#all for it to not matter and mean nothing really. its the internet. who cares

[qumiiiquinnquin]

i keep going back to the thought of deleting all of my art, but i dont because people say really nice things and it motivates me to keep drawing, but at the same time i feel like they're just being nice to me and are only saying it because my art is just that shitty that they feel bad. i know there's better people than me. i know people prefer others over me. i know numbers shouldnt mean anything. thats one of the fastest ways to hate your own art on the internet. i only made these accounts because i wanted to share my art with people. if i feel so bad about what i make to the point of wanting to delete it all and burn my physical art, and i feel like im just being humored by people as long as i keep creating day in day out beyond the point of arthritis and other health issues, what then

[wild-at-mind]

Sometimes just from someone's username you know they would reblog a post that's like omg Trump will do genocide and Harris will do genocide but with emojis and memes!!

And then you see that they did in fact reblog the post and you're like ohhh can we stop pretending this is any kind of leftism.

[mysticalcrowntyrant]

Hello, I love your stories! Would you be willing to make a Yandere x willing! Reader. Where the reader is so burn up and tired with the world that she accepts everything the Yandere says. From not leaving home ever or even letting him put chains on her.

Yandere Captor x Reader

An: I’m actually really proud of this :> I hope you like it!!!

The world ended quietly for you.

Not with a bang. Not with fire. Not even with a scream. Just... silence. The slow drowning of a life you once tried to build, piece by piece, until the waves took it all.

You used to try.

Used to wake up every morning and tell yourself: One more day. Just get through one more day. You worked, you smiled, you talked to people who didn’t care, and pretended you didn’t notice. You kept going, like a machine running on a dying battery.

But the world didn’t give back what you gave it. You bled and it stayed thirsty. You cracked open your chest and offered your ribs, and it still asked for more.

Until one day, you didn’t get up.

And that was when he came.

You don’t know how long it’s been. Days bleed together in this place. The curtains are always drawn, the lights dim, the walls a warm, enclosing gray that keeps the world out. There’s no clock. No phone. No internet. Just him.

Your protector. Your shadow. Your captor. Your everything.

“Open your mouth, baby,” he murmurs, crouching beside the bed.

You do. Without hesitation. He places the pill on your tongue like communion, and his fingers brush your lips a second longer than necessary. You swallow, because he asked you to. Because that’s what you do now. You obey.

“Good girl,” he whispers, his voice dripping pride. His hand cups your cheek, thumb stroking softly. “So good for me.”

You nod, eyes fluttering closed under his touch. It’s easy, now. Easier than fighting. Easier than pretending the world still holds something for you. There’s nothing out there. You know that. You remember it.

And in here, there’s warmth. There’s his voice. His presence. His fingers always curling around your wrist, gentle but firm. His breath at your ear when he pulls you close at night and says, “You’re mine, you understand? Only mine.”

You understood from the beginning.

The first time you woke up here—confused, drugged, your limbs heavy and your mind in fog—he had been sitting at your side, stroking your hair with infinite patience.

“I know it hurts,” he’d said. “I know how tired you are. That’s why I brought you here. You don’t have to pretend anymore. No one’s going to hurt you ever again.”

And you’d wept.

Not out of fear, but relief. Because you were tired. You didn’t want to go back. You couldn’t. The world was a monster, and he had pulled you from its jaws.

So you stayed.

When he brought in the soft restraints, you didn’t fight. You lifted your wrists for him, docile, like a doll. When he closed the heavy iron cuff around your ankle and kissed the mark it left, you only said, “Thank you.”

He tells you things while you sit in his lap, curled against his chest. His voice is calm, loving, possessive. Always possessive.

“You don’t need anyone else. Just me.”

“I don’t want you talking to anyone—not even through a screen. They’ll try to take you from me.”

“You were meant to belong to someone. Me. I saw it in your eyes the first time I watched you.”

You don’t ask what he means by that. You don’t ask how long he watched you before he took you. It doesn’t matter anymore.

Nothing matters except him.

Sometimes, he puts a blindfold on you and leads you to different rooms. Sometimes he washes your hair and hums while you sit between his knees like a child. Other days he binds you to the bed, chains wrapped in velvet so they won’t bruise, and tells you how beautiful you are like this—helpless, dependent, perfect.

“You trust me, don’t you?” he asks once, lips grazing your temple.

You nod.

“Even if I did something bad? Even if I hurt people to protect you?”

You hesitate, then say, “Yes.”

Because it’s the truth.

He kisses you then—slow and soft and grateful.He touches you like you’re holy, like you saved him. And maybe you did. Maybe in his broken, twisted world, you’re the one thing that makes sense.

“You were wasting away out there,” he says one night while you lie chained beside him, your head on his chest. “They didn’t see you. Didn’t know what you needed. But I did.”

You whisper, “You saved me.”

He holds you tighter. His arms are iron. His heart beats a little faster under your cheek.

“Say it again.”

“You saved me.”

“I’ll never let you go,” he vows. “Even if you beg me to. Even if you try to run. I’ll break your legs if I have to. I’ll chain you to my fucking spine”

You don’t flinch. You don’t cry.

You only close your eyes and whisper, “Okay.”

Because you’re tired of making decisions. Tired of pretending freedom ever meant anything but loneliness. You’re so, so tired.

And he’s not the world. He’s not the cruelty you came from.

He’s just the man who took it all away.

So when he tightens the chains a little more, when he slides a collar around your throat and kisses your lips with trembling reverence, you let him.

You let him.

Masterlist

[scoupsakakitty]

little sister reader (scoups or mingyu) where she gets verbally attacked by fans for being close with ateez (wooyoung or San)?

Just Friends | idol!Scoups x sister!reader| angst, fluff | mentions of Wooyoung

Y/N had been through internet drama before. It came with the territory of being one of the biggest influencers in Korea—and, of course, being the little sister of Choi Seungcheol. She knew how quickly rumors spread, how fast people turned on you, how suddenly the internet could love you one second and hate you the next. But this? This was something else entirely.

It all started with a shopping trip.

Y/N had spent the afternoon with Wooyoung, one of her closest friends, just casually strolling through the streets of Seoul, laughing, chatting, and occasionally stopping to snap pictures of cute accessories and clothes. They weren’t hiding. Why would they? It wasn’t like they were doing anything wrong.

But when you had millions of followers, and your friend was an idol from one of the biggest boy groups, every little thing turned into a scandal.

By the time Y/N got home that evening, her phone was buzzing nonstop. Her social media was exploding.

[BREAKING] ATEEZ’s Wooyoung spotted shopping with influencer Y/N! Dating rumors ignite after viral photos surface. #WooyoungY/N #NewCoupleAlert

Y/N groaned as she scrolled through Twitter (or rather, the battlefield formerly known as Twitter). The pictures were everywhere. Some of them were innocent—just her and Wooyoung walking side by side, laughing. But others…

One particular shot showed Wooyoung playfully fixing a strand of her hair while she smiled up at him. Another caught him holding her wrist gently as they crossed a busy street.

And of course, the internet lost its mind.

Some fans were thrilled, gushing about how cute they looked together. Others? Not so much. Hate comments flooded her notifications.

“She’s just using Wooyoung for attention.” “She’s not even an idol. Why does she get to hang out with him?” “I knew she was a clout chaser.”

Then there were Carats who had mixed reactions. Some were protective, defending her, while others were… less kind.

“Why is S.Coups’ sister getting involved with idols? This is embarrassing.” “She needs to stop bringing scandals to Seventeen.”

Her stomach twisted uncomfortably. She hated this. No matter how much time passed, no matter how much she grew, people still saw her as nothing more than “S.Coups’ little sister.”

A loud knock on her bedroom door made her jump. Before she could respond, the door swung open, and there stood her brother, arms crossed, an unimpressed expression on his face.

“Y/N,” he sighed, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. “What the hell were you thinking?”

Oh boy. Here we go.

She tossed her phone onto her bed and crossed her arms, mirroring his stance. “I was thinking that I’d spend the day with my friend. Didn’t know that was a crime.”

Seungcheol exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You know exactly what I mean. You and Wooyoung, in public, acting all… close. Did you really not think people would start talking?”

“Acting close? We were literally just hanging out.”

“Tell that to the internet,” he shot back. “Do you have any idea how much of a mess this is? My phone’s been blowing up all evening. The company is already getting questions about it. Not to mention, people are dragging Seventeen into this because you’re my sister.”

Y/N clenched her fists. “So what? I should just stop having friends because people might make up stupid rumors?”

“That’s not what I’m saying, and you know it,” Seungcheol said, voice softer now. “But you need to be more careful. You know how this industry works. People see what they want to see. And Wooyoung—”

“What about him?” she snapped.

Seungcheol hesitated before shaking his head. “I just… I don’t get it. Why are you so close with him? Since when?”

Y/N rolled her eyes. “Since forever? You know Yeonjun, right? Well, he introduced us a while back, and we just clicked. He’s fun, he’s easy to talk to, and he doesn’t treat me like I’m some fragile little sister who needs to be protected all the time.”

Her brother’s jaw tightened. “That’s not—”

“It is,” she interrupted. “I get that you’re worried, but Wooyoung is one of my best friends. That’s all there is to it.”

Seungcheol studied her for a long moment, then let out a sigh. “Don’t lie to me, Y/N. I know you have feelings for him.”

Her breath hitched, but she quickly masked it with a scoff. “So what if I do?” she muttered, avoiding his gaze. “It doesn’t matter that I have feelings for him. We are still just friends.”

