#and i say that as someone who usually tries to find the merit in other peoples opinions even when we disagree

[mangosaurus]

not to discourse on main but how can anybody watch season 3 of jwcc and think it's BAD 💀

[girlnextvore]

OC Deep Dive - Rosa Núñez

What common/uncommon fear do they have?

In life Rosa feared commitment very very deeply but was in a cycle of doing NOTHING about it. She dated the girl her parents picked out for her (as a man at that point) and was even ready to propose cause her dad said it was time

In her vampire life Rosa fears killing on accident very deeply, she sees it as the final showing she is no longer her own person. She also has a fear of deep water. And being seen as "replaceable"

Do they have any pet peeves?

SHE HATES BEING TALKED DOWN TO. And she hates getting attitude when trying to help.

She dislikes people who can not see the deeper meaning in things like art. She gets super angry when someone picks a flower with no purpose for it. She also hates those who attack the insecurities of others.

Also dirty nails. As a gardener and botanist she is always making sure her nails are clean.

What are three items you can find in their bedroom?

You would find ALOT of plants but mostly Holy Ghost ORchids as its what she needs for her bane to sleep. She has them usually put around her bed and some physically on her bed. ALso other plants hanging above her bed

You would see ALOT of really cute vintage platforms, its one of the few luxuries she loves. She loves a cute platform knee high boot more then anything

The portrait of her and her wife that is in a frame made of human bone.

What do they notice first in a person?

Face shape, like literally how their flesh hangs on their skull. She loves interesting facial shapes, after that is smell. She is very into the scent of a person so she tries and places it quickly.

If its a more business or serious setting its how someone speaks. She will ignore physical looks and smell to HEAR you, she believes so much of how someone is is the way they speak to someone and use their voice.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance?

This is complicated.

Physically: I will say her tolerance for Physical pain is FAIRLY HIGH. She is a Koldun and alot of her sorcery requires her to do BIG AMOUNTS of damage to herself and even sometimes with fire. She takes it in stride pretty well. Also her and her wife get into "Freaky shit" So I am going to give her like a 8 out of 10. I will say however even if she can HANDLE IT her body will give out alot sooner then her mind will

Mentally: If its anyone thats NOT her wife like a 8. If its Alezya like a fucking 3 if THAT. Her Resolve is her highest stat but it just doesn't matter when its Alezya she knows how to really get in there deep

Emotionally: Basically the same thing as mentally. Like a 7 but when its Alezya it knocks it down to like a 5.

Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? (Or freeze or fawn?)

Oh its actually flight. Very rarely does the "pressure" get to her but when it does she fucking leaves. ITS HER WORST TRAIT, She is really tough and will stand by you but if it ever gets TRULY HARD on her she might run

What animal represents them best?

So I usually use a weeping Willow to represent her like even in my mind her Beast is a old and scary tree. But if I had to use an animal.

I think the pfeffer Cuttlefish. Its cute and its rare to run into it but it can kill and it kills so easily. Even without wanting to do it. Also the other worldly nature of it works perfectly for her.

How would a stranger likely describe them?

"Extremely beautiful and kind (She has the 4 dot looks merit)" Very much feels and looks as if she is wise beyond her years. Even has a motherly vibe for a woman so "young"

I think once she speaks to them it shifts to "Beautiful but also strange. She almost looks sad under that smile"

Do they have any hobbies?

Oh Rosa's main hobbie is botany and cross pollinating plants. She also enjoys sewing every so often and other artist things. She presses flowers and also designed 90% of her own tattoos.

Besides that she has been trying to catch up on music so she listens to atleast 100 new songs a week. There is also Koldunism but she doesn't consider that a hobby anymore since she is a fairly accomplished Koldun at this point in her unlife

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Thank you @aztarion for tagging me! I alrady did it once but this was a good excuse to do it again for Rosa!!!!

I already tagged a fair bit of people last time but ill tag @eric-the-bmo @rhiannon42 NO PRESSURE if you dont wanna do it!

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

s3 episode 9 thoughts

i have so much to say. i just copied and pasted my notes, and my thoughts were COMICALLY long. but it was SUCH a good episode so i have a LOT to point out. even more than usual, somehow.

(screams to let it all out and then tries to take a deep breath and gather myself)

okay. OKAY FUCK. okay. whew. we start from the top. the very very top, in which i click on the episode. and so begins an emotional rollercoaster.

this episode description mentions a train. as does the one after that!!! am i in for a two parter?!?! well, if so, at least i am prepared with this information, so i don’t get a massive shock like with duane barry! (author’s note: i was right!)

a train. huh. would love to ride one of those someday. unfortunately i’m american. we only really have cargo ones hanging about. but their noise is deeply familiar and comforting to me regardless.

(little did i know that this was the very kind of train to be featured in this episode!!)

camera opens on tennessee! children are riding bikes to watch a train. ah, good to know the desire to stop doing other things and instead watch a train go by is universal.

now it’s night at the train. is some graffiti action going to take place? the music is getting weirder as we look at the top of this train, and it appears we are in for no ordinary graffiti moment as some cars pull up. 

and these people are from japan! in tenneseee! boarding the train…? which is full of science stuff!! this is odd on many levels.

(japan to tennessee… whew, that’s a long flight. give these men some caffeine now!)

caffeine seems to be ignored because they are in surgery looking gear cutting something open. and green stuff flows into a jar? hey. not liking that. 

they are cutting into what looks like, in my opinion, some guts.

until people run in and start shooting!!! really truly shooting and killing everyone!!! what!!! what the hell!! who are these guys!! are they with cig man??? holy fuck, if that WAS an alien autopsy, way to ruin the scientific method with bullets in the lab!!

and they are zipping an alien into a bag!! so it was!!! the blatant disregard for learning here!! it’s appallingly american! who are these people?!!

bum bum bum bum… woo woo woo woo wooo wooo… woo woo woo woo WOOO woo… intro time.

mulder has his feet up on the desk. fiddling with… something. scully opens the door and he tells her to come on in, with the face of a man who is scheming. he has it all dark like a movie theatre!!!

LMAOOOO he ordered a video from a magazine of an alien autopsy. and that must be why he looks like a kid in a candy store. $29.95, plus shipping!!! THAT IS A LOT!!

she’s like, you literally cannot see what they are operating on. and she says it’s hokier than the one they aired on fox news. which means i have to google a few things to learn if that actually happened. actually i don’t want to even know.

he mentions the green goo and he says “it’s widely held that aliens don’t have blood, scully” <- girl how would she know that. also you literally almost died FROM alien blood. so explain.

they’re arguing the merits of what makes an authentic alien autopsy tape, and then he points out how the people burst in with guns right before the film cuts off. well, that could make it look more authentic, or less!

some guy in allentown got the tapes so they’re visiting LMAOOO road trip road trip!!!! to a very old looking house. 

the studio is called “rat tail productions” okayyy. i kinda like that. but it’s all boarded up so they have to try and break in.

and they find a dead body!! that is still warm!!! what is going on!!!

someone else enters!! and mulder chases after them and jumps the fence yelling that he is a federal agent. zooooom that is a speedy man. 

and just when it seems mulder has the guy, he starts kicking and punching and BOOM! down goes mulder. until he shoots something nearby to show he isn’t playing. 

mulder is wet from falling into a bunch of garbage… king. and the language barrier is being a barrier!

(sidenote i’m surprised they didn’t make mulder learn another language in school or for the fbi?? like actually really shocked. you’d think he’d have at least one other one, or a few basic phrases, under his belt. idk, where i’m from higher education in humanities related fields requires language learning, but he somehow escaped)

mulder is pretty despite being covered in garbage and bringing a man to a police station

scully says they can’t find an interpreter! this is not really shocking because they are in pennsylvania. 

“well look at this… a beacon in the night” says mulder whilst smiling, and who is it he glances upon but SKINNER?!?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?? are they in trouble?? does… skinner know japanese??

(mulder asks and he does not 💔)

skinner says they have to let the guy (kazuo sakurai) go because he is a high ranking diplomat. so if you’re a diplomat can you just… walk away from a murder scene and that isn’t a problem?? at all? i did not think it worked like this.

skinner asks what they’re doing and mulder says he’s tracking down a “video piracy thing” LMAOOOO least convincing lie ever. 

skinner tells him to go back home, and then very purposefully brushes into his shoulder before walking away. yowch! that has got to sting. mulder looks like he just got caught and is trying to charm his way out of it

scully rightfully points out that this makes no sense, and asks if he wants to drop it, but mulder says he paid his $29.95 and he is gonna get his answers!!!

