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martiandmichelle · 5 months ago

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First let me explain this condition that I (and others!) can find ourselves in called "Sexually Blissed Out" or SBO. The definition of blissed out is given perfectly at the online Urban Dictionary which is:

a trance-like happiness, euphoric almost can be sexual, overwhelmed with stimulation leading this trance-like state of being so aroused and blissful.

So I am going to give you the top 5 things that can make me SBO or at least come close to it. SBO doesn't happen a lot but when it does, WOW! I go limp and just let it happend, usually having squirting orgasm after squirting orgasm, my nipples becoming powerful milk fountains.

So here are 5 things that can get me to SBO listed from least likely (5) to most likely (1).

(5) Cum drinking. I'm not talking just about swallowing a guy's or even guys' loads (though doing that as well helps), I'm talking about drinking glasses of cum, chugging them down. The overwhelming taste and wonderful scent of the cum fills all of me and just takes me places and one of them is close to falling into a wonderful SBO. It takes several glasses, e.g., a LOT of cum to get me to SBO.

(4) Tit fucking. That might surprise you, maybe? It's a fantastic way for your greatest sex gift (your hard cock) and what, in my mind anyway, is my greatest sex gift (my tits), to be together and the visual is just incredible. It will take a line of guys doing that to me and squirting their cum on my tits or on my face to get me to SBO, but, damn, it's fun getting there.

(3) Visual sex. I love this, especially when followed by other things on this list. This is usually a 1 on 1 act but it doesn't have to be. To just sit with someone and have them just stare at my body and don't even touch me. I especially love it if my partner or partners stay dressed and I'm nude and he/she/they just stare, with hardons or wet crotches. My breathing quickens and my head gets light and when I start arching my body out and putting my hands behind my head and spreading my legs - yeah, I'm almost to SBO. It just takes time.

(2) Nipple sucking. My experience is that women are better at this than men, some of that is because women tend to take longer when they do it and that I love how they start slowly then ramp it up. If I have one person on one tit and another on the second tit then SBO can come quickly and last for as long as the sucking does. It's almost as if I leave my body and watch from a third person position, just letting my tits enjoy it without me and my emotions getting in the way. Expect a LOT of milk and squirting orgasms when I get there.

(1) Throat fucking. (Obviously only guys can do this. Using dildos is not the same!) OK, I'm not talking blow jobs here. In throat fucking or face fucking (whichever term you choose or however long your dick is, both work), you're in control - TOTAL control. You must be serious about tit and give it your all. I can take it - really, I can (unless you have a cock with > 8 inch girth which won't fit down my throat). I trained myself long ago how to breathe with a cock in my throat so don't you dare take it out unless your changing positions and have to. And any and every position is wonderful. Don't dare stop and ask my if I'm alright - I'll let you know if something isn't working - or you'll ruin the mood. Destroy my mouth and throat as best you can and I'll love the experience ever more. This can be with just one guy (if you can last a long time or can keep going after cumming which means not get too soft). If you want to see me in deep, limp SBO then bring some of your buddies with you so you can go for hours. Rope and handcuffs are welcome, even enjoyed. Just plan to spend hours at it so I can empty all my milk and pussy juices.

Some honorable mentions would be gang bangs (the bigger the better and me in the middle), cowgirl fucking, blow jobs (giving), and drinking my own milk and/or squirt as long as I have friends to share it with. Taking someone's virginity is also amazing as is sex with someone for the first time. I'll round at the top 10 in that I find age differences to be very hot! That, of course, means I'm the older one so having a guy or gal (or, preferably, guys or gals) 40+ or better yet 50+ years younger than me is awesome. (No, no one under 18!)

(These things can change around in order. Had I written this 6 months ago I would have put having my nipples sucked first!)

I'm telling you this now because I'm writing something for you where a number of these come into play. I'm pretty deep into it already so hopefully you'll be able to read it soon.

Marti

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lockefanfic · 2 years ago

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Ethereal

You hated the word ‘ethereal.’

It was used way too often, you thought, by tiktokers and instagrammers and smut writers in the deeper, darker parts of the internet - each of them latching onto it, using it freely, as though the use of such a pretentious word would lend them the appearance of intelligence beyond their actual possession.

“She’s so ethereal,” they’d say, every time some k-pop idol decided to take a selfie and post it online. “OMG, so ethereal.”

You’d known what it generally meant - you did, after all, deem yourself a man that was more than comfortable with the inner workings of the English language - but you’d actually decided to look up the meaning the other day out of sheer curiosity, if for no other reason than to convince yourself that all the unwashed masses of peasants using it were in fact using it incorrectly.

“Extremely delicate and light,” the definition read, “in a way that seems too perfect for this world.”

Fair enough. It was a good word for a specific description. Not that it alleviated your disdain for its overuse.

But as your finger traces a delicate path along Myoui Mina’s shoulder, you knew that there was no better description for her.

Ethereal. Ethereal. Yup. That’s it, that’s the word. There was no better one.

She is sleeping soundly, a soft rush of air leaving her nose with every breath - the concept of snoring seemed so crude and beneath one such as her and the sublime state of existence she seemed to exist on. Her eyelids flutter open as your fingertip reaches the peak of her shoulder, and for a moment you’re overcome with an unexpected pang of shame for having disturbed the slumber of such a gentle being.

Her lips curl into a soft smile before her eyelids cover her eyes once more. Beneath the covers, she presses herself a little closer against you, her naked thigh pushing between yours to slip between your legs and press, gently, against your crotch.

“Good morning,” she whispers, a soft greeting, barely loud enough for you to hear. You smile as she speaks with that soft, delicate tone of hers. In these, in your quietest, most intimate moments, every word she said was like a secret - one you wanted to treasure, one you wanted to keep between you and her and no one else, a dragon greedily holding onto something to add to the hoard of precious moments shared between you.

“Good morning,” you answer.

“Did you sleep well?” she asks, cuddling a little closer as she seeks a more comfortable position in the warmth of your body and the sheets that wrapped you both. Her left arm snakes around your torso, and the soft, warm thigh wedged between your presses a little tighter against your shaft - which, intentional or not, awakens that little part of your brain that was in charge of acting on such sensations.

“I did. Mostly because you tired me out last night.”

A small giggle drifts up from your chest, where she’s buried her face - and while you can’t see it, you can almost feel those soft lips of hers curling up into a smile.

“You were leaking out of me the whole night,” she whispers - another series of words you never want any other person, ever, to hear but you. “You filled me up so much.”

How does one respond to something like that? What witty, cocky, funny response could one possibly conjure, and what words would they use? For a moment you wish you had access to that online dictionary, or perhaps a thesaurus - yes, a thesaurus. What synonyms existed in the English language for fuck yeah that’s hot?

You think about it for a moment more, wrack your brain for some sort of reply - but you settle instead for simple honesty.

“I couldn’t help it. You felt so good.”

You feel more than see the expression on her face - a deepening of the smile on her lips, perhaps a biting of them by a perfect ivory tooth. She raises her head from your chest, her hair somehow magically parting to reveal a face that was perfect and beautiful and-

Ethereal.

“So did you,” she says, her voice a little more than a whisper now, as though she somehow meant them more. You find yourself in her eyes, those brilliant, deep pools that were always full of thought and emotion and feeling - and you bring your lips to hers.

You never tired of kissing Mina. Yes, the oral and the sex was great, but damn, the kisses. It felt, sometimes, like that was when you were most vulnerable. Eyes closed, her hands wrapped around you, lips locked to yours - you were helpless to do more than simply let her do as she wished with you and your mouth and your tongue.

When your lips part, it’s almost a kind of sadness that overcomes you, like you’d lost a gift you were just given.

“I hope I didn’t hurt you,” you say. Your mind had begun to replay images from the night before, and amongst them were moments when you’d lost yourself in the pleasure you’d found in her body. “I kind of lost control there a couple of times.”

Mina laughs, and that damn, hated word springs to your mind again as you watch her, with her perfect smile, and slight blush on her cheeks, eyes forming into perfect half-crescents like she were some cartoon come to life.

“Do you want to know a secret?” she asks, the words leaving her mouth in a hushed, soft tone - even more than usual - but with a sly undertone, as though, god forbid, this perfect angel were about to share something naughty.

“Of course,” you reply. Eager would have been an apt word to describe you, you supposed.

Mina bites her lip, an action that would have seemed so small and insignificant were it not for the utterly suggestive context in which she performed it. The blush on her cheeks deepens. Her eyes draw downward, toward your chest, where she has begun to trace random patterns with the tip of a finger.

“I love it when you lose control,” she whispers.

Aroused. Would that have been enough? No, you needed a different word to describe what you felt; ‘aroused’ simply wouldn’t do. Turned-the-fuck-on. Crude, but yeah, effective.

“Yeah?” you manage to stumble, your brain finding itself utterly unable to do more than manage the most basic of responses, so occupied was it in fighting off the unexpected ambush of sheer arousal that were threatening to overcome its meager defenses.

“Mmm,” she hums, fingertip playing with the ridgeline of your collarbone, uncaring or unaware or both about the massive onslaught of sheer sexiness she was about to unleash on you with her words. “You know those last few seconds right after you tell me you’re gonna cum? When you stop caring about me and how I feel and just start fucking me?”

“Mmhmm…?”

“Those few seconds… god, those are my favorite seconds of every time we fuck.”

“God, Mina.”