Seungcheol’s expression softened. “Y/N…”

She shook her head. “No, seriously. It doesn’t matter. It won’t change anything. He doesn’t see me that way, and even if he did, it wouldn’t make a difference. The world wouldn’t let it.”

Seungcheol looked like he wanted to argue, but instead, he just sighed again, rubbing the back of his neck. “You should still be careful. Not everyone will believe that you’re just friends.”

“I know,” she muttered, suddenly feeling drained. “But I can’t live my life based on what strangers on the internet think.”

Seungcheol’s expression softened even more. “I get it. I really do. But if things get worse, let me know, okay?”

She managed a small smile. “Yeah. Okay.”

As her brother left the room, Y/N picked up her phone again. Her notifications were still a mess, but this time, she saw a new message at the top of her chat.

[Wooyoung]: You good? Don’t let the haters get to you. Yeonjun and I are ready to fight if needed.

She laughed quietly, shaking her head.

No matter what the internet said, she knew one thing for sure: she had real friends who had her back.

[chiliyue-archived]

You talk too much

↬kissing them as a means of shutting them up

Includes; Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Floyd Leech, Sebek Zigvolt

Gender Neutral Reader

Tags; a little more on the crack side but i hope you like this nonetheless!

Not requested !

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Riddle Rosehearts

"... OFF WITH YOUR HEA-"

Y'know the buffering logo for poor internet and such? That's Riddle at this very moment. It takes a solid couple seconds for him to realize what just happened or what he was even talking about for that matter

His face is blazing. The very same shade as his hair and his body is slightly trembling, shocked- no utterly astonished at what you just did.

Buffers out for a couple more seconds before promptly scolding you on how inappropriate your actions were and blah blah blah. Unfortunately, you may get collared... I hope it was worth it and honestly it is since you get to see Riddle's pouty face as he scrambles to recompose himself

But if he's being honest, your lips are really soft and warm on his, and now he can't help but stare at it for a little afterward because damn, he wants another. But he will not ask because that's below him, and you must pay for your actions - he mustn't give in to your kisses 😤

Proceeds to think about it afterward, becoming distracted in his tasks and zoning out because how dare you kiss the queen of hearts and definitely not because your lips are soft

Leona Kingscholar

"Careful Herbivore, you're tempting a lion right now. How shall I punish you for this, hm?"

How dare you cut him off and his words of wisdom 🤧<- said words were probably about sleep or something

However, he acts as though his hand isn't already sneaking its way around your waist, his teeth nibbling on your bottom lip, all for the goal of coaxing a reaction out of you

He composes himself fairly quickly. If anything, it's going to be YOU reaping the consequences of your actions and Leona is smug about it.

Flicks your forehead while his free hand grips your chin with two fingers. He's making eye contact with you simply to see your confident demeanor stutter and waiver before his very eyes.

He's making a toothy cocky grin at you, going off about punishing you and verbally assaulting your ears with his husky voice. And he leans in tierrbly close, his breath tickling your cheek. He's going to make you flustered and kinda terrified to what he may have planned, or are you 👀

If you think you're gonna be able to just walk away, you are horribly mistaken. Hope you have nothing planned for the rest of the day because you're gonna be acting as Leona's pillow.

Azul Ashengrotto

"Angelfish- dear- if you wanted kiss you could have just ask... ah, was it something I said, perhaps?"

Buffer logo number 2. He stands there for a couple of seconds unsure of what to do or what to say

Someone bring over his little pot, he needs to sulk for a little as he comphrends what just happened

His face is flushing pink in embarrassment, even bringing a gloved hand over his face to conceal his not so subtle mental breakdown. Furthermore, it was hard to tell if he was mad or simply flustered(its the latter). He kept diverting his gaze as his fingers twitched slightly.

He refuses to make eye contact with you because doing so just makes the red hue on his cheeks even worse. And suddenly his shoes became the most interesting thing— that or his glasses require cleaning for the nth time, definitely not an excuse or anything

Azul thinks he must have said something wrong, already apologizing over stuttered words, which really come off as babbles because his tongue is working faster than his brain

When he finds out it was just a small little prank - a little jab - he begs that you save his dignity and never do this again because he will turn into a puddle.

Pray this doesn't happen in front of the twins who will tease and berate the poor man with not so harmless humor from the kiss.

Floyd Leech

" Ahhh shrimpyyy did you get tired with my voice, hm~??? Why don't we take this somewhere private hehe~"

A death wish, we salute you

The moment you kiss him, he's already wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer against his figure. And those razor like teeth of his? Those are chomping down on your bottom lip. Your lips are gonna be all swollen and painted magenta by the end of this, but that's what happens when you tempt an eel he claims.

If he's flustered, it's not evident on his face; rather, he seems amused more than anything, a cheeky smile finding its way to his lips as he lets out a giggle that makes goosebumps run down your arms.

He's a horrible tease, one that's gonna use this as an excuse to drag you off and cuddle(and kiss you breathless) for a couple of hours. You can practically see all the ideas that is stirring up in his brain as he processes this

But sometimes it's hard to tell if what he's saying is a genuine or Floyd is simply making light... banter. "You're so silly shrimppy, but don't interrupt me next time, kay?~" He says with a grin that can be classified as either intimidating or teasing. Maybe both.

Tbh, he might take this experience and apply it himself, kissing you for no other reason other than that he was bored and your lips happened to be at the wrong place and time. What you were saying didn't matter much anyway 🤧

Sebek Zigvolt

" Y/N, WHAT WAS THAT?? ARE YOU TRYING TO IMPLY SOMETHING ABOUT WAKA SAMA?"

We applaud you brave solider

Scolds you, no hesitations. He stutters over the first couple of words, struggling to compose himself, but once he does, his mouth is spilling words after words. His face is terribly pink, and he seems both flustered and offended... which he's probably both because he's a drama queen.

If you were trying to shut him up, he's only gonna be talking even louder as he berates you on your behavior and whatnot. RIP ears 🙏

Everyone will learn about it with how loud he is. The scene from an outsiders perspective is quite a silly one; one of Malleus's personal guards rendered speechless for a couple of seconds before screaming his head off.

He vents about it to silver later that night and treats it as though it's the end of the world. He's going off and off about your kiss. Without even realizing it, he started talking about how soft your lips are andddd he's going into great detail-

And he can not sleep, no matter how much he tosses and turns because all he can think of is your lips. If you see the tip of his ears reddening, no you didn't... 🤭

Lilia b e g s you to do this more often because it not only gives his ears a break but a lovely window of opportunity to tease Sebek into oblivion

[purpledemonlillyposting]

LORCH IS SOOOOOOO IN LURVE WITH INCEST I CANT STOP LOOKING AT HER STUPID FACE STUPID SEXY LORCH AND HER CRINGEFAIL MEDIA TASTE- 😤

Cough cough

Anyways,

It's extremely fucked up, actually, to make light of and profit off of the pain and abuse of others.

So, Lily Orchard is a serial abuser, lying manipulator, and routinely targets vulnerable people. She is accused of incestuous rape. This is all pretty serious, yeah?

So OBVIOUSLY the best way to combat this HEINOUS LOLC- I mean, abuser, is to uhhhhh

LAUGH AT BAD MEDIA TAKES HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Because uhhhhhhh

THIS IS.... "DEPLATFORMING" HER, YEAH, LETS CALL IT THAT.

OBVS PEOPLE CANT FIGURE OUT HOW BAD SHE BE UNLESS I STREAM EVERY OTHER DAY TAKING THE PISS OUT ON HER SHIT MEDIA TAKES CUZ THATS THE ONLY WAY PEOPLE WILL FIND OUT LOLOLOLOLLOL 🤪🤪🤪

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA I AM BEING SO HELPFUL MAKING FUN OF MOVIES AND TV SHOWS SHE LIKES LOOOOLLLLLL THIS IS GONNA HELP ABUSE AND RAPE VICTIMS FOR SURE IM SO SMART AND TALENTED AND FUNNY AND SMART LLOOOLLLL 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

So... how DOES that help anyone, anyways?

Making 20+ streams, only mocking someone because "SHE LIKE, JUST DOESNT GET IT LAWLLL" or "LOOOLLL HER TASTE IN MEDIA IS JUST SO BAAAAADDDD",

Genuinely, who does it help?

Does it help potential new victims from falling for her lies and being manipulated into vulnerable positions?

Does it help people who were emotionally gaslight and abused?

Does it help the rape victim?

okay okay we all already know the answer, yeah?

UHHHHH HER MEDIA TAKES ARE HOW SHE GETS AN AUDIENCEEEE SO LIKE OBVIOUSLY ITS GROOMING AND IS ALL PEDOINCEST SUBTEXT SO AKSHUALLY IM BEING A HERO CALLING OUT HOW BAD SHE BE AT PLAYING A VIDDY GAEM!!!!11!1!!!

Really now

So lets put it like this;

Some people who don't know any better watch some videos, they like some of it, they stick their nose in,

And what better way to save them from future grooming and abuse than to uh

*checks notes*

do nothing but relentlessly harass and use alts to secretly keep tabs on and perpetually stream about Lily Orchard, not really about any actual serious allegations, but just like "HAH!!! LORCH HAS SUCH BAD TASTE IN MEDIA! HAHAH! LORCH DOESNT UNDERSTAND DRAGON AGE!!!! HAHAHAH!!! LORCH IS SUCH A BAD CRITIC!!!!!!"