LMAOOO he “forgot” to turn in the suitcase kazuo was carrying. it has a list of members of a ufo society with a local woman’s name circled!! was she gonna be their next target…?

he tells her to get a motel and he is going to go back to D.C. and be “a good boy” for skinner… LMAOOO, and he’ll show the files to his besties 

back in D.C., and woah, mulder looks like a real slut with his hands on his waist and his jeans and tucked in turtleneck sweater. i am NOT complaining. just merely observing. it’s kinda giving that one photo of the rock. i see where he took his style inspo from.

so the lone gunmen say that the japanese were looking for a sunken ship from wartime, and it looks like they found it, but they brought it to virginia? very weird. maybe they did not find a sub… but something else.

the diplomats are heading home. or not. because someone is beating up kazuo! huh?! WHAT!

scully on da scene in allentown pa. serving. knocking at a door of the person whose name was circled in the files.

but the person goes to answer the door and she says they know her. she’s like umm not sure about that?? until another person comes to the door and says “oh my god… she’s one” WHAT??

(is this like a secret society of people who were abducted or like. are they trying to scam her or something?)

she looks super freaked out. she’s trying to explain that she’s here for murder investigation reasons, but the lady in pink (penny) is calling and saying everyone needs to come over right away. this will surely make scully even more stressed.

they ask her if there was some unexplained event that happened last year. and also to please sit down. so you KNOW things are about to get wild.

mulder is asking about the ship that allegedly was returning through panama. and the boat was stopped! but then kept going? the guy he’s asking to look into this does not seem to be pleased to discuss this subject. 

scully is freaking tf out but trying to gently explain that she does NOT KNOW THESE PEOPLE. but they’re talking about being taken to “the bright white place” and that she was only taken once, but these other women were taken many times. WHAT IS GOING ON.

they ask her about regression hypnosis and she’s like i do not want to talk about this. (and yes i even TRIED IT) and she looks around at all the other women and it is creepy. SAVE HER… save them all.

mulder is running away from the guy he asked for the files from. he’s always going somewhere. looking at a boat. looking at another boat. is he gonna sneak on the boat? YES HE IS. HE IS JUMPING ON IT. elbowing a window open to get in. this is a wild man!! he will break into your boat!!!

he’s going through drawers looking for stuff and i’m thinking, oh man i really hope the boat doesn’t start heading out to sea… he has nothing to survive on. and we’ve seen them kill people, so don’t say “accidental” boat abandonment with a guy on it is out of the realm of possibility. but it IS the boat he was hoping for. and now he’s sneaking about its underbelly. 

NO! he has been caught. the boat is being swarmed by men with guns. he seems too tall to hide…. but he did!! AND HE JUMPS INTO THE HARBOR LMAOOOOO, NOOO, THE POLLUTANTS!!

back to scully. i was so caught up in the boat espionage i had forgotten about scully’s dilemma. and they say that she won’t remember what happened to her for a while. cut scene to her being blowed up again like we saw in s2.

and she is really freaking out now, because they point out that they all have the mark and she just wants to learn about this murder, damn it, not unpack trauma!!

but betsy, who she came to see, is dealing with very severe cancer. and they say that what she is dealing with is going to happen to all of them. WHAT??? “we’re all dying because of what they do to us” OH MY GOD??? she has tears in her eyes. WHAT!!! what. 

back to the boat. do i look like i give a damn about the boat!! no!! but mulder is crawling- at night- from the harbor. so did he stay there all evening or….

so he’s once again on the run. and soaking wet. please take a shower, my friend. you know not what they do in that harbor. 

he sees people pulling in to the warehouse nearby!! with guns!!! and we see him sneak by!!! no, mulder, consider going home and not getting caught!! but what if he finds something that can help scully…? and oh my gosh, he doesn’t even KNOW she’s slowly dying yet. oh my gosh wait i need to sit down (said by the girl who is literally sitting)

the orchestral score is popping off, too. he peeks in a window and sees a giant… thing? being gassed. with cameras out and about. like a blimp looking thing. 

somehow he gets a change of clothes. and he goes home but his apartment door was unlocked! so he has his gun. is it skinner? 

IT IS!! whew! that was best case scenario, so it was just wishful thinking on my part, but maybe i really am deeply attuned to this show. skinner is sitting there in the dark. we see some photos on mulder’s desk but they kinda just look like random places. one is some sort of field? and the other is a house, i think? not recognizable to me. but back to the plot at hand.

skinner tells him to put the gun down. sort of like you tell a dog to drop it. he obeys. aww, he is a good boy for skinner, like he mentioned earlier.

so skinner has some tea; kazuo’s body was found in a canal!!!! he didn’t make his flight!! and they government thinks he was killed over his BRIEFCASE!!! 

mulder plays dumb. then he admits that scully has the briefcase in her car. he seems like he’s trying to play it cool but skinner is NOT having it. “this is bigger than me, you, or the FBI, agent mulder” okayyyy king of being vague. and he says he is not getting involved!!! woah!!!

so mulder goes to… a senator!!! yes, the senator we saw very briefly a few times before, whose name is richard matheson? i didn’t really understand that in the past, but maybe it was building up to this. richard says to return the photos, but mulder says he’ll be entangled in a murder investigation, which he cannot afford because he is so close to the truth!

this senator claims to be telling mulder the truth about what is going on. and he explains what happens in tennessee, how the japanese doctors were murdered doing a secret thing. 

“what am i onto here?” , he asks. “monsters begetting monsters”, says the senator. ohhhhhhh that does not sound good.

(i hope he exposes the alien people and the torture and they blow up all the people that hurt scully and the rest of those women and then hold hands)

he’s back in his office with his glasses on. and i would be glad for a glasses mulder win under normal circumstances, but my heart is sick over scully. i take what i can get when i can get it, though, because he is a beautiful man in glasses. 

SCULLY’S BACK!! and she is still freaking out. she relays the news that she might be dying, and he looks up at her so innocently and says “but you’re fine, aren’t you scully?” OHHHH BABY. BABY. GROWN MAN. BUT BABY. OHHHHHHH MY HEART. MY HEART ITS MELTING. MY EYES ARE TEARING. “but you’re fine, aren’t you?” oh lord… he cannot lose anymore people. 

she is terrified- “am i? i don’t know, mulder” NOOOOOOOO MY BABY. STOP. DO NOT DO THIS TO HER.

he pulls up a photo and she says she knows someone in it, but that guy has been dead since 1965. mulder seems to find this difficult to believe, but last episode he was suggesting that someone was bleeding another person’s blood, so i feel he of all people should be open to this idea.

(oh…. they’re using unit 731 for the storyline here. and they have done that in the past as well but. wow. awful lot of baggage to dredge up there. very very painful and unhealed wounds)

((and i guess before they have done similar things involving nazis, right, remember victor? and his experiments? even if it was done before though, it doesn’t make it any less chilling to me. i’m not sure how i feel about using real horrific war crimes as plot points in an alien show))

but my reckoning with history aside, mulder says that four of the men in that photo were in the alien autopsy video. and they were murdered.

“murdered for what? or murdered by whom?” oh scully, you deserve none of the suffering that the world has given to you. NONE OF IT. if i were mulder, i would hug her and never let go ever. ever ever. 

he thinks they’re still trying to make an alien-human hybrid, but she still isn’t buying it, even after everything; she needs proof. she says believing is the easy part, but he disagrees. “you think that believing is easy?” he asks, and it hangs in the air.

oh, i want to linger in that space forever. the tension it creates, the things it reveals about him. how belief is centered on hope, how he has to fight for it, that it doesn’t come as natural as breathing as he might have you thinking. it’s hope for a better future, it’s hope for righting old wrongs, it’s looking where no one else will go find the answers. it’s about getting family back. it’s about fighting and sneaking and learning and even killing to get what you need to know. but it’s never easy. 