“Because I know… in those few seconds, when you lose control, I know… that I made you that way. That I made you lose control over yourself.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. It’s so hot. I wish…”

“You wish?” you say, quickly, more a plead than a question, a desperate attempt to urge her to continue.

“I wish… you treated me like that all the time.”

“Y-... yeah?”

“Yeah. I wish you just… fucking used me. Just fucked me to get yourself off, not giving a shit about me or how I felt - like I was just a fucktoy, a place to dump your cum. Because knowing that I get you off… knowing that I make you cum so quickly… that’s so fucking hot to me. Just thinking about it, it… it…”

“It…?”

“Just thinking about it… it makes me so wet.”

Her hand, finally having its fill of your collarbone, drifts down to her waist, where your arm is draped around her body. She finds and grasps your wrist before dragging it down her body, twisting her torso slightly to give you better access, slipping her leg from between your thighs and opening the most intimate part of herself to you.

She brings your fingers to her pussy - and yes - she was dripping.

Mina was ethereal, yes, but also an exercise in contrast. Because while she certainly embodied all the angelic, delicate properties associated with the former word, she was, undoubtedly, more than willing to contrast those properties with ones that were altogether less proper.

And that was what made her so utterly captivating. She could be - and often was - a princess. With ice in her veins and that soft smile of hers on her lips she often seemed like she didn’t belong in this world, like she was above things like lust and lewdness and sex.

But only you knew about this side of her. Only you were privy to how Myoui Mina, that perfect ice princess, acted beneath sheets. And that knowledge drove you insane.

“Are you going to fuck me now?” she says, every syllable saturated, dripping with lust in the same way that her body was.

“Yes,” you answer, turning her onto her back, looming over her and positioning yourself between her freely spreading thighs.

“How are you going to fuck me?”

“I’m going to use you, Mina. I’m going to use your wet little pussy to get me off, just like you want me to.”

For the first time, there is a crack in that facade of hers - a slight twitch of her eyelids, a barely detectable gasp between soft pink lips at the mention of what lay between her legs. What the world would have said had they seen her - Myoui Mina, ice princess - the way she was now; you wondered what word they would use, and whether ethereal was anywhere near the list of possibilities.

Needy. Lustful. Wanton.

“Do it,” she says, reaching down between your bodies to grasp your aching cock, aiming its tip at her slick opening, dragging it up and down and lathering it with her slick juices. Unable and unwilling to wait even a second longer, you slide inside her - and the air rushes from both of your lungs as you fill her to the brim.

Warm, wet, slick, tight - the adjectives you could have used to describe Mina’s body were endless. It was a pussy you’d had many, many times, but each one seemed like the first. Each time you entered her it was like you were being given a gift that you knew in the deepest recesses of your soul that you were not worthy of - like you were some unwashed dirty peasant receiving a small trifle from a noble lady.

“Fuck your little princess,” she hisses, as though reading your thoughts. “Use your princess’ cunt.”

Your eyes, which you hadn’t known you’d closed, jerk open at her words. You look down at her beneath you, eyes half-lidded, cheeks blushed, mouth half-ajar. The picture of pleasure. Not so ethereal anymore.

For the first few seconds you feel almost guilty about the way you fuck her. You only give her one, two, three thrusts before you quickly find and keep a rhythm that is fast and hard and almost punishing in its tempo. It doesn’t take Mina long to become a mewling, moaning mess beneath you - the unbidden and unfiltered cries of quickly building pleasure that leave her lips just one of the many signs her body gave you that yes, this is it, this is what it wanted.

And so any thought of reserving yourself, of holding yourself back, quickly flee your mind in the face of her body’s reactions to this new, rough, careless way of fucking. You cared little for her comfort or pleasure, knowing only that her legs were wrapping around your waist, thighs warm around your hips and ankles locked together behind your back as she moaned and gasped and shouted her pleasure right into your ears.

To say her body felt amazing would have been an understatement - to tell the truth you wondered if there would ever be a word that could describe the way her cunt tightened and pulsated around you. She was so wet - no doubt due to her own juices but also the loads you’d left in her the night before - but for all of its slickness her cunt was no less tight for it.

Some indeterminate amount of time later - time was such an abstract, foreign concept when you were fucking - Mina pushes you over, ends up on top. She rides you hard, fierce, sometimes leaning over your chest, sometimes leaning back with her hands on your knees and giving you a show, letting you watch those wide hips and toned stomach work as she impales herself over and over again on your cock, every impact of her hips on yours sending a delicious little ripple of movement up her full thighs, across her trim abs, and giving her small, round breasts and the taut nipples atop them a mouthwatering bounce.

Throughout it all she doesn’t stop, doesn’t falter with her pace, as though her only goal in life were to make you cum as soon as possible. Thankfully, the tightening of her cunt and the abundance of the juices flowing onto your crotch were evidence that she, too, were enjoying the race to orgasm as much as you.

You feel your orgasm approaching, feel the telltale tingle in your crotch that told you it was only a matter of time before you’d crossed the point of no return. It was coming so quickly - almost embarrassingly quickly. But you don’t care. You care only for the pleasure, and for the young woman bouncing atop your cock.

Your hands clutch at her thighs, your teeth grinding against each other. She sees it, feels it. She knew you so well by now, knew every little outward sign your body was able to make and how to react to it all.

“Let yourself go,” she hisses, “don’t fight it. Just use my pussy, just cum for me.”

You begin thrusting upward as best you could between her spread thighs, meeting her hips with yours. She yelps, she sighs, and she momentarily lets you control the pace, keeping her hips stable, letting you grip the soft cheeks of her ass as you pound into her opening from below.

“Fuck, Mina,” you snap between gritted teeth. “I want to cum in you.”

You push her off you, and as if propelled by some unknown psychic connection she automatically gets on her hands and knees, that round, plump ass of hers already wagging, her heat point directly at you as you take position behind her. She knows what you want. She knows what you need, knows exactly how you want to cum in her.

“Do it, baby please,” she says, half-plea, half-moan. “Use my cunt, fill it with your cum please, baby please.”

You take a moment to admire the sight of her - bent over, chest pressed against the bed, spine curved deliciously, that round, firm ass wiggling slightly as the wet, hot flesh between her thighs yearns to be filled. She mewls and quivers and moans as she waits for that delicious moment.

Unhinged. Crazy. Primal? Your brain, in an odd moment of coherence amidst the lust-fuelled haze the sight of her had filled it with, struggles to come up with the right word to describe the way she made you feel. Wild. Feral.

Feral. Feral! That’s the word. Myoui Mina made you feral.

There was something feral about it - about the way you took her from behind, fucking her tight little cunt like some wild, uncivilized barbarian, or some unevolved primate taking its mate in a cave during that period before history existed. There is no room for subtlety, no room for emotions or passion or romance - only a primal, feral need to fuck and fuck and fuck the woman beneath you, make her yours, spill your seed inside her.

It doesn’t take long. Without any mental barriers or “oh no does it feel good for her has she cum yet what if i hurt her OMG I don’t wanna cum too soon I wanna relish this” clouding your mind it’s not long before the tingle in your crotch becomes a full blown avalanche, ready to overcome your senses and sweep all before it in an unceasing, unrelenting wave of pleasure.

“Gonna fucking cum in you,” you hiss, words spilling from your lips in a barely cognizant tumble, not at all a request or a question and more of a demand.

“Yes!” she replies, her face half-hidden by a tumble of raven locks, some of it matted to her flushed cheeks by sweat. “Do it, cum inside me, use me, use my cunt-”

If words had power, Mina referring to her body with that word had to rank somewhere near the top of the power rankings. And that’s what does it, that’s what does it for you.

You bury yourself inside her - not just in the physical sense, with your cock lodging itself as deeply as it could inside her body - but in every sense of the word. You almost feel a part of your soul leaving you and entering her, that’s how complete it feels, how utterly complete her body drains you, of every drop of cum, and of every ounce of your body and soul.

Your cock pulses inside her, filling her with thick rope after thick rope of your warm cum. She sighs with each pulse and the spurt of semen that accompanies it.

It takes you just about forever to recover. When your senses return you find yourself still there, still buried to the hilt inside her. You caress the flushed, firm cheeks of her ass, squeezing them, pinching them, giving a cheek a firm slap that elicits a yelp from the young woman. Your mind feels drunk, as though you are floating, and everything feels hazy.

Eventually you slip out of her. The sight of your cock as it slides out of her body, slick and wet and streaked with your juices and hers - it’s a sight to see, that’s for sure. The lips on either side of her opening grip every inch of you as it leaves, tight against your shaft, as though trying in vain to keep you inside.

You watch as a small pearl of cum appears at her opening - one that quickly becomes a steady stream of thick, white semen. It drips from her pussy, making a mess of the sheets beneath her. Mina slides a hand down her body, fingers playing with her freshly-fucked cunt even as you watch her like some lewd pornographic performance, those thin, dainty fingers of hers playing with her lips, sliding between them into her opening and coming out wet and slick and glistening. She spreads your semen all over her pussy, around her clit, making a mess of herself for you, only for you, and no one else.

Eventually you fall to the bed beside her, and Mina lets her upraised ass finally drop to the bed. She cuddles up next to you, and you find yourselves in much the same position that you were a few minutes ago, albeit with elevated heart rates, hungry lungs, and significantly messier lower bodies.

You kiss her on the top of her head - an oddly innocent, caring gesture. Perhaps it was an apology of sorts, because even though you’d fucked her just the way she’d wanted you weren’t sure how actually pleasurable it was for her. You weren’t even sure if she’d cum.