Sure, maybe after the fact you'll try to bring up Stockholm, and allegations, and all that stuff but

The damage is done.

You showed your whole ass revealing that you care more about shit media takes than rape, abuse, grooming, catfishing, incest, and habitual lying.

Now the allegations don't matter. You didn't start with the things that matter.

Your ass is out there profiting off of taking the piss out of things that don't matter. You look every bit the deranged shitty stalker Lily says you are.

And now? Now people tune you out. You've proven yourself to be a self-absorbed shitheel interested in profit and milking a lolcow, not in caring about people's safety. Not in caring about victims. Not in caring about anyone else but yourself.

You know whats really fucked up?

Puppeting around as the abusive rapist for a joke.

You know what's fucked up?

Continuing to antagonize and argue with the rape victim over your own hurt feelings.

You could ignore her, you know. You could be the adult.

You could acknowledge that she has a right to feel hurt about you making light of her trauma and abuse by playing dolls with your favorite lolcow, and she's not mentally well enough to rationally deal with the situation logically.

You are an adult.

You are not a victim in this situation.

But you can't stop. You're addicted to internet fights.

A mentally unstable rape victim calls you out for making her rape a mockery for profit and your response is to NO U at her and fight back like a child.

Sooooo who is this helping?

Is this helping victims? Is this helping abuse survivors? Is this helping potential new victims?

You already know the answer.

LAWLLLL WHO DAFUQ CARES IT MAKES ME MONEYYY LOLOLOLOL LES MILK DAT COOOOWWWWW!!!!1!!11!!! 🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪

[drowning-in-paragraphs]

hii! could i request an imagine where the reader is a university student and she’s super stressed and focused about finals and so she’s not really taking care of herself and eating well

maybe jude visits her at her apartment and cleans up for her and helps her shower and cooks her a meal and he’s just being a worried sweet boyfriend!

BREAKING POINT

jude bellingham x gf!reader

warnings: mental and physical exhaustation.

summary: You're drowning in college finals, causing you to isolate yourself even from your boyfriend. When he shows up unexpectedly, your worries transform into action: he forces you to rest, eat, and recover. Under his care, you finally find that much-needed peace and sleep that you´ve been yearning in his big arms.

The rain drummed lightly against the window of your tiny apartment as you sat hunched over your laptop, eyes red and burning from hours of staring at the screen. Your muscles were sore and every position felt uncomfortable. The clock on the wall ticked relentlessly, reminding you that yet another sleepless night had crept its way into morning. A half-empty coffee mug sat beside you, the cold liquid untouched for hours, but it was the only thing keeping you going. The countdown to university finals was suffocating, and the weight of it all pressed down on your chest with every page of notes you flipped through, every essay you drafted, and every formula you tried to memorize.

You hadn’t eaten a proper meal in days. Let alone something warm and nutritious. Honestly, you couldn’t remember the last time you had. But there was no time to think about food. Every second mattered, every minute wasted felt like a failure, and you had no room for mistakes. Your routine had dissolved into nothing more than stress, caffeine, and an overwhelming need to succeed. You hadn’t even spoken to Jude in days. You could feel his texts vibrating your phone, his missed calls piling up, but you were too consumed by the mounting pressure of university to even respond. God, how much you missed him, but the overwhelming fear of failure kept you away from the phone.

"Just a few more paragraphs," you whispered to yourself, your voice shaky as you scrolled through a PDF of your notes. Your fingers trembled, not from the cold but from exhaustion. You had lost count of how many nights you had stayed up like this, running on nothing but adrenaline and coffee, trying to cram every last bit of information into your brain. Sometimes you didn´t even know where to look at: your notes, your laptop, exercises, internet videos... Your handwriting had started to lose its meaning. It looked like hieroglyphics.

As you rubbed your tired eyes, trying to push past the headache forming at your temples, the sound of keys jingling outside your door caught your attention. You frowned, your mind too muddled to figure out who it could be. You weren’t expecting anyone. Maybe it was the house next door, though you doubted it due to the late hours.

The door creaked open, and you blinked, your vision blurring slightly from lack of sleep. Standing in the doorway, looking both concerned and frustrated, was Jude. He held a key to your apartment in one hand, his other clutching a bag. His eyes immediately softened when they met yours, though there was an unmistakable furrow in his brow.

"Hey," he said softly, closing the door behind him. His gaze swept across the room, taking in the mess—textbooks scattered everywhere, papers strewn across the floor, empty coffee cups, and a sink full of unwashed dishes. Then, his eyes landed on you, seated on your desk chair, wearing one of his oversized hoodies, your knees pulled up to your chest. Your face was buried in your notes, your hair pulled back in a messy bun, dark circles heavy under your eyes. A mug sat dangerously close to your elbow, almost forgotten. He sighed, walking over to where you sat, crouching down so that he was eye level with you. “You’ve been ignoring my calls.”

You swallowed, guilt settling in your chest as you looked away. “I’ve just been…very busy,” you murmured, your voice hoarse from disuse. “Finals are coming up, and I—I can’t focus on anything other than this,” you continued, gesturing over your whole desk.

Jude frowned, his hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek. His thumb brushed against the dark circles under your eyes, his touch warm and soothing. "You haven't been eating, have you?" he asked, though it was more of a statement than a question. His eyes flickered to the untouched coffee mug on your desk. "When was the last time that you slept?"

You glanced at the clock on the wall, but the frown on your face told him you didn’t even remember. You took his hands away from your face and bit your lip, suddenly feeling small under his gaze. "Nerves have made me lose my appetite. And I don’t have time to sleep, Jude. I need to study. I—"

Jude sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. It wasn’t just that you were skipping meals and staying up all night—it was that you genuinely thought you had no other choice. He knew how much you grades meant to you, but this was too much.

"No." He interrupted, his voice firm but laced with concern. "No, no, enough." He stood up, pulling you gently from your chair. "You’re running yourself into the ground. This isn’t healthy."

You wanted to protest, to tell him that you were okay, that you should keep going. But as soon as you stood up, the world tilted on its axis and you swayed a little, your vision blurring around the edges. Jude caught you easily, his arms and warmth enveloping you, steadying you as you swayed. You worried him and he did his best to hold back the anger that would make him scold you.

“That’s it," he muttered under his breath, half mad and half terrified. "You’re done for today."

"I can't—"

"Yes, you can. And you will," he said, his tone brooking no argument. "You're not going to help yourself by burning out like this." He led you over to the couch, gently guiding you to sit down as he took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves.

"Come on," he said softly. "You know what would help? A warm shower."

"Jude, you don’t have to do this," you mumbled, the words feeling thick in your mouth as fatigue began to weigh you down. Even blinking hurt your dry eyes.

"I do," he said without looking at you, his voice calm but insistent. "Because clearly, you’re not taking care of yourself, and someone has to, love." He offered his hand to carry you to the shower.

You hesitated, embarrassed at how weak you felt, but Jude’s gentle smile reassured you. With his help, you got up, and he led you to the bathroom. He started the shower, making sure the water wasn´t very hot before turning back to you.

"Can you handle it?" he asked quietly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of discomfort. When you nodded, he stepped back to give you space, but not before kissing your forehead gently.

"Take your time. I’ll be here when you’re done."

The hot water was like a balm for your aching muscles, and as you stood under the stream, you felt the exhaustion begin to seep from your bones. By the time you stepped out of the shower, your head felt clearer, and though you were still tired, the fog of stress had lifted, if only a little.

As you disappeared into the steamy bathroom, Jude took a deep breath, surveying the mess around him. It was clear that the stress had overtaken you completely. With quick but deliberate movements, he began tidying up—stacking your books neatly, throwing out the empty coffee cups, and picking up the scattered clothes. He even opened the windows a bit to let in some fresh air, hoping it would clear away the stale atmosphere that had settled in the apartment.

When you emerged from the shower twenty minutes later, you already looked better—your face was no longer pale, and your hair, still damp, cascaded down your back. You were wrapped in a towel, looking almost embarrassed.

“Feel a bit better?” Jude asked, stepping toward you.

You gave a small smile and nodded. "Definitely," you answered, feeling more human than you had in days.

As you went to get change, Jude busied himself in the kitchen. He knew you needed something tasty and nutritious, so he started making a simple pasta dish that would be easy on your stomach but filling enough to give you some energy. He kept an eye on you as you came back into the living room, your steps slower, but your body more relaxed.

“Food’s almost ready,” he called over his shoulder, plating the pasta and setting it down on the table. “Come eat.”

Your heart swelled at his caring attitude and you thanked him as you sat down across from him. The smell of food made your stomach growl, reminding you how long it had been since you had eaten a real meal. Jude sat beside you, watching you as you took your first bite, his concern slowly fading as he saw you relax a little more with each bite.

After you ate, Jude pulled you to the couch, draping a blanket over you both as he wrapped his arms around you. You leaned into him, your head resting on his chest, the steady thump of his heartbeat calming you in a way you hadn’t felt in days. He pressed soft kisses to the top of your head, his fingers lazily running through your hair.

"You scared me," he murmured into your hair. "I’ve never seen you like that before. I want you to take care of yourself."

You sighed, guilt tugging at you again. "I’m sorry, Jude. I didn’t mean to worry you. It’s just…finals are so overwhelming, and I felt like if I didn’t study enough, I’d fail."

"You won’t fail," he said firmly, his arms tightening around you. "You’re brilliant, and I know you’ll do amazing. But none of that matters if you’re not okay."