FUCK. I’M LIKE GONNA JUMP UP AND DOWN. THIS IS WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!!!!!! THIS IS THE STUFF!!!

they hold eye contact for a bit, until she sighs and breaks it (fuck me, i’m emotional) and he points out that they DO have proof, as he reaches for her arms- the spy photos were tracking a ship that pulled a UFO out of the ocean, and the UFO is in that warehouse that he saw earlier!! that thing i said looked like a blimp!!!

he says the US has a secret railroad. i yearn so desperately for accessible transportation. if the government said tomorrow, yeah, we have a secret rail system, i’m not sure how i’d react. perhaps relief?

there is very very very charged eye contact. 

okay, bringing the thingy from her neck to a guy who can understand it. it’s a “micro processor”, and there are a few companies that make them. and they are being used for many things. so was it made by ordinary people, and not alien tech…? who is doing the torturing and testing…? and to what end???

it’s all women in that room… is it for alien breeding purposes… oh, i shutter to imagine

back in west virginia!!! mulder has a leather jacket on and a dream as he climbs up into some sort of railroad building’s roof. his hair blows dreamily in the wind as he busts out some binoculars. if he were to be caught, he could probably convincingly claim he was a birder. i understand they go through a lot to find their birds. 

people are showing up. they’re speaking japanese and getting what looks like a LIVING ALIEN onto the train? mulder is on the move. the train is taking off. is he gonna play subway surfers irl and try to jump on that thing? yes, he is SPRINTING. but he realizes he cannot outrun a train. 

back to scully cam. she is watching footage. a japanese surgeon is taking off his surgical gear and she recognizes him!! OH MY GOSH SHE RECOGNIZES HIM FROM HER TESTING! NOOOOO!!! NOOOO!

she answers the phone like she wasn’t unpacking horrific information and mulder reports from west virginia. and she points out that she recognizes the doctor… but not from the video tape. NOOOOOOO. realization crosses his face, and i’m sure only adds fuel to his fire to get on that damn train.

so mulder is trying to catch up with the train. a handsome japanese man is being followed by the dude that killed the other guy earlier. AND NO!!!! the killer just killed the handsome japanese man and locked him in the bathroom. then adjusted his hair???

mulder JUST misses the train. perhaps this is for the best?

scully going home. WHY IS X THERE?!?!?!? he’s telling her to tell mulder to get OFF OF THE TRAIN. she rightly is suspicious but he is NOT playing around.

mulder is about to leap on top of the train when he gets the call from scully. and he asks who told her what he was doing and to stop it, and like me, she is also probably realizing she doesn’t know this dude X’s name. 

and he jumps on the train!!! but loses his phone in the process!!!!!

TO BE CONTINUED!!!!

WHAT THE HELL.

okay, my yelling aside, THIS is when the show is at its best, imo. THIS is the blueprint for me. character driven. heart of the plot. reveal after reveal but vague enough to keep me wanting more. the government is evil and every conspiracy has more conspiracies. getting to know what is ACTUALLY going on in snippets. skinner is there. this episode truly had it all.

EXCEPT an ending, of course, because now i have to WAIT to watch the next part. SO TRULY DIABOLICAL!

no no, i jest, i can take a cliffhanger most of them time. i just better not have ANY distractions tomorrow. 

whew, so much to unpack. i think there are two things that are sticking out the most to me here: scully’s terror and mulder’s belief.

her not knowing what to believe is true about herself and the world she has studied so carefully, being surrounded by strangers who claim to know her, that know things ABOUT her, and who tell her she is going to die slowly and horribly. how she tears up when she learns this. how she tried so hard to get control over the situation by pivoting to the murder case, only to be denied. how the reigns of control slip from her hands, and it is left to fate. and how horrific that is. how she cannot handle processing what was done to her, but is forced to, by seeing this guy who did unspeakable things to her again. how she says she needs proof. as if she’s biding her time, waiting for a full answer so that the reality of what she has gone through can sink in. if there’s never proof, maybe she’ll never have to process it.

and mulder, who thinks that belief is hard. who has sacrificed so much of his life to belief, put himself in danger countless times to find the truth that everyone around him either denies or ridicules him for. how he has little more than his work, because he needs there to be hope. if belief is terror for scully, to him it is a source of possibility. how they’re both wrapped into the same tragedy with entirely separate takes on what it means and how to proceed but whatever is bringing them together keeps weaving them tighter and tighter. 

AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHH. i could scream.

i actually typed all of that, took way more notes than usual, and STILL feel like i’m barely scratching the surface. i feel like i need to give a lecture on this subject matter to even sort of drain the giant well within me of feelings regarding them. his face, how he insists she has to be okay, right? right? and her terror when she admits she doesn’t know.

now. i hate to say it, but i have seen vague spoilers about what happens in the next season, involving illness. and i have a feeling i’m gonna cry like a baby because i’m so messed up just by this. maybe it’s a sensitive topic for me, or maybe i’m just too deeply attached to these nerds and need them to be happy. 

but the depth of my feeling is indicative of how amazing this episode was. it was fast-paced, but not too fast to follow. it explored our character’s hopes and dreams and fears. the dialogue and acting was excellent. how much can be said with just eye contact, and then it breaking, is stunning. i want to know what happens next, and despite my eagerness, i am too disciplined and sleepy to go onto the next episode. 

(i have some thoughts that i need to gather and articulate at a later time regarding the use of unit 731 as a plot point, but they’re still loading, and frankly it would be better to make a post just on that subject once i can figure out how to verbalize them and if i feel that i can confidently tackle the subject matter)

goodnight world, i’m gonna scream. 

[tanadrin]

https://www.tumblr.com/tanadrin/754562150575505408/i-get-your-point-about-scorn-rage-and?source=share

It's not an emotive expression of anxiety, it's recognition that if you approach American politics with cynicism, you usually end up right. The cynics said Chevron was gonna get overturned, it got overturned. The cynics said the debate would hurt more than it helped, it did. We're in a tailspin, and nothing is stopping it.

The best thing I can do on election day is cast my ballot, show up in a bar, get blackout drunk, watch Trump get elected, and then throw myself off a fucking bridge.

Man, this is why I hate getting into these arguments. This is not a debate about the epistemological merits of pessimism. This is somebody using my ask box to vent their suicidal ideation, in the hope I can somehow fix it; and if I can’t find just the right words to say, they at least get the feeble dopamine hit of feeling right, even if they also are miserable.

Look. This is not a conversation about rational forecasting of the future. You said “we will all be dead in five years.” I said, “wow, that’s a crazy thing to say.” You said, “what I mean is I will kill myself if Trump wins.” The only causal through line here is despair. And, like, politics is important and reflects real stakes and real lives—but it is not the only important thing in the world.

You strike me as the sort of person who doomscrolls Twitter a lot, who is deeply invested in politics but doesn’t have much personal or emotional fulfillment in other areas of your life, and who is swayed by people who portray pessimism as smart and cool and optimism as naive and pathetic.

(Folks, you absolutely have to make meaning in your life outside of social media. Sorry, but it’s true. You need hobbies. You need to socialize in person. You need to go out sometimes, and work up a sweat sometimes, and stare at vistas that are not the four walls of your room and your internet browser.)

You, anon, probably need a therapist and/or a good SSRI combo, since being very depressed may make it difficult to start to do other things that will improve your mood and bring other sources of meaning to your life. But I recommend trying anyway.

I will delete further asks on this theme. Getting into one of those looping conversations where a depressed person tries to convince you their depressive spiral is an objectively correct reaction to the world around them, while you try to comfort them and suggest getting treatment for depression obliquely enough that they heed your advice is tough enough when it’s someone close to you; but it’s also a waste of my time and yours.

You have a mood disorder that affects your cognition. You cannot perceive it, because, well, you have a mood disorder that affects your cognition. It is treatable, but it will require time. I recommend spending much less time on social media while you pursue treatment, since social media can greatly exacerbate certain mood disorders.

[necrotic-nephilim]

For the ask game! 3 and 21 please ✨

for the choose violence ask game!

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

i won't screenshot bc i'm not thinking of one post specifically but a couple i've seen- the idea that Tim should be from Crime Alley, not Bristol. which firstly: i need people to understand Tim isn't Bristol rich. Tim is a millionaire and not nearly as high a tax bracket as Bruce is. his family goes *bankrupt* at one point and it's his stepmother supporting them with a job as a physical therapist. like he's not as rich as some ppl thing he is. but that said, he *is* still upper middle class and it's very important to who he is and how his history as Robin is shaped. it shapes how he interactions with other characters. you just... can't make him from Crime Alley? like why would you want to when we *have* a Crime Alley Robin. it changes so much about Tim that he's no longer then same character. and the idea he could just lie about being from an affluent family with a seven-figure company is? i do not get it. like the entire mess of "Tim pretends to be a Drake" is a headcanon that is so bad to me and just tries too hard to make Tim' backstory more interesting to make him the main character. the entire point of Tim Drake was for him to be a *normal kid* becoming Robin. and all that is ruined when you add all these weird things to him. i'm begging fanon to just enjoy Janet and Jack Drake. please <3

21. part of canon you think is overhyped

oooh, i already talked about Joker: Last Laugh and Deat In The Family. is it... bad if i say the entirety of Wayne Family Adventures?

i think i'll be nice and narrow it down actually: the Wayne Family Adventures episode where Jason has a panic attack because a noise reminds him of the crowbar and he runs and hides until Bruce finds him. that episode... oh it haunts me. i think it really fucked up how most of this fandom understands Jason's relationship to his trauma. and the fact that it's *so* popular makes it even worse bc it can often be the only "canon" content some fans have consumed about him. it makes Jason feel incompetent and it misunderstands what his trauma around his death actually is. it paints him as afraid of the Joker and not full of such a violent rage. i just. oh i can usually understand the merits to WFA even if it's not For Me, but that episode i just... don't get it. i don't get how someone can honestly enjoy Jason's character and still think that episode does him favors and is in character. i'm baffled and angry and rolling my eyes all at once.