But she doesn’t care. There would be another time when her pleasure would be the priority. All that she knows, as you wrap your arms around each other and you both slowly drift off into sleep, is that she was the sole object of your desire. She relishes the idea of being desired, of being wanted so completely that it causes another person to lose control over their body and mind.

She smiles, knowing that she’d made you that way.

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It’s the blinding light from the bedroom window that wakes you.

The world seems brighter, lighter somehow, a far cry from the dark, lustful, sweaty environment it was earlier that morning. Your eyes struggle to adjust, fingers rubbing the sleep from tired eyelids.

There is a movement in the room, and you realize that Mina is standing in the corner of it. She is facing away from you and towards the large dressing mirror, slipping the shoulder straps of a bright yellow sundress onto her frame.

You watch her as she dresses, as she fusses with her hair, as she slips the necklace you’d bought her for her birthday on her neck and clips her favorite earrings on. She looks like a million different things - a model from the pages of a magazine, an angel temporarily descended from on high, a princess readying herself for a day outside the walls of her palace.

You’re reminded again about what a delicious contrast Myoui Mina was - it wasn’t even so long ago that she was a wanton, needy little thing beneath you, craving and wanting and begging to have her body used. And here she was, all womanly, feminine charm and graceful appearance, the very picture of a lady.

She notices you in the mirror’s reflection. Your heart warms at the sight of those lips curling up into a smile as your eyes catch hers. Stunning. Alluring. Beautiful.

“Time to get up, sleepyhead,” she says, every syllable light and delicate, as though floating on the air that carried them to your ears. “We were going to that farmer’s market today, remember?”

You smile, knowing that even a farmer’s market could become a memorable experience if you’d spent it with her hand in yours. You watch as she continues to fuss with her clothing, slipping on a small watch, adjusting the straps of her dress, dealing with stubborn locks of hair.

Graceful. Gorgeous. Angelic. Extremely delicate and light in a way that seemed too perfect for this world.

Ethereal.

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Author’s Note: Just a quick BFH-inspired fic because Mina too pretty. Just barely edited by me so please excuse any typos. Just wanted to quickly jot it down before I lost the idea lol.

Back to the series with the next piece (which will probably see Mina return in the next Karaoke chapter).

Love you all <3

#kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #kpop smut #male reader #twice smut #twice mina #mina smut

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bookmarksandbonfires · 7 months ago

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All of this talk about @taylorswift's new album is really just proving to me that people have no idea what poetry is??? Like every time I see a post online someone's put in the comments "wow how poetic touch me while your boys play grand theft auto" or "that metaphor is so obvious how can you say her lyrics are poetry" or whatever and like I get it. The Poetry you had to read in high school felt Incomprehensible and you were Bad At Analyzing It. I felt that way too, and I got a degree in literature.

But "Incomprehensible" is not in the definition of poetry. It doesn't need to be endlessly complex with allusions and metaphors you'll never be able to unravel. The Google definition (from the Oxford dictionary) is:

All poetry has to do is be words that express meaning and have rhythm. (That's basically all songs.) There's nothing in the definition about how you should be unable to parse all the meanings behind it. If you hear a collection of words that make you feel something, that's poetry. It just is.

Or, to quote Wordsworth, poetry is "the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings," which he believed should be written in plain language, and since there's a heavy Gothic/Romantic strain in Tortured Poets Department, I think it's reasonable we should default to a definition from that school of thought.

Poetry does not have to be incomprehensible to be meaningful. You can feel something because of the specific words in their specific arrangements, or the literary devices utilized, or even just the rhythm in which they are spoken. It doesn't have to have you getting out a dictionary or diagramming the sentences or spending hours trying to guess what the author really means. It can just make you feel.

I don't know if Taylor Swift is the greatest poet of our generation or whatever. But to say her songs aren't poetry because you think you understand them is belittling and reducing poetry to something it never has been.

#thanks for coming to my ted talk #taylor swift #taylornation #the tortured poets department #ttpd #ttpd era #ts ttpd #ttpd anthology #ttpd analysis #tortured poetry #william wordsworth #poetry #poems and poetry #i'm just sick of it #there's my two cents #poetry is poetry

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scarletlilyy · 3 months ago

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Topic of Today: Pretentious feminism online and the slow development into internalized misogyny.

Popular terms/ideologies in Girl world I feel contributes to this!

1. Girl dinner

2. “I'm just a girl”

3. Girl Math

4. Pick me

5. Girls Girl

1. Girl Dinner: As defined by urban dictionary GIRL DINNER is a tik tok trend where girls eat random food which is comforting and or is a childhood food. Basically a combo of some random foods. Like every other trend it started off pretty innocent until it was repackaged as a means of promoting eating disorders. Extremely low cal food that lacks every bit of nutrition is romanticized with a cute pink bow.

2. "I'm just a girl": The phrase “I'm just a girl” was kind of a spin to “let boys be boys”, something we've all commonly heard in the past when a young man does something stupid but is still excused for it. I watched this video essay by Alisha not Alisha and in the comments someone quotes "You're not "healing your inner child" - you're regressing into ignorance.” and that's exactly how I feel about this trend.

"I'm just a girl" should be a fun quote to piss off men who hate traditionally feminine things, not a hoax to justify your shitty behaviour.

3. Girl Math: The third one has to be my least favorite, especially as someone who loves math. It just reinforces the whole dumb blonde ideology, infantilizes women and justifies bad financial decisions/overconsumption. The whole overconsumption issue is probably one of women's bigger issues. Like I saw multiple videos of where girls tried to use girl math to justify the ridiculous amounts they spend MONTHLY on clothes.

Yeah, let's not....

Trends like these easily turn into a marketing ploy for brands and we just end up spending money on useless shit cus the caught ur short ass attention span lmao.

4. Pick me: I feel like the term pick me became popular around the pandemic (I might just be too young lmao), so I'm just gonna start around there. At first it was to actually call out women who were in fact pick mes. A pick me is a girl who brings down other girls for male validation btw.

It's as simple as that.

It's not a girl who has different interests from other girls and a lot of people have failed to understand that. The entire point is not that pick me's have different interests from other girls, it's that they weaponize their "different" interests to gain attention from the opposite gender. So no, a girl who isn't so feminine or doesn't practice stereotypical feminine things isn't a pick me, neither is she trying to be "different".

The word has been really thrown around and 60% of the time it's just cus the accuser doesn't like the accused.

5. Girls Girl: A girls girl is the opposite of a pick me, a girl who supports other girls. But guess what my support is very much conditional!

Girls are humans.

Humans suck, they are capable of being bad ppl and making bad decisions. Aside from the basic support like providing menstrual products when In need or defending each other from misogyny, my support is conditional. That was originally the intention of the whole girls girl thing, understanding female struggles and supporting each other in those aspects.

Not dick riding each other and giving our unconditional love to people who don't deserve it. It has turned into a thing where women are immune to criticism from other women. And anytime a woman calls out another woman for something genuinely bad they aren't a “girls girl” or they are “hating like a man” .

Women, just like men aren't immune to criticism.

Overall, all these trends always start with the innocent intentions of enabling women to enjoy themselves. They slowly develop into toxic trends that do absolutely nothing for the feminists movement and allow for internalized misogyny. Trends like this will forever pop up, let us be careful with the media we consume. I'm talking about it because I've seen it in real life and it affects how women and especially young girls coexist with one another.

That's it,

Au Revoir.

#feminism #opinion #women #girl blogger #girlhood

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youkaigakkou-tl · 18 days ago

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(I don't know how to read japanese, and my speech is loosely based on anime, so apologies if I'm completely off target...)

I'm fascinated with etymology and like looking/studying the potential meaning behind the characters name, especially when names are a word play on the nose regarding their abilities.

I looked on an "online dictionary for Youkais", and most of the translations contain the word "Monk" in the name.

Regarding what had been said in YoHaji, about humans becoming Youkais after commiting a crime (sin?), does it means the first Youkais were unfaithful monks?

(sorry for the long ask, unable to word stuff concisely==;)

this is actually something that has plagued me for literal years, words for "monk" being in youkai names. im just not good enough at japanese to read analysis by japanese folklorists myself, and this is perhaps too obscure of a topic for there to be translations of. (an obscure linguistic detail of youkai, an already somewhat niche topic)

to preface, the words that often appear in youkai names and mean "monk" or some other position in a buddhist temple, are:

kozou (小僧): lit. "Little monk"; also just used as a word for "child"

nyuudou (入道): lit. "Entering the (buddhist) way"; someone who has shaved their head and entered buddhism.

bouzu (坊主): lit. "Owner of the monastery"; but later became a general word for monks.

douji (童子): lit. "child"; but in the context of buddhism, this is used as the translation for the sanskrit word "kumāra", and refers to children who become disciples at a buddhist temple and do servant work for the most part.

if i may be so bold, i think there's (at least) 2 layers to this

layer 1: it's a superficial resemblance

this seems to be the most common take i've seen.

most of the youkai that have these in the name have some superficial resemblance, whether they're described as having bald heads, or maybe they're seen walking slowly alone at night, perhaps chanting something to themselves. this is somewhat to the effect of calling something "the bald monster", wherein it gives a superficial image of how to know when you've seen this "thing".