You nodded against his chest, his heartbeat steady and comforting beneath your ear. The warmth of his body, the sound of his breathing, and the gentle strokes of his hand through your hair lulled you into a state of calm you hadn’t felt in weeks.

"Stay with me tonight," you whispered, your eyes already fluttering shut. "I don’t want to be alone."

Jude kissed the top of your head, his arms cradling you even closer. "I’m not going anywhere," he promised, his voice soft as he continued to stroke your hair. "Get some sleep, love."

And for the first time in days, you did. In the safety of Jude’s arms, with his soothing touch and soft words, you drifted off into the most peaceful sleep you had had in weeks. You knew that tomorrow would bring more studying, more stress, but for now, in this moment, you felt cared for, protected, and loved.

[st4vk1nmybra1n]

I love you, don't act so surprised?!

cont: Model!Gojo x GN!reader, sweet sweet gojo and his silly thoughts!! Wc: 1.5k.

Lovestruck. A little stupid, admittedly. Not charming, and surely not as cool. That's how Gojo Satoru would describe himself in the presence of the only person who can tolerate his ideas, sometimes even surpassing his stupidity to give him a reality check and shut him up. Like really quickly. To the point where he feels embarrassed for himself. And he never feels embarrassed about his beautiful brain and its beautiful thoughts. He knows everything about him is beautiful. I mean– he's a model for a reason, you know?

You were sort of an enigma. You weren't his manager, but sometimes he wishes he could just have you be his manager because you were just that good at making him seem like a saint. He faintly thinks it must be because of those really expensive media training classes his dad paid for. The one that he, you, and suguru had taken. Not like he really paid attention then. Oh well! He has a pretty face, why should he hold back his words? Though he'd definitely argue you'd make a better model. You had the media training, the professionalism, the skill, the knowledge (about a lot of things. Some things, more than the other. But you were smart!), and you definitely had the looks! 

You were gorgeous. Drop dead gorgeous. You had the right features. No matter what anyone else thinks, he's sure he could probably capture your beauty with a camera. He's no photographer or whatever, but even he knows you can look good under any circumstances. Whenever he watches back his interviews and any and every video of him on the internet (which he does because he knows he's hot. That's it.), you always seem to capture his eyes. You're not even the main focus of the videos in most cases. You appear briefly, fixing his hair or telling him to straighten up a bit more. Or maybe the camera pans to you when you're behind the scenes, grinning at the camera as you make a cheeky remark about him. He thinks you look.. a little too good when you're feeling sly..

You have your own job and life going on, but it's so heavily ingrained in his head that his days can't pass without you in them. It's like the day's exhaustion washes away when he shows up at your doorstep after a long day of shooting. Or when you show up in the morning with waffles for breakfast, first thing in the morning when you know he has a big shoot coming up. He just loves you– or well– spending time with you (???), nothing more. Yeah, for sure!

Most people feel nervous in his presence. He knows he exudes an energy of confidence and self assurity. It may sound egotistical but it's simply a truth, a fact everyone knows. He's not surprised when people stammer and stumble over their words when talking to him, or when their eyes wander over him. He knows it's only natural for them. It's something he doesn't pay much mind to, it just makes him feel even more satisfied. Whenever he'll crack a joke, they'll crack a smile, laugh with their cheeks tinted. It almost feels as though he's entertaining them. Don't get him wrong, he loves being ogled at, but he needs entertainment too! Then there's people who look at him in such a way where he can see the gears of creativity churning in their heads. All the ways they could film him, all the angles they could use to photograph him to bring out his best (which is also something that's just him existing), all the ways they could draw him or paint him. He's observant like that, he sees it all.

But for you, Shoko, and Suguru, it's different. His friends don't have that look of wonder or nervousness when they look at him. They're all used to it, he knows. After spending so many years together, it's clear that's the case. Suguru himself was into photography, though not as much to pursue it as more than a hobby. Suguru often did capture photos of satoru. But he didn't care to skirt around the subject when he felt satoru was doing something he hadn't envisioned. He would tell satoru straight up to pose again, and 'leave out the sass this time'. His friends won't hesitate to shut him up if he says something stupid, maybe even whack him against the back of his head. They don't care to sugarcoat their words, or to conceal the fact that they'll laugh in his face if he does something that they think is stupid. And he likes that! It's something he especially likes about you. That when he cracks a joke, you'll double down with something funnier that'll send everyone into another 10 minute laughing fit. He likes it when he asks if you could pass him something, and you answer 'no' with the straightest face ever, as you hand him the mentioned object. He likes when he asks you a dumb question, you answer with something even dumber. Sometimes to add to the joke, sometimes to humble his stupidity.

 Oh, and he loves when he's taking a video and he calls you over, you'll look up at the mention of your name, and instinctively smile as you see his camera. He loves it when you give him and Suguru ideas on their next photoshoot, demonstrating Satoru's potential poses with a dramatic face, sometimes breaking out into a cheeky grin as you tried imitating satoru. He loves when you get sassy and cheeky, he loves it when you know you've caught him slacking, your knowing and sly grin making him feel even more heated than he could imagine. He probably mentioned that earlier, too. He loves way too many things about you. Next thing you know, he probably loves you! But that's not true.. definitely not! 

He's also a liar. He does love you. A lot. A recent revelation. Shamefully, he thinks the way that most people get nervous around him is oddly reminiscent of how he is around you. Except, he's not boring and dull. If anything, he makes the funniest jokes ever! His eager eyes are always finding your frame everytime he cracks a joke, just to see you burst out laughing at him. He's made himself the butt of the joke more times than he can count, just to see you give him a sarcastic and satire response, or even better– when you laugh at him. Maybe it's a twisted feeling, to feel joy from such a thing. But he really could handle doing anything if it meant seeing you smile at him.

"You've been locked up here for an hour. Do you wanna start getting ready for our photoshoot or do you wanna continue to stare at that photo frame of you and your.. family." Suguru's voice interrupts his thoughts, his brow raised at his friend as he looks over at Satoru, who had been staring at a picture of you, him, and your cinnamoroll plushie and his digimon plushie. 

Satoru remembers that day. It was after Suguru had finished taking pictures of him, and you'd been sitting just watching, with his treasured plushie in your hand, while your own cinnamoroll plushie was also seated on your lap. "Let's get a photo of the whole family. Satoru and I, and our two sons!" You chimed in, rushing into the frame as you leaned in against Satoru. You both took a sequence of photos, ranging from bright grins on your faces, to your faces completely serious, like a true family portrait. And then later on his birthday, you gifted him a large frame of the photo (alongside other gifts, of course), which he put up in his bedroom, without even having to put much thought into it. 

"Are you gonna confess? Stop staring at that frame and do something about it." Suguru chided, clicking his tongue. 

"Give me a break! I only just realized like.. 2 weeks ago. I need time to process everything!" He responded to Suguru, tone whiney and dramatic.

"2 weeks too late, maybe. We all noticed like, 2 years ago. You're late to the party. Do something about it before I do something about it." Suguru threatened loosely, placing his hands on his hips.

"Ey! You can't do that! Mine. Mine only." Satoru gasped in offense, brows furrowed as he crossed his arms, lips forming into a pout.

"I meant I'd air out your business, not ask them out, you idiot!" Suguru sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Oh. Oh! That's good for him, Satoru thinks. He plans on telling you, sooner or later. But sometimes, he just likes to stare at you and admire what you have already. But he knows he can't risk it. You're more gorgeous than he is, and that's saying something. He knows there's a chance someone may come in and sweep you off your feet, and he would never allow someone as beautiful as you to end up with someone who isn't him. It's simple logic, really. An ethereal person such as you, only deserves someone who's as breathtaking as you. Not to toot his own horn, but he's pretty sure he's the only one who fits that criteria. It's just meant to be! You and him. He's known it deep down inside all along. He wouldn't have it any other way, of course.

side note: i just wanna add that i almost LOST the ENTIRE fic and cried for 10 mins before i eventually found out how to restore it! so i hope you guys enjoy this as much as i did <3333

[nnightskiess]

🌼 dating cara ward... part two

contains spoilers (book&series)

⋆*·ﾟ You once made Cara a friendship bracelet with your name on it, back when you were just friends, but she hasn't taken it off ever since.

⋆*·ﾟ You go to all of her tennis matches. At first, it ruined her concentration and filled her with nerves but as time went on and your relationship became more serious, she needed you there as her very own good luck charm or she just knew it would be a shit match.

⋆*·ﾟ Afterwards, you always eat a cheat meal together as a reward. As you sit on her bedroom floor, tightly pressed together, eyes fixated on the newest episode of Love Island and both with a plate of chip butties in hand, she always falls in love with you a little more.

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⋆*·ﾟ Her father gave her and Naomi two bunnies to care for after their mother passed. While Naomi took care of them less and less as time went on, Cara, even to this day, still passionately looks after them. With the help of Connor, she named them Dottie, (because it had a couple of different coloured spots) and Button (because of its cute nose). She always beams when she sees you with them. Definitely has photos of you sitting in the grass in her backyard during a picnic with her, as the bunnies curiously examine the leftover strawberry you're offering them.

⋆*·ﾟ Joining sleepovers with her friends in Connor's backyard. Pop-up tents, watching movies on a laptop, pizza, games and later snuggling up to Cara while falling asleep = prime quality time.

⋆*·ﾟ Naomi has you on speed dial in case Cara ever comes home looking sullen or whenever she goes quiet. As soon as you walk into the house and Cara sees you, she's beaming again. Naomi likes to tease you're her sister's serotonin source, but she loves how happy you make Cara.

