#SO many typos fuck

[clourey]

kaiser detests the conundrum that has been created of his emotions.

he wants nothing more than to celebrate his team’s victory — his victory — with you. he yearns for your praise, for your kisses, yet he’s not next to you like he should be.

instead, he has found rest in a lonesome corner, keenly observing you from afar.

you laugh heartily, so engaged in your conversations with the others. actually— if kaiser were to put it more accurately, you not only engaged in the idle chatter, you indulged in it.

and it is at rare instances such as this, that kaiser begins to doubt himself. it’s almost as if he set tests for you, to gauge how much he means to you. he needs to know if you’d keep choosing him, even if he pushes you away.

so when you finally approach him, he (subtly) rejects it. he’s petty, but also equally as driven.

“regrettably, liebling,” kaiser waves his phone at you, which seems to have manifested from thin air, “i’m expecting an important call soon, why don’t you hang out with.. ness? you’ve been talking to him a lot.”

you mouth an “oh,” making quick sense of the situation.

you may not necessarily be the most perceptive person in the room, however, you’re confident in your ability to discern kaiser’s behaviour and what it means.

“you know, love,” you start, ever so discreet, “ness suggested that i spend some time with you.”

there, his brow twitched, “yeah? he wants you to spend time with you now that he’s, what, feeling guilty about taking you up to himself the entire night?”

make no mistake, kaiser is not one to be trigged easily—

“you sound mad,” you press.

“can a man not be appalled?” kaiser quickly retorts, scoffing as he crosses his arms. to hell with keeping these annoying feelings to myself.

—unless it’s you. yes, you always draw out the rawest of emotions that lay waiting in his heart.

“ness was talking to you like you’re his girlfriend, and you didn’t bother reminding him that you’re taken,” his eyes narrow, and his forehead creases, “or maybe you forgot that too, huh?”

your stupid giggles answer him, and he sighs defeatedly.

his attempt at nonchalance that was so effortlessly dislodged and replace with a tirade, was tantamount to entertainment for you. infuriating.

“you could at least tell me this, then,” kaiser clutches your wrist, pulling you closer, “am i your first choice?”

he already knows how you’ll respond by the time your hands reach to cup his cheeks, your utterances of love never failing to reassure him.

[sipthegossip-if]

THE WOLF IN SHEEP'S SKIN. Arlo Kent is warm, lively, bright, cheery, bubbly. Every other word in the dictionary that would make anyone in their presence feel comfortable, maybe even safe. Because they ask the right questions at the right time, laugh in a way that makes you feel relaxed. The sort of person who remembers your pet's name, your favourite drink and the off-hand comment you made some six months ago at lunch.

To the crew, they are background noise. To the rest of the world, they don't exist. To you? Arlo doesn't know what they are to you. Yet. But they know what they want to be. And they know what you are to them.

Arlo likes to think of you like this parasite that lives under their skin and feeds off them. The only difference is that this host likes it. Isn't the highest form of love just complete devotion? There's a sick of kind of pleasure in willingly submitting themself to you. Yes, you breathe in my veins. Yes, I will gladly cut myself open if you were to ask. Would you stitch me back up, baby? Yes, i would bleed on the bathroom tiles for you because how I could I not? You asked. You.

You. You. You. You.

How do you do this?

You will grow out of it, most people say but you see, Arlo is not the type of person who ever grows out of things. They still order the same ice cream flavour they did when they were nine, even though their friends think it's basic. Because Arlo Kent never learned to fall out of love like that.

*ROMANCING ARLO KENT : Arlo believes that their hands have no other purpose than to hold yours against them. There are 206 bones in the human body and all of Arlo's crave the feeling of your frame against them. 365 days and not a day goes by where you don't invade their thoughts. You are Arlo's only home. Is that bad? Arlo hopes you don't find that pathetic.

All Arlo desperately, tremendously, murderously, wants is you. Is that too much to ask for? There is just so much of you living inside Arlo without their permission. Why won't you let them in too? You know. To make it equal.

Arlo doesn't believe in a God but they pray for you anyway. Every night before they go to bed, they hope there will come a morning where they will not wake up alone but with the feeling for your warm body beside them.