and for some cases, mostly with the word "kozou", the word is just used as a general term for "boy" or "person", much like we have words like babygirl and catboy (which unexpectedly does not have an exact japanese equivalent, now that i think about it. closest thing thats used casually is nekomimi) perhaps just as we find the use of words that mean "boy" but also "monk" in youkai names strange, someone from a different background might find it strange that the combination of "baby" and "girl" refers to a disheveled adult man, or that catboy can refer to an adult man with cat traits even though "boy" clearly insinuates "child".

although, it's hard to tell what the original form of such youkai with these words in the name were or were intended to be, and how much of their visual resemblance to monks by artists who came afterwards was inspired by the fact that a word for "monk" was in the name. chicken and egg problem. (much like how youkai media nowadays, and series that involve humanized versions of inanimate objects use past stories and etymology to inspire their look. the artists of old probably didn't expect the works they left behind to be used as a record of what life was like back then, imagine if future historians use FGO and touken ranbu as historical reference LOL)

the idea of these youkai being something that became of a monk for one reason or another seems to be present in english perspectives on youkai, although not corroborated by japanese authors, so perhaps this is again a case of inferring and assigning meaning that wasn't there, or wasn't meant to be there. (source)

but this all begs the question...

layer 2: what does it mean linguistically?

the word for "child" also meaning "monk" is strange and specific, isn't it? or is it the other way around?

im so mad. its like this every time. when i trace every question about japanese linguistics or folklore back to the source it always goes all the way back to 1500 years ago (about 5th century AD) to the arrival of buddhism and the advent of written records in japan!!!! im not a linguist or historian im not good enough to disentangle all this!!!! or keep all my history facts straight!!!

the long and short of it is, buddhism contributed a large part to the advent of writing in japan, with the importance it placed in copying scriptures. buddhism was largely influential throughout early japan written history, and prior to the heian era was incorporated into the governance system. the heian era saw the founding of enryaku-ji on mount hiei, one of the most influential temples of the time and origin of the tendai school of buddhism, which was the leading school at the time, and founders of later schools of buddhism in japan almost all originated from it. this is all to say, enryaku-ji and mount hiei are two very prominent locations that appear in a lot of folklore and youkai stories.

mentioned in the essay "story of the shinoda wife" by folklorist orikuchi shinobu are "doji villages", specifically mentioned in the context of mount hiei, which are servant villages to buddhist temples, where the children go to work in the temple and are called "douji", which in turn becomes what their villages are called. the fact that he goes into detail about what these are, and also explains the use of "douji" to refer to buddhist child disciples rather than just "child" in general, could mean that these are particularly obscure tidbits.

(i actually came across this essay when i was looking up kuzunoha, and the play where abe no seimei was named "doji" as a child. orikuchi posits that monks started a temple in the village called abeno, and so "abeno doji" became a familiar phrase to locals, and so it became part of stories and plays)

if i may be so bold as to make assumptions, i think its possible that monks, who were influential, literate, and the source of not an insignificant amount of literature from the time, referred to figures in stories with honorifics from the organizational structure they're familiar with, and common folk adopted the vocabulary too. (this is perhaps similar to how you're referred to with honorifics like "sir" or "madam" in letters from official organizations even if you're not necessarily on the same level of importance as the person the letter represents.)

of course, this is just assumptions, and if i had any concrete conclusions this wouldnt have and continue to plague me for years.

resources:

hyakumonogatari.com - a huge blog of translations of essays on youkai

kotobank.jp - japanese dictionary thats particularly good for words with more cultural background

japanesewiki.com - an accurately, manually translated resource of the japanese version of japan cultural wikipedia pages

Shinoda Tsuma no Hanashi by Orikuchi Shinobu - an analysis essay on the play "Ashiya Douman Ouchi Kagami" (which is actually about abe no seimei LMAO and prominently features kuzunoha), doesnt have a english translation

The Artist is Absent (The Beginners Guide analysis) by Innuendo Studios - yeah this one isnt relevant at all. its a literary analysis of the videogame The Beginner's Guide (2015). but i just think anyone who wants to do any amount of thinking about stories and folklore should watch this video and also play this game.

#asks #rambles #its 5am ive been writing this for 3 hours straight and im so tired and stupid but i know if i come back to this tomorrow i will have forgot #-ten everything #im learning about myself that when im tired and writing analysis i turn into the biggest beginners guide shill

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spanishskulduggery · 2 years ago

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Do you have recommendations for beginner level resources?

Study Spanish is always my go-to recommendation for people who are just beginning

It goes from the basics of the basic to some fairly advanced concepts regarding the subjunctive and future/conditional, and mentions large portions of the overall grammar concepts

Secondly, my next suggestion is Conjuguemos

If you're a beginner my recommendation is to check out their section on the Tenses and Moods before anything

This is a good resource to have when you're going through any online activities or any homework you might have if you're taking classes since it has conjugation rules

And you can keep that tab open while you do their section on verbs which can help you practice conjugation skills, or you can head over to their grammar section

And right in that whole section you can see they have a vocabulary section which I have personally been using to help organize my thoughts for vocab lists

Another favorite resource for me is WordReference which is my favorite dictionary. I use it A LOT. Practically any time someone asks me a question I find myself checking the WordReference forums because in addition to helping you with words and looking things up, they have a forum where if you have grammar questions you can ask them - in my case, I find myself looking here first when I come across a phrase I don't understand or a word I'm not sure is regional

Additionally WordReference has a conjugation generator which is really helpful for looking at the complete chart of conjugations for verbs, especially the irregular verbs. And what I love about it is that I can also include the reflexive -se endings which helps more than you know especially later on

My other favorites are Linguee which helps me see translations and context for certain words or phrases, Spanishdict which does the same thing just more informal than Linguee (and also includes sections on grammar and vocabulary)

And a newer favorite is Forvo which lets you hear people say and pronounce words/phrases and names. This is really helpful for practicing your pronunciation and speaking, especially if you're not doing in-person learning and it helps get you used to hearing different accents in Spanish and also includes basic phrases that might be useful for you right on the main page

Past that, I really enjoy youtube channels that teach or talk about Spanish like Butterfly Spanish or Practiquemos and it's great for learning and listening practice, almost like you're in a Spanish class listening to the teacher. It's been very helpful to listen to Spanish-speakers, teachers, gamers etc since I graduated when I wasn't always hearing Spanish every day in my daily life

And as far as free apps, Duolingo is certainly the standard; it's especially been more useful since they added a forum feature and you can see native speakers and people talking about or reacting to specific prompts or questions, giving you context that you might not always know and sometimes people give you other options or mention other phrases or ways to say something

...I should also mention that these sources I mentioned are predominately what some might call castellano which is "Spanish", but it's official Spanish with the rules and standardized everything. There are many cases where native speakers will use other phrases or use language "incorrectly" in common everyday Spanish and that's much harder to learn because it's not standard and regularly seen and a lot of it is regional. I wouldn't worry TOO much about it if you're a beginner - all of the conjugation rules are pretty much universal, it's just vocabulary and the way some people phrase things that tends to be regional. Your more standardized and sometimes a little formal castellano will get you very far, and learning slang and regional Spanish is something that comes over time especially if you're planning on studying/working abroad or you're in regular contact with native speakers

#Spanish #langblr #long post #ref #refs #learning Spanish #language #languages #recommendations #asks

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grimscripter · 2 months ago

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The Scripter, Leo Grimm

Meet Leo Grimm, my MASHLE: Magic and Muscles OC!

This is all I have of him at the moment, I have a bunch of WIPs with him tho :)

Leo Grimm

17 (2nd year as of the beginning of the anime)

AMAB He/him

Double-liner

Autistic and OCD

5’7”/171cm

Wand is relatively basic with a lighter checker pattern

Personal/Family magic is Script Magic.

Secondth: Elite Dictionary

Summon: Bragi (Skaldic God of poetry in Norse mythology)

His “script” writes out in runic characters (hence the norse references)

Adopted by the Grimms in America at 13 years old

Moved to Japan to go to Easton.

Native English, fluent in Japanese, French, and Nordic Runes

Named after Leo Tostoy, a famous Russian author

Grimm is a reference/play on the word grimoire, which is a “book of spells” or “magic book”

Ash blonde short hair with darker ash-red streaks

Indigo eyes

Wears red eyeshadow/eyeliner occasionally but doesn’t put the effort in every day

Always wearing blue tassel earrings

Has moles scattered on his face and has two “conveniently placed moles” in the loops of his magic mark.

Has a really bad RBF and hates it sometimes, but it does get people to leave him alone when he needs it to. Otherwise, he forces his eyebrows to stay up so he looks more neutral rather than angry.

Generally laid back and calm to anyone he comes across, not in an egotistical way and not in a “i dont care” way. He’s just chill like that.

He is a bit of a sweetheart though, and tries to be kind as much as possible, but he loses his patience easily…

When with people he’s comfortable with, becomes a little shit

Somehow got roped in with Mash’s first-year crew.

Somewhat Idolizes Margarette Macaron and Rayne Ames

(OC) Fanbook stats:

Blood type: A

Dominant hand: Ambidextrous

Foot size: 26.5cm

Good subjects: Magic History, Divination

Bad subjects: Dark Magic

Hobbies: Doodling on his papers, listening to music

Favorite foods: Takoyaki and Salmon dishes

Favorite words: “Face the sun”

Favorite type of the opposite sex: "…no"

Dislikes: Lack of common sense, bugs

Frequently visited school spots: Library

E.g. of spending money: Vending Machine snacks, unnecessary online purchases

How to spend holidays: Sparring with friends, or going home to spar with his brothers and sisters.