⋆*·ﾟ Speaking of a sad Cara... where she would first only be having off days as often as any other person, she does turn more quiet after her father's secret is revealed. Despite having you and her friends in her corner, she still cannot ignore the people who stare at her whenever she walks by. She'll forever be associated with the Andie and Sal case, as the daughter of a killer. But the fact that her own father harboured such a secret and was capable of all he did, has messed a little with her head. It's a topic you tiptoed around for a little while. Also because you didn't need to ask how she felt, you could feel. But Cara knows you're her person and that she can open up when she's ready.

⋆*·ﾟ After her mother passed she tried to be as strong as she could when she saw how badly Naomi was struggling with it. Only Pip ever saw the tears that fell, but she counts herself the luckiest to have you in her corner now too. She often tells you stories about her mother when it's just the two of you and a ghost of a smile always appears on her face as she recounts the memories.

⋆*·ﾟ When she isn't locking you into her embrace to watch a show on her bed, she's definitely pulling you along to any adventure she can. Indoor rock climbing? She's already booked the place. Going for an impromptu dip in the lake? She's packing her stuff as we speak. Biking to the city to watch the newest film that has one of her celebrity crushes in it? She's grabbing her bike and ringing your door, telling you to hop on and hold tight.

⋆*·ﾟ No matter how much she likes her phone and her socials and taking plenty of pictures of the two of you to then post and flaunt on the internet, nothing can ever beat the time you spend together with your phones off. It's cute how serious she is when it comes to her phone usage when you're around. This also means she tries to come up with things to do that don't involve screen time. It helps you feel like you're really in your own little world when it's just the two of you on some adventure.

⋆*·ﾟ That's also how her friends know she's with you. If she doesn't pick up, she's either asleep, or spending time with you.

⋆*·ﾟ You have a few of her clothes that have ended up in your closet after sleepovers, but they're yours now and Cara wouldn't want it any other way. When you sleep in her oversized shirt? Or when you show up at school during a gloomy day all snugly wrapped up in her jumper? Girly's heart goes boom boom boom. She definitely takes something of yours too, but she's a little secretive about it and you probably won't find out until you're desperately searching for the clothing item and she's just looking at you with a secretive grin. Having something cosy of yours to wear whenever you can't be with her, always calms her down and grounds her.

⋆*·ﾟ She's SO smitten with you, and you can often catch her staring at you as if you put the stars in the sky for her. It's the most adorable look ever. Little glances through the rearview mirror when you're in the car with her friends... glancing over her shoulder to look at you in class... or just admiring you while you're talking about something you're passionate about. It's cute, and she definitely gets teased for it by Lauren.

⋆*·ﾟ No matter how adorable she can be, she also houses a ton of dirty jokes or comments she can whip out at any given moment. It often catches you off-guard, but it's exactly why she does it— to see you flustered.

⋆*·ﾟ Cara likes it when you paint each other's nails with some music softly playing in the background. And she can never help the giggles when you scold her for not being able to wait long enough for it to not smudge. She's used to chapped nail polish though, since she likes to play the guitar a lot. But perhaps that's also an excuse so that you can paint her nails again.

⋆*·ﾟ If you don't know how to play the guitar yet, she will definitely use that as an excuse to pull you onto her lap and help you strum the right rhythm and hit the right chords with her arms around you, guiding you.

⋆*·ﾟ Jumping on your bed and goofing off while blasting Chappell Roan or any other artist you're both in love with will always paint a smile on her face that will stay there for the rest of the day.

this was in my drafts for way too long, but i figured it was long overdue with this week's release of the series </3

[bobbydagen24]

Bro zone wern't just imperfect imo they were actually toxic.

I havn't actually done a post talking about Bro zone in a while and I deffo ain't going back to being obsessed with them lol but I did feel like doing this again for old times sake if nothing else.

I don't really judge them much for walking out when they were all still mostly teenagers and kids tbh

but I do judge them for seemingly not trying to get back in touch for all those years

( except for JD and I feel if Bruce Clay or Floyd had also tried to come back for their family then it would have been mentioned by them in the film when they did come in contact again )

and also for not really showing any remorse for it in present day not to mention JD and Bruce's behaviour to Branch during the argument scene was honestly just borderline toxic behaviour imo

like I'm sorry but that isn't simply someone losing their cool because they are having a bad time

that was just straight up emotionally abusive given they both hit out at Branch unprovoked and basically mocked and belittled him for something that they knew by this point was a Trauma for him.

someone once told me that the original plan for the film was to have Bro zone go their separate ways at the end and while this person provided zero evidence so I take it with a bucket of salt because its the internet lol.

but it would honestly explain a lot to me in terms of how Bro zone were written because they represented a toxic family dynamic way too well imo the way Branch acted in the argument scene straight up brought back some bad memories for me

and I don't think the movie did enough to make them redeemable as a family or just as people tbh at the Bare minimum the brothers should have apologised and admitted their behaviour was way out of line

and acknowledged that Branch would be well within his Rights to want nothing to do with them given how they've all acted towards him and let him down

and then Branch could have given them one more chance but made it clear he isn't going to accept any sort of treatment like that again and show that he's setting healthy boundaries that his brothers and Poppy for that matter will have to Respect.

but well the characters didn't even do that and like I said that would have been the bare minimum but instead the movie and the fandom for that matter

just sorta acts like they were entitled to another chance from Branch just because they were blood and the fact that Floyd nearly died even tho that isn't a good reason to give toxic people another chance at all.

sigh look I'm sorry to rant on but this is why I didn't particularly care for this movie because the heart of the film was the family dynamic

and I just don't find it to be a healthy message that they portrayed and unlike other characters who were let off the Hook too easily like Barb Bro zone just felt more real and thus got to me more tbh.

I mean your not likely in real life to come across a bad person like Barb or Crimp but you are fairly likely to come across a toxic person who behaves similearly to JD or Bruce.

also there is this unfair double standard in the fandom where Creek's behavour towards Branch in their first scene together is judged as him being a jerk to Branch

and is viewed way more harshly from the fandom than the way Branch's brothers treated him despite it honestly being worse

given how they mocked and bellitled him for something they knew was a Truama completly unprovoked unlike Creek who only insulted him because he insulted his friends first.

but Bruce and JDs actions towards Branch are viewed as for forgivable seemingly just because they happen to be blood related to him and therfore we should have lower standards for how we expect them to treat Branch apparently?

( even tho they are family in blood only given they left him at the start of his life so he barely knows them tbh )

which is honestly just messed up and nonsensical like if anything we should have Higher standards for people who claim to love and care about us

and lower standards for Random strangers who we barely know as your own family treating you in such a way is far far worse than someone who Barely knows you for obvious reasons 😂😂.

but instead the fandom judges this one scene as meaning Creek was the bane of Branch's existance and that his treatment towards him was far far worse

than his own family verbally abusing him unprovoked after behaving badly towards him for most of the time they'd been reunited and also abandoning him for years and only showing up when they needed something.

like I'm sorry but one situation is clearly way worse than the other here and to suggest otherwise is just blatantly ignoring the context of both situations and being biased based on who you personally like more.

anyway thanks for reading.

[wispstalk]

I've mused on the avoidance of racial politics in Oblivion but never really got into the broader ideological context. since I'm on one lately, I organized my thoughts and put them under the cut. 🚨BEWARE: EFFORTPOST🚨

for those who heed my warning and scroll by, enjoy this screenshot from when I was trying to find the post I linked above:

who the fuck shaved my beautiful blog 😔

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let's get the divine right shit out of the way

Despite the narrative at its heart, I don't think Oblivion is presenting a pro-monarchy message. No one in real life is an actual avowed monarchist anymore except for some maladjusted internet freaks, and we don't care about them, so I'm not gonna spill a bunch of ink on why feudalism sucks.

But still. Your HoK's job is to defend the bloodline, no matter how they might feel about it. If they don't, the idyllic heart of the Empire will fall to a demonically-aligned group of religious wackjobs whose only goal is wrecking shit for its own sake. Which could mean nothing.

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the war on terror uhhh devils and stuff

From George W. Bush's public address on Sept 20, 2001:

Americans are asking, why do they hate us? [...] They hate our freedoms -- our freedom of religion, our freedom of speech, our freedom to vote and assemble and disagree with each other.

After a sleeper agent attacks you in the street for the nth time, you might ask yourself: "Why are these people so hot to turn everything into the Deadlands? That place fucking sucks."

You don't get much insight to the Mythic Dawn. Even when you infiltrate their hideout, no one really makes a compelling case. Mankar Camoran's manifesto is full of impenetrable theological ravings (which is a fun touch, dgmw) and when you finally confront him, his justifications are pretty thin.

It is worth remarking that one character calls Camoran's writing "revolutionary." I don't think this line is intentional propagandizing. It's just the normative line of liberal democracy: revolutionaries are terrorists. Their motive is bloodthirst, and their end goal is chaos.

I wouldn't claim the demonic hordes are a stand-in for militant Islamist groups. If that had been the intent, Bethesda didn't need to be coy about it (cw: video link, breathtakingly racist).

Instead I think the Daedra represent the ambient, pervasive fear of the time. We were at war with the concept of terror itself, after all. Politicians and media outlets put aside their differences to tell the American public that we faced a profound existential threat, and we lapped that shit up.