But it's alright. It really is. Arlo will take their time. Not because they are patient, but because they are certain.

You two are inevitable. Arlo will take as long as you need. The sea kisses the shore until it forgets what it was like to exist without them. Until the jagged edges soften.

Until surrender feels like choice.

Because when you will have nobody, you will come to no one but them. Arlo will make sure your eyes begin searching for theirs, when they aren't around. You will begin to laugh more when they are near. You will start calling it fate, as if it was some divine intervention and they didn't weave the threads of fate themself. But despite that, they will not correct you.

Arlo will never not chase you. In every universe they will find you. Over and over and over and over— until there is no version of you that doesn't love them back.

PERSONALITY : Arlo is an amicable person. The kind that always pssts at a cat, that passes by, feeds the strays in their area and helps an elderly woman cross the street. They are helpful, thoughtful, observant, endlessly polite and a great listener. Has a huge friend group. Chatty and loves social media.

APPEARANCE : m!short dyed blonde hair in surfer waves. f!medium dyed blonde hair with curtain bangs. They have a fake tan. m!5'6. f!5'3. Likes to dress casually, stuff like a white tee and sweatpants but has no qualms dressing up for you.

*romance progresses slightly differently for naive and skeptical mcs.

[deoidesign]

One of my first digital pieces (2010) versus one of my recent ones (2024)

We all start somewhere!

[originalvisual]

i only have respect for lara and megan for coming out because regardless where you're from, we still all live in a very homophobic world. but kpoppies who are using it as a way to shame idols, call them cowards or worse, say weird shit like "x could never" disgust me. these people not only think celebrities owe them truth about their sexuality but would probably drag then out of the closet by force if they could and laugh about it

[ulteri0rm0tives]

....and if I said I wanted Johnny and Kerry in the messiest divorce arc since Paul McCartney and John Lennon.. what then...

[caliburn-not-calculator]

Instructor: We’re going to go through referencing as there’s been some issues with incorrect referencing in your papers

Fellow student: Yeah I just use chat gpt to do my references for me

Well no fucking wonder there’s been issues with referencing

Even my actual referencing software sometimes fucks it up, you can’t tell me the bloody misinformation machine is correctly formatting and implementing your references

[vixvigil]

using this post to respond to tags on a reblogged post that themselves were a response to my tags, because my rambling was far too long for that format and i don't want to be a menace in op's notes

unless you want to read circular rambling about the elusive nature of body horror, ignore this

the post:

my tags:

#i don’t want to obfuscate the very real and important point here#about both the societal and individual perceptions of disability and illness#but at the same time. imo you could say this about pretty much all body horror#because fundamentally you can’t really draw a line between something purely conceptual#and something starkly real when it comes to horror. bodily or otherwise#the reality is grossly fantastical and the fantasy is morbidly grounded#it’s the interplay between the two that makes horror effective#the boundary is removed. there is no difference#the reality of the body is frequently horrific. so any fantastical exploration is automatically grounded in something#someone will always have a connecting lived experience#one persons body horror will always be another persons mundanity#there’s undoubtedly an examination to make of the everyday experiences of disabled people being broadly and carelessly labelled body horror#and of the very real damage that that does#but at the same time. there will always be overlap because you cannot separate body horror as a genre from the reality of the body#body horror and mundanity are not mutually exclusive#horror at large is a genre reliant on framing and perception#the horror is in the eye of the beholder#and reality. mundanity. is much the same#i think i'm losing the thread of what i'm saying#and that's without even touching on the relationship between the individual perception of horror and the cultural perception of horror#god. horror is so crazy#whatever. maybe i’ll come back to it sometime#my perspective of this is undoubtedly skewed somewhat by my own lived experiences of 'body horror'#but yeah. great post op 👍#hope its clear that all this is intended as a continuation and not as a contradiction#text

@nakiteers tags:

#< prev#not really a refute of what you said but more an alternative reading of OPs text and societal issues#i hear you and thats valid#but imo. it feels like OP was more talking about when people TW body horror on like... people with prosthetics#ive seen TW body horror comments on that one tiktok perso with a glass eye prosthetic#if your really unlucky you can even see them on educational vids on periods#endometriosis isnt body horror its just a treatable condition that causes pain and problems#i feel the line /has/ to be “is incredibly grotesque and unnatural” bc otherwise you get people with bad acne being tagged as bodyhorror#there has to be a line somewhere. its not grey on both ends#my worse body horror experience was an improper IV saline drip into my muscle which caused a bump that stuck around for a day#and it was so viscerally disturbing that i still struggle with IVs because i have this sneaking suspicion that#my skin will warp around the liquid and stay there. its not logical but its in my brain now#but i dont think things like that should be labeled as horror#personal feelings and societal/ community labels are worlds apart#that guy who died from radiation slowly? thats body horror to pretty much everyone#pregnancy? thats body horror to me but i will fight on the side that that shouldnt be labeled horror publicly#if its a thing that happens on the daily it needs education and care; not stigma and avoidance bc its “horror”#cancer sucks but calling it “body horror” is going to make educational content come across very differently.#and some people might just say “i dont like horror/i cant handle horror” and then purposely avoid learning about others#vent in tags

i agree! honestly i was more-so revelling in the spiral of thought that the post sent me into, than directly and specifically exploring the post itself and the point it makes, because when i tried to draw that all important line in my head, i was unable to do so without contradicting the premise of the original post, the premise that I absolutely agree with, and i found that fascinating.

especially when i then tried to use my own experiences to rationalise and ground things in a concrete situation and found that that only complicated things more.

i’ve lived through gradually losing 80% of my skin; for over a year more of my body was open wound than not. i've had full body radiation burns on top of those open wounds when a treatment to help regrow my skin went wrong. i’ve experienced itching so profound that it lead me to partially skin my own hand twice before the age 18. i’ve lived with nerve endings so fucked by longstanding wounds that water felt like acid. i’ve spent months, feverish, wrapped in a blood-soaked sheet finding comfort in imagining being burned alive, because that was the only way i could imagine an end to the pain and the itching—at the very least it would’ve been over quicker.

it lasted for so long, and i grew so accustomed to looking at my body and seeing only wounds, that even now seeing skin on my body feels unfamiliar to me. i’d forgotten what i looked like with skin. to this day it surprises me sometimes when i catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror and see skin in place of wound.

is that body horror? to someone, probably. to many? maybe, who's to say. to me? i’m not sure.

it was certainly horrific, but it was also mundane. it was my everyday life for a period. i was used to it. following the original post to the letter, is calling that scenario body horror therefore wrong? after all, it was just how i was living. that's where my initial tags were coming from in regards to horror and mundanity not being mutually exclusive.

if we abstract it, ignore the perspective mundanity of the situation, could the state of my body at the time be considered ‘body horror’? I'm not sure there’s necessarily a concise or constant answer to that either.

my body was almost entirely open wounds; warnings are often out on pictures of alarming injuries, does it become wrong to do that if the wound is longstanding? or, if not dictated, perhaps by context?

of course, context always matters, but is the line we’re talking about here more dependent on the context than content? because in my mind that’s an entirely separate line. in this situation if the line is contextual it is no longer concrete, and thus ceases to function.

to continue we must find another Known factor within the situation. so it goes:

i know that, when i could wear clothes again, i was careful about how i dressed for a long time, how much of myself I covered. i was almost permanently bandaged, i wore turtlenecks, long sleeves, gloves through summer etc, both for my own mental comfort and for the comfort of others. i knew i had the potential to make people uncomfortable, that the state of my body was unusual, alarming, and, to some, potentially horrific. should i have had to worry about the perception of others? maybe, maybe not. regardless, most people do not enjoy seeing open wounds, the response is visceral, and i don’t think that’s ever going to change.

for years after i was still careful, and remain so, to a degree, because of the scarring i’m left with. i'm lucky, a lot of my scarring isn’t hugely visible. in most larger areas it’s more of a textural shift, a change in the way the hair grows, a shadow, etc—nothing that would be particularly alarming to most people—and most of the scarring that was once more starkly visible has faded significantly over time, but i'm still mindful of them situationally.

is it odd that i consider myself, and am considered by others, ‘lucky’ because my scarring is less immediately visible than it could’ve been? certainly it says something about the way we view scars. so is scarring horrific? does it depend on the severity? can scars be considered body horror?