I'll get into his backstory and world building later :)

#mashle oc: leo grimm #mashle: magic and muscles oc #mashle oc #mashle: magic and muscles #mashle

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dailydemonspotlight · 5 months ago

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It might be cool to see dullahan for pride month. I don't think any original stories about dullahan are particularly queer but her depiction SMTIV is something I think about a lot. Taking a red pill and changing gender is definitely a more accurate interpretation of the matrix than other times people talk about the red pill at least lol

Dullahan - Day 49 (Request)

Race: Haunt

Alignment: Neutral-Neutral

June 6th, 2024

Yeah, shoutout to the random NPC in SMT IV who eats a red and instantly transes their gender. A true icon. Today's Demon of the Day is a very common fixture of medieval fantasy, however, and not just a bit of someone's true identity- the headless knight of no renown, Dullahan. Headless Horsemen are a common sight in many tales spanning Europe, the subjects of many a legend or fairy tale, but each of these halloween fables can trace their roots all the way back to Celtic myth, in the form of this unseelie fairie... or so some think. In truth, the origins of the Dullahan are unclear and murky, much like the foggy skies it mingles within, so let's dig in!

Ireland is no stranger to weird fairy tales- as the place where the term fairy originated from, Celtic myth is filled with tales upon tales of weird, loveable goons that paint stranger and stranger pictures of the times each time one thinks about them. Whether it be the oh-so-elusive Cat-Síth or the inanely wailing Banshee, Celtic folktales are filled to the brim with creatures at the forefront of each and every story... which is what makes the Dullahan so bizarre. While the concept of a headless horse-riding knight isn't too out there, especially in comparison to some other fairies (looking at you, Pooka), very few primary sources actually attest to the existence of the Dullahan, whether it be by name or concept alike.

However, in spite of this, we do have a few historical accounts- this makes the Dullahan's existence frustratingly vague, to say the least, as it's impossible to say if it did or did not exist- either possibility is plausible, especially given that artwork depicting the Dullahan does exist, dating back to the 1800's. As according to Doris V. Sutherland, the earliest reference to the Dullahan can be found in 1802, within a text written by Charles Vallancey called "Prospectus of a Dictionary of the Language of the Aire Coti, or Ancient Irish, Compared with the Language of the Cuti, or Ancient Persians, with the Hindoostanee, the Arabic, and Chaldean Languages." Kind of a mouthful. Within the book, which is a compendium of all sorts of languages and drawn comparisons between them (among all sorts of other stuff, I'm too lazy to find a free copy of it online though lol), there is a segment in which Vallancey draws a comparison between the Irish Dullahan and an Arabian demon, the Wulahan.

"The Dullahan or Wullahan is a terrible bug-bear at this day; the peasants hear him in the night dragging a heavy chain through the villages and along the roads; this is the wulahan, or Satanas of the Arabs…"

As pointed out by Sutherland, though, the brief description given of only a few passages has no mention of it being headless. So why is it commonly seen as being headless? Skip ahead a few years and we get to a book by Thomas Cofton Croker going into the fairies of Irish folklore, and stories pertaining to them. Among the many fairies listed in this book, entitled "Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland," we get to our second mention of the Dullahan! In one of five segments, a tale is given regarding a man named Larry Dodd who gets a random hitchhiker one day atop horseback- a mysterious woman whose every feature was covered by a cloak. She climbs aboard after he offers so, and they take off.

After a few moments of silent, uncomfortable riding, the woman exits suddenly to head to a nearby church. Smitten, Larry chases after the woman to try and pursue a thank-you kiss, but when he catches up with her... shock! Horror! She has no head! So that's where the idea of the Dullahan came from as being headless- and likely why the Dullahan in SMT is so feminine in appearance as well. After witnessing a dance of the Dullahans in the dead of night, he's decapitated... only to come to a few hours later, confused from the whole sordid affair.

This tale is only one of four, however- the general idea of Dullahans and the Headless Horsemen being synonymous actually came from this same book as well. A later story is, well, quite literally the fable of the Headless Horseman! From these tales, we can glean quite a few things- almost every account of the Dullahan comes from this book, with the name being spurned from the Prospectus and its offhand mentioning of the 'Irish Dullahan' as though it were common knowledge. I'm of two minds here, personally- for one, it's entirely possible that Croker, pardon my french, just made some shit up, basing his fables on pure speculation as to what the Dullahan name could mean by connecting it to the Arabian Wulahan. However, the other possibility, one that I personally subscribe to, is that the Dullahan was a part of the tapestry of Celtic folklore- it was just obscure.

The tales presented clearly speak of the Dullahan as though it were a preexisting concept, and the offhand mention of its existence in the Prospectus seems to give light to the idea that it did, indeed, exist in the cultural consciousness to some extent. Of course, this is all purely guesswork on my end- unless Croker digs himself out of his grave to answer my burning questions, I doubt I'll find an exact answer to this line of thinking- but I think it makes the most sense given what little information we have to work off of.

Now, in terms of representation in SMT... It sure is a headless knight. One aspect I really adore in this design, though, has to be the way the top of the head appears- the implication of the Dullahan being able to freely attach and detach its head like the joints on a Bionicle is hilarious, and gives a whole new line of depth to this already cool looking design. The silver, deep purple, and gold all combine to make the knight look regal, as though it was a stalwart protector of a kingdom under the king's right hand that had now fallen into disrepair. Somewhat fitting, given that it appears most prominently in SMT IV as a boss!

Lastly, though, I've gotta say I'm so glad we're almost to 50 posts. I didn't expect this series to last this long, and we've got a big, big one coming up for post 50, so I hope you're all excited! Happy Pride Month, and I need to say thanks for sticking with me, all this time.

#smt #shin megami tensei #megaten #persona #daily #ask #dullahan #the fact that my primary source for this one was another trans person is not lost on me lmao #esp given that the npc eating the red is very #VERY. trans coded #all that aside #holy shit #we're almost at 50 posts!!!#the next one is gonna be a biiiig one #i hope y'all will look forward to a big ol' bug

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liberty-or-death · 2 years ago

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Wei Wuxian's Name - The Meaning of Wuxian

C Fans think this is likely the poem behind his name. And after analysing this poem, I think this is also the inspiration behind his character. OMG MXTX YOU’RE A GENIUS 😍.

Before I start, please inform me if you want to use this meta. This analysis is solely mine in every shape and form. There is only 1 Chinese interpretation online and it’s done with Baidu’s MTL. And if I do allow you to use it, PLEASE link it back to me because there’s a very high chance that I will refine this. This is the only translation/meta that I’m particular about so please respect my wishes. 🙏

The term “Wuxian” comes from the Ming Dynasty poem “Living Alone 闲居” by the poet Xiu Ben 徐贲. Sadly, there isn’t much information about the context so I’ve tried to interpret this to the best that I can. There are so many aspects in mdzs/cql that are reflected in his poem.

谢事返丘壑，退耕理田园。

To retire to the hills, to return to farming and prepare the land.

谢事 - To retire and get rid of mundane things, or to die

丘壑 - Hills and ravines. A secluded place in the mountains. A metaphor for somewhere far away.

退耕 - To resign from government service and to return to farming OR to convert land that was used for farming back to other use.

兹心获遂初，稍得洒中悁。

His compassionate heart has attained his wish, and slowly loses itself to anxiety in wine.

兹心 - I think this is related to 慈悲心 which refers to the concept of Compassion in Mahayana Buddhisim. 慈 refers to giving others happiness.

遂初 - This means attained his wish. OR to leave a government post and return to seclusion

悁 - This refers to anger, anxiety and melancholy.

(T/N: 获 and 得 both means to gain, so the poet is emphasising what he has gained)

振��升崇巘，扬舲溯长川。

Whipping the horse (or urging) to ascend the lofty mountain, sailing against the river that never ends

振策 - This term also means to urge or to push someone forward

长川 - It either describes a river OR something that’s never ending.

(T/N: some websites use the word 巘 (mountain), but others use 褵 (a marriage veil). I don’t have enough info, so I’ve gone with the mountain translation.)

惊湍信汨汨，清溜自涓涓。

The water gurgles flows steadily and swiftly, the crystal clear water from the small stream trickled slowly naturally.

(T/N: 汨汨 and 涓涓 are both sounds of the water flowing. 汨汨 refers to gurgling, 涓涓 flows slowly)

新兰艳迟日，密竹曳丛烟。

The new orchid blooms in spring, the dense growth of bamboo gather as they sway like the mist.

迟日 - this could mean late, or spring

烟 - This likely refers to 烟云 (literally translated to mist and cloud), but it also refers to a hermit deep within a faraway mountain.

东馆朝燕坐，西林暮独还。

To meditate in the morning the temple in Chang an, to return from the temple alone at dusk

东馆 - This either refers to the Eastern Temple, or a temple nearby Chang an. The dictionary says it’s 豫中 ‘Yuzhong Temple’ (term was used specifically the Han Dynasty), but I can’t find which temple it is specifically. LOL

西林 - This term does refer to the Xilin temple on Mount Lu. But subsequently it was referred to temples in general. As this a more modern poetry (aka Ming Dynasty), I’ve opted to use ‘temple’ instead.

(T/N: there’s a dawn to dusk imagery in this line, from 朝 (morning) to 暮 (dusk))

朋旧固云旷，山水聊夤缘。

Old friends are resolute and vast as the clouds, and to sit beneath the mountain and rivers to chat about establishing connections.