Or some did. Despite this heartwarming feat of bipartisanship, plenty of people retained their critical thinking skills and mobilized a record-breaking international protest. Not everyone was in favor of expansionism.

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the machinery of empire

Now it's worth looking at Oblivion's weirder and cooler older sibling, Morrowind. Though it leaves plenty of room for your character development, the plot centers at least some extant critique of empire.

(please note it's been a long time and I'm murky on the plot but) the Nerevarine begins as a Blades asset who eventually brings an unruly province to heel. The player can interpret this any number of ways, but the game is explicitly presenting foreign intervention through the character of Caius Cosades. He leaves you to it once you become a self-sustaining instrument of soft power.

Most of this has been excised in Oblivion. In fact, Ocato tells the HoK that the Elder Council is pulling the Legion out of the provinces to address the crisis at home.

It's plausible to read this as a soft criticism of US foreign policy. There are a couple threads of non-interventionist thought that dominated opposition to the Iraq War: 1) the libertarian tendency, which was hardcore isolationist and 2) the liberal-left tendency, which called for defunding the military but might favor humanitarian aid to varying degrees.

Or it could just be a throwaway line. Fuck if I know! I still find it notable that the game had little interest in riffing on its predecessor, considering that the canon events are only a few years apart. Maybe something happened ✈️🏙️ that made people cagey about this stuff.

There was certainly a nod to religion as an arm of imperialism in Morrowind as well, through the missionaries. It makes sense that this wouldn't be visible in Cyrodiil, but where Morrowind gives you an ambiguous soup of competing faiths, Oblivion offers up a nice neat package.

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crystal dragon jesus

The evangelical Christian right had a lot of political capital to throw around in the early 2000s, and a lot of visibility thanks to George W.'s cozy relationship. Freaky fringe millenarian shit was everywhere-- like the Left Behind series, which made the NYT bestseller list a few times.

This did not go unchallenged. Plenty of people found the bigotry repellent, the lobbying was a subject of national debate, and even that bitch John McCain was briefly bold enough to level criticisms at celebrity pastors.

Pop-culture Christianity was fairly anodyne, though it pains me to admit that. A few Christian bands broke into the mainstream charts (idgaf what anyone says, P.O.D. had some bangers). The "youth pastor sitting backwards in a chair trying to be cool" meme describes a genre of guy that spawned around this time.

Being an atheist during this time was more isolating than it is these days, but for the most part, it was some relief that most Christians wanted to distance themselves from the vocal fringes.

Enter Martin, my boy, my #1 projection dolly. The catholic themes are laid on THICK with the tonsured monks and the stained glass and the "I was once a devotee of the Fuck God" reveal. But he's like, quietly religious. Humble about it, even. He expresses some doubt! But in the end, when it's really down to the wire, he kicks Satan Mehrunes Dagon's horned red ass and then his dad The Lord a dragon lifts him to the heavens wherever incoporeal dragons hang out, and all humanity is saved. Subtle 👌

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okay enough already

It could be argued that the fantasy genre as a whole skews reactionary-- other mega fantasy hits from the time were about returning to an ideal past (LOTR) and reviving traditions of the powerful (Eragon). Oblivion slots right into this. It is philosophically small-c conservative.

That doesn't automatically mean evangelical neocon. Maybe some of the game writers or company execs were those things. Fuck if I know!

But evangelical neocons were in charge of the global hegemony back then. It went right past me back in 2008 when I first played, because even though I loathed those fucking hogs, I was fresh outta high school and hadn't developed much of an eye for latent ideological currents. Over a decade later, when I picked the game up again, all this stuff was glaringly obvious.

This was the sewage we all waded in, and thus the game is just a reflection of the status quo.

I leave you with this song, which has nothing to do with Oblivion but it's funny how it aged like milk. I've been sending it to my IRL pop-punk-fan friends to torment them.

[soypz]

- What Andreas Rönnberg Says About The "Allegations" When Confronted

[TW, mentions of overdosing, mentions of self harm, mentions of grooming, drugs, and a long ass post lmao]

PS, If you don't care about this stuff, I mean like.... don't read it? go focus on the game or community. This is for the people who want Andreas' approval on the situation. Don't like it ? Don't read it

This prob gonna flop but I don't care honestly, i had in my drafts since November 😭. I've been holding this for a sec but its probably one of the final things I'll be making about Andreas because i dont want this blog to be ALLLL about him at all. A little summary is im explaining how the evidence he sends to people trying to "disprove the allegations" has a bunch of plotholes. My friend didn't know what to do with this stuff so I took it into my own hands.

2-3 months ago, Andreas [u/andreas_ronnberg] wrote somebody I know on reddit after he kept calling him out on a thread Andreas 100% corrupted by making his fans who downvote anyone who dare to say they had a negative view of him or look deeper into the grooming situation. He used this long, copy-pasted reply at the beginning of the chat to "disprove" the "allegations" and say they're false and/or twisted around. So technically, this is Andreas' side of everything for anyone who wanted to see both sides, although I'm not sugar coating anything and I'm pointing out his flaws here, my blog, my rules. Plus Andreas blocked me but if he sees this from an alt since he's so crazed about his reputation that'll be funny.

Okay, so first of all, this copy-pasted paragraph is written really weirdly but I'll list it first since its funny as fuck, "The rumors are made by an obsessed manipulative fanGIRL who now identifies as NONBINARY and their TRANSGENDER boyfriend" LOL. He misgendered Sani right then and there while saying he was trying to be "respectful" and then made a PS saying that he mentioned their genders because they hate being misgendered. I dunno about you, but I feel like he DEFINITELY did that on purpose. Also, Sani isn't a "fangirl" of this man, if he used past tense before they were nonbinary it would make sense but using fangirl in general is just odd. but it's whatever and not the main thing we are focusing on there.

I had to split his words here cause it's long but I won't have to much

He shows some of his.... "proof" here and uses his nephews and nieces to guilt even though he did this to himself and what goes on the internet stays.

This shows the people he mentioned about (his "harassers") and another a police report

The first screenshots doesn't matter because it's just saying "fuck you, we claim the characters now" which just made his feelings hurt for a grown man, but this police report one is interesting.

(also I have no clue how this considered his only proof of strong harassment with Sani because there is worse than meanie hastags, especially when he uploaded someone's barely censored nudes... but hm sure sani is more "fragile" 😹

The top notification says "Notification of your decision," and the rest say, "Copy of your police report", you see, this would be believable for me if it actually had a name attached to it.... even though this is the supposed police report against the Sani, Sani would literally say to you nothing is happening right now, not even in court. Not only that, but this (again) shows no proof it was against the victim and could be just an entirely random person he's reporting. If you think about it, if something was happening in court and he was winning due to everything being quote on quote, "misinformation, false rumors, manipulated content, and irrelevant stuff taken out of context." He wouldn't have been privately dming people out the blue saying he's innocent, might as well be very formal and public about it if he ACTUALLY was though.

Finally, he doesn't meet court standards anyway. If they look into him deeper, they'd see his history of drug use (which is especially serious with Swedish laws) and the revenge porn he willingly uploaded on his server.

REGARDING THE OVERDOSE

You see, his idea of this is weird. He and his wife blame his aspergers and the overdose of his medication on all this and say it's okay. Firstly, I don't even know what the aspergers has to do with this, it gives bad representation on people with autism in my opinion because overdosing on something and sexting a "friend" while you have a wife doesn't mean your autism forced you to do it. His analogy is strange too, it's similar to - If you hit a person while drunk driving, ITS OK ! You were under the influence of drugs and if you accidentally killed that person or seriously hospitalized them, you deserve no jail time because it was definitely not you at the time ! And totally not your fault!!

You see where I'm getting? If you hospitalize someone even if you were under the influence, you will and should face consequences either way. It was your choice to overdose. It was their choice to get drunk. Therefore, I do not feel as much sympathy for him on his side, he chose to go the wrong way and messed up a friendship himself, this is not the other person's fault and entirely understandable if they wanted to break the friendship up over it.

Also, he changes it up.... first, he says the overdose was caused by Sani because their blog post about him, but now it was an "AcCidEnTaL" overdose?... hm.. conflicting... if Sani caused it and you overdosed because they made that post, that's not an accident.

Anyways, on more to Andreas' side

Here he mentions Yulia (Yulia is a woman who was involved in Andreas shenanigans he claims was "the overdose" incident. Andreas knew Yulia since she was 12 (he said it himself over voice messages in their direct messages in the exposing Andreas v3 doc).

Here is the screenshot he provided, saying Yulia doesn't want to be involved.

It's very funny how he says Sani takes things out of context but uhm we have this....

(POV from Yulia's end)

"Owe? No, I don't owe you anything, I already said what you wanted me to say, I said that I wanted her to stop it, and I'm not a victim as she positioned me to"

Wow, Andreas. You MADE her say that so you look better and tried to make her delete an archive that wasn't even hers?... such proof, man. Now you see, Yulia doesn't really consider herself as a victim and this is why i havent mentioned her as one specifically although, either way Andreas has said horrible things to her still and taken her out of context to look better. Yulia doesn't care about him anymore but shared her story for the safety of anyone else this could happen to.

He says the things with Sani are completely fake because there aren't voice messages tied to their chats so theres no physical identity to "prove" it if it was real, and he likes to take advantage of that.

Also his self harming; He shared photos of himself on a trip to the mental hospital on his public server, and Yulia had proof of his self-harm photos he directly sent her as well as his crazed voice messages. He had no way out of the proof Yulia had and saying it was fake at the time would not work, especially since AI and other programs could not replicate photos like they do today, obviously.

