political corruption. Do our politics not reflect our ethics? So many people keep telling me to forget about the politics. Stop worrying, Have hope. Don’t get so mad at the people you love for supporting different things.

I’m not pissed off at people because they are republican. I’m not pissed off at people because they voted for a candidate they thought would give us palpable, necessary change. I’m not pissed off that people are protective of our borders and of our economy. I’m not pissed off that we keep an eye out for terrorists. I’m not pissed off that people don’t want their hard earned money to go to someone else.

I’M PISSED OFF BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE OKAY WITH HURTING OTHER PEOPLE. I’M PISSED OFF BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE PRETENDING SOME OF US ARE SOMEHOW BETTER THAN OTHERS.

I’m not angry about politics. I’m angry about ethics. And I don’t give a fucking shit if we are related by blood or if we have known each other for twenty years or if you volunteer at the animal shelter on the weekends. I don’t want anything to do with anybody at this point who thinks it’s okay that our president is not-so-slowly following in the footsteps of a man who gave us our largest genocide in history. I don’t want anything to do with anybody who thinks it’s okay to prevent me from getting birth control or from stopping an unwanted pregnancy. I don’t want anything to do with anybody who thinks it’s okay that racism is still an enormous issue. Nothing that’s happening right now is okay. And me trying to understand how that escapes so many people is like trying to justify slavery, the holocaust, rape, murder, child abuse, and everything else that we KNOW is wrong. There is no grey area in there. This isn’t a situation where we ponder the different sides. This isn’t about economics or politics.

I don’t support violent protests. But I don’t support silence either. I don’t want terrorists here. But I refuse to label 5 year old Syrian children as terrorists.

I don’t tend to be an extremist in any way except that right now I’m extremely protective of the people around me who don’t have my same privileges for the dumbest fucking reasons in the universe. I am unapologetically at a zero tolerance point right now. I am in FULL ally mode. I will not choose to live my life regularly because I get to. I am going to utilize my position to be here for all the people around me as best I can. I’m not going to stop complaining. I am not going to dramatically move to Canada because I actually want to make America great again, but for real this time and not on Trumps hateful agenda.

This is a terrible time for our country. And if you don’t see that, open your fucking eyes. And if you’re okay with that, remove yourself from my life because we no longer have any reason to be connected. You are supporting a divided frame of mind and the only part of that I support is you dividing yourself from me.

And if you’re scared or pissed off or confused or trying to figure out how to help, I’m here doing the same thing, always available to talk and find solutions.

I might not be able to create any huge difference, but I’m an ally for refugees, minorities, women, LBGTQ, everyone! My eyes are open always when I’m out and about and I am more than ready to stand my ground for both myself and my peers. I stand behind what I believe in and I’m done being patient.

So if you must keep asking when we will accept this presidency or when we will calm down or why I am still up and arms about everything or how on earth I can shut people out for mere politics, understand that to me and many other people in this country (and also the world) this is about ethics. And we won’t go away until it stops.

This will be in history books just like all the other shitty, unethical events our country has dealt with. Which side of history will you choose to be on?