i don’t think my scarring is body horror, nor do i think scarring in general is, nevertheless i can understand being disturbed by what it represents.

so, still using my situation as an example, if a body more wound than skin can, depending on context, be considered body horror, but that same body healed, covered in the resulting scars cannot, does that mean the line between ‘potentially body horror’ and ‘definitely not body horror’ is dependent on how healed the wound is? because that presents its own issue, as the healing process obviously isn't binary. so what is it dependent on? must the wound still be wet?

the more you try to draw a line the less you're able to. i don't have a good answer. i just find it interesting to think about.

in my initial tags i did definitely lean-in to considering fictional and fantastical body horror and how that connects to reality, as opposed to remaining exclusively within the realm how people view and interact with others, but i think the dilemma remains whether or not art and fiction are considered at all.

while, again, i agree with both the original post and your tags, the subject can't escape the underlying central conflict: that 'body horror' cannot really be explicitly defined.

the defining factor you mention of being 'incredibly grotesque and unnatural', while seemingly straightforward and sensible, renders all real situations and states of the body as incapable of being considered body horror, as everything in reality is part of nature, and thus natural. but of course, plenty of things in life can be considered body horror; you mention dying of radiation poisoning – certainly a classic example of something pretty much universally considered 'body horror' – but it's still natural phenomenon, so while undeniably grotesque, it would still be excluded by that definition.

so, if we cannot use 'unnatural' as a defining factor, what do we use in it's place? anomalous? abnormal? twisted? odd? warped? peculiar? brutal? bizarre? each possible substitute comes with it's own issues, its own contradictions.

body horror escapes definition. we know it, we feel it, but we can't really put any meaningful constraints on it without excluding things that we think are body horror, or including things that we think are not. hence my original, very simplistic, 'anti-conclusion' of sorts, that the horror is in the eye of the beholder. which admittedly is less of an answer to the underlying philosophical quandary of where and how to draw the line, than an acceptance of the impossibility of doing so.

the original post is true and the point it makes is correct and worth learning from and acting upon. extrapolating from its premise, to action it we must draw a line, but by it's very nature (and even the conceit of the post) the line cannot be drawn. yet this contradiction does not negate the reality of the original sentiment.

the real coherent, useful takeaway is simply what remains at the heart of it: oh my god can everyone please just be normal about disabled people and their bodies please i'm begging

[pokemonedits-outofcontext]

[sky-kenobye]

Wait hang on. Anakin is wearing a full mini jedi outfit on Naboo during the celebration.

Where did it come from?

Do the council members just always travel with jedi outfits of different sizes? Did they expect/mean for Anakin to become a Padawan and pack it for him? Is it such a common outfit that they could find it on Naboo? (Belt included?) Did they have it made on Naboo?

[shamelessfanturkeycreator]

I have not watched the most recent ep of 9-1-1 (part 2 of contagion), but I skimmed the tag and below are my unhinged rambles of what has occurred (or perhaps has not hmmmmm)

I PREFACE THIS BY SAYING I DO NOT KNOW IF THIS HAS SPOILERS OR NOT AS I DO NOT KNOW WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENS (so proceed with caution)

please no one confirm the events I enjoy being delusional.

I SWEAR IF THEY KILLED BOBBY ACTUALLY PLEASE NO WAIT NO WAIT NO I CANT HANDLE THIS.

I HAVENT WATCHED THE EPISODE I WAS JUST SCROLLING THROUGH THE TAG BUT I SWEAR TO GOD BOBBY BOBBY I CANT DO THIS I CANT DO THIS. I NEED CAPTAIN DAD THEY ALL NEED CAPTAIN DAD

Actively trying to stop any tears from appearing because it not real right,RIGHT?! HE IS NOT DEAD AND YOU CAN NOT TELL ME OTHERWISE

If I don’t watch the episode than nothing happens <- best mentality

Why? it feels like this came out of absofuckinglutely no where (I know about the bts photos (still refuse to believe) but like in terms of the storyline)

I swear they better pull a supernatural out of nowhere and he ends up coming back being totally fine.