云 - The imagery of ancient clouds in ancient poetry is uh, not exactly regarded as a good thing. It’s usually related to sadness, or something that’s fickle (ie. a cloud is fickle, it changes shape whenever it wants to, sometimes you see it, and sometimes you don’t.

夤缘 - this means to climb up, establish connections and building relationships)

(T/N: This whole line is interesting and filled with contradictions. 固 refers to something resolute, but 云旷 means vast as the clouds. Of which, clouds symbolise something that’s anything but resolute. And in the second part, 聊 usually refers to a causal chat or even gossip, but 夤缘 refers to using connections to climb higher.)

居喧暂云遣，习静久乃便。

the noise at where I'm at at has stopped for now, dissipating like the wind. And so, the quiet life has persisted for long time.

居 - there are various meanings to this. The most common meaning is to stay/current location so I’ve gone with that

便乃 - this means “hence” or “so”

已幸驻灵药，复能讽瑶编。

It’s already lucky that the magical drug has rooted itself here, and I can memorise the precious books repeatedly

驻 - This is a very interesting word because it’s usually used to mean to garrison or to come to a standstill. It isn’t usually

复 - Repeatedly

讽 - This word usually means to or to mock. But I think it’s used as 讽书 in this case, which is to memorise.

既无羡鱼志，外物非所迁。Even if there isn’t any wishful thinking, the things outside are inhospitable and ever changing

无 - This means no.

羡鱼 - Wishful thinking. This is where Wei Wuxian’s name comes from (MXTX uses 无羡 instead of 羡鱼). This term comes from the idiom “临渊羡鱼，不如退而结网” which literally means, “instead of standing by the water to dream about catching fish, you should go home to make a net to actually catch a fish.” (ie. instead of being envious about another person’s achievements, we should put in the effort) So yes, Wei Wuxian does mean “do not (无) think wishfully and covert over the achievement of others” (羡)

非所 - Inhospitable, where someone cannot live normally

迁 - this means ever changing.

MY ANALYSIS

SO I HAVE SO MUCH FEELS. I believe that MXTX based some parts of Wei Wuxian’s behaviour according to this poem. Allow me to do a line by line analysis.

1st line: “To retire to the hills, to return to farming and prepare the land” - is this why our boy has such a fascination with retiring from his “post” and returning to the simple life? It’s interesting that the terms in this poem repeatedly emphasises on ‘retiring from government.” You could say that wwx’s life, starting from the time that he was a Jiang Clan disciple, and to being a soldier was a form of a post. So the author sets up the stage of what he thinks to “retire” is. And the “hills and the mountains” suggest a secluded far away. IDK about you but it screamed Cloud Recesses to me.

2nd line: “His compassionate heart has attained his wish,” - AGAIN I could scream about this. I feel that Wei Wuxian does embody the concept of “慈悲” in the simple sense of the word. “慈” as in compassionate. He brings joy to people around him and cares for others around him. 悲 as in sadness; he feels the suffering around him and hence he tries to deliver people from it. This is obviously demonstrated when he tries to save the Wen Clan. This line also emphasises that retiring away from all things political is what he wants. And the second part “slowly loses itself to anxiety in wine”, sadly he does this ever so frequently in the novel and almost amplified in CQL.

Line 3 and 4: “Whipping the horse (a metaphor for quickly, almost urgently) to ascend the lofty mountain, sailing against the river that never ends” “The water gurgles flows steadily and swiftly, the crystal clear water from the small stream trickled slowly naturally.” - in Line 3, the first part “ascending the lofty mountain, almost urgently so” reminds me of how he attained his ghost cultivation so quickly over a span of 3 months. And “sailing against the river that never ends” sounds very much like how he was always moving against the criticism of the masses in his first and second life. The lines about the water gurgling and trickling feels that the tide was always against him, be it swiftly or in small trickles.”

Line 5: “The new orchid blooms in spring, the dense growth of bamboo gather as they sway in the mist.” - the imagery of the orchid sounds a shoutout to Jinling. And the dense bamboo dusting in the mist reminds me of the parts where they were in the cold pond. I’m not sure if the CQL directors were equally inspired by this. (I can’t remember if there were bamboos in Cloud Recesses novel wise. 😂😂)

Line 6: “To meditate in the morning the temple in Chang an, to return from the temple alone at dusk” - HMM I don’t have a clear inspiration for this line unfortunately. But it could be a reference to the days spend in Cloud Recesses. The Lan 蓝 was a Buddhism references so it totally fit the bill. (I’ve mentioned it before in Taming Wangxian but if you can’t remember it, well that’s okay, I am to bring it back here eventually)

Line 7: “Old friends are resolute and vast as the clouds, and to sit beneath the mountain and rivers to chat about establishing connections.” - again the comparison of friends with clouds. It does suggest that he has a lot of friends; friends who are as fickle as clouds who aren’t there when the time calls for it. And as for the ones who are “resolute”… well we know who they are. And as for “establishing connections”, this is a common theme in the novel. It actually reminded me of JGY, who was essentially trying to curry favour to promote himself politically.

Line 8-9: “the noise at where I am at has stopped for now, dissipating like the wind. And so, the quiet life has persisted for long time.” “It’s already lucky that the magical drug has rooted itself here, and I can memorise the precious books repeatedly” lmao does the magic drug refer to the incense burner haha 😂😂 the vibe of the last two lines remind me of the end of the novel, whereby the “noise” of society has faded and he’s back to the quiet life. And as for the books that he can read, I’m guessing that’s probably referring to the Lan Family’s library

Line 10: “Even if there isn’t any wishful thinking, the things outside are inhospitable and ever changing” this is WWX and the moral of the story I guess?

(There were about 60 different references and I'm too lazy to link them all lol. They were mostly dictionary links or other poems that used the words in a similar manner. If you want a reference for a particular phrase, please let me know. XD)

In case you missed it, I’ve also analysed Wei Ying previously.

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anjelicawrites · 2 years ago

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The unexpected paramour

Paring: modern!Aemond Targaryen x reader

Synopsis: you love Aemond Targaryen and he loves you. You suspect your cat loves him more.

Warnings: none. High Valyrian curtesy of some online dictionary

When you started dating Aemond you knew you'd have many women try to steal him from yourself. You also know Aemond is blissfully unaware of the effect he has on women, and men as well.

For the longest time Aemond had thought you two were just friends and had stared at you with his pretty lilac eye wide open when you confessed to him and trembled on the inside waiting for his answer

"I love you too - he had said and you had let go of the breath you were holding - I just didn't think you could be interested in me that way".

In that moment you could have either opened the can of worms that was how Aemond perceived himself, or you could unpack that later; you choose the second option

"May I kiss you?" You had said already on your tippy toes

"You may" he had half smiled, reaching for you.

You'd never think the danger would be your asshole cat Saffron.

You and Aemond have had countless dates, slept at his place, helped him redecorate a little and did all the silly things couples in love usually do.

But he had never set foot in your home. Not that you have some dirty secret there, but you have a cat, the asshole known as Saffron.

Saffron is the catest cat who had ever cated in the history of human-feline interaction.

You had adopted her from one of those kill shelters after one of your friends had sent you the Facebook post with her story and your bleeding heart couldn't help itself. Yeah, the post explained clearly that Saffron didn't like human interaction and you thought it would be ok with you. Because of your job you worked odd hours and an overly cuddly cat would probably suffer from that, but you didn't expect Saffron to hide from you for the whole first year of adoption. You knew she was all right only because she ate, drank and did her business in the cat litter. After this first year she had decided that she could be seen and briefly petted for five minutes every day. She usually stared as you with contempt and looked positively disgusted when you had friends over. She would randomly accept Catisfactions but refused to be touched by them. If your friends had pets of their own, she would just hiss at them and stare with frank hate on her face.

You tell Aemond all of this one day. You are just chilling on his new sofa you helped him choose and he just smiles at you.

He states again that he doesn't mind: both of you work stressful jobs, requiring loads of your time, his place is closest not only to his workplace, but to your job as well, so your commute is actually shorter than your own apartment and he'd rather spent here whatever little spare time you have, than having to spend more time to get to where you live. But still, you feel like you're hiding something from him, even though you are not. It just feels weird that some of your stuff is at his place, but you have none of his. You’d very much like to wear one of his T-shirts when you are chilling on the sofa (Aemond doesn’t do hoodies, even at home, he does old t-shirts and comfy, fluffy cardigans). It feels like you are not really sharing your life with him. You know that it is all in your head and that he would tell you if he wasn't happy: his family lives and breathes lies, he wants none of that between the two of you, he'd rather talk it out, no matter how bad the problem.

Aemond smiles genuinely when you tell him all of this and is ready to start on a rant when you say you don't know how Saffron would react to someone who owns a dragon

"One cannot own a dragon" he chastises you tapping one of his long fingers on your nose

"Aemond Targaryen you know what I mean!"

You love that he is always sharp and accurate in everything he does, but he is beside the point now

"I know you do - he raises his hands in mock surrender - you think she would attack me?"

"I don't know - your shoulders slump in defeat - no one knows what her life had been before the shelter. I wouldn't say she was used to other animals, but I am positive she knew what dogs and cats are. But dragons?" You bury your face in your hands

"Hey vēzos, none of that - he delicately removes your hands away - it is of no use to worry now. We'll try and see what happens"

''What if she hates you?"

"I'll live with that, as long as you love me".