[skaruresonic]

https://www.tumblr.com/skaruresonic/770516871305953280/your-chat-with-wood-reminded-me-this-is-something?source=share

>Unlike the Gary-Stu folks usually try to portray him as, Sonic has never been completely infallible

More reasons why that one comic and the fandom are completely wrong.

I know we're all sick of talking about idw but it really can't be stressed enough how monotonous, uncreative, and redundant the comic is.

The comic tries to prove that Sonic isn't invincible and has just been cruising through life via favoritism and cheat codes. But that's just not true and never has been.

Sonic has been knocked around, humiliated, and proven wrong about things, in the games AND media outside of them. There isn't a single official version of Sonic who's portrayed as all powerful and always correct.

It's even dumber in the context of the idw comic because idw sonic is arguably the most pathetic version of the character. Idw sonic gets harmed or embarrassed every couple of seconds. He even needed to be saved from a low power motobug at one point. But the comic stills presents Sonic getting hurt by someone as a rare anomaly despite how common it is.

And the whole thing about Sonic being wrong sometimes and having people learn to argue with him makes even less sense. Characters disagree and argue with Sonic in the games and the idw comic. Just because the comic version of Sonic is too much of an asshole to listen doesn't change the fact that the other characters indeed have their own opinions and are able to disagree with him.

The most annoying aspect of the idw comic is that it keeps trying to prove things that everyone already knows. It's even worse because the comic does this crap through atrocious writing.

Yeah. Sometimes it even manages to bleed over into discussions where folks are trying to argue for the merits of Games!Sonic's character, but perhaps might not word it well.

"Sonic never doubts himself" isn't a completely wrong sentiment in spirit, but it is somewhat erroneous given that he does experience moments of doubt on occasion. He just doesn't let doubt get the better of him.

The thing with IDW, which has been discussed at length, is that the narrative appears to agree with Sonic while also giving him grief for his principles, making it difficult to determine the bottom line the book is trying to convey. It keeps giving him easy strawmen to refute in order to prove his position as the correct one while also using his ideology as a source of manufactured drama.

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And the whole thing about Sonic being wrong sometimes and having people learn to argue with him makes even less sense. Characters disagree and argue with Sonic in the games and the idw comic. Just because the comic version of Sonic is too much of an asshole to listen doesn't change the fact that the other characters indeed have their own opinions and are able to disagree with him.

Games!Sonic's whole thing about "it doesn't matter who is wrong and who is right" doesn't apply here because there actually is a "correct" interpretation we're supposed to take away from the book. Which is ironic, when you consider IDW!Sonic's supposed to be one in the same with Games!Sonic.

Issue 23 is a good example of the comic's wishy-washy treatment; Sonic admits Eggman makes him suffer for his belief that everyone has a little good in them deep down, but then also yells that he's going to lock Eggman up forever.

...So like, is Sonic's contradictory nature supposed to be a feature or an intentional flaw of the writing? And why is it that Games!Sonic's confidence makes him less compelling by comparison?

...All this hot air just to say "I find Games!Sonic boring because he isn't #relatable."

[mamaangiwine]

hi! i noticed in your pinned post that you said you try to include your hungarian heritage when it comes to your craft. may i ask for some recommendations regaring this? i'm hungarian myself but everything is about catholicism these days and i couldn't really find good books about the old ways.

thank you in advance, hope you have a wonderful day!

Oof. Idk if I can really provide recommendations tbh- at least not comfortably.

This is a tricky question as I am someone who supplements much of her craft with academic literature and research. Things like anthropological studies, folkloric studies, historical papers, etc.

However, there has in fact been an ongoing reframing of history in main-stream Hungary since the 1970s, influenced by nationalist rhetoric and spurred by a romanticized view of that history started by academics as early as the late 1800s .

These academics, inspired by the current European Romantic ideology of the time, sought to uncover the "true" history of Hungary that would illuminate the pre-conquest ethnic and cultural practices of ancient Hungarians. Though there are many notable academics we can trace back to the foundation of this reframing, one of the most well known is Vilmos Diószegi.

Diószegi worked incredibly hard to prove that Hungary's spiritual history was tied to a mysterious historical figure called a 'Taltos'. It was Diószegi's belief that the 'Taltos' was a Finno-Urgic-based, Turkic style 'shaman' who assisted in priestly duties in their respective communities and used a drum to enter an ecsatcy induced trance. Diószegi would even go on to theorize what the Taltos 'shamanistic world view' would have entailed. However, many scholars, including Éva Pócs, doubt these theories and have pointed to inconsistencies in Diószegi's research and reconstruction. Though there was undoubtedly Turkic influence, these scholars suggest that the Taltos has more in common with pre-christian Balkan, Bulgarian and Southern Slavic traditions.

Now, overall there wouldn't usually be a problem with that. Disagreements happen in academia all the time. The issue is that Diószegi's work is treated as absolute, and is the basis for most modern Hungarian paganism and reconstruction due to the unique ethnic and cultural identity it can provide. A cultural identity Hungarian Nationalists love to hold up on a pedestal and point to as evidence of a glorious and mystical past that existed before Christianity and, of course, Jewish People.

Therefore, when studying Hungarian paganism and folk practices one has to be discerning. Despite Diószegi's influence on Hungarian Academia as a whole, it doesn't mean it's all without merit (it doesn't necessarily mean all of Diószegi's work is completely without merit either, just that it shouldn't be treated as gospel especially with the inconsistencies surrounding it and the romantic european foundation it was already working from). For instance Mihály Hoppál's work has been known to research not only "modern" (60's and 70's) Hungarian folk practices, but source them by region. I've learned much from his detailing of Hungarian folk practices- I just don't take everything he has to say as fact. I question it and compare it with other research- rigorously.

As for the Catholic element of Hungarian practices, my personal take is this: Embrace it. That isn't to say that you should become a Christian or even agree with Christianity. Despite the fact that I, myself, am not Christian, I personally just find it unrealistic to separate the two. Christianity has been established in Hungary since the year 1000. Over that time the 'old ways' and Christian practices have undoubtedly been syncretized past the point of being able to concretely tell them apart. This is the fundamental problem I have with reconstruction as a whole, because much of it tries to simply omit Christain concepts from folk traditions without, ironically, realizing that in doing so we may be equally erasing pre-christain approaches and philosophies. They're just too entwined. My closest ancestors were catholic as opposed to pagan. Granted, weird catholics who saw things and knew things, but catholics none the less. Their history and traditions are just as valid, and are also just as important as the pre-christian beliefs that undoubtedly found themselves braided into that same history and those same traditions.

I'm sorry if this doesn't really answer your question, but regardless I hope you found it helpful.

[ridiasfangirlings]

saruhiko and misaki are assigned different classroom so as soon as the bell rings, misaki is running over to saru's class. imagine each classroom gets to make their own rules, and saru's classroom rules are something along the lines of "no visits from other classes until lunch time" but obviously yata doesnt care and still shows up. sometimes he gets too distracted when he finally gets to talk with saru that he doesnt hear the bell when lunch's over and he gets locked in saru's class until a teacher kicks him out. sometimes yata skips classes just to go and say hi to saruhiko through the window and the teacher literally glares at him like "go away".

just imagine yata casually talking to saru and then he hears the teachers voice outside so he panics and hides in saruhiko's desk. everyone in saruhiko's class knows him as "that one guy who is always sneaking in"

Fushimi already doesn’t care about his tests and schoolwork so he would absolutely fail on purpose in order to get into Yata’s class. Imagine their school is like trying out some new merit system of separating the students, trying to put the high achievers together so that the lower level classrooms will be more determined to get their grades up. Yata is of course miserable that he and Saruhiko aren’t in the same class this year, Fushimi shrugs and tries to act like he doesn’t care but actually he’s probably already planning on skipping even more than usual because what’s the point of going to school if Misaki isn’t there. Because it’s a high achievement class they’re largely separated from the other classes, maybe Fushimi’s class is even on another floor with the upperclassmen. Due to this it’s hard to even run into him in the halls before class or on the way to gym and such, pretty much Yata’s only chance to see Fushimi is at lunch. 