He's right. He didn't cheat on his wife.... he attempted to. Luckily he has a wife that says to 'understand him' and have him get help although, clearly something hasn't been working if he still isn't living up to her expectations if he's privately dming people about the situation falsely and not apologizing to Sani at the very LEAST for sharing nudes on his server but whatever.

[Also, no one here in the screenshots are a 'fan', just more of his egotistical mumbling]

Either way, if he cheated on his wife or not, thats not really my business and kinda up to her in my opinion, although you see she sees a lot in Andreas. It's such a shame not even one promise she said would work couldn't be kept though due to his ego and delued takes on everything. If this actually worked Andreas might as well just should have owned up to it and apologize to Sani, that's all he could have done instead of tormenting his self through all this but that's his choice...

You see, if Andreas was serious about this, then he would come out publicly and not oddly DM people saying "FAKE FAKE FAKE" like anyone else would. If it's all just misinformation and taken out of context screenshots, then you would have come out about this now publicly and not hide it from your beloved community of people who admire you dearly right? or at least your defenders? I cannot say your whole community myself. But sure make your wife do it for you!

AND HERE ENDS THE ANDREAS PROOF SAGA !

After build ups of DMs, Andreas eventually stopped replying and gave up. No, I do not encourage sending hateful dms to Andreas or anyone else involved. This is to spread awareness about how Andreas ACTUALLY is. Yes, you can like his games all you want and play them, completely fine. Support him, though, and that's breaking the ice, but it's ultimately up to you.

Final note, if you, yes, you Andreas defenders, ever find this and would like to say this is "fake" or "manipulated" as well, I'd like you, in return, give me solid proof that it is first :) I do not accept text-based evidence such as

"This evidence seems fake" ,

"I thought Andreas said/debunked ....",

"Andreas said to ignore this because its old and ..."

I will need your 100% certainty (even though i know im not getting it teehee), as well as you to look into both sides of the story equally before you share an opinion because if you don't, THATS how you spread actual misinformation. Ya' supposed hardcore Cry of Fear fans gotta realize you can't call everyone a harasser or obsessed for having a voice against a popular opinion or vision of someone. No one sane is or wants to stalk this man but his actual parasocial fans. We're just calling him out and forever will cause just because something is old doesn't mean it shouldn't be remembered or not taken seriously still Lol. Don't feel bad for an infanilzed 30 year old man.

Rant over

[boy-above]

gender and sexuality babbling because I've been figuring myself out again lately <3

so, over all i would say I identify with both gay and trans as umbrella terms. if i were talking to a loser who doesn't like micro labels that's probably how i would describe myself. but hopefully none of you are losers <3 firstly, i used to identify as a trans man for several years and i wouldn't say it's entirely inaccurate still, but i've realized lately that it's not entirely accurate either. i'm not entirely nonbinary. it's funny because i've already identified as nonbinary in the past, i went through several different labels; genderqueer, agender, bigender, etc. then i decided i was a binary trans man. now i'm back to nonbinary lmao. and although by definition i am nonbinary, for some reason the term doesn't vibe with me and i'm not sure why. i have no problem with the term in general and i've used it to describe myself in the past, it just feels strange to refer myself with it at the present. anyway, if i had to describe myself i say something like "boy but to the left", a boy but not quite. in technical terms i think demiboy describes me best. i don't think it's accurate to call myself a man anymore, and to be honest i've never quite liked the word to begin with, i much prefer to be called a boy than a man, but transphobes used to shame trans men who called themselves boys all the time, so i felt forced to call myself a man. i don't care what they think anymore lmao, i am a boy.

presentation wise, (and this is personal but i love over sharing on the internet <3) i am dysphoric, i want a flat chest and a dick. however i'm nonconventional because ive realized that going on testosterone would have probably negatively affected me, the only thing i'd really get out of it that i'd actually like is a deeper voice. the other stuff would kinda suck. for me, i wish people would look at me and know i'm a man, but i don't quite desire masculine features. something i realized recently that i've already made a post about is that it was very confusing to me for a long time because i wasn't sure what i wanted my gender presentation to be like. i had no idea what i wanted to look like, no transition goals, there was no "ideal me" i could strive for. i realized its because i just really don't want a physical form, i don't want to be perceived by people. being born into a meat body feels like a cruel joke by god (i mean being born in general feels like a cruel prank but we won't get into that right now lol.) i've realized that what i want to look like isn't physically achievable; if i had to choose what to look like, and this sounds cringe i know, but i'd want to be an anime boy, or a cute animal, or even a cloud of dust. anything but human. and realizing that looking the way i want to is genuinely impossible has actually helped me a lot because now i know there's nothing i'm doing wrong or could be doing differently, i would have dysphoria no matter what, even if i weren't trans i would still have dysphoria probably. it's made me glad i never went on T for example, honestly ive realized the reason i wanted to do it years ago was because it was just what you were "supposed" to do as a trans person, and i thought surely it would make me happy because everyone tells you it will. T would have made things worse honestly. top and bottom surgery is what would help me, absolutely, but i fear i'll never be able to have that.

now onto sexuality. i'm a gay man, "man" being up in the air honestly, but that's how i view myself. i'm also on the aro and ace spectrum though, so aroace is an umbrella term i identity with. more specifically, i'm cupioromantic and aegosexual. cupioromanticism is when you don't experience romantic attraction but wish you did (or at least desire a romantic relationship regardless, as for me personally i wish i knew what romantic attraction felt like, maybe there might be others who don't idk). i've never had a crush on anyone before, anyone real at least. i wish i had a boyfriend, i wish i had a cute boy who doted on me and treated me like porcelain, but i've never actually had feelings for someone real before. more recently ive developed crushes on fictional characters, but never someone real. i couldn't tell you why i prefer men over women when ive never experienced attraction before, it's just how things are for me. would i be considered an oriented aroace for that?

anyway, my sexuality. tmi again <3 i am shameless and care not if yall know about me yall are my pookies.

what aegosexuality looks like for me is that i only have sexual interest in fiction. i describe it as being gay in theory but not in practice. i like reading smut and watching porn but don't really masturbate, it doesn't do much for me, it's kinda just like regular entertainment for me? and when i envision sexual scenarios the hard rule is that i myself am never involved in them, its only fictional characters doing stuff with each other, i'm never a factor. the idea of imagining myself in sexual scenarios is very unpleasant to me, i don't want sexual contact with people. the idea of someone touching me like that gives me the heebie jeebies, and the idea of anything going in my coochie sounds genuinely traumatic LMAO (that might be because of dysphoria idk.) i've never felt sexual attraction to a real person before and don't imagine i ever will, real human people are just not attractive in the slightest to me, maybe that's why i don't want to look human myself idk lol. more recently i've felt attraction to fictional characters, only anime boys really. venti the sexual awakening that you are. that's not a joke by the way, venti was literally a sexual awakening for me, i would say he's the first thing i've ever felt sexual desire for lmaooooo. that's his power truly. i've said before "i'm asexual except when venti" and i wasn't lying.

also! i don't identify as lgbt. by definition am i? yes. but you will not catch myself calling myself lgbt. if you use the label yourself that's totally fine of course, most people do. but i lived through peak exclusionist discourse where people were using the label to exclude and discriminate against anyone who didn't fit into the four letter acronym, and that includes nonbinary people as well because they "didn't count as trans", it was truly the trenches. that era was honestly traumatic for me and pieces of shit like that bullied a lot of people back into the closet. i identify as queer, the queer community was supportive during that time. if someone described themself as queer, 9.5/10 times they were safe, they weren't a bigot. obviously there is nuance but please don't take what im saying in bad faith here, the point is that i'm queer and i think the lgbt+ label has been used to exclude so many people, so it's completely soured it for me and i dont want to touch it. queer is simple, queer is inclusive, queer doesn't require you to label yourself beyond the word if you don't want to. for me its the perfect, safest, homiest umbrella term. i love being queer.

anyway that's my rambling <3333 if anyone wants to drop their own gender or sexual bullfuckery in the replies or on anon or whatever feel free to hmu, i love talking with people and oversharing i love you guysssss

[batsarebetterthanpeople]

im so sorry to send you this but im confused. i thought izzy hands was obviously homophobic while i was watching the show but now people on the internet are telling me that calling him gay and homophobic is a conspiracy theory. i want to trust my instincts on this as a queer myself but they say it so much i think im starting to believe it. i know literally none of this matters but its genuinely bumming me out. maybe we all just have slightly different definitions of homophobia?

I would love to answer this for you. Your instincts are correct. Izzy is gay and homophobic. You should trust your gut on this because it's important for you be able to identify guys like Izzy irl if you're someone who might be on the receiving end of homophobia.

What happened is that back in June of 2022 everyone fully agreed that Izzy was one of those repressed gay men who's internalized homophobia rotted his soul and became externalized. We wanted to put him in a jar. We all interested in how this weird little freak got this way. Then everything changed when the canyon formed. Since then it has been a mad dash to beat the allegations. Unfortunately an actor has validated them in a way that makes me really wonder about him frankly, because he seems to be operating under the impression that people are saying that Izzy is a "homo sex is sin" Style homophobe when nobody was saying that, what we were saying is that Izzy is incredibly weird about and hateful towards feminine men and he believes that Stede is corrupting Ed with his foppishness, which is still homophobia it's just a different brand of homophobia than the religious right's obsession with the mechanics.