Your heart flutters at his words. Aemond rarely talks about his feelings, he'd rather show you how much he cares. For him to say it out loud, it means he understands how important this is for you; for all his issues and the problematic family he has, he is a walking green flag.

The night he finally arrives at your apartment your hands are shaking a little. It is your day off and you have tried to maintain your usual routine, so that Saffron wouldn't notice that something is brewing.

The only difference in your shared routine, is that you have been using one of those cat hormone thingies you can pop in a socket since the week prior. You are not sure if they really work, but they wouldn't do any harm either, since Saffron seems to be her usually bitchy self and she is staring at you from her perch, when Aemond knocks on your door.

You try not to run to open it, but you know you are moving hurriedly while Saffron eyes you with contempt

"Vēzos" he smiles and is one of those reserved only to you

"Come in! - you gesture around yourself - make yourself home!"

You hear the rustling of his jacket and the soft thud of his booths as he removes them. You ask him about his day while you are finishing dinner. You start rambling, moving pans and pots around while Aemond tells you about his day. He is chatting while he is making himself comfortable, when he stops talking abruptly

"Vēzos, I think you should come here"

You find him sitting on the sofa, Saffron on his lap, aggressively purring and making biscuits against his abdomen. Aemond has both his hands in the air and is staring at you with surprise

"What do I do now?" He doesn't sound scared but positively insecure

"I am not sure. This is not what I would have expected".

And so begins the love story between your boyfriend and your cat, whose only aim now is to make you feel like you are the third wheel in your own relationship.

Every single time Aemond is at your place, you cannot scuttle close to him, because Saffron is there, purring and staring at you with a challenging stare, from his lap. You and Aemond cannot try to be intimate, because Saffron will come between the two of you and try to push off the bed. When Aemond is not around, she stares at you with even more contempt than usual. The times you have to Skype when he is away for work, she is constantly in front of the pc, her ass up in the air while she meows pitifully. Aemond, obviously, spurs her on. He only has eyes for her, buys her treats and toys, is constantly petting her and tells you not to scold her.

"I thought you'd be happy that she likes me" Aemond tells you one night almost snickering

You are curled up against his chest while outside a storm rages.

"Don't even start. It's not funny"

"Are you jealous of your own cat?" He feigns surprise

"I might be - you pout - I saved her from that awful shelter, I am the one who feeds her, cleans her litter and she makes biscuits on your tummy!"

"It kinda hurts when she does that" he tries to reign in his mirth

"Well, she can be the one making you lasagna next time" you say trying to disentangle your limbs from his, but he is too fast and you find yourself under his weight

"I can convince you to change your mind - his lilac eye glints mischievously - do you want to be convinced?"

You pretend to try and get away, which causes Aemond to start tickling you, while waxing poetic about your cooking skills.

You suspect all his neighbors have heard your laugh.

#aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x y/n #aemond targaryen

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evidence-based-activism · 7 months ago

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Can gou define "the patriarchy" in 2024?

Every time I ask this I get wildly different answers, even contradicting each other. To me that's an indication people just mold it into what suits them.

Honestly just sounds like capitalism to me.

The definition of “patriarchy” from the online Merriam-Webster dictionary:

social organization marked by the supremacy of the father in the clan or family, the legal dependence of wives and children, and the reckoning of descent and inheritance in the male line broadly : control by men of a disproportionately large share of power

a society or institution organized according to the principles or practices of patriarchy

In practice, what does this mean?

In a patriarchy you see — to varying extents — the various types of power (i.e., social, political, economic, etc.) disproportionally afforded to men.

For example, as of 2023, the US census bureau estimates 50.4% of the US population is female. Accordingly, if power was proportionally allocated to men and women in the US, we would expect about half of the various positions to be filled with women.

However, in 2023 according to the Pew Research Center, women occupied only:

25% of the US senate

29% of the US House

33% of the US state legislators

24% of the US governors

11% of US Fortune 500 CEOs

30% of US Fortune 500 board members

33% of US college and university presidents

0% of all US presidents in history

All of these are well below parity and also represent only a small portion of all the positions of power in which there is a disparity (consider: religious leaders, military officers, law enforcement officials, the highest paying occupations, etc.).

Of course, I could cite evidence of the patriarchy with many other examples ranging from: how men commit the vast majority of violent crimes (and also the majority of all total crimes), how almost all married women take their husbands last name, how almost all children of married couples take only the father’s name, how every major religion is male-centric (re: the “Father God”, importance placed on obeying the father/husband), various other culture (gender) norms, and more.

This also is specific to the US. Other countries vary in the specific statistics, but generally have similar (or even worse) patterns.

Why do answers to this question “contradict” each other?

I’d have to actually see/read the responses to answer that. My guess is that they’re all attempting to explain the same concept with varying degrees of success, which may appear contradictory as a result.

“Honestly just sounds like capitalism to me”:

I’m … not sure how you arrived at this conclusion. Capitalism certainly impacts and interacts with the patriarchy, but if it were purely capitalism the hierarchy and effects would be gender neutral. That is, you’d expect to see similar proportions of women and men at the “top” and “bottom” of the capitalist hierarchy, whereas right now the “top” is disproportionately made of men and the “bottom” is disproportionately made of women. In addition, the effects of your place in the hierarchy would be identical between the sexes, whereas in reality (some of) the effects are sex-dependent.

In addition, men have disproportionate amounts of power within their economic class as well. For example, wealthy women face intimate partner violence from their wealthy male partners significantly more often than wealthy men face violence from their wealthy female partners. Daughters of wealthy men face various problems that the sons of wealthy men don’t face.

Ultimately, capitalism and the patriarchy interact, but are different systems. Women face both inter- and intra-class sex discrimination; women also face sex discrimination in non-capitalist societies.

#feminism #patriarchal culture

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HIIII!!! once again so intrigued about your courier. if you wouldn't mind explaining the context in THIISSS post for your choices in symbolism i will totally devour it. :D

THANK U SO MUCH BELOVED MUTUAL I WILL ANSWER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'll even include little close ups of the symbols in question. long post under the cut probably

CHESTER

1. COLOR - yellow/magenta/dark turquoise

tbh there's not much color symbolism put to thought for my color picks for chester or for arcade they are just colors I picked because I associate these pallettes with them which is CRAZY because i LOVE COLOR SYMBOLISM!! THE CURTAINS ARE ALWAYS BLUE FOR A REASON!!! but I will put depth to them anyhow

yellow, representing joy and optimism reflects chesters outward feelings towards his life and his circumstances. he's a realist in the sense that he knows that things will probably not go his way/he might die but I'd wager that's a pretty common thought process across the post-apocalyptic united states. however he approaches situations with the idea that he can make things better or easier, or resolve things peacefully or with as little conflict as possible, and maintains a positive and upbeat attitude as often as he can manage

magenta is representative of balance, kindness, compassion, which is pretty true to chester's character. he doesnt approach any situation with a mind of violence, and only resorts to it when left with no other choice or pushed into a hard place. he enters every encounter with the idea that other people are human too, even when they're human and evil. he tries very hard to see and understand everything eye-to-eye even when the scenario is way over his head, i.e. pretty much everything about the struggle for power over the dam.

turquoise, on the positive side, has a lot of similar symbology to the other two colors, but on the negative side can represent stress & high alert, which, I mean, come on... I fear there's no couriers out there in the wide world of fnv ocs that aren't constantly unyieldingly stressed out ... darker shades of colors usually have a dour effect to them, seeming unsaturated & devoid of spirit, which I think plays well with chesters mental state throughout the game (and at times after it), a bright and cheerful color that has been stripped of its spark, suddenly looks sadder and has less joyful connotations

2. FLORA - dill

wellll according to the flower dictionary, dill represents power against evil. I am for sure not on flower language & can't speak 100% to the accuracy of random flower almanac online but for the sake of this post let's say it's real. I don't think I need to go into meticulous detail about why dill fits chester so well hashtagindependentvegas, but I think it's more than just him killing "the bad guys" and more his dedication to helping the individuals living in these conditions. his highest faction relationships are with goodsprings, novac, freeside & the followers. yes chester ends up being very powerful in that way that he takes out the biggest heads, but the strongest weapon against oppression and fascism is the simple act of caring about and for other people ,which is what turns out to be what chester does most and loves best

3. FAUNA - cow

cows symbolize generosity and nurturing, but I think I've already covered things similar to that with the previous couple of things so I want to focus more on the cow as an image of butchery and sacrifice, and in contest to the Legion using the bull as it's token symbol. I think chester is frequently in a position in which people are trying to use him and kill him, getting him out of the way so that some aspect of what he has can be useful, or sending him to his death or into danger for personal gain. need I even mention old world blues and being literally hacked apart . also I've never mentioned chester has legion lore but he was owned by the legion for several years as a child and I think it's quite interesting if he's represented by a cow, a softer and arguably more toothless vision of the same creature (I am aware all bovines are quite big and strong but I'm talking about representations here <3)

4. OBJECT - screwdriver

while in the legion his primary job was repairing and cleaning weapons and technology, and he grew a real hatred for mechanical upkeep after escaping, letting his own property (weapons, furniture, etc) go to waste because he couldn't bring himself to diddle with things anymore. i think the screwdriver kind of represents the apprehension to grow and heal from his own past (as opposed to running away from it + changing himself to ignore it). it sounds kind of silly when I write it out but it's okay 🥹