Of course since Fushimi’s class is totally out of the way from his Yata has to practically run through the halls to get there, maybe Fushimi’s class is also supposed to eat in the room so Yata can’t even meet him on the roof or anything. The first time he shows up imagine Fushimi looking mildly surprised, maybe not entirely convinced that Misaki wasn’t going to forget about him now that they’re in different classes, and then he smirks and teases Yata for being out of breath. Yata says shut up I had to run up the stairs you know as he just blithely steals someone else’s desk and sets his lunch down. Yata starts just happily chatting with Fushimi and he’s also totally oblivious to the fact that the other kids are staring at him disapprovingly because Yata has no volume switch (Fushimi notices and doesn’t care at all, because he’s already decided he hates every single one of his classmates). 

After this Yata shows up every lunch to see Fushimi and half the time he misses the bell and has to be kicked out by the teacher. Imagine one day someone’s out sick and the teacher doesn’t even notice Yata’s there at first because Yata snagged the extra desk, it isn’t until he catches Yata and Fushimi passing notes that he realizes who Yata is and kicks him out. I imagine it gets to the point that the teacher and all the other students have basically become used to it, like Yata is just ‘that guy who’s always sneaking in,’ if Yata had any academic aptitude whatsoever the teacher would just give up and let him stay but knowing how bad Yata’s grades are the teacher probably has like an actual vendetta against him for constantly sneaking into the high achievement class.

Say the whole class thing was an experiment too and they re-evaluate after several months, everyone has to take this big test. Yata decides he’s definitely going to get into  Saruhiko’s room this time and devotes himself to studying, which Fushimi finds annoying because helping Yata study is boring. Yata insists he’s going to get this, he’ll be a genius too just you wait…and then the day of the test comes and Yata is just staring at it like he has never seen any of these words in his life. A week later the new classes are posted and Yata’s pumped when he realizes that he and Fushimi are in the same class now, like see all that studying did good. Fushimi clicks his tongue and tells Yata to look closer at the rooms, Yata realizes wait I’m not in the smart class Saruhiko went down a few classes. He looks over at Fushimi like ‘Saruhiko…did you fail on purpose’ and Fushimi just shrugs like maybe. 

[oriley42]

Can you tell us more about Wilson's POV from realizing he's in love with House and deciding to arrange a whole fake wedding and House pushing him away when Wilson tries to kiss him and saying he won't come running and the confession scene when he puts his cards on the table? I know you had Wilson discuss it in Chapter 6 and I loved it so much but I'm greedy for more because oh my godddd that's insane (affectionate)

Hi anon, absolutely! Putting it under a read-more bc it got kinda long ���

His first move, as we saw, was to cling to a beautiful damsel in distress and Repress™ literal seconds after having an earth shattering Oh God He's The One moment--we can skip past that, to him looking at engagement rings and thinking "oh ho, and once I'm engaged again, I can stroll right into House's office and he can't turn me away!" and then. I imagine him just sitting right down on the concrete curb. and going. "hmm. am I more excited to manipulate House into seeing me than I am to get engaged to my lovely girlfriend?" and realizing that despite all the layers of forced ignorance of his own feelings that yes, that is the case.

Cue going home to Julie, attempting to hash this out with her ("it's not that I don't love you...I just am also in love with my deranged pet wedding planner.") Julie, sensibly, is not moved by this, and leaves. Wilson finds he's relieved, which confirms that this was--despite being extremely scary and counter his usual instincts--the right call. Now, Wilson has time to Ponder. He wishes he could talk to someone like Cuddy about this, but then it would get back to Stacy and inevitably House, and Wilson knows he has to approach this Just Right, because he's on his last chance. He can't blow it by just talking to House about it--now that would be insanity. House would be halfway to California before Wilson got through "I love you"! Not to mention it wouldn't be Romantic. It Must Be Romantic, and Big, and Extra, or it wouldn't be worthy of the big extra romantic messed up thing he and House have.

Which is when he realizes: hey, the engagement idea? Still has merit! No actual fiancée required! (Would Wilson have made these Choices if he'd talked about his plans with literally anyone? If absolutely any other human being had heard his Scheme and been able to offer feedback on its, how to put it, loopiness? Who's to say….) So, he gathers up his courage, and blusters into House's office. And it works! He tells House to his face "I'm in love and this time, I'm not letting anything get in my way" and sure, maybe House doesn't get it yet, but he will!

And just as Wilson hoped, they're quickly spending sooo much time together, and it's romantic. They're drunk and babbling about invitation typography and Wilson has just gotta kiss him, this is it, House will kiss him back and Wilson can pop the "I'm single xoxo" surprise and they can ride off into the sunset--

And then House pushes him away. And Wilson's really scared because he thought he was on his last chance but it's actually worse, he's past that. He's on chance negative-one. He can't just pull out the "haha Julie's long gone, actually! also i'm in love with you and maybe always have been, how about you and I get hitched since we're on the topic." Not now. House is cold. He needs to be softened up. He needs to remember how good they were together. He needs to be able to imagine their future together. He needs to know that Wilson isn't just reaching for him because he's lonely, he's committed to House this time, he's choosing him. And what better way to do that, then to keep planning a wedding--their wedding?

So, they do all the wedding things, and Wilson makes sure at every turn that this is about them, for them. House says he hates weddings, but he clearly doesn't hate this, and Wilson knows if he could just get House to slow down and see marriage not as a prison but a promise, he would want it. It would make him happy, Wilson knows it (Wilson Knows Best), because House is needy and selfish and terrified of abandonment and if he could just believe that marriage would fix all that, then it could, because Wilson would give it all to him, forever...

And House is his friend again, but it's getting close to the wedding date, and House shows no signs of cracking or figuring it out. Wilson leaves it as late as he can, but now it's the night before and House still hasn't said anything (would it kill the guy to express a shred of feeling? well. yes.) so fine, Wilson is done playing games (for now), he goes to House's place and waits for him to turn up. And House falls right into his arms and oh fuck, why did Wilson wait so long, but it's delicious to taste all that pent up furious raging desire so really it's all working out. And this--this is the proof. House wants him back. Now all Wilson has to do is get down on one knee and whip out the ring, and sure, House will say no at first and maybe flip out a little and Wilson might have to sit on him to keep him from bolting away, but that's okay, because House loves him too Wilson can tell and that's all Wilson needed to be 100% confident in his absolutely ridiculous plan. House loves him, and so tomorrow, they are going to get married. The End.

Wilson definitely kept telling himself that this is The Only Way, happily ignoring the many other ways that exist. And that is why he and House are perfect for each other, because their broken worldviews slot together and complement each other so messily yet perfectly. Also, because absurd and hurtful deception is literally their foreplay.

[buffintruder]

from the ask game: 6, 10 and 11!

Thank you!! From this ask game

6. Do you have your work beta'd? How important is this to your process?

I think it's usually important, but not essential. If I have a friend in the fandom who is up for it, I'll probably ask them to beta like 80-90% of what I write in that fandom. But I've posted many fics (probably more than half? I'm not sure) without a beta. There are some fics where I'm really uncertain about something and I will really want someone else to go over it to tell me if it's actually a problem or not, and if so what exactly is off about it.

But usually I think, it's mostly just nice for me to be able to talk about my fic with someone, both to get ideas and stuff but also just for fun.

10. Cltr+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence/paragraph that comes up

"Manga is art," Sonoza said.  Sonoi blinked. "Is it?"