Tbh tho I don't actually care about that actors' take because he's not a writer, he has a history of not being very good at reading the subtext given that he fully didn't realize it was a gay show for half the episodes, and David Jenkins has liked multiple metas on twt about Izzy being a homophobe so I'll trust that lol. The only consequence that Con O'Neill being publically wrong has had for me is that people occasionally do an unearned victory lap when he says something.

But also I low key sometimes feel incredibly unsafe knowing that there's a substantial group of people who claim to be queer and against homophobia but who can't understand that the whole subplot with Lucius in episode 5 and the thing with Ed in episode 10 is laced with bigotry against feminine gay men. I don't think admitting that means you have to think it's his only motivation or that it's contradictory to the read of him being attracted to Ed and Lucius or with the concept that he's mostly just power hungry, but it does sort of mean that I have to move through the world knowing that there are people in my own community who would fully blame me if something happened to me. I don't fucking like it. That's why I get so upset about this so publicly. It's like so what happens if I get attacked but the guy calls me a namby pamby or a bitch instead of a faggot. Are you gonna be like "well we don't know~". It's just an uncomfortable thought. I don't understand why they're so desperate to beat the allegations either, like he's fake. People who have experienced things like what Ed and Lucius went through at his hands are real. The argument that gay people can "do something to (someone)'s brain" is written into legislation trying to ban trans people from public life. Nobody wants you to stop liking Izzy we just want you to stop saying shit that's harmful

And I don't necessarily think that everyone who chooses to put more emphasis on Izzys obsession with Ed wouldn't be able to identify a hate crime, I just have seen more than one piece of meta that goes "Izzys not homophobic he just thinks Stede is a mincing fop who's corrupting Ed with his frilly whiles there's nothing homophobic about that" and I just have to block them for being homophobic themselves because what else do I do with that? When I vague post about this shit I'm talking about specific ass things that I've seen that have made me feel very uncomfortable and unsafe not generic canyon trends. I just really feel like we need to calm down about Izzy. Like you can feel empathy towards a gay guy that hates himself and write a bunch of fic about him getting laid without deciding actually he did nothing wrong and everyone who can see that that's not true is making shit up to oppress *checks notes* people who like a fictional character. I don't get why that's so hard to do.

[infoglitch]

Imma talk about digimon for like a minute so bear with me because uh...

Cringe ahead.

Digimon is a very.. interesting series which I have had a long relationship with. You see "I'm not like other boys" (god kill me PLEASE!) because I just didn't care for Pokemon, I liked shit like Yu-Gi-Oh (cause I just couldn't be anymore lame) because the monster designs were awesome to me. I didn't like Pokemon because it felt so.. cutesy. I'm not saying that's a problem I just at that point in my life found any pokemon remotely interesting... Maybe infernape and emboar because those designs were cool as fuck (I'm not gonna talk about the fire fighting debacle because I'm sorry I just don't get it. Yes without hindsight it seemed like a trend pokemon was going down but outside of that there's nothing wrong with that.) but when I saw digimon I didn't feel that disconnect, yes by all accounts digimon does try to be a little cute but to me it didn't feel like 100% of the monsters were there to be cute and marketable. I thought kabuterimon was cool as shit because of how ugly it was, it wasn't human but it didn't matter to me because it looked like an actual monster. I Loved skull greymon because it was so fucking intimidating, I was literally skeleton of a dinosaur back from the dead with a missile to its back and a second ribcage attached to its back, that was metal as shit and I was all for it.

.. we are not going to talk about angewomon.. we are not going to talk about her... I don't wanna be bullied by the Internet.

A lot of the digimon designs I loved and while I could never keep up with the anime I still loved it.

Og adventure while a product of its time is still fun and I enjoy watching through it. Seeing T.K. grow and becoming more than just Matt's little brother, I loved seeing Izzy connecting with the group and also his interactions with tentomon because those two understand eachother.

Mimi.. look imma be honest I didn't get Mimi and I never got to be able to really connect with sora.

I liked how it was a little more mature especially later on, it wasn't dense in meaning studying the characters but it still felt.. real. T.K and Matt's parents not being Together and T.K being confused on why his family just can't be whole is real, while I couldn't relate to it at the time fully I felt it.

Now I can't say I got tai but I was enjoying Matt's character (what can I say even Young I liked characters who acted more mature.. I'm not bi though I just respect Matt's care for his little brother... I feel like that will get taken out of context.)

Adventure 02 kind of clicked with me, I definitely liked Cody and surprisingly yolei of all characters. I couldn't connect to Davis because much like tai I respected him but I couldn't relate to him.

Now I unfortunately don't have a lot of opinions on 02 because I didn't get to watch almost any of it which sucked.

As for tamers? Oh god where do I begin? Look I'm not gonna be the first to say that tamers has good writing but honestly.. I don't think it's as good as a lot of the fandom says.

It isn't garbage, hell no. But I just don't enjoy it as much. I enjoyed impmon as a character but he was the only character I had strong opinions on.

We are not talking about Renamon. We are NEVER going to talk about Renamon. Moving on.

Frontiers is a oddball, because.. I love it, it is not by any means ground breaking, as it felt somewhat like a soft reboot. But honestly the one thing that drew me into this show was the spirit evolutions, and imma be honest I think once I finally get the chance to rewatch the first four installments of Digimon I'm gonna be locking in on digimon frontiers because I genuinely want to talk about this anime.

But then.. then there's digimon data squad... Now blame it on me liking burst modes and actually liking Marcus as a character.. but like

Digimon data squad is my everything. Primarily it's burst modes that is just always a cool concept because I'm a sucker for mode changes.

You have to have no whimsy in your heart to look at the concept of punching a digimon in the face while yelling "it's fighting time" and not find it baller as shit.. and also just so dumb, and so funny. You have to have no sense of whimsy and if that is the case.. we can't be friends.

As for fusion.. oh god digimon fusion.

Look I hate digimon fusion.. so much,I like a lot of the digimon designs but the anime just grinds my gears with how much it just is a KIDS show. And I mean that in the most insulting way imaginable and specifically mean digimon fusion, not xros wars. Because when it comes to fusion a lot of the story and the characters are just lame. And it feels like I'm watching something that has no respect for its audience.

I understand if people like fusion.. I cannot enjoy it because I think its focused audience.. is for kids specifically.

But why do I talk about digimon? Why do I dedicate an entire post to it?

Because ladies and gentlemen one it is cool as shit and two there are so many stories that can be told using digimon. I love this franchise because It appeals to every neuron in my brain, it scratches an itch I have for monster design and a lot of the stories that it tells are just so interesting and/or very ent, I've especially been reading a lot of Digimon liberator and it actually got me interested in the card game of all things. I've been playing digimon survive and I've gotten invested in these characters (I know I'm going to have to go down wrathful and harmonious I just need to prepare myself for the fact some of my favorite characters are going to die.. oh god I don't wanna see Ryo die AGAIN!)

Digimon means something to me because one it appeals to me in terms of monster design (I will always prefer more monstrous digimon but I'm not gonna bitch about it.) but also in terms of the stories you can tell with the setting. Digimon can be used as a metaphor for human psychology (hell digimon being influenced by their partners, that has so much potential to dive into) digimon has a lot of value to me because it's a lot more open for interpretation and allows it to be more mature with the stories.

But that's my rambling. I apologize to everyone that this is nonsense but I felt like talking about something from my childhood that means a lot to me.

[thegreatimpersonator]

this is probably gonna be a controversial statement but: just because someone doesn’t post about the issues going on around the world does not mean they’re a bad person, that they don’t care, or they aren’t aware what’s going on.

I am bombarded with the news where I live cause my mom watches it 24/7. At dinner, my parents constantly talk about Trump and, now that the tariffs have passed, how much he’s gonna fuck over the economy. My friends and I have political discussions, my one friend is Jewish and I’ve had very intense discussions with her over Palestine, and when I see my one friend in a few days we’re definitely gonna be talking about a politics.

This blog is the one area of my life where I can actively choose what I read and post. I come on here to escape the world and post the fun stuff I like. I have nothing against people who do post about the horrors of the world and donation links. But I really don’t think people should judge someone’s moral standards based on the lack of posting about current events online. IMO anyone can post anything on the internet and not mean it. What should matter is how a person treats people in real life and if they’re donating their time/money to causes in real life.

unsurprisingly, i disagree. i understand and agree with what you’re saying in general, for everyday people. talking about it constantly in your personal life is great and actively where it all starts tbh. and someone not posting about a current event doesn’t make them a bad person, absolutely. however if you never talk about anything online then i am gonna look at you a little sideways- and if you purposely avoid it then, that’s intentional ignorance and actively taking advantage of a privileged situation. ‘i come here to get away from all that’ is great once and a while but not all the time. the internet was made to spread information around so if you wanna avoid information don’t go on the internet when you need a break.

if you really care about something you wanna talk about it, and reposting things is the easiest way to do that. it’s not asking a lot to hit some buttons and can help make other people aware. and it’s a completely different conversation with people who have platforms and also depends on what topics they haven’t shared. idk if you’re specifically referencing some asks i got yesterday about a blog not posting about palestine but that was referring to someone trying to figure out what side they were on, when that blog has had very controversial views in the past- so they have a history of being a ‘bad person’. it wasn’t based on nothing.

either way, i do think we have a responsibility as conscientious citizens to talk about things in ways we can reach as many people and the internet is what does it, i just think its so easy why not.