If I don’t see a body then nah he’s fine

If I see a body then nah he’s fine, just has locked in syndrome with his eyes closed (get him out of that coffin he is fine)

My heart is beating so fast

I will come after you 9-1-1 I WILL FIGHT

Major character death ain’t supposed to happen

BOBBY TOO POOOKIE DIE YOU EVILSSS

I REFUSE

Briefly seeing a bunch of actor responses/article and I am just this all a fake build up because he is going to be perfectly fine next ep they just wish to build some drama (like we just learned from Oliver sometime they lie for promo) let me live in my delusional world.

I normally love snooping through the tag and seeing how everyone is feeling but I literally can not handle it right now because I seriously refuse to believe any of this

THIS SUPPOSED TO BE THE SILLY LITTLE WEEWOO SHOW SO SHUT UP RIGHT NOW! EVERYTHING IS FINE AND WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A BBQ AT BOBBY‘S AND ATHENA’S HOUSE RIGHT NOW!!!

I have a physics 2 final tomorrow morning for uni I can’t be having thoughts about the weewoo show right now. STRESSS

Came for buddie years age now and stayed for the found family SO I SWEAR IF THEY FUCK WITH MY FOUND FAMILY I WILL…….

Edit:

…..So my fyp betrayed me when I got off the tag, BUT I STILL ABSOLUTELY REFUSE

[n7punk]

updating tomorrow as long as I'm able to finish editing 5.5k before work

[kuiinncedes]

i’m gonna reread ghosts of the shaodw market for no reason 👍

[ulteri0rm0tives]

You know that fact that Johnny would use sex as a way to keep the band together or 'boost morale'? Yeah.. just makes me think about his potential abandonment issues 💀

[kiwi-luminaryofthestars]

03/23/2025 Progress Update:

TLDR: Edited about 3K more words. Close to finishing editing second subsection of the first section.

Brrrrr I'm drunk. Incoherence is inevitable yayayaya

I edited most of the second subsection of first section today. Got like 100 more words down, too. Bwah. Here's the breakdown of sections rn:

1st section: 8000

2nd section: 6500

3rd section: 8600

I am most definitely taking more time for editing than I did before. Which, I mean, could be a good thing. We'll see. Fuckinnngggg remember when I could edit like 7K words in a day? That was sick. Wtf was I on? Escapism, that's what.

TENTATIVE next weekend for completed edit. Then beta yayayay

I want to participate in komahina week very badly, but I do not know if I could possibly make seven fics in like three weeks. If I completely disregarded my instinct to make ungodly long fics, maybe. We'll see. I'm going to ATTEMPT to at least contribute something, even if I don't do the entire seven. I just don't know how to write komahina very well tbh. Saiou comes easier to me, even though komahina is the og ship for me.

Whatevs. I'm passing out. Hope the Sunday blues aren't too bad and we can all make it through this Monday together!!

[coquelicoq]

There are 60 million people in Britain. There are 200 million in America. (Can that be right?) How many millions of English-speakers other nations might add to the total I cannot even guess. I would be willing to bet, though, that in all those hundreds of millions not more than 50, at the outside, have read A. Roemer, Aristarchs Athetesen in der Homerkritik (Leipzig, 1912), a work untranslated from its native German and destined to remain so till the end of time. I joined the tiny band in 1985. I was 23. The first sentence of this little-known work runs as follows: Es ist wirklich Brach- und Neufeld, welches der Verfasser mit der Bearbeitung dieses Themas betreten und durchpflügt hat, so sonderbar auch diese Behauptung im ersten Augenblick klingen mag. I had taught myself German out of Teach Yourself German, and I recognised several words in this sentence at once: It is truly something and something which the something with the something of this something has something and something, so something also this something might something at first something. I deciphered the rest of the sentence by looking up the words Brachfeld, Neufeld, Verfasser, Bearbeitung, Themas, betreten, durchpflügt, sonderbar, Behauptung, Augenblick, and klingen in Langenscheidt's German-English dictionary.

The Last Samurai by Helen DeWitt, i, 1, p 17

[crows-of-buckets]

Viago, 20 years old: I'm going to let this 10 year old kill >:)

Viago five minutes later, realizing he has a mess to clean up: oh no