From my Donbrothers fic where a nonhuman guy tries to understand how art and emotions tie together, along with his friends girl who is obsessed with understanding love and guy who is obsessed with manga (also his rival who is the sun to his moon and the sky to his sea)

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

Okay I have a very specific list of 3 fics that make me feel certain emotions I can't get elsewhere, and idk if all three of them are really my most favorite fics, but they do go as a set so I'm reccing them together (even though once I started looking through my bookmarks to find these fics, I kept finding more fics that are so so so good and I would be here all day if I didn't stick to this trio)

Cornstalk Fiddle by notbecauseofvictories

I rec this to literally everyone because I think it is one of the top 10 works of fiction in general that I have encountered. It's a fic of the song The Devil Went Down to Georgia (so very little context necessary) and it's a really really beautifully written story about music and hope and life, and also a very human person falling in love with the very inhuman Devil

We Must Tend our Garden by DesdemonaKaylose

This is a Small Gods post-canon Discworld fic about the god Om being in love with his head priest Brutha. The dialogue and narration feel very Discworld while also having a sort of peacefulness and heartbreaking yearning that isn't really Terry Pratchett's thing, and it works together so well.

Of Uruk by electrumqueen

This is a pre-canon Bartimaeus fic and idk exactly how to describe it. It's basically a character study between the djinni Bartimaeus and a boy he once loved, Ptolemy, though 5 different scenarios where over the course of them knowing each other Bartimaeus tells Ptolemy his "origin story" (different from his story of being created), each with varying amounts of truth to them. It's just such a good story about names and the way other people in the past and present can shape you and how you tell a story impacts it but also what it says about you and your audience, and I wish Bartimaeus was a more popular series just so they could read this fic (that's a lie, I think it the series should be popular for it's own merit, but anyway)

[inwhvspers]

☼☾ ( AYCA AYSIN TURAN , 27 , SHE/HER , CIS WOMAN , CAILLEACH ) - have you seen SAFIYE DEMIRCI?  they’ve been living in afon vale for ALL HER LIFE and they really think they’re safe. people say that they’re ARTISTIC but i heard they’re UNPREDICTABLE. you can usually find them working as a/an FASHION DESIGNER at SELF-EMPLOYED (CREATES LOOKS OUT OF A SMALL SPACE BENEATH HER APARTMENT). they’ve tried hard to keep WHILE THEY WERE AWAY AT DESIGN SCHOOL THEY USED A FORBIDDEN SOUND TO GET AHEAD buried but the truth always comes out. a few things that remind me of them are … silk fabrics hung across cedar dowels near an open window; beautiful patterns drawn on every blank surface; the smell of coffee and cinnamon; a smile that disarms and promises mischief; the sky before dawn when it’s golden and shades of pink, blue, and orange. 

basics.

name: safiye demirci

age: 27

gender: cis female

species: cailleach

sexuality: demisexual / demiromantic

occupation: fashion designer

hometown: afon vale

ethnicity: caucasian (turkish)

languages: english, turkish, french, italian

physical.

height: 5'6"

build: lithely curvy

hair: dark brown, left long and flowing around her shoulders, often perfectly managed

eyes: stormy-blue, almond-shaped

tattoos: a cross on her collarbone.

piercings: twice on each earlobe

personal style: fashionable but comfortable; wears a lot of her own designs and tends towards softer colors and fabrics. when she needs to dress up she goes to the nines and creates a whole new look every time and, if asked, will try to replicate (to a degree) said outfit for clients who want to visit the space she sells out of beneath her apartment. understated gold jewelry and subtle makeup is usually a go-to, focusing mostly on her eyes.

psychological.

positive: artistic, creative, upbeat

negative: unpredictable, distractable, flighty

MBTI: enfp

enneagram: the enthusiast

temperament: sanguine

family.

father: tbd demirci (open on main)

mother: tbd demirci (open on main)

siblings: beren dimirci (youngest sister), tbd demirci (triplet with saf), tbd demirci (triplet with saf)

headcanons.

her use of forbidden sounds wasn't out of lack of talent but lack of confidence. she is actually a very good designers and could have probably succeeded without, which somehow makes it worse.

she has an aversion to the smell of fresh cut grass, it gives her a headache.

she's close to her siblings and will generally always pick up the phone if they call. it isn't that they don't fight but she's pretty attached to them.

she once dressed an entire ensemble for a local play and was one of the most raved about points of the night.

her designs, while never featured on a big stage, have been getting traction as of late and looking to break out. why she's still in afon vale when she wants to be a famous fashion designer is anyone's guess.

she's had two serious relationships, one with a woman and one with a man, the woman having been most recently and the roughest of her break ups.

she's looking for love in all the wrong places.

biography bits.

safiye is the eldest of the triplets, being born a full minute before the other two. she is the eldest of the demirci children by that merit but no one is counting.

safiye pursued art through most of school, tending to get better grades within creative aspects than academic ones, though she did fairly well in math.

safiye had never left afon vale until she decided to go to college, but has since then visited several places like france and turkey.

she graduated from design school with offers from several firms but decided to go her own route and return to her home in afon vale.

tbd

connections.

best friend

friends, misc.

potential love interests, slow burn, will they / won't they fun (bonus if taboo)

her two exes

people who buy her designs

childhood friends / those who know the demirci legacy

someone from design school who knows about what happened an will leverage it over her

[bluntstarx]

internet bzz

i always tend to fall into the same cycle every month or so

i crave attention, the conveniency of the internet at my fingertips

i search for a website that holds various groups of people

mostly people looking to invoke a sexual desire, not that I’m interested in that

though i do find some people willing to talk

talk about anything really

these people talk on and on about themselves

i enter an interviewer-esque mode

i do like to learn about people, however manner that may be in

but i do wish someone would do that back to me

want to learn about me and ask questions the same way i have done

it seems like even people who don’t know me still don’t care about me

does my disgusting personality just translate through everything i do?

i don’t understand it, never will probably

one guy i talked to did seem kind of interested in me

he lived on the other side of the world of course

i told him about how nobody has loved me, or even asked me out

he seemed confused

confused on why that was, even saying he would probably ask me out if we didn’t live so far away from each other

i tried to explain how men don’t usually go for girls that are bigger

he denied and denied, saying he likes a girl with some meat on her bones

that’s what a lot of men say, i explained, but they never actually mean it when it comes to a girl over 170 pounds… do they?

it made me cry, i won’t lie

even though his confession of still wanting me regardless of my weight held little to no merit in hind sight, it still hurt

i told him he was probably the one in a million that thought that, and even then, he was on the other side of the world

he said that sounded sad

i mean yeah, how sad do you think it feels to actually live through that?

i just wish someone would give me the benefit of the doubt

maybe i can be semi okay for you

maybe you can try to love me a little bit

i’ll give you the world, when i know you won’t give me anything close to that

but those are just wishes that won’t be fulfilled

and i’ll stay here on the internet

hoping with no real attainable goal in sight

hoping maybe i’ll find someone on the internet to talk to

because nobody wants to talk to the real me

[the-grey-stickfox]

The Prison break Part 1- Little bit of cake and Hap hazard planning.

“Ah…Henry, your my cell mate aye?” The look on Fox’s face was…less than pleased to say the least.

“Ahh…hehehe…Hey Fox….” Henry waved hi a bit nervously before being pushed into the cell by Rupert.

“Try not to tear the guys head off Fox ok?” Rupert chuckled a bit with a small smirk.

“I should say the same to you, aren’t you getting a new partner soon? You can be a bit rough with people in general.” Fox teased returning the smirk as Rupert immediately began to frown.

“Oh shut up, and have fun with your new cell mate.” Rupert waved his hand as he walked off definitely mad he lost that little interaction.

As Rupert left Fox slowly shifted his gaze to Henry who was slowly shimmying to a corner waving nervously at Fox. “Heheheheh….h-hey man…..long time no see…”

“It’s only been a few weeks.” Fox had a unamused look on his face.

“R-right yeah…uhh…sorry about…getting us caught…” Henry chuckled nervously as the door to the cell block can be heard closing, which had Fox’s whole expression and mood shift immediately once he knew it was just them.

“Ah it’s no problem, happens more often then you think with some rookies or one timers.” Fox shrugged non chalantly.

“Wait your…your not mad??” Henry just stared for a second, absolutely confused and baffled by the sudden shift in attitude and mood.

“Nah, not really, this is just one of the few times I got caught too. Usually I can split from the group before I get caught but…there’s no escaping what we got stuck in.” Fox simply waved it off.

“O-oh…that’s…that’s a relief…so…you being mad at me a gonna be apart of the act huh?” Henry sighed sitting next to Fox.

“Yup, don’t worry, it won’t be for very long.” Fox rubbed his chin in thought for a moment, before looking over at Henry and giving him a gentle pat on the back.

“They treat you alright? As you can tell I got stuck with the sassy guard.”

“Ehh….so and so…some were nonchalant and others were just rude.” Henry shrugged.