5. SONG - Life During Wartime - Talking Heads

I actually don't know what to say about this one for real because explaining how I relate my characters to music is like trying to say what a color tastes like it's so hard because it's very much about feelings and lyrics and lyrical analysis is a whole other beast for me BUT this is my excuse to post the chester playlist ;)

6. FEELING - enduring

Chester is experiencing a near sisyphean struggle day in and day out but he still makes it to the end of the fucking game BABYYYY. chester knows that the struggle in the mojave will never be over and he loves it anyway, chester knows there will always be someone trying to hurt others and he keeps trying to prevent it anyway. he will always be doing something in the face of adversity and will keep going anyway. maybe a bad explanation but idk! he just doesn't give up! indomitable chester

ARCADE

1. COLOR - off-white/light yellow/blue

for off white I was thinking of white being representative of purity & innocence & off white being kind of an off-kilter interpretation. arcade had such strong ideals and wants such cut, clear good things for the people of the wasteland. I agree with what he wants very much but I think in action, some of the things you have to do to achieve them have more complicated outcomes than is let on in theory sometimes!!! you have to kill a LOT of people in this game!!!

fun fact yellow is also a color that represents intelligence + clarity, things I think arcade has in spades, obviously . I chose light yellow because I like it for him more, it's a gentler color and i think arcade is a more gentle person than he gets credit for (am not calling him weak or anything, just tactful & cautious)

as for blue , I think the obvious call is that it is symbolic of sadness and melancholy, but i also find I like that blue can represent stagnation and boredom and loneliness, all things I think arcade vocally struggles with before becoming involved in the escapades of the courier (in my case chester of course). I think the dialogue he has when you ask him about his research in the old Mormon fort does not spell the story of a person that is happy where they are at, talking about how the research is boring and fruitless, and apologizing for rambling to you because he never has an outlet for his thoughts. not being a people person, being "stuck" with his research because he doesn't want to interact with others despite being a for serious doctor. I'm clutching my chest I'm so distressed by him

2. FLORA - rosemary

chester and arcade with their herb symbology. aren't they so special. apparently rosemary is symbolic for remembrance! Arcade's story is deeply steeped in themes of memory and the past, I think it is only suitable that he would have something likewise for this. he grapples strongly with how lovingly he remembers his family vs. the reality of what they participated in. most of his pertinent ambient dialogue is him reminiscing on things from his childhood, old world technology and science, politics, writing and history. arcade, before his growth, is living both in the past of his own life, and other peoples

3. FAUNA - elephant

you know the old adage about elephants having excellent memory is actually true and not an exaggeration but since I've already said my piece about arcade and memory I will instead say that elephants are one of the most nurturing animals on the planet and travel in family herds ! Male elephants do break off from the herd after some years but female elephants will stay forever. I often think about how arcade lost his father at a young age and then had his mother and Daisy to turn to most of all. the maternity of it all wounds me!!!!

4. OBJECT - scizzors

i fear the symbolism as scizzors as a means to cut ties/cut free makes me sick when I think about encouraging arcade to grow and become his own person outside of the enclave + his fathers' shadows. also scizzors medical utensil, finish of stitches, open wounds , et cetera. I feel so silly with these surface level explanations of things that's my bad

5. SONG - Runs in the Family - The Roches

oooh you wanna listen sooo bad

6. FEELING - guilt

maybe a bit on the nose its in my opinion kind of that arcade feels like he has to make things up to the world based on his family's behavior... I think arcade does what he does for the right reasons of course but I also think it's so beautiful & telling that this guy is so passionate about knowledge, learning, and restoration, which are things the enclave had too, to some degree, but wants these things to be put to action in a way that aids and benefits the lowlifes that would've been put to death in an enclave-run mojave. poor drug addicts and land starved farmers, traders and prostitutes and more. the common person and all their flaws become just as worthy in arcades eyes than they would've been to others. I think there is a shadow of responsibility to be this better person hanging over his head that is made bolder by a genuine enthusiastic passion for medicine and research & an understanding of what would be actually useful to people in a world such as this. he wonders if this is what his father would've wanted him to be. I think I could've found a more apt word than guilt but to my defense I was at work when drawing this

#some of these might he kind of badly worded or not very well written i start throwing up when asked for my ideas #THANK YOU THOUGH FOR ASKING AGAIN EVEN SO I LOVE TO YAP #oc -> chester #ocs -> fallout

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fancyshooting · 1 year ago

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ocelot and love has been a topic I've wanted to write about for a long time. hope neither of you mind if I answer you both together. I want to make it very clear that the only reason for my scepticism is because we're talking about ocelot, my favourite character of all time in anything, ever. I feel like I dreamt him up sometimes. it does not come from a place of malice. I want to have the most thorough understanding of my fave and I don't want to misinterpret him. I also wouldn't show doubt without having a canonical basis for it. I'm only interested in what we are told in canon

it's undeniably true that the driving force of the series is ocelot's love for bb. you've given examples like the mgs4 kiss achievement literally saying the word "love" in japanese. since I've only ever been concerned with cold hard evidence like this, I used to believe ocelot was in love with bb, too. back when I first got into mgs, I was convinced that he was gay. shipping has never really appealed to me regardless of the series/characters but I actually liked bosselot. I used to read fanfic, something I don't usually do. I even wrote some of my own (that no one will ever ever ever be allowed to read). once I really started to think about ocelot, the way I saw their relationship/dynamic changed. my thoughts on that are probably clearest in the post I made about the westerns mentioned in mgs3, which is the first game we learn about the "true" ocelot, rather than the persona he adopts. we learn about his abduction as a baby, his oppressive upbringing, his connection to the boss and why bb is so important to him. obviously I've spent a tragic length of time writing about ocelot, so I'm no longer content to condense everything about his character into "he was in love with bb". I know this is a wildly unpopular opinion to have, especially on tumblr, but I'm only sharing it because I've been asked. I don't think ocelot being in love with bb is clear cut canon, like the anon before said. it is a matter of interpretation and I do not mean that to sound dismissive

there are multiple instances of the word "love" being used in relation to ocelot and bb. here's a list:

• the emblem for the "you're pretty good" trophy in mgs4 is "love" in japanese

• kojima describing the relationship between snake and ocelot as part of his commentary on mgs3:

「スネークとオセロットはひと目会ったときから、お互いに気になっているんです。純愛です」

"Snake and Ocelot have been interested in each other since the moment they first met. It's a pure love."

• this line after ocelot praises snake for surviving the colonel's torture in the novel (not strictly canon but kojima-approved):

「それは皮肉などではなく、本物の親愛の情動だった。」

"It was not sarcasm, but a genuine, affectionate sentiment."

• mgs3 leaked casting doc description of ocelot:

「常にしのがれることの畏怖に、オセロットはスネークを尊敬し深い愛情を抱くようになる。」

"In the awe of constant shunning, Ocelot comes to respect and develop a deep affection for Snake."

I've always been hesitant to share this because although I find it interesting, I do NOT understand japanese and I always make that clear when I post machine translated text. mgs is a japanese game series, originally written in japanese, so the connotations of certain phrases will be lost on non-native japanese speakers. there will be cultural references that we will not understand and nuances we are unable to comprehend. the explanations and translations I post here are inadequate and should never, ever be taken as fact. I rely on machine translation, online dictionaries and forums. this is based only on my own understanding after minimal research and I am ALWAYS happy to be corrected.

every one of the above examples uses one of a multitude of japanese words for "love": 愛 - pronounced "ai". translated directly, it does mean "love" in english and it can be used romantically. however, it's a term used to convey other forms of love too, many of which I believe are overlooked in favour of romantic love. this explanation is talking specifically about romantic love but the depth of feeling fits ocelot imo:

there's also this from an article by journalist based in japan in which he briefly describes the same phrase kojima uses in the mgs3 commentary:

those two examples were both romantic lol... but I'm using them because of the way they explain "ai" love as being all-consuming and selfless. it seems to be a charged word full of nuance and depth. this is the type of love mentioned in every example of ocelot being "in love" with bb. it's not an exclusively romantic word and changes meaning depending on context

"fallen for him?" and "in love with the legend" are not as simple in japanese as they appear in english either:

「伝説の英雄に惚れ込んでいるだ。」

"She's in love with the legend"

「惚れたのか?」

"Fallen for him?"

this is from the interview with kojima in mgs3: the countdown:

「スネークを追いかけるうちに、ほれこんでしまう。」

"As he chases after Snake, he falls in love with him. "

these examples all use variations of the word 「惚れ込む」, pronounced "horekomu". direct translations to english give "to fall deeply in love". the following screenshots are explanations from people who are japanese and/or based in japan, i.e. people far more qualified to explain this than I am:

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I'm well aware that this the most pedantic, joyless post but as I said, I want to have the fullest understanding of ocelot's character and this is part of that. for me, a lot of indecisiveness on the exact nature of ocelot's love for bb comes from reading about "horekomu" in particular, especially since the above screenshot mentions allegiance to a boss. my thoughts on their relationship are all over this blog, so I'm not going to write more of the same here. imo there's not enough solid canonical evidence to entirely convince me that ocelot is romantically or sexually attracted to bb. there are lines or actions that can be interpreted as such but those have valid alternative explanations, too. his feelings are deep and nuanced and I don't think the english translation can convey them properly

thanks for the ask x2

#BOSSELOT TRUTHERS GET DOWN #sorry if this disappoints anyone #I'm genuinely trying to understand ocelot #unsatisfied with how I've worded things but hopefully the screenshots alone are explanation enough lol...#mgs #metal gear solid #revolver ocelot #ask

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