“Hmph, as expected they just care about getting their shift done and going home. Plus a place like this usually don’t get much action.”

“So….you got a plan on getting us out?” Henry tilted his head.

“Nope, not yet.” Fox shrugged. “But I’ll think of something, for now get comfy.”

With that Henry looked out the cell to see no one was coming in and sort of sat next to Fox, getting comfy as best he could on what’s basically a cot hanging off of the wall and just tried to pass the time maybe figure something out , while Fox began to brainstorm on some ideas.

~a couple of days later~

Henry was minding his own business looking out window kind of staring off at the sky, meanwhile Fox was chatting Dave panpa one of the guards that was actually decent to the two, trying to gain his trust by having regular conversations about normal life, hobbies and such, and it was apparent that it was working cause at times Dave would be having to try hiding his smile and laughs during or after some of his talks with Fox, though it did seem like Dave was starting to develop a crush for Fox, because he seemed to be blushing and getting a bit flustered at times from Fox’s jokes or complements.

Henry took note of that and once Dave left and was gone Henry got Fox’s attention.

“Hey Fox, are we going to be having Dave help us somehow when we find a way to break out…?” Henry tried to whisper as best he could.

“Possibly, but if we have someone on our side we could have a chance to get something off of him or from him, possible special treatment sort of thing, heck, if we get extremely lucky or desperate, we can take him with us to use as hostage at least until we get out or to help us sneak out…that would be good.” Fox smirked a bit.

“Woah…huh.” Henry thought for a sec seeing the merits of that idea but did kinda feel bad for Dave since they were trying to use him for their own ends.

“I gotta ask though, do you actually like Dave? Does he seem like a decent guy to you?” Fox crossed his arms with a slightly curious look on his face but understood why Henry asked that considering he’s new to all of this.

“Yeah, yeah I think he’s a good guy, nervous for sure but, he seems like good folk, so if we do need to use him, let’s keep it at a last resort.” Fox had a softer tone to it.

“Well…I just hope we don’t have to use him as a hostage for sure, that wouldn’t be exactly fun…” Henry shivered a bit from the thought.

Fox leaned against the cell bars looking down the halls for a bit, not seeing any guards coming in the block, and decided to try to see if he could find a way out for a bit.

~a day later~

fox and Henry were just off doing their own thing in their cells, whatever they could even do for fun before Rupert and Dave showed up and Rupert looked rather pleased. “Boys, you’re both free to go.”

For a sec on Henry looked happy but fox just looked stoned face knowing that ain’t true, which was quickly confirmed as Rupert began to laugh seeing Henry’s reaction. “Hahahahaha, just kidding, but we did get this package for you.” Rupert then tossed the package into the cell rather nonchalantly.

“Don’t get your hopes up, we already checked the package for anything you could use to escape, ain’t that right Dave?” Rupert looked to Dave who was immediately nervous.

“Hahaha…yeah totally cause if I didn’t I would loose my job and I don’t wanna loose my job..! Hehehe…heh…” Dave awkwardly and nervously rubbed the back of his neck as Rupert stared at him confused for a second before letting it go, confident there isn’t anything dangerous in the package and the two guards leave.

Fox and Henry look at the package and each other confused before opening it and seeing it was… “a cake…?” Fox said very VERY confused now.

Henry examined the cake for a second seeing it was a real cake, and looked inside to see what could possibly be in there….

To be continued.

[pixystixxxdraws]

so. hey. twitter immigrant here

I feel like I want to comment on this because I'm a twitter immigrant, about the stuff the staff posted? just like, my experience with tumblr from migrating to twitter. I am outing myself as a fifthy casual, since I haven't been an active active user in almost a decade, so.

I can kinda get what they're talking about with their intentions?

Jumping from a place as interconnected as somewhere like twitter to tumblr is very jarring. It feels like you have to rely on friends or finding the right tags. It feels very much like relearning the game and personally, while I understand it's very likely for people to get swept up in the numbers game, it's something that pushes me to do better, so going from that to dead quiet is a little...demoralizing?

This sounds crazy but I like making my art better and better to do better numbers, I like growing a following and honestly? I like having a bit of an algorithm because I can't always find the artists I like based off the artists' I follow's RTs. I've found some of my biggest inspirations on the for you page.

That's not to say I don't have my frustrations with twitter as well as love aspects about tumblr. For one, I will always praise tumblr about how much customization you have over things like having an in depth tagging system you can block/mute at your own will, all the niche communities you can explore (for example I'm a huge fan of oldwebcore), and especially being able to use HTML and CSS! it's insane how little control you have over your page on other websites.

As much as I said I don't mind the for you page on twitter, that's met with a huge asterisk. Your page is WAY too easily moved by clicking one post and then suddenly that's the only thing you see for a week, especially things like that spiral into a cycle of negativity. I usually have to look at at least 5-10 art posts to recalibrate my for you page.

And dear god, I NEED that tagging system on twitter. As someone who has, uh, several ships I'm not comfortable with, I have to mute accounts ad nauseum to not see content for that ship. If I click like on one image of one of the characters, it's impossible to distinguish "I want content of this character but not this ship"

Though I don't think Tumblr is perfect. There's a lot of confusion where certain things I can't find because I can't tell if it's delegated to my blog or my account. Like, apparently there is a mute an account feature? Someone tried directing me to it but I couldn't see some of the options. I'm sorry to that one person I still have blocked, it'd nothing personal :x

Was I going anywhere with this? not really, I think I just sympathize with the idea that tumblr is hard for newcomers to get used to because well. I'm a newcomer and I can say for sure it is tough!

Though I don't want to be unsympathetic to the people who use this site on the daily. While I said I kind of like a for you page to introduce me to new content I think the setup we have where it's not the default is fine, it just needs to be improved.

I don't think my word has more merit than the people who actively use and love this site, but I also think tumblr isn't wrong in trying to make the site more accessible for people new.

Anyways, I guess I just wanted to put my thoughts out there? feel free to disagree, I hope I didn't make anyone too mad.

[yaomomvs]

— BEING INARIZAKI’S TEAM MANAGER AND A SECRET VOLLEYBALL PLAYER

inarizaki x f!manager

this is part of a hcs series, let me now what team you want next <3

okay so actually you ended being the manager because the girls volleyball team had already closed the application time

so you you were really looking forward to it and omg you were so sad about it

after being rejected, you were just peacefully going through the gym and you heard laughter from a bunch of guys

you recognized kosaku since he was in your class and waved at him.

and so, they were talking about getting a manager since this team is pretty much a lot to handle

and so since kosaku knew you were hard working and that the first idea that popped out oh his head was that if you wanted to try out.

kita respectfully introduced himself and asked if you were willingly try out 🥺🥺🥺 like what a man 🥺🥺

and mostly because the twins having fangirls always made this process kind of difficult, so instead kita and aran wanted to make sure it was someone who at least was trusted by one of them

and not to brag but bestie you are gorgeous

so it was a win win

atsumu refused to this because as the jerk he usually is, he said that he didn’t need any help

that son of a bitch

he was being soooo petty mainly after you said “oh don’t worry kita, idiots are not my type”

osamu fell in love with you ❗️

and aran

and suna

and well the team.

and so, looking at the other court where the girl vbc was training you said that it was something.

every! single! practice! is! chaotic!

but somehow you managed them so well

atsumu is still trying to prove that he doesn’t but oh boy he is the first one to requiere your help

you better believe this guys are your simps and are constantly competing over someone who a year ago could never imagine they had

your attention? the best way to prove each other they were superior

in away games, god bless the idiot that wants to even dares to try to do a move on you

they are lowkey intimidating

not but seriously

specially and surprisingly kita and aran

son como esos niños mamones fresas que de cierto modo les tienes miedo

besides

this team? over the moon for you

and tbh, they were so grateful for you, you did a lot for them that they started to feel some kind of embarrassing how before they wouldn’t know how to do basic stuff like cooking for camps, labeling they jerseys correctly, searching for new equipment like they love you

anyways that however was kinda sus to them

it all started when somehow you learned so quickly, and the technical stuff was not hard to understand as to others

surprisingly the first one to notice was suna

you could have said something but tbh

you still look forward to play volleyball like more seriously even as a hobby

BUT

BUT

you’d rather be dead than telling your team that’s what you wanted because

a) they could think you only joined to learn volleyball and not help them

b) you had your pride, you want to be recognized by your own merits rather than “of course, they are inarizaki’s manager if they weren’t they could have never been this good”

so you still played volleyball but hid from them

there was a gym nearby where constant tournaments were held

you were a ghost because knowing damn well your boys could go there at any moment you decided to take some precautions

like nickname and position was everything they knew about you

your teammates loved you, so they respected your private life, and it was kind of cool

but what you were not expecting is that for some reason, omimi had followed you one day bc you forgot something after practice.

being a friday it meant for some weird reason you always rushed out

“sus” suna says everytime

so he catches you going out to the gym and maybe, he thought, you were just going to workout or see someone

BUT THIS GUYS EYEBALLS ALMOST FALL WHEN HE SEES TOY RUSH AND TAKE OFF YOUR SCHOOL UNIFORM SHIRT AND TIE TO FUCKING REVEAL A JERSEY WUTH A #3 on it

bye you broke him

and so he tries to process it normally

key word: tries

and here we are him being interrogated by the team incredulous to his words.

ay first they interrogated him being overprotective by the fact that he was spending more time with you but when he tells them what he saw god dammit

they loose it when they find out.

and so, tsumu says something that everyone agrees with him for the first time

“let’s go and spy”

“i swear to god if y/n finds out...”

“shut up aran, unless you want to make it obvious and reveal our identity dumbass!”

“tsumu, the disguises are awful”

“come on kita not you too!”

“what if”

“akagi shut up all of you agreed with the idea”

“osamu you suck”

and so there they go. trying to find you in the sea of people at the entrance, not having a clear view yet, they only search for the navy blue and white uniform that omimi described to them when he saw you.

and then almost as if it was the gods plan, they started hearing whispers of people around mentioning the arrival of one of the most popular teams out there.

“come on what the big deal-” suna started saying, however your figure appeared and he instantly turned into a babbling mess.

as well as the rest of inarizaki vbc.

osamu had to double check to assure himself that it indeed was you, beautiful as ever, walking alongside your hot and apparently talented team.

minutes later, they were standing in the bleachers as quiet as they could. they spotted you.

“A SETTER” atsumu jumped of his seat and had to be scolded by aran who was also surprised by the position you were going to be playing.

“wasn’t expecting that” ginjima talks saying what everyone was currently thinking.

behind them was a couple of guys, who apparently did not know how lower their comments.

“the setter is kinda cute” “wow look at that” oml please even aran who was the voice of reason had the urge to punch them in the face.

still they decided to just focus on your game who has now been started. and even tho they wanted to not do it, they couldn’t help analyzing you and your moves in the court. it was natural, well because they were players and very good ones it’s inevitable for them to compare and to study the way you played more than anything.

they were not expecting you to be this good. almost everything in your technique was polished, your tema work was remarkable and god bless your ability to read the blockers.

but there was a moment when they just saw the panoramic view of your skills. atsumu could see your tired expression, the sweat on your body, he just knew you were feeling now the adrenaline of the last moments of the set.

still you yelled a “we will take it” and then, with the others team hope hanging on a thread, the ball came to your libero, which perfectly passed the ball to you.

there was greed in your eyes, so scary that kita for a moment feared for the other team.

and it was when you did the setter dump that your whole team stood up in pure shock.

who were you and why were you hiding?

sadly the boys screamed way too loud which lead to you, after you made the last point and give the history to your tema, lifted up your gaze and saw a bunch of idiots wearing hats and everything in between.

suna and tsumu ran the fastest in the team directly to the gate, and the with a bunch of losers behind them,

because after everything you were there arms crossed and a murderous look in your eyes.

“IM TOO YOUNG TO DIE Y/N” “osamu shut up!”

they, once you made sure to pinch each and everyone’s ears, starred bombarding questions on how did you managed to learned that and why you did ikr tell them

“come on guys, in school i’m already looked down at just because it’s you! so could you imagine me being a inarizaki student trying to move without your name?”

kita forced them to shut up and aran felt a a kind of guilt

as week as everyone else

“don’t worry y/n, we know now what it’s like to not being your own author.”

and so, they just told you how proud they were.

“maybe we are jerks but y/n we are your jerks, and over there or respect to you has just grown up”

suna the says “you’ve been there all of the time for a while now, i guess it out time to return the favor”

and so ever since then they alwaaaaays try to be at your games

like pls once the referee said one of your serves was out and from the bleachers he screaaaaaaamed, he claims that it was definitely in

kita always gives you some food after a game or practice

talking about practice

even if you are there for being a manager they always try to, at least half an hour before ending practice, they have a quick game with you playing alongside them or just including you in their repeats etc

and goooood bless once again anyone who tried to look down at you.

because after being constantly on you games ofc people started recognizing them as the inarizaki power house

if they heard someone relying your talent on them pls make sure they five them the coldest look ever

like ‘nah bro i dare you to say that one more time’

*knive eyes*

and

even some girls attend your games trying to flirt with them

you know what they do?

they brush them off and say “sorry, my type is y/n” suna says and the are 😳

pretty much everyone does this

come on even aran

inarizaki best boys 🥺🥺🥺

[docholligay]

I guess I want to get murdered for my birthday

Do me a favor and read to the end of this before you lose your mind. Maybe go take a walk. I certainly took my time. 

Now that three months have passed, and we’ve calmed down some, I hope we can all admit that Ukraine’s Eurovision win was a political one, unattached from the merits of the song. There was a LOT of feelings in the air right after the win, and there was some severe lack of critical thinking skills going on. 

“I liked the song” “I want to feel like Ukraine is being supported” and “They won because of the political situation, and would not have otherwise” are not COMPETING or EXCLUSIVE thoughts. They can all sit on the plate together just fine. There is not a single thing wrong with any of those thoughts. 

They got something like 96% of the available televote, I think. Wacky numbers. We all know that was not sheerly out of a deep love of sopilka and hip hop. You are not stupid people. They could have sent Embers, and won. Even more shocking is the jury vote--juries traditionally HATE this stuff, and that was also more a show of political support than anything. In normal times, they would have eaten Stefania for breakfast. The fact that Eurovision fanblogs and forums have dozens of posts about how the results might have gone if there wasn’t a war on Ukraine, with statistical backing a different formulae--a whole category of discussion--shows this point pretty clearly. 

There are a couple questions that came up and retorts offered in the immediate after, and I think now, when we’ve all had a breather, is a better time to talk about them. 

Was the result FAIR? In the sense that I think absolutely no cheating went on, yes, it was fair. Now another meaning of fair is “Did it deserve it?” and that goes onto all the questions above--I don’t think that’s answerable, I think it’s too slippery. But going from a sheer “was there funny business?” no, it won fairly. 

I think for me the more compelling question is: Was it SATISFYING? I’ve tried to think about this as if it had been Shum, a song I fucking LOVE, and not Stefania, which in full fucking fairness, I DO hate. If it had been Shum, I would still be disappointed, because I know for the rest of Eurovision history, it would never be thought of as a song that won in its own right. Stefania will NEVER be able to come up without the contextual discussion of the war and how it won. And anyone who tries to assert that the song was “just that amazing” is going to sound sillier and sillier as we go down the line. It almost immediately started to get whupped on by Space Man and SloMo in the streaming stats. SloMo has more than twice the streams. And I HATED SloMo, this is not me trying to elevate Spain here. It’s just the accurate numbers reflecting people’s actual attitudes. 

But mostly I’m frustrated that it made Eurovision boring. The winner was chosen the second the news rolled out. 

It can be frustrating to see a song crush before the competition even starts, and I don’t think it was very fair the way anyone who was annoyed and frustrated by the domination was shouted down as some kinda pro-Russian bot. Obviously this is part and parcel of the internet problem of thinking of things as binaries but come on now. Use your heads for something other than a hatrack. Being frustrated that what is at least OSTENSIBLY a song competition became some classically social way of ‘showing Russia’ without actually having to DO anything for Ukraine, is not an anti-Ukraine stance. 

UKRAINE won, but Kalush Orchestra didn’t, you know? I think it’s okay to support Ukraine and find that deeply frustrating. Eurovision has always been political, of course--who knows how the fuck Greece decided to allocate points this year, I’m sure it kept them up at night--but it’s usually not so NAKEDLY so, and I, as a long time and fairly invested fan, found it unsatisfying to try and engage with a decided contest. 

But much worse than that was the denial that it was a decided contest. I much prefer someone say, “It was a known game, disconnected from the song, and I am fine with that.” Fantastic. I have no argument with that! How could I possibly? Fair enough. My only hope is that we can hold with two hands, “I am fine with Ukraine’s political win” and “people who were irritated by it are not necessarily pro-Russia.” 

Thank you, and goodnight.